#gilmore the merrier

[stormylilkitten]

Am I the only one who looks forward to Thanksgiving week, just to watch Gilmore the Merrier marathon???

[icarusredwings]

Getting deep into the x men fandom means seeing ships I don't agree with, so I don't interact, seeing posts that mischaraterizes one of the deepest charaters possible, so I don't interact, Seeing people actively say things that are blatantly wrong, so I don't interact.

Getting a large following is also kind of frustrating (Im not complaining I love you guys!) But I've had to block 2 people already today because they keep leaving rude replies to my comments on OTHER peoples posts or purposly come to my blog to tell me that how I view a charater is wrong. Had someone tell me that the stuff that happens in MY au is dumb because "that would never happen" like yeah bud. The writers at Marvel are too much of cowards for it to happen, hence why i'm here.

So my thing is... if im chosing not to interact with all of this- why is it still on my feed?

I feel like the more I ignore it the more I see and I do not wish to be the type to block someone simply because they make one post about a ship that personally isn't my cup of tea.

Also- I think Im starting to see the different sides of extremes, especially when it comes to one specifc charater.

Logan.

I have seen dozens of lovely stories, lovely rants, lovely head canons about this man-

But something that feels weird (to me at least) is people who are 45+ yelling at people who aren't even 18 that their story/headcanons are trash because they've "been enjoying Logan for 40+ years" as if this gives them any right to tell a 17 year old that they shouldnt write a charater how they see them.

It's also weird to me that there seems to be two sides.

Logan IS an animal and that's perfectly okay.

Or

Logan ISN'T an animal, and everyone who headcanons him as animalistic is fetishizing his mutation and are insulting him.

I get not liking a certain trope, but sir, that person is young enough to be your child. You have to accept that we all grew up with different versions of each charater. I Personally didn't grow up with any and get the luxury of indulging in all sorts of media all at once- therefore getting to see him from multiple sides and pictures.

I completely understand if you grew up with the original series and are upset to see that kids are headcanoning your stone cold angst biker man as wearing bow clips and 'making biscuits' on a pillow while watching gilmore girl with his boyfriend, and wearing pink fluffy hello kitty pants and a tight shirt that says "Milk"

I completely understand if you grew up with the movies and see him as a sexy gruff hot buff man and you love to write lots and lots of steamy x reader about him.

I completely understand if you LIKE logan wearing hello kitty pants and don't agree with the idea of him being a dark edgelord, lone wolf charater.

Do you know what I don't understand? Fighting over a charater when different timelines have been canon since the 80s. The Time Variance Authority (TVA) first appeared in Thor #372 (October 1986) which means ALL of your logans are the correct logan. Just not all the same.

Do I think Wolverine Orgins Logan would wear pink hello kitty pants? Nah.

Do I know that Deadpool and wolverine Logan is a whole different universe then Orgins Logan? Yes.

That's why people tag different logans and different aus. So what is all the fuss about?? What happened to the more the merrier?

Theres so many different versions of comic book logan, too, so don't even go there.

Feel free to ask my personal opinions but as far as I stand I could never be foolish enough to seriously go into someone elses post and genuinely be upset at them for how they perceive a charater. I get second hand embaressment when ever I see ANYONE doing it.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk. I don't care if I lose followers for this. Let the door hit you on the way out. There aint no reason to be harrassing folks.

[edutainer2022]

Sending hugs and strength as always.

I’d love to know any thoughts you have about the Tracys as kids in the happy times. What do you think they got up to? Do you headcanon the farm / ranch / some other Kansas home? Or did Jeff and Lucy live somewhere more built up / accessible to NASA? What were the kids’ hobbies? What would a family day out have looked like?

Oh, @idontknowreallywhy, thank you for the ask! I actually tend to go hazy on the boys' childhood, because the way kids work is not my forte. In my heart of hearts, I see them as latchkey kids of nondescript rural/smalltown US. A meadow outside the backyard, long bus commutes to school. A kind of chaotic but tight and warm, fun, quirky world, reigned supreme by their mother. Think Gilmore Girls, but a single mother of three boys, initially. With Jeff space-cowboying it would be just her and the back to back eldest three for quite some time.

Also think The Sound of Music - she's the one with piano and art. And the horses. There were sing alongs and movie marathons, and board games, and junk snacks, and bake offs, and magic in that household. That's why I also think, much as Scott worships and seeks approval of a (always away) father, he was Mom's right hand and White Knight. Mom's champion and deputy in wrangling the younger brothers. There would, of course, be SHENANIGANS. Sometimes Mom Tracy would just discover zen of a boys mom and have a glass of red on hand.

Since we have Gran Roca, I also sometimes think Yellowstone. She's the one from old(er) Manifest Destiny ranching money. She knows how to get her hands dirty, but it's removed from Jeff's first generation off the farm experiences. She sees the help, but she's also used to having them around - hence the five kids without batting an eye, given Jeff's military/space career. That would quite organically convert into the boy's we know - humble, generous, approachable, but somewhat sheltered.

I also think that Jeff's soaring wealth, Mom's untimely demise and grief buried in work, would spell something like a Warton Academy. Maybe not a full on boarding school, but a posh prep school with Ivy League pipeline and uniform blazers with embroidered crests. At least for the elder three's high school stretch. That would also, probably, mean shifting base to a bigger city and a dramatic change of pace in the boys' routine.

