#jess x reader

[daddieslittleladie]

one day i am gonna grow wings (learn how to masturbate)

[cupidlived]

letter home

summary — Every year, once all the leaves start to turn, Jess thinks back to what you shared. After all, you're the only girl he's ever truly wanted.

pairing — reader x ex!jess mariano

content — angst, yearning

author's note — letter home by childish gambino </3

"It's stupid, really," you scoff. Your scarf covers your chin, itching your skin. You tug it down just enough to speak clearly, trying to ignore the tremble in your fingers.

You roll your eyes like this — whatever it is — is nothing. Like you haven't been laying awake at night trying to figure out what's wrong and fix it before it gets worse.

"What are we even doing, Jess? I thought you were ready." "Ready for what?" Jess quickly spits out. He's nothing if not defensive, and he looks away from you. His eyes won't meet yours as he feigns ignorance, pretending he doesn't understand what you're asking from him.

"Ready for something real. I want it." You glance up at him. "I want you."

Jess licks his lips, letting a silence fall between you. It's long and glaring, with the harsh blowing of the wind cutting in.

"Well," Jess starts.

'Don't say it,' he thinks. 'Just stop while you have the chance.'

"We don't always get what we want, do we?"

And with that, your face crumples in a way that lets Jess know that he's officially broken your heart. The tears welling in your eyes betray your attempts to look unbothered, and you absentmindedly chew your lip.

"Wow," you slowly say. Jess's words replay, and you turn them over and over again in your head. "I see."

He seems cool as ever, hands stuffed deep into his coat pockets as he watches you. Jess had never made you cry before, never seen you make that dejected face. That stupid cowlick of his blows around in the wind, tousling with every stray gust. You used to tease him about it, smooth it down with your hands, kiss the spot underneath.

You shake your head in disbelief, a look of pity casting itself over your face. "I mean, come on Jess. We were doing fine until you got all scared."

And really, what was he so scared of?

The softness of your cheeks when he held them in the cold? The way his insides turned to pudding when you smiled at him with that stupid, cheeky grin — like you already knew he was undeniably yours?

It wasn't your fault. As cliche as it sounded, Jess wanted to tell you, It's not you, it's me. You're perfect. Don't let me stain you, ruin you, hurt you.

But he doesn't. He shrugs in that noncommittal way he does to others, to people who don't matter.

You scoff, trying to force yourself to feel any emotion except sorrow. Jess watches as you leave, still and silent. Your scarf billows behind you, and the hectic wind swallows the last traces of your presence.

Four years later, and Jess found you again. Tucked behind his battered paperbacks and forgotten CDs was a simple photo. Your tilted head and crooked grin bring Jess back, back to when you made him want to be an honest man.

He stares at the picture longer than he probably has the right to.

That night, Jess sits at his counter, photo of you in hand. He's studied it enough in those hours to close his eyes and still be able to see it perfectly.

With the image of you in his mind, Jess rounds up a spare pen and sheet of stationary. Neither are hard to find in his cluttered apartment, he's an author after all. But as he writes to you, grammar and the rest of the conventions he's been trained to follow fall by the wayside.

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You're the only girl that I have ever wanted. Every girl I know is trying to be you.

I realize now that I didn't know how to hold a good thing without crushing it. I couldn't let something be soft without letting my roughness get the best of it.

You asked me what I was so scared of, and I played dumb. But I know now, and I've known since before I picked that stupid fight.

Everything. Everything brought fear into me. Kindness, patience, vulnerability. I used to blame the hell out of everyone around me, but what did they matter?

There comes a time in everyone's life when they realize that they reached their peak. You, and every moment we spent together, were mine. Every waking moment since then has been downhill in ways that words could never fully communicate.

How could I have let you go because I was scared? How could I let go of what made me strong and willing? I'm tired of the regret, of the sleepless nights wishing I'd just grabbed your hand and asked you to take me back.

I'm writing this because I need you to understand that nothing matters. I don't care about what I should have by now, because I don't have you. I don't care about who you're with, what responsibilities you have — none of it.

If you'll have me, I'll give myself to you. You could realize today, tomorrow, I don't care. I'll wait another 4 years if it means you'll consider me. Even if I'm just a thought late at night, right when you're on the edge of dreaming and wakefulness. Just tell me, and I'll wait.

You're all I've ever wanted.

— Jess

it's fall, which means gilmore girl season is here. i actually meant to write this as soon as october started, but life happens to get in the way.

this is something short to start with, but i really want to get back into the swing of things with writing. send me any requests you'd like to see :)

[emersonbabe]

nsfw alphabet - jess mariano

18+ MINORS DNI

A - aftercare:

although jess is a very 'don't care' kinda guy, he really goes the extra mile to make sure you're okay after sex. He'll walk you home, run you a shower and be on lookout to see if luke or Lorelei is coming

B - body part:

BIG butt guy. he's constantly squeezing your ass no matter what position you're in.

C - cum:

jess loves to cum in your mouth, most times he'll pull out and have you swallow his cum.

D - dirty secret:

although this isn't necessarily 'dirty', jess loves to rub your head and play with your hair. if you guys are watching a movie normally you'll lay on his lap and he will rub your head loving the silky feel of your hair

E - experience:

jess is very experienced but he makes sure that your up to pace with him, always making sure everything's okay. he's not one to judge if you're not.

F - favorite position:

jess is always torn on what position to have you in. on one hand he likes doggie style because he can squeeze your ass and be a little more rough with you, but on the other hand he also like missionary because he can watch your face as he sinks in and out of you.

G - goofy:

most of the time jess will just make sarcastic remarks while you guys are having sex

H - hair (on fem)

jess is definitely the type of guy to not care, I can see this conversation going down;

"we can't, I haven't shaved."

