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My Kind of Love is amazing! I love it <3 can't wait for the next chapter *biting nails anxiously*

Awww Im glad you liked the newest chapter! :D  ahahah I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it would be. It's just something Haylie doesn't want to tell the whole world about for a reason. 

 My Kind of love:

READ THE LATEST CHAPTER HERE

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Thanks so much for keeping up with this blog! I haven’t been following tumblr long but it didn’t stop me from reading ALL of your previous stories :) Honestly I love reading these fanfics and I’m so glad you’re still writing and it motivates me to keep writing, too. I can’t thank you enough for letting me read fluff stories after a long day :) thank you

You're honestly going to be one of my fave readers in like two minutes, I swear. I've read your stuff and it's fluffy as hell so definitely koodos to you for being amazing! You're so sweet. Thank you so much for sticking along and I'm glad you can find some joy after a long day! :DDD

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Chivalry Isn't Dead

Author: kinsler2013

Genre: angst/comfort

Rating: T

One shot

Summary: Tom Hiddleston can’t and won’t let chivalry die.

The glitzy restaurant thrummed with life and joy, unaware of the tension forming at the table to the right of mine. My mind tries to focus on what Luke is saying about future flights and projects, but my attention was on the distressed couple. Their voices were but harsh low voices, yet my ears burned red from the brash words they spoke. Luke finally gave up after seeing me yawn for the millionth time and asked for the check. A loud slam made the restaurant go into an eerie quietness as the man went off on the woman.

"No, I can’t handle this anymore! You’ve strung me out to the last shred, I’m done with your shit!" He yelled at her with such hatred in his voice I wondered how he ever cared for the woman in front of him. The man left with a sweeping glance of the dimmed restaurant and a loud clang of the door. My gaze drifted back to the heartbroken women and all I wanted to do was wipe the tears that cascaded done her flushed cheeks. Clearing her throat she wiped hastily at the tears and asked quietly for the check. The waitress hurriedly brought it back to let the women leave in one piece. Everyone’s eyes seemed to watch as she rushed out of the place. The restaurant gradually returned back to its natural hum, but I couldn’t get my mind off the tear streaked cheeks. I glanced at Luke with an exasperated look and he nodded for me to go ahead. I all but ran from the booth and to the set of double doors that lead outside. Almost colliding into the door, I shoved at the handle but it wouldn’t budge. I looked out the window to see the man and women standing next to a motorcycle in another heated conversation. My grip on the door tightened as she feel to her knees in desperation while he pulled on his helmet. The door finally released just as the man speed off down the road. Blood boiling in anger, I ran across the street to the women who had opted to rocking back in forth with her arms tightly around her knees. Tossing introductions and familiarities out the window, I crouched down to pull her off the road as to not be hit. She was like a rag doll in my arms while I tried to coax her to look at me. Giving up, I embraced her as she let out desperate, heart wrenching sobs. I quietly shushed her while rubbing her back, not caring how weird this might look or be. This woman was hurt and lonely and I could care less what someone saw. The crying lessened and small hiccups were replaced. Tentatively, the woman meet my eyes.

"I’m sorry. I don’t even know why I’m crying. I shouldn’t be crying. I mean he-he cheated on me and yet here I was begging for HIM to get back with ME," she paused and glanced at me, " I don’t even know why I’m spilling out my love life to you. I-I feel so embarrassed and used and-" Her rant stopped as a new case of sobs erupted. I drew her into my arms again, my head nestling in between her neck and shoulder.

"I know I don’t even know your name, but I do know how a woman should be treated. Cheating and yelling and god knows what else, you deserve better." I whisper while pulling back slightly to look at her again. The tears spill silently now down her chin and onto her floral purple dress. I graze my thumb across her cheeks to wipe them off.

"What’s your name, darling?" I ask, giving her a small, friendly smile. She looks at me with a blank expression until my question finally kicks in.

"Oh- Uh, Ansley." She squeaks out with a slight flush to her face.

"Would you like to have a much needed drink with me, Ansley?" I ask as her eyes seem to show relief while she nodded. I pull off my coat after noticing the chill and her short sleeves, draping it over her shoulders. Offering my arm as well, Ansley looks at me in awe, like a man has never offered her his arm before. She probably hasn’t. Every man should know how to treat a woman, chivalry isn’t dead.

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Chivalry Isn't Dead

Author: kinsler2013

Genre: angst/comfort

Rating: T

One shot

Summary: Tom Hiddleston can’t and won’t let chivalry die.

