#chris talks🍾

[champagnesprays]

i'm sooo tempted to write something about poly!f1 (namely reader with charles, lando and danny, my baby boys), soo if anyone wants to suggest some little scenario, hit me up in the inbox! :)

[champagnesprays]

reblogging this from my old side blog for the sake of continuation!

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

listening to music

reading

creating

speaking and learning foreign languages

time with my family and friends

not listed in order, everything's kinda equal i guess.. thank you for asking me!:) and i'm sorry that it took me so long to answer! i don't use this blog anymore so i was thinking about how to answer while also incorporating my new main where i moved (turns out i can just reblog it lol)

[twelveozpepsi]

- In the same day:

• Chris TikTok Banned./ Deactivated (?)

• Matt Deletes every TikTok. Except 1.

{edit: Matt put 1/2 his tiktoks back 1-7-23)

• Nick number of his posted TikToks went from +500 - 83.

• The last thing Matt posted, before all their accounts trimmed down was: “im sick of her ass” audio; caption: “you’re never gonna find another someone like me.” (Mass deletes)

~ Y’all I’m reallllyyyyy starting to believe something up.. Thoughts - hot takes?

- Current Fan Theories:

• Management: Laura/Madi falling-out, Contract Ending/Breaking it, or simply moving on; growth.

{edit: highly unlikely at this point about management (bummer), Nick & the boys liked a Z-Star post last night from Trilly’s show 1-7-23}

• Re-Brand 2024, deep cleanse.

• Clout? Stirring the pot like Panera Girl to get us talking then drops “Yesterdays Problems” & same w/ Nick’s project.

• Pre-Filmed: December was a pre-recorded videos month. Theory is they had to pre-film to then go about finalizing the separation of Z-Star & Triplets contracts. Note: 1st week back from pre-filmed content, MASS DELETES, PURGES MERCH, & HINT at things tied to Laura making money for or w/ triplets. Like matt deleting TikToks few hours into being posted to not have $$$ off of it, that then goes to Laura long the way.

• Matt’s whole TikTok being about a girl he’s not longer talking to, & his tough guy phase was him grouchy from a breakup type situation or something long those lines. {doesn’t clear up all 3 of them purging their accounts}

~ SOOOOO… Happy 2024🎉🍾 (lol), no seriously let me know if you guys agree or if you think it’s multiple of these reasons? None. Lmk let’s talk.

[mochie85]

Congratulations!!🎉🎈🍾

Could you please do fluff prompt 48 You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” with Tom and shorter reader?

Falling Star

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Summary: It's Hollywood's biggest night and Tom is hoping to win more than just an Oscar. A/N: Part of my 1k Celebration and @the-slumberparty week 3 writing challenge: Something New. I've never written short-reader trope before. Thank you to @lokisgoodgirl for being my BETA reader and @michelleleewise for some great ideas. I don't know how I could continue to write without your ladies' endless support 😘😘😘. And thank you to @huntress-artemiss for the request. Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader Word Count: 2.1K Warnings: Fluff Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Tom looked into the mirror as he rinsed the suds off his hands. Shaking off the excess water, he reached for a towel and dried them. He looked straight into his eyes, trying to keep the nervousness at bay.

It’s a big night for you. You’re going to do fine. You’re probably not going to win anyway, Tom sighed. Just focus on one thing and the rest of the night will go smoothly.

He ran his hands through his hair and pinched his bow tie one last time before he made his way out into the lobby. Focus on one thing, he repeated in his head.

These award shows always leave him a nervous wreck. He never expects to win. When he does, of course, it’s great, but then it brings on a whole new emotion of excitement and anxiety.

When he doesn’t win, it tends to be worse. He has to find that right balance of remorse and humbleness so that the media doesn’t portray him in an evil lie.

Oh, he could read the tabloids now, “And the Oscar goes to…, not Tom Hiddleston.” Or “Hiddles angry that he didn’t win his Oscar. Pictures and commentary on page 3.” He laughed about it internally, a smile on his face as he fixed his cufflinks.

“Come on man. Took you long enough,” Chris exclaimed patting his back. “I think they stuck most of us in the same row.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful. It’d be nice to see some familiar faces again.” Tom recounted the last time he saw anyone from The Avengers movie. The movie that brought together and cemented the friendship of seven individuals.

“I think Scarlet wants you to sit next to her.”

“Oh no. Does she?” Tom fretted.

“What?” Chris wondered.

“She’s been trying to set me up with one of her acquaintances,” Tom rolled his eyes.

“She can be quite persistent,” Hemsworth laughed.

