thegrrrl2002 | Some more Hi Res picspam (Reply)

I'm still working from home, and getting a serious case of cabin fever. Although I am leaving for vacation in three days. Which just makes me more anxious because I have a lot to do before then, and am feeling entirely unmotivated. ::flails::

So, of course, the one thing I am motivated to do is post way too many pictures of John and Rodney looking pretty. It's like a nervous twitch or something.

I find myself fascinated by Rodney's pretty little ear. I may be looking at this picture too much.

John, in leather, looking very intent. Works for me.

I'm sorry, but if JF is going to make adorably goofy faces, I'm going to make screencaps of them.

Some Flanigan teeth. For that crazy lady who is always going on about them. *g*

I know I already posted a regular size of this pic, but I will never, ever get tired of his expression.

I love how their expression match.

Aw, they're all sorts of cute.

I'll never get tired of the spread-legged sprawl, either. Oh, John, you're such a porn star.

A smarty-pants porn star.

Yup, he's workin' it. (Note: John, workin' it would work better if you were naked. )

This pose never gets old, either.

I love the little frown. Rodney is either thinking "this guy is full of shit" or "should I let Sheppard be on top tonight"

There's something adorably prissy about Rodney's pose.

Another maniacal round of exposition.

And he's very proud of himself. He is so getting laid tonight.

But John, you always get to be on the bottom!

Rodney's checking out the bottoming schedule now.

It drives Rodney crazy when John tries to distract him by blowing in his ear.

John thinks the algorithm Rodney is using is overly complicated.

I love the way John's face is full of angles.

Aww, Rodney makes John's face go all scrunchy.

Mmm. Hand.

Cutie pie.

I love how intent John is. Playing computer games? Reading love letters from Rodney? "Dear John, get over yourself, you're cute but not cute enough to warrant a mushy love letter, okay? ~~Love~~ Sincerely yours, Rodney. P.S. And by 'yours' I don't mean Yours."