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magewritesstories · 10 months

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summary: Luke doesn’t understand where Jess’s sudden motivation to do well in school is coming from TW: none note: i love him sm, but it’s a pretty short fic

“I’m leaving!”

Luke looked up, astonished at the sight that greeted him. Jess stood in the doorway of the diner, with a book bag slung across his shoulder, headed towards the library.

This had been happening for about two weeks now. Every Wednesday at 15:45 on the dot his nephew— his school despising nephew— had been leaving to go to the Stars Hollow Library

The older brunet had made sure that he was actually going to the library and not off to Walmart to pick up some extra shifts.

Jess made his way across the townsquare towards the local library. Everyone who knew the boy in the slightest would know he had no business there— his habit of annotating books meant he couldn’t borrow any, and he despised the quiet— so why was Jess Mariano going to the Stars Hollow Library?

The answer was very simple; Jess had a crush.

You were always there. Sitting in a faraway corner, of the library, working on homework or reading for an assignment.

A few weeks ago he’d gathered the courage to walk up to you when you were reading Wuthering Heights. He was surprised when you remembered him from your english and biology classes (mostly because he was rarely there.)

You were sitting in your usual spot when Jess arrived. It was a small wooden desk, with enough place for two people. The edges of the table were worn, just like the fabric of the pillows on the chairs. There was small yellow-light over the table that blinked every now and then.

The black-haired boy made his way over to the table, letting his bag fall onto the floor with a loud thump.

The sudden sound made you look up from your math assignment, “Oh, Jess, hey,” You gave him a bright smile, “Didn’t think you were gonna make it today.”

“Oh please, I am nothing if not consistent,” He quipped as he tried to ignore the feeling of his heart hammering against his chest.

You rolled your eyes, “They only thing you’re consistent in is bailing, Mariano.” Jess shrugged, “Doesn’t really matter what it’s in, I am consistent.”

“I heard you missed the math quiz yesterday?” You asked, turning back to your homework, “And I missed you in english.”

The teen shrugged, grabbing his books, “I had some stuff to do.” You raised an eyebrow, “Stuff?”

“Yeah, stuff.”

“Well, you missed Ms Bledel handing out our assignment,” You continued. Another thing Jess loved about being around; you didn’t push too hard on things that weren’t your business.

You handed him a copy of your notes, “It’s a two person assignment, and since you weren’t there I made sure we were paired up— so you better not choose next week thursday to be consistent.”

Jess laughed, taking the papers, “I make no promises.”

It was a busy day in the diner when you stormed in. Jess was refilling Rory’s cup of coffee, when the bell rang and you shouted his name.

He looked up in surprise, along with Luke and Rory. “I got an A!” You shouted, running over to him. The black-haired boy wrapped his arms around you in surprise when you jumped towards him, “Thank you!”

You were referring to the fact that he’d helped you with the english assignment and you’d gotten an A for it— which was practically unachievable since Ms Bledel never gave A’s.

Jess rolled his eyes, hoping that the tinge of red on his cheeks wasn’t obvious, “It’s not a big deal,” He shrugged as you pulled away.

“It’s a huge deal,” You countered, “She never gives out A’s, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten an A for english in my life.”

Rory, who was watching the scene amusedly, nodded along, “Yeah, even I haven’t gotten an A in her class before.”

Having heard the commotion Luke walked over to the three teens, “I heard someone got an A?” You nodded, proudly holding up your’s and Jess’s copy of the assignment— bit with a red A on them.

“Oh this is so going on the fridge,” Luke smirked, which made the black-haired boy groan, “Please don’t...”

You giggled slightly at the scene in front of you, before realising you had other places to be. “I have to go,” You said, “But I’ll see you at the library tomorrow?”

That’s when it clicked in Luke’s head; the sudden motivation to do well in school had nothing to do with his threats of kicking Jess out if he failed, it was simple puppy love.

The brunet watched in amusement as his nephew’s eyes followed you all the way to the end of the street.

You had become Jess’s motivation.

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bealovesmarauders · 1 year

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Heyyy! You said you were writing for Gilmore Girls, are you writing for Jess? If so, could you please write headcanons for him or anything you want to write really. If you don’t want it its okay ofc💕

grumpy x sunshine / jess mariano

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jess mariano x reader (headcanons)

wc: 700

a/n: thank you so much for requesting!! yes i do write for jess!! one of my fave bfs other than james potter and gilbert blythe. they’re all so<33 i’m absolutely obsessed with the grumpy x sunshine trope rn and jess with that seems perfect so that’s what im gonna write about if thats ok!!

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jess has always been the bad boy of stars hollow since he moved. that is a fact. and when he meets you it completely throws him off because how can someone be so happy and sweet, and so beautiful at the same time?

obviously he’s not known for being optimistic… so when you meet him while working at luke’s, you try to make it your personal mission to have jess smile at least once a shift

luke thinks it’s great that you two have to work together because jess badly needs a good influence, and you’ve known luke since you were young so you’re completely and entirely trusted with the shop when luke goes fishing and whatever

jess is astounded

and then the way you treat the customers

even kirk likes you- he thinks you’re a wonderful break from whatever the hell luke’s attitude is

you’ve memorized everyone’s regular orders and never fail to serve someone without a smile on your face

at first it kinda pissed jess off tbh because he thinks it’s an act and not genuine

but as he gets to know you better he realizes that you’re just a really lovely sunshiney person no matter what, and hey, maybe you’re rubbing off on him a bit after all

one time he leaves his book at the counter while he’s on a break and you run up to the apartment to give it to him, even though there’s a backlog of customers

“you forgot your book downstairs”

he kind of stares at you, a smile creeping up

“thanks”

“you’re welcome”

more awkward pauses

“you should really use a bookmark, you know, it’s bad for the pages if you bend them like that”

“you read?”

“yeah. you should really start a new book, though. that one had a super unsatisfying ending”

“oh yeah?”

that’s when everything changes for him

the next shift he comes to work on your day off and you’ve left him a small package beside the coffee machine with his name in cursive on it

it’s a book

your handwriting is inside the front cover with a little note to him

‘for jess, this is my favorite book, don’t bend the pages please :)’

and then there’s a homemade bookmark

from then on you guys start trading books

and he starts smiling at you more

you guys get closer and more attached, working perfectly in sync at the diner- you’ll have the fries done at the same time he’s grilled a burger, so that everything stays warm for the customers

jess also starts doing more little things for you: wiping down the counter, helping clean up so you can go home earlier, giving you all the tips in the tip jar even though technically he deserves half

until one day you come into work late, eyes rimmed with red, furiously blinking tears away

he’s never seen you like this, so obviously he has to fix it

because you’re y/n l/n. you’re the sunshine of stars hollow

lorelai and rory are there, and so he asks lorelai to help man the coffee

jess takes you upstairs to his room, away from prying eyes, and asks you what’s wrong, cause he can tell

you just burst into tears

“hey hey hey, you’re okay, what’s wrong?”

cue protective jess.

through the tears you tell him how you’re overwhelmed with school, homework, the pressure to get into a good university, and how you feel like you’re supposed to handle it all by yourself

jess knows it’s not the time for wisecracks

so he wipes away the tears from your cheeks and listens as you talk

when you’ve calmed down, you hug him as a thank you

jess has never really been hugged before. luke and his mom aren’t very affectionate, especially physically

when you finally pull away, his touch lingers

and you kiss him on the cheek very quickly

that’s when jess knows you’re the one

you’ll always be his sunshine, even through both of your worst moments

and he knows he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you, and devote his days to hearing you laugh

but that’s a story for another time

i hope you like this!! thanks so much for requesting, sorry if this got a bit long or if it’s not what you're looking for. likes and reblogs are appreciated! <33

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amorchai · 4 months

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OMG IM IN LOVE WITH UR JESS MARIANO FICCS!! can i request a jess mariano x reader? the reader is a naturally loud and bubbly person. reader is talking to jess abt something they're excited abt, but realize that theyve been talking the entire time and jess hasnt said anything, reader automatically shuts down and stops themselves bc they're always told that theyre too loud and talk to much. i need the comfort fics😢😢 <3

jess assures you when you're insecure.

pairings: jess mariano x reader

words: 466

warning(s): insecurity ( r thinks they talk too much )

you had been mid-rant, jess fresh on break with a tea towel over his shoulder and hair tousled from the aftermath of mid-afternoon rush in luke’s café. when you had entered, the chaos of people leaving, jess breathed a sigh of relief and his uncle granted him his break.

you were talking about your long day at college – filled with dramatic students and unsympathetic professors, jess was sitting across from you, head perched on his palm staring at you.

