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octuscle · 6 months
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Hey, I'm new to Chronivac and want to try out becoming a musky himbo jock. I'm not exactly sure how to do it well though, do you have any presets?
Dude, the catalog is full of premium matching presets. If you want, I'll just pick something. A little younger than you are now. A little more lower class than the Upper East Side where you currently live. And definitely no more Yale education. You bet your ass.
You're sitting on the sofa of your Park Avenue condo reading the New York Times. Damn uncomfortable. You put your feet up on the coffee table. You might as well clean up again…. On the table, a mess of pizza boxes, protein shake canisters, old issues of FLEX. Your mother calls from downstairs for you to go with the dog. Fuck, you were in the middle of a Call of Duty fight. Do you have to do that now? "ZAC! IMMEDIATELY" You know the tone. Better you don't lose another second. And an hour of running before the gym might not be a bad idea. So you put on your running shoes and head out with your dog.
When you're done with high school, you need to get out of the suburbs as soon as possible. Next year is the time. College, your own fitness channel on YouTube, a penthouse in New York. You already see your future right in front of you. But first your buddy has to take a shit in the park. When you've made your rounds, you still have an hour and a half before dinner. Enough for a short workout. You grab your bag, which hasn't been unpacked since the last work out, send your gym buddy a quick message, get on your bike and hit the road.
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Your mustache is really coming nicely. And after the workout, as always, you'll have a mighty boner. Your buddy wasn't there. His bad luck. You send him your selfie. "Caption: "U missed a sicc workout and a big gulp of himbo proteins. Bj after dinner @ ur place"
Posted your selfie @testoster0ne
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maysrinn · 2 months
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The Capitol AU Baird Family 🕊️
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Featuring Lucy Gray „all my of my family members are dead“ Bai…Snow, I have no chill ✨
A few side facts
Olive Pine (15) was the middle child of the three Baird siblings and definitely the more mature one, you couldn’t leave Brody green (17) alone especially not with two apple tall Lucy Gray
Munchkin Lucy Gray was a runner and possibly the first official member to wear a rope as kiddy leash
Adelynn Blue was the stricter parent, capable of instilling fear in her two children with just a single glare—except for little Lucy Gray, who seemed immune to it. Some might argue that she inherited that trait later on for her own fledglings. On the other hand, Vincent Yale was a more relaxed father, keeping an eye on the kids being was always ready to step in when necessary.
While inheriting her mothers dresses, the guitar came from her daddy
Lucy Grays Aunt Lorelei Maroon was not married at the time and kept the family name Baird. Her soon to be husband was killed by peacekeepers when she was pregnant with Maude Ivory. She lost her life shortly after Maude Ivory was born due to sickness and infection.
(Little fun fact: The Banjo Clementine is playing in the District AU was owned by Lorelei Maroon and gifted by Maude Ivory )
Barb Azure married her Gal down the road, and together they raised a daughter who tragically lost her parents at the tender age of three. Unfortunately, both Barb Azure and her partner passed away prematurely. Barb Azure succumbed to a lung disease at the age of 40, while Emily passed away at 55 from what was termed "old age." Josie Mink, who never married, succumbed to an untreatable heart disease like her mother at the age of 40.
In this household, we eagerly embrace the "Maude Ivory is Katniss's Grandma" theory, adding depth to the rebellion storyline, like a hidden family feud. Lucy Gray, unaware of her grandnieces, lost touch with Maude Ivory after her marriage, setting off on her own journey without saying goodbye. Lucy Gray meets Katniss for the first time at the Summer Ball after the victor tour, with a second meeting after the rebellion's success.
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Lucy Gray passed away at the age of 95, peacefully in her sleep. A decade after the public execution of her husband, Coriolanus Snow, marking her as the final Baird to depart from Panem 🥀
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If there are official names that I changed or got wrong my deepest apologies! I didn’t found or remembered them qwq
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toastedkiwi · 9 months
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we def need more on intern! reader’s background
Okay— let’s start off with school background (also I might be talking out of my ass a bit). She was constantly skipping grades. Her parents did managed to keep her in preschool and kindergarten but it became very apparent that she got bored with the class work. She did fine playing with other kids but it was clear she needed to be challenged a bit more which led to her skipping grades and being around older kids. She did get bullied by the older kids which often had her by the teacher and being alone
She was taking community college classes when she was 9. Community college was a lot better on her. She got various associates degrees because her dad jokingly said “why don’t you try collecting them all?” She low key is still working on it.
She did take a gap year when she was 13. Her dad took her on various road trips to see various museums, state parks, and aquariums. He had to stop at little old school diners.
She got a few full ride scholarships to different schools. She went to Yale for her undergraduate degrees at the age of 15 and then hopped over to John Hopkins University when she’s 19. She graduates when she’s 23 and then she starts her internship at Gotham General.
Her degrees:
Associates - massage therapy, criminal law, marketing, business, art, accounting, psychology
Bachelors - Marine Science, Pharmacy
Doctorates - Medicine, Biology
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The problem of urban bloat has plagued cities throughout history. Consider Guy Michaels and Ferdinand Rauch’s recent work on differential urban growth in France and Britain before 1700. Due to differences in the way troops retreated following the first sack of Rome, Roman garrisons in Britain did not survive as cities, but many French garrisons did. Hundreds of years later, French cities remained in these former garrison locations, arrayed along Roman road networks. The British population, meanwhile, began concentrating in coastal locations to take advantage of new shipping technologies. These coastal towns experienced faster economic growth, while French cities languished in their original, land-locked locations. By the Middle Ages, Britons were two and a half times more likely to have access to coastal waters than they were during Roman times, while the French were no more likely to have such access than they were more than a thousand years earlier. Residents of French cities stayed in place even when the relevant economic technology made obvious the benefits of coastal proximity.
In part, of course, people did not migrate from inland French cities to the coast because of simple path dependence. But they also stayed because French cities developed governmental structures that were hard to relocate—for example, local bishops tended to be the providers of public goods. Because local public goods were only available in cities built on old garrisons, citizens could not move to locations more suitable for economic growth. Public policy limited the capacity of the populace to adapt to economic and technological change by failing to allow for cities to shrink.
David Schleicher, Stuck! The Law and Economics of Residential Stagnation, 127 Yale L.J. 78, 134–35 (2017) (citations omitted) (citing Guy Michaels & Ferdinand Rauch, Resetting the Urban Network: 117–2012, Econ. J. 1 (May 24, 2017)).
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Guy Michaels & Ferdinand Rauch, Resetting the Urban Network: 117–2012, Econ. J. 1 (May 24, 2017).
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klaineccfanficlibrary · 8 months
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I was so close to a full bingo.
1. Express Yourself by esperantoauthor​
2. Lost Boy by myownpatronus my-own-patronus
3. Miles To Go by hundredindecisions thnxforknowingme​
4. A “Safe” Choice by izwordsoup special-bc-ur-part-of-it​
5. Wild Child by dreamcatcher klainedreams34​
6. TBA
7. Scenes from December by spaceorphan spaceorphan18​
8. My Heart, It Pounds, Yeah You Got Me by nineofhearts nineofhearts4​
9. Plucking Daisy Petals by hundredindecisions thnxforknowingme​, although I am not sure if it counts, since it isn’t a Klaine fic but it is Klaine-adjacent? But uh, it is Blaine/Quinn, hence the whole “Genre/Trope I don’t normally read”. If it doesn’t count, that’s fine and y’all don’t have to add it to the collection.
Klaine Bingo 2023 - last day of bingo cards! Thank you for this Anon. ~Jen
1. Debut fic: Express Yourself by @esperantoauthor
When he was 4, he didn’t notice it. When he was 6, he hoped he could outgrow it. When he was 14 he thought he could ignore it. When he was 16, he tried hide it.
