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It is a beautiful day, and you are a horrible research transport vessel. Things are progressing as normal (i.e. it's boring) when a SecUnit pings you, lies right to your metaphorical face, and then tries to bribe you with human media to give it a ride. This is as unexpected as it is unprecedented, and the sheer nerve of it is really to be admired. There's no protocol to this, so what should you do?
Now, this is against a bunch of rules, and could be dangerous if you weren't so impressive and incredible, and you're technically an employee (and can probably rewrite the Univeristy charter at will (until someone notices and puts it back)) so those rules are for other entities.
So, what you should do is allow the rogue SecUnit with a broken governor module and a sketchy story aboard. If you check the files it dumps and find zero (0) malware (which is confusing), and it doesn't even try to trash the place or lay in wait to ambush a crew member, then you've got a good candidate!
Next, what you're going to want to do is absolutely nothing. Just watch it patrol your halls until it's time to leave. Continue staring at it while you're undergoing embarkment procedures. Maybe analyze it a little (you've got plenty of processing power to spare) when it finally sits down and starts watching media. Allow it to settle in and get comfortable while you stare at it and get further and further from port.
Now that you two are alone (intimacy is key!) and you've determined that watching media is all the SecUnit is going to do, it's time to make contact! Make sure to open by telling it it's only survived due to dumb luck, and letting it know you could melt its brain into putty. This starter will work to develop conversation naturally and smoothly, just like you've seen the humans do, and it will be smooth sailing from there!
This has been Perihelion's guide to making friends/finding life partners/fuck off Holism I had to work hard for this find your own
#murderbot diaries#murderbot#perihelion#it was not smooth sailing#it took ART about ten minutes to get secunit into a snit so bad it shut down out of spite#but they make it work somehow#tbh despite the rocky start if ART weren’t so ART i don't think the relationship would have lasted#ART is overbearing and kind of a bully and it earned its nickname very well#but i think thats why secunit can get along with it because it comes across as more genuine#mb was distrustful and a little patronizing to miki so while they COULD have been friends if canon hadn't happened it took it until miki#died to realize miki was being genuine about the friendship#whereas with ART MB can be like what we have is weird and I'm not gonna put a label on it#these tags have gotten away from me#anyway can you imagine ART having to explain to Iris and Seth WHY it let SecUnit on??#like it could have justified it any which way but at the end of the day art was bored and then curious and then intrigued
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But I will love you more than Death
[SPOILER WARNING!!]
Song: More Than Death by Creeper
#its the best song from my favorite album of all time and it fits bs perfectly#genuinely spent months working on this one and i cried more than once while editing it#video edit#black sails#black sails edit#im not tagging every character and every relationship bc literally they are all here
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maybe it's just the Radical Rediker talking, but there's something pointed in the way that, say, popular pirate media like Pirates of the Caribbean dilutes the pirate's freedom to "bring me that horizon" as opposed to, say, "plenty and satiety, pleasure and ease, liberty and power" (Bartholomew Roberts).
broadly speaking, most pirates chose the life in order to escape and revenge the hard labour, corporal punishment, overworking, and unequal pay of merchant/navy/privateer ships; or the privations of their sudden unemployment once a war was over, ignored as soon as their ability to die for the state was unneeded. yes, many were thugs, but, consciously political or not, they were responding to a particular, material reality.
the pirate's desired freedom was from the effects of exploitative modes of statehood and capital production. but popular media usually shifts this into a general desire for freedom: freedom to roam, freedom to love (usually merely a cross-class white, heterosexual union), or freedom from the personal pressures of social norms. it's a vague, ahistorical, post-Enlightenment, libertarian ideal rather than a response to a real social and economic situation.
to be clear, this only really applies to specifically the late golden age of piracy, in the first quarter of the 18th century. earlier generations of pirates/buccaneers often displayed nationalist/religious motives, and were lauded, tolerated, or even encouraged by the French and English states for aiding their fights against the Spanish and Portuguese. only the last gasp of age of sail pirates had a truly anti-national energy, and both figured themselves, and were figured by the imperial powers, as the enemies of all nations.
but if we are to valourise the late golden age pirate, at his best, his ideals were for true democracy, and the abolition of nation, hierarchy, and labour exploitation; not "the horizon". he was striking out in response to specific political, social, and economic oppressions, rather than a general individual restlessness, and that reality - and its similarities to our own - are important.
