No Character Death
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zats_clear who requested, as follows:
Title: No Character Death, Please? Kthanks.
Author:muck_a_luck, posting in brainofck
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Off world sex, awkwardness at home.
Content/warnings: Bad!sex.
Words: 734
Disclaimer: If anybody is planning a script like this for SG-1, I'm certainly not going to claim any rights to it. However, I'd be delighted to work in a co-writing/consulting/first-reader/advisory-type capacity, with my fee to be negotiated at that time. :D
Archive rights: Absolutely none. My journals only.muck_a_luck and brainofck
The Matrix: Days. The Matrix is located here.
Beta:
Day 1
Actually, Day 1 was four days ago, but I'm so bored, I'm starting a diary. See. That bored.
Day 1 was the day the SGC called to say they're under quarantine, they don't know what it is, they don't know when it started, they don't know who's got it, so everybody off world find a nice hidey hole, batten down the hatches, and stay put til further notice.
All I can say is, this one better not be fatal. No character death, plz? K,thnks.
Day 2 was the day we found the nice dry cave on the hill overlooking the gate. Cleared out a dead hornets' nest, some old scat, and started laying in the firewood. It gets damned cold here at night.
Day 3 was the day Daniel started to be effected by the virus, because he put his sleeping bag right next to mine, like there wasn't a whole entire cave to put it in, including a really great spot on the other side of the fire that I deliberately left for him to take because I'm a gentleman like that when I'm camping. AND he used it the first night.
Which leads us to
Day 4
Bored because this planet is totally safe and nobody's here except maybe a bear or something because exploring a little farther back into the hills I found another cave with REALLY HUGE piles of crap in it. But otherwise, totally bored. Except last night, when Daniel, clearly under the effects of whatever this virus thing is, sorta cuddled up to me. And I'd think it was just because it's really damned cold here at night, except he was on the side toward the fire and plus he started doing stuff with the zippers on the sleeping bag, which I'm pretty sure you can't do by accident while actually sleeping.
Then he was less with the cuddling, so much, more with the sleeping on me.
Did I mention that he got naked before he bedded down for the night?
Except he put on dry socks. What a camper.
So actually, bored and horney now. I suspect I am also experiencing symptoms, since Daniel never made me feel horney before, even that time in the showers when he claimed he lost his contact and he spent 15 minutes crawling around on the floor trying to find it.
Naked.
With the water still running.
And I watched the whole time and totally didn't get a hard on. Not at all.
You do realize Daniel doesn't wear contacts, right?
OK. Totally burning this page now.
Day 5
He kissed me when we woke up this morning. Ew. Morning breath.
Day 6
Morning breath aside, I liked it.
Day 7
Can't keep this journal up much longer. Only so much paper available, and Daniel keeps glaring at me every time I burn a page.
Anyway, Dear Diary, today I screwed my best buddy.
He was back at the dig site, since we don't have anything better to do, and he was crawling around there in the dirt, and his ass looked so good…
So I jumped him.
We got our pants sort of half off, and I shoved my dick between his legs and up against his balls, and he made this whimpering noise, and shot almost right away, which completely freaked me out and I was just pulling off then I shot, just like that, all over his pants. Like a chicken shit, I just got the hell out of there. Now he's not talking to me. He moved his sleeping bag, too.
Day 8
Home again. No point in writing this. Doing it on the word processor and gonna close without saving.
I'd like to blame the quarantine thing. But Doc Fraiser says it was a stomach virus to end all stomach viruses. When I asked her if it made people act weird, she said, "No, why?" and Daniel just looked at me like I was something he scraped off his boot on the llama planet.
I want to apologize, but I'm not sure exactly what to say, or even what to apologize for, so I'm just gonna try to hit the showers before Danny tonight and head home.
Deleting now. Maybe I need one of those journal things like Cassie is always writing in about her boyfriends and school problems. Because clearly I am a 16-year-old girl.
If you're interested, all my stories, in order, from one page. Also, my fiction recommendations.
For my loyal![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
rugbytacklers, I have done a Stargate crash course located here.
zats_clear who requested, as follows:- J/D, quarantined off-world, UST/flirting to first time, awkward-not-mindbendingly-awesome sex, bring them home to be awkward in the SGC. (keep in mind, I may request a part 2 on this someday to see what happens after you've tortured them with bad sex and left them embarrassed in the SGC)
No Character Death, plskthnks?
Title: No Character Death, Please? Kthanks.
Author:
muck_a_luck, posting in brainofckPairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Off world sex, awkwardness at home.
Content/warnings: Bad!sex.
Words: 734
Disclaimer: If anybody is planning a script like this for SG-1, I'm certainly not going to claim any rights to it. However, I'd be delighted to work in a co-writing/consulting/first-reader/advisory-type capacity, with my fee to be negotiated at that time. :D
Archive rights: Absolutely none. My journals only.
muck_a_luck and brainofckThe Matrix: Days. The Matrix is located here.
