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lokisrealpurpous · 6 months

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words hurt like a blade

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father!loki x daughter!reader

warnings: bullying, sh, mentions of sewersl*de, mentions of scars, description of blood and wounds, angst, mention of weight.

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when loki finds out his little girl isn't dealing with things well, falling into dangerous habits that he once did too, he does everything to try and look after her.

☆ please please do not read this if you find anything in the warnings list at all triggering, keep yourself safe and I'm always here if anyone needs me or just needs someone to message ☆

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

your pov:

After my father had gained the trust of the Avengers we've stayed at the tower, it was a new start which meant: new schools, new people and a completely changed routine, it was draining.

I joint the high school that Parker went to, he was a close friend, being the only other kid my age on the team, and tried everything he could to help me fit in, but as fate leads the path, I was the target of everyone that walked into my life.

As the days moved on antagonisingly slowly it got worse and worse, it began with names, roumers, nudges and smirks but was becoming more than just a lurking shadow, it hurt, it was exhausting.

"sort your face out"

"you alright fatty?"

"just kill yourself"

"cut your arms open"

It was the same threats everyday, along with fights and pushing and shoving and arguments.. getting worse... and worse as the weeks went by. It wasn't just a voice i could ignore anymore.

I began to not go into school, I stopped eating or I ate too much, I struggled to brush my hair, brush my teeth, shower, all the hope of that once little girl inside me had been burnt. Words hurt like a blade..

2 years clean.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

lokis pov:

I knew something was going on. The circles under her eyes were painted black, her hair was in dreads and her body was slow and achey. She refused to go into school and she rarely came out her room, and every now and then she'd be sick, but ive just brushed it off as anxiety.

I missed my little girl, my todler running in fits of giggles around The Gardens of Asgard Castle. The way her face was always illuminated with joy, the only tears that every stained her face was from happiness or a graze. I had gone wrong.. I know I have at some point, she's in pieces that neither of us know how to put back together but I'll always be there with the glue to seal the cracks.. she's my princess and she always will be.

The setting sun casted a golden brushstroke across the towers corridors, I haven't heard from y/n all day, not for food, nor anything, so I slowly paced down the silent rooms to her door, knocking gently as I twisted the handle.

your pov:

My breath was caught in my throat, strangled as the harsh words tangled in my head. I gasped for air as tears flooded down my crimson cheeks, desperately rummaging through my beside drawers with shakey hands.

where was it...

I mumbled, merely a whisper.

where is my b..

there it was. I felt the cold metal against my fingertips, the small blade burning my skin with fear and defeat.

2 years clean.

I pulled up my sleeve desperately and stared holes into my arms, only then to press the small razor against my arm.. deeper and deeper... then dragging it across the frail skin which cried sepia teardrops.

My eyes winced in pain, but my shoulders fell in relief, like the tension breathed through the cuts that patterned my arm. 1...2...3...4. The sence of control betrayed me as I cut over and over again, they faded white before they painted my arms red and the salty tears that clung onto my lashes fell with no sympathy as they sung the fresh cuts.

14... 15... 16...

then there was a knock.. shit.

I fumbled with the stomach twisting scene before me, the blade fell onto the icy wooden floor and the once white bedsheets were ruined with the blood of self pity. I gasped between clenched teeth as I pulled down my sleeve over the deep cuts.. and grabbed a book off the table next to me.. it was too late to grab the razor below me.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

lokis pov:

my heart sunk to my legs. the sheets were red. her eyes were irritated and rashed, her hands were shaking violently and her lip was quivering subtlety. Swiftly my eyes wandered over to see the blood dripping knife on the floor.. a small puddle dripping through the floor boards.. my angel.

I went to walk towards her but my body was trapped in a paralysis of fear and guilt, seeing her eyes overwhelmed with such emotion tore me to peaces. How could she have done this to herself.

what have you done..

I whispered, loud enough for her to hear me, evident when her voice cracked into antagonising sobs.

I ran over to her vulnerable frame and took her limp, exhausted body into my arms, protecting her in a tight embrace. I felt the blood stain my shirt as it seeped through the fabric of her jumper, but ignored it as I rocked her shaken figure back and forth.

oh my angel

I said as I brushed strands of hair behind her ears.

why.. why would you do this...

All I could hear was whimpers and sniffles coming from her, tilting her chin up to look at me.

I'm here... I'm here...

I say softly and I hold her face in my cold hands.

May I?

I ask as I hold the end of her sleeve, when she nods I slowly pull it up, my eyes widening and my throst strangling me as the deep cuts were revealed.

your pov:

as he rolled up the sleve guilt drowned me.. I felt sick as I saw how deep the cuts were, and the terror on my father's face. My head felt faint and the blood continued to stream down my arm.. the last thing I saw was the corner of my eyes bluring black and myself falling into my fathers tense arms.

The next time I woke up, bright lights of the healers room pieced through my eyes, my head was pounding and everything was spinning in parades of colour and movement. my eyes trailed off to my arms which were bandaged, underneath I could feel the stitched that were sown through my wounded skin. To my left there was a moniter and my iron levels, they were life threateningly low, also told by my exhaustion, pale colour and excruciating headache. Then my eyes landed on my father, he was sat asleep on a chair infront of me, in the same clothes he was in the night it happened... however I had no clue how long ago that was. As he felt my consciousness he woke and rushed to my side.

are you alright princess?

he asked, his worry stabbing my heart. I nodded weakly and gave him a soft smile as he ran his hands through my hair.

you're safe.. you're going to be okay... I'm here I promise. Angel please come to me before you ever do anything like this... no matter what I am doing you come to me and I can help you.. I know what it's like.. I've been close to where you are and darling I cannot bare to loose you. I love you.

His voice broke and he clung onto me as to never let me go.

I knew then that I was safe with him.. but I had alot to question for once better.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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natxwidow · 2 years

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Hey guys should I start writing something ??

requests are open!!

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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you’re the best writing angst so i was wondering if i could request some angst with kylian where he cheats and she finds out please? no happy ending please?

writing this made me cry also i am sure kylian would not be like this in real life so this is all fictional haha

thank you for requesting this i hope you like it <3

kylian mbappe x reader

Was she worth it?

Twitter just fucked up your relationship.

You wished you weren’t so bored to go and spend hours and hours on Twitter but here you were, with your phone in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. You saw Kylian’s name trending on Twitter so you decided to check it out, you thought that maybe he was trending because of the upcoming game PSG had that week but nothing could have prepared you for what you were seeing.

Kylian, hand in hand with his best friend in one picture. Holding her waist in an other picture. Her kissing him on the cheek in the next picture. Kylian kissing her on the lips in the last picture. You knew he was having a “PSG dinner” but apparently he was at some party Neymar threw in one of the most exclusive clubs in Paris.

Those pictures went worldwide in a second.

“Kylian cheating on y/n is the last thing I needed to see” one of Kylian’s fan pages tweeted. You were glad that most of his fans were standing by your side, knowing that Kylian was madly in love with you and felt betrayed by this behaviour.

“What is they broke up and he’s just having fun?” someone else tweeted. How could you have break up when he posted a picture of the two of you together two days ago?

“I’m a daughter of divorced parents” someone else joked, you laughed a bit through tears knowing that it’s a typical fangirl thing to say. You said that too when Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston broke up so you couldn’t blame them.

“Finally he found someone prettier” someone said. That made you hurt. Millions of thoughts started running into your mind.

The worst part was probably that Neymar, one of your best friends was the one who threw the party and didn’t even invite you, probably knowing that Kylian was cheating on you. Everyone from the team was there. All of your friends and their wives and girlfriends, when Kylian only said it was a business dinner and you didn’t have to go because it would have been boring, instead he was partying and cheating on you. And everyone knew and said nothing.

You couldn’t explain what you were feeling. You were feeling humiliated, embarrassed, betrayed by the people you thought were your friends, sad, angry, disappointed and heart broken. A mix of everything that didn’t go well with the wine you were drinking.

You saw people tagging you on Instagram and decided to open it, it couldn’t have been worse that Twitter you thought. It was so wrong.

Neymar posted a few stories where everyone was having fun, drinking and dancing. Your best friend posted a video of Kylian and whoever that girl was who was sat on his lap while they were hugging. Your best friend. The man who threatened Kylian once you started dating. He posted a story where Kylian, that girl, Achraf and Hiba were there all laughing and having fun. Your two other friends. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, feeling betrayed by them and Kylian.

