Drabbles + Art: Ancient City Bingo Fills
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danceswithgaryTitle: Ancient City Bingo
Author/Artist: danceswithgary
Pairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: G to PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 13 x100
Summary: A set of unrelated drabbles w/art created based on prompts for Ancient City Bingo. All of the artworks are Photoshop manipulations using multiple source images. The beautiful glassworks in several of the artworks are by Dale Chihuly, the rest of my sources are listed in my profile.
My Bingo Card
Prompt: Didn't See That Coming
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Long Ago Not Far Away
John always insists he's the first into any area they explore, one way of keeping his Rodney safe. Face-to-face with another him in stasis has John wishing he'd let Rodney go first for once. Studying familiar frozen features, noting lines and strain he hadn't seen in the mirror a few hours earlier, John wonders if thawing himself out is a good idea.
Rodney's determination to save John from dying alone forty-some centuries ahead is a bright spot in a bleak future, notwithstanding miscalculations returning John ninety-six years too soon with Atlantis underwater.
Their first problem to tackle?
John doesn't share.
Prompt: To the rescue!
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Deep Trouble
Rodney began to panic as the water poured in through the jammed control room door. Drowning was one of his least favorite ways to die, but everything he'd tried to keep Atlantis afloat during the storm had failed. She was sinking fast, her shields gone, bulkheads crumpling under tons of pressure. His only consolation was everyone else had evacuated safely and he'd be the only fatality, which wasn't actually that consoling.
A rumbling whoosh banished Rodney's fear. Gliding through the stargate and rising water, a 'jumper turned 180 degrees, hovering by the stairs, hatch open.
John hadn't left Rodney behind.
Prompt: Who's in my body now?
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Stoned Again
"Did you find it?"
Glancing toward the Ancient communication device sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Rodney grimaced. "Not…exactly."
"What to you mean 'Not exactly'?" John pointed toward himself. "Just how long am I going to be stuck in here?"
"Look at the bright side. At least you're not waiting to be executed like Jennifer." Rodney's attempt at a smile drooped. "We just need to find the kid who stole the stone. And your body."
"Right." Dropping his head with a heavy sigh, John pinched his nose and tried to will away the headache pounding inside a head that wasn't his.
Prompt: On Life & Lemons
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Lemon Fizz
Rodney held John back as the rest of the meeting attendees left the room. Leaning forward, Rodney carefully placed a fake lemon on the polished wood between them and waited for John to start explaining the small yellow elephant sitting on the conference table.
Although John didn't say anything for almost a minute, his mobile lips twitched at the corners as if he were trying to suppress a grin.
Rodney couldn't resist an impatient, "Well?"
John shrugged. "Just wanted to make sure you were motivated to come back to Atlantis."
"You were jealous!" Rodney crowed before John kissed him quiet.
Prompt: Music
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Measured Response
The music soars in his dreams, majestic chords he's never heard in his waking world. He follows the alien strains through dark, twisting corridors in his sleep, desperately searching for the source. A high-arched room resonates with the sound pouring from the shimmering pipes, and his fingers twitch, eager to stroke the gleaming keys of the Ancient instrument.
John comforts his distress when the haunting vision fades again and gently suggests Rodney seek help, who then reluctantly agrees.
A database search yields a map to an unexplored area and walking into the grand hall with John feels like coming home.
Prompt: Crossover/Fusion (X-Men)
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Odd Couple
No one in the Atlantis expedition expected the two men to like each other, let alone end up sharing quarters and lives. A laconic flyboy only happy in the sky, an earthbound scientist whose speech sizzled with sarcasm, they bantered and argued their way through missions and games into bed, their different mutations strangely compatible.
After their worst days, they have their own routine. Rodney greets John on their balcony after a twilight flight, eager to share the dark energy that thrills John to his quivering wingtips. Afterward, wearily content, they sleep twined together, mantled within John's equally dark feathers.
Prompt: Enchantment
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Alien Beauty
The call from John is unexpected. It's not as though he's popular with the botanists, especially since they're convinced he's at least partly responsible for Rodney's breakup with Katie.
