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Hello friends! Did you miss me? 😇
Good Morning Loves!
Just a quick thought before I head to work this morning. What would you say of I decided to no longer be anonymous on here?
I'm working on growing my personal tiktok account and also start one for my books that will be coming soon and could use the support over there since I currently only have 75 followers.
What do you think about learning my name and seeing the face behind the Mischief?
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By the time you had realized that the life of a sugar baby wasn't everything you thought it would be, it was already too late. You fallen in love with him. When you finally walk away from him and the life he has provided you, fate continues to bring the two of you back to each other. After moving on and starting a new relationship with your boss turned boyfriend, Sebastian, your loyalties will be tested as the man that broke your heart becomes your latest client.
Will Tom see what he had in front of him all along before it's gone for good? Will a normal life provide you with much more than he ever could?
(Sugar Daddy/ CEO Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader and Art Gallery Owner Sebastian Stan x Female Reader)
This one shot was inspired by a request from @youlightmeupfinn who wanted a Tom one shot to "Ride" by Chase Rice. I had just planned on writing a short Romantic Tom story with some sensual spice to it, but it turned into an entire plot at nearly 4.9k words!!!!
Warnings: mostly fluff with some smut thrown in at the end, mentions of cheating and alcohol.
“Well, consider this your eviction notice then, you lying piece of shit! I don’t care where you go, as long as you aren’t there when I get home!”
After working so closely with you over the last few months, Tom would recognize that voice anywhere. He had originally stepped outside to grab some air, but now that he heard how upset you were, there was no way he was going back in until he knew you were okay.
Upon hearing footsteps approaching, you quieted your soft sobs and quickly tried to compose yourself. Turning around to face the secret visitor, your fake smile slowly faded when you locked eyes with those baby blues that you had found yourself drowning in each day at work. The concern on his features told you that you didn’t have to hide your emotions right now and you turned to face the view once again.
“I assume you heard all of that?”
Wrapping his arm around your shoulder and leaning down to place a kiss on the top of your head, Tom did his best to console you without making you uncomfortable in anyway. Playing lovers on screen was one thing. Overstepping boundaries off the studio lot was another.
“I’m afraid so. It appears I chose the wrong time to take a break from the wrap party… Do you want to talk about it, darling?”
You found yourself leaning into his side without even thinking about it. Over the course of filming, the two of you had grown into close friends and it was second nature to be close with him. The romantic scenes between your characters felt natural with someone as warm and open as Tom, so he had quickly become the person you would turn to when you and your long term boyfriend would run into problems.
“Well, there isn’t much to say on the matter. I went home after the meeting this morning to get ready for tonight and found him under his personal trainer. I guess I should have seen it coming though. Nobody goes to the gym that much and doesn’t see results from it. Apparently, my bed allowed her a more hands on approach to her workout regimen.”
“Is now the time that I tell you I never liked the guy?”
Tom couldn’t help but smile as you looked at him with a smirk on your face. Even though the California night was warm, the breeze on the balcony wasn’t and he saw you shiver slightly. His suit jacket was being pulled off and wrapped around you before he gave it a second thought.
As you became enveloped in the smell of his cologne, your heart ached that you wouldn’t get many more chances to enjoy the citrus musk that was so uniquely Tom. The two of you had a few more items to handle next week and then the entire project would be wrapped up until the press tour early next year for the movie release. The two of you stood in the silence together for a while longer before you sighed.
“He’s the one that cheated, yet I’m the one that has to find somewhere else to sleep tonight. Looks like I’m getting a hotel room until he packs his stuff and gets out. I refuse to look at his face one more second.”
“… or you could just stay with me instead.”
He wasn’t sure who was more surprised by his response in that moment. After studying his face for any sign of a joke, he watched you lightly shake your head and go back to watching the lights of the city in the valley below.
“I can’t put you out like that, Tom.”
The feel of his fingers slipping beneath your chin caused you to look back into his eyes once more as he brought your attention back to him.
“Sweetheart, I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t mean it. I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing you are in some hotel room after the day you’ve had. I get the feeling that you don’t exactly want to be alone right now either.”
“You’re probably right. A night with a friend sounds much better than crying alone with room service dessert and a sappy movie.”
His hand shifted to cup your cheek as he smiled down at you.
“That’s the spirit. Besides, why settle for room service when my place has the wine you love and some of those gourmet chocolates from that bakery next to the studio.”
