Some random fangirl

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HELP

Am going absolutely insane rn. Has anyone saved youlightmeupfinn,s colour materlist. Specifically blue and pink. Am so dying i want to read those again i tried everything but could not find it and found out she deactivated but if anyone has her works please please (falls to knees) send it to me. Istg I owe yall a bigtime

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NEED TO FIND THIS FANFIC

Please reply if anyone knws. Am looking for a loki fanfic where the reader is a seer but for her to tell a prophecy she needs to harm herself like bleed and then the other characters basically exploit her she has cuts and then odin finds out and lock the reader and asks her to perform readings. Something like this. But all ik she gets tortured and loki is the savior. I read this on Wattpad and I can't find it now. PLEASE HELP

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Long long back my past self thght she wld totally succeed in writing a fanfiction. Wrong bish. Honestly I wanna delete it and maybe after my mid sem end am gonna attempt to make it more refined and polished. Anyone interested ??

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A tea with the goddess

CH:5

My Indian Nymph

He still can't believe this was happening. It was small shop, a nice, homely ambience, with small tea tables and chairs. And currently he was sitting in front of a wonderful woman with a steaming cup of chai, as they call it, held in their hands.

She couldn't believe this was happening. She bought him to her secret place and she didn't know why something in him, his blue eyes made her want to trust him ever since she saw him during that night. Now here she was sharing tea with a stranger, a beautiful stranger.

It was a little awkward neither of them knowing what to say until.....

"This chai tea is nice and i do find myself enjoying one after a long day at work"

She laughed....oh was it melodic.....thought he

"You do realize chai and tea are the same right Tom"

Eheheheh

Why did she find his giggle sexy and adorable at the same time?

"So, Tom how is your stay in India so far?", way to go Adhya wonderful question.

"The atmosphere is different and it's good so far but I've not been to many places yet darling but so far I am enjoying it", he said running his hand through his hair.

Is his hair soft, wait why am i thinking about that damn it Adhya stop staring, wait did he ask me something.....oh GOD..

"Uhmmmm, i beg your pardon sorry, what did you ask?", Adorable how is she doing that

"I asked whether you can be my tour guide for the evening darling, if you're free of course." he asked nervously.

Please say yes, please say yes.....please darling...

How can she refuse this man practically giving her an expression of a kicked puppy, with his brows scrunched up  and his eyes all glassy ....wait is he....is he pouting....oh god.

"Of course Tom, how about at 5pm"

Well let's say he may or may not have hugged her through his excitement

Hoyaaaaa, a short chapter i know but college sucks mann!!!!

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I made a little song. Sing this to the tune of the Barbie girl song!😅😂

I am Loki's girl

Living in Loki's world

His story is magic

And very tragic

I can brush his hair

And kiss him everywhere

Imagination!

Our love is a great creation

Come on Loki! Let's go party!

Yay! Yay! Yay!

[somewiseguy]

This is sooo cute its stuck inside my head in barbies tune

[somewiseguy]

Love at First Sight?

My Indian Nymph ch4:Beauty on the beach...

Chapter 1 ||Chapter2||Chapter3

Her hair was waving and fluttering in the gentle breeze of the wind. The water felt soothing on her aching feet. Again her father was insisting she take his position, the CEO, after his retirement, but Aadhya was not the one to be confined within four walls. Oh, how she longed to be free like those birds.

Her friends constantly teased her on how she got everything on a silver platter, oh if only they knew....

Sighing she turned back only to collide with a wall,

a muscular wall, she felt a pair of arms wrapping around her as she lost her balanced, apologies started making their way through her mouth but as she lifted her eyes she found herself gazing into the most spectacular blue-green eyes, like the ocean she thought, as her gaze wandered down works she saw prominent cheekbones and sharp jawline with a slightly longer nose and a pair of pink thin lips which were moving frantically.

She heard a deep baritone voice asking her whether she was alright which napped Aadhya of her daydreaming.

It was the same man! she met at the wedding....

Suddenly her tongue turned into lead....

Our hero was no good, holding his goddess in his arms, tom could practically hear his heart beating he just prayed that she won't hear it.

He was on his morning rum when he saw her standing and gazing at the sea, he didn't know how he got this close it seems that his legs have a mind of their own.

"I am so sorry, sir" oh how his cock stirred at the way she called him sir with that honey voice of hers he found his thoughts drifting to intimate ones...

