It was going to be the most embarrassing obituary ever: M. Rodney McKay, age 39. Fell down a hole.

Rodney has trouble sleeping. John's more than willing to do what he can to help.

Somewhere along the line, Rodney learned something.

There's so much wonder in the world, but you have to be able to see it.

How Rodney stopped worrying and learned to love his P90.

Rodney sounded a little panicky and John grinned. /He must have something on his laptop he doesn’t want me to see./ Porn, no doubt.

Prompt: so, kirk loves spock. and spock loves kirk. and everyone knows it. but whenever spock thinks about getting into a seriously established relationship, all he can imagine is seventy years down the road where kirk is old/dying and spock is still in his prime, and all he can think about is having to watch kirk die. [Such a beautiful fic.]

"You're a werewolf! He's a werebaby! How can you not know what to do with him?"

This is a terrible idea,” Stiles tells the room again. “You’ll all be sorry when Derek pushes me off a cliff.” Derek/Stiles, no other pairings.

In which Danny has issues, presents, and Steve fleas, not necessarily in that order.

In which Danny has issues, presents, and Steve fleas, not necessarily in that order.

So many amazing looking fic.

This is a sequel to "Real Boys," a Space!Mountie story. This story picks up 3 years after the conclusion of "Real Boys."

He came to the city on the trail of the killers of his father, and for reasons that will be elucidated below, he didn't remain. Also, that there's a dog, okay?

John and Rodney discover Ancient devices that create shared nerve impulses between the wearers.

"Do you taste this good all over?" [Oh god, so hot. So very, very hot.]

If ever a people deserved tasering, it’s Holmeses. WIP, Mycroft/Lestrade.

or think you might become one, with the right incentives and resources. Contains handy primers, recommendations, and resource links.

Jeannie believes that Rodney needs to get out more, so she drags him to a hockey game. When he wakes up the next morning, he realizes that he doesn't remember what happened the night before.

Various views on the Atlantean expedition and how they seem...alien to those at the SGC. Some McKeller.

"You're doing it again," Ray snarled. "You always do that, you always do that, you use your big giant words so on top of screwing up I feel like an idiot! I hate that, Fraser, it's as bad as the correcting."

Inspired by the Farscape episode "A Kiss Is But A Kiss".

"Is this one of those Prime Directive things, or should we do something about it?" Ronon shook his head, trying to clear the image of McKay doing... what Teyla had said he was going to do out of his head, it was just that wrong. "There's no way we can let this slide."

"You and your hair are ashamed to be seen with me, just admit it."

"Nobody ends up out here if they're on the good side of Fleet and Core, kid." A space opera AU.

Rule Twenty-Five: No matter what happens, true shinobi must never - ever - show their emotions. The mission is the only priority. Carry that in your heart and never shed a tear.

- - Shinobi Rules of Conduct [as stated by Sakura in Vol. 4]

A healthy body has needs that can't always be satisfied alone.

Set one year post movie, Charles overloads himself in Cerebro, and his mind goes walkabout; wherever he is (and he’s around), it’s not in his body. Erik temporarily takes over the school in his absence, and finds that there’s little time for resentment or hatred when he’s busy organizing assigned reading for English lit, keeping the youngest children out of trouble, and trying to talk Raven into wearing clothing for the boys’ sake. Somewhere in between taking responsibility for the students and dreaming Charles’ dreams every night, he manages to remember that he’s something rather more than a weapon. In other words: A Love Story between two Gentlemen, told in Prose, Epistles, and Nonsense Rhymes.

Amazing Sheppard manips.

Rodney isn't on the marriage market anymore. John notices.

Rodney uses John as a pillow. John's okay with that.

"Do I know you?" Sam asks, glancing down at Gabriel through thick, glossy brown bangs. Gabriel spares half a second to feel sorry for Sam, because she's actually- abstractly- very pretty. Heart-shaped face, delicate eyebrows knitting over bright hazel eyes, vaguely Amazonian figure. But it can't be easy being the little sister of like, Wonder Woman.

Castiel is utterly convinced he can't love anyone, but Sam, so when a strange occurrence at a carnival shows him otherwise, he doesn't know what to do.

In which Dean has an angelic boyfriend and Sam is a better brother than anyone gives him credit for.

The old school way of customizing tumblr. This way actually *works*.

This 8 month old baby was born deaf, watch the moment as his cochlear implant is activated and he hears sound for the first time, and his mother’s voice.

People you kiss in an airport baggage claim and then don't talk to for thirteen months shouldn't be able to exist, let alone make your chest do the things Arthur's chest is doing. There are rules.

I've had a couple of emails and tweets asking somewhat cautiously why the popular page has filled with slash fiction. That's because the fans are coming!

An exploration in Lipton. This is a look at the caretaker of Easy, from childhood in Huntington to old age in Montana, living with his partner Ronald C. Speirs. Prodigal Son is the life of Carwood Lipton, as it unfolds through the events of The Velveteen Soldier, looking at the same life from the point of view of the other man in it. Curious how Carwood coped with looking after an entire company of soldiers lead by an absentee CO? Or how he adjusted to life after the war? This is the story of how little First Lieutenant Carwood Lipton grew up, found love, and built a house of cards with Captain Ron Speirs.