“… i didn’t do one of the readings because i used that time to see you instead, god forbid i have a social life because he didn’t care… he just looked right at me and said that i should’ve known the answer.”

jess quirks a smile, a simple ‘how was your day?’ turning into a ramble that he didn’t dare interrupt. he knew you were interested in him, you just needed to offload and then you’d ask how his day was – even though his was significantly more boring than yours.

“anyways, i met paris for a bit during our free periods – she drove down and we grabbed some lunch. so that made me feel better, oh they had the best black coffee! paris loved it! i should take you sometime-”

you take notice into how jess is staring at you, your energy yields as you take it for boredom rather than admiration, the relationship was still fairly new in your defence.

“i would love that, baby,” jess replies.

your eyebrows furrow, your finger that previously runs across jess’ free palm stops. jess matches your expression, hand cupping yours with a small, “what’s just happened?” confused by the sudden silence and change of energy.

“no, sorry, was just rambling. i haven’t even asked you how your day was…” you trail off, looking down to your hands to avoid eye contact in case you might cry. jess tries to meet your gaze, head lobbing down, “it’s okay, i like listening to you talk.”

you look at him, eyes wide and confused, “you do?” jess’ heart throbs in his chest, unsure if you’ve been called out on being talkative or upbeat before, but a topic he’ll bring up another time. “’course, baby.”

your biting your lip anxiously, the need to kiss him very much sitting in your heart, if only you weren’t in the company of small-town eyes – babette sitting across the room. “how was your day?” you ask jess, smiling happily when he takes both your hands in his.

“alright, kirk saying this, dean annoying the living the hell outta me. but tell me more about the café. we could go on friday after your college class, yeah?”

you couldn’t help following your heart in leaning over and kissing jess, even if it was only for a few seconds.

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garbinge · 5 months

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Jane Austen and a New York bench

Jess Mariano x F!Reader Warnings: Fluff, light bickering/back and forth. Typical Jess angsty-ness. Summary: After school shenanigans with Jess in NY. Word Count: 1k All Writing Taglist: @drabbles-mc @justreblogginfics A/N: Never wrote for Gilmore Girls before but fun fact is actually one of my favorite shows!! I've watched it at least 10 times through. I am team Jess always and forever. Enjoy this light and fluffy (as fluffy as Jess can be while still being Jess) fic!

“I didn’t take you as a Jane Austen type.” You plopped down on the bench next to Jess.

“I never said I don’t like Jane Austen.” His voice was littered with frustration as he set the book down on his lap.

“True, but I’ve never seen you read anything by her.” You tucked your legs up on the bench so you were now facing Jess, your side now resting against the back of the bench.

“Until now.” He lifted the book up and dipped his head as he shook the book.

“Until now.” You agreed, nodding your head.

“Where you coming from?” Jess asked, adjusting himself so he could look at you, resting his arm along the back of the bench behind your shoulder.

“You know, there’s this establishment, institution some may call, that provide these spaces for learning and education and they’re usually in session from the morning to the afternoon.” You sarcastically explained.

“I must look into this fine establishment you speak of.” Jess responded.

“You know the more you miss the more you’ll have to make up for.” You leveled with your best friend.

“I’m caught up.” Jess’s voice raised in defense even though he still had a slacker attitude that was always impossible for him to lose.

“Yea, thanks to me.” You pulled away to grab books and notes from your bag to hand over to him.

He grabbed them and started filtering through them. “You know, your capital letters are always hard to read, it’s like a drop cap every start of a sentence.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers, Mariano. If you don’t like my notes, now hear me out," you paused for a few seconds as your eyebrows raised, "maybe you could go to school and take your own.” You faked a shock face like what you said was ground-breaking.

“But then we wouldn’t get to share these moments, that I cherish so deeply, with each other.”

You rolled your eyes and rested your head on Jess’ arm and closed your eyes.

For a moment you both sat there, you were soaking in the relaxation from a long day. Jess was taking the time to stare at you, taking in your features, his hand was beginning to get tangled in the fur of your coat as he lightly rubbed your shoulder.

“You hungry?” Jess asked at more of a whisper than he was speaking before in case you had began to fade to sleep.

“You buying?” You mumbled back to him, eyes still closed.

You felt his breath hit your face as he chuckled from your response. “Sure, hot dog?”

“With everything on it.” You pouted and thought if you wanted anything else. “And a soda, ginger ale–no, coke.”

He let out another laugh. “I’ll get a ginger ale and you get a coke, we’ll share.”

“You’re wasting that brilliant mind not coming to school, Mariano.” You were already off the bench and starting to walk down the busy New York street as you yelled back to him.

Jess was still smiling as he gathered his things quickly before catching up with you.

“Maybe I’m too brilliant for school.”

“I change my mind that statement proves you have no brain cells.” You teased him as you approached the hot dog cart and began ordering.

As Jess handed the man a $20 bill, you were beginning to balance the drinks and hot dogs and finding another bench in the same park you were just in.

Jess was close behind you and wafted a paper tray of french fries in your face before plopping down next to you.

“Okay, that earns you TWO braincells.” You spoke with a mouth full of hot dog, covering your mouth with your hand to hide the half chewed food.

“French fries have to earn me at least 4 and the salt pepper combo another 2. So I should be at like 10.” He argued as he unwrapped his hot dog.

“You should be at zero again, you can’t do simple addition.” You teased.

His smile grew and he was grabbing something from behind his back and before you could question anything the plastic cup filled with liquid gold was shining in front of your eyes like the angels from above had presented it to you.

“Melted cheese?” You took a deep breath in shock and happiness all at once.

“Melted cheese.” Jess repeated your question as a statement and held it out further for you to take.

“But you haaaate getting the side order of cheese, you say its a rip off.” You were quick to remove the cap off the plastic container and dip a french fry in it pretty immediately. As you ate the cheese dipped fry you dropped your shoulders in an act to show how great it tasted.

“I’m not oblivious to the greatness of a hot dog cart melted cheese cup, I just think $2.00 for a tiny cup of cheese is ridiculous.” He argued as he was making his way to dip his own fry in the sauce.

“But yet you did it this time.” You were pointing at him with a french fry while your other hand was bringing up your soda to drink, eyes slightly frowning trying to figure him out.

“Because you like it, and I like when you’re happy.” It was a short sentence but for someone like Jess who grunted or rarely spoke about anything emotional in more than two syllables it might has well have been a novelized love letter.

You paused and looked up at him, he had spoken the sentence so nonchalant as he was switching sodas with you, again another action to prove his thoughtfulness.

“Jess, the romantic.” It was a playful comment but there was truth behind it when you spoke it.

He smiled at the comment snd continued to pick through the food that was spread along the bench.

“What can I say it’s all that Jane Austen.”

