It's Gen Fic Day!

[fignewton]

Happy birthday, moonshayde!

We're commemorating two years' worth of gen recs over at stargateficrec with SG-1 Gen Fic Day!

Reply to this post with commentfic, drabbles, links to new works or WIPs, and fic recs - anything, as long as it's gen and SG-1.

If you've written a ficlet for Alphabet Soup, include it in the comments here or supply a link to the fic on your own LJ. I'll collate them all into one big Alphabet Soup when we've got Daniel completely defined from A to Z! There are still a few letters left to claim if you want to join in the fun.

This post will remain open for submissions until Thursday morning my time, which is midnight or so on the West Coast in the States.

Write! Post! Comment! Squee! Have fun. :)

ETA: There are still ten hours or so left on the official deadline. It's bedtime in my part of the world, but I wanted to point out there are three letters left for Alphabet Soup: O, R, and Y. If you'd like to take one and help us finish, just leave a comment so that others will know not to claim it.

I'd love to wake up tomorrow morning and find our Alphabet Soup all done! :)

Comments

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

C is for Clothes, which Make the Man

"You know, I can't help noticing that while you guys saved a bunch of my books and artifacts, there's a suspicious lack of anything like clothes in any of these boxes." Daniel casts a sideways glance at Sam, who is filling his new refrigerator with milk and condiments while he unpacks the boxes from Jack's garage.

"Well, we didn't know you'd be coming back," Sam answers. "You died."

"Ascended."

She rolls her eyes. "You need gigantic checkered shirts when you're occupying higher planes of existence as pure energy?"

"I liked that shirt. It was a perfectly good shirt."

"Well, now it's a perfectly good car shammy."

Daniel can't help but laugh at the supreme satisfaction in Sam's voice. Even if he really did like that shirt. "Has my entire former wardrobe been appropriated for car-waxing purposes?"

"No, most of it was donated to a homeless shelter." She finishes with the fridge and comes over to open another box of books. "I kept the most enormous of the windbreakers for Teal'c. Don't worry, I brought over some things I picked up for you to wear, and tomorrow we're going shopping."

Daniel can't decide if he's more amused or frightened by the maniacal glee with which she says that last word.

[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

::giggles incoherently::

I kept the most enormous of the windbreakers for Teal'c.

You've been reading Jacksonian Fashion, haven't you!?

And if I were Daniel, I'd vote for frightented. :)

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

Jacksonian Fashion was my favorite thing for a whole week last year. *loves*

I spent days trying to write something serious for this (why do I even try, seriously?) and trying various keywords that started with C, and nothing was working. So this morning, I asked my husband what keyword I should work with and he said "clothes" and snickered. So I wrote a snickery piece about clothes. *laughs*

[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

You can write serious when you want! "The Gray" was a great team fic!

OTOH - just go with your strengths, hm? :)

[aurora-novarum.livejournal.com]

Oh I so love this. Sam needs cloth to polish her wheels, too. :-D

So excellent. Great Sam and Daniel dynamic!

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

Hee. We have a "shammy pile" in the corner of the closet where I throw items from Mr. Bill's wardrobe that I have deemed no longer acceptable. *grin*