#jfk x vince

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My thoughts on Clone high season 3…part 2

Episode 6

Hooray!!! Yippie!!!! JFK’s dads aren’t dead!!!!! Thank god

Abe and Mary calling each other babe and baby; cringe but in a so annoying cute way. Joan calling Confusies babe? Hmmm :/ 😬. Oh wow, I just realize that this is the second time (2) he’s been in a relationship. Wow!!

Omg serial killer episode.

Anna x Sacagawea 👀 👀 it’s cool to see which background clone and dating or kissing with other clones. (Cathrine x Anna x Sacagawea poly ship 👀 what if…)

Confucius and Joan not telling Harriet…cheating stuff!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh frustrating.

Killer cannibalism Mr b <3

Oh, I likes how they reconnect and semi work out their problems.

Yoooo Vince with 2 dads!!!

Episode 7

Abe and Joan sitting at their windowsill and talking is really dorky and cute!!

Then gang (mostly Joan) wants to befriend Mary and have her fit in!!! Yay!!!! Hope this goes well.

Cinnamon hasn’t made any new clones since 2012 👀

Mary not letting Abe see Joan anymore 🚩🚩🚩🚩 major red flag

There only like, 2 famous serial killers name Mary. So my guess she’s base off Mary Ann Cotton.

BLOODY MARY?????? (Didn’t she escape her mirror in season 2?) OH SHE BASE OFF OF MARY I THE FIRST WIFE OF KING HENRY

THAT IS NOT HOW THE LEGEND GOES. Ok before the modern Bloody Mary, a young women would walk up the stairs with a candle, backwards while holding a mirror. When she looks in the mirror she’s either see a face of her husband, OR a skull of the Grimm Reaper. In modern day, people turn off the lights and say her name with or without a candle. In modern time Mary is seen a a demon, witch, ghost (friendly or not) or covered in blood. The victims usually end up having their eyes scratched out, strangled, or having their blood drained out or souls stolen.

The only folklore I can find that resembles steals souls via sex is a Succubus. But they can’t hurt or drain their victims when they have sex.

The gang fighting skeletons!!!! :)

JFK offering to have sec with Abe…👀👀👀

Episode 8

Frida dad is a dilf. There I said it.

But yay!!!!!!! Seeing the clone high parents!!!!!!!! Yes!

I wish Frida’s dad was my dad :(

Oh hey Cleo’s mom is also alive!!!

Mr Kim I love you. He care so much about Frida!!

🎶makeover!! makeover!!🎶

:( awww Cleo and Frida broke up.

Episode 9

This friend group has major up and down problems….

Whoo Cinnamon lore!!

Omg lesbian genderbend common!!!

Episode 10

So if there is going to be a season 4, would it be about the characters doing the Cloney Island in the summer?

:( kind of wish the Joan of Arc and her foster mom plot would have been picked up…

Slaughter…Slaughterhouse cleanup??

Oh dang Abe can throw an ax!!

:( jfk feels objectified….cleo kind of does too :(

Abe and Joan getting together? Might to?? Eh, I don’t mind

Oh, guess Harriet and jfk are a thing now? Eh, ok I guess??

….cant somebody just carry Abe??

[stroebe2]

2022 favorites

albums/eps :

Once Twice Melody - Beach House

Ramona Park Broke My Heart - Vince Staples

CRASH - Charli XCX

CAPRISONGS - Fka Twigs

No Stylist - Destroy Lonely

Stardust - Yung Lean

Palaces - Flume

Fantasy - Jacques Greene

Icons - Two Shell

Palaces of Pity - Malibu

Crest - Bladee & Ecco2k

Cry Sugar - Hudson Mohawke

Dawn FM - The Weeknd

X - Ken Carson

Eternal Intervals - Braga Circuit

to hell with it - PinkPantheress (2021)

Agor - Koreless (2021)

Galore - oklou (2020)

movies :

