Feb. 17th, 2008
SGA-fic: Help Me Fall (NC-17)
Feb. 17th, 2008 01:57 pmTitle: Help Me Fall
Author: Zinnith
Rating: Very much NC-17
Warning: PWP. Bondage and D/s.
Word count: 2442
Disclaimer: Why yes, I have John tied up on my bed right here. What do you mean, 'delusional'?
Notes: For![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
prehistoric_sea who bought me for fics4books . She wanted, among other things, sub!John, and 'a couple having mismatched sexual preferences/needs/sex drive and the two of them work it out b/c they care about each other'. I'm sorry you had to wait so long for this! I hope you'll like it.
Many thanks tothe_cephalopod for cleaning this up for me. You're the best! Also, thank you anyanka_eg for giving me handcuffs for Valentines Day. They were very inspiring ;-)
Summary: Rodney might not be able to give him exactly what he needs, but he's a genius and he'll figure something out.
Author: Zinnith
Rating: Very much NC-17
Warning: PWP. Bondage and D/s.
Word count: 2442
Disclaimer: Why yes, I have John tied up on my bed right here. What do you mean, 'delusional'?
Notes: For
prehistoric_sea who bought me for fics4books . She wanted, among other things, sub!John, and 'a couple having mismatched sexual preferences/needs/sex drive and the two of them work it out b/c they care about each other'. I'm sorry you had to wait so long for this! I hope you'll like it.Many thanks to
the_cephalopod for cleaning this up for me. You're the best! Also, thank you anyanka_eg for giving me handcuffs for Valentines Day. They were very inspiring ;-)Summary: Rodney might not be able to give him exactly what he needs, but he's a genius and he'll figure something out.
( Help Me Fall )
Kinda down...
Feb. 17th, 2008 08:17 pmI'm... I don't know.
Am I the only one who sometimes feels like I have to apologise for being white, living in a developed country and being relatively un-oppressed? That I'm supposed to feel like a bad person for not having the energy to fight everyone else's battles for them?
Hell, even that last sentence makes me feel like shit, because I'm one of those who preaches about how feminism is not just a women's issue. And that means I should expand my social conscience to not include just women's rights and GLBT rights and environmentalism, but take on racism and handicap rights and animal rights and every social stereotype under the sun, and no matter how many barricades I climb, there'll always be someone I'll fucking forget.
And then I'll stand there, being exactly the kind of person I detest. One of the people who lets their ignorance cloud their world-view, one of the people who feel proud of themselves because they buy ecological milk while driving home from the store in a gas-guzzling SUV.
So. Let's just say I got an eye-opener today, and I didn't like what I saw. And worse than that, I can't even bring myself to care. I can't force myself to see the thing I initially thought was fun and cool as the ugly stereotype it so obviously was. I know it makes me a part of the problem, but I just... do I have to rage against everything?
God, I get tired sometimes.
Am I the only one who sometimes feels like I have to apologise for being white, living in a developed country and being relatively un-oppressed? That I'm supposed to feel like a bad person for not having the energy to fight everyone else's battles for them?
Hell, even that last sentence makes me feel like shit, because I'm one of those who preaches about how feminism is not just a women's issue. And that means I should expand my social conscience to not include just women's rights and GLBT rights and environmentalism, but take on racism and handicap rights and animal rights and every social stereotype under the sun, and no matter how many barricades I climb, there'll always be someone I'll fucking forget.
And then I'll stand there, being exactly the kind of person I detest. One of the people who lets their ignorance cloud their world-view, one of the people who feel proud of themselves because they buy ecological milk while driving home from the store in a gas-guzzling SUV.
So. Let's just say I got an eye-opener today, and I didn't like what I saw. And worse than that, I can't even bring myself to care. I can't force myself to see the thing I initially thought was fun and cool as the ugly stereotype it so obviously was. I know it makes me a part of the problem, but I just... do I have to rage against everything?
God, I get tired sometimes.