thothmes: Jack glances down with mildly animated curiousity.  Legend:  Go Figure! (Go Figure!)
This story is an expanded version of my comment suggestions for the likely aftermath of [personal profile] tallulah_rasa's story That Thing With Feathers, here on her DW journal. Go, read. Immediately. It's short (616 words) and very amusing. I'll wait right here 'til you get back. [Those of you who don't want to be spoiled should not read my comment at the top of the second page of comments]

Back? Settled? Comfy? Good. Let's begin.


Title: A Pig's Tale
Season: Any time before Between Two Fires
Spoilers: Schrödinger's owner's name?
Warnings: Duck! The pigs are flying! Ummm... That didn't come out right. How 'bout this: Look out! Pigs! Flying!
Synopsis: The tale of a time Jack loved unwisely and too well.
Tragicomedy now with more pig!
Disclaimer: It's got a flying pig. Don't expect it to be all sensible and stuff... What?... Intellectual property rights?... Oh, yeah. I don't own the show or any of the characters. Even the pig is borrowed from [personal profile] tallulah_rasa


A Pig's Tale )
thothmes: Teal'c holds crystals possessively, while Jack speaks (Teal'c...Share!)
Title: Five Human Customs Teal'c Does Not Understand, And One He Does
Season: None in particular, all in general.
Spoilers: The results of the Jaffa struggle for freedom revealed! Teeny-tiny one for The Fifth Man.
Warnings: Not really, unless the results of a bris are offensive.
Synopsis: Jaffa meets human. Puzzlement ensues.
Disclaimer: All fun, borrowed characters returned, fluffed, folded, and smelling fresher. No customs destroyed in the making of this fic, which is, both by necessity and design, highly non-remunerative, but plenty of fun to write.

here at this journal )

or

Part One, here at The Pentangular Gate on LJ and also Part Two.

Enjoy.
thothmes: Sam & Jack whisper about the fan fic she is reading from a monitor in the gateroom until Hammond objects (Good Fic Carter?)
Just in case anyone was curious, I've posted fic over on lj, which I didn't get around to posting here, because one was written as a birthday gift for someone with an lj but not a dw account, and the others were written for [livejournal.com profile] sj_everyday's Advent calendar.

If you're looking for more fic I've written, here they are:

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Title: Chinese
Author: Thothmes
Pairing: Sam/Jack. This is for [livejournal.com profile] sj_everyday people!
Summary: You can run, but you can't hide, and the company is what is important, not the meal.
Season: Early. Sam's still a captain, but after Cold Lazarus
Warnings: UST. See season, above.

Story here

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Title: The Gift of the Magi
Author: Thothmes
Pairing: This is for [livejournal.com profile] sj_everyday so it's not gen, for those who care about such things.
Season: Futurefic. Ten years from now
Spoilers: Teeny-tiny ones for Abyss, Emancipation, and One False Step. That's all, I think.
Warnings: Beware the literary allusion.
Synopsis: You can't always get what you want, and if you try sometimes you find, you get what you need.

Story Here

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Title: The Eyes Have It

Season: Early. After First Commandment, at a minimum.

Spoilers: Stargate (the movie), Children of the Gods, First Commandment

Warnings: Well, angst for one. Whether there is s/j depends on whether you are wearing your ship!goggles today. Fig, take those off! Those are someone else's goggles. I think these are yours, they seem much more gen.

Synopsis: It's there to see, if you know how to look.

Story Here. Written as a gift for someone who wanted angst. Not fluffy.
thothmes: Sam Carter head down and smiling in reaction to Jack O'Neill.  Legend: Snort! (Snort - Proving Ground)
So recently [livejournal.com profile] a_loquita posted a lovely little (sam/jack) fiction involving ridiculous instructions, The World's Dumbest Instructions, to which I replied with a snippet of comment fic. In the replies to that the subject of warning labels came up, and that inspired this:

Title: Caution. Coffee Is Hot.
Season: While Jacob and Selmac are blended, Daniel is alive, and Jack's a Colonel
Spoilers: Uh...No!
Warnings: Nope. And Fig? It's Certified Shipfree. Maybe even FairTrade.
Synopsis: It's a universal constant, along with death and taxes.

Caution. Coffee Is Hot. )

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I also have a humorous little vignette from my life to share with you all. It's a look into what makes parenting so rich, varied, and unpredictable.

