but what are you going to do next season

telcontari  asked:

Are you going to be posting spoilers for the new season? It's just I can't watch it until next week

OH YEAH, PSA to all my followers I am an animal with no self-control and I will be posting spoilers like a son of a bitch as soon as I see the episodes. HOWEVER, I will tag all spoilers as ‘Broadchurch spoilers’ so you can blacklist that. Or you can unfollow me until you watch it. Or just run for the hills and don’t come back. Do what you must in order to survive my thoughtless barrage of screams, stains and tears.

  • fans: hm. we've pretty much gotten everything we wanted so what's next?
  • fans: pair skating?
  • also fans: Victor and Yuuri living together?
  • also fans: Victor going back to competing?
  • also fans: Victor staying as coach?
  • also fans: more gay fluff??
  • YOI creators: done. you need anything else?
  • fans: wow. holy shit.
  • fans: ... season two?
  • YOI creators: done.
Wednesday: The only good day of the week
  • *On Tuesday*
  • Me: "I'll be gone tomorrow, teacher."
  • Teacher: "Ok. May I ask why?"
  • Me: "I'm not comfortable saying because it has to do with my religion."
  • Teacher: "Ok. I understand. Here's what we're doing tomorrow."
  • *The next day, Wednesday*
  • Me *wrapped in a blanket, watching Yuri On Ice on my laptop*: "Yaaaaas, Yuuri! Slaaaaayyy! OMG, Victor, why aren't you guys kissing!" *pterodactyl scream*
  • *The next day, Thursday*
  • Me: "I did the assignment, here you go."
  • Teacher: "Just so you know, I accept all religions. Let me know how I can accommodate for whatever religion you follow."
  • Me *sweating*: "Thanks. It's going to be a weekly occurrence for a couple of months until the season ends."
  • Teacher: "Season? Until winter ends?"
  • Me *sweating even more*: "Uhhhh, yes."

The more I think about it, the more and more beautiful it gets because like. Viktor was lost, he had no clue what he was going to do next season, but then this drunk, hot mess comes up and is like “you know what you should do? coach me” and I don’t think Viktor really seriously considered coaching before that point, but here comes this boy just giving him an idea. A spark. And four months later Viktor hops on a plane to pay him back for it and god

Yuri on Ice EP 11 opinion

Really guys, stop the damn drama. We haven’t seen the episode with subs, also I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO HAD WATCHED THE PREVIEW FOR EPISODE 12? People had already translated the preview and the summary for the next episode and it’s stated that Yuuri will show his love to Victor, so do you know what that means? THEY HAVEN’T BROKE UP!

Yuuri has been stating that he wanted to finish his skating career this season, he has been saying that since the beginning of the serie. He was going to tell Victor his decision in the airport. I know he asked Victor to stay with him until he retires, but not more than 5 minutes before he was saying that the GPF will be his final prix as a professional skater. Yeah, when he asked Victor to stay with him everyone thought that he decided to continue being a professional skater. Also, Yuuri is a strong character and maybe he thinks that his time as a professional skater is over, but that does not mean his relationship with Victor. For gods sake, they got engaged the night before! And in the preview, they are still wearing the rings. 

Yuri on Ice is a series that has shown lots of things, and one of the most important is the evolution of Yuuri and Victor relationship, they love eachother, and I don’t think Kubo will just throw to the garbage the relationship just to bring up the drama and don’t give us a happy ending. Trust her, that woman knows what she’s doing. So stay calm, let’s wait for the subs and next week series finale.

I love how Sherlock is so insistent and says “I know what Moriarty is going to do next! I KNOW”

Bet you didn’t know he’d turn up on television impersonating a train DID YOU SHERLOCK?! DID YOU?!?! CHOO CHOO MOTHERFUCKER CHOO FUCKING CHOO!!


Isak: Now, let’s play a game. It goes like this.. It’s “Isak and Even, minute by minute”. It’s.. like this: the only thing we need to worry about is the next minute. You in?

Even: Okay.

What are we going to do during this minute?

Isak: In this minute, we’re going to kiss.

Even: That’s chill.

Are y’all ready for this because I am SO salty, so here we go lmao.

When I watched this show, and Erin won the first few competitions, she had one or two cute things. But her quirky “Wow, I’m so fun and weird. Can you tell I’m so fun and weird? Because I am” died out real quick lmao. But you know, I don’t even blame her for this. She was a decent person on the show, a little annoying at times. Kinda reminds me of these girls at my liberal arts college I kinda get tired of seeing, but it’s fine. That’s her. Do you booboo.

