#jeremy poldark

[incorrectpoldarkquotes]

"Permission to go with Papa and see how his freak out goes?"

- Jeremy, probably

#poldark #incorrectpoldarkquotes #jeremy poldark #ross poldark #source: bob's burgers

[flipperbrain-awakes]

Ross gives good hug.

#tholly is the best! #ross hugs make me smile #ross poldark #zacky martin #dwight enys #demelza poldark #drake carne #tholly tregirls #jeremy and clowance poldark #prudie paynter #ned despard

[challengeborne]

jeremy planning and executing a highway robbery as an intellectual challenge is pure nerd energy.

making sure the only victim of said crime is george w.arleggan’s bottom line is pure ‘my dad is ross p.oldark’ energy.

#he's the BESTEST BOY. #❀ i. ｢ ooc. ｣ #❀ ii. ｢ jeremy poldark. ｣

[hornblower-diary]

Before Horatio joined the Navy, he was a happy boy living in Hythe (Kent), with no seasickness.

No, it's not Jeremy Poldark

#hornblower #horatio hornblower #ioan gruffudd #royal navy #hornblower series #poldark

[whenthegoldrays]

ELLY’S PLAYLISTS

k-dramas

Lovely Runner

sol x sun jae 🍄

Marry My Husband

kang jiwon / jiwon x jihyuk 🧸

jeong su-min / su-min x min-hwan 🧸

Tell Me That You Love Me

moeun x jinwoo 💌

Twinkling Watermelon

eun gyeol x eun yoo 💌🧸

yichan x cheong-ah 💌🧸

yichan and eun gyeol

Live Up To Your Name

im x yeon kyung 💌

Crash Landing On You

jeong hyeok x se-ri 💌🧸

dan x seung-jun 🧸

The Matchmakers

jung woo x soon deok 🧸

Castaway Diva

seo mok-ha / mok-ha x ki-ho 🍄

Our Beloved Summer

yeon-su x ung 🧸

Familiar Wife

ju-hyeok x wu-jin 💌🧸

Hometown Cha Cha Cha

hye-jin x du-sik

The Wind Blows

do-hun x soo-jin 🧸🍄

Hidden Love (c-drama)

zhizhi x jiaxu 🧸

period dramas

Emma, Jane Austen

frank x jane 💌🧸

The Blue Castle, Lucy Maud Montgomery

valancy x barney 💌

Mansfield Park, Jane Austen

fanny price / fanny x edmund 💌

maria bertram / maria & henry 🧸

Little Women, Louisa May Alcott

jo march / jo x friedrich 🧸

Poldark (TV)

morwenna x drake 💌🧸

Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare

romeo x juliet 🧸🍄

other

anna x william (Notting Hill) 🧸

diana & charles (The Crown) 💌🧸

margaret & peter (The Crown) 🧸

milo x amanda (Milo Murphy’s Law)

phineas x isabella (Phineas and Ferb) 🧸

candace x jeremy (Phineas and Ferb)

barbie & ken (Barbie, 2023) 🧸

💌 = favorite

🧸 = play in order

🍄 = needs work

#navigation #i did this instead of sleeping #elly's posts #spotify playlists #dividers by cafekitsune

[nervousladytraveler]

On Poldark tv series, the writer really diminished Ross' relationship with his kids. In the books he is an attentive loving father, but in the show he cared for GC but was almost indifferent to his children. Why? Why couldn't they have had some nice scenes of them talking or interacting on the farm or with the animals, at bedtime etc. They had time for GC and Val scenes. Seemed Dem was bringing them up herself. Didn't like how they portrayed him as a father. Your thoughts.

Thanks @anonymous for the ask! 

On the one hand, I’ve heard it is really hard to work with little kids (and animals) on sets, so I suppose giving the Poldark kiddies lines and significant action in scenes would be a stretch. I also heard the little fellow who played Jeremy in S2 was…well, he was a toddler, and probably acted like one, so he was a bit tricky to work with. And I also heard that Jeremy in S3 was a real sweetheart to work with, but had a really strong Welsh accent so they didn’t give him lines? (If any of this is not true please correct me. I can't refer to my sources because this was hearsay from like 5 years ago). So I understand those filming restraints. Also, the scenes we did have with Ross and his babies were super cute (I’m thinking of S3 and 4). But there were just so few! Ross holds Jeremy like twice in all of S2 so in S3 when he makes eye contact with Jeremy or holds his hand, we feel it is such a great development.

And yet there was much more screen time for Ross and wee Val (and earlier for GC) and it's the contrast that gets my goat. So to answer your question of why, my guess is the showrunners who really liked the Ross/Elizabeth story (and its aftermath) chose drama over domestic fluff, but that fluff is what we fans might prefer. 