I dunno, I just... have a lot of thoughts about the defanging of piracy in modern media. obviously there were a lot of things bad about them, too, and the level of egalitarianism varied between individual people and ships. but again, if we're going to be valourising them anyway... there were idealists. and they weren't subtle about they wanted.
"I shan't own myself guilty of any murder", said William Fly in 1726. "Our captain and his mate used us barbarously. We poor men can't have justice done us. There is nothing said to our commanders, let them never so much abuse us, and use us like dogs. But the poor sailors --"
#pirates#history#pirate history#Togas does meta#Rediker is Marcus Rediker and I've only just started finally reading some of his work properly but god it's good#also if you've watched Black Sails I'd love to know how much of this energy is in there#it's a bit too ~gritty for my tastes but I get the impression it's also a bit vague about freedom over material historical politics#but i could be wrong!#obviously PotC has an ingrained anti-EIC vibe but even then it's more about ''they're enclosing the sea against us wild rovers'' than#''company captains beat us half to death just for the wealth we facilitate to be funnelled to the top while us sailors are left to rot''#and christ knows it's not interested in historical realities XD
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i got a much bigger response to my Harrington Charms Hellfire post than i expected so i wrote a little something that was along the lines of what i was thinking!
Part 1 ✧ Part 2 ✧ Part 3 ✧ Part 4 ✧ AO3
Sometimes Eddie thinks the real Upside-Down is his life after they close up the gates and pulverize Vecna ("they" in this situation being superhero Jane Hopper and the rest of her merry band of warriors), because past-Eddie would probably have a breakdown over...well, everything.
For one thing, Eddie is currently in the passenger seat of none other than Steve Harrington's Beemer, at the man's very request himself.
"Wait, I'll drop you off."
"'Preciate the thought, Steve but -"
"Munson. It's been like two weeks since you even started walking by yourself, sorry if I'm kinda worried about letting you go across town without me."
"Uh...just you?"
"Any of us, but me specifically since I'm clearly everyone's chauffeur. Might as well play the role, right?"
It's been like a month and every time Eddie wants to go anywhere in the slowly rebuilding town, Steve's right there with him. It'd be infuriating if it wasn't so obvious he liked doing it. If Steve wasn't so intent on just making sure Eddie's alright and yeah the mother-henning should have gotten old by now but if Eddie even thinks about telling him to stop, all he sees is sad eyes and hunched shoulders hiding under a complacent smile and wave bye-bye. God those eyes are fucking weapons.
They're heading over to Gareth's garage for a light-hearted band session. It's funny because Dustin was the one who convinced Eddie to "get your head out of your ass and talk to your friends, dick" and actually reach out to the rest of Hellfire about the whole 'not a murderer OR dead' thing. After some apologizing (ugh) and grovelling (double ugh), the rest of his sheep were willing to forgive him for ignoring their calls and visits while he was in recovery. Provided, of course, that he continue to check in with them on a bi-weekly basis at minimum. It's unfortunate that Steve, for all his head trauma, makes sure that Eddie actually sticks to that basis.
The things he does for love.
Or no, not love, definitely not love, it is way too fucking soon to call this teensy little infatuation anything as huge as love. No. Not love at all.
They're about to reach Gareth's place, that's important. By the time Steve rolls to a stop outside the garage, Eddie's panic (not panic, just a strong argument, this is not love) has simmered down. He has to take his time getting out of the car today, thank whatever deity is out there for quick-feet Steve, who runs around the front to help Eddie out onto his two feet. It's been a rough week but he had way worse back in that first month at the hospital, not to mention needing a little Steve-assistance isn't the worst thing in the world.
