#lily x annalise

[abyss-of-mine]

Parallel selves w/ their partners

🕶️: Five times a week, whenever is right. The rebel and nerd, opposites coming together for sensual and rough love making. She likes flustering Drake while ravishing him, but is never mentally prepared for his feral side.

Heated make out session to them shaking the bed after eight months of dating. The roommates were luckily out of the house during that time.

They had sex in his car once. Went into the backseat and had her holding onto the front seat as he pumped her. One of their best experiences. Another time, they were battling each other in a game while doing it and got it to the point they had to pause the game to finish.

🌈: Three times a week, morning or nighttime. Soft and loving relationship becoming a heated entanglement of bodies and loud moans. Then immediately goes back to being a wholesome couple.

After a year of dating, Annalise voiced her desire to her girlfriend and offered an option to try out before possibly doing it. Feeling nervous and excited, Charlie gave it some thought before agreeing.

They never done it in the living room, dining room or shed because the living room and dining room are for guests and the shed has possible dangerous tools. One time, someone came to the house and heard moaning behind the house. Acted like they didn't know what he was saying about, and still kept using the garden afterwards.

⛰️: Almost daily, whenever is a good time. Traveling companions to lovers who's always too much into each other. They trust one another with their life and will anything to not be separated.

A normal night in their tent when Scout's feelings got the best of them and Wendy noticed which led to a confession from both parties. Then showed their affection towards each other through physical intimate as a new couple.

The toys they have are from the random items they found and turned into the adult toys, items like metal pipe, deer antler, leg bone. (They cleaned them and made the items safe to use, don't worry.) Sometimes warms or chills the pipe for better experiences. Have tried vibration from a machine they came across and sat on it which led to them enjoying it together.

💧: Daily, whenever they can. Individuals surviving in a cold world that has nothing but sadness, find love and embrace each other in physical intimacy. It's a coping mechanism.

Quinn overhead her denying her feelings towards them on the phone and asked if she wanted to do it when she came back in. Carried the shy, flustered woman up the stairs and took their time with her.

There's no area in their apartment they haven't done it on, and the activities can sometimes be interesting like fingering her in front of a window. The two have had pubic sex in a less crowded space because they couldn't wait or couldn't go home immediately.

✨: Almost daily, nighttime. As the King and Queen of the Star Kingdom, it is their duty bare an heir for their kingdom, is what they tell people if they got caught doing it in one of the palace rooms. They're disgusting from how smitten they are.

Their wedding night, patiently waited until the ceremony was over to race to their bedroom and embrace each other. Have touched each other before marriage, but never connected until their wedding.

They sometimes sneak around the palace to try new places to do it in: throne room, meeting room, garden. They wanted to spice up their nighttime activity, and were curious on how it would feel to worry about being found out. They also like playing with the other while they work.

🍪: Almost daily, nighttime. Highschool sweethearts, feeling safe and trusted in each other's arms and don't want to be separated from each other. They're so smitten with one another, they have to make passionate love before sleeping.

Senior year, the two were getting extra touchy with each other for a long while and saw the opportunity when his sister's soccer team went out for pizza. His mother knew what was going when they said they were heading to the house and embarrassed them for a bit before wishing them luck.

They rarely did it during the rest of highschool or afterwards since they were living in their parents' house. However, getting their first apartment together and having that alone time, they broke in their new bed pretty quickly. The new place also brought experimentation on ways to pleasure one another.

🐼: Daily, whenever they're turned on. A panda and a snake, a strange pairing but they trust the other to take care of them. Their relationship is very intimate.

After a year of dating, they were kissing when Drake's hand got very bold and began playing with her. Once she finished, she dragged his ass to his bedroom.

One time, he had her body upside-down to eat her out and got shot in the eye when she climaxed, still finds it funny. Another time, she walked in on him riding a toy stuck to the wall of the shower because she heard him moaning and thought to surprise him. Didn't expect that. Because of that scene, she used a vibrator on him instead of her strap-on during an lustful night. He liked it.

🎨: Almost daily, morning or nighttime. Normal couple things like eating dinner together, watching TV together, seeing each other in the morning and night. Unless the partner is a freak and makes everyday satisfying, then you have Quinn and Kayden.

After eight months of their relationship, he boldly touched them and kissed them during their shower together. They both came of the bathroom satisfied.

Quinn always wears lingerie during nighttime activities and it almost stays on everytime. Morning sex is even fingering them and riding him in bed or railing them in the shower. There has been times they done it in the afternoon because Quinn is snucky.

🪷: Almost daily, morning. Morning sunshine to absorb up vitamin D through their flowers and feel the warmth on the skin while getting it on. Having a toxic flower can turn you into a freak, in a good way.

A year of being together, the two were organizing the tools in Annalise's parents' shed when it started raining. Not wanting to get wet or catch a cold, they waited for the rain to stop and took the opportunity to rebel against her parents.

There's a spot in the garden that has no plants and uneven soil, that's where they have their morning "coffee" if the day is nice or didn't want to stay in bed. Their bodies are covered in dirt afterwards and sometimes have another round in the shower.

🎬: Four times a week, morning or afternoon. The actress and barista, flirting between breaks to doing it between breaks. Because her acting career is demanding, she spends every second she can with Wendy and get in some needed closeness.

After two years of dating and a steamy movie, didn't even try to enter the bedroom when getting it on. But did run in afterwards for a second round.

The places they go for some "closeness" is Actress's dressing room or hotel room if they're traveling together to a set. One time, a cast member was knocking on the dressing room door for the next shoot while the couple were in the middle of screwing. They were annoyed at having to get done quickly.

⏱️: Five times a week, whenever is the right time. With her career of crafting clocks and having the ability to tell the time without looking, every second cannot be wasted. The perfect ability to get every last second with Zack.

Year and a half of being together, she closed her shop for the day and were doing tasks when he boldly slid his hand down her body and said some naughty words. She acted neutral and continued what she was doing, then asked him to follow her to the backroom and slammed him against the wall.

The backroom has been used a good enough during her lunch breaks, has a spot in the corner just for it. Once they done it in the shop after it closed and felt thrilled at him nailing her on the front counter. Because of her talent, she makes sure she gets everything she can from sex before climaxing.

🌆: Almost daily, morning and sometimes nighttime. Party animals that need a morning pick me up to get themselves through the day until the city comes alive at night. However, they get lucky enough to run into each other at a party and use that opportunity for another round.

Unexpected hookup in a private room at a party and were shunned when they removed their masks to see their friend. Went for a second round and decided to date.

They have accidentally done it in front of a group of people during a party and the group didn't say anything until the couple were done. They both immediately went home. Another time, they snuck in a "special" private room and had a time in there. They used the toys, oils, positions in the magazines and did whatever they could until they couldn't go anymore and went home.

💎: Daily, nighttime. Captains of their pirate crew and unexpected lovers across the sea, not letting the waves ruin her fun with Quinn. However, staying at inn on land have them destroying the room and themselves.

She made a deal with them after claiming their ship and started a physical relationship before romantic one years later. The romance made it better.

Always does it in the captain quarters while on the ship, but there was once they had sex in the bird nest and she couldn't focus on the sky from how intense they were, both from their member and mouth. Another time, a crew member entered the captain quarters without knocking and saw Quinn eating her.

🗃️: Four-five times a week, nighttime unless she needs a morning pick me up. The detective and criminal, interesting duo to shake whatever flat surface they're using. She acts like she hates Drake, but the moaning and panting reveals she doesn't.

Ten months of dating, she was in her dressing room when he decided to move to the next level of their relationship. She was loving towards him afterwards.

Despite having sex four-five times a week, he always fingers or eats her before or after her show. The only time she doesn't get that is when she doesn't do a show, but he just shows up at her office to do it. Her office has a pack of condoms and lube in a secret part of her drawer because of him.

☕: Daily, whenever and wherever. She's the boss of a dangerous organization and will do whatever and whoever she wants. The crew have the images of her and Annalise fucking burn in their brains.

Accidental hookup. Annalise was flirted by a woman at the bar and later woke up in her bed, realizing who she slept with.

At the beginning of their relationship, they always had hate sex since Annalise was only dating her to get benefits and use her. BB saw through that and made the relationship difficult for the redhead. There was a lot pettiness between them. But eventually, they achieved an actual relationship and got disgusting with their affection.

🔮: Almost daily, nighttime. Magician and merchant, friendship to partners that can't get an enough of one another. Her and her magic shop aren't safe when Quinn comes back after a long business trip.

Dating two years when they boldly touched her while she was changing and slowly eased her into shaking the bed together. Did it again in the morning.

The palace bath wasn't safe when they were allowed to use it, had her body being washed while being railed. Always uses the same table when they do it in the shop, and is the only table without items and only has a pretty tablecloth on it.

🪞: Almost daily, afternoon. After the magic realm fusion with the mortal world, it has been difficult adapting to this new world. However, that doesn't stop her and Quinn from exploring and discovering new places, even finding perfect spots for some alone time.

Dating two years when they left the campsite for a more private area to touch each other. It was tricky because of her long limbs and claws, but eventually got the rhythm.

Quinn asked her to dominant them by holding their legs to their chest and pound their hole. They made the strap-on just for this and loved how terrifying and exciting it was. Another time, they had sex while floating in the air because of a small tornado that was harmless and easy to escape from.

🔪: Five times a week, afternoon or nighttime. The pact of lust has her in a chokehold sometimes after her first time with Zack. Despite her busy schedule, nothing will keep her from squeezing every second they have alone to make love.

Two and half years of being together, making out and caressing each other's skin when she asked for it. Asmo bought her a cake to congratulate her when she visited the Devildom.

She always has the door locked tight if she makes love him in her Devildom bedroom, and never lets anyone sit at the end of the table. They have done it in the morning before heading out to RAD. It was a normal shower when hands starting touching and stroking certain areas and ended up banging against the wall. Asmo was smirking the whole time during breakfast.

🪽: Three times a week, nighttime. Gentleness, trust, respect, Simeon is the charming prince she has been looking for her whole life. Being able to have him this close to her is heaven.

Year and half when Simeon expressed wanting to get intimate with her. After making preparation, they laid on her bedroom and gently made love.

Simeon is pretty bold sometimes on trying new methods since everything is new to him. They always do it in her apartment, but there was times she dared to get intimate in her Devildom room. The door was locked, of course, but Simeon pumping her in that room was thrilling to her.

🥀: Four times a week, whenever they're free. After agreeing to date Thirteen, she found out how crazy their reaper can get. Every night together is exciting and satisfying.

The two were hanging out when Thirteen kissed her and touched her body while telling her she wanted her. After undressing the human and moving to the bed, she softly and heatedly made love to her.

One time, Thirteen convinced Luna to allow her eat her out while they were at the House of Lamentation. They hid under the stairwell and Luna covered her mouth with her hand, but the reaper kept testing her patience. Another time, they had sex in one of the classrooms and was almost caught.

⭐: Almost daily, whenever. You already know from the information in their respected posts. With Leona, or Malleus, or both of them, Alice's wants and needs are always satisfied by them.

📚: Three times a week, nighttime. Librarian and the gardener, enjoying the romance of their relationship and soft moments it brings. However, there's times their feelings are too much and have to rattle the bed for a bit.

After a romantic dinner of three years and soft affection, they moved to the bed to end the night perfectly by making love to each other. It was very steamy.

Bought a sex position book and tried some of them out. One time during a romantic outing, they drove their car to a isolated area and messed around in the backseat that they continued going until they couldn't because the night was so romantic.

[classicsapphicships]

The first round of preparations are finally complete, and that means the first round of the Classic Sapphic Ships bracket is almost ready to go! I'll be preparing the polls today and tomorrow to hopefully go live on Friday, and voting time for at least the first two rounds will run for a week. Check out the FAQ in the meantime, and feel free to send over any additional questions as well!

