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aro-pancake-writes · 5 months
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WIP Wednesday! Let's do it!
This one's living up here, rent free in a triplex, along with Chant from Hadestown.
Ng+ spoilers.
It's just a sketch for a first chapter, but let's go!
Btw, it's about a Starborn that did everything to go back.
Lover everything I do, I do it for the love of you.
I've been travelling for… so long I lost count. Searching, looking, everywhere.
My hands are bloody. My emotions are all but gone. I don't even bother anymore. Not with trying to meet the new versions, with seeing them die.
I tried, I think. Once, long ago, when all of this started. I wanted to move on, to continue with my life, fix the mistakes I couldn't fix before.
But this is the last jump I'll ever take. I'll resign. Find an empty planet and live there the rest of my days. Or end it all before that. I just know that I can't stay in this universe a moment longer.
I close my eyes, remembering him. The reason I jumped in the first place. He told me to. He said, promised, that we'd find eachother again. That he'd love me in every universe.
I laugh at that last one. There's still a scar on my stomach from one of the meetings we had. One that Sam never had Cora. That he still loved Lillian.
I'm broken now. My only guiding light is, was, to find him randomly across the universes. The Unity said he would eventually jump in, he'd come looking for me.
It's been millennia, and I'm no longer sure.
So, one more jump. One last try.
The lights are blinding, and the sights were once mesmerising. They lost their beauty for me so long ago.
I make my way back to New Atlantis. One last time.
There's something hauntingly familiar as I walk through the spaceport to the Lodge. Something that tells me I've been here before. I've been to this version.
I step into the Lodge, waiting to meet Sarah, have her asking me about the artifacts. I prepare myself for Walter snark comments and Matteo's awe.
But that's not what I see.
The first thing I see is a familiar cowboy hat. Sam.
I hold back from jumping at him, no matter how much I want to and it breaks what's left of my heart that I can't. It didn't end up well before.
I watch, patiently, as he turns to face me, removing his hat.
Sam looks older. There are strands of silver on his hair and beard, and wrinkles forming around his eyes. But it's still him.
He's smiling. Arms open and inviting.
I cross my arms, fighting even more the urge to go to him. It's not my Sam. Not the one of my original universe. That I fell in love with. It's another version. Right?
I can't be back. After all this time, to be sent back feels like the Unity is rubbing it off on my face.
“Haven't seen you in a while, love.” Sam says, stepping closer to me. “You're still as beautiful as the day I lost you.”
He touches my face, and I allow him. It's been so long since I felt any kind of warmth, that this feels like it's scorching my skin and I want more.
“Please, don't tease me like this.” I say, remembering the universes I've told him.
“I'm not.” He says, placing a hand on his holster, taking out the pistol there. “This is for you. Saved my ass more than I could count. Time to give it back.”
It's my pistol. I couldn't bring myself to use one like it since the first time I went through. Couldn't keep them.
“It's yours now.” I push his hand back, so he can put it away. “I can't take it away from you.”
His smile dies. It's almost like he sees that I'm not the person who walked through Unity.
“Why would I need it? It was a reminder of you.” He asks, stepping back. “I finally got you back. And I'm not letting you go again.”
Again.
If there was ever any doubt that I'm back, it fades away. I'm home.
I can't resist anymore. Falling into his arms, I allow myself to feel again. I cry, holding on to him.
“How long?” I gather the courage to ask, unsure if I want too know.
“A little over ten years.” There's sorrow as he answers me, running a hand on my back.
I missed so much. Cora is all grown up now. Probably off to college.
And I can rest. Hoping that is not just another bad joke from the Unity. They did it so much by now, with universes where he was already dead, or happy in a different life. Those were the worst for me.
Not really thinking, I kiss him. It's a heavy kiss, where we both show how we missed eachother.
I can't believe we're finally back together. After all this time.
“So,” I lean back, looking into his lovely blue eyes, “what did I miss?”
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stargatelov3r · 2 years
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Hello, different anon here. I love reading your ship thoughts! If you feel like it, maybe you could expand on your feelings about Sparky?
And what are your thoughts on John/Rodney? Maybe you've talked about them before, but I can't remember, sorry!
<3
hi different anon! thank you so much for this ask!
this might be a bit longer again but hey, that's why we're on tumblr right?
I'm gonna try to explain where I'm coming from, so let's start at the beginning. When I first watched SGA it was right after I finished SG-1. I think I was something between 12-14 y/o. On SG-1 I was (and still am) a huge Sam/Jack shipper.
I think when I started to fall in love with Stargate and tv shows in general I didn't really think much about it in terms of subtext, I mainly took what was on screen, and in SG-1 that was definitely Sam/Jack, so I took it and I ran with it.
Atlantis came along, with a strong female leader who I fell in love with instantly, and this kinda rogue, always messy haired military guy who the strong leader had to keep in check. Can you tell I have a thing for power dynamics?
