Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[Southern Red]

Hey guys, I've just written a piece of fluff that is not angsty! ('cause we've been seeing a lot of that, think). I hope you can tell me how much in or out of character they are. I dunno, I'm not too thrilled about it, but the idea came to me last night and I wanted to write it up as soon as possible.

You'd Be Surprised



Sounds like a lot of fun. Too bad I missed the Spark-a-riffic first three seasons.

I love the leather in BAMSR too.



Aw, very sad! But nice job. Actually, you and Probie have inspired me to draw. *hunts for sketchpad*

Nice. I can see Teyla getting fed up with their circling of each other and taking matters into her own hands.

Fic rec! One of my favorite Sparky writers wrote me a fic and that fact alone is making me happy and all giddy, but also, the fic is gorgeous and worth yout time and attention:

Amor Fati (Love your fate) by Speckleberry --- John got to take her hand and lead her home.

That was just stunning. I left her a comment.

i got one more sparky scene (With a little carson Thrown in) i thought u guys might like it

I just wrote it right now.

Spoiler:

FADE IN:

INT. INFIRMARY - DAY

CLOSE on TEST TUBES and BEAKERS of bubbling liquids, establishing this as The INFIRMARY.

PANNING LEFT we find Sheppard sitting on the edge of a bed, patiently waiting as DR. CARSON BECKETT patches a cut over Sheppard’s eye.


BECKETT
(teasing.)
I’m telling you, Colonel. You’ve got to stop bringin’ ladies home – people will talk.

SHEPPARD
(defensively.)
Oh no, she brought me home. Without my knowledge, I might add. My plan was to gate to the Alpha Site and radio home.

Beckett finishes with the cut, then moves around the bed to a laptop set
up at Sheppard’s bedside. The doctor studies the results on the screen.

BECKETT
Well, disregarding a few minor injuries, you’re just as healthy as when ye left. As far as I’m concerned, you’re cleared for Elizabeth’s briefing.

SHEPPARD
(whining.)
Aw, Doc. Can’t you tell her I’m sick? A nasty alien bug or something?

Beckett’s eyes catch something off camera.

BECKETT
Sorry, Colonel, she already knows.

NEW ANGLE to reveal Weir standing in the doorway, looking unimpressed. Sheppard winces.

SHEPPARD
(making conversation.)
Hey, Elizabeth… What’s on your mind?

Weir remains silent. Her eyes seem calculating, as if trying to determine where to strike first. Sheppard prepares himself for a severe tongue lashing.

Beat.

WEIR
(flatly.)
Wet puppies.

Sheppard’s expression falls into confusion. Weir moves to the foot of the bed

WEIR (CONT’D)
I was going to wait until the meeting to ask this, but since you brought it up… What possessed you to reveal the existence of Atlantis when you were about to blow yourself up to keep it a secret?

Sheppard regains a serious tone.

SHEPPARD
I didn’t tell her anything… At lest, not about where we were.

WEIR
You’re saying she came here all by herself?

SHEPPARD
After the day I had, I’m not sure what I’m saying.

Weir grows silent for a time. Her voice takes on a concerned tone.

WEIR
(slowly.)
That’s actually what I came to talk to you about.

Beckett finishes with the computer. Sensing a moment between Weir and Sheppard, he excuses himself.

BECKETT
If you’ll pardon me, I’ve got other patients to attend to.
(to Weir.)
Elizabeth, he’s all yours.

Weir and Sheppard acknowledge his exit. Weir pauses before she continues.

WEIR
After all that’s happened today, I feel like I have to apologize.

SHEPPARD
Apologize?

WEIR
I was the one who gave the order to raise the shield. If it hadn’t been for… Well… Whatever that was…

Sheppard cuts her off, his tone both soothing and stern.

SHEPPARD
Don’t do this, Elizabeth.

WEIR
Do what?

SHEPPARD
Doubt yourself…
(pouting.)
…It scares me.

Weir smiles wryly. Sheppard continues in a reassuring tone.

SHEPPARD (CONT’D)
…You had no way of knowing it was me and every reason in the world to believe it was the Wraith. I would have made the same decision.

Weir studies him.

WEIR
You can’t know that for sure.

SHEPPARD
Oh yes I can – you aren’t dumb enough to try to gate home without a GDO.

WEIR
(smiles.)
I’m glad you’re back, John.

SHEPPARD
(perking up.)
Beckett mentioned something about a meeting?

