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My Best Friend (Tom Hiddleston) CHAPTER 13

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This one is short, it’s only around 830 words but I hope you like it, I’m really sorry about the wait, but I’ve just started my IB course so things are different and it’s taking me time to get used to. I don’t exactly know what happens in the hospital when you’re in labor so if this isn’t completely accurate I’m sorry :P I decided to leave the name blank so you could name the baby :) I did focus slightly more on the baby than Tom in this chapter, but I felt that was important to someone who’s just become a mother. 

Y/S/N = Your Son’s Name

I smile holding his hands in mine, intertwining our fingers as I bring them to my stomach, gently holding what’s carrying our little baby. 


“Ugh!” I yell grinding my teeth together in pain as another contraction happens, I grip the phone in my hand tightly. “Where are you?!” I groan through the phone, my free hand clutching my swollen belly as the doctor checks how dilated I am, “you’re nearly at 10 centimeters, you’ll need to start pushing soon.” I’ve never been good at dealing with pain, my tolerance being near to non existent. “I’m almost there darling, just give me 5 minutes”, I take a few deep breaths before groaning once again. “I swear to god Thomas William Hiddleston that if you aren’t here in two minutes, I will never have sex with you ever agai-” I get cut off by Tom barging through the door. 

He rushes over next to me and clutches my hand in his, “I’m here love, I’m here” he leans down and kisses my forehead. I feel another contraction more painful than the others and I whine in pain. “You’re fully dilated, I need you to push when I say so, alright?” I nod and look up at Tom, my fingers squeezing around his, “I’m going to count to three, one, two, three, push!” “AGHHH” I cry out as I push and squeeze Tom’s fingers harder. I begin taking deep fast breaths as I glare at Tom, “why don’t men go through this too, it’s completely unfair.” “one, two, three, push!” “AAAAUUH” my head leans forward, chin against my chest as I push. 

“It’s alright darling, you can do this, deep breaths, you’re doing so good.” Tom comforts me gently rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb. I continue pushing over and over again until they finally get the baby’s head out, and eventually even more. “One last push Mrs Hiddleston, you can do it, one, two, three, push!” “Come on darling” Tom says kissing my temple several times. I let out one final piercing yell as I push with all the strength I have. Tom moves around as they check the baby, “it’s a boy” they say cleaning him up a little before wrapping him in a towel and placing him on my stomach. 

I look down and see his tiny head covered in soft little blond curls while they clamp down the umbilical cord. I reach down slowly caressing his cheek and placing my finger against his tiny tiny palm, I watch as his little fingers wrap around mine, my eyes water slowly and I glance up at Tom as he watches with pure amazement on his face. The doctor places the scissors in his hand and shows him where to cut. He cuts the cord and returns to my side, “he’s so perfect” Tom whispers against my ear and a tear streams down my cheek. The doctors do a few more tests before eventually raising him to place him directly in Tom’s arms. 

Tom looks down at him with glassy eyes, he smiles down at our son whispering softly. I watch them bond for the first time, the sight of Tom holding our son making my insides feel allover the place. Tom walks over to my side and gently places him in my arms. I hold him, tears gathering in my eyes as I watched our baby boy rest in my arms, his perfect little face contorted as he softly yawns. “Hi there sweetheart” I croak softly, I gaze at his features, his barely-there curls definitely coming from his father. His eyes are mine, so is his nose, his lips are too thin to be mine, definitely his fathers. As I watch my son glance around cluelessly, I instantly feel something within me, a protectiveness, pure love and maternal instincts. I was so worried about not knowing what to do but our connection was like electricity running through my veins. 

“What should we call him?” Tom asks gently from beside me. “His name should be…”

 My eyes open at the sound of the wailing and I drag my sight to the clock on the bedside table. 4 AM. I sigh before slowly beginning to push myself up off the mattress. I felt Tom shuffle beside me, “I got him darling, don’t worry” Tom’s gravelly sleepy voice reaches my ears as he gets up beside me walking out of the room. I lay for a few moments trying to fall asleep but completely unable to stay comfortable. I finally sigh before getting up and walking towards Y/S/N room, as I peek into the room I hear Tom gently hushing him and humming softly. I lean against the doorway watching Tom sway our son gently as he sings to him. Tom gently lifts him and presses a gentle kiss to his forehead before Tom’s eyes drift towards me, giving me a soft smile as the little cries fade away until our son falls back asleep. I press my finger against my lips watching them with an uncontrollable smile on my face.

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AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom
GENRE: Angst/Drama
FIC SUMMARY: Meet Thomas and William Hiddleston, inseparable identical twin brothers and heirs to the phenomenally successful Hiddleston Corporations. That is, until Thomas was cut off from his family for his drug usage in university, leaving William to run the company alone. But now, their family is in shambles; a sick mum and a wash-out dad has led the fortune to run dry and the company into deep debt. With no other options, William has only one person to turn to for help: the most successful drug lord in England: his own twin, Thomas.
WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, sexual content, drug use


Requested by anon. But I changed it up a bit. Sorry, hope this is okay (:


Your best friend was on her feet, with the mic in her hand. “I just wanted to say that you are the only reason why my best friend came. She has seriously been crushing on you for years!” She cackled.

Your cheeks flushed with red as you sunk in to your seat. Feeling the eyes on you, including his, made you fluster even more.

Tom had noticed you since the moment he walked on stage. You were in the front row, which made it easier for him to spot you.

He noticed tour beautiful smile, and the sound of your laugh. Tom was hooked immediately and no matter how hard he tried to shake the feelings, he couldn’t.

You were a bashful mess, blushing as you tried to hide your face. Tom couldn’t help but smile as he watched you.

He had to remind himself not to stare too long. He cleared his throat, and brought the mic up to his lips. “I am truly honored. To have a girl that beautiful come out here for me is just amazing.” He muttered.

His words caused your stomach to flutter as you dropped your hands and shot your gaze up to him. He flashed you a smile, and you smiled back.

“Okay, for my real question, I was wondering if you can tell us anything about the next Thor movie?” She asked.

He glanced at you for a second, but immediately sat up and turned to your best friend. “Ah. Thor.” He mumbled.


After long hours of panels and interviews, you and your best friend were going to the autograph tables, to meet Tom Hiddleston and a few other members from Thor.

“Aw come on Y/N! I did you a favor!” Your best friend exclaimed. “I mean, he called you beautiful for gods sake!”