The full list of Round 1 Match Ups is under the cut!

Right side:

Franky/Bridget (Wentworth) vs Regina/Emma (Once Upon a Time)

Watson/Moriarity (Elementary) vs Lucy/Amy (DEBS)

Gina/Rosa (Brooklyn 99) vs Debbie/Lou (Ocean's 8)

Jo/Blair (The Facts of Life) vs Peyton/Brooke (One Tree Hill)

Piper/Alex (Orange is the New Black) vs Bering/Wells (Warehouse 13)

Xena/Gabrielle (Xena: Warrior Princess) vs Trini/Kimberly (Power Rangers 2017)

Ripley/Annalee (Alien) vs Annalise/Tegan (How to Get Away With Murder)

Susan/Talia (Babylon 5) vs Chessy/Meredith (The Parent Trap)

Ann/Anne (Gentleman Jack) vs Scully/Reyes (X-Files)

Cat/Kara (Supergirl) vs Olivia/Natalia (Guiding Light)

Nikki/Helen (Bad Girls) vs Ola/Lily (Sex Education)

13/Cameron (House MD) vs Sara/Catherine (CSI)

Delphine/Cosima (Orphan Black) vs Emily/JJ (Criminal Minds)

B'elanna/Seven (Star Trek) vs Rachel/Quinn (UnReal)

Emily/Alison (Pretty Little Liars) vs Beca/Chloe (Pitch Perfect)

Carol/Maria (Captain Marvel) vs Raven/Abby (The 100)

Left side:

Grace/Frankie (Grace & Frankie) vs Shaw/Root (Person of Interest)

Callie/Arizona (Grey's Anatomy) vs Stef/Lena (The Fosters)

Eve/Mazikeen (Lucifer) vs Luce/Rachel (Imagine Me & You)

Tara/Pam (True Blood) vs Ally/Ling (Ally McBeal)

Alex/Olivia (Law and Order SVU) vs Miranda/Andy (The Devil Wears Prada)

Samantha/Janet (Stargate SG-1) vs Nomi/Amanita/Sense8)

Willow/Tara (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) vs 13/Yasmin (Doctor Who)

Sharon/Brenda (The Closer) vs Kalinda/Alicia (The Good Wife)

Max/Anne (Black Flag) vs Petra/Jane (Jane the Virgin)

Eleanor/Tahani (The Good Place) vs Kelly/Yorkie (Black Mirror)

Rory/Paris (Gilmore Girls) vs Aneela/Kendry (Killjoys)

Quinn/Rachel (Glee) vs Jane/Maura (Rizzoli & Isles)

Nico/Karolina (Runaways) vs Serena/Bernie (Holby City)

Laura/Danny (Carmilla) vs Peggy/Angie (Agent Carter)

Hecate/Pippa (The Worst Witch) vs Bobbie/Chrisjen (The Expanse)

Bo/Lauren (Lost Girl) vs Bette/Tina (The L Word)

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

New Ocs!

I have new ocs to introduce, some that aren’t on my masterlist yet (but I’ll add them soon, I promise) (I have too many Gotham ocs, I know that I’ll probably scrap some of them, but until then...)

Shadowhunters

Marceline Seymour - Mundane (with Sight); future Elys’ girlfriend

Her faceclaim is Holland Roden!

Vincent “Vice” Verlac - Shadowhunter; Nico’s best friend (and ex boyfriend); just wants to be a singer; doesn’t care about fighting;

His faceclaim is Charlie Gillespie!

Descendants

Esme Balthazar - daughter of Edgar Balthazar; cat lover; her and Carlos are besties; ship TBD

Her faceclaim is Maria Ehrich!

Celestine - daughter of Blue Fairy

Her faceclaim is Maude Apatow!

Bernadette “Bernie” Poppins - daughter of Mary Poppins and Bert; twin sister of Armie

Her faceclaim is Millie Bobby Brown!

Armie Poppins - child of Mary Poppins and Bert; twin brother of Bernie

His faceclaim is Noah Schnapp!

Gavin - son of the White Knight; sweetest boy ever; 

His faceclaim is Matt Cornett!

Brielle - daughter of the Red Knight

Her faceclaim is Sadie Soverall!

Rowan Cheshire - child of the Cat of Cheshire and Redacted; 

Their faceclaim is Joy Sunday!

Glee

Jean St James - sister of Jesse St James; the sweetest girl in town; already famous singer

Her faceclaim is Olivia Rodrigo!

Maya Puckerman - younger sister of Noah Puckerman; Cheerio; New Directions memeber; wasn’t there for the first season for reasons lmao

Her faceclaim is Alexia Demie!

Mirabelle Ryder - Cheerio; no plot just vibes

Her faceclaim is Sofia Carson!

Morgan Smith - Cheerio; one of the Originals New Directions member; future Broadway star; (maybe a Rachel ship... tbd)

Her faceclaim is Lili Reinhart!

Melanie Jay - Football Player at McKinley (the only girl in the team); New Directions Memeber; basically girly girl who likes to play football and sing and that can kick your ass

Her faceclaim is Hailee Steinfeld!

Dulcinea “Dulcie” Klempt - niece of Isabelle Wright; famous dancer

Her faceclaim is Kristine Froseth!

Ezekiel “Zeke” Wright - son of Isabelle Wright; hates being famous; just wants a normal teenage life; hides in Lima for not handle New York shit

His faceclaim is Dylan Sprayberry!

Stranger Things

Effie Munson - Eddie Munson’s younger sister; probably a Robin ship (TBD)

Her faceclaim is Emma Mackey!

Sunny Henderson - Dustin Henderson’s older sister; Steve ship

Her faceclaim is Haley Lu Richardson!

Ethan Clifford - sweetest guy in all Indiana; ends up in the middle of the Hawkins Supernatural Chaos by accident

His faceclaim is Joshua Bassett!

Gotham

Annalise Pennyworth - niece of Alfred Pennyworth; Bruce (potential Bruce x Selina) ship

Her faceclaim is McKenna Grace (and probably Meg Donnelly when she’s older but... TBD)!

Margaret Gordon - young sister of Jim Gordon; the darling of the GCPD (does she work there? No) 

Her faceclaim is Florence Pugh!

Virginia Falcone - daughter of Carmine Falcone; sister of Sofia and Mario Falcone; (don’t know about her for the vigilante thing... I’m more towards yes but not sure yet)

Her faceclaim is Zoey Deutch!

Karina Wayne - aunt of Bruce Wayne; Wayne Enterprices’ heiress (at least half of it); future vigilante (name tbd)

Her faceclaim is Anne Hathaway!

Vera Wayne - twin sister of Bruce Wayne (or at least this is what they think... spoiler: she isn’t)

Her faceclaim is Millie Bobby Brown!

Myra “Hel” Mooney - niece of Fish Mooney; rich bitch energy 

Her faceclaim is Savannah Lee Smith!

Penelope Fisher - private detective; just wants to know what the fuck is going on in Gotham; the law can’t stop her lmao

Her faceclaim is Emma Stone!

Elijah Crow - no plot just vibes; vigilante for sure but name TBD

His faceclaim is Dominic Sherwood!

Mireille Lacroix - first and only daughter of an elite family of Gotham; future vigilante (name TBD)

Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

[manyfandomocs]

So many new ocs and plot bunnies just throwing it out there any thoughts on new crossovers? (Or not-new crossovers that we just really need to talk about about?)

Omg honestly we've both been having so many new ones so, under the cut because this is BIG (I did just romantic because it was even Bigger with platonic or ones that could be both but I still have the platonic saved so, lmk if you want) (I ended up cutting out some Glee ones as well so if you want the ones left out I can have another, but at least I bolded my faves??)

also. there are more fandoms we have but after like two days of going through these lists my brain hurts so. just lmk if there's any fandom you want in particular <3

Descendants

Honestly we just need to talk about any Gabe crossover that isn't Ace x Gabe and Ro & Gabe but especially Topher and Evander

Ace and Wrenley give me vibes for some reason, idk what but vibes

Anissa Radcliffe x Stephen

Atalia of Atlantica x Jackie

Atalia of Atlantica x Wrenley

Blossom x Stephen

Callista x Stephen

Chessy x Stephen

Chessy x Emmeline

Chiara x Cosette

Cian x Cosette idk why

Cian x Evelyn idk why

I literally wanna say Cian x Gabe but idk

Cian x Kirsti

Cian x Wrenley

Cosette x Evelyn

Cosette x Ginevra

Elise x Emmeline

Elise x Estelle

Elise x Stephen

Finley x Ginevra

Finley x Stephen

Fitz x/& Gabe I can't figure out the vibes

Fitz x/& Stephen (only x if he isn't with Finley)

Fitz x Ginevra

Gloria x Ruby

Gloria x Annalise

Hannah x Stephen

Hannah x Kirsti

Harley x Wrenley

Harley x Jackie

Honey x Stephen

Honey x Emmeline

(I said just doing romantic here but I do love the idea of Honey & Gabe just saying)

Princess Isabelle x Charlotte

Princess Isabelle x Stephen

Lawson x Cadence

Lawson x Cosette

Lawson x Wrenley

Lucette x Evelyn

Lucette x Cadence

Maria x Wrenley

Noelle x Stephen

Roslyn x Stephen

Roslyn x Wrenley

Roslyn x Emmeline

Roslyn x Cadence

Taryn x Jackie

Tristan x Stephen

Tristan x Gabe

Tristan x Kirsti

Violet x Stephen

Violet x Jackie

Gilmore Girls

Allie x Theo

Allie x Dahlia? Idk I'm getting vibes

Amanda x Thomas (Thomas is truly the Gavin of my Gilmore Girls ocs with all the girlfriends he gets)

Annabel x Caspian

Annabel x Serafina

Antoinette x Serafina

Avery x Caspian

Avery x Serafina

Brady x Caspian?

Cameron x Theo

Catie x Thomas

Charles x Theo

Charles x Jasmine (with Blythe and Kaito or not either way)

Chelsea x Theo

Chelsea x Thomas

Chelsea x Lydia

Cosette x Thomas

Dani x Caspian

Eleanor x Thomas

Eleanor x Theo

Eliya x Lydia

Elle x Caspian

Evan x Theo

Freya x Caspian

Gabi x Jasmine

I kinda want Harry and Troy and Vicki idk with who

Holland x Dahlia

Jane x Theo

Kaylee x Caspian

Kaylee x Theo

Lexi x Dorian

Lia x Theo

Lili x Theo

Lili x Thomas

Lili x Jasmine

Marley x Theo

Sage x Theo

Sage x Jasmine

Sage x Dahlia

Sienna x Caspian

Sophie x Serafina

Sophie x Caspian

Willow x Thomas

Willow x Theo

Willow x Jasmine

Glee (I might be already about to update my list with another but I kept it simple with who's already there lmao but I will come to you with ideas when I add)

Abbie x Christina

Abbie x Felix

Abbie x Steve

Abbie x Xavier

Barbie x Carrie

Barbie x Jupiter

Barbie x Steve

Betty x Felix

Betty x Jupiter

Betty x Steve

Betty x/& Zeke (x if he isn't with Claude???)

