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[snowvies]

Mr. Badgley

Penn Badgley x Fem!Reader

summary: you can't stop thinking about your married piano teacher, Mr. Badgley. and one day he slides under the instrument to show you how much he's been thinking about you too.

wc: 1k

cw: age gap (reader 19, Penn late thirties), cheating, piano teacher x student, pussy eating, fingering, female masturbation

Sundays are your favorite days, especially ones like this when the clouds hang low with a murky swirl in the sky. You're nineteen, and college is kicking your ass but you promised yourself you wouldn't think about the papers due when you're here, at Mr. Badgley's house.

You found his ad on craigslist, piano lessons..fifty bucks an hour you would've scrolled past it until you saw him, and his family. You felt safer in a random man's house when his wife and newborn baby were in the same room with you. So you started going there, ever since your freshman year.

Your raggedy car rolllsss to stop and you get out to see the lonely house, picked apart to be perfect, not a single thing out of place... except yourself.

His wife answers the door a few minutes after knocking, the cold biting your bare legs as you run in for warmth, completely missing her scowl at your lack of kicking the mat with your dirty boots.

Mr. Badgley offers you a warm smile, hair combed perfectly, sweater ironed and pants straight like every weekend. His eyes always look a little empty when you come. His wife jingles her keys around her finger as she readjusts the baby on her hip

"I'm going out, be done when I'm home" the same line. Every week. You smile her way but she doesn't pay mind to it, leaving you and her husband to play. you turn to Mr. Badgley but he's already walking to the connecting living room of the tiny house, sitting on the worn bench as he slides the fallboard up.

You sit next to him as he wears an excited smile, when he's like this, playing with you, it doesn't seem orchestrated by his wife. Every move he makes is analyzed by her, except this. The only reason he's allowed to do this is because they needed the extra money.

"Let's start where we left off last week, yes?" he asked and you nodded, you inhaled the mixture of musk and old books that surrounded the pianist as he began the background cords. his eyes are on you, they shine as his spine relaxes into the music and you begin your part. fingers dancing over keys as you try to remember the pattern

Your eyes squeezed shut once you messed the keys up. He smiles softly and lets a laugh out of his nose at your reaction

"Like this," his larger palm rests on top of yours as he guides your fingers, you nod and try again.

Soon enough an hour passes and you both rise from the bench and you dig into your purse for the fifty bucks you crumpled into it this morning, but, warm hands slide on top of your shoulder and the older man shakes his head.

"No need" he grins and tries to send you off but you insist, grabbing the money but he pushes you out the door.

"I will not have you pay for something that I enjoy just as much, Y/n, have a lovely week" The door softly shuts and you're left stunned.

.

You roll around your dorm bed, restless as the man's words keep ringing in your head. Why didn't he let you pay?

Maybe you're being dramatic. But it isn't like the Badgleys are set either.

You shut your eyes in a huff, suffocating yourself in the pillow under you as you replay the keys in an attempt to lull you asleep

But it isn't just the keys you're thinking about...

It's how his hand guided yours, it's how he looked at you when it was your part to play, it's his scent, it's his being. It's driving you mad.

You arch your back slowly, fingers sliding down your body until you get to your aching core. slick-filled fingers rubbing yourself at the thought of your teacher's hands touching you, grabbing you, loving you.

You moan into the pillow, legs shaking as you cream around your fingers, the thought of him drives you wild.

So just how will you act the next time you see him?

.

Before you know it, it's Sunday and you're back at the Badgleys, with his wife announcing her departure and the formal greetings of you and your teacher, you're back at that bench, side by side.

He starts the cords, and you follow trying to calm your shaking legs as you think about what fueled you that night. You couldn't even look him in the eyes this session.

His hand softly squeezes your bare thigh and you look back at the man.

"You're completely off" he informs you and you don't think your face could get redder.

"I-I'm so sorry...let's try again" you panic but his thumb rubs loving circles on your flesh.

"You usually think the world ends when you mess up, but you kept playing this time, you're mind is somewhere else Ms. Y/n."

"Sorry Mr. Badgley" you murmur

"Talk to me, get it off your chest so we can get back to playing" he smiles and you nod slowly

"...Why didn't you let me pay last time?" you ask, he stops for a moment as the hand on your thigh now rests on his face as he thinks for a moment.

"I just feel like, something so pleasurable shouldn't be bought," he says above a whisper and you feel your entire face glow, and he must have noticed with how he laughs.

"Not those pleasures, Ms. Y/n" he smiles and you don't think you've ever been so embarrassed. But when his laughter stops, his eyes swirl softly into something darker, in that moment you feel exposed to every thought as he eyes you.

He stands, hands finding your shoulders

"Keep playing"

You take a shaky breath as your thighs begin to shake once more, fingers finding the keys as you start the song

"Good," he whispers, his scents overwhelming you now as you feel almost dizzy while playing, you barely notice how he slips under the piano.

"Mr. Badgley, what are you doing?" you gasp as his dark brown eyes gaze up at you

"Keep.playing" he says sternly, and with a swallow, you keep going

He kisses your knees and you feel yourself sticking to your panties as he spreads them apart.

He has a wife. He has a kid. What are you doing?

"You're doing great" he huffs, kissing your thighs, you squeeze your eyes shut for a moment as his fingers dance up to your panties.

He pulls them down slowly, your wetness sticking to the fabric before they are lost in his pockets

Your bare pussy is in front of your teacher's face as he rubs up and down your thighs taking a shaky breath in

You slam the keys as his tongue licks up your pussy, he moans into you before forcing you to scoot closer into his face, his hands wrapping around your ass as he slurps and moans at your cunt.

"Mr.- fuck" you cry, hands climbing to try and stop your moans as your hips buck up to hump his face

"You taste so so good" he groans, making out with your pussy as he sucks at your clit just to tongue fuck your hole

Hot tears flow down your face as he stares up at you, watching you come undone for him.

You shake around him, orgasm approaching closer with every lick, he sucks on your slit before adding a long finger to your hole. You throw your head back as he fingers you, flicking his tongue relentlessly as his finger curls inside you.

You feel him whine and moan against your pussy, and when you look down you see him gripping and grabbing at his hard-on as he eats you out. You cry as that sends you over and you cum around his finger

You're panting as he curls his fingers a few more times before shoving it into his mouth and licking you clean, you're shaking and wide-eyed as hair sticks to your face and he crawls out from under the piano

Right, weren't you two supposed to be playing right now? Isn't his wife about to be home and he's sucking his fingers because they still taste like you?

He helps you off the bench and you stare into the stained cushion but he turns your chin to him before kissing you deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue before breaking it off with a simple

"My wife is on her way...see you in our next session Ms. Y/n"

And you can't wait for next Sunday.

an: lmk how obvious it is idk anything about pianos. This is based on a dream I had last night 😵‍💫🖤 I hope you liked it <333

[lanawinterscigarettes]

hiya! is there nay chance you could write a smutty Nate Archibald one shot pls. feel free to do whatever and take your time. thanks.

ofc! (I wrote this to be gn since you didn't specify) hope you like it <3

First Time (Nate Archibald x gn reader)

Warnings: SMUT, penetrative sex (obviously it's not specified whether it's vaginal or anal since the reader's gn), condoms aren't mentioned being used but I think it should go without saying to wrap it before you tap it, virgin reader/reader's first time, Nate is literally so sweet here

"There we go, baby, that's it." Nate's voice was but a mere whisper in your ear as he slowly sunk inside you, his lips moving to leave hot kisses that trailed from your neck down to your shoulders.