“He only did that to be polite! I mean you kind of just threw that on him. If he ignored it, he would’ve been called an asshole.” You stated. Growing nervous as you got closer to him.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “Grow a pair. Who cares anyways? It’s not like he’s going to remember. And besides, it’s comic con.” She winked. “What happens at comic con, stays at comic con.”

“Yea, until someone makes it into a gif.” You mumbled.

It was now your turn.

You walked up, and met his gaze. Feeling the immediate warmth and nervousness you once felt before.

His eyes lit up as he saw you. After Nerd HQ, he thought he’d never see you again, which bummed him out.

So seeing you, standing right in front of him, wit the smile that captivated him. He was ecstatic.

Tom reached his hand out to you, not once taking his eyes off you. “Well we meet again.” He smiled. “How are you-” he paused giving you a quizzical look.

“Y/N.” You muttered.

“Y/N? How are you, Y/N?” He smiled.

The way your name rolled off his tongue, made your heart beat profusely as if it were about to jump out of your chest.

“I’m great! And how about yourself, Mr. Hiddleston?” You chuckled. Proud of yourself for not shying in front of him.

He scrunches his nose and shook his head. “Oh god, that makes me sound so old.” He muttered. “Is that you’re way of calling me old?”

You shrugged your shoulders and hummed. “Maybe.”

His smile grew as a laugh escaped him and filled the air. “So what are you? A baby?”

“I’m legal.” You winked.

You both belted out in to giggles, not able to keep from smiling.

Just being near him and talking to him, you felt your life was complete. The thing you loved most about him, was how incredibly easy it was to talk to him.

And that’s what he loved about you as well. In his whole acting career, he’s only ever met a few people he was able to hold a conversation with. And here you were, making jokes as if you’ve known him for a while.

One of the volunteers whispered something in his ear which made him drop his smile, and nod. “Sorry.” He muttered.

The volunteer walked back to the back.

“Look, you got me in trouble.” Tom chuckled.

“Oh, I got you in trouble? And how did I manage to do that?” You asked.

“You kept talking to me. Making me hold up the line.” He teased.

You rolled your eyes and chuckled with him.

He quickly glanced down at your poster, and signed it for you. But before handing it back, he locked his eyes with yours and smirked, “thanks for getting me into trouble. Hope to see you around.”

You flashed a soft smile, and nodded. “Anytime, old man.” You winked.

You grabbed your poster and started toward where your best friend waited. She was in line to meet Chris Evans.

“So, how was it? Did you chicken out and run away?” She chuckled.

You shook your head and glanced down at your signed poster. As your eyes followed the marks, your heart stopped as you noticed the number he wrote in the bottom corner. “How about Coffee?” Under it.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N.” Your best friend snapped her fingers in your face.

You glanced up, eyes wide as you smiled so big, your cheeks started to hurt.

She furrowed her brows. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She asked.

You pointed at the number on the poster, trying to even your breathing. “I think he just asked me out on a date.” You whispered.

She snatched the poster from your hand and looked it over closely, gasping and jumping up and down. “Holy fucking shit. Tom Hiddleston asked you out.”

5 Tom Hiddleston Fics That Will Make You Crimson

Crimson Peak is approaching fast. While we wait, here are 5 fics that’ll make Hiddlestoners blush:






My stories and One shots

So since some of you have requested my older stories here are the links to everything I’ve written so far. I’ve put up 18+ for smut, my earlier stories are suitable for all ages!
I want to separate them because they were written more quickly and the chapters are often very short, if I were to reread them now I would probably change so many things but they are still my babies and I still want to share them with you guys.

My Tom Hiddleston stories:

My older stories:

Trilogy Caged/Torn/Fallen:

Caged (finished) (Loki/Emma) Emma is a nobody at Shield, until she ends up in the cell with Loki, she knows she should fear him but all she feels is compassion: full story


Torn (finished) (Tom/Loki/Emma) Set after the events of Caged, Loki is gone but not forgotten by Emma when another men enters her life. Is he the one that will finally give her a new start? And is Loki really gone forever? chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 22, chapter 23, chapter 24


Fallen (finished) (Loki/Emma) Set after the events of Hold. Loki fals from the sky and he brought something with him, something that may threaten the entire human race. sometimes 18+ nsfw: Intro, chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20


First Impressions (finished) (Tom/Cate) When Cate first meets Tom he is a rude asshole and nothing like she pictured him to be. Can he change her mind? Intro, chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 22


My new stories:

Captive (Loki/Mia, …) Mia wakes up on Asgard with no memory of who she is and how she ended up there. Loki takes an interest in the mysterious girl. sometimes 18+ nsfwchapter 1chapter 2chapter 3chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11chapter 12chapter 13chapter 14chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18


Charmed (finished) (Oakley/Tess) During his summer job Oakley meets Tess, a married woman who is bored with her life and intrigued by the young boy. Smut, cheating, explicit, feels. 18+ nsfw: chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4


Kindred (finished) (Tom/Rae) When Rae meets Tom she immediately sees everything she ever wanted in a man but there’s one thing that isn’t exactly perfect about him: he’s about to marry her sister. Fluff, eventual smut, sister-sister relationship, cheating. chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7chapter 8, chapter 9


Safe Haven (finished) (Loki/Scar) A city wide black out on Christmas Eve brings Scar closer to her mysterious dark haired neighbour. Angst, lots of feels and some smut. : chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7


Crimson Bliss (on permanent hiatus) (Thomas Sharpe/Ruth/Lucille Sharpe) Sexy and scary ghost story based on the Crimson Peak trailer. 18+ nsfw, explicit and some creepy scenes  chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5


I loved you first (finished) (Tom/Emmy) Emmy is Tom’s best friend and while they have tried taking their relationship to another level over the years it never really happened, putting a lot of heartbreak and unresolved feelings between the two of them. When Emmy hears about Tom’s new girlfriend she doesn’t waste any time and rushes over to London with only one thing in mind: finally making him realize that she has been the one all along. Feels, feels, feels, romance, fluff, eventual smut, angst, jealousy, …  chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, Chapter 7


Delicate (on permanent hiatus) (Thomas Pine, Kira) Character is based on a mix of Tom Hiddleston and Jonathan Pine. Thomas is Kira’s boss, a rich arrogant womanizer that stands for everything she hates. But how long will she resist him once he sets his mind on seducing her? Both recovering from a past that has left scars they may need each other more than they know. 18+ nsfw lots of smut, plot, feels, angst, romance, … Chapter 1, Chapter 2

My One shots: 

The break up: Angst and drama, characters are nameless but I think Tom works perfectly as the lead character. Angst/drama


