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heavendreams · 1 year
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h0unds-of-h3ll · 2 years
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Tom Hiddleston & more,
X reader fics.
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Loki Laufeyson
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The devil’s dagger  The one time Loki found someone who was worth loving, and then they got taken from him. 5k. Smut. 
The disguise of another’s love *Discontinued*
Part one  Tom is casted in “Only lovers left alive” and filming in Hamburg, Germany. Luckily, they allowed him to take you. His wonderful girlfriend. What a time to spend life in paradise..until it wasn’t. 3k. No smut. 
Part two  4k. No smut. 
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lulubelle814 · 1 year
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insanityclause · 9 months
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Saney did you see the interview in Hindustan Times with TNM creator Sandeep Modi? He says "We didn't know whether Tom was going to make it, he was shooting somewhere else and he promised to be there only for say a bit if he can at all". What do you think is meant? What are Tom's shots? We know that in March he was not filmed anywhere.
He wasn't filming anything, but he did have the poetry reading the next day, so maybe a rehearsal for that? So it might have been because of that, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to go, and if he'd be able to stay long if he was getting ready for the next day.
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visionsofmagic · 2 years
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⎯ stories with song lyrics [requests are open/a request post]
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Explanation: I was thinking about writing stories with some song lyrics I am in love with. Below, you can see these lyrics [some will be added as well from time to time] and characters/people’s name that I like and can write stories about them. So, you can message or ask me with a lyric [or more than one] and a specific character/person [it can be two character at one time a well]. Then, I will write it. ^^ Feel free to add your own imagination as well. Also, you don’t have to use lyrics to ask a requests.
Stories can be one-shorts, series, headcanons.
important notes: i really want to write about jk, tae [from bts], peter parker, wanda maximoff, and bucky barnes [from marvel], bats [from dc]. so, this ones will come sooner because i already have some ideas about them with some of these lyrics. so, you can request it as well or you can wait me for to write this without any request. ^^
྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾   ྾
↬ for example: “I want to read a story about Jungkook with 1st song lyric.”
[or] “I want to read a story about steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes with 41st song lyric.”
[or] “I want to read a story about peter parker  with 9th and 45th song lyrics.”
Warnings for requests: please identify what gender you want it to be; female reader or male reader and please describe what you want to read, so, I can really understand your wishes. ^^ [also, it can be an original character as you wish, will created by me of course.]
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◆ Characters/People
⌑ dc ⌑
Bruce Wayne/Batman [every version of him, especially robert p.], Clark Kent/Superman, John Constantine [movie version]
⌑ marvel ⌑
Steve Rogers/Captain America, Peter Parker/Spiderman [tom h. and andrew g. versions], Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier, Loki, Thor, Wanda Maximoff/The Scarlett Witch, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow, Stephen Strange/Doctor Strange
⌑ tv series ⌑
The Boys (2019-) Billy Butcher, Homelander, Soldier Boy, Queen Maeve
The Sandman (2022-) Morpheus/Dream/The Sandman, Corinthian/Nightmare
⌑ movies, movie series ⌑
Star Wars (not specific movie) Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Obi Wan Kenobi [tv series’ version as well]
Uncharted (2022) Nathan Drake - also game version too.
Twilight (all of them) Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen
In time (2011) Raymond Leon
American Psycho (2001) Patrick Bateman
John Wick (whole series) John Wick
The Prestige (2006) Alfred Borden
⌑ idols, actors, actresses ⌑
bts [especially jk & tae], chris evans, elizabeth olsen, sebastian stan, tom hiddlestion, tom holland, chris evans, robert pattinson     
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◆ Lyrics
1. A little bit older. A black leather jacket. A bad reputation. Insatiable habits. He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe. Yeah, I said, “If you kiss me, I might let it happen.” ▸my oh my, camila cabello [m]
2. Our secret moments in your crowded room. They've got no idea about me and you. & Say my name and everything just stops. I don't want you like a best friend. Only bought this dress so you could take it off▸dress, taylor swift [m]
3. I'm not here for games. I told you what it is, you chose to stay, oh. Baby, you chose the pain. 'Cause you don't know me, you just know my name, oh ▸renegade, aaryan shah [dark theme]
4. You don't know what you did, did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me▸under the influence, chris brown
5. Please understand that I'm trying my hardest. My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless. Anxiety is one hell of a problem▸consume, chase atlantic [angst]
6. Bend it over slow 'cause daddy I know how you like it. Backseat of the 'Rari pullin' over just to ride it. Make you get down on your knees. Can't always havе what you please. This bitch ain't comin' for free & you know I carry a knife. You should be scared for your life. 'Cause you know I don't play nice▸oh mami, chase atlantic ft. maggie lindemann [m]
7. Don't worry, my hands. They're only warm for you. If I'm ruining you right now. Please forgive me. Because I can't live without you▸pied piper, bts
8. Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours. But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad? Pacify her. She's getting on my nerves. You don't love her. Stop lying with those words.▸pacify her, melanie martinez
9. And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me". I can't help this awful energy. God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in control? ▸control, halsey [villain vibe]
10. There's parts of me I cannot hide. I've tried and tried a million times. Cross my heart and hope to die. Welcome to my darkside▸darkside, neoni [villain vibe]
11. And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight. But my hands been broken one too many times. So I'll use my voice, I'll be so fucking rude. Words they always win, but I know I'll lose▸another love, tom odell [angst]
12. Terribly like terrible, she's the villain. One as sweet as caramel, she's my saint. Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really. Something telling me to run away▸inferno, bella poarch & sub urban
13. I could be a better boyfriend than him. I could do the shit that he never did. Up all night, I won't quit. Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him. I could be such a gentleman. Plus all my clothes would fit▸boyfriend, dove cameron [from this lyrics, I am getting a big vibe of wanda x f!reader, so, you know what I mean]
14. I keep forgetting I should let you go. But when you look at me. The only memory is us kissing in the moonlight▸can’t remember to forget you, shakira & rihanna
15. Yeah, we danced on tabletops, and we took too many shots. Think we kissed, but I forgot last Friday night▸last friday night, katy perry
