Rory Gilmore

musebysentence | 93.8 Hope

left_thatcap — Fri, 18 Feb 2011 23:44:03 GMT

Note to self: a coffee place with the word 'greatest' doesn't always mean that it will live up to the hype, and may also contain unexpected use of cocktail umbrellas.

left_thatcap — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 07:11:19 GMT

Way to make with confusing signals.

For musebysentence | 88.6 Point of No Return

left_thatcap — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 07:49:09 GMT

Even if she could have strangled her mom for asking Dean over, at least this way Rory had no choice but to just dive right into the deep end.

musesandlyrics | 1.8 Johann Wolfgang Van Goethe Quote

left_thatcap — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 06:56:00 GMT

1.8. "The right man is the one who seizes the moment."
Johann Wolfgang Van Goethe

[Kicks off a new verse for Rory to be played out in twentytwopoint8. This Jess is iwroteabook and used with permission. Takes a detour during 6.08 'Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out'.]

“This isn’t you, Rory. You know it isn’t. What’s going on?”

Rory took it. She took everything Jess said, and all she could give was: ‘I don’t know’. And she didn’t. She didn’t know how she’d gone from Yale, to the DAR. How she’d gone from her mother’s house, and her dorm to her grandmother’s house, and her grandmother’s rules. Her grandmother’s life.

She’d done everything people had never expected of her, and none of it good. Maybe she’d been tired of being predictable, but she wasn’t happy. She wasn’t happy until she’d seen Jess, and that was messing with her head more than anything.

So was the fact that he was right. He knew her better than anyone, and she couldn’t dispute that. Even Logan didn’t know her that well. Sometimes she thought he didn’t want to. It was always about him. Her entire function as his girlfriend seemed to have become babysitting him and his friends while they got drunk, and plotted extreme stunts for the Life and Death Brigade.

And she didn’t approve of any of it, but she took. Only not for the same reason she took Jess’ angry words. He watched him go, confused more than ever. It was like he’d slapped her into consciousness and now she had to work out what to do with this thing that was now her life.

And he still wished her happy birthday.

Rory turned to go back into the bar, her mind whirling with possibilities. It would be so easy just to go after Jess, and forget everything here. Only she couldn’t. She couldn’t just up and go because things needed to be resolved. Something needed to change.

And it started with Logan. The moment she was back in the bar, and looking at him, her skin crawled. She wanted nothing more than to get away, but she needed to make sure he didn’t follow. She didn’t want him to follow. And the truth was, she didn’t expect him to. She wasn’t giving him what he wanted anymore, and he would probably let her go without argument.

Rory grabbed up her bag, and shook off his hand as he tried to get her to stay. Rory’s blue eyes met his, and she glared at him. “This isn’t me. This isn’t who I want to be. You’re not who I need, Logan. You never were. I’m sorry, but it’s over. Let me go.”

“This is about him!” Logan shouted at her, and he snorted when she didn’t give any immediate denial.

“So what if it is?” Rory threw back, not concerned at the scene they were causing. “He knows me, you don’t. He cares about my future. He cares—he loves me. And I’m stupid to think that you will ever love anyone but yourself.” She pulled out of another attempt at him embracing her, and stormed out of the bar. When she reached the mouth of the alley Jess had gone down, she stopped.

Logan hadn’t followed.

Rory turned her head, trying to spot Jess in the crowd. She only hoped he hadn’t jumped into a cab. She turned her head left, and saw him taking his time as he walked. Rory let out a rush of air, feeling for the first time like a weight had been lifted. “Jess!” she called, her steps quickening as she tried to get closer. “Jess, wait!”

He stopped, and turned around, that all too familiar smirk on his lips. He didn’t say anything, and just looked at her.

“I...” For the first time in a while words failed her, and Rory couldn’t think of anything to say. She could feel a smile blossom on her lips for the first time in months, and wondered if that was enough for now.

Jess reached out to take her hand, and pulled her with him as he turned back around. She had no idea where they were going, only that she would follow him anywhere.

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 662

musebysentence - 1.2 Best Friend

left_thatcap — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 23:32:08 GMT

He's the only one who was ever going to get through to me, and I still didn't follow.