The Wicker Man (1973) - Robin Hardy

Inherent Vice (2014) - Paul Thomas Anderson

All the President's Men (1976) - Alan J. Pakula

Crash (1996) - David Cronenberg

L.A. Confidential (1997) - Curtis Hanson

Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion (1970) - Elio Petri

I… For Icarus (1979) - Henri Verneuil

Carrie (1976) - Brian de Palma

Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom (1975) - Pier Paolo Pasolini

Suspiria (1977) - Dario Argento

Dog Day Afternoon (1975) - Sidney Lumet

Westworld (1973) - Michael Crichton

Rosetta (1999) - Dardenne brothers

Videodrome (1983) - David Cronenberg

Blow Out (1981) - Brian de Palma

After Hours (1985) - Martin Scorcese

The Parallax View (1974) - Alan J. Pakula

THX 1138 (1971) - George Lucas

Candyman (1992) - Bernard Rose

The Thing (1982) - John Carpenter

documentaries :

Blackfish (2013)

jeen-yuhs: A Kanye Trilogy (2022) (LOL 🖕 )

JFK: Destiny Betrayed (2021)

Children of Salò (2002)

Mirage Men (2013)

The Beginning: Making ‘Episode I’ (2001)

Disney Channel’s Theme: A History Mystery (2022)

Petites (2021)

Innommable - L’affaire Dutroux (2021)

books/reads : 

CHAOS: Charles Manson, the CIA, and the Secret History of the Sixties - Tom O’Neill

THE CALIFORNIAN IDEOLOGY - Richard Barbrook, Andy Cameron

Programmed to Kill: The Politics of Serial Murder - David McGowan

La Septième Obsession - Twin Peaks

La Septième Obsession - James Cameron

Jurassic Park: The Ultimate Visual History

Les dossiers X - Annemie Bulté, Douglas De Coninck, Marie-Jeanne Van Heeswyck

Fire & Blood - George R.R. Martin

L’Europe de 1815 à nos jours - Jean-Baptiste Duroselle

La pipe de Maigret - Georges Simenon

Les protecteurs - Jean Nicolas

podcasts :

Otherworld

Ghost Stories For The End Of The World

Blowback

TrueAnon

Programmed to Chill

Subliminal Jihad

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xfiles episodes

s1e1 pilot

s1e2 deep throat

s1e3 squeeze really creeps me out

s1e5 jersey devil ridiculous

s1e8 ice 🙋🏻‍♀️

s1e13 beyond the sea 🙋🏻‍♀️

s1e17 e.b.e. alieny episode but good

s1e20 darkness falls 🙋🏻‍♀️

s1e21 tooms follow up to e3 squeeze

s1e24 erlenmeyer flask s1 finale technically important i guess

s2e5 duane barry first half of scully-centric 2 parter

s2e6 ascension second half

s2e7 3 mulder fucks a vampire its bad and funny🙋🏻‍♀️

s2e8 one breath scully episode <3

s2e16 colony two-parter about mulders arc

s2e17 end game second half of mulder two parter

s2e19 dod kalm not that good but mulder and scully get old

s2e20 humbug 🙋🏻‍♀️

s3e3 d.p.o. jack black

s3e4 clyde bruckmans final repose 🙋🏻‍♀️

s3e9 nisei alien conspiracy two parter

s3e10 731 part two

s3e12 war of the coprophages 🙋🏻‍♀️

s3e17 pusher

s3e19 hell money lucy liu but shes barely in it and episode sucks

s3e20 jose chungs from outer space funny 🙋🏻‍♀️

s3e22 quagmire love this one 🙋🏻‍♀️

s4e2 home

s4e7 musings of a cigarette smoking man jfk assassination?

