Since the challenge isn't officially closed yet, I'm posting this little snippet because I have recently discovered how much I adore a certain character.
Author: Zinnith
210 words
Gen, PG
When he was younger, he used to write poetry. He loved the words, loved shaping them into images of what he saw and what he felt. He remembers learning the art of
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*hugs Ronon*
I'll protect him from the nasty Wraith.
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mmmm....Ronon-hugs...
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Elizabeth: We think Kavanagh's working for the trust, so we're gonna torture him until he confesses. Any questions?
Rodney: Can I do the torturing?
Elizabeth: Nope, we're sending Ronon.
Rodney: *sad face*
Ronon: *walks into the room where they're holding Kavanagh*
Kavanagh: Neep! *faints*
Ronon: *arms outstretched* I was only gonna give him a hug...
Caldwell: Lol, it was me! I'm a Goa'uld.
Ronon: *hugs Caldwell*
Caldwell: NOES! *dies*
THE END
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I hereby declare the foundation of the International Society for Ronon!hugs.
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I find this image of him as a scholar/warrior to be exceptionally appealing. I love it, and think you should expand it into a fic of some sort :) it'd be really lovely.
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