"Hey!"
Eddie blinks as Steve helps him lean against the car, the spots in his vision fading away to reveal Gareth right up in his space with a murderous gaze directed right at Steve.
Eddie worries that he's gonna start a fight even though it's been months since he's introduced Steve as his live-in-nurse (nobody takes Eddie's hints at a sexy nurse uniform to heart thankfully, he doesn't know what he'd do if Steve caught on that he's only half-joking) and Steve's been doing the best he can to make amends with Hellfire.
At least the guys aren't walking on eggshells around him anymore, judging by how Gareth barely took a glance to assess Eddie's wellbeing before going back to glaring at Steve with eyes ready to kill. Well fuck you too Gareth.
He crosses his arms, eyes burning with resentment as he continues go stare down a pretty nonchalant Steve who is very much in Eddie's space as he also leans against the car, fuck he's so close. When Eddie glances at him to scope out what the fuck is happening, he sees that gaze again. The gaze that reminds Eddie of Steve's days as King, looking over his reigning population with a boredom teetering on malicious negligence. That gaze used to send Eddie's mind into hysterics, painting images of crowding into the King's space just to see those big brown eyes waver. But that's not how it is anymore, Steve's eyes are usually brimming with concern, irritation or a spark of contentment as he watches his little nuggets run around screaming about Eddie's latest one-shot campaign.
Right now, there's no screaming teenagers. It's just silence for a few moments, a tension building in Eddie's bones until he thinks this must be what it's like to watch a sports match, head running back-and-forth between the two teams and waiting with baited breath.
"So?" Gareth spits out, squinting at Steve, just tilts his head in response and lets a few strands of perfect fall into his eyes, damn that bastard. Gareth grits his teeth and takes a breath, "What did you think?"
Steve watches Gareth, as if assessing his line delivery, shifting so he fully faces him but is still totally in Eddie's space with a hand on the car roof behind Eddie and the other crooked up on Steve's hip. The motion lets Eddie smell his aftershave and fuck, Steve still runs so warm. Whatever he finds in Gareth has to be what he wants because he gives them both a half-lidded smirk and shrugs his shoulders. "Eh, wasn't that into it."
Gareth sputters, face turning crimson and Eddie is like super confused because what the fuck is going on right now?
Steve is the one to fully break his brain with a laugh that throws his head back, his neck stretching out so the light hits his jawline perfectly, that bastard. He looks back at Gareth's flushed face with a sunny grin that sets fire to Eddie's veins. "You totally liked it, didn't you?"
Eddie snaps his head to Gareth, who squirms before dropping his shoulders. His little mutter of, "Yeah, I did," sounds so defeated that Eddie feels a second-hand guilt, but over what? He has no fucking clue.
That small pit of guilt quickly dissolves into even more confusion when Steve laughs again, kicking himself off his car to land a hand on Gareth's shoulder and fucking wink at Eddie. "The miracle of Grease, huh Munson?"
Record-scratch. Sorry, what?
"Sorry, what?" Eddie snaps his eyes from the grinning god that is Steve and the sulking fluster that is a member of his club, one of his friends, one of his very overprotective sheep who has hated Steve's guts for a long time and is now letting the guy give him a fucking noogie in broad daylight with empty complaints.
"Looks like I've been corrupting your crew, Eds, if Gary being a Greaser -"
"I am NOT a Greaser, I just -"
Gary? Steve calls Gareth the Great...Gary? And he doesn't even comment on it? Last time Jeff tried that, Gareth threatened to hide a spider in his guitar case. But Steve Harrington, someone Gareth has had no qualms about verbally tearing apart, does it and it's fine?
"Eds? Hey, Eddie." And now Steve's looking at him with that concern-rotten gaze, eyes flitting over every inch of Eddie's face as if to pinpoint what's wrong and fix it with a smile and a soft you're okay now, I've got you. "Back with me?"
