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nhawk78: ...list all the first lines of your fics and then people write drabbles in the comments with the same first line."
And yet all my first lines seem dumb and ridiculously story-specific. Huh.
1. She's exhausted.
2. She wakes up next to him, hand on his back.
3. It's ten days after the SGC is shut down, ten days after control is handed to a civilian agency that has reviewed their files and will call if they have any questions, thanks, and he is here, lying on the dock at Jack's cabin, feet dangling over the edge, lying perpendicular to his lover of nine days, head on his lover's chest.
4. This isn’t a date.
5. Daniel drags her topside fifteen days after they return from the Antarctic.
6. Jack O'Neill thinks he’s taught his team a little too well that no one gets left behind.
7. She's always had this idea in her head of what love is.
Ah, 3 showcases my irrational love for run-on sentences, and 6 is the entire story in 2 words or less. hmma.
In other news, Pumpkin Spice lattes are back at Starbucks starting today. They're my heaven. Mmmm.
nhawk78: ...list all the first lines of your fics and then people write drabbles in the comments with the same first line."And yet all my first lines seem dumb and ridiculously story-specific. Huh.
1. She's exhausted.
2. She wakes up next to him, hand on his back.
3. It's ten days after the SGC is shut down, ten days after control is handed to a civilian agency that has reviewed their files and will call if they have any questions, thanks, and he is here, lying on the dock at Jack's cabin, feet dangling over the edge, lying perpendicular to his lover of nine days, head on his lover's chest.
4. This isn’t a date.
5. Daniel drags her topside fifteen days after they return from the Antarctic.
6. Jack O'Neill thinks he’s taught his team a little too well that no one gets left behind.
7. She's always had this idea in her head of what love is.
Ah, 3 showcases my irrational love for run-on sentences, and 6 is the entire story in 2 words or less. hmma.
In other news, Pumpkin Spice lattes are back at Starbucks starting today. They're my heaven. Mmmm.
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She's exhausted.
They have spent the last ten days working to get things back together. Every night she falls asleep on the ground as far away as she can get. And every morning, she wakes up just a little bit closer to him. Soon, she knows she will be curled into his side.
It's not that she doesn't want to be.
But Daniel has never been the man she craved. And he knows it.
She knows, too, that hating him will not bring General Jack O'Neill back. But it helps, even as she slides closer to him in her dreams.
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This isn't a date.
Daniel keeps trying to convince himself of that. What he's seeing is not his two best friends slowly shutting him out as they step into a strange and awkward little world of their own.
On some level, he doesn't want to believe that he can be this petty and selfish. That he can demand of people around him that he remain the center of their lives. But, just for a moment, he wants to. He wants and craves their attention, wishes they'd give it.
But they're too busy breaking the regulations without any overt signs to notice.
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(and I was so supposed to write fluff, and... didn't...)
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