Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[ShipperWriter]

And not like we don't already have enough to do, but:

Favorite Sparky Moments - 1-50 and then favorite is still up ...

And wow, we've got 13 members browsing the thread right now! Welcome, everybody!!!

[Lt.Colonel John Sheppard]

Yeah, it's 4:30pm here in Florida ... I'm on GW, FaceBook, Twitter, iTunes at the moment. And writing a new fic. Can I add my name to any more social sites?!

myspace, Livejournal, tumblr.

[Eri13]

Okay, this is the best I could do on short notice. Full of errors, but I feel lazy. And there's also a special homage to Eri.

Spoiler:

A Man in Uniform

Elizabeth paused. Her stomach fluttered for a moment and forgetting everything around her, she just stood there for several timeless seconds.

John stood straight and tall, eyes directly ahead, shoulders squared—almost at attention but, John being John, not quite up to passing a General inspection.

Elizabeth's lips quirked as his shining gaze found her, and he swayed a minute fraction on his feet.

The uniform of a Lieutenant Colonel in the United States Air Force isn't particularly impressive. No gold braid adorns the sleeves, no fancy fringed epaulets sit on the shoulders and no color but the somber Air Force blue is in evidence.

Sheppard's rows of medals and ribbons drew the eye, telling the observer that this was a man who had seen his share of combat and had distinguished himself in multiple ways.

Elizabeth's eyes lingered over the rows for a moment and then were drawn back up over the smoothly shaven face and back to the hazel eyes—always the eyes. Whoever said the eyes are the windows of the soul must have met John Sheppard, for out of these sparkling organs today poured an unmistakable emotion.

John licked his lips and lifted his head in one of those backwards nods of his.

Elizabeth's smile grew wider but she still didn't move.

Standing so formally, so squared away, was so not the customary appearance of the man in the uniform on any other day.

Elizabeth took one step forward and paused again to take a closer look.

Perfectly appointed uniform, straight posture, shoes shined and gleaming with every piece of brass polished and perfectly placed. And then Elizabeth saw it, that one piece of imperfection that was endearing and somehow reassuring—the hair was tired of waiting. The hair had decided to rebel, seeming even as the room was still and expectant to be saying “Let's get on with it already.” The hair popped up of its own accord into its usual crown of cowlicks.

John's hand twitched as if he could feel what was happening and wanted to try to stop it.

Elizabeth sighed and began putting one foot in front of the other, continuing her slow procession down the aisle.

John sighed and forgot about his uncooperative hair.

The crowd sighed and stood to honor the bride.

HAHA! My love of dashes is rubbing off! I knew I'd influence you before you changed me!

The fic is awesome, BTW--love the descriptions.

[Anuna]

myspace, Livejournal, tumblr.

TUMBLR!!!! It's awesome. Everyone should have it.

[TheLadyMore]

TUMBLR!!!! It's awesome. Everyone should have it.

I concur I love my Tumblr

[ShipperWriter]

myspace, Livejournal, tumblr.

LJ, I have. MySpace, I refuse! Tumblr, haven't gone there yet.

Thanks, Colonel.

[Anuna]

Goodnight Sparkyville!! see you all tomorrow

[ShipperWriter]

Because Sparkies have lots to tweet about?

True dat. Right now, I'm monitoring KrisRussel's photos from FedCon, a discussion about John not needing a uniform *gutter drool*, and a Elizabeth Weir for Canadian PM type discussion. Along with all the other insane people I follow who retweet a hundred tweets for every one they come up with themselves. Not y'all, I swear.

... Although the one about OBL's Facebook post was kinda funny.

Spoiler:

BRB, someone's at the door.

*snickers*

Lucky wench! LOL!

Ain't she, though?!

HAHA! My love of dashes is rubbing off! I knew I'd influence you before you changed me!

The fic is awesome, BTW--love the descriptions.

384 words, and you managed to insert 3 dashes. LOL!

TUMBLR!!!! It's awesome. Everyone should have it.

I concur I love my Tumblr

Okay, okay, I'll go check it out!!! Peer pressure, sheesh!

Goodnight Sparkyville!! see you all tomorrow

Night, 'Nuna!!!

[Anuna]

True dat. Right now, I'm monitoring KrisRussel's photos from FedCon, a discussion about John not needing a uniform *gutter drool*, and a Elizabeth Weir for Canadian PM type discussion. Along with all the other insane people I follow who retweet a hundred tweets for every one they come up with themselves. Not y'all, I swear.

You do know that I'm there too?

[ShipperWriter]

You do know that I'm there too?

I think I'm following you ...

Spoiler:

Spoiler:

regattedeblanc???

[ShipperWriter]

And I made a horrible mistake.

I drank an alcoholic beverage on an empty stomach.



Let's see what hell I can unleash I can write tonight.

Mwahahaha.

[Scary Kitty]

True dat. Right now, I'm monitoring KrisRussel's photos from FedCon, a discussion about John not needing a uniform *gutter drool*, and a Elizabeth Weir for Canadian PM type discussion. Along with all the other insane people I follow who retweet a hundred tweets for every one they come up with themselves. Not y'all, I swear.

I've just started catching up myself. Geeze, you guys are nuts! LOL!

And I made a horrible mistake.

I drank an alcoholic beverage on an empty stomach.



Let's see what hell I can unleash I can write tonight.

Mwahahaha.

OMG! We're in trouble now!

[ShipperWriter]

I've just started catching up myself. Geeze, you guys are nuts! LOL!

OMG! We're in trouble now!

Yep. I'm tipsy. Remember what happened the last time?

... No. Neither do I.



Back to fics.

[Scary Kitty]

Yep. I'm tipsy. Remember what happened the last time?

... No. Neither do I.



Back to fics.

Yep, I think that says it all.

BRING ON THE CHAOS! AHAHAHAHAH!!!!

[Lt.Colonel John Sheppard]

LJ, I have. MySpace, I refuse! Tumblr, haven't gone there yet.

Thanks, Colonel.

No problem. Happy to be of service.