#vice president delenn

[therighthandofvengeance]

Delenn: I girlbossed too close to the sun.

Lennier: so now you’re going to gaslight yourself too close to the sea?

Delenn: yes, and I’m going to gatekeep all of this from John the entire time.

[thethirdromana]

Chrysalis!

Banger dialogue from beginning to end in this one. Sinclair's big romantic speech capped off by "look, do you want to get married?"; "What are those Earth creatures called? Feathers, long bill, go quack?" "Cats!"; "Then you accept it, or you kill yourself, or you stop looking into mirrors."

Sinclair, I want you to think very carefully about your decision to be happy in a season finale, this cannot end well.

I like Ivanova with curly hair.

(I like Ivanova all the time).

I've said before how the TV broadcasts in Babylon 5 feel uncomfortably familiar. This episode in particular.

For a guy who's spent the evening drunk with three ladies, G'Kar is impressively sharp.

So the racist vice president is behind the assassination, right? And the spooky mystery people are behind everything else? And Kosh and pals are maybe behind a third set of things?

Basically it's mysteries all the way down.

Garibaldi touch and go, Delenn transforming into fuck knows what, G'Kar leaving the station - is there going to be anyone left?

And then just like that the episode is over. With no answers to any mysteries at all.

[ddagent]

42!

AU: President/Vice President (41-42)

As Vice-President Mir approached, the two Rangers outside the President's bedroom drew to attention. Delenn stood, a single eyebrow raised, and addressed the two men in clipped tones. "Is he in?"

They exchanged uneasy looks. "Madam Vice-President—"

"—surely that was not a difficult question. President Sheridan is either inside or he is somewhere else. As you both are incredibly qualified members of the Anla'shok, dedicated to protecting the President of the Alliance, I can only assume that he is present as not even John Sheridan would use you both to guard an empty room." Delenn placed her hands in front of her. "So, I ask again. Is Sheridan inside?"

Ranger Lane swallowed and immediately moved aside. "Yes, ma'am."

"Good. See to it that we are not disturbed. If you hear screaming, it is just my attempt to move up the chain of command." Delenn smiled. The two men could not help but follow suit. "Good evening to you both."

Slipping inside her boyfriend's bedroom, Delenn found John lying on his bed, glasses atop his nose, as he looked at the treaties they were due to sign the next morning. His face lit up as Delenn kicked off her shoes and crawled onto the bed beside him. She settled easily against his chest, fingertips playing with the edge of his suspenders; a button on his shirt. After a moment or two, John abandoned the papers and laid a kiss atop her head.

"Screaming, huh?"

"I'd like them to be prepared." Delenn's hand slid inside his shirt. "I've missed you terribly."

Let’s play the idea game: headcanons, photo sets, drabbles, oh my!

[ylizam]

anyway today @lastkodachrome and I made it through Sleeping in Light in the B5 (re)watch, and I continue to firmly believe that a few years later Ivanova and Delenn go from friends to lovers and 

they are together from then until Susan’s death (shockingly, to her at least, of old age)

they keep their own quarters (Susan does not want to move into John’s old place; Delenn doesn’t want to move out of John’s old place; also Susan has ... issues) but spend most nights together anyway

except when they have one of their semi-annual-ish big blowups

because Delenn is overbearing and Susan doesn’t like to be told what to do and Susan doesn’t trust and Delenn doesn’t tell and Susan is human and Delenn is (culturally, if not fully physically anymore) Minbari 

also David isn’t always 100% on board and neither Susan nor Delenn is fully comfortable dealing with that 

both of their aides know to schedule time off for the making up period (they do not ask questions. they are professionals.)

they get together slowly and cautiously and Delenn makes the first move

unless of course they kiss mid-fight and fall into bed (or onto the nearest surface) and Susan makes the first move

(or vice versa)

when Delenn finally (finally!) gives up the presidency (which honestly. maybe it’s time to introduce some democracy to the Alliance.), she is unable to rest and always underfoot and there are absolutely clashes because Delenn is Entil’zha and Susan is Anla’shok Na and who is really in charge here, Delenn? why am I even here? but anyway eventually they come to a division of labor of sorts

it’s always a bit fraught though 

the cause of some of their worst fights

(no, Susan is never tempted to go for the presidency herself)

it’s not perfect, and they both have their ghosts, but they’re happy

and Susan finally gets to experience not being left.

[tallysgreatestfan]

The strangest request for the tour guide

Prompt: Cat

Xingyue felt honored to act as guide for the famous Vice President Delenn herself; however that one request she had not expected.

