#luke danes imagine

[imyourbratzdoll]

i need a fic of big daddy luke going upstairs to jerk off in the mid-morning lull where no one’s coming into the diner, he’s in the bathroom with the door open, grunting jerking his big dick with his huge sexy ass out, and then reader wakes up to his sexy loud grunts & slowly walks up hiding in the door frame to see daddy luke stroking his manhood. when he notices her he immediately goes to pick her up and gives small kisses on her cheek, before he goes back to jerking into the toilet while making out with his sweet girl, cooing in her ear asking her if she’s gonna help daddy cum like a good girl…. 😩☺️🎀

I hope I did it justice for you baby💗

warning - masturbation, voyeurism (sorta), swearing, daddy kink, slight oral, cum eating, size kink.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn’t mine, divider by @newlips.

You groan, reaching over to cuddle into your man only to find his side of the bed empty and cold. Blinking your eyes open, you squint and look around the room before your ears pick up sounds coming from the bathroom. With a pout you roll out of bed and practically stomp towards the room, missing Luke’s arms around you.

You squeak quietly, hugging the doorframe as you stare wide-eyed at the scene in front of you. Your eyes fall to his hand watching as he grips and tugs his throbbing cock, your mouth waters noticing how red, veiny and huge it is, you don’t miss how heavy his balls look, just wanting to get on your knees and suck them into your mouth.

Luke groans, head falling back. His grunts and moans filling the small room, hand moving faster. He peeks an eye open when he feels like he’s being watched, turning his head he spots you. “Mornin’ little girl. Being daddy’s lil stalker?” He stalks over to you, grabbing your small body and lifting you, your legs wrap around his waist, giggling as he peppers small kisses on your cheeks before finally settling on your lips.

You cling onto him as he walks back over to where he was standing, one hand holding your body securely against his while the other meets his thick cock again, grunting against your lips as he picks up his strokes, tightening his hold, fucking into his hand harder.

You let out small puffs of air against his lips, becoming dumb and horny as he deepens the kiss. You whine when he pulls away, “Wanna watch daddy, baby?” You nod, tucking your head into his neck, your gaze falls down, mouth watering as you watch him stroke his dick, delicious pre-cum leaking from his tip.

Luke grunts, kissing your head. “You goin’ to help daddy cum?”

You nod, whimpering. “Daddy, please.” You grind desperately against his body, “wan’ your cum!” You huff, pouting, watching him stroke himself faster.

“You like when daddy touches himself, baby? Like watching as I pleasure myself?” Luke groans, feeling his balls tighten as he strokes over a sensitive spot. “I’m goin’ to cum, baby.”

You whine, kicking your legs slightly wanting to be let down. He squeezes the base, holding his orgasm off. “What’s wrong? Why are you bein’ a bad girl now?”

You look up at him with a pout, “want it in my mouth please, daddy.”

His arm tightens around you, quickly moving you out of the bathroom and setting you down onto the bed, even with the added height and you on your knees, he’s still so much bigger than you and you begin to throb, enjoying the size difference and the sight of his throbbing member in your face, your mouth waters and you launch forward, latching your mouth onto him.

Luke groans, hands immediately flying to your head, holding you gently as you lap up against his cock, sucking on his tip greedily while your hands come up and fondle his balls. “Fuck, gonna cum, baby! You’re such a good girl for helping daddy cum.”

You suck harder, desperate for his cream. His head falls back, grunts slipping from his mouth as his cock twitches, thick cum spurting out of his mushroom tip, shooting down your throat, overfilling your tiny mouth. Your cheeks puff out as he continues to cum, nearly choking as you hurriedly swallow every bit you can.

Luke pets your head, pulling his softening cock from your mouth, letting it sit between his meaty thighs as he peers down at you. “My good girl, I love you, baby.” He reaches under your chin, cupping it as he tilts your head up.

You grin up at him sweetly, “love you too, daddy!” You bat your lashes, “cuddles now?”

He chuckles, nodding. “Yeah, sweetheart, cuddles now.” You squeal, crawling under the covers and immediately climbing into his arms when he lies next to you, not bothered by his naked body against yours.

This was your happy place and you wouldn’t dare be anywhere else.

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[population9973]

secret - luke danes

luke danes x fem!reader

summary: lorelai oversteps and luke reveals your relationship

warnings: secret relationship, reader is younger than luke but no specific age is given, tiny bit of angst perhaps?

word count: 1.4k

“coffee?” luke asked, and you pushed your mug towards him with a smile.

“thanks.”

you were sitting at a table at luke’s diner when you overheard lorelai and rory talking about him,

the man oblivious as he went to fetch their order.

“do you think he’s dated anyone since rachel? lorelai said to her daughter in a hushed voice.

“I don’t know,” rory shrugged. “where would he meet anyone? he’s either here or in his apartment.”

“maybe he has a secret life. maybe he’s got a little chippy stowed away in mount pilot,” lorelai suggested, and rory laughed through her nose. “well we’ll know eventually.”

“i think he’s a bachelor for life.”

“and i think there’s someone for everyone,” the younger gilmore disagreed, before they began talking about music.

you tuned out the rest of their conversation, as it no longer pertained to your boyfriend. you and luke had been dating for about three months, and by some miracle had managed to keep it a secret; not an easy task in stars hollow. you couldn’t change the channel on the television in this town without someone finding out about it.

you were keeping the relationship hidden while it was new, since you were new to town and you were also a bit younger than luke. you had only moved here a little under six months ago; you didn’t need the added attention of a relationship while you were still settling into town, and luke respected that.

once the gilmore girls left, you went over to the counter to get another coffee to go, and luke smiled as he turned around and noticed it was you.

