perfecting my 5 year old look

burningocean  asked:

Top 5 Soukoku moments ? 😎

Hi Ann, look at what you’ve done. Thank you for the pain. 

1. “I used Corruption because I trusted you”. All this scene is sort of heartbreaking. Chuuya trusts Dazai so much it physically pains me. He hasn’t used Corruption in FOUR YEARS, and then Dazai comes and says “let’s do it like the old times” / “yes, why not, I’ll just put my life in your hands like I did countless of times despite the fact that you betrayed me and I haven’t heard from you in FOUR FRIGGING YEARS and I could literally die in front of your eyes”. WHO DOES THAT????????? Chuuya Nakahara, apparently. That being said, I can’t believe my favorite skk moment is also the moment that makes me raging THE MOST. Of course I’m still outrageously bitter because Dazai literally called him partner, folded his clothes (yes, I’m bringing back the vintage receipts here), washed his face from the blood and then…left him there??? WHAT THE FUCK DAZAI???

2. When they pull the power couple aesthetic. When they actually work together as a team, they are mesmerizing to watch. You can see that the roots of their partnership are still there, that they know each other so much that sometimes they don’t even need words to communicate. They are not Soukoku for nothing, after all. 

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3. When Chuuya fake killed Dazai (aka, Soukoku in a nutshell). Ah this is such a powerful moment, the cherry on top of a scene where Dazai did everything he could to push Chuuya on the verge of murder, just to see him almost doing it. I can’t help but think how liberating this gesture must have been for Chuuya, he finally let out a little bit of his frustration (that’s why he was there in the first place. After four years he’s still bugged by him, he still wants some sort of revenge, he still needs a closure Dazai is not willing to give him). But that’s it. You can say you’ll kill him all you want, my little Chuuya, but will you really? I don’t think so, because you care and love him so much it’s almost painful to watch. And if you, Dazai, could stop toying with him every chance you get, I’d really appreciate it. Thank you very much.

4. Every time Dazai reminds Chuuya that he knows everything about him. Tell us more about those moves and those thrusts Dazai, we’re all ears. 

5. DORKS. First of all, I want Dazai saying “CHUUUYAAAAAA” as the sound people hear passing next to my grave. Second. I feel so robbed because in the manga Dazai actually laugh his ass off at Chuuya’s “little rich girl” impression. 

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- bonus: all the official art involving them is a blessing sent from the gods, I think that Bones ships them as much as we do if not more (remember the park date one? HONESTLY). But there’s one that has has a special place in my heart:

LISTEN. L I S T E N. I could talk about this art literally for two days straight because ??? You can try to convince me all you want, but this is made to be somehow romantic. Look at the way Dazai is tilting his chin up, it looks like he’s waiting for a kiss. And Chuuya is looking in our direction but if he was to look down he’ll be right above Dazai’s lips and ???? WHAT THE FUCK??? Not to mention what’s probably the most fucked up thing here that is THE FLOWERS. It’s a Camellia Japonica, or Japanese Quince, and they are the symbol of love, temptation, passion and deep desire. That’s it y’all. I’m out. I don’t even know what to say anymore. Soukoku might not be canon, but sure as hell they are baiting it…a lot. 

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anonymous asked:

I wish I understood the Taylor Swift narrative that's being pushed right now by Harry. Album lyrics aside, Harry is full on embracing her presence in his promo this week and allowing his recognized, longtime friends to talk about her. Nick Grimshaw R1/ Two Ghosts; Liam in his video interviews talking about MSG, Ed Sheeran & mentioned her being with Harry; Carpool Harryoke and the strong rumor that her song Trouble was sang by him (oh man, the video for that one!) Is this to sell more HS records?

Hi. I’m a little drunk in an Uber so I hope I make some sense and also apologize in advance if I don’t.

The simple answer? Yes. Everything he’s done so far is to sell records. It’s the music BUSINESS. Even if there is a moment when he’s truly 100% himself it’s to sell records.

His promo has been fascinating for me to watch. Because in some respects there have been some AMAZING highs but also some really HUH? Moments.

I really wish they would just trust him. Let his talent and personality shine for themselves. Met the album grow over time rather than quick sales. He’s effortlessly charming, beyond charismatic, and RIDICULOUSLY talented. Like it just hit me this morning that he’s only 23 years old. He has so much more time to learn and grow and perfect his talents as a singer, songwriter, and performer. He’s already this fantastic, imagine how great he’ll be in 5-10 years time.

My biggest issue with Jeff going into things is that he always came across as lazy to me. He was born into the business. And look, I’m sure he’s put some work in. I respect the fact that he’s worked on the agent side of things and learned how that worked rather than just immediately jumping into being the heir to his father’s legacy. But I’m still seeing laziness.

Personally I think there are a few reasons harry is embracing it. First, he’s been told it will help sell more records. While I still stand by for him it’s not about the financial aspect and the money it will bring, I do believe he wants as many people as possible to hear his music. I do think he wants to be taken seriously as an artist. And for that to happen people need to actually listen to his music.

Second, I think it’s a way to keep his private life private. He wants that separation. If people are busy talking about Taylor they won’t be busy asking about Louis.

Finally, and I think this ties into the second part, I think he’s kind of learned to enjoy putting on a character of sorts when it comes to promo. A way to not have to truly be himself. Sure, you get bits and pieces here and there, but Harry Styles™ is not the real Harry Styles and there might be a kind of freedom in there for him.

Anyway. This answer is probably all over the place and I do hope it makes sense. Whiskey makes me use a lot of words.


hey there!

i’m going to tell you, right off the bat, most, if not EVERY artist goes through a comparison phase in which we believe we aren’t good enough.
you remind me of one of my best friends, she was on a very similar boat and even getting her to draw anything at all was complicated because of how easily she’d get discouraged. mind you, she was a lot older than 18, in her mid twenties, when this came up. at the time, her art was good, but she refused to see it. even then, she kept practicing and drawing inspiration from her favorite artists whenever she could. today? her art is AMAZING. she improved a fuckton in literally a year and a half.

i improved a lot too since i was 18, and i’m not even that consistent when drawing, i can go months without creating anything, and i still managed to improve merely by observation and understanding, because art has a looot to do with making sense of how the world works three dimensionally, and the older you get, the better your perception of these things get. when i drew a face at 5 years old, in my head? it made perfect sense, it looked amazing. it obviously didn’t. when i was 15, i looked back on the drawing i had made 10 years back and thought, wow, this is total shit. i proceeded to draw another face. “now THIS looks actually good!” i thought at the time. at 23 years old, i look back on those drawings and realize how completely garbage they are, how the anatomy was all wrong, etc, and how somehow my brain was wired to think they were good. in 10 years time i will probably think the same of my drawings now, because your perception is evergrowing and so is your skill, if you exercise it. you don’t have to make a drawing every day. take a couple hours a week and dedicate them to picking up a pencil.

