#he’s got the hiddleston vibes

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I can’t believe this is Rick’s first English language debut. 😁

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Hot dayum I can’t wait!

Das Boot season 4 trailer, premiere 23.9.2023 on Sky

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Distractions- Chapter 16

Distractions Masterlist

Pairing: Reader x FWB!Tom Hiddleston

Series Warnings: SMUT, fluff, angst, friends with benefits

You spent the majority of your twenty hour trip back to London trying to convince yourself that nothing had changed between you and Tom. He was still your best friend, and the sex was still casual. The only reason the night before felt different was because you were on a holiday-high and maybe a little too immersed in the aloha vibes of Hawaii.

Part of you felt bad for Tom. He seemed so disappointed, almost hurt, when you left so suddenly, but then you thought of that text from Evelyn, and it reminded you that you weren’t the only one he was sleeping with. He’ll get over it, you thought.

As much as you would miss Hawaii, and Tom, you were glad to be back in London and that you had a couple of weeks to get some space from him. You needed that time to shake this unnecessary jealousy. 

When you arrived home, you were so exhausted that you went right to bed, but you woke up in the middle of the night to see you had two messages from Tom.

Going back to work was hard, to say the least. It wasn’t just adjusting from being on holiday either. There were several issues just waiting for you to resolve, because apparently you were the only one with the competence to handle them. You also learned that your substitute had made a continuity error; one that was subtle enough that no one else on set seemed to notice, or care, but it wasn’t up to your standards, and you were worried it might mar your reputation in the SFX community. Unfortunately, it was too late to rectify the issue, so you just had to live with it.

The upside of your department being a total shit show was that it kept you busy. You didn’t have much time to dwell on what happened in Hawaii. You and Tom didn’t talk much over the next couple of weeks either, which you told yourself was a good thing. That being said, he was still your best friend and you missed him. So on your last day of filming, you were pleasantly surprised to get a text from him.

The next two hours felt excruciatingly long. You were both excited and nervous to see Tom again, and it was all you could think about until the director finally announced that shooting had wrapped.  You jumped up from your chair and rushed back to your trailer to gather your things and left, saying hasty goodbyes on your way out. Then you went straight to Tom’s. 

When you entered the house, Bobby came bounding up to greet you, barking and wagging his tail. “Bobbers!” you squealed as you knelt down to greet him. He immediately began licking your face as you scratched behind his ears. “Aw, I’ve missed you, buddy!”

“He missed you too,” came Tom’s voice as he appeared from the lounge in a t-shirt and jeans. He smiled and held out his arms as he approached you. 

“How are you, Tommy?” you asked as you stood up and he wrapped you in a warm hug. 

“Glad to be home,” he replied, pressing his cheek to your head. “How are you?”

You sighed. “Glad to finally be done with this project.”

He pulled away to look at you. “How do you feel about wine, pizza, and a film?”

“You know me too well, Hiddleston,” you told him, smiling. 

While Tom went to fetch the wine, you made yourself comfortable on the sofa with your feet tucked to the side. You got to ordering the pizza and Bobby wasted no time jumping up into your lap and settling in. 

“Have you finally warmed up to pineapple on pizza now that you’ve spent so much time in Hawaii?” you called from the lounge. 

Tom’s laugh echoed from the kitchen before he appeared with two glasses of wine in hand. “Try as you might, darling, you will never get me to like pineapple on pizza.”

You put your hands up in defense. “Just thought I’d check.” 

After handing you your glass, he sat down next to you, giving Bobby a little pet on the head before resting his hand on your ankle. “So what are we getting?”

“Our usual,” you replied. “A large supreme pizza– half with no olives– and an order of garlic bread.”

“Excellent. And what are we watching?”

“Must I make all the decisions?”

“Alright then, we’re watching Heat.” He picked up the remote and turned on the television.

“Ugh, fine, I’ll pick something,” you said, rolling your eyes and snatching the remote from him. 

After the pizza arrived and you finished eating, Tom moved to sit behind you with his legs on either side of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck. Your eyes fell closed and you hummed with delight. 

“I missed you, Sweets,” he mumbled against your skin. 

“You did, did you?” you teased, reaching back and scratching his scalp.

“Mmhm.” While his lips explored your neck and shoulder, one of his hands slipped under the waistband of your leggings and into your panties. 

You let out a pleasured sigh when you felt a finger glide through your slick folds. “I think you can tell I missed you too.”

“It seems that way, yeah,” he replied, snickering in your ear. 

He leaned back on the sofa, one arm still wrapped around your waist, pulling you back with him. You draped your legs over his and he spread them as wide as he could, giving his fingers easy access to glide deep inside of you and curl to message your g-spot. You groaned at the welcomed intrusion, your head falling back against his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed your temple while his free hand slid down to join the other between your thighs, instantly finding your clit and rubbing light, slow circles around it. 

“Fuck yes,” you moaned, unable to stop from bucking into his hands. For the last two and a half weeks you’d had to do this yourself, with Tom being nothing more than an image in your head. 

“Relax, sweetheart,” he cooed softly. “I’ll take care of you.” 

You let your body melt into him as his long, dexterous fingers played your pussy like a piano, and it was a song he knew by heart. You panted heavily as he brought you closer and closer to your release, and then stopped before you could get there. You whimpered and whined and squirmed. 

“What have I just said, darling?” he warned.

Obediently, you relaxed once again, letting him continue. Once again he expertly stroked your throbbing cunt from the inside and out until you were about to cum, and then left you hanging. By now you were no stranger to his little game of edging, but that didn’t mean it didn’t still turn you into a desperate fucking mess every time. You felt your arousal begin to drip down your ass, and you knew your knickers and leggings were effectively ruined. You could also feel his hard cock against your lower back, no doubt staining his jeans with precum as well. 

“Fuck, Tommy, please,” you begged. “Please let me cum!”

His devious chuckle vibrated against your spine. “Oh, is that what you want? You should have said something!” 

The exasperated groan that left your throat quickly turned to one of ecstasy as he began bringing you back to your peak, this time to fruition. You grabbed his arms for leverage, digging your nails in as you rode out your climax. You heard him hiss in pain, but you knew it only turned him on more. 

When you were finished, Tom gently slid his fingers out of your dripping channel and brought them to your lips. You took them in your mouth and sucked them clean, moaning as you did so, causing his dick to twitch with excitement. 

“Will you be a good girl and remove your clothes for me, darling?” he said sweetly in your ear. 

Without saying a word, you stood up in front of him and stripped, being sure to bend all the way down when you took off your leggings and underwear so he would get an impeccable view of your ass and pussy. Meanwhile, you heard the shuffle of fabric behind you as he removed his shirt and slid his jeans and boxers down. As soon as you were completely naked, he grabbed your hips and pulled you back, guiding you onto his now freed erection. You gasped as you sunk down, feeling that familiar stretch you loved so much. Your slick cunt swallowing his cock ushered a filthy moan from him, and once you were settled on his lap, he pulled you back against his chest again, but slightly harder this time. You spread your legs and draped them over each of his just as you’d done before, but this time he put his feet up on the coffee table for leverage, causing his length to go deeper inside of you. At first, his hips didn’t move an inch while his hands began playing with your tits and he kissed and sucked on your neck. You clenched around him, causing him to grunt, but he still didn’t move.

“I know you’re just as desperate to fuck me as I am.” Another clench. Another grunt. “So why don’t you just do it already?” 

“Because I live to tease you, darling,” Tom whispered in your ear before nipping at the lobe.

“Clearly,” you huffed in frustration, even though it never failed to turn you on when he said things like that. You reached down and began rubbing your clit while simultaneously clenching tightly once again, and that’s when he finally lost his resolve. With a growl, he began thrusting up into you, and the angle was heavenly. So much so, in fact, that you came almost instantly, filling the room with your cries of pleasure.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” Tom groaned at the feeling of you cumming around his cock. He began thrusting harder, giving you no time to recover. You removed your fingers from your clit so you could brace yourself, holding onto his arms which at this point were wrapped tightly around your waist. 

His breath fanned the shell of your ear with every pant and grunt that left his lips. “I’m gonna cum,” he said in a strained voice after several minutes of relentless fucking up into you. “Can you come for me one last time, sweetheart?” His fingers found your clit once more, and it only took a few last strokes to send you over the edge for a third time. You moaned so loud you almost didn’t hear him groan your name as his cock pulsed inside you, filling the condom to its limit. 

Tom held you there for a moment while the two of you caught your breath, occasionally placing light kisses to your neck and shoulder. 

“That was divine,” he said softly, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly behind your ear.

“Mmmm,” you hummed in agreement. 

“Shall I get us some more wine?” he asked, releasing your waist.

“I wouldn’t say no.” You climbed off of him and sat back down on the couch.

After pulling his jeans up and tucking himself back into them, he picked his shirt up off the floor and handed it to you. Then he quickly kissed you on the forehead and left to refill your glasses. 

You chuckled as you looked at his shirt, and then a thought occurred to you that made your stomach suddenly churn. Had Evelyn worn any of his shirts? Had she worn this one? You rolled your eyes and quietly groaned, wishing your brain would just shut up. Maybe you’d just put your own clothes back on this time. 

You got dressed— damp panties and all— and settled back down on the sofa. When Tom returned to the lounge, he looked surprised when he handed you your glass of wine. 

“Going somewhere?” he asked. 

“What?”

He chuckled. “I’m just surprised you’re not wearing my shirt.” He sat down next to you, laying your legs over his lap and resting his free hand on your thigh.

You shrugged. “Kicked the habit, I guess.”

“I hope that’s not true. You know I love it when you wear my clothes.” He winked at you, but you detected a hint of concern in his features.

“Maybe next time, stud.” You took a sip of wine, hoping that was the end of the conversation. Luckily, he didn’t press any further, and the two of you turned your attention back to the film you had forgotten about. 

It was difficult to concentrate on the movie, however. It felt like there was something unspoken between you and Tom, and occasionally, you could have sworn you saw him looking at you from the corner of your eye. You wished you knew what he was thinking. Then again, maybe not.

…

When the credits rolled across the screen, you stretched and set your glass down on the coffee table. “I better get going, Tommy. Thank you for inviting me over.”

Tom looked taken aback. “You don’t want to sleep over?”

“I just think after the long day and the jet lag, you should be able to have your bed to yourself. Get the best rest possible.”

“Can I decide for myself what will give me the best rest possible?” he asked with a chuckle, pulling you fully into his lap. “I haven’t had the pleasure of having you in my bed in over two weeks.”

“How do you still have the energy for more sex?” 

“I didn’t say anything about sex,” he said, a bit confused.

“Then why so insistent on me sleeping over?”

Tom’s face fell, his gaze shifting to the floor. “Nevermind. If you want to go, that’s fine.” He tried to sound light about it, but there was no mistaking the hurt in his voice. 

“Hey.” You cupped his face in your hand and tipped his head back up to look at you. “I’m sorry. I want to stay, I just…” He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to finish. You sighed as you thought of the right words to say. “I just don’t want you to think that I’m trying to be your girlfriend or anything. Hawaii was amazing, but we spent so much time together that I feel like things got a little…muddled… and I don’t want you to think I’ve turned into some boring domesticated cat or something.” You laughed as you said the last bit, hoping he didn’t detect the hint of nervousness in your voice. He gave a half hearted chuckle along with you before you continued. “You’re my best friend, first and foremost, and I’d hate to ruin that by overstepping.” 

