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New Years Kisses…

Author: @sabine-leo

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Wordcount: 2249

Paring: Loki x reader

FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF

AN: Something fluffy to end the year… Comments and reblogs are ALWAYS welcome and very appreciated! I LOVE to know what you think!

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He couldn´t remember the last time he had been that stumped and lost for creative ideas to get what he wanted. And oh, he really, really wanted…Badly. His mood had been on a sleigh ride downhill since midnight on December the 26th. That was the exact time and date Christmas had been declared completed by Tony who could not have moved from his resting place on the sofa even if the world would be under threat. A serious case of food coma Tony had called it. Bruce, Steve and Bucky had just grunted in agreement from their respective places in the common room.

He really had tried everything the last 3 days but Freya seemed not to grant him his heart’s desire for now. It was the second time he took part in the traditions Midgardians called Christmas since he had joined the Team. It had been a foreign concept to him at first but he found himself liking some of the traditions regarding this festivity. Now it was over and he was back to brooding silently, trying to discard the ridiculous feels he had seemingly caught.

Walking into the common room was probably not the best way to stay in a foul mood or brood but he could not help it. This had been another side effect of living among people who truly cared for each other. He actually craved their company from time to time. Especially that of a woman who seemed to be the carrier and source of his ailment and disposition. Lost in his thought he inwardly flinched when a grunt reached his ears as he pulled out a book from the shelf. Outwardly he slowly and gracefully turned to assess the reason someone had to make such an ignoble noise.

“Tony?” He asked when his eyes spied the source. His voice rose in disbelief and maybe pity of what he saw. “Please do not state that you are still in the same place and in the same clothes such as when I left 13 hours ago?!”

Tony grunted again and rubbed his face. “Alright, I won´t…But my body forgot how to move in order to process all the food I ate.”

Loki rolled his eyes and remarked “An hour more and you would be covered in cobwebs without annoying the spiderkid first.”

“Ha ha, not everybody has the metabolism of a god.” Tony muttered.

“Or the self-effacement…” He grinned towards the man on the sofa.

Tony huffed at that and weekly threw a pillow in his direction.

“Sometimes you should try to indulge in a bit of guilty pleasure Loki.”

He turned back to face the books and whispered “Believe me…I tried for the last 3 days.”

Tony sat up but fell back nearly directly. “Nah, not moving until New Year´s Eve.”

Loki laughed and threw back the pillow before he sat down in one of the armchairs to start reading but found himself reliving the last 3 days instead.

Magically putting Mistletoes everywhere when you and him had been in the same room was no guarantee for actually being able to catch you standing under one with him. No, every time he had spotted you under a Mistletoe…or arranged the place of the greenery in his favour…someone else had beat him to it. First Steve, then Bucky, then Bruce, then Tony, then he had run out on opportunities without giving himself away. Gone was his chance to test if you really tasted as delicious as he made himself believe when lying awake in his bed…

“LOKI!”

He flinched when another pillow hit him.

“What?” he gnarled. Mad, that he was not even allowed salacious thoughts for one second.

“I asked if you would be so kind to magic the decoration away. Pepper wants me to do something else for the New Year´s Eve party.”

“Are you certain you will be able to move for that?” Loki teased but did as asked.

“Thank you.” Tony grinned and added. “I would face the mockery of everybody in this tower unfazed but I am not going to face Peppers wrath by not setting up a perfect party to cross over into the new year.” Tony closed his eyes with a cunning grin. “Besides, I am not going to pass on the tradition of the New Years Kiss at midnight!”

The sly and hopeful smile that spread on Loki’s face went unnoticed as Tony drifted of into another hour of food coma rehabilitation sleep.

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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Oh my! Thank you darling!! I am happy you liked it ❤️

Dreadful Silence - Part 16

Author: @sabine-leo

Rated: M

Genre: Angst, Insecurity, Hurt / Comfort, Humor and Fluff / SMUT

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston / You (female reader)

Part: 16/16

Note: And thats a wrap… This will be the last chapter of Dreadful Silence. I could do an Epilogue if wanted but that would be it :) This idea had been in my head for a while and I am happy that I could get it out into the open.

I am SO very thankful to all of you who have liked, rebloged and commented this story! I love you to bits!!! Please let me know if you liked the last chapter!

THANK YOU FOR CLIMBING THIS MOUNTAIN WITH ME!!!

After the party Tom and you had fallen into bed happy but exhausted. There was no doubt about the next weeks becoming straining and intense but you loved the rush after every performance.

3 Weeks in and it had not changed a bit. The complete Cast lay yet another time on the floor of the stage together as Tom turned his head. He smiled a beaming smile but his eyes held a seriousness that kept you from asking why he looked the way he looked. Knowing him you knew he was about to talk soon anyway.

“I was wondering…” He started and the beaming smile became a little grin.

“…since we practically live together for a while now anyway…why not make it permanent?!”

Tom kissed your entwined hands and added. “No need to pay double for rent if we only use one flat anyway…” You started to grin yourself.

“That is very reasonable, you do make a good argument Thomas.”

Tom laughed softly and nodded. “I do, don´t I?!”

Slowly you sat up and turned your head to still be able to look at him. “I mean, why say things like I love you, I want to be with you all the time. Let´s share a life…When you can also reason with rent prices…” Tom suppressed a snort and hefted himself up to stand.

“I am glad we are on the same page, darling!” Then he started walking to get off stage and shower. Shortly before he was out of sight he stopped and threw you a wicked look.

“Ahh.. by the way. I LOVE YOU and I already terminated my rent contract. So, you are basically stuck with me! Please…let´s share a life together!” He winked at you and blew you a kiss before he left the stage. You sat there flabbergasted and started to laugh.

“TROUBLE TOM!” You yelled and went after him to not only start sharing a life but also THE DAMN SHOWER together.

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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For your christmas pleasure...

let me show to you: TOM IN RED

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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For your Christmas pleasure!

