#a somebody

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damn Daniel!!

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Some people are nobodies in real life, but somebodies on the internet. Some people are somebodies in life, yet nobodies on the internet. Some people are important to both. Yet I'm important to none.

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At Christmas I get child-like and empty

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A Somebody - Ch 11

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A Somebody - Chapter 10

A Somebody A Tom Hiddleston/OC fanfiction By: Something Dysfunctional (famekiller on Tumblr) Chapter Ten Genre: light fluff/romance/drama Rating: T for our lady's mouth and inner turmoil, plus the misuse of alcohol. This is a Trigger Warning in case some people might relate to this. Tread on it lightly. Summary:  Tom is a someone and Erin is just a no one until he proves her otherwise. Disclaimer: Now's the time for guts and strength. Can Erin battle her old monsters in order to see the light? Enjoy! -- Previous

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A Somebody - Chapter 9

A Somebody A Tom Hiddleston/OC fanfiction By: Something Dysfunctional (famekiller on Tumblr) Chapter Nine Genre: light fluff/romance/drama Rating: G Summary:  Tom is a someone and Erin is just a no one until he proves her otherwise. Disclaimer: Time for some summertime saddness. Enjoy!

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-- Tom POV -- I woke up to a light gray morning, my body completely at ease though my head was slightly foggy. Ah, now I remember... the tequila. I cleared my mouth some and yawned widely, snuggling deep into the bed. I had an armful of Erin against my chest, her breath tickling my chest. I smiled to myself, blissfully in my own cotton-wrapped dreamy state. She was a little spit-fire, full of surprises and light. How in the world did anyone miss this? I ran a hand over her back, tracing the dips in her shoulder blades and spine. I could feel her hair loose around my fingers. She usually kept it up, but last night while it was down, it captivated me; those large curls of spun gold. And her large eyes smoky like a cat's. But all the while, she smiled wholly. Brilliantly. Not faking it. I was tired of things not real. Erin... she seemed the real deal. I pressed my cheek on the top of her head, sighing contently. I don't mean to brag- in fact, it makes me nauseous almost. I have slept with some of the most gorgeous women. Out of the women I have coupled with, they all seemed to have wanted to linger for more sex, oozing with such plastic smiles and plastic... everything... only to fly away the next morning, claiming the prize of sleeping with someone famous. With this blonde-haired spirit, the one sleeping in my arms, tenderly precious in this silver light, I never felt more connected with any human being.