A small sort of half smile appeared on his face as he looked down for a moment, then captured your gaze once again as he lightly rubbed his thumb back and forth across your hip. “Don’t worry about that, Sweets. We’re on the same page, I promise.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before sliding his fingers down your jaw to gently grasp your chin. “You think too much, you know that?” The corner of your mouth curled into a smile as he pulled your face towards his and kissed your forehead. “Now, will you please sleep here so we can platonically cuddle all night?”

You laughed. “Well, when you put it that way, how could I say no?” After a beat of laughter between the two of you, you added, “We’re still gonna make out a little though, right?”

“Oh absolutely,” he affirmed playfully. 

You climbed off of him and stood up, holding out your hand. “Well, come on then!”

With a grin, Tom took your hand and the two of you went to bed.

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[scar-lie]

You’re Mine [Scarlett]

Summary : Scarlett got jealous over Tom Hiddleston

Pairing : Scarlett Johansson x Actress ! Fem ! Reader

Warning : Curse, unprotected sex, cock warming, rough sex, praise kink, creampie

Word count : 1,877

ORIGINALLY POSTED IN WATTPAD

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We're here on the set of Civil War. Well, it's 1 a.m., and here we are outside talking around a bonfire, eating marshmallows, and just asking one another

I'm sitting besides Scar, my girlfriend of 3 years now. We sit in a love seat, and my legs are on top of hers. Her right arm was behind my neck, making it like my pillow, and her left hand was in my inner thigh.

Me, Scar, RDJ, Hemsworth, Evans, Lizzie, Anthony, Sebastian, Jeremy, Paul, and Hiddleston, who visited us and decided to stay the night here, and the others are already asleep in their trailer.

"Ok... Ok Y/N," RDJ said, and look at me. I hum.

"So who's the best kisser and sex you have besides Scarlett?" I look at Scar, who was eyeing all of them, giggling. I'm not sure if I should tell her because things can escalate pretty quickly.

Then I see Lizzie, Anthony, and Paul whispering while giggling. Oh no, they're probably thinking this will be a long night for me and Scar.

"I don't think it's appropriate to talk about it," I say, going even closer to Scar and putting my right arms around her waist, then kissing her neck.

"Oh, come on, it's not like Scar will kill them," Robert teases.

"Yeah, it's just a little game; come on," Anthony says, and I roll my eyes at them.

After some time, they started bugging me. I got irritated and sat up straight.

"FINE. FINE!" I yell frustratedly, then I look at Scar, then at Tom, and I sigh deeply.

"It's Tom," I whisper enough for me to hear, well me and Tom got together 6 years ago; we've been dating for over, like, 6 or 7 years; he's one of my greatest loves, what can I say? He's charming, kind, thoughtful, and everything good; even in bed, he's the second best. Of course, Scar is the best in the bedroom; she makes me feel so good that I've never felt it before.

He's the last ex I have, and after him, 1 year later, Scar courted me, and she spent 2 years earning my yes to be her girlfriend. Why did she spend two years courting me? Well, let's just say that after Tom, I have trouble trusting anyone who likes me, so it takes time to say yes.

"What? Louder Y/N, we can't hear you," Hemsworth said, and I closed my eyes tightly and sighed deeply.

"Tom Hiddleston, ok?" I say louder for them to hear and look at Tom.

Then I heard a loud 'ohh. Then I could feel that Scar are getting jealous, so I broke eye contact with Tom.

"So Tom was good in bed, huh?" Anthony teases, so I just nod, then another 'oohh' again.

"Is he rough? Probably yes! Duh, and probably a Daddy vibe." Robert teases and wiggles his eyebrows looking at me, so I just giggle and roll my eyes at him.

"Robert's right; I'm probably rocking your world," Evans teases and winks at me. I just roll my eyes, and then the teasing goes on until Scar gets involved too, saying that if she can rock my world, Tom can do it too.

So I snuggled up to her; she didn't say a single word this whole teasing time. Feeling her jealousy, her jaw was clenching tightly, so I buried my face in her neck and hugged her, then kissed her neck.

"I love you so much," I whisper, only for her to hear. One last tease, and Scar is already beyond her limits.

She just stood up, put me over her shoulder, and just walked off. I looked at them, and they were winking and thumbing up at me.

"You're welcome," Robert mouthed to me, giving me a thumbs up. I just put my middle finger up for him, and they all chuckled.

Scar, go to her trailer, lock the door, go to the bedroom, and throw me on the bed.

"Sca-" I got cut off when she kissed me aggressively, but I melted to it and kissed her back.

She sat up and tore my shirt off, which made me moan and bite my lips. I saw her bulge, so I touched it but got stopped immediately.

"You don't get to touch me, slut." She husked in my ears and grabbed my both wrists and took a silk rope from her nightstand, then tied it in the bedpost.

"Sca-" I got cut off again by her.

"That's not my name, slut." Then she tied it tightly, but not so tight that it could hurt me.

"Sorry, Mommy," I correct myself, that she smirked, then she tore my PJ pants, which left me with a navy blue lace lingerie set.

"I don't like how you acted minutes ago," She whispered seductively in my ears while she was teasing my folds through my thin fabric underwear.

"Is Tom your best sex mate?" she asks, then rips my underwear, which makes me moan.

"N-no..Mommy." Then she started to circle and put pressure on my clit

"Is he that good in bed, slut, huh?" then she starts to suck on my sweet spot, which makes me gasp and throw my head back, tugging the rope.

"Mo-mommy...." I moan loudly, and she sits up, which makes me whine.

"You're too loud, baby." Then she took my ripped underwear and put it in my mouth.

"You look so beautiful like this slut," she said, then tore my bra too and started to suck my tits.

"Mmmmhhh," I moan, arching my back and chest.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" she husked, reaching into her nightstand, then pulling out a vibrator.

"Mmmmhhh," I moan, and then I hear a vibrating sound that makes me moan.

"Mmhh, I'll take that as a no for an answer." She smirks, then continues sucking my breast, then puts the vibrator on my clitoral area, which makes me squirm.

"Mo-momny..mmhh, please." I moan, the words muffled, and tug the ropes, wanting to touch her.

"Look at you, so desperate to touch me, huh?" Then she went lower and lower until she came face to face with my center.

"Mmmhhh, please, Mommy. Please fuck me." I'm begging, but it's all come out muffled because of the fabric in my mouth. Then I arch my hip towards the vibrator, and she slaps my inner thigh.

"Stay," She growled, so I tried my hardest not to buckle my hips.

"Good girl." She praises me, and she blows an air in my clitoral area that makes me throw my head back.

"AAHH!" I moan, wanting her to just fuck the shit out of me, then she starts to lick me.

"Mmhh, so sweet." Then she put three fingers in me, which made me moan louder and arch my back further.

"So wet for Mommy." Then she started to speed up to an inhuman speed that left me panting.

"Such a good girl for mommy, aren't you, slut?" She took off the vibrator, to be replaced by her mouth sucking it hard.

"AAAHGGHHHHHH!" I'm screaming at this point, and she continued her assault, destroying my pussy

"I'm so close; I'm clenching around her fingers, and when I'm near cumming, she suddenly pulls out and takes her mouth off of my clitoral area, which makes me whine.

"Mmmhhh," I whine, and she slaps my pussy, which makes me jolt up, pleasure rushing through my body.

AAAHHMMMMM," I moan, and she teases my folds.

"You think you can cum that easily, slut? Oh, Mommy has many plans for you." She smirks at me and starts to edge me again, leaving me so desperate to cum.

She did that for like 30 minutes, and the fabric in my mouth was long gone minutes ago, and now she was pumping in and out a fake dildo in me.

"Please........please Mommy, let me cum please, I-I'm sorry......aaahhhhh fu-fuck........ Yo-you're the best of....fu-fuck, the best, please Mommy" I'm gripping the rope tightly, knuckles go white, while I throw my head back and my legs are shaking wanting to cum

"Is that so, slut?" Then again she pulled out, leaving me on the edge.

"Mmhh, yes, Mommy, please........ I-I need you-your.....fat cock inside me, filling me up with your warm seed. Please, Mommy." I moan, bucking my hips to nothing, finding some friction to pleasure me.

"Such a slut for me." Then she suddenly trusted in me instantly, then pulled all the way out. That makes me whine.

"Mmmhhhh, please, please mommy, fuck me. Fuck me senseless, please." I'm rolling my hips to reach out for her, and she chuckled.

"So desperate for Mommy, huh?......" Then she put both legs together on her left shoulder, holding it tight.

"I'm going to fuck you real good; I'm going to destroy this beautiful little cunt of yours." Then she trusted hard and faster, making me moan loudly and grip the head board tightly.

"You. Are. Mine. Slut. Mine," She said with a hard trust, and I didn't say anything or moan because of the pleasure I'm receiving; only our skin slapping can be heard all over the room.

"Not. Tom. Not your exes. Nor anyone. You. Are. Mine," She said, and I was a moaning mess under her.

"I'll make you remember it, slut." My legs are shaking, wanting to cum. I'm so close that I'm clenching around her length, which makes her groan.

"Aaahh. I'm go-gonna cum. Please, Mommy, let me cum." She fastened her pace so much that I thought the bed would break.

"Hold it, slut, you don't get to cum without my permission." She's now jackhammering me, which made me squirm, throw my head back, and acrh my chest.

"AAAHHHHHH, I-I... CAN'T HOLD IT!" I scream, and I know she's close too because of her speed and her member twitching inside me.

"Hold it," She demanded, so I kept holding my orgasm until she's chasing her orgasm.

"Cum." With that one word, I cum hard on her, which makes my cum drip down to her balls and thighs to make a wet patch in the bed, and my cum drips down to my ass hole and butt going to the sheet, creating a wet patch too.

With that, she trusted hard and cummed all over inside me. She kept trusting hard, twitching her member inside me while she shot her warm seed inside me.

"AAAAHHHHHH....FUCK!" I scream with her, and she slows down her trusting to help us from our high.

We were panting while she's still trusting, and she dropped my legs down, and she stopped trusting, looking down to see her dick still deep inside me. That made her moan, and she slumbed down in front of me.

Both of our bodies are covered in our own sweat, but we couldn't care less; we're still panting and recovering from our high.

Then she turned us over, so I'm now on top of her, and she buried my face in her chest.

"I want you to cock warm me, sleep baby." And she kissed my head, and I hummed, tired from our hot session.

"I love you so much," She whispers, hovering over my lips, so I smile and peck her lips.

"I love you more," She chuckled, drawing shapes on my back and playing with my hair.

"Not possible, love." We both giggle until she sings me a lullaby that I love the most.

In just a few minutes, I fall asleep with her, happy and content with who we are and what we have right now!

[sirius-crowley-immortaltwinks]

IDEK what to say about this

After a few shots of vodka, my roommates and I came up with a chaotic fancast for the marauders. I have notes but there's literally no context besides random shit written down and I figure it would be criminal to not share this absolute trainwreck with everyone so here it is... Chaotic Marauder Fancast brought to you by drunken thoughts.