First Choice(Tom/Cate) Sequel to First Impressions, set a few months later in Toronto. Does the relationship survive Tom’s busy schedule? mature/feels


A good thing(Tom/Liv) Liv takes an interest in actor Tom who stays at her hotel, one night they both end up being the last 2 people in the bar…  18+ nsfw shameless smut


Mine: (Tom/Beth) Tom is an asshole who cheats on his girlfriend Beth, she wants her revenge.  18+ nsfw smut/angst/jealousy/cheating: Part 1, Part 2


Held: (Loki/Eden) Eden is an agent for Shield and she ends up in the cell with Loki, will she give into her desires or keep fighting him? 18+ nsfw shameless smut: Part 1, Part 2


Better: (Tom/Elissa) Inspired by Tom’s wake up call Twitter pic, imagine being sick and having your friend Tom take care of you and insisting you sleep in his bed to keep you warm. 18+ nsfw fluff/sweet smut 

Better fluff version, sfw


Salvation: (Adam, Eve) Adam meets his new Eve when he is wondering the streets at night and finds a girl about to kill herself. 18+ nsfw smut/angst: Part 1, Part 2 


Blind date: (Luke Evans one shot) The title says it all, after a bad break up Becca is being set up for a blind date by her friend in an attempt to help her forget all about her ex. 18+ nsfw fluff/smut


All I wanted was you: (Oakley, Kira) Book nerd Kira and popular womanizer Oakley seem to have nothing in common except for sharing an apartment, but what if they secretly want much more than just that? 18+ nsfw smut/feels: Part 1, Part 2


Present(Tom/Becca) Tom and Becca have been friends since childhood but with Toms career on the rise they are seeing less and less of each other, will Tom’s birthday bring them back together at last? feels, romance, fluff


The list: By chance Dani meets two of the actors who happen to be on her freebie list, will they make her most erotic dreams come true? 18+ nsfw, shameless smut: Part 1 (Dani/ Luke Evans), Part 2 (Dani/Tom)


Last dance: (Tom, Tia) Tia is starting to go down under the weight of her long distance relationship with Tom, when she comes to realize he doesn’t love her as much as she thought it’s time to make a choice. 18+ nsfw angst/smut/feels


I see you: (Tom/Sophia) Was it possible to fall in love with a voice? Sophia didn’t think so, until she lost her eye sight and woke up to Tom reading to her in the hospital. feels, romance, fluff


Taking care of the prince: (Loki/Nessa) If you were a masseuse and Loki ended up on your table, how far would you go to take care of him? 18+ nsfw shameless smut


Dog days : (Oakley/Kate) One shot inspired by the heat wave going around: after she’s been stood up Kate swears she’s done with men, but then she ends up alone in the pool with gorgeous, young Oakley who has other plans. 18+ nsfw feels and smut: Part 1Part 2


Served : (Tom/Sarah) Quick little one shot inspired by Wimbledon Tom, using the characters from my fic Down. 18+ nsfw shameless smut


Fangirl : (Tom/Maggie) Maggie takes the tube back to her hotel in London after a failed attempt to meet her favorite actor Tom Hiddleston, but maybe luck is on her side after all. Feels and fluff


Haunt me: (Thomas Sharpe/Lily) Lily and her friend visit the old haunted Victorian house from the late Sharpe family. Lily doesn’t believe in ghosts until she spends the night in Thomas Sharpe’s bedroom. 18+ nsfw smut and some feels: Part 1, Part 2


Stay with me: (Loki/Emilia) Set after the events in New York, Loki is kept prisoner in the Stark Tower and agent Emilia gets the rewarding task of looking after him. 18+ nsfw shameless smut/feels


Remedy: (Magnus/Anna) After watching a scary movie on a stormy night Anna has trouble sleeping and Magnus comes to comfort her. 18+nsfw shameless smut/feels


Shelter: (Tom/Connie) based on a prompt, Tom walks into an animal shelter looking for a furry companion but maybe he finds something more than that. Pure fluff.


A glimpse into the future: (Tom, reader) short one shot that was inspired by the death of Alan Rickman. How would you feel when one day far into the future you read the news that your favorite actor has passed away. Warning: death and feels.


Bad fangirl: (Tom, Trish) Fangirl Trish meets her idol Tom on set and they help each other find sexual relief. This one is very shameless. 18+ nsfw pure smut


All yours: (Tom, Sarah) little one shot using Tom and Sarah from my ebook Down. Sarah is Tom’s PR agent and they’ve been dating for quite some time but it isn’t without the occasional struggle, when Sarah is confronted with yet another sex scene from Tom her jealousy takes over. 18+ nsfw feels/smut.

Invisible fangirl: a letter to Tom from me and all the other invisible fangirls here that will never get to meet him in person. I wrote this after I was turned into a sobbing mess from seeing all the Wizard Con fan pictures. Feels, all the feels.


My Sebastian Stan stories:

Rebound: (Seb, Erin) Erin finds comfort in the arms of a friend after her boyfriend cheats on her. Fluff/feels

The late shift: (Seb, Kira) When Kira works the late shift with Sebastian things heat up quickly. 18+ nsfw Shameless smut and a bit of fluff

Summer charm: (Seb/Tess) (rewrite of Charmed) During his summer job a young Sebastian meets Tess, a married woman who is bored with her life and intrigued by his attention.  18+ nsfw Smut/cheating/feels
chapter 1, chapter 2

Who says you can’t go home?: (Bucky/Jess) Jess meets the mysterious Bucky at the homeless shelter where she volunteers and he saves her from an attacker, but is she really safe with Bucky? 18+ nsfw Feels, angst, fluff, eventual smut. Chapter 1


My Kindle ebooks:

Erotic shorts: a collection of my smutty one shots.


Down: When Sarah gets stuck in the elevator with a handsome British man her life will change in more ways than she thought possible, but is she ready for that change? What starts as a steamy one night stand will soon turn into more when she ends up working for him and her boundaries are tested, how far will she go to give him what he desires? Can she save his reputation or will she be the cause of more gossip when she starts falling for him? And when is sex no longer just sex? 


Thank you all again for reading my stuff, if any link doesn’t work please let me know!

Because You're Different

TITLE: Because You’re Different


AUTHOR: Happyhiddling


GENRE: Romance, fluff

FIC SUMMARY: Loki comes to live with the Avengers and you notice him always following OC around.One day, she finally ask him why.


AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: Based off the Imagine here, though mainly on the first line, “Imagine Loki living with the Avengers and always following you around”  and the romantic theme.