My beef isn’t with her so much as the judges. Like jfc, hop off why don’t you? And every single time she was on the bottom, they kept her. Heidi, what happened to that spiel on season 14 about Edmond “I go up there and I say in fashion, one day you’re in and the next you’re out” right before fashion week? 




What kills me is that I think what tripped what tripped Laurence up was that they got on her hard about the shoulders and the black and she really took that to heart, changed it up, and they were like “No, bitch wtf is this?”

Every time Erin did something, it was “Brava, I love it. Ugh, I’m gonna fucking nut!” Like??? And when they didn’t, they couldn’t bear to part with her because they just loved her so much, even if she sent crap down the runway.

I need new fucking judges. NOW. lmfao

Star Trek: The Next Generation — Season 1 {Sentence Starters}

  • “That’s a little vague…”
  • “Well, so much for my dramatic exit.”
  • “I don’t understand their humor, either.”
  • “I would gladly give it up to be human.”
  • “If I could see, I’d be seeing stars now.”
  • “Interesting move. What technique was that?”
  • “You’re going to be an interesting companion.”
  • “You haven’t given me a good enough reason.”
  • “Our lives just became a lot more complicated.”
  • “Surely you don’t see your species like that, do you?”
  • “It’s a jumble. How can you make heads or tails of it?”
  • “When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book?”
  • “Why do you mock me? Why do you wish to anger me?”
  • “You can’t rescue a man from the place he calls his home.”
  • “If we’re going to be damned, let’s be damned for what we really are.”
  • “I was about to say ‘quite easily’ but there was nothing easy about it.”
  • “It’s just not the same. Have you ever gone for a real moonlight swim?”
  • “An interesting notion. Which I do not share! You may leave now, if you wish.”
We all know Riley will start crushing on Farkle in the next season.

She will be so awkward around him, acting weird, saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, accidently punch him in the face. You know, the typical awkward crush. And she will be so sad and confused bc she loves Smackle and doesn´t wanna hurt her but she´s in love with her bf so she doesn´t know what to do :( And ofc Farkle won´t realise wtf is going on until the last episodes or something and he and Smackle will have broken up by then bc let´s face it Zayadora is in love af.
But omg when he finds out about her being in love with him. When. He. Finds. Out. I want some dramatic shit like idk maybe it´s raining and Riley is really sad bc she has just decided to let Farkle go bc she thinks he will never feel the same way and omg the drama. Riley is sitting alone on a bench all wet and teary and someone idk maybe Maya has just told him and he´s running bc he needs to talk to her but he doesn´t really know what to say, he´s never considered her ever liking him back. So he finds her and he looks at her and she looks up and notices him and OMG THE DRAMA, she gives him a weak smile and he´s like you love me? And she just shrugs, smiling and omg he looks so shocked and then suddenly he just walks over to her and she stands up and suddenly they´re kissing AND IT´S PERFECT AND IT´S DRAMATIC AND i need to chill honestly

interviewer: so what exciting thing is up for you next?
sophie turner: so we’re about to start shooting the next x-men. we just finished shooting season 7 of thrones, and i’ve got a couple of movies to do before x-men starts so and then we go on to season eight.

  • Season 1 of Adventure Time: ah shUCKS, Ice King is capturing princesses AGaIn??? Better go punch him to justice!!! hahaha this is mATH!! *fart joke*
  • Season 6 of Adventure Time: If just being born is the greatest act of creation, then... what are you supposed to do after that? Isn't everything that comes next sort of a disappointment? Slowly entropying until we deflate into a pile of mush?

anonymous asked:

What do you imagine Lotor to be like the next season?

At this point we don’t have too much to go off of, but I know what I’d like to see.

I kind of outlined in this post that I think that it’s pretty likely that the Weblum Galra/Black Helmet is Lotor. That said, if that’s the case, it tosses a bit of fuel to the fire of a theory I had:

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TBL For Fun - Episode 04x07 Promo

Well I am bored so I am going to post some promo photos for the next episode 04 x 07 - Dr. Adrian Shaw and come up with my own unique / weird interpretation of each.  I am keeping the pics in the same order as posted on NBC Blacklist because what the heck do I know?

Liz - “I believe my father Alexander Kirk is here and I want to donate to try to save his life.”

Tom - “Liz you are such a drama queen. Wait, is that Charlize Theron sitting over there?”

