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icarusI'm feeling sort of overwhelmed and Harry Potter saturated at the moment.
To give myself a chance to 'dry out' from my long HP binge, I'm reading SG-1 slash, and I wrote a teaser in comments the other day.
I haven't finished it yet -- I'm really swamped and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wildernessguru (who doesn't give a damn about Harry Potter but is a big fan of SG-1) had some suggestions that are getting in the way of the slash though he's dead right, but anyway, I'm posting it here to encourage myself to finish it, despite WG's tinkering.
Working title: Calisthenics
Slash: Jack/Daniel
Rating: to be NC-17
Context: early season 7, after Daniel's return from being "ascended" and subsequent memory loss.
Summary: Daniel stars to remember a, ah, challenge Jack set for himself. ;)
The lunchroom was filled with the usual clatter of silverware, and the scent of stale cleanser overlaid with the smell of overcooked canned food. Jack dropped his tray on the table and proceeded to attempt to identify just what it was he was eating.
Daniel followed more slowly, dazed. He peered deeply into his coffee, as if all the secrets of the universe could be found in a styrofoam cup, before finally taking a sip. His head jerked up a little, and he blinked, glancing around him. "I - I think I remember this place."
"Gee, that's a shame," Jack commiserated, stabbing into something vaguely green. "Of all the places to remember on base, this would be at the bottom of my list." He shook his head and poked at what looked like soggy macaroni and cheese, though there was no way to be sure. "I take it you remember the food, too."
"No. I mean, it's specific. I remember being in this room. I was sitting on a table - over there..."
"Sitting on the table?" Sam's eyebrows drew together as she threw Teal'c a puzzled look.
"Ah." Jack pointed his fork at Daniel, swallowing that last bite. "I'd, ah, ride that memory out before I go spilling anything. Just a suggestion."
"Sir," Sam interrupted Jack with an anxious expression, elbows to either side of her plate. "I think that we should encourage Daniel. No matter how trivial the memory might seem to us, it could trigger other memories. Sense memories, food, might stay with him longer than more complex thoughts and emotions." She leaned forward. "There's a reason these are the kinds of things we remember from our childhood."
"Yeah. Sense memories," Jack echoed. He leaned back in his chair, a beady eye trained on Daniel.
"I was just getting a jelly donut," Daniel continued, with a bit of his old defensiveness, "I don't know why that particular table is so important, but it is."
Jack had clearly given up on the mac and cheese and dropped his fork on his plate as he stood. He gave Daniel a meaningful look. "I'm just saying he might want to be careful, that's all."
But Daniel almost radiated concentration in the tension of his shoulders. He set down the cup and made a cutting gesture as he stared at the table. "I picked up the donut, and spilled some sugar down the front of my uniform -" Sam smiled fondly, but didn't say anything. "I brushed at it and then I -"
Daniel's jaw went slack and he blinked once, slowly, his eyes going out of focus with the memory. "I... oh." His face tipped up towards Jack in amazement.
"Yep," Jack patted his shoulder as he left. "You never know where these memory zaps will take you, eh, Danny?"
"Don't try to push it. I'm sure it'll come back to you." Sam reached across the table encouragingly. But Daniel simply stared after Jack, open-mouthed.
~*~*~
The team assembled in the elevator on the way to the 1300 briefing on PXR-261, which Jack had named the Planet of the Apes.
Sam rolled her eyes. "Simian intelligence is just unusually advanced there, sir."
"Yeah, you watch." Jack tapped the elevator button and folded his hands behind his back, rocking back on his heels. "We're gonna meet someone in a gladiator suit named Cornelius."
"I don't think that's what Cornelius wore," Daniel pointed out, frowning a bit as he stared up at the ceiling. He focused on the upper right corner and suddenly gave it a piercing stare. He blinked rapidly and shook his head as if to clear it.
Jack shot him a look. "So you remember little shit like that -- but you don't remember where the bathroom is?"
"I remember where the bathroom is," Daniel said.
"Yeah. After I showed you."
Daniel ignored this to stare at that corner again, and then glanced over furtively at Jack. He let out a breath, but his eyes kept returning to that spot.
There was a long moment of silence until the elevator bumped to a stop.
Jack smiled, beaming as he stretched his shoulders. "You're remembering the elevator now, aren't you?"
The doors slid open.
"Oh, now stop teasing him," Sam snorted in disgust, brushing past them into the echoing hall.
"Daniel Jackson did recall the elevator on a previous occasion, O'Neill."
