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Tom Hardy as Michael Peterson (Charles Bronson)

BRONSON (2008)

Dir. Nicolas Winding Refn

[junijupi]

the way i do style studies is so needlessly complex 😭

I draw a realistic version and then trace over it w stylized features 🙁 takes so long and for what

[thenwhatthefukcisthis]

i am LIVING for your pfp + header combo!!

that makes two of us! :D

are they about to be stood up by their respective blind dates and soon to bump in to each other?

are they a married couple reluctantly investigating a murder at a cruise ship they booked for their 15th anniversary?

are they wearing their revenge-suits to get back at each other after a bitter divorce? (spoiler alert: they reconcile)

are they a couple of con men who is strutting in to their biggest job to date, to con each other?

are they walking in to officiate Philipa’s wedding as his godfathers?

are they dreamshare legends who are finally taking another inception after their first, while being on rival teams?

[anadelaney79]

Hi love I have a Tom request:) the reader is interviewing Tom about his movies or whatever and he just falls in love with her and then later on everyone’s talking about how interested he look in her interview and shipping the two<3

Small Talk

I love getting requests! But, I have to say, I didn't follow this one exactly as has been asked. Hope you like it though 🤓

Pairing: Tom Hardy x Reader

Words: 1420

Warnings: None. Just pure tension!

A/N: As usual, I'm really sorry about all the spelling mistakes, as english is not my main language.

Title: Small talk

"Over here, please". The huge man with the handy in one hand and the headphones hanging from his neck guides you through the main hall of the Hotel. From where you are, you can see the spotlights that illuminate the small set where the director and the main actor are giving the interviews to the accredited journalists.

"I have journalist number 18," he says through the handy to someone on the other side. "Ok, we're ready" they reply in a distorted voice from the other side. You adjust your dress and make your way past the two cameras that are mounted on tripods.

There he is. The one and only Tom Hardy, your favorite actor, sitting with his legs spread out on the chair. You can't believe you get to interview him. You feel nervous and anxious, but you try to hide it.

He doesn't see you coming, because he is concentrated at reading something in a phone that his assistant is holding next to him. She looks at you and gives you a little nod, and you smile back at her.

It is just at that moment that Tom raises his eyes to you. He looks at nothing but your eyes, and then he slightly lowers his gaze to your mouth. You smile at him and introduce yourself, "Hello, Mr. Hardy. Nice to meet you. My name is Y/N."

"Pleased to meet you," he tells you, clearing his throat. You feel faint at the deep voice that characterizes him, one of the things you like most about him. "But please, call me Tom." he says smiling, and stands up to take your hand in his. He squeezes it gently between both of his hands, and a tingle runs through you. You feel that he holds your hand a little longer than he should, but the thought passes quickly when the director of the film appears and sits in the empty chair next to him.

"Okay, we can start with the questions in 3, 2, 1… Let's go!", shouts a voice from behind the scenes, and you settle in your seat to start interviewing them. The first questions are for the director of the film, and although you try to concentrate on what he is telling you, you can't help but feel Tom's eyes on you, insistently. He seems nervous, moving in his chair nonstop until he starts taking off some clothes: first his sweatshirt, then a long-sleeved t-shirt, then his cap… until he takes his vaper out of a back pocket and that seems to calm him down. He fixes his eyes on you when you speak and when you listen, and his gaze goes up and down from your face, all over your body.

You feel the heat rise throughout your body. It's Tom Hardy, you should feel lucky that he lives in the same Universe as you. However, there he is, looking at you as if he wanted to devour you whole. Every time your eyes and his meet you shift in your seat, almost feeling the tension between you and him. Are you imagining it? What's going on? Is he always so intense at interviews? You cross your legs and he lets out a puff of his vaper, along with a growl deep in his throat.

"I'm sorry," he suddenly says, putting one of his hands on the director's knee to make him stop talking, "but I must say those shoes are spectacular."

You're not going to play dumb: you put them on hoping he would see them, because you knew his world famous shoe fetish. But you never thought that he would.

You look at him and you feel your face turning red. Then you look at your shoes. They are black open toe shoes, with a small patent leather bow on the front and an infinite stiletto heel.

A voice shouts again "We have a problem with the mic, will be recording in ten minutes!". The director immediately picks up his phone as he stands up and walks behind the scenes, getting lost in the darkness of the backstage. The little crowd invades the space again around Tom, and he says laughing out loud "I'm fine, you can relax, I don't need more make up". The woman that was talking non stop (you asume is his secretary) looks at you up and down and then looks at him. "Everybody out of here" she says, not looking happy at all.

Tom's gaze pierces your eyes like two flaming missiles as soon as the entourage around him goes behind the scenes. He lifts the vaper to his lips, and you watch him inhale the vapor as if you're in a trance. His full lips enveloping the mouthpiece, his eyes narrowing at the taste on his tongue, his flexed arm marking the voluptuous bicep... You shake your head trying to come back to reality, and look down at your notes, trying to do something other than embarrass yourself.

"Do you have many questions there?", he asks you

"Just a few more. They don't give us much time to ask everything we would like", you reply.

"And what would you like to ask me that is not in your notes?" he says leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees and leaving his hands clasped in front, holding the vaper, creating an almost intimate atmosphere between you and him.

"I could not tell…"

"Think. We have… well... nine minutes until they fix the microphone."

You bite your lip nervously, and he scans them with his gaze.

"I would like to know why you always kept your private life so private"

"Because it's private"

"Many actors reveal something of their life. That generates a commitment with the audience"

"I do not do that"

"Why?"

"Because I'm not like many actors"

"That's not an answer"

"I like to protect those who are in my life. Those who are already in it..." hisvoice grows softer before he continues speaking ..."and those who are entering for the first time"

"Do you feel like you have to protect them?"

"Without a doubt"

"And who protects you?"

"Myself"

"That is unfair"

"It's who I am"

He leans back in his chair and brings the vaper to his lips again, releasing a wisp of white vapor in front of his face. You cross your legs to the other side, and again he seems to vibrate when looking at your calves and your feet, finished in the shiny black shoes.

"I was honest with you," he says, as he spreads his legs out on the chair "now I want you to be honest with me."

"Me? How so?"

"I am going to ask you a question and you will answer with the truth and only the truth. Like a little game"

You nod.

"Why did you wear those shoes today?"

You feel your throat burning, and the heat going up, enveloping your cheeks that feel red, on fire. You swallow before you speak.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Let me rephrase the question. Why did you choose those shoes for today?"

He leans forward again, his eyes shining in anticipation of your response. He knows.

"Think about what you are going to answer", he smiles as he speak.

Either you play with this, or you run off the set and never come back. But you're not one to run away. So you take a deep breath.

"Are you challenging me, Mr. Hardy?" you answer, and you feel your heart galloping inside your chest. He knows, and you know. You both are playing the game.

"Definitely," he says almost in a small voice, low and guttural.

"I chosed these shoes for today, because they go with my dress...", you take a short pause and observe his reaction to your words. You can see his eyes lose the mischief they had just a second ago, his smile instantly flatten "...and because I knew you would like them" you whisper, leaning forward.

He smiles. He captures his lower lip between his teeth and gently releases it, looking into your eyes.

"You knew it well"

"We are ready to continue!" the voice shouts from the darkness. The director of the film appears and takes his seat again. But you both do not stop looking at each other with malice and amusement.

"Have I lost something?" he says, confused.

"Oh no…" Tom pats the director's knee, smiling. "A very interesting talk about fashion, which I would like to continue after the interview"

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