The way your face lit up made the flutters in his stomach intensify. When you were around, the butterflies he felt made everything around him fade away.
“Now you’re speaking my language, Hiddleston. What do you say we rejoin the party for one more drink? I’m sure they are starting to wonder where we disappeared to by now.”
One more drink turned into a few more before Tom called for the car to take the two of you back to the house he had been leasing during shooting. Even though it was late, he still opened the bottle of wine that he had promised you. In this moment he was glad he had thought to have a spare bottle of your favorite vintage on hand in case he had the chance to throw one more dinner party before heading back to London. They had become a common occurrence during this project, but he mainly did it just to have an excuse to see you outside of work. The sight of you stepping back into the room wearing a set of his lounge clothes caused him to spill the glass he was pouring, and he quickly turned to clean the mess with a hand towel.
“Thank goodness for uncomfortable formal gowns…”
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
Tom turned around and put on his best smile and slid a glass towards you on the other side of the kitchen island.
“I said the sweets are in the fridge.”
This one shot was inspired by a post from @mochie85 and a song she loves. After listening to "Half Crazy" by Juslisen, I knew I had to write this story!!!
4.6k words
TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of a drunken hookup, excessive drinking, jealousy, and unrequited love
Contains angst, slight fluff, and mentions of sex.
“Whoa, slow down killer.”
With a dramatic roll of your eyes, you downed the third shot of the night without a second thought. All you wanted to do was forget for just one night. As if she knew exactly what was going through your mind, Natasha put herself between you and the broody god at the opposite end of the bar.
“Does this have anything to do with a certain cranky Asgardian prince? We’ve all noticed that the besties haven’t been on the best of terms lately. What are you two fighting about now?”
After chasing the shot with a large swig of your mixed drink, you winced slightly as the burn made its way through your chest. It still didn’t do much to sooth the ache that you felt inside. With a sigh, you finally voiced the one thing that hadn’t left your thoughts in weeks.
“I wish it was just a simple fight. This is so much worse.”
Watching her brows furrow with concern, you took a deep breath and forced the words out.
“He and I… we uh… we hooked up, Nat…”
The words were enough to make the trained spy sputter on her drink. Not much shocked her anymore, but that revelation was certainly enough to catch her off guard.
“The music in here is a little loud tonight. I’m going to need you to repeat that again.”
Pouring yourself another shot from the bottle you swiped from behind the bar, you refused to meet her eyes, knowing the sight of him was right over her shoulder. The way he was burning a hole right through you with his intense stare made you wonder if he had heard your confession.
“We both know you heard me, Romanoff. I won’t say it again.”
“Alright… wow… so you slept with your best friend who you have been madly in love with for ages. I take it things didn’t go well? Was the sex horrible or what?”
You didn’t say a word causing her to study you and approach it at another angle.
“Spill it babe. I need some details here.”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know? How can you not know if the sex was good or not?”
Finally meeting her eyes, you bit your lip and darted your eyes over her shoulder to the man in question who was staring at the glass in front of him.
“I don’t know because I don’t remember, alright! It’s just flashes in my mind. We were hanging out in the common room passing a bottle of tequila back and forth and at some point the conversation shifted to not so family friendly topics. I told him about my dry spell, explained what exactly a dry spell was, and then I briefly recall him saying something to the extent of offering to end said dry spell. After that it’s kind of fuzzy. Heavy petting and making out in the floor in front of the couch turned into something more and then I don’t remember anything else until the next morning.”
Natasha took the bottle from you and poured her own shot.
“Based on the way things have been since then, it wasn’t a pleasant morning after?”
The memory of the next day caused your vision to blur and you quickly looked down to compose yourself.
“Something like that… As if it wasn’t awkward enough, he called it a mistake. I’ve wondered for years what it would be like to wake up beside him and Lohk immediately regrets it…”
Feeling his gaze on you once again, you turned to face the mirror behind the bar and wiped away the few tears that had fallen. You locked eyes with her in the reflection as she rubbed you back to comfort you with tears of her own.
“I’m so sorry, sweetie.”
Throwing on a fake smile, you tried to lighten the mood.
By the time you had realized that the life of a sugar baby wasn't everything you thought it would be, it was already too late. You fallen in love with him. When you finally walk away from him and the life he has provided you, fate continues to bring the two of you back to each other. Will Tom see what he had in front of him all along before it's gone for good? Will a normal life provide you with much more than he ever could?
