henry-the-freak

A Wondrous Adventure (1/?)
  • OUaT/Captain Swan
  • 7000 words
  • Swearing and implied sex
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Author’s Note: This is my attempt to make 6b what I wanted it to be – a celebration of my favorite in-show couple – leading up to the wedding – and to fix a few other things along the way. The divergence begins in “Murder Most Foul”, where there was no snooping, no ring-finding, and no Killian killing Charming’s father in a meaningless and out of character encounter. There was a fight; however, it was about something altogether different.

This chapter follows most of “A Wondrous Place,” with additions and changes. Thank you @ripplestitchskein for the speedy and excellent beta!


It was a stupid fight to begin with. The enormity of her mistake hit Emma as soon as the door closed behind Killian. The house lights flickered with the surge of emotion. Minutes passed while she fought herself. When the danger had passed, she stood for another moment leaning against the door, shaking.

“Son of a bitch.”

Emma pushed herself upright, grabbed her coat from the hook and went after him. Damp and bitter cold struck her, and the snow fell thickly. She could already barely see his footprints on the sidewalk, but Emma didn’t have to be a good tracker to know where Killian would have gone. She set out after him at a near-run.

By the time Emma caught up they were at the waterfront, and she was half-soaked from slipping in the snow and falling on her ass.

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The Heartfelt Layer of an Onion

Based on: This Idea

Summary:

Harry Potter AU where Tjeffs is the equivalent of James Potter, and Alex is Lily. Our man Jeff is trying to tap that, but he sucks at flirting… Life… Alex thinks he’s rich and stuck up. Que angry Alex and sad Jeffs. This is a wild ride friendos.

Author’s note:

This title is courtesy of my father. It came about because he views onions as “Uppity” and Thomas is suppsoedly uppity becasue he’s rich. Long story short, my dad is weird and I can’t think of titles. Also my dad wants me to name the chapter titles onion related things. I give up.


                                       First Year: Introductions

Alex wriggled impatiently in his seat as they drove to King’s Cross Station. It was ten-twenty and he was beginning to think they would miss their train. John, in the seat next to him, seemed to be just as fidgety.

Seven days after Alex’s eleventh birthday, and thirty-eight days after John’s, a severe looking woman in dark clothes had shown up at their door. She had a sharp nose and knowing eyes that would have been framed by dark locks, if said locks weren’t pulled into a tight bun. The woman had introduced herself as Minerva McGonagall, a representative for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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Sammy Hates His Life

I like writing Sammy, so I decided to take a crack at @yunisverse‘s version. The one where he isn’t dead, here, and Henry’s a formless blob of ink. 

Rubberhose AU belongs to @yunisverse


Sammy wasn’t sure why he’d come back. He didn’t even like working at Sillyvision, not really. So why had he decided to answer Joey’s letter? Why had he decided to come back to the studio? He wasn’t about to admit to himself that he missed his job. He’d liked being around people like Susie and Henry, and even Joey to a certain extent. Susie had been a good coworker, always respectful of his space, but concerned enough to drag him out when the need arose. Henry had been a good boss, generally keeping to himself. He’d understood Sammy’s need to be alone when it came to his work. Joey had been…something special. He’d paid well at the very least, and he’d even left Sammy alone most of the time. The one thing he hadn’t missed though, was the ink. The second he entered the studio, he groaned. There was ink everywhere. He couldn’t take a single step without stepping in some kind of puddle of ink.

