#James/artemus

[larsisfrommars]

The Night of The Murderous Spring Is So JUICY!

I think I need to talk about how insanely gay this episode of Wild Wild West is or I might EXPLODE. I know a lot of us who already watch the show knew this episode was ridiculous in the gay subtext department but I feel compelled to go in-depth about putting it into words.

Let’s not even dig into the fact that before drugging Jim Dr. Loveless proudly proclaims that he will make James West “kill the thing he loves” and was referring to Artemus when he said that! That’s already wild enough as it is.

For me like, through a shipping/gay subtext lense, I could already tell Artie was into Jim. There is a mountain of evidence to interpret their relationship that way at least on Gordon’s end. For West it was a little more sparse until and especially THIS episode. Which confirmed for me as relatively new to this show and fandom “ohhhh!! He really DOES reciprocate whatever ambiguously gay mess is happening here!”

The version of Artemus that Jim subconsciously conjures up for himself is so interesting. And of course, it appears to him when he’s in desperate need of comfort, of a rock to cling to, but can find none. So his hallucinating brain projects what he NEEDS most, not some lovely young lady (familiar or otherwise) to tell him everything is alright, but Artemus to take care of him. He WANTS to be taken care of and comforted by Artemus and no one else. I’m not crying YOU are crying!

His version of Artemus is pretty close to the real deal but there’s something… softer about this projected version. He’s not completely different, I wouldn’t even say out-of-character. But he is gentler, more patient and forgiving, and very much there to play guardian angel for Jim. All of his positive traits are exaggerated in Jim’s eyes, like hes always seeing the guy through rose colored glasses.

I say this because part of why I got a bit suspicious of this version of Artie was him being way too calm and forgiving when Jim starts being aggressive towards him due to the drug. Yeah Artie loves Jim but like, he’s got his own sense of self-preservation, intelligence, and a bit of a temper. I was expecting a joke or some sternness or something, hell maybe taking Jim’s gun from him. But of course he doesn’t and he can’t, because he’s not real and he’s there to comfort. Jim can’t be thrown off the course that’ll lead him to killing Artie by his hallucination’s own intervention. He’s himself but oh so slightly off.

Another thing was something that “Artie” said that didn’t actually make a lot of sense compared to the rest of established canon when Jim first starts getting temperamental. “Hey it’s me remember? Artemus Gordon? Mrs. Gordon’s son.” Now I know there’s probably some throwaway Doylist explanation for this, but the Watsonian in me prevails.

Artie never brings up either of his parents before this or ever again to my knowledge. Jim only mentions family once in a previous Dr. Loveless episode. It’s the kind of thing you’d say to someone where you’d known each other your whole lives, implying Jim would somehow know his mother. Now unless I’m mistaken they met each other in the military as adults. Which means Jim’s subconscious emotions have made him feel as though Artie’s known him his whole life. Which is some soulmate sounding mess if I ever heard it.

Then there is the crescendo of this madness where Jim shoots the illusionary Artemus in cold blood. Which is easily some of the most heartbreaking acting in the series. I have watched it a normal amount of times (lying)!! Dying “Artie” looks confused and betrayed but he STILL reaches out to Jim like he like wants Jim to know that it’s okay?! OUCH. Then of course there’s the little “why?” before he dies that pushes Jim over the edge.

Jim completely flies off the handle after Artemus’s apparent death. Careening through the street, threatening the hotel staff, trying to get himself arrested for murdering Artie. I don’t know whether it was a side effect of how much hallucinogen he ingested or what. He straight up faints like some tragic Victorian protagonist after returning to his room, overwhelmed by the evil that he has seemingly done.

When he comes back around he is not at all acting like the Jim we know and love. It’s almost like he wants Loveless to kill him with the way he goads the guy. He’s despondent and jaded and being reckless with his own life. He only snaps back to normal when he discovers Artie is in fact alive and well. Which is such a beautifully loaded reunion. He responds to Jim’s unusual tenderness with a sassy joke (which is of course how we know this one is real). It feels very akin to the Kirk and Spock reunion at the end of Amok Time.

I also think it’s worth noting that I think the first time I ever heard James West utter the words “Artie! Help me!” when he’s trying to prevent the ducks carrying the murder-LSD from being released (this episode is NUTS). Which you know in light of the events of this episode is a big step in Jim being a bit more vulnerable as a character. So there is THAT too.

Hey, and maybe it’s just me, but whether it was deliberate or not, something changed about the whole tone of the show after this particular episode. It felt like the showrunners were slowly having it dawn on them the show is at its strongest when it plays off of the bond shared by these two characters. This episode along a few other gems from season one seem to have clinched it. I noticed in season two so far they’re using Artie and Jim’s relationship as a support beam where it was more of a flexible suggestion before. Which has ✨implications✨ whether you interpret the relationship as gay or not. The events of this episode cracked Jim West’s very hard shell, and made these two characters closer than before.

