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Vendredi: Time

Hello, I’m little_huntress and I've been having fun being your host this week.🙂 Today's theme is Time⏰. Feel free to interpret the theme in any way you want. Happy prompting and writing!

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+ Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, she kept the Time-Turner.
+ The Mortal Instruments, Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane, living with forever looming over.
+ Sense8, Any, their future is uncertain.

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Jan. 13th, 2017 01:27 pm (UTC)
Stargate Multiverse, Any,

The distance is what’s killing me
Time and space have become the enemy
(Hot Chelle Rae)
Feb. 27th, 2017 12:35 am (UTC)
Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Past-John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay. BIS AU.
Rodney, as John remembered him, was snappish but loyal and unfailingly protective of those around him. His eyes would sparkle with every new piece of tech that was revealed; he'd lick his lips greedily when he was in the presence of a ZPM, and John would always have to stop himself from stealing kisses in those moments.

His first Rodney had been heavier, hungrier, and turned into one hell of a runner after joining AR-1. John had teased him mercilessly at it all, only to have Rodney retort about John's early-days death wishes and his obsession with turkey sandwiches.

This Rodney wouldn't be able to do the same: he was blind, those once-gorgeous blue eyes lost in a haze of white, and as thin as John, with scarring over his face and torso. He was well-muscled, admittedly, but he'd been a prisoner of the Ori during the height of the war and had never regained both the weight and the hunger he'd had before.

He had also lost his John only days into their captivity.

(Atlantis whispered to John, Be careful. He is cauti and with reason.

Well aware, thanks.


It was part of the reason it'd taken him so long to finally close the distance between them; he'd bridged himself with Elizabeth, with Jeannie, with Radek and Carson, and would soon with Teyla and Ronon, but Rodney he'd fled from.

Now he'd finally built up his courage and stood, shuffling from foot to foot and back, in front of Rodney's door. He'd yet to ring the bell, but he knew that Rodney was well aware of who was lingering beyond it.

And when the door slid open, John was unsurprised to find Rodney's large German Sheppard Dog sitting primly before him. Major sniffed the air and looked back at Rodney, whining at the man, and John hoped it meant he'd passed whatever test the dog had for letting people close to his master.

He got the answer when Rodney told him, “You better come inside before a rumor starts,” the words only slightly slurred.

“I thought the rumors already started.”

“Just get in here.”

He went then, a little bit on autopilot as memories flooded through his mind: this, once upon a time, had been their room.

Silently, the pair moved from foyer to balcony, Atlantis ever so helpfully reminding him to stay away from the railing he'd once hung from during a Wraith incursion. The pair of loungers out there were, thankfully, nothing like the couch they'd kept for nights when the walls felt they were closing in and they'd slept outside with the ocean as white noise.

There was still nothing said once they were seated, the awkwardness between them palpable, until John could no longer take it and said, “I should have brought beer.”

“What beer? You have beer? How did you get beer?”

“I have my ways.”

Rodney snorted at that. “You always do,” he remarked, then seemed to realize what he'd said and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he said, “I thought it would get easier after a few weeks.”


“I dealt with losing him. I grieved.” John nodded, but said nothing and Rodney added, “So did you, I know.”

Blowing out a breath, John murmured, “Yeah,” and then, “Brings it all back, though.”

“It does.” Rodney turned his face into the breeze, one hand absently dipping to stroke over Major's fur. “Everything.”

He didn't know why he did it, but John told him, “I'm sorry,” and Rodney told him, “Don't be stupid. You didn't kill him and you didn't expect this.”

“No. I didn't. But I hoped like hell that you'd be here when I came out of that icebox.” Another few moments, then John went on, “We're not the same guys we remember. You're not as stubborn and I'm... well, I am not the guy who was fighting Ori with ha'taks.”


“So we're actually meeting for the first time, aren't we? I know your name, I think, but not anything else. Hell, I don't even know if you're still allergic to lemon...”

Rodney's eyebrow went up. “Lemon?”

“My Rodney would go into anaphylaxis at the sight of one”

“I see.”

A minute passed, and, hesitantly, Rodney stuck his hand toward John; he held it there, waiting, until John took it. “Pleased to meet you. Rodney Ingram McKay.”

“John Sheppard. Likewise.”

Edited at 2017-02-27 12:39 am (UTC)
Feb. 27th, 2017 02:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Past-John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay. BIS AU.
Oh, man. So good! And so emotional. Rodney and John both have to deal with their losses, and I can't imagine how hard that must be when a version of that person is still there in front of them. I love that they introduce themselves, starting fresh. ::smishes them::
Feb. 28th, 2017 02:53 am (UTC)
Re: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Past-John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay. BIS AU.
I really hadn't expected to come back to this 'verse, but oh, I'm so looking forward to exploring it some more. Especially because of those pesky emotions: even in this universe, the boys are stilted as always. <3
Feb. 27th, 2017 05:56 pm (UTC)
RE: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Past-John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay. BIS AU.
Oh, this is rough, both of them suffered so much loss. I like how they are sensible and careful with each other, not trying to dive headlong into what they sort of once had. And I like this version of Rodney very much.
Feb. 28th, 2017 02:58 am (UTC)
Re: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Past-John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Rodney McKay. BIS AU.
Me too re: this version of Rodney. I've reminded myself why I wanted to go this route with him too; there's something about him having gone down a different path, one that really showed his bravery, that intrigues me.


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