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[elly427]

And here it is, barring any huge changes which may come down the pipe.

Concessions
Author: elly427
Summary: He knows the way this started, in the middle of grief and loss and anger, doesn't bode well for a future, for any of them.
Classifications: Sam/Jack/Daniel, R/NC-17. Set at some future point
Disclaimer: Not mine. Thanks for bring it up.
Author's notes Thanks to splash_the_cat and nandamai for being my first betas, for dealing with my massive pronoun issues and being all-round nice people who made this much better than it was. You’re both peaches. All poor judgment and any mistakes are my own.

And to woodface, because apparently she trusts me with the OTP.


A warning for the S/J diehards: this may not be the fic for you, though I don't think it's too bad. We'll see, I guess.

Comments

[elly427.livejournal.com]

I squealed with the spectacularly geeky joy of having said something cool enough to be put on an icon

Oh thank God it's not just me. When woodface made me an icon with "I'm a shipper, damnit" on it I was ridiculously excited.

him: "Okay, Little Red. Let's say the floor is the base minimum of geekiness. You are... right through the roof of this building. And the girl who is making the icon? Is, like, in orbit."

Harumph. And yet I am strangely pleased to be the geekiest of the three of us. Huh. Proves his point, I guess.

him: "Well... you write FANFIC!"

me: "..."

him: "I always win with that one, don't I?"

BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAGHHAHAH! So, so, so true.

Funny story here - I'm almost positive my best friend reads (if not writes) Queer as Folk fanfic and I *know* my sister reads (if not writes) Harry Potter but none of ever talk about for fear of someone discovering our extreme geekitude. Heh. Yeah, nothing trumps writting fanfic. Heh.

I'm ALWAYS complaining about how nobody Kirks it up on this show.

And *that* is also going on an icon in some form. hmmm.

There have GOT to be some free-love planets out there, man! Why do they keep going to all these boring-ass repressed planets?

I have, honestly, wondered about this myself. Statisitcally impossible that they haven't yet. Unless they have and it's allllll a giant conspiracy.

I have such a longstanding fantasy of them arriving on a planet where raves are the normal social function, and SG-1 must attend (very... very... awkwardly...) a lovely Dyonisian rave, full of drugs and near-sex on the dance floor and very little clothing in order to negotiate with the leaders in the morning or something :).

Yes. Yes please. Oh hell yes. And why *hasn't* Dionysis popped up yet? Huh? That'd be one fun goa'uld. Fun in the most evil sense of the word. Ahem.


And perhaps get high, a bit, by accident, although the thought of Daniel rolling is... kinda scary!

Or amusing. And fairly in character in some ways. Huh.

(And Teal'c, beloved evil Teal'c, would *so* take pictures for "accurate documentation in our mission report.")

Oh he *SO* would! And he'd know nothing about the 'SG-1/Air force officers Gone Wild!!!' tapes that float around base and on the internet. Heee. Oh Teal'c. Yes. Totally. I'm sure Hammond would be very appriciative.

And perhaps I'm scaring you off with my ill-begotten fanfic bunnies! These things entertain me :)

*Eyes LittleRed* Plot bunnies, you say? You should, maybe, you know, if you've got time, WRITE THEM!!! Ack. Shove aside the angst if you have to. Heh. Nekkid and hig!Sg-1 would potentially be both amusing and hot. Heh.

[mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com]

Bwah ha ha! I am glad that I am not the ONLY one in this conversation who writes ridiculously long comment posts!

And yet I am strangely pleased to be the geekiest of the three of us.

It is better to be as one with your geekiness :)

Yeah, nothing trumps writting fanfic.

First of all: hee! about not discussing your various fanfic weaknesses with your friends and family... mine all have their geeky sides which makes it easier to have come out of the fanfic closet! And as for nothing trumping fanfic... you have seen the geek heirarchy, right?

Yes. Yes please. Oh hell yes. And why *hasn't* Dionysis popped up yet? Huh? That'd be one fun goa'uld. Fun in the most evil sense of the word.

"I will destroy your pithy defense forces and you will all HAIL ME AS YOUR GOD! And then we'll all party and get loaded. ROCK ON!"

And the lack of sexually liberated planets! What the hell!? I tried to figure out who the Egyptian version of Bacchus (which would be a VERY Goa'uldy name, don't you think?) / Dyonisus... is it Hathor? I have NEVER forgiven this show for killing her. But maybe she set up some free-love colony planets of her own before getting all entombed on Earth?

And perhaps get high, a bit, by accident, although the thought of Daniel rolling is... kinda scary!

Or amusing. And fairly in character in some ways. Huh.

Yeah... hee. Trying to think of the drugs of choice for each member of SG-1 is kinda fun :) And I *so* thought they were all baked during the campfire scene in 1969 before they actually started talking...

And he'd know nothing about the 'SG-1/Air force officers Gone Wild!!!' tapes that float around base and on the internet.

BWAH HA HA! TOTALLY at the next christmas party! And can you just imagine how Sam would beg to get the negatives? She would run all his errands to Yankee Candle for a YEAR.

*Eyes LittleRed* Plot bunnies, you say?

