#Fragile Balance
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Hadi Rahnaward: 'Fragile Balance' (2023) rug sculpture created with matches
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- Um...it’s just a figure of speech.
- Well it’s a figure of speech that I can’t figure out because I’m not seeing Colonel on my uniform.
Stargate SG-1 | S01E05 ‘The First Commandment’ vs S05E12 ‘Wormhole X-Treme!’ vs S07E03 ‘Fragile Balance’
#my gifs#the scientist speaks#stargate sg1#love this callback love love love#s05e12#wormhole x-treme!#is an insane episode that is probably my favourite#s01e05#the first commandment#richard dean anderson#jack o'neill#michael deluise#s07e03#fragile balance#edited to add the last one whilst im watching the ep lol
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O'Neill² | Chapters 1 & 2
Art by @altschmerzes
Fandom | Stargate: SG-1
Warnings | Mentions of past child abuse, Waffle Consumption
Rating | K+
Genres | Gen, Family, H/C, Angst, Fluff
Characters | Jack O'Neill, Clone Jack O'Neill, Cassandra Fraiser, Janet Fraiser, SG-1
Chapters | 2/7
Summary: Six months after the events of "Fragile Balance," Jack's clone loses both his memory and his home. The colonel surprises everyone by offering to take him in. Just until they figure things out, of course.
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From Chapter One:
"News, General?" Daniel queries almost before Hammond is all the way out of his office the next morning.
Hammond's eyes scan the occupants of the table—comprised of SG-1 and honorary member Janet Fraiser—as he takes his seat at the head of the briefing room table. He turns to Janet, studies her for a moment. The unflappable doctor appears to be slightly...flapped. But she meets his eyes gamely and straightens ever so slightly, waiting for his go-ahead. He nods and every eye turns on Janet.
"Well, everything is looking good. He slept all day yesterday, except for about an hour after his initial awakening, and then slept most of the night. He woke again shortly after I came in this morning, and he's been awake ever since. He continues to be lucid, though I suspect he will be experiencing a good bit of nausea and frequent headaches for the next week or two." She pauses, visibly gathers her thoughts, baiting their breaths. "He still doesn't remember anything. He does, however, remember the events of yesterday—the ones he was aware enough to form, anyway." She smiles slightly, meeting their eyes one by one. "This is a very good sign. With all that we've seen, I fully expect him to be able to make and retain both long and short-term memories going forward."
"And his past memories, Doctor?" Hammond queries.
She lets out a soft sigh. "Unfortunately, that I do not know. I suspect we won't know, until and unless something changes. It's a waiting game, sir."
A long beat of silence passes before Dr. Jackson—as is frequently the case—voices the question they've all been thinking.
"So...what now?" His lips are pursed in that way that always reminds him of the face his youngest granddaughter makes when she's feeling precocious. "I mean, what do we tell him? Ordinarily I would be all in favor of the truth, but…"
"But in this case, he's already feeling vulnerable and probably very frightened and the truth is frankly ridiculous and very likely to send him over the edge," Janet finishes. "That's my concern as well."
"I mean, would he even believe us?" Major Carter asks.
"He would not," O'Neill supplies matter-of-factly and all eyes turn on him. He shrugs and returns to whatever doodle is taking place on his legal pad today.
"We have the Stargate just below us," Teal'c interjects, "freely at our disposal. If he requires proof, why should we not simply take him through it?"
"He's just awoken in a military base after a serious trauma—both physical and emotional—and he remembers nothing from before, nothing about where he is, who we are…" Janet's eyes cut to O'Neill's downturned face for the scarcest moment. "He's putting up a brave face—"
"No surprise there," Dr. Jackson mutters under his breath, causing Major Carter to place her hand strategically in front of her mouth.
"—but he's under tremendous stress and too much too soon is almost certainly a bad idea. He's got enough to process without learning there are aliens on our doorstep and he is the accidental creation of one of them."
Teal'c dips his head in understanding, though Hammond can see he feels they are giving O'Neill—both of them—too little credit. "I trust your judgment in such matters, Doctor Fraiser."
"So, we're back to our original question," Hammond redirects. "What happens to him now?"
"I don't think he should stay here, sir," the doctor states firmly. "The minute he's well enough to be out of my infirmary, that's exactly where I want him."