[ichayalovesyou]

Why Do Old-School TV Duos Have SUCH MLM Vibes?!

I think there’s something very specific about the formula and writing style of non-serialized/semi-serialized shows from the 60s to 80s that featured two grown men going on wacky dangerous adventures that makes my gay little literary analysis brain go absolutely off the wall bonkers. I’m trying to figure out why!

I’m writing this on my Trek blog because I don’t think this pattern in people actually shipping these types of relationships the way they do if fandom as we know it wasn’t born via TOS in syndication. That being said! I also think it has to do with the way these shows are designed that makes myself and others OBSESSED with a specific character dynamic that feels (to me) damn near impossible to replicate in modern television. In a way that’s more than just fandom, it’s in the way TV like this was written at the time!

Further explanation under the cut!

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I think what it usually boils down to is this. There’s a charming protagonist whom without the series could not operate, frequently top billed or the title character! (See: Wild Wild West, Starsky & Hutch) BUT he doesn’t have anyone to play off of! So what do they do pretty much every single time? Give Mr. Idealized Vision of Time-Period Masculinity For Genre a second guy to rhyme with!

See but the other guy has to play opposite but parallel to our hypermasculine protagonist. So what frequently ends up happening is that in order to play off our “normal” guy, even though he’s also a white dude, is that he’s still somehow Other.

They’re always perfect for each other, and they always get into scenarios that would be written, shot and interpreted by conventional audiences as romantic IF either one of those characters were a woman! Especially at the time these shows were made in.

If the one is aggressive, the other is gentle. If the protagonist is violent, his counterpart is intellectual. If the one is stoic, the other is emotional. Which (while one size def doesn’t fit all) usually makes the second guy come off as much more queer-coded (and sometimes other minorities like neurodivergent/disabled etc) than the other because of the traits associated with masculinity vs gayness at the time! Our prime examples in these gifs are Spock, Hutch, Artemus, and also *BJ!

*(M*A*S*H is a bit of a unique case since the show flirts with queerness more openly in ways that people more into the series have explained better than me but I think it still fits the formula I’m discussing.)

Here’s the thing though right? We’ve got two best friends, and the show NEVER really feels right if one of them is missing unless the focus of the story is how A & B operate without each other while trying to find the other one. They stick with and rescue each other unfailingly in scenarios that might destroy a regular friendship.

Hell, there’s often stuff that would emotionally/physically destroy a regular person/character in modern media. But because it’s not serialized they always seem to pull through seemingly through the power of friendship alone or dealing with it off-screen! Emotional consequences? Yuck! (Unless it’s M*A*S*H or Starsky & Hutch, like I said, not monolithic)

Here’s the thing that some people might say throws a wrench into the interpretation I’m discussing. What about the absolutely non-stop parade of conventionally attractive women the main protagonist (and less frequently the supporting man) goes through?

I would reply: how many of those female characters actually emotionally impact our protagonists as characters long term?

The answer is of course, because it’s NOT serialized, almost none! Kirk can watch Edith Keeler get killed by a car accident and still be making eyes at Spock the next episode. Hawkeye can have a “life changing” romance with a Vietnamese humanitarian woman, then share a blanket with BJ next episode like she never existed!

The Doylist explanation of course is not just the fact it wasn’t serialized but also just, constant, blatant 20th century sexism. Which SUCKS!!! As well as not wanting a long term love interest to throw off the character dynamic of our duderagonists. It’s the 20th century tv equivalent of bros before hoes.

However the Watsonian explanation always seems to result in no love interest EVER being more important than what the two protagonists have no matter whether you think they’re queer or not. No attractive woman could make our reputed babe-hound protagonist abandon his buddy. There’s no earnest romance our more queer-coded supporting man doesn’t end (or get ended for him) often for the protagonist’s sake.

Now some of these women are incredibly well written and straight up GOOD matches for our guys. So why wouldn’t they get involved in something long term UNLESS!! They were in love with each other the WHOLE time?

What if protagonist (frequently the babe hound) doesnt know he’s queer, or knows but doesn’t know he’s in love with his bestie, or any number of similar fruity explanations? The supporting man also runs into this explanation but people tend to believe he’s already aware that he’s queer but either also doesn’t know he’s in love or is keeping it to himself because time-period homophobia and/or thinking (probably not unreasonably) that babe hound is straight?

