Just A little Writing Madness

This blog is dedicated to Loki and Tom Hiddleston one shots and multi-chapter fanfictions.

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It has literally been ages and for that I apologize.

Writing has sort of been the last thing on my mind for a very long time. Actually that's not true, I've had many many ideas floating around but I just haven't found the energy to actually write them.

And I would like to! Along with some other creative projects I have going on, but I'm feeling a little confined with this current blog.

SO! I would like to put the feeler out on changing this blog to another name. It will still hold teacup in it cuz its my 'brand' but this blog would no longer just be a space for tom and loki fanfic. Those won't disappear, and if a third part of the Twins does ever happen of course I would post that here. But I have some other fandom pieces I would like to write and post, along with some drawing and Sims 4 design content. So essentially this would turn into a more general artsy creative space instead of just a tom fic home.

Let me know your thoughts. The heart of the blog will never change, I just want to open it up to some new creative avenues I'm exploring.

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Five  AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine.

Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, drugs, sexual content AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and cheers-mrhiddlestonand the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Madison if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here

William was furious as he stormed through the doors of his and Thomas’ go-to bar. He knew the moment Thomas took off where he would go to. When things got tough, Thomas turned to his two vices - alcohol and drugs. He just hoped he hadn’t spiralled in the short amount of time since leaving the house.

A quick glance around the bar and he located his twin, sitting at the bar and drowning away the unexpected news. Without a word, William crossed the distance, grabbed Thomas by the arm, dragged him off the stool and shoved him against the bar counter.

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Five  AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine.

Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, drugs, sexual content AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and cheers-mrhiddlestonand the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Madison if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here

William was furious as he stormed through the doors of his and Thomas’ go-to bar. He knew the moment Thomas took off where he would go to. When things got tough, Thomas turned to his two vices - alcohol and drugs. He just hoped he hadn’t spiralled in the short amount of time since leaving the house.

A quick glance around the bar and he located his twin, sitting at the bar and drowning away the unexpected news. Without a word, William crossed the distance, grabbed Thomas by the arm, dragged him off the stool and shoved him against the bar counter.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Thomas tried to push him away.

“Trying to knock some sense into you, apparently.” William gripped Thomas’ coat lapels. “What the hell are you doing, Thomas?

Thomas tried to brush him off again. “Figuring shit out.”

“By getting drunk?”

“I’m not drunk.”

The alcohol was pouring off of him, however. “No, but you’re nearly there. God, brother, come on.”

“I just need a little time.”

“You’ve had enough time.” William looked over at the empty glasses. “Enough drinks, too.”

“I need a little more.”

“Tough shit, big brother. Time to get your head out of your ass and deal with this.”

Thomas stared at him for a long moment. “I can’t,” his voice cracked.

“You can.”

“No, William, I really can’t.” Thomas turned his head away.

“What are you do afraid of.”

“What-what if I turn out like him?”

William paused before sighing. “You won’t.”

“But how do you know that?”

“Because, Thomas, you know what it’s like to have that as a father? You won’t be anything like that to your own kid.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I know YOU, big brother.”

William loosened his hold until his arms dropped to his side. Thomas sighed as he raked a hand through his hair. “I never wanted a kid. I’d fuck them up, William.”

“You won’t”

“I’m a fucking drug dealer!”

William hissed as heads started to turn towards them. Grabbing his arm, he pulled Thomas out of the bar. “You run a cartel, not quite the same thing.”

Thomas snorted. “My apologies, I secure drugs for higher profile clients. That’s not exactly father material.”

“Our father was a CEO, and he wasn’t exactly father material. A job doesn’t dictate that,” William pointed out

“But the fact that I’m fucked up does.”

“You’re not fucked up.”

Thomas shook his head as he walked a few paces away. “Get your eyes checked, little brother. I can’t quit cocaine after over a decade. I kill people. Torture them. And I don’t even bat an eye at it. I’m. Fucked. Up.”

William fought rolling his eyes. “You have enough common sense to know that has nothing to do with raising a child.”

Thomas was frazzled as he paced back and forth. “Fuck. God. I don’t know what to do. What the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Neither does she, Thomas.” William  caught his gaze. “She’s freaking out, just as you are. She’s panicked and she needs you.”

“But I don’t know how to be there. I don’t know how to do any of this.”

“And she does? No one knows. You learn.”

“What if I can’t?” Thomas asked so earnestly. “What if I can’t learn and I just end up hurting her and...and our kid?”

“You’re not someone that just gives up.”

“I can’t.” Thomas shook his head in refusal. “I can’t, William.”

William’s eyes narrowed. “Then maybe you’re not so different from father.”

The change in Thomas was immediate, just as William predicted. “I’m nothing like that scumbag,” his jaw clenched.

“Then prove it.”

They glared at each other, waiting for the other to fold.

“Prove you’re nothing like him. Prove that you’re the caring man that Amanda and I both know that you are. I get you’re scared, big brother. Most people are. This is different. This is new. But you’re not in this alone.”

Thomas stared him in the eye for the longest moment before hanging his head. “Is she okay?”

“She’ll be better once you’re back.”

“I don’t know how I’ll face her.”

“Like a man. Like the brother I know.”

“Fuck.”

“I know.” William walked up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “Come on, you can’t face her smelling like you do. There’s a diner around the corner, you’re getting a coffee and a burger. I’ll sober you up if it kills me.”

“You’d both be better off just letting me get drunk and leaving.”

William looked him directly in the eye. “I let that happen once before and I’m not going to let that happen again. Neither is she. Have a little faith.”

“I don’t deserve her.”

“She loves you, Thomas. Enough that whatever your decision about the baby will be, then it will be hers too.”

“How am I supposed to even make a decision?”

William chucked. “You talk.”

“I’m not exactly a talker.”

“You are with her,” he reminded. “You used to lie awake all night talking. Never with anyone else. Only her. That’s still true. Talk with her. Make a decision together.”

Thomas started to argue and William held up a hand to stop him.

“This isn’t just you. The two of you are a team now. You have to deal with this together.”

The expression on Thomas’ face shifted. “Maybe you should just do this. You want a family. You know you can do it.”

William looked at him in shock. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Thomas.”

“What? Our DNA is the same. No one would question it.”

“Fucking hell,” William muttered under his breath. “I’m going to punch you in the goddamn face if you don’t walk to the car right fucking now.”

“I thought the diner was around the corner.”

“Forget the fucking burger. We’re going home right now. So you can see her, touch her, and remember that she wants you. She’s always wanted you, Thomas.”

“Is that really the best…”

“One more word and you’ll be going home with a bloody nose.”

Thomas raised an eyebrow and his hands.

“Car. Now.”

The ride home was quiet as William drove. With every glance over, William saw the worry, the fear, the terror.

“It will be okay, big brother,” William said softly. “You will be okay.”

“This wasn’t planned.” “Hate to break it to you, but a lot of times it isn’t.”

Thomas sighed. “I never...god I never expected this.”

“Neither did she. She was panicked when she called me. She was so afraid.” William caught his eye quickly. “She was afraid to lose you.”

The pain was evident in Thomas’ face. “I didn’t want to hurt her. I just...I just shut down. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t feel. I just had to get out of there.”

“I know. I get it. She will too once you talk to her,” William pulled into the driveway. “She’s in your room. Hasn’t left the bed.”

“Do you want to do this for me?” Thomas asked hopefully.

“Nope,” William chuckled. “I’ll give you some time to talk.”

“What?” His eyes were wide. “You’re not coming in?”

“You’ll be fine, big brother. Just be honest with her. Be with her. That’s all you need to do.”

“If you say so.”

“Go.” William all but shoved him out of the car.

Thomas stood before the house, the sounds of the car backing back out of the driveway behind him. He didn’t have anywhere to run this time. The front door creaked as he opened it. As did every stair as he made his way to the second floor.

Amanda laid in bed, her back to the door, her knees pulled up to her chest. Thomas thought she was asleep at first, but the soft sniffs proved she was awake. He took a step, and then another, but stopped before he could get too deep into the room.

“Amanda,” his voice cracked. “Manda.”

Her entire body tensed as she pulled further into herself.

He had done this. He caused this.

“Manda I...I don’t know what to say.”

Her arms wrapped tighter around herself. “Y-you didn’t have t-to say anything a-at all.”

He winced. She was right. His walking away spoke louder than anything he could have managed.