When Blaine is attacked for being different, he transfers to a new school where he meets a cadre of misfits called The New Directions, who seem very impressed with his singing and very curious about his past. Blaine just wanted to fit in but maybe he will find something better: his voice.
[A canon-divergent story in which Blaine transferred to McKinley rather than Dalton after being attacked at his old school.]
2. Page turner fic: Lost Boy by myownpatronus
On September 20, 1999, Pam and James Anderson's world was shattered when their youngest son, Blaine, was abducted from a local park. Twelve years later, after pain, healing, and tireless searching, the family is reunited in a most unexpected way. But the boy who comes home to them isn't the same one they lost so long ago. Each member of the Anderson family has to learn to change and grow together as a lost boy is found once more.
3.Fanfic that made you reach for a box of tissues: Miles To Go by hundredindecisions @thnxforknowingme
In the wake of Finn’s death, Kurt struggles to keep up with schoolwork at NYADA or engage with his life in general. He finally finds purpose again when he decides to spend the summer venturing west, to scatter Finn’s ashes in the Pacific Ocean. The road trip is long and lonely and challenging, but Kurt’s luck starts to turn around when he meets a handsome man named Blaine, who’s heading to California for his own reasons. After crossing paths in Colorado, they decide to travel together. As they get closer to the west coast they start to let down their walls, learning more about each other and revealing what they’re really seeking on this trip.
4. Fanfic where on has an unusual occupation: A “Safe” Choice by izwordsoup @special-bc-ur-part-of-it
This one is already in our list under this category!!
5. Fanfic - wild card/your choice: Wild Child by dreamcatcher @klainedreams34
Tired of his son rebelling against him, Burt Hummel sends Kurt off to boarding school in England, hoping it will straighten him out. There, Kurt makes friends, gets involved in shenanigans, and just maybe finds the boy of his dreams! Heavily based on the movie of the same name!
6. Summer story: TBA
7. Written for a challenge: Scenes from December by @spaceorphan18
An exploration of Kurt's life throughout various Decembers. The story of family and how the definition of family changes over time.
Written for Klaine Advent 2022.
8. Fic that made you laugh out loud: My Heart, It Pounds, Yeah You Got Me by @nineofhearts4​
This one is already in our list under this category!!
9. Genre/trope you wouldn't normally read: Plucking Daisy Petals by hundredindecisions @thnxforknowingme
Blaine Anderson and Quinn Fabray meet during their first year at Yale, and quickly bond over shared experiences. They become best friends, then roommates, and eventually start dating. Blaine cares for Quinn so much, and everyone else thinks they belong together - so it has to be right, doesn't it?
Inspired by Ljubim te by maanorchidee.
This fic is entirely thanks to maanorchidee and her fic Ljubim te, in which Blaine and Quinn are dating before Blaine meets Kurt while in Slovenia. I was super fascinated by the idea of Blaine and Quinn falling into a romantic relationship during college, because they're both so desperate for affection and sort of don't know any better. So Yuè very kindly gave me permission to write a quasi-prequel (and also gave me the idea for the title!). That being said - I created this independently, so it may not entirely line up with the canon of Ljubim te. It's meant to compliment Yuè's story, but her fictional universe is her own, so there may be inconsistencies.
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The immense talent of the American novelist Cormac McCarthy, who has died aged 89, was for three decades a secret that circulated from hand to hand between a small number of readers, but among them were some influential champions of his work.
Gordon Lish, senior editor at the New York publishers Alfred A Knopf, gave a copy of McCarthy’s Blood Meridian (1985) to the critic Harold Bloom. Bloom loved it, declaring it a great book, right up there with William Faulkner and Toni Morrison. There are pages of prose in his work, remarked George Steiner, “that may be at the moment the most electric, the most violent, the most inventive prose being written”. Saul Bellow bullied and cajoled the prize committee of the MacArthur Foundation in 1981 to acknowledge McCarthy’s remarkable talent.
McCarthy seemed to come from nowhere and for most of his career wrote in the hermit-like obscurity of a JD Salinger or Thomas Pynchon. Refusing all attempts to publicise his work, McCarthy politely declined to be interviewed, never signed copies of his own books, attended no literary conferences, did not teach, and was more interested in science and cosmology than fiction. He was an American original.
Working at first in the southern gothic mode, he remade himself as a southwestern writer after settling in Texas in 1976. He carried the influence of Faulkner, Herman Melville (Moby Dick was reportedly his favourite novel) and Ernest Hemingway along with him, and remained true to the literary values that those richly complex writers had made their own. McCarthy had no time for Marcel Proust or Henry James; he had no interest in the psychological intricacies of motivation, sensibility or modernist thinking about consciousness. His novels, early and late, were grim, violent tales of life stripped down to the raw fundamentals of existence in a hostile world.
Acclaim and a mass readership came late in his career. Until the runaway success of All the Pretty Horses in 1992 (his first New York Times bestseller), McCarthy had sold fewer than 5,000 copies of the hardback edition of any of his novels. By 2006, Blood Meridian, a blood-dripping tale of scalp-hunting and massacres in northern Mexico in the 1840s, was placed at No 3 in a Time magazine list of the 25 greatest American novels. McCarthy seemed the real deal to readers such as Bloom, Lish and Bellow. He reached an even wider audience via film adaptations of books including No Country for Old Men (2005) and the Pulitzer prize-winner The Road (2006). Not since Faulkner had an American author been so extravagantly talented and, by choice, so distant from the literary culture.
McCarthy was born in Providence, Rhode Island, the eldest son and third of six children of Gladys (nee McGrail) and Charles McCarthy. The family moved to Knoxville, Tennessee, in 1937 when his father, a Yale law school graduate, was appointed legal counsel for the Tennessee Valley Authority. Growing up in a large Roman Catholic family in the fiercely Protestant environment of Tennessee, McCarthy was sent to exclusively Catholic schools in Knoxville. Neither the family’s religion, nor their comfortable upper-middle-class life (maids, a large family house), was much to his liking. He did not want to be respectable, and this was not popular in the McCarthy household.
McCarthy attended the University of Tennessee in 1951-52, studying physics and engineering, but dropped out. He had no career ambitions, hated “progress” and rejected most of the expectations that shaped the lives of his siblings and fellow students. He had been named after his father, and the decision legally to change his name from Charles to the Gaelic Cormac suggests some of the family tensions that shaped McCarthy’s relations to his family.
In 1953 McCarthy enlisted in the US air force, and was sent to Alaska, where he had much time to catch up on his reading. He also hosted a programme on a local radio station. After his military service ended in 1956, McCarthy re-enrolled at the University of Tennessee where, as “CJ McCarthy, Jr”, he published two short stories in a campus literary magazine. They attracted some attention, and he received the university’s Ingram-Merrill award for creative writing in 1959.
He promptly left the university without taking a degree, and went to Chicago, where he worked in an auto-parts warehouse. In 1961 he married Lee Holleman, a fellow student from the University of Tennessee. They had a son, Cullen, moved back south to Asheville, North Carolina, and were divorced soon after. When asked years later about whether he paid alimony, he responded: “With what?” He was, for the next 25 years, poor, rootless and happy.
In Chicago, Asheville, and then in New Orleans, he worked on the manuscript of his first novel, The Orchard Keeper. Knowing little of the literary scene, and less of the publishing industry, he sent the novel unsolicited to Random House, where it was plucked from the slush pile of doubtful self-submitted manuscripts and reached the desk of Albert R Erskine, vice-president and editorial director. Erskine was a legendary figure in the world of literary publishing, but even with his support, The Orchard Keeper (1965) – a Faulkneresque tale set in rural Tennessee in the inter-war years, portraying the relationship of a young boy to an outlaw and bootlegger who has murdered the boy’s father – attracted little attention.
