#julien x obie

[osanostra]

Updating GGRB Bets After Season Finale

A little late, had no time to watch the episode 😅

⬜️ Audrey fells for Max

⬜️ Two of the throuple start sneaking around

✅ Someone from the throuple becomes a third wheel and they break up with a fight -- win, Audrey and Aki together and without Max

✅ Julien and Obie back together

✅ GG is taken down for at least a while -- win, Kate is down forever, and AAAH I LOVED THE RESTAURANT SCENE

✅ Kate Keller goes evil

⬜️ Zoya pulls out Jenny Humphrey and tries to become a queen of Constance

✅ Georgina Sparks is in only 1-2 episodes

✅ Georgina helps Kate run GG and makes it hell

6 outta 9

oh and Audrey looks like Blair in this outfit, it's lovely

[kierreras]

! spoilers for gossip girl reboot are below !

overall, my biggest hope for the finale was fulfiled - kate was exposed and she is finally in jail. so yeah, i can count that as a win

still, gg reboot worked for me not only because of drama it had (and i am a sucker for drama), but because characters were really interesting and i personally resonated with some of them. so of course i am mad because we were robbed of good ending. luna finally getting her voice and having a storyline only for it to be thrown away like it didn’t happen. monet not being in italy when savannah was there during filming. couldn’t they include her in group scenes? i guess we will never know. oh, and the most boring character like obie being included in main gg plot, Rome plot, gg reveal plot. don’t get me started on this one cause i don’t even understand why they kept him around. zoya finally getting a promising love interest and his scenes with the whole group being cut? such a bad move.

as for triad, i am mad and disappointd. just a week earlier i was clowning myself thinking that they are going to break them three up. and what do we have here? aki and audrey throwing max under the bus again. them completely erasing their whole development only to end up together without any worries about max. and poor max feeling like they both played with him an got tired of him. i feel so sorry for him because he is the one character in this whole reboot who changed the most since the first episode. he is the only one whose development and progress were not forgot about.

thomas doherty is an amazing actor because i also cried with him when he realised that aki and audrey are not in love with him like he is with them. writers are really cruel for letting this scene be in the final cut because once again we have a media example that throuples are just for sex and sex only. once again tv series is proving that polyamory does not exist in a healthy way. once again the golden couple stays together and redeemed character is getting heartbroken. i can’t even describe in words what i am feeling right now because not only the triad had no purpose with this ending, but a character that had so much growth during the series has circled back to point zero. if writers were backing them up and completing most of the storylines because they suspected that the series is not going to be renewed, why letting triad stay this way? why breaking them up and pointing that their whole relationship mattered only to max and leaving aki and audrey together? i am so pissed at creators now. and if before finale i was able to defend them, now i actually can’t.

so, jobie and akidrey are getting their onscreen endgames while other characters get nothing. good to go gg reboot!

my ideal finale of this season would have been if triad broke up - them three breaking up and finding themselves outside of relationship. like we could have finally have their separated storylines and them being independent characters. specifically audrey and aki needed that. so i really hoped that three of them would break up, discover themselves and around season three finale they would realise what they are missing. so starting the last episodes of season three triad would be getting closer again and realising that the three of them are still in love with each other. they would have a confession in season finale and finally getting together in a healthy way (without sneaking behind each other backs and having any doubts) in the beginning of season four. as josh mentioned, he wanted to have four seasons of gg, so as for season four, i imagined characters to have college-related drama. for the triad, i think that they could have had a “will we last long-distance or not” just like seth and summer from the oc in season three. no cheating, no doubting each other, not any of them feeling extra. just regular senior year drama that every high school relationship goes through. i feel really robbed and i would be looking forward reading josh’s interview because i think he is going to share some of their plans for future seasons. also, let’s not forget that initial plan was for triad to be an endgame. so let’s focus on that

[a-member-of-minuteswithmandm]

I'm sure it's been discussed to death but the writers really shot themselves in the foot when they made decisions about season 2

Georgina Sparks had the potential to be SUCH a good storyline but they just made her a crazy 30 year old who thought it was funny to fuck around with teenagers she didn't know?

The throuple could have been something done well but with the weak acting (Aki), the inability to figure out what direction they wanted to go in, and the complete disrespect of Max, that just ended in a shit show

Monet and Luna deserved **SO** much better. They could literally do anything in the world with those two but instead they relegated Luna to being an invisible background character and basically insulted Monet with the silly back and forth of "bad bitch" energy they were trying to channel

Julien and Zoya just do not give main character energy sorry. Julien had a bunch of insane storylines this season E.G sleeping with a legal adult who was pretending to be married....that added absolutely nothing to the show? And she repeatedly shit all over her friends' wants and then was shocked they were upset with her....and her back and forth of being "good", lord I'm so grateful to never hear the phrase "stop the story" ever again

I'm not even going to get into the mess that was the teachers smh

Seriously the only good things were the little moment we got of Max and Luna being friends and (potential controversial opinion) Obie's storyline in the second half of the season was fun for me.

Basically the season was not it. And we talk about it on our channel this week so feel free to watch and let us know in the comments if you agree or disagree!!