instead of comparing yourself, get inspired. i see artists who are younger than me and draw infinitely better and while at first it’s discouraging, then i realize that their work actually speaks to me and makes me want to keep creating. because each piece of art is, at the end of the day, an original piece that came from your head. so do not compare: observe, appreciate, and learn.

keep creating your art. ✏️


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Kai playing with his 5 year old son

When you first moved to Mystic Falls, you knew your life was going to change. A lot. Vampires, werewolves, witches and all those other supernatural creatures, you don’t get use to all of that easily. You were just a human and you can’t say you weren’t afraid sometimes of getting hurt or something worse. After a few weeks, everything just seemed normal. Until the day you met a certain siphoner. Malachai Parker. Of course, when you met him, he seemed nice and you were mesmerized by him. Everything about him invited you in. You’ve never felt like that and it was something new for you and for him. Bonnie of course freaked out when you told her about Kai because of everything he did to her when they were stuck together in prison world, but if everyone in this stupid town could’ve forgave Elena, Damon and the rest of them for going all crazy, Kai deserved a chance too. No one understood your love for Kai and why would you even date a monster like him, even though you never thought he was a monster. He was a human being who didn’t get his chance to show that he’s just scared, instead he was called an abomination. You’ve never felt fear when you were around Kai because you knew he would never hurt you. He loved you and you loved him. You never allowed anyone to even try to hurt Kai. You were just a human, but you had your own ways of protecting him. Even when he became a heretic, you were right by his side. Although, there was also another person right by his and your side. Before Kai turned into a vampire, you ended up pregnant. You and Kai had a very physical relationship, even thought it was never all about sex. There was more to it, but then one time of no being careful, you ended up pregnant with a baby boy. You thought Kai would freak out about it, but he didn’t. It surprised you. He was unbelievably happy about it and so were you. After your and Kai’s son was born, you moved to your own house in Mystic Falls. After a few years, you started to notice that he was exactly like Kai. A siphoner. Kai taught him everything. How to control it and if he got any magic, how to use it. He made sure that your son was loved enough and not neglected like Kai was. Seeing him around your son always made your heart melt. It was always a very beautiful moment to see.

 You walked out of the house into the backyard, only to see Kai sitting on a chair, holding his now 5 year old son. You smiled at them and leaned on the door frame, loving what was in front of you.

 'Everything alright?’ Kai asked as he looked at you, a smile showing up on his beautiful face.

 'Perfect, I’m just happy to see my boys.’ You replied and sat down on the chair that was across from Kai and your son. Kai picked his son up, his legs firmly pressed on Kai’s thighs. Your son laughed and started squirming around as he wanted to go down, Kai gently let him go, your son running into the backyard to pick up a small yellow ball that was right in front of the beautiful rose bushes that were growing in your garden. He ran towards Kai and handed him the ball, Kai catching it as he looked at him.

 'Wanna play?’ Kai asked, your son nodding as he caught Kai’s hand and led him a bit further from the chairs, wanting to play with him.

‘Ok, ready?’ Kai asked and threw the ball gently, falling perfectly into your son’s hands. He laughed and threw it back to Kai. He dropped it, pretending it was too hard to catch it, making your son laugh.

 'You missed!’ Your son said through his laugh, Kai throwing the ball to him again, your son catching it. Kai waited for him to throw it back but he pressed the ball with his hands firmly against his chest and started running around. He looked back every so often to see if Kai was going after him.

 'Where are you going?’ Kai asked and smiled, confused as to why your son was running around.

 'Dad, you have to catch me if you want the ball.’ He laughed, immediately making you smile because of how cute he looked and how adorable his laugh was. Kai looked at your direction and smiled at you as he slowly started running around slowly, pretending to not be able to catch your son.

‘You’re too fast, I can’t catch you.’ Kai said, your son not giving up. He threw the ball at you as you caught it and hid it behind you back. Kai looked at you and winked as you threw the ball gently back at your son.

'Not fair!’ Kai added as he stopped running.

'Why did you stop?’ Your son asked, a sign of disappointment on his face. He pouted and looked towards Kai.

'Because I can’t catch you. You’re just too fast.’ Kai replied as your son started running towards Kai, dropping the ball on the floor. Kai spread his arms, your son jumping into his embrace as Kai picked him up. He lifted him up, all the way above him and spun him around a couple of times before they both fell down on the ground, your son safely in Kai’s arms. You laughed at them, making them turn their heads and look directly at you. They quickly got up and started running in your direction, making you get up too, but they were too fast. They both hugged you tightly, their arms wrapped around you. Kai looked at your son and winked at him as they tackled you down on the grass softly. You laughed out loud, making your son laugh too as he and Kai both dropped to their knees and started tickling you.

 'No, no, guys please stop.’ You muttered through laugh, trying to get them to stop.

'What do you say, big guy? Should we stop tickling mommy?’ Kai asked, looking at your son.

'Yes!’ He replied and put his arms around you, hugging you tightly. Kai kept looking at you with a smile on his face. After a few moments he leaned in and kissed you soflty, your body trembling. You looked into his eyes and smiled at him, thinking what did you do that you got so lucky and got such a wonderful family.

Christmas Cookies

Maria Reynolds x Reader

Note: I actually really like this one it was a lot of fun to write and I’m happy I got to write a character I’e never written before it was fun! Hope you enjoy

Request: Anonymous asked: You don’t have to, but what about a fluffy Maria Reynolds x reader involving baking something Christmas themed since you asked for holiday requests? Sorry if this isn’t specific enough!

AU: Modern

Word Count: 761

The smooth vocals of the singer singing the Christmas carols off the CD Maria brought over flood through the house. You hadn’t paid attention to who she said it was, you were too captivated by your girlfriend for that, her gorgeous curls frame her face, and her lips are painted in her signature red lipstick she planted a kiss on your cheek as she walked in the door and you still have her lipstick mark on your cheek.

You’re still shocked that a girl like Maria is actually dating you, she’s told you over and over again that she’s the lucky one, that she is forever in awe of you and everything that you do but you still just can’t believe your luck.

“Y/N” you faintly hear your girlfriend calling your name from the kitchen in a singsong tone. “Oh Y/N!” her beautiful voice floods your ears as she comes to stand behind you and you finally turn to look at her.

Since arriving she’s already pulled on a Santa hat and is now shoving one onto your head, as smile gracing her lips as she positions it perfectly.

“There, perfect. Now we can get to work” She says.

“Get to work on what exactly?” you ask as she makes her way over to the Christmas tree, that she helped you decorate last weekend, in the corner of the room and switches the lights on. Suddenly the room is lit in different colors, as they flash softly.

“Christmas cookies” you let her lead you back into the kitchen where she’s laid out all the ingredients you’ll need and passes you a Christmas decorated apron to tie around your waist, and as you look over it you realize it matches the one she holds in her hand.

“You bought us matching aprons?” You ask as a grin creeps over your lips.  

“Yeah, y-you’re okay with that right?” She asks, as she looks down her hair falls to cover her face like a curtain of curls.

You carefully reach out, lifting her chin by the tips of your fingers. “I love them babe” you say quietly before pressing your lips to hers.

