Quick confession: he leaves me breathless and renders me speechless all the time

Okay but like, just consider:

-Jess opens up a publishing house in Stars Hollow for the Aesthetic
-And the town still basically hates him but
-Rory visits every time she comes back to town
-And they’re just friends
-They swear
-Only somehow they end up being really great friends?
-And they never really go for it again because they have a good thing going
-Jess doesn’t hold back when he thinks she’s going off the rails
-But he’s still her biggest goddamn cheerleader in the whole world
-Like, maybe Lorelai beats him out on the title?
-But he’s behind the scenes making sure she knows she can do whatever the fuck she wants
-And Luke cannot understand why in the world Jess would make a home in Stars Hollow
-And Jess never really tells him exactly why
-But it’s mostly because he wants to be close to Luke
-Rory being around is just the icing on the cake
-“Luke, do you understand how well this place suits me? I get to be the weird loner guy-” “Wait, no, we already have one of those, I think he trademarked it.” “-and people leave me alone, and this place is a MADE UP PLACE no one believes me when I talk about it-.” “You voluntarily talk to people?” “Luke I sell things for a living. The point is Stars Hollow is so ridiculous people want to buy books from me like this is Greenwich Village in the fifties.” “I don’t understand that reference.”
-And like, Jess and Lorelai come to a truce. And they’re not great friends or anything, but sometimes when Luke drags him to town meetings he and Lorelai sit on either side of Luke and talk under their breath the whole time and a few times they make each other laugh
-Luke pretends not to be overjoyed
-Jess having a family
-Jess being moderately happy in Stars Hollow
-Jess having a group of friends who wander into Stars Hollow every so often to talk and write and be weird and artsy together and mystified by this town
-And Jess and Rory having drinks and talking about their lives and just supporting the shit out of each other

I had an epiphany the other night…. Arin’s alter can be called evilraptor

I feel satisfied now that I’ve discovered this.

alphawolfspider  asked:

Nedcan?? Or Canned???

((So I didn’t know this was until a ship until now, but ummm I LOVE IT! It’s sp cute?! Idk if they have any chemistry in the manga/anime, but they look cute together!))

anonymous asked:

Um... could you tag mentions of polyamory?? I've got an unreasonable panic reaction to it

you’d be better off unfollowing me, sorry to say. mentions of polyamory would include some very integral parts of my personality. maybe i’m just not a person you should interact with. 

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A/N: I’m back and I’m ready to write more Kumiko/Reina for season 2! This fic is probably gonna be a oneshot (not sure though, depends what happens in the rest of the season!) 

It’s told in a different perspective than I used in Heartbeats And Music Sheets because I wanted to try something new. Also, they’re not girlfriends in this fic (yet?) because I wanted to write something that would fit reasonably into the canon where it is right now. Set right after S2 ep3.

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Pale morning sunlight leaks into the room, but it’s not the kind that’s bright enough to make your eyes hurt – not yet.

Right now, it’s still the harmless kind of light, dim and gray and unobtrusive.

It’s not enough to illuminate the room and wake the others. The shadows barely look like shadows, because there isn’t much light to contrast them yet.

It is in this kind of morning light where you lie, on your back, staring at the ceiling, just as you’ve been doing for the past half hour since Reina fell back asleep. You’re tired, groggy, but surprisingly somehow still awake, despite the fact that you’ve been losing more and more sleep gradually these past few nights.

But it’s that time of the morning where it’s too early to get up yet, and yet it’s too late to fall asleep.

So you simply lie there, blinking slowly, reminiscing on the things you’d learned last night.

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