"That's not what I meant."
They glanced back to find Daniel still stepping backward out of the elevator; he turned and glanced back at it in confusion. "So… that really happened?"
"You betcha."
"Not a false memory or a hallucination or…"
"Nope."
"Did what happen?"
Jack held the door for all of them. "Oh, oh nothing," he sing-songed, cheerfully aware that they couldn't pepper him with any more questions with the general waiting. Sam gave him a frustrated stare as she pulled up her chair, while T'ealc merely raised an eyebrow.
Daniel settled uncomfortably into the seat next to Jack and muttered to him under his breath, "You're insane."
Jack was insufferably pleased and smug. "Good to see your memory really is trickling back."
~*~*~
Yeah, I know - tease.
Just having some time off this afternoon makes a huge difference. I have so much to do so very early in the year, and I'm going to be working 15 hours a week while going to school full-time this year.
So much for writing Snape Manor for Namowrimo in November. *sighs*
To give myself a chance to 'dry out' from my long HP binge, I'm reading SG-1 slash, and I wrote a teaser in comments the other day.
I haven't finished it yet -- I'm really swamped and
wildernessguru (who doesn't give a damn about Harry Potter but is a big fan of SG-1) had some suggestions that are getting in the way of the slash though he's dead right, but anyway, I'm posting it here to encourage myself to finish it, despite WG's tinkering.Working title: Calisthenics
Slash: Jack/Daniel
Rating: to be NC-17
Context: early season 7, after Daniel's return from being "ascended" and subsequent memory loss.
Summary: Daniel stars to remember a, ah, challenge Jack set for himself. ;)
The lunchroom was filled with the usual clatter of silverware, and the scent of stale cleanser overlaid with the smell of overcooked canned food. Jack dropped his tray on the table and proceeded to attempt to identify just what it was he was eating.
Daniel followed more slowly, dazed. He peered deeply into his coffee, as if all the secrets of the universe could be found in a styrofoam cup, before finally taking a sip. His head jerked up a little, and he blinked, glancing around him. "I - I think I remember this place."
"Gee, that's a shame," Jack commiserated, stabbing into something vaguely green. "Of all the places to remember on base, this would be at the bottom of my list." He shook his head and poked at what looked like soggy macaroni and cheese, though there was no way to be sure. "I take it you remember the food, too."
"No. I mean, it's specific. I remember being in this room. I was sitting on a table - over there..."
"Sitting on the table?" Sam's eyebrows drew together as she threw Teal'c a puzzled look.
"Ah." Jack pointed his fork at Daniel, swallowing that last bite. "I'd, ah, ride that memory out before I go spilling anything. Just a suggestion."
"Sir," Sam interrupted Jack with an anxious expression, elbows to either side of her plate. "I think that we should encourage Daniel. No matter how trivial the memory might seem to us, it could trigger other memories. Sense memories, food, might stay with him longer than more complex thoughts and emotions." She leaned forward. "There's a reason these are the kinds of things we remember from our childhood."
"Yeah. Sense memories," Jack echoed. He leaned back in his chair, a beady eye trained on Daniel.
"I was just getting a jelly donut," Daniel continued, with a bit of his old defensiveness, "I don't know why that particular table is so important, but it is."
Jack had clearly given up on the mac and cheese and dropped his fork on his plate as he stood. He gave Daniel a meaningful look. "I'm just saying he might want to be careful, that's all."
But Daniel almost radiated concentration in the tension of his shoulders. He set down the cup and made a cutting gesture as he stared at the table. "I picked up the donut, and spilled some sugar down the front of my uniform -" Sam smiled fondly, but didn't say anything. "I brushed at it and then I -"
Daniel's jaw went slack and he blinked once, slowly, his eyes going out of focus with the memory. "I... oh." His face tipped up towards Jack in amazement.
"Yep," Jack patted his shoulder as he left. "You never know where these memory zaps will take you, eh, Danny?"
"Don't try to push it. I'm sure it'll come back to you." Sam reached across the table encouragingly. But Daniel simply stared after Jack, open-mouthed.
~*~*~
The team assembled in the elevator on the way to the 1300 briefing on PXR-261, which Jack had named the Planet of the Apes.
Sam rolled her eyes. "Simian intelligence is just unusually advanced there, sir."
"Yeah, you watch." Jack tapped the elevator button and folded his hands behind his back, rocking back on his heels. "We're gonna meet someone in a gladiator suit named Cornelius."
