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remote consults behind enemy lines [kinktober 2023: formal wear…and role play(?)]

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Placement: 2020, during the filming of Loki Season 1

Summary: You casually reveal that you consulted on costume design for another supersuit, leading to an unexpected reaction from your boyfriend

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: 18+ | smut (minors & pearl clutchers, don't u dare even try me); kinda public sex; unprotected p in v; role play; clothed sex; language [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: established relationship; Reader's wearing a dress; Tom's wearing Loki's coronation armor; mango namedrop (i couldn't resist 🤣)

This was absolute torture in the most devilishly delicious way. Sitting in front of the monitor and watching your boyfriend acting out a scene wherein Loki was about to step in to the role of Crown Prince of Asgard because Thor had "gone missing" due to one of the god's shenanigans turning his brother into a literal frog, wearing the very costume that had the internet running amok with how it made certain parts of him so prominently shaped that Marvel's considerably lower budget back then had to make room for extra editing to keep the final cut family friendly.

You never thought the day would come that you would see him in that costume just mere feet away from you. And to have him take on that majestic stance with his feet shoulder width apart and arms outstretched as he basked in the applause and praise that the people of Asgard were showering him with?

"Fucking end me," you muttered as soon as Kate yelled for them to cut the cameras.

"Okay now I get why they needed the extra CGI budget for that bulge fucking Christ on a crutch," Bryan commented, lightly nudging at your shoulder to snap you out and stop you from shamelessly staring. "Why madam, should I go get you a paper towel or something for that bit of drool at the corner of your mouth?"

"Better get one for yourself as well, Bry. Now stop ogling my boyfriend before I get tempted to check if those prop daggers have any stab in them."

He gave you a playful scandalized look before walking away, making a big show of wiping his sleeve at the corner of his mouth to get a laugh out of you.

You turned back to face the monitor, only to have your face inches away from the 'fabled mango' that had a rather large corner of the internet in absolute shambles whenever a picture would be released that had it in plain view. Your eyes traveled upwards until they met with Tom's ocean blue ones, your boyfriend greeting you with a wide smile and a wicked gleam in his eyes that he was barely trying to keep contained.

"I suggest you take a step back unless you're fully prepared to give all our colleagues a show," you warned him, starting to mirror the expression on his face.

"But this is such an enticing view, sweetheart, why would I want to give it up?" he shot back, fingertips lightly tracing along your jawline. "And I highly doubt that you're fully prepared to give our colleagues a show."

You only responded to him by slowly running your tongue across the top row of your teeth. "Are you sure about that, sweetie?" That made him take a step back, causing you to break out into a wide grin and scrunching your nose at him. "So how's the costume feel?" you asked him while you two walked toward his trailer.

"Surprised it still fits, if I'm being honest," he answered you with a slight laugh. "Actually it might…fit a little better than it did a decade ago."

"Ooh, good you're still here." You both gave Kate a small wave as she jogged up to you. "I was about to tell you to make your way to Costuming to see if you needed any adjustments. Looks like you read my mind." She gave a quick look at your now joint hands, Tom hooking his finger around one of yours. "Y/N, I'm sure you can handle any adjustments he'll need so you two can go and work on that while we're setting up for the shot with the prop frog. And in case you two wanna say hi, Chris will be here today to record his lines as Frog Thor."

As if on cue, you heard a booming voice from several yards away. "Hi, Brother! Hi, tiny terror! Am I gonna be an uncle yet??"

"Not yet, Chris!" you both hollered back at him, making the Australian wave his hand in a jokingly dismissive manner at you before stepping in to the ADR area.

"There is something new about this costume now that I quite like," Tom spoke up again when you were just outside his trailer. "When I first had it, the inner layer under the metalwork used to be just one piece, like a bodysuit. Made it a whole affair just to go to the bathroom. Now it's a shirt and trousers setup and has a suspender mechanism worked into the metal to secure the bottom half in place. Made my day much easier."

"Well you're very welcome, sweetie," you responded absentmindedly, closing the trailer door.

"This was your work, goddess?"

"Uhm...yeah. I did some remote consultation last year for another superhero costume. The actor's main concern was how he'd pee while wearing the thing, so I drew up some sketches, made his suit a bit modular. But it was gonna be a conflict of interest if they got me for costume design considering my involvement with Marvel, so we minimized my work to justify not including my name in the credits."

You let out a tiny yelp feeling him walk behind you, arms wrapping around your waist as his nose traced a line from your collarbone to your ear. "Hmm…conflict of interest? So DC, then?" he rasped, nipping at your earlobe.

"Uh huh," you answered him breathlessly, leaning in to his embrace. "What I learned making the sketches for the Batsuit, I adapted into the adjustments for your costumes."

Something in the air shifted once the words left your mouth. His hold on you shifted into what almost felt…possessive. "Precious little mortal." The growl in his voice had you growing weaker in his arms. "Consulting behind enemy lines. For the man that I knew for a fact once held your attention so…fervently."

"Why sweetie, are you--Are you jealous? It was a college crush, and a light one at that." You turned in his arms to pull him into a quick kiss that quickly became heated, his hands moving to the backs of your thighs to lift you off your feet and press you against the wall of his trailer's tight entryway.

"It should matter not, so long as you remember that you are mine," he murmured against your lips, securing your body against the wall before moving to undo the suspenders under the metal armor by his hips. "Do you know what I particularly enjoy about your modifications, sweet Y/N?"

You shook your head at him, feeling your arousal pooling between your legs as he smirked at you, hearing the snap of the suspenders from underneath the armor coming off.

"Ease of access," he said simply, shuffling his pants down his thighs and freeing his quickly hardening length. His smirk widened into a devilish grin when he slipped his hand between your legs to find nearly drenched panties. "So gloriously eager…" he teased, moving the fabric to the side.

A high-pitched moan slipped from your lips when he eased his way into you, inch by torturous inch, in shallow thrusts. "Tom, sweetie I--"

"Thomas isn't here right now, pet."

Oh God. Oh fuck. "Loki?!"

"Such a clever little mortal," he grunted, starting to move in shallow thrusts, the tip of his cock easily brushing against a spot deep inside you that had you seeing stars especially from this angle. "Tell me you're mine." He let out a staggered breath, groaning into the crook of your neck as your warmth surrounded him. "T-Tell me who this gloriously tight p-perfect little quim belongs to."

"Y-You--oh f-fuck!" you told him shakily. "I belong to you. I'm yours, I'm all yours."

Obscene moans bounced off the walls of his trailer as he bit and sucked at your neck, working his hand between your bodies to rub tight circles on your clit. "Louder, darling. Say my name. Scream it. Let everyone who dares listen know that only I may claim you like this."

Your body started to shake with how hard your climax hit you, your walls fluttering and clenching around him while you let out a guttural scream of "LOKI!" that might've scratched your throat halfway raw. Before you could say it again, he slanted his mouth over yours, muffling both your screams in a heated kiss that felt rife with desperation as you felt his release starting to fill you, his hips jerking in a staggered rhythm.

It barely crossed your mind that this might get you into a heaping pile of trouble. That you might have just put your job at stake for a quickie with your boyfriend. He broke the kiss with a slight gasp, kissing a path from your cheek down to your neck while you both took deep breaths coming down from your high.

When you heard his breaths grow softer you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and upper back, lightly stroking his hair before you tried to talk, the intensity of the last few minutes still having you struggling to form any coherent words. "Tom?"

You felt a slight wave of relief when he answered you softly. "Yes, goddess?"

"Look at me, sweetie." You pressed a soft kiss to his temple before he pulled away from your neck, nearly blacked out eyes meeting your own. "I love you. Only you." Your hands went to frame his face, thumbs tracing along the lines of his cheekbones. "I don't think I'll ever…No one else could ever--"

Before you could say anything else, he leaned in to cut you off with a kiss, the rest of the words you struggled to say dying off with a whimper at the back of your throat. You still couldn't find it in you to say them anyway. You're it for me. You're the last man I'm gonna love. There won't be an 'after you'.

"You know that, right?" you murmured against his lips, settling for those words instead.

"I do." He quickly stole another kiss from you before continuing, "Some days it just gets to me. The thought that someday someone might--"

"That will never happen." You crossed your hands behind his neck, pulling him close enough that he could rest his forehead on yours. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but you're kinda stuck with me, sweetie."

"I may want to get that in writing one of these days," he shot back, his hands lightly grasping your sides before he pressed your bodies even closer together, if such a feat were even possible. "And if anything, you're stuck with me. There's no version of my future that I could ever see that doesn't have you with me."

He started to move inside you again, leaving you no choice but to process his words later, his hips moving in long, slow thrusts that had you feeling every devastating inch of him. "Again?" you whimpered breathlessly.

"You should know me well enough by now, goddess," he whispered, a devilish smile gracing his features and searing an image so erotically charged into your memory. "Once is never enough."

That was the day you agreed that quickies would never be an option again moving forward.

A/N: Another Kinktober 2023 story in the bag! Wait hold on…if I knocked out two prompts in this (kinda sorta), does this mean I only have 2 more to go before I get my initial goal or are y'all gonna absolutely snipe me ded if I pull that technicality? 🤣

I know I said 'bath/shower' with Magnus was next but I parallel-wrote that with this and this one got the banging out first while the other still has me blocked because smut is just…it's not my strong suit okay--it takes me 5-7 business days to get it done 🥴 Currently parallel writing that and the Conrad piece for 'slow & soft' and the President Loki piece for 'fingering' all at the same time so only time will tell which one of them will go up next 🫡

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asgards-princess-of-mischief · 4 months

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Last Updated: 2023-12-31

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Jotun!Loki stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

❆ Ice Flower by holdmytesseract • 〔F᜶M〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "Jötunheim, home of the Frost Giants; where King Loki Laufeyson and his Queen Y/N Odinsdottir sit upon the throne and rule over the snowy realm. Together with their twin sons Áki and Váli, they live inside the royal palace."

❆ Snowflake￨Prt. II￨Prt. III by christinebloodwrittings • 18+ • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "Thor has to pay a visit to his bff the prince of Jötunheim, Jane tags along and… drags you with her…, little did you know who you were going to meet."

❆ Cold Hands by sinner-as-saint • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: "...you've always hated the cocky, excessively flirty future King of Jotunheim. So when he shows up, as always, for one of Thor's parties on Asgard, the last thing you expected to do was hooking up with the arrogant Prince. "

❆ Fashion Changes by christinebloodwrittings • 〔F᜶M〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Loki and you have been fighting the cold together for a while, but sometimes the outside whispers can get caught up in his head."

❆ Frosty Fancy by ladyfluff • 〔F〕

Summary: "Loki wasn’t sure what it was about her that made him want to spend more and more time in Asgard but he wanted to find out."

❆ Little Star￨Prt. II by dyns33 • 18+ • 〔F〕 •

Summary: {…}

❆ Lucky by fanficshiddles • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "…"

❆ Now and Forever by christinebloodwrittings • 〔C〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "After giving birth you're just not the same anymore, specially after Jötun twins. So you offer Loki a night without compromise."

❆ Prince and the Servant, the by dyns33 • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: Loki Laufeyson, Prince of Jötunheim, after acquiring human servants from Midgard, falls in love with you, a Midgardian women. However, a prophecy…

❆ Worthy by christinebloodwrittings • 〔F᜶M〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "Being in love [isn't] easy, [especially] when your beloved lives and [rules] a frozen rock on another realm."

❆ After the After Party by starks-hero • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Pride and Joy by ladyfluff • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

❆ Protective by starks-hero • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Shivers by clandestineloki • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Size Queen by bakugousaysdie • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Sweet Little Thing by starks-hero • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Dating Jötun!Loki... by starks-hero • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Dating Frost Giant Loki... by witchthewriter • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

See Also: Navigation || Loki Odinson Master Index

Authors: @bakugousaysdie || @christinebloodwrittings || @clandestineloki || @dyns33 || @fanficshiddles || @holdmytesseract || @ladyfluff || @sinner-as-saint || @starks-hero || @witchthewriter ||

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nicoline1998enilocin · 9 months

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''Just readin' our lines, darling''

PAIRING | Tom Hiddleston x Assistant!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.9K

SUMMARY | Tom is getting ready to read his lines for a new movie he's working on, and he requested your help with doing just that. Since the both of you have been pining for each other for a while you agree, and you won't regret it when you see the scene he wants to read with you.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Mutual pining, Tom is a bit of a smooth flirt, smut [ oral (M receiving), fingering, protected sex, lots of praises ], lots of romantic fluff.

REQUEST | @formyexperiments - Tom Hiddleston x assistant reader where reader for the first time reads lines with Tom which happens to be a romantic /steamy scene and it so happens that they're both pining for each other

A/N | Thank you so much for this lovely request, and I hope you enjoy the route I took with this! 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Tom Hiddleston Masterlist

''Darling, could you maybe help me with reading the lines for this scene? It seems that I can't get them in my head, so I hope you will help me remember them,'' he asks and you look up from your laptop. You were currently drafting up an email that goes to his publisher, but that wasn't too important so it can wait a few minutes. ''Are you sure? I mean, I've never read lines with anyone before,'' you shrug, but you're secretly over the moon that he asked you. ''You'll be perfect, there's no need to worry,'' he says and you sigh. ''Fine, but only if you let me finish this email first, otherwise your publisher won't be too happy with us,'' you say and he nods.

A short 30 minutes later you're done and you close your laptop, and within an instant, Tom is back on his feet from the chair he was waiting in. ''Wow, you're pretty eager for someone who just wants to read some lines,'' you joke and he brushes it off. ''That's not true, I wasn't eager, I just happened to be getting up at the same time you happened to be done,'' he says and you just laugh. God, your crush on this man was truly getting out of hand now, it wasn't even that funny yet you laugh like it was the best joke you'd ever heard.

''Can I have the lines? I can't help you read them if I don't know what they are,'' you say and he walks over to you, and hands you a copy of the lines he wants you to read with him. ''I highlighted your lines to make it a little easier,'' he says as he stands a little too close for someone who is just handing you something. Your breath hitches when your fingers touch and suddenly your brain appeared to have just completely shut off, there is not a single thought behind your eyes except for him. You read the lines and when you see what kind of scene it is, you're not sure you can do this anymore.

''Tom, I-, I'm sorry but I don't think I can do this,'' you say as you avoid his eyes and just look at the floor. ''It's okay, we're just readin' our lines, darling. Don't worry about anything else,'' he says and you swallow thickly, agreeing to do it anyways. You look over them one more time, and he starts to read his lines. The scene happens to be Tom's character professing his love for the girl he has been in love with for a long time, which is perfect because he has been in love with you for a long time.

