also, after rewatching “the serpent’s venom,” it makes no sense that the t.ok’ra would need daniel’s help translating anything...
tfw you’re trying to work the events of ‘secrets’ and ‘forever in a day’ into a t.ok’ra au fic but it’s a challenge bc the events are so dumb and filled with plot-holes in canon, they’re hard to apply any outside logic to
never let it be said that comments on ao3 don’t matter because i literally got two comments out of nowhere on my s.ha’uri t.ok’ra au fic that i posted five chapters of literally years ago and now i’m sitting here plotting how to finish it
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Referring to a canon character as "my oc" because I put more work into them than the author
@starstcff ‘s s.ha’uri-related rage is giving me life...
irrelevant headcanon of the night: sha’uri is always cold on the base. always. she’s got multiple sweaters stashed - in her locker, in her office, in daniel’s office, everywhere. she wasn’t built for this underground, air conditioned shit, guys.
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duefaith // cameron mitchell.
❛ Who, me? Nah. ❜ His feigned disbelief verges towards equally feigned indignation, as though the mere supposition that he might worry belonged beyond the bounds of credulity. As if her observation was not all too astute. Yet, with a single bark of laughter, he casts aside the act. ( He’s a poor liar, anyways. )
❛ But have you met General Landry? At this point, I’m not even trying to impress, just to not look like a complete idiot. ❜ He leaves off the matter of Dr. Jackson’s lukewarm demeanor. Even he can recognize that it’s not right to complain of it to her of all people. And he leaves unspoken too anything that might reveal the depth of the worry, though he has plenty of justifications he could offer.
she lifted a brow pointedly at his deflection, but let it pass. she had been around far too many men of his type since her arrival on earth: proud, military men who recoiled at the idea of displaying weakness. pushing rarely seemed to be the ideal solution. however tempting it might be. cameron, at least, seemed more pleasant than some of the others. and that made the decision to like him all the easier...
she chuckled. “ i have met him, and i think an expression comes to mind -- something about his bark being worse than his bite? ” a teasing smile flitted across her lips. but truly she did not envy his task. something she very much planned to keep to herself. “ and the others? surely they cannot be so intimidating... ”
my most recent draft.... i’m so good at this stuff, guys!
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this movie’s biggest crime is not giving me a full body shot of this outfit.... like. what the fuck.
anyway justice for sha’uri she’s my oc now bye
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unascend // daniel jackson.
Daniel did not expect the emotion that flooded him. They were together. They were married. He wasn’t alone. Relief wasn’t a strong enough word for what he felt; it was like being lost in the dark and then a little beam of light switched on that he could follow, even if he didn’t know where it would lead him.
There was the threat of dangerous memories, too, crackling along the edges of her words, but he would reach for them another time. For now, he had her hand in his, and that felt right.
He just nodded at first, the emotion too overwhelming to find words. There were tears on his eyes, but he was smiling. “Okay,” he finally managed, and then he laughed at himself a little. What a stupid thing to say. “That’s a pretty good reason to try to remember. I mean, the way people are tip-toeing around me, I know there’s got to be some… y’know, bad stuff in there, but.”
He looked into her eyes directly, earnestly. “I know–since you walked in here, even though I wasn’t sure what it was, I felt it. I know I love you. Very much. And if you can be patient with me, I want to get better for you.”
the sight of his smile made her breath catch in her throat, and before she knew it, her grin was matching his. there was still so much that stood between them -- that made their path back to what they’d once been rocky and uncertain. but for now, in this moment, she let herself be warmed by hope. it had almost been too dangerous to indulge before. perhaps it still was. but as she squeezed his fingers tighter, those thoughts were temporarily banished.
tears pricked in her eyes and her smile faltered a little. she tried to hide it, and perhaps the daniel who had once known the meaning of even the slightest wrinkle in her brow had not yet fully returned. but his words sent a sharp sting of reality through her warm hopes. there was so much that could hurt him, once he remembered. and she could not even manage to pretend it wasn’t true. she drew in a shaky breath, venturing a hand to his cheek. “ nothing so bad as i’m sure you are imagining, ” she said with a slight, watery smile. “ and nothing you will have to face alone. ”
i know i love you. she closed her eyes briefly, relief coursing through her. it almost seemed too good to be real -- that he could so quickly say the things she’d desperately wanted to hear, the things she’d been afraid to wish for but did anyway. “ i love you too, ” she whispered. “ i -- i didn’t think i would be able to tell you so again... ”
she stayed that way a long moment, holding his gaze, before practicality once more whispered in her ear. her gaze turned determined. “ but you must promise me, you won’t try too hard -- that you will not push yourself before you’re ready... i will wait as long as you need. ”
my fiancé decided to start watching stargate and i just
“if i die before you, put ‘another fine day on planet kowalski’ on my tombstone”
“wait, they’re taking them back to earth? and make them refugees?? in the united states????... shoulda stayed in the forest”
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“ i will not hide behind a wall of stone while others fight our battles for us! it is not in my blood! ” ind. & prv. kíli of jrr tolkien’s ‘the hobbit.’ written by skye. ©
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unascend // daniel jackson.
There was something in the way she said the words, the way she stopped herself from what she was going to say, that tugs at him, makes him want to ask more.
But he’s not ready. His head is already throbbing from trying to search for what doesn’t yet want to be found. The aimless guilt is impossible to ignore, but there’s no blame in the way she speaks to him, not even any forgiveness that points to wrongdoing on his part.
He swallowed thickly then, carefully, turned his hand under hers to press their palms together. “I must be very lucky, to have you in my life.”
Her hand was familiar. Like her voice, her name, her smile. “Are we…” He wasn’t sure he’d be able to bear the details yet, but there was one thing he needed to know for sure. “I don’t know if this is too forward. I mean, maybe I’ll get my memories back and hate myself for asking, but. You’re the first person here who’s felt like home, and I really, really hope we’re together. So….” His brow crinkles. “Are we?”
she stared at their entwined hands for a long moment. it was easy to get lost in the feel of his skin against hers, the steady beating of his pulse -- she had spent too long thinking she’d never feel it again to take it for granted now. but a squeeze of pain mingled with the bone-deep relief. he seemed to have an inkling of... something. but what if that was all he ever remembered? what if all the memories of the life they’d spent together were just gone?
she blinked quickly, doing her best to banish any tears springing to her eyes. now was not the time to feel self-pity. she had to help him. nothing was more important than that. a shaky laugh tumbled from her lips. “ no. believe me -- i am the one who is lucky. we all are, ” she added hastily, hoping she had not said too much.
but at his question, her gaze shot up to his and she stared at him, eyes wide. silent seconds ticked by between them as she searched for the right words. the doctors’ warnings rang like alarm bells in her head. don’t push him. don’t expect too much too soon. but could she lie to him? no -- she knew she could not. even if she wanted to. not now when he was so tantalizingly close... at last, she nodded, not yet sure she trusted her own voice. her thumb began tracing a gentle pattern over his fingers. “ yes, ” she whispered. “ we are -- ” she hesitated on the word, but it slipped out before she could think better of it. “ married. ”