#tom hiddleston series
Rush - Tom Hiddleston (Chapter 25)
Summary:Chapter 25 of Rush - Tom Hiddleston (check warnings please)
here is my main masterlist,my ao3,
Pairings:Tom Hiddleston x fem!reader, a few original characters. Warnings:angst, fluff, mentions of guns, mentions hospitals, wounds, character death, kind of gorey, canon level violence.
A.N: i’m in tears this is the last chapter, i can’t believe i’m posting this, i hope all of you reading will enjoy this chapter.
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> 1800 Hours (6 PM)
“No.”
“I am not asking or taking your word into consideration.”
“You promised.”
“Promises require honesty.”
“W-What?”
“You haven’t been honest, just because I covered for you in front of your brother and the others does not mean, that I am all okay about you being some secret sort of mob boss.”
“Tom… It’s not like that, I—,”
“Just get into the other ambulance, Y/N, I can’t act anymore.”
“Is this some kind of ploy to get me away?”
“No.”
“Are we going to talk about this reasonably?”
Tom doesn’t reply, she turns retreating toward her designated ambulance.
OMG OMG OMG THIS WAS JUST-
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL REALMS OF WRITING RUSH HAS 2025 HITS ON AO3?????????
man this fanfic is so special to me because i ventured back into writing fiction with it and fell back in love with story writing.
i have actual tears, thank you to everyone who has read Rush on here and on AO3
thank you
Main Masterlist||My AO3||Rush - Tom Hiddleston AU - Masterlist
Masterlist
Bucky Barnes
Wont Stop: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine
Tom Holland
Long Nights, Hidden Thoughts: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six
Peter Parker
Chris Evans
With Me: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven
Steve Rogers
Tom Hiddleston
Christmas Love: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four
Loki
Little Bird: Chapter One Chapter Two
Little Bird Mini: 1
Bruce
T”Challa
Tony Stark
Blurred Lines: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter FourChapter Five Chapter Six
(Un)Broken:Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine
Pregnant:Chapter One Chapter Two
Whisper in the Shadows ➳ Tom Hiddleston [chapter two]
➳summary: Behind the silver screen, he seized the world by storm with his crystalline blue orbs and adoring accent, his acting abilities bringing the audience to laughter, anger, or tears. Behind the screen of her laptop, she took the world by storm with her penmanship that captured the attention of her adoring crowd across the world. What happens when Tom and this exquisite author find themselves communicating, yet somehow falling in love, without her ever discovering his true identity? What begins as friendship and sweet messages turns into both of them contemplating their every move, vying for the other’s hand. Their friends around them say they’re outlandish to do this, but when this young woman’s whispers are so loud within the shadows of her pages, that the echoes of her screams can be heard through every line she writes, Tom has to do something about it. But when their identities are uncovered at an unexpected event and the revelation is made…Can they find the fairytale ending that they both had been longing for, for so long?
➳ inspired by THIS ASK
➳pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Author!Female!Reader
➳warnings: will feature heavy angst, divorce, smut, slow burn, pining for one another, strangers to lovers, mentions of abuse (verbal/physical)
➳ || Whisper in the Shadows PLAYLIST||MASTERLIST||
➳ CHAPTER TWO
Love was a tricky thing.
Love made you do crazy things.
Love made you see the best in people when they could oftentimes be the worst.
Love blinded the eyes but unveiled the heart.
Love, from the wrong person, is bitter. It’s chaotic. It’s tragic. It’s obsessive. It’s toxic.
Love, from the right person, it’s splendor. It’s beautiful. It’s lively. It’s adoration. It’s healthy.
When could I find a love like that?
Those words from Whisper in the Shadows by this author, annavixen92, had Tom’s head swirling. From the moment he clicked on the first chapter, he was suddenly pulled into a world unknown to him, a world that featured Serenity Fields and Dawson Brewington.
Tom was used to Shakespeare, those classic romance novels, the Jane Austen kind, the ones that when it sucked him into an alternate universe, he could spend hours reading with no end in sight. Normally, discovering a modern story such as Whisper in the Shadows would cause him to step away. But this writing – there was something so different about it.
Whoeverannavixen92 was, she was a mastermind and her words had Tom wrapped up. Tom was so enthused with reading this love story that centered on Serenity’s life slipping through her fingertips as she encounters a rough divorce before she uncovered the likes of Dawson, this daring and abject man with a turbulent past who sometimes pushed Serenity out of his path, only to uncover a passionate love unlike neither had ever experienced before. Tom had been woken up by Luke shaking him and discovered his phone was screen-first against his chest.
“Geez, Tom. Did you stay up all night?” The publicist laughed at the sight of his best friend’s blonde curls a mess and his blue orbs filled with sleep.
“What time is it?” Tom asked, rubbing his eyes and quickly untangling his frame from the sheets.
“Just after 7:30,” Luke responded.
Tom nodded and pressed on with a yawn. “I’ll go ahead and get ready,” He assured Luke who showed him a generous smile. Leaving him alone, Tom looked around the room and scratched his face. Unlocking his phone, he saw that he was on chapter five of twenty-five. Part of him wished he didn’t have to handle meetings this morning. He would love nothing more than to stay inside all day and soak his crystalline eyes on the screen of his phone as annavixen92 submerged him in her world that was Serenity and Dawson.
