Salt Of The Earth by Dasha (R)
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stargateficrecRec Category: John/Rodney
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Category: Hurt/Comfort, and I usually loathe Hurt/Comfort
Warning: The author clearly knows what it's like to recover from a severe injury: bodily frustrations in vast detail. For some this may be far too realistic, even though it's a real strength in the story.
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dashamte
Author's Website: None that I can find, but Dasha's fics are on Area 52
Link: Salt Of The Earth part 1, Salt Of The Earth part 2, Salt Of The Earth part 3.
Why This Must Be Read: Are we spoiled in the SGA fandom? Do we eat candy for breakfast, spend the day in bubble baths, and read every variety of madness and fun? Well, let me see… we get Rodney as a dolphin, penguin-fic, kitten-sneezes, unicorns… why yes, yes we do. And we love it, n'est pas?
But once you've had your fill of sweetness, step over to this fic that doesn't give us what we want. Instead we have a very canon John and a powerful story about recovery and acceptance.
John's irritable, impatient, loves Rodney (dare I say passionately?) and gives him shit all at the same time.
I think in a waydashamte is speaking both to Rodney and to fandom; this story is meta about the SGA fandom now, because we have just as much hope and we're with Rodney every inch of the way. It wouldn't work without our intense Rodney-love. Dasha's right, too. There's more in the fandom than candy and bubblebaths, just as there's more for Rodney than he knows.
Softly, almost ashamed, "I want more. I want...with you....Rodney, we can do anything." Urgent now, a soft breath against Rodney's cheek. "I don't mean that in the idiot, 'we can't lose' way, I mean....Rodney, we have no idea what we'll be doing tomorrow. It could be anything. We came here looking for technology to beat the Goa'uld. Maybe a few more ZPMs. And there were pretty good chances that we'd just, you know, die. Here. For nothing. But, Rodney, there is just an outside chance that we can save this whole galaxy from the Wraith. And you--you might be able to make ZPMs by this time next year. Every place we go is different. Everybody we meet is an opportunity I can't even begin to guess at. And doing it with you....You ask more of me than anybody I've ever met. And you never make it easy. I don't want things...easy. This isn't making any sense...."
Weirdly, Rodney could feel Sheppard shaking. He didn't know why. He wasn't sure he even understood what he was saying.
"I want more. No, it's not the same, and I'm...so sorry it hurts you that it's not the same. That I can't want you the way you want me. But I don't want that. I want this. I wouldn't trade what I have with you for something small and empty and easy."
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Category: Hurt/Comfort, and I usually loathe Hurt/Comfort
Warning: The author clearly knows what it's like to recover from a severe injury: bodily frustrations in vast detail. For some this may be far too realistic, even though it's a real strength in the story.
Author on LJ:
dashamteAuthor's Website: None that I can find, but Dasha's fics are on Area 52
Link: Salt Of The Earth part 1, Salt Of The Earth part 2, Salt Of The Earth part 3.
Why This Must Be Read: Are we spoiled in the SGA fandom? Do we eat candy for breakfast, spend the day in bubble baths, and read every variety of madness and fun? Well, let me see… we get Rodney as a dolphin, penguin-fic, kitten-sneezes, unicorns… why yes, yes we do. And we love it, n'est pas?
But once you've had your fill of sweetness, step over to this fic that doesn't give us what we want. Instead we have a very canon John and a powerful story about recovery and acceptance.
John's irritable, impatient, loves Rodney (dare I say passionately?) and gives him shit all at the same time.
I think in a way
dashamte is speaking both to Rodney and to fandom; this story is meta about the SGA fandom now, because we have just as much hope and we're with Rodney every inch of the way. It wouldn't work without our intense Rodney-love. Dasha's right, too. There's more in the fandom than candy and bubblebaths, just as there's more for Rodney than he knows.Softly, almost ashamed, "I want more. I want...with you....Rodney, we can do anything." Urgent now, a soft breath against Rodney's cheek. "I don't mean that in the idiot, 'we can't lose' way, I mean....Rodney, we have no idea what we'll be doing tomorrow. It could be anything. We came here looking for technology to beat the Goa'uld. Maybe a few more ZPMs. And there were pretty good chances that we'd just, you know, die. Here. For nothing. But, Rodney, there is just an outside chance that we can save this whole galaxy from the Wraith. And you--you might be able to make ZPMs by this time next year. Every place we go is different. Everybody we meet is an opportunity I can't even begin to guess at. And doing it with you....You ask more of me than anybody I've ever met. And you never make it easy. I don't want things...easy. This isn't making any sense...."
Weirdly, Rodney could feel Sheppard shaking. He didn't know why. He wasn't sure he even understood what he was saying.
"I want more. No, it's not the same, and I'm...so sorry it hurts you that it's not the same. That I can't want you the way you want me. But I don't want that. I want this. I wouldn't trade what I have with you for something small and empty and easy."
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