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ciceroprofacto · 8 years ago

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A Winter’s Ball (pt.III)

pt. 1: November, 1777

pt. 2: December 1779

February 1780 Hamilton attended a dance with Kitty Livingston…who invited her friend Elizabeth. Determined to get time alone with his date, Hamilton invites his own chaperone.

Are we doing this again? Are we really doing this again, oh my god.

February 1780

“Truly, Bets, it’s a menace,” Kitty glared down at the fasteners as her handmaid worked nimble fingers through the stomacher. “I asked Suky to tell me everything her husband was sharing with her. My father likes to talk about the war when he has officers over for dinners- wouldn’t it just shock them if I had some thoughts of their plans,” Kitty smirked at the thought, but it quickly turned sour, “She must have mentioned it to Alec and he just…” she shook her head with a huff, “It was not an invitation to court me.”

Betsey raised both brows, suppressing an amused grin.

Kitty hated that playful look sometimes. Betsey was clever for her age, but she always thought she could see what others were thinking. And, really- it’s not like Kitty actually liked Hamilton…no matter how sweet he could be between her legs. “I mean that, Betsey. This…dalliance or whatever it is- it’s going nowhere.”

Betsey cocked her head back. She blinked as if she really did think Kitty was just playing coy with the boy, as if she was really entertaining notions of one day marrying him. “But…I thought…well you accepted his invitation to this, and…” she glanced at Kitty’s servant and lowered her voice, “you’ve laid with him.”

Kitty laughed, “And, I’ll probably lay with him again.” She also found that look so painfully endearing when it soured. There were times Betsey made it difficult to resist the urge to ruffle her hair like a little girl…but they had spent far too long twisting it into prettily-styled knots for the ball to ruin it now.

In his invitation, Alec had heavily implied that he would expect them to spend time together after the formal celebrations had ceased- probably rekindle their seasonal flame despite the fact that he’d rudely neglected her this past year.

So, he would need to duly amend himself- show his commitment before he got any reward from her- and not by proposing marriage again. It would mean positively no stumbling into bed together to avoid the subject.

She’d asked Betsey to attend primarily to give herself someone to talk to when conversation would inevitably lag- so perhaps this time the lull in conversation wouldn’t lead to shedding clothes for an easier form of interaction, but the girl was pretty enough herself. She might make a good distraction for Hamilton in her own right.

…

“Tench, I will not beg you to join us, but there is a good case to be made that you would enjoy the excursion-” Alex raised his brows suggestively, but the elder aide was already walking away. He quickened his step, “And! A good case can also be made that I’m qualified to…answer the General’s letters with Knox…”

Tilghman turned, interested in the bribe, but he was obviously not sold.

“She’s invited her friend,” Alex complained, “Just help me this once, I will owe you, truly…”

“I’m leaving for Trenton next week, I can’t afford to be taking nights off.”

A reasonable excuse and a dismissive one. Alexander had hoped not to mention it, lest Tilghman demand he play cupid for his pursuit of a delightful fox that he had been unable to stop talking about all month. Supposedly he had met her at a dinner with Lord Livingston, but Alex had no recollection of him spending time with any girl in that meeting, so it was far more likely that Tench had seen her and made eyes at her from a distance- and would need all the help he could get to win her- or speak to her at all. Of course, Alex had also spent half the party buried under Kitty’s skirts, so he may not be the best witness.

“Her friend is the Schuyler girl.”

Tench froze. His jaw clicked. “Fine.”

“You’ll go?”

“I’m going.”

…

When Kitty’s father’s valet brought in the letter, she could see where this was going very quickly. Tearing open General Washington’s seal, she recognized the name Tench Tilghman, though not as an interesting character by her own judgment.

“We could’ve had a servant drive the carriage,” Betsey said, sitting back with her hands folded in her lap.

“Yes, Bets,” Kitty said slowly, “We could have. He’s bringing his friend to distract you from me so we can be alone.”

