Love can peirce the veil of death

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reasons to love harrison ford

1. hates donald trump 2. got his ear pierced at claires because why not 3. legit asks people to beat him up in action scenes EVEN NOW AS AN OLD MAN 4. is arguably one of the most iconic star wars characters yet couldnt give less of a crap abt star wars 5. the universe tried to kill him (or at least permanently incapacitate him) twice in 2015 and it only mildly inconvenienced him 6. flies helicopters in search and rescue missions 7. was in his 40s for the majority of the indiana jones series which is insane when you think about all the stunts involved 8. quote “the director yells cut and harrison cracks open a beer and then builds a fucking shed” 9. arguably sexy 10. points angrily and its super effective

[fiyhi]

11. is just a really sweet person 12. no really my dad worked with him on firewall as the tech advisor and he was just a really swell guy 13. got my mom’s birth date from my dad and sent her flowers 14. he sent my mom flowers for her birthday 15. he didn’t even know her he just wanted to be sweet

[bedcorpse]

this was a beautiful and necessary edition to this post thank you oh my god

[thecarrisonfiles]

Awwwww

[where-are-your-source-citations]

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

[madlori]

When he was asked to be in Jimmy Kimmel’s “I’m Fucking Ben Affleck” video, in which he pulled up alongside them in a car and gave Jimmy a little wink and an air-kiss, when he showed up at the set he looked kind of put out. Kimmel was afraid he wasn’t down with what they were asking. But he just said, “I don’t know, this wardrobe…don’t you have anything mesh that I could wear?”

[losethehours]

When he was filming “Witness” he rented a small farm from a friend of mine. At the end of the filming my friend went and checked out the property as usual. He noticed the barn door had been leveled so it no longer would swing open on it’s own. Went into the house and saw the closets had been redone, in the kitchen the cabinets had been replaced and all the drawers now opened really well. Turns out that there were thousands of dollars of work and materials put into fixing up everything at the place.

My friend called Ford and asked him how much he was asking for the work. Ford told him doing that kind of thing helped him relax and stay sane when he was filming. Would not take a dime. Plus he paid for a new water heater and got the sewage system cleaned out.

And he paid rent to live there the entire time.

[angremlin-deactivated20250312]

Local Carpenter Stumbles Into Stardom, Worries This May Interfere With His Carpentry

[grenade-maid]

My step sister was driving through Wyoming once, near Ford’s ranch. She stops for gas, and as she’s filling up, this huge motorcycle roars in behind her, scared the pants off her. The rider, dressed in all black steps off, and she yells at him “who do you think you are blasting in here like that, you Darth Vader looking motherfucker?”. He takes off the helmet, and it’s Harrison Ford, and without missing a beat he says

“Hey! I’m not Darth Vader, I’m Luke Skywalker”

[estebanwaseaten]

From the co-production designer on The Force Awakens, Darren Gilford:

“The Millennium Falcon was the first thing we were actually building. I had been in London and I came home back to L.A. for Christmas. So I go to Sports Chalet to do some last-minute shopping; I get there early, run to the back of the store, get what I need. I’m coming back through the store, and I just happen to pass this person holding up a pair of ski pants, and it’s Harrison Ford. I look at him, he looks at me and puts his head right down. I can tell he doesn’t want to be bothered; I’m sure from the look on my face he knew I knew who he was. 

So I walk past him, and after about 10 feet I think, ‘If there’s ever a time to say hello to Harrison Ford, I’m building the Millennium Falcon!’ So I turn around very hesitantly and go, ‘Harrison, I’m sorry to bother you. I’m co-production designer on the new Star Wars, I’m just back from London, and I’ve been building the Falcon.’ A big smile came across his face, he put his hand out, and we had such a great conversation — he couldn’t have been sweeter. 

As I’m walking away, he goes, ‘Darren!’ and calls me back. He goes, ‘The toggle switches.’ I go, ‘Toggle switches.’ He goes, ‘The toggle switches on the Falcon. When they built it the first time, they bought cheap toggle switches without any springs in them. Every time I threw a toggle switch, it fell back; it wouldn’t hold. It drove me crazy. Please, make sure the toggle switches are fixed this time.’ I go, ‘No problem! I’ll take care of it!’ 

