Taking SG-1 prompts!

[sid]

I don't expect to get much useful done between now and year-end, so prompt me!

Jack/Daniel is default mode, but I'm down for gen or alternate pairings. You'll receive at least 100 words.

Winter themes, Christmas, New Year's are all seasonally appropriate, but anything goes. Well, maybe not death!fic. This time around. ;-)

Comments

[babs_bee]

Shortest day/longest night-the turning of the year off-world.

[karmageddon]

Sam/Janet, resolutions

wheeeeeee!!!!!!!!

[karmageddon]

cool prompt

[ivorygates]

Daniel: His favorite holiday/celebration.

[lilyleia78]

Jack/Daniel, combining Christmas traditions

[princessofgeeks]

Daniel gets his memories back in Season 7

[princessofgeeks]

Sam and Vala talk about being hosts

[princessofgeeks]

Jack and Daniel

After Red Sky

[princessofgeeks]

Daniel, and Janet, after Lifeboat. All those people in his head!

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sid_fan XD

[discodiva76]

Jack and Daniel - too much Egg Nog leads to...................whatever you want *winks*

xoxoxo


E.T.A...you can always use this manip (NC17 be warned) for inspiration btw...


http://sg-delights.dreamwidth.org/11859.html


*giggles*

[antares_dw]

Jack/Daniel using the Christmas decoration for some fun.

and/or

Jack/Daniel having a very special New Years Eve somewhere unexpected.

[jdjunkie]

Jack and Daniel's New Year Resolutions lists, Five Things stylee. :-)

[zats_clear]

Sha'uri, desert in starlight

[justhuman]

Time off for the holidays in the D/s Jack and Daniel verse.

Jack decides to put in the right kind of effort - the kind that got him high marks for following orders ...you know, back when he used to follow orders. He want to give Daniel exactly what Daniel want, all the things he hesitates or tries to negotiate about. ...or at least what he thinks Daniel wants.

[springwoof]

Daniel doesn't know how to ski. Jack decides to remedy this issue, with interesting results.

You can show the skiing or not, as you wish, but I'm most interested in the direction the "results" take you.,,,

Sparkling (a triple drabble)

[sid]

"I resolve to gain weight," Sam said, waving her champagne glass in a reckless arc.

"I'm going to eat unhealthy foods," Janet responded. "Lots of butter and salt."

"No sugar?"

"Sure, sugar."

Sam snickered. "You called me 'sugar'."

"You like 'honey' better?"

"Sometimes you are so Southern."

Janet beamed. "You like me Southern?"

"I like you every way." Sam felt her face flush. Oops. "I resolve…I resolve to disobey Colonel O'Neill at every opportunity."

Janet giggled and swayed toward her. "I'm putting that one on my list, too."

"You don't have to obey him. He has to obey you!"

"Ain't it grand?" Janet grabbed Sam's shoulder and shook it.

"It must be," Sam agreed, admiring the way Janet's eyes sparkled when she laughed. "What else should we resolve?"

"We should resolve to do this a whole lot more." Janet leaned into Sam and clinked their glasses carefully.

"Champagne every night!"

"I'll drink to that!"

They drank. Their glasses were empty. The bottle was empty, too. Just like the first bottle had been.

"Aw," Sam said, setting her glass down on the table next to Janet's a little heavily. "I guess the party's about over."

"Not necessarily."

"Hmm?" Sam turned her head and peered at Janet.

Janet put a hand on her knee. "Sugar," she drawled.

Sam held her breath.

"I resolve to break a few Air Force regulations. Because you're worth it." Janet stroked Sam's cheek a little clumsily. "And because we deserve to be happy, damn it." She leaned in very close. "Honey?"

Sam found herself nodding, found her arms lifting, found her head tilting. Found her lips on Janet's.

Found the room spinning, just a little. In the good way. In the way it happened sometimes, when something was right.

It was going to be an awesome year.

Food For Thought

[sid]

"Candles?" Jack considered them. "Is this a subtle hint that I'm not the most romantic fella you've known?" He closed the door behind Daniel.

Daniel grinned. "No. Candles are a traditional Coptic Christmas present, to commemorate Joseph keeping Mary warm by lighting lamps."

"Sounds like a good way to burn down a stable," Jack commented, leading the way to the kitchen.

Daniel sniffed the air and followed his nose to the pot on the stove. "Mulled wine!"

"Gløgg. It's tres, tres Norwegian."

"And Norwegian is tres, tres Minnesotan."

"Yasureyoubetcha. Minnesota's the Norwegian capital of the United States." Jack took the grocery sack dangling from Daniel's hand. "Whatcha got in here?" He set it on the table and began emptying it.

"Qurban." Daniel touched the cellophane-wrapped round loaf of bread. "Traditional on religious occasions. I thought it would be good with coffee in the morning, but it'll probably go pretty well with your gløgg, too." He shrugged out of his coat and draped it over the back of a chair.

