#chat: serena van der woodsen.

[henryxdetamble]

When sunlight hit his eyes, Henry groaned, rolling onto his back, the pounding in his head only moving with him. He so desperately wanted to fall back asleep, but fearing the nausea wasn't just a hangover, Henry knew he had to wake up in case he travelled. Unfortunately, he was never allowed to be irresponsible for long. Forcing his eyes open, Henry noticed for the first time that he wasn't alone. Long blonde hair splayed across his arm, and he squinted at the sleeping woman, trying to recall their night together. There were bits and pieces, enough to make him feel okay about it. He was confident they'd had a good time, even if they'd both wake to regret it. "Morning," he greeted, noticing her stirring. Fuck, what was her name? He rubbed his eyes. "So... I'm an asshole, I'm sorry. What was your name again? I swear it's S something, and now that I've said that, I'm worried that's not even close. I just can't fucking think right now."

[juniebugbambi]

ok im going start rewatching gossip girl now ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

[strideofpride]

Chapters: 3/10 Fandom: Gossip Girl (TV 2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Serena van der Woodsen & Blair Waldorf, Dan Humphrey/Serena van der Woodsen, Dan Humphrey/Blair Waldorf Characters: Serena van der Woodsen, Blair Waldorf, Dan Humphrey, Nate Archibald, Henry Bass, Original Child Character(s) Additional Tags: POV Multiple, Post Series, Future Fic, pretty much everything from the original series is canon but reboot canon is ignored, feat. dairfair & derena failmarriage, chuck exists but is not present, nobody broke the cycle Summary:

"Do you ever feel like our whole lives have been planned out for us? That we're just gonna end up like our parents?" - Gossip Girl Season 1, Episode 1

[poppypickle]

Half-Finished Fic Fest

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

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

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

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

“Uncle Dan, I need your help.”

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

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

“What can I do for you, kiddo?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Henry quirks an eyebrow up. “Really?”

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

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

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

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

“How many?”

“20.”

Dan’s eyebrows shoot up into his hairline.

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

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

[beautifulsnake2162020]

15 questions 15 people

Thank you to @igotanidea I wasn't expecting to be tagged 😅

Nickname: "Belle" because my friends and I know someone whose name is "Linda". Also it's easier to call me that when chatting publicly if they're too in a hurry to write "Belinda".

Sign: Libra

Height: 5'3

Last Thing I Googled: High Valyrian dictionary

Song Stuck in My Head: Phantom of the Opera russian version with Dmitry Yermak and Yelena Bakhtiyarova (I don't speak a word of Russian but as a life long Phan, I can honestly say in each of their live performances I felt the magnetism, romance and seduction between the two)

I mean just look how they move:

Number of Followers: 180 (Thank you to everyone who puts up with my shenanigans 😅)

Amount of Sleep: I think you mean amount of 90 minute naps. I mean I try?😂🥲😅

Dream Job: Hopefully I become a Public International Law lawyer if I couldn't be a diplomat. But I'm not gonna lie, I wanted to be an Opera singer because of Christine Daae. But then after learning how expensive the training is - might as well become a lawyer and not mix business with pleasure.

Wearing: Mint geen

Movies/Books That Summarize You: I honestly have no idea. I think this is better asked for my followers or friends.

Favorite Song: Point of no return - Yes I know another Phantom song. But this song was my sexual awakening and whenever I want to feel desired this is what I play.

Favorite Instrument: Violin

Aesthetic: Academia in general mixed with Bohemian chic from Blake Lively's Serena van der Woodsen and the poshness of Leighton Meester's Blair Waldorf. If I need to be lucky I wear Black and White channelling Yennefer from the Witcher series. My favorite color combinations include black and gold, beiges with soft pinks with a dramatic violet eyeshadow (for work wear), but I also love vibrant colors like red, teal, azure or Sapphire blue, and green.

Favorite Authors: Ask me that again after I graduate hahahuhuhu I miss reading non-law novels.

Random Fun Fact: My interest in International Relations began with Hetalia (I haven't kept up with it right now though).

I nominate: @rinadragomir @lady-phasma @aemonds-war-crime @scummy-writes @mxrgodsstuff @theapocalypse-is-nigh @fairy-marshmallow @lulu-the-smol-floof @miss-scarletletter @hqissodelicate

[livelyexposed]

✍ + Taylor Swift

TayTay, @taylorexposed

I only hope that this letter finds you while you're on your magical amazing tour. I can't start this letter without first saying how much our friendship means to me. I'm so happy that our friend groups brought us together. I always knew there was something special about you — your warmth, your wit, and that undeniable spark that lights up every room you walk into. You are the true Serena Van der Woodsen of the real world.

Watching you navigate the highs and lows of life and fame with such grace and authenticity has been nothing short of inspiring. You've shown me what it means to stay true to yourself, to embrace vulnerability, and to celebrate every moment, both big and small. You are so present and I am in constant awe of you.

Our conversations, whether over drinks or late-night chats, have been some of the most enriching and meaningful moments in my life. Your wisdom and perspective have guided me through challenges and uncertainties, reminding me of the power of resilience.