Tom sighed as he accompanied Chris across the massive lobby. The plush red carpet matched the dramatic drapes hung from the ceiling. At the end of the hall was a grand staircase leading upstairs to the auditorium's main entrance.

The two friends stood in line waiting to ascend the stairs as photographers and reporters lined the banisters calling out their names, hoping to get an interview. Tom tried to drown out the noise. He tried to focus on one thing before he went crazy, and his anxiety took over. Tom took a deep breath. Just focus on one thing, he chanted in his head.

He opened his eyes and focused on the first thing he saw, an intricate design of beadwork and crystal that was in front of him. Tiny gold stars were scattered on a black sateen gown. They clustered at the top hem of the dress and sporadically fell towards the bottom. The back of the gown was secured by a beaded pin of a crescent moon, gracing your bare lower back. The whole gown looked like star fall plummeting in the night sky.

“Chris,” Tom whispered. “Is this whom I think it is?” Tom stared hard at your graceful figure. Not once taking his eyes off you. Chris gazed hard at you trying to see whom Tom was talking about.

“Ayee...yup. Yes, that’s her.”

“Didn’t she win the Oscar last year for…”

“Yes. I believe she did.” Chris mused.

“Is she up for anything tonight?”

“I think she’s presenting, actually.”

You gathered your dress, preparing to walk up the imposing staircase. Looking around you making sure you were not going to trip on your own outfit, you held your left hand out to steady yourself as you took that first step.

Tom, sensing you needed help, took your outstretched hand. “May I escort you up the stairs?”

The sudden voice and unexpected contact must have shocked you. You looked up at him with a startled expression and a blush on your face. A small smile graced his lips as he noted the sparkle in your eyes.

“Thank you,” you whispered, as photographers flashed their cameras at your interaction. Tom held your hand firmly as you gathered the rest of your dress in your other hand. Focused on making each step, Tom held on to you tightly, becoming the anchor you needed in such a cumbersome gown. “They must have altered this dress three times already just for me. But they can’t seem to get the length right. Even with me in heels,” you admitted shyly.

Tom laughed, finally noticing the height difference between you two. He was so used to towering over everyone, he never really gave it much thought.  “Well, it looks lovely on you. You look beautiful tonight.” You looked up suddenly at his compliment. Heat radiating down your skin. Your eyes arrested his thoughts and hitched his breathing, making him at a loss for words.

“The…uh…the dress. The dress is quite beautiful. Oh, not to say that you’re not beautiful. You are! You’re beautiful. In the dress. Oh, God. Please tell me I haven’t botched this up completely?” He stuttered, hiding his face in his palm. You laughed and squeezed his hand.

You almost fumbled at the top step, if it weren’t for him holding on to you so securely. “Thank you,” you said once again, and he reluctantly let go of you. “Good luck tonight. I hope you win,” you said, cheering him on.

“Thank you. You, too. Me too. I-I mean I hope so,” Tom stumbled on his words. You smiled at him once again, heading inside, leaving him to stare after you.

“Smooth,” Chris said, clapping Tom on his shoulder. “Real smooth.”

“Ugh, I’m a complete knob!”

“Ah, I wouldn’t worry about it. I don’t think she noticed,” Chris said laughing.

Inside, the auditorium was stuffy and pompous. Two hours of everyone with their forged smiles and mock interests. Scarlet did manage to get Tom to sit next to her. She mentioned a friend of a friend who’s a writer for a late-night talk show in Los Angeles. Tom tried his best to be courteous but not commit to anything serious.

Minutes. Hours. They seem to drag by as the night continued up until it was time to announce Best Female Performance in a Leading Role. Tom knew you weren’t nominated for anything tonight, but that didn’t stop him from wondering where you were.

Were you sitting somewhere in the audience with other nominees? Or perhaps you were backstage mingling with some of tonight’s winners. It wouldn’t be long now till they got to the category he was nominated for, which made him nervous.

The heat in the room suddenly increased tenfold and the noise of the audience started to echo in his mind. Their clapping died down as the winner was announced and accepted her award. Focus on one thing. Focus on one thing. He closed his eyes as he took a lungful of air in. Breathing slowly.

Exhaling, Tom opened his eyes and suddenly everything else disappeared. Every sound went silent. Every light dimmed, focusing on a central spotlight on stage. And all he could see was you.

You walked out, unaccompanied, to the soundtrack of your award-winning movie. Tom watched you carefully, knowing full well that you were anxious about your dress and stumbling. With a cool look and a smile on your face, you hid your anxiety about tripping. You demonstrated exactly why you were worthy of that Oscar last year. Carefully taking a calculated step toward the podium and ignoring your long, imposing gown.