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loonylupinblack3 · 1 year

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Jess Mariano x Reader

Pairing: Jess Mariano x reader

Warnings: none

Summary: it's cold outside and Jess helps you out

Word count: 1.1k

You’d been walking around town for a while now, the chilly night air starting to get to you. You rubbed your arms to get some semblance of warmth as you tried to think of what to do. You didn't want to go home, not with your mother bound to be there. After the vicious fight you two had, you had no longing to be anywhere near her, which unfortunately left you with no place to sleep tonight. You knew you should go back, you knew it would be the smart, reasonable thing to do, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it as you remembered the words your mother had spat at you as she stared at you with revulsion.

Of course you’d had fights with your mother before, but when she wanted she could be particularly cruel, and tonight she had certainly wanted to be cruel. She was pissed at you because you’d failed an important test at school, a failure she said had to do with a certain raven-haired boy currently residing above Luke’s diner. She believed that Jess was a bad influence on you and since you'd refused to stop hanging out with him, your mother sought other ways to convince you he was bad, namely blaming every single failure you had onto him. You were sick of defending him to your mother whenever you made a mistake, and so you had said some things you shouldn’t have, which caused the massive fight to implode, and here you were. Walking around Stars Hollow late on a Tuesday night with nowhere to sleep.

You were about to relent and go home, wondering if you’d be able to sneak into your second story window, when you heard someone call your name.

“Y/n.”

You looked up and found Jess leaning out of his window, staring at you with a slight smirk and smug expression.

“Jess?” you asked in disbelief.

His smirk widened “Y/n. Enjoy your walk?”

Your brows furrowed in confusion. “What?”

“Seen you walking around for a while. Cold night for a stroll, don’t you think?”

You let out a huff, crossing your arms as you stared at the boy you were so reluctantly fond of.

“Shut up,” you muttered, though you made sure you were loud enough for him to hear you.

“I’m guessing that means you don’t want to come in for a hot chocolate.”

Your head perked up as you stared at him. “Are you offering?”

Jess rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t very well say it if I wasn’t offering, would I?”

You grinned and walked up to the diner, crossing your arms to savour any warmth you might have while you waited for Jess to come downstairs. How slow could he be? Eventually you saw the diner light up and Jess walk towards the door, his stride leisurely despite the fact you were contracting hypothermia right that second.

Jess did open the door though, and as soon as he did you were inside, as far from the door as possible as you felt your whole body shiver in delight at the change of temperature. Maybe you wouldn’t contract hypothermia after all.

Jess snorted at your reaction and started making the hot chocolate while you trailed behind him, unused to being in the diner when everyone else was gone.

“Where’s Luke?” you asked, eyes darting around the place as if Luke would spawn there any moment.

Jess shrugged, his back to you as he stirred the hot chocolates. “Out at something. Can’t quite remember. He’s not gonna be back till later.”

You raised your eyebrows, checking your watch which said 11:45pm. “When exactly is later?”

Jess shrugged again. “I dunno. Later.”

You rolled your eyes but gratefully accepted the warm cup of hot chocolate he placed into your hands. You took a sip, burning your tongue slightly but you didn’t care. It was nice and warm and you were still so cold after spending most of the night outside with the snow in just a flimsy cardigan.

“You look cold,” Jess observed over his hot chocolate.

“You don’t say?”

Jess placed his mug on the counter. “I’m serious. How long were you out there?”

You checked your watch again. “I don’t know. A few hours? I left just after dinner so…”

Jess didn’t need to ask why. You’d complained enough about your mother that Jess knew when you had a fight it tended to be big, and staying outside while it snowed for hours was a pretty clear sign that whatever happened had been big.

Jess sighed. “You’re an idiot, you know that? Come on, I’ve got blankets upstairs.”

Jess took your hand and you complied, though you brought your hot chocolate with you. When you arrived in Luke and Jess’s tiny apartment, Jess led you to his bed where there were clothes, books, and most importantly, blankets scattered across the area.

You carefully placed you cup on a table and found one of Jess’s jumpers to put on, as well as not one, not two, but three blankets that you wrapped tightly around you. Still, you couldn’t stop the chills racking your body from all your time outside. Jess had sat next to you on his bed and was quietly watching you while you froze away, until he let out a frustrated sigh and tugged you towards him.

“What are you doing-“

You didn’t get to finish before Jess ripped you of every layer you had just wrapped yourself in – minus the jumper – and you squawked in outrage. Jess ignored you, rewrapping both of you in the cocoon of blankets and pulling you closer until your head rested against his chest.

“There,” he said. “Body heat.”

You rolled your eyes but nestled further into his embrace, feeling the delicious heat surround you. The two of you stayed there like that, holding on to one another, until you tilted your head to look up at him.

“Thank you,” you said. “For doing this.”

Jess raised an eyebrow. “Doing what, exactly?”

You shrugged. “Letting me stay over, keeping me warm, the hot chocolate.”

Jess looked at you silently before carefully brushing some hair away from your face. His hand stopped on your face, before a slow smile crept across his face.

“You’re all good,” he said quietly, tugging you closer to him.

You placed your head into the crook of his neck so he couldn’t see you smiling, and slowly, as you listened to the steady beat of Jess’s heart and felt some feeling come back to your fingers and toes, you drifted to sleep, wrapped up in Jess’s embrace.

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the-amazing-simp · 1 year

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Midnight Rain | J.M.

📝 Title: Midnight Rain

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: The story of how you fell in love with Jess Mariano and how second chances exist

🎶: Midnight Rain by Taylor Swift

💌: my first Jess Mariano fic, hope you guys like it!

You never knew what love truly felt like until Jess Mariano walked into your life.

It was just another typical day, walking into Luke’s diner for your morning dose of caffeine with Rory while her mother went to get a newspaper.

Then there he was, wearing a metallica t-shirt with red long sleeves, bickering with Luke about his choice of outfit for the day.

“Hello?” Rory waved a hand in front of your face with a teasing smile, “Do you want to sit down or are you just going to stand there?”

Clearing your throat, you gave the mystery boy one more glance before you nodded, “Yeah, of course we’re sitting down.”

While Rory placed the order, you pulled out your current read and started where you had left off.

“Emily Dickinson?” A deep voice said as coffee was poured into your cup, “A remarkable poet and woman, or so I’ve heard.”

Looking up, you see the mysterious boy now standing in front of you, “She is. You’ve read her work?”

The boy shrugged, “A little here and there.”

You nodded to the book in your hands, “You can borrow this one if you want, I’m just rereading it anyway.”

“Really?” He asked, a mischievous smile growing on his lips, “You wouldn’t mind?”

“Would I be offering if I did?” You countered.

“Touche.” He chuckled as you handed him the book, “Thanks.”

“You’re Luke’s nephew right?”

“I’d rather be known as Jess. And from what I can deduct, you’re Rory’s friend?”

“I’d rather be known as Y/N.”

–

“Done.” Jess walked in pace with you as you were on your way to the bookstore.

“Done with what?” You asked, making him hand you the Emily Dickinson collection of poems you loaned him three days ago.

“The book.” He answered as you took it from him.

“What’s the verdict then?”

“It was okay, also I did write some thoughts in the margins.”

Flipping open the book, you were met with his neat handwriting filling up all the empty spaces, “Wow. I thought you said you haven’t read it much?”

Jess gave a smile, “What is much anyway?”

“Point taken.” You smiled as he pushed open the door for you.

–

“You seem to be alone today.” Jess noted as he sat in the chair in front of you, “Not here with the rest of your coffee trio?”

You laughed, closing your book to give him your full attention, “Sadly no. Rory is off tolerating Paris since the latter is freaking out over something and Lorelai is attending to something at the inn.”

“Pity.” Jess’ signature mischievous smirk in place, “But on the bright side, I guess I’ll have you all to myself.”

