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youdontjustgiveup · 10 months

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August: Chapter 7

( ao3 | ff )

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Summary: Blair confronts Serena, whose confession puts their friendship to the test.

Pairing: Chuck x Blair

Word Count: 3.6k

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: None

---------------------------- In the early light of dawn, Blair slowly awoke from her slumber. The warmth of the previous night had given way to a biting morning chill that seeped through her skin, causing her to shiver involuntarily. As she stirred, a reassuring hand caressed her arm. Chuck’s. Their proximity made her shiver even more.

Blair found herself pressed tightly against his side, her head nestled on his chest, and one of her legs entwined with his. Despite their tangled embrace, the morning cold proved unrelenting. Wearing a tiny dress and having forgotten to bring anything to cover herself on their impromptu trip to the beach, she instinctively burrowed deeper into his arms, reluctant to fully embrace the morning’s awakening.

They had talked late into the night and somehow fallen asleep in the sand. What an absolute travesty. How on earth was she going to get rid of the inevitable mess in her hair? The mere thought of grains seeping into her immaculate locks was enough to make her cringe. But what had Chuck told her? Try something else, let go. And she had done just that. So she tried again.

Last night had served as a soothing balm for her tormented soul. Amidst the whirlwind of uncertainty and confusion that had engulfed her following the confrontation with Nate, Blair had desperately wanted to get out of that wretched house, yearning to forget her cheating boyfriend’s new batch of pathetic excuses and her so-called best friend’s unforgivable betrayal. What outrageous audacity laid in “Hey, Blair, I almost slept with your best friend more than once. I didn’t, though. But I wanted to. Plus, I love you.” He really didn’t. The sheer nerve of it all defied belief.

How could you possibly love someone and still hurt and lie to them over and over again without a pinch of remorse?

When Humphrey had spoken those dreaded words, Blair’s first impulse had been to silence him, to prevent the painful confirmation that her head had long known, but her stubborn heart had refused to accept. Chuck had been right; she acted like a fool because it was far easier than facing the unsettling reality before her eyes, yet she was anything but that. Denial had been her shield, a temporary respite from the harsh truths that lay before her.

Her fairytale prince had turned her carriage into a pumpkin. Nate had not only cheated on her but also broken the most sacred of trusts, and to make matters worse, he had repeatedly favored Serena over her. Her best friend had been hiding the truth for months, urging her to mend a broken relationship when she knew it was beyond repair. The whole world knew. No longer the uncontested queen, she had been relegated to the humiliating role of second place beneath the ever-beloved Serena van der Woodsen in the eyes of practically everyone. On top of it all, she was sick.

No matter how fiercely one resisted, the truth had a harsh way of imposing itself, bringing with it a plunge into the abyss of realization.

The blindfold that Blair had once carefully placed over her eyes and fought tooth and nail to keep in place had only taken a boy from Brooklyn, under the mocking and knowing gaze of Georgina Sparks, to rip it off completely.

A part of her had wished for both Nate and Serena to deny the truth, to affirm her growing conviction of insanity, and to quell her profoundly rooted fears. Yet, Serena’s transparency and Nate’s apathetic indifference had only deepened her anguish and extinguished all hope. He cared so little, loved her so fleetingly, that it all felt unworthy of even a semblance of a fight. It had become one more nail in the coffin, a coffin of her own making.

The weight of her imperfections loomed large in her mind.

Had he ever loved her? Had she? The kind of love that consumed you, altered your very existence. The kind of love that involved care, closeness, protection, attraction, affection, and trust. They had failed at almost all of them. Did they truly feel it, or had they merely been together for so long that love had become a matter of habit and familiarity? What set her feelings for Nate and Serena apart? And Chuck? She recalled the sensation of riding behind him on the motorcycle and quickly stopped her train of thought. Nothing had happened, and nothing ever would.

It was time to put her childhood dreams to rest where they rightfully belonged—in her childhood. Those were the dreams she had pursued with unwavering determination, but in the process she had sacrificed herself and lost sight of who she truly was. But she was nothing if not strong. She would adapt and reshape those dreams, conquering them in a new form.

For if there was one thing Blair Waldorf knew for certain, it was that she would always rise to the top. No matter how many times the world tried to bring her down, she would persevere.

Last night was only the beginning.

As another gust of cold air swept over them, Blair’s senses fully awakened, and she became acutely aware of their rather compromising position.

“Blair?” Chuck’s voice, initially hoarse from sleep, broke the silence.

With a swift and somewhat panicked movement, Blair disentangled herself from Chuck, a subtle flush creeping across her cheeks. What had felt intimate under the cover of darkness now seemed exposed in the harsh morning light, as if some secret had been laid bare. The momentary intimacy they had shared was abruptly shattered, and she scrambled to her feet, her heart racing.