I thought, still think, they had great chemistry, I think that much can't be denied. They do have chemistry, on whatever level you see it. I saw Elizabeth worrying about John and his team whenever they were in danger, I saw him SCREAMING at Kolya when he thought he had killed Elizabeth, I saw Elizabeth hugging John The Siege IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GATEROOM, I saw her having the hardest time in Conversion, I saw her protecting him from the rest of the military, I saw him breaking when she told him to leave her behind so he could save himself and his team. I saw him being the person to get her out of the nightmare in The Real World. He was the one who was able to convince her to come home, to fight.
wow, this brings up a lot of old feeling again that I didn't think I had anymore. I really am a multy shipper aren't I?
They have so many moments in which they show how deeply they care about each other, how deeply they respect each other, even if John sometimes MAJORLY fucks up and undermines her. She knows his potential, she knows him probably better than any other former superior of his. She knows his struggle with authority and she approaches him differently, and I think it's working.
Here I was, thinking I had moved on from this ship, thinking that I just shipped them because I just want Elizabeth to be happy, and that I ship her with so many people as long as they make her happy and feel safe and show her that it's okay to have feelings and let people in. But after writing all this out I noticed that I wasn't just coming out of no where.
I still think they have an amazing connection, which, imo, is rooted in their fundamental respect for each other, but nowadays I see it as not necessarily romantic, but also as platonic.
I think Elizabeth would benefit from John's presence (if we got to see them all more in their free time), I think he would tenderly force her to take time off, to have fun, to go get a drink with a team, to forget work for a bit, to accept human connections, friendship, love. He might not say it but he cares. But he does. He cares so fucking much. not just about Elizabeth, about his whole team.
Hell, these stupid emotionally constipated people are making me emotional again...
okay, let's get to McShep!
I see myself as kind of a soft McShepper, a McShepper by osmosis (not to say by force). Having been a Sparky shipper for the better part of my time in this fandom I never really considered this ship for a looong time, and, spending most my time on Instagram (which is lowkey homophobic) for the first few years I didn't really have any contact with them, because nobody posted about them. Believe it or not, but the discussion on there was more like "do you ship Sparky or John/Teyla?" and I was always a strong defender for Sparky.
Enter tumblr. Especially over the last two... no wait... four (?) years i've been spending a considerable amount of time on tumblr, where i have sloooowly moved from being an sg1 stan to "DON'T MAKE ME CHOSE BETWEEN SG1 AND SGA", and, as i started following more Atlantis people I was bound to find more McShep on my dash.
I didn't really mind them, but I also didn't really give it another thought. Then I started shipping Elizabeth with women and suddenly (in my mind) John was free again, so over time i moved from "I see them on my dash" to "ok maybe people have a point" to "i am paying more attention to them in the show" to "yeah okay people definitely have a point".
I don't get as excited over them as I do about Teylabeth for example, but I appreciate the ship and I definitely see it now and it brings me joy to watch them bickering like an old married couple on the show.
I'm curious how my McShep journey will continue :)
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books-space-things · 7 months
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For the fandom asks: N O T P
Thank you for the asks! That's a really fun combo
N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).
MORE WEIRD HORROR! SGA is such a good show for that! Like even setting aside the wraith just everything about the Pegasus galaxy and the ancients is a breeding ground for weird sci fi and horror stuff. More time loops. There can never be enough time loops.
Also I'd love to see more fics and content about Daniel in Atlantis either as the expedition leader or just as a member. He can add so much interesting context and character drama!
O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?
Okay I had to do this a couple of times because the first song that came up on shuffle was run joey run and I refuse to assign it to a character.
The second song was: just the way you are (glee version) and I can't not associate it with one of my favourite relationships on glee - furt. I just love their journey of becoming brothers and making each other better people. I just love them so much.
On a non glee note it makes me think of Hardison and Parker my beloved blorbos.
T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 
The John-Daniel enemieship that I will defend to the death. Those two would absolutely despise each other and it would be very funny. If you want me to elaborate I can talk about this for hours.
I don't think Jonas wanted to leave but he put his sense of duty and Daniel's return above his desire to stay. I think Teal'c is the only person who would understand that.
I actually ran into this in a fic and now I'm obsessed with the idea that Daniel chose to suppress his own memories of ascension and Ancient knowledge instead of Oma.
Teyla is also a weirdo and a loner she just seems normal because she's surrounded by these guys and has social skills. Also a 'normal' life where she has to give up the team would make her miserable. She might go back to being leader of the athosians but she'll always long to be an explorer.
I think out of all of them Ronon is the only one capable of retiring and living a normal life. Also Ronon and Vala are really similar in interesting ways.
I think the only thing stopping Sam from going full Doranda but on an even bigger scale is her team and weirdly her self confidence.
I think Rodney's actually a good leader for the first couple of seasons barring special circumstances. Also I think John's not a good leader and should never ever be in command of the expedition but he does care about every person under his command and makes an effort to get to know them.
Teal'c is a prequels fan.
P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).
I have two!
Rodney and Teyla get stuck in a time loop together. That's the general pitch I don't care about how or why I just want to put them in situations.