"so?" 🙇‍♀️

I - intimacy:

jess very secretly loves to be intimate. he claims that he just does all that stuff because you want him to but actually he loves making sure his girls taken care of.

skipping j

K - kinks:

where do I even begin, jess is a very kinky man. he loves fucking you in front of a mirror to have you watch what he does to you, he is always pinning you hands because he knows you like to touch him, and then right when you're on the edge he'll let go. he likes eye contact and when you close your eyes he'll give you a warning before pulling out

L - location:

anywhere. shower, library, car, apartment, bedroom, bathroom, floor, dresser. the only time he won't do anything is in public.

M - motivation:

jess is always motivated, but he likes to make sure you are to. and if you're not he doesn't mind it just takes him a second to turn that switch off

N - no's

literally any guy coming near you, he's also very bug on making you comfortable, if you guys are maybe doing something a little risky and he can tell that your to scared or uncomfortable then he'll stop

O - oral:

he will never admit it, just he loves going down on you, pulling his hair or watching you pull against the belt he uses to tie back your hands.

P - pace:

he loves rough quick aggressive sex, but, he can do that for hours

Q - quickies:

most of his quickies are just maybe getting his baby off, fingering her, maybe eating her out, but he also will do what he has to do. if he hasn't seen you in like a week and you don't have that much time, the back seat of his car is normally where you guys end up.

R - risk:

jess loves the risk because it mean he gets to fuck his babygirl, he doesn't care what the outcome is.

S - stamina:

ALL NIGHT LONG! he will go until you can't take it anymore, that's his deciding factor.

T - toys:

not a toy guy. he likes getting you off himself.

U - unfair:

public teasing. he likes to whisper dirty things in your ear and watch you squirm.

V - vocal:

you really have to work to get this guy to be vocal. he will not give easily.

W - wild card:

he loves to always be touching you, having his arm around you, playing with your hair, if you passing each other he'll lightly squeeze your arm

X - x-ray:

6.5 - 7 inches, enough to definitely do you justice but not so much that your like splitting in half.

Y - yearning:

ALWAYS. always thinking about you and thinking about sex with you.

Z - zzz:

whenever you guys manage to spend the night together its always you falling asleep first, but jess is soon after. jess likes to rub you head and he loves when you two are all tangled up together.

please send requests 🤱

[oh-thats-what-it-is]

Jess Mariano SMUT: The best friend and the boyfriend.

POV: Your best friend Rory always gets what she wants as the town’s golden girl. Well, you have had enough and its time you get what you want.

WARNINGS: 18+ (minors dni); cheating; rory slander; lorelai slander; p in v intercourse; dirty talk; unprotected sex; light choking - i think that is it

AUTHOR’S NOTE: wasn’t enough jess smut for me on here. Wanna fix that! first time writing anything so please be gentle. 2k+ words

You’re at Luke’s diner trying to get some work done before your exam tomorrow. The wetness inbetween your legs was proving a great distraction to the task at hand. You had to muster every ounce of concentration to listen to what Lane and Rory were saying. The three of you were finishing up your group project for school. You had all been friends for years, but recently you had found it hard to be yourself around them.

The reason for that, was standing behind the counter, serving customers with a surly look and a quippy comment if he spoke at all. Jess.

The whole town knew about him and Rory. How could they not? Stars’ Hollows’ golden girl drew attention wherever she went. Her and Dean’s romance had been the talk of the town - the stuff of young love! And she could do no wrong. Even after she dragged Dean through hell and back with her indecisiveness before ultimately bringing him to breaking point - people still loved her.

And hey - you did too. She was your best friend. But you couldn't help but roll your eyes at the way the town fawned over her. Even though it had been happening your whole lives. Rory and her busybody, try-hard mother were the apple of the town’s eyes. And you were used to it.

But you had been surprised that Jess had fallen for it. When he arrived in town, a sullen and brooding figure, you had immediately felt drawn to him. You could sense his angst. You could feel it vibrating off of him. And lets not pretend like he wasn’t a total smokeshow. He looked like a man.

If only Lorelai and Luke weren’t so close. Then you might have gotten your chance. But as fate had it, and as it always seemed to, Rory got in there first. Lorelai invited Luke and Jess over for a welcome dinner, and he instantly became smitten with Rory’s mild manner. It only took a matter of months - and a breaking of one Dean Forrestor’s heart - until they became an item.

At first it was all rosy. Rory wouldn’t shut up about it. But you could tell. Something wasn’t quite right. Two months passed and Rory would go red every time Jess was brought up, or came to sit with your group at lunch. You asked Rory - genuinely as a friend. She would just mumble and divert the subject. Lane also pressed, but there was no budging Miss Gilmore.

It was only a month ago when you cottoned on to what the problem was. You had been wearing jeans that hugged your ass, and a top that teased just enough of your cleavage to make anyone blush. You bumped into Jess in the hallway at school. As in, physically bumped into him, as he came around the corner. He grabbed onto you out of instinct to apologise.

“Oh hi Y/N. What are you….” His eyes trailed down to your chest. You didn’t notice at first. You thought he was dazed by the surprise interaction.

“Just on my way to Spanish. Señora Castilla is making us do a book report - I’m doing 100 years of Solitude.”

“Hmm” he responded. “That’s one of my favourites. Magical realism, love, scandal - “

And then you clock. His eyes are on your tits. His hand is still on you. On the small of your back.

This man is hungry. He hasn’t been laid or anything of the sort in a while. Or at least since he has been with Rory. Jess wants you. You avert your gaze.

“Jess. I have to go.”

He moved his hand lower, testing the waters. You don’t remove it. You inhaled, trying to retain your morals. You remind yourself: We’re in the middle of the hallway. At school. He is Rory’s boyfriend. Rory is my best friend.