WEIR
Yes, Teyla is anxious to speak with you.

Sheppard slides off the bed.

SHEPPARD
I’ll go get my sparring sticks.

WEIR
(confused.)
I don’t think she wants to fight you, John.

SHEPPARD
Oh, I beg to differ.

Weir and Sheppard exit.

I think script writing is definitely your niche and you should do more. This is very intriguing.

[Erin87]

okay so anyway i remember reading on LJ i think it was about how someone thought that maybe john was infected by nanites and he was dreaming the events of Season 4 and 5 so here's my version of that. trust me if i get good reviews im going to make my own version of the season 5 ending and boy its going to be good.

Spoiler:

<space>

Very nice job! I like the script format. You're good at it.

Hey guys, I've just written a piece of fluff that is not angsty! ('cause we've been seeing a lot of that, think). I hope you can tell me how much in or out of character they are. I dunno, I'm not too thrilled about it, but the idea came to me last night and I wanted to write it up as soon as possible.

You'd Be Surprised

Hurray for fluff! Read and reviewed

Aw, very sad! But nice job. Actually, you and Probie have inspired me to draw. *hunts for sketchpad*

*goes to look*

*cries*

It IS angsty! Oh, poor John and Elizabeth! *hugs them*

*sniffle*
That is so angsty

Yeah, I know. Odd thing is I originally sat down with the plan to draw something happy and Sparky. Obviously that plan failed miserably. Darn angst.
But yay for Vixen in Violet getting inspired to draw!

Fic rec! One of my favorite Sparky writers wrote me a fic and that fact alone is making me happy and all giddy, but also, the fic is gorgeous and worth yout time and attention:

Amor Fati (Love your fate) by Speckleberry --- John got to take her hand and lead her home.

Absolutely wonderfully lovely. Thanks for reccing it.

i got one more sparky scene (With a little carson Thrown in) i thought u guys might like it

I just wrote it right now.

Spoiler:

<space>

I like this one too. The banter was well done.

[Probie]

Aw, very sad! But nice job. Actually, you and Probie have inspired me to draw. *hunts for sketchpad*

Oh cool. I can't wait to see what you will draw.

i got one more sparky scene (With a little carson Thrown in) i thought u guys might like it

I just wrote it right now.

Spoiler:

FADE IN:

INT. INFIRMARY - DAY

CLOSE on TEST TUBES and BEAKERS of bubbling liquids, establishing this as The INFIRMARY.

PANNING LEFT we find Sheppard sitting on the edge of a bed, patiently waiting as DR. CARSON BECKETT patches a cut over Sheppard’s eye.


BECKETT
(teasing.)
I’m telling you, Colonel. You’ve got to stop bringin’ ladies home – people will talk.

SHEPPARD
(defensively.)
Oh no, she brought me home. Without my knowledge, I might add. My plan was to gate to the Alpha Site and radio home.

Beckett finishes with the cut, then moves around the bed to a laptop set
up at Sheppard’s bedside. The doctor studies the results on the screen.

BECKETT
Well, disregarding a few minor injuries, you’re just as healthy as when ye left. As far as I’m concerned, you’re cleared for Elizabeth’s briefing.

SHEPPARD
(whining.)
Aw, Doc. Can’t you tell her I’m sick? A nasty alien bug or something?

Beckett’s eyes catch something off camera.

BECKETT
Sorry, Colonel, she already knows.

NEW ANGLE to reveal Weir standing in the doorway, looking unimpressed. Sheppard winces.

SHEPPARD
(making conversation.)
Hey, Elizabeth… What’s on your mind?

Weir remains silent. Her eyes seem calculating, as if trying to determine where to strike first. Sheppard prepares himself for a severe tongue lashing.

Beat.

WEIR
(flatly.)
Wet puppies.

Sheppard’s expression falls into confusion. Weir moves to the foot of the bed

WEIR (CONT’D)
I was going to wait until the meeting to ask this, but since you brought it up… What possessed you to reveal the existence of Atlantis when you were about to blow yourself up to keep it a secret?

Sheppard regains a serious tone.

SHEPPARD
I didn’t tell her anything… At lest, not about where we were.

WEIR
You’re saying she came here all by herself?

SHEPPARD
After the day I had, I’m not sure what I’m saying.

Weir grows silent for a time. Her voice takes on a concerned tone.