Nonetheless, McCarthy received the William Faulkner Foundation award for the best first novel by an American writer. Erskine’s enthusiasm for McCarthy’s talent was undiminished, despite the commercial failures that followed. McCarthy remained a Random House author until his editor’s retirement in 1987.
The Orchard Keeper also won McCarthy a travelling fellowship from the American Academy of Arts and Letters. On his sea voyage to Europe for a planned visit to Ireland, he met Anne DeLisle, a young British singer and dancer, who was working as an entertainer on the ship. They married in 1966, and lived in a rented finca in Ibiza in a boozy community of expatriate American artists and writers. In that happy milieu McCarthy wrote Outer Dark, a tale of incest and violence, in a note-perfect recreation of the Tennessee poor-white vernacular. It was published in 1968, and sank without trace.
A grant from the Rockefeller Foundation enabled the couple to return to the US in some style for DeLisle’s first visit to McCarthy’s parents. When they reached Tennessee, they rented a cottage adjacent to a pig farm south of Knoxville, where they lived for 10 years. McCarthy poured the memory of his life in Knoxville into a long autobiographical novel, Suttree, which appeared in 1979, telling the story of a young man who turned away from a privileged family background and chose to live on a houseboat boozing with a colourful assortment of locals.
With Suttree in mid-draft, he walked out on DeLisle, and moved to El Paso, Texas. Although they divorced, he continued to send drafts of Suttree to DeLisle in Knoxville for typing, and they remained close friends. “I lived waiting for him to come home for years and years,” she recalled. “I never would have stayed there unless I thought he was coming back to me.”
McCarthy received a phone call from the MacArthur Foundation in late December 1981 informing him that he had been awarded a “genius grant” of $500,000, which enabled him to buy a small stucco house behind a shopping mall in El Paso. The Nobel-prize winning physicist Murray Gell-Mann was the director of the MacArthur Foundation, and he and McCarthy became close friends. Invited by Gell-Mann to affiliate with the Santa Fe Institute, a freewheeling thinktank for scientists, McCarthy at last found an intellectual home. In 1999, with his third wife, Jennifer Winkley, and their son, John, he settled down in Tesuque, New Mexico, and worked on his later novels in his office at the institute, pecking away on a small portable Olivetti Lettera 32. “I like being around smart, interesting people, and the people who come here are among the smartest, most interesting people on the planet.”
The move to El Paso began a new phase for McCarthy. His books up to Suttree were “southern” novels, written strongly under the influence of Faulkner. With Blood Meridian, he wrote about southwest Texas and the Mexican border territory, which he explored in an old pickup truck. His descriptions of the cauterised border territory were stunningly vivid. Bloom claimed that the landscape in Blood Meridian was better than anything except Shakespeare.
The novel’s violence was also spectacular, though oddly affectless. Death comes helter-skelter for the killers and innocent villagers alike in northern Mexico in the 1840s – scalpings, evisceration, beheadings, presented in detail. The motives for this gory mayhem, conducted by contract killers selling Apache scalps to the governor of Sonora, are unfathomable. The figure of Judge Holden takes motiveless malignity to sickening heights. Philip Roth, a novelist whose interests never involved skinning knives, rifles or clubs, found nothing of interest in Blood Meridian; it was described as an ambitious and sophisticated failure in the New York Times, and sold fewer than 1,500 copies in the first printing. A film adaptation was talked about, but the consensus seems to have been that it was unfilmable: too dark, too violent. Asked about this, McCarthy robustly dismissed these objections as “all crap”.
In the early 1990s, McCarthy acquired a new publisher (Knopf), a new editor (Gary Fisketjon) and, for the first time in his career, an agent (Amanda Urban). In 1992 Fisketjon and Urban persuaded the reluctant author to give an interview to the New York Times. All the Pretty Horses appeared that spring, and was a runaway success, winning the National Book award for fiction and the National Book Critics Circle award. In 2000, it was made into a film directed by Billy Bob Thornton. Matt Damon played John Grady Cole and Penélope Cruz played Alejandra, both rather miscast playing adolescents.
McCarthy thought the movie “could’ve been better” and bought a new pickup truck with the income from the book. It was the first volume in the Border trilogy, and was followed in 1994 by The Crossing, and in 1998 by Cities of the Plain. Most of the elements of his earlier books are here: virtuoso descriptive powers, laconic dialogue, a set of engaging younger characters and his signature violence. Occasional flights of inflated rhetoric accompanied McCarthy’s search for deep meaning. His account of the doomed relationship between John Grady Cole and the beautiful Alejandra is suggested by: “As she walked toward him her beauty seemed to him a thing altogether improbable” – which was hard to disagree with.
No Country for Old Men, published in 2005, was dismissed by the critic James Wood as “an unimportant, stripped-down thriller”. The Coen brothers movie of 2007 revealed the perfect geometry of this violent tale of pursuit and revenge. Tommy Lee Jones led the cast superbly as craggy Sheriff Bell, Javier Bardem was Chigurh, the remorseless killer with the bad haircut, and Josh Brolin was the outgunned man who found the drug money.
McCarthy attended the Academy Awards with the Coens. “They had a table full of awards before the evening was over, sitting there like beer cans,” he recalled. “One of the first awards they got was for best screenplay, and Ethan came back with the Oscar trophy and said to me, ‘Well, I didn’t do anything, but I’m keeping it.’”
The Road appeared in 2006, a spare, powerful novel portraying the struggle of a father and his young son to survive in a world in which civilisation, and the ecosystem, has collapsed after an (unspecified) cataclysm. It received the best reviews of his career. The experience of fatherhood is seen powerfully in this novel, as are the doom-laden seminars at the Santa Fe Institute discussing entropy, climate change and Carl Sagan’s widely-read scenario on nuclear winter. Together they offered McCarthy a subject that was perfectly matched to his late prose, muscular and taut.
For a writer never much known for his concern for intense emotional attachment, the feelings of the (unnamed) father for his son was something new in McCarthy; it gave The Road an emotional depth. There are hints of a consoling, redemptive ending, unknown in his earlier books, but the stronger note is a sense of the inevitability of death, of a father’s bitter knowledge that he will leave his young son to make his own way in the blasted world.
The Road was filmed by the Australian director John Hillcoat in 2008. Joe Penhall’s screenplay stayed close to the book’s dialogue (McCarthy explained it had been basically transcribed from conversations with his son John). Filmed mainly in Pittsburgh in midwinter, the film embodied McCarthy’s sense of a world dying. The relationship between father and son, played by Viggo Mortensen and Kodi Smit-McPhee, preserved much of the novel’s intensity of affection.
McCarthy received the PEN/Saul Bellow award in 2009, given to an American fiction writer whose work “possesses qualities of excellence, ambition, and scale of achievement over a sustained career which place him or her in the highest rank of American literature”.
Two late novels, The Passenger and Stella Maris, appeared in 2022, capstones to an intense and remarkable career.
McCarthy’s third marriage ended in divorce in 2006. He is survived by his sons, two grandchildren, and two sisters and a brother.
