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jobean12-blog · 2 years

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How would this go with Bucky 🤔

Nailed it!

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 622

Summary: It's always so hard to pick a nail color but thankfully Bucky is a big help.

Author's Note: Kate my love, feeding me endlessly! THANK YOU SO MUCH! This one was so much fun to write and I hope you enjoy! HUGS AND LOVE my friend! You can see the color I picked here Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thank you love!💕

Warnings: fun fluff, teasing and flirting, some curses, implied smut to light smut- oral m rec (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @buvky

“Ok Buck, I’m leaving,” you sing as you search for your bag.

He slides up behind you and shakes it in front of your face.

“Thanks,” you giggle.

He turns you in his arms, kissing you softly and the next thing you know your back gently bumps the wall as he pins you against it.

“Buck,” you murmur, lightly pushing on his chest. “I’m going to be late.”

The words are weak, just like your willpower and when his fingers slip under your shirt you lean into his touch.

He teases your skin as he kisses a warm and wet path down your neck. When his lips press to yours once again he whispers, “have fun,” before pushing away and sauntering into the kitchen.

You straighten up and narrow your eyes, huffing your way to the door. He turns and gives you a lopsided smirk before adjusting himself in his sweats.

“At least I know you’re suffering too,” you grumble.

“Hurry home,” he winks.

You blow him a kiss and shut the door.

When you arrive at the nail salon you head straight for the large display of nail polishes. You sigh as you stare at the wide variety of colors and your hand reaches for a peachy pink color called ‘don’t kid yourself.’

You frown and put it back, taking down a brighter pink called ‘pucker up.’

“This is so hard,” you mumble to yourself.

After looking at three more polishes and putting them back on the shelf you pull out your phone and text Bucky.

“Hey babe, what color should I get my nails? It’s so hard to decide!”

You wait and continue to look. Your phone dings not long after and you nearly drop it when you see his response.

“I want my dick wrapped in red.”

Once his words sink in you smile and lift your eyes back to the colors, searching for the boldest red you can find. The only answer you give him is a picture of the color you pick.

The manicurist comments on your color choice and you explain that your boyfriend helped you pick it out. She gives you a sweet smile and starts working on your manicure.

You unlock the door and walk into your apartment, your eyes scanning for Bucky. You find him leaning against the counter.

“Hiya doll, how was your appointment? Lemme see.”

You drop your bag and sashay over to him, placing your hands flat along his broad chest. He drops his head with a smile and tries to look at your nails.

“Oh no,” you purr. “Not like that.”

His eyebrows draw together as you start to push him toward the couch. With a plop he sits and you kneel between his spread legs.

You hook your fingers into the waistband of his sweats and tug.

“Off,” you tell him.

With a sharp intake of breath, he lifts his hips and you drag the material down to his ankles. You rub your palm over his boxers, loving how his cock instantly reacts to your touch.

“Doll face,” he gasps, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth. “Fuck.”

You pull his cock free and pump your hand along the length.

“Well?” you ask him as you look up from under your lashes. “What do you think?”

His eyes are fixed on your hand wrapped tight around his cock.

“What?” he breathes out.

You give him a squeeze.

“What do you think of the color?”

His lips spread into a wide grin.

“Looks perfect doll. What’s it called?”

You roll your thumb over the head of his cock, rubbing the precum over the tip as you dip your head.

“Forever yummy,” you whisper before taking him into your mouth.

@book-dragon-13 @christywantspizza @dreamlessinparis @hiddles-and-skittles @hiddles-rose @goldylions @jhangelface0523 @loricamebackyetagain @lookiamtrying @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @nano--raptor @randomfandompenguin @rebel-stardust @seitmai @weekendgothgirl @breakablebarnes @loki-laufeyson-1054 @justile

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x female!reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky x you #bucky fic

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lokidokieokie · 1 year

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Ever The Gentleman

Request by Nonny: Love ur Hiddles fics ❤️ Had an idea for a fic where reader is an actress working with Tom and he notices she's not feeling well. Later he notices a blood stain on the back of her pants and realises why she wasn't well and helps her out so she isn't embarrassed. And of course he's such a gentleman about the whole situation.