The boys hobbies? Scott is obviously a Rescue Scout extraordinaire. He's never met a sport he wasn't good at. But I also think School Parliament, Speech and Debate, maybe ROTC (to fit a military stint with my understanding of the timeline). Scott is earmarked for leadership and high pressure operations early on. National Honors Society, hands down. Dad would never tolerate anything less than excellent and Scott intended to be EVERYTHING Dad was - including space track. Calculus may actually be his "nerdy guilty pleasure". I also absolutely don't see how Mom didn't teach him the piano first. It likely didn't go far, but he gets by at the keyboard.

Virgil is the music and arts kid, obviously. He probably followed Scott into many hobbies and clubs, originally, but his strengths and disposition are just so obviously different.

John loves school. The more school - the merrier. Coding, and astronomy, and physics. Languages on the side. Gifted program. The Big Bang Theory worthy combo of Supreme nerd-dom. I'd say music too - comes with the territory of good ear for languages. Sports by necessity - to keep up with the original Turbo Twosome, and to get space rated. He came to actually enjoy sports, on his own terms.

Come to think of it, the Elder Trio are a token comical display of the Prom King always flanked by two sidekicks, who embody the very definition of "geeky uncool". In hindsight, John is sometimes amazed that Scott actually ENJOYED hanging out with them and did so by choice. Still does so.

[misojunnie]

I love your &team fics 😭 we need more people to realise how fucking amazing they are.

Could you perhaps write a boyfriend!Yuma fic where he gets jealous that you are spending too much time with another member?

✧ jealousy, jealousy - nym.

# genre: jealous bf!yuma x reader

#warnings: jealousy, basically everything in the rq

#word count: 1.3k

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If looks could kill, Nicholas would be a dead man right about now.

It wouldn’t necessarily be the murder of an innocent. He knew exactly what he was doing when he put his arm around you while you were laughing, hiding a smirk under his virtuous smile. He knew you were Yuma’s girlfriend, and he did it anyway. Because who could resist your charming laughter and kind eyes?

You had been spending entirely too much time with Nicholas, according to Yuma. He had been whisking you away to ice skate under the guise that Jo canceled on him, playing video games with you and play-fighting when he lost, even bringing treats to your classes, saying he accidentally bought too many and needed something to do with the leftovers.

Yuma was just about ready to kill him.

Typically, your boyfriend wasn’t an overtly jealous man. He was protective when need be; for reference, when some guy was hitting on you too aggressively at a bar, or when his friends got a little too touchy. This incident fell into the latter category.

Today was yet another one of those days. Nicholas and you were sitting on the couch, watching Gilmore Girls with rapt attention. Nicholas was staring at the screen, eyes wide as he chewed on popcorn, engrossed in the show. It was times like this that Yuma wondered if he was doing this to get under his skin, or if he genuinely just enjoyed your company. He couldn’t decide which option he disliked more.

“Mind if I join?” Yuma asked smoothly, walking over and asserting himself in the remaining seat. You and Nicholas had taken the loveseat, forcing him into the single chair. The ludicracy of the situation made his blood boil.

“Yuma!” you said excitedly, blowing him a kiss from the couch. “Hi babe, I didn’t realize you were home yet.” Yuma had been home for almost half an hour. He couldn’t even express how betrayed he felt. He strode over to you, pressing a kiss to your lips before moving back to his humiliating seat.

“Mhm, I got off work early.” he said, making sure to glare fiercely in Nicholas’ direction. The boy didn’t even notice, his eyes still on the television.

“That reminds me,” Nicholas finally spoke up, turning to make conversation with you and —purposefully or not, we’ll never know— excluding Yuma. “EJ told me that Jake’s throwing a party tonight downtown. You wanna come? You never know, it might be fun.” Yuma cleared his throat quite obviously, and Nicholas turned to him with a vacant expression. “Oh, you too Yuma. The more the merrier.”

“I’d love to go.” you said with a smile, and Yuma inwardly rolled his eyes at your naivete. Couldn’t you see? It was so obvious that Nicholas was into you, that he was trying to take you away, take away something that was Yuma’s.

“I’ll come along.” Yuma said stoically, crossing his arms over his chest. Nicholas seemed a little miffed, but Yuma couldn’t care less.

There was no way you were going to that party without him.

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If Yuma wasn’t sure that Nicholas was gunning for you before, he was sure now. You were both on the dance floor, grooving to the beat of some late 90’s song that Yuma had never heard before. The two of you seemed to be digging it though, swaying to the beat as you danced with your arms above your head, Nicholas’ hands coming dangerously near your waist.

Yuma could kill a man. Specifically, his best friend.

The second Nicholas’ hand touched your shoulder, Yuma had had enough. He stood up from the makeshift bar, striding quickly to the dance floor and grabbing your wrist, his grip tight and nearly painful against your soft skin. You complained as he pulled you away, jaw set and eyes narrowed as he strode upstairs and directly into a guest room. It didn’t escape your notice that he locked the door behind you.

“Babe, what’s going on?” you said, crossing your arms and tilting your head. “I was having fun dancing.”

“Seemed like you were having a lot of fun, yeah. You like dancing with Nicholas?” Yuma said, raising his brows. You instantly knew what this was all about, sighing.

“It’s not like that, Yuma.”

