Art meme (AGAIN!)

[spaggel]

So yes, another Art Meme from me. Which really means, doodle meme. WILL IT NEVER END? Probably no.

Here is the deal:
Give me a scene to draw in one or two sentences. (i would LOVE it if it was SGA related *hinthint*) Any fandom (SGA) or none [-o<

Just leave a comment. (and you don't have to like, do this in your LJ or anything, this is just to make me draw things)

And spread this, spread this like mono in middle school.

Edit: alskjsd MY GOD, wow. So many requests. Despite me going SO VERY SLOWLY (doodles, who knew?) I am still taking them and will for a long time. This is a post for pure crack reasons :D

EDIT - CLOSED - I'm sorry, no more requests :(

Comments

[spaggel.livejournal.com]

I think rodney ended up Mr. Rogers :|

[kickthebeat.livejournal.com]

asjdhasj Rodney is the whitest man in Atlantis :)) THE LONG TUXEDO JACKET :x :x :x

[spaggel.livejournal.com]

Rodney was a white boy and john was a rent boy and they MADE SWEET LOVE.

[slodwick.livejournal.com]

OMG TAILS AND THE COMB YOUR HAIR I AM SO IN LOVE YOU RULE BEYOND TEH TELLING. *is DED*

[spaggel.livejournal.com]

POOR JOHN, EVERYTIME HE TRIES TO COMB HIS HAIR. IT ENDS UP SO MUCH WORSE.

[slodwick.livejournal.com]

I THINK THAT WORSE IS A RELATIVE TERM. *adores you*

[mz-bstone.livejournal.com]

comb your hair

I did!

will end up in a fic someday, just so you know.

*g*

B

[spaggel.livejournal.com]

Or in a snippet, somewhere :D



Rodney, who wasn't really prone to panicking. Unless it involved, the wraith, death, or the loss of: blood, money or food. He was relatively calm. So it surprised him, when coming back to earth, that preparing for the press-release of the Stargate program was worse then watching a wraith licks its fingers clean after feeding on a peer/team mate/loved one and the way entire Atlantis crew looked at the last pot of coffee.

It also didn't help that while Rodney was alternating between two suits and rehearsing his speech that, well, they didn't ask him to give, but really, they needed it. John was sitting on the hotel bed, already dressed and ready to go while reading the cable guide and touching it in a manner that Rodney had forbid use on himself in public.

"John. John... John, god dammit, comb your hair. You’re going to be in public."

John looked reluctantly away from the guide, looked up at Rodney while using one hand to smooth down the hair that hadn't changed since Rodney woke up to John drooling on the pillow.

"I did."



please forgive me :|

[ilexa.livejournal.com]

I can't begin to describe to the levels to which you are brilliant.

Cause yeah.

[spaggel.livejournal.com]

*grins*