Nick! I get to do Nick pics. I should be saving him for last. But I just can't.

Warning: Danger, Will Robinson! Extreme non-snarkiness ahead!

Further Editorial Notes: um, good *lord*, this is the most embarrassing mishmash of squee'age that I've ever witnessed, much less been a party to! Not for the faint of heart, I tell you!

This picture is damned near the only thing that made it worth sitting through Aaron's horrible little video! But it was worth it, in the end. Because...look!

Black tshirt--very good choice, Carter. Artfully tousled hair in various shades of dark blonde, arms crossed over chest. Plus, he looks all canny and intelligent. Heck, I bet he's even witty. Mmmmmm.

He's kind of sticking with the lovely color scheme from above. I would like to see him in more black and orange, black and rust, black and red. Thank you very much. And his mouth! I want him to look at me like that.

And the truth comes out. The reason I can't snark at Nick is because I'm engaging in the world's biggest Mary Sue. *sigh*

These pictures! They're just lovely blue and pink pictures that make me want to put wings on Nick.

Confession: okay, so I tried to put wings on Nick. And it didn't quite work out. But I haven't given up hope.

Smart!Nick. Mmmmmmm. This is Hackery Nick. This Nick can do math, baby.

Somebody done him wrong, baby! He needs comfort. Right now. Where are his bandmates?

God--rumpled, hair sticking up every which way,vaguely cranky and definitely sleepy, and he still looks good.

Urgh, Nick lookin' all competent and drummer'y and hot. Did I mention hot? You know, now that I think about it, I probably did mention that he's hot. *grin*

Makeup! Glare! Vaguely historical/science fiction/futuristic costume! Oh yeah, he wants me bad.

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