16. Don't blame me, love made me crazy. If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right. Lord, save me, my drug is my baby. I'll be usin' for the rest of my life ▸don’t blame me, taylor swift
17. Call me in the morning to apologize. Every little lie gives me butterflies. Something in the way you're looking through my eyes. Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive▸teeth, 5sos
18. Six feet tall and super strong. We'd always get along. Alright, alright. Ooh, he'd pick me up at eight. And not a minute late. 'Cause I don't like to wait, no. Kind and ain't afraid to cry. Or treat his mama right. That's right, that's what I like▸guy.exe, superfruit [fluff]
19. I'm in love with a fairytale. Even though it hurts. 'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind. I'm already cursed▸bad blood, taylor swift [note for this one; I added these part but I will write with whole lyrics because this song’s every lyric is amazing for an au, or a love story]
20. And you're startin' to bore me, baby. Why'd you only call me when you're high?▸why’d you only call me when you’re high?, arctic monkeys [protective or possessive vibe]
21. But you didn't have to cut me off. Make out like it never happened. And that we were nothing. And I don't even need your love. But you treat me like a stranger. And that feels so rough▸somebody that i used to know, gotye
22. Right now, I'm shameless. Screamin' my lungs out for ya. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to▸shameless, camila cabello
23. We laugh together, we cry together. These simple feelings were everything I had. When will it be?. If I see you again. I will look into your eyes. And say, "I missed you"▸still with you, jungkook
24. She said, "Fuck me like I'm famous", I said, "Okay"▸slow down, chase atlantic [m]
25. You're too late. Had your girlfriend at my house for two days. Should be obvious, the reason she stayed with me▸too late, chase atlantic [m]
26. Where have you been? Do you know when you're coming back? 'Cause since you've been gone. I've got along but I've been sad▸reflections, the neighbourhood [angst]
27. And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime. And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine.▸dandelions, ruth b. [fluff]
28. You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you. You'll never know the murderer sitting next to you. You'll think, "How'd I get here, sitting next to you?" But after all I've said, please don't forget ▸heathens, twenty one pilots [dark theme, like mafia au]
29. But mama I'm in love with a criminal. And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical.▸criminal, britney spears [this one is like mafia au too]
30. Oh, dear diary, I met a boy. He made my doll heart light up with joy. Oh, dear diary, we fell apart. Welcome to the life of Electra Heart.▸ bubblegum bitch, marina
31. Come on, don't be silly. I beg of you, stop. I'm sure that he doesn't reflect. What he really is▸ainsi bas la vida, indila [dark theme]
32. I can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman & Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes. It's no secret everybody knows. Yeah, we fucked, bitch, so what? That's about as far as your buddy goes & I never loved you enough to trust you. We just met and I just fucked you▸superman, eminem [so much homelander vibe]
33. You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone. So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are. And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone. That's probably the reason that we get along▸mad hatter, melanie martinez [dark theme]
34. I'm tired of being home alone. Used to have a girl a day. But I want you to stay. ▸ lost in the fire, the weekend [playboy vibe]
35. We found each other. I helped you out of a broken place. You gave me comfort. But falling for you was my mistake.▸ call out my name, the weekend
36. Give it to me daddy, that's what she keeps screamin'. Give it to me daddy, She love the way I beat it.& Lights down low, time to get naughty. ▸lights down low, maejor ft. waka flocka flame [m]
37. You can say what you like, don't say I wouldn't die for you. I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God. Be my help, be a savior who can.▸ train wreck, james arthur [angst, mainly]
39. We used to be close, but people can go. From people you know to people you don't. And what hurts the most is people can go. From people you know to people you don't ▸ people you know, selena gomez
38. One: Don't pick up the phone. You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two: Don't let him in, you'll have to kick him out again
Three: Don't be his friend. You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him.▸new rules, dua lipa
40. Saw you there and I thought. "Oh, my God, look at that face. You look like my next mistake. Love's a game, wanna play?" ▸blank space, taylor swift
41. I know I can treat you better than he can. And any girl like you deserves a gentleman. Tell me, why are we wasting time. On all your wasted crying. When you should be with me instead? ▸ treat you better, shawn mendes [love triangle vibe]
42. Only love can hurt like this. Must have been a deadly kiss & But every time you're there I'm begging you to stay. When you come close I just tremble. And every time, every time you go. It's like a knife that cuts right through my soul▸only love can hurt like this, paloma faith
43. I heard from a friend of a friend. That that dick was a ten out of ten ▸ need to know, doja cat [m]
44. Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely. Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely ▸ doin’ time, lana del rey
45. Baby, I'm a sociopath. Sweet serial killer. On the warpath. 'Cause I love you just a little too much ▸ serial killer, lana del rey [dark theme, dark!nat and wanda vibes or dark!mc/reader with a pretty boy like peter p.]
46. Guys my age don't know how to treat me. Don't know how to treat me. Don't know how to treat me. Guys my age don't know how to touch me. Don't know how to love me good ▸ guys my age, hey violet [mature, sugar!daddy/mommy theme]
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love, rose <3
ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/perseprose/profile you can request in ao3 too. i will publish this in there too.
[masterlist]
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sapphostuff · 2 years
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Apparently, international fans can also vote! Done voting please also do so, For us to be able to show our support for our artists. We can encounter some technical problems so if ever it's better if can install browsers but it works the best at chrome.
If it won't go straight to the site from here, you can copy the link and paste it at the search bar in google or browser you use.
Omar Rudberg for best latin artist of the year
Omar Rudberg - Young Royals for best actor in a series
Simon and Wilhelm - Young Royals for favorite series couple
Young Royals for best teen series
EDVIN RYDING for best actor in a teen series
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theiconica6 · 2 years
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Even though I love Thor, I still laugh at his bleached eyebrows in the first movie. Why did they do him like that?
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A secret or two - 1
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Summary: Tom and (Y/N) got the chance to meet each other through a friend where they find themselves drowning in their conversations. Both starting to feel like their age difference doesn't feel like anything anymore and could lead to more possibilities.
