#stargate fic

[everettyoungscurls]

How we know a female fanfic character is pregnant in other fandoms: She starts puking

How we know Sam Carter is pregnant with Jack O'Neill's baby in SG1 fanfic: Sam can suddenly use Ancient technology

[inthemiddleofmybackswing]

trying to find a fic:

it’s mcshep, written as a series of vignettes that detail a separate AU/fix-it scenario for each episode where they end up getting together in that ep

i feel like it was called something like “it could have happened…”

any help would be appreciated <3

[dragonstamed-writes]

Iced or Hot?

Sam rocks back and forth on her feet where she is crouched down, eyes pressed to her knees, clipboard held in one hand. She keeps telling herself she just needs to finish inventory and then she can go home. Sam doesn't blame George for being forced into retirement, but she wishes almost anyone else had been hired to replace him. The first thing Bauer did was mess up everyone's schedule. She never worked 10 days in a row with George.

She flips her head to the side when she sees the door open and relaxes when she sees it's just Jack. "Are you supposed to be back here? Didn't you get fired?"

"Daniel called and said Bill called out. I figured I'd come pick you up." He sits down cross-legged next to her and rubs her back.

"You sure you want to sit on that floor?"

"I'll burn these pants when we get home."

Sam snuffles out a watery laugh. She holds onto the clipboard when Jack tries to take it from her. "I got it."

"You sure? We can just make up numbers that seem right, it's not like Bauer would notice."

"Yeah, I got it. I don't want to fuck over tomorrow. Doing it badly now would just make more work for me in the future. Get out of here before you get into trouble."

"Okay." Jack leans down and presses a quick peck to her cheek. "I'll be waiting in the car. I'm parked at the gas station."

Sam takes a shuddering breath in. "Okay. Can you ask T to take my bike home for me?"

Jack smiles at her. "Already did. Keys are in your jacket?"

Sam nods. Jack gives her a hug before he heads out. She counts to ten before standing up again, feet throbbing as she puts her full weight on them once again. She's been in here long enough to get properly cold, something she normally tries to avoid. She wipes the tears from her eyes and gets back to counting. When she's done, she leaves the completed sheet in Bauer's office. She asks Walter if he needs any help finishing close, but he waives her off and tells her to go home. She thanks him and clocks out.

She pulls off her apron and stuffs it into her bag before pulling on her jacket and making her way outside. It's cold and dark out and she can see the heavy breath she takes to fortify herself for the walk across the street. At least she doesn't need to get herself home.

The walk sign clicks on and she shoves herself off the pole of the traffic light to trudge over to Jack's waiting car. It's warm when she slides in, warmer than Jack normally keeps it. He hands her a cup off coffee and a slice of pizza. They're as bad as she knows they're going to be, but after the day she's had, they could be ambrosia from the gods.

for @au-roulette

on ao3

[ltcolonelcarters]

am I the only one that would read endless fic set in the 'There but for the Grace of God' AU?

because I need to know all about sam and jack relationship there 😭

[crownofstardustandbone]

lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

Jack made peace with his own death a long time ago, had looked it in the face more than once, but at no time has it been as close as this, or wanted less.

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"I swear that's my sidearm," he breathes out, every inch of him aching with pain, his every breath an agony, and Sam's weight on top of him doesn't help that, but god, he'd never tell her to move.

Her breathless giggle is so goddamn endearing he can't help but smile weakly, eyes falling closed as he struggles against sleep, knowing that it's dangerous, deadly probably, but he can't deny its siren call for much longer.

The warmth of her body is better than anything he's felt in a long time, and his fingers curve into her hair, the soft strands slipping through his fingers as he breathes, ragged and painful, in and out, in and out.

There's no one coming for them, he knows that, and he thinks maybe he should say something besides a joke, but he's barely awake now, and he knows death is close, can feel it circling them in the shadows of this goddamn crevasse they're trapped in.

If they're going to die, he should say something.

He'll rest a little, and then he'll say something.

He'll tell her how her smile is precious to him, how she makes him feel alive again, how he wants to travel through space with her for the rest of his miserable life if she'll have him.

His breathing goes ragged and slow, and he's so cold now, his limbs leaden and frozen, even the smallest of movements an insurmountable effort, so he lays there and waits for death to circle closer.

He didn't think the end would come like this, and he doesn't want her to die either, but there's a small selfish part of him that is glad she's here.

He'll tell her that, once he rests.

The blackness, when it comes, is a relief.

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Warmth.

Such deep warmth all around him.

A hand.

A hand in his.

He cracks his eyes open and finds a familiar pair of beautiful blue eyes looking back at him.

"Welcome back sir," she murmurs and his mouth quirks into a faint smile before he closes his eyes again, letting the exhaustion take him once more.

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He doesn't tell her.

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Also on AO3 here!

[paperclips37]

You know when you remember an unfinished fic you read years ago...

A Stargate one has just occured to me. Where Sam explores her bratty submissive side with the one person she can trust.

God I wish I know how it ended.

It was so fucking good.

[ekaterin1701]

I asked this question on the S/J Fic discord channel that I’m on, but I wanted to share it to a wider group and see if anyone else has noticed this:

I’ve noticed that in some older fics (written during/ just after the show’s run), there can be a tendency to treat ‘SG1’ almost as if it’s an entity in itself, beyond its importance as the key team responsible for keeping earth safe and its importance as a friendship/ family group. It’s quite hard to describe, but is often in context of Sam/ Jack’s relationship ‘damaging’ SG1 in some way (beyond the awkwardness of the team dynamics or the team being split up), with a theme of ‘SG1 will implode if anything ever changes’, and there can be a lot of drama around this.

However, this tendency to treat SG1 as an entity in its own right doesn’t seem to happen in fics written more recently (ie: post SGU airing in 2009-2011). My theory is that more recent writers are looking at the whole scope of the show(s) and how SG1 changed over that time (S8-10 of SG1, Sam in Atlantis then on the Hammond, SGU), which has changed the whole narrative around SG1 as a unit. So even in newer fics set during seasons 1-7, you rarely get the focus on SG1 as the team itself being all-important.

So I wanted to know if anyone else had noticed this shift in the way SG1 as a team is portrayed?

[buffdyke]

i'm so sad that sites like livejournal are dead. there was so much fic out there that just, isn't anymore. whenever i get into media that's older than the 2000's i think of all the fanfic i'll never get to read because it doesn't exist online anymore

on the off chance someone see's this, if you have old fic that you don't think anyone would want to read please reupload it

i can gaurantee at least 1 person will be so so happy you did