Originally posted by sg-1fanintn
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Originally posted by pittsburghgirl
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Happy Shipmas Gang!
greetings and illuminations from Austin State Hospital.
greetings and illuminations from Austin State Hospital.
Originally posted by SamJackShipLover
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Originally posted by sg-1fanintn
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Ship Family, I regret that I must bid you adieu, but it's 4:40am here in the Central U.S. Time Zone, and I must get some sleep...or I won't be able to make it back here today!
I have one last offering for now as I depart. In this lovely time of the year, Sam & Jack are spending some time at the cabin. They decided to take a walk in the woods, and...one thing lead to another...as it usually does when they're together.
I have one last offering for now as I depart. In this lovely time of the year, Sam & Jack are spending some time at the cabin. They decided to take a walk in the woods, and...one thing lead to another...as it usually does when they're together.
Sweet Shippy Dreams!
Originally posted by shelsfc
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HAPPY SHIPMAS EVERYONE!!
Before I head off to work, just wanted to pop in and post this; my first ever vid, especially for Shipmas Hope you enjoy!
Originally posted by JenniferJF
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I have uploaded the first part of Hannah's Secret Santa Gift, "Merry Christmas, Sam.". Merry Shipmass, all!
Originally posted by SamJackShipLover
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I've been looking for some christmas fics.
This one is really cute: Blue Christmas by Sue Corkill. Suitable for eveyone, no adult content.
This one is really cute: Blue Christmas by Sue Corkill. Suitable for eveyone, no adult content.
Originally posted by JenniferJF
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Originally posted by docker22
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Originally posted by Tracy Jane
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The Continuation....
Sam leaned her head against the door of his cabin, her coat wrapped tight around her and her face flushed with cold. She had come to visit her partner in his north Minnesota hideaway, but he didn't seem to be opening the door.
It was chilly, far too cold for snow, but the light powder from a few days previous still lingered on the ground.
Unable to hear a response, Sam felt her heart beating quicker, anything could have happened to the head of Homeworld security, especially when he was holed up on his own like this.
She started to creep around the back of the cabin, her eyes and ears on alert for signs of foul play, but nothing seemed to be amiss, not even any footprints in the snow.
Upon reaching the back door, the blonde twisted it slowly, pushing the door open and cringing as it creaked loudly, announcing her presence.
No sign of Jack in the living room, no sign of Jack in the kitchen. What if someone had beamed him away? She jogged through the building to the bedroom, noting the chill, as if noone had lit a fire in several days.
"JACK!" She scolded as she saw him.
"Carter," he replied automatically, not so much as lifting his eyes in greeting.
Sam sighed and flopped down on the bed, running a hand through her short, blonde hair. "Don't. Don't even say it. You're on TremeWorld again, aren't you?"
"Yupp," he told her excitedly, now looking at her with a look of pure joy and exhiliration. "It's SHIPMAS TWO!"
Spoiler:
Sam leaned her head against the door of his cabin, her coat wrapped tight around her and her face flushed with cold. She had come to visit her partner in his north Minnesota hideaway, but he didn't seem to be opening the door.
It was chilly, far too cold for snow, but the light powder from a few days previous still lingered on the ground.
Unable to hear a response, Sam felt her heart beating quicker, anything could have happened to the head of Homeworld security, especially when he was holed up on his own like this.
She started to creep around the back of the cabin, her eyes and ears on alert for signs of foul play, but nothing seemed to be amiss, not even any footprints in the snow.
Upon reaching the back door, the blonde twisted it slowly, pushing the door open and cringing as it creaked loudly, announcing her presence.
No sign of Jack in the living room, no sign of Jack in the kitchen. What if someone had beamed him away? She jogged through the building to the bedroom, noting the chill, as if noone had lit a fire in several days.
"JACK!" She scolded as she saw him.
"Carter," he replied automatically, not so much as lifting his eyes in greeting.
Sam sighed and flopped down on the bed, running a hand through her short, blonde hair. "Don't. Don't even say it. You're on TremeWorld again, aren't you?"
"Yupp," he told her excitedly, now looking at her with a look of pure joy and exhiliration. "It's SHIPMAS TWO!"
Originally posted by Tracy Jane
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Couple of other bits I dug up from last year....
'Twas the night before Shipmas, when all through the base,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a trace;
The stories were posted online with care,
In hopes that visitors soon would be there;
The shippers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of romance danced in their heads;
With Sam in her combats, and Jack in his cap,
(The powers that be had caused a right awful flap)
When out on the forum there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the thread to see what was the matter.
Away to the post I flew like a shot,
Clicked on “First Unviewed” and skimmed down the lot.
The light from my screen, gave me a glow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little smiley driver, so happy and gay,
I knew in a moment it must be Sue Kay.
More rapid than eagles, new authors they came,
And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Pash! now, Cathain! now, Earllyn and irish!
On, Major! on Rose! on, Somnium and Myrth!
To the top of the page! to the top of this thread!
Now dash away! Write! Write things to be read!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So off to their paper, the authors they flew,
With the sleigh full of fanfics, and Sue Kay went too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on the page
The appearance of new stories to take centre stage.
