unamaga: (your face needs mah kisses)
Now that I have time to actually sort of breathe: the first week of school was a success! And by success I mean I haven't sliced my fingers off yet. I still look pretty ridiculous in my uniform and I keep getting stared at on the bus, but that's not all that new, really, and actually having kids turn around in their seats or trip over their own feet trying to look at "the funny costumes, mommy, look!" is fairly amusing.

But, I don't know! Nothing really too exciting to report, since we haven't been allowed to do much more than make chopping motions yet. Oh! Although now I have a really vivid idea of how Rodney McKay would teach a Culinary Foundations class, since I swear one of the chefs secretly is him, going around and yelling at people to correct their stance or RISK LOSING THEIR LIMBS, HAVE YOU NEVER HELD A KNIFE BEFORE IN YOUR LIFE. I imagine John Sheppard would be his most insolent student and Rodney would daily tear his hair out over John's incorrectly tied neckerchief and scruffy cheeks and daredevil knife skills.

Strike a pose.

Other things of interest: 1) I get a [personal profile] kashmir1 today and hopefully she will be willing to cuddle me a little because my god it has been a long week; 2) I'm building myself a little garden in the backyard and it will hopefully grow things! which may or may not be green! I'm kind of excited, since I've never done a proper ground garden before; 3) I have no fannish shows to watch anymore! Supernatural is over, SGA is gone, Merlin hasn't started up yet, and Glee is just way too much contact embarrassment in one hour to watch more than once: what are you all watching?; 4) I have [personal profile] pennyplainknits' awesome merlin big bang and you don't, nyah, nyah.
unamaga: (snerk)
This piece is for the "witch" prompt, completing a line bingo up the left side of my card for [livejournal.com profile] art_bingo. It's gone through so many incarnations I've lost count and the interpretation is...loose at best, but I'm kind of almost proud of it. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] villainny for inspiring this to begin with ("Nnnnny, what should I do for my witch proooommpt?" "SOMEONE DROPS A PUDDLE JUMPER ON THE WICKED WITCH!!!" "Oh dear."), and for holding my hand when I needed it.

Put 'em up, put 'em up! Which one of you first? I can fight you both together if you want. I can fight you with one paw tied behind my back. )
unamaga: (*mfeo*)
I continue to fail at social interaction and, in fact, life! Big surprise! Sorry to anyone I was awkward in the general direction of today. Hopefully this bout of ridiculousness will pass soon, or else I might be forced to suffocate myself with pie. It would make for an interesting obituary, at least, right? Yeah.

In lieu of anything more interesting to post about, here's the next piece for my [livejournal.com profile] art_bingo card, filling in the "haunted house" square. It sort of turned into a haunted hotel, but I figure that's about the same thing. Resources here, and thanks again to [livejournal.com profile] villainny for persevering in the face of my frustration towards Rodney's face - at this point, I think I might owe her at least a third of my soul for services rendered. Considering [livejournal.com profile] kashmir1 owns another third, and [livejournal.com profile] amberlynne and [livejournal.com profile] chopchica seem to have an unnatural influence on the remains, I'm not sure where that leaves me. McShepping until my hands fall off?

True love never lives happily ever after - true love has no ending. )
unamaga: (it's the kidding!)
unamaga: i would do jessica rabbit. srsly.
Villainny: hahahahahaha EVERYONE WOULD
Villainny: straight, gay, John Sheppard.
Villainny: EVERYONE.
unamaga: TRUFAX
unamaga: john sheppard wants to BE her, though
Villainny: XD
unamaga: OH MY GOD


unamaga: ARE YOU DEAD?
Villainny: I AM DEAD
unamaga: I WARNED YOU

I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that gay. )
unamaga: (TOO MUCH CUTE)
If you haven't popped over to [livejournal.com profile] sheafrotherdon's birthday celebration at [livejournal.com profile] catenip, you're missing out, dudes. As well as some truly adorable and sweet presents involving boys, the outpouring of love is just heartwarming. Aw, fandom. <333 I've left my own little contribution here:



Aug. 27th, 2008 02:12 am
unamaga: (morning soft)
  • The fall fandom free-for-all!

