Birthday Picspam!
I had an idea of what I wanted to make for
prettybutt's birthday when I read a comment of hers in someone's LJ. Unfortunately, work and my nonexistent graphic skillz have delayed this to the point where it's a very belated birthday picspam. However, in the meantime, Entertainment Weekley's readers have come to the rescue and helped me put a nice red bow on a common kink I share with Laura when it comes to our TV boyfriend so the delay was excellent in this case.
"There's nothing sexier than someone who does the right thing simply because it's the right thing." Amen, sister! I don't know how to make the caps pretty, but I think they speak for themselves even without Photoshop.
You ever got an encyclopaedia for your birthday from your grandparents and hated it and wished they gave you something cooler? Here's one that I know Laura will enjoy...
Hi! This is an illustrated encyclopaedia of why Laura and I love our TV boyfriend.
We'll start with the obvious...
Oh, dear... how did THOSE get in there first? Just so you don't get the wrong idea about the kind of girls we are...
We love Dr.Jack because he's such a boyscout, always thinking of others and trying to protect them, even when he gets annoying about it. Kinda like a Jewish mom and I'm totally allowed the comparison, I know Laura won't mind. :p
From the moment he looked at us with those pretty hazel-greenish eyes...
..he began to crawl under our fangirl skin, but our TV boyfriend proceeded to make us fall in love with him a little more each time he ran around saving lives...
...ordering people around so they'd get their ass in gear in help him save lives...
...pulling Pouty McSlutty in his arms so she won't slip and get eaten by the monster (well, he didn't know back then so that's his excuse...)
...running back TOWARDS a flesh-eating monster to save the junkie rocker...
"Yay, Jack saves me! Claudia told me to act happy cause the caps from that scene are too blurry and dark. So... YAY. AGAIN."
...trying to reassure... mature ladies and keep them company so they wouldn't be freightened...
...and even giving a sweet little old lady his first class ticket so she'd be more comfortable on her first flight ever. You didn't get to see that because the writers thoughtfully cut it out of the Pilot script so future Jackhussies would not overheat and combust in a sea of goo, but check the script on your DVD bonus disc and you'll find it there.
He's polite, even after he gets snarky, asks the pretty young lady to please put her handsd on his half naked body and help him out with his booboo...
...and thanks the pretty, useless kid with huge blue eyes from bringing him the Pens Of Snark, even if he doesn't need them.
Aside from all that, this is a highly skilled boyscout we're talking about here. Those beautiful surgeon hands are never idle...
...and let's get one thing straight. Even when stranded on a desert Island, simply taking a leaf and whooshing it around as if it were a plane is for LOSERS. The proper way to demonstrate your pilot skills is to take a pocket knife to a leaf and make it LOOK like a Boeing, down to the last detail of tail aerodynamics.
All in all, within an hour of our first encounter, Dr.Jack became the owner of our hearts and so much more. Especailly when he gives us The Puppy Eyes. You know the ones... The ones that make me want to grab his head and smoosh his face between my boobs:
Yeah. That one.
THIS one in particular...
Major smoosh-age.
There are two instances when the Boyscout Fetish has almost done me in.
1. When Jack is in awe of his Hurley bear for building the golf course and confesses he can't sleep because he worries so much about keeping everyone safe...
and
2. When he barks at Sawyer to STFU for calling Hurley fat, early on when he breaks up the playground fight between Sayid and Sawyer. You can call the Arab kid names cause he's a big boy and can kill you with his ankles, but you do NOT pick on the fat kid. He's his Hurley bear and makes him smile:
Even when Dr.Jack has had enough with the world and wants to kill himself and his emo!beard, he's still pulling people out of burning wreckage and breaking my heart thusly:
Admit it, Laura... when he goes into Doctor mode, you see stars and fireworks ignite beneath your eyelids.
Was that good for you, honey?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *muah*
prettybutt's birthday when I read a comment of hers in someone's LJ. Unfortunately, work and my nonexistent graphic skillz have delayed this to the point where it's a very belated birthday picspam. However, in the meantime, Entertainment Weekley's readers have come to the rescue and helped me put a nice red bow on a common kink I share with Laura when it comes to our TV boyfriend so the delay was excellent in this case.
"There's nothing sexier than someone who does the right thing simply because it's the right thing." Amen, sister! I don't know how to make the caps pretty, but I think they speak for themselves even without Photoshop.
You ever got an encyclopaedia for your birthday from your grandparents and hated it and wished they gave you something cooler? Here's one that I know Laura will enjoy...
Hi! This is an illustrated encyclopaedia of why Laura and I love our TV boyfriend.
We'll start with the obvious...
Oh, dear... how did THOSE get in there first? Just so you don't get the wrong idea about the kind of girls we are...
We love Dr.Jack because he's such a boyscout, always thinking of others and trying to protect them, even when he gets annoying about it. Kinda like a Jewish mom and I'm totally allowed the comparison, I know Laura won't mind. :p
From the moment he looked at us with those pretty hazel-greenish eyes...
..he began to crawl under our fangirl skin, but our TV boyfriend proceeded to make us fall in love with him a little more each time he ran around saving lives...
...ordering people around so they'd get their ass in gear in help him save lives...
...pulling Pouty McSlutty in his arms so she won't slip and get eaten by the monster (well, he didn't know back then so that's his excuse...)
...running back TOWARDS a flesh-eating monster to save the junkie rocker...
"Yay, Jack saves me! Claudia told me to act happy cause the caps from that scene are too blurry and dark. So... YAY. AGAIN."
...trying to reassure... mature ladies and keep them company so they wouldn't be freightened...
...and even giving a sweet little old lady his first class ticket so she'd be more comfortable on her first flight ever. You didn't get to see that because the writers thoughtfully cut it out of the Pilot script so future Jackhussies would not overheat and combust in a sea of goo, but check the script on your DVD bonus disc and you'll find it there.
He's polite, even after he gets snarky, asks the pretty young lady to please put her handsd on his half naked body and help him out with his booboo...
...and thanks the pretty, useless kid with huge blue eyes from bringing him the Pens Of Snark, even if he doesn't need them.
Aside from all that, this is a highly skilled boyscout we're talking about here. Those beautiful surgeon hands are never idle...
...and let's get one thing straight. Even when stranded on a desert Island, simply taking a leaf and whooshing it around as if it were a plane is for LOSERS. The proper way to demonstrate your pilot skills is to take a pocket knife to a leaf and make it LOOK like a Boeing, down to the last detail of tail aerodynamics.
All in all, within an hour of our first encounter, Dr.Jack became the owner of our hearts and so much more. Especailly when he gives us The Puppy Eyes. You know the ones... The ones that make me want to grab his head and smoosh his face between my boobs:
Yeah. That one.
THIS one in particular...
Major smoosh-age.
There are two instances when the Boyscout Fetish has almost done me in.
1. When Jack is in awe of his Hurley bear for building the golf course and confesses he can't sleep because he worries so much about keeping everyone safe...
and
2. When he barks at Sawyer to STFU for calling Hurley fat, early on when he breaks up the playground fight between Sayid and Sawyer. You can call the Arab kid names cause he's a big boy and can kill you with his ankles, but you do NOT pick on the fat kid. He's his Hurley bear and makes him smile:
Even when Dr.Jack has had enough with the world and wants to kill himself and his emo!beard, he's still pulling people out of burning wreckage and breaking my heart thusly:
Admit it, Laura... when he goes into Doctor mode, you see stars and fireworks ignite beneath your eyelids.
Was that good for you, honey?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *muah*