“You want to see a cat?”

Delenn nodded, and hers and the eyes of the unobtrusive, young Minbari her hand was entangled with – gossip magazines said he either was her toy boy or her former attaché or both – sparkled.

In the end, she showed them the cats of a friend, and their eyes sparkled even more, and the mighty politician and her mate got on their knees and said praisewords, and petted their head, meowing.

It was surreal.

 (Also established Delenn/Lennier in my “Heart, Body and Soul” AU, takes place after the series)

[therighthandofvengeance]

David Sheridan doesn’t get stuck in the “go ask your mother”/“go ask your father” loop(s).

He gets stuck in the “go ask the (vice) president”/“go ask Entil’Zha” loop(s).

[therighthandofvengeance]

Child Delenn and the feminine urge to defy authority

Acolyte Delenn and the feminine urge to question authority

Satai Delenn and the feminine urge to be the authority

Ambassador Delenn and the feminine urge to reform authority

Entil’Zha Delenn and the feminine urge to exercise compassionate authority

(Vice) President Delenn and the feminine urge to equally distribute authority to promote autonomous collaboration

[ddagent]

Instead of a number can I specifically request headcanons for the VP/President AU and the John as mayor of the town AU 👀

AU: President/Vice President (41-42)

President Sheridan and Vice-President Mir hate each other. Everyone knows this. It was well-publicised, in the run-up to the ISA election, that former war hero Sheridan had only taken on board a Minbari running mate to appease the Federation voters. Mir's voting record was scrutinised for months. But they won.

Both the President and VP's staff know to keep them away from each other. At photo ops, they stand respectfully beside each other - but not touching. In the press, they are always courteous - but their smiles are thin. At the ISA headquarters, both Chief of Staff Ivanova and Rider know that a meeting in either of their respective offices will involve things being thrown.

What no one knows, of course, is that John and Delenn have been secretly dating for months. While their relationship may have begun antagonistically, weeks on the road on the election trail led to many a romantic dinner and stolen kiss. They enjoy their secret relationship. It means the VP can sneak into the President's bedroom and he, hers, with little scrutiny.

AU: Mayor John

John's family has lived in Babylon all his life. They had a home when David Sheridan was a diplomat; his parents retired here, his sister lives here. As such, you can't swing a cat around Babylon without hitting a Sheridan. Which means John can't really escape his sister's attempts at match-making.

He's heading over for a family dinner, tired of a day of his citizens arguing with each other. Lon Mollari, owner of The Dark Star, spent two hours in his office arguing over permits. John just wants a nice family dinner. Unfortunately, Lizzie has brought over her friend Anna, a divorced history teacher, who is smitten with Babylon's mayor.

So, John is still at his office, trying to do as much paperwork as possible before going to the Sherdan farm. His Chief of Staff, Susan, explains that the owner of the new store on Zocalo Ave, Mir Books and Antiquities, would like to meet him. John has heard all about the new Minbari resident in Babylon. He had not, however, heard how beautiful she was.

John is late to dinner.

Let's play the headcanon game...

[ddagent]

John/Delenn Headcanons

I've decided to create headcanons and a mini-fic for each of the AU photo sets, edits and gifs I've produced so far. I also really want to try out the Tumblr Polls so, without further a do, which AU set would you like to see headcanons/mini-fic for first:

One: College + Priest/Nun + Rival CEOS + Private Detectives

Two: Ranger/Entil’zha + Tourists + War Photographers + Academics

Three: Role Reversal + Diplomats + Dancer/Scientist + Explorers

Four: Singer/Bartender + One Night Stand + Models + Wedding

Five: Exchange Student + Soulmate (Colour) + Retired Neighbours + Noir

Six: President/Vice-President + Zombie Apocalypse + Primary School Teachers + Pre-Series

Seven: Struggling Actors + Spies + Red Carpet + Lawyers

Eight: Bodyguard/Princess + Reincarnation + Murder Mystery + Film Crew

Nine: Camp Counsellors (Request) + Convention + Adopted Parents + Socialite/Local

Ten: Crush on the Boy Next Door + Car Share + Modern Royalty + Work Spouses

Eleven: Married + Museum Benefactors + Runners + Rival Interns

[ddagent]

Political AUs

So, I’ve recently started watching The West Wing for the first time and I am now obsessed with John/Delenn political AUs.

President Sheridan hosts Chosen One Delenn and finds himself smitten with the Minbari leader.

The Presidential staff hate having to deal with the tension between the President and Vice-President - not realising it’s all sexual.