“hey, another coffee?” he asked.

“to go please,” you nodded, and he handed it to you, exchanging it for the mug you’d had. “call me later?” you whispered, though the diner was pretty empty, and he nodded, before you walked out of the store.

•

it was a few days later, and you were walking into the diner to grab a bite to eat. you put your headphones on but didn’t turn on your walkman so you could still hear as you walked inside and sat in the corner, luke holding up a finger to let you know he would be with you in a minute. you heard the door open and watched lorelai walk in and sit at the counter across from luke. you felt guilty for eavesdropping, but soon realized what the conversation was about and decided it did (slightly) pertain to you.

“hey, good party yesterday,” he greeted her, and you remembered him mentioning last night that he’d gone to help her fix something at a party her club was hosting.

“yeah, not bad”, she agreed with a smile.

“i like the new look it was very high class substitute teacher.”

“exactly what i was going for.”

“coffee?” he asked.

“oh, to go,” she answered, and luke switched the mug he’d placed in front of her for a paper cup. “hey luke, i feel a little weird even mentioning this to you-“ she began.

“what?”

“well yesterday i saw you talking to ava you know she’s in my booster club?”

“yeah i know who she is,” he replied, and you wondered what she was getting at.

“so anyhow, i saw you guys talking alone and it seemed kind of private and she mentioned earlier that you didn’t make her you know - gag,” she emphasized the word before continuing. “so I just figured you guys were making some sort of plans to hang out and see the thing is i just think it would be a little weird if you started dating a chilton mom.” you sat dumbfounded on the other side of the diner and luke raised his eyebrows slightly as she rambled on. “i know i have no right to say anything to you, but it’s just if you did date her - well i’m in the booster club with her which means i’ll hear things and i don’t know it’s just- i’d like to keep that chilton life separate from my stars hollow life so if there’s anyway that you could not date her, that would be really great,” she finished with a smile and a tap of her fingers on the counter top.

you sat in disbelief in your seat, still not daring to look their way as you wondered if it might have been better to not listen to the conversation after all.

“boy i tell you, you’ve got nerve,” he replied, sounding less than impressed with her speech.

“okay, uh w-“ she stuttered. “well i know this is your private business-��

“it is my private business.”

“you don’t see any validity to my side at all?” she asked.

“i am a grown man. you cannot tell me who to date to date,” he insisted.

“i’m not telling you who to date, i’m telling you who not to date,” she argued.

“you can’t tell me that either!”

“look-“ she began but he interrupted her.

“i will date who i like and if that screws with your plans, then i’m sorry - and if you don’t wanna hear things then don’t listen.”

“but-“

“if you don’t like it, you can just deal with it!” he said, and you weren’t sure you had ever heard him use that tone before.

“okay! i’ll just deal with it!,” she replied.

“good.”

“i just thought that if something was going to affect our friendship in some way that you might care about that because if the situation was reversed then i would care about that but that’s me! so go ahead date her!” she said, standing up, obviously offended. “marry her! make her mrs.backwards baseball cap - live happily ever after. see if i care!” lorelai flapped her arm around as she began walking out of the diner. “and by the way, I wasn’t asking her out,” luke informed her. “i was giving her directions for the quickest way back to hartford. it was very romantic. i said you take a right at deerfield and you catch the I-5 and you take it south. oh man, hot stuff!” he explained.

“that is so typical of you!”

“what?” he said, and you could recognize by his voice that he was rolling his eyes.

“that is not the quickest way back to hartford. everybody knows that you take main to cherry to linwood and then grab the 11. everybody knows that luke - everybody apparently but you!” she said, and her voice wavered as if she was getting emotional.

“and just for the record, not that it’s any of your business at all, i’m seeing someone. don’t worry she’s not one of the snobs in your chilton club so you won’t have to hear about it!”

you were glad you didn’t have a coffee yet or you probably would spat it out in surprise, and you wished more than anything that you had been able to see the look or lorelais face. you had nothing against her, but you did agree she had severely overstepped here.

“well that’s great! i’m so happy for you!” she spat angrily, and stormed out of the diner. thankfully there hadn’t been many people inside eating to hear the conversation, or luke’s confession of having a girlfriend. you decided you weren’t as concerned with people finding out anymore. you were happy with luke and that’s what was most important.

“hey,” luke greeted quietly as he appeared next to your table with a mug and coffee pot.

“hey,” you smiled up at him.

“how much did you hear?” he asked sheepishly, pouring you drink.

“all of it,” you admitted. “i’m sorry.”

“you don’t have to apologize. i’m sorry i told her without asking i just-“

“hey,” you put your hand on his softly. “i’m not mad. i guess the cats kinda out of the bag though.”

“no one knows it’s you,” he pointed out.

“it’s a small town - how long do you think it’ll take them to figure it out?” you laughed.

“yeah i guess so.”

“so, this chilton mom-“ you teased.

“don’t start,” he rolled his eyes, but smiled. “you’re really okay with people knowing about us?” he asked, and you nodded.

“yeah, i am,” you decided. “are you?”

“yeah, i guess i am,” he agreed, and you smiled.

“good.”

“good,” you beamed, and luke walked back behind the counter. you thought he had gone back to work, but he returned with another mug of coffee and sat down across from you.

“mind if i join you?” he teased, and you were surprised.

“are you…taking a break?”

“yeah,” he agreed.

“you? luke danes? are taking a break-“

“shut up before i change my mind?” he said playfully and you smiled, sipping your coffee.

“deal.”

[ddejavvu]

Can I be the controversially young-new in town-girl luke danes fucks in secret any time he wants or it's that too much

send me requests for the men of gilmore girls!