Life in the Avengers Tower couldn’t be more fun. The team was extremely dynamic, but it was a different feeling from when Bruce referred to the team as a “time bomb” before I joined the team. It was really… colorful. Well of course, the center of the action was Tony, but “aided” with Bruce, the sometimes not so caught on Steve and Thor, and the occasional snarkiness of Clint and Natasha, it was one hell of a ride. Since the Avengers Tower was not property of S.H.I.E.L.D. but rather Stark’s, Fury couldn’t really do anything about the everyday “chaos” (or, as I like to put it, “fun”) unless the team was up on duty (Maria visited now and then with the Director, but I could see that rather than the disapproval she was quite intrigued by life on the Tower).


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After The Banquet

Title: After The Banquet

Character: Loki

Rating: Very M

Description: Loki, your husband, looks incredibly alluring, and you no less to him. So after enduring an entire dinner of staring and imagining, he whisks you back to your chambers to finish the game that you started.

A/N: Yay! I think this is my first Loki fic on this particular tumblr account, so I thought I’d do one for you guys to say thank you for all the new followers!! xxxx Enjoy :)


“No,” he hisses, pushing you off of him as he fixes his formal uniform of green and black leather, with gold detailing.

You pout. “But darling -” “No buts, we’re already late for dinner.” “Oh, I’m sure they won’t mind.” He turns to you, fixing his armour. “Really? I wonder if the Allfather shares your optimistic mindset.”

You sigh, and watch as Loki combs back his hair. “Can’t we just have five minutes?” He turns, looking at you, repeating himself for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight. “No. Come on.”

He takes your hand, and the two of you walk briskly to the palace banquet hall, for a diplomatic dinner with representatives from Alfheim.

Before Loki can push the door open, you pull him aside, grinding your knee into his crotch immediately. Despite trying his best to avoid any sexual contact at present to be even remotely on-time for the dinner, his natural instincts kick in as he groans at your motion.

You can feel him rising slowly beneath your ministrations, and grin triumphantly. He slams you up against the wall as you keep working him, and feel him fully hard as you palm his manhood, not daring to take him out of his black pants, but through them you massage his sizeable bulge.

He begins to thrust against you. “The only reason… I’m giving you…the satisfaction of my reciprocation… right now… is for the sole purpose… ah! Of finishing this little game of yours….before it starts.”

You lean in. “Hmm, you know me too well, dearest.” You rub faster, and he rolls his erection against your hand, desperate now for release. “Just like that… I’m almost ready…” he mumbles. Just then, Thor bursts out of the dining hall.

“Ah, brother!!” Loki’s eyes roll back as he hears his brother call out his name, and you whip your hand away. “Pleasant evening, is it not?” he continues, coming over. “Quite, Thor,” Loki growls, the expression on his face rather murderous. “Well, I came out to look for you two, but it seems I’ve found you!” “Yes,” Loki says in a low voice through gritted teeth, “It seems you have.” As Loki still has his body pressed against you, you can feel his length start to soften again.

You two follow the burly god into the banquet hall, where everyone stands as you enter. “May I present, Prince Loki and his wife, Lady (y/n),” Odin announces to their foreign guests, and they bow in turn as you do.

“We’ll finish this after dinner,” Loki growls in your ear as you sit down, and the promise of later sends shivers of arousal through you.

During dinner, you keep shooting sultry gazes to Loki from the other side of the table, for at formal banquets such as these, one side was for the ladies and one side for the men. Frigga and Sif sat on either side of you. At first, when you and Loki had announced your courtship and you had been introduced, Sif hadn’t taken quite a liking to you, but once she saw how well you could defend yourself, in battle and verbally, she respects you now, and you are good friends.

“How is Loki?” Frigga whispers in your ear, and you nearly sputter your wine. “I-I’m sorry, m’lady?” She looks at you funny. “How is he? Is he well? Is he in good health?” You exhale as you realize her meaning. “Oh… oh, yes, my queen, he is quite well. A very healthy appetite too,” you say, leaving the queen to believe you just meant eating-wise as Sif snickers.

Loki looks at you and meets your gaze from across the large table, watching you closely from his seat between Thor and Fandral. Everything about you seems to get to him tonight, he just can’t explain it. You seemed especially alluring, as did he to you.

“How is she?” Fandral suddenly asks Loki, and he glares. “I beg your pardon?!” Fandral raises his eyebrows. “I was merely wondering, Loki, no need to-” “She is excellent, thank you, ever since the last time you asked, and if you dare ask one more time, I will see to it that you never feel anything again.”

At this, Fandral backed off. Loki knew of his secret crush on you, and while you found it sweet but quite hopeless for him, Loki found it annoying and trying. He had learned to remain calm and tolerant of his occasional asking after you, but tonight, his patience just snapped. It was as if no other man could dream of you- Loki just wouldn’t have it. But then, you didn’t mind. There’s no other man in your life but Loki. Plus, his caring possessiveness pulled at your heartstrings, for you were the first woman in his life he had ever really been devoted to.

The rest of dinner is long and strenuous, full of Odin being diplomatic, Frigga acting hospitable, and them both counting on Loki’s tongue to woo their guests with his abilities of foreign dialect. Loki’s intelligence turns you on beyond belief, and it’s no help tonight with you already aroused beforehand.

“Where’s Jane?” Loki asks Thor, and Thor grumbles through his mouthful of wild boar. “She could not make it. It is most unfortunate.” “Hm, quite,” Loki sympathizes, but inside, he’s grinning, as he knows what’s in store for himself at least.

When it’s over, Loki promptly excuses the two of you, saying his farewells to the guests and everyone else, and you walk back to the room through the vast halls. “What a little tease you are,” Loki growls as you make it to your chambers, grabbing your arm roughly. “Now I’m going to finish what you started, love,” he smirks, a low tone of mischief laced in his voice.

He throws you on the bed, and you wriggle as you grasp the headboards. In the flick of a wrist, your clothes are off, and Loki is eyeing your naked body with a predatory, hungry look.

After a second of him taking you in and licking his lips, you squirm in anticipation. “Fuck me, already,” you whisper, and Loki glowers down at you, dominance swirling around him. “Ask again, sweetling.” You clench your jaw, feeling playfully defiant. “Fuck me, Loki, or I’ll do it myself.”

This ignites something in his gaze, and he opens his mouth a little, eyes clouded with lust. “I’d just love to see that, my love,” he whispers, tracing his finger around your face as he gazes down at your wet sex. “But not tonight. Tonight, my touch shall be the one responsible for your pleasure.”

