SGA Recs: McKay/Sheppard and Parrish/Sheppard

Reading some good stuff, including some fic by Brumeier, who has not written enough SGA, IMHO.

If we all write encouraging reviews, no doubt we can change that!

Crossroads - McKay/Sheppard, R
Life in the Pleasure Dome had been filled with very little actual pleasure for Rodney McKay, one of the city drones. Until John Sheppard arrived and turned his whole world upside down.

A nice, fast-paced and beautifully built AU. Delicious extra touch: a very convincing Bug!John who's stuck halfway with the Iratus bug, permanently.

One Christmas Night - McKay/Sheppard, NC-17
A chance encounter in an airport and one very special Christmas Eve.

Warm, touching, and once again a deft touch with the AU. Brumier doesn't just rewrite: s/he tweaks, juuuust a little bit. Surprisingly, this makes the fic all the more believable.

Another bit of steamy sweetness, this one a rare-pair by the ever-reliable Busaikko.

Shut The Doors Behind Us Sheppard/Parrish - NC-17
Parrish and Sheppard encounter sex pollen offword, which leads to more than just a stimulating academic discovery.

I haven't been into the gratuitous porn for some time, but, despite the sex pollen, there's nothing gratuitous about this encounter. Because most of the story, and the relationship, comes after, as John and Parrish are both direct and honest. Their honesty makes the accidental encounter and what happens afterward very clean. Despite the gray zone of dub!con, there isn't a gray zone between them. And Parrish is like sugar: he sweetens everything.


So wonderful to have time to bored, to read, to write. It's been a while.

O.o at the mansplainer... am floored and annoyed, or, flonnoyed.

Mansplainer!guy sent me a leeeeennnnnnggggggthhhhhhyyyyy follow-up mansplaining in comments. I think he finds himself erudite.

I think he's missing the point of Buddhism. People I enjoy talking to about Buddhism stick to Buddhism, for starters. Second, they don't puff themselves up like this.

I have this image of a big puffer fish, full of hot air and nothing, trying to impress.

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I got through about a paragraph of his dancing around, before I wrote back to the fellow: "tl;dr"

To my surprise, he wrote back to the effect that he didn't believe I didn't read it. Laughed that I was lying to him about not reading that page and a half of egotistical bullshit.

0.o

Oh my God, did he not see that his pontificating was just ... so dull? Is he so fascinated with his mental masturbation that he hasn't looked in a mirror to see that really, it's not all that interesting?

Wow.

I'd already unfriended him. Moved past that to blocking him.

Wow.

I'm both floored and annoyed. So the new word: flonnoyed.