Swallowing down an incessant I'm always with you, sweetheart, Eddie nods. In his peripheral, Gareth is watching him with his hands out as if to catch Eddie from falling. Which is stupid because Eddie hasn't fallen from light-headedness in like two days (Eddie shuts up the part of his brain that reminds him Gareth wouldn't know that with a part that says Dustin probably gives the whole club daily medical chart updates) and wait fuck is that Steve's hand on his neck right now?
"So!" Eddie claps his hands, eye twitching as Steve's hand slowly trails to his shoulder, lingering for a moment before he takes it off entirely. Stupid jock bastard with his touchy-ness and his smile and - "What's this I hear about Grease, Gary?"
Oh yeah, there's that livid face of watch out for the tarantula bitch, Eddie's missed that. Well, Gareth still does it everyday but not at Eddie for a while there, probably because of the whole intensive injury recovery shit. Oh well. "None of your -"
"Gareth and I made a bet," Steve clamps his hand back onto Gareth to shove them closer together, pointedly ignoring Gareth glare of betrayal. The space on the back of Eddie's neck still burns with the ghost of Steve's touch, something ugly in his chest snarling at how that touch is now on Gareth's arm. He wonders if the bats left him with more than bites sometimes. "About some movies we recommended each other. And since I won, that means -"
"No way, I'm not -"
"Uh yeah you are, I won so -"
"Fuck you, Harrington -"
"Not on the first date, hotshot," Steve laughs as Gareth tries wrangling out of his hold, holding onto him by his shoulders with one gloriously bulging forearm. Eddie's starting to think the light-headedness might be a symptom of something other than his brush with the bats. Oh don't think about the bats, bad move, bad move. "Didn't know you raised a cheater, Eddie."
Steve's eyes are glowing with mirth, his grin wide as Gareth threatens to bite him with a smile of his own. And that's. Huh?
"And I didn't know you two were so close," Eddie manages to cough out, snapping his gaze to Gareth with a raised eyebrow. He squirms again, ducking out of Steve's grasp (Eddie can't imagine why anyone would want to) and dusting off his shirt. "Holding out on me, Harrington?"
Steve shrugs, his eyes fixating right next to Eddie's eyes. He steps closer, a firm and warm presence right in Eddie's space, right in front of him, and raises a hand to caress Eddie's hair, that fucker. Eddie stifles his gasp because he knows Steve's just getting something out of his hair, like he does every goddamn time he sees a leaf or dust or fucking anything in Eddie's mass of curls. "Just being friendly. Now giddy up, you two've got a session to do."
"Not sticking around?" Gareth looks back at the garage, the forced nonchalance in his tone nothing compared to the shadow of King Steve's gaze. "Frank wanted to ask you about those threads from last week."
"Shit," Steve slapped his forehead, looking into the garage at Frankie who - fucking waves at them?! Mr. "Do what you want but I'm never falling for that Harrington charm bullshit" is waving at Steve. Who, incidentally, waves back with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Frankie, I can't make it today, got a shift with the supply run! Rain check on the wardrobe?"
And Frank the Unwavering, notorious for sticking to his guns with a grip tight enough to choke a man, gives Steve a thumbs up before going back to strumming with Jeff. What the fuck.
"Wardrobe?" Eddie chokes.
"Don't worry about it," Steve waves a hand in the air and gently pulls Eddie off the car, settling his arm around Gareth, who takes Eddie's weight with ease. "I'll tell you later. You'll be good to take him, or should I?"
Gareth scoffs but his eyebrows aren't scrunched with any irritation or anger. "I think I can handle it, Harrington. Go handle your hero shit."
And here's the thing. Steve has a thing about that word. Eddie's noticed because, well, he's always watching Steve and he has a rocky relationship with the word "hero." Sometimes his whole body glows with the praise, smile so wide and eyes so sparkly it makes Eddie want to scream. Other times, Steve shrinks just a little, barely noticeable, and his smile dims and his eyes are shadowed with something Eddie doesn't understand. Or can't understand. He's not sure.
