I really like this thing The Terror does where no one ever kisses. At first I thought it was just being neo-Victorian, than it was about the vibes, but now I just think it's because as they said in interviews this show is about love between people and as a result they purposefully choose to only use elements that can be equally used to build romantic, platonic, familial and sexual relationships. If Bridgens and Peglar or Hickey and Gibson or Sophia and Francis kissed, their relationship would stand out, would be marked as special which is why they become worthy of a "bigger" gesture than their other relationships and that's the opposite of the point that The Terror is trying to make. Even Bridgens, who literally dies of a broken heart, is sobbing at James' deathbed that there will be poems.
How people express love in The Terror is never differentiated in a way to imply that one kind of love is more important than the others.
i never have any idea what you're talking about when you post about that boat show i'd never heard of it before i followed you to be honest i'm still not even sure what it's called so every post you make sounds like "hinkey and gruggins wanna fuck so bad. i know they were yanking each other off sloppy style in the bilge every night." not a criticism or anything i just think it's funny
dude thank you for your support these two are my favorites
misheard edward little’s name as ‘edmund’ in one scene and now I’m picturing scenarios he actually is edmund little but the crew of the terror misheard his name a couple of times and he’s just. too embarrassed to ever correct them.
I know Alfred Lansing wrote Endurance back in the 1950s, but it's funny to me that he seems so surprised about the "three girls" who applied for positions on the Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition. If my time in the Terror fandom has taught me anything, it's that the desire to go on a polar expedition in a big wooden ship transcends gender roles.
I hc that Francis is a gooey, soft, slightly insecure (because Sophia) snuggle bunny in relationships while being a tough-as-nails-hyper-competent Boss Man on the job. He barks orders and solves problems all day, but as soon as he gets home from work, it's all cuddles and nose nuzzles.
The way James’ voice cracks because he is genuinely upset, at the limit of what he will put up with. And Francis’ growl when he gets up? Truly a mess, truly peak dysfunction of the two commanding officers