#anne with an e 3

[booksandmore]

you dont get how refreshing anne of green gables is like yes sometimes you really must imagine there are dryads combing their hair in the woods and little girls in the cupboard who love you and places called the lake of shining waters and lovers lane and be glad you live in a world where there are october’s and be full of love and wonder and whimsy and imagination

[celestialowlryx]

Oh, Matthew…isn't it a beautiful morning? The trees look as if you could blow them away with a breath. Poof! I'm so glad I live in a world where there are white frosts, aren't you? ↳ Anne with an E (2017-2019)

[elssbethtascioni]

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. ANNE WITH AN E (2017-2019) + autumn

[achilleabee]

mfs when

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

"love is being willing to ruin your good painting at the chance at a great one"

"but do you like me?"

"sometimes, you just have to let people love you"

"this isn't normal. this isnt how life is supposed to feel"

"i know ill never be an ordinary kid."

"maybe i do just ruin people's lives"

"incase i dont see you; good afternoon, good evening and goodnight"

"but they'll never know how tragic and boring and insecure you really are, or how high school was the best your life was ever going to get"

"in the end, he was not Nina or Matthias or Kaz or Inej or Jesper. he was just Wylan Van Eck. he told them everything."

"he didnt make jinx. you did"

"i dont know whats scarier. the fact that everyone in this kingdom wants to run a sword through my heart, or that sometimes, i just wanna let 'em"

[windamp]

♡⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹_. ༶ ⋆˙⊹⁺♡ lovers ♡⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹_. ༶ ⋆˙⊹⁺♡

[girl4music]

“Women matter on their own, not in relation to a man. We all deserve the right to bodily autonomy and to be treated with respect and dignity. To say ‘stop’ and be heard; instead of pushed, derided and told that a man knows more about our basic rights and desires than we do. Women are not made whole by men. Women are made whole the moment they enter this world.”

- Anne Shirley-Cuthbert (Anne of Green Gables)

[quillandrapier]

It's september which means it's time to watch the greatest show of all time

[luuxxart]

How had ryukitann got together? 🤔

sorry this is a little rushed, but in general i think this is the gist of how they’d get together

[indigenous-character-tournament]

Kronk is canonically Quechua.

Ka'kwet is canonically Mi'kmaw.

[kat-rose-griffith]

I can’t believe I haven’t seen any parallels made between the red head x brunette pen pal friends to lovers slow burn ship shirbert, from Anne with an E, and polin, from bridgerton. I’m actually surprised I haven’t seen more parallels between the two shows in general since they do share a few similar aspects

[vodkartoons]

how i love being a woman

i've been rewatching outlander and anne with an e, really feeling the mystic vibe, womanhood and spirits of the night

[mostofthingsmostofthetime]

Part 5 of my Anne With An E memes: season 1 episode 3

Everyone when Anne was reading that poem:

Anne, when Gilbert tried talking to her while the girls were watching:

Mathew going to Rachel:

Mathew being the only one to still view anne as a child:

Marilla when she went to Mrs. Andrews:

Me reasling Jerry probably wishes he could go to school too:

Ruby watching Gilbert try to talk to Anne:

OG fans when Gilbert pulled Anne's hair & called her carrots:

Everyone in the class when Anne broke her board on Gilbert's face:

Anne, after getting humiliated by the teacher:

[miss-austen]

Shirbert x Black Hole Fantasy by the Crane Wives

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Been listening to this album and this song on repeat lately, and as soon as I realized how perfect the bridge fits their last scene, I had to make an edit

[captain-harpo]

anne with an e is so great because i get to see anne and she is there <3

[capybaraonabicycle]

Anne: I want to be like you: Unmarried because I don't give a shit about romance.

Josephine: Anne, I'm a lesbian. And my wife just died.

[crushsblogstories]

Camping Trip - Part 3

WARNING(S)!

None of these are my characters!

I came up with the plot.

Mention of washing up and changing! (NOT s3xually)

Mention of AND kissing!

Suggestive themes?! ('Questionable' speaking of Gilbert & jokes + hinting towards intimate acts + 'sensual?' touching) MDNI

Pronouns! Not specified (Dress is worn)

Long-ish?! Incase you're looking for something short.

Note! George is a name I gave a random background character. His name is only mentioned once but I wanted to clarify.

