#carter baizen imagine

[madhatterbri]

All Good Things Must Come To An End | C.B.

Summary: Carter breaks up with you to please his dad.

Author's Note: I may do a part 2 cause damn bro the crying on this gif got me.

Carter hung up the phone quickly. The last sound he heard from the speaker was your sobs. The very cries he protected you from for months. He tried to swallow but the lump in his throat proved it to be too difficult. You were the only girl that really believed in him. He gasped from the pain. Memories of your times together brought him little comfort.

The two of you met at a mixer to recruit community school students to the bigger universities. You were trying to impress some stiff from NYU. The very dream school that denied your admission over two years ago. The dean was not interested in you. Carter, however, was very interested in you.

The dean recognized him immediately because of his family's donations. Carter schmoozed with the dean. After a few minutes, the dean agreed for you to shoot your shot in admissions. A friend of Carter Baizen deserves a chance.

While his actions were impressive, you were apprehensive with Carter at first. What did a rich kid want to do with you, a Community College kid? He was rather smart and charming. You couldn't deny he was attractive. The way his light blue eyes stared into your soul.

Happy chances allowed your relationship to grow. He seemed to be everywhere you happened to be. Despite being busy, he made time for you. He seemed interested in whatever you were doing at the time. One day he finally had the courage to ask you out.

Fall was giving an abundance of cooler weather to New York. After classes, you decided to stop at a local cafe for hot chocolate. Your favorite. He brought up light conversation with you. A playful boast on how he helped get you admitted to NYU.

"You owe me," he teased while grabbing two drinks. He handed one of the cups to you. "But I know a way you can make it up to me. You, me, and that open table in the corner,"

The rest was history. Gone were the days of alcohol, gambling, and women. He wanted to be with you. Nights were spent cooking and reading next to each other. He was your biggest supporter when you graduated NYU. You truly saved him. This was the best relationship he ever had in his entire life.

Carter looked down the stairs. His dad grabbed the railing and walked up the marble steps. The very man that you wanted Carter to have a relationship with. Now he was nothing more than the reason behind your broken heart.

"Good job, Carter. Rule number one. Never let a woman come between you and your destiny,"

Carter raised his eyebrows and nodded. A single tear falling from his eye.

[povofjustme]

A New Start - Obie Bergman imagine {OC} GGReboot

Title: A new start

Pairing: Obie Bergman x Black Reader

Author's Note: I don’t know where this is going but hope you like. I didn’t read this through because I wanted to post it

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Full Name: Charlotte Jean

Nickname: CJ, Char, Jeans, Lotts

Birthday: August 23, 2005 - 17

Born: New York

Occupation(s): Student, Dancer, Model, Actor

Residence: Upper East Side

Instagram: @CharlotteJeans (300k follower)

*Relationships*

Family: Nicolas Jean (father) Jasmine Jean (mother) Frances Jean (Twin Brother)

Romance: Obie Bergman (boyfriend)

Friends: Max Wolfe (best friend) Audrey Hope, Aki Menzie, Luna La, Zoya Lott

Enemies: Julien Calloway (frenemy)

——————————————————————————————This story is about Charlotte

- Charlotte grow up as a dancer

- Her mom and dad wanted there kids to grow up being big

- So when they kids both could walk and talk they got them right in

- Char learned a lot to the point where her name was big in the dancing world. To ballroom, ballet, contemporary, hip hop, tap to jazz and ice skating when she had time

- And there for her twin brother, music and sports

- When she was ten years old, her family had moved to france

- 7 years later, they moved back to NY, but there family had a big name to live up too

- But at the same time, she kept herself to who she truly was. She was a loving person who will buy anyone before her own.

- Since then, she loves to give back to people and animals. Will go out to the protest and talk to the people

—------------------------------------------------------

- Moving back to new york after the summer of her sophomore year. She met up with her old time best friend ‘Max Wolfes’

- The Wolves and The Jeans were very close friends

- Godien Wolfes is the twins' godfather, so Max and The Twin grow up together. The trio

- So when the twin came back to the upper east side, they knew who to go to.

- The first day there, all eyes on them, but CJ went straight to the table up first to call out Max’s name.

- He saw he and gave her a big hug

“Hey I want you to meet my beautiful things here Charlotte, Charlotte Jeans and Frances Jeans”

“It CJ, call me CJ”

Introducing them to the group, and one person couldn't keep - their eyes off of her.

“And this is Obie”

- Then the bell was ringing and max took you in his hands to take

- Later on, the group knew a lot about CJ, but it was more of Fracces things

- They were all on the stares when Monet asked her

“Hey CJ, when going out tonight for a little get together, we knew Frances in. How about you?”

“Sorry guys, but am volunteering and the NYC animal shelter tonight-”

“Wait tonight at 8” Obie asked

“Yes, actionaly” CJ said laughing it off

“Am was actually looking at that the other night, maybe we could go together?”

“Sure why not”

- That night, they got to know each other very well, Yes Obie that she was just like any other new york girl but he was liking her for then he thought

- After that night of feeding food to the animals and cleaning them and more, they became closer

- Obie would do anything to hang out with her

- They sometimes walked to school together and have study “Date”

- At school they would eat together and just become friends

- He would even show up at Max house when he knew she was going to be over there

- Frances help him out as will

- After a long study “date”, Obie asked her on a real date

- They would go out to more events which catch the media's attentions in a good way and bad

- CJ posted pictures of them and events (with obie permission) her fans thought it was cute but Julies and GG fans didn't like it so much

- They were cute couple

- Obie met CJ parents and loved him

- CJ met Obie mom, She said she loves her already

- They would go to big events together

- Obie would take her to different places in NY

- CJ would give him dance lesson and when it came to any of her dance competitions, he would be there sitting next her family with a handful of flowers

- Sometimes they would have study dates at each others house but Obie likes it better over her because it feels more like home

- They did everything together, and it made them seem like they were in love

- Since she was around Obie more, she was around Aki and Audrey and Max more. Frances would be around alot, made the self a little group

- Around new york, Obie invited you and your brother to the Quaint weekend house

- The whole weekend, Obie and CJ shared the same room

- When the twins walked in, everyone was just getting there

- It was a fun and relaxing

- Everyone got along and had fun, Frances was flirting with Luna and Obie had you mostly to himself

- Julien felt some way but wanted him to be happy. But not with you

- CJ helped around the house, had the grow make cookies and spend time together, Obie was falling more and more in love

- And on new year, they were each other new year kiss

- After that, everyone loved them. Obie was happy

- GG would post things on IG

*It pictures of CJ and Obie*

Well Well Well, It looks like there's a new couple in town. @Charlotte Jeans and @Obie Bregaens have been hitting off pretty well. Them out on the town helping others and dogs. Let's see where this goes. Charlotte or should I say CJ is the new girl and all around famous dancers with big money to her money. Lets see if Obie will love Julien or CJ? Tell me who you're rooting for?

#Team Julien s or #Team CJ

- CJ didn't really care but it seem to get to Julies head

- Julien was upset that Obie was getting over her and with CJ now

- So she did what she did best, try to break you down

- Julien, Monet ended up finding something and sent it to GG to hurt CJ

- Found out the CJ and Frances are adopted twins

- When GG posted it, It really didn't hurt the twins. Just hated it now that people knew their business more then the should

- Julien didn't like how CJ reacted so she wanted to hurt her more

- But what the found out was not about CJ, but about her twin

- Frances was a Drug addict

- Once GG posted it, know saw the twins for over 3 to 4 weeks

- CJ and Frances were close, not like Grace closes but they were best friends

- Once France was ready to come back to school, So was CJ.

- And CJ had a bad feeling about the group, had a feeling that someone was out for her

“On look who made it back” Monets

“What is that supposed to mean” CJ questioned

“CJ, it meant nothing, after all we just wanted to-” Julien couldn't even finish it all when they all got a ding on there phone

- It was post from GG about all the people who sent thing to GG

- The first things CJ saw was a sent in dm from Julien and Monet about CJ and Her twin

“You sent this about my brother?”

“I- I-”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” At this point everyone was looking at everyone in the group.

- Know one CJ this mad before. She was always the loving and smiling person

“You sent that in for what? First the adopted and then my brother's addictions. You have to be out of your fucking mind. You have no respect for know but yourself, and it shows”

- Julien couldn't say anything

“This is about Obie” Max spock up

“About a fucking boy, Really!” Getting in Julien face

“ You are a disgusting fucking person”

- CJ walked away pushing the crowd away, Frances, Max, Aki, Audrey and Obie right behind her

Part 2?