''There's no one else I want more than you. It's always been you, and it always will be you, Y/N. If you choose me, I promise I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I will give you everything you could ever wish for and more, and I promise to love you unconditionally, until the end of time,'' Tom reads as he keeps walking closer and closer to you until there's barely any space left between the two of you. You gasp softly as he cups your face in one of his hands, moving your gaze to meet his as he speaks the next lines. ''I'm in love with you, Y/N, I have been for years and I can only hope you feel a fraction of the love for me, that I feel for you,'' he says and you completely forgot what you're doing.

Suddenly Tom's hand moved to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger, guiding your face to his as he captures your lips with his. This wasn't in the script, but you'd be damned if you would say you aren't enjoying every last second of this. Your script falls to the floor as your hands find their home around Tom's neck, and he lifts you by the back of your thighs so you can wrap your legs around his waist. When the two of you break the kiss for some air, you can't help the giggle that escapes you. ''I've wanted to do that for so long, and I'm glad I finally did it,'' Tom says, and all you say in response is ''Take me to the bedroom, please,''.

It doesn't take long for him to close the bedroom door behind the two of you and he walks over to the bed where he lays you down gently as he starts undressing you. When he takes off your dress he reveals a gorgeous black and green lingerie set which takes his breath away when he sees it. ''You look gorgeous in this, but I think you'd be even more beautiful when you're wearing nothing at all,'' he says with a smirk, and you can't help but blush. You sit up and pull Tom towards you so you can undress him too. One by one you unbutton the buttons on his shirt and when it falls open you're greeted by a muscular chest and stomach.

You've had many dreams about him and his body, but they will never compare to the real thing. Your hands slide over his muscles and he closes his eyes at the feeling of your soft hands stroking him, and suddenly your hands move down to his pants, quickly opening and unzipping before pulling it down in one smooth motion. ''I want to taste you on my tongue,'' you say as you look up at him, and the way you're looking at him makes him almost go feral, but he wants the first time with you to be nothing but pleasure and love. There would be more than enough time for roughness and manhandling on other occasions.

When he stepped out of his pants it was very obvious Tom was getting pretty hard already, so you decided to help him even more by palming him through his underwear, as well as giving soft kisses along his shaft over the fabric of his underwear. ''Please, don't tease like that,'' he groans and you just smile before pulling his underwear down too, making his throbbing dick fly up against his stomach with a splat from the precum that had leaked already. Without the least bit of hesitation, you wrap your mouth around his tip, which makes Tom grunt deeply from his chest and you were squeezing your thighs together to get some sort of friction.

You're trying to take as much of him as you can as you're bobbing your head back and forth while sucking in your cheeks, and it earns you lots of praise from Tom. ''Doin' so good for me, fuck, feels so perfect wrapped around my cock, darlin'. Knew you would take me so beautifully,'' he moans softly and you wrap your hands around the part of his shaft you can't reach. His hands have found their way into your hair but he didn't force himself into you, he let you go at your own pace and you're very appreciative of that.

You keep doing that for a few more minutes before Tom feels his orgasm approaching quickly and he suddenly pulls out, leaving you whining softly at the loss of him in your mouth. ''It's okay darling, I'm almost there but I want to cum when I'm inside that soaking wet pussy of yours,'' he says as he pushes you down onto the bed and you crawl back a little, making room for him. He unclasps your bra and takes it off, adoring your breasts for a little bit before taking off your underwear and letting his hands roam over your legs, sides, and arms as he is moving over you.

He kisses you slowly but full of passion before moving away to grab a condom out of his nightstand. As much as he wants to cum inside you, he doesn't want to risk getting you pregnant yet. He rips the foil open and rolls it onto himself before resuming his earlier activities of roaming his hands over your body. This time he had a clear goal in mind, and he was determined to make you cum on his fingers before he would even think about filling you up. His long slender fingers slipped inside you without a single doubt and you gasped at the feeling, already feeling stuffed from just 2 of his fingers.

''You're doing perfect for me darling, taking my fingers so well. Can feel you clench around them, are you close?'' he asks and with his other hand, he finds your clit, hitting your sweet spot in and outside of your pussy at the same time to pull an overwhelming orgasm out of you within no time at all. You become a moaning and whining mess on his fingers and he loves it, making him unable to wait any longer to be buried inside you. ''Gonna fill you up real good now darling, I'll go slow for you,'' he says as he nudges your entrance with his tip.

You immediately relax and before you know it he's buried inside you to the hilt, and rutting into you as he's chasing his orgasm as well as your second one. ''T-Tom, it feels so good inside me!'' you say and he leans down to kiss you passionately. All that can be heard is erratic moans and groans as well as the sound of skin against skin as he keeps thrusting into you. When his fingers find your clit again he has you falling apart again and with a loud moan of his name you cum again, followed shortly after by Tom. When he's done riding out both your orgasms he pulls out and discards the condom before getting a warm washcloth to clean both of you up.

''I can't believe we just did that,'' you tell him and you hide your face behind your hands to disguise your flushed cheeks. ''Don't hide from me, my darling, I want to see that beautiful face of yours,'' he says and you take your hands away, Tom grabs one of them and rubs soft circles over the back. ''How do you feel?'' he asks and you're still a little bit fuzzy, but you don't mind in the slightest. ''Perfect,'' you say as your eyes fall shut with pure bliss, and a lot of sleepiness now. ''Wanna cuddle with you,'' you tell him and he gladly accepts, pulling your back flush against his chest as he nuzzles in your neck.

''I want you to be mine, darling. There's no one else I want more than you. It's always been you, and it always will be you, Y/N. If you choose me, I promise I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I will give you everything you could ever wish for and more, and I promise to love you unconditionally, until the end of time,'' he says, recounting the lines from the script he read earlier, but he means it. He will do whatever it takes to make you the happiest woman on earth.

''I choose you, Tom, I will choose you over and over again, not only in this lifetime and this universe but in every other lifetime and every other universe there is. It has always been you, and it will always be you,'' you say and you seal your promise with a kiss. ''I love you more than anyone I've ever loved before,'' you say as you nuzzle into him now. ''I love you too, darling,'' he says and you fall asleep in the arms of the man you love, with butterflies going absolute haywire in your stomach and the biggest smile anyone has ever had on their face.

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the-desilittle-bird · 3 months

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Hi can i request a tom hiddleston x desi actress reader where she is pregnant and already has kids who hav hindi names which r ver cute and she craves indian food in the middle of interviews and shoots

AN - back again and I have plenty of requests and if anyone wants to request something then please feel free to send me them.

Thank you and Enjoy your reading!

Crazy Cravings

Tom Hiddleston x Desi!Reader

Summary: You are an actress but before that, you are pregnant…

Tag list: @shopping, @bbgmonsay, @lastwandastan, @eudximoniakr, @saraelizabeth26, @girlnred, @hc-geralt-23, @omgsuperstarg, @strangesthirdeye, @clea-strange-is-the-way, @lana, @kenzi-woycehoski, @nyx2021, @all-things-fandomstuck, @newt-scamander-is-hot-af, @moon-light1415, @candypurplebutterfly, @littlesatanicassholebitch, @nats-whore, @lady-athanasia, @chaotic-fangirl-blog, @thatgirlthatreadswattpad, @hyacinthus007, @shine101

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff

“How are you feeling, meri jaan?” she heard the soothing voice of her husband before she felt his hand over her protruding belly. A giggle left her throat as he placed a kiss on her cheek, chuckling softly against her skin. “I feel better now,” she replies with a grin.

Tom hums, wrinkling his eyebrows as he settles down next to her on the leather couch as everyone around them worked hard to get the place ready for the interview which would start any moment now.

As actors, Tom and (Y/N) could never take a day off, especially when they were in the center of the show. And in times like this, with the lady pregnant, Tom found himself worrying more and more about her; constantly asking whether she was fine or not, if she needed something or not.

No wonder her cousins and mother started teasing him by calling him a “mother”.

“Hello, Tom and (Y/N),” greeted the lady who was supposed to take their interview. The pair smiled brightly, greeting the lady back whose name they learnt to be Bianca.

“Are we ready?” The director asked, earning a couple of nods from the crew and thumbs up from the guests. “Well then. Lights. Camera and Action.”

And then began the interview.

The beginning was always the same; introductions, their achievements, a few questions about their current show. But after that came the personal part, one that rendered the actor a bit uncomfortable as he tried to keep his life to himself.

“So, you two have a daughter together and another little Hiddleston is on the way,” the interviewer states with a smile, making the couple glance at each other with smile as (Y/N) placed a hand over her overgrown bump. “Yes.”

“And your daughter’s name is Kavya, isn’t it?” Bianca queries, struggling with the pronunciation for a while before Tom helps her. “Yes. We decided on an Indian name because they just sound so… soothing. Like hot chocolate in winters,” Tom gushed, his face reddening up as he glanced at his wife.

“Awww… that’s sweet. (Y/N), how is the pregnancy going for you?”

“Honestly, everything is fine except for the cravings,” she whined, making the Loki actor burst into a fit of laughter as he remembered the many nights when he woke up to finding his wife cooking some Indian dish or digging deep into the kitchen cabinets to find Maggi.

“What do you crave?” Bianca asks, her eyes gleaming with happiness as she watched her favourite Hollywood couple share a glance before laughing. Once the laughter dies down, Tom replies, “it can be the weirdest thing. One second she wants to have Jalebi and the next she wants to find some Namkeen.”

“I am the mix of sweet and savoury,” she argues instantly, making him smile as he nodded, leaning in to place a kiss on her temple, “meri khatti-meethi.”

(Y/N) merely gave him a side eye before returning her focus to their interviewer who had started her next question. “Correct me if I am wrong, but you were pregnant when you were about to finish shooting for this show, right?”

The couple nodded, prompting Bianca to continue, “did you crave anything on the set?” Before the misses could answer, Tom lets out a dramatic sigh before answering, “one fine morning, she comes to my trailer, donning her costume, and literally commands me ‘I want to have fish curry made by my mother, so talk to her, take the recipe and cook it.’ And leaves before I could nod. I was so bewildered and like what should I do.”

Everyone around them laughed loudly except for (Y/N) who glared daggers at her husband before leaning in to whisper softly into his ear.

“I want to eat Samosa.”

“Haye Bhagwaan!”

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lindsey-laufeyson · 4 months

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36. Yours

Warnings: Smut, FLUFF A/N: It is with both pride and sadness that I say this is the concluding chapter to this series, (though I may write an epilogue). I hope you enjoyed it!

“Darling, we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation,” Tom’s voice called from your foyer.

“Just a minute,” you responded from your bedroom while you put on your earrings. You looked yourself over in the mirror one last time before meeting your boyfriend, waiting (mostly) patiently by the front door, looking dashing as ever. “Hey, handsome.”

His face lit up when he saw you. “Hello, beautiful,” he purred as he pulled you in for a kiss. He tried to keep it chaste but you couldn’t help but slip your tongue between his lips while you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him in as close as possible. When the kiss ended, he opened his eyes slowly, looking dazed.

“Just a gentle reminder that we don’t need to go out,” you said sweetly. “We’ve waited long enough.”

He took a deep breath and shook his head. “No, I’m sorry, darling, but I’m going to do this right.”

“When have we ever done things ‘right?’” you asked, chuckling.

“That’s exactly my point! I’ve never actually taken you out on a date!”

“You are more than welcome to take me out on a date after we’ve had sex,” you suggested, bringing your hands up to play with the open collar of his shirt.

He put his hands on your wrists and stroked his thumbs across your knuckles. “Will you please let me do this? I promise you it will be worth it.” He looked down at you with pleading eyes, the kind that made your chest ache a bit, and you realized he wasn’t just doing this out of chivalry. He was trying to make up for the last time the two of you had had sex, months ago, despite numerous attempts on your part to make him realize that you were both at fault for that night. If this is what it would take for him to forgive himself, then you would happily oblige.

“Okay, darling,” you replied, cupping his face in your hand and softly stroking his cheek.

He kissed the inside of your wrist. “Thank you, love.” And with that, the two of you left for the restaurant.

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Ever since you started dating Tom, even though you were fully aware that he was a celebrity, it never really felt like you were dating a celebrity. That is until your date that night. He had parked in a secluded spot behind the restaurant and the owner let the pair of you in the back entrance through the kitchen. You expected to be led to some sort of secluded dining room, away from the other customers. Instead, you stepped out into the main dining room, but there were no other customers. It was empty and the curtains were closed on large front windows to obscure the view of any paparazzi or other passers by. In the middle of the room there was a table donned with a white table cloth, candles, rose petals, and a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket of ice.

Tom pulled out your chair for you to sit and then sat down across from you. You looked at him with wide eyes. “Tom, this is…” you paused, looking around the room. “…amazing! Did you buy out the whole bloody restaurant?”

He chuckled lightly. “You deserve it, princess. Besides, I like to keep my private life private. At least as much as I possibly can.”

“I think we’re fairly well rehearsed at that by now,” you joked, winking playfully at him.

“Be that as it may,” he replied with a smile before turning a bit more serious. “I won’t always be able to protect you from the paparazzi and fans, though I will try my hardest.” He reached across the table and took your hand in his. He looked apprehensive. “I hope you’re prepared for that.”

“I am,” you responded without hesitation. You had actually thought about this a lot since you first started dating Tom. Back then it was a fairly significant source of anxiety for you, fearing that your boss or a parent of one of your students would find out about your relationship via a pap photo in some trashy tabloid magazine. But now that your relationship was no longer taboo, fans and media prying into your relationship seemed a bit more tolerable. More than that, it was a sacrifice you were more than willing to make to be with the man you loved.

“And while I would love to have you on my arm for every public event I attend, I’m not going to pressure you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

“I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about walking the red carpet with you,” you confessed bashfully. “Though I’m not nearly as photogenic as you.”

Tom smiled and shook his head. “Are you joking? Darling, you should know by now how gorgeous you are. Your smile alone would have everyone enamored with you in an instant!”

You bit your lip in an attempt to hide your smile as you looked down at your menu, but he used his index finger to lift your chin back up to look at him and his voice dropped to a low timbre. “And don’t get me started on how wild it drives me when you bite your lip like that.”

Your breath hitched and you immediately felt a gush of arousal between your legs. You squeezed your thighs together as you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, Tom’s tongue darting out to wet his lips. You wanted to fuck him right there on the table and you were sure he wanted it too, but then he snapped himself out of it, clearing his throat and releasing your chin as he leaned back in his chair and smiled warmly at you. You smiled back, but you couldn't help but look a bit flustered as you adjusted yourself in your seat and the two of you began perusing the menu.

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Your dinner was possibly the best food you’d ever had, but it still didn’t quite take your mind off of other things. While you ate, your eyes wandered over his every feature: his jaw, down his neck, across his collar bone, and down to the little bit of chest hair peeking out from his open collar, imagining the trail of kisses you’d leave along that exact same path, and then lower and lower…

Tom’s voice saying your name pulled you from your trance. Your eyes snapped back up to his soft blue gaze. “I was going to ask if you wanted dessert, but I think you just answered my question,” he said with a grin. He signaled for the waiter and promptly paid the check before the two of you hastily made your way to the car.

