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Introducing [livejournal.com profile] lost_her_sway & [livejournal.com profile] finding_jay's PANTSLESS!FEMMESLASH!FRIDAY FICATHON!


Okay! So [livejournal.com profile] finding_jay & I were chit-chatting away in my last post about Femmeslash!Friday, aka tonight's SGA episode. Then, through a wonderful twist of fate, we created the SG-1/SGA Pantsless!Femmeslash!Friday Ficathon in celebration!

Basically, the rules/guidelines go something like this:

1. Just sit down, pick a pairing, & start writing! You can leave a prompt if you can't think of what to write, but mark it in the subject line so it's easily found!
2. It can be fluffy, purely PWP, gen or whatever you can think of, as long as it involves pantslessness & is femmeslashy in nature.
3. Post your response to the challenge in a comment to this post. You have 4300 characters to use up, that's PLENTY for some sexy girlporn, right? OF COURSE! However, if you wish to make your fic longer, than just post it at your LJ/writing community & link it here with the title, pairing & rating in the subject line so everyone can get to it!
4. Ficathon will run from Friday, November 9th, to Monday, November 12th- yay for weekend femmeslash!
5. PIMP THIS OUT LIKE CRAZY, PEOPLE! It won't be nearly as much fun if you don't! PLUS, THE MORE YOU PIMP? THE BETTER CHANCE YOU'LL SEE WHAT YOU WANT!
6. Also, you may request a pairing of your choice, crossover or not. Just post it in the subject line as such: Request - Sam/Janet - Bondage, or whatever you want!


HAPPY FEMMESLASHING & HAPPY FRIDAY TO EVERYONE!
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
SPOILERS FOR MISSING!!! SERIOUSLY. BIG ONES!




***

When Jennifer tells her the news (because it's Jennifer now. After all of that it has to be.), she makes sure Teyla is comfortable and give her a glass of water. She keeps a basin ready, and Teyla does not understand until the words leave her mouth, until she's processing them, and then she feels it, the cold twist in her stomach, and she vomits and vomits and vomits.

Teyla spends the next two days sleeping, both in the infirmary and in her own bed. Jennifer tells everyone she's still recovering and they all seem to believe it, although Colonel Carter comes by personally and seems to understand that there is more at work.

Jennifer comes by too, right before she leaves to visit her father.

"I just... god, Teyla. I'm so sorry. About..." She gestures futilely, then covers her face with her hands. "We'll find him. We'll find all of them, I promise, I'll do everything... everything I can..."

It is Jennifer who starts to cry, little hiccoughing sobs, and Teyla gets up and pulls her towards the bed, stroking her hair. She can't find it within herself to cry, not yet. The shock and anger and fear are too strong to let the grief set in.

She kisses Jennifer on the forehead, which is a sign of the most intimate friendship between her people. On Atlantis, it is only her team who have earned this privilege so far, and she has never explained what it meant. Jennifer sobs and shifts and suddenly the kiss isn't on the forehead anymore.

But it still seems right. It seems like the comfort Jennifer needs, so Teyla kisses back, runs her hand down Jennifer's thigh, licks into the heat of her mouth. She pushes her back onto the bed and unbuttons her blouse and her pants and breathes against her skin until Teyla can feel her own tears running down her face, until she loses track of who is comforting who.
From: [identity profile] riverdresses.livejournal.com
::floppyflop:: Perfect little slashy coda for the girls! ::hugs them::

(& ooooo, infirmary!sexing! :D)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Awww... I just watched Missing and I think I might have a new OTP. This is beautiful, bittersweet and emotional. Perfect!
From: [identity profile] accidentalfan.livejournal.com
Ooh. Very nice. After "Missing" their relationship could go one of two ways, and I much prefer this way. Yay!

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Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.

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