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gwydionmisha · 11 minutes ago
Tom Hiddleston Breaks Down His Most Iconic Characters | GQ
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moonshineholland · 15 minutes ago
@ user thecodyexpress I’m looking at u🥲🥲🥲
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gamingaquarius · 19 minutes ago
Calling all Tom/Loki fans!
If you have BBC iPlayer, the man himself is reading a goodnight story tonight at 6:50pm BST.
These little programmes are so much fun. The Tom Hardy ones are 👌❤😍
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thevibraniumveterans · 26 minutes ago
Guys, I think I might have found a loophole…
…to explain how and why I think Sylvie played Loki like the cheap kazoo she thinks he is.
Hear me out…
Remember how in Episode 2, Loki theorized that the Variant we now know as Sylvie was knowingly hiding out in apocalypses to avoid being caught by the TVA?
He goes to Pompeii 79AD to test his theory, and causes chaos, which ultimately did not change the outcome of the natural disaster, which was exactly the thing Sylvie was counting on.
We also know that the planetary disaster on LAMENTIS-1 in 2077 is inevitable, and so do Loki and Sylvie.
As such, events unfold in Episode 3 on Lamentis-1 in 2077, where Loki and Sylvie get on a train, he gets drunk and consequently defenestrated, and she follows suit. After an argument which ends in her screaming to cool off, she finds a spot to sit down, after which Loki cautiously follows and sits next to her.
They have the following conversation…
Loki sighs, completely out of his element. “What now?”
Sylvie: “I don’t know. You broke the Tempad.”
Loki: “Well, I mean-”
Sylvie, interrupting: “And that planet is about to crash into us.”
Loki: “Well, yes, but-”
Sylvie: “‘Yes, but’, what?”
Loki: “Well, the entire moon is destroyed, right?”
Sylvie: “Yup. Everyone on it is killed.”
Loki: “Including us.”
Sylvie: “Yes, including us.”
Loki: “What about the Ark?”
Sylvie: “… The Ark never leaves because it’s destroyed.”
Loki: “Never had us on it.”
Sylvie: “Pft, so, what, we hijack the Ark and make sure it gets off this moon?”
Loki: “… I mean, sounds like a good idea to me.”
Sylvie: “Okay.”
Loki: “…really?”
So, a couple of points to make.
1. Sylvie knew damn well the moon they're on will get completely destroyed, and both she and Loki will die if they don't somehow get off Lamentis-1.
2. Sylvie also knows that the Ark will never leave the planet because it gets destroyed, and she makes sure to point this out to Loki.
3. You have to remember that whatever Loki did on Pompeii literally had ZERO impact on the outcome (“Nothing has any consequence!” He had gleefully declared then). He went there, caused chaos, and the volcano still blew its top, leaving no survivors. Why the hell did he think that getting on the Ark, which we know he and Sylvie never do, would change the outcome? “Never had us on it,” he told Sylvie. Yeah, and it never will, so.
4. Sylvie knows how stupid this sounds, and mockingly suggests that they hijack the Ark and make sure that it gets off Lamentis-1. She KNOWS that trying to do so is futile, as she had JUST informed Loki that trying to get off the moon is impossible since the Ark gets destroyed.
5. You have to remember that Loki is still a bit inebriated at this point, the lightweight. Can't even stand a couple of glasses of champagne, but I digress. It's likely he's not thinking straight anyway, and lets slip that he thinks that hijacking the Ark - which Sylvie just mockingly suggested, knowing the impossibility of doing so - is a good idea. To a drunk Loki, perhaps, but not to a sober Loki.
6. Which is something that Sylvie immediately takes advantage of. She out-manipulates the master manipulator, she out-mischiefs the freakin' God of Mischief, she plays him like the cheap kazoo she thinks he is. (She had called him a clown earlier, so I'm not too far off myself.) You know what she does? She plays him for a fool by humoring him, saying, "Okay."
7. Loki has the GALL to ask, "really?" What do you mean, really? You know you can’t change the outcome of an entire planet crashing onto the moon you’re on, and understand that nothing you do, inclusive of getting on a doomed train to try to escape, will change the outcome of it getting destroyed, and you still go “really?” This is why you should never get drunk, Loki. Sylvie was right to call you a clown for it.
