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Rami Malek and Oscar Isaac attend the Variety Studio at TIFF Presented by Airbnb during the Toronto International Film Festival, in Canada on September 11, 2016.
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AW I did not know how badly I needed to see a photo of the two of them together until this very moment how did you know!!!!!!
Same height. that was the thing i was going with. Similarish build, similar hairline, approximately similar coloring, don’t really look at all alike, but for some reason I’m utterly convinced that in uniform nobody could tell Iolo and Poe apart and it was so dumb and yet hilarious.
Maybe I need to finish that story I started months ago, where Iolo visits Poe on a school break and hilarity ensues. (Mostly, Kes is like, wait, Poe, this *isn’t* your boyfriend? Why is this not your boyfriend? are you blind or something? is something wrong with you? and Iolo maybe dies a little but also is utterly vindicated.)
I mean, I tagged you for the exact reason that I cannot unsee (defancast? idk) Rami Malek as Iolo, which is all your fault (for which, thanks! no, I mean really, sincerely, thanks. it’s great!) And I can see the potential resemblance - it’s not super obvious here because Oscar’s all grey and beardy, but clean-shaven and mentally adjusting hairstyles, it’s there. Not in any particular details, but in the overall effect? It’s the jawline, I think, and, like, a general impression of striking, emotive eyes? Age him down and give them matching undercuts and put them in a sea of identically-uniformed cadets, and I buy it even more.
And also I am unreasonably, intensely invested in your Iolo and his history with your Poe, and I saw this photo and was immediately like ‘oh man, how secretly resentful is Poe when he’s coming right up on forty and greying, and Iolo’s like sixty and still twentysomething in human years?’
(“I’d still hit that,” Iolo says, joking, but with a pointedness honed and calibrated by literally twenty years of friendship stubbornly lacking in those particular benefits.
“Right, because what I need is another much-younger lover to keep up with,” Poe grouses. “What are you trying to do, kill me?”)
So, um, now I’m apparently writing fic of your fic. How about I stop that now, sorry.
i don’t know how to have a conversation on this stupid platform without cluttering up the reblogs so fuck itreplies don’t work on my phoneand i can’t copy-paste tags either so tag convos are kind of a non-starterso i guess everybody just has to put up with me writing all over their posts sorry folks oh tumblrwhy so shit?
yeah replies don’t work on phones, i have to save everything up and do it on my computer, and that’s only doable because i don’t do much on here, LOL.
Sorry, anyone who follows me, this is just gonna get clunky. If you’re not into it, I can recommend xkit’s PostBlock feature! :) If you are into it, I’ll do a replies roundup if you leave one!
What I think is really funny is that IRL Rami is… three years younger than Oscar? Two? Not significantly younger. 1981 birthdate, to Oscar’s 1979. So they are actually really close in age. It’s just Isaac’s choice to go naturally gray that’s making him appear older. Their faces are even similarly weathered, if you look.
They’re not particularly similar-looking, but I was thinking about my experiences with this at school, and often I had a friend I’d get confused with– and it was superficial stuff that did it for people, like us both being blonde and round-faced and of similar heights and builds. The two of them having dark hair and strong jaws and big eyes and being the same height would be plenty, especially if they had the same haircut and uniform.
(Poe and Bolt, however, do resemble one another uncannily, and since Iolo’s still twentysomethingish-looking…)
Poe knows better than to resent Iolo’s looks, but you’re right, having twentysomethings to keep up with, he’s probably going to be a little grumpy about it. And Iolo’s absolutely going to give him shit for it, and also point out that it’s not an impediment as far as he’s concerned…
Added awkwardness: during that school visit, Iolo pointed out to Poe that Kes was not an unattractive man. (Keshians just don’t think of age the way we do, and Kes is only twenty years older than Poe.) And that sort of traumatized Poe. If it hadn’t been a terrible situation when they met again just now, Iolo probably would have observed that, shit, Kes is still hot.
I just went looking for the excerpt and I know I posted it before, I remember that I did. Anyway. I don’t think I posted this one.
“Papa,” Poe was saying, and went on in Iberican. Iolo caught the words lloviendo and, later, selva, which he thought meant raining and forest respectively.
Kes laughed, and answered him. Iolo made it as far as the doorway, just as Kes bent over Poe, who was sitting at the kitchen table, and kissed him on the top of his head. Poe laughed, and put his arms around his father’s waist and held on. Kes straightened up as Poe pulled him in, and stood with his hand on Poe’s head, tousling his hair.
Which– whoa– was a mass of tight, tousled curls. Iolo had never seen Poe’s hair look like that. He knew Poe fought with it sometimes in the humidity– he did too, a little– but he had no idea it was to this extent.
Kes noticed Iolo then, and smiled broadly. He had a really friendly face, like and yet unlike Poe’s; Iolo hadn’t really taken him in, last night. He was big, long-legged and broad-shouldered in a way Poe really wasn’t; his hair was salt-and-pepper, close-cropped, and his beard was still black, very exactingly trimmed. He had dark, dark eyes, deeper-set than Poe’s and a little hooded.
Iolo swallowed hard. For Keshians, age wasn’t as significant a factor as for humans, and Poe’s dad was really hot. He hadn’t forseen that at all. “Hey,” he said.