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some sarchengsey roadtrip things

  • in maryland, they stop at a 24-hour diner in baltimore and a bunch of rowdy looking street punks crash their table to invite them to a warehouse party that johns hopkins students are throwing just a little past the notorious art kid-filled copycat building. henry is practically falling asleep in the booth but mention of a skate ramp and bonfire and a dancefloor wake him right up and they agree to go because why the hell not – and it’s everything they were promised and more. gansey gets drunk and kisses a frat boy who looks a whole lot like declan lynch while henry and blue dance with the same girl between both of their bodies (her name is mikaela and she’s a printmaking major but what really matters is that she’s warm and giggly and more than happy to be in the middle of a henry-blue sandwich). 
  • in pennsylvania, they drive through expansive rural farmlands that are lush and green and the air smells sweet and crisp. they stay in an old colonial-style cottage that’s said to be haunted and stay awake all night pretending to film their own spoof episode of ghosthunters. the only problem is that blue actually can kind of feel something even though she can’t see anything, and henry is freaked out of his mind at the thought; gansey pretends it’s noah and proceeds on as usual. they end up with some entirely hilarious voice recordings of henry admitting that he’s actually highkey scared of old haunted houses while blue tries to sound way more chill than she actually feels and gansey rambles on about electromagnetic fields and energies.
  • in nebraska, they roll through omaha and stay at an airbnb owned by a kid named ricky with bright hazel eyes and a cute crooked smile who has a huge map of the US on his wall filled with pins of roadtrips he’s taken in the past. he tells them all about the one that he’s planning up to canada henry is beyond thrilled to geek out about vancouver a bit. they buy a bottle of patron from the liquor store across from ricky’s house for only $14 (gansey is blown away by how cheap it is to buy liquor here?!) and make margaritas and drink them in an inflatable pool in ricky’s yard. the room they sleep in has blankets draped from the ceiling and christmas lights strung around the walls and a nintendo 64 in the corner with a tupperware bin full of games. they play mario party 2 until it’s nearly one in the morning before all passing out in a pile on the queen-size mattress that takes up most of the floor.
  • in colorado, they stop at a strange little cantina nestled in the mountains that has the best salsa blue has ever tasted and real cowboys sit in the booth opposite theirs. blue spends the entire meal trying to eavesdrop on them while gansey gives henry a thorough history of how cantinas came to be. henry steals more than a few sips of the beer gansey ordered with a fake i.d. that ronan dreamt him up and may or may not get quite buzzed when gansey orders a glass of over-proof bourbon for him; blue watches amusedly as henry gets increasingly more handsy and affectionate with gansey. by the time they finish eating and get back in the car, blue’s stuck driving because henry insists that he and gansey have to snuggle in the backseat, they just have to, okay?
  • in utah, they spend a few days in the uinta national forest to camp and explore a bit. while searching for a good place to pitch their tent and build a fire, they come across a group of train hopping kids who’ve been camping near a little creek. blue is instant friends with a girl who introduces herself as cosma; they start weaving little crowns from the long strands of grass and weeds while chatting about the stars. gansey strikes up an intellectual conversation with this stoned kid named sequoia and impresses him with tales of welsh kings. henry plops down besides a girl who’s doodling flowers and britney spears lyrics into a beat-up sketchbook. she calls herself sprout; henry proceeds to call her lentil and alfalfa and every type of sprout he can think of and she laughs and laughs and laughs. they all build a fire together that night and smoke a little weed while sitting around it - they toast marshmellows over the fire and talk about love and blue braids cosma’s hair and they all howl like wolves at the night sky and sing silly songs to the moon til the sun paints the morning sky a dusty pink.
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You were snapping pictures of some of the cast that walked passed you and your best friend. Everything was so surreal and chaotic but it was pretty damn amazing.

As you lost yourself in the madness, someone a little ways down took an interest in you.

From the moment he walked down the carpet, and saw you, he was hooked. Henry wasn’t one to be captivated by someone he hadn’t met, but you changed everything.

There was just something about the way you smiled, and they way you cocked your head back as you laughed. You were beautiful and he couldn’t help but be drawn to you.

Your best friend nudged your side, snapping you out of your trance.

“Okay, don’t look but Henry freaking Cavill has been checking you out all night!” She cackled, leaning more into you.

You furrowed your brows to her, “what? No he hasn’t.” You stated.

“I’m serious! He’s-oh he’s looking this way.”