I was actually talking this idea up with besyd and now I actually want to write it! Gaah! It's really all because I am *craving* a party and can't make one happen or even attend one due to the evil mono of funkilling doom! And it would be suuuuch bad!fic ! But bad!fic with potentially good!sex... or almost-sex... regardless, with Sam and Jack making out in a dark corner a whole lot... *cries* So many WIPs! So little brain!

-- Little Red, who is *so* there to put her party-planning expertise into throwing SG-1 an alien rave! (and hey! I just figured out what purpose I could serve at the SGC!)

[elly427.livejournal.com]

Bwah ha ha! I am glad that I am not the ONLY one in this conversation who writes ridiculously long comment posts!

I am wordy, to say the least. Yay, not the only one! who-hoo!

First of all: hee! about not discussing your various fanfic weaknesses with your friends and family... mine all have their geeky sides which makes it easier to have come out of the fanfic closet!

I think I'm jealous. I'd literally die if friends and family found out I write fanfic. Just curl up into a ball.

And as for nothing trumping fanfic... you have seen the geek heirarchy, right?

I have now and oh. my. God. Sweet heavenly Jesus. I've been trumped by furries. oh thank heavens. Hee!

"I will destroy your pithy defense forces and you will all HAIL ME AS YOUR GOD! And then we'll all party and get loaded. ROCK ON!"

I think you and I should write this show. And I'm a little afraid, were a goa'uld to say that to me, I'd be like "huh. cool. Okay."

BWAH HA HA! TOTALLY at the next christmas party! And can you just imagine how Sam would beg to get the negatives? She would run all his errands to Yankee Candle for a YEAR.

Can I just say hee! Yankee candle! I can't get those on this coast but man, the smell of those suckers takesme right back to the family vacation when I ten and we vistied one of their outlets in Maine. Dude.

I was actually talking this idea up with besyd and now I actually want to write it! Gaah! It's really all because I am *craving* a party and can't make one happen or even attend one due to the evil mono of funkilling doom! And it would be suuuuch bad!fic ! But bad!fic with potentially good!sex... or almost-sex... regardless, with Sam and Jack making out in a dark corner a whole lot... *cries* So many WIPs! So little brain!

I really, really, really, REALLY want you to write this because I want to read it. I kinda want to write it myself. Huh. The world needs more drunken SG-1 and poorly lit corners and making out and . . . *sigh*. Dude.

And also? I think you could write it so it's not badfic. Unless you intentionally want it to be badfic. And just so it's repeated again: fic with potentially good!sex... or almost-sex... regardless, with Sam and Jack making out in a dark corner a whole lot... Yeah. Guh. Yeah.

-- Little Red, who is *so* there to put her party-planning expertise into throwing SG-1 an alien rave! (and hey! I just figured out what purpose I could serve at the SGC!)

Bwhahahaha! Hey, move yourself a step up on the geek hierarchy by inserting yourself in the story. Hee!

Just in case you forgot: Write it!

[mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com]

I'd literally die if friends and family found out I write fanfic. Just curl up into a ball.

I thought I was going to. I forget how it actually came out. My co-ed fraternity is of open to geekiness (we're known alternately "the geek frat" and "the crazy house over there who throws all the awesome parties" -- which is such a happy combination!), so they pretty much just make fun of me. And read it, occasionally. And then make fun of me some more, but "because we love you!" I just found out last night that my childhood best friend has been reading my fanfic through livejournal (exam procrastination drives people to desperate measures), and although she has rarely, if ever, watched any of the shows I write for she still manages to think I'm cool. The moral of the story: Have friends who are "so cool!" in that "so geeky!" way.

I still am going to have to come up with some sort of warning system should I ever post smut to my website, though. "Parental Guidance Suggested: If you know me personally, please don't read this story. If you ignore this warning and read this story, please do not TELL me you read this story." Fortunately for me, I doubt my immediate fantasy wants to read anything that might force them to picture me having sex...

I think you and I should write this show. And I'm a little afraid, were a goa'uld to say that to me, I'd be like "huh. cool. Okay."

Would it need to get moved to a premium channel if we did write for this show?

And if a Goa'uld wanted to party with me? Dude! I'm pretty sure this would involve taking shots out of gilded shot glasses :)

Unless you intentionally want it to be badfic.

Well, it might be easier to write if I wasn't worried that someone might declare this a measure of my actual writing skillz. And yes, I can think of a way so that it wouldn't be badfic and actually have fanficky merit... but it would still have to be pretty tongue-in-cheek.

I really, really, really, REALLY want you to write this because I want to read it. I kinda want to write it myself.

If I don't, it's yours! Because, if you got my squeeetastic and probably sort of frightening email from 2 this morning, I am so totally your new #1 fanfic fan. We could also collaborate, maybe...? Although I've never done that and am not sure how it's done. Regardless, if you'd like to geek out together about possible ways the story could go down... so to speak... let me know :)

Hey, move yourself a step up on the geek hierarchy by inserting yourself in the story.

Yes! I'm the one skulking around in the background throwing the cocktail parties for the visiting alien ambassadors and spiking SG-1's drinks :) General Hammond: "I'm unclear as to why exactly your department needed to requisition a strobe light..."