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gatefleet · 1 year

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Anxiety and Love

Stargate SG-1: Daniel Jackson, Samantha Carter, Jack O'Neil WordCount: 852 T(W): Blood/Injury, Unconsciousness, Ambush, Blackouts Requested: Yes "So a Daniel Jackson x reader where Daniel has feelings for the reader and the reader likes him too but on a mission the reader gets hurt and while their injuries look life threatening they really aren’t but reader and Daniel don’t know. This makes for a very intense moment where they confess to each other right before reader loses consciousness and they get rescued. Then cut to reader waking up to a very stressed out Daniel but who is relieved. Essentially I need some Daniel fluff where there’s kisses and love after slight anxiety 😅 female aligned reader preferred but not required lol thanks love." - Anon A/N: I completely misread the request and had to do an addition ^^;;. It initially ended on the 'reader registered what was finally said moment and then had to add, apologies if it seems disjointed.

You couldn't believe you had missed it. Hadn't seen it coming. You had gone through all the training, read all the files. You couldn't believe that it had happened, it was your 4th away mission with the SG-1 team and you had already messed up. You couldn't control the pain radiating from your side, you had thrown yourself down behind a rock formation next to Carter pretty hard and that distracted you from the pain for a hot second. You leaned in tight against the formation, doing your damnedest to ignore the radiating pain shooting through your body. You were taking fire and waiting for an opening to retaliate and head for the gate. You covered Carter while she moved for a better position, allowing Daniel to move in closer to you covering his head as you returned fire and moving his head closer to you as you ducked back behind the formation. You had the back of your head to Daniel as you were attempting to peek around the rocks and look for a gap or someone to create a gap. Looking for O'Neil to give some form of sign or instruction as to what to do.

It wasn't looking good for the team. You were all pinned down in your respective positions trapped, yet so close to the gate, you couldn't get to the DHD safely or for long enough without being hit, thus your side injury. You grimaced against the pain, the noise. You could feel yourself being overwhelmed by the noise, the shouting, the static coming through your coms, the pain in your side. Everything was becoming too much, you hadn't realised you had began to slouch until you felt Daniel pull you back by your vest and ensure you weren't too visible around the formation you were both using as cover. You vaguely heard O'Neil's voice crackle through the com system asking what the hell happened, as he had seen you slouching. You barely heard Daniel's response, but you were sure you had heard '…been hit…bleed…side" why was it so hard to focus. The pain in your side got worse as Daniel had grabbed a pack of gauze from the field kit in your bag and began to pack your wound. You could hear the stargate engage and the sound of Stargate Command come over the comms, letting you know that reinforcements would be arriving through shortly. Then blackness.

You slightly came round as you felt the coldness of being dragged through the stargate. When you felt the warmth of the command centre you relaxed slightly, felt yourself be lifted onto a portable medical bed and the pull of a hand reluctant to let you. You were out again before you could register who it belonged to. Next time you were conscious about the world around you (even if you couldn't open your eyes to it) was in the medbay where you could hear the team speaking around you, that same hand grasping yours, You felt the tickle of hair on your forehead as something soft, so soft you barely registered it, grazed the side of your ear. You squeezed the hand in response, your body was reacting to what you couldn't or hadn't yet registered, and you felt the airy laugh of relief from the one person you recognise so well. You could feel yourself being wheeled away with some urgency, the beeps growing louder, more consistent as it became harder to breathe. Just as you felt darkness take hold, your conscious mind caught up with your subconscious as you finally realised what was whispered into your ear by Daniel. "Please, squeeze my hand to let me know you feel the same and that you'll pull through for us to have a chance…"

When you finally came to, you found Col. O'Neil asleep in one of the chairs twitching like a puppy does in its sleep, could hear Teal'c and Sam vaguely speaking with Doc Fraser and Hammond out of sight elsewhere in the room, and finally, Daniel pacing back and forth, biting his nails, trying to dispel some of the anxiety induced adrenaline which was currently coursing through his entire body.. You wondered how long everyone had been there. Had they not gone out on assignment since you had been dragged unconscious through the stargate? Had they been here in the medbay? You groaned slightly as you tried to move immediately grasping the attention of Daniel and making Jack jump slightly in his sleep before he readjusted and settled again. Daniel practically pounced to your side, giving your closest hand a gentle squeeze before helping you to sit up and adjusting your pillows. You smiled at each other and when Daniel's face was close enough to yours, he whispered "I'm so glad you're okay," you both leaned in and kissed one another. It was soft. It was warm. It was everything you imagined it would be. It was also interrupted with a throat clear from Jack, a witty remark, and an almost 6 foot jump from Daniel who had clearly forgotten the Colonel was there.

Tag list; (strike-through won't allow a tag, apologies)

@keepingupwiththeskywalkers, @disneyoncerlover815, @fandomalert31, @make-me-imagine, @lollipopsandlandmines

#danel jackson x reader #daniel jackson #stargate sg1 x reader #stargate sg1 #request #anonymous request

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ellie--eille · 1 year

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Stargate, anyone?

Anyone still reading Stargate SG1/SGA fics???

I used to post fics under another name, wondering if I should rework them and repost?

Edit: omg I'm so excited stargate's a thing on tumblr! I gonna sideblog it and spam y'all with 2023 style [stargate character] x reader fics 😁 💘

my fanfiction masterlist

Daniel x GN!reader romance rated Mature, (Ao3) ok maybe getting explicit... the story starts slow but it gets there.

stargate fanfiction poll!

#stargate #stargate sg1 #sam carter #daniel jackson #jack o'neill #vala mal doran #samantha carter #sg1 #x reader #stargate atlantis #SGA #elizabeth weir #rodney mckay #cameron mitchell #john sheppard

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enigmatic-mystery-777 · 3 months

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It's about time I got another one of these done lmao

Comfort

Daniel is out sick; it's only natural to want to take care of him. He doesn't always make it easy, though.