You repeated these over and over to yourself like a mantra, willing yourself to move. After what seems like an eternity, he whispers in your ear: “My car. 10 minutes,” and sauntered away.

And that was how it began. A whole month of some of the steamiest makeout sessions, hottest sex, and best orgasms of your life. Did the secrecy turn you on? Maybe. Did you feel bad for Rory? Perhaps. But were those moments with Jess worth it? Absolutely.

You had to be careful. Not just to avoid Rory and Lane. But Luke couldn’t know either. If he did, he would have gone straight to Lorelai and it would have been a whole thing. It wasn’t worth it. So the two of you would sneak in quickies in his car, behind Miss Patty’s studio, in the AV room at school etc.

But Luke was out tonight. Doing something for Lorelai probably. Who knows. Jess had suggested the two of you take advantage of the situation. He had recently acquired his own room at Luke’s, ever since his uncle had knocked a hole in the wall for him. It wasn’t much, but you couldn’t wait to share a bed with him, and take your sweet time worshipping his body.

“Okay Y/N, we’re off. You coming?” Asked Lane.

“Nah, I have a bunch more work to do for my college application. I will see you both tomorrow?”

Rory went over to give Jess a kiss goodbye. You couldn’t help but smirk as you saw him looking at you as she kissed his cheek. The two girls waved goodbye and left the cafe.

The minute they left, Jess pounced on your table. He summoned Cesar to take over his shift and close up.

“Cmon baby” he whispered, taking care not make it look obvious to the other customers what was going on.

You and Jess went up the stairs silently but quickly. The minute you reached the top flight and opened the door into the living quarters, Jess slammed the door shut and pressed you against it.

“Do you know how bad you are? Sitting right next to my girlfriend and giving me those ‘fuck me’ eyes all night? It was all i could do not to take you on the table right there.”

His forehead was against yours, his hands cradling your face. All you could see was him. All you could feel was him.

“Such a good boy for restraining yourself,” you cooed, trying lure him into making the first move. Each time you were together, it still felt like new. A game of chicken. Who would break first? Fresh and dangerous, yet familiar and comforting all at once. “It must have been so hard for you” you said, moving your hand towards his crotch. “Show me how much you want me” you dared.

It was too much for him. He growled and leant in to kiss you with everything he had. He was messy and sloppy with need. His teeth clashed against yours. You moaned with need. Your hands wandered to your waist, dipping under your trousers, then your panties. You started playing with your clit and panting his name back into his mouth.

You were still against the door. Jess moved his hands under your shirt, finding the valley of your chest easily as you hadn’t worn a bra today.

“Fuck” he said, breaking the kiss. “You had your tits out all day baby girl? You are such a slut, wanting everyone to notice.”

Before you could begin to formulate a reply, his mouth was on your left nipple. You sighed as he sucking with such fervour. Just as you got used to the sensation enough to say something witty to him, he bit down hard. You yelped - this was a new move from him. He obviously felt emboldened by the new setting, being in his own territory and out of a car.

Jess went to your right nipple, sucking and making the most obscene slurping noise and his hand went to your other tit. It was too much. It felt too good. You started playing with your clit with even more until he finally noticed.

“That’s my job Y/N. Its not like you to be so selfish!“ he scolded. He grabbed both your wrists and pressed himself into you, letting you feel his bulge. You whimpered at the loss of your fingers inside your wet cunt and pouted at him. He brought your fingers to your mouth.

“Suck” he said, with a devious glint in his eyes. Like a fucking wet wipe, you did as he said. You were embarrassed at first, but didn’t care. You would do anything he said at this point.

When he was satisfied you had fully cleaned your fingers, he took them out your mouth and kissed you hard and hungrily on the lips.

You saw you opportunity to the turn the tables, to take power. “Jess?” You asked innocently.

“Hmm?” He responded, trailing kisses down your neck.

“The whole point of tonight is that we have a bed for once. Let’s make the most of it.” You pushed him off you and took his hand. You walked past the door to his bedroom. He stopped you and looked at you confused.

“Oh Jess. I don’t wanna be fucked in your single bed. I want to feel all of you” you whispered in his ear, guiding him to Luke’s room and king-sized bed.

His eyes widened with realisation and need. Was this a bad idea? Almost certainly. Did he care? At this point, not even wild horses could stop him from having you. He would do anything you said. And he had to admit, there was something hot about doing it somewhere he shouldn’t.

You pushed Jess onto Luke’s bed, unzipped his jeans and pulled down his boxers. His cock sprung up immediately. It was red, throbbing and angry. You couldn’t help but drool. Jess saw this and smirked. He knew what he did to you. He pulled off his shirt, knowing it would drive you crazy.

You dived onto his cock, unable to wait any longer. You took all of him in his mouth, as he held your head there. His pubic hair tickled your nose. You stayed there for as long as possible, until your eyes watered. You took your head off, wiped your mouth, and then began bobbing up and down slowly.

Jess propped himself up on his elbows, watching you like a hawk. His tongue was sticking out as he concentrated his breathing to stop himself from blowing his load. His dark curls were pressed wet against his forehead as beads of sweat started to roll down his face.

You moved to his balls, gently sucking them into your mouth while your hand moved up and down on his rock hard member. He started moaning and rocked his hips into your hands, desperate for more.

You had him right where you wanted him. You removed yourself from him completely and clambered to sit on top of him. His cock was nestled in your folds. So close to where he wanted to be. So close to where you wanted him to be. But you decided the chase was more fun. You lowered yourself down, so that your tits were pressed against his chest.

You whispered “Can Rory make you feel this way, Jess? Does she drive you wild like I do? Can she make you moan like a bitch the way I can? Has she ever made your cock this hard?” You punctuated each sentence with a nip on his ear.