Sav/Bobby/Val can really be platonic or romantic with so many of my people I feel like they'd be a whole list on their own

I don't wanna break Camilo and Jo up so, also own list of who could be platonic and romantic

Cece x Christina

Cece x Giselle

Cece x Sophia

Christie x Carrie

Christie x Felicity

Christie x Giselle

Christie x Jupiter

Claude x Beatrice

Claude x Leonard

Claude x Zeke

Cole x Carrie

Cole x Jasper

Cole x Reagan

Cole x Steve

Cole x Xavier

Colton x Ashton (They have their friend verse but I'm definitely not opposed to romance)

Colton x Felix

Colton x Jasper

Colton x Steve

Colton x Xavier

Daphne x Carrie

Daphne x Jupiter

Daphne x Reagan

Daphne x Steve

Delilah x Carrie

Delilah x Giselle

Delilah x Xavier

Demi x Carrie

Demi x Reagan

Dolly x Carrie (if not with Barbie)

Dolly x Felix

Dolly x Jupiter (if not with Barbie)

Dolly x Reagan

Gil x Ashton

Gil x Felix

Gil x Jasper

Gil x Jupiter

Gil x Leonard

Hadley x Christina

Hadley x Giselle

Hadley x Steve

Hadley x Xavier

Hillary x Steve

Holden x Ashton

Holden x Felix

Holden x Jasper

Holden x Leonard

Jaci x Beatrice

Jaci x CJ

Jason x Ashton

Jason x Carrie

Jason x Jupiter

Jason x Sophia

Jeremy x Beatrice

Jeremy x Leonard

Jeremy x Zeke

Josie x Carrie

Josie x Felix

Josie x Steve

Joy x Carrie

Joy x Felix

Joy x Jupiter

Joy x Xavier

June x Carrie

June x Felix

June x Reagan

June x Steve

Kendall x Beatrice

Kendall x CJ

Lilibeth x Kaipo

Lilibeth x Zeke

Logan x Ashton

Logan x Carrie

Logan x Karina

Mac x Jupiter

Mac x Steve

Mac x/& Zeke (if he isn't with Claude??)

Marilyn x Carrie

Marilyn x Christina

Marilyn x Felicity

Marilyn x Giselle

Marilyn x Jupiter

Marilyn x Karina

Maureen x Carrie

Maureen x Reagan

Maureen x Steve

May x Giselle

May x Karina

May x Xavier

Any of the Natalie ones from the Natalie list I gave

Perrie x Christina

Perrie x Reagan

Perrie x Steve

Roxie x Carrie

Roxie x Felix

Roxie x Giselle

Roxie x Steve

Roxie x Xavier

Sadie x Beatrice

Sadie x CJ

Sadie x Leonard

Satine x Christina

Satine x Felix

Satine x Jupiter

Satine x Reagan

Tegan x Carrie

Tegan x Christina

Tegan x Giselle

Tegan x Steve

Tommy x Beatrice

Tommy x Leonard

And any from the Zoe list I gave

Harry Potter

Just this whole list

[isitsapphic]

All of these shows/movies have sapphic characters in them

Attempting to provide the most comprehensive list of TV shows and movies with sapphic characters. TV shows are followed by a list of wlw characters. Some films have been cited with their original title as well as the English translation. Please message me or submit a post with any missing shows or films. 

A

-Aimee & Jaguar

-All About E

-All American (Coop, Patience)

-Almost Adults

-Ana Y Vitoria

-Anatomy of a Love Seen

-Antonia’s Line

-Annihilation

-Anyone But Me (unsure which characters)

-Atomic Blonde

-Atypical (Casey, Izzie)

-AWOL

B

-Battle of the Sexes

-La Belle Saison/ Summertime

-Below her Mouth

-Bessie

-Better Than Chocolate

-BFFs

-Birds of Prey

-The Bisexual (unsure which characters)

-Black Lightning (Anissa, Grace)

-Bloomington

-Blue Gate Crossing

-Blue is the Warmest Color

-The Bold Type (Kat, Adina)

-Booksmart

-Bound

-Broad City (Ilana)

-Brooklyn Nine-Nine (Rosa)

-Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Tara, Willow, Kennedy)

-Bumblefuck USA

-But i'm a Cheerleader

C

-Cable Girls (Carlotta)

-Carmilla (Carmilla, Laura)

-Carol

-Charmed reboot (Mel, Nico, Jada)

-Chasing Life (Brenna)

-Ci Qing/Spider Lilies

-Circumstance

-Cloudburst

-Concussion 

D

-The Danish Girl

-Daphne

-Dear White People (Kelsey, Brooke)

-D.E.B.S.

-Degrassi: Next Class (Rasha, Zoe)

-Desert Hearts

-Disobedience

-Dope

-Drifting Flowers

-Duck Butter

-The Duke of Burgundy

E

-Elena Undone

-Elisa and Marcela 

-Entre Nous/Between Us

-Everything Sucks (Kate, Emaline)

F

-Faking It (Amy)

-Farewell, My Queen

-The Favourite

-Fear of Water

-Feel Good (Mae, George)

-The Feels

-Les Filles Du Botaniste/ The Chinese Botanist’s Daughter

-Fire

-The Firefly

-First Girl I Loved

-The Fosters (Stef, Lena, Monty)

-Four-Faced Liar

-Foxfire

-Freeheld

-Fremde Haut/Unveiled

-Friends (Carol, Susan)

-Fucking Amal/Show Me Love

G

-Gentrified (Ana, Yessika)

-Gia

-The Girl King

-Girltrash: All Night Long

-Glee (Brittany, Santana, Dani)

-Glow (Yolanda, Arthie)

-Gentleman Jack (Anne, Ann)

-Gray Matters

-Grey’s Anatomy (Callie, Arizona, Carina, Penny, Amelia, Erica)

-Go Fish 

-Godless (Mary Agnes)

-Good Trouble (Alice)

-The Good Wife (Kalinda)

-Gotham (Barbara, Tabitha, Renee)

-Gypsy (Jean, Sidney)

H

-The Half of It

-The Handmaid’s Tale (Moira, Emily)

-The Handmaiden 

-Hart of Dixie (Crickett)

-The Haunting of Bly Manor (Jamie, Dani)

-The Haunting of Hill House (Theodora, Trish)

-Heart Beats Loud

-Heavenly Creatures

-High Art

-High Fidelity (Robyn)

-The Hours

-How to Get Away With Murder (Annalise, Eve)

-The Hunger 

I

-I Am Not Okay With This (Sydney)

-I Can’t Think Straight

-If These Walls Could Talk 2

-Imagine Me & You

-The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls in Love

-The Intervention

-Intimates (Ji sor)

-Itty Bitty Titty Committee

-It’s In the Water 

J

-Jane the Virgin (Rose, Luisa, Petra, Jane Ramos)

-Jennifer’s Body

-Jenny’s Wedding

-Jessica Jones (Jeri)

-Joven y Alocada/Young and Wild

K

-Karmen Gei

-The Kids are Alright

-Killing Eve (Eve, Villanelle)

-The Killing of Sister George

-Kissing Jessica Stein

-Kyss Mig/ Kiss Me

L

-The L Word (basically all of them)

-Legends of Tomorrow (Sara, Ava)

-Lez Bomb

-Lianna

-Life Partners

-Light as a Feather (Alex)

-Lip Service (basically all of them)

-Liz in September

-Lost and Delirious

-Lost Girl (Lauren, Bo)

-Love My Life

-Lovesong

-Loving Anabelle

M

-Madam Secretary (Kat)

-Madchen in Uniform

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-Margarita with a Straw

-Marvel’s Runaways (Karolina, Nico)

-Master of None (Denise)

-Mein Freund aus Faro/ My Friend from Faro

-A Mi Madre Le Gustan Las Mujeres/ My Mother Likes Women

-The Miseducation of Cameron Post

-Monster

-Mulholland Drive

-My Summer of Love

N

-Newness

-El Nino Pez/ The Fish Child

O

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-Orange is the New Black (a lot of them)

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-Orphan Black (Cosima, Delphine, Kenzie)

P

-Pariah

-A Perfect Ending

-The Perfection

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-Personal Best

-Pitch Perfect Trilogy

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-Portrait of a Lady on Fire

-Portrait of a Serial Monogamist 

-Pride

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-Pretty Little Liars (Emily, Maya, Paige, Alison)

-Professor Marston and the Wonder Women

-Puccini for Beginners

Q

-Queen Sugar (Nova)

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R

-Rafiki

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-Red Doors

-RENT

-Riverdale (Cheryl, Toni)

-Rookie Blue (Gail, Holly)

-Room in Rome

-Rosewood (Pippy, TMI)

-Rough Night

-The Runaways

-Russian Doll (Lizzy)

S

-Sancharram/ The Journey

-Santa Clarita Diet (Lisa, Anne)

-Saving Face 

-Saving Hope (Maggie, Sydney)

-The Secret Diaries of Ms Anne Lister

-A Secret Love

-Sense 8 (Amanita, Nomi)

-Set it Off

-Sex Education (unsure which characters)

-She’s Gotta Have It (Nola)

-Shrill (Fran)

-Signature Move

-The Sinner (Heather)

-Skins (Naomi, Emily)

-South of Nowhere (Ashley, Spencer)

-The Spy Who Dumped Me

-Stranger Inside

-Stranger Things (Robin)

-Stud Life

-The Summer of Sangalie

-Supergirl (Alex, Maggie, Kelly)

T

-Tales of the City (unsure which characters)

-Tangerine

-Thelma

-Trinkets (unsure which characters)

-Tru Love

-The Truth about Jane

U

-Unfreedom

V

-V for Vendetta

-Valencia

-Vida (unsure which characters)

-Viola di Mare/The Sea Purple

-Vita and Virginia

W

-The Walking Dead (Tara)

-Water Lillies

-The Watermelon Woman

-Wentworth (Bea, Allie, Frankie, Bridget)

-When Night is Falling

-With Every Heartbeat

-Workin’ Moms (Frankie, Giselle)

-The World to Come

-Wynona Earp (Waverly, Nicole, Shae)

X

Y

-Yes or No

-You and Me Forever

-You, Me, Her (Izzy, Emma)

-Younger (Maggie, Lauren)

Z

#

-The 100 (Clarke, Lexa, Niylah)

-911 (Hen, Karen, Eva)

[captainscanadian]

Exception | Carter Baizen x Reader (Part 8)

My Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Summary: You were his one exception. He was yours too. 

Word Count: 4400+

Pairing: CEO!Carter Baizen x Lawyer!Reader, Nate Archibald x Caroline Baizen, Carter Eleanor Lydia Y/L/N-Baizen, Chuck Bass x Blair Waldorf, Serena van der Woodsen, Cyrus Rose x Eleanor Waldorf, Lily Bass x Papa Y/L/N (yeah, no comments)

Warnings: Swearing, Gossip Girl References, Infidelity, Car Accident, Teenage Pregnancy

A/N: This is my entry for @baezen​​‘s writing challenge. Shout out to @franksufferbuddy​ and @propertyofpoeandbucky​ for motivating me. The song I used is This Love by Taylor Swift, which seems to perfectly explain Carter and our reader. 

Not that you had ever been paying much attention in your science classes at Constance while you were daydreaming about boning Carter Baizen during the lunch hour. But you were aware that Newton’s Third Law of Motion states that every action has an equal and opposite reaction, unless it was Stevie Wonder once sang that problems have solutions. But if every action has an equal and opposite reaction and all problems do have solutions, then the solution to your problems was simply the equal and opposite reaction to all of your actions. There was no other way to put it. 

For the first time in forever, it seemed that you and Carter were in agreement of what you needed to do once you put your differences aside. After all, you were no longer the two irresponsible and spoiled teenagers you once were. You were both CEOs who ran two multinational corporations set to merge and co-parents of a young daughter whom you must now raise together. Things had changed for the better, and you had to do the right things.  

Following his discharge from hospital, the father of your child found himself moving into the Y/L/N penthouse with you and your daughter upon your insistence. The decision to live together in the same household had been made in order to allow the father and daughter to get to know each other. But the thought of living under the same roof with the man who was meant to be the love of your life did make you feel slightly apprehensive. 