It’s possible that Loki is just playing a long game, that he was pretending to be drunk and all that, but for the sake of this post, I’m saying that he actually got drunk.
Consider this: Sylvie knows that they’re stuck on LAMENTIS-1, since the Ark that’s supposed to take people off the moon doesn’t actually take off, because it gets destroyed, because the moon they’re on will get destroyed, because the planet nearby will crash into them, duh.
So the fact they she decided to play Loki for a fool by taking him to the evacuation point and having to go through all that trouble, tells us that perhaps Sylvie is more powerful than Loki, and he still has not realized this, the poor guy.
Loki knows that nothing he does will change the outcome of any natural disaster, including the planetary disaster they now cannot escape, so as a result, it is illogical that he would think that trying to hijack the Ark to escape is a good idea since the disaster cannot be avoided or averted.
Sylvie, being Sylvie, takes advantage of a hilariously drunk Loki and mocks him for it, suggesting that sure, yeah, let’s hijack the Arc even though we know damn sure we can’t, to make sure it escapes the moon which we know it won’t, in order to avoid the apocalypse, which we know we won’t be able to.
The loophole is that Loki, in his drunken stupor, forgets his disaster theory entirely, which is exactly what Sylvie takes advantage of, thereby canceling out the loophole to move the story forward.
Damn, this was deep.
Any thoughts on this?
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howlinchickhowl · 29 minutes ago
He tiny
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Thank you for bringing this to my attention I can confirm that he is, in fact, a smol boi.
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n0obmaster69 · 31 minutes ago
me and my brother fighting on daily basis
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my mother comes
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theworkprint · 31 minutes ago
Loki: Episode 3 “Lamentis” Review
Loki: Episode 3 “Lamentis” Review
The best laid plans of mice and variants often go awry… Hunter C-20 opens up Wednesday’s episode of Loki. Her and the variant aka Sylvie have escaped for a little girl’s night…or have they? We witness Sylvie using her enchantment on the poor minute woman, invading an ancient memory in hopes of scoring intel on the Time Keepers. It works, to a point. But what happens when it doesn’t work? We get…
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xumey-studios · 37 minutes ago
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gucci by tom ford, 1997.
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beetrootjam · 39 minutes ago
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The new album by Charlie White is complete and ready for release and will be available to stream and download very soon.... the album is the fourth in the 'Music For Grown Ups' series.
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reddragdiva · 39 minutes ago
Nobody ever got fired for giving Tom Ellard money. Make sure you aren't fired either.
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bonky-n-steeb · 47 minutes ago
𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Your daily routine involves waking up in the morning, going to work and sulking at night. But then you meet the man you’ve fantasized about for your entire life, Bucky Barnes. At the same time, you've caught someone else’s eye and his first step in winning you over is to cook you breakfast. But will you be welcoming of that person’s affections?
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: yandere, obsession, stalking, violence, cursing. If you find any of this triggering, please DNI. Also inform me if I left something out.  
ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, sᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ
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You scratched your head as you yawned and opened your eyes. Laying in your bed, you stared at the ceiling for a whole minute thinking about yesterday. You wondered if the breakfast would’ve been cooked today too.
You slowly got up from your bed and started walking towards your bathroom when the realization hit you. How did you end up on the bed? You were tired yesterday and sat on the couch to watch tv. And you were pretty sure you had fallen asleep there due to all the fatigue. You had no memories of coming upstairs.
The last thing you remembered was sitting on the couch and watching some random episode. How and when did you come upstairs? Were you sleep walking? It might be possible, you were usually very tired by the end of the day and maybe the stress was taking its toll.
Or what if...? What if someone brought you upstairs? You knew this was more plausible. But then again, who? And why?
You turned your feet around and walked out of the bedroom instead. You rushed down the stairs and entered the kitchen. And there it was.
The waffle machine was giving away steam. The waffle was already golden and crispy from its sight. He must be about to just take it out. Someone was late today, you thought to yourself.
As you looked around further, there was your notepad and a pen lying on the kitchen counter. You were right yesterday; he had used your notepad. You picked it up and started reading the note.
