To All The Tumblr Users Who Tend To Use Tags Very Liberally:

To all the Tumblr users who tend to use tags very liberally:

Let’s play a game.

Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.

you

also

what

when

why

how

look

because

never

I want sleeves on my vest in Desperate Measures.

Jack in DC? Never. Not my Jack.

I'm not a fan of seasons 9 and 10 of Stargate. I think that's pretty common knowledge among my mutuals at this point.

When y'all ask why, I always say that I disagree with the characterization, I don't like Mitchell leading the team instead of Sam. I also always say that I hate that they sent Jack to DC.

I want to talk a little more about that last one--the Jack in DC thing. Because I know I don't always explain it very well.

Honestly, my issues with Jack in DC come from my personal issues.

I say this a lot in my tags, but Jack O'Neill is my hero and my idol and my crush all wrapped up in one character. On paper, I might look more like Sam--engineer, woman, gets decent grades. Not a national treasure by any means, but I do seem like I'd be more by-the-book, like Sam. But in reality, I'm just as fidgety as Jack is, just as bad at technical terms, just as bad at remembering things. I purposely botch names--have done so since before I watched SG-1. I'm sarcastic and flippant and hate being told what to do, even over something harmless.

Jack's snarky voice in my fics is basically me with a hint of Minnesotan accent sprinkled on.

I've been trying to put into words why Jack's existence (for a rather long time!) in DC bothers me so much. And I think this is why.

I'm not working full-time yet. I'm still in school. But I already know I won't be able to keep a desk job, 9 to 5 every day, where it's meetings and desk work and...my head hurts just thinking about it. (Luckily, I am not on a path where this is in the cards.)

I have nothing against people who can work that job--I respect the hell out of y'all. Seriously. Because I'd just...die. Not because I'd be bored, necessarily, but because I know I'd be absolutely horrible at it and throw myself out a window within three months. Like I said, it makes my ADHD brain hurt so damn much. As in, I get horrible headaches when I try to do detailed things without ADHD meds.

Which brings me back to Jack. I've always loved that Jack's ADHD-type tendencies are loved and embraced. They're an asset in his position as SG-1 leader, not something that has to be suppressed.

Because the truth is, ADHD has helped me a heck of a lot in life so far, and I don't know how to live life without it. I don't like being told I can be "fixed".

And so, when I see Jack in DC, or I read fics where he ends up at Homeworld...I cry a little inside, every time. For him, for me. I'm not sure who I'm really talking about when I say that I can't imagine that Jack would be able to excel at or enjoy that job. Not without stomping out his irrepressible Jack-ness.

Am I projecting my issues, or am I doing a thorough characterization? I don't know. Probably a bit of both? Either way, it gives me a lump in my throat. And I don't cry at things very often--I've broken bones, been sucker punched, watched Janet die, and never cried.

I do know I'm a civilian, and that gives me so much more leeway to think about this kind of thing. I have such huge respect for those of you who serve, and I'm totally shooting in the dark on this topic, so please forgive me. But...I *think* that the old maxim "you rise to your level of incompetence" applies even in the military, and I think it applies to Jack.

I can see Jack commanding the SGC. Some off-world missions, you get to see the new shiny stuff brought back through the 'Gate, mouth off to the bad guys who decide to visit.

Homeworld Security? A match made in hell. Hell.

So that's my perspective. I hope that makes at least a little sense. Please, do not read this as a reason not to write Jack in DC. This is merely my opinion, and there are so many others who will love and cherish your stories. I'm just trying to give y'all a little window into...well, me, I guess.

Thanks for reading 💙

Incorrect Winx Quote Part 4

Farah: Why is your back all scratched up?

Saul: *has a flashback of chasing a peacock after Farah telling him to leave it alone*

Saul: I’m having an affair?

I’m Never Letting You Go

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That scene on Vormir was quite possibly the most tragic moment in cinematic history.

Anyways I’ll just be over here continuing to pretend that they both survived and the farm family never existed.

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Farah Dowling is Alive

A thesis by me <3 Or as I like to call it, putting this degree to good use. 

What  follows is an episode by episode breakdown of important moments which I believe point to Farah as hopefully coming back in season 2 – alive. Underneath the cut because I’m anticipating this may get fairly long. 

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