#do you see it?#the complete and utter happiness#right there in that one blink??#and also the way he lifts her arms#prompting her to hug him#and when she does he is so /so/ happy#he’s hardly even holding onto the sonic#because he’s holding her so tightly#this is why i adore ‘fear her’#it’s like the doctor finally realizes#the extent to which he is loved#and the extent to which he loves her back (via thebadddestwolf)
- Are you real?
- Are you?
Are we… in the same world this time?
Jefferson and Alice meet in Storybrooke after close to forty years of being separated (and remembering every second of it).
yeah, sure, you could call it AU. I don’t wanna cause it’s canon for me] ✿◡‿◡✿
Happy Birthday, Jimmy Stewart
→ MAY 20, 1908 - JULY 2, 1997"I’ve sort of gotten into the habit of looking for the vulnerable guy, the guy who makes mistakes, the guy who can’t figure things out all the time but keeps at it."Against the glossy, escapist backdrop of Depression-era Hollywood — a bright and glittering place densely populated by debonair leading men with strong jaws, commanding voices, and larger-than-life personalities — Jimmy Stewart was an anomaly: thin and gangly with the posture of a rag doll, strange-sounding and awkward, like a character actor who bumbled accidentally into leading man roles. The jarringly natural pre-war Stewart seduced the most popular glamour girls of the screen with little more than some well-timed self-deprecation and insecure declarations of love drawled slowly, his fumbling aw-shucks-that’s-fines winning over the likes of Carole Lombard, Joan Crawford, Claudette Colbert, and Jean Harlow — women whose characters were usually courted by Hollywood’s more stereotypically masculine stars, self-assured, broad-shouldered men whose sweet nothings were confident and smooth. This stark contrast and Stewart’s relatable boy-next-door persona endeared him to his audience, and to this day Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor and premier model plane enthusiast remains one of the most recognisable figures in the history of film.
It’s important to remember, of course, that Mr. Stewart went to war, and like so many others came back changed. His most famous and beloved character, It’s a Wonderful Life's George Bailey, is infused with a rich undercurrent of regret, cynicism, and pain, while his later roles with Alfred Hitchcock — though not outright villains — are complex characters with ambiguous moral compasses. The post-war Jimmy Stewart became skilled at adapting his slow-talking type to a variety of roles, but in the eyes of the public he remains the everyman, the bachelor, the patriot, the grandfather in houndstooth, forever immortalised by the very medium he loved and admired.
"That’s the thing, that’s the great thing about movies. If you’re good and God helps you and you’re lucky enough to have a personality that comes across, you’re giving people little, little tiny pieces of time — pieces of time that they never forget."
May the 4th be with you!
Happy Easter everyone! Have a lovely Easter weekend!
seen captain america the winter soldier yesterday. I just… I can’t… the final fight… and the end credits scene… nope… *dead*
idk man i feel like the Moffat era of Doctor Who is like the Umbridge era at Hogwarts
…you mean like, it still has that special magic and wonderful things and pretty stuff and you love being a part of it, but there’s also this mean, grey-haired person behind all the crap that’s been going on lately.
oh, my tumblr friend, you are so right! <3