#dwight icons

[mrskennedy]

Jacqueline Kennedy looks on at her husband, President John F. Kennedy as he gives his inaugural address. January 20th, 1961.

She is sitting between President Dwight D. Eisenhower and Future First Lady, Lady Bird Johnson.

[dwhatsup]

[daddybird7]

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[clandestinewhore]

𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝟷𝟶𝟶𝟶 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟹

[spookychiptune]

PRIDE MONTH BABY 🏳️‍🌈✨

[skeletood]

RAGGHHHHH ALL CUSTOM ICONS ARE FINALLY DONE!!!

I'm very proud of these and I would be so happy if other people got enjoyment from them :]

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[ferociiumarchive]

dwight fairfield « @leadxxr » made an offering;  Dwight awkwardly rubs at the back of his neck, digits snaking beneath the fabric of his hood. He’s not really sure how to approach this. He feels . . . Weird. Embarrassed to even bring it up.

“So . . .” A clear of his throat as he wills his eyes to fall anywhere but the floor. “What, uh . . . What are we? Am I like . . . your boyfriend? Or — is this just . . .” Casual? Convenient? To the survivor, it didn’t seem like either of those things.

“Sorry, I’m . . . just trying to wrap my head around what someone said to me today. I — hadn’t really thought about it I guess.” Who had ever wanted him to be their boyfriend before? No one. He didn’t expect that to change now, but he desired some light to be shed on the now pressing curiosity in his mind.

The nervous energy seemed to roll off in waves from the survivor, something rather hard to ignore even if Danny was pretending to not notice, giving his lover the time to figure out if he wanted to speak up or not. He could always pry it from him later if it came down to it.

However that didn't seem the case, the moment Dwight started to speak, every ounce of Danny's attention was focused on him. Except the killer found himself blinking once, twice, three times when the words spoken finally sank in. Mouth opening just to close soon after when no words came out.

That wasn't what he was expecting.

" What are we. . . ? " He found himself repeating in a whisper. It was almost amusing the way such simple question was enough to leave Danny in a state of bewilderment. Labels were never something he had cared for, it wasn't as if he needed such thing for something to be real. And yet, there he was having a revelation instead of voicing those very thoughts.

" What do you want us to be, Dwight ? " Not a pet-name, a tell tale of Danny being serious. Hazel hues warm while he observed the other. " Because between me and you, I've been considered you mine all along. " A quiet exhale, he wondered if his own nervous energy was as palpable as it felt to him despite the way he spoke with his usual confidence. " Lover. Boyfriend. We can put a label on it, darling. "

[starblazes-a]

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( setting prompts / accepting !! )

           𝐈𝐍  𝐀𝐋𝐋  𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒,  Stelle  had  not  expected  anyone  uninvited  to  be  there.  She  was  there  to  help  Huohuo  and  Guinaifen,  after  all.  Nearly  a  system  hour  had  passed  since  the  trailblazer  had  arrived  and  she  had  yet  to  see  either  of  them  in  Fyxetroll  Garden.  A  part  of  her  wondered  if  this  was  intentional;  some  kind  of  prank  to  spook  her.  She  could  see  Guinaifen  pulling  a  stunt  like  that  for  content,  and  maybe  Sushang  would  play  along;  but  she  doubted  Huohuo  was  capable  of  something  mean,  even  if  it  was  mostly  harmless.

            Stelle  began  to  tap  her  foot.  Though  she  was  not  usually  prone  to  impatience,  she  found  the  atmosphere  of  the  Garden  somewhat  eerie  and  off  when  compared  to  the  rest  of  the  Xianzhou  Luofu.  The  presence  of  loose  heliobi  notwithstanding,  the  trailblazer  couldn't  help  but  feel  as  though  she  were  being  watched.

