Fanfiction: "Insecta Haiku" by cupidsbow
Title: Insecta Haiku
Author: cupidsbow
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Rating: PG-13
Note: I promised haiku in exchange for people guessing which story I wrote for sga_santa. Here they are, all set in the Class: Insecta 'verse. Thank you all for playing!
For tardis80, who gave the prompt "red ribbon".
Teyla's scent is red,
a ribboning itch two days
a month: don't touch me!
For aurora_84, who asked for "something after the end of Class: Insecta".
inside his head, John
climbs the walls, still searching for
the freedom of blue
For insight2, who wins for most cryptic correct guess ever.
two human hands that
John watches, fascinated:
Rodney mapping him
John's skin uncharted
terra nullius; unclaimed,
unmarked, magical
And I'd also just like to rave for a moment, because almost-clara made the best art of Insecta John. His eyes are so lonely, they just draw me in and break my heart. I can't stop looking and looking at him.
Thank you, almost-clara, I love it.
some days his face hurts
with clenched secrets; hard like an
exoskeleton
I'm still very happy for people to play in this 'verse if they'd like to. Share the love of bug!John, I say. :)
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Author: cupidsbow
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Rating: PG-13
Note: I promised haiku in exchange for people guessing which story I wrote for sga_santa. Here they are, all set in the Class: Insecta 'verse. Thank you all for playing!
For tardis80, who gave the prompt "red ribbon".
Teyla's scent is red,
a ribboning itch two days
a month: don't touch me!
For aurora_84, who asked for "something after the end of Class: Insecta".
inside his head, John
climbs the walls, still searching for
the freedom of blue
For insight2, who wins for most cryptic correct guess ever.
two human hands that
John watches, fascinated:
Rodney mapping him
John's skin uncharted
terra nullius; unclaimed,
unmarked, magical
And I'd also just like to rave for a moment, because almost-clara made the best art of Insecta John. His eyes are so lonely, they just draw me in and break my heart. I can't stop looking and looking at him.
Thank you, almost-clara, I love it.
some days his face hurts
with clenched secrets; hard like an
exoskeleton
I'm still very happy for people to play in this 'verse if they'd like to. Share the love of bug!John, I say. :)
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