fannish things to ponder

Okay, so. I feel all warm and cuddly in fandom's general direction, so.

Two options:

1.) Ask me about my fic--something I wrote, character, plotline, even a really short commentary--and I'll give you an explanation, snippet, or something. Kind of like a dvd commentary, but shorter and faster. *g*

OR

2.) If I've recced your fic and you don't know why or want to know what I liked about it and I was unclear (this happens a lot), ask. And I'll tell you.

Um, I'll do as many as I can, but I don't know how many that will be. So um, if you're interested, post.

Comments

[trobadora]

YES OMG SO VERY YES

*dolphin noises*

And that must have been the best accident ever! I wish I had accidents like that.

[seperis.livejournal.com]

It was a weird accident. Honestly, it was almost kink fic. I got out my feral thing and the blood thing and the sexy hunting thing and the telepathy thing and the John Is So Fucking Hot Being Alpha thing. It was good for me.

*sighs happily*

Okay, if Ami's going to write it, then I won't post the missing bits, since they might contradict what she comes up with.

[trobadora]

DO NOT BE CRUEL *cries*

And WHO CARES IF THEY CONTRADICT EACH OTHER?

Hi, hello, this is fanfic! Different versions of the same thing is what we're here for! *puppy dog eyes*

[trobadora]

Also? You hit my kinks dead on. It was good for me too. :-)

[emyrys.livejournal.com]

We share many kinks. I'm not so much with the blood one -- in fact, there were moments in the Forest People that almost hit my squick point, BUT I could breeze by them cause you hit my John is OMG SO FRELLING hot as Alpha and the telepathy and the sexyness of all of them, and the whole pack thing -- so many of my kinks hit so well in one fic! and feral. ummm...oh my...so nicely feral.

I just reread this yesterday (for the umpteenth time), so it was really nice to see more of it. Thanks for posting the extra bits (I just read that post, then came back here to see what more you had in the comments).

[seperis.livejournal.com]

I love pack. I love that even in the show, they act like pack more than anything else, so it felt like a perfectly natural extension for them to become pack literally. And such a relief for them all in a way; John's standoffishness and distance breached in a way he could live with, Ronon and Teyla finally able to connect to John and Rodney completely in spite of their difference, Rodney always knowing what people expect from him, their feelings for him. I mean, it has to be pretty close to perfect, feral aside. Just that sense of one-ness, no unsurety between any of them. It's Sheppard/McKay, Ronon/Teyla, but it's pretty much also OT4 as well in some ways.

[emyrys.livejournal.com]

Yes! exactly! and I loved the pack, you did it very very well. They were able to sense each other's feelings & thoughts and there was no guilt, no walls between them. ( I appreciated the strong individual pairings, as well as the OT4 pack feeling. )

I was torn by the ending. The choosing to stay lost on the planet. When I first read The Forest People, I had to stop & think about it for awhile. Normally, I'd be all "hey! we never leave anyone behind, damnit, they have to be rescued from themselves!". BUT I couldn't bear the thought of them losing the connection between themselves, the ease and emotional feedback loops. As sad as I was at the thought of the team being lost to Atlantis (and Atlantis being lost to the team), I liked their feralness.

I read your new snippet with trepidation, I admit :-). Of course, given that it's you & it's more of this particular story I couldn't not read it.

I loved the snippets -- Rodney was wonderful *rowr* & John's (and Teyla's and Ronon's) emotions so bittersweet. I'd love to read more, and have it fleshed out - (oh, hell, let me be honest -- yes, I'd like to see mroe plot... but I want more physcialness! pack! sexiness! *iamsoshallow* ).

I hope that if they do stay in Atlantis, they are able to keep their pack together, with as much of the connection as possible and shared quarters.

[seperis.livejournal.com]

Okay, one little cut section. You might like this. Set after the story adn some other stuff.

*****

"No, you're *not* getting it," Rodney says, fighting the urge to do--something. There are reasons on reasons that he's not armed right now; he has no idea what he'd do. "If they--look, when they come through, it's not--they're not going to instantly just--revert." He shouldn't have to explain this. They should *know*.

"Rodney," Elizabeth says patiently, "we're not leaving you in the gate room alone."

"Because you have some suicidal Marines? Look, I don't care how well trained they are. We're--not the same." He can feel Lorne's eyes on him, curious and disbelieving. "I *know*, and no one will get a shot off because they'll be dead before they can get their fingers to the trigger, and by the way, if the idea was to *kill them*, then I don't see the point of this. I don't even see the point of being here."

"Rodney--"

Turning, Rodney catches Lorne's arm, pushing him into the table, jerking his gun arm up behind his back and pulling the gun before Elizabeth finishes the word. Pressing the muzzle against the back of Lorne's neck, Rodney looks up. "What have we learned?"

Elizabeth doesn't move, stretching her hands out carefully at her sides. No threat. "Rodney?"

"If I can do it, and I've been off that planet for days, then they'll be able to, and let me just say, they're better at this." Lorne shifts under him; Rodney jerks his wrist higher, pinning him under his weight, kicking Lorne's feet apart to throw his balance. "Stay. Down."

Elizabeth licks her lips, gaze cutting between them for a moment before she nods slowly. Rodney holds Lorne for a second, just to make the point, and feels Lorne's body go limp. "Better. Now can we get on with this?" Not pack. Every instinct Rodney has is howling. Not pack. Not family. Not *us*.

Not a fucking *threat*. Rodney jerks back, dropping the gun.

When Lorne straightens, the dark eyes flicker down, and that helps him relax. "They're going to come through hot. We can't afford--" He stops. "If it goes wrong, you'll have to kill us. And we only have one chance to do it right."

[trobadora]

OMG OMG OMG *squeals*

This is gorgeous. Really really gorgeous. Rodney half-way between here and there, and the rest of them just not getting it - oh God, this is beautiful. This entire story is so damn beautiful. More, please?

[mercurydraconix.livejournal.com]

oh my god. i was all .. distracted, with finals and graduating, and i only just got to this but.

Pressing the muzzle against the back of Lorne's neck, Rodney looks up. "What have we learned?"

*gasp* SO HOT RODNEY OMG.

You're going to write more of this, right? or somebody is?