07 May 2008 @ 01:26 pm
The great big SGA rec festival!  
There is a disturbance in the force, my friends - lacking Friday-night joy-fests, pictures of the Team on Joe Mallozzi's blog, twenty Twitters a day from Hewletts, and con photos a go-go; with significant numbers of people heads down, fingers flying over their [ profile] sgabigbang stories; and with certain segments of Fandom At Large proving stupid in all kinds of crazy sexist, racist ways . . . we are lacking in joy, floundering a little in generosity, and feeling the drag of the dog-days of the season break.

And so!


Give into the joy! Rec your favorite stories and favorite art; rec your favorite authors and vidders and betas and friends; share a website you think people may not know about; share a photo that makes you happy. There are only three rules:

1) Be positive. This is about remembering what we love, not dwelling in the land of things we don't.

2) No ship wars. That ought to be clear from rule #1, but everyone is welcome here - every ship, every character.

3) Do not rec a single thing of mine. People know where to find me. This is not about that.


eta: If you're rec'ing something, say a little something about it! Why do you love it so, reread, re-look etc? And if there are warnings that should go with the fic, please give them (like character death, squicks etc etc)
29 February 2008 @ 11:39 am
February 29th! \o/  
Deeply buried in the folklore and mythology of the British Isles and Ireland is the supposition that on February 29th, women can propose to men. This little nugget obviously pre-dates the idea that duh, of course a woman can propose to a man, and who the hell needs a special day to make it happen? Nevertheless, the idea is variously attributed to St Bridget, who brought the matter up with St Patrick; to a 13th century act of the Scottish parliament; and to English common law. Whether it has any basis in legal shenannigans or not, it's become custom, and the "disorder" of an extra day in the calendar means that other "disorderly" acts can take place - like women proposing to men.

But since women proposing to men is really not that disorderly an idea at all, and since falling in love is about as base a human experience as is imaginable, rather than something weird and unusual and outside the boundaries of decent behavior, I say we dump the woman/man/proposal thing, and rename "Ladies' Privilege Day" as "Stick it to the Man" day. Let's celebrate all the ways the Man is doooooomed when it comes to matters of love that he can't control - not to mention has no business controlling, thank you very much, Lord Muckity Muck, Patriarchal Bastard Esq., CEO of Meddling In Other People's Affairs, Inc.

So, in sum, let's have the:

John Sheppard/Rodney McKay: Would you please get married already? Let's just quit this shilly-shallying and make it official, yeah? THANKS - Festival

proposals of all kinds, marriage ceremonies of every hue - all are welcome in comments. STICK IT TO THE MAN! (Married or not, I assure you John will keep ragin' against him.)
06 February 2008 @ 10:43 am
Love, love, love (dum de dum dum . . .) love, love, love  
Fandom seems to be a little grumpus at the moment - lots of frustrations, lots of casting meltdowns, lots of Real Life unhappiness, lots of feeling marginalized and the like. And so, amid the (legitimate!) venting, let's take a moment to feel a little love:

♥ The 'I love [this thing] about SGA!' post ♥

Pick a canon moment that just made you gloriously happy; post a picture; rec an episode tag; transcribe a favorite piece of dialog; start a comment with 'remember when . . .'; link to behind the scenes video or photos; recall a quip from a con . . . anything goes - any character, any pairing, any episode that's aired so far.

The few rules:

* no bashing other ships and other characters
* this is a squee post. Squee-harshing comments will be deleted.