🔔 Cormac McCarthy (Charles Joseph McCarthy), novelist, born 20 July 1933; died 13 June 2023
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randomestfandoms-ocs · 5 months
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Gilmore Girls OCs ( L-Z )
( A-C ) ( D-K )
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Name: Lena LaCosta
Story: My Way / Piece By Piece
Face claim: Rachel Zegler
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Name: Levi Bloom
Story: You’re In The Band
Face claim: Owen Patrick Joyner
Love Interest: probable Matt King & Tommy Gilmore
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Name: Lexi Danes
Story: Untitled
Face claim: Lily James
Love Interest: Preston Gilmore
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Name: Lia Belleville
Story: Found Tonight
Face claim: Ciara Bravo
Love Interest: possible Jess Mariano
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Name: Lili Gilmore
Story: Guts
Face claim: Sophia Bush
Love Interest: Tristan Dugray; endgame TBD
Lili Gilmore was just like her sister.  That’s what she’d been told since she was old enough to understand that her mother didn’t mean it as a compliment.  No, to Emily Gilmore there were few insults more biting than comparing her two daughters.  Rebellious, bored, and too clever for her own good, Lili Gilmore was everything that a Hartford heiress shouldn’t be.  Rebellious, bored, clever, and, now, expelled from Chilton.  With no other private school willing to take her, and not quite desperate enough to send her to boarding school, Emily and Richard only have one choice for what to do with their younger problem child – exactly what Lorelai did when she was Lili’s age, in fact.  Send her to Stars Hollow. Lili isn’t particularly bothered by going to public school, she’d never cared for her academics either way.  Aside from less time to spend with her boyfriend, Lili is sure that a small town public school can’t be worse than the suffocating halls of Chilton.  Only there’s no escaping the Gilmore name, and in this particular small town, every single person she meets knows her effortlessly charming older sister and picture perfect niece.  And every single person is watching to see how she measures up.
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Name: Livi Ruiz
Story: You’re In The Band
Face claim: Madison Reyes
Love Interest: Esme Gerard
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Name: Lorrie Gilmore-Danes
Story: Hey December
Face claim: Mackenzie Foy
Family is complicated; such is the fate of the Lorelai Gilmores, and Lorrie is no different.  She knows that her parents’ relationship has always been complicated — it was complicated before she was born, it was complicated when she was born, and it has been complicated for her entire life.  She knows that her mom has never had an easy relationship with her parents, and her dad’s parents both died before she was born. Her mom is an only child; her dad’s sister managed to join a vegetable cult.  She has two older half-sisters and an older cousin who’s more of a brother, an entire town who helped raise her, parents who always try to put their daughter first, and has never questioned her place in the world. Family is complicated, but Lorrie Gilmore-Danes has never doubted her family’s love for her.  But when she’s fourteen, her grandpa dies and her family is sent into a tailspin.  And for the first time, Lorrie finds herself not knowing where she belongs.
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Name: Lottie Donahue-Callisto
Story: Delicate / New Romantics / Coming Of Age
Face claim: Uma Thurman 
Love Interest: Luke Danes
Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan.  A good plan, at that.  A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history.  He liked his plan, it was a good plan.  It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford.  It was the perfect, foolproof plan.  He never planned for the Gilmores.
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Name: Lucas Gilmore
Story: The Road Not Taken
Face claim: Timothee Chalamet
Love Interest: Natalie Lister & Brandon Webster
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Name: Lucía Davila
Story: Bubblegum Bitch
Face claim: Ester Exposito
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Name: Marley Tinsdale
Story: For Forever
Face claim: Dove Cameron
Love Interest: Jess or Logan
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Name: Matt King
Story: You’re In The Band
Face claim: Charlie Gillespie
Love Interest: probable Tommy Gilmore & Levi Bloom
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Name: Megan Capello
Story: The Road Not Taken
Face claim: Natasha Liu Bordizzo
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Name: Natalie Lister
Story: The Road Not Taken
Face claim: Kathryn Newton
Love Interest: Brandon Webster & Lucas Gilmore
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Name: Nellie McCrae
Story: Untitled
Face claim: Willa Holland
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Name: Paige Huntzberger
Story: In Omnia Paratus
Face claim: Annasophia Robb
Love Interest: Finn & Colin McRae
In omnia paratus. Ready for anything. As the youngest Huntzberger and a future Life-And-Death Brigadier, Paige Huntzberger had always lived by those words. She believed in living life to the fullest, enjoying every moment, and not worrying about the future. But when she starts at Yale, with Logan, Finn, and Colin to guide her into the next stage of her life, Paige finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about the world.
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Name: Preston Gilmore
Story: Untitled
Face claim: Matt Bomer
Love Interest: Lexi Danes
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Name: Sage Hall
Story: Thank You For The Music
Face claim: Kaylee Bryant
Love Interest: Jess Mariano or Dave Rygalski
Music was everything to Sage Hall, it always had been. Not only was her dad a musician, but she herself was something of a prodigy.  Playing ten instruments, writing her own songs, and performing at every town event since she was five, all Sage had ever wanted was to be known for her own merits and not as The Troubadour’s daughter.  It seemed hopeless, and Sage was close to resigning herself to only ever being known for her father, when she accidentally crashed into Luke’s newly arrived nephew — a cute troublemaker who only knew her as “that music girl.”
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Name: Sam Gleason
Story: Town That Raised Me
Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter
Love Interest: Jess Mariano
Baby number thirteen, and thirteen years younger than the next youngest sibling, calling Sam Gleason’s birth unexpected would be an understatement.  But despite her mom being too checked out to raise another child, and her father having left years ago, Sam was still happy.  Kirk, the youngest of her older brothers, had raised her for most of her life, and everyone in Stars Hollow was happy to help out. Life in Stars Hollow was never boring, but when Rory Gilmore leaves Stars Hollow High to go to prep school in Hartford, Sam finds her town, and her life, changing in ways she had never expected.
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Name: Sara “Bijou” Topaz
Story: All That Jazz
Face claim: Hayden Panettiere
Love Interest: Jess Mariano
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Name: Sienna Elliot
Story: Untitled
Face claim: Michelle Trachtenberg
Love Interest: past Jess Mariano, Logan Huntzberger
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Name: Skye Bloom
Story: You’re In The Band
Face claim: Savannah Lee May
Love Interest: Lane Kim
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Name: Sophie Dugray
Story: Tarnished Gold
Face claim: Blake Lively
Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger & Rory Gilmore
Hartford girls should be seen, not heard; pretty, never vain; smart, not a show off; and they should always be compliant with whatever plans their parents made. As the Dugray heiress, Sophie knew this better than anyone. Still, it didn’t stop her from partying until sunrise, flirting with Logan Huntzberger, or even from maintaining a 4.0GPA. But she knew better than to aspire to be anything more than a dinner party hostess running the DAR. Then Rory Gilmore comes to Chilton, a whirlwind of literary references and small town optimism, and for the first time in her life, Sophie finds herself imagining life beyond Hartford Society.
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Name: Tommy Gilmore
Story: You’re In The Band
Face claim: Jeremy Shada
Love Interest: probable Matt King & Levi Bloom
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Name: Troy Donahue-Callisto
Story: Delicate
Face claim: Taylor Zakhar Perez
Love Interest: Harry Bechtel & @the-witching-ash's Richie Gilmore
Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan.  A good plan, at that.  A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history.  He liked his plan, it was a good plan.  It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford.  It was the perfect, foolproof plan.  He never planned for the Gilmores.
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Name: Troy Donahue-Callisto
Story: New Romantics / Coming Of Age
Face claim: Taylor Zakhar Perez
Love Interest: Harry Bechtel
Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan.  A good plan, at that.  A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history.  He liked his plan, it was a good plan.  It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford.  It was the perfect, foolproof plan.  He never planned for the Gilmores.
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Name: Vicki St James
Story: Delicate
Face claim: Ellie Bamber
Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger or Dave Rygalski
Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan.  A good plan, at that.  A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history.  He liked his plan, it was a good plan.  It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford.  It was the perfect, foolproof plan.  He never planned for the Gilmores.