“Isn’t it?” he said, and you didn’t reply, just staring at him as you sat on the bed, making yourself comfortable. This was going to be a long chat. He towered over you as he remained standing, positioning himself in front of you with his arms crossed. “Do you like him more than me?” he said after a beat, and you scoffed.

“Yuma, of course not. You’re my boyfriend. Not Nicholas.”

“Not yet.” he said pettily, and you stood, caressing his cheek softly. “Next thing I know, he’ll be showing up to our doorstep with flowers. Then he’ll whisk you away for picnic dates and you’ll be bar hopping across Shinjuku for the rest of your days.” You almost laughed at the ludicracy of the statement.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” you cooed, and he rolled his eyes at your sickeningly sweet, almost pitying, tone. “Gosh, you get so mean when you’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.” he replied, uncrossing his arms and shoving his hands into his pockets. “But you’ve been spending way too much time with him lately.”

“Nicholas is my friend, baby. Nothing more.”

“You should see the way he looks at you. Like he wants to eat you up.” You giggle at that, trying to imagine it.

“That’s so stupid.”

“It’s true. I should know, I look at you the same way.” you resisted the urge to roll your eyes, taking his hands into yours. He couldn’t resist you when you gave him those puppy dog eyes, all eager and innocent. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“C’mon babe. Let’s go back out there.”

“Not a chance. If I see you with Nicholas for one more second, I might kill him.” you chuckled softly, and Yuma’s hardened expression yielded for a moment.

“Alright, then let’s get out of here and get some katsu on the way home, hm? We can go to that one place you really like. Just the two of us.” His face brightened immediately, and you smiled at his endearing expression.

“You mean it?” he asked, and you nodded. “Thank god. I’ve been getting tired of drinking alone all night.”

“Very funny.” you quipped as he took your hand with a snaggle toothed smile, pulling you out of the bedroom and quickly downstairs. The two of you giggled as you dashed to the front door.

“Hey, are you guys leaving?” Nicholas called after the two of you, emerging from the throngs of dancing people, his platinum hair mussed and matted to his forehead.

“Getting katsu!” you yelled back, waving with a smile. “Alone.” Yuma added as you pulled him through the door, flashing a smug smile in his friend’s direction as the two of you disappeared into the night.

Later, the two of you huddled together for warmth as you munched on katsudon, the night fog creeping along the streets as you laughed together. 

“I’m happy we left, actually.” you said, your cheek puffing out from your efforts at chewing. Yuma watched you with silent adoration. “I was getting kinda sweaty from dancing, and Jo didn’t even show up.”

“I’m glad we left too. I’d much rather be eating katsudon with you than partying.” he agreed, and you grinned widely.

“Aw. That’s cute.” Yuma leaned forward to press a soft kiss to your lips, but was interrupted by the incessant buzzing of his phone.

Nico: I wasn’t hitting on your girlfriend, dude.  Stop being weird. Nico: She’s just really nice >:/

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a/n: omg this was so cute i rlly enjoyed writing this one :( loved this prompt plus I love yuma sm </3 I'm still working on finishing all the requests, so plz be patient!!! ty lovelies for reading!

[star-lights-up]

An excerpt from my upcoming third chapter of the Cherik Gilmore Girls AU:

“...It’s going to be great! I’m wearing this beautiful old dress, it’s white, and it has this big skirt and a corset!” Ruth gestures with her hands as she tells Charles about her wedding, eyes bright. 

“That sounds lovely!” Charles agrees, amicably enough, though Erik wished he’d had the foresight to somehow warn Ruth about Charles’s broken engagement. It wasn’t all that long ago, and it couldn’t not hurt, even if the man seemed to be getting along well enough. 

There had been a week right after where Charles hadn’t gotten out of bed. Erik caught on two days in after talking to Raven, and started stopping by the house to bring food and check on Jean. Thankfully, it had passed. 

“You know, why don’t you come? My bro here needs someone to keep him company since the twins can’t come.” 

Charles laughs, “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to intrude.” 

“Of course, yeah, come to the wedding! The more the merrier.” 

“Oh, Ruth, don’t pressure him.” Erik says, feeling a sudden wash of panic. “And I don’t need you to find me a-” 

Both Ruth and Charles look at him expectantly, as Erik begins to stammer. 

“A-” A date. “A- a… Refill?” He sighs, feeling his face heat, and offers a laughing Charles more coffee. 

“Well, I’m happy to come,” Charles says, sipping from his mug. Then his gaze meets Erik’s, and he finds himself transfixed. Charles’s eyes are like shining blue jewels, soulful and mesmerizing. “If you’ll have me.” 

Erik manages a nod, then turns away again to return the coffee pot to its place and flip the burgers on the stove, because surely they’re getting overcooked, and Azazel’s on break, and there’s definitely a few people waiting for their orders, and he needs to make something for himself to eat since he hasn’t had food since six AM, and did his sister seriously just set up a date for him?

A date. For him. With Charles.

This is the cherik chapter, yall.

First two chapters available here:

And here's the pinterest board:

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls- Season 2, Episode 22 (Last Episode of the Season). "I Can't Get Started" Part 2

How about you don't and just say you did. I have a better idea, instead you can walk right off a pier.