“Fuck you,” he replied, grabbing your ass and turning you onto your back so that he was on top. He pushed himself into you and started fucking you with no mercy.

Your tits were bouncing with every thrust and you were whimpering with need every time he pulled out. You snaked your arms around his back, pulling him deeper into you. You didn’t want any space between you.

“You’re such a whore Y/N. Fucking your best friend’s boyfriend. I can’t believe it turns you on so much.”

You moaned at this words, unable to deny the appeal of the whole situation.

“Fuck baby, I can feel your cunt clenching around me as i say that! You are a fucking whore Y/N, squeezing me with your greedy pussy. Such a bad fucking girl.” Jess yelps, spanking your ass.

“I am a whore Jessy, your whore, only for you” you cried, embarrassed by your pathetic display. He grinned as you used the nickname you only brought out for him when you were cock drunk beyond belief. You groaned inwardly as you couldn’t believe you had given him the satisfaction of that ego boost.

You were lost completely in Jess. He moved his hand down to your core, adding a finger into your weeping pussy, and using his thumb to toy with your clit. It was bliss.

“Jessy?” You called out.

“Hmm?” He groaned in response.

“I want you to cum inside me” you begged.

His eyes widened as a wild look came over him. Without missing a beat, he swung your legs over his shoulders and bent you in two as he fucked into you harder than before. His hand moved to your throat, gently choking you. You stuck your tongue out like a dog in heat - animalistic and beyond a care as to what was normal.

The bed’s headboard was hitting the wall with every thrust from Jess’ pelvis, sure to cause a suspect dent tomorrow. But neither of you could have given a single fuck as the you both chased your highs. The sound of skin slapping, moans and gasps were obscene.

“Jess, have you seen Luke’s toolbox? We need it and he said it might be - Oh my god!”

You both froze and turned to the door. Lorelai was face to face with you and Jess butt naked on Luke’s bed. Sorry - lets rephrase that. Lorelai walked in on her daughter’s boyfriend and best friend fucking raw on Luke’s bed.

She narrowed her eyes and hissed: “Get the fuck out.”

[athenasdaydreams]

pairing: jess mariano x fem!reader

summary: jess does not want to, and would never dance. except this one time

chapter warnings: none to my knowledge!!

A/N: Guess what dumbass pressed ctrl z and deleted all her work so she had to type it out again. OKAY IT'S BEEN A WHOLE YEAR SINCE I POSTED OR SOMETHING BUT I GOT TIRED OF STUDYING AND DECIDED TO FINISH THIS UP TO TIE UP SOME LOOSE ENDS

You had your legs on a table of Luke's diner, and you could not fathom how anyone could ever be more bored than this. You had to sit through Liz Danes' bachelorette party. You could imagine anything that would have been better than this. Being out with Rory and Paris, talking to Lorelai, or even letting Michel show you pictures of his chow chows. Letting out a sigh, you went back to reading Anna Karenina while the middle-aged women were talking about women not being monogamous creatures. "Is this how turkey legs are supposed to look?" Luke asked with a pained expression on his face. Carrie, one of the louder ones, said something about him taking his pants off so they could see for themselves. As much as you hated it, their conversations were kind of interesting. "Get your legs off my table I've got customers eating on 'em," Luke scolded as he looked at the turkey leg in his hand, as if he hoped that it would tell him whether it was cooked or not. You put your legs down and continued reading.

"I need to get some batteries, I'll be back," Jess said as he walked down the stairs. He noticed you were at the diner and stopped in his tracks. "Didn't know that you liked spending your afternoons with middle aged women." That comment made Carrie and the other women gasp. "The old ladies I wanted to knit with were busy, so I had to find company."

"Good book though," He said while you hummed in response. "Jess, Jess! Come over here and meet my oldest friends!" Liz said as she beckoned him over. Jess looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. "Girls, this is Jess," Liz said proudly. A chorus of 'hellos' sounded. "Hello, handsome," Carrie said as she winked. You had to stifle a laugh for the sake of Jess. "He's going to walk me down the aisle! Is that cool or what?" Liz said to her group.

"It's no big deal," Jess said, trying to draw away attention from him. You found this funny. "It's a very big deal," you said with a dramatic look on your face. Jess gave an unimpressed look. At that time, a deliveryman walked through the door.

"Can I help you?" Luke asked with the confusion written across his face. "Got a package here." "From who? I'm not expecting anything?"

"It's a very important package," the deliveryman said with a serious look on his face. Luke stepped closer. "But there's no address on it?"

Jess smirked as he looked over to you. "I was going to go to the bookstore after getting batteries. Care to join?" he said, extending his hand to you. Looking for any way to escape this situation, you obliged. "Bye Luke, see you later."

"Have fun," Jess said with a laugh as you left the diner and heard a muffled "Have fun with what?!" as music started blaring from the inside.

-

"I was already having a bad day and then some guy had to spill his coffee all over my new blouse and my copy of crime and punishment," you lamented to Jess while you walked towards the bookstore which you frequented. "I didn't have enough money to get myself a new copy and a new blouse, so I decided to get the blouse because of my internship." Jess smiled at that. You were hardworking and diligent, while he was... less of that. You just got the coveted internship at one of the most competitive law firms in Connecticut, and you needed to make a good impression; a shiny copy of crime and punishment accompanied by a coffee stained lavender blouse wouldn't exactly do that.

The jingle of the door chime woke you from your thoughts about your precious copy of crime and punishment. Jess bent his head and didn't say anything to Kirk, the acting cashier, while you smiled and greeted him. You knew he wasn't one for politeness, so you tried to compensate.

