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1200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/3/11
The guy holds out the application and their fingers touch when John takes it from him. If this were a book or a movie there’d be a spark or something, but it’s just like touching anyone.
~1100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 5/16/11
Three times John was unconscious and one time he wasn’t.
~1600 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 2/15/11
When Rodney thought about kissing, it always involved things like soft breasts and flowery perfume, and definitely not John Sheppard and a slightly-used issue of Playboy John had snagged from his brother’s (not so secret) stash.
~1400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John, Rodney :: 7/25/10
When his dad first said they were going to move, John yelled and called him a liar. He didn’t tell Rodney for a long time, not until they were starting to pack and he couldn’t not tell him anymore.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 5/31/10
Rodney rests one hand where a heartbeat should be, the stillness less jarring than he’d expected.
~1200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 5/16/10
You wear the dress. You could say no, could safeword, but then you’d have to tell Rodney something, make up some excuse, and in the end it’s just easier to wear it. (Note: This is a remix of Ruth’s Strong Enough to Be My Man, written for Remix Redux 8.)
~1700 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Ronon :: 4/16/10
Ronon pushes himself up onto his elbows. He reaches out and traces the purple bruise running down John’s side. It’s all he can do not to press on it.
~2200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 1/29/10
“Look, I’m heading out in a few minutes here,” John says, “but I wanted to catch you before you left.” He lowers his voice, conscious of the flight attendants and other pilots in the lounge. “I want you to be ready and waiting for me when I get in.”
“Yes, yes, you already asked me to pick you–” Rodney inhales sharply, a little oh slipping out as he exhales. “Oh,” he says again, “you mean.”
“Yeah.” John bites his lip to keep from grinning. “I mean.”
~3200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 9/12/09
It has been three weeks. Rodney marks another line on the wall. These ones are in red, a clean break to mark the days without John.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/24/09
“That was…” Rodney reaches out and plucks at her garter. “This is really hot.”
200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/24/09
The thing they both keep wondering is where did it go so wrong?
400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
The boys huddle around Rodney’s desk the next day at lunch, admiring the well-worn Playboy Rodney managed to find in his dad’s closet, and Rodney tries to ignore the sinking feeling in his stomach when John says, “Man, I’d give a million dollars to fuck her.”
200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
Rodney’s always just Rodney at first: snarky and bossy and full of complaints. John fucks him through it.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
It’s hard to believe he’s not even half John’s age.
100 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/20/09
Rodney hopes John is impressed by his technique, because he’s been practicing on bananas for months.
~1400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Rodney/Teyla :: 5/18/09
“Spread your legs,” she says, kissing the back of his neck. The hair tickles her nostrils and she rubs her nose against his neck to get rid of the itch. “Assume the position.”
~200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Teyla :: 9/18/08
She remembers sitting high up on her father’s shoulders, small hands fisted in a cloud of dark curls, her own hair braided so tightly it made her scalp ache.
~2500 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 6/27/08
Rodney’s main criteria when browsing personals is intelligence, or at least the appearance thereof. Correct spelling and grammar, that sort of thing. As it happens, this narrows down the field considerably.
~1200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 4/28/08
That’s what he decided the universe is like, folded up like a fan, and you can spread it out or close it up, and when it’s closed that’s when you can shift.
This is a remix of gblvr’s [shift] Reality , written for Remix…Redux VI.
~5800 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 9/12/07
This is growing up. Sometimes it hurts, but you clench your teeth and grin and bear it and don’t think about tomorrow.
Commentary by telesilla
Discussion @ sga_talk
Podfic by busaikko
~200 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Ronon/Teyla :: 8/31/07
Ronon never had much use for nature back on Sateda, and his years as a Runner didn’t do much to endear it to him.
~800 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 8/31/07
The first time he met Coach Sheppard, Rodney was ready to write him off as just another pretty-boy jock, no different from the dimwitted assholes in high school who’d done their best to make his life a living hell all those years ago.
~600 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 7/14/07
The thing is, Rodney never thought he’d be that guy. He’s smart; hell, he’s a fucking genius. People with half his IQ know better than to get involved with straight guys.
~600 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Rodney/Elizabeth :: 6/3/07
Rodney’s always hated kids. He hated kids when he was a kid. When Elizabeth gets pregnant, he’s…well, not happy. He’s happy they’re helping to rebuild the human race, sure (after all, if anyone should be passing on genetic information, it’s him), but on a personal level…he still hates kids.
~1600 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: Ronon/Teyla :: 3/13/07
It may be just a meaningless ritual, but Ronon will take all the help he can get.
~1700 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 2/27/07
Rodney doesn’t like hairy guys, and if this is going to be a…thing, John’s going to have to do something about it.
~400 words :: Stargate: Atlantis :: John/Rodney :: 1/12/07
John’s always had a bit of a thing for white cotton briefs. He puts it down to too much jerking off to the underwear section of the Sears catalogue during his formative years.