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he wants to be all grumpy about it too like he's not the one locking the door behind you when you come in for a late-night cup of cocoa... he wants to scoff at you when you knock on the door of the diner despite the CLOSED sign blinking in your face. he's already grumbling when he unlocks the door and lets you inside, but his thick fingers twist the lock back into place and he yanks the blinds on the door back down from where he'd raised them to see who was knocking.

'you know the hours are on the window, right? 6:30-9. it's eleven.' he drawls at you, entirely unimpressed even as he lets you inside, 'i'm closed.'

'come on,' you plead, shucking your coat to reveal a slim shirt that isn't helping him resist you, "please? you're the only one i know around here, I'm still settling in, and- and I just don't know who else to go to. you're the only one who's nice to me.'

and he thinks he's a little more than nice as he takes hold of your hips, scoffing under his breath as he drags you closer, 'right. i'm nice to you.'

but he understands. miss patty has probably already started in on you, and even if she's not mean-spirited she's overwhelming and her teasing can come off a bit harsh. taylor has definitely been mean to you, and kirk threw a fit just yesterday because you were in his spot in the diner. so he can't blame you- you probably are feeling a little lost.

'i love you' you gasp out, in all of your starry-eyed adoration of the man whose stubbly cheeks you're cupping, the words tumbling from your lips as you lean in to kiss desperately at his frown, 'luke please, just one more time?'

[luvvyouforever]

luke danes boyfriend headcanons ᡣ𐭩

synopsis: just a collection of sfw and nsfw headcanons for grumpy pookie bear luke danes! content: fluff, smut mdni 18+, manhandling, hugs, kisses, affection, handy man luke, choking, breeding, praise, oral, etc. author's note: more luke danes content please! he's soooooo

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-you guys are either soooo grumpy x sunshine trope coded or just grumpy x grumpy. you could either be the sundress wearing, friendly, and brightening presence in his life that forces him to put some flowers on the diner's bar or you are just eerily similar, dressing in a similar, cozy way, huffing about putting some christmas decor outside. i do think he needs a little sunshine though <3

-one thing about him though is he is definitely a friends to lovers kinda guy. he likes to get to know someone really well before falling for them. he wants to build a solid base with someone first before he could imagine actually dating them. but once he falls, it's hard and fast, even though he'll vehemently deny it.

-is not very big on pda. it's nothing to do with you! he's just a private man who would prefer his personal matters remain that. personal. he might keep a hand on your lower back when you're walking next to each other, hold your hand down the street, and if he's feeling particularly sweet, pull you in close for a kiss on the head.

-in the privacy of home though? he is much more open to giving and receiving affection. LOVES when he's cooking in the kitchen or washing dishes or brewing coffee early in the morning and you come up to him and wrap your arms around his waist. is also a sucker for laying on the couch together with your legs in his lap. he'll keep his hands there and run them up and down your skin.

-really likes showering together. not even in a sexual way. just enjoys the quiet intimacy of moving around each other, helping the other rinse out all of the shampoo in their hair, and the smell of his more masculine products mixing with yours. would probably switch out his shower head to something that could accommodate both of you.

-you know that kiss in new girl when nick pulls jess in by her arm and holds her tight?

↑ that one? this is definitely how your first kiss went i think. and this is how he kisses you after an argument, before you go home for the night, or when he hasn't seen you in a while.

-idk he's just so like...gruff and manly that he kinda manhandles you around? in like a really sweet way though. more like pussy throbbing way. like if he needs to get something behind you, he'll gently scoot you over to the side. if you're about to run into something while you're walking, he'll tug you into his side and look at you with a slight look of scrutiny.

-will do all of the maintenance around your house for you. it's mostly because he loves acts of service and wants to do things for you, but also has this deeply rooted need to be a provider, the one you can call so you don't have to call anyone else. don't even think about calling a plumber if your sink breaks or something. he'll be over on a break and fix it for you.

-is an early riser. but that doesn't necessarily mean he goes to sleep early. in fact, it's one of his worst habits. you sometimes have to force him to go to sleep with you. even when you do get him into bed, he will toss and turn for a while. he always apologizes but you just sleepily mumble, pull him to lay on your chest, and he eventually gets comfy enough to sleep.

-it takes him a while to seek you out for comfort. i think it has something to do with his masculinity and feeling like a burden. he needs a lot of reassurance and reminders that you are here for him and that you want him to come to you with things on his mind.

-for him, comfort comes in the form of physical touch and validation. while he's talking, hold his hand tightly. he also likes when you're actively listening. if you start picking up another task while he's talking, he's gonna feel like you don't care. don't immediately offer solutions. tell him that what he's feeling is normal or valid or reasonable. once he feels supported, then you can start redirecting.

-gives such warm, full body hugs. i don't think he's an awkward side hug person. if he's gonna hug you, then he's gonna grab your whole body and wrap you up. his arms fit around your waist perfectly and yours fly to wrap around his neck. sometimes he squeezes you so tight that you have to tap his arm and catch your breath.

-is soooo the kind of man to offer you a flannel in the morning. you've woken up to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon in the kitchen. he looks over, notices you're awake, and bends down to give you a kiss on the forehead. with a cooking utensil still in hands, he picks up a flannel from the back of a chair and throws it towards you.

-would really like if you could work a little bit at the diner! would never hold it against you, though, especially if you already had a career you were passionate about! i think he would just love the added opportunity to spend quality time with you. his heart quietly flourishes seeing you interact with the regulars and bounce around the room like you've worked there forever.

-is just so domestic with you and loves the comfort and warmth being with you brings. really really loves you with all of his art and would truly do anything for you. you can call him at any time of the day and he would drop anything for you. is such a wonderful, grumpy, loving bf.

