The Hard Prayer by Rheanna (M)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: John/Rodney
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Slash
Warnings: None, but in the current climate it's only fair to point out that this is an Apocafic.
Words: ~30k
Author's Journal:rheanna
Author's Website: Rheanna
Link: The Hard Prayer
Why This Must Be Read: I know an Apocafic is a strange rec in a post-Covid world, but this fic is absolutely a comfort fic of mine as well as being one of my all time favourites. Both John and Rodney have been alone for a long time: they each have their own ways of coping with the lonliness, and the way they learn to navigate their respective quirks having found each other is hopeful and warming.
John opens his mouth to say something, which is a great plan, because saying something is exactly what this situation requires, preferably something reassuring, contrite or, at the very least, coherent. Unfortunately, what actually comes out falls firmly into the 'none of the above' category: in a voice rusty with lack of use, John hears himself demand, "Where the fuck have you been?"
Plaid Shirt looks at the gun, then John, then back at the gun, and then very obviously decides that his best strategy is to try to answer the question, no matter how nonsensical it is. "Uh, Portland, Albany, Rochester and a number of other places and..." He trails off and swallows. Then he starts talking again, words tumbling out faster than John would have thought possible. "Hey, look, believe me when I say nothing would make me happier than to have an actual conversation with another human being, but I find that being threatened with a deadly weapon severely limits my capacity for sparkling repartee, so here's a suggestion: if you put the gun down, I'll tell you pretty much anything you want to know. How does that sound?"
Rec Category: John/Rodney
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Slash
Warnings: None, but in the current climate it's only fair to point out that this is an Apocafic.
Words: ~30k
Author's Journal:
rheannaAuthor's Website: Rheanna
Link: The Hard Prayer
Why This Must Be Read: I know an Apocafic is a strange rec in a post-Covid world, but this fic is absolutely a comfort fic of mine as well as being one of my all time favourites. Both John and Rodney have been alone for a long time: they each have their own ways of coping with the lonliness, and the way they learn to navigate their respective quirks having found each other is hopeful and warming.
John opens his mouth to say something, which is a great plan, because saying something is exactly what this situation requires, preferably something reassuring, contrite or, at the very least, coherent. Unfortunately, what actually comes out falls firmly into the 'none of the above' category: in a voice rusty with lack of use, John hears himself demand, "Where the fuck have you been?"
Plaid Shirt looks at the gun, then John, then back at the gun, and then very obviously decides that his best strategy is to try to answer the question, no matter how nonsensical it is. "Uh, Portland, Albany, Rochester and a number of other places and..." He trails off and swallows. Then he starts talking again, words tumbling out faster than John would have thought possible. "Hey, look, believe me when I say nothing would make me happier than to have an actual conversation with another human being, but I find that being threatened with a deadly weapon severely limits my capacity for sparkling repartee, so here's a suggestion: if you put the gun down, I'll tell you pretty much anything you want to know. How does that sound?"
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Date: 2021-01-12 06:30 pm (UTC)...aaand the podfic's been updated with the recent overhaul of the Audiofic Archive. It's here: https://audiofic.jinjurly.com/hard-prayer
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Date: 2021-01-13 01:01 am (UTC)