#yandere gilbert blythe

[ooo-yeah-baby]

im the anon from earlier lol

can i request a yandere gilbert blythe where it's his and the readers' wedding day? and then maybe including at the end them "cuddling" in bed together but it's really him holding her tightly whispering about some future together while she cries

sorry if that's a little morbid, i just thought it'd be a cool part two to the first one you posted

Arranged Pt 2

Yandere Gilbert Blythe x reader

I only write sfw, feel free to make requests. Thank you for asking!! Kinda short and not proof read. Enjoy :)

I love you..." his voice rings in your ears. 

"You're so beautiful..." his words make your skin crawl. 

"Are you listening?" You have no choice. 

From the moment your mother made you let him in to the note on the school board to shuffling down the isle this morning, you were miserable. 

Possibly the only enjoyable part of this was seeing how proud your mother was the whole way through. She had fixed up her old wedding dress and fitted it to you. She made you up like a doll for the ceremony. And as your father walked you down the isle you could see tears falling from her eyes. He was so happy. It would have been discomforting if you had thought too much into it though.

Gilbert stared in astonishment as you walked down the aisle in the church. When you arrived at the altar you wanted so badly to repeat the same actions as  Prissy had. Run out of the church and into the field. But you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

After the ceremony the reception was held. Your family and friends all told stories of both you and Gilbert- which were very much exaggerated for the occasion. 

Anne had written a poem, Josey made a few snide comments, Ruby talked up every interaction you'd had with Gilbert as if she hadn't been in love with him just a year ago.

It all made you so sick that you couldn't even swallow your food. 

Finally you were here. In Gilbert's home. Bash in the room next door caring for his baby, and Gilbert hugging you from behind, his face in the crook of your neck. 

"Are you listening Y/N?" He repeats, giving your body a small squeeze. You nod, tears sliding down your cheeks and over your nose. "I'm sorry..." he takes a deep breath. 

"For what?" You ask, knowing the answer. He'd done this countless of times in the last few months. Apologizing but never changing. 

"I want you to be happy..." you don't respond. It's easier to tune him out. "I'm aware you didn't want thus marriage..." you've fought him every step of the way on this. "So I'm sorry for forcing this onto you..." he's not sorry. He's quite right happy with himself. "But I do love you." The tears begin streaming down your face. "and I'll make sure you're happy. We can have a happy little family- if you want!" He stutters a bit. "We don't have to have kids if you don't want any. It's up to you." He thinks for a second. "It could just be us- and Bash and Delphine, of course."

This isn't love, to you. It's possession. It's kidnapping. It's grotesque and disgusting. Love is supposed to be flowery and sweet.

Maybe you could've had a real romance if Gilbert had approached you correctly; Walked up to you in class, talked to you about your day, invited you over for a nice meal and took your wants and needs into consideration. But that's not what he did. He went to your parents, who gave him his guaranteed spouse. It was as if nothing you thought or felt mattered. 

"I love you, Y/N..." he leans over and kisses you on the cheek. "You don't have to say it back." Then reaches over and blows out the candle. 

You rub your eyes dry and your cheek raw. 

[noellawrites]

Who do you think Gilbert would go about baby trapping and how he would react to her pregnancy?

ooh i’ve been waiting for someone to ask this !!

while Gilbert is studying to become a doctor and learns exactly how a woman comes to be with child, he experiences a visceral feeling of lust towards her and wants to get her pregnant immediately.

he’ll invite her over to his home without supervision and seduces her, making sure to come as close to her cervix as he can and not to tell her what will happen to her.

when she comes running back to him, confused, the wedding will happen quickly. she will move into Gilbert’s house and prepare for the baby’s arrival as Gilbert studies to become a doctor.

