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hollandsangel · 2 years
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can you write a blurb about tom and the readers wedding? like his reaction to her waking down the isle and then their vows?
this is so so little but i kind of adore it
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you’d just looked so ethereal, waling towards him in your white dress, holding the bouquet you’d picked out together and grinning so wide he was sure his face would split.
tom could feel his eyes welling with tears, filled to the brim with joy and gratitude. all he could see was you, he couldn’t feel anything else, just the love that pumped through his veins every time he looked at you.
“hi,” you beam quietly when you made it to the end of isle. tom wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, and you had to do the same.
“hi,” he whispers back, leaning in just a bit, “you look beautiful, my love,” there’s a crack in his voice when he says it, but his smile remains strong.
“thank you, you look amazing too,” you nod, reaching out to squeeze his arm.
both of you cry when you say your vows. the words are so raw and full of the unprecedented love you and tom have for each other. he can’t help but reach out and squeeze your hand, his thumb stroking over the newly placed wedding band on your left hand, his eyes swimming in adoration and spilling with tears of elatment. 
“i do,” he nods, giving your hand another gentle squeeze, a three count, his subtle way of saying i love you.
“I do,” you smile right back, not a trace of hesitation in your eyes. you’d always been told that when you’d found the one you’d know, and god, did you know.
so does tom.
when he’s told he can kiss his bride, tom kisses you as his wife, and he never wants to stop, because now, he’s your husband.
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wolviestars · 5 months
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you should have kissed him, mobius
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lokiusincorrectquotes · 6 months
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Season 1
Loki: IM GONNA DO A CRIME
Mobius: NO
Season 2
Loki: IM GONNA DO A CRIME
Mobius: YES
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If I had a nickel for every time an ethereal being realized they're in love with the person they've been dating for centuries but still refuse to acknowledge as their friend, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that Neil Gaiman did it twice.
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rocktheholygrail · 1 month
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Hannibal (2013-2015)
Happy Valentine's Day! 💘
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ysaona · 2 months
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davidtennantedits · 8 months
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GOOD OMENS (2019-)
"The Arrival" (2.01) "In the Beginning" (1.01)
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mimisempai · 4 months
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Story of a Real Romantic Relationship - Day 13
I don't know what's funnier here, the way Loki reacts almost offended when Mobius asks him if they have candy on Asgard or the way Mobius reacts to the answer.
Masterpost : here
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mischievous-thunder · 5 months
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fullkingdommilkshake · 4 months
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Does anyone else know what I'm talking about here?
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currentlyonstandbi · 2 years
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wolviestars · 4 months
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NOOOO FUCKING WAYYY
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maysileeewrites · 4 months
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18+ content; mdni!
Thinking about attending an important state dinner with Husband!Coriolanus
At first, he’d try to keep you safe and closely at his side, a possessive hand set on your waist; his grip on you tightening whenever you’d so much as even look too long at another man.
But then, later, after everyone’s eaten and most people have already had too much to drink, you’re coming back from the bathroom - only to see him deep in conversation with another woman, laughing, her hand on his arm.
What’s even more infuriating to you - he makes no move to remove her hand; at least not until you slide up to him from behind, settling your hands on his waist and kissing him very deliberately and intentionally.
„There you are, Darling, I’ve been looking all over for you“, you say, trying to force a smile as you turn to take in the other woman. „And you haven’t even introduced me to this lovely woman - hello, I’m Y/N Snow, Coriolanus‘s wife, I believe we haven’t met yet“, you say.
Out of the corner of your eyes you can see Coriolanus smirking to himself (he loves seeing you jealous, knowing what he’s in for later tonight.)
Later, when you get home, you’re quiet and withdrawn, so much so, that Coriolanus genuinely starts to worry.
„Something wrong, Darling?“
„Who was she?“, you say, whirling around to face him.
„Who - Augustina? She’s no one, I just know her from work-“
„Do not lie to me, Coriolanus Snow“, you say, trying to control the jealousy coursing through you.
„I told you, darling, she’s no one. Just someone who teaches at the academy - there’s no reason for you to be jealous.“
You huff a sigh of frustration. „I’m not-“
„Jealous?“, Coryo interrupts you, an infuriating, teasing smirk on his lips. „Because, darling - to me it looks a whole lot like you are jealous - over someone that doesn’t even matter. I told you, there’s only you.“
As if to punctuate his words, Coriolanus steps even closer towards you, until the back of your legs are hitting the desk in his study.
