#thatdeepandlovelydark

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

I do not know who gets 8 but it sounds funny.

the other day I was trying to think of what job a modern day Six would have. like, a fedex driver is very funny but does not let her get up to maximum bullshit. maybe a pilot who helps journalists get in and out of unstable/unfriendly places?

“I’m not sure how many coffees it takes to be happy, but so far, it’s not twelve.” 

Six is almost vibrating in place, a fine tremor in her hand. She adds another paper cup to her stack, lining up the lipstick mark with the others. 

“Christine has always come back to us.” Veronica points out, sipping her own gritty coffee and keeping an eye on the marketplace.

Six’s phone buzzes, unknown number. “hey babe coming in a little hot”

[heroofthreefaces]

top 5 pacifists

I wasn’t prepared to get asked back but okay, let’s see…

Hawkeye Pierce. “I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got thrown into this war I had a clear understanding with the Pentagon: no guns. I’ll carry your books, I’ll carry a torch, I’ll carry a tune, I’ll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to Old Virginia, I’ll even hari kari if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun.“

Meg Murray, who literally defeats evil with love.

Jesus of Nazareth. Because, in that culture, corporal punishment was to be administered by only the right or only the left hand, I forget which, so if you were receiving corporal punishment and you displayed your other side then your assailant couldn’t proceed without dishonoring himself. To turn the other cheek was to subvert your oppression instead of literally combatting it.

Princess Diana of Themyscira. “Don’t kill if you can wound. Don’t wound if you can subdue. Don’t subdue if you can pacify. And don’t raise your hand at all until you’ve first extended it.”

And finally the Doctor, who knows sometimes to keep the peace you’re left no option but to blow something up.

[i-run-a-red-dwarf-blog]

thatdeepandlovelydark reblogged your post and added: “I'm bored so how about a Red Dwarf AMA”

Was Season 1 Lister always that gross, or does he put it on to annoy Rimmer?

Hmm. 

I think it’s a mix of the two, honestly. He’s been on his own since he was 13 and his Gran doesn’t seem like the type to raise him to be a habitual neat freak, so he probably was decently slobbish, or at the very least naturally messy before he ever stepped onto Red Dwarf. Plus, with Me2, we see he’s still kinda gross when he has the room to himself, so it likely isn’t entirely a front for the sake of bugging Rimmer. (Plus I personally see Lister as depressed and uhh speaking from experience things like having a neat space and showering frequently and just kind of general hygiene can kind of fall to the wayside when it flares up badly but that’s just a personal character interpretation.)

That being said, I do think he exaggerates gross qualities that are already there to piss off Rimmer. Like, you know how if someone that you’re not mad at asks you to pick up your crap from the table you’ll be like “yeah sure” but if you are pissed at them you’ll probably, like, add extra stuff on top of what’s already there? I think it’s kind of a case of that where Rimmer would nag about something, probably in just the worst and most insulting way because of who he is a person, and Lister would his damndest to make it worse. Like, he probably didn’t do his laundry/change his sheets/whatever often enough to start with, but when Rimmer comments on it he’s probably like “guess I won’t do my laundry for a YEAR because FUCK YOU”. 

It’s a self defeating method of pettiness but also Lister can tolerate being totally gross more than Rimmer can tolerate being around someone being totally gross so it’s still a very dumb win for Lister. 

[dying-suffering-french-stalkers]

...I dunno if Tuco is a fave of yours, so how 'bout Blondie?

I do like Tuco!  I will read the ’70s AU I will I WILL

First impression So THAT’s where the ending of Curse of the Black Pearl came from!  Mostly I remember just thinking Blondie's outfit was rad and wanting to see what made him “The Good.”

Impression now I love how much he can care about others even though he tries to act like he’s Objective and Above All That; watching him try to pretend that This Was Pragmatic Actually is always great (even if it’s true).  Also @ all conservative dads: lmao imagine thinking Blondie is in any way heterosexual

Favorite moment I’m torn between the long, understanding look he shares with the Union soldier before handing back the bottle (+ blowing up the bridge later) and the subtly dread-filled “...Yah” he gives Tuco re: Angel Eyes’ promised “good treatment.”

Idea for a story I’m so sorry you guys, I haven’t had a proper story idea since high school.  I’ll need to mull this one over.

Unpopular opinion While he’s not exactly a terrific person, I do think he’s deserving of the “good” moniker in the film, as he’s the only one of the three who shows some real concern for other humans (who aren’t his relations) while pursuing the prize.

Favorite relationship In fic, I’m utter Blondeyes trash; in canon, I love his relationship with Tuco so much.  Bless you for your trio fic :D

Favorite headcanon Other than he and Angel banging by the campfire, you mean?  Well, I had previously headcanoned that Blondie, Manco, and Joe are all separate characters, but I like what @girlfriendsofthegalaxy said about the films being in reverse order.  Idk if this is a common thing or not in the fandom, but I need to rewatch the other two films and see what I like better.