Between the inherent closeness of being narrative foils. The regularly scheduled life or death drama creating sometimes insanely romantic (in the narrative if not a literal sense) drama between the two. The revolving door of weekly women they never seem to get attached to enough to leave one another. The non-serialized nature resulting in sparse personal information/history about the protagonists as a result.

I think between the very NATURE of the way tv shows were written at the time. Plus the way fandom was shaped by a dynamic that has rippled through how media works and is interpreted by fans for decades upon decades. It’s not hard to imagine getting really emotionally invested in the possibility of the protagonists being in love is a fantastic way to enjoy the media!

In conclusion, it’s really fun and easy to go “these bitches gay! Good for them good for them!”

[celestial-alignment]

Jim West's Train

The Gold Sofa

“The private railroad car loaned to James West by the U.S. government should have had its own billing as the third star of the series. Built at a cost of $35,000, the train set appears in every episode. Serving as the agents’ home, as well as their mobile base of operations, the train contains a lab, where Artemus creates his various gadgets and disguises, and the main living quarters—attractively furnished in golds and greens—where the men conduct business, as well as entertain.

“The gold sofa was a key piece of furniture on that set. During the run of the series, its luxurious, golden cushions were enjoyed by such varied personalities as the president of the United States, members of royalty, and foreign dignitaries, as well as an assortment of criminal masterminds who invariably found their way onto West’s private car.

“Both Jim and Artie would probably agree, however, that the sofa had its most memorable use at the end of each assignment—at the tag of nearly every Wild Wild West episode—when two lovely ladies would curl up on this sofa in the arms of our heroes. The theme music would swell as the train chugged along the tracks into the distance, the two agents enjoying a well-earned rest from having, once more, saved out great nation from the forces of evil.”

— "The Incredible World of Spy-Fi" by Danny Biederman (2004)

BONUS: Fringe details and Jim's red velvet smoking jacket

[that-whump-guy]

Jim and Artie being best friends

[fandomfixation2]

Not sure if this is the best way to do this, but I’m looking for some fanfic recommendations on the following -

DS9 - Garak/Bashir

Wild Wild West - Artie/Jim

I have only just found out about AO3, but I literally don’t know where to start, so if anyone has any recs I would be eternally grateful.

[eridanidreams]

WIP Wednesday

Tagging: @bearlytolerant, @silurisanguine, @aro-pancake, @fangbangerghoul, @atonalginger, @aislingdmdt, @fshenkoescape, @ninjaofnaps, @lisa-and-shadow, @a-cosmic-elf, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @hockeydemon42, @fomagranfalloon @violenceandviolets, and @artemis-crimson

Y'all know the score, post if you've got 'em, and if not, just enjoy!

from stars through my fingers like grains of sand

The remains of lunch were scattered across the table. Knowing how even a short dogfight could take it out of someone, Sam had flat refused to let Cait cook. Wasn't like she hadn't already prepared a week's worth of meals already; all he had to do was reheat a few. "I'm telling you," Cora repeated patiently, "we all need secret identities. The sidekick always has a name related to the hero."

"So what are you," Sam teased. "Insectikid?"

"Young Mantis!" Cora countered.

"Too derivative," Sam chuckled. "The Spiderette? The Caterpillar?"

"Da-ad!" Cora gave him an exasperated look while Cait sat back quietly and smiled. "Mantises don't come from caterpillars."

"So what do they come from?" she asked logically.

"Nymphs," Cait offered.

Sam shook his head. "Nope, vetoing that one right now." His daughter was too young to be 'nymph' anything.

Cait tilted her head, thinking, while Sam and Cora tossed even more ridiculous names back and forth—and not just for her. "I don't need a name," he argued. "I'm not the sidekick."

"The fearless partner," Cait murmured, low and amused.

"Auuuugh! Dad, that's not how it works! If you're the partner of the Mantis, you can't be just you! You might blow her cover, or someone could use you to get to her!" Cora got up and was pacing back and forth, throwing her hands around in a twelve-year-old frenzy.

"If I might?" Cait was turning something over in her hands, and she had a wry smile on her face. "I think I can solve both these conundrums." She looked over at Cora. "For you? The Phasmid. Phasmids are related to mantises, but sneakier."

"Ooooh, I know what those are!" Cora enthused. "They're ambush predators that look like other things, like leaves and sticks and flowers!"

"Or in your case, a twelve-year-old girl," Sam teased. "Waiting to strike against any unwary library or bookstore that might pass her way."

"I LOVE IT!" Cora bounced over and gave Cait a hug. Cait, for her part, seemed to be getting used to Cora's adolescent enthusiasm, and returned it less awkwardly than usual. "So what's that?" Cora pointed at the thing Cait was fiddling with.

