#colonel o'neill

[filmtvfandom]

Jack O'Neill with a magnifying glass

Stargate SG1 (S08E04, S05E19, S04E01)

[ophilosoraptoro]

[antoschauniverse]

Jack and Sam💕…and Daniel🤔

[thesearchforbluejello]

One of my favorite things about Stargate is that every time there's an incoming wormhole in the first two seasons everyone goes into immediate crisis mode, and then after that it's like "oh, incoming wormhole, must be one of our pals."

It's like their caller ID goes from 100% calls about their underground supersecret military base's extended warranty to like 90% people on their friends and family plan and only 10% telemarketers. Unfortunately those telemarketers are usually Anubis and that dumbass head hologram he does or Ba'al running his mouth for shits and giggles but. Also I mean Sam and Daniel literally compare the gate network to a telephone in 1x02 so.

[sowhumpful]

[trapezequeen]

Carwheeler + SG1 Aesthetic

[wintergirl83]

Jack… just being Jack… 😂

[artistic-lightcycle]

PoV: You attacked the SGC and pissed of Jack by hurting the kids.

[sp3akfri3ndand3nt3r]

Daniel: “Their whole world is in flames, and we’re offering gasoline! How does that help?”

Teal’c: “🤨 We are in fact offering water.”

Jack: “Thank you!”

Daniel: “I was speaking metaphorically.”

Jack: “Well stop it! It’s not fair to Teal’c.”

Teal’c: “🤨”

[verocd]

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[jus-morbo]

[dailystargatebooty]

[antoschauniverse]

I like cool Jack O'Neill.

[shmoppop]

Chapter two of Crescente.

(Once again, sorry for spelling mishaps lol I write these and always fail to completely proof read and ive been slowly touching up the chapters as half this story came from a notebook ive had for a decade Enjoy :P (more chapters on Quotev) )

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 "General! You're not putting him in a cell?" Jack said, walking down the hallway briskly as Hammond ordered the alarms off per Janet's request. 

 "If it's what I have to do. I'm following protocol... And from what Dr. Frasier is telling me, I surely don't know what to expect, Colonel." Hammond said, Sam sharing a worried glance with the older man. 

  "What does that mean, sir?" Carter asked, the General shaking his head as they approached the two guards sanctioned at the infirmary doors. For all they knew, Jackson could have contracted some alien pathogen, but from the General's behavior and the lack of information he was giving the two, they hardly knew what to expect. 

  Allowing the three inside, Hammond stopped once the two two were at his side.  

 "That... is not what I thought was happening." O'Niell said, staring up at their colossal friend. 

  Daniel was curled up in the corner of the room, his head leaning against the wall as he shuddered from the aftershocks, his eyes screwed shut. He was naked aside from the large bedsheet that was carefully tucked around his waist, a line of beds shoved to the side to make room. The man looked exhausted from what Jack could surmise, a feeling of worry eating away at him as he watched one of his dear friends obviously suffer. 

  The shades had been drawn, Janet quietly looking through the lens of a microscope as she waved towards the trio's direction before turning her attention as Daniel shifted, toppling over one of the tables in a deafening clatter as he startled awake, having been dosing off.

"How did this happen, Doctor?" Hammond was the first to speak, still as stoic and calm as possible despite the outrageous and bizarre nature of it all. 

 "I'm not sure, sir. His blood looks normal, his vitals are fine.. now." She said, turning off the microscope as Daniel silently watched them, too confused and admittedly freaked out to speak. He felt like some kind of monster, he had to have been over thirty feet tall judging by the way his shoulders were nearly twice as high as the doorframes. 

  Thank God for the viewing room. Jackson thought dryly, his body feeling like it'd been encapsulated in lead, his head still hurting though not as severely as he quietly grimaced. He had given Fraiser quite the scare, though he doubted he'd be able to stay calm in a situation like this. They'd dealt with other weird and borderline insane things, but nothing to this extent. A member of SG-1 now a giant? His career was over. His life was over for all Daniel knew as he shut his eyes again, feeling like he was going to vomit from the anxiety coursing through his veins. 

 "Now?" Hammond said, his cheek muscles tensing as he glanced at the giant infront of them. 

 "Yes, right before he started growing, his vitals spiked. His blood pressure went through the roof and his heart rate went over 120, sir. Now I can't get a reading, he's too big for my equipment, sir. I can get his heartbeat from listening to his chest, but I would not be able to secure anything to him at this point." Janet said, her eyebrows furrowed in worry as Sam frowned. 

