#tom gives you

[mobius-m-mobius]

Lokius in Loki 2x03 - "1893"

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #loki spoilers #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #god they really said we're gonna be glued to the hip and MEANT IT hello 😳👀 #something's definitely coming bc i've never won for this long in my life but i'll take every second they want to give us 😅 #btw kind of obsessed with them both having the same haters and ravonna being the og?? #you're either on board or they're the most insufferable duo you ever met wreck your plans that's my man lol #one particular coloring (clearly) almost killed me dead but i did it for you tandem bike scene of all time 😭😭 #loki s2 spoilers #marvel #owenwilsonedit #dianagifs

[zingaplanet]

Owen Wilson AKA chaotic gay southern middle-aged man just trying to score dammit.

#GIVE THE MAN WHAT HE WANTS DAMN YOU #It's been 17 years #he's putting out #for all these tall dark roman generals and gods as well #owen wilson #loki #lokius #mobius #loki series #natm #night at the museum #jedediah and octavius #octavius #jedtavius #tom hiddleston #steve coogan

[tomathy-inside-of-the-it]

Awh Tommy this all sucks so much, I’m glad he’s comfortable enough to express himself :( I think we should collectively give him a license to kill. Not tubbo, but maybe someone else. As a treat

full reddit post: https://www.reddit.com/r/tommyinnit/s/LWAlUPAyaC

#tommyinnit #stole these screenshots from jess mellohibench on twitter #yknow the lesbian dog person #In all seriousness I really hope he’s able to take time for himself after the tour #poor dude :/ #I hope he knows his fans will understand completely if he needs to step away from ytb #if tom wants to use child celebrity he’s allowed to #I think getting people showing up AT your house gives you the right #I need him to never hate on himself for being stressed ever again #Im all for rich people knowing their privilege but my guy you can be stressed!!! Its okay!!! You’re going through stuff!!!!!!!!! #(parasocial)

[bridoesotherjunk]

Why am I the first one to make this .

#symbrock #venom #sometimes i wonder how i taste #meme #veddie #eddie brock #sony #thank you sony for giving us this gift of a movie #marvel #tom hardy #venom and eddie #venom 2 #yes #lol #so dumb #but i love it #am i the first #wait am i the first person to do this? #venom let there be carnage #heck yeah #1k #5k #8k #9k

[soup-of-the-daisies]

cannot stop thinking about that meta that’s like “voldemort’s ultimate goal was to simply destroy the british wizarding world” because it makes so much sense. tom riddle was a poor, orphaned, assumed muggleborn boy with a (most likely) ‘commoner’ accent and a distaste for humanity who sorted into slytherin, the hogwarts house infamous for being filled with loud rich bigots. tom riddle, with his background, could not have possibly been very popular those first few years of his schooling. tom riddle would’ve loathed the lot of them, all those arrogant, spoiled rich kids boasting about their family line. finding out he was the heir of slytherin would have been both a relief (he has something to fit in) and a jackpot (if they knew, they’d bow before him). and he uses that heritage later, when ‘tom riddle’ has disappeared and a stranger called ‘voldemort’ appears in his place. the fanatics literally kiss his feet.

voldemort is canonically a genius. he would’ve known that non-magical blood doesn’t make you dirty or less talented, because he himself is the prime example of that. espousing the bigoted pureblood agenda was simply the easiest way to gain power over the ones in power—all to send society crumbling to the ground from the inside. he takes over the ministry and ruins it, taking the first steps in tearing down the establishment; he kills regardless of blood, implying he doesn’t give one flying fuck what your heritage is; he tries to destroy the sorting hat, which would render the concept of ‘houses’ void.

personally i think it’s very interesting and appealing to put this interpretation in the context of tomarry/harrymort. i’ve always HC’d that harry will grow tired when he’s older, after he’s saved the wizarding world once (at the expense of his own happiness and well-being) and sees that nothing has changed or will change. that voldemort was a symptom, not the disease. that he and hermione and ron keep struggling, working themselves to the bone to make their world more fair and to suppress and eradicate the rampant underlying bigotry, but that it just won’t take.

and with an older harry, an embittered one, turned caustic and cynical by the very world he once viewed as his sanctuary—i don’t really think their beliefs would differ all that much. they’ve both seen and experienced the injustices. they’re both annoyed and disenchanted. harry will always have a regard for life, and voldemort won’t ever, but if anyone would have a wish to tear society down and build it back up again it’s them both.