Without realizing, your gaze moved up and suddenly, you met his eyes. Everything in your body froze, as your stomach began to flutter.

There he was. Flashing a cheeky grin, the same smile that made your breath hitch.

In that moment, with the lure you too had on each other, he wasn’t able to focus on anything but you. Which didn’t help his interview.

He let out a soft chuckle, as he forced himself to look away. “I-I’m sorry. What was the question again?”

Live Blog - The White Princess Episode 2

Here’s my live blog of TWP Episode 2, it’s just over four pages.  I’ve given it a once-over rough edit, but this is what I wrote up while watching the episode.  Hope you find some humor here!

“drawn from the novel by Philippa gregory” righhhhht.

Wait, why is she smiling like that when she’s entering his apartments?  I can see a fake or strained smile, but she looks shy and happy?  Wtf?  Last I left them she was like “i don’t like this guy”, unless this is supposed to be her tricking him?

What is the hell is this scene?? She’s like… being seductive??  Also, neither of their costumes are working.  Her sleeves are ridiculous.  And he looks like he’s wearing an emo bathrobe.  Jacob is too good for this show.

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Send me an AU and I’ll give you 5 headcanons for it!

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1. Bendy can walk from one paper to another and long as they are touching in enough zones for him to move. He does this if his paper needs to be replaced because of damage.

2. Henry once gripped the paper a bit too hard and hurt Bendy, it took around twenty apologizes and 5 drawings of bacon soup cans to get Bendy to forgive him. Yes, Bendy can eat things drawn for him as long as they’re ‘food’, but bacon soup it’s his favorite. 

3. Bendy likes to greet the cardboard cutouts, it freaks Henry out a bit.

4. DON’T FOLD THE PAPER AND SAVE IT IN YOUR POCKET HENRY, YOU CAN SUFFOCATE THE LIL’ GUY.

5. Henry might hum a little old tune if nervous, and Bendy joins him after a while. They are both scared, but no one can resist music from the days.

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After the tenth drink, the bartender called Henry to pick up Bendy.

“Yeah, uh—can you make it quick? The little guy is literally bouncing off the walls in here! And he’s melting! Yeah, no—Henry he’s literally—and he just threw up. Oh. Oh God. God there’s so much ink. Just get over here, Henry and pick your little freak-show up.”

Needless to say, until Bendy gains a better tolerance for alcohol he’s not allowed back in.
Comic featuring my OC Cellie the Cat! Bonus panel beneath the cut!

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MY BULLY IS HOT

It’s a warm spring afternoon on the soccer field at a high school. There’s soccer practice for the Boys Junior Varsity. The boys are in uniform: white with yellow stripe jersey and dark blue shorts. 

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!” yells Soccer Coach. The team is practicing a game. There’s a few seconds left. One player, name Henry, has the ball. He’s rushing to the net. He’s doing his best to avoid being tackled by other opponents. “Five seconds! All or nothing!” says the Soccer Coach. Henry kicks the ball to the soccer net, goalie misses. Henry and his team cheers. The coach blows his whistle. “Time. Team 2 wins” says Soccer Coach. Henry celebrates with his teammates. “Nice. Nice. Good job, everybody. See you tomorrow, same time. Hit the showers first” advised by the Soccer Coach. 

Henry walks back inside the school with his team. The team heads back to the locker room. Henry opens his locker and finds it empty. Henry is immediately confused. He then starts freaking out. “Where’s my bag? Guys, where the fuck is my bag?” asked Henry. His team looks back at him, some shrug their shoulders, and others ignore him. Henry quickly goes from freaking out to pissed off. “If you want your bag, follow the GPS to Loser City” says Henry’s teammate. Henry looks back at him, even more confused. “What the hell are you talking about?” asked Henry. Henry looks around and finds a sign says “Your answer lies in a field of cars”. Henry is getting annoyed already. Henry leaves. 