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Actress!Reader

Warning(s): Period things, Tom being a gentlemen, idk man probably some other things I can't think of...

For Tom, today on set had pretty much been a blast...until it wasn't.

He started off in hair and makeup; cracking jokes with Jeni and Abigail the artist and stylist assigned to him. They truly were lovely people--especially when they encouraged his corny "dad" jokes for hours on end.

Then he moved onto wardrobe, where he proceeded to clown around for an hour; whether it be by singing the lyrics to some his favourite renditions of Hank Williams' songs (yes, with the accent), or insisting that he be able to run around the studio to prepare a prank for this "brother from another mother."

The day was going extremely well; it felt like nothing to steal its thunder...

But when he made it onto the sound stage, there was a disturbance in the force; and all it took was a quick glance at you to figure out what it was.

Instead of the usual cheery smile that graced your exquisite face was a frown that could eerily resemble Loki's. A frown of his own flashed across his features; what was upsetting you?

Making his way towards you, he tried to figure out what it could be.

Maybe it's just one of those days where everything goes wrong? Highly unlikely; you were extremely organised; it took a lot for everything to go wrong for you.

Maybe she received some bad news? There was that one roll you were really looking forward to; maybe you didn't get the part?

All possible scenarios came to an abrupt stop when he reached you.

"Are you alright, Darling? You don't look well."

You shifted to face him, "I'm fine, Tommy." He rolled his eyes. You were the only one that could get away with that ridiculous nickname.

"Stop deflecting with that hideous nickname, Darling. I know something is wrong. Your beautiful smile that could rival Asgard itself hasn't graced me with it's presence today."

You slightly smiled at him, "I promise, I'm fine, Tom."

He huffed, "I may only play the God of Lies, but even I could see that you were fibbing."

You chuckled, your radiant smile almost fully appearing.

"Everything is fine Tom, truly. It's just my-"

"Alright my sugar plums, places!"

Tom frowned. Taika truly had the worst timing possible. He vowed to himself then and there that we was going to get to the bottom of this, that he was certain of.

The next time Tom saw you out of a scene was at the end of the day, when you were both heading towards the hair and makeup trailer.

There you were, leaning against the trailer door, probably complimenting the stylists for the umpteenth time today.

He barely managed to hear your "You both do outstanding work, I hope you know that" compliment, but smiled nonetheless. You truly were amazing.

As he began to walk up behind you to join your conversation, it took him all but a few seconds to figure out what had gotten you into your unhappy mood today.

A small little red patch--of what he was assuming was blood--on the back of your pants. Light bulbs went off in his head when he realised why you were feeling unwell today.

With a frown, he made his way over to you and hugged you from behind; achieving a giggle from you.

"Yes Tommy?"

He kissed your cheek and began whispering in your ear.

"Darling, don't be alarmed but you've leaked through your pants."

He felt you blanche and watched as your face drained of it's colour. You began struggling in his arms, trying to escape.

He continued whispering, "It's alright Darling. I'm going to give you my sweater. It should hopefully cover everything."

A subtle nod was all you offered. With that he began rubbing your arms.

"Darling, you're freezing." He quickly pulled off his sweater, "Please, put it on."

You gave him a watery smile and swiftly put it on. And what do you know, it was just oversized enough to cover everything.

Before he could blink, you had spun around and pulled him into a proper hug. Your hands wrapping tightly around his waist as his arms made their way around your shoulders.

"Thank you, Tommy."

He just smiled, nuzzled his nose into your hair and pulled you closer.

The both of you were too caught up in your own little bubble to see that Jeni and Abigail had their matchmaking smiles on...

A/N I’m so sorry this took so long for me to get out. I kind of neglected writing for the whole of October 😬

#tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston x reader #actress!reader #hiddleston #hiddles #hiddlebum #british rpf #rpf

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dangertoozmanykids101 · 1 year

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Mistaken: An Arranged Marriage Bratva Romance, by Arianna Fraser (aka @caffiend-queen )

Look what arrived last night!!! Written by our very own brilliant @caffiend-queen !!

