#brooke davis imagine

[the-fandom-abyss]

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Brooke Davis x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Genre: Fluff ♡

Word Count: 738 words

Rachel Cantina the name on the top of everyone's tongue. The new girl knew how to cause a stir, first it was Nathan, then it was Lucas and then she finally landed on you. She caught wind that you were different, that your taste in romantic partners were opposite to hers. This is what she used to fuel her fire, she teased and tormented you every chance she got. If it wasn't in the hallways, it was in class. If it wasn't in physical education, it was when you were watching cheer practice. She was quick and efficient, there was never any witnesses. That is why Brooke wasn't made aware until she found you crying right before her practice.

"Y/N what's wrong?" Her hand instinctively wrapped around your waist to pull you closer to her. Worry settled into her emotions as this was not a common occurrence for you to cry. This must have been building and that's what worried her the most. Even though it was too late, you tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks and force a smile that didn't quite reach your eyes.

"I'm okay" not even the tone of your voice was convincing. Brooke had seen and there was no way to sweep this under the rug. She wouldn't leave you until she figured out what pushed you to this state. The look she gave was enough to make you sigh, a few more tears slipping down your cheek.

"Someone on the squad is giving me a hard time" Brooke's anger began to burn, one of her girls is terrorising you and she knows exactly who it is. The whirlwind named -

"Rachel" she seethed, this was the last straw. She will show that girl her place and she better stay in it or else.

"How did you know?" When your eyes reached hers, she could see the pain swirl within them. This boiled her anger to breaking point, her disagreements with Rachel mixed with yours, was too much to contain.

"She's the only bitch on the team"

"That's not true"

"Hey! I'd like to think I'm doing better!" The small giggle from you was enough to calm Brooke down, even if that was only for the moment. She pulled you into a tight hug, showing that she supports you, wholeheartedly. When she let go, you could see the determination on her face and you knew there was no stopping her now. She held your hand in hers and led you into the gymnasium. With confidence, she marched towards Rachel who was entertaining the squad with gossip. The contrast between her gentle tap on Rachel's shoulder and the storm brewing inside, was phenomenal. Rachel turned around without a clue on what to expect from the captain.

"I don't know what your problem is, but I will kick you off this team, if you can't be a decent human being" This was Brooke's version of being calm, only those that knew her understood how close to the edge she was.

"Please don't tell me this is about her" Rachel gestured towards you, who happened to be standing behind Brooke.

"It has everything to do with her" Brooke took a step forward, invading Rachel's personal space. Rachel was ready for the challenge, her next words were chosen carefully for the reaction she wanted.

"I didn't know you were one of them"

"One of them?"

"Yeah, you know, dykes, lesbos, boy wannabes" Rachel looked around the room, hoping to see someone in agreement with her. When she noticed that no one could hold eye contact with her, was when she realised she was out numbered.

"That's it" Before Rachel could fully turn her head to face Brooke, her fist collided with her cheek. Gasps vibrated off the walls of the gymnasium, while Rachel tried to collect herself. "You are off the squad and I don't want you coming anywhere near Y/N again. If you do, I'll bruise your other eye" Brooke fiercely grabbed your hand, dragging you out of the gym. You looked back over your shoulder to see Rachel clutching at her throbbing face. The girls that once stood by her, collected their things and followed in Brooke's footsteps. You couldn't help the way your heart skipped at the sight of the squad on your side. You finally felt like you belonged for the first time since meeting Rachel and it felt good.

#brooke davis #oth #one tree hill #Brooke Davis imagine #Brooke davis x reader #oth imagine #oth x reader #one tree hill imagine #one tree hill x reader

[wikiangela]

wip wednesday

tagged by @steadfastsaturnsrings @theotherbuckley @tizniz @diazsdimples @buddieswhvre @disasterbuckdiaz @dangerpronebuddie 💖💖💖

more of the cheating fic bc I said this is my main focus rn and it is haha (I might have something different for friday tho 🙈) I hope I'll finish this scene before I post all of it in snippets lol the convo just keeps going and going istg haha

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 “What are you doing here so early? After last night, I thought you two would be dead to the world the whole day.” she teases, then goes to get a cup of coffee.

“Hey, Karen.” Buck responds quietly, not answering the question. Hen does it for him.

“Buck’s having a crisis. He slept with Eddie.” Hen says, and Karen turns towards them, eyes wide, but then the surprise turns into a smile.

“Well, finally.” she chuckles, reaching into the cupboard for a mug. “I thought it’d take them decades to figure it out.” she pauses, then frowns, turning towards Buck again. And he chooses to ignore that comment, because what the hell did she even mean? “Wait, what happened with you and Taylor? When did you guys break up? Did I miss some 118 gossip?” she asks, shooting her wife a questioning look.

“No, you didn’t, they’re still together..” Hen responds, scrutinizing gaze not leaving Buck. “He cheated on her.”