But he knew that was useless to contemplate. He had work to take care of, with leisure time following after his duties were completed. Heading for the bathroom after putting his phone on charge, he couldn’t help but reflect on Serenity’s description of love. Whomever this author was, Tom realized they spoke nothing but the truth, even if it came out in a twisted and heart-wrenching manner. But that was sometimes the best way to expose oneself.
As Tom washed his hair, he recalled the beautiful detail of Serenity. A sweet and young woman who had her lively nature snatched from her through the lies of her ex-husband, Tristan. Serenity was in the midst of a battle with this putrid ex-husband as they went through the motions of a messy divorce, until Tristan’s best friend, Dawson Brewington entered the picture. A dark-haired male with tattoos and a tragic past of his own. He despised the man who he claimed as a ‘best friend’ for so many years once he stumbles across the beloved Serenity.
Dawson understood he wasn’t to interfere with a husband and wife who were separated and undergoing a divorce, but there was something so crystal clear about Serenity, that Dawson couldn’t stay away. Tom could feel the strength that resonated from Dawson’s dominant character and his heartfelt feelings toward Serenity, although he was skeptical of binding himself to a woman who shouldn’t be touched by him.
It was all Tom could think about, from the moment he finished his shower, to the second he got dressed, and all the way downstairs when he made it to the waiting car that came to pick him and Luke up.
While he was on his way to conduct business, little did he know that the gorgeous author was halfway across the world in Tennessee, struggling to breathe.
“Can you do anythingright?”Your boss, a disgusting gentleman by the name of Pierce asked you as he spat in your face. “There are three tables waiting for your lousy service! Geez, you go through a divorce, and suddenly, you’re damaged goods. No wonder Trent left. I would’ve run a longtime ago, too!” He pushed past you, knocking the things out of your hands.
A gasp cut from your throat as you stood there, tears threatening to spill. It was another night at Mallory’s, and of course, you were thrown to the wolves. Everything in your world seemed to flip upside down. Struggling to find balance, you bit down on your lip until you nearly drew blood.
Across the room tucked away in the corner was Stephanie Wilson. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and glanced at you. “I’ve got you,” She looked at you. “Go to the walk-in, take a breather,”
Your eyes cut up at her.
“Stephanie, I can’t ask you to,” – “This isn’t you asking me, this is me telling you,” She hurriedly reached up and grabbed your shoulders. She could see the panic written on your face. “You’re seconds away from a breakdown. Your mental health? Far more important than pleasing Pierce’s ass,”
You sniffled, your chest tightening. Stephanie pulled you in for a quick hug. “Go,”She told you again. You nodded and hurried out of the kitchen and toward the back where the walk-in fridge was. Pulling the door open and sealing yourself in, the cold air hit your lungs and you gasped at the feel.
Immediately, your shoulders started to shake as the cry exploded. Leaning against the wired racks of the inside, your forehead rested against your arm as your tears flowed freely down your cheeks. Everything seemed to be getting worse.While Trent was trying to plaster you as the cheating one in your marriage, it was never you. It was always him. He played his cards to make you out to be the abusive wife who hurt him, whereas the story was turned the other way around.
You still had scars and fresh bruises to prove it. His nights when he returned home, absolutely drunk and ready to brawl. He slapped you, kicked you, punched you. He did everything and anything he could that brought you to the ground. It took everything you could just to get a restraining order against him as you two worked through the divorce, although you were assured he had moved on with the woman he cheated on you with.
The cries robbed you of your feelings, constant pain and agony coursing through your body to the point you felt like you were going to be sick.What felt like hours had only been a couple of minutes when the door to the walk-in opened. A waiter, Ben Carter, stopped in his tracks.
“O-oh, I’m sorry,” He said, closing the door, but you shook your head and wiped your eyes.
“No, Ben, it’s fine,” You sniffled and stepped out. “I’m the one who should be sorry,” You whispered and hurried away before any more questions could be asked. When you came around the corner, Pierce rolled his eyes.
“Hiding on the job? Keep that up, and you’re getting your check cut short again,” He snarled.
Hissing, you squeezed your eyes shut.
“Pierce, I think you’reway out of line here,” Stephanie cleared her throat. “Should I make a phone call to Samantha? I bet she would love to hear how awful her supposed favorite manager treats employees in her absence,”
Pierce’s eyes widened, his jaw falling open. “You wouldn’t dare,”He narrowed his eyes on Stephanie.
She cocked an eyebrow, clearly willing to test the theory.
Pierce glanced between you and Stephanie.
“If you can’t function here, then just go home,” He huffed under his breath and disappeared. Stephanie turned to look at you.
“Go home and get some sleep… Your bags are starting to get bags, sweetie,” She said, cracking a small smile, one that actually made youchuckle.
“Thank you,” You whispered. Stephanie smiled.
“I’ll be over later, okay? Maybe try and write. You always do best at this time anyway,” She laughed genuinely.
You offered her another softened, yet teary-eyed smile. Once you clocked out and grabbed a drink, you made the walk toward your car. The beat-up sedan was squealing as the brakes were in dire need of a change, you were positive the filters in the car needed to be checked, and you were nearly on E on the gas hand. But when money was tight because Trent ensured to clean everything out of your bank account before he left, you were living paycheck to paycheck, and even that wasn’t enough.