"You wound me, Doc," O'Neill blithes without looking up.
"Believe it or not, sir, in this case it's for his own good rather than to spare my nurses." She smirks slightly. "Your younger self is very polite and cooperative."
Major Carter presses a knuckle to her lip in yet another shoddy attempt to cover a smile and if Hammond didn't know better, he'd think perhaps the colonel's ears just tinged a shade or two pinker than usual.
Fraiser turns back to Hammond. "I just don't think this is a good environment for him right now, General. So much…"
"Concrete," Teal'c offers, efficient to the end.
"Exactly. He needs to be somewhere that feels laid back, something that will grow familiar and comfortable. I realize he's not just any teenager, but I can tell you he has all the hormones of one, and like any teenager—any person, really—he needs a home, sir."
"I agree with you, Doctor. However, Major Walters and her husband were almost uniquely qualified to handle his situation," Hammond says. "I'm not sure how we're going to find someone that's able and willing to take in—"
"He can stay with me, sir."
Five heads swivel to stare at Jack O'Neill.
"Pardon me, Colonel, would you repeat that?" Hammond can't quite keep the incredulity out of his voice.
"I said," O'Neill sets down his pad and meets Hammond's gaze, ignoring all the others, "he can stay with me." A shrug, slouching further back into the upholstery. "I mean, just until we figure out a good solution."
Hammond finds himself half-wishing he had a pin to drop.
#stargate#sg1#jack o'neill#eliza writes stargate#stargate fanfiction#stargate sg1#fragile balance#o'neill²#fanart
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"There's no easy way to tell you this so..."
"S-Sam's just gonna come right out and say it!"
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To be a fly on the wall when France found out that Prussia's new son little brother that he's so proud of even though as with many of the old empires replacement means death to nations is actually the revived corpse of the dude he just killed and dismembered with his own hands
#and it's not an easy feat to kill a nation for good he was JUST bragging about it too#HWS France#HWS Prussia#HWS Germany#HWS Holy Roman Empire idk the HRE in general makes me feel weird#I guess I like thinking that many of the local POWERS *were* the HRE at some point in its history#France himself early on and then Austria and Spain and the various German states#and at one point it should have been Prussia's turn by right of conquest (regular Tuesday for nations) and that fucker went YOU KNOW WHAT#let's completely wreck the fragile balance of how we think our existence as entities works#he really was in his Frankenstein era 🖤🤍🖤#Hetalia
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I knew legit nothing about paper girls going into it but I love it so much?? I’m having a great time
#I love Mac like sweet babe finally finding a healthy family that she loves and having to leave so they don’t get killed :/#I love tiff the way she’s no nonsense and so smart but so fragile too#I love kj so much just everything about this child I love she’s so good#and Erin seeing how she ends up and trying to navigate how her expectations don’t materialise and respect her older self for the decisions#she made I’m ahhhhhhh#and the fact that the whole time it’s blatantly obvious they’re 12???? not being forced to grow up no hyper sexualisation no focus on#relationships it gets the balance so right and I love it for that#(I’m only half way through but this is true so far and even if developments happen I don’t think it’ll change the overall vibe of the show#which is what I’m loving)#paper girls#kiera talks tv
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So I have the most random request for hc's with Jafar. [if you want to obv]. What if his s/o was a demi-god [possibly the child of a god of knowledge] BUT they don't tell anyone. Their dad just shows up one day and thats how he finds out.
Anon your patience for getting this answered is immeasurable. I decided to make the 'god of knowledge' here Hermes, since in the myths Hermes' domain is messenger, lies, travel and creator of the alphabet - which is pretty awesome!
Pls accept these humble headcannons!
Jafar x Demigod!S/O
- You did not intend for this to happen.
- You had had the good sense to lay low and get the hell out of Greece: Your dad Hermes may be one of the more ‘chill’ gods, but you have no interest in getting to know the disaster that is your extended family. Hermes was even weirdly encouraging about you jumping ship, but as the heavenly messenger, you suppose he’s just happy that you’re travelling and putting your skills to use.
- You went overseas, studied languages, got to know the trade routes and built a life for yourself in Agrabah. You even got hired to advise the Sultans government and landed yourself a tall dark and twisted boyfriend to boot!
