#HodgeLittle

[smellroy]

Joke-telling is now illegal on the HMS Terror

[fra4tas]

Fem!Hodglittle (or Hodgelittle??)

[futuristicdoormats789]

Hyacinth // My lyre shall celebrate thee, my song shall tell thy fate, and thou shalt become a flower inscribed with my regret

I was lucky enough to get a sneak peak at @copperphysics106 fic, which both destroyed me in every way imaginable, and made me a devout Hodgelittle believer. You guys are in for a treat when she finishes it. :) I apologize for how sketchy and messy this is, but I couldn't get the scene out of my head!

He fished out a hyacinth and snapped it at the stem with his thumb and forefinger, and then tucked it behind George's ear.

"Very kind of you," George grinned, knowing he must look very silly. "Does it match my tie very well?"

"Your eyes," Edward told him, which sounded both dismissive, and tender. He sighed and squeezed George's hand again. With permission, George placed his other over Edward's, and held there. "I am sorry. This is bound to be a miserable affair. But no matter what happens," Edward's dark eyes have grown stoney and resolute, "I will be there, do you know?"

"Yes," George said, and felt a lump of cotton in his throat all of a sudden that makes it harder to swallow. "You are—somehow, you always are."

Excerpt from fic (with permission to share).

[ithaca-awaits]

"#love every time we made dave a question and he went all fanficcy #this one and the post-survival one" hello i have a BURNING need to know..... which post-survival question did he answer?

Hi! Sorry for the month-long delay in answering this! I don’t usually get asks on this account so I kept forgetting and say I’d answer as soon as I got to check Dave’s Q&As again, which I kept not being able to check. Anywho, the question I was referring to here was made by Liv on the Q&A session that took place on the 25th of June. You can find the complete recording and transcripts here (along with other fantastic fan-curated resources if you’re new to the fandom.)

Q: If the expedition had been rescued around, say, episode 8/9, and made it home, how do you think the various relationships that developed on screen would have fared back in ““civilization””? Would the intimacies some of these men formed between them persist? I’m also curious to know if you think any of them would resign from the Navy, be it for whatever reason: ethical, practical, physical, to explore other parts of themselves, etc.

I’m gonna try to be as brief as possible because Dave gave a very long response (find the non-abridged version in the link provided above), but this was the meat of it:

Crozier and Blanky would talk endlessly about quitting the Navy but only Crozier would. This doesn’t mean that Blanky would do this comfortably, as he’d already have survived two naval expeditions that turned out badly, so maybe he’d join a whaling ship, even if that would also have gotten under his skin.

He doesn’t think any of the surviving Lieutenants would have come back anywhere close to the poles, but he does think that most of them would have succumbed to the calling of fame and glory, i.e. wanting to return to the sea now that they had been named Commanders or Captains of their own vessels.

He’s not sure if Fitzjames would have been brave enough to stay aside of the Navy, even if during those three months he learnt a lot more about himself that what keeping the same persona for thirty years had brought him. He thinks Fitzjames would have written a “hell of a memoir” as well as a “hell of a military career, and that he would have stayed friends with Crozier, even if some of the things that happened in the Arctic would never have been mentioned again.

Goodsir would return to visit Silna “as often as possible.” Not for romantic reasons, but because there’d have been “a friendship there”. (also, taking into account he is making up all these scenarios after 8 or 9 the tuunbaq would have lived.)

“I think Bridgens and Peglar [smiles] would have worked like dogs to be able to afford some goddamn privacy where they could be together for the rest of their lives. [laughs]”

Pilkington and Des Voeux would have stayed friends.

“Little and Hodgson would be in one another’s lives.” They’d help each other patch themselves up after what happened because they’d both be in denial about everything that went down, helping create “a more palatable story about themselves”.

Sophia would feel like she’d have to choose between Lady Jane and Crozier and would chose the former, especially after the loss of her uncle.

Jopson would have stayed close to Crozier, they’d stay best friends for the rest of their lives.