‘I didn’t mean to scare you yesterday, neither do I mean any harm. I just want you to be happy. I swear I haven’t tampered anything. Please don’t be scared of me!
Also, I hope you liked the ru...’
You could read and hear the desperation in his voice. The words were too kind and formal for a stalker. The note was half written and he had probably heard you coming down the stairs before he could complete the ‘g’ in the rug.
He must have to be somewhere in the kitchen, you wondered. “I know you are here only. So please do both of us a favor and come out. I won’t tell anyone else; I promise. Just... just talk to me maybe. Pleasseee.”
You were sure you sounded desperate. And you were. God knows why you weren’t afraid of this man, but instead you wanted to talk to him. You wanted to get to know him. He was a sweet guy after all. He made you breakfast and ensured your comfort. You were sure he hadn’t done anything to hurt you, yet.
“Also, thank you for the food. And well, ensuring I slept comfortably on the bed. I really appreciate your efforts but... but I don’t need it. We can be friends, we can talk to each other, but I don’t want to you to be troubled into doing all this for me. I’m used to living like this.” Your tone had lost its enthusiasm. It was dull and resigned.
You shook your head and started looking around. He had to be in this house. He was here moments ago, you were sure of that. He hadn’t yet served your food. But where would he be?
You started opening the cupboards one by one. Your heart hammered in your chest. The anticipation and the fear were killing you. You knew the cupboards were too small to have a human fit inside, but you still checked.
As you turned around, your eyes caught the new rug. You huffed out a breath and shook your head. “You don’t have to throw away a rug just because there was maple syrup spilt on it. I can list at least two ways by which I could’ve removed it all out without a single trace. But no, you had to throw it away and buy me another one and waste your money when you could’ve saved it.”
You knew this man was an idiot for sure. As you looked into the last cupboard of the kitchen counter. You stared to question your own sanity. Was there actually someone else or was it just you? Were you sleep walking?
Was the loneliness affecting your mental health and making you write letters to yourself. But then if it was you, cooking would be the last thing on your mind. And also, you definitely didn’t order the rug. It was someone else.
But then why would you write yourself notes. And the handwriting definitely wasn’t yours. “At least say hi. I feel as if I’m going insane. I don’t even know if you are here or if I’m talking to myself. Just... just say... Oh shit!”
You exclaimed as you smelt something burn. You turned your head to see the waffles almost dark brown. You were so engrossed in finding him you didn’t even realize to switch the machine off.
“You know it’s all your fault, right?” You said aloud so that whomsoever it was would hear it. You opened the lid to see that though the waffles were definitely inedible, they gladly hadn’t stuck to the machine. You chuckled at the thought that if they had, this man would’ve bought you a new machine.
“You know what? Fine. Don’t show yourself. Maybe one day I’ll just die from the curiosity.” You were hungry but you still had to freshen up a little. You decided to come back downstairs and look after your breakfast later and first go and do your morning routine.
Also, somewhere in the back of your head was the thought that maybe if you left, the person would go away. You knew it had to be uncomfortable for him to be stuck wherever he was. And you were sure he was still in the kitchen. This thought troubled you as your rational brain knew you couldn’t sympathize with a stalker.
He let out a long sigh of relief as you left the kitchen. You were this close to finding him, but the heavens were on his side today and you didn’t.
First, he didn’t expect you to wake up a little earlier than usual, but you did. He had to quickly hide and didn’t get enough time to take the waffle out or complete his note.
Your reaction was unexpected and yet a dream come true. Yesterday, judging by your reaction to the breakfast and the zoning out during the Avenger’s meeting, he was worried that you would hate him and were afraid of him. But he was glad it was quite the contrary.
When you asked, he really wanted to come out. He wanted you to know who he was. But then, if it had been a trick or if you had been disappointed by finding out it was him, his heart wouldn’t have been able to take the blow.
His heart was thrumming loudly in his chest and he feared you would hear him. He prayed to all the gods he knew when you had knelt and opened the door right next to the refrigerator. But gladly, you never opened the fridge.
And that’s exactly where he was. Your refrigerator was mostly empty today and he snuck in as he had heard you come downstairs. He hadn’t closed the door completely and had left a small gap to see the kitchen.