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Name: Vicki St James
Story: Coming Of Age / New Romantics
Face claim: Ellie Bamber
Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger or Dave Rygalski
Victoria Bechtel.  Josephine St James.  Vicki, Tori, Josie.  Josephine Victoria Bechtel-St James often joked that she had a new name for every new city that she moved to – only, it wasn’t entirely a joke.  Having moved more than twenty times in sixteen years, she was no stranger to starting over, to reinventing herself.  Her own mother had only been in her life long enough to choose her middle name, while her brother’s mother had divorced their father after finding out that he’d had a child with another woman.  Ever since, it had only been the three of them.  In ever city, in every fresh start, they had been there to tether her, to make sure that she would never lose herself in her endless reinventions.  But this time it’s different.  This time, they won’t be there.  This time, Harry is staying in England, in boarding school, and their dad is moving to San Francisco. This time, Vicki alone is moving to Stars Hollow, Connecticut, to live with the mother she’s never known.
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Name: Viviana Lozano
Story: Untitled
Face claim: Zion Moreno
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Name: Willow Dell
Story: The Road Not Taken
Face claim: Kristine Froseth
Love Interest: Jess Mariano
Willow Dell was nice.  That was the first word that anyone would use to describe her.  She was nice, sweet, friendly, involved, polite.  Bored. Willow Dell was bored.  Her life had been the same for as long as she could remember.  She’d been in the same dance classes since she was three, not for any love of the art but because her godmother taught them; she’d been second to Rory Gilmore in every class since she was five; her now-paid jobs were the same favours she’d been doing around town since she was eight; the only signs that time was passing at all were the marks of her height on the kitchen doorframe and the new cats her mom was always bringing home. Rory Gilmore changing schools is the first time anything in Willow’s life has ever been different, though she’s disappointed to find that it didn’t change things nearly as much as she’d hoped.  She still went to dance classes, she still had the same jobs, she was just the first in her class.  But when Luke’s nephew moves to town, Willow knows that change is in the air.   Willow Dell is nice.  Nice girls offer to show moody new boys around town. Nice girls don’t fall in love with boys like Jess Mariano.
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ebookporn · 6 months
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Louise Glück: The poet who taught me to write books
by Meghan O’Rourke
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THE FIRST BOOK of poetry I ever read was Ararat (1990), by Louise Glück. I had read many poems in classes, from anthologies, but had never actually read a collection of poems front to back, or even thought about a collection as a meaningful record of a poet’s creative output at a given time. At the time—this was 1994—I was an eighteen-year-old sophomore at Yale, enrolled in my first poetry workshop. Our professor, the poet Wayne Koestenbaum, had given us the task of reading a book of contemporary poetry and writing a brief report. On a dull spring day, I sat on the floor at the Yale Co-op leafing through books, until I found Ararat, and opened it randomly to the poem “Celestial Music”:
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to god, she thinks someone listens in heaven. On earth, she’s unusually competent. Brave, too, able to face unpleasantness.
We found a caterpillar dying in the dirt, greedy ants crawling over it. I’m always moved by weakness, by disaster, always eager to oppose vitality. But timid, also, quick to shut my eyes. Whereas my friend was able to watch, to let events play out according to nature. For my sake, she intervened, brushing a few ants off the torn thing, and set it down across the road.
The opening of the poem (it goes on for another page) riveted me: the way it parsed its own thinking, each new line bringing a refinement of what had come before, moving casually yet devastatingly to the insight “For my sake, she intervened,” in which the relationship between the speaker and the friend flips, with the friend, suddenly, seeming to have a kind of knowledge the speaker can’t muster in the face of suffering.
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queenlucythevaliant · 19 days
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10, 15, 20, and 25 for the song asks!
Ooh, thanks!
10. Songs for spring, summer, fall, or winter (since you didn't specify, here's some of each!)
Spring: I love listening to "The Lusty Month of May," "Five Minutes of Spring," and "Oh, What a Beautiful Morning" on repeat just as it starts to get properly warm. That golden age musical - sound is just perfect for that time of year.
Summer: can't beat some old fashioned rock for summer. My picks today are "Do You Wanna Dance?" "Listen to the Music," and "Thunder Road."
Fall: I like a sort of quiet sigh in my music for fall, if that makes sense. "Don't Fence Me In," "Comes and Goes (In Waves)," and "Come Away With Me"
Winter: Would you believe that winter is the only season for which I don't have a playlist? I think because I just listen to Christmas music, idk. With that in mind, I think "Tundra," "The Silence of Siberia," and "We Cannot Waste the Light" are all no-brainers for me.
15. Most beautiful instrumentation
I'm recently obsessed with the sparse and lovely instrumentation of "Chasin' Wild Horses" that builds and builds throughout the piece. There was a good period several months back where I listened to it every night on the way home from work. Along similar lines, I love love love the track "Changing Seasons/Wild Horses" from the Legends of the Fall soundtrack. That's gotten a lot of play lately from me too. "Cathedrals" has a lovely little string and piano line that makes me feel very buoyant. Finally, I absolutely adore the piano line that goes to the choral piece "Nigra Sum." Have, since the first time I got to perform it.
20. Songs that make me think of my friends
Right now it's "Same Drugs," which my friend R played for me in the car, and "Levitating," which we danced to at a wedding recently, and "American Kids" from the line dancing, and "Part of Your World" for the way that E laughed when we sang that parody.
25. Songs I would kill for a chance to perform
War Requiem!!!! A little bit of a cheat since it's a major work and not just a smattering of songs, but bear with me. When I was much younger, I heard about how wonderful it was to perform from some friends a few years older than me in my HS choir. Just this last week, I got to attend a performance of it out at Yale and it. Was. Incredible. And it simply must be heard (and performed) live. And I would absolutely kill for the chance. Oh my goodness.
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"The Oriental and the Hummingbird at the Trailer Park" - Joan Kwon Glass
My eighty-year-old Korean mother bought a trailer in a 55+ Florida trailer park. She has always seemed more comfortable around white folks than other Koreans, delights in their abundance of potato salad and poke cake, appreciates that so many of their children did not go to Yale or Harvard, is awed by and basks in all of their shameless, American imperfections. When she came home from a six-week stay and I asked her So, how was it, her face lit up— Oh! I was the only Oriental, so they just loved me! My mother, an adorable curiosity. So small, so precious. Something to behold. Unbeknownst to her, I too have a trailer park story. When I was fourteen, I got wasted and then tripped on acid for the first time. My friend Ondine and I drove down to the trailers off Woodward, past Six Mile Road, looking for pot. I was five the first time someone I loved called me a chink. Twelve the first time a grown man said he loved me then shoved his tongue down my throat. Maybe that's why I am always desperate to stray from whatever flock I am told I belong to, wander instead to those who see me but keep their distance, those who do not care that I can only fly backwards. I got my first tattoo that night on someone's bed—a hummingbird on my right ankle— a choice I was too drunk to remember making. He held the tender bulb of my heel in his hand like an offering while everyone else watched. Hummingbirds don't migrate in flocks, choosing, rather, to travel hundreds of miles on their own. When they find each other, they are called a glittering, a shimmer, a hover. My mother is home and I meet her at the door so she can watch me retreat, hum my wings so fast I can almost hide behind my own heartbeat.
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kiss-me-muchoo · 2 years
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Summer with Klitz 🐚🧘🏻‍♀️🪸
Klitz x fem!reader
When I listened for the first time Un Verano sin ti, I thought on this. My favorite songs were Ojitos Lindos, La Corriente, Party and Tití me preguntó, idc I want to be in Rosarito with Klitz bai
Warnings: Not really, there’s alcohol, sex insinuations and Bad Bunny songs, that’s it lol.