“Oh really?” You giggled.

Before Jess could give his witty remark, Luke could be heard from behind the counter, “Jess, I do not pay you to flirt with the customers!”

“First of all, you don’t pay me at all.” Jess stood up, coffee pot in hand, “Second, I only flirt with this particular customer.”

And before he left your table, he leaned forward and pecked you on the cheek.

You couldn’t control the smile that adorned your lips as the heat crawled its way up to your cheeks.

Oh, but Jess Mariano was far from done, “I’ll pick you up at 8 tomorrow night for our first date?” He calls out as he makes his way to the counter.

Looking over your shoulder, it kept all of your willpower just to stop yourself from laughing at Luke’s rather shocked expression, “Sounds like a perfect plan.”

–

“Fine, laugh all you want but no one else can change my mind on the fact that Romeo and Juliet is a complete scam.” Jess said, stabbing his chocolate ice cream with the small spoon the dessert came with.

You were quiet for a moment as you took a bite off your mint chocolate ice cream, making it seem like you were thinking about what he said, “I know right! Rory refuses to hear a word I say on the matter but how stupid can Romeo be to see that Juliet was breathing?”

“It was a sleeping potion, it would be impossible for her to not breathe.” Jess interjected.

“Yeah, and people have the audacity to call it the greatest love story of all time when the title clearly belongs to ‘The Notebook’.” You said, taking another spoonful of your ice cream.

“Mhm.” He nodded in agreement, “Alie and Noah beat out Romeo and Juliet anyday.”

“You know, you’re adorable whenever you talk about books.” Your boyfriend added.

You swear that your face is 13 shades of red right now, and not because of the summer heat, “So do you.”

“I’m serious.”

“I am too.”

He rolls his eyes with a chuckle, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “Everything you do is adorable. From the way you would practically scrutinize every single bad decision in a tv show to the way you like to smell newly-bought books before putting it away.”

“Oh, so now we’re pointing out my awful quirks?” You teased.

“Lorelai’s sarcasm is now starting to rub off of you.” Jess mused, “Can I kiss you?”

“You better. ‘Cause I’ll be so mad if you don’t.”

–

It was surprising how you didn’t break the door as you ran into the diner.

“Luke, where’s Jess?” You said, hoping that the envelope in your hand wouldn’t be too crumpled with how tight you were holding on to it.

“In the apar-” He didn’t need to finish his statement as you bounded up the stairs faster than anyone has ever done.

“Looks like somebody’s excited.” Lorelai noted with a smile to which Luke just shrugged.

Immediately jumping into his arms once the door opened, it was a surprise how Jess was still able to keep his balance.

“Woah, someone might’ve got a sugar rush today.” Your boyfriend teased as you started to calm down a little.

“My book is getting published!” Finally brandishing the news you wanted to relay, you held out the envelope to him.

“See? I told you, they’d love you!” Jess grinned, taking the letter out and reading it over.

“I mean it’s nothing permanent yet.” You said, smile still intact, “The book still has to go through a round of edits and all, there’s no contract yet but they’re interested!”

In his delight, Jess picked you up and spun you around before pecking a kiss to your lips, “C’mon let’s go out.”

“What for?” You asked, still dizzy yet you weren’t sure if it was from being spun around or being kissed.

“Duh, to celebrate? What else would we go out for?” He then grabbed his coat before pulling you out of the apartment.

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“Jess, you know it’s not that easy.” You sighed, tired of having to explain this over and over again.

“You’re the one who’s making it complicated.” He argued.

“Jess, the publication firm specifically told me that if I moved out of Stars Hollow then the deal is over. My book won’t get published.” You said, exasperated, “Hence, I cannot move to Philadelphia with you.”

Jess was getting tired of this discussion too, “Then pull it out! I’m going to be writing my book too, then we can look for a publishing firm together.”

“And put my dream on hold?” You gave a humorless chuckle, “Let me think about it, oh wait, the answer is practically obvious - I won’t.”

“So you’re going to choose your dreams over me?”

“Yes Jess, why on earth would you expect me not to?”

“I don’t know because you love me!”

You scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief, “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll compromise my dreams, my future for you.”

“I would’ve done that for you.” Jess countered.

“Then I’m sorry if I can’t say the same.” You could feel your throat tightening with every passing moment, you knew how this would end - and you hated it.

“If that’s the case, then I’m going to Philadelphia with or without you.” He said, packing up the last of his clothes and stuff.

“And I’m not stopping you.” The tears were now freely dripping down your face, like raindrops on a windowsill.

“Fine.” Jess said, not being able to look at you since he hated seeing you cry then without so much as another word he left your apartment, slamming the door on his way out.

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It’s been years since that fateful day. It took you a while to get over it but as Lorelai said, “Trains barely even wait for you at the station, so why would life?”

Part of you didn’t regret staying in Stars Hollow, you already had 3 published books to date and was now working on your 4th one. But a part of you would always ask the “what-if?”

The other night, you saw Jess on the news - proudly promoting the book he had just published. You had forgiven him, after all the time had passed, but you can’t help and wonder about the life you gave away.

“Oh hey, can you go get some coffee to-go? Mom needs me to save her from another one of Ms. Patty’s set-ups.” Rory said, looking up from her pager.

You nodded, “Yeah sure.”

Personally, you could never tire of the ambience that meets you when you walk into Luke’s diner, it’s hardly changed over the years.

“Hello Y/N, let me guess, a cup of coffee?” Luke greeted you with a smile, thankfully still fond of you despite what had happened with his nephew.

“Three to go actually.” You said, returning the smile.

“I see some things never really change.” A familiar voice, one you had thought that you would never hear again, reached your ears.

There he was, standing by the door in all of his glory, as if he never left.

“Jess.” You said in awe, not noticing that Luke had started tending to other customers - giving you and your old flame some privacy.

“Y/N.” He may have been older, but the same boyish, mischievous smile was there.

Even if you had imagined this day before, every word you had rehearsed was reduced to rubble. You tried to think of something to say, but everything you could ever possibly know in the English language is now gone.

“I see you’re now one of Stars Hollow’s pride and joy.” Jess teased, slowly walking towards you.

“Pride and joy may be a little of an overstatement.” You said, “I see life’s been treating you well too. Loved how you foreshadowed the plot twist.”

Jess sat down on the bar stool nearest to you, “All of your books were simply impeccable.”

Then with a smile, he pulled a book out of his bag, “Though, I must say, your second one is my favorite.”

Your heart sank as you braced yourself for the teasing/mocking you get in a few short minutes.

Jess had started to read the synopsis, “He was a montage. A love potion that works in slow motion. He could hardly be described as sunshine but he wanted it comfortable and stayed the same. She was midnight rain, she wanted that pain, would rather chase that fame and all of her changed. Their love was like a postcard of paradise, picture perfect - a guaranteed happy ending. But is anything in life ever guaranteed?”

You sighed, “Jess-”

“It’s about us isn’t it?” He said, not a trace of any childish humor in his tone.

“If you mean that our relationship served as an inspiration, then yes.” You said.

“Hm.” Jess contemplated, tracing the small picture of you on the jacket cover, “But they had a happy ending.”

You shrugged, “A part of me dreamed of getting that ending.”

“And who says that it's too late for us to have that ending?” He asked, pushing himself off the stool and now standing right in front of you.

You tried not to get your hopes up, “Do you think we could make it work? Pick up where we left it off?”

He reached forward to push the hair out of your eyes, “I mean it won’t always be sunshine and rainbows. We’ll have fights and all but I think that I want to be able to have those fights with you and resolve them with you. Remember when we had that discussion about Romeo and Juliet?”

Furrowing your brows, you didn’t have a clue where this was going, “Yeah?”