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @loveyouanyway @spagheddiediaz @rainbow-nerdss @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @nmcggg @rogerzsteven @hippolotamus @giddyupbuck @sunshinediaz @honestlydarkprincess @underwater-ninja-13 @exhuastedpigeon @fortheloveofbuddie @911-on-abc @daffi-990 @jesuisici33

#buddie cheating fic #wip wednesday #as you can imagine karen's gonna be sooo angry and together henren will (figuratively) beat some sense into him <3 #(he's gonna make just one or two more massively stupid things after that but then he'll get his shit together i promise haha) #fic: got a girl at home (but I love the way you taste) #fic snippet #buddie #buddie fic #buddie wip #wikiangela writes #my writing #my wips #i should stop posting so many snippets of this fic before i post the whole thing haha #btw i started a new wip but i'll save it until i have more to share (maybe friday lol) #it's gonna be a different first meeting fic that's inspired by brooke davis' bachelorette party but that's all im gonna say rn lol

[mugiwara-lucy]

Imagine how a TRIPLE date between these goobers would go 😂

#one tree hill #one piece #braleyton #breyley #captain trio #lawlukid #brooke davis #peyton sawyer #haley james scott #monkey d luffy #trafalgar law #eustass kid #I imagine the girls would get tired of the boys’ fuck shit and just walk out and leave them with the tab 🤣

[xjustakay]

hi !!!! for your sleepover, what fictional character are you inviting and what will we be baking for the night? <3

hi bella!! ooooh this is fun okay.

this is so specific lmao but the fictional character i’d invite to a sleepover is probably like.. brooke from one tree hill bc the GOSSIP and the FUN, yk? either her or if we’re being marauders era specific then pandora bc we’re probably summoning a demon in the bathroom or telling crazy ghost/cryptid stories that keep everyone up all night or something and what a time that would be.

as for what we’re baking, it’s brownies. like the ones loaded with extra chocolate chips and all. and we’re taking them out of the oven just early enough so they’re still kinda gooey in the middle bc that’s the best to me lol

sleepover saturday game 💚

#imagine brooke davis AND pandora at the same sleepover for a second damn what a wild time lmao #thank you lovely!! #bella tag<3 #sleepover saturday #answered

[crazyk-imagine]

Brooke's Other Bestie Headcanon

Warnings: Mentions of Brooke's first interaction with that dickwad (y'all know who I'm talking about)

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- You walked in behind Deb, taking in the mess - She turns around and when you see her face, your heart breaks because you know it doesn't end there - She did not deserve this "Oh my god." "I'm not gonna cry." - You slightly push the woman to the side, running towards your bestie, hugging her tightly - You loosen your grip when you hear a slight hiss escape her "I'm not going to cry," she whispers. "Then I'm going to cry for you." You push yourself back, pulling your small tube of carmex out of your purse. "I'm putting this on your lip so it won't hurt as much when you talk then we're going to a hospital-" "No," she shakes her head. "Brooke-" "I'm- I'm not going. You can't make me." "Fine but if we could at least go back to yours so we can ice you down then I'll feel a little better. I'll work on your behalf." "But I can-" "You're not going to win, Brooke Davis." - She's not happy you sent her home but she's also glad you did - She doesn't need anyone else to see her like this and stare at her with pity - Even after her call with your cousin, Peyton, she realizes you've helped her more than anyone (other than Deb, obvi) - You check on her continuously which she loves to pretend is annoying but's it's your love language for literally everyone - She appreciates it more because you're respecting her boundaries - She always appreciated having you by her side more so since you didn't try and cage her from the world which is why she's never afraid to tell you anything or ask for your help - When she goes looking for her almost daughter, you're by her side - With the attack and aftermath, you didn't feel comfortable leaving her alone - You help her take down her attacker before having to pull her away before things get worse - You hold her as she breaks down that night, never telling a soul - She doesn't know how she could have gone through this without you by her side and never wants to find out

#one tree hill #one tree hill imagine #one tree hill imagines #one tree hill headcanon #one tree hill fanfic #one tree hill fanfiction #brooke davis #crazyk-imagine

[kor-ee-an-door]

Final thoughts on OTH, I am 22 right now the same age when Lucas intended to marry Lindsey, Haley and Nathan had a 4 year old, Haley was teaching highschool, Brooke was a self-made millionaire who wanted to have a baby and actually fostered a sick baby, Lucas had published a book and Peyton started her label, without having gone through any of the milestones these characters have had including having that one big love story and I used to think maybe there was something wrong with me, but they were still so young! And it kills me that this was glossed over by others so often. Barely put of their teens, couldn't legally drink until a year ago, and they're all living life at 150 miles per hour. Calm down please.

#one tree hill #okay I'm done #maybe not completely but done for tonight #brooke davis #lucas scott #naley #haley james scott #nathan scott #peyton sawyer #like peyton had a baby at 23? max? can't imagine being pregnant now #like naley was so wild anyway they got married at 17 and had a kid at 18 #but 22 is still so young #i'm still in school not making anyoney because no one will hire me without having done at least three proper internships

[georgecostanzaatemysoup]

So was Brooke not going to originally be in the show? I noticed she wasn't in the pilot.

