my desire to write my girlnavy fic is so strong. I need to torture that little nonbinary butch and her two girlfriends

Trying To Solve the Liar Paradox

OK

So

Paradoxes are abnormal

they’re usually questions,

but unlike normal question that go on a straight line and end at a certain point

they’re either endless lines or straight up a circle.

I believe paradoxes are a circle due to the fact they’re contradictory - and ‘go around in full circles’

So “This statement is a lie” Paradox cannot be solved with simply a yes or no or truth or lie so lets put out some scenarios

1. The grammar is wrong

If the grammar is wrong, lets say maybe the subject is vague or its missing this or forgot to add this, the question can never be solved!you can’t solve a question if the question itself is wrong! You’d need to fix it.

2. Intention of the speaker

you can find a lot of truth’s from the speaker’s intentions if it’s a lie it may very well be a lieif it’s true it may very well be trueif its both or none, it may very well be so.but just because you intend something as true, doesn’t mean what you say is true.

3. Nature

Check the nature of the sentenceis it confusing? cunning? deceitful? or hard to swallow or see?im a way, It has a nature of a lie, most people would say, but it’s also something hard to swallow. it could be a half truth or half lie, but then again, some people see half truth’s as lies anyways.

4. No answer or more than one answer

since it goes around in circles, it literally either has no end, or is basically many answers at the same time whether or not it’s self contradictory, pretty much the definition of a paradox btw

5. Open to interpretation

to put it simply, there is simply no right or wrong answer, all that’s left is for the human mind to decide.some people think some things are right while others could think it’s wrongconsidering it’s a circle, it will always switch depending on your perspective

6. It’s directed somewhere else

if the statement was given more context, maybe the speaker is actually talking about a different statement and not the statement itself. If that’s the case, we can truly solve the actual answer, but right now there’s no evidence for that.

I believe I had more theories but I don’t quite remember

WEEEEE

I’m so stupid

I think my controversial opinion is I really don’t like or have any faith in Solving as a ship. I don’t think they have anything in common, we’ve never properly seen them interact (which can make it fun to make the dynamic anything u want ig) but mostly I think they only get shipped bc they were the hottest guys on the show. I don’t see them even being fuck buddies let alone in a relationship. I see them as friends at BEST.*

* there is a very interesting thing with the spyglass though. wtf happened there.

I love writing John more than any other character but I always kind of think of Solomon as his obsession/unrequited affection that will always evade him even if something does happen. Sol would think he’s a little boy and wouldn’t waste his time on him, he can get anyone he wants to why would he invest anything into John? Ain’t no way they’re getting in a relationship like ever. It’s kind of like the self insert fantasy that a someone with intimacy issues and barely even a tolerable personality can pull the hottest person who actually cares and wants to help them through sheer magic.

My personal thing while writing him is that John will always end up alone and that’s a key aspect of his character. I don’t think there’s any character I really ship him with :P

I think it can work somewhat in modern au or if you remove them from the Victorian setting or give them another commonality to even it out- in canon era fuck no. Never.

I have this one reader who suggested I write a story about John walks in on his father having sex with Solomon and I just… I can never stop thinking about it and I lowkey wanna put it in a fic

read to me, johnny

Solomon Tozer/John Irving | rated T | 1,051 words

Solomon made a low sound. “Read to me,” he said softly. “We left off in the middle of the ship being caught in a storm, didn’t we?”

“No, Mr. Tozer, we finished that story some time ago now,” he told him.

Solomon tilted his hat up and revealed, finally, his beautiful eyes. Solomon, with his kind voice, said, “Read it to me again, John.”

John Irving has a weakness for his Marine Sergeant.

requested by @stlaika

Y'all remember when I was a Great Comet blog?

You probably don’t but I had many thoughts about sonyamary, a ship where the characters didn’t interact at all but fit together so well and have their roles in the story circling each other at all times…..

Guess what ship from The Terror has captured my attention….

I’ll give y'all a second.

It’s solving. (In general, but specifically girlnavy) Like these two ships are far too similar and it’s just strange.

Anyway, close enough! Welcome back sonyamary!

i can’t remember who recommended this book on here but i know it was a terror fan but Clear by Carys Davies is a solving-esque novel that i highly recommend as well

Terror-dachi Life:

Jirving Yaoi Edition

“Rabbit Heart” - lesbian religious guilt Solving. Link at bottom.

“Sam, your hair!” said Jane.

Sam rolled over onto her belly from where she lay on her upper bunk and rubbed at the back of her head. She’d had it cut, or cut it herself, for it looked rather inexpert, but of course it suited her. Even trimmed short at the back and over her ears, and cleanly side-parted and pomaded with something smelling like aftershave’s low-rent kin, her dirty reddish curls would not cooperate and sprang all about her brow. The look was not boyish so much as puckish, and had an old-fashioned gamine glamour about it. On the covers of the movie magazines Celeste Des Voeux read Jane had seen starlets with hair like this, and she knew by an uncharacteristic skittishness in Sam’s gaze that it wasn’t like she wanted, more like Audrey than Katharine.

“It’s interesting,” Jane said. She meant that it was fetching, that it suited her, but she was not one given to compliments and Sam not particularly gracious in receiving them.

Sam stared levelly. Jane could always see her wheels turning, though the inner workings revealed rarely had any vulnerability to them. It was toughness all the way down, and she didn’t care who knew it. Then, smirking and making to climb down: “So what did you see Miss Macca about?”

“Who told you?”

“You wrote it in your datebook.”

“You read my datebook?”

Sam shrugged. “Did she flick your bean?”

“That’s not funny.”

“Did you like it? She’s real good at it.”