He was grateful for his flexible body and his resistance to the extreme temperatures that he was able to sit inside for so long. He couldn’t even imagine the horror on your face if you had seen him crouched down at a really weird angle in the fridge.
As he left your house and walked back to the tower, he had a silly smile plastered on his face. You liked him, you wanted to know him, you wanted to be his friend. And he was sure you’ll soon want to be more than just his friend.
You chewed your cheek as you sat blankly staring at the computer screen in front of you. If this had been seen by your past self, she would’ve berated you for slacking off of your job.
All your life you had been level headed. While other people were confused, you knew what you wanted and what you had to do to achieve it. Your goals were clear and set right before your eyes. But now, when the others had considerably settled down, you were in a turmoil.
You didn’t know who the other person was. Or whether if there was any. But whoever it was, he was smart and agile. You still hadn’t guessed where he was this morning. Your instinct couldn’t have been wrong and it was screaming that he was still in the kitchen.
You knew it wasn’t you sleep walking or having multi-personality disorder. But you had to be sure. You had to see if it was you, or someone else. And most importantly you had to know who the other person was. And there was one way to find out, security cameras.
But you were afraid and nervous about what you might find out. And you still didn’t know how you felt about the situation. The thought about someone roaming about your home, which was a safe place for you to hide from the world, was disturbing. And at the same time, you couldn’t help but be happy that someone finally wanted you.
The fear of being stalked was probably being overshadowed by the butterflies you got in your stomach from being noticed by someone. You had read and watched a million thrillers about stalkers, and if you were honest, some sick part of you always wanted for someone to love you so much that it exceeded logic and laws.
You were still lost in your own head when you heard a knock on the door of your office. You rubbed your eyes and ran your fingers through your hair before saying, “come in.”
You gave a genuine smile as you saw Peter enter the room. He was now an Avenger, a grown-up man, but when you saw him, you still saw the boy you had first seen on tv years ago. He wasn’t as thin as before, he now worked out with the likes of Captain Rogers and had gained incredible muscle weight, but he was still lean and not bulky.
Lost in your own world, you failed to notice the slight blush creep across Peter’s cheek at your smile. “What happened Peter?” He smiled as bright as the sun as you asked and you wondered if you had said something funny. You were aware about how terribly shy he was.
Not meeting your eyes, he looked at his own feet as he spoke. “It’s actually lunch time. So... so I was wondering if you’d come... come downstairs and have lunch with me... I mean us, all of us are going to be there. Not all, Black widow and Clint have gone for a mission, so the rest of us. Mr. Stark has ordered food and if it’s okay with you, will you join us?” He stuttered continuously as he said.
“It would be my pleasure.” With that, you closed the tabs on your computer and sorted the papers on your desk. Standing up, you ran a hand across your suit and started walking alongside Peter. “You don’t have to be so scared of me, you know that right? I’m not gonna eat you.”
You had seen Peter become flustered in front of you. He did act that way in front of others too. But it was much less as compared to how he behaved when he saw you. You still remembered the time you had entered the gym where Peter and Steve were sparring. After seeing you, he had forgotten to duck and ended up getting his nose broken by Steve.
“I know that. You are too... too kind to do that.” He said giggling. Nobody except Tony Stark knew about Peter’s crush on you. You were just a few years older than him and you were all that he wanted in a woman. His liking for you wasn’t a big deal for the entire team to either notice or know, it was just a crush.
You both had small talk until you reached the dining area. Almost all of the seats were occupied except the one besides Bucky. What you didn’t know was that Bucky and Steve had purposely made it that way. You took that seat and Peter shifted some chairs so that he could sit on the other side of you.
Tony had ordered Chinese food which on other days you might have thoroughly enjoyed, but not today. Today your brain was too busy thinking about your new stalker problem to focus on the taste of the food.
The Avengers were all chit chatting about something but you didn’t even hear what they were saying. As usual, Bucky was quiet and fixated on you. You were nervous and were staring at your own food and occasionally looking up to Bucky, just in time for him to look at the opposite direction.
“So, what do you think?” Tony asked turning to you. Your head snapped up like that of a deer caught in a headlight. Your eyes were wide and your face was hauntingly blank. “You like cats or dogs?” Bucky finally asked you.
