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One of the most telling things about Rory and Christopher’s relationship to me is in season 5 when he doesn’t know how Rory takes her coffee.

Coffee is such a big part of Rory and Lorelai’s life and it’s something that we see them with almost every episode, and yet her father still doesn’t know how she takes it! Because he never sees her, and he never properly tries to talk to her. A little thing but I love it!

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GILMORE GIRLS ➤ Episode Roulette 3x21 | Here Comes the Son

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get to know me meme >> Favorite Male Characters [37/?] Dave Rygalski (Gilmore Girls)

A few weeks ago you told me that Lane had a crush on me. Well, I have a crush on her, too. Now, I know you have very strict rules about dating and boys, but I just want you to know that I'm a good person. I don't smoke, I don't drink, I've never gotten a ticket, I'm healthy, I take care of myself, I floss. I never watch more than 30 minutes of television a night partly because I think it's a waste of time and partly because there's nothing on. I respect my parents, I do well in school, I never play video games in case they do someday prove that playing them can turn you into a serial killer. I don't drink coffee. I hate soda because the carbonation freaks me out. I'm happy to give up meat if you feel strongly about it. I don't mind wearing a tie. I enjoy playing those hymns on my guitar, and I really, really want to take your daughter to the prom.

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I’m pretty sure it’s you, and I’m pretty sure you’ve been calling and not saying anything, but want to say something… [x]

GILMORE GIRLS (2000-2007) || IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE (2000)

[part I]

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365 days of paceyjoey → day ninety five

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Paris & Rory in GILMORE GIRLS 5.14 | Say Something

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I really feel that a big part of the appeal of Jess as a partner for Rory is the way he always felt truly devoted to her. Of all her partners, Jess is the only one who never seemed to doubt that he wanted to be with her forever. Whereas Dean and Logan, whilst extremely attached to Rory and not wanting to lose her (often in a more possessive way) seem more in doubt of a future with her.

See: 'So what happens when you move, do we break up?' from Dean.

And: Logan's 'Listen, maybe we should hang out at my place for a while so as not to give your grandparents a visual to latch onto.' in response to being asked by Richard about his intentions (marriage, babies, etc, although this wasn't Richard's intention--he's trying to find out about Rory's plans specifically, Logan just gets the wrong end of the stick)

Now, I'm not condemning either of these two for being hesitant about committing to a future with Rory, they're all super young and it's valid not be freaked out by stuff like that (plus there are so, so many other things more worthy of condemning both of them for) I'm just saying that this sort of thing never rears it's head with Jess.

Instead we have: '22.8 miles.' and 'we're supposed to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you two years ago'

And I'm not saying you have to believe in true love and fate and soulmates to be a great partner, I'm just saying that compared to Dean and Logan there's something lovely about Jess's unflinching and never-ending belief that Rory is the One. And as a diehard Rory defender, I think that's the kind of love she deserves.

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I’m glad you called. [x]

GILMORE GIRLS (2000-2007) || IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE (2000)

[part II]

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WIP Word Game

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word, you share an excerpt from your WIPs that start with that letter.

Tagged by @weepynymph  - word is FLAWS

Tagging : @not-with-you-but-of-you , @approximatedsunlight , @silas-lehnsherr , @rudeflower , @ernestonlysayslovelythings and anyone else who wants to! sorry

F: Food Jess, food.’ Shane reiterated.

‘Oh no thanks I’m not hungry.’ He sighed, leaning back in his chair.

‘Come on you’ve gotta eat something, at least have a bit of mine, ok?’ She insisted and he turned on her, hating that her caring about him made him feel like a child.

‘Who made you Mary fucking Poppins?’ He scathed. She rolled her eyes again.

‘You like pepperoni?’ She persisted ,making him frown at the table and nod his head, pouting a little like a toddler. Maybe he was just a child after all.

Shane went up to the counter with Rory and Lane following suit under the guise of helping her remember everything but clearly wanting to avoid him, which didn’t nothing to brighten the fugue over his head. 

L: ‘Lid.’ She said, as normally as possible and pointed to the doughnut case. He looked up, bit his bottom lip in a slight pout and placed the lid back on as instructed. All of the chairs were down now and the next thing was to start firing up all the machines. Except neither of them were moving, caught in the quiet. 