Chapter 1
Flipping through the channels one more time, you finally stopped on a movie you had seen twenty times and curled up under the blanket on the huge, oversized couch. It was nights like this that the house felt massive. Honestly, there were a few rooms you hadn’t entered in months. Why he felt like you needed three guest rooms was beyond you. The office at least came in handy during the semesters when you would work on your assignments for school.
In the beginning, the space had been his. It was a place he would escape to on the extended visits when he needed to get work done. Eventually he spent less time in the office of your home and also with you. When you started your graduate studies, you did a deep clean on the layer of dust that had built from neglect in his absence. After redecorating it to sort your tastes, the space was officially yours. At least as much as it could be yours. It was still his home even if he was hardly in it.
Your eyes had just begun to drift close when you heard the distinct sound of his Jaguar pulling into the driveway. Not sure if you had imagined it, you muted the television and held your breath as you waited. When you heard the car door close, you frantically threw the blanket off of you and grabbed your cell.
No missed calls or texts.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
Making a mad dash for the master bedroom, you knew you didn’t have time to shave your legs or select an outfit for him. It was going to be a bare minimum kind of night. Somehow you were able to wash your hair and your body at the same time. When you were still eager to please him, you made it a point to keep yourself perfectly groomed. The longer time went on, it was as if you both stopped trying.
Your hand reached out for the towel you had placed on the rack outside the enormous glass cage that was supposed to be a shower. Quickly drying off, you hustled out of the steamy bathroom and back into your bedroom to find the stupid black lace nightie that you knew was his favorite to try to make up for the fact that you hadn’t been at the door to greet him. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, you didn’t see his figure seated in the chair in the dark corner.
“Don’t bother, baby girl.”
The sound of your yelp caused a slight smirk on his lips as he took another swig from the whiskey glass in his hand. Once you caught your breath, you turned to address him.
“I wasn’t expecting you tonight. You usually at least shoot me a text to let me know you’re on your way.”
“I was in the neighborhood.”
It was impossible to miss the fact that it was an outright lie. The tuxedo he was wearing gave himself away. The way he slurred his words slightly also told you that he had been drinking, even before the whiskey he was currently nursing from the wet bar in the living room. You let out a frustrated sigh as you shoved the various intimates into the drawer of your dresser.
“You used to lie better than that, Thomas.”
“I beg your pardon?”
The gasp was unintentional as you quickly realized the words had been said aloud. Before you could turn around to fix your mistake, he was already finishing off his drink and setting the glass on the floor beside the chair as he stood to make his way over to you.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-“
The words were cut off as his hand came up to your throat and walked you backwards against the wall. It wasn’t enough to hinder your breathing, only to reassert his dominance over you. With his lips hovering over yours, you could already taste the alcohol on his breath.
“First you aren’t at the door to greet me, princess. Now, you seem to have forgotten how to address me. Because I’m feeling generous tonight, I will give you one more chance. What’s my name, little one?”
The word had become tarnished over the years together and left a bitter taste on your lips.
“Daddy.”
“That’s right. Now why don’t you lose the attitude and show me just how much you’ve missed me, darling.”
With his hand still holding your throat below your jaw, he reached up and pulled the towel away from your body.
“So, gorgeous.”
His lips finally crashed against yours, causing a whimper to escape at the relief of finally having his touch again for the first time in weeks. Within seconds you gave into him and let him have you once more. Your breath came in short pants as he began to trail his lips down your naked body until he had fallen to his knees before you. You looked down into his eyes as you smiled at him. The look on his face was dark and serious as he grabbed your leg and hooked it over his shoulder. The expression was one you had seen from that very first tonight together.
After seeing a TikTok tonight, I knew I just had to write about it! What would happen if you gave Mischief a pudding cup to eat without a spoon? A mesmerizing show, that's what! Enjoy! ;)
warnings: Absolute disrespect for an innocent dessert... Other than that, nothing too vulgar...
Wanda walked into the kitchen to see you sitting on the counter with Natasha leaning beside you. She immediately noticed how you both seemed to be patiently waiting for some reason.
"What are you two up to now?"
Glancing at each other with a mirrored smirk, you spoke up and answered for the both of you.
"We set up an experiment. I read in this month's issue of Cosmo that you can tell a lot about a man's... skills by watching them eat."