[starboye]

movies part 2

smut = ★

angst = 🏹

fluff = 🍥

Drew Starkey-

Ghostface Drew★

Pizza Delivery ★

A Good Handjob★

Rome Flynn-

Brat Taming★

Rafe Cameron-

Hate Sex★

Blowing Off Some Steam★ top male reader

Stripper For Pay★

Turn On★

Jack Harlow-

Handsome Boy★

Lip Gallagher-

New Feeling pt 2 🍥★

Getting It In★ top male reader

Virgin Gone

Matt Sturniolo-

Helping Hole★

Fuck Your Ex★

Happy Ending★

Study Break★

Nate Jacobs-

Subby Boy★

Gambit-

You're Mine★

You're Mine pt 2

Praising★

Chris Sturniolo-

Party Time★ top male reader

Skirt★

Soldier Boy-

Yandere Headcanons🍥

Vinnie Hacker-

Home Workout★ ftm male reader

And They Were Roomates★

And They Were Roommates pt2 ★

Whiny Boy★

Simon "Ghost" Riley-

Ghost with femboy reader headcanons🍥★

Crazy Ex Headcanons🏹★

Loser!Simon★

Give Me More★

Tracker

Roommates with Benefits★

Jealous Roommate Loser!Simon★

Sensory Deprivation★

Weird Crush★

Satoru Gojo-

Passed Around★

Megumi Fushiguro-

Passed Around★

Alexander "Konig" Kilgore-

First Time with a femboy★

Rookie★

Scott Summers-

Passed Around★

Praising★

Charles Xavier-

Passed Around★

Logan "Wolverine" Howlett-

Passed Around★

Lando Norris-

Bratty top male reader

Tate Langdon-

Obsessive Boyfriend🍥★

Jacob Elordi-

Kiss Me More★

Mickey Milcovich-

Overprotective!Sibling!Mickey Headcanons

Gilbert Blythe-

Secret Love🍥

Sam Golbach-

You're Mine★

Carrington Bornstein-

That Look

[starrywatermelon]

Fandoms I write about/People I write about II

This is a second part because I have more fandoms I wanna write about 🥺

Anne with an E

Anne Shirley Cuthbert

Gilbert Blythe

Diana Barry

Jerry Baynard

Sky High

Warren Peace

Layla Williams

Magenta

The Office

Jim Halpert

Pam Beesly

Dwight Schrute

Sex Education

Maeve Wiley

Aimee Gibbs

Jackson Marchetti

Adam Groff

Ola Nyman

Lily Iglehart

Victorious

Jade West

Beck Oliver

Andre Harris

Tori Vega

Cat Valentine

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

Heather Chandler

Heather Duke

Heather McNamara

I will NOT write

* Yandere

* Any type of non-con

* Smut

* Character x Character

I will write

* Headcanons

* Prompts if you send them

* Small imagines based on songs

* Au (ex. Old Timey au)

My work will usually be gender neutral unless I specify (ex. ____ x Fem! Reader). Feel free to send in requests when they’re opened!

I might keep updating this list (since I’m jumping into so many fandoms)

You can find the first list here <3

[ao3feed-strangerthings]

Yandere Headcanons: COVID-19 Quarantine

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2X4tHFm

by Decaykid

Yandere headcanons for these trying times. Fandoms are broken up by chapter for ease of access. Originally posted to yanderechacha.tumblr.com.

Chapter 1: The Umbrella Academy Chapter 2: Stranger Things Chapter 3: Anne With An E Chapter 4: You

Words: 2074, Chapters: 4/4, Language: English

Fandoms: The Umbrella Academy (TV), Stranger Things (TV 2016), Anne with an E (TV), You (Netflix Series)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, Multi

Characters: Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Number Five | The Boy (Umbrella Academy), Ben Hargreeves, Vanya Hargreeves, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Nancy Wheeler, Barbara "Barb" Holland, Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Robin Buckley, Joyce Byers, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Gilbert Blythe, Anne Shirley, Joe Goldberg, Peach Salinger, Forty Quinn, Love Quinn

Relationships: Luther Hargreeves/Reader, Diego Hargreeves/Reader, Allison Hargreeves/Reader, Klaus Hargreeves/Reader, five hargreeves/reader, Ben Hargreeves/Reader, Vanya Hargreeves/Reader, Mike Wheeler/Reader, Will Byers/Reader, Dustin Henderson/Reader, Lucas Sinclair/Reader, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Reader, Max Mayfield/Reader, Nancy Wheeler/Reader, Barbara "Barb" Holland/Reader, Jonathan Byers/Reader, Steve Harrington/Reader, Billy Hargrove/Reader, Robin Buckley/Reader, Joyce Byers/Reader, Jim "Chief" Hopper/Reader, Gilbert Blythe/Reader, Anne Shirely/Reader, Joe Goldberg/Reader, Forty Quinn/Reader, Love Quinn/Reader, Peach Salinger/Reader

Additional Tags: Yandere

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2X4tHFm

[ooo-yeah-baby]

Arranged

Yandere Gilbert Blythe x reader

I only write sfw, feel free to make requests. Forced relationship. Kinda Yan if you squinting idk.