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-so you know how he casually manhandles you throughout the day without much thought? that definitely translates into the bedroom. you all are making out on the way up to this apartment, he's leading you to the bed, he not-so-gently pushes you down on the bed, and positions you where wants you most.

-depending on his mood, he can either be rough or incredibly doting and sweet. if he's had a rough day with annoyances after annoyances, his grips on you become tighter and you wake up with more hickies and he's pounding you down into the bed. if it's been a slow, loving day, or if it's something special like your birthday, he's much more slow and leisurely with it.

-definitely enjoys blowjobs. like it's okay to say that male characters like receiving oral, guys. luke is putty in your hands when you get on your knees before him and take him into your mouth. he likes to keep a hand on your head and while he tries to guide the pace at first, the closer he gets to finishing, the more he lets you take over.

-quickies, admittedly, are not his favorite. BUT someone is in the diner that he trusts to watch over it, he would let you lead him back into a locked storage room or upstairs for a quick round. or maybe two. a blowjob at the very least.

-is the type of guy to get really turned on when you're dressed comfortably and lazy. don't get me wrong, he really appreciates those times when you put in some extra energy to get dressed and he likes seeing you in dresses or nice pants, but something about you dressed in sweatpants with messy hair and no makeup on just does something different to him. morning sex is a common experience.

-knows how hot you think he is when he's doing all kinds of manly stuff for you. watching him fix your porch rail or carry up a heavy bag of concrete to fix your stairs has you biting your lip, ready to drag him into the bedroom right then and there. definitely uses it to his advantage too.

-enjoys going down on you, but it took him a minute to get really good at it. like he's moderately experienced, but he needed you to guide him where everything felt best. he would be lying though if he said he didn't enjoy the teaching and encouragement from you.

-probably teases you in bed. and not in the way that you're thinking. he's not big into orgasm denial or anything like that. BUT he does make fun of you sometimes. pokes fun at how needy you are for him in his deep voice. when you're moaning and screaming his name, he's all sarcastic like, "must feel real good, huh?" kind of an asshole but in a really hot way.

-calls you "good girl" in both a casual and sexual way. mostly without thinking too. like okok casually, you're on a phone call with him while he's telling you how to change the oil in your car and when you do something correctly, he's all like "good girl, now you'll have to screw the new filter in, okay?" and then in the bedroom, you'll be riding him and he's all deep in you with his head thrown back and he whispers this really rough "good girl" with the syllables drawn out.

-speaking of being deep inside you, he's pretty thick i think and stretches you out really good. and when he fucks, he goes in deep. like none of this just the tip stuff. he's getting in there. like i swear when he fucks it sounds like a shotgun blast.

-biggg grunter and "fuck" whisperer. buries his head into your neck when he's fucking you and you can feel his warm breaths against your skin and every noise he's making echoes into your ears. he definitely encourages you to make noise, though. he really loves the extra encouragement it gives him.

-i think he leans more on the vanilla side of sex, but i feel like that's because he just hasn't looked into any kinks. if he were to really think about what he finds hot, i think he would have a small thing for choking, breeding, and definitely realizes the love he has for giving and receiving praise. just let him wrap a hand around your throat, fill you with cum, and tell you how good you're doing. he'll be a happy man forever :)

[chiefdirector]

Hospital Hallways | Luke Danes | Gilmore Girls

GIF by livelovecaliforniadreams

no.16: hospitals

It was no secret that Luke hated hospitals. Everything from the sterile lighting, the smell of antiseptic in the corridors, to the constant hustle and bustle admits the calm. Not to mention the constant rotation of diseases and dying patients.

On a normal day, he could think of a million and one places that he would rather be but today he couldn't think of a single solitary reason to be anywhere else.

(Y/N) had fallen outside the diner. Black ice. Luke had seen it happen; he had rushed out to help her up but quickly found that she couldn't stand by herself. Her leg was broken, he knew that as much which meant a trip to the ER. Luke had offered to drive her, but it was only on the drive up did he realise what that entailed: being stuck in a hospital waiting room.

Luke went though, and he stayed in the waiting room as they examined her leg. He waited even though he hated nothing more than hospitals because there was nothing else he loved more than (Y/N).

He had loved her from a distance for a while. She came into the diner more and more, reciprocating Luke's flirting although he was convinced that hers were only friendly. He watched her from a distance, he didn't allow himself to get involved. She deserved something better than him, something better than what he could give her.

So he resigned himself to be her shoulder to cry on, to be there when she needed a friend. If he couldn't be anything more, Luke was happy to be the man to take her to the hospital when she broke her leg.

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[greenandsorrow]

Flowers in December, a mini series

Luke Danes x fem!reader ☕🧣🧤🌨️

Summary.

A gal in her early twenties moved to Stars Hollow three months ago and since then, Luke's Diner has practically become her second home. Twice a day, like clockwork, she's sat at a table, sipping her coffee... Not to mention all the to-go cups.

Warnings.

slow burn, jealousy, possessiveness, sexual content, big age gap, cunningulus, size kink, touch-starved!Luke, dom!Luke, virgin!reader, sassy!reader, selfish!reader, grumpy x sunshine trope, hurt, comfort, angst, feelings of inadequacy, alcohol consumption

Author's note.

Not me entering ANOTHER fandom. I can't be stopped and I so declare myself a public threat. Yep, I'm new to the Gilmore Girls fandom, so nice to meet you all! <3 Um... I just finished S1, so my knowledge isn't very broad and I'm also trying to avoid spoilers. I haven't even read any Gilmore fics... YET. Luke is Dilf material and this fic is very self indulgent… I can't help myself. But hey, maybe that is good for you 👀

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[infictionalwonderland]

gilmore girls,

luke danes —

nothing yet.

jess mariano —

nothing yet.

logan huntzberger —

nothing yet.

tristan dugray —

nothing yet.

lorelai gilmore —

nothing yet.

rory gilmore —

nothing yet.

paris geller —

nothing yet.