A series in which John Sheppard is an AI-turned-human. (And one mini-fic in which he was human all along.) 214,548 words.

An AU set in Xanthe’s "Coming Home" and "The General and Dr. Sheppard" BDSM universe, in which John and Rodney meet in high school. As an AU, it should be readable alone, but it would probably make more sense to read Xanthe’s fics first.

They made croissants and Napoleons, and little chocolate foam things, but most importantly they made incredibly delicious cakes

Misha has always prided himself on his mastery of the first impression - both giving and receiving. After all, people are easy enough to read if examined through the appropriate lens. For the last two years he's stuck to his guns and his assumption that Jensen is just a good guy who made a dick mistake back when he thought Misha was disposable. Pushed him up against a trailer door and took because he could. But now, with Jared overseas with his new bride, Jensen around more than ever, and a decision weighing heavy on his conscience, Misha realizes that truly knowing Jensen might be nearly as impossible as knowing himself.

It started with a kiss. A kiss so simple, it complicated everything. One kiss – eye-opening, heart-pounding, soul-stirring – was all it took. It reminded Steve of an old proverb he’d heard on one of those missions he’d never tell anyone about: Kissing is like drinking salted water; you drink, and your thirst increases. Danny’s thoughts could be summed up by something his Ma once told him: I ran up the door, opened the stairs, said my pajamas and put on my prayers, turned off my bed, tumbled into my light, and all because…he kissed me goodnight. [Goes AU as of the S1 finale.]

John is Sherlock's internet boyfriend - from Canada.

In a strange alter-world, everyone's IQ is written (literally) on their faces. John's average. Sherlock, who's obviously a genius, wants to see if John can become more than what his number says he is.

Then again, maybe it isn’t so surprising they ended up together.

Beautiful.

Shore leave happens to coincide with Christmas. Jim convinces Spock to join him for some traditional Terran festivities, and learns an unexpected lesson in Vulcan customs.

Inspired by this prompt asking for FTM!Stiles. Stiles has come to the realization that he’s going to need to tell the pack that he’s transgender before they find out on their own. He’s only ever told one person before, and he’s still thankful Scott was a true best friend. He only hopes the others take his news as well.

The Undead Task Force is there to protect and serve the public from what goes bump in the night. It's not a dating service for werewolves.

Stiles pulls a Sabrina. With unexpected results.

When Stiles doesn't listen to Derek and almost gets himself killed, Derek decides to spank him as punishment.

Frannie's got a romance novel with a big strapping Mountie on the cover, shirt hanging open, hair blowing in the wind, you know the kind.

It took Rodney a really embarrassingly long time to figure it out.

Thursday morning, Ray woke up with a Mountie sitting at the foot of his bed.

"You know what?" Ray's eyes were already glazing over. "Instead of making me a jewelry expert, wouldn't it be quicker to make you an American?"

"He's got to come out eventually," Rolling Stone observes.

Brad is hiding under the Humvee again.

Rodney wrinkled his nose. "Tell me, Colonel, what should I do when the giant bird thing tries to eat my head? Stand still and let it?"

"You're still wet and loose from last night - that's so hot."

He couldn’t keep standing here, watching Rodney. He had to move.

"Oh my God," Ray breathed. "You're Fraser's dad."

When Major John Sheppard shoots Colonel Sumner, he thinks of only one thing: keep the creature feeding on him from learning their secrets. He doesn't think that with that one act, he'll become Alpha of the pack in the Atlantis expedition.

That alone is weird enough, but John still has to navigate his new werewolf pack, military politics, witches, evil space vampires, Genii, and Replicators. There's the bonus complication of the grief, joy, wonder, and terror that is life in the Pegasus Galaxy. Add to that his frustration with--and maybe even feelings for--Dr Rodney McKay, and now the lone-wolf life John once enjoyed is even further behind him than it was the moment he stepped through the stargate and emerged in the city of Atlantis. [Rodney/Grodin, John/Ford, John/Teer]

He doesn’t expect it to start... tingling. Teyla had never mentioned anything about tingling. But, now that he thinks back, he does remember the strange glint in her eye; and with the part of his brain not invested in dragging John close and kissing the breath out of him, he curses her out. She knew exactly what she was doing.

He just wants to get through this weekend without the four of them burning the house down. And without his stepbrother— ex-stepbrother— whatever, Rodney— throwing him off the roof.

Finding the words.

Double penetration, bondage (held down, tied down) and toys. Very light BDSM.

Dave Sheppard learns more about his brother and gets drawn into a tangle of secrets and truths.

It's all his damned knee's fault. If it wasn't for his body's betrayal, no one would have found out about the fight club, or about his dad practically leaving them to fend for themselves after their mother's death. And they certainly wouldn't have sent the four of them kids to Hawai'i, to live with their aunt and uncle. Although, Danny has to admit that the class president offers a not-so-small consolation... [Starts as an AU then segues into canon.]

Teyla and Ford were hunkered down behind their own boulder less than twenty yards away, and how all four of them had gotten this far without a scratch, Rodney had absolutely no idea.

John wakes up before Rodney; lazy morning sex and frottage.

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"All I ask is that you remove from our miserable world the incredible personage known as Doctor McKay," said the Grand Vizier.