#Blair e serena

[gosssip-girl]

E - BLAST # 96

Si il y a une chose que j’ai apprise, c’est qu’il n’y pas de rumeur sans secret. On peut avoir le courage de révéler le sien mais au risque que quelqu’un l’utilise. Le secret d’un autre peut nous affecter autrement que l’on aurait cru. Il y en a certains qu’on est particulièrement heureux de ne pas voir révéler, d’autres qui ne refont surface que pour être enfouis, à nouveau, encore plus profondément, mais les secret, les plus terribles sont ceux qu’on pensait devoir taire à jamais et qui, une fois dévoilé changent tout. Console toi B, les plus brillantes sont les plus éphémères, enfin iil paraît. En attendant que l’une d’entre elles s’éteigne.

Bisous bisous !

~ @gosssip-girl ~

[nateserenas]

literally to present the world with a better version of you which could mean facing your future and and forgetting past mistakes or finally settling on a brand new path while they both stare at ticket stubs from a film they saw together (literally they both kept the tickets...) and then they promptly throw away the ticket stubs as though they've just been burnt because they catch themselves doing something terrible - thinking about each other. (literally they both kept the tickets but then absolutely did not think about why they'd kept the tickets, because as if they've reached a point where they'll allow themselves to realise that maybe it's possible for them to enjoy each other's company yet. and then them throwing away the tickets is them being like nope refusing to think about why I kept this it never happened i definitely did not willingly engage in recreational activity with dan humphrey/blair waldorf and then i definitely definitely definitely did not keep the evidence it just didn't happen none of it happened i will not think about it ticket gone means no more thoughts on the matter okay case closed moving on time to go visit serena...)

[himimizinhasstuff]

[ggblasts]

Spotted: The first round of arrivals for Blair and Chuck's Thanskgiving event! Mary looking hot as fuck in black. Waverly trying to look like a disco queen in her get up and yes, it is working. Hal looking like a million bucks in his get up and I wonder if Chuck helped him with his outfit, considering that is a very Chuck like outfit. Elise looking different in jeans, but at least she looks good. Sabrina looking beautiful in her dress. Evelyn looking like a hot business woman. Serena reminding us that she's still the It Girl in her beautiful gown. Ivy looking preppy chic in her outfit. Ryker looking good in his simple outfit. Blair looking amazing in a gown that she designed. Kai showing us all just how much college can change someone and looking pretty good. Sage looking like another It Girl in her preppy chick outfit. Keep the looks coming! XOXO, Gossip GIrl

@marryy-bowderxoxo @waverlyxbroder @halxwilliams @elisevdw @sabrinaxrw @evelynxsimmsx @xoxoserenavanderwoodsen @xoxoivygarcia @rykermaddoxxo @theblairw @kaijordansxo @sageedwardsxo

[raeflora]

525,000 (moments so dear)

[1 year in the life of Blair, Chuck and Henry ♡ rated e]

chapter 1- January (a month to refresh and restart)

The pale morning light filters through the curtains, hitting the bed at just the right angle to make Blair groan and pull the duvet higher around herself. Maybe if she doesn't open her eyes then her head won't ache, and she can stay in this blissful cocoon of warmth and pretend it's not the morning. That the only place she and Chuck have to be is in this bed with each other.

Chuck stirs next to her, his hand running over her bare waist under the duvet, seeking her hand that still clutches at the duvet. He effortlessly links his fingers with hers and pulls her back onto his chest, their bodies fitting together by instinct. Blair sighs softly as he runs his palm up and down her arm, her own fingers tracing patterns on his bare chest, burying her face between the pillow and his shoulder.

"Good morning" she mumbles into his skin, pressing a kiss to his neck.

"Good morning" Chuck returns, tilting his head to try and kiss her cheek.

Blair nuzzles against him, "we don't have to move, right?"

"Not unless you don't want breakfast"

"Give me five minutes" is her groaned reply.

They stay in a comfortable silence, Chuck's hand resuming it's familiar path across her arm and down her back. The warmth spreading over her skin is far more agreeable than the sunlight still fighting to get under the duvet. But then, the duvet is being flung back, the cool air mixing with the warmth of the sun, and Blair's face lands on Chuck's pillow.