[zoyetagenda]

You Are My Mj

Zoyet (Zoya X Monet)

Pairing - monet de haan x zoya lott

Summary:

Zoya: Monet you are my MJ Monet: What is an MJ?

Warnings - none

Word count - 1,057

While in Dumbo Hall, Zoya found herself overcome with boredom. She couldn't help but wish she had remained at home, resisting Julien's persuasive efforts to join in for a "girls" night out. Standing at the bar, she impatiently awaited the drinks that Julien had insisted she orders, all the while observing Julien engrossed in a small photoshoot using Luna's phone working on her angles.

Amidst her anticipation, Monet entered the scene, and Zoya's heart seemed to momentarily cease its beat. A history between Zoya and Monet remained hidden from prying eyes, a secret romance growing since Friendsgiving's fateful night. When Zoya discovered the shocking revelation of Obie and Julien's affair. That same night she left her apartment to keep her distance from Julien and found herself at Dumbo Hall. As the pieces of her world unraveled, she found solace at the bar, where Monet, too sought refuge. With the allure of alcohol, they bonded over shared experiences of familial complexities. They ended the night in a hotel room where they let their inhibitions go and shared a night of passion. From that very night, an unforeseen connection had formed, leading to a series of secretive rendezvous for weeks.

Initially, their connection had been purely physical, devoid of emotional entanglements. However, time and proximity had conspired, causing Zoya's sentiments to shift. The very person who had once been her tormentor had unexpectedly become the object of her affection. Zoya wanted to tell her she was falling in love with her but knew confessing it to Monet would only push her away. Expressing emotions was something Monet consistently avoided, and she was aware that disclosing her love would likely follow the same pattern.

Monet had walked in with her latest hairstyle, vibrant red hair with bangs. From the very first moment, Zoya laid eyes on Monet, she believed that Monet was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. There was not a single day where Zoya didn't feel like Monet's beauty took her breath away. However, seeing Monet flaunt this new luminous appearance sparked something within her. The coloring of Monet's hair brought to mind characters like Ariel from "The Little Mermaid" and Mary Jane from her favorite comic book and superhero of Spider-Man.

As Zoya watched Monet approach, she offered Monet a drink. "I got this for you, knowing you'd show up," Zoya admitted, a slight smile on her lips.

Accepting the drink, Monet playfully remarked, "Stalking me now, are we lil Z?" Playing into the appearance of not being friends, and proceeded to savor her martini. Monet's gaze shifted towards Zoya, who found herself unable to look away. "What is it?" Monet asks, her irritation evident.

Drawing strength from her drink, Zoya mustered the words she could. Nervously, she muttered, "Monet, you're my MJ," finally allowing her feelings for Monet to see the light of day.

Monet appeared puzzled, prompting her to ask, "What is an 'MJ'?"

Zoya sighed and playfully rolled her eyes, realizing she shouldn't have anticipated Monet to grasp the comic book reference. "Forget it. Let's join Julien," she suggested, reaching for the remaining drinks from the bartender.

*****

At school, Monet claimed her usual spot at the table where she and her friends would gather. While she waited for them to arrive, she took a moment to respond to a "good morning" text from Zoya that she had inadvertently overlooked earlier in the day as she had been preoccupied with getting ready for school.

Following, Aki skated up to the same table and hopped off his skateboard before taking a seat. "Hey, Monet," he greeted, his attention immediately drawn to her vibrant red hair. A warm smile spread across his face. "I like your hair."

Monet offered a gracious nod in response. "Hey, Aki. Thanks. I wanted to try something new."

He nodded in understanding. "I get it," he remarked, gesturing towards his pink buzzcut. "Trying something new can be fun, and it suits you. Reminds me of MJ."

Monet couldn't help but roll her eyes, growing increasingly irritated by the recent déjà vu of that same comment Zoya had made. "What the hell is an 'MJ'?" she vented in frustration, causing Aki to look perplexed by her sudden annoyance.

"Mary Jane?" Aki offered with simplicity. "She's Spider-Man's girlfriend? She is the love of his life, his everything."

Monet was taken aback, a sudden realization dawning upon her as she grasped the analogy and the intent behind Zoya's words. Zoya, in her nerdy way, revealed her genuine emotions. Referring to Monet as her "MJ" was Zoya's clever way of confessing that Monet was the person she cherished most, the love of her life.

"I've got to find Zoya," Monet declared, swiftly rising from her seat at the table and scanning the surroundings. Observing Julien's presence at school, Monet guessed that Zoya must also be around. She walked over to Julien. "Have you seen Zoya?" she asked urgently, to which Julien shook her head, implying no. Monet then resumed her quest through the school premises.

Her eyes then caught sight of Zoya at a table on the far side of the courtyard, engrossed in a book and sitting alone. Monet's voice rang out across the open space as she shouted, "ZOYA!" Without hesitation, she rushed toward her, closing the distance between them.

A hint of fear appeared on Zoya's face as Monet approached. Her mind raced, thoughts spiraling with worries like, "Did we get caught?” “Is she about to break up with me?" "Is she here to criticize or humiliate me?" Zoya mustered her nerves and asked, "What is it, Monet?"