With your mother returning to London for some well-needed alone time at her now unoccupied estate, Annalise stuck around to lend you a hand in raising your daughter. She really was your pillar of strength at a time like this. But now that you and Carter were living together, that was only the first step to fixing all that you had messed up within these fifteen years. 

And speaking of messes, Y/L/N Industries was certainly the biggest mess you needed to clean up. Apparently the fact that you hadn’t held up to your end of the bargain by going on a proper date with him meant that he would not be pulling his offer to merge your company with his, not that you wanted him to pull the offer anymore. You just knew where he was going with this. 

Your father had insisted that the Y/L/N legacy must be protected, and your daughter was as much a Y/L/N as she was a Baizen. She was your legacy as much as her father’s, so the two of you had come to a mutual decision to merge the companies and name your father as the legal heir. 

“When our daughter is old enough, she’ll inherit the company.” Carter had promised you when you had signed off on the merger agreement. “Because she’s the best of me and the best of you. I won’t let your legacy be taken away and you can promise your Pop that the company’s not being taken away from your family. It all belongs to his granddaughter.” 

The next step to this solution - legitimize Carter Eleanor Lydia as the heir apparent to her father’s fortune. There were three parts to this step, according to Cyrus Rose, who happened to be the legal advisor of Baizen Industries and of Y/L/N Industries during your absence. You may be a very competent corporate lawyer, but your conflict of interest was not something neither you or Carter wanted to deal with. There must be no loopholes in this merger so Cyrus had handled all of it. 

In order for your daughter to be named as the legal heir, you had finally added Carter’s name to her birth records in London. To avoid any other loophole, Cyrus had also gotten Carter to go through the legal adoption process as well. By getting it down on paper, he promised you that he wasn’t going to walk away from his responsibilities like you had feared his past self would. This had been his first step to accepting fatherhood. 

While Carter Eleanor Lydia was legally his child, her birth was still not legitimate. Perhaps when Cyrus had first suggested how to fix that, you and Carter had seen it as a simple step to avoid loopholes. But the two of you would be lying if you said that you didn’t want to go ahead with the next step. 

No other time was right, and the two of you needed to admit the truth. You loved each other despite what you had been through and you could not move on from each other no matter how hard you tried. And after almost losing Carter to the accident, you just knew that you could not waste any more of your time. Fifteen years were long enough. 

Eleanor Waldorf took it upon herself to throw you a small and intimate wedding at her penthouse, with Cyrus officiating the ceremony as he did all those years ago for his own stepdaughter. Blair had offered you a dress from her own bridal collection at Waldorf Design and Chuck was hosting the reception at The Palace in your honor. It was the least you could do for all those years of babysitting him and Nate whenever Bart was out of town. 

Serena van der Woodsen found herself lurking around the familiar Waldorf penthouse, wondering whether now was the right time to apologize for the part she had played in your departure fifteen years ago. She wanted for things to be okay between the two of you, as she did have a decent relationship with your father whom she had grown to respect over the years despite how you felt about that. She owed your father that much to even try to fix things with you. so she gathered up the courage to approach you while you were getting dressed in the guest bedroom, a solemn expression on her face as she kept her gaze to your reflection on the mirror.

 “Hey, Y/N…?”

“Don’t.” You shook your head, your voice rather cold as you fumbled with Lydia Baizen’s jewelry box that Caroline had lent you for the special occasion, not even looking up at her reflection in the mirror as she stood behind you. “Whatever it is you’re about to say, don’t say it. I may have forgiven Carter for what he did, but if you think I’d ever forgive you for what you did… Serena, I never will.”

She did not know what to say to that, for she knew that she was at fault. After all, it was she who had dragged Carter back to her room after that party in Santorini, and she had known consciously what she was doing when she had slept with him. At that moment, all she had cared about was getting back at you for your disapproval of her. But now, she knew how wrong she had been.

 “I knew what I was doing, Y/N… and I know I was wrong. I’ll have you know that I’m not proud of what I did to you, and I’ll never forgive myself for it either.” She pleaded, her eyes glazing over as she genuinely meant every word she said. 

But you wouldn’t budge. “That’s your choice, Serena. But this isn’t about you. It was never about you. It was about me, and what I had with Carter before you ruined it. It’s about my daughter, my family. The family that we could have had if you had never been a part of the picture. It’s about us and you won’t have a part in it now. I would prefer it that way, actually.” You shrugged her off as you took out the Baizen family brooch from the jewelry box and set it down on the dresser. This would be your something borrowed. 

“Now if you’ll excuse me, Serena… it’s my wedding day, and you’re the last person I would want here.” 

“Understood.” Serena nodded, her lips curling into a frown as she stepped out of the room. She should have expected this from you. As someone who had been privileged her whole life, as someone who'd had everything she would ever want, as someone who had grown to enjoy all of the luxuries that the Upper East Side had to offer, she realized that your forgiveness was one thing that she would never have. “Congratulations, Y/N.” And with that, she walked away. 

Annalise walked into the room as she watched Serena walk off, carrying in her hand the dress that Blair had just dropped off. With the wedding being so last minute, you really did not have time to go out and choose your own dress. You had left Blair to pick it out for you, so you were just as eager to see it as your own maid. “We have the dress! Something new!” 

Your daughter followed behind her, holding a bag from Saks. “And I have the shoes!” She announced, closing the door behind her. “They’re blue.” 

“Your Aunt Caroline gave me your grandma’s brooch.” You told your daughter as you held it up for her to see. “Something borrowed.” 

“Okay, so now we just need something old…” 

“Oh that reminds me.” Your maid set the dress down on the bed before she grabbed her purse to retrieve a gold necklace that had a pendant made of pressed flowers that you recognized all too well. “I’ve been saving this for the day you would get married, Miss. Y/N.” 

“Annalise, is that…?” As you looked up at the woman who had raised you, you could not help but tear up.��

“A piece of the flowers from the corsage Mr. Carter gave you for your senior prom.” She nodded, walking around you to put the necklace on your neck. “When you came home that night, you took it off when you got changed for the after-party. I was saving it because I always knew that you would end up marrying Mr. Carter. You were so happy that night. That was the last night you two were really happy with each other before everything happened, Miss. Y/N. That’s the kind of happiness you should have for the rest of your lives. I just thought you could use a piece of that happiness now.” 

You turned around to face Annalise and pulled her into an embrace. “Annalise…” You remembered that night very well. It was when Carter had promised to do right by you during your slow dance. It was when you had conceived your daughter after the after-party. It was when he had confessed his love to you and told you that you were his one exception. It was the night when everything seemed perfect, only to be ruined in the matter of weeks. 

“Thank you, for raising me and for all of the good advice you’ve given me. Thank you for being there for me when no one else was and thank you for knowing that… that Carter was my one exception.” 

Wrapping her arms around you, Annalise sniffled. “Miss. Y/N, you might not remember the first time we met. You were just a baby. I was only supposed to be a housekeeper, but when your mother needed a nanny, I stepped up because… well, who wouldn’t have wanted to spend every single day with you? You were an angel. You are beautiful and kind and you have a heart of gold.” She pulled back from the hug to wipe away your tears. “I know how hard it was when your parents got divorced, how hard it was for you to see your Pop with someone else. You wanted to be loved and you wanted attention, and Mr. Carter… he loved you so much back then. He loves you even more now. I know you’ve been beating yourself up for the last fifteen years for the way you handled things. As disappointed as I was back then, I want you to know that I’m so proud of you. You’ve made a life for yourself and you’ve raised a beautiful daughter. You’re going to get married to Mr. Carter and you’re going to live happily ever after.”

“Thank you, Annalise.” You grinned at her and turned over to look at your daughter. “I don’t know if I’ve nailed this mom thing yet. But raising a teenage daughter in the Upper East Side… it terrifies me. I know that the only reason you stuck around here for all these years was for me to come home. And now that I’m here and I’m getting married, having my own family.” You shook your head in disbelief, chuckling softly at the turn of events since you had first arrived in New York. “I want you to be a part of it. I want you to… help me raise my daughter like you helped my mom with me, if you wouldn’t mind. Even if I figure out how to do things on my own as I always do, I still want you to be a part of my little family.” 

“Oh Miss. Y/N.” Your maid grinned as she cupped your cheeks. “You don’t have to ask. I’m going to be here for you, for as long as you need me to. And if you don’t need me anymore, I would still be here to see you… succeed.” 

You donned your Waldorf Design wedding dress and the Louboutin pumps your daughter had picked out. The dress was short, and a lot less traditional. But it just seemed right for you, because it reminded you of your prom dress from fifteen years ago. 

Caroline had tied your hair up and pinning it down with Lydia Baizen’s brooch. Hanging from your neck was the pendant that Annalise had gifted you. 

Your mother was in tears at the sight of you as a bride, something that she never would have expected to happen when the two of you had attended Caroline and Nate’s wedding a few months ago. But things had surely changed for the better, and you knew exactly who was responsible for that. 

“Pop.” You smiled as your father entered the room, dressed in his finest tuxedo for the occasion of his daughter’s wedding. 

“Hello, Y/N.” He smiled at you, holding out his arms. “Don’t you look beautiful.” 

You rushed over to him and hugged him tightly, your eyes glazing over at the thought of your father being there to walk you down the aisle. He seemed healthy, and genuinely happy with the way he smiled at you. “Pop, I’m so glad you’re here. I fixed it, Pop. I fixed it. I fixed… everything.” Well, almost everything. Months ago, you had been scared to lose him without ever making amends, but now you were glad you could live every daughter’s dream.

That statement did not just apply to how you had fixed the debt that Y/L/N Industries had been drowning in, but also all other dilemmas that you had found yourself in. You hadn’t disappointed your father as you thought you would. You had gained your mother’s trust and Annalise’s forgiveness, Caroline and Nate’s blessing for you to be a part of their extended family. 

You had mended your relationship with Carter and your respective broken hearts that kept the two of you from ever finding love with anyone else. You had redeemed yourself in front of your daughter for keeping her father away from her. You had reversed every mistake you had made in the past, and built yourself the future you were always meant to have, with no exceptions. 

“I knew you would, baby.” Your father kissed the top of your forehead. “I knew you wouldn’t need me. You never did.” Smiling down at you, he looked over at the others in the room. “Ladies, can I get a moment alone with Y/N before we walk out there?”

Carter, Caroline, Annalise, Lily and your mother left the room promptly, as it was almost time for the start of the ceremony. 

“I didn’t think you would need me, Y/N.” Your father confessed as he turned away from your gaze for a moment. “When you were younger, I didn’t think you needed me. Your mother and I couldn’t work things out and we tried… to be there for you. But I couldn’t, because I was so selfish and I was caught up with finding someone to love me. I didn’t think you would have needed me to... I was unfair to you and I realize that now.”

“Pop, no…” You shook your head, frowning. “You know what I-” 

“No, darling. I was your father..” He cut you off. “I was your father, and I failed. I let you down, Y/N… and if you think it should ever be the other way around, it’s not. You were only a product of my mistakes and you shouldn’t ever feel like you don’t deserve to have your happily ever after, just because I didn’t have mine.” 

“But, Pop… I…” You bit down on your bottom lip, not knowing the right words to say. You fought back your tears as you took your father’s hand in yours. “I ruined your relationship with Lily, just because I couldn’t stand seeing you with Serena. I can’t forgive myself for ruining what you had. I ruined your life, I ruined Carter’s and I ruined my own.” 

“But you fixed it.” He reminded you, clutching tightly onto your hands. “You fixed everything, Y/N.” 

A small smile crept up on your lips as you realized what he meant by that. “You’re… asking me for my blessing, aren’t you?” 

He nodded. “I should have done that fifteen years ago.” 

“And if I say no?”

“Does it look like I care about what you think?” Your father remarked, rolling his eyes in a playful manner. “No, seriously… she’s single, I’m single. I’m just trying to see if there’s a chance that we could rekindle what we had before you took off on us.” 