Marauders

Tom Hiddleston as Sirius Black

Tom Hiddleston would be a good option to play Sirius Black. He has the capability of having a boyish attitude and sass that Sirius has become known for. Also, Adam. Nuff said.

Rami Malek as James Potter

Look at him. He also has the capability of coming up with that sass and attitude. Imagine him riding a broomstick in a quidditch uniform and that is all.

Robert Sheehan as Remus Lupin

This man could play all of the characters, but he is best suited for Remus Lupin. Unkempt look but in an attractive way. Looks like he could be a werewolf. A lot of the same Remus Lupin mannerisms.

Andrew Scott as Peter Pettigrew

A short little Irish man with a very good skill for acting a villain that's cunning and sneaky and that's why he would be a good option. He would be a very good actor to portray the change from friend to enemy.

Slytherin Skittles

Aidan Gallagher as Regulus Black

Aidan Gallagher has the capability to play an angsty character who's a little bit evil and a little bit good all rolled into one. He's also just got the look and the vibe that Regulus is kind of become known for.

David Tennant as Barty Crouch Jr.

This is partially because when he played Barty in the 4th movie, he didn't get nearly enough screen time in my opinion but the other part of it is because, after watching lots of his filmography, I seriously can't think of anyone better to play it. Unfortunately we would need to make him like 30 years younger and we don't have a time machine.

Michael Sheen as Evan Rosier

I told you it would be chaotic. Maybe it's because I can't see David Tennant without Michael Sheen anymore after GO and Staged but he's also quite similar to Evan in my mind and I think he would play the character very well. Unfortunately... still no time machine tho.

Lisa Kudrow as Pandora Rosier

I mean I was watching Friends and she kinda just stuck out to me and that is why she is now Pandora. I think Lisa has the capability to play someone as wonderful, beautiful and quirky as Pandora. Also I think it would be so sweet and interesting to watch Michael and Lisa play siblings.

Valkyries

(I will admit and say that I don't know nearly enough about the Valkyries so my roommates were the ones that came up these)

Florence Pugh as Marlene McKinnon

I don't really think this one needs explaining but I do think she would be best to play Marlene McKinnon. She's got a fabulous look that would suit Marlene well especially with the fanart seen of her. I mean just look at her.

Nina Sosanya as Dorcas Meadowes

Nina's got the spunk and the attitude that Dorcas has. Mainly pulling from her performance in both GO1 and GO2, I think she is just the most fitting to play Dorcas and would act very well alongside David and Michael (as we've seen) but I think would act very well alongside Florence and Robert.

Emmy Raver-Lampman as Mary MacDonald

Has the capability to play a sweet character but could turn deadly and horrible in 0.5 seconds and that's stunning for her and would work very well for Mary. Also the depths from her pain and everything of her friends dying and then eventually obliviating her memory.

Scarlett Johansson as Lily Evans

Scarlett has the attitude of Lily Evans in real life and honestly she would be stunning. I could totally see James falling in love with Lily if she looked like Scarlett which is one of the main reasons we've cast her as Lily.

Now, we all think that the original fancast that is the most popular is perfect and stunning. This is just some brainrot. Anyway, that is all.

[msfangirlgonewild]

bonus:

He’s damn hot on the right gif (above) 😍

I almost forgot… Your apple.

bonus:

[lokiinmediasideblog]

All 50 honest character prompts for Pre-Seige!Loki

To avoid wank over confusion, this is about this guy.

1. Do you project onto this character?

Yes. In weird ways.

2. Did you always like this character?

I probably started with conflicting emotions, but he was my favorite part of a Thor cartoon movie that introduced me to Norse Marvel (i.e. Hulk vs. Thor (2009)). And I was annoyed his plan was basically foiled by the power of love TM.

In my humble opinion, he's also the best part of old Thor comics because he's kinda funny and bitchy, and has weird "evil" past times. He scratches so many boxes of characters I like. He's like Grendel, Mordred, Cain, Odin, the Devil, and Loki all wrapped up into one character.

3. What first drew you to this character?

I got into Marvel!Loki before before I watched the Thor movies and before Agent of Asgard existed. Funnily enough, it was through Hela. I saw her in that Marvel cartoon mentioned above, and was like "Loki's giant goth daughter is hot, I'm gonna look up her mythology counterpart in Wikipedia." This introduced me to Norse mythology (and I thought myth!Loki was hilarious). Then it was a mixture of MCU!Loki (cus he's adorable) and Norse mythology(they're so funny) that made me want to explore pre-siege comics!Loki.

4. Did you initially dislike/hate this character?

I began to like him out of spite because the narrative annoyed me. The comics just felt overtly congratulatory towards Thor for either being SO VIRTUOUS or SO PHYSICALLY STRONG. He felt like a Gary Stu. Also, to top it off, every woman falls head-over-heels for him and make it their entire personality...

Kind of like how Balder feels in Norse mythology( yes he's my least favorite Norse deity for being such a Gary Stu. And before anyone comes at me: I AM AN ATHEIST! Leave me out of drama.).

I couldn't dislike Loki because I feel he got the narrative short end of the stick. Though sometimes I am annoyed at how he's written or handled. They'll accidentally make him sympathetic, which is hard not to given the conditions he was born into, so they make sure to show him doing something over-the-top evil or have an evil thought bubble the moment he's free to show how justified his treatment is. A lot of it comes off as abuse apologism (in my humble opinion, and fuck it, those comics are old as Odin's balls, so it's actually the case).

5. If this character were a woman, would you honestly still like them? Or in reverse, what if they were a man?

Yes. His reincarnated successor is a woman sometimes. And though he still identified as a man while wearing Sif's body to avoid being harmed by Thor, Lady Loki was interesting and amusing in a fucked up way. ( I am not a fan of the "man wearing a woman's body" aspect. That's basically a transphobic dogwhistle.).

6. Do you have any nicknames or pet names you use for this character?

Bastard Old man, evil sassy bitch, fucking pineapple butt, the fish torturer (he's probably envious that they can swim. He has scaley armor! He WISHES!).

7. Does the character’s age matter to you?

Not really. My favorite is the old man from Loki (2004).

8. Does the character’s looks/design matter to you?

It's nice when he's pretty, but not necessary. I guess I like him when he has a spooky bitch vibe. I love when he has a bunch of buckles and finger gloves like in Siege. And I love that Esad Ribic (e.g. Blood Brothers) gives him a jester-like costume.

Also, lol, but for the longest time I thought the Loki from Kieron Gillen's Siege Loki run has a similar pointy face to the MCU version. But he has no eyebrows, a cowl, and a different eye color. And that was before the casting.

9. Does this character remind you of anyone you know? Does that affect how you see them?

I associate MCU!Loki with a girl I was infatuated with because she was obsessed with Tom Hiddleston. But pre-JiM comics!Loki is maybe myself? He scratches a weird primordial angst I've had over being labeled difficult from a young age.

10. Do you see yourself in this character even without projecting?

Wouldn't that be projecting?

11. How did you “fall in love” with this character?

I find him kinda funny. I love scheming fucks that are hated and shunned by those around them for reasons beyond their control and legitimate reasons born out of their lashing out.

I love villains that think they have things under control but then realize they're way in over their head. He's that villain that occasionally teams up with more powerful entities only to get his ass handed to him, so he ends up seeking Thor help.

Part of it is also my frustration that the narrative and people failed to acknowledge there was anything sympathetic and sad about his circumstances for the longest time. Most sympathy is aimed towards MCU or the pretty reincarnated Loki.

12. If you could write effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what story (s) would you write for this character?

He's basically a royal hostage and a runt. Thor and Loki were not equals. That's angsty as fuck, and I felt it wasn't explored enough. I'd write about him being paranoid, fearing for the day Jotunheim tries anything due to his life being on the line, and knowing he's not considered a great loss by his home realm because he's a runt. And this could be used to showcase Thor's kindness. What if he makes an oath that he won't let Loki be executed in the event that Jotunheim breaks the treaty? (Ultimately dooming Asgard because he gave a future enemy a way to avoid execution (though he can still be tortured in myth-based punishments).). So when Jotunheim breaks the treaty, and Loki's dragged out for execution, Thor confronts Odin about his promise. Loki is allowed to live, though it was done with reluctance.

Also, Loki is a runt who seems to go out of his way to avoid physical fights and uses magic instead. Why has no comic book writer alluded to him being sickly? Like he's a dragon in that panel. Does magic tax him too much?

He was also temporarily blind and made a deal with Dormamu to try to get his sight back, only to have his mind broken and be driven catatonic. It'd be cool if that got explored in modern comics as they're bringing back past storylines. And yay! They've finally acknowledged how fucked up Loki's myth-based punishment is!

I'd also write about Loki and Sif's contentious relationship. He'd end up cutting her blonde hair she's so proud of because she mocked him. And he'd keep it to both mock her and to attempt to look more related to Thor. It's the weird yellow tassel he wears that's been shown to be removable. It's one of my weird HCs about comics!Loki.

13. If you could draw effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what scene (s) would you draw for this character?

Loki with his mouth sewn shut. It's such good angst!!

14. Are you physically attracted to this character?

Not really, but I'm intrigued at the variation of his appearance according to artists. Like they'll give him a face meant to be caricature while simultaneously caking his ass up (see below). There's something interesting going on with his facial features as Loki goes from villain to reincarnated antihero. You could write a media analysis thesis on the physiognomy of villains in Thor comics throughout history.

15. Are your thoughts surrounding this character usually sexual, non-sexual, or a mix of both?

Usually nonsexual. Though I am intrigued by the occasional NSFW thing I find with this Loki as he's not a common target for R34.

Despite that, there's a surprisingly high amount of suggestive bondage comic panels despite Loki being considered ugly and perpetually bitchless. Like look at this shit. Why is pineapple butt so caked up? D:

16. Have you ever cried when thinking about this character? Genuinely?

I don't think there's as much whump of him as there is of other Lokis. So probably not. He does give me the feels though.

17. Have you ever felt physical pain over this character? (ex: physical heartache).

I don't think so, but I am an apologist and woobifier regardless. Lol.

18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both?

I'm a sadist.

19. Does this character serve as a stress ball/ security blanket for you? Something you run to after a bad day to feel safe or happier?

Yes.

20. Do you feel affectionate towards this character?

Yes. I love that bastard old man and Asgard deserved it.

21. Are your feelings about this character platonic, romantic, or familial? All of these feelings at once maybe?

Platonic. I like to study him like a bug. He's a perfect example of a Hays code/Comics Code Authority era villain.

22. Do you think you will always love this character?

Yep. I've lasted this long. And if I don't like cannon, I have plenty of experience ignoring what I don't like.

23. Has this character permanently altered or impacted your psyche in a way you won’t forget?

Yes. I now use the phrase "perpetually bitchless", that's how far my brainrot has gone.

24. Do you ever dream about this character? If so, describe a dream you once had about them.

I don't think so. I think I dreamt about MCU!Loki having a more interesting series though.

25. What kind of fan-fiction do you read about this character? If you don’t read fan-fics about them, why not?

There isn't a lot of fanfic for pre-JiM comics!Loki.

26. If you look for this character’s name on AO3, what tags are you including or excluding?

I'd have to exclude the MCU and Thor movies, and only select Thor (comics).

