just_reading_u

just_reading_u @ 2009-03-24T02:57:00

2009-03-23T23:58:01Z

I have a few questions.
1. I was wondering if I'm wrong - I got the impression there's no (or very few) of Mary McDonnel in SciFi videos (in Eick's Video Blog for e.g.)? If she is in some of those, can you point them out for me - my connection is really slow...

2. Had anyone heard anything about Adama/Roslin deleted scenes from s4?
3. I don't remmember where I heard it, but I think Eddie once talked about a new movie focusing on the missing year on New Caprica and even said something like we're gonna see Adama got laid? Am I imagining things??

Thank you all!

New angsty (I think) fic.

2008-06-29T17:26:02Z

Title: Only Human
Summary: I'm a cylon.
Rated: MA
Categories: Drama, PWP
Genres: Angst
Warnings: Graphic Sex
Word count: 654

Spoilers: none as far as I can see, but let's say a tiny one for the "Revelations" to be on the safe side.

Disclaimer: Not mine!

NO FLUFF, BE WARNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's set, I suppose, after the revelation of the final four.

In my opinion it's rather dark, and violent (not very) and it's angsty smut. At least I believe so, but I'm not sure, 'cause it's my first attempt at writing smut or angst and so it can be just crappy...

But the plot kept popping up im my head, so if you please read and say something I'll be greateful!

Only Human

***

I'm a cylon.

(pause)

It's not a joke.

(pause)

And stay away from the frakking mirror - human race's kinda short of certain things nowadays.

(smirk)

***

She wasn't expecting this. She wasn't expecting anything actually. She simply didn't care anymore.
Still she felt a pang of surprise when she ended up on the floor, hitting the back of her head, his hand on her throat.

How dramatic...

She tried mechanically to inhale, but failed 'cause his lips were on hers and instead of oxygen filling the lungs she felt his tongue filling her mouth.

***

He kissed her until she saw flashes of spectral colors under her eyelids. She even thought this may be it when he pulled away, loosening the grip on her neck, dragging a shuddered breath.

She had no opportunity to move as he slid one hand under her blouse and found her breast (another one), crushing her with his weight, pushing her bra up and out of the way, squeezing the nipple, eliciting a low moan.

Not that she wanted to move.

Not that she needed to.

Supporting himself on one hand, he rolled her over to her stomach like a doll, yanked - skirt up, panties down - and in one swift motion he was inside of her.

Painful.

Maddening.

Arousing.

Grumbling "frak you" to her ear. Biting her neck, her shoulder, leaving bruises (who cares), drawing blood (who cares) thrusting hard. As hard as he can, as deep as she can bear, probably a bit deeper (who cares), gripping her hair, turning her head in an awkward angle to kiss her, to suck, to bite sharply at her lower lip (who cares) and thrusts, thrusts, thrusts, thrusts.

She manages to extract one hand, reaches upward and grips his buttocks.

C'mon!

He groans angrily and her hand is pinned down to the rough surface in a blink of an eye.

Not her rules anymore.

So she lifts her ass willingly as his hand slides down to her core.

Just to the right spot.

He strokes once, twice, three times and (oh Gods) she comes undone under him.

Loud, so loud.

Bringing him with her.

Frak you... Laura!

With something that sounds like a sob he rolls them to the side, spoons himself behind her burying his face in the auburn mane, holding her with all his might (so tight, so tender), choked whisper over her ear.

Laura, Laura, Laura, oh my Laura...

***

It's gone, the cancer.

(pause)

Benefits of being a frakking skinjob.

(chuckle)

Next moment he's on his feet.

Get up!

Then he watches, face twitching, as she calmly adjusts her clothes, neatly tugs in the blouse, straightens the skirt, combs fingers through the unruly strands and retrieves her glasses.
More presidential then ever.

***

I can't let you live.

You can't.

I have to kill you.

Please, do.

I can't...

What?

I can’t live without you.

Apparently...

All in all, four heavily armed marine guards (she could be dangerous, you know) escorted her along oh so familiar path. All this happened before and all will happen again.

Including that ridiculous brig.

***

He comes over shortly after, Admiral’s mask firmly in place, fists clasped on both sides.

Open up!

When she stretches out her hands through the bars submissively, for the restrains to be put on -
(I'll be a good girl, I know the rules, l'll cooperate)
- she almost sees his groin twitch involuntary at the sight.

(sneer)

He checks thoroughly (deathly silent) through her cell, the cot (to make sure the sheets are fresh), the food tray, even sniffs the water and adjusts the air-conditioning system to the pleasant warmth.
With that done he's gone.

