I wanted to get this finished in time for the last episode of SG1. I, um, didn't. (I know you're shocked.) And you may wonder why I bothered to write up an introduction post for a show that a) has been around for 10 years and b) is now over
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This is because I have only a vague idea of who MacGyver was. He...fixed things, right? And had bad hair. I mean, I understand Jack O'Neill also used to be on a soap opera, and I have about the same level of knowledge about that.
I think one of my favorite stories in this fandom (aside from The Other Half, which, wow, sold me on so many things, slash fandom included, that I wasn't entirely certain about at the time), is Sinner's Grove, horrible and violating as it is.
Oh, god, Sinner's Grove is so incredibly good, on so many levels. I sometimes, in my darker moments, refer to SG1 as the fandom that made me love rapefic, and when I say that, I'm basically talking about Sinner's Grove. God, that story is just - it's dark and horrible but it's also about how you pick up, how you go on, how SG1 survives, and I love that so much. And I love the way it explores the real possibilities of the SG world, which is something we've always had to rely on FF to do.
...And, you know, I'm having a hard time imagining you in your slash-doubting days. I missed your formative years, and now you're all grown up! *sniffles emotionally*
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...too bad that the episodes REALLY do not stand the test of time, and look gag-worthy in retrospect (that's just my opinion, YMMV).
And honestly, it wasn't so much that I doubted *slash*, per se, but there was a time I was wary of fanfiction in general, having stumbled across some truly horrid Spike-from-Buffy-fic at first. I admit I wondered whether or not pushing the kink/more story/character need buttons was WORTH the internal humiliation I experienced when reading the dreck I *thought* was representative of fanfic in general.
Obviously, that phase didn't last very long, and I found the good stuff.
And, re: Sinner's Grove -- one of my favorite moments is when Jack is haltingly explaining how the thing that became real was, in fantasy, really something he thought about, but it was... it was hot, and done with love and passion, and was such a turn-on; even though it had been perverted by the circumstances already, it had started out as something that might have *sounded* bad but which was all consensual and sexy and harmlessly divorced from reality in his head...
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At which point all females in the vicinity would politely but firmly decline to use it, one assumes.
MacGyver could make a shortwave radio with a stick of gum and some lint.
...Suddenly I am picturing MacGyver working for Batman. Oh, this can't end anywhere good. WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO BAD THINGS TO MY BRAIN, LYNN? (Except when you write Hikaru/Akira. That FIXES my brain. Not that you should feel obligated or anything.)
there was a time I was wary of fanfiction in general, having stumbled across some truly horrid Spike-from-Buffy-fic at first
Oh, I hear that. I - okay. I actually sealed my fate by publicly mocking fan fiction before I had actually read any of it. Kind of a lot. Because I doubted, too! I had heard the horror stories! I had read a few parodies!
...And then I found some, and just, wow. Totally sold. For life. (This is what happens when we loudly mock things that other people love, folks: we end up loving them, too. It is fate.)
one of my favorite moments is when Jack is haltingly explaining how the thing that became real was, in fantasy, really something he thought about, but it was... it was hot, and done with love and passion, and was such a turn-on; even though it had been perverted by the circumstances already, it had started out as something that might have *sounded* bad but which was all consensual and sexy and harmlessly divorced from reality in his head...
Oh, god, I know! I remember, the first time I read that, thinking so many different things ("Oh, Jack" being prime among them), but most definitely that that was, in a way, a kind of parallel (though obviously not equal) violation for Jack: being forced to reveal something like that, under the worst possible circumstances, to have had something like that exposed in that way, it just - oh, it just killed me. (Obviously. I'm flaily and incoherent just talking about it.) And, and, I have such love for that story, for making me so riveted to the whole chain of events, for making me believe in both the events and Jack and Daniel's survival thereof, for being good enough to make me love something I'd normally hate.
Now you're making me wish I'd included it up there. But, well, the list of stories I wish I could have included is loooooong; this fandom does not lack for brilliance.
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Did he and his dark-haired virgin girlfriend EVER finally fuck?
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My brain tried to process this alongside "eye candy" and suffered a fatal exception error. YOU BLUESCREENED MY BRAIN. I hope you are happy. (Eye candy bleached mullet? Does not compute!)
He had only one gesture which he used to express all intense emotion: running his hands in agony!rage!betrayal!grief!deep thought! through his pretty, fluffy, artfully blond hair.
Oh, god. This image, it hurts me. (It also makes me imagine Jack O'Neill being in some way age-regressed or mind-whammied or something until he is doing this, and Sam and Teal'c and Daniel standing around all horrified, watching him be emo and melodramatic. Eventually Daniel would say, "If Janet can't cure this..." And then Teal'c would say, "I will see to it, in that case. He -" And they'd all nod.)
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