I love the cover my dear. But of course we all know that our main anti-hero / dastardly villain / antagonistic Adonis REALLY looks like, don't we y'all.

The REAL Maksim Morozov

I continue to ramble and swoon over this book and its characters after the break below. I've chosen gifs to fit my mental picture and a theme song I've assigned to @caffiend-queen 's book.

Walking with his bodyguard.

Always on the phone.

Weight of society's underbelly rests on his shoulders. Wide wide broad muscular shoulders that block out the sun when he towers over his beautiful Ella Givens, our brilliant protagonist and heroine in this story.

And the Real Yuri Morozov - Maksim's second hand man and cheeky loyal brother.

Don't forget, he's Maksim's right hand man. So dangerous!! *Gulp.

He's the personable friendly brother. He's the lucky one who doesn't have to strike fear in everyone ALL THE TIME. He's allowed to smile and laugh sometimes. OMG I WANT TO FUCK THE BROTHER! I'm Team Yuri all the way!! Am I allowed to call out a Team Yuri?

Damn. It would have been so much easier to pick out the right image if the characters were simple and two dimensional. RIGHT?

But like all of @caffiend-queen 's characters - these two men - two terrifying, beautiful, brave, ruthless, loyal, sexy, kinky, fucked up, violent, infuriating men have a lifetime of experiences that add up to who they are today. There are so many moods, so many hats, so many roles they play with every different character, who they are to them, how they act with them. How much they reveal and when. When do they let their guard down versus when they don't. In the end, the men are just living roles they were dealt within the world they were born into. Trying to survive, thrive even, and take care of their family.

OMG.... The ACTION SCENES!! This is so intense I've been on the edge of my seat!

Y'all gotta read this!!!

Check in with @caffiend-queen for info. It hit the 'bookshelves' just this month. Both e-book and the hard copy. I love it!

One morning I heard the PERFECT theme song for the chapters I'd been reading the night before. The entire drive to school and back I had to play it multiple times. (And it's now my son's favorite song, so he has been requesting it specifically each car ride for a couple weeks. It goes to say that the whole family can sing it word for word by this point.)

I'm so excited to have all y'all listen to it and tell me if you can see the intense action scenes from the book play out in your mind like they do in mine when this song plays. Please let me know what you think??

Give And Take, by Poor Man's Poison.

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Someday I'm gonna show up on your doorstep, @caffiend-queen , with a huge box of all your books I've collected over the years for you to sign for me. :-) I can't wait!

Spread the word and boost this signal. REBLOG PLEASE. Support and promote our sister. All her profits go to the local Crisis Nursery in her city. Such a wonderful way to support them and help families in crisis. Again check in with @caffiend-queen for the exact details.

@nildespirandum @emeraldrosequartz @ladyoftheteaandblood @alexakeyloveloki @tilltheendwilliwrite @jtargaryen18 @imanuglywombat @myoxisbroken @lokisgoodgirl @devikafernando @threeminutesoflife @talklokitome @latent-thoughts @mooncat163 @nonsensicalobsessions @angelriverwrites @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay @frostbitten-written @just-the-hiddles @redfoxwritesstuff @imnotrevealingmyname @shiningloki @grufflepuff-writes-stuff @so-easy-to-love-me @wolfsmom1 @what-is-your-plan-today

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farm-witches-fic-recs · 1 year

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Hello, friends! We’re rounding out the Fridays this month with the rest of our November community recs.

The coven wants you to know that we are so very grateful to have all of you follow and engage with us. We truly appreciate your support and your continued investment in this fandom.

Now, we hope you’ll enjoy giving these a read and leaving the authors some love!

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All the joy that is to come (@myolivebranch) “This is such a sweet, thoughtful alternative take on if Patrick, wide awake at 5am after kissing David for the first time, nervously texts his mom to see if she is up, wanting to share the joy he is feeling for the first time ever.”

An old fashioned guy (soonerorlater) “It's an interesting take, that David wanted to propose to Patrick, and this is David Rose at his most romantic, big gesture self. Its so sweet and there's also some anxiety, of course. But there's a lot of beautiful communication and expression of what commitment means. The ring, oh! Just go read it if you haven't.”

