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vipercrash replied to your post: repost. do not reblog! name of your character:...

T O L E R A T E S

ELIOT SPENCER LOVES HER SO MUCH SHE’S HIS BEST FRIEND HE WANTS TO DIE BY HER SIDE. and he never wants her to know that he thinks the universe of her okay. so YEAH. he TOLERATES her. >:C

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orders These Hands™ but is too cheap to pay sorry bash :^)))))) fite her

bash says he will accept repayment in the form of shooting contests and also drunk kisses.

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kovi, mason, and kara’s relationship in a nutshell:

kovi is the dad friend that keeps these two out of constant danger

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"Y’know, there’s nothing a quick shag can’t fix, in my experience.” A pause as he fingers his glass. “Not to be ROMANTIC or anythin’.”

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mMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM how u feel abt that Laura....Roslin....??

Put a name in my inbox and my muse will have to admit how they feel about them. 

“She throws the hard punches. Plays for keeps.” He took his seat on the couch. “Think we can agree on that.”

That’s not all. Laura Roslin, 5′6″ and prone to giggles. Bill’s eyes slid to his friend, but he thought about her and the shape of her smart mouth, the way her legs crossed behind her desk.

He thought about what those legs could wrap around and stopped himself.

“Smart, sure. Effective? Hell, even if you’re dead she’d still find a way to kill you,” Saul quipped. “You can wrap it up and throw on a pretty, pink bow, doesn’t make a lick of difference. I’d hate to get on her bad side.” 

“Could be a problem.”

“What? Her bad side?”

“No. Just sides,” Bill clarified. He brought the whiskey to his mouth. “…She’s got a lot of that.”

For a moment, nothing. Then the realization slowly dawned on him and Tigh split into a wolfish smile.

“Don’t mind me saying this, Bill, but you’ve got it–”

“That bad?”

“You said it, not me.”

The admiral’s laugh rumbled and he felt warm inside, probably from the whiskey. A nuclear apocalypse, running from Cylons, a teacher as their president… “Should’ve been born earlier, Saul,” Bill rasped.

“And miss all this?” The XO raised his glass. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

[kolhearted-archived]

you said to send this to you , so thank you in advance for accepting this positivity ! i really really wanted to give a shoutout to @vipercrash for not only being a brilliant writing partner but also a really amazing & & beautiful person ooc ! they have me consistently jaw dropping at anything they write or make & & they're so down to earth , kind , supportive & & encouraging i wEEP. it's also so inspiring to see how committed they are to their muse. a lot of awesomesauce quality here i love

POSITIVITY!

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Most people didn’t dare step into the gym this late. Ten past closing. He watched her throw a kick and a hook, then another and more, the punching bag swinging. All I’m saying is... when your partner takes one for you--heck, even if it wasn’t for you... Seen a lot of guys go nuts that way. Kara Thrace, her second partner to be hanging by a thread. The gym’s light sucked all the color from her skin until all that was left was a ghost with wild eyes and vendettas.

Castillo loomed behind her, in her head, unblinking and silent. Lizard-like.

"Check our sources, run the plates.” His voice was sudden but not all at once. “Work it with Gina. Trudy.”

Behind the desk. Paperwork.

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@vipercrash replied to your post: ROMANCE HEADCANONS !! →   repost, do not reblog !!...

“bash is basically starbuck” “his type is himself” hmmMMMMmmmm??? ;^))))

basher voice: how u doin’   ‘,B)

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vipercrash replied to your post: battlestar galactica was a fucking mistake, a...

HELP HER

i’m personally going to reach into the vast void of space and save kara thrace

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"know what you're gettin' roslin for christmas yet, sir?" :^)

He stared. Kara stood by the door with a wolfish grin like she knew something. Maybe too much. He dropped the case file onto his desk for her and ignored how that red hair and smart smile flashed into his mind or how she’d look curled up on a sofa, bare foot, with a book and mug of hot cocoa…

“Perp came in. Goes by ‘Number Two.’ I want you in there, rattle his cage, see what falls out… If he’s hiding something, I want to know about it,” Bill said, opening a folder. A moment passed. She was still there. A Christmas song played down the street, lulling, and he kept his head low. ”Dark Day,” he confessed. “…Got a good feeling.”