You knew everyone was drunk and that Neymar would have regretted posting those pictures the next day but it was too late. You saw the pictures, the whole world saw the pictures.

You put your Instagram private, unfollowing everyone who was there at the party and blocking them, including Kylian too.

You were so tired you went straight to bed and cried yourself to sleep.

Kylian got home around 3 am, drunk but not too drunk to know what happened that night. He knew he fucked up bad. Neymar started feeling guilty too he tried to reach your DMs but couldn’t find nothing on you, seeing you blocked him.

“She blocked me” he texted to Kylian who left him on read. Kylian immediately checked his insta but he couldn’t found you either, meaning you saw the pictures and the videos. He fucked up really bad.

He decided to sleep in the guest bedroom knowing you probably wouldn’t want to see him that night.

He woke up before you, feeling a little hungover but more worried about how his relationship might turn. He made some breakfast for the two of you and waited for you to wake up.

You didn’t even know that Kylian was back home so you simply got out of your bedroom and went straight to the kitchen, only to find Kylian sat at the table with a guilty look on his face.

Good. That’s how you wanted him to feel. Guilty. Humiliated. Alone. As you felt last night.

“Mon amour can we talk please?” he asked you but you immediately corrected him

“Y/n. Not mon amour, just y/n” you said with a hard look on your face. You had no more tears after last night. Sadness ran so madness and anger could walk. You thought about what to do all night and the answer was easy, breaking up with him in the most cruel way. You never felt so sad and humiliated like last night so it was only fair that he felt the same way.

“Baby please…” he said standing up from the chair and taking a few steps towards you but you backed off

“Y/n” you repeated

“I’m so sorry, I swear…” he said, a few tears falling from his eyes

“About what? Cheating? Lying? Humiliating me? Be more specific Mbappè” you said calling him by last name

“For everything…I wish I could say I was just drunk but I wasn’t, I just…I have no excuses but it wasn’t my intention to cheat on you” he said but you couldn’t help but laugh

“Are you even listening to yourself Kylian? First you lie to me telling me you have a business meeting, then I find out that you are with Neymar, my best friend who threw a party and didn’t even invite me, and for last I see pictures and videos of you cheating on me with I don’t know who, while laughing and having fun and all you can say is sorry?” you said, your hard look never leaving your face, you didn’t want to show your weakness because you knew that if you started crying you would forgive him “Do you know how I felt? When everyone I knew were having fun knowing that you cheated? I felt so fucking humiliated and sad and mad and all I wanted to do was never seeing you again, something that I’m going to do soon because you’ll never see me again Kylian” you said, your look never leaving his face

“What-what are you talking about?” he asked, his voice cracking a bit while tears fell from his face

“That it’s over. We’re done. You’re dead to me” you said taking off the promise ring he got you for your last birthday. A promise to love you that he couldn’t keep.

“No-no this isn’t real…I made a mistake I know, she doesn’t mean nothing to me, I need you here you-you can’t do this” he said fully crying. You’ve never seen Kylian crying so much and a part of you felt bad, the other part was proud of you for standing against him.

“I already did it. I’ll be back when you’re at practice so I can pack and leave…I don’t want to see you ever again, I only hope she was worth it” you said leaving your apartment, you didn’t care if you were wearing only your pajamas, you needed to get away from that house as soon as possible.

You reached for your car and once you were inside you let all of your tears fall. Sobs hurting your chest, your breathing fast and heavy. You started driving, you had no idea of where to go. When something bad happened and Kylian wasn’t there you would usually call Neymar but you couldn’t face him at the moment. But in the same time you were thinking about Neymar he popped up in the home of your phone, trying to call you.

You answered, ready to end him as you just did with Kylian.

“Y/n honey where are you? Kylian told me everything, are you safe? Are you driving?” he asked through the phone

“So now you care?” you asked, your voice breaking a little

“What you mean? Of course I care about you…” he said back

“Oh cut the bullshit! Did you have fun last night?” you sarcastically asked him

“Y/n listen to me…” he tried to speak but you stopped him

“No you listen to me. You were my best friend. Were because you’re a total stranger now to me. You had the nerve to post about Kylian and his new chick on your stories and now you’re asking me if I’m okay? Of course not! Kylian’s dead to me, I don’t want to ever see him again, he broke all of my trust and so did you…Ney I thought you really cared” you took a deep breath and continued talking “I don’t care how drunk you were, I don’t care honestly…just so you know, we’re done. You’re dead to me too, you and your little friend and all of the people who I thought were my friends. It’s over” you said before hanging up, not even giving him the chance to speak. He tried to call you back but you simply wouldn’t answer. You kept driving without nowhere to go. Almost an hour later you stopped in an empty parking lot, trying to recompose yourself and, with your spam account, checking instagram one last time to see if the news reached everyone. Apparently it did.

Kylian posted a picture of the teddy bear he gave you for your birthday and that you kept in the living room near the couch with a caption that said “a single mistake can turn your life upside down, i’ll regret it for the rest of my life but if you’re seeing this i wish you every good thing, you’re too pure for this world, love you forever, kylian”.

You sobbed a little but it was time for you to move one. You couldn’t break down now, everyone betrayed you, it was you and you only.

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plussizeappreciationfics · 2 months

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Can I request Bill skarsgard x plus! size reader/ Tom Hiddleston so Tom and the reader were dating but Tom cheated on her so she moved on with Bill Skarsgard they got married had kids a whole happy ending for the reader

Sorry for the long wait hun, here you go!!

„Any last words? “, you whispered to your now ex-boyfriend Tom. The British actor shook his head in and bowed his head in shame, just having watched you back your final belongs all while your best friend was waiting outside in your car.

You couldn’t help but let out a frustrated scoff while shaking your head in disapproval. “Really? An hour ago, you had no issues counting all my flaws and reasons why you decided to cheat on me with your friend…”. Tom sighed and shook his head again, still avoiding your piercing glare by playing with his tall fingers. You couldn’t describe the hot and burning anger burning all the way deep in your chest as you continued to shoot daggers at your ex-boyfriend.

“Well, I hope that she was worth it. Look at me and tell me that she was worth throwing away our three-year relationship, Tom”, you demanded with a cold tone. Tom finally lifted his head and looked straight at you, a part of him felt sorry that he had put you through so much betrayal, pain, and misery, but his blue eyes also showed something else. Another emotion. You squinted your eyes and stared at him without saying a word.

“(Y/N), I am very sorry that I cheated on you, but what Zawe and I have is something else…Something better.”.

A lump formed in your throat that was almost impossible to swallow as the tears started to brim your eyes, but you silently refused to give Tom the benefit of seeing you cry and break down again. You had wasted enough tears because of this man. His eyes showed relief. Relief that he now could be honest about his feelings and continue his life with his newfound love.

“Zawe is worth it. I know this must be so fucking hard for you to hear but I want to set my feelings straight. I regret cheating but not the fact that I ‘ve found the love I’ve always wanted. I’m sorry that you’re not it.

Fucking hell, this man had all the audacity and no shame whatsoever.

You nodded your head in pure disappointment and pursed your lips, still trying to swallow the disrespectful words that were just thrown at you. You lifted the final duffel bag and threw it over your shoulder, just wanting to disappear.

“You don’t even deserve any final words from me. “, you hissed and with this turned around and left your once shared bedroom, waiting until you had left Tom’s house and had hopped into your car where your best friend already was waiting to comfort you. You couldn’t even form any words, she had seen the look on your face before waiting until you had put your seatbelt on to give you a quick hug, glaring daggers at Tom’s house and silently wishing him the worst.

Your best friend made sure that you were somewhat stable before driving away, wishing that she could take away all your pain. To have witnessed you losing the man you loved so much was also very hard for her.

5 years later

“Bill” you giggled and watched your husband plant gentle kisses over your swollen stomach, your unborn daughter kicking in euphoria as she loved having her father’s attention. It was about nine a.m., your two-year-old son was still asleep after having a fussy night filled with lots of cries but also cuddles and reassurance that he wasn’t alone and very much loved. You and Bill soaked the silence in and just waited for your little ray of sunshine to wake up and fill your day with laughter and silliness.