#brooke davis #one tree hill #imagine the series without that absolute icon #ash watches stuff

[useragarfield]

✩ FAVORITE CHARACTER MEME ✩ ↬ dynamics: brooke & haley james scott [4/5]

I am gonna miss you, Brooke Davis, like you can't imagine. Of course I can. I'm gonna miss you the same. I love you.

#othedit #brooke davis #fcm* #one tree hill #userelliee #tuserbelovas #userlix #tusercarolina #femalecharacters #dailytvwomen #forbescaroline #nessa007 #myedit #oth #userjl #userhizziee #tv #braleyedit #braley #haley james scott #BESTIES FORREVER I LOVE THEM BEST BROOKE RELATIONSHIP AHHH

[thebiggerbear]

Rachel Gatina x Reader - Prompt Response - "I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."

Summary: Rachel, who has never spoken to you before, approaches you to ask for a favor. Despite what Bevin said, Rachel decides that she has to gauge this whole "being into girls" thing properly. And she's picked you to help her with that. ...Lucky you.

Pairing: Rachel Gatina x Female!Reader

A/N: Prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting (#941). I started quite a few scenarios for Rachel's response to this prompt but none of them felt right until this scenario popped into my head. I tried to keep this as 2000's as possible. Hope this is okay.

Both characters are over eighteen.

This is meant to take place right after the Bevin and Rachel bathroom scene in 4x13.

Unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.

Warnings: mention of implied sex; internalized homophobia (I hope that's the correct term)

Word Count: 3757

Please do not do any of the above. Thank you for your understanding.

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Rachel Taglist: @nancymcl

"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."

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You were just getting your books out of your locker when someone suddenly appeared next to you. You glanced over to see a familiar redhead smirking at you. You rolled your eyes and went back to your locker. “What do you want?”

Rachel Gatina had been the new girl at Tree Hill High who was giving Brooke Davis a run for her money and her non-exclusive boyfriend. Now, she was besties with Brooke and constantly toggling between mean girl and party girl. Either way, she had never been very nice to you or anyone else (except Mouth) who wasn’t in the “cool cliques”. 

“Can’t one senior come over to say hello to her fellow senior?”

“When said senior has never spoken a word to this fellow senior? Then no.” You slammed your locker shut and moved past her to head to class.

“I’m speaking to you now.” She was keeping pace with you, great.

“Oh, well then let me put my entire day on hold since Queen Rachel is speaking to me.” You turned a glare on her. 

“Not queen, just…maybe a little royalty.”

You rolled your eyes again and kept moving. You were going to be late for AP Lit and you did not want to be late for that class. Mr. Barton had a rule that he enforced with an iron fist: one minute late, no class for you. He would lock the door and not unlock it again until the class was over. 

“As it so happens, I need a favor.” She was still following you.

“Oh, imagine that. A favor.” You still didn’t stop. 

“Oh, come on. For someone I’ve never spoken a word to before, you’re being awfully harsh, don’t you think?” She wasn’t wrong. The truth was that she intimidated you a little bit. And that was your go to when it came to intimidation: pushback and biting sarcasm.

“I’m late for class,” you threw at her. “And if I don’t hurry, I’ll be—”

She grabbed your hand and yanked you off to the side, right into the girls’ bathroom.

“What the— Rachel, what are you doing? I’m about to be locked out of class.” You hurried towards the door but she blocked you. “Rachel,” you growled. “The bell is about to—”

The bell rang before you could finish your sentence. You had now officially been marked absent from Mr. Barton’s class and you were locked out. Great. You were screwed.

“So you miss one class, big deal. It’s not like you’re flunking.”

You crossed your arms and sighed. “How would you know that?”

“I asked around. I make it my business to know. Now, about that favor.”

“That you made me miss one of my most important classes for.”

She laid a hand on your shoulder. “Don’t worry. Just tell Barton you had a girl emergency. He’ll offer you a make-up paper before you can get out the word ‘tampon’. Besides, it’s not like you’ll be lying to him exactly. This is a girl emergency.” She smiled, placing her hand on her hip.

You walked over to the gross looking tampon dispensing machine and gestured to it. “If you needed one, it’s right here. Are you out of quarters?”

She smirked and flicked her hair back. “I like you. It’s a shame we didn’t talk before this. I get the feeling we could have been friends.”

“A cheerleader hanging out with a loner? Yes, I can definitely see that.”

“You call yourself a loner?” She laughed. “You’re far from it from what I’ve heard.”

You narrowed your eyes at her. “And your emergency is?”

She pressed her lips together and sat on one of the sinks, swinging her legs back and forth as she settled. “I’m not sure how to ask this without sounding…you know, gay, so I’m just going to ask.”

Your heart started to pound at the word ‘gay’. Oh no.

“Will you kiss me?”

Your eyes widened and your heart stopped altogether. Was she for real? 

She gave you an encouraging smile. “It’s just to see if something Bevin said is true or not.”

“Bevin?”

“Yeah. We had class together last period and we had to do this stupid assignment together. She said this thing and now I can’t get it out of my head.”

