Torsdag - Thursday - Getting Dirty

[cyphersushi]

Hello! Horses and hoses and hats, oh my! Yesterday was really fun, you guys still amaze me with your creativity. This is my last day *cries* so let's go out with a bang.

... or at least a splorsh as we land in the mud. In today's theme we get dirty. Dusty, muddy, covered in honey or just sweaty - all up to you. It doesn't have to be physical dirt

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[cyphersushi]

Star Trek XI, Kirk/Spock/Uhura, Used and soiled

[cyphersushi]

Leverage/Burn Notice, Fiona/Parker, Bright smile in a grimy face

[daria234]

"The noise

[cyphersushi]

This is adorable! I like how the others look on in various states of dread :)

[cyphersushi]

RPS, Robert Downey Jr./JDM/Hugh Jackman, "I've got Nutella everywhere!"

[gaffsie]

SG1/SGA, Cam/John, dirty little secret

SG1/SGA, Cam/John, dirty little secret

[donutsweeper]

Cam sidled up to John as he was getting ready for their evening together. "Never would have guessed it from looking at you," he drawled softly in John's ear. "All slouch and attitude. Hair sticking out all over the place. Just barely toning down the snark and disrespect enough to not lose your commission. "What would the General say, if he knew the real you

Re: SG1/SGA, Cam/John, dirty little secret

[gaffsie]

Oh my. I had to google "high heeled ballet boots", because I wasn't sure what they were exactly, but now that I know I can't chase to image of John wearing them out of my head. Damn you. *shakes fist at you*

It's a pretty nice image though, so I'm willing to forgive you. ;)

[gaffsie]

SGA, John/Ronon, stains

[me_ya_ri]

"What are you looking at?" Ronon asked, raising an eyebrow at John's focus on his leathers.

"Nothing," John said, gently rubbing his fingers over the old leather lying in his lap.

Ronon followed John's fingers with his eyes, noting the way they drifted from mended cuts to stains to worn patches in the leather shirt. He chuckled, pulling on the new shirt that Teyla's people had made for him. John didn't look up. Ronon came and sat behind him on the bed, pulling John into his arms.

"We can keep it," Ronon offered.

"Don't have to," John said, his expression blank. His voice was grateful. His hands clutched the old stained shirt.

"It's okay," Ronon murmured into John's ear. "We'll make memories with this shirt too."

[gaffsie]

Aww. Who knew that John was such a nostalgic?

[me_ya_ri]

^___^ Glad you liked this! I liked the thought of John getting all nostalgic over the shirt and the memories it contained. Thanks for the prompt and for the comment!