"Eheheh, no need of sir darling, just call me tom" she never found a man's chuckle to be cute and sexy at the same time.

Tom noticed that he was still holding her and suddenly as if her touch burned him, which literally did in his other parts, he let her go.

He noticed that she was in a v-neck white t-shirt and black jeans which fit snuggly to her shaped legs, his thoughts wandered to images of how her legs would look wrapped around his torso as he brought her pleasure, he snapped out of his daze when he heard his name being called by the woman in front of him.

"I'm sorry darling, you were saying.."oh he didn't know how that pet name affected our heroine, she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.

Ignoring the feeling she repeated, "Are you new here, don't get me wrong but your accent...." she trailed off gazing at him to see whether she offended him but tom just chuckled and informed her that he is from London to attend his sister's wedding.

The air between them was filled with awkward silence. Neither of them knows how to break it.

"Let's get some tea..." was the first thing Aadhya blurted out to break the tension and awkwardness......

This was going to be one long morning.....

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Engouement ch 1: Prelude

Giving one last to his attire of the day, just a simple black v-neck t-shirt with his black jeans and sneakers with his hair tousled, grabbing his shoulder bag loaded with his books, he headed down.

"Good morning! mum!" he greeted his mum who was busy making his breakfast he could smell the sweet delicious aroma of his mum's famous pancakes.

Gobbling down his breakfast, he glanced at his wristwatch, a present from his da, and realized that he was late.

It was his last year in medical college and he was painfully single, of course, he had his usual flings but there was a longing in his chest that he just couldn't get rid of.

"Tom!" a thunderous clap on his back followed by a smooth baritone voice he glanced back seeing his friend benedict with a blue v-neck shirt and some jeans looking bright as ever and suddenly he felt jealous knowing that his friend had a lover.

"Did you see that new girl, I heard rumors that she is a beauty mate" his friend exclaimed.

This piqued our hero's interest and he wanted to see this girl who managed to get his friend's interest even though he had his girlfriend.

He just didn't know that this girl would be changing his life.....

[somewiseguy]

Hey guys !!! thank you so much for your support but currently, I am able to post any new chapters on my first fanfic my Indian nymph and engouement because school is being a bitch and we have sports practice, to be frank, my legs are killing me but I will try and post the first chapter of engouement and the fourth chapter of my Indian nymph by Sunday.....So keep an eye as things are gonna get heated from the next chapter of my Indian nymph

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engouement(French)-'infatuation or craze'

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The Goddess in gold

My Indian Nymph ch:3

Chapter 1 ||Chapter2

Tom was at the venue of his sister's wedding, it was bright, colorful, and grand. There were many guests he noticed mostly from the groom's side.

"Tom sweety, oh, you made it", his mom gorgeous as ever, wrapped in a blue saree called out to him hugging and kissing his cheek.

"Hi mum!", replied Thomas reciprocating her action he was covered in a Gold sherwani. Which fit snuggly to his form.

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The wedding was in full swing. It was nice to finally meet people other than her dance crew, driver, parents, and even the employees. Aadhya's father insisted her to get 'acquainted with the company's people' as he put it. But she did not enjoy the idea of being cooped up within four walls in front of a computer she wanted to explore travel dance which was her passion. She didn't want to be caged.

She was wearing a gold saree, that accented her curves perfectly years of dancing had given her those. Her beautiful neck is adorned with gold jewellery. Her feet were covered in a pair of gold high heels her hair was made up in a perfect way.

She saw her friend, Aarav the groom making an entrance She dare say he looked handsome his black hair combed neatly he was wearing the typical groom's dress a veshti(it is different than a dhoti ) shirt. Music was blaring over the speakers as the groom made his entry.

Tom was amazed by the culture and authenticity. He saw his soon-to-be brother-in-law make his entrance. He was tall but not tall as him."5'11', he guessed. He appeared to be lanky but he saw the toned muscles of his bicep revealing themselves from his shirt sleeves. He had black hair and a beard.

But something else caught his eye, next to the groom was a woman, not any woman HIS GODDESS....he rubbed his eyes to see whether his mind was playing tricks but no it was really her.

The same doe eyes, pouty red lips, alluring jawline, caramel skin, but this time she adorned a delicate golden saree that hugged her at the right places. Thomas wanted nothing more than to crash his lips on hers and make love tell her how beautiful she was.