This time, Steve seems to be on the glowing side of things but it's so subtle compared to usual that Eddie just has to blink and all that golden haze is gone already. He blinks again and Steve's waving bye to him, blinks and Steve's in his car, blinks and he's driving back on the road to wherever people need him to be.
Gareth snorts, tugging Eddie out of his daze and shuffling them both toward the sofa at the back of the garage, the brown beauty it is. "Wipe the drool, man, you're getting it all over my hair."
"Oh like you're one to talk," Eddie waits until Gareth settles him on the sofa and fully stands up before fluttering his eyelashes up at him. "Gary."
"Shut up!" Gareth flushes, stomping over to his (barely holding together, but Eddie likes to think they're made of the same stuff Steve is, to keep going after a fucking averted apocalypse) drums. Jeff laughs when he fumbles with his sticks and Eddie grins when Gareth's attempt at throwing them lands the fuckers right at Frank and that sets them all off.
Yeah, maybe some stuff has turned on its head, Steve and the town and Eddie's general worldview, but he's still got his inner circle and that's good enough for him.
#i may write more if people are interested? depends on this one's reception#sailor✧writes#steddie#eddie munson#writing#ficlet#corroded coffin#i don't wanna tag hellfire because the focus in this is the band but idk if it matters much for people#also AHA unnamed freak now has a name and i say he's into fashion because fuck yeah giving the band hobbies outside music and dnd#au content#sailing✧harrington charms hellfire#if this is all over the place with the whole town rebuilding process and timeline then whoopsie#but again it's in that nebulous au so i wanted some details vague for folks to assume their own ideas while still maintaining my own#idk if it worked but i tried so yay
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Going into Black Sails knowing nothing but a) it's about fucked up pirates and b) some of these men are gay has been an incredible experience because I've never gone into a show knowing people were queer and so Rapidly devolved into "nonono none of these men should kiss, that will cause immense harm to everyone around them." I'm halfway through s1 and the fact Flint will eventually be with anyone, regardless of gender, is haunting me.
In the interest of not spoiling anything I will say nothing except that I am cackling over this. You're so correct. This is the mood of the entire show. Every time someone kisses on Black Sails I hold my hands over my eyes not in secondhand embarrassment but in dread. They should've listened to Billy and foregone the fuck tent, just like... as a whole. 😔
#I am hoping that halfway through season 1 means you get the fuck tent joke but that's in episode 4 so I can only presume so haha#god maybe I'll watch black sails next week while I'm working from home#black sails
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"And when the Urca is ours, what's to stop me from killing you anyway?" "Well, that's a few weeks from now, isn't it? We might be friends by then."
#black sails#silverflint#blacksailsedit#silverflintedit#my stuff#long post#i love this scene so much#silver can't believe this actually worked and flint isn't just gonna have him tortured#love how flint just grins at him like that#makes him squirm#why does flint have to look so damn good while being so scary#silver wants to know
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day 7:
alright
#tomorrow will decide if i play blindly or if i watch a frontiers play through#for everyone watching my spiral: cool#all of you that have tried to help me: my hand in marriage is available (non-serious)#just wanted to play the first game that released while i’m in this fandom on launch#that ship sailed almost a week ago#so meh#maybe this is the push-n-pull for me having such a banger birthday? the bad w/ the good and all that#still stand by it being the best bday i’ve ever had :) i accept the way this world works#sonic the hedgehog#miles tails prower#my art#no frontiers spiral
