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Lore and finds
lore: if your life were a tale, how do u expect it would end?
I really dunno. So I’m gonna say the ending I choose with Fire Emblem: Awakening.
finds: what kind of item would you most likely buy from an antique store?
Ooooh nooooo. I would buy a lot. Of the old old stuff. Probably some jewelry, necklaces and rings!
Very Bad By me Fan fic
ladyoftheteaandblood.
Coriorlanus
One Shot.
Romantic fluff with some sexual refrance.
There is nothing better in life than combining the things you love, so when I got the offer from a mate asking me if I’d like to work at the Donmar during the Coriolanus run because half the staff had gone down with flu, I jumped at the chance. I would be a very junior runner but HELL, the Donmar, Shakespeare, and of course Tom Hiddleston, who wouldn’t? I didn’t expect to get near or even talk to the guy just a bit of staring from a distance would make my day.
The first few days I did everything I could to be helpful, make tea in large amounts, lemon and honey drinks as the cast had the dreaded lurgy too and run trips to the chemist for every flu and cold remedy known to man. I cleared up fake blood from corridors and clothes and washed up. The list went on and on. Still it was amazing listening to the cast and crew tell stories of productions past and getting the odd glimpse of Tom.
On the 4th day I got a call from the stage manager would I go to “HIS” dressing room as he had a request. Bloody Hell! It wasn’t just my legs that shook as I tapped on the door and waited for a reply, hoping I could hear the answer over my thumping heart.
“Come on in” said a not so familiar voice.
And in I tip toed, Oh it was still him, sitting on his sofa looking tired, red eye and full of cold. I hoped he’d stay sitting down, it felt a little better me being taller. Nope he stood up, all 6foot 2 inches and gave me a watery version of his boyish grin.
“Would you mind getting these for me?”
He then apologised for being rude.
“Sorry let’s start again, What’s your name?”
And in a voice I didn’t recognise, several octaves higher than my own answered
“Conny”
“Well Conny, I’m Tom” like I didn’t know!
“Would you mind getting these for me please” and he handed me a now familiar list of lemons and other cold stuff.
The same squeaky voice answered sure and I shot out the door before he had the chance to give me the money to pay for them.
When I returned with the goods I’d manned up, well that’s what I’d told myself. I tapped on the dressing room door with more vigour.
“Come on in “
I managed a pretty good smile with a casual got your stuff Tom, then ran. Only to be called back by the man himself now grinning at my very red face,so he could give me the money to pay for it.
“I need to pay for these and thank you “
“Sure ” I squeaked, and that I thought would be my only contact with the star of the show.
As the start of the show got nearer, it became very obvious that the back stage bunnies had been dropping like flies and we were very short of helping hands. The girl who did the makeup had done all the main work and left. I was taken aside by the stressed out stage manager and asked in a kind of jokey way, if I would mind splattering Tom with blood as he rushed passed to get back on to the stage in 1min 30 seconds having killed lots of Volscies and opened those gates. SHIT! Yes of course I would, I heard myself in that stupid high voice. FUCK IT AND OH HELP.
So at 7.50 I was standing in the corridor of the theatre with a fake blood in squeezy bottles waiting for Caius Martius when I would cover his gorgeous, super fit, body in blood. I thought I’d shook earlier now I could barely stand up and I had a strange lack of breath. Here he was in front of me
“GO”
I nearly did just that but instead I splashed, splattered and squeezed blood all over his head, neck, torso and, not forgetting to get some on those long slender hands. Not once looking at his face to avoid those bloody awesome sexy eyes and lips as the blood trickled down them. |How did anyone resist them? He then dashed off back on stage.
That was it my job done for the day Thank God.
The following day I again got called to THE dressing room.
Oh shit! I must have cocked up last night. It took me a full 60 seconds standing outside the door before I had the courage to knock timidly at it in the hopes he would not hear.
“Come on in “
I didn’t even talk this time I just stood feeling like a kid in the Head Masters office waiting for the cane, I was having bad thoughts about that, FUCK.
“I wanted to thank you for last night” No cane then, shame.