Their eyes met and oh!! Thomas swore he felt all the air rush out of his lungs. He would gladly drown himself all day in those black orbs.

Aadhya felt like someone was watching her. She was met by a pair of stunning blue orbs gazing at her. As her gaze wandered she notice high cheekbones thin lips defined jawline with a bit of stubble but the color of the stubble was intriguing it was a light reddish brown which was not common in her habitat as her gaze wandered furthermore she saw firm muscles come into view and she felt her insides or rather her womanly parts doing a little dance. she never felt like this as she stopped her wandering gaze and took the whole man into the picture she felt butterflies dancing in her stomach the air growing warm and suddenly t was no one but her and the man in the scene. She wondered if he was real, if he was he sure was a god.

The wedding was in full progress tom found himself searching for His goddess oh how he wanted to make her his.

Our heroine was no less, Aadhya found herself often searching for the mystery man.

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Music was blaring.

Aadhya felt the familiar rush of adrenaline running.

Soon she found herself on the dance floor dancing to Kala chashma.

Tom was vibing to a Bollywood song when he saw a small crowd gathered in the middle of the dance floor.

His curiosity led him to the crowd as he pushed past the crowd well let's say he forgot how to breathe.

Aadhya was lost in her own bubble. She was sure her mother would give her a whole lecture on how elite and posh she was to behave but she could not care less.

Her hero was beyond amazed he didn't know his goddess could be an alluring nymph too. He could feel the all-too-familiar tightness in his pants with every shake of her hip.

As the song ended she heard her amma shout her full name well this is not good she thought.

"Aadhya acharya!!!!!"

Tom saw a lady in her mid-forties wrapped in a pink saree shout as she approached the dance floor turning he saw that she was walking straight to the golden goddess,his goddess who was currently blinking like a kid who had been caught stealing cookie from a jar.

'Aadhya'...that's her name he thought it was unique.

Well Aadhya did what every child would when caught.....she ran but luck was not in her favor as she collided with a wall no not a wall but a chest of a man the cologne was strong it was spicy and manly and she could again feel her womanly parts dance oh, Shiva!! what's wrong with her . As she lifted her eyes she was met by a familiar pair of blue orbs gazing back at her with concern and........admiration.

Thomas couldn't believe his luck he was holding his goddess in his arm he could feel her soft skin on his palms.Aaand the tightness returned again.

"Are you alright", he asked concerned.

Oh, the accent she guessed right he must be a foreigner Britsh she guessed. Oh, the voice was creating a pool between her legs and not to add the accent she could feel his arms flexing as he held her she wondered how it would feel if he held her with those hands while making love.

Snapping out of the trance and composing herself she gave a nod, "I'm alright, thank you Mr....""

Oh her voice was like honey smooth and velvety he wondered how it would sound when she would moan his name underneath him while he made sweet love to her.

"Hiddleston, Tom Hiddleston", he replied.

"Tom",it sounded angelic coming from her mouth Thomas desperately needed a cold shower.

What both of our lovebirds didn't know was that this would not be their first meeting and fate had a plan for them in store.......

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My Indian Nymph (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/325213739-my-indian-nymph?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Aaradhana11&wp_originator=w4TBAffW9ODCQcP2dbyo72J4093uI2ocyDB2acqwTD4RWdilFjfFHzxG%2BTiU34YF%2F7GIU58w%2BpptYjRknTuPdaxU2dZcwV7UdHsIsMCiYNKFPe0i28HH990059aURVYk What happens when an actor meets an ordinary Indian dancer? What happens if they fall in love? Will they survive the media or will they let it tear them apart? Will they have their happily ever after?

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P.S.I know its shitty

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First glance of the nymph

My Indian Nymph ch:2

Tom woke up to the sunrise glaring through his window and the holy hymn that was being played in the temple which was just a walk away from his hotel.

He picked up his phone and noted that it was 6am in the morning, 'ah maybe I could go on a run' thought well he couldn't blame himself as the seashore looked very inviting and he needed to exercise his sour muscles after his flight and a little bit of fresh air also sounded good and after that, he has to go visit his sister for her wedding.

After wearing his running shorts and a shirt he went on his run with some music blaring in his ears. As he was jogging he noticed that there was a large gathering near the temple entrance and he heard music over his own one. Well, curiosity got the best of him and he found himself at the back of the crowd, and considering his height he was able to see.

And the sight before our hero made him breathless........

