.ficsnippet 1: where aesc tries genderfuck!

I really have no idea where this came from, but it approached me somewhere between my car and the library, and after I finished the Project Du Jour (woo hoo woo hoo woo hoo! Eight pages of narrative bibliography! I rule!) I found I had time to listen to it and so took it out to coffee and wrote it down.

Note: Um, it's not complete? And I have no idea if it'll be anything beyond a really weird idea, though it did make a wet, snowy walk more entertaining. It is also another fandom first for me, I think... for it is genderfuck. Of a sort. :>

( McKay stalked through the corridors, propelled by increasing anti-Sheppard sentiment and fury at the conspiracy of morons bent on persecuting exhausted geniuses )

Yes. Maybe. I dunno.

.ficlink & new community!

Eight is enough times for Rodney to have figured out a lot about what John likes, and every touch feels like Rodney's saying, I know you. I know you, John Sheppard. John tries not to let that scare him.

dogeared's Eighth Time, Nantucket AU; comes after The After-Effects of Sandwiches. GO AND READ IT BECAUSE IT IS AMAZING.

And also? This is the jacket John is wearing :>



In other Nantucket news, we now have a new home for all our stories, wagoneer!



Pull up a beach chair and stay with us a while :)

.eta: and while I'm thinking of it, show your love for orange-fleece!Rodney and add orange fleece to your interests list :D :D