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[r8zzzs]

Grumpies

Based on early scenes of chapter 6 in The Wind's Winter Whisperer by @fuk1ngb1tch!!

Crybaby Jack is the best Jack LET THE BOY BREAK INTO FULL BLOWN TEARS AND CRY!!!! HE HAS EVERY RIGHT TO!!!! crazy how many times we could just see his eyes on the verge of tearing up in the movie

[heladiito]

Been wanting to draw @fuk1ngb1tch ‘s jack ever since i read their fic

he’s so pretty and sad 🫶

bonus doodle ;

shiver and jacks interactions really remind me of book hiccup and toothless’ interactions but with the chaos dialed up hella😭🙏

[fuk1ngb1tch]

Most of my Meja sketches (including some I've shared before and some I haven't)

One of these are from when I was getting the hang on drawing Jack lol. You can probably tell some are from the digital ref I did of her lol

Anyway I would have shared all my Meja drawings but my final one is a spoiler for chapter 8 💔 hope you liked these tho

[celestial-alignment]

from "The Night that Terror Stalked the Town"

Featuring a lovely musical interlude with Loveless and Antoinette, Jim punching Voltaire "in the tummy" and Loveless seeming to show genuine concern for Jim (even though he has his ulterior motives).

Honestly, I could just listen to Michael Dunn talk and sing for hours.

[marcia1]

"The Night of the Puppeteer"

[larsisfrommars]

Oh look it’s the clip from this show that made me 1000000 times gayer that got me to fully hyperfixate on the notion that these two are probably fucking this show!

I MEAN

Just LOOK AT THEM

The soft lil “come on buddy”

The absolutely unwavering faith Artemus has in Jim that he’s not even phased to find that Jim is hovering over him when he wakes up? UGH

LOOK AT THEMMM 💕

[relcollins]

"The Night of the Declaration" part 3

(3) Kensington Manor was not just grand, it was palatial, appearing on the horizon a good mile before the carriage reached the impressive stone gateposts.

“I’ve seen some remarkable homes in my time,” Artie ventured, “but this is indeed stately!” He poked his head out the window and admired the view.

“It has all the mod-cons you can imagine, and maybe some you can’t.” Leroy responded, not trying to hide the pride in his voice. “Mr Fortescue is a true Victorian innovator, and has engineered many things here to run on steam power. He studied the famous British engineer Kingdom Brunel’s work and created some useful devices for the property and the town generally. I’m confident you’ll find it very amenable here, gentlemen.” Jim and Artie smiled hopefully at one another.

The carriage pulled in through the massive wrought iron gates and travelled along a neat, paved drive, coming to a halt under a generous porte cochere, where they all alighted, watching as the carriage disappeared along the rest of the drive and away around the building. Jim and Artie cast observant eyes over it, noticing the teal paintwork and polished brass fittings shining in the sunlight.

“That was sure a cushy fit-out,” Artie said quietly to Jim. “We might have to have a chat to the upholsterers about the train!”

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Jim grinned. “I can’t see the Prez springing for new sofas just yet.”

“Pity,” Artie said, nodding ruefully. “Anyway, let’s see what all this is about.” They followed Leroy Wyatt in through a grand entrance and looked about them appreciatively. They had, in their travels all about the United States, seen some ostentatious, indeed spectacular, displays of wealth in people’s residences and embassies, but found themselves instead entering a space that lacked the dazzling glitz and glamour of those flashy places, favouring in contrast unpretentious good taste and refinement, from the wall colours to the window treatments, the light sconces to the floor coverings. It was all very understated, but neither of them missed the quality in everything around them. There was an atmosphere of reverential quiet, yet both felt that activity was going on just out of sight.

“Feels quite restful in here, wouldn’t you say, Artie?” Jim asked, turning about to get the measure of the place. “I could easily spend time here.”

“I’m not normally one for atmosphere, Jim, I’m sure you know, but yes…it does feel like a nice place, a bit like coming home.” He nodded as his eyes took in the paintings and furniture in the spacious entrance hall. Doorways led off in all directions. A figure appeared at the one farthest from the entrance doors, and both Jim and Artie stopped their admiring to address the older gentleman approaching them with his hand outstretched.

“Welcome gentlemen, to Kensington Manor. I’m so pleased to have you here. I’m Fortescue Weston. How do you do.” His handshake, when he gripped Jim’s hand, was firm, which matched the upright appearance of its owner, and Jim noted with surprise that Mr Fortescue Weston appeared much younger than he’d imagined. Artie, too, showed surprise on his face as he shook hands in greeting.

“Ah, I see, young man, “Mr Fortescue said, turning to speak to Jim, “you seem taken aback by my appearance. Perhaps you thought I was as grizzled as our mutual friend President Grant…?” Before either of the two agents could answer, Mr Weston turned to Leroy Wyatt.

“Leroy, could you please ask Cook to have the afternoon tea sent to my office? I’ll take our guests there and fill them in. Thank you.” Leroy nodded and left the hall. Mr Weston in his turn indicated a different doorway and led the way along a wide and tastefully decorated corridor to a large and sunny office, and pointed to easy chairs near the window, away from the substantial desk along one wall.

[onekisstotakewithme]

favorite thing(s) you've learned from west wing weekly

oooh this is a fun ask, because I've been losing my mind over this podcast...

Apparently one Christmas after Josh Malina joined the show, the cast gifts for Christmas were bikes (West Wing branded bikes apparently) and Josh gave his to Lin-Manuel Miranda.

The Foul Game (trying to bump each other during a scene like getting a foul in basketball) until Thomas Schlamme made them stop - the worst perpetrators of the Foul Game were apparently Dulé and Allison.

(more under the cut because this podcast has made me crazy)

There are apparently two origin stories for the NSC card subplot in Crackpots; one is that Aaron heard about it from George Stephanopoulos, and that George was unhappy that he'd gotten one but other people he knew hadn't. The other (and one I like better) is that he heard about the NSC card from George, and then asked Dee Dee Myers and she'd said there was no such thing.

Abbey's dress in State Dinner was apparently called the "Cleavage Dress" and got a lot of backlash (which is ironic to me, because her dress in, say, The Wedding, is WAY more revealing...)

Apparently the CJ locked out of the loop subplot was also allegedly based on something that happened to Dee Dee.