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New York is going to recognize gay marriages from other states.

Aside from the fact that this is wonderful, this is going to clear up a major bureaucratic hassle. I've heard that divorces are particularly problematic when your marriage is not recognized in the first place. State agencies have been left boggled not knowing what to do.

And think of the child custody of married gay couples, now secure (hopefully). The health insurance benefits. Having access to your partner if they're in the hospital, able to make decisions on their behalf if they're incapacitated. Your will being reconized. Hell, even stupid stuff like the phone company letting you ask questions about you and your partner's phone bill.

In honor of this, I bring back my not-cloying-I-promise gay marriage fic, written when the first gay servicemen got married in Ontario:

Fools Can Dream, Stargate SG-1, Jack/Daniel, PG-13
Jack thought it would be cool to have the wedding in space.
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Stories in the works

I'm cruising along on that Lorne/Sheppard what-the-heck-this-is-fun-whee! story I've been writing in comments to [livejournal.com profile] auburnnothenna. Sheppard, naked, pissed off and chasing Lorne down a beach on the Atlantis mainland-? My idea of a good time.

The Lorne/Heightmeyer? Let's not mince words. This story sucks donkey dick. Each attempt to repair it has made it slightly worse. [livejournal.com profile] filenotch, I fear to send it to you, if only because I want no evidence of how badly I can write when I'm writing badly. I am digging a hole in the back yard to hide the bodies. This is not mere writerly neurosis. I have had one beta say, "There are good things about this story" (the ever-sweet [livejournal.com profile] amothea) and two others tell me various gentle versions of "wow, um, do we get salvage rights?" ([livejournal.com profile] _inbetween_ who wisely bailed, and [livejournal.com profile] enname who has bravely stuck it out). I'm still working on it out of sheer bloody-minded stubbornness, to see if I have the ability to fix it at all. I suspect [livejournal.com profile] enname has stuck it out due to a delighted fascination with train-wrecks.

Out Of Bounds, I'm just writing snippets to The Playground people as I try to work out a major plot-hole and re-write my outline according to the reality of the skating season. [livejournal.com profile] roaringmice's suggestion is still my best option.

P.S. Is there something wrong with me that my Out Of Bounds outline is in an Excel spreadsheet?

The Lost & Found

You all have them.

Stories that you posted that somehow fell through the cracks. You wrote them the week everyone was away at a convention. Or else your story canon was jossed three days after you posted them. Or they're a weird pairing that no one likes. Or else the story's gen and everyone who reads you only cares about slash.

I was rooting through my list of stories that just... fell off the radar.

The Albatross - HP Fandom - Snape/Percy
I wrote this the day before Half-Blood Prince came out, with full knowledge that canon would probably joss it and it would likely be missed in the squeeing over JKR. It also has a title that doesn't grab. I always thought it was rather sweet, which is strange in a Snape/Percy.

Liar's Chair - SGA Fandom - John Sheppard
I just wrote this one, but know? I'm not usually a gen writer and it sort of... slipped by. I really like this trip inside John's neurosis and self-doubts.

The Stars Look Very Different Today - SGA Fandom - John/Rodney
This is a gut-punch I wrote and then never posted anywhere until waaaay after the fact. I'm surprised, but I come back and re-read it for the imagery. Read the warnings, because this is the kind of story I don't usually like to read, especially if I'm not warned.

First Time A Soldier - SG-1 Fandom - Jack, Daniel
This one had two strikes against it: 1) it was written nearly a year after my active involvement in the SG-1 universe (and shortly before the cancellation of the show), and 2) it's gen, which I don't often write. It's introspective with a tight structure and comes close to "literary" fiction, whatever that is.

The Metronome - HP Fandom - young Lucius Malfoy, Tom Riddle
Here is another example of that same problem: written long after my daily involvement in HP, and it's also gen. I posted it, too, at the end of the year, in the middle of the flood of Smutmas fics. Lucius as an uncomfortable young man, arrogant, but not sure of himself.

What stories do you have in your Lost & Found? Post them.
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It was like finding buried treasure, or a forgotten necklace from high school dropped behind the dresser. I often leave files open and [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru doesn't know where to put them.

I found this vignette saved to a random folder.

I no longer remember what the story was going to be. I think it was in response to someone requesting Daniel's point of view for a change, but I'm not sure. Still, the scene has a sense of completeness and I've decided I like it. So I gave it a name and here you are.

Title: Sea Change
Author: Icarus
Rating: R
Fandom/Pairing: SG-1, Jack/Daniel
Summary: When you've gone just one step too far, is it possible to go back to being friends?