[ellswritings]

Masterlist ;)

*= smut

The Hunger Games

Imagines

Finnick Odair

Wasting All These Tears On You

Peeta Mellark

They Don't Know About Us

Katniss Everdeen

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Cato Hadley

Marvel Sanford

Clove Kent

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

Series

none yet :(

Teen Wolf

Imagines

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jealousy, Jealousy

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Lydia Martin

Issac Lahey

Allison Argent

Malia Hale/Tate

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimara

Series

Lupus Nox- S1 Cast, Prologue, S1 E1, S1 E2, S1 E3, S1 E4, S1 E5, S1 E6, S1 E7, S1 E8, S1 E9,

The Maze Runner

Imagines

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Aris

Brenda

Sonya

Harriet

Series

none yet :(

Marvel

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Sparks Fly

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Logan Howlett

Peter Quill

Misery Loves Company

Gamora Ben Titan

Peter Parker

Peter Parker (TASM)

Thor Odinson

Michelle Jones-Watson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Series

none yet :(

Once Upon A Time

Imagines

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

Killian Jones

David Nolan/Prince Charming

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy/Baelfire

Series

none yet :(

Bridgerton

Imagines

Anthony Bridgerton

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Colin Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Simon Bassett

Eloise Bridgerton

Series

none yet :(

Harry Potter

Imagines

Harry Potter

About Time

Ron Weasley

Hermoine Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Draco Malfoy

Lucius Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Luna Lovegood

Bellatrix Lestrange

Series

none yet :(

Glee

Imagines

Finn Hudson

Sam Evans

Jesse St. James

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Rachel Berry

Mercedes Jones

Mike Chang

Noah Puckerman

Series

none yet :(

Criminal Minds

Imagines

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover Heat

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

No Place Like Home

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alves

Kate Callahan

Series

none yet :(

9-1-1

Imagines

Evan 'Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Howard 'Chimney' Han

Maddie Buckley

Series

none yet :(

Gossip Girl

Imagines

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

Dan Humphrey

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Blair Waldorf

Carter Baizen

Series

none yet :(

Pitch Perfect

Imagines

Jesse Swanson

The Flirting Game

Beca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Bumper Allen

Cynthia Rose

Benji Applebaum

Donald Walsh

Fat Amy/Patricia Hobart

Series

none yet :(

Miscellaneous

Chandler Bing

New Years Eve

[evansbby]

cute poyt content💗💗💗 I can imagine omega watching a tv show, something girly like gossip girl, looking all cute and snuggly. steve joins her for a cuddle (they’ve already fucked like 4 times that day so he’ll let her rest for now). obvs he makes fun of her for watching something so babyish, which makes her become all defensive and less cuddly. steve feels a lil bit bad, and sad bc he was secretly enjoying the snuggles and spending time with his gal. so he gets her to put the tv back on and they snuggle more, and steve actually really gets into the program, asking omega questions about the characters and plot. she’s really enjoying spending time with him where he’s not just trying to fuck her. the next day he comes home and she’s already watching the show without him, and he gets really pissed off and upset. she’s all like “i’m sorry steve, i wasn’t sure if you’d want to watch it anymore bc you said it was for baby’s 🥺.” then he realises he’s not being alpha macho male enough and is like “i don’t care about ur dumb tv show what are u talking about” then he fucks her like the alpha king he is 🥰

Bestie you just ✨ get ✨ poyt!Steve, don’t you? This is so him! He’d walk in an smug and snort at omega watching some girly programme like gossip girl but of course he’d get invested in it! And he likes cuddling up with omega while they binge watch the show for hours! And Steve would have all sorts of opinions, like how “Serena is a whore” and “Chuck dresses weird” and “Dan is annoying” etc 😭😭 and omega would point out how much Carter Baizen looks like Bucky but Steve would be like “I don’t see it.” 😭😭💀

AND HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD GET MAD THAT SHE WATCHED IT WITHOUT HIM THE NEXT DAY! He’d fuck her hard as a punishment and pretend not to care but then he’d catch up by himself on his phone late at night 😭

[rebelrayne]

Can't believe I thought of The Wizard of freaking Oz first & not this one; really, it should be a crime!

Gossip Girl: LITG edition - who is who?

I nominate either Hamish (mostly because it's funny to imagine, I want to see that man in everything), Erikah or Summer for the role as our gossip sneezer

Hi Saga! Thanks for the ask!

Yes, I loooooooove OG Gossip Girl and I have had a thought on it, though many people may not completely agree with my casting. No one is fully, exactly going to fit here but I tried to use the more affluent Islanders to cast it. I do have 'xoxo' in my drafts, but I doubt it'll ever see light of day. I put the other characters under the cut but left Blair and Serena visible. I don't think there's a perfect match for either and if I were to write this, Blair and Serena would both be OCs. Again, I don't think any Islander fully matches any of the GG characters but mostly because they're so ruthless at different times.

Blair Waldorf - Honestly, no one can match Blair. She is her own level and she's amazing, but if I absolutely had to cast her: Lexi. Lexi is so self-conscious and has a bit of low self-esteem. Though hers is her sister, Blair compares herself to Serena.

Serena Van Der Woodsen - Serena is so bubbly and captivates everyone. I would say Chelsea, but Chelsea is so much of a people pleaser that I don't think she would do a lot of the manipulating Serena did. Now it may be because I didn't do a female route in S8 but I could see Claudia being similar to Serena. She's sunshine and everyone loves her, but cross her and she won't let you forget that she could take that crown away from you before you could even comprehend.

Chuck Bass - Oh Chuck. Probably the best and worst lay of your life. Whoever could fit this super rich business guy with Daddy issues? Obviously this one is Hamish.

Dan Humphrey - Sadly, Dan is sneaky and the most manipulative of everyone and because he's a writer that wrote himself into the story...James. I hate it, too. Sorry.

Jenny Humphrey - This one was hard. I'm obviously going by personality here and not by how I have Dan casted so the Islander that fits Jenny the best and may spiral the way she did would be Jen. They both love fashion, a little edgy, have bite.

Nate Archibald - Again, I'm using affluent Islanders that would actually, possibly be apart of the UES (sorry Lewie you're not affluent). Nate is so boring to me and has no personality except for the fact that he's so perfect that he does no wrong and has this like, exceptional moral compass. He's always pushed by his parents to do things he's not really in favor of doing. Hmmm who else has that problem....Tom.

Georgina Sparks - Georgina is a whole ass mood. She's diabolical and is probably the smartest out of all of the UES. If I had to pick someone to be casted as Georgina, it would probably be Hannah. She flips a switch pretty quickly and doesn't seem to mind getting her hands dirty and pissing off that people she previously thought of as friends.

Carter Baizen - Sorry it's Eddie. I don't make the rules lmfao and I am a Carter apologist. I would have loved to see Serena end up with Carter in the end (yes, even over Nate).

Prince Louis - Youcef would so turn around and be a petty bitch. I do think Louis was actually a good guy but Blair played him the fool too many times for him to let that last one slide. Honestly? Justice for Louis because he was actually so good for Blair despite the little fit she pitched when he acted like he was just a driver on that date.

Lily - Oh come on! This one was so fucking easy. It's Juliet. I don't think I need to explain this one.

Rufus - This one was not easy. He talks about waffles a lot, but is also a good dad (okay, not always when it came to Jenny). Since he's really big into music...I don't know. I can't say Rocco, even though the hair is there, you know? Some part of me wants to say Max, but I don't know why. I think it's because I imagine that Max was similar to how Rufus was when he was young.

Eric Van Der Woodsen - I almost forgot Eric!!!!!! But he's just so special, I can't actually pick someone for him. Literally no Islander fits Eric, but I guess we can say Rohan or Tim. I just think Eric is so specific and the issues his character tackles are so important that you'd need an OC for him too.

Vanessa Abrams - In my GG x LITG universe, she doesn't exist. Bye.

[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.

[fubureaders]

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

song based fic with dylan o'brien

text-post-inspired fic with tenoch huerta

text-post-inspired fic with isaac lahey of mtv's teen wolf

text-post-inspired fic with ryan potter

disney xd's lab rats AU fic with ryan potter as riker

carter baizen angst

monet de haan domestic-ish imagine

shawn hunter fic

fic with vampire!theo burns of netflix's first kill

a bulls game with riri williams

and many many more... but please send in requests because i want to have like 50 drafts, and post something new every few days. send in requests please!! love hearing feedback too, keep it classy and cute folks

[madhatterbri]

Secret | C.B.

Summary: Chuck's sister has a secret she can never tell.

"One night stand is such an ugly phrase," Carter tutted while leaning against the bedroom door frame. He wore a pair of basketball shorts. His body a testament to the events that took place in his room last night. Bite marks and scratches adorned his body. His hair a mess from last night's conquest. "Can we use different terms to describe last night? Sensational? Orgasmic?"

Kinsley Bass shot a glare at him. She was currently looking through his bed for her clothes. After being unable to locate her shirt, she moved on her hands and knees to continue looking for her belongings. So far she had her bra, shorts, and underwear. Her shirt had to be around there somewhere.

"Can you be a gentleman and help me find my shirt?"

"I like you better with nothing on," he answered with a shrug. "Why would I help you find your clothes?"

"Nevermind, Baizen," she sighed and stood from the floor. Kinsley pushed past him to enter his living room. Her shirt laid on the floor by the coach. Memories of his fingers snaking underneath her shirt flashing in her mind.

"Last name again? That is disappointing. I loved the way you purred Carter in my ear," he reminisced. "Actually there are several moments I loved about last night. Do you want a list?"

"Must you be a jack ass every day?" She groaned loudly. Her head started to pound. She rubbed her temples. Promptly, her shirt was placed over her head and on her body.

"You know if you get to know me I'm not so bad," he assured her. Kinsley's phone buzzed. A message came through from her limo driver that he was waiting for her downstairs. "What do you think daddy would say knowing his little girl likes to be spanked?"

"I guess we won't ever find that out. Arthur is here. Time to forget this ever happened. Goodbye forever, Baizen," she called out while walking to the door. The apartment complex Carter lived in was strangely empty. Hopefully no one would alert Gossip Girl that she was here.

Kinsley rushed to the limo. Her hair hid her face so anyone taking pictures could not identify her. Arthur had the door open for her. She thanked him before sliding in the limo.

The ride was peaceful until her friends started texting her phone. They told her to check Gossip Girl. Kinsley wondered if her brother did another scandalous act for Blair. Her mouth dropped open as she stared at a picture of herself. The caption made her feel worse.