s4e10 paper hearts 🙋🏻‍♀️

s4e20 small potatoes message me for warnings first please 🙋🏻‍♀️

s5e4 detour 🙋🏻‍♀️

s5e5 the post modern prometheus

s5e12 bad blood luke wilson 🙋🏻‍♀️

s5e19 folie a deux

s6e2 drive bryan cranston written by vince gilligan

s6e3 triangle 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e4 dreamland funny two parter 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e5 dreamland II part two 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e6 how the ghosts stole christmas lily tomlin and ed asner 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e14 monday groundhog day plot 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e15 arcadia one of my faves 🙋🏻‍♀️ season six is so good wtf

s6e18 milagro john hawkes

s6e19 the unnatural 🙋🏻‍♀️

s6e21 field trip

s7e6 the goldberg variation

s7e12 x-cops cops crossover 🙋🏻‍♀️

s7e19 hollywood a.d. hollywood movie abt mulder and scully

s10e3 mulder and scully meet the weremonster rhys darby

[jfks-phat-cheeks]

prompt 29 with jfgogh? im the anon from the 19 prompt sorry if im annoying i just really like the ship

#29 “Get on my shoulders, you’ll see better”

aaaa don’t apologize for sending stuff in! you aren’t annoying at all /gen <3 also they are at a hozier concert shut up /j Pre-established relationship, fluff (unedited)

“John I cannot see.” Vince yelled to their boyfriend, the music, although enjoyable, was quite loud. Quite loud and quite impossible to see due to the swarm of teens and young adults that had squeezed itself into the small venue. Live music was enjoyable and even better when one could view who was playing.

Jfk looked over at his boyfriend, staring blankly at him for a moment before his eyes widened and a toothy grin took its spot on his face. He looked around before pulling Vince closer, “Get on my shoulders, you’ll see better.” He offered, shrinking down to make it easier for Van Gogh to get on before he could even say yes. Vince simply agreed, too flustered by the look given to him and the consideration.

In a second they were back up, JFK’s hands holding Vince’s legs while he gripped onto his tall boyfriends shoulders. He was able to see everything. The glowing lights and singing crowds, the band playing their hearts out. Vince laughed like it was his first time seeing the sun, causing jfk to look up at him. “Thank you sunflower.” He whispered in his ear before tilting his head to give him a quick kiss.

This would be a concert to remember.

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“SOMETHING HAD HAPPENED, and we could not remember what it was. In Missing Time, a 1981 best seller that helped establish the conventions of the alien abduction memoir, ufologist Budd Hopkins explained that evidence of an extraterrestrial visitation often took the form of precisely this sort of mysterious gap in experience. Abduction was a way of describing rupture in its purest form, a literal wrinkle in time. I could relate: it wasn’t like I had a better excuse for being such an old-fashioned girl. But I was not alone. In the 1990s, anyone could be abducted, though the aliens seemed to have a thing for white girls, and a way of making men feel like white girls even though they weren’t. Weird syndromes coagulated everywhere. The deeper in the suburbs they appeared, the more mysterious they seemed, like signs from another world. A postwar infrastructure of office buildings and tract homes designed to cordon off the white middle class from the contagious city turned out to be built from noxious materials that made people sick. Asbestos, formaldehyde, and 4-phenylcyclohexene, or “new carpet smell,” dewed up in moldy corners beneath the level of perception. Veterans returning from Iraq reported a rash of problems — memory loss, respiratory trouble — that they attributed to chemical exposure. When no physical marker could be found for Gulf War syndrome, mass psychogenic illness, a new term for hysteria, was extended for the first time to men.1

The X-Files was born into this biosphere in 1993 on Fox, an upstart network trying to figure out how to undercut its more established rivals with niche programming like The Simpsons (1989 to present) and the Fox News Channel (1996 to the end of the world). A seriously ambitious program, The X-Files “made TV cinematic,” as critic Theresa Geller put it in a recent monograph, inspiring waves of cerebral genre programming and launching the careers of showrunners like Vince Gilligan (Breaking Bad) and Frank Spotnitz (The Man in the High Castle). But the show was also a quasi-respectable cousin of Jerry Springerat a time when reality, too, was remaking TV. In this sense the series wasn’t science fictional at all, but took place in a world just like our own, where women being poisoned by their microwaves floated around with Lyndon LaRouche supporters and AIDS denialists and 12-year-old ex-communists in dubious pursuit of a history of the present. There they were, serially archived on a single flashing screen, from the Loch Ness monster and the chupacabra to the JFK assassination and the defamation of Anita Hill. In the last years of the 20th century, this solar system of conspiratorial thinking was where the postmodern condition lived its best life. You could find yourself in cozy exile there, social theorists said, if you’d tried too hard to picture technoscientific global capitalism and your brain broke. I’d barely begun to try, and mine already had.