Your husband pecked your stomach a few more times and chuckled gently when his daughter showed that she wanted more love by poking her tiny foot out of your left side of your stomach. “Oof”, you sighed and laughed, wondering how something so small could be yet so strong.

“Hey, don’t hurt mommy, ok? She’s taking such good care of you, your brother and me. We all love her so much”, your husband praised before shifting his position so that he was lying right next to you, his hand now gently placed on your stomach and staring lovingly into your beautiful eyes.

You couldn’t help but melt away at this beautiful sight, your heart swelling in your chest as you felt pure happiness and peace slowly tingle through your body. The pregnancy was going fine, and you only had two more months left before your daughter would grace the world with her presence, completing your beautiful family. Bill was the best thing that had ever happened to you.

“I love you so much, (Y/N)”, your husband whispered and gently caressed your soft cheek, drinking in the breathtaking sight of the love of his life just lying there, looking like a goddess. Pride and joy filled his heart as he shook his head in astonishment, still not being able to comprehend the fact that he had to absolute honor of having you in his life, carrying life inside you.

All you could do was whisper that you loved him back while grinning from ear to hear. Bill pulled you closer and let his head rest in the crook of your neck, inhaling and humming in pleasure when your delicate scent hit his nostrils. You closed your eyes and just remember all the beautiful memories you’ve mad with this man.

How weird was it that just years ago, your heart got so destroyed that you had lost all hopes of finding love again. The days and nights you had spent crying yourself to sleep while having your entourage and the social media flaunt the relationship of your ex right in your face. Even going offline and deleting all your social media accounts didn’t help because you were constantly faced with a fact or sight of your ex enjoying his life with his now fiancé and their toddler. You had to quit your job, move away before the deep wound in your heart was able to slowly heal.

And now here you were, lying in bed with the love of your life and enjoying this peaceful moment.

“Mama! Dada!” the voice of your son rang through the room as your baby monitor blinked, notifying that your son was now wide awake. You and Bill both looked at the small screen placed on your nightstand with a wide smile on your faces. The little ball of pure joyous energy was now conscious and ready to turn your day upside down with silliness and laughter. “I’ll get the little man and prepare breakfast for us, my love. You stay still and enjoy a few more minutes and peace and quietness” your husband chuckled before pressing a tender kiss on your mouth, which let your lips tingle and yearn for more kisses. “Thanks”, you whispered before closing your eyes and laughing while your son starting singing a made up song while tumbling around in his small bed, already wreaking havoc.

-Emmanuelle

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the-desilittle-bird · 1 year

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moonstruck-poet · 6 months

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Unexpected Surprise

Pairing - Tom Hiddleston x reader!

Summary -

Warnings -

Tysm for the lovely request anon and sorry it took so long<33 I really hope it was as per your wishes

"Tom? Can you come in here for a minute please?" Your voice called out through the apartment and footsteps followed.

"Yeah?" He popped his head in the bedroom and laughed at the scene before him. His son and daughter sitting on the bed, their hair covered in what look like white snow.

While you stood in front of them, trying to be stern but he saw you biting your lip to prevent laughter. Your one year old boy nestled in your arms, somehow sleeping peacefully amidst all the chaos.

"Now what happened here hmm?" He sauntered inside with a curious expression and looked at the twins, crossing his arms.

"Pillow fight!" They chorused and raised their little arms above their heads and your heart melted.

"Okay," he walked closer to the children, taking baby steps and you understood his next intentions immediately and you stepped back, wrapping both of your arms around your baby.

"Then let's go for a round two!" They barely had time to process his statement before he grabbed a small pillow and threw it softly at the two.

They retorted quickly, standing up and squealing as they joined forces to attack their father making you laugh at the unity.

James stirred and your palm went to cover his ears as you exited the room and went into his nursery, sitting on the small bed.

A smile made its way on your lips as you admired your little creation. The soft curls atop his head similar to yours while his baby blue irises a carbon copy of your husband's. This had been the case with the twins too. They both had inherited your hair and his eyes.

His little fist was holding tightly onto your finger as you slowly rocked him, luring him into a deep sleep though you didn't worry too much. He was quite a heavy sleeper, much like yourself.

You caressed his head, your heart squeezing when he leaned right into your hand. He clearly was a mama's boy.

All of your children were actually. They of course loved Daddy, but could only ever stop crying in your presence.

The door opened softly and in entered your husband. You heard the silence that followed his entrance and knew that Jeremiah and Isabella were sound asleep.

"Hey," you murmured once he sat close next to you, his head resting on your shoulder and his finger touching his little one's cheek.

"Hi," he whispered back and raised his head to look you right in the eye making your breath hitch. Even after all these years, his charm was still the same.

But then you noticed his face falling as he scanned your face making your smile drop slightly in self consciousness as you desperately looked at him for an answer.

"What- What's wrong?"

He shook his head and took James, holding him carefully and placing him in his crib before facing your questioning expression. Then sitting down in front on you, he took your hands in his.

"How are you feeling?" He asked and you frowned the question.

"I'm fine, I feel okay..." You answered back, not sure where he was getting at.

"You look exhausted, my love," he cupped your cheeks, his thumb caressing them as he delivered the statement as gently as possible.

You got up from the bed in urgency, wanting to take a look at yourself. And what Tom said what indeed true. You looked like you've been through a hurricane.

"Christ," you said under your breath, taking note of every tiny change that had occured since the past months. "I look terrible".

"No don't say that," he reprimanded and snaked his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your jaw. "What you need, is a nice holiday all for yourself. I want to hit myself for not bringing this up sooner, but you need time for yourself, love".

You agreed with every word of his, but how could it be possible now? With your children still bring too young.

"We don't have time now," you turned around, bringing him closer by the neck.

"Yes we do," he said firmly. "Jere and Isa are almost three and James is young but he's a calm one you know that. And you also know just how much they love their grandparents".

"That's true," you sighed and buried your face in the crook of his neck, not realising just how much you had missed this.

"You need to take some time out for yourself, and I think a nice little vacation is the perfect solution. You're out here taking care of all os us, so it's only fair even that I take care of my beautiful wife".

You laughed softly, your lips brushing against his ear, "Okay".

"Leave the planning to me and go and get some sleep," he kissed your forehead and your heart squeezed at the thought of having such a loving and caring husband.

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The vacation that you had taken nearly three months ago was a well deserved and needed holiday. The coasts had helped your mental state immensely.

And you were currently glowing.

You had also started to slowly go back to your earlier routines. Going for a walk in the morning with Bobby, trying to hit the gym atleast thrice a week, and just doing all the things that you were doing previously.

"Jere!" You called your three-year-old, "Will you get the spoons from Daddy please?"

"Yes!" He answered enthusiastically and ran up to his father, handling the cutlery with care and taking tiny footsteps towards you.

"Thank you sweetheart," you smiled at his adorable expression.

"What's for dinner?" Isabella ran from the living room towards the dining table and sat herself down her designated seat.

"It's my speciality if you please," Tom said in a posh accent, bringing plates exactly how a waiter would making the kids giggle.

Isa gently tickled James who was sitting on the high chair and he squirmed away from her hand, laughing happily.

"Hey stop tickling Jamie!" Jeremiah said playfully, ready to defend his brother but his twin merely poked out her tongue.

You smiled at one half your universe seated right in front of you and the other half soon joined in the picture making tears well up in your eyes.

God your hormones were a real mess today. You felt like crying since the morning.

The dinner was indeed a wonderful affair and currently it was only you and your husband, sitting on the couch and watching Iron Man together.

"No look at him," you frowned upon seeing your favorite character's face fall as he looked at his dead friend.

"You know I think you might love him more than me".

"I do".

He raised an eyebrow and you prevented a laugh, about to retort when your eyes widened amd you slapped a hand on your mouth to rush towards the bathroom.

The sudden wave of nausea had taken you aback and threw up all the things you had ate just a few hours ago.

"Love?" Tom was immediately behind you with a frown on his face. "Oh you okay?" He asked, heavily concerned upon seeing your extremely pale face.

"I- I don't know," you took a deep breath, feeling a lack of oxygen in your lungs. "I feel lightheaded," your hand went to grip the side of your head as you swayed and he steadied you.

"Should we go to the clinic? You need to see a doctor," he murmured, watching as you rinsed your mouth and brushed your teeth.