Basically his only friend (jmda4) “I love seeing how Alexis responds to Johnny's health scare. Ted comes through as a supportive partner.”

The confidence of friends (onegirlandherpen/@alysiswriting) “It's a great look at a minor character (Grace) and at the Jazzagals as they band together. What's not to love?”

Everything (kingoftheroad) “We see Johnny and Moira early on in their relationship, and Moira finding strength through Johnny.”

Everything that goes wrong (swift_wind) “All the works so far in this series are a masterful balance of funny, tender, hot and still believable.”

Go your own way (pandorasdaydream) “This heart wrenching RPF which explores the aftermath of Noah singing Go your own way on Instagram live, is everything anyone who reads and loves Dan/Noah RPF could want. It may not be everyone's cup of tea but it puts into words the feelings many people had about sad Noah singing this particular song at this particular time.”

Just wanna tell you how I’m feeling (hudders-and-hiddles/@wild-aloof-rebel) “This fic is so sweet, the way it captures a moment they are IN IT but it's too soon to really say that except in the way that we see Patrick do it in the show, using lyrics to say what he's not sure David is ready to hear yet.”

The other French kiss (@demora00) “A fun flirty and witty 5+1 about cheek kisses and a first kiss. Stevie and David banter, confused David, and French! Patrick. What's not to love?”

Retail David series (@petrodobreva) “Everything about this meet cute is wonderful. There's money and class discussions, Patrick's journey of self discovery through clothes. David's staying true to who he is despite lack of money and his occupation. A brilliantly written Moira. It just makes you feel warm and fuzzy when you read it!”

Small projects (@gclane) “This is a beautiful canon-compliant story featuring David learning a new skill and further enmeshing himself and Rose Apothecary into the SC community. It has tender/hot early relationship elements, and a hint of Patrick’s anxiety about keeping their relationship from his parents. It’s perfect for a fall/winter afternoon read.”

Weep not for the memories (lucianowriter) “As someone who's loved and lost ones with Alzheimer's, this hit home for me. We see Patrick struggle to remember, and David being the best caregiver he can. The ending is bittersweet.”

what my head overlooks the senses will show to my heart (cromarty/@patrickredactedbrewer) “It's funny to imagine Patrick as a private investigator, and even funnier to watch Alexis be immediately good at it like she is in the escape room, but it's David falling in love mostly over the phone that really gets me in this story. That, and why Patrick became a PI, are so sweet.”

#friends of farm witches fic recs #sc fic rec #sc fanfic #schitts creek fic #SC fic #David Rose #Patrick Brewer #david x patrick #alexis rose #Ted Mullens #Johnny Rose #Moira Rose #sc rpf

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lulubelle814 · 7 months

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Just Dizziness - Chapter 7

This continued on. Sarah even got me a hiddles mood shirt she found on etsy.

"I thought you might like it."

She was right. I loved it! It started becoming one of my favorite things to wear.

Finally, one day she convinced me to go with her to grab ice cream from the corner store. It felt good to get out, get fresh air, not that I would admit it.

"Please come back...." I heard faintly. I looked around but couldn't see anyone. I figured there was someone maybe on their phone a few aisles away and went to go find my friend.

"I love you so much." Hearing the same voice again, I looked around. I swear it sounded like the same man I heard at home, but it couldn't be. Maybe it was? Maybe it was a new neighbor? That's it. That's what it had to be.

"Did you find everything?" The cashier asked us.

"Pretty much. It's so quiet in here. Where is everyone?"

"It happens sometimes, but today has been weirdly quiet. You two are the only ones to come in here for the past hour. "

I listened to the exchange between Sarah and the cashier. That couldn't be. I heard someone just a few minutes ago. Once the groceries were paid for, we gathered our shopping bags and headed back to the apartment.

With new ice cream and other goodies now in our possession, I armed myself with what I was willing to snack on (that would get my bestie off my back) and went back to my usually scheduled program.