Spotted, a fish out of water. Well, more like a bass out of water. What is Kinsley doing in this part if New York in yesterday's clothing? Looks like Daddy’s little girl is more spice than sugar after all.

Xoxo,

Gossip Girl

[strawboorybunny]

Betrayed

Pairing: Carter Bazien x Nerdy!Reader

Words: 1900+

Author’s note: Hey, guys! So, this is my first post. I had promised my lovely @cxddlyash a fic for her birthday! Let me know what you think! Enjoy and happy reading!

Warnings: Angst, fluff, an asshole and just Carter Bazien in general.

You took a drink of wine as you watched Carter from across the room. He gave you a wink and a smirk as the blonde he was flirting with took him to one of the back rooms of the club. You rolled your eyes before downing your wine.

You sat down at the bar waving to the bartender for another glass. You glanced behind you at the back rooms. You and Carter have been friends since you guys were kids. You have been there for each other until he started playing his games. You and Carter were very different. He was more into money and girls while you were more interested in reading and staying out of everyone’s games. But like the other girls, you fell hard for Carter Baizen.

You sighed before downing your second glass. The bartender gave you a glance as he cleaned a cup. You gave him a smile before placing money down. “This is for the wine and the drinks the guy I was with ordered.” He nodded and took the cash. You took out your phone and hovered over his name. You shook your head before putting your phone away and leaving.

-

You sat on your couch reading a book. You groaned as you heard a knock on the door. You got up and looked through your spyglass. “Carter?” You whispered to yourself before opening the door. Carter looked at you before walking into your apartment.

“Where the hell did you go?” He asked while stepping into your apartment. You closed the door behind him and leaned up against it.

“I came home. You were…busy,” you mentioned and Carter chuckled, walking into your kitchen. You watched as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. 

He downed the alcohol before rubbing a hand down his face. “You could have told me.”

You scoffed. “Uh huh. So what? You could try to convince me to stay as you fuck another whore?!”

Carter then scoffed. “Is that all you think I do?”

“No Carter, I know that’s all you fucking do. And…and you expect me to go along with everything you do. I’m not like you Carter! I’m sick of watching your games!” You felt your anxiety rising. Carter walked towards you. 

He nodded as he licked his lips. “I see.” You watched him carefully. You moved away from the door and from him. You knew Carter was beyond pissed at you. He chuckled before pinning you against the wall. “Well at least I can get someone in the bedroom. I don’t think we need to be reminded about senior year now do we?” You began to tear up at the memory. You stayed against the wall as Carter left your apartment.

You looked at Carter from the passenger seat. “Are you sure about this?”

He gave you a reassuring smile. “Of course I am. You know I wouldn’t put you in any situation you were uncomfortable with.” You smiled slightly before looking at the mansion just down the road from the car. Carter got out and opened your door. You laughed as he held out his hand.

“What a gentleman.” You said as you took his hand. He laughed before leading you to the party. You felt uncomfortable as some of the girls glared at you for being with Carter. 

“I’m going to get us some drinks. You go wait outside for me. It’s not as loud out there.” He said to you over the music. You nodded before going outside. You shifted uncomfortably as a few guys checked you out. “Here we are.” You quietly thanked Carter as you took a drink.

Carter led you to a group sitting outside. “Ladies, gentlemen, this is y/n.” You waved awkwardly before sitting down next to Carter. You took sips of your drinks as Carter flirted with the girls. 

You glanced over at the guys. Some were participating in their own conversations. You blushed as one smirked your way. You looked behind you to see if anyone was behind you. He chuckled slightly before shuffling towards you. He introduced himself as Victor. Carter patted your thigh as you and the guy flirted back and forth. He whispered in your ear before getting up with you.

Carter glanced at you before motioning to the guy. You chuckled as you heard him say, “be careful with her.” Your smile faded when you noticed some of the other guys looking at you with devilish smirks. “Come on, babe.” Victor said before putting a hand on your back. He led you through the party and up the stairs. He pulled you against him as he began to kiss your neck. 

The people in the hallway moved out of your way as he pulled you into a room. You bounced as he pushed you on the bed. He kissed you heavily as he began to strip you of your clothes. With the alcohol running through your system, you failed to notice what was happening around you. You shifted uncomfortably as Victor began to go lower. He glanced at you as you began to push him away. “I-I don’t feel comfortable with this…”

Victor rolled his eyes as he sat up slightly. “Can you just shut up so I can fuck you and get this over with. I have more people on that fucking list to get to.” He said as he went back to kiss your neck. You fully pushed him off and began gathering your clothes.

“What list?”

He scoffed and went to grab his phone. Your eyes widened once you noticed it was recording. “A list of pathetic girls to fuck that we bet money on. I’m shocked you didn’t catch on being friends with Baizen.”

You shook your head as you wiped the tears away. Carter wouldn’t do that to you would he? Before Victor could say another word, you quickly left the room. Your mind was running a mile a minute as you pushed through the dancing bodies. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you walked home.

You wiped your tears away. “Fuck you, Baizen.”

-

You laughed as you and your friends walked into the club. It had been a month since the interaction between you and Carter. “Alright ladies, I’ll be right back with drinks.” Sarah said before heading up to the bar.

You sat and chatted with the other girls until Sarah got back. “Y/n, I just want to warn you because I love you that Baizen is here.” You froze slightly before looking for him. You rolled your eyes as you saw him flirting with a blonde. You downed the shot Sarah brought back. The girls exchanged looks. Sarah smiled. “Yeah! That’s the spirit babe!” The others took their shots before Sarah asked for more.

After a couple more shots, you gained the confidence to go and confront your best friend. As you made your way, you heard a voice you haven’t heard since that night. “Come on Baizen. You still owe me for that night. I may not have fucked her but I still got her clothes off. That’s gotta count for something.” Victor said before taking a drink of his scotch. “She was the last person on that stupid list and it was your idea.” Your heart broke when you heard Victor say that. Tears clouded your vision as you turned to walk away. Carter was about to say something when he saw you walk away from them. His eyes widened slightly before going after you.

“Y/n!” Carter yelled over the music.

“You fucking asshole! That was one of the worst nights of my life and you were in on it! I can’t believe you would do something like that! That fucking hurts worst than getting humiliated.” Carter looked at the crowd gathering around them. He sighed before bringing you to a more private location.

“It was a harmless joke, y/n” He whispered as he tried to grab your hand. You scoffed before moving your hand away.

“A harmless joke? You’re the fucking joke Baizen. I want you to leave me alone.” You said before walking out of the club.

-

You smiled as you took in the aroma of the caf��. Sarah waved at you as you approached the table. “Hi honey. I got you a hot chocolate.”

“Oh you’re the best.” You said as you sat down and took in the smell. She laughed before looking at the door as the bell rang. You gave her a confused look as her smile faded. “What?”

“Baizen just walked in.” You turned and locked eyes with Carter. He hesitated before walking over to you guys. Sarah rolled her eyes. “Bazien. What do you want?” She said with a fake smile. You gave her a look. She shrugged when she looked at you.

“I want to talk to y/n.” 

You grabbed Sarah’s hand before she could reply. “We can talk. You have a minute.” He nodded and motioned to an empty table. You gave Sarah a reassuring smile before following Carter.

“So, how have you been?”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “What do you want? You have a minute.” 

Carter sighed. “Look, I’m sorry. I was younger back then and an idiot. I wasn’t really thinking-”

“Bullshit. Forty seconds. I don’t want your lies Carter. You only care about money.”

“I don’t only care about money. I care about you the most.”

You bitterly laughed. “If you actually cared about me, you wouldn’t have set me up. Twenty seconds.”

Carter groaned. “Why do you care so fucking much?” He said lowly to not make a scene.

“Because it hurts to be betrayed by someone you love. Time's up, goodbye Carter.” Carter stared at you as you got up.

“You love me?”

You nodded and walked away.

-

Carter sat in his car staring at your apartment building. After your interaction in the café, he has done nothing but think about what you had said. Maybe that’s the reason why he felt so guilty when you left the party last night. Maybe he was just hoping it was something you could work past but it caused you pain and it was all his fault. He didn’t want to realize his feelings for you. He felt as if he would have been looked at differently if he was with someone like you but that was just high school talking. He fell in love with you and didn’t want to face it.

He gripped the steering wheel before hitting it in frustration. He then got out of his car before making his way up to you. He hesitated before knocking on your door. He smiled slightly when he heard the muffled, “I’m coming.”, before opening the door. You looked taken back when you saw him. “Carter-” Your sentence was interrupted by Carter grabbing your waist and pulling you into a kiss.

He pushed you into your apartment before he broke it. “Wha-”

“Don’t say anything. Just listen. Please.” He said before looking into your eyes. “I love you, y/n. I felt so guilty for what I did to you and I am so sorry. I was stupid and didn’t realize what the fuck I was doing. I just-I can’t lose you.” He said quietly. You smiled before pulling him into another kiss. 

You placed your hands on his face. “I love you, Carter Baizen. Now and forever.”

He smiled. “Be mine?”

“Always.”