It was your first time, and he was being oh so careful with you, not wanting you to accidentally get hurt. He was the only boyfriend you'd ever had who cared so much about you. All of your other ones were either pissed that you didn't "give it up" so easily or got way too excited over the prospect of you being a virgin. None of them cared about you the way that he did.

He was so patient with you, letting you take things at your own pace and always backing off if he felt like he was going too far. Not once did he ever pressure you or try to make you feel as if you had to have sex with him in order to make him happy, because your feelings were much more of a priority in his eyes. He was the perfect guy if there ever was one.

"Mm..." You let out a strangled whimper, your eyes fluttering shut as you tried to get used to the almost unbearable feeling of being so full. Nothing had ever made you feel so overwhelmed before, in the best way possible. It was hard for you to envision ever being able to pleasure yourself properly again after this.

"Let me know when you want me to move, okay?" He murmured gently, his hands planted firmly on your hips as he spoke. God, he wanted to move. He wanted to move so badly, wanted to hear your moans, wanted to see you come undone underneath him.

But for as much of a whore as he may have been (class whore, to be exact) Nate Archibald was nothing if not a gentleman. He didn't want to rush you. It wouldn't be right, especially with it being your first time. So he waited.

He waited until he saw your eyes open agan, staring up at him with a gaze full of the utmost need while nodding your head, breathing out a soft "I'm ready" to give him the go ahead.

He waited until he saw your eyes open agan, staring up at him with a gaze full of the utmost need while nodding your head, breathing out a soft "I'm ready" to give him the go ahead.

That was all he needed, his hips slow and deliberate as they began to carefully rock into yours. He wasn't quite sure how sensitive you were yet, so he didn't know how much or how little would end up overwhelming you, and he definitely didn't want to take the risk of this being a bad experience.

After all, his own virginity was lost to his then-girlfriend's best friend on the counter of a bar, so he was desperate to make this right for you. (It wasn't his worst memory, but he certainly wasn't proud of it happening.)

"You're so big," you muttered without thinking as you felt his cock move inside you, pulling out some before pushing back in deeper than before, that same action repeated over and over again like a perfect rhythm.

He let out a chuckle at your words, giving your hips a playful squeeze in response. "I think you're just saying that because your fingers are so damn small and could never reach the places that I can," he lightly teased, nuzzling against the side of your neck before pressing a kiss to the pulse point in that area.

You gasped at the kiss he left behind before giggling a little, your arms wrapping around his neck so you could pull him in closer. "You're such a tease," you accused with no real malice before giving him a kiss yourself, one that was tender and sweet and showcased your love for him perfectly.

It was hard for him not to melt completely at the action as he could feel himself starting to fall deeper and deeper in love with you. No one had ever made him feel this way before, not Blair, not Serena, not Jenny, and certainly not Vanessa of all people. You were different to him. As cheesy as it sounded, you were special.

One of his hands moved from your hips to grip tightly on the headboard above you as he tried his hardest to restrain himself. Part of him wanted to be rough, to leave bruises and hickeys and marks so everyone would know that you were his and his alone, and so that you yourself would be reminded of the fact every time you dared to look into a mirror.

"You can be a bit rougher if you want."

Your softly spoken words brought him out of his head and back into reality, his baby blue eyes staring down into yours as he processed what you'd said. "Are you sure?" His thumb gently rubbed your hipbone from where his other hand still rested on you, looking a bit apprehensive at the idea of getting rough. "This is your first time, after all."

"I know it is, but I don't care."

A low groan escaped him when he felt your hips thrust upwards, trying to match his movements with some of your own. His hand on the headboard gripped it tighter, so tight that his knuckles were starting to pale. "If that's what you want. But I want you to promise to let me know the second I get too rough, okay? I don't want to hurt you."

Nodding your head, you looked up at him with a gaze full of affection and love. "I trust you to be careful," you replied in a tone that was filled to the brim with admiration, and he could tell you really meant that.

He dipped his head down to give you another kiss, the hand that was on your hip moving up to cup your face. "Okay, baby. If that's what you want." Tentatively, he quickened his pace, though he was sure to keep an eye on you the whole time to ensure you were okay with it.

Judging from the way your back arched and your nails dug into his shoulder blades, he was quite certain you seemed to be enjoying yourself. "Oh my God, Nate- God, yes, just like that-"

The pure desperation in your voice spurned him on, making him even more eager to please. He found himself grateful he didn't have any neighbors, because between your moans, his grunts, and the way the bed was starting to loudly slam into the wall it was making quite a racket. Both of you had a good amount of marks on you by the time you were finished, bright red scratches going down his back from your nails and dark purple hickeys covering your neck from his mouth.

You'd fully expected him to just collapse on top of you before rolling over and calling it a night like most guys were commonly known to do, but he actually took the time you help clean you off and get you dressed again, even going so far as to get you a glass of water. Men like him were truly one in a million, you were sure.

"You okay?" He gently asked after wrapping you up in the blankets, allowing you to cuddle up next to him as you got comfortable.

A content sigh escaped from you as you rested your head against his shoulder. It was really a no brainer that when it came to choosing who to give your virginity to you definitely made the right choice. "I'm more than okay. I'm perfect."

End notes: ironically enough in reference to the title this was my first time writing for nate so I hope I did well <3

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[sukunasbow]

sweet like sugar, nate archibald.

summary: in which you come home to find a certain someone waiting in your bedroom for you.

warnings: fem!waldorf!reader, sort of sugar daddy/baby dynamic, oral, not yet proof read!

notes: this is overly long so i cut the smut short and lame, sorry bbies!!

Walking out of the elevator and into your house, you’re shocked and slightly concerned when you’re met with the sight of Chuck Bass sitting in your living room. “Ew, Kill me now.” You groan.

Your words catch his attention and he turns in the couch to face you, “Lovely to see you too.” He gives you his classic smirk, immediately creeping you out.

“Why are you here?” You roll your eyes as you walk through the foyer and towards him, your shoes clicking on the floor. “Well?” You raise an eyebrow, placing your small handbag on the coffee table in front of the man.

“I’m here for your sister. She’s upstairs, we’re leaving for a dinner party.” Chuck explains, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Is that an issue?” He then questions you.

You don’t respond for a moment, staring him down, a cruel look on your face. “Yeah, actually, it is an issue.”

“You have a lot of nerve, you know that?” Chuck shakes his head, trying to intimidate you by stepping closer, “Talking down on me and acting all high and mighty as if I’m unaware of you and Nate’s dirty secret. Actually, speaking of Nate and that, uh, secret..If I were you I’d go upstairs and check out your bedroom.” He whispers, but quickly backs away and exits the living room when Blair starts coming down the stairs.

“What’s going on here?” Blair stands next to Chuck and the two of them look back at you.