"Hey!" she huffs, anger fading at the sight of her husband's casually naked body, "I said five minutes"

Chuck smirks at her, pulling his robe on slowly, almost provocative in his movements, "you said it five minutes ago"

"So you're starting 2017 by improving your timekeeping?"

"Actually," he leans down to give her a real good morning kiss, "I started 2017 by hearing you scream my name, which was far more pleasurable"

"So why your sudden interest in breakfast?" she challenges still, turning as Chuck walks around their bed to her side, "And don't say you're hungry, Bass. I know it's not Dorota's croissants you want right now" she finishes, eyes flickering down his robe clad form and back up to hold his gaze, lips curling mischievously.

"While that may be true, there's someone upstairs who's probably craving Dorota's breakfast spread right now"

"Henry's not due up until 7:30 and right now it's only-" Blair turns to face the clock, eyes widening, "7:30. Chuck! You let me sleep this long?" she darts up and into Chuck's arms, already holding her robe open.

"You were very, very tired" he husks in her ear, "besides you woke up first, Waldorf"

Blair pretends to roll her eyes at him, tying her robe and trying to find her underwear. She gives up after a moment and settles on finding any kind of clothing, heading to her closet. Chuck catches her waist, spinning her back around and pulling her into him.

"Of course," he muses against her temple, "we could always let him sleep in. It is a holiday"

Blair sighs, tipping her head back so her lips ghost across his, "but what would we do?"

"Mmm there is something I didn't get to do earlier"

"Oh?"

Blair only has a second to laugh before Chuck takes her hand and sits her down on their chaise lounge, her robe already opening as he dips his head between her thighs. The year is already off to a wonderful start, she thinks, and, if she doesn't push away the other thought that scratches at her mind, it will just keep improving.

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The air is crisp as Blair lifts Henry out of the limo, adjusting his scarf and holding him on her hip as Chuck shuts the door. His mitten clad hands hold his new favourite stuffed dinosaur, his second and third favourites safely in Blair's handbag. Although he's only had them for two weeks he refuses to go out without at least one.

"Can I play dinosaurs with Aunt Serena?" he asks, resting his head on her shoulder.

"After you eat"

Henry pouts, "what if- what if she wants to play first?"

Chuck takes over, tickling his side, "I think she'll let you eat first"

Henry sighs, very seriously for an almost two-and-a-half-year-old, and hugs his arms tighter around Blair. She kisses his head, readjusting him in her arms as they reach the door.

"Hello Vanya" Henry chirps, waving his dinosaur in greeting.

"Hello Mr Henry" Vanya replies, "are you excited for first family brunch of the year?"

Henry nods, "I'm gonna play dinosaurs after"

Vanya laughs and holds the door open, "I'm sure you'll have fun"

"Thank you, Vanya" Chuck nods as the enter the lobby, warmth enveloping around them.

"Of course, Mr Chuck"

Henry waves again, Vanya waving back before going outside. The three of them approach the elevator, Chuck absentmindedly putting his hand on Blair's back as they walk through the open doors. By the time they reach the top Henry is impatient, squirming to be set down so he can run in. Blair doesn't though, instead she carries him in to the sight of Lily eagerly waiting.

"There's my beautiful grandson" she coos, lifting him from Blair's arms and squeezing her hand in greeting, "look at you, you're getting bigger everyday!"

"I grow" Henry declares proudly, as Chuck carefully helps to pull his mittens and matching scarf off, "that's what daddy said"

"And he's very right, hello darling" Lily kisses Chuck's cheek.

Before Blair can properly greet Lily she's swept into a Serena hug, a flash of blonde hair and a slightly awkward Dan Humphrey by the couch being her only warning. She laughs, hugging her back and sneaking a glance at Serena's still bare ring finger. Maybe that's why Dan can't quite meet her gaze.

They all make their way to the heaving table, coats and scarves taken care of. Henry happily sits between his parents, more excited about the promise of playtime with Serena than the food in front of him. Still he eats the croissants and fruit salad and yoghurt and buttery toast strips, eyebrows creasing at Blair wiping his stained mouth and fingers. She lifts him into her lap, brushing a hand over his hair.