-

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[extremelyblackandwhite]

miss bea my dear for miss blondie-is-taking-our-money’s birthday, may i please have a little something something with carter baizen and how you get the girl? 1989 just radiates mr baizen energy and i love this song too much to not request it. thank you so so much🥰🥰

how you get the girl | c. baizen

pairing: carter baizen x reader

a/n: this is based on the introvert x extrovert ideas miss @starbuckie gave me.

i want you for worse and for better, i would wait for ever and ever

There was no doubt in his mind; he loved her. He loved her since the moment he’d seen her and he didn’t even believe in love at first sight. Yet, he was proved severely wrong one afternoon at a Saint Judes’ and Constance’s alumni ball gathered around Christmas. He could see it in the back of his mind, a red dress and a black bow in her hair as she talked to some of the old teaching staff with a champagne glass. He was starstruck as he moved through the crowd so he could get a better look at her, standing between people just far enough from her but close to see her. 

It didn’t take much for him to discover who she was, after all Blair Waldorf did know everyone who had ever frequented Constance and was someone. Turned out she was someone, a Ivy league educated girl who worked downtown at one of the biggest research companies in New York, someone completely out of his limit. It was no secret she was too good for him; heck, she was too good for any man in the Upper East Side. She was also passing through social events, only attending one in a month yet those had been enough for him to make an impression.

He remembered approaching her at the Waldorf fundraiser and introducing himself. That little smile as she shook his hand, her small hand in his as he decided in that precise moment that was his girl. He had somehow managed to schedule a date at this small restaurant and from then on it was smooth sailing. From the sound of her laughing as she twirled the liquid in her glass listening to her story to her warm cheeks as he put his jacket around her.

He loved her more than words could suggest and more than actions could show but now. Now they were enthralled in the most stupid of arguments, at least in his view.

    - Seriously? - Carter put on his coat furiously. - This is the second time this week.

    - I’m sorry, Car. It’s just ... it’s too much and I don’t like it there.

    - Baby, there are people and they’re are throwing me a party to celebrate the firm’s achievements.

   - I know but ...

   - And while you have made it very clear you are not going, I am going. 

Silence settled between the two of them as Y/N looked at him with a mix of both anger and disappointment in her eyes. This was such a stupid argument, yet both of them were fired up.

   - What is this about, baby?

   - I don’t like these events, Carter. You know it, they make me upset, they ... I don’t ...

   - Stop. - he rose his hand to rub the bridge of his nose. - What is this all about, baby? Is this about the party?

   - Of course, Carter, we’ve been fighting about it for an hour.

   - Is this about the party or are you just upset that people will be judging you again because of being with me?

   - Seriously? - she looked incredulously at Carter, raising from the couch as those words left his mouth.

   - Talk to me, Y/N. Tell me. - she took a step back from him as he attempted to approach her, upset at his allegations. However, this merely angered him. - Is that it? You don’t want an ex gambler to tarnish your little miss perfect reputation?

In hindsight, he shouldn’t have said it. Part of him knew that was not the reason but the other part of him was insecure to still question if he had the standing ground to be with her, he was still insecure. She looked at him wide eyed at that statement, lips pursed yet slightly shivering before she turned on her heel to start walking towards her bedroom. The sound of her feet on the wood floors was what woke him up from his anger induced state as he started to go after her but it was too late, he merely arrived to see the door shut on his face.

He knocked on the door, his knuckles bruising as he incessantly called her name but no noise came.

  - Y/N! - he called her name once more. - Y/N, open the door. 

Once again, the call was unanswered and not even the sound of the covers ruffling or any walking was heard. She was ignoring him and he knew, he’d heard it plenty times before that you should think before you speak. But he didn’t, he was angry, he was lashing out and he was self-sabotaging. After all, it was only a matter of time before he did, before he ruined the love he was looking for.

  - Y/N! - he knocked on the door. - I will not fail at this so you can be comfortable. I refuse to not go because you’re embarrassed of me. 

 Once again, no response.

 She didn’t open the door, he spent the whole night against that door but she didn’t. He couldn’t find it in him to go to that party, not after he calmed down and realised he had accused her of things fabricated in her mind. He had no other choice but to return to his flat but even there he was running circles. For the rest of the weekend, he called her like a crazy man, leaving enough voicemails and texts to have someone believe he wasn’t stable; yet, she never replied.

He had tried everything from sending flowers to expensive chocolates and sweets, even a goddamn person to sing at her door. However, the flowers got returned and so did the chocolates. She didn’t want to talk to him, so now he was standing like a ghost in front of her apartment door, shaking from the rain that was pouring down on him. Even the weather was punishing him. 

    - Are you insane? - she opened the entry door to see Carter standing there. - Don’t you have an umbrella?

    - I figured you would take pity on me. 

    - I have no pity for you. - she crossed her arms. - Don’t you have a party you have to attend?

    - I deserve that. - he put his hands in his pockets. - I miss you, baby. 

    - I know, you left me 201 voicemails.

    - I’m so sorry. It was so stupid to say those things to you, that fight was so stupid. 

    - You wouldn’t have said them if you didn’t think it.

    - But baby I do think about it. You are so perfect, you’re way too good for me and everyone knows it. I’m always waiting for the day you’re gonna come up to me and tell me you’ve met someone else.

    - You never talk to me about these things.

    - I get upset when you don’t want to go to parties with me. I want ... I don’t know, I like showing you off. I don’t mean this in a look at my trophy girlfriend way but you’re just so fantastic. - he sighed. - When you don’t go, I just feel like you don’t wanna be seen with me.

   - Where would you get that idea?

   - You barely wanna have dates outside our places, you never accompany me to any party or gathering. You haven’t even introduced me to any of your friends. 

   - That’s not because I don’t wanna be seen with you. - her expression softened. - I don’t think it’s anyone’s business to be in our relationship and I don’t like parties ... or big gatherings. I don’t feel comfortable, I’d rather be home with you. Besides, my friends and my parents know I’m dating you, you’re not a secret, Carter.

   - It sure feels like it.

   - I’m sorry. 

   - I’m sorry too, baby. 

   - That was a stupid fight. - she wrapped her arms around his neck. - Never again.

   - Sure. - he kissed the top of her head. - I love you, baby. 

   - I love you too, you big idiot. Let’s go inside, you’re drenched.

   - Knew you couldn’t resist my body. - he joked making her roll her eyes. - I am joking. I know you like me for things other than my great ability in bed.

   - Who said it was great?

   - Watch it. 

[evansbby]

greek god stomega au, where steve is the son of zeus and omega is the daughter of demeter!

the wizard of oz au, where omega is dorothy and steve is the evil lion who keeps dorothy all to himself?

gossip girl au, i think you answered an ask where omega and steve were watching gossip girl but anyway, bucky would be carter baizen and i feel like bucky would also be gossip girl or peter😭

oh! baker!omega and misogynisticbusinessman!steve, he decides to go to the bakery nearby his workplace/building and sees omega there and eventually leaves his fiance(sharon)

I know this is super ooc for steve and omega but smug artist!steve x shy model!omega

well that was all i could think of, hope you enjoyed reading this!!

OMG OMG OMG you have no idea how much I love this ask! I need to answer it properly and give my thoughts on each AU!!! Bare with me! 💜💜

So firstly, Greek God Stomega AU?? YES PLS! I was a Greek mythology girlie back in the day! (Like my tweens, early teens haha). Steve would be Hades and Omega would be Persephone! Except he wouldn’t be her uncle pls. ORRR maybe Steve could be Apollo since Apollo is the Sun God 😭😭 except everyone thinks he’s this golden boy but actually he’s extremely debauched, promiscuous, MEAN and obsessed with human!omega and wants to make her his!

Bahaha Wizard of Oz Au! I can imagine Steve being the Wicked Wizard of the West hehehe

GOSSIP GIRL STOMEGA AU YES YES YES!! But I feel like it’s very similar to POYT in the sense that the privileged elite go to poyt university! But if poyt uni had a gossip girl, it would DEFFOOO be Peter lmfaooo and HE DOESNT EVEN GO THERE!!!

Omg omega as a baker would be so cute!!! She loves to bake in poyt (but dumbasses keep flinging her brownies out of her hand 🙄) I can imagine businessman!Steve going feral for her bc she’s so cute and little in her pretty apron with flour all over it, and she’s got flour on her cheek and she bakes the BEST cakes and brownies and cookies and Steve stalks her and is in love with her and she’s so friendly and innocent but she doesn’t even know who he is PLS 😂😂

I LOVE THE IDEA OF omega as a model! But it would be a really harrowing, dark story. I can imagine her being forced into modelling from a young age to support her family. She’s super shy and naive but she got scouted at the grocery store or something and landed a photoshoot which gave her a bit of money (which her mom took) so now omega had to drop out of uni to support her family by modelling. And industry people keep wanting to take advantage of her bc she’s so trusting and cute. Buttt she’s not dumb so she’s also wary of all the attention she gets and she just wants to run away from it all. I can imagine smug Artist/photographer Steve wanting to fuck this cute lil innocent omega sooo bad and he manipulates her and takes advantage of her but of course, falls for her in the end in CLASSIC POYT STEVE STYLE

Besties which au is your fav!??

[starbuckie]

𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝

pairing: carter baizen x reader

words: 2.8k words

warnings: SMUT 18+ (d/s tones, sub!carter, both of these bitches are switches who am i kidding, masturbation, panty wearing/jerking off, cumplay, praise kink, degradation kink, mistress kink, oral m, edging, pet names; baby boy), lots of bantering, fwb dynamics, fluff

summary: carter baizen taking orders instead of giving them? manhattan never thought they’d see the day.

a/n: this was 100 percent self-indulgent and i am proud to admit it. please enjoy me and my switch ass :)

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The penthouse was way too fucking empty when Y/N walked in. Despite the fact that it was her residence that she had bought with her money, some family members or a random Constance student always managed to find their way onto her couch when she opened the door, lounging upon the finest burgundies and champagnes at the service of her housemaid. Either that or there was a blue-eyed menace sitting ass-naked at her dining room table, ready to take her apart right there.

