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the-mushroom-faerie · 8 months

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Operation : Protect Sheppard

John comes out as aromantic, and his team gathers around him in the most chaotically supportive way. (he's actually aro-ace, but they didn't get that far in the conversation)

aroace!John; coming out; the team loves john (platonically); and john loves them (platonically); and the team Will Fight You if u make john uncomfy

"so, like, you don't like when people make advances or what?" Ronan asked, as eloquent as ever. Teyla shot him a look, but John seemed fine to answer.

"I was actually looking stuff up when I first realized it back on Earth. I think the word is aromantic. I just don't... feel that way about anyone, and I don't want people to feel that way about me." he stuttered a bit, and his delivery was awkward, but his point was made.

AR-1 was taking the jumper home, and there was a thick tension in the air. John was scowling, and Rodney was going on a rant about how John is such a Kirk and he gets all the alien women. Teyla and Ronan could tell this was getting next to John, but they couldn't tell why until he slowed the jumper to a stop and jumped up into Rodney's face.

"I don't like that! I don't like any of it! can't you see how uncomfortable I am when something like that happens? I thought you were my friend, but you complain and backhandedly praise me for something I hate and have no control over!"

John looked furious, panicked, and relieved all at the same time. Rodney's face fell in shock and guilt.

"I'm sorry, John. I didn't mean- I didn't know- I'm just sorry."

"no, it's fine. I shouldn't have yelled at you." John seemed to relent at how upset Rodney was. the other two remained silent, unsure of what they could bring to the conversation.

"yes, you should have. me and my big mouth, I was being a terrible friend and I should have noticed that it made you uncomfortable."

"well, I appreciate that."

"so, like, you don't like when people make advances or what?" Ronan asked, as eloquent as ever. Teyla shot him a look, but John seemed fine to answer.

Rodney was deep in thought. "if you don't want people to feel that way about you either, why don't we set up a plan for when someone does try to hit on you?"

"like what?" John seemed very skeptical.

"you could claim you are already in a relationship, and then call one of us over to help with the lie," Teyla suggested. "as all three of us know that you are aromantic, we would be a safe alternative."

"I'm down," Ronan smiled. "I'd beat up anyone who tried something with my partner."

"of course you would," John made a face at him. "so what, I'd just yell I'M MARRIED and one of you would come running?"

Rodney scoffed. "you wouldn't have to yell, exactly. just subtly turn on your radio and say it normally."

"maybe add another codeword to tell us which one would be best." Teyla suggested.

John had scoffed at the idea, but the more he thought about it the more he realised it could work. he smiled at how much his friends loved him, however misguided that love may be. he sat back down in the driver's seat and the four of them ironed out what they affectionately referred to as "Operation : Protect Sheppard" all the way back to the gate. they silently agreed, however, to not speak of the plan in Atlantis, and let this be a private affair.

it only took two missions for a trial run of the plan to be necessary. a personal record, John thought frustratedly as yet another alien woman advanced upon him.

"what say you if we took this... somewhere more private?" the woman smiled at him, her hand uncomfortably on his shoulder. disguising it as him brushing his unruly hair from his face, John activated his earpiece.

"I say, I'm married." he stumbled. it was such an odd statement in his mouth, but it was the agreed upon codeword.

"Oh? and who is this woman who takes your heart?" she didn't seem to believe him. who would be good in this situation? Teyla would probably handle it tactfully, Ronan already admitted he would come in guns blazing, and Rodney would channel all his annoying aspects into one jealous rage. any of those options would be good right now, as he was already panicking.

"we hear you, John. Teyla's on her way." Rodney's voice crackled through the radio, and John silently thanked him for making the choice for him.

"she's an excellent diplomat, and an ambassador for her people," John stalled. he saw Teyla in the corner of his eye, and he held out a hand to her. "as a matter of fact, here's my darling wife now."

"I am Teyla Sheppard, nice to meet you." Teyla smiled, and extended her hand in greeting. John thought the last name was a nice touch, made it very believable. the woman who was previously flirting with him flashed a smile that was closer to a grimace and walked away. John sighed with relief and placed a load-bearing hand on Teyla's shoulder.

"thanks. you did good." he said, still looking stressed.