On The X-Files, the United States government was a shell company for extraterrestrial interests in our GDP of biopolitical slop: neurons and wombs, oil fields and cornfields, radio towers and internet cables, Nazis and bees. The cold war wasn’t really over, but it had also never really begun, the whole thing having been, as Thomas Pynchon put it in Gravity’s Rainbow twenty years earlier, a front for the war of multinational technology cartels against everyone else. Now, in the Nineties, world-historical conflict farted in its fresh grave as hoax and scandal filled the deregulated airwaves. Cable news proved such a deadly carrier of “subliminal messages” that in one episode, people in a DC suburb watch TV pundits weigh in on Bosnia and are hypnotized into homicidal rage against their loved ones. In other words, paranormal activity caused by US–alien collusion manifested on a day-to-day basis as unaccountable violent symptoms bugging out the collective sensorium. In the parlance of the show, this sort of thing was an X-file, a local mystery with national implications that the federal government didn’t want to solve.Such cases fell to an odd couple of FBI agents: Fox Mulder (doofy, irreproachable David Duchovny), a believer bent on avenging a government cover-up of his sister’s abduction, and Dana Scully (acute, deadpan Gillian Anderson), a medically trained skeptic assigned to spy on him. Mulder and Scully spend the series investigating strange phenomena, from a 120-year-old serial killer who hibernates between meals of human liver to an American luxury liner perpetually invaded by Germans because it’s always 1939 in the Bermuda Triangle, on behalf of a regime that wants to snort their brains. The X-Files may not have been the best postmodern novel ever written, but it was, despite stiff competition, perhaps the longest.

The show ran until a few months after September 11, 2001. It spawned two forgettable feature films and started up again as a series in 2016 in a painful nostalgia exercise; this spring, it was ostensibly laid to rest for good. The X-Files’ creator, Chris Carter — a SoCal boy who spent thirteen years at Surfing Magazine before he started the show — shot episodes like small movies where the sublime architecture of conspiracy in the post-Watergate thriller entered the orbit of Lynchian Americana: All the President’s Men Meet the Log Lady. Some episodes layered one aesthetic atop the other: in countless scenes, girls in white nightgowns run barefoot through the woods illuminated by the glare of spacecrafts or SWAT teams. Others seemed located halfway in between, in endless gray suburbs where Washington and Main Street alike flicker in between commercials on a half-watched screen before a working mom is gobbled up by a swarm of irradiated cockroaches. Either way, everything looks like Vancouver, where the show was shot through its fifth season, creating the uncanny impression that, in the Nineties, the entire country was a Northwestern logging town haunted by industry. The show’s devotees created an online subculture largely populated by female X-philes, who debated the relationship between its conspiracy-driven “mythology” arc and its less sweeping but often more satisfying “Monster of the Week” one-offs, as well as the persistent question of whether Mulder and Scully should bang. (“Shippers” said yes, “no-romos” said it would ruin the show.) At a time when being obsessed with stuff on the internet was still the province of freaks and geeks, the show’s producers winked back, turning losers into collaborators.

Teetering between police procedural and science fiction, The X-Files, Geller notes, forgoes the positivistic comforts of a regular forensic drama, in which truth can be discovered and justice served in the space of a single episode. The show’s collision of genres, she writes, conscripts Mulder and Scully into the role of social detective — Fredric Jameson’s term for a sleuth, sometimes a policeman or a journalist, but sometimes a Jane Q. Public or even a whole community — who, motivated by forces beyond the need to file a report, approaches “society as a whole” as “the mystery to be solved.” As such, our heroes stumble through each X-file in a state of epistemological crisis. Halfway through the pilot episode, driving one stormy night down a back road in an Oregon town zapped with extraterrestrial enterprise, the agents are enveloped by a halo of light, and their car goes dead. When the light subsides, Mulder checks his watch and squeals that nine minutes have vanished into thin air. “Time can’t just disappear!” Scully, panicked for the first time, stammers through the rain at her giddy partner. “It’s a universal invariant!” Mulder, riveted beyond gloating, pants back, “Not in this zip code.”

