to the lovely bluespirit_star!! I realize that I'm late for your side of the pond, but the wishes are no less heartfelt. I hope you, Mr. B and Buddy had a marvelous day my dear! And beneath the flashing card is a little something for you. *hugs*




title: A Good Soldier
pairing: John/Rodney
rating: G
Words: 870
legal: so not mine
summary: The hard ground of M3X-729 was far from hospitable and the chameleon weather of the Laderan homeworld even more so.

( A Good Soldier )

Written for the 2009 McShep Match - Team War
Prompt: Carpe Diem

Title: Memento Mori (Seize the New Day)
Author: neevebrody
Pairing(s): McKay/Sheppard
Rating: NC-17-Adult
Warnings: Adult Situations, Language, Futuristic Earthside AU
Word Count: 21,400
Legal: None of these characters belong to me.
Author's Notes: Huge thanks and four vats of aged roos wine to my fabulous beta, mischief5 I could not have done this without her. The story is a homage to the old-school sci-fi of the '50s and '60s, and is very loosely based on one of my favorite stories, "The Pedestrian" by Ray Bradbury.
Summary: The banging at his door woke him immediately. He threw off the covers as he became more aware and stumbled out of the bed, heart racing and chest aflame at the sudden intrusion of his sleep. Just as he reached the bedroom door, he heard a crash and heavy footsteps coming toward the hallway. Jesus, surely they hadn't started home invasions again. A flash of fear joined the emotional soup - he had all his work laid out on his desk, the file readers, and what if someone had found out about…

The link will take you to my dreamwidth journal, where you will find the fic all in one post.

Memento Mori...

Friend - Function: noun
1 one attached to another by affection or esteem
2 a favored companion

Happy Birthday my friend! May the coming year bring you your every heart's desire. In the meantime, a little something:

title: Neither Sleet nor Snow nor Rain, Rain, Rain…
author: neevebrody
pairing: John/Rodney
rating: G
beta: Unbetaed due to time – but please feel free to point out any errors.
summary: At some point over the last few years in this lonely town, before John had made it his home, Rodney had found himself longing for the day he'd get a package just like this one: a new destination, a new project, a new mission.

Note: This is part of the wonderful AU Dorie (sonadorita) created in They Say He Was on the Moon. If you're new to my journal and/or haven't read this story yet, you owe it to yourself to stop right now and go read it first. You will not be sorry and you'll get the background for this piece.

( unwrap the story here... )

Written for ailurophile6 who bought me for the final Sweet Charity auction. The idea for this story came about way back during sheafrotherdon's e-card challenge but never really got off the ground. I thought it was a perfect fit here and I do hope you like it, hon.




title: Four e-Cards Rodney Sent and One He Didn't
author: neevebrody
pairing/characters: John/Rodney (pre-slash) Teyla, Ronon, Keller
rating: PG (a few swears)
warnings/spoilers: None
words: ~3,600
legal: So not mine and no copyright infringement intended with regard to the e-cards, even though they're clearly posted without permission.
notes/beta: Many thanks to mischief5 for phenomenal beta duties and so much more (any remaining mistakes=mine).
summary:The addition of friendship and flirting categories had kept the e-card craze alive and well in Atlantis long after Valentine's Day had passed.


( e-Cards... )

This was originally supposed to be for BJ Friday (a week ago) in response to melagan's very inspirational pic, here. Also inspired by chkc's lovely, but so NSFW rendering, here.

title: Sheppardology 101
author: neevebrody
pairing: John/Rodney
words: ~1,100
rating: NC-17 – PWP
warnings: none, un-betaed
summary: He's practically made a science of knowing where to touch, when to linger and when to move on.

( read more... )

Title: Don't Tell Mom, the Babysitter's Scared to Death
Author: neevebrody
Pairing/Characters: John/Rodney – the Millers
Words: ~2,700
Rating: PG (a few swears)
Legal: So not mine… just the 'verse.
AN: Fluff for lysambre's birthday from my Millerverse. It's AU and future!fic – John and Rodney living together on Earth in the house at Willow Grove Summit, after Atlantis. (x-posted to livejournal)
Beta: Alas, not. I've been over it, but please feel free to poke me if I've missed something.
Summary: "This is your fault, you know." He licked his fingers and mimicked John's voice. "Oh no problem, Jeannie… we've got all weekend with nothing to do… we're happy to keep her…"

( Read the fic... )

Sweetie, I don't think I can textually render what your friendship means to me. I hope you have a marvelous day and CAKE!! May the next year bring you much happiness and love. ♥ ♥ ♥ And, if you think your heart can take it... a bit of OT4 for you. *GLOMPS*

title: Sleepless
paring: OT4 - established
rating: NC-17
words: 440
warnings: none, um, het?

( Sleepless )

First of all, let me say that the problem has been fixed with chkc's contribution for BJ Friday. The art is now HERE, and you can leave feedback here - This is so NSFW.

