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Snakeheads: A Love Story by Taste_is_sweet (NC17)
Show: SG-1/SGA
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Cameron Mitchell, Kate Heightmeyer, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Original Male Character, Daniel Jackson, Sam Carter, Teal'c (SG-1)
Pairings: McKay/Sheppard; McKay/Sheppard/Other
Categories: Slash Alternate Universe Threesomes
Warnings: Major Character Death Threesomes Crossover Angst Drama Companion Piece Action/Adventure Established Relationship Hurt Comfort Graphic depiction of injuries
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
taste_is_sweet
Author's Website: Like Slaughter for Chocolate
Author's Website: Taste_is_Sweet on AO3
Author's Website: Taste_is_sweet on Wraithbait
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on LJ
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on AO3
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on Wraithbait
Why This Must Be Read: The Summary Says: Goa'uld never let their hosts go," Daniel said, and the hard edge of pain behind his words froze John to the core.
The Authors note say that this story was directly inspired bylavvyan’s Jaffa_for_hire AU wherein John Sheppard is host to Mer'deth, a brilliant, arrogant, and not-entirely fearsome Goa'uld.
Mer'deth is a goa’uld who only want to learn, he has a thirst for knowledge. During a mission Mer'deth merges with John who is not overly happy about the situation and wants Mer'deth out.
I love this story not only is it one where a Goa’uld is a good guy but how close the host can become to their symbiote. In this the SGC especially SG1 are not so friendly.
I swear to God, Mer, I know what I'm doing! If you don't pull back and let me take care of this, we're both going to be dead! John whispered harshly inside his skull. He could feel the Goa'uld's fear and it was making it hard for him to concentrate. Not to mention that intense physical activity and combat weren't exactly Mer'deth's strengths.
"Sorry!" Mer'deth whispered a little too loudly with John's voice. John would have winced if he'd had control of his facial muscles. He'd gotten used to hearing his voice spoken by someone else years ago, but he knew the tense line of panic wasn't him at all. Mer'deth released control so abruptly that John stumbled.
"Thanks," he murmured, knowing the sarcasm would be completely lost on Mer'deth. He slowly eased his way around the corner, Zat gun ready.
He shot the two Marines before they even registered that someone was behind them, trying not to feel guilty about it as he pelted down the corridor. He'd only shot them once, after all. They'd just wake up with a headache, whereas John had no illusions about what would happen to him if he and Mer'deth were caught.
I still think you should just kill them, Mer'deth huffed.
"No, you don't." John rolled his eyes. "Give it up, Mer--you've never killed anyone, ever, let alone after you made me your host."
You chose me for your host, remember? and John carefully didn't hear the hurt transmitted with Mer'deth's message. And I've destroyed entire solar systems!
"Uninhabited," John hissed. He threw himself around the corner just in time to avoid a barrage of gunfire--looked like the SGC was still using P90s, the cheap bastards--then ducked back for just long enough to fire off another shot, felling the Marine. He took a second to think, mapping out Mer'deth's Ha'tak ship in his head. It was a given that the SGC teams would have the Tel'tak and Glider bays guarded, but if he could get to the ring transporter…
What are you doing? Mer'deth demanded. The ring transporters are that way! Right! Go right!
"Sorry," John murmured, skidding to a stop then launching himself in the opposite direction.
I knew I should never have told Ba'al about the ZPM! Mer'deth wailed. Of course that misbegotten worm would've led those cursed Tau'ri right to me!
"Well, maybe next time you shouldn't gloat so damn much. And last I checked, I was a 'Tau'ri' too, by the way." John was just glad he'd had the Goa'uld sharing his skull for so long that he'd learned to multi-task, having conversations mostly on autopilot while the rest of his mind focused on what needed to be done.
He couldn't tell if Mer'deth had heard his thoughts or not, but the Goa'uld sounded a little guilty. Oh, right. No offence.
"None taken," John muttered. He heard the sound of someone behind the door to the transporter room right before the panels slid open, and he cursed and rolled, hearing the crackle of another Zat as the energy sizzled right through the place his body had been. He hurtled to his feet, spinning as he did so, lifting his Zat to fire.
And stopped dead.
"Holy fuck," Cameron Mitchell said, gaping. "Sheppard?"
John fired and Mitchell went down twitching. John whirled and raced into the transporter room.
He recognized Teal'c just before the staff blast caught him in the belly, exactly where the Goa'uld would have been if he were a Jaffa. Standard combat training for Goa'uld's warriors, intended to be a killing blow.
All this went distantly through John's mind as the force of the blast smashed him to the floor. He dimly heard Mer'deth screaming something that might have been his name, and then endorphins were flooding his system so thick and fast that he actually burst out laughing.
His last thought before he plummeted into unconsciousness was the warm knowledge that Mer'deth was trying to heal him.