Red - "Hello. NBC? Hey when you said that Season 4A was going to focus on Kirk, I thought you meant Captain Kirk of Star Trek. You know, my buddy William Shatner? Well can’t you beam him up or something?”

Cooper - “I am Harold Cooper and I am the head of the FBI Task Force and very important and always serious. So I am having a very serious conversation with this woman in the hospital. Until I found out she actually works in the hospital cafeteria. Then I gracefully walked away.”

Red - “You two know each other? Is this a date? I love dates. I remember my first date with Mila McCarthy. We were 16 and I took her to see Carrie and we were sitting in the back of the theater and whenever she screamed she would reach over and grab me and then I would…. Oh sorry. You were saying?”

Liz - “When I was a young child I used to play hide and seek. At least I think I used to do that. Reddington messed with my memories so I don’t really know if I did or not. And speaking of Reddington thank God I never think about him anymore. Except when I do. Which is not very much. Except all the time. Stop it Liz!”

“Oh no! Alarms are going off all over the place. We need to run down this hallway and look like we know what we are doing. And thank heavens we have the blue gloves on already. Have you ever tried to put on gloves while running? It is not a pretty sight.”

Tom - “Hey, do you like my hair? What about my beard? Am I too sexy for my shirt? I hope Charlize thinks so, that’s for sure.”

Cooper - “So I just had a very long conversation with a woman who works in the hospital cafeteria.  And she recommended the Club Sandwich for lunch.”

Liz - “I hate waiting. I am so bored right now. And Tom can’t carry a conversation. I might as well be talking to a pet rock.”

Samar - “These wonder-bras do work miracles.”

Liz - “I wonder what Red is up to? Does he still think about me? Or is he thinking about that stupid Madeline Pratt? Wait - stop, I am here for my father, remember? Red is the guy I hate. Or I love him, or I hate that I love him.”

Tom - “I can’t believe Charlize Theron just walked right by me without acknowledging me at all. I even raised my arms over my head to stretch so she could see my abs. And she still ignored me! I am so depressed.”

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Midnight Scrum What-if

               Season. 4. Of. Race. To. The. Edge. Was. Absolutely. AMAZING!

               If you haven’t seen the season, I totally recommend you go and watch it. NOW! Guys, it was so awesome. Not only did we get LOADS of Hiccstrid (guys, I fangirled so hard. I could hardly breathe when they first kissed!) but it was also hilarious, action packed, and full of “What!? Did that seriously just happen!?”

               So at the end of Blindsided, I just sat there for a second staring at the screen like “Do I dare go to the next episode?” Then, I thought, “Ugh, is this going to be like other series I’ve seen where they kiss once and never bring it up again?” so I clicked the next episode and almost right away they share an almost-kiss and then another kiss! I was so thrilled! What will season 5 bring!?

               Well, anyways, here is a new FanFiction. Please review, and I’ll update soon! :D

               “Get him Toothless!” Stoick shouted, aiming his battle axe towards Ryker. Astrid smiled when she saw Toothless step forward and open his mouth, preparing to fire at the man who’d kidnapped Hiccup.

               But then, Astrid’s heart skipped a beat when Ryker grabbed Hiccup’s shoulder, forcing the still dazed boy out in front of him, holding his jagged sword closer to Hiccup’s body then Astrid would’ve liked. Toothless’s screech faltered, and the purple in his throat died.

               Even though Astrid and Stormfly were hovering in the air behind Stoick, Astrid could still here what Stoick said. “Let him go, Ryker.”

               Toothless barked in agreement, growling fiercely at Ryker, but not firing for fear of hitting Hiccup.

               Ryker laughed, pressing the swords blade to Hiccup’s chest. “I don’t think so. If you want this boy to live a little bit longer, you’d better back off and let me take him to Viggo.”

               Hiccup seemed to snap back into awareness, for he began to struggle and writhe in Rykers strong grip. But Hiccup had gotten the wind knocked out of him, so hadn’t regained his strength to full force.

               Astrid’s mind was reeling. She wasn’t sure what to do. Maybe she could fly up behind Ryker and surprise him, but she had a strange feeling that Ryker wasn’t that stupid. Besides, he could still hurt Hiccup in just the split-second Astrid hurt Ryker.

               “Hiccup.” She whispered, fearing for what might happen. What to do, what to do, what to do!?

               “Dad, I’ll be fine.” Astrid heard Hiccup say. Ryker immediately slammed his beefy fist over Hiccup’s mouth, silencing him from saying any more. Hiccup stared at Stoick, his eyes telling him to just go.