But she knows for sure he will come back. He’ll hate his own guts, but he will come back anyway.

Again. And again. And again.

He's no more than human after all.

The End.

If it's not totally hopeless, please say what's wrong with it, okay?

New Little A/R Fic

2008-05-24T18:27:20Z

Title: Trouble Shooting
Summary: Roslin is not talking to anyoner's back, even the one of the fleet Admiral.
Rated: T (of maby M for the topc)
Categories: General, Humour
I was extremely inspired by LilStrawbaby's fic She Drove Herself To Madness With A Silver Spoon. So, with LilStrawbaby's permission I took the cutest frase from it and played a little. Hope you like it!

Spoilers: S3, The Eye of Jupiter, deleted A/R scene.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners.

"Raise her as a human, keep her close and see how she developed..."- she trailed off.
Entering the head she realized Adama was shaving. Shaving? Well if he does so every time he's pissed off with her its strange something still grows there...

"You also might recall at the time you were very close to Sharon or becoming so. It was uncomfortable for the fleet".
Pause. No answer.
"So I decided not to tell you."
Pause. No answer.

All right, Laura Roslin is not talking to anyone's back, even the one of the fleet Admiral.
"All right, Bill, I don't know what do you want me to do here? Should I leave? Or should I fall to my knees and suck your cock like the rest of your crew?"

Adama was going to say something, apparently about her leaving, but his jaws just slammed shut with the loud knack at her late comment. His hands dropped immediately to clasp in the region of his groin, 'cause his uniform trousers suddenly became way too tight. He turned his head, water ludicrously sipping on his tanks, towards the voice to face the President in a full tempting/teasing mode. Oh frak.

With a seductive smirk she made a few steps forward, closing the small distance between her and frozen Adama, lowered her eyes to Bill's clasped hands, back to his face, and started, very slowly, to lift her skirt inch by inch, bending a knee a little at the same time.
"As far as I see my last suggestion gained me some of the precious Admiral's attention, so I just can't afford to waste such a ch..."

He finally managed to make his muscles work; hardly tearing his gaze from a pair of the best legs he ever saw he grabbed her forearms, pulling her up.
"Laura, uh... no... yes... I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention... I unconditionally accept your choice, there's no need to..." Well that was something to die for - the almighty Admiral sputtering like an unprepared student in front of the teacher!

"If I had this effect simply suggesting doing a thing of a sort, what would happen to the poor man if I actually DO it?" - Laura smirked, walking down the corridor. "I think I'll save it for a time he'll try to throw me to the brig again" - she entered the hangar deck and headed for the raptor.
"Still, it's too much fun to wait for a long time, isn't it?"

The End?
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Please say something! Especially about mistakes - no beta!!!!!

Pix from S4E7 Guess What's Coming To Dinner

2008-05-18T16:36:05Z

It's Roslin/Zarek/Adama Jr. thing, so don't go futher if you can't stand the thought!
Totaly spoilerish - everything's under the cut!

From the only Roslin/Zarek/Adama Jr. scene in the ep.

Whay had't she told me??? Lee???

Me? What about me? She didn't even let me in last night!

Oh, shit, I'm gonna pay so hard today!

"Laura's whipping boys"

Girls. Just love the viev ( so do the boys)!

New Fic "The Guilt"

2008-05-16T21:26:17Z

This is the second fic I wrote in my life. No beta, so it sucks. Well, it sucks anyway I'm afraid...
This is the first chapter, please tell me if you don't want any of this stuff anymore! Or if you want some...

Title: The Guilt
Summary: "Captain Apollo. You remember that? I always thought it had such a nice ring to it. I am so, so sorry for you now..."
Rating: K+ (MA in future)
Spoilers: S2-3 for the first chap.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just borrowing them...

Chapter 1

He drunk himself into sleep for many nights already, but it wasn't getting any better. It was becoming an obsession. He reckoned he was loosing it.
He woke up in the middle of the night, covered with cold sweat, with a terrible headache, terrible taste in his mouth and terrible thoughts.
Thoughts were the worst.

No, scrap it, the worst was the scene playing in his mind over and over again. Every waking hour, in every dream, sober or drunk – always the same scene.
Beautiful, helpless, pleading deep green eyes staring into his, perfectly shaped lips barely moving, whispering words that thundered in his ears:
"Please, don't do that... Please!"