For 1sentence - Claims Table - Beta

left_thatcap — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 09:38:49 GMT

#01 - Walking

#02 - Waltz

#03 - Wishes

#04 - Wonder

#05 - Worry

#06 - Whimsy

#07 - Waste/Wasteland

#08 - Whiskey and rum

#09 - War

#10 - Weddings

#11 - Birthday

#12 - Blessing

#13 - Bias

#14 - Burning

#15 - Breathing

#16 - Breaking

#17 - Belief

#18 - Balloon

#19 - Balcony

#20 - Bane

#21 - Quiet

#22 - Quirks

#23 - Question

#24 - Quarrel

#25 - Quitting

#26 - Jump

#27 - Jester

#28 - Jousting

#29 - Jewel

#30 - Just

#31 - Smirk

#32 - Sorrow

#33 - Stupidity

#34 - Serenade

#35 - Sarcasm

#36 - Sordid

#37 - Soliloquy

#38 - Sojourn

#39 - Share

#40 - Solitary

#41 - Nowhere

#42 - Neutral

#43 - Nuance

#44 - Near

#45 - Natural

#46 - Horizon

#47 - Valiant

#48 - Virtuous

#49 - Victory

#50 - Defeat

So not what I was expecting.

left_thatcap — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 08:42:03 GMT

Your Adult Film Star Name Is: Nurse Naughty

Bow-chicka-bow-bow!

What's Your Adult Film Star Name?

JSI

left_thatcap — Sun, 22 Mar 2009 03:32:33 GMT

I can't get the image of Kirk and Kirk fangirls out of my head... I might never sleep again. This is worse than that time I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if the Oompa Loompas took over the Wizard of Oz.

For just_muse_me | 16.4.3 Dilemma

left_thatcap — Sat, 21 Mar 2009 23:15:46 GMT

Rory was sitting next to Jess on the sofa as they watched a DVD. Truth was she had no idea what it was, or even who’s choice it had been. Occasionally she noticed that there seemed to be a guy dressed up as a pink rhino, and some songs…

She just couldn’t shake what was on her mind, though. She needed to just come out and ask Jess about Friday night dinner, but the words never seemed to escape her lips. She always faltered and wound up asking something about the weather. Jess must have thought she was going crazy. If she wasn’t crazy already.

She just wanted it to go well. She wanted it to be what it should have been the first time, not that disaster with his black eye and Rory being a bitch. And she had been… she’d been two steps away from Kathy Bates in Misery, probably willing to break Jess’ ankle if it kept him in place.

A small smile tugged at her lips as she thought about the fact it had all come down to a swan. Not a football in his face, and not a fight with Dean. A swan. Jess would kill Luke for telling Rory the truth. She looked over at her boyfriend and Jess shifted to wrap his arm around her. He smiled as he turned to look at her and pressed a kiss to her temple.

Maybe he knew. He knew that something was on her mind, but he hadn’t asked, or pressed her about what was going on.

That just made it worse. It still meant Rory was going to have to be the one to bring it up. But if she just opened her mouth and said, then she’d be free to worry about the other thing.

Warming her mother up to the idea of marriage.

Rory wasn’t so sure it was ever marriage that was the problem. It was timing, and whether the right guy was walking with her down the aisle. Why her Mom had married her Dad in Paris she will still never know other than it was an attempt to heal the hole Luke had made…

Rory leaned into Jess and drew her feet up onto the sofa as she tugged on her bottom lip with her thumb and forefinger. And if Luke and Lorelai did get married, what did that make her and Jess? Her face scrunched up as she let out a disgusted noise.

“What?” Jess asked, suddenly confused, given the lack of entrails and blood on screen.

“Ew, no! No, no, no!” Rory replied, still not filling him as she hid her face. “Oh, gross!”

“What?”

“We’re going to be related!”

“What?!” Jess still had his arm around her, but he looked like he might let her go unless he got some kind of explanation.

“If Luke and Mom get married, aren’t we cousins?”

Jess blinked and looked down at her. Something seemed to go through his mind and he just smirked. “Well, this is a small town.”

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 509

Sparked by THIS and THIS | Jess [notkafka], Lorelai [caffeine_frenzy], and Luke [whacking_quota] referenced/used with permission and love.

For just_muse_me - 3.3.3 "The blue or the red..."

left_thatcap — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 07:55:52 GMT

Rory had lost count of how many nights Jess had spent in her room, mostly because after that first night it just seemed to be a given that he would stay every night. Rory had to watch him climb out the window in the mornings—something that never occurred smoothly giving the amount of cursing—and watch him climb back in when he thought Luke and Lorelai were asleep upstairs. Rory had to wonder if Jess’ so called stealth was really worth it. Lorelai had already known about Jess the first night. Maybe it was just that Rory’s mother accepted that Jess didn’t believe in doors.

