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.picspam: The John & Rodney Handbook
Yay! Picspam!
.spoilers: there are a couple clips from 4.04 "Doppelganger," but they really aren't spoilery--I've cropped them to get rid of anything that might be considered as such :>
The John & Rodney Handbook
Hands. Yes.
Whenever Rodney goes into full lecture mode, whether he's telling a story or explaining reality to his idiotic audience, he gestures. His hands punctuate, dismiss, describe, emphasize, give form and space to his words, translate his equations into simplicity for Elizabeth, complete distraction for John.
In the beginning, he'd thought the gesturing was another manifestation of Rodney's unending neuroses and hyperactivity. But then he'd started paying attention, because he'd realized Rodney's hands could predict how close they'd come to dying, and now John Sheppard figures he's screwed.
Sometimes when he lies in bed, he remembers Rodney's hands and fingers as they paint numbers in the air, and other times he imagines him in full flight, caught up and thrilled to be brilliant when everyone else is looking.
(It's hot even in alternate universes. He can understand why Carter included the glasses in her report.)
Lately, though, it's gotten so bad he starts thinking about Rodney at work, examining strange pieces of technology or hunting through wires and crystals to patch things back together.
Being telepathic or being smart with his computer... at this point, it's kind of the same thing.
And then, to his horror, John realizes he's starting to gesture too. Of course, he's pretty good with his own hands, if he does say so himself.
He can hold a gun.
Hold other things, like model planes and chess pieces.
Lots of different kinds of guns. And explosives.
And Rodney, when he needs saving.
He's not really the gesturing type, John's always thought. Mostly he rubs his chin when he's thinking or watching Rodney work (or watching Rodney's ass), but really that's about it.
So he'd never been much with the gesturing before. Until now.
Seriously! Gesturing!
After they get back from Nola and Baden's wedding (which, wow, who saw that coming?) Rodney follows John back to his quarters and backs him up against the wall. His hands don't flicker and dart like they always do, but they settle warm and firm on John's shoulders.
"When we were telling Elizabeth about the game," Rodney says, "you totally stole my move."
"Your move?" John asks. Rodney's thumbs make loops in the indent above his collar bones.
"My move." Rodney's staring at his mouth. "With the hands."
"Oh," John says, "with the hands", before Rodney's fingers shape themselves to the contours of John's face, before Rodney kisses him.
.eta: with a few more in comments, which I couldn't work into the picspam proper for one reason or other. But there is one with Rodney's lovely smile that I adore to no end :>
.eta2: And oh yes, the idea for the picspam came from a Washington Post article reporting on the relationship between gestures and mathiness, and speculations on a five-year-old Rodney gesturing his way through calculus.
.eta3: snippet for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sloganeer, in which Rodney learns to appreciate John's hands a bit.
.eta4: And you MUST readsloganeer's completely awesome response.
.spoilers: there are a couple clips from 4.04 "Doppelganger," but they really aren't spoilery--I've cropped them to get rid of anything that might be considered as such :>
The John & Rodney Handbook
Hands. Yes.
Whenever Rodney goes into full lecture mode, whether he's telling a story or explaining reality to his idiotic audience, he gestures. His hands punctuate, dismiss, describe, emphasize, give form and space to his words, translate his equations into simplicity for Elizabeth, complete distraction for John.
In the beginning, he'd thought the gesturing was another manifestation of Rodney's unending neuroses and hyperactivity. But then he'd started paying attention, because he'd realized Rodney's hands could predict how close they'd come to dying, and now John Sheppard figures he's screwed.
Sometimes when he lies in bed, he remembers Rodney's hands and fingers as they paint numbers in the air, and other times he imagines him in full flight, caught up and thrilled to be brilliant when everyone else is looking.
(It's hot even in alternate universes. He can understand why Carter included the glasses in her report.)
Lately, though, it's gotten so bad he starts thinking about Rodney at work, examining strange pieces of technology or hunting through wires and crystals to patch things back together.
Being telepathic or being smart with his computer... at this point, it's kind of the same thing.
And then, to his horror, John realizes he's starting to gesture too. Of course, he's pretty good with his own hands, if he does say so himself.
He can hold a gun.
Hold other things, like model planes and chess pieces.
Lots of different kinds of guns. And explosives.
And Rodney, when he needs saving.
He's not really the gesturing type, John's always thought. Mostly he rubs his chin when he's thinking or watching Rodney work (or watching Rodney's ass), but really that's about it.
So he'd never been much with the gesturing before. Until now.
Seriously! Gesturing!
After they get back from Nola and Baden's wedding (which, wow, who saw that coming?) Rodney follows John back to his quarters and backs him up against the wall. His hands don't flicker and dart like they always do, but they settle warm and firm on John's shoulders.
"When we were telling Elizabeth about the game," Rodney says, "you totally stole my move."
"Your move?" John asks. Rodney's thumbs make loops in the indent above his collar bones.
"My move." Rodney's staring at his mouth. "With the hands."
"Oh," John says, "with the hands", before Rodney's fingers shape themselves to the contours of John's face, before Rodney kisses him.
.eta: with a few more in comments, which I couldn't work into the picspam proper for one reason or other. But there is one with Rodney's lovely smile that I adore to no end :>
.eta2: And oh yes, the idea for the picspam came from a Washington Post article reporting on the relationship between gestures and mathiness, and speculations on a five-year-old Rodney gesturing his way through calculus.
.eta3: snippet for
sloganeer, in which Rodney learns to appreciate John's hands a bit..eta4: And you MUST read
sloganeer's completely awesome response.
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teasing us wi-promising us! Joy, joy, joy! *flaps--yes, hands--excitedly, with much gleeful pointing at the screen*I always adore your picspams, and the ficlet makes it even better--which, frankly, I wouldn't have thought was possible. YAY, you!
(I should point out that today's well-earned squee has been brought to you by an icon called "Rodney pointy hands". To be distinguished, of course, from its colleague "Rodney expository hands". Vitally important to keep track of one's Rodney hand!moods, you see. Would that I had more to keep track of, in fact...)
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And the hand.
The "I'm about to launch into a detailed analysis of your idiocy" hand.
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Vitally important to keep track of one's Rodney hand!moods, you see
There are Hands of Designation (pointing, snapping, otherwise indexing), Hands of Enthusiastic Explanation, Hands of Saving the Day, Hands of Finding Things Out, Hands of Touching John All Over...
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No,no,no. I want to *avoid* the Comprehensive Catalogue in Three Volumes, with Fold-out Taxonomic Diagrams and Illustrated Appendices. I must sleep, you see, not sit here making lists, lists with tiny branching trees and capital letters, and sub-entries, and cross-references, and... Damn.
Well, now that I'm thinking about it, I also find myself thinking about that stock folder you mentioned, the one filled with hands and gestures and things. Any chance it might be, you know, aired out? Dusted off and shaken out, with the odd icon or two falling out? Actually, come to think of it, just expanding that list you've got going up there would probably make my week. A ficlet with the list would make my *month*. (And let me tell you about my month: it contains calculus. Anything that can make that month could make anything.) I merely suggest, of course--far be it from me to so much as nudge. That said, if nudging, with or without bribes, would help...
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If I can get the icon muse to cooperate again, very much absolutely! Though he's been very elusive lately.
A ficlet with the list would make my *month*.
It has gone into the Moleskine of Things to Write :>