Fandom squee!

[fignewton]

I recced my 400th story for stargateficrec today!

I finally got the chance to write the Daniel and Bra'tac meta I've been wanting to write for redial_the_gate!

All you wonderful people who gave me warm and fuzzy feelings galore in beanpot's anonymous love meme last week - thank you. :)

On the still light but somewhat frustrating side, what is it with stories I try to write for lokei? Her first ficlet request is sulking on my hard drive, threatening to become a full-blown story. My second fic for her, which was supposed to be for her birthday, has already gone into full rebellion and will, yes, eventually be a full-blown story. And my third try at a fic for my fellow Jack-and-Daniel-friendship lover is stalled at about six paragraphs. ::sigh:: Eventually, Lokei. Really!

Care to celebrate with me? Post something squeeful in the comments: fandom only, and gennish, please!

::squishes SG-1::

::pats Daniel carefully back into proper order::

Comments

[redbyrd-sgfic.livejournal.com]

I cannot resist your squee! (And why would I want to?) Thank you for all your lovely recs! I've enjoyed many stories I might have missed thanks to you :). And- you win a ficlet!

A tag for Unending:
Daniel looked up from the pages of dense text on the screen to see Teal'c standing in the doorway. He looked calmer, more peaceful than he had before. His natural dignity had only grown during the fifty years he had sacrificed to the time loop.

"Hey, Teal'c," he said. "Come in. Have a seat."

Teal'c entered and pulled a chair from the table to sit. "You are still reviewing the data from the crystal," he said. "Colonel Carter is doing the same."

"It's astounding," Daniel said. "It's going to take a couple of years to read and understand it all."

"It took more years for you to write it," Teal'c said. "It was your life's work."

Daniel nodded. "Intellectually, I can understand that, Teal'c. But I still can't imagine it. Trapped for fifty years- with time for nothing but research."

"I believe you--he--felt a bit guilty."

Daniel smiled wryly. "Talk about getting what you wish for- immense amounts of data, and all the time in the world to go through it. Except for not knowing if it would ever be of any use."

"That concerned you greatly," Teal'c said.

Daniel gave him a conspiratorial grin. "I've got half the research staff wanting to know if they can get stuck in a time loop too, so they can get caught up. And every week Rodney McKay sends Sam about twenty thousand words of rebuttal to the latest chunk of her work he's been able to get through- and she just tells him to keep reading. Hell, I feel guilty *now* because here, I have all this work that I didn't have to, well, work for."

Teal'c looked thoughtful. "I can see how you would feel this way. However, you did indeed work for it, though you do not now remember."

"No, only you remember.. you're the one who paid the price to get this back," Daniel said.

"I did it to save my friends," Teal'c said. "To lose you would have been by far the heavier burden. That I could save the work of a lifetime as well," he smiled. "It is, as O'Neill would say, the icing on the cake."

"Cake?" someone said from the doorway. "Did I hear you mention cake?"

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[redbyrd-sgfic.livejournal.com]

"Jack!" Daniel grinned. "Well, there certainly ought to be cake."

"I bet there wasn't cake on the Odyssey," O'Neill said.

"There would have been cake on the Odyssey," Daniel argued. "Or at least in the original mission supplies-"

"You will not be able to trick me into revealing what happened on the vessel," Teal'c told his former teammates calmly.

Daniel believed that. The few bits that Teal'c had let drop were carefully measured and considered. His friend would speak only in the briefest and most impersonal terms of their ordeal.

"Speaking of cake," O'Neill said, "Have you heard the news?"

"No-" Daniel started.

"There is homemade cake being held in the cafeteria for us," Teal'c said calmly. "Baked by Mrs. Harriman. It is how I knew you were due to pay us a visit, O'Neill."

Daniel blinked and tried to follow his reasoning. "Jack told Mrs. Harriman he was coming?"

"No," O'Neill said, shaking his head. "Walter must have told her. Not that I told *him*."

"Master Sergeant Harriman is generally the first to know these things," Teal'c observed. "And as O'Neill has often complimented her on her chocolate cake with coconut butter frosting-"

"Coconut butter frosting!" Jack yelped in an un-generallike manner. "C'mon guys, let's move this discussion to the cafeteria." He started for the door.

"I believe the cafeteria staff has been instructed to hold it for your arrival, O'Neill," Teal'c said.

Jack called back without stopping, "Like that would stop Dixon. Or *Ferretti*!"

Daniel rose and waited for Teal'c. "I don't know about Dixon or Ferretti, Teal'c, but I'm pretty damned sure the cake won't last long once Jack gets there."

"Indeed," Teal'c said with a solemn nod. "However, I have secured three pieces for ourselves and Colonel Carter in my quarters, should we be too late." He rose and followed Jack O'Neill out the door.

Daniel laughed, and abandoned his computer without a second glance. The translation was fascinating, but he saw too little of his old friends these days.
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[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

YOU WROTE ME TEAL'C AND DANIEL FIC!! With extra bonus Jack! And cake!

And don't think I didn't notice the gleeful roll call of all the old favorites, either... (Walter's wife, hee!)

::squishes Redbyrd::

Please make sure to repost this on your LJ, because I'm definitely going to want to rec this when I do Teal'c and Daniel friendship again. :)

[suzannemarie.livejournal.com]

Huh. It didn't occur to me until just now, but Unending is sort of a bookend to Torment of Tantalus. In the latter, Daniel's primary interest was staying and studying the knowledge irrespective of the destruction and isolation. In Unending he really did get to do that--in the midst of destruction and isolation.

[redbyrd-sgfic.livejournal.com]

It's true- Unending!Daniel could have answered the question, 'Is it worth it?' - and I suspect already knew what Tantalus!Daniel clearly didn't (or at the least, lost sight of in the heat of the moment). Just knowing isn't enough, if the knowledge dies with you.

[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. Definitely. Unending is the way ToT might have gone - and Daniel gets to realize how very right Ernest was.