"Good boy" she praises while Dan explains the plot of his latest novel, "do you want to play with Aunt Serena now?"

Henry grins up at her, "yeah"

"Alright then" she lifts him into the air like Chuck does, swinging him round so his little feet hit the floor, "your dinosaur kingdom awaits"

Serena doesn't need any encouragement, immediately launching into a questionably accurate impression of a t-rex as she joins him on the floor. Henry's overjoyed, and, once Blair's satisfied that he's not going to hurt himself, turns her attention to Dan.

"I thought," she hisses, not missing the way Dan's eyes widen and Chuck smirks, "you were proposing to her. What happened Humphrey?"

"Ok so- stop looking at me like that, Chuck, come on. So I am proposing to her, I just thought, you know, uh, New Year's proposals are kinda overdone and-"

"I don't care" Blair whispers exasperatedly, "I'm not having another two hour long conversation with her about if I think you're going to do it or not-"

"Just pick somewhere and get on one knee" Chuck continues smoothly, "she wants to marry you, so stop stalling"

"I'm not stalling, I-"

"You are" they chorus.

"I just want to do it right" Dan finishes.

"Humphrey, there's never going to be the perfect time" Chuck continues, hand finding Blair's beneath the table, "there won't be any time if you don't do it soon"

Dan holds his hands up, "alright point taken"

"Hey sorry to interrupt, B" Serena says, covertly coming up to Blair, "but I think Henry needs the bathroom and I wasn't sure how far you were with-"

"It's ok, S, I'll take him"

She gives Dan one last pointed glare before taking Henry's hand in hers and walking him down the hallway. Thankfully they're quick, Henry only becoming momentarily distracted by the jasmine scented soap and trying to cover both his arms in it through his knitted sweater. Blair stops him, but appreciates his enthusiasm about hygiene.

Family brunch wraps up not long after, all of Henry's dinosaurs in his hands as he sleepily curls up in Chuck's lap. It's a funny sort of feeling that settles in Blair's stomach as she looks at her boys, one that makes her ache with how much she loves them. It's time, she thinks to herself. She knows what she wants now, and she's going to get it.

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Snow falls softly outside the limo's moving windows, catching the glow of the streetlights. Blair sighs, resting her head on Chuck's shoulder. Soon they'll be busy again, their son and their empires needing their attention. But now, now they can just be Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck, and all they need is to be with each other.

She trails her fingers down his arm, resting her hand on top of his. Without a word he intertwines their fingers and Blair takes a breath.

"Chuck" she starts, lifting her head up to look at him.

"Blair" he responds, resting his forehead against hers.

Her words rush out, unable to wait another minute, "I want us to have another baby"

He smiles, truly, just for her, "are you sure?"

"There's nothing I want more right now"

"Right now?" he teases.

She cups his jaw, "right now"

She kisses him soundly, her hands in his hair and his on her waist. With ease he pulls her onto his lap and Blair moans into him, her fingers running down his chest. She starts pulling at his tie, and he returns the favour by pushing her skirt over her hips. They break apart for a moment, Chuck's lips finding her neck as his hands find her underwear. Blair gasps as he tugs them down her stocking clad thighs, helping to kick them onto the floor, and runs her palm over the growing bulge in her husband's pants.

Chuck growls as she pulls the zipper down, her fingers pulling his boxers down too. She wraps her hand around him, grinning at the way he grunts into her neck. Carefully she moves her hips forwards, stuttering slightly as he strokes his fingers down her folds, and steadily lowers onto him. It's familiar, but different, her hands clinging to his jacket, her hips rocking down until she moans, the feeling of him deep inside her catching her off guard. Then, it's instinct, and desire, and pleasure, their bodies moving perfectly, his hips thrusting up as hers grind down. Blair moans, burying her face into his neck, kissing where his pulse thrums.

Her fingers run through his hair as her body arches back. Chuck's hands hold her waist, his eyes shining with awe as she glances down at him. She bends down to kiss him, biting his lip as he grinds his hips up into her. Her body jerks, hands clutching at him, and her breathing grows heavy against his lips.