Henry rushes to find his bag. As he’s walking along in the school, he keeps seeing signs on the wall reading “Getting warmer, Henry”. He does. He moves closer to the way of the parking lot. Henry walks up to the door that has the same sign but reading “Getting hot, Henry”. Henry opens the door and heads out to the side parking lot for students. 

Henry is walking with purpose. He’s getting angrier and angrier. He sees a sign on the hood of a car. He walks up closer to read it. It says “It lies on something slow and cheap…Like you”. Henry picks up the paper, rips it half, and throws it away. 

Henry sees another sign on the hood of a late ‘90s mini van. He jogs to the mini van. Once he gets there, he sees the sign reading “Sup, bitch”. He turns around and is crowded by five guys. The guy in the middle, his name is Frank. He’s smirks at he stares into Henry’s eyes. Henry sees Frank. Frank is wearing a tanktop, shorts, and sneakers. Frank is muscular, tanned, and has gel in his hair. Henry is angry, nervous, but also turned on by Frank’s presence. He can’t stop looking at Frank’s torso. “Looking for your bag, faggot” says Frank. “Just give it to me, Frank. You had your little scavenger hunt fun” says Henry. Frank laughs and smiles. Another thing Henry is weak for. Frank’s beautiful smile. He’s a fucking model but an asshole. Frank and his boys starts attacking Henry. Nobody is around. “Want your bag so much, faggot? Huh? You want it? You want it?” asked Frank as he’s kicking Henry in the guts as he lies on the concrete.

The next day, Henry arrives back to school sore. He meets his friend, Alex at his locker. “Hey, Alex”. Alex, a cool chick. “When are you gonna tell the school Frank’s being an asshole to you?” asked Alex. Henry acts confused for Alex. But she’s not buying it. “Henry, Frank posted about the little scavenger hunt beatdown on Instagram. It got 150 likes”. says Alex, trying to worry Henry. It’s working. Henry knows he’s gotta do something. “I know it’s cliche to tell your teacher or your counselor but are you gonna spend the rest of high school being Frank’s tormentor?” asked Alex. Henry thinks about it. 

In the bathroom, Henry finishes taking a piss at one of the urinals. He goes to the sink to wash his hands. While he’s washing them, door opens, Frank walks in. “Well hello, Henry”. Henry sees Frank. He turns off the faucet. Henry slowly steps back away from Frank. Frank then slowly walks towards Henry. “What’s wrong, Henry? Just wanna say hi” says Frank. Henry continues to take steps backwards towards the wall. Frank walks towards Henry, then blocking him. Frank smiles. “Who do you think you are? You think you’re such an awesome soccer player? You think you’re the soccer star? Well you’re not. You’re a shitty player. You suck. You’re waste of space on that field, and you’re a waste of space on this Earth”, Frank tells Henry so harshly. Henry feels very badly from that. He’s hurt. Frank looks at him with those dreamy brown eyes. Frank removes his shirt revealing his sexy torso and abs before kissing Henry passionately. Frank rushes to remove and pull Henry’s pants down and gives him a blowjob. Henry puts his hands on the back of Frank’s head as he’s giving him head. Henry starts moaning as Frank is blowing him hard as fast. 

“Henry!” yells Alex. Henry snaps out of it. He sees Alex. He sees where he is and realizes it was just a dream. “I’ll handle it, Alex” says Henry. Alex still looks worried and skeptical. 

Later that day, Henry is in math class. In his math class is Frank and his friends. Their teacher, Mr. Fischer, is writing down linear equations on the board. While his back is against the class, Frank and his friends throw paper balls at Henry. Most of the shots hit Henry’s head. Frank and his friends laughs. But Henry tries to ignore them. “Faaaaggot. Faaaaagot” whispers Frank and his friends. Henry is getting angry. And mostly because his teacher is too stupid to not realize it. But the rest of the class do realize it but they do nothing. 