Taglist: @stargaterevival @mrssci-fi-nerd-sg-1 @geekygumiho @riverageleis @frostysfrenzy @cuillere

(If you'd like on the tag list for my Daniel x reader stuff please let me know!)

#fanfiction #stargate sg1 #stargate sg1 AU #daniel jackson #daniel jackson x reader #gn!reader #romance #humor #comfort

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geekygumiho · 10 months

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hi! saw you wanted requests! if you don't mind i'd like a daniel jackson/reader inspired by good old fashioned lover boy by queen. thanks!

Hey! Thank you so much for your request! ☺️ I’m so sorry it took so long, it’s been a lil’ busy around here haha :') I took some story elements from the song for the plot, also a little name drop at the end hehe. I hope you like it! :)

Lover Boy

Pairing: Daniel Jackson x gn!Reader (established relationship), brief platonic!Sam Carter x gn!Reader

Word count: 2267 💀😭😭 I got carried away LOL

Notes/Warnings: Veeeery fluffy and lovey dovey lmaoo. Alas, Daniel is but a simp for the person he loves! There is a use of the word "beautiful" bc I personally feel that it's a gender neutral term, so pls be warned if that makes u uncomfy! The jazz club also is described as smelling like smoke and whisky so pls don't read this if that makes u uncomfy too!! Also the general time period this takes place in is a little ambiguous yet again lmaoo (Daniel has a smartphone so *shrugs* idrk m8 lmao)

Taglist: @danieljacksonpinchinghisnose (Please let me know if you want to be tagged in future Daniel Jackson x Reader fics I write and I will add you to the list! 😊)

Daniel’s day starts off like monotonous clockwork; he gets up, gets ready for his day, has something quick to eat, then leaves his apartment and heads to Stargate Command for another long, onerous day. He starts off by studying the Goa’uld language a bit to warm up his brain, then gets to work on the translation he had stopped working on from the previous day because his need for sleep got the best of him. Frankly, he had only one thing consistently on his mind the day before as well as today, and that thought was you. It vexes him to no end every time he has to get up for work and leave your serene, sleeping form behind in the soft, cozy blankets warmed by your bodies overnight. Over time, he found that he had to give himself a couple extra minutes to get ready for his day just so he can watch you at your most peaceful state for a moment longer before parting with a feather-light kiss to your forehead and starting off his day. As he goes about his duties on the base, his mind seems to wander to you every other thought, which brings him comfort and motivates him to work harder just so he can see you even sooner.

During lunch in the mess hall, he sits and talks with Sam, who he missed earlier that day because she stayed on the base rather than going home and woke up early for her first meal of the day. On days when SG-1 are working on non-off world projects, Daniel tends to go home at night just so he can spend a sliver of his day with you. Sam naturally asks about you, as the two of you are close friends but rarely ever see each other because of your conflicting work schedules as you aren’t a part of Stargate Command. Daniel tells her all about how you’re moving up in your company and that he’s so proud of you, then he tells Sam about the plans the two of you have to go out for dinner later that evening after both of you clock out of work and head home. Sam smiles as he tells her this, her heart warmed by the obvious affection you both have for each other. Sam and Daniel continue talking until they're finished eating then head to their respective labs and continue working on their projects.

Daniel is nose deep in his notes as he works on his translation when he feels his cell phone vibrate in his blue BDU pocket. Not looking up from what he’s doing, he reaches into his pocket and brings his phone into his field of vision. His eyes meet the glowing screen and he sees your name on the screen overlaying the photo of you he set as his lockscreen. A smile immediately spreads across his face and he opens your text without a second thought. You had sent him a photo of a bundle of blue dahlias from outside of a flower shop with the words, “Saw this on my way back from lunch and it reminded me of you :)” written below, and he can’t help the grin bursting through his previously furrowed and focused visage. He types a quick response, indubitably concluding the text with the words “I love you” before locking his phone and sliding it back into his pocket. A new burst of energy runs through his veins as he gets more and more excited about seeing you again this evening, even if the two of you share an apartment and do see each other within that space. (It’s just not enough for him!) The rest of the day goes by in a blur and he all but runs out the door to go home and get ready for your dinner date before you get home from work.

Daniel has changed into a slightly dressy but comfortable outfit: a pale blue button up underneath a navy blue sweater, espresso brown slacks held up by a belt, and black shoes. He’s sitting on the arm of one of the chairs in the living room, reading one of the many books from the shelf to pass the time as he waits for you to get home. A couple of minutes pass before he hears the door open and his downward gaze immediately rises and finds you, closing the book and setting it on the coffee table. A small smile graces his face as you step into the apartment, your work bag in one hand and your keys in the other. You look a little bit tired but you smile when you see him, dropping your keys in the dish on the entryway console and closing the door as he stands up.

“Hi,” he says, his excitement and affection audible in his tone.

“Hi,” you say back, smiling as you step closer to him and wrap your arms around him. He immediately returns the gesture and lets out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding back, breathing in your familiar scent. The two of you stay in that position for a moment before you pull back.

“I just need a second to get changed, then we can go,” you smile softly, your arms still wrapped around him.

“Take your time,” he says with a nod, releasing you to let you go get changed out of your work clothes. Once you disappear behind the bedroom door, he sits back on the arm of the chair, feeling refreshed and warmed by your presence. After a few moments, you emerge from your shared bedroom wearing one of your favorite outfits, and he grins at the sight.

“You look beautiful,” he says as he stands, making you smile.

“So do you,” you say to him as you approach him. He leans in and gives you a quick peck on the cheek before the two of you head out of the apartment for your date.

The two of you are walking back from the restaurant you had your dinner at, laughing about something that happened to you at work that day when you pass a dark café lit up by blue neon lights, accompanied with a smoky, sultry scent.

