thothmes: Daniel holds up a ration bar to show Chaka.  Legend:  Now don't say ka! (Don'tSayKa)
B IS FOR TO BE OR NOT TO BE by THOTHMES

Summary: Well, okay, for today's story it is not a butterfly beating its wings that rocks a world, it's a common fly. And you get to be a fly on the wall for a day in the life of seven year old Daniel Jackson.
Word Count:2,427
Characters: Daniel, Claire, and Melburn Jackson, Jack, Catherine Langford, Sam, and Original Characters
Era: Preshow/Stargate [the movie]/Season One and Season Two
Categories:Character Study
Author's Note: Daniel has had a tough life. Why is his heart still so warm? Why is his faith in humanity so strong? This is my answer.
Brief quotes from Stargate the movie, and The Torment of Tantalus are the work and words of the writers of those scripts. Please don't sue the pants off of me. I'm only borrowing, and I'm a slightly pudgy middle aged woman. The nekkid and pantsless look is not what you are after, I promise!

Excerpt: Marble archaeology was a fun game. Every day after breakfast, until it became stiflingly hot and his parents came to get him to eat lunch in the cooler semi-dark of one of the tombs cut into the walls of the cliffs near the dig and then nap through the worst of the day's heat, and again in the late afternoon as the heat was fading, and even after dinner, as the night grew cool, Daniel would dig slowly through his filled in hole, little grid square, by little grid square, being careful to note any changes in color or texture or color, and how far down from the string grid that marked the original surface they fell. He tried to make sure that he wrote down everything he saw right away, because if he didn't, sometimes he couldn't remember exactly how it had been.

"Archaeology is a process of destruction," his Mom had told him. "You have to be sure your records are good, because you will never be able to put it all back the way it was. In a hundred years if another archaeologist wants to know how it all was, your notebook will be the only way for him to find out."

Click here to find out how our Daniel came to be, but almost wasn't )
thothmes: RDA in flight gear from Emerald Point NAS, purporting to be O'Neill in his 30's (Test Pilot O'Neill)
X IS FOR X-TREME CHANGES by THOTHMES

Summary:A butterfly wing stirs the air, a storm is born; a little boy goes flying, and a path through life is forged. Through the mirror, the little boy doesn't fly.
Word Count:2,268
Characters: Jack, Sara, Charlie, Original Characters
Era: Preshow/Season 10/Post show
Categories:Character Study
Author's Note: You know, I planned to do all of the original team, but it got -- complicated and unwieldy, so I stopped at the first one, a meditation on how a life changes when not put to its best and highest use. Maybe mirror!Jack has everything we would wish for our Jack, but somehow I feel it's not entirely a good thing. I think his life has made him less somehow.

Excerpt: Oh, God! No more driveway! Out over the edge, and Jack and the sled were flying through the air! Out! Out! Over the snowy ground of O'Hara's back yard, silent and free, until gravity won, and with a mighty whack that drove every last ounce of breath from Jack's lungs, they were earthbound once more.

Jack was still trying to work out exactly how breathing worked, and whether this airless feeling was what grown-ups meant when they spoke of collapsed lungs, when he realized that the big boys were cheering him. At least by the time they got down to where he was, Jack had managed to suck in a couple of big breaths, and was pretty sure nothing was broken, not even the sled. Probably best if he didn't let his Ma see him without his shirt on though. It felt like there might be bruises.


Start at the beginning of the thing here )
thothmes: Baby Wylie chomping on R.D.A.'s nose, Legend: Om-Nomm-Nomm (Om-Nomm-Nomm)
S is for Shadows and Substance by Thothmes (PG)

Summary: Parenthood is never easy, because you must parent the child in the moment, planning for the future. A look at SG-1 through their parent's eyes.
Word count: 4,501
Characters: Ronac and Teal'c, Jack and his father, Clare and Daniel Jackson, Jacob and Sam Carter
Era: Pre-Series
Categories: Kidfic, Fic, Genfic
Authors notes: No warnings, presented in birth order according to the show's internal clues about the character's ages.