"Gilbert Blythe." You could taste the sourness of his name on your tongue as you spit it out. 

"Y/N L/N." He mocked. His usual smirk plastered his face. 

He was one of the top kids in your class at school and one of the most popular boys. Your friends, Ruby and Anne, were obsessed with him. Ruby was more open about it than Anne, but Anne's feelings were obvious.  

If it weren't for them you might have caught something for him too. Of course it'd be difficult to feel anything but guilt if you were to. That doesn't mean you avoided him though. You often talked and joked with him. You weren't best buds but you weren't strangers(it'd be next to impossible to be in a town like Avonlea).

Besides, you were sure your parents would find a partner for you. Your parents have always wanted you to focus on your studies so they had always reassured you that they'd handle your marriage. You didn't mind it that much. You don't think they'll choose someone small minded, or far away, and you know they wouldn't choose someone who'd interfere with you going to college and living your life the way you want to. 

But this bothered you. This made your stomach turn. 

There he was. Standing on your front porch, with a bouquet of random flowers. 

"Oh, Y/N, let the boy in!" Your mother chattered. She pushed you to the side and opened the door wider for him. "Welcome, Gilbert." She chirped. 

"Thank you, Mrs. L/N." Gilbert stepped inside of your home. He removed his coat and hat and started towards you. "These are for you, Y/N." He handed you the flowers. You could see your mother's glare from behind Gilbert's curly head, urging you to be polite. 

"Thank you, Gilbert." You accepted the flowers and moved to the kitchen to find something to put them in, rolling your eyes when you turn away from him. 

When you came back your mother, father, older brother, and Gilbert were all sitting in the foyer. 

"Y/N, stop standing around." Your mother smiled slyly. "Have a seat next to Gilbert." You looked over to the seat next to Gilbert. There were open seats next to both your mother, and brother. She was clearly up to something. 

Of course it'd be rude to not take the seat after being told to do so, so you sat down next to him. 

As you were fixing your dress to free it of small wrinkles in the skirt your father cleared his throat. 

"Ahem, uh-" he awkwardly sat up. "We have something to tell you." He had a weird but proud smile on his face as he looked at your mother, brother, and then finally, you. His hand gestures over to Gilbert. "Would you like to tell her, Gilbert?" He asked. 

Gilbert's face became flushed. He laughed shyly. He looked down at his hands in his lap then turned to you. 

"Well, Y/N." He grabbed your hands, his thumb rubbing the back of your right hand gently. "Recently, I had asked your parents for your hand in marriage." 

Gilbert was looking in your eyes but yours had gone blank. You were puzzled. Perplexed. You knew your parents were looking for someone, and you knew Gilbert would get an automatic yes from them, but why was Gilbert asking you? Why not Ruby? Or Anne? Or literally anyone else. You couldn't marry him. That'd only be a betrayal against your friends. You had only thought that your mother invited him so he might consider you, but you didn't imagine he would. 

You realized you had been silent for too long when Gilbert was waving his hand in front of your face. Before you could properly think you blurted out;

"No!" Slapping his hand out of your face. Gilbert pulled his hand to his chest. You hadnt hurt him but it was a surprise. You turn to your mother. "You didn't tell him I would marry him, did you?" 

Your mother was shocked, mouth agape and all. 

"Well, of course we did." Your father said, still wide eyed from your reaction. 

You could see your brother trying to hold back his laughter. 

"Oh bite your tongue." Your mother spouted at him. 

Without saying anything, you rose from your seat and began walking up to your room. Closing the door behind you, and falling to the ground. 

You can hear your family in the living room. 

"She's just being dramatic, Gilbert." You heard your brother reassure him. 

"We're terribly sorry Gilbert." Your mother continued after. 

"It's no problem." Gilbert said. "We can try again another day." 

"Yes, I'm sure she'll come around." Your dad chimed in. 