As I clicked on my fic, and was typing a word,
Down the chimney Sue Kay came with an offer absurd.
She was decked out in Shipmas, from greeting to end,
To give a new chance both to foe and to friend;
She said come with fic, to to my site one and all,
Publish you fic, be it great, be it small.
Her eyes -- how they twinkled! her dimples how merry!
Her cheeks were like roses, She’d drunk too much sherry!
Her fun little mouth was drawn in a smile,
Because it was Shipmas in such a short while;
The end of a dream she held tight in her grasp,
A dream of our pair, Sam and Jack, she did clasp;
This year their first Christmas, first Shipmas “O’Neill”,
The aim was to top the Thanksgiving meal.
She smiled and she posted, she finished her vid,
Not revealing to any, what it was that she did;
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
“Please join me, come post” she invitingly said;
Not one more word, but went straight to back to her work,
And replied to her posts; then called Pete a jerk,
And laying her finger aside of her nose,
She said “Mind your own business, tomorrow you’ll know”;
She sprang to her sleigh, to her team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard her exclaim, ere she drove out of sight,
"Happy Shipmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Shippers sing
are you listening?
in the lane
snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
we're happy tonight
squeeing in our winter O’Neill land
Gone away is the Spudhead
here to stay is Jack in Sam’s bed
He sings a love song
as we sing along
squeeing in our winter O’Neill land
In the thread we could build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Mr B
We'll say: Can we marry?
He'll say: Oh man!
I’ll do the job
In season 33!
Later on
fans conspire
as they dream by the fire
To never let fade
the fantasies they’ve made
We’re squeeing in a winter O’Neill land
In the thread we could build a snowman
and pretend that he's Narim, Orlin or Pete
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
Punishing for making shippers weep
When they post
ain't it thrilling
Though your eyes, it is killing
We'll frolic and play
posting away
squeeing in a winter O’Neill land
posting in a Shipmas O’Neill land
Living in a Shipmas O’Neill land
Spoiler:
'Twas the night before Shipmas, when all through the base,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a trace;
The stories were posted online with care,
In hopes that visitors soon would be there;
The shippers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of romance danced in their heads;
With Sam in her combats, and Jack in his cap,
(The powers that be had caused a right awful flap)
When out on the forum there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the thread to see what was the matter.
Away to the post I flew like a shot,
Clicked on “First Unviewed” and skimmed down the lot.
The light from my screen, gave me a glow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little smiley driver, so happy and gay,
I knew in a moment it must be Sue Kay.
More rapid than eagles, new authors they came,
And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Pash! now, Cathain! now, Earllyn and irish!
On, Major! on Rose! on, Somnium and Myrth!
To the top of the page! to the top of this thread!
Now dash away! Write! Write things to be read!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So off to their paper, the authors they flew,
With the sleigh full of fanfics, and Sue Kay went too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on the page
The appearance of new stories to take centre stage.
As I clicked on my fic, and was typing a word,
Down the chimney Sue Kay came with an offer absurd.
She was decked out in Shipmas, from greeting to end,
To give a new chance both to foe and to friend;
She said come with fic, to to my site one and all,
Publish you fic, be it great, be it small.
Her eyes -- how they twinkled! her dimples how merry!
Her cheeks were like roses, She’d drunk too much sherry!
Her fun little mouth was drawn in a smile,
Because it was Shipmas in such a short while;
The end of a dream she held tight in her grasp,
A dream of our pair, Sam and Jack, she did clasp;
This year their first Christmas, first Shipmas “O’Neill”,
The aim was to top the Thanksgiving meal.
She smiled and she posted, she finished her vid,
Not revealing to any, what it was that she did;
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
“Please join me, come post” she invitingly said;
Not one more word, but went straight to back to her work,
And replied to her posts; then called Pete a jerk,
And laying her finger aside of her nose,
She said “Mind your own business, tomorrow you’ll know”;
She sprang to her sleigh, to her team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard her exclaim, ere she drove out of sight,
"Happy Shipmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Shippers sing
are you listening?
in the lane
snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
we're happy tonight
squeeing in our winter O’Neill land
Gone away is the Spudhead
here to stay is Jack in Sam’s bed
He sings a love song
as we sing along
squeeing in our winter O’Neill land
In the thread we could build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Mr B
We'll say: Can we marry?
He'll say: Oh man!
I’ll do the job
In season 33!
Later on
fans conspire
as they dream by the fire
To never let fade
the fantasies they’ve made
We’re squeeing in a winter O’Neill land
In the thread we could build a snowman
and pretend that he's Narim, Orlin or Pete
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
Punishing for making shippers weep
When they post
ain't it thrilling
Though your eyes, it is killing
We'll frolic and play
posting away
squeeing in a winter O’Neill land
posting in a Shipmas O’Neill land
Living in a Shipmas O’Neill land
Originally posted by Nibikko
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I was asked to repost this for Shipmas, so here goes...
-- My version of the lyrics to the classic Christmas carol with a Stargate twist.
-- Just note this is more gen stargate fun.
-- My version of the lyrics to the classic Christmas carol with a Stargate twist.
-- Just note this is more gen stargate fun.
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