Smirking, he reaches up and tugs a stray strand of hair behind your ear, before claiming your lips in a hungry, desperate kiss, cutting off whatever it was that you were about to say.
Helplessly, you tangle your hands in Snow‘s curls, trying to ground yourself - trying to remember why you were so upset with him in the first place.
Though it becomes harder and harder to form any kind of coherent thought when Coriolanus deepens the kiss, his tongue moving against yours, before he abruptly pulls back, breaking the kiss.
You gasp, trying to regain your breath, when suddenly, Coriolanus drops down to his knees in front of you, using one hand to spread your legs apart.
He uses his other hand to bunch up the skirt of your dress, pushing the fabric aside, before running his hand up your inner thighs, fingers gently brushing over your smooth, sensitive skin.
You gasp, when suddenly, his fingers brush right over your clit, only covered by the thin fabric of your already embarrassingly soaked-through panties.
„So wet“, he groans, before leaning forward and burying his head between your thighs, inhaling your scent deeply, causing you to whimper.
„Coryo, I-“
„Sh, it’s alright, I’m going to take care of you now, darling“, he says, before roughly tugging your panties down.
His hands settle on your waist, his grip on you so hard that you’re sure that it’ll leave bruises tomorrow.
Then, without warning, he licks along your clit, before his tongue delves into your folds.
„Coryo - I - fuck!“, you pant, moaning, hands tugging desperately at his hair, trying to keep yourself grounded against this immense pleasure that’s threatening to overwhelm you.
He looks up at you then, his tongue delving into you, reaching that sweet spot inside you that has you seeing stars, one of his hands finding its way to your clit, drawing teasing circles over it.
You can’t help but moan again - the sight of Coriolanus between your legs, looking up at you like that, is almost enough to send you over the edge.
His tongue reaches that spot inside you once more, before he suddenly pulls away again, looking up at you with a smirk on his swollen, slick-covered lips.
„Gonna make you feel good, show you that there’s only you - you’re it for me, baby“, he promises, his thumb still drawing lazy circles over your clit.
He doesn’t give you any time to respond, though, his tongue delving between your folds again, and you throw your head back, moaning.
You desperately try to buck up your hips again, trying to create some sort of friction, but Coriolanus‘s hand is still on your waist, his iron-grip keeping you in place.
„Coryo, please“, you whine, but he doesn’t acknowledge your breathy whimpers, his tongue unrelenting as it pushes into you again and again and again, at the same time that his fingers are still circling over your clit.
You whimper, tugging at his hair again - so hard that it probably hurts, but Coryo only acknowledges your action with a satisfied groan that seems to reverberate deep within your core.
The pressure inside you keeps building and building, almost unbearable now, yet Coriolanus keeps going - his tongue hitting that spot inside you again and again, his fingers stimulating your clit.
You’re a panting, quivering mess; you’re so close - and Coriolanus seems to sense it as well, increasing the pressure of his fingers on your clit, while he finally releases the iron grip his other hand had on your waist, reaching up towards your breasts.
„Coryo, I - fuck, I’m gonna-“, you pant, trying to warn him.
He looks up at you then, his pupils dark and blown, the expression in his eyes wild, intense and desperate. That does it for you, then - seeing him look up at you like that, his head between your legs, his tongue inside you; it sends you over the edge.
You come with a loud moan, back arching, hand searching frantically for Coryo’s. He squeezes your hand then, guiding you through your orgasm, as you come harder than you’ve ever come before.
His mouth is still on your clit and he laps up all your juices - the sensation too much for your oversensitive nerves and with a loud cry, you come again for a second time.
Coriolanus takes it all, actually smirking up at you. Normally, you’d roll your eyes at him, but you’re too exhausted, so you settle on tugging hard on his curls.
Coriolanus just smirks again, before pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh. The action has you squirming - you’re still so sensitive and exhausted from your two back-to-back orgasms.
Coriolanus presses yet another kiss on your thigh, before finally coming up again, hands settling on your waist, claiming your lips in a hungry, desperate kiss.
„Fuck, maybe I should make you jealous more often, darling.“
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for more Coryo imagines, take a look at my Coryo masterlist :)
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I didn't know that GothTwink/English-Lit Professor was a trope I needed but apparently it is and I would like to personally thank Neil Gaiman for giving me two.
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missenchantedd · 6 months
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I love these shots I've taken from this episode
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