"There's something I think you'll like." Jess meandered towards a shelf hidden at the back. You cluelessly trailed, wondering what book it could be. Knowing Jess, it could be a 2000 page book about a whale or a 20 page romance novel; the man read anything and everything with words on it. When he pulled a book off a shelf, your jaw dropped.

The blood-red lettering reading "crime and punishment" contrasted starkly to the obsidian binding that you ran your fingertips across.

"wow, this must cost a fortune, maybe i'll get it once my paycheck can get me more than one cup of instant ramen."

"let's go, i need to see what the guy at the diner did to luke,"

-

"does this dress look like too much?" you ask while twirling around in front of Lorelai. "no, this one is perfect. It makes you look like you'd be sitting in a tower waiting for your prince to save you from a dragon." You looked at her while she lounged on the couch in the house you had graciously invited yourself into. Well, she wasn't wrong. The dress was a light blue, silky fabric billowing around your ankles. The sleeves added to the whimsicalness of the dress. "only if the prince was Jesse Bradford,"

"you know what would make Prince Bradford fall in love with you even more? this flower crown," Lorelai said as she got up and pulled out a pretty-looking headband from a shelf. She put it on you and turned you towards a mirror.

"rory never let me dress her up like a princess; i should adopt you."

-

"hear ye, hear ye! announcing the arrival of her Royal Highness, the Princess, finally gracing us with her presence!"

"shut up, i was five minutes late; being a princess is hard work, you should know," you joked to Jess. You two met up near the gazebo, his reasoning being that he needed to make fun of you all dressed up as long as he could before he had to walk his mom down the aisle. "do you want to go get a seat? you're gonna be here for a long time. or maybe not, i've only been to three of my mom's weddings. "aren't you gonna sit down too?" you asked. "my mom wants me there to give her "emotional support" whatever that means," he joked as he led you to a seat next to lorelai and luke. Carrie from the diner yesterday was talking to them. lorelai looked concerned and luke just looked uncomfortable.

"hey, is everything alright?"

"no, there's gonna be a delay since liz ripped her dress and it's gonna take some time to fix it," carrie explained. "she told me to spread the message,"

"well, spread it car." luke got a suggestive look from carrie. "the message, the message." When carrie walked away, luke looked like he hadn't gotten oxygen in a good five minutes. "that woman makes me uncomfortable."

"poor liz, does she know how to fix something like that?" you asked jess and luke. "she was never one for household skills-" "i used to stitch up her renaissance fair costumes. trust me, she can't" jess interrupted luke. "i'll go see if she needs some help. where did you say she was?"

"she's at miss patty's,

-

You could hear Liz's laments from outside miss patty's. "my dress is ruined! how am i going to get married in a torn dress?" you pushed open the doors to Miss Patty's and gave Liz a concerned look. "I heard you needed some help? can i do anything for you Liz?" you asked, moving over to take a look at her dress. "I'm such a klutz, i tripped standing up and now its torn," she held up the side of her dress where there was an obvious tear. You grimaced and picked up the Doose's brand sewing kit from the table next to her, attempting to fix her dress.

"There you go! as good as new," you finished up the last stitch on her dress. "Oh, you're such a darling," Liz fixed up her hair. "you'd make a great daughter in law to a lucky lady someday. Could you tell jess to get ready for my grand entrance?"

The implied message didn't go past you. With cheeks redder than what your dollar store blush could get you, you thanked her and went down to the gazebo.

-

The ceremony passed by quickly, with you and Jess trying to think of sad and miserable things to make you stop laughing at the proceedings. "Oh man, i swear to you my wedding's gonna be better than whatever that was," you said, wiping the tears of laughter from your eyes as everyone went to the buffet line to get some food. "We'll see that," jess said as he inspected a turkey leg before putting it on his plate. You gave him an offended look. "Do you not think my wedding would be so much better than this 1500s medieval thing going on out here? I'd totally pick out a better theme," you said as you piled some mysterious looking food onto your plate. "I highly doubt that, and I hope you know that what you're putting on your plate is minced liver."

Your hand froze right right before you almost dumped another spoonful food onto your plate. You promptly pushed off the whole serving of minced liver back into the serving bowl. "That was so uncouth of you, private school girl. Did they not teach you manners at your finishing school?" You elbowed jess in the side as you chose a much more appetising looking burger prepared specially, from luke's. "one, i'm in college now; two let's sit down. I don't think they taught you table manners either city boy,"

-

After finishing up your dinner, you two decided to walk around to socialise. If socialise meant to make fun of every person in renaissance attire.

"the guy in the pantaloons probably thinks energy drinks count as water," jess pressed his lips to your ear, narrowly missing your cheek because of how much you were laughing. Everyone must have thought you two were drunk or high, from how hard you two were laughing. That was when you heard medieval sounding music playing where everyone had gathered.

"jess. you have to dance to this. i physically need to see it," you clung onto his arm, bringing him to the area near the gazebo, where Liz and TJ were dancing. They were doing some complicated looking dance straight out of the middle ages. "no way am i doing that. i'd rather slam my tongue in a car door." "please...?" "no." "...pretty please?" "fine, but you're coming out there with me." and before you could say no, he'd already dragged you to the dancefloor.

you'd be lying if you said you didn't have fun embarrassing yourselves. you'd only been dragged out of the dancefloor because TJ wanted to seranade Liz with a special dance just for her, and boy, were you glad you didn't have to see that.

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Jess was walking you over to the gilmore house, where you'd been crashing with lorelai since your exams had been over. You, being a rich international student who's parents knew Richard and Emily Gilmore, had been asked to stay with them when you went to Chilton, and to Yale subsequently. Of course you could always tell them that your exams hadn't ended yet, and you were still staying at Yale, but where's the fun in that? You, lorelai, and rory, were planning on having a weekend of binging old movies and junking on the most unhealthy food you could find, so being a few days early wasn't a problem.