As we've laughed, cried, and danced our way through life's chapters, I've come to cherish our bond more than words can express.

Thank you for being you, Swiftie— for your artistry, your courage, and your unwavering friendship. I am beyond grateful for the memories we've made and the journey we continue to share. Here's to many more adventures, laughs, and heart-to-heart conversations.

With all my love,

Blake

[eveningelvis]

RULES FOR REQUESTS

˚⋅📏‿ navigation masterlist about_me

STARTING OFF STRONG WITH WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE . . .

smut, i'm fifteen and don't have experience so it would be shitty and weird to write at my age. anything to do with getting freaky is off limits, so i shouldn't have to make a lengthy list of kinks i will not write for.

i will also not write incest pedophilia, or beastiality. there isn't much to explain, and nobody should have to ask "why?" either way.

i will NOT write anything to do with piss, scat, or spitting. piss and scat is self explanatory, and i just do not like saliva (even my own i fear.)

i will also not write for celebrities, idk. i just think there's a huge difference between writing for a fictional character and an actual person i guess. i love to talk about celebrities though (your sign to chat me up)

finally, i will not (can not) write male reader. i can write gender neutral and female pov, but i lack the thought process of a man so i cannot fully write something from the male perspective. i can totally write about dudes tho.

WHO I WILL WRITE FOR . . .

∿ gossip girl .ᐟ

‣ i'll write for any and all characters except for the old rich men. i'm only halfway through season two, so my knowledge of some characters aren't the best but as i get futher into the show i may tweak some things on this list.

some characters that i like . . . blair waldorf, serena van der woodsen, chuck bass, nate archibald, and lily van der woodsen.

some characters that i don't really like . . . dan humphrey. my apologies, but i fear i am not attracted to penn badgley in this show. i can't unimagine him with that fuck ass hair in season one. i am open to reqs for him, but i can't promise that i'll pay much attention to him.

∿ the boys / gen v .ᐟ

‣ i'll write for literally any character except for billy butcher.

some of my favorite characters . . . victoria neuman, hughie campbell, sister sage, the deep, and cate dunlap. neuman is alive and well in my dreams.

some characters that i don't really like . . . butcher.

∿ yellowjackets .ᐟ

‣ i have no limits for yellowjackets! i love all my characters and would be up to write anything for them :-)

[vdwoodsen]

" i know you're troy bolton. the lead singer of the wildcats. you were on the cover of rolling stone last month."

she grins, amused by the way her own words sound ( oh, so you're serena van der woodsen! i've heard so much about you ... ), she would hate it if she heard it from other people. she can't tell quite yet if troy bolton is that kind of guy star who loves the sound of his name in other people's mouths, or if he'd rather just vanish into the crowd. then again, ten years ago, serena loved the idea of people recognizing her on the street -- nowadays? she'd rather not hear whatever crazy rumor new york's socialité community has cooked up about her this month.

thus, by the time 2 am strikes on the clock, she confesses to the man that she's known his identity all along. the lounge is half empty by this point, but she has enjoyed his company a lot when they were just two strangers having a drink and chatting about meaningless things.

" though it was fun hanging out with you when we were just some guy and some girl. maybe we can do it again sometime." @boltns ft. troy bolton.

[vanderwoodlings]

So I made this post about ladybug!dan/chat noir!serena and—

1. When Dan first sees Serena, she’s near the front of a classroom, Blair Waldorf and Nate Archibald both hovering around her, the three of them curled together like a single unit, talking.

Blair has a smile that looks almost human, he thinks. Then he figures the blonde is the new girl everyone’s been so excited about, and that he really doesn’t get it. She’s just another rich kid.

His next few days are—well, it’s hectic, to say the least, getting magic superpowers and trying to figure out how they work. When he comes down, though, he’s standing outside in the rain, not walking to his bus stop but waiting for his dad to come pick him up and take him to the dentist’s.

“Of all the days,” he can’t help but say, looking up into the rain, “you choose today?”

“Hey,” someone says next to him, and he turns. Serena van der Woodsen, holding an umbrella awkwardly towards him. “We can share, if you want?”

“I—me?” he asks, gesturing to himself like an idiot, but she only laughs and steps closer, holding her umbrella over the both of them.

It’s silly, and basic human decency, and he realizes that she has really nice hair, and yeah, Dan melts into the rain the second her town car is around the corner. “Jenny, I think I’m in love.”

2. He doesn’t really understand Black Cat at first. As Ladybug, Dan tries to be cool and calm—the kind of person people can trust and look to in an emergency. Obviously, it doesn’t always work, but he’s still a pretty unified personality nonetheless.

Black Cat is intense and serious in battle, eyes narrowing and hands curling and uncurling. She waits until she’s right on a target to whisper, “Cataclysm,” so quiet it took him a few times to realize the name. (He’s glad, though, grateful his partner is so careful with the power of unlimited destruction.)

Outside of it, she’s a playful jokester. She goes around the city showing people how to make paper fortune tellers and finding lost pets. He suspects she might be flirting with him sometimes.

And then, well, there’s Copycat and he finds her on the roof.

“Shit,” he says, slamming a hand over his eyes. “I can, um, I can take a different—“

She cuts him off with a choked laugh. “I already re-transformed.”