“Alie and Noah may be able to beat out Romeo and Juliet anyday, but I never thought that their story was the greatest one.” Jess said.

“Then who’s?” Your heart was beating faster with every passing second as you had a hint on what the answer was.

“Ours.”

“But, what about your life in Philadelphia? What about your publishing firm?”

“I can work remotely, then I’ll just go down to Philadelphia if I have to fix something and all. I lost you once, I can’t bear to lose you again.”

Persistent. One of the many things that made you fall in love with Luke’s nephew in the first place.

Without missing a beat, you grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket and pressed your lips to his.

“I’m guessing that’s a yes then?”

“Obviously.”

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Hey! Happy 11K girlie!! You deserve it!! Also funny enough I just left OBX and didn’t realize until I saw one of your posts and put 2&2 together that that stood for OuterBanks lmaoo anyywayyy:

I’d love to request a Jess Mariano x Roommate! reader

The first bullet point on the Roommate AU’s where they move in with a mural friend it’s like enemies to lovers: what if the mural friend is the Readers Brother (Foster , biological, adoptive whatever). They know Jess from the publishing scene and their sister (Reader) needs a place to crash for a while. Jess and the brother have been living together for a while and are comfortable but like the sister comes and messes up what Jess calls in a sarcastic tone “the Feng shui”.Maybe Reader is an Artist and fills the flat with art and that’s how her and Jess bond? Or

((This is the Roommate AU : We’re both moving into the same apartment with a mutual friend of ours but we didn’t know each other and it’s dislike at first sight, but now we’ve got to live together))

Thank you!!! And 🤣 about the obx/outer banks thing!!

Roommates - Jess Mariano

Summary: you move into your brother's apartment and clash with his roommate, Jess.

A/N: You know I wrote this whole thing and forgot the feng shui line! I really wanted to use it too but then I couldn't figure out where to fit it in and I really wanted to post this so I apologize for that!!

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Maybe if he closed his eyes and opened them again, or punched himself hard enough, everything would be back in its place. His mug, sentimental in that he’d swiped it from Luke’s the first time he moved out of Stars Hollow, would be sitting right there inside the cabinet door above the coffee maker (the only valuable thing you’d contributed to the apartment, in his opinion).

“Are you having an aneurysm or something?”

Jess turned around almost comically slow, hand still on the doorknob of the cabinet, to find you standing behind him with the exact mug that he was looking for in one hand, eyebrow raised skeptically. No one had ever claimed that Jess wasn’t judgemental, but you might have outmatched him in that category. The look on your face right now surely beat half a life’s worth of judgement on his end.

“I was trying to have a cup of coffee, couldn’t find my mug.” He made a point of looking at the mug in your hands, his mug, as if to get his words across. Passive aggressive maybe, but when he moved into this apartment with another editor at Truncheon he hadn’t expected to be saddled with you too.

You were only supposed to be down in Philadelphia for a week. At least, that was what your brother had led Jess to believe when he’d first posed the idea to him. “Hey, my sister’s in town for a couple days, would it be cool if she crashed with us?” Jess wasn’t heartless, he agreed to a couple days (your brother apparently didn’t understand the definition of a couple) but this wasn’t visiting. You had all your stuff in their apartment, crammed in with their stuff. Clothes and wound up in the wrong pile, in the wrong room. Art supplies that littered countertops and desks.

He’d admit that you were a talented artist, he’d admired a few of the pieces that you had in your room whenever he happened to be in there (returning pairs of socks or taking back the pen you borrowed and never returned). But being a talented artist didn’t make you less of a pain in his ass.

“There are other mugs.” You replied, finally stepping around him and refilling the mug that was in your hands. His mug.

In all honesty it was a simple mistake. You hadn’t intentionally taken the mug that apparently had such a sentimental place in Jess’ heart that he was debating not having coffee at all, you had just reached for the first one available.

When Jess didn’t say anything and made no move to acknowledge that there were, in fact, other mugs in the cabinet, you finally spoke again, “I can throw this out? I’ll even rinse all the girl cooties off it,” you teased.

Your brother had described Jess as ‘super chill’ and while your brother had never been spot on with descriptions you hadn’t expected him to be so far off either.

“I don’t want any.” Jess finally said, closing the cabinet and moving passed you into the hallway.

“It’s a mug Jess, it’s not the end of the world,” you remarked, setting the cup of coffee on the counter and going into the refrigerator for cream.

“My mug,” Jess clarified, turning back around to you, “and my printer because apparently yours is busted and my t-shirt cause you don’t wanna get stains on yours. You know; I put up with a lot of your brother’s shit at work, I don’t feel like getting stuck with your shit around the apartment when I’m home.”

“First of all, the printer is in the living room, you don’t want me to use it? Move it. Second of all, do you even listen to Metallica or was it just some stupid ‘don’t talk to me’ shirt you got in high school to repel people? Cause you don’t really strike me as the heavy metal type.”

“Stay out of my stuff.” Jess replied, leaving the kitchen and heading to his bedroom. He was half-tempted to rip the mug off the counter and pour the coffee in the sink but he was thirty and that seemed a little childish for thirty.

Things with Jess didn’t get any better when you extended your timeline in Philly to include a couple extra months (“I’ve got a show in D.C. but it’s stupid for me to move everything down there for a month when I can just commute on the weekends”). Jess made a comment about you grifting your way along the east coast despite both of you knowing that you paid your share of the rent every month on time. Things didn’t get better, necessarily, but they didn’t get worse either. You stayed out of his way for the most part and, aside from the Metallica shirt that had paint stains on it, you made a mental note to stay out of his things.

“I already told you I wasn’t going,” Jess commented, hanging his keys by the door and dropping his backpack. He was on the phone, switching it to speaker and placing it on the entryway table as he kicked his shoes off.

Your brother’s voice came through the speakers, “Oh come on man; I can’t go. I thought I could but I’ve got a date tonight and I can’t cancel again.”

“That’s not my fault, I told you I didn’t wanna do these parties.” Jess replied.

You had been working on a painting in your room, door ajar, and you could hear Jess on the phone. You weren’t one to eavesdrop but you couldn’t help yourself, stretching your arms and heading into the hallway, slowly making your way into the living room. Jess was still on the phone, attempting to make a case for not going to the party. It was more a wine and cheese night to schmooze the people who gave money to Truncheon and that wasn’t Jess’ scene at all but your brother was never good at scheduling himself, or being responsible, and Jess was usually the one to pay the price.

“I’ll go with you,” you spoke up before you could even really think about what you were offering. Spending an entire evening at a stuffy cocktail party in a used bookstore with a roommate who actively hated you; it wasn’t your best decision but you were art blocked and Jess was a surprising source of inspiration.

Your brother asked what was happening as Jess stared at you, mildly surprised, “your sister’s gonna go with me.”

“Maybe you guys can resolve all the weird sexual tension.” Your brother announced and Jess scrambled to quiet the phone.

“You were on speaker you moron,” he snapped, carrying his phone and his backpack into his bedroom.

Jess didn’t give you much more information but you’d been to plenty of events like this for galleries and knew most of what to expect. You dressed nice enough, you sipped at a familiar red wine and you talked to some older man about the Subsect and tried to keep an eye on Jess just in case you needed an excuse to make a get away.

A couple of times throughout the evening you made eye contact, raising your eyebrows in amusement or offering a smirk at something someone else said. Jess would smile or roll his eyes and you couldn’t help that little flutter in your chest, you were actually enjoying his company even if you were mostly separated. This was better than you expected it to be. Long and tiring but better than you had expected.

“Thanks for helping out,” Jess mentioned, as you tossed the last of the small plastic hors-d'oeuvre plates into the trash bag he was carrying.