Winston Graham wrote loads of little bits about the kids (also about the pets) that lent so much color to the story. These scenes gave the kids character, showed what kinds of parents Ross and Demelza were, and demonstrated that WG understood what it means to be a parent--kids don’t just fade conveniently to the background just because the adults are having big feelings. In the stocking (garters) scene in Warleggan, Jeremy is there, in the room, running around in a new hat while R & D are having their intimate moment! WG’s kids were flesh and blood, not window dressing. They get silly and tired and eat too many treats at Christmas parties. I love that on occasion, the kids start crying because Demelza is crying and that upsets them (Jeremy in Warleggan and Clowance in the Four Swans).

But back to the series…my personal favorite Jeremy and Clowance (actors) were from the second half of S4. They both had such charming tangles of curly hair and exuded so much joy in their surroundings. So if it appeared that Demelza was raising them herself, she at least seemed to be doing a good job.

#poldark #ask nervousladytraveler

[lifewithaview]

Poldark (2015-2019) S2E4

An epidemic sweeps through the county and Dwight is grateful to Caroline for providing him with a cart-load of fresh oranges to combat it. Ross meanwhile is thwarted in his efforts to expand the mine, thanks to Warleggan and his proxy, Tankard. To provide finances he strikes a deal with a local smuggler to use his beach to land cargo on, much to Demelza's annoyance. Ross also goes into partnership with Francis, despite Warleggan's attempts to split them up, and they open up the mine gaining access to Wheal Grace. Demelza gives birth to a baby boy, Jeremy, which goes some way towards reconciling Francis with Verity.

#Poldark #tv series #S2E4 #epidemic #scurvy #smuggling #relationships #drama #period drama #romance #reconciliations #family #Wheal Grace #mining #baby boy #just watched #Aidan Turner #Eleanor Tomlinson

[tellwolves]

❥ finn!

✤ toby!

♘ june/greta!

memories, like the corners of my mind.

❥ -- a childhood memory

" no one will know, " mandel reassures.

finn chews on his lower lip, hesitating. he touches the back of his head, feeling for his kippah. he knows it's there, it couldn't have fallen off, he isn't as taken to roughhousing as some of the other children are, but it's something to do with his hands.

" you sure? " he asks. this is their spot, beneath the tree on the farthest edges of the synagogue's yard. the thought of it being taken away from them almost makes him feel nauseous.

(he thinks about tom and jerry. forced castor oil ingestions as punishment. running to the window and hanging half out of it as they vomited. that's what imagining that made him feel like.)

mandel nods, holding his pocketknife almost reverently. " cross my heart. "

finn inhales. holds it for a few seconds. " okay, " he exhales. " go. go. hurry. "

quickly, mandel carves G + W in the wood. last names, to preserve some privacy, some semblance of mystery. it's more romantic that way, finn thought. they both figured M + F would be too obvious.

" there's something missing, " he insists, tipping his head, squinting his eyes. a look he'll wear for many years to come. he takes the pocketknife from mandel, and carves a shaky heart around the two initials.

✤ -- a memory that involves romance/love

although they sit beside each other on the train, finn and toby make a pointed effort not to look like a couple. it's a situation everybody like them knows. finn talks to the passengers that sit beside him, he's preoccupied with jeremy poldark.

when they find themselves to be alone, waiting a few stops before they do to make absolutely certain, they slide closer. finn even takes his hand. he lifts it and kisses it, taking pleasure in the smile that elicts.

the train slows to a stop. nobody is on the platform, but the doors remain open, all the same.

" looks like-- " finn's observation is cut off by the sudden, rushed arrival of a young lady. she's dressed in the typical sartorial style of the punk subculture, and sits far away from them. if she notices their handholding, she doesn't say anything.

they're generally one of them, anyway.

the train begins again. he can hear sniffling coming from her direction. getting a closer look at her, he can see her face's streaked with teary makeup.

she looks at them, finally having mustered up the composure to speak. she directs her question to finn. " got a smoke? "

straight-faced, " only after sex. and only if it's good. "

he flushes. " jesus, finn -- "

the young woman is laughing. toby starts to laugh, too. all the while, finn's got that impish grin on his face. eventually, " but, no, i don't. he does, though. "

he digs into his carton, handing her a cig. he offers to light it for her, but she pulls out a novelty lighter -- shaped like a pistol -- and lights it herself.

they talk, after that, the three of them. her name is gail. she's twenty-one. from liverpool. tells them how she lost her job and got dumped in the same night, same hour. she takes a scrap of paper from finn that has an address written on it, something or another for a job at an outreach center. say you know finn weiss. she gets off, saying her thanks. she says she hopes she meets them again. see you around.

toby turns to finn. their stop is next. " -- so. "

finn faces him. " so? " he repeats. it's almost a purr. fuck, he's good.