Ah, good old fashioned American politics. It’s a sad state of affairs to think that if he ran for office, Crusty would likely get elected in a landslide. Especially if you know all about this actor’s sketchy political and personal views (I am aware that he’s actually Canadian, but it matters not. He's trash). Lorelai invites Crusty to Sookie's rehearsal dinner, because having her parents at the wedding isn’t going to be hellish enough. Also I guess she’s trolling for some D after Dean abandoned her. Crusty will have to scratch (and cause) that itch.

When I think of fun, I think of Dean and Crusty!

I’d like it made clear that they’re discussing a wedding rehearsal dinner and not the wedding itself. A rehearsal dinner is intended for the people…in the wedding party…to rehearse for the wedding. It’s not an open invitation for Crustyburgers who are trying to bang one of the bridesmaids. Lorelai just invited him without Sookie’s permission, claiming she'd be thrilled to have him there, which means a lot. You could invite some ruthless dictator to her wedding and Sookie would be all "Teehee, the more the merrier!" Dean also has no reason to be attending the rehearsal dinner of his girlfriend’s mother’s coworker. Anyway. Swell. They make their own rules in The Hollow.

WHEEE! I love a good minor inconsistency especially when they happen within the same episode! WHEEE! We know there won't be 1,000 people in attendance at that wedding. The population of Stars Hollow is like, 26.

Uh oh. Lore's sloshed. That means she's nice and loose and vulnerable and Crusty is about to pounce. Gross.

Crusty needs to "step outside for some air" and wants Lore to join him. Have you no shame?

GAGGGG. You held in your vomit during Balcony Boinking, now try not to blow chunks at Wedding Reharsal Porch Porking (I assume. They seem to like porking in fresh air). Lorelai just can't put her finger on why Crusty is suddenly so nice and Around. Huh. I could never guess what he's after.

"Sherry had a big business trip planned and before she left we had a talk. We tried to come up with some answers. and couldn't think of anything so she left and we took time apart to think." Okay? The hell does that even mean? It's not supposed to make sense because it's all made up bullshit and he knows that Lorelai in her sloshed state isn't going to question it. Then bam, he's back in her pants once more. I guess seeing the turmoil brewing in his relationship, Crusty's solution was to take advantage of Lorelai and then knock Sherry up.

Well, well, if it isn't the Nauseating Crusty-Boinking Lorelai Pot calling the Nauseating Crusty-Boinking Sherry Kettle black.

Oh okay, so they're going to pork AT the wedding then?

Back at home the next day, Rory recieves a pitiful incoming call from Paris, who is having pre-election day jitters and decided the first person she should call was the one most near and dear to her heart. Her vice president. Her soul mate. I mean. Her running mate.

That was beautiful and gay I could cry.

It just seems very off putting to present the news that your daughter's father and stepmother are breaking up to her in the same gleeful manner you'd reserve for something you read in a trashy tabloid. Like Sherry & Crusty are some celebrity couple of 2002, not your kid's shitty father and creepy girlfriend. I googled "Celebrity Couples that broke up in 2002" but got nothing. However, I found something more entertaining. Here ya go: 20 Celebrity Couples You Forgot Dated in 2002 "Guess who's in the process of breaking up?! Sandra Bullock & Ryan Gosling! I mean...your father and his girlfriend! Your shitty father can't keep a plant alive no less a relationship, isn't that amusing? Sure would suck if he reproduced a second time eh?" Two more Sherry Nuggets: Please watch the episode titled "It Should Have Been Lorelai" (or read my breakdown) if you forgot what a creepwad Sherry actually is. And what Lorelai once said about her:

"Wow, but they were so...TOGETHER!" is the highest compliment you could give to one of Crusty's Crustacean-Ships. I mean relation-shits. I mean relationships. It sure sounds like Rory was rooting for you guys.

This kid is too smart for her own good.

Oh my god, I LOVE this top. Michel has just worked 6 hours over time and is asking Lorelai nicely to let him clock out. She is not having it. Ya'll, I've got three numbers on speed dial during this episode: Some kind of medical board in Connecticut for the grave HIPAA violations going on in that orthopedist's office, the fire marshal for the supposed 1,000 people attending this wedding, and the Connecticut Labor Board to look into Lorelai Gilmore and what the hell is going on over at the Independence Inn.

Proper response to this managerial dictator/HR Nightmare. You better pay my boy Michel his due overtime, Miss Leaves Work To Pick Out Coffins for Diner Guy.

SOCIAL DISTANCING!!!! LEAVE ROOM FOR JESUS!!!! I'm quite concerned how she's about to swap spit with Crusty and she has not questioned this Sherry breakup bullshit that he fed her less than 24 hours ago... like...at all. Whatsoever.

Mmm, Welp. That's just about enough of these Gilmore Freaks for one day.

[byneddiedingo]

Joel McCrea in Sullivan's Travels (Preston Sturges, 1941)

Cast: Joel McCrea, Veronica Lake, Robert Warwick, William Demarest, Franklin Pangborn, Porter Hall, Byron Foulger, Margaret Hayes, Robert Greig, Eric Blore. Screenplay: Preston Sturges. Cinematography: John F. Seitz. Art direction: Hans Dreier, A. Earl Hedrick. Film editing: Stuart Gilmore. Music: Charles Bradshaw, Leo Shuken.