Daniel curled up on his bed and smelled Jack's after shave on his pillow… and didn't know what he thought about that. The shower rained in the next room, and Jack might as well have been a million worlds away, the door shut tight between them. )
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Just needed one night off. *whew*

Compassion For The Enemy. Carson Beckett. PG.
Carson frets over what they're doing to Michael.

Jack O'Neill, Linguist Extraordinaire. Jack/Daniel. PG-13.
So, it turns out Daniel doesn't speak every language.

Dungeon Master Daniel. Jack/Daniel. PG-13.
Jack forgot how geeky Daniel truly was.

A Geek's Life, And Not Really Ashamed. Jack/Daniel. PG-13.
Just when Jack thinks Daniel has hit the ultimate in geekdom, Daniel goes that one step further.

Armed Forces. Jack, Daniel. PG.
Jack explains his first love.

*salutes* Now. To get a little writing done.
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Just under the wire. Check out the other Jack/Daniel Fic-A-Thon stories here.

Title: First Time A Soldier
Author: Icarus
Website: Icarus.Slash.Fiction
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Stargate SG-1, Jack and Daniel Fic-A-Thon
Challenge: for [livejournal.com profile] sherrold who asked for post Sha're's death; first-time story and gets, er, something that interprets First Time very differently. [livejournal.com profile] theemdash worked like the dickens to help me add some SUBTEXT, and I hope you like it even if it isn't what you had in mind.
Summary: It took Jack years to convince Daniel to qualify on the Beretta. "I've become something I've never wanted to be."
Notes: Thank you to [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru and [livejournal.com profile] theemdash for the beta review.

'A gun's different. The staff weapon was like … Moses pointing a stick at the Red Sea. You don't really expect it to work.' )
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So [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru says, "You make me out as having some great sexy voice, but really I'm just a regular guy."

Yeah. That's what's appealing. This is our test-run podcast -- we needed to start with something short. Next on WG's list: Cursed Artefacts For Sale.

Podcast Title: Shy Guy
Story Author: Icarus
Voiced by: [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru (yes, an NC-17 slash story read by a man; don't say I never gave you anything)
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: pure sex.
Summary: An assignation. "Daniel took off his glasses and sank to his knees. One foot knocked against a bottle of bleach, while in front of him Jack shouldered between the clatter of a broom handle and some metal shelves."
Author's notes: Thank you Cyanei, for the beta and many helpful suggestions. What can I say? I wanted porn, so I wrote some. Beware, we had a little trouble with the mic.

Shy Guy Podcast

I think we got the entire file, but my server connection timed out. So let me know if it didn't work.

ETA: You want him to read more? Comment. Really.
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The file for Colony Atlantis has never been marked final. It's sat in my SGA folder with a draft number and a feeling like it wasn't finished. Oh, I posted it to my website, but never anywhere else. The ending faded to black, but it didn't close. It would have worked in an episode, but not in print.

A reviewer sent me a puzzled email, telling me it felt incomplete. Yeah.

So [livejournal.com profile] stellahobbit did a huge amount of work on it, working with me on three new sections. [livejournal.com profile] gray_bard asked for more about life in Atlantis. Then [livejournal.com profile] lerah99 helped me work through the ending, because it still didn't say what it wanted to say.

I think this is it.

Colony Atlantis SGA/SG-1 crossover, Jack/Daniel

This is what happens when Weir begins to build her vision of a utopia.

ETA: [livejournal.com profile] 20thcenturyvole asked if could post it here since she can't access Slashcity. So, here you go:

Once the Wraith were beaten back, Atlantis was open for colonization. )
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I've ginsu-ed that semi-fic-sort-of-vignette-but-kinda-not-anything to such a degree that I should probably rename it. I was thinking "Stay Of Execution" as alternate, but I'm not sure if it... mumblemumble....

Anyhow, I've surgically implanted a plot, and now the fic is a fic. It is also completely different. It has angst. The tone and context has changed. Utterly changed. (Though I've kept most of the one-liners.)

There's one section that I think sucks, but it's not cooperating sooo, screw it.

Yes, I am editing in public. *eeeee!*

Title: Colony Atlantis
Fandom: SGA-ish, SG-1-ish (Now with more Jack TM)
Rating: R
Summary: Let's try this again -- This is what happens when Weir begins to build her vision of a utopia.

What the Marines don't know won't hurt them. )

ETA: Did I spoil all the fun? I did say it was different.