“Um, we should probably head back to the house,” she stammered, her voice trembling slightly. “I mean, it’s getting cold out here.”

Chuck, still groggy and in the process of rousing himself, raised an eyebrow. “Hold your horses there.”

He managed to sit up, stretching his arms languidly. With a more collected air, Chuck retrieved his crumpled jacket, which had served him as a pillow. His hair, a tousled mess from their impromptu slumber, seemed to have taken on a life of its own.

“Hurry up, Chuck. Your utter lack of physical fitness is absolutely appalling.” Blair said, her patience wearing thin.

“Well, if you’d stop using me as a human blanket, maybe my limbs would function properly. But I’ll do my best to live up to your high standards, Waldorf.” Chuck’s lips curled into a lazy smile as he stood up, shaking the sand from his impeccably tailored attire. “What’s the rush?”

“Time is of the essence, and I’ve already given you more than I ever intended.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Of course she wasn’t.

Chuck handed her his jacket, gesturing with a slight nod for her to put it on. Blair gave him a puzzled look.

“Weren’t you cold?”

Indeed, she was. And so, she gracefully accepted the jacket, even though it wrapped around her like a potato sack, a testament to the substantial difference in their heights. Despite the oversized fit, it was comfortable, warm and smelled distinctly of Chuck — cedar wood, fine leather, and scotch. She snuggled into it, savoring the familiar scent.

As they made their way back to the motorcycle, Chuck stopped to check his phone. Blair, unable to keep her nose out of his business, leaned in closer. His phone screen lit up with a flurry of text messages and missed calls. Maybe it was the girl he had stood up the night before. Didn’t she realize that nothing was less attractive than desperation? The thought made her want to smile.

“Did something happen?” she asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

Chuck’s eyes scanned through the notifications, and Nate’s name kept popping up. It hadn’t even occurred to her that something might have happened at the house. If Nate and Serena were worried, they could comfort each other in their own unique way.

“Nah, it’s Nate,” Chuck replied casually. “I was supposed to meet him last night when you… well, when we had our little encounter in the hallway.”

“Right. Nate,” Blair muttered to herself, her earlier assumption proven wrong. There wasn’t a girl in the picture at all, and that made her feel a little disappointed. Why had she secretly hoped for another explanation behind Chuck’s missed rendezvous? What was wrong with her?

The notion of Chuck choosing her over someone else held a strangely comforting appeal. He had opted to spend time with her without any hidden agendas or expectations. Chuck had simply dropped everything to be by her side for the night, just because she had asked him to. That had to be a first. It was genuinely gratifying to find herself as the first choice for once.

But that someone else was Nate—his best friend.

It was incredibly unfair to put Chuck in such a difficult position, caught between her and Nate. Nate was the most important person in Chuck’s life, and Blair didn’t want to be the cause of a rift between them. However, spending the rest of the summer under the same roof as the new, happy couple, without having anyone really on her side, was a challenge she wasn’t sure they could all overcome without driving each other to the brink of madness. Perhaps she should consider leaving for everyone’s sake, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Blair refused to retreat like a coward. She hadn’t done anything wrong, and Nate and Serena should be the ones feeling ashamed and begging for her forgiveness.

As soon as Chuck had pocketed his phone, Blair quickly climbed onto the back of the bike, the lure of fresh clothes and a hot shower growing stronger with each passing moment. She wrapped her arms around Chuck as they sped away from the beach, leaving behind the sand and the stars as the only witnesses to the intimate moments and heartfelt words they had shared.

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Two days had passed since Blair’s world had turned upside down. During this time, she hadn’t seen or heard from any of her friends. However, the blame wasn’t entirely hers; none of them had sought her out, not even Chuck.

Well, that was not entirely true, as he had sent her a few texts to check on her, which should have been enough. Yet, instead of finding solace in the brief exchange of messages, Blair’s frustration had grown, leaving her increasingly restless. They were all under the same roof, for heaven’s sake. She had hoped that, at the very least, the lovebirds would have made an effort to heal the rift by now, but it seemed that she was the one who had to make the first move. How dared they.

To keep herself occupied, Blair had been flipping through fashion magazines, sunbathing on her room’s terrace, and catching up on the latest gossip. Was it true that Penelope was dating a college graduate?

