Go ask Sheppard by Mas_Pebbles_Sharp (T)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Rodney McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Rodney/John
Categories: slash, whump, mutual pining
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Words: 15,455
Author's Journal: n/a
Author's Website: Mas_Pebbles_Sharp on AO3
Link: Go ask Sheppard
Author’s summary: John gets shrunk to doll-size, hijinks ensue.
Why This Must Be Read: I truly love this gorgeous and thoughtful fic by Mas_pebbles_sharp. It has everything you could want from a story—a wonderful, exciting plot with a heartwarming, caring Rodney after John is shrunk to doll size by an Ancient device, and all its dire but also sweet consequences. This story will touch you to the core, revealing long-lasting, neatly stored-away feelings as well as unstoppable ones pushing to the surface. It’s written so beautifully, showing so much vulnerability and deep understanding, and it rewards you with an emotional, truly soulful happy ending.
Rodney hadn’t thought much of his crush at first – who wouldn’t be attracted to Colonel Tall, Dark and Slinky? He was… well, he was beautiful. And goofy and dorky enough to seem like he was on Rodney’s level. And so damn flirty. Rodney had spent the first six months of the expedition thinking John was hitting on him and they just needed the right moment for something to happen. But after a few right moments went sailing past and further careful observation had happened, Rodney realised John flirted with everyone – it was how he kept people onside. Rodney had never thought the flirting meant anything too deep, but now he realised it signified nothing at all and he moved on.
Years had passed before Rodney had cottoned on to another kind of look coming from John. A look that really did seem like it meant something. But looks never translated into words, despite many opportunities, and Rodney revised his theory again. John was in the closet and wasn’t about to come out of it.
But then he persuaded Rodney to come back to Pegasus. DADT was history, and he kept saying meaningfully that things would be different now. Rodney had deluded himself that the thing that would be different was those looks finally turning into words, maybe even actions. But then… nothing! Zilch.
Which was a problem because somewhere along the line, Rodney’s easily dismissed crush had solidified into something else entirely. Something very inconvenient and impossible to shift that made offers of chocolate and sitting too close and even angrily pushing Rodney against the wall get his heart beating wildly and his hopes up.
Which made him very, very stupid, because nothing had changed, and it was surely clear by now that nothing ever would.
“Hey, I wonder what this is,” John said, picking up a device that looked a like a little like a hairdryer.
He was about to quip about them both being lost causes in the hair styling department when John vanished, leaving nothing but a pile of clothes where he’d stood.
Rodney had thought he’d lost John so many times and yet the cold hit of seeing his friend evaporate before his eyes was like nothing he’d experienced before.
He couldn’t breathe, just stared, frozen at John’s abandoned clothes, an empty chasm where his own heart had been moments before.
He couldn’t be just gone… but he was.
And then the clothes stirred, and a high-pitched little voice came from the middle of them:
“What the fuck just happened? I didn’t even turn the thing on, I swear!”
A little, tousled head emerged from the neck of John’s T-shirt, followed by a very confused, very naked, ten-inch-high John Sheppard.
Rec Category: Rodney McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Rodney/John
Categories: slash, whump, mutual pining
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Words: 15,455
Author's Journal: n/a
Author's Website: Mas_Pebbles_Sharp on AO3
Link: Go ask Sheppard
Author’s summary: John gets shrunk to doll-size, hijinks ensue.
Why This Must Be Read: I truly love this gorgeous and thoughtful fic by Mas_pebbles_sharp. It has everything you could want from a story—a wonderful, exciting plot with a heartwarming, caring Rodney after John is shrunk to doll size by an Ancient device, and all its dire but also sweet consequences. This story will touch you to the core, revealing long-lasting, neatly stored-away feelings as well as unstoppable ones pushing to the surface. It’s written so beautifully, showing so much vulnerability and deep understanding, and it rewards you with an emotional, truly soulful happy ending.
Rodney hadn’t thought much of his crush at first – who wouldn’t be attracted to Colonel Tall, Dark and Slinky? He was… well, he was beautiful. And goofy and dorky enough to seem like he was on Rodney’s level. And so damn flirty. Rodney had spent the first six months of the expedition thinking John was hitting on him and they just needed the right moment for something to happen. But after a few right moments went sailing past and further careful observation had happened, Rodney realised John flirted with everyone – it was how he kept people onside. Rodney had never thought the flirting meant anything too deep, but now he realised it signified nothing at all and he moved on.
Years had passed before Rodney had cottoned on to another kind of look coming from John. A look that really did seem like it meant something. But looks never translated into words, despite many opportunities, and Rodney revised his theory again. John was in the closet and wasn’t about to come out of it.
But then he persuaded Rodney to come back to Pegasus. DADT was history, and he kept saying meaningfully that things would be different now. Rodney had deluded himself that the thing that would be different was those looks finally turning into words, maybe even actions. But then… nothing! Zilch.
Which was a problem because somewhere along the line, Rodney’s easily dismissed crush had solidified into something else entirely. Something very inconvenient and impossible to shift that made offers of chocolate and sitting too close and even angrily pushing Rodney against the wall get his heart beating wildly and his hopes up.
Which made him very, very stupid, because nothing had changed, and it was surely clear by now that nothing ever would.
“Hey, I wonder what this is,” John said, picking up a device that looked a like a little like a hairdryer.
He was about to quip about them both being lost causes in the hair styling department when John vanished, leaving nothing but a pile of clothes where he’d stood.
Rodney had thought he’d lost John so many times and yet the cold hit of seeing his friend evaporate before his eyes was like nothing he’d experienced before.
He couldn’t breathe, just stared, frozen at John’s abandoned clothes, an empty chasm where his own heart had been moments before.
He couldn’t be just gone… but he was.
And then the clothes stirred, and a high-pitched little voice came from the middle of them:
“What the fuck just happened? I didn’t even turn the thing on, I swear!”
A little, tousled head emerged from the neck of John’s T-shirt, followed by a very confused, very naked, ten-inch-high John Sheppard.