They never did anything past talking, kissing, and sleeping. They seemed to use their nights for sorting out any issues, and being honest with each other. The long and harrowing talking regarding ‘The Dick’ as Jess called him, lasted four nights. It wasn’t without argument, and it wasn’t without tears and apologies and Rory trying to explain how she’d given into such madness for those few years.

Once it was done though, that was it. They never gave Logan another thought, and Rory and Jess embraced their relationship wholeheartedly. There was no Dean, no Logan, and nothing to stop them. There was still the issue of staying in Stars Hollow versus both of them moving back to Philadelphia, but it seemed to be an issue they were willing to ignore for now. It was only when they were taking care of the plant that either of them considered it.

Slowly over the nights that Jess had been staying in her room he’d gone from fully clothed and sleeping on top of the covers to having his own set of sweatpants and a t-shirt stashed in a drawer along with her pyjamas and sleeping under the covers with his arms wrapped securely around her. Rory had to admit she enjoyed it a lot better this way. Especially when he nuzzled into her hair and she could fell his lips on the back of her neck.

Rory shifted in his arms as she started to wake up, and glanced at the digital display of her alarm clock. It was just after three, and something in her body seemed to have snapped to attention, like it just worked out that this was the right time. Her hand slid down over his shoulder as she watched him in the soft light. He really was gorgeous. Her fingers traced the muscles in his arm, but froze as his eyes snapped open.

He gave her a sleepy smile, and Rory just knew that the same thing must have snapped in his body. Jess brought her tight against him and their lips met in a passionate kiss, as Rory let out a soft moan. Her leg hooked around his, and she rolled back as Jess positioned himself over her. She started to tug up his t-shirt as they exchanged whispered encouragements and Jess worked on getting her out of her pyjamas, his hands getting distracted around her hips and thighs as he nipped at the tender flesh of her throat. Rory almost thought she would explode when she finally felt his skin under fingertips, and his body pressed against hers. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as Jess pressed kisses over her body. Her blue eyes stayed open as they watched him, and all she could think was that it had been worth the wait. They could have rushed this weeks ago, or even tried years ago, but if anyone ever asked—Rory would have to admit that she liked it better with them both having experience. There were no awkward fumbles, even though there might have been giggles and cursing when they’d tried to get rid of the clothing.

Jess pulled open the drawer in Rory’s bedside table and smirked at the fact that she’d apparently been prepared for this for some time. He kissed her mouth, and arched an eyebrow as he held up to foil packets. “Red, or blue?”

Rory’s arms slid around his neck so she could pull him into another kiss. “Red... to start with.”

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 690

Jess [notkafka], Lorelai [caffeine_frenzy] and Luke [whacking_quota] used with permission.

I think my lovely rabbit might object....

left_thatcap — Wed, 04 Feb 2009 07:31:05 GMT

Jess is my
lovely rabbit

Get your sweetheart's pet name @ Quiz Me

Um...

left_thatcap — Mon, 02 Feb 2009 21:01:16 GMT

Rory. Champagne for the Brain.

That pretty much sums you up!

The Slogan Generator

For just_muse_me - 13.6.2

left_thatcap — Sun, 01 Feb 2009 02:24:57 GMT

13.6.2 TEN important days in your life

01. First day at Chilton.

02. Sixteenth birthday.

03. First time Dean said he loved me... even if I ran.

04. Going to New York and missing my Mom’s graduation. I know it’s a strange pick, but it was important for two reasons – first... Jess. Second, it’s the first time I felt like I’d ever really done something to betray my Mom. I didn’t mean to miss her big day, I honestly thought I’d make it back in time. I didn’t, and I guess it was a turning point.

05. Visiting Yale... Harvard had always been my dream, and even if Grandpa didn’t quite go about it the right way—it did open up a different possibility.

06. Deciding on Yale.

05. Graduating from Chilton.

06. First day at Yale.

07. Night of the Firelight Festival... when Jess said, well... he knows.

08. Becoming a Godmother.

09. Graduating from Yale.

10. Getting my first job.

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls

For friend_a_muse | Comments Post

left_thatcap — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 07:51:51 GMT

Hey, so if you want to talk to me then here's the place to do it! I guess I joined friend_a_muse because I like to talk. A lot. Hopefully I won't bore you!