[fandoms--fluff]

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.

[sanoorie1]

If anyone has watched Gilmore Girls, Lorelai and Luke being Y/N and Bucky keeps playing in my head and I need it

[loonylupinblack3]

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.

[stellaluna33]

Lorelai: "Did you know flannel shirts are trendy now?"

Jess: "Huh! Wow, it really is true: if you never update your style and just keep wearing the exact same clothes for years and years and years and years and years, eventually everything comes back around again. Congratulations, Uncle Luke."

Luke: *the most world-weary sigh imaginable* "Shut up, Jess."

[imyourbratzdoll]

Hiii <3 I was wondering if u could do a smut of Luke where the reader is lorelais daughter (reader is 18 ofc) but Luke is still with Lorelai (so like a cheating, quickie, sorta thing) hopefully that makes senseee i need more Luke stuff ugh he's so sexy

hi! he is🤭

summary - your mums boyfriend is so hot, it’s unfair that only she gets to have him.

warning - smut, cheating, creampie, dirty talk, slut used.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn’t mine, divider by @newlips.

Your lip curls as you watch Luke with your mum. Why did he have to be so hot? And so sweet? Couldn’t he be one or the other? Why both? You shovel some food into your mouth, hoping that it hides the look on your face. You loved your mum but you wanted her boyfriend.

Luke seemed oblivious to your attempts, no matter how many times you had worn short, tight clothes or bent over in front of him while wearing a mini skirt or brushed up against him or made sexual remarks. He never seemed to flinch, like it went over his head.

You were growing frustrated, there weren’t as many hot older men in Stars Hollow and you didn’t want to waste your time with the younger ones. Maybe you could drive out of town and find someone to hook up with, anyone to make these feelings go away.

When your mum and Luke went upstairs, bidding their goodnights to you and Rory. You rushed to your room, slipping into a tiny tight black dress, ruffling up your hair, swiping some red lipstick across your lips, spritzing your favourite perfume all over before grabbing your favourite pair of black heels and rushing out of the room, your sister watching you with raised brows.

“Please don’t say anything!” You whisper, pouting at her hoping that she’ll stay quiet.

“Just be careful, I’ll leave the key under the turtle.” She goes back to her book and you smile, quickly kissing the top of her head before rushing out of the house and hoping into your car.

You were disappointed and sexually frustrated. There were literally no men that you wanted here, sure. You had seen some attractive ones but whenever you’d think about doing anything with them. Your mind went back to Luke and it ruined it for you. Just like your sister had promised, you grabbed the key from under the turtle and quietly opened the front door, hoping to sneak in without being caught.

You let out a sigh as you tiptoed through the dark house, heels in hand. You made it to your room, entering and closing the door behind you. You drop your heels and strip from your dress before heading over and turning the lamp on, light coating the room and revealing Luke sitting in a chair in the corner, arms crossed and lips pursed.

“What the shit?!” You jump, trying to cover yourself, thighs pressing together as you feel your knickers become damp. “Why are you in my room?!”

“Where were you?” Fuck he looked and sounded so good, you felt so exposed… Well, you were in just your knickers.

“The bathroom…”

Luke raises a brow. “Really? Because I checked the whole house and not once did I see you.” He stands, towering over you. “Now, where were you?”

“You’re not my dad. I don’t have to tell you anything.”

Luke smirks. “….That’s right, I’m not.” He stalks closer to you, backing you into your bed causing you to fall. He climbs on top of you, trapping you underneath his large body. “Which means I can do this.”

“Do wha—.” You moan before it’s muffled by his hand, his other playing with your clothed clit.

“Don’t act like you don’t want this, you little slut. I’m not blind or deaf to you trying to gain my attention.” Luke rips your knickers from your body, groaning as he finds you already dripping, he quickly whips his cock from his boxers. “Such a slut for your mums boyfriend? You do this with all of them or just me?”

You whimper, not being able to reply because his hand presses against your mouth harder. Your eyes roll back when he slides deep inside of you. “So fucking tight for me, guess you didn’t find someone to get you off, huh?” You shake your head.

Luke grunts beside your ear, “this ain’t going to be slow and sweet, I’m going to fuck you so hard and then go back to sleep next to your mother.” You clench around him, his free hand gripping your hip as he begins to pound into you, hitting all the right spots.

Your eyes connect and you wrap your legs around him, making him go deeper. Luke fucks into you harder and faster, causing you to see stars. Your hands grip at his back, not caring if you leave marks and it only seems to spur Luke on.

He changes the angle slightly and your back arches, happy that he’s covering your mouth because you felt a scream bubble in your throat. Your walls tighten and clench around him as your orgasm washes over you and your arousal squirts out, coating his dick and lower half.

“Good girl.” Luke continues to thrust before burying himself deeper and letting go, hot cum shooting out of him and painting your tight walls white. “Fuck.” You whimper as he pulls out, delivering a harsh slap to your puffy clit before tucking himself back into his boxers and walks out, not sparing you a single glance.

You lie there with a dazed smile, all fucked out and tingly.

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[population9973]

family line - luke danes

luke danes x fem!reader

summary: things get a little complicated when your boyfriends nephew comes to stay with him

warnings: smoking, family trouble, a bit of angst, mention of cheating but it isn’t happening?, language, readers parents are 💀

word count: 3k (this was supposed to be short)

as you woke up in bed, you rolled over to find luke’s side of the bed empty, and squinted at the clock on his nightstand; you’d slept in.

