#jamesconrad

Sharpe: Dad!

Adam: Dad.

Loki: Daddyyy... ;)

Conrad: Daddio!

James can be a complicated guy, but he likes to keep it pretty simple on dates

Dinner and a movie, picnics, lunch at at cafe, things like that

But he also likes to have risks sometimes

Like: crashing a wedding (oops), skinny dipping in a lake, things like that 😉

He is a very classy guy, so fancy restaurants come into date-night every once in a while

James prefers it to be the two of you, though

So, he’ll try to do more drive-in movies, dinner at his or your home, etc.

He will always have a hand on you

He is either holding your hand, having his hand rest on the small of your back, or an arm slung around your waist or shoulders

He is very respectful, so he’ll be a gentleman 24/7

Pulling out chairs for you

Standing up when you leave the table

Making sure he pays for everything, even though you say he does not have to

James likes it when you pack the picnics

He loves the fact you made these great sandwiches just for little ol’ him

You talk him into art classes, and that counts as a date, right?

He did it just for you

James will never admit it, but he enjoyed the class

And that’s because he loves ya!

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Enjoy 🙃

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Sharpe: don't expect me to be normal- or, uh, stable.

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Loki, internally: I'm going to share how I'm feeling.

Loki: *scoffs at thought*

Thor: what?

Loki, panicking on the inside: your face.

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Friend: you won't eat that-

Tom, looking at a mix of corn, chocolate milk, ketchup, and fruit: -watch me.

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Adam: *drinks Coke like alcohol and pretends to smoke a cigarette*

Adam: I was happy once.

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Sharpe: I'm stupid, but don't you dare treat me like an idiot.

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Conrad: *cries while someone walks in*

Person: what's wrong?

Conrad: nothing, I just do this sometimes

“Jealousy”

Tom Hiddleston x reader

Summary: Y/N and Tom dated back in 2003 when they were in college. When they meet up again, things are brought up from the past.

Warnings: angst, Tom crying :,(, fluffy ending :)

Word count: 1,030

A/n: So, this was not exactly like my Loki one, because I did not want to reuse my writing. Hope that’s okay! <3

(Yes, I know this gif is not from the set of Crimson Peak, but oh well)

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“Y/N, you’re needed in Tom H.’s trailer.”, my friend and coworker, Mallory, told me. At the moment, I am working on the set of a movie! It is called ‘Crimson Peak’. I am so excited for this opportunity! My daughter and I have been tight on a budget since she was a baby. Now, twelve years later, I have finally caught my big break as a make up artist for a movie. It is a pretty good pay, so I can surprise my baby girl with an actual house and everything else we could possibly need! We have only seen apartments and condos that we rent for a year or so. She is such an angel for understanding why we cannot have things like others at her school do. She can be so much like her father, it is crazy.

I shake my head, getting rid of the memories my brain holds of Tom. I should not be thinking of him here. At all, really. I open the door to ‘Tom H.’s’ trailer to doll-up his face. “Hello, sir. My name is-“

“Y/N?”, I heard a voice I never thought I would hear again. “T-tom?”, I turn around after I close the door. “What- what are you doing here, darling?”, he asks me. “I’m a makeup artist now. A-and don’t call me darling. I would prefer to just get this over with, okay? Thank you, sir.”, I hurry to set my things down. With shaky hands, I fill a small bowl up with foundation. My breaths are uneven as I turn around to face him.

“What are we even doing, Tom?”, I ask him with a hoarse voice from all the crying. “What do you mean?”, he sighs, still looking down as he sat on the couch. “This!”, I exclaim whilst flopping my arms in the air,”What is this? We- we don’t talk anymore, Tom..” It stays silent for a moment.

“Why?”, I ask him, now sitting next to him. I do not dare to look at him. He does the same towards me. “Why did you skip out on tonight? I- I was humiliated in front of all those people in the restaurant. We were supposed to be happy tonight..” A tear slides down my face. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”, Tom looks at the wall ahead of us. “It’s okay, baby. We just need to-“, before I could finish my sentence, Tom interrupts me. “No.”, he states,”I mean: I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore. I- I think it’s best if we part ways, darling.” I stay silent as tears built up in my eyes. They soon start to go down my face. “Don’t call me darling.”, I say, then get up to pack a suitcase.

I look at his face. It is still beautiful after all these years. His eyes are still a baby blue. His smooth skin still tan. His lips still the perfect shade. Of course, I cannot miss those curly strands of hair I used to love running my hands through. The hair that my daughter begs me to straighten. The same hair that I cannot bear to straighten because it is the only way I can feel like Tom is there with me. “Are you alright, Y/N?”, he asks me. “Peachy.”, I look away from his beautiful features, then start to reapply makeup.

That is how it went for the next week. I would walk in with a poor excuse of a hi, fix his face up, and walk out before Tom could make conversation. That is, until today. Before I could walk out, Tom grabbed my forearm softly. I purse my lips, and slowly look up to him. “Could we speak?”, he asks me. I sigh,”I’ve got a million of things to do..” Tom gives me the face. “Fine.”, I huff.

Who is he to have such a puppy-dog face?!

“Please just.. listen?”, he sits on the arm of the couch. I look at the ground with a nod. “First off, I am so sorry, and I do not expect you to forgive me just like that. It was very stupid of me to give you up just like that. I- I will admit I thought- I was jealous of your friend, Steven.. I pulled away from such a great woman because of that stupid feeling that I know, now, was very wrong.”, he begins with guilt laced in his words,”Secondly, you have grown into such an amazing woman. I am sure you have moved on from me. I just have to tell you that… You really were the one that got away. I am so sorry. I don’t expect you to come back. I just know I had to tell you this.” Tom finishes with tears in his eyes. I stand there in complete shock. Should I tell him? Probably. Would he be angry? Probably not. Sad? Probably. God, I hate to make him any of those.

“There was a reason that dinner meant so much, Tom..”, I say with my voice just above a whisper. He looks at me after wiping his eyes, trying not to mess up the makeup I perfected. I continue to speak,”I- I had news that.. It would change everything. Tom, I was pregnant.” I see his eyes widen. I’m sure his face paled underneath all the white makeup. “Y-you.. A baby? With me?”, his breathing gets heavy, so I hurry to step by his side. I rub his back as he starts to sob. With me whispering soothing words, Tom gets to the point where he only sniffled with an occasional tear.

“Thank you, darling..”, he says. For the first time in a while, I do not tense up at the word ‘darling’. “Of course, Tom.”, I get up from my spot, and pace. As I bite my nail, I feel his gaze on me. “You could come over tonight, and see her. She- she’s twelve now. Her name is Grace. Um.. That is- That is, if you want to?”, I ask him.

I see him smile at me softly,”I would love to, Y/N.”

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