I don't know what's going on in some of these pictures, but I don't think anyone other than McAvoy does, so, it's all right. By "leans against even more stuff" I apparently mean he switches walls.
I assume that this photograph was arranged to make McAvoy appear taller, and the one guy finds it hilarious.
Here he impersonates Mal from Firefly.
But really, he's a Hobbit.
This one always makes me think of the "you're too precious for this world" instance (yes, I'm ruining what is probably a touching moment in a play, WHATEVER).
I'M GOING TO GET UP ON THIS-- AND GET INTO A PUSH-UP LIKE POSITION & GIVE THE CAMERA A SMOLDERING GAZE OKAY. I'M TELLING YOU IT'S GOING TO LOOK SO DAMN GOOD I'M TELLING YOU.
But he's as handsome as ever. And I really like that picture from the play; I've seen others from the same play, I think, and I wish I knew what the play was or if there was a copy somewhere I could watch. Looks interesting.
AND IT WORKS. MOSTLY. I'M SLIGHTLY DISTRACTED BY THE BACKGROUND. Since it vaguely reminds me of a museum I really liked.
He really is. The play, I think, is "Three Days of Rain", though I don't know if there are any watchable copies of it floating around anywhere. (Oh hey, the rest of the production stills (http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/32703498.html).) I generally like all the pictures from it.
Haha does it really? Wherever/whatever it is, it's certainly an interesting place to shoot.
Thanks for that! I googled the title of it, and turns out the play only made its debut in 1997. There's nothing on netflix though so far as the play itself goes; I'll have to search the internet another time.
Yes, and after some bizarre Googling, I have found it -- the Centrale Montemartini (http://www.centralemontemartini.org/) museum in Rome, which is like, statues and old power generators. It's pretty awesome.
Ohh, okay. :D I'll keep an eye out for it if I ever stumble upon it.
Have I told you the "do it sexy?" theory yet? And the McAvoy corollary to it? IT'S PRETTY GREAT.
Also, HIS FAAAACCCEEEEE I CAN'T EVEN. There were a few of these that I've never seen before and saved into my "Creepy McAvoy Folder" for future, you know. Staring at. UGH. I APPRECIATE HIM.
Okay, so, Becca has this theory of all of those bizarre photo shoots, where the actor just shows up and the photographer is like, "Pour water out of this boot! AND DO IT SEXY. (http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lokf2rFQtD1qkspsro1_500.jpg)" And the actor is like, "What the...no normal human being would--" "SEXY." "Whatever. Whatever."
The McAvoy Corollary is that the photographer is like, "Fall down some stairs. AND DO IT SEXY! (http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lotsb8OeDi1ql7qv1o1_500.jpg)" and McAvoy is like, "OKAY! :D!" and the photographer kind of squints and is like, "No, SEXY. SEXY. Not deranged! Not gooberifc! Sexy! Can't you just....we're really going for....oh, fine. Whatever. We're done."
So many more photos! The leaning! And the crouching! And his adorable goober face again!
By the end of the day, Erik has six micro cards full of photos and a migraine the size of Texas. Azazel leans over Erik's shoulder to examine the photos while the rest of the team cleans up the sets and Xavier changes into the outfit he arrived in.
"Wow," Azazel says. "Do you think he's surgically attached to the wall?"
"I think he's an asshole," Erik grounds out. And yet still attractive, his mind adds. "Also, are you the one who told him my name?"
Azazel looks as innocent as it is possible for him to look, which isn't very. There's a reason Erik likes working with him. "Oops. Was he not supposed to know?"
"You're also an asshole," Erik says.
"And yet you work with me."
"Only because everyone else is too incompetent to handle."
"A compliment from you, Lehnsherr? I'm honored." Azazel squints at the screen. "Why are there eight pictures of him with his head against the wall?"
Erik drags another photo onto the USB he's planning on submitting to Frost. In it, Xavier is balanced precariously on a chair and reaching for something on the table. The light illuminates his shirt and face and softens the rest of the room, and Erik would love the composition of the shot if he had anything to do with it. "I don't want to talk about it."
At some point, I'm going to stop spamming your journal with this, but apparently not yet...
That's because you are an evil enabler. And I have no willpower.
And McAvoy face is absolutely, 100% too good.
"I like this one," says a voice from behind them.
Azazel whirls around. Erik rolls his eyes and doesn't bother; at this point, he can recognize Xavier's cheeky tone. "Of course you like that one. That's because I let you lurk in a doorway and make ridiculous faces."
"I don't know that 'let' had anything to do with it," Xavier says, coming around to stand at Erik's side. When Erik growls, Xavier throws up his hands and laughs.
"Alright, alight, let me. Now how about you let me take you to Per Se in apology?"
"I have work," Erik says shortly.
"You can finish it tomorrow," Azazel points out.
"But I'd prefer to finish it tonight."
"I'd like to point out that I am not busy tonight," Azazel says. "And I am always happy to be treated to dinner at Per Se."
"That's because you're a mooch," Erik says. When Xavier smiles at Azazel, Erik adds, "And I don't believe you were invited."
"That's never stopped me before," Azazel says.
"Fine," Erik says. "I will allow you to take me to dinner as an apology. Not because I couldn't manage you, because I can, but because you are difficult and annoying, and I deserve at least a four hundred dollar meal for putting up with you."