You laughed softly as you leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Lily was good to me, Pop. I was just too dumb to realize it. I may not have it in me now to forgive Serena for what she did, but Lily… she deserves her happily ever after and so do you.” 

“I love you, Y/N.” Your father pulled you into a tight hug. “Never forget that.” 

As you sighed and accepted his embrace, you could not help but feel a large weight be lifted from your chest. Your biggest regret had always been disappointing your father and ruining his relationship with Lily, but now you knew that your father wasn’t one to hold grudges… unlike you. “I love you too, Pop. I love you so much.” 

Clear blue water

High tide, came and brought you in

And I could go on and on, on and on

And I will, skies grew darker, currents swept you out again

And you were just gone and gone, gone and gone

In silent screams, and wildest dreams

I never dreamed of this

As you stood under the arching flower arrangement that Eleanor Waldorf had managed to get in such short notice, hand in hand with the man who was the love of your life, for once it felt that everything was right in the world. 

Tossing, turning, struggle through the night for someone new

And I could go on and on, on and on

Lanterns burning, flickered in the mind only you

But you were still gone, gone, gone

Been losing grip, on sinking ships

You showed up, just in time

For one moment, you wanted to forget all that had happened since that dreadful night in Santorini. You wanted to forget all about your pointless fight with Carter. You wanted to forget him storming out of your shared hotel room to go to that party with Serena. 

This love is good

This love is bad

This love is a life back from the dead, oh

These hands had to let it go free

And this love came back to me, oh

Instead you thought of your prom night where you had been crowned king and queen. It was the same night you had conceived your daughter, who now stood behind you as your maid of honor. It was the same night Carter had declared that you were his one exception, which you really were. 

This love left a permanent mark

This love is glowing in the dark, oh

These hands had to let it go free

And this love came back to me, oh

You thought of your Cotillion a year before that, where Carter had been your escort. It was when you had shared with him your dream of helping to rebuild Machu Picchu, a dream that you never got to realize but he had done so on your behalf. Every dream you had given up since that dreadful night in Santorini, Carter had fulfilled because he loved you. If that didn’t make you realize how he never stopped loving you, then you must have been the biggest idiot on the planet. 

Your kiss, my cheek

I watched you leave

Your smile, my ghost

I fell to my knees

When you're young, just to run

But you come back to what you need

You thought of the party where you had shared your first kiss as teenagers. Being locked in your bedroom closet together. What was meant to be just a game of seven minutes in heaven with your crush had somehow turned into you finding the painful, messy, heartbreaking yet absolutely beautiful love of your whole life. 

This love is good

This love is bad

This love is a life back from the dead, oh

These hands had to let it go free

And, this love came back to me, oh

As much as you had once wished to deny it, Carter Baizen had been every part of your life. From the Archibald parties where you hung out as children, to your teenage years when you had fallen in love, and now your adulthood when you had reunited, you could not be rid of him from your life no matter how hard you had tried. Carter your past, your present and now your future. The love of your life, the father of your child, and your one exception. 

“To quote Siddhartha, ‘we are not going in circles. We are going upward. The path is a spiral. We already climbed so many-’” 

“Cyrus!” Chuck, Blair, Nate and Caroline interrupted the officiant of your wedding in mid-speech. 

“Cyrus...” Blair gave him a look of disbelief, motioning him to wrap up his speech. “I think that is enough.”

“Perhaps, we could skip to the ‘I do’ part.” Chuck suggested, laughing softly as he remembered the event of his own wedding, which was certainly a lot less stressful than his. But that did not make it any easier to deal with Cyrus’ speech. 

“Oh come on, you two. You cut me off mid-speech the last time I had to do this. It’s not like Y/N and Carter are being hunted down by the police. The least you could do is let me speak” He protested, earning a laugh from the rest of the non-judging Breakfast Club who were present at your wedding. 

“Cyrus.” Nate shook his head, laughing softly. “These two have waited fifteen years to do this. We just feel that they shouldn’t be kept waiting any longer.” 

“Okay, fine.” He gave in. “Where are the rings?”

“I got it.” Carter Eleanor Lydia handed your wedding rings to Cyrus as she grinned eagerly. Even she had never expected that she would see the day that her birth parents would end up getting married. But she knew that you both loved each other and that the distance or time spent apart did not have a part in changing that. She knew that she was a product of your love, and not your mistakes. She knew that her parents were much better than the ones they’d had before. 

Taking the rings from her, Cyrus turned over to look at Carter. “Do you, Carter, take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“Yes, sir.” Carter replied as he gave your hands a squeeze. “You’re my one exception.”

“Do you, Y/N, take Carter to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Cyrus asked you. 

“Yes.” You nodded, your eyes not leaving the man who was now about to become your husband. “You’re my one exception.” 

All it took was those four words and the exchange of rings to seal your fate. You were no longer two spoiled brats from the Upper East Side who threw the wildest parties and ruled Constance and St. Jude’s. You were no longer the two long lost lovers named Carter and Y/N who could never be in the same room as each other, but Mr. and Mrs. Baizen. Husband and wife. Parents of Carter Eleanor Lydia Baizen. You were grown up. You were responsible. You were parents. 

“Then by the power vested in me by the great state of New York, I now pronounce you married.” Cyrus announced as he looked over at the groom. “You may kiss the bride!” 

Carter wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a quick peck on your lips, leaning into your ears. “Not when our kid could see us.” He whispered, chuckling softly. “Raising a teenage kid is not that easy. We have to set an example and… we have no idea what they see in their phones these days.” 

“Oh boy…” You let out a laugh as you cupped his cheeks, giving him a quick peck on the lips before turning over to look at your daughter who was recording your kiss on her phone. “I guess we can be the examples of what not to be?” You shrugged your shoulders, leaning into his ear. “I protected her from the Upper East Side as much as I could, baby. But it’s your turn now.” 

After all, Carter Baizen may have been the baddest boy in the Upper East Side, succeeded only by Chuck Bass after his extended hiatus from the life of Manhattan’s elite. The succession at St. Jude’s had probably continued along with the tradition of the Lost Weekend, which your husband had also invented. Who even was the Upper East Side’s resident bad boy now? Who knew? 

But now, Carter Baizen was the father of a teenage daughter who was going to be attending Constance Billard School for Girls in less than a month. She was going to be a part of the next generation of Manhattan’s elite. And as Justin Timberlake once sang, what goes around comes around. 

[ilaria]

i took this test for ria and i’m actually losing it over how accurate it is

her top result was santana lopez at 90% and some others that i felt were also peak ria were: mazikeen, barbara keen, louise belcher, azula, veronica lodge, CHARLOTTE HALE, malory archer, and eleanor shellstrop ,,,, i think i also saw sue sylvester so im screaming LMAO the top 100 ish are under the cut

Santana Lopez (Glee): 90%

Beth Dutton (Yellowstone): 88%

Faye Valentine (Cowboy Bebop): 87%

Alex Vause (Orange is the New Black): 87%

Prudence Night (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 87%

Mazikeen (Lucifer): 87%

Barbara Kean (Gotham): 87%

Cheryl Blossom (Riverdale): 86%

Scarlett O'Hara (Gone With the Wind): 86%

Wichita (Zombieland): 86%

Kim Ki-jung (Parasite): 86%

Ramona Vega (Hustlers): 86%

Jessie (Pokémon): 86%

Petra Solano (Jane the Virgin): 86%

Cersei Lannister (Game of Thrones): 85%

Maeby Funke (Arrested Development): 85%

Villanelle (Killing Eve): 85%

Amy Elliott Dunne (Gone Girl): 85%

Tokio (Money Heist): 85%

Selina Kyle (Gotham): 85%

Freddie Lounds (Hannibal): 84%

Mystique (X-Men): 84%

Louise Belcher (Bob's Burgers): 84%

Gemma Teller Morrow (Sons of Anarchy): 84%

Erica Sinclair (Stranger Things): 84%

Azula (Avatar: The Last Airbender): 83%

The Joker (The Dark Knight): 83%

Regina George (Mean Girls): 83%

Veronica Lodge (Riverdale): 83%

Shiv Roy (Succession): 83%

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Charlotte Hale (Westworld): 82%

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Don Draper (Mad Men): 82%

Audrey Horne (Twin Peaks): 82%

Catherine Martell (Twin Peaks): 82%

Evelyn Harper (Two and Half Men): 82%

Wendy Byrde (Ozark): 82%

Sue Sylvester (Glee): 82%

Annalise Keating (How To Get Away With Murder): 82%

Blair Waldorf (Gossip Girl): 82%

Lily (Black Swan): 82%

Thomas Leroy (Black Swan): 82%

Wyldstyle (The Lego Movie): 82%

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Stormfront (The Boys): 82%

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Tyra Collette (Friday Night Lights): 81%

Edie Britt (Desperate Housewives): 81%

Chuck Bass (Gossip Girl): 81%

Selina Meyer (Veep): 81%

Frank Costello (The Departed): 81%

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Rhett Butler (Gone With the Wind): 81%

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Berlin (Money Heist): 81%

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Jan Levinson (The Office): 80%

Kate Austen (LOST): 80%

Quark (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): 80%

Elim Garak (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): 80%

Loki (Marvel Cinematic Universe): 80%

Lady Mary Crawley (Downton Abbey): 80%

Dolores Abernathy (Westworld): 80%

Joan Holloway (Mad Men): 80%

Jordan Baker (The Great Gatsby): 80%

Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine): 80%

Mia Wallace (Pulp Fiction): 80%

Gabrielle Solis (Desperate Housewives): 80%

Mary Wardwell (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 80%

Damon Salvatore (The Vampire Diaries): 80%

Kalinda Sharma (The Good Wife): 80%

Malory Archer (Archer): 80%

Ari Gold (Entourage): 80%

Beth Harmon (The Queen's Gambit): 80%

Summer Finn ((500) Days of Summer): 80%

Aunt Polly (Peaky Blinders): 80%

Olenna Tyrell (Game of Thrones): 79%

Robert California (The Office): 79%

Thomas Barrow (Downton Abbey): 79%

April Ludgate (Parks and Recreation): 79%

Mal Cobb (Inception): 79%

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Alexander Hamilton (Hamilton): 79%

Ivar Ragnarsson (Vikings): 79%

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Dennis Reynolds (It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia): 79%

Harvey Specter (Suits): 79%

Fleabag (Fleabag): 79%

Carol 'Mom' Miller (Futurama): 79%

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[littlewildling-rpg]

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[labyrinth-runner]

A Very Strange Enchanted Boy

The Greatest Thing, Chapter Two

Moulin Rouge Fic

Christian x OC

Read the rest here

Estelle awoke the next morning with a smile on her face as she replayed the events of the night before in her mind. Part of her wondered if it had all been a dream. She had thought she would never see Christian again after they sold the manor in the countryside. Yet, here he was now. A knock sounded at her door and she stretched before sitting up.

"Who is it?"

"Elle, it's me!" came the chipper voice on the other side.

"Come in, Mary," she called out as she went to reach for her dressing gown.

Her younger sister, a ball of energy, came into the room and headed straight for her bed. She landed on it with a bounce. A part of her was amused at the difference in their appearance. While Estelle looked so much like their late mother, with her fair skin, dark curls, and blue eyes, Mary was the exact opposite. Her hair was blonde and sunny, her eyes brown and warm, and her skin had a glow to it. In the back of her mind, Estelle knew that Mary would have no problem finding a husband when she debuted.

"Well, you're certainly in high spirits this morning," Estelle teased as she pulled her gown around her and went across the hall to run a bath.

"When you didn't come home by the time I went to bed, I figured you must have had a grand time last night," her sister beamed as she took a pillow and held it tightly. "Tell me, sister, did you meet the one?"