"No, I can’t handle this anymore! You’ve strung me out to the last shred, I’m done with your shit!" He yelled at her with such hatred in his voice I wondered how he ever cared for the woman in front of him. The man left with a sweeping glance of the dimmed restaurant and a loud clang of the door. My gaze drifted back to the heartbroken women and all I wanted to do was wipe the tears that cascaded done her flushed cheeks. Clearing her throat she wiped hastily at the tears and asked quietly for the check. The waitress hurriedly brought it back to let the women leave in one piece. Everyone’s eyes seemed to watch as she rushed out of the place. The restaurant gradually returned back to its natural hum, but I couldn’t get my mind off the tear streaked cheeks. I glanced at Luke with an exasperated look and he nodded for me to go ahead. I all but ran from the booth and to the set of double doors that lead outside. Almost colliding into the door, I shoved at the handle but it wouldn’t budge. I looked out the window to see the man and women standing next to a motorcycle in another heated conversation. My grip on the door tightened as she feel to her knees in desperation while he pulled on his helmet. The door finally released just as the man speed off down the road. Blood boiling in anger, I ran across the street to the women who had opted to rocking back in forth with her arms tightly around her knees. Tossing introductions and familiarities out the window, I crouched down to pull her off the road as to not be hit. She was like a rag doll in my arms while I tried to coax her to look at me. Giving up, I embraced her as she let out desperate, heart wrenching sobs. I quietly shushed her while rubbing her back, not caring how weird this might look or be. This woman was hurt and lonely and I could care less what someone saw. The crying lessened and small hiccups were replaced. Tentatively, the woman meet my eyes.

"I’m sorry. I don’t even know why I’m crying. I shouldn’t be crying. I mean he-he cheated on me and yet here I was begging for HIM to get back with ME," she paused and glanced at me, " I don’t even know why I’m spilling out my love life to you. I-I feel so embarrassed and used and-" Her rant stopped as a new case of sobs erupted. I drew her into my arms again, my head nestling in between her neck and shoulder.

"I know I don’t even know your name, but I do know how a woman should be treated. Cheating and yelling and god knows what else, you deserve better." I whisper while pulling back slightly to look at her again. The tears spill silently now down her chin and onto her floral purple dress. I graze my thumb across her cheeks to wipe them off.

"What’s your name, darling?" I ask, giving her a small, friendly smile. She looks at me with a blank expression until my question finally kicks in.

"Oh- Uh, Ansley." She squeaks out with a slight flush to her face.

"Would you like to have a much needed drink with me, Ansley?" I ask as her eyes seem to show relief while she nodded. I pull off my coat after noticing the chill and her short sleeves, draping it over her shoulders. Offering my arm as well, Ansley looks at me in awe, like a man has never offered her his arm before. She probably hasn’t. Every man should know how to treat a woman, chivalry isn’t dead.

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Showers and Shakira

Author: kinsler2013

Genre: romance

Character: Actor Tom

Rating: M

Summary: Tom came home from work and took a blissful shower. Problem is he can’t find his towel… Dancing and smut occurs. Tom’s POV

"Looking for something, baby?" She asks with a hint of mischief behind her dazzling emerald eyes. Behind her back she withdrew the towel I had been searching for. I leaned against the bathroom counter, knowing she would not give it up so easily.

"Sneaky minx." I say in a husky voice that comes off a little strained. I give her a side glance that would hopefully coax her over to me. The music continued to play and a more of a club song came on, sparking an idea into her head. I saw her eyes light up in pure excitement as she neared me.

"I’ll give you the towel if," she stopped in front of me with the towel in hand, "You dance for me."

"With or without the towel on?" I ask with a daring look. She seems to ponder this then backs away with towel behind her back again. I raise an eyebrow at her decision and begin to lean off the counter.

"Oh wait! I have to pick the song." She exclaimed as she rushed over to the iPod dock. Scrolling till she found what fancied her, she pressed play with an evil grin and I eyed her suspiciously. The familiar beat of Shakira thrummed in the walls of the now too small bathroom. I rolled my eyes at the choice of tune and simply started to sway to the music. My hips thoroughly warmed up I broke into the snake hips. Mind you, I was naked so going all out was not in my best interest but I definitely had my darlings full attention. I could see her flush at my nakedness as I moved with fluidity. I broke the boundaries a bit and slide my way over to stand behind my girl to her surprise. Turning beet red, she smiled as I grabbed her hips to connect with mine. We swayed from side to side while my length made itself known in her backside. The music changed to Loca by Shakira and I began to spin her around to pull her front to face me. I proceeded to grind into her while flashing a smug smile. I stepped away from her to thrust my hips and closed my eyes to soak in the intoxicating rhythm. My eyes snapped open to catch the sight before me, dropping to the floor in a seductive move she rose while keeping full eye contact. I gulped and my lust could no longer be ignored. I quickly pinned my minx to the counter with my hands as she wrapped her legs around my waist. She moaned into my neck while I sunk my hands into her wavy red hair.