A smile began to grace Monet's lips as she looked at Zoya. "I want to be your MJ," she uttered. Zoya's face changed from nervousness to confusion as she responded, "You...wha-"

Monet's actions cut off Zoya's words as she softly cups her cheek. Leaning in, she pressed her lips against Zoya's in a tender, unabashed kiss that speaks volumes of their connection. No longer concerned about the observers around them.

Zoya is taken aback by Monet's bold move. However, she is pleasantly surprised and finds herself reciprocating the kiss.

Monet pulls back from the kiss, their eyes locking in a moment of pure bliss and realization.

Monet is Zoya's Mary Jane. She is the love of her life, her everything.

The End

[manyfandomocs]

💌 + All That Glitters?

Yes yes

Andrea x Monet

Gavin x Aki x Audrey

Matthew x Luna

Max x (the temptation to give Lorenzo a little All That Glitters cameo is strong)

Zoya x Shan

Julien and Obie idk yet because I don’t love them together but I don’t know if I’m gonna make little ocs for them either (tbh I might just let Julien be single I feel like she deserves some her time)

Send me 💌 + an oc/fic and I’ll list all of the endgame ships in that series

[randomestroleplays]

𝔨𝔶𝔩𝔞 𝔨𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯 ⊱⋆⊰ 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔢𝔱 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱

fandom: gossip girl 2021

open to: platonic, romantic, and sexual relationships with original or canon characters, would love to explore any slightly toxic dynamic, with max or another character, involving a lot of negging and a bit of classism

content warnings: underage drinking and drug use

Hardly anyone at Constance Billard knew who Kyla Keller was, but she was okay with that.  After all, being invisible was better than being actively unpopular.  And for Kyla, whose enrolment at the school was only due to her older sister being a teacher, qualifying her for a generous scholarship, being unpopular would have been a death sentence. She watched the popular kids from afar, always wishing that she could be a part of that elite inner circle, but never daring to aim above her station.

Until the day that Julien fucking Calloway sought her out specifically, inviting Kyla to join her friends — the ultimate elite even by Constance standards — for a night at Dumbo Hall, full makeover included.  Suddenly thrown into the world she’d only ever dreamed of, Kyla thinks that her life is finally taking a turn for the better.  But with Gossip Girl watching their every move and everyone’s secrets coming to light, Kyla is about to find out that all that glitters really isn’t gold, and she might have been better off with her old anonymity.

(x)

faceclaim: sydney sweeney

age: 17

ships: max wolfe

friends: audrey hope, aki menzies, obie bergmann, julian calloway, luna la, monet de haan, kate keller

affiliations / allies: constance billard school

enemies: gossip girl

alignment: neutral good

enneagram type: type 3 — the achiever

soul type: the sage

mbti: infp-t — the mediator

Hogwarts House: ravenclaw

Element: water

Trope: i just want to be special

Theme Song: jealousy jealousy, olivia rodrigo

Quote: am i pretty?  do people like me yet?  is there a party?  am i invited?

[gghbosource]

GOSSIP GIRL 2021 1.03 “Lies Wide Shut”

[jaehyunsbreadbasket]

Obie is trash and Julien and Zoya both deserve better. There is no argument, this is just a fact.

[darkstar84]

I was not expecting this friend group being this incestuous this early in the series (quite literally due to there being actual sisters involved). This is personally why I opt for the idea of dating outside your friend group, keeps people from getting too codependent.

[captainanchoystwos]

julien & obie I friends

[apinchofm]

me trying to improve zoya and julien's relationship one fic at a time.

obie is trash. so feel free to enjoy his dragging in this.

[osanostra]

Updating GGRB Bets After E7

⬜️ Audrey fells for Max

⬜️ Two of throuple start sneaking around

⬜️ Someone from the throuple becomes a third wheel and they break up with a fight

✅ Julien and Obie back together -- sparkling win, I guess they'll have some drama in the next ep but they'll end up together at least for a while

⬜️ GG is taken down for at least a while

⬜️ Kate Keller goes evil -- maybe now??? her speech about being a predator is promising

⬜️ Zoya pulls out Jenny Humphrey and tries to become a queen of Constance

✅ Georgina Sparks is in only 1-2 episodes -- she's leaving now right?

