I do not have much to say here, because: whoah. About twelve hours of marathon writing. But, hey. Out of the slump.

Oh, and also: snow day! Tomorrow! For once, Northern Virginia, I think I love you.

ETA: Northern Virginia, I do not love you, because you come equipped with snow plows, and salt trucks, with spraying salt that hits me in the face. ( Read more... )

Second Verse (Same As the First). SGA.
"The Marines call it the Planet of the Willing Virgins, you know." It's the 'willing' part that's debatable.When I rec a story, I usually do it because I like it, for whatever reason, and because I like it it's implied that you may not; what moves me may not move you. Often, these things, these stories, they ( Read more... )

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So, I finally get around to reading Your Cowboy Days Are Over and Freedom's Just Another Word for Nothing Left to Lose tonight. I'd been avoiding them because someone had described them as too traumatizing for words, and I'm not usually one for heartbreakers, but in the end I'm thinking something along the lines of why not or perhaps need to do ( Read more... )

Out of West
Stargate: Atlantis. McKay/Sheppard, AU.
Summary: In 1991, Desert Storm began, Pete Rose got banned from the Baseball Hall of Fame, the Soviet Union collapsed, and Rodney McKay was framed for academic fraud.

This is. Just. So fucking beautiful, and it hurt, the first time reading this - echoes of what if, what if pressed into the ( Read more... )

Finally getting around to watching the pilot for Stargate: Atlantis, and you know what? I take back everything I have ever said about this show. It is AWESOME. I still feel like Carson (?) should be older, or something, but I loved Rodney from the very moment he huffed and sulked his way on screen. Especially since, for some odd reason, he reminds ( Read more... )