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Cameron Mitchell, Kate Heightmeyer, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Original Male Character, Daniel Jackson, Sam Carter, Teal'c (SG-1)
Pairings: McKay/Sheppard; McKay/Sheppard/Other
Categories: Slash Alternate Universe Threesomes
Warnings: Major Character Death Threesomes Crossover Angst Drama Companion Piece Action/Adventure Established Relationship Hurt Comfort Graphic depiction of injuries
Author on LJ:
taste_is_sweetAuthor's Website: Like Slaughter for Chocolate
Author's Website: Taste_is_Sweet on AO3
Author's Website: Taste_is_sweet on Wraithbait
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on LJ
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on AO3
Link: Snakeheads: A Love Story on Wraithbait
Why This Must Be Read: The Summary Says: Goa'uld never let their hosts go," Daniel said, and the hard edge of pain behind his words froze John to the core.
The Authors note say that this story was directly inspired by
lavvyan’s Jaffa_for_hire AU wherein John Sheppard is host to Mer'deth, a brilliant, arrogant, and not-entirely fearsome Goa'uld.Mer'deth is a goa’uld who only want to learn, he has a thirst for knowledge. During a mission Mer'deth merges with John who is not overly happy about the situation and wants Mer'deth out.
I love this story not only is it one where a Goa’uld is a good guy but how close the host can become to their symbiote. In this the SGC especially SG1 are not so friendly.
I swear to God, Mer, I know what I'm doing! If you don't pull back and let me take care of this, we're both going to be dead! John whispered harshly inside his skull. He could feel the Goa'uld's fear and it was making it hard for him to concentrate. Not to mention that intense physical activity and combat weren't exactly Mer'deth's strengths.
"Sorry!" Mer'deth whispered a little too loudly with John's voice. John would have winced if he'd had control of his facial muscles. He'd gotten used to hearing his voice spoken by someone else years ago, but he knew the tense line of panic wasn't him at all. Mer'deth released control so abruptly that John stumbled.
"Thanks," he murmured, knowing the sarcasm would be completely lost on Mer'deth. He slowly eased his way around the corner, Zat gun ready.
He shot the two Marines before they even registered that someone was behind them, trying not to feel guilty about it as he pelted down the corridor. He'd only shot them once, after all. They'd just wake up with a headache, whereas John had no illusions about what would happen to him if he and Mer'deth were caught.
I still think you should just kill them, Mer'deth huffed.
"No, you don't." John rolled his eyes. "Give it up, Mer--you've never killed anyone, ever, let alone after you made me your host."
You chose me for your host, remember? and John carefully didn't hear the hurt transmitted with Mer'deth's message. And I've destroyed entire solar systems!
"Uninhabited," John hissed. He threw himself around the corner just in time to avoid a barrage of gunfire--looked like the SGC was still using P90s, the cheap bastards--then ducked back for just long enough to fire off another shot, felling the Marine. He took a second to think, mapping out Mer'deth's Ha'tak ship in his head. It was a given that the SGC teams would have the Tel'tak and Glider bays guarded, but if he could get to the ring transporter…
What are you doing? Mer'deth demanded. The ring transporters are that way! Right! Go right!
"Sorry," John murmured, skidding to a stop then launching himself in the opposite direction.
I knew I should never have told Ba'al about the ZPM! Mer'deth wailed. Of course that misbegotten worm would've led those cursed Tau'ri right to me!
"Well, maybe next time you shouldn't gloat so damn much. And last I checked, I was a 'Tau'ri' too, by the way." John was just glad he'd had the Goa'uld sharing his skull for so long that he'd learned to multi-task, having conversations mostly on autopilot while the rest of his mind focused on what needed to be done.
He couldn't tell if Mer'deth had heard his thoughts or not, but the Goa'uld sounded a little guilty. Oh, right. No offence.
"None taken," John muttered. He heard the sound of someone behind the door to the transporter room right before the panels slid open, and he cursed and rolled, hearing the crackle of another Zat as the energy sizzled right through the place his body had been. He hurtled to his feet, spinning as he did so, lifting his Zat to fire.
And stopped dead.
"Holy fuck," Cameron Mitchell said, gaping. "Sheppard?"
John fired and Mitchell went down twitching. John whirled and raced into the transporter room.
He recognized Teal'c just before the staff blast caught him in the belly, exactly where the Goa'uld would have been if he were a Jaffa. Standard combat training for Goa'uld's warriors, intended to be a killing blow.
All this went distantly through John's mind as the force of the blast smashed him to the floor. He dimly heard Mer'deth screaming something that might have been his name, and then endorphins were flooding his system so thick and fast that he actually burst out laughing.
His last thought before he plummeted into unconsciousness was the warm knowledge that Mer'deth was trying to heal him.