               Hiccup was way too selfless. Even now, when he had a sword pressing against his chest, he was thinking about their safety instead of his own. She could tell that all he wanted them to do was to run, get out before they got hurt.

               Ha. Not happening. Astrid wasn’t leaving without Hiccup, and she had a very strong feeling Stoick felt the same way.

               Ryker pressed the sword closer to Hiccup, the blade now resting against Hiccup’s chest. Astrid gulped, knowing Ryker wouldn’t hesitate to kill Hiccup. Although Viggo probably wanted to kill him himself, the poster had said Hiccup had been wanted dead or alive. Ryker would definitely kill Hiccup if Stoick didn’t cooperate.

               Stoick took a half step forward, then set his foot back, as though struggling against an invisible force to reach his son. “Let him go.” Stoick growled, his voice lower, deadlier, darker, and fiercer then Astrid had ever heard. She had never seen Stoick this angry- not even when Hiccup had tried to train the monstrous Nightmare. Never, had Astrid heard him this angry.

               “NOW.” Stoick repeated, his hand waving the battle axe in a small arch, threatening Ryker.

               Toothless looked at Stoick, and his eyes also narrowed as he swirved his head back at Ryker. Toothless opened his mouth, purple building in his throat again as a loud screech sounded.

               “Let me go alive, with your son, and I won’t kill him.” Ryker said- or rather shouted so he’d be heard of Toothless’s screaming.

               Stoick gave a deep laugh, “And let Viggo kill him? I don’t think so.”

               Ryker shrugged. “Then in that case…”

               It all happened so fast- and yet so slow. It played out in seconds to minutes before Astrid’s terror filled eyes. Ryker pulled the sword back, and Hiccup tried to jump aside as the sword came down, embedding into Hiccup’s side. Everything was blurry, and Astrid’s ears weren’t working properly. Everything sounded like they were under water, all except Hiccup’s scream. That came piercing loud and echoing right through her skull and deep into her heart.

               The beat of Stormfly’s wings continued to pound through her head as she watched Ryker withdraw the sword, and let Hiccup crumple to the ground. But that was about all he had time to do, for Toothless leapt forward, taking after the man who was now scurrying away as fast as possible.

               Astrid’s senses snapped back all in one sudden moment, and it left her gasping for air. She ignored her shock, not hesitating to jump off Stormfly’s back eight fee to the ground, stumbling slightly as she found her footing. She stumbled forward, never slowing her pace a she made in made haste after Stoick towards Hiccup’s body.

               Stoick crashed to the ground beside his son, hurrying to roll Hiccup over onto his back. Astrid zipped around to Hiccup’s other side, helping Stoick turn him over. The first thing she noticed was the blood. Thor, all that blood. Hiccup’s armor was slick with it, and the bottom of his red shirt was soaked in the stuff. Astrid froze at the sight, barely able to breathe when she saw the large slit in the copper armor. The blood was bubbling from the wound, and the sight made her want to be sick. But she fought against it, for she was a Viking, and Viking’s couldn’t be squeamish. But this was Hiccup! And he had just suffered from a severe stab wound to the stomach… can somebody even survive that?

               But Hiccup was breathing- thank goodness. His breath was shaky and rattling in his chest, each breath coming out as a gasp. Each one sounded hard to do and painfilled, making this situation feel so much more real and life threatening.

               Astrid looked at Hiccup’s face, and hated how white it was. The saying “face as white as snow” now made sense to her. His face was literally starch white, and his auburn hair only accented it, making it look that much paler. She raised a shaking hand to brush away a wayward bang that fell across his closed eyes, trying to stifle a sob at the sight of him so limp and lifeless.

               “No, please, Hiccup, no, please be fine. Thor, Hiccup don’t leave us. Stay with us, Hiccup. It’s going to be okay…” Astrid rambled, feeling like she had to say something positive. That’s how she was. In an un-positive situation, she spoke positive. Unlike Fishleg’s who seemed to like being their voice of doom.

               “Son, so sorry.” Stoick murmured, his eyes wide and un focused as he stared at Hiccup’s wound. “I should’ve stopped him…”

               Toothless rushed over then, cooing nonstop in worry as he ran around them, unsure as to where to go. He stopped by one of hiccup’s hands, thrusting his snout under it, but immediately with drew it, a small streak of blood streaking his nose. Toothless growled at the blood that covered Hiccup’s hand, for it had been sitting in the puddle. Toothless then groaned in worry before licking the blood off his nose, then off Hiccup’s hand.