"Something I found in one of the abandoned bases we were exploring," Cait said, laying it on the table. It was a hand-written card; on yellowing paper, it read:

MERC FOR HIRE HAVE GUN, WILL TRAVEL SSCOM: 1957PDIN

Sam looked down at it, then back up at Cait, raising an eyebrow. "Seriously?" He'd been a fan of the classic vids as a kid, of course, had thrilled to the adventures of Josh Randall, Agents James West and Artemus Gordon, and—of course—Paladin.

She shrugged. "Aren't you always telling me to go big or go home? Besides, we've resurrected one legend today, why not two?"

Sam felt a slow smile cross his face. "I do cut a dashing figure in black…" He slapped the table in sudden decision. "All right. Let's do it. The Mantis and Paladin, partners in anti-crime."

"And me!" Cora piped up.

"And our fearless sidekick the Phasmid," he agreed. Drink packs were awkward for making a toast, but they managed to slosh them together anyway. "May all our victories be as sweet," Sam declared.

[marcia1]

James West & Artemus Gordon “The Wild Wild West”

“Soldier”

[autumn-storms-and-coffee-rings]

it’s remarkable how many of my ships experience fantastic tropes in canon:

sharing clothes!

hurt/comfort!

emotional hurt/comfort!

sharing a bed!

height difference!

one or both experience nightmares!

so many fanfic ideas, so little time. and energy. 

[kangelane]

The Death Stare

Summary: How much are James West and Artemus Gordon willing to sacrifice, in order to prevent a stolen experimental lethal virus to fall into the wrong hands?

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”WEST!” Thomas Gabriel was intently scanning the area, gun clasped firmly in his right hand and the left arm keeping a solid grip around Artemus’ neck – cowardly using the agent as a human shield. A trail of blood originated from Artie’s right eyebrow, the gaze from the normally warm brown eyes was slightly dimmed and unfocused following the hard blow he had previously received. Artie’s hands were now cuffed in front of him, but despite this restrain, he still weakly struggled to pry the arm away from his throat to get free, but the other man did not even flinch at his futile attempts. The chains kept clanking, as Gordon was harshly steered around on wobbly legs by the armed goon, down the main street passing through the heart of the abandoned eerily town, constantly moving jerkily, making it near impossible to shoot the armed man without first hitting the agent.

”I KNOW YOU’RE SOMEWHERE IN THE CLOSE PROXIMITY, MR WEST! IF YOU DON’T COME OUT THIS INSTANT, AND WILLINGLY HAND OVER THE VIRUS TO ME, YOU WILL BE RESPONSIBLE FOR MR GORDON’S IMMINENT SUFFERING AND DEATH!”

”JIM, DON’T-”, Artemus begun, but the muzzle was immediately moved from his temple to below his cheek, forcing his head to lean back, silencing him with an accompanied gentle hush.

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Read the full story here:

…or here:

~ Kangelane_Wild Wild West 🤓📚📖

[larsisfrommars]

Hello my fellow Wild Wild Westies! I’ve made a discord for this tiny little fandom so we can stay in the loop about incoming fanworks and discuss the show!

Please join if you are interested!

[ichayalovesyou]

Cool News Guys

Guess who finally has an AO3 Account?! MEEEEEE!

Am I slowly but surely putting all of my Captain Pike x Reader fics on there? YES!

Would it be awesome if y'all checked it out? ALSO YES!!

BEHOLD :D

All of my Star Trek stuff is under IchayaLovesYou as a pseudonym of my main account! My non-trek (BG3 and WIld WIld West) stuff are under my main account.

[celestial-alignment]

IT'S FINALLY STREAMING! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!

Right now it's on Amazon Prime, for those of you who have it.

[that-whump-guy]

Jim and Artie, The Wild Wild West

[dead-welsh-king-cult]

Songs as my favorite ships (platonic, romantic, etc) -

Would that I (Hoizer) as Bluesy

King (Florence + The Machine) as Blue and feminism

First light (Hoizer) as Gansey and his model Henrietta

Take me to church (Hoizer) as Pynch

Ship to wreck (Florence + The Machine) as Ronan and his life

Signs of time (Harry Styles) as Dick Gansey and his death

A thousand years (James Arthur) as Jane and Dick

St Jude (Florence + The Machine) as Adam and his self pity

Wasteland, Baby! (Hoizer) as Ronan and the scene where he sees Adam for the first time and closes his eyes and prays to God for him.

Like real people (Hoizer) as Blue Sargent, Dick Gansey and the prophecy.