After putting together the Interstellar Alliance, John reluctantly agrees to have Satai Delenn as his Vice-President. 

The President and Entil’Zha struggle with their staff - a running theme of aides and nannies who get a little too close for comfort. 

After the Civil War, John is thrust into an uncomfortable political position (President). Both he and Delenn have to consider what that means for them as a couple. 

President Mir is on a goodwill tour; head of her secret service, Agent Sheridan finds himself occupied with assassination plots and his own feelings.

Presidential Press Secretary John Sheridan has a minor crush on journalist Delenn Mir.

[ddagent]

January Writing (5 x 5 x 5)

5 New Ideas

Delenn is offered technology by the Shadows to be wholly human - and allow her to be with John.

John meets Ambassador Delenn in his dreams while she is in the chrysalis. 

Dorky Professor Sheridan finds himself smitten with returning Professor Mir. The feeling is more than mutual. 

The newly elected President Sheridan has a problem: he’s got a crush on Vice-President Mir.

President Sheridan begins talks with the Minbari government, only to find the Chosen One extremely attractive. 

5 Ideas I’m Most Excited By

Bodyguard John Sheridan is hired to protect heiress Delenn Mir.

Starkiller and Entil’Zha used to be rival spies - now, with the war over, they’re partners.

John and Delenn develop a friends-with-benefits relationship shortly after All Alone in the Night. 

John and Delenn elope when they meet before the war. However, their marriage is tested after Dukhat’s death and the subsequent war. 

John and Delenn meet during failed talks on the Prometheus. Attempts at peace fail - but the two find themselves drawn to each other. 

5 Prompts I’m Most Excited By

Photographer!Delenn is tasked with photographing President Sheridan’s first year in office.

Actors!JD reveal at a promotional event that they had a massive crush on each other during filming and every reporter brings it up.

No one knows Professor Mir and Professor Sheridan are married. 

Spies John and Delenn find themselves actually married.

Sub!John.

[ddagent]

“Home for the Holidays”

John/Delenn | Christmas AU | FR15 | 3,135 words President Sheridan brings Vice President Delenn home for the annual Sheridan Christmas Eve party. While everyone (even his awful relatives) think they're a couple, John and Delenn have not made that leap from friends to lovers. Yet.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good reading! :D

It wasn’t that long ago that being a Sheridan carried a death sentence. He, John Sheridan, had been Earth Alliance Enemy Number One. His parents’ farm was nothing more than ash. Lizzie and her husband had been forced into hiding. But Clark was dead, the war was won, and the annual Sheridan Christmas Eve party was in full swing. It was just like before the war, the Shadows, Babylon 5. Except, of course, for the two Rangers providing the security detail for the President of the Interstellar Alliance, just about to complete his first year in office.

There was no Anna, either. But there was Delenn.

John sat on a chintz couch, a glass of eggnog firmly clutched in his hand, as he stared across his parents’ living room at Delenn. The dress she wore – a midnight blue version of the green velvet he adored – clung to her, her cheeks pink from the hot chocolate she sipped politely. Her hair curled over her shoulders; his Christmas gift to her displayed prominently in her ears. The diamonds were the constellations of the Minbari solar system, a paltry gift of stars considering she had given him the universe. She had asked, as they’d sat on White Star II on their journey to Earth, why he had not given these to her on Christmas morning.

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[ddagent]

Anla'shok

As the Anla’shok made a daring rescue of the President of the Interstellar Alliance and his Vice-President, John collapsed back against what was left of the captain’s chair. Delenn lingered nearby, her hands wringing themselves. His words hung in the air. I love you. Not, I’ll see you in a place where no shadows fall or I wish Anna were here. His final words were declaring his undying love to a woman who would – and could – never be his.

“John, I—”

“—you don’t have to say anything.” He honestly wished she wouldn’t even try to make this right. What could she even say to smooth this over? A gaping chasm the size of Z’ha’dum had just erupted in their friendship and no platitudes in the world could wallpaper over it.

Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in

[tallysgreatestfan]

“Directors Commentatory” for the relativly old Delenn/Lennier fluff story “Is A Bath Bomb Really a Bomb?”

Delenn winced a little as she slipped into hot water. It felt almost painfully hot against her feet and lower legs, but after a few seconds the pain changed to a relaxing warmness. She lowered the rest of her body into the purple,  steamy water, leaned back as it flow around her and breathed in the scent of alien flowers this ,,bath bomb” contained. The vice president  and supreme commander of the interstellar alliance was so tired that she knew even reading or watching the ancient human science fiction series she was so found of would have been to exhausting. ��Ah, this was so well after several conferences, the pile of reports to work trough and most of all the three-hour-long speech.