[OOC: Rory's friend_a_muse post can be found HERE]

Ah... okay? From Jason

left_thatcap — Tue, 13 Jan 2009 08:20:06 GMT

Cheer up sleepy Rory
oh what can it mean.

Which song was this lyric from?

For just_muse_me - 11.5.6

left_thatcap — Sat, 03 Jan 2009 00:10:17 GMT

Wake up on New Years Day to something unexpected

The first thing that Rory noticed as she started to come to was that the inside of her eyelids were red, which meant there was sunlight streaming in from the window. The second thing she noticed was that she seemed to have three hands. This wasn’t exactly a worry to her just yet, what was of greater concern was that the third hand didn’t want to respond to the impulses in her brain that wanted to check to see if all the fingers worked.

She’d grown a useless third hand over night. This was not good.

Then the third hand did move, and so did the arm attached to it, sliding low to where Rory’s hip was under the bed covers. And a nose and mouth were pressed against her neck, nuzzling against her. Her blue eyes snapped open and for a moment she considered screaming out for her mom or just shoving the intruder out of her bed and running.

But then the mystery nuzzler grunted and Rory relaxed. It was Jess. Not just Jess, but her Jess. She didn’t really remember how he’d got here, but that didn’t better. She wrestled her hand out from under the covers to take his in hers and tried to sneak a peek at him without waking him up.

Jess lay on top of the bed, still in his coat, but his boots had obviously been discarded. The question as to why there was so much sunlight in her room was answered by the fact her curtains were open. Guess there were still some of Jess’ hooligan tendencies left since he’d snuck into her room.

Rory still wasn’t worried. He could sneak into her room all he wanted. This was nice. Actually, it was better than nice. She could get used to waking up next to him very easily. The Jess lump shifted again and she turned her head to find his brown eyes gazing sleepily at her. She watched as he took a breath to say something, but before any words escaped his beautiful mouth, something else could be heard.

“You up yet, kiddo? Come on, it’s after ten on New Year’s Day and I’m thinking it’s time we tackled the movie collection. Now, I know we’ve done it before, but now we have DVDs and all those Christmas gifts. Apparently when someone’s not buying me coffee, they buy me a DVD. Anyway, you up?”

Rory’s blue eyes went wide, and even Jess looked a little panicked. Before he could think of anything though, Rory was already pushing him out of her bed and down onto the floor with an unceremonious thud. She smoothed down the covers as best she could and pushed her bangs back from her face as she felt her stomach clench and her palms turn sweaty.

Rory had never been good at lying, especially to her mother. Lorelai pushed the door to Rory’s room open and stuck her head in, looking far too chirpy after a late New Year’s Eve. “So you are awake. You really need to start using those lungs, Candy. A mom might think she’s yelling at herself otherwise, and we both know how that ends.”

Rory nodded, trying so hard not to look down at where Jess was. “With you quoting endlessly from Terms of Endearment.”

“That’s right. Now, let’s go! Chop, chop. Time’s a-wasting. I’ll give you ten minutes for a shower and getting dressed.” Lorelai turned around to leave, and Rory was about ready to relax before her mother shouted one last thing. “And if Jess decides to try and join you for that shower, I’m cutting the time limit to thirty seconds.”

Rory slapped her hand over her face and sunk lower into the bed. Jess finally sat up from his spot on the floor, and rubbed at the back of his head. “So really, you kicking me out so brutally was apparently unnecessary.”

Rory gave a little nod as she peeked out from between her fingers.

“S’okay, I like it when you’re rough.” He stood up carefully and leaned down to kiss the top of Rory’s head. “Happy New Year, by the way.”

Rory reached out to take his hand, and pulled him back down onto the bed. “Hey, where do you think you’re going, mister?”

Jess jerked his head towards the window. “Back to Luke’s?”

Rory sat up and leaned in to kiss him. “Stay.”

“If it was just you…”

“Stay. Please?”

She watched Jess frown before he seemed to relent as he smirked and kissed her. “You owe me.”

Rory grinned, and hugged him before she had to scramble out of bed to start on her shower. “Next time you can get under the covers.”

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 789

Jess = notkafka, Lorelai = caffeine_frenzy

From Jason

left_thatcap — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 08:38:38 GMT

1. What is in the back seat of your car right now?
A take-out bag that I'm pretty sure is empty, a couple of notebooks and one Lane's baby toys.

2. When was the last time you threw up?
Ah... somewhere in my last year of college, I'm sure.

3. What’s your favorite curse word?
I don't really have one. I'm surprisingly curse free.

4. Name three people who made you smile today.
Mom, Jess, and Babbette. The last one couldn't be helped, she ambushed me into smiling when she started to sing.