Tony: *walks in balancing a big ass tree with his iron suit flight stabelizers* Finaly! Time to set up the tree for christmas!

Loki: *looks up from his book* Oh yes, time to sit in front of a dead tree and eat horrible candy out of socks.

Tony: *closes his eyes in disbelief* In the spirit of christmas I will pretend I didn't hear a word that left your mouth.

Loki: *grins*

Tony: *gets the tree positioned, fights himself for a second* Ok, I can't...You know what. For somebody who doesn't like christmas your helmet sure looks like horns...REINDEER GAMES!

Loki: *smirks* And your suit looks a lot like a santa dress

You: *laughing, leaning in the door frame* you should watch and listen to yourself bickering with each other...

Tony: He started it..

Loki: You walked in all jolly with a dead tree...

Tony: You know what. I'll just call you grinch from now on. *Walking away to get the decorations. Mumbling loud enough for Loki to hear* Some gods are not a gift to mankind but a pain in the ass!

Loki: *hiding a chuckle*

You: You can't stop teasing him, can you.

Loki: Why should I, it is SO much fun! *walking towards you, a missletoe appears above your head*

Loki: *grins* Oh! Would you look at that... *grabs you for a kiss*

You: *laughs* Mischievous...*melting into his kiss*

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Christmas eve...

Tony: *walks into the room* OH DEAR GOD! LOKI! *hides his eyes* Why on earth are you lying under the damn tree like that??

Loki: I wanted to remind you THAT I am, infact, a gift!

Tony: ... DON'T MOVE THAT HELMET!

Loki: Then walk away and send Y/N in...actually THIS present was for her...*grins*

Tony: Hey, so you are secretly playing santa...I KNEW you did not hate christmas!

Loki: Stark! Don't make me throw that helmet in your direction. But if you don't leave NOW...I will!

Tony: *turns to get out, shouting* HEY Y/N ! WOULD YOU HELP ME OUT IN THE LIVINGROOM...

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You: *walking in* You need hel....Oh my...LOKI!

Loki: Care to unwrap your present, pet?

You: *staring at the well placed helmet* I don't think there is much to unwrap...

Loki: *grins* Well, you are dressed an awfull lot...maybe I'll unwrap you instead...

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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Merry Christmas for everyone who celebrates! For everyone else Happy Tom Day 😉

This picture triggered a little imagine out of me. So, here we go:

Soft music was playing in the background, indistinct chatter out of every corner came to your ear in a murmuring tangle of voices. Some you knew since you´d been little and running around the big Christmas tree, some were new to you and probably wouldn´t be heard again come next year. Nobody wanted to come alone to your aunts annual Family and Friends Christmas Eve gathering. At least nobody over the age of 25 who did not like to get shown around like a cow at the market waiting to be presented to be sold off.

“Here, your wine…drink up and get a refill, aunt Beth is looking our way again.” Your cousins voice brought you back into the here and now. “I thought you said you´d bring someone this year? Your mum said you were seeing someone…”

“I am, he had to attend a party with colleagues and some pretty important work people.” The thought about him alone lifted your spirits considerably. Your cousin huffed “Have you forgotten? NOTHING is more important than aunt Beth´s Christmas Eve party.” The both of you chuckled and clicked glasses. It wasn´t the first time that you and your cousin had hidden in a far corner because both of you refused to drag some poor fella along to play a charade.

Laughter made its way over to you from the big fireplace your father was entertaining with one of his many stories again. His well-worn tux straining at the shoulders from his lively gestures.

“I am pretty sure I can tell you the story your father is telling just by his motions.”

You almost snorted your wine back into the glass.

What a moment for your aunt to walk over with a stranger by her side. Your cousin looked horrified and gave a good shove to your back, making you step forward.

“Ah, (Y/N).” Your aunt began. “May I introduce Jack. Jack is the son of my dentist. He is still single and looking for some company.” Turning halfway to your cousin who was about to get away you mouthed “Traitor!” but took the outstretched hand from Jack, smiling kindly.

“Nice to meet you, Jack. Thank you, aunt Beth, but I am actually seeing someone for a while now.” Your aunt rolled her eyes. “At your age I was already married with two kids and I am not seeing that you brought your someone tonight so…” she made you step towards Jack who still held your hand.

“He had to wor…”

Suddenly the former chatty room got a lot quieter when the double wing door got opened by the hired staff and another additional guest entered the room. The black tuxedo with the white dress shirt and black bowtie looked bespoke and fitted like a second skin.

Your face lit up.

The moment your eyes met a handsome smile broke out on his previous searching glance. Until he saw Jack holding your hand.

His walk was straight and purposeful.

Your aunt just stared…as did your cousin and pretty much everybody else in this room.

A big, warm hand touched your side and the sinful waft of expensive cologne entangled your senses. A soft kiss pressed to your cheek made you shudder in pleasure. The deep hum of his voice near your ear “Hello darling, you look dashing tonight.” let goose bumps arise on your naked arms. Slowly he tugged you to his side, away from Jack and turned towards your aunt. His azure blue stare hit her like a freight train. “Is this the lady of the house?” To your nod he smiled dangerously handsome and inclined his head before breathing a kiss onto your aunts’ hand.

“If I may introduce and excuse myself for my late arriving. My name is Thomas and I am lucky to be able to call your niece mine and be hers in equal-measure.”

He let go of your aunts’ hand and had you sideways in his arm in one smooth move.

The grin on your face would definitely not go away anytime soon.

It took a moment before Beth had back her bearings and proceeded as if she had not just been run over by the Hiddleston charm. “Welcome Mr. Hiddleston I am very glad you made it. I truly did not believe that my niece was seeing someone like she said she would.”

Tom smiled and kissed your temple. “Oh, she is and I am not letting her get away again.” His glance hit Jack in a clear message. Your aunt seemed oblivious but was incorrigible and grabbed the hand of your still staring cousin. “Jenna, meet Jack!”

Tom chuckled softly and tilted his head up a bit with a grin that faded into something darker.

