Ringcon is a German fantasy convention most often seen on Graham McTavish’s agenda, and popularized this weekend outside of German con attendees because the one and only Sam Heughan accepted a ludicrous amount of money showed up. And Team TN’s plans all weekend long were cancelled due to the amazing photos found following the #Ringcon hashtag.
Conventions are when you can let your fandom freak flag fly. Have a fantasy of that one hobbit proposing to you while you stand on a stool so you are 5 feet taller than him during a photo sesh? Bring your own stool and enough cash and you can probably make it happen. Want someone from a non-vampire show to bite your neck? Fork over a wad of ones and ask him to sharpen his fangs. Want to get inappropriately close to your favorite celeb? You paid a SHIT TON of MONEY to be there, so get yours girl!
So we celebrated (and, we admit, laughed from time to time) the photos of Sam with fans like this #Squadgoals pic:
and this pic that made the rounds of Jack Gleeson from Game of Thrones:
Expectations – Reality #ringcon #jackgleeson #gameofthrones #joffrey A photo posted by Julia (@juleficent) on
And then we saw this:
And we just HAD to break it down, Vanity Fair Style.
Julie: If a picture could speak a thousand words: This one would just scream, “FML.”
Bekah: I hope he’s getting a lot of money. But that face looks like he’s not
Beth: Looks like Sam finally understands the hashtag we’ve been tweeting “#WWCD” (Would Would Cait Do. Or in this case. What WOULDN’T Cait Do. (Ringcon)”
Julie: That’s probably the second thought in his mind followed by, “Not this shit.”
Beth: “I should have gone more Tom Hardy than Tom Hanks. Asshole actors don’t have to do this shit.”
Julie: “Fuck. Is that Diana’s hand on my thigh again?”
Beth: “I’m never taking advice from Graham again.”
Karen: “Duncan is going to kill me in my sleep”
Beth:”Oh god I haven’t even gotten to the photo session yet and I just signed a boob. Again.”
Julie: “I should have gotten high.”
Bekah: “Graham does how many of these a month?”
Karen: “I’m the one who is supposed to touch my baws….not you ladies.”
Julie: “I should have done the sequel to Princess for Christmas.”
Beth: “How the fuck is Tobias not subjected to this? Oh yeah, clout. Fuck.”
Karen: ‘This is worse than getting buggered by Tobias’
Julie: “I wonder how my fantasy league football team is doing?”
Bekah: “I hope I go bald. Maybe they’ll stop caring about me”
Beth: “God please let the Costco sized Purell be enough.”
Karen: “Why does my hand smell like onions?”
Julie: “I haven’t had a boner in the last 12 hours. Not one.”
Beth: “Thank god for whisky dick. Crisis averted.”
Julie: “Who’s going to play me in Lifetime’s Unauthorized Outlander: Under the Kilt?”
Karen: “Fuck. Is that Barb#5 in line??”
Bekah: “Should’ve taken pop up on his offer for a job at the accounting firm ”
Julie: “Great. Another fucking quilt.”
Bekah: “I’m getting hungry – where’s a fan with a baked good when you need — oh shit. Spoke too soon- Is that an “under the kilt” bachelorette cake?”
Julie: “My turtle dick is giving me a headache.”
Karen: “They said: get an agent….they said: get a social media team….they said: do RingCon….and this is the one I fucking listen to??”
Bekah: “Oh god- does that lady have on Heughan-pants? ” “As if I needed to give the TN girls any more ammo”
Julie: “If I have to say waterweed one more time…”
Beth: “Why don’t lingerie models attend fandom cons?”
Julie: “It’s days like these that I regret not doing the Glasgow Dinner Theater production of Cats.”
Karen: “Will this ever end?”
It’s over, Sam. You survived. And remember for next time: #WWCD