The thought of leaving was starting to look more appealing than Blair had first thought. It no longer seemed like a terrible idea, especially given how isolated and lonely she felt. But where would she even go? Back to the Waldorf penthouse, where her mother's ever-watchful and judgmental eyes would constantly scrutinize her every move? At least there, Dorota would be by her side. Dorota, her most cherished and longest-serving maid, had always made her feel genuinely cared for, even if their relationship was primarily transactional. Over the years, Blair had grown to love and value her, secretly hoping that the bond they had developed wasn’t entirely one-sided. Of course, Blair would never admit this to anyone, not in a million years. Perhaps she could go to Paris with her father and Roman. A fabulous French summer visiting designer boutiques along the illustrious Champs-Élysées, strolling along the Seine River, or immersing herself in the cultural treasures of the Louvre. But Serena wouldn’t be there with her, and she couldn’t bear witnessing her father’s juvenile infatuation all alone.

Blair felt trapped in her room, which was becoming monotonous. What had she expected? That Chuck would show up every night to whisk her away on his motorcycle? For them to sleep on the beach until dawn or stroll through the grocery store like a couple, even though they were far from being one?

She could have taken the initiative and gone to see Chuck, as she had done two days before, but it had taken a considerable effort to ask for his help. There was no way she was going to look weak and vulnerable twice in a row. The ball was firmly in his court.

As for Serena, Blair’s best friend hadn’t even tried. Considering that her specialty was running away from problems and hoping they would go away, she could very well be dancing on top of every bar in Ibiza, lost in oblivion, for all Blair knew. This time, Blair had no intention of making it any easier for Serena. The clock was ticking, and she was tired of waiting. Their friendship was already teetering on a thin and tense line, and Blair was determined not to falter or waver if this indeed marked the end.

Enough was enough, and Blair was tired of hiding like a caged animal. With her head held high and dressed in a floral skirt and clover lime shirt, she was going to face her friends and whatever they had to say, or not say.

As Blair meticulously applied the final touch of lip gloss, a gentle yet insistent knock on her door caused her hand to momentarily falter. In response, she began to pace back and forth, her anticipation growing with each step, as she waited for her visitor to reveal their identity.

But no one entered. Whoever was waiting outside believed they needed her permission. The second knock echoed around the room.

“Yes?” Blair asked.

A familiar voice, Serena’s, answered, lacking her usual liveliness. “B, can we talk?”

So, her supposed best friend was not in Ibiza after all; she had stayed. However, it was hard to ignore the two days of silence as the painful sting of betrayal smoldered intensely in her chest. Perhaps those two days had been the time Serena needed to give free vent to her passion with Nate, and now she had come bearing the good news. God, what a miserable thought.

Blair paused briefly to straighten her skirt before she approached the door.

“What do you want?” Blair’s tone was stern, and she hesitated before allowing her inside, finding it easier to talk without making direct eye contact.

The fear of vanishing like a fragile feather in a gust of wind if she looked into her friend’s eyes for too long lingered in the back of her mind. She had wished for Serena to come to her, to implore for forgiveness, to offer an explanation, to reassure her that she wasn’t losing her sanity—anything to restore their bond to its former state. But now that the moment had arrived, all she wanted to do was scream.

Everything came easy to Serena, served on a silver platter with no need for hard work or sacrifice required to get what she wanted. Blair both envied and loved her deeply, and she wasn't ready to face the fact that the people she loved most had carelessly hurt her without a second thought.

“To talk to you. To explain.” Serena offered, her voice muffled by the door.

Summoning her courage, she opened the door. The confrontation was necessary, and it was now or never. However, this didn't make her feel any more prepared for what lay ahead.

"Where were you?" Blair demanded before Serena had a chance to explain, her fingers white-knuckled on the door, slamming it shut behind her friend.

“What?”

“You heard me. Why the hell didn’t you come earlier? Why wait until now?”

“I thought… I thought you didn’t want to see me.”

“You were right. I didn’t.”

“Then?”

“At the very least, you could have tried.”

“So you could yell at me and tell me how awful I am, is that it, B?”

“Yes!” Blair exclaimed, her frustration boiling over. “Haven’t you considered that I deserved that much? Because you were truly awful, Serena. You were. I had every right to yell at you, but instead, you disappeared. Again.”

“I am not your punching bag.”

“And what am I, huh? Oh, right, I’m the person you chose to humiliate, to twist into the center of every Upper East Side cheap sordid tale. I’m the one who didn’t even deserve the truth from her so-called best friend. I’m the one you chose to bear the weight of your betrayal. God forbid Saint Serena van der Woodsen should have to endure a few harsh words about her deplorable behavior, words she has rightly earned by shattering every bit of trust we had.”

“Do you think I enjoyed it?” Serena’s voice wavered, her eyes welling up with tears. “Do you think it didn’t tear me apart?”

“You made your choice. No one forced you to kiss my boyfriend,” Blair reminded her. “You can’t just expect things to go back to the way they were.”

“Just let me explain,” her friend pleaded.

But Blair wasn’t sure she wanted an explanation anymore. Perhaps their relationship was truly irreparable. How could she move on? Many bridges had been burned.