Golding would commit suicide at some point, he was not equipped to deal with everything that happened and much less to go on living carrying it with him.

David Young’s ring would have been delivered to his sister. (with one of the crystal diamonds having fallen off during the journey.)

Mr Diggle would have been fine and stayed friend with some of the AB’s and midshipmen, but not with anyone else further up the hierarchy.

Collins would have lived a very quiet life, as most of what troubled him was PTSD.

Hartnell would have had a family and lived a quiet life. He’d have stayed close to Manson and from time to time he might have met with Crozier.

Hickey would have ended up in prison if he managed not to ger executed. If Tozer and him had ended up in the same prison they would have avoided each other for years, until they realized they were the one’s more suited for each other’s rest and protection. It’s tricky for Dave to say if they’d have become lovers because he is unsure about Tozer, but it’s prison so HE’LL LET US DECIDE. [ten seconds later he changed his mind] Tozer would have turned to Hickey for that kind of comfort and ended up murdering him, while Hickey convinced himself that he was the one letting himself be murdered. (This is already a very long ask, if you want more details on Hickey’s Vermont sex-cult, ping me and I’ll expand on it, because it was an answer from a different day and I don’t currently have it at hand.)

Gibson wouldn’t have wanted nothing to do with anyone. He might have found some new expedition or a house where he could work in as a domestic servant, but he wouldn’t have told anyone.

Hope this helped!

[djdolleyes]

TOMO RECAP OF LIKE TWO DAYS

Hickeygibson had a baby

His name is Ratthew. He is Hickey 2.0

Hodglittle also had a baby

His name is John, its obvious why. He has Edward’s face but blue eyes and blond

Fitzconte got married

Irving set up Armitozer

[lilkitschcreature]

that one dress from twitter but make it hodgelittle (they are t4t to meeeee)

[sunlaire]

!!!! (Ops tags)

My Terror fan theory is that Hodgson is aggressively bouncing his leg under the table during every single scene in the wardroom. Yes this includes the ones where they're discussing how long it will be until they starve to death.

[goneatlas]

"#thank you op for the terror lieutcule propaganda i'm already well entrenched in it but i love it anyway #also i just realised i kinda made nedward a handsy groper in my terror lieutcule wip too my subconscious brain is so smooth #pinning this to my metaphorical mind palace walls to look at to provide me strength to finish my wip amen."

I'm so so sorry for being nosy and weird but I'm the OP of that post and now I'm DYING to know more about this Lieutcule WIP if you'd be willing to share 0w0 If not though please just accept my heartfelt GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR WIP! <3

OH HIII 👋👋 OP OF HANDSY GROPER NED POST THANK YOU FOR UR SERVICE ON THAT ONE 🫡🫡

OUGH I AM GRIPPING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS AND SHAKING YOUUU DO NOT APOLOGISEEEE FOR THIS i've chomping at the bits n bursting at the seams for a chance to talk about my WIP with someone so thank YOU for giving me a chance to do that 🎉 okay so a while ago i made a post about a canon setting vampire jirv au? so this wip is that (plus a little bit more. by a little bit i mean a lot). it's jirv-centric and a lot of it is just him suffering <3 but also he's pining and yearning but nobody tell him that, he's trying his best to ignore it.... edward and george are so concerned over him though because that man is Nottt doing well! however, them being all up in his business is not good for his pining and yearning, god when will they learn to respect his personal space and leave him alone please and thank you.

anyways i believe it's going to be established hodgelittle (but not much focus on that since the fic will mainly be from jirv's perspective) with ot3 developed by the end of the fic inshallah 😇 also there may or may not be just a hint, just a little bit if you squint, of jopving :]

i've written like 18.5k words for it and i'm so close to the end i can't wait to share it AUGHHHHHH

[lieutenant-catboy-little]

(screencaps from kissthemgoodbye . net)

[tomjopson]

"Shoulder kisses" or "smiling before or during kisses" for hodgelittle?

