#lucygin

flowershop AU & confession lucygin for @bsd-rarepair-exchange <33

Dear Ozaki-san, - Dear Higuchi, - Dear Lucy-chan, - Dear Naomi-kun,

for @femslashbigbang's april 2026 monthly challenge: letters never sent

gin & their sapphic crushes, through letters.

Anne’s Room is a safe space. This has been true for Lucy ever since she was little. Her earliest memory is not of her parents or a caring family, but of Anne collecting her into her arms as sobs wracked her body and wiping her tears away. She remembers a feeling of comfort settling over her shoulders—for the first time in her life, she knew, without a doubt, that she was safe. As long as she was with Anne, no one would be able to hurt her.

on lucy, gin, and safe spaces

inspired by anne's and gilbert's letters from anne with an e which i still have memorized for some reason but make it lucygin

Dear Gin,

I love you. Sorry for not telling you sooner.

Lucy

p.s. may i have my pen back?

Dear Lucy,

I apologize if this letter is upsetting but I cannot let you leave without telling you. I’ve kept this to myself for too long and I used to think that was for the better but I’m not so sure anymore. I may not believe in love at first sight but I did know something back then too: I knew you were going to be important. I want you and only you. I’m sorry.

With Love,

Gin

“Really?” Lucy asks, but relief breaks over her face like a wave. “I’m glad. I’ll see you around, then?” That’s even worse, but they can’t bring themself to turn her down quite as harshly. “Okay,” Gin signs, and tells themself that it’s just because they don’t think she’ll understand anything more complicated. Lucy grins, sharp and wide and bright, and nods to them before disappearing back around the campus hallways in a flurry of tulle and patchwork skirts.

(There's a new transfer student in Gin's class. They don't feel strongly about this at all.)

-- 5.2k college au lucygin!!

They approach the stall and the stall owner turns around, a customary smile on her face, and Gin—

“Hi! Three people?” she asks. Her hair is a bold red tied back into two braids that run down her back. She has striking teal eyes that glow even in the dim light, a splattering of freckles across her face, and glinting braces that reveal itself when she smiles.

Oh no. She’s so pretty.

or, gin meets a pretty stall owner at a festival and has to impress her

🎏 [G] 1.5k || lucygin