So months go by, I’m back in London, we’re getting close [to principal photography], and I get a phone call saying J.J.’s headed down to check out the cockpit, and Harrison’s with him. I run down there and I see J.J. in the passenger seat and Harrison in the pilot seat. They’re just giddy; they’re having so much fun. And then I see Harrison look up, and he just starts throwing all the toggle switches: boom, boom, boom, boom. [Laughs.] And I remember thinking, ‘Phew, minor victory. Take solace in that and move on. Next task.’ That’s my favorite story.”

HARRISON FORD SMILES WHEN MEETING CREW MEMBERS AND IS A NERD FOR FUNCTIONING PRODUCTION DESIGN

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

Don’t forget about his Halloween costumes

[trans-goblins]

Harrison ford is a chaotic-good-aligned cryptid, confirmed

[batmanisagatewaydrug-deactivate]

alternate ending for Suicide Squad:

everyone is back in their cells, same as the actual ending. Harley is enjoying her cappuccino when Belle Reve starts to tremble. the entire prison, shaking down to its very foundation.

and then the plants start to come. at first it’s just weeds shooting through the crack, but then come the vines creeping through the gaps in the windows, the tree roots tearing through the floor.

alarms are going off, lights are flickering, guards are rushing around in confusion. Harley watches wide-eyed as winding tendrils of exotic flowers start to grow up the bars of her cage.

we see the corridors of Belle Reve full of tiny, rapidly-growing jungles, a green fog hanging thick in the air. here and there are guards, ensnared by vines and dangling from the ceiling by a leg or their neck. the basement is flooding fast as prison is reclaimed by the swamp.

Harley’s bouncing with excitement now, clapping her hands as her cage is torn a apart by a rapidly growing cypress and water starts to seep in. as the metal falls to the floor, a figure appears in the doorway. she’s dressed all in shimmering green, her red hair long and wild, her dark skin shiny from exertion. 

“Red!” Harley squeals, and runs for her, splashing across the room in her fluffy pink slippers. she crashed into Pamela for a hug, standing on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around her girlfriend and snuggling her face into the crook of Pam’s neck.

“hey, you,” Pamela whispers in her ear. she’s trying to be cool, every bit the supervillainess, but it’s hard to hide her smile.

“you came,” Harley says. she’s wide-eyed now, staring up at Pamela like she can never look at her enough. Harley breaks into a wide smile and bats her eyes, looking almost shy. “does this mean ya really do like me?”

Pamela doesn’t answer right away; she brushes one of Harley’s pigtails back, letting her hands linger, and presses a gentle kiss into Harley’s forehead.

“I missed you,” she says simply. “and I couldn’t just leave you here for the clown.”

Harley can only smile, at a loss for words. she claps her hands over her mouth, trying to hold back the tears that are coming.

Pamela pulls her hands away, meshing their fingers together. “you wanna go home?”

Harley nods, pigtails bouncing. “yes, please!”

they walk out of Belle Reve, holding hands, and go back to Gotham City, where they happily spend the rest of their lives giving Bruce a headache. the Joker is definitely dead.

[johnboyegadaily]

MOSES! MOSES! MOSES! MOSES!

[vikingsheep]

A Tumblr-less friend posted this theory her husband had. I slammed the headcanon button so hard I should have bought it dinner first.

Thor: Banner, I desire to act like a normal human for a time. How should I accomplish this? Bruce: Well, um, normal people don’t have your speech pattern, for one. They, um, have jobs and hobbies… Thor: Hobbies? Bruce: You know, photography, video games, puzzles… Thor: And how does one acquire a ‘job’? Bruce: Most people use the inter… you should probably look in the classifieds in a newspaper. Also, try shaving the beard and cutting your hair- you’re a bit recognizable. Thor: *sees Superman/Clark Kent costume* A disguise? Like that man? Bruce: Sure, yeah, glasses work.

-later, above a Chinese restaurant-

Thor: Hello? I saw your ad. I’m Kevin.

[spiritualwitchery]

Calling ALL of tumblr I need your help!!!

The standing rock tribe are being silenced about what is going on up there with the Dakota access pipe line.

I beg of you to help me get the topic out. It will affect millions of lives. The pipe will leave into the tribes only source of drinking water. We are trying so hard to get this out on twitter and facebook, but we are being silenced.

Today a security team came into the middle of a peaceful native american protest and numerous people got maced and bitten by the dogs. 

