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This is both a personal blog and an RP blog!

Mun is: 35, pan, lives in Chicago, IL, USA. I do write some very adult-themed stories and RPs, so be forewarned. I will tag such entries as #nsfw. So you can blacklist that tag if you do not want to read that sort of thing!

Also, I swear.

A fucking lot.

I have an unhealthy obsession with Tom Hiddleston.

Obviously.

shh-carrie-is-dreaming:

Very ‘fly’? Oh Thomas. I don’t know whether to punch you in the dick or kiss you…

Art Garfunkel mop? Oh, Tom! Don’t malign your curls like that!

shh-carrie-is-dreaming:

Very ‘fly’? Oh Thomas. I don’t know whether to punch you in the dick or kiss you…

Art Garfunkel mop? Oh, Tom! Don’t malign your curls like that!

ladytron2000:

sarabeth72:

tomslegsarekillingmeslowly:

thereallimegreenandloki:

Adult male of the species.  Observe the strut, the lithe movement of abdominal muscles.  The definition of forearm musculature.  Broadness of shoulder, narrowness of hip.  
Physical perfection. 

God almighty.

Dorito-shaped bastard.



Wait, I thought Chris Evans was the Dorito?

ladytron2000:

sarabeth72:

tomslegsarekillingmeslowly:

thereallimegreenandloki:

Adult male of the species.  Observe the strut, the lithe movement of abdominal muscles.  The definition of forearm musculature.  Broadness of shoulder, narrowness of hip.  

Physical perfection. 

God almighty.

Dorito-shaped bastard.

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Wait, I thought Chris Evans was the Dorito?

hiddleshoneybunny:

hiddlesherethereeverywhere:

bellafagoaga1812:

laterovaries tomcuddlesfic britishmenaredestroyingmylife bluebirdtweets frictionandfluff fromhiddleswithlove fuckyestomhiddleston gofuckyourselftomhiddleston hiddlestonforlife hiddlesherethereeverywhere hiddlesisanerd hard-on-for-hiddleston

Because I love ya! Thats why! Hope it brings ya smiles!

WHERE DID THE COME FROM HOW HAVE I NEVER SEEN THISSSSS

ohhh! but did you get the article a little further down that put Sienna Guilroy on blast! LOL! perfect! God don’t like ugly…

Ah, but that gif leaves out the best part. Tom doesn’t let go of Ruffalo’s arms when he starts to walk away, so they end up crab-walking together like they’re at some stupid workplace retreat doing teambuilding exercises.

dailydoseofhiddles:

Conversation with Tom Hiddleston - Nerd HQ (2013) HD

This wonderful Nerd HQ panel happened exactly 1 year ago at the San Diego Comic-Con 2013. After watching this, I realized how much I admired Tom Hiddleston not just as an actor, but as a person.

If you haven’t watched it yet, I totally suggest you to do so. It’s really fun and enjoyable, but it’s also really INSPIRING.

I assure you it will make your day better! :)

(Besides, by watching it, you could also learn more about Zachary Levi’s wonderful initiative: Nerd HQ!)

Lots of love, my dear followers. And enjoy.

XOXO.

ladiesloveloki:

haveahiddles:

ladiesloveloki:

haveahiddles:


"Considering that I doubt Odin will keep a civil tongue in his head, you may very well see it." she nodded.

There was a knock at the door and Frigga ducked her head in. “If you are ready yet, I believe I have gotten Heimdall’s attention and gotten his word not to go running to Odin the second we arrive in Asgard. Are you ready, Loki dear?” she asked, drawing closer to the bed and laying a hand on his shoulder.

She knew movement was difficult for him and thought it might be best if Thor carried Loki, but she also knew that Loki’s pride might be wounded by the very idea.

Frigga put her hand on her son’s arm.  ”Having Thor carry you might be the only the only option, if not the best one”, she said gently.

Loki sighed; there was nothing for it.  ”I’m ready, Mother”, he murmured.