She chose Daddy. No, actually she didn't, 'cause she didn't consider the son as a possible choice. The very moment a stone-faced Admiral showed up on the gods-damned planet, gun atilt, she was his, the "golden boy" beyond recall. It was logical, appropriate, and even politically correct. An image of the young Captain Apollo thrown out of the airlock in a blink of an eye.

He was angry, he was furious, he was ready to strangle with bare hands, but he didn't. She was dying. He couldn't sadden her beyond need with his complains, he was decent enough to respect her wishes.
But he was furious nonetheless.

He tried to talk to her once after she was rushed to Life-station for the last time. He wanted to explain how he felt, how much she meant to him, to say for the one last time that he's forever her Captain Apollo, but Daddy said she mustn't be disturbed and he obeyed. As usual. Coward.

He used to hide in the tiny storage room and pray. As heartily as he could. Hot tears falling freely down his cheeks.
"Lords of Kobol, don't take her, please, don't take her! I'll do anything, I'll die if needed, I'll agree to never see her or talk to her again, just let her be, I beg you, just let her exist! Somewhere, anywhere, just don't take her, Gods, please don't take Laura Roslin from this world!"

TBC (I hope...)

A/N: It's gonna be kinda hard on Lee for some time, and if I manage to go far enough - will depend on actual s4 plot, but we never loose hope, don't we?

The Ties That Bind

2008-04-22T20:58:16Z

I've uploaded the full episode from S4 - The Ties Taht Bind on Megaupload. Sorry for the Russian voiceover...

Dirty Hands

2008-04-22T12:38:45Z

I've uploaded two clips from Dirty Hands (from BSG season 3) on my YouTube channell. The clips are with Adama/Roslin of course=)
You may want to have a look here (spoilers for s3 obviously)though they are with Russian voice-over, until they're deleted according to NBC claim...

Another picspam or A bit of Laura drinking

2007-10-20T21:35:09Z

Wonderful scullymouse rose up a subject that gives me so much pleasure - Laura drinking, relaxing, having fun, "being a lil silly" *smirk*. I allways wanted to share one observation, now I have a cause to do it.

So, here we go, the same ep about tilium strike.
She talks to Chief after all's over.

She offers him a drink, he says he'd enough and he actualy looks a little drunk!
I dont think one is enough for Chief, and I don't think he drank more then Laura while talking to her (he's not Tigh after all). So the good half of a glass she poures herself now is third at least or even fourth!!!

She drinks and... she flirts!! I mean look at the posture. Don't think she does it on purpose, but still, she's a real woman, so she flirts!

She just swallowed some of, I think, Chief's Finest, and didn't even flinch! (lousy pic, sorry).

So, Scully, she definitely can drink anyone under the table!

just_reading_u @ 2007-10-20T21:52:00

2007-10-20T18:06:07Z

Just watched Razor flashbacks on youtube... Made some caps and some observations.

Well, I'll prefer his girl to be more red-headed, curly and green-eyed and less look like Carolane or even #6 (on this cap at least, tell me I'm not crazy!!!!):

And the guy is definitely good and really looks like EJO (or Adama)!

Screencaps that caught my mind & question!

2007-10-18T18:49:58Z

Decided to put them under the cut... Better late than never...

Never paid attention to those before (sorry, awful quality):

Admiral's cleanindg after dinner, how nice *smirk* Tidy-tidy Bill *smirk*

Admiral and the napkin... Can't but imagine Bill serving dinner for Laura, tower on arm and so on... Ahhh...

Almost there, frak you Starbuck!

Look, honey, what I've got, such a nice thing for our boat (ship hehe)

And a question!!!!
What the hell is in the little bottle near the glass??? Anybody knows???

Camalla? Liquor?
Say something, please))

Babylon 5 screencaps

2007-10-17T20:57:43Z

Was trying to make screen-caps of Sheridan/Delenn scenes and got stuck in re-watching some series=)
Hope I still haven't annoyed you too much, Angela. Take a look at the pics in my scrapbook, if you want to...

Disgusting

2007-10-03T12:57:58Z

Have just read an article Galactica President Strikes Back Against Alleged Stalker...
Ms McDonnell is awesome, as always, but that girl... Awful. Dunno what to think.

just_reading_u @ 2007-09-19T18:25:00

2007-09-19T14:26:09Z

Re-watching BSG. AGAIN. With undying *smirk* pleasure!
In "Tigh Me up Tigh Me Down" they hate each other soo much (all of them indeed) and so very full of acid with every word and action, especially Roslin - demonstrating the best of her best "airlock" glares! This is absolutely perfect! LMFAO!

Two old snakes ;-)