“Ah…I see.” Elizabeth frowned, understanding slowly, and on days like this, Kitty wondered what it was like to be the daughter of one of the continent’s feared generals- the gift of innocence she was indulged, not to have to learn how to see these tactics from suitors for her own safety. All the officers that were constantly in her home, sharing all sorts of stories about the war...and all of them too afraid of her father to try anything untoward. “That’s clever…”

“It would be clever if I hadn’t wanted you to come.”

Betsey’s brows knit in confusion, “You think…he thinks you didn’t want me to come?” she reeled at that, “Does he think I’m there as what- your father’s escort?”

“Probably.”

Understanding was still coming slow, but Betsey looked at her and seemed to see, “You wanted me to distract him, didn’t you?”

…

Tench was not going to forgive this anytime soon.

And, Alexander’s pride was not going to recover with any more ease. He should have known Kitty would be bitter with his silence over the last year, but really, how could he have known she would be cunning about it? Why should he expect a trap?

He had heard of Elizabeth Schuyler often enough from Tench and all the officers who had served with the girl’s father to expect that she would be as kind and agreeable as everyone said. By name, he couldn’t recall having met her…

But those eyes were certainly familiar. Ink-black and colder than the winter had ever been- even in John’s absence. The Elizabeth Schuyler he remembered at once was sharp-tongued and deceivingly polite.

And, her snubs were as delicate and graceful as they were decisive. Tench scooped her hand delicately and kissed it in greeting. “That is a lovely dress, Miss Schuyler.”

“It’s Kitty’s dress,” she said with a sweet smile.

To his credit, Tench waned only a little, “Then it looks lovely on you.”

“It’s quite nice on her as well.”

“I…I’m sure that’s the case…”

“You should really see her wear it. She has a bonnet that goes so nicely with her eyes and the blue really suits her beautifully.”

“That…sounds nice?”

Alex wanted to cringe, and even though Tench was serving his purpose and distracting his girl’s escort, and though he would still cover the other aide’s correspondences for him as promised, he could only watch three of these fumbled exchanges before surrendering his time with Kitty to draw miss Schuyler away from him. He could brag of the elder aide’s finer qualities himself then perhaps send her away, happier to converse with him.

…

It was brutal to watch, but Kitty felt no shame in enjoying Betsey’s destruction of Colonel Tilghman’s lofty hopes with her. She did it so kindly the man would hardly be able to hate her for it, though he would certainly understand she had no interest in him.

Maybe she’d underestimated her friend in a way- though blind to the boys’ manipulation, she was artfully delivering her honest sentiments in a way they could hardly protest…

Perhaps she had never needed to learn the sorts of tactics Kitty had seen.

Still, when Alec turned to talk to her, Kitty was keen to watch them, and relieved when he stayed his course and only spoke praises of his friend- not even realizing Betsey was wise to Colonel Tilghman’s purpose here, and she’d be immune to such charms-

…

This game was obviously fixed against their favor. Miss Schuyler’s smile betrayed nothing, but she would have no need for such a mask if she wasn’t aware of it’s purpose. She knew Alex had brought Tench for her. All he could do was show his friend support in hopes Tench wouldn’t realize the setup and might overlook his oversight.

He really just wanted privacy, the freedom to tell this girl his honest intention without Tilghman’s scrutiny.

…

Perfectly content that Alec’s diversion had failed, Kitty took Colonel Tilghman’s hand to be escorted from the carriage. Through the years of their flirting and banter, Hamilton always assumed her affection was assured, and treated her as such. She knew the teasing in his letters was harmless and she understood the intention, but his ribbings were…cocky.

It would do him some good to see that he did not own her. It would certainly make it easier to deny him with whatever game at courtship he was trying this time.

After all, he wasn’t the marrying type.

…

Alex had been wrong to underestimate Kitty, but she did him the same favor when, upon arriving at the manor and stepping out of the carriage, she took Tilghman’s hand and led him inside and away from him.

Elizabeth snubbed his assistance down from the carriage.

