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24 February 2006 @ 06:10 pm

I would like to go to the gym tonight, I planned to, but I don't know that I'm going to. I'm in a blank and restless mood. I'd like to write, but don't know that I'll do that either. I see a vague shape in my future, large and green--it is becoming more clear now--it is...my couch.

So it's time to meme. Comment with the title of a story that doesn't exist, and I'll tell you about that imaginary story. Etc. Etc. SGA only. It's just my comfort zone of the moment.*

(*It will explain a lot when I tell you that I have an image folder entitled "Rodney" full of pictures of turtles, hedgehogs, and baby otters. Some day I will look back on this era and really, really facepalm.)
"She Who Procrastinates"logovo on February 25th, 2006 02:16 am (UTC)
Ummm, The Year of Magical Thinking...
"She Who Procrastinates"logovo on February 25th, 2006 02:18 am (UTC)
Or The Singularity Is Near . . .
(no subject) - eliade on February 27th, 2006 08:28 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - logovo1 on February 27th, 2006 08:34 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Lillianlillian78 on February 25th, 2006 02:17 am (UTC)
"Rodney McKay's Big Day."
Anna S.: dh-sleepyeliade on February 27th, 2006 08:33 pm (UTC)
"Rodney McKay's Big Day" is the story where I try my hand at age regression and turn Rodney into a cranky six-year-old. He is a ridiculously precocious little brat and runs away to hide from the Atlantis personnel, starts messing around the city's database, and does awful things to its systems, environmental controls, and door locks. Then he heads out to explore with a back-pack of food stolen from the kitchens, discovers a whole new hidden wing of the city filled with sleeping robots, meets some sentient dolphins, and falls asleep on a balcony, where John finally finds him and scoops him up and brings him home.
(no subject) - lillian78 on February 27th, 2006 11:01 pm (UTC) (Expand)
jackycomelatelyjackycomelately on February 25th, 2006 02:21 am (UTC)
16 Reasons to hate McKay...and why I don't.

By John Sheppard
Anna S.: john-sultryeliade on February 27th, 2006 08:35 pm (UTC)
Re: Ummm...
16 Reasons to hate McKay...and why I don't.

A first-person John POV story, where each listed reason is its own chapter (anywhere from a sentence or two in length, to several pages), that eventually ends in happy face smushing and kissing and nibbling. A short quote:

Reason #7

He steals my pudding.
Re: Ummm... - jackycomelately on March 3rd, 2006 06:38 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Anna S.: dino-sex-faneliade on February 25th, 2006 03:53 am (UTC)
(no subject) - eliade on February 27th, 2006 08:42 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Pouncer: Rodney cutethepouncer on February 25th, 2006 02:22 am (UTC)
Curling Adventures of the Terminally Sports Inept
Anna S.: john-floaty-dotseliade on February 27th, 2006 08:45 pm (UTC)
Oh dear...

"Curling Adventures of the Terminally Sports Inept" -- This was a WIP that I eventually abandoned because I was thwarted in my attempt to research and understand curling.

However, in the part that I did write, there was hot post-curling locker room sex between John and Rodney, with pants unzipped and messy frottage.

*runs away*
the opposite of batmanpearl_o on February 25th, 2006 02:23 am (UTC)
A Brand New Set of Hands.
Anna S.: rodney-happy-smileeliade on February 27th, 2006 08:50 pm (UTC)
"A Brand New Set of Hands"

A terribly literal title. Rodney, who is occasionally an idiotic sort of genius, sticks his hands into a machine that's been discovered in a lab of Atlantis. The machine latches on and he yells a lot and everyone tries to free him, but when he is finally released, he finds that his own hands have been replaced with beautiful silver metal ones. He is wild, freaked out, and distraught until they start to evince special powers, and then he's like, hmm, cool.