" you feel up for a cigarette when we get home? "

finn scrunches up his face, humming something between you're cheeky and we'll see. his head goes on toby's shoulder, and they share a kiss.

♘ - a memory of their sibling

greta waves back at their neighbor, politely smiling. she watches him climb into his car, start it, and drive down the street. the way they'll be heading soon, once the school bus arrives.

she looks beside her, and panic fills her chest. where's june? mom and dad trusted her with her little sister's well-being at the bus stop, surely she couldn't have gone--

" june! " she says, not quite at a shout but not regular volume, either. she's careful not to let her voice wobble. it won't do her any good to cry about it. that might end up scaring june, little as she is. (sure, she's not much older, only by two years, but the responsibility has allowed her to imagine herself adult. after all, she is eight years old.)

the younger girl comes skipping from behind their neighbor's house. her braids are still tightly wound, and there's no dirt patches on her stockings. greta heaves a sigh of relief -- loud, theatrical, so her sister can hear the grief she'd put her through.

" why the heck were you behind mr. ableman's house? " she hisses, wrapping her arm around her sister's shoulders and holding her close, a deterrent from running off. those elbus girls.

june blinks. the bus appears as a yellow dot on the far end of the street. " i saw his cat. "

#these were fun!!! thank you sm river i hope u enjoy <3 #finn. #toby. #june. #greta. #verse one. #answered.

[stelly38]

Yes, it’s an old article, but this is the sort of taking-the-piss-out-of-it I LIVE for.  It gives me liiiiife, darling.  This is by Patrick Freyne, in the Irish Times, dated June 11, 2017.  Hilarious!  (and that’s not the photo that came with the article; I grabbed this one off the nets.)

Poldark: He’s so fertile, I may have got pregnant watching him

18th century mining mogul, stealth Irishman and professional hunksman Ross Poldark is very fertile. As someone who has studied 18th-century medicine (the points were low) I believe this may be due to all that cliff-top horse-riding he does and possibly regular leechings.

And so Ross's first love, Elizabeth, is pregnant with his child but married to his arch-enemy, the upwardly mobile rotter George Warleggan. This is the key dramatic driver of the new series. The elitist banker Warleggan is, once more, pitched against the tin-mining man-of-the-people Poldark, as if they're the protagonists of some sort of olden-days Brexit.

We know Warleggan (Jack Farthing) is a baddy because he enjoys the effete pastimes of the age – thwarting villagers and standing in a drawing room with his hands behind his back and a puss on him.

In contrast, whenever we cut to Ross (Aidan Turner) and his saintly wife Demelza (Eleanor Tomlinson) they are carrying bales of hay, or pumping water, or punching sheep, or wrestling horses. They are generally to be found breathing heavily and perspiring, with a lock of hair in their faces, something which has no effect on the general viewer whatsoever.

Poldark, all in black, his brow furrowed like an Olde Tyme goth, has much on his mind. Demelza wishes he didn’t always “rise before dawn” Fine-Gael-style as he walks by, once more, carrying a cow over his head or something. “Everyone has shadows,” he explains later. “The trick is to outrun them.”

This shows a basic and panicky misunderstanding of the science of shadows, but we’ll let it pass. It’s the 18th century.

Over in Warleggan’s place George is trying to wean the family off Ross’s earthy influence. There’s Ross’s Aunt Agatha, who hints darkly about disasters to come from the corner of the room, much like a newspaper columnist or Twink.

And then there's Elizabeth's son, Geoffrey Charles, who has never read any old English novels about what happens to the first children of remarried English aristocrats, and so is unwisely insolent towards George.

In a moment of rebellion, he runs off with Ross who shows him how to manfully batter the inside of a cave with a pickaxe, thus inculcating him with a transgressive love for manual labour and, possibly, shirtlessness.

Actually, Ross keeps his shirt on for this episode, leaving the more explicit hunking to two new characters, Demelza’s brothers, the wannabe preacher Sam and the Canadian hip-hop artiste Drake (editor’s note: um, I think that’s a different Drake, Patrick).

This tuneful duo arrives to bring news that Demelza’s father is dying, and we are promised, in a teaser for next week, that one of them will divest himself of his horrible chafing shirt. Shirts are so uncomfortable. I regularly take my shirt off, because, as you know, typing is manual labour (editor’s note: that reminds me, you’ve a meeting with HR today, Patrick).

