(something in the way she laughed told me I had no chance)

[riverdresses]

After a bit of an absence, here comes part two of my series one Mason picspam for m'dearest nentari! This round, we cover episodes eight through fourteen & in the third round, I'll start with series two.

& because this half is a bit heavy on the Mason/Daisy (♥♥♥), here is a very lovely vid that nentari happened upon that I've just fallen in love with - it's living on Reinette now, actually!

Okay then, now to the picspammage!

SO NOT DIAL-UP FRIENDLY.

Caps: Striped Wall





































LOLZ SAM JONES & FITZ KREINER.















(a knight in shining armour moment! ♥)



(. . . UNF. THAT LIGHTING . . . THE HAIR . . . CAN'T BRAIN NOW, EXCUSE ME.)



















'Fuck you, Daisy.'

(I heart Daisy. But she was being pretty much a bitch to him here. So he gets a kiss for telling her off.)











(Mason in a suit . . . it's interesting, isn't it? ::giggles:: Well, okay, honestly? He cleans up pretty nice. But I prefer his usual look to this.)





(::giggles:: Ah, Daisy's outing as a bit of a con artist & her & Mason negotiating his cut of the profits & if he gets to grope her. What was it again . . . fifteen percent & he could touch them? I think that was what they settled on in the end . . . )



(I think I looked at this & thought 'Wait . . . what is with the Owen Harper look?)





'Parlour tricks are only for when you don't have the ghost, you stupid fucking limey.'

(::snorts:: I think that's when I was like, YEAH, THAT'S MAH DAISY-GIRL RIGHT THERE.)









(So he rings the doorbell posing as a census fellow & one half of his double reap calls back to his partner, 'It's English.' I FUCKING DIED LAUGHING. Also? I really love the jacket he's wearing here - I think I like it just a bit more than his red leather one. & THAT ONE'S LEATHER!)





(Thinkythinky thoughts!)





(& yes, I forget why he has a huge knife with him - but look! Bonus Betty! ::waves at her::)



(more thinking . . . )



(he can get it, he can get it . . .)



(it was such an obvious solution!)



(I can't even tell if that's a pencil or a breadstick he's holding there . . . )



(he shall ask for help, i.e., cheat shamelessly!)



(It doesn't work?)



(Fuck you too! Ah, I'll never get tired of that moment - always makes me laugh!)



(personally, Mason never struck me [no pun intended] as a matches man - he seems like he'd be the one with a lighter or two on hand.)



(may I just point out that I love how Mason seems to customise/destroy/add to almost everything he wears? I think that's why I love his style & his clothes - he always looks like he made whatever he has on to be his, even if he stole it.)





(LOVELOVELOVE HOW DOES HE MAKE THAT SO ADORABLE?)



(::waves at Mason & George::)











(this scene between Mason & Daisy will never fail to give a good tug at my heartstrings. It's just so - there's so much more than physical attraction on Mason's part when it comes to Daisy at that point, I think. He's being an actual gentleman to her & treating her respectfully & not like some cute doll he wants to fuck. He cares about her as a friend & as more. It's not so much about having sex with her or that she's pretty anymore. Sorry, I tend to get a wee bit emotional when lovely Mason/Daisy moments like these happen. & of course, I always get happy when we see more sides of Mason than just what he usually shows everyone. So there. ::beams::)



'You want me to pimp you out.'

(::gigglesnorts:: NO, IT NEVER GETS TIRED. I love Desperate!Mason. LOLZ aplenty!)



(I think we can call this Mason's 'gagging for a shag face', yes/no?)



(Daisy's got some words of encouragement for her champ!)





'Just be yourself! Only richer, more successful, smarter, clean-shaven, and I'm guessing a bigger cock.'

'. . . Okay.'

(Daisy, my girl . . . I'm of the mind that you might be mistaken on that last bit. ::claps:: I love how he just accepts her totally well-meant character assassination of him - & of his cock! ::gigglesnorts:: Daisy knows where to pull it & I love that.)



(look, I'm sorry, but I just look at his face here & think, 'Oh, hello there, Fitz!' NO, I DON'T KNOW WHY. I'M CONFUSED LIKE THAT.)



(OMG STOP SLAPPING MASON PLZ. But okay, he kind of deserved it with his godawful pickup lines. ::giggly:: BUT THEY'RE SLAPPING HIM IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES!)

& because I don't think I have the cap of it, I love the bit where Daisy randomly slaps him:

'What was that for?!'

'Just looked like so much fun.'

Awww! You know he liked it.



(. . . how does he get slapped by a kid & not die of humiliation? THAT'S WHAT I WANNA KNOW!)

& now we come to the story of how a Post-It got a reaper laid - a lovely, interesting little tale, I must say. ::looks studious::











'You a grim reaper?'











I love how in the end Mason's own profession ends up being a turn-on, even for him. ::is trying not to giggle like a silly girl::





(& THE BITCH SLAPPED HIM! What, she couldn't have done it when he was screaming 'I'M A REAPER!' over & over again? ::dies:: Ouch!)



(MASON IS ENCOURAGING UNDERAGE DRINKING O NOES! ::nose scrunch:: But that's not such a bad deathday gift, I have to say.)



(A deathday toast to George. ♥♥)

Comments

[nentari.livejournal.com]

YAY PICSPAM!

LOLZ SAM JONES & FITZ KREINER.
Well, her hair's probably a bit too long but yeah - give Ellen Muth a haircut and an English accent and she could play Sam.

I think I looked at this & thought 'Wait . . . what is with the Owen Harper look?
I think maybe Owen was a Dead Like Me fan - which is kinda ironic considering what happened to him. :P

Thinkythinky thoughts!
Erm... You mean pervypervy thoughts, don't you? XD
But yeah, that's an interesting and hot way of making the brain cogs work.

Daisy, my girl . . . I'm of the mind that you might be mistaken on that last bit.
After seeing that bump in his Union Jack underpants, I have to agree with you. :P

But okay, he kind of deserved it with his godawful pickup lines. ::giggly::
Ooh, care to share them with me?

[notusachan.livejournal.com]

Best everrrrrrr.

And, yes, I agree. Ellen Muth + haircut = Sam.