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Mar. 30th, 2008 07:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nny*grins*
I have a favour to ask.
See, I'm bored of my screensaver, and I want hot pics as a screensaver because obviously that would make life significantly better. Sadly, I have NO pretty pictures (well. One.) on this computer. So, I request picture spam! Characters or actors, I don't care, just pretty.
I have a favour to ask.
See, I'm bored of my screensaver, and I want hot pics as a screensaver because obviously that would make life significantly better. Sadly, I have NO pretty pictures (well. One.) on this computer. So, I request picture spam! Characters or actors, I don't care, just pretty.
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Date: 2008-03-30 07:39 pm (UTC)http://pics.livejournal.com/sandrainthesun/pic/00052db8
And several David Hewletts:
http://pics.livejournal.com/sandrainthesun/pic/00042x1s
http://pics.livejournal.com/sandrainthesun/pic/00041ysx
http://pics.livejournal.com/sandrainthesun/pic/00040eds
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Date: 2008-03-30 07:44 pm (UTC)Also, do you want some kind of drabbly payment?
*grins*
Gird your loins
Date: 2008-03-30 07:51 pm (UTC)Marlon Brando. One of the many pictures I have of him where he ISN'T sucking cock.
Robert Downey Jr. commands you to watch Kiss Kiss Bang Bang AT LONG LAST.
James McAvoy, not being a goat.
Alan "Bent As A Nine Bob Note" Cumming feels his own tits.
Obligatory "Gee, isn't he hot" Jake Gyllenhaal picture.
Obligatory "ginger fox" Damian Lewis picture.
NGNGGG GGNGNGNGGNG ARGH. *faint*
Re: Gird your loins
Date: 2008-03-30 07:54 pm (UTC)Re: Gird your loins
Date: 2008-03-30 07:55 pm (UTC)slightly john-heavy
Date: 2008-03-30 08:03 pm (UTC)Also, picspams:
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/232344.html#cutid1
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/201072.html#cutid1
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/197527.html
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/195308.html
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/194492.html#cutid1
http://unamaga.livejournal.com/190598.html
Re: slightly john-heavy
Date: 2008-03-30 08:07 pm (UTC)I - I owe you a drabble or something for that, seriously.
*LOVES*
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:13 pm (UTC)Anyhow, I'm willing to bet you've seen this one (http://pics.livejournal.com/torakowalski/pic/0001xstq), but it's worth seeing
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:15 pm (UTC)my SGA gallery - http://pics.livejournal.com/sheafrotherdon/gallery/000079eg
Re: slightly john-heavy
Date: 2008-03-30 08:15 pm (UTC)*excited squeak*
Re: slightly john-heavy
Date: 2008-03-30 08:16 pm (UTC)Re: Gird your loins
Date: 2008-03-30 08:21 pm (UTC)Re: slightly john-heavy
Date: 2008-03-30 08:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 08:32 pm (UTC)*ded*
Want drabble present in return?
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:33 pm (UTC)I always feel kind of stupid offering (because you are teh awesome, and all) but do you want drabble in return? :D!!!
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:35 pm (UTC)How about . . . Rodney being grumpy and John persuading him not to be? ;;)
Re: Gird your loins
Date: 2008-03-30 08:41 pm (UTC)... yes please.
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:41 pm (UTC)I wonder what Rodney would think if he came across that pic of topless John...
For context: High Fidelity AU-verse. XD
Date: 2008-03-30 11:10 pm (UTC)There was music leaking insidiously from the kitchen; a woman's voice, soft and husky, and definitely not what he'd left in the CD player this morning. It wasn't that hideous, actually, which was - not a good sign. Rodney grabbed the golf club leaning up against one of the few shelves with books on and swung it up to rest on his shoulder, approaching the kitchen as silently as was possible on his aging hardwood floor.
He relaxed, relieved, when he saw the familiar faded jeans and black shirt, saw John's irrepressibly perky hair bopping vaguely in time with the music. The golf club clattered when he laid it across the table, and John turned to face him, hands dripping wet and covered in soap suds. Rodney kind of wondered when his stomach would stop twisting at the little smile he was always greeted with.