Another step towards the bed, Thomas paused. “I was scared. I am scared.”

That caused a reaction. Amanda pushed herself up, twisting her body so her tear stained eyes could glare at him. “You’re scared? How do you think I’ve felt, Thomas?”

He deserved that. “I know. I know, alright? I wasn’t thinking. I just...I just reacted, and it was wrong. I realize that now.”

She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter when you realized it. It was your initial reaction. To leave. To just walk off. You wouldn’t even talk about it. Talk with me.”

“I’ve never been a talker.”

Her voice was tiny when she responded. “You were with me.”

The second one to remind him of that. His eyes closed as he dragged a hand down his face. “I never thought I wanted this. Not just a...god, a baby. I didn’t think I would be with you.” He looked at her. “You came out of nowhere, Manda. I didn’t expect you. I didn’t prepare myself for you. You barreled into my life and then I nearly lost you. I did, for awhile. Because I screwed up. I’m always going to screw up, Amanda.”

Amanda pulled her legs up to her chest. “You always think the worst.”

“Because I am the worst.” He tried to make her understand. “Look at my job, Amanda. Look at who I am at the end of the day.”

“I do!” she cried out. “I do see you.”

“Then why are you with me?”

She unfolded off the bed and got to her feet quicker than he was expecting. She put herself right up in front of him, poking him in the chest with her long nail. “I see you, Thomas Matthew Hiddleston. I see your heart. I see how much you care about your brother. That you’d do anything for him. I see how you take care of your employees. How you care for Moira and Izzy. I see how to care for Winston when you hate him but he’s mine. I see,” her voice broke as tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

There was a poke to his chest at every other word, her finger shaking more after each time.

“I see how much you love me. How you care for me. How you touch me. How you look at me. How you hold me all night long. How you put a smile on my face even when you’re stressed. Damn it, Thomas, I see you, why can’t you?”

The defiance in her eyes started to crumble. “Manda,” he rasped out, his hand going to the back of her neck and pulling her to him.

She only pushed against him for a moment before melting into his arms. He could hear the muffled sobs into his chest as his hand ran through her hair. It felt like his heart was too big for his chest. It hurt. It hurt.

“Shh,” he tried to calm her. To calm himself.

The shaking in her body slowed eventually, until only a few hiccup sobs could be heard.

“I-I thought if you-if you didn’t want this we could...it’s still early,” she sniffed softly.

Thomas’ eyebrows drew together. “Early?” he took her shoulders, pulling her away enough so he could look down at her. “What do you mean early?”

Her expression twisted, the pain obvious. Her arms wrapped almost protectively around her middle. “T-there’s a clinic.”

His eyes widened. “Fuck, you mean to,” his gaze dropped to her stomach. “To abort -” he couldn’t even finish, his throat thick.

Amanda looked away, arms tightening around herself. “I thought I could. To keep you. To keep this. But I-I don’t think I can. Even if it means leaving.”

He didn’t even hear her. All he could hear was ringing in his ears.

Abort. Abort the baby.

Their baby.

“No.” The word spilled out. “You can’t - we cant- kill our -” he cut himself off when he realized what he said.

Her eyes snapped to his. “I don’t want to. I’ll go. I can do this on my own. Dad did. And I was happy. I can-”

All he could think of was the baby being taken. Aborted. Amanda taking it and leaving. Someone else finding it and hurting what was his.

His.

Fuck. This baby was his.

“We’ll do this together.”

“What?” Her arms dropped away.

His hand had a mind of its own as it moved to her flat stomach. “I-I don’t know what I’m doing. I probably never will. I might not be good at this. Shit, I likely won’t be.”

“Thomas…”

“It might be dangerous. Being who I am. People might want to hurt both of you.” he warns. “I don’t know if being with me is safe.”

Her hand went to his. “Thomas.”

“Are you sure I’m a good idea?” he frowned. “What Groves did to you -”

“Wasn’t your fault,” she whispered. “It wasn’t and you need to let it go.”

“How could I ever? What he did to you -” Thomas shook his head. “I won’t let that happen again.”

“I know.”

“Not to you. Or...or our baby. Never,” he vowed. A promise he wouldn’t break. God help anyone who tried to hurt his family.

His family.

“I-I need you to tell me what you’re saying, Thomas.” Amanda grasped his wrist.

He cupped her cheek, brushing away the last few tears. “I’m going to mess up, Manda.”

“No one’s perfect.”

“My father -”

“Is not you,” she interrupted. “Never has been.”

“Might need you to remind me that sometimes.”

“Always. Just...I want you Thomas. But I, I want this baby too. I wasn’t expecting to, but I do.”

Amanda held her breath as she waited for him to say something. When his expression twisted, her face fell.

“Does this mean I have to get a ‘safer’ car?”

She stared at him, not sure if she heard him correctly.

“I like the Jag.” he sighed. “Can we still keep the Jag too?”

A sob ripped through her throat as she threw her arms around his neck. “You’re an idiot.”

“I’m going to hear that a lot, aren’t I?”

“I love you.”

His arms were tight around her. “Manda. Mine, always.”

“What are you doing in my closet?”

“Where’s that suit?”

Thomas raised an eyebrow. “In case you’ve gone mental, you’ve thrown them all on the floor.”

William looked at the disaster and shook his head. “No there was this one...shit...was it pinstripe? No, black and double breasted. Yeah. That one. Where the fuck is that one?”

“There’s three on the floor. Seriously, you’re taking them all to get dry cleaned.”

“No no, it’s not there.” William dragged his hand through his hair. “Maybe it’s too formal. Do you think it would be too formal?”

“For a trip to the mental hospital, yes.” Thomas shook his head, stepping over a pile of shirts. “What’s going on with you?”

William hesitated.

“Out with it little brother.”

Sighing, William leaned against the wall. “I have a date.”

Thomas’ eyebrow shot up. “A date?”

“I sort of asked Emma out.”

“And she said yes to the mental patient?”

“Fuck off.” William groaned. “I’m nervous, alright? I haven’t been on a first date in awhile. And I...shit, Thomas, I like her. Really like her.”

Thomas looked at him for a long moment, not saying a word. William shifted at the silence as he resumed searching.

“You’re thinking too much, little brother.” Thomas spoke softly.

William snorted. “When don’t I?”

Thomas chuckled in return. “You always thought too much for the both of us.”

“Someone had to with your schemes.”

“You came up with your fair share of schemes too.”

“We’re getting off topic.” William sighed.

“If the suit isn’t here it’s likely at the dry cleaners.” Thomas shrugged. “It’s just a suit, William.”

“It needs to be right.” When Thomas raised an eyebrow William let out a grunt in frustration. “It just needs to be, alright?”

“Have you asked, Manda?”

Williams eyes closed, his shoulders slumping. “You know that’s not a good idea.”

“Didn’t she tell you to ask her out already?”

“Her saying that and me doing it are two different things.”

“Yeah I know,” Thomas walked further into the closet, sifting through what remained on the hangers. “But William? If I can face being a...god, a father, you can face a first date.”

“Shit, you’re going to use that card now, aren't you?”

Thomas threw him a grin. “It’s my duty.”

“Just help me find a suit, asshole.”

Amanda leaned against the wall just outside of the bedroom, her hand resting on her flat belly. As the twin’s voice wafted out of the closet and into the hallway. Her eyes closed as she rested her head against the wall.

He was nervous. Had she ever heard him this nervous? It hurt, in a way to know he was nervous to go on a date with another woman. But she didn’t have any right to feel that way, especially since she encouraged William to ask this girl out. Especially since she was pregnant with his brother’s child.

She couldn’t be that selfish anymore. William stepping away had nearly torn their little family apart. And now with a baby on the way, she wanted this family as full as possible.

That thought didn’t ease the ache in her heart, however.

“Maybe I should cancel.” William’s voice was muffled.

“You’re not a coward, William. It’s just clothes.”

“Maybe it’s just not right. If I’m thinking this hard.”

“Your problem is that you’re too deep in your head.”

Amanda smiled. William thought too much. He had for as long as she’d known him.

Sighing, she pushed off the wall, her feet taking her down the hallway to his room without hesitation. Her focus was immediately on his closet as she crossed the room, the perfect outfit already in mind. With a quick swish of her wrist, she was pulling pieces off the hanger and setting them on the bed. She admired the outfit for a long moment, picturing how handsome he would be in it.