#can you tell i’m back on my bullshit again #tomarry #harrymort #voldemort #tom riddle #harry potter #‘you took everything from me and destroying you won’t bring them back but i’ll give me the satisfaction of revenge’ etc #harry is inherently a hopeful and fiercely loving person and that’s what makes him Not Tom #and also morally a way better person LMAO #but i think this would be so fun to explore

[goosita]

attending a gala with young!politician!snow is both more and less terrifying than you’d imagined

he’d picked you up at 7pm on the dot, waiting outside of his car for you. coriolanus was dressed in all black, a departure from his usual red color palette. the moment you’d stepped outside to meet him in the dress and shoes (as well as necklace) he bought you, he’d smiled charmingly at you and offered his hand.

“you look absolutely enchanting, miss y/n,” he breathed, tone full of sincerity. you could feel your cheeks blaze at his compliment, giving a timid grin.

“thank you, coryo.”

coriolanus brightened even more, opening the back door of the car with his free hand and keeping you steady with the other as you slid in. he followed just after you, settling in beside you on the seat. now here you were, on the way to a big fancy party full of people who made more money in an hour than you did in a whole year.

“are you nervous?” he asks, glancing at you.

“absolutely terrified,” you admit with a soft laugh. “i’ve never been to anything like this. i don’t want to do or say the wrong thing.”

“you’ll be fine, i promise. just follow my lead, and it’ll be over before you know it.”

you nod, but still can’t force down all of your nerves. aside from this whole event being unfamiliar to you, you’re still jittery and unsure with coriolanus. he’s been so hard to read lately. you’re not sure if he’s just toying with you, but it feels too bold to think that perhaps he has a real interest in you either. too indulgent of your daydreams, your fantasies. you can’t seem to stop the fluttery drumming of your fingers against your thigh, until coriolanus is taking your hand and sliding his fingers between yours to stop their incessant tapping. your gaze snaps up to look at him, surprised by the touch.

“everything’s going to be okay. trust me,” he says gently, giving your hand a soft squeeze. for someone who’s last name is snow, his hands are so warm. his thumb brushes over your knuckles soothingly, looking down at you with a calm expression, and you nod. you do trust him. he adds, “i’ll be right beside you all evening.”

his promise makes you feel better, some of the tension leaving your body at both his words and his soothing touch. you glance down at your interlocked hands, his so much bigger than your own. his fingers are so long, pale and beautiful as if they were carved from marble. the veins along the top stand out, raised little rivers of blue that crawl up into his sleeve. his silver watch band rests against the delicate skin of both of your inner wrists.

once you arrive, it feels like a whirlwind of colors and lights and sounds. you find yourself dissociating from most of it, from the moment coriolanus leads you inside with a hand at the small of your back. you try to focus on the way his cologne catches your nose when he turns or moves, the familiar scent helping to ground you. the event passes in a flurry of coriolanus’s voice chatting pleasantly with Very Important Men, fond introductions of you at his side by your name and never your job title, being handed flutes of posca that you only sip on here and there. your date, however, seems to have no trouble at all socializing and sharing drinks with these people.

he’s a natural people-person. coriolanus charms and wins over just about every person he speaks to. the men respect him and listen to what he has to say, while the women giggle and let their eyes wander his face and body. you don’t like that the latter bothers you enough to sling back an entire flute of posca at one point while some district 8 office holder’s wife practically undresses coriolanus with her eyes. if he notices the female attention at all, he doesn’t show it. coriolanus simply keeps one hand planted firmly along your spine, occasionally stroking the exposed skin there softly.

finally, finally, the night comes to an end. coriolanus is loose from the bubbly drinks he’s had, making him a bit more smiley than you’re really used to. his cheeks are flushed a pretty pink that spreads over the bridge of his nose and makes him glow.