"Ooookay.... so what's the experiment then?"
Natasha took this one.
"We made sure all the guys saw us bring pudding cups back from the store today then hid all of the spoons."
Wanda's face flashed with confusion until the light bulb went off. The fact that her cheeks now held the same hue as her hair made you giggle. You watched as she swallowed hard before speaking again with a slight quiver to her voice now.
"Oh... So... any results yet?"
"Yuuuuup! Wilson and Barnes found them first. Barnes started out nicely but eventually lost his patience and searched the kitchen until he found where we hid the silverware. He handed a spoon off to Wilson before we could collect much data. Parker came in next but it felt wrong so we gave the kid a spoon right away. He's like my baby brother."
Natasha elbowed you in the side, causing you to immediately halt the conversation.
"Incoming ladies..."
All three of you went silent as Thor and Loki appeared.
"Brother, I swear to you, these little treats are delightful. I first discovered them while visiting Midgard when I first met Lady Jane."
The princes seemed to ignore your presence as they made their way across the room. Thor pulled two pudding cups from the fridge and handed one to Loki before opening the utensil drawer to find it empty.
"All in the dishwasher. Sorry boys."
Thor seemed to think about it for a moment before shrugging his shoulders and peeling the top off the cup. Without wasting much time, he squeezed the cup until the plastic bent under his tight grasp and proceeded to quickly eat the pudding until most of it was gone before carelessly tossing it over his shoulder into the trash.
As you all stared at him with a disappointed expression, you caught Loki watching and immediately pretended to be looking at something else.
No longer interested in watching Thor devour his second cup, your eyes drift over to Loki who delicately opened the treat in his hand and got to work. Over the next little while, the three of you watched as the God used his apparently very dexterous tongue to savor the treat while sitting in the window sill silently reading the book in his lap. Switching between kitten licks and wide curls and swipes of the muscle, it felt impossible to look away from the sight in front of you.
When he was nearly done, he used his pointer and middle finger to retrieve the rest from the very bottom of the cup, swirling them around slowly to gather every last drop. As he brought the long digits to his mouth, his eyes flicked up to you, catching you off guard. With your eyes locked onto his, the two fingers slipped between his lips before emerging seconds later cleaned of all trace of the delicious snack. You had completely forgotten you weren't alone in the room until Natasha whispered beside you.
"Close your mouth sweetie... you're drooling."
Hearing him returning to the kitchen, the three of you pretended to be looking at something on Wanda's phone when Loki crossed the room to dispose of the now immaculately clean container. Finding your gaze drifting back to him, you looked up in time to see him wink at you as he passed by, causing your mouth to suddenly go dry. As he left the room, you let out the breath you were holding and shared a look with the other ladies.
Just as Natasha and Wanda turned away to resume looking at the device in Wanda's hand, you felt someone standing behind you. Before you even had the chance to move, his breath is against your ear.
"If you desired to know what I am capable of, Kitten, you merely had to ask instead of consulting that magazine of yours."
Falling victim to the sultry whisper currently sending a shiver down your spine, you helplessly watched as the other two women in the room carried on their conversation a few feet away. The feeling of his hand gripping your hip is now met with him being pressed against your backside to move even closer to your ear.
"I must say I was intrigued after finding it discarded on the sofa last night, left open to the list of sexual positions to insure the most intense orgasms. Should you feel the need to try any of them or find yourself needing a demonstration of my skills first hand, I'll be in my room..."
Your knees nearly buckled when he traced the tip of his tongue along the side of your neck before catching your earlobe between his teeth. The sound of his deep chuckle fading was the only indication you had that he had left the room once again.
Hi Lovelies! 😘
I know it's been way too long since I've posted but life has been tough lately. There have been a lot of changes in my life and I am finally starting to feel like I am getting my head above water again. The last 6 months have included some health issues that prevented me from functioning most days (which have now been resolved), a sudden move, and now going through a divorce. I am writing this from the guest room of my parents home where I have taken up residence until I figure out where to go from here.
That being said, are you ready for a comeback story?! 😅 I haven't forgotten about my storylines on here and they are still on my mind. I'm not sure how much writing I can get done between now and Christmas, but plan to get back to my writing after the first of the year. Until then, thank you all for the love and patience. Your support on here has meant more to me than you will ever know.
~J~
Welcome Back, my love. We've missed you! And whatever you need...