Hearing the twin’s voices grow louder, Amanda quickly slipped from the room and retreated downstairs. Where she would hide out while William finished getting ready for his date.

It was official. She had nothing to wear.

Emma groaned as she looked at the mess on her bed. She should be able to find something in that mess. But nothing felt right for a first date.

“This is stupid.” she grumbled to herself. “It’s just a date. Just a silly little date.”

With the most handsome man she’s ever seen in her life. Why he seemed to be enamoured by her, she didn’t have a clue. But she was caught up in those ice blue eyes and broad shoulders.

Meow.

“I know I know,” Emma turned as the black cat jumped onto her bed. “He’s just a man.”

Meow.

“Fine, I’m lying to myself.” another groan. “Should I cancel?”

Meow.

“You’re right, that would be the cowards way out. I haven’t been on a date in months. It’ll be fine. Completely fine.” she tried to pep talk herself. “If I could find something to wear.”

Meooooow.

“Well someone’s vocal…” Emma raised an eyebrow. Her eyes widened, however, as she watched her cat maneuver himself on a pool of green fabric, pushing and prodding with his paws until his bed was just so. “Oh Bagheera you’re a genius.” she swept the green wrap dress up underneath the cat before hairs could start migrating.

Meow.

“Here have these.” she pushed the rest of her clothes in his direction, holding the dress close to her chest.

She really needed to get a hold of herself. It was just some silly little date.

Meow.

“Shhh, you’re supposed to be on my side.”

He was twenty minutes early, like an idiot. And he brought flowers. What was he, a teenager? Did anyone bring flowers to their dates anymore? At least he stopped himself from getting the chocolate. But what if Emma liked chocolate more than flowers? Shit, he should have gotten the chocolate too.

“Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.” William muttered to himself as he paced in front of the restaurant. She was going to think he had never done this before. Why was he even doing this -

“William?”

That sweet caused immediate reaction in his groin. He stifled a moan as he twisted, finding Emma standing there with her sparkling eyes, her wild curls tamed into smooth waves. He had the sudden urge to his hand hands through her hair, to grasp onto to and pull until she was right where he needed her.

The corners of her eyes crinkled as she let out a little laugh when he didn’t say anything.

“Beautiful. I mean, you’re beautiful.” he stumbled over his words - as usual whenever he was around her.

And she was, with the dark green wrap dress that hugged every curve, the neckline giving him enough of a peak of her cleavage to leave him nearly drooling like a school boy.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” her own gaze perused him, her cheeks growing a faint pink. “Are those for me?” she nodded at the flowers in his hand.

“Right. Yes.” he nearly forgot he had them. He flushed as he held them out. “I realize they’re a bit of a nuisance while we eat. I can just -”

She took them before he could finish, bringing the fresh bouquet up to her nose. “They’re lovely. I love flowers.”

William sighed in relief. He didn’t fuck that up, that had to be a good sign.

“I don’t remember the last time someone bought me flowers.” she admitted, smiling up at him. “Thank you.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” God he hoped there would be other times.

Her smile just grew. “Do you want to go in?”

“Right yes, of course,” he held out his arm. “You really do look beautiful, Emma.”

“My cat picked it out.” Her eyes suddenly widened. “Did I just say that outloud?”

He tried not to grin but failed miserably. “You have a cat?”

“Bagheera.” her cheeks were nearly as red as her hair.

“Like from the Jungle Book?”

“It was my favourite Disney movie.”

“Mine too.”

“Well that’s a relief. If you hated it, I would have to end this date immediately.”

“Well it’s a good thing that won’t have to happen.” he waited until she put her hand in the crook of his arm before leading her toward the restaurant entrance. “I’ve very relieved.”

He held the door open for her, but before she passed through, she squeezed his arm. “Me too.”

Thomas’ hands felt clammy as he knocked on the door. Shit, he couldn’t remember the last time he was consistently this nervous. But ever since Amanda told him about the baby, he couldn’t shake this anxiety. And he didn’t like it. Not one bit.

“Oh hi Mr. Hiddleston,” Beth smiled as she opened the door to his mother’s home. “We weren’t expecting you today.”

“I’m sorry to just drop by. How is she today?” He realized now his mistake. He should have called. With his mother’s condition, he never knew what he was walking into. What if she didn’t even recognize him?

Beth’s smile brightened. “She’s having a really good day, Mr. Hiddleston. She was just saying how she’s missed her sons.”

Relief flooded through him. “Thomas, please.”

“Thomas. Please, come on. Helena will be so excited to see you. I’ll let her know you’re here.”

“If it’s alright, I’ll surprise her myself.”

Beth nodded as she stepped aside for him to step through. “She’s just out on the back patio for morning tea. If you need me, I’ll be puttering around in the kitchen.”

“Thank you, Beth.” he offered a smile before walking through the house from memory alone until he reached the back door. Breathing deeply, he slipped through the doorway and onto the back patio. “Hello mum.”

Helena jumped with a start, but as she turned, the brightest smile was on her face. “Well I was wondering when my sons would remember I existed.” she teased.

Thomas couldn’t help the boyish grin that spread across his lips whenever he was around the one woman who had always been on his side. Before Amanda that was. He had been lucky to find another that accepted him for who he was. He could only hope this child - his child - felt the same way.

“William saw you earlier this week for lunch.”

She rolled her eyes. “And when was the last time I saw you? You’re too busy. You both are. You’re going to miss the life going past you. At my age, you realize how precious every little moment is.”

“I’ll come around more. I promise.” he pulled her into his arms.

“I’ll hold you to that, my love. Now, come, I’ll pour you some tea.” she took his arm and led him over to the table. “And you can tell me why you’re here.”

“Can’t I just come to visit you?”

“I know you.” was all she had to say.

That didn’t calm the nerves. Neither did the first cup of tea. The second didn’t do a damn thing either. Thomas wasn’t sure whiskey would have been any help.

“Just tell me, Thomas.” Helena reached for her son’s hand. “Whatever’s in that head of yours. I know you keep everything so closely guarded, but you came here for a reason. Whatever it is, you know I’m always on your side.”

She meant it, and he knew. But this didn’t make it any easier.

“Mum,” he began, tapping his thumb nervously on the teacup. “There’s um, been a lot of changes as of recent.”

“Is everything alright? How’s William?”

“William is fine. Work is fine.”

Helena frowned. “Has Matthew been disturbing things again?”

He flinched at that name “No, he hasn’t been around.”

She nodded.

“I’ve, uh, met someone.”

Her eyes widened, her lips already twitching into a smile. But still, she didn’t say anything, just letting him find his footing to get it out. She was always good at giving him time, have the patience of a saint.

“Her name is Amanda and I…” he was caught on the words. “She’s become very important to me.”

He could see the excitement in her eyes.

“And we...well…” he scratched the back of his neck. “We recently learned about something big. Something that will change our lives.”

Helena squeezed his hand to encourage him.

“Amanda is expecting.” he blurt out. “What I mean is, well, She’s pregnant and I...I’m going to be a father.”

The breath left him the moment the words were out. He stared at her, waiting for her reaction. Surprise was written all over his mother’s face, but other than that, he couldn’t tell what she thought.

Shit.

Maybe he should have waited. Maybe he should have brought Amanda by first. Maybe he should have just had William spill the beans. Maybe -

“Mum?” Thomas stood suddenly as Helena stood, politely pushing her chair under the table and moving into the house.

He stood there in wonder. She didn’t say a word and then she was gone.

“Great job, idiot.” he muttered.

Of course he would manage to fuck this up too.

Thomas just stood there, not sure what to do. Did he follow her? Did he leave? Was this due to her alzheimer's? One minute she was perfectly fine, but she had switched at a drop of a hat in the past. Had he lost her again so quickly?

Sighing after a few minutes, he pushed his chair in and resigned himself to a failed visit. He would come by again in a few days, see if his mother would even see him.

“Sorry, I couldn’t quite remember where I had put them.”

Thomas looked up as his mother waltzed right back outside, her hands gingerly holding an object. “Mum?”

“I forget things at my age. But I was able to find it.”

“Find it?” He raised an eyebrow. Did she know who she was talking to? And about what?

Helena smiled, with all the love that she had always showered him with as she took his hand and held it with his palm up. “This belonged to you when you were only a baby. Your brother had a matching one. I thought your child might like it as well.”

His eyebrows furrowed as a small, silver rattle was placed in his hand, a ‘TH’ engraved on it.