Clearly, they had not gotten the hint that you were unhappy with this situation. Each of them took turns throughout the night knocking on your door and trying to get even an ounce of a reaction. Each try was futile. 

The next day you remained silent. You didn't even eat breakfast. You just walked past your family and out the door. 

When you got to school the message board was surrounded. Diana ran to you as you got to the door. 

"Hello, Diana." You said, exasperatedly. 

"Y/N. What's this about? Are you really marrying Gilbert?" She said. She seemed more concerned than upset. She'd support you no matter what but that doesn't mean she could hold back Ruby or Anne from reacting poorly. Luckily they hadn't gotten to school yet. 

"What?" You dropped your books and ran to the message board. 

After pushing past a group of people you reached the board. There it was. The only note on the board. 

"Gilbert and Y/N are engaged to be married." 

You were fuming! You knew exactly who did this. You tore the note from the board and pushed back out of the group of people as you stormed inside. 

"I'm not marrying you!" You threw the crumpled up note at the back of Gilbert's head. The class members inside turned and watched. 

Gilbert's hands shot up in defense as he turned to face you. 

"Who said I wrote the note?" He smirked. Your face turned red with fury.

"You are so smug and inconsiderate!" You scoffed. 

"And you're beautiful when you're angry." Gilbert nodded at you teasingly.

You couldn't even think of a response besides storming away. The rest of class you could feel Gilbert's eyes shooting at you, along with every other girls, besides Rubys, who still had zero idea of the event that occurred before she got to school.

You were thankful that everyone, including Billy and Josie Pye, were quiet about the incident during lunch. You were also thankful to have a peaceful, Gilbert free lunch in the girls corner. 

But of course your peace could not last forever. 

You had hoped to stick close to Diana and Anne on their walks home but the second Gilbert came up it was like they handed you to him on a silver platter. Anne letting him take you was the most confusing part. 

Gilbert made it painfully obvious that he wanted you to hook arms with him as you walked, making a small triangle that stuck out of his side with his arm. Of course you ignored it and stormed ahead. 

"Would you slow down?" Gilbert piped, chasing after you like a lost puppy. 

"Why should I? You've got long legs. You should certainly be able to keep up." You tried to pick up your pace but honestly it was getting tiring and you could feel your own breath getting ragged.

Gilbert's hand reached up and caught yours, clasping his fingers around yours, stopping you in your tracks. 

"Because chasing you makes me seem like some kind of monster and walking together is far more enjoyable." He pulled your hand up and kissed your knuckles. 

"Perhaps it's enjoyable for you, Mr. Blythe, but currently, I do see you as a monster." You pulled your hand from his face but did not break free from the hand hold.

"And what makes me a monster?" He began walking again, at a very slow pace as you followed alongside him. 

"This whole marriage business for one;" You began. "I didn't think you were the type to force a girl to marry you, Mr. Blythe." 

"Would you have said yes if I had asked?" He was nervous for your answer. His jaw clenched and his left brow quirked up.

"No, but I am not saying yes now either." Gilbert looked a little disappointed but shook it off before you could notice. "I think I've made it clear that I don't wish to marry you, Mr. Blythe." 

"You know when we get married you won't be able to call me Mr. Blythe anymore, right?" He teased, trying to change the topic. You just gave him a sour look and no reply. Gilbert cleared his throat then tried again. "I was thinking we could have the ceremony in spring. Would you like that?" 

"Hypothetically, I'd prefer an early fall wedding." You replied, half heartedly. 

"Then that's what we'll have. A nice, fall wedding." Gilbert gently squeezed your hand and stepped closer. 

As the weeks passed you slowly noticed changes in your friends, especially Ruby. Her already dwindling gaze towards Gilbert had shifted in full throttle towards Moody and she repeatedly made small hints at giving you her blessing with the engagement. You tried to tell her that there was nothing between you and Gilbert but she just kept giving you little thumbs up as you would leave with him each day. 

Anne also began acting strangely. Despite your persistent denial she insisted that she supported you. 

It was like all of Avonlea was on Gilbert's side; rooting for him; rooting against you. 

Sure, the guilt would be gone now, seeing as your friends no longer hold feelings for him, but now there was a whole new reason. 

You didn't have a choice. You couldn't oppose the marriage and you couldn't consent. Gilbert was nice but he wasn't nice enough to break off the engagement.