“did you have fun, darling?” he asks as he gets into the car with you. while he waits for an answer, he fumbles until he finds the button that raises the privacy screen between you two and the driver.

“fun is…certainly a word,” you offer, unable to stop your grin. coriolanus seems younger like this, spine less rigid and jaw less tense. he looks his age right now, you realize.

“hm. yes, well, i don’t have much real fun these days,” he laments, undoing his tie and shrugging off his suit jacket. “especially not with a beautiful lady on my arm.”

he glances sideways at you as he says it, sly smirk making his smile line in his cheek stand out. you resist the urge to reach out and touch it, instead looking down at your hands in your lap. you never know what exactly to say when coriolanus says things like that. you’re not sure if he’s being sincere, or if it’s just meaningless flirting to him.

he says your name softly when you avert your eyes, gingerly lifting your chin. “look at me, darling,” he whispers. he’s turned his body to face you fully now. his eyes search your face for a long moment before they trail down, landing on the snowflake pendant resting between your collarbones. his finger trails a path down your throat before tracing around the charm.

“it suits you,” he murmurs. the air in the car is suddenly so very warm, electric with the energy between the two of you. he’s so close to you, you wonder if he can hear your heart racing right now. if he knows its because of him.

“coryo,” you exhale, breath trembling slightly. you feel his touch again against your cheek, cradling it softly in his palm. his eyes seem to almost glow in the low light, the streetlights you pass making them appear almost translucent when they reflect off his irises. you both lean in simultaneously, eyes fluttering closed.

the first brush of coriolanus’s lips is soft, curious even. as if he’s giving you the chance to push him away. instead, you sigh and melt into him. his free hand comes to rest on your waist, squeezing softly as he kisses you more firmly when you don’t pull away. his mouth is plush and slick against your own, tasting like the sugary posca he’d drank.

you lose yourself to his kisses, slow and languid and indulgent, making you dizzy with how good it feels. coriolanus slides his hand down from your waist to your hip, then further down to tease at the slit in your dress that splits over your thigh. his teeth nip at your lip playfully, and he smiles against your mouth when you gasp at the way his fingers curl behind your knee to hitch your leg up over his own.

he encourages you to move so you can straddle him, sitting pretty in your silky dress on his lap. your hands land on his broad shoulders while his lips parts from yours, pressing hot, open-mouth kisses along your neck. his tongue drags along the side of your throat, making you shiver and moan softly.

“there’s a good girl,” he mutters, hands smoothing up and down your thighs that splay over his. “you make such pretty sounds for me.”

coriolanus’s words make you feel lightheaded, paired with his wandering touch and exploratory kisses. you shift in his lap just slightly, gasping softly when you feel how hard he is beneath you. his cock presses into the apex of your thighs, his hips pushing up subtly. he lets out a quiet groan, the hottest sound you’ve ever heard. the uncontrolled noise spurs you on, gives you the nerve to cup his jaw and bring his mouth back to yours and demand more of his heated kisses.

“stay with me tonight, my darling,” he pleads, panting against your mouth.

“yes.”

#ehehehe i PROMISE next part is when i’ll stop edging u guys and give u what we all want #i just love a slow build #its about the yearning 🤌🏻 #politician!coryo x secretary!reader #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow #tbosbas #coriolanus snow smut #tom blyth

[designtheendless]

Ay yo what’s up with Professor’s cat???

