Moonie's Ramblings

[Prof. Moonie]

Let's do this for Jeffrey Dean Morgan while we're at it.

1) How many movies I've seen him in:
I'm more familiar with his TV appearances than films to be honest. But I've expanded my film knowledge since falling in love with his work since TWD.

2) How I feel about his acting:
While his characters do tend to share similar traits with each other and JDM in general (funny, charming, not afraid to get s**t done), he still manages to give each character their own unique aura. I never feel like I'm getting another cookie cutter copy of the same character and I can always tell JDM does his research on how to portray each one. I enjoy that while he has certain genres he tends to stick with, he does branch off into different ones.

3) How I feel about him as a person:
I love how sweet and caring he is about his family and their farm animals. If there was anyone who I felt was a mirror of myself (or even my Dad, to be honest), it would be JDM. Despite playing all of the big name characters, he still prefers being out in nature than being on the red carpet. I love to just spend a day with him because I know we would vibe so well together.

4) My favorite role he played:
This really is a hard choice for me. Negan is definitely among the top ones. John Winchester (Supernatural), Patrick (The Accidental Husband), and Jason Crouse (The Good Wife) are honorable mentions as well.

5) My least favorite role he played:
His character from The Watchmen. Sure, it's been years since I watched the film (and haven't watched it again since then) and I was probably too young to fully comprehend the darker atmosphere. But still... in comparison to the other characters, it continues to be at the bottom.

 

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[Prof. Moonie]

I can tell my energy level is starting to diminish now. The late night is catching up to me, I think.

 

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Time travel was tricky. Everyone knew that. But it was one thing to accept it as a true fact in terms of science fiction and a whole another thing when it happened in real life. Although her mind was fighting to keep her distance to avoid unnecessary tampering with the time line, her heart had a whole another plan.
She sighed as she took a sip of tea from the mug in her hand, staring out the frosted window at the cityscape in the distance. Not that she could see much of the city with the dense low lying fog.
"You alright?" he asked.
She turned to look over her shoulder seeing the younger version of the man she had come to admire sitting at the table, tilting his head in curiosity and concern.
"Hmm... yeah... just a lot to process," she replied.
"You're still thinking about what I said before, aren't you?"
"Is it that obvious?" she asked, turning completely to face him.
"I love you. Truly."



She couldn't help but smile in response. Walking over and setting the mug on the table, she cradled his face in her hands. She felt his hands gently land on her hips and pull her even in closer. How could she resist this feeling when it felt so right?
"I love you too," she finally responded before leaning down to place a kiss on his lips.

 

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[Prof. Moonie]

"You must be Miss ______."
She turned away from the window to look at the source of the voice speaking. It felt like her heart had skipped a beat when her eyes landed on the older gentleman standing at the entrance of the room.
"And you must be my assigned escort?" she replied.
"If you like," he said, smiling and nodding.



She caught herself subconsciously looking him over in appraisal and tried to focus on meeting his gaze. Though she found looking at his warm eyes didn't help her quickening heart rate.
"I am surprised our host selected you," she admitted. She quickly added, "Not that I mind."
"It turns out you're not the only one who was made unaware of certain... uh... protocols for attendees."
"You came without any plus ones?"
"Afraid not. Work would've kept them from being able to attend even if I had known."
"At least you had someone to consider."
"You don't have anyone who would've come?"



"No," she replied simply.
"Well then, I shall consider myself lucky to have a beautiful lady such as yourself by my side this evening," he said, smiling and holding his hand out to her.
"That'll make two of us," she said, stepping forward taking his hand.
As he lead her out of the room, he gently cradled her arm to his side, letting it rest on top of his. She couldn't help looking up and flashing a warm smile up at him.

 

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when alfred recognizes the similar tragedies experienced by both norman and otto’s characters

 

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