Estelle had to laugh at her sister's wistfulness and hope. Her father had told Mary that she could marry for love provided that Estelle married someone of good standing. Yet, Mary never lost hope that Estelle could have both. It was refreshing, if not misplaced.

"Do you remember the Thompsons?" Estelle asked, coming back out to her room.

"Of course. You used to follow their son around everywhere. I remember being jealous of how close you two were. Thick as thieves, mother used to say. Why? Have you heard something about them?"

"In a way," Estelle grinned.

Mary's eyes widened. "Have you seen him again?"

Estelle nodded.

"Oh, Elle, tell me all about it!" Mary said in excitement.

"Well, he's grown up a bit, that much is apparent. Oh, Mary, he's grown so handsome. He speaks so eloquently that all I want to do is listen to him talk about his hopes and dreams for hours on end. It almost pulls you in and makes you wish for the same," she said in all honesty.

"Do his hopes and dreams include you?" her sister teased.

"I'm not certain. He's been here for three social seasons now. He's made it known that he's looking for love, and that scares people," she murmured thoughtfully, remembering their conversation from the night before.

"Tell me, would you marry him if he asked? You two did always get along so nicely, not to mention his family is in good enough standing that it should satisfy father," Mary replied.

Estelle sighed as she sat down at her vanity. She pulled her dressing gown tighter around herself. "I think I would. I've always admired him. He has many qualities that I'd want in a husband, and I suppose a part of me always thought of what it would be like to be his wife when we were younger."

"Do you love him?" Mary asked, unable to hide her glee.

A blush crossed Estelle's fair face. "I only just reunited with him. We've both grown so much... We're practically strangers now."

"People may grow, but they never really change. If anything, they grow into stronger, more pronounced versions of what they were when they were younger," Mary commented.

Estelle tilted her head at her. "Since when do you have the sagely wisdom?"

Mary shrugged playfully, "Ms. Renton's younger brother and I have been studying a bit of philosophy between lessons."

Estelle winked. "You know, if you married young Mr. Renton, then Anna would be your sister-in-law. I know you've always preferred her over me."

"I do not!" Mary exclaimed as Estelle moved to turn off the bath.

"I'm only teasing you," she replied.

"Breakfast is in half an hour," Mary told her as she moved to leave. "I'm sure father will be most intrigued by the details of your debut."

Estelle winced. Although her father was good friends with Christian's father back in the day, she knew he would have liked her to cast a wider net last night. A feeling of dread settled in her stomach as she realized she would have to tell her father she had failed to interact with more members of society. She let out a heavy sigh as she stepped out of the discarded fabric at her feet and sunk into the bath. She wished that she could soak properly and relax, but she knew she'd have to be quick about washing up. Soon enough, she was out and wrapped in her towel. Estelle settled on a red dress, knowing that she was going to have tea with Annalise later in the day. It was one of her favorite dresses. Deep red with an embroidered top and bottom, sleeves that puffed out at her shoulders and tapered to her wrists, all tied with a black bow at the side of her hip. She especially enjoyed the matching hat and black parasol that went with it. Carefully, she pinned her curls in place for a simple updo. After giving herself a once-over in her mirror, she went down to breakfast.

Her father, George Devereux, was already seated at the head of the table. His glasses were low on the bridge of his nose. His dark blonde hair was graying in places, and his mustache was neat on his face. The clothes he wore were respectable, but not overtly flamboyant. Dull colors that spoke of no-nonsense or frivolous spending. The only thing out of place was the colorful handkerchief in his pocket, a present from his late wife for their last anniversary. He was a level-headed business man who worked in the trading of fabrics. It had bought him a respectable life, enough to earn a Count's daughter as a wife. Everyone had assumed that Estelle's mother had married below her station due to the uncertainty of new money, but the Devereux family had just been old money who had lost wealth due to mismanagement and then regained their standing. In fact, one of Estelle's distant cousins was a Duke of some sort, but he lived a lascivious lifestyle and therefore the family didn't associate with him very often out of fear of scandal.

Estelle's father looked up from his newspaper as she glided into the room and settled in her chair to his left. Mary sat opposite her on his right.

"Breakfast is served promptly at nine," her father told her, looking at her over the rim of his glasses.

Estelle looked at the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. It read nine 'o' two.

"I apologize, Father. Getting ready has taken a little longer than I'm used to lately since Lily is no longer with us," she replied, looking down. Having her maid leave had been an adjustment, but she'd been doing things by herself mostly for a while now. She just missed having someone to help pin the back of her head that she couldn't see. However, Lily had married someone and moved away. Estelle couldn't fault her for it.

Her father nodded and turned his attention back to the paper in his hand. "How did your debut go?"

Estelle knew what he really meant. "There were some suitable gentlemen there last night."

"Any of them promising?" he asked, not even looking at her.

"Perhaps," she replied, taking a sip of tea.

"Good. I expect a marriage proposal before the end of the season," he told her.

She smiled, but it didn't quite meet her eyes. "Of course, Father."

He folded the newspaper and placed it on the table. "I have to go to work, now. Our supplier from the East is haggling over prices again and I need this resolved before the week is out."

"Good luck, Father," Mary smiled as he got up from the table.

He smiled back at her before giving her a kiss on the top of her head, "Thank you, little one."

With a nod to Estelle, he left to go sort through his company's problems.

After he left, Estelle leaned back in her seat and sighed. "I don't want to disappoint him, but I do wish he wouldn't put so much pressure on this."

Mary leaned across the table and dropped some strawberries on her plate. "You could never disappoint him."

A wry smile crossed Estelle's face as she turned her attention back to eating her breakfast. If Mary only knew. Ever since her mother had passed, her father had been colder to her. She was less of a daughter and more of an asset. When she had first noticed it, she'd tried harder to be the best she could be, but it was never enough. It wasn't until she looked at some old portraits of her mother that she understood why. They looked too much alike. Seeing her reminded him so much of her mother. It made sense to Estelle, really. She was just a painful reminder of what he had lost too soon.

"Ms. Estelle, you have a visitor," the butler said, peaking his head into the room.

"Thank you, Robert. Have them wait in the study. I'll be in momentarily," Estelle told him as she finished her tea. "Who could be calling at this hour?"

Mary shrugged, "Someone who clearly couldn't wait to see you."

They shared a wide-eyed look of realization.

"Well, stop talking to me and go see him!" Mary replied.

"Alright, alright! I'm going," Estelle said, getting out of her chair. She smoothed her skirts. "How do I look?"

"Like a vision. Now, go sweep him off his feet," Mary teased.

Estelle made her way to the study, finding Christian browsing the titles on the shelves. He narrowed in on one title, looking closer at it.

"Find something you like, Mr. Thompson?" Estelle asked in amusement as she entered the room.

He jumped a bit and straightened out. "You startled me, Darling. I was just admiring your Shakespeare collection."

"Mr. Thompson, may I ask why you are here?" she asked with a raised brow.

"I did say I would call on you last night," he smiled.

"I didn't think you meant first thing the next morning," she laughed.

"If it's a bad time, I can come back," he told her.

"Nonsense. It's a surprise, but a good one. What were you hoping to do?"

"Well, it's a beautiful day. I was wondering if you would like to accompany me for a walk."

"A walk would be lovely. Let me retrieve my parasol and my hat and I will be ready to go," she smiled before leaving to fetch her things.

Mary winked at her as she passed on the stairs to return to him. "Do enjoy yourself."

Estelle shook her head at her sister and made her way back to Christian. As they left, he offered her his arm. She opened her parasol, holding it with one hand as she slipped her other arm into his.

"Where to, my dear?" he asked.

"Wherever you go, I will follow," she replied, smiling at him.

"To the stars, then?"

"To the stars," she replied as he began to lead her away.

They walked in silence for a stretch, stealing glances at each other here and there before Estelle finally spoke.

"You keep stealing little peaks at me, Mr. Thompson," she teased, "Is there a reason for it?"

Christian blushed a bit from her noticing. "I haven't seen you in so long, and then you appeared last night as if you were a dream made true. I'm afraid that if I take my eyes off of you, you may vanish."

"I can assure you that I have no intention of disappearing," she smiled. "Besides, don't you remember what my name means?"

"Of course. How could I forget that conversation we had back at the the lake," he smiled. "What's your point, Ms. Devereux?"

"Just because you may not see the stars for some time, doesn't mean they are gone. Other things affect your view of them, but they are still there," she murmured.

"Ellie, I..." he trailed off. "You always were a little star."

She blushed, remember the last time he had called her that. It had been the summer of 1893, the last summer they'd spent at the manor before they had sold it. She had been 12 at the time, on the cusp of becoming an unruly teenager, and Christian was 15 and kind enough to let her tag along.

"Estelle, where are you?" Christian laughed, looking for her around the lake. "Did you go swimming without me?"

"Christian, I told you not to call me that," Estelle huffed, hanging upside down from a tree.

"How did you even get up there?" he asked in amusement.

"Oh, you know, a foot here, a hand there. However, I have found myself in quite a bit of a predicament," she replied.

"And what, pray tell, Estelle, is that?" he smirked.

"I can't get down," she said with an awkward smile. "The hem of my dress is stuck and I'm afraid to rip it. Mother will be so cross if I do."

"I'll help you," he replied before climbing up into the tree. Deftly, he worked it free of the branch and moved to climb back down. Slowly, but surely, she moved to follow once he was back on the ground. On her way down, her foot slipped and she fell into his arms. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him. She'd never felt like this around him before. It was new and exciting.

"Careful," he murmured, looking down at her in concern. "Wouldn't want you getting hurt, now would we?"

She shook her head and swallowed as he gently placed her back on the ground.

"Thank you for your help," she murmured.

"Any time, Estelle," he smiled.

"Christian, please don't call me that."

"Why not? It's your name," he said in confusion.

"Yes, but I hate it. It sounds like it belongs to an old lady, or an opera singer. I am neither of those things. It's a silly name and I don't know if it suits me," she sighed.

"Do you know what it means?" Christian asked in amusement.

"Well, no, but that isn't going to make me like it," she replied.

"It comes from Latin. It means 'star,'" he explained, walking with her down to the water's edge. They kicked off their shoes and ran their feet through the cold water.

"I think the meaning suits you just fine," he said honestly.

She tilted her head to look at him. "How do you figure?"

"Well, you're always orbiting me like a little star," he smirked, shooting her a wink. She looked away to cover up the blush on her cheeks.

"I suppose I do," she sighed.

"But, if you dislike your name that much, then I guess I'll just have to come up with a new name for you," he said thoughtfully.

"Everyone else has taken to calling me 'Elle'," she informed him.

"Yes, but I'm not everyone else. I'm your Christian. And you're my...," his eyes lit up as he settled on a name, "Ellie."

"Ellie?" She asked in amusement, trying the name out on her tongue. "I like it."

"Good. It's a smaller version of Estelle, like a little star," he smiled.

"Ellie, are you alright?" Christian asked, shaking her from her reverie.

"Yes, of course," she blushed, "I was just... reminiscing."

She looked around her surroundings, not having realized that they had ended up in the Italian Gardens in Hyde Park. The water from the fountains created a lovely ambient noise, and the architecture was enough that she felt as though she actually were in Italy.

"Could you imagine being loved so much that someone set out to create something this spectacular for you?" she asked dreamily as they passed a fountain.

"That's true love, isn't it?" Christian smiled wistfully, "Creating something beautiful for the enjoyment of the person you care about most."

Estelle bit her lip in thought as she walked over to the ledge that overlooked the water. She gently leaned against it and looked out. "If you could be whatever you wished, what would it be?"

"For my own happiness?" he asked, coming to admire the view with her.

She nodded.