Tom opened the passenger side door for you to get in, and then proceeded around the car to get in the driver’s seat. As soon as he shut the door behind him, you grabbed him and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. The two of you immediately lost yourselves in it. With your lips firmly locked with his, you climbed over the center console to straddle his lap. Your hands in his hair, his hands roaming your curves, the two of you were panting and whimpering until you reached down to undo his belt.

“Not here,” Tom said, reluctantly pulling his lips away from yours and moving your hand away from his bulging groin.

“Babyyyyyy,” you whined, grinding your hips against his.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Princess, will you please buckle up so I can take you home?” he asked sweetly.

You let out a conceding sigh. “Only if you show me how fast your jag can go,” you teased. You kissed him on the cheek and then climbed back into the passenger seat, giving him a smirk as you fastened your seatbelt.

He chuckled. “I’ll see what I can do.” And with that, he revved the engine and took off towards his house.

The car ride was filled with light touches and sultry giggles, and when you arrived at Tom’s place, he lifted you up as soon as the front door closed behind the two of you, hitching your legs over his hips and carrying you to the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed with you in his arms and kissed you feverishly while you unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor. Then you stood up in front of him and slowly peeled off your dress to reveal the red lace lingerie you had picked out for the occasion.

He stared up at you in awe, his eyes roaming over your figure. When his gaze met yours again, it was so intense that you felt your heart begin to pound in your chest. You bit your lip and looked down at the floor. He stood up slowly in front of you, putting one hand on your waist and the other lifted your chin, encouraging you to look at him again. Leaning in close, he brought his lips to yours, caressing them tenderly. You closed your eyes and felt a warmth wash over your body from both love and lust as you kissed him softly.

When your lips eventually parted, Tom swallowed hard as he slowly opened his eyes. “Lie down for me?” he requested quietly, lightly stroking his thumb across your chin.

You nodded as you flashed him a coy smile, and then you laid down on your back on the bed. As you did so, he watched you intently while he took off his trousers and boxers. As soon as he was free of his clothes, he crawled on top of you, hovering over you possessively and kissing you deeply. You spread your legs and wrapped them around his hips, pulling him close to you. When you felt his cock glide against your clit, you moaned softly into the kiss, but he pulled away slightly to look at you.

“Not yet,” he told you in a low, soft tone. “We’re going to take this nice and slow tonight. Okay, sweetheart?” With a feather-light touch, he rubbed his nose against yours.

You simply nodded again, entranced by his intense affection. With his index finger he lightly traced the patterns in the lace that covered your breasts and stomach.

“You look so sexy in this, darling,” he told you sweetly. “But I haven’t seen you naked in months.”

Hooking his fingers under the straps, he began pulling your lingerie off of you while you wiggled out of it. After discarding it on the floor, he knelt on the bed in front of you, taking in the sight before him. He licked his lips as you parted your legs. Then he leaned down and captured your lips in another passionate kiss, his hand finding your breast and kneading it tenderly, occasionally brushing his thumb over your nipple.

Eventually his lips left yours to place a kiss to the corner of your jaw, and then another one just behind your ear. A soft sigh escaped your lungs as you brought your hand up to gently caress the nape of his neck.

His kisses continued downward, leaving a trail of tingling electricity in their wake: your neck, your collar bone, your chest. When he wrapped his lips around one of your nipples you gasped softly, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

As he continued his descent down your body, worshiping every inch of you, you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter in anticipation, until you finally felt his soft lips kiss your pussy. You let out a sigh of relief, as if he was putting aloe vera on a sunburn. You had forgotten just how good his mouth felt between your legs. Clearly he felt similarly because he moaned in unison with you when he licked up the length of your slit.

“Fuck, I missed the way you taste,” he mused, his breath fanning your soaked cunt before he continued exploring it with his tongue. He lapped at your inner walls while his nose gently nudged your clit, driving you wild in the process.

With both hands in his hair, you tugged on his locks. “Please, baby,” you begged. You didn’t have to say any more than that. He knew what you wanted. He dragged his tongue up to your clit and slowly drew circles around it as he inserted one, and then two fingers into your channel, causing you to arch your back and moan. Then he wrapped his lips around your sensitive bundle of nerves and sucked while his fingers curled inside of you, and that’s when you came tumbling over the edge. “Oh yes! Don’t stop! Fuck!”

He continued his actions until he felt you begin to relax, at which point he removed his mouth and fingers from your throbbing cunt and crawled back up to you, smiling down at you with his lips and chin glistening from your arousal.

“How was that?” he asked, looking down at you earnestly as he stroked your hair. “Any pain?”

“None whatsoever,” you replied, smiling up at him. “It felt so fucking good.”

A huge smile spread across his face. “Good,” he said as he leaned down to kiss you softly.

As you kissed him back, you reached down between your bodies and wrapped your hand around his thick shaft, giving it a couple of pumps before gliding the tip through your slick folds. He let out little whimpers and huffs against your lips until finally he pulled away to look at you.

“Are you sure you’re ready, sweetheart?” he asked softly, concern in his voice.

“Yes,” you whined, bucking your hips. “I need you inside me so bad!”

He rested his forehead against yours, looking intensely into your eyes. “Tell me if anything feels even the slightest bit uncomfortable, okay?”

You cupped his face in your hands. “I’ll be fine, baby. I promise.”

He rolled his hips slowly, gently pushing his length inside you until he was completely engulfed in you. You both groaned at the wonderful feeling. Then he stilled there for a moment and began giving you the softest little kisses. “I love you,” he whispered between kisses. “So much.” More kisses. “More than I can possibly express.”

“I love you too,” you replied softly, grinning widely against his lips while they caressed yours over and over in kisses sweeter than honey.

You slowly began to move your hips, signaling to him you were ready for him to move, and he did just that. Slowly, he pulled back, and then carefully pushed forward again. You thought it was so sweet how gentle he was being with you. He repeated this over and over, all the while his lips lingered longer and longer on yours. A mix between a sigh and a moan escaped from your lungs and tangled with his own soft groans of pleasure as you were finally able to feel him move inside you again. You both kept that sensually slow pace for a while, reveling in the intense love coursing between your connected bodies, and then the tempo began to gradually increase. His breathing became more labored and his kisses sloppier. He moved his mouth to your neck, sucking almost desperately as he began to thrust into you. A breathy whimper escaped you with each snap of his hips, and you could feel the tension building in you, ready to release at any moment.

“Tom,” you moaned, bucking your hips up to meet his at an even faster pace.

“Y/n,” he breathed needily in your ear.

You raked your nails across his back. “I’m gonna cum, baby. Please, come with me!”

With a grunt, he lifted his head to look at you as he increased the speed and force of his thrusts. You met his gaze as you felt a warmth spread through your entire body once again. You felt your muscles tense and the coil in your belly tighten until it suddenly snapped. Your cunt clenched and fluttered around his cock in what you were certain was the most intense orgasm of your life, but you kept your eyes on him as you watched him come undone at the same time. You cried out each other's names while you rode out your collective high.

When you began to come down, you smiled brightly up at Tom, who beamed back at you, and you felt your eyes well up with tears. They fell down across your temples, through your hair, and onto the pillow. You knew this might have concerned Tom, had he not had tears in his own eyes as well, which fell onto your cheeks as he placed another deep kiss to your lips.

When your lips finally parted, he rolled onto his back, bringing you with him so that you were laying on top of him. You rested your chin on his chest as you gazed lovingly at each other and he gently stroked your hair. Neither of you said anything for a long while, until Tom spoke seemingly out of nowhere.

“Marry me,” he said, barely above a whisper.

It took a moment to process what he had said. You searched his face for any sign that he was joking. When you found none, you thought perhaps you heard him wrong. “What?”

“Marry me,” he repeated with a soft smile.

You smiled broadly and chuckled. “You’re mad,” you replied casually, though surely he could feel your heart beating fast against his stomach.

“I might be,” he replied, his smile never faltering. “Does that mean your answer is ‘no?’”

“I don’t remember hearing a question,” you retorted as you moved to lay on your side next to him, propping yourself up on your elbow and looking down at him.

He chuckled, tracing your curves with the tips of his fingers. “Are linguistics your only concern here?”

You cupped his face in your hand as your expression turned earnest. “I’m just worried you haven’t thought this through, that maybe you’re just caught up in the moment.”

Tom bit back a smile, as if thinking of some private joke only he was in on.

“What?” you asked with a giggle.

“Close your eyes.”

You gave him a questioning look, but did as he said anyway. As soon as your eyes were closed, you felt the bed shift, and then heard the sound of his bedside table drawer open and shut. The bed shifted again as Tom laid back down next to you.

“Open,” he said.

You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was Tom smiling back at you. He was lying on his side facing you, propped up on his elbow just as you were. The second thing you saw was the small black velvet box he was holding up in front of you. You looked at him wide-eyed.

“I bought this the day after we got back together,” he explained a bit sheepishly, looking down at the box. Then he looked back up at you. “So no, I’m not just caught up in the moment, but looking at you lying in my arms, looking more beautiful than anything I’d ever seen, I realised that I couldn’t wait any longer; I had to ask you now. But if this is too fast, I am more than willing to wait until you’re ready.”

“You still haven’t asked me anything yet,” you teased him, giggling through the tears in your eyes.

He laughed and shook his head at your adorable stubbornness that he loved so much. “Y/n,” he began affectionately. “I am more in love with you than I ever thought possible, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you. Will you please do me the honor of marrying me?” As he asked you this, he opened the box to reveal the most beautiful ring you’d ever seen.

For a moment you were speechless. Tears streamed down your cheeks while you grinned like an idiot until you remembered how to breathe. “Yes,” you choked out.

Tom looked at you in awe. “Really?”

This made you laugh. “Of course, you silly sod!”

You kissed him hard on the lips, throwing yourself on top of him and knocking the ring, which was still in the box, out of his hand in the process.

“Darling,” Tom mumbled against your lips after a few moments of shameless snogging. You pulled away only slightly to look at him. “I can return the ring if you don’t like it.”

“Oh shit!” You quickly scrambled off of your new fiancé and looked frantically around for the little black box. As soon as you found it, you took the ring out and admired it fondly. “Sorry, baby, I got so excited! I really do love it though.” You were sitting on your knees facing away from Tom, and about to put the ring on, when you felt his chest press against your back

“May I?” he asked softly in your ear. He took the ring from your grasp and delicately slipped it onto your left ring finger before wrapping both arms snug around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Chelsea and Emma are going to freak out,” you thought out loud with a giggle. “Whether it will be in a good way or a bad way, I’m not sure.”

Tom chuckled in your ear. “Emma actually helped me pick out the ring.”

You turned your head to look at him. “She knew you were going to propose??”

“And I’m willing to wager she told Chelsea too.”

“Those sneaky bitches!” You exclaimed jokingly.

“It turns out they can keep a secret after all.”

He placed a light kiss to your shoulder and then he tickled your sides, causing you to squeal and giggle while you tried to squirm out of his grasp. Your reaction only spurred him on however, so he continued tickling you.

“Thomas William!” You attempted to scold him through your laughter. “Cut it out!”

Eventually you were able to wiggle yourself free, crawling towards your pillow in an attempt to escape, but Tom quickly pinned you down and resumed tickling you while he laughed into the crook of your neck.

You shrieked and giggled until you couldn’t take it anymore. “Okay! Okay! Jötunheim!”

He stopped and lifted his head, looking at you amused. “Did you just use our old safe word?” he asked with a chuckle.

You smirked and giggled. “Maybe… it worked, didn’t it?”

He laughed and released your hands from his grasp. “Touché, my darling,” he conceded as he moved to lay on his side.

You turned to face him, tangling your legs with his and laying your head on the same pillow, your nose almost touching his.

“Do you remember what we originally used that word for?” Tom asked as he began running his fingertips up and down your arm.

“Of course I do,” you replied with a chuckle. “We tried so hard just to be friends.”

A smirk spread across his face. “Well, you did at least.”

You gasped and swatted him playfully on the chest. “You didn’t try at all?”

“I tried a little!” he said in defense. “But what was I meant to do? I was madly in love with you!”

“You were not,” you argued, rolling your eyes despite the huge smile on your face.

“Oh believe me, I was. Excruciatingly so.” Tom inched his face closer to yours, lowering his voice as if he was telling you a secret. “From the moment I met you, I was done for.”

You giggled at his dramaticism. “You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“At the time, it was,” he said matter-of-factly. “I was doomed to love a woman who couldn’t love me back.” There wasn’t a hint of sadness or pain in his voice, but a pang of guilt resonated in your chest all the same, causing your smile to fade. Noticing this, he brought his hand up to gently caress your face, lightly stroking his thumb back and forth across your cheek. “Little did I know,” he continued, “that I would one day convince that very same woman to agree to be my wife.”

Your smile returned, a warm glow replacing the pain in your chest. “You didn’t ‘convince’ me of anything.” You softly rubbed the tip of your nose against his. “I promise you, Tommy. I am yours. I’ve been yours. Even when we were apart, I was yours, and I’ll be yours for the rest of our lives.”

Tom looked deep into your eyes, his lips just barely touching yours. “And I’m yours. No matter what. Forever and always.”

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raqnarokr · 1 year

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Earned It

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Pairing || Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

Summary || After a long day of work, Loki decides to surprise you and relax you in the best and sexiest way possible.

Word count || Around 800

Warnings & Contents || 18+ content, minors dni, smut, boyfriend!Loki, rough sex, rough Loki, orgasm, dom x sub dynamic, sucking, rough oral sex, flirting, oral sex, handcuffs, face fucking, fucking, rough kissing, Loki giving presents, dom Loki, pet names (baby, darling), dirty talk, dirty thoughts

Author's note || this is for the first week of @the-slumberparty game. I decided to try and use the three words given: bouquet of flowers, diamond necklace and leather cuffs.

Disclaimer || English is not my first language, so my apologies for any misunderstandings or mistakes.

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It had been a long day of work. You were exhausted as you drove back home after your work shift ended. You just wanted to have a very relaxing bath, a good meal and cuddling with your boyfriend Loki. He had texted a message right after you were leaving your workplace asking how was your day and if you were on your way home. He is a sweetheart, always caring and worried for you and he is the best boyfriend you could have asked for.

You parked your car and after shutting the door and locking it, you started walking to the door of the house you share with Loki. You open the door, turn the light on, and see a big beautiful bouquet of flowers at the table where you usually put your keys. You open your mouth surprised. It was your favorite flower.

"Do you like them?", you turn to see your boyfriend holding a small box.

“Loki I–, this is wonderful, thank you baby”, you said as you approached him and give a sweet kiss.