“Oh, nothing. Just some banter, your sister seems to be..” Blair’s boyfriend puts on his strange checkered coat, “Not super fond of me.”

Blair glares at you, turning around and grabbing Chuck’s hand, taking him with her, not before he can get a small laugh at your expression, though. The pair enter the elevator, exiting the house and going on their date.

You, however, slowly make your way up the spiral staircase, walking towards your bedroom, Chuck’s comment from earlier stuck in your head. You’re not necessarily ashamed of the supposed secret arrangement between you and Nate. By definition, you’d be considered his ‘sugar baby’ but the two of you don’t view it that way. You’ve been friends with him since childhood, and as you got older, you started feeling attracted to him. Eventually, you both figured out the fact that you felt the same way, and things got physical since. You never wanted to put a label on it and every time he came over to your place, he’d bring you gifts or something you previously mentioned wanting. Now, it’s become a tradition. You fuck him and he gives you whatever you desire.

You gently push your door open, a shocked look on your face when you find Nate sitting on the edge of your bed, your room decorated with candles and white Christmas lights. “What is all of this?” You grin, looking in the corner on the room to find a fake Christmas tree, piles of gifts underneath it.

“Merry, early, Christmas.” Nate laughs, standing up from the bed and walking towards you.

“You’re so unbelievable!” You cover your mouth, “Nate, is this all for me?” You point at the neatly wrapped presents under the tree.

He nods, “Yeah. Chuck helped me set it all up.”

“I can’t accept all of this, Nate.” You shake your head, you back away from him, a guilty look creeping onto your face.

“Of course you can, I want you too. Besides, if you don’t, it’ll go to waste.” He insists, sitting back down on the bed, motioning for you to sit next to him.

“Okay..” You sigh, taking a seat next to him. “I guess I should get you something nice then, hm?” You look at him.

“Only if you want to get me something.”

“Of course I do, Nate.”

For a moment, you both sit in silence, unsure of what to do. Deciding to speak up, you turn your body so you’re fully facing him. “I can give you a present now if you want one.” Your tone is soft but seductive.

“Oh, really?” He holds back his smile, moving his hand up your tights and under your skirt, massaging your thigh.

“Hey, I’m the one giving you a present.” You scoff, “You’ve given me enough.” You move his hand away from your body, this time you push him back on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly, you part the fabric, kissing down his abs, then hovering your mouth just above his v line. “Hmm” You hum, lifting your hand towards the bulge peaking through his pants.

“Fuckkk.” He groans, tossing his bed back as you palm his dick over the pants. “Please, baby.”

“Please what? Use your words.”

“Come on.” He starts getting desperate and increasingly needy.

You bite your lip, deciding to answer his pleas. You slide his pants off and toss them on the bed, then very slowly taking off his boxers, teasing him as much as possible.

“(Y/N).” He huffs.

“Fine, fine.” You let out a small laugh, feeling content with yourself. Instead, you wrap your hands around his dick, starting to jerk him off while you work on taking the rest of him in your mouth.

“Holy shit.” He moans, his eyes rolling back as you continue to take your time and slowly suck his cock, occasionally stopping and licking his tip, trying to prolong his pleasure, considering everything he does for you. Nate gently takes a fistful of your hair and helps bob your head in a rhythm, getting you to take all his dick. “That feels so good.” He breathes out. You pick up the speed, sending him over the edge. “I’m gonna—” He starts but quickly stops when you move your hands and completely take him in, his jaw opening and his eyes closing as he fills your mouth with his cum. You sit up swallow, then kissing him, letting him taste the remains of his juices on your lips.

[bloody-cupcakes]

Serena van der Woodsen who uses her status to get you into every party you could ever possibly want.

Blair Waldorf who protects you from Vanessa, Jenny, Georgina- anyone and everyone who could potentially be seen as a threat to you.

Nate Archibald who's always there for you if you ever need anything, whether that be a shoulder to cry on or just a friend.

Chuck Bass who lavishes you with the most expensive gifts possible, ones that he knows nobody else would ever be able to afford.

The Non-Judging Breakfast Club loving you and obsessing over you and needing you to be theirs and theirs alone, regardless of whether you want to be or not. After all, you're not the one who gets to make the decisions here, they do.

[starriisarchives]

GREEN WITH ENVY ✰

ᝰ.ᐟ nate archibald x fem!reader | duration: 1k

description: when you find jenny at your boyfriend's place, you can’t help the envy feeling build up inside of you.

content: sfw w slight mention of nsfw 18+ ﾉ fluff ﾉ jealous!reader ﾉ arguing ﾉ light angst ﾉ suggestive ending.

notes: my first fic for gossip girl, i'm so excited to post this. i love posting a new fic on this blog, really makes me see my blog is growing especially with how much fandoms i write for. i can't wait for you guy to see the other fics in my wips for the other characters cause this is only the beginning.

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You step out the elevator excitedly, the sound of your high heels filling your ears as you walk deeper into the penthouse. 

You’re excited because you were going to surprise your boyfriend, Nate after not seeing him for a little while. Between classes, the two of you haven’t been spending time together as much as you’d like.

Sure, you two will text each other on a daily basis, making sure that you’re both taking care of each other the right way, He would facetime you when he knew you were free but being next to him in person is different, you want to be held in his warm embrace and hear his laugh instead of looking at him through a device. 

You come to a halt when you notice when you hear a female voice. “Could Chuck be home?” You thought but that gets shut down when you recognize Nate’s voice. ‘Who might be here with him?’ You question yourself before walking more closer, eyes widen in shock to see Jenny standing in front of him, laughing and blushing at whatever he said. 

“Hello? What’s going on here?” You finally spoke, letting them know of your arrival, Jenny first lays eyes on you and you could have sworn her whole mood changes once she sees you, the anger forming inside you once you pick up on what it is. 

You were not one person who anyone could fool as you always see right through them, you have been noticing her actions of trying to get close to Nate for a while now, he might be oblivious to it but you weren’t and you are starting to get pissed off. 

“Hey baby,” Nate says, a smile appearing on his face as he approaches you, leaning in for a kiss as he misses the feel of your lips on his but once you step back, clearly not wanting a kiss from him, he senses that something is wrong. 

“What’s she doing here?” Your eyebrows furrowed together as the anger showcases in your tone, making Nate carry a confused expression on his face wanting to know where this is coming from. 

“Don’t worry, I was just leaving,” Jenny spoke, walking past you and not without you seeing the roll of her eyes. 

Jenny presses the button to the elevator, keeping the smirk to herself knowing she caused a rift in your relationship so it can be easier to get with Nate later on, she’s almost tempted to stay and listen but she had places to be and made her way into the elevator. 

“What was that?” Nate asks, you roll your eyes to him not answering your question, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Answer my question, Nate!” 

“She was just seeking comfort, she’s going through stuff. I was just trying to help.” Nate answers but it doesn’t soothe you. “Why are you being jealous right now?” Nate didn’t understand what was the problem of helping out a friend, you didn’t seem to have a problem before so what could it possibly be other than the mere thought of seeing him with another woman but he never took you as the jealous type as you should know that you were the only girl he had eyes for. 