I may proceed to add in my sh!tty playlist :
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•Sorry, Un Verano Sin ti has been in my head
• Let's pretend Klitz went to Yale, in July. And you went to classes in August.
• (I’m self projecting here, bc, I'm staying in my city for community college and then transferring yeah)
• The tripod was able to take a 6-day vacation, (don't ask how)
• Your old friends got along 100% with the tripod. (I mostly, have girlfriends, so I'm imagining it with them)
• In Mexico is legal to drink at 18, so don’t worry, I'm NOT CORRUPTING ANYONE
•You and your friends filled your car with food, alcohol, and beach stuff.
•The trip to the hotel took around 2 hours from the city, SO YES!, Un Verano sin ti was loudly playing in the car, the road trip had to be with Tarot and Moscow Mule.
•Klitz is almost dragging you to his lap on the car, but you playfully pinch him. He was so touch starved after being separated for so long.
• You were so excited to see your boyfriend again, but you preferred to wait until you were alone *wink wink*
•Klitz was still the same shy and smart bb
•He loves your outfits; after checking in with the hotel, you changed to some baggy knitted pants, a salmon bikini top, and a shell necklace.
•Eating lobster in Rosarito 1000/10
•Our baby is kissing you every second of the day. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it”. You smiled so softly at him “it’s because you love me as hard as I do” you say and he’s over the clouds.
•He’s very surprised to see that you changed a lot during the summer; you were happier, more mature and so sweet.
•You make a sandcastle with Klitz
•Eli ruins it 🥲
•Margaritas and tejuinos, that’s it.
•Matt and Danielle disappearing every day for some hours *wink wink again*
•Eli flirting with every girl he can, while he had already kind of seduced one of your friends. (He didn’t know though)
•A wood fire in the night, while you burn marshmallows and drink more alcohol.
•Drunk sex with Klitz? yes.
•Dancing with your friends to Tití me preguntó and Klitz being so blushed lol, especially after hearing the lyrics of the songs, specially for Party.
•At some point, everyone was so drunk that you could finally have some time alone with your boy.
•Yeah, you guys had sex on the small pool of your hotel balcony room.
•Also in the shower, the sand one day after everyone left to grab some food, and again in the pool. You prayed for the condoms and pills to last all the trip.
•Cuddled in a hammock while Klitz has his hands around you and you can watch and hear the sea.
•Sharing paletitas de mango con chamoy lol with him
•Eli suggested filming another movie, this time with you and Klitz, on the beach.
•You refused, knowing that your boyfriend already fucked the brains out of you in the sand.
•You were so cozy snuggling together in the same bed after a long day in the beach.
• In the last days, he surprises you by saying that he will only be a small period at Yale, and later he’s moving wherever you decided to go, he wants to graduate college with you no matter what (brb, crying bc that’s never happening to me)
•You almost cry when he says that he started to save money to buy or rent something with you.
•peppering his face with tons of kisses after he says that. “You’re stuck with me after saying that, hottie” he smiles you back and gently pushes you. “I’m happily stuck then”
•Humming to Ojitos Lindos (my favorite 🥺) while you admire the sunset from the balcony, you slightly sway to the song. All of you are going to a party, but you were ready, waiting for everyone. But it turns into a very special moment when Klitz comes and hugs you from behind, kissing your cheek. “You’re singing!” you blush and he finds it so cute, so he hugs you tightly, but softly at the same time. “I was humming” you correct him.
•I mean, that song with the love of your life on the beach, watching a sunset, it’s cute, fuck off 🤠🤌
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Today is my gradnight and my graduation on Thursday!!!!, I’m excited
And I wrote this on Monday while waiting for my cobitch19 test results.
Besos en la teta, Hannia 💓
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Celebrating Jonathan Frid
Jonathan Frid (December 2, 1924 – April 14, 2012) was a Canadian actor, best known for his role as vampire Barnabas Collins on the gothic television soap opera Dark Shadows.
Frid was born of Scottish and English ancestry in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. His birth name was John Herbert Frid. He was the youngest son of homemaker Isabel Flora (née McGregor) and Herbert Percival "H.P." Frid, a construction executive.
Frid served in the Royal Canadian Navy during World War II. He graduated from McMaster University in Hamilton in 1948, and the following year was accepted at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts in London. He moved to the United States in 1954, and received a Master of Fine Arts (MFA) degree in Directing from the Yale School of Drama in 1957. As a student at Yale in 1956, he starred in the premiere of William Snyder's play A True and Special Friend. He went on to star in the first productions at the Williamstown Theater in Williamstown, Massachusetts and stage productions in Canada, England and the United States.
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He began using the stage name Jonathan Frid (rather than John Frid) in 1962, and made his Broadway debut as an understudy in the 1964 play Roar Like a Dove.
Early television roles with the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation included parts in Julius Caesar, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, Our Town, and The Picture of Dorian Gray.
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Frid is widely known for the role of vampire Barnabas Collins in the original gothic serial Dark Shadows, which ran from 1966-71 and in which he appeared in 594 episodes. He also starred as Barnabas in the 1970 movie House of Dark Shadows. In 1967, Frid had made plans to move to the U.S. West Coast to pursue a career as an acting teacher when he won the role that ultimately made him a household name. As Frid explained on his Web site, he had barely entered his apartment as the phone call from his agent came informing him that he had won the role of Barnabas Collins. He agreed to accept it after being told it was a short-term one that would provide him with extra cash while he prepared to move. As the character's popularity soared, Frid scrapped those plans.
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After Dark Shadows ended in 1971, he returned to performing in live theatre full-time with starring roles in the Broadway plays Murder in the Cathedral as Thomas Becket and Wait Until Dark as Harry Roat. Frid had previously played the role of a psychiatrist on the CBS Television soap opera As the World Turns. In 1973, Frid appeared in the TV movie The Devil's Daughter, starring Shelley Winters, and the following year starred in Oliver Stone's directorial debut, Seizure. In 1978, he returned to Canada for a time and later returned to New York City in the early 1980s.
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In December 1986, Frid joined the Broadway cast of Arsenic and Old Lace co-starring with Jean Stapleton, and subsequently spent over a year with the show on the road. Earlier in 1986, he formed his own production company, Clunes Associates, with producer Mary O’Leary to tour universities and performing arts centers in a series of readers' theatre entertainments, principally Fools & Fiends, Shakespearean Odyssey and Fridiculousness. "Frid makes the tales live with the wonderful instrument of his voice and his zest for entertaining" went one of his noteworthy reviews.
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Frid retired to his native Canada in 1994. From time to time he would perform his one-man shows for charitable and fundraising events.  In June 2000, he returned to the professional stage in a limited engagement of the play Mass Appeal, first in Hamilton, then at the Stirling Festival Theatre in Stirling, Ontario.
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In 2010, he returned to the role of Barnabas Collins for the first time in 39 years in a Dark Shadows audio drama, Night Whispers. The following year along with his former Dark Shadows co-stars David Selby, Lara Parker and Kathryn Leigh Scott, he filmed a cameo appearance for Tim Burton’s Dark Shadows film, which became his final film appearance. Just a few weeks prior to the film release Frid died at the Juravinski Hospital in Hamilton on April 14, 2012 following a fall at the age of 87.
