khriskin: (Stargate)
TITLE: Scorned And Covered With Scars*
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
LENGTH/RATING: 100 words, PG
SUMMARY: This is what he keeps.


This is what he keeps, the one memory out of everything that's left behind, remnants of a life played out against a backdrop that still feels unreal. The SGC would disapprove, so he gives them the answers they want instead; alien sunsets and pristine beaches, harvest festivals and rose-colored yesterdays.

And when he's sent home, like a warhorse retired to empty fields, he cracks open a beer, looks up at the stars, and remembers. Remembers when the sky was filled with an endless stream of fire, and the shield was failing, and how they faced the impossible.

And won.

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* Lyrics from "The Impossible Dream" from MAN OF LA MANCHA (1972) music by Mitch Leigh and lyrics by Joe Darion. "STARGATE ATLANTIS", "STARGATE SG1" and other related entities are owned, (TM) and © by MGM TELEVISION and DOUBLE SECRET PRODUCTION in association with GEKKO FILMS and THE SCIFI CHANNEL. All rights reserved. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.
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khriskin: House M.D. Icon (House)
"You," the fictive pointed his cane in the general direction of the Writer, "suck." He waited a moment for a reaction, trying to find the best lounging position on the couch. The suspiciously comfy couch, come to think of it. When the Writer continued to ignore him House poked one of the pillows just to see if was somehow leaking Viocdin. Nope, just cat fur.

"Have I mentioned that you suck? Recently?" Still ignored, he leaned over the back of the couch and poked the Writer with his cane. "Hullo, Earth to Writer: I'm bored, entertain me."

"Last time I checked, entertainment was your job, not mine." The Writer frowned at the computer screen, then set about rearranging the last paragraph of the fic-in-progress. High doses of NyQuil did not make for the most coherent plotting.

"Diagnostician, actually. Not my fault you find me entertaining." He settled back into the comfy couch and glared over at the cat who had settled herself in on the far arm and was glaring back. "Shoo furball."

:No.:

"You have a telepathic cat?" He raised an eyebrow and the cat yawned. "Quaint."

"She's not a cat, she's an Avatar," the Writer scanned the next scene and wondered why on earth she had ever thought that putting Rodney in any position of power was a good idea. Next time he swung by to bitch (and drink all the coffee), they'd have to talk. Or more accurately, she'd talk and he'd ignore her. Again. She decided to work Radek into the scene to annoy him.

"An Avatar of what?"

"My cat."

There was a long pause as the fictive attempted to follow the circular logic. "You do realize that makes no sense."

"Welcome to my world." The Writer paused to transplant an inquisitive PlotBunny from the computer desk back onto the floor. It hopped off in search of more hospitable climes, heading back under the bed to hang with the rest of the warren. "Now are you going to do something useful or just co-opt my couch?"

"You aren't using it."

"Yeah, but the vampire, two immortals, and one increasingly grumpy theoretical physicist are. So either find something useful to do, or I'm dumping you in a crossover."

"With a theoretical physicist?"

"With the vampire."

"I think OSHA has laws against that."

"You're a fictive, OSHA is probably more worried about my mental health at this point. Besides, I'm beginning to think you and Spike deserve each other." She shoed yet another PlotBunny off the computer desk. It promptly collided with another bun and there was a short violent battle of the fandoms. The Writer grabbed the pale blue Who!bun by the scruff and glared down at the neon pink Highlander!bun (who didn't look at all sorry about the whole affair).

House wondered if the couch was hallucinogenic. "Just what kind of Writer are you?"

"Busy." She skritched the Who!bun who happily sprawled in her lap and made faces at the Highlander!bun. "Now why don't you wander off to SubReality like a good little fictive and let me work." There was a pause. "They serve alcohol."

"Ah."

"And if you hit it during MarySue hour, there'll be a whole herd of empathic healers falling all over themselves to take away your pain." She tossed him the keys to the fictive!Harley. "Just don't bring them home, k? I have enough of those hanging around the house as it is."

:I am not a MarySue.:

"No, you're the telepathic companion animal, which makes me the MarySue. Now scat, and try not to get House into too much trouble." The Writer refocused on the fic-in-progress, absently skritching the PlotBunny.

"I'm taking the cat to a bar?"

"Nope, she's taking you. And if anyone asks, you've never met the bunny slippers."

House decided a) he really didn't want to know, and b) he could use a drink. So he sighed, levered himself off the couch and gave the cat a measuring look. "After you?"

:Always.:


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khriskin: (Stargate)
TITLE: Happily Ever After
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
LENGTH/RATING: 100 words, PG
SUMMARY: John and Ronon have a slight disagreement...


Pegasus fairy tales don't wait for happy endings to find true love. There are no tidy resolutions, no happily-ever-afters, because Pegasus stories never end.

It frustrates John as much as John's stories frustrate Ronon.

John wants the villain vanquished, the hundred years of peace, the hand of the princess. Ronon wants the king to act when the first son goes missing, wants villagers to fight their own dragons, wants princesses like Leia, not Snow White.

Eventually John stops adding 'rocks fall, everyone dies' to pauses in Ronon's serial tales, and Ronon stops asking 'and then what?' at every happily-ever-after.

Eventually.

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khriskin: (Where the Ocean Meets the Sky)
TITLE: Equivalent Exchange
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
AU: Where the Ocean Meets the Sky
LENGTH/RATING: 100 words, PG
SUMMARY: Some things are only gained through loss...


She had never expected to be happy. Not here, now, trapped in voluntary exile, hovering on that thin blue line between sea and sky. In one step they had lost Earth and gained-- gained something she still didn't have a name for. Family was too narrow somehow, but she had no other words that fit. Elizabeth sat in the messhall watching the city ebb and flow around her. Soaking in the smiles, the laughter, the sense that somehow the months of terror and loss had made them something more, not less.

They had lost Earth, but they had found Atlantis.

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khriskin: (Where the Ocean Meets the Sky)
TITLE: Matronales Feriae
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
AU: Where the Ocean Meets the Sky
LENGTH/RATING: 100 words, PG
SUMMARY: Starting over also means letting go.


There's something inherently cruel about holidays that celebrate what you've lost, so one by one they've let them slip away, forgotten as the years roll by. A double handful of cultures' traditions fading into the sea, because they'd made the choice knowing what they'd have to leave behind, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. So there are no Hallmark Holidays, no solemn reminders of who and what they'd left across that blue horizon. Instead they focus on each other, tight and fierce, each birthday, award, event, celebrated because it's what they have, what they are.

And that's enough.

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