"No I- I'm fine," you sighed and leaned against the wall, eyes closing in fatigue. "We'll go tomorrow if I'm still unwell".

He nodded, though his forehead was creased with worry as he guided you towards you room. Not even thinking of sleeping until he had made sure you were alright.

The next morning your condition was stable, but it soon fell quickly when you had smelt something that was overly sweet and nauseating making you vomit. Again.

"We should go," Tom whispered as he rubbed your back and you nodded, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"Mumma? Daddy what's wrong with Mumma?" Isa asked with wide eyes and Jere was right behind her.

"She's not feeling well, love," he answered and leaned down before them, noticing the way their eyes glistened.

"Mumma," Jere's shaky whisper caught your attention amd you looked at your twins who were on the verge of crying.

"Oh hey no," you said and despite the throbbing pain in your temple, crouched down and they ran into your outstretched arms. "I'm okay, my tummy's just a little upset, yeah?"

"We're gonna go visit the doctor now," Tom added and wiped their tears. "Till then Grandma and Grandpa will be here, okay?"

They nodded and the parents bid them goodbye, once Tom's parents had arrived. James was luckily asleep, otherwise he would certainly have thrown a fit.

The doctor, who was your family physician did some tests, asking about your symptom. All during the process she appeared quite calm while you were unsettled.

"There's nothing to worry about, Mr and Mrs Hiddleston," she addressed the couple with a small smile. "It appears that you are pregnant," she said to you, her face beaming.

"P- Pregnant?" You stammered and her smile fell at your reaction and she excused herself as your turned your head to look at your husband who was equally shocked.

This was really unexpected and not planned at all. You had completed your family with three beautiful children and neither of you wanted another.

"We- We discussed. We didn't-" He couldn't find the words to explain, probably because his mind itself was muddled.

The new wave of emotions hit you hard and tears had slipped down your defenses. You dug your palms into your eyes, not bring able to grasp this entire situation.

It was a huge thing. Maybe would brush it off and say, what's the big deal? But no, of course it was a big deal. A child was going to be entering this world.

"Say something!" Your fingers wrapped around his bicep and you shook him. "I'm pregnant with our child, Hiddleston and you're there just sitting silently!"

"What am I supposed to do?" He didn't raise his voice at all, addressing you calmly but there was an edge to it.

"What are we gonna do, Tom?" You said rather fiercely and looked at him who was staring at you. "What's going to happen now? What the hell are we going to do? We didn't plan this, and had no ideas that this could happen and now I'm pregnant and there's a child inside me and-"

"Hey hey hey," he shook himself out of his trance and grabbed you by the shoulders, trying to bring your mind back from an oncoming panic attack.

"We didn't plan this," he nodded. "But now it has happened, love and I don't think we can do anything now".

"I know!" You said helplessly, "But Tom just think. We already have three toddlers at home and now there's gonna be another in under a year".

He simply paid rapt attention, gesturing for you to continue which made you even more upset for some reason.

"Please say something," you whispered, tears clouding your vision.

He didn't, but instead took you gently into his arms and the emotions flooded out in an instant. His eyes too were glistening but he disregarded that. His sole focus being you. "Calm down, love. I think I know what's troubling you, hmm?"

"I know too," you answered after taking a deep breath and inhaling his comforting scent that was anchoring you.

"Bu we're gonna do everything properly okay? We're gonna be the best parents to our children and this little one that's in there," he said and laid his palm across your lower abdomen.

"Yeah," you nodded, breaths uneven as you tried to steady yourself. "I'm just worried that maybe, just maybe we won't be able to give time to them all, we won't be able to love all of them equally".

"I understand, darling. But that won't happen, ever. We'll make sure of it, together. You are gonna be such a great mum, yeah?"

You smiled, looking up at and seeing the love in his baby blue irises was enough to melt you on the spot.

"I love you, Tom," you said softly, a single tear sliding down your cheek.

"I love you too, so so much," he replied, a smile stretching across his lips as he wiped your tears away, thumb caressing your cheek. "You're my entire world, sweetheart. Don't you ever forget that".

"And you're mine".

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#fanfiction #tom hiddleston ff #tom hiddleston angst #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x wife reader #tom hiddleston comfort #tom hiddleston x reader pregnant #Thomas william hiddleston

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lady-rose-moon · 1 year

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⬧ 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 ⬧

A collection of Loki/Tom Hiddleston characters x Reader Masterlist!

Everything here is 18+ so if you are not 18, you should not be looking at the content of this blog! (灬º‿º灬)♡

I Have You - Loki x Reader | Ongoing - NEW CHAPTERS EVERY MONDAY

Kinktober - Loki x Reader | Incomplete - 12 days posted

Fluff-A-Thon - Loki x Reader | Complete - 3 posted

The Selection - Loki x Reader | Complete - Eleven Chapters

Series

Cabin in the Mountains || TS!Loki x Reader || 🢖 fic finished ↠ oneshots and skits added regularly

I am yours, my Goddess (Will Ransome x Reader) - Complete

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔒𝔫𝔢 🢖 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚍 (w/c 3.7k)

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔬 🢖 Your Grace (w/c 4.9k)

It's my plan (Loki x Reader, dad!Loki & child!OFC) - Complete

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔒𝔫𝔢 ↠ It's my plan (w/c 4.1k)

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔬 ↠ It's my plan - part two (w/c 6.2k)

I need him back (deceased!Loki x vengeful!corrupted!Reader) - Complete

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ↠ I need him back (w/c 6.7k)

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒐 ↬ I have to get him back (w/c 12k)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 🢖 I have him back (w/c 7.2k)

↳ A sadder ending (AU) (w/c 1.7k)

Little Variant (Haven Lokidottir & TVA!adopteddad!Loki) - Complete

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ↣ Little Variant (w/c 2.7k)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 ↣ My Sweet Variant (w/c 4.6k)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ↣ My Alternative Variant (w/c 6.9k)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ↣ Can I trust a variant? (w/c 8k)

↣Oneshots↢

A night of passion

One lazy morning

The sun is shining on us ↣ Thor & Loki oneshot

Every step of the way ↣ Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Hello Mummy

On The Wet Marshes ↣ Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Potential ↣ Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Meet your daughter ↣ Tom Hiddleston x Reader

I missed you

Will you be my dagger

You'll learn to love me

Right person, wrong time

Everything I wanted

What am I?

Clubbing Night

Cosy Nights

A false wonderland

Sing for me

I'll hold you through it

Rendezvous in the changing room

I do love you!

My darling

A walk in the snow

Winter Drabble

Comfort me

A birthday to remember

A cool December night

See you again someday

I am his safe space

Don't wait ↣ Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Stay after class

Skits

A little something

Can horror games scare a God

BBQ days

Cuteness

i thought she'd cry, not you

A test

Imagine 1

Imagine 2

Date night

A fun day

The wedding

Moral support

A moment

Loki's bad day

Loki's shadow

Goodnight to Haven

Lil' angst drabble

Fluff's

Fluff-A-Thon - Loki x Reader | Complete - 3 posted

Take a breather, my love ↣ work motivation from Loki

Our little Haven ↣ Loki's first moments with Haven

Library meet cute ↣ meeting Loki for the first time

#loki god of mischief #loki x reader #masterlist <3 #loki masterlist #complete works #hope you enjoy!

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tgarrett26 · 11 months

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I would like to request about marvel cast x singer ari! Reader headcanon, please

Marvel cast x singer like Ariana Grande headcannons:

•Mackie would challenge sing-offs

•Sebastian would have a new karaoke buddy, it wouldn’t be every time in consideration of his confidence, but I’m sure you would help boost it.

•Evans would love a new car karaoke buddy, and you would definitely be it.

-He’d hype you up on high notes and try to mimic it once you leave the vehicle.

•Scarlett would love to have you join in on a live stream where she occasionally sings some of her old songs.

-She even sneaks a peek at you singing one of her newer ones when in the wardrobe trailer (who knows?)

•Ruffalo would be astounded, the kind and warm soul he is.

•Renner could never be jealous of your talents, but he understands his daughter’s appreciation for them and he wonders how you’d sing with his lyrics.

•Hemworth is not one to carry a tune, but you make him wish he could.

•Downey’s easy at boosting ego, but he’s kind with his compliments as ‘my daughter wishes you’d sing her to sleep too often for my heart, I don’t blame her though’ when you were too nervous to sing on camera per directors request for a scene.