“I’ve never noticed this place before,” you wonder out loud, slowing your pace as you take in the enchanting place before you. Daniel also slows his pace, coming to a stop as his eyes scan for signs indicating what the place is. You can hear jazz music coming from inside, a muffled cover of Ella Fitzgerald buzzing through the walls.

“Should we go in?” you say to Daniel, a slightly impish grin spreading across your lips. He looks at you for a moment and quickly finds himself grinning as well.

“Sure,” he says, unable to hold back his smile. He steps forward and holds the door open for you and you thank him as you enter the dimly lit club. The scent of the jazz club is even stronger from inside, smelling of smoke, whisky, and rose petals. There are a few groups or pairings of patrons sitting at the tables and a few couples dancing together in front of the small and slightly raised stage, the band now playing the song “It don’t mean a thing.” You look around in awe, amazed that you never noticed this place before. Daniel looks around as well, but he doesn’t miss the mischievous glint in your eyes when you turn to him and part your lips to speak.

“Dr. Jackson, may I have this dance?” you ask, holding your hand out to him with a mischievous grin on your face.

“Oh, I don’t know, I’m not really a dancer,” he says, partially honest and partially playing along with his tone of voice. You give him a teasing but encouraging look, and he sighs as he takes your hand and lets you lead him to the dance floor. The two of you find a spot between the two elderly couples dancing together and Daniel can’t help but laugh, covering his eyes as reality sets in for him. As if the Gods felt his embarrassment, the fast-paced Ella Fitzgerald song comes to a stop and a slower song begins. “Time After Time” slowly begins to fill the room as you and Daniel instinctively gravitate towards each other. Your hands find a home on each other’s bodies and before Daniel can remember his initial reservations, both of you are gently swaying to the music in each other’s arms.

In that moment, everything seems to fall away; all of the people in the jazz club seem to fall into the darkness as the metaphorical spotlight shines solely on you and Daniel. Your enamored feelings for each other are visible in every aspect of your physical selves; the way your bodies are close and warm, how your fingers so naturally intertwine as if your hands were made solely to mold into the palm and gaps of the other, the familiar feeling of warmth radiating from your chests despite the unfamiliar environment.

Daniel’s gaze is soft as he looks into your eyes, his eyes a color somewhere between azure and beryl blue, looking somewhat glassy with a reflection of the warm yellow light bulb from the metal lamp behind you. The blue neon sign lights up his features, highlighting the peaks and depths of his face with shadows and dark glows. His eyes scan your face as if he is taking in every detail of your features the same way you do to him, like he’s gently, meticulously carving your beauty into his brain to reference when he is without you. There are so many emotions visible on both of your faces; anyone could see how deep and intertwined your two souls have become.

Wordlessly, he brings his face closer to yours and you meet his lips without a second thought. His soft lips press a long, tender kiss to yours, his long eyelashes brushing against your cheekbone. You return the kiss with a soft warmth in your heart, the feeling so familiar and so natural yet one you never get bored of. Your lips stay pressed together for a moment longer before you simultaneously pull away, keeping your eyes closed as you press your forehead to his. His soft breath tickles your face as you slowly open your eyes, seeing his eyes bat open at the same time. Only when the song comes to an end do you realize a couple of minutes have passed, blinking as you come out of your daze.

Daniel looks around as he shakes himself back to reality, but it doesn’t take long for his eyes to land on you once more.

“Do you want to head home?” you ask him, your voice barely above a whisper. He looks at you for a moment, continuing to study your features, before replying.

“Sure.”

The two of you head out of the club, smiling at and saying goodbye to the people working on your way out. Daniel holds the door open for you once more and you thank him, setting your hand on his arm as he follows you out.

“Wow, look at the moon,” you gasp, looking up at the dark sky above you. Daniel immediately follows your gaze and he sees the moon is extremely bright despite the stars being practically invisible due to the light pollution nearby.

“She’s always watching, isn’t she?” he says with a small smile as he looks at you. His smile widens when you grin at him then take his hand in yours.

“I love the moon, she’s so beautiful,” you say with a sigh, staring up at the bright celestial body. You get so caught up in the glow of the moon for a moment before you realize Daniel is staring at you with a mischievous grin on his face. You quickly realize what he is about to say and you try to prevent him from saying it.

“No, don’t you dare- Daniel, don’t-” you warn him, trying to push at him but he catches your hands every time.

“What? Can’t I just admire your beauty since you’re admiring the moon?” he teases you, not letting go of your hands. You let out a loud groan and he laughs, his body slowly gravitating towards yours.

“You’re such a dork,” you grumble, trying but failing to look annoyed.

“I’m your dork,” he teases you once more, wrapping his arms tightly around your resisting form. “Hey.” You roll your eyes until he squeezes you tighter and you protest even more. He holds you still until you finally look at him and without a shadow of a doubt in his voice, his eyes shining like you just plucked every star from the sky solely for him, he says, “I love you.” You playfully glare at him before you say it back.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you,” he says, turning his ear towards you slightly. You groan once more and he grins.

“I love you, too,” you concede, poking his arm with your index finger. A satisfied smile on his face, he releases you and you step away. He watches you for a moment and his heart skips a beat when you turn and look back at him.

“Lover boy,” you tease him, sticking your tongue out at him. His jaw drops and it’s not long before he’s chasing after you, your laughter echoing through the nighttime streets as the moon looks down at the two of you with an everlasting, ethereal beam.