Exerpt: The boy slept, small thumb hanging from the edge of his mouth, dark, soft, whisps of baby hair plastered in sweat across his brow, chubby cheeks moving as if dreaming of sucking from his mother's breast. Ronac felt a pang, a shiver of fear. He was so small. He had no prim'ta to protect him. Many young Jaffa died in the years before they came of age to receive one, as was right and proper, since only the strong should be granted the gift of long life and vibrant health that the gods gave. Ronac had been shocked on his return, when his wife had put this tiny scrap of a thing into his arms.

"He is too small!" he had gasped, and looked at his wife with disapproval. She was tall, among Jaffa women, only a few inches shorter than he himself, but she was slender. Perhaps he should not have married her for her strong character, and her ready smile. Their offspring was small and weak, and would not thrive.



This and more to be found here )
thothmes: SG-1 gathered in the woods - Legend "Team" (Team in Smoke)
H IS FOR HELPING HANDS, by THOTHMES (PG)

Summary: Everyone needs a little help sometimes.
Word count: 3,366
Characters: Jack, Teal'c, Daniel, Sam, Thor, and offscreen, Hammond
Era: A long time ago in... Who am I kidding? Classic team, somewhere in the middle of their run.
Categories: team, offworld, gen (of course! This is a Soup!)
Author's notes: It seemed like such a good idea at the time. I immediately had a vivid scene in my head, all I needed was to flesh it out, elaborate if you will. I signed up with alacrity. This one had practically written itself. "Thhpppbbbbtttt!" said Muse. "This is offworld. I don't do offworld. And that scene? Won't work. Start over!"


Story Here )
thothmes: jack lies on an infirmary bed, one hand on his forehead.  He is wincing.  Legend:  Big Headache! (BigHeadache!)
Here is my contribution for today's Gen Fic Day Alphabet Soup

Title: Time Travel Alphabet Soup - J is for Just a Little Pocket Change

Season/Episode: Season 2, 1969

Warnings: Duh... it's time travel. Don't blame me if your brain ends up in a bit of a knot!

Disclaimer: No prophet, no profit, no reason to come after me. Really!




Time Travel Alphabet Soup – J is for Just a Little Pocket Change



The woods were quiet, and the fire had died down to embers. The only sound was the sound of the wind in the trees, and an occasional truck downshifting, out of sight up on the road. This particular campsite had been one of the less desirable ones because it was closer to the road, but Jack and Michael, who had picked it out, were more interested in price than communing with nature. The midnight hour had passed long ago, and the others were on the bus, asleep. Well, all except for Teal'c. He would have waited for Jenny and Michael to be sound asleep, and then risen from his pretended sleep to kel'no'reem.

Jack was not ready to sleep, not now, and not anytime soon. Some of it was the inactivity, he knew. Jenny and Michael seemed to be in no particular hurry, and he supposed that if he wanted to get in a run (in his combat boots!) they could get a later start in the morning, but they couldn't afford to miss the solar flares, and if Daniel was not able to get the location of the Stargate out of Catherine, then they would need every single second of the time between flares to try to find the thing, or they were trapped. And that would be unacceptable. Better to drive them all crazy with the restlessness that came when his energy had no other outlet, than to face the problem of what to do with Junior if they couldn't get away. Even Daniel, who seemed to show a particularly low tolerance to Jack's fidgets and drumming would choose that over an early death for Teal'c any day. Year. Time.

Man, oh man, Jack hated time travel. That was the problem, wasn't it? Time. Carter said it was like a river, with currents, eddies, and a destination. She said he shouldn't do anything to change it, that a little thing could make his home, his time, unrecognizable. There was something about butterflies and the weather too, but he didn't quite follow that one. Because he was thinking about the stuff in his pocket.

Go here for the rest: )
thothmes: SG-1 in party hats with cake etc., Happy Birthday (Happy Birthday - Early Team)
Title: G is for Growing Up for Episode Tied Alphabet Soup

Author: Thothmes

Season: Five. The episode is Rite of Passage.

Warnings: Ummm... Why are you reading this if you don't want to be spoiled for Rite of Passage? That said, no big spoilers

Disclaimer: Okay, so I sent them off to games. I sent them out for a night at the opera. Fortunately I didn't have to pay for any of the tickets, and that's good because I'm not making any profit. They don't belong to me, but I do like to make sure that they have some fun, so I'm taking them out for a spin.