- You decide to write home one day, idly, just to let your mother (and dad) know you’re alive and things are going ok.
- You...really should have remembered. Hermes is juggling about 50 jobs on the daily and in his haste sometimes...forgets things. Like the fact you’re trying to pass as a regular mortal.
- So three days later when your Dad in all his jazzy, turquoise glory whizzes into the palace, squeezes you up into a giant hug, ruffles your hair and presses a plate of snacks from home into your hands – all while chatting a million miles an hour and letting you know just how proud he is-! - and then proceeds to whiz out again with a cheery ‘Knock ‘em dead kiddo!”, you knew you fucked up.
- Jafar’s knuckles were white around his staff.
- ...oh dear.
- Jafar prides himself on being the most informed person in any room at all times. You think he rose to Grand Vizier and maintained his position by being idle?? Hypnosis, blackmail and murder aside, Jafar has worked DAMN HARD – he takes study and acquisition of intelligence extremely seriously.
- This man, even when in his evil wizard tower in his underwear and swamped under a metric ton of sultan-induced paperwork, can tell you what is happening on the streets of Agrabah and half the civilisations across the desert at any one time.
- And you. Lied to him.
- You, of all people, his most trusted confidant, deliberately and intentionally kept your divine lineage and (presumably) powers hidden from him.
- (if Jafar ever deigns to think about the fact that you kept this from everyone, not just him, there’s a 50/50 chance it would send him into a deeper spiral because he’s supposed to be better than those plebeians and you managed to not only keep this information from him, but LIE to his face about it the entire time-?!)
- Reader if his world would stop fucking spinning he’d congratulate you and then probably attempt to bowl you down the stairs, Iago’s just gonna hang on your shoulder for a bit until the mans paranoia and bitterness stope teetering on the edge of homicide.
- he’s not threatened why on earth would you think that he’s threatened by the fact you’re a half divine being of Fucking Knowledge now hold sTILL-
- It’s... going to take a few days for him to simmer down and stop plotting contingency measures.
- Then he’ll let his greed overtake his self preservation and think about all the ways he can rope you into his schemes to take over Agrabah. The 180 from thin lipped barely contained murderous rage to overtly-looming-hyper-sleaze is dizzying. Iago is facepalming in the back.
- All in all, he’d be up in your business waaaay more than he was before, but he does (eventually) get over it enough to use you as a blatant flex. Of course you only had eyes for him, little jewel, clearly only he had the intellect to match such a divine gift as yours~
- (trip him on the stairs, reader, plEASE-)
Thanks so much for the ask, sorry again for the wait and I hope you like it!
#thalassa responds#disney villains#disney jafar#jafar x reader#Jafar's fragile ego is hanging in the fucking balance with this one#trying to egt back in the rhythm of things
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Mob Psycho understands that it's the little things that will save you.
#mp100#you look at how huge and awful the world can be and you look at how awful you feel about yourself#and then you look at your tiny fragile fleeting human connections balanced against it#and it shouldn't be enough#but it's the only thing that is#it's the only thing that will save you and the only way you can learn how to save yourself#it's a joke from your friend it's an outstretched hand it's someone being kind to you when you don't deserve it#it's the mundanity of love#small and ordinary and everyday and also the most important thing in the universe
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taako rescuing lucretia frfom the depression nexus because otherwise there's no way he and lup can pull off this prank 🌶
#taako#lucretia#taz balance#stolen century#comic#negative self talk cw#referenced abuse cw#very much inspired by how badly i spiraled recently after someone i don't even know projected a ton of weird shit on me#they insulted me with the exact kind of language my family used towards me as a kid and i was like oh my abusers were right#everyone does hate me i should die there is no good in the world all other people will hurt me i will never be safe#i love being mentally ill and so fragile and depressed shit like that fucks me up so badly but yeah#i dont have any hope. it will never get better. people will always hate me and insult me and trigger me on purpose bc#im not a human to them.. rhere's nothing i can to do keep people like that away from me as long as im alive#we live in a terrible world#but at least davenport's eating that hot sauce cookie for sure now. he won't suspect a thing
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O'Neill² | Chapter 4
Art by @altschmerzes
Fandom | Stargate: SG-1
Warnings | Panic attack
Rating | K+
Genres | Gen, Family, H/C, Angst, Fluff
Characters | Jack O'Neill, Clone Jack O'Neill, Cassandra Fraiser, Janet Fraiser, SG-1
Chapters | 4/7
Summary: Six months after the events of "Fragile Balance," Jack's clone loses both his memory and his home. The colonel surprises everyone by offering to take him in. Just until they figure things out, of course.