#stargate #stargate sg-1 #stargate sg1 #sg1 #daniel jackson #dr daniel jackson #daniel jackson x reader #daniel jackson x gn reader #daniel jackson x gender neutral reader #michael shanks #stargate x reader #stargate x gender neutral reader #stargate x gn reader #sci-fi

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daydreampending · 6 months

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Dream Paralysis

When Daniel gets stuck in a dream coma, the only way to help him is by joining him. You don’t anticipate however that you could be slipping into a sex dream…

Word Count: 4.3k

Pairing: Daniel Jackson x Reader

Sex Dream | Smut with Feelings | 18+

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#daniel jackson #daniel jackson x reader #stargate sg1 #smut with plot #smut with feelings #imagine

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stargaterevival · 1 year

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Very important research is happening here 🧐

Everything about him

And the story I'm using this for (on ao3)

#stargate #daniel jackson #stargate fanfiction #stargate sg1 #sg1 #daniel jackson x reader #michael shanks #fanfiction by ellie eille #hes my babygirl

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p-taryn-dactyl · 1 year

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Oh oh oh, what about a stargate fic where the reader is given like a truth serum off world and they end up blurting their feelings for Daniel? But like as well as really random stuff they would never say out loud (idk like 'teal'c you have really good arms' 'Carter, you always smell amazing', 'Jack I know I roll my eyes at your jokes but they're actually hilarious' - im really sorry these were the first things that popped into my head)?

a/n: no don’t apologize, i love this and those quotes so much! I hope you enjoy this <3

word count: 1.3k

warning(s): …none? fluff levels that could be dangerous however (title in no way indicates this will have angst, i just love lizzo)

In hindsight, taking the cup from the Ancestral Leader in a world that valued truth wasn’t your brightest moment. You hesitantly took a sip of the swirling purple liquid that was shining in a way which should’ve made you nervous. The flavor burst on your tongue and your eyes widened, quickly gulping down half of the glass. You felt strangely relaxed, leaning back on one hand while the other swirled the cup in a fancy fashion. You and the rest of SG-1, along with the elders of this planet, were sitting around a low table, cushions lining the floor for comfort. A slight haze filled the outskirts of your vision but you brushed it off.

“Young Y/N, how does our totuus fare on your Terran tongue?” The name of the drink sparked something in Daniel, the archeologist sitting up straight with a cautionary expression on his face. Smiling, you laughed slightly.

“It’s absolutely delicious, Elder Myrsky, I express my thanks,” something bubbled in your mind and you found yourself blurting it out, “It’s almost as amazing as your fashion taste.”

The table went quiet, the Elder flushing slightly as he brushed his deep crimson robes with his hands. Teal’c looked at you inquisitively, his stoic face showing slight signs of concern. Sam smiled into her cup, Jack cleared his throat, and Daniel looked as if he had figured something out.

“Thank you, Young Y/N, your compliment brings me much joy,” The Elder smiled at you before waving for food to be served. Daniel looked in his cup before poking the food on his plate with the utensils given. He looked at you then looked at the Elder.

“Elder Myrsky, what exactly did you serve Y/N?”

The Elder paused his conversation with another Leader, looking at Daniel with confusion in his eyes. Jack paused from taking his drink, looking at his friend before sniffing his cups content.

“I thought I already named it? Totuus is our drink of truth, do you not have the equivalent in your world?”

“Not..exactly,” Daniel murmured before taking his glasses off to squeeze the bridge of his nose and then putting them back on, “You gave Y/N a truth serum?”

The words shot through you, making you choke on the totuus you were about to gulp down. Oh no, oh-

“Shit.” You exclaimed, before slapping a hand over your mouth and looking apologetically at Jack, who just waved you off, stuffing his face with food before hesitating. He swallowed and pointed at the food on his plate.

“Will this…?”

Myrsky seemed to understand his question, smiling at the Colonel.

“No, the totuus is only given to one who hides the most.”

Your team all simultaneously turned their heads to look at you. You turned your attention to your plate, pushing your food in an attempt to ignore their stares. Finally, after a few minutes, you sighed and laughed nervously, looking up.

“Oh come on, I don’t have anything to hide,” you scratched the back of your neck, “It’s not like I love Daniel or anything or think that I would 100% let Teal’c crush me with his thighs?”

You felt your face heat up as you registered what you just said. Blinking once, you groaned, covering your face with your hands. You felt Daniel’s eyes boring into you and you heard Sam’s snicker.

“Can you..repeat that please?” Came Jack’s totally innocent tone.

“What, Teal’c has nice thighs. And arms. He has really nice arms.” You whispered the last part, despite the voice in your head screaming at you to shut the hell up. Jack snorted and you parted your fingers to peer through them, watching as Teal’c sent a smug look at Daniel before once more steeling his expression, bringing an arm to lean on the table, muscle bulging.

“That’s nice to know, and I agree, but let’s rewind that to what you said first.”

“...I love Daniel…” You whispered. The Elder nodded his head, saying something about how the drink's effect would wear off now that you had admitted it. Sam let out a cheer, making you look up at her.

“General Hammond owes me fifty bucks,” she said triumphantly, before looking at you with an expression that worried you, “So, Y/N, anything you want to say about the Colonel or me? To get it out of your system before the drink closes us off from your wonderful thoughts?”

Jack nodded, snapping and pointing at you expectantly.

“Guys, come on, stop it-” Daniel started but you interrupted him.

“Carter you always smell amazing which is weird because most of the time we’re running for our life, how do you find the time to smell like freshly picked mint? It’s not fair. But remember that one time I was in the med wing and you brought me cookies? I couldn’t eat them, it was like chomping on concrete but I crumbled them up and fed them to the nonexistent fish in Jack’s pond and never told you because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings because you were so happy to give me baked goods.”

Sam raised her eyebrows before shaking her head, chuckling slightly. You turned your attention to Jack.

“About that pond, we all know there’s no fish in there Jack but I still say yes everytime you offer because you always look so relaxed sitting in the really rusty lawn chair that you really need to fix before you injure yourself and it’s really nice. Also, you can’t sing. At all. Please stop trying to become the next Madonna because it’s never going to happen.”

Jack looked appreciative before changing to a faux insulted expression.

The rest of the dinner went smoothly, well as smoothly as a meal can get with you blurting out random thoughts every few minutes. After securing a scientific and military alliance with the Karelian people, your team crossed through the Stargate. Once you crossed the horizon, you felt a gentle grip on your elbow, leading you towards the med bay. Daniel had a determined expression on his face, his brow furrowed and blue eyes set in front of him.

