picspam time: james mcavoy
2/7/11 19:50![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So okay, as I mentioned to you guys the other day, I have been have this issue lately with James McAvoy's goddamn face, and it still hasn't gone away. I've been exercising pretty amazing self-restraint in not spamming the everloving fuck out of my tumblr (well, except for the one with him onstage, sitting at a guy's feet, head on his thigh, getting his head affectionately rubbed, but everyone has their limits, okay?).
But, yeah, I've managed to restrain myself from posting tons of pictures to tumblr! Go me! But, uh, that means instead I am going to post all of the pictures on livejournal. But all at once! And under a cut tag! That's way better!
And don't even try to lie to me, you know your life is going to be improved by seeming several dozen pictures of his face. I know for a fact some of you are having the same issues as me.
So, um. Here you go. Consider it a present from me.

Most of these pictures I got from james-mcavoy.org (some of these are hi-res there, btw, and resized for this entry), a couple from google images, and one or two from tumblr. None of those places have very reliable sourcing, which is a shame and leaves me lacking key information. Like in this one, for example, I'm not even sure who the dude he's sitting on is.

Amazing fashion choice.


SHUT YOUR FACE AND YOUR GODDAMN PUPPY

Is that a dude's coat?


He is unexpectedly hitting a number of my buttons here, between the facial hair, long legs in jeans, and general 70s-esque vibe.



Not sure what's up with the hair, but kind of digging the bare feet here.



FUCK YOU MCAVOY


I'm not entirely sure what the situation is here in his pants. And I don't even mean that in an entirely dirty way.

I find the denim workshirt a questionable look in and of itself, but if you are going to wear it, I feel like it shouldn't clash with the wash of your jeans. Also, something about the post and background here screams "yearbook senior portrait" to me.

Ugh, just shut up.

This is another one of the pictures where I am guessing the lack of source context probably hurts me.

STOP JUDGING ME. YOU DON'T ME. YOU DON't KNOW MY LIFE.

ngl, this one actually kind of freaks me the hell out.

For whatever reason, it's the hands that make this one for me.

YOUR FACE. WHAT IS IT.


This is as good a time as any to mention that for about half of these pictures, I have a "get out of there cat" style monologue going on in my head, starring James McAvoy as The Cat.


Why.

FACE.


So awkward.


I appear to like pictures where he sits on thing. IDK.


I actually suspect this picture wouldn't make any more sense even with sources or context.



Ugh, back to the unexpected button pushing. Om nom nom.

More awkward!

As I told
speshope the other day: HE'S TERRIBLE, FACEWISE.

Look at that manly yawn.

I don't know.

BABY FACE.

More sitting on things.

Peekaboo: not actually sexy.


Deal with it.

Yes.

Yes, those curtain ties do have his wrists restrained, thank you for asking. Easier to see and appreciate in the bigger version here.




Hello, creepy black hood. We meet again.


Lookit him all curled up in the chair.

UGH.



Anne Marie Duff, his wife.








And that, I think, is as good a place as any to stop.
But, yeah, I've managed to restrain myself from posting tons of pictures to tumblr! Go me! But, uh, that means instead I am going to post all of the pictures on livejournal. But all at once! And under a cut tag! That's way better!
And don't even try to lie to me, you know your life is going to be improved by seeming several dozen pictures of his face. I know for a fact some of you are having the same issues as me.
So, um. Here you go. Consider it a present from me.

Most of these pictures I got from james-mcavoy.org (some of these are hi-res there, btw, and resized for this entry), a couple from google images, and one or two from tumblr. None of those places have very reliable sourcing, which is a shame and leaves me lacking key information. Like in this one, for example, I'm not even sure who the dude he's sitting on is.

Amazing fashion choice.


SHUT YOUR FACE AND YOUR GODDAMN PUPPY

Is that a dude's coat?


He is unexpectedly hitting a number of my buttons here, between the facial hair, long legs in jeans, and general 70s-esque vibe.



Not sure what's up with the hair, but kind of digging the bare feet here.



FUCK YOU MCAVOY


I'm not entirely sure what the situation is here in his pants. And I don't even mean that in an entirely dirty way.

I find the denim workshirt a questionable look in and of itself, but if you are going to wear it, I feel like it shouldn't clash with the wash of your jeans. Also, something about the post and background here screams "yearbook senior portrait" to me.

Ugh, just shut up.

This is another one of the pictures where I am guessing the lack of source context probably hurts me.

STOP JUDGING ME. YOU DON'T ME. YOU DON't KNOW MY LIFE.

ngl, this one actually kind of freaks me the hell out.

For whatever reason, it's the hands that make this one for me.

YOUR FACE. WHAT IS IT.


This is as good a time as any to mention that for about half of these pictures, I have a "get out of there cat" style monologue going on in my head, starring James McAvoy as The Cat.


Why.

FACE.


So awkward.


I appear to like pictures where he sits on thing. IDK.


I actually suspect this picture wouldn't make any more sense even with sources or context.



Ugh, back to the unexpected button pushing. Om nom nom.

More awkward!

As I told
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)

Look at that manly yawn.

I don't know.

BABY FACE.

More sitting on things.

Peekaboo: not actually sexy.


Deal with it.

Yes.

Yes, those curtain ties do have his wrists restrained, thank you for asking. Easier to see and appreciate in the bigger version here.




Hello, creepy black hood. We meet again.


Lookit him all curled up in the chair.

UGH.



Anne Marie Duff, his wife.








And that, I think, is as good a place as any to stop.
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