He lowers onto the bed, capturing your lips in the sweetest kiss you had ever known, and moves lower to stop his mouth at your chest, taking special time to suck gently on each nipple. You arch off the bed, feeling aroused beyond belief, urgent to feel the next level of pleasure you know he can give you.

He moves even lower next, swirling his tongue around your lower belly and stopping at your clit, latching his lips on and sucking roughly. You cry out, a jolt of pleasure shooting through you, and you tangle your fingers into his ink-black hair, tugging on the now messed strands.

His tongue finds your opening, and begins to lap at you. “You taste delicious, love,” he muses. You moan his name loudly, and then, you gulp for proper air. “I… I need you in me,” you manage out, and Loki smirks at you, a devilish smile. “How do you ask, my beauty?” You growl at him, seething at his teasing. “Give me your cock, Loki, I need it, now!”

He flicks his wrist again, and he is naked as well, your eyes running over his glorious body and sending you into another dimension of sheer want.

His erection stands proud and tall against his stomach, twitching in need for you, and no matter how well you know his length, it never ceases to amaze you the sheer size of him. He grabs your shoulders, kissing you again as he positions himself, then thrusts in.

You gasp at the feeling, and wrap yourself around him, clenching tightly. “Love, love, that’s amazing,” he groans, and you grab onto his back, hooking your ankles around his ass and bringing him deeper. “Right there!” you shout, “That’s perfect!” He lets out a long moan as he feels you contract when he hits your g-spot, and you bounce underneath him.

“Harder,” you whisper. “Mmm, feeling commanding, are we?” he asks playfully, and you giggle. He increases the speed of his pounding, and you feel yourself getting closer and closer with every thrust.

“Loki!” you moan, and he pants into your neck. “I can’t hold off for much longer,” he says, his voice wavering, “I need to come. I need to coat you with me, I need you to come for me.” You sigh in pleasure at his words, and he drags his tongue up your middle, stopping at your mouth for another wet, deep kiss. His eyebrows go together, and you feel him, insistent inside of you, hit your spot again and again.

You work yourself around his length, and he moves his hand back down to your clit, massaging perfectly and bringing you to the edge.

“AHH!” you shout as your climax finally hits you, and Loki grips your hips so hard you feel the bruises already form. Despite his ferocious look that he gets when he’s initially horny, you’ve always loved his face during his climax, when his features are so utterly angelic and blissful as he fully joins with you.

He comes inside of you, the force of his seed shooting into you prolonging your orgasm. “You…are… divine…” he murmurs as your head drops back to the pillow.

Loki falls on top of you, the weight of his body creating heat and friction between you two. He finally rolls off after catching his breath, and you turn over. “That was spectacular,” you whisper, nuzzling your head in close to his. “It was, wasn’t it?” he grins deviously. “I bet you were fantasizing about this all through dinner, yes?” You nod with a smile.

He leans in, running a hand up and down your leg. “So was I. Quite a shame Jane couldn’t make it to the banquet- now it’s evident that we had much more fun than Thor will tonight.” You laugh, and kiss him again.

“I don’t think they could ever have as much fun as you and I did tonight,” you grin, and Loki kisses back. 

The Tomcat and The Tie

Title: The Tomcat and The Tie

Multi/One Shot: One Shot

Genre: Comedy/Fluff/(maybe, slightly?)Erotica

Rating: M? (Please see the Author’s Warning below…)

Summary: OFC and Tom meet at a hotel where a birthday party is being held.  Assistance with a tie is needed…

Author’s Notes/Warning:  I am rating this as M upon the advice of my beta, spadesjade, who said it went from “hilarious and sweet to absolutely kinky in three seconds flat.”  That being said, this is not smut: there isn’t any explicit language or sexual acts, both characters are fully clothed.  BUT there is heavy innuendo, including references to what are normally viewed as D/s practices. Please proceed with caution.


Why couldn’t you have picked a nice run of the mill field, one that didn’t require contact with humans?

I asked myself this question again as I raced through the parking lot and into the hotel.  Late yet again.  It was always on my list of New Year’s Resolutions.  This year, I had made some progress for a few weeks.  By the time February rolled around, I was back to my old habits of getting distracted and allowing time to get away from me.

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How To Seduce A Writer

TITLE: How To Seduce A Writer


AUTHOR: winterheart17


GENRE: Romance, Drama

FIC SUMMARY: Loki and an OC writer are stuck together and neither one of them is too happy about it.  He attempts to seduce her using wise advice from Neil Gaiman.  Will he succeed?  And most importantly, does she want him to succeed?

Rating: T

Author’s Note: This isn’t quite the same as my usual, fluffy one shots.  I would love to get feedback regarding this piece.  Thank you for reading :)

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We Found Love

Characters : Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Song : Thinking Out Loud by Alex G

Summary : You were just a college girl trying to make a living for herself in LA. It was beyond scary. But after getting a great opportunity to go out to the premiere for Thor, you were able to meet amazing people, and one that would forever change your life. Now three years later, you were getting ready for your wedding day. 

A/N : Requested by anon. I really hope who ever sent this in, enjoys it! xx.

Originally posted by proudhiddlestoner

You felt your stomach twist and churn and nerves filled you. Though you tried to shake it, you couldn’t. You were excited to marry your best friend, the guy who has been nothing but perfect and yet you were extremely nervous. 

“You ready?” Your best friend asked. 

You took in a deep breath and nodded. Today was going to be a day you would never forget. 

The doors slowly swung open, and the music began to play. Your heart was pounding profusely, but as you laid your eyes on him, all your worries, all your nerves disappeared. As well as his. 

The second he laid his eyes on you, he couldn’t help but choke up. The tears stained his cheeks as he stared endlessly at you. He couldn’t believe he was marrying the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Watching you giggle to yourself, he knew right there he was beyond the luckiest man on earth. And he couldn’t be more thankful to have you. 

He flashed a soft smile, trying to hold his composure as you started down the aisle. His stomach fluttered with every step you took. 

The closer you got to him, the less you were able to fight the tears. 

Reaching him, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and smiled. His tears slightly blurring his vision. “You look beautiful.” he mouthed. 

And just like that, it was just you two. Everyone else around you disappeared into oblivion, and you were only able to see him. 

