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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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chocolate!
Okay good because I don't know but hearing it called hot cocoa is weird like no it isn't cocoa it's chocolate you know?
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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Well it depends. Sometimes I read, sometimes I watch movies or television shows. Sometimes I try and make things or come up with ideas for films and movies and stuff. There's a whole bunch of different things. 
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What do you do in your free time?
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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Ever seen a midnight storm roll in? And the sky suddenly goes from twinkling to this vast blackness? That's pretty cool as well.
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I like when the sky turns nearly black, right before it storms. 
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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I've decided that evenings are my favourite part of the day. Evenings and the end of filming time. I mean, evenings are such a beautiful part of the day, when the sky starts changing colours and those blues turn such a deep purpley-blue. But really, nothing beats finishing filming and having someone to spend time with in the evenings instead of being all alone.
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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"Well. That is fortunate. I'm sure catching your attention would be much harder if you weren't. Even with my handy dandy sign." It made Tom incredibly glad that she was only looking for him. It made him really glad. Knowing that Natalie was only looking for him, thinking about him once she'd arrived, and he hoped she'd been thinking about him just as much as he'd been thinking about her for the past day. She was all that was on his mind, and for so many different reasons. Half of him was just full of pure excitement at showing Natalie the set and the costumes and the other actors because he knew she'd be interested and engaged and she'd care about the level of care the rest of the cast and crew members had for this show and the portrayal of historical figures. On the other hand, he was full of a different excitement, a nervous excitement, thinking about the various ways their meeting could transpire into. With a small, and slightly grateful, smile Tom nodded and linked his hands behind his back. "On the plus side, if you've forgotten anything or you need anything extra, I know all the great places to get them now. Packing lightly has its benefits sometimes." Tom was always good at packing, even more so now that he'd started travelling for filming and promotions. He had no doubt Natalie was capable of living from a well packed bag for however long she needed, and he hoped it would be as long as possible for the both of them. With a grin at Natalie's kind of a adorable laugh, Tom half bent in a mock bow, "please, let me lead the way, milady".
Tom really was glad Natalie didn't pull away from his arm or make a comment about it. It was nice to have her close, without questions or explanations. She was such a perfect height for him, tall enough that there wasn't a giant gap, but short enough that she fit perfectly into his arm. Tom's cheeks reddened ever so slightly at her smile; it wasn't condescending or annoying but the sweet happiness in it made him just a little embarrassed about his tendency to ramble. "Oh. Andrea. Filming that scene was.... really, really hard. Allan and I really struggled with the emotions in that. And knowing that Leo basically had the only real father in his life ripped from him, it's just torn the biggest hole imaginable in his heart. I'd say I'm sorry for your pain, and I am, but I'm also really glad because at least we know that we got the emotions of the scene right enough for people to feel that." With an slightly softer voice, tainted with uncertainty, Tom had to ask Natalie about her thoughts on the rest of the show. "It... the rest of it was good though, right?" He didn't need people to tell him that his acting was good, or that he was doing a decent effort of portraying Leonardo, but at the same time...he wanted Natalie to think he was doing okay, to be maybe even impressed by his work. Smirking even wider at Natalie's cocked eyebrow, Tom couldn't help a small giggle escaping his lips. "Oh, believe me, I know just how lucky I am to have such a unique and sweet ride. It's like all my dreams come true." Opening the passenger door for her, maybe he was being a little too eager in his haste to get her from the station, Tom's smirk turned into a dazzling smile. "Now let me show you all the wonders this amazing car has to offer. Like an actual CD player. And cruise control. You'll love it."
Kiss You || Dormley
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How did you make your navigation?