“I have another thing for you", he extends you the box he was holding, “Here. I saw this in a store yesterday and I had to buy it for you". You grab the box carefully, and open it to see the most shiny and beautiful diamond necklace you've ever seen. You were amazed.

"Loki you didn't have to–", before you could speak more, he put a finger on your lips to hush you.

“Hush. Don't. You deserve it. You earned it. You always work so hard in every aspect of your life. I just wanna say thank you for everything you do. Especially everything you do for me". He answered by rubbing his thumb slowly on your soft lips. You mumble a "thank you" as Loki puts the necklace around your neck.

"It looks perfect on you darling", he smiled. "Now…you must be tired from work, I will take care of you, ok?" You nodded at his words and before you could say anything, Loki gently grabbed you in his arms. You hold yourself to him as you both go to the bathroom to take a relaxing bath together.

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sarahrogersevans · 1 year

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Let Me Take Care Of You- Tom Hiddleston shy!xreader fan fic

Summary: Y/N is really anxious and having a hard time & Y/N’s bf Tom grabs all of her comfort stuff & takes care of her

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, fluff comfort, angst, soft Tom, ends really well, let me know if I miss anything

~Y/N’s POV

Living with anxiety is really hard, it’s changed how I do things. Today has been the roughest time I’ve been feeling super anxious all day and could barely get up this morning to do anything. I got really hungry so I finally got myself to get up to go make something to eat & I started to make some ramen soup and I heard my boyfriend Tom walk into the kitchen and he wrapped his arms around my waist and said “hey darling what do you making? I stirred in the chicken flavoring then turned around to hug him and said “I’m making soup.” and then I started feeling anxious again.

Tom hugged me noticing how I was feeling and got concerned and said “hey Y/N I got you darling? Is it your anxiety?” I nodded my head hiding my face in his chest which he kissed the top of my head and saw the ramen was all cooked and said “alright give me one moment my dear your food is ready, I’ll pour it in a bowl for you. Want a fork or spoon?” I pointed to both the fork and the spoon and said “both please, if that’s ok?..” Tom kissed my forehead and said “of course sweetheart, how about you go sit on the couch and I will bring you some soup with your favorite crackers?” I smiled at Tom and said “alright thank you babe, can I go lay down for a few minutes? ” Tom nodded after getting a bowl from the cabinet and said “great idea darling, go relax Y/N you deserve it. I’ll be there in a minute I promise.” I went over to the couch and laid down and hid my face in my hoodie wishing my anxiety would just go away.

~Tom’s POV

I put a bowl of ramen and some crackers together on a tray and went to go join Y/N in the living room and saw the state she was in and it broke my heart seeing her struggle so much with anxiety. I put the tray on a nearby table and went to kneel over by Y/N rubbing her back carefully & said “Y/N? I have your lunch, are you ready to try and eat?” She sat up slowly and said “the soup smells so good, thank you for bringing all of this to me honey you didn’t have to.” I picked up the tray and handed it to her and said “darling not to worry, I wanna take care of you.”

Y/N blushed and I felt so happy that I got her to smile, “there’s my girl’s beautiful smile” I said to her and then I had an idea that her essential oil diffuser and her comfort movie would help her relax. I got up to go get everything and Y/N panicked and said “oh no!.. please don’t go..” I kissed her head and said “oh it’s alright sweetheart I’m just gonna go get something alright?” She nodded and I left the room for a moment to find her diffuser and her favorite movie & then went back to the living room and Y/N walked over to me wrapping her arms around me.

I loved whenever Y/N hugged me, I kissed her head and said “how are you feeling my love?” She shrugged and said “eh ok, what are you holding? By the way I finished eating.” I kissed her and said “I’m proud of you Y/N and I have your oil diffuser and your favorite movie, I thought having the scent of lavender in the room would be comforting plus we can cuddle and watch lilo and stitch together.” Y/N smiled at me and leaned in to kiss me and said “Tom you are the most wonderful man, thank you for everything I love you, I wouldn’t be able to get through all this without you.” I took her hands in mine and said “darling, you are never alone I will be here for you whenever you need me I love you so much and I hate seeing you suffer I really do.” I set up the diffuser and the movie and sat down by Y/N wrapping my arm around her and I felt her cuddle up close to me and she looked so relaxed and fell asleep on me a little later due to the lavender oil and I let her rest knowing she needed sleep and I was relieved knowing she wasn’t anxious now.

~Y/N’s POV.

I woke up two hours later surprised I had fallen asleep and saw Tom smiling me and I faced him smiling and said “hi babe, when did I fall asleep?” Tom kissed my forehead and said “hmm halfway through the movie love.” I covered my face feeling embarrassed but Tom moved my hands away from my face and said “hey hey don’t worry Y/N I’m glad you were able to take a nap you needed it.” I smiled at Tom feeling so lucky and then looked at the tv to see if the movie was paused or not and it was thankfully and Tom said “can I get you anything darling? Water or some chocolate?” Both did sound kinda good but I didn’t want him doing everything for me so I got up and said “no it’s ok honey I can go get stuff, I’m gonna go get some water and a bit of my KitKat ice cream.” Tom got up with me and said “darling you sure you don’t want me to bring anything to you? I don’t mind.” I shook my head saying “don’t worry Tom you’re so sweet but it’ll be good for me to move around and stay busy, I’lll even do a round of dishes while I’m up.

Tom rubbed my back while I scooped out the ice cream and said “at least let ne help you with the dishes alright? I wanna help.” I went over to Tom wrapping my arms around his neck and I said “I would love the help Tom I love you” He kissed me once more and I saw him wink at me which made me blush, I felt my body relax more snd I felt so relieved and proud of myself for making it through another day with anxiety.

Hey lovelies ❤️🙂 I hope you will enjoy this comfort fic,I really did my best 🥺 I’ve been dealing with anxiety a lot lately so writing this was very comforting 🥹😌 to anyone going through anxiety know your aren’t alone xx

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Sunflower, Book 1, Chapter 6

Tom Hiddleston x OFC Series rated: M Chapter warnings: drinking AN: Hey look- Y'all get to meet the kiddo! You think I stretched it out long enough? Chapter 5, Masterlist, Chapter 7 ~~~~~~~~~

Mia wanted to puke as her fingers wrapped around the doorknob. She wasn’t ready to face her sister but Ashley was a storm of her own; Ashley had never once waited until someone was ready to face her. That wasn’t something that was going to change now. The door creaked as she pulled it open, the old hinges screaming for her.

“Mom!” Sally shouted and ran forward as soon as the door opened. You could be forgiven for thinking they had been apart for weeks based on the excitement level but it had only been a day and a half.

“My Little Flower,” Mia wrapped her daughter up in her arms. Picking the small girl up, Mia let the momentum spin them around. “I missed you.”

“Auntie Ashley let me have Ice-cream for lunch!” Mai made a face of over dramatic horror while Sally only giggled. Ashley made a show of lecturing Sally about tattling to Mom about their adventures while Mia cried, “Ice Cream isn’t lunch!”

“It is when it’s over a hundred outside. Vegas rules- it’s on the back of the sign.” Ashley stepped inside, small pink backpack hanging over her shoulder.

“I’ll have to check the back of the sign on my way home next time!” Mia teased the little girl, rubbing her nose against the much smaller button nose. Sally had gotten many of her father’s features but mother and daughter shared noses.

“Why don’t you take your bag to your room?” Ashley swung the bag off her shoulder and held it out. “Your momma and I need to have some words about when ice cream can be counted as a meal.”

As soon as her little feet touched the floor, Sally was slipping light up pink shoes off her feat and grabbed her bag. She glanced at the stranger in her home and gave him a small wave before tiny feet made a series of thumps, loud in the way only a five year old going up a flight of stairs can manage and trailed backpack behind her as she disappeared.

“Unpack your bag!” Mia yelled in the direction of the stairs. A sound that she hoped was agreement came from above. “And put your dirty laundry in the hamper!”

“Should I go somewhere?” Tom wasn’t sure where he would go but he wanted to give the women privacy. Perhaps he was more trying to ensure his safety based on the fire in Ashley’s eyes.

“Stay right there.” Ashely sounded as if she owed the apartment. Mia wasn’t going to put herself anymore in the line of fire by arguing though.

“You better keep that little girl safe.” Ashley was clearly worried and who could blame her?

“I wouldn’t put her in harms way intentionally.” Said the woman who got wasted when she was supposed to just be having a quiet night in the hotel she worked at while the AC was down in her apartment. She was the woman who married a total stranger.

Could she really say that anymore?

Ashley opened her mouth to say something. Mia knew what she would say; everything she herself had been stressing about as soon as Tom made it clear he didn’t want to cut things off.

“I know you don’t know me-” Tom interjected, putting himself in the line of fire with clear hesitation. Family squabbles were always a delicate minefield but this wasn’t his battle ground and he had no idea where the mines were lurking.

“Oh but I do, Mr. Big Shot Actor.”

Mia winced at Ashely’s tone. That had to sting. She was thankful that someone other than her took some shots though.

Sighing, he approached what felt very much like a trap.

“Yes, I am an actor. Yes, I’m experiencing some successes at the moment. Will the momentum continue? I certainly hope so but there is no guarantee.” Running his hand through his hair, he didn’t know what he needed to say but settled on, “Do not hold my career against me.”

“What does an actor who’s working on something as huge as freaking Marvel want with a Vegas casino cocktail waitress?” Ashley’s voice rose and Mia quickly reminded her to mind her volume. Now wasn’t the time to defend her job- Ashley had her points but goddamn did they sting.

“What isn’t there to want?” Mia struggled to read the tone in Tom’s words.

“A kid.” Ashely’s voice was cold as ice.

Mia was starting to feel like a spectator watching a tennis match as Ashley and Tom went back and forth. A beer and some popcorn and it could pass as a Vegas show.

“I don’t mind that she has a kid.” He sounded honest.

“But would you have?” Ashley pushed.

She was good at pushing, that was why she had a decent job and a good partner in her life. That’s why she amounted to far more than a Las Vegas casino cocktail waitress.

“If I speak honestly, I can’t say.” Ashley started to say something but Tom didn’t give her a chance to make more than a sound, “For all I know, she told me last night. I don’t know. Neither of us can remember more than bits and pieces. What I can say is that I am committed to giving this a fair chance for me, for her and from the moment I found out about her, for that little girl up there. This marriage deserves a fair chance and I intend to give it that.”

~~~<3

When Ashely was satisfied that Tom would be safe around Sally, she went up to say her goodbyes upstairs. It was hard to say who was more thankful when the front door clicked shut behind Ashley when she left.

Giggles came from the floor above, giving away the unbothered joy of a child that Mia was envious of. Kids, man- they have things so easy.

“I swear to you,” Tom said, breaking the silence that had started to build in the room. “I will not hurt her.”

“Don’t promise that. There’s no way this works out. Because of that, there is no way she dosen’t get hurt. Hopefully it won’t be bad.”

It had been two years since Ray had walked out of their lives, out of Sally’s life, most importantly. Not once had Mia dated anyone seriously in that long and lonely time.

Sally hadn’t ever been introduced to a boyfriend and now she had a step father and she didn’t even know it.

“Mia-” She cut him off.

“We need to get you settled in.” Mia's voice was thick and she was feeling overwhelmed.

What she really wanted was to go upstairs, find the deepest darkest corner of her closet to sit in and cry. The stress was suffocating and there was still so much that needed to be figured out.

“Are you alright?” Tom scooted closer on the couch and reached out. There was hesitation in his touch but she didn’t have the energy to pull away.

They had been married for half a day and it could be counted on one hand the amount of times they had touched. She didn’t realize she was holding back tears until one slipped from her eye. It felt strange to have someone wipe it away.

It felt nice to have his hand resting against her cheek.

“What do we tell her?” Her voice was little more than a strangled whisper.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Crying could happen later when the neighborhood was asleep.

“I’m a friend visiting?” Tom offered.

“Who’s that?” Mia coughed back her emotions at the sound of Sally’s voice.

Mia jerked back from Tom’s touch. It was reflexive and she nearly fell off the small couch from the force of it. Tom looked to her for guidance, letting her lead him through the interaction.

For that, she was thankful.

“Well,” Clearing her throat, she stood and walked toward Sally. “This is Thomas. He’s a special friend of Mom’s. He’s going to be visiting for a while. Would you like to introduce yourself?”

Sally wasn’t much of a shy child, though if anyone asked her she would insist she was. Short legs took her right up to the couch.

“My name is Sally.” She was matter of fact. “I’m five. In a few months, I get to start school!”

“It’s wonderful to meet you, Sally.”

“You talk funny.” Sally giggled. Behind her, Mia cringed back and mouthed an apology to Tom who only laughed.

“I do, don’t I? I’m not from around here- to me, everyone else here talks funny.”

“Where are you from?” Sally was quick to warm up to anyone.

“I’m from England. It’s very far away. There, everyone talks like me and only a few people talk like you.”

“Wooow!” Sally had a way of drawing out her ‘wow’s, as if the longer the wow, the more impressed she was. Mia had no idea where her daughter picked it up but she was always amused by it.

“Everything here is just a little bit different. Will you help me when I get confused?”

Sally nodded eagerly. There were few things she liked more than to have a job. “Why are you here?”

“I’m here visiting and making friends. Will you be my friend?”

“Sure! I’m going to go color you a picture!” She announced, running back up the stairs.

“Well, that went well.” Mia sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, running her nails across her scalp. It was a habit she had tried to break plenty of times, it made her hair look greasy quicker, always seemed to pull some hairs out and it tangled her hair, making it even more of a annoyance to brush at the end of the night. “Thank you for humoring her.”

“To little ears accents can be exciting.” Silence ticked on, neither were sure what to say. The situation was weird and without anything to direct conversation, it returned to two strangers in a room.

“Would you like something to drink?” Mai didn’t know what else to say but the silence needed to end.

“Water is fine.” She wasn’t sure how to make him feel comfortable in her home. Did she even want him to feel comfortable. As the tap ran, Tom looked around. “Is there somewhere out of the way you’d like my bags?”

Mia looked around the room herself. There wasn’t a hall closet, shoes instead were piled on a small shelf by the door and coats hung on a hook by the door. The broom and mop hung from hooks on the wall in the open. Looking at Tom even, it was clear that he wouldn’t fit on the couch.

He wouldn’t fit in the space.

It was more than that though. He wouldn’t fit in her life and they surely couldn’t fit in his.

~~~~~<3

The champagne in her glass was delicious, or she was just so wasted that she thought it was. Either could be true, if she was honest with herself. Her head spun so she did too, in the middle of a sea of white and twinkling lights sparkling off glitter and gems.

Feet tangled together and champagne spilled as the floor tipped and twisted. Strong arms caught her.

A prince caught her.

He was her prince, wasn’t he?