“oh crap,” you hurried to get dressed and presentable before heading downstairs to work. as you walked in, you noticed luke was on the phone, and he didn’t sound too happy with whoever he was talking to. lorelai was behind the counter grabbing donuts and putting them in a bag, while a group of boy scouts waited in line.

“okay fine,” he said loudly. “do what you want- make the arrangements. now i’m working, we’ll finish this later!” he hung up the phone with a clang.

“is everything okay?” lorelai asked, and you gave luke a worried look as you tied an apron around your waist.

“do either of you have a sister?” he asked.

“uhm, no.”

“no,” you agreed. in the six months you had been with luke, family had never really come up as a topic of dicussion; and that was more than okay with you.

“i do!” one of the boy scouts piped up.

“you have my sympathies,” luke sighed, and disappeared into the back.

“here, i’ll ring you through,” you offered to lorelai, who happily cut in front of the line.

“do you know what that was all about?” she asked, and you shook your head.

“no idea,” you answered honestly, telling her the total for the donuts as rory pestered her to hurry up.

after helping the boy scouts order and pay for their food, you went to find luke, who was sitting in the storage room organizing cans on the shelf.

“hey, sorry i was late,” you said softy.

“that’s okay, it was quiet this morning. i thought i’d let you sleep in,” he replied.

“when is it your turn to sleep in?” you teased.

“never.”

“that’s what i thought,” you sighed. “i take it that wasn’t a customer calling to place an order?”

“no,” he sighed. “it was my sister. her son - jess, my nephew is gonna stay with me for a while.”

“is your sister okay?”

“define okay,” he replied, and you gave him a look. “nothing happened to her, she just can’t control him anymore. he’s getting into trouble and she’s given up taking care of him, so she’s sending him here.”

“i see,” you nodded.

“you’re mad i didn’t ask you,” he suggested, and you shook your head.

“no, luke of course not. he’s your family, and it’s your apartment not mine,” you disagreed. “i think it’s nice that you want to help him, and your sister.”

“but?”

“but what?” you asked.

“there’s a but,” he insisted, and you sighed.

“but,” you exaggerated, raising an eyebrow. “are you sure you’re ready for this kind of responsibility?”

“you don’t think i can do it?” he asked, stopping his shelf organizing to look at you.

“it’s not that i don’t think you can, of course i do. i just - think it might be a little more difficult than you’re expecting, thats all. so if you need any help-“

“i’ll be fine,” he insisted.

“okay.”

“but thank you,” he added, kissing your forehead softly, before walking back out to help a customer who’d been ringing the service bell.

“you better be on fire or else calm down; i’m on my way!” he called, and the ringing stopped.

you sighed, wondering if luke knew what he was getting himself into.

•

you only worked half days at the diner so you decided to give luke some space and go back to your house for a while, tidying up a bit since you’d been at luke’s the night before.

flopping down on the couch, you scrolled through the tv channels looking for something to watch, but failed to find anything that interested you.

after making some lunch and doing some chores around the house, you went out to buy some groceries and stopped by the diner to see how luke was doing just after dinner.

“hey,” you smiled, the bell above the door altering him to your presence.

“hey, back already?”

“i’m just passing by. i’m going to the grocery store - do you need me to grab anything for you while i’m there?” you asked, but he shook his head.

“nah i think i got everything all stocked up earlier.”

“is he here already?” you asked.

“yeah, i picked him up from the bus stop an hour ago. you might run into him while you’re out and about.”

“he went out already?” you asked.

“yeah, i think he wanted to uh… see the town,” luke sounded unsure.

“honey-“

“it’s fine, i’m sure he just needs some time to get used to being here. that’s all.”

“you’re right,” you agreed. “not to go into the gorey details but i’ve been in his place before and it’s not easy. no matter how great the person you’re staying with is,” you held his hand on the counter for a second, and he looked like he wanted to ask what you meant, but just smiled instead.

“thanks. i’ll see you later?”

“i was thinking i’d give you guys some space - let him settle in on his own for at least the first night. i’ll see you tomorrow though?” you offered, and he nodded in agreement.

your mind was distracted as you shopped for a few things at the store; luke’s nephew being in town was bringing up some memories that you’d spent years trying to forget. memories of your own adolescence. you just hoped things were easier for luke and jess than they had been for you.

•

it was nearly eleven at night when there was a knock on the door. after a quick glance through the window, you opened the door to see luke standing there.

“hey - what’s going on is everything okay?”

“uh yeah, sure,” he replied, walking past you and into the house, and you shut the door, walking into the living room to find him sitting on the couch.

“luke?”

“yeah.”

“shouldn’t you be at home with jess? i thought you guys were going to hang out?”

“yeah, uh he went out.”

“he went out?”

“yeah. i think i scared him off,” he sighed, and you took a seat next to him, placing a hand reassuringly on his knee.

“what happened?”

“nothing - lorelai invited me to bring him by for dinner tomorrow, so he can meet her and rory, and he asked if i wanted to play poker and then left,” he shrugged.

“ahh i see.”

“see what?” he asked, and you sighed.

“when i was 17, i got into a lot of trouble - like jess. my parents - may they rot in hell - were assholes who hated me and sent me to live with my aunt. lovely woman - had no idea what to do with me.”

“you’re saying i have no idea what i’m doing?”

“i’m saying, it doesn’t matter if you do everything right, sometimes a kid like that has to decide to come around on their own.”

“why didn’t you ever tell me your parents were dead?”

“i guess it never came up,” you shrugged.

“i’m sorry.”

