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academicgangster · 2 months
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Obsessed with the way Jack holds his beer like it's a pen he's going to twirl.
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tafferling · 3 months
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*gestures* This moment-
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fighting-naturalist · 11 months
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Sam/Jack/Daniel moments 2/?: “The Serpent’s Venom”
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#we all know this au ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
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random-fandom-whump · 2 years
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Stargate SG-1 S02E07 By Request ↳ RFW's Favorite Stargate Whump Moments (✚)
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lihiominaa · 2 years
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STARGATE SG-1 S08E07 | Affinity
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spockvarietyhour · 2 years
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Stargate SG-1 “200″
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kylorens · 2 years
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Jack doing his best to describe Daniel | (6/?)
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california-112 · 2 years
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Stargate SG-1 | S02E14 ‘Touchstone’
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artistic-lightcycle · 21 days
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Loved this scene in Stargate the other day.
Jack: I just want to say, I do not care.
Daniel: >:/
Jack: ...I care
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here is a lovely family moment - setting up Nymphs room in Jack and Sam's house!! I'm not sure if I should link it to the adoption fic, because this scene wasn't explicitly in that one, but I still loved making it!! I love the cameo of the stick figure, and poor Daniel is struggling with those instructions on how to build her bed 😆
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volixia669 · 1 year
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Jack O’Neill is hilariously Minnesotann and I’m so glad Richard Dean Andersan went all out.
Like, y’all have to understand, a relative of mine whose dad grew up in Northern Minnesota was able to clock the SG-1 O’Neill as “The Minnesotan” within .5 seconds in a scene where he wasn’t even playing it up.
According to IMDB, Richard Dean Andersan grew up in one of the more “suburbs of Minneapolis” towns, but I’m putting my money on his family having a cabin up north where they’d go fishing and whatnot.
Jack O’Neill just being like, “Vacationing is fishing out in the middle of a gorgeous lake while mosquitos drain you of all your blood” is absolutely Minnesotan.
As is his inability to rest and not do something productive.
Dry snark while still helping people? Oh yeah.
And while there are some diplomatic Minnesotans, the ones of O’Neill’s generation who grew up in mining towns and whatnot? I would never put them in charge of a diplomatic mission where the fate of Earth depends on it. And O’Neill KNOWS he’s one of them. (Literally that episode was me going, “Hey [relative], it’s like your dad being asked to do negotiate a peace treaty, and yep that groan is exactly how it went.)
There’s other little things, but as a transplant to Minnesota, it’s cool seeing the more subtle aspects of this state’s culture in Jack O’Neill, especially since I CAN connect some of what he’s like to actual people I’ve met.
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riverageleis · 1 year
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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Stargate SG-1 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter/Daniel Jackson/Cameron Mitchell (Stargate) Characters: Sam Carter (Stargate), Daniel Jackson (Stargate), Jack O'Neill, Cameron Mitchell (Stargate), Original Characters, Maybe a dog or two Additional Tags: Polyamory, Demisexual Character, Internalized Homophobia, established poly relationship, New secondary relationship, Friends to Lovers Series: Part 3 of Best Friends Summary:
In the third part of the Best Friends series, Jack decides to ask Daniel out. Despite watching Daniel, Sam, and Cameron navigate a successful polyamorous relationship for several years, he's still unsure of the rules. After talking it over with Cam, Jack decides to give it a try with Daniel anyway.
With the help of Sam and Cameron, their biggest allies and cheerleaders, they will navigate Jack's insecurities and preconceived notions about what relationships are and how they should look. As they do, Daniel discovers that he's still got boundaries to test while on this journey, as well.
This is Jack/Daniel-centric story.
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Presented without context ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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fortune-fool02 · 1 year
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Talented Soul
Jack Krauser x military, female reader
Requested by: anonymous
OMG hiiiiii!!! I am literally freaking out right now!! I can't even contain my excitement because you're, like, the only person who understands my obsession with Krauser! And OMG, you're taking requests? That's just totally awesome, I can't even! 😈
So, I had this crazy idea for a fic, and I'm, like, dying to share it with you. It's set before RE4 And Javier and the reader gets to train with Krauser and even Leon. But here's the twist: the reader is, like, super talented and totally kicks butt. At first, Krauser is, like, all business and has no feelings for the reader. But, you know, after they train together and work on missions, he starts falling head over heels for them.
Like, seriously, I'm cool with it being a short or long story. I'm flexible and just thrilled if you even considering it! But if you don't want to do it, no worries, really! I totally understand. Anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH! You're, like, the best! Bye!! 😘
Warning: Fluff, canon-violence.
Word count: 1,117 words
I adore this so much! Thank you for requesting it!
Please enjoy!
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Out of every rookie lined up before him, she stood out the most. Not just for the fact she was a woman, Krauser has trained women before, but there was this look in her eyes. A sharpness that could put even his knives to shame. A burning determination to strive forward and thrive.