27. Do you like to ship this character with other characters or do you prefer not to?

I crack ship him with Komand'r as they were both over-the-top evil initially but later got more nuanced portrayals. They have so much in common.

I guess I don't ship strongly, because he's the embodiment of perpetual bitchlessness, but I'm down to ship him with every villain he's teamed up with.

28. Do you get defensive about this character? If yes, then why?

Yea. I feel like I'm probably more apologistic towards him than with other pretty Lokis and than other people are. It's probably due to my frustration of it taking so long by the narrative to admit there are sympathetic elements to his character.

29. Do you affectionately bully this character?

I constantly make fun of how bitchless he is. He also can't swim and he takes it out on fish (retconned because he can turn into salmon and has never being revisited, I know).

30. Are you especially sensitive about this character?

Yes. He's a sympathetic villain, goddammit!

31. Are you ashamed of liking this character?

Yes. I'm very secretive over my Loki obsession.

32. If you could make this character a meal, what would you make them?

Why did I think this meant turning Loki into food? Lol. Unfortunately I mostly eat beans, oatmeal, and tuna.

Well, he likes eating meat very grossly and hates fish. He seems to like hot dogs, so Costco hot dog? Maybe I'd give him a turkey leg of there's a county fair or renn faire nearby.

33. Are you “blinded by love” for this character or do you accept any flaws they may have?

I know he's evil, but I'm still going to be Devil's Advocate because the way he was framed in earlier Thor comics annoyed the fuck out of me. There were a lot of "evil adoptee" elements I didn't vibe with. Like they're already shit-talking him as a fucking baby! That's not fair.

34. Does this character inspire you with little things in your daily life?

We're both spiteful creatures.

35. Has this character ever prevented you from sleeping because you can’t stop thinking about them?

He's kept me up looking for panels and reading analyses so yea...

36. Do you feel a spiritual/soulmate connection with this character?

Maybe a small kinship. Though he does over-the-top evil stuff.

37. Is your love for this character a secret from people you know in real life?

Yes. I'm taking that to the grave.

38. Do you tend to joke more about dying or killing for this character? Both? What causes the distinction?

I don't say that, and he can do that himself. But I often joke that I'm probably a bigger woobifier towards him than to other prettier Lokis.

39. Do you feel lovesick over this character?

I woobify the fuck out of him.

40. Are you very empathetic towards this character? When they feel a certain way in the story, do you feel those emotions too?

He's over-the-top evil, so usually not really. Maybe in Loki (2004) and Loki (2010) I do. Though I do get angry on his behalf on occassion, like when Thor's in his "assault Loki first then ask questions later" mode, or the fucked up myth-based punishments. There's a panel where Sif is narrating about how Loki deserved to have venom dripping on his eyes and Thor's a softy for freeing him from his torture. WTF, Sif? She also goes off about how Loki's not really Thor's brother. Also, if you think people should be preemptively punished, you're a fucking cop. I said what I said.

In the example below, Loki wasn't even behind it. It was Amora:

41. Do you prefer to interact with this character directly via self-insert/reader type content? Or do you enjoy seeing them mostly with other characters in the story and/or your OCs?

I don't do or consume this type of fanfiction.

42. If you could, would you write this character a song or poem?

If I could I would. Lol.

43. What type of weather makes you think of this character?

A windy day.

44. Which season makes you think of this character?

A cold harsh winter.

45. Do you feel as if you are intimately familiar with this character?

I don't know, maybe?

46. How much do bad interpretations of this character upset you?

I feel like in a way I am the bad interpretation because cannon annoys me (and fuck it, cannon isn't always good when it comes to comics. Thor: Son of Asgard and Ultimate Thor are awful and they are closer to cannon than any of my takes on Marvel!Loki will ever be. Finding good interpretations of characters that have existed for at 50+ years in a comic that started out as anti-communist propaganda is like looking for a needle in the haystack.).

I don't like "evil from birth adoptee" narratives that for decades refused to portray him with an iota of sympathy. And there's a bunch of tropes I'm not a fan of applied to him. I find the Thor comics narrative more interesting when it's picked apart and deconstructed. Or "read against the text."

A MAJOR PET PEEVE I have with pre-2010s Thor comics is that they'll do their take on Norse mythology, but they'll erase Loki's involvement in solving the problem and they'll dumb him down when he's supposed to be an evil mastermind. Thor will solve the problem 100% THROUGH PHYSICAL STRENGTH ALONE and there's a weird undercurrent of "Loki should have known his plans would be ineffective cus strength trumps everything hurr durr durr". And Thor wil save Loki's ass from retribution. And like, fucking eyeroll! And if that isn't a Gary Stu. I'm of the opinion that if you want an evil mastermind, said mastermind needs moments to shine. I'm especially thinking of the Ages of Thunder and Reign in Blood runs by Matt Fraction. The writing is fucking stupid and misogynistic.

47. Does this character ever make you laugh sincerely?

Yes. He's a living shitpost who enjoys reverse waterboarding fish on his spare time.

48. What’s your favorite physical/design feature for this character?

His black hair, black nails (the MCU are cowards for forgetting about those), pointy ears, and eyebrows.

49. What’s your favorite personality trait in this character?

He's spiteful, he's a schemer, he's proud. He's the kind of villain that is constantly getting his ass beat by other stronger villains and is forced to ask for the hero's help.

50. Link your fav song, playlist, aesthetic board, fan-fiction, reference pile, personal artwork, analysis post, meme, headcanon, or quote for this character. Whichever one (s) you are most comfortable with!

I think I included some HCs in the "What Would I write" question. This song is in my MCU!Loki playlist and I found it the best fitting for comics!Loki both pre-JIM and post-JIM.

[hooliganarachnid]

I sincerely doubt lokius will ever be canon past this point BUT apparently they are supposed to show up in deadpool 3???? And honestly, it’s not in character for Wade Wilson to NOT comment on the weird vibes those two got going on. Oh yeah and Deadpool doesn’t have the budget to actually show supertime so it’s just Tom Hiddleston in the Loki costume wrapped up in green streamers. And no characters comment on it, least of all Loki. What do you mean? This is time itself?

Then later in the film there is a smash cut as deadpool explains that THAT setup was too much money for the amount of screen time so then whenever they are talking to Loki about the timeline problems it’s just Tom Hiddleston as himself knitting a green scarf, and Deadpool keeps making more timelines so more and more yarn keeps getting thrown at him.

“Keep knitting you beautiful beautiful man we need our fox crossover!!!”

*hair flip* “Who are you??? Why are you doing this?!!”

Mobius shows up in the background at one point just drinking coffee, bonus points if he very obviously is not wearing his own clothes.

[msfangirlgonewild]

The man whore is back, our fellow whores 😁

A collage I made of klaus hoffmann in das boot Staffel vier

[redfoxwritesstuff]

Sunflower: Book 1, Chapter 3

Tom Hiddleston x OFC Series rated: M Chapter warnings: drinking AN: Can you believe it? We're at chapter three! Three consistent weeks of Sunflower! That's like a posting record for the last three years! Look friends, I know a lot of us, me included, are in some pretty crazy weather right now. It's either super cold or super snowy or if you're really unlucky- both. Stay safe, stay warm

Masterlist Chapter 2 Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 3

They sat in a corner booth of a small private restaurant. It was peaceful and empty. Places like this were frequented by locals primarily while the visitors would sleep in and wait for the brunch buffets, fast food joints and reservations for celebrity chiefs. Even on The Strip, locals had their places. 

They were in the weird in between time where Las Vegas was either still sleeping off the night before or had already gone to work, contributing even more to the isolated feeling that hung in the air. 

It was places like this that the resident celebrities could slip in and get some eggs and toast without any fuss. Places like this, Elton John or Celine Dion were just another local hiding from the flashing lights. Places like this embodied the vibe of the locals. The walls screamed, ‘Look, we all just live here’.

“Thank you again,” she picked at the airy sleeve around her wrist, “for the clothes.”

“It’s the least I can do for asking you to hear me out.”

“I- I know who you are.” She blurted out and his whole body stiffened. “I called Ashley- My sister- to cancel breakfast and she looked you up.”

“And?” He was cautious now, so different than the carefree charm that seemed to drip from his pores and that worried her. It was like the warmth had been sucked from the air around him in a instant. 

“You’re an actor. I- I’ve not seen anything you’ve done. I don’t really see much movies. Why me? Why just a normal girl? Don’t you have an actress girlfriend or something. Won’t insisting on trying to be married ruin your career or life or something?” Her insecurities were all the more raw knowing that not only did she drunk marry a hot man but a famous one at that. 

“Maybe that’s why.” The waiter refilled their coffees, interrupting the conversation though Tom was quick to thank him for the refill. “Maybe I need something normal. I’ve done the actress partner thing and it just- it’s too much attention. My ex, my last serious relationship- she got married this weekend.”

“So you drown your loneliness and marry a stranger?” She scoffed at him. “That’s not how anyone should solve their problems.” It was the Vegas way though. 

“Perhaps. But perhaps it’ll work out.” 

“What about your career?”

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure.” She wasn’t as sure as he was but really, what did she know?

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His phone rang though he was quick to dismiss the call. “You have every reason to be worried but I can promise you, I’m not going to force you to do anything. One year- give us one year to see if this was a mistake or not.”

“Tom,”

“I know it’s probably not going to work out, most marriages don’t and we don’t even know each other. Let’s take the time to get to know each other though. Let’s see what happens. Let’s take our time. If it doesn't work out and we still don’t want to be together in a year, we split no fault, no questions.”

“So we play pretend?” 

“It won’t be pretend. We stay loyal to each other. We put in a honest effort. And if I ever make you feel unsafe or we fight too much, we pull the plug. I know I’m asking a lot-” The ringing of his phone interrupted him again. 

“Do you need to take it?” 

“No…” His answer was reluctant as the phone lit up once again with another call. 

“You sure?” 

He sighed. “I Should. Here,” He handed her a few twenties from his wallet. “That should be enough for the bill and tip. If you wouldn’t mind? I’ll try to be quick but…”

“It’s fine.” She wove him away. Was this her first act as his wife? It felt surreal. “Tom?” 

He turned to her, phone halfway to his ear. “Yeah?” 

“I think this is a dumb idea but, okay.” 

His face lit up in a smile. “Okay.” 

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“This is Tom.” 

“Do not ‘This is Tom’ me.” Luke was angry.

“What’s got your feathers ruffled?” Playing dumb was always a good move with Luke. It’s far better to admit nothing until he knows exactly why Luke is mad at him this time. Tom had learned the hard way that if he started talking first, he was likely to admit to flirting with a interviewer when Luke was mad about a too high room service bill.

“Have you lost your bloody mind?” That wasn’t a good sign. 

“Is the correct answer ‘Yes’?”

“Damn right it is. You have ten seconds to explain to me why there are pictures of you kissing a brunette in a bar the same night Sophia got married. Go.”

“I’m human and allowed to kiss women, Luke.” Tom leaned against the side of the building, standing in the shade. 

It was quickly getting hot outside with the sun beating down. He wanted his sunglasses but they were back on the table.

“True. I’d rather you did it discreetly but that’s true. How about why there’s pictures of you with the same woman wearing a wedding gown. Tell me you crashed a wedding.”