Together, Frigga, Thor, Loki, Darcy, and Jane made their way out to what was probably supposed to be a helicopter landing pad for Wyvern Castle. Jane clung to Thor’s back while he helped support Loki on his arm… not fully carrying him, but close. Frigga had Darcy’s arm, holding her steady.

"All right, Heimdall. Bring us home." she spoke to the air as though Heimdall were among them rather than yelling at the sky as Thor so often did.

The wind suddenly picked up, and all at once, it felt like everybody was being given a mighty yank upward by an unseen force.  

It lasted an eternity and a fraction of a second at the same time.  One moment, they were on the helipad, and the next, they were at the end of the Bifrost, where Heimdall was waiting.  

"Welcome Home, your Majesty", Heimdall said quietly.  

"What a rush." Darcy exclaimed, stumbling only a little. "Okay, WOW." she said, seeing Heimdall standing on the platform. "I knew Asgardians were like… on steroids or something, but wow!"

"Yeah, it’s impressive." Jane agreed, smiling widely. She hadn’t been able to properly appreciate Asgard last time.

Darcy went to Thor’s side, taking Loki’s free hand. “You okay, handsome?” she asked him, worried but trying not to fuss over him too much.

lokisvampiregirl:

haveahiddles:

lokisvampiregirl:

haveahiddles:


Tom curled his arms around her, holding her close as they both stood under the hot spray. With some reluctance, he released her only so he could start washing himself off, wiping the sweat and other fluids from his skin, wetting his hair down.

Morgan finished washing and stepped out, pulling out a silky white tank top and some shorts. “Would you still like to go out for breakfast? You mentioned a restaurant Red…. Red Rooster? Is that what it’s called?”

Tom laughed softly. “Red Lion Inn.” he corrected her, climbing out of the shower and drying off. He pulled on a pair of loose block sweatpants and one of his many Marvel-based t-shirts. This one had Thor on it.  “They have a wonderful breakfast menu.”

He pulled on his favorite old sneakers and ran his fingers through his hair in lieu of actually combing it out. If he let it air dry, it would curl up and he’d discovered that Morgan liked it curly.

"Ready, darling?" he smiled, reaching for her hand.

She slipped on a casual tank top and some cut off jean shorts, fixing her hair in a loose braid and applying a simple coat of eyeshadow.

"Ready." She smiled taking his hand as they walked out the door.

They got a cab to the Red Lion Inn. Tom graciously helped her out of the car and took her arm, escorting her inside of the restaurant as though it was a five-star place. In reality, it was a warm and cozy little place with booths and a menu that was all but seven pages long.

He got her seated first and then took his own seat, eyes shining brightly. Unlike most new vampires, he had shown only a very little sensitivity to sunlight, mostly resulting in him wearing sunglasses when he was out during daylight hours. But this was hardly out of the ordinary. He also had extraordinary control over his need for blood. Even when he fed directly from Morgan, his bite was gentle.

rotaesshinies:

this is the take where the horse has its teeth clamped on his shoulder

Bad horsie!

That being said, I would take a bite too. Yummy.

ladiesloveloki:

haveahiddles:


"Considering that I doubt Odin will keep a civil tongue in his head, you may very well see it." she nodded.

There was a knock at the door and Frigga ducked her head in. “If you are ready yet, I believe I have gotten Heimdall’s attention and gotten his word not to go running to Odin the second we arrive in Asgard. Are you ready, Loki dear?” she asked, drawing closer to the bed and laying a hand on his shoulder.

She knew movement was difficult for him and thought it might be best if Thor carried Loki, but she also knew that Loki’s pride might be wounded by the very idea.

Frigga put her hand on her son’s arm.  ”Having Thor carry you might be the only the only option, if not the best one”, she said gently.

Loki sighed; there was nothing for it.  ”I’m ready, Mother”, he murmured.