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Standing there, taking in how beautiful Natalie looked even in a beanie, Tom let out a small chuckle. "Well, I couldn't let you get lost now, could I? Or let someone else pick you up and take you away." Quickly scrunching the paper in his hands, Tom debated between moving forward to give Natalie a hug or to see if he could help with her baggage. Opting for the latter, more like chickening out of the former, Tom quickly shoved the crumpled paper in his pocket and rubbed his hands down his pant sides. "Would you like me to take a bag or something? Or is there anything I can do to help? That kind of thing." He was being awkward and nervous, he knew that, but suddenly, with Natalie actually, physically here he was reminded of the fact that...she- they- were implying of sharing a room tonight, and Tom wanted it. He wanted to be challenged physically by Natalie, just like he was challenged mentally by her. Trying not to dwell too much, in the highly likely chance he said something that would embarrass him and make a terrible atmosphere worse, he pulled the rental car keys from his jacket pocket. "Ready for a sweet ride? I promise I won't disappoint." With a laugh at his own lame joke, Tom tried to pretend that he hadn't made a very see-through innuendo, and mostly not on purpose. 
Walking through and out of the train station Tom had, at some point, wrapped his arm around Natalie. It wasn't in a possessive way like many people had it, he just wanted to be close to her. "So, how was the trip then? Enjoy the train? Do you usually catch trains? I've noticed recently that a lot of people don't catch trains as much these days, and apparently some people find it really... not uncomfortable, but kind of weird, you know? I mean, personally I don't mind trains, so long as there's something to do. Travelling with beautiful countryside's fun, or with people's great, but I really don't enjoy long travel times with nothing to do. Travelling on a plane can get so boring sometimes, and when you're on your own it's just so hard and boring and long and then I have to make friends with strangers and-... sorry. Ah... the trip. Right. How was it?" Tom paused as they reached the car, unlocking the doors and smirking at Natalie. His sweet ride was so simple and it was just so comical for him, even though it might not have been for her. He'd noticed lately that Natalie had actually found a lot of his jokes and pointless statements and really not funny puns, funny enough to laugh at, and he appreciated that so much.
Kiss You || Dormley
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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Tom Riley & Natalie Dormer → Mood Board
"Intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac."
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Tom Riley & Laura Levine → Mood Board
"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."
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Tom Riley → Mood Board
"Where's your will to be weird? I think everybody's weird. We should all celebrate our individuality and not be embarrassed or ashamed of it.” 
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Kiss You || Dormley
Ever since the date had been set for Natalie to visit, Tom had not been able to sit still once. His thoughts had been focused on nothing but the young woman coming to visit, and today he was so far away in another planet, doing anything was impossible. Well, apart from work. He had to do that, and even in his nervous state he had to work. That was his job. Tom felt a little sorry for everyone around him, because he knew he was terrible company. By the time the evening rolled around, Tom couldn't sit still, couldn't concentrate, couldn't do anything. He'd taken one of the rental cars to the train station, half an hour before her train was set to arrive, and he spent at least twenty minutes pacing through the station. However, once the announcement about her train arrival was voiced, Tom nearly stopped in his tracks. He felt suddenly twice as nervous than Natalie had ever made him feel. She was coming to visit him, and he was going to show her the set and introduce her to everyone, and... well. Things were changing between them. Standing by the platform, far enough away that people could get on and off the train with no trouble, but close enough that Natalie could see him, Tom waited for the blonde to appear. The moment he saw her, Tom's face split into a small grin. She was here. She was here and she was going to be spending time with him. As she walked closer, any words that Tom had quickly dissipated and his mouth dried out. Instead he just help up the little sign he'd made with 'Dormer' written on it, and tried his best not to show his nerves. And then she was there. Right in front of him. And, God, she did look so beautiful. "Hi." That was it, that was all he got out. How eloquent.
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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Well that must be quite a nice thing. I better not waste my faith in your instincts.
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My instincts are pretty sound when it comes to these things.
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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@NatalieDormer: @meatpuppet Only if you do it really loudly while I'm sleeping. A good cult leader needs her beauty sleep.
@meatpuppet: @NatalieDormer Sleep is for the weak. A good cult leader wouldn't need it.
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meatpuppettom · 10 years
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@NatalieDormer: Are you going to start singing Disney songs?
@meatpuppet: It's been known to happen on occasion. @NatalieDormer Is this going to be a problem?
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