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terrainofheartfelt · 3 months
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All the best romantic ships on Gilmore Girls have the same thing in common. Weirdo4Weirdo
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aralisj · 1 year
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For very scientific and serious research. Explanations about your choice are more than welcome 💜
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Not really the Schneider-verse (or it could be, who am I to say) but Jess and Rory getting the catch up they deserved in Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out - either Logan not turning up or them meeting up between that and the Prodigal Daughter Returns, either or neither, just some Literati love please <3
They find a tiny Vietnamese place open late in Hartford, with enormous bowls of Pho, and overstuffed Banh Mi sandwiches.
Jess pours a disgusting amount of sriracha and hoisin sauce into his soup, before squeezing an obscene amount of lime wedges in, and Rory follows suit. The soup is divine, the broth clearly simmered for days on end.
"So?" Jess asks as he uses his little ladle and chopsticks to shovel broth and noodles into his mouth.
"So," Rory agrees as she takes her own mouthful.
"You left Yale," Jess states.
She nods slowly. "I...did. I did. I left Yale. It was for the best."
Jess looks at her as if she's lost her mind. "That's not-"
"It is," she insists. "Look, I...I had this internship, and it- it didn't go very well. The person who gave it to me told me I don't have what it takes to be a journalist. And I came to realize that he was right, so I...stopped chasing something that's not going to happen."
Jess gazes at her a little sadly and it makes her avert her eyes. "Okay. So...what's the new dream?"
"I don't know yet."
"Have you thought about it at all?" he asks, slurping down more broth, grabbing a piece of beef from his bowl to munch on.
"No."
"Can I say something you don't wanna hear?"
"No."
"I'm gonna say it anyways," he announces, setting his utensils down. "I you worked yourself so hard, and you're so used to people telling you what you want to hear? That you had a breakdown."
Rory stares at him silently.
"And that's actually okay," Jess insists. "Breakdowns happen. I had mine. Running away to California like a fucking idiot."
"I don't want to talk about that," she says quickly.
"My point is," he says, getting back on track. "That no matter what happened at that internship? It doesn't matter. It's a drop in the bucket. One guy told you you're not good enough. Sucks for sure, but also fuck that guy. You work hard, Rory. You've always gone after what you want. Why stop now?"
Rory stays silent, looking down at her soup.
"You're really gonna let some crusty jerk get in your way?" Jess asks.
"He's not a crusty jerk - well, he is, but he's a very wealthy, powerful, crusty jerk," Rory says.
Jess smirks at her. "And won't it be the best feeling when you make him eat his words?"
Rory laughs a little. "I guess you have some experience with that."
He shrugs. "Well, all of Stars Hollow thought I'd end up in jail, and here I am. Paying for dinner with money I made from writing a book and editing for an independent press. I stopped by Stars Hollow and sold Andrew a few copies. I wish I could see Taylor's face when he sees them."
“Taylor may die.” 
"I hope he'll at least have heart palpitations, I'll take that," Jess volleys back.
Rory takes a breath and goes back to eating her soup. "What if you're wrong? What if I really am not good enough to follow this path?"
"There's no 'good enough,'" he points out. "You either work your ass off to make it happen, or you don't. And considering all of those Friday nights we spent in senior year, where you studied, and I napped until you were done...I think you've got this covered."
She huffs out a breath. "I miss school. Logan...- Logan, my boyfriend - Logan and I do a lot of partying, and I just...feel..."
"Bored?" Jess supplies.
"God, I'm so bored."
"Ivy league drop-out," Jess sings in a terrible voice, trying to emulate Grease for her. "Go back to college..."
She bursts out laughing, almost spitting her soup out. "Oh, my god do that again, I want a recording."
"Never."
"Jess."
"Eat your soup. You've got a sandwich coming, you don't want 'em to overlap."
"Jess!"
"No."
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He drops her back at her grandparents' place, only to find another car waiting there.
"Logan," Rory smiles as she gets out of the passenger's side.
Jess joins her, handing her her leftover dessert.
"No," Rory says, whirling around. "You keep them."
Jess laughs. "What? No more mung bean bonbons for you?" he asks. "You're missing out."
"Yuck," Rory complains. "Logan, this is Jess. He's an old friend from Stars Hollow - Luke's nephew. Jess, this is Logan, my boyfriend."
Jess nods. "Hey."
Logan nods, looking wary. "Hey, man, good to meet you."
They shake hands briefly, and Jess holds up the bag. "Mung bean bonbons?"
"Uh..."
"We got Vietnamese food," Rory explains. "Jess got adventurous with dessert."
"They're not that bad."
"Yuck," Rory repeats, making Jess laugh.
"Seems like you two had a grand old time," Logan remarks.
"We haven't seen each other in a long time," Rory explains.
"You two date?" Logan asks.