The drive to your apartment was filled with that same silence, but thankfully no rainstorm appeared. You were grateful to see the apartment for the first time.
When you made it inside and changed into more comfortable clothes that were not your black-on-black waitress outfit, you headed for your laptop.
The moment you opened it, a blank page for twenty-six of Serenity and Dawson’s story met your eyes.
Gulping, that’s when your fingers started to run freely.
“This rollercoaster that is my life has unexpectedly derailed and I’m not sure how much longer I can hang on before I hit the ground.”
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Whisper in the Shadows || MASTERLIST
➳summary: Behind the silver screen, he seized the world by storm with his crystalline blue orbs and adoring accent, his acting abilities bringing the audience to laughter, anger, or tears. Behind the screen of her laptop, she took the world by storm with her penmanship that captured the attention of her adoring crowd across the world. What happens when Tom and this exquisite author find themselves communicating, yet somehow falling in love, without her ever discovering his true identity? What begins as friendship and sweet messages turns into both of them contemplating their every move, vying for the other’s hand. Their friends around them say they’re outlandish to do this, but when this young woman’s whispers are so loud within the shadows of her pages, that the echoes of her screams can be heard through every line she writes, Tom has to do something about it. But when their identities are uncovered at an unexpected event and the revelation is made…Can they find the fairytale ending that they both had been longing for, for so long?
➳ inspired by THIS ASK
➳pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Author!Female!Reader
➳warnings: will feature heavy angst, divorce, smut, slow burn, pining for one another, strangers to lovers, mentions of abuse (verbal/physical)
C H A P T E R S
L I N K S
C A S T
YouasYourself
Tom HiddlestonasHimself
Amanda SeyfriedasStephanie Wilson
Robert Scott Wilsonas Trent Holloway
A/N: This is unlike anything else I have ever written. It is dark fic. It is a Mafia AU. There may or may not have a happy ending. So read at your own risk. The chapters are likely to be shorter in this fic from time to time. Also writing credit goes to @fadingcoast,@lokifae42 , and @emeraldrosequartz . Not only did they write parts of the first few chapters, but they created the inspiration for the entire premise and fic. And I am forever in their debt for it. Thank you.
Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Jae Birichinata), Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Madison McMahon), Loki Laufeyson x OFC (Jae Birichinata)
Summary: When a one night stand with the only daughter of one of New York’s biggest crime bosses results in a pregnancy, Tom is trapped. Fast forward, now 10 years later, Tom is stuck in a loveless and cruel marriage with four kids (only one is his), a cheating wife, and no escape. The only bright spot is in his life is his love, Madison, the sweet bookshop clerk working a block away from the university he teaches at. Going on four years sneaking around with Madison, Tom is certain Madison’s important news is she is breaking up with him. The truth rocks his core.
Now Tom has only one goal, getting his son, William, and himself out of the hellscape called his life alive. A vindictive wife, in laws with access to money, resources, and brute force, and not to mention his wife’s lover who is more than meets the eye, Tom is starting to wonder if his father-in-law is right. No one leaves the family alive.
Trigger Warnings: Violence (both graphic and implied), forced marriage (sort of), infidelity, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of childhood physical abuse and sexual abuse, implied in*$t, smut, torture, death and more as I can continue to write it.
READ WARNINGS BEFORE YOU INTERACT WITH MY WRITING. IT IS YOUR OWN RESPONSIBILITY TO MONITOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MINORS DNI, THIS IS AN 18+ STORY.
Taglists are open, please let me know if you want to be tagged.
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After her bath, Jae got dressed and then went to wake the kids for school. She first went into Magnus and LJ’s room, softly opening the door.
“Wakey, wakey eggs and bakey.” She smiled as she rubbed their backs. “Time for school.” They groaned and rolled over.
Jae repeated the process in Frigga’s room, which was decked out in full mermaid regalia. Finally, she reached William’s bedroom, really more of a glorified closet, and she banged on the door, yelling. “WAKE UP, TIME FOR SCHOOL! THE KIDS NEED BREAKFAST!” She walked away, not even bothering to open the door.
While the kids get dressed and William made them all breakfast, Jae stood in the bathroom doorway, inspecting her nails while Tom showered.
“You’re welcome.”
“Excuse me?” Tom popped his head out of the shower.
“Ew, your hair is dripping on the floor, Tom. I’m taking the kids to school on my way to Dr. Schulman. Say thank you.”
He resisted the urge to smile. “You’re not feeling well, I’m sorry to hear that.” He went back into the shower.
Jae snorted. “Dr. Schulman is a plastic surgeon. I’m thinking about getting my boobs done.”
“What that…” Tom turned off the water and stepped out, not bothering to wrap a towel around him. “Didn’t you get your boobs done a few years ago?”
She gagged at Tom’s naked form and spins around. Tom grinned, knowing he had his desired effect, only now drying off and wrapping a towel around his waist. He tried to get in tiny victories when he could.