“Oh.” He drops his hand. The five minute time limit after using their powers is frustrating, and he’s never seen her stick around this way. Ladybug usually tries to find his way back to the victim and help make sure they’re alright and figure out what happened, but with this one… he knows what happened and it kind of makes his skin crawl.

He looks at his partner again.

Slowly, he comes over and sits down next to her on the edge of the roof, letting his calves hang over into the void. “What’s up?”

“They built us a statue, and you’re acting like—“ She swallows, shakes her head, ponytail flying everywhere. “I’ve done things I’m not proud of, ‘Bug. I’m trying to change, but I’m not exactly hero material. Copycat and I—“

She stops, abruptly, staring down at her hands.

He reaches over, carefully, to grasp one and hold on tight. Cat looks up sharply, her eyes wide under the mask. (He wonders if they’re teary, if they’re even green.)

“Maybe you were a bad person,” he says. “But you aren’t. And I wouldn’t want anyone else as a partner.”

She stares at him, for a long moment, her hand in his. Then she says, voice faintly hoarse, “Thanks.”

[extremelyblackandwhite]

reader being best friends with carter while he's chasing serena but also being in love with him?

CARTER BAIZEN APPRECIATION SQUAD ASSEMBLE! (i promise i’ll get to non carter requests)

y/n and carter had known each other for a while

they had met during a summer at the hamptons when his parents invited her family over for dinner

she had helped him inside the house after returning from a particular night out which to his parents was a meeting with some of his friends to go over stuff for the new school year

from then onwards carter and y/n became friends

he would meet her in the back of her parents apartment and the two would drive around the nights of new york talking about their problems

it hadn’t taken long for y/n to fall in love with him

he was an attractive, smart man who seemed to have more goals other than the vapid boys she knew from st.judes

it wasn’t like she expected him to return her affections. she was his sister’s age, 3 years younger. she knew he wouldn’t be interested so she hid it deep inside her heart where no one would see it

after all she’d rather have a tiny bit of his heart than have to pretend he never existed

maybe she should’ve seen it coming that he would leave, but she didn’t and one afternoon as she knocked on his door to pick him up to go for their weekly lunch at his favourite spot was the moment she wished she could’ve avoided it

it was his mother who had opened the door, tight smile on her face, pity in her eyes as she stared at the girl in front of her “do you not know, sweetheart?” “am i supposed to know something?” “he left. says he doesn’t want anything to do with this family anymore”

her heart stopped for a while, the buzzing sound of her mind wondering why, why he wouldn’t tell her

it had been his sister caroline who had helped her through it, telling her he wasn’t even worth the hazzle, to instead focus on the much more attractive boys her age attending st.judes

y/n wasn’t interested but as time flew by she slowly learned to accept that he wasn’t returning

she had built a life for herself, becoming one of constance’s shining stars holding near perfect grades

she had also built a friendship with blair waldorf after serena had left her, both of them bonding over having someone leaving unexpectedly 

“my mum was supposed to host a tea party for CeCe and she went to paris. usual” “do you need any help?” “wanna come? might make it less boring besides you still need a date for cotillion“ “well not everyone can have nate archibald for a date” “i am pretty lucky aren’t i? but you need a date, you cannot not have an escort. even serena is taking ... dan” “alright, i’ll go to the tea party” “perfect”

she should’ve not gone. she should’ve just accepted caroline’s invitation to go shop for a cotillion dress but she didn’t. she couldn’t see the future.

as she walked off the lift into the van der woodsen’s apartment, a familiar face showed, sat in a couch surrounded by girls 

“y/n” blair rushed over to her side “i don’t want to frighten you but ... carter’s here” “i’ve seen.” “i want you to know that i didn’t invite him. cece invited him, she wants him to be serena’s escort.” “that’s fine” “are you sure? i could kick him out” “that’s fine”

it wasn’t fine. 

she spent the whole tea party as further from him as possible, not sure of what to say to him or how to even react

although she had to admit it broke her heart that he wasn’t interested in even talking to her, instead looking her way and immediately turning to receive the praise of several girls

“he’s not even that attractive” blair rolled her eyes at her minions which were fauning over him “urgh, imagine being attracted to a wannabe matthew mcconaughey” “you don’t have to make me feel better, blair” “look at that last season suit. disgusting” 

she stayed until the end of the party, chatting up with several people who came to ask about her family business and by the end of the party she had even started to help the maids bring dirty dishes into the kitchen

“you were always an odd one, i have to give you that” a voice made her drop the porcelain onto the soapy water and turn her face towards its direction. carter. “y/n, i’m really sorry” “yeah i could tell since you didn’t call or write after you left” “i didn’t have any way to contact you” “you didn’t even tell me you were leaving carter. do you know how it felt walking up to your house and having your mother tell me you left?” “i had to go y/n” “so have i, carter.”

she didn’t want to speak with him, she didn’t want to fall back into the state

at least she had decided not to speak with him until nate punched him at cotillion 

