#the gray man london premiere

[eddieredmayneargentinablog]

My #ManCrushModay goes to this old photoshoot of Eddie, photographed by Charlie Gray @charliegraystudio before the premiere of The Theory of Everything, at the Corinthia Hotel in London, in December 2014.

📸 Source: Eddie Redmayne Net on Twitter (X) (X)

[chrisquartet]

Chris Evans at "The Gray Man" special screening on July 19, 2022 in London, England. 💥

[fabartists]

Ana de armas

Premiere the gray man en Londres

[sweetandgentlecreature]

May I request some jealous Henry with lots of fluff, please? 🥹❤️

You got it, babe! I may have taken a bit of a liberty with this one. I got a thought in my head and had to get it out, so I'm sorry if it wasn't quite what you'd imagined, lol. Thanks for stopping by!

Warnings: a little bit of angsty homesickness, some raunchy banter, and plenty of fluff in the form of a cow/bear/pig

"So...What are you wearing?"

"Henry!"

His laughter fills the room. Another night apart means another night alone in bed. Distance is always hard on a relationship, and though you've been through your share of time apart, it doesn't make it any easier this time around. At least it's just for a couple of weeks, while he's off running the press gauntlet for the newest season of The Witcher. It's bittersweet this time around. The last several months have been hard, watching him mourn the loss of a project he loved so much, and it sucks that you couldn't be there for him now. The plan was for him to go off and do everything abroad, then you'd meet back up and join him at the premiere in London. In the meantime though, all this waiting was driving you nuts.

The house is dark, except for the glow of the bedside lamp that illuminates the room that you're used to sharing with your man and his bear. Kal is used to tagging along for most adventures, and it's clear that he's a bit disappointed about having to stay behind as well. His ears perk up at the sound of his dad's voice, but doesn't bother to investigate further. He's far too comfy to move.

"Come on, love. Just a peek?"

Henry is a menace, and he knows what that does to you. With those beautiful eyes and that cheeky little grin, you could never tell him no. Throwing the blankets aside, you reach out to adjust the screen of your laptop to give him the perfect view of your sexiest fleece pajama bottoms.

"Hey!" he protests. "That's my shirt!"

"Yeah, and?

Even now, propped up in the bed of a hotel room a couple thousand miles away, Henry couldn't hide from you. The banter was just a facade, a distraction to keep you from seeing just how much he missed you. He thought he'd built a wall of stone to keep you from knowing, but in reality, it was just a pane of glass. One look and it shattered around him.

Henry sighs. He doesn't have to speak for you to know what he's feeling, because you feel it too. It's an odd sensation, feeling so homesick when you're still at home. You look down at the t-shirt you're wearing. The gray one he wore in the Durrell Challenge a few years back. Even though its been sitting in the back of the closet for a while, it still smells like him. That's why you picked it.

"What time is it there?" you ask, but it's clear by the look in his eyes just how tired he is. Must be getting pretty late, even for an insomniac gamer like him.

"Late. But I don't have anything planned for the morning, so don't worry."

You sit in silence for a moment, both of you laying on your sides facing each other just as you would if he were here with you now. When you open your mouth to speak, to finally admit just how much you miss him, you're cut short by a loud, rumbling snort from the foot of the bed. The culprit lets out a yawn ("Good yawn!") and a stretch ("Big stretch, bubba"), then works his way up the bed to nose at the keyboard a bit.

"Uh oh. We've woken the bear," you tease, rubbing the beast behind his ears as he circles the space he's made between you and the computer to rest in. Kal sniffs and sighs to voice his disappointment, then settles down again to snooze for a little while longer.

"Keeping Mumma company, I see," Henry smirks. "I might even let it slide that you've let him on the bed."

You shrug, grinning ear to ear as you ruffle Kal's mane. "When the wolf's away..."

That struck a nerve. Maybe it's the jetlag finally catching up to him, or maybe its the distance. You can see it in the shift in his eyes, the tense of his jaw. It makes you snort with laughter.

"Oh, come on, Cavill. Look at that face. You can't possibly be jealous of him. You'll get plenty of snuggles the moment you're home." Then you wink. "Snuggles, and then some."

The wrinkles on his brow disappear, and he realizes just how silly it is to be jealous of the dog. Better to be jealous of him than someone else, at least. Shaking his head, he laughs. What an idiot. Either way, it's good enough for now. Henry shifts to prop himself up on an elbow to look down at the screen. He's sure you'll make good on your promise. In the meantime...

"Now," he says with a grin. Good ole Henry, always back to business as per usual. "Care to flash me a tit?"

