The Tragic Love Story of Pretty Boys on a Beach (X-Men: First Class)cherrybinaOctober 21 2011, 14:00:17 UTC
“So, you’re like a human magnet and I can read minds,” James McAvoy says to Michael Fassbender. “We should team up for world domination.”
Michael Fassbender smiles at him, showing his approximately 3734906 teeth and says, “That sounds awesome, but do you know what would be even better? Kinky sex. Think of the possibilities. I'm not sure I entirely understand how it would work, but we can handwave it all away for the sake of fabulous orgasms.”
“Mmmmmm HOT, but how did we end up on this beach?” James McAvoy says, looking around in confusion.
“I think our plane crashed? Possibly there were missiles involved, I’m not really sure. Why don’t you clutch at your head and read someone’s mind to find out?” Michael Fassbender says, while wearing a weird helmet-thing on his head that he may or may not have stolen from Loki.
“They’re all… busy. Or maybe we’re alone? THIS IS VERY CONFUSING,” James McAvoy says, and then he falls down on the ground in slow motion.
“Why are you crying?” Michael Fassbender asks, rocking his beautiful blue-eyed boyfriend-soon-to-be-enemy in his arms.
“I think we’re both crying, actually,” James McAvoy says through his delicate tears of angst.
“Probably it’s because we end up as mortal enemies someday, but I don’t actually know which one of us is the bad guy. I don’t even know which one of us ends up in a wheelchair.”
“THIS IS ALL VERY TRAGIC,” James McAvoy says, still crying, because he does that a lot.
“You read my mind.”
“Oh please,” James McAvoy says. “That's the most overused cliche in this fandom.”
“Hush now,” Michael Fassbender and all of his teeth say. “And cry pretty for me.”
Michael Fassbender smiles at him, showing his approximately 3734906 teeth and says, “That sounds awesome, but do you know what would be even better? Kinky sex. Think of the possibilities. I'm not sure I entirely understand how it would work, but we can handwave it all away for the sake of fabulous orgasms.”
“Mmmmmm HOT, but how did we end up on this beach?” James McAvoy says, looking around in confusion.
“I think our plane crashed? Possibly there were missiles involved, I’m not really sure. Why don’t you clutch at your head and read someone’s mind to find out?” Michael Fassbender says, while wearing a weird helmet-thing on his head that he may or may not have stolen from Loki.
“They’re all… busy. Or maybe we’re alone? THIS IS VERY CONFUSING,” James McAvoy says, and then he falls down on the ground in slow motion.
“Why are you crying?” Michael Fassbender asks, rocking his beautiful blue-eyed boyfriend-soon-to-be-enemy in his arms.
“I think we’re both crying, actually,” James McAvoy says through his delicate tears of angst.
“Probably it’s because we end up as mortal enemies someday, but I don’t actually know which one of us is the bad guy. I don’t even know which one of us ends up in a wheelchair.”
“THIS IS ALL VERY TRAGIC,” James McAvoy says, still crying, because he does that a lot.
“You read my mind.”
“Oh please,” James McAvoy says. “That's the most overused cliche in this fandom.”
“Hush now,” Michael Fassbender and all of his teeth say. “And cry pretty for me.”
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Four for you, cherrybina. You go, cherrybina.
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So accurate, OMG!!! XD
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BAHAHHAA YES. AND THIS FRIGHTENS ME, ACTUALLY.
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