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Give me a character and I'll tell you a piece of my personal headcanon.
Any fandom is welcome here, provided that I am reasonably familiar with it.
(Considering my absolute sucktasticness at answering comments lately, I can't promise that I'll respond to every comment, though.)
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Give me a character and I'll tell you a piece of my personal headcanon.
Any fandom is welcome here, provided that I am reasonably familiar with it.
(Considering my absolute sucktasticness at answering comments lately, I can't promise that I'll respond to every comment, though.)
This entry is also posted at http://sholio.dreamwidth.org/839160.htm

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But she also has a firm female support network -- her sister, her mom, her female co-workers -- that Peter rarely sees (and we don't really see either, since we're seeing her mostly through Peter's eyes). And that gets her through the worst days.
….If I can have twosisies: Jones? XD
Jones ... uh, I don't think I have a whole lot of headcanon for him! Hmm. I think his relationship with Neal is more distant/wary than either Peter's or Diana's. Peter and Neal obviously have their Thing, whatever it is, and Neal and Diana have settled into a very comfortable, playfully-giving-each-other-crap sort of sibling relationship. But, although Jones likes Neal, he doesn't feel as comfortable with him as either Diana or Peter do.
And yay for Elizabeth brain twins. :D
Wait, this isn't a thread for MY headcannon, oops? :)
This! So much word.
*points to icon*
Sheppard, but. . . .do you think you could whip up something for me. . . and 'the colonel'??
>;-)
Atlantis doesn't talk to him. People assume it does. But that's not what connecting with the city is like. It's not really that different from flying any sort of vehicle, except that it's so incredibly responsive, like a helicopter that acts like an extension of his body. People assume that he has some kind of special connection with the city, but it's more like he has a special connection with everything he flies, and each one is different and unique.
But he doesn't know how to explain that, because saying "No, the city doesn't talk to me" is wrong (it does, in its own way, just like a Black Hawk helicopter does or the jumpers do), and saying "Yes, it does" feels like lying, because he knows that what he means is not what anyone else means. So he just kind of dodges the subject. Rodney, damn his curiosity, keeps asking, but Sheppard's never set him straight because a) see above re: hard to explain, and b) Rodney is wildly jealous because he thinks that Sheppard can talk to the city with his mind while he (Rodney) has never figured out how. Which is entertaining.
Also, Sheppard can't open the doors in Atlantis with his mind, at least no more so than anyone else can. In a city that was built for people with the ATA gene, what would be the point of locks that are designed to be overridden by everyone who lives there? But there are persistent rumors that he can, which he's realized is very useful when he has to get into a room for some urgent security-related reason (sadly, this happens more often than he'd like), so he lets people think whatever they want.
Your description is in keeping with the feelings I have long held
regarding Sheppard's communication with the city etc.
I believe it is more like the city responds to him and same can be said for the aircraft he flies........
He has the 'touch' as Navy pilots use to term it........some have it, some don't.
I also feel same about magically opening doors with his mind.
IMO those doors respond much like they do in any sort of situation where there is a sensor, as long as they are not in lock down mode.
((((((Thank you))))))) for taking the time to respond to my altogether predicable request.
>;-)
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Edited at 2012-08-03 11:18 pm (UTC)
Sara has a danger-junkie streak bordering on self-destructive. But she's too rational to indulge it most of the time, for one thing because she knows, on some level, that if she allows herself to push the boundaries too far, she could easily keep pushing them until she dies.
This is the impulse that draws her to Neal. The unexpected thing isn't that she's attracted to him, because even she could have predicted that, if she'd looked back over her history of dating volatile, dangerous, sometimes abusive men. No, the unexpected thing is that she really likes him as a person, and they make very good friends. As lovers, however, they are terrifyingly combustible -- the sort of relationship that burns very bright and hot for a short period of time, and ends up with both people getting burned. But the underlying warmth of friendship is still there, which is something she hasn't had in her past relationships. Intellectually, she knows full well that she and Neal don't have a future together -- that it's a casual, fast-burning love affair. But she has this genuine warmth for him, and vice versa, and when they stop trying to be Boyfriend and Girlfriend and just relax, they get along really well (sort of like Neal and Peter get along whenever they forget they're supposed to be on opposite sides). And this is what keeps her from either severing things completely, or very firmly stuffing Neal into the Friend box and leaving him there: because she hasn't had that warmth and mutual affection with past boyfriends. It's just not the sort of affection that leads to a marriage and a house in the suburbs. As soon as they start wanting things from each other, it disintegrates. And yet, she would totally trust him at her back in a gunfight, and if something really devastating happened, like, say, her mom died, Neal is probably the first person she'd call for a sympathetic shoulder to cry on (possibly followed by a 2 a.m. tryst with underwear flung all over the room ... possibly followed after that by a giant catastrophic fight and not talking to each other for a month). It's precisely that kind of weird relationship.
This, so much!
I actually like them romantically fine enough (although my resolve has been kind of shaken by Sophie who was lovely and open in a way that Sarah just can't be right now) but what I like best about the two of them is that they work as friends.
she hasn't had that warmth and mutual affection with past boyfriends.
This seems true somehow.
*g* so thanks ! :)
I don't actually believe that Rodney is deathly allergic to all the things he thinks he's deathly allergic to. I don't think that he's lying; I just think it's a combination of hypochondria and possibly having had allergies and/or bad experiences in childhood. And this doesn't mean I can't enjoy anaphylaxis fic; I've read and quite enjoyed it, and even written it myself! But my headcanon for Rodney is that he's not actually allergic to lemons, etc, except perhaps very mildly.
Plus there are degrees of reactions. I'm not allergic to milk but certain brands of margarine/powdered milk/artificial cream mean I'll spend at least 1/2 hour with streaming eyes & working my way through a box of Kleenex!
Neal, of course.
He's impossibly jaded and cynical, but he loves more deeply than he'll admit. In some ways he's too smart for his own good -- Mozzie's paranoia and cynicism is, in part, a reaction to knowing a little too much about how the world works, and being able to envision all the things that can go wrong in a given situation. He has a bolt-hole for every situation and a contingency plan for every possible contingency. His backups have backups.
He grew up always believing that he had to be able to let go of anything (money, people, things) at a moment's notice. He envisions himself as a ninja slipping around the boundaries of society, footloose and fancy-free, capable of dropping out of sight instantly if he has to. In reality, though, he's a lot more tied down than he wants to admit.
(Because in "The Killing Frost" I loved how you wrote him as a rounded person so I'm just curious!)