Pairing: Tom x Reader
Genre: Fluff, smut
Warning: Age gap, sexaay time.
Note: Here it comeeees!
*gifs are not mine*
You walk into the restaurant where your friend, Diana ask you to meet her after your shoot, no, you're not the model, you're the photographer even though your mom was a top-notch actress at her time, and also because you hate the attention, you're an only child so when you were a kid, you're used on getting a panic attack when the paparazzi's around.
You decided to become a photographer because of your grandfather, he was also a famous photographer before your mom decided to become an actress. You spotted that Diana was sitting with a lot of people, you sigh, here we go, you thought.
"Hi,"
All eyes are on you as Diana squeals. "Now, everyone, the photographer I was talking about is here." your eyes widen, she rolls her eyes as she introduced you to everyone.
You were introduced to quite a few actors and actresses, you feel a knot on your stomach as you take a seat. "What were you working on?" Diana asks and she makes sure that her voice is loud enough so everyone could hear so they could put all of their attention to you.
"I was working with Mulberry for their newest bags."
You gave her a look. "Mulberry?" a voice replied.
You nodded, before you can say anything, Diana interrupts by saying. "You know him, right? Tom Hiddleston? Loki?" You didn't say anything, you just smiled at him as you order a glass of wine.
Diana scoots over, Tom gave her a look, "Get to know her, she'll surprise you." she whispers as Tom scoots to sit next to (Y/N) who jolted when she turns her head and find Tom sitting next to her.
"Oh—" You startled.
"Hello," Tom smiles. "Hi, there, sorry, I'm just very jumpy." you chuckled nervously.
"So, you're a photographer?"
You nodded your head, not knowing how to make a conversation, he smells so so good. "I mean, you know it's not an easy job like people think." you shrug.
"Well, I don't really like it when people take pictures of me, but sometimes I really don't have a choice." you laugh, knowing how it feels, surprisingly a lot of models or actors don't really like it when they are scheduled for a photoshoot.
"I know." you murmur under your breath as you take a sip of your wine.
The night was spent with a lot of talking that when Diana tells you that she's going back to her hotel and asked you to stay, Tom was the one who agreed, taking the call of you staying.
You two were talking about your jobs, and how sometimes life for him can be boring and lacking privacy. Tom thought to himself, who is this girl? Why am I so drawn to her? as he watches you, not breaking any eye contact while you're talking about how growing up was hard because of your mom's fame.
"You didn't like it?"
You shake your head no. "Not even a bit, maybe because I don't really have any plans on being like my mom." you said.
Tom studies you, your lips seem to be his favorite place to land his eyes on.
"I heard that you paint?" he asks.
You laugh, knowing that Diana really got time to tell everyone what you do, who you are, and what you like. "Right, I graduated both in Bachelor of Arts and in Film." Tom tilts his head, furrowing his brows but he's also smiling.
"That's interesting, I guess Diana was right."
"About what?"
He added, "That you're full of surprises." You roll your eyes at him.
"That's not right, everybody could have the same degrees as I am."
Tom nods his head.
"Right."
You look at your watch, it's too late. "I think I have to go." you bit your lower lip.
Tom's heart sinks when he sees (Y/N) bites her lip. He watches her taking a sip of her last wine, gathering her stuff back in her bag. "Why?" the words just slipped out his mouth without his control.
"I have to catch a flight back home tomorrow."
"LA?"
You nod. "Yeah, I mean, I basically live in San Diego, but because of all my work there, I decided to sell my condo and move to LA."
After long minutes of fighting about who's going to pay, I sign the bill and smiled at him. He hands his phone to the waiter and smiles, "Fancy a picture with me?" I throw my head back laughing as he wraps his arm around my waist, scooting closer to me as we smile at the camera.
We walk outside where you waited for your Uber after declining his request to take you to your hotel. "Are you sure you're gonna be all right?" you smile, reassuring him for the tenth time.
"Yes, Tom, I'm always on the run, I can manage."
He looks at you. (gif)
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"Okay, I will see you tomorrow." he said opening the door for you, you froze when you noticed what he said. "Tomorrow?" "I believe, we're taking the same flight back to LA tomorrow." your eyes widen, surprised that maybe he's not joking.
"Oh?"
"Yes, oh— my darling."
You shrug it off. "Alright then, let's see if you're not joking."
He closes the door for you as you roll down the window. "See you, tomorrow."
You wake up late and heading straight to the airport, to only find yourself running to check-in. "Enjoy your flight, Miss." you nodded and try to catch your breath.
You look for your seats, not paying any attention to who's already sitting down. You settled your bags and look down to only find Tom smiling at you, you burst out laughing finding him there. "Oh, you're not joking." before you take a seat right in front of him, he whispers something to the woman next to him and she gave you her seat.
"Oh— no, it's—"
The woman just smiled as she moves to your seat. "You need to stop." you said as you sat down, buckle yourself up and turn your head to him as you lean your head back smiling.
"I wanted to sit next to you and you look really cute in that dress, I couldn't resist."
You roll your eyes thinking that you're grabbing whatever it is that your first saw.
A linen short dress, topped with a black ballet shoe.
"Any plans?"
"When we landed?"
He nodded. "Well, I have a shoot right away, we'll get there at two, the shoot is at four so you know, I have to get back to work right away." Tom smiles, trailing his eyes from your eyes to your lips, again and again.
"I was about to ask if you wanted to go out to eat with me."
You chuckle, "I can do it after, I didn't say anything about having other plans afterwards." you said to him.
"I can just come with you to work so that you won't have time to make any excuses to not go to dinner with me."
You laugh at him.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
You turn to him again. "What? You change your mind?" he instantly shook his head no.
"Good."
11 hours later....
The two of you walk out of LAX with your driver's waiting and helping you two out with your bags. "You ready to see me take pictures of naked women?" you laugh as you hop into the backseat. Tom saw a couple of girls and their group taking pictures of you two, he shook his head, Tom's scared that it's going to make (Y/N)'s uncomfortable.
"Ray, did Chloe get my kit this morning?"
Her driver nodded his head. "Yes, Miss, it's already at the set."
