Still can't get over the fact that there are people who think Jess is "too serious." Smh.
This guy?!
This little idiot? The Mischievous Scamp an entire town wishes had LESS of a sense of humor? The guy who keeps interrupting his "tutoring" session with card tricks and "hey guess what song these lyrics are from" games and the sudden need to get ice cream (in cones)? That guy? He's TOO serious?! Haha, ok!
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 ノyou help jess braid his cousin’s hair.
pairing(s): jess mariano x reader
words: 851
contents: apologies i didn’t wanna do him braiding r’s hair, jess being a soft cutie.
back to the chai corner
from the moment you walk into luke’s diner you are met with utter chaos. luke shouting orders at caesar as he hands out food, lorelai and rory offering him sarcastic comments while kirk tries his best to get luke’s attention as he looks at his plate in disgust.
“woah,” you just start, stepping back when luke rushes past you with three plates for a waiting family. lorelai chuckles behind her cup, “i know right? he’s running around like he’s on an episode of er and someone’s flatlining at table six.”
luke glares at her on his way back to the counter while she continues, “quick grab the defibrillator!” she gasps, pointing at the coffee pot. “i think i’ll start prioritising the food for customers who aren’t annoying me,” luke responds while cashing out at the till.
lorelai jokingly frowns, learning towards her daughter and not-so-quietly saying, “god, hostile doctor, isn’t he? at least he’s great to look at.” you begin to walk towards the curtain to head upstairs but luke yells, “where do you think you’re going? start taking these orders!”
“luke, it’s my day off,” you reply, “and i’ll pay you double if you work, look at this!” luke responds, gesturing to the crowd of people in the café and lorelai waves teasingly. “i can’t, got places to be, i was dropping by before i go. i think i saw lane on her way, she should be here in a minute.”
“well, go upstairs and get your boyfriend down here, he left me to this chaos,” you nod with contained laughter as you reply, “will do.” you don’t bother knocking, letting yourself in, “jess, i’m leaving for my trip soon so i just wanted to drop this- what’s happening here?” you say, this time your smile unable to be contained at the view.
april, luke’s recently discovered daughter, sits on a chair by the small dining table, jess standing behind with the cutest concentrated expression, fingers toying with his little cousins hair.
“i asked jess to braid my hair, but i didn’t consider how bad he would be at it,” april responds with a cheesy grin while jess steps back, embarrassed at being caught doing something so domesticated and… stars hollow-y.
“he’s good at reading books or writing, braiding hair isn’t really his forte, i’m afraid,” you say while walking over, chucking the borrowed book on the counter and kissing jess’ cheek, “lemme see.”
when jess sends you a look, reluctantly stepping back. there’s hair coming out of every part of the braid, close to resembling a bird’s nest as his finger look nimble as they ungracefully grip her hair in three places as jess tries his best to move it in a fluid manner, instead his fingers unsure.
“i uh- don’t really know what i’m doing…” jess trails off sheepishly, voice deep as his cheeks turn slightly red in embarrassment of being caught braiding, not so well, his younger cousin’s long and unruly hair.
“you don’t say,” you reply and are met with a bump of jess’ hip to yours as you chuckle. “can you do it, please, y/n?” april asks, hand leaning back to feel the strands of hair not tucked neatly into a braid.
jess begins moving the ponytail towards you instantly, a desperate expression upon his face and you sigh, unable to say no to your boyfriend in need. “i can teach him the first part, and finish the rest.
“great, people are going to see my hair and think, ‘she got lazy by the end’” april mutters and jess shoots a look to the back of her head, “thanks for having faith in me.”
you giggle as you unknot the curls from the braid, “just watch, dad,” you tease, elbowing him gently as you separate her hair in three neat sections, “i pull the right over, grip the middle piece which now becomes right… right?”
jess nods, and you can’t help but fawn at how cute he is at being concentrated on such a task that usually he would take no interest in. after going through it a few times you hand the hair back to your boyfriend who sticks his tongue out ever so slightly as he tries again.
the rooms silent as he does, and you try not to speak when the left strand mixes in with the middle, his non-elegant fingers causing more strands to fall out of place. jess looks to you, who just glances between him and the braid.
“well, i gotta go! good luck you two,” you say and april groans as she feels unimproved hairstyle as you grip jess’ hot cheeks and plant a long kiss to his lips. “gross” april grunts at the same time as jess replies, “phone me when you get there.”
you give him two more kisses before walking to the door, turning to the pair as you begin to walk out, “also, your uncle is pissed you aren’t downstairs working.”
jess sends you a nod, hands weaving through the sections of april’s hair when she laughs, “when is he not annoyed at jess?”
.ᐟ jess mariano can't help but flirt with you. [0.7k]
when the front door knocked at half one in the morning you knew exactly who it was, you were just surprised it wasn’t your bedroom window for once. you yawn deeply, comfortable pyjamas and slippers carrying you to the door which reveals a bloody-faced jess.
"jess!” you gasp, furrowed eyebrows as he smiles innocently on your front step to your small stars hollow bungalow, “you look so pretty, baby.” you knew it was him trying to distract you, as if a flirty line would make you forget about the cut lip and clearly to-be-black eye.
you grab his collar, “don’t ‘baby’ me, look at your face, jess,” you say as you begin to pull him through the door and past you. he kisses your cheek affectionately despite the sting in his bottom lip, “i can’t really look, doesn’t work like that.”