"after this is back to new york?" you asked him while approaching the door of lorelai's house. "maybe not, this time. might stay here for a bit; it's not that bad," he responded, leaning on the door. "any plans for summer?" you looked up at him. "you know, i've always wanted a summer romance. you know the type you read in the books, the notebook and stuff like that," you played with the straps of your purse. "maybe that'll be one of my plans," he said as he grabbed your waist and held you right up to him. "want it to be longer than just summer though." he pressed his lips to yours as he ran his fingers through your hair. you took a second to react, but you were kissing him back too. when you pulled apart for air, breathing heavy, you smiled.

"can't wait"

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[thatdesigirl17]

please

jess mariano x fem!reader

requested by @dkjndfnmdfmdmnd I don't know if this is what you wanted but I hope you like it! no warnings, but its basically fluff and angst.

‘Do I have to go?’, Y/N whined as Lorelai pushed her in her room. ‘Yes, Luke and Liz both have invited you, it’ll be rude plus do you really wanna miss that wedding? It’ll be our share of entertainment for the entire week!’, Lorelai tried persuading her. Y/N was home for another week due to her holidays at Yale, although she wasn’t exactly Lorelei’s biological kid, Lorelai had basically adopted her since Y/N’s parents hardly used to be home because of their work and travel. Currently, Lorelai was trying to make Y/N come to Liz’s wedding with her, but she didn’t want to and the reason was simple. Jess Mariano. 

Jess was her ex-boyfriend, the love of her life, her best friend who had left without so much as a goodbye about two years ago and hadn’t been in touch since. ‘Is it because of him?’, Lorelai sighed, sitting on the bed. ‘What will I even say to him?’, Y/N said, sitting across Lorelai. ‘You could slap him.’, Lorelai suggested sarcastically, making Y/N chuckle, ‘You cannot skip the wedding because of a man! Have I taught you nothing? You are coming to the wedding and showing Jess what he missed out on okay? No more discussions.’ Lorelai said as she exited the room, closing the door behind her, and leaving Y/N to get ready. Y/N sighed, she knew Lorelai was right and decided to do exactly what she said. She got ready wearing a short dress with a corset, highlighting her chest and waist. She put on light makeup and flowers in her hair because Lorelai insisted upon following the Renaissance theme. 

Lorelai and Y/N went to Luke’s where he was waiting for them on the sidewalk. They greeted each other as Luke complimented Lorelai. ‘You look great, Y/N.’, he said, looking over at her. ‘Thank you.’, she smiled politely. They started walking together, towards the town square where the wedding was being held. ‘Hey Y/N, you gonna be okay?’, Luke asked. ‘I hope so.’, she smiled. He nodded and walked with Lorelai. 

Just as they got seated, Liz’s friend Carrie arrived and told them about how Liz had ripped her wedding dress. Lorelai got up to help and dragged Y/N with her to Miss Patty’s where Liz was getting ready.  They greeted each other as Lorelai inspected the rip and told Y/N to get some pins from her purse. 

‘Here you go-‘, Y/N said, stopping right in her tracks as soon as she entered the barn once again. She saw him, Jess, looking right at her. He looked the same, except he had let his hair grow long. She could feel his eyes roaming around her body, taking her presence in. ‘Hey.’, she breathed. ‘Hey.’, he responded with a nod, his face expressionless but his gaze soft. 

‘Y/N, honey, the pins.’, Lorelai reminded as they witnessed the staring contest taking place between Jess and Y/N. Y/N shook her head and walked towards Lorelai, brushing past Jess. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath as their arm brushed. ‘Here.’, she said, handing Lorelai the pins and looking at Jess through the mirror. The awkward tension filled the air in the room. 

‘All done!’, Lorelai chimed as she finished altering the dress. ‘I’ll go tell everyone.’, Jess said and left the barn hurriedly. Lorelai and Y/N too made their way out and back to their seats. Luke and Lorelai sat in the second row, next to each other, while Y/N sat in the first, next to an empty chair. ‘Luke, shouldn’t you be seated here?’, she asked, turning around. ‘He cannot sit without his date! And I’m not sitting in the first row.’, Lorelai jumped in, just as an old-timey traditional tune played, signalling the start of the ceremony as the flower girls marched. Y/N turned her attention back to the ceremony, her mind still replaying the flashbacks of Jess, the late night drives in his car, them sitting on the bridge by the lake, reading together or just taking walks around the town.  A man cartwheeling and tumbling brought her attention back to the wedding as Liz entered, walking down the aisle with Jess. 

Liz kissed Jess on the cheek as he sat down on the empty chair right next to Y/N, wiping his cheek. They gave each other a small smile as the minister came forward, singing a poem. The four of them clenched their jaws, trying their best not to laugh at the wedding ceremony. Y/N looked at Lorelai over her shoulder, both of them on the verge of laughing out loud. Jess reached over and gently placed his hand on top of hers, trying to control his laughter himself, but he knew how hard it was for her to control her laughter, especially in serious situations. She looked at him and bit her lip, finding him looking right back at her. She quickly looked ahead as the ceremony proceeded. 

‘How is Yale?’, he asked, leaning over close to her. ‘Good, what about you? Where are you currently?’, she asked. ‘Oh, just here and there.’, he answered. She nodded, a bit of anger flaring up at his vague response. 

‘You look good.’, he whispered, leaning close to her ear. ‘Thank you, so do you. You let your hair grow long.’, she remarked, looking at him as he smiled and nodded, ‘You know what they say, hair holds memory, didn’t want to take the risk of forgetting.’ 

