i get so mad when i’m watching tv and an oxyclean or kaboom commercial comes on, and it’s obviously billy mays in the commercial, but they’ve dubbed it over with some…
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Story of a Five Year-Old Avenger, Meeting the Avengers
“Hi, Loki!” my wife said (100% sure she didn’t know Tim Hiddleston’s name). “Can my son get a picture with you?” she asked. “Can I put him on my shoulders?” Loki asks. “Um … okay?” is Jill’s response and hands Tom Hiddleston our son. He hoists him up on to his shoulders (I should mention that this guy is like 8 feet tall), and my wife takes out her Blackberry, only to find that it’s on its last battery leg. Nonetheless she manages to get a couple of shots. Hiddleston puts Edison down, shakes his hand and says goodbye…
… Evans crouches down next to Edison, who extends his hand and shakes the hand of The First Avenger. “Can I see your shield?” Evans asks and Edison hands his battered toy shield over. “Wow, you’re getting a lot of use out of this. You fighting a lot of bad guys with this?” he asks. Chris Evans and Edison proceed to have a conversation about the finer points of shields and fighting the enemy.
“Can I put him on my shoulders?”
“Can I put him on my shoulders?”
“Can I put him on my shoulders?”
I fucking want this right fucking now I don’t know where to order one but I don’t care.
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Well so does Loki apparently.Superwhoavengerlock
“What have I to fear?”
HOLY FUCKSHITTITSWANK YES THIS IS VERY GOOD OH MY LORD
YES GOOD THINGS GOOD THINGS INDEED
well i can die happy now
FUCK YES.
OMG Can you just imagine seeing them all in one place, one movie! Loki, Crowley, Moiarty, and the Master against The Avengers, Sam and Dean and Cas, and The Doctor! PLEASE CAN THIS BE REAL
Make the Unbreakable Vow!
Will you, Potterhead, continues to love Harry Potter for the rest of your life?
ALWAYS.
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Bright Star by John Keats
Tom Hiddleston
Tom Hiddleston reads Bright Star by John Keats
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
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