✅ Georgina helps Kate run GG and makes it hell

[povofjustme]

A New Start - Obie Bergman imagine {OC} GGReboot

Title: A new start

Pairing: Obie Bergman x Black Reader

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

——————————————————————————————

Full Name: Charlotte Jean

Nickname: CJ, Char, Jeans, Lotts

Birthday: August 23, 2005 - 17

Born: New York

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

Residence: Upper East Side

Instagram: @CharlotteJeans (300k follower)

*Relationships*

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

Romance: Obie Bergman (boyfriend)

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

Enemies: Julien Calloway (frenemy)

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

- Charlotte grow up as a dancer

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

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

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

- And there for her twin brother, music and sports

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

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

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

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

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

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

- The Wolves and The Jeans were very close friends

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

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

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

- He saw he and gave her a big hug

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

“It CJ, call me CJ”

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

“And this is Obie”

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

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

- They were all on the stares when Monet asked her

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

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

“Wait tonight at 8” Obie asked

“Yes, actionaly” CJ said laughing it off

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

“Sure why not”

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

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

- Obie would do anything to hang out with her

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

- At school they would eat together and just become friends

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

- Frances help him out as will

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

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

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

- They were cute couple

- Obie met CJ parents and loved him

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

- They would go to big events together

- Obie would take her to different places in NY

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- It was a fun and relaxing

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

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

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

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

- After that, everyone loved them. Obie was happy

- GG would post things on IG

*It pictures of CJ and Obie*

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

#Team Julien s or #Team CJ

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

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

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

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

- Found out the CJ and Frances are adopted twins

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

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

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

- Frances was a Drug addict

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

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

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

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

“On look who made it back” Monets

“What is that supposed to mean” CJ questioned

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

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

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

“You sent this about my brother?”

“I- I-”

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

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

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

- Julien couldn't say anything

“This is about Obie” Max spock up

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

“ You are a disgusting fucking person”

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

Part 2?

[kneamet]

Ewan McGregor’s characters in yandere (3 part)

and I finally deigned to release the third part, which i promised you fur more than two months! i hope you liked it very much and partly dedicated (because it was written because of this person) to @compulsivewriter111​. thank you!

Brendan Lynch — possessive, aggressive, obsessive and controlling yandere.

In his work — if there was such a name — there was an unspoken rule: either you stop thinking with a penis, or you get the fuck out of the team; a person of the first type deserved to die, because he can easily betray a friend and substitute the team. Brendan couldn't stand traitors; his eyes glowed like steel, his hands clenched tightly, ready to stab, and his body tensed. He killed traitors, abandoned them and destroyed them; who knew that after serving a long term, he would still take pity on you. In prison, Brendan had all the time in the world, and he was thinking during chess games about you, your betrayal and betrayal; he was thinking about how he would get even with you, burn his own name on his body.

The first meeting was sudden and very meager, just glances were enough; the second, when Sam already informed him about your participation in the robbery, Brendan could not stand it, he accumulated hatred for a long time, but everything turned out more or less peacefully, apart from a couple of bruises on wrists, neck and stomach. Brendan, teeth clenched, will take you with him and will not let you go a step, will always be near, like a demon, a ghost, a devil. He threatens you when he sees disobedience, and beats you for running away. Control is his middle name.

Don't make Brendan angry — every dog in Australia knows about it. And it doesn't matter if you are his friend or his beloved, he will not stand it and take out his anger on you, make you beg for forgiveness on his knees. The scenes of betrayal remain fresh; Lynch literally makes you walk around the house on tiptoe, and when he takes a shower, he demands that you sit next to him so that he can see you. He hates screams, he hates pathetic people with their «don't hurt me»; he shuts your mouth and no matter how much you try to escape, Brendan won't let you go. For too long his fate has been controlled by you, his time has come.

“Do what you're fucking told.”

***

Elmont — protective, possessive, controlling and obsessive yandere.

Elmont knew about the rules from childhood, adjusted to others and always respected future responsibilities, had an idea of honor and was ready for anything. What he was not ready for was friend Isabelle — it was their youth and Elmont looking after them noblely when they, in an attempt to escape from the palace, stole things and food from the maids. When he was once again assigned to guard a newly arrived princess from another kingdom, he was not happy; when he found out that this princess was you, his heartbeat seemed to be audible even through his armor.

This time your stay has become a long one. He seems to already know you by heart — he has long since learned your habits, the way you walk and hold a sword, since he taught it himself, — the charming voice and even the seductive smell of your hair; Elmont could recognize your top slightly, even surrounded by men alone; and beside you — Isabelle, just like you, wearing long hoods. With your escapes, you only complicate his life, but sometimes it seems as if he is fascinated by it, as if he likes to chase you.

You will never be able to hear a confession from his mouth, but full control is provided for you; even Isabelle Elmont treats more favorably than he treats you, constantly saying that this is just your safety. He often reminds you of your dead mother, and when he holds you in a warm embrace, he caresses your head and says that he will protect you; that he is always there, and you have him. And he has you.

"Princess, you don't know about obligations and laws any better than I do, but does that stop me from loving you?”

***

Alistair Martland — jealous, obsessive, soft and dependent yandere.

An old love, a university love, his very real love. No matter how much time passed, no matter what adventures she got involved in (and he with her), no matter how many refusals he heard, Alistair knew: he was doomed to be with you, to be under your seductive power. The written poems from the university, which he is still afraid to read to you, were still kept in his house, but he never had the courage. The boss of M-5, a promising employee, locked in a kennel of his own emotions, too sensitive and knowing you from cover to cover. You've been saving him, helping him, dragging him along all these long years.