She smiles. "Thank you, Ray."
Tom looks around there was no paparazzi in the building, but everyone was greeting him and (Y/N) as they enter the set. A blonde girl walks up to them and says, "Everything's ready, and everyone's eating, have you eat?" Tom stood as (Y/N) was going through pages by pages on what the girl hands her.
"Okay, and Chloe, this Tom, Tom this is Chloe, my production assistant."
Chloe didn't seem to bother looking at Tom like how people usually do.
Tom excuse himself to go to the bathroom as you walk towards the room they give you, just for you, and Chloe makes it clear to Chloe that no one can enter the room without her permission, it's a room wherever you're working that you can have to yourself without any disturbance.
You open your laptop and checked all your kits, looking at the shoot guidelines for the shoot in front of the gigantic mirror in front of you.
Tom walks out of the restroom and finds Chloe, she sighs out of nowhere, "She's in that room." she nods her head to the room across from him.
"Thank yo— " she walks away not giving any glance to Tom.
Tom walks in and you don't even notice. Tom smiles at the view of you leaning forward brows furrowed looking at your laptop. "Hi," he greeted.
You turn around and find him leaning against the door before he closes it and walks toward you. "Hi, please have a seat." you said as you close your laptop and sit on the counter facing him.
"Are you sure you're okay waiting for me?"
He doesn't stop walking to you until he's getting so close. "No, I'll be just fine." and all of the sudden your heart won't stop racing so fast, and you have a hard time catching your breath.
"Do you want me to kiss you or should I just take a seat over there?"
You gulped, not saying anything as he caresses your hair, tucking it behind your ear. "Do we have time?"
You nodded, "Y—yes." "Good."
After a minute of kissing with his tongue tangles with yours, Tom turns you over, raising it just where it stops on your hips as you look at him through the mirror, you watch him study your body his grip doesn't leave your skin as he glances back at you as he unzips his pants and taking off your panties, gripping your behind causing you to gasp.
"Ssh.. we don't want a crowd outside of that door." he said as he slides his finger inside of you, watching you close as he bit his lower lip with only lust on his face.
Tom slides his fingers inside and out as you keep up on your pace of breathing. He thrusts it over and over again, as you shut your eyes, trying not to make a loud sound.
When he finally takes his fingers out of you, he puts them in his mouth, licking every side of his fingers causing you to gulp, and you can't wait any longer, you want him so bad.
Moan erupts from both of your mouths when he's finally inside. He grips your hair, still... not breaking any contacts as he squeezes your behind. "Good girl." he said as he thrusts harder, you moan loudly gripping the side of the counter.
Tom teases you by stopping, you shot your eyes open. "Want me to stop?"
"No."
He slowly thrust inside of you, you tremble as he thrust you harder and faster as you feel all of your cell dances when he's inside and you feel yourself dripping on how wet you are.
"Tom—" you warn.
"Give it to me, baby."
You let out a moan, a loud one when you finish as he follows and pulls out gripping your dress.
"That's my girl." he said turning you over to press his lips against yours.
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amethysthollis · 3 years
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mareebird · 3 years
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I'm gonna call this done.
And dig my funeral music, haha.
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I'm taking commissions now btw. I'll draw your fave characters, your fam, your pet. DM me. I'll post an official commissions sheet soon.
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peteparkersbug · 3 years
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A Drunk Man’s Actions Are A Sober Man’s Thoughts (Loki x F!Reader)
Hey guys! I hope you’ll enjoy this short Loki fic!
For Context: This takes place sometime before Thor 1, so that’s why I referred to Loki as an Odinson, not Laufeyson. 
Word Count: 1.2k
Warnings: alcohol consumption
It felt like there was always a celebration going on in Asgard. Whether it was a resolution of a fight between Sif and Loki, or maybe Thor and his friends had won a battle against some foes. No matter the day, someone was celebrating something. 
Today's occasion? The 500th wedding anniversary between Odin and his gorgeous wife, Frigga. They had invited all of Asgard to the palace for a grand feast and a night of drinking plus dancing. 
You were very much looking forward to the event; it gave you a chance to dress up and forget about any and all problems in your life. Besides, seeing the youngest Odinson dress up was always a treat. 
You and Sif were currently in her chambers, picking out outfits from the vast selection of fine Asgardian fabrics that Frigga had brought you two. 
"What about this one?" Sif asked, stepping out of the bathroom to reveal herself in a royal purple gown. 
You smiled brightly, nodding your head rapidly, "that's it! That's definitely the one!"
She returned the smile and pulled her hair out of it's signature pony tail, sitting down on the bed, "okay (Y/N), it's your turn. Pick a gown," she declared, gesturing to all the options. 
They all looked so beautiful and were to your liking, but a certain forest green one caught your eye; it had the perfect amount of lace, it was flowy, and it was cut at the perfect length. 
Lady Sif smirked at the colour choice and watched as you entered the bathroom, closing the door to have some privacy while you changed. When you came out, she had no words; your beauty literally made her speechless. 
"(Y/N)...." she trailed off, making you freeze. Was it bad? 
"It's perfect for you! You're definitely gonna catch the eye of a certain someone-" she cut off her sentence with a squeal as you slapped her shoulder, claiming you had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. 
The two of you finished getting ready and made your way to the dining hall, taking the seats you sat in everyday. Eventually, everyone was gathered at the table, both Odin and Frigga giving excellent greetings and speeches towards each other; Frigga's was so moving it brought a few people to tears. 
Throughout the boisterous and eventful dinner, you kept taking glances over at Loki, who was seated next to his mother with his brother next to his father. What you failed to notice is that Loki knew you were watching him; he always seemed to look over at you when you were already looking away, a blush on your cheeks as you talked to Sif. 
He smirked slightly and took another swig of his chalice. He had no idea what was in it, but what he did know is that he wanted another. And maybe another...
When everyone had had their fill of the delicious meal, it was time for the after party; the chance for everyone to sing and dance and drink the night away. You enjoyed dancing, but Sif wasn't much of a dancer, so the two of you hung out by the corner, drinking your drinks while chatting quietly. 