As she pulls away she smiles and turns back to the counter. “So I know you’re not on for baking so I already made the Christmas cookies at home. Now you and I get to decorate them together” she announces.

She pulls a container out of one of her bags and as she opens it the unmistakable scent of gingerbread fills the air. Following the cookies she pulls out a bowl of frosting that she’d made at home. 

You peek into the other bag sitting on the counter, which seems to be filled with all sorts of sprinkles and other candy to decorate the cookies with. 

“Someone came prepared” you point out with a grin as you unload the bag. 

“Well I peeked in here a few days ago and you have nothing to decorate cookies with so I figured it was up to me to bring everything” she explains and you laugh. “Now get to work, the one whose cookies look the best wins”

“Wins what exactly?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.

 “I haven’t decided yet” 

By the time you’re finished decorating all the cookies your kitchen is a mess. There’s frosting everywhere and at one point you had spilled the sprinkles all over the floor.

Your hands are also covered with frosting and Maria giggles when she looks up at you.

“How did you get it on your cheek?” She asks as she leans in, kissing your cheek and licking the frosting off as she does.

“Well we both know I’m not particularly great in the kitchen. Definitely not as good as you” you say, glancing down at the now decorated cookies.

Her half look perfect, like cookies you’d find in a bakery somewhere, whereas your half look like a 5 year old took a shot at decorating and did as well as you’d expect.

“I like yours, they look homemade and they look like whoever decorated them had fun with them” She assures you with another kiss on your cheek. “And since I was in charge of this contest I declare you the winner”

You laugh and move over to the sink to wash the frosting off you hands. “So what do I get for winning?” you ask. 

“My company, for the rest of the night” you turn to kiss her as she slips her arms around your waist. 

“I couldn’t think of a better prize” 

Preference: random conversations during a sleepless night

Heyyyy requests are open so any Dan and Phil requests just send them my way. I do smut and fluff. I will do personals. Okay I hope you enjoy this


D: I would win in a battle with Voldemort and you know it! You’d be saying ‘oh Daniel take me now!!’

Y: I don’t sound like that. Plus Voldemort would kick your ass

D: let’s get tattoos someday?

Y: depends on the tattoo..

D: *places down tea on bedside table* here you are my dear

Y: can you pass me my bag I need to work on my report for uni

D: *scrolling through tumblr* LOOK AT THE DOGES (Y/N)!! THE DOGESS

Y: wanna frolic through London at 1 am?

D: yeah let’s go

Y: *calls up taxi* we are going to the store

*at store*

D: babe, they have stuffed blob fish!!!

Y: Dan, if you want it, get it.

D: are these pop tarts???!!!

Y: yeah….WANNA GET SOME???



Y: I can’t sleep

P: it’s going to be one of those nights

Y: wanna film a tag video?

P: sure

Y: when did we meet?

P: next to a ally. You were running and we bumped into each other

Y: what color are my eyes?

P: (e/c). They are so perfect

Y: how long have we been dating?

P: 5 almost 6 years

Y: God am I that old? I’m like an old lady…

P: you don’t look old. You look at least 18!

Y: you look like a 30 year old man child… I love you though….

P: i forgive you because I love you!

Y: yay! Okay, how long were we dating before we had our first kiss?

P: um well it was like our 10th date and I tripped and our lips just fell together.

Y: do you regret it?

P: not ever.

anonymous asked:

k yah its official your blog singlehandedly gave me a Seunghyun crush and this is An Issue. - dead vibrator battery anon (i need to find a better signature. maybe 🔋 for irony's sake)

Anonymous said: like this is an issue i don’t even like masculine guys why do i like t.o.p. like i’m normally into ones like jimin or nu'est’s ren (or like. GIRLS. mostly girls tbh.) but his voice and everything is just. good. -🔋

I am so happy my blog is getting people into seunghyun!! you’re the second person now and I am just so glad he is getting more love. (and also proud of myself tbh)

seunghyun is gorgeous. he’s the perfect mix of a serious, mysterious, art and alcohol loving guy, and a silly, funny, instagram spamming (of horses, purple rain, etc.) and deleting 5 year old. it’s a wild ride but it looks and sounds so damn good 

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embrace the love, anonie. embrace it, accept it, enjoy it. 

i rectify my old limb enhancers Arin design with this one. They don’t look too different but the fingers don’t float as far and they can’t form a screen- just connect to other computers, BECAUSE i realized that he had these like more than 5 thousand years before MatPat (peridot) so they’d look different and probably be more primitive.

So uh, they were probably still in development and Arin was the perfect candidate to test them, what with his gem being in his hand- it could power the limb enhancers. 

(Requests are open!)

Title: The Love of my Life

Requested? Nope

Overview: During winter break me and my boyfriend, Niall, decided that I should go to his parent’s house in Ireland to visit him and his family.

(Lots of cutesy stuff)

I grabbed my bags and made my way out of the plane, dragging my feet behind me.

I tiredly trudged through the crowded Mullingar airport and noticed I had a notification as I took my phone out of my pocket.

‘I see you’ it read.

I looked back up, instantly smiling as I saw my blue eyed boyfriend walking toward me.

“Babe!” Niall happily said as he hugged me.

“Hey, miss me?” I laughed.

“Only everyday” he replied, grinning down at me.

I yawned before I could reply.

“I see you are excited to be here” Niall joked.

“Niall” I whined, smiling as I playfully slapped his arm.

“Alright, let’s go” he said, picking up one of my bags.

“Thank you, you are so kind” I grinned, grabbing the other bag.


He swung open the door of his childhood home, allowing me to go in first, before following after.

I heard light footsteps before hearing a voice.

“Niall!” his mother, Maura, excitedly yelled as she ran toward him, tightly hugging him, while Bobby, his father, drifted down the stairs behind his wife.

I awkwardly stood to the side, unsure of what to do. I had met his parents before, if talking on the phone and occasionally speaking when me and Niall would Skype is called “meeting”.

I was really excited to spend winter break in Ireland with Niall, after all, I never got to see him. Between the distances of our homes and the chaos of concert dates, it was practically impossible for the two of us to see each other.

“Hi” Bobby kindly smiled at me as he put out his hand.

“Hello” I nervously said, shaking it.

Maura directed her eyes toward me.

“Oh and you must be Y/N, we have heard so much about you!” she graciously said, pulling me into a hug.

“Thank you for having me” I said with a warm smile.

“It’s no problem, dear!” she said as she pulled away from the embrace.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I’m going to get Y/N settled in and show her around the house” Niall explained to his parents.

“Oh of course. We actually need to run a few errands but we will be back a little later” Maura said as she hugged Niall once more before sending me another smile and swiftly leaving the house with her husband.

“Your parents are wonderful” I said.

“Yeah, I know” Niall smiled softly to himself. “Anyway, let’s get your stuff upstairs and then I can show you around.”


After settling my bags in the guest room, and getting a tour of the house, jet leg started creeping up on me.