Alistair endures — endures for a long time: five-minute dates when you can't wait to leave him; stroking on the head that he loves when you need something; tolerates your ridiculous antics and covers up before the government. He will always forgive you; he will shake his head and try to kiss you, but he will get permission with the condition not to touch. Alistair watches over you, does everything for you — helps out with money when you're broke, and asks you to move in with him; helps out when you get to the police on charges of theft.

His knowledge of art is the most famous artists and writers; he asks you to tell him about them; he closes his eyes in delight and leans against your shoulder, listening in peace with a wonderful voice. Alistair loves you, but he knows in his heart that his feelings are not mutual, wrong, and he has no right to cover for you. When you are alone, he opens a bottle of red Chardonnay, lies down next to you and is about to confess... how the bell rings and you leave. Alistair remains at a loss to watch you for the rest of her life.

"Do you remember I wrote poems about Johanna at university? I wrote about you...”

***

Dave Braden — protective, manipulative and obsessive yandere.

“It was just a job," Dave continued to assure himself, "just an article, first — hand information.” After all, he did not collect every record of yours and went to every concert in the city, he did not cut out photos from magazines, he did not store newspapers with your interviews and dreamed of taking his own. When Rolling Stone reported that they should write an article about such a famous singer, Dave could not miss such a good opportunity, so armed with dictaphones, a pen and a notebook, he went to your house.

To be honest, you weren't particularly happy about his appearance — or any journalists — but he managed to break into the house; and your home excited him, he immediately drew attention to scattered things, records in a chaotic order, a bunch of books and a couple of musical instruments. In his head, Dave immediately stressed that he would definitely look here a second time, but for more important things. He will try to ingratiate himself with you: he will say nice words, pretend to be a victim, remembering his ex-wife, and repeat that you are doing everything right.

It's not worth abandoning him, it's not worth doubting his devotion to you — he will run after you, get in the way and constantly drag from the studio to the house, watch by car and send letters. Dave will always find a trick during a quarrel, smile gently and have forgiveness in his pocket. He knows that you can't stay mad at him for a long time, such a charming man and always uses it. Dave will do anything for you, even if he turns mountains, it's just worth loving him, reciprocating.

"I'll write an article about you, make you even more famous!”

***

Julien Sorel — obsessive, possessive and manipulative yandere.

Everyone at home despised him, and he hated his brothers and father. Brainless, wooden and boring creatures, Julien did not find understanding from the family, did not find the joy of communicating with them, and did not see the future that his father wanted for him. Being young, ambitious, with bright eyes and Napoleonic dreams, Julien wanted only one thing — to rise above and show his family, show the whole of France, the whole world that they were wrong; his mind, his pure-loving heart deserved more. He wanted to live his ideal life, but he was sensibly aware that first he would have to get his hands dirty: to appear before the world as a gouverneur.

The days of work flew by slowly and painfully — constant displays of knowledge, Bible readings and unbearable patience of harassment from Madame de Renal. Julien, clasping his hands, continuing to look at the small portrait of Napoleon, was preparing for the worst until he met you; since then, with the picture of the emperor, he has also held your letters. After all, that meeting was completely accidental — a walk of children in the park, a meeting of old friends, and now he no longer takes his eyes off you, completely forgetting about dogmas and rules, goals and ideas about the future. At that moment Julien didn't care about the church, didn't care about the situation. He only cared about you.

Endless letters, endless pretenses, and all in order to get you, to get recognition. Julien does not hesitate to use evil methods, sinful for holy people, deception and manipulation. He looks like a fool to you, a pretender, even if he is deprived of an extraordinary mind. Julien begins to live differently — because you appear in his life — and he changes all his plans again; now he is building a career next to you, with you and for you.

"I am all love for you, but perhaps the word «love» does not really play a role here. Your cold heart beats only for me, and mine only for you.”

***

Michael — possessive, manipulative, protective and obsessive yandere.

The virus was infecting the world, capturing the terrible clutches of the disease. People stopped appearing on the streets — open restaurants and cafes were empty, shops were filled with products, work became remote. But they did not stop feeling — laughing, rejoicing, crying, grieving. Michael was disappointed, at the same time very annoyed by the spread of an unknown virus. The last evenings he lies on the bed, looks at the ceiling, thinks about you, regrets that he can't hug you.

The old client, whose tastes he remembered, considered himself your personal chef, the girl he liked, the one with whom he slept in the same bed - Michael was truly in love and unhappy. His heart was fluttering, and there was a grin on his face when you came to an empty restaurant and he, the only one, seemed to be able to offer you the whole menu (and all of himself); how timely, he thought, he went out for a smoke break. Since then, he considers this meeting the first real date.

Michael knows how to soothe, gently strokes your back in circular movements when you lose your sense of smell. He is disappointed when he realizes that he is infected — understands that he will no longer be able to feel your soft smell: hair, body, all of you... He's angry, angry at himself, but he'll never be able to take it out on you. Ah, a dessert dear to his heart, a tasty morsel, abandoned by everyone and clinging to him, a brave defender! He does not let you go during the virus, does not let you go outside for groceries — all by himself! he says, —  and you should rest, take care of yourself.

"You like being with me, don't lie, you need me.”

