Title: Just A Classic Fairy Tale
Summary: Stars Hollow is the perfect setting for a fairy tale. But Rory's perfect existence comes crashing down with the arrival of someone that could ruin the perfection.
Rating: PG-13 right now, will be NC-17
Genre: Romance/Angst
Pairings: R/J
Feedback: Please. This is my first posted fic and I would love all feedback, good and bad.
Disclaimer: The WB and Amy Sherman-Palladino own everything. I own only the plot.
In this blessed world, things always seemed to be just this side of perfect. The grass was always greener; the sun always shone brighter; things just seemed better. It was like a scene from a storybook. Like a postcard, the scenery, the homes, the citizens all fit together like pieces of a peaceful puzzle.
Serenity, ideal, tranquility, appealing, each and every sugary, syrupy sweet word could be used to describe the town.
The sky was perpetually a clear blue, the clouds never turned dark or gray. If rain dared to fall, it was never the raging torrent of tears, but a soft trickle. Flowers bloomed, birds chirped, it was everything you'd ever read about and more.
In a sea of cities where crime and punishment were the norm, a town such as this, full of sweetness and light, could only be described as impossible.
But it wasn't.
Darkness, pain, suffering. All of these things were taboo. Nothing could ever be wrong there, it wasn't allowed. Hate was outlawed. Anger was forbidden. The flames of mistrust and jealousy were not permitted to thrive.
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Throughout history, the antagonist and the protagonist have always had to come to head. That was the way it worked.
The antagonist is the cliché bad boy. They're dangerous, often captivating, gorgeous, but threatening.
The protagonist is the hero. The handsome, dashing, charismatic hero that everyone loves. He's safe, the good boy.
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The final confrontation, the final battle, without it occurring, life as we know it would not exist. You could not distinguish the good from the evil; they would blend together, bleed together, without that final battle, when the bad were extinguished.
The protagonist always won. Movies, stories, the hero, the prince, he always triumphed. Light over dark. That was the way it was.
But in recent years, movies, books, entertainment have allowed the antagonist to win. They'd beat the protagonist. Sometimes they'd make you care about the anti-hero. You want the dark. Good is boring, it suffers. Evil triumphs.
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All the best stories have two men fighting over one woman. The heroine. The beautiful, alluring, irresistible, perfect heroine.
Without this plot, life would be boring. If everyone always got what they wanted without a struggle, if it was always set in the perfect town, with the protagonist getting the heroine and the antagonist going back into the dark, there would be no drama.
And so our story begins.
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Summary: Stars Hollow is the perfect setting for a fairy tale. But Rory's perfect existence comes crashing down with the arrival of someone that could ruin the perfection.
Rating: PG-13 right now, will be NC-17
Genre: Romance/Angst
Pairings: R/J
Feedback: Please. This is my first posted fic and I would love all feedback, good and bad.
Disclaimer: The WB and Amy Sherman-Palladino own everything. I own only the plot.
In this blessed world, things always seemed to be just this side of perfect. The grass was always greener; the sun always shone brighter; things just seemed better. It was like a scene from a storybook. Like a postcard, the scenery, the homes, the citizens all fit together like pieces of a peaceful puzzle.
Serenity, ideal, tranquility, appealing, each and every sugary, syrupy sweet word could be used to describe the town.
The sky was perpetually a clear blue, the clouds never turned dark or gray. If rain dared to fall, it was never the raging torrent of tears, but a soft trickle. Flowers bloomed, birds chirped, it was everything you'd ever read about and more.
In a sea of cities where crime and punishment were the norm, a town such as this, full of sweetness and light, could only be described as impossible.
But it wasn't.
Darkness, pain, suffering. All of these things were taboo. Nothing could ever be wrong there, it wasn't allowed. Hate was outlawed. Anger was forbidden. The flames of mistrust and jealousy were not permitted to thrive.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Throughout history, the antagonist and the protagonist have always had to come to head. That was the way it worked.
The antagonist is the cliché bad boy. They're dangerous, often captivating, gorgeous, but threatening.
The protagonist is the hero. The handsome, dashing, charismatic hero that everyone loves. He's safe, the good boy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The final confrontation, the final battle, without it occurring, life as we know it would not exist. You could not distinguish the good from the evil; they would blend together, bleed together, without that final battle, when the bad were extinguished.
The protagonist always won. Movies, stories, the hero, the prince, he always triumphed. Light over dark. That was the way it was.
But in recent years, movies, books, entertainment have allowed the antagonist to win. They'd beat the protagonist. Sometimes they'd make you care about the anti-hero. You want the dark. Good is boring, it suffers. Evil triumphs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All the best stories have two men fighting over one woman. The heroine. The beautiful, alluring, irresistible, perfect heroine.
Without this plot, life would be boring. If everyone always got what they wanted without a struggle, if it was always set in the perfect town, with the protagonist getting the heroine and the antagonist going back into the dark, there would be no drama.
And so our story begins.
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