"Well, I suppose I'd like to be a writer," he blushed. "There's something that I've always admired about the way they can move others through words. To say something and to be heard... Isn't that the dream?"

With a tilt of her head, she pressed further. "What would you say?"

"Hopefully many things," he smirked.

"Of course," she laughed turning to look at him, "But, if you could have only one work published, what would you want it to say? Last night you were speaking of freedom, beauty, truth, and love. If you could only focus on one, what would it be? What would you say?"

"I believe that all of those ideals are important, but the most important one would have to be love," he replied.

"And why is that?"

"Well, you simply can't have any of the others without it," he explained. "For instance, take beauty. Is beauty not admiration? Admiration is something we give to something we love. We recreate beauty so that the world could see it and love it as much as we do. When there's natural beauty, we appreciate it all the more. If you love someone enough, you're honest with them, therefore you cannot have truth without love. If you love mankind enough, then you will point out the truths of it. As for freedom... if you love something, you set it free."

Estelle's breath caught in her throat as she watched him speak, taking in his profile as he discussed his views. There was a passion in his eyes that she hadn't seen from anyone else in a while. It was as if the sun shone through a clear blue sky. Deep down, she wondered what if would be like to be on the receiving end of that passion, but she quickly banished the thought. It was not the time, nor the place for such things. He turned to regard her, and found her staring as if she were puzzling him.

"Ms. Devereux?" he asked with an amused smile.

"Could you not have those ideals without love? Honesty can be brutal and cruel. Beauty can be natural or it can be false. You may admire another person for how they look, but still despise them, and freedom can be given out of moral obligation," she countered.

His smile faltered a bit. "You're speaking like everyone else."

Hesitantly, because they were in public, she placed her hand on top of his on the rail. "It's hard to think differently from what you've been told, but I'm open to change."

"To answer you, the truth may hurt, but so can love. Beauty is more than skin deep. To call a person beautiful, is to see their soul, not their skin. Duty can be love," he murmured. "Do we not all dance through this society as our duty to our parents because we love them?"

She smiled softly at him. "What would you say about love?"

His smile returned to his face as they looked into each other's eyes, "That the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."

"Mr. Thompson, never change," she murmured as she squeezed his hand. They sat there for a few moments more, simply enjoying each other's company, lost in their own thoughts. Estelle turned over what Christian had said in her mind. Eventually, she had to ask, because curiosity got the better of her.

"Why is it not just to love?" she asked quietly.

"Because you may love another, but not allow them to love you. To which you must ask yourself, what's the point? Not to mention, we all deserve to be loved, but are afraid to put ourselves out there," he replied.

"We might get hurt. Or we might fall in love with the wrong person," she commented.

"If both people truly love each other in a way that is selfless and respectful, then are they the wrong person?" he asked. "Or are they just 'wrong' because society's rules say they are? Ms. Devereux, I'd rather have true love and know that I can be happy with that person, than marry someone society deems acceptable and be miserable. Wouldn't you?"

Estelle sighed. "Christian, it's more complicated than that."

"Is it? Or is it just that society has made it so?" he pressed.

She smiled sadly at the water. "May I confess something?"

"Of course, Darling."

"I do want love, but my marriage isn't just about me. It's for my family. In a way, my happiness is negligible in this as long as it serves the greater good," she said.

Christian reached out and tipped her chin towards him. His eyes bore into hers intensely. "You can't live your life for other people, Ellie. You are a kind, brilliant, and beautiful woman. Value yourself enough to want more for yourself than just what your family needs. You deserve to be cherished and adored. Don't ever throw that hope away for the sake of others."

Her eyes widened at his words. They were bold, but he was so adamant that she knew he truly meant them. Her heart was thudding in her chest as she felt herself drowning in his gaze. "Christian, I... I don't know what to say."

"Promise me, that you won't give up on love," he told her.

She didn't care if people saw. She hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck. "I promise."

He hugged her back just as tightly before letting go. "I am glad you're back in my life."

She smiled at him, "I thought you said I never left."

He blushed, recalling their conversation from the night before. "Yes, well, I refuse to ever let you go again."

She blushed in response. "And if some dashingly handsome man sweeps me off my feet this social season?"

"Have you met someone, darling?" he asked with a smirk and a raised brow.

"Perhaps," she replied coyly.

"Do I know him?"

"Better than most," she replied with a grin.

His eyes softened as he looked at her. "I must confess, I think this may be my last season as a bachelor in London."

She reached down and took his hand in hers, interlacing their fingers. "They do say that the third time's the charm."

"So it seems."

In the distance, Big Ben chimed the hour, letting them know how late it had gotten.

"I should escort you back," Christian murmured after the twelfth chime had ended. "I'm sure you have other plans for the day."

Estelle nodded as they started to make their way back to her home. "I'm having afternoon tea with Ms. Renton at her house. Then, there's a dinner party later this evening."

"The one hosted by the Harpers?" he asked.

"The very same."

"I was also invited. It will be nice to have at least one friendly face there," he smiled.

"Are you not a friend of theirs?" she asked with an amused smile. "You did receive an invitation. From what I've heard, it's a small gathering. Very selective."

"My father is friends with the Harpers. I'm fairly certain that they invite me out of obligation. Or because of my singing voice. I somehow always get asked to sing when everyone settles in the parlor after dinner," he chuckled.

"I look forward to hearing you," she smiled as they turned onto her street.

They paused at her door, neither quite ready to say good bye yet.

"Well, Ms. Devereux, it's always a pleasure," he told her before taking her hand and kissing her knuckles.

"Until tonight, Mr. Thompson," she smiled as he straightened.

She turned and entered her house, depositing her parasol by the door for later use. Footsteps came running down the stairs.

"Tell me everything," her sister exclaimed as she skidded to a stop in front of her.

Estelle chuckled and went into the parlor and told her all about it as they worked on an embroidery they had started together. The time ticked on as the two of them discussed the Bohemian ideals, with Estelle finding that Mary agreed with most of the things Christian had said, even if she didn't quite understand it all.

Eventually, the carriage was sent to take her to Annalise's house for their afternoon tea.

"You look happy," Annalise noted as Estelle entered the room.

"I've had a lovely morning," she smiled.

"Do tell," Annalise replied, eyes alight with curiosity.

Estelle settled onto the settee across from her, picking up her cup and saucer. "I was called on this morning."

"Was it Mr. Thompson?" Annalise asked excitedly.

"It was. We went for a stroll through Hyde Park," she smiled.

"In the Italian Gardens? I always found those to be so romantic," Annalise sighed wistfully. "What did you discuss?"

"Bohemian ideals, mostly," Estelle said honestly. "Christian is a dreamer, but that's one of the things that I enjoy most about him. There's this pull. He speaks about things that should scare me, because they're not..." she tried to find the right word, "concrete. The things he wants from life aren't material. He's striving for happiness, and most would say that's foolhardy."

"Would you say that?" Annalise asked before taking a sip of tea.

"No. I think he's brave. He's willing to do what makes him happy with no regard for societal repercussions," she replied, taking a small sandwich off a tray.

"Some might call that selfish," Annalise stated.

"I suppose you're right," she sighed, "but, I still admire him for it. He makes me have hopes and dreams. When I'm with him, I almost forget about the demands of my father and I have no desire to settle."

"Why is that?"

"I'm not sure. He values me. I'm not just a commodity or a means to an end. Christian sees me for more than what I'm worth," she murmured, looking down at her reflection in her tea. "He sees me for me, not for what benefits I might offer him."

"You're an equal," Annalise commented.

"Exactly!" Estelle exclaimed.

"And how do you see him?" her friend asked curiously.

Estelle considered her friend's question as she looked over the spread in front of them. Finger sandwiches and sweets on tiered trays, the aroma of spiced tea wafting from the teapot in the center.

"I think he's everything I could have hoped for," she replied honestly.

"Do you love him?"

"A part of me always has," she said with a shake of her head. "I just never thought the stars would align in such a way that would make it possible."

Estelle looked up at her friend and smiled. "I must sound silly."

"No," Annalise said honestly. "You sound like you're a happy woman who found the love of her life. People dream of that. Don't let it go. If not for your sake, then for the rest of us sorry saps who may not be as lucky and have to settle for living vicariously through their lucky friends."

Estelle chuckled. "You'll find your prince, Anna. Someone like you is sure to be the talk of the society pages for being so popular."

"You think so?" she asked with a grin.

"Oh, I know so."

They shared a laugh and turned to lighter topics as they finished their tea together. They gossiped about their younger siblings, the latest fashion trends, and about what might happen at the Harpers' dinner party later that night. By the time Estelle left to return home and relax before the dinner party, she was feeling more sure of what she felt for Christian. However, she decided to play along for her father's sake and entertain whoever else might fancy her this season so he could never say that she hadn't made an effort. Yet, she knew who her heart belonged to and that would never change. As she settled into a chair in the study to read, she thought back on what Christian had said about love. She looked down at the collection of Shakespeare's sonnets in her hand and considered how most of them were about love. Perhaps he was right. Shakespeare had seen beauty and articulated that for the world to see because he had loved the subject of his sonnets. She bit her lip as she wondered if Christian might ever write something about her if he had the chance. She hoped he would.

[ao3feed-snape]

A Silent Song from the Ashes of Beauty

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/KbQYGqH

by ursalaminor

Disclaimer: This is a self-insert fanfic.

Jolie Jade Foland goes by many names. Jolie, Jo, Lie-Lie, Liar, Jolie Jade, JJF, John F., Fool, Errand, and many other names she absolutely despises. The journey of this young girl starts at the ripe age of eleven, on her adventures through Hogwarts with her best friend(s), the best brother ever, her crush(es), and many, many more paintings and ghosts... including some random Niffler named Joe.

Follow her through her journey in the depths of the Dark Forest, Dark Magic, Dark Classes, Dark Subjects, and a surprisingly Light Black boy. Or two. Or three? Who knows. It's Jolie.

(OC x Regulus Black)

Credits to J.K. Rowling for her amazing series! Also, to user 5774848 for the amazing title.

Words: 1073, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene McKinnon, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Petunia Evans Dursley, Filius Flitwick, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom, others - Character, Annalise Foland, Lennon Foland, Jolie Foland, Augustus Foland, Janet Foland

Relationships: they're kids - Relationship

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Crack, Fluff and Angst, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Complicated Relationships, Father-Daughter Relationship, Father-Son Relationship, Action/Adventure, Eventual Romance, Friendship, Hufflepuff Pride, Gryffindors Being Gryffindors, Good Slytherins, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Rivalry, Sibling Rivalry, Sibling Love, Twins, (sort of), The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, POV Alternating, Long Shot, long fic, Sirius Black Has Long Hair, Hippie Remus Lupin, Character Study, Character Development, Worldbuilding, Evil Voldemort (Harry Potter), You-Know-Who - Freeform, First Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), Check the First Tag Again, NO Swearing, Slow To Update, Slow Burn, Metamorphmagus

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[abyss-of-mine]

Unhinged with ocs #5

Annalise's back pressed against the garden fence while Charlie swung her hips against her, the fake member entering her so harshly. Her legs were held by the turquoise haired woman, reaching her arms back to grip the fence at the mercy of her girlfriend. Moans and whimpers of pleasure clouded her mind and only thought of the other, dripping down on the soil with every push. Her mouth hung open as everything in her body released, orgasming hard on the soil.

Quinn held Sorrow's legs wide open to dig their tongue deep inside her, causing her to moan loudly from how skilled they are, how their lips and tongue could send her to another world of pleasure, overwhelming and thrilling. She leaked and spilled out from the outstanding performance, getting more aroused with every skillful flick of their tongue. She climaxed effortlessly, but they still continued, not stopping their attack until they were satisfied with the waters of her lust, listening to her beg and plead for a break, to rest her voice from screaming their name. They just pushed her legs closer to her chest, digging further into the leaking hole.