After a while of begging you got an idea. It was a horrible and inconvenient idea. Even the thought of it made you feel like a vixen. But it had to be done. The engagement had been finalized and this was the only way to break it off. 

Your plan wasn't that hard to come up with either. Tell the girls you have feelings for one of the other boys, don't say who, and ruin your own reputation. If you were known to be someone who wishes to be with other while already "taken" then there would be no reason to continue with the marriage. 

Then, during college, once everything blows over and you're free again, you can find someone you truly love. 

When lunch came around you made your grand confession and all of the girls looked at you as if you had just told them the most shocking news ever. By the end of the day most of the girls had told their parents, friends, siblings, etc. 

By the time word had gotten back to Gilbert he was bewildered and, though he would hate to admit it, angry. 

You felt proud walking out of your house the next morning after having been chewed out by your whole family. 

"Now it'll be impossible to find a good Avonlea boy for you."

"You really screwed that one up." 

"Why won't you just accept Gilbert?" 

If gossip was good somewhere, it was Avonlea. 

You felt proud, that is, until you made it down the steps of your porch, seeing Gilbert smelling the flowers that lined the railing. When we noticed you he stood up and snaked his arm around yours. 

"Good morning dear." He's greeted as he started walking. 

"Good morning Mr. Blythe." Why was he here. He should be at school for his morning classes or anywhere but in front of your home. 

"Gilbert." He said. "It's been a while since you called me Gilbert." 

You rolled your eyes at that, although you were still quite nervous. 

"Gilbert, why are you here so early?" You asked. 

"I have no plans of canceling the engagement." This stopped you in your tracks, stopping Gilbert along with you.

"Why not?" 

"I know you made it up." His free hand went to your face, cupping your cheek. "I love you Y/N. I don't care how many people tell me to cancel it. I need you." 

This wouldve been a sweet confession if it all hadn't been forced upon you. Instead, it felt like you had only dug yourself further into the ground. Of course Gilbert would know you lied, he's the smartest in the class, and of course he wouldn't care what others thought of you, that's how he is. 

You felt stupid. 

Stupid and trapped. 

[ooo-yeah-baby]

Wandering Eyes

Yan!Gilbert Blythe x f!reader

I only write sfw, not proof read, noncon hugging/forced hug, feel free to send requests

Gilbert has always been nice. He has always been well liked and popular. There have never been noticeable flaws in him. 

You didnt know him very well. It's not like you were strangers, you just never really got a chance to talk to one another. Which was why it was so weird when you began to notice him stealing glances at you *every so* very often. 

The glances quickly turned into staring. You thought there was something wrong with you at first. Maybe you had something in your hair or your clothes were messed up. As it continued happening you began to think you were being conceited. 

But you could feel his eyes burning the back of your head. Especially that day. 

At lunch you sat with the other girls in your little nook, whispering about unimportant topics. You sat by the window. 

It got to the topic of boys, like it always did. You didn't have much interest in the conversation. It usually began with someone bringing up a boy and Ruby saying how sad and handsome he his. You decided it was best to just tune it out this time around. 

Of course when you're not paying attention to one thing you're paying attention to another.

Gilbert. You could see him peeking at you from the space in the sheet that Dianna and Anne had put up. "Why was he staring? What did he want? Its creepy." You fidgetted with your dress as you tried not to make it obvious that you were uncomfortable. 

Suddenly you felt a hand clasp yours. 

"Are you okay, y/n?" Anne said, bumping you from your panicked state. 

"Huh? Oh- yeah. I'm fine. Thank you, Anne," you smiled and squeezed her hand. 

Truthfully, you were irked.

After school you hurried to get your things and ran after Gilbert. 

"Blythe!" You yelled as you approached him. 

"Y/n?" He said turning to you, a light blush reaching his cheeks. "W-what is it? Is everything okay?" 

"No. It's not." You stopped in front of him. "Why do you keep staring at me?" You lunged directly into the topic. "Did I do something? Do you have something to tell me? If you do then say it!" 

Gilbert was flustered. It took him a moment before he sputtered something out. 

"No! You didn't do anything!" He grabbed your hand, tracing his finger around your palm as he looked at it. A shy smile grew on his face. 