"Was this your plan all along, love?" I whisper into her ear as I gave it a lick and nip. Groaning in response, she bucked into me and I got the message. Practically ripping her clothes off, we stumbled onto the bed in a fit of giggles. I swiped the hair away from her face and cupped her cheeks to bring my lips to hers in a passionate and slow kiss.

"I need you, Tom." She breathed into my mouth as I pulled away. I reached down to caress her aroused breasts. Drops of water drip onto her belly from rolling down my chest which makes her gasp in surprise. I chuckle and bring my hand lower to cup her sex. Her hands tug at my curls as I pleasure her with my fingers. My darling starts to buck furiously into my palm, approaching her climax. I pull my hand away right before she comes and look up at her with a mischievous smirk, making my way down her body leaving hot kisses here and there. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as I lick at her slit and nip at the tiny bud. I add a finger and then another, flicking my wrist quickly. I feel her tugging my hair harder as she succumbs to her climax. Moving back up her curves, she pulls me into a chaste kiss. Gasping into her mouth, she takes my length in her hand and begins to stroke slowly.

"I need to be in you, darling." I demand her in a gravel voice. She nods as I tease her entrance with my tip and her moan resonates through out my chest. I growl when I finally can’t take it anymore and push into her slowly. Thrusting at a certain pace, I start to pant, not getting enough of her. I pull her legs to rest on my shoulders and push into her again. We both gasp at how full and tight it feels in the new position. Increasing my speed, our climaxes arrive without notice and we are left panting in bliss. I collapse beside my girl and wrap my arms around her.

"You wear me out, minx." I say between breathes and looked down into the eyes I love.

"Then don’t lose your towel next time." She whispers into my neck and I can feel her smile. I chuckle as I rub circles on her bare back until her breathing evens out. I am not far behind as I slip into a deep sleep.

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The Inevitable Crush

Author: kinsler2013

Genre: Romance/angst

Oneshot(possibly more)

Rating: T

Character: Actor Tom

Summary: Do you know that crush you have whenever you were in grade school that never seemed to die down? And it eventually dwindled down to just being a guy friend from your younger ages? Mine just so happened to be the one and only Thomas William Hiddleston

My art teacher once asked my class what they thought of a blank canvas or a blank page and to draw what came to their mind. I, however, was giggling with the curly blonde boy beside me about Mrs. Meyer’s ridiculous hairdo and therefore missed our instructions. We glanced around and quickly picked up our pencils to begin on whatever we were suppose to do. I huffed in boredom while staring helplessly at the open sketchbook in front of me. I felt a poke in my side that produced a stifled giggle from me. I shot a glance at the lanky guy next to me as I followed to what he was pointing to with his pencil. In scrawny and barely legible handwriting his note read:

"What if Mrs. Meyer turned into a cockatoo because her hair got so out of control?"

I threw my hand over my mouth to muffle my laughter as I scribbled my response:

"Thomas William Hiddleston, don’t you think we are too old for note passing?"

He faked a disgusted look as if offended by the very thought and continued to pass another note:

"You’re never too old, Amelia Christine Knight!"

I smiled knowing I had lost the argument and chances a look at the smug grin that he was wearing. The bell then rang making me jump in surprise as Tom giggled at my reaction. I playfully punched him as we gathered our stuff up. Feigning a hurt look, he held the door open for me and my stupid heart fluttered for this gentleman. He opened his mouth to say something but was I turreted by his current girlfriend, Cecila Conners. She wrapped both hands around his neck and all but forces her tongue in his mouth. I didn’t stay long to watch the inevitable happen. Gathering my faltering heart, I pushed my way through the hall of crowded students. I held my tears in because I had vowed to myself to not cry over him. It didn’t matter if I had the biggest crush on him. No, I would remain the loyal friend. The loyal and helplessly in love friend.

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A Teasing Dare

Author: kinsler2013

Chapter/One Shot: One Shot

Genre: Romance, light smut

Rating: T

Character: Actor Tom

Summary: A night out with my friends lead me some how to an intense game of Truth or Dare at a high class party.

I will admit that tonight was not my idea in the slightest. Some of my girlfriends decided to call a girls night out that inevitable lead to a high class party with a bunch of hot English gentlemen with hot English suits. Not a smart idea, especially when you add alcohol to the mix. Fidgeting, with my current overpriced glass of whiskey concoction, I took in the equally overpriced party that reeked wealth. No, it’s not that I have something against the rich settings I am just not used to them. My attention was soon averted to Chelsea, my overly giddy flat mate, who ushered me over to join the crew in a ‘game’. Rolling my eyes, I was internally dreading the ‘game’ my friends decided to play.

"Okay! Okay! Guys, we have all agreed on playing Truth or Dare, but if you don’t do what we ask or say you must take a shot, everyone game?" Karmin asked, while her eyes flitted around for any objections. Seeing none, she asked for the first contestant. Of course no one volunteered, so Karmin stood on her tiptoes and- I guess the odds where not in my favor because she caught my wandering eyes.

