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barneswintersoldier · 8 months
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bo-kryzze · 10 months
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KARA THRACE & LEE ADAMA 1.11 "Colonial Day"
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allatariel · 14 days
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WIP Title Ask Meme
Prompt: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
I'm going to tag far fewer people than the list would dictate because, well, I have too many WIPs!
Tagged by @gordopickett, thank you <3
Tagging @brynnmclean, @madamairlock, @wanderleave, @callioope, @caitylove, @lalalauraroslin, @littlelindentree, @narilwrites, @melyzard, @thevulcanbobdylan, @spectral-musette, @miabicicletta, and anyone else who wants to play!
I've never done an ask meme before and I am bad at asks, but I want to chat with people about stuff!
Also, in the interests of keeping this manageable, I'm only posting titles of WIPs I've touched in the last five years not including the ones I've posted to my Unfinished Tales series on AO3 😅
Also, also, I have separate WIP folders for each fandom so I'm going to separate them here as well.
For All Mankind
For Want of a Home
I Need More Time
Love at the Drafting Table
A Leash Can Easily Become a Noose
A Shadow of Doubt
There's Gotta Be Another Solution
A Handsome Young Suitor
A Beautiful Young Bride
The Calculus of Grief
Alternating Currents
Battlestar Galactica (2003)
Through All That Masquerade
A Child Can Follow the Light
The Measure of a Man
How Can I Hold the Part of Me That Only You Can Carry
Ianuarius 1
Februarius 14
Iunius 20
Quintilis 22
Sextilis 6
Rogue One
Run Between the Shadows
A Radiance That Travels
In the Secret Wells
I don't Believe in Destiny
Beauty and the Beast (1987)
Angel In Manhattan
Margaret Returns AU
Torchwood
Aliens of London AU
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What do you hear?
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eyelessdraws · 11 months
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unfinished business study (june 2023)
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leeandkaradaily · 1 year
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Lee and Kara in Laura’s vision
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 4x09 - “The Hub”
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baltears · 1 year
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starpollos wake up i made coffee
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lodessa · 11 months
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first lines
Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. (Sort by date posted.) If you have less than 10 fics posted, post what you have. 
Tagged by @feeisamarshmallow (a while ago, whoops)
The Backup: "The angry sound of a car alarm draws Weevil’s attention as he trudges past the garage."
Loved and Exploited Well: Charlie looks out through the glass of her penthouse windows, down onto the city so far below. It’s been ten years and she still can’t seem to get used to the sight, to the height, the neon lights that never flicker out even in the middle of the night.
More My Fault Than Yours: Things come into focus eventually, the horror of her nightmare receding as she becomes aware of the warm hands gently shaking her awake, the solidity of Chakotay beside her, his face staring down into her face in the almost darkness.
Exhausted Midas: The insomnia is so much more obvious here on Earth than it ever was on a starship. On a starship it is always both pitch black and totally illuminated. People are always working, someone is always on duty. Here the days are distinct, night and day the province of the sun and moon, rather than the chronometer. Sleepless nights are registered in sunrises rather than hours passed.
Life is a Record. Play a New Song: “No one likes a Negative Nancy,” her mom snaps with zero self awareness and Chrissy prays that if nothing else at least she keeps an awareness of her own flaws. High strung. Easily startled. Too quick to say yes to whatever anyone around me wants. Neurotic. Spineless. 
Down to the Bottom: “You are drunk,” he says, putting his hands on her shoulders to steady her or keep her at a distance as he steps backwards away from where she has leaned in.
there's an awful lot of breathing room (but i can hardly move): “If it isn’t Jase the Just,” Eddie smiles, leaning over the counter to give the awkward eleven year old a high five as he makes his way from the door of the shop to the playing area in the back. Chrissy’s heart swells to see her son just open up, grinning and walking with a confidence she never saw a year ago when he first asked her to pretty please drive him down to Tomb Bound Tomes. It is still something she doesn’t see at home.
Don't Leave Me Dry: Miles thinks he’d forgotten, forgotten the power of drowning out the sound of the world with a set of headphones and an album you have listened to enough times that it is part of you. It’s all too easy, to close his eyes and lose himself in the memories of days gone by, lying on his bed back in Jasper with Bass putting off algebra homework to this sound. But at the same time, after all these years of darkness and silence, he can’t take for granted these sudden gifts: electricity and a forgotten album collection and discman left behind by someone many years before, who understood they were never going to play again. But now, suddenly, they do.
My Fear is Fading Fast: Eddie surveys his work and he has to admit that the trailer has never been cleaner. It will never not be shabby and cramped, but it is as tidy and sanitary as it is possible to make it. It will have to be enough. .
Safe from the Guards (of Intellect and Reason): Chrissy checks her reflection in the mirror for probably the hundredth time. She knows it is ridiculous. Nothing has changed since Max helped her pick out this outfit a few hours ago, but she can’t help fussing anyway, wondering if she should wear something else. Cow. Tart, her mother’s voice echoes.
Tagging: @rogueimperator, @austennerdita2533, @didim-dol, @janiedean, and @electricbluebutterflies.
