#and. YOURE WATCHING GOSSIP GIRL

[kraniumet]

if i saw these people i would kill them

[andthatscanon]

dair parallels (143/?)

Gossip Girl 1x14 // Gossip Girl 4x21 // Gossip Girl 5x07 // Gossip Girl 5x22

[daily-kagami]

day #83: Date Night

[nexus-nebulae]

no but we need aroallo acceptance and casual hookup culture because then people will actually have the language to COMMUNICATE with their partner, hey i don't want this to mean anything romantically but i still wanna do this, and be able to casually talk about whether that's okay with both of you, instead of either secretly sleeping around or cheating or being stuck in a relationship that one person just isn't feeling

[fugakuu]

i’m sick of demure im taking the internet away from every single one of you

[omgeto]

hey there! we aren’t mooties or anything but I wanna say that I’m so glad you made something that brought you this much joy (speaking about your dividers)! karma is acting a fool on dash so I saw your post 🫶🏾

KARMA STAY ACTING A FOOL 🖐🙄 but thank you 🥹 GIRL IVE SEEN UR POST AND MIGHT I SAY YOU ARE ARE THE GRAPHIC DESIGNER. YOUR HEADERS AND BANNERS AND STUFF. now that is high value designing

[yourqueenb]

Trust me I’m beyond good on that 🤢

[maxiewolfe]

there's something about the way they are portraying the triad that I'm not understanding... and that's how they are showing them to us in pairs, last week's ep it was max and aki (tho them being separated was part of the plot) and this week's is max and audrey but I want to see them all together, like aside from the bit of the speech and both ak and aud saying "it's in your jacket" or something like that, we didn't see them together... and I saw someone else point out that audrey and aki havent kissed at all in this season???? like I know they dont have to be together 247 but like I WANT TO SEE THEM TOGETHER?

[boxoftheskyking]

Also so funny to me that for years I've been seeing Chuck and Blair on all the posts of "couples that people are mad they ended up together" because what? They suck? Like may I interest you in the concept of a narrative

[laurent-ofvere]

Dropping by to say you’re still always gonna be one of my most favorite capri blogs and I hope you’re doing well!!!

P.S. any possibility for Artes Academy snippets or any snippet….at all? 🤣 no pressure I just adore your writing !!!!! I always love to reread them

THIS IS SO SO SWEET!!!!! I love you and I miss the fun times on here so much, hit me up or send an ask whenever I have unfortunately and concerningly probably not changed at all lmao

artes academy :') my self indulgent sweet spot, ive actually been thinking about it bc gossip girl is my guilty pleasure/depression show and was kinda my inspo for aa and ive been rewatching it lately. unfortunately I dont have any snippets for it in mind, BUT I have been working on something!! absolutely no guarantee that it'll take bc ive tried and failed to write a bunch of times + its a new pairing for me and its quite different, but I am TRYING NONETHELESS

[icedteaandoldlace]

If they're seriously gonna use the season 9 (8?) poster for the complete series box set and NOT either a Flash solo shot or a team photo that includes Carlos Valdes and Tom Cavanagh, I am going to riot in the streets.

[ilostyou]

i cant tell if rewatching gossip girl will make me love it more or absolutely ruin it for me

[fearsomeandwretched]

Just saw someone say Chuck is only a bad person in season 1 😭

[fairyqueenellaromain]

12 Holiday Episodes

Holiday movies are great, but your favourite tv series having a holiday special or themed episode is even better. I literally binge watched tons of holiday themed episodes to make this list and yes, I had a lot of fun. Originally, I was only supposed to choose 10 episodes but I couldn’t. Narrowing it down to 12, with a bonus pick for good measure. Grab your cookies and milk, blanket and turn the…

[fearsomeandwretchedandwrong]

So the point of your movie is that lying is *checks notes* bad.