“What is there to explain?” Blair asked wearily. “Do you want to teach me how to seduce Nate? Tutor me in the only subject I have ever failed? You must be so proud of yourself.”

“No, that’s not—”

“You knew how much I loved him.”

“Really?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“We both know Nate was nothing more than a pawn in your childhood fantasy, a prop you believed you needed to fulfill your dreams and maintain the façade of the ‘perfect girl’ that everyone should admire and imitate. Stop pretending this is about love, or even Nate for that matter.”

“Right, because if there’s anyone perfect around here, it’s you," Blair shot back in a futile attempt.

Serena’s gaze didn’t waver, her words cutting through the tension. “You’re forgetting that we’ve been friends forever, Blair, and I know you inside out. We’ve been to hell and back. You try so hard to conceal who you really are. You put on this act of a strong woman who doesn't allow herself to suffer or feel, but that’s all it is, an act.”

“And yet, I’m not the one who goes around betraying my best friend.”

Anger, pain, and shame battled within Blair, contorting her features as she stood there, hesitant, caught in the crossfire of emotions she wished to keep hidden. The weight of Serena’s cutting words loomed like a guillotine, threatening to peel away the layers protecting her raw heart. Blair’s throat tightened, and her eyes flickered with unspoken tears.

“Blair…”

“Why did you do it?” Blair’s voice quivered.

“I was drunk,” Serena began, but Blair’s penetrating gaze made it impossible to hide behind excuses.

“Don’t pull the drunk card. Be honest with me. I deserve it.”

“Nate was the only guy who treated me like a human being, who saw me as my own person, not just an object on display. All that perfection you’re always blabbering about has been nothing but an enemy. I don’t want to be perfect, Blair. I don’t even believe I am. You think being in my shoes is everything you could dream of, but it comes with its own baggage. I know boys, and they never saw me as anything but a means to an end, an object they can use and discard like a tissue. They never cared about me or who I am or what I want. Not at all. They only see the infamous Serena van der Woodsen, Upper East Side elite, and I’m nothing but a touchdown on the scoreboard. But Nate has always been different; he genuinely cares. Deeply. He’s just such a good soul. He held my hair when I was sick, lent me his jacket when I was cold, and made me laugh with his stupid jokes. So, yes, it was nice to feel cared for, just for once. I got confused about my feelings, and I let it go on for too long before I realized how much it would hurt you. I ended it before it escalated because I truly care about you, Blair. I love you. You’re my best friend and I need you to trust me.”

Blair instinctively stepped back, as if to physically distance herself from the revelation. She couldn't help but question everything that had happened between Serena, Nate, and herself. For so long, she had dismissed it as nothing more than a rush of desire and intense sexual tension. Something that would pass in time. It was as if she had been blind to Serena’s true feelings all along.

“Do you still have feelings for him?” Blair had to know.

“Not anymore.”

“Oh.”

“I’m not proud of what happened between me and Nate,” Serena admitted with a heavy sigh. “I screwed up, and I wish I could take it all back. I’ve tried.”

“I don’t know if I can get over it. If I can see you the same way. If I can trust you.”

“I’m so sorry, Blair. I never meant for any of this to happen.” Serena’s voice wavered, her eyes welling up with tears.

Serena reached out for Blair’s hand, and she took it, their fingers interlocking.

Many bridges had been burned, but together, perhaps they could start constructing new ones—stronger, more resilient, and capable of withstanding any storm.

“I’m sorry, too.”

#gossip girl #gossip girl fanfiction #chuck x blair #chuck bass #blair waldorf #chair #chair fanfiction #chuck x blair fanfiction #fics #*

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bcalrights · 2 years

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✿ * · ( kennedy walsh , cisfemale , she/they ) a little birdy told me soleil marcus just moved to sunset hills . have you met them yet ? they look somewhere around twenty-two , if i had to guess ! pretty sure i heard them driving down the street playing kool girl by seasalt , they sounded a little pitchy but they had the spirit ! must be their favorite or something . hey … it looks like they just moved into midnight park . have you heard about what they do for a living ? someone told me they’re a music production major , but who knows if that’s even true . guess we’re just gonna have to wait and see . nervous ? maybe you should be . sunset speaks just posted about them … apparently they're resident id 11 ? between you and me , i think that might spark some things in the community … but what do i know ! you guys might get along just fine !

howdy howdy !! name’s ryan (they/them), and this is my little french menace, soleil. you guys are welcome to plot with me either here or on discy !! let’s boogey

s t a t i s t i c s

full name , nicknames : soleil claudia marcus , sol, so-so

age , dob , zodiac : twenty-two , october 28 , scorpio

hometown : lyon , france

gender , pronouns : cisfemale , she / they

orientation : bisexual , biromantic

height : 5′7″

relationship status : single

occupation : music production major

positive traits : bubbly , spontaneous , outgoing , kind-hearted , brave .

