Rodney McKay is not fat.
Love, me.
I got my
sga_santa assignment. I'm excited. Have no idea what I'm gonna do yet, but I'm looking forward to it anyhow.
Lately, I've been having lots of McShep dreams. Yes, like....porny McShep dreams. It's so weird.
It's weird. And my brain is a very bizarre place. So, it has John tie Rodney down and use the intercom to have every guy on base fuck Rodney. And every time Rodney cries and begs for John to stop it, he shoves his cock in Rodney's mouth. It get stranger. The more miserable Rodney is, the more John is in love. I mean...intense, head over heels, dopey-eyed love with Rodney. At the end, John would do anything for Rodney...except stop the whole situation. I guess that's what threw me off most about the dream...just how happy, desperately in love John was with Rodney in contrast to this really horrific thing he's doing to him. Especially since Rodney is in no way consenting. It's not consent play. Or anything like that. Rodney was not in anyway willing. It ended with John staring at the come and blood dribbling down Rodney's legs and John telling Rodney he loved him so much, wanted to be with him forever and Rodney just shudders and doesn't say anything."