“That was a boob LIFT, Thomas. This would be an augmentation.” Jae scoffed as she picked at her manicure. “I thought you were smart or something. Lucy thinks I would look better with Triple Ds.” She pressed her boobs together and grinned. “It’s not like you look, anyway.”
Tom walked past her and dropped his towel. “You’re right, I don’t.” He paraded naked in the bedroom, taking his time. “Is ‘Lucy’ paying for this augmentation?”
“I figured I could dip into the kids’ college funds. We have time to put it back…” She glanced up and frowned. “For fuck’s sake, Tom!” She shoved past him. “Put on some fucking clothes. What if one of the twins saw you?” Jae slammed the door shut as she stormed out.
Tom took as long as he could to dress and headed out to the kitchen in hopes they would be gone. He heard the blessed sound of silence as he stepped out of the bedroom. He sent a quick text to Will to apologize for not saying goodbye before they left.
It’s okay, Dad. Love you too.
Tom teared up at the simple text. He made his coffee and surveyed the wreck of the kitchen. Their most recent housekeeper quit three weeks ago, and Jae hadn’t bothered to either clean or hire a new one. Tom and Will did what they could, but the rest of the family made messes faster than they could clean.
He sipped his coffee and for the first time in years; he felt hopeful; he dared say, possibly even happy. The love of his life was pregnant with his child and he was finally going to get out of this train wreck, nightmare marriage.
“Freedom…” he hummed to himself. But it was going to take work. And a very detailed plan. The Birichinatas, probably the third biggest criminal family in New York, made it clear to Tom on the day of his wedding, it meant this marriage to be forever.
“Now Tommy, you mind if I call you Tommy?” Mikey, Jae’s dad, commented as they waited in a small room at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. “My number one concern is my daughter’s happiness. She’s my precious baby girl and my princess. And should anyone decide to hurt her, I would feel obligated to hurt that person back.” He smiled at Tom as he tightened Tom’s tie. “And I hate hurting people, but I will do it because my family is the most important thing to me.”
Tom cleared his throat. “Of course, sir. I am thrilled to be joining your family today, sir. I will do my best to make your daughter happy.”
Mikey chuckled darkly and patted Tom’s chest. “Oh, you’re not family, Tommy. Just because you are marrying my daughter doesn’t make you family. Family is committed. Family is loyal. Family would die for you, Tommy. Are you willing to die for me, Tommy?”
Tom paled. “Die… for… you…? You can’t be serious.” He chuckled nervously, glancing at the door, praying for someone, anyone, to interrupt.
Mikey smiled at him. “And that’s why you’re not family, Tommy.” He smacked Tom hard on the shoulder. So hard, Tom winced. “Let’s go get you hitched.” Mikey headed for the door. “Did my little love tap leave a bruise?” His laugh echoed off the walls as he headed out.
The first thing Tom was going to need was money. Specifically cash. And lots of it. Frugal was not a word he would use to describe Jae. She demanded the best of everything, even that meant Tom worked summer school or did private tutoring from time to time. And he couldn’t leave cash around the house. She could sniff out cash like a bloodhound.
After searching his study and the rest of the house, he collected about five hundred bucks that won’t go missing. It wasn’t enough to leave, but it was a start. He had a few hours before his first lecture. He grabbed his phone.
Meet me before my first class. Usual spot.
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Maddie spent most of the night after Tom left crying. She couldn’t pinpoint whether it was hormones, despair, or a bit of both.
“I don’t understand why she won’t agree to a divorce. You hate each other. She has ‘Lucy’ or whatever the fuck his name is.” she asked him that night.
Tom sighed as he pulled her tighter against his chest, smoothing down her hair. “It’s not about happiness, my princess. It’s about ownership. It’s about control. She takes some sort of sick pleasure in torturing me.”
“She’s a fucking bitch.” Maddie clenched her fist. “And I ever get the chance…”
“Please don’t, my love.” He kissed her. “She’s not worth it. None of them are. You are worth a thousand Jae Birichinatas.” He kissed her again.
She saw Tom’s text as she stepped out of the shower.
I have work. But I will be there.
She quickly pulled on a pair of faded jeans and floral off the shoulder top. She slipped on a pair of black Chucks, grabbed her slouchy no name purse and locked up, heading to her first of two jobs, working at an independent bookstore in Tribeca.
Twenty minutes before she was set to clock out, a woman with slightly too much makeup, skirt slightly too short, and boots definitely too high approached.
“You.” The woman snapped her fingers at her. “Mousy girl. Come here.”
“I have a name, ma’am.” She moved towards her.
The woman sneered. “So do I. Ever heard of Michael Birchinata? That’s my father. Now…” Jae glanced around the place, not touching a thing. “My… son… has a birthday coming up, and he’s into this sort of stuff.” She waved her hands around.
It took every molecule of self-control in Maddie’s being to not lunge at Jae and pummel her into a pulp right there in the Young Adult section. She took a deep breath and exhaled.
“You mean books?” Maddie crossed her arms and pursed her lips. “Or did you mean the shelves?”
Jae shot Maddie a condescending sneer. “These shelves wouldn’t be caught dead in my home. And I don’t appreciate your tone. What’s your name, Mousy?”
Maddie bristled. She chewed on her lip, contemplating what to say. “Madelyn.” She lied, but a white lie. “McClary.” Another lie.
