#charles frederick des voeux

[andrew-rannells-mustache]

Not a single brain cell in the mutineer polycule (Goodsir doesn’t count)

Bonus:

[cinematicnomad]

THE TERROR ▸ 1.05 first shot a winner, lads

[bilgewater01]

terror boys official sex prowess chart

[honorbright]

i know who really should've been at the club. 19 year old des voeux

[favouritefi]

tumblr ppl i am des voeux pilled rn what is the ship name for him and hodge

[saints-who-never-existed]

Nosying back through the Q&As and not only did I remember correctly about the Des Voeux/Hickey Significant-Moment-of-Perception (TM), Dave also reveals at one point that out of absolutely everyone, he thinks Des Voeux would be the last man standing in a Battle Royale-style fight to the death.

Which is just outstanding, it really is!

Apparently it's his facility with weapons combined with the fact that he won't hesitate and honestly, I agree and am very intrigued by that...

[lildrogon]

Everyone talks about little and collins but no one talks about how these three look exactly the same

[leadandblood]

💜💙 for the ask game

Thank you, anon!

💜: Which character is way hotter than everyone else seems to think

MORFIN OH MY GOD AJHXJSJKY Hello?? Please give more love to Morfin TT__TT

💙: Which character is not as hot as everyone else seems to think

Don't fucking stone me, okay...? But.

Des Vouex. Not my type at all. Uncooked potato of a man. Give him 20 more years and maybe then we'll talk

[brimstone-cowboy]

Charles Des Voeux commission for @calico-honey

[croziers-compass]

Any headcannons about Terror characters that aren't more major characters story-wise in the show? (Like with only a few lines total)

Terror Headcannons for those that are very minor characters...!

Well. Some of which you... "may already know of"... But for the sake of publicity for some of these... "headcannons".

David Young was not very clever with anything. Mind full of rocks. Unless the subject was sailing, maps, or work aboard a ship, this wee lad was pitifully as knowledgeable and experiences as much as he had body weight.

Charles Frederick Des Voeux was polydactyl on one hand but hid it well. He also was left handed though this did nothing for him for he had little to no choice but to write with his right hand due to the stigma against lefthandedness.

Dear Charles was also as sassy and petty as everyone thinks of him from the series as a whole. He is petty, sassy and full of quipping remarks but straightens up very quickly when officers are around, especially ones that have stricter standards like Hodgson.

Thomas and John Hartnell are farmers by trade and family.

George Chambers was picky about food. Not as fond of chocolate as others. Did not really smoke.

George Chambers could drink and drink and it never seemed to impact the young lad.

Chambers also was literate. Which was unusual for the time. He wasn't perfectly literate. But could read, certainly, even if spelling and writing was a much bigger challenge.

John Diggle is the father of nine daughters. No sons and is in fact a very good father and makes his wife very very happy.

How did I do? Were they what you anticipated?

[cinematicnomad]

THE TERROR ▸ 1.08 terror camp clear

[bilgewater01]

The Terror omegaverse official guide (I'm not into omegaverse btw)

[edwardashley]

Panic at the Fun-Plex by @asherephraim

It's 1985 and Charles Des Voeux is possibly the UK's best Galaga player. His other main pastime involves frequenting a local porn theatre to fool around, which is how he meets Stephen Stanley one Thursday night. The most casual of hook-ups becomes an unintended romance which neither is prepared for.

I had an amazing time making the art for this collab for @theterrorbigbang !! If you love seeing CDV have outrageous sexy adventures (not just with Stanley) with a touch of romance and angst, this is the fic for you!

[headcanonthings]

Billy: Des Voeux, can you please tell Cornelius that I’m mad at him? We’re in the middle of a fight and I don’t want to talk to him. Charles: You’re literally sitting on his lap. Billy: Yes, what’s your point?

[solomontoaster]

Words: 644 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Charles Frederick Des Voeux & Thomas Jopson Characters: Charles Frederick Des Voeux, Thomas Jopson Additional Tags: Carnivale (The Terror), smoke inhalation, Fire, possibly the beginnings of an unlikely friendship?, Comfort Summary: Someone grabbed Fred by the back of his costume and dragged him out of the tent. He tried to fight it, to stay and keep helping men, but it was hard to resist when breathing was a struggle.