After school, Henry goes to the boys locker room for soccer practice. He’s with his teammates as he changes. He unpacks his bag and starts wearing his soccer uniform. He puts on his shorts first and then takes out his jersey. But he’s startled to find “COCKSUCKER” written on his jersey in permanent marker. Henry just stares at his jersey for a good ten seconds before realizing his teammates sees the work done on his jersey. Henry then puts the jersey back into his bag and thinks. Minutes later, his teammates leaves to go for practice. Then it was just him in the locker room, still thinking on what to do. 

On the soccer field, Henry arrives wearing his full uniform with “COCKSUCKER” written on his jersey. Some of his teammates snickers. The coach sees Henry. “Henry”. Henry tries to hold back his tears. “I’m ready, coach”. The coach sees Henry’s pain. “Just borrow a jersey from my office”. Henry leaves. The team still chuckles. “Shut up” says the coach to the team. Henry came back in a different jersey for practice. 

Two hours later, he waits to be picked up. He’s surprised to find Frank, waiting out front as well. Henry looks away, hoping Frank doesn’t see him. But Frank sees him. Frank just stares at Henry and doesn’t do anything else. 

Then, a car pulls up. The driver, Henry’s mother. “Hi, Henry” says Henry’s mother. Henry gets in the car. Henry’s mother sees Frank. “Hi, Frank!” says Henry’s mother. Frank sees Henry and his mother. Henry doesn’t want Frank to come over. “Mom, don’t.” says Henry’s mother. “Why?” asked Henry’s mother as Frank walks over to the car. “Don’t you drive, Frank?” asked Henry’s mother. “I do, but my nephew’s borrowing it for the weekend. Waiting for my sister to pick me up” says Frank. While Frank is talking to Henry’s mother, Henry is trying to not look at Frank’s biceps. “Come to our house for dinner” says Henry’s mother. 

Frank joins Henry and his family for dinner. Frank talks to Henry’s family about his school life, what his plans are after high school, and if he’s dating anyone…He’s not. After dinner, Henry reluctantly goes to his bedroom with Frank. Frank sees Henry’s room. He looks around, very deeply. Henry watches him. He starts become annoyed by him again. “You gonna judge my room as well?” asked Henry. “Calm down, Henry” says Frank. Henry is not having it. Frank winks at Henry. Frank continues to walk around the room, checking out Henry’s stuff. Henry looks at Frank’s ass. It’s a nice ass. Frank sees Henry has his own bathroom. “Can I use your bathroom?” asked Frank. Henry lightly nods. Frank goes into the bathroom and walks up to the toilet without closing the door. At first, Henry doesn’t think of it too much. But when Frank unzips his pants and proceeds to take a piss with the door open, he looks away. “Dude, the door” says Henry. Frank doesn’t say anything. He just goes on his business and pisses in Henry’s toilet with Henry’s bathroom door wide open. Henry slowly turns and sees Frank’s 8 inch dick. He’s getting a boner real quick. He freaks when he sees Frank is looking back at him. “Like what you see?” asks Frank. 

Henry is freaking out. He’s not sure what to do. Frank finishes pissing. He flushes the toilet and walks back to the bedroom with his dick hanging out of his zipper. “What the fuck?!” whispers Henry. Frank walks closer and closer to Henry. Before Henry knows it, Frank’s 8 inch dick is right in front of him. He looks at Frank’s in the eyes. “I’m so confused” says Henry. “You’re the cutest kid I’ve ever met…But I still got a reputation to maintain” says Frank. Henry starts to gets it. He looks at Frank’s dick. The uncut, 8 inch of powerhouse. Henry starts blowing Frank. Frank pulls down his pants and underwear. He leans in closer, Henry grabs on Frank’s ass. Henry is blowing Frank deep and hard. Henry gags as he realizes Frank’s dick is a little too big. But he keeps sucking his dick. Frank smiles at he looks down on Henry. 