"I don't think that's what Cornelius wore," Daniel pointed out, frowning a bit as he stared up at the ceiling. He focused on the upper right corner and suddenly gave it a piercing stare. He blinked rapidly and shook his head as if to clear it.
Jack shot him a look. "So you remember little shit like that -- but you don't remember where the bathroom is?"
"I remember where the bathroom is," Daniel said.
"Yeah. After I showed you."
Daniel ignored this to stare at that corner again, and then glanced over furtively at Jack. He let out a breath, but his eyes kept returning to that spot.
There was a long moment of silence until the elevator bumped to a stop.
Jack smiled, beaming as he stretched his shoulders. "You're remembering the elevator now, aren't you?"
The doors slid open.
"Oh, now stop teasing him," Sam snorted in disgust, brushing past them into the echoing hall.
"Daniel Jackson did recall the elevator on a previous occasion, O'Neill."
"That's not what I meant."
They glanced back to find Daniel still stepping backward out of the elevator; he turned and glanced back at it in confusion. "So… that really happened?"
"You betcha."
"Not a false memory or a hallucination or…"
"Nope."
"Did what happen?"
Jack held the door for all of them. "Oh, oh nothing," he sing-songed, cheerfully aware that they couldn't pepper him with any more questions with the general waiting. Sam gave him a frustrated stare as she pulled up her chair, while T'ealc merely raised an eyebrow.
Daniel settled uncomfortably into the seat next to Jack and muttered to him under his breath, "You're insane."
Jack was insufferably pleased and smug. "Good to see your memory really is trickling back."
~*~*~
Yeah, I know - tease.
Just having some time off this afternoon makes a huge difference. I have so much to do so very early in the year, and I'm going to be working 15 hours a week while going to school full-time this year.
So much for writing Snape Manor for Namowrimo in November. *sighs*
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Date: 2004-10-01 12:50 pm (UTC)What I'd like to see is an SG-1/HP crossover. I'd bet money that Teal'c and Snape could have a lengthy conversation with just their eyebrows. If you know of any, please send the links my way. Thanks.
Either way, I'm eager to see where these teases lead.
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Date: 2004-10-02 03:23 pm (UTC)This cracked me up. Yeah. I can see that, though it would be hard to write. "Snape's eyebrow rose another centimeter, indicating his vast disdain for this... Hagrid-sized Muggle."
I'm afraid I'm not the one to ask about crossovers: the only one I've ever been able to read was
Sure, it's a tease, but it's a wonderful tease. Despite my passion for the show, I haven't ventured into reading SG-1 slash myself.
Thank you! It's fun. I am very much a HP monogamist myself. I've just ventured too far from fanfiction and too deep into fandom. The HP fandom has been fun for the last year, but it's been starting to pall recently. I'm not writing as much (except as
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 01:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-02 03:27 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 03:15 pm (UTC)At any rate, lovely so far and I LOVE Jack. You totally nailed him.
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Date: 2004-10-02 03:15 pm (UTC)*punches the air!* Right on!
There's a test to see if it's Daniel or Shanks you don't like: watch the original movie, because Shanks wasn't Daniel in it.
I have a theory that Shanks is stuck playing a character that he doesn't particularly like. :) The memory loss was an attempt to give him a little more room to maneuver and create a slightly different person. Since I'm still watching season 7 (I don't have cable), I don't know if it succeeded or not.
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-02 04:10 pm (UTC)I've seen a lot of season seven and all of season eight so far. He's been better in season eight, better than before, definately. My problem with season eight is the serious lack of Jack. He's there, but, not nearly enough. *cries*
I think there may be something to your theory. I am a recent convert to Stargate, but watching some of the older episodes, it strikes me that Shanks wasn't completely comfortable with the character.
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Date: 2004-10-04 09:52 am (UTC)Oh, sure, but then... RDA wasn't Jack in it, either, so what's there to watch, really? *g*
I have a theory that Shanks is stuck playing a character that he doesn't particularly like
If I heard correctly, MS called his character 'a piteous fool' in the Abyss blooper. How about that? :)=
But MS is a good actor, perhaps the best on this show... despite the eyebrow thing. Oh, and he does play Daniel differently now - more relaxed and with some distance.
And I'm waiting for the next installments of the story. It's hilarious and I want to know what you will do with the idea :)=
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Date: 2004-10-04 11:29 am (UTC)That's a very good point. I truly miss Richard Dean Anderson in that movie.
