So, a million years ago, welurklate
and I decided this picture
was obviously from The Au Where They're An Elite Hit Squad and we giggled into our hands about it for a while and that was it. BUT THEN. Those of you who keep abreast of the #dempsiegate2012 situation (for the full annotated documentation, see my #dempsiegate2012 tag) will be aware of THIS SITUATION
and will probably be able to extrapolate the amount of capslock that has passed through our inboxes in the last two days (a hint: LOTS). And I just had ALL THESE EXCLAMATION POINTS INSIDE OF ME and NOWHERE TO PUT THEM, and this was supposed to be a comment-fic length joke thing and then the fucking thing just would. not. end.
and SIX THOUSAND WORDS LATER, HERE WE ARE and this is my second Dempsie-centric post in a row and it's rpf and I feel like a creep, AND YET I'M NOT STOPPING, SO I GUESS I'VE MADE PEACE WITH THAT REALITY. I even made a dumb graphic for it, for I guess we're past the shame part of this evening's entertainment. ANYWAY, if you like Skins
or you like Game of Thrones
or you like professional criminals (I KNOW YOU LIKE ALL THOSE THINGS, I'VE SEEN YOUR TUMBLRS, DON'T TRY TO LIE TO ME), you should come join me here in Crazytown, refreshments will be served after the presentation.
fic: yeah, I did some things, but that’s the old meskins
/game of thrones
rpf, aka The One Where They're An Elite Hit Squad. joe dempsie, larissa wilson, daniel kaluuya, nick hoult, jlaw, oona chaplin, finn jones, everyone, everyone's grandma. pg-13 for brain matter and stuff. ~6,100 (LAWD JESUS)“We are the
worst criminals,” Daniel sighs.
notes: I feel like a double-credit should be given to welurklate
since, like, half
of this is cobbled together from things she said in passing on email and twitter, but also because I don't want to bear this shame all by myself. I BLAME YOU, K, IS WHAT I'M SAYING.( +++Collapse )