Beta:
Day 1
Actually, Day 1 was four days ago, but I'm so bored, I'm starting a diary. See. That bored.
Day 1 was the day the SGC called to say they're under quarantine, they don't know what it is, they don't know when it started, they don't know who's got it, so everybody off world find a nice hidey hole, batten down the hatches, and stay put til further notice.
All I can say is, this one better not be fatal. No character death, plz? K,thnks.
Day 2 was the day we found the nice dry cave on the hill overlooking the gate. Cleared out a dead hornets' nest, some old scat, and started laying in the firewood. It gets damned cold here at night.
Day 3 was the day Daniel started to be effected by the virus, because he put his sleeping bag right next to mine, like there wasn't a whole entire cave to put it in, including a really great spot on the other side of the fire that I deliberately left for him to take because I'm a gentleman like that when I'm camping. AND he used it the first night.
Which leads us to
Day 4
Bored because this planet is totally safe and nobody's here except maybe a bear or something because exploring a little farther back into the hills I found another cave with REALLY HUGE piles of crap in it. But otherwise, totally bored. Except last night, when Daniel, clearly under the effects of whatever this virus thing is, sorta cuddled up to me. And I'd think it was just because it's really damned cold here at night, except he was on the side toward the fire and plus he started doing stuff with the zippers on the sleeping bag, which I'm pretty sure you can't do by accident while actually sleeping.
Then he was less with the cuddling, so much, more with the sleeping on me.
Did I mention that he got naked before he bedded down for the night?
Except he put on dry socks. What a camper.
So actually, bored and horney now. I suspect I am also experiencing symptoms, since Daniel never made me feel horney before, even that time in the showers when he claimed he lost his contact and he spent 15 minutes crawling around on the floor trying to find it.
Naked.
With the water still running.
And I watched the whole time and totally didn't get a hard on. Not at all.
You do realize Daniel doesn't wear contacts, right?
OK. Totally burning this page now.
Day 5
He kissed me when we woke up this morning. Ew. Morning breath.
Day 6
Morning breath aside, I liked it.
Day 7
Can't keep this journal up much longer. Only so much paper available, and Daniel keeps glaring at me every time I burn a page.
Anyway, Dear Diary, today I screwed my best buddy.
He was back at the dig site, since we don't have anything better to do, and he was crawling around there in the dirt, and his ass looked so good…
So I jumped him.
We got our pants sort of half off, and I shoved my dick between his legs and up against his balls, and he made this whimpering noise, and shot almost right away, which completely freaked me out and I was just pulling off then I shot, just like that, all over his pants. Like a chicken shit, I just got the hell out of there. Now he's not talking to me. He moved his sleeping bag, too.
Day 8
Home again. No point in writing this. Doing it on the word processor and gonna close without saving.
I'd like to blame the quarantine thing. But Doc Fraiser says it was a stomach virus to end all stomach viruses. When I asked her if it made people act weird, she said, "No, why?" and Daniel just looked at me like I was something he scraped off his boot on the llama planet.
I want to apologize, but I'm not sure exactly what to say, or even what to apologize for, so I'm just gonna try to hit the showers before Danny tonight and head home.
Deleting now. Maybe I need one of those journal things like Cassie is always writing in about her boyfriends and school problems. Because clearly I am a 16-year-old girl.
If you're interested, all my stories, in order, from one page. Also, my fiction recommendations.
For my loyal
rugbytacklers, I have done a Stargate crash course located here.
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Date: 2007-11-26 04:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 03:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-26 04:34 pm (UTC)excuse me while I cuddle up with that visual image::ahem::
You know I had to put the character death thing in there, right? If you killed one of them, there could never be a part two to be requested in the future!
thanks so much! hope it was good for you, too LOL
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:26 am (UTC)Glad you liked it! It was a bit tricky turning a quarantine UST to NC-17 saga into a FICLET, but I did the best I could! :D
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Date: 2007-11-26 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 03:27 am (UTC)She loved pr0n. She died as she lived. Embracing the smut.
:D
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-26 05:52 pm (UTC)Oh, the images- Jack burning his diary as he goes, Daniel crawling around the shower, Jack fleeing bad!sex - all priceless!
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-26 09:44 pm (UTC)LOVE that. Oh, poor Jack. Too funny, and too cute. Yes, a Part 2 would be lovely, but I did enjoy this very much. :D
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-26 11:54 pm (UTC)Of course you are, Jack!!
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 01:39 am (UTC)No fucking *wonder* we slash them! They're both 16 year old girls and so are we! :D
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Date: 2007-11-27 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-27 03:31 am (UTC)THIS is the kind of thing we here in BrainofCK Management like to hear! :D
You did see I am taking requests, yes? Though I am already in way over my head, I really needed a nice, unblocked writing day. The vampire thing is kicking my butt.
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Date: 2007-11-28 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-29 05:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-02 05:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-20 08:55 pm (UTC)*snort* This makes my sick-addled day. ;)