Let us now praise Joel McCrea, who never became an icon like Cooper or Gable or Grant or Stewart, but could always be relied on for a fine performance when the others weren't available. He starred in two of Sturges's best, the other one being The Palm Beach Story (1942), and gave solid and sometimes memorable performances for William Wyler (Dead End, 1937), Cecil B. DeMille (Union Pacific, 1939), Alfred Hitchcock (Foreign Correspondent, 1940), and George Stevens (The More the Merrier, 1943) before becoming a durable fixture in Westerns. His performance in the title role of Sullivan's Travels is just what the movie needed: an actor who could do slapstick comedy but turn serious when necessary, a task that among major stars of the era perhaps only Cary Grant and Henry Fonda -- the Fonda of Sturges's own The Lady Eve (1941) -- were also really good at. The genius of Sullivan's Travels is that its serious parts jibe so well with its goofy ones. As Sturges has characters warn Sullivan at the beginning of his scheme to pose as a hobo to get material for his turn as a "serious" director: Poor people don't like to be condescended to. The pivotal scene of the film is the one in which the convicts go to a Black church to watch a movie. It could have been an embarrassing display of the era's racial stereotypes, but Sturges handles it with tact and sensitivity, so that it becomes emotionally effective and brings home the dual points about charity and the need for humor without excessive sentimentality and preachiness. Sturges's usual gang of brilliant character players -- including William Demarest, Franklin Pangborn, Porter Hall, Eric Blore, and Jimmy Conlin -- are on hand. Sturges and McCrea are said to have found working with Veronica Lake a pain, but fortunately it doesn't show.

[everystephoftheway]

camp cloudtop: chapter sixteen

Long chapter yay! Also it turns out I can’t count the fic is gonna end up being 30 chapters even (if nothing changes). Please like and reblog if you are enjoying the story; I love reading all your tags/comments it makes my heart happy <3

Read more is for length only, nothing content based.

This can be found on ao3 as well.    

After a few days of whispers, a secret sign up sheet in Keyleth’s pocket, and a little bit of encouragement, Keyleth and Vax managed to get–at minimum–every group in the camp involved in the talent show; some campers and counselors had interest in doing their own acts too once they heard that was an option, and, hey, the more the merrier. 

“Wait, you guys are doing a bake sale?” Music filled the padded play room where the pre-school group resided for most of the day, but even still the idea of a bake sale made Pike, a small gnome with stark white hair and a badass scar down one side of her face, shout loud enough to be heard easily over it. 

“We are!” Keyleth couldn’t help but match her energy. “Do you bake?”

“Do I? Don’t even worry about that part of things; I’ve totally got you covered.” 

“Are you sure?” Vax leaned in, warm friendliness smiling across his features. “We’re happy to help.”

“Seriously, I’ve got it. Grog can be my sous chef. Right, Grog?”

“Sure thing, Pikey!” There was no way the half giant heard what they were saying with two toddlers climbing up his head and chest, but he gave a thumbs up anyway. 

“But, we do ask that you keep this a secret for now.”

“A secret? Why are we keeping it a secret?”

“We want it to be a surprise for Gilmore.” Keyleth glanced over at Vax who simply looked back; the lie that wasn’t entirely a lie had been working thus far. “We don’t want to make more work for him, and when he finds out he will definitely want to help.” 

Pike nodded, chewing on the inside of her cheek for a second before her nodding intensified. “Okay, okay, okay. Yeah, I getcha. Just be sure to tell him before it happens! He’d do a great act for the talent show.”

Keyleth and Vax grinned. “Of course,” he said. “We definitely want him to be involved once it’s all ready.”

A little elven boy started to tug at Pike’s scarf that laid down her chest, and she jerked forward, laughing.

“Sorry guys, I think I’ve got to get back to the kiddos.” 

“No, yeah, sorry to keep you.” Keyleth gave the little boy a pat on the head and offered Pike and Grog a wave. “We’ll give you more details later! Thanks!”

With another wave, the two headed out of the pre-school room and started heading back toward the gym where their group was finishing up a round of dodgeball. 

“I can’t believe it’s been so easy,” Keyleth said, voice a bit more airy than usual as she kept herself quiet. She pulled the sign up sheet out of her pocket, placed it against her thigh as they walked, and added Pike and Grog’s names with a dash following, ‘BAKE SALE’, in all capital letters.

“I know. People really do love this camp. Or, at least they love Gilmore.” Vax scanned around them as Keyleth wrote on the list and put it away, keeping watch for anyone who could see. Luckily, he didn’t spot anybody. “I don’t think it hurts that you’re the one asking.” 

Keyleth had to laugh at that, pointing to herself. “Me? Nobody knows me; I’m brand new. If anything, they’re all taken by you and your charm.” 

Vax laughed too, though his was softer, less surprised. “I think you give me too much credit and don’t think you give yourself enough credit. You’re doing an amazing job with all of this. You can take some credit.” 

Keyleth’s eyes found her feet as her cheeks went red, hair–perhaps on purpose–falling forward to hide herself from Vax for a moment before she felt like she could speak without her voice cracking. “I’ll take some if you take some.”

He laughed again. “Deal.” 

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Back in their familiar music room, Vax and Keyleth sat in a circle with their kids, watching all their little faces carefully as they mulled over the idea of the talent show. 

“We can do anything we want?”

“Anything within reason,” Vax said, but quickly shrugged. “But, for all intents and purposes, sure.” 

“Can we do the Macarena?”

“If you want to do the Macarena.” 

Tyne jumped up. “What about a concert? We can bring all the instruments from here!”