Rollercoaster (Bleachers) as The Gangsey and the pig

Lucid Dreams (Juice wrld) as Kavinsky and his obsession with Lynch

Cool kids (Echosmith) as Henry and the Gang

Riptide (Vance Joy) as Artemus and Maura Sargent

Shutoff the lights (Bastille) as Maura and Gray man

Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen) as Noah and his *life*

My Blood (21 Pilots) as Chainsaw and Ronan

The Seed (AURORA) as Adam and Cabeswater

Paradise (Coldplay) as Ronan, Adam, Opal, Chainsaw and the farm

Poison (Hazbin Hotel) Roan and his bmw

$20 (boygenius) as Adam and his frayed Agionby Sweater

What was I made for (Billie Eilish) as Gansey boy and his quest

Chlorine (21 pilots) as Blue and Ronan.

[prolix-yuy]

19!!!! 😘

Skyeeeeeee! You got it babe!

19. name a movie so bad it’s good

THERE ARE SO MANY. But I gotta throw back to a movie I watched probably 15 times when I was a kid - Wild Wild West. Was it good? No. Do I remember any of the plot? Also no. But why did I watch it so much?

I really couldn't tell you.

But if you want a fun recommendation, you would actually enjoy the TV show the movie was loosely based on, The Wild Wild West. I watched it most Sunday mornings with my dad and it was super fun! From Wikipedia:

Developed at a time when the television Western was losing ground to the spy genre, this show was conceived by its creator, Michael Garrison, as "James Bond on horseback."[5] Set during the administration of President Ulysses S. Grant (1869–1877), the series followed Secret Service agents James West (Robert Conrad) and Artemus Gordon (Ross Martin) as they foiled the plans of megalomaniacal villains to take over part or all of the United States, protected the President, and solved crimes. The show featured a number of fantasy elements, such as the technologically advanced devices used by the agents and their adversaries. The combination of the Victorian era time-frame and the use of Vernean technology has led several steampunk web sites to cite the show as a pioneering influence on the genre.[6] This aspect was accentuated even more in the 1999 film adaptation.

I need to find somewhere to watch it again!

[relcollins]

So many have written marvellous adventures of Jim and Artie that tell of a life they choose to keep to themselves.

I had one idea myself and this was the result...the opening paragraphs of what might be a longer story. I have a script in my mind for how it all plays out, so I'm wondering if anyone is interested in following along...

"The Night of the Declaration"

Florence, North Carolina, was a town no more remarkable than a dozen others along the rail line down from Washington, but did offer the traveller numerous amenities in the way of hotels and restaurants, stables and public open spaces for gathering on fair days and holidays. Two particular travellers had occasion to admire the scenery as their private train slowed to transit through the edge of the township and deviate off on a branch line to their destination.

Westonia wasn’t familiar to either of them, however it had been given a glowing review by their boss sufficient so that they quite looked forward to arriving. It didn’t disappoint. As their lounge car eased into the station, passing a sign painted in big black letters on a white board that welcomed them to this fine address, Artie turned to Jim with a smile on his face and commented that things were looking up.

“Did you ever see such a well-kept platform and station, Jim? This might be a big improvement on the usual assignment.”

“It’s no more than we deserve, Artie, after all the tinpot dots on the map we’ve been to lately. Let’s hope our contact is just as charming.”

“Pretty and dainty with laces and frills will do nicely, wouldn’t you say?” Artie replied, grinning shamelessly, as they donned jackets and hats, secured their gunbelts and left the carriage by the door opening onto the balcony, stepping down onto the neatly swept platform.

There was no lace or frills, nor anything pretty and dainty. There was instead a strapping young man dressed in smart working clothes and sporting a warm smile and an outstretched hand.

“Mr West and Mr Gordon, I presume?”

Jim extended his hand and shook the stranger’s. “I’m James West, and this is my partner Artemus Gordon. How do you do, Mr…er…”

“Wyatt. Leroy Wyatt. Mr Weston sent me to collect you folks and bring you back to Kensington.”

“Kensington?” Artie queried. “What’s, or where’s, Kensington?”

“Kensington Manor is the family home of the man who caused you to be here, Mr Gordon. Mr Fortescue Weston owns the Manor and most of the land around here…”

“…which is why the town is called Westonia, I get it.” Said Artie ruefully, annoyed at himself for not being quicker. “So Kensington Manor is how far?”

Leroy Wyatt gestured somewhere away to his right and said it was only a few miles that way, on the main road through town. As they all made their way to the carriage and clambered in, both Artie and Jim cast admiring glances at the green open space around the station, noting the neat lawn edges, the straight trees uniformly growing along the road boundaries, and the blooming flower beds bordering the station fence. It all boded well for an enjoyable visit.