***

Joe — possessive, risky, obsessive and jealous yandere.

Scotland was depressing for him, the barge was dragging boredom and monotony with it. Would like to sail away from here—to Montevideo, Macau, anywhere. What was he even doing here, in this damn damn North? Joe did not find a home for himself, often connected his life with the lives of other people, but as soon as he did, he was pulled out again. Leslie's primitive jokes and his pink toy face, Ella's sarcasm and her full body, Jim's restlessness—all this irritated, exasperated. Joe thought about giving it all up, leaving, forcing himself to forget about the barge; he indulged in constant memories of Katie, looked at himself in her mirror. But in your gentle hands, he forgot about the boring reality.

That meeting happened by chance, Joe will always remember it: that evening, when their barge was passing by a small town, he decided to go to a bar, where he met you among fat, sweaty and working men. He was indecisive, didn't want to get acquainted, but the next time, Joe was sure that fate, in which he didn't believe, brought you together for a reason — he didn't know that a woman like you could do business with people like Ella. In your apartment he will be the owner, it is better not to leave him alone in the rooms: he will immediately start touching the bed linen, sniffing clothes.

Every day his behavior will become more and more possessive — since then he keeps a small photo of you in his wallet, talks about the future, without questioning your presence in it. Joe cleverly penetrates into your life with a charming smile, quick sex and risky actions. His clothes are smelled of cigarettes, and his speech is beautifully laid out before you. Yes, just don't make him angry — his voice immediately transforms into a serious, threatening one.

"Isn't it for my fearless rebel eyes that you fell in love with me, honey?”

***

Stephen Wilson — stalking, obsessive, dependent, jealous, delusional and protective yandere.

Lost, crippled by fate and a wife who took away the most valuable thing he had — a daughter, Stephen did not believe in love, did not believe in people, did not believe in himself. Why did he exist if he was a weak-willed doll and only followed the instructions of his superiors? Why did he live if absolutely nothing kept him in this black world? Neither work, nor family, nor own mind. Eternally sad misty eyes, calm anxious face and self-loathing, constant regrets that he did not save his daughter, did not take her away. Stephen really didn't make sense, he was a lifeless robot until he met you — the person who supported him in a difficult moment.

That meeting in the cafe was sudden and since then he goes there every day, watches you, takes pictures, practically lives in the institution. Stephen watches you with a slight smile, watching your gentle and quick movements, soft gait and conversations about everything and nothing. It's like an electric shock goes through him, and time stops when he touches your hand in an attempt to pick up a mug — which inevitably spills on the floor, and immediately runs to help. He is afraid to talk to you, forces himself through force and does not regret when he manages to find out your phone number.

You are his angel, his guardian, his savior. You have no idea, you don't know anything about him, but he knows everything about you; Stephen sets up hidden cameras, stays up at night and looks at you, protects you; you seem like an ideal mother to him and he won't let strangers touch you. He gets jealous when you talk to unknown guys in a cafe, club — in anger, he squeezes your photos hung on the walls of the house, and, pressing the pedal to the floor, goes to guys; Stephen will kill anyone who dares to try to take you away from him. During sleep, on a dark night, he will put a ring on your finger as a sign, a symbol — now you are one, as husband and wife, and nothing will be able to convince him.

"I almost went crazy after my wife left... You're the only thing I have.”

***

Perry MacKendrick — protective, jealous, loyal and dependent yandere.

He told everyone that he had no imagination, had no interest — this affected his profession, his teaching of poetics, when he carefully, almost under a microscope, studied art. Perry tried to find beauty in the simple, in ordinary recreation, museums, theaters, but almost did not experience feelings. Easily succumbing to adventures, he did not expect that he would succumb to the charms of his own student — you. He made his heart fall asleep, stop beating, be comforted, but it continued to roar in his ears, roaring like the sea.

Since you started attending his lectures, Perry's world has been painted in bright colors again, children's colors. He began to smile fervently at lectures, joking. A gentleman, a noble man, a professor —whatever you called him, with whom you compared him; he also had the imprudence to compare you with Fofanov's poems, constantly saying: a great poet, an impressionist who conveyed the moment.

Sometimes wilfully cheerful, sometimes sullen, absent-minded, wild or full of secret thoughts — he saw through the poet. Perry awkwardly approaches you, awkwardly starts conversations, and quickly realizes that the real meaning of life is in front of him. Poetics is not his destiny, was love real? She saved, she wrapped in sweet dreams and soft blankets, helped. Perry painfully understands the age difference, thinks to himself with hatred that you will not love him; does anyone need a lonely man abandoned by his wife? He humbles himself, but deep down in his soul he continues to wish, to reflect — is this really the ending?

"And there, love, will we go for many a choir is singing now where Love did sometime go.”

***

Andy — jealous, dependent and soft yandere.

There was nothing good in his life for many years, funny moments were erased by sad and harsh ones. Every day Andy woke up hoping for luck, but it never happened; she turned face to everyone, but not to him. Everything was just beginning with the mine, failures were already waiting for him on the way, when that day she entered the rehearsal room, slamming the door loudly. You spoke clearly, you said that you would be able to stand up, break through on top, defend the mine, and it seemed to Andy that perhaps all was not lost — for the mine, for the city, for the fucking workers and for him.