By granting impressive measures of scientific reasoning to one and gestalt interpretation to the other, the show gives its leads a basic measure of dramatic and intellectual equality. Neither agent is Sherlock to the other’s Watson, and each contends with the harassment that befalls women who do autopsies and men who read tea leaves. Both are smart, stubborn, lonely, and brave. At the same time, a persistent sleight of hand gives ontological priority to Mulder: it’s his world we’re visiting, and in the final instance, his research methods tend to be the ones that work. (Not coincidentally, Anderson is a serious, thoughtful actress who would go on to play Lily Bart and Nora Helmer. Duchovny, at his best, just kind of is Fox Mulder. Had he not dropped out of Yale to play gender-bending roles in Twin Peaks and porny indie films, he might have finished his dissertation on Pynchon and his peers, “Magic and Technology in Contemporary Fiction and Poetry.”)

To be Scully — or, in a more archetypal sense, to be “a Scully” — is to insist on the laws of physics even as the aliens stretch you out on board their ship. It’s to begin a sentence, as she does in “Die Hand Die Verletzt” (The One Where Devil Worshippers Run the School Board), “I mean, there’s nothing odd about — ” only to be cut off by toads falling from the sky. It’s to climb the rungs of an institution that seeks to push you off the ladder, to stoically salute your authoritarian father’s coffin, to relax by studying the DSM-IV on a Friday night over a glass of wine, and still to somehow find yourself among mutants, the odd girl in a different boys’ club than the one you’d intended to join. As with her predecessor Clarice Starling, Jodie Foster’s dogged young criminologist in The Silence of the Lambs, Scully dares to look into the hearts of the coldest killers, and they alone dare to look back.

To be a Mulder, on the other hand, means your ears buzz with white noise but your sacred duty is to keep it Real. Because you’re obsessed with getting outside, you take a job way on the inside, put on the gray suit you were born in, and work both for and against the (Cigarette Smoking) Man, who considers vaping you every eighth episode but then just maims you again like a favorite broken toy. Your basement office under the panopticon is so close to where the maps are made, it’s off the map. You’re a polonium-tipped dart’s throw from knowledge but so far from power that they don’t even bother harassing you half the time. So you curl up in the belly of your own surveillance, eat sunflower seeds out of the bag, and jerk off at your desk beneath your iconic poster of a grainy UFO with its block-lettered caption, I WANT TO BELIEVE. “It’s interesting,” a shape-shifting rapist tells him in an episode called “Small Potatoes” (The One Where Mulder Gets Impersonated by a Man with a Tail). “I was born a loser. But you’re one by choice.” To be a Mulder is to be a kind of idiot, and to be right. In many episodes, he crumples to the ground as though literally stricken by the force of terrible knowledge. I did that too, I bragged to my journal. And I liked to watch.” - Marissa Brostoff, “Missing Time.” N+1. Issue 31: Out There. Spring 2018.

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Clone high season 3!!!!!! Let’s goooooo!!!!!

Episode 1

Joan is being exulted from the group :( also Jesus is here!!! I miss him..

Omg roll call song!!! Joan pls let them sing. Jackie the ripper….. Grell Sutcliff vibes. Ohg Vincent!!!!! The blorbo…

Oh yeah, the new teacher is definitely suspicious, and that new guy and Harriet are totally gonna be a thing. For some reason Abe and JFK feel a bit off? Also the husbands…I love them.

His I forgot what it’s like to laugh at jokes in a show…

😔 rip to jfgosh….maybe…

Honest to god I too would also try to pick a color before graffiti it…I now love the bench creatures

The eyeball scene….gross.

Random person in the hat, I love you.

Why do people think Joan try to kill them? Like yeah, she throw everyone in a pit, but then they were led to a room to be brainwashed??? I can understand them think the pit would kill them or something but???? Murder?????