               The other riders landed their dragons around them, all looking stricken and shocked. Astrid whipped her head around, sighing in relief when she saw Fishlegs and Heather rushing forward. Those two knew the most about medical manners- especially for such a serious case as this. Astrid knew the first aid for minor cuts or broken bones, but nothing for a deep stab room under the ribs.

               Fishlegs froze in place when he saw Hiccup, his hands going up to his mouth as he gasped out a “Oh Thor.”

               Heather didn’t stop, being the master of action. She immediately dropped the ground, hurrying to dig through Toothless’s saddle bags for the water canteen and emergency bandages. She glanced behind her shoulder at the still shocked Fishlegs. “Fishlegs, get over here and help me! He’s losing so much blood-“

               Fishleg’s launched forward, pushing Astrid aside as he bent down to help Heather. Stoick seemed to snap out of his daze as well, for he too leaned forward asking what he could do to help.

               Astrid moved up to Hiccup’s head, lifting it and setting it in her lap so he’d be more comfortable. She hesitated before pushing his bangs out of his face, revealing his white face all the more. She choked on a sob as she glanced back at the others, hurrying to look back at Hiccup’s face when she noticed they were starting to cut away Hiccup’s armor and shirt around the wound. Usually, she didn’t have a problem with blood- but this was Hiccup’s blood.

               It was different.

               “Astrid, make sure he doesn’t struggle.” Heather said, her voice calm and even, although Astrid knew she was anything but. But she didn’t say anything as she grabbed Hiccup’s hand, squeezing it slightly to let him know she was there- if he could tell at all in his unconscious state.

               “Stoick you’d better hold down his legs, he’s going to struggle.” Heather added a bit quieter since Stoick was literally right next to her. But Astrid still caught the words, and they made her heart tighten all the more to think that whatever Fishleg’s and Heather were going to do to Hiccup- that it was going to hurt him bad.

               Astrid didn’t dare look. She knew if she did, she’d pass out. It was a strange feeling- one she’d never experienced. Well, not since Hiccup lost his leg. What was it with Hiccup and making her panic like this? He worried her constantly.

               Although Astrid wasn’t watching, she knew when Heather and Fishlegs were cleaning the wound. Hiccup’s body jolted forward as though he wanted to sit up, and his eyes squeezed shot as he cried out in pain. He didn’t actually scream- which made Astrid think that maybe he hadn’t been fully unconscious earlier, but only semi-conscious. Either way, he was in a lot of pain, and to see him in pain made her heart ache for him.

               His breathing was loud, gaspy and wheezy, making it hard for Astrid to talk and be heard. But she leaned closer to his ear, squeezing his hand tighter in reassurance as she whispered soothingly. “You’re okay, hiccup. It’s going to be alright. You’re fine. We’ll get you back to Berk and Gothi can look at you, everything’ll be fine. It’ll be okay.” She rambled quickly, hoping she sounded somewhat comforting.

               Toothless had wrapped his body around Astrid, his tail going to wrap around Stoick’s body and Toothless’s tailfin rested by Hiccup’s prosthetic. The dragon had his large head resting by Astrid’s knees, near Hiccup’s head. He cooed worriedly, nudging Hiccup’s shoulder comfortingly.

               “T-Toothss…” Hiccup whispered weakly. Toothless immediately lifted his head, touching his nose against Hiccup’s cheek. Hiccup blinked his eyes, but didn’t open them. “H-hurts…”

               “I know.” Astrid said softly, trying to steady her voice. “But it’ll be alright. Fishleg’s, Heather and your Dad are taking care of you. You’ll be fine.”


               Immediately Stoick switched positions from caring to Hiccup’s wound to instead look at his son’s face. Stoick moved forward grabbing Hiccup’s other hand and squeezing it. “Aye, I’m here, son.”


               Stoick shook his head, his look darkening. “Never.” He said hoarsely. “Don’t Hiccup. I should be sorry.”

               “N-no… i-it…” Hiccup’s jaw snapped shut and he hissed through his teeth, his eyes once again clenching shut, his grip tightening around Astrid’s and Stoick’s hands. The two looked at each other, each one feeling pained at watching Hiccup suffering.

               Stoick patted Hiccup’s hand before releasing it, instead setting it on top of Toothless’s head. Hiccup ran his hand weakly back and forth over Toothless’s scales before letting it sit motionless, too weak and pained to find the strength to move it.

