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[nny]

I want master criminal John/Rodney fic. With Rodney as the behind-the-scenes geek who occasionally has panic attacks when things go wrong - over the terribly nifty and futuristic headset radios they have - about what is going to be done to his ass when they get arrested because John insists on being showy and improvising when the plan was perfect to begin with... And John mocks him subtly (in between running, jumping, climbing trees) and - because such things are necessary in these fics - makes comments about how he didn't know Rodney cared, and Rodney of course snorts and says that he doesn't, in fact, care, but that's his next doctorate (or three) in diamonds that John is carrying and could John please remember that he, Rodney, is the one with the brains in this relationship.

And then they have sex.



... for the record I am submerging myself quite so deeply in this fantasy because my creative juices are either a) blocked at the source or b) dried up completely, I am thoroughly miserable for a variety of different reasons, I want to curl up in my bed for the rest of the year and pretend that the world doesn't exist, I can't top up my mobile phone and therefore send pathetic texts every which way, and my computer - which Dell promised faithfully would be delivered today, just as they did on Thursday and Friday - still hasn't bloody come.

But I'm fine. Really.

Comments

[soupytwist.livejournal.com]

I think that fic would be one of the most wonderful things ever ever ever. (You have read Crimes Against Humanity (http://seperis.livejournal.com/tag/crimes+against+humanity), yes?)

*HUGS YOU SO MUCH, SO MUCH*

You should already know this, but: you want me to ring you, any time day or night, one bell or email and I shall do just that.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

... Fraser and Kowalski could chase them!

♥

[soupytwist.livejournal.com]

I send you Dief to headbutt your leg and lick your hand very plaintively to cheer you up. He is also good at hugs (but Ray says he never said that so shut up).

Um, by which I also mean: HOLY CRAP I WANT RAY AND FRASER TO CHASE THEM SO. MUCH.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

You have a very different conceptualisation of the word 'fine' to me. Or maybe you are using The Italian Job's definition (Fucked up, Insecure, Nervous & Emotional). Thoroughly miserable does not equate to fine!

*worries*

Email me, hon. Even if it's just a line saying I PROMISE TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF AND DRINK TEA AND READ COMFORT-BOOKS.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*reads comfort fic?*

[unravels.livejournal.com]

AND TEA. Fahye definitely mentioned tea. And looking after yourself. I suspect she knows people who will come after you if you don't. So, um. Grr. :D?

[apiphile.livejournal.com]

For great happiness/when your new computer comes:

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KUTA7S51

Pirate songs. 43 pirate songs.

Also I make you HCL picture.

[havenstar.livejournal.com]

holy crap, best fic idea ever. SGA seems to be made for magically weird-yet-perfect AUs.

[flyakate]

*cuuuuuuuuddles*

[vimeslady.livejournal.com]

Um... **Hugs**
Can't think of anything more I can do, but I hope the world looks better to you soon.

[foreverdirt.livejournal.com]

And Ronon? And Ronon sits around being big and laconic and a surprisingly competent cat burglar, even though no one's entirely sure what he's actually, y'know, doing there? And he flirts amicably with McKay and they bond over food and not wanting to go to jail, and, and John almost manages to have an emotion about it, before just shrugging and bending Rodney over some terribly nifty and futurist tech.

[chains-of-irony.livejournal.com]

That would be perfect. A bit like Deadpool and his pet geek, or that game Metal Gear Solid, where there is SO MUCH GEEKLOVE going on over the mega expensive radio equipment.

Psst... where do you find your SGA episodes? I caught the first part of the pilot on Sky the other day and it was SO GOOD but am back at uni no with no TV. John sitting in the chair and Rodney freaking out, hee! Also Jack was all "NO WAY ARE YOU TAKING MY DANIEL AWAY TO ATLANTIS oh, wait, you didn't want him anyway, did you?"