“So let me see if I’ve got this right. Bevin said something to you in class during an assignment you both were working on together and that had you finding me, who you’ve never spoken to before, to push me into the bathroom with you to ask me to kiss you but not wanting it to sound gay. To see if what Bevin said is true or not.”

Rachel shrugged. “More or less. Yeah.”

“Right.” You immediately began opening stall doors, seeing no one was in here thankfully. You then began checking underneath the sinks, the bathroom mirrors, anywhere a recording device of some kind could be installed. 

“What are you doing?” She asked when you quickly looked under her sink. “I said a kiss not…that.” 

“Wouldn’t you be so lucky,” you snapped. “I’m looking for recording devices of some kind. Someone hidden in here who’s going to jump out and let me know I’m on Punk’d or Candid Camera or something. Maybe you’ve got a couple of the cheerleaders hiding somewhere with a camera to take a picture. Maybe Brooke and a couple of jocks are just waiting outside the door to laugh and spread rumors.”

Rachel crossed her arms. “You are way too paranoid, you know that?”

You shrugged. “Can’t be too safe, especially when it comes to high school. Especially this high school.”

“I’ll have you know that most guys would be dying for the chance if I gave it to them. if I asked them to kiss me, they would already be over here, all over me.”

“I’m not a guy in case you haven’t noticed.”

“Of course I noticed, that’s why I asked.”

“So, you’re just looking for any girl to kiss you. Is that it?” Lucky you.

“Not just any girl. You.”

“Why me?”

“I’ve heard the rumors.”

You tensed up. “What rumors?”

She leaned forward. “You know. And I know you’re into me, even if you won’t admit it.”

She was right; you weren’t going to admit it. “Right, right. Question, how did you fit through the door just now with that massive ego of yours?”

“That’s not the only thing of mine that’s massive.” As if to illustrate her point, she leaned forward a little more until you could see straight down her cleavage. Well, she certainly wasn’t lying.

“Alright, first off, those rumors aren’t true. Secondly, let’s say I do this for you. What do I get in return?”

“This is a favor, not a deal,” she scoffed.

“How long would this have to be for?”

She shot you a look and sat up. “Wow, talk about giving a girl a complex. Is the idea of kissing me really that horrible for you?”

“I didn’t say that. I’m merely trying to determine what I’m going to be asking in trade.”

“Now, it’s a trade.” She huffed a laugh in disbelief. A moment later, she glanced over at you. “Five seconds. No more, no less.”

“Okay then, what I want in return is this: you never tell anyone about this.”

“That’s what you want in return?”

“Yep. I want your word that you won’t whisper a word of this to anyone. When you go away to college and you’re experimenting or whatever, sure you can mention that one kiss in the girls’ bathroom one time, but not here in Tree Hill. Never here in Tree Hill. Or to anyone from here and that includes Brooke. Deal?”

She gave you a nod. “Deal.”

“Alright.” Now you were feeling nervous and self-conscious. “So do I, uh, just come over there or do you come over here or do we meet in the middle or—”

“Just come over here,” she ordered, impatience coloring her tone.

“Okay,” you muttered, moving over to her. 

Rachel studied you and you began to feel like an exhibit in a museum or something. “So, we doing this or—”

“Shut up.” She cupped your face and leaned in, pressing her lips to yours. 

You were sort of having a little meltdown in your brain right then. Rachel Gatina was kissing you. The beautiful, cocky, queen of mean, sexy cheerleader Rachel Gatina was kissing you. Ever since she’d arrived, she had been turning heads, even yours. You never had the courage to approach her or say hello to her, even at a party the two of you were at. Especially since she didn’t seem all that nice. Never mind the whole cliques thing, Rachel had been right; there were rumors going around about you. Most of the girls on Rachel’s side of the hallway so to speak avoided you like the Plague and only acknowledged your existence to make fun of you or gossip about you if somehow the rumors got a second wind (which you made sure they never did, not from you anyway). 

But Rachel was beautiful although personality wise, she wasn’t exactly your type. Though she did prove to be a lot smarter than she let on. You may have asked around yourself, overheard a few things. Plus, you had it on pretty good authority that she may have been the one to cause the whole time capsule business which then led to— You didn’t want to think about that. Now or ever quite honestly. Besides, Mouth had made you promise to keep it to yourself about the capsule. It was obvious that even Mouth had a crush on her. 

You counted down the seconds in your head as you enjoyed the softness of her lips against yours, the smell of her perfume, the feeling of her hands on your face. When you reached the end, you went to pull back but she tugged you back in. Not only did she keep you there but she deepened the kiss. You could have sworn you felt the edge of her tongue against your lower lip.

You continued counting in your head and by 27, Rachel finally let you go. You took a step back and watched as she held her fingers up to her lips, staring at you. Then she did the last thing you expected (or if you were being honest, you totally expected it). She laughed out, “Oh my God.”

There it was. You waited for the joke, for Brooke to pop out of a stall that she mysteriously appeared into and begin laughing and pointing, for the whole school to start filing into the bathroom, one by one, to join in the merriment. “Yeah, that’s usually the reaction I get,” you muttered, wiping your lips with your fingers.

