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I live in a house of 'Gaters

my mom: you know, he really should’ve just killed kolya.

me: well, on the one hand, i totally agree with you!

me: ... on the other hand, without kolya we would never have gotten todd.

my mom: ohhh, that’s true. fair enough.

New SGA (dark) kinkfic! A Show of Devotion

My brain finally accosted me with a Todd the Wraith / Sheppard smut idea, I was starting to worry it would never happen...

Content Warnings: major consent issues, mindfuckery/coercion, internalized homophobia

Full tags on AO3 and preview below ;)

“Look, just… what’ll it take to show you we’re still on the same side? ” John burst out in frustration. “Tell me and I’ll do it. Believe me, I don’t want this… device to stay on any more than you do. We didn’t betray you, I’m just not willing to sacrifice my own people right off the bat to shut it down, not if there’s another way!”

Todd studied him in silence for a long moment and John had to force himself to hold the Wraith’s unsettling, slitted gaze. He’d gotten too used to the weirdly friendly Todd, the one that always wore a knowing little half smile and who laughed at his own macabre jokes— although, John had always suspected Todd’s chuckles were more due to the humans around him squirming uncomfortably at the reminder of their own mortality than to the jokes themselves.

Either way, John hadn’t been quite so forcibly reminded in a long time that Todd was just as much a Wraith as the rest of them. But now… now, he could feel the anger radiating from Todd, a dangerous, barely-leashed predatory tension that set adrenaline thrumming through his veins as he wrestled down his own fight-or-flight response.

“Very well,” Todd finally said, his face still set in that stony mask. “You have one chance to prove your devotion to our alliance. Get on your knees.”

John frowned and opened his mouth to object; then reluctantly thought better of it, swallowed his pride, and knelt in front of the Daedalus’ command chair. If Todd wanted a little show of subservience, fine. He could do that. Blasted Wraith and their weird preoccupations with—

John’s train of thought derailed as Todd pushed his long jacket-thing aside and… started undoing his pants.

“What- what are you doing?” John croaked, his throat suddenly gone dry.

“What does it look like I’m doing, Sheppard?” Todd asked, that customary hint of sardonic amusement touching his tone once again.

“I’m… that’s not what I was…” John trailed off, his face burning as he glanced around the bridge. The other Wraith weren’t even paying them any attention, but… “You’re not serious?”

Introducing Marco the Wraith! Named for his resemblance to Marco Hietala in the facial hair department. Feat. poorly drawn Ronon.

(Also introducing the Mechs reference I've been wanting to make for a while)

Not me having my hots for green space vampire in leather

Beauty 💚

Mr. Todd the Wraith, sir, I like you but I do NOT trust you

Wraith: Please, sit.

Sheppard: Fruit bowl, nice touch.

Wraith: Well, we picked them up on our travels. I thought it would make our discussions more comfortable. I hope they prove as delicious as the farmers who grew them.

Beautiful even in the most pressing moments

The Bedrosian weapons btw would be repurposed as Wraith stunners in S2 when they phased out the more cumbersome over the shoulder weapons they used to carry