Pantsless!Femmeslash!Friday Ficathon!
Nov. 9th, 2007 07:44 amIntroducing
lost_her_sway &
finding_jay's PANTSLESS!FEMMESLASH!FRIDAY FICATHON!
Okay! So
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!
Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 04:44 am (UTC)She is a Colonel in the United States Air Force. She has been decorated for her work in the line of duty. She is a military brat, and a damned good one, too. She demands respect.
Except, maybe, the night after a big feast off-world with the rest of SG-1. All she knows is that dawn has brought a thick fog - hopefully thick enough to hide her - and a throbbing migraine. She sticks her head out of the tent and looks around, her hair - she'll never get used to it being this long - standing up in tall spikes.
She hurries to Vala's tent, unable to believe she had been drunk enough to forget them the night before. She ducks inside, grabs her pants and turns to run back to her own tent.
Cameron, Daniel and Teal'c are standing at the edge of the trees. Cam's mouth hangs open, an apple frozen halfway to his lips. Daniel's eyebrows are rising to his hairline. And Teal'c just smirks.
And Sam stands in the middle of their camp with her black t-shirt wrapped around her waist. She presses her thighs together and covers one socked foot with the other. She has her jacket on, but the t-shirt isn't much of a sarong. She clears her throat, shifts her weight and then nods to the men. "Gentlemen."
She walks confidently past them and into her own tent. Once she's safely inside the shadowy confines of her tent, she kicks herself. She never should have made fun of Cameron for losing his pants.
She would never hear the end of this...
Re: Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 04:46 am (UTC)And, also, Sam/Vala ftw, of course.
Re: Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 04:55 am (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Re: Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 09:35 am (UTC)Re: Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 01:35 pm (UTC)Re: Credibility Fading, Sam/Vala, R
Date: 2007-11-10 08:02 pm (UTC)