Rodney hurries to the upper level conservatory opened a few days ago, wondering if he's going to need to rescue John from the jaws of a carnivorous plant or evil dream crystal imported by mistake. The sight that greets him is a much more pleasant surprise.
John grins at him, surrounded by desert plant life and fanciful Ancient glassworks. "Hey, it's cool. There's nothing you're allergic to!"
The invitation is irresistible.
Prompt: Viva Las Vegas
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Step In Time
Sheppard warily watched the thing they called a 'Stargate' rumble and rotate then lock on strange symbols, barely suppressing a gasp when a whooshing blast of something exploded from the ring. McKay scrubbed his hands and started up the ramp, then turned back to Sheppard with a frown. "Well? Change your mind?"
With a shrug, Sheppard walked forward, the clank of his boots sounding as final as his signed nondisclosures. In front of the glimmering circle, he wanted to ask whether it hurt, but then took a deep breath and stepped through with McKay.
Atlantis said 'hello' and John smiled.
Prompt: Under The Sea
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Sunken Treasure
John smiled, happy that they'd finally found time to retrieve his 'jumpers locked in the underwater bay. It had been too long since Jack O'Neill jammed the controls, leaving it open to the ocean. Landing on a new planet had forced water inside, and John needed to free the jam to pump the bay dry.
Walking was awkward in the suits they'd taken from the submerged platform, but John still found time to admire alien seaforms glimmering in the flooded compartment. Although he felt a little regret they'd be losing their home, his puddlejumpers came first.
After Rodney, of course.
Prompt: ZPM
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Possibly Lost, But Not Alone
Despair and visions of doom clouded Rodney's eyes, resignation to their fate written in every line of his weary body. John couldn't bear how defeated Rodney looked, so he bit back any words of blame knowing he shared it. He'd had the chance to step in earlier and make it plain Rodney wasn't available to Allina, but he'd retreated behind mockery to hide jealousy. The result was an ill-thought remark leading to the loss of the ZPM that might have saved Atlantis.
Tugging Rodney around to hold him close, John promised, "We'll make it. You and me, all the way."
Prompt: Set the Mood
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Moonlit Retreat
John gazed out over his darkened city and sighed. "I suppose there're some advantages to cutting back on power use to save the ZPM."
"You mean besides being able to run computers and dial out when we need to?" Rodney grumbled. "I stubbed my toe walking over here because I couldn't see where I was going."
"How about no one can see where you're going?" John turned to Rodney with a smile. "We're alone under an incredible moon."
"We're on a moon, that's a gas giant," Rodney huffed, but didn't resist when John pulled him in for an unmoonlit kiss.
Prompt: Geeks vs. Goons
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Flipped Off
"Random number generator? I say we use a coin toss to choose who goes first."
"That's no surprise coming from the person who used a silver dollar to decide whether to join the expedition."
"Worked out pretty well, too. You geeks would have been sunk without me and my so-called goons."
"I'll grant you've been useful at times, John, but everyone knows it's the scientists that keep this city afloat. We're going to prove it."
"So I've been… useful? At times."
"I didn't mean you, exactly."
"Now I'm not useful."
"That's not what I meant!"
"Too late. You lose, Rodney."
Prompt: Laundry Day
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Mix And Match
Rodney didn't bother buzzing at John's door. Hands too full with the basket of mismatched clothing, he thought open and barged in. He winced when he saw John staring at his favorite I'm With Genius t-shirt.
"You ever get the feeling Atlantis is trying to tell us something?" John asked, tossing the t-shirt aside. "This is the third time I've ended up with half your clothes."
"Honestly?" Rodney dropped the basket to wave his hands. "You really believe this is happening on purpose?"
"Maybe she's onto something." John stood, kicked the spilled clothes aside, and grabbed Rodney for a kiss.
*********
Standard Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters herein. The characters of Rodney McKay and John Sheppard as well as any supporting characters are the property of their creators and MGM Television/Sony Pictures Television/Associated Production Companies. Any deviation (or deviant behavior) from the originals, however, is mine.
Feedback is both welcome and appreciated.