Knock knock. “Boys” says Henry’s father. Henry immediately stops. Frank pulls up his pants. “Yes, dad?” asked Henry. “I just spoke with Frank’s parents and they said it’s cool if he sleeps over. Are you cool with it, Frank?” asked Henry’s father. Henry and Frank looks at each other. Frank knows what answer Henry’s hoping for. “Yeah, it’s cool” says Frank. “OK, cool. Just don’t make too much noise after 11″ says Henry’s father. “OK, dad” replies Henry. Henry and Frank waits a few seconds. “I thought you have a reputation to maintain” says Henry. Frank turns Henry around. He slaps Henry’s ass. Henry laughs. Frank slaps Henry’s ass again. “Frank”. Frank removes Henry’s jeans. He grabs onto Henry’s ass. “What are you doing?” asked Henry. Frank pulls Henry’s underwear down and begins eating Henry’s ass. Henry reacts like he never reacted before. The feeling is somewhere between cold and wet and extremely ticklish. Frank rubs Henry’s back from top to bottom as he’s eating his ass. 

“You’ve wanted me since the day we’ve met” says Frank. “Um…well” says Henry but Frank shuts him up by pushing his tongue down inside Henry’s asshole. This is the best feeling Henry has felt in a long time. 

It’s Friday night. Instead of hanging out with their friends, Henry and Frank spent the night giving each other blowjobs and rim jobs. When it came to Monday, Frank stole Henry’s math homework. Frank cheated on Henry’s Chemistry test, and Frank texts him “The only thing sadder than your entire life is Alex dating you because she feels sorry for you, cause she knows you’ll never amount to anything you stupid fag”. But the next day, Frank fucked Henry in the back of his car. And then it repeats until Frank finally confesses his love for Henry to the entire school…twelve months later. 

Gangsey Text Communication Post TRK headcanon

  • So we know everyone in the gangsey is hopelessly in love with another and now that they are going to be separated, they have to be in communication on a regular basis, yes/yes?
  • So Ronan dreams up a phone for Opal so that she can talk to Adam and the others whenever she wants.
  • Adam at first objects; “Opal is too young for a phone, Ronan. Also what about her penchant for chewing on everything … She’ll destroy it” (Adam is super careful with his possessions so this is an legit concern, you know?)
  • Ronan just scoffs. “Just because you didn’t get your first phone until you were 18 doesn’t mean that’s normal, Parrish.” Ronan promptly has to dream several different prototypes until he can make one that can withstand Opal’s teeth. He doesn’t tell Adam, ofc.

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“Now, do the boys treat you differently or do they treat you like one of the guys?” The interviewer asked.

You let out a soft chuckle, which created Henry to smile. He watched you closely, feeling drawn to you without any idea why.

“They treat me like I’m one of the guys.” You stated. “I mean, when I first came on set, Jared and I had a scene and that jerk farted while I was in the middle of saying my line. I almost threw up, it was that bad.”

Both you and the interviewer laughed, filling the air. You glanced around hoping no one heard you snort. When your eyes met Henry’s you felt your breath hitch and your heart stop for a moment.

He smiled at you, giving you a warm sensation through out your body. Of course you knew who he was, everyone did. You couldn’t help but be attracted to the guy.

“Thanks for your taking your time out and talking with us.”

“Of course! Thank you.” You muttered. You propped up to your feet, getting ready to walk back to the green room where the boys waited for you.

But before you left, you glanced back to Henry, though he was already gone. You felt your stomach drop, and your lips fall.

Turning around you started toward the door, and in that moment you crashed right into someone, almost knocking you down to the ground.

“Crap! I’m so sorry!” You exclaimed, adjusting yourself.

“Don’t be, I’m not sorry at all.”

You looked up and met Henry’s eyes. The immediate rush of chills covered you as blood rushed up to your cheeks.

“Oh h-hey, hi.” You stuttered, flustering before him.

Henry only but chuckled. The moment you walked in, he was taken aback by your beauty. He was drawn to every feature of your face and the curves of your silhouette. He couldn’t even focus on the interview.