[nezuscribe]

gojo never imagined an arrange marriage with you, but now you’re all he can think about.

he thinks about you when he’s training, when he’s seated at his round table, when he’s in his bed, everywhere, every time, you’re all he can think about.

and you’re oblivious to it.

you heard the gossip everywhere you walked, about the girl gojo was pleading with his family to marry. how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, how much more elegant she was compared to you. you knew you were never his first choice, not even his fifth, but it hurt even more when everybody acknowledged it.

you stopped wearing your wedding ring, started acting like you were just another person there. luckily gojo didn’t seem to be in any hurry about making heirs, so pretending like you two were working things out didn’t even matter anymore.

you find yourself alone most of the time. your maids were kind and patient, but they had so many things to do throughout the day that you felt awful pestering them to walk around the estate with you.

eating dinners with gojo became normal, but most of your other meals were in silence, always feeling like a speck of dust in the large dining hall.

one day when you’re walking around aimlessly you stumble across the training grounds, the open space below you filled with men swinging wooden swords back and forth at each other.

it wasn’t difficult to find your husband, his white hair hard to miss in a crowd of others. he didn’t notice you watching from above, and so you stayed hidden, not knowing if the men were picky with who watched them.

he was swift and agile. everything he did was precise and with meaning. no wonder he was named the best warrior of the north.

you found this to be more entertaining than walking around the gardens for the tenth time or watching the cooks assemble the next meal, so you didn’t even notice how gojo looked up to see you, somehow slipping away without you knowing.

you were in a state of watching but not really thinking, almost jumping out of your skin when you heard his voice behind you.

“didn’t know i had an audience,”

you yelp, flinching as you look behind you to see your husband all sweaty, panting slightly as he moves his hair away from his face. you eye the stairs that led him up here, wondering how you could’ve missed that.

you laugh sheepishly, giving him an apologetic smile as you pick are your nails.

“i’m sorry,” you scratch behind your ears, feeling heat rise to your cheeks under his intense gaze. it’s unfair how pretty somebody can look, especially after training for an hour straight, “i was just walking around and i saw this.”

he waved it off, shaking his head as he leaned his sword on the wall.

“not a problem,” his eyes shine, “i just would’ve tried harder if i knew my wife was watching.”

my wife.

the words fall so smoothly from his lips you wonder how many times he’s said it before. with malice, hatred, necessity?

you smile a little bit, eyes crinkling around the edges as you look away briefly, not noticing the way gojo chased after your cheerful face.

“how’d you get up here? where are your ladies?” he asks suddenly, looking around at the fact that it was just you up here.

“my what?” you say, looking up at him through furrowed brows.

“you know,” he waves his arm around as if that would help, “you’re ladies in waiting,”

you scrunch up your nose a little bit, something he noticed you did when you were confused.

“oh, well, my maids are working right now,” you tell him, noting that he still didn’t look any less confused.

“no, not your maids, your ladies,” he tilts his head to the side, “the girls your family sent them up to help you around.”

you stare at him, unblinking.

“the girls that are your friends, the ones that help accustom you…” gojo trials off when he realizes he’s not getting anywhere with you.

you feel even more embarrassed than when he caught you watching him, hating the way you were clueless at yet another thing in this life that no one explained to you.

“the girls you hang around with?” he finally lands on, hoping this jogs your memory.

you shake your head, eyes wide as you fidget with the fabric of your dress. his eyes fall onto your finger, lingering on the fact that you’re not wearing your ring.

“who do you spend your time with throughout the day?” gojo seems even more lost than you. he’s seen you with…? well surely that one time…?

“by,” you swallow, embarrassed, “by myself. i walk around a lot.” you admit sheepishly.

“your family didn’t send…?” he answers his own question with his silence.

this entire time you’ve been alone?

he opens his mouth to speak but somebody beats him to it.

“satoru! get down here! we’re still not done!” his friends shouts from below, and you look over your shoulder to see all the men staring at the two of you.

gojo stares at you, unblinking.

“i,” he swallows but can’t find any words.

you can’t either.

he leaves you there, running down those stairs as he shouts at the other guys to resume what they were doing. that entire day he was off his balance because he kept looking up to see you there, but you weren’t.

maybe you were just walking around, like you said.