[cherryxcadbury]

OK HERE'S YOUR NEY REQUEST:

You know that drake song "childs play"? In the intro of the song a guy says something along the lines of "if your girl asks you to go to a nba game.. she is probably fcking some guy on that team". My idea for you: how would ney react to you asking him to acompany you to a man city game? Idk maybe mix in some sweet jealousy and him being excited when haaland loses?

Love ya take care xoxo

love love love you xx

I used to not understand anyone’s attraction to Neymar, bc he’s a bit older than me. but now, I get it, I really do.

2nd person pov

“Look what I got!” You smirked as you walked into the sitting room where your boyfriend, Neymar was lying on the couch, scrolling through his phone.

He quirked an eyebrow at you.

You flashed him two tickets, Manchester City vs. Arsenal.

“Come with me to the Man City game! They’re going to be playing in London, Emirates Stadium.” You begged.

Neymar sat up, his phone barely hanging onto the sofa.

“Why do you want to go watch this game? It’s just a regular premier league match.” Neymar questioned.

You rolled your eyes at his question.

“It’s going to be such a good match. Arteta, Jesus, and Zinchenko against their old team! And I finally get to see Haaland live!”

Neymar narrowed his eyes at the last part of your sentence.

“Haaland eh?”

You nodded enthusiastically, “He’s so good! Honestly better than Mbappe.”

Neymar furiously shook his head, “There is no youngster better than Kylian.”

You had to stop from laughing. It was clear he was a bit jealous.

“Whatever. So you coming? Or are you too jealous?”

His eyes bulged out of his sockets.

“I’m not jealous.”

You rolled your eyes at his clear lie before he pulled you to sit on the couch with him. He cupped your face, and kissed you deeply.

You pulled away at a loss for words, while he pulled away with a smirk.

“Still want to go to that match? We can just stay here you know…” He suggested.

It was your turn to smirk now.

“Of course! I spent a fortune on those tickets. Come on!” You had decided. ***

“Right here.” You gestured to a set of two seats in the fourth row.

Despite your wishes to wear a kit from one of the teams playing, your boyfriend had convinced you to wear one of his many Brazil hoodies. You wore a gray set of leggings underneath, paired with the viral ugg booties. Neymar on the other hand, wore a plain white hoodie with some branding, and tight black jeans with slight rips in them. He of course paired this with a baseball cap and some trendy Jordans.

Once a fashion icon, always a fashion icon.

You both sat down into your seats and got comfortable. The match was just about to start.

“I’m thirsty.” You whispered to Neymar, signaling for the bottle of water in his hand.

“Thirsty?” He smirked.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier we could’ve just stayed home in Paris an…” He began to say.

You slapped his leg and shot him a look, “Get your head out of the gutter idiot.”

“How am I supposed to when you’re sitting there looking like that in my sweatshirt?”

You rolled your eyes at his lack of self control.

Within a few minutes, the match had begun. Manchester City was very clearly dominating, as expected. Haaland had several chances courtesy De Bruyne but had been unlucky thus far.

Neymar had told you he’d be rooting for Arsenal. This was a bit strange to you because he’d never been an Arsenal supporter in the slightest. He claimed it was because Arsenal had a more overwhelming number of Brazilian players than Man City so he needed to support “his boys.” To you however, it just didn’t add up.

He was enjoying the game though. When Arsenal went up 1-0, thanks to a Jesus goal, his grin became wider. Neymar would constantly look over at you to see what you were thinking, what you were feeling.

Things changed however in the 86th minute, when Man City scored on a Haaland goal. Like many other away fans, the terrific strike brought you to your feet and you cheered as loud as possible, much to Neymar’s disappointment. You’d figured he was a bit jealous. And if he wanted to play this game, so be it.

“COME ON!” Cheers were heard all around you.

Neymar face curled up into a scowl as he watched you clap for Haaland’s goal. Once you finally sat back down, his arm was again around your waist, trying to bring you as close as possible to him. Your head rested on his shoulder while his head rested on yours.

“City’s gonna win.” You whispered to him.

“Not if my boys have a say in it.” He mumbled back, kissing your cheek.

You turned to face him and stuck your tongue out at his smug look.

Truth be told, on the inside, he was praying Arsenal didn’t lose. He couldn’t bear watch you cheer for City again.

In the 89th minute, his wish came true. City defender Nathan Ake was unable to track back fast enough, and was so match for Bukayo Saka who received the ball and banged it in the net.

Your mouth had fallen open, and Neymar had gone to his feet, cheering as loud as possible.

