Wearing It So Well

Wearing It So Well

Edited by 3 In The AM — wearing a bit of a worldly, victorious, but not jaded air. It’s delicious, because it’s still joyous, and somehow still wholesome yet naughty. Still him. And all I can think when I see this version of Richard Armitage is “Naked. Here. Now.” Sorry. It’s a bit graphic. But it is the first thing that goes through my head every time I see him at just this point in his career.

It probably has a lot more to do with my psyche than with him… and if he were actually to show up on my doorstep, I’m sure I’d run and get the keys to the car so I could show him all of the cool things about my hometown, rather than dodging to get my most exciting underthings. lol But the brain is a curious and shady implement and mine, right now, is reacting to his smirk by flopping onto its (metaphorical) back.

Silly brain. Richards are for the movies. Well, and for the iPod, in a month or so! (fist pump into the air, can’t wait for Hamlet)

(sigh) Smirkitage. Delicious.

** I finally had to post this photo, and my reaction to it, after seeing it several times on Armitage Agonistes; but if anyone (Perry?) has a click-through link to the image itself handy, I’d appreciate it. I did a cursory search but couldn’t quickly find it, and couldn’t afford to get bogged down on a long look. Thanks!!  — UPDATE — thanks to Perry for the link! Click through for the Tumblr-y goodness, now. **


My reaction to the Into The Storm trailer

– And I’m afraid it’s quite shallow – went exactly like this:

(buzz of surface thoughts, buzz of surface thoughts)

Significant. Arseitage.

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(more stuff blowing up, yadda yadda)

…rewind to that van scene back there. Oooooooooooooh.

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Round Three of the Middle Earth March Madness, 2014 Edition

Round Three is open in this contest, and I had this random thought today, which I had to share. All apologies to fans of Thranduil. I *am* a fan of Thranduil, and Movie!Thranduil ROCKS ASS. He is one of the best best BESTEST things about the Hobbit movies. For reals. 


In the matchup of Galadriel versus Thranduil, my brain immediately popped out: “Galadriel versus Thranduil? She would smack him down LIKE A BITCH.” Because I’m sorry, amazing warrior or no, Galadriel is Galadriel. And that is just that. 


(This, of course, leaves aside the whole question of “would she?” — which is why I don’t think Gandalf *would* actually defeat Luthien Tinuviel, even in a March Madness bracket. I think he would simply walk into the arena, look at her, and bow for the coup de grâce. He is an amazing character, but part of what makes him amazing is his capacity to choose his fight, and I think he would choose a noble defeat. ❤ )

Cough. Anyway. There ya go. 

Nothing To Do With Anything, Really

…Except that this came up in someone else’s blog comments and for some reason I feel compelled to share it. In hopes that you’ll have a laugh, as I did, I suppose. :}

I was just thinking I’d like to see Richard Armitage do a movie where he gets on a trampoline.

OK, no, hear me out. It’s not about the bits and bobs, because – as a wielder of large bosoms (and I accidentally typed that as “bisons”, so bwahahahahahahaahha oops) THAT HURTS, so SAFETY HARNESSES, people – but he seems to be a gentle and occasionally lighthearted fellow in real life. Serious and intent when it comes to work, yes; but capable of great humor and charm. Wonderful laugh we’d all like to see more of.

Also, he’s rangy and gorgeous. Well-coordinated. He’s sex on a stick. It’s just the truth.

Last but not least, he has a penchant for playing characters in grim situations, or if he plays lovers, there tends to be a dark side. That dark side, man. Except!!!! Except for Lovely Lovely Harry Kennedy, the character I would probably most want to fall into bed with (and possibly take for a walk like Geraldine, sigh and swoon and also lol).

Imagine Harry Kennedy (OK, you can put him in a barely-there bikini if you *must*, I’ll have him in whatever Harry would prefer wearing… secretly hoping he’s just rolled out of my bed and put on flannel pj bottoms, personally) jumping on a trampoline. Again, since this is my script, he’s so happy with the fantastic shag(s) that he had to express his joy, and the trampoline just happened to be there.

Oh well. Since Harry doesn’t seem to be coming back (domestic bliss forbids, we assume), Thorin seems only slightly more likely to jump on a trampoline than the Balrog (oooooh, imagine that, Flame of Udun! – Suddenly I’m having a Legend/Two Towers slash moment: “Hot Hornéd Beasts On Trampolines, Vol. 1”? Um…sorry) and John Porter…

OMG sorry. John Porter jumping on a trampoline was pure porn. I got stuck there for a minute. But that’s not gonna happen for terrible and horrible and character-related reasons.  (Still angry/sad about.)

Anyhoo. I have no coherent point in this post except to invite you to imagine the many characters of Richard Armitage jumping on trampolines. (Heinz Kruger gigglesnort)

And now I suppose I truly must go work on my taxes. UGH.

(boing … boing … boing … Harry, could you come help me with these taxes, dear? Or at least sit here with me while I do them? — Or at least move the trampoline in front of the window? … oh yes. Thank you, sweetheart.)

Imagination is a wonderful thing. 😉