Potential Inaccuracy! Zippers were in fact used at this time for clothing but there is no specific year (that I could find) where it states they were used for tents. I also referenced a spider found in Canada, but I'm not sure if they are found on Prince Edward Island (Where Avonlea is).

NOT PROOF READ

REQUEST/CREDIT! @isa172736637 asked for more and has received!

||Wordbank:|| Knickers - Shorts || Trousers - Pants || Fawn - Baby Deer || Nert - 1940s term for stupid or crazy person || Dunce - Someone who is 'slow at learning' and/or stupid || Courting - an older form of dating (at the time you could court more than one person and it was moreso 'competative dating' but I used the word for the sake of emersion and in the sense and term of dating) || Bbak - Random sound effect...

PART 1 [] PART 2 [] Current: PART 3

Thank you all so much for reading ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

I will say, I don't really like this.. I worked on it for wayyy too long and even tried restarting but I hope you like it anyways.

The silence of the night is so tranquil and quiet, sometimes with an ominous undertone but tonight was scerene. The soft blowing of the wind, the faint flow of the river, the leaves-

*Rustle Rustle*

Rustling?

I toss a little in my sleep. *Rustle Rustle*

My brows furrow at the increasingly louder noise. *Rustle..*

My brows unfurrow as I get comfortable again, the sound now gone. The quiet of the night seeps in again and-

*Rustle*

'OK! I'm up!' I groan and rub my eyes as I sit up, taking in my surroundings. I'm in my tent, so the noise is coming from outside, right?

I toss my blanket to the side and zip a little hole inbetween my tents curtains too peek through. I look around... Nothing is there, I close the curtain and just as I'm about to lay down,

*Rustle Rustle*

At this point I'm awake and decided to look for the sound again. I peek out - nothing. I wait - nothing. I'm not dumb, I'm not going to leave my tent when theres a weird reoccuring noise outside. So instead, I grab a rock (more like a pebble) that was on the grass outside my tent and throw it towards Gilbert's. The rock flies through his curtains and makes a thunk sound. 'Did he not close his curtains?' I wonder.

Soon, a groggy looking Gilbert pokes his head out of the tent and looks around before spotting me. I point to my ear then point outwards and we both pause for a moment, listening. It's quiet.. Still quiet.. Gilbert looks at me confused before,

*Rustle Rustle*

He looks around, most likely for the source of the sound then looks back to me with an even more confused look. He looks as though he's about to get up and make his way over, and before he does, as well as before I stop him a figure walks, almost leaps partily inbetween us. I look up and see a- a fawn? It has long legs for its tiny body, a pretty brown coat with speckles of white and wide glossy black eyes.

Another deer, seemingly it's mother, waltzes up behind it before continuing to walk through the campsite. The fawn looks around and makes eye-contact with me. 'Do I look away? Would that scare it?' are probably the questions I should be asking but my mind goes blank, seeping in all of the moment, remembering each small detail. Then, the fawn prances up to it's waiting mother and they walk away into the night. Just as my brain finishes processing I look back to Gilbert who looks at me and smiles. I'm not entirely sure if it was a returned one, I couldn't tell if I was smiling or my brain was. Gilbert ducks back into his tent, zipping it behind him, and I do the same.

-In The Morning- I wake up, I hear birds chirping and no chatter so I assume I'm one of the first up. I make my way to the river with a large cup-like container in hand, hoping to not get seen in my nightgown. I grab a scoop of water and head back to my tent. Closing the curtains I grab a cloth from my suitcase and set it beside the container before undressing and begining to wash up. I ring out the cloth, and grab another to dry myself off before changing. (White knickers are underneath)