I really like the idea of Rodney going after Elizabeth after finding her in mid season 4. After facing constant defeat and being unable to come up with a way to save Carson or defeat the replicators but before Teyla gets kidnapped, Rodney finds out that Elizabeth is alive and makes the calm and rational move of immediately getting himself captured to find a way to bring her back. I just want a weird hostage situation of Rodney and Elizabeth kind of trapped on a ship alone where they're both holding each other hostage while the replicators and ar-1 race against each other to get to them first. I have so many more thoughts about this but the post is long enough already.
Also genuinely feel free to ask me to elaborate on any of these!
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imalifegen89 · 2 years
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A Legacy Left Behind - Chapter - 7 - When the Past Unfurls - Part I
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Rating: Mature
Category: M/M
Fandoms: Stargate Atlantis, Stargate SG-1, Hawaii Five-0 (2010)
Relationship: Steve McGarrett/John Sheppard
Characters: Steve McGarrett, John Sheppard, Danny "Danno" Williams, Evan Lorne, Bates (Stargate), Laura Cadman, Alicia Vega, Kono Kalakaua, Adam Noshimuri, PO Higgins (OC), Samantha "Sam" Carter, Jack O'Neill, John McGarrett, Dr. Lam, Catherine Rollins, Wo Fat, Original Goa'uld Character(s), Original Characters
Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Action & Romance, Military, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Violence, Character Bashing, Not Catherine Rollins Friendly, No DADT, Swearing
Summary :
"Sure John, I'll call," He promised as the SUV came to a stop in front of them. He and Danny both got in and seated themselves. He then gave a short wave to John who was still standing there by the exit watching them leave. Steve hoped what John had told him would be true, that his dad would be able to make it through. He was not ready to lose his only remaining parent. ‘God please, not again! Not so soon ...' His mind was repeating the mantra as Steve let out a weary sigh and closed his eyes."
Steve will find out about what happened to his father, who was involved in it, why it happened and so much more than he ever bargained for...
Hello All, Here's the next part of the series, and it's a two-parter. There are some plot twists on the way and hope you all will enjoy it.
Aethir - Thank you so much for your hard work and for finding some time to help me with editing, commenting, and giving out very helpful tips and suggestions. Idea bouncing and snark is always so much fun with you!!!
Part 1 - Honolulu General
Honolulu General Hospital
Hawaii
The six-hour-long flight in the old and noisy Globemaster had left both SEALs travel-weary and sleep-deprived. Neither had talked much during the flight, trying to catch a few hours of shut-eye, but among the jarring engine noise, the comms chatter, the endless shuddering, and the training maneuvers, that had been impossible. At the end of the flight, they had thanked the crew and disembarked with relief, each carrying their single duffel.
They were both on leave and therefore in civilian clothes, and instead of the usual armory they carried around, they only had their handguns and with extra clips in their bags. Although they were only making a visit to the hospital, neither of them was willing to go completely unarmed.
A short taxi ride brought them to the hospital from Hickam closer to the midday visiting hours. They figured if needed, they could wait in the hospital until they could see John McGarrett.
……….
"Hello, My name’s Steve McGarrett, I got a call last night about my father. Somebody named Curtis called me," said Steve, presenting his credentials to the male nurse manning the reception area of the Outdoor-Patient-Department. The nurse - L. Rider, according to his name tag - gave Steve and his ID a once over and started accessing his system.
"Yes, Mr. McGarrett, your father's been moved from the ICU. He’s in room 308. You can take that elevator to the left," he informed.
“Thanks.”
Steve and Danny both took off towards the given directions.
The room Steve's father was in wasn't hard to find. It was located on the third floor and the room had the number and the name 'John McGarrett' on a plaque clearly displayed. It also had 'Dr. Leonard T. Lester - Cardiologist' listed as his primary care physician.
"I'm going to go look around and find some coffee. Do you need anything?" Danny asked. He was going to give his friend some time with his dad before going in.
"Yeah sure, I could use some coffee.”
……….
During the six long hours he’d had to think about what happened, Steve’s mind had been busy contemplating some horrible scenarios. He hadn’t realized that he had been subconsciously bracing himself for the worst. Nobody in his family had any history of heart attacks and he didn't know what to expect, what to do or how to prepare. Being the trained planner that he was, Steve found the lack of knowledge rather unsettling.
What the nurse at the reception told him, gave him hope though. He theorized that since his dad's already been moved from the ICU to a regular room, his condition shouldn't be that bad.
Steve took a moment to compose himself, watching Danny as he walked away. Then he took a deep breath and knocked on the door before entering room 308.
……….
He stood still by the door to take the scene in.
His dad was lying on the bed and a white and blue hospital gown was peeking out from underneath the white blanket. There was a monitor attached to his chest and Steve could see the leads disappear through the opening of his gown. The apparatus was quiet and its screen indicated a steady rhythm while John McGarrett slept. Steve noticed there was an IV connected to his dad's left hand as well. He scrunched up his nose when the strong odor of antiseptics hit him in the face, contrasting starkly with the smell of gun oil and Old Spice aftershave he usually associated with his dad.