John of course, is wildly turned on by them.
(no subject) - eliade on February 28th, 2006 07:37 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Caminando, desaparezcomargueritem on February 25th, 2006 02:24 am (UTC)
Pirates of Atlantis
Anna S.: rodney-turtleeliade on February 27th, 2006 08:57 pm (UTC)
"Pirates of Atlantis"

Ah, yes. So, really, the world on which Atlantis is situated is big. Very big. And it turns out that the SG expedition didn't really scan it all that well for life signs, as they learn one day when a pirate ship arrives by sea and launches an attack on the city. The base personnel are mostly bemused rather than alarmed, as the ship is firing small cannons that really don't do much harm.

John eventually goes out waving a white flag and invites the pirates to parley. Rodney is horrified when the pirates come into the city and loom around, unwashed and bearded, with odd little animals like monkeys perched on their shoulders. But then he confesses to John that when he was little, he really wanted to be a pirate. Still, when he's kidnapped for ransom by the pirate gang, he's alarmed and very loud.

They feed him stale bread.

Poor, poor Rodney.
(no subject) - margueritem on February 27th, 2006 09:13 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Explicit Adult Content? You're soaking in it!: snarkier than thou by ningengiraiyin_again on February 25th, 2006 02:25 am (UTC)
Home on Derange
Anna S.: dh-and-dogeliade on February 28th, 2006 12:01 am (UTC)
"Home on Derange"

Rodney suffers a trauma that is both painful and kind of funny (er, yes... o.o) and goes off his nut, but seems really quite happy in his deranged state, and resists every attempt by Kate and Carson to return him to normal. Even in his normal state, Rodney often displays no social inhibitions--in his PTSD state he is both monumentally terrifying and hilarious. John is kind of enamored of him this way, in fact, and though he tries hard to keep a solemn, serious front around Elizabeth and Carson he is secretly cracking up over Rodney's acting out.

Rodney, daft, batty, haywire, wanders around Atlantis trailing his loose screws while John follows and tried to keep him from blowing anything up.

Also, Rodney hugs John a lot for no apparent reason.

When he's feeling a bit better, they have healing sex.

Also, for some reason when I wrote this story, I put in a lot of muffins and puppies. And then revised them out. So sad!
(no subject) - eliade on February 28th, 2006 12:02 am (UTC) (Expand)
Buckaroo: secret loverswhatdanidigs on February 25th, 2006 02:29 am (UTC)
Babes with Blades
Anna S.: rodney-teylaeliade on February 28th, 2006 12:13 am (UTC)
This was my lighthearted Rodney/Teyla romantic comedy, where the team travels to a planet led by hot warrior babes who do exciting ceremonial demonstrations with big swords, which they also carry around on their broad, scantily-clad hips. Rodney walks around with glassy eyes (gaze fixed at breast level), breathing rather irregularly.

Rodney makes some worshipful comment about "babes with blades" being incredibly hot. Teyla, who secretly crushes on Rodney, is all, "Excuse me, but am *I* not a hot warrior babe?" Except she's much more subtle than that. And Rodney's like, yes, but, well...you fight with *sticks*. And John's like, whoa boy, she can kick your ass with those sticks. At which Teyla lifts her chin proudly just a bit and smiles. But Rodney's like, yes, well, but...sticks. They're just not as glamorous as swords, are they? And Teyla loses her smile and narrows her eyes at him in a dangerous way.

And then of course she kicks his ass a lot with the sticks and he finally gets it. "Ohhhh, you *like* me."

And then he gets some hot warrior babe action and they live happily ever after.
Sylwia (sill-vee-uh)unnecessary_ on February 25th, 2006 02:33 am (UTC)
The Night With The Pop Tarts.
Anna S.: rodney-happy-smileeliade on February 28th, 2006 12:25 am (UTC)
That story of the fateful day--which later became night--when Rodney and Zelenka discover a food replicator. They feed it a bunch of vegetables, which it has no problem with. Then they feed it a Pop Tart. It of course promptly malfunctions. They can't figure out how to turn it off at first. By the time they do, they are hip-deep in replicated Pop Tarts. Strawberry.

They end up distributing the Pop Tarts to the Atlantis peeps and Athosians, who are pretty pleased with the results.

Then Rodney sneaks back into the lab and feeds it chocolate.