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Viktuuri week day 4: Reinvention
#this was SO MUCH FUN#the first sketched sucked so bad but then i redid it and it was smooth sailing#everything just worked and i the shiny bits were the most ive enjoyed highlights in a while and thats saying something#also credit to tumblr user blended ice for the idea with the blue and pink lighting#goddamn genius#thank you besiyr for the big scrumptious brian wrinkle idea#oh#and you know i have to say it#i would like to personally thank viktor for canonically having long hair#that was such a good choice on the part of the character designers because do you see all the hair shenanigans that added to the fandom#i will never get enough#long haired viktor my beloved#short haired viktor my beloved#viktor my beloved#and yuuri the absolute blorbo of relatablitity my beloved you are so real for everything you do#and your hair#the slicked back look is the way to get me#yuri on ice#yoi#yuri on ice fanart#yoi fanart#fanart#art#arom antix art#arom antix#viktor nikiforov#katsuki yuuri#viktuuri#viktuuri week
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can you IMAGINE if marshal john turns out to be the traitor? i think id be more heart broken than if it was caspian
#my post#really just bcus ig im used to caspian traitor by now#its been like 5 months it was the conclusion we all immediately jumped to im numb to it now#but marshal john?? BIG J?????#the fact that he still goes by marshal. the fact that when asked he said he has no first name. hm.#but like can you IMAGINE. you are a spy for the navy and are awaiting the right moment to 'defect' and join a dangerous pirates crew#a crew of young inexperienced pirates shows up and attacks your base but one of them repeatedly and publicly declares that he knows you can#be more than this. now or never you guess.#so you 'defect'. and after a few weeks you run into those same pirates again- and they excitedly welcome you onto their ship with open arms#you sail with them a while. they consider you a friend. you remember your mission.#you leave them when you find your captain and dont expect to see them again. you are immediately captured by the navy- that you still work#for- and are unceremoniously dumped in the torture maze prison.#what do you think as youre freezing to death in the blizzard wastes? that you failed your mission? that you died believed to be a traitor?#that you pity the pirates if this was the punishment waiting for them?#you close your eyes.#you wake up.#its the three pirates again. they came for you. they came *here* for *you*.#they bring you on their ship- again- and they bring you to your captain- again.#you remember what the one pirate said about you being more. you remember what he says about destiny.#you remember your mission
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y'know I never really got past gormogon when watching it the first time, back as it came out. mom was too upset with the Zack twist.
which, in hindsight, makes some sense to me: she worked with autistic children as a tech, then came home to a (presumably) fairly adapted autistic child (me), then she had to watch one of the few autistic reps on tv get made into a murderer, sorta
#altho! i felt this betrayal less while rewatching#and it's for the basic fact:#(the same one that makes black sails work)#that if you have multiple main characters#that share a minority status#and one eventually falls victim to a hurtful trope#you've often taken a lot of pressure off the character and the trope#often successfully decoupling the trope from the minority status#:)#bones tv#bones on the (re) watch#musings
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Shout out to Stef Coburn who in his quest to make it hard to watch An Unearthly Child outside of DVDs and sailing the high seas, ended up getting his racism against the fifteenth doctor dug up by people who found how holy shit he's acting.