McGarrett senior was sleeping peacefully and didn't seem to be in any pain. Steve was content to let his dad be, preferring to let him wake up on his own. As he stepped further into the room, he saw a chair by the bed and lowered himself to it slowly, mindful not to make a sound. Then he placed his duffel bag on the floor and settled in to wait.
Maybe it was his instincts of being an active duty police officer - John McGarrett surfaced from his slumber knowing that there was somebody in the room with him, within a few minutes of Steve’s entrance. The slight change in the rhythm of the heart monitor alerted Steve to the fact. Not wanting to startle him, Steve leaned forward and addressed his father softly.
"Hey dad," he reached to touch his hand, the one without the IV needle.
"Steve!" His dad's eyes went wide, realizing his son was sitting by the bed. "What are you doing here?" John knew Steve was deployed and he was the last person he expected to see in the hospital this early. He hadn’t even been in here for 24 hours.
"The hospital called me and told me you had a heart attack," Steve explained. He was relieved to see that his dad was speaking clearly and wasn't showing any signs of disorientation or pain. In fact, he looked quite normal. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm alright," John smiled at the raised eyebrow he received from his son at that. So he elaborated. "Just a little tightness in my chest area. But the doctor says it's normal after an attack. Other than that, I really am feeling fine. To be honest, I didn't even know what it was. I only knew I had a heart attack when Dr. Lester told me this morning," He was more curious as to how his son got here so quickly. "Where were you when they called you?"
"Colorado Springs." Steve smiled. He couldn't really get into details about his deployment or his whereabouts other than that, but he was glad that he was in the States to make this trip.
"Hah, and you’re here already. That was quick,"
"Yeah, I got lucky and caught a transport.”
Steve was more than happy to just sit there and exchange pleasantries all day long. But he needed to know what happened first. He got up to go and fetch a glass of water for his father from the bedside table. "Dad, what happened?"
His dad took it and drank some water before handing it back to Steve. Then he turned on his bed to fully settle on his back. Steve put the glass away and leaned towards his dad, giving him his full, undivided attention.
"It was the weirdest thing, kid," said the senior McGarrett, frowning as he cast his mind back to the chain of events that led to his sudden health failure. “I was in that small grocery shop by the filling station near home. I had just finished filling up the tank on the truck and was getting some stuff for the weekend. I remember walking towards the counter to pay and that’s it - for the life of me, I can't remember having any pain or calling for help or anything. I was standing there one moment and was waking up on this bed the next.” He paused to take a deep breath and then exhale slowly. “Then there’s this fellow - Dr. Lester - is telling me how lucky I was to come back from a severe myocardial infarction with no visible damage to my heart,” he made a face, remembering his earlier conversation with the overly cheerful doctor who described the incident in vivid medical detail.
“How’d you get here?”
“He said that the shop owner called for emergency services and sent me here. Apparently, I coded on the way, but they managed to get my heart started again without much fuss. And now, here I am.” John finished recounting the incident.
Steve rubbed a hand across his face, trying to take it all in.
“I wouldn’t obviously know what to expect, it’s not like I’ve had a heart attack before - but I'd have thought that at least you get some kind of a warning sign, you know? Like breathing difficulties, chest pain or something,” McGarrett senior continued after a moment. “Not this going about your normal day-to-day business, and then a complete blackout, followed by waking up in a damn hospital bed - it just doesn't feel normal,” his frown deepened.
Steve didn’t say anything for a long while. He just took his time to sit there and watch his dad who seemed to be doing pretty much okay after going through such an experience. He was immensely relieved and was happy to take his time to enjoy the feeling, letting go of the worry and stress that had built up since the moment he’d received the call.
A knock on the door interrupted the comfortable silence in the room and Danny Williams entered carrying two styrofoam cups of coffee.
“Ah there you are, Cap, how are you feeling?” He asked, handing over a coffee to Steve and coming closer to stand near the bed railing.
“I’m feeling alright, considering,” John smiled crookedly. “Where’s my coffee, Williams?”
“Hey, I don't think coffee is on the approved list for you,” Danny grinned. He was glad to see the man looked healthy enough for someone who had just had a serious health scare, fit to be up and making demands. “Besides, this hospital swill is so bad it might just give you a different problem or three,” he sipped his coffee and grimaced theatrically to prove the point. “So when are they letting you out?”
“Don't know yet, my doctor is supposed to drop by any time now. I don't think I need to stay here any longer at all.” John stated confidently. He was not accustomed to sitting around on a bed all day, especially when he wasn’t feeling different from any other day.
“Let’s let the doctor decide that, yeah dad? As you said, this is the first time something like this has happened to you and they just might need to keep you under observation for a bit - just saying,” Steve cautioned.