"was the last name too far?" Teyla asked. "I couldn't exactly ask first, and I didn't want her digging too deep into the lie-"

"no, no. it was a good touch."

that mission went well, much better than Ronan's turn. a rather pushy woman made John's discomfort scale crank all the way up to eleven, and he pulled out the big guns.

literally.

"I'm sure you're very lovely, but I'm married." John uttered the codeword, making sure his radio was on. he put emphasis on every word to make it clear who he wanted. "he's quite the big guy, you wouldn't want to mess with him."

"really? you want Ronan?" Rodney clarified, his voice dripping with disbelief.

"yup, my husband has certainly defeated his fair share of wraith. who knows what he'd do to someone trying to take his man?" John continued, getting more anxious the closer this woman crawled.

"alright, you do you. Ronan's on his way."

several long seconds later, John heard the thundering boom of heavy, running footsteps, and he knew that he was saved. a large arm scooped him away and held him close. Ronan's gun waved suspiciously over John's shoulder, and a very concerning smile was across the larger man's face.

"hi. I'm Ronan." he smiled, glancing at the gun. "this is John. he's mine."

John chuckled nervously, and the woman made a face at the two men.

"if he's taken, why was he so expressive with me?" the woman countered.

"he's a nice guy. he likes being nice."

"I was just being nice. I didn't mean to lead you on." John added. the woman rolled her eyes and walked away. so far, the plan was 100% successful.

"was the gun necessary?" John asked as Ronan holstered said gun and shrugged.

"yeah."

John gave him a look, and the two of them walked away to finish the mission they were there for.

now, as you would expect from getting comfortable using a system, there were a few false alarms. one such false alarm was on an infiltration mission, where John was sent into a party that had the possibility of Genii spies. as he surveyed the room from the bar, a woman seemed to seek him out and sat next to him.

"hi." she started.

"hi." John replied. he couldn't be rude, could he?

"I'm Linda."

"John Sheppard."

an awkward silence. how did Rodney ever make the mistake of believing he was good with people?

"it's quite busy here." Linda stated. oh dear.

"it is."

"a lot of people. where do they even find all these people?" she laughed.

"that is a good question."

"are you here with anyone?"

here it comes. "are you?" he deflected. he didn't want to have to call someone in if she was just making conversation.

"I asked first." she smirked.

alright, better safe than sorry. good thing that the radio was always on, so he didn't have to worry about activating it. "I'm married."

Linda's face twisted in confusion. "do you think I'm hitting on you?"

"you're not?"

"heavens, no! I'm just being nice!" Linda laughed again.

"oh, I guess it was a false alarm." John chuckled, putting a strange emphasis on the last two words hoping that Rodney would hear him and stay where he is.

"you don't have to worry about me," Linda started again. there was an odd familiarity about what she was saying. "I don't do that."

"what, flirt with married men?" John joked.

"flirt with anyone."

that's what's familiar about what she was saying.

"me, too!" John exclaimed excitedly. right as he was about to explain, Rodney ran up to them.

"stay away from my man!" he panted, having obviously ran the whole way there. John smiled at his friend, and turned to Linda.

"this is Rodney. as I was about to say before he heroically came to my aide, he's my friend who pretends to be my husband when I'm in uncomfortable situations. you must not have gotten the false alarm, sorry you had to run all the way over here."

Rodney looked very lost as Linda gasped.

"that's why you randomly said you were married?"

"it was our safe word." John nodded.

"is anyone going to fill me in?" Rodney kept looking between them, getting more confused and frustrated by the second.

"Linda here is in the same boat I am," John said carefully. "we were just... being nice to each other. I got a little nervous, but turns out I had nothing to worry about."

"Oh. thats good, I guess." Rodney mumbled.

"would you like to join us?" John asked, picking up on his friends awkwardness. Rodney nodded, and the three of them sat and chatted for a while. of course, John had to hop up when his target arrived. they were there on a job, after all.

#stargate #stargate atlantis #stargate atlantis fic #sga fanfic #mushroom fic #aroace!john sheppard #john sheppard #teyla emmagan #rodney mckay #ronan dex #platonic ar1 love #aroace #most of the tags up top come from stick #bc idk how to do that lol

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acrowbyanyothername · 3 months

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lads i have a fic for u

pls enjoy

Summary: “You actually married Nancy?” John said, mouth agape. “Why would you put yourself through that?”

Rodney’s own Sheppard looked constipated. Maybe the two weren’t as alike as he had originally thought.