I rested my head on my hands, and my hands rested on the kitchen table, my eyes closed.

“Y/N” Niall whispered, slightly shaking me.

“Hmmmm” I sleepily hummed in response.

“You wanna nap?” he softly laughed.

“Mmhmm, it’s sleepy time.”

I felt him grab my hand and I instinctively intwined our fingers, lazily opening my eyes as I stood up from the table. I stumbled up the stairs and plopped down on Niall’s bed.

“Goodnight, even though it’s only 4 in the evening” he softy laughed as he kissed the top of my head.

The last thing I heard before drifting off was the 'click’ of the closing door.


I woke up and rolled over, only opening my eyes when I remembered where I was.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat for a while, listening to hints of where Niall and/or his parents were.

After hearing Niall’s muffled voice coming from downstairs, I stretched, cleaned myself up in the bathroom, and made the trip downstairs.

“Hey sleepy head” Niall said as he ended the call he was just on.

I simply smiled in response. “Who was on the phone?” I asked.

“I was ordering food from a pizza place that’s not too far from here, I thought you would be hungry, are you? I know I am” he laughed.

“Starving” I grinned. “Hey, where are your parents? Are they still out?”

“Oh, no. They’re upstairs, asleep.”

“Asleep? It’s only like 6??” I said as more of a question than a statement.

“It’s 10 at night.”

“What? You’re telling me that i was asleep for 6 hours?” I exclaimed.

“Yes” he simply stated. “Don’t be embarrassed about sleep, sleep is great” he laughed.

“Oh I know sleep is great, but why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I know how jet leg feels, I know you needed it” he smiled at me. “Now, what do you feel like doing while we wait for food?”

“Movies maybe?” I asked hopefully.

“What a great idea” he smiled as he walked over to his family room, turning on the TV.

“I’m full of them” I playfully joked, following him. “Do you have like a stack of movies? Or a place where they are usually kept?”

“Yeah, usually over there” he said as he pointed in the direction of a cabinet beside the TV, all the while his eyes focused on the remote.

I walked over and opened the cabinet, immediately knowing which movie we would be watching.

CAN WE WATCH THIS PLEASE" I asked, holding up the movie I picked.

“Rise of the Guardians?” Niall asked as he looked up, a smile lingering on his lips.

“YES” I said.

“I have never seen it before.”

I dramatically gasped. “Well, you won’t be able to say that after tonight.”

I walked over and handed him the movie before retiring to the couch.

After Niall put the disk in, he went upstairs and returned with one blanket and two pillows.

After getting settled in, I rested my head on his shoulder and I felt his arm drape around my backside, our legs getting tangled together.

“I love you” he said.

“And I love you” I replied, cuddling in closer.


Our comfortable silence, and our movie, was disturbed when we heard a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it” Niall said as he grabbed money off the counter and made his was toward the door.

“Foooooood!” Niall happily said as he placed the containers on the table.

“Amazing” I said, giggling at him.

After opening multiple random cupboards, I finally found the cups, and filled one with my favorite drink, which fortunately, he had.

We walked back over to the couch and placed our food and drinks on the table that was placed in front of it, and got back into our original comfy positions.

Niall reached for the remote.

“How about we finish the movie after we eat. Can we just talk?” I asked.

“Of course” he replied as he leaned down and pecked my lips.

After a few seconds had past, Niall spoke up.

“Do you think there are aliens out in space?”

“I mean there are so many galaxies and inside those galaxies there are solar systems and inside those solar systems are multiple planets, on one of those planets there must be some kind of life besides us” I laughed at his random question.

“What do you think they look like?” He continued, giggling and speaking like a 5 year old.

“I don’t know, ever seen avatar, like the blue people. Maybe that” I laughed.

“Or the stereotypical green guys with antennas” he joked.

“I can see that” I laughed once more, almost choking on my food in the process.


“We should make some cupcakes” Niall all- of-a-suddenly said.

“What?” I questioned. “It’s midnight, Niall. And we just finished our dinner.”

“That’s the perfect time to make cupcakes, Y/N!”

“I agree, let’s go” I laughed as we got up and ran to the kitchen.

Niall pulled out the materials we needed as I searched in the pantry for a cupcake mix.

I gasped as a few things came tumbling down on me.

Niall abruptly looked up and broke out in laughter as he spotted my dilemmas.

I fell on my back and clutched my chest as I let out desperate gasps as I laughed, tears starting to roll down my face.

Niall walked over and hid his face in my neck, both of us attempting, but failing, to try and stop laughing.

When I looked up, I saw his face had turned red from the laughing, and I no doubt looked any different.

“I’m so glad that I have you in my life” Niall said sincerely.

“And what would I do without you?” I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss, placing my hand on the crook of his neck.

When we pulled apart I lifted myself off the floor and ended up needing to help Niall off the floor as well.

“Back to those cupcakes” I determinedly said, a grin plastered on my face.

“Are you sure you don’t need help looking for a mix? I wouldn’t want another avalanche crushing you” Niall mirrored my grin.

I stuck my tongue out at him before turning and going back to the pantry search.

“Aha!” I said as I pulled out a chocolate cupcake mix.

I walked over to the counter and poured the mix into the bowl that Niall had found.

Niall then poured in the water and handed me a measuring cup.

I looked at the directions on the box and walked over to the pantry once more. I pulled out the oil and measured the perfect amount into the cup and then into the bowl.

Niall stirred the ingredients as I got ready to evenly distribute the mix into the cupcake pan.

“Voila” I said after I was done. “We did good, don’t ya think?”

“We did” he laughed as he put the cupcakes into the oven.


After we waited for the cupcakes to fully cook, we frosted them and then decided to finish watching Rise of the Guardians.

Once again in our former position of cuddling on the couch, and the TV softly playing in the background, I felt Niall’s head gently bump my shoulder. Not thinking anything of it, I continued watching the movie.

I softly gasped when his head fell on my lap.

“Niall?” I laughed.


I brung my hand down and brushed through his hair, smiling to myself.

“My sleepy baby” I whispered to myself.

I brushed my fingers against his cheek and I thought to myself:

how did I ever get so lucky?

I directed my eyes back to the movie and continued to unconsciously twirl his hair through my fingers.

I don’t know how I fell asleep in a sitting up position, but the last thing I remember were the end credits of the movie, and the soft snores of the love of my life.

Tutor Me (11/?)

Summary: Killian just got accepted Harvard and needs to find a way to
pay for college. Emma is struggling in her senior math course and needs to
raise her grade if she wants to graduate on time. What happens when an academically driven boy winds up tutoring one of the most popular girls at Storybrooke High? CS High School AU. Rated T. [AO3] []

A/N: Well, as promised, once I got to 800 followers, I’d post chapter 11 (although, we all know I would have posted chapter 11 today, anyway…) I would really appreciate some feedback if you could take the time to give some. It helps me make sure people are liking this fic and where it’s going. My betas foundmyhome and ferretliketendencies are still amazing.