‘Jess how was Australia?’ She was met by the terminator-like drone of him turning on the coffee machine. ‘Well now you’re just being rude.’ She crossed her arms over her chest and stood waiting for him to turn around and stop being a dick. He walked into the kitchen and turned on the stove. She huffed her way to the kitchen and stared him down as he kneeled down in front of the stove, placing his hand in to see if it was heating up yet—sometimes it just didn’t. ‘Pulling a Plath is not going to get you out of talking to me.’ More silence. 

Oh absolutely not, Rory thought, making her way into the kitchen and kneeling down next to him. He closed the stove door and leant back on the cupboard behind him. 

‘It was too hot.’ He murmured.

‘The stove? You just turned it on— is it broken again?!’ He placed his hand on her arm, halting her paranoid lunge towards the clunky old stove. 

‘Not the stove, Australia.’ He looked at her again. into her big blue eyes, watery from the early hour. She turned to face him, glad now that they were sitting on the kitchen floor, that Luke was so pernickety about cleaning. 

A: ‘Ah, a good girl,’ he says with a delighted grin, happy, it seems, to be let in on the secret.

‘Yes, that has been my trade.’ She nods again, she’s been nodding a lot this evening. Her head feels loose. ‘Historically, at least.’

‘Well, cheers to changing history, love. I’m sure you’ll do the good people of… good people proud.’ He lifts his glass again and she clinks hers against it with another laugh, this one more free and unrestrained. This whole evening has turned out much better than the dreadful awkward one she’d envisioned.

She knows she ought to let the conversation move on, not belabour the point and overshare, but the words tumble loose before she has the presence of mind to stop them.

‘I mean, I’ve been trying so hard all my life to be good, you know?’ She scrunches her eyebrows and pouts like a child, like the child in her mind that was always sitting on a knifes edge trying to be so very perfect. 

‘I really don’t, love.’ He laughs, but combined with his steady attentive eyes, she can’t find an ounce of patronisation in it. She’s surprised she’s managed to hold his interest this long. In her limited experience Finn seemed like the type to be easily distracted. 

W: Were they government? It was terrifyingly unclear. 

‘Yes that’s it.’ 

She’s been walking up to the pub on a fairly busy well lit street when an arm came out of an alleyway and pulled her in, a hand clamping over her mouth. She thought for sure she was dead meat.

‘This book contains encrypted codes for dates and names involved in an operation spread worldwide and as the person who transported it across to the United States we were bound by protocol to do a background check on you. Usually in this case there would be no need to bring you in as you’d be classed as an ‘unaware carrier’ but in our checks we found you were recently in a romantic relationship with Jess Lucas Mariano.’

Her mouth fell open with shock. Taylor wouldn’t be surprised, not Lorelai, maybe not even Luke but her, she knows him and this isn’t his gig. 

‘What... why does— what does this have to do with him? He’s never even left the East Coast.’ One of the men started writing something down.’

‘Now Miss Gilmore, Jess Mariano moved to Stars Hollow In September of 2001 and you met him soon after, you became friends and eventually entered into a romantic relationship in November 2002 yes?’

This was so fucking strange. And Rory never used that word, not even in her head but if there was ever a time.

S: She woke up a few hours later with Jimmy sitting over her. ‘We had a baby boy Lizzie, just like you said.’ He’d whispered. ‘He’s very small but they told me he’s tough… tough just like you.’ 

He was out of the state by the following night. She’d thought that in this life of hers so full of loss, she at least still had her son. She’d spent months in the hospital having CT scans and examinations all while watching him grow. She’d called him William at first, Will for short but something in her brain kept twitching every time she said it. It was the 8th October when she had the first dream she’d had in years. It was a girl, a woman really, maybe in her early twenties sitting entirely alone on an aeroplane as Liz walked down the aisle. She was deeply engrossed in a book but snapped her gaze up to her just as she was passing. 

‘You have to call him Jess.’ She said simply. ‘Or how will I know him?’

She had been shaken awake by a nurse saying her baby was struggling to breathe and she had to come. He was surrounded by doctors when she walked in, brought there perhaps to hold her baby for the last time when the time came. She walked past each doctor, their hands going numb when they tried to hold her back. She placed her hand on his chest and said his name. ‘Jess.’ 

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Really need to razzle dazzle this next chapter but alas i currently lack the inner razz and dazz resources to do so 😭

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Ooh, zing. I’ve been snapped.

Jess Mariano in every season: Season 3

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did you know public libraries are free and beautiful

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would you let me into your room so i can sit awkwardly on the ground wearing an oversized t shirt and look at your posters like a squirrel searching for threats before proceeding to say nothing and stare at you until you speak to me. would you let me do this