Episode 2

Cinnamon being a rising star of snorkeling but flailing, Mr b a sex worker who ran away from home…….the elements for a hurt/comfort fanfic are here…..👀👀

Maybe it’s just me, but this painting reminds me of Saint Sebastian. It might be the arrows?….

Marie….NooOOOOOOOO. (I literally screamed seeing her knees) tho it make me wonder, marries can fully speak with her head off. Can clone just, not die? Is this just silly cartoon logic, or can clone can lose body parts and keep going? If that’s the case then thats a major reason why Joan’s mom want to clones to be leaders, they could be physically be un-killable.

Everyone wanting to get out of their small rural/supern town….Mood. Pls pls pls let there be an indie type coming of age romance or friendship episode!!! Pls pls.

Abe going a sport team!! Again!!! JFK doing more sports!!! It’s cool to see Abe, JFK, and Confusious as a trio. And to see Abe not being romance focused, JFK too.

Vince trying out for cheerleading, Genghis too <3

It’s kind of weird to see Harriet as the cheer leader captain? I thought it would be Cleo since that more of a mean girl/popular stereotype? Harriet taking the mean girl role feels weird? Like last season she was a nervous theater kid who wants friends? Now she the cheer captain??? But also snappy. She the mean smart girl??

Cleo charter moment!!!!!!! Her caring about Frieda’s art and respect it!!!!

I love this episode

Episode 3

:( did JFK not have an accent anymore? It goes and goes..

Catherine the great x Anna Boleyn 👀 👀 oh that a cute ship!!! Also LGBT background characters let’s gooo!!!!!!

“I’ll happy let you take my virginity” Abe…ABE.

JFK not like the label “slut” :(

Oh my god is bi/pan jfk going be canon??? Also hella Abe x jfk vibes, nice

Christian rock…..do you think Jesus clone would be weird out by this music or like it?

Side note, Vincent isn’t an active Blecher Creature. So if he’s not that, not popular, is he middle ground? Are all the background characters just….middle ground?? (I’m thinking to much of the logic here)

Abe x JFK…:..boyfriends/QPR real <3

The whole “jfk didn’t want to do sex/be seen as a slut/want to do more things in life” is like, a good premise but the execution on this episode???? :/ idk.

Clone Cleo x 2 and cloe Frida x 3. 👀 👀

Oh neat, my thoughts about how other schools/people outside of Exclamation Point don’t know that clones exist!!!!

Abe did you puke that ring out or something else???

Episode 4

Oh neato, that how Harriet texts!!! It’s always cool to find out how fictional characters text and talk to people!! (That and it makes chat fic more realistic if you cope the canon way characters text)

The husbands have sex dolls of each other….👀👀

HE IS NOT THAT BUFF I REFUSE to believe that’s canon

Confucius breaking up with Harriet. I mean, I don’t think looking at another man is cheating? But it’s nice to know that is isn’t in the wrong or did anything bad, well beside the whole bear thing.

Episode 5

Oh, so Confucius and Jain are fake dating…

Oh my god there doing a manic pixie dream girl…

JFK and Abe nothing seeing and hearing the shoulder angels and demons…..👀👀

Mr B acting more human <3

SKUNKY POO IS A GIRL?????

Harriet’s dance outfit is cute.

Ok, Joan and Confusious talking by the water, then then dancing was super cute. Also Abe and Mary? They seems like a cute couple. Also skinny poo and cinnamon dancing in the rain was nice (wish it was Mr b tho… :( )

Oh nice, Harriet and what’s his name ended on good terms! I was afraid they were going to fight.

Ennui = a feeling of weariness and dissatisfaction. 👀 JFK having these feelings because the shoulder angel and devil aren’t there, representing inner conflict. 👀 👀

I really like Confusious’s character growth, he’s not into technology to find praise and company. He’s friends with Abe and JFK and him and Joan dating seems….healthy? Tho I do wish Joan stay single, 2 out of 3 seasons she’s been dating someone and it would be cool to see her be herself and do things she likes to do.