“I crashed a wedding.” 

“You didn’t get married?”

“I got married.” 

“Oh thank god.” There were three heartbeats exactly, Tom had counted, between Luke’s reflexive answer and the realization hitting. “The fuck you did! You’re going to get it annulled, right?” 

“No, we’re not.”

“Have you lost your mind?” 

“That seems to be the question of the day.”

“Do you have any idea what this will do to your career? Your reputation?” Luke sighed. “I feel sick.” 

“It’ll be fine, I have faith in you. You can clean nearly anything up.” The door opened and Tom glanced over. She was beautiful even the morning after, with her hair in a lightly contained mess.

“This is a mistake.” Luke said as Tom watched her look around before catching sight of him. 

“Hopefully it’s the best mistake I’ve ever made,” Tom smiled as he disconnected Luke’s squawking as he pushed himself up off the wall.

“Here,” She held out the excess cash. He’d given her too much for the bill, even factoring a generous tip. Though he took it from her, he didn’t stop to count it before putting it in his pocket. “What now?”

“Well, if we’re going to give this a chance we should get to know each other. We can walk around, get to know each other? Do you want to stop by your room to get a change of shoes?” The started walking together back toward the hotel. It wasn’t far but her feet would quickly start hurting. 

“I don’t have a room. I’m a local.”

“Oh,” the silence was awkward. 

Two strangers stood in the bright sun of a waking city. They hardly knew anything about each other and yet they were husband and wife. The biggest adventure -or mistake- of their lives stretched out in the twelve months before them. 

For better or worse, they had taken their first steps down this path together, as partners. Their lives would forever be changed and shaped by the decision made this morning. With the path that took them to this point as unknown as the future, let us walk along side them as the Las Vegas sun beats down around us. 

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“So, why were you drinking by yourself?” Tom stood close to her. It was dark yet the Vegas heat radiated up off at the pavement. The shared a smoothie in a large cup. The alcohol was strong but she was having the time of her life.

“I work here. Why are you drinking alone in Las Vegas?” She danced in place to the music playing from the speakers as water spouts shot in the air, lit up in a rainbow of colors to the tune of the music.

“I’m not drinking alone, I’m drinking with a beautiful brunette.” It took two tries to catch her hand, but when he did, he spun her around just to see the smile that lit up her face.

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[chubbypie]

At the enfermary

Summary: you were a new doctor at a college, and one day, a hot and polite professor come to your office.

Warnings: smutt. Oral (v receiving). Fluff. Cute.

Wc:4.4k

It´s been some months since you started your new job, a doctor at the enfermary of the college. As you were new, every person who came to see you, the nurses would explain who they were. You were really fond of your job, especially in a cozy ambient like the college, it´s dark academia vibe always in the air, always giving you a feeling of peace and concentration.

You were used to receive a small number of students perday, always giving you time to focus on your researches on the end of the spedient. This was your reality until one very specific day, when you recieved a professor at your consultory. As the nurses told you, he was the head of the literature department. When he came in, you hold your breath for a few seconds as you took his kind face in. His features were sharp, the jaw beeing able to cut better then a scalpel, his deep green/blue eyes behind his glasses looking a bit in a rush, his thin lips pressed togheter, expressed cheekbone,some slight expression lines around his eyes. His hair was light brown, kinda long, but not to much, shaping perfect messy curls. You were informed his name was Professor Hiddleston.

"Hello." He greeted.

"Hello! Please, take a sit." You pointed to the chair in front of your table. He quickly seated. "Professor Hiddleston, right? What can i do for you today?"

"Well, i have a small knee problem, and i usually take some pain killers for it. I always cary then with me, however, this morning, i had a reunion with the staff and left my house in a hurry and i happened to forget them. Moreover, in five minutes i have another class and, therefore, i don´t have time to come back home. So i came to the conclusion that the enfermary might have some." He explained.

"Sir, would you have some diagnostic from your doctor here with you, so i could know exactly what sort of pain killers to give you?"

" Unfortunatelly, i don´t have it now. But i take ibuprofen."

You got up from your chair and went to the cabinet in the wall. As you found the medicine and turned to him, you thought you saw him glancing at your back. Of course it was your imagination. You gave him the ibuprofen, he thanked you and said good bye.

That night, you found yourself thinking about the unexpected presence of the professor at your office. A couple of weeks passed before you saw him again.

"Doctor y/n, Professor Hiddleston is here to see you. May i send him in?"

"Sure." You said in a low volume. You were startled to receive him at this time of the day, since it was 6 pm and all the teachers were supposed to have leaved to their homes. There were only students who lived at the campus this time.

"Hello," he said politely, "I hope i´m not disturbing you at this time!"

"Not at all. I have time here until 7 pm." You said with a smile. " How can I help you?"

"Well, as you know, i have a knee problem, and everything was fine until the middle of this morning. I was going to get some brunch when i suddenly felt a sharp pain run through my leg. I went directly to my office to get some medicine. I took it and waited. The hours passed and the pain lighted a little, but i can not do rough movements. Now, you might be asking yourself why i came here, instead of my doctor. This week he is at a conference in Chicago, and i don´t have any other to go. At lunch break, i remembered you, and how kind you were to me the last time, so i decided to come here."

"You are always welcome here, professor!" You said blushing as his gaze weighted on the small necklace that rested at your slight cleavege. " So, tell me everything about your knee sore."

" In the middle of last year i broke my knee while i was rehearsing for the anual play of the college. I had spent weeks at fencing training with other collegue and some day i went to rough at a step and i felt, feeling my knee deslocate and broke. I passed through a surgery and many physiotherapy. I got my knee back on the game again, but with some limited movements."

" How long did the swelling persisted?"

"About a week."

"Can you run?"

"I usually avoid."

"Did you took any other kind of medicine for pain?"

"Morphine in the begining and sometimes paroxetine."

You took some notes in your computer and then looked back at him. "Well, Professor, if you don´t mind,i would like to analise your knee to see if everything is in order."

"Sure. And, please, you can call me by my name."

"I´m sorry sir, but i´m new here, and the nurses only introduced you to me as Professor Hiddleston." You said with an uncomfortable smile.

"Oh, that´s right, i never properly introduced myself. I´m Thomas, Thomas Hiddleston. But you can call me Tom." He sais as he reaches you a hand to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Tom. I´m y/n l/n." You say as you shake his hand. His hand were lightly caloused. You guidded him to the litter. You hadn´t observed his character until now. He was really tall, had a lean body. Broad shoulders like a swimer. You could see he worked out those arms throught his navy blue sweater. He wore slim black jeans pants, and when he seated, you could see thigh muscles clunge to them.

As he sat, you got closer to him, feeling butterflies in your stomach. You put one hand above his knee, squeezing the top part. You feel his thigh muscles stiff. " Does it tickle?" You asked with a grin, still looking at your hand on his knee.

"A little." He says with a chuckle. He couldn´t take his eyes from your profile. He observed the hair you just lowly tired to get out of the way. He passed his eyes through your long legs while you still analyzed his injury. You were wearing a beige pantalona pants with a black social shirt buttoned until a few centimeters from your collar bone, which held a necklace. You were tall for a woman, not the skinny tipe nor the fat, right in the middle. You had thick thighs and arms. Your waist was noticable. Your hair reached your breasts, it was brown, with little curls at the end. Your pupils were black. You didn´t considered yourself to much pretty, considering that everyday you saw a bunch of skinny college girls. However, in Hiddleston´s mind, you were the prettiest woman he had ever laid his eyes on. But appearence was little for him, he really knew that he felt something for you when he noticed three books on the corner of your desk, beside your computer. You had Byron, Tolkien and Homero. Of course you had other books too, but these three caught his attention. Such different authors. His curiosity was poking him to know more about your personality.

After you finished to analize his knee, you saw his knuckles were white, probably because of the tickles. "It doesn´t surprise me you have a disconfort, your knee is a little swollen. Did you do to much effort with it lately?"

"I went swiming last night, and before i went diving, i runned a little. I think that must be cause."

"Put your leg on top of the littler please." He did as asked. "If your knee get swollen again, do exactly what i´ll do now." You put both of your hands on his ankle and started to give squeezes until his knee. When it got there, you grabbed it and with the pad of your thumbs, you messaged it gently, circling it up his thigh. The only thing he could think about is how he wished his leg was bare, so he could feel your skin. "Got it?" You asked.

"Yes, thank you so much. My doctor would just have given me some medicine instead of teatching me this." He grinned.

"I hope you get better soon. Before you sleep, do the massage again and put your leg on a pillow. If tomorrow it still hurts, let me know."

You both said good bye and went to your houses. You were happy to have seen him again, he was not only handsome, but really polite. And, honestly, you loved his thyrsty glances at your body. The next day, after you had been in your office for an hour, the nurse asked you "There is someone here, may i send him in?"

"Yes." You responded. You were happy to see it was Professor Hiddleston.

"Hello, y/n."

"Hello! Is your knee better?"

"It´s perfect. I came here to thank you for yesterday. I know you are not supposed to do this kind of appointment with members of the college, so i really appreciate it."

"Please, it was nothing. You were in pain, and it could get really serious, since it was something involving a broken bone." You said.

"Well, i-i really wanted to ask you, if you don´t mind, and if you don´t have any plans, if you´d like to go for lunch with me today." He asked shyly, getting the courage to say it looking at your eyes in the end.

You were shocked for a moment. " Yes, i´d love to. What time is good for you?"

"My last class of this morning ends at 12:15. Does this sound good for you?"

"Perfect, i´ll wait you outside your class then."

"What time do you usually take a break?" He asked.

"12".

"If you want to wait for me inside of my class, feel welcome!" He offered.

You smiled and he went back to his building on the campus.

It was 12. You took your coat and headed to his class. You thought if you´d enter or not, but decided you would. You took a sit in the huge anfitriat. He was giving a lecture about Hamlet. You were sad you couldn´t hear it from the beggining.

His class finished and you headed to a restaurant out of the campus, so you could have privacy. You sat and ordered. As you waited, conversation floated around you two.

"So, you told you were new at the college. Where did you work before?" Tom asked.

"Actually, i was a resident at Burke´s hospital before i came here. I finished residency last year. And i thought, how i wanted to do some research, a quiet place to work would be nice, and nothing better then a college to work."

"What research are you doning right now?"

"Mostly some drug research, on how it´s lack of some specific condiments can affect the brain."

"It sounds amazing."

"Talking about amazing, i heard the end of your lecture today, it was trully interesting. I wish i had heard it from the beggining."

"You like Hamlet?" He asked with his brows rised.

"I love it. It´s one of my favourite plays. Not that i´ve read much of them, but still."

"What are your thoughts about it?"

"Well, i think my opinion is the most common one: the play exceed some niitch existentialism (if you consider him an existentialist), how beautiful Horatio and Hamlet´s friendship was, how incredulous was Claudius, how blind was his mother... You know, i hadn´t really depth myself on the play yet, so i could only notice this yet." As you finished, he was mesmerized.

"Well, after this brieth demonstration, i can assume that you are a really well read person." He said.

"It depends, actually, i just happen to know some stuff. But after this class today, i can see that you really knows are you talk about in this matter."

