i may be a bird in a cage but at least it's your cage

insta-rec (supernatural): little pink houses for you and me by _cee. the winchesters and a car, and it's stylistically stunning and like a shot to the gut and it left me gaping. r for sex and ... well. you know.

right. off to parts frozen-north-filled-with-people-who-can't-cook-grits-but-also-not-coincidentally-with-boyfriend-and-bff. back to the hill sunday night. don't burn the place down. feedback makes the kitty a happy girl. etc.

and ... fic.

Title: i'm tired of making friends (and i'm tired of making time)
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Rating: PG, John Sheppard gen with a side of Sheppard/McKay and Sheppard/OFC. 2500 words.
Disclaimer: If I owned them ... well. I'm just screwing around, here.
Summary: Four Marine Corps bases and two red-haired girls John Sheppard never loved, and six highways and one astrophysicist he did.

( John was 25 and flying fighter jets in Bosnia, when he realized that the last time he was genuinely happy, he was 8 years old and his father was stationed at Pendleton. )