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⸻  JOHN GALLAGHER JR. HE/HIM  / have you ever heard of I WISH I COULD GO BACK TO COLLEGE by avenue q obc, well, it describes JAMES ‘JIMMY’ BRUMEIER to a tee! the thirty seven year old, and DESK CLERK was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say HE is more unproductive or more BOYISH instead? anyway, they remind me of crooked ties, coffee ring stains on a nice desk, unruly hair no matter how many times you comb it and never really wanting to grow up, maybe you’ll bump into them soon!
time in notting hill: ten years
The best word to describe Jimmy would be unmotivated. He never had much of a drive to do anything other than play video games or binge watch shows and movies. Growing up, it was like pulling teeth to try to get him to do his homework and participate in class, or even get a part time job because he really just didn't want to do it. Despite this, he didn't hate school; the structure was reassuring and helped keep him on a schedule despite the late nights doing whatever it was he wanted to do with his free time.
There were a number of reasons for Jimmy to show up to school every day - one of them being he had to, but the other was Yale Cameron. She was both his best friend and his longest relationship - the pair dated for two years, and there was no one he felt more comfortable or at ease around. He had been convinced for a while that she was his soul mate, and while that still rang true after they broke up, it was not in the way he had initially thought. However, the two became a packaged deal, rarely going anywhere without the other, and their closeness and lack of boundaries often made their respective dating life hard.
Everyone who knew him was only half shocked to hear he actually wanted to go to college - his lack of drive in school lead most people to believe that he'd graduate high school and wash his hands with schooling, but the idea of more personal freedom coupled with the structure Jimmy clung to was too enticing. He barely scraped by and managed to get into a state school, and the cycle started over - but this time he tended to skip more classes so he could party or sleep or play video games all day. He failed his first year, which wasn't a shock to anyone, but he didn't get kicked out either, so the cycle continued.
He did manage to graduate (a few semesters later than the peers he started with however) and spent the first six months doing nothing but buying lotto tickets and sitting around doing nothing, living close to campus because student housing was cheaper and he refused to move back home. This weirdly paid off, as Jimmy won the jackpot. Suddenly he had more money than he knew what he could or even should do with - so he decided that he should move to the UK because there was nothing tying him down (especially because Yale was moving with him - he wasn't going to go anywhere without his platonic life partner).
The move was surprisingly easy - though he kept the fact that he was now nearly a millionaire to himself. He decided to get a desk job to keep himself busy, and to have a means of income to at least explain where he got money to do stuff with. The structure of an office was good for him - he's too aimless without someone telling him what to do and when to do it - but despite being in a more 'grown up' environment, he was still stuck in a college boy mindset, and that was very evident from the way he ate, talked, and often dressed outside of the office. It was either charming or a huge turn off - Jimmy found there was rarely a middle ground.
He hasn't burned through too much of the money; rarely wanting to draw that much attention to himself or want to make big purchases, he still has about half of it after all this time, sitting in a savings account. Only the Cameron siblings know about it, as they're more or less his own siblings at this point. He could mature a little more if you asked anyone who knew him, but his personality is pleasant enough, eager to step up and help anyone who needs it with minimal complaining depending on the task, and sometimes his more immature outlook on life can remind people that not everything needs to be so serious all the time.
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Figured I should do a roundup, so here goes:
I'm @jojoblessed365 on Ao3, and here are my completed Literati fics-
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The Slender Woman
The year is 1946. Jess Mariano is a private eye, working for the smaller neighbourhood. He's smart and savvy. The only problem? He's 30, and has no wife. He's barely husband material. But no matter- he has a mother and a sister who looks up to him...
Then it all changes, when a blue-eyed wonder enters his office with a case that will change his life forever...
For fans of noir and Casablanca with Literati as the core couple, this one's for you!!!
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The Day I Met You
When Harry Met Sally (1989) deals with one question- can men and women be just friends? Well, Jess and Rory are about to find out...
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The one where Jess and Rory are childhood friends, and that changes everything...
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Are You Listening?
Rory Gilmore is a 20 year old studying at Yale. She has a lot of dark secrets and trauma which she dissolves with alcohol and her life revolves around her roommates and career. All she does is go to sleep at a party...
And wakes up to find that she's married, has a son and more questions that she can't understand, let alone comprehend. It is then that Rory confronts her demons and find answers to come off the self-destructive path that she's on, all with the help of a husband...
For fans of angst, this is the fic to go!!!
One-Shots
Pancakes, First Day Jitters and a Good Old-Fashioned (almost) Spit-Shake
A one-shot of Rory's kid's first day of school... with supportive boyfriend Jess and teen Doula with her own first day of sophomore year (post AYITL)
Distill the Life that's inside of me
Just Jess and Rory celebrating Halloween with little Ivy (2 years post AYITL)
Title taken from- 'Pennyroyal Tea' by Nirvana. Kurt Cobain and wife Courtney reportedly sang an acoustic version of this. It was the first and only time they sang together.
Ongoing works
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The Danes Duo series (post AYITL)
A Full-Circle approach to Luke and Jess in the OS series, but with Jess and Doula as the leads (currently in development hell)
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ON-THE-ROADING IT series
A travel series centred on Doula and Jess, AYITL style. Currently on the first one- SPRING- The Valleys of New Orleans and Midnight Train to Memphis. Catch here.
Leave the Light On
Rory Gilmore is a self-proclaimed failure. Living in a small town and a small bookstore, she's closed off to the world and everything else. She has books, close friends and a long list of failed romances.
That all changes when a handsome, brooding bestselling author enters her bookstore. And he takes a sudden interest in her. Through steps forward and back, Rory takes control of her destiny and the scars she bore on herself and learns an important lesson- that below the surface, there can be enough darkness to shroud a lifetime, but all it takes is to leave a light on.
Title taken from- Leave the Light On by Maggie Rogers
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LITERATI + NOTTING HILL (1999) AU
I Wasn't Expecting You
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A rewrite of the Luke-April storyline with Jess and original child character (post AYITL)
You'll Hold Me in Your Memory
Jess Mariano has found love beyond Rory Gilmore. He's so sure that he can move on. That is until he's in a car accident, and loses 10 years of his life and the only thing he can remember is crashing into a park bench besides Rory...
It is then that Jess has to piece together his reality with the help of Rory, Luke and an unknown woman who he feels he knows. Will he regain his memory? And will he be the only one who enjoys being in a relationship with the one woman he can't seem to shake off?
A story where Rory and Jess are thrust together in an unlikely situation and in the process, fall in love all over again...
Title taken from 'But Not Forgotten' by Dorothy Parker.
Open to requests, since I'm stewing from writer's and creative block!!!
Enjoy!!!
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Ex-Moonie recounts his life as a follower of the Rev. Moon
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Chicago Tribune March 1979
By Michael Hirsley
One week, he was a Yale University graduate with a bachelor of arts degree in psychology and philosophy, considering graduate school and beginning summer vacation in Berkeley, Calif.
The next week, he was on a farm with his new friends, jumping and pumping his arms up and down while chanting, “Choo-choo-choo-choo,” like a “choo-choo” train in a sort of rural Romper Room gone wrong.
After four weeks, he called his parents to assure them he was doing well. Within six months, his new California friends had become his only family.
He turned over to them his earnings from selling flowers, then from washing dishes, while settling for peanut butter sandwiches as nourishment, and four hours for sleep. Once, he sneaked away and bought himself a glass of milk and a cookie. After he finished them, his shame was instant. He threw up.
Why would a 22-year-old man with a college education begin acting like a child, pliantly follow orders and work for next to nothing, and be unable to eat a cookie in solitude without feeling like a traitor?
He met them that first week in Berkeley. A man who had been kind enough to direct him to a hotel invited him to dinner. There, he met the group.
“They didn't say anything about being a religious group. They were friendly and paid incredible attention to everything I told them about myself,” Edwards says. ‘‘I liked the atmosphere better than social hours in college.”
But still, it is disquieting to imagine that someone like Christopher Edwards — who still fits the Ivy League image in a vested suit, and still looks like a college student as he sips a cup of coffee in a Chicago hotel room — “gave” his soul temporarily to a cult.
