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I'm risking burning out my current beta who is beta-ing two longer stories for me concurrently so would anyone else be willing to beta my 3 gen pieces I'll be starting in about a week?
(How many times can I say beta in one post??)
They'll be one off pieces. I write fast, my grammer is okay (I'm, likely, to, overuse, and, underuse, commas,,) and I'm a terrible homophone abuser... (I just learnt that's what it was called... woo!!)
To tide you over, here is a little comment fic I wrote for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kuwdora
Title - Gone Fishin'
Disclaimer - Don't Own, Don't Sue!
The prompt - jack and daniel come to atlantis (with obligatory Daedalus scene of J/D sex. Or snark I'm easy) jack and john go fishing on a puddlejumper and share an interesting moment together where jack passes some of his knoweldge down to john. and then jack and john make fun of mckay. or they could make out. but that would make daniel jealous.
Rating - G (Yes, I'm sorry, there's no sex whatsoever, not even on the Daedalus)
He didn't know whose idea it was exactly but Jack had definitely been the one to say fishing and he had said puddlejumper but it didn't really matter because the end result was both of them sitting on the tailgate of the open jumper, hovering four feet above the green Atlantean ocean below, toes just touching the water and fishing poles in hand.
"Are there actually fish in this water?" Jack had asked and John had shrugged.
"Does there need to be?"
Jack had given him a rueful smile. "Good man," he'd simply said with a nod.
A few moments of quiet had passed and then Jack had turned to him. "So... Rodney's a little - "
"Careful there, that's my scientist you're talking about," John had warned and Jack had looked at him carefully.
"Besides," John had said, "I think Daniel is way more-"
"Watch it... that's my scientist," Jack had said, but his tone was equally light. John had a few moments of musing on whether an archeologist was actually a scientist and probably Rodney's very loud reaction to being compared to a man who studied rocks but the air was warm, the water cool and the fish weren't biting.
It was a day for letting things go.
(How many times can I say beta in one post??)
They'll be one off pieces. I write fast, my grammer is okay (I'm, likely, to, overuse, and, underuse, commas,,) and I'm a terrible homophone abuser... (I just learnt that's what it was called... woo!!)
To tide you over, here is a little comment fic I wrote for
kuwdora Title - Gone Fishin'
Disclaimer - Don't Own, Don't Sue!
The prompt - jack and daniel come to atlantis (with obligatory Daedalus scene of J/D sex. Or snark I'm easy) jack and john go fishing on a puddlejumper and share an interesting moment together where jack passes some of his knoweldge down to john. and then jack and john make fun of mckay. or they could make out. but that would make daniel jealous.
Rating - G (Yes, I'm sorry, there's no sex whatsoever, not even on the Daedalus)
He didn't know whose idea it was exactly but Jack had definitely been the one to say fishing and he had said puddlejumper but it didn't really matter because the end result was both of them sitting on the tailgate of the open jumper, hovering four feet above the green Atlantean ocean below, toes just touching the water and fishing poles in hand.
"Are there actually fish in this water?" Jack had asked and John had shrugged.
"Does there need to be?"
Jack had given him a rueful smile. "Good man," he'd simply said with a nod.
A few moments of quiet had passed and then Jack had turned to him. "So... Rodney's a little - "
"Careful there, that's my scientist you're talking about," John had warned and Jack had looked at him carefully.
"Besides," John had said, "I think Daniel is way more-"
"Watch it... that's my scientist," Jack had said, but his tone was equally light. John had a few moments of musing on whether an archeologist was actually a scientist and probably Rodney's very loud reaction to being compared to a man who studied rocks but the air was warm, the water cool and the fish weren't biting.
It was a day for letting things go.
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