“Whoa, whoa,” you said, halting in the hallway once your mind caught up to your movement, “you just sped past the General! And I’m fine, Daniel, Dr. Frasier doesn’t need to see me immediately.”

Daniel paused to stand in front of you, bringing his hand up to count on his fingers.

“One, I’m not in the military, legally Hammond can’t do anything to me. Two, you are not fine, you just had an equivalent of a neurotoxin in your system and three, that’s breaking protocol so yes, she does have to see you immediately.” He turned around and started walking, thinking you would follow him. But you stood still, crossing your arms and raising an eyebrow. He once more stopped and turned to face you a few feet ahead. There was tension until he sighed, running his hand through his hair, returning to stand right in front of you. When he made eye contact, you saw the vulnerability shining.

“Do you really love me?”

You smiled, stepping closer to him, reaching out to hold his hand.

“You think I would admit my appreciation for Teal’c thighs if I wasn’t forced to tell the absolute truth?”

Daniel snorted, a smile growing on his face. Normally, you avoided complete eye contact, but when his eyes met yours, you found yourself unable to look away.

“I love you Daniel, not just as a friend, and I completely understand if you don’t-”

“I love you too!”

The archeologist blurted out, his face turning red. You, in turn, felt heat rise on your face as you stuttered out a response.

“That’s nice, thanks. I mean-”

You heard a bellowing laugh behind you and turned to see Teal’c clutching his stomach next to Jack and Sam, who looked amused by your words and shocked at Teal’c reaction. Jack wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“Can you two just kiss already? We need to debrief.” Came the exasperated voice of General Hammond, who was standing behind Sam, Jack, and Teal’c, arms crossed over his chest with an amused expression.

Who were you to go against orders?

a/n: i hope you enjoyed this and that it was okay!!

#daniel jackson #daniel jackson x reader #sg1 #stargate sg1 #sg1 team x reader #jack o'neill #samantha carter #teal’c #general hammond

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mylittleredgirl · 1 year

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just learned ur scrooge mcduck post is about Sam/Jack and uhhhhhh… do you have fic recs

SURE DO!! there are infinite sam/jack fics to rec, so instead of attempting any kind of curated Top 5 list i'm just gonna shake my brain up like a soda can and see what sprays out first:

the furies wept by nanda (T, 30k) - i read this like nine times in a week. it's the third fic in a great series (first two are e for expliciiiit). each fic has a very different tone. this one is "okay, so what if after All That dysfunction they're Dating but also still Themselves, and then they have to go on the worst space road trip with jacob carter." a+++ can't recommend enough. i'm honestly incapable of being normal about @nandamai's fic.

a far better fate by newcrayons (WIP, M, currently 85k) - so i Do Not read WIPs and rarely read fics this long, but this came recommended! super fun series-long episode-related fic with illicit makeouts and feelings. this fic holds the honor of being literally the only ao3 subscription i have. i cracked open a new feature for this. i want to be friends with this author but i'm being really cool about it.

a small crime by @missparker (E, 5k) - feels good, feels organic. extra credit for jonas quinn.

the more things change by northernexposure (G, 6k) - this author likes to soak you in feelings and wring you out like a sponge. canon-compliant "point of view" episode chaser. extra credit for janet fraiser.

a star to steer her by by tremontaine (E, 24k) - all right this is a little ~spicier~ because it's got a d/s element that pops up midway through, but if you are neutral-to-positive on that then i recommend! something about this fic felt new, like i was viewing the same characters from two degrees to the left. i liked so so much about it.

bonus self-rec: home economics by mylittleredgirl (T, 5k) - the toaster fic.

enjoy!!! feel free to come back and shake the can again later!

#i'm the opposite of the readers who are like 'i won't even get out of bed for less than 50k'#anything over 35k feels like a commitment #like i need to pack a lunch #fic rec #sam x jack #stargate sg1 #sgwun #i would like to report that i remembered four out of five of these fic titles correctly when i went to look for links

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make-me-imagine · 2 years

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Hopeless

Sensory Prompt: 'Secret Glances' Requested By: Anonymous (mystery prompt request)

Pairing: Jonas Quinn x GN!Reader

Plot: Jonas is not very subtle when it comes to his "hidden" feelings for Y/n.

Warnings: None!

Notes: I am taking this opportunity to write for soft boy Jonas, since no one has requested for before, which is despicable honestly. I mean, have you seen him? He's adorable. *The song mentioned is 'The Parting Glass' by The Dublineers (I prefer the version by Freya Catherine)

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Jonas wasn't very subtle, even if he thought he was. The way his eyes were glued to you every time you were in the room. The way his eyes lit up when you were talking to him. Jack said he was like a love-sick puppy. Sam thought it was adorable, the way he seemed head-over heels for you. Stealing looks at you at any moment.

Obviously you noticed, but you were even more shy than him in some ways, and of course would say nothing.

You stole your fair few of secret glances at him as well. Admiring his bright smile when something exciting was happening. The way he was always interested in what others were saying. Watching him when he was so drawn into a book or problem that he was unaware of his surroundings. You seemed to be the only one able to pull him out of his thoughts. With one mention of his name his eyes would shoot up to meet yours, and you had all of his attention.

As much as you wanted him to tell you how he felt, you did have to admit, you enjoyed his not so subtle pining. It was new. And unexpected. No one had ever looked at you like he did. Every time his eyes would shine and his dimples would show when he smiled at you, you felt like you were on fire.

You wished you had the courage yourself to say something, to do something about it yourself, but that was a realm of courage that did not seem to exist for you. At least not yet.

- - - - - -

Jonas perked up as the sound of your laugh met his ears. Leaning back in his chair, he spotted you in the hall, talking to Janet.