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🌈- A memory about when they first fell in love

He’s never been one to fall fast or easy or hard. But he was eighteen and she was the redhead that stole his breath away. Her name was Sarah or Ellie or.. no. It was Emma. Yeah, Emma. ( Her name always escapes him, now, because he’d put her out of mind the minute he’d found her laid up with his roommate ). But he always remembers those legs of hers – went on for days, they did. And he always remembers how she was the one girl to change his mind. About everything he’d ever thought he’d wanted.        They met off campus, he’d had his hands stuffed in his pockets as he and his mates waited to get into the pub and she’d stumbled into him, nearly falling to the ground, but he’s always been quick with his hands and light on his feet and he caught her round her middle. He smiled, she apologised ( and she insisted on buying him a round once they were inside ). It took him a week to get her name. A month before she agreed to a date. She stole their first kiss on a clear night under the stars. He told her he loved her in the middle of a downpour ( she laughed ). She’d always throw her head back when he told her some godawful joke, as if it were the funniest shit she’d ever heard. And her eyes would shine, like she held some secret to the universe, as she’d tease him. You always think you’ve finally figured out the world at eighteen. You feel invincible --- you’ve got your whole life ahead of you. Seb might not have known where he was going, not by a long shot, but he knew he was happy. And that, for him, then, was a lot. 

meme.

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“That’s funny, because I don't remember ever handing out suggestions.” Think, Starbuck, think.... Oh gods, he was right: those orders he’d handed were most certainly law. Yet, Lieutenant Kara Thrace, believer of prayers and holy words, seemed to think herself above the seat of god. Why else had she ignored command? Why else had she taunted death? Apollo trailed her darkly, radiating fury like some haunting storm. The deck-hands struggled to rein their interest. ”But maybe I just didn’t get the memo,” came the crisp remark.

@vipercrash: starbuck.

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sees the lights on in his office at 12am. it's been a rough day in terms of case closures, so she knocks on the door, clears her throat, and lifts a plastic bag. "got you some chicken, sir," she says. drops it on his desk, winks, and leaves without a word. reminding him to get some rest won't do any good - kara knows he won't leave until he's done. :^)))))))))

She dropped the takeout down with an audible thud, tossed him a wink, then disappeared just as sudden as she came. It could have been a dream. Except in dreams he couldn’t smell the chicken, feel the warmth pass through the styrofoam box, or feel his forty-six-year-old joints popping at the knees in a chair in his office instead of his bed, so it wasn’t. The clock read midnight. He opened the packaging, broke apart the cheap chopsticks, and started.

This was going to clog his veins full of GMOs and oil, but his men weren’t going to find him dead from starvation the next morning. That was its own victory.

Next Day

6:00AM. Walking down the halls of the precinct, Bill spotted Kara at her desk maybe half-slouched in a war with exhaustion she may or may not win. Should’ve went home sooner. A cup of hot coffee slipped beside her hand.

“Looks like you’ll need it,” he said. Then he disappeared just as sudden as he came.

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❛ well, the short version… not dead. ❜

She’s barely completed her sentence before Helo launches himself at her –  ❝ Gods, Kara! ❞   he breathes her name like a prayer. He doesn’t know how she’s here, now, after all this time --- but Karl is the LAST person to question it. Not after she’d been there for him.       She’s engulfed in his embrace, a big bear hug, lifted off her feet and spun and, yes, his face is buried in her neck because FRAK. He might not have been lost without her ( not like Apollo ), but Galactica was far too quiet for his liking with no Kara Thrace to liven it up.   ❝ You’re a sight for sore eyes. ❞ 

@vipercrash. meme.