When I woke up the next day, I could hear soft singing.

All I want is nothing more

To hear you knocking at my door'

Cause if I could see your face once more

I could die a happy man I'm sure

I slowly opened my eyes, but the singing faded away. I swear it was the same voice but dismissed it. It was probably just a dream, anyways.

Sarah had been doing some thinking and thought she would try to get me out of the apartment more often like yesterday. "How about we run to the coffee shop? We can get your favorite drink, maybe a pastry, and then come back? "

I thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement. It was nice getting out, and the fresh air did feel nice. We got ready and headed to the nearby coffee shop. There was a short line which was nice. I didn’t really feel like waiting. When it was time to order, she ordered for us both.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

I looked around for the person quoting Shakespeare but couldn't find anyone who seemed to match the voice. It was, again, the same voice that seemed to be following me. As quick as it came, it left again. I already thought I was going crazy before. A mysterious male voice seemed to fit right in. I laughed to myself at the step up in my situation.

Soon enough, my order was ready, and we headed back. When we stepped out of the cafe, I spotted a bookstore I had completely forgotten about. I grabbed my friend's hand and pulled her to it. She didn't even attempt to struggle, excited that I wanted to stop somewhere else.

Going inside, the smell of the books was so nice. I spotted Ballard's book High Rise and decided to get it. She looked happy to see me get something different to read, seemingly forgetting there was a movie version of the book with my favorite actor.

Chapter 8

#tom hiddleston #twh #tomhiddleston #twhiddleston #damn hiddleston #hiddlestoners #thomas william hiddleston #hiddleston #hiddles #tom hiddleston fanfiction #tom hiddelston imagine #tom hiddelston x reader #tom hiddelson #tom hiddleston x original female character #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x ofc #tom hiddleston x you #just dizziness

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loz37 · 10 months

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Period drama week 2023-

Lady Violet Crawley (Maggie Smith), the absolute queen of Downton Abbey. What more can be said?

Best line: I'm a woman Mary, I can be as contrary as I choose.

Day 6: Favourite characters.

William Buxton (Tom Hiddleston), Cranfords resident dog dad. Have to give a shout out to Sykes, Hiddles may have been my teenage crush but he will forever be my favourite actor RIP.

Best trait: Hopeless romantic.

Elizabeth Butler (Charlie Murphy) she has it all talent to sing, brains to train as a doctor, born into money yet has a heart for those "beneath" her. Truly embodies the spirit of Rebellion, I wish she was in the second series or at least had more than that one line mention.

Best feat: Joined the Easter rising faught and healed, all while looking stunning in her wedding dress.

This is in no particular order appart from definitely number 1.

Best line: Wouldn't dream of it *sassiest head wobble known to mankind*

Captain Declan Fraser (Frank Blake), Sanditon season twos real heartthrob. Them eyes you could swim in with the sarcastic smile, why did any of the ladies look at anyone else? Heroic, intelligent, dry sense of humour and sensitive to boot. Austinesque swoonwodthyness at its peak.

Abigail Hill (Emma Stone), so pure yet so evil, no wonder she is The Favourite. Amazing characterisation, still can't figure out if I love or loath her but I'm here for it.

Greatest feat: Changes the course of a war whilst holding the position of a maid.

Benadict Bridgerton (Luke Thompson). If Colin is the labrador of the family, Benadict is the cat. Appreciative of the finer things in life, values aesthetics, is willing to play by his own rules and is very loving to his family (I especially love his relationship with Eloise, he doesn't understand her struggles but he still wants to listen and share a cheeky cig).

Best line: Poetry is the art of revealing precious truth with words.

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tomhiddleslove · 3 years

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What Language Loki Sings In (And What His Song Means)

The "Asgardian" in Loki's drinking song is Norwegian.

The song is called "Jeg Saler Min Ganger," and was written for Loki by author Erlend O. Nødtvedt and musician Benedicte Maurseth.

Speaking to Bergens Tidende, Nødtvedt said that the full song actually contains four verses, only one of which is sung in Loki episode 3, and that the full song will be available on the show's soundtrack.