WEIR
(slowly.)
That’s actually what I came to talk to you about.

Beckett finishes with the computer. Sensing a moment between Weir and Sheppard, he excuses himself.

BECKETT
If you’ll pardon me, I’ve got other patients to attend to.
(to Weir.)
Elizabeth, he’s all yours.

Weir and Sheppard acknowledge his exit. Weir pauses before she continues.

WEIR
After all that’s happened today, I feel like I have to apologize.

SHEPPARD
Apologize?

WEIR
I was the one who gave the order to raise the shield. If it hadn’t been for… Well… Whatever that was…

Sheppard cuts her off, his tone both soothing and stern.

SHEPPARD
Don’t do this, Elizabeth.

WEIR
Do what?

SHEPPARD
Doubt yourself…
(pouting.)
…It scares me.

Weir smiles wryly. Sheppard continues in a reassuring tone.

SHEPPARD (CONT’D)
…You had no way of knowing it was me and every reason in the world to believe it was the Wraith. I would have made the same decision.

Weir studies him.

WEIR
You can’t know that for sure.

SHEPPARD
Oh yes I can – you aren’t dumb enough to try to gate home without a GDO.

WEIR
(smiles.)
I’m glad you’re back, John.

SHEPPARD
(perking up.)
Beckett mentioned something about a meeting?

WEIR
Yes, Teyla is anxious to speak with you.

Sheppard slides off the bed.

SHEPPARD
I’ll go get my sparring sticks.

WEIR
(confused.)
I don’t think she wants to fight you, John.

SHEPPARD
Oh, I beg to differ.

Weir and Sheppard exit.

This is really good. Keep writing. I love what you do.

[pkprd869]

Lt.Col John Speppard Nice stories. The script format is a nice change of pace from the typical prose. That vid was very angsty indeed.

Probie Nice drawing.

Anuna Good fic rec. No deserts involved too

Vixen in Violet That was a very fluffy fic rec. It was romantic.

Erin87 Your drawing was angsty to the max.

[Scary Kitty]

Good morning, Sparkies! Happy Lazy Sunday!

Hey guys, I've just written a piece of fluff that is not angsty! ('cause we've been seeing a lot of that, think). I hope you can tell me how much in or out of character they are. I dunno, I'm not too thrilled about it, but the idea came to me last night and I wanted to write it up as soon as possible.

You'd Be Surprised

Oh, that's funny! Teyla would so set them up! I can just see her, Ronon and even Rodney sitting around, plotting and planning to get those two together, because they're all being driven nuts by the way that John and Elizabeth keep dancing around each other. Heehee!

Sounds like a lot of fun. Too bad I missed the Spark-a-riffic first three seasons.

I love the leather in BAMSR too.

When we get the best-of S4-5 list done, come on out and join us! There's always room for more Sparkies!

Fic rec! One of my favorite Sparky writers wrote me a fic and that fact alone is making me happy and all giddy, but also, the fic is gorgeous and worth yout time and attention:

Amor Fati (Love your fate) by Speckleberry --- John got to take her hand and lead her home.

*flails and squees* Lizzie's home in Atlantis and everything is right with the world again. Thank you for reccing this, it's lovely!

i got one more sparky scene (With a little carson Thrown in) i thought u guys might like it

I just wrote it right now.

Spoiler:

FADE IN:

INT. INFIRMARY - DAY

CLOSE on TEST TUBES and BEAKERS of bubbling liquids, establishing this as The INFIRMARY.

PANNING LEFT we find Sheppard sitting on the edge of a bed, patiently waiting as DR. CARSON BECKETT patches a cut over Sheppard’s eye.


BECKETT
(teasing.)
I’m telling you, Colonel. You’ve got to stop bringin’ ladies home – people will talk.

SHEPPARD
(defensively.)
Oh no, she brought me home. Without my knowledge, I might add. My plan was to gate to the Alpha Site and radio home.

Beckett finishes with the cut, then moves around the bed to a laptop set
up at Sheppard’s bedside. The doctor studies the results on the screen.

BECKETT
Well, disregarding a few minor injuries, you’re just as healthy as when ye left. As far as I’m concerned, you’re cleared for Elizabeth’s briefing.

SHEPPARD
(whining.)
Aw, Doc. Can’t you tell her I’m sick? A nasty alien bug or something?

Beckett’s eyes catch something off camera.

BECKETT
Sorry, Colonel, she already knows.