“I’m not jealous. I can tell she likes you. Why is it you that she goes to confide in when she has Eric, who is one of her closest friends?” You question, letting out a heavy sigh as you cross your arms over your chest, looking him directly in his eyes. You really care and love Nate, the thought of losing him was something heavily on your mind especially with you two spending a lot of time apart. 

“(Name), she probably didn’t feel safe going to him about it.” You could feel the anger boiling over inside of you as he was not getting it, and wasn't seeing it from your point of view. If you had someone stay the night that he was suspicious of liking you, he would feel some type of way. 

“You know what, forget it,” You spit out, turning away from him, heading towards the elevator to leave, not wanting to argue more about it. Before you could even press the button, Nate gently grabs your hand, spinning you to face him. “I thought we promised not to walk away angry at each other?” 

You inhale a breath as he’s right, you did agree to not part ways with each other in a bad mood but you couldn’t help but feel this way, you shouldn’t even be getting this worked up about Jenny when she’s no threat to your relationship. “Can we please sit and talk this out?”

“No, I don’t want to talk,” you look anywhere but at him. Nate takes his hand to your chin using his index and point finger to softly move your head up to connect your eyes with his. “Okay, just listen to me then,” he softly speaks, gently placing his hand on your waist and automatically you lean into his touch, you could never resist him. 

“Nothing happened last night, she just needed someone to talk to as her home is not a safe space anymore with her arguing with her dad and her fallout with Serena.” Nate explains, pulling you closer to him. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to seem jealous,” you begin. “It’s just we have been spending a lot of time away from each other because of our schedule and I miss you.” 

“When I saw her here, I don’t know why but I saw her as a threat to our relationship especially with the way she was all over you, I’m just afraid of the chance I can lose you,” you say, placing your hands on his chest as you look up into his blue eyes. “You have nothing to worry about, I only have eyes for you. 

Nate couldn’t lie, seeing you get all jealous worked him up a little, taking the initiative of pulling you in for a kiss, one that’s he’s been yearning for since he saw you, it’s very long and passionate, feeling the same spark y’all felt the very first time you kissed. 

“You know, instead of going out to eat. How about we stay here and fool around?” Nate smirks as you let out a strong giggle, letting him lead you to the couch. You were just happy that your relationship wasn’t doomed after all.

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[divinedelusional]

it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

nate archibald x gn!reader

word count: 962

warnings: i guess nothing except not proofread work and tooth rooting fluff!

a/n: so hi! uhm this is is my first work on here, so feedback and constructive criticism is welcomed! english is not my first language, so sorry if there's some mistakes. wrote this with female reader in mind, but there's no actual description of reader except reader loving christmas. i wrote it yesterday, on actual 1st of december, since i started counting days to christmas. also i was craving some winter coziness and nate. mild inspiration from gossip girl 5.02 where we have a scene of Nate baking or trying to.

that was long, anyway, i hope you'll enjoy xoxo

It was December 1st, one of your favorite days of the year. You loved how the cold month of December was actually so cozy due to the warmth of holiday spirit. You also loved first day of this month because it meant that you could finally take a breather after thanksgiving that most of the times was filled with drama. This year your family was meeting at your grandma's house in Connecticut and thankfully it was calm and you managed to avoid uncomfortable questions from your family, yet you still were a bit tired and thanked the universe that you were on your way to your boyfriend's place already.

You came into the suite, the doors were unlocked. You were greeted with the sight of living room arranged in holiday theme. Lights were dimmed, the windows were sprayed with snow form the can. The red couch was full of beige cushions, white fuzzy blankets sprawled out all over it, you couldn't even see the original red upholstery. The coffee table was moved closer to tv so there was more space on the carpet which, was covered with more pillows and blankets. Frank Sinatra's christmas songs were playing softly from speakers. Everything was perfect, except your boyfriend wasn't in sight.

"Nate!" you called taking of your coat. No answer so you decided to check the kitchen. There he was, wearing one of his flannels, leaning to kitchen counter, very focused on something. You didn't want to scare him and interrupt in whatever culinary task he was at, but he didn't even heard you coming in, so it was too good opportunity to pass up.

"Boo!!" you called, wrapping your arms around his waist. First you heard a small splash, then him.

"Y/N! Geez you scared me!" he exclaimed with a sigh, easying into your touch and turning in your hold so he could face you.

"Hi" you said after you stared in each others eyes for a while.

"Hi" he answered smiling, then he kissed you lovingly. He hasn't seen you for the past three days and you felt that in his kiss. You would gladly continue, but you're were also curious about the set up in the living room.

"What was that?" you asked after you pulled back.

"What?"

"What made this splash? And what is this situation in living room?" Nate stepped aside so you could see the kitchen counter.

"Natieeee, you're making us hot chocolate?"

"Yeah, and I was in the process of deciding whether to put couple of mini marshmallows on top or to put a giant one and cover it with cream when someone decided to scare me."

"Oh so you were measuring which one looked better, and I made you drop the big marshmallow in my mug?"

"Yeah that's exactly what happened" Nate gestured to your mug and milk that spilled over the side of glass.

"And the living room?"

"I wanted to welcome my baby home with a cozy Christmas date"

"Nate sweetie..."

"It's no big deal y/n, I know how much you love holiday cheer".

"You spoil me".

"I'm your boyfriend!" he chuckled "And I've been waiting to spoil you since you left for thanksgiving, how was it by the way?"

"Good actually, but I missed my boo" you said hugging him. He kissed your forehead.

"I missed you too" he said, smiling into your hair. "Sooo this hot chocolate serving is kind of a fail but I guess it'll do" he pulled back from you to put your glasses on small tray. "Shall we?" you nodded and followed your boyfriend out of the kitchen.

"Nate this is so beautiful, you did this by yourself?"

"Well, Blair brought me the blankets and cushions. But I set everything up". He smiled proud with himself.

"Okay I'm gonna test your cooking skills now" you said taking a sip of chocolate and let a small moan. "Oh my god"

"I passed I suppose" said Nate taking a sip from his mug.

"Damn right you did it's so good" you sighed. "The only thing missing is Christmas tree, but apart from that it's perfect, my big marshmallow" you leaned to Nate and kissed his cheeks and then nose.

"You're so cute, I can't even" Nate said, laughing when you kissed his nose again. "Actually Christmas tree is not here yet because I thought you'd want to decorate it together"

"You're outdoing yourself Nate, I would love to". Nate smiled and kissed you quickly.

"Oh and I got us a couple of Christmas movies, I didn't know what you'd be in a mood for, but we could also just sit together without a movie if you want" he said getting up from the floor.

"You have something form Disney?"

"Christmas Carol and this Beauty and the Beast christmas movie you like".

"Oh, Beauty and the Beast please"

"Whatever you want" Nate smiled and put the cd in. "Move to the couch?"

"Yes please".

You were few minutes into the movie, mugs with chocolate empty now, snuggled together in tons of blankets, but you'd be fine with just Nate since he was always warm. He had package of marshmallows in one hand and his right hand was playing with your hair. You loved it, it always made you feel safe. You could doze off when something disturbed your peace.

"Natie?" you put your head up from his chest. "Don't you feel something burning?"

Nate's brows scrunched and then he realized.