•The Benedicts love dancing to your voice, they enjoy using your hums to get into character when the wifi is iffy or their music just gets repetitive for them.

•Paul Rudd is probably your biggest fan of all the cast members, but who can blame him when you have a vocal range as vast as the streaming options for film requests in the screening room?

•Brie Larson is one h*ll of a singer herself, but she appreciates your join-in when you’re over at hers for a house day or getting ready in the makeup trailer.

•Colbie Smulders? She’s a lover when it comes to your music, I’ve never heard so many pop songs come from her car (even before you joined the cast).

•The Toms? Their music taste is one of the most intriguing parts about them, but Holland can’t help himself with your classics and Hiddleston squeals when he hears your voice-whether it’s from a recording or live.

•Lizzie Olsen is not one to back away from some things and your joyous vocals are one of them, she can’t help herself when the light and airy tone of yours wafts in her surroundings.

•The directors easily get irritated by the interruptions on set by you breaking into song when something goes wrong, but why not break out or character completely when something goes awry?

•The crew is grateful they can hear you sing w/o having to buy tickets though they wonder if Corden will ever be able to get you on Carpool Karaoke if he can.

Honorable Mentions:

•Daniel Brühl is one heck of an Ari fan if I’ve ever heard one, but he beams when he thinks if you’re about to sing.

•Florence Pugh is always ready to listen to your music, but her expectations are always lifted when your voice starts.

•Emily Vancamp has broken character too many times if she hears you from afar, but it just makes her smile and she can’t help it.

•Hayley Atwell is not one to sing often, but her light voice carries and for it to mix with yours just makes her beam and get into it farther.

•Chadwick was only in a movie or so with you, but he was no stranger to your vocals even before he met you.

-He and Letitia had their fair-share of lip-synch battles to your songs, but neither of them have ever been willing to admit it.

•Xochitl has filmed one too many videos of her dancing to your music, but her moves and your lyrics are a Marvel-made match that won’t be beat (even by Florence and Toby sometimes, sorry Florrie).

•Hailee Steinfeld is just waiting for the day she can meet you on set and ask for a collab because your voices together won’t be beat (I see you collab of Stitches from years ago).

#marvel cast x teen!reader

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pawnshopbleus · 10 months

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Put Me in a Movie - Chapter Thirteen

Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader

Summary - You’re a famous actress and he’s one of the greatest directors of all time. What happens when you get cast in his new movie?

Chapter Twelve

Two weeks have gone by and dating Miguel felt like heaven. He was a family man. He always put his family first, especially his daughter. Gabriella was the light of his life and you were a close second. You were okay with that though, nothing could be more important than the bond between a parent and a child.

Today, you had a date with Miguel. It was nothing fancy, just brunch at a new underground restaurant that just opened in Los Angeles. This would be your first public appearance as a couple. To say that you were nervous would be an understatement.

Stella told you that this would be risky considering that Jessica still had some die-hard fans. No matter how much Jessica would defend you, some of them would still hate you.

You were wearing a casual top and a white pleated tennis skirt. It’s what Miguel told you to wear. He didn’t want to draw too much attention to you. He wanted this to be as intimate as possible.

There was a knock at your door and some barking that followed. Miguel was dropping off Fern after she had a sleepover with Gabriella. He was also here to take you out on your date. Even though he told you to dress casually, you still tried to look your best.

You opened the door and saw Miguel standing there with a dog in one arm and beautiful pink roses in the other.

“Oh, Miguel, you didn’t have to,” you smiled softly at him. Your heart was melting at the fact that he was gentlemanly enough to get you a gift. Fern wiggled from his arms and jumped into the threshold of your home. “Do you want to come in?”

“Please,” Miguel kissed your cheek as he walked into your home. “Is there somewhere you want me to put this?”

“Just give them to me and I’ll put them in a vase.” You walked over to one of your cabinets and grabbed a pretty green vase that used to be Princess Diana’s that you won in an auction. It’s one of your most prized possessions to date.

“You ready?” Miguel asked as he rubbed the back of his neck.

The water was still running as you tried to process the question. You really liked Miguel and you were willing to do anything as long as they didn’t push your boundaries. Sometimes, the fans could be brutal to the partners of their celebrity crushes. Miguel had a lot of fan girls, you used to be one of them, but never to that extreme. For example, people call Zawe Ashton, a great actress, Tom Hiddleston's soon-to-be wife, and the mother of his child, ‘ugly and not good enough for Tom’ even though Zawe is a beautiful woman who doesn’t deserve the hate.

“I think I can handle it.” You run off the tap when the water gets halfway full in the vase. You put the vase on the table and cut the roses diagonally at the bottom and put them into the vase.

“If it gets too much just tell me, mi linda princesa.” He took your head in his hands and leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. “Now, we need to go. Turns out the place needed reservations and we have one for two thirty.”

The drive to the restaurant was hot and not in a steamy way. You loved living in California, it was definitely better than living in your small town in the middle of nowhere, but sometimes the heat could get unbearable. You were lucky though, you were sure the people in Arizona would trade the heat any day.

Someone must have tipped off the paparazzi that you and Miguel were going to be there today because when you arrived at the restaurant, there were at least five paparazzo's there. What year were you guys in? 2005?

“If you want, I can get out and open your door for you,” Miguel said as soon as he parked the car in one of the closest available spots.

You made eye contact with one of the paparazzi and rolled your eyes as he pointed his camera at Miguel’s car. You shook your head, “It’s fine. I’m a big girl. I can do this” “Alright.” Miguel got out of the car and waited for you on the hood of his car. Flashes and flashes of lights and clicks of the camera sounded as soon as Miguel exited the car. You knew that he would look good in the pictures. He always looks good.

Miguel pushed through the crowd that was starting to form in the front of the restaurant as you trailed behind him.

“O’Hara for two,” Miguel told the hostess at the front of the restaurant.

The hostess ushered you to a secluded room in the back of the restaurant. The lighting was dim, there were candles on the table which gave the room a waxy smell and more lighting, and there was a tablecloth that covered the entire table and fell to the floor. A person could hide under the table and no one would ever know.

“Let me know if you need anything.” The hostess said as she placed the menus on the table. She lingered for a second longer than needed to look into Miguel’s eyes. You really wanted to be a girl’s girl, but sometimes girls made it too hard.

“What are you going to get?”

“I don’t know, the steak and eggs look good, but I’m deciding between two options right now.” Miguel subtly bit his lip.

“And they are?”

“The steak and eggs or you.” “You want to eat me? Who are you? Armie Hammer?” You tried to steer the situation into something more humorous, but that didn’t quench his undeniable thirst for you.

“I’ll stop if you want me to, but I want you and I want to show you how much you mean to me.”

“Here?” You asked and he nodded his head. You looked around the room and spotted two security cameras pointing at the two of you. “But there are cameras.”

“I paid for them to be off today. No one will see, I promise.”

“Okay,” you squeaked out.

You didn’t know what he meant by when he said that he needed you, but when you saw him sink to his knees and crawl under the table you knew. Maybe this is why he wanted you to wear a skirt today.

He slowly spreads your thighs apart as his mouth trailed kisses down your thighs. “Are you sure you want this?” Miguel’s voice came out a bit muffled due to him being under a table that was covered by a tablecloth. You nodded your head and then you realized that he couldn’t see you so you said, “Yes.”

He kissed you through your panties. You could feel yourself getting wetter with each touch of his lips on your clothed pussy. Miguel’s fingers hooked onto the waistband of your panties and slowly lowered them revealing your pussy to him. Miguel nearly groaned in delight as he saw that your body was reacting to him.

His middle finger caressed its way up and down your slit, spreading your wetness. Miguel’s mouth soon found its way to your clit, gently sucking it in his mouth. Your hips bucked in pleasure as your body reacted to the gift Miguel was giving you.

Then, the same hostess came into the room, asking if the two of you needed anything. She noticed that Miguel was gone and decided to bring that up. Little did she know that he was currently on his knees eating you out like no one has before.

You tried your best to compose yourself as Miguel didn’t stop attacking your cunt with his skilled tongue. “He went to the bathroom,” you lied. You nearly panted that out as Miguel licked a long stripe from your hole all the way up to your sensitive clit.