He let out a soft sigh as he took the moment to study and admire your features. The way your eyes crinkled as you smiled, and the almost delicate curl of your lips. The way you tilted your head a bit to the side as you listened to someone speak.

Jonas stole every moment he could to look at you. These secret glances, where he didn't have to worry about you catching him studying your face.

Seeing you begin to look his way, he threw himself forward, back towards his desk with a loud clang. He closed his eyes tightly as he winced in embarrassment, there was no way you didn't see that.

Looking over towards Jonas's door, you spotted a flash of movement as he seemed to disappear from view, as a loud clang of his chair could be heard. You smiled to yourself before you continued down the hall with Janet. You felt your ears burning as he realized he had been staring at you again.

"He's not very subtle is he?" Janet asked with obvious amusement in her voice.

Your smile widened, "I think it's cute."

"Then why don't you tell him?"

"Are you kidding? He would melt into a puddle on the spot out of embarrassment and then he'd never look at me again."

She chuckled. "You might be right. Maybe he'll buck up and find some courage to ask you out one of these days."

You grinned at the thought. "We'll see."

Jonas slowly leaned back in his chair again. Seeing that the hall was now empty, he let out a deep sigh as he rubbed his face. He was hopeless.

- - - - - -

You were singing softly to yourself as you flipped through your book, searching for a passage of particular interest.

"Of all the comrades that e'er I had, they're sorry for my going away. And all the sweethearts that e'er I loved, they'd wish me one more day, to stay."

Jonas smiled softly as he listened to the soft melody. He was leaning against the doorway of your office, watching you. He had come in to ask about your research, but when he heard you singing softly, he didn't dare interrupt, and instead allowed himself a moment to watch you.

Finally spotting him out of the corner of your eye, you looked up, to see Jonas watching you. You felt your heart jolt, and you smiled at him. "Hello Jonas."

You saw the moment where Jonas realized you saw him, and that you had spoken to him, as his eyes widened a bit and he straightened up. "Oh, hi. Sorry, I was just- I didn't want to interrupt, your singing was lovely."

You chuckled softly "I wouldn't describe it as lovely, but thank you."

"It was." He defended as he stepped closer. "Really."

You smiled at him, feeling your face growing hot. "Thank you." You cleared your throat "Did you need something?"

"Oh! Yes, uh...I was just coming to see how your research was going."

"Not much better than before I'm afraid." You admitted as you closed your book. "Yours?"

"Same. I'm afraid we're both stuck."

You hummed under your breath "Perhaps Sam or Daniel have something."

As you stacked your books, you glanced back at Jonas, finding him already staring at you. You could feel butterflies in your stomach as you looked away again, unsure of what to do or say.

Jonas stepped closer as he pulled his journal close to his chest. "Y/n?" He asked softly.

Looking back at him, you smile "Yes?"

He opened his mouth, only to close it again quickly. Looking down and back up you saw him swallow before taking in a breath. "Would you like to have dinner with me?" He finally blurted out.

"Dinner?"

"Yes. Not in the cafeteria, I mean. Maybe we can get some food and come back here, to eat, together, alone."

You smiled at him "Yeah, sure. That sounds nice."

"It does?"

You let out a soft chuckle. "Yes, Jonas, it does."

"Oh, good, great." He grinned at you before he looked around, as though he was unsure of what to do now. "Uhm, perhaps we could meet up to get food later, around six?"

"Six." You nodded with a smile.

He nodded his head and smiled. "Six it is. Okay. I'm uh, I'm going to go ask Dr. Jackson about his progress, and I will see you later. At six."

"At six." You confirmed again with an amused smile as he began to walk out.

He gave you one last wave and smile before he disappeared, leaving you alone grinning to yourself.

As Jonas headed down the hall, he let out a long deep breath as his heart pounded heavily. As a grin spread across his face, he allowed himself a moment of elation and relief. He may be hopeless, but at least he could no longer claim to be a coward.

xx End xx

It's a shame no one writes for Jonas, and I'm sure barely anyone will read this. But I hope to write for him more in the future anyways. He is very underrated.

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gatefleet · 1 year

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Fallin' Again

Stargate SG-1: Daniel Jackson WordCount: 987 T(W): Capture, Language Barriers Request: Yes - Anon "Hey could I request a Daniel Jackson x reader where reader is an alien humanoid from a planet similar to ours and he falls in love again, this time promising no one will harm them or take them from him. Just generally lots of fluff lol or you could make it into a head canon same idea maybe how they met? Just whatever you feel works best" A/N: Okay I may have gotten slightly carried away with this one, and then had to reign myself in ^^;

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, he wasn’t supposed to feel these feelings again. It shouldn’t have been possible, he had met his soulmate and lost her. You were just a stranger from another world, who just so happened to be the cause of his current state. You had come through the Stargate by accident. You had fallen through a wormhole which had resonated at your own planet and fallen through the one at Stargate Command. Their iris had failed to engage when your wormhole led to theirs. You were sitting in a room while they decided what to do with you and how credible your story was. You were sitting on a chair rocking on its two back legs, your own legs crossed on the table, bending every so often to continue your rocking motion. You had found a book sitting in an end table and decided to peruse it, it took you a while to understand the language and the scripture which the text was written in, but after hearing the ‘humans’ as they called themselves, speak in their tongue and how they would read their scripture, it didn’t take long for you to pick up the speech patterns and behaviours of your now captors.

From what you gathered they were looking for how you had managed to prevent their iris from engaging when the wormhole had opened. You had stayed quiet during your interrogation, mostly because you were still navigating the language barrier. Now that you had cracked their code, you were trying to work out why your random wormhole experiment had sent you to another planet several thousand light years away from your home planet. You were hoping that the innate book you were reading would allow your mind to work in the background, trying to find an answer to the same question that your interrogators were asking. You had found that allowing a problem to work itself in your subconscious was the best way to get an answer to a particularly annoying problem.