Loki watched you from across the room, blindly accepting another drink from his older brother, who had a mischievous smirk displayed. The youngest didn't have a clue as to why, but he also didn't really care; Thor was a strange man in his opinion. 
Normally Loki would just watch you from afar, but something about tonight felt different. With a new carefree attitude, he sauntered over to you, chuckling quietly when he saw your panicked expression and your rapid whispers to Sif. When he got to you, Sif quickly excused herself, sending a knowing look to Loki; one that said 'show her a good time but watch yourself.' 
He nodded at her, his way of silently thanking her. 
"It's good to see you, my dear. I was waiting for our paths to cross tonight," he declared, making you cough on your drink. 
My dear? That was new. You took a good look at his face, noticing the way his pupils were dilated, the harsh blush on his cheeks, and the goofy smile on his lips. You also took notice of the way his body swayed slightly; almost as if he couldn't keep his balance.
"Loki..." you trailed off, "....are you drunk?" you asked, making him burst into laughter. 
"Oh (Y/N), my love. My darling, my goddess.....that's actually a good question. Am I? Who knows!" he exclaimed, loud laughter escaping him. 
You tried to hold back any comments; it was very strange seeing Loki so loose and carefree at a party. Suddenly, a slow and melodic song came on, the youngest Odinson recognizing it immediately as his parent's wedding song. 
He turned back to face you, holding his hand out, "well then, shall we, my queen?" he asked, ignoring the way your cheeks exploded into redness. 
You couldn't say anything; you were so star struck, so you simply nodded, placing your shaking hand in his. He eagerly yet softly led you to the dance floor, ignoring the shocked looks from the other guests and the smug looks on Thor and Sif. 
With some trouble due to Loki's intoxicated state, the two of you managed to waltz around like everyone else, genuinely having a nice time. The only rough patch was when Loki stumbled over his own feet, making you bump into Frigga and Odin. With a quick and quiet apology, the two of you continued your dance. 
When the song changed to something more slow, you settled for swaying back and forth in his arms. 
"(Y/N) my love, did I ever tell you how absolutely ravishing you look in that gown?" he asked, mumbling into your ear. 
You tensed as he continued, "truly the most beautiful woman in all of Asgard and the Nine Realms."
You couldn't help yourself, you blushed a deep red. However, you knew you had to put a stop to it, "Loki, you can't say stuff like that..." 
He grabbed your chin, making you look up into his stunning eyes, "and why not, darling?" 
You forced yourself to look anywhere but him as you said, "you're drunk. By tomorrow, you're not going to remember or mean any of this," a quick breath escaped your lips when you finished. 
As you gained the courage to finally look back at him, you saw that he looked....hurt; almost betrayed.
"(Y/N), do you really think that?" he asked nervously, his tone completely serious. 
With some hesitation you nodded, prompting him to stop swaying the two of you. He shook his head, cupping both your cheeks and stroking them with his thumbs. 
"Well..." he began, a nervous yet excited glint in his eyes, "as they say on Migard: a drunken man's actions are a sober man's thoughts." 
You were about to ask him what he meant by that, but you couldn't speak as you suddenly felt a pair of lips on yours. Your eyes widened as you realized Loki Odinson, the prince of Asgard, was kissing you. It didn't take you long to kiss back, the two of you pouring your frustrations and affection into it. 
When you pulled away, the two of you were breathless, panting slightly. You shared a smile and leaned back in, your lips meeting again. You didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but you decided that living in this moment for right now was perfectly fine with you.
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He's Not Real
A/N: this is totally not based on my own fear of venom and its definitely not comfort in the fact that I'm watching spiderman 3 while finishing this. i am terrified. (update: i will have nightmares)
Theme: fluffy banter
Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x Gn!Reader
Warnings: swearing, constant mention of venom
Words: 485 (breakdown incoming)
Also thank you to @bittersnowflake for reading this prior to posting and for your support :) <333
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Squealing in fear, I cover my face with my blanket, shutting my eyes closed and covering my ears. "Tell me when venom's gone." I squeak out.
"Darling, he's not real." Tom laughs, pausing the movie and gently removing the blanket that's currently covering my face. He gently holds my chin getting me to face him.
"He's still scary as fuck." I pout, trying to pull the blanket back over my face. Tom snatches it from my hands, putting it behind him and out of my reach. I stick my tongue out at him.
"Can he hurt you?" He inquires, eyebrow twitching upwards in a teasing manner. Oh no he didn't.
"Fifth Amendment." Crossing my arms, I turn away from him slightly, I can still see him out of the corner of my eye.
He laughs shaking his head. "We're in England, that doesn't count, love."
"Oh bah humbug! Yes it does, I am an American citizen, still counts." I turn my head, facing him yet again. The corner of his mouth twitching into an amused smirk. Good to know you’re entertained, Mr. Hiddleston.
“I don’t understand this, most people think he’s cool.”
"Have you seen Venom??" I counter, pointing towards the tv, which shows venom in all his sharp teethy glory. Yes, I said teethy glory. I try to reach behind him to retrieve my blanket, hoping he forgot he was holding it captive. My fingers are able to grasp the corner but its shortly ripped from me again.
"Yes, yes I have. I would say he's very un-intimidating." He gives me a soft yet teasing look, and i roll my eyes in return. "You watch Doctor Who for fun and you think Venom is scary."
"Okay, the only creatures in Doctor Who that are even remotely scary are cybermen and weeping angels. The rest are just meh."
His eyes blow wide as his jaw drops in astonishment, "Meh? Have you seen the creatures in that one episode--The Girl In The Fireplace? That's what you call scary!"
I laugh, my head rolling back in amusement."Those are literal clocks, they have gears for brains. You can freeze them and they won't move! Those are nothing compared to Venom."
"Still scary." He huffs, handing me back my hidey blanket. He then retrieves the remote, I hadn't noticed it, but somewhere during our banter it had gotten put on the coffee table.
"Look who has the absurd fear now." I give him the same teasing look he gave me earlier, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Oh hush." He smiles slightly, putting his arm behind my back.