Right this way,ladies and gents. And we're walking... )
thothmes: O'Neill Salutes.  "Thanks to All Who Serve" (Thanks To All Who Serve)
Well it's Memorial Day here in the States, so the icon seemed appropriate.

Title: O is for Ordinary Things for Episode Tied Alphabet Soup

Author: Thothmes

Season: Four. The episode is Beneath the Surface.

Warnings: Nah. Oh, wait! There's talking with a mouth full. I'm the Manners Queen at my house, and that's a capital offense here. Does that count?

Disclaimer: Like the folks on the planet in Beneath the Surface, I'm just borrowing SG-1 (and a few others) and I promise I'll return them, a little cleaner. Unlike the folks of P3R-118, I let them have showers! Gekko, MGM, etc., you should thank me!

This way to the story... )
thothmes: Jack sniffs the coffee Walter gave him.  Legend:  I swear sir, I didn't let Dr. Jackson touch it! (Poisonous Coffee?)
Title: C is for Coffee for On World Alphabet Soup

Author: Thothmes

Season: Any season before Season 8, excluding Season 7

Warnings: Uhhhh... make sure you don't burn your tongue?

Disclaimer: Instant human, just add coffee. Oh, you mean a disclaimer about the fic, not the author. Well, I guess then, that I feel constrained to point out that I did not keep, misuse, permanently maim, or profit from any of the characters in this story - except inasmuch as I may garner some reviews. In fact I have merely caffeinated them, and put them back more alert and ready for action, able to give their full and undivided attention to matters at hand. Oh, and I know it may be indelicate to mention this, but they may also need to take a break to avail themselves of the facilities soon...

Story Here )


Find the rest of the entries for this Alphabet Soup Here in complete form on DW

and here, abbreviated but with links on LJ
thothmes: Siler deadpan "The world's ending again.  Must be Wed." (Siler - World's Ending)
Title: J Is For Just A Bit Off Base, for the On World Alphabet Soup
Author: Thothmes
Seasons: Stargate the movie, through the beginning of Season 8 of SG-1
Spoilers: A whole bunch of minor spoilers for the times when things leak out or people come in to the SGC. Nothing major for anything, really.
Warnings: An Asgard beams in. He beams out. Please don’t drive yourself nuts trying to find the scene in canon. There’s nothing in canon that really prevents it, and I made it up. The other events are canon, and if you want to waste your time tracking them down, don’t let me stomp on your fun.
Disclaimer: I’m not stealing the characters and property of MGM, Gekko, etc. I’m just borrowing them, and putting them back. I’m not even using many of them, and I’m not getting any money for them. Besides, TPTB, you haven’t been using them for far too long, and if we fanfic writers don’t take them out and dust them off from time to time, they’ll fade into non-entities, and won’t be worth anything to you anymore.

Story Here )


Find the rest of the entries for this Alphabet Soup Here in complete form on DW

and here, abbreviated but with links on LJ
thothmes: Jack glances down with mildly animated curiousity.  Legend:  Go Figure! (Go Figure!)
This is my entry for today's Allies Alphabet Soup (here in full on DW) and (here in abridged form on LJ), posted a little ahead of the go-live hour because I'm heading out to visit colleges with Middle Daughter and visit family this week.

Title: Allies Alphabet Soup - U is for Ultimately Unmoved

Season: Pre-series through Season Two, with passing mention of Season Nine and Ten events in a non-spoiler-y way.

Spoilers: The Fifth Race, One False Step, mention of the bad guy race from Seasons Nine and Ten.

Warnings: BEHIND YOU! No, just kidding. I don't really think there's anything to warn about.

Synopsis: Some allies are active participants in the ongoing struggle. Others? Not so much.

Disclaimer: I take no responsibility for Jack O'Neill's major Furling letdown if he ever finds out. Wait? That's not what you mean by disclaimer? OH ALL RIGHT! Not mine, even though I wish they were. Not stealing, just borrowing. No money changing hands. No reason to sue me and leave me destitute and out on the street in the cruelly cold Vermont winter. Please do not send me any funny white naked guys in lieu of SG-1. I have enough children, and the ones I have would get creeped out by having a bunch of them peering into their faces and poking at the things they eat. Send them to Michael Shanks instead. He can entertain and amuse them for hours with his masterful plane impression.