One of the humans, a male with brown hair and glasses, had dropped by a couple of times, tried different languages, that you came to learn were dead on this planet, that it confused your ability to understand the language at first. Once you realised what he was trying to do, you were able to better compartmentalise the languages and work on focussing on the main language of the world, or the people on the base at the very least.

The young brunette, Daniel from what you gathered, was sweet, patient and was the only ‘human’ who was trying to communicate with you. You almost returned the favour in your native tongue but thought it best to remain silent. He would bring you beverages and food native to the planet and leaving you to them in your own time. You appreciated the gesture, but tended not to eat or drink anything, mostly because you weren’t sure what contaminants they used in their irrigation supplies, or even if their food would have been compatible with you or not. Your planet was not unfamiliar with the rules of ‘planet hopping’, do not eat or drink what the locals give you, do not interfere in their natural development and try not to intervene in the mechanical development of the people.

Daniel was persistent, you’d give him that. Once he realised that you could understand his native language, he reverted to speaking to you in that. He said that although you hadn’t said you’d understood him, he could tell from your reactions that you had a better understanding of the language, than you had previously. According to Daniel you had been there for around 3 days now, your people had a high tolerance for food and drink depravation, your planet was used to being at war with another and being deprived of those necessities on an almost constant basis. Your people had buried the hatchet with the warring planets, and had been at peace for close to a decade, but the evolution of your people had still allowed for those changes to be permanent.

Everyday Daniel appeared, like clockwork, sometimes with another member of his team, but most normally alone. He would sometimes appear with one of the men who had been interrogating you, Colonel O’Neill, you believed. Other times with a yellow haired female, Dr. Carter, but whenever he appeared with another it was, more often than not, a stern looking man with a golden emblem on his head. You believed his name was Teal’c, although you couldn’t fathom how to spell that in either language, merely how it sounded. When you had first arrived Teal’c had attempted to speak to you in, what you assumed to be, his native tongue and a couple of others you believed he had picked up over decades. You could tell he was not a native of the planet you were currently on due to something off about his presence. You couldn’t figure out what it was, but you knew that something about him was not like the others of this world, although you thought you had sensed a similar thing about Dr Carter occasionally, but nothing quite as concrete as with Teal’c.

After a few more weeks in the room, you slowly began trying the local cuisine (granted against your better judgement) and found it to be not too dissimilar to your own food. You had grown accustomed to Daniel’s presence and had grown to be quite fond of the time you both were spending together, and something about Daniel made you believe that he too enjoyed spending time with you, especially when he began bringing you new reading materials and witing equipment, you would admit that the writing materials proved useful for your thought process in trying to figure out the stargate and wormhole conundrum which was plaguing both yourself and Dr. Carter.

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daughterofthereaper02 · 2 years

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Imagine Being Bradley’s Little Sister And Being Part of SG1

A/N: This is slightly AU!!! Just that the time lines match up!!!

You walked into The Hard Deck with Jack, Sam, and Daniel. You were all being forced to go on vacation someplace else, Teal'c luckily was able to go off world for his vacation. You mentioned having some friends down here and you all took the opportunity to go there rather then Hammond forcing you all to go someplace else. You had just gotten back to Earth after being stuck off world for a month. Daniel and Sam both had a great time with the artifacts and science while you, Jack and Teal’c were just begging for something interesting to happen.

What you didn't know was your brother was now working down here, you both haven't spoken in years after the fight that you were joining the Air Force. While you forgave each other, the relationship was still very strained.

You went up to the bar and grinned "Penny Benjamin, is that you?" You asked. Maverick was a father/uncle figure to you and you still kept in very close touch when you could. Because of growing up with Maverick as your uncle, you grew up meeting Penny. She turned and her eyes widened "Y/n Bradshaw? My God you've grown up beautifully!" She said, giving you a hug from across the bar. You quickly ordered a couple of beers for everyone, promising to catch up with Penny later. When going back over to your team, you had to take a book out of Daniels hand to get him to pay attention. "Jackson, we were told to get away from anything work related for a week. Those ancient artifacts will still be there when you get back" you told him and he held up his hands. "Sir, you up for a round of pool?" You asked Jack as you gave him his beer. "You know it Major" he grinned.

You both went over and began to play, neither of you noticed the naval aviators come in. You managed to win, both Sam and Daniel make sure neither of you cheated. Jack groaned at how bad he had lost to you. "And that means you buy the next round Colonel" you grinned. Jack grumbled and went off to get the next round. You looked up and met Bradley's eyes. Your grin dropped and he looked shocked "Y/n?" He asked. You gave a tight nod and Sam came over to you "You good?" She whispered. You got a cocky look "I've never been better. Want to meet my older brother Sam, Daniel?" You asked just as Jack came back.

Just as you went to go over, Maverick came into the bar, making you grin. "Uncle Mav!" You called, moving right past your brother and hugged him tightly. He picked you up and swung you around like you were a little girl again "I've missed you kiddo! Phone calls just aren't the same" he smiled. You brought him over to your team "Uncle Mav, these are my colleagues. Air Force Colonel Jack O'Neill, Air Force Captain Samantha Carter, and Doctor Daniel Jackson. This is my uncle in everything but blood, Naval Captain Pete Mitchell, call sign Maverick" you grinned. The team had heard so much about him that it felt like they already knew him. Jack shook hands with Pete, “Pleasure to meet you, this one doesn’t shut up about you, especially after hearing the stupid stunts you pull. Apparently we shouldn’t be allowed to meet” Jack said, sending you a look and making you blush.