Blair clenches around him, fluttering once, twice, unable to contain the purr that works its way out of her throat as Chuck strokes her clit. Her orgasm bursts through her, his name coming from her lips in a haze of ecstasy, her body curling onto him. She gasps, smile blooming on her lips at Chuck's own release. His hands guide her off of him and back onto the now cool leather. She sighs happily, Chuck running his hand through his hair on his own pleasure tinged sigh.

Although conceiving their second child in a limo might not have been her original plan, she couldn't think of a more appropriate way to start trying. The year is definitely off to the best possible start, and she can't wait for it to continue.

[sakurajjam]

MASTERLIST DE NOMES FEMININOS!

Após o cut você vai encontrar 130 opções de nomes femininos, todos foram tirados de textos que já li e alguns de imagens do pinterest, infelizmente, não encontrei créditos em nenhuma delas. As opções não seguem qualquer tipo de aesthetic ou localidade, apenas são nomes que achei bonitos e interessantes, e espero ajudar alguém! 

Adelaide

Adira

Alexis

Amaya

Anastasia

Anika

Annalice

Apoline

Ariel

Astoria

Aubrey

Audrey

Aurora

Avalon

Avery

Bellamy

Bethany

Beverly

Blair

Bonnie

Brianne

Bridget

Brooke

Camryn

Carmella

Cassidy

Chloe

Citrine

Clara

Clarissa

Clementine

Coralina

Cristal

Damarina

Daphne

Dawn

Desiree

Donna

Dorothy

Eden

Eleanor

Elodie

Eloise

Emalyn

Emery

Emily

Emmeline

Enola

Enora

Esme

Evelyn

Faith

Felicity

Feyre

Fleur

Flora

Genevieve

Ginger

Glenda

Gracie

Gretta

Haifa

Halina

Harper

Hillary

Holly

Hope

Ivana

Ivy

Josephine

Journey

Juniper

Lauren

Layla

Leonor

Leonora

Lexie

Liana

Lindsey

Liya

Loretta

Luna

Madison

Maela

Magdalena

Margot

Maya

Merida

Morana

Morgana

Nadine

Nairobi

Nicole

Nicolette

Nika

Nikita

Noelle

Nora

Normani

Nyla

Odette

Ophelia

Primrose

Quintessa 

Rosemary

Runa

Sabine

Sadie

Safira

Saoirse

Savannah

Scarlet

Serena

Shelby

Sienna

Skylar

Sloane

Sunday

Sydney

Tamaya

Valentina

Vayna

Verena

Viviane

Willow

Yvonne

Zaria

Zipora

Zoella

Zoya

[sunshyni]

Se o Haechan fosse um personagem de Gossip Girl, ele com ctz seria a Blair, véi. Icônico e cobrinha igual ela 🙏

Parece aquela cena q a Serena diz pra Blair “Ah me fala uma coisa legal, diz q o meu cabelo tá bonito” e a Blair: “Mas ele tá horrível. Você tomou banho?”, eu me racho KKKKKKKKK

[poppypickle]

Half-Finished Fic Fest

So, like most fic writers, I've amassed a bunch of half-written fic drafts over the years. I didn't post them at the time for various reasons -- because they were unfinished or because I thought they tread too familiar territory or because I just didn't feel like it.

But I've decided to post them in all their half-finished glory because what the hell, why not?

I wrote this Dan/Blair ficlet way back in...2012, maybe? Originally I wanted to have five snippets featuring Henry at various ages to show how the relationship between Dan, Blair, and Henry evolved over the years. It was going to be very sweet! But I only finished this first section, which features a seven-year-old Henry. If you're still carrying a torch for Dair, enjoy!

If I could be anywhere, I'd still be here instead 578 words

“Uncle Dan, I need your help.”

Henry Bass marches into the Humphrey-Van der Woodsen loft, a notebook in his arms. Blair’s heels click clack against the wood floor as she follows, her purposeful gait exactly matching her son’s.

Dan laughs, setting his coffee down on the counter before turning to brew another cup for Blair.

“What can I do for you, kiddo?”

