Did You Mean:
The entire, like… five minute opening sequence of Only Lovers Left Alive where he’s shirtless and strumming a Lute?
Because I think that if you didn’t, you will now.
no. i did not. what does tom hiddleston in only lovers left alive have to do with these gifs. please leave
Oh goodness! It looks like a reblog I did specifically for a friend got into the wild, and someone removed context, and then someone else got touchy.
Such is tumblr. Too bad. I’m reblogging this again just to have it all up on my dash - haters gon’ hate.
except it’s not a gifset about Tom or OLLA, it’s a gifset about Chris and The Dark World, there was no reason for you to reblog and add Tom to it
Tom doesmn’t have to be in everything this is a gifset about Chris
And Thor-Cat is the OP, in case you’re wondering exactly who ””got touchy””’
make your own post about Tom
Not everything has to be about Tom
At 74K+ notes, I’m shocked that it’s a thing.
The post I reblogged had been tagged specifically inquiring as to whether something like that OLLA gif existed, and the grievous injury that would be done upon the movie theaters by rabid fangirls if it did. Sadly, I neglected to include the tags in my post, inadvertently removing context. Then even more context got removed by later rebloggers when (as things do) a post escaped into the wild.
If my using a major feature of the site (reblogging) has caused someone distress? I can only apologize for the distress - but I will absolutely not apologize for having an A and B “conversation” that a third and now fourth party (and probably other people sweeping in to be peevish) entered into with a peeved attitude.
Not everything IS about Mr. Humblebumblewiddleston - sometimes it’s about two people having a conversation and other people only hearing half of it and greatly misunderstanding the intent. Because it wasn’t intended for them. And then of course misunderstanding UTTERLY my desire to put it back on my completely not-a-fandom-blog.
I happily invite you , and the OP, and anyone else offended by my utterly separate conversation, to place me on block, so as to never run the ill chance of overhearing communication, misinterpreting it, and being upset by it again.