The writer added that he was impressed by Tom Hiddleston's pronunciation of the song's Norwegian lyrics.

Here is a translation of Loki's episode 3 song:

In storm-blackened mountains I wander alone

Across glaciers I travel forth

In the apple orchard the fair maiden stands

And sings, "When will you come home?"

(Chorus in English) When she sings, she sings, "Come home."

Marvel Studios requested an Asgardian drinking song for the episode, and so Nødtvedt and Maurseth put together "a traditional folk song."

The lyrics have a particular poignancy, given that Loki learned about the destruction of Asgard in the previous episode.

The "storm-blackened mountains" bring to mind the ominous landscape of Svartalfheim, the land of the Dark Elves, which appeared in Thor: The Dark World (though this version of Loki has not lived through the events of that movie).

The "glaciers" bring to mind Jotunheim, the realm of the Frost Giants and the place of Loki's birth, and the "fair maiden" can be interpreted as a reference to Sylvie, or perhaps to Loki's fair-haired mother, Frigga.

Though the chorus of Loki's drinking song is cheerful and upbeat, the Asgardian verse is far more melancholy. The song captures Loki's self-imposed isolation and loneliness, born out of his arrogance and hatred towards Thor and his father. Loki turned his back on Asgard, and now he can't return to the only home he ever knew.

It's a moment of vulnerability that's shown only to Sylvie, since the people of Lamentis-1 don't speak Asgardian, and her response to the song suggests that she understands Loki's loneliness all too well.

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vel0000vet · 2 years

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Loki’s song on the train - I went over it again to keep the vocals in one hand and add chords to the middle section and remove some of the string solo bits. I hope you like it. For some reason this crazy person changes from three-four time to common time in the middle bit and then back again. The notes are in the original key of B minor, so you can accompany Tom singing. :D

#Loki's song #Loki tv series #Loki sings on train #Tom Hiddleston #Hiddles sings #Jeg saler min ganger #when she sings she sings come home #piano score #piano notes for Loki

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spooky1980 · 3 years

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Tonight's film choice was I Saw The Light - the biopic of country singer Hank Williams who had such a short career and fought his many demons. It's a hard film to watch in parts due to Hank's many demons. Highlights of this is definitely Tom's accent, his flawless singing and guitar playing for all the songs in the movie as he did it all himself. Elisabeth Olsen (scarlet witch from the MCU) as his first wife and Tom with a baby.

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#tom hiddleston #hiddles #sexy af #hank williams #tom hiddleston voice #i saw the light #elisabeth olsen #hiddles baby #singing #accent #review #Youtube

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kagebros · 5 years

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I started listening to country music because of this man.

#im drawing i saw the light screencaps cus #ive been listening my boy t hiddles sing hank william songs #heres a study #cus im bored and dont wanna study #tom hiddleston #i saw the light #dunno what else to tag this lol #traditional art #kagebros.art

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coppercorn-and-cauldron · 5 years

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#tom hiddleston #hiddles #singing #puppy

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dangertoozmanykids101 · 1 year

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With the winter holidays here in the Northern Hemisphere, this is just a reminder that:

We don't own tropes.

Every fic you write will be uniquely yours, because YOU wrote it, and your voice and thoughts and style are yours.

That said, I am hoping that every one of you writes a #caught in a blizzard but there's only ONE BED this season. I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to get drunk on this trope. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE and give me a heads up. Pleeeeease.

SO GO FORTH AND WRITE THOSE WINTER TROPES!

I am Tooz and this has been a Public Service Announcement. This PSA was inspired by posts from @navybrat817 and @darkficsyouneveraskedfor that encourage a positive, supportive, and collaborative community.

[Much more rambling below the cut to inspire you, I hope. I especially love to think out loud about "only one bed"]

Explore the tried and true - and make them your own. Mix it up! Make it crazy, wacky, fucked up, sexy, dark, fluffy, classic, supernatural, fantastical, noir, gritty, dirty, playful, a total crack fic, rated G or total porn - Plot? What plot? Put every class of character in a thong with a glowing ball gag. Don't forget the antler headband with bit and bridle. Make the Grinch a cut tree salesman who gives away all his trees after he was visited by a ghost and three singing chipmunks. Make that wish upon a star come true and deliver an elf trussed up in ribbon and shoved into a felt sack with a bow on top.

