McSmooch: Over One Hundred Served!

After tons and tons of incredible kissing, the boys are in need of some serious recovery time, so they're off to take a nap. Thank you to everyone who contributed art and fic and who commented and read for this round - you're amazing!

See you all in a couple of months for more lip-locking goodness!

Only a little bit late! The last half-hour was editing. *sheepish*

For mik100, who had a headache and wanted fluff, and challenged me, in doubting tones, to write something happy. Or more specifically, to "turn off the angst and torture for five minutes and just let them make out" (paraphrased). ~3,300 words.

( The low-grade headache he's been ignoring all day is now slowly making itself known, coiling at the base of his skull, the back of his neck. )

Adding this one to the list of (slightly) late entries. Wrote this at the spur of the moment so any mistakes are entirely my fault.


Sheppard is bruised and bloody, one eye swollen shut and he’s been walking with a limp since they found him, but Rodney doesn’t care.

“You moron. You complete moron. I don’t know how you’re even alive.”

“Nice to see you too Rodney.” John manages, but it sounds a little funny with his broken nose.

“Nice to see you? You had a mountain practically land on your head and that’s all you can say?”

“That and ow.” He adds when Rodney grabs him and yanks him close.

“I hate you.” Rodney says into his neck. Then John pulls back a little and kisses Rodney. It’s a little too forceful, and there’s the copper tang of John’s blood in his mouth, which is beyond disgusting, but it’s John and he’s alive and that makes it a little better.

One lone smoochie, skidding in right at after the deadline. ~3000 words, because I just can't help myself.

Many, MANY thanks to wojelah and smittywing for last-minute beta duty, and raisintorte for brainstorming help and cheerleading.

I don't think there are any spoilers, but they can be assumed for S4. Hard PG-13, for language.

Game Night
Word Count: ~3000

( For all the crises on Atlantis, John thought, there was a fair amount of downtime. )

First time playing here, but I couldn't pass it up. Hope you like. 
Spoilers for Seasons 3 and 4.

I have a feeling I'm pushing my luck with the deadline, but I never can seem to write this without it being at obscene hours of the morning and on barely any sleep. It'll make sense if you read When the Pegasus Galaxy and a Duck Collide first.

When You Get Rodney McKay Instead of a Duck
PG-13. Crack/humour. 680words.

( When You Get Rodney McKay Instead Of A Duck )

A last minute 351 words!

It's still the 8th where I am (under the wire, ftw!), and as such, that means it's also still my birthday! So I wrote a birthday fic with smoochies. \o/

14,610 Days (40 Years) + 1 by aphelant
~2000 words, G

( Presents are of course expected, as well as cake, which should be delivered to him in the labs periodically throughout the day, with the understanding that it will not be shared. With anyone. )

I couldn't let this latest fest go by without a little kissing. Set post-S4, I give you around 900 words of PG-rated, wine-drenched smooches.

( The Art of Chilling Out )

A Bedtime Story
word count: 970

( John rubbed a towel over head in a haphazard attempt to dry his hair )

Totally Not Like Video Golf
John/Rodney, NC-17, 1400~ words, no spoilers.
Bounteous thanks to catwalksalone for the speedy beta!

( Totally Not Like Video Golf )

The planet's a little breezy, you might say, if you were a crazy person like John Sheppard and couldn't tell the difference between a breeze and a gale force wind. It's the harchanyn, the locals tell them, the mischievous wind, and it swirls around them unpredictably, teases Sheppard's hair this way and that, sets the edges of his clothes fluttering. It's not so gentle with Rodney—gusts up behind him again and again like it's giving him a good hard shove. "Okay," Rodney mutters, "okay, okay, all right, already," and when the wind pushes him toward John, he goes; he goes, and then it's calm, then it's so still, and the only thing moving in the whole world is John's breath puffing over his lips.

Title: McSmooching
Author: Jae Kayelle
Rating: PG
No spoilers
Word count: 775

Note: much silliness.



( It had spread rapidly and, now that this celebration of a victory over the Wraith was in full swing and someone had broken out the rotgut, the joke had really caught fire. )

Title: Five Things Rodney Hates in a First Kiss
Rating: R
Genre: Kissing, humor, fluff, romance. Which perhaps turned into a bit more.
Spoilers: No
Length: About 3,300 words
A/N: This is just – I don’t know what this is.*g* Blame Big Bang avoidance. And me wanting to do one more kissing fic for this round, because this McSmooch thing rocks like a rocking thing. And also Rodney was complaining in my head. A lot.
A/N: No beta – too quick a turnaround this time. As always, pointing out of errors is always welcome.

( Read more... )

I'm out of town - SO, how about we extend this here kissing festival until midnight Tuesday (wherever you are?) Yes? YES! Huzzah. While Cate is away, the boys will play. *nods*

Title:   Aftershock
Wordcount:  ~970
Rating:  PG13, maybe?
Summary:  John just can't take any more
A/N:  Yes, absolutely, it's a cliche, but it's a fun cliche. ;)    Part of a longer fic that may, hopefully, get finished one day.  So very, very unbetaed, because I don't have one although I would love to.  C & C ALWAYS welcome, desired and hoped-for.

 

How It's Always Worked, by Luthien

Rating: NC17
Wordcount: ~1700
Spoilers: Set sometime after 'Quarantine'
Thanks: To somniesperus and damerel for audiencing


( How It's Always Worked )

Two for the price of one! Both are PG.

Title: Try, Fly Again
Summary: What happened on their first date.
Wordcount: ~2,075
Spoilers: AU, but possibly spoiler-ish for a special guest appearance by a character from the back half of season 4.
Warnings: Judging by the comments on the last story, flight attendant!Rodney has a tendency to induce choking, so please take care if you are eating or drinking while reading this. :P
Notes: Written for mcsmooch. Part of my Airport AU. All you need to know is that Rodney is a flight attendant for Pegasus Airlines, and he and John are about to have their first official date.

(Rodney hated it when he got stuck with an unaccompanied minor on one of his flights.)

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Title: The Mystery of the Missing Voices (Atlantis Boys Mysteries #1)
Summary: When the scientists start losing their voices, John investigates.
Wordcount: ~2,490
Notes: Right. So I started out with a nice, normal ficlet. And then Rodney made a snide remark about the Hardy Boys and they kind of stuck in my head and now... Well:

(Kavanagh is the first to get sick.)

Untitled ficlet set in my colony!Atlantis verse (tag here), PG, 1100 words. at my journal.

Atlantis operates under different rules, now, and John's other excuses are wearing thin, even in his own head.

This is Rodney's Brain on Want by sheafrotherdon
~625 words, NC17, John/Rodney. Silliness for dogeared.

( in which Rodney's inner voice just will not shut up )