"Excellent. Rice? You're not making rice pudding, are you?"

"Uh, no. Why?"

"That's traditional with gløgg. I hate it."

"No, it's part of the fatta I'm making. Rice, pita bread, garlic and vinegar, and a spicy lamb broth."

Jack tried to stop it, but he could feel his face fall, and Daniel could see it falling.

"What?"

"Lamb's kinda up there with rice pudding."

"Oh. Oh, well. We can use something you have around the house. Chicken, beef, pork. Anything will work."

Jack walked to the fridge and put his hand up to open the freezer. "Hey!" He dropped his hand and turned. "How about pork sausage? It's spicy. Got cloves and cardamom and allspice." He opened the fridge door instead.

Daniel scratched his head. "What'll happen if you boil it?"

"I always boil it for a few minutes before I fry it." Jack turned with a plate holding a long coil of pale white sausage.

Daniel raised his eyebrows.

"I know," Jack said. "It doesn't look very appetizing right now..."

"No, no," Daniel soothed. "What is it, anyway?"

"Medisterpølse. Think it'll work?"

"Mmm."

"Is that a 'yes'?"

"Oh, yes. I was just thinking."

"Anything you want to share with the class?" Jack asked, giving the gløgg a careful stir.

"Oh, just, you said the sausage had cardamom. The fatta has cardamom, too."

"So does the gløgg." Jack pointed over his shoulder with a thumb.

"Which is going to go so well with the qurban. I saw a cinnamon stick there in the pot."

"Yes…"

Daniel rummaged for what Jack had missed in the bottom of the sack, and held it up. "One goes in the fatta, too."

Jack huffed a little laugh. "Who'd a thunk?"

"That Egypt and Norway, or Minnesota, would have so much in common?"

"Well," Jack said, pulling Daniel into his arms, "Stranger things have happened."

"Like us throwing together a Christmas meal full of our respective childhood memories, and everything working so well together?"

Jack nuzzled Daniel's neck. "Like us working so well together?" He could feel Daniel's smile against his temple.

"Like complementary spices."

Jack worked his way up to Daniel's ear. "Explains why I'm always so hungry for you, I guess." He squeezed Daniel's butt.

Daniel turned his head and sought Jack's mouth. Jack saw no point in playing hard to get. He fumbled to the side and turned off the burner under the gløgg. It would keep.

Something else was starting to simmer.

Five Lost Causes

[sid]

Five Resolutions Jack doesn't even bother making

1. Keep Daniel alive
2. Keep my hands off Daniel
3. Avoid pissing off Goa'ulds
4. Focus on my job and avoid distractions
5. Finish that book Carter gave me for my birthday three years ago

Five Resolutions Daniel will never keep

1. Think of Jack's career and stop distracting him. I'm not doing him any favors.
2. Stay alive for an entire year.
3. Avoid pissing off Goa'ulds.
4. Finish writing that book I'll never be allowed to publish anyway, so why even bother.
5. Find a sex addiction counselor. For Jack.

Like Grains of Sand (a double drabble set just before "Secrets")

[sid]

The night air of Abydos, especially out here away from the walls of the city, was what Danyel had called 'crisp.' Shau'ri halted, gathering her cloak more tightly about her. He had described to her how weather could be so cold, so 'crisp', that water turned hard and soft rain turned to flakes of white. She had believed him, but could not imagine such things, child of the desert that she was.

Her demon had seen them, though. Shau'ri had seen the memory. She could picture ground whiter than sand, hear the crunching sound of footfalls, feel the white rain sting her cheeks.

Against the black sky, the glittering stars looked as cold as specks of hard water, although Danyel had assured her that they were in truth as hot as the sun of Abydos. Shivering, Shau'ri turned her back to the brilliant cluster of specks marking the place she knew the monster Apophis to be, and sought out the star called Sol that lit Danyel's home world.

When morning came, Kasuf would have the chappa'ai uncovered. Danyel would come. If he lived, he would come.

Her hands covered her stomach. He would come, and he would see. What then?

~~~~
Before Lord God made the sea or the land
He held all the stars in the palm of His hand
And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone

Lost in the Stars
Kurt Weill, 1949

Re: Sparkling (a triple drabble)

[jdjunkie]

Awesome is right. :-)

Re: Food For Thought

[jdjunkie]

I don't know about simmer ... more like bubble then boil over. *g* Also, this fic is making me hungry and really I've eaten way too much this past week. ;-)

Re: Five Lost Causes

[jdjunkie]

Daniel would definitely never bother with #5. *nods*

Re: Food For Thought

[green_grrl]

Hah! They're spiced just right, the two of them. :-)

Re: Like Grains of Sand (a double drabble set just before "Secrets")

[jdjunkie]

Oh, Sha'uri. Oh, Daniel. *sobs quietly*