‘Forget what? Your perfect little life in Stars Hollow that you had to run away from?’, she said sarcastically, a bit of anger in her voice. She could feel him visibly tense at her words as he retracted his hand. ‘Y/N, I-‘, he starts but stops and sighs. She waits for his answer, she has waited for his answer for months. 

‘Nothing? Seriously?’, she says, her words laced with disappointment. She looks at him expectantly waiting for him to say something, anything, but he doesn’t, he just looks down, staring at his hands. She exhales the breath she was holding and gets up, walking away. He gets up quickly, following her, ‘Y/N, wait!’ ‘Why should I? I think I’ve waited long enough, Jess.’, she says continuing walking. He sprints catching up to her, grabbing her arm, stopping her and stepping in front of her. ‘Please.’ ‘Why? You’re not gonna say anything.’, she said. ‘You know I’m not good at all this small talk, just give me a minute, please.’, he said. ‘Fine.’, she said crossing her arms as she waited for him to explain. 

He bit his lip and sighed before speaking, ‘Y/N, I’m sorry.’ ‘For what exactly? Leaving? Not saying goodbye? Not keeping in touch?’, she asks, her anger getting the best of her. ‘For everything, you didn’t deserve it, you didn’t deserve an idiot like me.’, he said, looking down. ‘You’re right I didn’t.’, she said, her gaze softening at his genuineness. ‘I’m so sorry, trust me if you will, there wasn’t a day I thought of reaching out to you.’, he said, finally meeting her gaze. ‘Why didn’t you?’, she asked. ‘I didn’t know what to say.’, he said, his voice low, a whisper, as he took her hands in his, ‘Y/N, I know this isn’t an excuse but I’m sorry, for everything.’ ‘Jess, I have to go.’, she said slowly removing her hands from his grasp. ‘Y/N, don’t. Please stay, let’s talk this out.’, he said, holding her arms preventing her from walking away. ‘Jess please, you don’t understand.’, she said, tears almost welling up in her eyes. ‘What don’t I understand?’, he said, confused. She didn’t answer him. ‘Make me understand.’, he tried to convince her. ‘If I stay here with you-‘, she started and then stopped, looking away. ‘What? What are you saying?’, he asked, a bit of frustration in his voice. ‘If I stay here with you, I’ll start loving you again! And you won’t, you’ll just leave, again.’, she said, her voice low as her confession hung in the air. 

‘You think I didn’t love you?’, he said. ‘You left me. It doesn’t exactly scream I love you.’, she said her anger still present. ‘I know, I’m sorry, I know this won’t make up for anything but I still need to do this.’, he said, as he cupped her cheeks in his hands, leaning in and kissing her. She kissed him back almost instantly, the feeling so familiar to her. His movements were so soft and sincere that it made her forget all about her anger. He pulled her closer, one of his hands snaking around her waist as she rested hers on his arms. He breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against hers, as he says breathlessly, ‘I’m sorry.’ 

Her phone rings startling them as they let go of each other. It’s Lorelai, she answers it. ‘Lorelai says dinner is served, we should go.’, she says as he nods softly and follows her lead. She goes on to find Lorelai as he takes his seat on the table set down for them. 

His eyes follow her every move, a small smirk appearing on his face as they make eye contact, while she talks to Lorelai. He gets up and walks over to her. ‘Dance with me?’, he asks towering behind her. ‘Are you high?’, she asks sarcastically,  turning around. ‘Just trying to make up.’, he shrugs. ‘You’ve got a long way ahead of you for that, don’t think this is it.’, she says as she lets him lead her to the dance floor. ‘Not even when I’m doing something I hate for you?’, he asks playfully. ‘Not even close.’, she chuckles, narrowing her eyes at him. He chuckles, a breath of relief leaving him as he hears her laugh.

He grabs her waist, pulling her closer and swaying to the rhythm of the song the band is playing. She rests her hands on his shoulders. ‘I intend on making it up to you.’, he says, leaning closer slightly. ‘It’ll probably cost you your entire lifetime.’, she chuckles. ‘Then so be it.’, he smirks.

[kinokomoonshine]

for the Jess Mariano request, with prompt 7, I forgot to put fem!reader! 😭

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it was near the end of November and the harsh winter cold wasn’t helping with the numb sensation in your fingertips, and forgetting your gloves isn’t the ideal. but the sight of your apartment door brings you relief, thinking of how different the temperature must be, so much warmer, and the idea of drinking hot cocoa while watching what crappy movie is passing while cuddling to your boyfriend, makes your steps quicken.

your boyfriend, how could you ever forget him. he’s been staying at your place for a while, for some peace and quiet from his roommates and some extra quality time with you.

finally getting to the front door and unlocking it to reveal the same man standing in the kitchen, trading a “hey” with each-other, drooping your bag on the nearest surface and removing the excessive layers and finally approaching him from behind, enveloping your arms around him and placing a small kiss on his back.

“how was work?” he asks, caressing your arms “the same, tiring. yours? how’s the book going?” “it’s going well, managed to get a few more chapters done.” “that’s nice.”

Jess simply hums, trying to get around the kitchen with you holding him, “you arrived home in a perfect timing.” “how’s that?” “just finished some hot chocolate for the both of us.” smiling up at him, you move to his front to finally plant a kiss on your boyfriends lips.

he reciprocates with more fervor, one of his hands moves from your arms to hold your face and yours slip under his sweater, causing Jess to push you away from him with a shriek and you to complain. “wtf?! your hands are fucking freezing!” you try to hold him back against you and insert your hands under his sweater, again, “𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑚𝑚𝑚 ”, Jess who does little to move you, only stays tense due to the contrast of the temperature

“take them out” “no” “it’s like freaking north pole”, the only response Jess gets it’s you sliding your hands further up his back looking for more warmth while tightening the hug. “I hate you” you look up at him grinning and he smiles back at you “you loveee me” “you wish” “just hug me back you fucking idiot.”

