five minute fanfic theatre

[mylittleredgirl]

comment!fic for miera_c exceeded the character limit, as per usual. I am at work and have five-minute sanity breaks sometimes, so feel free to challenge or write X-minute ficlets yourself to amuse ME, because it is all about ME the masses. W00t.

Comments

[angelqueen04]

You know, if he's really concerned that she'll try to sneak back to her office, he could just stick around and make sure she stays...

I'm just saying. ;D

Very cute! Friendshippiness rocks! :)

[mylittleredgirl]

I think that would be a very different fanfic. A few years down the road, maybe

[miera_c]

DUUUUUUUUUDE.

How did you know I was thinking about Elizabeth-tied-up-sex? (OK it was Elizabeth/Teyla/John with Elizabeth tied up but still).

Oh my God. I really AM your sock puppet!!!!! *cries*

[mylittleredgirl]

We are totally mutual sock puppets. It's kinda freaky, y0.

Besides, aren't you always thinking about that? ;-P

[miera_c]

OMG YOU ARE AWESOME!

;)

[mylittleredgirl]

Anything for you, dahling! (I was about to call you "my darling sockpuppet" but that just sounds really really wrong somehow.)

[miera_c]

"my darling sockpuppet"

*sigh* poor lonely sockpuppet who gets no terms of endearment.

[mylittleredgirl]

Just for that, you WILL now be called sockpuppet. ENDEAR THIS.

*loveyou*

[peanutbutterer]

It was probably kinda sick that one of his favorite expressions on her was exasperation.

Hee. *loves*

This really took five minutes? Dayum. The jealousy is encroaching on the love omg.

[mylittleredgirl]

Yeah, okay, probably not. I was thinking of actual typing time, for I am at work and keep getting interrupted by, liek, my real actual job. I tend to have a really poor sense of time while in the warp bubble of my jobosphere.

[peanutbutterer]

Work totally gets in the way of the more important things in life.

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“But, John -” he cuts her off with a kiss. After an embarrassingly long moment she musters just enough strength to (halfheartedly) pull away. “John,” she tries again, this time with a hand on his chest. “We need to go.”

He responds with a whimper that she will never admit she finds endearing, even under duress. (He already knows that she’s a sucker for his pout and he certainly doesn’t need any more ammunition.)

“We have a meeting,” she reminds him with as much authority as she can intone given her current state of undress.

“Just five more minutes,” he pleads, inching forward as her hand slides down his chest and alights on his hip. Damn mutinous limbs.

“Work -” she starts and stops as his palm finds her bare thigh thorough the thick tangle of sheets.

“Can wait,” he finishes for her, nuzzling his nose in the soft patch of skin where her jaw meets her neck.

What the hell, she thinks. Rodney will be late anyway.

[miera_c]

*squeak*

(He can do 5 minutes? ;)

[lyssie]

*loves it so*

[mylittleredgirl]

Your icon is made of win.

Wheeee! I thought of you as I was typing. It's fun to write silly fic this way! It reminds me of the original Sparky Days in which everything we wrote was... pretty well ridiculous. Love eet.

[aj]

OH, the early days! "Wait, do you think John and Elizabeth would discuss porn kinks?"
"TOTALLY!"
"Hmm. Maybe they like fluffer nutter!"
"PERFECT!"

[angelqueen04]

Goodness, that icon is just amazing! *grins*

[elvinborn]

littlered ftwin!!
*loves*