Xavier looks entirely too delighted. "Of course. How soon will you be finished?"
"Give me an hour."
"Fine!" Xavier pulls out his phone. "I'll call Antonio and ask him to keep a table open for us."
"Antonio," Erik says suspiciously.
Azazel looks disapproving. "He's the general manager, Erik. You met him at last year's Fall launch party."
"Right," Erik says. "What?"
An hour later, Erik is finally done selecting photos for Frost's approval and ejects the USB port. He leaves it on the desk for the messenger to bring over in the morning, then looks around the enormous, empty room for Xavier.
"Here," Xavier calls. Erik squints; he's lying on the bed, which is still set up in one corner of the room.
Erik makes his way over to Xavier.
"I don't suppose I could get you to join me on the bed," Xavier says.
This is going to be the very final part, and then I'm going to get back to work. Seriously. For seriousness.
Erik leans over him. "And miss out on this very expensive dinner you've promised me?"
"There will be other dinners," Xavier--Charles--says.
"And there will be other days of you on a bed," Erik says. He's proud of the evenness of his voice, how it doesn't betray his uncertainty.
"True," Charles says. "But there's no time like the present." He hooks his fingers into Erik's belt loops and pulls him down onto him. His body is warm and firm and entirely too delectable against Erik's. Erik gives up on resisting him, bending his head to kiss him.
"No, indeed," he says finally when he draws back for a breath.
"Come back here," Charles says and pulls him down again. Erik goes, unresisting.
Erik calls in sick on Friday, Charles drowsing next to him in his bed at home, breathing damply into the sensitive skin of Erik's neck, arm thrown across Erik's body. There is an enormous bruise on his collarbone from Erik's mouth. Good, Erik thinks possessively. He hangs up the phone and ducks his head under the blankets, kissing a line down Charles' stomach.
"Mmm," Charles says. "Good morning."
"It is," Erik says and takes him into his mouth.
On Monday, Frost shifts listlessly through the photographs. "These are better, I suppose," she says. She spends the most time on the series of Charles bouncing around in the faux hotel room set. "Still, you couldn't get him to do anything else on the bed?"
stlkrchck also wrote comment fic (http://chiasmus.livejournal.com/872508.html?thread=4280892#t4280892) on the last post! (I don't know if you saw, but it's equally adorable and I may just be giggling in my corner now.)
:) Why, thank you. I have cleaned it up and posted it (http://stlkrchck.livejournal.com/4275.html), and now I plan on preserving a discreet radio silence for...at least the next thirty minutes, when something else on livejournal destroys all my good intentions.
You are the best to let me scribble all over here.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:00 am (UTC)But he's as handsome as ever. And I really like that picture from the play; I've seen others from the same play, I think, and I wish I knew what the play was or if there was a copy somewhere I could watch. Looks interesting.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:11 am (UTC)He really is. The play, I think, is "Three Days of Rain", though I don't know if there are any watchable copies of it floating around anywhere. (Oh hey, the rest of the production stills (http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/32703498.html).) I generally like all the pictures from it.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:20 am (UTC)Thanks for that! I googled the title of it, and turns out the play only made its debut in 1997. There's nothing on netflix though so far as the play itself goes; I'll have to search the internet another time.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:34 am (UTC)Ohh, okay. :D I'll keep an eye out for it if I ever stumble upon it.
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Date: 2011-12-11 04:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 02:05 am (UTC)Also, HIS FAAAACCCEEEEE I CAN'T EVEN. There were a few of these that I've never seen before and saved into my "Creepy McAvoy Folder" for future, you know. Staring at. UGH. I APPRECIATE HIM.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:12 am (UTC)SERIOUSLY. I am glad I could add to a creepy McAvoy folder!
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:32 am (UTC)The McAvoy Corollary is that the photographer is like, "Fall down some stairs. AND DO IT SEXY! (http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lotsb8OeDi1ql7qv1o1_500.jpg)" and McAvoy is like, "OKAY! :D!" and the photographer kind of squints and is like, "No, SEXY. SEXY. Not deranged! Not gooberifc! Sexy! Can't you just....we're really going for....oh, fine. Whatever. We're done."
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:36 am (UTC)THIS IS AN EXCELLENT THEORY AND EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
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Date: 2011-12-12 08:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 02:14 am (UTC)At some point, I'm going to stop spamming your journal with this, but apparently not yet...
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:33 am (UTC)I approve of this kind of spam! :D :D
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:51 am (UTC)And McAvoy face is absolutely, 100% too good.
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Date: 2011-12-11 02:59 am (UTC)Oh Erik, you never had a chance. ♥ This is too cute. :D
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Date: 2011-12-11 03:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 03:19 am (UTC)Good luck on your work! ♥♥♥
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Date: 2011-12-11 03:04 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 03:11 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 03:15 am (UTC)(I lost the right thread! I am terrible at this whole live journal thing...)
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Date: 2011-12-11 03:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 03:41 am (UTC)You are the best to let me scribble all over here.
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Date: 2011-12-11 06:28 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-11 08:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-12-12 08:26 am (UTC)Would it be okay if I friend you?
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Date: 2011-12-12 08:38 am (UTC)Go right ahead! :D
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Date: 2011-12-12 08:45 am (UTC)