Together, Frigga, Thor, Loki, Darcy, and Jane made their way out to what was probably supposed to be a helicopter landing pad for Wyvern Castle. Jane clung to Thor’s back while he helped support Loki on his arm… not fully carrying him, but close. Frigga had Darcy’s arm, holding her steady.

"All right, Heimdall. Bring us home." she spoke to the air as though Heimdall were among them rather than yelling at the sky as Thor so often did.

ladiesloveloki:

haveahiddles:

ladiesloveloki:

touchoflokiinthenight:

ladiesloveloki:

touchoflokiinthenight:


“Mortals… Always in such a hurry.” he teased her, opening the door to their rooms and ushering her inside. Almost before the door was fully shut behind them, Selenna found herself pushed face down on the bed, Loki’s weight holding her down as he nipped at the back of her neck.

“What my lady wants…. She receives.” he growled in a low voice.

She stretched her body out underneath him with a wanton moan, her hips pressing back against him.  Food was very suddenly the last thing on her mind.  No…her mind was suddenly fuzzy, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t clear it like she was usually able to.  It was as if her body was completely beyond her control.  

An inhuman growl was pulled from her throat while her hands clawed viciously at the sheets underneath her.

Loki whispered a low spell, their thrown-on clothes disappearing from their bodies and reappearing neatly folded on a chair nearby. The sudden sensation of her heated body against him made him cry out. He shoved her hips up, manipulating her into a hands and knees position on the bed. Normally, he was gentle at this stage of sex, but right now, he was running far too hotly for gentleness. He spread her legs apart roughly and plunged his cock into her wet heat without any preamble. The sheer heat of her skin nearly seared him.

"Selenna!" he snarled her name, his long arms and legs allowing him echo her position, letting him brace himself against the headboard, his hips pumping furiously.

She bucked back into him to meet his thrusts, the inhuman growl louder than before.  He couldn’t go deep enough…hard enough…fast enough.  Her mind seemed to be completely possessed by something else.  She felt as if her human self was pushed into the deepest recesses of her mind, and it was this part that realized that the Elemental seemed to be taking complete control of her psyche, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.  

She wasn’t complaining, of course…she quite liked being viciously fucked by her husband to be.

Ice crackled along Loki’s skin as his own Jotun abilities made themselves known, a common thing when he was impassioned. And a lucky thing too since it protected him from Selenna’s fire. Whatever her elemental was doing, it was effecting him, raising his instinctive lusts, his need to claim his mate.

"Selenna…!" he snarled her name, feeling that telltale tightening low in his belly.

"L…Loki…gods…” she panted, trying to buck her hips back as hard as she could.  Flames began erupting over her body, but this time they seemed…different.  The orange flames, which were usually tinged with blue in combination with Loki’s ice, were now tinged a very dark blood red.  She could tell, in her little nook in her subconscious, that the elemental was at least trying to have mercy on her human body that was so unused to whatever it was that was happening to her, but the harder she tried to tamp it down, the more forceful her lust became.

Her eyes, which had squeezed shut, had flown open when she felt his hand slide between her legs to press on her clit.  Her jaw clenched, and she looked over her shoulder.  Her usually violet eyes were now rimmed with bright orange.  

"Harder",she snarled, her fingernails beginning to shred the sheets where she was gripping them.  

Loki normally green eyes had already turned blood red as he gripped her hips hard and began to fuck with ruthless strength, showing no concern for her human limitations. Luckily, with the elemental, she was able to take whatever he could dish out and demand more.

Loki gave a harsh cry as his movements began less measure, more animalistic. He was close… so close… he needed to come, but he would not do so until she had. Elegant fingers flicked against her clit hard, each pass making her pulse around him.

thorkizilla:

This is it.  This is the pinnacle of nerdom.  This is the greatest height of nerdery that has ever been reached before.

Peter in Loki’s body on a bus downtown to the real Loki and making an excuse that he’s going to a comic convention.

Never will such levels of pure fucking nerd ever be seen again, it’s just not possible.  This is a beautiful day, I am glad I am alive to experience this, god bless.