He looked down at you in your seat and shot you a wide smirk while you gave him a pissed look. He sat back down and grabbed your chin before kissing you again. The stadiums cameras had been able to find you two meanwhile.

After pulling away, you and Neymar had realised you were on the cameras (pretend they do this at the Emirates, idk if they do). You looked down and blushed while Neymar shot a wink at the camera. Eventually, the cameras found someone else to bother and the match ended, with Arsenal winning. Neymar had a smug look on his face when you two were leaving the stadium.

“Just say it.” You sighed.

“Haaland was kind of invisible today, don’t you think?” He smirked.

“He still scored Ney.”

“Yeah but they lost.”

You shrugged your shoulders, “He’s still a star.”

Neymar furrowed his brow, “And me?”

His jealousy was insane.

You turned to face him, and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You’ll always be my superstar.”

as a spurs supporter, writing abt an arsenal win was quite painful.

as a side note, thank u sm for ur requests! I’m writing them based on which ones I’m feeling! but at some point, they’ll all be done.

[vyhurz]

Ana de Armas in Louis Vuitton at 'The Gray Man' London Premiere (2022)

[tay-swifts]

✧ CHRIS EVANS "The Gray Man" Premieres (London, July 19 / Berlin, July 18)

[sebastians-stan]

CHRIS EVANS ‘The Gray Man’ Premiere, London

[sinsandsuccubus]

Going to a premiere with Chris?

The Premiere - Chris Evans

Context: There’s something about that mustache…

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

Pairings: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warning: Suggestive, implied sexual activity

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Masterlist ☽☾

                                          ☽ ☾

“Honey, if you don’t keep your hands off of me, I doubt we’re gonna make it outside the car.”

“But you look so good Bubba.” You began to litter kisses on his neck.

“I know princess, but we have to go in public.“ He announced, letting out a sigh. You continued littering kisses on his neck, his warm scent filling your lungs.

“How about I make a deal with you, hm? If you be a good girl for daddy, I’ll give you a reward when we get back to the hotel. Okay?” Your ears perked up at reward, lips immediately leaving his neck with a nod of your head.

“Good.” He spoke softly, leaning in to kiss your lips, lovingly sucking the bottom one.

Tonight, you and Chris were attending his movie premiere in London for his Netflix movie The Gray Man.

Chris looked stunning in his crème and magenta striped shirt, black slacks, burgundy socks, and black loafers to match.

You had decided to match him simplistically, opting for a champagne-colored dress and nude heels.

To say the two of you were a match made in heaven was an understatement.

The two of you were practically made for each other.

You both knew each other well. Which is why, when Chris started playing with your fingers nervously, you knew his anxiety had spiked.

“Baby, it’s okay. You’ve done this almost a thousand times, you’re gonna do great.”

“I know Y/N, but still. I just…” He trailed off, you turning your body in the leather detailed seat to face him. You took his face between your palms, lovingly rubbing at his beard.

“I get it love, trust me, I do. You’re always nervous when you go out there. But love, every time you go out there you do amazing! I mean, come on, you’re Chris fucking Evans.” You emphasized the last statement, waving your hands as if to make an imaginary headline, Chris's laughter spreading throughout the car.

“You’re someone special, especially to me. Your fans will be happy to see you. Your family will be happy to see you. So go out there and make them proud. And just know I’ll be right beside you the entire time.” You spoke softly, pulling his hand to kiss his knuckles.

“You know, I’m supposed to be the one kissing your knuckles.”

“Yeah well, get over it Evans, I’m kissing yours tonight.” The two of you laughed, Chris leaning in to peck your lips softly, pulling back to rub your noses together.

“How did I get so lucky?”

“I could ask the same thing, Evans. But I guess you can thank Scott for that one.”

“Yeah, he did something right for once.” You both laughed once more.

Scott had introduced the two of you at a family gathering you attended with him. The two of you had met at a mutual gathering, and when your dates ditched both of you, the two of you decided to remain close to one another the rest of the night. From there you and Scott became close friends, you watching as he grew to find love. This led to him introducing you to his brother at the Evans’s Family Barbecue, which lead to 3 years of dating, 1 year of being public, and a wedding the following year. Those were the best five years of your life, and every day forward. You loved Chris wholeheartedly, as he did you.

For that, you owed Scott your love.

The laughter died down as the car rolled to a stop, the driver announcing your arrival.

“Are you ready my love?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” You spoke, raising your eyebrow at your husband. He shook his head with a smile, looking to the driver.

“We’re ready.”

With that, and the nod of the driver’s head of the window, the door was opened, and out stepped your husband into the flashing lights.