“No, not you. I mean…Bevin was right.” She laughed again, seeming almost pleasantly surprised.

And there was the joke. “Great. Glad she was. Now, if I can be set free from this Bathroom Bastille, that would be awesome. Thanks for the laughs.” You gave her a peace sign and began to walk towards the door. You fully expected to find some cheerleaders or Bevin or Brooke on the other side of it.

“Hey! Hold up a second.” She jumped down from the sink and grabbed your shirt sleeve to stop you. “You don’t have to act like kissing me was such a revolting thing for you to do that you’re now relieved it’s over. You really do know how to give a girl a complex.”

“I know how to give a girl a complex? You’re laughing after you kissed me. What about that doesn’t give a girl a complex?”

She nodded, sticking her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. “True. I’m sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you.”

You arched a brow over at her.

“Scout’s honor.” She stuck two fingers up in a gesture that you were pretty sure they didn’t use in the Scouts but you kept that observation to yourself. 

“Then what were you laughing at?”

She looked uncomfortable then and you had to wonder if she had been telling you the truth just now. “That Bevin was right. …And not.”

“Right about what?”

She bit at her lip. “Okay, here’s the thing. I don’t know you just like you don’t know me. So if I tell you this, you can’t tell anyone at all. Even if they’re not from Tree Hill. Like ever. Got it?”

So, she also had a secret that she didn’t want getting out. You could understand that. You held up your fingers in the actual Scout’s honor sign. “Got it.”

Rachel looked uncomfortable again but her discomfort also seemed to be tainted by a little sadness. “I was telling Bevin that I never really feel anything with the guys I sleep with.” Ah, you knew where this was going. “I mean, I got this new body and everything but it didn’t change anything. Except for how they looked at me.” She bit at her bottom lip again which you were starting to see may be a nervous gesture on her part. “So, Bevin said she always wondered what it would be like to be a guy, checking out chicks. And I said that might be my problem, maybe I was into girls.”

You kept your face carefully neutral but inside you were half-shocked, and half-not so shocked. 

“She kissed me on the spot which totally took me by surprise, and asked if I felt anything. I told her I didn’t because I really didn’t. She said if I was into girls then I would’ve felt something because she’s a great kisser and I’d be into her.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at that one. Maybe Bevin was a great kisser like she boasted but that wasn’t exactly how it worked. You would know.

“And you weren’t?”

“No,” she snapped. “I like Bevin well enough but no. The class ended and that was it. But then it got me thinking.”

“Ah. You thought you’d go to one of the girls rumored to be gay in this school and ask her to kiss you, you know just to make sure.”

“Well, not to put too fine a point on it but yeah.”

You snorted. “Well?”

“Well?”

“Did you feel anything?”

She looked uncertain for a moment so you figured the answer would be no. But then she surprisingly took a step closer to you, giving you a hint of a smile that was absent of her usual cockiness. “Yeah, actually.”

“So according to Bevin’s vast array of knowledge in these matters, you must be into girls then. Mazel Tov. I’ll see you around, Rachel.” You turned to leave, eager to put this whole thing behind you, when she gently grabbed your arm. 

You sighed and turned back. “I did what you asked. I don’t get why—”

Rachel leaned in, kissing you again. 

When she broke away, your brows drew together. “Uh…?”

“Did you feel anything?”

Hell yeah, you did. You felt that down to your toes. But you weren’t about to tell her that. “I, um… It’s really hard to tell. I might need further exploration on the subject.”

She let you go and gave you a look. “Really?”

“Yep. As a matter of fact, I’m going to go find another cheerleader and shove her into a bathroom to make out with her so I can find out. Great idea, Rach. Thanks. Later.” You went to leave when she grabbed you again.

Smiling at you, she pulled you closer. “Shut up.” She kissed you then and you couldn’t help but kiss her back.

You glanced up when you heard the bell ring again, signaling you needed to get to your next class. You groaned and it wasn’t because Rachel’s lips were attached to your neck. You both were currently in a stall with her in your lap (because she refused to get her clothes dirty sitting on a gross toilet seat though she was slightly taller than you with the heels she was sporting, which made positioning awkward at times) and you literally had been making out now for most of the period. 

“I need to get to my next class.”

“Skip it,” she breathed before kissing you again.

“I can’t skip it,” you panted. “I already missed one class while you’re having your gay awakening.” 

She pulled back, scowling at you. “I’m not gay.”

You inclined your head at her sitting in your lap. 

She shoved her hair behind her ear. “That doesn’t mean I’m gay. I’m just…trying new things.” She gave you a bright smile. “Besides, if I was gay, don’t you think I would have enjoyed kissing Bevin?”

“Yeah, that’s not how that works.”

“And you would know.”

“Says the girl who’s currently sitting on my lap and has been trying to convince me to meet her at her house later so she can get me into bed.”

She wrapped her arms around her neck. “Come on, it’ll be fun. Brooke won’t be there if that’s what you’re worried about. She has a date tonight. And I need to find out if those rumors are true.” She leaned in to place a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“I hate those rumors,” you muttered.

“Why? They’re not true?”

