❝I WANT TO WEAR HIS INITAL ON A CHAIN ROUND MY NECK CHAIN ROUND MY NECK NOT BECAUSE HE OWNS ME BECAUSE HE REALLY KNOWS ME ❞ Brooke Carson had Stars Hollow in her bones. Her mother, Siena Carson, had been born and raised in the quirky little town, long before it became a postcard-perfect backdrop for bookish teenagers and town troubadours. Siena knew every corner of Stars Hollow-the best spot under the gazebo to avoid bird poop, which step on Miss Patty's porch squeaked loudest, and how to get Taylor Doose to change his mind (answer: stubbornness and baked goods). When Siena found out she was pregnant at sixteen, it was the kind of small-town scandal that made the rounds in three minutes flat. But Siena, never one to wilt under gossip, held her head high. She named her baby Brooke-after Brooke Shields, the towering beauty of the '80s who, in Siena's words, "wasn't just a pretty face-she was bold, smart, and didn't take crap from anyone." That was the kind of girl Siena wanted to raise. A year later, in 1985, a woman named Lorelai Gilmore moved to Stars Hollow with her baby girl, Rory. COVER MADE BY - @_Kyuki_ Gif for act one made by : loki_of_assguard Gif for act two made by : faultcline

❝AND I FEEL PERFECTLY FINE BUT I MISS SCREAMING AND FIGHTING AND KISSING IN THE RAIN AND ITS 2AM AND IM CURSING YOUR NAME SO IN LOVE THAT YOU ACT INSANE AND THATS THE WAY I LOVED YOU ❞ For as long as Emberlyn Marlowe could remember, summer meant one thing - Cousins Beach. Every June, without fail, she and her family would load up the car, windows down, singing along to old songs on the radio, chasing the familiar magic of three golden months spent by the ocean. Waiting for them there were the Fishers and the Conklins - two families who had become just as much a part of her world as her own blood. To Emberlyn, the summer house wasn't just a place. It was a feeling - of home, of belonging, of never needing to explain yourself to be understood. And in the center of all of it was him. Conrad Fisher. COVER MADE BY - @_Kyuki_ OG COVER DONE BY : @-dearbrookes GIFS DONE BY: @iluvvcliine

❝IN MY HEAD YOU'RE IN THE CAR AND YOU'RE COMING TO ME AND YOU GET TO MY DOOR AND YOU CANT EVEN SPEAK BUT I THINK THATS ITS SWEET YEAH I THINK THAT YOU'RE SWEET ❞ Blair Brooks had been acting since she was six years old. Commercials, films, TV shows-she'd done it all before she even lost her last baby tooth. By twelve, she already had a collection of movies under her belt, eight industry awards proudly displayed on her bedroom shelf, and a reputation for being the kind of kid directors loved to work with: professional, prepared, and effortlessly photogenic. She had a natural beauty that balanced the timeless and the modern. Her long, chestnut-brown hair cascaded in soft, voluminous waves, catching the light in the most hypnotic way. Her piercing blue eyes held a quiet intensity-clear, captivating, framed by dark, fluttering lashes. A smooth, fair complexion, a straight nose, and a jawline that carved out an undeniable poise; she was unforgettable. But despite all the attention, Blair had her own quirks. But no one ever saw that part. That part stayed hers. The day she met Walker Scobell was colder than it should've been for May.

❝MET YOU AT THE RIGHT TIME THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE ❞ Juliet Anderson was the kind of girl everyone adored. With her infectious smile and boundless enthusiasm, she had a way of lighting up a room. Friends flocked to her not just for her warmth but also for her incredible talent on the ice. From a young age, it was clear that Juliet had a natural gift for skating. She moved with a grace and speed that made her stand out among her peers, but it was her love for hockey that truly set her apart. Growing up in Minneapolis, sports were a big part of the Anderson family life. COVER 2 DONE BY : @-dearbrookes