IJ Danielle (dmitchell1985) wrote in gunsandphysics, @ 2007-12-07 14:58:00 |
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FIC: Three Drabbles [1 - PG-15, 1 - PG-15/16 & 1 - R-ish]
Warning!: Okay, I am warning you now in red, where everyone can see it. This is definitely the darkest of the drabbles so far. They are, in some ways, all out creepy. If you don't want to read something that will squick you, I do suggest that you pass on these drabbles and check out some of my nicer ones.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: Reasons to Stay on Atlantis
Rating: PG-15-ish – for the blood-y bits and overall feel.
Pairing: Ronon Dex/Rodney McKay
Warnings: I guess that I should call it torture.
Spoilers: Hit-and-run spoiler for “Tao of Rodney”
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Table 1 :: #8 – Blood
Rodney watched as the braided leather flew through the air to smash into flesh. Newly-smoothed skin was torn open, splattering blood to the ground. A choked off scream was the only response, but Rodney and Ronon’s tormentor both knew Ronon would scream aloud before the end.
Rodney accepted this as his doing. He’d pushed Elizabeth to check out yet another abandoned project, only to be accosted by prejudiced villagers that punished “the immoral,” as they were called.
If this was the first punishment for being gay, Rodney feared what else was to come.
He did know that he was next.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: Nourish Me
Rating: R – because even I’m kinda creeped out by this.
Pairing: Ronon Dex/Rodney McKay
Warnings: Creepiness! Hee.
Spoilers: None for the series.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Table 1 :: #32 – Legend
Author's Notes: Is yet another drabbles that I want to turn into an all out fic.
Rodney was starving and stranded.
The position of Angry Natives of the Week was being filled by the Amayans. They were more hunters than gathers, and they’d taken Ronon into the jungle hours ago.
The party’d returned without Ronon. Rodney worried, but the Amayans had brought back meat they demanded he cook.
He’d swallowed his first bite when their leader spoke.
“Your friend made good sport.”
Rodney looked down at the meat in his hands and up at the leader wearing Ronon’s necklace. It registered immediately; the hunting and the Ancients habit of omitting information.
Rodney promptly threw up.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: Sending The Message
Rating: PG-15 or 16 – I think. Not really sure.
Pairing: Ronon Dex/Rodney McKay :: Ronon Dex/Multiple Others
Warnings: The sheer creepiness of this.
Spoilers: Ambiguous late S3 into S4 casting spoiler.
Disclaimer: Don’t own.
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Table 1 :: #41 – Pounce
Author's Notes: Wrote this after watching one of those spoiler SciFi interviews.
It was becoming quite a collection, Rodney’s side-work. It had grown larger than he anticipated, but that had been a result of people who didn’t acknowledge boundaries.
Rodney could appreciate platonic touching as much as anyone, but there were lines some people seemed determined to cross. Lines that included unnecessarily bumping into or rubbing against Ronon. He saw the fascination, but then, Ronon belonged to him.
He tossed his newest contribution to the pile of staff members he’d had to get rid of and looked down on her twisted limbs. It was a pity.
He kind of liked Dr. Keller.