01 January 2008 @ 11:55 am
I woke up this morning with a particular fondness for Rodney. I do love him so, with all his prickles and stings and his constant inability to care about social cues. And I thought to myself, you know what would make this New Year's Day fantastic? Being able to read lots and lots of stories about how Rodney is lovely. And then I thought - HEY. Why don't I run a wee RODNEY IS LOVELY festival? Thus:


Ficlets, doodles, picspam - all are welcome! The only theme is that no matter how crabby, crazy, or complainy Rodney gets, everyone knows he's lovely anyway :D Yaaaaaay! \o/
12 November 2007 @ 10:56 am
See, here's how it is - [ profile] siriaeve's kettle broke and it's very cold in Scotland; someone threw a brick through [ profile] aesc's front window in the wee small hours of Saturday morning; [ profile] dogeared's landlady decided it'd be smart to turn off the radiators in their building; [ profile] mmmchelle is totally overworked (so are [ profile] tropes and [ profile] girlnamedpixley and [ profile] yin_again); [ profile] beadattitude is hurting; [ profile] summertea's trying to make it to the end of the semester in one piece; UPS lost [ profile] amberlynne's SGA DVDs; everywhere there are exams and papers and deadlines and bills and weather and I was up at 5.30am and just *hands* ALL IN ALL WE NEED A CHALLENGE. So I bring to you -


Off-world, in the city, earthside, with each other, missing each other, first time, many times, naps, comas, insomnia, uppers, crashing, big beds, little beds, no beds, tents, trees, boats, dreams, nightmares, BIG HEAPS OF SLEEPING BOYS.

Because criminy, we need some cute in these parts ♥ :D
12 September 2007 @ 12:00 pm
[ profile] beadattitude asked if we could have another boy-part festival - her day is a little poopy, and my flist is full of stressed people and jetlagged people and people who are under deadlines at work, and since I am sick (again! they think maybe mono this time! wtf?) it seems mostly like this was preordained by the gods. The gods of David Hewlett's ass hands. And so -

~*~ Festival of Hands! ~*~

Because Hands are Awesome: hands can touch and tease and fix things and cause things to be shot at and comfort and soothe and arouse and assist. Hands can be instruments of healing and of breaking; they can be in repose or flailing wildly; they can be clean and damp from the shower or muddy with dirt under the fingernails. Hands are good. So - should the spirit move you - ficlets, art, picspam, doodles, anything you like that has to do with the boys' hands!


20 August 2007 @ 02:59 pm
bellies. mmmmm, bellies.  
I am back from my weekend away in the City Where It Never Stopped Raining (so much flist to catch up on) and am feeling very topsey-turvey - it's hard to explain exactly, because I'm very zen with my life at large (and have several Vosges chocolates in my bag) but there are also some Very Big and Bad Things happening to a lot of people close to me that have me fit to gnaw my fingers to the quick. And so I thought to myself: self? What would make you feel better? And I immediately thought - bellies. And if I could do with a belly pick-me-up, I bet lots of other people could do with one too.

So, people, I inaugurate the first periodically-to-be-renewed Festival of Bellies. John and Rodney have such *good* bellies - I think there should be fics and picspams and doodles and such, and we should all think about how happy it is when Rodney naps on John's belly or John pets Rodney's to get him to fall asleep. Or perhaps you'd prefer to think about the way their bellies slide against one another, slick with soap suds, when they're in the shower? Or the way John's shirt rides up every time he reaches for things from high shelves and Rodney gets all woolly in the head. The possibilities are endless!

bellies, bellies, bellies! read all about it!
04 July 2007 @ 05:02 pm
*clears throat*

When in the Course of fandom events, it becomes necessary to contemplate John and Rodney and the situations which have connected them with one another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Making Out and of Nature's Goodness entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of Fandomkind requires that they [the famdom] should declare the causes which impel them to sigh happily.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that John and Rodney are created awesomely, that they are endowed by their Creator with a certain deliciousness, that among their talents are Orgasm, Bellies and the pursuit of Inner Thighs.--That to secure fics which contemplate these things, fandoms are instituted among the public, deriving their just powers from the consent of the fen, --That whenever any Wednesday becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new memes, laying their foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect fandom's General Joy and Happiness.

Or, to put it in less eighteenth-century terms -


That's right, in celebration of [ profile] the_oscar_cat's fantastic feat of podcasting - [thirty-eight kisses] - it's high time we wrote kisses thirty-nine to uh, you know. Infinity.

So write kisses, my friends. John, Rodney, and the meeting of lips - good, bad, comic, sexy . . . all kisses welcome! Come write and read!