I want you all to take a look at the terror on these young girls faces. Then I want you to take a look at the two aggressive dogs. When did it become OK to use dogs against children, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters OUR freakin people!!! The police will only let a dog go if the suspect runs or the suspect is violent and causes a threat to the public of the officer. Do you see a weapon in these young girls hands? Do these girls look dangerous? The answer would be no. No they don’t. The people with the dogs aren’t even police officers! They are security guards. They couldn’t even keep control of their own dogs leading to them being attacked also.

Most of you won’t even bat an eyelid at my posts, others will be annoyed because of my constant posting.This is happening right this second and threatening millions of lives. I have to help. We can only break the silence if you join us in this fight. Just sharing my post helps the reality of the situation get out there. I now beg of you to share this post in support of the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe. Give them a bigger voice. Help them shout this from the roof tops. Please… Rachael <3 <3 #NoDAPL

[captain-raven-knight]

So this happened:

And then this happened: 

…I don’t think the “there not a couple” commentator realized that…Roddenberry Entertainment posted this…AND AGREED WITH IT!

[deadcatwithaflamethrower]

Bless Gene Roddenberry and BOLDLY FUCKIN’ GO.

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[hannihaal]

Took divine intervention to bring them down.

[bellygangstaboo]

Without any extra funding, the city of Flint, Michigan will run out of the money it needs to keep buying bottled water and water filters for residents in 51 days.

Where are the celebrity’s now? … Where is Hillary since she got her nod from the DNC .. Where is the President? .. Why hasn’t the governor been ousted or put in jail? How long are these people going to be without clean drinking water?? It’s been years since they found out, and still nothing is being done.  

[gilgameshxendkidu]

I Need Some Advice...

There’s a guy that I have been recently spending time with/getting closer to. And he’s so nice, funny, and talented in so many ways. And handsome, this man is just breath taking handsome and super fit. And here in lies my issue. He’s in very good shape and I am well...not, by any means. He doesn’t seem to have any issues with the difference in our body types. I’m real close to his best friend, I work with the guy and knew him in high school, and he constantly not so subtly hints at how much the guy likes me. Another guy I work with who’s friends with the guy as well tells me that guy is really interested in me.

It sounds so dumb when I think about it. Here’s this guy who is very interested in me, who gets up 2 hours early just to talk to me for 10 minutes before I go to work. Who every that is close to him knows that he likes me but I’m stuck on body issues. Mainly mine.

Every time he off hand touches me, kisses me, I can’t help but think about the extra mass around my hips, how thick my thighs are, the extra pudge rounding out my stomach.

I don’t want to ruin what hasn’t even really began because I can’t get over the fact that my body is a large size then my partners.

Is there anything that I can do to help me get over this? Any words of advice or wisdom that will help me stop thinking about this so much?

[obiwan-archive-deactivated20180]

What we’ve just seen is not real.

[gifbuckybarnes]

Cinnamon Roll to Sinnamon Roll

[emiliaclarke]

[fandomshatepeopleofcolor]

Hey there. A while back I remember seeing a post about Sam Wilson, and that if he wasn’t black, he wouldn’t have been Steve and Bucky’s relationship advisor in fanfics, but instead would just be shipped with Steve (I can’t find it though). The post kind of stuck with me, and certainly came back to mind after I’ve watched the movie ‘Central Intelligence’.

The movie is basically tumblr’s wet dream - a hyper-masculine man with the personality of a puppy (Dwayne Johnson as Bob) with a cute, sharp and much shorter guy (Kevin Hart as Jet), building their relationship throughout the movie and having many moments.

Bob literally adores the ground Jet walks on, beats up people who threatened him, tells him he’s “sexy as dick” with a bright smile and the movie just keeps throwing ship-related things onto your unsuspecting face, not being at-all subtle about it. I can’t even begin to describe how completely in-love Bob is with Jet (‘cause that’d be spoilers).

The movie is good. It’s funny, well-written and surprising - I don’t even like action movies, and this movie was the bomb. (All the bad guys are white, by the way.)

Yet somehow, I came back after the movie to read me some fics, AND THERE ISN’T EVEN A TAG FOR IT ON AO3??? ZERO FANFICS ACROSS THE ENTIRE INTERNET. ZILCH. EVER SINCE THE MOVIE CAME OUT THREE WEEKS AGO.