#mcshep #sga #stargate atlantis #john sheppard #rodney mckay #stargate fic #sga fanfic #writing

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death-munchkin · 1 year

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What Hypoglycemia looks/feels like, from someone who has it (for writers/artists who wish to include the topic of Hypo in their SGA (or other) art/stories)

Summery:

I'm making this post as a resource for fellow writers in the SGA fandom (and others in general) because I've come across one too many fanfics which explore Rodney's hypoglycemia but do so in a... let's just say less than realistic fashion. Now I have nothing against these stories, they're still fun! and cool!, and it's not the writer's fault most of the time that info on what Hypo is like can be quite misleading online, but I wanted to make this quick resource for anyone in the SGA fandom, writers/artists in general or just curious people who want an overview of what hypo looks like (to an outsider), feels like (to the person suffering it) and what the signs/symptoms are + how to treat it!

First off, let's dispel some myths!

"Only people with diabetes/pre-diabetes get hypoglycemic" False. Hypoglycemia can occur in anyone and there are various causes. Let's get rid of the fancy words for a second and remember that hypoglycemia just means low blood sugar. If anyone avoids eating sugars & carbs long enough, their blood sugar will drop dangerously low and they will become hypoglycemic. However, people who *have* hypoglycemia typically mean they have a condition which causes their blood sugar to drop dangerously low more often than most or despite a healthy diet. People with diabetes are at risk of hypoglycemic attacks if they take too much insulin for example, but diabetes is not a requirement for the condition and many (like myself, and presumably McKay) are not diabetic.

"You have to go without food for a long time to get a hypoglycemic attack" False. When considering non-diabetic hypoglycemia (which is what I'll mainly be covering because it's what I have) there are 2 variations of conditions which cause hypoglycemic attacks. The first, and the one from which the above presumption is created, is called "fasting hypoglycemia". In this condition, your body constantly produces slightly too much insulin which will gradually drop your blood sugar levels (but faster than what is considered "normal" for a non hypoglycemic person). People with this version of the condition will typically start experiencing symptoms 8-12 hours since they last consumed sugar/carbs, and the symptoms will show & progress more slowly compared to the second condition variation (you might feel light headed, then an hour later a bit sick, then another hour later more sick etc etc). The second variation is called "reactive hypoglycemia", in which your body normally produces the correct amount of insulin (thus fasting is not a major risk as with the 1st variation), but your body does produce substantially too much insulin specifically in response to a large influx of sugar in your system. People with this version will experience symptoms only 2-4 hours after an influx of sugar/carbs (sugars tend to trigger attacks faster, carbs tend to trigger slower), and due to the sudden nature of the insulin spike, symptoms can appear and worsen rapidly (it can take as little as 5 minutes to go from "I'm a bit dizzy" to "get me a bucket or I'll spew on you"). NOTE: of course, each person's condition will differ and how they present/progress will differ too.

"Hypoglycemia isn't a serious condition" Ok I have to include this because it's just plain wrong. Hypoglycemia is often not severe if caught early, and the fact that the cure is literally just consuming sugar (eg. drink some juice) it can come across as no big deal or even silly, but make no mistake, hypoglycemia can and does kill. Without sugar your brain will eventually shut down and you will die. Don't make fun of me, just give me my juice, thanks.

OK, now that that's out of the way, on to the meat of this post!

What does Hypoglycemia look like to onlookers, and what does it feel like to experience it?

Depending on the type of hypoglycemia someone has, the presentation of their symptoms will vary. They can either have a slow or rapid onset, and remember that not everyone will show the exact same symptoms. The nature and severity of the symptoms will also depend on the stage of the hypoglycemic attack. While this isn't official, I personally categorize my hypoglycemic attack into 3-4 stages, and they appear as follows below. Each stage can last either mere minutes (5/10/20 minutes) or hours depending on the nature (fasting/reactive) and progression (rapid/slow) of the attack. Note, I'm getting my "onlooker" data from my amazing partner, who has to deal with my sorry ass, and my experience data is of course mostly from my experience, though I try to include other possible/common experiences too, but keep that in mind your experience may differ <3