“To ask you to do the same thing for the rest of the run” did he know what I was just thinking? Coz those bloody eyes were twinkling and he was grinning as only he could?
“Sure”
He came over and gave me a big Hiddles hug- man he smelt good- before thanking me again and allowing me with my now jelly legs to flee the scene.
7.50pm there I was again, throwing blood over Hiddleston and trying really hard not to look at it splashed down his jaw line, his neck and those muscle arms. We didn’t speak and I didn’t dare look more than I had to. Once I had covered him in red and managed to cover myself as well, off he shot to carry on the play.
I went Home feeling somewhat frustrated and bothered, trying really, really hard not to think of that blood flowing down that neck and torso...Shit the neck!
2 weeks later I’m still at it, throwing blood at Tom and making tea for all the crew who now called me Blood and Tea girl.
Blood and Tea girl please go to Tom’s dressing room. What had he come up with now to torture me? I still hadn’t said more than 2 words to him.
Again I stood outside the door where thoughts returned of Head Masters and canes. Another Timid knock,
“Come on in”
“Hello Conny” and giving me another Hiddles Hug, which I am now sure he uses to disarm women before he asks them to do stuff. He stood back and gave me the big grin. He really did smell way to good to be a normal mortal.
“Would you mind helping with something else as well as the blood”
“Sure” At this point he probably thought that was all I could say.
“I need you to go the other side of the stage and help Marc and me, get me in and out of that stupid gown, its taking too long at the moment”
“Sure” I said and bolted very, very quickly.WTF had I agree too.
7.50pm I was shaking like a leaf as I did my now brilliant job of covering tom in Red goo and Tom did his of looking so fucking Hot as it slid down his firm, strong body. A few minutes later I was the other side of the stage feeling even more scared, nervous and sick than before but somehow strangely excited. In they rushed, the gown already waiting for them Marc started to help Tom remove clothes
“Come on help”
Shit where did I start.
T Shirt off, FUCK Shoes off, OH FUCK, Trousers off and there he stood in just a dick onsie to cover his modesty. OH MY GOD. Now I need no bloody imagination when I got home, it was all in front of me.
I grabbed the gown and got it on him, my hands accidently brushing against Face, Neck arms and even very firm smooth Buttocks. Covering him up with that stupid see threw gown, before I did something Id regret. How could one man have such an effect?
I had only a few minutes to calm down before I had to reverse the whole process, getting him back in to those oh so tight jeans and body hugging T shirt. Hands yet again brushing against him all the way down, buttons done up shoes sorted.
Boy I needed air.
If I had been frustrated before on getting home, well this was a whole new level of pain I needed a way to calm down.
It was the stressed stage manager that told me the next day that Tom liked the new arrangement and it would carry on for the rest of the run.
For the rest of the plays run I was on Auto pilot the only way to survive. Throwing blood at his gorgeous body and seeing it drip down him, going round to the other side of the stage to pull the gorgeous fucking sods clothes off. These included the wet from shower tight jeans which on some night refused to be removed without extra help and tugging. I never talked to him and I tried so hard not to catch those blue eyes, or look to long at places I should not be. Honest!
Going home in a whole load of pent up emotion each night with only some toy with batteries to relieve it. Knowing that tomorrow would bring more of the same sweet torture.
On the last week of the plays run I got the sodding cold but even though the Blood and Tea girl was a bit slower she didn’t give up. The last day dawned and I went in to face my personal hell one last time. Knowing that after that night it would all end, and the new pain would start of not having it, or him
The cast and crew were buzzing, a few jokes were played and many
“We must keep in touches” were spoken. Me, I did as I had all run stayed out the way and at the correct times Sloshed blood on the man and took his clothes off and on. Maybe making sure this time to brush up against that smooth, warm, beautiful smelling skin as much as I could without him realising it. It was my last chance.
I was all set to go home feeling totally rung out when the not so stress stage manager caught me.