Jae leaned in. “Any relations to the McGregor-McClary clan of Rockaway?”
“I’m Canadian.” Maddie added.
“Oh, well. Aren’t Canadians supposed to be friendly or some shit.? I’ll be speaking to your manager. Humph.” She spun on the heel and headed to the front of the store.
“Shit!” Maddie hissed and weaved her way through the shelves to spy poor Marshall, the assistant manager, getting an earful from Jae.
“If that insolent little twat of an employee isn’t fired, I am going to sue this place for emotional distress! Do you know who my father is?!”
Whatever Marshall said placated Jae such that she left the store with a smile, catching Maddie’s eye and giggling. Maddie counted to ten and approached Marshall, who sighed.
“Madison.” He beckoned her over. “First off, why did you tell that… Karen your name was Madelyn McClary?”
“You didn’t tell her my real name, did you?” She yelled. “Do you know who she is? Who her family is?”
Marshall narrowed his eyes. “Birichinata? Don’t they own that gigantic gold building 5th and 56th?”
“And her father is commonly known as Mikey the Mook. He runs one of the largest crime families in New York, possibly the United States. That Karen is Jae, his only daughter.” Maddie huffed.
Marshall raised a brow. “How do you know so much about her and her family?”
Maddie turned bright red and chewed on her lip. “No reason, I just read the papers.”
“You are the worst liar, Madison. I told her I would fire you.” She sighed and headed towards the counter to grab her purse. “But I never agreed that you would stay fired.”
“Marshall!” She ran up and hugged the goateed man. “You are a good man.” She shook him.
“No, I am a stupid man, but you’re like family, Madison. And the best sales worker I have. Take a two-week vacation, paid. That should be long enough to convince Ms. Birichinata I fired you.”
Maddie grinned. She hadn’t taken time off in two years. “Thank you. Oh, and she’s a Mrs.” She grabbed her purse and hugged Marshall one last time before skipping out to meet Tom.
“I don’t want to know how you know that, MADISON!” he yelled after her.
-
Tom’s foot bounced as he waited for Maddie. The roar of the waterfall did nothing to soothe his nerves. He kept glancing around at the few other people milling about Greenacre Park, seeing if anyone looks familiar. Tom assumed these days he was being followed. A wide grin came over his face when Maddie plopped down in the chair next to him.
“You never mentioned how pretty Jae is. In that sort of Jersey Shore, Snooki kind of way.”
Tom’s mouth fell open. “How did… what… What happened today at work, Maddie?”
“Your wife came into Dashwood looking for a birthday present for William. She called me mousy, I might have gotten sassy.” Maddie winced.
Tom tugged at his curls on the nape of his neck. “You met her? Like talked to her? This is bad, Maddie. She has seen you. She knows where you work.” He swallowed hard to keep from hyperventilating.
She reached over and grabbed Tom’s hand. “Hey, hey, hey. It’s fine. Everything is fine. The whole thing was maybe ten minutes, and I didn’t even tell her my real name.” Maddie chuckled. “She had me fired.”
Tom’s mouth dropped open. “My bitch of a wife got your fired and you are laughing. This is serious, Madison. We can’t afford—”
“My boss gave me two weeks’ paid vacation, instead.” She grinned and pushed a curl behind his ear. “Two weeks to plan.”
Tom took several moments to process everything Maddie just said. A grin grew and grew over his face. “That’s my princess.” He squeezed her hand. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now why are we meeting?”
“Right.” He dug through his satchel and pulled out two thick envelopes. “Here.”
She opened the first one to find a flip cell phone. Maddie raised a brow. “I already have a phone.”
“I know. This is a burner phone. I have one too.” He waved an identical phone in the air. “I want you to communicate with my only through this phone until I tell you otherwise.”
“You make it sound like someone is tapping our calls.”
Tom gave her a stare.
“Okay…” she opened the next envelope with a stack of tens and twenties. “Tom?”
“It’s the first feathers of our nest egg, darling. It’s not safe at my place. Jae is a goddamn bloodhound. Keep it at your place.” He watched as she tucked both envelopes into her purse. “The first steps to us being together.”
“The family… the life you deserve, Thomas.”
“WE deserve.” He took the risk and gave her a quick kiss. The moment broken by his phone buzzing. “It’s time for me to go.”
Her eyes turned down. “Then you should go. I wish you were coming over tonight. We have so much to talk about it.”
Tom sighed. “Believe me, princess, I wish I was too. It is my preferred evening activity, eating a good meal cooked by you and me than the pretentious affair that is dinner with my in laws.” He stood up.
Maddie quickly got to her feet. “Well then, to help you get through dinner, just think about me naked, on the bed, wet and ready for you.” She smirked.
He groaned and pulled her into a passionate embrace. “My father-in-law is going to wonder why my pants are so tight all evening.”
“And your mother-in-law?”
“Is going to want to get into my pants. Did I tell you about the reception?”
“No….?”
Tom pecked her lips. “Another time. I have to go, princess. I will call you. Soon.”
“I can’t wait. Stay safe, my prince.”
“What could go wrong? They ignore me anyway.” Tom gazed over his shoulder one last time at Maddie before heading back into reality.