5. What were you doing at 8am this morning?
Making a list, and checking it twice. It's only a few days until Christmas.

6. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
I can't say because then it spoils people's Christmas gifts, and I will not do that.

7. What will you be doing 3 hours from now?
Eating?

8. Have you ever been to a strip club?
No.

9. What’s the last thing you said aloud?
"Mom... why is Paul Anka staring at me like that?"

10. What is the best ice cream flavor?
I like them all.

11. What is the last thing you had to drink?
Coffee <-- Ditto.

12. What are you wearing right now?
Jeans, and a blue sweater.

13. What was the last thing you ate?
Burger from Luke's.

14. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?
Just underwear.

15. When was the last time you ran?
When I nearly missed the bus in Chicago. I would have been stuck, but it was this other reporter's fault for dragging me to the furthest coffee shop.

16. What’s the last sporting event you watched?
That hockey game of Dean's way back in high school. I really don't watch a lot of sport.

17. Who’s the last person you e-mailed?
Paris.

18. Ever go camping?
That's a joke, right?

19. Do you have a tan?
More jokes!

20. Do you drink your soda from a straw?
Nope.

21. Are you someone’s best friend?
Yes.

22. What are you doing tomorrow?
Probably last minute shopping because I enjoy taking my life into my own hands. That, or forgetting to shop and watching old black and white Christmas films like The Holiday Inn.

23. Where is your mother right now?
Trying to put reindeer ears on Paul Anka. The dog, not the man.

24. Look to your left. What do you see?
My bed.

25. What color is your watch?
Purple.

26. What comes to mind when you think of Australia?
Hugh Jackman and a film I'll never watch.

27. Would you consider plastic surgery?
No.

28. What is your birthstone?
Opal <-- snap!

29. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive-thru?
Inside. What fun is a drive-thru?

30. How many kids do you want?
Um... wow, I don't know. I'm only just getting a plant.

31. Do you have a dog?
Mom does.

32. Last person you talked to on the phone.
Lane when she realised the Big Bird was in the back of my car.

33. Have you met anyone famous?
Christiane Amanpour. And I've been in the same room as Obama...

34. Any plans today?
Making sure I have everyone's gift ready.

35. Ever go to college?
I went, dropped out, re-went and graduated. Go me! And yes, I even bought the t-shirt.

36. Where are you right now?
Sitting at my desk at home.

37. Biggest annoyance in your life right now?
Not knowing what to do with my life.

38. Last song listened to?
Glory - Liz Phair

39. Are you allergic to anything?
Sport?

40. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?
Lace up Converse, the old school kind.

41. Are you jealous of anyone?
Not really, no.

42. Who is your favorite actor/actress?
Oh wow, um... this is actually really hard. Can I say Christian Bale? He is hot, British and can actually act.

43. What time is it?
3.04pm

44. Do any of your friends have children?
Yes! Lane has twins.

45. Do you eat healthy?
No, not at all.

46. What do you usually do during the day?
Get up, eat, talk, walk around town, read... ~~think about Jess a lot~~

47. How old will you be on your next birthday?
25

48. Have you ever been to Europe?
Yes, twice.

49. Name one thing you’d like to do.
~~Jess~~ The epic roller coaster tour me and Mom had planned.

50. Favorite color?
I like most colours, but I do like blue.

For just_muse_me - 10.7.1 Five Goodbyes, One Hello

left_thatcap — Sun, 21 Dec 2008 00:24:36 GMT

10.7.1. FIVE times you said goodbye and one time you said hello

01.

“You didn’t say goodbye…”

*

It had been out of character for Rory, but then she was only sixteen. Exactly how much of her character was written in stone? Jess Mariano had this way of making her do things that everyone else saw as out of character, but maybe they were very much in character. It was just a character that was more prominent with him around.

And looking at him out of the window of the bus just made it all the more real that she might never see him again. The girl who’d traveled all the way to New York just to say goodbye… didn’t really want to say goodbye.

02.

“…I'm going to Europe tomorrow and I'm going to Yale and I'm moving on. And I'm not going to pine. I hope you didn't think I was going to pine, okay? I think... I think I may have loved you, but I just need to let it go. So, that's it, I guess. Um, I hope you're good. I want you to be good, and, um, okay, so, goodbye. That word sounds really lame and stupid right now, but there it is. Goodbye.”