Carter Baizen was nothing if not horny. Their… relationship had begun way back in their high school days, with a first date in sophomore year that ended with him eating out her pussy under the clothed table at Butter. They managed to stand each other for a few more dates, all of them turning out just like the first until they realized they were much better as fuck buddies than in a relationship. The golden boy of St. Judes couldn’t sully his reputation with a long-term thing and Y/N wouldn’t waste her time on a boy if he wasn’t serious, and from then on they became friends… in a certain way.

He’d accompany her to their families’ charity galas and red carpet events, holding hands and flashing smiles to the paparazzi before shoving her against the nearest marble bathroom counter and fucking her stupid. Finals weeks were dedicated to Y/N sucking Carter off as “stress relief” and they’d split a bottle of his mom’s favorite Pinot Noir as they studied. They weren’t exclusive, both of them notoriously had affair after affair with other students, teachers, she was sure Carter had fucked some moms here and there senior year, but the one thing that was stable throughout their high school years was each other. They could always rely on one another for a place to crash, to scare away a hookup that didn’t understand what the word no meant, and the Upper East Side cowered in fear of their Bonnie and Clyde-like dynamic. 

Hell, he’d gone “off the grid” for a whole year, and even then he was still finding time to come back to New York and fuck Y/N like a madman. How Gossip Girl never caught him and his insatiable need to get his dick wet was beyond their knowledge. And when he came back to high society, well, that didn’t phase her in the slightest, and she’d even welcomed him to crash at hers after he sulked about Serena kicking him to the streets. It was nice to have a friend living in her lonely penthouse, but that only lasted for so long until he’d been invited back to the Baizen residence by Lydia to “rebuild himself as a new man”. 

Like that had gone so well that last time.

Though their relationship had been ongoing for at least four or five years, it was only after one when she noticed that Carter was making all the calls. He was always the one texting her to see if she was up or blatantly crashing her shopping trips so he could fuck her against the dressing room door, but it didn’t bother her at all. It always managed to fit into her schedule, and even she couldn’t deny that his visits to Bendel's weren’t unwelcome. Plus, she loved when he got all dominant like that. 

Which was why it was such a surprise to Y/N when she entered her bedroom suite to find Carter Baizen jerking off into a pair of her panties, legs spread out on the mint green duvet and forehead covered in a sheen layer of sweat. Her Louboutins nearly dropped out of her loosened grip. His normally gelled chestnut hair was an unkempt mess on his thrown-back head, looking as though he’d run his free hand through it relentlessly. With his eyes shut in ecstasy, she soon saw that his free hand was not free at all, instead massaging his sac with fumbling movements, just trying to search for his release. And his cock, well his cock was fisted in the lacy red material of the lingerie she’d bought a week back, soaked with glistening precome. High-pitched whimpers left his mouth, short puffs of air, and his voice was just audible and scratchy enough for her to hear him moan her name.

It was a sight to see the powerful businessman make such a mess of her panties, and it filled Y/N with nothing but lust. 

She could see his dick throb in his hand, his head twitching so slightly that she wouldn’t even be able to tell that he was close to coming if it weren’t for his quickening breaths and moans. “Shit, shit, shit, oh fuck, Y/N- look so fucking pretty,” he groaned. She genuinely wondered what image of her he had worked up in his mind, and prayed that it wasn’t as weird as his pirate fantasy the last time she caught him jerking off in her shower. His hand worked in corkscrew movements around his cock, and with his hand speeding up he began to spill pearly ropes of cum over his fist, stomach, and the red lacy panties. 

“Carter, if I had known you liked my panties so much, I would’ve gotten you your own set.” Y/N didn’t even let him finish coming before she spoke, dropping her heels off daintily by the door and giving it a gentle shove so they could have some privacy. His eyes, previously shut in bliss, snapped open immediately, the blue rim of his irises already coming back into view. The ropes of creamy liquid continued to cover his skin, his cock throbbing as he finished up his orgasm.

If she wasn’t so turned on by his come covering the lingerie she would have laughed at his beet-red face, but the smirk that kissed her lips managed to do the same damage to his ego. His jaw dropped and he was frozen in absolute shock, and she took immense pleasure in the little whimper that left his throat when she climbed over his body, Tory Burch minidress and all. Two of her manicured fingers lifted his chin up to look at her and- ah, there was that guilty pout she was looking for.

Carter felt powerless under her. Totally and utterly at her will and her disposal, and thought it was an unnatural feeling it most certainly was not an unwelcome one though his face was still flaming red. He tried to brush off her gentle ribbing, rolling his eyes and leaning his face up to hers with what he hoped was a smirk. “You weren’t supposed to be home this early,” he grumbled against her lips.

Y/N chuckled at his attempt to stay cool, slipping her tongue into his mouth while running her nails up his bare abdomen, feeling her fingers drag through his come and his muscles jump under her touch. “This is my home, I think I can come here whenever I want. Though I do have to say this was a welcome surprise, Baizen.” She groaned when one of his hands slipped under the skirt of her dress, dragging up thighs to her core, but she had to pull away from his mouth. Her legs straddled his hips just above his softening cock and she sucked his come off her fingers, watching how his eyes transfixed on her lips. “What made you wanna dig through my panty drawer?”

He snapped out of his reverie, groaning at her question with a push to her stomach. She fell to the other side of the bed with a bounce and dodged the pair of come-soaked panties he flung at her as he got up with a squeal. “I was bored,” he pulled his dark green button-up over his shoulders, “you weren’t back yet, and I was curious. Nothing out of the blue, really, I think you’re just making this a big deal.” Oh, he was embarrassed. “Now I need to get ready and you do too, ‘cause I have to attend my father’s business thing and you promised you’d come with.”

“Oh yeah, I nearly forgot about that. The good old Baizen family company is adopting little Bass’ other start-up, right?” He hummed in agreement, “How cute.”

Carter began to put his boxers back on, but Y/N jumped up and stopped him before he could. Her fingers grasped onto his clothed bicep harshly, her fingertips digging into the muscle he’d built up since returning to the Upper East Side. In her other hand dangled the pair of red panties, the white come smeared across the lacy fabric. She would’ve found his confused look almost adorable, endearing even for the businessman, but at that moment it was annoying and wasting her time.

“Oh, don’t give me that look, Carter, you know what I want you to do.” She taunted with a sinister smirk.

The satisfaction that coursed through her when she saw his Adam’s apple bob in his throat was absolutely delightful. Energy sizzled throughout every inch of the room; she could feel how tense he was in the air they breathed. His opal blue eyes stared wearily at the offending lingerie, and she laughed at his sudden shyness. It was so rare that she held this power over him- he’d never even dare to show subordination anywhere outside the bedroom- but she knew only she wielded that strength to do so. 

“C’mon, baby boy, put them on, won’t you? I bet you’ll look so pretty.” Her fingers wedged under his chin, leaving his throat exposed, bare, all for her to mark up. His breath hitched as she traced her lips from his jawline down his throat, her tongue darting out to taste his sweat-tanged skin. Instinctually his hands darted to grip her waist when she bit down on the dip of his collarbone, biting back a moan so she wouldn’t hear the effect on her. He hated giving her a bigger ego than she already did in moments such as these- but she knew what she held over his body. Tremendous, seductive, glorious power. 

“But- but they’re dirty,” he argued faintly. He felt her smirk against him, her lips pressing one last kiss to his skin before pulling away and admiring how her lipstick stained him.

Her hand smoothed down his shirt and flattened the collar like a mother primping over her son. “Oh, baby boy, you shouldn’t be complaining, you’re very dirty too. Good boys don’t go digging through their mistress’ panties, do they?” She was mocking him and he knew. The name though, oh, he wanted to slap her for ever bringing that up again, but he couldn’t deny the pleasure that coursed through him. 

If anyone else were to enter the room, they would’ve seen Carter with his head thrown back in ecstasy, wanton moans filling the acrid air of his office. Y/N kneeled under the table, her checkered Burberry heels just sticking out from under the desk. 

His cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly and she knew how to make him come with just a few teases of her nails against his taut skin. Hands rubbed up and down his bare thighs slowly, contrasting against the needy, quickening movements of Y/N’s mouth on Carter’s dick. They both knew he was going to come in a few mere seconds- the telltale signs of his blubbering, his mushroom head leaking and twitching against the back of her throat, he was going to blow his load, and soon. 

For just a second, Y/N pulled off of him, leaving him with sweaty, pulled hair and lust-driven eyes that became desperate as soon as he lost contact. “You gonna come soon, baby?” She teased with a smirk. “I think you can last a bit longer, can’t you? Don’t want you looking like a needy little thing, coming in less than a minute.”

Carter was close to crying as tears filled his eyes at her threats. He never knew if they were empty or not. “Please, mistress, please let me come, it hurts so bad.”

Y/N knew he was thinking of that late night with just the dazed look in his eyes. “Yeah, you’re thinking about that again, aren’t you?”

“S’all I can think about,” he mumbled. His embarrassment became more amusing by the second.

She mocked his sentiment, nodding along with sorrowful eyes. “Is that all you can get off to now? I bet it is. I think that night was very fulfilling for both of us after you started sticking to your instincts, baby.”

His eyes flutter shut, making him look like a damn angel in complete bliss.

Got him. 

“Fine, I’ll wear the goddamn panties,” Carter growled. He snatched the material out of her hands abruptly, pulling it up his thighs with quiet anger. “You don’t gotta gloat, Y/N, pride isn’t your look.”

