Classichollywood Stories

Quotes from old movies, actors, actresses and many more!💗✨

This is my continued version of unfinished fanfic I read on Tumblr by classic-hollywood-fanfictions-blog, the first four chapters belong to classic-hollywood-fanfictions-blog, I'm just continuing the fic. After chapter four the story is written entirely by me only Let me know what you think in the comments.

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This was supposed to be a full fanfic, but I decided I'd rather tell these stories through oneshots °。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。 Nobody would expect one of the most popular girls in school crushing on a member of the Bleacher Creatures Luckily no one knew... Or A classic Hollywood clone is unfrozen after 20 years in a meat locker and finds herself oddly infatuated with the social outcast of the school °。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。 Takes place starting in the reboot Ship focus: ~Topher Bus x OC Side ship focus: ~Van Gogh x OC ~OC x OC ~Other canon relationships in the show - ex. Frida x Cleopatra, Joan x JFK, Joan x Confucius, etc. Rated T for language and dirty jokes (mostly made by JFK ofc) NO SMUT OF ANY KIND Any fanart I use is not mine, all credits to the artist, I am merely using it for reference Any Azaleas Dolls designs I use are mine that I put together on the website My 8 OCs are owned by ME, cherryluvgoddess I do NOT own Clone High or any of the canon characters, all rights reserved to the creators

(This is just a story that I had to write for school) The story my of the Alman family in mid 1930's Hollywood.

This poignant tale follows Jennifer, a young woman who mourns the loss of her husband Jimmy, a young man tragically killed in a car crash just months after their wedding. She is left to navigate her grief and raise their child alone, carrying the weight of her love for Jimmy and the emptiness of his absence. As the story progresses, Jennifer finds solace in visiting Jimmy's grave, sharing stories with their daughter, Jessie, who is born just a few months after her father's death. Years pass, and Jessie grows into a beautiful young woman, attending high school with the support of her mother and grandparents. However, fate throws a twist when Jessie's new English teacher, Jim Stark, bears an uncanny resemblance to Jimmy. This encounter stirs long-buried feelings for Jennifer and forces her to confront the ghosts of the past. Will Jennifer find closure or will the arrival of Jim Stark unravel her carefully constructed life? This story weaves together themes of love, loss, grief, and the complexities of family, leaving readers to ponder the enduring power of memory and the unexpected turns life can take.

A compilation of film reviews and descriptions primarily from the Classical Hollywood era.

A collection of poems, shorts stories, and paragraphs about the legendary James Dean. "What wouldn't I give to see in person, that alluring smirk, so powerful yet so innocent, or that charismatic spirit which attracts all people to envelop into it. To hear, right in front of me, that voice that was so perfect and undeniable. To look into those luminous eyes, bright yet mysterious, and fall deep into their blue abyss."

A story for the early days of film & music. Kay is a man who is plain but there is hope in the star of Laura

Say her name in a crowed room and watch the reaction. Why is Joan Crawford still so relevant even after over 40 years after her passing? The answer is in part , that her challenges are contemporary. Unbeknownst to her, she became the forerunner of nearly every major film star, actress or actor in the history of Hollywood. Her imperfections only create an ever more evolving and compelling narrative. So go ahead and say her name, "Joan Crawford ", out loud in a crowd and just revel how that name evokes emotions of all kinds, and that is all any of us can hope to have as our personal legacy. Joan Crawford, as never before, openly and candidly tells about her life in vignettes from the author's unique viewpoint, and after you meet her, you will never forget Joan Crawford.