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crack_van2006-06-01 03:20 pm
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Forward Momentum by Kageygirl (NC-17)
Hi, I'm rache, sometimes know as either Rachael Sabotini or ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wickedwords, and I'll be driving the SGA van for June. There is a huge quantity of really good fiction in this fandom, and there is more posted ever day. I'll be reccing some older stories and some newer stories, but it's unlikely that I'll be doing any 'instant recs'. The stories will be primarily Sheppard/McKay stories, though I also love character-centered gen.
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Author on LJ:kageygirl
Author Website: Kageygirl's Fanfiction, though her more recent work is available through her lj memories.
Why this must be read:
This story was originally written for the first round of the multi-fandom kink challenge, before SGA fandom exploded. It's a season one team, where John and Rodney both mildly buzzed and join in one of those interesting alien ceremonies that seem to be such a part of the Pegasus galaxy, but the story doesn't stop there, and continues to follow the emotional plot that began that night. The real beauty of this story is its detail work, the way the pieces are put together, from the romantic description of the guys doing some slightly-stoned stargazing to the way the dialog in the seduction scene plays out. It combines humor and romance to great affect, making this story a really fun read.
"Have you noticed that the constellations here are different from the ones we can see from Atlantis? Every planet we go to, the stars change. It only makes sense, of course, and I'd read as much in Colonel Carter's mission reports, but it's more disconcerting than I'd anticipated."
Huh. Yeah, John hadn't really thought about it from an astrophysicist's point of view. That'd be like seeing a different horizon from the same base every morning. He didn't like the thought that it might bother Rodney, and he felt himself frowning as he tried to think of a good way to put it. "It's a metaphor for our being here," he said at last. He liked metaphors. He really liked how Rodney had articulated this one, even if he hadn't meant to. "There's so much we don't know out here, and everything we think we've learned just keeps changing."
Rodney snickered suddenly. "No, no, stop, please. If we start talking philosophy while we're stoned, I might remember it in the morning, and then I'd have to shoot us both."
John had to laugh with him, because, yeah, they were definitely under the influence.
Rodney rolled to look at John, grinning. "And you, Major?" He waved a hand at the night around them. "What do you see?"
Rodney. John had pretty much just been looking at Rodney. But somehow, that didn't seem like the right thing to say.
John looked around the camp for something else to focus on, and stopped on the chieftain, standing by the central fire. He felt his eyes go wide. "I see..." He blinked, hard, but no, it was still there. "I think I see the chieftain not wearing any pants."
Forward Momentum
wickedwords, and I'll be driving the SGA van for June. There is a huge quantity of really good fiction in this fandom, and there is more posted ever day. I'll be reccing some older stories and some newer stories, but it's unlikely that I'll be doing any 'instant recs'. The stories will be primarily Sheppard/McKay stories, though I also love character-centered gen. Fandom: SGA
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Author on LJ:
kageygirlAuthor Website: Kageygirl's Fanfiction, though her more recent work is available through her lj memories.
Why this must be read:
This story was originally written for the first round of the multi-fandom kink challenge, before SGA fandom exploded. It's a season one team, where John and Rodney both mildly buzzed and join in one of those interesting alien ceremonies that seem to be such a part of the Pegasus galaxy, but the story doesn't stop there, and continues to follow the emotional plot that began that night. The real beauty of this story is its detail work, the way the pieces are put together, from the romantic description of the guys doing some slightly-stoned stargazing to the way the dialog in the seduction scene plays out. It combines humor and romance to great affect, making this story a really fun read.
"Have you noticed that the constellations here are different from the ones we can see from Atlantis? Every planet we go to, the stars change. It only makes sense, of course, and I'd read as much in Colonel Carter's mission reports, but it's more disconcerting than I'd anticipated."
Huh. Yeah, John hadn't really thought about it from an astrophysicist's point of view. That'd be like seeing a different horizon from the same base every morning. He didn't like the thought that it might bother Rodney, and he felt himself frowning as he tried to think of a good way to put it. "It's a metaphor for our being here," he said at last. He liked metaphors. He really liked how Rodney had articulated this one, even if he hadn't meant to. "There's so much we don't know out here, and everything we think we've learned just keeps changing."
Rodney snickered suddenly. "No, no, stop, please. If we start talking philosophy while we're stoned, I might remember it in the morning, and then I'd have to shoot us both."
John had to laugh with him, because, yeah, they were definitely under the influence.
Rodney rolled to look at John, grinning. "And you, Major?" He waved a hand at the night around them. "What do you see?"
Rodney. John had pretty much just been looking at Rodney. But somehow, that didn't seem like the right thing to say.
John looked around the camp for something else to focus on, and stopped on the chieftain, standing by the central fire. He felt his eyes go wide. "I see..." He blinked, hard, but no, it was still there. "I think I see the chieftain not wearing any pants."
Forward Momentum