Title: Self-Respect Author: Ladyholder Challenge: Big Moxie 2022: Canon Divergence Fandom(s): NCIS, brief mention of Criminal Minds Relationship(s): None Warnings: canon-typical Word Count: 6,157 Author’s Note: So, this is a subtle divergence. The major change is Tony, his attitude and what he’s willing to accept. From there, the ripples should…

Continue reading

Episode Four: Fire Breaks

Title: Fire Breaks Author: Ladyholder Fandom: SGA, SG1, NCIS Series: 4 Relationships: Sheppard/McKay, O’Neill/Jackson, and more to come Genre: AU Wordcount: 10,353 Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, Medical Bullshit Summary: Dealing with Beckett, making plans, and pointing out issues. Busy, busy, busy! Author’s Note: Everyone knows I have little to no respect…

Continue reading

Episode One: A Burning Madness

Title: A Burning Madness Author: Ladyholder Fandom: SGA, SG1, NCIS Series: 1 Relationships: Sheppard/McKay, O’Neill/Jackson, and more to come Genre: AU Wordcount: 11,481 Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, Medical Bullshit Summary: After visiting M9S-921, SGA-1 return home to find themselves changed. Instead of being human beings, now they are what can only…

Continue reading

Just Rewards

“General,” Tony said in greeting as he slid into a chair at the main conference room table.

“DiNozzo,” O’Neill said, voice dryly amused. He turned to watch as Cooper inspected the coffee service. “Cooper, it’s fine. You don’t need to grade the food services here. Sit down.”

“So, you say, sir,” Cooper replied as she poured hot water over a carefully selected teabag before doctoring her own coffee. Sliding the tea in front of Tony, she sat down beside him and stared at the general. “Okay, sir. Ready when you are.”

Continue reading

Oh, Holy Shit Steve!

“Thank you, Captain, for doing this interview. I know you’ve been asked a lot of questions on how your life now and how you’re adjusting, but I wanted to know if there was anything about the 21st century that you are particularly happy with?” the reporter interviewing them ask. Margot Eely was a slickly presented woman and Steve had no idea how to read her.

“The advances in medical science, in food and water safety, in worker safety, in people having a work/home/life balance that actually seems to be good for people…,” Steve stared into space for several seconds. “Yeah, I’m going to say all of that. I don’t think there are many kids born today in the US who would have the sheer number of issues I had. Plus, the general acceptance of who people actually are and how they act.”

Continue reading

Back Again

“Son of a bitch!”

Bilbo sat up and looked around his bedroom. This was not what he had expected when he had closed his eyes to sleep on the way to the West. He’d grown old and crotchety in his smial and moving to Rivendell hadn’t really changed that. Traveling to the West had just added to his attitude.

What he hadn’t expected was to go to sleep and then wake up in the past.

Continue reading

Fuck You Very Much

“Well, aren’t you beautiful?” Dom complimented his spirit animal. He glanced up at Tony and raised an eyebrow at him. “A Black-footed Cat?”

Tony carefully ran a hand down Diode’s back. His spirit animal looked better. The healing that had started with Hedge had continued overnight while he’d been sleeping. “Yeah. How’d you know?”

Dom smiled as his own spirit animal appeared on the table. “I’ve been interested in cats since this guy appeared. Ciuffi has helped keep me sane since I came online.”

“Ciuffi? His name is Tuft?” Tony asked. He was slightly amused at the name of his sentinel’s spirit animal. When the animal flicked his ears at him, he nodded in understanding. Ciuffi was some species of lynx with very impressive ear tufts. He ran his hand over Diode’s back again. “This is Diode.”

“Diode, huh? I am utterly unsurprised that a man who deals with electronics bits on a daily basis named his spirit animal after one of the most important parts of a circuit,” Dom said with a smile. “Hello, Diode.” He held out his hand and grinned when Diode leaned forward to sniff at his fingers. There was no touching, but it was still progress.

Continue reading