“Last year, I was very fortunate to stand up on this very stage and accept the award for Best Female Performance in a Leading Role…”

Tom tried to focus on you, instead of the nagging anxiety that was wracking his brain. Your gown had taken on a different hue under the bright spotlights. It had turned to a rich navy blue. The sequences on the stars shone brighter, glittering to gather everyone’s attention.

“This evening will be another night of firsts for me as I present the award for Best Male Performance in a Leading Role.” Tom was awestruck as he watched you on stage. Your smile was charming, and your laughter was contagious.

Tom heard you say his name twice that night. Once when you were reading the nominees. And the next, when you announced that he won. Chris and Scarlett patted him on the back and tried to wake him from his stupor.

“Mate, you better get up there,” Chris whispered, hugging him on his way. Tom was mesmerized. He couldn’t believe that he won. His nervousness threatened to eat him up whole as he stood up and made his way onstage. He remained focused on you instead, clapping for him as he made his way up more stairs.  You handed him his statue along with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

All at once, he faced the audience and didn’t know what to say. “I- uh…” Tom held on to the statue tightly and looked back at you.  You gave him a reassuring smile and he found that your calming presence helped alleviate his anxiety. “I wasn’t expecting to win tonight. Forgive me, I had no speech prepared,” Tom continued as the audience laughed.

He concluded his speech with thanks to the Academy, other nominees, and his friends and family for all their support.  

After a rousing applause, he made his way to follow you off the stage. He’d hoped to escort you like earlier and have another intimate moment with you. As you turned, your foot caught on the front of the dress causing you to fall forward.

In a heroic move, Tom sprinted to your side and caught you. His arms wrapped around your waist as you turned right-side up. He lunged forward before you fell to the floor, cradling your head.

There was a collective gasp from the audience as they watched the scene unfold. A heated blush spread throughout your body.

“Are you all right?” he asked, alarmed.

“Oh, my God. Yes! Thank you,” you stuttered, holding onto his lapels tightly.

“Of course, darling,” he said as he helped you stand back up.

“You seemed to be saving me a great deal tonight,” you gave him an apologetic look as you ran your hands over your dress. Tom offered his arm, and you gladly took it, hoping you wouldn’t trip again. “Oh, God. I’m so embarrassed. I must’ve looked like an idiot out there.”

“Nonsense, you look magnificent,” Tom replied, kissing your hand.

Tom sat in the dining area of the hotel room. Bright morning light shone through the windows as he read the newspapers and magazines sent to the room, along with the room service. It seemed that all anyone talked about was your tumble from last night and how he caught you. Rumors began to spread as everyone gave their opinions on the matter.

“Did Hiddleston win more than just an Oscar last night?” “Secret Relationship: How long have they been together?” “Was it staged?” These were not the headlines he was expecting to read this morning. A small smile crept on his face seeing all the pictures from different angles.

A soft moan stole his attention as you wrapped your arms around from behind him. “Come back to bed.” You gently kissed his neck, and he could still smell the lingering perfume in your hair.

“I ordered breakfast for us, darling,” he said with a soft whimper.

“How very thoughtful of you,” you teased. Tom grabbed your arm and pulled you around to sit on his lap. He noted that you were wearing nothing but his dress shirt from last night. The sleeves were rolled up and the tails sat just at your knees. You were swimming in his shirt, a look that he was starting to like more and more. Your tousled morning hair reminded him of the carnal way you both took each other last night.

“…Unnhh…” you moaned as he hoisted you against the wall. “Take this infernal dress off me. Please.” “With pleasure,” he snarled.

You sat with your legs over the handrest of the chair as you picked up the papers and read them. A scowl formed on your face the more you read. “I’m sorry, Tom. All this over me falling. I didn’t mean to take away from your big night.”

“That’s quite all right darling. As far as I’m concerned they can keep reporting it all they want.”

You looked at him through your lashes. His tall frame and long arms surround you, cherishing you.

“Why?” you asked coyly.

“Because in every picture, I get to see that mesmerizing look on your face.”

“What look?” you provoked.

“The same look I had on my face when I caught you.”

“And what was that?” you giggled.

“Like you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

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[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Have you seen the spotify interview when the boys were talking about ‘I Like It’ ?? Please give thoughts about Changbin floundering and Bangchans SILENCE if you’re interested im losing it 😭😭 briefly became frat boys for a second

I haven't seen the whole interview but I've seen clips on TikTok's and I was low-key smirking the entire time because I just know Chris knew he could not say a single thing about the song w/o there being some criticism to his response 😝😭

Do I think they wrote it? Yeah absolutely 💯 I can figure it out specifically WHICH member.

but I also wonder if it's a song they wrote earlier in their career and didn't realise how fame would impact the repercussion to the song until now.