Stage 1: Mild

This is the first stage of a hypoglycemic attack and will have the least severe symptoms. For many the symptoms might be so subtle that they go unnoticed, possibly up until the next stage of the condition, especially if your condition advances rapidly. A person in stage 1 will 100% still be able to eat/drink foods/drinks with sugars in them by themselves and will not need a glucose drip yet, just give them some juice. The symptoms: In this stage you typically start with the emotive/mental symptoms, described as "feelings of unease" etc. You might also experience mild physical symptoms such as feeling peckish or being a bit jittery, but not much so. How it feels: You might feel jumpy, anxious, annoyed, irritable, and have a general sense of being on edge. For some this expresses as anger, for others fear, and it's not always the same each time. You might feel a little bit hungry and your mind might be a bit more scattered than normal, but generally you'll feel fine if a bit uncomfortable. How it looks: Due to the mild nature of the symptoms in stage 1, it's very possible that onlookers will totally miss any sign/symptom in this stage. Your best bet is noticing that the person is more irritable or jumpy than normal, but otherwise it's likely to go overlooked until stage 2 hits.

Stage 2: Moderate

This is the 2nd stage of a hypoglycemic attack and is typically the stage where both the person suffering from the attack and onlookers are most likely to first notice the symptoms and piece together that a hypo attack is occurring. The symptoms in this stage is slightly more severe and physical symptoms start to present more prominently (allowing onlookers to notice what is happening). A person in stage 2 will likely still be able to eat/drink foods/drinks with sugars in them by themselves and will not need a glucose drip yet, just give them some juice. The symptoms: At this stage physical symptoms become more prominent. Most sufferers will have constant tremors in their limbs, making it difficult to do fine work as their hands will become clumsy and shaky. Their breathing might also be shaky/uneasy as a result. Rapid heart rate and what is known as "hot flashes" (sudden spike in body temperature, causing the face to become warm, flushed, and the skin to become clammy) will likely occur. This stage also typically features feelings of fatigue, moderate to severe nausea, disorientation/confusion and weakness. How it feels: Absolutely fucking terrible. Stage 2 is the worst feeling of the 4 as you are typically still lucid enough to know how shit you feel while feeling worse than in stage 1. You will feel hot, feverish, and the feeling of hunger will typically be replaced by being sick to your stomach. You will likely throw up. Your brain will start to go foggy and it will be hard to concentrate/work. You will feel tired, but too uncomfortable to fall asleep. You will likely feel uncomfortably hot and sweaty. Your hands will be shaking too badly for you to do much (drinking water becomes hard because liquid gets shaken out of glass) and your arms/legs will start to feel heavy. If you're not sitting already, you will want to sit down soon because legs no work. How it looks: The person might be flushed with a sheen of sweat on their forehead, clammy shaky hands, wobbly legs. They might also turn pale. They will look tired. They likely won't be able to hold a conversation, coming across as confused and disorientated. They will likely throw up. Imagine someone with a bad flu but they're also drunk, and that's pretty much what it will look like.

Stage 3: Severe

The third stage of Hypo, at this point the symptoms may become alarming and the person may not be able to consume foods/drinks themselves anymore and thus may need a glucose drip.

The symptoms: At this stage the person will likely become fully disorientated and incapacitated. They may be unable to walk/stand themselves and thus might need help moving around. If they haven't thrown up yet they probably will. They will likely be unable to focus. Their vision may become blurred or they may pass out. Slurred speech, loss of consciousness and severe confusion is likely. Mobility will be greatly limited. How it feels: Surprisingly not nearly as bad as stage 2, considering you're out of it for most of the time. You might feel sleepy, uncomfortable, vaguely aware that you feel sick, but at this stage you will likely be so out of it that you'll be drifting in and out of consciousness for the most part. Things might feel vaguely off and you will have gaps in your awareness. You probably won't want to move much if at all and just sit/lay wherever you are and hope to pass out (because being passed out feels better than being cold and hot and clammy and shaky and btw you're tired and hungry and sleep sounds good right now) How it looks: Fucking terrifying. The person will at this stage lose a lot of awareness and very likely start passing out/drifting off. They will likely stop responding, their speech will almost definitely be slurred and/or incoherent. They might still throw up/move but not with much will of their own. If you haven't gotten them medical attention yet at this point, do so, because they probably won't be able to drink juice themselves to get better.