“How did I get so lucky? Before I met you, I felt lonelier than ever. I was beginning to feel as though I would never find someone to grow old with. But then you were standing there, in a beautiful blue dress, shivering because it was so cold.” You along with everyone else chuckled simultaneously. “And I gave you my jacket to stay warm. Though I was freezing my butt off, I would do it all over again just to see that smile that made me fall for you.” He began to feel the knot form in the back of his throat, causing him to choke up once again. He took in a deep breath, as you flashed a soft smile at him, tears streaming down your cheeks. “You showed me what it was to love, to really love someone. And I cant thank you enough for being the reason I wake up every morning.” 

He took a moment to catch a breath, as you wiped his tears. “I vow from this day on to never give up. To show you every day just how amazing you are, and remind you that I love you, even when you are annoyed with me. I will always love you until the moment I take my last breath.” 

You were such a mess, that you weren’t even sure if you could say your vows. But you somehow managed to pull yourself together. 

“Tom, I cant begin to describe just how whole and loved I feel since you came into my life. I was so caught up with work, and school that I took life for granted. But since I met you, you have shown me what life is truly about. I had lost myself, and you brought me back.” Your voice was shaky, along with your breathing. “I love you so much, and I promise to continue putting us first. I promise to never go to bed angry and to do the dishes whenever you cook.” 

He let out a soft chuckle, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. 

“I love you.” He mumbled. 

“I love you too.” You whispered. 

The pastor asked for the rings to be slipped on. And though you were shaking, you were able to place it on to his finger. 

Originally posted by moan-s

“I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may now kiss the bride.” 

He cupped your face, and pulled you crashing his lips to yours. Cheers and laughter filled the air. You were both on cloud nine, not able to stop smiling. 

The night was nothing but laughter and smiles along with a few tears shed from family and friends. It was such a fairytale. From the first dance, to the speeches, to cutting the cake and dancing the night away with everyone. 

You and Tom would constantly get lost in each other, falling more and more in love. which you didn’t think was possible. 

But as hours passed, it was time to leave. 

Walking out, you were greeted by everyone lined up one each side with sparkles pointed high in the sky. It was such a bittersweet send off, but you were happy to spend alone time with Tom. 

You waved goodbye, still hand in hand as you walked down the short hill where your car waited. 

“I’ll race you.” You raised a brow at him. 

“Are you sure? With your heels?” He chuckled. 

You held on to his shoulder as you removed your shoes and held them in your hand. “Okay, go!” 

You both darted off down the grassy field. Laughing loudly, feeling the warm breeze breeze against you. 

Tom was the first to reach the car just a second before you. As he turned around, you ran straight into his arms. Squealing as you smiled from ear to ear. He lifted you off the ground and spun you around, pressing his lips to yours. 

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

“I love you, Y/N Hiddleston.” He whispered. 

“I love you too.”

Oops, My Bed (one shot)

TITLE: Oops, My Bed
GENRE: fluff, romance
FIC SUMMARY: After tirelessly searching for a job, Erin landed a sweet secretary spot at a prestigious company. Erin and her friends celebrated at a hip club, which leads her to a one night stand with a dashing mysterious man, only to find out that he is her boss.
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: We all love businessman!Tom. If this is received well, then I might make it into a multichaptered fic. Enjoy!

 It was a dark and stormy night. But that didn’t deter my friends and me from celebrating. Dressed in a cute black halter dress, I donned matching black high heels and teardrop earrings with my hair swept to look effortless in a loose bun. It was party time and Denise, Michelle, Anna and Kayla wanted me to embrace my new independence and celebrate about getting a job, after 6 months unemployed and leeching off the money from the girls and my parents.

Of course, that meant going to one of the hippest clubs in London, and dancing. And drinks, a whole load of drinks. The club was fairly crowded, but not too crowded that I felt like suffocating, or I could throw up from the stench of people’s sweat and cologne assaulting my nose.

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Invisible fangirl

I was going to write more Delicate this weekend but then Wizard World happened and it completely killed my muse. 

So I wrote something else. This is not a story, this is something I wanted to write for all the fangirls out there who feel like I do right now. Tumblr is always filled with lots of lucky fans and their stories, I think it’s time for the rest of us.

This was written for Tom but it could be written for any actor out there. 

Feels, feels, feels.


Invisible fangirl

I’m the one who’s not in the picture with you, the one hiding in the back because I was too scared to come close so I just watched you from afar.
I’m the one who missed out on getting an autograph, because the line in front of me was too long and you were pulled away just before you got to me.
I’m the one who’s crying on my bed because I can’t afford the tickets to go to that Con and see you.
I’m the one who saw you in the airport but I was too shy to say something or ask for a selfie so I missed my chance.
I’m the one who lives in a country you will never visit and I have zero chance of ever meeting you.
I’m the one that can’t afford that trip to London to see your play.
I’m the one that has to travel three hours just to see one of your movies.

I’m the one that couldn’t take time off work to go to that Q&A even though it was in my town.
I’m the older one who can’t stand in line that long or travel that far so going to a fan meeting or red carpet is not an option for me.
I’m the one that was away on vacation the weekend you were visiting my city.
I’m the one who hides her fangirling from her family and friends because they would laugh at me, I admire you in silence.
I’m the one encouraging all my friends who have met you in person being genuinely happy for them, all the while knowing that it will never happen for me.
I’m the sad one who can’t fake being happy for others and who feels life is unfair and I’m tired of luck never being on my side.
I’m the realistic one who believes meeting a celebrity is silly and for teenagers but when it comes to you I suddenly want to be silly and a teenager again.

I’m the one that wrote you this very long letter that will probably never reach you.
I’m the one that writes fan fiction about you because it’s the only way I can express my feelings and escape reality.
I’m the one you saved from depression.
I’m the one who cries herself to sleep at night seeing pictures of you with other lucky fans.
I’m the one who gets happy just by hearing your voice.
I’m the one whose life you gave new purpose.

I’m the one who wishes she never knew of your existence.
I’m the one whose life you ruined in the best possible way.

I’m the one who just wants you to know how important and inspiring you are.

I’m the one that loves you.

I’m the unlucky one. I’m your invisible fangirl.
Can you see me? Do you know I’m here too?

Do you care about me, too?


You stood across from him, holding the camera while your roommate, Jordan interviewed him.

“Can you tell us about any upcoming films you are participating in?” She asked, holding her cards as she stared intently at him.

He glanced over to you, and quickly licked his lips.

Damn he was beautiful. His accent, his eyes, his voice, and just about everything else lured you in. You tried to keep your eyes on the camera, but you couldn’t control meeting his gaze.

“Uh well-” he paused looking directly at you, trying to focus on one thought. But as you stood their, he couldn’t help but be mesmerized by you.