ETAs: Minor edits
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Since my Muse... (Icarus glances over at foul-tempered chained creature in fairy wings)... has been lazy and uncooperative lately, giving me only partial stories... (Muse bares its fangs gleefully)... with incomplete arcs and no direction... (Muse makes a cawing sound that's suspiciously like laughter)

... there will be some odd things in this journal. I openly admit that the story below is difficult to describe. It has the flavour of a vignette, one that's oddly incomplete, yet is 2,700 words long. But I had to rip these pages out to use the rest of the notebook for school, so if I didn't develop this half page of notes it would have been gone, I tell you, gone!

(Muse grooms itself, ignoring Icarus)

I refused to be cowed. I will develop what little I have. And I will write, yes, write!

Title: Colony Atlantis
Fandom: SGA, but with SG-1 sliding in there.
Summary: This is what happens when Weir begins to build her vision of a utopia.

My deepest apologies to the U.S. Marine Corps. )
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I always thought that the debate in "Rising" between Weir and Jack O'Neill to get Sheppard on the team was a little flip (of course, they had to move the story along). So here's my vision of that discussion:

Title: Nasty Little Elves
Fandom: SGA, Episode "Rising," though this is set back on earth and SG-1 fans will relate.
Summary: The general is talked into reconsidering a disgraced pilot for the Atlantis team. (So unbeta'd. So off the cuff. But I love Jack, and I really think the military would have put up more of a fight against including John. Weir knew the right person to ask.)

Wherein the nature of 'orders' and 'defying them' is explained with no little hypocrisy. )
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Have a looksee at [livejournal.com profile] stargateficrec here.
People like Fools Can Dream.

I'm grinning from ear to ear now.
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I don't believe it.

No. No way.

Now I feel soooooo guilty for whining.

I just got an email telling me that last April The Other Man was nominated for a Stargate Fan Award.

Does it have a prayer? Like a snowflake in a volcano. It's nominated in the same category as [livejournal.com profile] thegrrrl2002's brilliantly soft This Day In History.

But wow, I really appreciate it.

I think you should go read The Other Man (the entire point to these awards in my point of view), then vote for [livejournal.com profile] thegrrrl2002's story. Hee.
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Icarus Slash Fiction has been updated with two Stargate stories:

For The Petulant Gods NC-17, Jack/Daniel.
Jack and Daniel's not-so-stellar sex-life.

Fools Can Dream PG-13, Jack/Daniel.
Jack thought it would be cool to have the wedding in space. Yeah. Bad idea.
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In celebration of completing my finals. (Here's hoping I did well. *crosses fingers*)

Mostly unbeta'd, based on this article on two Canadian servicemen who married yesterday. Yes, it's a marriage-fic. I read it to [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru and he liked it. Therefore it promises to not be cloying.

Fools Can Dream. These things never go right. )
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A little Jack/Daniel for you. Jack tells a 'hypothetical' story.

Un-beta'd. Heck, I just tore this one off the notepad and stuck it up here.

Between The Lines - Jack/Daniel - PG-13/R-ish )

ETA: Fixed the crappy formatting.

ETA2: And the major tense problem. Sheesh. That'll teach me not to beta. ;)
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Okay, here's the first part of BlackOps!Jack written for [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru. Happy Memorial day!

The Sky Below. Gen-ish, R for violence (later). Jack-centric. A ruined Memorial Day picnic. )

W00T! [livejournal.com profile] wildernessguru likes his challenge-fic so far. I think this came out better than the first version that was lost in my computer troubles.
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So instead of doing homework I played Percy ([livejournal.com profile] interimminister) on [livejournal.com profile] hp_dungeons last night.

Now for some Stargate stuff:


Jack rapped on Daniel's screen door, a tinny, aluminum sound, but he obviously couldn't be heard over the rise and fall of chanting. The voice called "Al-akba!"-something-something, a flowing musical sound. He finally just let himself in, dumped the fruit basket on Daniel's counter and turned the corner to find Daniel kneeling on the livingroom floor, eyes closed, lips moving voicelessly to the recording.

"What the hell's that?" He was used to weird sounds coming out of Daniel, but usually his taste in music was normal. If a little new-age-y and bland.

Daniel startled. "Oh. I'm studying the Koran." He reached up and turned the stereo down. "It really is meant to be heard rather than read."

"Islam?" Jack frowned. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't those guys just attack us?"

"No..." Daniel turned to him, lips parted in surprise. "A bunch of crazies did."

"Yeah." Jack nodded slowly. "Like I said - didn't those guys just attack us?"

"There are four billion Muslims, Jack. I think we'd notice if they all attacked."

"I noticed all those people dead in New York."

"Here. Listen to this." Daniel sighed and turned up the jibber-jabber. Jack listened for several moments with a puzzled expression on his face. "It says, loosely translated of course, that one can defend oneself but that 'Allah loves not the aggressor.'"