He still waited at the step, hand still extended for her. “Miss Kitty told you I brought him to court you,” he said bluntly, turning to watch Tench walk his girl down the path into the manor.

Elizabeth took his hand, “Distract me would be a more precise translation of what she said.”

He laughed, lightly squeezing the hand in his own and starting their walk down the path. “Well, that’s cynical of her.”

“Can you fault her for that?” miss Schuyler smirked darkly, a truer expression and one Alex took some small satisfaction in, then- “She can hardly be alone with you without you trying to lead her off to just…romp with her.”

Despite how true that accusation cut, Alexander couldn’t restrain the belt of laughter it pulled from him. “Romp with her?”

“Yes!” she huffed as if offended she was being made to speak of it further. “I’ve seen how you are. You can hardly speak two words to a lady without trying to dig yourself into her skirts!”

Alex caught his breath, guiding their steps forward and stopping to bow to their hosts, generals and dignitaries each as they passed in step. “Not to be contrary with you, miss, but I like to think you are yourself a lady, and if I’ve been digging for your skirts I’ve kept my hands remarkably clean this time.”

He smirked at her immediate glare and gave her wrist a light slap when she nearly failed to curtsey Count Pulaski.

“Besides,” he said, straightening up, “I find it interesting that you assume it’s always been me who was eager to dash off for a romp.” Implication aside that he was such a lusty tramp- an insult he was so familiar with it hardly struck him anymore, “I think I’m attractive enough that any lady with a healthy sense of desire might approach me- have you thought of that?”

“A healthy sense of desire.”

“Or any desire at all, really.”

“You flatter yourself.”

He huffed a laugh and they stopped to bow and curtsey again. Righting themselves, they were shuffled inside and he looked over at her, “Well, I don’t expect you to do it.”

“That’s wise.”

Alex wanted to take offense, but the wit was blunt enough he found himself chuckling instead, wanting to hold her hand more casually to match the ease in this banter. He looked for where Tench had walked off with Kitty, but Elizabeth hadn’t released his hand. He glanced at her, “So Kitty told you I invited Tench to distract you from your sacred duty: to protect her…so that I can’t…” he smirked, “take her away and ravish her?”

“You too quickly assume women like you, mister Hamilton.”

“And you too quickly take the word of your friends without allowing contrary evidence.”

“It’s called loyalty, Colonel.”

“Yes,” Alex agreed. “Loyalty to friends. A very quick way to be associated with hurtful injustices, look-” tugging her hand, he stopped by the dance floor where the guests were preparing for the first dance to commence. “You’ve seen me in a very unflattering light.”

She replied with an impatient glare of agreement.

He gathered up her hands, stepping over her so that she backed away a step and the folds of her skirts shifted around his legs. “But if your reputation precedes you, you’ll do me the kindness of believing me when I say my intentions are true with your friend.”

Black eyes narrowed, “True…?”

“I intend to court her properly,” Alex said. It was the first time such words had ever left his mouth with full honesty and he didn’t like the taste of it.

Even with permission, it felt like a betrayal. If not to John, at least to himself.

It felt like surrender to the world…to the way everyone else wanted things to be. At least with Kitty, the terms of that surrender were familiar. But, there were far more pleasurable ways to surrender to her than proper courtship- namely immobilized under her thighs…

But marriage? It was hateful as much as it was necessary. He could do it, be comfortable and happy with a woman in the same way that he could be comfortable, conceding a footrace where all bets were against him- he’d catch his breath and his muscles would relax, but he’d lose…the race, his pride, the satisfaction of knowing he had given all he had and finished at a sprint, of knowing that he’d defied all those who wanted him to lose…to sacrifice his own happiness for the comfort of others…he’d rather deny them all out of spite- punish them for ever demanding such a thing…

Sure, he loved women- their bodies and wit and sensibility. But, he loved himself first, and he hated this concession.

He wanted to stay with John, and he should damn well do it.

“Do you love her?” Elizabeth said.