This was a dream, a fairy tale. This wasn’t real. This happened in movies.

Was she in a movie? Was she asleep? If she was, she wanted to enjoy the dream while it lasted.

“Did you pick a dress?” His voice was smooth as velvet as she swam in his ocean blue eyes. Was it lame to think of his eyes as ocean blue? Was that something people only thought in books?

“I can’t pick.” Each option seemed to be swept from her mind with each sip from her glass. “It’s too much pressure!”

“But its for forever.” He leaned down and kissed her hard and quick, leaving her breathless and head spinning for a whole different reason.

“That just adds more pressure.” Time was running out. Like a princess, when the clock struck midnight her life would change forever.

“Ma’am, please bring the most flattering dress. We’ll trust your expert opinion. Shall we dance while we wait for her?” He spun Mia around in a clumsy circle as the staff fluttered off.

It was ten thirty, far too early to be this drunk but it didn’t stop them. They were making their own magic, set to the timing of some internal clock that only they could read. This was their night.a

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lady-rose-moon · 2 years

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It's alright, don't be anxious

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Warnings: fluff, admissions of love, mentions of smut

Summary: you're cast in a film with Tom Hiddleston and your nerves over a particular theme cause unknown admissions to be brought up.

“You alright?” came the soft voice of your co-star from behind you and you turned away from the mirror in your dressing room to face Tom. You had gotten lucky and landed a role with the one and only Tom Hiddleston, the man who played the criminally attractive Loki Laufeyson for Marvel. You were playing clandestine lovers, Tom’s character was an important businessman and you were playing his secretary.

This was a job that you wholly needed. This would be a breakthrough for you and for Hiddleston, given the developing feelings between the both of you. You had always held the Marvel actor high on a pedestal but seeing him away from the screens, laughing, joking and even getting lines wrong sometimes, it helped remind you that he was just like anyone else; human.

“Y/N?” Hiddleston began, startling you away from the void where your mind had slipped, your eyes locked on his muscled chest before slowly lifting to his eyes where you saw that gentle smile pulling at the corners of his lips, “are you alright?”

“Never better,” you returned, rising from your chair to walk over to him. Tom’s eyes gleamed with happiness as you stepped closer to him and there was also an odd gleam there that you couldn’t place. “Did you come to escort me to the set, Mr Hiddleston?”

A charming smile graced the man’s perfect face and he nodded, “as always, Miss Y/L/N, I am forever your escort.”

You released a faint giggle and took his offered hand, leaving your dressing room to head onto the set of a lovely hotel room. Today would be the first scene in the movie where you and Tom would have to act ‘intimate’. To prepare for the scene, you weren’t allowed your normal secretary costume, the artists had dressed you in a robe, painted your nails and toes and added a bit of extra lipstick.

The whole idea was for William (Tom’s character) to come to the hotel with Elle (your character) being fresh out of the shower and waiting for him. You were nervous since you had never acted out such a scene before but you just knew that in the hands of Tom Hiddleston, you would be alright. “Tom,” you whispered as you stopped walking, causing the taller man to stop as well, “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“What are you talking about?” Tom whispered, tilting his head before realisation hit and a warm smile broke through his lips as he gently clasped one of your hands, bringing it up to his lips, “I promise, nothing shall actually be done.”

You blushed and shook your head quickly, watching as the warm smile broke into a cheeky smirk, “not that, Tom! I just… I’ve never acted anything like it out before and… I don’t know… I’m a bit nervous.”

The Brit laughed gently and cupped your cheek, observing how your chest rose and fell, your pupils dilated and you smiled as you tilted your head with intrigue. “Don’t worry, darling,” he whispered, smiling as he watched you find comfort in the warmth of his palm, “I will be with you every step of the way and will make sure you feel comfortable.”

“But what if I still screw everything up and they see me as unable to do this part?” you stressed, trembling in the Brit’s touch, “I don’t want to lose my role just because I have never done this before, I love working with you, Tom.”

The tall man smiled and knelt before you, reaching up to gently caress your cheek once more. “Trust me,” he whispered with a smile, his oceanic blues meeting your own eyes, “they would not get rid of such a wonderful actress just because of her inexperience in the art of such a scene. Even I get nervous sometimes.”

You laughed anxiously, wiping away your tears with your sleeve, “you do?”

“Yes, yes I do,” he laughed and rejoiced at your small giggle, “you are a perfect choice for this role, Y/N, I wouldn’t have anyone else to film this with me. No one could play Elle as wonderfully as you could, no one has the beauty for it either.”

“Beauty?” you whispered, unsure as to whether you had just heard the Brit correctly.

Tom seemed to realise what he had said but there was no backing off now and he nodded slowly, observing your every breath to see if you were uncomfortable in this circumstance. “Yes,” he whispered softly, watching your breath hitch, “Y/N, I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Every scene that we have already filmed together has lit something up in me that has begged me to just ask you to dinner. I know our relationship is barely developed as it is but trust me, I have feelings for you that are not just friendship.”

You sniffled and smiled as you got to your knees and pressed your lips to his. This wasn’t like the passionate, lust filled kiss that you had experienced with Tom while filming as William and Elle, this was gentle, loving and understanding. Tom’s hand slid to cup the back of your neck, savouring your touch and your taste.

As your lips met, your nerves seemed to fade away into nothingness. Tom was all you could think about for the longest time and now, his lips were pressed against yours, keenly exploring your lips and taking note of the taste of your favourite chapstick. As your hands began to roam down to the suit that hugged his body so perfectly and displayed his godly physique, Tom pulled away and released a breathy chuckle before whispering, “we need to film, darling, I’d hate for them to think we’re late.”

You pouted but allowed the man to help you to your feet, smiling as he pulled you into a tight hug and pressed his lips to your temple. Tentatively, you realigned his tie and straightened his hair before flashing him a smile and disappearing into the hotel room set.

When the scene began, you smiled as Tom walked into the room and you ran through the dialogue seamlessly, the love radiating from him and you helping to steady your erratic nerves. When his hand reached out to the robe and he pulled the knot loose, the attraction in his eyes was prominent as his eyes roved over your bare body. You smiled as you pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, his bare chest revealed underneath. He was perfect and he looked so handsome.

Tom was respectful, however, and refused to go bare. Instead, he wore the sock that matched his skin as he laid on top of you. The blanket was pulled over Tom’s ass as he performed the fake thrusts and your brow contorted as you imagined it would but you never looked away from Tom’s intense gaze. As the scene continued, Tom’s fingers linked with yours as you both faked moans and encouragements. When the moment was over and ‘cut’ was called, Tom cupped your cheek and pressed his lips onto yours delicately.

A while later, after getting dressed, you were leaving set but you stopped when you heard a voice call out your name. You turned and smiled when you saw it was Tom walking up to you with a nervous grin playing at his lips. “Hello Hiddleston,” you purred, allowing Tom to gently cup your cheek, “come to say goodbye?”

“I was wondering if we could go to dinner, actually?” Tom whispered, his eyes so full of adoration that it swelled your heart, “and maybe after we could go over that scene again?”

“Why would we have to- oh,” you whispered, your cheeks heating before you grinned, “I would love to.”

Tom’s grin widened and he took one of your hands in his as he pressed a kiss to the knuckle, “excellent, let us go enjoy our night, darling.”

As you walked out of the set with your hand in Tom’s, fingers intertwined, you smiled as you knew this was a new beginning for the both of you.

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muddyorbsblr · 9 months

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feels like mine pt1

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Summary: You wake up in a bed that isn't your own, living a life that seems to be pulled straight out of your wildest dreams

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: 18+ | mentions of death; slight gaslighting (?) [let me know if I missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: everything is not what it seems; twist at the end

Your eyes squinted to adjust to the brightness of your bedroom awash with the morning sun. Looks like Mother Nature chose to be a little too chipper this morning and tried to blind you with its rays shining straight into your room.

You rose from your bed, your hands flopping on to the ultra soft comforter that sunk beneath the pressure.

Weird, you thought to yourself. I don't remember checking in to a hotel, and God knows my bed isn't this soft. You slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and alarm bells immediately ringing loud in your head when you looked down at the pristine white sheets.

"This isn't my bed," you said aloud, hopping down from the mattress and assessing your body, ensuring that you were free to move and your limbs weren't tied down in some capacity keeping you captive in what would have been a bizarrely cozy looking prison. You assessed your clothes next; mainly to see if you were even wearing any, your brows shooting to your hairline when your hands touched a lush satiny fabric covering your curves. "These aren't my clothes."

You rushed over to a mirror situated on a door that you assumed was a closet, your confusion growing by the second when you saw that the reflection looking back at you was…yourself. Exactly as you were last night before you went to bed, only clad in a navy blue nightie that looked like it cost over a week's pay. And wearing a ring that probably cost your soul.

The items on the nightstand by the side of the bed you'd woken up on raised even more questions. A black leather-bound journal with a gold 'H' pressed on the spine, a fountain pen, a laptop, a tablet, and a Kindle Oasis. An almost exact match to the items on the nightstand that you knew by heart, but each item was a more luxurious variant. For one, you wouldn't in your right mind ever buy yourself a Kindle Oasis. Or an S.T. Duponte fountain pen.

On the opposite nightstand were a stack of papers bound together with brass fasteners and a pair of reading glasses with a grade that moderately blurred your vision when you held it close to your eyes. You decided against looking at the contents of the book-bound papers in case there was anything confidential you weren't meant to glimpse in its contents.

You checked on the door next, seeing if it was locked from the outside. It wasn't.

You stepped out of the bedroom, assessing your surroundings to find any semblance of information that would tell you where you were and why you were here, only to grumble out of sheer frustration, "This isn't my apartment." To start with, apartments didn't have stairs. And your place didn't have nearly this much windows.

"Did I…shift?" Your voice softly echoed off the walls, staring in disbelief at the framed picture before you. Your hair and makeup impeccably done, a flower tiara delicately put in place at the top of your head, clad in a downright whimsical wedding dress and smiling brilliantly at the groom whose back was turned to the camera, your only hint at who he was being broad shoulders and brown slightly curly hair.

The unmistakable sound of vegetables being cut led you down the stairs and into the kitchen, desperately hoping it would lead you to who your mystery husband was and maybe start making some sense of this downright crazy predicament.

But catching a glimpse of the well over 6-foot lean frame dressed a white button-down shirt tucked into black dress pants that put a way too familiar butt on proud display had you itching to wake up because this was most definitely a concerningly vivid dream.

That is definitely not my husband.

No way on God's green Earth were you married to Tom Hiddleston. This just went from bizarre to downright impossible.

"Good morning, sweetheart," he greeted you in that low timbre that had your knees buckling, setting aside his task at hand and removing his apron before walking over to you.

"Hi…" you answered him, voice wavering. Before you could speak another word, he framed your face in his hands, thumbs softly running across your cheekbones, and then pressing a delicate kiss to your lips. "What're you--"

"We finished filming early," he answered, words murmured against your lips. "I caught an earlier flight so I could see you sooner. Oh I've missed you so much." He pressed his lips to yours again. "My darling wife."

Okay, I definitely shifted. This body you may have woken up in had your face, and probably your maiden name…but this wasn't your life. You were occupying space meant for someone else. Another Y/N.

"Tom, I think I have to--"

"Whatever it is can wait." He kissed you again, this time he pressed against you a little harder, your heart beating wildly in your chest when you felt a light, tentative lick to your bottom lip. "Just let me hold you a little while longer." He wrapped his arm around the small of your back, cradling your head with his other hand as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, sighing in contentment.

You knew you were seconds away from abandoning all your plans to try and get him to listen when he started pressing numerous open-mouthed kisses along your neck, your whole body growing weak when he started nipping and licking at the skin. "Please it's important. I don't think I'm supposed to be--"

The feel of him groaning into your skin made your knees give out, making him hold you tighter against him. He walked you backwards until your back pressed against the wall, your breathing labored as he kissed along the expanse of skin exposed to him by your negligee.

When his kisses started traveling south and he pressed his lips to the swell of your breast, you knew you had to get your words out before you gave in and let him have his way with you, however far that may be. "I'm not supposed to be here," you blurted out, pressing your palms to his shoulders and inwardly cursing at yourself for making him stop. "I know that I might sound like I'm not making any sense but…I think I shifted realities…? It's bizarre to me because I never actually succeeded until now but the point is--"

"Sweetheart, slow down." He began to rub his hands up and down your arms, calming you down some within seconds and once again making you question this reality. And how he knew what to do when you began to ramble and spiral in your own thoughts. "You say you're not supposed to be here. Where do you think you should be? Tell me what you know and perhaps I can help from there."

"My name is Y/N Y/L/N, and I'm a software engineer in the middle of a career shift. Last night I went to sleep in a one bedroom apartment in Anaheim. I was no one to you. At most a faceless name that sings your praises online. Definitely not…" You waved your hand in a sweeping gesture across your surroundings. "This," you finished, your breath hitching in the back of your throat when you caught sight of his expression, eyes shining with tears that were seconds away from falling down his cheeks.

"What a bleak life," he breathed out, pressing his lips to your forehead as he pulled you into an embrace. "I can't imagine having to live in a world where I didn't know you. Didn't love you." He kissed your temple. "Thank God it was just a dream."

"A dr--A dream?" you sputtered, confusion overcoming your thoughts. Surely it wasn't that simple. That easily explained. You could remember in vivid detail the code you worked on last night, the bumpy bus ride on the way back to your apartment. The last story you read written by your friends online before you finally laid your head on your pillow and succumbed to an exhausted slumber.

Something about Tom's character on The Hollow Crown and barn sex before he was to face off against the Dauphin of France.

"Yes, my love. Nothing but an awful vivid dream," he reassured you, soothing you with the low velvety tone of his voice, partnered with the kisses he was softly peppering all over your face before stopping at the corner of your mouth. "Your name is Y/N Hiddleston. We've been together for five years, and you gave me the unique honor of becoming your husband less than a year ago. You were a software engineer amidst a career change when I met you all those years ago, and you've come so far since then. You have amazed me at every turn, and it's been a privilege to witness all that you've done. And all that you will continue to do." He captured your lips in a tender kiss, making you melt into his arms as you crossed your hands behind his neck, allowing him to pull you closer. "You just need a few minutes to readjust after waking up. Everything will come back to you soon enough. And any details that don't return to you I'll happily fill those blanks in."

It was almost like the protests that remained in your mind got muffled at his assurances. He spoke about you with such conviction and fondness and love that it made it sound beyond reproach. All that remained was the faintest murmur of doubt that you quickly recognized as those few hours of disbelief you would go through after waking up from a particularly vivid dream, much like those ones you had back in college where you mourned the loss of your best friend and you internally panicked for hours until he walked into the classroom looking every bit as alive as he had the day before.