"Hunh." It could very well say 'bananas ten dollars a bunch,' but Jack took his word for it.

"I have a hard time reconciling what is said in the Koran with what people, some people, do. But it's always like that with religious philosophies."

"It brings out the crazy in all of us?" Jack quipped, recalling Daniel practically talking to himself a minute before.

"No. They make handy excuses when you're pissed off." He turned up the chanting. He started making quiet, small gestures, hands at his chest, hands up...

This was too weird. "What are doing?"

"Huh?" Daniel stopped the gestures. "Oh. I didn't realize I was doing that." He smiled, eyes vague and distant. "When I was five or six my parents were in Cairo, stocking up between digs. We'd been there a lot, and five times a day there'd be this... sound... this singing voice throughout the city, from the rooftops, everywhere. And almost everyone would stop and leave. It was like a magic spell was cast. Well I was a pretty curious little kid."

"No. You?"

Daniel chuckled a little. "It had been nagging at me for a while, I remember. So I just sort of... followed them. I guess I was a little late and small enough that nobody noticed me as I stepped into these beautiful arched buildings, following that sound. People were bowing and it was all so peaceful.

"I suppose people must have noticed me then, but they stuck to their prayers. They were doing the same things, so I started imitating the men," Daniel said, slightly starry-eyed, repeating a few of the gestures. "Later, the Sufis were very amused. They bought me some juice while we waited for my parents to find me."

"You were in Cairo and your parents lost track of you?"

"I was pretty good at giving my babysitters the slip. But yeah, they were frantic. I was in a lot of trouble." Daniel smiled guilitily. "But after the Sufis told them what had happened, they thought it was adorable. They asked me to show them what I learned and the Sufis walked me through it again. They took a lot of pictures." He stood and pulled an old bound volume off a shelf. "I have some of them here, I think."

"Baby pictures?" Jack perked up, reaching for it. Blackmail time. "You've been holding out on me."

Daniel handed him the photo album and Jack started paging through. Daniel had definitely been an only child: there were tons of pictures of very blond, grubby little kid. No naked pictures to tease Daniel with, disappointingly.

"Anyhow, I can't seem to reconcile that memory with all the crazy stuff." Daniel looked wistful. "Sometimes when I miss my family I play some recordings from Cairo, or listen to the recitation."

Daniel turned up the floaty chanting while Jack paged through the photo album.

Camels and people in turbans, a picture of a huge crew at what looked like a flattened construction site where Daniel stood out like a white dot - he turned the page - and smiling very intellectual-looking parents. They both wore glasses, Jack noted, deciding Daniel looked more like his mother. Then there was his grandfather Nick, looking a lot younger, in front of a museum display.

And more museums, museums, museums... they all started to blur together.

Jack pointed to a later picture, one that was more recognizably Daniel, albeit with white-blond hair and ultra-tanned skin. But the glasses had finally appeared. "Where was this?"

"Oh, I dunno. The museums started to all seem the same. Just different layouts everyone would argue over," Daniel said absently. Jack returned to the earlier Cairo pictures which were at least a place, and studied them. Daniel's lips moved with the chants, but he didn't say anything, seeming a million miles away.

"I'd like to go there with you sometime," Jack mused.

"To a mosque?" Daniel blinked, startled from his reverie.

"No. To there - Cairo." Jack gestured to the photos.

"Yeah, I guess it is the closest thing I have to a 'hometown.'" Daniel was thoughtful. "It probably looks really different now. I haven't been back there in over fifteen years."

"Then it's about time you went."

"All right... yeah. Let's do it." His face returned to the present, eyes sparkling and lively. "But you can't go to Cairo without at least visiting a mosque." Daniel smirked at Jack.

Jack's eyes narrowed at him, thinking this over. "Okay. Deal." He jabbed a finger at Daniel. "But start wearing a turban and I'll leave you there."

(Ooops. Late for tutoring.)

ETA: Finished it after I returned from work.
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Goofing around in comments for The Languages of Dr. Daniel Jackson a couple drabbles popped up. I was vastly amused that no one argued with my claim that Daniel was probably into Dungeons & Dragons as a kid.

Who could resist? [livejournal.com profile] skt23 says I should post them, so okay.

Jack O'Neill, Linguist Extraordinaire )

Dungeon Master Daniel )

A Geek's Life, And I'm Not Really Ashamed )
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[livejournal.com profile] tafkarfanfic suggested I post this somewhere, so I thought I'd start here. Written for [livejournal.com profile] destina in response to inventing canon and how not to write Abused!Daniel (if at all).

Daniel casually said as he cut the mold off the cheese, 'Oh, yeah, I sort of developed the ability to eat anything.' )


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