In Which The Whirlwind Gets A Record )


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Sorry if I may have ruined anyone's illusion that life in the country is placid and slow-paced, but come on up to Vermont and spend your tourist dollars anyway. After all, there are some 255 towns in Vermont, and only one of them contains the Whirlwind!
thothmes: A pensive Jack glances down.  It has been photoshopped to look like it is made from contour layers of colored paper. (Contour Jack)
I wrote this while Irene was still down in the Bahamas, but then it was late, and I was a bit too tired to get it posted, and then life got busy. Just a little bit of time travel, but not the kind that is all head-hurty.


Title: Summer Mornings
Seasons: Pre-series, Season Eight
Spoilers: Fishing?
Warnings: Sorry Fig. Not gen. Het. Anybody hate Charlie? Good. Then we'll proceed. PG-13 if you read between lines.
Synopsis: A bit of time travel on a summer's morning.

Summer Mornings )
thothmes: SG-1 in party hats with cake etc., Happy Birthday (Happy Birthday - Early Team)
Last year you told me that I managed (by being a night owl by nature) to be the very first to wish you a happy birthday.

This year I may have been the last.

I wrote fic by way of apology to all the (many) people whose birthday's I'd missed, but it is posted over on lj, where most of the other recipients are hanging out.

So wander over and enjoy.

It's a series of ficlets gathered together and entitled "Bad Birthdays", and it's long enough as a whole that I broke it into two separate posts. It is a collection of less than stellar birthdays for the Stargate [SG-1] characters, starting Pre-series, and running as far as Season 7.

Introductory stuff, and "Bad Birthdays, Part 1" - here
"Bad Birthdays, Part 2" - here

For those who worry about such things, it is gen, and slightly AU, because I fudged a little on timing and dates to tell the story I wanted to tell.
thothmes: jack lies on an infirmary bed, one hand on his forehead.  He is wincing.  Legend:  Big Headache! (BigHeadache!)
A long time ago (January 1st!) on [livejournal.com profile] lolmac's journal entry here, I made a comment in reaction to her posting and the mouseover on the picture as follows:

"If he really wants to outdo Mac's shirt, he just needs to get Carter to figure out a way to get his hair to change color in waves like one of those fiber optic desk-lamp thingys. I'm sure she could figure something out...

Can't you just see Hammond during the briefing trying desperately (and ultimately futilely) not to ask what the hell is going on with the Colonel's hair and why, lest he encourage them by reacting?
"

[livejournal.com profile] lolmac asked me to write this bit of crack fic, and suggested that some alien technology might be responsible.

I was going to immediately fire back with a little comment fic. But I fell asleep instead.

And then rl got hoppin' and it's taken me until now.

So without further ado:


Title: A Hair Brained Scene

Season: Sometime after both Legacy and Shades of Grey, probably 4th Season

Spoilers: Minor ones for both the above mentioned episodes. And it isn't a shocker that SG-11 is not the good karma team of the SGC, right?

Warnings: Silliness. Do not take seriously. Seriously. I mean it. (Anybody want a peanut?)

Disclaimer: I'm messing with characters that don't belong to me, and putting them in my bizarre off-kilter sandbox. Since I'm not charging admission, and they can go right back when I'm done, if these shadows have offended, think but this, and all is mended...

Synopsis: He is the very model of a modern Major General. He knows things.

A Hair Brained Scene )
thothmes: Fraiser and Jackson, heads close together, appear to be singing (Stargate - The Musical)
I have commited Five Things again.

Title: Five Movies Janet and Cassie Watch Together
Season: Seasons 1-7
Spoilers: Well, if you don't know what movies Jack and Teal'c have mentioned or how Janet's character left the show...
Warnings: *sniff*
Synopsis: Uhhh... So, didja read the title in passing?
Disclaimer: The standard, as read. Profit? I laugh at your profit. Prophets, on the other hand, deserve respect.

The fic can be found here on dw )

Or here at The Pentangular Gate.
thothmes: SG-1 in party hats with cake etc., Happy Birthday (Happy Birthday - Early Team)
A very Happy Birthday and Many Returns of the Day for [personal profile] beatrice_otter. I am posting this a bit early because I am leaving for a week of vacation on Saturday, and Friday is going to be an impossible blur of packing and organizing, with the last and busiest day of swim teaching and added out-of-town offpring added to the mix. I'll be lucky if I remember my name let alone your birthday then! Oh, and since you follow many, many fandoms, you also should know this: Like my icon, it's SG-1.

