#celebrity lookalikes

[dizzyfizzydarling]

My Opinion: Celebrity Lookalikes #1

Singer/actress Sabrina Carpenter and Old Hollywood actress and singer Jane Powell!

[emotinalsupportturtle]

Alex Turner is looking more and more like a mix of James Mcavoy (either with long hair or a crew cut) and David Tennant (especially as s1, 11 years ago crowley)

[moreshamelessmilk]

soemoene said "melanie martinez vibes" but i hear gaga a lot & this feels more gaga to me

[redscharlach]

I mean...

The overdramatic goth one is soft for the sunshine one.

Wheat field next to a lavender field.

[doctorslippery]

Maria Teresa Tofano and Karen Gillian favor each other...a lot.

To the degree that I saw a partial nudity gif of Maria from 1971 and thought it was Karen. But karen was born in 1987.

[dizzyfizzydarling]

My Opinion: Celebrity Lookalikes #2

Singer Tori Kelly and Old Hollywood actress Lana Turner!

[celebtf]

TOM, THE LOOK-ALIKE AND THE SPIDER-SUIT

Jordan Johnson had built a small but loyal following online. His TikTok account had hundreds of thousands of followers, all captivated by one thing: his uncanny resemblance to Tom Holland.

From lip-syncing iconic Spider-Man lines to recreating Tom’s interviews, Jordan’s content thrived on the illusion. Fans bombarded his comment sections with excitement.

“OMG, you look EXACTLY like him!”

“Are you SURE you’re not his twin?”

“Better than the real thing!”

At first, the attention was exhilarating. Jordan leaned into the role, perfecting Tom’s mannerisms, studying his accent, and even buying clothes that matched Tom’s public appearances.

But as time went on, the praise began to sting.

“You’re just a look-alike,” one comment read. “Cool, but… you’re not him.”

Jordan’s content, once fun, became a bitter reminder of his second-place position in life. People loved him, but only because he reminded them of someone else. He wasn’t Jordan Johnson. He was “Fake Tom.”

The tipping point came when someone stopped him on the street.

“Oh my God, it’s you!” the stranger squealed, pulling out their phone. “I love your Spider-Man movies!”

Jordan opened his mouth to correct them but stopped. What was the point?

The fan took a selfie, thanked him, and walked away without a second glance.

Jordan stood there, seething.

“I’m done being second best,” he muttered under his breath.

That night, staring at the ceiling of his tiny apartment, Jordan came to a decision. He didn’t just want to look like Tom Holland. He wanted to be Tom Holland. And he would do whatever it took to make that happen.

For weeks, Jordan meticulously researched Tom Holland’s life. Social media posts, interviews, paparazzi photos—he gathered every scrap of information he could find. He learned Tom’s routines, his favorite coffee shop, even the layout of his home.

A plumbing issue Tom had mentioned in a recent interview gave Jordan the perfect in. He forged a work order, bought a janitor’s uniform, and prepared a special sedative designed to weaken Tom—just enough to make him vulnerable.

Jordan didn’t just want to meet Tom. He wanted to take everything from him—his fame, his fortune, his

Jordan’s hands trembled as he knocked on the door of Tom’s London home.

The door opened, and there he was. The real Tom Holland.

“Hello? Can I help you?” Tom asked, his voice warm and polite.

Jordan forced a smile. “I’m here to fix the pipes. Routine maintenance.”

Tom hesitated, then nodded. “Alright. Come in.”

Jordan followed him inside, clutching his toolbox tightly. Tom led him to the bathroom, chatting casually about the plumbing issue. Jordan nodded along, barely listening, his focus on the small vial hidden in his toolbox.

After a few minutes of fake tinkering, he made his move.

“Hey, before I go, do you mind if we take a photo? Big fan,” Jordan asked, feigning nervousness.

Tom chuckled. “Sure! Let me grab my phone.”

“No need,” Jordan said, pulling out his own. They posed for the photo, and Jordan snapped it, his smirk barely concealed.

“Thanks, mate,” he said, slipping the sedative into the faucet’s filter. He turned the water on, letting it run clear before leaving the room.

But he didn’t leave the house. Instead, he waited just outside the bathroom door, listening.

It didn’t take long. Jordan heard a sharp gasp, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the floor. He pushed the door open slightly and peered inside.