Stage 4: Worst case scenario

This stage I have not experienced myself (thank the gods) and is reserved for some of the severe complications which can/will occur if someone isn't treated during stage 3. Namely: Seizure, coma, death. The person will NOT be able to consume sugar themselves at this point and will need medical intervention (if applicable), though ideally you want to get treated BEFORE then. There isn't really much to say on this stage because it's pretty much as labeled. Get them treatment or they will pass out and eventually (if still untreated) die.

So for all y'all wump writers out there, make sure to get McKay to Carson/Keller before then ;)

But anyway, I hope this can give some useful insight to people on what Hypo actually looks/feels like, and hopefully well have less stories where the symptoms and progression are all jumbled out of order and/or myths about how/when/why hypo presents will be reduced.

Take care and remember to carry an emergency juice box ;)

#stargate atlantis #sga #rodney mckay #mckay #hypoglycemia #writing #sga fanfic

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massharp1971 · 10 months

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The water lapped in lazy, oily ripples against rocks turned black in the fading light. The sunset had faded to an icy blue edged with pink, mirrored by the eerily glowing lake. Teyla and Ronon slipped naked through the water playfully, coming together and kissing easily.

John and Rodney stood on the shore, watching.

No matter where they were in the galaxy, Teyla and Ronon would always know when a planet’s solstices would fall. If that happened to coincide with their visit, they would insist on communing with nature at sunset – preferably doing something involving water.

Sometimes, John and Rodney would join in, sometimes they would watch in befuddled amusement.

This was the first time naked swimming had been their choice of ritual, though.

“You should join us,” Teyla called out to them eventually.

“It’s like a warm bath,” Ronon attested, before ducking under the water and surfacing behind Teyla, his body sliding close to hers again.

Rodney felt rooted to the lakeshore, even as he wished he was in there with them. Suddenly, he saw the future with alarming clarity. Sheppard would join them, and he would be left on the shore, the awkward, ugly duckling nobody wants to play with.

“Fuck that!” he muttered to himself, tearing out of his clothes, and running down the sandy shore into the water.

Rodney had never skinny-dipped in his life, but apparently this was who he was now, someone who plunged naked into unknown waters on alien planets.

Teyla swam over to him.

“Solstice Blessings, as your people say, Rodney.”

She kissed him, gently, on the lips.

Ronon came up next. His kiss was considerably less chaste, and Rodney was taken by surprise.

“Happy Summersnight,” Ronon said.

“Y-you too,” Rodney stammered.

He looked around for John, needing him suddenly, only to find that he was the one stuck on the shore, awkward and alone. That wouldn’t do at all.

“John Sheppard, get in here at once!” he bossed his friend.

John went rigid, but then sagged and began to shyly pull himself out of his clothes. Rodney used all his willpower to turn away, smiling at his friends. Stress he didn’t know he was carrying seeped out through his skin into the still softly glowing water.

He heard a splash behind him. Teyla was giving John the same greeting, and then Ronon was kissing John’s lips and the repressed Colonel was responding easily, like he kissed men all the time. Rodney felt a confusing cocktail of heat, compersion and jealousy to see it.

“Fuck it,” he muttered for the second time that night, and swam over to John.

“Merry Solstice, John,” he said, pressing lips to John’s ever so carefully.

John’s response was unmistakeable – a little noise in his throat, a movement to chase Rodney’s lips when they left.

Rodney’s hand came up to John’s cheek.

“Do you? Can we…?”

John’s only answer was his lips on Rodney’s, hungry and sweet and full of a longing that perfectly mirrored Rodney’s own.

Inspired by this evening's solstice sunset:

#sga #john sheppard #mcshep #stargate atlantis #rodney mckay #teyla emmagan #ronon dex #sga fanfic

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esotericfaerytumbls · 5 months

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Such a cute SGA ficlet.

#sga fanfic #stargate atlantis fanfic #rodney mckay #laura cadman #john sheppard #sga

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audioletter · 7 months

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My addition to the Stargate Atlantis Summer Music Festival 2023 set to Sigrid's "It Gets Dark".

Look, ma, I did something creative!

#stargate atlantis #john sheppard #stargate atlantis summer music festival 2023 #sga fanfic

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twotales · 1 year

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Radar

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis

Characters: Rodney McKay, Radek Zelenka, (One line Elizabeth Weir)

Pairing: Rodney McKay & Radek Zelenka

Rating: G

Word Count: 741

Tags: Ficlet, Between Episodes, Developing Friendships, Lists

Summary: He was never on Rodney’s radar, just a face among many and really he had better things to do than remember the name of one bespectacled, scruffy-faced, wild-haired scientist.