*

It had hurt. It had hurt more than she was probably ever going to be able to put in words. The way he’d left without a word, the way he clearly didn’t trust her enough to be honest about school, about wanting to just see his dad. And he’d done it to her again! He didn’t even say goodbye. Rory didn’t even know where to start looking for him, and she couldn’t look for him. She had Europe, and she had Yale and she’d apparently had her chance with Jess.

No pining. There would be no pining, no matter how much she was becoming more and more sure that she had loved him.

It was over. He was gone, and she’d said her goodbye.

03.

“You know, I have actually thought about this moment. A lot. What would Jess say to me if I ever saw him again? I mean, he just took off, no note, no call, nothing, how could he explain that? And then a year goes by. No word, nothing, so he couldn't possibly have a good excuse for that, right? I have imagined hundreds of different scenarios with a hundred different great last parting lines, and I have to tell you that I am actually very curious to see which way this is going to go.”

“Could we sit down?”

“No. You wanted to talk, so talk. What do you have to say to me?”

“I love you.”

*

Watching him take that deep breath, the clear struggle on his face to get out those three words while he stood there looking far too beautiful in his leather jacket and jeans had almost had Rory’s resolve melting. It would have melted completely if he hadn’t run off on her.

Again.

What had he expected her to do? There was no way for her to tell him that maybe she did love him too. That she just needed to vent moment before because he was so damn infuriating.

And beautiful, and smart, and funny, and he made her heart ache.

Seeing him asleep in his car the night before had been like a kick to the stomach. He’d come back and never even said a word to her. Didn’t even try until now.

And all she could do was watch him drive away, leave her life.

It was getting too familiar a sight.

04.

“Happy birthday, by the way. Wasn’t that a couple weeks ago? Your birthday?”

*

It should have been a clue, some kind of sign. Even with Jess yelling at her, she still couldn’t understand; didn’t see that the only reason that Jess was the one to get through to her was because he did know her better than anyone.

He was also going to leave her behind again.

He’d gone and written a book and what had she done? She’d dropped out of Yale and hooked up with an obnoxious boyfriend that she was apparently in love with.

Watching Jess leave that alleyway hurt more than anything Logan could have done to her. She was getting sick of the goodbyes, when she lived for the hellos with Jess. Seeing him again, talking to him again—it was like taking that first breath of fresh air when you’d been stuck underground for years.

And seeing him go was like being told you only got to have two minutes of air before you had to go back underground for another ten years.

05.

“I’m so sorry I came here.”

“I’m not. It is what it is, you… me.”

*

Rory couldn’t stop thinking about it on the drive back. About Jess, about the kiss. She should have learned her lesson by now. She’d done the cheating thing, even if it had really only been emotional cheating before. And as much as she wanted to hurt Logan, she felt like she would have hurt Jess more by going through with it.

And she had hurt Jess.

So why did it still feel like she was the one who’d been sucker punched in the face and left without air again?

He didn’t deserve it, and she didn’t know why after all this time he was still so willing to forgive her anything, and pick up like they’d always been together.

Maybe she’d call Matthew’s poet as well to remind her what love was about. She had the smallest inkling that maybe love was more what she and Jess had than she and Logan.

And yet Logan was the one she was going back to.

One day she was sure she’d know her own mind.

Plus One Hello…

Now…

She could breathe. One look at the black hair and beautiful face, and Rory could breathe. She could have even cried, but she wasn’t sure Jess would appreciate the waterworks. He’d just assume he’d probably done something wrong, when he’d done everything right.

This had to be their time, right?

She wanted it to be their time. Needed it to be their time. Rory tried as casually as she could to close the distance between where he sat on the bonnet of his car and her house. Her Mom thankfully wasn’t home because she wasn’t sure if she could handle knowing that Lorelai might be watching this.

Those sparks that always seemed to be present between her and Jess came to life and she smiled. She smiled until her face ached and she ducked her head to let out a nervous laugh.

Jess just watched her, smirking in amusement.

“Hi,” Rory said eventually.

“Hey.”

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 877 (not counting quotes)

Jess Mariano [notkafka] used with permission. Quotes from 2.21, 3.22, 4.13, 6.08, 6.18

For muse_shuffle - December

left_thatcap — Sun, 14 Dec 2008 02:14:12 GMT

23. I've always been a coward // And I don't know what's good for me
(Kate Bush – ‘Hounds of Love’)

Returning home had been just as hectic as leaving. In fact, Rory’s return to Stars Hollow had lasted two days. Then there had been the visit to Hartford to see her grandparents that had felt like a third day and it had only been dinner. She was tempted to take up her Mom’s offer of a room at the Dragonfly just so that she could get some peace.

