DPP: First Date Friday

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

So, it turns out that The Powers That Be lost an arm-wrestling contest to the Shipper Nation, and Kara and Lee are going on their very first date!






As you can see, they're pretty excited. And they should be! Because YOU get to plan this event! That's right. This is your show! You can put them wherever you like-- they can be in the BSG 'verse, our universe, heck, you can put them in Casablanca and give Lee an awesome hat. THE SKY IS THE LIMIT, FOLKS.

So... Where are they going? How did they get there? Where are they staying? What are they wearing? Did they go to a movie? Did they go the firing range? Did they go to a fancy restaurant? Did they eat cheap fast food in the park? Did they cook for each other? Was there even any time for dinner? ;)

BE SAPPY, BE SMUTTY, BE SHIPPERS. ♥ Can't wait to see what you guys come up with!!!

Comments

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Oh, gods, I LOVE THIS. I can not wait to hear the ideas. I think this is gonna generate some comment fic y/n? Hee. Great idea, babe!

*runs off to plan piloty dates*

[ninjamonkey73.livejournal.com]

Comment fic? Did someone say comment fic?! *g*

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

Thanks girl! I'm loving everybody's comment!fic! MOAR! WE NEED MOAR COMMENT!FIC! :D

[cpt-vajj.livejournal.com]

Nice!! This was the best idea ever :D I can't wait to see what you creative, smutty, sappy, shippers come up with!

Now I have to think of something to write while I get ready for my date tonight. Maybe it will inspire... hummm *scampers off*

[callmeonetrack.livejournal.com]

Kara Thrace hated blind dates.

She really did. So she had no idea how she'd managed to ruin a perfectly good long weekend by agreeing to going on one. With one of her nuggets' hotshot flyboy brother, no less.

If there was anything Kara hated more than blind dates, it was blind dates with other viper jocks. All they ever wanted to talk about was stats and maneuvers, and while she loved flying, she didn't need to sit through Advanced Flight on her off hours, thank you very much.

That's why she'd had to make this worth her while. Kara'd agreed to the date (Ok, so maybe she hadn't exactly agreed so much as she'd lost a bet) if and only if she could set the agenda. She smirked to herself as she climbed into her jeep to pick up the unsuspecting War College cadet and whisk him off on the whirlwind tour she'd planned. After the firing range, paintball arena, kickboxing class, and a stop at Spike's Bellybusters, he wouldn't be able to run screaming fast enough.

Yes, she thought proudly, Lee Adama wouldn't even know what hit him.

(There might be more later. Maybe! No promises!)

[damao2010.livejournal.com]

You are such a teaser! LOL
Great start. I do hope you finish it.

[ecstaticdance.livejournal.com]

Nice. Two thumbs up, in fact. :)

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Gah!!! Get back here and finish this little gem. I so-o-o want to read Kara's reaction and the electric connection between them.

You rock, girl. Hee. Hee. Hee.

[thrace-adama.livejournal.com]

A blind date!!!! How have we not put them on a blind date before?! Love it. We so need more!

[rdave1.livejournal.com]

OMG!! You have to give us more. We all need to know what happens next. Excellent!

[eugis.livejournal.com]

There has to be more later! :D

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

Okay, that's just mean! Start like this and then tease with the "might be more later?" More please!

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

Hee! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE.

[baciami2.livejournal.com]

U Tease-U!

Moar! We want moar! *pretty pretty paintball please*

*light bulbs go off* Hey, can Kara and Lee have paintball s3xy-time to expunge that Leoben paint-sex from my mind?

[mmmaaadworld.livejournal.com]

i loveeee this

[ecstaticdance.livejournal.com]

I kinda... Don't really see Pilots dating much. They just sorta fall into each other, and the closest thing that comes to a date happens almost accidentally.

Lee: You got anything tonight?
Kara: Not really. A little puttering.
Lee: So... How about dinner?
Kara: Gods, not that horrible Italian place.
Lee: It's not that... Alright, fine. Where do you want to go then?
Kara: (names a bar she likes)

They go, they nom pub fare, the band is good (which Kara expected, otherwise it wouldn't be one of her favorite bars) so they drag each other out onto the dance floor and voila. Date.

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

Like. A lot.

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

"Let me make it up to you," Lee said eagerly.

"How, Apollo? You ruined my last box of cigars. There's nothing in the fleet that's gonna get you out of this one." She groaned at him, dropping the scattered remnants of her cigars into the garbage and wiping her hands on her pants.

"C'mon, Kara. I said I'm sorry." He looked at her sheepishly, like a little boy who was being scolded by his mother.

"How? How are you going to make it up to me? Gonna grow some tobacco in the gardens on Cloud Nine?" She drawled, doubtful.

"That's it! Cloud Nine. I will take you to dinner on Cloud Nine. We can go when we make our last security checks - there should be time." He smiled at her, excited about his idea.