There are minor subplots. Caroline Penvenen, a friend and local pug-farmer (well, she has a pug), is marrying noble military doctor Dwight Enys in defiance of her kindly, slowly-expiring guardian Bergerac (John Nettles). Geoffrey Charles also bonds with his new governess, his cousin Morwenna, who gazes lustfully at hunky Drake, no doubt contemplating his Hotline Bling.

Poldark is, as always, almost bizarrely gripping and entertaining. Possibly due to its roots in the novels of Winston Graham, it never undermines its historical strangeness with high-concept notions or overly prescient references to the internet or the millennium bug or Jeremy Corbyn. It looks amazing. Everything is sun-dappled or candle-lit.

The tense omnipresent soundtrack is, somehow, never intrusive. The striking-looking, charismatic actors never undermine the dark, morally problematic melodrama by winking to camera.

And then there's the beautiful, ocean-battered coastline of Cornwall along which Ross and Demelza ride when in emotional turmoil and which some liken to "another character on the show".

Sadly, it hasn't yet been given any lines ("Whatsa matter Mister-a-Poldark?" for example) but it is spectacular. It is, as you know, played by Timothy Spall.

It’s the 18th-century so life is hard. There are references to the war which will, I think, dominate later episodes. There are two deathbed scenes (for nice Ray Penvenen/Bergerac and Demelza’s brutish father) and a difficult childbirth scene which all occur under the eerie shadow of “a black moon”.

Elizabeth spends the episode trying get thrown from a horse or flinging herself down stairs in fear that George will listen to Aunt Agatha’s hints about the child’s parentage and figure out that Elizabeth is nine months and not eight months pregnant.

The latter action apparently causes her to go into labour. Ross spends a bit of time lurking outside the window spying at this point, which is pretty weird behaviour even for him (this show expects you to forgive a lot).

Anyway, it’s very important for Elizabeth that there’s no indication that she might be giving birth to Poldark’s child. The baby comes out shirtless, brooding, riding a small horse and wearing a tricorn hat.

“He favours you, I think,” says Elizabeth to George, chancing her arm.

“Yes,” says George, a little desperately, as the baby moodily gallops along a clifftop with a sheep under his arm. “I see the resemblance.”

Back at the Poldark residence Demelza tells Ross that she too is pregnant, and to be honest, after an hour watching I’m feeling a bit pregnant myself. “Curse my hunky fertile genes!” cries Ross Poldark shaking his fist at the heavens in anticipation of an excitingly tumultuous eight episodes to come.

Okay, he doesn’t say the last bit but you get the picture. That Poldark, what’s he like?

Link to original if you like:

https://www.irishtimes.com/culture/tv-radio-web/poldark-he-s-so-fertile-i-may-have-got-pregnant-watching-him-1.3116115

#poldark series #taking the piss #thank you #funny review #patrick freyne #period dramas

[ava-candide]

#aidanpics

[shinycomputerqueen]

I’m sure he is! Can’t wait to see this. 😍

[incorrectpoldarkquotes]

Rosina: I don't think I'm ready to be a mother!

Demelza: You see these three kids right here? They all came out of me. And let me tell you something, I was not ready for them. You've got a tiny stranger coming out of your vagina who's going to annoy you for the rest of your life, but they'll also be thing you're most proud of.

Bella: We're a damn treat.

Jeremy: I don't even wear napkins anymore.

Clowance: Brag!

#poldark #incorrectpoldarkquotes #rosina hoblyn #demelza poldark #isabella-rose poldark #jeremy poldark #clowance poldark #source: bob's burgers

[tallmadgeandtea]

What are Ioan Gruffudd’s- aka Horatio Hornblower aka Jeremy Poldark aka Glee guest star- thoughts on the Funny Girl situation?

#if I can find a way to make a post about nothing relating to the contents of this blog relate to this blog I will so help me god #amanda speaks

[ao3feed-kathony]

Christmas of the Future

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52451882 by PenelopeR Christmas set far in the future the children are grown up, the parents are older, but its the same old friendships and loving memories being made Words: 1876, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 39 of Poldark Meets Bridgerton OneShots Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn, Poldark - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Violet Bridgerton, Agatha Bridgerton, Thomas Bridgerton, Clowance Poldark, Julia Poldark, Jane Bridgerton Relationships: Demelza Carne/Ross Poldark, Simon Basset/Daphne Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, Sophie Beckett/Benedict Bridgerton, Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma, Amelia Basset/Jeremy Poldark, George Bridgerton/Bella Poldark, Eloise Bridgerton/Phillip Crane Additional Tags: Family, Family Fluff, Christmas Fluff, Christmas read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52451882

#kathony #kanthony #anthony bridgerton #kate sharma #kate sheffield #ao3feed #fanfic

[rainpuddle13]

From an unfinished canon WIP

“Papa?” came a very small voice from somewhere low.

