#Judy Robinson

[texasthrillbilly]

Sunset on an alien world.

#lost in space #science fiction #fantasy #penny robinson #judy robinson #major don west

[retropopcult]

Marta Kristen in a promotional shot for Lost in Space, 1965

#Judy Robinson #TV show #1960s #publicity photo #vintage #costume

[pinemai]

Happy holidays from the Robinson crew ❤️

#lost in space #lost in space netflix #will robinson #judy robinson #penny robinson #john robinson #maureen robinson #don west #grant kelly #mina sundwall #maxwell jenkins #taylor russell #molly parker #toby stephens #ignacio serricchio #russell hornsby

[hammah-banana]

Don West: I won't leave a single stone unturned, not a corner unscoured, not a rotisserie unrotated until my little egg-laying ingenue is found! Maureen Robinson: Debbie's missing again. Penny Robinson: Ooh. Mystery. Intrigue. I love it. Judy Robinson: Maybe she just needed some alone time, Don. Don West: Debbie hates alone time, unless it's with me. Besides, she's been acting strange lately. She keeps disappearing, she's tired all the time, and she didn't show up to book club this week. She never misses book club, especially when we're reading chick lit. Get it? Chick. Lit. Will Robinson: Maybe Debbie just flew the coop? Don West: Oh, no! Really, Will? Terrible chicken puns at a time like this? You are better than that. Penny Robinson: But had Debbie really flown the coop, or was there something more sinister going on? Only time would tell. Or would it?

#yet another Debbie related Lost in Space incorrect quote #idc these are too funny #lost in space 2018 #lost in space netflix #incorrect quotes #don west #maureen robinson #penny robinson #judy robinson #will robinson #source: httyd #rtte #httyd race to the edge #tuffnut thorston #ruffnut thorston #hiccup haddock #astrid hofferson #snotlout jorgenson #how to train your dragon

[barkingbonzo]

Marta Kristen as Judy Robinson posing with the Robot in a promo shot for Lost in Space, 1966

#marta kristen #judy robinson #lost in space #1966 #science fiction

[nerds-yearbook]

The original pilot for Lost in Space was listed as having a release date of September 8, 1965, though it was considered lost and not aired until some time in the mid 1990's. Unlike the first aired episode and the series, it did not include key characters Dr Smith or the Robot. According to the unaired pilot, the Robinson family left Earth in the Gemini 12 to colonize Alpha Centari on October 16, 1997. ("No Place to Hide" Lost In Space, TV Event)

#nerds yearbook #real life event #first appearance #sci fi tv #september #1965 #october #1997 #lost in space #lis #pilot #gemini 12 #guy williams #john robinson #june lockhart #maureen robinson #mark goddard #don west #marta kristen #judy robinson #bill mumy #will robinson #angela cartwright #penny robinson #irwen allen #shimon wincelberg #ford rainey #dick tufeld

[snailsandpuppy-dogtails]

WIP Tag

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it and then tag as many people as you have WIPs. (i have too many wips i wont be doing this I'll only tag a few)

Tagged by @darcyfangirlsfrequently ....I don't have a wip folder, all my fics are in various states of finished on one note....so...like...some don't have names, some are just descriptions, some don't even have that... so I guess those will have the first lines in quotes. My haphazard writing style

I Do, Do You?

Salt and Storms

Jacqui’s Coffee shop undercover s16 au/re-write

“Judyjudyjudyjudy! STOP!”

"He was like a wobbling fawn, stumbling and unsteady."

The snowy Robinwest fic

“Such a pretty baby, what a sweet girl,” 

Like a Dream

"She didn’t understand it. The jealousy. And that’s definitely what it was reading as."

Strangers on Main

The Play

Penelope invites Luke over for a "thank you" dinner 

This time was different part 2 

ok

um

tagging @somewhat-intelligent and @aalizazareth

#ooo 13s a good number #wips #i wips my hair #lololol #lost in space #robinwest #criminal minds #garvez #luke alvez #don west #judy robinson #penelope garcia

[handsome-edvard]

Hot take for the Robinwest nation

I think the scene in season 1 where she gives him the puppy eyes could have been more interesting if he did stick to his firm NO. He storms off and that’s the end of that.

But what if that was just the set up?

Cut to the Robinsons scrambling to figure out how to make it work with just John’s weight in the shuttle, and Maureen is stressed but determined in her calculations, and Judy is clearly considering going with her dad when-

Enter Don West, clad in a bright orange spacesuit, swaggering into the passenger seat of the shuttle saying, “If anyone asks, I got paid for this.”

