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dopedillin · 7 months

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stuart-townsend · 3 years

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Tom Hardy as Eddie Brock in Venom (2018) dir. Ruben Fleischer

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filmtvcentral · 2 years

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get to know me: favorite characters [6/100] → Alfie Solomons

“If you pull that trigger, right, you pull that trigger for a fucking honorable reason. Like an honorable man, not like some fucking civilian that does not understand the wicked way of our world, mate.”

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thesoldiersminute · 3 years

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May Carleton — PEAKY BLINDERS / for @retromafia

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richardmadens · 4 years

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TOM HARDY as Eames in Inception (2010).

#thardyedit #bbelcher #inceptionedit #inception #tom hardy #gifs*#deartomhardy #useragnieszka #filmgifs #userfreja #userrobin #tuserpetra #uservic

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princekendallroy · 5 years

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He’s trying his best.

#thardyedit #venomedit #marveledit #fyeahmarvel #marveladdicts #tomhardyedit #useragnieszka #userleti #useridanna #userhayf #deartomhardy #mygifs #myedit #venom #eddie brock

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edgindarvis · 4 years

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10 movies with... Tom Hardy This guy. This is what you call talent folks. It was hard to pick just ten of his films.

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henrysfox · 5 years

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Tom Hardy as Eames in Inception (2010), dir. Christopher Nolan.

#thardyedit #filmedit #fyeahmovies #inception #deartomhardy #tom hardy #my stuff #**gifs #eames

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captainhandsomes · 5 years

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ROCKETMAN (2019) dir. Dexter Fletcher

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fightmewiatch · 4 years

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#18 with lance tucker because i can totally picture him saying that 🥵

A/N: Fuck me. XD

18. “Are you wearing a new lip balm? It tastes really good.”

“One more time, Emma, from the top!” he called, clapping his hands for her attention. The young woman sighed, nodding, and returned to the other side of the mat, turning her attention back to the uneven bars.

With his focus entirely on her, he didn’t hear the door to the gym open, as you slipped in, and lingered in the doorway to watch. You frowned, seeing him still working, knowing he was supposed to have finished up almost an hour ago. Swallowing a sigh, you leaned against the wall, waiting for the girl to finish, before clearing your throat.

“Get out! Gym’s closed!” Lance called without turning around, approaching the young woman.

You didn’t say anything, arms crossed over your chest, watching as he rucked up the sleeves of his jacket, hands moving and motioning to the bars as he instructed Emma on changes, on things to do better. He paused after a moment, and turned, the words clearly on his lips. But he froze at the sight of you, before he quickly looked down at his large white watch on his wrist, and swore.

“Shit.”

“Better,” you chuckled, shaking your head.

“Baby…” With a wave of your hand, you turned and headed back outside, the door slamming loudly behind you. Lance groaned, before turning to Emma. “We’ll pick this up Thursday. Just keep working on it.”

It took a few minutes for Emma to get her things, before Lance ushered her out and locked up, glad to see your car waiting in its usual spot. He waved to Emma as she got into her own car, and jogged off to yours, tossing his things in the backseat. You didn’t say anything as he climbed into the passenger seat, but when he didn’t buckle up and didn’t say anything, either, you finally caved, stealing a peek.

“Watch is dead.” You frowned, as he thrust the clunky object into your hands, and you looked down, seeing the second hand wasn’t moving, and the face read several hours earlier.

“Didn’t set an alarm on your phone?” you asked quietly, setting the watch down between you and twisting the key to start the car. His hand curled over yours as you rested it the shifter, and you hesitated, tilting your head to see him.

“It’s a busy time, baby, you know that.”

“It is, yeah. But today is…was…supposed to be for us…”

“It still is! I promise, I did not forget your birthday,” Lance insisted, as you sighed.

“You forgot dinner,” you reminded him, grumbling as he pushed onto his knees and bent over the seat to reach his bag. “Lance Tucker!”

“I got somethin’ for ya! Don’t wanna wait!”

“I wanna go the fuck home, can you please buckle your ass in?” Lance grunted, and flopped back in the seat, but he still didn’t buckle in. “Lance.”

“Happy birthday, baby,” he sighed, handing you a box. It wasn’t small enough for a ring, not that you’d ever expect something like that from Lance, but it was enough to make your heart skip as you looked up at him, curious. “Open it.”

Biting your lip, you carefully opened the box, brow furrowed until you pulled away the tissue paper. It took everything in you not to burst out laughing, not wanting to hurt his feelings; instead, you sighed, smiling, as you pulled out the gold chain, with a medallion that looked awfully similar to a gold medal.

“…oh my god.”

“Now everyone can know you’re my girl…and I’m your guy.”

“I hope no one knows you have a gold medal tattooed on yo-”

“Hey, hey,” he huffed, pulling a giggle from you. “You know what I meant.” He wiggled his finger towards the box, towards the card nestled in the tissue paper. “Read it.” Carefully, you plucked the card out, and blushed, glancing up at him.

“You are my Gold Medal, my number One. I love you. Happy birthday.” Biting your lip, you looked up, letting him take the necklace gently before he clipped it around your neck.

As you turned, fingers grazing the medal, Lance cupped your jaw, and grazed his lips over yours, waiting for you to nod before he pressed the kiss to your lips. The moment was only you two, shifting close together, your hands curling over his shoulders as his cupped your face, your neck, and held you close, teasing your lips open with the tip of his tongue.

He pulled back, after a moment, both of you breathing a bit heavier in the small space between you, before he flicked his tongue against his lips, humming.

“…what?”

“Are you wearing a new lip balm? It tastes really good.” You giggled, rolling your eyes as you dragged your hands up to his head to draw him in.

“You don’t need a pick up line to kiss me, Tucker,” you teased, already moaning as he stole another kiss. This one was needier, as he pulled you closer.