A/N: This is unlike anything else I have ever written. It is dark fic. It is a Mafia AU. There may or may not have a happy ending. So read at your own risk. The chapters are likely to be shorter in this fic from time to time. Also writing credit goes to @fadingcoast,@lokifae42 , and @emeraldrosequartz . Not only did they write parts of the first few chapters, but they created the inspiration for the entire premise and fic. And I am forever in their debt for it. Thank you.
Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Jae Birichinata), Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Madison McMahon), Loki Laufeyson x OFC (Jae Birichinata)
Summary: When a one night stand with the only daughter of one of New York’s biggest crime bosses results in a pregnancy, Tom is trapped. Fast forward, now 10 years later, Tom is stuck in a loveless and cruel marriage with four kids (only one is his), a cheating wife, and no escape. The only bright spot is in his life is his love, Madison, the sweet bookshop clerk working a block away from the university he teaches at. Going on four years sneaking around with Madison, Tom is certain Madison’s important news is she is breaking up with him. The truth rocks his core.
Now Tom has only one goal, getting his son, William, and himself out of the hellscape called his life alive. A vindictive wife, in laws with access to money, resources, and brute force, and not to mention his wife’s lover who is more than meets the eye, Tom is starting to wonder if his father-in-law is right. No one leaves the family alive.
Trigger Warnings: Violence (both graphic and implied), forced marriage (sort of), infidelity, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of childhood physical abuse and sexual abuse, smut, torture, death and more as I can continue to write it.
READ WARNINGS BEFORE YOU INTERACT WITH MY WRITING. IT IS YOUR OWN RESPONSIBILITY TO MONITOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MINORS DNI, THIS IS AN 18+ STORY.
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Tom paced the hall between his study and the living room. Their apartment was more than anything they could afford on Tom’s modest salary as a professor at NYU and Jae’s party planning “business.” A wedding present from Jae’s parents. Tom begged Jae at the time to decline the gift.
“TURN DOWN A PARK AVENUE APARTMENT?!” she shrieked. “ARE YOU INSANE?”
“What’s wrong with living in Brooklyn? I have a nice little place for us and the bab—”
“OUR CHILD IS NOT BEING RAISED IN BROOKLYN! I have standards. My family has a reputation to uphold, and that is not in Brooklyn, Tom!”
He capitulated, blaming it on pregnancy hormones and the stress of a quickie wedding. Tom was wrong. When William was born, Jae gazed down at her newborn baby.
“Oh, he looks like you.” She glared up at Tom and handed the baby off to him. “So where’s my push present?”
Please don’t, Tom.
He saw Maddie’s plea and his heart broke.
The woman I love is pregnant. Of course I am coming over. I’m not scared of them.
A lie. One he told himself often.
Be safe, my prince.
Tom dialed the number for the only man who could help. It rang three times before silence on the other end as someone picked up.
“Vinnie?”
More silence.
“Want to take the kids out to the movies?”
There was one long beep. Tom smiled. He could always count on Vinnie to provide cover.
“You’re a good man, Vinnie. The only decent person in the whole bunch.”
The line went dead. Tom clapped his hands and headed into the living room. “Who wants to go to the movies with Vinnie while Daddy does some work?”
The twins tossed the cereal they were snacking on into the air, while LJ just glared. William’s face twisted in horror.
“Do I HAVE to go? Can’t I stay with you?” His blue eyes pleaded with his father.
His eyes linger on William, how different he was from his siblings, and how Jae never seemed to care for him. After all, William was a mistake, and Jae made sure not that he knew it, but William knew as well. It makes Tom’s blood boil. If it weren’t for Jae’s family, he would have left a long time ago. Now he had a renewed energy to break free from this well-appointed prison. He walked over and cupped Will’s face.
“Not tonight. I’m sorry.” He planted a kiss on the top of his head. “But I will make it up to you. Soon.” Tom pulled his son into a hug. “Soon.”
“Can I at least bring my book?” He held up a tattered copy of Shakespeare.
Tom ruffled his curls. “Of course.” A knock at the door.
“VINNIE!!!” the other kids screamed and ran to the door, tackling their cousin as they opened the door.
The hulk of a man smirked, his eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. “Go wait down by the elevator.” When Will comes sulking by. “I’ll pick the theater next to the bookstore, if you would rather go there, Will.”
The boy’s eyes lit up. “Really?! Thanks, Vinnie!” He headed out towards the elevator. LJ knocked his book out of his hand and kicked it down the hall.
Vinnie turned to Tom. “Lovely children.”
Tom frowned. “They take after THEIR mother. You got here rather quick.”
“I was in the neighborhood.” He stepped out of the apartment holds up two fingers.
Tom nodded. “Understood. Thanks Vinnie.”
The man turned and headed down the hall to collect the Birichinata kids. Tom shut the door and hurried to his office, shoving the essays into his leather satchel and headed down to his beat up Honda Civic. Tom took twice the time to reach Maddie’s Bronx apartment, switching back several times. Just in case. Maddie ran out of the front door of the five-story walkup to tackle Tom on the sidewalk, wrapping her arms and legs around his lean form.
“You’re here!’ she half sobbed, half cheered, kissing him deeply.
