quigonejinn: (hornblower - only a feeling anyways sir)
quigonejinn ([personal profile] quigonejinn) wrote2006-02-12 06:07 pm
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*dances like gibbering monkey*

Jack has been learning about signals.

Untitled Horatio Hornblower fic. NC-17, Bush/Jack Hammond by [livejournal.com profile] randomalia with the most brilliant, amazing undertone of djgljdf I can't even describe it because it's so subtly and beautifully done that it'd be wrong to give it away, but oh man oh man oh man.

[livejournal.com profile] randomalia writes so goddamn well. So subtly, so brilliantly, with such an ear for how a sentence should come together and such an eye for how the different elements of a scene ought to lie. Goddamn.
ext_8683: (Bush throat looking up)

[identity profile] black-hound.livejournal.com 2006-02-13 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
These are all really good points. Yeah, the sisters aren't mentioned that often. I do remember that one bit in Commodore where Bush has the blood lust and wants to hang that poor bastard before he actually dies, and HH is all freaky about it. In that section somewhere HH says that Bush is a kind man, who is a good brother to his sisters and a good son to his mother. But outside of there and LtH I'm drawing a blank.

The age thing is interesting. For all we know he could be the youngest child in the whole load of them.

We don't get hide or hair or mention of them during all the time we spend in his head in LtH while we're at sea. We only hear about them when he's back on shore.

POINT. And if we would see it anywhere it should be in LtH. If you figure he left as a teenage boy and spends years and years and years away from home, these people have to be strangers to him. Easy to put them out of your mind I would imagine especially when there are better things to think about like beautiful ships and pretty captains.

And dude, I'm obsessed now with Chichester and I'm digging out all sorts of shit about the place including some period paintings of the main part of town. And I found some maps that ain't worth much because you can't read the streets but I'm hoarding it all.

But Chichester in the 18th century? SMUGGLING. All over the place.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-02-13 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Fic about how close and cuddly Bush is with his land relatives always makes me go a little O.O

I think I've muttered about this to you before, but I just can't square it with what we know about how Bush spends his life at sea and the tidbits we get of his life with them -- even setting aside the fact that he's spent his adult life at sea, completely independent of them, there's the weeding the garden in the middle of fucking winter, the way he thinks that women doting on men as something to be taken for granted, and above all, that insane bit in LtH where he's lying in the hospital and is just rendered completely inarticulate by the fact that someone cares enough to come and visit him.

I mean, WTF. I know that HH makes Bush all prickly inside and out and that he makes little Valentine's day cards trimmed with oakum for him, really. If he's even vaguely close to his family, he's going to miss them while lying on his back, alone, bored brainless, and panicky about his future career. We don't get a hint of that in the bit where he's all blushy because Hornblower shows up with the fruitbasket. Similarly, when he's having his rage attack about his magnificent ship falling into Dago hands, the thought that his sisters/mother will hear of it -- that doesn't come into his head at all. Instead, he's wondering what the Navy and "England" would say.

So yeah. Bush and his relationship to money also fascinates me, as does the notion of how Hornblower perceives Bush's relation to his family.