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December 4th, 2005

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Sunday, December 4th, 2005 05:34 am
First, updated [livejournal.com profile] kanzeyori again with fics and vids finally. ::headdesk:: I *still* have to update [livejournal.com profile] permetaform_rec though it's kinda scaring me because, like, I've recs going back to JANUARY.

o.0 This is ridiculous. I produce more recs than I can ever archive, and that's not counting the heaping amount I *lost*...::headdesks:: when I grow up, I'm gonna gets me a secretary. And I'll pet him and love him and call him George. ::sighs::


Meanwhile,

Epiphany!

oh god. )
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Sunday, December 4th, 2005 10:16 am
"So many faces of death--it must be a shame having only one life to lose."

"Yes, here we go." Rodney sighed and lay back. "Mock away."

"Want me to tie you up?"

"God, I thought you'd never ask." Rodney sat back up and shucked his shirt and pants while John watched, amused on the surface, something darker in his eyes. "You brought rope?"

~ weapons, trees, chocolate, and bondage by [livejournal.com profile] eliade - ::combusts:: um. ::flails:: yes.


He loves them and the men around him, and the men they're fighting, and this country and it seems like he's been reaching for something his whole life that he's just now finding. He doesn’t know what to call it – peace, love, understanding, goodwill toward men, whatthefuckever – but there it is, right there in the sky, in the blood colored dirt, painted over everything like a gloss. This is world is all there is, and it is enough, it is more than enough, it is wonderful, John thinks. And if only he can keep hold of that when he wakes up, he thinks, eyes drooping closed. God, if only he can keep hold of it, he’ll always have this in him, this laughter, this calm, this love. If only.

~ Bullets by the Door by [livejournal.com profile] nifra_idril ("Afghanistan was fucking beautiful.") - this is one of those fics that I could only process by reading bits in reverse order, but ooooh a great peek into Sheppard's mind!


"Good thing I have you to do these things for me." John's posture was lazy, so was his tone and his smile.

Do these things for him. That's what Rodney was there for. To do things for John. Because John was the hero and Rodney was the guy who kissed other men in front of half his staff. Standing, Rodney leaned over the table, took hold of John's jacket and pulled him out of his slouch. Then he kissed him, hard. "There are some things you should do for yourself," he said, letting go of John with a slight shove.

Then he pushed his breakfast tray to John's side of the table. "Put this away for me, will you?" He turned and walked away.

Away and straight into Katie. "Rodney?" she asked.

~ In Which Rodney Dates, John is Curious, and Cadman Helps by [livejournal.com profile] mmmchelle - Post-Duet fic done AWESOME.
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