Tom wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss briefly before breaking contact. “I told you I would. I had to come.” His hand moved down to linger on her still flat stomach. “But it’s not safe. We need to go inside.”
They spent the next hour making vague plans, crying, and kissing. Maddie’s fingers laced with Tom’s. “You’re really going to do it. You said it was impossible. You said…” her voice caught in her throat. “… they would never let you out alive.”
Tom gulped and nodded. “I said that, but I will take the risk. For us. For our child.” He grinned at her. Our child. Something he never thought he would say ever again. Maddie leaned over and kissed his cheek. “My knight in shining armor. My prince.” She smiled. “I want that. I wanted it for years. Us.” Tears streamed down her face. “Finally.”
“Finally, my princess. Our happily ever after.” He kissed her again. “I have to go. But don’t lose faith. We will be together soon. I promise.”
He picked up his bag, essays still ungraded, and heads to the door and down to his car. As he left the Bronx and drove closer to his apartment building, he dreaded heading home. Tom wanted to keep driving, turn around, grab Maddie and disappear. Then he remembered Will. The only other bright spot in his life. He didn’t give a damn about the rest of them. The other three weren’t his. Jae hadn’t let him touch her since that night they conceived Will. He couldn’t leave his son behind with that wretched bitch. Even if she was his mother.
Vinnie returned ten minutes after Tom got home, a twin over each shoulder, with LJ and Will dragging behind him. “You’re welcome.”
“Thank you, Vinnie.” They exchanged nods as Vinnie handed over the twins.
Once the kids were put to bed, Will headed to his study, grading essays into the night while making plans in his head.
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Jae came stumbling into the apartment early the next morning before anyone else was up. She carried her boots in her hand and her jacket was missing entirely. Dark marks on her neck and chest stood out on her skin, certainly not there when she left. There is a slight limp to her walk from the evening’s activities.
“A god among men.” She muttered to herself. As she stumbles towards the bathroom, she glanced over to the kitchen, fully expecting to see Tom at the table, reading the paper, just like he did every morning. But he wasn’t there. Her brow furrowed when she finds his study empty as well.
“If that bastard left in the dead of…” she opened the door to the bedroom to see Tom sleeping in his bed, smiling. “Huh… why is he smiling?” She grew immediately suspicious. Tom never smiled anymore.
Jae rummaged through her closet to find the phone she used to clone Tom’s cell months ago when he stupidly left it out where she could find it. She found all the texts between Tom and Maddie in no time.
“So princess is going to squeeze out a puppy? Cute. Unfortunately, there is no happily ever after for you, princess. Not with this…” She sneered at Tom. “…prince. He’s mine and you shouldn’t play with other people’s things.”
She hid the phone again and went to soak in a long bath. She dialed her phone. “Daddy?” she pouted. “Tom is being naughty again. Yes, he’s fooling around. Can you have one of your guys look into his little fucktoy? I don’t know much, just some little fucking husband thief! Her first name is Maddie. Oh, and she’s pregnant. Thanks, Daddy.” She hummed in the bath. “And I live happily ever after.”
A/N: This is unlike anything else I have ever written. It is dark fic. It is a Mafia AU. There may or may not have a happy ending. So read at your own risk. The chapters are likely to be shorter in this fic from time to time. Also writing credit goes to @fadingcoast,@lokifae42 , and @emeraldrosequartz . Not only did they write parts of the first few chapters, but they created the inspiration for the entire premise and fic. And I am forever in their debt for it. Thank you.
Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Jae Birichinata), Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Madison McMahon), Loki Laufeyson x OFC (Jae Birichinata)
Summary: When a one night stand with the only daughter of one of New York’s biggest crime bosses results in a pregnancy, Tom is trapped. Fast forward, now 10 years later, Tom is stuck in a loveless and cruel marriage with four kids (only one is his), a cheating wife, and no escape. The only bright spot is in his life is his love, Madison, the sweet bookshop clerk working a block away from the university he teaches at. Going on four years sneaking around with Madison, Tom is certain Madison’s important news is she is breaking up with him. The truth rocks his core.
Now Tom has only one goal, getting his son, William, and himself out of the hellscape called his life alive. A vindictive wife, in laws with access to money, resources, and brute force, and not to mention his wife’s lover who is more than meets the eye, Tom is starting to wonder if his father-in-law is right. No one leaves the family alive.
Trigger Warnings: Violence (both graphic and implied), forced marriage (sort of), infidelity, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of childhood physical abuse and sexual abuse, smut, death and more as I can continue to write it.
READ WARNINGS BEFORE YOU INTERACT WITH MY WRITING. IT IS YOUR OWN RESPONSIBILITY TO MONITOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MINORS DNI, THIS IS AN 18+ STORY.
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“Tom, I’m going out. Watch the kids.” Jae tugged on a glittered thigh high boot to complement her short sequined dress, before grabbing a short black feathered jacket to go over the entire ensemble.
Tom’s head popped out from his study, his one safe space in their sprawling New York apartment. “That’s the third time this week. I have papers to grade.” He frowned at his wife as he glared at her outfit. “Where are you going?”
“Out. With a friend.” She didn’t even bother to glance up at her husband. Jae smiled at him. “Are you saying you can’t handle your own children? I could always have my Ma come over to babysit while you work.” She tilted her head to the side, the same smile plastered on her face as she waited for his response. Jae already knew what it would be.