Title: Mysterious Ways
Season: Anytime after Sam Carter returns from Atlantis
Spoilers: Only for deaths in Sam's and Jack's pre-series families.
Warnings: Ummm... Probably not the fic of choice for a hardcore atheist.
Synopsis: Your emotions, like your sins, will find you out.

An aside: I can never hear the quotation "Your sins will find you out" without thinking of my daughter's tale of listening to a substitute minister giving the sermon in his rich Oxbridge British accent, and saying dramatically "Your sins will find you...[dramatic pause for effect]...OUT!" She had an immediate vision of her sins, garbed rather like a grim reaper, knocking on her door, and muttering darkly "Drat! She's out again!" The image is vivid and contageous. I can't seem to find the passage quite as threatening as it is intended to be anymore!)

Mysterious Ways )
thothmes: SG-1 gathered in the woods - Legend "Team" (Team in Smoke)
I keep forgetting that what I should do is post my Alphabet Soup contributions here and crosspost on LJ, because it is easier to do that than the other way around. Bad Thothmes!

In any case, my contribution to the latest Soup (Team Alphabet Soup this time) May be found here on my LJ

Other folks contributions may be found here on DW or here on LJ. The DW version takes advantage of longer comment lengths (Yay! DW on this issue) to include more complete fics.

Thanks to [personal profile] fignewton for being the mover and shaker behind the Alphabet Soups
thothmes: SG-1 in party hats with cake etc., Happy Birthday (Happy Birthday - Early Team)
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thothmes: (SamN'Teal'c)
For anyone who's interested I posted a comment fic on nandamai's lj Of Honey Cakes and Honor, which tells a tale of one of Teal'c's childhood transgressions.

Edited because it got mixed up between nandamai's lj and her dw account. Silly HTML!
thothmes: Crystal Jack grins from Dead Lazarus  Legend: Cake! (Cake! (1997))
Here is a fic I wrote for [personal profile] aurora_novarum's birthday. Naturally it is gen! Happy birthday.

[*Glances about furtively. Mutters something about "If it was started on October 1st it totally counts as an October 1st gifty, even if it was posted around 2:00 a.m. on the 2nd...Right?...Right?!!!*]

Title: A Birthday to Remember
Author: Thothmes
Season: Seven, shortly after Homecoming
Spoilers: Nothing too notable. You know Daniel just won't stay dead, don't you?
Summary: Daniel struggles to find his place back on Earth. This day of all days more literally than others.

A Word to the Wise, and a Cudgel to the Obtuse: If you claim to have Jack O'Neill's appreciation of sci-fi and have never seen or did not follow Quantum Leap, it may help you to know ahead of time that it is a science fiction series where the main character is a time traveller whose memory is frequently described as Swiss-cheesed.

Read more... )

Edited because, darn it! I managed to screw up something again! This time, of all things the cut! [*Sigh* Dramatic eyeroll of self-exaspiration]
thothmes: General O'Neill & Walter.  Pointing to Jack - keeps SGC amused.  To Walter - keeps SGC running (Walter Runs It)

Title: Jack O’Neill and the Snarky Memo

Author: Thothmes

Season: Seven, between Enemy Mine and Space Race

Spoilers: Entity, Enemy Mine, and knowledge of Daniel’s inability to stay dead.

I made an icon, and after I did, I felt it needed to be fleshed out into a story.

We all know Jack’s not getting all his memos. What about the ones he sends?

Disclaimer: Not mine.  No profit.  If they had wanted me not to play with them, they shouldn't have made them such fun.

There Be Fic Here... )

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A Few Words From The Wise

Speak to him, for there is none born wise.
-The Maxims of Ptahotep

In mourning or rejoicing, be not far from me.
- an Ancient Egyptian Love Song

But your embraces
alone give life to my heart
may Amun give me what I have found
for all eternity.
-Love Songs of the New Kingdom, Song #2

To Know the Dark

To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is travelled by dark feet and dark wings.
-Wendell Berry

Up in the morning's no for me,
Up in the morning early;
When a' the hills are covered wi' snaw,
I'm sure it's winter fairly.
-Robert Burns

Visit to the Hermit Ts'ui

Moss covered paths between scarlet peonies,
Pale jade mountains fill your rustic windows.
I envy you, drunk with flowers,
Butterflies swirling in your dreams.
-Ch'ien Ch'i

Mistress of high achievement, O lady Truth,
do not let my understanding stumble
across some jagged falsehood.
-Pindar

Every Gaudy colour
Is a bit of truth.
-Nathalia Crane

I counted two-and-twenty stenches,
All well defined, and several stinks.
-Samuel Coleridge