Here are some pictures.

[schmerica]

Here is a picture of Daniel MacIvor about to stick his tongue in Jim Allodi's ear.



Here is a picture where Fraser is leaning against the door. YEARNINGLY.



Here is a picture that shows off Ray Kowalski's gorgeous eyes.



Here are two pictures where CKR's face is completely asymmetric, due to his squint, and will probably make you suddenly notice said one-eyed squint in every picture of him until the point when you get distracted by the pretty again.





Here is a picture of Fraser woobie-ing his little heart out and KILLING ME IN THE PROCESS.



Thus concludes today's edition of picspam. I now return to watching the bank heist episode of Farscape and refreshing lj to see if anyone is writing wee!gen!Fraser or grown-up!porn!Fraser. (Short answer: NO, dammit.)

Comments

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

what disturbs me is that james allodi looks JUST LIKE MY BROTHER in that shot. most of the time i can ignore it but whoah.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Ahahahaha. I can only imagine how freaky the image of Daniel MacIvor sticking his tongue in your brother's ear is.

[marginalia.livejournal.com]

i'm going to need extensive therapy.

of course, my brother would probably need more. heh.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

ack! the hair! the second, the CKR with the, the tie, the suit, the second CKR picture with the, what happened to his hair?!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

...I don't have any answer more satisfying than "he got old." Heh.

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

He is aging. GRACEFULLY.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

yes he is. BUT WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS HAIR?!!?

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

Actually, I think it's for a movie. I saw some stills for Lucid and he has a very short buzz cut in it.

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

I love his asymmetrical squint. Even if it probably sucks for him a whole lot. (Hi, I have glass in my eye, how are you today?) And, oh, eyes. Thank you for this.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*giggles* It's kind of interesting, more than anything else, because I go for so long without noticing and suddenly it's like "...wow, his face is really unbalanced" and can't stop noticing it for a couple days. Supposedly symmetry is connected to attractiveness, but. Pretty!

[(Anonymous)]

*IS PROTECTIVE OF CALLUM'S LEFT EYE*

Dude. Seriously. This is the only reaction the asymmetry inspires in me. I mean, it is the sort of protectiveness that leads me to do things like making him wear safety goggles at all times, but still.

*MORE PROTECTIVENESS OVER CALLUM'S LEFT EYE*

[mondschein1.livejournal.com]

Hi. That was me and LJ having a difference of opinion.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Dude, CKR walking around in safety goggles all the time would be bizarrely awesome.

[mondschein1.livejournal.com]

Except for the way half of fandom would attack him in the street and rip them off so they can see his eyes properly. Squinty or not. *g*

[lorem_ipsum]

picspam is love.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

It so is.

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Picspam for everyone!

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

*hearts Dan and Jim like whoa*

and continues to lust after Callum and Paul....

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*grins*

[lilac-one.livejournal.com]

You make me really, really happy with these posts of yours. Really happy.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Glad to help!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_divya_/]

CKR's face is pretty, no matter what it looks like.

Okay, that didn't make any sense. *g*

But no, I know what you mean, with the asymmetry. How come it's not like that all the time, CKR? CALL ME. LET ME KNOW.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*giggles* YOU'RE A GOOD LISTENER, YOU SWEAR!

well... here's some grown-up!porn!Fraser for you...

[rhythmsextion]

Though, I'm afraid it's rather hastily done and I'm OMGTIRED, so do please forgive any horrible lapses in spelling, grammar, punctuation, and uhm... anything else. /disclaimer.


Fraser never really thinks about it when he starts. His hand just kind of moves south of its own volition, pushing past starch fabric and coarse hair and warm skin until it finds what it's seeking and latches on, wraps tight and holds for a moment before stroking upward, a smooth, unhurried action that only comes from years of experienced repetition. And even then he doesn't really think about it.

He doesn't think about how the waistband of his shorts constricts the movement of his wrist or how his toes curl into the sheets as his knees bend or how his tongue swipes at his bottom lip when his head falls back. He doesn't think about how his back arches upward or the way his hips thrust into his hand - slow at first and then gradually more frantic as the need calls for - or the sweat forms on his hand and his thighs and the back of his neck. He doesn't think about the sounds he makes or the way he tries to stifle them by biting down, choking them off with a whimper as his eyes clench shut.

He doesn't think of that at all.

Instead, he thinks about golden skin and blonde hair, the kind he never saw up North, never saw at all until yesterday. He thinks about a blinding and almost frightening energy encased in a tight, compact body and what it would feel like to have that body give beneath his. He thinks about a hard, warm voice murmuring low in his ear, dark words filled with lust and need and adoration. He thinks of smooth skin and sharp lines and intense eyes that seem to see straight through him already, that grab him and shake him and undo him in a way no one, not even Victoria, has ever done before.

He thinks about teeth clashing against his, an insistent tongue pushing into his mouth, strong hands on his face and shoulders and in his hair and a growl that invades him, steals through him, seeps into his blood and heads due south at full speed. And his hips meet it head-on, thrusting up frantically, his wrist straining to keep up, the sweat giving an easy slip-slide with the friction as his own panting echoes harshly through the small room. And then a sweet voice is invading his senses, saying his name and his throat tightens and his body shudders-- and his hand and shorts are swoaked in sudden sticky warmth.

Later, after taking a moment to swallow and catch his breath and wait for his heartbeat to resume it's normal slow pace, he'll clean himself up and wash his hands and curl back into his cot and not think about anything at all.

Re: well... here's some grown-up!porn!Fraser for you...

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*loves like WHOA*

Re: well... here's some grown-up!porn!Fraser for you...

[rhythmsextion]

Uhm, yeah. I don't do that very often. Apparently, I was filling inspired.

[blueswan9.livejournal.com]

Pretty pics and porn - what a way to start the morning. *g*

[starfishchick]

OMG disTRACted!!