This one had no intention of ending within a moment, and with the way he held you close, you didn’t mind that one bit.

#lance tucker #lance tucker x reader #the bronze #my fics #drabble requests #deartomhardy #ask & recieve

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dopedillin · 1 year

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stuart-townsend · 4 years

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Jake Gyllenhaal Plays With Puppies While Answering Fan Questions

This sweater is destroyed, it's done. Or it's the new rage. ❛Puppy-ripped❜ sweater.

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thedarkknights · 5 years

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The Dark Knight Rises (2012) dir. Christopher Nolan

⠀⠀↳ Poster set 2 of 3

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#the dark knight rises #bane #selina kyle #catwoman #tom hardy #deartomhardy #anne hathaway #tdkedit #tdkredit #myedit #dailytdk

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dunnfor29 · 5 years

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“Am I your lock screen?” with Alex Turner x

A/N My first time writing Alex Turner so... sorry if it’s awful. Also, I don’t know their actual tour manager’s name; I just made one up.

The five of you were sat around the lounge of the tour bus on your way to Cleveland, having just left Detroit. After Jake, their normal tour manager, had to fly home when his wife went into labor, you had taken on the role. It worked out well - you’d been friends with the band for a long time, had done many tours with them as a merch girl, so the transition was a smooth one for all involved.

Nick and Jamie were busy playing Playstation, while Alex, whose lap your feet were currently resting in, was busy with emails, leaving you and Matt to occupy yourselves. After studying Alex’s side profile for a bit, the perfect cupid’s bow of his lips, the cut of his jaw, the slope of his nose, to the perfectly gelled quiff that fell across his furrowed brow, you quickly typed out a message to Matt.

Who’d have ever thought that Alex Turner would become a sex symbol. What a tool.

His phone chimed in his pocket as he dozed on the other couch and he reached it out, typing in his passcode curiously before snorting. It was a joke, he knew that; Alex was one of your dearest friends, but he had adopted a bit more of a rock star attitude since AM had dropped. His speech at the BRIT Awards had been almost cringe worthy, and neither you nor the rest of the band would let him live it down.

Total tool. And, I’ve been dying to say this, what’s with the 50s greaser get up?

At least he doesn’t look like a fifteen year old girl anymore, all gangly limbs and muppet hair.

Helders barked out a loud laugh, catching everyone’s attention, while you merely giggled. Satisfied that it wasn’t anything to distract them from their game, Nick and Jamie were quickly absorbed back into their own little world, but Alex eyed the two of you carefully.

“All right, then. What’re you two goin’ on about?”

“Nothing”

“Not a thing.”

You both answered rapidly, and simultaneously, making Alex all the more suspicious. But, he didn’t press the issue, returning to his attention to his phone. Then, there was another chime, from your own phone. You didn’t even have a moment to read the text before it was snatched out of your grasp.

Alex’s brows shot up in surprise and you waited for the inevitable scolding, but instead, he uttered the words, “Am I your lock screen?”

Fuck, you’d forgotten about that. It was a photo you had managed to take of him on stage, the lights forming a golden halo around his perfectly coiffed head, beams of light spreading out from the center. His eyes had been closed, his mouth seductively close to the microphone, while the top few buttons of his black dress shirt were undone, revealing the chain he always wore. Quite simply, he looked radiantly beautiful.

You blushed and attempted to take the phone back from him, but he held you at arms length, the phone just out of reach, as he asked again. It made your throat go dry, your tongue suddenly feeling too large for your mouth and you knitted your brows together as he implored you to answer with those beautiful, large brown eyes.

The other three excused themselves, pretending to be tired, weaving their way back to their bunks to give the two of you privacy.

“I liked the photo,” you croaked, and technically it wasn’t a lie. You loved the photo. But he knew there was more to it than that. “Alex, I, uh… fuck.”

There was a subtle quirk of his brow, his perfect lips parting on a sigh. “Jus’ be honest wif me. Whatever it is.”

“Okay,” you swallowed, taking a deep breath, “firstly, I really do like the photo.”

“An’ secondly?”

“Secondly… I don’t know what you want me to say, Alex. I… like more than the photo. I like you.”

“So, I’m not a tool then?” His tone was light, teasing, and you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of you.

“You are if you don’t kiss me,” you challenged. He tugged your ankles until you were close enough that he could cup the back of your neck, slowly moving in until his lips were flush against your own. His were so soft, you kissed back, opening to him and felt his tongue flicker across your bottom lip, before sweeping over your tongue. After a few moments, you each pulled back for air. “So not a tool.”

He laughed, kissing you again.

#alex turner #alex turner x reader #arctic monkeys #drabble #drabble request #deartomhardy

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userlando · 5 years

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deartomhardy → aifiesolomons

in honor of peaky blinders season 5 starting tomorrow, i’ve decided to switch urls for a few days (maybe weeks). this is not a permanent change, only a temporary one seeing as i’m way too attached to my old url!!

i still track #deartomhardy as usual!

friends, mutuals.. please signal boost just to avoid confusion ♡

tagging some mutuals: @babylevines @scottmccallmeishmael @babylevines @n3shama @acciostilinski @starkparker @stuart-townsend @bigbyswolfs @fassbevder @tonystarkz @shxrirogers @empirehayley @ramvers@idesiretomhardy @jakechillenhaal @purelypeaky @cptniron @awstark @soldierwinters

#url change #sb #deartomhardy

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princekendallroy · 5 years

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Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

#thardyedit #marveledit #venomedit #tomhardyedit #fyeahmarvel #marveladdicts #dailymarvel #dailymarvelheroes #userleti #useragnieszka #deartomhardy #useridanna #userhayf #venom #eddie brock #mygifs #myedit

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