[Name] [Surname] had been brought along with that former cop from Racoon City, apparently the only two survivors of that catastrophe. The information gathered on her was basic, a civilian with some training to a degree, given that her father was also a former military man himself. But that did, by no means, mean Krauser would take it easy on her. If anything, it made her a target for him to see just how much potential she truly had, or if all of her father's coddling bore spoiled rotten fruit.
"[Surname], O'Neil! Step forward!" Krauser barked, and both of them stepped forward. [Name] standing with her back straight, perfect posture and her eyes fixed ahead of her, like a machine almost while O'Neil's posture was a little slumped at the shoulders, looking bored. He had them gathered outside in training yard, the obstacle course laying out in wait for them, a gruelling trial. The task was simple. Two would attempt it in unison, using this to weed out the lackies, those who couldn't hold their ground.
At the moment, Krauser had them in a clear opening. He wanted to see their capability in close-combat.
"I want you both to look at one another. Do not see a comrade. Do not see a friend. See each other as the enemy. Fight like they're your enemy." He ordered, watching the two with a stern glare. "No killing."
With that, both [Name] and O'Neil drew out their combat knives. O'Neil watching her, a light smirk on his lips. "I'll take it easy on you, little lady."
[Name] made no hesitation in making the first move, her knife held securely but allowed for a fluid movement as she closed the gap between them, the blade slicing through the air. O'Neil stumbled back, taken aback by her sudden, sharp movement and had just enough time to block the blade. Metal clashed against metal, the sound cutting through the air as she twisted her arm slightly and brought the blade downwards, cutting along O'Neil's arm and pulling a pained gasp from him. Her boot raised up, landing a sharp kick to his stomach, knocking the man down.
"Pathetic, O'Neil!" Krauser shouted, spitting down at the man. "If this woman was your enemy, you deserved to be killed!" His sharp gaze moved up to [Name], who stood there, ready for his judgement. "[Surname], impressive form. But your skills need sharpening."
[Name] simply nodded her head and stood back when she was dismissed. It was that moment that had planted something in Krauser, unnoticeable at first, but it was there.
Every task he threw at the new rookies, every obstacle he shoved in their path, [Surname] and Kennedy seemed to outmatch their fellow comrades. His eyes would observe her, the focus and determination in her eyes showing that she wanted this. She wanted to succeed. She wanted something she didn't have back in Racoon City.
Power. She wanted to be strong. And he would help with that.
He would arrange for one-to-one training sessions, correcting her posture or technique as he sparred with her. Every piece of information he gave her, [Name] took in and adapted. Flickering wisps of pride would nip at him whenever he saw her improving. A warmth developing more with how she would look at him. Her eyes showing nothing but respect and admiration for her Major.
Others looked at him with similar expressions but it was different from her. Something about the light in her eyes or how her pupils would very slightly expand upon seeing him. Whatever it was, it pulled at Krauser, festering deep inside him, allowing something faint to slip through paper-thin cracks in himself. Cracks that [Name] had caused with her little moments. Those lingering touches. The way their eyes would lock for longer than necessary.
Each little thing that would make his heart beat that one beat faster. An eagerness that would grow at the idea of their one-to-one sessions. They soon became the high-lights of his day. Seeing how her skills were honing, how she was adapting better.
But it didn't stop there. Ideas began to whisper into his thoughts. When he would raise his arm to block her incoming strike, grabbing her wrist, then either pull her into his chest or push her against the wall, pressing his lips upon hers. Pressing the blade of his knife against her neck and seeing that look in her eyes, that light mix of discomfort with a hint of something else. Something that stirred inside him.
His eyes would always fall to her lips. Imagining how they would feel against his. How she would feel in his arms, his hands on her body. These thoughts would haunt him late into the night, and even seeping into his dreams at times.
A part of him wanted to act out on these desires, to give into that temptation that she held over him, but there were too many risks. She was a rookie, he was her Major. Perhaps it was that which made it all the more tempting?
He stood there again, watching [Name]'s focused expression as she sat, taking a gun apart and putting it back together, of course, in a more basic fashion than some professionals that Krauser had seen before. But the way her fingers moved with such care and dedication was what entranced him the most.
"Major Krauser, sir." [Name] set the parts aside and stood to attention, saluting the man.
"At ease, [Surname]." He smiled at her and her posture relaxed after a moment or two. His mind rattled a little, trying to seek out a good reason for being there rather than just to observe her, like he has done countless times. But nothing came to mind. Nothing that he couldn't openly state. "You're a great soldier, [Surname]."
[Name] nodded her head at that, a sense of pride welling up inside her at the praise, she dared to crack a light smile. Krauser's eyes lit up at the sight of her smile and felt a warmth rush through his body. "Thank you, Major."
Krauser smiled at this. "Jack. Between us, just call me that." A part of him wanted to hear her call him by his name. He longed for it.
She nodded her head and glanced around, ensuring that no one is around, "Yes, Jack."
He smiled again.
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random-fandom-whump · 2 years
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Stargate SG-1 S02E07 By Request ↳ RFW's Favorite Stargate Whump Moments (✚)
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