#terror posting

[rightintheghoulies]

And so is that...

[rightintheghoulies]

An attempt at a Fitzjames was made

Gold scraperfoil/ scratch art thingy

[laststandx3]

the terror fandom collectivly losing it over a 20 second bts smoke break perfectly parallels those men arctic starvatio-

[revolutionarygold]

In just ONE DAY!! my fic (with stunning art from @noughticalcrossings !!) for @theterrorbigbang will go live, so here's a snippet from my phone drafts that didn't make it into the fic as a teaser!

The Ao3 collection for this year's Bang can be found here and is full of some really excellent fic! You should check it out!

[tuungaq]

the terror corporate au where francis is a beleaguered CIO, james is a flashy CMO, sir john is the aging CEO, blanky is the long-suffering CISO, hickey is a corporate spy and silna is a land-use lawyer going after the company

[rubadubdub3nunsinatub]

After reading Erebus I've decided the thing really missing from the Terror is how much science those sailor boys were doing. Those bitches loved magnetism.

[rightintheghoulies]

Omg maybe Hickey was just autistic??

autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

[rightintheghoulies]

Been finding a few too many good text posts on Pinterest that remind me of someone:

Yep, you've guessed it!!

[laststandx3]

what are ur best terror ships??? /wllipt

so as you might have guessed I have a soft spot for hickey. so hickey/gibson and hickey/tozer are my faves.

Adding on this i can add the unappreciated and overlooked but with actually a lot of potential ship: gibson/tozer, hear me out: they're in a situationship with the same weird little guy but they're polar opposite (introvert vs extrovert, judgy vs friendly, self-reliant vs loyal, it's-not-personal-but-it's-finished vs get-me-off-these-chains-cornelius!, we'll-be-flogged vs walking to the gallows together aka not wanting trouble vs risking everything) and yet those two clever, practical, peaceful, skilled men fall for the same guy.

I think exactly for those contradictions they can have such an interesting dynamic.

If Billy had more scenes people would appreciate him more. Tozer gets flashed out a lot more, has different interactions and we get to see his character arc. Billy's arc tho happens mostly off-screen. even his talk with irving is off-screen. we don't see how billy reacts AFTER the flogging (it's implied he and hickey didn't interact much and that hickey spent more time with the marines) but then again we see so little from billy's pov one really needs to pay attention to him to notice the shades of his personality.

anyway. i got lost, back to the question: gibson/hickey/tozer is my ot3, because on one side

-> tozer adds a sense of stability to hickey/gibson that they alone don't have.

on the other side

<- gibson is the reality check to hickey/tozer. dont get me wrong but hickey/tozer is also (much slower than hickey/gibson) on a self-destruction path. you know tozer can't say no to hickey until it's too late. So billy would be the canary to the coalmine that can be hickey's lastest scheme.

basically I'm a hickey shipper, with the right setup i'm all for hickey/manson, hickey/irving, and even hickey/hartnell. hickey/goodsir too! i forgot about them

i see why people might enjoy hickey/crozier but i'm not part of the 'fuck that old man' club so i don't actively look up for those.

I can also see the appeal for hickey/jopson, but to me jopson isn't flashed out enough to be interesting. he's just very needy for crozier approval. to me he doesn't carry anything on his own, he's got eldest daughter syndrome and he's the guy from tweeter who says i don't have an opinion on my own, if a beautiful girl tells me to change my mind I will. but for crozier. sorry for the jopson enjoyers. nothing personal, that character doesn't resound with me. i don't have daddy issues.

other ships i enjoy are: tozer/armitage, manson/hartnell, heather/being alive, anyone/hodgson bc hodge is a case study, it's interesting for interpretation. honorable mention goodsir/silna

honorable non-mention bridgens/peglar, bc they're already happy in canon or into a realtionship of some kind so i don't feel the need to explore that more.

and this is it.

hope you found this answer interesting and...not to long and have a good day <3

[revolutionarygold]

Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: The Terror (TV 2018), Temeraire - Naomi Novik Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: James Fitzjames & Original Female (Dragon) Character, Francis Crozier & James Fitzjames, James Fitzjames & Henry T. D. Le Vesconte, James Fitzjames & James Walter Fairholme, James Walter Fairholme & Original Male (Dragon) Character, James Fitzjames & Stephen S. Stanley Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Death, Canon-Typical Body Desecration, Draconic Death, Alternate Universe - Temeraire Fusion, dragon rider au, Aviator James Fitzjames, Character Study, James Fitzgender, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Court Martials, Unreliable Narrator, Disassociation, nonlinear storytelling, Very Small Kaiju Fights, Pre-Slash, Pining, Myth making, Canon-Typical British Imperialism, Alternate History, Gratuitous Nicknames

Summary: If the ocean weren’t frozen over, though, they wouldn’t be out this far afield from the ships they’d been stranded on for nearing a year; they would be only a mile or so ahead, piloting Terror and Erebus through the ice labyrinth of the North and forging the last link between East and West, or towing them, should it prove necessary to do. This was what he had been sent for, he and Aurora and Walter and Ulysses, and now it was time to fulfill their orders.

In 1845, two Royal Navy ships and two Aerial Corps dragon crews left England in an attempt to finally discover a navigable passage through the Arctic. In 1847, Captain James Fitzjames struggles to shield his dragon from the fallout of a failing Expedition. In 1849, at a meeting of the Admirals of the Air, Captain James Fitzjames of Her Majesty's Dragon Aurora recounts the events of the disastrous Franklin Expedition to determine if he will be court-martialed for the loss of HMD Ulysses with all hands aboard. The truth lies lost on the ice, somewhere in the middle.

My entry for @theterrorbigbang is live today! A Temeraire universe fusion where James gets a dragon, the dragons get cold, and Fairholme just really never had a shot. Featuring stunning art from the lovely and skilled @noughticalcrossings! 

[rightintheghoulies]

MUST have happened in The Terror surely?

men invented maps they had to spread on tables so they could watch each other bend over hands flat arms outstretched

[tuungaq]

francis in episode 10: i’ve only known silna’s real name for a day and a half but if you don’t tell me which way she set off i’ll kill everyone in this camp and then myself

[rubadubdub3nunsinatub]

RIP Sophia Caracroft

You dumped a guy twice and 160 years later that guy's biographer is still mad at you for it

[rightintheghoulies]

HENRY GOODSIR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

U may be fooled by my constant melancholia and generally pathetic state of being but take heart in knowing that i am trying unfathomably hard to live

[3liza]

https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead

Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.

“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.

And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.

Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.

“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.

Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.

“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”

Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.

By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.

“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.

The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.

“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.

The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.

But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.

The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.

When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.

Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.

Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.

“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.

But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.

The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.

The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.

[logorrhea5mip]

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