Henry climbs up onto a kitchen counter stool. “I have to do a career report.” He pulls a pencil out from his notebook’s spiral ring and flips the notebook open to a blank page.

“Henry’s teacher has asked the children to interview someone about what they do for a living,” Blair clarifies, setting her purse down on the kitchen counter. “I told him that Uncle Nate was a better choice, but for some reason he’s chosen you, Humphrey.”

Dan pours the coffee into a mug and wordlessly hands it to Blair along with the sugar bowl. “And you didn’t want to ask your parents or Aunt Serena?”

“It can’t be our parents and my mom says ‘influencer’ isn’t a real job,” Henry shrugs.

“Henry! That was a private conversation.” Blair turns to look around the apartment. “Where is Serena anyway?”

“Budapest?” Dan stops to think. “No wait, maybe Bruges?”

Blair rolls her eyes and pulls out her phone. “It’s Budapest,” she confirms, turning the phone to show Dan his wife’s latest Instagram post.

“I picked you because I wanted to, Uncle Dan,” Henry interrupts, his pencil still poised above the paper. “Because I like writing stories too.”

Dan stops and smiles. “That’s amazing. I would love to read one of your stories one day, Henry.”

“Maybe. If you agree to let me interview you for my report,” Henry says, jutting his little hand out expectantly.

Dan laughs. “It’s a deal,” he says, shaking Henry’s hand. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re just like your mom?” Blair rolls her eyes, but hides her smile behind the coffee mug.

“Only everyone,” Henry scoffs. “Okay, enough chit chat. First question: When did you know you wanted to be a writer?”

“When I was eight years old I entered a story contest at the library and won. Then I just kept writing and writing.”

Henry scribbles the answer down, his tongue poking out from between his lips as he concentrates. “Okay, how many books have you written and what was your first book about?”

“Four books, and….” Dan hesitates, then looks at Blair with a question in his eyes.

“His first book was about me,” Blair says matter-of-factly. “I was an early muse,” she continues, leaning over her son’s notebook to watch him carefully write the answer down. “M-u-s-e.”

Henry quirks an eyebrow up. “Really?”

Dan meets Blair’s eyes over Henry’s head. “It was a really long time ago. Before you were even born.”

Henry looks between the two of them for a moment, then shrugs. “Yeah, you guys ARE really old.”

Blair sputters out a cross between a scoff and a gasp, while Dan just laughs heartily.

“Can we get back to my report now?” Henry sighs after a moment. “I have a few more questions.”

“How many?”

“20.”

Dan’s eyebrows shoot up into his hairline.

“I suppose you had better make waffles, Humphrey.” Blair says, setting herself down daintily on the counter stool next to Henry. “Sounds like we’re going to be here awhile.”

Dan smiles and pulls a bowl out from a cabinet. “Blueberry or chocolate chip?”

[vanderwoodlings]

I really am fucking obsessed with 2.07 tho. Like

S: When it's just the three of us, it's fine, but anytime she gets a new guy, she stepfords out and lets him make all the decisions.

E: I don't think that's what's happening.

S: Remember when we had to move to Chamonix because German Klaus wanted to ski all year round?

E: That wasn't so bad.

S: But what about Paolo—the raw food diet? Family colonics? Or Sameer? I know I enjoyed our—

E: I see what you mean.

See that. That would’ve been enough—Serena didn’t spend her entire childhood in the Upper East Side. That tiny fragment alone is fascinating! But the overall point that Lily repeatedly changes herself for men and that affects her parenting style, meaning that Serena and Eric’s home life was even more unstable than previously thought? That’s something to chew on. But wait—there’s more:

B: Oh, your mother. Remember how she always used to just jet off to Mustique or Ibiza without warning while you and Eric were still in school?

S: Eleanor always knew when we showed up with our overnight bags. Lily had a new boyfriend. We tried alternating between you and the archibalds so you guys never knew how bad it really was.

B: We knew.

Like, this is in-text neglect. This is “Lily was in no way ready or able to be a parent” level stuff. (And then you think about the Scott of it all and you have to wonder if Serena was in any way planned or if Lily just couldn’t do that again. You have to wonder.)

