It's SG-1 Gen Fic Day!

[fignewton]

Happy SG-1 Gen Fic Day, everyone!

Not sure what I'm talking about? Take a look at previous round-ups for Gen Fic Days and Alphabet Soups.

Comment here with links to new fic, older fic, recs, meta, picspam, icons, vids - anything, as long as it's gen and related to SG-1. Shameless self-promotion is cheerfully encouraged! The theme of the day is friendship, although fanworks can involve any subject.

If you're an Friendship Alphabet Soup contributor, this is where you post links to your story. If you're unsure of procedure, please take a quick look here. Don't forget to e-mail me a copy of the story, too.

On Wednesday, I'll post a round-up of all links and (hopefully) the complete anthology of Friendship Alphabet Soup.

Here's to SG-1 squee! :)

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Y is for Yearling

[magistrate]

Ra's chariot had sunk beneath the ground and all of Abydos's children should have been curled in bed, their blankets pulled over their noses so that Apophis would not catch the scent of their breath. But Sha'uri woke to a small form burrowing under the covers beside her, body warm and lithe. A moment later, a grinning, breathless voice said "Sister. Come see!"

She hnnfed and swatted halfheartedly, but her brother ducked her hand. In any case, she couldn't be too angry at him: in a few more turns of the daughter moon she would be a woman – unwed, but a woman still – and this would be profane. But now they were children, and she could hold on to that, and try to enjoy her brother's visit and whatever mischief he had in mind.

Because it was always mischief, with Skaara.

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[magnavox_23]

Title: "A Is For Absinthia"
Author: magnavox_23
Character/Pairing: Jack & Teal'c friendship
Rating: PG
Summary: At the end of the day, you have to learn when to deny the battle.

Livejournal | Dreamwidth | Ao3

O is for O Club and Oval Office

[ivorygates]

The first time they met was in Korea (PACAF, 4 AF, flying the F-100 out of Osan AFB, with the bright lights and big city of Seoul about an hour away). Both Air Force, both newly-commissioned First Lieutenants, but aside from that they had nothing in common: Lieutenant George S. Hammond was by the book, West Texas, bootstrap education and wings through OTS. Lieutenant Henry R. H. Hayes was old Boston, old money, Academy ring and daredevil attitude. George was saving his money to go home and put a ring on his girl's finger. Henry'd left a bride behind in Back Bay (as he said frequently), but it didn't seem to slow him down in his attentions to the opposite sex. The two of them knew each other the way pilots in the same fighter group will: bought each other drinks, played some pickup basketball, bitched about flight time and missions and mechanics. Henry was a card player, and George wasn't, so that was about it: Academy boys tended to flock together. Some were doing their five-year hitch and getting out, some talked about making General. George wasn't one of the "ring and the book" set, but he was planning on the long haul, even if everybody knew it was tough to stay in and move up in peacetime.

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[eilidh17]

Title: P is for Patches of Sunshine
Author: eilidh17
Character Focus: Daniel and Vala
Story Rated: GEN
Word Count: 17,313

Summary: Stranded on an island hit by a tsunami, Daniel and Vala stumble across a familiar object from SG-1's past. Set any time after Flesh and Blood in season 10.

Light had not reached inside the old temple in hundreds of years. The upper floors were gone; sheared off, crumbled away in some ancient quake that had taken out a substantial part of the surrounding city. The room Daniel and Sam stood in was all that remained of an archive that once held thousands of tablets and scrolls, and given shelter to scribes who labored away to preserve the history of the Mekrit.

Even this room, which smelled of time and decay, had not escaped the encroachment of the forest that had all but grown over the old city. Only one wall was free, and that one had been split open at one time to form a grotesque doorway in place of one that had been lost. The other walls were mostly covered in a build-up of sand and clay, though in some places Daniel could just see a hint of what was hidden underneath.

Complete story can be found HERE on AO3

T - Trying Times

[topazowl]

Daniel and Janet friendship set after Legacy.
I’ve never written a Daniel and Janet before, nor ever read one so apologies if this has been done before but when I accepted this challenge, I made a conscious decision not to read any and just go with my own instincts; this is the result. Written with a can of Jack Daniel’s and cola to hand!

http://topazowl.livejournal.com
I'll put it on AO3 when I get home from Scotland and will update this.

Janet managed to make it home before collapsing in floods of tears. How could she have done that? Committed one of her best friends to mental care. She lay on the sofa and cried until she threw up. Exhausted, she fell into an uneasy sleep and that was how Cassie found her when the child minder brought her home after school. Not understanding the distress but realising her mother was traumatised, Cassie grabbed the phone and dialled Sam at the mountain.............

Delurking with a rec

[lightbird]

Title: Q is for Questionnaire (aka I Am Aware of All Internet Traditions)
Author: splash_the_cat
Character(s): Teal'c (SG-1), Cassandra Fraiser, Daniel Jackson (with mention of other team members)
Rating: G
Summary: Tumblr is nothing like Twitter. For Genfic Day 2014 On-World Alphabet Soup.

Hello. I hope you don't mind me delurking and commenting. I poke around your journal every once in a while for new SG1 fics and recs that don't necessarily make it to the SG1 fic rec community on lj. Your recs are always top notch and I've enjoyed many of your fics as well. :)

Re: Delurking with a rec

[fignewton]

Thanks for delurking with a great rec! Hope you'll do it again in the future. And thank you, too, for the kind words. :)

J is for Jeopardy

[gategremlyn]

J is for Jeopardy can be found here .

After his addiction to the sarcophagus, Daniel plans to leave the team.

Friendship Alphabet Soup - W is for Where There's a Will or an Or

[thothmes]

Friendship: Col. O'Neill and Sgt. Siler

Seasons: Seasons 1 through 8, Spoilers for

Warnings: Mind the giant wrench!... Oh. … Sorry!... Maybe I shouldn't 'a greased it, huh?... Ice bag?

Disclaimer: Okay, so I didn't even write the last three instances of direct speech in this piece. I borrowed them from Reckoning, Part 2, and they belong to the writers of that episode. I never intended to keep them, I didn't use them without crediting, and I'm not - *sniff* - making any money from this, just attempting to amuse folks on the internet in a highly non-viral way, so please don't sue me. I have college educations to save for, and my kids are sweet young things with big limpid eyes, and hopeful smiles. You wouldn't want to leave them in a state of ignorance over four wee lines, would you?

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As far as Sgt. Siler was concerned, officers were like the weather, hard to predict with any accuracy, beyond the ordinary person's control, and capable of greatly affecting the tenor of a working man's day. And like the weather, most of the activity they generated was made way up high where the air was thin, and fell alike on the just and the unjust down below. His personal approach in dealing with all this was to try to keep his head down and keep going, regardless. What can't be changed must be endured, and in general, it wasn't worth having too much of an opinion about the weather.

Now no one had ever asserted that Sgt. Siler was the most adroit or lucky of men. He was no stranger to the infirmary, and he did seem to draw more than his share of stray electricity. He himself considered the number of shocks and jolts he had received to be the natural result of working with the Stargate and the massive electrical infrastructure that was needed to run it. The infirmary, where Siler found himself from time to time, was one of the places where officers and enlisted men encountered each other with regularity, and that was where he first encountered Col. O'Neill.

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