"Oh shit my fudge brownies!"

You didn't even bat an eye, when he untangled himself from blankets and run to the kitchen. You laughed at your boyfriend and then smiled to yourself, beyond grateful that you had Nate and you would make more memories with him while counting days to Christmas.

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GOSSIP GIRL - 1.04 "Part 2: Bad News Blair"

[ursemma]

Video games: chuck bass × f!reader

Warnings:

Being friends with benefits with Chuck Bass on a random summer break wasn't bad until you caught a disease called love. Willing to do anything to make him fall inlove with until you realise he's still in love with Blair.

Based on lana del rey's song video games

Swinging in the backyard

Pull up in your fast car

Whistling my name

Open up a beer

And you say, "Get over here

and play a video game"

I was swinging in my backyard, and I heard chuck calling my name "y/n" he came with a scotch glass in his hand, "wanna play our game?" i chuckled while walking towards him, our game meant a no string attached fuck.

Well atleast for him because it meant more than something to me.

I'm in his favourite sundress

Watchin' me get undressed

Take that body downtown

I wore his favourite purple sundress with a high slit, just how he likes it, "strip" he said and i started undressing under his intense gaze, hunger and lust flashed in his eyes as he kissed me, and the afternoon went just how we wanted.

I say, "You the bestest"

Lean in for a big kiss

Put his favourite perfume on

Go play your video game

"oh god you're the best" I said while trying to catch my breath. He leaned in for kiss and said, "I need to leave for work" I nodded at him and watched as he perfumed himself, "good luck" I wished him knowing how hard he was working, he gave me a smile and went for his work.

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you wanna do

I sighed deeply as I knew he would never love me back, I did everything I could to make him feel something about me but everytime I try, nothing works out. The reason I agreed to this FWB thing because I love him.

I still remember the day i was hanging out at a bar where I met him. The only thing he said was "you look lonely, mind if I join you?" And that's how we ended up in his bed.

All he asked was for simple fuck with no feelings but having attachment issues really didn't helped a bit.

I heard that you like the bad girls

Honey, is that true?

The Upper East side was surely missing their it girl and the queen b, Heard the IT girl and the queen B are back in town from their trip to paris.

Well I hope S you've made your decision, surely you don't wanna walk down the campus single.

And as for B I heard our bad boy is single, but the question is his bad girl available though?

You know you love me,

Xoxo, Gossip Girl.

I sighed at the gossip girl blast, I mean she is true isn't she? He likes girls like Blair Waldorf.

Smart, independent, Queen B, pretty and beautiful, and me? I'm not even close to her.

Suddenly I got a text from chuck, telling me to be ready at 5, we've a party to attend, and my mood instantly lit up.

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

And, baby, now you do

Is he trying? I don't know. I'm not getting my hopes high.

I got ready according to the theme, which was, saints and sinners masquerade ball. I don't know but I'm getting weird feelings of it.

Singin' in the old bars

Swingin' with the old stars

Livin' for the fame

We arrived at the ball and every one was busy dancing, and chit chatting.

I went to the drinks counter and drank whiskey, I heard flashing of cameras every where, you can see the paparazzis through the door.

My mind wondered to chuck. Where was he?

Kissin' in the blue dark

Playin' pool and wild darts

Video games

He holds me in his big arms

Drunk and I am seeing stars

This is all I think of

I heard everyone gasping, i went towards the crowd to see, chuck and Blair kissing and hugging eachother. His games.

I ran with tears running down my eyes and I ended up in a bar.

I finally calmed down, and decided to go home, but I bumped into someone and my purse fell down.

Him and I, we both bent down to pick it up at the same time and our hands brushed eachother, it felt weird.

I looked up and saw his beautiful ocean eyes and a smile that can light up the town.

"Hi I'm Nate Archibald" he said while grinning, and giving his hand for handshake, "I- I know, I mean hi I'm y/n l/n".

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Lipstick

Nate Archibald x Fem! Reader! (NAMED)

“UGH! Get me the new Alexander Mcqueen Bag Dorota!” Blair Screeched at her loyal servant, the latter muttering a meek ‘Yes, Miss Blair’ and hurrying away. Blair Waldorf, the “mean girl” of Constance and self-proclaimed Queen of the Upper East Side was, according to her throwing the “hottest party” in the whole year. ‘Hey B!’ Serena Van der Woodsen, the “it girl” of New York waved to her best friend, running forward and hugging her tightly, ‘I am so happy that you came back from Europe!’ she declared. Blair scoffed while striking names off the invite list, ‘Well, after Chuck ditched me at the airport I decided to take a girl's trip and travel around Europe anyway!’, She put the list down and walked over to the massive tables full of entreès and delicately put one in her mouth, Serena following her, Blair continued, ‘Anyways, enough about my broken love life, what's the gossip I’ve been hearing on you and Nate?”. Serena looked panicked, “There’s absolutely nothing going on between us! I haven’t dated anyone the entire summer!’ She said proudly, Blair paused and looked at Serena, ‘Wait- S, are you telling me you’ve gotten zero action for the ENTIRE Summer?!’. Serena shrugged, ‘Maybe, well there was that one hot lifeguard-’, Blair looked excited, ‘And....?’, ‘I rejected him’. Blair’s face fell, ‘Seriously S?, I’m gone for one summer and-’. Serena shook her head, ‘Wait! Before you launch into one of your speeches, I've got a surprise for you!’, She sang happily, Blair raised her eyebrows, ‘And what might that be May I ask?’. Serena grinningly thrust a letter into her hand, ‘Read it!’ She said. Blair rolled her eyes,

Dear Serena,

I wasn’t sure if you would remember me, but it’s Charlotte, from junior year. I hope you do! Anyways I’m coming back to Constance this year! I could not be more excited to meet you all again! Maybe we could meet up a few days before school starts? Let me where you are. Well Adios for now! Do tell Blair, Nate and Chuck I said hi!(especially Nate)

Love,

Charlotte.

Blair’s eyes widened, ‘Charlotte, the Charlotte is coming back?’ She questioned excitedly, Serena nodded grinning brightly. ‘I already sent her the invite to your party, if that's cool with you? She said that she’ll come.��� Blair smiled, ‘Definitely!’ ‘Wait! Should we tell Nate?’. She asked Serena looking at the letter, ‘Maybe it should be a surprise.’ Blair nodded, starting a conversation about party favours.

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‘I’ve been waiting for this all day.’ Nate muttered, biting her lip, ‘You sure Serena’s okay with covering for you? She was a little cold.’ Catherine said rubbing herself against Nate, ‘Oh she’s totally fine.’ he said closing his eyes and leaning in, ‘But you haven’t told her anything?’ Cathrine questioned pulling Nate for a chaste kiss, He shook his head, ‘All she knows is I’m seeing someone new...I’m not ready to introduce to anyone yet.’ She pulled away, pushing Nate behind and looking at him with a stern look in her eyes, ‘Or ever.’ He finished. ‘Look, she needed time to decompress from her breakup anyway,’ Nate kissed her, ‘Covering for me works for her too.’ A car whizzed by the one they were in, Catherine looked alarmed, ‘Let’s go back to my place before anyone spots us.’ Nate raised his eyebrows, ‘Your House?’ She grinned, nodding, ‘I thought we couldn’t.’ She smiled at him, ‘There’s always the guest house’. Nate chuckled pulling her in for another kiss.