He knew his dad and he could see the stubborn man was already planning on going home, to start acting as if nothing happened. He might even insist on going to work unless the doctor gave him strict orders to rest and take it easy for a while.
“Which reminds me, do they know at the station that you are here?” Steve asked his dad before he could start protesting about staying put in the hospital. “I tried calling Kelly before I left, but it went to voicemail,”
“No, I’m on leave - only due back the day after tomorrow,” his dad replied somewhat petulantly.
The room door opened again, this time granting entry to a short, balding Hawaiian native. The name tag embroidered over the chest area of his white coat identified him as Dr. L.T. Lester. He smiled cheerfully at all of them and went to the nearest monitor connected to McGarrett senior.
“So how are you feeling today, John?” the doctor inquired while studying the monitor.
“I’m fine doc, when do I get to go home?” John got straight to the point.
The doctor continued taking readings and making notes with an amused smile on his face. Then he went to unclip the chart hanging on the bed railing and made a few notes on it. After that, instead of answering his reluctant patient, the doctor turned to Steve and Danny to introduce himself. At the end of exchanging pleasantries, he finally turned to address John.
“Well, Mr. McGarrett, I can see you’re doing quite well and your readings are good. But, as I explained to you earlier, what you went through is quite serious and you might have damage to your heart muscle.”
Then sensing the alarm from the visitors of his patient, the doctor hurried to explain. “It’s what happens during a heart attack. The blood flow into the heart gets interrupted and it goes into a sort of overdrive trying to restore the flow. This overactivity can cause damage. Your dad was quite lucky that people near him reacted quickly and sent him to the hospital on time.” The doctor smiled again.
“So, what’s next, doc?” Steve asked.
“We do need to assess the possibility of damage and the cause of the infraction. The most common reason is usually coronary artery disease, which means cholesterol clogging the arteries. There are some instances this could happen if you were experiencing a seizure with severe spasms and contractions. We’ll need to run some tests to determine the cause and then plan steps for the recovery,”
“And how long will all this take?” The McGarrett senior looked crestfallen, resigned to the fact that he wasn’t going to get out soon.
“I actually have you scheduled for some of the tests now. Some blood work, an EKG, and a scan. An attendant should be here shortly to take you for those,” Then the doctor turned to Steve and Danny. “The tests will take about an hour or so. If you need to step out and have a meal or something, now would be the time.”
An elderly female attendant entered the room quietly, pushing a wheelchair as the doctor finished, and started unhooking Steve's dad from his various monitors. Steve took the doctor's advice and took his leave with Danny, after letting his dad know that they’ll be back once the tests were done.
……….
“Well, I’ve gotta admit man, your dad’s right. That does sound weird.” Danny said after listening to Steve about what happened.
“Why?” Steve frowned.
“My uncle Mario had a heart attack a couple of years ago. The man was moving some heavy boxes around. He’d been sweating buckets and breathing through his mouth for about an hour when my aunt found him and made him take a break. Then he felt pain in his chest and aunt Rea took him to a doctor. The doctor took one look at him and sent him to an ER. He’s been suffering from a heart attack for hours by then,” Danny paused and tried to remember the exact details his mother told him about what happened to his uncle. “He is fine now. He had to have a bypass and has to stay away from all the greasy food and the alcohol, but he made it,” he said inspecting the sandwich he took from the vending machine. They were both seated in the hospital cafeteria with bottles of water and sandwiches.
It was crowded and almost all the tables were full with families huddling together having lunch - most probably waiting for news about their loved ones. It wasn’t that noisy, despite being crowded to capacity - and nowhere near cozy or inviting - as one would expect from a busy dining area. It felt as though the sense of expectation, the sense of happiness, and the overpowering sense of grief had all tangled up together to create a very subdued atmosphere. Even the smell of food mixed with the underlying odors of disinfectant contributed to the gloom that pervaded over the souls lost in their own private worlds.
“Wow, I’ve forgotten how crappy the hospital food is. This doesn't look like a roast beef sandwich man,” Danny sniffed at it. “Sure doesn’t smell like it either.” Then he shrugged and started eating. It didn’t taste much better either, but he was hungry after the long flight.
Steve didn’t say anything as he nibbled on his food. He wasn’t really hungry but knew he had to have something to keep his energy up. He was thinking about his dad’s recounting of the incident. He hadn’t said anything to his dad earlier, but the more he thought about it, the less it made sense. What Danny was telling him also made it clear how unusual the whole thing was. He made up his mind to pop into the shop his dad was in, later when they left the hospital. Maybe he could talk to the shopkeeper and even have a look at their security footage if they had any. He might even find something that could explain his dad suddenly suffering a heart attack. Maybe there was something that his dad had forgotten to mention.
He needed to get in touch with Sheppard as well, to let him know his dad’s condition. He knew that John would worry until he heard from him. Taking the last bite of his sandwich, he decided now would be the best time to make that call.
“Listen, I need to call Shep and let him know dad’s alright. I’m just gonna be over there by that balcony,” he told Danny as he stood up, fishing his phone out of his jacket pocket. Then he walked to the area he pointed, dialing Sheppard. “Be right back.”