Killian had just gotten home and was talking with Liam about their days when the familiar beep signifying a text went off on his phone. It was a message from Emma saying that she had fun and was stopping by the pool tomorrow. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face, and was only brought back into the conversation when Liam cleared his throat.

“Sorry, Liam. What did you say?” Killian shook his head, as if erasing something from an etch-a-sketch, and turned all of his attention back to his brother.

“I was talking about one of my navy buddies, but whatever has got that smile on your face is something I’d much rather talk about.” Liam leaned back in his chair. “Who’ve you been texting?”

“It’s nobody,” Killian lied, causing Liam to roll his eyes.

“So, it’s a girl,” Liam said, teasing his little brother. “Who is she?”

Killian was going to deny it again before sinking in his chair. Liam would keep bothering him until he told him, so Killian finally gave in. “It’s the girl I tutor. Her name’s Emma.”

“Emma,” Liam repeated. “And I assume you like this girl?”

Killian shrugged, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. “I mean, I wouldn’t say she’s unattractive…”

Liam patted his brother’s back. “Well, go for it, then! You’re a handsome lad. I’m sure she’d be interested.”

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Not Just A Rebound (A Brett Talbot imagine)

Warning:Y/N is a famous country singer so sorry if your not a country fan but this just kind of came to me and I thought is was sorta original so enjoy.

Y/N/N-Your Nickname

-Y/N’s POV-

I would say trying to act like a normal teenager while there are a bunch of paps outside is pretty hard. Everyone at school knows who I am and what I do. But that also means everyone knows about my personal life because the paps and my peers like to exchange information. And my life’s latest scandals are whether I’m going to accept my Uncle Luke Bryan’s offer to go on tour with him in the middle of my freshman year, along side the scandal of my latest break up with my boyfriend of a year Sophomore Liam Dunbar. When you find your best friend Hayden Romero and Liam in a compromising position on your bed it becomes big news. So you can see why coming to school these past two weeks have been torture almost literally. Liam nor Hayden will leave me alone no matter how hard I try to dodge them. Everyone keeps asking me if I am leaving to start the tour that I haven’t decided if I’m going on yet, and now to make matters worst Lydia Martin the girl I have looked to as my sister since I was 3 is making me go to the Beacon Hills V. Devenford Prep lacrosse game to “manhunt” so I can try to get over Liam all the while making him jealous and piss him off. 

-At the Game-

I hate going to these stupid games if we are going to be honest. Especially now that I see Hayden sitting next to Liam on the players bench. I didn’t even know you were allowed to do that. I see Liam looking extremely pissed while he’s looking at the field, I mean I knew he had a problem with his old school especially the team captain Brett Talbot honestly I though he was a chill dude but Liam had different thoughts.

“Lydia why do we have to be here. None of them are going to talk to me anyway.” I said really hating this right now.

“I have a brilliant idea.” Lydia squealed ignoring my complaining.

“No your brilliant ideas always get me nearly killed it’s not happening.”

“Come on Y/N/N go up to Brett and flirt with him.” As Lydia said that I saw both Liam and Brett look up. I find it really rude that these damn werewolves keep using their superpowers to listen into people’s conversations.

“No Lydia why would I do that.”

“Because not only do you get a hot lacrosse player with a nice bod, but you also get to piss Liam off more then I think any of us have ever seen.” Lydia has been trying to get Liam back for 2 weeks now. She’s not his biggest fan right now since and I quote “He hurt my little sister now I’m going to hurt him but physically.” After I calmed her down she stuck to just mental abuse I guess I don’t know.

“Lydia I’m not going to use some poor guy I don’t like the thought of anyone thinking he would be a revenge weapon or a rebound. He seems like a decent guy and nobody deserves to be treated like that.”

“Ugggh since when do you have morals.” She asked irritated she couldn’t see Liam break the metal bench from jealousy.

“Since I know what it’s like to feel used and betrayed. I wouldn’t want Brett to feel that way when he did nothing wrong.”

“Okay I’ll think of something else.” She said while I chuckled. Then the strangest thing happened. I saw Brett wink at me, which caused me to look down and blush. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that saw it because when the whistle blew for the start of the game Liam attacked Brett right away. When I saw this I jumped out of my seat and pushed through a crowd of people. Then I came to Hayden trying to come Liam down and Brett laying on the floor behind them. I pushed the couple out of the way and went to Brett.

“Hey are you okay?” I asked Brett.

“Yeah I guess I shouldn’t have tried to hit on Liam’s ex girl.” He said chuckling.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s a bit of an ass sometimes.” I said trying to ease the tension.

“Yeah I’m the ass.” I heard Liam mumble behind me. Something in my snapped.

“You know what Dunbar you cheated on me. You slept with my now ex best friend. (I said looking at Hayden.) So stop playing the victim card I swear. I went downstairs for 2 minutes to get everyone drinks. When I came back upstairs she was on top of you. ON MY BED!” I gradually got louder as I was talking.

“I know Y/N/N and that was my biggest mistake ever.” He said taking my hand which I immediately ripped out of his hand.

“Don’t touch me.” I said laced with more venom then I expected. “I will not give you another chance. I can’t even look at you without seeing her on you. I want nothing to do with you and I would really appreciate it if you didn’t maul every guy that looked in my direction.” I finished my speech, helped Brett up when I knew he wasn’t hurt, and walked off holding Brett’s hand with Lydia trailing not far behind. 

“Thanks for helping me back there.” Brett said scratching the back of his neck. I just shrugged it off like it was no biggy.

“He had it coming. I was getting sick of his shit these past few weeks.” I said when all of a sudden my phone starting buzzing out of control. I was getting Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, any other social media website notifications. When I opened my twitter my feed was filled with the same video. Liam and I’s fight back on the field. Then all of a sudden I got a call from my Uncle Luke.

“Hello.” I said.

“Hey Y/N I saw the video on Twitter are you okay?” 

“Uh, yeah this is going to be tomorrow’s headlines though if it’s spreading this fast.” I answered Uncle Luke.

“I’m sorry Doll you know the offer still stands if you want to get away from the high school drama for a little while.”

“Yeah I’m thinking I might just take you up that offer now. I love you. I’ll call you later I still need to think.”

“Alrighty Doll face I’ll call you soon. Love you.” Then Uncle Luke hung up.

Then I looked up and I saw Brett looking confused down at his phone. Then I looked at Lydia who looked like she was about to cry probably knowing what I meant by I’m thinking about taking an offer.

“Hey look Brett I’m sorry you got dragged into all of this. If you couldn’t tell I’m a little more well known then most freshmen in high school.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s kind of cool knowing you would take time out of your busy life to worry about little ole’ me.” He said in a funny voice while laughing. “Hey I would love to hang out with you more, if that’s okay with you of course.” He said making me blush and Lydia jump up and down silently squealing behind him.

“Yeah that would be really cool.

-Next Morning-

I woke up to Lydia sleeping in my bed and my phone buzzing. I answered the phone not looking at my caller I.D.

“Hello?” I said in my gross, raspy morning voice.