The hostess asked you if you needed water or anything. That was nice of her considering that usually waiters were the ones to get the guests their beverages and food. “I’m fine,” you said as you politely smiled at the hostess.

“Yea, so is your friend. Do you think I could get his number?” The hostess sat in Miguel's seat and put her chin on the back of her hand. Miguel thought that it was a great time to insert two of his precious fingers into you while he continued to lap at your clit. Everything was becoming too overwhelming. Miguel eating you out under the table and this girl obviously trying to steal your boyfriend. It’s no wonder that she didn’t notice what was going on under the table considering that you couldn’t sit still.

You were close. You could feel it and so could Miguel. “He’s my,” a moan slipped out as Miguel continued his assault on your sensitive pussy. You tried your best to cover it up with a cough, “He’s my boyfriend.”

The hostess’s face dropped. She displayed severe disappointment but she didn’t leave. “By the way, why were those people taking pictures of you and your boyfriend earlier?”

“I act and stuff,” you breathed out. All you wanted was for this seemingly nice girl to leave so that you could come in peace.

“Oh, I know you were in that one movie!” The hostess slammed her hands down on the table causing Miguel to hit his head in surprise. Luckily, the hostess didn’t hear it. “Do you think we could get a picture together?”

“Look,” you looked at the hostess’s name tag. Emma was her name. “Emma, I mean this in the nicest way possible, could you please leave?”

Her face dropped with disappointment yet again. You promised her you would take a picture with her on your way out. Now that she was gone, your thighs nearly squeezed Miguel’s head off as they closed on instinct. He spread them open again and kept them in place, causing him to hit a new angle.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” you said as you threaded your fingers through Miguel’s hair. Your breath hitched for a moment before your body fell into an earth-shattering orgasm.

Miguel’s hand made an appearance and began looking for a napkin. He eventually found one and began to clean you up. He put your underwear back on you and climbed out from under the table.

Your head fell back in the aftershocks of pleasure. He wiped his mouth, getting rid of the stains of your arousal. Just as you were about to thank him for his random act of kindness, the waiter came in.

“Hello, my name is Ben, I’ll be your waiter today, what can I get for the two of you?”

Miguel ordered first, “Yes, I’ll get water and the steak and eggs.”

Chapter Fourteen

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x female reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #fan fiction

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alexiavettel · 1 year

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✧ hello, welcome to my blog!! ✧

here you will find all my stories, whether short and long fanfics or one-shots.

my taglist <3

i accept requests through my ko-fi <3

꧁ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ꧂

⇝ i’m 18 years old (April 12th <3)

⇝ proud slytherin and Hades daughter

⇝ ENTJ (if that means something to you)

⇝ mercedes girl (and rbr hater 🫶)

⇝ english is not my first language so i apologise in advance for any typos and/or mistakes

⇝ everything that happens in my texts is purely fictional

⇝ all texts have warnings of possible triggers along with the synopsis, if you believe there is any trigger not mentioned please send me a message

the main focus of this blog, i intend to write for a few drivers i feel comfortable and they are:

⇨ Charles Leclerc

⇨ Daniel Ricciardo

⇨ Carlos Sainz

⇨ George Russell

⇨ Lance Stroll

⇨ Toto Wolff (maybe)

Love under contract

synopsis: Your father, Lawrence Stroll, and basically your boss have a good opportunity of linking Aston Martin with Ferrari’s stocks. But for that Binotto demanded you, first driver of your dad’s formula one team, with your impeccable reputation start a fake relationship with the Ferrari’s golden boy Charles Leclerc. Which happens to have a not so good popularity, publicly cheating on with his ex girlfriend plenty of times and being a complete asshole with his ex teammate, Sebastian Vettel, who now is your teammate.

pairing: charles leclerc x fem¡stroll!reader

status: ongoing

last updated: 23/07/2023

danny ric with kids (pics)

Ten things I hate about you

synopsis: Daniel Ricciardo is insufurable, adorable to everyone but you. Through the years you gathered ten reasons to explain your hate towards him. But be careful, the line between love and hate is thin.

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

status: complete; one-shot

boyfriend material (pics)

coming soon

boyfriend material (pics)

coming soon

Fear is made of ice

synopsis: Growing up in Montreal meant you have to choose: ice figure skating or hockey. Your family and the Stroll are ones of the most influentes of the country, and unfortunately this includes Lance Stroll. What happens when you suffer an accident and now have to train with the most unbearable hockey player?

pairing: lance stroll x fem!reader (au)

status: complete; one-shot

i will only write for Joel (yes, i have played the two games and love the HBO series)

coming soon

i may write about:

⇨ Sirius Black

⇨ Regulus Black

⇨ Remus Lupin

⇨ James Potter (maybe)

⇨ Severus Snape (maybe)

coming soon

one-shots or short fics about actors, i may write about:

⇨ Pedro Pascal

⇨ Oscar Isaac

⇨ Chris Evans

⇨ Henry Cavill

⇨ James McAvoy

⇨ Tom Hiddleston

coming soon

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holdmytesseract · 2 years

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Little Dancing Star

Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader

Summary: After a stressful day at work, you are relieved to be finally able to shut the door behind yourself. Therefore that Tom was at home currently and not away filming or on a press tour, he had been on dad-duty today. Little did you know, that a cute surprise awaited you…

Warnings: None! This is pure fluff with a touch of, uh, suggestive smut? I don't know if you could even call it that... Anyway, it's super sweet and funny, I'd say!

Word Count: 1,4k

a/n: I listened to, well... 'Stand by Me' by Ben E. King and decided to write this little fic for @youlightmeupfinn to hopefully put a smile on her face with it... I know it's been quite stressful for you lately, so I thought I gotta do something to help you get through those stressful times! I hope it works! I love you, girl! :) 🧡

Finally at home, I thought, as I shut the main door behind me. It had been one hell of a day at work... Hectic, stressful and certainly way too long. I sighed, took off my shoes and jacket. Then I tossed my keys into the bowl, standing on the little shelf beside the door, before I made my way towards the living room, expecting to find my husband there. But when I entered the living room, it was empty. The room was dark - just like the kitchen, in which I went next. "Tom?" I received no answer and therefore decided to search upstairs for him. "Tommy?" As soon as my feet touched the ground of the second floor, something urged to my ears... Music. To be exactly, the soft sounds of Ben E. King's Stand by Me - one of Tom's favourites. I slowly walked down the hallway, on search where the song came from - and it turned out to be our daughter Ava's room, of course.

I couldn't help but smile at what I saw, when I pushed the ajar door gently further open. It was almost completely dark inside the room. The only source of light came from Ava's night light. Like I already recognised, played the music box the gentle tunes of Stand by Me. Ava's toys and some of the furniture, like the rocking chair and the small table and chairs had been moved neatly to the side. And my husband and daughter? They were dancing together through the created space, Tom twirling our little girl from time to time around or lifting her up, making her giggle. Dancing... Ava's big passion. She loved to dance and wanted nothing more than to become a ballerina, when she was grown up. That was probably the reason, why she wore her pink ballet apparel… Tom and I agreed to allow her to take dance lessons, when she was big enough.

When my eyes fell on my husband again, I noticed just then what he wore... Let's say he was dressed like his daughter. Yes, it is what you think it is. He wore one of my skirts. A short baby blue plaid skirt. O-kay? Why not? Tom could wear anyway anything. I first thought that he was shirtless, but on the second look, I saw the he was wearing... I blinked, didn't trust my eyes. My beige swimsuit?! What?! Really?! How did he even fit inside that?! I shook my head, but had to stifle a laugh. It was ridiculous, yet so… cute. That combined with his curls being longer, just ending above his shoulders, he looked like a Disney Princess. I covered my mouth with my hand at that thought, suppressing another laugh. The two were so caught up in the dance and music, that they didn't even notice me. So, I took the opportunity to watch them, leaned against the door frame, smiling. Yep... I would never get tired of seeing Tom being a dad.

