
So, this just happened..
The picture in which I’m dreaming that Alexander Skarsgard and Michael Fassbender were brothers - hot brother - that I could pull a Sportsman’s Double with.
If Alexander Skarsgard and Michael Fassbender meet and there is photographic evidence of it, I WILL DIE.
And if, oh God, they star together in a movie, I WON’T BE ABLE TO SEE IT. BECAUSE I WILL BE DEAD.
There is a movie in the works with the two of them. It also stars My Vagina and is set in My Bed. Production is halted right now because My Vagina is on hiatus to recuperate after the vigorous rehearsals with these two.
So when are these two going to be a movie together playing Eastern European tag-team assassin guys (who kill people by seducing them obviously)?
MAKE IT HAPPEN HOLLYWOOD.
My ovaries couldn’t handle it.
Or CIA operatives. With Stark as their handler and McAvoy as their tech guy. Make it happen, Hollywood. Make it happen.
Please dear baby Jesus let this happen so that I can die in a puddle of my own lady jizz.
Photos by Henry Leutwyler
THANK YOU for collecting these.
MY GAWD! *flails*
bow ties are cool.
The hat. THE. HAAAAAAAT! Holy mother of ever loving fuck hot men. I praise thee.
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His name is Michael Fassbender. Remember him. You’re welcome.
throw this in here.
God, Fassy.
Those jeans could just slide off any minute now
Am I the only one who’s hands are dying to slip around the curve of that ass and squeeze like perv?