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angel-inked · 2 years ago
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I love this!!! 🖤
Imagine nights and mornings with Tommy Conlon
(Just a little imagine, as promised ❤)
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Tommy arrived late at night and quietly opened the apartment door; the house was silent and all the lights were off. You could hear him walking around, although he tried not to make much noise. His body was tired and achy, muscles painfully sore after an entire day of intense training; he really needed a hot shower to wash the remnants of a long day spent in Boyd’s gym, before going to sleep.
A moment later, he joined you in bed, hugging his strong arms around you; you were immediately consumed by his warmth. His nose was softly pressed against the side of your neck, as he sighed in a mix of exhaustion and the delight of finally holding you in his arms.
You turned to face him, slipping one leg over his and rubbing your nose against his chest, taking in his lovely scent.
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alfiestreacle · 3 months ago
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my bb tommy 🎀
sobbing.
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potter-solomons · 9 months ago
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tommy.
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@wooood1 dahling.
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jks1uv · 8 days ago
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𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑙 ; tommy riordan | one-shot |
summary: you’re visited by the love and loss of your life after he walked away a decade ago.
pairing: tommy riordan x vsangel!reader.
trope: estranged childhood best friends to lovers.
genre: angst + fluff + hurt & comfort + romance.
warnings‼️: a 3 year age gap (reader is 22 & tommy is 25) + crude language + a kiss scene + a suggestive line towards reader as a model (some guy says she’s fine) + a minor detail describing a small part of the daily routine of a marine which may be inaccurate.
word count: 3,680.
random disclaimerrr: me when tom hardy: 😍😍 happy reading! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ♡ © 2024 @jks1uv
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you & tommy were the best of friends. inseparable at the tender ages of 5 & 8.
you two were neighbors and your family consists of 4; mom, dad, you, and your little sister.
tommy and brendan had a bigger age gap than you and your sister but whenever you girls would be out in the yard, tommy would feel the itch to go out and play in his little hands.
he knew y’all were younger than him but that didn’t discourage his curiosity.
“um, is… is it okay if i can play with you?” he asked hesitantly.
you and your little sister look towards the voice and find a boy older than the two of you standing by his front porch, looking bashful.
you nodded enthusiastically, so excited to make a new friend. “yes!” you exclaimed as you grab his hand and drag him along your front yard.
ever since then, the two of you were joined at the hip.
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tommy would come over to your house often due to the close nature of your friendship.
you may have been 12 at the time but you were wise, and that made it easier for him to confide in you.
“he’s drunk. again.” he shook his head and chuckled bitterly.
your eyes were soft and sorry. you wish he wouldn’t think pitying him was a bad thing.
you lace your hands with his and insist on watching a movie while snacking on his favorite things.
“you can spend the night. if you want?”
it was second nature to go above and beyond for him, but it was second nature for him to deny your kindness. you never understood why.
“nah, i gotta get back to my mom.” and you smiled at that.
one thing about tommy? he’s a great son to his mother.
they say it gets worse before it gets better and that was certainly the case for tommy. he and his mother had been pushed to their limits. they both packed their bags and never looked back at pittsburgh ever again.
you were devastated, heartbroken. you couldn’t believe your best friend just up and left without even saying goodbye.
you figured it was because of his father, paddy, but you never knew he’d be behind pushing your best friend away from you.
you harbored a secret anger towards him whenever tommy would spill his guts out but in this moment? you resented him.
paddy was the sole reason your other half, your soulmate was gone.
you never even got to tell tommy how you really felt about him.
tommy told you his secrets and you shared yours. you were never this close to a person, ever. your little sister is an exception but of course she’s gonna know you better than you know yourself. she’s your blood, but tommy isn’t. he’s someone who’s seen what the inside of your heart looks like and he hadn’t judged you one bit for it.
tommy is your first love, but he was also the loss of your life.