            Sure,  by  now,  that  it  must  be  one  of  the  girls  trying  to  scare  her,  Stelle  folded  her  arms  and  called  into  the  darkness:  ❝   You  guys  have  exactly  five  seconds  to  show  your  faces,  or  I'm  leaving  you  here  to  the  ghosts.   ❞

            She  waited.  Five  seconds  passed.  And  then—  ❝   Alright,  fine.  It  was  nice  knowing  you  Guina—SHIT!   ❞  Just  as  Stelle  turned  around,  she  nearly  rammed  straight  into  someone.  It  took  her  actually  looking  up  to  stare  into  his  steely  gaze  for  her  to  realise  who  it  was.  ❝   Blade?  What  are  you  doing  here?   ❞ She  tried  peeking  around  his  frame.  If  he  was  here,  then  did  that  mean  Kafka  was  here  too? 

[masquenoire]

"Icons only" + Dwight passed out on the floor but family guy death pose

Send "Icons only" and something for my muse to react toAnd I will show my muse's reaction using only icons (1-5) and no text

[satelitis]

is it bad ive watched the office from s1-9 16 times through?

[daddybird7]

Of course I love Jim x Pam, but I also have feelings for ship Jim x Dwight

[rynchoso]

Made these icons for myself with the Meatabyss flag because its pretty + gender and I like him

[eemoo1o]

"dwight you ignorant slut" is actually the best offic u.s. quote why does no one quote that more

[townofcadence]

🕯(for Jace)

🕯️ to Hear some Inner Thoughts

Agh... .it's hard t' know where I stand with Dwight. He seems really nice? He helped me out of a real bind at th' lake, and he didn't have to do none of that. But.... mhg, the way he yelled and reacted....it does have me feeling a bit---it was a bit hard not t'take it personal.

I guess he knows what's going on better than I do, if his da's mixed up in things. And he did apologize! And it's fair the whole thing was more stressful for him, includin' losin' something clearly important enough to lose your cool an' all. But.... I dunno. I wasn't sayin' he couldn't be upset, like some of the people who say that mean it. They just go 'calm down' and that's it, as if you aren't allowed to have any sort of feelin' because it makes them uncomfortable. I was.... I meant it t'be more assurin, with all i said. Not to not be upset, but t' take a breather just long enough t' let the extreme of the feelin' lessen, since hyperventilatin' wasn't goin't' find his ring any faster. I've been there, when the fear n' anxiety are too loud and it's not a headspace that helps any. Few breaths and a minute to recollect really do make a world o' difference.

Ah... but I said it a way that got to him, clear enough. Maybe with everything else it was just the wrong thing t'say, I suppose. And what's done is done. He was stressed too by the whole thing, and I don't want to hold it in my heart or nothin'. Still....just feels bad. But I know it's just the RSD bullshit. Hard not to feel rejected when someone turns on you like that, even with a sorry. But it'll pass, I just need a mo' to let the feelin's go, too. Everyone deserves a bit o' grace when things're rough.

[hotvintagepoll]

Dwight Frye (Dracula, Frankenstein)—he's my babygirl please please please please please i want to baby bird feed him flies and spiders and pick him up and make glitter edits of him and give him gross forehead kisses like he's my cat. in dracula he was so incredibly creepy that he was typecast as madmen for the rest of his life and he fucking hated it but by god if he didn't do a fantastic job. he steals the show every time he's up on screen just because he's so fucking deranged. i need him

Harpo Marx (Night at the Opera, Night in Casablanca, Duck Soup)—While Groucho is better-known, Harpo's physical comedy is SECOND-TO-NONE. The man is a strange mime trapped in the paradigm of early 20th century movies. Every move is a symphony and simultaneously a colony of rats in a human skin suit. LISTEN. You MUST see this man in motion. Every still photo of him looks like a combination of a sad clown and a different, sadder clown, but it's only because he put so much joy in every motion.