“I’m Henry.” He smirked, gazing into your eyes.

“I’m Y/N.” You exhaled.

“That’s a beautiful name.”

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The boys were in the room, snacking on candy and cracking jokes.

Jared took a swig of his water, and nudged Jensen’s side. “So are you going to tell Y/N today?” He asked.

Jensen shrugged his shoulders and nodded. “Yea, I think I am.” He smiled when you popped up in his mind. “I mean, now that Danneel and I are done, there’s nothing holding me back.”

Jared flashed a smirk, “it’s about time! I’m so happy for you man. Seriously. I know how much Y/N means to you and I just want you to be happy.”

“Thanks man. You have no idea how happy that girl makes me just by being herself.” J chuckled.

You ran right inside, a smile plastered on your face. “Oh my god! You guys will never guess what happened!”

“What? Did you get groped by a cosplayer again?” Misha chuckled.

“Did you find the Star Wars merchandise?” Rob asked.

You shook your head, heart still pounding profusely in your chest. “Nope.” Your cheeks ached from smiling so much. “Henry freaking Cavill just asked me out to dinner tonight!” You squealed.

Both Jared and Jensen shared a glance, and you were able to notice the disappointment in Jensen’s face. He was more than bummed, he was hurt. Feeling as if he were punched in the gut.

“Wait isn’t that the superman guy?” Misha asked, stuffing his face with some food.

“Oh yea. I’m going on a date with superman!” You exclaimed.

Jensen looked down at his feet, clenching his jaw tightly.
As you went on and on about how happy you were, Jensen felt sick. Nauseated.

Without a word, he walked out of the room. You noticed as the door closed behind him.

“I’ll be back.” You muttered, following Jensen out of the room.

As he was down the hall, you called out his name. “J! Jensen wait up!”

He stopped mid step, and quickly glanced back at you. His eyes slightly widened. “Y/N?”

“Hey you okay?” You asked trying to catch a breath.

He forced a smirk and nodded. “Yea of course. I just needed a little fresh air.” He lied.

You furrowed your brows, and crossed your arms over your chest. “Cut the crap Ackles. I had to put up with you for two years now, I know when you’re lying.” You muttered. “What’s wrong? You can always talk to me.”

He felt his body shiver as your hand laid gently on his arm. His heart paced and his palms covered in sweat. With on deep gulp, he looked up and felt the words fall out of his lips. “I’m in love with you.” He blurted.

Christmas Carols

Prompt: Can you write one where the reader and Chris have a rough patch in their relationship, they break up, she ends up going out with another celebrity (like maybe Ryan Reynolds) and Chris has to fight to get her back?

A/N: The truth is that I can’t imagine Ryan with someone that is not Blake haha, so I’m gonna write with the one and only Henry Cavill. I love Chris and Henry. I freaked out in those awards. Also, this was inspired by a “Love Actually” scene. I hope you like it. As always, THANK YOU for reading.

Warnings: ReaderxChrisxHenry Cavill. Fluff?

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“You’ve been very distracted today, baby” I hear the voice of my boyfriend Henry; it was like an echo but since he’s walking towards me It wasn’t that far. I’m sitting in our kitchen worktop. He’s staying between my legs, he kisses my neck as I cross my arms around his. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, I was just thinking some recipes I’d like to make” I force myself to smile, but I know he’s not convinced. I sighed and looked down.

“You sure?” He uses his thumb to lift my chin. I nodded. I leaned to kiss him. He takes his space and caressed my cheek slowly. I placed my head feeling his warm touch.

“I love you” I murmured. And I do. I love Henry. He’s amazing. But this day, this date is killing me. I hate having the idea on my head that those are not the deep blue eyes I want to get lost into. At least not today.

“I love you too, baby. I’ll order pizza, so you don’t have to wonder into those crazy recipes” I smile, I leaned again to approach my lips to his soft and pinky lips.

