#fitzsir

James x Harry (40): "They give me Victorian naval era jock and nerd vibes"

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Terror - Dan Simmons, The Terror (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James Fitzjames/Harry D. S. Goodsir Characters: James Fitzjames (1813-c.1848), Harry D. S. Goodsir Additional Tags: Blow Jobs, Intercrural Sex, canon-typical scurvy symptoms, Angst Summary:

“Sir?” Came a voice laden with trepidation; fearful to break the fragile tension. Careful not to spoil the moment they’d found themselves in but eagerly needing the reassurance that, no, his captain was not getting to his knees in front of him with intentions Goodsir could only bring himself to wonder about in the shameful dreams that any boy or sailor denied physical pleasure long enough would get.

When Fitzjames dared to meet the gaze of his subordinate he was met with a face wracked between need and fear. “This cannot happen,” the expression seemed to scream out, “It's sinful, it’s unorthodox, unacceptable, unbecoming, it's… wonderful, and I never wish for it to end.”

“Captain, you can't,” Goodsir finally managed. It was but a fearful whisper but it was said. “Please get up, it's not right for a captain to… sully himself this way,” he pleaded. ___

AMC took one look at Fitzjames' multiple journal entries about Goodsir and said 'is anyone gonna totally ignore this?' and just didn't wait for an answer

i’m sure you wanted something different but this is what ur getting

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Fitzjames was there on the edge of hisperipheral, and Goodsir chose not to acknowledge him. He knew it was notFitzjames, not as the man was before he died or as he ever was when he wasalive. A manifestation of guilt or the long residing effects of lead poisoning,possibly, but it was no man that trailed him just out of his vision’s range.

When it is too dark to see, the mindwill create shadows of what it perceives to be there. Goodsir would see shadowson the blackened landscape and they would remind him of a man. One he knew wasnot there, one he knew was dead and gone.

He felt haunted, the same thickness andfuzziness that clouded his brain with poison felt alive again. But this timewas different. Perhaps he was truly haunted, perhaps what followed him now wasno man, no spirit. It was a ghoul; a body without a soul.

Vin x Elend (94): "They are THE POWER COUPLE!!! She's the brawn, with powers and skill so strong she could kill 300 soldiers in 15 minutes, and he's the brains, able to craft a whole new government after the overthrowing of the old oppressive one and then going on to lead it as king. Also they're noble x peasant(to say it lightly), introvert x introvert, & spy (kind of) x the mission (not directly, but still)

She has abandonment issues thanks to her brother--among others--but Elend broke the cycle for her. When she was in a corner, he come to help her, and even though he knew she had lied to him about her identity doesn't really do much (he is, again, the brains) this act changes Vin's brain chemistry. She says, and I quote: "You came back. No one's ever come back before." 🥹😭

Above everything else, they trust each other, and this trust is so deep that when Vin did kill those aforementioned 300 soldiers in 15 minutes, while the rest of the crew thought she was going a bit loony, he firmly thought that she did it for a good reason. She didn't. But then, even when she told him that, he didn't care and continued supporting her. Elend also appreciates her absolute trust in him, bc even when he feels like everything falling apart around him (being king is STRESSFUL), he always has her to turn to and she always fully supports his every decision and believes him to be a great king.

They both feel like they don't deserve the other but they love and complement each other SO MUCH. I freaking love them!"

James x Harry (31): "They give me Victorian naval era jock and nerd vibes"

this went on significantly longer than i anticipated (thus the post i was worried about formatting) and the ending got a bit jumbled up so if i end up posting it on ao3 i might workshop it some more but yeah this is just shameless self indulgence towards the end :///

Vanity. Everything for vanity. A life of posturing, a reflection that was more facade than man. Fitzjames spent years carefully crafting his persona. Primping in mirrors to keep up appearances while leafing through a life of excitement and achievement for which story would garner the most attention next.