Notes: I HC Rodney as a list guy, he doesn't write them down but he catalogs certain information that way.

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He was never on Rodney’s radar, just a face among many and really he had better things to do than remember the name of one bespectacled, scruffy-faced, wild-haired scientist. Because names didn’t inform you of anything. This is why Rodney typically thought about people in terms of what they could do, their focus, their professional traits, and their talents (if they had any.) And this scientist came with only one note preprogrammed onto his list, “Engineer."

Two weeks later he added, “turns research in early.”

Three months in and it was clear the man was not just an Engineer but a gifted engineer, and Rodney added “Eighty percent likely to get the machine to work." (Well, eighty-five if he was being completely honest.)

A few days before General O'Neill was scheduled to arrive Rodney found his blueprints while searching for a pen. He held one page up with a reverence he didn’t typically show to most things. Eyes running over the color-coded inner workings, the easy-to-follow pathways, and, oh god, perfectly legible labels. It was just so beautiful, so logical. It wouldn’t do to compliment the man on something he had found on accident, (not that he would anyway.) So he added, “logical,” to his list, put them back where he found them, and moved on.

But when they were lodged halfway inside an active stargate his list sprang to mind and he ran through it at lightspeed, combining them together and for once he wished he knew a scientist's name because a logical engineer who does things quickly and gets the machines to work eighty-nine percent of the time sounded like the perfect fit.

“Alright. Let me put Kavanagh, Grodin, and Simpson in a room; see what they come up with.”

“That's good. And the Czech, the Czech, um,” he snapped, “the Czech whose name I can never remember.”

“Doctor Zelenka?” She said and what kind of stupid name was that anyways? Of course, he never remembered something that ridiculous.

“That's him. We'll work it at our end.”

It turned out that Zlemka WAS the right person for the job (of course he was, it was Rodney’s idea after all) and he wasn’t surprised in the least to find the Czech on his back, elbow-deep in a puddle jumper once the ordeal was over and it looked like Major Sheppard would be fine.

“How long have you been at this?” Rodney held back a laugh as the man startled.

He glanced at Rodney warily before looking back at his work. “How long has it been since you were trapped in the Jumper?” His glasses slipped down his nose, “that is how long.”

Rodney tried not to smile because dammit that was the best answer he could have given. It made the most sense and is exactly what he would do. He watched the man tap another conduit then pick up a small journal and jot down a few notes. Rodney moved closer to him, peeking over to try and get a look.

“Is there anything you need from me, Dr. McKay?”

It was Rodney’s turn to startle as ice-blue eyes watched his reaction to his notebook, confusion marring his features.

“I need you to move over.”

The man's look of confusion increased. However, he complied, his face flashing in surprise as Rodney kneeled down, rolled up his sleeves, moved to his back, and slid in next to him.

He clapped his hands together, “Alright Zlinka, show me everything.”

His tone of voice as he said, “Zelenka,” bordered on insubordination but he sighed and held the journal out to him before pointing at the current pathway he was mapping. “I have discovered much.” He pushed his glasses up his nose as his voice bled into excitement, “everything in here can be controlled from back of the jumper.” A smile spread and Rodney added “dimple,” to his list. “I am creating a manual to prevent these things from happening.” He raised his brows, “It is a good idea, yes.”

Rodney flipped through his journal running his fingers over the diagrams, and god if he were a lesser man it would have stolen his breath away because the drawings, albeit currently crude, made such beautiful, logical sense, and although he knew Zelemka wasn’t actually asking a question, because duh, of course, it was a good idea, it’s exactly why he came up here, he still found himself smiling and saying.

“Yes, it is.”

#sga #stargate atlantis #rodney mckay #radek zelenka #twotalesff #radek zelenka & rodney mckay #twotalesgifs #mygif #fanfic #myfic #sga fanfic #and a beautiful friendship is born #and later on it turns into something more #zelenkay #rodek #geek love forever

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stargayatlantis · 2 months

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one-third of the way through Written by the Victors and man. Just continually being blown away.

#sga #sga fanfic

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sga-owns-my-soul · 5 months

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Rodney had been slowly going insane.