I brush my hair, style it, and smooth out any wrinkles in my dress before pouring the water from my container out onto the grass putting it, along with my cloths and nightgown in my suitcase. I take a deep breath, savouring the clean air before heading outside my tent seeing Ms.Stacy up and ready for the day. "Good morning Ms." I smile, earning one back. "Good morning, mind stacking some wood closer to the fire pit so I can start breakfast?" Ms.Stacy asks, I nod and head over to the pile of wood that was collected yesterday and begin moving some little my little to the firepit until I think there's enough to keep a fire going. Everyone slowly starts waking up and getting ready just as Ms.Stacy starts breakfast with ingredients she packed. I spot Gilbert leaving his tent from the corner of my eye and walk over. "Good morning." I say a bit too cheerfully for such an early hour. "Good morning, love." Gilbert smiles. 'WOAH. It wasn't just me who heard that right?' I ask the internal me's. 'No, we alllllll heard it.' An internal me squeels. Gilbert morning voice? DAMN. I swear to every single cloud in the sky that if we weren't together now I would get down on one knee and confess right then and there sloley for the chance of hearing that voice everytime I wake up beside him, doesn't matter to me if that means during marriage or after s- "Last night.." Gilbert speaks, he snapped me out of my him-induced trance. Last night? I'm thinking about the nights to come. Get it? To c- "The deer we seen were so cute." Yet again he intercepts my thoughts. "Oh my gosh yes! They scared me at first, that's why I woke you up. All I could hear was random rustling but when I seen them I was at a complete loss for words. I mean, have you ever seen a prettier sight?" Gilbert stares at me after my rant. Did I rant for too long? No, wait. He's smiling at me? Now he's laughing? "I refuse to believe you are this pretty everyday without looking into a mirror. You're the prettiest sight I've ever seen." I can't help but smile like a giddy child. Maybe it was his morning voice or how the sentiment seemed almost poetic - like Romeo and Juliet without the creepy age gap, but I swear I was falling for this guy all over again.

"Breakfast is ready!" Ms.Stacy shouts. I notice a couple of boys dash out of their tents, some still in their sleepwear, to get some food. I grab Gilberts hand and start speed-walking my way over smelling pancakes, sausage, eggs, and bacon on my way over. Breakfast was fairly uneventful aside from Tily and Moody's profuce blushing towards one another, Josie gawking and praising Billy for practically breathing, and the flirtatious glances Tillie and Charlie shared. I wouldn't have noticed the glances if Gilbert hadn't pointed them out by nudging me with his elbow, nodding towards the two, then wiggling his eyebrows causing me to laugh. "Alright, listen up!" Everyones attention turns to Ms.Stacy. "You will be splitting off into groups of four to explore the forest. I will be giving four of you papers with your group members names and the direction you will be traveling on it. You are to be back before lunch, and must stay a reasonable distance from camp, understood?" Nods and reluctent 'yes'' were given. I got a paper, Diana got a paper, Anne got a paper, and George got a paper. 'Uh oh.' I thought. Anne and Dianna got papers, they aren't together. 'Hope they do ok without one another. What if I'm not with Gilbert?'

I look to my paper reading out the first name on my list. "Gilbert?" I call, registering the name only after having spoken it. I turn to him with a smile, greeted with one in return. "Who else are we with?" He asks. I read the second name, "Josie," and look up to beckon her over. Billy was the last person standing alone. 'Great... That means-' "Billy! You're in my group!" Josie just about squeels, grabbing the paper from me and waving it in the air on her tippy-toes as if he wasn't a meter or so away. "So, which way are we heading?" I ask, trying to peek at the paper. "Um.. West." She reads, continuing with a question "Which way is that..?" Billy smirks cockily pointing past me, "That way obviously!" Me and Gilbert share a glance but I speak up first. "The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. It's still rising so east is actually that way." I point in the complete opposite direction and begin walking, everyone catching up and following suit.

We're about two miles away from camp and have two hours or so until lunch. "Ugh, can we take a break? My feet hurt." Josie stops in her tracks. "You've made us stop like fifteen times already." Now it's my turn to complain. Josie rolls her eyes and sits down on a rock. "How about we just sit around here for a bit then head back?" Gilbert rests a comforting hand on my lower back. It's not like there's much to see besides plants, squirrels, and the occassional bird so I sigh and give in, sitting on a large stump. I pat the area beside me for Gilbert to sit and Billy just leans against a tree near Josie, arms crossed. Conversations begin, topics changing here and there. Then,

Josie giggles.

She giggles again,

"Oh, stop." She says flirtatiously, meaning 'keep going', who is she talking to though?

(A/N: NOT HOW IT WORKS IRL. CONSENT IS A MUST IN ANY SITUATION! Even if it's 'obvious' ALWAYS ASK ANYWAY-unless they aren't in their right mind).

Another giggle.

"Oh Billy, stop it~" She laughs.

"Stop what?" Billy asks, his tone slightly defensive. "Stop tickling me silly!" Josie giggles again.