“Oh, this isn’t the first time Chris has dropped the ball and it definitely won’t be the last. Besides, I don’t mind cleaning up.” You replied, honestly. You weren’t sure you wanted to outright admit to him that you were actually enjoying the evening; bickering with each other at home wasn’t always ideal but there was a part of you that enjoyed the relationship you and Jess had.

“I meant coming along tonight.” Jess answered, “I hate these things...made it a little more bearable.”

“Are you saying you enjoyed my company?” You laughed.

“From the sounds of it you enjoyed that shitty book I wrote.” He replied. He’d overheard you mention it a few times and talk like someone who truly understood the subject matter.

“I’ve read it a couple times, I really do enjoy it.” You replied, setting down the cups in your hands, “you should be proud of your work Jess, it’s really incredible.”

“You too,” He finally said after a long pause, “your talented, your art pieces are really something. Almost makes up for you being a terrible roommate.”

“Hey! Would a terrible roommate have come here with you?” You asked. This was the most you and Jess had really gotten along with each other since you moved in and you were enjoying the chance to really talk to him.

“They would have forced me to go in their place,” he replied, obviously insinuating your brother.

“Oh, I’ve got no control over Chris,” you moved over to the desk that they’d converted into a makeshift bar top, checking for empty bottles of wine. In among them was your favorite red and you realized than that you’d been sipping it all night. Jess had gotten drinks for the both of you when you’d first arrived and you hadn’t even realized that the wine was that until you were standing there holding the bottle. “This is my favorite.”

“I know,” Jess commented, “I asked Matt to get it for tonight.”

You couldn’t wrap your mind around his admission, whether because you were slightly tipsy or because the evening wasn’t quite going the way you had expected. “How’d you know?”

“I remember you bringing it home a couple months ago, you said you couldn’t believe the wine store had it and that it was your favorite.” Jess recalled. You’d been so excited that night you had poured Chris and Jess both glasses and insisted they each had some.

“Sorry I just...I didn’t even know you were paying attention.”

“I’m a writer,” Jess shrugged, “I have an eye for detail.”

You laughed and nodded your head, replacing it on the desktop. You wanted to say more about it, ask him what other details he might have noticed about you, maybe even mention a few that you had noticed about him, but this didn’t quite feel like the time yet. Maybe soon, hopefully soon, but just not yet. For now, cleaning up Truncheon after a party and talking about stuffy rich people who thought they were cultured because they liked indie books was good enough.

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finnicks · 1 year

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( fic ) pumpkin mania

pumpkin mania

gilmore girls | jess/rory; teen; 6828 words

Pumpkin Mania is here! Stars Hollow’s annual pumpkin carving contest and auction is back for another grand season of competitive pumpkin carving and robust bidding!

This year, Rory does her best to try and persuade Jess to sign up, Lane works hard to dissuade Dave from participating, Lorelai tries to trick Lukeintoparticipating, and Paris, well… Taylor Doose may update the event’s terms and conditions to uninvite her next year.

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magewritesstories · 10 months

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[ ɢɪʟᴍᴏʀᴇ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ] ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

ᴊᴇꜱꜱ ᴍᴀʀɪᴀɴᴏ — ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄᴀᴛ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

♠ Jess is the black cat boyfriend no debate

♠ his favourite activities are browsing bookstores in New York to find the most ridiculous books and having movie nights at with home-made pizza

♠ his gifts are usually consist of annotated books and/or CD’s he’s burned for you

♠ so touch starved, like so touch starved, his love language is definitely physical touch

♠ would do just about anything if you just bat your eyelashes at him

ᴘᴀʀɪꜱ ɢᴇʟʟᴇʀ — ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

♦ study dates, study dates, study dates

♦ probably mistook your flirting for picking a fight until Rory told her that you were flirting with her or you just straight up told her you wanted to kiss

♦ loves to do things for you just because, carrying your bags, making you coffee/tea when you working, because you deserve to be pampered, her love language is acts of service no doubt in my mind

♦ when it comes to gift giving it’s usually offhanded like, “Yeah I saw it in the store and bought it, no big deal.”

♦ she’s pretty stubborn so getting her to do things is hard but she ends up doing them because it’s you, and she would do anything for even if she complains 70% of the time

ʟᴏɢᴀ�� ʜᴜɴᴛᴢʙᴇʀɢᴇʀ — ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴏᴜꜱ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

♣ he takes you to so many places, sometimes it’s places he’s been other times he spotted a new restaurant on his way and he decides to take you there next time the two of you go out.

♣ his favourite thing to do is go shopping for you, particularly enjoys buying you clothes and accessories and then seeing you wear them

♣ Logan’s love language is definitely gif giving, and more often than not the gift are expensive (read: birkin bag.)

♣ whenever he plans dates it’s the out there stuff he thinks you’ll enjoy doing, but he doesn’t mind having dinner at home with a good movie or some music either

♣ he would also do anything for you, even the things you ask him to do halfheartedly or jokingly

ʀᴏʀʏ ɢɪʟᴍᴏʀᴇ — ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

♥ her favourite kinds of dates are the calm ones, like browsing bookstores and going to museums

♥ she loves to sit with you on the couch until ungodly hours just talking about random things or having deep conversations, although the ones about the future are her favourites

♥ love language is words of affirmation, mainly because growing up Lorelai thought her how important communication is in all her relationships

♥ Rory doesn’t really like dates in crowded places, she enjoys the occasional concert or outing to a busy place, but low-key dates will always be superior in her opinion

♥ getting her to do something she doesn’t want to is impossible, she’s very stubborn and when she doesn’t want to do something it’s very hard to convince her to do it

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Pop of Colour

Flufftober, October 9th

Female reader x Jess Mariano

Summary: Jess asks you paint his nails

Warnings: none

A/n: this is the first Gilmore Girls fic I've written, I hope it's good! Oh, and this is ooc but Jess is my sweet baby, so hush and read! ...only if you want to <3

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Jess is sitting on your bed, leaning against your headboard with one of your pillows in his lap. He watches as you screw the top back on your nail polish. He watched you paint your nails the whole time.

He's always been interested in painted nails and always wished he could have his colorful as well. But he knows people will point it out and they'll make fun of him, as his mom had always told him, even when she was drunk or high as a kite. All her boyfriends and husbands had made it very clear that boys should never have painted nails or wear any makeup when Jess once came back home from school after coloring his nails with markers at school.

"You okay, Jess?" You ask him, noticing his eyes trained on your hands. "Um, yeah, sorry" he looks up at your face.

After a pause he opened his mouth again, "I-I was wonderin if you could, uh, paint...my nails? please?" He knows that he's not good at asking for things or asking about stuff, but he's been trying since you guys started dating.

"Oh, yeah, of course, hun. Come over here" You softly smile and nod over to the other chair with a sweater draped over the back of it.

He blinks for a second, surprised that you said yes, and puts your pillow back. He climbs off the bed and sits down on the chair. You pull out your small basket with nail polish and sit on your chair, holding it out to him.

"You can choose whatever colour you want," You tell him and he takes the basket from you.

He gently rummages through the different colours and pulls a dark red one out. He hesitantly hands it to you and places the basket on your desk.

You take it from Jess and shake it for a couple seconds. "Good choice" You twist the top open. "Okay, place your left hand on the desk and keep it still," You tell him. He nods, obliging to the order. He places his left hand on the wood surface.

As you paint his nails, his eyes are focused on the strokes of the small brush. Every time you dip the brush back into the polish and start on the next nail, he feels the coolness of the strong smelling dyed chemical.

"Aaand...done" you twist the top back onto the bottle and put it with the rest of them.

Jess looks down at both of his hands. A smile perks up on his face when he sees the shiny polish on his nails.

"You like?" You ask, seeing the smile on his face. "I love 'em...thank you" He answers, still working on not being closed off with his thoughts and emotions.