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‘Okay, how do I look?!’ Blair asked twirling around for Serena to see, She smiled ‘Gorgeous as always B.’ She remarked Blair turned around adjusting her iconic bejewelled headband, ‘How do you think She looks now?’ She asked Serena, ‘I don’t think she might have changed too much,’ Serena shrugged. ‘Probably’ Blair agreed. Looking in the mirror, ‘Excuse me?’ She asked a random saleswoman, ‘Can I get this in white?’, The woman nodded and walked towards the display to get it off the mannequin. ‘This dress is perfect for my party!’ She squealed excitedly clapping her hands. Serena smiled, ‘Now that you’re done can we go look for my dress?’, Blair grinned ‘I’m sure I can take out a few minutes of my valuable time to go look for your dress.’ She said, Serena laughed and grabbed Blair by her shoulders, ‘We are getting out now!’. With that the two girls walked out laughing.

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The day of the white party was a complete disaster..... at least it was according to a certain Charles Bass, famously known as Chuck Bass. Blair had asked him if he loved her the day he had met James, Blair’s seemingly “perfect” boyfriend and he had stupidly kept his big mouth shut and made her cry. Showing up to the White party had been a pain in his arse, especially when he saw Blair making out with her new boyfriend who had supposedly gone to “Georgetown”. And then something worth the attention of Chuck Bass happened, He saw Charlotte Jackson, also known as the one who disappeared after Junior year, staring at Serena Van der Woodsen having a spit-swapping session with Nate Archibald. Chuck grabbed a glass of white wine off a tray smirking, ‘Well, that’s going to be fun...’ with that he sauntered off towards an awestruck Charlotte.

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Part 2 is now out!

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Can you do “do any of the clothes you’re wearing belong to you?!” from the poly prompts with the reader and non judging breakfast club ?

sure thing! thanks for the poly njbc request btw <3

(original prompt list can be found here btw in case y'all wanna request something)

Sharing Is Caring (poly Non-Judging Breakfast Club x gn reader)

Warnings: makeout session between the reader and Chuck, offscreen sex/implied smut, hickeys mentioned, fluff other than that

It wasn't always easy being in a polycule, especially one with four of the most well-known Upper East Siders there ever were, but if there was one perk to the chaos of it all it was you never had to worry about running out of clothing.

Take now, for example. You couldn't find any of your own clothes, so naturally you just scouted around the shared penthouse for something, anything to wear before heading out for the day. You were meeting Dan for coffee and didn't want to end up being late.

After what seemed like forever, you were finally able to get together enough articles of clothing to make an outfit, and with that you were off, not bothering to check who the clothes belonged to before leaving. You were sure your partners wouldn't mind if you borrowed their stuff. They never did, because to them it was just further proof you were theirs.

"Hey," you greeted Dan in a slightly breathless voice, having rushed out of the penthouse to the coffee shop so you'd make it on time. "Sorry, my alarm didn't go off. What's up?"

"Well, I see the maid forgot to get your laundry done this morning," he quipped dryly while his eyes flickered along your form, noting the mismatched clothing. Nate's pants, Blair's shirt, Serena's scarf, Chuck's jacket... "As a matter of fact, do any of the clothes you're wearing belong to you?"

"Haha, Dan. Very funny." You rolled your eyes lightheartedly at the question, though you took the moment to glance down at your outfit before realizing he was right. "Um... my underwear is mine, I think. Maybe, I don't know. I didn't really check before putting clothes on."

"Ew," he responded as his nose wrinkled up in disgust. "That was a little bit more information than I needed to know."

"Hey, you asked. I was just answering your question," you gave a casual, unbothered shrug as you replied.

"Whatever. I didn't meet up with you so I could talk about whether the underwear you have on is yours or not," he said before changing the subject to something else. The two of you chatted for a good hour or so, starting to walk down the streets together after getting your coffee. You were just about to point out the time when a limo pulled up alongside the sidewalk. It didn't take a genius to realize who it belonged to.

Dan rolled his eyes while muttering something about unnecessary wealth, which you just ignored. The window to the backseat rolled down, revealing none other than Chuck. "I was in the area and figured you may need a ride given how cold it is," he spoke in that smooth baritone of his before you could ask what he was doing there.

This time it was your turn to roll your eyes. As if he didn't already know about you meeting up with Dan from Serena. You knew you couldn't trust her to keep her mouth shut. "Oh, I'm sure you were just 'in the area'," you said as he got out, holding the door open for you while shooting Dan a smug look that said "I get to have more time with them than you do".

"I guess I'll just catch up with you later, then," Dan grumbled as he watched you disappear into the back of the limo, clearly not too pleased about his meet-up with you getting cut short.

"Bye, Dan," you called out once Chuck got back in and the limo started to pull away, putting the window back up so the car wouldn't be affected by the cold chill in the air. You spoke again after a moment or so. "We need to stop by the penthouse before lunch so I can change."

"Why do you need to change? I think you look absolutely delectable in what you're wearing," Chuck purred out as his eyes flickered hungrily up and down your body where you sat in the backseat, taking in your choice of clothing.

"Nothing that I'm wearing is mine, Chuck. None of it matches, either," you began, your next sentence getting cut off by a squeal of surprise as he pulled you into his lap.

"You don't need to change. You look fine," he insisted as his hands held onto your hips, keeping you in his lap as he pulled you in for a needy kiss. "Besides, I'm sure the others would agree with me."

"Blair wouldn't. She'd think I look like an unorganized mess," you pointed out between kisses, instinctively tilting your head to the side as he started to trail his mouth down your jaw to your neck.

"Well, she's just going to have to deal with it, because we're not stopping." Chuck was a man of his word. Rather than taking you back to the penthouse so you could get changed, he took you in the backseat instead before you met with the rest of your partners for lunch.

Ever the gentleman, he opened the door for you once you got there and wrapped an arm snugly around your waist so your legs wouldn't give out, knowing how weak they currently were from your earlier activities. You were just happy the scarf you had on was hiding the fresh hickeys on your neck.

Everyone had the expected response to seeing you wear their clothes. Serena thought you looked amazing regardless, Blair questioned your taste minus the shirt you had on (and that was only because it belonged to her), and Nate had to be told who's clothes they were by Serena after commenting on how familiar they looked.

"Why couldn't you just put on your own clothes this morning?" Nate questioned in confusion, his head tilted slightly to the side in a way that you all agreed made him look like a puppy dog. A golden retriever, to be exact.

"Because I couldn't find any this morning when I looked, and I didn't want to be late to meet Dan." Noticing the scowl on Chuck's face at your words, you added, "Oh, relax. And unclench your jaw before you crack a tooth."

Serena giggled at the interaction before reaching her hand across the table to rest on top of yours. "Well, I think our stuff looks good on you. After all, sharing is caring, right?"

You couldn't argue with her there. Sharing was caring, especially in your case. And given just how much you loved your partners and the dynamic you shared with them, you wouldn't have it any other way.