The fic is something I started for melagan weeks ago in honor of her new car. I decided while I was sick, that I'd try and finish up a few things and this is one of them. Well, not 'finished' exactly, but this part is. It's college age John and Rodney again. Hope you enjoy it.

title: Control
pairing: young!John/young!Rodney
rating: NC-17
words: 1,600
warnings: none, AU
notes: Again, this is unbetaed, but do let me know if you spot something. And thanks to mischief5 for the info on the car - *hugs*
summary: He still held Sheppard's hand, his mind trying to decide on a course of action in the face of way too much stimuli.

( Read Control... )

I do realize that I have a fic due in 7 days and a beta to finish, but melagan wanted THIS... and I ask you, what's a McShep girl to do? So just think of this as your Sunday porn early ('cause I may not be online much tomorrow). It's quick and dirty comment fic, which I gussied up a bit and hopefully managed to catch all the glaring errors, but if you spot something (besides a gaping plot hole) please let me know.

title: Lay Your Hands on Me
pairing: young!John/young!Rodney
rating: NC-17
genre: Porn with a tad of plot; first time; AU
words: ~2,600
notes: written for melagan with ♥ Also, it is not my intention to disparage the Sigma Nu Fraternity - I work for a former Sigma, so really no harm intended. ETA thanks also to larawander5 who graciously pointed out that no student would legitimately refer to their 'Differential Equations' class, but rather call it DiffEQs.
summary: One of the Sigmas, the one in the dark glasses and all elbows, spins Rodney around. "Hey, man, lighten up."


( comment!fic )

This was my second piece for casa_mcshep. If you haven't already, do go by and check out all the lovely stories of domestic bliss.

title: All I Have
rating: NC-17
words: ~1,400
legal: They are so not mine.
beta: Sorry, none due to time constraints. If you spot something, please let me know.
spoilers/warnings: None, future fic, takes place after Pegasus.
notes: Kudos to tex for creating this wonderful happy place.
summary: John turns around and smiles, obviously seeking Rodney's approval for his handiwork. Rodney's not so sure about that, but the man himself definitely draws an appraising eye.

This fic follows Curb Appeal, also written for casa_mcshep.

(All I Have)

title: Curb Appeal
rating: G
words: 1,750
legal: They are so not mine.
beta: Thanks to the lovely fredbassett for the beta. I fiddled after, so all mistakes are down to me.
spoilers/warnings: None, future fic, takes place after Pegasus.
notes: This is a prequel of sorts to The Fallacy of Time, wherein I introduce the house. I'd always said I'd like to write pieces of their life before the events of that story, and casa_mcshep has given me the perfect opportunity.
summary: Rodney stopped the car and gazed out of the windshield. The house had that abandoned look about it, dark, frowning windows and covered over by layers of time.

( Curb Appeal... )

Written for darkmoore. She wanted fluff, and while it's been so long she may no longer be in the mood for it, here is a little Christmas fluff with the boys at the Millers. I hope it fits the bill. Also, a huge thank you to darkmoore for being so patient while I finished other projects. I hope you enjoy your story.

title: Alone Time
pairing/characters: John/Rodney and the Millers
rating: PG
words: ~1,450
warnings/spoilers: none
legal: So not mine
notes: Many thanks to the wonderful velocitygrass for the beta and her insights
summary: His shoulders slumped as he absently fingered a branch of the aromatic fir like it was some sort of talisman that would grant him more time, or in the alternative, the right words to say.

( Alone Time... )

This is the holiday drabblet (more than a drabble yet not quite a ficlet) I wrote for sonadorita. I didn't intend to post these, but Dorie gave her permission and that gives me another opportunity to rec her fic They Say He Was On The Moon, which my drabblet follows. It's a fabulous McShep AU piece and I do hope she writes more in this verse very soon. It's necessary to read that one first, but you won't be sorry. Then my little follow up will make sense.

title: Treading the Gulf Between Famous and Infamous
pairing: John/Rodney - AU
rating: G
words: 168
legal: obviously they don't belong to me

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Written for the Unspoken challenge over at mcsheplets

Title: Waiting
Rating: G
Characters: Rodney, John, Jeannie
Words: ~450
Spoilers: none
Notes: May mirror recent RL events
Summary: "Every one of these people are… sick."

This started out as one of my holiday drabbles, but then got way out of hand. So, in honor of mmmchelle's and melagan's call for a revival of Sunday porn... I give you my contribution for such a worthy cause.

title: The Opposite of Dreams
pairing: John/Rodney
rating: NC-17
words: ~1,500
spoilers: Slight mention of the events of 'Inquisition'
warnings: Possible metaphor abuse and, can there be schmoopy porn?
notes: Not beta'd so I get all the blame
summary: His answer was to sweep his hand across Rodney's shoulder and arch his hips. Opening his legs wider, he said just one word, "Please…"

( The Opposite of Dreams... )

title: I'll Wait
pairing: McKay/Sheppard
rating: NC-17
words: ~2,000
warnings/spoilers: none really, see kink
kink/prompt: orgasm denial, wrist restraints
notes: Special thanks to my lovely beta, sonadorita. (I hope I fixed the beginning) I tinkered afterward, so any mistakes are all mine.
summary: "You remember what we talked about… about bringing each other to the edge, then backing off…"

Written as part of kink_bingo, (amnesty) orgasm denial
This follows my previous story, Like No Other, but it's not necessary to read that one first.

