... that was depressing. And yet, I think it really did have to get written. And I'm glad you did it, because you did it *well.*
And now I'm going to go stock up on a lot of fluff and remind myself why I shouldn't read fics for bedtime stories unless there's some chance of it ending well. (Although I read this after waking up from a bizarre dream involving the mirror Deep Space Nine universe and rape and weirdness, so... perhaps I really *am* in exactly the right mindset to read this?)
I like the ending quite a bit, and I'm impressed at the way you kept up the dispassionate tone for the whole thing and avoided the melodrama... so great, with the little bits of feeling but mostly... numbness. You're really good at creating mood like that.
Did you name the baby Catherine because of Farewell to Arms or whatever that Hemmingway book was called?
... that was depressing. And yet, I think it really did have to get written. And I'm glad you did it, because you did it *well.* Thank you. :) I'd like to note that I wasn't depressed writing it. More worried that it would come off as nothing but complete melodrama (there are still a few coincidences that, uh... will remain).
There is fluff on Ryuu's (there's a link, somewhere). And, really, since it was written as a direct result of my brain crying at the idea? Everyone should read it (there was a moment where I almost killed Jack, and then he and Sam were in the After Life together, and went around playing Cupid. And it was WRONG.)
*cuddles the feedback* Thank you. :)
Actually, I named her after Catherine Langford (it seemed strangely fitting -- Catherine is, in the end, the woman who turned the stargate into a viable project, and eventually Jack got dragged in and then met Carter and got cloned, and... ).
Oh. DUH. Everyone on Stargate needs to name their kids after her. I was just noticing all these similarities to Farewell to Arms, so it was in my head, and then I was all "Wasn't the girl in that named Catherine?" So... you get literary credit without even trying? Either that or I'm wrong about that book -- I think I read it like 8...9... holy crap, I'm older than I think I am... years ago!
I think I'm now going to mentally put this evilbad (but so good, but so evilbad) universe aside and return to my regularly scheduled squeee! But... you still get mad credit from me for writing it :)
This is everything I always wanted to see in a mini!fic but never thought I would. This is painful and provoking and determined to shred my shipper heart into little pieces.
This is perfect.
*tears down the shrine and starts building a church*
You are so my god(dess) now.
Also? "She's dead, isn't she." It took me an easy five minutes or more to read past that line. The delivery of it, the tone... I could see it and hear it and Jack? Oh man. You can just hear his heart breaking in those quiet, quiet words.
Excellent, although I'm glad to be reading this in the cold light of morning rather than right before bedtime when it would roil through my unconscious.
Life ain't always sweet. You get an entire package of Nutter Butters as a gift from me and the dog in thanks for this story.
Now, go write me some fluff because it's the holidays, dammit, and I need something sweet.
*nods* I went to bed with it finished, so my subconscious happily played elsewhere. Had I not finished it... I probably would have dreamt bits and pieces all night.
*cuddles, and hides the Nutter Butters from her roommates*
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Actually, we've dicerend that this is really all my fault. This is what would happen to the MiniOTP if I ever got my hands on it...
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And now I'm going to go stock up on a lot of fluff and remind myself why I shouldn't read fics for bedtime stories unless there's some chance of it ending well. (Although I read this after waking up from a bizarre dream involving the mirror Deep Space Nine universe and rape and weirdness, so... perhaps I really *am* in exactly the right mindset to read this?)
I like the ending quite a bit, and I'm impressed at the way you kept up the dispassionate tone for the whole thing and avoided the melodrama... so great, with the little bits of feeling but mostly... numbness. You're really good at creating mood like that.
Did you name the baby Catherine because of Farewell to Arms or whatever that Hemmingway book was called?
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Thank you. :) I'd like to note that I wasn't depressed writing it. More worried that it would come off as nothing but complete melodrama (there are still a few coincidences that, uh... will remain).
There is fluff on Ryuu's (there's a link, somewhere). And, really, since it was written as a direct result of my brain crying at the idea? Everyone should read it (there was a moment where I almost killed Jack, and then he and Sam were in the After Life together, and went around playing Cupid. And it was WRONG.)
*cuddles the feedback* Thank you. :)
Actually, I named her after Catherine Langford (it seemed strangely fitting -- Catherine is, in the end, the woman who turned the stargate into a viable project, and eventually Jack got dragged in and then met Carter and got cloned, and... ).
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Oh. DUH. Everyone on Stargate needs to name their kids after her. I was just noticing all these similarities to Farewell to Arms, so it was in my head, and then I was all "Wasn't the girl in that named Catherine?" So... you get literary credit without even trying? Either that or I'm wrong about that book -- I think I read it like 8...9... holy crap, I'm older than I think I am... years ago!
I think I'm now going to mentally put this evilbad (but so good, but so evilbad) universe aside and return to my regularly scheduled squeee! But... you still get mad credit from me for writing it :)
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This is perfect.
*tears down the shrine and starts building a church*
You are so my god(dess) now.
Also? "She's dead, isn't she." It took me an easy five minutes or more to read past that line. The delivery of it, the tone... I could see it and hear it and Jack? Oh man. You can just hear his heart breaking in those quiet, quiet words.
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This is, practically, what would happen if Nique up there got her hands on mini!otp (or had the inclination to write it). She doesn't do happy...
Although the original suggestion was Sam as an unwed teen mother (Jack perished in some way). But I liked this idea better.
Hrm. a church. Does this make me tax-exempt?
*cackles happily* Glad you liked it. *eg*
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This was so sad, but so lovely. Much preferred this version, because I am masochistic little fuck.
Loved it, can't wait to read more (fluff this time) from you :o)
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The other version is just all about the kinky sex...
*eg*
(damn. I need to write my ficathon entry. *prods brain*)
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Life ain't always sweet. You get an entire package of Nutter Butters as a gift from me and the dog in thanks for this story.
Now, go write me some fluff because it's the holidays, dammit, and I need something sweet.
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*cuddles, and hides the Nutter Butters from her roommates*
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