"Then why are you staring at me?" You quirked a brow, now being more confused than ever. 

"Well, I guess there's no use hiding it." He shrugged. He intertwined his fingers in yours and began walking, of course you followed, warily, he was practically dragging you.

You got a ways away from the school before he finally piped up. "Y/n, you aren't courting anyone? Are you?" He asked. You felt his thumb rub against the back of your hand. You shook your head in response.

You could see his eyes twinkle. "Well... I'd like to," he swallowed mid sentence, "court you." 

"What?" You stopped walking. Gilbert looked worried. "Gilbert, I'm flattered but... I mean, we don't even really know each other."

You felt his grip on your hand tighten. For a second Gilbert looked panicked but he brushed it off with a nervous laugh and a smile. 

"Of course we know each other! We've been going to school together for years." He rubbed the back of his neck. He could tell you weren't budging and that he was making you uncomfortable but he also didn't know if he'd ever get a chance like this again. 

"Gilbert, I'm sorry but I can't court you. Now, please, let go of my hand." You began to pull back your hand but he wouldn't let go. 

"N-no!" He pulled you closer to him and grabbed your free hand. His breathing became erratic. "You don't mean that. I mean, how could you mean that? I've never done anything wrong. How could you not like me?" 

"Gilbert you're scaring me!" You struggled in his grasp but he pulled you in for a hug.

"Y/n I love you." 

"Gilbert you're delusional! We barely know each other!" You squirmed against him but he wouldn't budge on his hold.

He didn't respond. He was hugging you so tight that you could feel his body heat. His breath brushed the place between your neck and the shoulder of your dress. 

"Gilbert if you don't let go I'm going to scream." You spoke firmly as you pushed on his chest. 

He didn't let go though. Maybe he was testing whether you'd actually do it. Maybe he didn't hear you, too wrapped up in the feeling of him having you in his arms, wrapped up in him. 

He didn't want to let go. 

"Scream then." His grip tightened as he waited for your response. A smile grew on his face after basking in the few seconds of silence. 

[noellawrites]

Out of the characters you write for, who tries to babytrap their darling?

i love this question!

baby-trapping yanderes:

Gilbert Blythe

Dylan Massett

Lalo Salamanca

Colin Bridgerton

Johnny Lawrence

Samantha Larusso

Eli Moskowitz

Lewis McCartney

Sonny Carisi

Nick Amaro

Kev Ball

Herman Kozik

Jax Teller

Marcus White

Eugene Porter

[noellawrites]

Meant to be His - Yandere!Gilbert Blythe x reader

requested by: @demigirl-with-problems

summary: Gilbert is obsessed with you and invites you over for dinner with plans of making you his.

warnings: obsession, talk of family planning/babies, non-consensual kissing

Gilbert watched you from the back of the schoolhouse as you spoke with Billy Andrews of all people. He could already feel the steam coming from his ears.

Gilbert’s heart raced each time you giggled. Gilbert watched as Billy reached over and tucked a lock of hair behind your ear. That should be me, he thought.

“Alright everyone, lunchtime is over! Find your seats please!” Miss Stacy shouted, effectively breaking apart you and Billy. Gilbert had never been so thankful in his life to the dear woman.

You began heading to the back of the schoolhouse to stow away your lunch sack with your coat and hat when Gilbert Blythe approached you.

“Hello Gilbert, how are you?” you asked politely as he followed you to the cubbies.

“I’m doing well, (y/n). Say, I saw you speaking with Billy Andrews. Is he giving you trouble?”

“Oh no, it is not like that at all! Billy has been unusually kind to me, despite his behavior towards other students,” you shrugged.

“Oh, what were you speaking about, then?” Gilbert pried nonchalantly.

“He asked if I would be attending the Queen’s College examinations next month, but I am not sure yet. I have yet to convince my parents. They have been quite cross about my refusal to look for a husband yet,” you sighed, turning towards Gilbert. He looked at you with such an intensity that you couldn’t help but blush.

“I’m sorry about that. You should come over for supper tonight with Bash, Delphine and I. Maybe your parents will back off your case a bit,” Gilbert grinned, raising his eyebrows in suggestion.

“Oh I would love that! I’ll bring over a dessert to share,” you said, nodding in agreement. Both you and Gilbert held back smiles as you returned to your seats for the final half of school.