She shot him a dubious look and pulled on her fatigues. "You're frakking kidding me, right, Apollo? I hate fancy dinners. Give me some pizza and beer - now that'd be a date." She swallowed at her slip of the tongue. It wasn't really going to be a date, was it? She pushed down unexpected twinge of excitement, and maintained her bland expression.

But Lee was deep in thought and didn't seem to notice her slip. "Okay then, why don't you let me surprise you. Neither of us are running CAPs tomorrow evening. Meet me in the observation deck at twenty-one hundred hours."

Kara rolled her eyes, feeling the slightest bit of remorse for yelling at him. He was such a earnest frakker sometimes and he was staring at her with those godsdamned gorgeous eyes. She relented. "Okay, Apollo, but you'd better make it good," she warned, slamming her locker door closed. "I'll be missing a good triad game for you."

In her arrogant Starbuck way, she sauntered out of his sight, leaving him standing there wondering how in the frak he was going to impress her without making a total fool of himself.

[More later]

[ninjamonkey73.livejournal.com]

MOAR!

[ninjamonkey73.livejournal.com]

Kara reread the printed message in her hand for the umpteenth time. Something about it didn't sit right.

~~~
From: Captain Adama
To: Lieutenant Thrace

Subject: Cloud Nine recon op

Starbuck,

Meet Racetrack and Skulls in the hanger bay for immediate transport to Cloud Nine. Bring civilian clothes and an overnight bag for undercover work. SitRep- top clearance. Will debrief upon arrival.

Apollo
~~~

The note could have come from any superior officer and been perfectly believable at face value. The problem was, the note hadn't come from Tigh, or the Commander, or just any other officer. No, it had come from Lee. And she and Lee had made a bit of game, in recent months, of using military-speak to obfuscate the details of their illicit hookups. What is he up to?

Odds were pretty good he was up to something. At the very least, he must have chuckled to himself when he typed "debrief", because they'd used it before - with less than military results. Only one way to find out, she thought, and grabbed her kit and a change of clothes.

[TBC]

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

So you've now joined the gang of meanies who just tease us with excellent beginnings and leave us hanging? This has the beginnings of serious sexiness so MORE PLEASE!!!

[damao2010.livejournal.com]

Is today tease day? lol

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

Apparently so, lol! Maybe I should change the title of the post. XD

this is the Adama Brothers 'verse and ever-so-slightly NSFW :)

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

This whole thing was Sam's idea, and if it goes badly, Lee has already decided that he's blaming his brother. He has a standing rule that he does not do blind dates, and it's not like he hasn't mentioned that to Sam before, so he has no idea why Sam thinks it's a good idea to set him up with some artist that Zak and Dee met last year at some...come to think of it, Lee doesn't even know how they know this girl. He had stopped listening after Sam had mentioned that he had already made reservations at some tiny Italian place that Lee's never even heard of, and he could meet her there at seven. Lee is pretty sure there was an obligatory crack about his deplorable habit of perpetual punctuality in there somewhere, and of course, here he is, fifteen minutes early and over-dressed, waiting for someone who might not even show. Who's he kidding? Of course she'll show. It can't be every day that this girl gets a call from some famous musician. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, suddenly worried that she's expecting Sam.

Just be cool, Sam had said. You'll love Kara. She's a riot.

Lee had tried to explain that the words "cool" and "tax lawyer" had probably never been used in the same sentence at any point in human history, but Sam wouldn't hear it. He's contemplating just telling her that he's an actor who plays lawyers when she appears at the table. She's wearing jeans and a t-shirt and he has completely lost the ability to form words. He hopes he's not drooling. Dee had said she was pretty, and while his sister-in-law wasn't wrong, she wasn't right, either: Kara's more than pretty. Kara is a level of beauty that he doesn't think he could describe if he had a lifetime to mull it over.

"Lee Adama, huh? Kara Thrace," she says, sticking her hand out for him to shake. Her grip is firm, but not unpleasantly so, and his mind is already wandering to what might happen later, if he can manage not to screw this up. She looks him over, just once, before she sits down. "Well, you sure don't look like Sammy. Maybe Zak. Guess the family resemblance is all in the arms, huh?" She gives him a wink and sits down, and she has half of a breadstick in her mouth before he can even think of a reply that doesn't make him sound like a caveman.

Lee knows it's love before they even get the menus open, and by the time they get to dessert, it's all he can do not to say it. She kisses him in the cab on the way back to her place, and he finds that he's irrationally angry at the driver for being in the car. Kara laughs like she knows what's he's thinking, and he joins in after a moment, because he's caught up in the vibrant energy of this enchanting woman and he can't not laugh, he can't stop himself from finding an outlet for this sudden burst of joy. They don't stop laughing until they're in her apartment and they have better things to do. Much later, as he's leaving, she tells him that he better be free next Friday, and he can't say yes fast enough.

Re: this is the Adama Brothers 'verse and ever-so-slightly NSFW :)

[olaf47.livejournal.com]

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY. ♥

[olaf47.livejournal.com]

I have a possible fic banging around in my head of them doing a double date (or something like it) with two other people, and their dates going, "Gods, why don't you two just date each other?!"