It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate the town’s pride in their resident online political journalist—far from it—it was that there were only so many times she could talk about what it was like on the campaign trail. Miss Patty had seemed particularly disappointed that Rory hadn’t embarked on a series of heated affairs while traveling the country.

How could Rory explain to her that it was because she couldn’t stop thinking about one guy in Philadelphia? The one she didn’t have the courage to seek out, too scared to find out he was still disappointed in her. The fact that he’d more or less sought her out gave her hope, even if it was online.

She could only imagine how Stars Hollow would react to finding out that after all these years Rory’s heart still beat a hundred times faster at the mere idea of being anywhere near Jess Mariano. Maybe her turn down of Logan’s proposal wasn’t entirely to do with not being ready to get married after all.

Her lunch marathon at Luke’s was scheduled for Saturday so that Rory and her Mom could go back to the Gilmore’s for a Friday Night Dinner. Richard and Emily apparently not yet done interrogating their granddaughter. It made Rory wonder if she would get another awkward hug from Richard.

It was now Thursday night and at an hour when she was sure everyone was asleep, Rory made her way into the town center and just stood there, breathing in the cool night air. Stars Hollow always looked different at night, but it was still home. This was where she’d grown up, and it was still where she was happiest. Colleges came and went, even student housing came and went. This town was always going to be there for her.

Movement caught the corner of her eye and her mouth fell open at the sight of Kirk naked with while carrying a Christmas tree. Thankfully the tree was hiding the part of him that she never, ever wanted to see. Kirk just frowned and gave a shake of head.

“Don’t ask.”

“Okay.”

“No really, don’t ask.”

Rory raised her hand to her mouth to hide her smirk. “I’m not going to, I promise.”

She watched him struggle with the tree, and if he hadn’t have been naked maybe she would have offered to help.

“Lulu wants another tree.”

“I didn’t ask.”

Kirk sighed. “I know, but I felt that maybe there was some explanation that needed to be offered.”

Rory gave a nod. “Okay.”

Kirk stopped to offer her an awkward wave. “Welcome back, Rory.”

“Thanks, Kirk.”

Nope, there really was no place like Stars Hollow.

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 515

Clearly not binding on any Kirks on the odd chance one exists.

From whacking_quota - Can you believe it?

left_thatcap — Thu, 11 Dec 2008 21:58:40 GMT

THE RULES:

* Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
* I'll respond by asking you five personal questions about your character/muse so I can get to know you better.
* Update your LJ with the completely honest answers to the questions.
* Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
* When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.

QUESTIONS FROM LUKE [whacking_quota]:

1. If I said Jess were coming back to Stars Hollow what would your immediate reaction be?

o.O followed closely by :D and :-O. Now that I've freaked you out with emoticons I'll translate - "Oh my god!" followed by "Yay!" and "Oh crap, what do I do?!"

2. Which of the Godfather films are your favorite?

I think me and Mom had this discussion, but I can't remember what the outcome was. I know it wasn't the third one. Does anyone actually like the final one? I don't know. Um, I'll take a risk and say the second one...

3. Do you think I'm a cat man?

Like as in a man who likes cats, or a half man and half cat hybrid? It could explain the baseball cap. Maybe you're hiding cat ears under it... Wait, I didn't say that! I want my Monte-Cristo. I'm sorry, Luke! I think you could be a cat man more than a dog man. Although Paul Anka might get jealous.

4. Any chance you won't be wanting a monte-cristo?

Nope. I'm set. I think it's the forbidden aspect of it all. It's not on the menu, but you're offering to make it an that just makes it all the more tempting.

5. How about the Count of Monte-Cristo, will you be wanting him?

Ah, no, but I have read him. I think he's only got eyes for Mercedes. I wouldn't want to start another revenge cycle.

From around

left_thatcap — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 21:40:53 GMT

So I decided to put this up here for my Hearts and Minds muses. I will write a ficlet set in the H&M verse with your muse and mine. It can be set in current village canon, AU, back in New York after the village, your choice. Feel free to make more than one request and I will get to them all if possible or pick at least one.

Please let me know the following:

1. Your Muse(s)
2. A song, quote, one word prompt, or brief description of what you'd like to see them do
3. Fluffy, Angsty, Comedy or writer's choice?
4. Rating request?
5. What canon, AU or timeline is this set in or do you want me to choose?