Swiftly, he turned his back to the crowd, reaching into the vehicle for your hand, palms moist with nervousness.

You squeezed his hand twice in return, a code of reassurance as he gently helped you out of the vehicle, the crowd becoming louder with your arrival. You smiled and waved to the crowd as Chris closed your door. Linking your hands together, you made your way down the carpet, the two of you being viewed as royalty by the crowd.

Stopping to sign autographs and talk to fans, you looked to Chris for any signs of worry, to which he nodded you off, indicating that he’d be fine and you could walk alone.

How the two of you read each other was amazing, and baffled others to this day. Friends of yours often questioned your tactics, wondering if you had some sort of telepathy going on. You always laughed at the jokes, just saying that the two of you knew each other well.

Your name was called out by many fans, to which you took some photos with them and even signed some autographs yourself.

Within a few moments, a reporter with a microphone came over, tapping your shoulder to initiate a conversation.

“Well hello Ms. Y/N, or should I say, Mrs. Evans. How are you tonight?” The young man spoke, his London accent coming through.

“I’m quite well, thank you for asking. How are you?”

“I’m fine, I appreciate you asking. You look lovely tonight if I do say so myself.” The man eyed you up and down lustfully, to which you caught onto immediately.

Chris would not be having it.

“Thank you so much. I’m matching my husband tonight, he looks absolutely handsome.” You spoke into the mic, looking around to find Chris’s silhouette.

“He does. Mr. Evans always looks good, as do you.”

“Why thank you. Is there anything you’d like to ask me particularly?” You questioned, raising your eyebrow.

Oh if Chris would only hurry up.

“Ah yes. It was only a while ago that it was announced that the two of you had gotten married. How did you keep it secret?” He spoke, leaning the mic towards you.

“It was very hard, you know. Fans basically watched our every move. Hell, they even found out when Chris followed me on Instagram. But Chris’s team has always done a great job at keeping him hidden from the public when need be. So I owe it all to them.”

“Ah yes. We love to hear that. So how did he propose? Was it someplace extravagant?”

“No no.” You chuckled remembering exactly how Chris proposed to you. “It was in our backyard. He had set it up beautifully for an outdoor movie night, which we try to have once a month. And I remember us watching Sleeping Beauty. And up to the part where Philip kisses Aurora, it had been edited after, which instead showed Chris kissing a character that looked like me. She woke up and he proposed to her, all the while, it was him and I in the scene. I remember looking at him baffled because I was confused about where the heck he got the animation from and why it looked so good. Then he whistled and Dodger came running down towards us with a wedding box in his mouth, which he gave to Chris. And the rest, well, the rest is history.” You spoke delightfully, smiling at the moment replaying in your head.

“Well isn’t that lovely.” The reporter spoke roughly, making you snicker under your breath.

“What’s lovely?” Chris spoke, making the man jump to which you laughed under your breath once more.

“I’m just telling him how you proposed to me.”

“Oh yeah. It was a beautiful sight. Especially after we went inside and-“

“Okay honey! Okay!” The two of you laughed at one another, completely emerged in your own universe.

Until the reporter went and popped the bubble.

“Are you two excited for the film?”

“Of course we are!” Chris announced, moving his hand to your waist, pecking your cheek.

“Most definitely, there’s something about his character, Lloyd, and that mustache. It just does something to me.” You looked at your man with a smirk, him pinching your hip in response.

“Well, at that, I’ll let the two of you go. Enjoy the rest of your night.”

“You too, thank you.” You spoke before Chris, to which he dragged you away after, whispering in your ear as the two of you made your way inside the venue.

“He was totally checking you out.”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean you can just expose our sex life!”

“I didn’t expose it, I simply hinted at it. Besides, you practically did the same thing, talking about Lloyd’s mustache.”

“Because it did! Something about him, his character and that stache… it just does something.”

“Like what?” Chris spoke into your ear, moving the two of you out of sight.

“Mm, makes me wet I could say.” You purred in his ear, nibbling on his lobe. “How about we go to the bathroom?”

“The family one?”

“Yes, Chris. I need you to help me fix my dress.”

“Well let’s go take care of that.”

-

[everglow-ing]

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[zwedexx]

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[laurfilijames]

Hi friend! A Charlie ask for you because I'm sure you have a lot of photos of him saved 😉: what are your top 3 favorite Charlie photos of all time?

Ohhhh Jess how I love you for this ask!! 😍

You assumed correctly in that I do have many photos of this gorgeous man saved for my convenience to browse whenever I am in need of a pick-me-up, which has come in handy recently and I was more than happy to go through them again to find my favourite 3 (being allowed to choose only 3 was cruel btw!)

