tom hiddleston addiction

You’ve Only Just Arrived - Part 73

Previously in YOJA: The worst holiday ever, worse even than the first holiday after your parents split when you were younger, is the holiday that won’t stop giving. But it’s unfair to source all the turmoil you’re experiencing in your life right now on the events of that day. No, this drama between you and Tom can be traced back further than that. Just how far back do you need to go to erase all this pain? Can it be erased? Can you win Tom back by a grand gesture - by throwing caution to the wind and flying to see him and apologizing again and again, until the quota is met? Having booked the flight, and landed already, isn’t it a bit late to even be considering those questions?

[Catch up on YOJA here.]


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“I think there’s a certain kind of person who…just has an inclination to addiction. And some people say that’s genetic. And they live without a safety catch. I know that I have that safety catch, thank God. I feel very grateful. I know when to stop, and I’ve known many people in my life who don’t. And Hank was a binger. He binged on everything. He just couldn’t have one cocktail. He had to drink until he was unconscious. And trying to represent that aspect of him was interesting, because I think ‘where does that self-destructive instinct come from?’, Or ‘the instinct to… need to …escape, because the noise is too loud?’”

-Tom Hiddleston
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6pe9h-5P5w#t=587]

Let’s just file this in the WPC because it may well be a drabble inspired by a quote but I don’t know what else to do with it. 

Word Prompt Challenge: Send me a word or phrase and I’ll write a story.

“I believe I was a little in love with you” - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables 


A confession, out of your mouth before your brain caught wind of the notion and ordered a full stop to the words. The temptation is there, immediately after, to bite down on your traitorous tongue. Oh if you could clamp your teeth down and never unhinge your jaw again. 

But you don’t. 

You sit, gaze now averted to save a further wounding of your pride, and wait. There is a sympathetic look waiting for you when you look at him again, you know it. 

The sentence lingers in the air, the carefully measured space that exists between two friends. It is a distance carefully calculated, at least on your part, at every interaction - something that is sure to change, now.

Time slips on, and then you hear the catching of his breath - the lightest tsk to indicate his lips are parting and some manner of reply is soon to follow. 

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Imagine having him greet you upon your arrival to the hotel. It is he that you’d talked to on the phone when you’d called to book the room. That voice, low enough over the line to give you chills, does more than that in person. Thank heavens for the desk, the perfect height to support you as your knees threaten to buckle beneath you. 

You watch as his fingers tap away at the keyboard with a practiced efficiency. And then he’s handing you a key - a proper key, not one of those plastic cards that always demagnetize in the depths of your purse - and as he places it in your palm he cups his other hand beneath yours, the warmth of his hands in stark contrast to the chill of yours. The winter’s night had done you no favors from car to door. 

There’s a dangerous sparkle to his eyes, and, perhaps, the promise of something more hidden within the smile upon his lips as he bids you goodnight. “We hope you will enjoy your stay.”

Unsettled: Part 11

For some love is simple. A certain person appears in your life and that’s it. No more searching. For most it is messy; a complicated weighing of pros and cons - fights, blissful moments, and everything between, forcing you to decide what you can live with and what you can’t. When you met Tom you thought you were one of the former. And then? He cheated.


Part One: Betrayed             Part Two: Battle Lines    
Part Three: Barricaded       Part Four: Bare          
Part Five: Brittle                  Part Six: Breathless
Part Seven: Burden            Part Eight: Bête Noire    
Part Nine: Becalm               Part Ten: Borrowed Trouble

And now…

UNSETTLED PART 11: BROKEN

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Unsettled: Part 10

For some love is simple. A certain person appears in your life and that’s it. No more searching. For most it is messy; a complicated weighing of pros and cons - fights, blissful moments, and everything between, forcing you to decide what you can live with and what you can’t. When you met Tom you thought you were one of the former. And then? He cheated.


Part One: Betrayed     Part Two: Battle Lines    
Part Three: Barricaded Part Four: Bare           
Part Five: Brittle             Part Six: Breathless
Part Seven: Burden     Part Eight: Bête Noire     
Part Nine: Becalm

And now…

Unsettled Part 10: Borrowed Trouble


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Unsettled - Part 6

I’ve fallen in love with this story. Thank you to the darling nonnies that submitted the respective requests that I bastardized in order to create this - this thing that initially turned my stomach and now has me transfixed. 


For some love is simple. A certain person appears in your life and that’s it. No more searching. For most it is messy; a complicated weighing of pros and cons - fights, blissful moments, and everything between, forcing you to decide what you can live with and what you can’t. When you met Tom you thought you were one of the former. And then? He cheated.


Part One: Betrayed     Part Two: Battle Lines     Part Three: Barricaded     

Part Four: Bare          Part Five: Brittle
And now:

Unsettled - Part 6: Breathless


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Unsettled - Part 5

More from the fic that, as the title itself suggests, leaves me feeling less than stellar.

Part One: Betrayed     Part Two: Battle Lines     Part Three: Barricaded     Part Four: Bare
And now:

Unsettled - Part Five: Brittle


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The Journalist 0.5 - Forget Me Not

It’s been awhile, I know. Work, vacation/ tennis tournament… I just haven’t been writing or posting like I used to and for that I apologize. Anyway, onward with the prequel series for The Journalist

TJOURN: Exposure (TJOURN 00) gave us the backstory, better explaining Tom’s later actions. 
TJOURN: The Lead (TJOURN 0) showed their first meeting.
TJOURN: Hungover in Love (TJOURN 0.1) showed Tom’s reaction to our journalist. 
TJOURN: The Hook (TJOURN 0.2) involved a chance meeting at a premiere 
TJOURN: Between the Lines (TJOURN 0.3) showed the second interview to take place.
TJOURN: The Dateline (TJOURN 0.4) showed us a bit more progress between Tom and our journalist.

And now:

TJOURN: Forget Me Not


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Unsettled - Part 7

The continuation of the story that always leaves me feeling a little unwell. Damn it all if I don’t adore these characters. 


For some love is simple. A certain person appears in your life and that’s it. No more searching. For most it is messy; a complicated weighing of pros and cons - fights, blissful moments, and everything between, forcing you to decide what you can live with and what you can’t. When you met Tom you thought you were one of the former. And then? He cheated.


Part One: Betrayed     Part Two: Battle Lines     Part Three: Barricaded    
Part Four: Bare          Part Five: Brittle              Part Six: Breathless
And now…

Unsettled - Part 7: Burden 


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The Journalist: Between the Lines (TJOURN #0.3)

I had such a time trying to name this installment. So many titles could have been used but better fit future installments [you can still call a prequel to a prequel a future installment, right?] which led me back to the list of possible titles. Round and round I went finding reasons why certain titles worked, and reasons further why I didn’t want to use them quite yet – all the while TJOURN!Tom and our journalist looked on with amusement. 

Right then - on with the prequel series. 

TJOURN: The Lead showed their first meeting.
TJOURN: Hungover in Love
showed Tom’s reaction to our journalist.
TJOURN: The Hook involved a chance meeting at a premiere 
and now we have

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Imagine you work with the Avengers and over the course of a few months develop a crush and fall just a little bit in love with Loki. Stark finds out about your secret karaoke addiction and one night takes the team to your favorite spot to surprise you (because he’s an ass). You’re moderately tipsy by the time they arrive and under the influence of liquid courage you get up and sing Kelly Clarkson’s ‘Beautiful Disaster’. You can’t help but keep looking at Loki and meeting his eyes the whole time you’re on stage. When you leave the stage with tears in your eyes to return to your table you find Loki waiting on you.