“I came just in time…” You looked upwards too and laughed softly. “You did…I was one step away to get kis…” You were not able to end your sentence because Toms lips sealed yours shut in a tender but claiming kiss. “I am not letting you attend this party alone ever again!” He vowed near your lips in a deep rumble that made it very clear that you had not seen the end of possessive Tom for tonight.

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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THANK YOU @runningawaywithloki

I have had a tough year and not much time to write. So your words really mean a LOT!

This story is one of my favs. I am totaly happy that you liked it!!

Dreadful Silence

Author: @sabine-leo

Rated: M

Genre: Angst, Insecurity, Hurt / Comfort, Humor and Fluff

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston / You

Part: 1/?

Summary: After an illness your brain experienced a trauma which caused it to lose the ability to speak out loud what you want to say. To get back on your feet after months in the hospital and secluding yourself from the world takes a big amount of courage and strength. Gladly there are helping hands… those of your friends…and handsome strangers

Trigger warning: Ilness, speechlessness, Aphasia

Note: This idea was in my head for a while. I needed to get it onto paper. Please let me know what you think about it and if you like me to continiue to explore it.

Dreadful Silence ~ Part 1

This was hard for you. Why did you agree to this? You weren’t ready, not nearly.

Maybe you could just hide out in the storage room and be helpful assorting the shelves. Your best friend Julia had meant no harm, but after your illness and the by product that you lost most of your speech you were living some what secluded. It had taken you time to get on your feet again after the encephalitis had knocked you down and flipped your life in a direction you never had guessed. Waking up in a hospital after you dropped like a stone on a night out in front of your friends you couldn´t articulate. Only murmurs and gasps had left your mouth. The panic attack that had followed required the doctors to slightly sedate you again. Weeks of treatments and therapy had followed.

Learning sign language hat been part of the therapy. You could formulate some words, but were very, very slow and it disturbed you so much that you stopped trying in front of other people. The looks on most peoples faces hurt you so much that you didn´t want to interact with anybody then your close friends any longer. 5 months had passed that way and your friends had enough of it.

Julia owned a little store in the city and couldn´t afford a full time help if she wanted to make at least a bit money out of it. She sold flowers, little trinkets and artwork she made herself. Julia was very talented and until somebody noticed that she had to make do with this little shop of hers. She was in desperate need of some help and you wanted to help her, but felt overwhelmed after 7 months of being in a hospital and mostly by yourself.

“Mondays are slow, don´t worry this will be fine…and we need to get you out of your flat for a while. It´s time to live again.” She smiled at you and opened up her shop. “You could start helping me to get the flowers out, maybe do one of your sweet arrangements for the window?!” You nodded, that would be ok. “I..i iiii” you started “….no..” it really stressed you out being that slow. You knew exactly what you wanted to say but just couldn´t get the words out! “….people..” You sighed and signed the sentence you wanted to say again:

I don´t want to interact with people, I´ll will help you out as good as I can but please don´t make me talk in front of others.

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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@runningawaywithloki Oh my! You just made my day! Thank you so much for your reblog and comment!! I am really happy you enjoyed this story <3

Always been you...

Author: @sabine-leo

Genre: Fluff, Friendship, Friends to lovers

Chapter: 1 / 6 (finished)

Wordcount: 2970

Summary: Since Toms´ sister Emma has been your friend since childhood, Tom was a part of your life for about 25 years now. Forming a deep and trusting friendship had been easy. You could count on each other no matter what. SO, when your flat got flooded Tom was the first to offer help and take you in.

But what will living together stir up?

Note: Tags are open!

Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

Chapter 1

„Absolutely not!“

Tom shook his head and stuffed the well-used, squeaky colourful pillow into a big suitcase.

“You can´t be serious, (Y/N)!”

He grabbed the next best thing he found and almost threw it at you when you said

“I´ll pretend it is a holiday… I am long overdue for one anyway!”

Toms’ arms shot upwards and he flopped down onto the sofa.

“You are NOT going to spend a fortune to live in a hotel.”

Starting to sound like a teenager in an argument with her parents you meekly retorted

“I won´t live in the Savoy or rent a Penthouse near the Chancery Lane…”

Tom sighed and let his arms drop.

“How long do you know me? How long have we been friends?” He asked and looked up.

“Do you want the exact number of years, months, weeks, days, hours and minutes? Because that might actually take me a while!”

“God, woman….” He rolled his eyes and stood, walked towards you.

“..lets just say you had the unfortune pleasure to see me with acne.”

Snorting, you looked at him and shrugged. “You grew out of it…”

Tom huffed and lifted an eyebrow. “Well, you grew into that stupid green shirt you always wore when having a sleepover with my sister…but it is in your suitcase anyway. That thing must be close to unraveling.”

Almost thrusting the suitcase close you looked at him sternly. “IT IS my favourite shirt after all and it really is NON of your business in what I do or do not sleep.”

Tom grabbed the two suitcases and started to walk towards the door.

“As long as we are clear that I won’t let you sleep in a hotel for as long as it takes to repair the water leak and get the whole flat dry again. AND…I really don´t care what you sleep in.”

“Tom, dammit!” You sighed annoyed.

His car beeped and opened the boot. Tom threw in the suitcases and turned towards you. Now with a charming smile on his face. “You´ll get the guestroom and I´ll get your cooking skills. I´d say this is a fair deal.” He walked to the passenger’s door and opened it. “Now, do you get in on your own or do I have to throw you in too?”

After two deep, calming breaths you locked your door to your ruined flat.

“You really are a pain in the ass, you know that Hiddleston?!”

Tom grinned and tilted his head.

“And you are stubborn and need to learn to accept help. I think we are well matched. Now get in the car and let me be your best friend for god’s sake.”

Starting to walk towards this tall fool of a friend you stopped when he did not get out of the way.

“Changed your mind?” You asked and looked up.