"Just a dream…" You tested the words on your tongue, the explanation steadily becoming more and more palatable than your initial theory of successfully shifting. Your eyes met Tom's again. "Sorry I…kinda freaked out back there--"

He pressed a delicate kiss to your lips to stop you. "There's no need for apologies, sweetheart. You were disoriented, and I'm grateful you confided in me that you were instead of holding it all in." He brushed the tip of his nose against yours, the gesture bringing a smile to your face and causing a small giggle to escape your lips. "How about you head back upstairs and get ready for the day, and I'll finish whipping up breakfast?"

"That…sounds like a good idea," you agreed, unable to keep the smile off your face even as he kissed you again. "I'll go take a shower and then…I'll be back down here in twenty minutes?"

Tom loosened his hold on you, hands smoothing down your sides before he took a step back so you could make your way up the stairs. Before you passed him, he took your hand in his to call your attention again, bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss to each of your knuckles. "I love you," he whispered against your skin.

"I love you, too," you said back, biting your lip as you gave him a smile before heading back up the stairs, your doubts calmed and your panic from earlier subsiding, allowing you to simply look around the house and appreciate the beauty and joy that your life granted you in stark contrast to last night's dream.

Just as you stepped on to the top landing of the stairs, a flash of green glinted at the corner of Tom's eye, diverting his attention to the visitor in the kitchen.

"She is a perceptive one, your mortal," Loki mused, staring down at the ingredients on the cutting board. "A part of her recognizes that she is no longer within her universe. That part could linger…fester, even. Are you truly certain you wish to continue down this path? To risk her finding out the truth and resenting you from stealing her away from her life--"

"What's the alternative, then?" Tom snapped, gripping the countertop so hard his knuckles were going white, hot tears finally falling from his eyes. "Go on the rest of my days without my wife? Let her go back to a world where she said it herself, she's no one to me?"

Loki let out a sigh, taking a few steps towards the door to the patio, the tension and frustration evident in his stance. "She did not deserve the life she was designed for, on that I do agree. But it will take time for her to fully acclimate to this new universe, if you truly wish to keep her here. And you must accept that no matter what you do, she may never fully fill the space that your late wife left behind."

Tom's eyes burned with more tears, indignation and grief making his heart ache even worse at the memory of you -- that is, the you that he lost not even three days ago. "I know that," he said through gritted teeth. "What of the people who heard news of her passing? The people on set who saw me when I got the call? They're going to ask her questions when they see her alive and well. Questions she won't be able to answer."

The god simply waved a hand dismissively. "Simple memory spell. Their recollection of events will simply be altered wherein they recall you receiving a call and you needed to leave and halt production to ensure her safety, not see to her funeral. Her record at the hospital has been expunged. Any and all evidence that suggests that the Y/N Hiddleston of his universe is no longer with us has ceased to exist."

"Thank you," he choked out, walking up to the god and extending a hand.

"Of course. You deserved not the life you'd planned with your wife taken so violently." Loki took your husband's hand in a firm shake. "Now, I know it may not be my place to tell you what you should be doing at this moment. But from where I stand, you have just been reunited with your wife. If you're open to suggestions, I would recommend putting the apron down, going upstairs, and simply enjoying the life that has been returned to you. Breakfast can wait."

With those words, Loki disappeared in a flash of green right as Tom turned around and headed up the stairs in your direction, heeding the god's advice.

A/N: Something tells me that when I told y'all there's a Centrum Ad Hiddles story coming your way, y'all probably didn't expect this…and to be honest I didn't think I was even gonna make a Centrum Ad Hiddles story, let alone one that took this direction. 😳👀 I hope you like it though, slightly dark twist and all 😅💖

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Last Updated: 2024-02-26

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Loki Odinson stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

✑ A Love of His Own by 4everdramaqueen • 〔A᜶F〕 •

Summary: "Loki saves you from President Loki and then falls for you."

✑ Awful Things by lokisgoodgirl • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: "Fresh off the interrogation, Loki is emboldened to make a move."

✑ Back in Your Arms by sserpente • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "Imagine [working for] the T.V.A. [after wreaking] havoc across the sacred timeline in a desperate attempt to bring Loki, your husband, back to life. When the T.V.A. captures [his Variant], all the pain and grief... finally makes way for relief and [unconditional love]. [However] when you finally meet again... he doesn't know who you are..."

✑ Control by munsons-maiden • 18+ • 〔E᜶F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Loki loves to be in control, but it looks like the trickster has just as much fun when you take it."

✑ Enjoy the Little Things by starks-hero • 〔A᜶C〕 •

Summary: "Whilst stranded on Lamentis and attempting to reach the ark, the weight of the situation begins to set in on you. Loki decides to comfort you with a little magic."

✑ Escaping the T.V.A. by anonymousfiction211 • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Loki escapes and ends up alone in the room where Mobius showed him the clips of his life. He finds a tape with [your] name on it, his former best friend and love-interest. Curiosity got the better of him and he decides to play the tape, which lead to something even Loki hadn't forseen."

✑ He's Me She's Mine by spilledkauffie • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Loki gets jealous... Of himself...

✑ Love that Could Have Been by aurora-star-wars • 〔A〕 •

Summary: Loki and Sylvie talk about reader on the train

✑ My King￨Prt. II by writings-of-a-british-fangirl • 〔A〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "He Who Remains tempts Loki with a throne, with Asgard, with you… How long will paradise last before it starts crumbling?"

✑ Nothing Gold by beyondspaceandstars • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "Loki thought you were gone forever but suddenly there you were. In the TVA library and you didn't recognize him."

✑ See You in Another Lifetime by munsons-maiden • 〔A〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "Loki is forced to watch his life play out on the T.V.A. screen —and his future catches up with him."

✑ Special Care by fluffyfantasticducky • 〔F〕 •

Synopsis: "After all that's been going on, the TVA not only hires Loki, but gives him a break, clear his mind and clean his wounds. And someone very interesting is gonna help him out with that."

✑ Through the Whole Universe by wewritesoyoucanenjoy • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[You're] new to the T.V.A., and Mobius leaves [you] in charge of Loki."

✑ Timeless by muddyorbsblr • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "While doing some research to help out Mobius on a 'moonshot project', you and Loki come across a startling revelation about your lives. All your lives."

✑ To the Daisy by french-vanilla-in-the-clouds • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[You're] a librarian working for the T.V.A. and [you] can't help but take a liking to Loki, the newest threat to the Sacred Timeline. The two [of you] bond over poetry and well, things might just take off..."

✑ Yggdrasil by smolvenger • 〔F᜶A〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Your husband, the god of mischief, has made the ultimate sacrifice for his friends, and the world...he lives, but now he is alone...that is until you choose to join him in his solitude and make a life there."

✑ A Sleepy God by theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction • 〔F〕 •

✑ Absolutely Not by theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction • 〔F〕 •

✑ All it Took was a Timepad by x-childish-x • 〔F〕 •

✑ Always by ladyofmanyfandomsfanfictoo • 〔F〕 •

✑ Archived by gone-to-fight-the-fairies • 〔A〕 • ♡ •

✑ Arrogant by yetanotherhiddlestoner • 〔E᜶F〕 •

✑ Comfort by randomfandomimagines • 〔C〕 •

✑ Goodbye by wheredafandomat • 18+ • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

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✑ Last Minutes by laufeyamp • 〔A᜶C〕 •

✑ Loki's Theory by ladyofmanyfandomsfanfictoo • 〔F〕 •

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✑ My Loki by wheredafandomat • 18+ • 〔E᜶M〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Nexus by dyns33 • 〔F᜶M〕 •

✑ Pie Thief by ladyofmanyfandomsfanfictoo • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Pulled from the Timeline by ladyofmanyfandomsfanfictoo • 〔F〕 •

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✑ Warm by munsons-maiden • 〔F〕 •

✑ Loki Falling for Mobius' Daughter… by bakugousaysdie • 〔F〕 •

✑ Loki Falling for You, a TVA Agent… by oswildin • 〔F〕 •

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Hot day at the beach

PAIRING | Tom Hiddleston x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 4K

SUMMARY | You and Tom go for a relaxing beach day whilst on vacation to celebrate your anniversary. The two of you are having a lot of fun and good conversations, enjoying each other's presents. At the end of the day, you top the day off with a campfire, roasting marshmallows, and some exploring of each other's bodies for the rest of the night.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning, do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Established relationship [ Tom & Reader are married ], smut [ Implied sex in the ocean, spanking, a little bit of nipple play, dry humping, panties used as a gag, oral F receiving, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), anal penetration, prostate orgasm, squirting, multiple orgasms, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, use of handcuffs, praise kink, daddy kink, Dom/Sub relationship ( Soft!Dom Tom & Sub Reader) ], swearing, aftercare in the form of cuddles (the rest of the aftercare is implied).

A/N | So, this is my first time writing a bit of a D/S-themed fic (the smut part at least) so I hope I did well! If not, I would love to get some constructive criticism, I'm not at all part of this lifestyle but I very much enjoy reading about it, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Thank you so much for reading it! 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

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''Good morning, Mrs. Hiddleston,'' Tom said as he walked into the bedroom with a tray of breakfast foods. He prepared breakfast while you slept in, and you sure could use every minute of sleep after last night. The two of you spent most of the night making love, and you were still sore from it but you welcomed it nevertheless. ''Mornin' Mr. Hiddleston,'' you said with a lovesick grin on your face, God you were still head over heels in love with your amazing husband. He put the tray on his side of the bed before pulling you in for a kiss, softly sliding his tongue against yours as a token of his love for you. ''I hope you're hungry because I've made you breakfast,'' he said as he pulled away and put the tray over your lap.

The breakfast was an assortment of fruits, pancakes, waffles, and orange juice. He couldn't decide what to make so he ultimately just went for everything so you two could share. The breakfast was spent with light conversation, soft kisses, and feeding each other various kinds of fruit, and maybe a not-so-innocent touch here and there, but it was the best breakfast the both of you shared in a long time. Due to Tom's shooting schedules, it was hard for the both of you to spend time together, but seeing how it was your 7th wedding anniversary, the two of you booked a two-week vacation in Mexico to enjoy each other and each other's presence.

''What is the plan for today?'' Tom asks and you tell him about your plans for today. ''I was thinking we could spend the day at the beach since it's going to be a beautiful day, and I was hoping to spend the evening around a campfire with s'mores and maybe some cuddles,'' you said with a small smile, this was your idea of the perfect day and it was finally time to make it come true. ''Sounds like the perfect plan, my love. But first, I have a special present for you that you may or may not want to use today,'' he said as he got off the bed and walked to his suitcase. He picked up a relatively small box with a red ribbon around it and he handed it to you.

You took off the ribbon and when you took the lid off, you were greeted with something both of you have talked about to spice up your sex life for a while - a new vibrator that has a clit stimulator in it too. ''Hm, I think this would be perfect to try out tonight, darlin','' you said as you got it out of the box and tried out the different settings so you had an idea of what you could expect. ''Can't wait,'' he said as he pulled you closer for another kiss, which he deepens instantly. The two of you spent the next half hour in a lazy make-out session before getting ready to go to the beach. You got a new bikini as a special surprise and you couldn't wait to surprise your husband with it when you were at the beach.

The two of you got ready and you put a beach robe over your bikini so you could keep it a surprise for him to open later. It didn't take long for the both of you to arrive at the beach and find a bit of a secluded spot, it was a relatively slow day for the time of year and the both of you were more than grateful for that. Tom laid out both of your beach towels before helping you sit down. ''Now, my love, are you going to show me what special surprise is underneath this beautiful robe? Because I have a feeling what might be underneath is delicious,'' he purred as he went to untie the knot that held your robe closed.

When it was untied he let that fall to the sides before hooking his hands underneath the fabric at your shoulders, allowing it to fall open and slide off your shoulders to reveal the gorgeous red bikini you've got especially for this trip. He took it off and put it away in your beach bag to wear later, and he didn't try to hide the fact that he was checking out how gorgeous you look in the bikini. It always made you feel good to know you could still surprise Tom in ways like this, even after all these years together. ''I take it that you like what you see?'' you teased as he slowly roamed his hands over your thighs and up to your hips. ''Delicious...'' is all he said before he surged forward to kiss you with a burning passion.

The two of you had another little make-out session on the beach before you had to apply sunscreen on both yourself as well as Tom. ''Why don't you lay down for me, darlin', that way I can rub you with some sunscreen,'' you purred this time and he happily complied, laying on his stomach first. You straddle his legs to apply it to his back and neck first, taking your sweet time before moving down to both his legs after which he turned around. That time you straddle him right over his groin and act like you're doing nothing wrong, but you can feel him growing hard as you softly grind on him while rubbing the sunscreen on his chest and stomach. ''If you keep doin' that, my love, we might be sent off for public indecency,'' he said as he grabbed your hips to get you to still your movements.

''But I wasn't even doing anything, Daddy,'' you whispered in his ear before giving him a soft pat on his chest as you sat back up. ''If you keep being such a tease you won't be cumming tonight, my love,'' he said with a stern voice and you immediately stopped, that's not what you were aiming for here. ''Sorry,'' is all you said before climbing off of him and laying on your stomach this time so Tom can apply sunscreen on your back too. He slowly massages it in and makes sure to get every single spot before doing the same to your legs and your stomach when you're flipped over. ''Hm, you're being such a good girl for me right now,'' he said as he leaned in for a kiss, and you chased him for more when he pulled away.

When the two of you were done you both picked up your books that you brought with you and just laid there reading in a comfortable silence for a while. You started to have the strange feeling you were being watched, so you put down your book and noticed a few fans staring at both of you, not sure whether to approach you or not. ''Darlin', want to go for a swim with me?'' you asked and he happily agreed, getting up so he could help you get up too, interlacing his fingers with yours as you walked towards the ocean. When you were almost here the two of you were stopped by the fans, asking for a picture and an autograph. ''Do you want me to take the picture for you?'' you asked, they usually wanted one just with Tom and that is perfectly fine, you were only known as Tom's wife anyways since you had a 'regular' office job.

''Oh no, we would love for you to join us!'' one of the girls said and you were pleasantly surprised by that fact, but you agreed happily. When the pictures were taken and Tom gave them all an autograph you were thanked profusely and the lovely girls wished both of you a happy vacation together. Tom grabbed a hold of your hand again and pulled you closer to him. ''I don't think I'll ever get used to people wanting to meet you,'' you chuckled. It was a part of your daily life, but it was still a little strange that people stopped him on the streets - or the beach, in this case - to take photos with him. ''It's okay, my love, you don't have to get used to it, and if you don't feel comfortable with it you know we don't have to stay for the photos right?'' he reassured you and you nodded.

