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atomic-chronoscaph · 7 days
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Bill Mumy and Angela Cartwright from Lost in Space with Burt Ward from Batman on the 20th Century Fox Television lot (1966)
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texasthrillbilly · 2 months
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Sunset on an alien world.
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fairweathermyth · 14 days
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Somewhere on the other side of that wall is... alien technology. Alien technology. We know.
LOST IN SPACE 3.02 Contact
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Angela Cartwright as Penny Robinson in "Lost in Space" 🌌 💚💖
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pinemai · 1 year
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Happy holidays from the Robinson crew ❤️
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hammah-banana · 5 months
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Don West: We’re now on a flying donut, billions of miles from Earth with no backup.
Penny Robinson: I’m backup.
Don West: No. You’re a stowaway. The adults are talking.
Ava: I’m sorry, I’m confused as to the relationship here. What is she? Your ward?
Penny Robinson: No. I’m Penny by the way.
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solarsleepless · 7 months
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the way her mom at first didn’t read the book penny wrote oh i am SCREAMING
all she wanted was to connect with her mom more and she was always the one she DIDNT get a chance to connect with until later i’m NOT OKAY 🧍
literally all she wanted was some love from her mom after feeling unnoticed oh i'm fucking ill
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feralboo-the-weirdo · 6 months
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Penny: Nothing in life is free. Maureen: Love is free! John: Adventure is free. Will: Knowledge is free. Don: Everything is free if you take it without paying.
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ghostlyfanparadise · 4 months
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charlesvandsite · 5 months
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Charles Vandervaart as Liam Tufeld in Lost in Space
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Doctor Zachary Smith Drabble
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AN: The picture of Doctor Zachary Smith is not mine - I found it on google. Credits to the original owners. I felt a little bad that he didn't have a good ending in my Wishes and Potions series so I wrote this for him.
Warnings: mention of injury.
“You’re driving me insane woman.”
“And whose fault is it that you’re here?”
“Can I have a kiss to make it better?”
You shook your head, “Only after I’ve put the med patch on.”
“Then I deserve two kisses because you’re making me—OW!”
“Sometimes I think you like the sound of your own voice too much.”
Doctor Zachary Smith glared at you, still annoyed at the fact that you had caught him unawares with the patch, “You don’t know me as well as you think you do, darling. I love the sound of my own voice because I’m almost always right.”
You shot him a look that demonstrated how unimpressed you were with his remark.
“I said almost.”  The doctor defended himself.
“Uh huh.”
“My kisses?”  
You cupped the back of his head in your hand and pressed your lips to his in a brief kiss.
“You can do better than that,” he chided.
“I could,” you agreed.
His annoyance returning, the doctor gripped onto your shirt and reconnected your lips.  He bit down on your lip and soothed the area with a swipe of his tongue.  You gasped at the sensation and Zachary took the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth.
“What is taking—EW!”
You and Zachary broke apart at Penny’s disgusted yell.
“I’ll come back later.”  The teen grimaced and backed out of the room with her eyes closed.
“You still owe me a kiss.”
“Shut up.”  You ordered him.
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Too Many Beds
A Robinwest ficklit clean, on ao3
In the darkness, she walked down the hall. Too many options, none feeling quite right.
She passed the door, the bed, of the people who raised her. When she was little, before John kept making excuses to be away, before Penny and Will, she used to curl up between them, mom's slim arm and dad's heavy one linking across her to the body of the other, creating a securing X, hugs, love radiating around her in their bed. Though she was an adult, she was grown, this trip had forced them all to grow, but it also grew them closer together, and so where before she had been dying to break free, to experience things for herself...and get away... now that it was over, she had to admit there was something to be said for being together. Some times, like tonight, you just need the comfort of another body next to yours. To know you're not alone, to have the ebbing rhythm of another guide your own. Feel the love radiating.
She walked on, peeking in on Penny, crystal blue and indigo tinting the room, tinting the mess of copper flames on her pillow. Copper hair that used to fill her mouth and tickle her nose, teddybear-like Penny snoring softly in her arms, Judy feeling every bit the protector role of an older sister on those nights a bad dream would send Penny slipping into her bed.
But tonight Penny was peaceful.
She closed the door, walking further down the hall, quiet voices floating thin through the house. There were three doors, three beds, left. Judy stopped just outside the next, loose fist halting mid-knock. On the other side Will talked endlessly with Robot. Restless conversation, endless solutions, breaking against the wood, fractured bits reminding her of when Will would wake her up with starving curiosity, and she'd gently lull him back to sleep with satiating possibilities.
This bed was too busy, too full already.
She comes to the open door she'd first left, the full bed empty, dark and icy in it's solitude. Tonight she needed the company of another, her body needing the calming cues drawn out from one pressed to hers...and quietly she pads away from it, to one last open door.
There's not a sound and the walls are bathed in darkness, Space seeping in. If it weren't for the ribbon of moonlight casting jet strands silver, she wouldn't know if the bed was vacant or not.
It's not.
Hand on the white frame, she watches Don from outside, unmoving. Should she? Would she be welcome? This was a terrible idea-
But then, who understood better? Who had reached out to her and reached in to her and who could she always, implicitly, depend on that wasn't family? That she could depend on immediately? That was there for her... immediately.
But this was different. There was no danger, no threat. There was only the threat of a sleepless night until her body remembered what it was to slow, and deepen, and drift. She wouldn't wake him for that. And so she drifts, body turning back down the hall.
"Doc?"
His room was too far down for it to have been an accident, Judy intentionally seeking him out, but changing her mind.
She stops, head turning back, but hearing more than seeing him move.
"Jude" He's quiet. Don West, quiet. His words like a curled finger brushing down her arm.
Her eyes close and her breath stills, biting her lip, all of it reversing as she turns to him.
"Don. I couldn't sleep."
"Commere." She makes out his figure, Don on his side, head propped in hand, the other lifting the covers, welcoming her.
"The ice?" "No," Judy shakes her head, sliding in beside him, Don rolling onto his back, "just...can't sleep." His arm, his hand, is warm and snug around her, pulling her close, securing her, and her head, without thinking, finds a place on his chest.
If she were thinking about it, she'd think about how natural, how easy this is, being with Don. But she isn't really thinking about anything because her breath, like her pulse, has started to match his, slowing, deepening, and his fingers are strumming a soothing lullaby, and his chest is rumbling shallow to her ear as he talks about his day and she feels safe, protected in his hold, and there's love radiating warm around them. And all she thinks is; so many beds to choose from, but this one felt just right.
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texasthrillbilly · 4 months
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You can't turn on at your age.
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daria1611 · 1 year
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Rewatching this masterpiece. Trust me there will never be a show better than LIS. PERIODT.
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theimmortalclara · 8 months
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The Virgin of Preplanis by M.J Bivouac
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Has anyone seen lost in space?
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The robot is definitely my favorite.
if you haven't seen lost in space, I recommend you watch it you can find it on Netflix then you'll understand why the robot is my favorite. If you have seen it, please let me know who your favorite character is if you want that is.
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