“No, I think this is something worth bragging about. Somehow I got the infamous bastard of the Upper East Side in my drawers.” Her hands covered his as he adjusted the panties up his legs. The band stretched across his v-line, not tight enough to hurt his breathing, but enough to leave dark red indents of lace into his skin later on. His cock fit snugly against the material, pushing its limits and threatening to break. The color really suited him nicely, she had to admit. “It’s okay to give up power sometimes, Baizen. We both know you like it, it’s about time you accepted it.”

Carter watched as she parted his chest affectionately, tracing her path to the large walk-in closet behind him. The large, carved-out doors closed behind her, and he was left standing half-naked like a fool in the middle of her room. It sounded like boxes being shoved and dropped around inside, metal scratching against metal as she sifted through her endless designer pieces to find something suitable. He started to pull his pants back on, clumsily, fumbling around at the odd feeling of the dirty fabric rubbing against his most sensitive parts. Y/N could also hear him get ready to leave, with all his jumping and groaning, and more crashes were heard as she seemed to search for something before he walked away. 

“Hold on!” Her voice came through muffled, but the brunette man left his unbuttoned pants around the middle of his thighs, anticipating what she held in store next for him. Not that he was excited to feel his power slip away from him or anything like that.

Y/N emerged from the dark closet with ruffled hair, a hanger with what he assumed was a Valentino custom, and an orange object in her hand. Actually, as he focused his eyes on it closer, it looked more and more like a… no.

Why would she have one of those?

She snorted at the shocked expression he wore, brushing past him to set the dress on the bed gently. “You look surprised to see a gal have sex toys, Carter, it’s like you don’t know us at all.”

“Is that a… cock ring?”

“Glad you know what that is.” She kneeled at his feet, the familiar sight of her mischievous eyes peering up at him threatening to make him hard again. Her nails scratched against his smooth skin as she pushed the material to the side, leaving his aroused cock bare in front of her eyes. With a soft kiss to his tip, she rolled the orange silicone up to the base of his cock. “It vibrates too,” she tucked him back into the sheer material, standing up to kiss the corner of his mouth, “and I’ve got the control.”

He shuddered at her lustful words, falling forwards to try and chase her lips when she pulled away. “Why do you even have that- actually, who have you used that on?”

Y/N laughed at his incredulous tone, walking away with a sway of her hips as she answered. “Branson McDonald at your Miami party in junior year. Said he never came harder in his life, so you can thank me later, baby.”

“That’s revolting, did you even fucking- oh shit.” Though she was already halfway down the stairs as she pressed on the remote, his moans reverberated through the penthouse, so much that she just knew the maid would hear him and know exactly what was going on. She simply just hummed, skipping down the stairs elegantly with her baby blue Valentino in hand, ready to shower off the remains of Carter’s sins on her body, and ready for him to make some new ones.

[jobean12-blog]

A Hands-on Activity

Pairing: Carter Baizen x reader

Word Count: 473

Summary: The party is boring. The wine helps but not enough to keep you there. Thankfully the ride up to the penthouse is fun and there’s more wine. 

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ drunk drabbles clean up the archive challenge and the sexy prompt from my lovely friend @book-dragon-13​ and the @redhead-wine-and-literature-club​ Drunk in Love challenge: day 16- wine. Hope you enjoy and thank you all for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤

Warnings: alcohol consumption, a curse word, a hand job, smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE)

*Do not click keep reading unless you are 18+ years of age, thank you! *

Carter’s hand is tight around yours as he presses the button for the penthouse, the bottle of wine he’s holding clanking loudly against the metal control panel.

“Shhhhhh Carter. We don’t want anyone to know we left the party!” you whisper shout with only a slight slur to your words.

This is the second bottle of wine you two had shared and Carter was having a hard time keeping his hands to himself.

“I don’t care beautiful. I’m already having more fun,” he purrs against your lips, backing you into the elevator when the doors open. His kiss is as intoxicating as the wine, the sweet flavor lingering on his tongue and making you even more lightheaded.  

He pulls away to chug more of the wine then passes the remainder of the bottle to you. You down it in one delicious gulp and drop it unceremoniously to the floor. The elevator doors close and Carter presses you against the mirrored wall, his lips trailing down the column of your neck.

Your fingers work open the button of his pants and you push them down his thighs. You reach your hand into his boxers and run your palm over his silky hardness.

His head falls to the crook of your neck and his breathing is hard as he rocks his hips against you.

“Fuck baby, that feels so good,” he pants.

You swirl your finger around the tip of his cock and collect the precum, rubbing it along the length of him with a tight grip.

When you release him and start to slide down the wall he stops you with a sinful smirk.

“Not your mouth, just your hands,” he simpers. “I dare you princess.”

“You’re such a brat Carter,” you tease before kissing the tip and pushing yourself back up.

Taking him in your hand, you work your fingers over his cock and squeeze. Your lips meet his neck, and you suck gently on his pulse point, purring when he lets out a small whimper.  

He places both of his hands on the wall next to your head, whispering filthy promises into your ear while you work him over.

The open buttons of his shirt show off the light sheen of sweat coating his chest and the dazed look on his face tell you he’s close. You quicken your pace and add just the right amount of pressure. His pink lips part in a loud moan as he coats your hand with his warm cum.

As you slow your movements you realize that the elevator doors are open, and you’ve reached the penthouse.

“It’s a good thing we’re the only ones staying here,” he whispers before his hand smooths up the slit of your dress.

“And there is plenty more wine,” you add, dragging him out of the elevator by his shirt.

[imagine-that]

Win you back

Pairing: Carter Baizen x Bass!reader

Warnings: a little angsty, kinda sad at some parts, bad writing tbh 🤪🥴🙃

AN: I have been working on this for WAYYYYYYYYYY too long for it to suck this much

“Babe I’m here.” You call, walking into the kitchen of your boyfriend’s family’s home.

You walk around the penthouse, looking for him. Finally his mother appears, eyes glued to her phone.

“He’s in his room.” She mutters, walking away before you can even say thank you.

You shrug to yourself, knowing better than to bother her at all. Turning the corner, you make your way over to his room.

It seemed as though you were always there. His parents were used to you just walking in, as was the maid.

“Hey Baby, your mom told me you were in here and-.” You start as you enter the doorway, stopping when you see the mess of his bedroom. His clothes are tossed all over the place, empty hangers fill the closet and the thing that really makes you stop is the duffel bag laying across the bed.

“Oh! Hey y/n...” He says as he walks out of the en-suite, looking surprised to see you.

“Hi... what’s- what’s all this?” You ask, a feeling of unease settling into the pit of your stomach.

“I,” he begins, tossing some of the clothes and other junk into the bag as he speaks. “Am leaving. I’m sick of this place. And of all this stupid glamour.” He finishes, a smile on his face as he finally looks up at you for the first time since you’d gotten there.

“Oh? And where are you off to then?” You ask with a playful smile of your own, hands on your hips.

“Anywhere I want to.” He responds.

You grin, sitting down on the bed. “Sounds like fun. What if I, say, came with you?” You ask, looking over at him hopefully.

“No!” He exclaims, making you jump a little. “Sorry, I just mean no.” He sighs.

“And why not?” You ask with a frown, feeling a little bit hurt.

“Like I said, I want to get away from all of the stupid glamour.” He mutters, looking back at his things.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You demand with a scoff.

He groans, finally looking over at you again.

“I mean, you’re a part of this place.” He blurts, looking away again as your bottom lip starts to tremble.

“W-what?” You ask sadly.

“You’ve faded into all the glamour y/n. You’re exactly like all the spoiled, gossiping rich girls at Constance.” He cries, shaking his head a little.

“Excuse you?” You demand, glaring over at him.

“I need to get away. From you, from this city, from the money hungry people. It’s nothing personal.” He shrugs nonchalantly, as though he hadn’t just single handedly shattered your heart.

You march up to him, slapping him hard across the face.

“I can’t believe I’ve wasted so much time on someone who would talk about me or my friends like that. Go to hell Carter.” You hiss, tears stinging your eyes as you storm out the door, letting it slam harshly behind you.

You quickly walk back to the elevator and press down, not looking back at all.

—————————————————

Stepping off the platform you sigh, looking around you at the familiarities of the old train station. Memories come flooding back, making you remember the pain and suffering you endured while you were last in New York.

Much like Serena, you’d ran away from your problems. You figured bits of your shattered heart could probably still be found around the city, fragments of your past turned to dust by now.

“Hey! You’re finally here!” Serena exclaims excitedly, pulling you in for a tight hug.

You laugh softly, embracing her and her sickeningly sweet perfume before grabbing your suitcase from behind you.

“Hey. It’s great to be back.” You say, looking around almost hopefully.

“He isn’t here.” She says simply.

You sigh, beginning to walk with her quietly.

“I figured he wouldn’t be.” You say softly, a sad smile appearing on your face.

“He’s not even in New York anymore. It’s like he disappeared or something. So I’m sure you won’t see any of him. Definitely not at the ball.” She assures you, squeezing your arm in support.

“Yeah. Probably not.” You hum absentmindedly. You shake your head a bit, blinking yourself out of the past. “Whatever. Where’s my idiot of a big brother anyway?” You ask, forcing a smile to spread across your lips.

“Surprisingly, he’s not at the empire. He’s actually at cotillion rehearsal.” She says with a roll of her eyes, making you giggle a little.

“Oh? I’m shocked.” You laugh as the two of you climb into the back of the car parked outside just for you.

