SGA fans, once you're done chortling could you please dole out the fic?

[icarus]

Am I the only one who finds LJ's new layout frightening?

Okay, I can stop stalling now and confess: I have a steaming pile of crow to eat, with a side order of lightly seasoned hat (fleece cap, thanks for asking).

I just spent two days reading SGA (Stargate Atlantis) fic. I was late for class becausse I couldn't tear myself away from astolat's A Beautiful Lifetime Event and I've already read Oblivious twice. I only remember the names of those two stories because:

a) they're already favorites, and
b) I'd finally slowed down in my insatiable fic-gorging long enough to read the titles.

I have fallen helplessly for Rodney McKay. With a side order of Sheppard. I confess, I've been (shame faced) watching the show (first season) on Saturday nights, just to get another glimpse of McKayness.

For three weeks.

But I was sure I could quit any time. Absolutely positive. After all, hadn't I pointed out that the production values were weak, the acting largely laughable, and... oh hell.

I have a great idea though. I'm sure I can break my addiction by reading lots of McKay/Sheppard fic (shut up, you know it'll work and if it doesn't, think of the benefits!).

Fandom, Stargaters, rec me your favorite McKay/Shep fics as a form of, uh, immersion/aversion therapy. Yeah, that's what it is.

Comments

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Ooo! No Refunds, no Exchanges is wonderful. It didn't kick off any of my "I-don't-believe-this-AU" warning buzzers, and how I loved how it just seemed so... plausible. It could really have gone down that way.

Ah, I'm really enjoying Double Treat's recs. Good call.

As for the cult, what do you think Rodney would like -- full, life-sized statue, covered in gold?

Icarus

[iibnf.livejournal.com]

Then try Kaneko's Intersections, and Hindsight. I saw someone else recced with links. They are both just too good to dismiss because they are AU.

A statue would be good, he'd like the ego boo, but really I think he'd prefer that it was made of chocolate, perhaps coffee creme filled, and that he could eat it. And that there were a few of them. Perhaps one a week. Presented by naked hot babes, or Sheppard, naked. With chocolate. And coffee. And his cat.