“What?” Alex found himself staring at their hands.

“Kitty. Are you in love with her?”

No… That was a bold question and the right one to ask, but Alex could tell she would see it if he lied about this. John had said lying wasn’t in his nature anyway. Though, lately, it all felt like lies...

John had freed him to concede a part of his heart to ensure his own happiness- he had never said how large a percentage it must be, so what did it matter if he barely loved his girl at all? If he could do so just a little, that love would still be true enough and- “I was…” he said, voice dropping to a whisper. “There was a time I loved Kitty so much I could hardly stand it.”

A lie. He thought he loved her. He hadn’t even known what love was...yet.

“But that changed?”

Yes, it had changed, but Alexander couldn’t exactly explain that he had fallen deeply, hopelessly in love with his friend- his lover in camp. A man. He dropped her hands and stepped back towards the floor where the dancers were finding their pairs. “Look. I loved her before and I know that I am very capable of doing so again. Unless you have an objection to a man, intent on committing to a woman he wants to someday marry, I’ll ask you not to interfere.”

She grabbed his arm, pulling him back, “Wait-”

He turned, frowning. Maybe Kitty had told her something he didn’t know.

“She said…”

He braced himself for the inevitable. His girl had been promised to someone else and she simply hadn’t found a way to tell him. He should have known better than to raise his hopes- Kitty was wealthy and well-bred. But, why would her father have ever allowed her to attend this ball with him if that was so?

Elizabeth hesitated, “well, I think you hurt her badly these last few months. She was convinced you had fallen for someone else.”

So then, all was not lost. He closed his mouth, stepping back towards her and holding out his hand. “Dance with me. Please.”

Elizabeth looked past him to the floor.

…

This was a surprising development, though perhaps not a shocking one. Kitty dropped the folds of her skirt where she’d been walking to meet Alec for the opening dance. Their hosts would begin the ceremonies and the guests would each take partners for the minuet and the following line dances.

Betsey had come with her to help distract Alec and in that regard, she was effective, but there was no satisfaction in giving her a nod from across the room when the girl looked for her permission.

There would’ve been no harm in dancing with him…

Kitty glanced back to Colonel Tilghman, his eyes fixed on the same scene and drawing his own bottom lip to chew it, a heavy curl of guilt for the crestfallen expression he wore. It would be simple to walk over and cut in, free Betsey to his hand and take Alec away to the dance floor with her where he had intended to be anyway…but there was a danger in coming too close to that boy and his mouth, in imagining how she could have him with a simple command…

Not now…but maybe…

She stepped to Tilghman’s side, “Should I assume I’m not your first choice of dance partner?” she said, giving him a careful smile.

He collected himself as if he hadn’t realized he’d had her audience, composing himself and holding a hand out politely. “You are my best choice, it seems.”

It was the kindest thing to say.

…

Elizabeth understood the steps and moved with all the grace that Alex’s former dance partners had been known to want. The complicated series’ of steps and hops in the first few sets granted little time to conversation and far too much for his own reflections.

He’d only been gone for a week, but all Alexander could hear was John’s laughter, the tight-chested fondness to watch his clipped steps and small stumbles, the warmth of dancing in this stuffy ballroom style in their own cabin, perverting the movements to their own taste and reclaiming them their own…

And the night that followed.

John had said his dancing partner here would be able to keep up with him, but it was he who was struggling to maintain his usual grace, expecting longer limbs for the twirls and a taller partner to spin.

“Was Kitty right?” Elizabeth said, watching his feet- likely to avoid being stepped on, “That you’d fallen for someone else?” She looked up to his eyes, and when he didn’t want to answer, her tone accused, “Because you don’t seem to be dancing with me-” she stepped under his arm, “and if you had wanted to dance with her, you would’ve just asked.”

There were enough ladies that trailed behind the army to follow their families or work- she would have no reason to suspect- "Someone in camp,” he admitted.