The drive is silent, you looking out the window in thought of the past and Serena on her phone, leaving you be. She knew better than anyone, even your brother, how much you needed space when it came to thinking of him.

“So, who’s your escort to the ball tonight?” You ask, trying to fill the silence.

“Oh, I’m not going. I just didn’t take much interest in it anymore.” She says with a shrug.

“Ah. I’m sure Cece is pleased.” You say teasingly, smiling a bit.

“I haven’t told her yet but I’m sure she’ll understand.” She says and you raise an eyebrow but she merely shrugs.

After dropping your luggage off back at the hotel, the two of you go off to the dance studio where you find the majority of your old schoolmates in the middle of dance practice, twirling and switching partners with ease.

You watch as your brother dances around with the girls who, to no ones surprise, were practically drooling over him along with his best friend.

“Oh great, y/n is back.” Blair says sarcastically as she comes over and pulls you into a hug, making you laugh a bit.

Though Blair could be hostile, she and Serena had become your honourary family over the years which happened to mean you were used to it.

“Hi B. Good to see you too.” You say with a smile, leaning back against the wall.

“Why aren’t you getting your ass out there? I thought you were taking part in cotillion this year.” She asks.

You let out a sigh and push a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Yeah I was. Then... I just don’t feel it anymore I guess.” You say with a shrug and a half smile. She nods a bit, understanding what you mean. She quickly rushes back into the crowd and continues with the dancing, smiling apologetically your way as she glides past.

“So why are you here if you’re not going?” You ask Serena, not taking your eyes off of the couples.

“I’m meeting with grandma and Dan so they can meet.” She explains and you nod, following her through the bodies of dancing teenagers as she goes running over to the boy you’d heard so much about.

“Oh, Dan this is y/n, Chucks little sister. Y/n, this is Dan, my boyfriend and his little sister Jenny.” She introduces with a smile.

Dan waves awkwardly and you nod in greeting, too busy watching the dancers to speak.

As much as you didn’t want to take part in the cotillion, you couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the traditions of the whole thing. The dancing was the best part, something magical about moving in sync with everyone else in the room.

Lily enters the room, talking on the phone with one of the many organizers of the event. She lectures them for a moment about how Cece wouldn’t be happy if she didn’t have it exactly her way.

You for one, knew for a fact that that was true.

“Y/n, darling you’re back.” She exclaims as she slips her phone in her bag, hugging you quickly.

“Yeah I figured it was about time and you know there’s no time like the present.” You tell her with a smile and she smiles back warmly.

The two of you chat for a moment but soon Cece arrives and Lily is back to being busy with her planning and with her family.

You stand by your lonesome, swaying to the music as you watch your old friends together, ignoring the nagging feeling of nostalgia tugging at your heart.

When the music stops, your brother comes waltzing over to you with a sly grin.

“Ah so my baby sister finally decides to return to society.” He comments and you roll your eyes, smiling a bit.

“Oh shush. I was away at school, not dead.” You giggle, hugging him tightly. He reluctantly hugs back, knowing you wouldn’t let go unless he did.

To many people, your brother was cold and closed off and a perve. To you, he was a big old softie with a wall around his heart, keeping him closed off to anyone he felt necessary. Still a perve, you knew that much. Just not around you.

“Let’s go runt, you’ll see everyone later.” He says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“Yeah yeah. See ya Serena.” You call over your shoulder and she smiles and waves as you walk away.

——————————————————

That night as you sit at the hotel painting another coat of nail polish over your toes, your phone starts ringing. You pick it up, holding it close to your ear and carefully putting down the brush.

“Hello, y/n speaking.” You say, listening for a response.

“Hello darling. It’s Cece.” The woman you remembered so well says sweetly from the other end.

“Oh hi Cece. I’m sorry we didn’t have the chance to catch up earlier.” You say, sitting up a little straighter even though you know she’s not actually in the room with you.

“It’s fine dear, don’t even mention it. I just called to ask if you would consider helping me plan the rest of the cotillion. You always have had an eye for detail, I’d love to have you there as a second opinion.” She asks hopefully.

You look out the large window at the darkened New York sky, pondering your options.

“I’d love to.” You reply, already regretting your decision.

“Oh lovely. The tea that Blair is throwing is tomorrow so you can come with Serena and we’ll discuss it then.” She says.

“Alright, I will be there. Goodnight Cece.” You say back sweetly, not bothering to mouth your confusion to Serena coming to tea. She says a quick goodnight and hangs up the phone.

You sigh, wondering why you decided this was a good idea.

A few hours later, your brother once again comes barging into your room without so much as a knock.

“Chuck, you do realize there’s a door there for a reason right?” You ask him, moving over to make room for him to sit down.

“I’m aware.” He replies.

“Then why didn’t you use it? For all you know I could’ve been changing.” You remind him with your arms crossed over your chest.

“Oh please. I have girls around here often enough that you know not to leave the door open when you’re changing in case I have company.” He says with a doubtful eyebrow raised.

“I’ve also been gone for about a year. What if I had forgotten?” You point out.

He rolls his eyes. “I know you. You have a good memory, you don’t forget anything.” He says simply and you shrug, knowing he’s right.

“Alright then. What exactly did you need?” You ask, leaning back into the pile of pillows behind you.

“”I heard you’re helping with cotillion. You sure you can handle that?” He questions, examining your face for any sign of upset.

“I’ll manage thanks. How’d you even know about that so fast?” You ask, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“A little Waldorf told me.” He says with a smirk.

You make a disgusted expression and smack his arm with a pillow, recoiling a bit.

“That is one of my best friends you’re talking about. And she’s technically your best friends girlfriend. You’re lucky I don’t like drama otherwise I’d have told Nate by now.” You scold seriously.

Chuck scoffs. “You’d betray your own brother like that sis?” He asks, feigning hurt.

You nod. “He’s also one of my best friends. I definitely would.” You say as you pull a blanket over your body.

He laughs a bit, rolling his eyes. “Always the loyal one sis.” He remarks sarcastically before making his way out of your room.

You curl up more, trying to get yourself used to to living in your fathers hotel instead of a quaint dorm room again.

After a few hours of fitful tossing, turning and overthinking, you finally drift off.

——————————————————

“Ah y/n, there you are!” Cece exclaims as you come out of the elevator to Blair’s penthouse.

You’d decided against coming with Serena when she’d told you she was coming with Dan, not feeling like being a miserable third wheel.

“Hi Cece.” You greet with a welcoming smile, pulling your bag over your shoulder a little more.

She gives you a moment, rushing around as you pull off your coat and put it down with your purse and then she comes rushing back, clearly enthralled with the planning.

“Alright dear, I’ve had one of the other volunteers set up a table over here for you to work at. You can also participate in the tea of course, it’s just until everyone else arrives.” She instructs and you nod, taking a seat at the table she pointed out.

You sit there for a good hour, working out the last minute details Cece had no clue what to do with.

By the time you’re finally through everything, the majority of the debutants are sitting in Blair’s living room, listening to Ceces stories in complete fascination.

You recognize the story shes telling and decide it would be a good time to get food, walking over to where you see Dorota standing, ready to help anyone who needed it.

“Hi Dorota!” You say happily, having missed her more than most others. She was always happy to see you over with Blair and Serena when you were young.

“Oh miss y/n! It’s been so long.” She says cheerfully, pouring you a cup of tea.

You gladly take it, chattering a bit with Dorota until she has to get back to work.

You stand in a corner by yourself, not wanting to bother anyone as you try to listen to more stories but your train of thought continues to go back to the time where you were happier than ever on the Upper East Side.

Your thoughts are interrupted as you hear the one name you thought you’d never have to hear again.

“Serena darling, this is Carter Baizen. Your escort for tomorrow night.” Cece introduces and you feel your heart practically stop and you swear you hear it’s slow cracking.

How you hadn’t noticed him with her at all before Serena arrived, you had no clue. You didn’t really care either. You just wanted to be able to disappear into the floors and never come back here.

Memories flood through your brain, making you wince a bit as you feel the starts of an incoming headache.

“Y/n are you ok?” Isabelle asks, clearly concerned.

You wave a hand as best you can, feeling like your feet are glued in place.

“Yeah totally fine. Just busy you know?” You offer, forcing yet another smile.

She nods slowly, clearly not completely buying your response but obviously not caring enough to pester you for more of an answer.

Knowing better than her minions ever did, Blair hurries over to you as subtle as possible.

“Oh my god, I cannot believe he’s here.” She murmurs, sneering at his back. “The nerve of that boy. Are you ok?” She asks, turning back to you with a much softer expression.

“Fine. Nothing I can’t handle.” You mutter, staring down at the floor and away from your former love.

“Are you sure? Because I can have him thrown out of here if you want. It’d be more mercy than he deserves but.” She asks, trailing off a bit.

You smile weakly, squeezing Blair’s hand a bit.

“As oddly sweet as that is B, I’m fine. I swear.” You respond. She sighs, clearly bored by the idea of not being allowed to mess with him.

You usher her away, knowing how badly she wants to go mingle and walk over to the food, grabbing something you can shove into your mouth.

“Very classy y/n.” A voice says from behind you and you turn around, looking at him wide eyed with your mouth full. You quickly swallow the food in your mouth, trying not to choke in the process.

“Baizen. I’d say it’s good to see you but I’d be lying.” You mutter, crossing your arms over your chest to keep from figetting too much.

“Ah, the classic Bass hospitality I see.” He notes sarcastically, his overly confident smirk in place.

