kellifer: (relaxing Jack and Daniel)
kellifer ([personal profile] kellifer) wrote2007-12-31 12:00 pm

Appropriate for the beginning of the year...

Coming off my self-imposed mini-hiatus... because work is dead and I'm just waiting on one contract. But I have to stay here...

So, for January 1st, request other firsts. Name a character from any fandom I usually write and a first time (kiss, kill, make cupcakes, etc) and I will write a ficlet.

On the first day of the new year, it's time for some first times...

[identity profile] barely-bean.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Rodney/John, and first time kissing while decorating cupcakes.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Done and posted (http://kellifer-fic.livejournal.com/181677.html#cutid2).

[identity profile] deirdre-c.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Ooh. Sam's first kill would be eeeenteresting!!

(Welcome back, m'dear! *hugs*)

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Done and posted (http://kellifer-fic.livejournal.com/181677.html#cutid1).
aella_irene: (pre movie)

[personal profile] aella_irene 2007-12-31 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Sam Carter's first flight

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
The thermals buffer the wings and make the whole craft soar gently. Sam feels the tug of it trying to escape her but she doesn't let it, firming her grip.

When she watches the kite wheel and arc lazily, she knows that this is what she is going to do for the rest of her life.

[identity profile] sgflutegirl.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hmmm.... I notice someone requested Sam's first kill. Well, how about Dean's first kill?

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Done and posted (http://kellifer-fic.livejournal.com/181877.html#cutid2).

[identity profile] elaeazeph.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Dean Winchester's first solo hunt.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
He has two cracked ribs and he's pretty sure his ankle is at least sprained if not broken. He drags himself back to the Impala and then puts down his head on the steering wheel for about ten minutes and just laughs.

The phone ringing jolts him out of it and he checks the display before flicking it open. "What?"

"Can you bring pizza home?" Sammy asks.

"Sure," Dean says, feeling on top of the world. He's sixteen, has a car and killed a black dog by himself. Sammy is home and safe and studying for a final. The injuries seem far away and unimportant. "Extra anchovies, right?"

Sammy makes a wretching sound into the phone and Dean just laughs.

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[identity profile] oxoniensis.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Missed you!!

I'm dithering between Cam Mitchell and Dean Forester, but I think I shall have to go with Dean.

Gilmore Girls, Dean, first time he repairs/builds a car.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Hello my lovely! You can request something for Cam as well if you like because you have made my favouritest icon in the universe of everrrrr! *squishes*

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[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Dean ficlet done and posted (http://kellifer-fic.livejournal.com/181877.html#cutid1).

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[personal profile] bratfarrar 2007-12-31 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Ronon's first time eating chocolate chip cookies.

Also, hi! Glad you're back.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"This reminds me of something," John says, standing in the doorway to Ronon's room. Rodney is at his elbow and they're both watching Ronon devour a plate of cookies he was given as a gift from the botanists in exchange for bringing back a very rare leaf that apparently had all kinds of uses that were much too complicated to explain.

Rodney had protested that just because it was stuck in Ronon's hair when he came through the 'gate didn't mean he deserved a reward for it.

"Cookie monster?" Rodney hazards. There are pieces of cookie flying every which way. Ronon had been sedate with the first one and had seemed to go a little... crazy after that.

"You hear that they've made cookie monster eat in moderation now?" John asks, raising an eyebrow. "Apparently devouring cookies with reckless abandon was sending out the wrong message."

"The world's gone insane," Rodney huffs.

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First time Daniel had a conversation with Teyla.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Teyla sits down across from John and Rodney who both stare at her.

"You look like you've just been through the wringer," Rodney comments and Teyla smiles wanly.

"I was just speaking with Doctor Jackson," she says. "He is very... enthusiastic."

"Talked your ear off, huh?" John prods, grinning.

Teyla pauses for a minute to rub at one of her ears as if she's just checking it's still indeed there. "I think he asked me a question."

"Just one?"

"So far as I could tell," Teyla says slowly. "However, it took about two hours."

"What did you say?" Rodney asked.

"I said yes."

"Teyla," John said with a chuckle. "Do you know what you said yes to?"

"I have honestly no idea."

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first times

[identity profile] ruby-jelly.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Dean, SPN, first time he made love with a girl, not just a quickie, but cuddling and snoozing! Maybe it was his first sexual interaction, and he didn't start out as / wasn't alwys the horndog he's portrayed as by most fic.

Re: first times

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"You've got to be kidding me."

Dean looks at Cassie for a second before he realises what he's just said.

"No," he says and then grimaces. "No, not my first time," he clarifies. "Just my first time not making for the door as soon as I could."

"I was just trying to cuddle you," Cassie sniffs and Dean grimaces. "You're jerking around like I'm shoving hot pokers under your nails."

"Fine, alright," Dean allows and then lays still. Cassie just rolls her eyes and then shoves and rolls him until he's how she wants him. Dean relaxes when she stops shoving and he's frankly surprised. "Hey, not so bad," he sighs because he'd always been awkward with women after the main attraction. He never had anywhere comfortable to stick legs or arms and something would always be asleep within ten minutes. Cassie had somehow fit them together like jigsaw puzzles.

Dean had been starting to worry that the only person he would ever be able to share a bed comfortably with was Sam and what that said about him.

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[identity profile] lyssie.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
*fidgets*

The first time Sam Anders kills a Cylon.

The first time Kara Thrace lets Sam Anders see something she's painted.

(and/or, of course. sigh)

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
“This isn’t exactly what I meant, you know.”