“you look like shit” “thanks, y/n.” “i gotta say, i wanted to do that myself. nate stole that away from me” “how long are you gonna be upset with me, y/n?” “as long as i want” “c’mon, let’s do something together” “i said i would act civilised with you not lobotomised” “c’mon, y/n. i’ll pay” “do you even have any money? didn’t your parents cut you off?” “i’ll find a way” “... fine. the bar of the lotte new york palace

blair and caroline had told her not to go but she thought that it would be better to get it over and done with. to call it water under the bridge and not have him haunt her what ifs anymore

she found him at the bar of the palace, black suit on. he never used to wear suits, she still remembers him in his messy st. judes uniform, undone tie all the time

“you came” “i said i would” “i know you have every single reason to hate me but i miss you, y/n. i really do. i have so much to tell you” “some people would use a journal” “i fucked up, i know but ... second chance? you can punch me too if you want” “that’s a really good offer, i think i’m gonna pounder it” “how about i pick you up tomorrow night? late driving around new york” “you got yourself a deal, baizen”

soon enough she found herself in the same situation, still in love with him

he was still the same man, still the same chuckle, talking passionately about his projects, making stupid jokes

but one thing still was the same, the same thing she didn’t want to accept, he still would never reciprocate her feelings

“y/n, i can’t pick you up tonight. i have a date with serena.” “serena van der woodsen?” “yeah, do you mind?” “uh ... no... sure, go on”

her blood boiled out of jealousy

she always thought the reason he would never reciprocate her feelings was because she was younger but serena, serena was the same age as her and it stung, it stung so badly

she ended up at the house of the same person who could understand being jealous of serena : blair waldorf’s

“oh, please, y/n. seriously? carter? he’s so ... boring. god” “well i’m sorry blair not everyone can have their first time in the backseat of a limo with chuck bass” “hey now that nate is single maybe you should go out with him” “i’m not gonna go out with nate” “why you two would make such a nice couple” “i’m not in love with nate” “i’m sorry, y/n.” 

she pretended it was okay

she would smile whenever he talked about serena

she would be next to him when she undoubtedly got him inside her petty little games with chuck

she would be there when he quit her and she would be there when he took her back

she was there for everything until one morning where she was woken up by someone banging on her door

“nate?” “something happened and you might want to sit down” “what happened? are you okay?” “serena left with carter last afternoon” “what do you mean?” “they left y/n, together.”

suddenly she found herself in the same spot she had been years ago abandoned

he returned later that summer during the races but this time she didn’t forgive him

she spent the day with dan and blair, mindlessly listening to serena talking about how carter followed her but she knew better

she knew they’d be back together and surely again they were

carter should feel happy, serena was back but he didn’t feel better

he felt ... empty, like something was lacking

whenever he laid down next to her and feel asleep he dreamed of y/n

he dreamed of her vintage oversized tees reaching her knees as she read her favourite books in his study 

he dreamed of her laughter whenever he took her to a driver in theatre, fingers holding popcorns to her lips

he dreamed of her red tinted lips during festivities, dancing under streetlights singing showtunes, bitting her lips whenever she had a test

he convinced himself it was just missing her but part of him knew it wasn’t that

he should be with serena, her family approved, his family approved

so he stuck it out, convincing himself this was a phase just a phase

as serena dumped him on the side of the street he looked at the streetlight, remembering y/n in an oversized cardigan jumping puddles over it, twirling around it playfully

“what am i doing?”

he rushed down the streets of the upper east side like a mad man

he’d never walked this long

but he kept on walking, he kept on walking until he saw her apartment

he knocked on the door for what felt like a hundred times 

“i’m coming” he could hear her sleepy voice from the other side and sure enough, soon enough the sound of her steps became too loud and she opened the door “carter, what are y...” “let me just say something okay? then you can shut the door” “it’s 1 AM” “please” “20 seconds” “i’m sorry, y/n. i’m so sorry, i should’ve told you when i left years ago, i shouldn’t have left with serena. i should’ve stayed with you. you always listened to me, you always believed in me and i always let you down. i miss you, i miss having fights with you about star wars plots, speaking with you on the phone at 5 AM, trying to make you laugh when you were upset. i miss seeing your sleepy smile every single morning, i miss you” “carter” “all this time being with her i just kept thinking about doing those things with you. taking you to cotillion, dance with you, be at your graduation and help you move into college, take you to fancy bars and restaurants, buy you flowers and everything else money can afford and i missed out on it, i missed out on it and i cannot give them to you. but here’s what i propose ... i wanna be there when you graduate from college, i wanna be there to help you move into your very first apartment, i want to be there when you start your first job, i wanna be there for you.” “you’re not one to stick around, carter” “let me try, please let me try” “isn’t this your third chance?” “i will ask you for a million chances as long as i get to see you for the rest of my life” 

[donnahq]

hey   hotties   !   by   the   time   you   read   this   i’ll   probably   barely   be   waking   up   ,   christmas   shopping   had   me   BEAT   last   night   (   thank   the   heavens   for   queue’d   posts   )   .   but   i’m   natalee   ,   i   go   by   nat   for   short   ,   she/her   pronouns   ,   and   i’m   so   excited   to   write   &   get   to   know   everyone   !   so   if   you’d   like   to   plot   or   just   chat   i’ll   slide   right   into   your   ims   for   all   this   loving   <3

