drabble meme

[renisanz]

From mrsvc :

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character (from one of my usual fandoms). Original fic requests are also allowed-- as long as they are from something you know I am writing/have been writing. In return, those ten people have to post this in their journals, regardless of their ability level.

My fandoms: Big Bang Theory, Stargate Atlantis*

*I've never written TBBT fic, so I may sub fan art instead. Also, no Leonard/Penny. Pairings I favor include Sheldon/Penny, Ronon/Keller, Ronon/Amelia, John/Teyla.

TBBT: "A Viable Pursuit" . PG . Sheldon/Penny . bunus: ART by patronuscharms 
SGA: "Something Real" . G . Ronon/Elizabeth
SGA: "Caught" . PG. John/Teyla

Comments

fic: "Something Real," Ronon/Elizabeth

[renisanz.livejournal.com]

Timeline: Season 4, sometime during "Lifeline"

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She turned at the sound of the door swishing open. She should probably be resting, having just cheated death, but sleep was elusive as it always had been. Maybe she was afraid of the dreams she'd have with Nanites swimming around in her brain. Would they materialize into her subconscious, as they had in the past. How could she be sure that the same thing wasn't happening that had before. Maybe Atlantis was safe, and this was all an elaborate illusion.

"Hey," She turned, then, at hearing his gruff voice. Heavy, booted feet crossed the room to her.

"You okay," he asked, and she looked up to see his green eyes filled with concern and...something else.

"No, not really, but I suppose that wouldn't matter to any one," she sighed, meeting his eyes.

"Why not?" He crossed his arms over his broad chest.

"It was a mistake for them to do this. John should have known this was too great of a risk, a security risk even. I don't want to live knowing there's a small chance I could be turned into a weapon to be used against you. Against everyone I'm supposed to protect."

Ronon tilted his head to the side and then, to her surprise, dropped beside her on the bed, the weight of him causing her to lean into him a bit. His arm was warm against hers.

"He did what he thought he needed to."

"Yeah, well, that's not much comfort now."

Ronon didn't have any more words, for he shrugged, his arm rubbing against hers.

She stared down at her hands folded in her lap itching for something to do with them to stamp down the strange urge she had to touch him.

Then something brushed against her neck, the backside of his hand, and she turned her face to him as his fingers snagged around the back of her neck, massaging. His beard tickled her chin before his mouth brushed brushed against hers, a hint of pressure—of promise—before he pulled away and enveloped her in his arms.

Could this be real?

For the moment, she didn't care.

..........

A/N: Hope this is ok. Never written Elizabeth's POV or Liz/Ronon.

Re: fic: "Something Real," Ronon/Elizabeth

[beth-soprano.livejournal.com]

(*headdesk* Meant to comment on this, not on the post in general.)

Thanks! I loved it. The drabble's really great.

Re: fic: "Something Real," Ronon/Elizabeth

[renisanz.livejournal.com]

Ah. :) Thanks. I wanted your approval before I posted this anywhere else. I'm not opposed to Ronon/Elizabeth, just never written it. And I think it's difficult to find a right moment where they would be intimate.