And there’s the idea of Blair and Nate and the first time that they ever really added how much time Eric and Serena had been spending at their houses, and the idea of these tiny kids doing their best to make it okay as much as possible, and Serena is trying really hard to parent Eric and make it seem as okay as possible, but Eric is entirely aware even if he can’t say anything because that would make Serena’s life hard, and so everyone’s lying to everyone else and they’re all trying very hard not to talk about how not okay it is.

Someone write the fic.

Still, we continue:

S: I remember this one time, um, when I was eleven. Eric and I wanted a white christmas. Luckily, mom's husband was a raging cokehead, so he left blow everywhere.

L: Oh my god.

E: It wasn't everywhere—just on the smooth, shiny surfaces.

S: Was that, um, German Klaus with a "k," or was it Danish Claus with a "c"? I can't ever remember which ones she actually married or which she just decided were more important than her children.

Like, wow. And you wonder why your kids have issues.

(And I focus a lot on how Lily is bringing unsafe people into her kids’ lives, but she’s also bringing them into her life. Just makes me wanna grab the gossip girl writers by the lapels and shake them until all the explorations of trauma fall out.)

L: Eric, my darling, you are always honest with me. It isn't true, is it?

E: I know Serena’s timing sucked, but she did pretty much raise me all those years. You just weren't here, you know?

L: I wasn't that bad.

E: Our ringtone for you was "Since U Been Gone.” Vanya the doorman used to sign our permission slips from school.

When I put that last bit into i won’t cross these streets, I got several comments re: ow. Because it is, in fact, painful.

But it’s also canon, and it’s one of the multitude of anecdotes that Eric and Serena give us about the pre-series era in this episode—like, the “Since U Been Gone” thing? That’s a whole dark joke coping mechanism shared between them, which means that Eric and Serena chose it together. Maybe it was as simple as Eric getting his first phone and being excited to give reverting custom ringtones, or maybe one of them straight up had a breakdown and the joke was part of a way to calm down. It’s not just saying Lily wasn’t there, it’s giving us all the little parts of what that meant—in anecdotes, in Serena’s stress response focusing so much on Protect Eric, in Eric talking Serena down at the start of the episode and coolly backing her up when she finally loses it

It’s a fucking gift that just keeps giving

[gg-gossipgirl]

e-blast 1

Looks like Blair and Serena are having a lot of fun but the photographers are only looking at one girl and it isn't the brunette .

Sorry to spoil your fun B but you won't be having the Gig for much longer .

Xoxo, Gossip Girl

[gosssip-girl]

E - BLAST #39

Aperçu ! Chuck Bass le cœur brisé en mille morceaux, ce qui nous prouve qu’enfin de compte il en a un.

On dit souvent que les gens ne veulent voire que ce qu’ils ont envie de voir, quelques soit la réalité. Mais quand la réalité saute aux yeux certaines personnes se rendent compte de leurs erreurs et rectifient le tir. À force de mensonge, d’autres se font prendre à leur propre piège. Et puis il y a ceux qui découvre ceux qu’ils ont toujours eu devant les yeux. Et pour finir certaines personnes préfèrent s’enfuir le plus loin possible par peur de s’avoir qui ils sont vraiment au fond d’eux-mêmes. Quant à moi je vois les choses très clairement. Bisous, Bisous ! Gossip girl 💋

~ @gosssip-girl ~

[gossip-girllll]

e-blast #01

Hello Upper East Sidders, Gossip Girl’s here! And there’s something that you need to know. Blair Waldorf, Serena Van Der Woodsen, Chuck Bass and Nate Archibald were all over the place. They're from the past decade. Now we have new teenagers to bother.

I'll leave you the list here.

— Brooklyn Reynolds.

— Lila Hemsworth

— Grace Phoebe Garfield

And some outside of New York.

— Eris Reynolds

— Mason Thames

— Brady Noon

— Charlie Bushnell

— Walker Scobell

— Cailey Fleming

— Leena Scobell

— Leah Jeffrey

— Madelaine McGraw

I know that this is not my style, but i really wanted to tell you all this. I’ll be publishing new gossip these days.

XOXO, Gossip Girl.

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

WBW Rhys?