( I'll Wait... )

Yes, I know I said no more fics, but I couldn't stop this one. It's the result of just one of my reactions to "Tracker," which I have to admit I'm terribly conflicted about. I wrote my thoughts down yesterday, but with my already gloomy mood, thought better of posting. Once I get my feelings and emotions in a more cohesive place, perhaps I'll post it. This piece is just a simple conversation among friends, a very subtle, very nuanced conversation that I think, for all its brevity, says a good deal.

Title: Mon Ami (My Friend)
Characters: John Sheppard, Ronon Dex
Rating: G
Words: ~500
Warnings/Spoilers: Tag for Tracker
Summary: "Why don't you just tell him? Ronon asked, his rumbling voice too harsh for such innocently straightforward words.

( Mon Ami... )

Title: Case at Hand - Part 2
Author: neevebrody
Pairing/Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, OC
Rating: R for most parts, language, NC-17 for some situations
Words: ~12,800
Warnings/Spoilers: Total AU, none
Notes: I wanted to evoke the feeling of the old film noir, 40s style detective novels, so the fic is written in first person narration. Now I know that's not everyone's cup of tea, but do give it a chance. It really lends to the tone of the fic and as Dorie said, you get a few tidbits and asides you'd never get with third person. Now the science? I did research a few things, but just remember, it's the paranormal! Also, there's an almost farcical air to the fic, and that's to remind us not to take it too seriously, although there is another whole layer to the story that begs to differ. Cryptic enough? Good. Go read and enjoy!

Summary: I turn to the dead guy on the slab, the guy with the top of his head sliced away. It's weird and kind of surreal – kind of looks like that stuff you see in the supermarket, sweetbreads, only like a real stomach-turning shade of grayish blue. Thankfully, Rodney's voice draws my attention back into the conversation. He's clearly excited about whatever he thinks this is.

Read Part 1

( Read Part 2... )

C'mon, tell me that idea isn't intriguing. Or how about Dr. Rodney McKay, M.E., or Ronon Dex, Gold Shield detective for a major Metro police force, or Captain Teyla Emmagan, head of the Twelfth Precinct? Put them all together with the paranormal and an elusive killer and you have Case at Hand.

This story was written especially for the lovely sonadorita as a birthday gift. Please read the author's notes in the description of the fic for more info.

And there's art! berlinghoff79 nailed the cover for the fic (please go here and tell her how awesome she is!) Then I got inspired and created a collage/wallpaper.

Title: Case at Hand
Author: neevebrody
Pairing/Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, OC
Rating: R for most parts, language, NC-17 for some situations
Words: ~12,800 (posted in two parts)
Warnings/Spoilers: Total AU, none
Beta: Many thanks to the ever wonderful lavvyan and velocitygrass for beta duties. Any remaining errors are mine alone.
Notes: I wanted to evoke the feeling of the old film noir, 40s style detective novels, so the fic is written in first person narration. Now I know that's not everyone's cup of tea, but do give it a chance. It really lends to the tone of the fic and as Dorie said, you get a few tidbits and asides you'd never get with third person. I did research a few things, but just remember, it's the paranormal! Also, there's an almost farcical air to the fic, and that's to remind us not to take it too seriously, although there is another whole layer to the story that begs to differ. Cryptic enough? Good. Go read and enjoy!

Summary: I turn to the dead guy on the slab, the guy with the top of his head sliced away. It's weird and kind of surreal – kind of looks like that stuff you see in the supermarket, sweetbreads, only like a real stomach-turning shade of grayish blue. Thankfully, Rodney's voice draws my attention back into the conversation. He's clearly excited about whatever he thinks this is.

( Read Part 1... )

On to Part 2...

This is the result of a poll melagan posted a few weeks ago, the gist of which was : How would John react to everyone but him touching Rodney? They're offworld. The natives find McKay very, very "touchable". They find excuses to touch his arm, shoulders, hair, brush against his thigh and the very bold covertly touch his ass.

My answer was: "John is jealous because Rodney looks so comfortable with touch, unlike yours truly. He's only keeping an eye on things just in case it gets out of hand. Really." Comment porn ensued and I kind of dressed it up a bit, fixed some typos and submit it here for a little Sunday afternoon enjoyment. So, enjoy!

Title: Allure
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~1,550
Legal: So not mine!
Notes/Warning: Just a bit of porn - also unbeta'd
Summary: He'd silently hoped Rodney would decline the Tarkans' offer, but then, there was the opportunity to just sit there while villagers fondled him - Rodney was all over that.

( Allure... )