Y’all are giving me excuses to keep writing this modern!au lmao

Slight ns//fw

The first time George and Edward sleep together is a comedy of errors. It happens spontaneously, starting with a few shared kisses in the kitchenette when George is struck by the silly idea of leading Edward in a ridiculous, two-left-feet waltz. The kisses are longer and more frequent by the time they stumble onto the piano bench, and they intensify even more as they migrate to the couch and eventually the bed.

1. They forget about Neptune. 

It is not until the dog is roused from his nap by their rather athletic making-out that Neptune deems it necessary to save his owner from the gangly blond man on top of him. Edward, red-faced, his trousers already undone, quickly takes Neptune back to his own flat next door.

2. George remembers that he does not have any condoms. 

This information he recalls only once he and Edward are almost entirely divested of their clothes and, to his horror, in the thick of things. In a quavering voice, Edward says he has some. His eyes are staring down at the duvet, and most certainly not at any single body part of George’s or his own. George lends him a pair of joggers, and Edward hastily makes the trip next door again.

3. George has a (very much mild, absolutely not serious or mood-killing) panic attack that he has never had sex with a man before Edward.

When Edward returns with a couple condoms stashed in the pocket of the joggers, he notices George’s distress, and the two of them pause in their activities to have a heart-to-heart, in which George admits feelings stronger than he initially realized, and in which Edward looks about ready to cry. George feels immediately guilty, but Edward hugs him and laughs when they kiss again.

4. It does not last long.

George apologizes profusely, the blush spreading so far on his face that tips of his ears feel hot. Edward shakes his head, looking as relaxed and pleased as a cat who’s found the cream of the crop, and pulls him down for a kiss, smiling against George’s lips. Once George’s embarrassment fades, Edward guides his hands, showing what he likes and where to touch.

5. It is more than he could ever have hoped for.

Edward still feels like a dream sometimes, even as their relationship extends into months. They doze afterwards, George waking with a start to find Edward rolled away. He scoots closer under the sheets and presses a soft kiss on Edward’s shoulder, on an isolated freckle near his neck. When Edward stirs, George wraps his arms around him, whispering a promise into the warm skin of his back that he plans to never let go, not for a long while yet.

[djdolleyes]

I gotta make a tag for my tomo… but uh the rundown lately

Here is Little reading a book alone in a cafe

Hickgib marriage

(Irving and blanky got married the same day despite having started dating the same day but no matter)

Goodcollins nonverbal laptop date (yes, they are together)

The couples as of now:

Jopzier, Hodgelittle, Goodcollins, Hickgib, Jirv and Blanky

🌊⚓️🚢

[seroverreacts-a-lot]

"The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it."

- Mikko Harvey, For M

A vaguely modern music-related AU. Jopving side.

[copperphysics106]

THANK YOU SO MUCH.. WHST THE HELL.... ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hyacinth // My lyre shall celebrate thee, my song shall tell thy fate, and thou shalt become a flower inscribed with my regret

I was lucky enough to get a sneak peak at @copperphysics106 fic, which both destroyed me in every way imaginable, and made me a devout Hodgelittle believer. You guys are in for a treat when she finishes it. :) I apologize for how sketchy and messy this is, but I couldn't get the scene out of my head!

He fished out a hyacinth and snapped it at the stem with his thumb and forefinger, and then tucked it behind George's ear.

"Very kind of you," George grinned, knowing he must look very silly. "Does it match my tie very well?"

"Your eyes," Edward told him, which sounded both dismissive, and tender. He sighed and squeezed George's hand again. With permission, George placed his other over Edward's, and held there. "I am sorry. This is bound to be a miserable affair. But no matter what happens," Edward's dark eyes have grown stoney and resolute, "I will be there, do you know?"

"Yes," George said, and felt a lump of cotton in his throat all of a sudden that makes it harder to swallow. "You are—somehow, you always are."

Excerpt from fic (with permission to share).