After that the two of you went into the ocean and may or may not have had sex there, nobody will ever know even though you most definitely did. You spent time reading your books after that before it was time to go back to your beach house and get ready for your anniversary dinner that you had thought out. You and Tom switched each year who would make the reservations for your anniversary dinner and this year, it was your turn again. You found a fancy restaurant with authentic Mexican cuisine so you could get a true taste of the culture. Tom chose to wear a burnt orange suit and you wore a burnt orange dress to match him perfectly. Your hair was loose and your make-up light to let the dress be the star of the outfit.

When the two of you arrived you were treated like true celebrities and it felt nice, they probably knew who Tom is, and for once you wouldn't mind it if they treated you like that because they know who he is. ''To the rest of our lives, my love,'' Tom said as he picked up the glass of red wine and you did the same. ''To the rest of our lives, darlin','' you said and the two of you clinked your glasses before taking a sip and tasting the wine. Not long after the food arrived and the two of you were wrapped up in conversation. By the time dessert arrived you had a little surprise planned for Tom, because they put sparklers in the dessert to make it just a little bit more fun. ''Happy 7th anniversary'' was written across the plate and Tom stood up to give you a kiss, which you happily reciprocated.

After dinner, the two of you went back to your beach house and changed into comfortable lounge clothing so you could sit around the campfire that was currently roaring in the small backyard attached to the house. You got all the stuff needed for s'mores and Tom already sat down, eagerly waiting for his wife to come sit next to him and enjoy the warmth coming from the campfire. ''Welcome back, my love,'' he said as you sat down, leaning into Tom's side as if you were enjoying the atmosphere of the campfire right now. ''I love you, so much, my darlin', and I'm glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you,'' you said and you laid your head on his shoulder.

Making the s'mores was a pretty easy task and before the two of you knew it, they were all gone. Not much later you were straddling Tom and grinding your hips softly over his growing hardness as the two of you were wrapped up in yet another make-out session, you could never have enough of each other, and it was very noticeable with the everlasting honeymoon phase in your relationship. The passion was still there with a burning fire, and you two could be wrapped up in one another for days on end and still not have enough. But then again, that's why Tom got you the vibrator as a present, so the two of you could spice up your sex life in a different way.

You were letting out soft moans into Tom's mouth as he wrapped his arms around you and let his hands glide up and down your back, down to your ass where he have a gentle squeeze followed by a spanking on both cheeks which made you let out a little squeal. ''Oh Daddy, you make me feel so good,'' you moaned in between kisses, and Tom slowly lifted your shirt over your head as you continued your rolling motion on his lap, feeling the friction and the heat pooling there more and more. You decided not to wear a bra after dinner and you're glad you didn't, seeing the content look on your husband's face as he saw your bare breasts and perky nipples in front of him.

''Hm, already starting to get a little needy for me, my love?'' he asked as you let out a soft whine at the summer breeze blowing over your nipples, and all you could do is nod in response. He bends over to take one of your nipples in his mouth and starts suckling on it a little, as his hands wander over your hips and waist, rubbing circles on your back before moving to the front as he cups your breasts in his hands. He lets out a groan at the same time a deep moan leaves your lips as you grind harder onto his achingly hard cock. ''Fuck, love, just like that,'' he grits out through his teeth as he starts rubbing his thumbs over your nipples, making you writhe under his touch. When your orgasm is getting closer, Tom can tell by the way your moans get quicker and he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking and slightly biting it until you become a complete mess and soak your panties and both your pants from your orgasm.

''Hm, someone's a little eager this evening,'' he says as he gives the same treatment to the other nipple, letting you ride out your orgasm and come down from your high which he manages to extend a little by playing with your nipples. He could do this for hours on end and never get sick of it, but now he wants to taste you after your orgasm, so he wraps his arms around your waist and he stands up. You instinctively wrap your legs around his hips and he walks both of you inside before gently placing you onto the bed. ''Such a good girl for me, my love,'' he says as he pushes your thighs apart, enjoying the wet spot your juices have created in your pants. ''So needy that you couldn't even wait to cum, huh?'' he asks and you nod, ''Yeah Daddy, need you so bad right now,'' you whimper and Tom just gets a big grin on his face, he loves having you like this.

''Now tell me, what is it that my baby wants? Does she want to cum like the good girl I know she is?'' Tom teases a little and you desperately nod, you want all the orgasms he's willing to give you, in whichever way he wants to give them to you. ''Yeah Daddy, please, need to cum again for you,'' you beg a little and Tom feels himself getting even harder, not that he thought that was even possible after the way he just made you cum. He kneels on the bed with his legs on the sides of yours and goes to take off your pants, leaving your panties on just a little longer, because he has a plan with those. When your pants are off he leans over to give you one more deep kiss before grabbing the handcuffs you brought your favorite red fluffy pair to match the new bikini you bought.

''I want you to be a good little slut for me tonight, so I can make you cum as many times as I want. That means you will have your hands cuffed together, so you won't be able to touch me, or yourself, is that okay with you?'' he asks and you tell him it's okay. ''Yes Daddy, please cuff me,'' you sigh a little and he gladly cuffs you to the top of the bed so you can't move your hands below your head. After that, he slowly litters your chest and stomach with kisses until the reaches the band of your panties, tugging them off with his teeth to make you go a little crazy and squirm under his touches. When he's pulled them off, he stuffs them in your mouth as a gag, to keep you a little more silent. ''As much as I love all the pretty noises you can make, I want you to be silent tonight, my love. You wouldn't want to disturb anyone else when you fall apart over and over, would you?'' he asked and you shook your head in response.

You relax a little as he rubs his hands over your stomach and hips, and he gets into position to eat you out like you deserve, he wants to drink every last drop of the juices that flow out of you and he can't wait any longer. He drags two fingers through your folds and he can feel you're soaking wet for him, making him go almost feral. ''God, such a wet slut for me, bet you're such a desperate, needy girl now,'' he smirks before slowly inserting two fingers in you at once, making you groan deeply as your back arches at the feeling, you're still sensitive from the orgasm you had earlier and Tom is well aware of this fact. Shortly after pumping his fingers in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, he attaches his mouth to your clit and it feels like you would combust right then and there, your orgasm so close you can almost taste it.

You let out a few muffled moans from behind your gag and Tom just smirks a little as he licks and sucks on your clit, while picking up the pace of his fingers, making that impeding orgasm come closer at a quick pace. ''Want to cum for me, love? Need to cum for your Daddy?'' he asks and you nod frantically while letting out muffled whimpers, your hips bucking up involuntarily as your back arches too, and you fall apart not long after. He picks up the pace of his fingers and tongue even more as he starts licking through your folds, but keeping his attention mostly on your clit and before you know it, you squirt all over his face when he curls his fingers to find your perfect spot. ''Oh fuck, yes, squirt all over my face, cum for me love, you're doing perfect right now,'' he says and he rides out your orgasm on his fingers before he gives a trail of small kisses up your face.

''For this part, I need to loosen up those beautiful hands of yours, my love, because I'm going to need some help working the vibrator into myself,'' Tom said, as your eyes grew wide. Sure, you've done this before with him, but your new vibrator would be even better, and Tom grabs both the vibrator and some lube so you can help him get ready. You squirt some lube onto your fingers as Tom spreads his cheeks for you, his face laying on the pillows where your head just was. Then you proceed to squirt some on his tight hole before rubbing it softly, trying to get him to relax. ''You're doing so well for me, darlin', just relax and before you know it you will have all the pleasure,'' you said softly and you could feel him relax under your touch, and before you know it, you can slide one finger in, working him open slowly.

Not long after you can fit in 2 more fingers and when he's comfortable with that, you slowly pull your fingers out as Tom lets out a soft whine at the loss of your fingers. ''I know darlin', but you will feel something much better than my fingers soon,'' you cooed as you lubed the vibrator, before pushing it up to his now relaxed hole. It takes a bit for him to fully relax but before you know it you can slowly slide in the tip, and the more the takes, the noisier he becomes. He lets out soft whines and moans at the feeling of immense pleasure, and it isn't even turned on yet. You turned it in a way that the clit stimulator part would fit perfectly against his perineum, giving him even more intense pleasure as it would be turned on soon. ''It's in, darlin','' you whisper in his ear and he sits up, adjusting to the feeling.

''On your hands and knees in front of me, ass up in the air,'' he commands and you happily agree with it, as you do what he says, awaiting what will happen to you soon. He lands a few slaps on your ass before spreading your ass and looking at both your hole and your pussy looking back at him. ''Hm, such a perfect girl for me, sitting like this for your Daddy. Tell me, do you want Daddy's cock inside you? Are you needy for Daddy's thick cock?'' he asks and you whimper again, this time into the pillows where your head is buried. Tom grabbed the remote of the vibrator and turned it on, making sure it was not too high as he doesn't want to cum too soon, but the second he turns it on he already lets out a needy whine at the feeling of it against both his prostate and his perineum.

He grabbed your hips with a bit of force and pulled you towards him, so he can rub his cock through your folds, using your dripping juices as the lube he needs to sink into you. He doesn't wait long as he thrusts into you in one smooth motion, bottoming out immediately making you let out a very high shriek that turned into a long moan as you adjusted to his size again. ''F-fuck Daddy, feels good,'' you moan and he starts thrusting into you, which makes the vibrator thrust into his prostate so Tom knows he won't last long like this, but he didn't care. It felt too good to worry about that, all he cares about is making both you and himself cum. ''Pussy feels so tight, feels so good for me, god you're made for me, love,'' he groans as he chases both your highs, and you snake your arm underneath your body to play with your clit.

''Oh, D-daddy, gonna cum, need to cum!'' you moan out and with a few more thrusts you squirt all over, the stimulation becoming too much as you can feel the vibrator too. Not long after Tom squirts thick ropes of his warm cum deep inside your pussy as his orgasm takes him over completely, the vibrator stimulating his prostate more and more, prolonging both your orgasms until neither of you can take it anymore. Tom pulls out of you and you whine at the loss, and he quickly takes out the vibrator because he's overstimulated, and he turns it off before he lays down beside you. He pulls you close to him and cradles you into his arms as he rubs soothing circles over your back.

''You did so well for me tonight, my love. You were perfect for me, and I love you so much,'' he cooed in your ear along with other sweet nothings and you smiled a little bit before finally being able to lift your head a bit. ''Love you,'' you muttered and Tom bent down to give you a longing kiss on your lips, which he slowly deepened, but he still kept it soft as he explored your mouth with his tongue in a lacy pace. When he pulls apart he tucks a curl behind your ear as he looks loving into your eyes, he would never get enough of seeing those beautiful eyes of yours. The rest of the night was spent with cuddles, a nice bath, and even more cuddles before falling asleep in each other's arms, limbs tangled in a way that neither of you knows where one begins, and the other ends. Neither of you would ever want to have it any other way.

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holdmytesseract · 1 year

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Guuuuys! Remember, when I told ya'll something big is coming your way? Well... Here it is! 😁

It's my first collab project with the wonderful @fictive-sl0th ! 🥰😁 Want to have a tiny sneak peek?

"Against the odds"

"Consequences?" You looked once again up to your big brother, swallowing hard. "Yes, consequences..."

"Why don't you go out to one of your clubs or tanning studios? I bet there are a lot of girls, who would love to spread their legs for you, because I am apparently not enough! Oh wait, no, I've got an even better idea!" You exclaimed in mock surprise and gave him the most ironic smile possible. "Why don't you just go, fuck yourself?!"

Wet, short blonde-brown hair was curling itself on top of his head, causing a few droplets to run down the side of his face. Past those baby blue eyes, which were shining in the early morning sunlight.

The taglist is open! So if you want to be tagged, let me or @fictive-sl0th / @ladycamillewrites know! 😁

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Distractions- Chapter 5

Distractions Masterlist

Pairing: Reader x FWB!Tom Hiddleston

Series Warnings: SMUT, fluff, angst, friends with benefits

You woke to your phone ringing.

“Who the hell is calling you this early?” Tom grumbled sleepily.

You sat up and grabbed your phone. “Sorry,” you quickly apologized before answering the call. It was the assistant to the director with whom you were supposed to meet the night before for a consultation. They had hired someone else. “I completely understand. Thank you for the opportunity,” you said before hanging up.

Tom rolled over towards you and opened his eyes. “Everything alright?”

You cleared your throat, trying your best to hide your disappointment. “Yeah! No worries.”

“You sure?” he asked, concerned. “You sounded a lot like I do when a casting director tells me they’re ‘going in a different direction.’”

“That’s essentially what it was,” you told him, laying back down on your side to face him and propping yourself up on your elbow. “But it’s kind of to be expected when you skip out on the audition.” You chuckled, but Tom just frowned.

“Shit,” he said in realization. “Was that the meeting you were supposed to go to yesterday? I thought you said you rescheduled.”

You shrugged. “I guess they met with someone else who was available to fill the last minute opening and they decided to go with them for the film.”

“Who’s the director?” he asked. “Depending on who it is, I might be able to pull a few strings…”

You smiled and shook your head. “That’s sweet of you, but I’m sure whoever they hired deserved it. Besides, I want my success in my career to be because of what I do, not who I know, especially if I’ve slept with them.”

He nodded in agreement, but the concern didn’t leave his face. “I still feel bad that you missed it because of my moping,” he said, absentmindedly running the back of his index finger up and down the forearm you were using to prop your head up.

“Nonsense,” you insisted. “You’re my friend and you were feeling down. I wanted to be here for you. Plus, I got quite a few orgasms out of it, so don’t feel too sorry for me.” You smiled and winked at him.

“Well then,” he began, inching his face closer to yours as he slipped his hand between your thighs. “Perhaps you ought to have one or two more this morning, just to show my appreciation.”

“I mean, if you insist,” you replied playfully, spreading your legs for him as his lips met yours in a sensual kiss. You sighed into his mouth as you felt his fingers glide through your folds. As the kiss intensified, you crept your hand down his abs until your touch was met with his hot, hard length. You stroked your fingertips lightly along the shaft, but just when you were about to wrap your hand around it, your alarm went off on your phone.

“No,” he quickly protested against your lips. You took your hand away from his expectant hard-on to reach for your phone. “No, no, no,” he continued to protest, still refusing to release your lips from his own. Despite this, you hesitantly pulled your lips away in order to silence the alarm, but Tom simply moved his kisses to your neck, and began lightly drawing circles on your clit.

“Fuck,” you huffed, trying your best to keep a clear head. “I have to go.” He responded by sucking at the spot under your ear and adding more pressure to your clit, causing you to gasp and let out an involuntary moan. Your body was betraying you. “I’m–mmmm– I’m s-serious, Tom.”

“Then tell me to stop,” he whispered in your ear. He had you there. You weren’t going to tell him to stop. You couldn’t, and he knew it.