“Don?” Maureen gasps.

“A lot,” Don carries on, settling into the co-pilot station. “And if I die up there I better get a statue. My own holiday on Alpha Centauri.”

And Maureen is smiling in disbelief and John is skeptical but at a loss, and Penny and Will are relieved. Don sees all of that but he hasn’t looked at Judy. Not yet.

Thing is he didn’t see her behind him in that room when Maureen and John tried to sell him on the idea, and he told them to send him a postcard.

He’d said no because it is his life on the line too, he likes being alive, and doing the right thing does really suck.

So he doesn’t look at Judy right now as he doesn’t know what he’s going to find behind those big brown eyes that previously beseeched him to help. The ones he couldn’t stop thinking about later.

She had looked so devastated by his refusal, so vulnerable, that he is honestly not sure risking his life is enough to get her to talk to him again.

Probably for the best.

He flipped that tanker for her and he lost the money, then they lost Evan eventually. It was all for nothing. From where he’s standing, doing things for Judy doesn’t help him in any way, and that’s a problem because he can’t seem to stop. It’s entirely irrational.

He locks eyes with her later on, after various trials of his recovery time in test launches. He’s even more sluggish with each trial but it can work. They can do it. Don can’t tell what Judy is thinking and she looks away just as quickly as he does. But one thing he knows for certain is how she looks when she’s pissed and this — is not that.

Now they’re about to leave and Don needs an excuse to be near Judy one last time. Debbie clucks beside him and Don figures if he dies up there with John, he should make sure the lucky chicken is with someone else, maybe bring them a bit of extra luck like she did for him.

“I don’t want your chicken,” Judy says, when she realizes what Don has for her.

He thought she looked almost eager when he called out for her (it was endearing, really), and the way she rolls his eye at him right now is—that’s what it is.

That’s what does it for him.

The reason he’s risking even more than he already has is not because Maureen asked or because John needs someone else in the shuttle.

“And I don’t want to hurtle through space in a tin can,” Don replied, “but here we are.”

She doesn’t seem mad at him, not anymore, and that’s good enough for him. If he goes out doing something for her, it’s good enough for him.

He’s a decent person who has been dealt a bad hand and it’s still so awkward for someone like him to admit he’s a smuggler—he never liked that word—and the thing about Judy is, when she looks at him, it’s like she can see who he actually is underneath everything.

That’s why all her appeals to his better nature always succeed. It’s how the prior caught-off guard No eventually turned into a Yes.

It’s not just his life on the line, it’s her life too, and everyone else’s lives. He wants to reaffirm that he is a better man than everyone thinks, that they are past the money.

“Bye Debbie,” Don says gently.

“Don?” Judy calls after him just as he turns to leave. Her eyes are different, almost shimmering with emotion. Doing that thing from earlier but for a different reason. “Hey, try not to die up there, okay? Make sure you fight.”

There it is. Now he knows for certain they’re back on good terms. Beneath the hefty space suit, a flutter blooms in his chest.

Judy is preparing herself for the possibility that they may never see each other again. Don gives her a smile. He wants her to remember him well.

“Do my best. See you on the other side.” He winks at her and departs, hiding his own bittersweet smile.

. . .

When the shuttle explodes as it hurtles through the atmosphere Judy lets out a scream before she even knows it, and her eyes fill with tears for her Dad and for Don, because Don didn’t want to do this. She tried so hard to convince him and she thought she failed until he came back and strapped into the copilot seat.

And now he’s gone. He’s dead because of her. How can she live with that?

. . .

But then when she hears his sweetly bruised voice through the comm, thick with emotion, her eyes fill with tears again. “Are you crying?”

“No?” Don says.

“Yes you are!” Judy laughs and cries a little too, already thinking about when she’s going to see him again.

“They’re happy tears,” John confirms.

Don is so heroic. He made it. Judy is overjoyed and she can’t wait to hear his voice his person, to see the crinkles near his eyes when his smiles begin to form.

. . .

Don shuffles a few paces behind John Robinson. He knows the family is going to be all over the man, so he figures he’ll just give them some space. Although he’s been thinking about Judy he can’t let that show in front of everyone, and so when he becomes aware of her presence, Don tries his best to maneuver around everyone and maybe go see about Debbie.

But Judy pulls away from John and comes to him. Her eyes are full of admiration and pride and relief. It’s crazy how one person can make him feel like he’s a hero among men.