✼:♡*ﾟ✿ ↝   ariana   grande   .   cis woman   . she/her   .  ／  donna   delacroix is   blasting   prisoner   by   miley   cyrus   &   dua   lipa   again   …   ugh   ,   i   swear   they   play   that   song   every   single   day   !   you’d   think   they’d   learn   how   to   pipe   down   .   oh   ,   you   don’t   know   them   ?   they   live   in   apartment   5B   .   i   haven’t   talked   to   them   much   , but   i   know   that   they’re   twenty-four   years   old   ,   and   that   they’ve   been   living   in   the   complex   for   three   years   .   i   always   run   into   them   when   they’re   coming   back   home   from   milton   perks   ,   and   they   seem   really   articulate   and   envious   .   maybe   you’ll   have   better   luck   with   the   virgo   than   i   do   .

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

full   name   :   donna   elise   delacroix   .

age   :   twenty   four   years   old   .

birthdate   :   september   9th   ,   1996   .

zodiac   :   virgo   .

parents   :   kristoffer   (   invester   )  &   nora   (  stay   @   home   mom   )   delacroix   .  

birth   place  :   seattle   ,   washington   .

current   location :   vancouver   .

sexuality  :   pansexual   ,   panromantic   .

aesthetic   :   plumping   lip   gloss   ,   silk   robes   ,   lots   of   plants   ,    missed   calls   at   2   am   ,   glistening   brown   eyes   ,    rosy   cheeks   ,   velvet   sheets   ,   soft   skin   ,   diamond   rings   .

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋    𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒

height   :   five   foot   one   inches   .

hair   color   :   brown   .

eyes   :   brown   .

tattoos   :   ‘   mille     tendresse   ’   on   back   of   the   neck   ,   crescent   moon   located   on   neck   near   ear   ,   ‘   honeymoon   ’   on   right   hand   middle   finger   ,   crescent   moon   w/   the   sun   and   stars   on   left   hand   .

build   :   lean   ,   petite   .

character   inspiration   :   serena   van   der   woodsen   (   gossip   girl   )   ,   brooke   davis   (   one   tree   hill   )   ,   cher   horowitz   (   clueless   )   ,   naomi   lapaglia   (   wolf   of   wall   street   )   ,   layla   keating   (   all   american   )

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓    𝐎𝐅    𝐈𝐓    𝐀𝐋𝐋

donna   was   born   on   a   warm   sunny   day   in   a   town   known   as   seattle   ,   washington  .   her   father   ,   kristoffer   delacroix   was   a   well   known   investor   in   the   area   ,   known   for   investing   in   big   businesses   such   as   amazon   ,   apple   &   disney   .   her   mother   is   a   stay   at   home   mom   .   she   came   from   a   some-what   loving   family   who   wanted   nothing   more   than   the   best   for   their   little   girl   .   during   the   day   her   mother   was   the   one   to   stay   at   home   with   her   ,   coddling   her   ,   reading   to   her   &   cooking   for   her   .   while   her   father   was   out   handling   business   ,   or   so   he   claimed   to   be   ,   but   he   was   there   for   the   night   time   routine  which   consisted   of   many   bed   time   stories   ,

growing   up   her   parents   had   a  set   idea   on   how   they   wanted   to   raise   their   only   daughter   .   prepping   her   to   go   off   to   the   best   ivy   league  school  and   perhaps   running   a   business   of   her   own   .   they   taught   her   how   to   present   herself   to   the   public   in   a   way   that   wouldn’t   tarnish   the   families   name   ,   living   a   perfect   pristine   ,   picture   perfect   life   .   however   ,   that   was   far   from   how   donna   wanted   to   live   her   own   life   .   instead   she   wanted   to   travel   ,   capture   the   world   through   images   ,   hike   ,   explore   nature   &   live   care   free   .   well   ,   you   could   guess   how   the   delacroix’s   took   it   ,   they   stated   they   would   simply   cut   off   her   cards   if   that’s   the   way   she   wanted   to   live   her   life   .

it   didn’t   take   long   for   the   girl   to   get   fed   up   with   her   families   rules   ,   she   saved   up   all   she   could   to   move   to   vancouver   .   deciding   to   nestle   in   an   apartment   complex   that   was   full   of   a   variety   of   people   from   different   backgrounds   .   it’s   just   what   donna   wanted  .

of   course   her   money   did   slowly   begin   to   run   out   ,   causing   the   girl   to   actually   have   to   get   a   job   for   a   living   (   the   real   world   sucks   )   ,   she   can   be   often   found   helping   with   recreational   events   at   milton   perks   .

as   far   as   personality   goes   ,   i   would   say   she   is   a   mixture   of   serena   van   der   woodsen   ,   cher   horowitz   &   brooke   davis   .   she   has   a   big   ego   ,   she   knows   she   is   the   shit  and   proceeds   to   act   like   it  (   legit   no   one   could   tell   her   otherwise   ,   her   ego   is   stupid   big   for   some   reason   🤪     )  .   she   likes   being   spontaneous   ,   she   legit   will   do   anything   that   comes   to   mind   without   thinking   of   the   consequences  ever   .   girly   swears   she   is   immune   to   the   law   .   she   enjoys   having   a   good   time   whether   it   be   smoking   or   drinking   .   tends   to  shy   away  from   her   feelings   most   of   the   time   ,   she   doesn’t   like   letting   people   really   know   much   about   her   life   prior   to   moving   to   vancouver   .