“Good morning,” Kes said, and Poe yanked back a little, turning to look. Kes ruffled his hair again, and let him go.
exuberatrix:
bomberqueen17:
artifactrix:
mcavoys:
Rami Malek and Oscar Isaac attend the Variety Studio at TIFF Presented by Airbnb during the Toronto International Film Festival, in Canada on September 11, 2016.
Paging @bomberqueen17
AW I did not know how badly I needed to see a photo of the two of them together until this very moment how did you know!!!!!!
Same height. that was the thing i was going with. Similarish build, similar hairline, approximately similar coloring, don’t really look at all alike, but for some reason I’m utterly convinced that in uniform nobody could tell Iolo and Poe apart and it was so dumb and yet hilarious.
Maybe I need to finish that story I started months ago, where Iolo visits Poe on a school break and hilarity ensues. (Mostly, Kes is like, wait, Poe, this *isn’t* your boyfriend? Why is this not your boyfriend? are you blind or something? is something wrong with you? and Iolo maybe dies a little but also is utterly vindicated.)
I mean, I tagged you for the exact reason that I cannot unsee (defancast? idk) Rami Malek as Iolo, which is all your fault (for which, thanks! no, I mean really, sincerely, thanks. it’s great!) And I can see the potential resemblance - it’s not super obvious here because Oscar’s all grey and beardy, but clean-shaven and mentally adjusting hairstyles, it’s there. Not in any particular details, but in the overall effect? It’s the jawline, I think, and, like, a general impression of striking, emotive eyes? Age him down and give them matching undercuts and put them in a sea of identically-uniformed cadets, and I buy it even more.
And also I am unreasonably, intensely invested in your Iolo and his history with your Poe, and I saw this photo and was immediately like ‘oh man, how secretly resentful is Poe when he’s coming right up on forty and greying, and Iolo’s like sixty and still twentysomething in human years?’
(“I’d still hit that,” Iolo says, joking, but with a pointedness honed and calibrated by literally twenty years of friendship stubbornly lacking in those particular benefits.
“Right, because what I need is another much-younger lover to keep up with,” Poe grouses. “What are you trying to do, kill me?”)
So, um, now I’m apparently writing fic of your fic. How about I stop that now, sorry.
i don’t know how to have a conversation on this stupid platform without cluttering up the reblogs so fuck itreplies don’t work on my phoneand i can’t copy-paste tags either so tag convos are kind of a non-starterso i guess everybody just has to put up with me writing all over their posts sorry folks oh tumblrwhy so shit?
yeah replies don’t work on phones, i have to save everything up and do it on my computer, and that’s only doable because i don’t do much on here, LOL.
Sorry, anyone who follows me, this is just gonna get clunky. If you’re not into it, I can recommend xkit’s PostBlock feature! :) If you are into it, I’ll do a replies roundup if you leave one!
What I think is really funny is that IRL Rami is… three years younger than Oscar? Two? Not significantly younger. 1981 birthdate, to Oscar’s 1979. So they are actually really close in age. It’s just Isaac’s choice to go naturally gray that’s making him appear older. Their faces are even similarly weathered, if you look.
They’re not particularly similar-looking, but I was thinking about my experiences with this at school, and often I had a friend I’d get confused with– and it was superficial stuff that did it for people, like us both being blonde and round-faced and of similar heights and builds. The two of them having dark hair and strong jaws and big eyes and being the same height would be plenty, especially if they had the same haircut and uniform.
(Poe and Bolt, however, do resemble one another uncannily, and since Iolo’s still twentysomethingish-looking…)
Poe knows better than to resent Iolo’s looks, but you’re right, having twentysomethings to keep up with, he’s probably going to be a little grumpy about it. And Iolo’s absolutely going to give him shit for it, and also point out that it’s not an impediment as far as he’s concerned…
Added awkwardness: during that school visit, Iolo pointed out to Poe that Kes was not an unattractive man. (Keshians just don’t think of age the way we do, and Kes is only twenty years older than Poe.) And that sort of traumatized Poe. If it hadn’t been a terrible situation when they met again just now, Iolo probably would have observed that, shit, Kes is still hot.
I just went looking for the excerpt and I know I posted it before, I remember that I did. Anyway. I don’t think I posted this one.
“Papa,” Poe was saying, and went on in Iberican. Iolo caught the words lloviendo and, later, selva, which he thought meant raining and forest respectively.
Kes laughed, and answered him. Iolo made it as far as the doorway, just as Kes bent over Poe, who was sitting at the kitchen table, and kissed him on the top of his head. Poe laughed, and put his arms around his father’s waist and held on. Kes straightened up as Poe pulled him in, and stood with his hand on Poe’s head, tousling his hair.
Which– whoa– was a mass of tight, tousled curls. Iolo had never seen Poe’s hair look like that. He knew Poe fought with it sometimes in the humidity– he did too, a little– but he had no idea it was to this extent.
Kes noticed Iolo then, and smiled broadly. He had a really friendly face, like and yet unlike Poe’s; Iolo hadn’t really taken him in, last night. He was big, long-legged and broad-shouldered in a way Poe really wasn’t; his hair was salt-and-pepper, close-cropped, and his beard was still black, very exactingly trimmed. He had dark, dark eyes, deeper-set than Poe’s and a little hooded.
Iolo swallowed hard. For Keshians, age wasn’t as significant a factor as for humans, and Poe’s dad was really hot. He hadn’t forseen that at all. “Hey,” he said.
“Good morning,” Kes said, and Poe yanked back a little, turning to look. Kes ruffled his hair again, and let him go.