“I-I” he took in a deep breath, cursing at himself as he realized he had no idea what the question was. “I’m sorry. I can’t seem to focus.” He stated.
Tom turned to you once again, and smiled. “You’re just so beautiful.” He muttered.

As your cheeks grew bright red, and your stomach fluttered, your friend decided to butt in.

“Oh my god, you’re making her blush.” She cackled.

Tom glanced at her then back at you, letting out a laugh as the blood rushed up to his face.

“Might as well ask her out on a date now!” Jordan continued.

You smacked her arm, and scrunched your face to her. “Shut up.” You mouthed.

As Tom came down, he flashed a smile your way and nodded. “I was just about to ask you.”

Your heart was beating profusely as your mind races with a hundred thoughts.

“I’d love to get to know you.” He shyly smiled.

You swallowed hard and lightly bit on your lower lip. “I-I’d love that.” You whispered.

Fangirl (a very fluffy one shot)

I don’t even know if this qualifies as a One shot, maybe it’s more of a drabble, but I had this idea today and I had to write it.

Forgive me if there are mistakes, it was written quickly and I had to get it out.

It’s fluffy, very fluffy, I’m not even sure if I’m the one who wrote this cause I didn’t think I had any fluffy Tom in me right now but here we are…

I know we all dream of meeting Tom and spending an amazing night with him, (one fantasy a little bit dirtier than the other) but this One shot is all most of us really want I think ;)



Maggie rushed down the stairs onto the platform where a train was already waiting, she quickly slipped inside and let herself sink down onto the empty seats and let out a heavy sigh while she covered her face with her long scarf. The quiet down here was a welcome change from the lively and loud city above ground but somehow it made her heart feel even more heavy.

It was over, she had been counting down the days to this night for months and now it was suddenly gone and…it had all been nothing but a huge disappointment.

She leaned back against the seat and closed her eyes while the doors closed and the train started moving.

What had she really expected? It had been a stupid idea from the start, it was something teenage girls did, stand in line for hours to catch a glimpse of their favorite actor and even travel to another country for it? It was insane and not something a grown 30 year old woman was supposed to do, if she had told her colleagues the real reason for her days off work they would have laughed in her face.
And they would have had every right to! She had been foolish, the whole thing was silly and that was exactly what she felt like right now, a stupid silly fangirl that cared way too much about a man that didn’t give two shits about her.

Thinking about it made her even more angry, but it wasn’t the anger that bothered her right now, it was the feeling of loss, she seemed to have lost something she never even had to begin with and it filled her with a deep emptiness.

She hadn’t even managed to get close to him, the crowd had been wild and endless, and every single fangirl there had been louder than she was, screaming his name and waving their phones at him as if their life depended on it, grabbing his attention while she just stood there. 

She wasn’t even sure what she had wanted from this night. To say hi and thank him? Or just to be able to look into his eyes and see that charming smile with her own eyes, maybe even hear him say her name just once? Or did she dream about getting one of those infamous hugs? 

Of course she did, truth was she had dreamed of all those things, and in her dream that’s exactly how tonight would have happened: she would have been right there in the front row when he would make his way over to her, they would share a smile, he would ask her name and she would ask for a hug and of course he would say yes, hug her tight and look into her eyes one last time before he moved onto the next fan. 

It would have been a small meaningless moment for him but to her it would have meant the world.

In reality she would have settled for just being able to give him her letter, which of course didn’t happen either. She was clutching the hand written pink letter against her chest while he was coming closer, but as he was about to reach the fences he was pulled away by a security guard and rushed off into the building.

And just like that the dream was done, that was it, his small cameo in her life was over before she even realized he was there. She never even stood a chance.

She didn’t regret coming to London, how could she? She had fallen in love with the city during her week here, but there was no denying he was the real reason she came and saved up the money. It’s not like she had the budget to do this every year, this had been her chance, she wouldn’t get another one.

That sudden realization brought tears to her eyes. Great, as if she hadn’t wasted enough of her feelings on him she was also going to cry now? 

She tried to calm herself down and stop the tears, fully aware that she was overreacting but unable to stop it anyway.
The doors of the train were opening and closing again, apart from her and an old man at the end of the coach and a man rushing through the doors last minute, the whole train was empty.

She closed her eyes again, trying to block the tears. It didn’t matter, none of this really mattered, at the end of the day her life wouldn’t suddenly get better because Tom hugged her, it’s not like he has magical healing powers or anything. The thought made her smile through her tears.

And yet his hug was all she could think about.

She shrugged her shoulders to try and get rid of those thoughts, she was just going to go back to the hotel, order room service and maybe have a nice dream of him, at least she would always have her dreams, nobody could take those from her. Maybe in her dream this night would happen exactly like she envisioned.

She had one more day left in London, she was not going to waste it by crying over what was done, she would try and make the most of it.

The whole wish to meet him was always about her, she was aware that he met hundreds of fans on a night like this, she would be nothing but a face in the crowd, he would look at her and forget her as soon as he looked away.

So she didn’t really get to meet him, or tell him how thankful she was, how he inspired her so much, that she was stronger now because of him, that her life was changed because of him and she just wanted him to be aware of that.

It was all right there in the letter, the letter he would never read. 

In one last attempt she had managed to give her letter to that blond guy with the glasses that was always hanging around Tom. She wasn’t even sure if he was really a part of Tom’s entourage as he was still outside after Tom had left, but he seemed to be receiving gifts from other fans so she followed their lead, hoping that by a really long shot the letter would make it’s way into Tom’s hands.

Oh stop dreaming, she urged herself, your letter is somewhere in a bin outside of the theatre you foolish git! Let it go, let him go.

She opened her eyes in a heavy sigh and looked up to check how many stops were left when her eyes noticed the man sitting in front of her. She would have recognized him by just his legs…

He must have gotten on at the last stop while she wasn’t watching.

For a moment she was completely overtaken by panic followed by denial, this could not really be happening! 

How was he here right in front of her, close enough to touch, when he had been completely out of her reach all night long, protected by several fences and security members? It was the most surreal experience she had ever had and she could feel her heart race. 

The suit from earlier that night was replaced by a jeans and his by now famous blue hoody, hiding his hair underneath except for some errand curls peaking out. He had a book and some papers with him on his lap, his long legs were stretched out in the small passage between them, if she moved her foot a little to the left in front of her she would be touching him.

She must have been staring but he didn’t seem to notice any of it, his head was down and focussed on the papers he had with him.