………..
The sweet and subtle smell of her perfume reached Danny first, as he realized the lady who was wearing it was standing right in front of him. He looked up and saw the familiar, smiling face of Lieutenant Catherine Rollins looking down at him.
“Well, hello!” He grinned. “Fancy running into you here, of all places,” he gestured at the seat Steve had just vacated. “Take a seat,”
“Thanks,” Rollins smiled charmingly as she sat. “I’m just here visiting a friend of mine. She just had her second baby - a cute little baby boy,” her face took on the same expression all women wore when talking about babies. “I popped in here to get a drink and then I saw you,” she said. “I thought you guys were in Colorado? Is everything ok?” Her expression turned into one tinged with concern.
“Yeah, everything’s fine. I’m here with Steve, actually. We got a call about his dad, but he’s alright. We just saw him,” Danny explained without going into much detail. He noticed the Lieutenant perking up at the mention of McGarrett junior.
“He’s over there, on a call.” he pointed with his head.
Steve was leaning over the balcony with his elbows resting on the railing and busy talking to Sheppard. He didn’t see the new arrival as he had his back to them.
Danny saw the wattage of Cathrine’s smile go up as her eyes ran over the view the oblivious SEAL presented. He hid the grin and blinked at her innocently when she turned back to face him.
“So, will you guys be here for a few days then?” She inquired, her gaze snapping back to where Steve was, almost unintentionally.
Danny knew she was mostly interested in finding out whether Steve was going to be around for a while.
“Well, that depends.” He hedged. “We have to see his dad’s doctor and see how it goes,”
He didn’t want to give any definite answers or any other details without Steve’s say so. He opened his bottle and drank some water, wishing Steve would soon return. So that he could decide what to tell this infatuated Lieutenant who was back to staring at Steve’s ass with a dreamy look on her face. Then something started to nag at Danny about what she said earlier, but he couldn’t place it. He pushed it away to sort out later as he saw Steve finishing his call.
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“Yeah, so that’s what happened. He seems alright and man, that’s a relief. Depending on what his tests and scans show, it’ll be a day or two more. But I’ll message you when I find out,” Steve said to John, who was quite relieved at the fact that Steve’s dad was fine. He insisted that Steve take as much time as needed to make sure his dad got all the support he needed. He also made Steve promise to message him with updates and implored him to take care of himself before finally ending the call.
Steve put his phone back inside his jacket with a smile. He very much appreciated the time he was given to take care of his dad. Moreover, he was deeply touched by the way Sheppard sounded over the phone. He had been really worried and the relief that poured over from his lover through the call was almost a tangible thing. Steve made a mental note to send regular updates as promised. It wasn’t something he would have done for anyone else, but he knew Sheppard would stress otherwise. It felt nice to know that he had somebody who cared that much about him.
He felt the good feeling wilt away when he turned back to see the penetrating gaze of Catherine Rollins directed at him. He was pretty sure he caught her in the act of staring at his ass. She smiled brilliantly at him and waved. Steve was somewhat reluctant to wave back and tried his best to summon a smile for her. He was sure it looked more like a grimace instead.
Steve didn’t have anything against beautiful women. He was definitely not opposed to being the subject of desire of one, either. He had gone out with many pretty women and Catherine Rollins, with her long black hair, soulful brown eyes, and radiant smile was exactly his type. But he was very much invested in another hazel-eyed brunet and he didn’t see himself veering off anytime soon - if ever at all. Even if he wasn’t, Steve knew that he still wouldn’t be interested in this particular woman. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something off about Lieutenant Rollins - something that rubbed him the wrong way - that made him want to be on his guard whenever she was nearby.
“Hi, Steve,” Rollins greeted cheerfully as he walked towards them.
Again, he was instantly put off by the overly friendly greeting. They had only known each other for about 48 hours, hadn’t they? He had to make a conscious effort to return the greeting without letting his true feelings show.
“Hello, Lieutenant,” He asked, more or less politely. “What brings you here?”
Danny cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes, picking up on Steve’s discomfort instantly.
Rollins either didn’t notice or didn’t let it bother her because she launched into the story of her friend and her cute little babies with great enthusiasm.
Steve kept the smile plastered on his face as she talked. Then he made a show of checking time and gestured to Danny. “Hey, listen, it’s nice bumping into you here. But Danny and I’ve gotta run. My dad should be done with his tests now,” he said to the woman as Danny got up from the chair to go with him. Steve didn’t want to give her any details about their visit here and hoped Danny hadn’t run his mouth either.
With that somewhat curt parting, he turned and walked out of the cafeteria, with Danny following closely behind.
“So, it isn’t just me, hah? She gives off weird vibes to you too?” Danny asked, turning his walk into a half jog to keep up with Steve’s longer strides. Steve was eager to put as much distance as possible between them and Rollins.
“Yeah, you didn’t tell her why we’re here, did you?” Steve asked while stabbing the buttons on the elevator.