               “Done.” Heather stated flatly. She leaned back, and only then did Astrid look. She really shouldn’t’ve for the blood was still everywhere. On Heather’s hands, on Fishleg’s hands, even Stoick’s. And it was on all their cloths, even Astrid’s. Even Toothless still had blood on his nose from where he’d touched Hiccup’s hand.

               “He needs to get to Berk. Gothi will know what to do better than us.” Heather went on. “I don’t think anything internal was damaged, because the sword went right below his ribs and towards his back. A kidney perhaps… but I don’t think it went deep enough for that. His rib is bruised for sure, but I really can’t tell anything else…”

               “He’s not coughing blood, which is a good sign.” Fishleg’s added, his voice stuttering and cracking in his panic. Fishleg’s did not do well with stress.

               “The let’s get him to Gothi.” Stoick said, standing before leaning back to pick Hiccup out of Astrid’s and Toothless’s hold. Hiccup groaned loudly, burying his head against Stoick’s chest to muffle the sound. Toothless jumped to his feet, stepping closer to Stoick’s side to let him know he was ready.

               Stoick climbed into the saddle, positioning Hiccup carefully in his arms while also trying to get his feet into the pedals. Then, Stoick tapped his heels against Toothless’s side, although it really was unnecessary, for Toothless was already taking running leaps towards the air.

               Astrid whirled around and whistled for Stormfly. Her dragon stepped forward, squawking happily at her rider. Astrid grabbed the saddle, leaping aboard at the same moment Stormfly leapt into the sky. The other riders were also scrambling back into the dragon’s, for once no body having to tell the twins or Snotlout to actually do something.

               Astrid urged Stormfly faster, but nobody could catch up to a Night Fury when it was flying at top speeds. Already Toothless and Stoick were a long way ahead of them, nothing but a black blob against the blue sky. Astrid sighed, realizing she was shivering in fear.

               And Astrid Hofferson didn’t shiver in fear for absolutely no reason. In fact, she never shivered in fear, never ever showing that she was afraid.

               But Hiccup being hurt and literally knocking at deaths door, that had her afraid. No, that had her terrified.

               Because she knew a world without Hiccup in it was a blank, empty, lifeless world. Hiccup was everything to her… and if he died.

               She would die to. Inside, her heart would go out.

               “Hiccup, please… please be okay.” Astrid whispered to absolutely no one. But she hoped, that somewhere, someone was listening.

               So dramatic, I know. But I haven’t done a dramatic FanFic in a long time.

               So yeah, I know I said I’d be on Hiatus until the 24th, but honestly after watching RTTE season 4, I couldn’t stay away any longer! So here you go all, and enjoy! If you’re knew to my stories, you should go check out my other ones. I’ve written quite a few other HTTYD FanFictions, so if you’re in that fandom totally go check them out.

               Thanks all, and until Chapter 2!


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People think Eton is full of arrogant, braying toffs. It just isn't true': Tom Hiddleston on Britain's class consciousness

By Dan Davies

 Published:  21:00 GMT, 7 April 2012

We thought a man with a double first from Cambridge and an astonishing start to his acting career would have something interesting and articulate to say about himself. We were right.

You know how tennis players raise each other’s game, how Nadal plays his best tennis when he’s up against Federer?

Well, acting with Robert Downey Jr is like playing Agassi. You never know what he’s going to do next. Unless, of course, you happen to be throwing him out of a window and he’s shouting, “Throw me harder, baby. Let’s make it real.”’

Tom Hiddleston shakes his head and laughs. It’s been some journey from the darkness of a cinema in Malmo, Sweden, where four years ago, during a break from filming the first season of Wallander, he spent an evening watching Downey Jr signal his spectacular return to form in the first instalment of Iron Man.

Now, in The Avengers, the superhero film to end them all, this charming Old Etonian and Cambridge graduate reprises his role as Loki, the baddie from Thor, and gets to do battle with a line-up of Marvel Comics’ most iconic characters: Iron Man (Downey Jr), the Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Captain America (Chris Evans) and Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson).

But first, back to that evening in 2008. Hiddleston was in Sweden having landed a small part as the sidekick to Kenneth Branagh’s brow-beaten detective.

Up to that point, he’d made a few blink-and-you’ll-miss-it appearances in TV dramas, starred in a small British film and won rave reviews for his stage work, collecting an Olivier Award in the process.

