#zero fleet

[6lovelytenders]

Silly idea for when I eventually get around to drawing a lineup of my Tugs human designs

Stars: Wear normal working clothes, cuz they let results speak for themselves, and they don't feel the need to "look good to the public" (Top Hats the exception)

Zeds: wear stereotypical 1920s gangster clothes. 1: because it's funny to me 2: Capt. Zero thinks this will help their reputation if they all look well dressed (it won't)

[biggsodorcitystories]

A Little Zorran Headcanon

This little detail has been part of my AU for ages, but I've never actually said it out loud, except possibly in private conversations with one or two people.

Zorran and the other Z-Stacks were based on the Moran fleet of tugs in New York. So, their leader was given a name that rhymed with Moran. This means that the correct way to pronounce 'Zorran' is "ZorRAN"

The trouble is, every single character in the show pronounces it as "ZorRUN." Everyone: Star Tug, Z-Stack, his own captain! Everyone pronounces it "ZorRUN"... except for one...

Zorran himself.

Zorran says his own name on at least two separate occasions: First, in the very first episode, Sunshine:

"No problem, that contract's as good as ours or my name's not Zorran!"

The second is in Bigg Freeze:

"Wrong, Sunshine - it's for Vienna. Delivered by me - Zorran - see?"

On both occasions, he specifically pronounces his name as ZorRAN. Which makes me think: Zorran spends his days listening to everyone around him pronounce his name wrong!

I mean, immediately after he says his name properly in the first episode, Zip follows up and mispronounces it!

Anyone who has ever had their name mispronounced repeatedly knows how annoying it is.

So, that is part of my AU's canon: Everybody pronounces Zorran's name wrong, which is why he's constantly irritated by... everything!

The only one who pronounces it correctly, besides Zorran himself, from the main cast is Zip. Being Zorran's nephew in my AU, it's a bit too much to have him say it wrong. It's the other change to go with the Canadian accent!

[jayde-jots]

You know, ever since I've started writing Zeds to Stars, I've kinda been curious about writing the reverse. What if the Stars ended up with the Zeds? The timeline would remain the same, Zip and Ten Cents would still be growing because of their ASG, and the Olympic would still come into port, along with Goliah still showing up. Instead of the story being a recovery or redemption sort of quality from the Zeds, it'd be a fall from grace story on the Star's half as they find their morals and dignity constantly being pushed.

[werbitssft]

TUGS ZERO FLEET DOG AU🐾!!

Zorran - Great Dane

Zebedee - Cane Corso

Zak - Canarian dog (or Dogo Canario)

Zug - Dogo Argentino

Zip - German Boxer

[thisisadriana4evertugsfan]

Could you draw me my two characters? being members one of the star fleet and the other from the zero fleet please 💖

[mariocki]

RIP Jean Marsh (1.7.1934 - 13.4.2025)

"Well, I’d been friends with Eileen [Atkins] for six or seven years when we started talking about it. We came from the same background, a working-class background, and we were thinking idly about trying to create something, maybe a television series, maybe a film, we weren’t quite sure. And the idea gelled through two different experiences: one was watching The Forsyte Saga, that was made sometime in the '60s, and we thought, 'Well, that’s all really wonderful, but who washed the clothes? Who ironed them? Who’s cleaning the boots? Who’s doing all the work?' And we thought, 'Gosh, it’s so unfair you never see the real workers.' That was one seed. We had chips on our shoulders. And then Eileen found a photograph of her mother with a group of servants standing by a horse-drawn bus for a servants’ outing, so we thought, 'Let’s write about downstairs people.'"

"I get a residual for the idea [for Upstairs, Downstairs] as much as I get a residual for the acting. It's a very low fee. I think I got something like $100 an episode initially for the idea, and my royalty is based on that rate. I've got a saying: 'If it had been made in America I'd be Mary Tyler Moore. As it is, I'm Mary Tyler Less.'"

[bruhstation]

who here loves divorce? I do. here's captain star and captain zero: two people who can't help but drag other unwilling people into their huge mess! including the youth. can't forget the youth

(bit of ramble in the tags)

[holdingup-fallingsky]

Sammy Sammy Sammy!!!

[viktuurishipper96]

Head empty, No thoughs, just Zip.

Zip is my fave for the zero fleet tugs

[6lovelytenders]

Human Boomer design + a meme redraw with Zorran

Zorran piece on its own ↓

[biggsodorcitystories]

Zip's New Ally

I have always enjoyed thinking about how relationships between the tugs would pan out had the series progressed. In particular, considering their limited interaction but similar moral direction, Zebedee and Zip's future relationship is a favourite to think on.

Out of the two switchers, I think Zip is more likely to get along with Zebedee and Zak, particularly as I see Zip looking up to Zorran rather than sucking up to him like Zug does. The events of High Winds would probably impress Zip enough that he would start looking up to Zebedee. I see Zebedee recognising that Zip is being used by Zug and constantly put down by Zorran and would take advantage of Zip's admiration to give the boy a more positive and encouraging role model. I think their friendship would quickly become genuine as there would be no malicious endgame on Zebedee's part.

Zorran, in my AU, is Zip's Maternal Uncle and struggling with a nasty divorce, which has made him bitter and harsher than usual. This made it easier for Zip's admiration to switch.

