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It's one sentence day over on Comment fic and that has apparently inspired me (to abuse the word "sentence", at any rate).
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ravenspear asked for Battlestar Galactica; Leoben (/or& any); hymns
It surged through Leoben every time he looked at Kara, a thousand voices thundering, weaving through aching highs and deep, ground-shaking lows, coalescing into a single song that he'd follow absolutely anywhere (and thank God she didn't know that).
badgerling asked for Stargate SG-1, Daniel/Cameron, the infirmary
Daniel stood at the gallery window, breath held tight, body so stiff it it was going to be one huge ache later, his focus tight on Mitchel's writhing body below; Jack backed out slowly, careful not to be noticed.
camshaft22 asked for Stargate SG-1, Cameron Mitchell, Snowfall
It fell all around him, dancing in the soft wind, glowing as it haloed his team, the powder downy against his face, sticking to his cheeks where they were wet, all that was left of an entire civilization landing on his eyelashes; Cam closed his eyes, wishing desperately for snow.
ravenspear asked for Battlestar Galactica; Leoben (/or& any); hymnsIt surged through Leoben every time he looked at Kara, a thousand voices thundering, weaving through aching highs and deep, ground-shaking lows, coalescing into a single song that he'd follow absolutely anywhere (and thank God she didn't know that).
badgerling asked for Stargate SG-1, Daniel/Cameron, the infirmaryDaniel stood at the gallery window, breath held tight, body so stiff it it was going to be one huge ache later, his focus tight on Mitchel's writhing body below; Jack backed out slowly, careful not to be noticed.
camshaft22 asked for Stargate SG-1, Cameron Mitchell, SnowfallIt fell all around him, dancing in the soft wind, glowing as it haloed his team, the powder downy against his face, sticking to his cheeks where they were wet, all that was left of an entire civilization landing on his eyelashes; Cam closed his eyes, wishing desperately for snow.