sisabet

Oh, Daddy Adama, while I love you a lotly, I am not blind to the fact that while you are indeed a Daddy Adama, you are not the best daddy in the world. Or space. Or whatever. Luckily, at least to me, you are hotness with your bad-daddyness.

This brings us to Starbuck whom I might love more than any other fictional outer space person in several galaxies and at least two universes, Aeryn Sun not included. Poor Starbuck just doesn't know that Daddy Adama is A BAD DADDY and it leads to badness. Or inevitableness. Or just gah.

Cause when Adama tells you "I'm gonna love you like my very own son" that should be a *good* thing, right? Except alls anyone has to do is look at Leemo and know "OH FUCK, RUN!" right?

Anyways, go see jarrow 's fantastic vid cause he puts all this much much better than I can. And he does it to the perfect song with the perfect timing and the pain and the sorrow and the hurt and hell, there is a WARNING on this thing which right away means it is up my and most of your alleys. Goddamned abusive cycles in space.

And then stick around for hugs.