“Noo..” He huffed and hugged you. Softly he added. “Just let me be your friend…You´d do the same for me…have done to be precise.”

You hugged him back and sighed. “Your flat never had a water leak and turned into an indoor pool out of nowhere…”

Tom laughed. “No, but I had bad weeks, were I practically lived in the dressing room of a theatre. Your door was always open…sooo…” he drew out the last word and opened up the car door for you, still holding you close with his other arm.

Smiling into his chest you said “That was a million years ago…”

Tom grinned and leaned back a bit.

“Your math needs improving…We are friends for a while now, but a million years might be a wee bit of an exaggeration.”

Pinching his side, you ducked under his arm and climbed into his car.

“I´ll figure out the exact amount of years later…when I ruin your kitchen mad-baking a cake.”

Tom laughed out loud but sounded hopeful when he asked “Chocolate?” and sat down in the driver’s seat.

“Strawberry Chocolate!” You answered and he beamed like a child on Christmas morning.

“I might bribe the workers to ruin another water pipe…just to keep you living at my place for longer.”

“Pain in the ass! Why did I call for help again?” You groaned and Tom laughingly weaved into traffic.

Two days in, Tom stood in his living room staring at the ceiling and taking a deep breath. This wasn´t working. He shook his head and sighed before frowning towards the hallway where you currently hid in his guest room, too scared to live in his home and acting like a hermit who just bunkered down for hibernation. He had enough of it. With long strides he made his way down the hallway and without even bothering to knock he barged in.

You sat cross-legged on the Queen-size bed and just stared at him.

Tom grinningly took a leap and jumped face down onto the bed. It made you almost bounce off but surely let you throw your book up with a squeal. This tall goof of a man-child elegantly turned onto his side and smirked at you. “Hey there….roomie.”

“Tom!” You frowned at him. “I could have been…”

“What?” He interjected. “Avoiding your best friend?”

You swatted his side. “Am not…” But your face looked caught.

Tom huffed out a laugh and keeled you over to lay besides him. You squealed inaudible and tried to get comfortable facing him on your side. “Are you done throwing me off balance?” You asked.

“Depends. Are you done hiding out in this room and start living with me in the whole of the house?!”

“I didn´t want to bother…” Tom covered your mouth with his big hand before you could finish this sentence. “You will not finish that thought. His face was close and he really did look stern. “You are not and never will be a guest in this house. Do as you wish. Blimey, throw your stuff around in the living room. Leave your toothpaste open on the sink. Eat the last piece of chocolate I hid in the fridge. Rearrange my books. Dance in your underwear through the kitchen while making me breakfast.” Tom grinned when your eyes shot darts his way. He let his hand slide off your mouth and got out of bed. “You will never let me live that last one down, will you?!”

With a shake of his head, he walked out. “Nope.” He popped the p. Tom left the door wide open and his voice, still teasing, made you blush with his next sentence. “God, you looked hot swinging that spatula. Had you really forgotten that I was sleeping in your guestroom?”

Groaning you fell face first into the pillow. And threw it out of the room in the next instant. It dared to smell like Toms cologne from him just laying there for 3 minutes.

“There we go. See, I know you could cause chaos in my home…” His grinning face reappeared in the open doorframe. “On second thought, don´t leave the toothpaste open on the sink. I hate that. But I am all up for underwear breakfast.” His eyes got big when he saw you scrambling out of bed.

“Uh oh!” He laughed and made a run for it.

“Hiddleston.” You exclaimed “You are a pain in my rear!” and gave chase.

Tom, fast as he was, already stood pressed against the wall next to the hall and caught you mid run. He lifted you up with ease and laughingly wrapped you into one of his all-engulfing hugs.

“Now, (Y/N), can we start being roommates?”

You nodded against his chest. “Sorry I was avoiding you…”

“Just don´t do it again. We practically grew up together. You are the one constant in my life I don´t want to lose.”

His words hit home. You held him closer for a second and he smiled into your hair.

Your mood was down the drain today. You had been on the phone with the several contractors for over 3 hours and your landlord hogged the line for another hour and a half. It seemed there was an absolute shortage of workers and material due to shipping problems. Also, they found mould in half your flat. The leakage had been there for a while before the pipe had burst completely. Half way into your conversation with the insurance company your head hit the desk. You didn´t even notice that Tom came back from his meeting. He lifted an eyebrow when he saw your head on his desk but got the gist of the why in your next exasperated answer.

“No, I am not staying in a hotel at the moment….I know that the flat is uninhabitable. I am not there either. NO, I am not in a hotel. Yeah, I know I can´t live in my flat unless I want to catch whatever the mould will throw at my health…I…I…could you listen fo…”

Tom leaned his shoulder against the doorframe and crossed his arms in front of his chest. No way he would let you move back into that place. It was a nice flat but old and now it seemed like it´d be a health risk without complete restauration.

“Why I called? WHY I CALLED?” You nearly yelled into the phone. “I tried to ask if my insurance covers the transfer of my belongings into storage…. THANK YOU!” You put the phone on the desk and exhaled loudly.

“Not going well, is it?” Tom asked softly and pushed himself away from the doorframe.

Slowly you lifted and shook your head agreeing to his statement.

“How bad is it?” Tom asked softly and hunched down before your chair, holding onto your calves with his big hands looking up into your eyes. The contact, the soft look in his eyes it almost was too much. You tried to control your breath and the tears that wanted to overflow.

“Some of my stuff is ruined. My new landlord is trying to get me to sign something that he is not accountable for any health risks I may have been exposed to. I am practically homeless as he can´t guarantee that I´ll be able to move back in after a complete restauration. At least not to the normal rent I paid till now…”

Toms´ face fell and he started rubbing your calves.

“Oh darling, I am so sorry.”

“I´ve lived there for what…15 years now?”

“It was a nice flat…A lot of memories live there.” Tom answered into your thoughts.

“And now they have mould.” You whined but then started to cry-giggle.

