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Tom and Sophie hated each other. He was rude, loud, and made fun of her. She was spoiled and childish and made him want to be sick. At least, that's what they thought thirty years ago. Then Tom went away to boarding school, and they never saw each other again. Until yesterday. Attending a literature festival in London, Tom and Sophie quite literally bump into each other. Does Emma's big brother still rub her up the wrong way? Does Emma's little friend still make him want to be sick? As the two frenemies reconnect, it becomes clear that feelings are complicated no matter how old you are.....

Mia needed to make a fresh start. Life had been hard these last couple of years and this was a chance to start again. Moving into her new flat, things didn't quite go to plan. Asking the neighbour she'd never met for help starts a chain of events she could never have imagined. Would the handsome neighbour with the cheery smile and the kind nature help her start again? Would he turn out to be exactly who she needs to make her new house into a welcoming home?

She knows her name, she knows how old she is and she knows .... absolutely nothing else. Evie woke in a hospital room alone, scared and full of questions. A head injury and amnesia. Only possessing the clothes she stood up in, no phone, no handbag, just a single piece of paper with a name and a date in her coat pocket. Only by piecing her past together can she hope to find her future. One man links them both, Tom - the name on the paper. That and a date and time, two weeks ago. Can she find him? Can she find herself? If only she could remember....

This is a fan fiction story unlike any you've encountered before. It's a deeply personal narrative, a whimsical and heartfelt confession of my creative world to none other than Tom Hiddleston himself. I can hear you now, dear reader, a collective gasp or a raised eyebrow: "She's going to tell Tom Hiddleston about her fan fiction? That's... unorthodox." And yes, I concede, it sounds utterly bonkers, doesn't it? A concept teetering on the precipice of absurdity. But here's my solemn promise, a whispered vow to both you and the universe: it works. Against all odds, this wild, improbable premise takes flight and lands somewhere wonderfully, delightfully unexpected. It's a journey into the imaginative heart of a fan, a testament to the power of storytelling, and perhaps, just a little bit, a love letter to the inspiration that fuels it all. And to you, Tom, should the internet's mysterious currents ever guide your gaze to these words, know this, unequivocally: I would happily, reverently, and without a moment's hesitation, kneel before you any day. It's a sentiment that will resonate more deeply, make more profound sense, once you've delved into the pages of this fanfic. For now, dear reader, that tantalising hint is all you'll get, a breadcrumb leading you into a world where the lines between reality and fiction beautifully blur. Prepare to be amused, perhaps a little bewildered, and hopefully, thoroughly entertained.

Her phone buzzed over the bedside table announcing the call that would last three hours at least. Friends since forever. Nicole had always studied in a school for girls and Tom in a school for boys. They hadn't seen each other in ages either. They used to talk on the phone, but it wasn't the same, so, due their situation, they decided and agreed that the only contact they'd have, would be the phone calls and it'd be fun to surprise themselves with puberty when they finally met again. And, that day came, they went to Pembroke College together. Friends since forever, and that one innocent kiss for a play, changed everything. cover from tumblr. -wolfsbanes © 2015

Her tears. Happy or sad? Relief or fear? Love or despair? So many emotions reflected in those tiny droplets. Something Regan Hathaway had refused to allow herself. Until now. His Tears. Frustration or desolation? Broken or accepting? Tom watched the audience as he stood, tears streaming down his face. A hundred pairs of eyes looked back. He saw only one. The pair that were filled with their own. The pair that were filled with pain. Who was she? Why was she crying? Could he help? He knew he had to find out.

Clarissa - Lissy to her friends - had seemingly had it all. Brains, beauty, talent... what she didn't have was confidence. Not any more. Once a successful professional pianist, tragedy struck and altered her forever. Now? She was a shadow of her former self. Teaching from home, hiding from a world she no longer felt safe in. Her only solace? Music. Her only passions, good and bad? Her memories. Of him. Seeing him just once, he'd changed her forever. He was tired. Of being taunted and reviled. He was afraid. Of being alone. When his brother suggested a hobby might take his mind elsewhere, bringing him suggestions to put his talented hands to legitimate use for a change, publicly, he laughed in his face. Secretly, he was intrigued. Maybe.... in time. So begins a dance in the shadows. One still afraid of their past, both desperate to have a future. How long before both ended up in the same light?

Tom and Claire were a match made in heaven. Now, she was gone. Now he was alone with a young son to care for. If he thought loving and losing was hard, he was about to find out that loving again could be even harder. Jenny was patient and caring and kind. She was Jamie's teacher and mentor, but she was also in love with Tom. Not that he knew. Not that he would want to know. Could she tell him? Should she tell him? The path of love never runs smoothly, life has many lessons to teach including how to love. It's whether we want to learn that's the hard bit.

Palm trees, turquoise sea, white beaches. Paradise. Or so she hoped. As Emily stepped off the tiny plane into the Caribbean sunshine, she knew this place would make or break her. A welcome if unexpected invitation. A stripped back lifestyle and a month in the sun. Balm to a raw soul. She had everything she needed in her little green carry-on. Or so she thought. The man in the linen shirt and dark glasses. watching her walking across the tarmac to the little terminal, hoped she needed just one more thing. Him.

Rosie had always dreamed of being a part of the movies. Now with the chance landing on her doorstep will it be everything she imagines? And will it lead to a starring role in love? As with all my stories, I make no claim on any of the characters and people mentioned who appear in real life, the MCU or any other recognised place or organisation. No consent or endorsement should be inferred. This is a work of pure fiction. Please don't copy or reproduce in part or in whole without my express permission, thanks 😊 Please follow and vote as Rosie's story unfolds over the coming chapters...I'm just getting started as a writer, I promise to update regularly, thanks so much for your support 💚