"Samantha! Truth or Dare?" She asked with an over abundance of excitement. Sighing loudly, I mentally thought ‘forget it!’ and yelled dare. The girls huddled around, while whispering and casting gazes at the posh Englishmen. I knew the men would somehow contribute in this game so I was not all surprised when they told me my dare.

"Okay, you must go over to that fine gentleman," Karmin said with a finger pointed to the unfortunate young man, "And whisper in his ear the most dirty pick up line." She finished her command with a grin and the rest of the girls giggled. I shot a glance at my victim, then back at my friends in a desperate plea. They only pushed me into the large crowd of men with my heart pounding in my ear. My thoughts where in a jumbled mess, so trying to think of a pick up line was a no go. I’m not the flirty type to begin with because I would rather curl up with a good book. Before I knew it my feet had taken me to a few meters away from the VERY fine gentleman. He was currently nursing a drink while laughing at another man’s joke. As I made my way through the few people between us, I caught some of the conversation he was having.

"Yeah, but honestly mate your portrayal of Loki was amazing!" The obviously drunk bloke in front of him bellowed. I stopped mid-stride and looked at my victim again. Okay, what? I thought this was just some other bloke? Holy crap, how am I suppose to do this now? Turning to see what my crazy friends where doing, they all shooed me with their hands while others winked in encouragement. I mustered all my courage and swiveled around to face the famous Tom Hiddleston. Just as he took another swig of his drink I daringly pushed my body flush to the side of his and raised myself on my tiptoes to reach the shell of his ear. My hands swiftly balanced myself on his forearm and the back of his neck. Breathing heavily in his ear, I felt him shudder as I whispered seductively into his ear, "I heard they call you silver-tongued for more reasons than one, care to show me?"

Taken aback he coughed on his drink as I slide my hand deliberately slow down his arm and walked away; hips swaying. I couldn’t help the smirk that found its way onto my lips as my friends whooped in victory. They all began to congratulate me and ask what I had told him. I shook my head, while a blush made its way onto my cheeks. A silence soon occupied the group of ladies as I gasped from the contact of a rather large and warm hand at my lower back. The girls stand with their mouths agape as my heart beat quickens again. He dips his head down, while touching my ear with his lips, did I feel his tongue?

"I would love to show you, my darling, but that is only because I do what I want and right now that’s you." Tom huskily mumbled into my poor ear that probably just had an eargasm. Shivering but not of coldness, I lift my gaze that was currently on my heels to the set of gorgeous and now mischievous blue eyes. I nodded in agreement and also because I could temporarily not speak.

It is a hazy memory of how we stumbled out of that party, but we did. Tom hailed a cab, while looking back down at me with bedroom eyes. Good Lord, I think I could die happy now. Once inside the cab we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. He nipped my exposed collarbone as I moaned in frustration. My fingers weaved their way in his curls and I felt his hum of approval. An awkward cough broke our frenzy and we stumbled out of the car, while mumbling our apologies. Tripping on the last stair to his flat, he caught me in his arms before I could face plant onto the concrete. Laughing at my clumsiness, I got up and dusted myself off, while nervously looking up at him.

"You are truly stunning, love." He said with a look of pure honesty. Moving forward slowly, Tom cradled my flushed cheek and brought his lips down to meet mine. It was more tender than what we shared before, and I craved more. I pushed him against the door, while fumbling with slipping off his coat. He dug through his trouser pockets as I attacked his neck with light kisses. Finding what Tom was looking for, he shoved the key into the door to push us through. I squealed in surprise as he slide his arms under my thighs to wrap them around his waist. He kicked the door shut and gracefully walked to his bedroom. Gently, Tom laid me down while kneeling on a knee to remove my heels off my feet; placing smalls nips and licks along my calves.

"I never thought I would have Loki kneel before me" I said while smirking. Tom suddenly pushed me up and against the sheets with a playful grin.

"Oh sweetheart, I may not have dominated the world, but I can surely dominate you." Tom grumbled with sexy dripping from his voice as he trailed his fingers up my thigh. In the end, he will always get what he wants and I will always be happy to oblige.

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Okay, I've searched and searched for the fanfic of Tom and his best friend who he knew for a long time and he happened to be filming by her house and he visits her. There was also something about him throwing her a birthday party. I can't remember the name of it, can you help?

hiddelston-88 asked you:

What’s the name of the fic where tom and his assistant are in love with each other but has different ways of expressing it?

I think you’re both looking for the same fic called Someone Like You. I found it by typing best friend or assistant into the search box.

- Kris

Someone Like You by “Peach”

Ellie is Tom’s live-in PA & best friend. She has also been in love with him for some time. But does Tom feel the same? 

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12