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

Do it, do it, do it!!! :-)

Gamer AU from the post ideas the other day

[leiascully.livejournal.com]

It's so ridiculously You've Got Mail that Lee almost can't believe it. Not that he'd admit that he watched that movie. He had written a serious, thoughtful post about the prevalence of video games and the popularity of handheld systems and how ubiquitous casual gaming had become since everybody started playing BrickBreaker on their Blackberries (his thumbs still tingled when he thought of that high score), and Kara had replied with something full of capslock that boiled down to "STFU NOOB" (or so his friends had told him), and he'd emailed her to ask what she meant, and she'd told him he was an idiot, and then he'd found a picture of her, and somehow, in the next email, he'd managed to ask her for a drink, and she'd said yes. Okay, so it's not quite a movie - he's in no danger of shutting down her livelihood, which he can't even understand - but still, it feels like it's scripted. So now he's waiting at the bar with his palms all sweaty, wondering if this is a huge mistake.

"You're an idiot," says the girl next to him, and he looks over, and it's her.

"You don't look like your picture," he says, which is possibly the single stupidest first line ever.

"I cut my hair," she says, rolling her eyes. "God, Lee, how do the girls stay on their feet around you? Or the boys. I don't care."

"Uh, girls, generally," he babbles. "Girls stay on their feet. Or not. Not that I'm...oh, goddammit."

But she's laughing.

"Jesus, calm down," she says. "I'm not gonna bite your head off. Not unless you talk stupid shit about things you don't know about again, anyway."

"No guarantees," he manages.

"So buy me a drink already," she says, "while I decide where my feet are going to be by the end of the night. If you're lucky, I might even school you in a couple of rounds of Mario Kart. That should be basic enough for you to keep up. I can take it slow."

"Uh, sure," he says, signaling the bartender. "Take what slow, exactly?"

"The education of Lee Adama," she smirks, and the tone of her voice says everything he's ever wanted to hear. "You've gotta live in the now, Lee. I'm gonna show you a whole new world."

"Tell you what," he says, looking her in the eye. "Why don't we just pick up a case of beer and we can start now?"

"You catch on quick," she says, sliding off the stool. For the first time, he takes in her skirt and tube top; he can't stop taking them in, in fact, and he never knew that gamers could be so hot. "Put your eyes back in and let's get out of here."

NB: I'm not trying to cast aspersions on gamers - I'm just demonstrating Lee's total ignorance. We're all okay, yeah?

Re: Gamer AU from the post ideas the other day

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

LOL. This was perfect!!!!

his thumbs still tingled when he thought of that high score

SO Lee!!!

<3

[ninjamonkey73.livejournal.com]

You've been holding out on us! Very nice!

[nazkey.livejournal.com]

K. First time EVER I've written a fanfic. Seriously. EVER.

Lee just stared at the ridiculously gorgeous blond sitting across from him and thanked the gods that for once, Zak didn’t set him up with some weird girl like usual just to frak with him.

The blond was talking animatedly about something. Something Lee should’ve been paying attention to, but the only thing he could focus on is the way her eyes lit up when she smiled (and she smiled a lot) and the way her breasts bobbed under her thin V-neck as she gestured wildly with her arms to emphasize her point. She was beyond gorgeous. She was pornography personified. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this hard, wanted a woman this much. A part of his brain was actually considering frakking her right there on the small coffee table in broad daylight.

“You’re not listening to me, flyboy.” She smirked.

“Uh … yeah, I am. You were talking about how you caught your nuggets trying to break your score in the sims and how you had them scrub the entire sim room down with a toothbrush as punishment. And don’t call me flyboy.” He smiled a dazzling smile and gave her a little wink.

Kara was a goner. This guy? Not what she was expecting at all. When Zak talked her into meeting his brother, she really didn’t think much of it. That’s why when Lee called to set it up, she suggested coffee, figuring it would be in and out and done in under an hour and she’d never have to hear about it again. But now, sitting across from him, all she could think about was how to keep him interested enough to drag this out as long as possible, maybe into tomorrow morning with a nice breakfast preferably naked in her bed. So she was doing what she always did when she got nervous: talked and talked about nothing and everything, trying to keep the momentum going. It was when he didn’t respond to a question she asked that she realized he wasn’t listening to her and was just staring at her with those amazing blue eyes and … was he actually licking his lips?

Kara let out a belly laugh, decided enough was enough and brushed her hand against Lee’s on the table. “Talking is overrated any way. Let’s do something else.”

“Okay, what did you have in mind?”

“Oh you can come up with something Lee. Zak tells me you’re some sort of genius. So you tell me. What do you want to do?”

“This.”

He leaned over and ever so slightly brushed his lips against hers and smiled as she blushed all the way down to that perfect valley between her perfect breasts.

Oh yes. This was definitely the best first date they had been on. Ever.

[coffeesuperhero.livejournal.com]

ADORABLE. ♥

I love Zak the Matchmaker!