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10 years later, present-day:
“standby y/n.”
you're nervous as fuck and rightfully so. in addition to this being the first time you open a victoria’s secret fashion show, you're wearing your first fantasy bra to do it.
that’s a lot more firsts a girl can hope for!
you’re just a couple of minutes away from so many things happening tonight. tripping and twisting your ankle, falling on your face and the internet never letting you live it down, or worse: never getting another chance to model for victoria's secret ever again.
well, there goes your career! over before it even started all because of some heels or the floor or the lights or some other, valid yet non-excusable reason.
you take a deep breath in and exhale through your lips forming an ‘o’ shape. you close your eyes and join your hands together to pray silently with the few seconds you have left.
please, please, please don’t let me fuck this up. please.
you hear ariana grande belt out the few lines before the chrous of ‘dangerous woman’ out front. you make a mental note to ask for a photo and autograph when you see her later.
“go, y/n!” showtime.
it’s muscle memory for your hands to place themselves on your hips as you make your way down the large, well-lit, glittery floor.
perfect timing to make your appearance as the chorus of the song plays on.
cheers and screams erupt from the seats as you stand tall and concentrate on moving your ankles in front of the other.
you’re at the middle of the runway when you tug on a strap and large, black, feathery wings make their appearance. more encore from the venue & you can’t help but feel like that bitch.
when you make it to the end of the runway, you turn your chin down a bit and let your eyes do the talking. they’re outlined with black eyeliner and highlighted with silver and black eyeshadow, blended so nicely together.
the theme for your fantasy bra is “black swan” and it’s perfect for you as that’s the energy you’re known to give off. dark feminine, mysterious and unpredictable.
you pause for a few seconds to pose and let your side profile hang in the camera angle for a bit before you turn to the side. you make a full 360. you eye the camera on the side, offering one last glimpse before you’re on your way backstage.
you let the crowd fuel you as you depart and hope you looked your very best.
you know only angels get to wear wings and you know it’s a privilege to get to do both; be an angel and wear wings.
you were signed as a victoria’s secret model at 18 and worked very hard for 3 years to earn your title as an ‘angel’. at 21, you were gifted an opportunity so many girls only dream of.
the rest of the girls backstage practically flood the room with excited shrieks, warm hugs and elated faces.
you were the youngest of the batch and had so much yet to learn but they all treated you as their baby.
“you killed it out there!”
“so beyond proud of you, babe.”
“there she is! the highlight of tonight.”
“our black swan did so beautiful!” and there were so many more words of encouragement that made you spill so many tears but you did it! the hard part was over.
now you can change into other lingerie and wings and just be content with the fact that you did it. you. did. it.
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after the show was successfully complete (and ariana grande came asking for a photo), a celebration in the form of drinks were obviously in order.
you’re out with ur sister and you deem it’s baddie baddie shot o’clock.
“girl, save some for your birthday.” your sister laughed.
you just sent her a toothy grin and shrugged. “we’ll just drink some more when it gets here.”
your 23rd birthday is still some time away but you weren’t thinking about that tonight.
“HOLY SHIT, IS THAT TOMMY?!”
yup. that’s what you were thinking about. the boy who left pittsburgh and took a piece of your heart with him.
your neck snaps up at the name and you see him for the first time in forever.
he’s here. in the flesh, and not on television breaking some guy's jaw. he's about 10 ppl away from you.
your heart stops.
your breathing stops.
time stops and all of a sudden, you’re a little kid again forming a memorable friendship with the neighbors youngest son.
he’s wearing a white tank top under a baggy, black zip-up jacket with a pair of black sweatpants.
his baby blues are darting from one person to the next, an unnoticeable smile on his face as people come up to him and say nice things with proud smiles on their faces.
you think he looks good. a bit uncomfortable and edgy, but he looks like he’s been taking good care of himself.
you begrudgingly look away from him and blink rapidly to keep your tears from falling.
your sister puts a comforting hand on your shoulder, begging you to go up to him and rekindle what may be lost but you silently plead with her to just let you have this.
you don’t have it in you to go up to him and make small talk, act like the last 10 years didn’t happen.
at least not tonight.
she indulges you and the two of you quietly leave the bar. unaware of the stunned pair of eyes that want so desperately for you to turn around to see what’s slipping away.