Tom snorted, amazed that you tried to joke about it already. He stood, tugged you up and into his arms. “They do not.” He said half laughing. “They live inside you and some of them in me…mould free.” He grinned and kissed the top of your head.

You snivelled into his shirt but laughed. Tom rubbed your back soothingly while he continued

“Do you need to make more phone calls? Can I help in any way? And just if you need me to say it out loud. You are not homeless (Y/N). You can live here as long as you can stand my company. We can look into rent advertisements…anything you want or need. I´ll help.”

This only made your eyes well up again. He really was the best friend you could ask for.

“Thank you, Tom.” You hugged him close for a moment longer.

“Now...” He started and leaned back to look at you. “…let me take your mind off of this mess.”

To your inquiring eyebrow he just wiggled his and let you go.

“I´ll cook up something and we´ll have a movie night.”

“Hiddleston. Do you want us to slide from one mess into another? I´ll cook, you can look pretty while opening up a bottle of wine!”

Toms´ eyes got big but he started to laugh. “Hey, Punk! I can do more than just look pretty.” He played hurt. “I can at least hand you…what is the thing called you cook in?”

“A pot?!” You answered deadpan.

Tom grinned. “Yes, that. Come on Punk. I´m hungry.” He pulled his dress-shirt out of his pants and started to unbutton it. Seeing his beginning striptease in the corner of your eye you teased

“So nice of you to be my henchman in underwear…” and walked into the kitchen.

Tom belled out a laugh. “It was youwho said I should look pretty.” He tossed the shirt onto a chair and followed you into the kitchen. His dress pants hugged his rear when he turned around to lean on the countertop, flexing his biceps while crossing his arms above his wide chest. The grin on his face was telling. He really tried to take your mind off of the mess.

“Thomas.” You said in your most adult voice. “Go, grab a t-shirt. This is distracting.”

Tom grinned and answered cockily. “And I do still wear my pants…”

He laughed out loud when you just pointed a finger towards his bedroom. Slowly he pushed himself off the countertop and sighed. “No appreciation for the art that woman.”

“HEY!” You squeaked loudly when he swatted your behind with a kitchen towel before making a run for his room.

Tom rolled down from the couch to lie on the floor, rubbing his belly.

“Blimey, I am full.”

Laughing you looked down on him from your spot on the couch. “You stuffed your face, Tom. It´s a miracle that you did not drift off into food-coma.”

Tom grinned. “I blame you and your cooking skills!”

“Nah-ah. I oppose this statement.” You stretched out and mirrored his position.

“You oppose my compliment that you are one hell of a cook?” came from the floor.

Rolling onto your side to look down on him again you answered. “No, doofus! But I am not to hold accountable for what you put in your mouth.”

Tom started to laugh out loud and grabbed your waist.

“Noo no no noooo Tom!” You squeaked, but it was too late. He already pulled and made you fall off the couch, half on top of him. “Ufff” he grunted and laughed, tucking you against his side.

“Get comfortable. We might not get up so soon.” He grinned.

“I was comfortable ON your couch you man-child.”

Tom looked into your eyes with sparks of mischief coming out of his blue orbs. “Maybe, but I was lonely down here.”

“How did I get through the last…25 years with you as a friend?” You asked swatting his chest.

“You love me… that’s how!” Tom said with absolute self-confidence…and a sweet grin on his face.

“Stop being so darn cute Hiddleston. That charm does not work on me anymore.”

Tom grabbed a pillow from the wingchair behind him and got comfortable.

“Too bad…really.” He closed his eyes with a smile on his face. Keeping you in his arms.

After that night on Tom’s floor the both of you began to actually live together and find a rhythm that made it easy for him and you. Since there was no going back to your flat, Tom had helped you by packing up your belongings and take the things you needed most into his house.

The busted pipe really had done a thorough job to your flat. 3 Rooms were full of mould from extended water exposure. And then there was the complete ruin of a wall - after the pipe finally had burst- which had ruined your bedroom.

Tom cleared the guestroom from anything it didn´t need to store and declared it to be (Y/N)´s room. Complete with popping a bottle of sparkly wine in a hilarious ceremony for which he had dressed in his best tuxedo.

Thinking back to the day you had met the teenage version of him made you smile when you lay in your newly christened room that night. You and his sister Emma had been -and still were- very good friends. Going to the same school, having regular sleepovers, living through your awkward teenage years together formed friends for live. Tom became part of that friendship somewhere along the way. 5 years your senior he had teased you and Emma relentlessly but never failed to be there when things went south or one of you needed help.

A soft knock on your door made you lift your head.

“Are you sleeping?” Tom whispered standing in the doorframe.

“Yes. Go away.” You said grinning but turned on the little night lamp.

Tom, dressed in a soft blue shirt and boxershorts smiled audible. “Make some room.” He scrambled next to you and sat leaning against the headrest. “You ok?” His voice was soft and quiet.

“Yeah, I think I am.” You smiled at him and propped yourself up too. “I was just thinking about the time you made me ace my Shakespeare paper.”

Tom started to laugh. “Oh boy, that was for you’re A Level, right?”

You nodded and offered him a sweet smile.

“After that we became friends…not only acquaintances because of my sister.” Tom’s voice laced with memories was something else. “Reading Shakespeare with you was no hardship.” He smiled towards you.

“No hardship? You drilled it into me 3 days and nights without pause!”

Tom laughed out loud. “I did not need to drill it into you. It was already there. I just had to tickle the depth of meaning in.” He grinned sweetly. “I actually was impressed how you -5 years my junior- could so easily follow my thoughts and the analytics I JUST made for my degree in classics.”

Tom nudged your shoulder with his and smiled. “You do have a bright head on those shoulders.”

Huffing you rolled your eyes.

“Bright and beautiful.” He added and lifted his arm for you to come nestle against him.

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Yes please!!

I wish I could have Loki’s voice as my google map navigation voice; sass and all.

Is this post completely random; fuck yes.