Cuddling into his side, I ask, "Doctor Who?"
"The Shakespeare Code?" Looking down at me, he shines me an affectionate expression and then kisses my cheek, pulling me closer to him. And I smile, my heart filled with joy and love for him. Even if he thinks Venom isn't scary. I beg to differ.
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Hello there! Love ur blog btw! Could u write a Tom Hiddleston x actress!reader where reader is an Loki fanfic writer and also a big Hiddlestoner in secret and she’s Tom costar and he finds out.
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the unexpected
pairing: tom hiddleston x reader
warnings: fluff and a bit of tension 👀 *cough cough*
a/n: look at the gif.  look at it.  please protect this man.  also i hope you guys like this! ❤️
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“We have time for a couple more questions,” your publicist said to the interviewer.
You smiled as he prepared his last questions, your hands folded neatly in your lap.
He finally looked up.  “So I hear you’re in the process of shooting a movie with Tom Hiddleston.  What’s that been like for you in terms of workload?”
You lightly sighed as you averted your eyes, trying to find the right words.  “Tom’s been quite amazing to work with.  He’s become a really good friend, helping lighten the burden I had with two movies to work on.  I love him so much.  He’s quite the charming guy,” you explained.  “I’m really excited to see how this turns out!”
“I’m sure your fans are as well,” the interviewer said.  “They’ve been waiting for this collaboration for a while.”
“Yeah, pre-production certainly took a while, but I’m glad that project finally took off.”
The interviewer smiled.  “Okay, we’re nearing the end of our time together, but I wanted to ask a lighthearted question to send you off.”
“Go for it.”
“Your fans often see you writing on set,” he began.  “They’ve been tweeting at me to ask you what you write.”
“Ah,” you said before laughing.  “Unfortunately it’s nothing of interest.  I just write whatever comes to mind.  It sometimes helps me get in the moment before acting out a scene.”
The interviewer closed his notebook.  “Y/N, it’s been a pleasure.”
You smiled.  “Likewise.”
You exited the room, your publicist trailing behind you.
You couldn’t deny the fact that your heart was beating fast against your ribcage.  It wasn’t necessarily the interview that threw you off but rather the last question.  You felt as though your cover was blown, as if you were caught doing what you weren’t supposed to do.
And it definitely wasn’t easy.
Being a fanfiction writer.
You kept your eyes on the ground in front of you as you walked back to the car, where you’d be driven back to set for the day.
You stared out the window and watched the buildings go by.  You were sure this day of shooting was also going to be emotional and exhausting, but that was why you loved it.
When you got back to set, you were immediately rushed to your trailer, where you got into your hair and makeup for the day.  You looked fondly at your reflection in the mirror.  
You were styled in a voluminous period dress, and your head was secured with multiple hairpieces.  
“You look lovely, darling.”
You quickly whirled around to see Tom poking his head into your trailer.  A sigh of relief escaped you as you put your hands on your hips, looking almost like a mother scolding a child.  “Christ, Tom, I could’ve been naked!”
“But you’re not,” he mused, raising an eyebrow.  “Either way, you’d still look lovely.”
“Stop!” you laughed.  “You can’t say things like that!”
He shrugged.  “Just trying to get into character,” he said.  “I mean, you are my wife.”
“Wife-to-be,” you corrected him.  “All while you’re pining after other women.”
“Oh, is my wife jealous?” he teased.
“Very,” you scoffed.
He smiled as he reached his hand out.  “Anyhow, I came to bring you to set.  They’re ready for us.”
You took his hand, and he helped you out of your trailer.  You gathered your skirt and walked beside him, when you noticed you were wearing the wrong shoes.
“Shit, my shoes,” you murmured.
“I’ll get them,” Tom said, immediately jogging back to your trailer.
You smiled at his retreating figure.  He really was a gentleman.
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“How could you do this to me?” you said, your voice trembling.  “I never liked the idea of an arranged marriage, but I thought you’d at least like me.”
Tom turned, half of his face lit by the fireplace of the dark room.  “You’re sorely mistaken.”  His voice was low.
Tears streamed down your face.  “So after all this time, you were luring me in,” you said.  “What did you want?  My money?  My name?  My body?”
His eyes caught yours, and you felt your heart beginning to pound.  
“Your money?  You could scarcely afford this place, even if you wanted to.  It would put you in chains,” he started.  “Your name’s already been tainted by your poor bastard of a father, and your body...”  He took a moment to eye you up and down.  “Your body could not satisfy even the worst of men.”
You took a step back, gripping your skirt.  “You don’t mean that.”
“Every word.”
You shook your head, your mouth agape.  “You’re a monster.”
You began to storm out of the room when he caught your arm, shoving you roughly into the wall.  Your shivering figure was trapped between his arms.  You could barely conjure the courage to look at him.
“I wasn’t finished,” he growled.
“Then finish,” you whispered.  “Break my heart, and do it quickly.”
His deep eyes pierced you.  “Listen carefully.  Your money matters not because I will take care of you,” he said.  “Your name will be my name, and you will proudly proclaim it to whoever you please.”  
He leaned forward to rest his forehead on yours.  You could feel his soft warm breath on your lips.
“And when I say that your body could not satisfy even the worst of men, it’s because it never will,” he said.  “You are mine, and I am yours.”
You shook your head, confused.  “Why are you saying this?”
Without another word, he closed the gap between you two, pressing his lips roughly into yours.  You could feel the hot air begin to swirl around you, making you yearn for more.  You gasped with surprise as he broke off the kiss, trailing more down your jaw and neck.
When your eyes met again, you fought all urges to kiss him again until the last second, when your body moved on impulse.  You cupped his jaw until you ran your hands through his long locks.  
You pulled back, gazing into his eyes lit by the fire.  You traced his small smile with your fingers.
“And...cut!”
It took you a moment to break out of your trance.  You smiled as Tom handed you some water.
“Awesome,” the director said.  “We’ll take a break, so feel free to roam about the area, but don’t wander far.”
You found yourself walking outside, shivering in the cold night air.  You glanced behind you at the estate the crew managed to reserve and wondered how someone could’ve lived in such a grand place.