negative traits : naive , emotional , manipulative , talkative , impulsive .

language(s) spoken : english - fluent , french - fluent

similar characters : satine ( moulin rouge ) , carrie bradshaw ( sex & the city ) , sloane peterson ( ferris bueller’s day off ) , serena van der woodsen ( gossip girl ) , sarah cameron ( outer banks ) , audrey horne ( twin peaks )

aesthetics : being wrapped in the comforting scent of lavender, purple under eyes giving away yet another sleepless night, the hum of a bass guitar, paint stained sneakers, the sound of rollerskates on pavement, the bitterest and hottest cup of black coffee you can find, hating your mom but also missing your mom, perpetual eye rolling, ordering a strawberry milkshake at any diner no matter what

TLDR: soleil marcus moved to the states about nine years ago thanks to a nosy neighbor realizing her parents skipped town and had been ‘neglecting’ her. she lived with her stupidly rich aunt up until her move to sunset hills, ca. has a band called peachshift who she’d kill for.

a b o u t (tw: childhood neglect ig)

soleil was born to cora dupont and jean marcus in lyon, france, and is the result of two teenagers who’d apparently missed the memo on birth control. neither sets of their parents were willing to house the new family, causing them to move out into their own one bedroom apartment.

she doesn’t remember her childhood, but from what she’s heard from aunt charlotte.. it was never pretty. neither her mother or her father knew what they were doing, and that was from an outsider’s perspective. the fact she doesn’t have a clear memory of a single moment of it makes it all the more worrying. what happened to her first twelve years of existence?

it doesn’t matter, that’s what she tells herself at least. what matters is that one day, soleil had accidentally locked herself out of her apartment. when a neighbor helped her get inside, curiosity of their seemingly reclusive neighbors turned into disgust and worry— she’d been left to fend for herself for months.

if it weren’t for her aunt charlotte, soleil would surely have been pushed into the foster system. charlotte, a corporate bigwig in manhattan, managed to pull some strings and have soleil relocated to new york city to live with her.

her first official memory was at the age of thirteen. it was the taste of champagne at the met, if that’s any indication of her upbringing following the move to the united states.

she didn’t like talking about france, and not just because she couldn’t remember it. soleil was always worried that talking about it would bring back memories of her childhood. and honestly, she doesn’t want to fucking know.

throughout her teen years is where she fell in love with music. listening, playing, and eventually writing her own songs. falling in love with the rush of a concert, and what it would be like to be the one on stage, to have people sing along to the words you’d written.

and off to sunset hills she went! she majors in music production, and even has a band called peachshift (would love some bandmates for soleil please and thank you), where she plays guitar and sings. they sound similar to mitski, the regrettes, & the beths.

she’s bright, bubbly and can be a little bit spoiled sometimes, but at the end of the day soleil’s a pretty loyal friend. just.. don’t expect her to open up too much about her personal life.

#sunsetintro

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rockchickensposts · 2 years

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Gossip Girl (2007)

"Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan’s elite."

If you saw an episode or two, you gotta be familiar with this sentence. Back in the 2010’s, everyone watched the famous series. I mean, who doesn’t just love drama? Well, you have 6 seasons, all together 121 episodes (, each of them is minimum 40 mins) for that. Something’s always happening, and there’s always a blogger (aka Gossip Girl), who can inform us about the latest news, scandals, commotions, etc.

We have 5 main characters, Daniel Humphrey (according to Gossip Girl: Lonely Boy), Serena van der Woodsen (S/”It Girl”), Blair Waldorf (B/Queen B), Chuck Bass (C) and Nate Archibald (Golden Boy). They are mostly the target of Gossip Girl’s posts, who’s been following their lives since the characters got into high school. One person started it; however, everyone could send tips and blasts about everyone. So basically, it makes everyone the Gossip Girl as they all the part of the posting. Because of this, Gossip Girl has eyes in everywhere. Later on, the original maker of the website disappears, and another character starts to post as Gossip Girl 2.0, then the character passes it to another, which leads to Gossip Girl 3.0. Not so far from this, the original Gossip Girl takes back their website.

In the final season, we get a reveal on the real Gossip Girl, until that we don’t even have a clue. Gossip Girl 2.0 and 3.0 was known, but the OG Gossip Girl’s existence is a secret. Let me tell you, dear reader, it is indeed a plot twist. Too bad I knew it all along, because I watched the Netflix’s ‘Emily in Paris’, and they spoiled it… They must have been doing that on purpose, since Gossip Girl is on HBO Max… But seriously, don’t believe my word, I was just joking around. (Or was I?).