[bleak-nomads]

for those that would ask, D and I have in fact, signed on to collab on the sequel to the 70s au and I am damn excited for that

[we-are-all-eventual-ghosts]

tillunatic

Maybe Angus Harry MacGyver since that's his grandpa's name. If it were up to me then I'd make his middle name 'Alex' as an X-Men reference

AHAHAHAHA - oh god, X-men *cries* 

thatdeepandlovelydark

I'd agree, he doesn't have one.

Boo. Well, I’m a sap for middle names (even though I personally hate my own. Then again, I hate my first name too), and it’s only used once in my fic. 

constantbellpepper

I always thought it was James for some reason, or whatever his grandpas name was. But who knows.

James or Harry - someone else suggested Jackson, which I kind of like. I’m leaning towards one of those. That is why I asked if the fandom had made a name lol. The fans are rabid monsters when it comes to fanfiction... *hides*

[lierdumoa]

thatdeepandlovelydark replied to your post “Unpopular Opinion Time”

Meh. Lookit the 18th century wild west, with "Tristram Shandy" stealing loads and loads of text from other writers, sans credit. Lookit Cervantes being so annoyed by all the Don Quixote rip-offs that he wrote a sequel complaining about fan writers. This back and forth, both good and bad, has been going on a lot longer than the invention of the Internet.

Way to completely miss the point of my post.

First of all, this isn’t about individual authors but about general cultural attitudes. Secondly, general cultural attitudes towards fanwritng don’t shift aribitrarily -- they go back and forth because of reasons.

My post addresses one such shift and the reasons it happened in the specific time period it happened.

25-30 years ago, if you posted fanfiction on the internet, a lawyer sent you a cease and desist order. You faced serious legal action. Your fansite got deleted, and you may even have had to pay exhorbitant damages if you didn’t comply. Fanwriters got sued. Routinely.

Today it’s unheard of for a popular author to send cease and desist letters to individual fansites. 

Are there still authors who hate fanwriting? Sure. But now all they do is complain. They don’t go out of their way to sue fans. They don’t go out of their way to get fansites deleted from the internet. 

My post addresses how that specific cultural shift happened.

Saying “well cultural attudes are always shifting” makes it sound like it’s all arbitrary. History isn’t arbitrary. Every thing cultural shift that ever took place in history happened for reasons.

Saying “well attitudes changed before” doesn’t in any way negate my post about why this specific attitude changed, on a grand scale, during this specific time period.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

12, Angel

this took like. a fucking minute to think of when he would let himself get drunk, bc i think he (rightly) considers it too dangerous to be more than slightly impaired in New Vegas 

and then! thinking back over my own lore! six made him come to her wedding! haven’t written this boy in a MINUTE so let’s see what falls out of my brain if i shake it real hard. i don’t know how pool or snipers work. the kitchen is across from the game room in the presidental suite

how my brain works when I get very drunk is the anxiety part of my brain turns off, my brain interprets the relaxation as “okay safe place to go to sleep” and I get SUPER fucking sleepy. i feel like this is probably how Angel works. i think he is probably also a little more deliberate in movement/speech to try to cover up the fact that he is very drunk

“C’mere, c’mere, c’mere,” Veronica bumped Six’s hip harder than she meant to. “Angel’s drunk, it’s adorable.” 

There was some sort of sniper party happening in the game room across from the kitchen, Christine and Boone and Angel all holed up away from the ruckus upstairs in the bar. 

“S’just physics,” Christine insisted, sitting on the edge of the pool table, wearing a triangle like a bracelet. “Dunno why you can’t make these shots, do they not have this simple game in New California?”  

Angel snorted from where he was taking up half the couch, a little flushed. 

“My love, we’ve married a fuckin’ nerd,” Six whispered. 

“Babe, I need to borrow your mouth.” 

Six’s “Oh?” was cut off by Veronica’s kiss. 

The sniper party was arguing about sniper things. 

“I hardly think a table fan is enough windspeed to make a difference.”

“But what if it does, Angel? Fluid dynamics are all sorts of fucked up. Fucked if I know how they work!” 

“Take the fucking shot. Just end me.” Boone begged.

“Fine.” She sunk it, whipped the cue around in a way that had Boone and Angel flinching back, and presented it to Angel. “Angel, I wanna see you go up against Blondie.” 

“I don’t...hm. I've never seen him play.”

“What a shocking lack of faith in your partner.” 

"He’s tall, not dumb. Our professional partnership has never involved pool.”  

“Angel, the day this-” she waved the pool cue around some more at the room “-turns into a legitimate professional operation is the day after we all die, probably. Are you too drunk to play? Wait, do you know how to play?” 

“No,” Angel lied. “Yes.” 

Christine pouted very effectively. “Please? As a wedding present? For me?” 

“You already got a wedding present from me. This is an abuse of the employer/employee relationship.” 

Christine flung herself onto the other end of the couch. “All I want is to see you relax and have fun, for once, on this, the day of my wedding-”

“Fine. I have been coerced.” Angel said, getting up carefully. “I'll brave the ruckus upstairs to drag him away from whatever fun he’s having just so I can beat him at a stupid game, which will have no effects on our working relationship.”

Christine skidded into the kitchen as soon as the stairwell door closed, giving her wives making out on the kitchen table a thumbs up. “Hello, starting without me?”