Number 3:

A current one of Charlie at the London premiere of Rebel Moon. He's perfect. PERFECT. The hair and the way it swoops at the back. His beard with all the gray in it and the little swirl it always makes on his cheek. The candidness of him looking off to the side. And don't get me started on his NECK and how bitable it looks. *bites fist and screams*

Number 2:

LOOK AT THAT SMILE. Seeing him grin like this makes me lose my damn mind every time. It lights up his whole face. I just love his smile and when it's big enough to make the lines around his eyes scrunch up I die. How can anyone not smile when they see this?!!?

Number 1:

Okay. It's hard to form words to articulate exactly how this photo makes me feel. The thots that have been thunk because of this one are not at all appropriate to be shared if that begins to give you any idea of what this does to me. 🥵 Something about the way that toothpick is just sitting in his mouth (and how he was probably playing with it with his tongue 😩) and the cockiness on his face always makes me think that he's just finished saying something filthy or ordered me to do whatever he wants and let me tell you how much I adore that confidence and how ready and willing this bitch is to be a good girl and abide by his wishes 😇

Speaking of listening and following instructions (he can punish me, it's okay.)...I went ahead and bent the rules because I felt bad not including this one too😈

The simplicity and sweetness of it is captured so well. He looks so calm and content and I'd sell my soul to be on the receiving end of that look. I can't get enough of the creases around his mouth and this photo puts them perfectly on display like the masterpiece he is 😍

Again, thank you so much for sending this ask. It really helped bring a smile to my face and having an excuse to stare at Charlie is always the cure for any bad day or stressful time💗

[destinyc1020]

Confession:

I check N's account every now and then. My parasocial self thinks she still have something for Tom. She often post stories whenever T or Z go viral. Few things I remember:

1. Her posting being at Soho House (I think in London) in 2023 when Tom celebrated his birthday in Soho House (US) with his family and Z.

2. Her posting on Sept 1 or 2 2022 (depending on the timezone) and captioned it Good old goods. Well what I see on the post is she wants to show that she's out and happy (nothing wrong about that but girl, why sept 2 of all dates?)

3. When Tom went viral because of fixing his girl's door, N posted a story about his current boyfriend being a handy man or something to that effect (well I admit I may be overthinking this one and my understanding of British humor could be wrong)

4. Shared a story about attending Dorian Gray opening night which happened the same day as Dune 2 premiere in London (and TZ went viral that day as expected)

Sorry for the rant, just need to let it out..

Thanks Anon for your confession....

I'm just going to be honest here since that's what I usually am on my blog lol. I'll give you my honest opinion. 😅

I'll first be honest and admit that I really haven't paid much attention to N (if at all) since 2021 lol.

Once it became apparent that Tom dumped her to get back with Z, and he and Z were starting a relationship back up again, I really didn't see the need to follow whatever N was doing tbh.

I mean, maybe you might be on to smthg? But my honest feeling is that you might just be reading a little too much into innocuous things. Just because N posts on the same day as smthg going on with TZ doesn't automatically mean she's not over Tom or over a breakup.

She and Tom barely dated each other... 👀 It's not like they dated each other for years upon years, or even went out on dates like a regular couple (most of their time together was spent indoors during the Covid-19 shutdown).

Honestly? It's 2024. If she were still pining after a guy that dumped her almost 4 years ago back in 2020, I'd say that it's time for her to go to therapy and figure out what's going on there, coz that's not normal. 👀😬

With that said, I personally doubt N is still holding a torch for Tom. It was pretty obvious when she was throwing shade re: their breakup, but after 2021, I haven't seen her behaving in that manner. I also kind of get the feeling that she made peace with the whole thing long time ago.

Sometimes, I think fans forget that Tom was actually her rebound from Stanley. Tom himself was also still rebounding (imo) when he dated N. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I really don't think it was as serious as some fans made the thing out to be tbh.

Last I checked, N seems perfectly happy with her new beau. ☺️

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The Gray Man London Premiere

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Chris Evans - The Gray Man London Premiere

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Random thought

2012…Loki attacks Midgard

Shield searches for mentions of him and finds photos from the London premiere in 1977. Where Loki is in photos with two strange men. One of them is Brad Wolfe, an actor who disappeared after the premiere of his film and the police never found him. The second is an unknown man with a gray mustache.

Archival camera recordings were found where Loki and an unknown man kidnap the actor to the yellow portal.

Loki can control shadows, has telekinesis and create illusions.

The actor's fate was probably tragic. It is unknown who Loki's ally was, a man with a gray mustache.