Andy didn't understand why he hadn't noticed you before; why were you perceived only as a loyal friend and nothing more? After all, it was as if you did everything for him — went to a performance with him, played the baritone since childhood, shared nights with walks around the city and memories of a carefree past; for God's sake, you even had a tattoo on your arm in common! And the guys from the orchestra, and even Danny himself was constantly teasing Andy about your relationship.

Since then, Andy has been staring at you more and more often when you play, carefully look at the notes. He invites you to a cafe, this time meaning not just a friendly get — together, but a date - he smiles fervently like a child, pays for you and you walk again at night. Andy dreams of confessing to you, but accustomed to hiding feelings, he can't; despite the fact that it doesn't work to ignore flirting from guys, and he snaps at them, screams, gets jealous. He likes it when you stroke his hair, lie on the made-up bed for a long time and look at the ceiling. He dreams of you and is sure that his wish will come true: after a successful performance in London, he makes you an offer — an offer right in front of the whole orchestra. And you, he is sure, will not dare to refuse him.

"I didn't notice you, didn't appreciate your support and didn't see the good, so will you let me improve?”

[zoyetagenda]

I Hate That I Want You (Zoya Lott X Monet de Haan) Gossip Girl reboot

Yup, I wrote another Zoyet fanfic. Why? Because I was re-watching the show and kept noticing all the missed opportunities Zoyet could’ve had together—so I decided to write them myself.

Summary: After dinner with Obie's mother, Zoya begins to see that Obie isn’t the person she thought he was. Caught in the middle of the drama between Julien and Obie, she unexpectedly finds comfort and support from the last person she imagined—Monet de Haan.

[princesssmars]

something new

a monet de haan x reader

your first gala in the upper east side, and a certain princess catches your eye...

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a/n: need her bad idk.

warnings: maybe a little bit of monet being ooc? idk ill set it up in the future 😭. neglectful or just kinda a hole parents bc all these kids are messed up. enjoy .

wc: 1.731

when you're parents told you they were moving the company's main office (and essentially your whole life) to new york city, its safe to say you were more than just a little upset. like, upset enough to crash one of your dads cars, but you managed to hold yourself back from doing that. barely.

granted youre family had moved around a bit when you were younger, but youd been in maine for 3 years now and had finally settled in and made actual friends. and the scenery wasnt half bad either.

but as you ride in your parents limo down the streets of manhattan, you cant help but feel isolated. cold. like the citys skyscrapers are mocking you. and dear old dad lecturing you on proper gala etiquette is not helping.

"and remember, everything you do and say reflects on us and the company. be smart about your actions and choose your words wisely. especially to your new peers. none of that sarcasm you oh so love."

ah, yes. the students of constance billiard. the children of the powerful and rich, the next great minds of our future...

a glorified description instead of calling them all a bunch of annoying privileged assholes. granted you were also privileged, but you knew how to at least act like a decent person.

the limo eventually rolls to a stop outside of a grand building, the flashes of paparazzi cameras slightly blinding you. you put on a fake smile anyway.

once inside your parents leave you to mingle with potential new business partners. or a new social circle. same thing.

so here you are, wandering the halls and rooms of the museum, eventually making youre way to the open bar and grabbing yourself a drink. non-alcoholic of course, wouldnt want drunken you causing a scandal and ending up in the gossip blogs by the morning.

"sure you dont want something stronger?" a voice sounds from your right. it comes from a man, or a boy rather, probably around your age. hes tall with pale skin, tired eyes, and sunken cheeks. "trust me, around these...vultures, youre gonna need it."

you laugh through your nose, tipping your head and glass torwards the stranger. "believe me i would if could but uh...expectations and all that. you know how it is."

"hm, sounds familiar. but uh, no, my dads are more the "we'll always support you and ignore the stupid shit you do" type. which i guess works out great for me." he says, taking a long sip of his drink.

he seemed a bit troubled, but then again, every kid here was. comes with the cash.

"try having your parents be both overbearing and absent at the same time. mindfuck isnt even the word." you sigh, smiling when he chuckles after you.

sharing this much with a stranger isnt the smartest move, you know. but youre feeling reckless.

as you both continue witty conversation, you feel eyes burning into your side. you glance to your right, and you luckily manage to keep your eyes from widening as a pretty pair of brown eyes connect to yours.

the boy (whos named you learned is max) follows your line of sight. his eyebrows raise and he wears a sly smile.

"ah, see you've caught monets eye. wish i could say shes harmless but..."

monet. you repeat the name a few times in your head. you like it.

you're brought back to attention when you feel a cold hand on your shoulder. max smiles at you and nods torwards the other side of the room.

"cmon, let me introduce you"

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"who is that?"