For @theterrorbingo prompt Charles Frederick Des Voeux off my 2022 card.

[saints-who-never-existed]

Rereading The Terror

Chapter Forty-Eight: Goodsir

And so on to the aftermath...

Seven hours pass when Little's lead-scouting party should've been back within four, so the remaining exhausted men launch the boats and follow them.

There's mention here of Des Voeux commanding the last boat in the procession, and of him being "third in command of our overall Expedition now behind Captain Crozier and Lieutenant Little". Not sure if that's an error on Simmons' part or an implication that poor Hodgson has been removed from the chain of command entirely and remains a Lieutenant in name only?

As they make their way along the lead, there's talk of what might've befallen Little's party ("There ain't no way that Lieutenant Edward Little got himself Lost" shot back Charles Best. "He may be Stuck, but not lost.") Soon, however, when they emerge into that huge open lake, all becomes clearer... "The water was Red here." :(((

Initially, Crozier and the other senior seamen commanding the boats try to calm the men, explaining that all the gore on the ice is simply the sign of seals hunted and killed by polar bears. It doesn't take long for them to realise that that's not the case though, as they spot the bow of Little's whaleboat floating vertically in the water, the rest smashed to pieces. The whaleboat is named The Lady J. Franklin...

They continue their passage cautiously across the crimson lake, taking in more grisly sights. First, they find Mr Reid's headless corpse floating in the water, his fingers half-nibbled away by fish, then more nightmarish bloody streaks at the water's edge ("Oh, damn... You can see the bloody grooves of the man's Fingers and Nails in the Snow. The Thing must've dragged him backwards into the Water") Then, they find the remains of a body almost entirely consumed, unidentifiable because all that's left are a few ribs, torn scraps of clothing, and a fucking pelvis.

Then, they find Harry Peglar... :'''((( There's not a scratch on him - it appears that he's managed to climb out of the water and frozen to death on the ice without Tuunbaq ever touching him - yet the sight of him is as disturbing as every bit of gore that's gone before: "It was Harry Peglar lying there almost naked - his few remaining Clothes mere Underthings - Curled up on the Ice, Knee Raised almost to his Chin, Legs crossed at the Ankle as if his last energy had been spent trying to keep warm by pressing his body Tighter and Tighter, his Hands tucked under his Arms while he Hugged himself in what must have been an End in Violent Shivers." "His blue eyes were open and frozen. His flesh was also Blue and as Hard to the Touch as Carrera Marble." (That last line gets me most of all, and strikes me as an interesting reference, slightly Classical perhaps? Putting one in mind of Ancient Rome and Greece, Xenophon etc.?)

But even if there's no sign that Tuunbaq touched Peglar directly, that's not to say that it wasn't involved in his death... All around his body on the ice are Tuunbaq's gigantic footprints, circling again and again and again... "The thing had Circled Harry many times. Watching as poor Mr Peglar lay Shivering and Dying? Enjoying itself? Had Harry Peglar's last shivering Image on this Earth been of that White Monstrosity looming over him, its black, unblinking Eyes watching? Why had the thing not eaten our friend?" "The Beast was on two legs the entire time it was on the floe" was all that Captain Crozier said."

If ever they had any hope left, Goodsir feels it well and truly extinguished after the hasty funeral held for Peglar, Reid, and all the other body parts they've managed to cobble together. "All of us, I believe, were Thinking that these words were a Eulogy and Farewell for each one of us. Up until this Day...I suspect that many of us still thought that we might Live. Now we knew that the odds of that had all but Disappeared..." "The Ice will not give us up.""And the creature from the ice will not allow us to leave."

Nevertheless, they carry on. Later, Goodsir goes through the dead men's remaining personal items. Bridgens approaches him specifically requesting Peglar's comb and his famous Papers ("...just a Remembrance of the man.") which Goodsir hands over, despite his own confusion. The rest is left behind on the ice as they move on, "a sad little Cairn of Mortality".

The chapter ends with Tozer and the other four remaining Marines perishing in dramatic fashion as the ice opens up beneath them in the night and closes right behind them again with a deafening crash as they're swallowed up by "the Wine Dark Sea", another delicious Classical reference to end on. :(((