End notes: I know there wasn't a big section with the actual njbc but I'm always eager to write more for them if y'all want!

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sfw hcs, nate archibald.

summary: nate and sfw hcs!

warnings: not yet proofread!

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The original and best golden retriever boyfriend out there.

He’s so obsessed with you, literally worships the ground you walk on.

It took some time for the two of you to finally get together, as you were worried about Blair’s reaction, but she ended up being supportive, since you were happy.

He loves spoiling you but hates when you spoil him. He’ll buy you anything you want or ask for but as soon as you spend even a dollar on him, he’ll insist on paying you back or buying you something in return.

His favourite date with you isn’t some expensive restaurant, he just loves when he gets to come over to your house and order takeout while watching a movie.

That being said, he doesn’t mind going out to a fancy place if you ask. Of course, he insists on paying though.

Whenever he’s having family issues and needs to get away, he always goes to you for comfort and a place to stay until he’s back on his feet.

Speaking of family issues, even though he doesn’t always know how to voice his appreciation, you’re always there to step up and defend him against his father or anyone else whenever he can’t.

Your family adores him and constantly asks about him, he’s literally the most respectful boyfriend you could’ve asked for.

Nate definitely loves wearing couples costumes during Halloween or having a sleepover and wearing matching pyjamas during Christmas, even though he pretends it’s silly.

In conclusion, this man loves you so much and sees you as his lifetime partner, you’re just so special to him.

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Gossip Girl masterlist~

Dark content ahead. Read at your own risk

Serena van der Woodsen

Yandere/dark! Serena van der Woodsen x gn reader scenario: she purposely relapses in order to manipulate you to stay with her

Perv! Serena van der Woodsen x gn reader scenario: she masturbates with a piece of your clothing without your knowledge

Perv! Serena van der Woodsen x gn reader scenario: you punish her for stealing your clothing

Perv! Serena van der Woodsen x gn reader scenario: she calls you late at night with only one thing on her mind

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Blair Waldorf

Blair Waldorf x perv! gn reader scenario: she finds out you stole her underwear and decides to punish you for it

Yandere/dark! Blair Waldorf x gn reader scenario: she forces you to strip and get yourself off on camera, which quickly backfires when you can't do it properly

Yandere/dark! Blair Waldorf x gn reader scenario: you're only hers, and she devises a plan to keep it that way

Yandere/dark! Chuck Bass and yandere/dark! Blair Waldorf x gn reader scenario: they remind you just who you belong to after you're flirted with at a party

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Chuck Bass

Perv! Chuck Bass x gn reader scenario: he shotguns smoke into your mouth

Perv! Chuck Bass x male reader scenario: he corners you in the bathroom at school

Yandere/dark! Chuck Bass and yandere/dark! Blair Waldorf x gn reader scenario: they remind you just who you belong to after you're flirted with at a party

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Jenny Humphrey

Yandere/dark! beta! Jenny Humphrey x alpha! gn reader scenario: she can't help but love you despite her low status

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Georgina Sparks

Yandere/dark! Georgina Sparks x gn reader scenario: she gets possessive over you and marks you up as a result

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Lily van der Woodsen

Yandere/dark! sugar mommy! Lily van der Woodsen x gn reader headcanons

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ethereal

nate archibald x female reader

word count: 2356

warnings: slight angst i guess, altough is mainly fluff, and happy ending! slight hurt/comfort? mentions of alcohol. body image, insecurities. slightly suggestive at the end, but no smut! also Serena is not a villian in this.

synopsis: you get insecure about your smaller breasts while picking out a dress to wear for the white party, but Nate is there to comfort you

a/n: requested by the lovely @luluartpop! i hope i met your expectations. it's a longer fic and i know i could do it in a headcanon form, but what can i say, i got carried away with summer in the hamptons fantasy, xoxo

Sun illuminated your skin, slightly damp after taking a swim in the giant pool at the Hamptons house. Nate went to play squash with Chuck, leaving you for an hour, so you decided to relax outside. You couldn't be happier at the moment. You and Nate started dating right after new years party, and now that summer was coming to an end, your relationship was going strong after nine months. You were so comfortable and so in love with each other and most importantly you trusted each other. Nate didn't question you for hours before you were going out with your friends and you never were mad at him when girls tried to flirt with him. He only had his eyes on you and every girl who thought she stood a chance with him, quickly found out that he is taken and is proud to be your boyfriend. Speaking of your boyfriend, you suddenly noticed that someone blocked the sun, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"You're blocking the sun, baby" you said not opening your eyes.

"Oh really? My bad" Nate answered smirking and sat next you on the lounger. "Babe, i wanna se your pretty eyes" he said rubbing your thigh.

"Don't you know that the prince needs to kiss the princess so she'll open her eyes?" you asked lazily.

Nate's hand moved from your thigh to cup your waist, he leaned in and you felt his sweet lips on yours. He was kissing you slowly, licked your lower lip and you let him in. You continued to kiss like this for a while.

"You taste like watermelon" Nate said smiling.

"That's my watermelon maragritas, you can have one too" you said and got up from the chair.

"Where you going?" Nate asked.

"I need to get dressed, Serena's going to be here in like 10 minutes" Nate looked at you confused. "You know, to try on some dresses? For the white party tomorrow." you smiled

"Ohh right yeah." Nate got up from his spot too. "So have fun then." he smiled and gave you quick kiss.

You were just about to disappear in the house, when Nate yelled after you.

"Y/N!"

"What?"

"You look fuckin hot"

"Oh, I know that" you gave him million dollar smile, but when you entered the house you giggled at his compliment, excited to pick an outfit for tomorrow's party that you'll look just as hot in as you looked in your bikini now.

"Come on you got a bunch of white dresses in your closet" Serena said while roaming through the racks.

"Nothing feels right you know" you answered staring at the floor.

Serena found a dress for herself 15 minutes ago. Actually she tried on just two dresses out of ten she brought to your house and was pleased with her choice. You on the other hand didn't like any outfit you saw yourself wearing in your head, when you thought about the party earlier.

"Hey, what's Nate gonna wear? Maybe that will give you some inspiration, you could match or something" Serena smiled.

"Oh he said he has like three options and when I tell him what's the vibe of my outfit he's gonna take the one that matches mine the most" you smiled softly.

"What do you think of this one?" Serena took a dress out of her stash of clothes.

It was a simple white tube dress, with a flowy skirt, material very light and similar to the dress Serena chose for herself. You quickly tried it on and looked at yourself in the mirror.

"Serena I look like a braidsmaid at a beach wedding"

"But maybe that's the vibe! You could have your hair down in a loose braid, or we can even put some flowers in your hair"

The idea would occurred to you, if only ten minutes ago Serena wouldn't say no to the dress you liked the best, which was short, satin dress, with thin straps and square neckline that was a perfect fit for your smaller breasts. Besides, that dress was special to you, because the first day of your Hamptons vacation, Nate surprised you with a picnic and you were wearing it. You thought it would be nice to wear it to end summer.

"Serena, you told me the picnic satin dress wasn't good enough, because white party is too formal event for such and now you wanna go with beach wedding vibe?" you asked, no malice in your tone, although you started to get annoyed.