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

party   buddies   –   legit   cannot   go   wrong   with   this   ??   both   radiate   chaotic   energy   and   they   are   the   life   of   all   events   .   their   nights   usually   end   with   them   being   passed   out   somewhere   .

frenemy   –   maybe   these   two   just   never   clicked   but   they   wouldn’t   technically   just   label   each   other   as   full   on  enemies   .   they   smile   in   each   others   faces   but   behind   closed   doors  they   be   full   on   gossiping   about   each-other   .

enemies   –   full   on   enemies   ,   they   despise   each   other   .   maybe   they’re   fed   up   with   donna’s   full   blown   air   head   ,   or   there   could   be   something   bigger   /   deeper  that   occurred   .   well   ,   no   matter   what   ,   when   these   two   are   around   each-other   bring   out   the   boxing   gloves   ,   some   popcorn   &   prepare   for   some   drama   .

ex   friends   –   kylie   &   jordyn   vibes   ,   were   once   inseparable   and   now   the   two   do   not   even   speak   .   who   knew   friends   could   easily   be   replaced   as   fast   as   underwear   .

one   night   stand   –   donna   is   a   lady   of   the   night   ,   she   is   v   open   about   sex   and   all   that   so   who   knows   how   many   of   these   she   has   had   .

friends   with   benefits  –   very   lowkey   ,   casual   hook   up   .   very   close   with   each   other   and   there   is   no   awkward   vibes   between   the   two   .   usually   ready   to   light   a   blunt   right   after   hooking   up   or   playing   a   game   of   super   smash   bros   ,   there   is   no   in   between   .

brotp   /   sister   relationship  –   since   donna   grew   up   as   an   only   child   she   always   longed   for   that   sibling-esque  relationship   .   the   two   are   very   much   over-protective   of   one   another   ,   bicker   every   so   often   and   crack   jokes   with   each-other   .

confidant   –   someone   she   finally   let   her  big   ass   guard   down   to   ,   it’s   hard   for   her   to   open   up   but   it   seemed   so   easy   with   this   person   .   you   can   find   the   two   having   heart   to   heart  outside   on   the   beach   unloading   their   problems   amongst   each   other   .

platonic   soulmates   –   that   duo   everyone   aspires   to   be   ,   they   just   get   each-other   .   from   cracking   jokes   ,   sleepovers   ,   you   rarely   could   find   one   without   the   other   .   rumors   usually   conspire   around   the   two   and   their   relationship   because   of   how   close   they   are   ,   but   they   just   laugh   it   off   .

[dairgg2020]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gossip Girl (TV 2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dan Humphrey/Blair Waldorf, background Chuck Bass/Blair Waldorf, background Rufus Humphrey/Lily van der Woodsen, Dan Humphrey & Serena van der Woodsen Characters: Dan Humphrey, Blair Waldorf, Serena van der Woodsen, Nate Archibald, Chuck Bass, Rufus Humphrey, Lily van der Woodsen, tiny bit of Georgina Sparks, Bart Bass but don't worry about it Additional Tags: Fix-It, AU after 6x05, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dan-centric, Dan Humphrey is Not Gossip Girl, lots of Derena friendship, Angst with a Happy Ending, dair endgame, blair is a mess, lots of chats about feelings, they are probably too self aware in this for GG but whatever Summary:

“She hurt me, too,” he says softly. “We hurt each other, in ways we both knew would scar. There’s no coming back from that.”

“Or…did you think maybe that you’re perfectly even? Now you can move forward.”

“What kind of twisted Upper East Side logic is that?” he asks. But he smiles a little as he says it.

Or, a hopefully not too painful season 6 AU.

[romancedawg]

the fun fan-tag!

answer the questions and tag ten people you want to get to know better. 

three tv shows i would have joined friend groups in: f.r.i.e.n.d.s, stranger things (steve, nancy, robin and jonathan) and new girl.

three animated universes i wouldn’t have minded living in: literally any ghibli, avatar the last airbender and attack on titan (lol yes i wouldn’t mind being eaten by giants lol).

three fictional characters i relate to: chandler bing, hermione granger and nancy wheeler.

three fictional characters i wouldn’t vibe with: billy hargrove, patty from insatiable (have not seen the show i can just tell i wouldn’t like her one bit) and ross geller (i hate that guy).

three fictional characters i would be good friends with: peter parker, steve harrington and meave wiley.

three fictional characters i would probably most definitely have romantic feelings for: jon snow, serena van der woodsen and brooke davis.

three villains i’d want to have a chat with over coffee: joker, barry berkman (don’t even try to argue with me on this, he’s not a good guy) and maleficent.

three superheroes i’d want to be for a day: wonder woman, scarlet witch and beast boy.

three abilities i would want to have: to shine (the shining), magic (harry potter) and bend an element (avatar).  