-

“—And you will be back no later than eight o’clock sharp, young lady!” your mother snapped, pointing a sharp finger at you.

“Of course, mother, Gilbert will walk me home before curfew,” you agreed, sighing as you continued frosting the strawberry rhubarb cake you were bringing to the Blythe household.

“If you were smart, you would get Gilbert to court you. He will be rich and surely looking for a wife once he opens his medical practice here in Avonlea,” she suggested as she began setting the dinner table for your family, minus you.

“Mother, that won’t be for several more years. And besides, he is nothing more than a friend to me,” you sighed.

Of course you found Gilbert attractive, but you weren’t about to admit that to your mother of all people.

-

Your hands shook as you waited on the Blythe’s porch after knocking. What if he had changed his mind? What if you made the whole thing up in your mind and he hadn’t even asked you to begin with? Your thoughts were interrupted by the squeaky door opening.

“(Y/n), please, come in! That looks like a beautiful cake,” Gilbert remarked as he gently took the cake from your hands and placed it on the dinner table, returning to take your shawl and hang it on the coat rack.

As he removed your shawl, his fingers brushed gently across the back of your neck, causing you to shiver in the slightest of ways. It was the most intimate experience you’d ever had.

“Uh, t-thank you, it’s strawberry rhubarb! I actually grew the rhubarb in my garden,” you said, blushing and looking at the floor.

Suddenly, Bash entered the room, looking extra-tired with a fussy Delphine in his arms. You leaned over and gave him as much of a hug as you could.

“So good to see you again, Miss (y/l/n)! For dinner, we have prepared the Prince Edward Island delicacy of chicken and potatoes,” Bash laughed, which you and Gilbert joined in on.

“Sounds delicious to me! Bash, would you like me to hold Delphine? Maybe then she will calm down enough to at least let you wash up for dinner,” you offered, smiling at the beautiful infant.

“Thank you much, (y/n),” he said, placing her into your steady arms.

“Here, we have a rocker you can sit in,” Gilbert offered, guiding you over to the chair. Your eyes were completely focused on Delphine, which Gilbert noticed as you sat into the chair.

“She is so beautiful, makes me want some of my own,” you murmured softly as Delphine’s screams miraculously turned into coos.

“Someday,” Gilbert agreed, placing his hand on your shoulder. As he watched you care for the tiny baby, he suddenly wanted nothing more than to have your own children in your arms. He imagined their sweet little faces, the perfect mix of yours and his. He thought about coming home after a long day’s work to see you fixing supper and nursing while baby Blythes ran around the house. He thought of how lively the house could be, your family growing up alongside Bash and Delphine.

“I have never seen her so calm, n-not since—“ Bash began, approaching the three of you.

“Babies actually tend to be quieter while being held by a female, even if it isn’t their mother,” Gilbert explained.

“Or maybe (y/n) is just a natural with children,” Bash laughed, slowly approaching you and lifting his daughter from your arms.

-

After dinner, you and Gilbert set off on a walk towards your home. As it was late spring, the sun hadn’t quite set yet. You took a deep breath as you enjoyed the scenery, arm intertwined with Gilbert’s.

“What a beautiful evening,” you marveled as the birds chirped around you.

“Not as beautiful as you,” Gilbert said with a smile.

“You’re so cheesy!”

“I just think you’re gorgeous!” Gilbert laughed, suddenly stopping.

“What are-“ you began, but he cut you off with a kiss on your lips. You could hardly move as you were wrapped up in his embrace. Your first kiss. Your mother had always told you that kisses should only be shared with your future husband.

“Gil-Gilbert please stop this! S-stop! This is quite improper!” you gasped, pulling away from his tight arms.

"Wait, (y/n), I-" Gilbert began, desire thick in his voice.

“I-I really must go, Gilbert. Thank you for dinner!” you said quickly, all but running towards your home.

You might be running away, but Gilbert knew you would be crawling right back, hungry for more before you knew it. You were always meant to be his, whether you knew it yet or not.

[noellawrites]

Anne with an E Masterlist

Billy Andrews

Arranged Marriage

“Blissful” Marriage - yandere

Jerry Baynard

Gilbert Blythe

Meant to be His - yandere

Moody Spurgeon

It's Always Been You