[aldisobey]

🕳️ WIP Wednesday (on Thurs) 🕳️

edit: full release on AO3

Tagged by @heylittleriotact

WELL this one was supposed to be released by now but I have had the absolute delight of needing to write confronting truths to the worst sorts of people. Menace is a way of life. I bring you this. I don’t know what to title it. Weeping Lizards? Sodden Hole? Muddy Salt? Help. I blame @emmg for its creation this is your fault. We’re in Hossberg and Emmrich is crying over a muddy hole that reminds him of Worne (Rook).

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“Now, please, I have to see to Emmrich, shoo. Everyone’s off.” Rook motioned it with a flick of his hands this time; well aware he might have better luck physically urging the ground below to trot on before budging the Qunari. Thankfully Taash needed no further encouragement and long strides were soon taking them past Emmrich. They paused at a shout from behind.

Rook, calling like a concerned parent, “And get something nice for Lace first!” Taash waved back, looked over their shoulder, regretted that once the Warden started mouthing further instructions, what was he saying? “Floooowers.” And he was pointing at himself, and at Emmrich and. Taash rolled their eyes. Took a moment to turn and mouth back an exaggerated but silent, “Nooooo.”

Rook flipped them off, they sent two back. Rook’s eyes went wide, and he pointed a stiff finger at them. Taash groaned and rolled their head full round. Mouthed a “Fiiiiine.” And finally disappeared down the path back to Lavendell.

The Warden quickened his step. Emmrich hadn’t moved in the time it took to send Taash away for errands. The mage remained locked in place, red and wet faced, staring long at a muddy hole.

Rook didn’t question it, did his best to not startle him, that hazel gaze was far, far away. “Emmrich.”The hushed tone was followed by a soft touch. Fingers entered at waist, trailed up the spine until they went up to hold that opposite shoulder steady, gave a firm grip, a gentle pull towards the rogue. The necromancer was trembling, Rook eased into a shape that fit close, that first touch a needle of first stitch, and like thread he pulled them flush together.

Emmrich didn’t startle, seemed to expect him, subtle movements meeting Rook as he settled into the Warden’s hands finding their way to their places. Still, he kept a bit tense, hands tight together in front. White knuckled as he spoke sniffing,

“Rook. Darling, it’s…look, I…” and then Emmrich laughed, piercingly loud, a wincing crack that made Rook flinch to a confused smile. But the noise was manic prelude, and it was swallowed in the sob that drove it free. The mage’s eyes welled, wet trails provided easy paths for fresh tears as flood resumed. He turned his head down and into Rook, lips quivering to recall words. Shine on his face wrenching the rogue’s gut, Rook listened, attentive as possible, but the necromancer’s trembling smile stretched the sounds.

Emmrich’s hands unclenched from each other and dove round Rook in a desperate clinging embrace. The Warden answered with whispered soft ‘shhhh’s’ and diligently caressed the tall man’s back. They held there for long moments, Rook bearing their weight as the quivering necromancer eased into fewer wails and more whimpers.

Blubbering, mumbling, further shuddering chuckles, but eventually, helped by Rook’s firm embrace, calming touch, and steady pace of lungs, the breaths came even enough for thoughts. Emmrich squeaked out, “...it reminded me of you.”

He gestured towards the filthy hole. And then a lizard popped its head out. Mud obscured its sight, some kind of weed stuck to its chin, and its big dumb face was wide, letting nary a thought bother its whim. Emmrich snorted. Then started weeping again.

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tagging: @caffeinatedmunchkin @thepalehorsevictoria @ollypopwrites (look I know you’ve likely been tagged but this is me saying tag me on all your writing updates because imma miss it if you don’t I’m staying away from this place as much as possible to write. Sincerely haha I’ll catch up on commenting when I caaaaan because holy shit all the writing is so good. I’m forgetting people TAG ME I need to post or imma edit the whole thing again.)

[angel-bitch-boy]

How you mentally ill queers are rn:

Me: *stands on stage and taps mic* Ya'll: ????? Me: Cannibalism Ya'll: YEAH WOOOOO I AGREE WITH THAT!

[esperfruit]

Star and Zero Fleet's date and place of birth in my AU

Captain Bartholomew Star: March 21st 1857 in San Francisco, California, USA

Tahoma "Ten Cents" Mahto: January 1st 1911 in Kolkata, West Bengal, India

Bruce "Big Mac" Mackenzie: Feburary 2nd 1898 in Stirling, Scotland

Neil "O.J" Jones: March 3rd 1857 in Swansea, Wales

Richard "Top Hat" Lloyd: April 4th 1904 in London, England

Shawn "Warrior" Mackenzie: May 5th 1901 in Stirling, Scotland

Hardik "Hercules" Mahto: June 6th 1893 in Kolkata, West Bengal, India

Sunny "Sunshine" Murdock: July 7th 1908 in Baltimore, Maryland, USA

Ramzi "Grampus" Attali: August 8th 1905 in Sfax, Tunisia

Captain Francis Zero: December 31st 1865 in San Francisco, California, USA

Lorenzo "Zorran" di Palma: December 1st 1892 in Braintree, Massachusetts, USA

Zebedeo "Zebedee" Solano: November 2nd 1889 in Quetzaltenango/Xelajú, Guatemala

Zakary "Zak" Garrett: October 3rd 1897 in Boston, Massachusetts, USA

Zalen "Zug" Barath: September 4th 1900 in Debrecen, Hungary

Zain "Zip" Huáng: August 5th 1912 in Boston, Massachusetts, USA

[zerolockfan]

Only Tochiro and maybe Grenadier truly appreciate Zero's dad jokes.

[lunarfeat21]

Dunno the context behind this, so you make the context