omg

[erastes]

I’m sorry, but it’s things like this that make me revert, just temporarily into a squealing fangirl who wants to throw themselves at Isaac’s feet. The man understands Lucius, inside out—makes far far more of him than JKR, who frankly, until Isaacs started playing the part had hardly even treated him as anything 3 dimensional. What he says here about “what happened to Lucius in Azkaban” made me happy (in a fanfic way, not happy about the rape and torture) and the way he talks about his emasculation by Voldemort (or rather the completion of that process, begun by the Ministry) is just class. And LOOK at him, he’s all worn, and sad and…gah!  WANT!

*coughs* normal professional author service will be resumed as soon as possible.

As long as Jason doesn’t do any more of this.

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[sinick.livejournal.com]

GENIUS. This is a man who really gets inside a character's psyche, thinks about their life, what goes on 'off camera'.

This isn't just your run-of-the-mill acting, it's the world's finest cosplaying, by someone who's brought a fan's focus on reading between the lines and seeing behind the scenes.

[erastes.livejournal.com]

Lucius peers over his sunglasses and looks over at Snape who is huddling under a huge beach umbrella and is covered from head to foot.

"You've done nothing but complain since we got to South America, Severus. And you said no one would believe that you'd allow yourself to be poisoned. Have another cuba libre and strip off a little."

[sinick.livejournal.com]

Severus snorts knowingly. "You just want an excuse to slather me all over in sunscreen potion. For your information, sunglasses don't help against Legilimency," he smirks, summoning a frosty glass and lifting it in toast before taking a long sip.

"The potion I wouldn't mind," he admits judiciously, "and to be honest the slathering would be rather delightful, but not here. The bloody sand gets everywhere!"

[erastes.livejournal.com]

With a wide, satisfied smile--less like a cat who has got the cream, and more like a panther who has found that the cream can be eternal - he puts down his drink. He loves that Severus can read his intentions...now.

"Oh, that sound terribly uncomfortable. I would not be your friend if I allowed this to continue. Perhaps I can assist you to remove it. Or at least," he said, happier than he felt he had a right to be, "help you locate it."