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sabine-leo · 1 year

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Added finished Story: Always been you to the list! More updates will follow :)

Masterlist

Multi Chapter fics TOM:

A smile to remember :

This is a multiple chapter story about You and Tom. (46/?)

One manic monday at work you meet a handsome, tall man named Tom Hiddleston who happens to be the uncle of Dylan, a child in your care. The actor who is known worldwide soon pops up every now and then to pick up his nephew. Coincidence?

Special guests apear further along

Always been you: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 (finished)

Since Toms´ sister Emma has been your friend since childhood, Tom was a part of your life for about 25 years now. Forming a deep and trusting friendship had been easy. You could count on each other no matter what. SO, when your flat got flooded Tom was the first to offer help and take you in.

Paradise Found: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Summer, sun, vacation on an Island. A summer romance. Who knows what will happen??!!

Dreadful Silence : Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8/ Part 9 / Part10 /Part11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 / Part 15 / Part 16/ (finished)

After an illness your brain experienced a trauma which caused it to lose the ability to speak out loud what you want to say. To get back on your feet after months in the hospital and secluding yourself from the world takes a big amount of courage and strength. Gladly there are helping hands… those of your friends…and handsome strangers (Epilouge may follow)

Moonlight Masquerade: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

A mysterious masquerade ball calls for a enthralling encounter with a masked handsome stranger.

Multi Chapter fics LOKI :

Please me if you tease me: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 /Part 8 / Part 9 (finished)

There is something exhilarating about teasing your secret lover Loki. But are you ready to tangle with the God of Mischief? You are about to find out as the preperations for a grand festivity in Asgard kick in.

(Sequel in work)

Solid Chaos : Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part5 : (finished)

A requested fic with the Idea of @drakesfiance 5 parts are planned Oneshots belonging to this AU possible

Living in a world were The Avengers exist and save the world repeatedly you find yourself one morning with inhuman abilities of your own. How will your boyfriend Tom react when he get´s back from his audition?

Oneshots LOKI:

Wake up Calls :

Loki x Female reader Smut / Fluff

A simple statement leading to things you could not have imagined!

You: *grumpy* I hate people who can go to sleep as soon as they close their eyes. It takes me 3 hours 700 position changes and a sacrifice to the gods!!!

Loki: *looking up from his tea with a smirk*

Loki: Darling…you have sacrificed yourself to the wrong gods then… *winking* Try me…

Lokis lure :

(Oneshot request) That she thinks that she´s not deserving of love and friendship makes Lokis blood boil. He can be patient but he also can be mischievous and quite loving in coming up with a plan to make her see the error of her ways. Other appearing / mentioned characters: Tony, Cap, Bucky, Nat, Bruce, Clint, Thor.

New Years Kisses:

After he was not able to kiss you under the Mistletoe, Loki needs a new plan.

Drunken Murmurs:

Drinking and talking to Loki is nothing that goes well together…or s it?

Hammered:

A Oneshot that originated out of this CHAT I wrote. Loki gets a book with bad Pick-up-lines from Tony and Clint who want to trick him. One night out in a club with them and Thor he wants to impress you with those lines.

Mischief Managed:

Loki is the new resident in the Stark Tower. He is hesitant at first, but mischief follows after you introduce him to the tradition of April Fools!

Beautiful Menace :

A Oneshot about a Valkyrie (You) and Loki who need to work out their differences in order to stand to be in each other´s pressence without rilling each other up.

High Pitched :

A Oneshot full of fun. Bored, you and Loki come up with another use for the helium gas tanks when Tony is throwing a party for the Avengers.

Drunken Murmurs:

You should not drink and talk to Loki if you want to keep your secret!

ONESHOTS TOM:

Drunken Truth…Or..What Did I do?!

A Oneshot in which Tom had a little too much to drink and needs your help and maybe talks too much about stuff he held back for a while!

Silver Lines:

Co-staring next to Tom Hiddleston in your first big role makes you nervous. But you are not the only one having trouble on set.

Look Left:

A oneshot for a raffle winner. Reader gets hurt and Tom is her emergency contact. Fluff and sweetness ensues.

Wingman:

Ben & Tom are having a fun night out. There is only one question Ben can´t get Tom to answer without drinks. WHY hasn´t he asked you out yet?

Bloody Valentine:

A Oneshot about You having the worst speed-dating expierence on Valentine´s day…until Tom comes along.

Dance with me tonight:

Fate has a thing for dancing in Londons tube… (Tom x You)

Adaptation:

Your first novel became a bestseller and will be adapted to the big screen. Slightly out of your comfort zone you try to do your best as a 27 year old writer who is not accustomed to being the centre of attention. (Tom x You)

Insecurities:

A Oneshot requestet from the lovely @theoneanna about You and Tom. There is an age-gap between you and …well…insecurities

Getiing Loki :

A Oneshot of Smut about Tom and you getting into character in the make-up trailer.

The morning after:

The morning after a wild party you wake up in the wrong bedroom…

Pairing: Tom & You

Living The Dream &

Is this the real life is this just fantasy…

2 Oneshots based on the CENTRUM Commercial Tom filmed! I think I don´t need to say more than Living the Dream includes Smut and the other one is pure fluff!

Cry me a river

Your day got from bad to worse. Emotionaly drained you can´t keep it together any longer when you finally get home. How will the day end that has you crying in the shower?! Pairing: Tom & You

Coffee and Cake & Kiss or Choke & Sparkly bets

3 Oneshots for a Prompt Challenge. Coffee and Cake is about Tom and Youwith Benedict as special guest. Kiss or Choke´s pairing is Loki and You with some other members of the avengers! Sparkly bets is about Tom and You wanting something more than JUST friendship.

Wicked Tom :

Tom sees the musical WICKED with the reader staring as Elphaba. He is blown away by her voice and has to meet her/ you.