Tom was on his knees, clutching the sink, his face pale and drenched in sweat. His veins glowed faintly blue and red, spider-like patterns spreading across his skin.

“What’s… happening?” Tom choked, his voice trembling.

His muscles tensed and convulsed as the transformation took hold. The glow intensified, and the veins began to shift, forming the outlines of a Spider-Man suit. Tom’s skin seemed to liquefy, merging with the red and blue fabric that now covered his body.

Jordan watched, mesmerized, as Tom’s features softened. His face disappeared beneath the mask, his body shrinking slightly, losing its humanity.

Within moments, Tom was gone. Where he had been stood a perfect Spider-Man suit, limp and lifeless on the floor.

Jordan stepped inside, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Incredible,” he whispered, crouching beside the suit. He ran his fingers over the fabric, feeling its strange, almost organic texture.

“This is it,” he murmured, standing up and beginning to undress.

Jordan slid one leg into the suit, gasping as a surge of energy shot through him. His muscles tensed, growing stronger and more defined.

He pulled the suit over his thighs and waist, shivering as his body began to change. His stomach hardened into chiseled abs, his chest broadened, and his arms thickened with new strength.

“Unreal,” he whispered, flexing his hands as they grew larger, the veins more prominent.

He zipped up the suit, feeling it mold perfectly to his body. Finally, he pulled the mask over his face.

A warmth spread through him, and he felt his face shift. His cheekbones sharpened, his jawline squared, and his voice deepened into Tom’s unmistakable accent.

Jordan pulled off the mask and stared into the mirror.

“Holy…” He touched his face, his heart racing. The reflection was perfect. He was no longer Jordan Johnson.

He was Tom Holland.

Jordan turned to the empty space on the floor where the suit had been.

“Look at you now,” he sneered. “The great Tom Holland, reduced to nothing but fabric. You’re part of me now.”

He flexed his new muscles, admiring his reflection in the mirror.

“I’ll take your roles, your fans, your fame,” he said, his voice dripping with malice. “I’ll live your life better than you ever could. And no one will ever know.”

He adjusted the mask, slipping it back over his face.

“Thanks for the life, mate,” he said, his tone cruel. “I think I’ll enjoy it.”

With that, he walked out of the bathroom, now the star the world adored, leaving the real Tom behind—trapped forever as the suit Jordan now wore.

[sparkly-heretic]

I think it's those guys from Galaxy Quest

Long tailed Broadbills (Psarisomus dalhousiae), family Eurylaimidae, order Passeriformes, Mahananda Wildlife Sanctuary, WB, India

photograph by Krishna Gurung

[spooksier]

im glad everybody is seeing the comedy inherent in my american tma au and how many goddamn roadtrips those patriots would have to take. america is huge guys, i take your 3 hour roadtrip to great yarmouth and raise you this

they’d kill each other in that car

[spdraws]

Considering both The Librarians and Star Trek are franchises in Leverage canon, Harry is just existing with Noah Wyle's face, Eliot is stomping around with Christian Kane's face, and Chaos is just sneaking around the interwebs looking exactly like Wil Wheaton. You can't tell me Hardison hasn't made fun of them for their celeb lookalikes.

[ebee7bambi]

I've been told I look a bit like Britney

[marlinspirkhall]

I came back to this and was going to comment "pretty messed up of past me to use two photos of Matt Damon like that", but no, it literally is Phillip Seymour Hoffman; fucker got me again.

forget about chris pine i think matt daemon and chris pratt look so similar i've confused them while watching movies with them in it. i'll be like wow can't believe chris pratt played mr ripley or w/e like all of these men r literally just clones of each other n therefore endlessly replaceable

Oh god, The Talented Mr Ripley is a special case, because Matt Damon is supposed to look similar enough to the guy he's impersonating to pull it off (Jude Law), and then Philip Seymour Hoffman shows up and you're like. Thats the same guy :|

[man-i-love-folklore]

hozier lookalike contest tonight in my bedroom. be there or be square.

[average-emo-enigma]

Does anyone else see Cole Sprouse in him in this picture please tell me I’m not crazy

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

I think I'm funny

[someoftheday]

Is it Sebastian or Richard Madden? I mean, have we seen them in the same room?

Gifs by @i-love-movies