Drabble: SG-1 (also, some life stuff)

I had a hell of a headache the other day. Probably a migraine, it felt like one. It's been a while since I've had one, but the overwhelming pain and the deep desire to lock myself in a warm, dark, silent room were pretty good signs.

Going over to my mom's on Sunday. More Stargate indoctrination is planned. She really adores the show.

Tomorrow, I have important essay writing to read over and rewrite.

Enjoyed tonight's Joan. Luke's amazing. That Michael Welsh is a brilliant actor -- he was perfect as a clone of Jack, but he's just glorious as Luke. Wonderful, wonderful actor.

Got my voting stuff today. I can theoretically drop it off as soon as tomorrow, which is a yay.

And also, there is a drabble.

( Daniel in a hotel room )

Website Update:

*All reviews and essays may contain unmarked spoilers for the latest U.S. aired episode of the show in question.

Added post-series analysis of the Harvest to BtVS reviews. Added Beautiful Day to the new AtS Drabbles section.

Added Windward and Counting Days to the Stargate: SG-1 section. Added Desert Rose and At the Door to the new Stargate SG-1 drabble section.

Added The First Night to the due South fanfiction section.

Added Salt to new Farscape section.

Added Gloaming and my ship_manifesto Bashir/O'Brien essay, Repairing and Mending (Healers Both), to the new Deep Space Nine section.

All of the stories mentioned above have also been added to my Fanfiction Index.

( quick and fast looks at story images with direct links )

Random Stargate thought:

Does anyone else ever feel the urge to smack Martouf in The Tok'ra (part 1) after Carter asks him about Jolinar's earlier host Rosha? Because he goes on and on about her beauty. Damn, was she just a pretty face?

Then again, most Goa'ulds choose their hosts based on beauty, at least from what I can see. The Tok'ra aren't as different as they pretend to be. She probably was chosen because she was a hottie.

the relevent quote:
Carter: "Okay, well, I am curious. What was Jolinar's host like?"
Martouf: "Jolinar's host, Rosha, was very beautiful. She had eyes like the oceans of Marloon, hair the colour of Abydos, and her smile was... was as infectious as laughter. In fact, Rosha looked very much like you, Captain Carter. You are very beautiful."

Although, on a shallow note of my own, I didn't think Rosha/Jolinar was very beautiful. Horrible hair. Then again, I'm the person who, while watching Hathor, wonders why Hathor mentioned Sam's beauty when Hathor herself was light-years hotter.

And I didn't think Anise/Freya was very hot, either.

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So, I'm working on things now. Essays and such. But then I was just thinking and I was blindsided by how much I adore Angel in Not Fade Away. He's a hero, but in the classic sense rather than the modern -- he's Herakles, family-killer, infamous, dangerous, beloved and hated by the gods. He's Samson, bringing his enemies down with himself. Fucked-up beyond belief. Certain of his own place in hell. I have never loved Angel as much as I do in that last episode.

To twist it around, Chosen was one of the times when my complete love of Buffy overwhelms me. It's interesting how my love for the two characters manifests in opposing fashions -- I want Buffy to be happy, but I want Angel to be certain. Balls to the wall, no way out, but he'll bite and slash and claw his enemies down with him.

And I don't want that for Buffy.

Anyway, it all got me thinking about love, about moments where my love for a character shines its brightest and what that might mean as to the kind of love that I hold for them. What does it mean that I love Angel most in the struggle and that I love Buffy the most in the times after?

That I love Daniel the most when he's sacrificing himself? I've seen most of Stargate SG-1 now, and Meridian remains, hands-down, my favorite episode. It's the moment just before he starts shooting, when it clicks for him and he makes a choice. Every single time I watch that moment, it hits me the same way. In that moment, I adore Daniel Jackson so much that I feel as if I can't breathe.

Definitive moments, perhaps. A moment in time when the reason that I fell for that character in the first place eclipses everything else.

GIP

This would be the Daniel Jackson icon that I've been longing to make for ages.

*looks at icon*

Yep, just the way I wanted it to be. Sometimes things just work out.