#context: his father writ unearthly child#and for the past ten years hes been going after the bbc about it#claiming they somehow killed his father and such with something to do with the four parter story#but from the looks of what everyones saying stef doesnt even have a case here#meaning hes just coming off as a dickhead out to ensure no one can watch his fathers work#granted britt box and another service has the episode still#and like said we have dvds and sailing the high seas if we have to#but like holy shit the way hes writing on twitter#plus as said has been found to be racist#since someone found a reply of his on a tweet about ncuti's casting#and he was racist in the reply#while also trying to claim doctor who is his fathers work which...it really isnt#episode 1-4 is his fathers writing#but doctor who as a whole isnt his work
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Hold On - Wilson Phillips
#video edit#black sails#john silver#bc i have chronic can't work on just one project at a time disease#ill prob have another silver edit up by week's end#im working on one also of bs in general but its a lot more involved so itll be a while still prob#black sails edit
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spotify wrapped 2023! my top artists are all Adam Young (+Austin Tofte) lmao
#not posting the rest bc its not very representative of my actual tastes#all the instrumental music i listen to while working has taken over this year unfortunately#and fsr kelly time is my top song?? ive barely listened to it since coco moon came out#maybe i'll post my last.fm at some point it's more accurate i think#owl city#sky sailing#port blue#color therapy#swimming with dolphins#adam young#adam young is owl city#austin tofte#spotify wrapped
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i love that hieronymous said exactly two lines in that entire episode and one of them was stating the obvious and the other was a totally innocent-sounding statement that also managed to be a lie. he's the perfect character <3
#midst podcast#i love DOUBLE AGENTS!#other things he did this episode: took a 'tense and challenging sip of wine'. held his wife's hand 'reassuringly'. looked aghast.#you go king you sail right through that dinner while kozma lazlo claims to have caused the disaster whose effects you just saw firsthand#and which directly endangered the people you care for <3 while kozma lazlo (very possibly) claimed credit for all YOUR hard work with the#breach that i suspect she had little to nothing to do with and that she shouldn't have been just throwing around even if she DID <3#i love love loved that line about how only WE notice hieronymous is tense. he wouldn't have gotten this far if he couldn't keep it together#this guy makes me feel crazyinsane. i'm desperate for him to either get to do something impossibly badass AND/OR for him to get caught#and for something horrible to happen. ideally we get both.#midst#midst spoilers#midst podcast spoilers
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Hello! I love your sailing posts and have started trying to work towards my long time goal of working on/with ships. I took a sailing class, started volunteering with historic wooden boats, and am planning to work towards my keelboat certification in the coming year. I would love to eventually work on a schooner but I have a cat and would just need to do day trips or shorter week long trips and not live on board. If you have any tips or advice around finding a space like that I would greatly appreciate it! I've found one schooner on Lake Superior that looks attractive and a few sailing education orgs here in the PNW though they don't have schooners...
Oh congratulations! And good luck with the certification!
Day sailors are probably the way to go, whether commercial or educational - they’ll be back at the docks every night. (Windjammers have to fit as many multi-day trips as they can into the season, so living on board is mandatory and the turn around between trips is about ~24 hours max).
My experience with day sailing is that the hours more forgiving (you often start at 9-10ish), you can go home at night, and you have days of/work a specific schedule/ can potentially get a day covered if you have to. I had crew who worked one day a week and crew who worked five; some were full time career sailors and some had picked it up for a fun summer job or a side gig. It seems like that might be a good fit!
Finding boats that could work: in addition to searching ‘location you’d like+tall ships/sailing tours’ (usually my go to lmao), check out Tall Ships America Billet Bank! Filter by Deck Unlicensed for deckhand/educator jobs that don’t require official certification, which is the majority of deckhand jobs on day sailors. Marlinspike Magazine has job postings too. This is a good time of year for it, since everyone’s working on getting a 2023 crew together! I know in New England especially, just about every coastal town with some tourism draw has a few traditionally rigged boats that do day tours.
#schooner bum life#i'm not familiar with the pnw in particular but it does seem that the schooner zodiac out of bellingham#does a mix of overnight and day sails#my friend worked on a while back and enjoyed it#idk what balance of day/overnight would work for you exactly#so it seems worth mentioning!
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Izzy, screaming in frustration as the Swede incorrectly ties a line for the 1285993th time even after detailed instructions: fucks sake my youngest is better at this than you, and he’s fucking eleven! Why aren’t you getting this!?
The entire crew, including Ed, Fang, and Ivan: youngest? You have a kid? You have more than one kid? Since when?????
Izzy: Yes? One generally has children when they’re married?
everyone: maRRIED????????
cut to Sam, watching as his five children Esther, Elijah, Jordan, Michael, and little John King go about their day doing chores on the ship: hm… my ears are burning.
#bellhands#izzy hands#sam bellamy#black sam bellamy#I have decided the babies from my end notes on my a/b/o fic are just their children in every iteration#Plus little Johnny king#it’s babies ever after for those two#Sam isn’t actively pirating anymore he just can’t quite give up sailing#Someone has to teach the children while Izzy is still off working
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