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from “that’s my girl” to “that’s my wife”

I think one of my absolute favorite things about Stargate SG1 has to be the quick smile Sam flashes at Jack every time he makes a stupid sarcastic comment or dumb joke. Like, she's too professional to banter back or make the jokes herself, especially around a superior officer--and actually, she doesn't really joke around with anyone else, at least not in that way--but she legitimately appreciates his dorky sense of humor and can't quite help but have that little bit of acknowledgement for it.

When in doubt, ask Carter. | 6x12 Unnatural Selection

— Please, let him be happy ( j.p. )

A normal day in the SGC.

get to know me meme: {03/05 favorite male characters} → Jack O’Neill

“Sounds more like a Plan F, doesn’t it? As in, “We are totally…”

jack o’neill + mouth quirks for @professortennant; part 2

Recommended Daily Anderson 16.3.16

#Yestheygotmarried #itsconfirmed #tomeanyways

imagine Sam and Jack cuddling with each other late at night, each not wanting to fall asleep. imagine soft sleepy morning kisses between them and whispering sweet nothings into the other’s mouth. imagine silly sloppy kisses where they’re both laughing breathlessly. just imagine them.

Stargate SG1 and childhood. Please & thank you!

Ooh, thank you! Ok, here we go:

Until Cassie came to Earth, she figured all childhoods were pretty much the same. Her own childhood was disrupted by Nirrti, but what she remembered of the earlier years was warmth, comfort, laughter.

And then she got to know her new family, and realised no two childhoods are the same.

Janet’s childhood was most similar to Cassie’s experience. She grew up with parents who loved each other and doted on their brood of three children. She wasn’t spoilt but didn’t want for anything, and had lots of lovely memories of vacations spent with numerous aunts, uncles and cousins. The Fraiser brood quickly adopt Cassie as one of their own but, although she loves them, Cassie doesn’t feel the same bond with them as she does with her SG family, which Janet accepts without question.

Daniel’s childhood years clearly played a big part in making him who he is. Unlike the kids who played outside and got into all sorts of mischief, Daniel is 100% the stereotypical bookworm. He loves books, the older the better, and spent so many of his formative years in dusty museum archives or on sandy digs with his parents. Until they died, that is. After that... He threw himself into his studies, into his research, into his theories that were often thought too wild to be true. Because Daniel decided, after his parents died, that he was safer surrounding himself with relics of the past than get involved with real life people who could one day leave and hurt him.

Jack’s childhood is a good one. Relaxed. He’s an only child but has cousins he spends a lot of time with. He has the kind of childhood little boys dream about - full of outdoors adventures, building campfires and dens in the woodland around his grandfathers cabin. He has street smarts from time spent in busy cities. He opts for the military - the Air Force - at a young age because planes are cool and his grandpa would regale him with tales of being a pilot and soaring through the skies. He loves the thought of flying, of being able to touch the sky. He developed a love of astronomy from sitting outside with his grandfather, looking up at clear starry skies at the cabin, warmed by a campfire, listening to those stories.

Sam’s childhood is different, though no less formative. She tries so hard to please everyone, to meet up with the expectations placed on her. While her brother cracks under the pressure and follows his own path as soon as he’s able, Sam tries to be all things to all people. Her mom is the one who encourages her passion for science and space and stars, indulging her daughter as she brushes her hair with stories of astronauts and space travel and they often sit out under the stars staring up at the moon together on the lonely nights Jacob is away with the Air Force. Cassie thinks Sam’s childhood was a lonely one, and Sam privately agrees. Due to moving constantly with her fathers assignments, Sam doesn’t really get the chance to make lifelong childhood friends. There’s a couple of military brats like herself she tries to keep in touch with, but it’s difficult when they’re never in one place for long so she turns her attention to her studies and the stars. When her mom dies, and Mark leaves home, she tries to fill the hole they’ve left and aspires to follow in her fathers footsteps. Someone has to, after all.