NEW ANGLE to reveal Weir standing in the doorway, looking unimpressed. Sheppard winces.

SHEPPARD
(making conversation.)
Hey, Elizabeth… What’s on your mind?

Weir remains silent. Her eyes seem calculating, as if trying to determine where to strike first. Sheppard prepares himself for a severe tongue lashing.

Beat.

WEIR
(flatly.)
Wet puppies.

Sheppard’s expression falls into confusion. Weir moves to the foot of the bed

WEIR (CONT’D)
I was going to wait until the meeting to ask this, but since you brought it up… What possessed you to reveal the existence of Atlantis when you were about to blow yourself up to keep it a secret?

Sheppard regains a serious tone.

SHEPPARD
I didn’t tell her anything… At lest, not about where we were.

WEIR
You’re saying she came here all by herself?

SHEPPARD
After the day I had, I’m not sure what I’m saying.

Weir grows silent for a time. Her voice takes on a concerned tone.

WEIR
(slowly.)
That’s actually what I came to talk to you about.

Beckett finishes with the computer. Sensing a moment between Weir and Sheppard, he excuses himself.

BECKETT
If you’ll pardon me, I’ve got other patients to attend to.
(to Weir.)
Elizabeth, he’s all yours.

Weir and Sheppard acknowledge his exit. Weir pauses before she continues.

WEIR
After all that’s happened today, I feel like I have to apologize.

SHEPPARD
Apologize?

WEIR
I was the one who gave the order to raise the shield. If it hadn’t been for… Well… Whatever that was…

Sheppard cuts her off, his tone both soothing and stern.

SHEPPARD
Don’t do this, Elizabeth.

WEIR
Do what?

SHEPPARD
Doubt yourself…
(pouting.)
…It scares me.

Weir smiles wryly. Sheppard continues in a reassuring tone.

SHEPPARD (CONT’D)
…You had no way of knowing it was me and every reason in the world to believe it was the Wraith. I would have made the same decision.

Weir studies him.

WEIR
You can’t know that for sure.

SHEPPARD
Oh yes I can – you aren’t dumb enough to try to gate home without a GDO.

WEIR
(smiles.)
I’m glad you’re back, John.

SHEPPARD
(perking up.)
Beckett mentioned something about a meeting?

WEIR
Yes, Teyla is anxious to speak with you.

Sheppard slides off the bed.

SHEPPARD
I’ll go get my sparring sticks.

WEIR
(confused.)
I don’t think she wants to fight you, John.

SHEPPARD
Oh, I beg to differ.

Weir and Sheppard exit.

AHAHAHAH! Oh, that's hilarious! 'Wet puppies.' *dies laughing*

[Southern Red]

How about one of our favorite flirty moments? Cheeky.

Spoiler:

[Janet Fraiser]

Fic rec! One of my favorite Sparky writers wrote me a fic and that fact alone is making me happy and all giddy, but also, the fic is gorgeous and worth yout time and attention:

Amor Fati (Love your fate) by Speckleberry --- John got to take her hand and lead her home.

Omg, that's a beautiful fic. Thanks for recommending it.

i got one more sparky scene (With a little carson Thrown in) i thought u guys might like it

I just wrote it right now.

Spoiler:

I really like this. Also, I like your style of script writing. I think if you prefer that style over regular story formatting, you should totally keep doing what you want.

has anyone seen this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-ZW4...eature=related. ? cause it made me crack a tear.

Aw, I almost cried too. I like the story the video maker came up with.

*grins*
fluff!!
I think they're IC.
And it was very cute. I can totally imagine Teyla setting them up

Thank you. I'm glad to hear that because I never took drawing lessons and I do this for fun.

I love your fic. Now I'm a big fan of Teyla.lol

Nice. I can see Teyla getting fed up with their circling of each other and taking matters into her own hands.

Hurray for fluff! Read and reviewed

Oh, that's funny! Teyla would so set them up! I can just see her, Ronon and even Rodney sitting around, plotting and planning to get those two together, because they're all being driven nuts by the way that John and Elizabeth keep dancing around each other. Heehee!

Lt.Col John Speppard Nice stories. The script format is a nice change of pace from the typical prose. That vid was very angsty indeed.

Probie Nice drawing.

Anuna Good fic rec. No deserts involved too

Vixen in Violet That was a very fluffy fic rec. It was romantic.

Erin87 Your drawing was angsty to the max.