“don’t be,” you shook your head. “the only thing they ever gave me was the ability to lie about where i was going and which floorboards to step on so they didn’t catch me sneaking out. i’m better off without them.”

“i had no idea.”

“i don’t really talk about them, you had no way to know. i’m okay now. my life is better than i ever imagined it could be, and i have you in part to thank for it,” you kissed his cheek softly, and he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you to lean against his side.

“well i’m glad i could be of service,” he kissed you softly.

“jess will come around, luke. just give him some time. my first night after my parents sent me away i stole a car and lived in it for a week.”

“really?” he asked, looking nervous as if he thought jess might do the same.

“no,” you laughed and he relaxed. “but it did take me a while to settle in.”

“is it a bad time to mention that i told lorelai you would come to dinner tomorrow?”

“of course i’ll be there,” you smiled, snuggling into his side after pressing another soft kiss to his lips.

“i should probably get going in case he comes back to the apartment. he doesn’t have a key.”

“you didn’t give me a key?” you asked with a slight laugh.

“he said he didn’t need one,” luke shrugged.

“ah - you have a locksmith on your hands.”

“you think he can pick locks?” he asked.

“it’s not that hard-“ you raised your hands as he shor you a disapproving glance. “kidding.”

“very funny,” he rolled his eyes playfully. “i really should get home.”

“five more minutes?” you asked, clinging to him tighter so he couldn’t leave the couch.

“okay,” he conceded. “five minutes.”

•

“hey, perfect timing!” lorelai greeted as you stood with luke and jess at her front door. “sookie is about to break the record for the most food served outside of the roman empire.”

“sounds great,” luke replied.

“sure does,” jess agreed. though far less sincerely. the introduction between you and luke’s nephew had gone about as well as you’d expected, but you tried to remember how you felt each time your aunt brought home someone new, so you weren’t taking anything he said too personally.

“so, come on in,” lorelai offered, and jess followed her into the house, looking at some pictures on the wall before finding his way to rory’s room after being introduced to sookie and jackson.

everyone got ready to sit down at the table, rory explaining that jess was just grabbing a soda, before you realized you didn’t have a drink and went to grab one. jess was no where to be seen when you got in there, and you stepped outside to find him on the porch with a beer bottle, which he opened with the railing of the porch.

“not hungry?” you asked, holding your hand out for him to hand over the beer, which he did with a sigh.

“not really,” he agreed.

“don’t worry - i won’t tell anyone about the beer, just don’t let lorelai catch you doing it again.”

“thanks, you’re my hero,” he said sarcastically. “you gonna make me come back inside?” he asked, and you shook your head.

“no, if i was you i wouldn’t want to be in there either to be honest,” you sighed. “lorelai is trying to be nice but all this can be … kind of overwhelming.”

“yeah,” he mumbled.

“did the party move out here and no one bothered to tell us?” lorelai asked, emerging from the kitchen door.

“i’ll be right in, i think jess wants to get some fresh air,” you said, pretty sure she wasn’t gonna like that answer.

“sookie made you a grilled cheese if you don’t like pot roast,” she offered in a sing song voice.

“wow. if i’d have known that-“ jess said mockingly. you knew lorelai was only trying to help luke, but you had a feeling that she was just going to make things worse.

“you really don’t want to be here,” she gathered.

“what gave you that idea?” he teased.

“look, i’ve done this whole act before - but you’ve got a really good thing here with luke, he’s a really great guy. he really wants to take care of you and make things right for you. you’re incredibly lucky to have him,” lorelai went on and on, and even you felt awkward, taking a step back to sit on the porch swing.

“lorelai-“ you started to tell her to tone it down a little, but she ignored you. you knew luke didn’t want her meddling in the situation, him being very much an ‘if i want help i’ll ask for it’ and then never ask type of guy.

“if you give this situation half a chance, you might be suprised at how good it can be, and how much you like living here, and how good it feels to have someone like luke that you can really depend on.”

“that’s funny, i thought she,” he pointed to you. “was his girlfriend. are you sleeping with him too, or something?” jess asked, and though it was inappropriate to say the least, you barely stifled a laugh. it sounded exactly like something you would’ve said when you were his age, and lorelai was definitely laying it on pretty thick about luke.

“excuse me?”

“the whole starry eyed ‘you’re so much better off, just give it a chance’ speech. you’re either really naive, or you’re getting some,” he said, before turning to you. “sorry this might be how you find out you’re getting cheated on.”

“jess, come on-“ you sighed.

“this is my house, and i choose how i get talked to in it.”

“you know, you don’t know anything about me, or my life, or my mom, or luke, so why don’t you doctor laura someone else.”

“i’m going inside, you better not have taken that beer from my fridge,” she pointed to the bottle you had set on the table, grabbing it on her way inside and slamming the porch door.

“that wasn’t very neighborly now was it?” jess mumbled, more to himself than to you, you decided.

“hey, i’m not gonna give you a speech or anything-“

“sounds like you are.”

“she means well, even if she can be a bit… much, sometimes,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

“if i have to hear about how perfect my life is now one more time i might go stand in traffic,” he huffed, and to your surprise, he sat down on the opposite end of the porch swing, the chain creaking as he did.

“it’s not worth your time; no one here drives fast enough to do any damage,” you offered, and he almost smiled.

jess pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, earning a side eye from you, and he sighed as he handed it over. you put it out in a small puddle of water on the porch and tossed it in the bin outside the kitchen door, before you heard luke and lorelai arguing in the kitchen.

“they fight like a married couple too,” jess added, and you laughed.

“i can’t disagree with you.”

“you sure they’re not-“

“they’re not. don’t bring it up again,” you advised, and he raised his hands in mock surrender as luke stormed out of the gilmore house.