“I-I can’t take this.”

“Of course you can. It’s yours.” she closed his hand around it. “And it’ll be your baby’s.”

His tongue felt thick in his throat. “I should have told you about Amanda.”

Helena cupped his cheek. “I know you, my son. And I know your love doesn’t come easy. If this woman is special to you, then bring her over for a pot of tea. I’d like to get to know the mother of my grandchild.”

It felt more real, hearing her say it.

“I’m...worried.”

Her head tilted to the side, hand still resting on his cheek. “You are nothing like Matthew, Thomas. You have so much more in your heart to offer. So much more love.”

“I’m not always a good person.”

“Love, Thomas, love is what you need. And I have a feeling you already love this child.”

He couldn’t say it outloud. He could barely say the words to Amanda. But that fierce protectiveness he already felt over his unborn child, that was something, wasn’t it?

He would clutch onto that for the next few months. He couldn’t be like his father. He’d rather walk away before he put Amanda or their child through that.

“You are such a good boy,” Helena patted his cheek softly before stepping away. “Did you want to join me for something to eat?”

“No I, I should head to the office.”

She nodded in understanding. “Don’t make it such a long time before you come to see me again.”

“I won’t.” he vowed.

“I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Soon, I promise.” he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “Thank you for understanding.”

“Always, love.”

“How did your meeting go?” Amanda smiled up at him as Thomas approached his office.

“Better than expected.” he leaned down for a kiss. “Meet me in my office? There’s some...things I want to go over.”

“Sure, just give me five.” worry flickered in her eyes.

Kissing her lips one last time, he passed her desk and into his office. The rattle sat in his suit jacket pocket, almost as if it were on fire. He was more aware of it now that he was so close to Amanda, so close to their child.

“Sorry about that, had to send off an email.” Amanda walked in, iPad in her hand at the ready.

Thomas shook his head, pulling out of his thoughts as he pushed back in his chair and patted his lap. “Come here, sweet girl.”

Her eyebrows furrowed but she set down the tablet on his desk before rounding it to him. “Is everything okay?”

“Don’t worry so much.” he pulled her down onto his lap, careful to be gentle. He would have to remember that now more than ever. His eyes dropped to her flat stomach, amazed that something could be growing inside of her.

“It’s the hormones.” she admitted. “My emotions are all over the place. That’s a valid excuse, for the record.”

Thomas chuckled. “I’ll take that under advisement.”

Her hands came to rest at the base of his neck. “Thomas, talk to me. You were vague when you said where you had to go this morning.”

He sighed. “I went to see my mum.”

Amanda frowned. “Why did you keep that a secret.”

“I...I haven’t told her about you. I was scared what she was going to say. I was scared she wouldn’t even know who I was.”

“Oh Thomas.” her thumb caressed the side of his neck. “How was she?”

“Good. She was really good. Completely lucid.”

Relief was evident on her face. “I’m so happy. Did everything go alright?”

“More than alright.” he pulled her tighter against him. “She wants to meet you.”

“I want that.”

“Maybe for brunch.”

“I’d like that.”

“There was something else.” he pulled his hand away, reaching into his jacket. “Something for you. And the baby.”

Her head tilted to the side in confusion. “What is it? Is everything -”

He pulled the rattle free, holding it tightly in his palm before opening his hand. Amanda’s gasp went straight to his heart.

“That’s so beautiful.” she whispered.

“It was mine.” he flipped it over so she could see the engraved initials. “William and I both had them.”

Her finger glides across the small toy. “It’s special.”

“I’m hoping it will be special for someone else too.” he was hesitant at first, but his hand came to rest on her stomach.

Her eyes widened. “It’s for the baby?”

“For our baby.”

Her eyes glistened. “Oh Thomas. I...I don’t know what to say.”

“Well don’t cry.” he grumbled gruffly.

She laughed, slapping his chest. “Good luck with that, you’re stuck with crying for the next couple of months.”

He sobered. “It feels so far away. But so -”

“Close,” Amanda nodded. “I know. It still doesn’t feel real.” her frowned returned. “Is this...are we okay? I know this wasn’t in the plan. I know this isn’t what you wanted -”

“Manda,” he took her by the back of her neck, pulling her to him. “I want - need - you, more than anything. This was unexpected but…” he looked at the rattle. “I think we can do this. I know you can, but I think I can. At least, I want to be able to.”

“You can. I know you can.”

“You have more faith than I do.”

“That’s okay.” she stole a quick kiss. “But we are going to be okay, right?”

“All three of us.” he nodded, his hand still on her stomach. “We’ll be okay.”

“And William.”

“Yeah I guess him too.”

Amanda giggled. “This is going to be weird. We’re having a baby.”

“You’re telling me.” he snorted. “Another mouth to feed.”

“Says the richest man I’ve ever known.”

“Yeah I guess we’ll be just fine then. All of us. Our family.”

A tear slid down her cheek as Amanda smiled so brightly. “Our family.”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Good evening, the entire twins universe is now available on AO3!!

Bare with us as we work it out, we’re not so much in it for the hits and kudos the site offers, but we wanna make sure the twins are accessible to everyone and have a place they can live outside of Tumblr. The finale of ETTR will be posted here and AO3 as well, and we’ll determine the best place for future one shots and part three going forward.

If you’re on AO3, give us a quick check!! Some of you already have, and it’s greatly appreciated!! Y’all are the reason we keep writing the twins and it makes our day more than you know.

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FYI - Madison is a champ and transferred the entire series over. 

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I guess under the new rules, written erotica is fine. But I will be figuring out a backup system for all of my fics just in case. how many of you are on AO3? I've never used it or cared to in the past. would you all be interested if I post there as well?

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Four AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives, including sharing a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine. But when Amanda begins to run out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, she turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. Her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that the twins can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: Language, suggestive content. AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and @teacuphiddlesfics and the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Christine if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here.

William tried his best not to stay at the house beyond the few hours of sleep he needed every once in a while. But more often than not, he stayed at his office, drinking the bottle of booze in his cabinet that got empty far quicker than it had in the months before.

When he was home, Amanda could barely stand to look at him. Thomas was better, but not by much, but William suspected it was out of courtesy of being his brother, though his heart belonged to Amanda.

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Exceptions to the Rules - Rebloggable Masterpost

AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine. Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: Explicit language, violence, drug use, sexual content.

Chapter One

Chapter Two 

Chapter Three 

Chapter Four 

Chapter Five 

Chapter Six 

Chapter Seven 

Chapter Eight 

Chapter Nine 

Chapter Ten 

Chapter Eleven 

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen 

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen 

Chapter Seventeen 

Chapter Eighteen 

Chapter Nineteen 

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One 

Chapter Twenty-Two 

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four (New!)

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Four AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives, including sharing a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine. But when Amanda begins to run out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, she turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. Her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that the twins can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: Language, suggestive content. AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and @teacuphiddlesfics and the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Christine if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here.

William tried his best not to stay at the house beyond the few hours of sleep he needed every once in a while. But more often than not, he stayed at his office, drinking the bottle of booze in his cabinet that got empty far quicker than it had in the months before.

When he was home, Amanda could barely stand to look at him. Thomas was better, but not by much, but William suspected it was out of courtesy of being his brother, though his heart belonged to Amanda.

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Three AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine.

Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, drugs, sexual content AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and cheers-mrhiddlestonand the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Madison if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here

“Where are you?”

William rolled his eyes as he stuck his phone between his shoulder and ear as he grabbed a shopping cart. “The store. Which I told you about this morning.”

“Great. Uh…Manda wants something.”

“Okay.”

“Chocolate.”

“Amanda wants that or you want that?”

“Why would I want that?”

“You’re a chocolate addict.”

Thomas gasped. “How dare you!”

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Three AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine.

Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, drugs, sexual content AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and cheers-mrhiddlestonand the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Madison if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here

“Where are you?”

William rolled his eyes as he stuck his phone between his shoulder and ear as he grabbed a shopping cart. “The store. Which I told you about this morning.”

“Great. Uh…Manda wants something.”

“Okay.”

“Chocolate.”

“Amanda wants that or you want that?”

“Why would I want that?”

“You’re a chocolate addict.”

Thomas gasped. “How dare you!”

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Three AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine.

Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, drugs, sexual content AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and cheers-mrhiddlestonand the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Madison if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here

“Where are you?”