"It trully is my passion. Sorry my intrusion, but i saw yesterday that you had Homero on your desk. I would love to hear what you have to say about him."

"Oh, those books are the ones i haven´t read yet. That Homero will be my first book of his. But after i finish it, you´ll be the first one to know my thoughts about it. I´m curious, actually. As a literature professor, what do you like to read?"

"I really like Shakespeare roman plays, like Coriolanus, or Anthonio and Cleopatra. But i usually read phylosophers too."

"I´m really fond of phylosophy. What philoshopher did you last read?"

" My last one was Emmanuel Kant, do you know his work?"

"Toughth one! I know his work, but in a rude way. I like his idea of trying a truce between rationalism and empiricism. But his conception of morality, i´m absolutely passionated about it. What do you think of him?" You noticed his smile.

"It´s nice to find a like minded person. I am myself passionate about his morality thesys too. However, sometimes it can be dangerous, in my opinion." You frowned your brows in confusion."Well" he explained, "think of two people usying his concept of morality, one is considered goog, the other bad. The good person is prone to always think straight, to not take alternative paths to benefit them. Although, the bad person, they will try to convince themself that the thing they are trying to do is right, that in the end everyone would do the same, beacuse everyone´d want the same resoult as the person thinking about it. It can be considered a very subjective moral. And, lately, i´ve connected a few points that it lead me to Machiavelli, because, if the person considered bad use Kant´s morality concept, they would be gently impliyng that 'the end justifies the means', so, this person could be called machiavellic, thus, leading them to not being moral at their whole beeing, because everybody knows Machiavelli used to say how someone who wanted to stay in power could forget the morality for a little, for the greater good. So, it´s actually a paradox the Kant´s morality in bad people."

The food came and conversation went by. You went back to the college and since that lunch, you grew closer each day.

Two onths passed. The status of your realtionship growed to dates and more dates. Dinners at fancy restaurants, lunches at his office or yours, making out at movie theaters and at your office, you even spent nights at each others houses. But the making out never lead to anything more, it was just kisses, naughty hands and cuddles. So, at the beggining of the third month, you decided that it was time. You could feel that his hands always wanted to go down further, his mouth wanted to explore more of your body.

You headed to one of his lectures, it was in the middle. You just loved to watch him working. He always smiled blushing as he saw you at one of the chairs, always paying attention to every single world. His lecture finished. After everyone got out, you went to the wooden aisle and gave him a kiss on the cheek and invited him to your house this evening. He could clearly see your intentions in your gaze, and he was eager for you as well as you were for him.

"Consider it a pajama party, honey. So, now you know what to wear." You whispered at his ear and left his class. The night came, you put one of his shirts that he'd forgotten at your place one day, and you decided to wear nothing undernath it. Only a blood red lace penties.

He arrived. As you opened the door, you saw him in a pajama shirt and shorts. He was holding a piece of pie that he bought at your favorite place. You two dine,and he insisted on helping you do the dishes. He could make every moment special. As you washed and he dried, you two were listening to music and dancing with the song. After, you went to the couch to watch a movie, as always. But today you´d make a movement. Little you knew what he had in mind.

"Darling, what do you think if we watch it at your bedroom´s tv?" Without thinkin, you took his hand and went there. You both laid on the bed and you lighted some candles, so the lights would be better. As you were laid, he sat at the edge of the bed, in the middle of your ankles. He took one of your legs and started massaging it while looking softly at you.

"I remember the first time you touched me. I record that it was not a really good day for me, since i could barely walk because of the pain. But then you toutched me and my mind cleared for the first time in hours. Since that day, i was eager to feel more of you, and i think that it is finally the time, if you consent." You nodded. "Words, dove."

"Yes."

"Good. And if you let me, i´d like to take my time before worshiping you." You sighed as he changed the leg. His hands felt like soft cotton. After a while, he had moved behinde you, making you sit, then massaging your backs, slowly, with the right pressure. You laid again and he hovered your body, kissing you gently on the mouth before lowering himself to face your blood red lace panties. He took them of carefully, than inhaled sharply at the vision of your core, eyes hungry. He smoothed it with one hand, than lowered his face to kiss it. He took your legs on his hands and placed then above his shoulders. He trailed kisses through your inner thighs until your folds. Your breaths were heavy. Then, he started to slowly lick your clit, making you give quiet moans. He toyed with the tip of his fingers your entrance. One finger entered you, then another, curling themselves inside you. The fingers movement followed by his mouth working in your core made you a moaning mess. You arched your back and with his other hand he placed it gently at your pelvis. After a couple of minutes you say "T-Tom, i´m gonna cum."

"Please, my dove, whenever you are ready." It didn´t take you to long before cuming on his mouth. You could feel him licking your juices and humming in approval. "So pretty, so incredible perfect." He said locking at your body, making you blush inexpectedly.

You sat on the bed and went to give him a kiss on his neck. Your hand took the hem of his shirt and pulled it of. You had never seen him shirtless, only felt his muscles throw his sweaters. God, he was defined, his belly was slim as a wall, his shoulders and arms strong as the ones of a soldier. As you looked you ran your fingertips throug his pale skin, making him shiver below. With a bold attitude, you lean against him and kiss his mouth, one of your hands grabbing his manhood, gently squeezing, eager to know it. He took of his pants and went to kiss you again, but you avoided his mouth, looking at him and saying. "Are you that shy?"

"I beg your pardon?" He asks in confusion.

"Take of your boxers, silly." You say with a mischivious grin. He took of, exposing his length. It was perfect, a little thick and longer then the average. Perfect. You pushed him to lay down as you straddled his lap. You gave gentle thrusts on his cock with your hands. He was already hard so you hovered over his lap and sat back down, both of you moaning. It was the first time you heard him moan, and you loved the sound. It was deep and huski. You went for a kiss, but as you broke it for air, you realised he was now on top of you. He started to wickedly suck your neck as he thrusted slowly into you. After a while he starts to go harder. You were already starting to feel the heat on your lower stomach when he started to go faster. You screamed his name as he pushed you up and down whith his cock. "I know i´m wearing a condom, but i still feel the urge to ask, may i come inside you?"

"Of course, honey." In a metter of minutes, you cum, soon followed by him, as he felt your walls clunge on his length. Still inside you, he embraces your torso and pulls you to top him. "Am i not to heavy to stay with all my weight on top of you like this?" You shyly ask, with concern in your eyes.

"Darling, you weight less then my books." He says massaging your lower back. You kiss him passionately, thinking what you did to deserve this man. After cuddling for a while, you push his cock out of you and invites him to a shower.

Now, both bathed and ready to sleep, he whispers in your ear "I can not wait for more pajama nights like this."

[where-our-stories-start]

Tortall Fancast Series - Thom of Trebond

As children, Thom and Alanna were so much alike in face and body shape as to be mistaken for each other, if dressed alike. The only distinguishing feature of the twins at that time was the length of their hair. Both were short and skinny, with copper hair and purple eyes. When Alanna visited him at age eighteen she commented on his beard and height, suggesting he grew up to be taller than her. (x)

Okay so I already know this from my ASoIaF blog, but damn, finding redheads in medieval clothes is hard. Also, canonically Thom died at 20, but it's hard to find teenage fancasts, so I've included some who are technically too old but fit the vibe.

KEREM AÇARSÖZ - SEHZADE SELIM (MAGNIFICENT CENTURY)

Açarsöz seems to be 8-10 years old, although I cannot find a birthdate for him. He plays a young Ottoman prince in Magnificent Century. It can be somewhat difficult to navigate footage if you don't speak Turkish, but all episodes are readily available online, mostly on youtube. Costume design is distinctly Ottoman, but some of it works as general medieval European.

GABRIEL AND TRISTAN HARLAND - YOUNG CNUT AND ESGAR (THE LAST KINGDOM)

So there's not much footage of either of these kids, and in at least 1/3 of it they've got knives held to their throats, but I included them because they're identical twins with great vibes for Thom and Alanna at the beginning of SotL. The only source for their age I could find puts them at 10-11 filming The Last Kingdom, and while I'm not sure how reliable it is, that looks about right.

YIGIT ÜST - SEHZADE SELIM (MAGNIFICENT CENTURY)

Üst plays an older version of Açarsöz's character on Magnificent Century. I couldn't find an age for him, but he seems to have been in his early/mid teens during filming. He's often in a turban, but when he's not, he's got great hair for Thom. He shares Thom's dignified-and-broody vibe, too, which I like.

RUAIRI O'CONNOR - HENRY VIII (THE SPANISH PRINCESS)

O'Connor was in his late 20s when filming The Spanish Princess. There is ample footage of him both clean-shaven and with a beard. Since he's playing a king, his clothes are mostly too lavish for Thom, but they can work if you pick your footage carefully, and Henry VIII definitely lends himself to Thom's mercurial nature.

EDDIE REDMAYNE - JACK JACKSON (PILLARS OF THE EARTH)

Redmayne was also in his late 20s in this role. His hair is more auburn than copper, although it varies by shot. Clothing is 12th century English, and Redmayne definitely has Thom's brooding vibe.

TOM HIDDLESTON - HAL/HENRY V (THE HOLLOW CROWN)

So Hiddleston's character in The Hollow Crown is basically nothing at all like Thom, but there are still moments the vibe feels right. He's a primary character in three episodes, so there's ample footage of him (both clean-shaven and with a short beard!) At roughly 30 during filming he's far older than Thom ever got, but I still like him as a fancast.

If you've got any additions, or any requests for other characters to do, please let me know! The full series can be found here.

[peaachietea]

a little recap of my weekend..

i went to megacon! even though joseph quinn didn’t go, i meet some other people i’ve been wanting to be meet for a very while now! also overall the con was awesome and definitely a lot better than last year!

be warned it is a little of a long post 😬

on friday, i finally meet jeff ward who plays buggy in the one piece live action! i have one thing to say about this man… HE IS THE SWEETEST SWEETHEART TO EVER WALK THIS EARTH. his laugh is so contagious and honestly i could have spent hours talking to him! he is so engaging and kind💛 jeff ward is literally the best!!

i also got to see a lot of cool artist on friday and got a few commissions done which i adore💛 

on saturday, i finally got to meet paul bettany who plays vision in the mcu! he also is so kind and i got him to sign my wandavision special edition wandavision box. i asked him to draw a heart with a v in it like they do on wandavision and he deadass said to me “that’s what they did??” which made me laugh because HOW DID THEY NOT TELL HIM VISION BOUGHT THAT PLOT FOR WANDA AND HIM 😂 i also brought up how much i want to see vision back in the mcu and how much i love vision and he winked and smiled at me about it and then later saturday night it was confirmed that vision was gonna be coming back! im glad i was the first to know about it 🥰

i also meet jason lee who plays earl hickey from my name is earl and i know what your thinking.. you watch that show??? yes, yes i do! it one of my all time favorite shows and im currently on my rewatch of it for like the 1000th time and i just have to say that jason lee is a really down to earth man. he is literally just vibing and having a good time. we talked and i told him how much i love him as earl and how much i watch the show and even at one point he chuckled and kept repeating “damn it randy!” and then i cried because i think i’ve been waiting so long to meet him and then luckily my mom was with me because she reminded me to show him the picture my boss made of us (she bought me is autograph and photoshopped him and me together) and he loved it and signed it for me just because he loved it so much!

