Tom is just like:
“Yea I do whatever the fuck I want. I’ll point my cock at the camera if I goddamn want to. And then I’ll make it even more obvious by moving my hands so you can see that it is so large it is right against the fabric. You’ll just have to sit there are deal with the associated pang in your heart.”
Hiddles is conducting a symphony. That he wrote.
But you can’t hear it. It’s only for the ears of the extremely attractive people in the world. AKA everyone in The Avengers. And it’s probably so beautiful that it would make your ears bleed.
I’ll be over here in this corner crying out my feels.
Imagine Tom giving a lecture.
It would be on some topic like Shakespeare or History. But nobody would be paying attention. They’d be too busy staring at his gorgeous face. And then when it came test time, all the students would put the same answer for every question.
That woman that comes into the shot cannot take her eyes off of him.
“Please notice me. Please just look at me.
Give my life some meaning by giving me eye contact for one second.”
And then she died because he turned away.