    From [livejournal.com profile] oxoniensis's post: this is a multifandom, fanworks, free-for-all! Basically, request any piece of fanwork you would like – fic, art, icons, video – in any fandom. In return, you offer to make something for someone else. This is the opportunity to see that fic you've always wanted written, to clear the pipes of your own unused ideas by making someone else write them for you, to get new icons for the new season!

    Based on the fact that it has already secured me a John/Rodney bodyswap fic: this is freaking awesome. Plod on over if you'd like and start requesting things. Unless my internet gives out, I'll be trolling the comments. And, uh, just in case, here's me.

  • Um. I seem to be spending a lot of time in Photoshop lately? Woops. This one's for my darling [livejournal.com profile] kashmir1, who stays up till nine in the morning with me to write porn. ♥

    waiting for your moment, G )
unamaga: (love me lately)
Dear fandom,

unamaga: (come up and see me)
This is all Julie's fault. And, well, Andrea contributed, but since she didn't know at the time, I'll give her a free pass. Cut for sheer size, not to mention slight NWS-ness - and by that, I mean John's wearing fishnets. Original photo found through google search.

I promise one day I'll actually churn out something semi-serious. Maybe.

Just a sweet transvestite )
unamaga: (john sheppard)
Um, so, this latest bit of lunacy has a story behind it, I promise. See, I grabbed [livejournal.com profile] unaccompanied_g for artword this month, and we were emailing back and forth with story/art links - all very innocent - and then suddenly John was wearing lederhosen in my inbox and I was sputtering iced tea all over myself. Obviously I had to fight back. And 'fighting back' in my book apparently means giving Rodney braids. Officially, we blame too much sugar and not enough sleep, but unofficially - yeah, I'm not sure either.

[livejournal.com profile] unaccompanied_g: Oh my god. Oh my GOD. IT'S BEAUTIFUL. *TEAR* (...He looks so WISTFUL.)
[livejournal.com profile] unamaga: HE WANTS TO KNOW WHERE HIS LITTLE JAUNTY CAP IS.
[livejournal.com profile] unaccompanied_g: HE IS SO SAD WITHOUT IT.
[livejournal.com profile] unamaga: ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, HIS BOOBS LOOK AWESOME.

The product of our five o'clock in the morning love. You have been warned. )
unamaga: (eargoggles)
So, Belmont Stakes today. That was awesome - or, wait, no. No it wasn't. Why does it have to happen in my town again, someone tell me? The bloody streets were clogged up and everyone's drunk and roaming around and puking in our bushes - again - and it's so gross out even venturing forth to find food had me sweating my clothes see-through. (And let's not even talk about the group of guys who stopped me on the corner when I was walking to the grocery store to leer at me who I almost punched.) Plus, it's been announced that our house is going on the market as of the 16th and my sister and I are going to find a place somewhere further into Queens and live with her on-again off-again boyfriend. Sigh.

Upside: I now own a proper yoga mat that's a pretty grass green color of which I firmly approve, and my toes are freshly painted. Yay.

Anyway, moving on: this tiny little manip was made a couple of months ago for [livejournal.com profile] cottontail's fic, A Leopard's Tale. You should all go read that first, tell [livejournal.com profile] cottontail how awesome it is, and then come look at this. Yes. :D

Rodney meets Rico. )
unamaga: (TOO MUCH CUTE)
Title: Glad to the Brink of Fear
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: G
Notes: For this month's [livejournal.com profile] artword challenge, Reversed. My lovely partner, [livejournal.com profile] chandri, has written an incredibly sweet story to accompany this, which you can find here, and it's so adorable I had to flutter my hands at the end in public. Also, massive, huge love to [livejournal.com profile] chopchica for helpful suggestions like, "John's arm is as big as a leg. You should change that." ♥, sweetie. Stock is, as always, from veer.

John’s not quite awake yet, but he’s aware of some things. The give of the mattress underneath his shoulder. The body-warmed air between the sheets. )
unamaga: (morning soft)
Point the first: someone stop me from eating this ice cream.

Point the second: the kamasutrathon and all of its many wonders and joys end tomorrow night, folks! Julie and I are probably going to be sliding in at the last minute because that is how we roll; it's our party and we'll cry "It's not midnight yet!" if we want to. But since the conception of our idea, it's sort of morphed into a Track AU snippet, and the alteration of the pic I did for it won't be exactly accurate due to some, er, details, so I figure I'll just throw it out there as a little extra incentive for anyone who's still undecided about participating.