“then use the bathroom mirror.”
you shut the door and turn to him holding your face between his hands, watching your expression and you push on his chest, “stop-”. before you can continue, jess interjects, “think i’m just gonna go lay down in your bed, care to join? i can make it worth your while…”
he presses against you, lips trailing from your jaw down to your neck. “what happened?” you ask, pushing his chest again and he murmurs against your skin, “i don’t know what you mean.”
“jess.”
sighing, jess finally pulls back to look at you again, “nothing, ‘m fine. just stupid dean.” his hands leave your face to wrap his arms around your waist but you’re wriggling free to grab his denim jacket arm and guide him to the bathroom.
“what did he do?” you ask. it’s refreshing, jess always thought, how you were probably the very low minority of people in the town that immediately sense it was something dean did and not jess.
you let go of him to open the back of the mirror and grab a first aid kit, jess moving forward to wrap his arms around you. back pressed against your chest as he continues to press kisses, this time against your hair while he rubs the hem of your pyjama top, threatening to go under.
in a small voice, jess responds, “he was being very mean about you, what kind of good boyfriend would i be if i didn’t do something about that?” his voice is teasing and you nudge your elbow into his front, jess letting out a yelp as you turn.
“you didn’t need to fight him over it,” you reply, gesturing for him to sit on the closed toilet lid while you open the box and withdraw some alcohol wipes to clean the blood-stained skin.
standing between his open legs, you swipe the wipe across his temple first, catching the bumps. jess watches, gazing up at you with his chin upon your chest while his hands find their way to the backs of your covered thighs.
“you are so fucking pretty,” jess compliments and you try not to quip a smile as he’s watching to intently. “stop flirting like i’ll forget,” you murmur, “am i not allowed to compliment my girlfriend?” asks jess in faux innocence.
you sigh at him, and for a few more moments you clean his face in silence. “are you mad at me?” jess suddenly asks into the small room, hands swiping across your pyjama legs affectionately.
watching his expression for a moment, you throw the wipe towards the small metal bin before dotting a couple of small circular plasters along the open wounds to stop the bleeding.
“no. i just wish you would walk away instead of stooping to his level.”
jess squeezes your thighs, “he was really not saying nice things about you.” your hands wind up in his hair, pushing back so you can gaze at his features more clearly, “i don’t care.”
without a breath, jess replies, “i do.”
your heart jumps, you can’t help it and his hands push against your thighs, willing you closer while he stands, “let me show you what you mean to me, baby.”
the implication is followed with kisses against your jaw and the corner of your mouth, clearly uncaring of his cut lip, “i think fighting another guy for saying things about me says what i mean to you-”
“shh,” jess responds, capturing your lips in a searing kiss and willing you to distraction. you could talk about it more tomorrow.
i know it’s been a hot minute since i actually posted anything on this blog other than reblogs and the occasional verse of the day so i just wanted to pop on here and say that with school quickly finishing (i end in late April and come back home in early May), i seriously want to get back into fanfic writing…
for those of you that don’t follow me on ao3, i was working on a TMNT Donatello fanfic before school got busy a few months ago.
but with school ending soon i really wanted to get back into writing. i seriously miss it. i had this plan to make a Christianity fanfic series where various characters in various fandoms find the Lord and hopefully with this series it will not only be fun fanfics for Christians who love fanfiction but also a way to spread the Gospel through, i used this word so many times now, fanfics! (seriously dying here 😂😂)
anyways just wanted to pop on and say that! a few ideas i had, and im only sharing what fandoms for now until i seriously get back into writing, were for 13rw, the outsiders, t@gged, and more TMNT 2003 :)
Hopefully there’ll be a lot more fics coming in a couple months 🫣
Don't place your faith in the people of this world or man-made systems. all these things are flimsy and corrupt; they will fall apart. when leadership is vile and lands are at war, the only place of safety is in the Lord Jesus Christ.
His is the only One who truly loves us, watching and protecting in times of great trouble (when we feel it will never end). it's only through Him that we are saved. He saw we were on a doomed path and said: 'No, take Me in their place.'
He died for our sins and rose again on the third day, as proof that His payment of our debt is true. it is a free gift of eternal life to those who believe in Him, by the payment of our debt we couldn't pay. please humble yourself and turn to God while there's still time, before you are separated from Him forever.
"The Lord isn't really being slow about His promise (of returning), as some people think. No, He is being patient for your sake. He does not want anyone to be destroyed, but wants everyone to repent." -2 Peter 3:9
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“Babylon is fallen!-- that great city is fallen! Come out of her, My people.” -Revelation 18:2,4
“Get out! Get out and leave your captivity, where everything you touch is unclean.” -Isaiah 52:11
“The time is coming,” says the Sovereign Lord, “when I will send a famine on the land- not a famine of bread or water, but of hearing the words of the Lord.” -Amos 8:11
Then Jesus said, “Come to Me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” -Matthew 11:28
“Take My yoke upon you. Let Me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” -Matthew 11:29-30
“But for you who fear My name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing in His wings. And you will go free, leaping for joy like calves let out to pasture.” -Malachi 4:2
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