Keyleth pointed at him. “I like the way you’re thinking, Tyne. We have time to nail down our act, but what we really need to focus on today is that this is a secret, right? We’re not going to tell Director Gilmore. You can tell your parents because we want them to come, but we can’t talk about it when we’re not in this room, okay?”

“A secret,” Clemyn reiterated.

Vax nodded. “A secret. For now.” 

“Like Keyleth and Mr. Kash?”

Keyleth’s shoulders fell and her expression went blank for a moment before she sighed, resigned to the fact that kids really did know everything, and said, “Yeah.”

“Exactly like that,” Vax added, trying very hard not to laugh.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t tell anyone, Ms. Keyleth. Secrets are safe with me. And us. Right?”

The group responded with a resounding, “Yeah!”

“Alright,” Keyleth smiled, writing their group down on the sign up list. “I’m putting a lot of trust in you guys.”

“Don’t worry, Ms. Keyleth. The Golden Goldfish can keep secrets.” 

Both Vax and Keyleth’s eyes widened. “The Golden Goldfish?”

“Yeah! That’s our group name! Remember, you told us to come up with a group name?”

“No, yeah, group name. Right. And how did you guys come up with Golden Goldfish?”

Clemyn shrugged. “It just sounded cool.” 

Vax and Keyleth looked at each other, both of them now trying hard not to laugh. 

“Alright,” he started, and Keyleth finished, “The Golden Goldfish.” 

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“You really won’t do anything?”

Keyleth, Vax, Vex, Kash, and Zahra all stood together against one of the walls of the cafeteria, half watching over their groups as they ate and half continuing to plan. 

“I’m not really much of a performance guy,” Kash said, folding his arms across his chest.

“You run a vlog,” Vex argued, matching his stance.

“That’s different from getting on a stage. Seriously, I don’t want to do it. I’ll do the vlogs and help promote it. I’ll stand at the door and collect money for admission. I’ll put glitter on the kids’ faces; I’ll do whatever else you want, but I’m not doing an act.” 

Keyleth frowned, her big green eyes even larger and greener than usual in a silent attempt to get Kash to change his mind. “What happened to ‘anything for you, babe’?”

He just rolled his eyes. “Please stop. I’m not doing it.” 

Keyleth huffed and sighed in defeat. “Fine. I will give you other jobs, though, now that you mention it.” 

“Hey!” The group looked up to see Percy speed walking toward them, a leather messenger bag strapped across his chest, the bag part bumping against his hip. 

“Hey,” he said again when he reached everyone, softer this time and a bit out of breath.

“Did you run over here?” Zahra asked, chuckling.

“No. Maybe. It doesn’t matter. I was doing some research on the Briarwoods,” he looked over at Keyleth, and she noticed his eyes were frantic, unusual for him. “They’re from Whitestone.”

“Your hometown?” Vex leaned into their little circle. 

Percy nodded. “They’re not ‘from’ there; I would’ve recognized them most likely if that were the case, but it seems they settled there after my family died and worked their way up the social ladder. They’re not just Deliliah and Sylas Briarwood. They’re Lord and Lady Briarwood. I can’t figure out why I’ve never heard their names before. After the day’s over I’m going to make some calls back home and see what they can tell me.” 

“Percy?” Keyleth almost raised her hand, but she fought the urge. “Um, what happened to your family? If you don’t mind–”

He shook his head. “No, it’s fine.” He cleared his throat, then spoke very matter of factly, like he was reading facts off a trivia page. “We came to Emon on a week-long vacation. We were all in the car one night, and we got into an accident. A bad accident. Cassandra and I were the only survivors. They think it’s because we were asleep. Limp bodies help with lesser injuries.” 

Keyleth reached over and took his hand. “I’m so sorry for your losses. Thank you for telling us.” 

He nodded with no hint of a smile, and cleared his throat again. “I’ll let you know what I hear from Whitestone.” 

                                                         X.X.X

Keyleth was exhausted by the time the day came to an end, her feet aching against the pavement as her and Kash walked out toward the parking lot. She still had a smile on her face, however, as her hand laid over the nearly full sign up sheet pressed against her thigh in her pocket. 

“You look exhausted,” Kash said with a light laugh. “You want a ride home?”

Keyleth thought for a second, but ultimately shook her head. “No thanks. I’m gonna take my own way this time. It gets me there faster,” she admitted. 

“The tree, right?” 

Keyleth’s lips curled into each other as her neck grew warm, and she shrugged. 

“How does that work? Like, what are you doing? It’s some kind of magic, but magic I’ve never seen before.” 

Keyleth turned to look at the tree and then back at Kash. “Oh, it’s really complicated and hard to explain. I don’t–” It wasn’t really that hard to explain–she was using the tree as a portal to another tree–but there weren’t too many druids running around the city; when she first got to Emon she used her magic more openly, but after some teasing names and taunts by city folk she started keeping it to herself. “I’ll tell you another time. When I’m not as tired, okay?”

Kash’s eyes narrowed at her, but he ultimately didn’t press. “I’m gonna hold you to that.” 

Keyleth managed a smile. “Yeah, I know. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Dinner at six, right?”

She nodded.

He smiled. “See you tomorrow.” 

Keyleth waited for Kash to get into his car and drive off before she turned and headed to her tree, happy to be welcomed by the warm embrace of her backyard as she walked through. 