And definitely get our characters into trouble out in the snow with risk of hypothermia unless they huddle together to share body heat in.....

Let me hear y'all loud and clear.

WHAT? ONLY 1 BED?!

This PSA was also inspired by my mega thirst for Winter Season fics featuring all our favorite muses in fun, silly, ridiculous, harrowing, or maybe - hopefully - compromising positions situations.

The Romantic in me swoons for the fluffy giddiness of first times and new discoveries, plus the heartwarming breakthroughs and passionate declarations of love. Tooz loves love!

The Ho in me will fall at their feet or climb them like a tree. Love them or hate 'em, heat up those loins and send their hormones racing. Tease them and edge them, build up the sexual tension to the point of combustion and watch those sparks fly. Let the pair (or more) collapse into each other's arms panting, exhausted, and fulfilled. Tell me all the dirty details! Because a ho like me is needy!

The Pervert in me kneels before you and begs for your secrets their secrets. Please tell, show me, describe to me all the obscene and licentious behavior they do behind closed doors. I want to know every single act of debauchery they fantasize about. When their minds wander, their temperature rises, and their loins quiver before their hands even begin to wander - I want to know what filthy thoughts are torturing them, fueling them, and arousing them. I want to know every urge their conscience represses.

Do any of y'all dig Winter Season fics as much as I do?

@caffiend-queen @nildespirandum @ladyoftheteaandblood @alexakeyloveloki @latent-thoughts @emeraldrosequartz @redfoxwritesstuff @boredbrooder @mooncat163 @talklokitome @shiningloki @angelriverwrites @myoxisbroken @moonrainbow @petite-madame @just-the-hiddles @tilltheendwilliwrite @imanuglywombat @pedeka @villainousshakespeare @jtargaryen18 @gigglingtigger @ladyfluff @lokilickedme @texmexdarling @lokisgoodgirl @xorpsbane @mastreworld @deceitfuldevout @nonsensicalobsessions

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laeviss-loki · 6 years

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I Saw The Light, 2015

Tom Hiddleston as Hank Williams performing “Honky Tonkin” [x]

#tom hiddleston #i saw the light #hank williams #hiddles #tom singing #honky tonkin #my gifs #tom hiddleston gifs #hiddles gif

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lulubelle814 · 6 months

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Just Dizziness - Chapter 20

Grabbing Chinese take out on the way home, we settled on the couch. I started flipping through the movies, but Sarah stole the remote and put on Crimson Peak. As it started up, Sarah emailed her boss letting him know she would be working from home tomorrow. Surprisingly, he was either on his computer or had been checking his emails via phone because she received a response just a few minutes later stating that was fine.

It turned out we were too knackered to finish the movie and turned it off about half way through. Even though she was working from home the next day, Sarah said she would do a movie marathon with me while working because she had that talent to be able to work while watching movies.

“And before you say anything, I’m declaring a Hiddles marathon! All the hits: Only Lovers Left Alive, Thor Ragnarok, maybe War Horse and The Deep Blue Sea. Maybe after my appointment the following day, we can binge watch The Night Manager.”

I was not one to argue with a Hiddles marathon. It had been a while since we two had one.

That night I had dreams that I was dancing with him. Well, not so much dancing as stepping on his toes.

“It took Mia and myself forever to learn these moves. I’m pretty sure I remember most of them.”

He kept trying to lead, and I kept trying to follow along but continued to mis-step, trip, or just plain run into him. It was frustrating because I wanted to learn it, but we were both laughing so hard that it eventually just became too hard to focus, especially when I fell and took him down to the floor with me.

What Tom tried to hide was that he was missing steps himself. It had been quite some time since the movie had been filmed, but he finally fessed up when we landed on the floor.

“I’m so sorry! I don’t think I’ll ever get this,” I said.

