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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: AU (specifically, I'm reccing AU:Ocean recs for the current Whatif_au prompt as well - so they'll all be AUs, and all featuring the ocean in some way)
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Teyla, Ronon, Kanaan, Torren
Categories: slash
Warnings: None
Author on DW:auburn
Author's Website: see the AO3
Link: The Green Sea series
Why This Must Be Read: This is an AU where the team, Kanaan and Torren are on the lam at the furthest edge of Pegasus, hiding away from Atlantis which is under hostile military management after Earth changes for the worse. They make new lives for themselves at the edge of the sea. It's a little bittersweet but ultimately hopeful and the worldbuilding is great, as they learn new skills and ways to survive. Boats and fishing feature prominently, and a refurbished lighthouse.
Kanaan handed him a deep blue mug of honey-sweetened tea when John came into the kitchen. John wrapped his fingers around the smooth ceramic, inhaling the curl of steam from it, waiting for the heat to soak into his cold-achy fingers. He propped a shoulder against the door jamb and watched while Kanaan fried pan bread and fish cakes between stirring the big iron pot of oatmeal.
The footsteps behind him were too familiar to acknowledge, well known as the heat of the body they belonged to warming him, as Rodney pressed close and reached around him to pluck the mug from John's hands.
"Hey, I'd just got that cool enough to drink," John protested, but not hard, as Rodney slurped half the tea down.
"Yes, it was just right, Goldilocks," Rodney agreed. He leaned against John's back and let him steal the mug back. "It's still not coffee."
"There is more tea," Kanaan told them. "There is no need to squabble over it."
"Keeps us on our toes," John murmured. Rodney pushed past him into the kitchen proper. John finished his tea, filled his mug again, and poured another for Rodney.
"Speaking of toes," Rodney said as he seated himself at the eating nook, "if we don't want to lose some to frostbite before winter's over, we need to bring in another tank of fuel." He took the full mug from John and shifted over the bench so that they could sit together.
Kanaan pulled the iron pot off the heat, checked his other pans, and joined them.
"We can bring a tank back with us after Winterfair." John grinned at Kanaan. "Providing Torren leaves us enough room on the boat."
"I checked the sensors," Rodney commented, "after I topped up the generators. We're all set to leave; the light and the horn will keep going until we get back. Weather tracking looked good. "
Kanaan sipped his own tea. "So it will be clear for Winterfair?"
"Clear and cold and black as a...black thing," Rodney confirmed. "Ronon'll get to knock boots with his girlfriend, never fear."
"Where are the others?" John asked Kanaan.
"We are here," Teyla said, leading in a dressed but still sleepy-eyed Torren. "Kanaan, the bread will burn."
Kanaan went back to the stove, pressing a kiss to Teyla's temple as he passed her, and used a towel to grab the pan with the bread and lift it off the flame. John and Rodney silently made room for her at the nook. Torren fit neatly between his mother and John's side. Ronon arrived in time to help carry the food to the table.
The dog came in after him and curled up under the table at their feet to wait for the tidbits Torren and Rodney and Ronon slipped down not so secretly. His tail thumped lazily against the floor.
Rec Category: AU (specifically, I'm reccing AU:Ocean recs for the current Whatif_au prompt as well - so they'll all be AUs, and all featuring the ocean in some way)
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Teyla, Ronon, Kanaan, Torren
Categories: slash
Warnings: None
Author on DW:
auburn Author's Website: see the AO3
Link: The Green Sea series
Why This Must Be Read: This is an AU where the team, Kanaan and Torren are on the lam at the furthest edge of Pegasus, hiding away from Atlantis which is under hostile military management after Earth changes for the worse. They make new lives for themselves at the edge of the sea. It's a little bittersweet but ultimately hopeful and the worldbuilding is great, as they learn new skills and ways to survive. Boats and fishing feature prominently, and a refurbished lighthouse.
Kanaan handed him a deep blue mug of honey-sweetened tea when John came into the kitchen. John wrapped his fingers around the smooth ceramic, inhaling the curl of steam from it, waiting for the heat to soak into his cold-achy fingers. He propped a shoulder against the door jamb and watched while Kanaan fried pan bread and fish cakes between stirring the big iron pot of oatmeal.
The footsteps behind him were too familiar to acknowledge, well known as the heat of the body they belonged to warming him, as Rodney pressed close and reached around him to pluck the mug from John's hands.
"Hey, I'd just got that cool enough to drink," John protested, but not hard, as Rodney slurped half the tea down.
"Yes, it was just right, Goldilocks," Rodney agreed. He leaned against John's back and let him steal the mug back. "It's still not coffee."
"There is more tea," Kanaan told them. "There is no need to squabble over it."
"Keeps us on our toes," John murmured. Rodney pushed past him into the kitchen proper. John finished his tea, filled his mug again, and poured another for Rodney.
"Speaking of toes," Rodney said as he seated himself at the eating nook, "if we don't want to lose some to frostbite before winter's over, we need to bring in another tank of fuel." He took the full mug from John and shifted over the bench so that they could sit together.
Kanaan pulled the iron pot off the heat, checked his other pans, and joined them.
"We can bring a tank back with us after Winterfair." John grinned at Kanaan. "Providing Torren leaves us enough room on the boat."
"I checked the sensors," Rodney commented, "after I topped up the generators. We're all set to leave; the light and the horn will keep going until we get back. Weather tracking looked good. "
Kanaan sipped his own tea. "So it will be clear for Winterfair?"
"Clear and cold and black as a...black thing," Rodney confirmed. "Ronon'll get to knock boots with his girlfriend, never fear."
"Where are the others?" John asked Kanaan.
"We are here," Teyla said, leading in a dressed but still sleepy-eyed Torren. "Kanaan, the bread will burn."
Kanaan went back to the stove, pressing a kiss to Teyla's temple as he passed her, and used a towel to grab the pan with the bread and lift it off the flame. John and Rodney silently made room for her at the nook. Torren fit neatly between his mother and John's side. Ronon arrived in time to help carry the food to the table.
The dog came in after him and curled up under the table at their feet to wait for the tidbits Torren and Rodney and Ronon slipped down not so secretly. His tail thumped lazily against the floor.
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Date: 2018-02-24 07:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-25 04:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-25 05:27 am (UTC)Oh I think this would be fine. The angsty part is well behind them, when they had to get out of Atlantis. The series is about their new life and is quite domestic really. :)
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Date: 2018-02-25 05:54 am (UTC)