William rolled his eyes as he stuck his phone between his shoulder and ear as he grabbed a shopping cart. “The store. Which I told you about this morning.”

“Great. Uh...Manda wants something.”

“Okay.”

“Chocolate.”

“Amanda wants that or you want that?”

“Why would I want that?”

“You’re a chocolate addict.”

Thomas gasped. “How dare you!”

“Get your own chocolate.”

“You’re going to break her heart.”

“You will survive.”

“I am your brother! Your flesh and blood!”

William hung up before he could continue. Given his dramatic twin, it would be a thirty minute monologue. Chuckling, William drove his cart through the store, plucking items off shelves as he went. Turning down the baking aisle, William grabbed chocolate chips. He’d make his chocolate deviant brother something. Easier to just give in to the little addict.

“Excuse me?”

He turned at the sweet voice, knocking into his cart which proceeded to knock into another cart. And then into the shelves. Where a package of flour tumbled to the ground.

“Shit.”

“Oops.”

William shot a look to the woman and nearly stumbled when he gaze fell on the wild red curls of the American.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” the corners of her eyes crinkled as she tucked her smooth curls behind her ear. One strand didn’t want to stay in place however, and sprang back forward.

“It’s good. I mean, I’m good. Fine. I’m fine,” he cringed. Did he just learn how to speak yesterday?

There was a spark of laughter in her eyes. “Would you mind grabbing the cocoa powder from the top shelf?” She nodded up at the shelf behind him.

He turned, nearly whacking both of their carts harder into the shelves. His cheeks burned. What the hell was wrong with him?

“Sure. yeah. Of course.” He reached up. “Did you want the sweetened or unsweetened?”

When she didn’t answer, he grabbed both and turned back around, only to knock right into her as she stood from grabbing the fallen flour bag.

“Jesus,” he muttered under his breath as the cocoa powder fell to the ground as he grabbed her elbows to steady her. “Sorry. Are you alright?”

“It’s good.” Her lips twitched as her eyes stared at his chest. “You’re not though. That’s my fault. Sorry.”

William raised an eyebrow as he looked down, only to find flour all over his shirt.

“Here, let me.” She gently placed the bag back on the shelf and went to work trying to brush the white powder off of him.

The moment her hands were on him, there was a stirring in his pants.

“I don't think I’m really doing much. Sorry,” she winced, looking at the now smudged white marks. Her hands brushed across his abdomen again. And again as she tried to fix the mess.

With her attention focused on his shirt, William closed his eyes and bit back a groan. She might as well have been giving him a hand job the way his cock was hardening, pushing uncomfortably against his zipper.

“I think I’ve made it worse.” she giggled.

“It’s fine.” he assured, his voice strained. He dipped down to grab the cocoa powder and handed the cans over to her. “Here you are.”

“Thank you.” her eyes were still sparkling as she set them in her cart. “And again, I’m sorry about your shirt.”

Her hand moved to touch him again, but he was already shuffling down the aisle. He needed to get far far away from her. Before he did something stupid.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll, uh, see you around.” he hurried around, only to knock into a store employee turning the corner. “Mother fucker.”

“William?” Amanda stuck her head into his office. “I have Liam out here, do you have a minute?”

“Course,” William waved Amanda and his CFO into the room. “Just tell me we’re not bankrupt or else I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.”

Liam grinned and chuckled. “You know we’re in a good place, Hiddleston.”

“William.” He rolled his eyes.

“Sure, Hiddleston.” Liam shrugged. “I just need your signature for the annual report. Things are looking good. Really good.”

William sighed, not bothering to hide his relief. Liam knew the struggle the company had gone through before William went to his brother for a loan. But with their father finally out of the picture, and scoring a handful of necessary business deals, Hiddleston Corporation was finally in the black. Well into the black.

Taking the tablet from Liam’s hand, he offered his digital signature. “This going out to the board?”

“Next week. I’ll send you the final copy to review.”

“I’ll take a look, but don’t hold up for me. I trust you. If you say it’s good, it’s good.” William handed the tablet back.

“Right in time for the gala too,” Liam commented. “Bringing anyone this year?”

William eyed Amanda who was standing dutifully behind Liam. It was at the tip of his tongue to say her. Wished he could. But how would he explain that? His brother and Amanda hadn’t hidden their relationship at the office. It was widely known. But his addition into their life, into their bed, that couldn’t be known.

“Not this year.” William shook his head, refusing to look at Amanda even though he felt her stare on him.

“Now that’s a shame,” Liam tsked. “There’s still time.”

“Giving love advice now, Grant? Didn’t realize you were a part time matchmaker. Am I not paying you enough?”

Liam rolled his eyes. “I’m not going to answer that in case you don’t know just how much you are paying me.”

William chuckled as he waltzed out, closing the door behind him. William was already turning back to his computer when Amanda spoke up.

“Why didn’t you say you were going with me?”

He sighed, risking a glance up at her. “Because I’m not, doll. Not really. Not that way.”

“But it’s not like you’ll be alone.”

“No one knows what this is, love. You’ll be on Thomas’ arm, like it should be.” He shrugged, doing his best to make it seem like it didn’t matter.

It shouldn’t matter.

But it did.

Amanda frowned and he had a feeling she didn’t buy it. But she simply nodded before heading back to her desk. He tried to put it out of his mind as he focused on work for the next hour. Tried not to think about going to another gala alone. When was the last time he had someone he truly cared about there with him? That was just with him?

“Jesus christ.” William shook his head.

“William?” Amanda tentatively knocked on the door. “Can I come in?”

“Course, love.” He waved her in. At least if she was there he wouldn’t overthink everything. “Everything alright?”

She took her time in closing the door behind her, and his eyebrows shot up when she flicked the lock before turning towards him. There was a moment of hesitance on her face, a moment of uncertainty, before a switch was flipped. The confidence settled over her as she started unbuttoning her blouse, her eyes never leaving his.

“Amanda?” William pushed away from his desk.

“Are you feeling neglected?” there was a sweet husk to her voice and he was hard nearly instantly.

“Love,” he managed out. “I’ve never felt neglected with you.”

“Hm.” She tugged the blouse from her skirt, the material falling away to the side. “I better make sure, just in case.”

She shrugged out of the loose blouse before waltzing around his desk and turning around.

“Could you help with the zipper?” she asked innocently, shooting a flirty look over her shoulder.

“Fuck.”

Amanda wiggled her ass, tempting him. “If you don’t mind.”

He didn’t bother saying another word as he grasped onto her hips and tugged her closer. He had the zipper of her skirt down in seconds, shoving the fabric off her hips until it was pooling on the ground. With a twist of his hands, William her her turned around and pulled her down onto his lap. A sly grin spread across her lips as she straddled him.

“Are you feeling any less neglected.” Her hands slid around his neck, her fingers playing with his short curls.

“Mmm.” He pressed her closer. “Could try a little harder.”

Amanda giggled. “I think you’re pretty hard.”

William slid his fingers beneath her panties, cupping her ass and squeezing before slipping down to her wet lips.

“God, baby,” he groaned. “Were you just sitting out there thinking about seducing me?”

Amanda bit her lip as his finger brushed across her clit.

“Did you touch yourself? Sitting at your desk where anyone could see you?” His thumb circled the sensitive nub. “Did you get yourself ready for me?”

“William,” she squirmed, looking for more.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Please.”

“Tell me, Amanda. Tell me you’re ready for me.”

Her hands dropped to his hard cock, massaging him through his trousers. “Please, William. I need you.”

He didn’t even bother pull her panties off, instead dragging the material to the side as she fumbled to undo his pants. He was close. So close. He teased her entrance as she moaned, her hands flying back to his shoulders and digging her nails in.

“There you are, Manda.”

They both jumped at the voice from the doorway, neither expecting to be interrupted.

“What the fuck,” William growled, glaring over amanda’s shoulder. “The door was locked.

Thomas shrugged. “I have a key.”

“Of course you do.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m busy.”

“I see that.” Thomas smirked. “Very busy.”

Amanda wiggled, the tip of his cock pressing against her lips.

“What do you want?” William groaned.

Thomas’ smirk grew. “Came to surprise Manda with a weekend getaway.”

He had to tighten his hold on Amanda’s hips to stop her movements. “You mean you were going to steal my secretary before the end of the day.”

“Yep.” Thomas checked the time. “And unfortunately, we have to be at the jet within the hour.”