Extraordinarily NWS )

Point the third: please tell me I'm not imagining that Sound of Music AU. I distinctly remember reading something with that flavor, but it's possible I hallucinated it; if I did, why have you forsaken me, fandom? I had confidence in sunshine, I had confidence in rain, I had confidence that spring would come again, besides which you see I had confidence in peen.
unamaga: (can't hear my beats yo)
I have a massive headache and some dude at the food store tried to surreptitiously grope me while I was looking at the frozen dinners; I guess it's all I deserve for even thinking of eating that much sodium. Needless to say, I'm feeling kind of shitty! So what do I do but throw together a quick manip of John Sheppard without his shirt on titled "Foxy Gardener John Wants to Mow Your Lawn". Don't judge me.

unamaga: (eyebrow)
When I'm feeling crappy, I like to imagine John and Rodney being completely mad for each other in various times and places. Incidentally, I also like to play around in photoshop. Stock from veer and google image search.

(Slightly bigger)
unamaga: (high note (will always love YOUUuuu))
So [livejournal.com profile] kashmir1 and [livejournal.com profile] amberlynne came up with this awesome idea for John to be a bike messenger that delivers packages to Rodney's office. It will be an epic tale of love and snap pants! And since I am really easy and I love Julie, I've made a manip to fully express my devotion to the cause.

I should probably mention that, yes, [livejournal.com profile] kashmir1 is writing this. *glee*
unamaga: (sheepard)
"Butting in here to say: yes! Yes he is Oscar the Grouch! Also, back in the beginning of the series, in Hot Zone, we saw Rodney as chief scientist being brisk and a little grouchy, but completely sincere in congratulating his underlings and telling them they did well. I think that's something people forget about Rodney - he's completely stunted when it comes to appreciating people, but he's always sincere when he manages it, and every time something happens to one of His People, you can see how much it affects him. He's sort of like a really disgruntled sheep herder who constantly complains about how smelly and annoying and inconvenient his sheep are, but will fight off wolves to protect them."

- Me, on whether or not Rodney is a nice guy

There was going to be an accompanying drabble, but I started laughing and couldn't stop. Aliens are stealing Rodney's sheep! No one believes him! Except, of course, for the handsome, eccentrically-haired cop with a shady past who's assigned to Rodney's case. Cue sex in the back of a pick up truck during a stake out! (Someone who is not me clearly needs to write this.)
unamaga: (take me take me takkkkeee me)
I feel like I'm leading some sort of mad double life.

I can't remember anything past 10:15 last night, but somehow my away message went up on AIM at around 12 and I had a significant email conversation with my sister which the timestamp shows lasted from 11:12 to 11:35; plus, I managed to bruise my tail bone, partially clean my room, and write five hundred completely cracked out words about Rodney as a gay...well, I won't mention what he was out of fear that I might scar [livejournal.com profile] chopchica for life. And, mind, this all happened while I was completely sober.

Maybe the sheer force of Joe Flanigan's sexy made me black out. It's possible - just look at him. God.

The only other option is that the internet has poisoned my mind, which, come to think of it, is equally plausible. I shouldn't have watched longcat's song the fifth time around, damnit. Oh, oh, speaking of the internet, has anyone else been unable to access this on youtube? I keep getting a "this video is not available in your country" message, which is just plain not fair since I need it for...reasons. Involving Rodney. Cough.

Haha, I just completely ruined any fandom cred I might have had, didn't I. Crap. Quick, a diversion!

It's always the quiet ones. WINK NUDGE.
(spawned by this thread a few days ago)
unamaga: (show your world to me)
Dear Flist,

Do you ever feel like the internet is reading your mind? It's one thing to have iTunes queuing up the exact songs you want to listen to, but talking about Cary Grant in an IM window and then finding North by Northwest suddenly on your flist? Suspicious. Speaking of Cary Grant, here is his body with John Sheppard's head on it. Yay!

track list and download links )
unamaga: (*dreamy sigh*)

So remember a while back I said I wanted to work on a 1920s AU? Uh. Don't know if it'll ever get written, exactly, but I can't leave well enough alone - such is the curse of Photoshop. You're not surprised, I know. To set the mood, I imagine Teyla singing this while Rodney plays piano:

Ella Fitzgerald - Black Coffee

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