"Oh gosh yeah I guess your right" your friend chuckled. "Uhmm but I don't know if you don't want to go in any of your dresses maybe I'll lend you this one? It's similar to mine, but the shoulders are down, and you like this type" Serena handed you the dress. She was right, you liked summer clothes with shoulder down and the dress was really pretty with slight sliver shine, while Serena's dress was milky white. You changed into the dress and Serena gasped.

"Y/N!" you look like a princess!" you twirled in her dress and you'd have to say she was right.

"You're gonna wear your hair up?" you asked her and she nodded. "Then that way I can wear them down, maybe put this pearl clip in the back of my head"

"Yess!! And we can totally match that way, oh my god I'm so excited!" Serena exclaimed. She stood next to you in the mirror and you truly looked amazing together. But there was one thing that suddenly got you upset. Broad straps of Serena's dress, the depp v line and material gathered in the middle of her chest made her cleavage and boobs look perfect. Meanwhile you realized that if you want to make your breasts to look as good in your dress, you'd need to wear a strapless push up bra, or tape your boobs the right way and you hated doing that. Last time you used boob tape was probably for the dress you wore at cotillion, almost a year ago. You sighed, tired with the fitting but masked your concerns with a smile.

"Can't wait to wear that dress then"

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" You and Nate were outside eating your dinner, he ordered you favorite ravioli and opened a bottle of white wine, yet you didn't take a sip this evening and barely ate two ravioli.

"You've been dragging that raviolo through your plate for over ten minutes baby, what is it? You're feeling sick or something?"

"No, no Nate I just... I don't know, I'm just not that hungry right now. In fact you know, I am gonna go take a shower, I'll eat later" you said getting up from the table.

"Okay, but Y/N, please if you need something just call me okay? I'll do the dishes and I'll go upstairs." Nate put your hand on yours before you got up from the table.

"Sure, don't worry baby" you said and went upstairs with your eyes already glossed, but thankfully Nate couldn't see it. You quickly got upstairs and laid on the bed, trying to figure out a way to escape thoughts that were bringing you down. After what felt like a second to you, you got up but you realized you've been laying like that for 15 minutes. You wanted to finally take a shower, but you noticed the dress you were supposed to wear tomorrow and suddenly tears filled your eyes. You let out a silent sob, your back turned to the door, so you didn't see Nate coming in.

"Y/N baby, what is it?" you felt your boyfriends hands on your arms. You looked at him, tears streaming down your cheeks, you sobbed again. The view was breaking his heart.

"Nate" you chocked out, when he took you in your arms. You clinged to him and he walked you towards the bed and sat you on his lap. He was stroking your hair, not saying anything, waiting for you to let it all out.

"Sweetheart?" he asked when your sobs stopped. You were tracing circles on his chest with your finger and you hid your head in the crook of his neck when you mumbled "It's Serena".

"What? What happened?" he asked confused.

"Well it's actually not Serena, well partly but... i mean it's about her and the dresses too."

"Something happened while you were trying on the dresses? Baby please tell me"

"But promise you won't laugh Nate, deep down I know that what im gonna say it's stupid, but please"

"How could I ever laugh at you in such situation? Don't worry baby, just tell me" You took a deep breath and you told him everything.

"I mean we were trying on this dress right, and I wanted to wear the one I had on our picnic you know which one" Nate nodded "And Serena said that the white party was too formal for this"

"What? Where on earth? I mean it's not like you can wear pjs but the dress would be amazing!"

"Yeah I know, but then I was like, maybe I can wear something new right, so she gave me her dress" you pointed at the chair that the dress was laying on. "You know we could match each other with this dresses but her... her" you sniffled.

"Her what?" You yet again hid your face from him. He felt your tears on his t shirt.

"Her boobs look better than mine and I don't wanna go. They,re so small and I don't want to keep disappointing you," you finally said it.

"Hey, babe, look at me please" you looked at him, already embarrassed with what you just said. Nate's hand went under your blouse and rested on your left breast, but he didn't take his eyes off of yours.

"Listen to me baby. I. Love them" he said and squeezed your breast lightly. You let a small gasp. "I also love you" he cupped your face in his hands, thumb wiping off your tears. You chuckled. "Seriously babe, I don't know why you suddenly felt that way about your perfect chest but listen I love it. I love you. You look amazing sweetie. Everyday. In your bikini when you spend hours in water and then the next couple hours tanning. In my t-shirts in the morning, or after shower when we're watching a movie. In your sports bra, when we're going for a run in the morning. Oh and this picnic dress Serena didn't like? You know how you looked that day? Ethereal baby. Seriously, that day, first day of summer I thought to myself how lucky I am, that a girl who's so beautiful both outside and inside, is mine. Three months went by and I still can't believe my luck, you know that?"

You looked at your boyfriend in awe, feeling like you could start to cry again any minute.

"Nate, honey I don't know what to say..."

"You don't need to" Nate said taking your hands in his. "Just don't let your thoughts do that to you. Don't doubt yourself, your beauty, and my love for you. And don't listen to Serena if she says something stupid" you let out a laugh at that one. "Why'd you cared about her anyway?"

"I don't know, i know she didn't want to upset me, I didn't even let her see how I felt"

"Then what was it?"

"She just you know, she looked wonderful in her dress. Perfect. And you know, your history I thought that..."

"Our history ended, y/n. A long time ago. Since you're in my life, there's no one who could compare to you. She may be perfect to everyone else, but you are my perfection." Nate looked at you again, as you smiled sincerely for the first time today, since the dress fitting.

"There she is" Nate said smiling. You hugged him once more, relaxing into his embrace.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, baby" you said.

"And what I'd be without you I don't know either" Nate chuckled and kissed your head. "Hey babe, but what about the dress?"

"Oh my god" you said, getting out of his grip and getting of the bed.

"Hey baby easy, didn't want to stress you"

"No Nate im fine" you called roaming through the racks "I just remembered I had something perfect" Nate got out of bed and followed you, curious what you found.

"Here! This is what I looked for!". you exclaimed. You were holding a hanger with a linen white dress, spaghetti straps meeting at where the nape of the neck would be, backless with high slit on the right side. So simple but so classy.

Nate looked at you with adoration, happy that your spirit was back, his girl happy with sparkling eyes, that was all he needed.

"I'll try it on tomorrow I'm too tired for this today" you said happy that you finally chose something.

"I'm sure it will fit perfectly, sweetheart" Nate came up to you wrapping his arms around your waist. "You were saying something about shower earlier?"

"Yeah, you wanna go?"

"Mhm, in a minute" he started kissing your neck.

"Why not now?"

"You know" he started taking your blouse off, his hands cupped your breasts. "I have to make sure your not gonna get insecure about 'em" he twisted your nipple gently. You moaned a little.

"Can you be doing that while we shower?"

"Yes ma'am" he kissed your neck and picked you up bride style.

Needless to say that the next day at the white party you and Nate stole the show. You looked amazing in your dress, you were also glad that you choose this one, cause it covered all of the hickeys Nate left on your breasts last night, you couldn't even believe that yesterday you were so insecure. You were glowing and Nate couldn't be happier. Summer was coming to an end, but he was sure that your relationship was just at the beginning of a long, love filled journey.

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