Thank you for taking the time to read it. I know it's not as good as most of those plot-driven fics out there or the awesomeness that was "Amor Fati", but who doesn't enjoy happy fluff once in a while? At least I do, lol. To be honest, though, I think I need help when it comes to writing real stories. Lately, I keep doubting something will work in my writing and I will take forever to make sure I have each part the way I like it. It's weird, since writing used to be something I could do so freely, but now I feel like I have to take forever to make it any good.. lol. Guess I should keep plugging away at it..

[Scary Kitty]

How about one of our favorite flirty moments? Cheeky.

Spoiler:

There can never be enough cheeky.

Thank you for taking the time to read it. I know it's not as good as most of those plot-driven fics out there or the awesomeness that was "Amor Fati", but who doesn't enjoy happy fluff once in a while? At least I do, lol. To be honest, though, I think I need help when it comes to writing real stories. Lately, I keep doubting something will work in my writing and I will take forever to make sure I have each part the way I like it. It's weird, since writing used to be something I could do so freely, but now I feel like I have to take forever to make it any good.. lol. Guess I should keep plugging away at it..

Fluff is always welcome!

Believe me, I understand where you're coming from with the 'taking forever to make sure every part of a story is the way I like it' thing. My Big Bang story is like that; I've been picking away at the idea for the past two years, trying to figure out the backstory and how I wanted everything to go. But it was only once I signed up for the challenge that I finally got down to actually writing the story. Just keep writing, and it will come to you.

[Lt.Colonel John Sheppard]

Thank you to all those that enjoyed my style of writing i promise i'll try not to let u guys down.

[Southern Red]

Omg, that's a beautiful fic. Thanks for recommending it.



I really like this. Also, I like your style of script writing. I think if you prefer that style over regular story formatting, you should totally keep doing what you want.



Aw, I almost cried too. I like the story the video maker came up with.













Thank you for taking the time to read it. I know it's not as good as most of those plot-driven fics out there or the awesomeness that was "Amor Fati", but who doesn't enjoy happy fluff once in a while? At least I do, lol. To be honest, though, I think I need help when it comes to writing real stories. Lately, I keep doubting something will work in my writing and I will take forever to make sure I have each part the way I like it. It's weird, since writing used to be something I could do so freely, but now I feel like I have to take forever to make it any good.. lol. Guess I should keep plugging away at it..

The only way to get better at writing is to write. You're off to a great start.

[Lt.Colonel John Sheppard]

SR what does ur Sig Say I've talked to friends i've talked to god but i cant make out the rest of it. care to fill in the blanks.

[pkprd869]

SR what does ur Sig Say I've talked to friends i've talked to god but i cant make out the rest of it. care to fill in the blanks.

I've always wondered that too. It's like one of those eternal questions we contemplate. What is the meaning life? Why are we here? What is it Meatloaf won't do for love? What does Southern Red's sig say?

[Southern Red]

SR what does ur Sig Say I've talked to friends i've talked to god but i cant make out the rest of it. care to fill in the blanks.

I've always wondered that too. It's like one of those eternal questions we contemplate. What is the meaning life? Why are we here? What is it Meatloaf won't do for love? What does Southern Red's sig say?

Ha ha, you guys are comedians today I see.

It's from a song by Keith Anderson called "I Still Miss You". It's a pretty much perfect country song. Here are the lyrics. Very Sparky I thought.

[Lt.Colonel John Sheppard]

Ha ha, you guys are comedians today I see.

It's from a song by Keith Anderson called "I Still Miss You". It's a pretty much perfect country song. Here are the lyrics. Very Sparky I thought.

yeah that is some song and thanks.

[Erin87]

Ha ha, you guys are comedians today I see.

It's from a song by Keith Anderson called "I Still Miss You". It's a pretty much perfect country song. Here are the lyrics. Very Sparky I thought.

Wow. That does fit really well. I thought these lines were particularly Sparky:
I never knew til you were gone
how many pages you were on

Sadness.

On another note, I just watched Ghost in the Machine again. Gah! If it wasn't for the marvelous acting of Joe Flanigan and the moments of angst I would hate and despise that ep with a passion for what it does to her. Stupidest ending ever! There is no way that Elizabeth's story ends like that. Three years she's in charge of the expedition, and this is her grand send off? I don't think so. *goes off to live in my world of happy denial* That is not how it ends. I refuse to accept it. So there.