waldos_writings: (SGA fic)


Title: Evidence of Things Not Seen
Words: 2534
Rating: R
Pairing: John/Carson, Radek/Rodney (and if you really want to see it that way, Teyla/Ronon)
Spoilers: none
Summary: Rodney has an epiphany... actually several in rapid succession.
Author's Notes: Pure unadulterated fluff. Oh, and here are words you never thought you'd hear Waldo utter voluntarily, Rodney POV. I have no idea what possessed me to do that. :) [livejournal.com profile] kyrdwyn was my awesome beta. Thanks! Title courtesy of the West Wing Episode title challenge at [livejournal.com profile] beckettsheppard.

Evidence of Things Not Seen )
waldos_writings: (SGA fic)


Title:The Function of Muscle
Author: [livejournal.com profile] smallwaldo
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Radek/Rodney, Sheppard/Beckett
Words: 5326
Spoilers: The Return, Part I
A/N: So [livejournal.com profile] rosewildirish grabbed my offer to Porn It Forward. She wanted Radek/Rodney and make up!sex. [livejournal.com profile] i_icie did all the fabulous Czech translations for me. [livejournal.com profile] pierson beta'd this not only once, but twice. Anything still wrong is entirely my fault.
Summary: Go get him.” “Why do you keep saying that?” Rodney finally asked. “Because you’re making me crazy without him!” John replied.


I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV)

The Function of Muscle )
waldos_writings: (SGA fic)
Title: Shocking!
Author: smallwaldo
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: McKay/Zelenka
Words: 370
Notes: for RoseWildIrish. Nobody's dead. :)
Summary: Rodney can't be contrite. He tries, but he just can't manage it.

Shocking!

“This is taking the Einstein look just a step too far, dontcha think?” Rodney asked as he pushed the privacy curtain aside.

Radek shrugged, his normally flyaway hair was now positively frizzed and Radek was pretty sure it would be like that for a few days. At least that was how it felt from inside his skin. “I was not the one who told Chalmers to restore power to labs on western pier.” He tried to glare at Rodney, but found it difficult to do given the surprisingly chastised look he already wore.

“Yeah, um… about that… “ Rodney’s hands were behind his back, his head down.

Radek was sure that if they’d been outside, he would have been dragging his toe in the dirt in an arc around his other foot. He sighed. “Well, seeing as I am not dead, nor is anyone else, I will forgive you.” He gave a little grin to minimize the sting of his next words. “This time.”

“It was a communications gaffe! I asked if you were ready for the power circuits to be initialized, you said, ‘not quite ready,’ and with the static we were getting all I got was ‘quite ready’. Is it my fault you have such a quaint little way of speaking English that saying something like ‘quite ready’ wouldn’t be abnormal?”

Radek rolled his eyes. He knew Rodney’s contrition wouldn’t last long. But that was just as well. When Rodney got compliant and generous someone was probably dying. Yes, he was much more reassured about his own condition with Rodney blustering and refusing to take the blame.

Besides, Radek knew it was Rodney’s fault and that was all that mattered.

He jerked his head to the chair by the side of his bed and waited for Rodney to drop into it. “Carson says that I am to have no strenuous activity for a few days.”

Rodney’s eyes got a wicked gleam in them. “Well, you know… bottoming isn’t strenuous at all…And it might make for a nice change.”

Radek just rolled his eyes and shook his head. Only Rodney would see him lighting up like an electric eel as an opportunity to get the upper hand in sex.

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