Maggie was unable to move let alone talk, her brain was in overdrive, telling her to snap out of it and say hi to him. Yelling at her that the universe doesn’t just hand out second chances like this and she should make use of them.

But her body refused to move and when he suddenly looked up and their eyes met, the only reaction she managed was to quickly look the other way, hoping her flushed face wouldn’t give her away.

When she finally dared to look back at him after several minutes he was looking down again, he seemed to be reading something.

It was only then that she noticed the letter in his hands. It was pink, not a bright pink but a soft salmon pink with small white roses on the side. She recognized it instantly since she had been staring at it for hours on end trying to put her thoughts onto it.

Her heart was ready to burst out of her chest, he was holding her letter!

Those long delicate fingers brushed the paper that had been in her hands all day. His eyes were absorbing her words and her handwriting, his mind was processing her thoughts right now…and he was smiling.

Even if she had wanted to look away now she was no longer able to. The smile stayed on his face as he continued reading, even while the train stopped and two more people stepped inside he didn’t even look up. Maggie’s eyes stayed on him and his eyes stayed on her letter.

A more serious look on his face all of a sudden, she knew which part this was, he ruffled his hair and let out a deep sigh. Was that a look of sadness on his face? His eyes looked up for a few seconds, not looking at anything or anyone but lost in thoughts before returning his attention to her letter. There was the smile again, even brighter and wider than before, she could even hear a little chuckle coming from him now.

He kept staring at the letter for several more minutes, Maggie was sure he must have read everything by now but his attention was still solely on the piece of paper in his hand, her words in his hand.

Her mind was starting to scream again, say something, get his attention. This is me, that letter is mine, I’m the woman that just made you smile, it’s me!

I made Tom Hiddleston smile.

But what more would she say to him? Everything she wanted to tell him was in that letter.

She couldn’t help the smile on her face and she quickly tried to cover it up by pulling up her scarf in front of her face, but her sudden movement caught Tom’s attention and his eyes now looked directly into hers. Oh shit…

Pretending to be cold she kept the scarf in front of her mouth while she kept her eyes locked with his. He must have seen the smile in her eyes because he returned it, giving her that soft familiar little smile she had seen so many times on the screen of her laptop.
She had always been aware that his eyes were mesmerizing but feeling them on her like this was more intense than she even imagined. 
She was glad to be wearing a red scarf, hoping it would cover up the red on her cheeks.

Why was he still staring at her?

Just when she was working up the nerve to lower her scarf she caught him looking up at the stops while he gathered his things. He was getting off. 

No, please not yet!

Her heat sank again, she would have given anything to just be able to sit there for a little while longer, just stare at him from a distance and maybe steal another smile. But he was already up from his seat.

She lowered her scarf, showing an unmistakeable look of disappointment on her face. She looked up hoping to catch a last glance at him, expecting to find him by the door but he was suddenly standing right in front of her, reaching out his hand to her.

All she managed to do was gasp and then luckily her body took over. She gently put her hand into his, trying not to faint when he carefully helped her stand up, bringing her face up to his.

‘I saw you earlier,’ he then spoke. His voice was like silk, enticing but calming at the same time and she felt her nerves sink a little bit.

‘Yes,’ she managed to speak.

‘The girl with the red scarf and the pink letter,’ he then explained while he showed her the letter,’ I remember you, this is yours.’

She stared at him in surprise and shock, he remembered her?

‘Maggie,’ he spoke her name and it was as magical as she had dreamed it would be,’ you’re Maggie.’
‘And you’re Tom,’ she said and she smiled shyly at her obvious statement.

He was still holding her hand when the train neared it’s stop, she just wanted to stop time and stay here in this moment, with him and his hand on hers but she knew he would be gone within seconds and she couldn’t think of anything more to say to him.

‘Tom,’ she then stuttered,’ I…just…want to ask you…’

Before she could finish her sentence he took her words from her by putting his strong arms around her shoulders and pulling her against his chest. 

This time her body didn’t need time to adjust, she immediately put her arms around his waist and hugged him back, her face nuzzled just below his neck, his scent and the feeling of his arms around her was intoxicating. 

For a moment she worried that she might be overstepping some boundaries but he just tightened the hug and held her in his arms while the train doors opened.

‘Thank you,’ he whispered into her ear and before she could answer him he slipped from her arms and out of the train.

All she could do was watch the doors close in front of her while he walked away on the platform, leaving her with goosebumps and a racing heart while she sank back down into her seat and tried to process what just happened, a ridiculously happy smile on her face.

‘No, thank you, Tom,’ she whispered and she buried her face into her scarf again, not to hide this time but to let out a very loud satisfied muffled scream.


“Your majesty” you said in a low voice, head bowed as you sometimes sneaked glances at the back of your King.

He was back from the war and you had to say that you were - the least - relieved he was back in one piece.

You had come close to him before he left as you were ordered to be his private maid and you would be lying if you said that you did not love that job. Getting to be so close to him, while at the same time taking care of him was the best thing. Over time you were actually happy to say that you had gotten to know him better as he opened up more to you. You could not deny at least to yourself that you had feelings for the man but it something that could simply just not happen. He was a king and you were just one of the maids. Nobody important.

You couldn’t help the slight flutter of your heart, though, when you thought of how close you’d come to be and how much more you’d gotten to know of the man that you called king. He was simple and really kind at heart. He was sweet to you and you couldn’t stop the smile from your lips whenever he showed you that he cared about you.

“What have I told you?” his smooth voice broke you from your trail of thoughts.

He put two delicate fingers under your chin and lifted your head up so that you were looking at him. Your eyes locked with his beautiful blue orb and you instantly felt your breath catch on your throat.

“Henry” he said softly “It is Henry for you, my beautiful and delicate flower” he all-but-whispered, as he rubbed his thumb over your flushed cheek.


“So there has been a rumor going around about you and Y/N going on secret dates and such. What do you have to say about that?” The interviewer asked.

Tom flashed a smile as he quickly adjusted his tie. “Uh well, she and I-she-Y/N is a great girl who is absolutely stunning. We enjoy each other’s company.” He shot his eyes up to the interviewer, and sucked in his lips, feeling the heat radiate off his body.

“So does that mean you two are just friends? Or?”

“Uh well, she and I are very close. I’ll just leave it at that.” He chuckled.


Y/N: Hey, Tom?
Tom: Yes, love?
Y/N: Why was the cannibal expelled from school?
Tom: Oh dear god…I don’t know. Why?
Y/N: Because he kept buttering up the teacher. Baddum tsss!
Tom: *gif*