“What do you think?”

She thought about it for a moment. “Good point. So is it or is it not true that you and Donna DiLorenzo went all the way in the eighth grade at summer camp?”

You couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Summer camp? How cliche.”

“So they’re not true then?”

You shook your head. “No. Donna and I were just friends. And I never went to summer camp.”

She shrugged. “Fair enough. But obviously, the other part of the rumor is true.” She smirked and ran a finger along your jaw.

“That I’m a raging lesbian who’s always on the prowl for girls? No. Sorry to disappoint but your friend Brooke made all of that up.”

She didn’t say anything to that. How could she? “But if you’re making out with me, then—”

“I like both guys and girls. That’s the real truth. Which goes without saying, is to be kept secret along with this whole little makeout session and what you told me earlier. It all goes into the vault, for life. Got it?”

She nodded, that cocky smirk making a reappearance. “So I really can’t convince you to come by tonight once Brooke leaves?”

You heard the bell again and you let out a huge groan. “That’s two classes now.”

“You have me on your lap, asking you to come to my house later so we can continue this, and you’re worried about class?” She actually seemed insulted.

“Yes. Because I don’t need the absences which will turn into zeros when they realize I’m cutting.”

Rachel studied you for a moment and flicked her hair back, holding onto you. “Well, since you don’t have to rush off now. Care to feel me up?”

You arched your brows in disbelief, silently asking if she was serious, to which she only smiled wider. “I hate you,” you muttered.

“You certainly have a weird way of showing that.” She ground into you and interlocked her fingers at the back of your neck, grinning. “Come on. You know you want to. They’re a hell of a lot bigger than Donna DiLorenzo’s,” she teased.

“Like I said, I hate you, and I wouldn’t know.”

“You’ve had your hands on my ass for the last half hour. While I’m flattered, don’t you want to feel what my other attributes feel like?”

“You mean holding onto your ass to keep you from falling? You’re welcome.”

“Come on.” She reached down and began to lower the straps of her tank top, her jacket having been hung up on the back of the door long ago. 

You stopped her. “If I agree to drop by your house later, can we stop this ridiculous conversation in its tracks?”

She shrugged, moving her straps back into place. “I wouldn’t call it ridiculous but sure. Brooke’s date is picking her up around 8:00. Why don’t you swing by around 8:30?”

Your jaw tightened. “If this turns out to be some elaborate prank with cameras and people popping out and Brooke, I swear, I will go nuclear on your secrets. The vault won’t be able to withstand the heat of that explosion.”

“You are so incredibly paranoid but got it, loud and clear. For the record, I wasn’t inviting you over as a prank. I’m not Brooke,” she finished in a whisper. She then cleared her throat. “As it turns out, I am inviting you over to watch a movie.”

“Awww. You’re going to show me your Girls Gone Wild collection? How sweet.” 

She swatted your shoulder. “Shut up. I’m talking about that movie The Grudge. Have you seen it?”

You shook your head. “Didn’t really want to if I’m honest.”

Her smile grew. “Perfect.” She leaned in and kissed you, chuckling into your mouth when she moved your hands from her ass to her breasts. 

You squeezed them for good measure and muttered to her lips, “There. Very nice. Happy now?”

“Not yet.” She launched herself at you, kissing you deeply. You barely heard someone knocking on the bathroom door for the fourth time since this whole thing started, and you had stopped counting the seconds in your head long ago. Rachel Gatina was making out with you and she was inviting you over to her house later to “watch a movie”. There was no way in hell you were passing that up or paying attention to anything else (even if you had been dying to see The Grudge since you missed it while it was in theaters). You had missed two classes for Rachel’s experiment, after all.

That made you pull back for a moment. “I can’t miss another class, though.”

She nodded, panting. “You agreed to come over later so, yeah. I got it. But you still have forty five minutes.” She gave you that wicked smirk again before moving back in.

You moved your hands back to her ass and she moaned into your mouth though you could feel the smirk against your lips right before. You didn’t know Bevin Prince very well but damn if you weren’t going to send her some kind of gift basket as a thank you.

A/N: Please let me know what you think. 😊

#rachel gatina x female reader #rachel gatina x reader #rachel gatina x you #rachel gatina x y/n #one tree hill fanfiction #rachel gatina #one tree hill #prompt response #oth fanfiction #oth #one tree hill fandom #rachel gatina fanfiction #danneel ackles #danneel ackles character #thebiggerbear #female!highschoolstudent!reader #both characters over 18 #danneel harris character #danneel harris

[kriegertops]

Trying to picture Sophia’s talk with her parents about her new girlfriend. I’m imagining it went something like this:

Mom, dad- do you remember me telling you about that soccer couple? I’ve met them a few times and have been following their journey as a family- I’ve even commented on all their milestone posts? Well, anyways, the less attractive one and I found ourselves really connecting at some panels we did this summer. We hung out, we flirted, we were super touchy feely- took a bunch of pictures and videos- it’s all over the internet. Well it turns out, she’s a self involved narcissist just like me! So we totally bonded! And we *kind of * hooked up. I mean, we can’t admit it, but we decided we should both leave our spouses and be together, because it’s true love!! What? Well, yes, she does have a barely one year and a barely two year old. I know, that IS a young family. But her wife is super controlling and won’t put out, so…what’s Ashlyn supposed to do? Like try to work on her marriage after her wife retires? That’s way to mature for her. Her wife made this IG posts making it seem like we cheated, and now Ashlyn is getting massively cyber bullied! It’s awful! It’s so bad, I had to help her write this notes app statement to get fans off her back. Turns out, it didn’t work, but now we get to play the victim and make seem like it’s us against the world! It’s brought us even closer!! How’s her ex wife doing? Well, it’s really annoying because she is completely killing it and super busy, has all these new jobs and events to go to. I can’t understand the fuss, tbh. I mean, it’s not like was the star of this cheesy CW teen drama for years. She’s just calmly moving on with her life. It’s hard, bc it makes Ashlyn feel bad about her selfWhat’s Ashlyn’s job? Ugh…was hoping you wouldn’t ask about that. Well, because everyone is against her (like the entire woso community took her ex’s side) she can’t get any regular work. I mean, I hooked her up with this foundation, so she’s got something to do. But she’s kinda down and out right now. I’ve been paying for her flights all over, and we took a trip. But, what’s the point of being THE Brooke Davis if I can’t spend my hard earned royalties on my greasy, mulleted, tatted, low life, grifter girlfriend? WHAT? You don’t see this working out? Well, we are going to prove everyone wrong! You keep reading all my passive aggressive IG quotes and posts, and you’ll understand. Okay, wish I could talk more, but we’re going to get hers and hers matching nipple piercings- talk soon!! ❤️

How’d I do? 😈

This is amazing and made me laugh so much! Thank you anon for making my day😂🔥🫡

[hmmm-shesucks]

Whenever I want to give Katelyn a personality, I imagine her to be a lot like Brooke Davis. Maybe it’s me feeding into the typical high school cheerleader stereotype, but I like to think she had a mean girl faze in high school and then grew to be a very kind and genuine person. Also, Brooke Davis would never let Andrew Minyard walk all over her, and I believe Katelyn eventually stops letting him.

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #twinyards #katelyn #aftg katelyn #aaron x katelyn #neil josten #andreil #i love Andrew with my whole heart but Aaron deserves to be happy too

[the-fandom-abyss]

Brooke Davis Masterlist

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#brooke davis #oth #one tree hill #Brooke davis x reader #Brooke davis imagine #oth imagine #one tree hill imagine

[fangirlinglikeabus]

[..]a garden,—once stocked with such hard plants and flowers as could best brook the soil and climate, and such trees and shrubs as could best endure the gardener’s torturing shears, and most readily assume the shapes he chose to give them,—now, having been left so many years untilled and untrimmed, abandoned to the weeds and the grass, to the frost and the wind, the rain and the drought, it presented a very singular appearance indeed. The close green walls of privet, that had bordered the principal walk, were two-thirds withered away, and the rest grown beyond all reasonable bounds; the old boxwood swan, that sat beside the scraper, had lost its neck and half its body: the castellated towers of laurel in the middle of the garden, the gigantic warrior that stood on one side of the gateway, and the lion that guarded the other, were sprouted into such fantastic shapes as resembled nothing either in heaven or earth, or in the waters under the earth; but, to my young imagination, they presented all of them a goblinish appearance, that harmonised well with the ghostly legions and dark traditions our old nurse had told us respecting the haunted hall and its departed occupants.

so i did a fair bit of reading on garden symbolism for an essay i wrote on the yellow wallpaper last year, and - with the caveat that this was about colonial america, not england - one of the things that did firmly crop up was the garden as a site of patriarchal control. and just looking at the word torturing i wonder how exactly we're meant to read an overrun garden in this context. like on the one hand it was stocked with hard plants, appropriate to the climate, and on the other it also contained soft plants that would submit to and be shaped easily by a man's guiding hand. i'm certain there's a deliberate tension there. also relevant, i think, is the way the name of the house seems to reflect this unruly garden: wildfell. anyway, there's a decent amount of really fascinating stuff going on with nature in this novel which imo shows that anne bronte did have a clear capital-r-romantic influence even if she's usually shunted into a different category from her sisters, and i think it's worth paying attention to.

this is incidentally what stevie davies has to say on it in her notes:

the topiary details add a unique twist to the theme of recidivism played out both by Wildfell Hall and Wuthering Heights (see S. Davies, Emily Brontë (Harvester Wheatsheaf, etc., 1988), pp.130-54). Nature, 'tortured' to an art which represents nature (the boxwood swan, the lion) is in process of reverting to nature. However, swan and lion belong with laurel towers and fabricated warrior as armorial tributes to dynasty - a dynasty which has died out, subverted by nature. For Emily Brontë's mystery, Anne Brontë substitutes grotesquerie, in a chaotic vision in which human aspirations are in process of recrudescence, paralleling the disintegration in the ethical sphere of the novel: but the author fails to develop these implications.