This is round 4 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you’re confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Dwight:

He absolutely owns the entirety of Dracula (1931). Compared to the novel, his part is massively expanded and it's clear why. He's magnetically unhinged and his facial expressions are pure scrungle. And in Frankenstein, he begins the archetype of Frankenstein's assistant even if the character's name there is Fritz. He'd still go on to play other scrungly guys in later Frankenstein movies. But he's kinda the archetypal and progenitor of the scrungly lil guy. The scrungliest guy ever to scrungle. He's pretty much the blueprint for every mad scientist's assistant, and he's the best part of every movie he's in. He manages to make you feel sorry for the creepy little dudes, even when he's eating spiders and crawling across the floor. [editor's note: content warning for the "hunchback" stereotype and "madness" in the clips below]the "Rats" soliloquy:

I saw him in Dracula and frankly he has me bewitched. I could watch him do his silly routine forever. The gay tension with Bela Lugosi onscreen was frankly unparalleled. Kirk and Spock levels. I am chewing on the furniture

Played the weirdo little guy in Dracula AND the weirdo little guy in Frankenstein in the same year. Iconic.

The scrungles to end all scrungles! There's a reason why this man codified the manic vampire's familiar and the hunchbacked lab assistant for generations, because by God can this man be feral and scrungly: Whether he's soliloquizing about rats as Renfield, scurrying around Frankenstein's lab like a spider as Fritz, or skulking around dark alleys (and scaring the hell out of little baby me) waiting for a fresh heart to steal as Karl, if you want a scrungly little man for your classic film, Dwight Frye is your man. He has the range to play varying kinds of scrungle, with his wide eyes, his manic smiles, his soft, breathy voice, he is truly an undisputed scrungle master.

I honestly think it would be a crime to ignore Dwight Frye's scrungle factor. He played two of the prototypical creepy little henchman as Dracula's lackey Renfield and Dr. Frankenstein's hunchback servant Fritz, and I believe that his excellence in these roles absolutely shaped the future character tropes of the "Igor" type as much as Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff shaped the future understanding of Dracula and Frankenstein's monster. He's got it all from the looks, to the manic energy, to the crazed laugh, I'm telling you right now that I think he could win the entire tournament.

Harpo Marx:

He's like if a clown was a hobo was also somehow a classically trained harpist, his face is always in some kind of contorted silly shape, feral curly haired ninnymuggins always doing weird things to people

Harpo is mute in all of the Marx Bros movies and so his body language and facial expressions are SO over the top but he's also got fewer braincells than a goldfish while often being the emotional heart of the Marx Bros and he's just A Guy!!

Every scene with Harpo Marx is a treat! Just like watching a seagull steal a stranger's hotdog at the beach, it is a joy to watch him frustrate the hell out of all the other films' characters! Harpo Marx is the zenith of unhinged in all of his appearances, making any other funny man a straight man by comparison. (A fantastic feat considering he starred in films with his brothers Grouch and Harpo, who sported a shoe polish mustache and questionable Italian accent, respectively). The scrungliness of the little guys he plays come from his guileless, wide-eyed expression, curly blond wig, and the extreme ability to annoy others, despite never saying a word. Is he malicious? Most definitely, but hard to tell because he has a dopey grin on his face most of the time. Communicating through other sounds like honking horns and whistling, he is a force of chaos in every Marx brothers film! Also an accomplished harp player, the beautiful calm moments where Harpo plays juxtapose the zany, making him all the more scrungly. His visual style of comedy is timeless; Duck Soup had me rolling with laughter as a six year old and is still just as funny today.

In my opinion Harpo is the funniest of the Marx brothers because he is so good at slapstick comedy. Since he never speaks in his film appearances his performances are very physical, which contributes a lot to his scrungliness. He was fully committed to being wacky at all times. All of his hilarity is based on him being weird.

He's just a weird little guy who causes chaos everywhere he goes, and then sits down and plays a beautiful harp solo! He steals the show from his very chatty brothers without saying a word, and was surprisingly ripped under that old raincoat

All of the Marx Brothers are Scrungly to a degree, but Harpo is the scrungliest! His outfits are so big he gets lost in them, his pockets are full of everything, and because he never speaks, he always uses physical comedy. Also he's an incredible musician.