Kara looks up Sam’s body at him, a swipe of colour across her forehead and an incredulous look on her face. “You wanted to see me paint,” she says, waving her brush to emphasise her point.

“I was kinda thinking that I would be a more passive…” Sam raises an arm to make a gesture but Kara pins it back into place with a knee.

“You’re lying still, or at least you’re meant to be. How more passive can you get?”

Sam huffs an exasperated sigh. He’d heard about Kara’s art from Helo. Sam had been complaining that he couldn’t figure out how to make Kara de-stress and Helo had said that sometimes she painted and that always seemed to chill her out. Sam wanted to see the Kara Helo had described with paint under her nails and a smile on her face.

He looks down his body at the brilliant swipes of colour adorning his torso. “I wanted something I could keep,” Sam finally admits.

“We’ll take a picture,” Kara says and then raises an eyebrow, edging the top of Sam’s boxer briefs down with the end of her brush. “In fact, I insist.”

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How about first kiss...Dean (spn) and Illyria (AtS)? That outta be interesting. *g*

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Their first respective kisses or *their* first kiss?

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[identity profile] pheebs1.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Do you have too many? (And what a cute idea! I want to steal it! I shouldn't though etc)

OKAY well how about First house - either Dean/Rory or Sam OR Dean (Or John/Mary if you so desire). Pick whoever!?

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"You bought a house?"

"Yes."

"You bought a house?"

"Yes."

"You bought a house?"

"Yes! Hell, Mary, why do you keep saying it like that?" John asks, backing away from the furious blonde woman who is advancing on him, one finger poking at his chest every time she speaks. That finger is sharp.

"Because you bought a house!" Mary yells, throwing her hands up in exasperation.

"I thought you'd be happy," John says, mystified. He'd asked Mary to marry him as soon as he got back from his tour, but he hadn't thought about the logistics of it. She was now eight months pregnant and they were still living in his parent's garage that had been converted temporarily into a small apartment.

Mary had joked that they would have to stick the baby in the sink for the first few years.

"You bought a house I've never seen," Mary cries, slapping a hand to her forehead.

"Well, here then!" John doesn't mean to yell back but he'd been looking forward to tears and hugs and being a hero for the day and it just wasn't working out like he'd planned. He grabs the photo of the place from his top pocket and shoves it into Mary's hands. She looks down at it, looks back up, then looks down at it again.

Everything stills.

"Oh John," she says and when she looks up, she's smiling and John's never been more relieved in his life.

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[identity profile] silverkit.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
The first time something evil tried to choke Sam Winchester to death (lord/fandom knows it wouldn't be the last).

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"Honestly!" Dean huffs and Sam, through the haze touching the edges of his vision, feels like he's being scolded. Dean is busy unwrapping the yellow tentacle that's firmly around Sam's throat, squeezing off his air.

It's not really fair that it's not even attached to the Grekish demon anymore and it's still doing its damndest to choke him.

"Let go you fucker!" Dean growls, still trying to get his fingers in between the vulnerable skin of Sam's throat and the coin-size suckers on the tentacle.

"Sssalgh," Sam tries, thumping Dean's thigh with the heel of his hand.

"I'm trying," Dean snaps, still sounding pissed off.

"Nugh, Deee... sssalgh!" Sam tries more vehemently. His hand flails and luckily comes into contact with the bag of rock salt he'd dropped. He grabs it and jerks and it hits Dean in the side of the head.

"Hey!" Dean protests.

"Ssssalgh!" Sam insists and Dean pauses for a second and then rolls his eyes.

"Christ, yeah. Sorry, forgot," he says, keeping one hand insinuated between tentacle and skin while he grabs a fistful of salt with the other. He sprinkles the salt over the tentacle and it immediately shrivels and drops away. Sam takes an almighty pull of air and then coughs, Dean setting him upright and then rubbing his back through the spasms.

"Okay?" Sam asks after he's managed to take some unassisted breaths.

"Yeah, demon's dead," Dean nods and then sits back a little and grins. "And at fifteen, you're going to be the legend of your school," he adds.

"Why's that?" Sam asks, looking wary.

"Because you have the biggest freakin' hickies I've ever seen," Dean says with a laugh.

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[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/ 2007-12-31 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
Teal'c's first time out of the mountain on his own, no escort.

What?

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The MPs just wave him through and Teal'c pauses before he steps out into the sunlight. He's been offworld plenty of times with his team but stepping through the Stargate is like moving through a vast series of rooms.

He's never felt free and outside since he came to Earth.

"Have a good one Mr T!" one of the guards calls jovially and the other laughs. Teal'c looks back at them, dons his baseball cap and steps out.
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[identity profile] sg-fignewton.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Daniel's first trip off-world, after Sha're's death.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm fine," Daniel snaps. Teal'c, Sam and Jack all turn to stare at him.

"Sorry," Daniel apologises, grimacing. Something in his stomach churns and he had thought maybe if he'd said it out loud, he'd believe it.

"You okay?" Jack asks, mostly on reflex and then grimaces.

"Yeah," Daniel says, more firmly. "I'm fine."

He doesn't realise just how many times he's going to say those words over the next few months and years and how they'll never, ever be true.
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[identity profile] mtee.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Daniel (SG1)
the first time he saves Jack's life OR you can do Jack's first time he realizes Daniel is becoming more soldier than civilian.

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-01-02 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
He still smells it sometimes, burning flesh and the after-tang of the staff weapon. Jack will catch himself watching the stars and wondering just what Doctor Daniel Jackson is up to.

It's a weird feeling to owe your life to someone.