Avonlea gets a new resident - Rosalie Cintron. Rosalie is different, what you would call a free spirit, and she attracts the attention of a fellow classmate. As she discovers Avonlea, she also discovers a part of herself which she never knew she had - and that part always came with Gilbert Blythe.

˜"*°•.˜"*°• to test the boundaries of what is safe or acceptable •°*"˜.•°*"˜ [ gilbert blythe x the oc ] [ anne with an e season 1 + 2 + 3] HIGHEST RANKING - GILBERT BLYTHE #6

☾ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 ☽

"But again, I like brown eyes the best" Gilbert murmurs. He tucks a strand of golden hair behind Winifred's ear and his finger trail down her cheek to under her chin, gently turning her head up to him.

LIBEROSIS (noun) the desire to care less about something. ※ Livia Crawford always seemed to be at war with herself, her thoughts bouncing back and fourth in a constant conflict. She was a social butterfly since when she discovered she could walk, and her mouth never stayed close once she learned the gift of speech, so making acquaintances and friends was like a second nature. But as she grew older secrets, rumors, dares, and backstabbing "friends" became more than a regular occurrence, which left poor Livia heartbroken. But after a particularly horrid event, Livia vowed to herself that she'd start afresh. A new home, in a new country, and a new school. What could possibly stop her? Why Gilbert Blythe, of course.

White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes. | Burnt lungs, sour taste. | A simple girl who moves in next door to the one and only Gilbert Blythe. eleutheromania, an intense and irresistible desire of freedom. You really love him, don't you?] currently being rewritten :) Highest ranking: #36 under gilbertblythe

I stood there and watched everything burn, and my stomach twisted together. Tears rolled down my cheeks and the cold bit at my arms. "Here take my sweater," A boy said to me wrapping it around my arms and pulling me closer to him. That boy just happened to be Gilbert Blythe. -- A story about a girl who had to move to Avonlea to live with her cousin, and is now falling for the boy she tried to hate.

The sun warmed Y/n's face as she leaned back with a sigh, letting the freshness of spring consume her. She would let it take her whole if she didn't need to be back at Aunt Diana's so soon. Something brushed across her face, causing the girl to crack an eye open. It was Gilbert. He held a blue flower to her face, unknowing to Y/n, trying to catch her attention. "Anything you need, Blythe?" She questioned, admiring the way his hair ruffled in the slight breeze. "I'm only admiring you." He grinned, pulling the flower from her face, only to replace it with a hand. "Then it's only right that I can admire you." ----------------------- Y/n was sent to live with her aunt and uncle in Avonlea, a far away land that held so much opportunity for her. What happens when she goes to the new land excepting nothing and receiving all she could ask for? (G.B x reader) -I DON'T OWN ANNE WITH AN E-

Y/n's has been in Avonlea ever since she could remember, it was her first day to school since her parents didn't want her to be out in the open but decided to let her learn her part of the rather big world that she's seen so very little or none of. + a few imagines that don't have anything to do with the story😂

"That you are here-that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse." -------------------------------------- ☁ ------------------------------------ In order to escape your cruel orphanage life, you had to take some drastic measures. But now that you've got a family, a home, and friends, will you be able to keep your secret hidden? And can you trust the doe-eyed boy from Avonlea? // my fellow impatient readers can skip to chapter five if they wish.