At some point, the song ended - of course and Tom and Ava took in their final dance position. Tom leaned down and dipped our little girl professionally, causing her to giggle once again. Tom helped her stand, squatted down to be on eye-level with her, then pressed a kiss on her forehead. "Thanks for dancing with me, daddy." Ava smiled like a Cheshire cat. "Of course, princess. Always. I love to dance with my little girl." Tom stated with a smile. "You're an incredible dancer already." That was the moment I decided to make myself noticeable. "Yep. Way better than daddy." Heads whipped around into my direction, barely after the words had left my mouth. When Ava saw that it was me, standing in the door frame, her eyes lit up. "Mommy!" As fast as her small feet could carry her, she ran over to me, blonde-brown curls bouncing. I reached down and swept her off her feet and lifted her up in my arms, cuddling her close. "Hello, my sweet girl." I pressed a kiss to her cheek, receiving a sloppy one in return. "Did you have fun with daddy today?" She nodded eagerly, "Yes!" and began to tell me from her exciting father-daughter day. It was utterly sweet how she explained anything and everything they did together. "And then you made daddy a ballerina, too?" Ava nodded again, smiling brightly. "Uh.Huh! What do you think, mommy?" I looked at Tom, who was standing just a few steps away from me now, before I turned my head back to the little girl in my arms. "I think he looks amazing, sweetheart. You did a great job." She smiled even brighter, eyes sparkling. Yes... I would do anything for my baby, just to see her smile. I set her down gently again, after taking a look on the watch in her room, realising how late it actually already was. "Now off you go to the bathroom and brush your teeth, my little dancing star. It's already late and way past your bedtime." "Can I leave my tutu on?" "Your tutu?" "Please?" I sighed, but nodded. "Okay, yes." "Yay!" She bounced happily up and down, before she ran out of the room, down the hallway, towards the bathroom. I just shook my head, smiling. Little whirlwind... Then I turned around, redirecting my attention towards the man standing in front of me. "Hey, babe." I stepped closer to Tom and stood on my tiptoes, signalling him to lean in for a kiss. Even on my tiptoes, he was way too tall... Tom knew exactly what he had to do, of course, after all those years. He leaned down, meeting me halfway for a soft kiss. "Hello, darling. Long day?" I nodded, sighing. "Yeah..." He took me immediately in his arms. "Today was so stressful." I leaned against him, wrapping my arms around his torso and just enjoying being close to him. "I hate such days..." "I know, love, I'm sorry." Tom started to massage my back, causing me relax even more against his body. I almost started to purr, making Tom laugh. "Good?" "Mhm..." He continued for another while, until I felt completely relaxed. "Thanks, babe." Tom smiled, pressed a kiss on my forehead. "How was your day?" I questioned him then. "My day was wonderful. Every day I can spend with my little girl are wonderful." At his words, I felt my heart almost exploding with love. "Ugh, I love you." Tom giggled softly. "I love you, too, Y/N."

As romantic as this situation was, I couldn't help myself but to say something about the outfit our daughter had dressed him in. I couldn't just let something like this slip, could I? I had to tease Tom a bit. So, I took a step back, looked at him, biting my lip to hide the smile. "Babe, can I just say... You look breath-taking in my skirt. Almost like a Disney Princess." I snickered, wiggling my eyebrows. Tom's cheeks turned slightly red, but he had to laugh as well. "Well, thank you. Our daughter sure has a good taste in fashion." "She definitely does… But Tommy... How the hell did you fit in my swimsuit?" I asked, laughing even harder. "You're a man, babe. This thing-" I said, tugging at the straps of the beige swimsuit. "Isn't quite tailored for men." Tom shrugged his shoulders. "I kind of just squeezed myself into it, so..." "Okay, but... Isn't it completely uncomfortable and... tight?" "Yes, but you know I would do anything for Ava to make her smile and she chose that outfit for me, so... But by now, I think I stretched it out." I rolled my eyes, but smiled. "Geez, thanks. Buy me a new one, will you?" Tom smiled, wrapped his arms around my middle and pulled me close. "Darling, I will buy you hundred new swimsuits if you want." "That's really flattering and utterly nice of you and as much as I like seeing you in my swimsuit and skirt, can you please take them off now?" Tom nodded, kissed me once again. "Sure, darling. Don't worry, I am sure they'll still fit you." I let go of Tom again, deciding that it was time to look after Ava. "It's not the swimsuit I am worried about, babe." I said, grinning cheekily as I made my way over to the door. "Wouldn't want something happen to our family planning, would we?" I stated, winking at him. Tom frowned, was clearly a bit confused. "Family panning? Does that mean...?" I heard Tom say, but I was already out in the hallway, smiling to myself. "Darling, wait!"

#tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x fem!reader #tom hiddleston x y/n #tom hiddleston x you #tom hiddleston one shot #tom hiddleston imagine

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lokisrealpurpous · 6 months

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hiii ‼️‼️ i was wondering if i could request these two prompts:

“your eyes are really pretty up close.” and “you’re not okay, you’re shaking. what can i do? please, let me help you.” for loki ?

you absolutely don’t have to do both and can just take ur pick from the two also :)

ty 🫶🫶 !!

all I need is you

loki x female!reader

warnings: none really, fluff, reader gets ill from being out in a snowstorm

description

(y/n) and her todler, "Aroura Lokisdottir" go to the shop during a snow storm to get dinner and some snacks for a Christmas movie marathon. When they come out, the car has broke from being out in the frostbitten weathers leaving the only choice but for the two to walk home. Aroura was lucky to have her fathers Jotun genes however (y/n) wasn't as fortunate.

prompts:

"your eyes are really pretty up close"

"you're not okay, you're shaking. what can I do? please let me help you."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Loki had been at the compound all day leaving you with your little girl at home. The harsh winds gushed outside and the scene from the window was as white as a canvas, the heating was failing you as you sat huddled in blankets, 3 hot water bottles by your sides. Your jaw ached from chattering and goosebumps painted your pale, frozen skin.

"mama what's for dinner?"

a soft voice broke through the room.

"and remember it's movie night!"

aroura squealed as she ran up to my side, frantic hands attempting to climb the sofa that loomed over her tiny frame. You grabbed her from under her arms and she crawled onto your lap, kissing your foread as she giggled childishly.

"mama you's cold!"

she grabbed more blankets of the floor and chucked them onto the chair, then started to scrunch her nose

"a...achoo!"

as she sneezed her small character pained blue, her crimson eyes glowing in the dark room. It wasn't long before this first happened. You and loki has figured that as the weather grew colder every cough and sneeze switched Aroura into her frostgiant form, you found it absoloutly adorable having a mini ice cube running around the house from time to time. Loki worried of it, but loved his little Jotun to pieces.

You sat slowly up on the chair and then walked over to your daughter, lifting her onto your shoulders and using your magic to wrap her in a hat, scarf, coat and gloves, as some for yourself, and grabbed the keys before leaving the house. Aroura clung onto your hair as she giggled on your shoulders before you lifted her into her baby seat in the car, strapping her in securely then walking to get in the front.

The car faulted as you twisted the keys, but you shrugged it of, driving across the icey roads to the shop a few streets down.

Once you got out you were quick to get Aroura back on your shoulders, she was getting tired as she rested her head against the top of yours, her small hands wrapped around your hair and neck gently. She picked out her favourite snacks and threw them in the basket, and chose pizza and star chips for her dinner, which was the best dinner for an evening like this. (y/n) brought some lemon sip for her aching throat and stuffed nose and then walked to the till, placing aroura on the bench next to the bagging area.

She was eager to grab all the items, begging you to let her scan the doritos, which you did in the end give in to, then she helped take the bags to the car, in the end needing you to take it as she dragged the items across the frost coated floors.

When you were both finally settled in the car you let out a sigh of relief, but as you turned the keys to hear a screeching, unpleasant sound from the engine your head fell onto the horn.

"Mama what are you doing!"

Aroura shouted over the loud beeping noise, her fathers attitude twisted in her voice. However grew worried as she watched her mother run her hands through her hair anxiously, muttering as she kicked and hit the car.

"Blasted weather!"

You groaned, opening the door and getting attacked once again by the deadly weather that penetrated you to your bones.

"Come on angel, we gotta walk home"

you say in a gentle however exhausted tone, holding onto your daughters small hand in one hand and 3 bags of shopping in the other.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You slammed the door behind you, your little girl clinging onto your arm. The freezing wind had taken its toll on your body, but you mustered a smile for your daughter's sake. As you entered the warmth of home, your legs trembled with exhaustion. You tried to hide your growing weakness, not wanting to worry your precious girl. She giggled and kicked off her snow-covered boots, completely oblivious to your struggle.