I kisses Santa:

A request Oneshot: Regarding your post-I’m a fan of any Christmas fluff but I heard the song “I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus” recently and think it would be great as a married reader x Tom fic with kids. Just an idea! Thank you for taking suggestions and sharing your writing! :)

Santa Baby :

Tom and Liv (his OFC neighbour ) meet while Liv tries to set up a tree. Not that easy when you are single and pregnant. How is their relationship 1 year later when little Ella is around?

I hope you have fun reading !! Taglist and requests are open!

Reblogs are very appreciated!!

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Always been you... (FINAL) Chapter 6

Author:@sabine-leo

Genre: Fluff, Friendship, Friends to lovers

Chapter: 6 / 6

Link to Chapter 1 / Link to Chapter 2 / Link to Chapter 3 / Link to Chapter 4 / Link to Chapter 5

But what will living together stir up?

Note: Tags are open!

Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

That is a wrap on this story. Thank you for reading and commenting... AND for paitently waiting for me to get through a tough time to finaly finish this one :) I do hope to be back with more stories and with finishing another WIP

Chapter 6

Tom smiled back and walked towards the door, held it open.

“Nobody is leaving until we have confronted our feelings!”

Walking past him he stopped you with one hand in the frame.

“Actually…” He spoke. “I am not going to let you leave ever again.”

Grinning he added. “See, I´m being very clear.”

There he stood. This contradicting man. Opening the door like a gentleman but also blocking the way with his arm. His words, though tenderly spoken, held an innuendo that made your belly do somersaults. You looked up into his eyes and the sparkle in them reminded you of a young Thomas accompanying you to the school dance. Tom tilted his head and smiled while slowly letting his arm fall down to his side. “After you…”

“Thank you very much.” You said with a nervous voice and walked inside.

There were too much feelings inside of you. The kiss had awakened everything that had been buried deep. Tom dropped of his jacket and walked towards you, taking the cakebox out of your hands he put it onto the table and said “You´ve been very quiet on the drive home…”

Slowly he walked back towards you and took your hand to guide you to the sofa.

When you sat down next to him, he turned sideways.

“What is going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

“Nothing…everything at once. I don´t know!”

Tom smiled softly and took in a deep breath.

“Ok, let me ask you this. Why did you keep my green shirt all those years?”

Your head shot up and your gaze locked with his. A soft smile spread on Tom’s face.

“I wrecked my brain for 3 days but I now remember the day I gave it to you.”

He took your hand in his. “And I remember why I gave it to you.”

“Why?” You asked, still overwhelmed by all those feelings.

Tom entwined your linked hands anew and lifted them to breath a kiss onto yours. For a second he closed his beautiful eyes and took a deep breath before speaking.

“I wanted you to wear my shirt so that it would carry your scent when I got I back…” Tom grinned sweetly “…Problem is.. I never got it back.”

You laughed softly and spoke quietly. “And I kept it so that I would have something of you when you would head back to Eton.”

Toms’ eyes welled up. “After that day…life just got in the way. My ambition got in the way. Every time I saw you there was this pang of regret hitting me. But after some years I told myself that it was too late. That I´d ruin a friendship…so I tried my best to…”

You softly interrupted “…To tell yourself that it was just a phase, a crush that´d go away some day.”

Tom nodded. “Yes. And for a while it did…even though it was you I´d talk to, call, go for whenever I needed consolation, a shoulder to cry on or just share my sparse time with.”

Tom blinked rapidly for a few times.

“I´ve been blind and foolish and just plain stupid…but that ends now.”

He came closer and his hand touched your cheek. His eyes searched yours while he searched for words that would do his feelings justice. When those words finaly came, they wear spoken hoarse but with a deep felt meaning that touched your soul and your heart.

“Its always been you!”

His words hung in the air like mist on a foggy morning. Toms blue orbs searched yours, he held his breath for a second. It went out on a puff when he saw your eyes fill with tears.

"Oh Thomas..." you croaked and gulped down the feelings he had pulled from the far ends of your beeing. Tom grinned and grabbed your face with both his hands.

"It has always been you! And it only ever will be you!"

Then he silenced the whole world around the both of you with a kiss that was longing, willing and liberating all at once.

When he had to come up for air he chuckled "Mother was right...I really have been blind to the things right in front of me...till now. I think, I do see very clearly what is in front of me just now."

Grinning you leaned back a little and said.

"Are you sure... you look a little cross-eyed to me."

Tom lifted one eyebrow and answered deadpan

"Must be the build up sexual tension from all those years wanting you but beeing to foolish to accept it."

Then that ridiculously handsome man really looked cross-eyed at you and tackled you with another kiss. Bringing you flat onto your back with him on top. When he lifted his head again he grinned and looked gloriously disheveled from your roaming hands.

"Care to join me in my bed tonight?"

THE END

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You dug out an old one <3

Thank you love! And it seems i need to write more now, huh?! :)

Coffee & Cake

I got another request from @thecolorsinautumn

Tom Hiddleston 39, 31, 21 please and thank you!

21. “You just got Friend-zoned!”

31. “Take off your shirt.”

39. “Put me out of my misery already and kiss me!”

I do hope you like it!! Sorry it took a bit !!

Author: @sabine-leo

Genre: Fluff, humor

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Special Guest: Benedict Cumberbatch

Tom sat back down at the little table he and his friend Ben occupied. A little pale in the face and his mouth slightly open he shook his head. Ben just started to laugh quietly. “Didn´t see that coming?!”

Tom shook his head again and rubbed his face. No, he really hadn´t! Was his radar off? Did he get the wrong signals? Ben just kicked his shin under the table. “Here she comes!”

Toms head snapped up as you put the coffee down for the both of them and 2 nice looking slices of cake. “I didn´t order that…” was all Tom got out.

Smiling you nodded. “I know, but I did. Please enjoy!”

Walking back to the counter you turned as Ben called for you.

“(Y/N), Why won´t you say yes to my friend here?!” Tom glared at Ben who just grinned and kept him bodily from interrupting. You laughed a little and answered

“Because I am at work, and he never orders cake!”

