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@jamesjamesonfitzjames
A new video: Harry Goodsir and Henry Collins set to Foundations of Decay.
I do not own this content; this video was created under fair use. I am not profiting off of this, etc. I do not own The Terror, Foundations of Decay by My Chemical Romance, etc.
what i think is really funny about hickey and crozier is that, really, there is very little tying them together narratively. they aren't parallells or foils or reflections of one another, their arcs are not dependent on each other, there aren't many prominent similarities or oppositions between them. the only reason they have any relevance to each other's stories is because hickey keeps on trying to insert himself as a narrative equal to crozier (which is why he's trying to create a bond between them with the whole 'being irish' thing, turning them into two sides of the same coin or something). he wants to be important in the stories of important people, but its all narrative fabricated by him
but the interesting thing is that if you look at what characters actually reflect hickey, it's not the high ranking officers. it's people like goodsir, who is an obvious foil to hickey in terms of capability of empathy and philosophical outlook on the world. it's people like hartnell, who parallells hickey in how they are both lashed, but then divert and develop from that experience in completely different ways. it's people whom hickey does not view as particularly important, who shouldn't be worthy of comparison to him. and god, he'd fucking hate that, wouldn't he?
Being crazy about a piece of media for any amount of time will leave a weird mark on you forever because years later you’ll see someone posting something about it like “can we talk about this frame” and you’ll be like “ah that frame. i know all about that frame. I was once a scholar of that frame.”
classic fitzconte yearning
FRANCIS CROZIER — 1.01 'Go For Broke' ◈ [crozier gifs] ◈
maybe they're all overworked and underfucked actually
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god. the modern AU fitzier image is so clear it's basically a hallucination. retired slut who thinks he's a bit too old to process his Gender Problems (jfj) looking to settle down and decides his best option is his older bisexual colleague who may or may not hate him (frmc) much to the dismay of literally everyone who knows them. hell for everyone in the workplace including them but excellent water cooler gossip for everyone so inclined
Silent Zone (2025)
Today's Problematic ship is the MV Thamesborg
The MV Thamesborg is a 173 m Dutch-registered general cargo ship. Around midnight UTC on September 7, 2025, while she was transiting the Franklin Strait of the Northeast passage en route from China to the east coast of Canada, she became stuck in the Arctic sea ice. According to the operator Wagenborg there have been no injuries to the crew or environmental damage. The Canadian Coast Guard has dispatched two ice breakers to assist the MV Thamesborg.
the terror (2018) x nintendogs (2005)
Terror Heritage Post
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tumblr is so so beautiful to me because where else would I see yaoi of my great great great great great uncle's failed arctic expedition
THE TERROR | 1.09
wip for the Edward Little girlies
i really like the idea of post-canon jfj returning to britain because he would just Not be okay. At all. which like obviously. who would be. but he would be so Uniquely not okay. we see through his storytelling and his confession to francis that he is always trying to create for himself a "great gilded life." and i love that phrasing. a Gilded life. because he passes off every horrifying terrible wretched thing that happens to him as a brilliant, daring exploit, and something that makes him Really Cool, actually. he turns every traumatic event he endures into essentially a form of marketing for himself. and their years in the ice are just about as bad as it gets. so what is someone whose primary defense mechanism their entire life's been turning their trauma into glory to do? continue doing that. build a new frame around themself. gild the walls of what they experienced. tell a story. retreat into the belief that you are better because of what happened, that it could not possibly have wounded you so deeply as you fear it did. and yet. and Yet. we saw throughout the entire expedition, but i'd say most especially after franklin died, just how Young james is. it's not obscure history to know he was passed over to lead the expedition because he was too young. and yet he had to lead it anyway, because franklin died like immediately. which was really embarrassing honestly. he had to be a leader and feel the crushing weight of everyone's death and everyone's suffering on top of his own and clearly in the moment he was Not coping well. and he would have to live with that after. obviously the degree to which things impact him would depend on when and how you choose to get them out of the ice, but he, and everyone he was close to there, would remember how undignified and painful it was. he can convince everyone who wasn't there that they were heroic and persevered off of honor and bravery---and doing even this much would require separating himself from everyone who Was on the expedition, because their undeniable and unforgettable suffering would be proof against the validity of his story---and to some extent he can convince Himself, but that all depends on the sensationalization; the dinners and dances and drama. it all depends on the story. and there's only so many times you can tell a story. there's only so many people that will listen. once it's been exhausted to every possible outlet---every newspaper has written about it, every family friend has heard about it---and the years pass, and the sensation dies, what's left? nothing. nothing but the suffocating reality of what you endured and the devastating lonliness you created to put off having to accept it. you are left with a deeply broken man who has completely isolated himself trying to ignore how broken he is. delicious
