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Actually, ANYONE who writes a Professor Sheppard AU based on this photo wins ~~a million bagillion dollars~~ a fic from me. Seriously.

Thanks to

looking4tarzan for the link.

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From:

notpoetry.livejournal.com

"What are you doing?" Rodney said.

John straightened up and pushed his knuckles into the aching small of his back. "Clearing out my desk."

Rodney blinked at him over the edge of his coffee mug, then lowered it. "Why?"

"They found an office for me." John jerked his head at the door. "Down the hallway."

"That's not an office, that's a supply closet they cleaned out." Rodney gestured with his mug, holding his hands two inches apart. "Seriously, two feet square. Stay here."

"I thought you wanted your own office," John said. Rodney had only mentioned it twice a day for the past month.

"You make good coffee," Rodney said, and left.

John didn't think Rodney had a class that hour.

===

John dropped a box on Rodney's desk, and left to teach class.

===

"Nine point eight metres per second squared," Rodney said. "Squared. For the love of God, you people are supposed to be the best and the brightest and seventy percent of you got that wrong. That's like misspelling your name -- what?" This last directed at John through the closed door.

John quit knocking and grinned to himself just before opening the door and poking his head into Rodney's classroom. "I just wanted to say, nice tie."

Rodney's hand flew up to touch the bowtie at his throat. "Get out of here."

"Sure thing." He looked at Rodney's students, sitting in straight rows of twelve by twelve, and waved at them. "Listen to Doctor Rodney, kids."

"Leave now," Rodney shouted, and John pulled the door closed behind him.

Rodney must've liked John's present.

===

From:

notpoetry.livejournal.com

John heard the door open and pushed the cup of coffee towards the edge of the desk without looking up. "Bowties are really very classy," he said.

"Shut up," Rodney said, and grabbed the coffee.

"I'm impressed that you knew how to tie it." John pushed the cap back onto his red pen and leaned back in his chair. "I almost bought you a clip-on."

"That would've just been insulting." Rodney finished the coffee and sat down at his desk. He pulled a stack of papers toward him and started grading, then said, "I looked up instructions online."

"At least you're man enough to admit it." John rolled his chair over to Rodney's desk. It wasn't far to go. If he stretched out an arm while sitting at his own desk, he could touch the arm of Rodney's chair. The office really was too small for two people. "Want to know the best part about bowties?"

Rodney looked up. His pen fell slack in his hand. "What?"

"They're even easier to undo," John said, and pulled apart Rodney's tie.

===

"This thing better hide hickeys as well as my Einstein tie does," Rodney said, panting a little.

John dug his teeth into his bottom lip and grinned. His fingers kept tripping over themselves as he reknotted Rodney's bowtie. "Don't worry," he said, and pressed a fast kiss to the underside of Rodney's jaw. "Nobody would believe that anyone nerdy enough to wear a bowtie was actually getting any."

"Gee, thanks," Rodney said. He batted away John's hands. "I've got a class."

"See you later." John leaned back in his chair and started doing up the buttons on his own shirt.

Rodney paused at the door and looked over his shoulder at John. "There's fresh coffee in the pot," he said, and left.

John grinned, and straightened his bowtie.

From:

trinityofone.livejournal.com

AHH. AHHHH. MY LOVE FOR YOU GROWS EXPONENTIALLY.

*swoons and dies*

From:

saturnalia.livejournal.com

Hee! This is fantastic.

(And, er, I hope you made it to the play okay? *blinks*)

From:

anna_luna

I am very happy now... like... really, who knew bowties had this much potential?

You made bowties sexy!

From:

thediane.livejournal.com

AMAZING. You wrote awesome fic about bowties. Bowties! You are amazing :D

From:

zoerayne

Oh, yeah. That's the good stuff.

Hope you made it to the play okay!

From:

not-sally.livejournal.com

The 6 steps of doom for a fangirl (when reading any fic prompted from a pic or crazy idea):

1- *reads fic*

2- *ponders*

3- *rereads fic*

4- *tells self: "Bowties are not sexy, 'self, goddammit!"*

5- *wishes there were bowties on the show at some point*

6- *feels shame*

From:

wychwood

...YOU ARE AWESOME.

ALSO I HOPE YOU WEREN'T ACTUALLY LATE THAT WOULD BE SAD

From:

birdsflying

:flailflailflaily:

Yes. Bowties! Einstein ties! Hot professors making out! Yay!

(I hope you weren't too late!)

From:

firesprite1105.livejournal.com

Their bowtied love is so dorky and hot! I love it!

From:

damson.livejournal.com

I totally don't know you, but

megolas pointed me to this post to cheer me up and told me your little AU was awesome and she was quite, quite right. So I just wanted to say, this is pure joy. :grins a great deal: Hope you weren't too late to your play!

From:

wildgreentide.livejournal.com

This was great! I love the exchange of ties as foreplay, but I think actually my favorite part was John telling Rodney's students to pay attention to him. Snarky and cute!

From:

toft-froggy.livejournal.com

Oh my god, this is so brilliant and I LOVE YOU FOREVER. I can so see John wearing bow ties and being totally smug about it and it *infuriating* Rodney. Heh.