#dream the endless #morpheus #the sandman #dreamling #hob gadling #sandman #tom sturridge #ferdinand kingsley #please give ​zoom class drawing suggestions! #you guys really seem to like the series so I wanna provide! #designtheendlessart

[feistyfox47]

y/n: I think I need a hug… Lorenzo: Good thing I'm hug shaped! 45 minutes later y/n: You… you can let go now. Lorenzo: No, I absolutely cannot.

#funny #i'm dead lol #it do be like that #meme #its giving dead #cute #tumblr milestone #humor #feistyfox47 #writers on tumblr #sexy slytherin boys #slytherin #slytherpride #slytherpuff #slytherclaw #slytherdor #tom riddle can fucking own me #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #slytherin boys #enzo berkshire #blaise zabini #lorenzo berkshire #theodore nott x you #theodore nott #theo nott #theo nott x reader #draco malfoy

[nycorix]

Morpheus's wardrobe in the comics absolutely sends me. It's like ah yes, here we have him at home. He is in jeans and a tshirt. Now he's Going Out, so he has his flowy black robe and his gear etc., oh and let's not forget the cleavage, where'd his shirt go (?). Oh wait there it is. All the way unbuttoned. Now he's got a high-collared trenchcoat. And now a different robe, or maybe a cape. WAIT WHY'S HE IN A SUIT AND TIE--

#the sandman #dream of the endless #please please please give Tom's Morpheus this energy in future seasons. i beg of you. i need it desperately #let him just get increasingly sassier and more ridiculous and more Extra #we deserve this #kase rambles

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

Give me widower Mav who has come to terms with his husband’s death and now gets to make jokes and comments about it which makes people uncomfortable while he finds it hilarious pls

As someone who lost their father a long time ago I have reached that point where I can make jokes and comments and like to my close friends it’s funny but to someone I don’t know it’s… strange cause they don’t know how to react and it’s truly a small moment of absolute joy cause they make it weirder than it needs to be

Here is what I mean:

Fanboy: Hi Mav! I like your hoodie!

Mav: thanks, it belonged to my dead husband

Fanboy:

Mav: he’s not gonna use it so

…

Hangman, pointing at the ring on Mav’s dog tags: you’re married?

Mav: I was, but sadly he died on a terrible accident

Hangman: oh I’m sorry—

Mav: I’m kidding, he didn’t die on an accident

Hangman: oh thank god I thought I—

Mav: he died of cancer

…

Mav: my husband used to hate this movie

Phoenix: what made him change his mind?

Mav: oh he didn’t, he just died

…

Mav: I miss my husband

Coyote: why, where is he?

Mav: I want to say heaven but he was a weird man so honestly I don’t know

…

Cyclone: Maverick where is the paperwork I asked for

Mav: oh I’m sorry? I was mourning the death of my husband, in case you hadn’t noticed, the audacity, I cannot believe you would come for a widower like this—

#im sorry Ice but that bite was a one way ticket to hell #cheer up tho your little freak husband will join you soon #top gun #icemav #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #dead loved one that gives you trauma but also the ability to make jokes about it and be that weird person of the group #thanks dad #for the humor as a coping mechanism not the trauma #Mav and the hoodie is me with any of my dads stuff #literally I kept his shirts and watched cause they were pretty but when people ask me I gotta explain

[germanbread]

We need to be more grateful for the small things in life! For example Maverick from Top Gun (1986).

#I will PICK HIM UP and put him in my pocket #thank you tom cruise's genes for finally giving me a blorbo who is not only smol but also small #top gun

[mobius-m-mobius]

Hey! Change of subject. I thought of an answer. To what? Your question.

