Bingo Weekend
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no_takebacksWe had some wonderful bingos yesterday (which means TWENTY new Kara/Lee drabbles for your enjoyment). Please stop by to read and comment!
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Today's Card:
+ There's a HUG SPACE instead of a FRAK SPACE. To use that space, write a huggy drabble!
+ For additional instructions, see yesterday's post.
+ Please give a rating if you write a drabble with an R or NC-17 rating (and provide warnings if necessary for content).
Both bingos will remain open for drabbles until Monday morning. Happy Writing!
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word_vomityToday's Card:
+ There's a HUG SPACE instead of a FRAK SPACE. To use that space, write a huggy drabble!
+ For additional instructions, see yesterday's post.
+ Please give a rating if you write a drabble with an R or NC-17 rating (and provide warnings if necessary for content).
Both bingos will remain open for drabbles until Monday morning. Happy Writing!
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BINGO!
Date: 2011-12-11 06:28 pm (UTC)It registers as bizarre somewhere in the back of Kara’s mind. She’d always imagined when this moment came; she’d be close to paralyzed with dread. Fear, worries, regrets.
With the exception of triad or dogfights, Kara knew her lucky streaks tended to have expiration dates. Somewhere down the line, something was inevitably going to get frakked, and leave disaster and shrapnel in her wake. So, she had a tendency of avoiding this kind of thing to begin with.
But instead, with Lee standing in front of her – blue eyes lit up with joy – all she felt was serenity.
“I do.”
Joy
Lee trips, landing heavily on Kara as they tumble into his rack. Their rack. In their quarters. Kara’s breath whooshes out laughing; Lee swallows it in a hasty kiss. His hands are all over her, fumbling at her clothes like a schoolboy trying any way possible to get them off of her and smiling all the while.
“I love you,” Kara says.
If it’s possible for Lee to smile even brighter, he does.
Later, listening to the sound of Lee’s breathing even out as he falls asleep, Kara thinks if this is “marital bliss,” she could get used to it.
Uncertainty
They fight.
It happens. She’s cranky in the morning and he can just be so frakking insufferable with his logic and whatever. And the entire Pegasus knows when it’s happens. (The Commander and the CAG are at it again.)
But it never lasts long. By the end of the day, he feels guilty and probably horny, and so does she, and the makeup sex is possibly the best kind that they do. She wonders sometimes, if they fight just to have it.
It works. They actually work together.
Sometimes Kara finds herself wondering why she was ever uncertain it would.
Fear
Kara tells Lee her trip to Galactica is to see The Old Man, and they laugh about the ridiculous moustache he’s been growing, and Lee can’t tell she’s lying to him.
The raptor ride over makes her nauseous, just like everything seems to these days. In sickbay, Cottle draws blood and she throws up waiting for the results. She knows the answer before the doc even tells her.
She does drop by the Old Man’s office before she leaves. He smiles when he sees her, hugs her like she’s his daughter. Part of his family.
It helps ease her worry.
Hope
There are so many ways this could go wrong.
First off, the war is over. For now. But that doesn’t mean the cylons aren’t going to find them again, someday.
Actually, first, she doesn’t have a damned clue how to do this, but she’s pretty sure she’s going to find some way to frak it up.
But the way Lee looks at her when she tells him, the way he pulls her into his arms, holds her close, makes her think that maybe things are turning out okay.
And with his help, maybe, she won’t actually frak up their kid.
Re: BINGO!
Date: 2011-12-11 06:33 pm (UTC)*feels all achy and wanting*
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Date: 2011-12-12 04:45 am (UTC)Oh, sweet!! *shakes fist* WHY didn't we get this instead???? Ugh. Loved the Old Man easing her worry. Loved the serenity with her vows. So sweet :) Lovely place to go before bed!
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