“Bastard,” you breathed out. He snickered into the crook of your neck, before giving it a little nip and licking over the teeth marks. He quickened his pace on your clit and you tossed your phone aside and found his cock again. You wasted no time as you grabbed it firmly and began pumping it with long, deliberate strokes. The faster he rubbed your clit, the faster you stroked his cock, as if it was some sort of competition. You began to lose your rhythm, however, as you came closer and closer to your peak. Your moans became louder and more high pitched until you finally fell over the edge, squeezing his throbbing length as you came. He lifted his head to watch you come undone while he bucked his hips, thrusting into your hand in order to chase his own release. Soon enough, just as you were coming down from your high, he buried his face in your neck once again and groaned as you felt his dick pulse in your hand, cum spurting onto your belly, your arm, and the bed sheets.

You both laid there for a moment, breathing heavily in one another’s ears. Then he looked down between your bodies. “Sorry for the mess, love,” he chuckled as he got up to get a wet washcloth from the bathroom. He came back to the bed to find you licking the cum off of your forearm. You giggled when you caught him staring, clearly enjoying the sight.

“Unfortunately, I’m not flexible enough to reach my stomach,” you teased him, reaching out for the washcloth. He ignored your outstretched hand and climbed back into bed and began cleaning you up himself. While he did so, you looked over at the clock on his bedside table. “Shit! I’m gonna be late!” You frantically searched for your phone, and when you found it, you called Kaitlyn immediately.

“What’s up, boss?” she answered, cheerfully as always.

“Hey! I’m running a bit late,” you told her.

“Are you actually running? You sound a bit winded,” she asked, a bit concerned. It was then that you realized you were still breathing kind of heavily. Tom, who was being overly thorough, and annoyingly sensual with the washcloth, must have been able to hear her because he unsuccessfully bit back a chortle. You shoved his shoulder and put your finger to your lips to tell him to be quiet.

“Are you able to set up on your own?” you asked. “I promise I’ll get there before Mr. Hiddleston arrives!” You saw a smirk creep across Tom’s face when you said this.

“Absolutely!” she replied enthusiastically, undoubtedly excited for the chance to show you she could handle more responsibility. “Not a problem at all!”

“Thank you so much. I’ll see you–” You were cut off momentarily by the sensation of Tom rubbing the cold, damp cloth over your overstimulated pussy. “--shortly,” you finished in a slightly higher pitch than intended. After you hung up the phone, you shot him a disapproving look. “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?”

“I saw an opportunity and I took it,” he quipped, twirling the cloth around on his finger and then slinging it over his shoulder, a smug smile playing on his lips.

“Careful, Tommy boy,” you warned, getting out of bed and walking toward the bathroom. “You might find that retribution tends to hit harder than the original transgression.” You shot him a playfully sinister look over your shoulder before closing the door behind you.

Once in the bathroom, you spotted yourself in the mirror and noticed the bite mark Tom had left on your neck. “Shit!”

“What’s wrong?” you heard him ask from the other side of the door.

You flung the door open and pointed at the bruise. “I don’t have time to cover this up!” He pressed his lips together, clearly attempting to fight a smile. “It’s not funny,” you told him, despite the slight giggle in your voice. “Will you please just go get my bag?”

“Of course,” he replied, smiling to himself. He quickly pulled on a pair of boxers and went to go get your bag, which you had dropped as soon as he had hastily pulled you in the door the night before. That morning you were especially grateful to yourself for making a habit of keeping a toothbrush, some extra clothes, and some basic makeup supplies in your work bag, not long after that first night you spent at Tom’s place.

As soon as he handed you your bag, you began getting ready as quickly as you could. You were in the middle of applying your makeup when Tom appeared in the doorway, fully dressed and ready. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry, but I’m supposed to be at the studio in 20 minutes, so I really need to go.” he told you apologetically.

“Oh no you don’t, Hiddleston,” you scolded him, briefly pausing your mascara to shoot him a stern look. “I promised Kaitlyn I would get there before you, so if I’m late, you’re late.”

“I can’t be late, darling. I’m never late.”

“You’re the one who made me late!” you argued.

“But won’t it look a bit odd if the first time I’m ever late just happens to be on a day when you also happen to be late?” he countered. You thought about this for a second, and realizing he was right, you rolled your eyes and let out a conceding huff as you quickly packed up your bag. “If it’s any consolation,” he added as you stomped past him and he followed you out of the bedroom. “You look amazing as always.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you muttered while you gathered your various clothing items from last night, precariously strewn about the foyer and lounge. “Where the fuck are my panties!”

Tom cleared his throat loudly, and you looked up to see him leaning casually against the wall by the front door with a smirk on his face, your black lace thong dangling from the tip of his index finger.

“Thanks,” you said bluntly as you grabbed them and shoved them in your bag and stalked out the door.

…

As soon as you parked, you ran to your trailer. “I’m so sorry, Kaitlyn,” you managed to get out between panting breaths as you walked through the door.

“Don’t worry about it,” she waved you off. “Are you okay?”

You nodded your head. “Yeah, no, I’m fine. Just a crazy morning.”

“Good morning, ladies,” Tom’s voice came from behind you.

“Morning,” you and Kaitlyn responded in unison, though Kaitlyn’s tone was much cheerier than your own.

Tom sat down in the chair and you and Kaitlyn went straight to work.

Looking around, you were impressed with how well everything was prepped, just the way you liked it. “Nice job setting up, Kait!”

“Not bad for my first solo prep, huh?” she boasted.

Tom raised his eyebrows in feigned surprise. “Solo?”

“Yep,” you played along. “I was running late this morning and she stepped up and covered for me.”

“Really?” he replied. “Well done, Kaitlyn!”

“Thank you,” she beamed at him. Then she turned to you with a knowing look on her face. “By the way, does that hickey on your neck have anything to do with why you were late?”

You kept your focus on what you were doing, but out of the corner of your eye you could see Tom in the mirror, bringing his hand to his mouth and casually running his fingers over his lips. You knew it was to hide his expression. “I’d rather not say…”

Kaitlyn’s face lit up. “It is, isn’t it! You got some! Who’s the lucky guy or gal?”

You shook your head and chuckled awkwardly. “I don’t think Tom wants to hear us talk about my sex life right now.”

“Oh I don’t mind,” he interjected. “I’m a little curious myself, actually.”

So he wants to play? you thought. Then let’s play.

“You two are so nosy,” you scolded them. “Anyway, you wouldn’t know him, and I don’t know if I’d sleep with him again.” You glanced briefly at Tom through the mirror. He shifted slightly in his seat but he had a calculated expression of only mild interest.

“Was he that bad?” Kaitlyn asked with a slight cringe.

“Oh no, he’s quite good,” you clarified, noticing the corner of Tom’s mouth twitch slightly. “But I don't know if I should continue sleeping with someone who is going to distract me and make me late for work.”

Kaitlyn shrugged. “I mean, if he’s that good though…”

“Forgive me,” Tom interjected yet again. “But is it possible this guy finds you so physically irresistible that he had to have you the moment he woke up? In which case, you might want to keep someone like that around.” You and Kaitlyn both looked at him and he threw his hands up defensively. “I’m only playing devil’s advocate.”

Kaitlyn nodded her head in agreement. “He has a point.”

“It’s possible,” you answered thoughtfully. “But I think it’s more likely that he let his morning wood get the better of him and I mistakenly let him. And I don’t have time for that.”

“So you’d give up mind-blowing sex just because you were late to work?” Kaitlyn asked skeptically. Tom looked at you expectantly, unable to hide his smug smile.

“I never said it was ‘mind-blowing,’” you asserted. Tom’s smile faded. “And I’m a workaholic! It just doesn’t seem worth it.”

“Alright, alright,” Kaitlyn conceded. “If you say so.” She didn’t look convinced. Meanwhile, Tom got suspiciously quiet, and remained so until you finished with his hair and makeup. That is until he texted you later during a break in shooting.

That night after work, you went home and immediately got in the shower, with the intention of then drying your hair, putting on some mascara, and slipping on some sexy lingerie before Tom arrived. However, you were only halfway through your shower when you heard his voice and it made you jump.

“Why hello, gorgeous,” he said from the doorway of your bathroom, eyeing your naked figure through the steamy shower door.

“Fuck, Tom!” you exclaimed, peaking your head out from behind the foggy glass. “You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

“Sorry, darling,” he began to apologize as he started to unbutton his shirt. “Actually, I’m not sorry at all, given the view I walked in on.” He walked toward you. “You did say to come over whenever.”

“I also said I needed time to freshen up, and I assumed you’d give me more than 10 minutes,” you responded as you went back to lathering yourself up with your loofah.

“Then I guess you’ll just have to be more specific next time,” he said above the sound of his belt buckle hitting the tile floor. “Or perhaps you were secretly hoping I would walk in on you in the shower.” His voice was in your ear at that point and you felt his arms snake around your waist from behind.

You leaned your head back against his shoulder. “I wasn’t, truthfully, but now that you’re here, would you be a dear and get my back?” You handed him the loofah and he obliged with a small chuckle. He softly scrubbed your back, then replaced the loofah with his hands, running them over your back, then down your sides, following the curves of your waist and hips where he stopped. He pressed his fingertips firmly into your hips and pulled you back into him. He began kissing your neck and you felt his erection twitch against your ass, so you rolled your hips, grinding against him and ushering a soft moan from his lips. One of his hands slid down to the apex of your thighs and began slowly and gently stroking your pussy, while his other hand came up to massage your tit. You sighed as you reached back and softly stroked your fingers over the back of his neck, silently telling him to keep going. He did just that. He ran his middle finger along your slit, never actually entering you, then spread your arousal to your clit and rubbed circles into it, harder and harder until he could tell you were close, and then he went back to your slit and lazily traced it up and down. You whined as your climax evaded you, but he just snickered in your ear and repeated his actions, building you up to your peak and then stopping just before you reached it. Another whimper escaped your throat. You were getting frustrated, but you thought perhaps he would follow the rule of three, so you let him do it again. This time he brought you so close, you almost started to cum, but then he took his hand away completely.

“Ugh! You bloody tosser!” you growled, whipping around to face him. Before you could tell him off however, he captured your lips with his and pinned you against the shower wall with such a force that it briefly knocked the wind out of you. Then he grabbed your thighs, hoisted your legs up and over his hips, and quickly lined his cock up with your entrance before slamming into you. “Jesus FUCK,” you cried out. He immediately began pounding into you, grunting and panting heavily in your ear. Your loud, high pitched moans echoed off the tiled walls as his pubic bone rubbed against your throbbing clit, and his cock, like a hot steel rod, hit you over and over in just the right spot. You were rapidly approaching the climax you’d been denied thrice prior, and when you finally reached it, your vision became blurry and you were seeing stars. You screamed as Tom fucked you through it, never letting up on his pace, even as you started to come down from your high. Tears formed in your eyes from overstimulation, but then, without warning, you were hit with another earth-shattering orgasm. You squeezed your legs around him and raked your nails across his back, causing him to hiss and groan, while his name erupted from your lungs.

Once you felt your body begin to relax again, you let your head fall forward onto Tom’s shoulder, whimpering slightly from once again feeling over stimulated. That’s when he finally let up, pulling his still rock-hard length out of you and putting your legs back down for you to stand. Much to your surprise, however, he swiftly turned you around to face the wall and pulled your hips back, entering you from behind. You gasped and leaned forward to brace yourself against the wall, spreading your legs as wide as you could. He started thrusting into you once again, just as fast and hard as he did before, as if there had been no interruption. This new position gave your raw, swollen clit a much needed break, while also creating a delicious new angle for his dick to reach your A-spot.

Despite your better judgement, you begged him to fuck you harder, and somehow he did. The bathroom was filled with both of your moans, as well as the sounds of wet skin slapping skin as his pelvis smacked against your ass over and over under the running water. Soon your legs began to shake violently as you edged closer to another orgasm.

“Oooooohh my GOD!” you cried, your back arching and your cunt spasming around his girth. You were sure your legs would have given out from under you had Tom not been holding your hips so tightly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!!” He gave a hard thrust with each word before finally stilling his hips, cumming hard along with you.

When he was finished, he loosened his grip on your hips, but as soon as he did so, your legs wobbled so he quickly grasped you firmly again, gently pulled his spent cock out of you, and carefully lowered you to your knees so you could then move to sit on the shower floor, resting your back and head against the wall. Then he turned off the now cold water, threw away the condom he must have slipped on before he got in the shower with you, and then sat next to you on the floor, both of you out of breath.

Still using the wall to support your head, you turned it slightly to look at him. “What the actual fuck was that?” you breathed out.

“You liked it?” he asked with a drunken looking smile.

You let out a breathy chuckle. “What gave that away?”

He laughed. “Mind-blowing?” he asked, recalling Kaitlyn’s words from that morning.

“You could say that, I suppose,” you teased, nodding your head.

A wide grin spread across his face as he looked up at the ceiling, still panting. “I’ll take it!”

You leaned your head on his shoulder while the two of you caught your breaths. After a few moments of comfortable silence, you realized something. “One problem though.”

“What’s that?” he replied.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to get up off of this floor anytime soon,” you told him. You both burst into a laughing fit, leaning against one another for support.

When the two of you were finally able to gather some composure, Tom scooped you up and carried you to your bed. He gently laid you down, then flopped down next to you, propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at you, clearly trying and failing to hide a proud smirk.

“What’s that look for?” you asked.

“Nothing,” he replied. “I just don’t think I’ve ever actually fucked anyone to the point where they literally couldn’t walk!”

You chuckled and shook your head, and then you looked down and noticed that his cock was hard. “How the hell are you hard again already after all that?”

“You just look so sexy laying there like that, looking all flustered and fucked out,” he said, leaning down and bringing his face close to yours with a blushing smile.

“Really? Because I could have sworn it was just your own ego, knowing you fucked me so well,” you teased, before your lips met in a slow and sensual kiss. At a natural breaking point you pulled away to look at him. “So, I don’t think my pussy can take any more tonight, but I’d still be happy to help you get off in other ways.” You lifted your eyebrows at him in exaggerated insinuation. “I mean, I got three incredible orgasms; you could at least get two…”

Tom’s face lit up like a child on Christmas.

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raqnarokr · 1 year

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Chapter 6 - Being Domestic with Loki

Moodboard made by me (credits of the gif and pictures goes to the respective owners)

Pairing || Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

Summary || What is it like to being domestic (and fluff) with Loki?

Word Count || Around 400

Warnings and Contents || domestic fluff, mention of Thor and Jane, mention of MET Gala, Emmy's and The Oscars, mention of IKEA, reader is afraid of thunderstorms.

Author's note || The domestic prompts are from @a-u-prompts

Disclaimer || English is not my first language, so my apologies for any misunderstandings or mistakes.

→ Headcanons (Loki Edition) Masterlist

Being domestic with Loki would include:

Doing laundry.

Falling asleep in each other's arms while watching a movie or tv show.

Refurbishing the house.

Going furniture/house shopping.

Planning a surprise party for a family member (most likely Thor, who would bring Jane too).