Story Here: )

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Well, I'm off now to catch 3 pitiful hours of sleep before I have to get up again. I hope you enjoyed this, and if you comment and I'm not prompt to respond, it's because I'm on the road or FINALLY catching up on my sleep. Not that I'm too put out. Given the choice of getting enough sleep or getting a chance to see my grown kids and my mom's family, I'll jettison the sleep anydaynight!
thothmes: Jack O'Neill, leaning in.  You Know You Want To... (You Know You Want To)
There is going to be another SG-1 Alphabet Soup on February 18th, and there are still a few letters looking for authors, so if you think you could deliver a gen fic focusing on canon allies who have not already been the subject of a previous Alphabet Soup (nixing Bra'tac and Jonas Quinn for example, but allowing the Jaffa, the Langarans, Russians, and the good folks who hang their giant marble bullheads at the Land of Light). There is a 100 word minimum, so a little drabble'll do ya. Now having given away my age by misquoting a truly ancient Brylcreem commercial, I'll leave you with the place to go to sign up, which is here.

I'm doing "U" myself, and haven't a clue what I'll be turning in this far away from the deadline, or which allies I'll focus on, but I find that fear concentrates the mind wonderfully, and I have no doubt that an idea will be hop full born and Athena-like out of my head as the deadline approaches...

I hope.

Well, not much doubt.
thothmes: Dirty Jack and Prince Daniel from Need (One of These Things Is Not Like the Othe)
Title: Minor Characters Alphabet Soup - C is for Cool Competence
Season: Through the end of Atlantis
Spoilers: Minor for Message in a Bottle, Divide and Conquer, 48 Hours, Orpheus, Atlantis: Enemy at the Gate, miniscule for a Homeworld Security scene from Stargate Universe. And of course, Lockdown where Dr. Brightman makes her only appearance.
Warnings: Do you know about Teal'c and tretonin? Do you know where Jack went when he left the SGC? Do you know General Hammond's ultimate fate (as mentioned in Stargate Atlantis?) Okay. I think you're good to go, although I should also mention that this is one of those fics that it was like pulling teeth to get ANYTHING down on paper, so it is not my best work, but then again, it probably doesn't read to you as being as forced as it seems to me. I'm sure you all know how that is sometimes.
Synopsis: The shy, quiet ones, who act with restraint and internalize most things can be healers too.
Disclaimer: I'm not a doctor. I don't even play one on TV, although RDA, Michael Shanks, Teryl Rothery, and Alison Down have at one time or another. I am married to one, but since I'm only borrowing the characters, and I'm not making any profit off of them, it would really be mean and probably not very legally effective to sue him for all he's got. I don't have a salary of my own, other than the hugs, kisses, and phone calls I earn by being Mom. I suppose If you sue me, I could send you some xoxoxoxox's?


Story Here )

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Thanks for reading. Go read everyone else's [link to be edited in when it's all posted] on LJ, and [link to be edited in when it's all posted] on DW
thothmes: Bra'tac gives a luminous grin, from Lost City. (Bra'tac Grin)
Title: Bra'tac and the Jaffa Alphabet Soup - U is for Unspoken
Season: PreSeries through Post Series
Spoilers: Minor for Bloodlines and The Warrior
Warnings: Since this was written when all God-fearing betas are abed, it's unbeta'd
Synopsis: It isn't only the notes that make the music. It's also the rests.
Disclaimer: I still don't command any Jaffa, despite the fact that my kids sometimes think I'm acting like an evil overlord, nor do I own SG-1, their heirs or assigns. I borrow them, make them do my bidding, and then let them go. They'll eventually, in the fullness of time, die free, and I'll die uncompensated, monetarily speaking.


U is for Unspoken )


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thothmes: Bra'tac gives a luminous grin, from Lost City. (Bra'tac Grin)
Title: Bra'tac and the Jaffa Alphabet Soup - T is for Tales
Season: PreSeries through the Early Seasons
Spoilers: Minor for The Serpent's Lair
Warnings: Bra'tac uses an insulting word. In Goa'uld.
Synopsis: Daniel is not the only one who learns about a culture through tales.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Jaffa, nor do I own SG-1. I borrow them for my amusement and the amusement of others, I treat them nicely, and put them back where I found them. It propheteth me not, except inasmuch as I treasure my reviews.

T is for Tales )

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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.
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