Read on AO3 | Read on FF.Net
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Nate keeps his expression carefully controlled when he is ushered into Jack's bathroom and gets his first look at himself in the mirror; he can feel Jack's eyes on him, though the older man is clearly trying to be subtle about it. The bruises aren't in full bloom yet, but the skin over his right cheek has two impressive splits and there's another through his bottom lip. His left eyelid is already growing dark, and the swelling prevents it from opening all the way. These and the bruised muscles over his ribs and stomach all come together to leave him sore and rapidly stiffening, but he's mostly thinking about how the boys he put in the hospital must be feeling.
The remembered feeling of bones and tendons cracking and tearing beneath his hands darts unbidden through his mind, bringing nausea with it, and his hands knot into restless fists. It had been instinctive. Muscle memory. There was no thought involved, it was like dancing a dance he'd memorized years ago. It all just...came back.
He swallows. He was so desperate to know who he was just a few hours ago; now he thinks maybe he doesn't want to know. Now or ever.
Jack comes back into the bathroom holding a sweatshirt. Nate didn't realize he'd left. "You got a little somethin' there," Jack smirks, gesturing to Nate's chest. Sure enough, browning blood stains the white fabric of his raglan, starting at the collar and continuing in an odd and splotchy pattern for a good few inches.
"Gross," he mumbles.
"Yeah," Jack hands him the sweatshirt—gray, "AIR FORCE" writ in bold in the center chest, arcing over the air force seal—and turns to the cabinet by the shower and starts rummaging inside. "Take a seat," he says, indicating the counter with his chin.
Nate hikes himself up and back, feels the cold of the surface leach through his jeans. His hands fall, folded, to his lap and he stares at them. There's still blood smeared across his knuckles. He should wash them, but he feels oddly sluggish. Frozen.
Jack plunks a plastic first aid kit onto the countertop and Nate startles. If Jack notices, he keeps it to himself, taking his time opening the kit, scanning the items to make sure it's got everything needed—though Nate suspects he keeps it stocked conscientiously enough that he's just stalling for Nate's sake. Then the sink is turned on and a few droplets of water splat on Nate's jeans, disappearing almost immediately and leaving dark speckles in their wake. The sound of the water blends with the blood rushing in his ears and he closes his eyes and lets his head tip back until it bumps against the wall.
A hand falls on his shoulder. Squeezes gently. I'm gonna touch you. Then there's a warm washcloth on his face, gently cleaning out the cuts. He should sit up, take the washcloth. He's more than capable of washing his own face, Jack shouldn't have to worry about it. But can't bring himself to move, his mind muddled, limbs staticky and heavy with the last dregs of adrenaline. He focuses on the smell of baby shampoo and the faint sting of it in the wounds. Then the cloth is lifted, leaving his face damp and cold. The water is on again, he feels a bit splatter against his hands. The hand back on his shoulder, the cloth—wetter this time—rinsing the wounds, clearing up whatever blood remains around his nose. A calloused thumb brushes his cheek in warning just before gentle fingers tip his chin up and wash there, too.
"I didn't start it," Nate blurts suddenly. Feels himself flush. "In case you were wondering."
#o'neill²#stargate#sg1#jack o'neill#eliza writes stargate#stargate fanfiction#stargate sg1#fragile balance
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We learned how to do one foot c-cuts (possibly not the real name but the c-cut was our jumping off point) in class today which I think is genuinely leveling me up in how annoying I can be at public skate. I love it. I'm so happy. Zoomin around one foot, zero fucken edge control, chanting "don't depressurize, don't depressurize, don't depressurize" while hockey jackasses are forced to account for me careening all over the place...I'm so happy man. Class is sooo fun now too bc it's like a handful of hockey guys trying very hard to get the skills down so they can jump to learn to play, many nervous beginning skaters who are just hanging out, and me, who wants to learn how to do "cool shit" and has both a can-do attitude and an attention disorder, all of which our teacher has responded to by making us try new skills each time. I was talking to a girl in my class and she was like, "how long are you going to do this (take lessons)?" And I was like [grinning like a maniac] "for as long as I can!!" Like can I do a crossover well NO, but every week I learn new ways to annoy the fuck out of the beer leaguers. I'm legit having so much more fun this session just bc she's pushing us so hard.