Caminando, desaparezcomargueritem on February 25th, 2006 02:40 am (UTC)
Rodney McKay and the Prisoner of Atlantis
torchflambeau on February 25th, 2006 09:17 am (UTC)
omg eeee. That could be fabulous.
(no subject) - eliade on February 28th, 2006 12:40 am (UTC) (Expand)
V.: SGA JohnRodney TrinityBWaurora_84 on February 25th, 2006 02:49 am (UTC)
2 Rights Make 1 Wrong

I have the biggest collection of emo titles ever. :D
Anna S.: puppy-eyeseliade on February 28th, 2006 12:53 am (UTC)
"Two Rights Make One Wrong"

John and Rodney and...much arguing. Each one of them believes he is completely right, all the time, about whatever the thing is they're arguing about. And there is much tension and snippy banter. They're driving everyone on the base bugfuck crazy and Elizabeth makes them go to team counseling with Kate, and many people make cranky comments to one another about how maddening their arguments are.

Unlike the trend in other stories, no one assumes there's any unresolved sexual tension simmering under the surface. No one advises that they have wild monkey sex. Instead, they tell the two of them to shape up. Elizabeth says it, Kate says it, Teyla says it. And then Ronon and Zelenka. Lorne just sort of implies it, because he has to be diplomatic in his position.

So one day they're on a mission, just kind of hanging out in the guest quarters with nothing to do, as will happen. Rodney and John snipe at each other. Teyla and Ronon get fed up with the bickering and disappear. John and Rodney eventually look up from their UST-fest and say "Huh" as they notice the others are gone.

"Maybe we should try to get along better," John muses. "For their sakes."

Rodney: "Yes, let's all just play Happy Families, Colonel. God forbid that a critical scientific and military expedition hone its edge on fruitful debate." Or something like that.

John sighs and notices some killer weed on the buffet table, which he mistakes for something more innocuous. He lights up and puffs by himself for a while, then offers it to Rodney, who grudgingly takes a toke. And then ten more.

And then they get cuddly and friendly, tension dissipating in happy monkey sex. And after that they're all goofy and smiling and terribly obvious and pleased with themselves, and everyone on Atlantis is like, "Oh, man. I did not need to know that." And Lorne tries very hard to keep a straight face and not to imply anything.

And they lived happily ever after!
(no subject) - aurora_84 on February 28th, 2006 04:38 pm (UTC) (Expand)
zee on February 25th, 2006 04:19 am (UTC)
The Curious Incident of the Doc in the Night-time.
Sarapanisdead on February 26th, 2006 03:20 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - eliade on February 28th, 2006 04:37 am (UTC) (Expand)
Alizarin_NYC: mcshep shoulder cryalizarin_nyc on February 25th, 2006 04:50 am (UTC)
The Sheltering Sky
Anna S.: john-and-rodney-skyeliade on February 28th, 2006 04:52 am (UTC)
"The Sheltering Sky"

This is my SGA "John and Rodney are stranded" story, along the lines of the SG-1 Jack/Daniel story I wrote (No Man is Born an Angler). It also reprises the idea of the spacetime-y bubble-shield used in "Epiphany" but maybe without the time bending. So, not really the same idea. Basically it's just a protective shield, as used in...other episodes. Anyway, the two of them are stranded somewhere under "the sheltering sky" (i.e., the anti-Wraith shield) with the honest, hardworking folk of that world, and eventually have to admit to themselves that they're never going to be rescued, so they adapt to life there. And in this story there is emotional angst out the wazoo, with John and Rodney taking wives, and having children, but sustaining their special bond of being from Earth & Atlantis, which over the years nourishes a deeper friendship--except that part of the angst is that each man is unsure whether their friendship has substance or is simply based on common background. But then John's wife dies in childbirth, and then Rodney's dies a few years later of a sickness, and they wind up householding together with their kids, and then I completely borrow stuff from astolat's "A Beautiful Lifetime Event" with a shared bed and homely chores and friendship becoming love.

And the angst turns to gold.

Cyanne: SGA McShep Blended (no text)silver_cyanne on February 25th, 2006 05:00 am (UTC)
I Knew That (Really, I Did)