three ships i sail as the fierce and feared captain i am: richie + eddie, arthur + eames and chandler + monica.

three fictional female characters i feel empowered by: brooke davis, hermione granger and captain marvel.

three fictional male characters with good ethics and morals i believe deserve more recognition: armin arlert, grizz and glenn rhee.

three fictional lgbtq+ characters i would take bullets for: simon spier, richie tozier and sydney novak.

three fictional places i would have liked to visit: narnia, derry and central perk. 

three costumes worn by fictional characters i would have rocked: hogwarts school uniform, eleven’s romper from season 3 and literally any armour. 

three characterization tropes to describe myself: genre refugee, rounded and the mccoy.

tagging: @pedropascals @vinnyveclecci @sydandstan @theandrewhurley @rttozier @barrysberkman @bensklaus @stanbarbers @eddiebrak @iron-monsterfucker @reddiemakesmesob @itmovieunofficial @pedropvscal @picturepowderinabottle @gleggie @kaspgaytozier @llady-peculiar @viictuurious @toziersrichard @billdenbrough

[strideofpride]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gossip Girl (TV 2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dan Humphrey/Blair Waldorf, background Chuck Bass/Blair Waldorf, background Rufus Humphrey/Lily van der Woodsen, Dan Humphrey & Serena van der Woodsen Characters: Dan Humphrey, Blair Waldorf, Serena van der Woodsen, Nate Archibald, Chuck Bass, Rufus Humphrey, Lily van der Woodsen, tiny bit of Georgina Sparks, Bart Bass but don't worry about it Additional Tags: Fix-It, AU after 6x05, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dan-centric, Dan Humphrey is Not Gossip Girl, lots of Derena friendship, Angst with a Happy Ending, dair endgame, blair is a mess, lots of chats about feelings, they are probably too self aware in this for GG but whatever Summary:

“She hurt me, too,” he says softly. “We hurt each other, in ways we both knew would scar. There’s no coming back from that.”

“Or…did you think maybe that you’re perfectly even? Now you can move forward.”

“What kind of twisted Upper East Side logic is that?” he asks. But he smiles a little as he says it.

Or, a hopefully not too painful season 6 AU.

[a-simple-imagine]

I don’t want to think - Gossip Girl

Requested by me: Summer is over and Y/N is heading home but the journey turns out quite differently then Y/N expected. A retelling of the infamous bus scene from season 2 episode 2 but without Dan. 

Pairing: Serena Van Der Woodsen x fem!reader 

A/N - I’m only up to season 2 of gossip girl so NO SPOILERS but thanks to my obsession with blake lively I’m really getting into it. I know the fandom is probably dead and all but I wanted to write something!! 

The end of summer was fast approaching and I could honestly say I was looking forward to it. The hustle and bustle of the big city was calling my name. I was even starting to miss classes. I had thought spending time away in the Hamptons would be good for me. Get away from the drama my life always seemed to attract. I've spent most of my summer with my family and the occasional dinner date with Nate Archibald. Apparently, he was dating Serena now but that's just according to Gossip Girl. I haven't actually seen them together. Then again I haven't exactly been spending much time stalking the two of them. If anything you could say I was trying to avoid a particular blonde beauty as much as possible. Serena is one of my best friends but everything has been so weird after everything that happened. You make out a few times and suddenly it's the end of the world. Every time it happened, Serena insisted it couldn't happen again. It was silly, harmless fun that happened mostly when one of us was wasted. The last time it happened was just before Summer began. We had put the past behind us due to her Humphrey drama. In my defense, though they were broken up so I'm not the bad guy. This time, however, it made everything between us awkward and I don't know why? And so I ran away to the Hamptons for summer vacation. To get away from it all but I guess luck wasn't on my side because Serena was also here. And Nate. Then Chuck arrived. And just in time for the white party so did Blair. It was like I never even left New York.

With the end of summer fast approaching, I decided to go home a few days earlier. Taking the bus back meant a lot of time to myself to think about everything. My plans for this semester. My situation with Serena. I shifted my weight a little awkwardly as I waited in the queue to get on the bus. Repeatedly checking my phone despite having no new messages. I guess I was just impatient and looking for a distraction.

"Hey... Y/N."

Looking up, I never expected to see Serena Van Der Woodsen standing next to me. More bad luck I guess. What was she doing here? Had she had the same idea as me? After the events of the white party, I wouldn't be surprised. My lips curled into a small reserved smile.

"Hey... Serena. I didn't realise you were planning on getting a coach back too."

"Yeah, thought I'd get away. Give myself some time to think about the whole Dan situation and... other things."

I nodded a little, wondering if those other things she was referring to meant me or something else entirely. Just because she was playing on my mind doesn't mean I was on hers. I doubt the great Serena Van Der Woodsen was evaluating every kiss we ever shared. If her history with Blair was anything to go off, she was more of a let go and move on kind of person. And I just want our friendship back if nothing else.

"I'm gonna go sit over there," Serena announced, disrupting the awkward silence that came between us. I took a step back and she slid between me and the person before me. Her hand brushed against me and I swallowed hard. If I was being honest with myself, there was a part of me that was drawn to the blonde girl. I watched her as she went and sat down on a bench before turning my attention back to my phone.