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you wake up with a headache but it's not from a hangover. it's from crying yourself to sleep.
you couldn't believe yourself. how did you miss the one chance you've been so desperately praying for? how did you walk out and away from him?
like he did you.
you sigh and drink some water from your nightstand before getting ready.
you shower and eat and think about going to just drive around town as you haven't been back in 3 years.
should you also go see him? maybe he's still here?
or maybe he left. again.
you shake your head away from those thoughts, no matter how possible they may be. you're gonna go out there and find him and... well, you'll figure out the rest of the plan when you see him.
the sound of the doorbell ringing catches your attention. your sister left for work and said she won't be back until 6.
you grab your keys and purse and make your way to the door, hoping it's a girl scout with cookies or something.
but of course, surprise, surprise. the universe says “nuh uh!” and behold! it's the very thing you ran away from. this time, just a couple of steps away from touching you.
“tommy?” you breathe out in disbelief.
he blinks slowly and your stomach feels funny. like all the adrenaline in you is swarming in your intestines, daring you to move your body. without thinking, you accept the challenge.
you jump out at him and crush him in the biggest hug you've ever given and the vigor of it knocks his balance off a bit. you hear him grunt in surprise and your arms are wrapped around his neck in a vice grip. like if you loosen them even a little, he'll disappear again.
hot tears brim along your eyes. you close them tightly and let them slide down your cheeks anyway, feeling them trail a path down your face.
his hands slowly rise towards your figure and he's unsure where to put them. he's never hugged or been hugged like this. even when he made up with brendan, it was different. but why is this different? it it because it's you and not his no-longer-estranged older brother?
he hugs you back. one hand is across your hip and the other is your shoulder blade in his palm. he slides his face into the crevice of your neck and noses your collarbone in a silent apology. you sniffle as you accept it.
“i'm sorry.” he croaks out.
you shake your head, to tell him he doesn't have to be but he insists.
“i shoulda came to see you but-” he cuts himself off.
he sighs and moves his face back, prompting you to do the same.
you look at him with watery eyes and his eyes dart around your face. like he's memorizing it. his eyebrows come together and form lines on his forehead. you know he does that when he's thinking really hard about something.
“the truth is,”
you let go of his neck and his cradles your face in his hands.
“i knew i wouldn't be able to leave if i saw you.” and when he drops that bomb on you, you can't help but stitch your wobbly lips together in a smile.
it doesn't reach your eyes though, and that's how he knows you missed him just as much as he missed you.
“but i woulda understood why.”
and he knows that, of course he knows. he also knows that the second he would've seen those tears in your eyes, he would've broken his resolve. and how could he not? you break his heart when you cry.
he wipes your tears with his thumbs.
“i know.” he murmurs.
he pulls you into him once more with a hand on your neck and you cry softly, unbeknownst to you that he's forcing himself to brave through his teary eyes.
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“oh my god, you're so old.” you giggle.
“and you're so young.” he bites with no heat.
you invited tommy in and changed, finding your mission successful. the current conversation is about how different life has been for the both of you.
“so i guess we're both kinda like celebrities, huh. you tap your nails against the sofa arm.
“more you than me.” his lips split open in a toothy grin.
you smile back and think how great this all is. there's no sign of forced conversation, he's as relaxed as he can be and you are happy.
tommy stares at you and finds himself seeing all the things he's missed. he finds all the years he's missed in your face, all the places you've been in your eyes and all the joy you've experienced in your lips.
the truth is, he saw you on tv every time you were in a show. even back when you just modeled for any show before you were officially signed on as an angel.
his unit members would tease him but he didn't care. you were on national television and to him? you were amazing.
if anyone said anything about any woman in a suggestive tone, he'd say something anyway but he never played about you.
