#browncoats

[needles-and-witches]

Oh jeez, "the Screaming Staircase" has finally arrived so I can start to tuck in. <3 (Or to put it with the words of another cancelled-far-too-soon-but-hugely-popular-SciFi-show's character: I'll be in my bunk.)

But get this: in addition to the offending "a Netflix series" print it also has a foreword by Jonathan Stroud in which, among other things, he mentions the recreation of Portland Row as "one of the many triumphs of the Netflix series" and the "breathless moment" when he saw Ruby, Cameron and Ali acting together for the first time and that he's watched a "stunning TV series come together". I mean, I kinda gathered he was happy with the series and in that sense the foreword is pretty cute, but still, I feel so mocked by how the show was triumphant and had a great cast and brought it all to life and all… only for it to be flipping cancelled! =(

[waywardwizzard]

"Dang, Mal, you've really scraped the bottom of the barrel with this one," Jayne said, looking down at the cage full of Jack Russell Terrier pups. "Although I heard there's some good eatin' on 'em for sure."

"Jayne! That ain't right!" Kaylee scolded, kneeling next to the big cage.

River giggled when one of the puppies licked her finger.

"Can taste freedom. Tastes like cornmeal."

Jayne glared at her, his hand straying to his gun.

"You keep yer mouth shut crazy-"

"Jayne, your mouth's moving. Might want to do somethin' 'bout that," Mal said, glaring at the merc. His eyes were hard and his hand was already on his gun.

Jayne threw Mal one last look before he stomped off, shouldering past Simon. The doctor glared at him before joining his sister at the cage.

"Wash!" Mal yelled to the pilot standing above him on the catwalk. "Set a course for Cassia. The client wants their goods before the week's out."

"And don't the rest of you have something else to do?" Mal added, looking at the group huddled around the crate.

The three kids shook their heads and turned back to playing with the yapping puppies.

Mal shook his head and slowly made his way to his bunk.

Sometimes the bottom of the barrel held all the treasure, Mal thought, gently patting Serenity's hull before he dropped down the ladder. Laughter sounded from the cargo bay and the Captain smiled. Just look at what it brought him.

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Author's note:

Thanks to everyone who liked/reblogged/commented, it means a lot and it really made my month<3 This was fun and I hope to see y'all next Yeehawgust!

[totallyradicalmucky]

Cooking by the (Brain) Book!

[hobohobgoblim]

It's Unification Day! Be Shiny. Do crime.

[incorrect-firefly-quotes]

Zoe: The captain can handle himself.

Mal, face down on Serenity's floor: Where the rut am I?

[forlath]

Couldn't be...

[quiltcas]

hello firefly fandom where are you pspspsps

[rabbithaver]

i love this pendant so much. i wore it in the picture i posted yesterday but didn't show any close-ups; it's the logo for Serenity, the ship from Firefly :)

[doctorslippery]

[casside-sionnach]

I aim to Misbehave _ Malcom Reynolds

[shittykinaesthetics]

Shitty Simon Tam aesthetic: for a twink, he’s very unsure of himself. just absolutely paralysed with indecision at every possible juncture unless he’s doing something medical. someone help him

[aerowolf]

EEEEEEEEEEE IM GONNA SEE SERENITY TONIGHT AGAIN CAUSE IT'S BACK IN THEATERS. rewatching my favourite episodes of Firefly now ( Shindig my beloved ) man i love this show

[waywardwizzard]

Serenity was quietest at night.

Simon sat reading on the common room couch, his sore leg stretched out in front of him. The only sound in the room was the silent turning of the pages and Serenity's gentle hum. The book dipped, Simon's eyes fluttering shut, when a sudden thump from the cargo bay made him start awake and drop the book, the movement jostling his sore leg.

"Wo de ma he ta de fen kuang de wai sheng dou-"

"Easy there, doc," Mal said, appearing in the doorway, the portable Cortex held in his hands. "Just me."

"I don't know if that's better or worse." Simon muttered, grimacing when a spasm shot through his leg.

The captain smiled and put the Cortex down on the coffee table next to Simon's leg, taking a seat on the chair next to the couch. "Leg botherin' ya?"

"Not at all," Simon deadpanned. "I've had mosquito bites worse than this."

Mal laughed, a small smile making its way onto the doctor's face.

The Cortex pinged and Mal's smile fell.

"Is something wrong, Captain?" Simon asked. He tried to push himself up but hissed when his leg shifted. Mal passed him the screen and sighed.

"They, uh, they updated yer wanted bulletins."

He didn't need to see the screen to know why the boy froze. Hell, he would have done the same.

Both of the Tam's bounty had been increased with a 1000 credits and the words Dead or Alive flashed next to Simon's name.

It was quiet, Serenity's engine a steady hum.

"It's a few days old-"

Simon's voice was soft and Mal almost missed it, but missing what he said was as hard as missing a brick wall.

"We'll leave."

Mal stopped, stunned.

"Huh?"

Simon's eyes were downcast, his jaw set and his body tensed.

"I said, Captain, we'll leave. River and I are a threat in more ways than one and-"

"Doc."

His voice was harsh but Mal wanted, needed, the kid to hear this.

"Doc, listen to me. You and yer sister are crew and that's not nothing. Ya ain't leavin' this ship just because yer bounty'd been increased. Yer safer here than anywhere else."

He tried to catch the doctor's eyes.

"If ya want to leave, then so be it. But it should be yer own decision, not out o' some misplaced sense of protection. We can look after our own, and, well," Mal smiled, "having a doc on board to patch us up after ain't too bad."

Simon laughed quietly and looked up at the Captain with suspiciously bright eyes.

"Why?"

"How many times do I have to say this, son? Yer on my crew."

Mal gently clapped Simon on the shoulder, careful not to jostle him.

He stood up, picking up the fallen book and handing it to Simon before he left. Just as he reached the doorway, he turned back. Simon looked up at him, frowning.

"Oh, and doc?"

"Yes Captain?"

"Try not to get shot again, dong ma?"

[justaforestfaerie]

᛫᛬ 🍓 ᛬᛫

[rhythm-catsandwine]

Cloud

Notes: The ship is supposed to be Serenity from Firefly.

Yes, I do hate Joss.

But I will always be a Browncoat.

We flew through the clouds. Literally, but not like you think. We flew in an old firefly class starship. Beautiful old thing. Some said she looked like she would fall out of the sky. I had a crew. Adam, Justin, Maynard, Danny, Lars, and Kirk. 

She was mine legally. But really she was ours. You love a boat, car, ship, or whatever and she loves you back. Well, then you two can go on and on. Until she can’t and then some. She’s an old queen. 

I remember when I met my crew. Danny ran his calloused hands over the engine. He closed his eyes and felt her heartbeat. Her energy. Maynard his partner was scaptical but in the end, he won him over. Danny won her over the instant he laid a finger on her. She and I felt his warmth. 

Adam was a friend of Maynard and Danny. I think he felt her too. Apparently, when I asked him to join he smiled for the first time in months. He had just as much faith in her as I did.

Kirk and Lars. They were a pair. They just stuck like glue. Not unlike how their hearts and souls were one half of a whole. 

Justin. Well, we all wanted him. He turned down the offer of a lifetime to join us. 

Most of the time we were all bare foot. So we could feel the hum of the engine and the heart of this ship.

[incorrect-firefly-quotes]

Simon: You're not psyhic, Wash.

Wash: [holding some tarot cards] I AM psychic, Simon. I did a course. I got a certificate.