‘I’d been acting for about four years and I’d already seen some of my contemporaries rocketing to immediate and extraordinary levels of success,’ he says, as we sit in the spring sunshine beside a canal in east London.

‘Gemma Arterton, who was two years below me at Rada, was suddenly the great hope of British acting while I was still grinding away in the theatre.

‘Eddie Redmayne, who I was at school with, was off making movies with Angelina Jolie and Matt Damon. I thought that if it hasn’t happened for me, maybe it never will.

‘We all impose a glass ceiling on our expectations. I’m an eternal realist and the success rate for being an actor is pretty low.

'My father and I used to tussle about me becoming an actor. He’s from strong, Presbyterian Scottish working-class stock, and he used to sit me down and say, “You know, 99 per cent of actors are out of work. You’ve been educated, so why do you want to spend your life pretending to be someone else when you could be your own man?”’

Thankfully, Hiddleston stuck to his guns because the last two years have seen an extraordinary turnaround in his fortunes.

First, Branagh, who has become something of a mentor, invited him to audition for the title role in Thor, the £95m blockbuster he’d been hired to direct.

Then, in one week, he received a personal letter from Woody Allen asking him to appear in what turned out to be his best film in years, Midnight In Paris, and a phone call from Steven Spielberg, his childhood hero, requesting a meeting about War Horse, the World War I epic that went on to be nominated for six Oscars.  

From idling in the slipstream of his peers, Hiddleston suddenly emerged as Britain’s hottest young actor, or as Spielberg described him, ‘the new Errol Flynn’.

He says he still has to pinch himself, even now.

‘You never get used to it,’ he says. ‘It’s really been amazing and only recently have I been able to have a bit of headspace to sort through the boxes of everything, to process it. It’s been more than I’d ever dreamed of.’

One of three children, Hiddleston spent the first years of his life in south-west London before the family moved to Oxford when his father was offered a job managing Isis, a company that helped university researchers commercialise their intellectual property.

His mother, who works as an arts administrator, took him to the RSC at Stratford and to see arthouse films at the local cinema.

At the age of 13, Hiddleston began as a boarder at Eton. His parents were splitting up at the time.

‘I think I started acting because I found being away at school while my parents were divorcing really distressing,’ says the 31-year-old.

‘It’s only now I’ve got a retrospective angle on it.

'When you are a teenager, suddenly you start harbouring secrets in a different way.

'If you are at a boys’ school, especially, there is a level of bravado that you have to keep up otherwise you’ll get picked on.

'I was really quite upset, and probably very sad and vulnerable and angry. Acting presented a way of expelling those feelings in a safe place.’

Hiddleston heads a golden generation of Old Etonian actors that numbers Eddie Redmayne (My Week With Marilyn, Birdsong), Harry Lloyd (A Game Of Thrones, The Iron Lady) and Harry Hadden-Paton (who recently starred in She Stoops To Conquer at the National Theatre).

‘But I’m wary of labels,’ he says. ‘As an actor, the labels that are so easily attachable to me – like Old Etonian or Cambridge graduate or Rada alumnus – are, in a way, the least interesting things about me. I’ve had to do a lot of work taking off those jackets. The last thing I ever want is to be pigeon-holed.

‘I was meeting lots of casting directors and you’d feel the atmosphere change in the room when I said where I went to school. It’s true of everyone in this country; we’re all so much more than we’re allowed to be by this predisposition to keep people in their lane.’

Hiddleston is reluctant to dwell on the current vogue for actors educated at posh public schools, and says there are widespread misconceptions about Eton.

People think it’s just full of braying toffs, who are arrogant and chauvinistic, senseless and ambitious, who are destined to run the country and steal all our money. It isn’t true.
'There are a few people like that but that’s one or two in a school of 1,200. It’s actually one of the most broadminded places I’ve ever been.
'The reason it’s a good school is that it encourages people to find the thing they love and to go for it. They champion the talent of the individual and that’s what’s special about it.’Prince William was one of his contemporaries, and Hiddleston says the fact he was treated like any other boy speaks volumes.
‘There was a general and very quietly stated ethos when he arrived that there was to be no special treatment and no special favours.'It would have made everyone’s life hell if they had to treat him as someone special. I think it was very healthy for him to be just another boy.’It was during his time at Eton that Hiddleston realised that acting was the path he wanted to follow.
‘I did a production of Journey’s End, an RC Sherriff play about World War I, at the Edinburgh Festival. I was 18 and it was the first time that people I knew and loved and respected came up to me after the show and said, “You know, you could really do this if you wanted to.”
'Acting takes such a level of confidence and self-belief and as a teenager I didn’t have that much self-esteem. What teenager does? It was when they started saying I could do it that I really committed to it as a possibility.’He went on to win a place at Cambridge, where he studied Classics at Pembroke College and quickly established himself as the student actor most likely to succeed, even among contemporaries that included Sir Peter Hall’s daughter Rebecca and his old schoolmate Redmayne.
He was signed by an agent in his first year and managed to combine acting jobs with his studies to the extent that he graduated with a double first.