Something's always happening around the main characters, it is certainly hard to catch up on the plot, because everyone’s with everyone then no one’s with no one, one relationship starts to bloom then the other is falling apart. The good thing about old school series is that they are the original versions so it’s hard to guess the plot. It’s not a typical plotline, okay-okay, you can always guess that the 2 main relationships are gonna somehow make it to the end, even if it’s a rough road. But that’s all, all the other things are remains as Gossip Girl’s many secrets. Until I can say more,

"And who Am I? That’s one secret I’ll never tell. You know you love me. XOXO Gossip Girl"

#gossip girl #series #old school #blair waldorf #serena van der woodsen #dan humphrey #chuck bass #nate archibald

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vanyapatel · 17 days

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Good Girls Go Bad

Chapter 2: Mean Girl

It's the first day back at school for Serena van der Woodsen, and with Luciana at her side, things could go from bad to worse really fast.

Blair and her friends sat on the steps of Constance Billiard, listening in on Serena and Luciana's conversation.

"So yesterday, on the way to see you, I ran into this really cute boy." Luciana says.

Serena perks up. "Really? Tell. Me. Everything!!"

"Okay okay. So, he had these gorgeous blue eyes, it was like staring into the stars...and he was so sweet too. And funny."

Blair got up and went over to them. "And just what was this boy's name?" She asks.

"Blair, hey!" Serena says, hugging her. Blair turned back to Luciana.

"The boy?" She practically demanded.

"Uh...I think he said his name was...was like...Nathan or- or something."

Nate Archibald, one of the hottest St. Jude's boys and Blair's boyfriend.

"Nate?" Blair smiled.

"Yeah! Nate, that was it!"

At the end of the day, as Luciana shoved her books into her locker, Blair came up to her. "Hey, Luce, was it?"

"Yeah...what is it? You're here to berate me because I hung out with your best friend when she should've been hanging out with you?" Luciana said. "Serena can have more than one best friend, you know."

"That's not what I wanted to talk about." Blair interrupted. "I wanted to talk about Nate."

"Nate? What's he gotta do with anything?" Luciana asks.

"Nate is my boyfriend. So stay away from him. I'll be watching you, and so will Gossip Girl." Blair walked off.

Trouble is just beginning to stir between L and B, but C has yet to enter the picture. What will happen when N leaks that he has a crush on another girl? Will C tell B? Or will he actually keep this secret to himself? Only time can tell...

XOXO

Gossip Girl.

#gossip girl #blair waldorf #chuck bass #nate archibald #serena van der woodsen

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WBW + Romeo

world building wednesday

send me the name of a character, and i’ll reply with:

B A S I C S

full name: Romeo Alexander Cabot

gender: cis-male

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: He/Him

O T H E R S

family: Alexander Cabot (father), Beatrice Smith (birth mother), Lily Van Der Woodsen (former step-mother), Eric & Serena Van Der Woodsen (former step-siblings)

birthplace: New York City

job: Rich Boy, Actor

phobias: insects, onions, mushrooms & latex (he’s allergic to the last three.)

guilty pleasures: sex, chocolate covered strawberries, bad horror movies, romance novels

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: Chaotic Neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert:

organized/disorganized:

close minded/open-minded:

calm/anxious:

disagreeable/agreeable:

cautious/reckless:

patient/impatient:

outspoken/reserved:

leader/follower:

empathetic/unemphatic:

optimistic/pessimistic:

traditional/modern:

hard-working/lazy:

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: N/A

ot3: N/A

brotp: Romeo & Nate

notp: Romeo/Serena, Romeo/Ivy Dickens

#oc: romeo cabot #I should cast his parents but head empty

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manyfandomocs · 4 months

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WBW + Benito?

Yes yes (I will spoil a little of his story here regarding his family so skip over that if you don't wanna know)

B A S I C S

full name: Benito Diego van der Woodsen

gender: Cisgender Male

sexuality: Bisexual

pronouns: He/Him

O T H E R S

family: Keith van der Woodsen (adoptive father), Esmerelda van der Woodsen (adoptive mother), Lily van der Woodsen (biological mother, thought to be his aunt), William van der Woodsen (adoptive uncle), Serena van der Woodsen (half-sibling, thought to be cousin), Eric van der Woodsen (half-sibling, thought to be cousin)

birthplace: Los Angeles, California

job: Commercial Actor, Student, TBD on future

phobias: Bugs

guilty pleasures: Romance movies

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: chaotic neutral

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert

organized/disorganized

close minded/open-minded (he gets better)

calm/anxious

disagreeable/agreeable

cautious/reckless

patient/impatient

outspoken/reserved

leader/follower

empathetic/unemphatic (gets better)

optimistic/pessimistic

traditional/modern

hard-working/lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Benito/Blair

ot3: Benito/Blair/Chuck

brotp: Benito/Eric

notp: Benito/Serena

Send WBW and an oc for…

#answered #randomestfandom #benito van der woodsen #world building wednesday

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thanksgiving has always been a drama filled holiday. every year there was always something, && this year, it was no different. dan felt like the whole day he was walking on eggshells. and he did the best he could to calm everyone, making sure everyone was C O M F O R T A B L E . ❛ alright–– who wants pie ?? ❜ he asked, walking in on everyone that was now arguing.