Elizabeth frowned. “And you’ve come back to Kitty…because this girl in camp-”

“We would never work,” Alex said, clasping her hand again, “our…families…” John’s family would be ruined forever. He would be hanged by his political enemies. Washington’s reputation…all that had happened under the General’s watch… “I need to be serious about my future- consider things like marriage.”

“The infamous Tomcat, truly speaking of proper courtship.”

There was a smirk in her tone “Is that really so hard to believe?”

“No. I don’t think you’re being insincere,” she met his eyes as they dipped in unison, “But, I’ve heard stories…and, knowing that you love this girl in camp-”

He wished she would stop calling John a girl- “I admit, I have a terrible weakness,” he said, and for a moment, he wasn’t sure what he had intended to say. Then, Elizabeth’s dark eyes were locked on his, stepping close to him and sharing the same breaths and it was easy to explain, “I have a foolish, hopeful heart.” A strange topic to touch again. It wasn’t exactly a secret that he guarded, but it was one he didn’t speak of- or…had only spoken of with John, an inky black place in his chest, touched only by him. “See, I’m inexplicably drawn to fall in love with the ones I can never keep.”

Black eyes turned from him, staring past his shoulder on the party where Kitty twirled under the next man’s arm. “I think,” she wet her lips and glanced down toward his feet, “that’s not…your fault…”

That- he had not expected and, “How?” he blurted. Suddenly at a disadvantage, he didn’t want to seem confused, lagging behind her, “I mean, I know the heart wants what the heart wants- or some such adage, but-”

“But, that’s not what I’m saying,” she smiled, surprisingly kind. “I just mean…I think, when you allow it, your heart follows easily where it’s lead and that’s not a bad thing. It’s certainly not foolish.”

He didn’t know what to say to that, feeling raw in a familiar and unwelcome way.

“I think,” Betsey turned away, dropping the folds of her dress as the music slowed, “you shouldn’t be with someone who doesn’t see that…” Or worse- someone who saw it and let him fall in love nonetheless.

“You…don’t think Kitty sees it…” he realized this almost as he said it aloud, staring at her. “So if I told her I’d had a lover in camp- that that’s the cause of my silence, she wouldn’t forgive it.”

“I think…” the music had stopped and Elizabeth stepped back towards their friends, “that’s something you should ask her.”

It was Alexander’s turn to grab her arm and say, “Wait- you see her better than I do, I’m sure. I think you see me as well, and- even knowing and believing my intentions, you’ve diverted me from her… you don’t think I should pursue it further.”

“She enjoys you-”

“Yes, between her legs, what about her heart?” Alex nearly bit his own tongue, shocked with himself for saying such a thing to a lady- especially one he didn’t know in such a way. But, Elizabeth just raised her brows at his language. He slowed himself, “I mean, would it be unwise to let myself love her again? Please be honest.”

“Well,” she bit her lip and her hands smoothed out the front of her dress restlessly, fidgeting with his proximity “I think you’re attractive enough…you have many options. I certainly can’t control where your heart is leading.”

The response was so simple, Alex could hardly help himself from lowering his voice, sultry, “Don’t be so quick to doubt yourself there…” He grinned when that earned a high flush and her hands flattening out over her skirts.

Kitty and Tench stepped from the crowd of dancers, walking to join them. Unaware of their approach, Elizabeth stepped towards him to say, “We will be friends, if anything, mister Hamilton.”

She was close enough to convey her anger and he smiled, “I don’t keep ladies as friends, miss Schuyler.”

“Well, that is too bad,” she huffed, “because we will not be nothing.” Turning away from him, she nearly crashed into Tilghman’s chest.

Alex was still smiling when Kitty accepted his hand and walked him towards the ballroom floor once more.

…

It wasn’t until later- after the girls had spent some time together and Kitty had approached him, pulled him aside to borrow the carriage for a few hours, find some privacy, and shared kisses and touches, groans and sighs that spoke of dismissal…he realized his dear girl’s play.