"hm?" luna hums, too busy on her phone to pay much attention to what her best friend is speaking. she needs to pick the best pictures of julien tonight to post, after all.

monet sighs, tapping the dark-haired girl aggressively on the shoulder and pointing to where max sits at the bar, indulging in what seems like a pleasant conversation with an attractive stranger.

luna squints her eyes and hums. "hm...they do look familiar... let me check." she goes back on her phone, quickly tapping before showing the screen to her best friend.

"her name is y/n l/n, daughter of edmund and marianne l/n, renowned for their investments in colleges and college funding. family is in between old and new money. only recently moved here to new york. she's most likely going to go to constance so we should see her around..."

the girl trails off her sentence as she notices the other still staring contemplatively in your direction. she realizes and laughs lightly. "i see youve picked your next prey."

she tries not to laugh louder as monet's head whips torwards her, an unconvincing scowl on her face. "no, its because shes new and already talking to max. we need to make sure shes not a threat. thats all."

"whatever you say, hun." luna sighs, texting a blunt message to the afromentioned boy.

come over. bring that girl with you.

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there werent many times in your life you were nervous - enough that you could count them on one hand. but now, being led over to some of the hottest most intimidating people you've seen tonight by a boy youve know for 10 minutes, its safe to say youre a little on edge.

"y/n, i, regretfully and against my will," he starts, whispering the last part under his breath making you purse your lips trying not to smile, "introduce you to my group of friends."

the next few seconds of silence makes you feel like a 7-year-old introducing themselves to their new class. luckily, one of the girls, with light brown skin and buzzed down hair gives you what seems like a genuine smile. "hi there, y/n, im julien. this is obie, luna, and monet. its nice to meet you."

she introduces herself and her friends that sit to her right; a boy with curly brown hair and an abnormally large forehead, a tall girl who wears a pretty but almost...scheming? smile, and then the most gorgeous girl youve seen tonight with brown skin and brown twists.

you meet the gaze of the last one. monet. shes staring you down with lidded brown eyes that watch your every move like a hawk. you stare back challengingly. the corner of her mouth raises with a smile.

"sit down. we dont bite." there was a glint in monets eyes as she spoke, hoping you pick up on what she wants to say. unless you want me too.

you unwillingly break eye contact when you sit down across rom her and next to max. he slightly nudges you, and laughs when you see his expression and roll your eyes.

"so y/n, are you new around here? how are you liking ney york so far?" the one called obie asks.

you squint your eyes as you think over your answer. "yeah, my parents just moved here for their business. and the city is fine. a little...duller than what i had in mind."

"maybe you just arent looking in the right places." monet speaks up, moving her hand from propping up her face to reaching over her leg.

"really?" you ask, resuming the charged eye contact between you two.

"really."

"shes right, most generic tourist shit is worn out by now," max speaks up, lifting his drink up in the air to you. "us natives would be happy to show you around to all the truly unique spots."

you dont show it but his enthusiasm to include you makes you feel warm inside.

"i'd...really appreciate that. thanks. but only if its alright with the rest of you. wouldnt wanna intrude in your little social circle."

you turn towards the other four, waiting for their responses. julien and obie look inviting enough, luna looks indifferent yet intrigued. monet is wearing a blank expression.

luna whispers into her ear.

she smiles.

"we'd be happy too."

max smiles and claps his hands.

"fantastic. welcome to your own little circle of hell."

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the night continues and so do the conversations. occasionally throughout the night you go back into the habit of observing people and direct it to your new acquaintances.

how obie doesnt look quite that comfortable around his so called friends since childhood.

how luna and monet stick together like the creepy ass twins from the shining.

how juliens side of the conversations sometimes go stale.

how max drinks and drinks.

rich kids with rich kid problems.

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eventually the night ends and you say your goodbyes after exchanging information. you smile and laugh with max, whos not quite hammered but does have the slurred speech and looseness in his body of someone who does, who is glad to have a friend who "doesn't have a pogo stick far up their ass" and eager to show you around the city in the forthcoming weeks before school starts up again.

as you wait outside on the curb waiting for the valet to bring your car back around and parents to stop smooching up to the other business people that went to the gala, you spot a figure slowly coming up to your left.

"ive gotta say, youve made quite the little introduction tonight, l/n" her smooth voice directs to you, staring out ahead of her before she looks to you at your slight chuckle.

"i barely did or said anything, max was the one to introduce and talk for me most of the night."

"you didnt need to. you're fresh meat. everyones going to be intrested in you regardless."

you smirk. "is that why you were staring holes into me all night?"

she moves her mouth to speak before who you assume to be her mother walks up beside her and tells her their car is here, the girl nodding as her mother leaves yet again.

"you're lucky you met us tonight, l/n. we'll knock you into shape soon enough." she tells you before walking after her mother. it sounds like a promise and a threat wrapped into one.

you meet eyes before she gets inside her car.

you feel the tap of fathers hand on your shoulder, urging you to get inside your vehicle.

as you sit inside the car, your parents conversation dulls as you watch the city streets pass you by.

they all seem a bit brighter, you think.

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ooo the way i had to force myself down and finish this. i feel like the way i wrote this and y/n in general flip flopped but idk i'll fix it. thinking of making this a series but dont wanna get ahead of myself. sorry this took so long 😭😭