#maybe i'll try dig up that essay tomorrow or something but idk if i'll have time cos i'm set to have a p busy week #laura talks books #the tenant of wildfell hall #wildfell weekly #bronte blogging #i don't think that mention of the ethical sphere is too spoilery but anyone who thinks it is is welcome to let me know

[mugiwara-lucy]

Since I'm a romance freak and LOVE Breyton; imagine an AU where instead of Lucas being by Peyton's side as she was bleeding out in the library and being by her side in the ambulance and hospital, it was BROOKE instead?! 💖🤭🥰🤗💖💘💝❤️‍🔥

#one tree hill #oth #breyton #brooke x peyton #brooke davis #peyton sawyer #the fact that peyton spent like 90 % of time in the library talking about brooke along with brooke crying over and being stressed #silly over peyton WARMS my breyton looking crazy arc!! #plus imagine brooke using her jacket to stop peyton's bleeding and peyton apologizing and kissing her!!

[starrlikesbooks]

Happy Spooky Month! 🎃

As always, check under the cut for more on each~

I was lucky enough to read ALL of these books in advance this month! 🥰

After Dark With Roxie Clark by Brooke Lauren Davis is a October-set story of grief, generational curses, and mystery. While Roxie embraces the bad luck of their family, her sister has always clung to the rational and avoided the dark- until her boyfriend was brutally murdered. After being grief bound for months, she suddenly finds herself motivated to re-enter her own life- because she's sure she can prove Roxie's best friend, and her boyfriend's brother, was the murderer. If you like stories about complicated family relationships and breaking cycles, this is a book you'd probably enjoy!

The Restless Dark by Erica Waters is an atmospheric, tense story of serial killers, possible hauntings, and strangers that may or may not be trustworthy. Three girls find their way to a true crime podcasts camping contest to find the killer's bones- one for research, one to dominate the darkness she's sure is in her, and one for closure after nearly being his last victim. This book also has a sapphic romance!

If You Could See the Sun by Anna Liang is the perfect book for anyone who can relate to struggling to prove yourself without taking the time or risk to figure out who you are. It's also great for fans of magical realism and academic rivals to lovers! Alice's temporary invisibility is bad luck, especially since uncontrollably turning invisible means missing expensive classes, but it's also a way to earn some extra, much needed money. But just how are will she go to get the money to pay her school fees?

If This Book Exists, You're in the Wrong Universe by Jason Pargin is the 4th book in the John Dies at the End series, though if you really want to, it can be read as a standalone. This one follows the trio trying to stop a cult from ending the world via a super capitalistic toy and an angry teenage boy. This one is also pretty timey-wimey. *Adult book*

Self-Portrait With Nothing by Aimee Potwatka is about an adopted woman's famous biological mother coming back into her life- by disappearing. If magical paintings, wild goose chases, and identity stories are your thing, definitely pick this one up! *Adult book*

When Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb was pitched as a "modern, queer Jewish parable" and that definitely nails it, but I'd also call it a Jewish YA Good Omens. When an angel and a demon leave behind their shetl to find a girl who never sent word back from America, it's meant to be an excuse more than a real rescue mission, but with the interference of ghosts, crooked immigration, and a plucky, determined lesbian, they find themselves more involved than they could have imagined.

#book list #queer books #gay books #jdate #jewish books #diverse book #if you could see the sun #when angels left the old country #castor starr #starrlikesbooks #ya books

[crazyk-imagine]

One Tree Hill Master List

Headcanon

Chris Keller

Dating Chris Keller Headcanon // Ao3: Dating Chris Keller Headcanon 

Summary: This is when the gang finds out you're dating him to your breakup and then you're rekindling. In which, you're dating an annoying man, and the others feel bad when they cause you two to break up.

Sharing Jewlery with Chris Keller // Ao3: Sharing Jewlery with Chris Keller

Summary: This is stupid but I didn't care and now I am sharing with the rest of you. Another odd idea that came to mind... I couldn't stop thinking about it and here we are, more OTH content :p

Brooke Davis

Brooke's Other Bestie Headcanon // Ao3: Brooke's Other Bestie Headcanon

Summary: Happens during one of the worst times in her life but never fear, for her other bestie is here. Just a few ways you'd be able to help her and show her how important you are to her.

Nathan Scott

Breaking Hearts and Making Names // Ao3: Breaking Hearts and Making Names

Summary: Chris Keller always tries to be one with the ladies but lucks out this time. You have no problem putting this man in his place, curtsey of Brooke being your bestie. Nathan and Lucas aren't as nice as their friends because they'll happily laugh in his face even if he says his feelings are hurt. Mouth and Skills do all they can to warn him but, that's only if Chris decides to listen or not.

#one tree hill #one tree hill fanfic #one tree hill fanfiction #one tree hill imagine #one tree hill imagines #one tree hill headcanon #chris keller #chris keller imagine #chris keller imagines #chris keller fanfic #chris keller fanfiction #brooke davis #brooke davis fanfic #brooke davis fanfiction #crazyk-imagine #nathan scott #nathan scott fanfic #nathan scott fanfiction