  "How big is he, Janet?" Jack asked, Daniel chuckling internally at the subtle curiosity in the Colonel' voice. 

  "Im not sure, Colonel. I would have to move him to a large enough room to properly weigh and measure him, sir. Though at the moment, I dont think it's safe to move  him. For our sake and his." Janet said as Hammond slowly nodded, Jack walking over to the large man.

"Danny? You feeling okay? You look like something straight out of a movie." O'Niell offered, looking over the trembling giant as he set an assuring hand on his calf, Daniel's eyes slowly opening as they tiredly focused on the Colonel.

 "Mm... You can say that... If you feel like you've been wrung through a taffy puller." Daniel rasped, his voice having a deeper tone than before, clearing his throat as he weakly sat up straighter, the four back up to give him more of the limited space. 

  "Doc says she'll pump you full of morphine again and tomorrow we can start figuring out what happened." Jack said up to him, the large blue eyes fixed on him closing as the archeologist nodded quietly. 

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  "Alright, Daniel. Come on in." Jack said, motioning for the man to crawl into the large warehouse sized room adjacent to Sam's office. Fraiser and Hammond had scheduled a drill within the base to insure that no other officer could see the change in rooms for the archeologist. 

 The room itself was larger than the Gate room, the original intention of the room unbeknownst to SG-1, though they could all guess given the original intention of such a massive underground compound. Sam had managed to make a pair of bottoms with the help of a few other personnel that Daniel had managed to wiggle on in the now tiny infirmary. The shirt was still in progress, and the pants were a rough estimation based on Daniel's girth and inseam comparative to the size of the painted over colums in the med bay and number of tiles beneath him. 

 Carefully crawling his way through the corridor, Daniel squeezed through the automated doors and pulling through his hips with a second tug. It was all too surreal, having to cram himself through a doorway he usually couldn't touch with both arms out to his sides, the way he had accidentally crushed one of the metal beds struggling to maneuver through the smaller door that was the infirmary.

    Sitting up once Daniel pulled his legs through the door, the man looked around. The room he was now housed in was thrice the size of the med bay, the ceilings stretching even high above him, amazed the building codes from the 50s still withheld nearly seventy foot high ceilings. Swallowing, the man frowned as the door closed behind him with a solid thunk without anyone else in the room. Looking around the presently barren room aside from a few small boxes in the far corner, Daniel quinted towards the other side of the room, the wall a different shade only a few inches from the floor. 

  Rubbing his fuzzy eyes, his glasses quickly breaking the moment he started growing, Daniel slowly rose to his feet. Letting out a soft noise once he stood at his full height, the shaggy blonde closed his eyes as a wave of dizziness washed over him. Giving himself a moment, the man opened his eyes and looked down at himself.  He looked totally normal, his body unchanged as did his face feel, walking over towards some of the polished metal higher towards the ceiling as a makeshift mirror. 

 Slowly getting used to the weight of his newfound size rather quickly, the giant made his way over. He had no idea how tall he truly was, thirty feet was just a guess based on the infirmary room, but now he was unsure. He felt a lot taller than thirty feet, though his fear of height may of played a part in the dizzying sense he got looking at the floor that was so far away. Looking at the crappy shiny metal he could vaguely call a mirror, he looked at his reflection: he looked like his normal self. 

   Letting out a pained noise, Daniel held his stomach as he doubled over, the same fiery wave of pain rippling through his skeleton once more as he let out a pained, "General Hammond! D-Dr. Fraiser!"

 Groaning in agony, the man fell to his knees as he clawed at the concrete on the floor in an attempt to distract himself from the fire burning through his very soul. Letting out a choked sob, he felt his pants tighten around his hips as his fingers elongated, the man growing rapidly as the doors to the room opened. 

 "It hurts-! Augh- O'Niell! Sam!" He panted, sweat running down his temple as the officers ran inside to the quivering giant. Before they could reach him, Dr. Fraiser watched as the Linguist's eyes shut, the man loosing consciousness as he grew.

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Iwas tagged by @nicolasadrabbles and let me tell you this was agonizing. Lol my beloveds, old and new~

So, if you're up for it, I'll tag @elellan @your-shield-of-love, and @sanitynotrequired :) (I'd tag a few more, but those I would were, incidentally, already tagged by the one who tagged me, lol)