You watched as she ran off to play, her laughter filling the room with joy. However, as you started preparing dinner, you couldn't ignore the worsening fever and flu symptoms that were taking a toll on your body. Your head throbbed, and a chill ran through your weakened frame. You glanced at the clock, hoping that your husband Loki would arrive soon, wanting to hold him tight and snuggle up to him in the warmth of your bed. You continued chopping vegetables, pushing through the discomfort, it was just a bit of cold.

As you continued to prepare dinner, a throbbing headache began to intensify, adding to your already weakened state. Just as you were starting to feel overwhelmed, you heard the familiar jingle of keys and the creaking of the front door. Relief washed over you as Loki entered the house, bringing in a gust of cold air. The chill served as a reminder of the harsh winter outside, but it also brought a sense of comfort knowing he was home.

"Hey there, sweetheart!"

Loki called out, his voice filled with warmth and affection. Aroura, who had been waiting eagerly for her fathers return, rushed into the hallway, her arms wrapping around his legs as he chuckled deeply

Loki made his way to the kitchen, his eyes full of concern as he noticed the fatigue etched on your face. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around you, knowing how much comfort you seemed from his embrace.

"I'm here, love. How was your day?"

he asked, his voice gently as he rocked your frozen body side to side, gently kissing your neck as you hummed in his arms.

"m.. the car broke at the shop.. m. me and aroura had to walk home and... c..cold."

You took a moment to lean into his comforting presence, grateful for his understanding.

"It's been a long day lo."

you replied, feeling a sense of solace in his arms.

Together, you and Loki finished preparing dinner, the aroma of the meal filling the house. As you all gathered around the table to enjoy the delicious food, you couldn't help but notice Loki's caring gaze on you, he looked worried yet loving, just wanting to make sure you were okay, in his own sweet way.

But in the midst of his gaze, our daughter couldn't resist having some fun. She started playing with her food, making silly faces and creating a mess. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight, trying to balance Loki's watchful eye on me while also keeping an eye on our mischievous little one.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Aroura had gone of to her room to read as you and loki tidied, you went to go wash the cutlery until some playful hands stoped you in your tracks, resting on you tense shoulders.

"Go prepare the movies pumpkin, I'll clean up."

loki hummed as he wrapped your in his jumper, going of to begin cleaning.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The clock next to the bed wrote "22:20" and you rested your head against the tall stack of pillows behind you. Loki had just gone to put Aroura into her crib who had just fallen asleep during the 4th movie, throughout the hours your body grew weaker and colder, loki rubbing you thigh with every sniffle and shiver thay escaped your ill form.

After Aroura was huddled up in blankets loki came back into our room and lifted your cold body, resting you in between his legs and kissing you forehead, wiping you teary eyes as he began to braid a few strands of your hair. You looked up at his gentle eyes.

"you're eyes are so pretty up close"

he whispered as he gazed back at you. Loki has always admired your eyes, a beautiful rainbow of pastels.

He couldn't do much to help your shivering state, being a frost giant, however he piled you in blankets and hot water bottles and had made you a lemon sip which sat on the beside table, he stroked you hair as your bead rested against his chest, every shake his heart ached.

"my love are you truly well"

he asked knowing the answer

you simply hummed in response, till shaking in his strong arms.

"you're not okay, you're shaking. what can I do? please let me help you."

he practically begged as he drowned you in affection and kisses.

"all I need is you"

you whispered, turning as you wrapped your arms around his waist, a hand on his chest beside you head, tangled around your lovers form.

"you'll always have me my darling.."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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aephereal · 2 years

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Father’s Day // dad!sherlock x singer!reader

part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4 , part 5 , part 6 , part 7 , part 8

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sherlockholmesupdates Sherlock seen out on father’s day with y/n and their daughters (not pictured)!

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sherlockfan29 adorable man 😭

sherlockfan6 he deserves EVERYTHING good in the world.

y/ninstagram you can say that again 🥺

sherlockfan6 OMG Y/N?!

y/nfan22 i feel like he doesn’t really care about any of them… pr stunt much?

sherlockfan70 what on earth would he get out of it? he stays out of the spotlight and he wouldn’t have had two children with her if he was just going to ditch her in the end??

y/nfan22 well you say that like it’s impossible, but he dated that woman a few years ago and it turns out he was just using her for a case.

sherlockfan70 yeah and then he broke up with her before it could go too far?? he wouldn’t get married and have children just for a case.

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y/ninstagram Happy Father’s Day to the best man I know. When I first met you, I would never have imagined that I’d be sitting here writing this, thanking you for being the most doting, loving and caring father to our beautiful daughters. I’m so proud of you for everything you’ve achieved, and everything you’ve done and will no doubt continue to do for us. We love you so much, darling. xxx

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sherlockfan29 i’m not crying, you are 🥲

harrystyles I thought I was the best man you know??

y/ninstagram you didn’t make me pasta every day after putting a baby in me.

harrystyles I think you should probably be thanking me for not doing that…

sherlockholmes ❤️

y/nfan22 she writes him a whole paragraph thanking him and then that’s all he responds with??

y/ninstagram i’ll have you know that i was very well compensated throughout the day, despite it being for him. i suggest you don’t inflict your opinions on our relationship again, because it’s really not necessary and very wrong.

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sherlockholmes:

Thank you for making me the luckiest man on the earth, sweetheart.

Also, I saw the pregnancy test in the bathroom bin this morning.

y/ninstagram:

Noooo, I was going to surprise you at our dinner later! 😭

We’ll just have to surprise the girls together. Soon we’ll have three of them!

sherlockholmes:

Turns out I can get luckier.

I love you.

y/ninstagram:

I love you too ❤️ Have a good day out with the girls, I’ll see you later!! x

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y/ninstagram oh, hi there. turns out when you get bored after you finish tour, it’s very easy to make another baby? also turns out that pregnancy is great for music creativity, so that new album is coming sooner that everybody thought! just after i’ve popped this little one out though <3

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sherlockfan19 OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING AGAIN

sherlockholmes I’m going to put a lot of money on another girl.

y/ninstagram we just make really cute daughters, what can i say? <3

y/nfan39 IM SO HAPPY WTH

sherlockfan84 three holmes children 😭

y/nfan44 okay, who wants to make bets on godparents? we’ve already had harry styles, taylor swift and tom & zawe hiddleston

sherlockfan74 i’m placing my bets on ariana grande and dalton gomez!!

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y/ninstagram Thomas William Holmes 💙

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sherlockfan19 AHHHHH YES A BOY

y/nfan99 HELLO? THIS IS SO CUTE

sherlockholmes I’m genuinely so surprised he was a boy.

y/ninstagram Sof and Sybbie are going to have so much fun with him 😭

arianagrande MY GORGEOUS GODSON 🤍

joealwyn So honoured to be Thomas’ godfather! Congratulations again x

taylorfan11 JOE IS THE GODFATHER? NOT BOTH HIM AND TAYLOR BEING GODPARENTS TO HOLMES CHILDREN

masterlist

#benedict cumberbatch #bbc sherlock #sherlock #sherlock holmes #sherlock x reader #social media fic #ariana grande #joe alwyn #taylor swift #harry styles #tom hiddleston #zawe ashton

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piggyjeans · 2 years

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updated masterlist

started: july 25 2022

last updated: july 25 2022

chris evans >

make it work, chris evans x teen! reader

vogue makeup tutorial, chris evans x daughter! reader

sebastian stan >

protect you, chris evans & sebastian stan x teen! reader

talentless, sebastian stan x teen! reader

ryan reynolds >

graduation, ryan reynolds x teen! reader

gushing, ryan reynolds x teen! reader

im just a kid, deadpool x teen! reader

there there spidey, deadpool x (platonic) penny parker

robert downey jr >

can you pick me up, tony stark x teen! reader

he hurt me (TRIGGER WARNING), tony stark x teen! reader

tom hiddleston >

skys the limit, tom hiddleston x teen! reader

jake gyllenhaal >

connected, jake gyllenhaal x teen! reader

jesse pinkman >

my kid, jesse pinkman x teen! reader

the walking dead >

plz dont read this

wrote it when i was thirteen, grace must be given

plz dont read this either

#masterlist

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the-desilittle-bird · 4 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!”

#tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x desi!reader #tom Hiddleston x female reader #desi reader #pregnant reader #fem!reader #tom hiddleston imagine

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