B A S I C S

full name: Rhys Benedict Astor

gender: male

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: he/him

O T H E R S

family: Geoffrey & Elena Astor (parents)

birthplace: New York City

job: rich boy

phobias: abandonment, plane crashes

guilty pleasures: drugs, hard liquor 

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: Rhys x Blair

ot3: Rhys x Blair x Serena

brotp: Rhys & Nate

notp: Rhys x Chuck

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

[terrainofheartfelt]

lizwas fanfics: 2022 in review

so this was my second year ever of writing and posting on ao3, and for me, because I have chronic tunnel vision when it comes to tasks, thought I would do a look back at all I've written this year because hoooooooooooo boy 'twas a lot.

To render again and receive | 12.8k | E an unexpected addition to the little women au-verse, but very fun and delightful to put together! from Dan's pov, taking place between chapters 1 & 2 of a Heart in port.

But you can make decisions too | 11.1k | M an installment of my Date season 4 AU - Saints & Sinners, but with a gay twist!

all the things you are (are mine) | 4.3k | E a smutty valentine's fic starring Dair, as it is their holiday after all

I'm stuck on your heart | 4.7k | M a valentine's day fic for Dan/Nate, inspired by that one bit in schitt's creek

(everything you say sounds like) sweet talk | 3.5k | T season 4 Dair au, inspired by Jonah and Amy from Superstore

such a lot of world to see | 23.1k | E part of the Mouthful of Forevers s6 and beyond au. Dan and Blair spend the summer backpacking through Europe (well, Blair's definition of backpacking)

an ever-fixèd mark | 5.3k | E another unplanned addition to the floating castle dreams series, brought on by s2 of Bridgerton and that one scene in atonement

it's something new (because of you) | 3.9 | E part of what I call the Milo-verse. Dan and Blair get married and are soooooooo sappy about it. A smutty scene from Dan and Blair's honeymoon in Tuscany.

without effusion of blood | 6.1k | E just what happened after 2.18 when Blair brought Carter Baizen home? this fic tries to answer that question.

the whole web of it | 4.8k | G future fic in the MoF series. Dan celebrates his birthday with his wife and kids. tooth rottin fluff.

(the more you say) the less I know | 70.9k | T the big one of the year, the Pride and Prejudice AU, starring Dan as Lizzie, Blair as Darcy, and a whole host characters causing drama and comedy alike

that’s the kind of love (I’ve been dreaming of) | 3.4 | E absolutely filthy kinky sequel to a smut oneshot from last year. Married!Dair being total simps for each other

for better or worse and the promise of verse | 19k | E another installment in the Miloverse. AKA The One Where Blair and Dan Get Married. Possibly the sappiest thing I have ever written.

where the sun falls down on me | 29k | M Jenny goes to spend the summer off from uni in the Hamptons, with her brother and his fiancée (ugh), and their best friend, her old pal Nate Archibald. Jenate, with a side of Dair & Rufly.

at first chance | 7.1k | E smutastic epilogue to the above. Jen spends an evening alone in Nate’s new flat, waiting for him to get back from his bar shift. Nate’s not the best at building furniture.

let love consume me | 2.1k | E dairthaniel pwp. no context necessary.

never for money, always for love | 25k | NR collection of drabbles written to one word prompts on tumblr. Enclosed is: Dair, Date, van der Humphreys, Haizen, Blairena, Jenate, Serenessa, Dangina, Dairthaniel, Serenate, and much fluff angst and canon divergence.

punch drunk kiss (I know you need it) | 2.4k | E Dan x Carter Baizen. Carter pov following one of the drabbles above. P.W.P. Written for Kinktober

twin flame bruise | 15.2k | T Derena. An au of the musical The Last Five Years. Dan and Serena’s loving but doomed relationship, told in flashes and vignettes from each person’s perspective. with a side of dairfair.

anyway the wind blows | 2.6k | T inspired by the song “Westbound BART,” an imagined prequel of how Rufus Humphrey met Alison in late 80s San Francisco.

a hard day’s night | 4.5k | E porn with a little bit of plot. Blair comes home after a long day at the office and asks Dan for a favor to help her unwind. Written for Kinktober.