“let’s go,” he said, looking at the two of you, and jess didn’t hesitate to get up and start walking, and in that moment you were just as eager as he was to get away from the gilmore house.

“i think i should go home. call me tomorrow?”

“you’re ditching me?” luke asked.

“no, i just think me being here isn’t really helping, and maybe you guys need some time to talk. i’ll come to yours if you want me to.”

“he’s had more of a conversation with you than he has with me,” luke argued, and you sighed, looking down at your feet. “i’m sorry, you’re right. i’ll see you tomorrow.”

“okay. i love you,” you said, giving him a kiss before he hurried to catch up with jess, and you started your walk home.

•

for the second time that week, luke showed up at your house unexpectedly, and you opened the door to let him inside. it was your day off work so you hadn’t talked to him since last night, and he still seemed pretty upset.

“hey, what’s up?” you asked.

“i just pushed him in a lake.”

“what?” you asked, raising your eyebrows.

“jess. i got this call from taylor that he thinks jess stole the bridge money and i went for confront him and he was being impossible and i just pushed him in. this is bad,” he trailed off mumbling to himself.

“hey maybe it’s not as bad as you think it is,” you tried to calm him down. “how good of a swimmer is he?”

“he’s fine,” he sighed. “he’s wet. i just - i lost it. you’re right; i am in so far over my head i can’t even see my own hat.”

“have you tried turning it around?” you teased, and he gave you a look.

“what was I thinking why did I say yes to this?”

“because you wanted to help him.”

“raising a kid - i don’t even like kids! they’re always sticky, like they’ve got jam on their hands. even if there’s no jam in the house, somehow they’ve always got jam on their hands. i’m not the right guy to deal with that. i have no patience for jam hands!” he spiralled.

“luke, honey. slow down,” you shushed him. “he’s a teenager, not a toddler, so i think you probably don’t have to worry about the jam thing, and you can absolutely do this. but it’s going to take more than two days and an air mattress for you guys to become best friends.”

“i swear i’m gonna kill liz,” he interrupted.

“liz isn’t here. jess is, and you cannot give up on him yet. i know this is not going how you planned but imagine how he must feel.”

“maybe you could talk to him - he doesn’t hate you like he hates me.”

“he does not hate you, luke. he doesn’t know you,” you corrected. “if you want me to talk to him i can try but i don’t know how much that will help. i can’t parent him for you. he’s living under your roof not mine.”

“you’re right,” he sighed.

“as always,” you teased, kissing him on the cheek. “do you want to stay for dinner since you’re here?”

“nah i gotta go find a gnome.”

“excuse me?”

“babette’s gnome - long story.”

“i don’t want to know,” you laughed, and he pulled you into a hug.

“thank you, for talking me out of the crazy tree.”

“you’re welcome. he just needs more time to adjust - his whole life got flipped upside down overnight,” you sympathized. “and so did yours. you need to adjust to this too. just - try not to push him in anymore lakes?” you suggested as luke stepped out the door.

“no promises,” he smiled, before leaving to go find the missing gnome, and you shook your head as you closed the door behind him. at least things were never boring in stars hollow.

[ddejavvu]

See I can't picture myself going for jess bc the whole time I be staring at his uncle

Sorry I keep sending asks about Luke that man makes me insane

Mmm coming over to mess around with Jess, maybe you’re his coworker or maybe you just saw him around and had to get a piece of him. All of a sudden the skinny brooding boy you showed up with pales in comparison to his beefy, grouchy uncle. Luke grumbles and groans about you being there because it’s late and he just wants to sleep. He leaves their little upstairs loft and you let Jess initiate a make out session but nothing more, because you’re worried you’re gonna moan his uncle’s name if you get too carried away. Luke finds your panties in his dresser drawer later and rips into Jess for it, but Jess swears you never got further than a makeout so he has no idea how your panties ended up in his uncle’s drawers. Jess storms away fuming and luke just stares at the underwear for a minute before tucking them back into his drawer. Jess has no idea he kept them.

[teddypickerry]

putting aside lorelai’s idiotic and immature dislike for jess, let’s focus on the deep and eternal misery that is there lack of relationship. i mean, can you imagine if jess was around when rory was doing community service? if he saw the mugshot on the fridge? jess and lorelai making never ending quips about it, jess even sticking it to the menu at luke’s for rory to see. it’s a harmless tease, he’s just being a good ex-boyfriend, of course. team jess and lorelai would be SO funny. i am forever grateful for their (appearing) friendship in ayitl. i can already imagine all the family holidays where they mock the hell out of luke and rory.

[jessmmariano]

Jess is the best boyfriend for Rory because he just fit in so well in her life.

First off, the two have so much in common. From books and music to both having absent fathers, the two fit so well. Yet (as Rory said) they’re not too similar that it’s boring—Rory gets Jess to branch out a bit more whereas he encourages her to pursue her dreams.

Secondly, the Stars Hollow connection. Dean was too involved in Stars Hollow that he would keep her back, and Logan was so disconnected that he would pull her away. Jess is the perfect balance—someone connected to Stars Hollow through family (mainly Luke) yet isn’t afraid to go other places and pursue other options.

Third, he got along with Rory’s friends. Him and Paris would’ve definitely hit it off if they had more screen time, considering the conversation they had together about authors. Him and Lane weren’t super close, but they had the music connection that definitely could’ve began a friendship. They also have a connection through Luke. Also he and Lorelai have such similar personalities the two could definitely get along if they weren’t both so stubborn.

Anyways Jess fits so well in Rory’s life and Rory in his and that is why they’re the superior couple. Definition of right person wrong time.