“Conny, coming to the after show party?” I did try to say no. I gave excuses of the best kind, of colds and needing sleep. This did not work, she simply put me in Tom dressing room where I noticed his stuff was packed up. She told me he would not be in for an hour as the interval was over,
“So get some sleep on the sofa and we’ll see you there.”
Just for a second I thought, I’ll just sit here where he had for a second.
Oh Shit! The next thing I knew I was waking up and I could hear someone in the shower as I went to move to run for it, they got out. I faked sleep seemed a good idea.
The person walked across the room and sat on the arm of the sofa. Then ever so gently he and it was him I knew that blissful, smell anywhere, moved me so that he could lay behind me with his arm round my waist. There was no mistake who it was, as there was no mistake about the pressure in the small of my back and what was making it.
I had imagined this moment for the whole fucking run and my reaction to it. Now it had happened I was so fucking angry. All this time he’d not said sod all and he just expected this with no words! So with as much dignity as I could muster I wiggled round to face him.
And the moment I looked into those blue eyes I was doomed.
“Hello Conny, feeling better?”
Before I could answer that he put his lips to mine and gently kissed me gradually making it fuller and fuller. His arms completely circled me and I found myself under him looking up at that beautiful, happily smiling, handsome face. He had only a towel round his middle, which to be quite frank was now having trouble staying there, it seemed a shame not to help it....
30 mins later, both of us totally naked and grinning, he laughed out loud in the classic Eheheheh.
“Well at least this time I got to undress you”
Dear prettyblackbitchchronicles just to prove how bad it was, and yes I carried on to write more terrible fan fiction but I feel (Im dyslexic ) it has help improve my writing and annoyed a whole stack of people. What more could a girl want J
If they had a kid meme (Reianni)
· Name: Astrid Braun
· Gender: Female
· General appearance: Medium height, with long blond hair worn in a braid. Has a slightly curvy build because she is big boned.
· Personality: Best of both worlds, she can be friendly and genuine, but also calm and cautious. She has her father’s humor and her mother’s patience.
· Special talents: Can arm wrestle better than most boys.
· Who they like better: So doesn’t like either parent better than the other. Because they are titans, they have had to remain close to each other and she enjoys learning how to fight with her mother and listening to her father tell stories.
· Who they take after more: Though she is almost a perfect blend, she can take more after Reiner than Annie. She likes to tease her uncle Bertl.
· Personal headcanon: Uh…I don’t have one, but I would imagine that Annie escaped and found Reiner, Bertholdt, and Ymir and instead of returning to home, they made their own colony of sorts. They found an abandoned town and fixed up the house and took care of the livestock. Astrid wasn’t supposed to happen, but Annie decided that being a mom might help her cope with her past life. Once she was born, Reiner warmed up to the little girl and became overly protective. A couple years later they have another baby, a boy named Anson, who takes after his mother and Astrid doesn’t get along with well, but she loves no matter what.
· Face claim: I don’t really know what this means, but if I had to guess, it would be whose face does she have the most. I would say Annie, but she has her father’s smile and cheek bones.
jdmookami
87 Truths about yourself
Rules: When you get tagged the game is to write a note with 87 truths about yourself. After that you’re supposed to tag 25 people. You also have to tag the person who tagged you. Let’s all get to know each other!
I was tagged by benedictsangel
What was your: 1. Last beverage: Orange soda
2. Last phone call: my mother dearest
3. Last text: Yes ma'am
4. Last song: Love me like you do by Ellie Goulding
5. Last time you cried: Uh, idk.
Have you ever: 6. Dated someone twice: Yup
7. Been cheated on: Yup
8. Kissed anyone and regretted it: Yes x infinity
9. Lost someone special: On multiple occasions, but it was meant to be.
10. Been depressed: Yes
11. Been drunk and threw up: Drunk yes, thrown up while drunk, no.
List your three favorite colors: 12. Mint green 13. Peach 14. Powder blue
In the last year have you: 15. Made a new friend: Yes
16. Fallen out of love: No
17. Laughed until you cried: Yes
18. Met someone who changed you: Oui
19. Found out who your true friends are: Da
20. Found out someone was talking about you: Hai
21. Kissed anyone on your FB list: Does my husband count?
22. How many people do you know on your FB list: All of them
23. Do you have any pets: No
24. Do you want to change your name: I did.
25. What did you do for your last birthday party: Was awoken by an incredibly cute baby and then immediately puked on and had to change a poopy diaper. It was awesome.