Seriously though. That means so much to me! I didn't realize how much I missed my Tumblr peeps until logging back in last night!! I'm home!! 😊
Hi Lovelies! 😘
I know it's been way too long since I've posted but life has been tough lately. There have been a lot of changes in my life and I am finally starting to feel like I am getting my head above water again. The last 6 months have included some health issues that prevented me from functioning most days (which have now been resolved), a sudden move, and now going through a divorce. I am writing this from the guest room of my parents home where I have taken up residence until I figure out where to go from here.
That being said, are you ready for a comeback story?! 😅 I haven't forgotten about my storylines on here and they are still on my mind. I'm not sure how much writing I can get done between now and Christmas, but plan to get back to my writing after the first of the year. Until then, thank you all for the love and patience. Your support on here has meant more to me than you will ever know.
~J~
I was listening to this song and it reminded me of your "Something Good." It just fit so well 😍😍
I hadn't heard the opening line to that song before, just the chorus!!! It does fit so perfectly!! This story will always hold a special place in my heart ❤️
It was the first story of yours I read. And I've been in love with your writing ever since!!
You're so sweet!!!!! I wish I could post more on here but my real life is pulling me in another direction right now. My health issues are starting to improve, but my heart is currently in the original novel I'm working on. I hope to get back to writing fan fic someday and finish up my stories on here, but working towards the goal of getting my book published on Kindle by the end of the year!!
I still get on here at night before bed and catch up on your stories and a few others though! 😘
I was listening to this song and it reminded me of your "Something Good." It just fit so well 😍😍
I hadn't heard the opening line to that song before, just the chorus!!! It does fit so perfectly!! This story will always hold a special place in my heart ❤️
Hi, I think your account has been flagged as your icon is “blurred” and the is “a warning” pop up message before I’m able to actually see your page. Hopefully it will get cleared up. Just wanted to give you a heads up
Thank you for letting me know. Not sure what that means though. Anybody know what it means or how I can fix it?
Hi Lovelies!!!!
Currently taking with my girl Tay and realized I missed posting this week! Around this time last year, @youlightmeupfinn talked me into starting my own blog on here after connecting through DM's while she was posting a Hiddles fic I was obsessed with! (Wrong Number still holds a special place in my heart!!)
Now a year later, I have just over 1.5k followers on here and am over half way through writing my first original novel after discovering my passion for writing!
Between focusing on my book and battling health issues, I've taken a step back from posting fan fiction for now. I'm still here though and love checking in to read all the amazing things being posted in the Mischief/Hiddles Fandom. That includes anything posted by you @mochie85!!! 😘
I still plan to get back to my open storylines someday, but for now, I don't know when that will be. But stay tuned for updates on my other projects coming soon if you are interested in my book coming soon to Kindle!
Love you all and hope life is treating you well! ❤️
~J~
Hi lovely! I hope you're doing OK. I just wanted to say 'hello'
Hello friend!!
I've been better. I have been battling almost daily migraines and chronic pain lately. Got a bunch of tests run last week and finally getting some answers. I pretty much haven't been living life lately. If I'm not trying to put in a few hours at work, I'm sleeping. My doctor thinks he has a solution though.
The book is coming along great though! Nearly half way through writing it! I got hella inspired and kept going with it which made me take a break from posting on here. We need to catch up soon!
Warnings: angst, occasional smut, alcohol, mentions of depression, anxiety, and emotional abuse
I got myself into a big sad emotions slump for a bit. I decided to give this a reread to boost my mood, and wowee it worked real good. I love this story so so much!
@morganmofresh you're so sweet!!!!!! I do the same thing when I'm in a sappy mood! I am about to edit it into a book series for Amazon soon. I'll keep my tumblr updated on it! Thank you for the support! It's means a lot ❤
Sending this to my favorite mutuals. You have worked so hard and gave us wonderful stories and content. You are loved. You are appreciated. Have you drank your water today?!
Show off a little! Because I would if I were your fantastic self! 😍😍😘
1. Which one of your fics/art piece is your favorite?
2. Which one of your works did you think was going to be a hit, but didn't do as well as you'd hoped?
3. Which one of your works did extremely well, beyond your expectations?
4. Which one was the first fic/art that you shared?
5. Which one is your latest?
Seriously saw this other day then got distracted!!! My bad 😆 and yes, still working on my water. Lol
1. Fav fic? Hmmm.... def Something Good. I've read it at least 10 times! Hubby thinks it's weird that I am so obsessed with my own writing but he can't understand that I wrote it for ME! It has everything I wanted. Longing. Angst. Fluff. Spice. Tension. That's why it's the first thing I plan to publish. After it gets edited to drop everything Hiddles related into an original character, it will be a 3 book series on Amazon!