Her friend, Elizabeth…Betsey- had been a demand for proof of his love, for him to show the lengths to which he’d go to have her like this again. But, hiking her leg over his shoulder to find a deeper place in her, he realized, he was only given this after she’d been reassured that she had him still- that the part of him he had forfeit was not lost in his silence.

She would never be his. He would never have that part of himself back. That was hers. He would surrender…

and surrender…

And there, in the inky black water, the depths of himself that were ugly and comfortable and John’s, there would be an intruder.

And, she would have whatever was left.

#ficlet #SOA #Song of Alexander #pretty uncomfortable with this #Hamliza #this was suppose to be funnier #then it turned into ham/liza banter #I don't know how to write straight women without them arguing the men they're suppose to like

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thecomedybureau · 7 years ago

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Here Are Your 2017 Emmys Comedy Nominees

Today, the nominations for the 2017 Primetime Emmys were announced. For comedy specifically, it’s probably what you expected.

Premium cable and streaming services continue to dominate the Emmys with Netflix and HBO coming out strong. FX also maintains its status as a premium cable network disguised as a basic cable network with its handful of nominations for Atlanta, Better Things, and Baskets.

Colbert’s Election special and Sam Bee’s Not the WHCD thankfully were bestowed nominations here as well.

One thing that was a delightful surprise is Lauren Lapkus and Ben Schwartz gaining nominations for their performances in The Earliest Show, a web series that followed a morning talk show with one of the hosts going through all the stages of grief.

Take a gander at all the comedy nominees below.

*All comedy nominees are in italics

OUTSTANDING COMEDY SERIES Atlanta, FX Black-ish, ABC Master Of None, Netflix Modern Family, ABC Silicon Valley, HBO Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Netflix Veep, HBO

LEAD ACTRESS IN A COMEDY SERIES Pamela Adlon, Better Things, FX Jane Fonda, Grace And Frankie, Netflix Allison Janney, Mom, CBS Ellie Kemper, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Netflix Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Veep, HBO Tracee Ellis Ross, Black-ish, ABC Lily Tomlin, Grace And Frankie, Netflix

LEAD ACTOR IN A COMEDY SERIES Anthony Anderson, Black-ish, ABC Aziz Ansari, Master Of None, Netflix Zach Galifianakis, Baskets, FX Networks Donald Glover, Atlanta, FX Networks William H. Macy, Shameless, Showtime Jeffrey Tambor, Transparent, Amazon

VARIETY TALK SERIES Full Frontal With Samantha Bee, TBS Jimmy Kimmel Live, ABC Last Week Tonight With John Oliver, HBO The Late Late Show With James Corden, CBS The Late Show With Stephen Colbert, CBS Real Time With Bill Maher, HBO

SUPPORTING ACTRESS IN A COMEDY SERIES Vanessa Bayer, Saturday Night Live, NBC Anna Chlumsky, Veep, HBO Kathryn Hahn, Transparent, Amazon Leslie Jones, Saturday Night Live, NBC Judith Light, Transparent, Amazon Kate McKinnon, Saturday Night Live, NBC

SUPPORTING ACTOR IN A COMEDY SERIES Louie Anderson, Baskets, FX Networks Alec Baldwin, Saturday Night Live, NBC Tituss Burgess, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Netflix Ty Burrell, Modern Family, ABC Tony Hale, Veep, HBO Matt Walsh, Veep, HBO

VARIETY SKETCH SERIES Billy On The Street, truTV Documentary Now!, IFC Drunk History, Comedy Central Portlandia, IFC Saturday Night Live, NBC Tracey Ullman’s Shows, HBO

OUTSTANDING ANIMATED PROGRAM Archer, FX Bob’s Burgers, Fox Elena And The Secret Of Avalor (Sofia The First), Disney Channel The Simpsons, Fox South Park, Comedy Central

UNSTRUCTURED REALITY PROGRAM Born This Way, A&E Deadliest Catch, Discovery Channel Gaycation With Ellen Page, Viceland Intervention, A&E RuPaul’s Drag Race: Untucked, YouTube United Shades Of America With W. Kamau Bell, CNN