26. What time did you wake up this morning: 8...muuurgh
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Tumblr, like an adult.
28. Something you can’t wait for: SnK chapter 66 and AoT season 2 29. Last time you saw your mother: 6 months ago...and it eats me up
30. One thing you wish you could change about your life: Where I live. My husband and I are way to close to his mother and we are very miserable.
31. What are you listening to right now: Husband snores by William (sarcasm...that isn't a real song)
32. Have you ever talked to a Tom: My daddy is a Tom
33. What’s getting on your nerves right now: My mother-in-law
34. Most viewed webpage: Tumblr! Because I have no social life!
35. Nickname: Mad
36. Relationship status: Married
37. Zodiac sign: Leo
40. College: I graduated Cosmetology school in 2013
41. Hair color: Just colored it a very dark brown (accident, it was supposed to be a medium brown, but I ain't picky)
42. Long or short: Short
43. Height: 5’3”
44. Do you have a crush on someone: No, because I am married
45. What do you like about yourself: My eyes
46. Tattoos: 3, a sparrow on my left shoulder, 3 cherry blossoms on my right shoulder, and 5 crows on my collar bone
47. Right or left handed: Right
48. First piercings: Ears
49. First best friend: Jessica
50. First sport you joined: Soccar
51. First vacation: Flinstone Land in ND
52. First pair of trainers: I don't understand this question, honestly
53. Eating: Nothing
54. Drinking: Nothing
55. About to: Lose it
57. Listening to: I thought I answered this one already.
58. Waiting for: Feb 17, when I go back to Montana for 2 months with my baby to meet my new nephew!!
Your future: 59. Want kids: I have 1, planning on #2 for the end of this year or middle of next
60. Get married: I is
61. Career: I am a homemaker
62. Lips or eyes: Eyes
63. Hugs or kisses: Both
64. Shorter or taller: He is tallish
65. Older or younger: Older, by 7 months
66. Romantic or spontaneous: He is awkward, so idk how to answer that one
67. Nice stomach or arms: How about all of him?
68. Loud or sensitive: He is both, depending on his mood
69. Hook-up or relationship: We're married...
70. Trouble maker or hesitant: He is a hesitant trouble maker
71. Kissed a stranger: Pft, yeah
72. Drank hard liquor: Yeah
73. Lost glasses/contacts: *Sigh* Yeah
74. Had sex on a first date: I don't think anyone needs to answer that question. Kinda too personal.
75. Broken someone’s heart: I'm an evil heartbreaker (hell if I know)
76. Been arrested: No
77. Turned someone down: Of course.
78. Cried when someone died: Like a normal person, yes...that is a strange question.
79. Fallen for a friend: And then we got married and moved to Texas and now we are the black sheep...it is glorious...
Do you believe in: 80. Yourself: Depends on what to be honest
81. Miracles: Oh yes, very much so. I've had to many to not believe in them.
82. Love at first sight: No
83. Heaven: Yes
84. Santa clause: No
85. Kisses on first dates: I guess
I am tagging: the250hondaboy jdmookami wizardinasupernaturalbluebox boy-hood-bravery extremelylittle and/or anyone who wants to do this...
jdmookami replied to your photoset:Blew all my money u-u
What is this? This looks like fun! I want in!
It’s an app called “Line Play” O:
jdmookami said: wait until y’all meet Neegan.
jdmookami Oh we can't wait, bb! :D -Nik
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I would check CNN. They have been releasing...
thank you, I will check out CNN!
jdmookami replied to your post:Thought it was pizza I'm dumb
I thought it was quiche to be honest… i need glasses….
Omelette - III
Pizza - III
Chicken Nugget - I
French Toast - I
Potato - III
Cantaloupe - I
Quiche - I