"Didn't think golf was your game," John drawled, leaning back against the sink and probably drawing a wet stripe across his ass.
"I thought I was being burgled," he returned.
"The criminal element takes the time to put on some music, now?"
"Well I didn't hate it immediately," Rodney snapped, "so I didn't think it could possibly be you."
It was true, the music (http://www.mediafire.com/?1t4lc0jk1z1) really wasn't so bad as all that, definitely a step up from a lot of the angry female vocalists Rodney had had to put up with in the past. Sometimes John had the music taste of a grumpy teenage lesbian.
"Aaw, McKay, that was almost a compliment," John's expression was slowly morphing into one of his more infuriating smirks and Rodney made an effort to frown harder. "C'mon, admit it. You like it."
"I don't like it. I can possibly tolerate - wet hands! Wet hands!" His protests and flailing did nothing to deter John, who started pushing a little, making him move in time to the music, wet handprints slowly soaking through his shirt just above his hips. Rodney made a soft sound, deep in his throat, which he'd intended to be a grumble. "Sheppard, we've discussed this."
"'sokay," John told him, pulling him a little closer, eyes apparently fixed somewhere behind Rodney's shoulder as they shuffled, almost in time. "Nobody would call this dancing, Rodney. Your reputation is safe."
Rodney huffed quietly, allowed John to reel him in a little further. And when he felt the John turn his head, the slightest pressure of lips just in front of his ear, he even managed a smile.
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Date: 2008-03-30 11:10 pm (UTC)(Sources are in the filenames when I was clever enough to record them.)
ETA: argh, okay these are not showing up. I'll have to fix later. *criez*
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Date: 2008-03-30 11:15 pm (UTC)Would you like small ficlet as thank you?
From an AU I haven't actually started yet...
Date: 2008-03-30 11:32 pm (UTC)Rodney knew this, not because he was a stalker (which he wasn’t, no matter what Samantha Carter might say nor how frequently she might say it), but because it was right there on the man’s résumé. That and every other acting role he’d ever had, ranging from adverts for dog food to his show-stopping spot as ‘hot surfer #2’ on McKenzie’s River. There was no mention of his having trained anywhere, no indication of intelligent or discerning role choice, no previous experience in the theatre; just someone who had, apparently, fallen into acting because 'it seemed like something to do.'
(Yes, he'd read the TV Guide interview. It had caught his eye at the dentist.)
In any other circumstances, Rodney would have tossed the sheet onto the towering pile of rejects without a second thought. In any other circumstance, Rodney would already be yelling for the box office guy to bring him coffee and heading towards Zelenka's office to bemoan the lack of any real talent in today's submissions. Only -
It wasn't your usual headshot (http://pics.livejournal.com/torakowalski/pic/0001xstq). Not so far as Rodney knew, anyway - it'd be usual in porn, maybe. Except it didn't look -
He flipped back to it again, studied the picture. It should have looked like a cheap ploy, like a cold-blooded tactic to seduce a part out of him; it wasn't exactly a secret that Rodney prefered men, since actors tended to be entirely too self-important to keep such things to themselves. Instead, though, the picture made Sheppard look - well, naked. Obviously. But in more than just the physical. He huffed, impatient with how intrigued he was, and tapped the photograph against his lips.
There was no way Sheppard would be right for the part. But most likely inviting him in to read would dissipate any fascination this ridiculous picture inspired; actors were vapid and transparent to a man, in Rodney's experience.
He placed it on his desk, a lone paper in the 'in' tray, carefully folded to keep the picture on show.
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Date: 2008-03-31 12:09 am (UTC)Here are more:
And while a gift ficlet is certainly not necessary, you certainly would not see me turning one down. :)
A random snippet from the High Fidelity AU would not go astray . . .
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Date: 2008-03-31 12:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-31 12:59 am (UTC)How about either a snippet about how John and Rodney met in this 'verse, or else a bit of a scene that takes place sometime around the funeral (if you don't mind posting story spoilers)? But like I said, I'm seriously easy, here, and just about anything would make me happy.