🎶 '𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 🎶

eric tried to pretend to take a few bites from his food. but of course, the drama seemed to escalate, different conversations && arguments. the young van der woodsen felt like all his family && friends cared more about was being right. ❛ seriously serena, you couldn't have nate so you go for his cousin ?? ❜ he heard blair say.

🎶 𝐌𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐲? 𝐌𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥? 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 🎶

as more people were arguing, some getting up, hovering over the table to say their two cents about something, eric felt himself ready to explode. so eric finally spoke up. he was done holding all of it in. ❛ do you all just enjoy drama so much that we can't have one normal thanksgiving ?? every year there is just something you all want to bring up to argue. honestly, take my rsvp for next year, i'm declining to attend, i'm done. another year to be T H A N K F U L , please.... ❜ he said before finally getting up and leaving the room.

#you can follow eric or stay with dan if you want to reply 🥺#‧₊˚ 💔 ⋅𓂃 ࣪ 𝐛𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐫𝐭𝐬. ′ starters #indie gg rp #indie gossip girl rp #gossip girl indie rp #‧₊˚ 💔 ⋅𓂃 ࣪ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. ′ eric van der woodsen #‧₊˚ 💔 ⋅𓂃 ࣪ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. ′ daniel humphrey

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WBW Evie

B A S I C S

full name: Evelyn Tiffany Van Der Woodsen

gender: female

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Eric Van Der Woodsen (twin brother), Serena Van Der Woodsen (older sister), Lily Van Der Woodsen (mother), William Van Der Woodsen (father), Bart Bass (stephfather), Chuck Bass (step brother), Celia Rhodes (grandmother)

birthplace: New York City

job: socialite

phobias: abandonment

guilty pleasures: champagne, macarons, starbucks frappucinos

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: chaotic good

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert

organized/disorganized

close minded/open-minded

calm/anxious

disagreeable/agreeable

cautious/reckless

patient/impatient

outspoken/reserved

leader/follower

empathetic/unemphatic

optimistic/pessimistic

traditional/modern

hard-working/lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Evie x Theo

ot3: Evie x Jenny

brotp: Evie & Eric, Evie & the NJBC

notp: Evie x Chuck

Send me “World Building Wednesday” and an OC and I’ll tell you

#ask #answered #cecexwrites #evie van der woodsen #about evie #game: world building wednesday

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♛ Spotted on the Upper East Side…

Name: Serena van der Woodsen Pronouns: She/Her Age: 19 years old Hometown: Upper East Side, NY Occupation: Sophomore at Brown University Social Status: Insider Faceclaim: Ester Exposito

Who Is Serena?

“I’m trying to change.”

There’s my favourite little Upper East Sider. Did you really think you’d seen the last of me, Serena? Did you really think you’d gotten away with something? Tut tut. I think I, like almost everyone, have a soft spot for you though. You’re a master of making mistakes but unlike most, you’re genuinely sorry about them. Maybe it’s the big, puppy dog eyes or the way you really do try but you’re very forgivable. Well, eventually (at least when it came to Blair). Try as you might, you’re no stranger to temptation. When things aren’t going your way, you often feel that old, destructive itch. You don’t want to lash out and you don’t want to fall into your old ways but it’s a choice you have to keep making. Being a good person is exhausting, no? That aside, you’re still our sunshine barbie. Always fun, friendly and looking for the bright side. I know this isn’t the perfect summer you had in mind but I promise, this’ll be fun. XOXO ---Gossip Girl

A Little Extra

Serena Celia van der Woodsen. The daughter of William and Lily van der Woodsen, sister to Eric, It Girl to NYC. Like most Upper East Siders, Serena’s home life was smoke and mirrors. A mother more focused on whatever man was in her life and a father that cared more about his career than his children, life was turbulent for the eldest van der Woodsen. Her relationship with her parents is hostile to say the least. Having absent parents did have its benefits to her when she was growing up. Ever since Serena was old enough to sneak champagne, she made life one big party. She partied like it was her last day on earth. She indulged way too much, drinking and drugs, other people’s significant others. She lied, she stole, she cheated. Storm Serena swept up everything and left nothing but wreckage behind her. As far as society went, Serena van Der Wooden was the Golden Goose. Dubbed the ‘It Girl’ it’s always been a label that’s been pinned to her whether she liked it or not. Oozing with charisma and a smile that could both start and stop wars, she held the world in her hands and it was up to her if she nurtured it or clenched her fist on it to watch it crumble. It wasn’t unusual for Serena to hold the world a little too tightly at times, it usually coming back to bite her on the ass but lessons remained unlearned.