“Oh hey Y/N did I wake you up I’m sorry.” Brett’s voice came through my phone. I immediately cleared my throat.

“oh no it’s almost noon I had to wake up eventually.” I said laughing it off like it was no big deal. Then Lydia started groaning and telling me to shut up she’s sleeping. 

“Oh well in that case I was heading to the beach and well this might be a little weird since we just met last night but I was wondering if you wanted to go.” He asked sounding less confident then most people say he is.

“I would love to go to the beach let me just get ready then I will call you when I’m ready is that good.”

“Yeah that’s perfect. I’ll talk to you soon Y/N.” 

“Bye Brett.” I said before hanging up. When I finally hung up I squealed like a one direction fan who just saw Harry’s new instagram photo. (Note:Not making fun of 1D fans I’m a huge fan myself and squeal when he posts js.) Then I started beating Lyd with my pillow telling her to get her ass up.

“What could possibly be so important at this ungodly hour.”

“Lyd it’s 11:55 in the morning.”

“Shut up Y/N.”

“Brett invited me to the beach so get up pick out a bathing suit for me and get the hell out.” After I said that she turned towards me with her eyes as wide as a kid at a candy store and started jumping getting out of my bed to go to my dresser. 

Once I was packed and ready to go I hugged Lydia before she left and called Brett to tell him I was ready. Once we got to the beach we found the perfect spot with a good view of the ocean and the sun blazing directly above us. 

We had been tanning for about an hour and a half when Brett suggested going into the water. We had a race to the ocean and when he realized I was winning he quickly caught up and picked my up by my waist. He started spinning me around and we were laughing like a pair of 5 year olds. When he put me down we looked into each others eyes and we started to lean in when I heard.

“Y/N Y/L/N look over here who is the new guy. Didn’t you just break it off with that Liam kid.” I pulled away from Brett and just looked down so the guy couldn’t get a picture of my face. 

“I’m sorry.” I whispered to Brett.

“Don’t worry about it I can deal with it for a couple of hours but you have to deal with this all the time.” He said back reassuring me that he didn’t mind. Then he did something unexpected. He pulled me by my waist to his side shined a breathe taking smile and said..

“Hi I’m Brett, but I would really appreciate it if you could leave me and my friend Y/N here alone so we could have a relaxing day at the beach.” I was the only one surprised. The pap was so surprised that he backed up and nodded leaving his original spot in front of Brett and I.

“Thank you. You really didn’t have to do that.” I said to Brett.

“Stop thanking me and apologizing it was my pleasure he said smiling at me. The sun started to set so we started to get our stuff together. When we got home I thanked Brett for the day off and everything he did that day. He brushed it off and said it wasn’t that big of a deal.

That night I called Lydia to help me with what I should do about this tour.

“Honestly Y/N/N I think you need the break. I don’t want to see you go but if as long as I get free tickets and backstage passes to see my mini me then I will live with a little distance.”

“I really believe I need to get out of school, but how am I going to tell the rest of the pack?” I said now stressing myself out.

“They will understand you have had a tough time lately.”

“Your right I just have to call my uncle and accept the offer after making sure it’s still available. Then I guess I’ll call a pack meeting.”

-The pack meeting (cause I’m to lazy to right the phone convo)-

“So I called because I need to talk to guys about something.” I started.

“Okay. You can tell us anything you know that.” Scott said reassuring me probably smelling my fear.

“I took my Uncle’s offer and I’m leaving to start the tour in Nashville in one week.” I told everyone.

“Oh and did you tell your little boyfriend this.” Liam said when he stormed into my house holding a magazine..

“What are you talking about?” Saying back to Liam honestly confused.

“Oh I don’t know Y/N/N how about the fact that Brett and your beach day is the cover of this magazine. And on the inside there are whole bunch of pictures of the “Cute Couple.” and there amazing beach day.”Liam fired at me.

“Brett took to the beach yesterday to hang out since it was a nice day I don’t see the problem. Brett and I are friends and last time I checked you and I are broken up.” I snapped back at Liam.

“Whatever Y/N he’s just a rebound.” Liam said.

“He’s not just a rebound. And thank you for proving why I need to get the hell out of Beacon Hills.” I said storming out of my livingroom. Next I called Brett saying we needed to talk. I told everyone I would be right back if they wanted to stay. 

When I got to the lacrosse field where we agreed to meet I was nearly shaking. 

“Hey Y/N/N are you okay?”

“Yea I just have to tell you something important.” 

“Okay. Shoot.”

“I took my Uncle’s offer to go on tour with him.”

“Oh wow that’s.. um that’s insane um congrats.” He said seeming upset now.

“Don’t worry I already told Lyd I would give her tickets and allow her to go backstage to watch or hang out. Of course your allowed the same access.”

“I know Y/N/N. It’s just not the same as knowing your just a phone call away.”

“I’ll still be a phone call away. I said trying to reassure him. But it didn’t work so I tried a different route. “How about you come with me.”

“What?” He said seeming confused.

“Come on tour with me, or at least go to the first few concerts and if you like it stay if you don’t come back to Beacon and I’ll see you when I get back.” I said not knowing where this offer came from.

“Okay maybe we can try that out, let me talk to Satomi and my teachers. Then I’ll get back to you tomorrow.” 

“Sounds like a plan.” I said before kissing his cheek and leaving.

-A couple months later-

So Brett ended up only staying for half the tour. That was the deal with his school, and pack leader Satomi. But now I’m back in Beacon Hills excited to see everyone. Everyone came to a couple concerts even Mason saw a couple since we are friends even if Liam is his best friend.

Now I just saw the whole pack happy to be reunited but I was super excited to stop at Devenford Prep. I haven’t see Brett since he left to go back to his life. The whole pack came with me to surprise Brett. We didn’t know the exact day I was coming back so now it’s a surprise. 

The pack and I were all joking around waiting for lacrosse practice to be over. When I realize the boys are all in the locker room we move to the bleachers. When I see my favorite Devenford Prep player I stand up ready to run into his arms. 

“Y/N/N?” Brett says making sure he’s seeing right. When he says that I bolt to his arms which are by now open. When I jump he catches me and I wrap my legs around his waist. Then we share a passionate kiss. I hear the whole pack gasp. When we turn around I see everyone shocked but Lydia who is smirking since she was the only one that knew. He asked me out my first concert of the tour.

-Throwback to concert-

“I can’t do this. I’m either going to throw up or fall on my face.” This statement has become a common thing for people to hear since I’m still so nervous about performing live. Even though I have been in this business a couple years. 

“You’ll do fine.”

“How can you be so sure?” I ask Brett while he sits there smirking at my mini anxiety attack. Asshole.

“Because I have faith in you. All you have to do is go out there, close your eyes, breathe, and do what you do best.” He said making me feel a little better.

“Okay. Your right I have done this so many times before I’ll be fine.”

“Come here” He said. Confused I sat next to him.

“You know that outfit looks really sexy.” Brett whispers in my ear making me blush.

“Shut up.” I say pushing his shoulder playfully still embarrassed. 