“That´s not a fair answer!” Ben tilted his head. You walked back to their table and smiled at Tom.

“I know you from coming in every Tuesday. You order coffee, you smile, we chat for a minute and then you are gone again. I do like those minutes, but they are not enough to make me break my own rule to go out with a customer of mine. And you won´t get bonus points for being an actor and bringing in other ones with you.” You winked at Ben who laughed out loud.

“You just got Friend-zoned Tom. And the cake is a peace offering!”

“How very Sherlock of you!” Tom teased a little embarrassed.

Laughingly you shook your head. “Not Friend-zoned, but kindly asked to enjoy a cake I baked myself…” You looked at Tom. “So please, enjoy on my account and stay a minute longer than usual.” With that you went back to keep your little shop running and take some more orders from walk in customers. “Ok, I reverse that… this was not friend-zoned, more like don´t run away after a minute!” Ben said before he took a bite of the cake. Tom just smiled…maybe his radar wasn´t off too much!

“Oh god, why do you never order cake? This is delicious!” Ben looked in horror at Tom before he blissfully closed his eyes.

The next Tuesday came and with-it Tom walking into your little shop. You smiled at him and he greeted you with a very handsome smile himself. “Same as usual?” You asked but Tom shook his head. “Nope!” He popped the P and took a long look at the offers. “I would like a cup of Tea and…” He grinned a little sheepish “…A slice of cake.. which one you can choose. I am fairly certain you will guess what I like!” With that he turned and sat in the far corner, not visible from the entrance.

Grinning you made him a cup of tea and choose the triple chocolate cake with some berries on top. It was deliciously sweet with a hint of sweet sourness from the berries. Bringing it to his table you smiled at him. “I hope you will like this one!” Tom looked up to you.

“I am certain I will! Ben would like me to bring him a slice…or rather a whole cake later…he threatened me to tell you unpleasant stories of me if I don´t!”

You had to laugh out loud. “And you don´t want that why?” You teased.

Tom just grinned and said “What would I tell you then if you agree to go out with me one day?”

Leaving him with a grin you packed a cake for Ben and made yourself a cup of tea. It was a slow day, rainy and windy, not much people walked by to get a coffee.

“Sit with me?” you heard Tom say. Looking to the door you shrugged and went to the empty chair opposite of him. “This cake is phenomenal!” He declared and took another bite. Smiling you took a sip of your tea. “well thank you… I told you you needed to take more than a coffee!”

Tom grinned and nodded. “I see that now!”

The two of you talked for some minutes about random things before a customer came in and you had to get up and work again. Tom stayed for another 30 minutes before he had to be on his way, with Bens cake.

The next 3 Tuesdays weren´t very different. Tom ordered cake, you talked and he left again. You were getting comfortable around him. Not that you had been starstruck… much, but he had left an impression after talking to him over the course of weeks now. Thursdays you closed your store late and the weather was really shitty this particular day. Killing the lights, you walked out to see a tall figure standing under the streetlamp in front of your shop with an umbrella.

“Good evening Miss, may I offer shelter from the rain?”

Smiling you keyed the door close and looked at Tom. “You may, thank you very much!”

Tom offered his arm “Come a little closer, I accidentally didn´t take the large umbrella. You need to keep close to not get wet!” Shaking your head with a smile you took his arm and started to walk.

The same happened on Friday, Saturday and Monday. Tom waited for you outside the shop to walk you home. Every walk got slower and slower. It didn´t rain and the both of you just took your time to stroll together, stopping now and then to look at each other whilst talking. It always ended on the step to your front door with a hug and a smile. Casual but very nice. You always closed the door with a smile, seeing his smirk and little wave before the lock clicked into place.

Tuesday was busy and a lot of people came in during lunchtime and in the afternoon. Tom was no exception. Happy that you had help from 2 part time employees the 3 off you were busy taking orders and getting everything ready. Tom queued in the line you were serving with a smile to you and watched you work. Hands in his pockets he took in the offering of cakes and didn´t notice the man in front of him turning to fast. A beaker tilted and emptied itself on Toms chest. The hot coffee spilling itself over him. A painful gulp escaped Tom and you just shot into action. Rounding the counter to take his hand and get him in the kitchen. The man who had spilled his coffee shouting one sorry after the other.

Getting Tom to sit on a chair you took of his open jacket and put a clean towel under cold water.

“Take off your shirt.” You ordered. And Tom tried to make a joke, but his face was in pain.

“I´d rather you ask me that when I am not doused in hot coffee!” But he was compliant and took of his sodden shirt. His chest was red, but no visible burns. He had been fast to pull the fabric off his skin that it didn´t touch him to long. Standing in front of him you put the cool cloth on the red parts of his chest. He made an uncomfortable noise but took it without flinching.

“I am so sorry Tom!” You said quietly and looked into his eyes. Tom put his hand above yours and smiled a little “It was not your fault. I was distracted and the gent turned to fast…” Cooling his skin together with his hand lingering on yours seemed very intimate. As the steady look into your eyes was too. His free hand tucked you closer and made you sit on one of his legs.

Tom smiled a little and let go of your hand to put a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“(Y/N)” he said softly. His voice dropped a little deeper and he quietly added

“Put me out of my misery already and kiss me!….Please…” Slowly he came closer and his eyes darted between your eyes and your lips. You smiled and asked whispering “Will that lessen your pain?”

Tom grinned and answered near your lips. “Oh yes, very much so…”

Your lips met, tentatively at first. Just a hint of a kiss. You both smiled and looked at each other for a second before Tom took a relieved breath and closed the distance another time. This time longer. Bolder. His hand fanned through your hair to hold your head close in a soft grip, his arm came around you and tugged you closer. “Mhmm…” he rumbled softly and made you smile on his lips.

“I hope this will happen again without me being doused in coffee!” He said laughingly and nudged your nose.

“Maybe if you ask me out again!” You teased.

“Only if you say YES and Ben hears it!” Tom grinned and stole yet another kiss!

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