HOST FOR A REALITY/REALITY COMPETITION PROGRAM Alec Baldwin, Match Game, ABC W. Kamau Bell, United Shades Of America With W. Kamau Bell, CNN RuPaul Charles, RuPaul’s Drag Race, VH1 Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn, Project Runway, Lifetime Gordon Ramsay, MasterChef Junior, Fox Martha Stewart and Snoop Dogg, Martha & Snoop’s Potluck Dinner Party, VH1

OUTSTANDING CHARACTER VOICE-OVER PERFORMANCE American Dad!, Dee Bradley Baker as Klaus, TBS/20th Century Fox Television Bob’s Burgers, Kevin Kline as Mr. Fischoeder, Fox BoJack Horseman, Kristen Schaal as Sarah Lynn, Netflix F Is For Family, Mo Collins as Ginny, Jimmy Fitzsimmons, Lex, Ben, Cutie Pie, Netflix Family Guy, Seth MacFarlane as Peter Griffin, Stewie Griffin, Brian Griffin, Glenn Quagmire, Fox The Simpsons, Nancy Cartwright as Bart Simpson, Fox

OUTSTANDING SHORT FORM COMEDY OR DRAMA SERIES Brown Girls, Open TV Fear The Walking Dead: Passage, AMC.com Hack Into Broad City, ComedyCentral.com Los Pollos Hermanos Employee Training Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.: Slingshot, ABC.com

OUTSTANDING SHORT FORM VARIETY SERIES Behind The Voice Epic Rap Battles of History Honest Trailers The Daily Show-Between the Scenes The Star Wars Show

OUTSTANDING SHORT FORM NONFICTION OR REALITY SERIES Creating Saturday Night Live Feud: Bette and Joan: Inside Look Jay Leno’s Garage National Endowment For The Arts: United States of Arts Viceland at The Women’s March

OUTSTANDING ACTOR IN A SHORT FORM COMEDY OR DRAMA SERIES Ty Burell, Boondoggle Alan Tudyk, Con Man Kim Estes, Dicks Jason Ritter, Tales of Titans Ben Schwartz, The Earliest Show John Michael Higgins, Tween Fest

OUTSTANDING ACTRESS IN A SHORT FORM COMEDY OR DRAMA SERIES Mindy Sterling, Con Man Jane Lynch, Dropping the Soap Kelsey Scott, Fear The Walking Dead: Passage Mindy Sterling, secs & EXECS Lauren Lapkus, The Earliest Show

OUTSTANDING SHORT FORM ANIMATED PROGRAM Adventure Time, Cartoon Network Disney Mickey Mouse, The Disney Channel Marvel’s Rocket & Groot, Disney XD Steven Universe, Cartoon Network Teen Titans Go!, Cartoon Network

DIRECTING FOR A COMEDY SERIES Donald Glover, Atlanta Jamie Babbit, Silicon Valley Morgan Sackett, Veep David Mandel, Veep Dale Stern, Veep

DIRECTING FOR A VARIETY SERIES Derek Waters & Jeremy Konner, Drunk History Andy Fisher, Jimmy Kimmel Live Paul Pennolino, Last Week Tonight with John Oliver Jim Hoskinson, The Late Show with Stephen Colbert Don Roy King, Saturday Night Live

DIRECTING FOR A VARIETY SPECIAL Paul Pennolino, Full Frontal with Samantha Bee Presents Not The White House Correspondents’ Dinner Glenn Weiss, The Oscars Jim Hiskinson, Stephen Colbert’s Live Election Night Democracy’s Series Finale: Who’s Going to Clean Up This S—? Jerry Foley, Tony Bennett Celebrates 90: The Best is Yet to Come

WRITING FOR A COMEDY SERIES Donald Glover, Atlanta Stephen Glover, Atlanta Aziz Ansari & Lena Waithe, Master of None Alec Berg, Silicon Valley Billy Kimball, Veep David Mandel, Veep

