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North & South fangirling
Oct. 12th, 2013 04:56 pmRepost from my Tumblr, with minor edits/additions.
So I was bored last night and felt like watching something and then I impulsively decided to marathon the whole of North & South, which I’d heard about and seen gifs and stills from but had never actually watched.
Oh my god. Richard Armitage. Richard Armitage as John Thornton, in my favourite type of historical men’s clothing, with those high collars and cravats and puffy white shirts and waistcoats and pocket watches and long black coats and top hats that he pulls off perfectly and hnngh. (I have a huge weakness for men in Victorian clothing, okay. :P) They kept doing these long profile shots highighting his imposing posture as he walks among the workers or stands and stares and broods, and they zoom in on his face in profile and his eyes and nose and just. That man’s face is so gorgeous. And he’s so stern and angsty and broody for most of it that on the rare occasion when he does give a small smile - though he smiles a lot at the end - my god, his smile is a bloody deadly weapon that does things to my insides. Especially those smiles at the end.
And oh my god, that rough, brokenhearted, “Look back. Look back at me.” I tried to hug the screen. Poor baby.
^ this gif was contributed by the lovely
vnfan in response to my Tumblr post (thank you, dear!) and it gave me ALL THE FEELS all over again.
( Actual discussion of the characters and plot now... )
So I was bored last night and felt like watching something and then I impulsively decided to marathon the whole of North & South, which I’d heard about and seen gifs and stills from but had never actually watched.
Oh my god. Richard Armitage. Richard Armitage as John Thornton, in my favourite type of historical men’s clothing, with those high collars and cravats and puffy white shirts and waistcoats and pocket watches and long black coats and top hats that he pulls off perfectly and hnngh. (I have a huge weakness for men in Victorian clothing, okay. :P) They kept doing these long profile shots highighting his imposing posture as he walks among the workers or stands and stares and broods, and they zoom in on his face in profile and his eyes and nose and just. That man’s face is so gorgeous. And he’s so stern and angsty and broody for most of it that on the rare occasion when he does give a small smile - though he smiles a lot at the end - my god, his smile is a bloody deadly weapon that does things to my insides. Especially those smiles at the end.
And oh my god, that rough, brokenhearted, “Look back. Look back at me.” I tried to hug the screen. Poor baby.
^ this gif was contributed by the lovely
vnfan in response to my Tumblr post (thank you, dear!) and it gave me ALL THE FEELS all over again.( Actual discussion of the characters and plot now... )