Teal’c’s childhood surprises them all. It’s not all doom and gloom and serving the Goa’uld. Before his father died, they lived quite well. He was the apple of his mother’s eye, the proud son of a very proud Jaffa. He had good friends, and high aspirations. He wanted to be the best, First Prime to his God, good husband to a good woman, good father to his future children. Cronus killing his father made him all the more determined to succeed, to be strong. To be the best he could be.

personal gif challenge - [1/15] scenes

Stargate SG-1 “The Serpent’s Lair”

We saved it, sir.

After Amanda Tapping described her ideal scene with Sam and Jack being a waking-up-in-bed scenario, Richard Dean Anderson described his own missing Sam and Jack scene, at the Stargate panel at Wales Comic Con on Saturday

Sam/Jack + kisses

I gave him the dead one in Zero Hour.

I remember feeling feelings in Beneath the Surface.

I want sleeves on my vest in Desperate Measures.

Jack in DC? Never. Not my Jack.

I'm not a fan of seasons 9 and 10 of Stargate. I think that's pretty common knowledge among my mutuals at this point.

When y'all ask why, I always say that I disagree with the characterization, I don't like Mitchell leading the team instead of Sam. I also always say that I hate that they sent Jack to DC.

I want to talk a little more about that last one--the Jack in DC thing. Because I know I don't always explain it very well.

Honestly, my issues with Jack in DC come from my personal issues.

I say this a lot in my tags, but Jack O'Neill is my hero and my idol and my crush all wrapped up in one character. On paper, I might look more like Sam--engineer, woman, gets decent grades. Not a national treasure by any means, but I do seem like I'd be more by-the-book, like Sam. But in reality, I'm just as fidgety as Jack is, just as bad at technical terms, just as bad at remembering things. I purposely botch names--have done so since before I watched SG-1. I'm sarcastic and flippant and hate being told what to do, even over something harmless.

Jack's snarky voice in my fics is basically me with a hint of Minnesotan accent sprinkled on.

I've been trying to put into words why Jack's existence (for a rather long time!) in DC bothers me so much. And I think this is why.

I'm not working full-time yet. I'm still in school. But I already know I won't be able to keep a desk job, 9 to 5 every day, where it's meetings and desk work and...my head hurts just thinking about it. (Luckily, I am not on a path where this is in the cards.)

I have nothing against people who can work that job--I respect the hell out of y'all. Seriously. Because I'd just...die. Not because I'd be bored, necessarily, but because I know I'd be absolutely horrible at it and throw myself out a window within three months. Like I said, it makes my ADHD brain hurt so damn much. As in, I get horrible headaches when I try to do detailed things without ADHD meds.

Which brings me back to Jack. I've always loved that Jack's ADHD-type tendencies are loved and embraced. They're an asset in his position as SG-1 leader, not something that has to be suppressed.

Because the truth is, ADHD has helped me a heck of a lot in life so far, and I don't know how to live life without it. I don't like being told I can be "fixed".

And so, when I see Jack in DC, or I read fics where he ends up at Homeworld...I cry a little inside, every time. For him, for me. I'm not sure who I'm really talking about when I say that I can't imagine that Jack would be able to excel at or enjoy that job. Not without stomping out his irrepressible Jack-ness.

Am I projecting my issues, or am I doing a thorough characterization? I don't know. Probably a bit of both? Either way, it gives me a lump in my throat. And I don't cry at things very often--I've broken bones, been sucker punched, watched Janet die, and never cried.

I do know I'm a civilian, and that gives me so much more leeway to think about this kind of thing. I have such huge respect for those of you who serve, and I'm totally shooting in the dark on this topic, so please forgive me. But...I *think* that the old maxim "you rise to your level of incompetence" applies even in the military, and I think it applies to Jack.

I can see Jack commanding the SGC. Some off-world missions, you get to see the new shiny stuff brought back through the 'Gate, mouth off to the bad guys who decide to visit.

Homeworld Security? A match made in hell. Hell.

So that's my perspective. I hope that makes at least a little sense. Please, do not read this as a reason not to write Jack in DC. This is merely my opinion, and there are so many others who will love and cherish your stories. I'm just trying to give y'all a little window into...well, me, I guess.

Thanks for reading 💙

6 times of Jack waking up Sam