#the beer leaguers are on notice. all 2400 of them#stop being fragile dipshits and i will control my edges while you warm up#no but for real. i thought one foot glide was fun but this is just zooming from one foot to another in semi circles i am having a blast!!#she had us try backwards swizzles alternating with a one foot glide and i almost died like 10 times and i was buzzin i was soo happy#again: zero edge control. balance issues like crazy. zero flexibility. but i am having a GREAT time#fresno oilers.txt
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to everyone making fun of me for bullying third in candor and imaginary, the whole point OF candor was to make the angst LESS in imaginary. candor literally was the dumping ground!!! that was the point!!!!
#stop making fun of me im FRAGILE#this is a slash jay moment btw its nawt that deep#also to everyone concerned about how dark the last 2 chapters are i swear im going to pay you back double time with fluff#i HAVE been building everything up for like. 150k words tho#like. this is The Moment so sry but it had to happen#third will get his love and fluff tho#and second#and first. itll be fine!!!#imaginary#relax. it will nawt be an angst fest for the rest of the fic#just trust me! i know how to strike a balance!
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Guys wish me luck I'm having tea with a guy to reject him
#it'll be extra difficult cuz i gotta balance the fragile social situation of such thing in a language i'm barely familiar with 😭#i mean he does speak hungarian but then he's the one who is barely familiar with the language#i hate doing this so much i almost accidentally ended up just going along with it even though i don't like him like that#i wish men never took interest in me so i never have to reject them#rambling
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pastel nana home with you is back 😌
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I've been playing the new cotl update and I generally like it but god do I fucking hate like all of the balance changes just let things be strong man
#rat rambles#like Im ok with the dice relics getting nerfed because they were pretty rediculous before#but making them fragile relics is absolutely terrible and unacceptable#I dont wanna be mean abt it but like time and time again theyve nerfed things way too fucking hard and only some of them get unfucked#like I am not even slightly exaggerating when I say this one change has made all of the dice the worst relics in the game#making them a one time use just completely fucked up the balance of them especially when theres other relics that are also deeply powerful#for getting health And are good damage dealers#it also showcases that they do not understand just how bad most of the fragile relics already are#like genuinely I am baffled by this decision its been making this update so much harder to enjoy#also apparently they massively lowered the level cap which? sucks so fucking bad?#like there's ways to let things be strong without being overpowered#like literally just make it harder to level up followers as they get to the stupid high levels thatd be a much better way to go about it#because lemme tell you its obnoxious to go out of your way to pour that much attention into a follower but rewarding#and for the dice and similarly broken relics just add an extra slow charge speed#you can throw kalamars ear into that pile too along with the bomb one since it's never worth picking up as a fragile relic#like I do genuinely like this new update and what it adds so far its just that the actual yknow gameplay got a smidge bit worse#and since I like the combat in this game any negative changes on it hit much harder than most quality of life stuff#also for the actual new content I do like it but I do hope this is the last big content update at least for a while#I worry abt the game becoming too crowded with mechanics to the point it stops feeling like a coherent game#and to be clear in my personal opinion this update is already bluring the lines of those fronts#again I do genuinely rly like this update it just makes me worry abt the future of this game#I hope if they do make another larger update they focus more on expanding upon already existing mechanics instead of making new ones#like I think sin could rly use more things to do with it#like with how many ways there are to generate it its strange that almost all of the things you do with it are cosmetic#although tbf I havent been dungeoning much today so maybe theres some hidden stuff to use sin for there lol#also one huge thing that Im confused by is the choice to put the sewing building on the first tier of the inspiration tree#cause it uses silk. aka the stuff from the last dungeon most players unlock#I feel like itd be more appropriate to put it as an ofbranch of the housing tree#so basically my review of this update is that its fun and I like the new mechanics but they do feel a bit half baked#and Im not a fan of the balance changes and Im also not a fan of the gun but thats more of a me problem
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