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hopelessdreamer80 · 2 years
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“The Son Also Rises” has just made my Top 5 BSG episodes...
Lee holding on to Kara’s photo and keeping it close to him before putting it on the memorial wall...
Lee, distracted during the briefing and inadvertently calling Starbuck’s name...
Romo, realizing that Lee has been holding on to “the girl, the pilot’s” photo, but not stealing it because “you’ve had enough stolen from you already” 😭😭
But most of all, while Lee and his father were arguing about their grief, Lee’s “You have NO idea. You have NO FRAKKING idea” absolutely KILLED me.
Lee Adama does not need a hug, he needs a thousand of them 💙💙
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peterstarkss · 1 year
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Please tell me I’m not the only person who thought of that epic Lee/Kara moment on BSG just now?!?
Love seeing Olivia and Elliot being badass together
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fluxy001 · 2 months
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All the Linda Lee | Red Daughter fics I’ve read and I’m surprised no one has done an obvious one.
What if it was Kara who died? What if Linda survived?
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son-neko-art · 1 year
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I really enjoyed reading DC multiverse comic Superman Smashes the Klan. The story was great and the art was amazing! Gurihiru’s art is so appealing to look at and there are so many wonderful things about how he draws that I can’t begin to describe it.
That being said I wanted to study from the style so I gave myself a little homework assignment to see if I could try to emulate it a bit. I learned a lot! I decided for my assignment that I would try to draw the CW Supergirl’s Supergirl and Lena Luthor as close as I could in Gurihiru’s style and within the realm of the before mentioned Superman comicbook universe.
Also there isn’t a Supergirl in that comic so the appeal was to make her feel like she was from that time of 1946… though I decided to go with Lena and Kara Zor-El’s comic aliases names from back in the day rather than Kara Danvers and Lena Luthor…I guess to be truer to the earlier comic universe versions of them. When the two characters first met in the comics they were both living under aliases. Lena to avoid the shameful association with her criminal brother and Kara for obvious reasons.
Why model sheets? Well, What I wanted to do was make a three page comic within this universe and it’s style, however I was finding it difficult to draw a consistent looking character from panel to panel so I decided that the easiest option was to make some character model sheets with expressions. This way I can always refer back to a model sheet and see if I can even draw these characters in the first place consistently.
I took liberties with her outfit, Supergirl doesn’t show up in the actual old DC comics until later in the 1960s, so I hope the skirt length checks out for the 40s, heh. Anyway, I hope I did okay being a geeky artist.
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bo-kryzze · 1 year
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Starbuck & Apollo + the paint saga
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allatariel · 1 year
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There was a closed book on the table. It looked like one of Galactica’s logbooks, there was a pen marking a place between the pages. Lee’s breath caught as he flipped the book open to the marked page and found his father’s handwriting.
280 days have passed since you died and your cabin is finally finished.
“Oh, dad…” Lee whispered as the tears prickled his eyes. The settlers had all been keeping count of the days since their arrival. Lee himself kept track in his own travel logs. The counts matched. His father must have written this entry earlier that same day.
Laura had died on the first day. He wiped the tears off his cheeks and flipped to the first entry.
I buried you on the second day. I couldn’t do it right away, I had to be sure you were really gone. After, I fell asleep with your cairn at my back as the western sky burned around the setting sun, fanning red across the clouds like your hair on my pillow. I staked out the plan on the following day. It’s been seven days since then and I figured it was time to start building. I owe you a cabin.
Lee fell hard onto the chair. Old water spots were scattered across those early entries. Lee’s fresh tears joined his father’s dried upon the page. Bill had been alone with his grief for over nine months. Lee was forced to accept that all his dreams of their happiness had truly been nothing more than that. He felt like he was intruding, but he couldn’t stop himself from returning to the most recent entry.
280 days have passed since you died and your cabin is finally finished. Last night I hung that porch swing I told you about. Sunrises are beautiful from the porch, golden light spilling over valleys as green as your eyes. This swing’s the best seat in the house. You’d love it. Maybe Lee and Kara’s kids will enjoy it one day. He’ll be a better father than I ever was. I’ll fly back to where we first landed and find them some day soon. All this should be theirs when I’m gone, if they want it. I hope they’ve found some happiness together finally. I hope they know how proud of them I am. How much I’ve always loved them.
Lee’s fingers brushed over the words. His father hadn’t often said what was in his heart, though he had made it known over the last few years in his way. But to have the words indelibly inked into a logbook, a historical record, an undeniable truth he wanted to leave behind. Resting his hand on the page, Lee cried silently as he stared out the open window on his left toward the northerly mountains.
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nokiangel · 10 months
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Stick Season - Noah Kahan
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The first time I heard this lyric in this song I immediately thought of them so I wanted to make something related to it. This is also my first attempt at some sort of like aesthetic/moodboard for this pair, ignore the white lines lmao, I couldn't figure out how to get rid of them. I also apologize if the quality isn't the best.
But alas, I will never get over them. They deserved so much better.
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