COMPARED TO ABOUT 4,000 IN ‘KINGSMAN (2015)’, UNDER THE M/M CATEGORY???

and before the movie came out I kind of suspected it would happen, because both male leads are black?? BUT ALSO I DIDN'T REALLY EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN, ‘CAUSE FUCK, REALLY???

… Apparently, really. 

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It’s been out for three weeks???

Aye where my fanfic writers at??

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[ambiguousdog]

This is the money butt.

It only appears every 124078932423 posts. Reblog in 12 minutes, and money will make its way to you in the next 48 hours.

[swagintherain]

80 years ago, Jesse Owens destroyed the Olympics’ racial hierarchy and humiliated Hitler at the Berlin Games.

22-year-old Jesse Owens rose above prejudice. He smashed the assumed racial superiority by winning FOUR gold medals during the 1936 Olympic Games.

The son of a sharecropper and whose grandparents had been slaves, Owens won the 100m, 200m, 4x100m relay, and long jump breaking the Olympic records that would stand for 20 years. Even Hitler couldn’t stand the humiliation and left the stadium in a huff.

He became the first American to win four gold medals at a single Olympics. However, Owens returned to America to be made to feel unworthy.

“I came back to my native country and I couldn’t ride in the front of the bus. I had to go to the back door, I couldn’t live where I wanted. I wasn’t invited up to shake hands with Hitler, but I wasn’t invited to the White House to shake hands with the President either.”

Give some respect to Jesse Owens, The man who traveled to a nation that officially hated them for the color of their skin, representing a country that unofficially hated them for the same reason, and kicked all their asses.

[notcuddles]

Since I know there’s probably a fair amount of you out there who haven’t seen the first three Mad Max movies, I’m here to tell you a li’l secret about them:

All the people complaining about how Max “isn’t the main character” in Fury Road are big ol’ Fake Fanboys cause Max’s primary character trait in literally every movie is “I hate this, why is it happening, please leave me alone to brood in the desert in peace”. 

He’s much more the central focus of the plot in the first movie but in Road Warrior and Thunder Dome he basically just gets kidnapped or beat up by wankers in weird bondage outfits and spends the rest of the movie trying to leave as soon as possible while other people are like “please solve our absurd post-apocalyptic problems”.  There is not one single point where Max actively seeks out being a hero until it is forced upon him.  He ACTIVELY TELLS PEOPLE WHO ASK HIM FOR HELP to take a hike.

Mad Max himself would like nothing better than to never, ever, ever be the main character.

He would also like for people to stop stealing his fucking car.

[blackstump]

Nobody wants to escape his own movies more than Max Rockatansky. 

He understands better than his own fanboys that his life sucks and you don’t want to be like him, to be Max is humiliating and painful. Every time he gets dragged into a conflict, he ends up worse than he started. Max seems to realize no good can come of this, and is weirdly genre-savvy because he’s always trying to make a getaway at the first signs of encroaching Plot. I find this darkly comical and endearing – at no point does he snap off witty quips and save the day and get the girl. Ever. He’s perpetually a weird desert loser with terrible luck. It’s great.

What makes Max a badass is the ability to survive to the end of any movie he’s unfortunate enough to find himself in.

[iamthedukeofurl]

This relates to a theory I have, which is that the archetypal Western Male Hero is James Bond, to the degree that people (Mainly straight white men) start to see every Western Male Hero as James Bond. 

Which is to say an aggressively masculine, quip-spitting, hyper violent womanizer.  The ultimate Male Power Fantasy. A new supermodel love interest (or two) every film, a gun in his hand, and no consequences for his actions. Consider:  Captain Kirk: Painted as a headstrong idiot who spends all his time banging green skinned alien queens. In reality, a pretty firmly Feminist character. 

Han Solo: Pictured as a suave too-cool-for-school scoundrel. Actually kind of a mess with a ship that’s falling apart. He constantly has people after him, not because he’s some sort of superscoundrel that makes powerful enemies, but because he makes deals with dangerous people, and then fails to live up to his end of the bargain. From what I recall, it’s not even that he double-crosses them or anything, he just screws up. 

Mad Max: To quote that one hilariously stupid review that helped make the movie so popular, “In the post-apocalyptic future, it’s going to be MEN LIKE MAX THAT ARE IN CHARGE!” Max just wants to drive his car around the desert and be sad. He doesn’t want any of this. 

It’s like, the Male Power Fantasy (as exemplified by James Bond) is so strong that we feel a need to cast everybody we can in that same mold.