As well as being personable, Hiddleston is extremely bright and speaks in grammatically perfect paragraphs. However, he denies his education has equipped him with an extra layer of confidence.‘I’m always distrustful of inherited confidence and inherited esteem,’ he says. ‘I’ve never wanted to have to transfer the credit for my actions on to anybody else – my parents, my school, my university. I’ve always understood an inherited confidence to be false.’Later in the conversation, he talks about Britain’s class neurosis and cites his recent nomination for a Rising Star Bafta, for which he lost out to Hackney-born Adam Deacon. ‘It was couched as Eton versus Hackney, and Hackney won. But why can’t Adam just be the more popular actor?
'The one thing I despise is how everything artistic, political or intellectual has to be refracted through this prism of class consciousness. It probably is more sensitive to me but everything becomes really narrow-minded and pedantic and bigoted.’The big change in Hiddleston’s life took place over a lunch with Branagh in Los Angeles in 2009. As well as Wallander, they had appeared together on stage in a West End production of Checkov’s Ivanov. ‘We really clicked. The two characters we played were locked in an ideological battle of wits. It was like old bull, young bull, and we just went at it every night for 95 shows.’
Branagh was starting work on Thor and surprised Hiddleston by asking him to audition for the title role.
‘Studio executives get nervous about casting new people because the budgets are so big,’ says Hiddleston. ‘No amount of throwing the kitchen sink at them in every audition will ever convince them. You need advocates.’Hiddleston lost out on Thor to Aussie beefcake Chris Hemsworth but consolation came in his casting as Loki, the scheming brother. He’s in no doubt who he has to thank.
‘Ken has had a life-changing effect. He was able to say to the executives, “Trust me on this, you can cast Tom and he will deliver.” It was massive and it’s completely changed the course of what is available to me to do. Ken gave me my break.’

The film would gross over £280 million but before production had even finished, Hiddleston found himself on the way to another potentially life-changing meeting with Steven Spielberg, for his next film, War Horse.

‘I was telling myself, “You’re about to meet one of your all-time heroes. His films are the reason you’re an actor – ET, Jaws, Indiana Jones, Schindler’s List, Saving Private Ryan… It will be criminal if you pretend to be someone else. To thine own self be true. If it’s supposed to work out, it’ll work out and if it’s not, at least you’ll know you were yourself.”’

The pep talk worked and Hiddleston was offered the part of Captain Nicholls, who rides the horse Joey in a cavalry charge at the beginning of the conflict.

‘It was a massive pinch-me moment,’ he says of his first day of filming, in which he led 120 galloping horses across no-man’s land.

‘As a child, I used to watch Indiana Jones on a loop. For me it was all about Spielberg and Harrison Ford. Then, suddenly, I’m on a horse that I’ve been taught to ride by Vic Armstrong, who was Ford’s stunt double in those films, and Spielberg’s calling “Action!”

‘It was one of the most exciting things I’ve ever done, not just on film but in my life. Balls out, full throttle, there was no acting required. If any of us had fallen off in that charge we would have been trampled underfoot. It’s a hard one to beat as an experience and I got to do it ten or 11 times.’

Having recently put the finishing touches on screen adaptations of Henry IV, Parts 1 and 2, and Henry V, which will be screened as part of the Cultural Olympiad, Hiddleston is currently enjoying a rare period of downtime before heading off around the world to promote The Avengers.

Single after his relationship with the actress Susannah Fielding ended in November, he says he’s had to make painful compromises to get where he has, including missing his best friend’s wedding.

‘It was one of those crazy things where I’d said I’d be there – even if Spielberg called. And Spielberg did call and I wasn’t there. We fell out really badly. It’s OK now. He read me the riot act and then we went out and got slammed.

'Acting just demands everything and if you don’t give it everything, there will be someone behind you who will.’

And the chances are that someone will be a product of Eton’s drama department.


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