like a lightbulb in a dark room | 4.3k | E Dairthaniel. Written for Kinktober. smut with a soupçon of plot.

the love that let us share our name | 7.5k | T dilf!Date! the story of how Nate and Dan Humphrey become dads. Written after my dilf!date headcanons

can’t believe you notice me | 3.6k | E season 3 coat closet scene, but make it Dan/Nate. AU in which Nate is Dan and Olivia’s third, bringing up feelings for these sweet himbos.

a snowfall kind of love | 49k | T AU of Nancy Meyer’s The Holiday. Vanessa and Blair switch houses for their Christmas vacations, and end up falling for people in the other’s respective cities. Dair & Natessa, featuring special appearances by Milo Humphrey and Cyrus Rose.

[castleofmuse]

O ocaso dourado imergia o estúdio de Blair, onde as melodias e movimentos entrelaçavam-se numa dança entre a tangibilidade e a quimera. Todo o dia fora devotado ao ensaio, cada nota e passo meticulosamente alinhados, até que a exaustão a acolhesse como um abraço sutil. A respiração, ritmada em consonância com o murmúrio suave da música que permeava as paredes, transformou-se em um convite sedutor ao repouso.

Na penumbra do estúdio, Blair sucumbiu ao sono, mergulhando num sonho intricado. Um vislumbre de seu passado emergiu, um esboço de memória revelando um castelo imponente e reluzente, erguido num reino de sonhos. Fotografias de sua mãe adornavam as paredes, emanando uma beleza etérea. O castelo de diamante, simultaneamente mítico e real, desvelava-se como um elo perdido entre a realidade e a fantasia. Poucos segundos após, Blair foi transportada para outro cenário onírico, na penumbra iluminada pelo suave brilho da lua, o salão do castelo de Isabella tornava-se um palco etéreo. A Rainha, Imponente e serena, erguia a flauta com graciosidade, as notas fluidas tecendo uma melodia etérea que dançava no ar. Blair, sua filha, movia-se em resposta, uma extensão da música, seus movimentos desenhando arabescos mágicos no chão polido.

O prece mágico entre mãe e filha criava um vínculo intangível, uma conexão além das palavras e dos gestos. Isabella e Blair compartilhavam risos, cada nota da flauta ecoando como uma risada celestial, enquanto a dança se desenrolava em um encontro de almas entrelaçadas. Entre risos e movimentos graciosos, a troca de olhares transcendia o tempo, e uma conversa silenciosa, mas profundamente significativa, transcorria entre elas. Entretanto, por trás do sorriso radiante de Blair e da melodia encantadora, uma sombra de tristeza sutil insinuava-se. Como um véu de névoa, a tristeza pairava no ar, envolvendo a cena em uma aura melancólica. Era como se o sonho e a realidade, em um pacto silencioso, compartilhassem o destino de uma lembrança que transcenderia o efêmero. A dança prosseguia, as notas da flauta entrelaçando-se com a movimentação grácil de Blair, enquanto a tristeza ecoava como um suspiro nostálgico, unindo passado e presente em um instante fugaz e eterno...

No instante em que o véu do sono afagava a mente de Blair, uma fada feminina, etérea e radiante, sussurrou-lhe segredos ancestrais nos recônditos do sonho. A doce melodia de suas palavras narrava que a cidade amaldiçoada outrora pertencera a um rei chamado Harol. Contudo, antes que os enigmas do passado desdobrassem-se, Blair foi abruptamente desperta do reino onírico. Ao abrir os olhos, a luminosidade do estúdio substituiu a magia do sonho. Num turbilhão de sentimentos, a bailarina viu-se dividida entre a felicidade de vislumbrar sua mãe em toda a sua beleza e a perplexidade causada pela voz da fada, ecoando em sua mente como uma ressonância da realidade. Preocupações e interrogações entrelaçaram-se, deixando Blair imersa num misto de emoções, enquanto o eco da voz misteriosa permanecia como uma promessa inquietante de verdades ainda não reveladas.

[gl0ssy-girl]

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gl0ssy girl here I heard that Dan and Blair had a little more than a talk session instead of talking they decided to not talk I wonder what Serena would think about this