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Say guys? Remember that comment fic post?

Well... I only ended up writing two of the prompts.

title, rating: there's a stone in my bed, pg13
fandom, pairing, count: stargate: atlantis, ronon/john, 302
notes: written for [livejournal.com profile] gigglemonster, future fic, no s5 spoilers

It's after Ronon's gone, and John can still feel the empty spot at his side. A new team member fills the space, but not quite, not fully. Every meeting, every mission, every crisis, he finds himself forgetting that Ronon's not there, turning to his left, eyes traveling a bit to high. A constant void that knocks him off his game for just a second, half that, but enough to make a difference, make him weaker, make him scared.

He's off-world, some vacant planet with a tiny group of natives in need of medicine and supplies after an attack by two lone wraith. It's this more than anything else, these days, after the fall. He can't say he doesn't miss the excitement, but Pegasus is safer now, and he sleeps better knowing that.

Except tonight.

It's midnight, and he hears footfalls outside his tent, whispers, his name, a voice low, rough.

His hand finds the cold metal beside him on the ground, finger steady on the trigger. But it's Ronon who pushes his way through the flap, and then John's on his feet, his fingers at the back of Ronon's neck, thumb brushing his tattoo, mouths crushing against each other's.

"Where the hell have you been?" He whispers, lips wet and still close enough that they brush lightly against Ronon's.

"Had things to take care of," Ronon grunts in his usual unconcerned way, fingers sliding under John's shirt, brushing the skin just above the tops of his pants.

And John smiles. God help him. What else did he expect?

"Don't ever do that again," he orders, his face suddenly stern. He's only able to hold it for a second though, because by then, Ronon's tugging his shirt over his head and pulling him down to the soft padding on the ground.

Tomorrow, he thinks. We'll talk about it tomorrow.

-fin



title, rating: empty bellies, open hands, pg13
fandom, pairing, count: tscc, john/cameron (allison), 147
notes: future fic, written for [livejournal.com profile] alissabobissa

When John meets Allison for the first time, he feels like he's been punched in the stomach.

Her hands are dirty and the bunker is crowded, full of empty bellies and open hands. She spoons hot soup into metal cups and smiles at him for the first time. (For the thousandth time.)

He knows her. Knows everything about her. That lop-sided grin. (Was it ever real?) The curve of her spine underneath his fingertips as she arches into him. (That, he is sure, was real.) The sheen of sweat along her shoulders and neck as the ceiling fan whirs above them, her arm draped around his middle, her form tucked at his side, her hot breath on his skin as she sleeps.

He was foolish enough to believe he knew all that there was to know. But she had kept this, this one thing, her secret.

Allison.

-fin.

Date: 2009-01-04 04:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grey853.livejournal.com
I like the Ronon/Shep story. Very nicely done.

Date: 2009-01-04 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
Thanks very much. My very first SGA fic and written as a request. Thanks for taking the time to comment.

Date: 2009-01-04 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nursedarry.livejournal.com
Yes, I remember that post. *Drums fingers on desk*

:)

Date: 2009-01-05 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
Haha, sorry. Muse is not cooperating lately. I really had to struggle to get my two committed holiday fics out. I had hoped that post would jump-start my muse but it didn't do the trick exactly. It died again shortly thereafter. Though I do plan on coming back to them if I feel inspired! I don't have any other commitments so those will be first on the list once I do find the muse again!

Date: 2009-01-05 12:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ltcoljsheppard.livejournal.com
That was quite good. It was touching and "real"... nicely done. - JS

Date: 2009-01-05 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
Aw, well thank you so much. My first time playing in this fandom and it's hard to figure out how to work with these characters. For me, anyway. Especially because of the overall tone of the show. It means a lot that you took the time to comment! Thanks!

Date: 2009-01-05 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boom-queen.livejournal.com
Ooooh, I kind of love the John/Ronon one. Good push-pull between them :)

Date: 2009-01-05 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
Thank ya! I was so nervous about writing this fandom. It's... kinda overwhelming if you know what I mean. But I'm just glad I got to write this pairing, hehe. I like McShep a heck of a lot too, but... Mmmm Ronon/John? Yum.

Date: 2009-01-05 03:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gottalovev.livejournal.com
ohh, the first John/Ronon fic I read! and it's great! =D lovely ficlet, made me want more =D

oh and it's your first time doing it? wow. although I am not surprised, you have so much talent :)

Date: 2009-01-07 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
Nawwwww. Hehehe. Thank you hon!

Date: 2009-01-11 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] absynthedrinker.livejournal.com
I for one can't believe there aren't more Ro/Shep stories, but this one is well done Cricket. Thanks

Peace,
Bubba

Date: 2009-02-04 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crickets.livejournal.com
I know! How come there aren't more of this pairing? (Besides the obvious fandom-wide otp of McShep.) I tend to multi-ship so I'm definitely down for the Ronon/John fic. Thanks for reading! Sorry this reply is so late!

Date: 2011-10-03 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] earnmysong.livejournal.com
GUH. The TSCC one. I HAVE NO WORDS RIGHT NOW EXCEPT...♥♥♥♥ (Just finished the series last night and...this was exactly what I needed.)

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