Lokius + reflection for anon

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #coming out of making this set in a complete stupor of how absolutely insane their love is 😭💖 #every single day i regret to inform myself 'love is a dagger' will never EVER leave my thoughts so it feels nice to give in and gif it lol #god they're both so sharp in mind AND personality which is why they've never completely fit in with anyone else around them before #and i'll never be over the way you see them struggling to figure out exactly what they're feeling because it's so completely new #but still falling into place beside each other effortlessly because of how lovely it is to finally be cared for 🥺 #tysm again for such an amazing request and for giving me something to focus on that's genuinely been a highlight 💕 #marvel #owenwilsonedit #dianagifs #flashing cw

[mamawasatesttube]

timcassie is so compelling to me. they were not into each other even a little bit. it was such a messy coping mechanism fuelled entirely by grief. they were making out with each other because they were both substituting each other for kon. cassie was far more aware she was doing this than tim was. unironically, dating a girl here is one of the gayest things tim has done

#rimi talks #it is SO messy and its so fun. i don't think geoff even realized the implications but they sure are there when you read it #god... you know its BAD when modern comics have me missing tt03 of all Fucking comics #but like. todays ''tell don't show'' writers would N E V E R do something this interesting #tom taylor would be all. oh! tim we shouldn't kiss. i'm just substituting you for kon because i miss him and you were his best friend! #and then he'd have tim go oh wow cassie you're right i didn't realize that! my bad. all forgiven? yay!!! :) #GOD YOU KNOW ITS BAD OUT HERE WHEN I THINK *GEOFF* DID SOMETHING RIGHT. GOD. GOD #GEOFF MY MORTAL ENEMY GEOFF. grits teeth yeah geoffrey i have to give you this one............ #its just such a deliciously unhealthy coping mechanism. theyre a MESS. theyre using each other. theyre only able to go on bc of each other #its not a romance but it IS a codependency #bart isn't even dead yet when this happens. like. he's just off being the flash. #bart (extremely depressed bc he couldnt stop sbp and hold him in the speed force forever): :| ok #not his circus. not his monkeys. #well it is his monkeys even if he left the circus. but he's too depressed to deal with it #but its so fun. this relationship is haunted. there's a ghost in the middle. they both want to kiss him instead of each other. #tim #cassie #timcassie

[mysilentnightshipping]

hey. imagine your f/o finding fragments of their love for you around them.

they hear a lyric or two from a song they wouldn't usually listen to, but whatever is being said in it - it's exactly how they feel about you. they read a poem that doesn't impress them much otherwise, but there's this one line that speaks to them, reminds them of you or their relationship with you. maybe they overhear a stranger talking about their own love life and they say something that resonates. they totally relate to those famous romantic quotes from classic literature and poetry. you know the ones. even if they're a bit too sappy. maybe they see a beautiful sunset, come across an art piece, a meme, a diary entry, a classical song, an article, ANYTHING, and see their love for you in it.

even if they don't dare to say it to you, they get all soft when it happens. it is delightful when someone else has managed to capture that feeling!!

#self ship community #self shipping #self ship #f/o imagines #imagine your f/o #i love this thought so much. DO YOU GET IT ?!?! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ??? #this post was brought to you by imagining tom hearing that one lyric from maggie rogers' shatter that goes like #'i don't really care if it nearly kills me / i'd give you the world if you asked me to' and thinking abt me immediately :')))))

[izharmilgram]

the little thorn. draw me after you by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger, read chapter 55! <3

#vampire harry potter #a little thorn voldemort will prick himself with again and again because he can't get enough #the rosebush #he'll give as much as harry is willing to take #and then he'll push harry to indulge more #satisfied little thorn? any further command of me? #the inherent queereroticism of drinking your lover's blood #draw me after you (let us run) #harry james potter #lvhp #harry potter fanart #tom riddle #tomarry #harrymort #hp fanart #tom riddle x harry potter #tomarrymort #dmay fanart #fanfic fanart #tomarry fanfic #tomarry fanart

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

And suddenly, my legs are wide open…… gawd I love my fyp 🤭

#billy the kid #how is he so fine #give me one chance #tom blyth the man you are #give me one chance Billy