A pause.

"Josie.." I start, slowly standing, "His arms are crossed..." Gilbert finishes. "Wha.." Josie looks over to Billy, his arms now raised by his head. Her breath hitches, she swallows hard. "Then what, is touching, my.." She slowly turns her body,

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Josie lets out a shrilling screech, like nails on a chalkboard, a screem so high pitched yet vile as if she was disgusted, offended, and scared all at once. Josie attempted to shake a spider off, it was a big hairy wolf spider, she shakes her arm agressively and slaps it away, then shaks the hand she slapped it woth, probably having felt it's fuzziness. Josie runs into a random direction yelling. "EW EW! Get it off! HELP! EWWWW!"

"Josie! Wait!" I yell, running after her. I stop when there are two distinct openings in the tree's to walk. "Which way did she go?" Billy asks, catching up along with Gilbert. "I-I dont know.."

The next I don't know how long was spent yelling Josie's name, looking for her to no avail.

"Josie!?" "Josie?!" "Josie!?"

We'd yell after one another.

It'd been getting late, the sun was setting and it would be about dinner time now. We wandered farther and farther from the camp, remembering our way as best we could, but we were getting hungry..

"Why don't we head back? It's getting late and we can look for her better in the morning." Billy stops as he speaks, me and Gil doing the same.

"I agree," Gilbert turns to me specifically.

"We should head back, but to tell Ms.Stacy what happened and come back to look with flashlights."

"Tell the teacher? Really? We'd get in trouble! Are you stupid or something?" Billy combats. Gilbert scowls, eyebrows clenched, "If we head back without her and it'd be obvious something happened and we'd get in even more trouble for not saying anything." It wasn't a yell, but it was close.

"Oh! Really?" Billy scoffs, "I didn't know Mr.Know-it-all had it all planned out!" And here starts the yelling..

"It's not my fault you're a nert! Maybe pay attention in class once and a while and you wouldn't be a complete dunce!"

'Well that was definitely pent up.'

Billy's gaze flickered to me for a second, he looked embarassed. "Oh shut up Blythe! Half the time you're chatting about Y/N! We get it, you've been courting her for ages! If you're not gonna do it, why not let someone else give 'em a spin?" Billy smiles slyly, like he did something other than make this unnecissary agrument detour worse.

BBAK

No blood, but a big red spot on Billys face, it would form into a black eye for sure. I look at Girlbert, ok, time to stop this. I grab Gilbert's arm, trying to drag him away a bit when Billy left hooks him. 'Greattt.' I think. "Ok, you both got your hits it, you both said some words, now stop-"

"Hello?! Is-is some one there?!"

It was faint, but I heard it.

"Josie?" I breath the name, not sure if it's her.

"What?" Gil asks, his tone more mad than he probably meant.

"H-hello? Please! Help!"

The two boys look over, they heard it too.

"Josie!?" I begin again, walking faster and yelling louder than I had before. Finally.

"Y/N?! Y/N!?" She's louder, I walk closer to the sound, Gilbert and Billy behind me. There's a small clearing, "Y/N!"

I look, up?

"Jos-ie..?" A tree, she's in a tree.. "Why are you-"

"I ran from the spider, then I heard something in the bushes and climbed up here. Get me down please. My dress is dirty, it's ripped, and- I think I have twig in my hairrrr." She was near to tears, being lost, alone in the woods, probably a traumatizing experience.

"We can't climb up and bring you back down with us, you're going to have to jump." Gilbert states blanantly, he had the habit of doing so when assesing situations while he spoke. "Jump? No. Not happening."

I'm hungry, I'm tired, I'm sorta annoyed, I'm not doing this.

"Billy, you catch Josie when she falls." I say, hiking up my dress' skirt.

"Falls?"Josie just about squeeks. I climb up the tree and sit on the same branch as Josie. "Gil, you catch me."

"Now we're both stuck, what are you gonna d-"

Wooshhh

Theres a faint sound of wind as I shove Josie off. Maybe that was my pent-up fight. I jump down after her, aiming for Gilbert and he catches me.

"Hi." He smiles.

"Hey." I smile back.

It's quiet for a second before his stomach growls. "We should head back. I'm hungry too" I laugh.

