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Jul. 20th, 2010 04:49 amGood morning! It's 4:45am here in beautiful British Columbia and I am AWAKE! (I really wish I knew why) Due to unforeseen and unfortunate circumstances, the scheduled DPP driver for this week will not be able to take up the mantle of pilot love, which means... you're stuck with me again!
For today, a question that seems simple on the surface, but is probably actually more complex than that: What is your favourite thing about pilots? Whether that's what drew you to the pairing or why you're still here after the series is over, what makes Kara and Lee so important?
For me, I fell into the pilot love pretty quickly and it's always been about the chemistry, the way that the characters fill each other's weak spots and cover each other's blind spots. Together, they're complete in a way that they aren't individually. And the sizzle when they lock eyes is palpable.
Also,
pilotsbigbang is starting to go up so go have a look at some long stories about our favourite pilots!
For today, a question that seems simple on the surface, but is probably actually more complex than that: What is your favourite thing about pilots? Whether that's what drew you to the pairing or why you're still here after the series is over, what makes Kara and Lee so important?
For me, I fell into the pilot love pretty quickly and it's always been about the chemistry, the way that the characters fill each other's weak spots and cover each other's blind spots. Together, they're complete in a way that they aren't individually. And the sizzle when they lock eyes is palpable.
Also,
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Date: 2010-07-20 02:02 pm (UTC)I guess it's the dance, the push-pull of two people who are desperately connected but so intensely flawed and encumbered by circumstance that they can never make it work. I ship them so hard, sometimes I can't even remember when I didn't obsess about pilots the way I do. They piss me off, break my heart, and fill me with joy all at the same time. I want to knock their heads together, separate them for time-outs and give them giant squishy huggles every other minute.
They are a roller coaster. Up and down and around and around they send me, never predictable, never boring, and always really frakking hot. They are gorgeous to behold, heartbreaking in their angst, and utterly devoted to each other - until of course, they are not. And then it's even more attractive to me. Angstwhore. Crybaby. Desperate romantic. They bring it all out in me. Damn you, pilots. I love you so much.