If I heard correctly, MS called his character 'a piteous fool' in the Abyss blooper. How about that? :)=
Oh, thank you for that.
Yeah, that's the feeling I get. There's the occasional wince when Daniel delivers a particularly impassioned idealistic speech. I hope he doesn't ditch it though, because that's what I love about Daniel: he makes you believe.
But MS is a good actor, perhaps the best on this show... despite the eyebrow thing. Oh, and he does play Daniel differently now - more relaxed and with some distance.
He brings intensity and nuance to his role, and he certainly has charisma. After a year of no Daniel but interesting plots, when Shanks showed up -- wow. He lit up the screen. You suddenly realized what the show had been missing. Then with the spark between Richard Dean Anderson and Shanks, suddenly SG-1 just came alive.
I think part of it's that the story as a whole (and I mean the ongoing space opera) hinged on the tension between the hard-nosed military man and the idealistic academic.
The other part is that those two own those roles.
The last part is the aliveness between them. I don't know if it's just two good actors throwing each other the ball for fun, or the spark that comes from two people who irritate each other in just that right way to crackle, but there's really something there onscreen.
Shanks' not as good as whathisname, who played Daniel in the movie with such passionate grad-student innocence, but yeah, he's definitely the best on the show, closely followed by RDA. I think RDA has the better role though, more comfortable and easier to play. Shanks has the double-handicap of playing someone who's almost too good to be true and breaking in a role that someone else 'made.'
I'm now reading Keiko Kirin (http://www.geocities.com/keiko_kirin/index.html) Jack/Daniel slash. Wow. This is so well-characterized, well-plotted, and... the slash doesn't take over, so it feels real. Slots right into canon without a ripple.
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-04 12:50 pm (UTC)I don't know how much you're into SG-1 fanfic - hey, I just got pointed to your story by ev_vy - but if you want to read something REALLY good, just take a look at the people on my friends list, particularly troyswann, destina, brighidestone... damn, look at all of them (not all of them write, though).There's what I call a well-characterized, well-plotted and generally well well well fanfic. Thy are the reason I joined LJ in the first place - to find them easily and be in the loop when they write something new :)=
Also, there's quercus and Anna S.
Did I hear correctly - that you started with the Diaries? That seems like a standard starting place for somebody new to the fandom :)=
And whathisname is James Spader, btw.
Oh, and RDA mostly just plays himself :)=
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Date: 2004-10-04 02:03 pm (UTC)Oh, I hardly call it a story at this point. More like a teaser with more to come. ;)
I'm really getting into the SG-1 slash at this point. It's a lifeline in the incredible workload I have right now.
Yep. I howled all the way through Dr. Jackson's Diary (three times, what a ride). I've just been rec'd a few of these authors: Anna S., destina, brighidestone, but I will definitely check out your friendslist. Boy, I could use some reading material. I confess, I am completely hung up on Jack, and my feelings for Daniel can't begin to be described.
(Icarus reminds self, this is a fictional character)
*kick, kick*
(Nope. Didn't work.)
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 03:16 pm (UTC)*goes off in search of more SG-1 fics*
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Date: 2004-10-02 03:05 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 03:46 pm (UTC)BTW, has anyone recced ELG's stories? She tends to do heavy h/c, which I can't take in large doses, but she's a good writer, and her stories are usually worth reading. "Alter Ergo," in particular, cracked me up.
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Date: 2004-10-01 09:07 pm (UTC)No, no one's mentioned ELG. Cool. Thank you. I'm not a big fan of h/c (I think I overdosed in the Frodo/Sam world).
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 09:39 pm (UTC)I'm with WG on the plot.
And if you want to be realistic, they probably haven't had sex in every room of the SGC. But I'm willing to suspend disbelief. [g]
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Date: 2004-10-02 12:41 pm (UTC)I'm with WG on the plot.
WG's grinning right now.
And if you want to be realistic, they probably haven't had sex in every room of the SGC. But I'm willing to suspend disbelief. [g]
Ah. You are assuming that this is plural. That they have had sex in every room of the SGC. I mean, we are talking about a man with Special Forces training, good enough to be involved in Black Ops. I really must continue the story. (Icarus grins fiendishly.)
Icarus
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Date: 2004-10-01 05:17 pm (UTC)<3333
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Date: 2004-10-02 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-03 10:04 pm (UTC)even though i'm not part of the sg-1 fandom, i liked how in this little snippet, jack kept hinting to something innuendoish..lol..