“She ought to be fired.” A pause. “Wait, has she—?”

“Well, did she to you? You haven’t said no.”

Lying is a sin, Jane reminded herself. And anyway, she could never hide when she was lying, her eyes sliding to the side and her voice going all unsteady. But she couldn’t confess and couldn’t out-maneuver the other girl either, so she made a show of crossing the room, taking her datebook from her desk, shoving it into the drawer, and locking it. She helplessly recognized the confession in her silence.

Read more:

Rabbit Heart - ada frogg (anomieow) - The Terror (TV 2018) [Archive of Our Own]

A WIP Snippet from a lesbian Solving fic set in my 1960s girls’ college AU:

(For context, Jane Irving has just come back from “hysteria treatment” administered by head nurse Macca).

“Sam, your hair!” said Jane.

Sam rolled over onto her belly from where she lay on her upper bunk and rubbed at the back of her head. She’d had it cut, rather inexpertly, but of course it suited her. Even trimmed short at the back and over her ears, and cleanly side-parted and pomaded with something smelling like aftershave’s low-rent kin, her dirty reddish curls would not cooperate and sprang all about her brow. The look was not boyish so much as puckish, and had an old-fashioned gamine glamour about it. On the covers of the movie magazines Celeste Des Voeux read Jane had seen starlets with hair like this, and she knew by an uncharacteristic skittishness in Sam’s gaze that it wasn’t like she wanted, more like Audrey than Katharine.

“It’s interesting,” Jane said. She meant that it was fetching, that it suited her, but she was not one given to compliments and Sam not particularly gracious in receiving them.

Sam stared levelly. You can always see her wheels turning, though the inner workings revealed rarely had any vulnerability to them. It was toughness all the way down, and she didn’t care who knew it. Then, smirking and making to climb down: “So what did you see Miss Macca about?”

“Who told you?”

“You wrote it in your datebook.”

“You read my datebook?”

Sam shrugged. “Did she flick your bean?”

“That’s not funny.”

“Did you like it? She’s real good at it.”

“She ought to be fired.” A pause. “Wait, has she—?”

“Well, did she to you? You haven’t said no.”

Lying is a sin, Jane reminded herself. And anyway, she could never hide when she was lying, her eyes sliding to the side and her voice going all unsteady. But she couldn’t confess and couldn’t out-maneuver the other girl either, so she made a show of crossing the room, taking her datebook from her desk, shoving it into the drawer, and locking it. She helplessly recognized the confession in her silence.

“You gonna swallow the key now?” Sam asked, smirking. She’d come up to Jane and stood right at her back so that when Jane turned she was hemmed in against the desk chair. Her hazel eyes had a hot glint to them which Jane had seen before, sometimes mixed with a sneer when she was talking to Cordelia, who, despite her runtish, unwholesome plainness was the only girl Sam Tozer seemed cowed by. Now she made the gesture of turning a key at her lips—perpetually chapped—and tossing the key away.

“Don’t,” said Jane.

“Don’t what? The dirty old girl frigged you and you liked it. I don’t believe it.”

“Shut up, Sam. You don’t know a thing about it.”

“I know she’s a nasty old thing. I know she does it to whoever walks in if they’ll let her and I’m guessing you did.”

Jane’s hand was up before she knew it, drawing back in the wink of time before she could think herself out of it—no turning the other cheek here. And the sound of her palm hitting Sam was deafening in the dusty hush of the afternoon.

Sam rocked back, shook her head, let Jane go. But she didn’t look hurt, didn’t look angry—no, there was a terrible triumph in her eyes as Jane shouldered past her and darted out of the room, not even sure where she was going. Away from Sam anyway, away from the close animal fact of her, her brawn and askew prettiness, smell of spearmint gum and freshly washed hair and the cigarettes she sometimes snuck by the open window, through which just now winter light poured like a benediction. A little ash smudged on the sill.

I’m not huge into Solving but surely Into My Arms by Nick Cave is one of their Songs

And if not then why not it’s perfect

false prayers - MyresLight - The Terror (TV 2018) [Archive of Our Own]

Solomon wondered if Irving even knew the countless other ways his pert mouth could be put to better use.

fill two of two for @terror-pissvember! this time featuring a pairing i haven’t written before, but they were so much fun i’m going to have to do it again

solving or nedving enjoyers, do i have the book for you

considering doing a solving print series based on 19th (/early 20th) century paintings 😳🤔 if there’s interest? & feel free to suggest more paintings!

frederic william burton; “the meeting on the turret stairs.” ( 1864 )
edmund blair leighton; “wedding march.” ( 1919 )

Here they are! I noticed that I only draw them in girlnavy au so here are the boys for a change

Girl what the hell is going on at this Frankenstein place.

Did you know that you can just draw Terror characters as if they were in Rocky Horror Picture Show? Did you know what was an option?

Because I went to go see Rocky Horror in theaters last week and immediately upon exiting the theater and once again jostling my corset to be comfortable, my first thought was “I need to draw lesbian Solving as Rocky and Janet.”

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Terror (TV 2018)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: John Irving/Solomon Tozer
Characters: John Irving (1815-c.1848), Solomon Tozer, Background & Cameo Characters
Additional Tags: Pining, First Time, First Kiss, Emotionally Repressed, john irving is LUSTFUL and GAY and REPRESSED, Mild Sexual Content, Mild Smut, Hand Jobs, Interrupted Sex, Sorry john
Summary:

John can’t take his eyes off Solomon Tozer in uniform. He decides he need to do something about it.

The Shark’s In The Pond

There’s a lot of things Tozer can’t have.

For Kinktober Day 12: “Watersports” on AO3

Tagging @the-terror-kinktober