Ever since he and John got locked into those stupid bracelets on M64-776, Rodney's wrist had been vibrating practically nonstop. Rodney had threatened the Colonel numerous times, but he never stopped pressing the little button on his that triggered the response in Rodney's

#this is based off mushroom getting us matching friendship bracelets #and bc we're incapable of not relating everything to stargate #of course she had ideas about making it stargate related #and of course i had to write it #anywyas this is dumb #but cute #my writing #mcshep #john sheppard #rodney mckay #elizabeth weir #fanfic #sga fanfic #sga #stargate atlantis

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wonkyelk · 11 months

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[image ID: digital drawing of Teyla Emmagen, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay and Ronon Dex on a film set. teyla is dressed smartly and sitting down, the other three are standing and in costume, Rodney and Ronon slightly to the fore. Note at the bottom read: ‘Behind the scenes at the shoot for “Space Curve”: l to r, Director Teyla Emmagen, co-writer John Sheppard, as ‘Eranu’, co-writer Rodney McKay as ‘Uvavu’, Star/Producer Ronon Dex as ‘Commander Jason Orin’’ end ID]

At the kind suggestion of @cassiope25 have added some art to my ‘Starting New’ AU. (Note - most of the fic actually takes place in a coffee shop. This is just the most fun bit to draw).

#Sga fanart #sga fanfic #art dump

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acrowbyanyothername · 14 hours

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if anyones looking for 1.3k of John/Ronon being my favourite lil guys to write

#sga #writing #sga fanfic #stargate atlantis #sga fic

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massharp1971 · 1 year

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For the fic writer ask game!

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Thanks!

💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?

New Beginnings, the second fic in my Found Family series. I love it but it was really hard to write because people had raved about Awakenings and this was the sequel. I think it's been overlooked somewhat but maybe at another time I'd have not struggled with the writing process or been hung up on replicating it and working through all the things that needed to happen to get to where the end of Awakenings was pointing.

Although I'm not getting much time to write it, the third (well, fourth, because there's a short smutfic in there now) installment is much more its own thing, and it's also got much more of a Pegasun perspective, which I like. I think people will love it.

I also give Kanaan a proper speaking part, finally.

🌻what makes you want to give up on writing? what makes you keep going?

Being intimidated by the quality or artistry of the really good cake - reading any fic by @wonkyelk, but particularly The bakery in the woods which blew me away as a concept, or the sheer cuteness of @spacecadetdhdly's baby dragon fic The omen on offer, @logicgunn's gorgeous The Long Dark series, or @gingerpolyglot's sublimely hot Put yourself in my hands. Lots of @salchat's stuff, but I particularly loved Kiss me in the rain. @dedkake's astonishing impact in few words, particularly the incredible It could've started like this series, which was an incredible feat of writing and perseverence. @halestrom's gorgeous The doctor and the Sheppard...

Okay I may be using this as an excuse to go all fanperson. I'm sure there are more I'm forgetting to mention, because all those are off the top of my head - this fandom is so blessed with good writers. Stuff like that is aspirational but also a little intimidating to a very workmanlike writer like me - I'm good at making words do what I want them to do, but it's a far cry from artistry like that. I'm gonna have to be content to be Salieri to their Mozart and not be all bitter about it. On the other hand, writing a drabble series or a quick, throw-away fic about body-switching (Bodyswap) or cuddles and asexuality (Ace) and people enthusing about it, or keeping coming back to it. That there is saying "yeah Mas, sometimes you make someone's day a little better". The long comments saying how someone personally connected to a fic are the best. Sometimes I say stuff people needed to hear, and that's nice.

So, I try to remind myself it's cake and it's got its own flavour. My writing would probably be one of those wierd-ass cakes - apricot, chilli and lavender or something daft that not everyone is gonna try but turns out better than you expect. I can live with not being a master baker if a few people find my stuff unexpectedly tasty.

🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?

See above - although looking at it from times perspective people not going nuts over New Beginnings doesn't mean it hasn't been appreciated. There may be some genderqueer insecurity in there for me somewhere because I leaned into the non-binary McKay story a little harder.

Gotta say, though, people have been nothing but nice about my wildly queer takes in this fandom. It's been a complete haven to me in an otherwise stormy world.

Love this fandom 💜💜💜Thanks for the asks.

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