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a few drabbles.
I've gone a little out of order, because some of these proved easier than others, and my goal was to be less fraught over writing. Herewith, my first words of SG-1 in a year and a half, and my first SGA ever...
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splash_the_cat asked for Sam and Daniel. Scrabble.
SG-1: Travel Size
Daniel found the travel set in his pack, the third day out on the Odyssey. Jack used to play sometimes, grumbling all the while about geeks, and when he played he would drag Teal'c along. But both of them were in another galaxy now. He could teach Vala to play, but just the idea gave him a headache. Cameron would think it was a joke or worse, he'd see the scuffs and improvised tiles and realize this was a Genuine Relic of SG-1, and take it seriously.
When he knocked, Sam opened her door and said only, "Ooh, Scrabble!"
aneli8 wanted One hundred words of John/Rodney in which Rodney doesn't talk.
SGA: Shh
"We have to be quiet," John whispered, just as his flashlight beam hit Rodney's face. Rodney glared at him above the gag.
John reached out with his knife, then hesitated. If he left it in place, Rodney would be sure to stay quiet, and it really was vital.
Rodney punched him, hard, in the arm, and made an angry noise through the gag; no use. John caught his chin and slid the blade between his cheek and the cloth, slicing through quickly. Rodney's mouth opened even as the gag fell away, and John darted in for a quick, silencing kiss.
monroe_nell suggested (and HAD BETTER LOVE) John/Rodney with a kitten.
SGA: Warm and Fuzzy
The fur between the kitten's ears was black and spiky. His eyes were wide, hazel, disturbingly intelligent. His tail flicked in a perfect feline equivalent of a lazy smirk, and the worst part was that this was not even the weirdest thing to prevent Rodney from getting laid this week.
He picked up the kitten and sat down on the bed, and John instantly climbed up his jacket to his shoulder, purring. Rodney lifted his chin, muttering, "You're cute as a kitten."
"Rodney?" John called from the bathroom. "Who are you talking to?"
Rodney dropped the kitten. "Um! No one!"
splash_the_cat asked for Sam and Daniel. Scrabble.SG-1: Travel Size
Daniel found the travel set in his pack, the third day out on the Odyssey. Jack used to play sometimes, grumbling all the while about geeks, and when he played he would drag Teal'c along. But both of them were in another galaxy now. He could teach Vala to play, but just the idea gave him a headache. Cameron would think it was a joke or worse, he'd see the scuffs and improvised tiles and realize this was a Genuine Relic of SG-1, and take it seriously.
When he knocked, Sam opened her door and said only, "Ooh, Scrabble!"
aneli8 wanted One hundred words of John/Rodney in which Rodney doesn't talk.SGA: Shh
"We have to be quiet," John whispered, just as his flashlight beam hit Rodney's face. Rodney glared at him above the gag.
John reached out with his knife, then hesitated. If he left it in place, Rodney would be sure to stay quiet, and it really was vital.
Rodney punched him, hard, in the arm, and made an angry noise through the gag; no use. John caught his chin and slid the blade between his cheek and the cloth, slicing through quickly. Rodney's mouth opened even as the gag fell away, and John darted in for a quick, silencing kiss.
monroe_nell suggested (and HAD BETTER LOVE) John/Rodney with a kitten.SGA: Warm and Fuzzy
The fur between the kitten's ears was black and spiky. His eyes were wide, hazel, disturbingly intelligent. His tail flicked in a perfect feline equivalent of a lazy smirk, and the worst part was that this was not even the weirdest thing to prevent Rodney from getting laid this week.
He picked up the kitten and sat down on the bed, and John instantly climbed up his jacket to his shoulder, purring. Rodney lifted his chin, muttering, "You're cute as a kitten."
"Rodney?" John called from the bathroom. "Who are you talking to?"
Rodney dropped the kitten. "Um! No one!"