“Hey Doc,” Don says, watching as her arms extend. He catches her quickly, glad to see someone is happy to see him, and not just anyone — her. “That’s right Judy, I am amazing.”

Judy laughs, her arms tightening around him, basking in his warmth. “I’m glad you’re okay,” she says softly.

“Yeah. Me too.” Don pulls back to see that something is different about Judy’s demeanor — like calling her princess might do some things to her. “You good?”

Judy nods. “Never better.”

#robinwest #don x judy #Judy Robinson #Don West #lost in space fic #Don West girlies (gn) how we feeling? #I was thinking about that scene a few days ago and was honestly going to make this only a post about an alternate take on it #genuinely don’t know why it turned into a one shot but here we are 😂 #despite how much I’m screaming about Star Wars the bad batch Crosshair these two are forever in my mind and heart ok 🥹🥹 #yooo also I was watching Arcane for the first time and there is a very hunky Latino guy in there who looks just like Don West #I was actually screaming and shaking because he’s just too beautiful?? his name is Jayce?? #anyways robinwest forever

[ghostlyfanparadise]

#mine #meme #photo edit #lost in space 2018 photo edit #lost in space photo edit #lost in space 2018 #lost in space #don west #dr smith #judy robinson

[somewhat-intelligent]

You’re More Than My Heart, You’re My Blood

Flufftober Day 1 - "I've got you"

@flufftober

(Read on AO3)

WC: 1086

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Like every night since they brought her home three weeks ago, it’s his daughter’s soft cries that wake him. Little whimpers and whines that he’s learned will quickly morph into full-blown wails. He has a minute, at best.

Don keeps his eyes shut tight, listening. Waiting.

Maybe, just maybe, for the first time, she’ll go back to sleep instead. She’s gotta sleep through the night at some point, right? But seconds later he’s rubbing his face and blinking into the low dark as Lina’s cries do the expected: become a little louder. A little more insistent.

Barely a month old, and she’s already a force of nature. Just like her mother.

Don exhales a laugh, picturing Judy’s expression when she wants him to do something: her full, pouty lips; her big, pleading eyes...

Yeah...

He never stands a chance against that look.

Another cry hits his ears, and Don tilts his head toward the corner where Lina’s crib sits, her light-up mobile casting a dance of stars across the ceiling, the walls. Beside him Judy stirs, a soft, disoriented sound of her own joining their infant’s disgruntled ones as she peels her face up from the pillow.

“What time is it?” Her voice cracks in her half-awake state, and Don gently pushes her arm down when she begins to lift the blanket, readying to get up.

“Hey, no,” he whispers. “You sleep. I’ll take this one.”

Judy gives in immediately.

After weeks of these middle-of-the-night wake-ups, her usual determination has been replaced by exhaustion, and she collapses back into the pillows with a grateful sigh of “thank you...”

Don hums his acknowledgment, dusting a kiss and a soft I love you to her temple before tucking the covers tighter around her shoulders and sliding out from under them himself as Lina’s wails swell.

He hurries the few steps it takes to reach her crib, and in the light from the false constellation dangling overhead, he can see that she’s kicked off her blanket, her little hands and bootied feet flailing as she produces sounds far louder than lungs so small have any right too.

Judy often jokes that she gets her loud mouth from him, and in these moments of shocking volume, he can never decide if he wants to take that as a compliment or not…

As impressed as he is, though, he really wants to let Judy get some more rest.

“Alright, kiddo.” He leans into the crib, carefully positioning one hand under his daughter’s back and sliding the other behind her head to support her neck the way Judy taught him. “You’re okay. Daddy’s got you,” he murmurs as he picks her up, still so small, weighing almost nothing. He’s held wrenches that were heavier.

Lina’s cries sputter out for a moment as she nuzzles her face into his shirt like she’s searching for something. They return with full force when she doesn’t find it.

Don cradles her up to his shoulder and strokes her back, swaying in a gentle, calming rhythm.

“What’s the problem, hm?”

He performs a hesitant smell-check that tells him she doesn’t need a change yet, so...It must be feeding time?

“I hope you got Mom’s brains,” he mutters into a kiss on her chubby, cry-reddened cheek. “You gotta learn to talk stat. Dad’s pretty good at deduction, but words will be a lot easier.”

A breathy chuckle drifts from the cocoon of blankets on the bed and Don looks over, just able to make out Judy’s face in the light of the simulated stars orbiting across her.

Don shakes his head, giving her a small smile. “You’re supposed to be sleeping.”

“I will,” comes her contented reply as she sinks deeper into the bedding, soft eyes still on him. “I love you,” she calls, quiet against the noise of their child.