[I had this idea, of course, as I saw the “Imagine your OTP…” post on tumblr, but also because it was still winter as I wrote this and I discovered again how wonderful a hot bath feels like. And I think Delenn, as the unofficial head of the Interstellar Alliance, would have a lot of hard, exhausting days after which a hot bath would be good. And Delenn and Lennier suffered so much, they absolutely deserve some fluffy fun once – even if I was feeling a bit guilty for not showing the beautiful complexity and complicatedness of their relationship in this fic]

,,Delenn? Are you home?”, Lenniers voice sounded trough the door.

[The switched “Are you home, darling?” is so cute and kinda hilarious]

,,I’m here.”, she shouted back. ,,Come in.”

She heard his footsteps from outside the door, then quite. She smiled as she imagined how he hesitated shortly. [Its Lennier. Of course he hesitates a bit, even if she is his mate since already a while at this point] Then the door swung open.

His cheeks were flushed and there were still stains of molten snow on his robe, so he must have been outside lately. [Aww, cute. And a bath after getting really, really cold outside is so great] She noticed how his gaze still flinched away from her naked body, even now after they were sleeping together for almost two months. It was cute, actually. [So cute, and again very much Lenniers innocence and still slightly existing chastity]

,,Do you want to join me?”

[And the fun begins…]

His little smile was somewhere between shy and tempting [A mix that is very much older, more experienced but still him Lennier]. He paced behind the bathtube so that she couldn’t see him, and she heard his clothes drop on the floor, one after another. She imagined how they fell down his slender body to show pale white skin and sky blue patterns, how his undergarments slipped over his thin hips. [Hhmmm… Oh yeah… Hhmm, Lennier is so sexy] It was almost more erotic that actually seeing it.

Then he stepped to her into the water and she let her gaze wander over his lean, beautiful frame. He sighed quietly as the hot water streamed around his body chilled to the bones from the coldness outside. [Ah, bathing after being chilled to the bone is wonderful] He tried to adjust, toppled over and almost felt against the wall. But then he was in her arms finally. [I wrote that part in because for me, it is important that the events of stories are not always completely perfect, but that there happen slight mistakes too. It makes feel a lot more real] She stroke his chest slowly.

,,What is this?”, he took a handful of the foam that floated on the water.

,,It’s from a human thing, a little sphere made of porous material that smells of an alien flower called lavender, and when one lies it into water, it will melt and create all this foam and color and scent. They call it ,bath bomb’.”

[And the innocent curiosity is back]

,,That does not exactly sound like a thing one would want to use.[… was the first thing I thought after learning that these things are called like that in English]”, Lennier snuggled up to her closer and gently caressed  her thigh, and suddenly she wondered why they were still wasting time with talking about bath bombs. Amazing, that she had still enough energy left for that.

,,I saw something like this at a bath house only once.” [I took the inspiration from Japanese bath houses, because Minbari culture very much remindes me at medivial Japan, and also because I thought that if they don’t know the concept of showers, they would need something like that to keep themselves clean]

Only now it struck her how long it had been since she took a bath for the last time. ,,I never was at a public bath house again after the transformation. My hair, my changed body…” [Poor Delenn… These hate for her after her transformation must have made her so insecure about her body]

,,This here  is a better choice than an public bath.”, he reassured her. ,,For example, there aren’t any other people to see us.” And the way he said this made clear that he did not like it when other people saw his body. It became better now, because when she liked it he was able to like it too, but she knew he hated the way he looked. [Maybe I was putting to much Western Human Culture in this, but I thought he would feel like that because he isn’t exactly a classical male beauty, and because he looks so different than Sheridan]

,,Yes, it is.”, she smiled.

,,And”, she whispered into his ear and then let her tongue slip over the tender place right below his bone crest she knew he enjoyed to be touched at. He gasped, his grip around her thigh tightened: ,, I might want to do things to you that would be considered as very improper at a public bath.” [And now the fun truly begins…]

His answer was to turn around and kiss her longing. She smiled hungrily against his lips and let her fingers wander down [I’m just noticing that this descriptions are very much like all these cinematical choices done in FSK 12 (I think the American equivalent would be PG-13? ) to show that these characters are having sex but avert showing their genitals: Shots from behind or just the sound, the picture of a hand slowly moving down the stomach of someone, blurring pictures – which is here done with not outrightly mentioning, eh, stuff that would be considered adult content, as tumblr said it so nicely]