2. Not the hit I expected? 🤔 that's a hard question... I try to not get too hung up on the initial response. Especially since I am still having people just now discover my earlier stuff. I guess the Love Language one. It went HOURS without a single comment or anything. I was in the middle of writing part 2 when I posted it and almost talked myself out of finishing it.
3. Above what I expected? Honestly?.... To Have & To Hold! I nearly stopped posting it SO. MANY. TIMES. I felt like it was too angsty, even for me. It was also so personal to me and got some harsh feedback half way through that absolutely murdered my drive to work on it.
4. First fic? I believe it was Dessert? The Loki drabble about grocery shopping. After the response I was got, I was hooked on posting on Tumblr! First series I think was Prince Charming before I started Something Good. Maybe?...
5. Latest- I think the last one I posted was Liquid Courage last weekend maybe? Sitting here trying to get motivated to work on a one shot and the first few chapters of Eternity though! 😘
After running it by @mochie85 to make sure I had a solid one shot idea, I will be putting a fluffy one shot together later today or this weekend inspired by this song! Can't wait!!!! Bring on sweet romantic Mischief!! 😍
Sooooooo funny post to get you through your Monday morning!!
I had a dream last night that was so realistic it was scary! For some reason my parents took me on a trip and we were exploring this mall or something. We rounded a corner and directly in front of me was this set that I recognized in my dream and started to panic and refused to go inside. It was like a cooking demonstration but hosted by TOM FREAKING HIDDLESTON and i somehow knew this!!!!
I remember going into a panic and my parents were laughing and practically dragging me inside. He was like shaggy haired, bearded Tom from the last few years with his glasses. So Professor Hiddleston with an apron over his suit and everything hahaha 😆
I was star struck and tried to keep my cool and blend in. After he had finished the meal, he turned and made eye contact with me and gave me a playful wink that made me feel slightly uneasy. He started this intro and I watched in horror as my mom stood up and handed him two books. Even though I haven't made a cover yet, for some reason I knew the first one was Something Good. My mother told him the other was a collection of the rest of the Loki/ Hiddleston fanfic that I've done on here 😳
I had to watch in slow motion horror and shear panic as he moved to sit in a chair and started READING IT. Like in front of everyone! Luckily it was silently to himself and not aloud but still. I was mortified and wanted to hide so bad.
After giving a few hums in response, he closed the books and walked over to me. He handed me a personal check for like 4 dollars and change and said, " These are mine now, darling."
With a smile and wave to everyone, he left and I woke up in a full on panic!
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
That's like a dream and nightmare all in one!!!!! Still trying to wrap my brain around it!
jotun loki: no... don't TOUCH ME! I'M A MONSTER! GET AWAY FROM ME, I'LL HURT YOU
me, clothes already off: no shit
This one shot was inspired by a post from @mochie85 and a song she loves. After listening to "Half Crazy" by Juslisen, I knew I had to write this story!!!
4.6k words
TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of a drunken hookup, excessive drinking, jealousy, and unrequited love
Contains angst, slight fluff, and mentions of sex.
“Whoa, slow down killer.”
With a dramatic roll of your eyes, you downed the third shot of the night without a second thought. All you wanted to do was forget for just one night. As if she knew exactly what was going through your mind, Natasha put herself between you and the broody god at the opposite end of the bar.
“Does this have anything to do with a certain cranky Asgardian prince? We’ve all noticed that the besties haven’t been on the best of terms lately. What are you two fighting about now?”
After chasing the shot with a large swig of your mixed drink, you winced slightly as the burn made its way through your chest. It still didn’t do much to sooth the ache that you felt inside. With a sigh, you finally voiced the one thing that hadn’t left your thoughts in weeks.
“I wish it was just a simple fight. This is so much worse.”
The utter perfection! Your angst and the way you write are so agonizingly beautiful! My heart (and my thighs 😂) were clenched just reading this!
I listened to the song in the background as I read it and it was just a whole other experience. You truly captured it. You amazing, brilliant, human!
That's you on your throne, bestie!