Serena isn’t proud of the person she used to be, and would be the first to admit that she needed to change. The harsh wake up call she needed was the Shepard Wedding. She’d fallen to many indulgences previously, but falling to the indulgence of Nate Archibald aka her best friends boyfriend at the time, was a new low for her. Like a real Alexander McQueen bumster low-rise jeans low. Nate was a drug worse than any other she’s every tried. After that night, she ran away from her problems to get her head straight and swore to herself that she was making changes in her life. She was going to be an It Girl NYC could be proud of. Since her return, she worked hard to right her wrongs and had even made a go of it with Nate. Three months into their official try at a relationship and he bailed. Bailed on her with no warning. Of all the people that had hurt Serena in her life, this one hurt the most. She figured that this is her karma for what she had done to Blair years ago and she’s trying to take it on the chin, but by god does it sting. No matter how Serena feels internally, she always puts on a brave face and tried to be happy. She gives the time of day to whoever she’s speaking to and makes a point to actually listen and learn about the person. Despite being burned before by people and GG, Serena is still surprisingly trusting of people, albeit naive at times. For a smart girl, her judgement can be clouded by trying to see the best in people but she forgets that not everyone is trying to change for the better.

What Does Gossip Girl Have On Them?

The original Gossip Girl takedown came to an end with a party. Blair was roped into it. She had to throw something so irresistibly juicy that GG would have no choice but to show up to get the deets first hand. What was more ‘WTF’ than Blair Waldorf throwing a birthday party for Dan Humphrey? Serena was there of course, to support B and for the chance to get rid of GG once and for all. The return of GG was brought both headache and heartache. As soon as Serena’s eyes had landed on the post to mark the return, her stomach dropped. History was repeating itself, hopefully not in more ways than one.

Connections

Eric van der Woodsen - the younger sibling. No one knows what it’s like to have a mother like theirs expect for each other. Serena and Eric have always been a team especially when dealing with Lily. Serena knows that she’s been selfish when it comes to being there for Eric but she’s trying. Eric’s happiness is all that matters to her.

Blair Waldorf - the best friend. Blair and Serena are a part of each other, you know? They’re a forever thing. Serena loves Blair so much her heart could burst and she hates so much that she ever hurt her. Will always look out for and stand up for B.

Chuck Bass - Chuck’s been one of Serena’s nearest and dearest since the crib like Blair and Nate. They’re each other’s found family. Then after Lily van der Woodsen and Bart Bass got rashly married (ugh), they’re even more family. Recently though, Bart Bass died in a tragic accident. Lily was suddenly a widow and Chuck was suddenly a CEO. It’s been a hell of time.

Nate Archibald - besties from the crib like Blair and Chuck. When they were younger, Serena never really thought too hard about her feelings for Nate. Nate-and-Blair were together and they all loved each other. They were each other’s world. And then things got really messy. She said she didn’t come back to the UES for Nate but a part of her did, maybe. They ended up sneaking around again before the GG takedown, breaking things off when Nate’s dad was arrested. When the smoke finally cleared, they tried again. It’s been good now for almost three months and they even got Blair’s begrudged ‘blessing’. Everything was going good until suddenly, Nate was gone.

Georgina Sparks - Gigi is Serena’s worst best friend. They were inseparable when she was ‘the old Serena’. They would party for weeks on end together, ruin other people’s lives and just be horribly selfish. Georgina loved Serena no matter what though. The worst Serena had ever been was a Serena that Georgina still adored. Things between them have always been complicated and messy. Now, G’s trying to be good too which is good. Serena’s willing to see her try.

Dan Humphrey - Dan came into Serena’s life unexpectedly like a breath of fresh air. Serena had already met Vanessa and Nate seemed to be trying to befriend Dan as well. Their lives were suddenly pulled into each other’s. She thinks he’s a good person and friend. Funny and interesting if more than a little sarcastic. Yeah.

Vanessa Abrams - they met at a party that Vanessa didn’t want to be at. Serena thinks maybe Vanessa hadn’t wanted to like her but S is glad they changed their mind. Thinks they’re very cool, very talented and very pretty.

#*#c: serena van der woodsen #insider #ues #van der woodsen #eric #blair #chuck #nate #georgina #dan #vanessa #t

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