“It’s my fault, really. It’s been so long. I thought I could fake my way through the parts I couldn't remember but evidently not.” It took a few minutes for us both to calm down before I was able to get off the floor. “How about a nice slow dance instead?”

I heartily agreed. He changed the music, and I suddenly heard Elvis Presley singing “I can’t help falling in love with you” followed by some more slow songs we loved until the music stopped as his phone died, but neither of us cared, continuing to sway to the silent music.

When I woke up, it was very early morning. The sun was barely starting to peak out, and I didn’t want to get up. After tossing and turning for the next half hour or so, I finally just gave up, sat next to the window, and watched the sun rise.

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?

O stay and hear! your true-love’s coming

My ears perked up at the sound of his voice, and I swore that for a moment I could see his reflection in the window. When I flipped around, no one was there. Looking back at the window, his reflection was gone, and tears started to stream down my face. Rather than face the day, I went back to bed, curling up and hugging one of my pillows. For a moment or two, it smelled like citrus and musk, and I never wanted to let that pillow go.

When Sarah finally woke up about 2 or 3 hours later, I was still in the same position, the occasional tear still falling but now hitting the pillow. I was willing the scent to return and didn’t care how crazy I looked constantly sniffing a pillow.

“Um, breakfast?”

Shaking my head a bit, she decided movie day would be relocated to my room. She left to get extra blankets and pillows when she got a call from Dr. Fell’s office. So they set up an appointment for tomorrow morning. Now that she had an appointment set, she reached out to her boss to take another day off, citing she had to go into the doctor’s office for tests to which he obliged and wished her good luck and saying he hoped everything would be ok.

Once taken care of, she brought the pillows and blankets to my room only to leave again for the kitchen, grabbing all the good junk food that didn’t require a fridge/freezer and set it up within reaching distance along with water, juice, and other beverages. Once set up, she settled in on the other side of my bed and started the big movie marathon, starting off with Kong: Skull Island. Not even 10 minutes into the movie, I was finding the citrus/musk smell returning to the pillow again, closing my eyes for a few moments to enjoy it while I could.

When I opened my eyes, I was no longer holding on to the pillow, but him and his shirt. Figuring this was another lucid dream, I tugged on the shirt to bring him closer to me which startled him, waking him up.

“Oh my dear, I have missed you.” He held me as closely as I wanted. Anyone looking on would have thought we were trying to mold into one. He placed his chin on top of my head and held me close but delicately, afraid that he might be the one dreaming.

“I like this dream,” I said, your eyes still closed.

“If this is a dream, I hope we can stay here forever,” he responded.

“Me, too.” Smiling into his chest, I adjusted a bit but held onto him like a lifeline, him doing the same in return.

It was a few minutes before he spoke again. At a loss for his own words, instead he sang.

Come what may

I will love you

Until my dying day

“Come what may” I repeated, not enough energy to sing. He wrapped his hands around my face and kissed me lightly.

“Indeed, my love. Come what may. I will always be here, and I will never, ever give up.”

“Can I stay here? Like this? So comfy.”

I could hear his sniffles mixed with a slight laugh. “Of course my darling girl. We can stay like this for however long you like.”

Lifting my head back up, I looked up at him and his face moved towards mine. Moving slowly, I kissed him because if this was a dream, I was going to kiss this man as much as I could. He returned the kiss, deepening it. After a few minutes, we were forced to stop to catch our breath, and I nestled my head into the crook of his neck.

I wasn't sure why I was so exhausted in a dream, but I failed to notice that Tom had pushed the button to call for a nurse. The nurse had peaked in seeing me awake, but by the time the doctor arrived, I had fallen back asleep.

Feeling someone shake me, I was irritated. “Leave me alone……”

Sarah knew I had fallen asleep but didn't want me to end up awake all night.

“The movie is almost over.”

“smells good………….…mmmmm kisses………………”

“I’m not sure who you were snogging, but you seem to be in a better mood now.”

Opening my eyes, I was in my room turnt blanket/pillow fort, the last few minutes of Kong: Skull Island showing on the TV.

I smiled into the pillow and refused to let it go for the rest of the day, deeming it my good luck charm for dreaming.