“damn, she's fine.”
if looks can kill, you wouldn't wanna be that guy. because tommy could kill with his bare hands just as well.
alas, that was the only warning that poor chap got before it was lights out. all because he couldn't keep his thoughts in his head. he just had to air it out to everyone.
tommy slept good that night, too.
“whatcha thinkin’ ‘bout?” you pull him away from his memories.
he deeply exhales and looks away from you, fiddling with his chain around his neck.
“i watched all your shows.” he murmurs.
you still heard it though and you show it by the way your face is beaming.
“really?”
you’re elated because you were on his mind just as much as he was on yours.
he nods, still refusing eye contact. but it’s okay.
you scoot a bit closer to him and your knees are folded under you, touching his thigh. he stops fiddling with his chain and eyes your hands on your knees. slowly but surely, his eyes lock onto yours and he sees how happy you are.
“i didn’t know they allowed people to watch tv over there.” you can’t help your grin.
your head tilts to the side a little as he explains how everyone shares one tv and there’s a daily time limit to how much tv they can watch.
“wait, so, you even watched the shows i did before i was exclusive to victoria’s secret?”
“every single one.”
that made your heart swoon. your crush on him never left but this amplified it.
you had guys try to hit on you and say a line or two to get your number (or something else) but they weren’t tommy.
he haunted your life.
“why didn’t you ever call?”
you didn’t want to ruin the mood but this has been sitting on your mind the second you let him in. you don’t know if he feels it, too.
“why’d you leave the bar?”
you quirk up an eyebrow at his quick yet witty retort.
touché.
this has been weighing on him for quite some time, too.
“i didn’t know how to face you… i guess i was overwhelmed.” you answer, ashamed.
he nods like he was satisfied in your answer.
“same.”
you look at him, unsatisfied with his lack of explanation.
“i never called because i thought you might’ve hated me.” he admits.
you’re offended and you don’t hide it.
did he really think his friendship meant that little to you? so little, that you wouldn’t understand?
he sees the look on your face and shakes head, as if he was answering your questions.
“no, wait, it’s not like that-”
“i could never hate you.”
there’s a softness in your voice as you say the words he’s been longing for. it soothes the wave of self-loathing washing over the shore of his heart.
all he’s wanted to hear, to know; is that you don’t hate him.
your knees slide out from under you and you cross your legs together, facing him.
“i honestly thought you forgot about me-”
“never.” he says so instantly, like that idea is so absurd and bizarre.
to him? it is.
“i could never, ever forget about you.”
now it was his turn to be offended.
how could you assume he’d ever forget about you? the same you that never let him down? the same you that always had a place for him in your mind and heart? that you?
you sigh softly and look down at your hands. you’re unsure where to go now.
“okay.” you nod.
“okay.” he asserted.
you huff out a laugh from your scrunched up nose and your smile threatens your unbothered demeanor.
tommy smiles back, a tight-lipped one but a smile nonetheless.
he gazes into your eyes and they drift to your lips on their own accord. like a magnet, they’re drawn to your mouth and your eyes are drawn to his.
he hesitantly leans in a bit, giving you time and space to back off if you’d like but you’re frozen.
you gulp and meet his eyes and he whispers, “i’ve liked you for the longest time.”.
that makes your heart leap out of your chest. all these years you’ve been crushing on this big, tough guy, not knowing he’s liked you back?
“since when?” you’re so starstruck.
he smiles bashfully, a faint red blush painting his cheeks. as uncharacteristic as this looks, you weren’t about to let this phenomenon go to waste by looking away.
“since that day i asked if i could play.”
your eyes widen and your jaw goes slack.
this endearing motherfucker.
“i… i’ve been crushin’ on you, too.” you admit.
you can’t look at him. you don’t know why you feel this way. maybe it’s because you’ve never been this vulnerable with a man before.
