I may have, um. Slacked off at work. A lot. And written this for runpunkrun's birthday. On The Man's time!

Anyway, she's splendid. She and lucitania gave it a glance, and yet I neglected all their sage advice.

( Amplexus )

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: gimpy
the world is singing and it sounds like: Bon Jovi, Livin' on a Prayer!

Okay, I was late, but I still posted. Give it a glance, if you feel up to a little mellow Teyla/Rodneyness.

Title: Water
Author: Pares
Recipient: lilac_way
Pairing/Rating: Teyla/Rodney, G
Length: ~1,300 words
Notes: Thanks to linabean for helpful suggestions. For the sticksandsnark Thing-a-thon.
Summary: Teyla means water in the oldest speech.

Water

Also, check out the grooviness of silver_galaxy, who made me 13 Teyla/Rodney icons! She's fab.

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: creamy
the world is singing and it sounds like: Amaze Me, Girlyman

This was published last year in Surfacing, and was kindly beta read by runpunkrun, spike21, and panisdead. I wrote it for the zine (which is still made of Solid Gold Dancers), but also for lucitania.

I hope you dig it.

Title: Mr. Karaoke
Author: Pares
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: John/Rodney
Summary: Rodney McKay sings the Cole Porter Warrant Songbook.

( Mr. Karaoke )

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: retro
the world is singing and it sounds like: Mitchell!

Someone sent me candy hearts! ♥!

This is a Valentine's day treat for lucitania, whose prompt was, "John gets caught watching Moment of Truth."

( Moment of Truth )

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: heart-ed!
the world is singing and it sounds like: the hush of passing cars

Tags: fiction, sg-1, sga, ww, xf
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: complete-ish
the world is singing and it sounds like: Oxford Comma, Vampire Weekend

slodwick

picfor1000

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: posty
the world is singing and it sounds like: 99 Luftballons, Nena (German Version)

Tags: fiction
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: dreamy
the world is singing and it sounds like: Because It's Midnite - Sloshy

cybel

anatsuno

cybel

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: giddy
the world is singing and it sounds like: anatsuno saying 'Ronon'

anatsuno

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: ebullient
the world is singing and it sounds like: anatsuno saying 'carte blanche'

Tags: ds, fiction, sg-1, sga, ts
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: reviewed
the world is singing and it sounds like: my loud neighbor's loud loudness

prillalar and runpunkrun and I are OLD SCHOOL, yo. And thus, a retrospective.

( A decade of solid mediocrity! )

Not counting quick and dirty drabbles, I've written something like 170 stories, thereabouts.

That seems... like a lot of stories. And I've attempted at least three original novels in that time, usually cramping up around 35,000 words.

Well.

Jinkies.

Tags: a tender look which becomes a habit, fiction
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: old school
the world is singing and it sounds like: my neigbor's bass

I'm reviewing the source material for this year's Yuletide story, and thanks to the magic of tudou.com, I can watch it in chunks that cost me nothing but time. I'm taking notes!

Meanwhile, it's slodwick's birthday, and everyone can get a slice of cake at couple_bucks. Check out the brilliant out_there's magnificent Sports Night/SGA fusion, Fan Mail: she took Sports Night and mixed in a judicious amount of celli's SGA NASCAR AU, Fireball and made me completely faint with suppressed giggling. Go see!

And jesus, you knew, I'm sure, that scrunchy can write? Well holy sweet good goddamn, When We Were Younger and Better is just... dazzling. Amazing. Every superlative ending in -ing.

amberlynne's SGA: Behind The Music? Big fun.

I will remind you that it's probably never too late to drop by couple_bucks to tell her that she's sublime in each and every way.

In conclusion, Flowbee. A little SGA story for slod's birthday, in which Rodney gets a haircut.

Tags: fiction, for those who like this sort of thing, sga, this is the sort of thing they like.
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: fancy
the world is singing and it sounds like: clickety clickety

Title: The Protection Racket
Characters: McKay/Sheppard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: He found the ad in miscellaneous: Any Job. Sliding scale.
About 14,000 words.

This story was combed and curried by linabean and runpunkrun. I wrote it especially for lucitania, aka McSwain!, who asked for this exact premise.


(  The Protection Racket )

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: sleepy
the world is singing and it sounds like: blessed, ringing silence

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: sleepy, part II
the world is singing and it sounds like: blessed, ringing silence

choc_fic

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: bed perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: sleepy
the world is singing and it sounds like: the laptop fan

A new story over at choc_fic. It's by me!

the present hour.

Summary: The only reason he'd even come in was because there'd been three lifesigns on the detector, which he'd figured meant, you know, kaffeklatsch, or late night three-hand poker—at the outside, certainly nothing more risqué than maybe a drunken game of Twister.

Tags: fiction, ot4, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: late and a tad surly
the world is singing and it sounds like: something electronic is humming

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: couch perfection
I feel funny and my pants are: complete
the world is singing and it sounds like: some guy working on his car

I don't know that I'll ever be able to write OT4, but if I did, it would be in SGA. Not only is everyone freakishly good looking, they have undeniable chemistry, and they break right down into two neat sets of two. (Those sets of two being John/Rodney and Teyla/Ronon, naturally.) I love me some Teal'c, but while SG-1 has beautiful team chemistry as well, they have a deliciously wholesome and platonic love vibe as a whole, Jack/Daniel notwithstanding. I don't buy Sam with anyone else in the team, and Teal'c is the secret agent loverman of the Milky Way, with a lady to make sweet, sweet love to in every port.

All this to say: SGA OT4-- I approve! I'm trying to make one work for the choc_fic thing, in fact, but I dunno, man. The situation seems far too complex and unwieldy to get it to work in any circumstances aside from "freaked out on sex pollen" or "aliens make them do it"-- and seriously, aliens, what is up with those kinky sex rituals? And yet I want it to work. I very much want them cuddled together on one huge bed. Making out on movie nights, taking turns brushing and braiding Teyla's pretty pretty hair... Um. Shut up.

That said, I've been... preoccupied, shall we say, with Teyla gettin' some action. As you may know of my predilection for Rodney with girls, I wrote some Rodney/Teyla. Since I could not for the life of me figure out how Teyla would ever actually consider hooking up with Rodney by the sober light of day (not that she doesn't love Rodney deeply, but sleeping with him? I don't think on, soul brother, as McSwain! would say) I just wrote the part where they have sex.

Classy, eh?

( a favorite haiku )

Tags: fiction, sga
where it's at: my crumpled bed
I feel funny and my pants are: dreamy
the world is singing and it sounds like: the hush of passing traffic

I'm just sayin'. mmmchelle's throwing a "Get Sam Laid" challenge. 'Cause nothin' fights hate like L-O-V-E, baby! I wrote some Rodney/Sam, spoilers for The Road Not Taken.

Tags: fiction, sg-1, sga
where it's at: my crumpled bed
I feel funny and my pants are: laundry

Written for greensilver's Jack/Daniel Ficathon: The 60th Loop of Kon Garat, SG-1, Jack/Daniel, set somewhere in season 7, bout 3300 words or so. Many thanks to basingstoke, spike21, lucitania, and linabean for poking at it.

Summary: Jack and Daniel win the Showcase Showdown!

( The 60th Loop of Kon Garat )

Tags: fiction, sg-1
where it's at: my crumpled bed
I feel funny and my pants are: posted
the world is singing and it sounds like: the roar of the box fan