"Yes," Rory responds truthfully. "But that was a long time ago. Jess wrote a book, and he's been going to small bookstores, selling copies. He was in the area."
"A writer. You a writer, Jess?" Logan asks.
"Sure," Jess responds slowly, lifting an eyebrow.
"Got many influences? Hemmingway? Proust? Kafka? Tolstoy?"
Jess turns to Rory, looking a little weirded out. "Is this guy a real person?"
Rory gives him a stern look. "Jess..."
"I'm just sayin', if Mattel made a Ken doll that was supposed to encourage little girls to go to an Ivy League school, it'd probably look like him."
"Oh, he's funny," Logan snarks. "Funny guy, huh?"
"And on that note, I'm gonna head out," Jess tells them. "Rory. Happy early birthday. Logan...you were also here."
Rory huffs. "Jess, wait."
"Let him go, Rory," Logan tells her.
She narrows her eyes at him and follows Jess to his car. "Hey."
He turns to her, raising his eyebrows.
"Sorry about him. He's...he's just..."
"An asshole," Jess tells her. "You're dating an asshole. Can I bribe you to break up with him if I sing the Grease thing again?"
"No."
Jess grins and leans in, kissing her cheek. "Go back to Yale, Rory. Stop boring yourself."
With that, he squeezes her arm gently, and hops into his car, driving off.
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kimberly-stocks · 2 years
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I posted a new chapter for my story 'Things I'd never say' on AO3 and FF
It's literati. Please check it out ☺️
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Rory and Jess + "epithets" for each other
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literatigifs · 1 year
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Rory and Jess - Physical touch
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kitkataract · 1 year
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you know what we were robbed of?
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this fucking trio right here.
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i like how dean represents rory’s humble small town stars hollow world and logan represents rory’s wealthy ivy league world and rory being torn between these two worlds is basically the theme of the show, so you’d think that the narrative would be very dean vs logan. yet both of them are intimidated not by each other but by this little guy who comes out of nowhere during both relationships, displays an undeniable connection with rory and dips. i love it.
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slayerbuffy · 7 months
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Gilmore Girls | 3.09 “A Deep-Fried Korean Thanksgiving”
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mqrianos · 9 months
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jess mariano and rory gilmore are literally the SAME people at their core, just in opposite fonts. they MIRROR each other and are each other's TWIN FLAMES. that's exactly why they understand each other better than everyone else (asp herself said so). both are raised by teen moms and have deadbeat dads. yet, one is nurtured with love and care with a mom like lorelai. and the other is abandoned & ignored by a flaky mom like liz. both develop an immense love for reading regardless of whether it became kind of a coping mechanism. both exceed normal expectations of intelligence required for their age. hence, one goes above and beyond, strives for perfection with it, and craves validation while the other could not care less what people think and says "fuck it. rules don't matter anymore for me. i know stuff". one becomes stars hollow's princess, held onto a pedestal by everyone around her. the other becomes stars hollow's pariah, hated by every person he meets. both are under intense scrutiny by people where one is held to exceptionally high standards and the other is seen as "good for nothing". both of them break out of those respective moulds as soon as they become young adults. and both play a pivotal role in helping each other break out of those moulds and still be true to their inner selfs. I COULD WRITE AN ENTIRE TEN-PAGE ESSAY ON THE PARALLELS BETWEEN THEM....I REALLY COULD!
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limitedseries · 7 days
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Jess and Rory + The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology
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deadpoets · 1 month
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GILMORE GIRLS 02.21 | Lorelai's Graduation Day 06.08 | Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out
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jessmmariano · 9 months
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Jess’s ‘bad boy’ label to me is so, so funny. He is constantly reading, works two jobs, saved enough money to buy a car—but he’s the ultimate bad boy in the town’s eyes. Let’s be clear, the most ‘rebellious’ thing he did was the chalk outline outside Doose’s. Boy did magic tricks for his crush, why is he labeled a bad boy? 😭
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A Bid a Basket date for Jess and Rory (post AYITL)
"Did you pack real food in your basket this time?"
Rory snorts. "What do you take me for, Martha Stewart? We're going for pizza."
Jess laughs softly and shakes his head. "Next time we do this, I'm making the basket."
She grins at him curiously. "Next time, huh?"
"That's assuming I don't lose my shit and fly across the country to lose my shit at the beach," Jess jokes self-deprecatingly.
"One, there are plenty of nice beaches to lose your shit at right here on the east coast, and two, next time I'm just going to follow you."
He quirks an interested smirk at her. "Oh, yeah?"
"Yep. Gonna pack up Hope, torture a plane-full of people with an infant who's never flown before just to stomp on your foot for repeating dumb, unhealthy behaviors."
Jess nods slowly. "Good to know."
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clubglee · 5 months
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I don't wanna talk to anybody else. I don't like anybody else.
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Jess Mariano + text posts
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