“No I’m serious Y/N/N you look hot.” Brett said smirking. Probably loving the effect he has over you. “I want to see you smiling out on that stage be you because your perfect and everyone out there knows that to that’s why they are here. You know what looks really sexy though you know besides your outfit?”

“What?” I said slightly chuckling as he looks down at my outfit again.

“The confidence you get when your out there. I saw it today at sound check. So go out there and put that beautiful smile you had at sound check today and have fun. That’s what this is about. You having fun and forgetting your stressful life at Beacon Hills.”

“Thank you Brett.” I said once again blushing.

“Hey don’t thank me yet.” He said

“Okay so when should I thank you.” I said smiling at him.

“After I date tonight when your concerts over.” He said smirking.

“Oh I didn’t realize we had a date planned.” Messing with him.

“Oh sweet heart your wildest dreams are about to come true.” He said continuing the playful banter.

“Oh really. And how should I thank you for making those dreams come true Mr.Talbot?” I said with a slight smirk. 

“At the end of the date you can just kiss me as a thank you.” 

“Don’t get your hopes up Talbot. I gotta start heading out. Don’t wait up.” I said kissing his cheek. 

The concert went great that night and every time I looked over Brett was sitting there on the sidelines with a huge smile. The date did end with a kiss and then we went to our respective beds on the tour bus.

-End of throwback-

“And that’s how we got together.” I said smiling at Brett lovingly. Everyone awed and of course Lydia did her infamous fangirl squeal well everyone except the one and only Liam Dunbar who mumbled something about how Brett was a rebound. I ignored it but I knew Brett could hear so I just rubbed his arm reassuring him. The pack started heading back to Beacon Hills High leaving me and Brett to catch up. 

“You know Liam’s just a jealous idiot.” I started.

“What are you talking about.” Brett said with a sigh.

“Your more than a rebound and I hope you know that. I love you Brett Talbot.” When I saw Brett’s reaction I realized that was the first time we said that. I was almost shaking because Brett didn’t say anything then all of a sudden I felt arms around me picking me up. 

“I love you more babygirl.” He said kissing me.

(Side note I don’t actually think Liam would be that big of a douche it’s just out of his character but oh well it went good with the story. Request if you want something specific.)

Welcome Home (Part 8)

A/n: I’m trying to continue making time for this story. I really love the characters and I hope it’s developing in a way that makes you guys happy. Love you all!

“What were you thinking? What does this mean? Are you two going out?” Anna rattles off questions without giving you time to answer, but you’re too tired to answer anyway. You climb out of bed and head for the coffee maker while she talks at a million miles an hour.

“Hello? Are you even listening?” She isn’t annoyed, more anxious.

“Mmhmm Anna. Just woke up.” You drawl out but that’s not a good enough reason in her book to not answer the questions.

“So you did kiss him?” She starts off simply and you hold the phone between your ear and your shoulder as you pour coffee into you cup.

“Well, it wasn’t a real kiss. Just a peck on the cheek.” You smile softly remembering last night and thinking about what it’s going to mean.

“Yeah, I know that. But what does that mean?” You open your mouth to answer but then it hits you.

“Wait a minute, how do you even know about all this?” You put your hand on your hip even though she can’t see it and huff out a breath, suddenly annoyed.

“Well, he called me after he dropped you off, asked if he could come over. And then he told me everything.” She says it like it’s not that odd and you shake your head. You would have rather at least had a day to try to figure things out alone, but there goes that idea.

“What else did he say?” You ask, slightly curious.

“Just that he’s confused, and he doesn’t know what it means. That’s why I’m asking you.”

“Owen Grady asked for girl advice?” You can’t help the shock in your voice. You never would have imagined Owen to go to someone for help. But then again, Anna has been involved in this since you got here. It makes sense that she would help him out.

“Of course he did dummy.” She laughs as she says this as if you’re crazy for asking. “He already screwed this up once; he’s terrified he’s going to do it again.” You can’t help the slow smile that spreads across your face when you think about this. You really do mean so much to him that he’s scared to lose you again. “He’s desperately in love with you and he wants to do things right this time. Just tell me something that I can tell him .”

You laugh finally at this. “No! If he wants to know, he can ask me himself. You can’t cheat for him.” But Anna doesn’t take that as an answer.

“Please, Y/n. Pretty please. He sounded like a lost puppy last night. I’ve never seen him so vulnerable; just tell me something to clarify things for him. He doesn’t want to move to fast and scare you away.” You can hear in her voice that she’s pouting and she’s practically begging you. You don’t want to play telephone through her, but then again it would be nice for once for a guy to know what you’re thinking without you having to tell him.

You stay quiet on the phone for a second, deciding what to say.

“Tell him I want to try to start over.” You think to leave it there, but decide to add a warning label. “It’s not going to just go back to how it used to be, Anna. He’s going to have to earn my trust again, but I want to try. I miss him like crazy.”

She practically wails on the other side of the phone and begins screaming about how happy she is and how exciting it is.

“You guys are so perfect, thank you Y/n. He’s going to be so relieved, he really does miss you. Oh my gosh I’m so excited to tell him!” You shake your head at her; sometimes she is professional and poised, and then other’s she is a 5 year old.

“Anna, can I ask you a question?” You hear her go silent at the serious tone in your voice and she mimics it.

“Of course, you know you can ask me anything.” You bite your lip, wondering how to ask this gingerly.

“I know that Owen’s pretty popular around here, and I see the way that girls look at him.” You pause, not wanting to ask because, honestly, you don’t want to know. “It’s just that I was never, like, with anyone after he left. I guess I was just wondering-”

Anna cuts you off, sensing how uncomfortable you are to actually ask the question.

“I’m going to be honest, Y/n. Ever since I got here, Owen has been a major flirt. Like, seriously major.” You feel your heart sink at this, reminding yourself how you said you wouldn’t let it affect your feelings. “But,” Anna goes on, “I’ve never seen or heard of him taking a girl home. He may talk the talk, but he doesn’t walk the walk.” She laughs a little at her own joke and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Besides, ever since you got here, he hasn’t so much as glanced at another girl.”

This makes you feel better and you ask, “Really? Like, not at all?”

“Seriously. I saw some girl try to talk him up at the party last night when he first got there and he wouldn’t have it. He shut her down so quick; it was actually pretty hilarious.” The smile returns to your face when you picture that.

“So you think I’m doing the right thing, then?”

“Girl, I knew from the second I saw him look at you that you two belong together. No doubt about it.” Her reassurance is exactly what you needed to hear and you’re glad she called; it really started the morning out on a good foot.

“Well, I’m gonna head into the lab today. We’ve got a baby girl hatching later and I want to be there for it. My phone will probably be off so if you need me, just radio me.”

“Okay, girl. Talk to you later!”