“don’t go all shy on me now.” he teases.
he moves his head to catch your gaze.
you smack your teeth and halfheartedly hit his shoulder with your knuckles.
he brings his head towards you once more and aligns his forehead with yours. you close your eyes at the contact and he asks, “can i kiss you?”.
you nod faintly, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders.
his palms rest on the curve of your waist and he kisses you like he’s making up for all lost time.
he’s gentle, letting you set the pace, letting you take control.
but there’s something else you need to know.
your head tilts back a bit and he chases you, dazed and not a single thought behind his eyes other than kissing you forever if you’d let him.
“easy, tiger.” an airy chuckle leaves your lips and you set a hand on his chest.
he lazily smiles and places his hand over yours. he kisses your forehead and cheeks. tommy sounds out an exaggerated ‘mwah!’ as he gives your lips one last kiss.
it makes you smile, tommy being so affectionate. a stark contrast to his demeanor in the public but you think he’s one of those “tough guy with a soft heart” kind of guy.
“i want you to stay.”
he pauses his actions and slowly backs up to meet your eyes.
“you stayin’ here?” he asks curiously.
“for the time being.” you interlock your fingers with his.
he nods and says, “what you really mean to say is; you want me to come with you.”
you purse your lips sheepishly. tommy thinks about it for a moment.
“new york city?”
“mhm.”
you’re nervous. was that an impulsive move? or is that question a result of your fear; him leaving just as fast as he showed up?
he deeply inhales and blows a raspberry, simulating a worried persona.
“okay.” he decides a beat later.
you blink and shake your head, getting whiplash from his behavior.
“wait, what?!”
“i was gonna come visit you anyway but this sounds better.” he nods like he’s made up his mind.
tommy says things like this like it’s the most obvious thing in the world and to him, they are.
but for you, this is a commitment. a promise. something you can’t turn back from and you convey that to him.
“tommy,” you begin. “this is a very big and important adjustment. we’re moving in, together.”
“what else would i be doin’? where else would i be?”
“for starters, your family is here. i know you’ve made up with brenadan so i figured…” you trail off and hope tommy can fill in the rest.
a lopsided smirk is drawn to his handsome, smug face and he holds your hands.
“that’s sweet and you’re right. but he chose when and where to make his family and i’m tellin’ you; there’s no place i’d rather be.”
he says is so intrinsically that your heart wills no choice but to believe him. there’s a silent promise in his words, one that he hopes you hear him make.
i’m not leaving you again.
“…okay.” you muse.
“okay.” he settles with a quick kiss to your lips.
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tomhardymyking · 8 months ago
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𝗧𝗼𝗺 as 𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗻 / 𝗥𝗶𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗻 in the 2011 film 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓 ❤️‍🔥
For my birthday I watch a different (or it depends) 𝗧𝗼𝗺 film and I remember that I watched this one for the first time on one of my birthdays 🥰
I remember it with great affection 💖
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𝗧𝗼𝗺 como 𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗻 / 𝗥𝗶𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗻 en en la película 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓 de 2011 ❤️‍🔥
Para el día de mi cumpleaños veo una película diferente (o depende) de 𝗧𝗼𝗺 y recuerdo que ésta la vi por primera vez en uno de mis cumpleaños 🥰
Lo recuerdo con mucho cariño 💖
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dandelionfool · 1 year ago
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completed one of my regular warrior (2011) rewatches last week
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angel-inked · 1 year ago
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Bet I make you smile
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This is part of a one-shot that I have in my notes app lol, basically Tommy and !reader are preparing for a formal event. What kind of formal event, you ask? Well, you'll have to wait for that 😉
Taglist: @vvkingofgaybisciutsvv @thequeenofthewinter @thedevilshardy @mollybegger-blog @wandawiccan60 @cameleonhardyfan63 @inkwolvesandcoffee @liliac-dreamer @potter-solomons
You stepped back to assess your work, Tommy's stoicism still relayed the miserable feeling in his eyes. "Bet you ten bucks I make you smile before the end of the night." You smirked playfully. Tommy grunted quietly, "you've got a better chance in hell.." he grumbled bitterly, his soft voice trailed off as he fidgeted with the gold cufflink that bore the US marine core emblem on his right wrist. He turned to face the bed, glancing at Brendan and nodding toward the door. Brendan narrowed his eyes, you recognized his confusion. "He wants you to leave so I can change." You explained, unzipping Tommy's duffel bag that you had stuffed both yours and his clothes in and gestured to the faded ripped blue jeans and the sage green tee-shirt you currently wore. "Of course," Brendan nodded awkwardly, "you do look very nice Tommy." He added on his way out in a vague attempt at pleasantries with his younger brother. Tommy nodded but offered no other reply. The room fell quiet after the door shut, the only sound being the ruffling of fabric as you dug around in the duffel bag, Tommy loyally and silently stood guard as you changed.