(Will be cross-posted to my couple of pups)

From Jack

left_thatcap — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 06:04:35 GMT

Your rainbow is shaded orange and green.

What is says about you: You are a strong person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Others are amazed at how you don't give up. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

For muse_shuffle - November Disc 2

left_thatcap — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 11:55:26 GMT

02. Oh I am always thinking about you // and how you always wear me well // you can't outgrow something sewn under your skin // so I will always wear you well.
(Josh Pyke – 'Sew My Name')

[Set some time after the series final 'Bon Voyage' | An kind of AU thing]

She saw him once on a street in Philadelphia. She hadn’t known what to do while he walked down the opposite side of the street as she stood in front of the coffee shop, hot beverage in hand. She considered crossing to talk to him but her feet didn’t want to move. Not until it looked as if he was about to glance in her direction and she quickly hid herself behind a car. She even crouched down, and waited before she peered out from behind it to take another look at him.

When her heart had started again it beat a lot faster than it should have. He looked the same. He looked like—

Well, he looked like the Jess she’d love. Did love. Would always love. He disappeared around the corner and Rory let out a slow breath. She thought about their conversation a year ago in his bookstore, and the kiss they’d shared. Maybe she hadn’t been able to cheat on Logan like he had on her, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t thought about it. Really thought about it.

Why else would she have gone to Truncheon in the first place? It wasn’t because she wanted to cheat with just any guy. It was Jess Mariano. Jess who would always be a part of her life. Jess who would always own a piece of her heart. Jess who she still found herself thinking about at least once a day. Jess who’s book she read so frequently the pages were starting to become dog-eared.

Rory reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her cell. She scrolled through her list of contacts, her thumb poised over the call button as she found the one she was looking for. She could have chased after him, spoken to him face to face. She just didn’t know if she was ready for that yet. She wasn’t even sure if she was ready to talk to him on the phone, but her thumb had other ideas.

She hastily held the phone up to her ear, her heart somewhere up near her throat as she waited.

“About time you learned how to use a phone.”

Rory closed her eyes and let her head fall forward; every single moment they had spent together came rushing back in a torrent of emotion. “I’m a slow learner, but I get there in the end.”

Rory Gilmore
Gilmore Girls
Words: 399

From the 50ft Lemon/Poppyseed Muffin Man

left_thatcap — Tue, 11 Nov 2008 06:21:28 GMT

Your result for What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test...

Simple, Progressive, and Sensual

11 Ukiyo-e, -8 Islamic, -1 Impressionist, 1 Cubist, -1 Abstract and -17 Renaissance!

Ukiyo-e (浮世絵, Ukiyo-e), "pictures of the floating world", is a genre of Japaneseand paintings produced between the 17th and the 20th centuries. it mostly featured landscapes, historic tales, theatre, and pleasure. Ukiyo is a rather impetuous urban culture that has bloomed in popularity. Although the Japanese were more strict and had many prohibitions it did not affect the rising merchant class and therefore became a floating art form that did not bind itself to the normal ideals of society.

People that chose Ukiyo-e art tend to be more simplistic yet elegant. They don't care much about new style but are comfortable in creating their own. They like the idea of living for the moment and enjoy giving and receiving pleasure. They may be more agreeable than other people and do not like to argue. They do not mind following traditions but are not afraid to move forward to experience other ideas in life. They tend to enjoy nature and the outdoors. They do not mind being more adventurous in their sexual experiences. They enjoy being popular and like being noticed. They have their own unique style of dress and of presenting themselves. They may also tend to be more business oriented or at the very least interested in money making adventures. They might make good entrepreneurs. They are progressive and adaptable.

Take What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test at HelloQuizzy

Freaky...

left_thatcap — Sun, 09 Nov 2008 10:15:24 GMT

You Are a Blueberry Muffin

You are a nurturing, domestic, homey person.

Of all the types, you are the most likely to make your own muffins at home.

You don't like to rock the boat, and you're most content when you're making everyone else happy.

You are very loyal. You'll defend your family and friends, even if you secretly disapprove of what they're doing.

You tend to be a bit shy and withdrawn. You don't make friends quickly or easily.

But once you do make a good friend, the chances are high that you'll be friends for life.

What Kind of Muffin Are You?

Also? Clearly they've never seen me try to bake. I definitely did not inherit any cooking skills from my Mom.