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aesc ([personal profile] aesc) wrote2008-03-15 04:17 pm

haute couture

John Sheppard has this tie. You must read the ad copy, because it's awesome.




from [livejournal.com profile] vintage_ads


He picked it up at a small curio/junk shop when he was stationed out in the middle of nowhere and going insane from boredom, because hey, it was cool and when he thought about it, it was pretty swank.

Unfortunately, most women didn't see it that way and anti-tieness was one of the major strikes against Nancy when they got engaged--Nancy even went so far as to tell him that under no circumstances would he wear it around her, with "under no circumstances will you wear it ever" strongly implied. But the drink dumped in his lap, the drink thrown in his face, or Nancy's inclusion of the tie in the prenup failed to shake his faith in the essential swankness of his tie.

So that brings us to now, when the tie becomes a crucial element in his seduction of Rodney McKay. You know that's what happens.

.eta: This possibly gives new meaning to "glowy sex" *muses*

In other news: New Hewlett icon! \o/

And, for those of you still around or just tuned in, model!John and reporter!Rodney improv with [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve.
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[personal profile] siria 2008-03-19 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
Because he has the feeling he could make headlines with this man, write a story he's never had a chance to tell before.

Rodney coaxes John off his lap, pulls them both to their feet with hands still pleasure-clumsy; tugs back on his shirt, wincing a little at fabric clinging to him in new and clammy ways, and carefully tucks John back into his pants, zips him up. "C'mon," he says carefully, not quite looking John in the eye, "in no set order, I need to go inside and shower, acquire new underwear, send Zelenka back to the office, write an article, and eat a sandwich approximately the size of my head."

John's eyebrows quirk upwards. "You sound like a man with a plan, McKay."

Rodney grins, smugness tilting the corners of his mouth just so, because he's always had the ability to calculate new positions on the fly, to factor in the new and the strange, a structure to his life that he can make and remake with the words he uses and how he uses them. "But of course," he says, and he takes John by the hand, and tugs him back up the gently sloping hill.