Phoenix came over, you hadn’t noticed that all of the pilots were listening, "I’m sorry, but who are you? Maverick never mentioned a niece” she asked politely. “Oh, I’m Y/N Bradshaw ma’am” you told her politely. Al of their eyes widened “And before you ask, yes I’m Bradley’s little sister” you said, not looking at your brother. All of them introduced themselves but Hangman rubbed you the wrong way, “I’m Lt. Seresin, but you can call me Hangman” he grinned. “Major, I’ll be right back. Hammond is on the phone” Jack told you before stepping outside. “Major?” Hangman asked before laughing “You outrank Rooster!” he laughed loudly. You shrugged with a little smile, “My work allowed quick advancements. I was only just recently promoted.” you said. Sam put her arm around you and squeezed, “You deserved it” she smiled.

Maverick smiled, “So what was it again you did for the chair force- I mean Air Force?” he asked, “Oh just deep space telemetry” you smirked, “By the way, please don’t try and access my files again” you said sweetly. Bradley looked confused, “What we do is highly classified. More then your mission from before” you said. “I may not talk to you Bradley, but I keep tabs to make sure you aren’t dead.” you said, lying slightly. You kept tabs on him in case anything from your line of work threatened him. Aliens manage to find out a lot of information without trying.

Jake stepped inside, “Sorry kiddos, Hammond needs us back to on base asap” he said. You all nodded, “I’ll keep in touch Uncle Mav and Bradley? Keep in touch this time, phones do work both ways” you said before you all left. “They seemed nice” Daniel said, “I have a feeling this isn’t the last we’re going to see of them” Sam said as you all left.

A/N: Let me know if you want more of this!!

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enigmatic-mystery-777 · 6 months

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When Given Safety

You're training with Daniel on a planet in all things archaeological while your team is training with his in combat. All is going well, except for the pesky major crush you've developed for him. It takes going through a battle with five Jaffa who crash landed on the site to learn that he has a crush on you, too.

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geekygumiho · 1 year

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Hi Geekygumiho!

I'd like to request a fluffy fic!

Daniel Jackson x reader, where Daniel and you have had the worst week at work. At the end of the week you find him still working late at night in his study and you really need a hug but you're too shy to ask. Maybe he's super shy too?

Thank you!!! ❤

Hey, Ellie! Thank you so much for your request! This is the first x reader request that I've gotten whoo-hoo! I think it turned out pretty nice and I hope you like it! :))

Hold Me Tight

Pairing: Daniel Jackson x gn!Reader (Daniel keeps his longer hair because I said so lmfao. Also this is an established relationship if that wasn't obvious lool)

Word count: 811 (hello, angel number hehe)

Warnings: overworked Daniel and y/n, not much otherwise but please let me know if you feel there’s any other warnings I should add!

This week has become possibly one of the worst weeks you have ever experienced while working at the SGC. As a translator working on Daniel’s team by his side, you know he’s had just as awful of a week as you have, too. First, SG-1 came back from a mission completely exhausted but still being demanded to find a solution to the issue they found off-world, so it required that you and your team work non-stop for several days in a row up until this point. Then, one of the artifacts Daniel had brought back that was giving context to the translations the two of you were working on was accidentally knocked off of the table and shattered into millions of tiny shards and pieces. Then you found out that all of the work you had put into translating some of the text was moot because you had misunderstood an earlier part you had worked on so you had to scrap all of your progress and start over again. You have been working on the translations from square one for nearly 12 hours now and you felt like your brain was going to viciously drain out of your ears any second now.

Frustrated and exhausted, you convinced Daniel that you two should just go home, rest up, and try again tomorrow.

It’s been a couple of hours since you two got home and settled in, and you haven’t seen Daniel since the two of you were doing the dishes together after dinner.

Quickly realizing this, you look around from your spot on the couch where you had been zoned out for a decent amount of time and you begin to really feel just how much you could use a hug right about now. Your exhaustion and need for cuddles were catching up to you after this really awful week, so you get up and decide to go look for him in the one place you know you’ll find him: in his study.

Sure enough he’s there, sitting in his desk chair, hunched over spread out sheets of his translation work and a few open books on his desk. You suddenly feel a little ashamed that you want his attention when you know just how important this project is for the both of you, much less the SGC. You watch from the door frame as he fidgets with his pen in his hand, his head turning back and forth as he cross-references his notes.

He abruptly raises his arm up and he sneezes into his elbow, shaking his head slightly as if his skull had just been rattled. An amused grin spreads across your visibly fatigued face as you say “Bless you,” making him turn around to face you as he sniffles.

“I didn’t even know you were there,” he mumbles with a small smile, rubbing one of his eyes underneath his glasses. You smile as you approach him, setting your hand on his shoulder.

“How’s it going?” you ask, your fingertips curling over his shoulder.

“It’s, uh, it’s going,” he says with a nod, shoving his glasses above his brows and rubbing his eyes with both hands. You nod, and your face heats up when you remember why you approached him.

Trying to make your own needs less obvious, you quietly ask him, “Do you need a hug?” He breathes out a laugh and looks up at you with warm but tired eyes.

“How did you know?”

“Intuition,” you shrug with a smile. You step closer and hold your arms open for him. He wheels his chair a little closer and wraps his arms around your waist, sighing as he melts into your embrace. He leans his head on your stomach and closes his eyes, and you can practically feel his exhaustion from the past few days catching up to him the longer he holds you.

“Baby, I think it’s about time that we go to bed,” you say, your arms resting on his shoulders and your fingers interlaced with his soft hair. Scratching his scalp with your fingernails, he lets out a weary sigh as he nods. He holds you a bit more, your fingers combing through his long brown hair, before releasing you and standing up. He gives his desk a once over before reaching over the mess of papers on the surface and turning off the lamp. He turns back to you and takes your hand as you lead him to your bedroom.

After you two change and finish getting ready for bed, you both snuggle up under the covers, laying facing each other with his arm draped over your waist.

“Goodnight, love,” he whispers, gently kissing your forehead as an exhausted sigh escapes his lips.

“Goodnight,” you mumble with a tired smile unseen in the dark, snuggling your head closer to him as your heavy eyes droop shut.

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