If Lina was calm, he’d crawl back beneath the covers with her and hold them both—their own little colony of three.

But she isn’t calm. She’s cranky, and needs feeding, and he just volunteered for the job.

“I love you too.”

Gently bouncing Lina in his arms as her shrill screams continue, Don grabs a blanket from the crib and slings it over his free shoulder. He makes a quick stop at their bedside to give Judy a kiss, then heads out to the kitchen.

Not wanting to disturb his unhappy infant even more, he flips the lights to their lowest setting before retrieving one of the bottles Judy left in the fridge. As it heats in the microwave, he keeps up his soothing routine of gentle bounces and soft whispers into her softer hair.

Once the bottle is warmed, he settles on the couch, and Lina’s cries subside to short, sporadic whimpers. Don smiles as she makes tiny fists in the fabric of his t-shirt, and starts to rub her little nose into his chest again.

“Sorry, kid,” he chuckles. “Nothin’ there but pure muscle.”

He kisses the top of her head, careful of the spot that Judy told him would still be soft for the first few months before coaxing her back to replace his shirt with the bottle. Lina latches onto it like she hasn’t had a single morsel to eat in her entire short life, and she falls silent, save a few quiet sniffles and coos.

As Don watches her eat her fill, she watches him in return; her big, brown eyes, so much like Judy’s, so much like his, staring up at him.

It’s strange to recognize parts of himself in someone else.

Raised in that cold, Catholic orphanage, he hadn’t known his parents. Didn’t know if he had siblings. Had never met anyone he was related to. His whole life, it was just Don West; alone in a world that never seemed to want him.

Then he met the Robinsons. He met Judy. And he finally learned what family was. What it felt like to love, and, more importantly, what it felt like to be loved in return. To have people who cared, and who showed up when you needed them. He’d never had that growing up. But Lina?

Lina will have it all.

Her little hands come up against his on the bottle, and even as her impossibly small fingers close around his much bigger one, he knows that he’s the one wrapped around hers.

“Don’t worry, Lina,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “You won’t be alone. I’ve got you. Us Robinson-Wests? We stick together.”

#flufftober2023 #flufftober #day 1 #day 1 “i've got you” #lost in space #robinwest #don x judy #don west #judy robinson #prompt fic #pamelo:my art

[solarsleepless]

my best one yet

THIS IS LITERALLY SO CANON ???? I CAN HEAR "DO IT NO BALLS"

#penny robinson #judy robinson #don west

[texasthrillbilly]

Parkas

#lost in space #science fiction #fantasy #major don west #judy robinson #mark goddard #marta kristen

[feralboo-the-weirdo]

Penny: Dumbest scar stories, go! Maureen: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Judy: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it. Will: I have a piece of graphite in my leg from accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Don: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn. Dr. Smith: Dr. Smith: I have emotional scars.

#Dr. Smith #lost in space 2018 #incorrect lost in space quotes #incorrect quotes #don west #judy robinson #will robinson #maureen robinson #penny robinson #funny #humor #dark humor #this is a joke #haha #memes #lol #love this sow so much!!! :D #lost in space netflix

[lostinspaceage82]

Lost in Space- Major Don West and Judy Robinson in "Follow the Leader". Original Air Date: April 27, 1966

#lost in space #major don west #judy robinson #mark goddard #marta kristen #don x judy #classic lost in space #60s #vintage sci fi #classic tv shows

[daria1611]

Rewatching this masterpiece. Trust me there will never be a show better than LIS. PERIODT.

#lis #lost in space netflix #lost in space #john robinson #maureen robinson #will robinson #penny robinson #judy robinson #netflix #don west #dr smith #the robot #the robinsons #jupiter #maxwell jenkins #mina sundwall #taylor russell #molly parker #toby stephens #ignacio serricchio #parker posey

[cepheusgalaxy]

As much as I love giving characters traumatic backstories there's nothing quite making them go through a very specific traumatic experiences. Like Judy Robinson from Lost In Space, that on ep1 got stuck under ice for 5h straight or Percy Jackson during The Son of Neptune who almost asphyxiated inside a puddle of cursed-ish mud 🤌

#watching lost in space w my dad #and GOSH its so agonizing #but the whump is GOOD #its givimg me so many ideas #whump prompts #tw asphyxiation #lost in space #judy robinson #son of neptune #percy jackson #pjo tag #ish #like #you dont KNOW how much good and tasty whump is in the percy jackson series and franchise #good shit there