“Nah, not really. Just told her that we’re here for your dad. That’s it.”
“Is she following us?” Steve was staring at the shiny surface of the elevator door.
The reflections on it were slightly distorted. But Danny could discern the shapely figure of Rollins in tight-fitting jeans and green sleeveless top, slowly making her way towards them.
“Forget this,” Steve spat, pressing a few more buttons for various floors on the keypad. Then he swiftly walked away to the nearest staircase and started climbing two steps at a time. He knew his behavior was a bit irrational; she was just a colleague after all, not another enemy combatant gaining on him. Nevertheless, he wanted to get away from her as soon as possible.
When they finally reached Steve’s dad’s room, the man was already there, enjoying his lunch. It didn’t look much better than what they had either. John McGarrett insisted that there was no need for them to hang around since he was just going to take his pills and take a long nap anyway. He could see the boys were tired and wanted them to go home and catch a few hours of sleep for themselves. Steve relented and promised his dad that they’d drop by later around dinner time. He made him promise to call them if he needed anything before that and then finally hugged him fiercely, before taking their leave.
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"I have a bad feeling about this," she murmurs.
He tightens his arm around her back, pulling her more firmly into his side. "It sounds like it's standard repairs. You could do it in your sleep."
"It's never standard with us." She sighs, pushing up and hovering over Jack, taking a long look at his face. She can't help smiling at the impressions on his cheek from the pillowcase, the heavy-lidded with sleep way he's blinking at her. She kisses him, slow and deep, uncaring of the stale morning breath shared between them.
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stargatelov3r · 2 years
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Welcome, welcome one and all, to our rareship carnival.
I am watching and I can't believe it's happening! I may be giddy and grinning like mad, but there's no actual evidence of that.
Hello sweet Anon 😚 thank you! I am so glad that we planted this seed in your mind. 🧡
And dang it! I thought I was satisfied, full in fact, and then you dropped those delicious Chuck/ Radek headcanons down and I became ravenous. *writes furiously*
Keller/ Cadman
Hmm, I see what you mean… It wouldn't be a messy breakup either. Just a mutual fizzling out.
I agree, Cadman is 100% that person. With her boyfriends as well, (I headcanon her Bi, I like to think that Cadman keeps her options open. 🤣) Love a tiny marine standing up for her partners 🧡 
I enjoy McKay/ Cadman (despite a couple reservations) specifically because of how they challenge each other. (Eventually I'll get to this pairing on my list but I must go in order because… Compulsions 🤣)
This actually reminds me of how I think Keller/ McKay would go, McKay would get bored of Keller and she would get tired of his abrasive nature. McKay needs a good kick in the butt sometimes, probably one of the reasons so many people mcshepship, and I don't think Keller is up for the task.
Just no fire. No energy. No nothing (will anyone even get this reference?)
Hmm… I'll have to mull over those two some more. It's honestly hard to ship Keller with anyone, maybe hmm… Oh! I need to update the list.
Here's the next one: Elizabeth/ Sam
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Elizabeth/Sam... *breathes deeply*
i... i might have been waiting for someone to ask me about them and I was both scared and excited to answer this one.
let's dive a bit into my past, shall we? and by that i mean 2016/17
I was doing a lot of RPGs with a friend, mostly SG-1, later SG-1/SGA, SG-1/Sanctuary and even SGA/Sanctuary i think. We were basically writing these huuuuuge fics together over what was sometimes weeks! I think that was the first time I came across Sam/Elizabeth. It's funny because it was wayyy before I realized that gay ships where actually an option to actually ship instead of just going "huh okay" and moving on. (don't ask me why it took so long) but uhhhh it also didn't stop me from writing them so uhhh...
fast forward a two or three years. Someone told me that Torri and Amanda didn't get along personally (which, as a hardcore fan of both of them made me incredibly sad) and it kinda put a hold on my thoughts about them as a ship. I know you shouldn't necessarily let what actors do when they are not on screen influence their work performance (unless they are harming anyone) but in this case it did for a while.
But now, slowly and steady I'm managing to leave that behind me and just concentrate on these two wonderful characters, disregarding what might or might not be their actor's relation.
So let's get to the actual question (under the cut)
Yes. I see it. I ship it. I love it.
I might be a tiny bit biased because i just love both these characters so much and I haven't given them a suuuuper lot of thought but just... these two? together? knowing them both so well? knowing what both of them have been through? what shit they experienced working in a men dominated world? and together they can just go "fuck all that" and have a good time and drink wine and feel safe? gimme all of it
*gasp*
i was about to start writing about them being co-leaders of atlantis and then i remembered that i'm basically headcanoning Teyla and Elizabeth co-managing Atlantis after season 3 at the latest and then I was like WHY NOT ALL THREE???? what a power trio they would be!!! all of them together running shit??? hooooly crap.
but uh,,, back to Sam/Elizabeth
I think there would also be conflict involved between them, mostly because Elizabeth is civilian and Sam is military, and both are very firm in their beliefs and in their position. Not they are not flexible, but I think they have different mindsets and different points of view on a lot of things.