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rose-like-the-phoenix · 10 months ago
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Me watching a movie scene by scene and pausing every few minutes because my brain is going ndijshdgdvdudbbdjdpmwuwdbd the whole time
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bruneambre · 7 days ago
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hii! i saw u reblogged my tommy riordan one-shot & i just wanna say tysm for the note!! im so glad u liked it 🩷
Hi !! You're very welcome 🥰 I really liked your story, it’s so cute! And Tommy is my favorite Tom's character, it's always a pleasure to find stories about him ❤️
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texaschainsawmascara · 1 year ago
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Tom Hardy in Warrior is something else Warrior Tom Hardy has me in a chokehold Warrior (2011) starring Tom Hardy is so special to me Tom Hardy in Warrior (2011) is a whole 5 course dinner and desse
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bruneambre · 3 days ago
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Cutest big boy :3
check the source link or HERE for #210 gifs of 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 as 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧 in 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 2011. all gifs were made entirely from scratch by me for role playing purposes. please REBLOG this post if you found it useful and check my rules for more info.
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potter-solomons · 1 year ago
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It's not my fault I need to fuck him. It's his.
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tomhardymyking · 1 year ago
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I woke up thinking about 𝗧𝗼𝗺 in this film and I haven't stopped ❤️‍🔥 So I couldn't help but make a post about this character 🥵💓
I look forward to watching 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓 again for this "subplot" 😏👌🏻🔥
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Me desperté pensando en 𝗧𝗼𝗺 en esta película y no he dejado de hacerlo ❤️‍🔥 Así que no pude evitar hacer una publicación sobre este personaje 🥵💓
Tengo muchas ganas de volver a ver 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓 por esta "subtrama" 😏👌🏻🔥
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rose-like-the-phoenix · 2 years ago
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Is it just me or does the facial expressions between Tommy and my dog Buffy look similar in these images 🤔 😅
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potter-solomons · 2 years ago
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I WANT TO SWIRL MY TONGUE UP DOWN AND AROUND HIS HAPPY TRAIL UNTIL HE'S BEGGING ME TO MOVE JUST A COUPLE OF INCHES DOWN.
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tomhardymyking · 1 year ago
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“𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑐𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟.” 🎭
I will never forget the happiness and surprise I got when I saw someone with it tattooed during my holiday 😍💖 Let's just say I didn't know it was a tattoo that already existed and I thought it was one exclusive to 𝗧𝗼𝗺 like many others he has until I found more about it after I saw it ☺️
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“𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑟𝑖𝑒 𝑎𝒉𝑜𝑟𝑎, 𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑠.” 🎭
Nunca me olvidaré de la felicidad y sorpresa que me llevé cuando se lo vi a alguien tatuado durante mis vacaciones 😍💖 Digamos que no sabía que era un tatuaje que ya existía y que pensaba que era uno exclusivo de 𝗧𝗼𝗺 como muchos otros que tiene hasta que busqué más sobre él después de que lo vi ☺️
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