[byneddiedingo]

Cast: Joel McCrea, Veronica Lake, Robert Warwick, William Demarest, Franklin Pangborn, Porter Hall, Byron Foulger, Margaret Hayes, Robert Greig, Eric Blore. Screenplay: Preston Sturges. Cinematography: John F. Seitz. Art direction: Hans Dreier, A. Earl Hedrick. Film editing: Stuart Gilmore. Music: Charles Bradshaw, Leo Shuken.

Let us now praise Joel McCrea, who never became an icon like Cooper or Gable or Grant or Stewart, but could always be relied on for a fine performance when the others weren’t available. He starred in two of Sturges’s best, the other one being The Palm Beach Story (1942), and gave solid and sometimes memorable performances for William Wyler (Dead End, 1937), Cecil B. DeMille (Union Pacific, 1939), Alfred Hitchcock (Foreign Correspondent, 1940), and George Stevens (The More the Merrier, 1943) before becoming a durable fixture in Westerns. His performance in the title role of Sullivan’s Travels is just what the movie needed: an actor who could do slapstick comedy but turn serious when necessary, a task that among major stars of the era perhaps only Cary Grant and Henry Fonda – the Fonda of Sturges’s own The Lady Eve (1941) – were also really good at. The genius of Sullivan’s Travels is that its serious parts jibe so well with its goofy ones. As Sturges has characters warn Sullivan at the beginning of his scheme to pose as a hobo to get material for his turn as a “serious” director: Poor people don’t like to be condescended to. The pivotal scene of the film is the one in which the convicts go to a Black church to watch a movie. It could have been an embarrassing display of the era’s racial stereotypes, but Sturges handles it with tact and sensitivity, so that it becomes emotionally effective and brings home the dual points about charity and the need for humor without excessive sentimentality and preachiness. Sturges’s usual gang of brilliant character players – including William Demarest, Franklin Pangborn, Porter Hall, Eric Blore, and Jimmy Conlin – are on hand. Sturges and McCrea are said to have found working with Veronica Lake a pain, but fortunately it doesn’t show.

Sullivan’s Travels (1941) dir. Preston Sturges

[sapphymayeyeplease]

stop asking me what I’m doing for “thanksgiving” i’m trying to watch the gilmore the merrier gilmore girls bingeathon on uptv

[skyefullofdaisies]

I hate every year when we get towards the end of Gilmore-The-Merrier on UPtv. One because I love a week full of non-stop GG & we are now at the dreaded 7th season. The one where I despised Lorelei until the last 4 episodes of the season.

Where she cheated, though this is highly debatable, on Luke with Christopher. I know a lot of fans believe she didn’t cheat but I disagree. If Chris weren’t such a shiiiiitty character I would almost feel bad for him. He knew damn good and well Lor wasn’t in love with him. Sure, he knew she loved him but she was IN love with Luke the entire time. Which he knew too. But she was so desperate for someone to marry her that she settled for Chris & we know how that ends up. Don’t get me wrong Luke did plenty of his own bullshit to fuck up their relationship. *cough* April *cough*. Can you imagine Lorelei’s reaction if it had been the other way around & Luke decided to fuck then marry Anna? Oh boy. I don’t think there’s a more satisfying start to the season then Luke punching Chris in his douche bag mouth though.

[lgbtspookynerd]

There are two types of people who are excited for snow lol.

[rom-e-o]

@quill-pen I do love a pink dress, so I am not complaining! The more the merrier, I say.

Can you imagine the grand entrance this dress makes. you know what, this is officially the dress Connie wears when first debuting as Adonis' girlfriend. They appear together as a couple at their first party/benefit. LOTS of ladies and gents have their dreams crushed that night.

After-work date dress. the blazer comes off after house to she can move a little more comfortably.

Ooooh, this gives me ranch/Western vibes. Maybe this is a lovely little top picked up on the Texas trip? Paired with a fun fringe skirt and cowboy boots? Talk about a change!

A cute news interview dress! The Scrooge Twins have just launched their newest charity endeavor, and Connie is pulled aside to answer a few questions. She does have media training from her days as a socialite and model, after all!

THIS is absolutely the Coming-Home-From-The-Honeymoon dress. Girl is GLOWING (and not just from tanning) and looks so happy.

Speaking of tanning, this looks like a lovely skirt she's throw on over a swimsuit bottom after catching some rays on the beach! (Always with sunscreen - she never tans in beds.)

Literally a posh Velma sweater! She would rock this with a cute red skirt and glasses too. A cute and casual look. Or Connie wearing this with jeans, looking straight out of Gilmore Girls?

I can see Bess and Connie sharing this dress often. It would look so cute with baby bumps, so they trade it off when the other hits the right point in the trimester to fill it out. ;;

I picture this being very tight and curve-hugging - she'd rock this as some kind of pool party in her modeling days, sipping drinks and secretly wishing she was home playing with kittens instead (not a euphemism, she actually wants to play with her pets instead of getting drunk and inhaling chlorine).

Another STELLAR pregnancy dress. Worn with some white, platform sneakers, definitely on a hot summer day. She's eating berries outside and watching the sunset with Adonis.

Found some pretty brownish thrifts for Connie

I know the tan one isn't as glam as her usual vibe, but I just see her in it for some reason. Might be a good, safe outfit for her first day as clerk when she starts at the bank. They could always send it to Josie to do a glam-up too.