Amanda licked her lips. “So there’s time?” she asked hopefully.

“Can you be fast, darling girl?”

Her nose scrunched up. They both knew she was greedy. She wanted everything they could give her and more.

Thomas chuckled. “Didn’t think so.”

William sighed as he helped Amanda lift off of him. She was pouting as she fixed her panties and reached for her skirt.

“Oh please, don’t get dress on my account.” Thomas was grinning.

“We have to go through the office.”

Thomas sighed dramatically. “I guess we don’t want them to see what’s ours.”

She stuck her tongue out at him and he clucked his tongue.

“We’ll take care of that, little brat, this weekend,” he promised.

She shuddered in anticipation, quickly dressing again. William sat back, his shoulders hunching as he watched them. As Amanda approached Thomas, he tilted her chin up and stole a quick kiss. The look on his face, the love he felt for Amanda, it caused William’s stomach to churn.

She’s not yours.

She’s your brother’s.

“Sorry to interrupt.” Thomas caught Amanda around the waist and nodded at William. “I was going to invite you, but you mentioned having to work this weekend.”

“Go,” he urged. “Have fun.”

Thomas paused before turning towards the door, eying his brother. William forced on the most natural smile he could manage, hoping his brother wouldn’t see through it.

“We’ll call,” Thomas supplied. “Maybe Manda will play with herself for you.”

“Looking forward to it.”

The two shared a nod and look before the couple left the office. William watched as they stopped by her desk to collect her things before soon they were both out of sight.

“Shit.” he ran a hand down his face.

She’s never been yours

“Fucking hell.”

Maybe he should have gone to the pub, not the grocery store, to cheer himself up. That’s what normal people did. A scotch or two would help. Top shelf stuff. Would numb the thoughts for a little while.

But instead, he was getting out of his car and walking towards the grocery store. He’d end up cooking for Thomas and Amanda once they got back, smile away as he has for weeks now.

“I’m a sorry excuse,” he mumbled to himself, shaking his head. There was a pub just down the street. Maybe he should just -

There she was. The damn woman that was haunting him. The wild red curls, the curves that made his mouth water. She was always just there. Every damn time. He really needed to avoid this store. Maybe try one closer to the house, even if their selection wasn’t as great. It would mean not seeing her.

He really needed that drink now.

But he didn’t stray from his course as he waltzed towards the doors to the store where the redhead beauty was struggling to escape with her hands filled to the brim with bags.

Catching the door before it could crash into her, he spoke before even realizing it. “Need a hand?”

“About four more,” she huffed out in her american accent. It was endearing. Not harsh, her words soft to his ears.

Fuck, he really needed a new grocery store.

“Well I have two,” he offered. What was he doing?

Those eyes turned up to his and he was nearly knocked over. What was so special about those eyes?

“I’m good.” she smiled. “Thanks for grabbing the door.

“Yeah. Sure.” He let the door go as she stepped free. He frowned when he noticed a bag start to slip from her fingers, grabbing the plastic handles before her groceries could go skating down the sidewalk. “I’ve got it.”

“This is what I get for hosting my family.” The redhead scrunched up her nose. “Thanks. I think I have a finger free, you can just -”

“I’ve got it. Do you have a car nearby?” He looked around the small lot and across the street, trying to guess which was hers.

She was surprised by his question but pointed to the bright blue car only a few steps away. He started in that direction before she could insist she had it.

“Cute car,” he commented, pausing by the boot. “Keys?”

“Oh!” Her skin pinkened easily. The thought of what she would look like flush with passion crossed his mind before he quickly tucked that idea away.

You’re with Amanda.

“They’re in my hand here somewhere.” The bags were slipping from her hands again. William caught them before they could tumble to the ground, whisking them into his own hands. “Aren’t you a white knight,” she chuckled, lifting her keys. “Keys.”

She opened the boot and started to grab the bags when he shrugged. “I’ve got it.” and carefully placed each bag strategically in the car, keeping in mind the heavy bags to the lighter ones.

She stood watching him, her eyes boring through him, and he hated the fact that the blood rushed to his head. The wrong head. A lot more south.

“Shit,” he murmured under his breath, straightening and hoping to god she wouldn’t notice.

“Thank you. Really. I appreciate the help. That could have been a disaster.” The corners of her eyes crinkled.

“Glad I could help.” He needed to walk far far away from her. And quickly. “Have a good night.”

He was only half turned when she spoke. “I’m Emma, by the way.”

A name. Great. That wasn’t helping his erection.

“We seem to run into each other,” she giggled, knowing how many times he had literally run into her. “But I don’t know your name.”

He inhaled sharply as he looked over at her. Her lips were partly opened as she looked up at him. She was the perfect height. Small, where he could lift her with ease. Push her up against her car and -

“William,” he managed to get out.

“Nice to officially meet you, William.” Her smile was so sweet. So warm. It lit up her entire face and charmed the hell out of him. “Thanks again for your help.”

“Sure. No problem.” He nodded, his tongue feeling twice as big.

“Enjoy your shopping.”

“You too.” It took him a moment to realize what he had said. “I mean, enjoy your night. Right.” He took a step. “Have a good night.”

“You too.”

Ask her out. She’s right there. Do it.

But you belong to amanda.

He couldn’t speak. So he waved. And nearly ran into the doors before he turned around and all but ran into the store. Like an idiot.

Why the hell was he always an idiot around her?

And what the hell was he doing, thinking about asking her out? He was with Amanda. He just, he couldn’t.

“Fucking hell.” He glanced over his shoulder and through the window, watching as Emma got into her car and pulled out of her spot.

And he proceeded to walk into a case of produce.

He really needed a new grocery store.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

William startled, jumping in his seat with papers flying across his desk. “Jesus christ, Thomas.”

Thomas wasn’t stopping as he marched across the office, grabbing William by the lapels and pulling him from the chair. The air was knocked out of him as Thomas shoved him against the wall of windows.

“What the fuck. Is wrong. With you,” Thomas growled.

With his equilibrium shook, it took William a moment to process the fury glaring down at him. “Thomas?”

Thomas’ grip tightened on William’s jacket. “You’re supposed to be the good one. The nice one. The one that takes care of everyone.”

William didn’t even know to fight back or not. “Look Thomas, whatever’s going on -”

“Why the hell are you hurting her? Her! Of all people.”

“What are you -”

“Amanda, goddamnit!”

His eyes closed as he let out a breath. “Oh.”

“Oh? Oh? That’s all you have to fucking say?” Thomas was seething. And he had a right to be, William knew.

“I -”

“She thinks she’s done something. Manda thinks she hurt you in some way. Said something wrong.”

William sighed. “That’s not it.”

“No shit.” Thomas shoved him harder against the glass. “You’ve avoided the house. You avoid her. You ‘suggested’ that she spend more time at my office. When you’re in the same room as her you won’t even look at her.”

William cringed. He hadn’t realized how bad it was until Thomas said it outloud.

“What the hell do you have to say for yourself.”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know.” Thomas clenched his jaw. “You don’t fucking know?”

“Thomas…”

“Don’t.” Thomas shook his head. “Just tell me why.”

His eyes closed again. He couldn’t even look his own brother in the eye anymore. “I don’t know how to do this anymore.”

“Do what?” his brother demanded.

“Be with her.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I...shit, Thomas. I love her. More than I was supposed to. More than what's right. She’s yours and -”

‘You know this is different between us.”

William shook his head. “That’s the thing, big brother. This time it’s not the same. She’s yours. She’ll always be yours deep down. More than she will ever be mine. I knew that. I did. And I wanted this for you, Thomas. You deserve her. You deserve this.”

Thomas’ grip loosened but didn't drop. “What are you saying, William?”

“I don’t know how to be with her anymore. Knowing that I’ll never have all of her. Knowing that her heart is always going to be yours.”

Finally, Thomas’ hands dropped away as he took a step back. “She loves you.”

William offers a sad smile. “But not the way she loves you. And that’s how it should be. She’s yours, I was just the extra add on.”

“Jesus, William, you know that isn’t true.”

“Isn’t it?” William shrugged. “I knew it. I always have. And I thought I was okay with it. Especially after Jocelyn and Ronnie. I think subconsciously I thought it would be easier that way. I wouldn’t be lied to. Wouldn’t have another disastrous relationship. I loved Amanda and the idea of this all was safe.”