"Of course, any time. Now, just for the next five minutes, keep your hands still, especially the one I just painted, to make sure nothing smudges" You put the basket away before leaning against the desk.

"But what if I wanted to kiss you?" Jess smirks, trying to put his 'bad boy' image back up. "Hmm, cute" You smirk back, knowing exactly what he's trying to do.

"You'll have to wait, for now, this'll have to suffice" You lean down and kiss his forehead.

"Oh, come on, not even a real kiss" He pouts, something that's new for him, but he makes sure to only do it in front of you. He almost slipped up in front of Luke after he had a nightmare one night, and it was a complete disaster in his mind.

"Nope, you, baby, are gonna have to wait" You playfully wink, making him groan. The only good thing out of your teasing is now he knows what it's like to have painted nails like he's always wanted without someone making fun of him (at least right now at least), And if Luke brings up how his nail colour changed, no he doesn't.

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thinking about a pining best friend!jess mariano.

you practically live in your room by your desk with headphones playing soft beats to study for the final exams before graduating from stars hollow high, you practically live on the cosy cottage bungalow alone. too focused on the music and writing notes that you don’t hear jess mariano rattling the window above your bed until you see a figure fall on top of the duvet.

jess, the pining idiot, just murmurs something and you take your headphones off and he just goofily mutters a, “hey. thought i’d drop by, y’know?” turning to your bookcase and complaining about the sheer number of romance. you promise him ice cream if he shuts up and lets you study for a while.

jess, who’s scarily in love but has no idea how to express it only connects his thumb and pointer finger across his lips as a mimic of zipping his mouth and throwing away the imaginary key before skimming through your awful friends to lovers book but secretly wishing it could end up like you both. glancing up at you while the desk lamp emits warm glow across your face quite like an angel in the dark room and he wants to kiss you there and then.

jess, who nods and pats the spot beside him whenever you glance over, coaxing you to cuddle him for a while because he can only bear your company, no one else’s.

jess, who rolls his eyes but sighs in a nod when you ask to play 'friends' when he won at your distraction to come lay beside him. breathing straggled and uneven when your breath hits his neck and tucks further into his side.

jess, the infatuated best friend, who watches you sleep and is glad your insomniac self can catch up on a nap in the evening because you’ve been working yourself to death with the upcoming work. chuckling fondly when you wake up and freak at the night sky, thinking you overslept be he assures it’s only been half an hour and there’s still plenty of time.

jess, who watches you walk back to the desk, sleepy eyes and long cosy cardigan over your frame and asking which of two freezer ice cream flavours he wants can only blurt out, “let’s go on a date,” in return.

jess, blushing profusely, trying to play it down when you go wide-eyed and look back to your friend, “you. me. date?” and with a casual nod, purse lips to hide his internal freakout, he responds, “well, that is what a date means. is it not?”

jess, who can only be left in your room bewildered and face beat red, for the first time speechless as one thought runs through his mind, how you said “yes,” straight after.

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a-aexotic · 9 months

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i can see you, 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔.

✫ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 . . . y/n cromwell was nothing if not a sophisticated, pampered, and ambitious socialite. she had lived in manhattan for about five years with her workaholic mother since her divorce with from her father. in the five years she had lived in the upper-east side, she had conquered the elites and made them her minions. she was living her best life until she heard the worst news she could ever fathom...

tristan dugray was nothing like y/n, in any sense other than maybe the fact they were both rich, spoiled and rather confident - okay, maybe they had more in common than what meets the eye. they hadn't seen each other since she had moved away with her mother five years ago and they were happy that way.

until of course, her mother decided it would be best for y/n to spend the next few months with her father back in connecticut after y/n got in trouble with her friend group. what y/n didn't know until she eventually got to connecticut was that her father was engaged to none other than tristan dugray's mother. how could her year get any worse?

✫ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ;; tristan dugray x fem!reader, platonic!paris geller x reader, platonic!rory gilmore x reader

✫ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ;; not canon gilmore girls timeline (for the most part), rom-com energy, adult humor, asshole!tristan, family issues, the rest is to be determined...

✫ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ;; i am rewatching gilmore girls and of course, i've been inspired to write a fanfic because there are not enough tristan fanfics on tumblr. i hope y'all enjoy, this is very self-indulgent lmao. i love tristan sm and i think a rom-com esk fanfic would bring me (and everyone) so much joy. thank you so much for reading! let me know if i should make a taglist for this series.

dedicated to my beautiful best friend, @autumntales 🩷

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0 of 15 chapters published. started: july 31, 2023 deadline: october 1, 2023

prologue

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

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urwhorecrux · 4 months

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⋆ ˚⁀➷ 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰: 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥

— dating jess mariano: long dates, loves showing you what he’s reading and is always interested in your books too, loves silent moments when you two sit there reading or cuddling, always listening to what you have to say no matter what it is.

#jess mariano #gilmore girls #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano fanfiction #jess mariano imagine #gilmore girls x reader #gilmore girls imagine #gilmore girls fanfic

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amongemeraldclouds · 1 month

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✩₊˚.⋆ Welcome to emerald clouds ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Lay on a cloud, it's soft and fluffy. Let's watch the stars sparkle and go on adventures with fictional men in magical realms.

Explore your wildest dreams from cute stories that will have you kicking your feet, to toe curling smut (18+ only), and some angst for when you are in your feels.

Who will you venture with?

Masterlist: ♡ The Slytherin Boys ♡ Lorenzo Berkshire ♡ Mattheo Riddle ♡ Jess Mariano

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✩ Requests are closed ✩ Asks are always open, let’s chat while gazing at the stars and be friends ✩ Spam likes are welcome, you could never be 'too much'

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pettydollie · 7 months

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I have a request if you are interested? :)

A teen!dad jess. He has a best friend from New York (she can have a name or it can be Y/N, you can choose) (they are endgame, jess never had feelings for Rory but she has feelings for Jess, it won't go anywhere) Jess and his best friend have a kid, they co-parent (whether they are dating already or in the future is up to you) Jess gets sent to Stars Hallow, she ends up moving to stars Hallow to, to be close to Jess and so their kid can be with him too (she is emancipated, plus Jess knows she's coming because they keep in contact) if anyone reading this would like to turn this into an actual story, I'm totally down for reading it :) if you choose this request, I look forward to reading it. Thank you!!

hi noonie!! this is my first requests omg wowowow i think this is a great idea! im sorry if its kinda sloppy and not how u wanted! but i hope u enjoyy ! wc: 1.7k also i saw how you said that jess knew she was coming, but whats more fun than a suprise? ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As your best friend grabbed his bag and walked towards you and your one-year-old son, you forced yourself to keep your composure. You didn't know how you were going to okay without him. You'll still see him when he comes back to visit for holidays and such, but it won't be the same. You didn't want Jess to leave and neither did he, but he had no choice. He walked over to you and S/N. Reaching out for his father, S/N cooed and Jess took him from you. Jess held him preciously like it would be the last time. "Be good for your mom kid." He kissed his head.

He put down S/N into his crib before walking over to you and grabbed both of your hands. "I'm going to call you twice a day. Morning and night, okay? If there's anything you need, I'm there for you." He explained clearly. You nodded your head as you chewed on your lip, unable to form words. You wrapped your arms around his neck in a tight hug. Jess Mariano was your best friend. Having S/N was an accident, but you and Jess both believed that everything happens for a reason, so you kept him. And neither of you regret it. Your relationship is a little odd, but you love him nonetheless. You pulled away and kissed his cheek. "You'll be okay." You whispered, wiping a tear from your cheek. "And so will you, Y/N. You're the strongest person I know." You smiled softly at his words and gave him a picture of the three of you. He grinned and held it tightly. "Don't miss your bus, buddy." You joked. He ruffled your hair and waved goodbye.