I walked onto the coach, deciding it was best to take up an aisle seat next to a stranger. Serena wondered on after and I don't know whether there were just no other seats free or she was just being cruel but she sat in an aisle seat, on the other side of the bus just a row ahead. I could practically see what she was reading from my seat. I could hear her every time she spoke. A long sigh slipped past my lips as I came to terms with the idea of being stuck in an enclosed space with Serena for the next couple of hours. It's hard to ignore her when she's all I can see out the corner of my eye. To try to distract myself a little, I decided to just put in some earphones and lose myself in the music. I let my head fall back against the seat and my eyes flutter closed. My peace was soon interrupted by an earphone being yanked out of my ear. My brows furrowed in confusion as a magazine was being shoved onto my lap. I glanced at the blonde and back to the magazine.

"I just thought you might want to give it a read."

"Oh yeah," I nodded a little, taking the magazine from her with a soft smile. "Thanks."

Serena went back to her business and I put the earphone she yanked out back in. I flipped through page after page of skinny models and beauty products. Skimming through articles and pictures to get a sense of what was worth reading or not. A short while later I was growing restless just sitting around. Meanwhile, the woman next to me had decided to make the most of my inability to get away by striking up a conversation. She was around her late forties, maybe early fifties with mid-length red hair. Her name was Sue. And I have heard her sigh loudly multiple times throughout this journey. I eventually gave in to her eagerness to chat. Sue was droning on about how she was on her way to New York to see her mother, who may or may not be in the hospital. I couldn't quite be sure because she speaks way to fast for me to keep up. Part of me was hoping that Serena would somehow sense my discomfort and come to my rescue. I was bound by social laws so I couldn't just put my music back on and ignore her. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure Sue is a very nice lady with a ton of stories to tell. I'm just not in the mood to talk to her right now. An awkward smile sat on my face as I glanced quickly towards the blonde. A double take as I noticed she seemed to have acquired a snack. Chocolate strawberries no less. Who the fuck things chocolate covered strawberries are the perfect bus ride snack. Where did she even get them from? I tried to look away and at least pretend I was listening to sue but I kept looking back to Serena. Mesmerised by the way she would pick up a piece of fruit and slowly sink her teeth into it. She turned to me and I caught her gaze as one finger after the other slipped into her mouth to clean them off. My thoughts were broken by Sue tapping on my shoulder repeated.

"Do you know her?"

I slowly dragged my eyes away and glanced towards my seatmate. "Uh... yeah, she's kind of one of my best friends."

"So what happened between you two?"

My brows furrowed. "What makes you think something happened between us?"

"You just said she's one of your best friends but you're not sat together. You've hardly spoken to her. Plus you're staring at her like a crazy person so either something happened  between you two or you're stalking her."

I  glanced between Sue and Serena then back. God, Sue sure was nosey. I casually shrugged. "Things are just complicated between us right now so we're taking some time apart to think."

Wasn't a lie, not by any means. I just didn't feel like explaining everything to a complete stranger when I hardly knew myself.  My gaze averted to Serena as she rose to her feet for the first time this entire journey and we must have hit a bump or something because next thing I know Serena fell onto my lap. Instinctively, I reached out to help her. Her soft hands slipped over my cheeks as I stared up into her blue eyes. Completely lost in the moment. Neither of us said anything but Serena wore a small smile. I returned her smile.

"Can you get off me?" I eventually asked, chuckling weakly.

"Oh- yeah, sorry." Serena pushed herself off my lap but not without grabbing my hand along the way. Pulling my arm, I rose from my seat

"What are you doing, Serena?" I wondered. Stumbling down the narrow walkway towards the bathroom that was situated at the back of the bus. I was yanked into the small cubicle and Serena reached over my shoulder to lock the door.

"What are you doing?" I repeated.  Her hands rested on my hips, pulling me closer to her. Her breath on my skin, a shiver spilling down my spine.

"I'm just tired of thinking, Y/N." she expressed. "why are we fighting this?"

Fighting what? Her blue eyes locked onto mine as she leaned in slowly. Hesitantly. As if giving me time to back out but I didn't want her to. The kiss was over before it really began and I didn't know what to do with myself. Did that just happen?

"Are you drunk?" I asked and she just chuckled playfully. Shaking her head as her teeth sunk into her bottom lip.

"We can stop if you want." And this time I was the one shaking my head. Her lips collided with mine as she backed me up against the door. The kiss was fast paced but firm and rather sloppy but I didn't want it to stop. Thankfully, we still have a long way to go on this bus.

[hiddenwashington]

@mixcdemotions​ asked: char ( aria montgomery, blaine anderson, claire novak, evie grimhilde, katie matlin, landon kirby, prince eric, sebastian de poitiers, serena van der woodsen, stefan salvatore, tandy bowen, theo raeken ) is requesting a hiatus from 4/28 - 5/14. my laptop is really not doing great ( f in the chat ), so hopefully i can still do some replies while i’m at work but just in case while i hopefully can get my laptop fixed!

sure thing! we look forward to seeing you back on the 14th! good luck getting your laptop fixed!