When you hang up, you feel almost giddy and you hum to yourself as you get dressed for the day. You forgot how it felt to feel this way about someone and you find yourself thinking about him way too much during your day; when you think about what you told Anna, you realize you’re dying to hear what Owen has to say.  Maybe playing telephone with her wasn’t such a bad idea, but you’re going to have to face him eventually. You head upstairs to the lab and when your phone rings, you reach for it quickly, hoping it’s Anna. However, you look at the screen confused when you realize it’s actually Claire Dearing.

To be continued!
See You Again -A Joshifer one shot-


When I get the call for the callback, I’m in my truck with my daughter, Cali, sleeping in the back, driving with the windows down. Her head is tipped towards the door and we’re driving through an alley of pine trees, and the cool summer air is coming in and caressing her hair back from her eyes. I keep a loving eye on her as I answer the phone, making sure to keep my voice down so she’ll stay asleep. It’s not easy to put her back down once she wakes up. “Hello?”

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Hey! I had the idea to create a page on the stories/dreams of Tom Hiddleston.
If you have a story, a dream or if you met him one day and you want to be
on this page for talk of your story, write me, it will be there.

You can reblog if you want to share.

> Petitefangirl :

Oh gosh. I haven’t had a story in a while, but the first story I had with Tom, he was Loki. I was on a secret mission and it failed because Loki interfered and he kidnapped me. He kept me in Asgard and I don’t exactly remember why, but he was protecting me. It was glorious.

> Anonyme:

I had a dream where Tom was crouching over me on my bed, kissing and licking/biting my neck, it felt so real! I woke up shortly after and tried to go to sleep. When I was beginning to fall asleep again the feeling of him doing that to my neck came back in full force. Sadly, that woke me up again and I never got that feeling again.

> Anonyme :

I had a dream about Tom as well :) in the dream I went to a friends’ awesome party and after a while we ended up playing 7 minutes in heaven! (a bit childish now I know lol) Tom and I ended up in the closet and made out, and when time was up and we went back to my friends he pulled me to sit in his lap the rest of the time! :)

> Euphi:

I had a dream that my other half had arranged for Tom to turn up at my birthday, but then I was sick in front of him… even now, knowing it was just a dream, I can’t get over the embarrassment. xD

> Anonyme: 

I had a dream where me and Tom were the King and Queen of a sky kinhis where bird wings. It was a while ago and that’s all that I remember.

> Anonyme : 

I had a dream once, where a friend and I were filming something in some store and I look over and it’s Benedict Cumberbatch in his Sherlock outfit and I tell my friend “Go tell him we need a british person for our film!” and as soon as my friend leaves I see loki (tom in loki costume) walking from behind one of the isles and I started crying and he came over and hugged me and said that him showing up was his birthday present to me.

> Hiddlescookie:

OMG I recently has a wonderful dream where I wandered inside a beautiful mansion and found a huge ballroom. I walked down the spiral staircase and when I reached the bottom I was wearing an amazing dress and dance shoes and when I looked up, Tom was there all dressed up in a tux and smiling at me AND THEN WE DANCED THE WALTZ askjdhakejfhsjkdgfshdkj OMG it was perfect!! :3

> Anonyme: 

In my dream Tom and i didn’t even interact really. I saw him with a little boy, about 4 or 5 years old, with blonde curls and a wide smile. He and Tom were playing and laughing, and at one point the little boy wrapped his arms around Tom’s legs and Tom lifted him above his head and swung him around. they were so cute together and i swear the boy was Tom’s son. anyway thankyou :)

> Truedreamersneversurrender: 

Oh! Oh! I had a Tom Hiddleston dream once. It’s kind of long, but to shorten it up… he took me to his apartment and whispered seductively into my ear “You know what the british have? fast wifi.”…. I don’t even know why. o.0

> Midgardian-hero: 

I wrapped a blanket around me and opened the door and he looked down at me with that sympathetic eyebrow like ‘why the hell aren’t you dressed?’. Jerk. It was probably Loki disguised as Tom, making my clothes disappear. Trickster indeed. I had a dream where Tom knocked on my bedroom door to wake me up (I have no idea why he was there). He asked if he could come in and I realized I didn’t have any clothes on, so I was freaking out and looking through my drawers for something to wear, but for some reason they were all empty. I could hear him ‘ehehe-ing’ from the other side of the door. It sucked. I wanted to see him so badly.

> Anonyme: 

I dream of him only once, and I was really happy because, dude, Tom Hiddleston, and he was my best girlfriend. But then he said some line from Mean Girls and killed me.

> Buqy: 

In my dream tom was speaking french idek all the celebrities speak french in my dreams > Anonyme: I once had a dream where I met Tom, and at some point later on he was singing and playing guitar to me, it was amazing *-*

> Anonyme: 

I had a dream where I and tom had sex.

> Fuckinghiddlesbatch: 

I’ve had several dreams where i ask tom out and he rejects me. he’s always nice about it (“i’m flattered, but i’m not interested” etc) but it’s always a bummer..

> Indecisiveheartandsoul: 

I had a dream I was in a movie with him and I had a big death scene in his arms and he was crying a lot and after the director yelled “CUT” he helped me up and we were hugging and crying.

> Jordimeryle:

I had a dream that I was interviewing Tom in his Loki costume, but he was walking around barefoot. Like…why, brain? Of all the places you could have kept bare…

> Hiddles-and-a-cuppa-tea: 

One time I had a dream that Tom was sitting on a chair in my livingroom and I was standing next to him, he looked up at me with a slightly provocative smile and I sat on his lap and started kissing him — it felt so real it was the BEST dream I’ve ever had!! But it only lasted less then a minute and then I woke up :/

> Anonyme: 

I had a dream where Tom and Benedict were snuggling on the couch watching movies and feeding each other popcorn and sweets.

> Anonyme: 

I had this one dream where me and Tom were in a flower garden and he held my hand and giving me flowers while complimenting me.

> Anonyme: 

Hello love! I was having a terrible day and in my dream Tom just held me while I cried and I fell asleep in his arms

> Anonyme:

I once dream that I just feel on the street in london in the rain, and he helped me up, another one was I met him in the cinema, and I snogged him ! :D :P

> Anonyme :

One time I had a dream where Tom & I were in a play together and my character was supposed to secretly have a crush on his. I just remember thinking “Pfft, this’ll be an easy role for me!” XD

> Perfectlyrandomlycammie:

A different dream was where he did take me out to lunch at the mall. We ate burgers in the food court then decided to go window shopping. We talked and went to a lot of stores but we only bought ice cream and chocolate covered pretzels for a snack. He was just in his normal blue shirt and jeans this time, but still it was like two friends hanging out at the mall. He said he wanted to have dinner with me at a restaurant.

> I-said-kneeeeeeel:

Hi :) this is my dream. So basically I didn’t know where I was, i think at somewhere like historical monument. I was taking photos when someone in my class told me “Hey it’s Tom Hiddleston”. I ran there and I saw him, standing above everyone and a cold look at us (scary) But after a little speech, he gets down, with a smile and ignored every one, even.. fans, and walked towards me and hugged me so tight, i couldn’t say a word! my face buried in his chest (the shirt was soo thin omg that was hot)