☆~☆~Back at camp cause as I'm writing it is exactly 3:51 AM~☆~☆

As we return to the campsite, everyone is around huddled in one area, Ms.Stacy speaking, and everyone looking concerned. Anne notices us and runs over, Diane following behind as everyone turns to look at where they're headed. There is a look of relief of everyones faces as worry slowly disperses.

Anne nearly tackles me and Josie with a group hug as Diane joins.

"Where were you!? Everyone was so worried!" Diane releases from the hug as she lets out a seemingly held breath.

"Yeah, when you guys didn't come back I-" Anne is cut off by a hand on her shoulder.

It's Ms.Stacy...

"Where were you four? I had very clear instructions and you disobeyed them, missed lunch because of it, and had the whole class worrying."

We were all silent. We didn't want to say it was Josie's fault.

"We're sorry Ms." Gilbert steps up, the rest of our heads hung low. There was no excuse for this one, none I could think of in the moment at least..

"It was my fault Ms.Stacy, I'm sorry. There was a spider, and it was on me, and I got scared and ran off without the group. I made it even harder to find me because I ran up a tree when I heard rustling in the bushes.. It is completely my fault." Josie confesses, she stands tall but lowers her head when she apologises and admits her fault.

Ms.Stacy sighs and theres a pause. She analizes all four of us and I assume she sees Josies ripped dress and believes the story just as she speaks again,

"I can't fault you for that but next time don't run off, and if one of you do, come back and get me. Understood?"

We all nodded and gave a quick "Yes Ms." before we were dismissed.

We all cleaned up and got ready for the campfire and dinner.

Tonights mood was much less lively than the last because of what had happened, but we still had all of tommorow.

I sigh, "One more day here, then we go home first thing in the morning.."

Gilbert, still eating, swallows before replying. "Hopefuly it's better than the last two." He laughs.

"And if not?"

"If not.." One of his hands rub up and down my thigh, "We can go to my tent and-"

I stiffle a small laugh but can't help the smile creeping up my face.

"What?" Now Gil is laughing.

"Nothing." I bite my lower lip in another attempt to hold back my laugh.

He just stares at me with a smile. There's a shine of longing in his eyes, not desire - it's the look you'd imagine when reading forbiden-love and the main character thinks they'll never have the love in the way they so dearly wish. The same look they have when their so close in proximity but so far in every other aspect so they're scared to touch them, or even talk to them and just, admire from afar. And the same look I imagine they have when they finally have the love interest all to themselves.

I'm lost in thought just admiring Gilbert's features and almost miss him whisper, "I want to kiss you so bad right now.." He's still just admiringing me, in his own world as I register what he said.

I stand up and drag him along, finding my way to a tree behind my tent.

"What are we doing back here?" He looks confused but goes to hold my waist.

"To fufill your intrusive thoughts." I smile but his face looks concerned.

"In the woods? Not a tent? Kind of unsanitary, no?" As I realize what he means I smack his arm, causing him to pull it back from my waist, the other stil on it. "Gilbert!"

"What? It was your idea!"

"I meant kissing. You said you wanted to kiss me."

A pause.

"I-..."

Another pause.

NOTE: Kissing scene ends at the next orange line

I cup his face and go in for a kiss, a hand immediately drifts to his fuffy hair. He cups my cheek to deepen the kiss and pushes me up against the tree, pressing a leg between mine. Gilbert's hand trails up my torso, lingers on my thigh, and goes back up. He trails kisses down my neck, to my collarbone, and goes to trail lower before I catch his head.

"Gil.." I breath, just above a whisper.

He grabs my hand and kisses the back of it, working his way up my arm. "When I said kiss, did I not mention all over?" He smiles as he reaches back to my neck.

"Gil..." I repeat.

"I know, I know love. I'm sorry." He kisses my forehead and gives me a quick hug.

I press my head to his and smile, "I'm gonna head to bed, don't stay up too late alright?" I stroke his cheek with my thumb as I wait for a response.

He has the look in his eyes again. After a moment he nods and presses another short, but lingering kiss to my lips. "Goodnight beautiful/handsome/lovely." He smiles as he walks in the direction of his tent.

I round the tree and make my way to the front of my tent with a smile. I get in, zipping the door behind me, wash up and change into my pyjamas, tucking my clothes back into my suitcase, and get ready to sleep.

I close my eyes and slowly begin to drift off,

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