now for sunday, this was more of a chill day but was also very stressful because con going for more than one day gets very very exhausting. i was definitely not feeling it. i would have definitely said screw it if it weren’t for tom hiddlestons panel i bought tickets for. let me just say how incredibly lucky i was to go to that panel because i will cherish it forever. just being able to see him sit and talk about loki and himself was amazing and seeing all the people that also love him was amazing. he is so sweet and kind and said so really insightful things! i wish i could have meet him face to face but 10000000% if he goes next year… im spending ever penny to meet him.

here is a little clip from the panel💛

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monthly wrap-up :: may 2023

Welcome to smth I’m gonna try this month: a wrap-up! I’ll be giving you all a lil recap of the fics I’ve read & written over the last month and hopefully this will get me to actually chip away at my TBR and get y’all on some non-Loki/Tom stories that I occasionally do read 🫡

Everything under the cut

Loki x Reader

Don't Be Shy by @lokisgoodgirl

The way that shy Loki being nervous about not satisfying Agent Y/N has me running around in circles in my living room I can't 🫠🫡

Hostile F*cks: Public Relations by @lokisgoodgirl

A perfect epilogue to this series that was a masterclass of holding your emotions hostage and giving the best payoff. And the fencing pants got a return cameo?? This had me giggling and squeeing and the second the fencing pants came out to play…running laps once again 🫠

An Interesting Theory by @infinitystoner

Completely obsessed with the dynamic between Loki & Reader in this piece. And the ending with Loki deciding that he needs more "data" to "confirm the hypothesis"? I see you, Mischief 😏🫠

The Prince is Dead by @lokisgoodgirl

The beginning had me all teary eyed and ready to fight; the end had me filled with hope and chortling at the tasteful dick joke. LGG really do be a master at holding our emotions hostage with a satisfying payoff at the end 🥹 I live in fear thinking what she could be capable of if she ups and decides to make a piece of just pure angst 😳👀

A Gentlemen's Agreement by @lokisgoodgirl

This had me having some good reminiscing moments of back when I was a Steve girly for a few months in 2015 and also deciding that Bucky's a second simp subject. Distant second, but a second nonetheless. The fact that there's even a second got me doing the Blinking Man at myself--

She is Beauty, She is Grace, She Will Stab You in the Face by @clandestineloki

The adorable dynamic between them when he caught her and saved her from tripping?? Her singing Hamilton without a care in the world? Their whole exchange in the jet after she offed 3 henchmen for hurting her mans?? I love them, your honor.

A Lesson on Behaving by @multifandom-worlds

Reader edging Loki and "suffering" the consequences? With a brief cameo from besties Nat & Wanda trying (and failing hilariously because Reader tried to go and get a snack) to hide her from said consequences? Sign me up and don't expect to be able to contact me for the next few hours because I need to recover from the smut 🥵🫠

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Under Your Spell by @holdmytesseract

A Model AU where Reader's a photographer and she's been hired to do an underwear shoot for Calvin Klein…and Tom's tatted and pierced and--and--*melts on the spot* 🫠 Head empty all thots…that is all 😮‍💨

Bucky Barnes x Reader

shouldn't have gone by @imyourbratzdoll

This had me clutching at my heart going "why would he do this to Reader what the hell"…like no joke I needed a good few mins to start breathing right and not in the fun I just read toe curling smut way. I mean in the "If I try now I might start crying" way 🥲

Ari Levinson x Reader

Like a Broken Record by @howdoyousleep3

Ari with a plus size reader making her feel so empowered & beautiful in bed? The “I’m keeping you” vibe?! This had me 100% completely deceased when I read it while I was out doing groceries (bc y’all know me I should know better than to read smut in public but I never do and I might never will lol).

self-conscious ask by @imyourbratzdoll

This one hit me so close to home and honestly where can I get a boyfriend like this I would very much appreciate one 🥺💖

Give Me One More by @saiyanprincessswanie

This character + this trope = Ally dead in the water. Thank you and goodnight I am not available for comment at this time 🫡

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Fall Kiss by @animnerd

Besties becoming lovers after months apart and having some fluffy wholesome fun on a pile of leaves before having their first kiss? Lemme melt in my spot real quick aaaaaa

Clark Kent/Superman x Reader

It Got Worse by @hannibals-favourite-meal

Clark being a soft lil simp for his fiance while her brother Bruce has a hilarious mix of "I'm happy their happy" and "Why did I ever set them up" is such an adorable dynamic and I need more 🥹

Loki x Reader

rules of conduct: the checkout queue

Thomas Sharpe x Reader

the final Lady Sharpe part 2: a risky endeavor

[lokiforever]

New teachers at school!!!!

Chapter 7

A/N : Matthew is a new comer in as Y/N's class

Matthew : Would you mind a dance?

Y/N : Uhhhhhh....

(You could sense the flirty vibes from him plus you barely knew him though you can easily defend yourself but still)

Matthew : Please just one dance!

Y/N : Maybe some other day.......

Matthew : Ok.... What about a drink?

Y/N : Fine.

( free drinks - that's why)

While the waiter was bringing your drinks you saw a familiar pair of eyes- Tom. He was looked at you and smiled and you returned the gesture .

Tom's POV

(Today, as he had no other work to complete he decided to go to the club.)

I was sitting on the couch in the club when I saw Y/N. I have to admit that I liked her since the beginning cuz she was a bright student but since she's been my teaching assistant, the things were quite different. I started liking her but more than as a student. And at the annual feast, Lord! She was looking absolutely breathtaking and the dance, it was just amazing.

She'll probably hate me if she knew how much I like her and not as a student but much more than that . Although I have seen the spark in her eyes whenever we talk or meet and the way her cheeks go crimson whenever I compliment her......

When I saw her today, my jaw dropped, she was looking exquisite . But wait a minute. She is with a guy. Matthew Cameron. Jealousy rose inside me which I know wasn't fair as she's just my student and I have no right of stopping her from meeting anyone.

Our eyes met and I smiled and so did she.

By the look in her eyes I could tell that she wasn't really enjoying it being with Matthew. He on the other hand had a 'please be my girlfriend' look in his eyes. One of the reasons why I like her, she had a 'not gonna happen' one in hers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Waiter : Here's your drink!

Matthew : Thanks.

When you both finished your drinks you stood up.

He kept his hands on your cheeks and leaned in. You pushed him away but he did it again. By the time you could, from the corner of your eyes, see Tom standing up and coming towards your direction. He was fuming. That was when you kicked Matthew in the stomach, grabbed his collar, smacked him on the bar counter, took out your dagger and kept it on his throat.

Y/N : Do. Not. Even. Try.

Matthew :W-what is wrong with you?

Y/N : What has gotten into me, you say?! It's you who is a creep!

You felt a pair of hands on your shoulders. Tom.

Tom : It's enough for today, dear! Just look at the poor thing!

He gently whispered in your ear.

Y/N *to Matthew * : If you dare do anything like that again you'll face brutal consequences.

You let go of his collar and he stands up.

Matthew : P-Professor Hiddleston?!

Tom : Mr Cameron, in my office! Tomorrow. After class.

Matthew : O-okay, p-professor..

Y/N : Matthew, don't you think you're missing something?

Matthew : I-I'm s-sorry....

He said looking down.

Y/N : That's better!!

He immediately ran out of the club.

You let out a long exhale.

Tom : Oh Lord! You got some serious skills, Y/N!

He says chuckling.

Y/N :Thanks! You see, it's important when your classmates are jerks!

You laugh.

Tom : By the way, you are looking ravishing as always, darling!

God, this man!!!! He's probably the only one who can make you blush so easily and the word 'darling' from his tongue is like............soooooooo much more than brilliant!

Y/N *blushing* : Thanks!

Tom : You never told me that you know how to use daggers too.

Y/N : I'm not very good at it....

Tom : Then, my dear, I can teach you!

Y/N : Wait a minute.........you know how to use daggers?

Tom : Mmhmm!

Y/N : Is there something good which you can't do?!

You say jokingly. He laughs.

Y/N :Were you serious when you said that you'll teach me?

Tom : Absolutely!

Y/N : Really?!!!! When do we start?!

Tom : From Monday i.e tomorrow. After school at my place, if you are okay with it.

Y/N : Great! And yes I'm completely fine with it.

Tom : Now, I hope you saved me a dance!

Y/N : Obviously!

Then you guys dance and you could easily feel the difference between the one with Matthew and this one. With Tom it was relaxing, safe and comfortable.

Y/N : Well, I just realized that your dance is a trillion times better than Matthew's.

You both were still dancing when you whispered in his ear, chuckling.

Tom : Ehehehe! I'm honored!

You guys dance for a while and then stopped.

Y/N : I must get going! We have class tomorrow!

Tom : Right! Do you want me to drop you?

Y/N : It's fine I can drive myself home. Thanks though!

Tom : You're welcome!

You guys got out of the club and went to your cars

Tom : Bye Bye, darling!

He said placing a formal kiss at the back of your hand. You blushed.

Y/N : Bye Bye, Tom!

*At your apartment*

Knock Knock

Your best friend opens the door and smiles widely as she sees you.

Y/B/F/N : Heyyyy!

Y/N : Hiii!!!!

Y/B/F/N : Did you meet someone in the club?!

Y/N : I might have...

Y/B/F/N : Come in, quickly and tell me everything!

You chuckled and went inside.

Y/N : Uhhh..... So when I entered the club, I met a guy named Matthew and he asked me for a dance and I disagreed...

Y/B/F/N : Really?! Did anything happen?!

Y/N : Not really..... After the dance rejection he insisted on buying me a drink and between that I saw....

Y/B/F/N : Professor Hiddleston?!

Y/N : Exactly! And after that he tried to kiss me and I pushed him away -

Y/B/F/N : Professor Hiddleston tried to kiss you and you pushed him away?!!!

Y/N : Oh, no, not at all! Professor Hiddleston didn't try to kiss me! Matthew did!

Y/B/F/N : Oh.......okay..

Y/N : Matthew was stubborn enough to try again.

Y/B/F/N : Tut - tut. Poor guy, I can imagine what you did.

Y/N : hehehe, yes I know you can! Then I did you know what. It was when I felt Tom's hands on my shoulders.........

You told her the rest of the story.

Y/B/F/N : Okay............so, from tomorrow you'll be taking defense classes from professor Hiddleston!

Y/N : Not defense classes, exactly.. but,yeah sort of.

Y/B/F/N : That's great!

Y/N : Now it's your turn! Tell all about the movie!

You guys talked for about half an hour and then went to sleep.