Author/Artist: danceswithgary
Pairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: G to PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 13 x100
Summary: A set of unrelated drabbles w/art created based on prompts for Ancient City Bingo. All of the artworks are Photoshop manipulations using multiple source images. The beautiful glassworks in several of the artworks are by Dale Chihuly, the rest of my sources are listed in my profile.
My Bingo Card
Prompt: Didn't See That Coming
click for fullsize
Long Ago Not Far Away
John always insists he's the first into any area they explore, one way of keeping his Rodney safe. Face-to-face with another him in stasis has John wishing he'd let Rodney go first for once. Studying familiar frozen features, noting lines and strain he hadn't seen in the mirror a few hours earlier, John wonders if thawing himself out is a good idea.
Rodney's determination to save John from dying alone forty-some centuries ahead is a bright spot in a bleak future, notwithstanding miscalculations returning John ninety-six years too soon with Atlantis underwater.
Their first problem to tackle?
John doesn't share.
Prompt: To the rescue!
click for fullsize
Deep Trouble
Rodney began to panic as the water poured in through the jammed control room door. Drowning was one of his least favorite ways to die, but everything he'd tried to keep Atlantis afloat during the storm had failed. She was sinking fast, her shields gone, bulkheads crumpling under tons of pressure. His only consolation was everyone else had evacuated safely and he'd be the only fatality, which wasn't actually that consoling.
A rumbling whoosh banished Rodney's fear. Gliding through the stargate and rising water, a 'jumper turned 180 degrees, hovering by the stairs, hatch open.
John hadn't left Rodney behind.
Prompt: Who's in my body now?
click for fullsize
Stoned Again
"Did you find it?"
Glancing toward the Ancient communication device sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Rodney grimaced. "Not…exactly."
"What to you mean 'Not exactly'?" John pointed toward himself. "Just how long am I going to be stuck in here?"
"Look at the bright side. At least you're not waiting to be executed like Jennifer." Rodney's attempt at a smile drooped. "We just need to find the kid who stole the stone. And your body."
"Right." Dropping his head with a heavy sigh, John pinched his nose and tried to will away the headache pounding inside a head that wasn't his.
Prompt: On Life & Lemons
click for fullsize
Lemon Fizz
Rodney held John back as the rest of the meeting attendees left the room. Leaning forward, Rodney carefully placed a fake lemon on the polished wood between them and waited for John to start explaining the small yellow elephant sitting on the conference table.
Although John didn't say anything for almost a minute, his mobile lips twitched at the corners as if he were trying to suppress a grin.
Rodney couldn't resist an impatient, "Well?"
John shrugged. "Just wanted to make sure you were motivated to come back to Atlantis."
"You were jealous!" Rodney crowed before John kissed him quiet.
Prompt: Music
click for fullsize
Measured Response
The music soars in his dreams, majestic chords he's never heard in his waking world. He follows the alien strains through dark, twisting corridors in his sleep, desperately searching for the source. A high-arched room resonates with the sound pouring from the shimmering pipes, and his fingers twitch, eager to stroke the gleaming keys of the Ancient instrument.
John comforts his distress when the haunting vision fades again and gently suggests Rodney seek help, who then reluctantly agrees.
A database search yields a map to an unexplored area and walking into the grand hall with John feels like coming home.
Prompt: Crossover/Fusion (X-Men)
click for fullsize
Odd Couple
No one in the Atlantis expedition expected the two men to like each other, let alone end up sharing quarters and lives. A laconic flyboy only happy in the sky, an earthbound scientist whose speech sizzled with sarcasm, they bantered and argued their way through missions and games into bed, their different mutations strangely compatible.
After their worst days, they have their own routine. Rodney greets John on their balcony after a twilight flight, eager to share the dark energy that thrills John to his quivering wingtips. Afterward, wearily content, they sleep twined together, mantled within John's equally dark feathers.
Prompt: Enchantment
click for fullsize
Alien Beauty
The call from John is unexpected. It's not as though he's popular with the botanists, especially since they're convinced he's at least partly responsible for Rodney's breakup with Katie.