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[crabcanwrite]

Tears and Weddings

@augustwritingchallenge Day 16: rest

Words: 1k

Fandom: Gilmore Girls

Ships: Jess/reader

Warnings: sfw agere, wetting, mentioned abuse

"Jess? Are you dressed?" You poked your head into the bathroom, finding Jess hunched over the sink.

His face was pale, and blood pooled in his fingertips as he clutched the edges of the sink.

Slowly, you walked over and put a hand on his back. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Don't touch me," he slapped your hand away, glaring out of the corner of his eye.

"Jess…" Crossing your arms, you gave him a stern look. "Come on, what is it?"

"Nothing! Nothing!" He jerked to look at you, gritting his teeth. Pushing past you, he grabbed his bag, shoving a book inside. "Let's just get this over with."

"We don't have to—" the door slamming cut you off.

Sighing, you changed into your costume and followed him to the gazebo, sitting down in a foldable chair.

People walked past you, doing party prep. As time went on, it got more crowded, louder with last-minute additions.

You looked up from your book, finding Jess nowhere to be seen.

"Jess?" You called, searching the square before moving on to Miss Patty's "Hey, have you seen Jess?"

"He's not out there?" Liz looked up from her torn dress, frowning. Patty looked over from her rack of clothes. "I think I saw him by Luke's a few minutes ago."

"Thanks."

The lights were off inside the diner, your view obscured by the setting sun.

Against the glare, you could make out Jess's bag sitting on the counter. The bell rang as you pushed the door open. "Jess? Are you in here?"

A quiet squeak came from behind the counter. You looked over it to find Jess hiding with his knees pulled up to his chest.

Wide, watery eyes looked up at you, and he curled into himself. As you walked around it, the smell of ammonia hit you. "Oh, baby."

He flinched away from you, hiding his head in his knees. "Sorry"

"It's okay; you're not in trouble." Gently, you ran your fingers through his hair. "Let me go tell people we're gonna take off early, okay? I'll be back in a minute."

Sniffling, he nodded and watched you leave. Lorelai was helping Liz fix her dress when you walked back inside Miss Patty's. They looked over to you, Liz speaking up first. "Did you find him?"

"Find who?" Lorelai asked, going back to pinning the dress.

"Jess, I found Jess." You nodded, smiling apologetically. "We're gonna have to leave early, I think he got a stomach bug."

"Oh no," face falling, Liz shook her head. "I guess he really didn't want to walk me down the aisle."

Sighing, you shook your head and left, speed-walking back to Luke's. Jess was still hiding behind the counter, holding several wet paper towels.

You pulled the trashcan over, taking the paper towels and tossing them into it. "Ready to go?"

"What about—?"

"Don't worry about it." Cutting him off, you pulled him up and sprayed the floor with cleaner, tossing a rag down on top of it. "There."

Silently, Jess followed you back to your hotel room, clutching your hand.

The closet door creaked open, and you grabbed a pair of his pajamas. "You want a bath or a shower?"

"…" He just stared down at the floor, letting go of your hand.

"Bath it is." You pulled him into the bathroom, watching the tub fill. "Do you need help with your clothes?"

"No!" Avoiding your gaze, Jess pulled at his shirt, then at his pants when that didn't work. "…go away."

"Hey," with a slightly sterner tone, you padded over and unlaced the front of the shirt. "Lift up your arms."

Begrudgingly, he lifted his arms and let you pull the shirt over his head, setting it in the sink.

He leaned against you as you undid his belt, mumbling something apology-adjacent.

Giving him a soft smile, you stood up and kissed his cheek, tossing the rest of his clothes in the sink. "It's okay, ready to get in the tub?"

He nodded and sat down in the bath, pulling his knees up to his chest and staring into the water.

You kneeled down next to the tub, grabbing the body wash and a rag. "I'm not mad."

"I'm sorry." Fat tears rolled down his cheeks and dripped into the water. " 'm sorry."

"Shh, you don't need to be." Gently, you cupped his cheek and turned his head to kiss him. "No one's mad at you. You're not in trouble."

"Promise?"

"I promise," you nodded. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

"Talking" Sniffling, he hid his face in your hand, pressing it against his face. "Too much talking…they hit me."

"Who hit you, darling?"

"Luke, and…the guy"

"The guy? You mean TJ?"

"Mhm."

"At the bachelor party?"

He nodded, going back to crying into your hand. Careful not to spook him, you set your hand on his back, ignoring the water wetting your wrist.

A soft sob broke the silence, and it was only a second before Jess's chest was heaving as he sobbed.

Briefly, you wondered how well he could breathe, pulling your hand away from his face. Your hand had wrinkled, and his face was red and puffy. 

"'M sorry" he managed to say between sobs and gasps.

Shaking your head, you leaned over and pulled him into a hug, ignoring your now wet clothes. "There's nothing to be sorry for. You got scared, that's all."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure" carefully, you helped him out of the tub and wrapped a towel around him.

He squirmed as you tried to dry him, complaining about being cold.

Once he was only damp, you helped him into his pajamas. "I'm going to change, alright?"

When you left the bathroom, Jess had curled up on the bed, arms around himself. You sat down next to him and pulled the blanket up. "Hey."

"Hey."

The faint sound of music came in through the window, making you turn on the TV. "You want to watch a movie?"

"Mmkay," he propped his head up on a pillow, shaking his head as you flipped through the channels.

Finally, you settled on an old Disney movie and lay down next to him.

He wrapped his arms around you, shutting his eyes and listening to the movie.

"Goodnight," you leaned down and kissed his forehead. "I love you."

"Mmm," he mumbled something, already half asleep.