Gravel Road (by candle_beck) (E)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: McShep
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Radek Zelenka
Categories: M/M
Words: 19,663
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW: n/a
Author's Website: candle_beck on AO3
Link: Gravel Road on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: I'm sure this fic is well known, but candle_beck's two SGA stories are so great, and this one hasn't previously been reccd here. This is the longer one, which is the epitome of 'idiots to lovers' and a marvelous Rodney POV. So much obliviousness, so much repression and displacement before they get their heads out of their asses in an extremely satisfying way. And throughout, Teyla and Ronon look on and deal with with the fall-out, Teyla of course much more long-suffering than Ronon who mostly wants to bang their heads together. Candle_beck's writing is inventive and funny, and while this is very much from an unreliable narrator's POV at first, Rodney gradually figures out what's going on - partly by drawing up hilarious lists - and they get there in the end. A cracking good read!
"What, what did they do to you?" McKay asks, though he doesn't really want to hear it.
Sheppard's eyelashes flutter. "Differn't things," he slurs.
"Is it anything, anything serious? Internal bleeding, I don't know. Are you okay?"
"Sure," Sheppard says, and the stupid bastard actually smiles again, red-toothed.
"Idiot," McKay says, weirdly breathless. The urge to palm across Sheppard's face and throat is near overwhelming. "Once they take your gun, you stop mouthing off, how difficult a concept is that to grasp? What did you expect? Did they strike you as the type to be impressed by that flippant jackassery you do so well? Because--and let me note that I find it astonishing the past several years of your life haven't yet drilled this into your thick skull--that type does not exist, not anywhere, and you can trust me on this because I've been to two galaxies."
"Hey, me too," Sheppard says, clearly learning nothing.
Rec Category: McShep
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Radek Zelenka
Categories: M/M
Words: 19,663
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW: n/a
Author's Website: candle_beck on AO3
Link: Gravel Road on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: I'm sure this fic is well known, but candle_beck's two SGA stories are so great, and this one hasn't previously been reccd here. This is the longer one, which is the epitome of 'idiots to lovers' and a marvelous Rodney POV. So much obliviousness, so much repression and displacement before they get their heads out of their asses in an extremely satisfying way. And throughout, Teyla and Ronon look on and deal with with the fall-out, Teyla of course much more long-suffering than Ronon who mostly wants to bang their heads together. Candle_beck's writing is inventive and funny, and while this is very much from an unreliable narrator's POV at first, Rodney gradually figures out what's going on - partly by drawing up hilarious lists - and they get there in the end. A cracking good read!
"What, what did they do to you?" McKay asks, though he doesn't really want to hear it.
Sheppard's eyelashes flutter. "Differn't things," he slurs.
"Is it anything, anything serious? Internal bleeding, I don't know. Are you okay?"
"Sure," Sheppard says, and the stupid bastard actually smiles again, red-toothed.
"Idiot," McKay says, weirdly breathless. The urge to palm across Sheppard's face and throat is near overwhelming. "Once they take your gun, you stop mouthing off, how difficult a concept is that to grasp? What did you expect? Did they strike you as the type to be impressed by that flippant jackassery you do so well? Because--and let me note that I find it astonishing the past several years of your life haven't yet drilled this into your thick skull--that type does not exist, not anywhere, and you can trust me on this because I've been to two galaxies."
"Hey, me too," Sheppard says, clearly learning nothing.