The last one is kind of the same. Idk where she'd wear it or what for, but I see her in it. Maybe it'd be a cute beach dress?

All of these are so perfect! seriously, her in this very posh, chocolate/coffee brown is just clicking so well.

Okay, I legit adore these, so each one is getting an occasion:

This feels like a date dress for a night at a jazz club or dueling piano bar. Just sitting, drinking a nightcap and savoring the music. I want her to pair it with some wedge shoes for ultimate 90s babe vibes.

Absolutely a shopping day dress. Easily gets paired with tall boots and a messy updo. It's the perfect 'lunch then shop' look because it's breezy but still elegant.

Definitely a first-day dress for her time as a clerk! She wants to look as formal as possible. What's more classy and formal than an A-line belted dress? She does wear it with heels and some gold jewelry too! Quite a few people stare on her way up and wonder who the hell got lucky enough to get HER in their office? (She also brought a briefcase).

LOVE this for the beach! It's almost a raisin-brown shade, which is so unique. This is one where she feels comfortable enough around the Pack to be herself, so she kicks off her shoes and is like...thigh-deep in the surf, twirling and having a blast. Love this dress with her hair down nice and loose.

[ritahayworrth]

could u recommend some feel good comfort movies? old hollywood preferably 😂 i trust your opinion! 💓

sorry this took me so long to get to!!! as usual, not in order, i'm pretty sure i've forgotten a bunch, etc.:

holiday movies 🎄🎅:

i'll be seeing you (1944)

it's a wonderful life (1946)

white christmas (1954)

swing time (1936) (i just skip over bojangles of harlem 🙈)

meet me in st. louis (1944)

8 femmes (2002)

classic movies:

bringing up baby (1938)

the philadelphia story (1940)

shall we dance (1937)

top hat (1935)

carefree (1938)

you can't take it with you (1938)

my man godfrey (1936)

ninotchka (1939)

singin' in the rain (1952)

for me and my gal (1944)

pin-up girl (1944)

roman holiday (1953)

sabrina (1954)

libeled lady (1936)

the more the merrier (1943)

if you could only cook (1935)

you were never lovelier (1942)

cover girl (1944)

bells are ringing (1960)

charade (1963)

the women (1939)

born to dance (1936)

how to steal a million (1966)

his girl friday (1940)

the awful truth (1937)

personal property (1937)

indiscreet (1958)

animated movies:

the little mermaid (1989)

mulan (1998)

cinderella (1950)

whisper of the heart (1995)

kiki's delivery service (1989)

my neighbor totoro (1988)

howl's moving castle (2004)

the secret world of arrietty (2010)

fantastic mr. fox (2009)

idk, more recent movies??:

heathers (1989)

the parent trap (1998)

notting hill (1999)

waitress (2007)

10 things i hate about you (1999)

pride and prejudice (2005)

mean girls (2004)

legally blonde (2001)

legally blonde 2: red, white and blonde (2003)

paddington (2014)

paddington 2 (2017)

what we do in the shadows (2014)

emma. (2020)

le fabuleux destin d'amélie poulain (2001) [side note: if anyone wants to gift me the amelie uk (west end or tour) b**tleg i'd love that dewbfhewvfh]

the princess diaries (2001) + the princess diaries 2: royal engagement[i just try not to think about how different this is from the books]

ella enchanted (2004)

not movies per se, but they bring comfort:

emma 2009 miniseries 💖

the hollywood episodes of i love lucy

the dick van dyke show (all the episodes but especially the flashback ones)

miss fisher's murder mysteries

gilmore girls, but really only like season 2-most of season 5?

rodger's and hammerstein's cinderella (2013, OBC) 🙈

into the woods (1991 pro-shot)

[wonderlandmind4]

Hi there! Me again. I just wanted to say that a) the amount of Gilmore Girls content you reblog gives me absolute life, and that b) if I'd known you were such a fan I might have picked one of your Gilmore Girls challenge prompts so we could squee over it together!! Oh well. Maybe we can squee over it together anyway? Consider this my official application to be your friend, I guess. 😂

Hi! I’m disappointed in myself for the LACK of Gilmore content on my blog 😂 I kid you not when I say I watch that show daily! They used to play episodes on abcFamily, then it stopped and a few years ago, I found a marathon on Up Tv, which they play the show for 4 hours everyday! Also, CAN WE BE FRIENDS!?

Gilmore Girls makes me so so happy, and it’s the one show I have seen more than any other show and movie in my life. If I ever have a daughter I’m naming her Lorelai. (I can’t wait for Gilmore The Merrier on Up Tv, 24 hours of pure Gilmore and on my bday too!)

Also, you can totally have another prompt of you want!!

[welcometololaland]

YES @celeritas2997 you just reminded me - fic rec friday is for everyone like I have no fucking idea what's going down in teen wolf or merlin or gilmore girls fic world but I LOVE seeing those recs in the list. imo the more diverse the better! and please rec older fics too! the more the merrier (even if it means I have to make like 20 posts because the links keep breaking my draft lol)

seriously guys like the way I get excited for fic rec friday is insane I legit read all the posts and fangirl over the way y'all describe your favourite fics it's like a drug to me to see people loving the shit out of other peoples art 💕 idk why but I'm in my feelings rn about fandom love I would fucking lie on the floor and bask in it if I could