WRITING FOR A VARIETY SERIES -Full Frontal with Samantha Bee, Jo Miller, Samantha Bee, Ashley Nicole Black, Pat Cassels, Eric Drysdae, Mathan Erhardt, Travon Free, Joe Grossman, Miles Kahn, Melinda Taub & Jason Reich -Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, Kevin Avery, Tim Carvell, Josh Gondelman, Dan Gurewitch, Geoff Haggerty, Jeff Maurer, John Oliver, Scott Sherman, Will Tracy, Jill Twiss & Juli Weiner -Late Night with Seth Meyers, Jermaine Affonso, Alex Baze, Bryan Donaldson, Sal Gentile, Matt Goldich, Dina Gusovky, Jenny Hagel, Allison Hord, Mike Karnell, John Lutz, Seth Meyers, Ian Morgan, Seth Reiss, Amber Ruffin, Mike Scollins, Mike Shoemaker & Ben Warheit -The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, Barry Julien, Jay Katsir, Opus Moreschi, Stephen Colbert, Tom Purcell, Matt Lappin, Michael Brumm, Nate Charny, Aaron Cohen, Cullen Crawford, Paul Dinello, Ariel Dumas, Glenn Eichler, Django Gold, Gabe Gronli, Daniel Kibblesmith, Michael Pielocik, Kate Sidley, Jen Spyra, Brian Stack & John Thibodeaux -SNL, Chris Kelly, Sarah Schneider, Kent Sublette, Bryan Tucker, Pete Schultz, James Anderson, Kristen Bartlett, Jeremy Beiler, Zach Bornstein, Joanna Bradley, Megan Callahan, Michael Che, Anna Drezen, Fran Gillespie, Sudi Green, Steve Higgins, Colin Jost, Erik Kenward, Rob Klein, Nick Kocher, Dave McCary, Brian McElhaney, Dennis McNicholas, Drew Michael, Lorne Michaels, Josh Patten, Katie Rich, Streeter Seidell, Will Stephen & Julio Torres

WRITING FOR A VARIETY SPECIAL -Full Frontal with Samantha Bee Presents Not the White House Correspondents’ Dinner, Samantha Bee, Jo Miller, Ashley Nicole Black, Patt Cassels, Eric Drysdale, Mathan Erhardt, Travon Free, Joe Grossman, Miles Kahn & Melinda Taub -Louis C.K. 2017, Louis C.K. -Sarah Silverman: A Speck of Dust, Sarah Silverman -Stephen Colbert’s Live Election Night Democracy’s Series Finale: Who’s Going to Clean Up This S—?, Jay Katsir, Opus Moreschi, Stephen Colbert, Michael Brumm, Nate Charny, Aaron Cohen, Cullen Crawford, Paul Dinello, Rob Dubbin, Ariel Dumas, Glenn Eichler, Django Gold, Gabe Gronli, Barry Julien, Daniel Kibblesmith, Matt Lappin, Michael Pielocik, Tom Purcell, Kate Sidley, Jen Spyra, Brian Stack & John Thibodeaux -70th Annual Tony Awards, Dave Boone, Mike Gibbons, Lauren Greenberg, Ian Karmel, Ben Winston & Justin Shanes

WRITING FOR A NONFICTION PROGRAM Amanda Knox, Brian McGinn Anthony Bourdain Parts Unknown, Anthony Bourdain The Beatles: Eight Days a Week – The Touring Years, Mark Monroe Bill Nye Saves the World, Prashanth Venkataramanujam, CeCe Pleasants, Sanden Totten, Mike Drucker & Flora Lichtman 13th, Ava DuVernay & Spencer Averick

OUTSTANDING INTERACTIVE PROGAM Full Frontal with Samantha Bee Last Week Tonight with John Oliver Saturday Night Live Multiplatform Experience The Late Late Show with James Corden The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon

Get the full list of all this year’s Primetime Emmys nominees, including all of the Creative Arts Emmys here.

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