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27 September 2005 @ 10:04 am
skirt, curt, screw, shard, shears, carnage...etc.  
Word of the day: incarnadine. Flesh-colored; blood-red. "Via French and Italian from Latin caro, (flesh). Ultimately from Indo-European root sker- (to cut) that's also the source of words such as skirt, curt, screw, shard, shears, carnage, carnivorous, carnation, sharp, and scrape."

tragic dreams of sunglasses, classwork, and eggs
Last night I dreamed that my car floated away, taking my sunglasses with it. I was more concerned about the sunglasses, so I chased the car through a canal until I was under a viaduct where dark caves faced me. The possibilities therein made me nervous--the car was lurking in one of them, possibly along with other unnameable things--and I fled without rescuing my glasses.

I also dreamed that I was a member of a huge class led by a guest speaker, a scientist who'd assigned us each to do the same complex task, which involved using a magic light to explicate the meaning within an organic pattern--ones of our individual choosing, such as from books, pictures, and so on. Everyone else had a source and was already far along in their work while I flailed, trying to find something to work from. I finally found a map in a gift shop, which was rather brilliant of me, I think--you know, naturally winding rivers and topographically contoured hills and whatnot. Go, me. But then my car floated away.

There was also a horrifying interlude where I took a job in a restaurant where I used to work during college, thinking: no problem, it'll be a snap to get back into the swing of it. Then I discovered that they'd covered the potholed and skeletally raftered floors with a flimsy layer of linoleum, and there was shin-high water that we were expected to wade through. And of course I couldn't get the eggs to flip unbroken, and the customers were sitting there staring at me and waiting for their meals and talking about my incompetence.

and then, fantasy
In a fit of het, I found myself thinking about Rodney and Teyla last night. Can someone rec good R/T fic, that is *not* part of an OT3/threesome? Because it'd be sweet. No. Seriously. Oh, fine, mock me.
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Trepkos: Nerd by Bliss_vtrepkos on September 27th, 2005 05:18 pm (UTC)
the car was lurking in one of them

Killer Cars!

Not been mainlining Python again, have you?
Anna S.: dilbert-workeliade on September 27th, 2005 05:44 pm (UTC)
Heh--I thought of that too! *g* Only as I was writing out the dream, though.
tafkarfanfictafkarfanfic on September 28th, 2005 03:29 am (UTC)
I don't know if The Silent Art of Watching fits your request for T/R solo. And I feel weird about pimping my own fic. But no one else has responded, so...
Anna S.: rodney-mckayeliade on September 28th, 2005 11:23 pm (UTC)
This is amazing. I had seen it before, but at the time didn't feel plugged into the Rodney and Teyla action, but only because I'm so slash-oriented in the usual way of things, not because of the writing itself. Reading it now: wow, ouch. I actually find my reaction the exact inverse of what it usually is--the slashy aspect of the story is more painful to me than the main event that's taking place. The R/T relationship is incredibly sweet--and yes, it's *exactly* what I was looking for when I asked for recs! :-D (Go, you, for posting your comment.) But as I was saying, the way John inserts himself so disturbingly into their moment--that's a heavy dose of angst. It makes me feel so much for Rodney. And makes me kind of want to smack John. (But not you. I don't want to smack you, of course. *g*)

It's very uncharacteristic of me, but last night I kept having this "Rodney + Teyla 4-evah <3 <3 Mrs. Teyla McKay has a baby!" story running through my head. Very unnerving. I always thought that I'd happily managed to hurdle the whole midthirtyish biological clock thing, but maybe it's hitting me at last. o.O
Anna S.: john-sultryeliade on September 28th, 2005 11:25 pm (UTC)
Also, the writing is just beautiful--so clean and so incredibly hot. I know it can be a tacky kind of qualifier to say things like, "I don't usually get into [slash/het/tentacle-sex stories], but I liked this" but really--I don't usually get into het, but...yes. *g* This was smoking hot.
d: rodney/teyladvslj on September 30th, 2005 11:49 am (UTC)
Have you ever read Brighid's Somewhere I Have Never Travelled? That and Taf's 'Silent Art of Watching' come to mind first. Not enough Teyla/McKay out there.
namastenancynamastenancy on October 2nd, 2005 05:41 am (UTC)
Gifts Unasked by Tigerlady at Wraithbait:

http://www.wraithbait.com/viewstory.php?sid=2536

really really hot John/Teyla/Rodney.

namastenancynamastenancy on October 2nd, 2005 05:49 am (UTC)
Sorry - I missed the part where you didn't want a threesome

Wraithbait has several McKay/Teyla stories but they are more friendship than sex.