“Fuck.” Thomas ran his hand down his face. “What’s changed? You were fine up to a few weeks ago.”

He definitely didn’t know how to say this part. Pushing off from the window, William turned so he didn't have to look Thomas in the eye again. “I think I met someone.”

Thomas was silent for a moment. “Met someone?”

“I think. I mean, we haven’t gone out. I felt too...guilty I guess. I’m with Amanda. In a way. Being with anyone else felt dishonest.”

Thomas let out a deep breath as he stepped up beside his brother, both staring out the window. “But you wanted to. Take her out?”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

William shoved his hands into his pockets. “It just...happened. I saw her one day. And then another. And then another. I couldn’t get her out of my head and I’ve barely talked to her.”

Thomas looked over at him. “From my experience, that’s usually how it happens.”

He snorted. “You’re the new expert I guess.”

“What’s her name?”

“Does it really matter?”

Thomas turned to him. “Yeah, little brother, it does.”

William looked at him from the corner of his eye. “Emma. Her name is Emma.”

“Pretty name. What are you going to tell Amanda?”

He groaned. “Why do you think I’ve been avoiding her.”

Thomas’ eyes narrowed. “Let’s talk about that. She’s hurting right now because she thinks she’s hurt you.”

“I didn’t mean for that.”

“Great, how are you going to fix it?”

“What do you want me to do, Thomas? How am I supposed to tell her this?”

“It’s better than her just wondering. Thinking she’s done something wrong.”

He was right. William knew that. Didn’t make it any easier.

“She’ll understand.”

“Will she? Will she really understand that I don’t want to be with her. That I have to walk away? That there might be another woman?”

“Maybe not at first. But she will. She wants you to be happy.” Thomas gave him a long look. “And you’re not happy right now, are you?”

“That’s a loaded question.”

“But I’m right.”

He hated to admit it. He was supposed to be happy. And he was. In a way. But not the way he should be.

“Well that look answers my question.” Thomas sighed. “You need to tell her.”

“I don’t want to ruin things.”

“It’s not going to be the same. I won’t lie about it. It’s going to fucking suck around the house. But this can’t keep going on. You’re both miserable.”

“We’ll still both be miserable.”

“Maybe. But at least she’ll know why it’s happening.” Thomas squeezed his shoulder. “Talk to her, little brother. Be honest with her. Be honest with yourself. You obviously like this woman. You can be happy. We don’t need to share. Just because we like it, it doens’t mean it has to be that way.”

“I haven’t exactly had the best success rate.”

A part of WIlliam was jealous that the first woman Thomas was in a relationship with wouldn’t deceive him like his past lovers had.

Thomas shrugged. “Have to start somewhere. And that starts by asking Emma out.”

“Fuck.” William closed his eyes. “I have to tell her.”

“You do. And soon.”

“After the gala.”

“And Emma? When are you going to ask her out?” Thomas prompted, wagging his eyebrows.

“Right after I stop fucking walking into things.”

Thomas paused with a frown. “What?”

“Never mind.”

Amanda peeked over Thomas’ shoulder as they danced. She searched the faces lined around the dance floor, but frowned when she couldn’t find William. It was his Gala, but she had hardly seen him all night.

Or maybe it was just her.

“I can feel you thinking.” Thomas brought his fingers up to the nape of her neck. “What’s going on in that head of yours, love?”

She sighed as she rested her forehead on his shoulder. “He’s still avoiding me.”

Thomas didn’t bother to ask who. They both knew William was doing everything he could lately never to be alone with her.

“He’s just been going through some stuff,” he assured, massaging her neck. “You know William, he keeps it to himself.”

“Something the two of you have in common,” she tried to tease, pulling back and offering a sad smile. “I miss him.”

“I know, Manda.”

“Could you maybe talk to him?” she asked hopefully. If anyone could get through to William, it was Thomas.

A look passed over his face before it was wiped away. “I’ll see what I can do.”

Amanda nodded as she tucked herself back into his arms, trying to just enjoy being with him. But William’s behaviour nagged at her. Had she done something? Said something that upset him? Was Thomas right, and he was just in his own head?

As the song came to an end, they parted and clapped for the live band. Amanda stole another glance around the ballroom, her eyes brightening when she finally caught sight of William.

“I’ll be right back.” Amanda squeezed Thomas’ arm. “I’ll grab us some drinks.”

Thomas followed her gaze and nodded.

She kept her eyes firmly on William as she moved around the venue, skirting around couples dancing as she hurried across the room. The last thing she needed was to lose him - or for him to lose her.

“Hi.” She finally sidled up to him.

William looked startled to see her. “Amanda.”

“Have you been busy? I feel like I haven’t seen you all night.”

“You know how it is.” He shrugged, running his hand through his hair, almost tilting away from her.

The band started up again in the background. “Dance with me?”

“Oh.” William looked around. “I uh, actually have to do my speech soon. I should get ready.”

Amanda frowned. “I thought that was at the end of the night.”

“I haven’t really practiced it. I should do that now.” He took a quick step back. “Raincheck?”

“Sure. Are you okay?”

“I’m great, doll.” The smile was forced on his lips. “I really should go. I’ll see you later? At home?”

She waited a beat, hoping he would turn back around as he began towards the exit. But he never did. Sighing, she worked her way back to Thomas, trying not to let it show that William’s absence was bothering her. But Thomas knew. He always knew.

“Like I said, love, he’s just going through some stuff.” He tilted her chin up. “It’s not you, I promise.”

“You’re not the one he’s avoiding, though.”

“I know, darling.”

It was as the end-of-the-night speeches were coming to an end that Amanda decided enough was enough. She would corner William if she had to. Things couldn'’t keep on this way. She was hardly at his office anymore. He insisted they weren’t busy, when she knew that was a blatant lie. He just didn’t want her there, for whatever reason.

Something had to of happened. But what? Was he feeling neglected? Was it the fact that he was here alone tonight? But it had never gotten to him before, when they had gone out the three of them. William would join in, share the antics with Thomas. But lately he had been nowhere to be found. Tonight more than ever.

But it was time to get to the bottom of it. The three of them couldn’t keep going on the way they had been.

As William finished thanking the guests and handed off the microphone to the coordinator, Amanda kissed Thomas cheek and promised to meet him at the front. She was off on a mission as she darted towards the side of the stage. William hadn’t seen her, but he was still walking as quickly as he could away from the dance floor. Away from where she and Thomas were.

Not if she had anything to say about it.

“William, wait!” Amanda called, hurrying after him.

She could hear the soft “shit” whisper from him as he came to a stop in a secluded corner. Sighing, William slowly turned around, shoving his hands into his pockets. He wouldn’t look at her though, his head hanging as if ashamed. When was the last time he really looked at her?

“It was a great speech. As always.” She smiled. William had a knack for public speaking, even if he detested it. The CEO look was good on him.

“Thanks, doll.” he shifted uncomfortable.

When he fell silent again, Amanda couldn’t stop the words from blurting out. “Did I hurt you?”

William reared back as if he had been hit. “What?”

“Did I hurt you?” She swallowed the growing lump in her throat.

“Why would you ask me that.”

She wanted to cry. “Because you’ve done everything in your power to avoid me, William.”

“That’s not true.”

A lie.

“Look at me and tell me that.”

He looked up. Looked right in her direction. But not at her.

“You’re avoiding me. You won’t even look at me.”

“I’m not.” he shook his head in denial. “That’s not -”

“You are!” She cried out. “You are, William.”

His eyes finally locked with hers, and she wanted to grab him, to demand why he was looking at her with so much pain. But she was afraid that if she even touched him, he would startle like a lamb and dart off.

“Don’t lie to me, William. Please.” her voice softened. “I know when I’m being avoided.”

William dragged a hand down his face, his shoulders falling in exhaustion. “Amanda -”

“What did I do? Was it something I said? Is it the gala? Because you had to come alone?”

“God, Amanda. No.” he shook his head in earnest. “You haven’t...you haven’t done anything. Okay? I promise. It’s not you.”

“It must be me if you’re avoiding me.” she wrapped her arms around herself. “William please, just tell me what’s going on. I can fix it. I can. Is it...is it the public thing? We can fix that, right? There’s got to be a way.”

“There isn’t. But that’s, that’s not what this is about. Not really.”

“You’re lying to me again.”

“I’m not.”

“You are, William. And that’s what hurts the most.” her bottom lip started to quiver and she could feel her eyes glistening. “Why won’t you just talk to me? Just tell me what I can do.”