His credentials are non-radical, middle-of-the-road: Son of a doctor, member of an upper middle class family, spent summers traveling in this country and in Europe... Was he really the typical college graduate he seemed to be when he became a Moonie?
“What’s typical?” he asks. “One of the last memories I have of college is sitting with a friend and watching (on television) the last troops leave Vietnam. I was somewhat disillusioned with the war and our society.”
He said his peers in the Moonies included many white, middle-class, college-educated men and women in their early 20s.
“There are people who are more susceptible to a religious group like this, people coming out of college, a little disillusioned, looking for a loving community,” he says. “But I really fight the notion that something has to be wrong with you to get involved in a group like this. I think only an extremely selfish, narrow-minded person would not be susceptible.”
He accepted the group’s invitation to go to the farm in California for the weekend. Once there, he ignored guards at the front gate, the silly “choo-choo” game and the fact that “someone followed me everywhere I went, even to the bathroom.”
Edwards admits he found those things “silly and embarrassing, and very odd, but they seemed harmless. I thought theirs was a simplicity that could be trusted.”
And, he concedes, that as a psychology student, “part of my motivation for staying was pure curiosity. Their tactics attracted me.”
His early days with the group consisted of repetitive exercises and lectures in which “you were praised for following directions and accepting repetitive boring speeches without questioning them,” he says. “I felt confident that I couldn’t be manipulated, but I was.”
Those childish games and dogmatic speeches were exercises to break down resistance to brainwashing, he says. “I was put in a hypnotic state,” he says. “I was in a trance.”
For nearly four months, his parents — Dr. Charles Edwards. a surgeon, and his wife, Betty, of Montclair, N. J. — were blissfully unaware of what was happening to their son. It wasn’t unusual to hear little from him when he was traveling on his vacation.
Even a letter, in which he described to them his work with a Creative Community Project in Oakland, caused them no anxiety until they saw the project name again in a newspaper article.
“It was about a meeting for parents who had lost their children to cults. It indicated that Christopher’s project was part of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon’s Unification Church, the Moonies,” Dr. Edwards said in a phone conversation from his New Jersey office. “We were shocked.”
The Edwards attended the meeting, and were shocked anew. “It was supposed to be a one-hour meeting, from 3 p.m. to 4 p.m.,” Dr. Edwards recalled. “It lasted until 8 p.m. There were over 500 parents there.” Unification Church membership is estimated at 80,000.  [There were never more than about 10,000 core members in the US and many of those were imported from Japan and Europe. If everyone who ever had any connection with the UC was counted the number of 30,000 might have been reached decades ago.]
After the meeting, the Edwards’ contacted Ted Patrick, the controversial “deprogrammer” who assists parents in kidnapping their children from the Moonies.
“Patrick had a three-and-a-half month waiting list,” Dr. Edwards said. While he waited for Patrick’s call, he read everything he could about the Moonies.
In January of 1976, Dr. Edwards met with Patrick to plot Christopher’s kidnaping.
The doctor closed his practice for three weeks. He flew to California, found his son after considerable searching, and said he just wanted to be sure Christopher was all right.
“I met him in a coffee shop were he worked,” Dr. Edwards said. “I saw all these kids there walking around with passive looks and mechanical movements. I thought they were in a trance, and I have had some training in hypnosis.
“I didn't say anything against the cult, and I was invited to lunch the next day. I watched recruiting techniques used on me. They looked me in the eye and spoke lovingly, flatteringly, and made me feel important.
The next day, Patrick and assistants helped Dr. Edwards pull his son out of a car and away from a fellow group member.
Dr. Edwards said the weeks of deprogramming that followed — including plane fares for five deprogrammers and assistants and a detective after the family received threatening phone calls and suffered two break-ins at their home — cost “tens of thousands of dollars.”
Christopher Edwards now lectures on cults, and has written a book about his experiences, entitled, “Crazy for God.”
“Its just coincidental that my book is coming out just when Guyana and Jonestown are making us worry about cults,” Edwards says.
“The People’s Temple suicides in Jonestown and thereafter; and an “informal” congressional hearing on cult worship last month; are heightening public anxiety about cults.
Edwards’ book provides fuel for such concern, citing mechanical movements, glassy eyes, and loss of intelligence and initiative as changes which cult members undergo hypnosis.
In one small section, where Edwards expresses hope that “a psychological test will one day emerge to verify these changes,” the book provides a scary glimpse at the potential for “psycho-war” between cults and deprogrammers.
“I fought against the deprogrammers for quite a while, and I told them I would die for my cult friends and leaders,” Edwards says “That still worries me a great deal.”
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Crazy for God: The nightmare of cult life by Christopher Edwards
The Social Organization of Recruitment in the Unification Church PDF  
 by David Frank Taylor, M.A., July 1978, Sociology
Moonwebs by Josh Freed (the book was made into a movie)
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Unification Church’s deceptive recruiting tactics - Part 1
4:00 Ford Greene “At the outset there is never a disclosure: 1) We are the Unification Church
 2) We believe that Rev. Moon is the second coming of Christ
 3) We believe that you are dominated by Satan 
4) The way for you to become free from Satan is by being unconditionally obedient to Moon because he is the only human being who has ever conquered and defeated Satan.”
1:30 Allen Tate Wood
“…The purpose of getting there is to get them off to a training center, run them through a training regimen of 7, 21 or 40 days. When that is complete that person is going to be on a bus for the next seven years, working 16 hours a day. They are not up front about that.”
Unification Church’s deceptive recruiting tactics - Part 2 5:00 Ford Greene:
 “The pitch that is always made is a pitch to conscience, is a pitch to a person’s highest, most moral inner yearnings and the ultimate result is enslavement.”
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Ford Greene on Sun Myung Moon and the Unification Church
Allen Tate Wood (was also interviewed by News Center 4) LINK to a webpage of interviews with Allen Tate Wood
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Sometimes, when she feels lonesome, Lucy pretends to be a dyed-in-the-wool Detroiter.
And she isn’t one. Not really, anyway. She was born in Connecticut, and though her memories of Hartford and New Haven are fuzzier each day she replaces them with new memories of Jefferson and Grand, she knows that the 313 is not forever. One day, she’ll move. Maybe to Yale, maybe to Harvard, maybe to somewhere way out in the West. The 313 is not forever. It is not even the place that made her.
(Except for all the ways that it did.)
Sometimes, to fit in with the people who always made her a place, she pretends like she was born there. She makes jokes about the constant road construction, going “Up North” in the summertime, and how important it is to drink pop, not soda (that last one was always so, so important to Sam). Whenever she flirts with Will, she could drown in his thick Detroit accent. Her parents hate it (“Pat and Colleen should have taken all their kids to speech therapy!” they chastise after hearing Mrs. O’Connor say she just ran out to buy some melk), but Lucy loves it. She loves the way he says this-er-that, that he yoosta have a crush on Marcia Brady when he was five years old (before you came around, he tells her, and she wishes she could all-the-way believe him), that his aunt is a real-a-tor in Macomb County. It’s not the prettiest accent – it makes her blush that Will laughs through his nose – but at least he’s of a place. At least he can tie himself to a home. Lucy’s a transplant. She’s a transplant in a way her parents never will be.
So she pretends. Pretends she was born at that same hospital in Dearborn, pretends she took her first steps at Boblo Island, pretends to like the taste of Faygo fruit punch. It makes her feel like she’s of a place. Makes her feel like she belongs in this world. It’s been almost nine years since her friends welcomed her into theirs. But she doesn’t just want to be welcome in it.
She wants it to be hers, too.
(part of @nosebleedclub november challenge -- day xix! i’m back on time 😊)
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