Rodney hurries to the upper level conservatory opened a few days ago, wondering if he's going to need to rescue John from the jaws of a carnivorous plant or evil dream crystal imported by mistake. The sight that greets him is a much more pleasant surprise.
John grins at him, surrounded by desert plant life and fanciful Ancient glassworks. "Hey, it's cool. There's nothing you're allergic to!"
The invitation is irresistible.
Prompt: Viva Las Vegas
click for fullsize
Step In Time
Sheppard warily watched the thing they called a 'Stargate' rumble and rotate then lock on strange symbols, barely suppressing a gasp when a whooshing blast of something exploded from the ring. McKay scrubbed his hands and started up the ramp, then turned back to Sheppard with a frown. "Well? Change your mind?"
With a shrug, Sheppard walked forward, the clank of his boots sounding as final as his signed nondisclosures. In front of the glimmering circle, he wanted to ask whether it hurt, but then took a deep breath and stepped through with McKay.
Atlantis said 'hello' and John smiled.
Prompt: Under The Sea
click for fullsize
Sunken Treasure
John smiled, happy that they'd finally found time to retrieve his 'jumpers locked in the underwater bay. It had been too long since Jack O'Neill jammed the controls, leaving it open to the ocean. Landing on a new planet had forced water inside, and John needed to free the jam to pump the bay dry.
Walking was awkward in the suits they'd taken from the submerged platform, but John still found time to admire alien seaforms glimmering in the flooded compartment. Although he felt a little regret they'd be losing their home, his puddlejumpers came first.
After Rodney, of course.
Prompt: ZPM
click for fullsize
Possibly Lost, But Not Alone
Despair and visions of doom clouded Rodney's eyes, resignation to their fate written in every line of his weary body. John couldn't bear how defeated Rodney looked, so he bit back any words of blame knowing he shared it. He'd had the chance to step in earlier and make it plain Rodney wasn't available to Allina, but he'd retreated behind mockery to hide jealousy. The result was an ill-thought remark leading to the loss of the ZPM that might have saved Atlantis.
Tugging Rodney around to hold him close, John promised, "We'll make it. You and me, all the way."
Prompt: Set the Mood
click for fullsize
Moonlit Retreat
John gazed out over his darkened city and sighed. "I suppose there're some advantages to cutting back on power use to save the ZPM."
"You mean besides being able to run computers and dial out when we need to?" Rodney grumbled. "I stubbed my toe walking over here because I couldn't see where I was going."
"How about no one can see where you're going?" John turned to Rodney with a smile. "We're alone under an incredible moon."
"We're on a moon, that's a gas giant," Rodney huffed, but didn't resist when John pulled him in for an unmoonlit kiss.
Prompt: Geeks vs. Goons
click for fullsize
Flipped Off
"Random number generator? I say we use a coin toss to choose who goes first."
"That's no surprise coming from the person who used a silver dollar to decide whether to join the expedition."
"Worked out pretty well, too. You geeks would have been sunk without me and my so-called goons."
"I'll grant you've been useful at times, John, but everyone knows it's the scientists that keep this city afloat. We're going to prove it."
"So I've been… useful? At times."
"I didn't mean you, exactly."
"Now I'm not useful."
"That's not what I meant!"
"Too late. You lose, Rodney."
Prompt: Laundry Day
click for fullsize
Mix And Match
Rodney didn't bother buzzing at John's door. Hands too full with the basket of mismatched clothing, he thought open and barged in. He winced when he saw John staring at his favorite I'm With Genius t-shirt.
"You ever get the feeling Atlantis is trying to tell us something?" John asked, tossing the t-shirt aside. "This is the third time I've ended up with half your clothes."
"Honestly?" Rodney dropped the basket to wave his hands. "You really believe this is happening on purpose?"
"Maybe she's onto something." John stood, kicked the spilled clothes aside, and grabbed Rodney for a kiss.
*********
Standard Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters herein. The characters of Rodney McKay and John Sheppard as well as any supporting characters are the property of their creators and MGM Television/Sony Pictures Television/Associated Production Companies. Any deviation (or deviant behavior) from the originals, however, is mine.
Feedback is both welcome and appreciated.
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