It does make me wonder if changbin did write it because you're right Chris just let him SUFFER in that segment.

But I do like that it's bringing up the conversation on TikTok's and I've seen it on here about how the parasocial relationship is so intense with stays that there are ppl who aren't biasing Chris or changbin or no longer stanning skz because of the lyrics of the song.

Because I think that's fkn ridiculous honestly when you can just scroll and not listen to it- oh heaven forbid these hot men in their 20s aren't champagne 🍾 confetting it all the time.

It's okay to not like the song if it brings up bad memories or frustrates you or you don't vibe with the lyrics but I feel changing your bias or leaving skz for that song is also a bit too obsessive in nature and bordering those unhealthy dynamics of a parasocial relationship.

[historrietvspellingbook]

Before Amy. Let's talk my ability to #sagitalPlane so am I riding torrie's husband's cock or is he in a blank space suit #VASA bro kin. Behave 😂 like God eventually you can get me a little black book for the corn. Simon says judge me today for Lewinsky's scandal actually makes me the bad guy yet this black Chyna sings for us in a funny little mannAH

Amy 🕸️ iffy when I blew up at Turkey Mountain #stillthehottestpowerlessbottomintheYOUniverseMANKIND🥑🍟🥓🍟🌮🍳🫑🌯🥗🥠🥢🍹🍾🍯🍰🍮🍮🍼🧊🍭🍬🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🥨AARAYAH NAKED?? 😂💗rough tonight??? Are you drunk Sir?...the tool men "buzz Loud House introduction pt.|| " Summer Rae to Cenation.

That was for the one and only WWF Chyna getting in on WAGS screenshots galore numbers gay me game 🎮 fratvictimbttm Twinning a DJ KHALED b.s. motorsport type of way to say not much for a big way I'm stuck on Chris Cuomo's •••√π rev 666 I'm one in a million and his gang took this to a deep place and the cops didn't care so all I have is my girl power. And I love Uma Thurman so much on my behind the scenes tiredness exhaust pipe KIMwin{§} car y = sp? Ice ;( #2day😵‍💫😵😵😵😵😷🤒🤒🤒🤒🤒🤒🤒🤒🤒💯👾🌚😇💤🎉🙉😻💙💚🤍🤍🤍❤️💌I'm so in love with your energy. Al of you SMHLL{3 but I have to re read. This is unreal random pick in Jur' two ettes...

Jiggly puff. And I'm out with the confidence to eckankar tough enough emoji 4 with mr.LevelQuest quoMOtatte(sp?) This is new. Fuck me and they were so like umm... Odnsmkendkmdbnd I tell you so Cody DeAnjcivuvjvhiuggbbkvvgREC YOU have a cheat in me straight married or taken men too

[champagnesprays]

y’all shitting on charles for saying he had fun racing with carlos should just shut your mouths respectfully, i’m just glad he’s happy, smiling and giggling and not sad and depressed!!

[champagnesprays]

i SWEAR to god i’m gonna break something if charles and carlos get a penalty for that maximum lap time

MONZA IS SUPPOSED TO BE THEIR WEEKEND C’MON!!!

[champagnesprays]

initially, i planned the poly!chardando (charles/daniel/lando) + reader to only be fluff, but somehow, bits of smut wiggled its way in..... i apparently cannot control myself... i'm also almost 1.4k words in and probably still not halfway there, when i planned this to be short🤦‍♀️ how do you writers keep your stories short? i can't seem to do it lol

but i can't wait to finish it, even though it's taking me forever😅

[champagnesprays]

if lando gets his first win today, i’m seriously gonna cry

[champagnesprays]

as much as i love carlos i’m BEGGING for charles to be on the podium today pleeeeeaaaaseee

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i just hope lando's not too sad and beating himself up for missing out on the podium today in the sprint race:( he looked a bit pissed walking to the garage (still had a helmet on though, so difficult to judge...)

[champagnesprays]

THE FIGHT FOR POLE IS ON, FORZA FERRARI!!! 🕯️🏎️

[champagnesprays]

but lando is really close to george and carlos….. WHAT IF LANDO GETS HIS FIRST WIN TODAY?

[champagnesprays]

first, charles wins his home race and now, our national hockey team wins the world championship at home😭😭😭 today has truly been an emotional rollercoaster but i’ve enjoyed it soooo much

[champagnesprays]

OSCAR’S FIRST PODIUM WOOOHOOOOOO!!🥳