You felt a jacket being draped over your shoulders and noticed Tom standing next to you.  You flashed him a smile before looking away, your lips still hot.
“Were you scared?” he asked.
You furrowed your brow.  “Why?”
“You were shaking like a leaf,” he chuckled.  “I just wanted to make sure I didn’t scar you for life.”
You laughed.  “You don’t have to worry.  It was great.”
He looked out at the extensive lawn.  “Sorry if I took the kiss too far.”
You could feel a flame running down your jaw and neck.  
You quickly shook your head.  “It’s fine!  You were in the moment.”  You shuffled your feet in the gravel.  
“I imagine that’s probably going to go into a piece of your fanfiction,” he said.
“Yeah, definitely --”  Your eyes widened.  “Wait, what?”
He looked unbothered.  “You write fanfiction.  Yes?”
“Oh, God,” you breathed.  “How’d you find out?”
“I was wondering what you were smiling about so intently during break one day,” he chuckled.  
You covered your face.  “This isn’t what I was expecting.”
“Sorry,” he said.  “Does it help to say I’m a fan?”
“A bit of both,” you said.  “I never thought you’d actually read them.  It just started out of the blue because I’m a big fan of the MCU, but I never thought this would happen --”
“Hey,” Tom said, taking your hands.  “I think it’s great.”
You bit your lip.  “Really?”
“Yes, really.”
You were speechless as he held your hands.  
“Tom!  Y/N!  We start in five!” the director called from inside.
Tom squeezed your hand gently.  “Come on, darling.”
You let him lead you back inside, your mind still in a haze.  You weren’t able to process the fact that you were being led to the bedroom, where some of the crew was waiting.
You felt Tom glancing at you, then your face went red.
“Oh, shit.”
“You’ll be fine.”
“Action!”
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nonstoplover · 4 years
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Suffering from separation ~ Tom Hiddleston
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Summary: after a long time spent apart from each other, (Y/N) and Tom can’t wait to see each other again, and when they finally do, events swiftly turn only to make it one of the happiest days of their lives...
Words: 1.7K
Approximate reading time: about 10 mins
A/N: i first wrote this at age 14, quite literally ages ago lmao, with a terrible english (due to only learning english from age 9). luckily i’ve improved since then and after remembering it just today i was able to rewrite it now. i actually still love this idea a lot haha. let me know what you think and as usual, hope you enjoy <3
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It's what they call a normal, cold and rainy October day. Water’s falling from the sky nonstop since I woke up in the morning, but even that can’t dampen my excitement. Today’s the day my boyfriend comes home after five weeks of being apart due to his job, shooting a new movie again.
It’s the first time we spent such a long time separated, I usually go with him and spend the time on set, sitting in his trailer working away on my laptop, thanking the heavens for choosing a job I can do whenever and wherever I want to.
Though this time my brother’s wedding is coming up and I offered my help in the last minute arrangements, meaning that I’m not able to spend several weeks away from home, since my much needed help could only be used here, with my personal, live assistance instead of a few advice spoken through a screen.
Slowly the day turns into night, even the swift passing of time unable to stop the rain falling down, and I’m moving around the kitchen making the final touches of dinner, cutting up some salad whilst listening to the raindrops jingle on the windowsill, when out of nowhere I hear the sound of a car engine growing louder through the dash of rain before a flash of lights beam in through the kitchen window, making me go blind for a couple seconds.
The car stops in our driveway, and after winning my sight back I’m able to outline the familiar silhouette that’s stepping out from the vehicle. A sudden burst of happiness makes me forget everything else, legs already moving to run towards the door, and as soon as it was opened, I rushed out towards my boyfriend.
He’s on the other side of the car now to grab his bags, and when I get in a reachable distance to him, I launch myself right into his arms. Tom takes a step back, trying to keep his balance, one arm instinctively wrapping around by waist to keep me steady whilst the other still clutches the bag.
He lets out a surprised chuckle, holding me tightly to his body for a moment before leaning back so he could look into my eyes.
“(Y/N), darlin’, are you crazy? What are you doing out here without a coat?” he asks, voice gentle and caring, a lovely smile splattered across his face as his eyes move down my body, soon coming to a new discovery, speaking up once more. “...and without a shoe?” 
I almost faint from alone the sound of his voice, only hearing it through smart devices, distorted just a tiny bit but still enough to make it sound differently building such a huge contrast with the way it rolled out his mouth live.
I follow his gaze down towards my feet, only noticing it now that I did in fact run out into the rain in nothing but a pair of socks. 
"I just missed you so much,” I answer, cheeks flushing pink from the slight embarrassment I’m feeling.
“Oh, love, I missed you too,” Tom says instantly, leaning in to press a soft kiss against my lips.
It feels too good to be real, waiting so much for it, trying to imagine feeling his mouth against mine in growing anticipation only making the real sensation a hundred times better.
“I love you,” he whispers, the skin of our lips still touching, before he moves and starts taking the remaining steps left until we’re back inside the dry warmth of our house, my legs still around his middle, his hand still holding me up carefully.
"Let me down, I can walk,” I giggle as he continues to walk.
“Nope, I don't want you to get ill.” Tom answers just as we enter the house.
He still doesn’t stop, I can feel his legs move to kick his shoes off before continueing his way further inside. Arriving in the living room, he gently places me down on the couch before moving to put his bags down from his other hand.
He shrugs his jacket down from his shoulders, putting it around the back of a chair as I sit up still giggling, watching him in adoration. As soon as he’s finished, Tom comes back to sit next to me, immediately leaning in to kiss me passionately. Without a moment of hesitation I kiss him back, and as his hands slowly make their way around my back, fingers caressing me through the material of his old T-shirt I’m wearing, I feel complete again.
I feel content and fulfilled with love, making me realise how lonely I actually was in the past weeks, and I cling into him like I’d never let him go again. And a part of me wants to do just that.
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After dinner, the two of us stroll back to the living room, having decided to watch a movie, though still not knowing which one. I’m sitting on the couch, legs pulled up and crossed in front of me, heels digging into the fabric as I'n still looking for a romantic comedy that sounds interesting and good on an online list.