“Jeremy,” he admonished lightly, hoisting the little boy up in his arms, thankful at least someone in the family was still willing to seek him out. His son’s arms went around his neck, holding on tight. Ross brushed a gentle kiss to his temple, breathing in the sweet scent of his hair. He couldn’t help but think of the daughter now lost to him at that moment. “Where are your slippers?”

“Dunno,” Jeremy mumbled against his neck, wiggling in his arms like a landed fish on a hook.

“Does your mother know you’re down here?” Ross hated to ask, but the last thing he wanted was to further stoke Demelza’s considerable ire. “You’re supposed to be asleep.”

The little boy answered with a shake of his head before the wiggling turned into squirming. “Wee! Wee!”

“Ah!” Ross now understood, and set Jeremy down on his feet so he could grab the old and chipped chamber pot from under the bed, pleased to see it had been emptied and cleaned at some point during the day. He did not relish the thought of trying to make it to the outdoor arrangement in the cold and dark with a little boy just learning how things are done. “Remember what to do?”

“Uh huh,” his son muttered while struggling with pulling up his nightshirt and untangling the tie on his new drawers, all the while shivering. The library was by far the coldest room in the house, exposed as it was on three sides to the relentless winds off the sea, and just the one fireplace to warm it.

“Let me help, mate,” Ross said softly, squatting down to help with the clothing before there could be a mess to clean up, and was pleased at the sound of piss hitting earthenware once he’d turned Jeremy around to face the pot.. A near miss avoided. Jeremy was a smart boy, a quick learner, and Ross couldn’t have been more proud. “Better?” he asked, helping right the soft nightshirt made out of one of his well-worn shirts.

“Huh huh,” came the satisfied giggled reply as Jeremy threw himself into Ross’s arms again.

#pud fic #poldark fanfic #ross poldark #jeremy poldark #wild baby poldarks

[nervousladytraveler]

Writing Pattern Game

Thank you so much for tagging me, @jomiddlemarch As always these games are fun indulgences (and a great way to feed my Sunday morning procrastination tendencies).

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns.

“There you are! ’Bout time,” Prudie sputtered when Demelza entered the cafe. (“The Shift”)

She was already seated at a table in a quiet back corner when Ross entered the restaurant. A sandwich sat in front of her--untouched. (Duty)

“Demelza?” Ross called entering the house through the front door–something he rarely did. He set the carrier bag on the floor, hung his coat, then stopped to listen to what transpired further in the house. ("A Brilliant Choice")

Ross Poldark drove the black pickup north in the dimming evening light, trying to ignore the jarring squeak that followed each slap of the wipers on the windscreen.  (Like Someone Who Would Know Her Own Mind)

Allow me. Ross meant to say the words but instead just shot his hand out stiffly to Demelza after the borrowed cart came to a halt. It was neither a gallant nor even a particularly polite gesture on his part. (“An Occasion”)

“Are you cold, Jeremy, my love?” Ross Poldark asked his young son as they hurried along the slick pavement. (“The January Stone”)

“God damn it, Demelza! I told you not to follow me tonight!”  (The Alibi)

Ross kicked off his stiff leather shoes then stretched out on the bed with a groan. He had no complaints about the bed--it was a perfectly comfortable affair, just the sort to be expected from a pricey hotel. (“In Praise of Pied Beauty”)

Ross pressed Demelza closer to him on the futon, then tucked the thin mofu under her. He managed to do this without waking her, though soon enough they’d have to rise and face the trials of the day. (Love And Other Four Letter Words)

The ancient mahogany bed gave a friendly creak as Ross pressed himself even closer to his wife. “Are you cold, my love?” he asked softly, then kissed her on the top of her head. She smelled of wood smoke, warm apples, and the sea. Always the sea. (“A Frost Moon”).

Patterns? Ok, I cheated and gave more than just a single sentence. I guess I consistently like an initial setup where the action takes place (lots of bed scenes because I often write while in bed myself!) Then I set the sensory details–smells, scenery, weather/temperature, textures, etc. and then finally (sometimes firstly) the main charcter's mood. It's not really discernible here but in my longer works I think I do tend to start each chapter with a piece of dialogue to get things moving as well.

Tagging @dreamstone28737 @abradner1 @romantical-reverie and anyone who feels like perusing their back catalog. I assure you it's fun!

#writing #writing game #first lines #lucretiassister #poldark fanfic #fanfic writers