*In the morning *

~~~Buzz ~~~

You groaned as your alarm buzzed . "I hate waking up early !" you sleepily mumbled to yourself.

After a few minutes you woke up, took a bath and brushed your teeth.

Y/N : Wake up, y/b/f/n or else you'll get us late!!

Y/B/F/N : Argh! Fine, I'm up!

You wore a simple black denim skirt with a baggy white sweater, tights and black boots. And as it was a bit chilly outside you took your black overcoat.

Y/N : Let's go!

Y/B/F/N : Just give me a few minutes!

Y/N : Sure, but please be quick, our first class is Maths and I have a reputation to maintain in front of professor Downey!

You chuckle.

Y/B/F/N : Sure, why not?

She laughed and so did you.

*In the school*

You and your best friend got out of your car and rushed towards the corridor.

That was when you bumped into a strong chest. By the cologne itself you could tell it was Tom. Your cheeks went crimson immediately.

Y/N : Morning', professor Hiddleston! I'm so sorry.....

Y/B/F/N : Morning', professor!

Tom : Good morning and it's totally fine, miss Y/L/N. But if I may ask, why are you going that side? The hall is on the opposite side.

You looked at him confused and then to your friend.

Y/N : The hall?! But we are going towards the class.

Tom : The headmaster asked all the students and teachers to gather in the hall.

( Your former headmistress was ill so you had a new headmaster, Mr. Nick Fury)

Y/N : Oh..... I didn't know! Sorry.

Tom : There's no need to say sorry! Now, let's go we are getting late!

You all entered the hall and saw professor Jungkook which made your best friend smile. You both nodded towards him and joined the rest of the students.

Headmaster : Good morning, students! I requested your presence here today to make an important announcement. Professor Downey will be on a leave for a few months and hence, Mrs. Tessa Grace will now be teaching you mathematics, temporarily.

You get a bit emotional when you listen that one of your favorite professors will not be teaching you for a few months. Professor Downey was always nice to you and was proud of you as you were one of the brightest students in his class. You respected him very much and he was always there when you needed a word of advice.

Professor Fury :Please go back to your respective classrooms and you all can wish professor Downey your goodbyes afterwards as he will be here for today.

Y/B/F/N : Y/N?

Y/N : Hmm....

Y/B/F/N : It's okay it's only a matter of few months don't be sad.

Y/N : Yeah, but....

Mostly all of the students were already gone except a few who were saying goodbye to professor Downey and those too were outside the hall so you two were practically the only ones inside.

Tom : Students, please go back to your- Miss Y/L/N?! Miss Carter?

Y/B/F/N : Oh, sorry professor we were just going.

Tom: It's okay but first tell me what happened?!

Y/N : *sniffles* Nothing.....I'm fine.

Tom : There's definitely something.

Y/N : Not really.....

Tom : We will talk about it in my office after your class.

You just nod and go to your classroom. You enter the classroom quietly when you notice that the teacher is already there.

Professor Grace : Thank you, for finally deciding to join us in the classroom.

She says, more like a sarcasm.

Y/N and Y/B/F/N: Sorry, professor.

Professor Grace : What are your names?!

Each of you told her your names.

Professor Grace : Go sit!

You go to your seats and sit beside each other.

The class was moving oh, so slowly. It felt like hours and still half of the class was left.

Y/B/F/N : As far as I could recall, professor Fury said professor Downey would be here for today....

Y/N : He did, but not for teaching for telling this stupid *points towards Tessa Grace* the work and schedule.

Y/B/F/N : Hmm...

After a few more torturing minutes.

Y/N : Umm, excuse me Mrs Grace!

She simply turned toward your direction and hummed in an arrogant way.

Y/N : The answer to that question isn't 25 is should be 32.

Mrs Grace : Oh, really?! Then why don't you come and solve it if you're so smart?

Y/N : Ok.

You go towards the board and solve the question.

Y/N : Done!

She checks the sum from the solution that lazy woman had taken out from Google.

Mrs. Grace : It is.......correct. Nice. Now, go back to your seat.

She says like somebody has kept a knife on her throat to force that out from her.

*After the class *

Y/N : Ok.......so our new maths teacher is a witch with a b.

Y/B/F/N : She is.

It was time for english class which means professor Hiddleston. You both head towards the English classroom.

Class starts.

Tom : Good morning, class! Today will be studying one of Shakespeare's most known play Romeo and Juliet. So, I have decided that I will call a few of you here for a few main roles and all you have to do is narrate the lines of the characters. But I will call those who know about Shakespeare only. I will be reciting Romeo's lines.

All the students agree and a few girls wish that he chooses them for the lines of Juliet.

Tom : Mr. Will you will be doing the lines of Juliet's father and Miss Y/L/N, you the role of Juliet....

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💚Nyte!!💚

[allys-diary]

stories i om-nom-nom'd :: april 2024 (week 2)

I honestly didn't nom through too much because this week was mostly spent on my 'main' blog which is by the site's terms my side blog but let's be real, that's where I'm most active, it's my main blog 😤 Anyways, most of the week was spent reading through my friends' and fellow writers' stories and progressing my Tumblr TBR, writing my own stories, and also downloading and posting all the photos that came out this week from the events that Tom Hiddleston attended (legend has it, I'm still downloading).

As always, spoilers, thots, and thoughts all under the cut

documentaries

The Antisocial Network

I wasn't expecting this to take the turn that it did, documenting the butterfly effect of the creation of 4chan and how it snowballed into January 6, 2021. I ended up liking this a bit more than I expected going in, but I also have a little bit of an opinion…some of these guys really shot themselves in the foot revealing themselves to be a part of Anonymous because now…well they're kinda the opposite 🥴

Quiet on Set: Breaking the Silence

The check in with the people that were interviewed felt like a necessary part of the entire process, but honestly…there was something in the vibe of this episode's execution that felt off to me. It was like the host was putting on a performance like they were filming in front of a studio audience and the tone just felt like it was too chipper if that makes sense? Like you're supposed to be checking in on them and asking them how they've felt since the documentary came out and how their lives have been since, so why are you sounding like you're reading them today's headlines? Like I can't believe I'm even saying this but Trisha Paytas did better--

It just felt a little heavy-handed to me, but I can get behind the concept of having this follow-up episode that addressed the absolute garbage fire of a video that Foot Man put out into the internet trying to do damage control but honestly should've just been titled "Dan Schneider digs his own grave even deeper for 20 minutes straight".

books

games

Delicious: True Love

Stage 5, Day 1: Emily arrives back home to her restaurant/apartment in Snuggford and the poor beb's so heartbroken and hyper-focused on that, that she doesn't even notice there's a big gaping hole in the middle of her restaurant, with a burst pipe making an accidental water fountain. Patrick only sees her going upstairs to unpack and assumes that her trip went well and basically declares to her family and her best friend that now that she's got her love and she's happy, there's no more reason for him to stay.

Dude no, we've officially entered idiots in love stage. 😩

The day ends with Emily sobbing the second her mom goes up and checks in on her. I'm gonna say one more time for good measure, if OG story Jean-Paul has zero haters, I am dead.

Stage 5, Day 2: Emily's parents are worried about her since she hasn't come back down from her apartment, and Francois gives her some tough love telling her to at least show up for work because he won't make excuses for her absence. Nothing much happens on this day, since she goes straight back upstairs when the shift's over, other than her mom Evelyn basically saying she should have meddled in the beginning by never giving her the letter to begin with.

All I'm gonna say is…remake Evelyn is definitely the better Evelyn 🥴

Stage 5, Day 3: Patrick reveals that he's moving to New York since his business is growing and the new shop's gonna need his attention. Then Angela, Emily's little sister, shows up with puppies and asks her all about Paris, which causes Evelyn to shout at Angela rather than just calmly tell her that it's a sensitive topic (Clear to see where Evelyn's playing favorites). Angela leaves the restaurant but instructs one of the puppies to stay behind with Emily, which kicks off our side quest for this level where we call back the pup when he strays from Emily's side.

The day ends with Emily keeping the pup with her for a day or two, and talking to her mom about what happened in Paris.

Stage 5, Day 4: The big hole in the middle of the restaurant's all fixed, and it's bringing in more foot traffic to the restaurant. Emily makes a note to call to have the floors polished, mentioning she likes the floral scent, and Francois tells her that Patrick's moving to New York. He also accidentally kickstarts the dreaded miscommunication trope because he said "something about someone needing his attention there".

Gotta love them himbo besties 🥴

Stage 5, Day 5: Emily gets to see more of Patrick's green flag status when he tends to a kid that hurt herself when she tripped, taking the kid's mind off the pain and giving her a little flower and doing a magic trick. Then he confirms with Emily that yes, he's moving to New York because "it's time to move on", and I wanna bonk some heads together all over again. Francois tells her that she and Patrick have been flirting for so long that it's like "watching the same car crash on repeat" and he tells his therapist about it sometimes, and then accidentally breaks the vase that Patrick put a rose he set aside for Emily in, scattering marbles all over the floor and giving us our side mission for this level.

The day ends with Emily turning down an offer for a girls night out, and holding on to the rose from earlier.

Stage 5, Day 6: We officially unlock this stage's Entertainer, which is Francois with Emily's new puppy from Angela. Not much happens other than at the end of the day, the previous owner of the restaurant Mr Farrell visits the place to reminisce, and he talks about his "one that got away" because he was a teenage boy that fapped over Marilyn Monroe (my words, not his). Then one day when he finally came to his senses, the girl already stopped showing up at the restaurant.

Stage 5, Day 7: Emily's heart's finally starting to heal and she wakes up realizing that her apartment's a total mess ever since she got home and started her one-woman misery party. She still has the rose from Patrick at the center of her living area, and she reads a card that basically boils down to "Emily babes wake up your true love's been right in front of you literally giving you flowers every day". Unfortunately, that last scene from the previous day feels like heavy-handed foreshadowing because Patrick says goodbye to Emily after giving her one last delivery of fresh flowers for the restaurant.

The day ends with Mr Farrell bidding Emily and his old restaurant goodbye since he's moving to Florida to stay with friends, and a regular customer Gladys walks in looking for her purse, and wouldn't you know, it's Mr Farrell's TOTGA, and she moved back to Snuggford after her husband passed away so she could be closer to family. This makes Mr Farrell decide that he doesn't wanna move to Florida anymore.

Undercover: Blood Bonds

Chapter 10: Vera clocks in for the morning shift and finds Bluejay in Club with her pajamas on, finding out that she doesn't have a place to stay so she's been sleeping in the backroom. Vera offers her to move in so she doesn't catch a case for breaking in. At the end of the shift, Jericho reveals he has mind control powers and he used them to make Crystal exit the room before he ordered Mr Smirnov to get rid of Vera because she's asking too many questions.

Chapter 11: Vera meets up with Hank at a pub called Smokin' Wheels, and he tells her that Mr Smirnov's on a mission to get her sacked. Lilly's ex boyfriend Sam shows up and Vera spends that shift trying not to get noticed by Sam. At the end of the shift, we get a flashback of Sam being overprotective but concerned about Lilly coming home late and he pulls the "you're mine" card, while Lilly walks away going "You don't know anything".

Pretty sure the cops are wrong that Sam's the culprit and it's actually Mr Mind Control with the glowy red eyes Jericho that they should be looking up.

stories to om-nom-nom next

The Tortured Poets Department

I'm already sharpening a pitchfork with Joe Alwyn's name on it.

Hello Kitty Island Adventure: Imagination Celebration Event

I have no idea what this side story's gonna be, but all I know is that they made my precious bb Kuromi the villain of the event, and ngl I'm fuming. My sweet mischievous baby deserves better 😤

That's all for this week. See y'all next week unless I fall into a rabbit hole of planning out new stories for the WIP pile because I up and decided to Phase 1 plan for a "The Tortured Poets Department Collection" 🥴🫡