Tom glanced into the living room to see the children. The twins, Frigga and Magnus, were currently fighting over the last package of fruit snacks, while LJ was doing something in a corner that appeared to involve fire but no matches. And his oldest, William, sat curled up in a beat up leather chair, glasses slipping as he read the Complete Works of Shakespeare. Again. His ginger curls a stark contrast to his siblings’ darker looks.
“No, I’ll handle it. Have a good night. And I will see you later.” he sighed, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“Oh, Lucy and I will probably just get a hotel room.” A smirk came across her face. “And don’t forget dinner with my family on Friday night.” She walked over to pick a piece of lint off his sweater with disdain. “Daddy is looking forward to seeing you.”
“BUT FRIDAYS ARE MY NIGHT!” Tom’s voice boomed. The children not even pausing at the outburst. It wasn’t the first time they overheard this argument. “I‘ve had to cancel on the boys the past three Fridays.” He whined.
“Then one more won’t make that much of a difference. Unless you want me to tell my father you couldn’t bother to come.”
Tom gulped. The last time he “missed” a family dinner with her family, his car was sideswiped and nearly totaled. “It’s not necessary to involve your father. I will be there.” He forced a smile. A skill he had perfected over the last ten years of marriage to Jae.
This is not what Tom imagined marriage to be. He imagined a wife that loved him. And he loved. That dream went out the window with two pink lines. Too much scotch at a bachelor party led to Tom grinding against Jae on the dance floor at a club he would normally never go. Which led to one drunken night of some wild sex in a hotel room. Tom didn’t realize that Jae was Jae Nicole Birichinata, only daughter of the infamous mafia boss, Michael Birichinata. Fast forward and Tom was stuck in a hellscape, which included a wife who could barely stand to be in the same room as him and three more children he knew weren’t his, despite his name being on the birth certificates.
“Good to hear. Aren’t things better when I get my way?” There is a knock on the door. “Lucy’s here!!” She goes skittering to the door and opens it, blocking most of Tom’s view.
“Ready to go, darling?” asks a deep voice belonging to someone not named Lucy.
“Fuck yes I am. DON’T WAIT UP!!” she hustled out the door.
Tom leaned over and swore he got a glimpse of a fine Italian suit. Men’s suit. He sighed and headed back to his study, and stared at the stack of ungraded English essays from his students. With a heavy heart, he pulled out his phone to text. I am sorry, but I am going to have to cancel our Friday date again, princess. He set the phone down and waited for the response.
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Loki grinned as Jae came bouncing out of the apartment, closing the door before her husband or kids could see who was behind it.
“Ready for some fun, Jae? I’ve already booked us the VIP table at Marquee for later, and dinner tonight is sushi at Nakazawa.” Loki knew that would excite her. And she did not disappoint with an excited squeal and dance.
He put his arm around her, always loving the way her boots clacked on the sidewalk. It was a reminder of her spark, her fire. The light that had almost been extinguished by domestic “bliss” thanks to her wet towel of a husband and the child they accidentally made together over a decade ago.
Well, he did what he could to rectify her situation. Making sure she still got to enjoy all the finer things in life.
“I’m SO ready, Lucy.” She giggled a bit cruelly. Though who could blame her? “And I organized family dinner or Friday so Tom can’t go see his little ‘princess’… ugh, like I don’t know he’s not seeing ‘the boys’. What boys?! What FRIENDS, even?”
She laughed, and he joined her. Verbally beating down her husband was one of her favorite pastimes. He found it was best to let her release that pressure valve early in the night.
“Of course, darling. You deserve so much better…” He leaned over and kissed her cheek, grinning as she giggles and squeals. “And I plan to give it to you, husband or not.”
She leaned over and kissed his cheek back, not caring they weren’t even out of the apartment building. Her father paid off all the employees, anyway. “And I plan on taking it.” She grinned and throws her head back as they climb into Loki’s black town car, heading off to dinner.
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Tom sighed as he glimpsed the town car pulled away from the building. “She could at least have the decency to walk around the block.” He muttered to himself. Just then, his phone buzzed.
THAT FUCKING BITCH! I swear, Tom, she does it on purpose! It’s like she knows exactly how to make our lives miserable.
A small smile crossed his face. He always enjoyed Maddie’s spirit. Her fire. It was one of her many qualities that made him fall in love with her. While his wife’s eyes reflected only contempt and disappointment, Madison’s shone with compassion and devotion. Their stolen pockets of time, clandestine dates at her cramped apartment in the Bronx, dinners at restaurants no one ever heard of; they were the lifeblood of the past four years for Tom.
Of course she knows, darling. That is the entire purpose of this. To make my life miserable. Why else would she force me to raise kids that are not mine?
It takes several minutes before his phone buzzed again.
I can’t, Thomas. I need to tell you something important. I was going to tell you in person. But since the hag won’t let that happen…
Tom inhaled sharply, and he shook, tears welling up in his eyes. This is it. She’s leaving. She has finally had it. His mind raced and what to say, how to cope.
I’m pregnant.
And with two words, Tom realized he had to get out.
I’m coming over.
