Drabble Meme

[ilia]

I blame you. Yes, you. You know who you are.

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

AU's, fusions, crossovers, etc. are welcome. Just remember my fandoms.

ETA: I forgot to mention: I CAN'T GUARANTEE EARLY/PROMPT RESPONSES BUT I WILL EVENTUALLY FILL THEM. Promise.

Comments

[ladyyueh.livejournal.com]

I tried to make eventually happen now, but apparently my Muse refuses to work without direction. Prompt? Any prompt will do.

[goddess47]

::grin::

Hmmm.... mission report..... or card game... whatever amuses the Muse more....

[ladyyueh.livejournal.com]

I think I might have my mojo back. What do you think?
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Poker isn’t Rodney’s game.

It should be, considering that it was all about mathematical probability. But poker also has a human element, one that Rodney has never gotten the hang of.

Everyone in the Pegasus Galaxy knows that Rodney McKay possesses nothing resembling a poker face.

Considering that he’s a man of unparalleled intellect, a genius that has saved countless lives, it shouldn’t be a fault of much note.

The problem is Rodney’s team. Ronon could stare down a stone wall, Teyla’s serene and placid face could put any body of water to shame, and Sheppard--

Okay, Sheppard had that charming face that no one wanted to look past and all that Rodney ever thought about when trying to discern whether the man was bluffing was: ‘sexohgodyesplease.’

It made playing poker that much more difficult.

“That’s a straight, Rodney. I win,” John announces with expectation as he lays down his cards.

Rodney smirks and wriggles out of his pants slowly, enjoying the heated look on John’s face that means he’s just about ready to forget the game and get to enjoying the jackpot.

Poker isn’t Rodney’s game.

Strip Poker is another matter entirely.