But don't forget, they are both adults, and they'd both know the value of the other, they'd know what they have in each other and even if it's not easy sometimes they would want to fight for it (i mean literally, i think they would argue) but they would always try and find a solution.
woah. i think that's all i've got for now and it made me kinda choke up. this is somehow a bittersweet ship for me...
and about all other things you said, I pretty much agree <3
I can't wait what other Radek/Chuck headcanons (or fics? :)) ) you'll come up with!
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stargatelov3r · 2 years
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Hmm… Do the actresses really not like each other? I've never heard of that! That is quite sad. 😥  Have you noticed that sometimes people bring up female actresses disliking other actors on set more often than men? (Might just be my own experience.)
😲Those week-long collaborative fics sound so fucking amazing! I actually share that where, despite my own sexuality, I primarily focused on het or platonic ships and didn’t really think about expanding on it until I got involved in another fandom. (Ahhh, childhood XD.)
Now, it took me a while to gather my thoughts on this because on one hand I love the ship (multi-shipping biases and all that.) and on the other, I feel like it just wouldn’t work. I see them working platonically better. 
“​​...what both of them have been through? what shit they experienced working in a men dominated world? and together they can just go "fuck all that" and have a good time and drink wine and feel safe? gimme all of it” 
What you said here is why I think they would work better platonically because the friendship they could have is amazing and I think (reasons below) that a more intimate relationship is something they probably wouldn’t explore on their own with each other. I’m trying to think of scenarios but it’s one of those tougher ones for me. 
(Elizabeth & Sam totally have shooting the shit while drinking wine vibes XD)
I think I am stuck on the logistics of maintaining their relationship because it would be hard being that far apart from each other. Considering if Elizabeth is still in charge, Sam would have never been transferred. 
😲😲OKAY, OKAY! A civilian leader, a military/science leader, and a pegasi native leader FORMING A COUNCIL!!!? I LOVE THAT IDEA! PLEASE WRITE!!! BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE AMAZING!!!! 🧡
But, if they did form that council I cannot see any of them becoming romantically involved with each other, all three of them tend to put others before themselves in the sense that they would be worried about such a relationship affecting their duties toward Atlantis and would probably steer clear of it completely. I especially think this of Elizabeth.
THE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN THE THREE OF THEM WOULD BE AMAZING THOUGH. (For some reason I'm imagining them together at another friends bachelorette party and Teyla is quite curious about the reasonings behind the phallic nature of said event. She does happily wear the penis hat in solidarity for Earth's customs though. XD)
The arguments between them would be impassioned and if they weren’t so mature minded I could see that getting out of hand.
Hmm… I have a feeling this entire relationship would have to be an AU where they are not involved in the SGC to really make it work.
What scenario do you think would need to happen for them to get together?
Because If they were in the SGC I feel like the relationship would have to be something established before Elizabeth went to Atlantis. And she may even go on a relationship hiatus (like with Simon) despite Sam being involved in the SGC when she does become in charge. (I can’t guarantee that, but it is a strong possibility and Sam may even be behind it considering the logistics.)
If it's too much to talk about this bittersweet ship let me know and I'll move on. 🧡
Hi there! It’s definitely not too much talk about this bittersweet ship that is Sam/Elizabeth! I enjoy reading all your thoughts on it!
Yes, apparently Torri and Amanda don’t really get along. I don’t know the reasons for it and i never asked and i never will and I doubt that they would bring it up.
Anyways, you might have a point there saying that they would work out better platonically, for all the reasons you mentioned. However, i can’t shake the idea of them never finding together, and if it’s just for a while until they realized they work better as friends and they go back to that. I think they are both mature and wise enough to handle that. I like the idea of them supporting each other. But then, i always love seeing women support each other :)
And yeah honestly? I need some sam/elizabeth/teyla running shit together content now…
I actually laughed out loud when i read the part about Teyla proudly wearing a penis hat and i think that this would be one of the moments where Elizabeth would be like “shit, i really love this woman”. Whoops, look at me go bringing teylabeth into this xD
Hmm, would would have to happen for Elizabeth and Sam to get together, that is a very good question honestly.
It probably would have to be in a scenario where they are not directly working together. Like,, Sam is taking a vacation to Atlantis (yes Atlantis becomes a vacation spot for SGC people at some point). Maybe she is taking Cassandra with her and they just happen to be at a time where Elizabeth is also on vacation. Obviously she still works at least half a day but maybe the rest of it she shows them around, shows them the main land, introduces them to the Athosians etc etc. nothing happens at first but after Sam leaves for Earth again they notice that something is changed but they can’t quite figure out what it is… until they meet again, this time it’s the whole “oh shit so THAT’S what i was missing” but they still take ages to get together
Something like that maybe?
Idk. This is a weird ship, a bittersweet ship. I like it, but i haven’t quite understood it yet, if that makes sense.
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me!
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