When I finally find something probable, I glance up to ask Tom about it. I haven’t noticed him moving up from his previous sitting position on the sofa next to me, eyes immediately go to search around the room to find him.
It doesn’t take much time to do so, catching sight of him kneeling on the ground just besides the couch, in front of my legs. I’m just about to open my mouth and ask him what he’s doing when he starts speaking, preventing me by a millisecond.
“(Y/N), I have to tell you something.”
From this one sentence I can hear the sudden thickness of his accent, signalling that he’s nervous, and I wait a bit impatiently for him to continue, but he seems unable to find the right words. When his eyes that are frantically moving around finally land on mine for a moment, I shine a reassuring smile his way to calm his nerves. It seems to help because after clearing his throat, his lips open again.
“When we were apart, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You were stuck in my mind 24/7. And I was suffering. Honestly, truly suffering. ‘Cause I couldn't see your beautiful face, touch your wonderfully soft and deliciously scented hair, taste your luscious lips, hear your lovely voice. ‘Cause I couldn’t be with you. It felt so wrong, so unnatural. And every time I heard your voice through the phone, this feeling only grew stronger. In the end I came to the realisation that it’s because you’re the one for me. You’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, you’re the one I want to feel next to me every time I wake up. And you’re the woman I want to have kids with, if you too want to have one or two in the future,” his voice trails off for a moment, a grin on his face as his eyes seem to travel to a different place in a different time, seeming like he’s already picturing the scenes he painted with his words before he focuses on me once more, lips opening once more to finish his speech. “My beautiful, one and only love, my dearest (Y/N), will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?”
His eyes are full of love as he’s staring at me patiently, I can see that even through the blurriness of my eyes caused by the wave of teardrops that are coming nonstop almost since he started speaking in the first place.
I’m breathless, unable to speak so I simply move my head in frantic nods to answer his question. Tom’s smile grows even bigger if that’s possible, splitting his face in half as he raises his right hand only a slight bit.
It’s enough for me to catch sight of the box in between his fingers, showing off a gorgeous ring sitting inside. As my eyes take in the beauty, the words that seemed missing only a couple seconds ago come to my lips, leaving them without a stop.
“Oh my goodness, Tom! This ring is... wonderful!” I exclaim, one hand flying up to cover my mouth as my jaw dropped down, leaving it wide open. “I can't believe this is truly happening.”
Another sob escapes my lips and I chuckle from the strange emotionality that took over me, Tom laughing away with me.
“What, you’re gonna leave it in there?” He asks with a teasing tone after a few seconds, the fingers of his free hand moving to wrap around the jewellery, pulling it out of the box. I move a hand towards him almost in an instinct, watching in awe as he pushes it up my ring finger, the coolness of it touching my warm skin delicately.
When he finishes his action, Tom leans in to hug me tight against his chest, lips searching for mine only to kiss me like he’ll never stop. And in the moment both of us know that we never want to be apart again, never want to feel this suffering again, expressing our thoughts and feelings only through our actions, no words spoken.
We spend the rest of the night watching a movie we eventually come to choose, but neither of us truly pay attention to it, either deep in thought of the joyful future we have ahead of us or talking about anything and everything that comes to our minds.
Still, one thought seems to come back every other second, not leaving me for the remainder of the rainy October day, always filling me up with joy when thinking about it.
Everything feels just like living in a dream. I’ve found my Prince Charming, and though it feels like I couldn’t get any happier no matter what, something, some kind of strange gut feeling tells me that it’s only going to get happier from today.
.::the end::.
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wolfgang-king · 3 years
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one of the things that i abhor about fandom is the acceptance (and even expectation?) of group stalking. the idea that it’s totally okay to not only take pictures of celebrities while they are going about their daily lives, but to then post them and share them all over the internet and discuss them in fandom settings is beyond grotesque. it’s not behavior that we would allow it in our own lives (i.e. people following us around to take pictures of us as we get groceries or while on holiday with our friends or family), and to think that celebrities some how owe us this invasion is beyond words. this type of group stalking (which has been pushed by the paparazzi and bleed into the every person since we all have cameras 24/7, and probably feeds a great deal into actual stalking) has expanded to such things as the exact location of where these people live, waiting outside their homes for a glimpse of them coming and going, as well as seeking out places that they workout, eat, shop, spend time with their families, etc. there was a moment while i was in the Hiddleston fandom in which i had a very clear idea (if not out right knowledge) of where Tom was at any given time, not because i sought out this information, but because the fandom at large was sharing every single sighting of him, this realization turned my stomach and was part of the reason i left. i find myself in this position yet again, despite my best efforts to stay on the edge of fandom. apparently group stalking is so commonplace and expected (and accepted for some fucking reason) that even trying to stick to the edges of fandom in which we mostly share the products our favs produce and pictures and artwork of them and staying out of fandom theories and drama is not enough. how sad that those that claim to care about these people are the same people that are willing to let these practices continue. i do care about these people, which is why i try hard to only share things (mostly pictures) that are not blatantly exploiting people and participating in group stalking, and this effort has now forced me to all but fully step away from fandom. i know this will cause me to miss some actually important things (such as announcements of new works), but my own sanity depends on it. i can not knowingly participate in something that brings even a small amount of discomfort or pain to someone i care about, whether they know it or not. i have, as of a few minutes ago, unfollowed a lot of blogs that i truly liked because they were sharing pics that were clearly taken without the subjects permission. some of these blogs were mutuals, and i am saddened that i felt the need to unfollow them for something seemingly so small, but it really isn’t that small to me. if you care about someone, you act as though you do, and this is the only way i can do that. i’ve been a part of fandoms for a very very long time, and this is the second time that i have walked away from a fandom because of this kind of behavior, it saddens me more than you know, i am only grateful that this time around the fandom didn’t actually ruin anything and i can still call myself a fan.
i also wanted to say that i am aware that i have, in the past, shared pictures of this nature, and while i’m not going to go through and remove them at this point (what’s done is done), i am working on being better and will be more aware of what i share and post. 
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