Bucky could see that you weren’t paying an ounce of attention. And maybe this was the time where you would actually accept his help. Apparently, the avengers were discussing whether they liked cats more or dogs.
You plastered a bright smile on your face for Bucky. He had actually saved you from the bombardment of questions that would’ve come your way if the others found out about your absentmindedness. “Dogs.” You answered stuffing your face with noodles again to avoid questions.
When you said that, Bucky quickly imagined his future with you. You would have a dog and he would have a cat. And together along with your kids, it would be a perfect family, just like those hallmark movies which Peter had not long ago forced him to see.
“Dogs are the best.” Peter chimed his agreement to your statement. You nodded at that. “Dogs are the best medicine for loneliness, and so are cats.” Bruce mediated between the two groups.
“I’ve always wanted a dog. Just never got the guts to go get one.” You said reminiscing about all those nights you had spent wondering if getting a dog as your companion would be a good idea.
“Alright, so we know what to gift you for your birthday.” Tony replied and everyone chuckled at that while you happily agreed, “That would be a great gift.”
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ginawylie · 52 minutes ago
"I assume it is that dashing young man who looks like Tom Holland on stilts"
The fact that he was suggesting that tiny Ricky is taller than Tom Holland
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my-robot-heart · an hour ago
Is it shocking that I just learnt that Tom Keen was on the show for like half of its run!?!? I legitimately thought he was gone by like season 2. To learn he was still around in season 5???!!! Wow. He was that memorable to me, I couldn't even remember he was still around when all I wanted was more Red and Liz 😂.
Anon 😂😂👏👏 Your discovery is not shocking, the shocking part in my opinion is that they kept him as long as they did AND that they actually gave him a short lived spinoff series.
I would say what was the point of keeping him around but as we have sadly discovered, the show does what it wants and doesn't seem to need a reason. Interestingly, I accidentally came across some gifs made by Keen2 shippers, of Tom and Liz supposedly at their "happiest", and yeah the gifs looked good. It actually made me wonder for a sec whether I'd just dreamed up Lizzington and Liz and Tom were actually the true pairing in the show. But then I saw some Lizzington gifs and... Well... 👌😉🥰 They don't compare lol. (They're sooo much better).
I think we all thought at the start of the show when they did the big twist reveal that TK was actually a plant, that he'd end up being the bad guy. And I'll tell you it left a bad taste in my mouth to see them then turn around and show him as redeemed and a hero of sorts and accepted back into Lizzie's life.
I'm not super knowledgeable about abusive relationships but... That seemed to be... Not good. For Lizzie.
Say what you like about Reddington (don't actually lol) but he's never been like the actual gross asshole guy Tom was at the beginning. Red has always been very clear about the type of person he is. A criminal yes, but one with an honour system. And he's literally the only person who's been protecting Lizzie (and Agnes) for the duration of the show.
Anyway, then once they got rid of Tom I was really hoping everyone would calm tf down about him but no, then we had a season of Lizzie trying to track down his killer. Again, disappointed.
I actually stopped watching the show live back when Lizzie and Tom had the idea to fake her death and run off. I was like: what is the actual point of this shit.
And it was only this year (ironically when I heard the show had been renewed for a 9th season 😭😭😭😂😂😂 what a clown I was) that I caught up on seasons 5-7 and then watched s8 live. Why I did that is now a great question, seeing how things turned out at the end of this season.
To conclude: Tom? I barely knew ya. A secondary character at best, you may have made some people fall in love with your looks (?) but you never held my interest. If Lizzie had been able to kill TK much earlier in the storyline (which happens in some wonderful fics), I probably wouldn't have stopped watching. Lol.
Thanks anon for brightening my inbox with this ask about how irrelevant TK was and is. Haha 😉
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uhlikzsuzsanna · an hour ago
Preview: Tom Hiddleston reads CBeebies Bedtime Story (2021.06.25)
Tom will be reading Supertato by Sue Hendra and Paul Linnet tonight. 
Source: Radio Times
CBeebies Bedtime Stories airs weekdays at 6:50pm (UK time) on the CBeebies channel. It can be also watched on the BBC iPlayer website.
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