“I save it just for you.” You retort with an icy smile.

“Ah yes, that’s exactly what I thought.” He replies, popping an appetizer into his mouth.

“Oh because you know me so damn well.” You mutter bitterly, voice dripping with sarcasm.

He rolls his eyes. “Yes actually, I like to think I do.” He says, lowering his voice so only you can hear him.

“Well, you thought wrong but are we really that surprised about that?” You growl, narrowing your eyes in his direction.

“What are you doing here Carter, no one here likes you.” You ask bluntly.

“It seems Cece does. And besides, I was asked.” He replies nonchalantly, taking a teacup filled with something that is definitely not tea.

“Oh please, Cece only asked you because you were once the model son. She just hasn’t seen your true colours yet.” You hiss with a smile still grazing your lips.

He scoffs, watching in amusement as you walk away gracefully, walking over to find Cece.

By the time you find her, Carter has already been talking with her for a while. You scowl at him before plastering on a smile and aiming it in Ceces direction.

“Oh y/n dear, perfect timing! Carter was just about to tell us all about his endeavours!” She says excitedly as she guides you and the other girls over to a seat around the Waldorf coffee table.

Though you try to excuse yourself several times, you’re forced to sit and listen to Carter boast about his travels, making small and nearly unnoticeable digs at Serena every now and then, trying to gauge a reaction from her.

You feel a twinge of hurt, wondering where they could have possibly been travelling together and why it was such a big deal to him.

“I can still kick him out.” Blair singsongs in your ear as she passes by again. You laugh, rolling your eyes a little.

“B, it’s fine.” You assure her for the hundredth time, hoping it’s believable.

She walks off with a shrug and you stand, not sure how much more of his voice you can take.

Excusing yourself, you walk back over to the table and drown your sorrows in tea and the last minute cotillion details.

——————————————————

“Ok so the girls line up on the stairs and wait to be announced-“ Cece begins, pointing out the places as she explains.

“Cece, I’ve seen so many of these since I was a little kid. I know how they go.” You promise, squeezing her hand in reassurance.

“Alright dear, I have to go get ready so I’ll leave you to it, feel free to change in the bathroom over there if you don’t have to time to go home.” She instructs, waving as she walks over to the door.

You finish setting up after a few hours, quickly rushing into the bathroom and changing into the sleek y/f/c dress you’d brought with you, knowing full well you didn’t have time to get back to the hotel and change.

You fix up your hair and apply a layer of lip gloss before walking out, shoving your makeup bag, clothes and anything else you’d brought into your bag and discreetly placing it in the coat room along with everyone else’s things.

Walking out into the ballroom, you find all the girls and their escorts on the stairs. Quickly, you fix them into the order of their names being called and Jenny rushes around you to help Serena with her statement.

“Hey beautiful. What’s wrong?” You hear Carter say as Serena frowns down at the paper in her hands. You feel another twinge of hurt at the name.

“Serena, either fix your statement or live with it but I have to get it back to the announcer so please hurry.” You mutter, rushing past to fix all the others order and such.

You quickly go down the lineup, fixing the ties of the escorts too lazy to do it themselves, cursing yourself for getting involved in the event in the first place.

As you work you way through them, you fill with dread as you reach Carter.

“Need any help?” You hiss icily, glaring at his blue eyes.

“Please?” He asks cockily, grinning a little as you stand on your tiptoes to fix his tie.

“You know y/n, I’d much rather be escorting you, no matter how beautiful Serena may be.” He murmurs, gazing into your own eyes.

You bite your lip to keep from shouting at him, quickly untieing the knot he’d made and delicately redoing it to a satisfactory level.

“Should’ve thought of that before I was dead to you.” You whisper before moving on down the rest of the line.

You can’t help but feel his eyes watch your every move as you lean close to several of the helpless boys to fix their messy tie jobs.

Finally you finish and walk over to stand with Jenny, watching the cotillion.

It goes perfectly until they arrive at Serena’s statement. You cover your face with your hands in horror the more the announcer reads, cringing at the thought of Ceces reaction.

You knew the minute it was read that it was Carters doing and you felt yourself fill with rage once again.

You stand to the side with your arms folded in frustration while you watch the debutantes dance around the ballroom contently.

Once the dancing had begun, everything was back to its initial perfection and you felt yourself not only mentally but also physically relax, letting your shoulders release the tension you’d hardly noticed until then.

Suddenly, a boy you’d never seen before comes up to you, offering a hand and asking you to dance with him.

Not wanting to be rude, you nod, taking his hand in yours and walking over to the dance floor.

He places a hand on your waist, a little too close to your ass for your comfort but you ignore it, not fully caring as you get into the proper position for yourself.

But before you can even start moving, you notice Carter coming towards you from the corner of your eye, looking like an angry and jealous version of himself.

Before you have the chance to stop him or even register what’s happening, Nate stops him dead in his tracks and punches him in the face. The two start fighting to the ground before you pull yourself together, walking over and helping one of the other poor organizers pull them apart from each other.

“What the hell was that?” You growl at Nate.

“He was making a move on Blair.” He mutters back, fighting against your already weak grip.

You heave a sigh, smacking his arm.

“You’re an idiot! He has no interest in Blair. That I am sure of.” You exclaim, trying to drag him away from the party to prevent even more of a scene than he already made.

Ignoring everything else going on around you, you get one of the other escorts to help you drag him up to the entrance.

You run a hand through your hair and leave him there without another word, on your way back up the stairs when you see Serena taking care of Carter in the hallway. You stop where you are, hiding behind a wall.

Listening in, you feel a bunch of twinges of hurt when you hear him tell her that it hurt when she left him alone.

Wiping away a tear and taking a deep breath, you walk over, hands on your hips.

“Serena, you can get back to the party if you’d like. I can handle this.” You suggest, barely looking over at Carter.

“Oh... uh, ok. Sure. Sorry again.” She says to Carter before walking quickly away, her heels clicking on the floor.

“So...” Carter says, holding the ice to his eye.

“I knew someday you’d get socked in the face, I just figured me or my brother would be the one to do it.” You joke, sitting down next to him and grabbing the ice, gently dabbing it on his eye yourself.

“And I would’ve deserved it.” He admits, a ghost of a smile on his face.

You laugh a little, looking down at your lap. “Yes you would have.” You agree, feeling very reminiscent of the moments you’d spent together.

“I missed that laugh.” He says with a slightly bigger smile.

You roll your eyes. “Always the charmer, huh Baizen?” You tease, a soft smile on your lips.

“I suppose so, though, I never seem to charm the girls I really want.” He shrugs.

“Carter... those things you said... they- they hurt. They hurt a lot.” You start, tears in your eyes.

He looks away, a frown on his face.

“Yeah... I realized that after I said them. I regretted everything after I said it. I don’t know what made me decide to.” He sighs, running his hands through his hair.

“You were a total asshole. I’m still kind of glad Nate punched you.” You murmur with a small smile.

He chuckles a little. “Yeah I was. I hope you don’t think I still am.” He says sort of sheepishly.

You laugh a bit, a hand on his shoulder.

“What?” He asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Just remembering Nate socking you in the face.” You continue giggling, a smile taking over his face as you do.

“It isn’t that funny! But I’m glad you think so.” He chuckles.

Meeting his eyes again, you can’t help but let the memories of everything good between you come flooding back. Soon, you can hardly contain yourself, smashing your lips right onto his own in a moment of heat and desperation.

He returns the gesture, kissing you passionately, his hands trailing down your spine and leaving shivers in their place.

As you both pull away breathlessly, your eyes meet again and a glimmer of mischief appears in his.

“Guess that means I’m forgiven?” He asks hopefully, a grin spreading.

You giggle a bit, picking the ice pack back up and resting it back over his eye. “We’ll see about that Baizen.” You tease, but you both know you’re too enthralled with him to ever stay completely mad.

[daydreaming-nerd]

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Masterlist

Created: 03/23/20

Last Updated: 03/18/24

Adam Driver 

Arvin Russell

Bucky Barnes 

Stephen Strange

Steve Rogers

Peter Parker

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Tony Stark

Loki

Mini Series:

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Loki x Fem!Reader

House of M 

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Darcy Lewis x Jimmy Woo

S.W.O.R.D. Chronicles

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Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader

The Maximoff Games

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Avengers x Justice League x Marvel!DC!Crossover x !FemReader

Avenge Justice

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Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Queens

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Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Falcon and Winter Soldier

Reformed

Aaron Hotchner

Spencer Reid 

Tobias Eaton

Brian O’Conner 

Jess Mariano

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

.

Chuck Bass Mini Series:

Midnight

Bill Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Newt Scamander

.

Draco Malofy Mini Series:

Mikaelson Diaries 

Jay Gatsby

Luke Patterson

Peter Pevensie

Mini Series:

Winter Is Coming 

Percy Jackson 

.

Mini Series: 

Heroes of Olympus

Toby Cavanaugh

Jason Dilaurentis

Caleb Rivers

Carl Gallagher

Anakin Skywalker

Kylo Ren

Kylo Ren Series

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Dean Winchester

Mini Series:

StrangerNatural 

Jonah Simms

Stiles Stilinski

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Klaus Mikaelson

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Lorenzo St. John

Timothée Chalamet

Jacob Black

Mini Series:

When Night Comes

Peter Kavinsky

Tom Holland

Tom Hiddleston 

Sweet Pea

FP Jones

Jughead Jones

Steve Trevor

Writing Gravyard

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Fandom List

Prompt List

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2021 Birthday Requests

2021 Trope Madness

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