William’s expression contorted like he was in pain. Maybe he was. He just wouldn’t tell her.

“You can’t do anything, love. It’s not you.”

“Then what is it! Please, just tell me. Is this...is this not what you want anymore? Am I not enough?”

“You’re killing me, Amanda.”

“Then just be honest with me.” she begged. “Be honest. Please.”

He hesitated, battling with himself. She could see it all cross his face until finally, his expression landed on remorse. Her body shook as he reached out to her.

“I’m so sorry, Amanda.”

“Don’t.” she stepped back, a tear slipping down her cheek. She wiped it away and willed the others not to fall. “Don’t say you’re sorry when you won’t even tell me the truth.”

His eyes closed as he sighed in defeat. “It’s not you Amanda. It’s not.”

“You’re lying. Again.”

“No. I’m not.” his eyes flashed open and he made quick work of the distance between them. His hands lifted and fanned across her face up he was cupping her cheeks. “God, love. You have no idea how much I love you.”

“Then why are you doing this?”

“Because I-” he sucked in a breath. “I can’t be with you anymore.”

The pain, the rejection, it was different coming from William than it had from Thomas. It hurt differently, but still hurt nonetheless.

“I am so sorry. So so sorry. You’ll never know how hard this has been for me.” he tried to make her understand. “I didn’t want this. I never wanted to hurt you.”

“W-why?”

“Your heart is never going to be mine. And that’s okay. It shouldn’t be. You gave it to Thomas and I would never want to take that away. God, the two of you are perfect, you know that? You deserve each other. You really do. I’ve never seen either of you happy like this before.”

“But -”

“I feel alone, Amanda.” his thumb brushed away the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. “I don’t remember ever feeling this alone.”

“I’m right here. We’re happy. The three of us. I know it’s not normal but -”

“I want someone to look at me the way you look at Thomas when you wake up. I want them to love me with every part of themselves. And that...that can never be from you.” he choked up. “I-I’m coming to terms with that. Because I love you and I love Thomas. And I want the two of you to be happy and together. God knows I pushed you two together so damn much. But I...I need to feel that way, Amanda. I need to feel that too.”

“I can try. I can learn to -”

He smiled sadly, dipping his forehead to rest on hers. “You can’t. And it’s okay, love. It’s okay.”

“I-I don’t want this.” she shook against him. “I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t. I’ll always be around, love. I won’t be gone. I’ll just be -”

“You’ll just be my boss. Just be my boyfriend’s brother.” she sniffed. “That’s not what I want. I want you, William. I want what the three of us have.”

“I wanted that to. For a long time. But I...I can’t, anymore, Amanda. And I’m so sorry.”

She pulled away from him. “Is it, is it someone else?”

His expression froze.

Her arms tightened around herself. “There is, isn’t there? There’s someone else.”

William looked away. “I don’t know. Maybe. I just know that I -”

“That you don’t want to be with me.” Amanda took a step back.

“That’s not it.”

“What we are isn’t enough.”

“I just...I need more. What you and Thomas have is special, love. I could never take that away. But I want it. With someone. Can you understand that?”

She couldn’t. Not right then. Not when it felt like her heart was breaking in two. She never thought she would ever find herself in a menage relationship. She never predicted it with the Hiddleston twins at the very least. But the brothers had become such a huge part of her life, losing either one felt like she was losing part of her world.

“I’ll always love you.” he tried to reach for her again, but she reared back.

“I can’t, I can’t do this.” she shook her head. “I need to go.”

If she had stayed, she would have seen the aching on William’s face. But she couldn’t stay. She couldn’t stand there, knowing she wasn’t enough. Knowing there was someone else out there that would take her place in his heart. It was too much.

Twisting around, Amanda nearly stumbled on her heels as she rounded the corner and back out into the ballroom. Thomas was there before she could get very far and she fell into his arms.

“Manda?” he asked in alarm. “What happened? Are you okay?”

She whimpered out a soft “William” and it was all Thomas needed to know. He sighed and tucked her under his chin. His gaze searched for his brother, finding him slinking along the wall looking like a lost little boy. They caught each other’s eyes, William mournfully mouthing ‘sorry’. Thomas hated this. He hated knowing Amanda was in pain. But how could he deny his brother when he was miserable? When deep down, he just wanted to share his life with someone?

Thomas offered a nod in his direction before peppering kisses on Amanda’s forehead. “Let’ go home, darling.”

But home wasn’t going to be the same anymore.

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TITLE OF STORY: Penthouse Pairings CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Thomas, Amanda, and OFC GENRE: Erotica FIC SUMMARY: Thomas and Amanda decide to have a staycation weekend while William is away, and while staying at their hotel, they find someone who shares a few of their interests. RATING: M WARNINGS: EXPLICIT Sexual content, FFM Pairings AUTHOR NOTE: HI HAVE SOME SMUT. This is different from some of our usual stuff but it’s really hot and also meant to give a bit of development for Amanda. Please let us know if you like it and just ignore any cosmetic errors, I types most of this on my phone

Amanda held Thomas’s hand under the water in their bath, leaning back against him. Her head was resting against his shoulder, and she sighed in contentment. Thomas free hand played with her hair by her temple, unable to completely run his fingers through the bun she wore.

“My turn,” Thomas said, continuing the question game they were playing. “What’s something we haven’t done that you’d like to?”

“Sexually?”

“Yes.”

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Twins One Shot - Penthouse Pairings

TITLE OF STORY: Penthouse Pairings CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Thomas, Amanda, and OFC GENRE: Erotica FIC SUMMARY: Thomas and Amanda decide to have a staycation weekend while William is away, and while staying at their hotel, they find someone who shares a few of their interests. RATING: M WARNINGS: EXPLICIT Sexual content, FFM Pairings AUTHOR NOTE: HI HAVE SOME SMUT. This is different from some of our usual stuff but it’s really hot and also meant to give a bit of development for Amanda. Please let us know if you like it and just ignore any cosmetic errors, I types most of this on my phone

Amanda held Thomas’s hand under the water in their bath, leaning back against him. Her head was resting against his shoulder, and she sighed in contentment. Thomas free hand played with her hair by her temple, unable to completely run his fingers through the bun she wore.

“My turn,” Thomas said, continuing the question game they were playing. “What’s something we haven’t done that you’d like to?”

“Sexually?”

“Yes.”

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TITLE OF STORY: Exceptions to the Rules CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty-Two AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives, including sharing a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine. But when Amanda begins to run out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, she turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. Her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that the twins can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: Language, suggestive content. AUTHOR NOTE: This is a collaboration between myself and @teacuphiddlesfics and the sequel to What’s Yours is Mine. We’ll be alternating writing the chapters again, so make sure you’re following Christine if you aren’t already and stay up to date with the entire twins universe here.

Something soft was rubbing against Thomas’s face.

For a moment, he thought it was Amanda’s hair, as he felt her nuzzling his neck in what he guessed were early morning hours. He reached up his hand to run his fingers through her hair, but his eyes shot open when he felt - was that a tail??

Green feline eyes looked down at him, and Winston’s paws kneaded at Thomas’s collarbone.

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Exceptions to the Rules - Rebloggable Masterpost

AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom GENRE: Angst/Drama FIC SUMMARY: A year after the events of What’s Yours is Mine, identical twins Thomas and William Hiddleston have fully acclimated to each other’s lives; William becoming a larger part in Thomas’s cartel, Thomas lending a hand in the family Hiddleston Corporations. Another important, albeit unexpected part of their shared livelihood is the inclusion of a bit of happiness in the shape of a woman: their employee, Amanda Tremaine. Running out of hope that Thomas could ever be fully invested in a relationship with her, Amanda turns elsewhere, leaving Thomas with feelings that he cannot fully describe. But her new relationship brings out unforeseen circumstances that Thomas and William can’t ignore, leading all three of them down a path that will test each of them in their own way. RATING: M WARNINGS: Explicit language, violence, drug use, sexual content.

Chapter One

Chapter Two 

Chapter Three 

Chapter Four 

Chapter Five 

Chapter Six 

Chapter Seven 

Chapter Eight 

Chapter Nine 

Chapter Ten 

Chapter Eleven 

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen 

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen 

Chapter Seventeen 

Chapter Eighteen 

Chapter Nineteen 

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One 

Chapter Twenty-Two (New!)