“Ok” I whispered against his lips. He gives me a short kiss before leaving me there, with my mental war. I take a grape and throw it to the calendar. December 22th. That number is the reminder of an anniversary that’s never going to happen again. I hate myself right now.

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“I think that’s the pizza, I’ll open” I kiss Henry, but he grabs my arms to sits me in his lap and kiss me a little bit more. I take a step back from him laughing. I keep laughing until I open the door. It disappeared. Chris was standing in front of me. The first thing he did was putting his finger in his lips in sign of me to not talk. But even if I could, I couldn’t be able to articulate a word. He grabbed his cardboards. I looked at the one that was in the front.

“Is it the pizza, baby?” I heard Henry yelling.

“Tell him that they’re Christmas Carols” That was written in the first one.

“They’re Christmas Carols, love” I made emphasis in that last adjective. I just heard an “ok” and Chris sighed. And some Christmas carols started to sound from his coat.

“Today is a special day”. He took it away to let me read the rest.

“And it’s not because I realized I was a jerk for letting you go” I look down trying to hold my smile. When I look up, there’s a new one.

“It’d be our anniversary. And I know you thought about it, at least once.” He watched me expecting me to respond at his affirmation. I slowly nodded.

“I made a lot of mistakes, but the biggest one was not fighting for you and letting you go” I felt tears running through my cheeks. Chris sighed again and changed the cardboard.

“You’re the love of my life” my hand went to my chest and I tried to keep calmed.

“And I know I’m yours”

“I also know he’s great, he makes you happy. I understand. You deserve it” the song was almost over and there was a couple cardboards.

“Because it’s you. And I will love you until my last breath”

“I will always, always love you” that was the last one. I nodded, I didn’t know what to say. He imitated my action and grabbed the cardboards again. He turned back and started to walk away. Then, I realized…

thedashingswan  asked:

Oh gosh Blee. I'm reading Every Letter rn. It's so good I don't have words. A few sentences into the first chapter and I was already crying because of my tiny babies. I just realised I'm such a sucker for epistolary genre. I love this story so much. I love Emma, I love Killian, and baby Henry is so cute!!! I freak out every time they sign the end of their letters with "your best friend" ahhhh. I find their banter so perfect (1)

(2) I often loled at their jokes, it’s an emotional rollercoaster: I pass from crying to grinning constantly. I can’t pull away from this fic. I have a question tho… Every touch is chronologically parallel to EL, right? So if I want to read them at the same time when should I start? Or is better to finish EL and then start ET?

Aaaaagghhhh, I’m glad you like it, dear!!! <33

Every Touch was kind of an unexpected side project (which is still unfinished, thanks to writer’s block; at this point I think maybe I can’t find my words because then that would mean the story would be like over, over so it might be my subconscious clinging to it) and idk that I’d call it “parallel” to Every Letter, since there are fewer chapters and things kinda jump around. I made it so it should probably be read post-EL, but if you want to read them in complete order:

  • Ch 1-2 EL
  • Ch 1 ET Killian’s part (happens towards the end of Ch 2 of EL)
  • Ch 3 EL
  • Ch 1 ET Emma’s part (happens in Ch 3 of EL sometime during the year between that first phone call and the one where she tells him she’s going to move)
  • Ch 4-7 EL
  • Ch 2 ET (happens in Ch 7 of EL when Killian leaves to go get his things and grab food from Granny’s to bring back to Emma’s apartment)
  • Ch 8 EL
  • Ch 3 ET (occurs in Ch 8 of EL after Emma leaves Henry with Killian to go on a date with Walsh – or, skip it if the Walsh sex scene is too squicky. I did mark that section off if you wanna read the other parts of the chapter but not that one)
  • Ch 9 EL
  • Ch 4 ET
  • (Ch 5 of ET will be set immediately after Ch 4 of ET… when I finally fckin finish it…)
  • Ch 10 EL

I know that looks confusing as fuck, but WELP. That’s what I got. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