With Wings So Bright They Burn by Lavvyan

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Subject: With Wings so Bright they Burn by lavvyan
Rec Category: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category: Humour, Team adventure, Fusion with X-men
Warning: Slash, violence, temporary death of a major character.
Author on LJ: lavvyan
Author's Website: none to my knowledge.
Link: With Wings so Bright they Burn
Why This Must Be Read: Because character’s having mutant powers is never boring. This is a good team bonding adventure story with a very well written development of John’s character. Shortish at just over 3500 words this story feels very much like a Tardis - bigger on the inside :).

Excerpt:
"Jean Grey was your sister?"

"Half sister. Are you listening?"

"I'm just trying to get my head around the fact that the single-most powerful mutant who ever existed was your sister."

Rodney looked at him, a little bemused.

"Does it matter?" he asked. "I mean, she's dead, and the only special ability I have is cowering people with my IQ."

Apples, by Merry (PG by reccer)

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Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Gen
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warning/Spoilers: None | 1x01 & 1x02 "Rising"
Author on LJ: merryish
Author's Website: any road.
Link: Apples

Why this must be read:
Summary: John just needs a few minutes alone to ... process everything. (1.3k words)

This fic is the first in a series of loosely connected ficlets that eventually develop into preslash, and the author labels this fic as being preslash accordingly, but all that happens here is some first-time friendship. After the events of "Rising", John has found an out-of-the-way place to fall apart for a few minutes; unfortunately, his hiding place happens to be along Rodney's new workspace-to-equipment commute. This story really drives home just how much John has to adjust to in a brief time, including many things the viewers unwittingly take for granted (such as the basics of the Stargate program and life on other worlds). His amazement happens to strike a chord with Rodney, and they share a moment that provides a persuasive suggestion of how such different men might slip into friendship.

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Five Times Rodney McKay Babysat the Athosians, by Cat (PG)

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Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Rodney McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan, OCs
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warning/Spoilers: None
Author on LJ: cat_77
Author's Website: Is down or access-locked. LJ stories tag
Link: Five Times Rodney McKay Babysat the Athosians

Why this must be read:
Summary: The amazing thing was, they kept asking him to do it. (1.2k words)

Honestly, what does anyone expect if they leave the babysitting to 1) the chief science officer and primary fix-it man of a disaster-prone city or 2) the man who is Rodney McKay? This is a fun, convincing series of snapshots of that daunting prospect.

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ADMIN: Posting Format and Holiday Fics

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(I have put this out there a couple times. Apparently, some people are still using the old format. ONLY USE THE FORMAT POSTED BELOW Save it to your memories for easy reference or go to the comm's userpage to make it easy for you to use. From now one, if you don't use this format, the tagger/memories volunteer reserves the right not to tag or put the entry into memories.)

This is also in the FAQ!

1. What is the format for posting a rec?

When posting a rec, it should include at least these things. If there's anything else you'd like to include, you may do so after the 'Why This Must Be Read:' portion of the post.

Subject Line: Title by Author's Name (Rating)
Absolutely NO HTML in the subject line! If you do, you will be asked to remove it before it is put into memories.

Body:

Show: (Stargate SG-1, Stargate Atlantis, or Stargate Universe) You must pick one and only one. If there is more than one show, pick the one that is most predominant. This is solely to help our volunteers, but is very important!!!!!!

Rec Category: (This is the category that you signed up to rec.)
Characters: (MAIN characters only!)
Pairing: (MAIN pairing only. If there is no pairing, skip this line.)
Het/Slash/Gen: (Pick one... THIS IS REQUIRED!)
Warning: (ie Character Death, Spoilers... this is required as well)
Author on LJ:
Author's Website:
Link:

Why this must be read:

Anything else you'd like to add may be put here.

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There's no way possible for me to remove the old posting template from every place that it was posted. Just can't do it. So please let this serve as notice that this is the format we are using now for recs and that the volunteers have the right not to tag/memorize a rec that doesn't follow this format. I realize most people are using this, so this is mostly a reminder.

Thanks everyone for your hard work.

Also, remember that if you want to rec for 'Holidays' this month. We'll let two people do it if they want. I think that's what we did last year. And unlike other categories, post your request to rec Holiday fics here as a comment. First come, first served as always.

The taste of honey the hum of bees by salieri

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Subject: The Taste of Honey the Hum of Bees
by troyswann PG-15
Rec Category: Jack/Daniel Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: Team bonding, ascension, aliens
Warning: Slash, shared memories of torture and sex
Author on LJ: troyswann
Author's Website: Outside the box
Link: The Taste of Honey the Hum of Bees
Why This Must Be Read: If I was ever to participate in a podfic bigbang this is the story I would choose. This is a Sam centric team story set after Daniel’s de-ascension and after he’s regained his memories. Early season seven. Word count is just under 20,000 words.
Beautifully, beautifully written. The team visit an abandoned world at Daniel’s behest and are witness to a once in a life time light show in a vast empty temple. Only trouble is that the Stargate has done a disappearing act and something is opening up the borders between the team’s memories.

"I know this," she said, perhaps out loud. This was before, when Daniel was only human, when his past was his own. "I know this place," she repeated, with Daniel and Teal'c this time, their voices murmuring together, the words thrumming with another faint sound, more a pressure on the ears and the skin than a noise: the low, humming drone of bees.

Striding with high, long steps though the clover, the colonel licked his lips and Sam tasted the delicate sweetness of honey. His jaw was slightly stiff with a gentle ache from chewing the comb, the warmth of his mouth softening the wax, releasing the honey to his tongue. He'd washed his hands, but they were still a little sticky between the fingers and he absently rubbed at his skin with his thumbs as he walked. Beside him, Teal'c kept pace in silence, his shadow and the colonel's, stretched long by the late-day sun, undulating on the green in front of them. Ahead, lighting flashed silently in a low band of dark clouds, but the storm was far off still and here the sky was a pale, clear blue.

"I know this place," Sam said again. Letting her mind drift away from the colonel, she sank back into her own memory. She was just over the next rise, on the lake.

The sample vials were in their case. They were only a pretense, really, an excuse to step onto the raft, play out the ropes and push off through the reeds into the clear water. The tall water grasses parted like a crowd of onlookers bowing out of the progress of royalty, brushing the sides of the raft with a sibilance that was nothing less than a sigh of reverence. Out on the open water, the sun gazed down at its perfect, round reflection, and Sam's face was lit from below as she bent over the end of the raft to fill her vials. Where her hand dipped into the water, tiny fish, barely as long as her fingernail, gathered and nipped with toothless mouths at her skin. When she lifted the vial, trailing golden droplets, the fish darted away in a scatter of silver scales, leaving only a chain of widening circles catching the light. Kneeling, she looked into the depths, but could only see a foot or so down through the silt and the algae. Around her shadow, the light shimmered in a crown of rays.