A year later, you still feel the same as you did before. You know, the same day the two of you created a child, the same day you gave birth, and the same day he left. And you were panicking. "Oh, S/N, I'm so excited!" You jumped around making S/N giggle. He bounced along with you. "But I'm nervous too. What if he found someone else?" Then you gasped. "What if he cut all of his hair off?" You exaggerated just to see S/N's goofy smile. "This isn't about me though. This is all for you!" You tickled him (ugh, he's so darn cute). You grabbed your luggage, held S/N on your hip, and left the apartment. Stars Hollow was a cute name, you had to admit. You were thrilled to live in a small town! When you arrived, you stepped off the bus and looked around. Just as you imagined, it looked great! But maybe you should’ve told Jess you decided to be spontaneous and move to Connecticut. On the other hand, Jess could be on the verge of dying from boredom, so a surprise is the perfect thing to cheer him up.

“Thoughts, S/N?” You asked, clenching your hand into a fist as a pretend mic to his mouth. Your adorable son stared at you with his gorgeous eyes. Damn he looks just like his mother. Kidding, he’s an exact replica of Jess. Anywho, you accepted his answer and began to explore.

45 minutes later, you realized that you didn’t plan this out well enough like you thought. Even after talking to Jess everyday on the phone for an entire year, you didn’t know where exactly he was located. Fortunately, you took notice that people often went into a cute little diner called “William’s Hardware Store”, so you followed the crowd into the diner a little bit confused because this didn’t look like a hardware store. You walked in and almost immediately, people started turning to look at you. But atleast S/N enjoyed the attention.

You cleared your throat awkwardly and walked over to the stools at the counter and sat next to a girl around your age. You placed S/N in your lap and took in your surroundings. The girl you were sat next to turned around and gave you a bright grin. “Hi! You’re the new girl, aren’t you?” Her voice was sweet like candy (in the best way possible). “That I am! I’m Y/N. And this dude here is S/N.” You grabbed his hand making him give a little wave. She giggled. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Y/N. And you too, S/N.” She tickled his belly quickly and perked up to you. “I’m Rory!”

You looked to where a boy was coming out of a hidden room and THERE HE WAS IRJAHDJWHS

Thank goodness he didn’t cut all of his hair off. You suddenly felt butterflies in your stomach, which you hated. Rory turned to face where you were looking and scoffed. But he was right out the door as quickly as he came. “Not the best of friends?” You asked, jokingly. “Jess? It's.. kind of weird right now. But yeah, no.” She informed you. You nodded. Weird? Like romantic weird?

“Hey, what can I get you?”

You turned away from Rory and looked in front of you. This looks EXACTLY like who Jess explained to be his uncle, Luke. You remember seeing a sign saying “Luke’s” bellow the hardware store sign. Backwards baseball cap, plaid shirt, scruffy facial hair, this must be him. “This is Luke, Y/N. Luke, Y/N just moved here from.. where?” Rory introduced and then turned to you. “New York.” You replied. “Oh, welcome. What part? My nephew Jess is from New York also.” Luke smiled. “Same as him.” You responded. Rory and Luke looked confused and you felt awkward again. Not the right choice of words.

That was until Luke’s face changed from “what is she talking about?” to “ohhh THAT Y/N!” You're glad you didn't have to explain.

“Y/N! It’s great to meet you! How are you? Is this S/N?” Luke looked below to see S/N’s cute lil chubby face. “Yup, this is him!” You held S/N up higher so Luke could see him better. “Wait you know Jess?” Rory asked. “Father of my kid. It wasn’t planned, but things happen, you know? Anyway, he’s my best friend. We’ve know each other since childhood, actually.” You explained. “Wow, this is amazing! So- so you live here now?” Before you could answer Luke, he rushed up and walked to a phone, dialing a number. “I'm gonna get him to come back right now, don't worry."

“Oh, uh. Well sure, I suppose.” You muttered. “Um, well I have to go home to my mom, but it was great meeting you! See you around!” Rory waved goodbye and left. You mentally smacked yourself on the forehead. You were never good at first impressions, EVER. Just a few seconds after Rory left, the door opened again to reveal a sweaty Jess with a panicked expression. “Where’s the fire? Why’s everyone so calm?” He ran over to Luke. “Here, lemme show you.” Luke placed his hand on Jess’ shoulder and guided him to your seat. You fixed your hair as quickly as possible.

Jess stood and stared. “Wh-What are you doing here?” He brightly smiled. He looked down at S/N, who stared into his eyes. He took him from you and rocked him slowly. “Hey, kid.” Jess kissed S/N’s head. “Hi, Jess.” You spoke shyly.

He then turned his attention back to you. “Hey,” He gazed. You stood up quickly and wrapped your arms around him. Luke took S/N from Jess so he could hug you back fully. “I can’t believe you’re here.” He whispered in your neck. “I missed you.” You told him, pulling away. Although Jess always had trouble expressing his feelings into words, it was a little tense when he didn’t respond back to you.

Luke awkwardly turned to you. “Sorry, Y/N, I gotta get back to work.” He apologized, giving S/N back to you. “It was nice meeting you.” You smiled. He winked and walked back to the kitchen.

"Sooo, how have you been?" You asked, trying to start a conversation while bouncing S/N in your lap. "I've been alright." He put his hands in his pockets and began to speak when a blond chick wrapped her arms around him. "Hey. Where were you? I thought we were gonna go to my place." She prodded. She then turned to face you. "Aw, cute baby."

Of course he had a girlfriend. He was always cool and popular in school, so why wouldn't he be here? You were terribly mistaken to think otherwise. But now you felt a weird pit in your stomach. This was a bad move. You shouldn't have come here. But no, your son needs his father. So, you decide to be brave for S/N.

"Can we do this later?" He mumbled to her. "So you expect me to be okay with this? Ugh, what's the matter with you?" She stormed out of the diner before Jess could respond (not that he wanted to). "Trouble in paradise?" You questioned wholeheartedly. Although you were disappointed, you weren't going let this get in the way of your friendship. He scoffed. "Shane is definitely not my paradise. Look," He got serious for a moment and sat down on a stool next to you. "I'm happy you're here. Really, I am! But you came at a bad time." He told you. "Love triangle?" You joked, thinking back to how Rory said things were weird between them two. "How'd you know?" Jess' eyebrows furrowed. Oh. "Lucky guess." You shrugged. Well, this can't get any better can it? "It was nice seeing you. I should go start unpacking though." You stood up and switched S/N to your other hip. "Listen, let me get things sorted out and I promise I will be with you." He grabbed your hand. "Sorted out? Jess, you shouldn't feel forced to be with me. It's okay, I promise." You tried to reason with him. Why did he make it seem like he had no other option but you? Clearly he has choices.

"No, no. I need to be with you. Remember a few weeks ago when I told you I was gonna go back home?" He asked. You nodded. "That's because I wanted to be with you and my son. But you stopped me and I listened. So, now you're here and I'm gonna be the best damn father I can, alright?" He let go of your hand and ran behind the curtain. All of a sudden, S/N began to cry.

a/n: i'm gonna do a part two dont worryy! im just tired rn but i will try and draft something later tonight and maybe post it tmr xx this was a little hard for me to write since jess would be more mature as a father (atleast i think so) and he wasnt alone like in the show yk? but i had fun nonetheless :)

#SORRY IF THIS WAS BAD #i have mixed feelings tbh #next part might be a lil suggestive #jess #jess mariano #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano x y/n #y/n #reader #gilmore girls #jess gilmore girls #gilmore girls x reader #jess mariano fanfiction #fanfic #h3artands0ul #𝓳𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓸 ☕️

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