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Aadhya woke up to a peaceful morning. She got ready and drove up to the temple for her annual dance performance at the temple. Every year her dance group would put up a performance at the temple for the tourists especially during the summers when the tourist population was more. Today was that day.

She reached the temple and got ready by taking her position on the stage that was set up at the temple entrance along with her dance group.

Tom stood there utterly speechless by the sight before him.

The lead woman, no goddess oh how he wanted her.

She was magnificent. with her caramel-colored skin, bright big doe eyes with black orbs shining like the night sky. Her hair black hair which had a slight brown tinge was done in an updo decorated with flowers. Oh her full lips were tinged red.

How Tom wanted to run his hands through her hair. he wondered if it would be soft as it looked.

Her waist and hips were perfectly made to be held by his large hands.

Her slender neck was adorned with jewelry,how he would spend his time by covering them with kisses.

Her perfect bosom would receive the same treatment.

He would take his time in worshipping her like the goddess she is.

How he wanted to spend hours making love and worship the goddess in front of him.

she was a nymph alluring him with her perfect dance moves. oh, he would gladly fall to his knees and worship her if she wanted him to.

He imagined how perfectly her skin color would contrast with his pale one.

He was snapped out of his daydream when people started to clap and noticed that his goddess was no longer in sight.

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Aadhya was exhausted. But alas she cannot rest as she had her best friend's wedding to attend.

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Tom searched everywhere for the mysterious nymph. oh, it was his mysterious nymph.

He couldn't get her out of his thoughts he wanted to see her at least for a second.

But what our hero did not know was he would soon be meeting his goddess and that it would change his life forever

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My Indian Nymph ch:1

Finally, he had arrived, Thomas William Hiddleston, the actor, heartthrob of many women had arrived in India, more specifically Mahabalipuram, Chennai to attend his sister's wedding. His elder sister Sarah was getting married tomorrow.

He was glad not many people recognized him. The cab was waiting. The sun was setting but still he was sweating, apparently the climate in Chennai was different from his home. Even though it was evening it was hot and humid he desperately wanted to go to his hotel room and have a cold shower. Yes, that would help him cool down.

But apparently traffic had other plans. He had never once in his life seen such traffic, there were all types of vehicles. God how he wanted a bed and a cool shower.

At last he reached the hotel "Radisson Blu Resort" the board read. He was fascinated by the hospitality of the people, the receptionist greeted him by joining her palms together, bowing down slightly and by uttering "Vannakkam" with a huge radiant smile. He noted that she was wearing a bun with kajol lining her hazel eyes, red coloured lipstick and a Bindi. The attire he tried to remember 'What was it again'........'Ah a Saree' he guessed.

His room was big with a four-poster bed, an AC and a view with the seashore and the temple 'Mesmerizing he thought with the sun in the background it looked glorious.

He took out his phone to capture the view but was met by his sister's call. He immediately picked it up.

"Tom!!!", a joyous voice he immediately recognized yelled.

"Hey Sis", he responded enthusiastically.

After answering Sarah, informing that he had arrived safely and had a good flight, he had a hearty dinner consisting of meals which he would admit were a bit spicy but mouth-watering and tasty and a cold shower. The British actor drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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It was a beautiful evening, the darshan had been wonderful as usual, Aadhya Aacharya, the daughter of the most famous architect, Aaditya Aacharya, and daughter of the most famous lawyer, Renuka Aacharya. The future heir of the famous building group, 'Aacharya group of builders'. She had all the luxuries 'of course perks of being the daughter of a CEO and lawyer' she thought. She saw Ram, the son of the rival company's CEO, waiting at the footstep of the temple's exit. She despised that man. He was persistent in marrying her. Shiva!!! how she wanted the ground to swallow her. Thank God it seemed the lord heard her prayers her trustworthy driver, Anna, came to rescue.

After arriving home, she decided she needed a good night's sleep since she had a dance performance at the temple early morning and later a wedding in the evening at the Radisson Blu hotel to attend. It was the wedding of her best friend, Aarav, the heir to the blue ocean shipping company. Aadhya knew Aarav by meeting him in a few of her father's meetings and eventually bounded together on their studies.

She drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Not knowing that the events of tomorrow are going to change her life forever for good or for bad.

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What happens when an actor meets an ordinary Indian dancer? What happens if they fall in love? Will they survive the media or will they let it tear them apart? Will they have their happily ever after?

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