Intense entangling of bodies and vicious kissing as their openings were brought together and aggressively rubbed against each other. Wendy grunted and moaned while Scout gripped the floor of the tent, shaking the small space from their violent hips, fucking more than usual. She couldn't get enough of them by the rubbing alone and decided to finger one another, losing themselves in their lips and shoving their fingers at inhuman speed. The night air was filled with sounds of pleasure, shouting in their lust and climaxing on each other's hole.

Luna desperately rode Thirteen's member while she kissed and nibbled on the human's chest. She clung onto the reaper, groaning and moaning with every push down, panting crazily from how hard she was going. Thirteen fanned her chest and felt herself get lost in her girlfriend's desperation. Luna squeezed her head against her, feeling the pleasure get almost unbearable but didn't want the fun to end. The chair violently squeaked from pounding and made the reaper's eyes roll at the climax shooting out and spilling out on her lap.

Zack gripped Sweety's legs and pounded her opening desperately. She hugged his shoulders and dug her nails into his skin, moaning and panting loudly. He swung his hips with such speed and need, fanning her neck and begging for her to hold on. He slid her arms under her legs to hold her hips and edge them closer to the end. Her arms squeezed his head and screamed out to him, soon orgasming hard on each other.

Annalise harshly pushed and shoved the very short rod between their entwined legs, digging her fingers into the soil to indulge in their desperate desires. The rod seemed to be still as it got thrusted back and forth inside the two women, going deep and hard everytime her hips moved forward. Their bodies rolled over and Lily dug her fingers in the dirt to hammer her hips forward, moans and groans filling the garden's silence. Her head leaned back and climaxed onto one another.

Drake lifted her legs on his shoulders and held the lower part of her back to hammer his member into her with such determination. Noir had her arms around his neck and buried his face in the crook of her neck, moaning his name and panting crazily. He roughly and quickly swung his hips, making the desk grind on the floor from the meanness of his hips. He bit her jaw as he edged her closer, listening to her shout out in desperation and shove his member inside for a loud moan. Her opening was filled with his seed and kissed him viciously with her tongue.

Neon laid on the couch cushions with her legs against her chest to Wendy who sat on her thighs and rammed the rod between them. The rod glowed and vibrated while following the movement of the dark haired woman. She gripped Neon's calves to keep balance her, viciously bouncing on the rod and pushing it inside her girlfriend. The music from the party drowned their moans and shouts of pleasure as the rod went faster and faster with the vibration going higher and higher. She stared down at her and shouted out to her, feeling their arousal dripping from them until it bursted on the other.

Clockwork panted and smacked her back against the wall from Zack's hips slamming into her. They held onto each other and made bamming noises in the backroom, harsh and heavy poundings. She devoured his mouth and choked him on her tongue, moaning loudly in her throat and yelping at a precised thrust. The shelves beside them shook and knocked over the items, slamming against the wall again for an item to shatter on the floor. A satisfied climax had them dripping.

[classicsapphicships]

Round 1 Polls are posted! Each poll will be up for a week, so good luck to everyone’s favorite ships!

Right Side:

Franky/Bridget (Wentworth) vs Regina/Emma (Once Upon a Time)

Watson/Moriarity (Elementary) vs Lucy/Amy (DEBS)

Gina/Rosa (Brooklyn 99) vs Debbie/Lou (Ocean's 8)

Jo/Blair (The Facts of Life) vs Peyton/Brooke (One Tree Hill)

Piper/Alex (Orange is the New Black) vs Bering/Wells (Warehouse 13)

Xena/Gabrielle (Xena: Warrior Princess) vs Trini/Kimberly (Power Rangers 2017)

Ripley/Annalee (Alien) vs Annalise/Tegan (How to Get Away With Murder)

Susan/Talia (Babylon 5) vs Chessy/Meredith (The Parent Trap)

Ann/Anne (Gentleman Jack) vs Scully/Reyes (X-Files)

Cat/Kara (Supergirl) vs Olivia/Natalia (Guiding Light)

Nikki/Helen (Bad Girls) vs Ola/Lily (Sex Education)

13/Cameron (House MD) vs Sara/Catherine (CSI)

Delphine/Cosima (Orphan Black) vs Emily/JJ (Criminal Minds)

B'elanna/Seven (Star Trek) vs Rachel/Quinn (UnReal)

Emily/Alison (Pretty Little Liars) vs Beca/Chloe (Pitch Perfect)

Carol/Maria (Captain Marvel) vs Raven/Abby (The 100)

Left Side:

Grace/Frankie (Grace & Frankie) vs Shaw/Root (Person of Interest)

Callie/Arizona (Grey's Anatomy) vs Stef/Lena (The Fosters)

Eve/Mazikeen (Lucifer) vs Luce/Rachel (Imagine Me & You)

Tara/Pam (True Blood) vs Ally/Ling (Ally McBeal)

Alex/Olivia (Law and Order SVU) vs Miranda/Andy (The Devil Wears Prada)

Samantha/Janet (Stargate SG-1) vs Nomi/Amanita/Sense8)

Willow/Tara (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) vs 13/Yasmin (Doctor Who)

Sharon/Brenda (The Closer) vs Kalinda/Alicia (The Good Wife)

Max/Anne (Black Sails) vs Petra/Jane (Jane the Virgin)

Eleanor/Tahani (The Good Place) vs Kelly/Yorkie (Black Mirror)

Rory/Paris (Gilmore Girls) vs Aneela/Kendry (Killjoys)

Quinn/Rachel (Glee) vs Jane/Maura (Rizzoli & Isles)

Nico/Karolina (Runaways) vs Serena/Bernie (Holby City)

Laura/Danny (Carmilla) vs Peggy/Angie (Agent Carter)

Hecate/Pippa (The Worst Witch) vs Bobbie/Chrisjen (The Expanse)

Bo/Lauren (Lost Girl) vs Bette/Tina (The L Word)

[jungjnsoul]

━  ❛  •  MASTERLIST 001:  feminine names.

below the cut, you’ll find 100+ ‘feminine’ names categorized alphabetically. they’ve been gathered from baby name websites and general interactions overtime !  keep in mind that i grew up in a small, southern town-- so some names may seem a little plain. please like or reblog if this list was helpful.

A --

aly / ally / allie.

alyssa.

amanda.

amber.

amelia.

amy.

andrea.

annalise.

arden.

ashayla.

aubrey.

audrey.

autumn.

ava.

avery.

B --

bailee / bailey.

bambi.

bea.

beatriz.

bella.

bellamy.

bentley.

brianna.

brooklyn.

C --

cali / callie.

calista / callista.

caroline.

carson.

cat.

catalina.

cece.

cecilia.

celeste.

charolette.

cindy.

crystal.

D --

dawn.

devyn.

E --

eiza.

elena.

eliza.

elizabeth.

ella.

ellie.

emma.

emerald.

esme.

eva.

eve.

evie.

F --

fae / fay.

fawn.

fiona.

G --

glenda.

gloria.

H --

hailey / haley / hayley.

hanna / hannah.

harper.

I --

isabella.

ivana.

J --

jackie.

jaclyn.

josephine.

K --

kehlani.

kennedy.

kiana.

kim.

kimberly.

L --

leanne / leighanne.

leigh.

lelani.

lena.

lili / lilly.

liliana.

lilo.

liv.

M --

macey / macy.

mackenlyn.

maddie.

madeline.

madison.

mae / may.

marceline.

marcy.

mia.

mikaela / mikaelah.

mini / minnie.

moana.

mona.

N --

nina.

nicole / nichole.

nioka.

O --

olivia.

ophelia.

P --

penelope.

peyton.

poppie / poppy.

Q --

quinn.

R --

raleigh.

rowan.

ryland.

S --

sadie.

sam.

sammy.

samantha.

santana.

sav.

savanna / savannah.

selena.

serenity.

sophia.

sophie.

sydney.

T --

tati.

tatiana.

tiffany.

U --

ursela.

V --

valarie.

valentina.

veronica.

W --

whitney.

winnie.

winter / wynter.

X --

xiomara.

xo.

Y --

yovanna.

Z --

zara.

zoey.

[captainscanadian]

Exception | Carter Baizen x Reader (Part 6)

My Masterlist

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Summary: You needed Carter. You needed BOTH of them.

Word Count: 6100+

Pairing: CEO!Carter Baizen x Lawyer!Reader, Nate Archibald x Caroline Baizen, Chuck Bass, Lily van der Woodsen, Serena van der Woodsen (mentioned).

Warnings: Swearing, Gossip Girl References, Drugs, Infidelity, Car Accident, Blood, Trauma, Hospital, Teenage Pregnancy

A/N: This is my entry for @baezen​​‘s writing challenge. A lot of you have been calling me out on things and I must admit that I’m impressed. I’m so glad you all seemed to figure out that there was a child involved. And for those of you who didn’t... SURPRISE, MOTHERFUCKERS! Y’all might get Dad!Carter in this fic! I don’t own the gifs. ELIF, GO AHEAD AND YELL AT ME… SAB, I LOVE YOU. THEORY ANON, LETS SEE WHAT YOUR THEORY IS NOW. :P

It was no joke that Caroline Baizen had spent so many months planning her perfect wedding to Nate Archibald, but she had spent many more months planning her perfect honeymoon with him. It was supposed to be just the two of them in their honeymoon suite at the Burj Al Arab Jumeirah, soaking up the sun on a yacht at the Dubai Marina and making love to each other like the newlyweds they were before they both had to return to the chaos that was the Upper East Side of Manhattan. All of that planning went to shit the moment she got that phone call, saying that her brother had been hit by a car outside of the Gramercy Tavern and had been rushed to the hospital.

Though the police officer who had been kind enough to contact her did not have many details about Carter’s condition, Caroline could not help but hope for the best while expecting the worst. Her heart was beating right out of her chest as she feared for her brother’s life, her husband holding onto her as she sobbed against his chest. It was as though the limo was moving way too slow as she and Nate were on their way to the hospital. She was worried, and scared, for she did not want to lose the only family she had left. Losing their parents in a car accident had been bad enough as it was.

Carter and Caroline never shared the best of sibling relationships, not since he had first cut ties with their parents and left the Upper East Side for good. But when he had returned from being held by the Buckley’s, she had seen that he was a changed man. He had promised her that he would change his ways and do right by everything in his family; he would do right by their parents and he would do right by her. He had done just that since then. Losing their parents had been hard on the two of them, but they got through it together. They had always had each other. But now, even when she had Nate, Caroline felt alone. She did not want to lose her big brother.

To say that Nate had been worried sick about the fate of his brother-in-law would be an understatement. But he was also aware that Carter had plans with you that evening, thanks to Annalise and her commitment to updating him about what was going on between you and Carter since the wedding.

A part of him was worried about you as well. After all, he knew how much he meant to you. Even though in the exterior, you acted like you hated him, Nate knew that you would always love him. Perhaps that was why he had been calling your cell phone ever since Caroline had come crying to him about her brother. But unbeknownst to him, your phone had slipped out of your hand during your fall and shattered on the side of the road, and you had abandoned it for the man who had just saved your life in the matter of seconds.

The man who had saved your life in a matter of seconds was also the man whom you had always believed to be your apocalypse. You had always believed that he was the final destruction of your life. You had blamed him for ruining your life for years, but now he had saved it too.

The reason why you were possibly alive at this very moment was because Carter Baizen had pushed you out of the way and taken the hit from that speeding car. It should have been you and your stupidity. You took all the blame for the fact that your ex-boyfriend of fifteen years was now laying in an operating room with his skull open.

It was as though the guilt that you had been living with for the last fifteen years was not enough. It was as though you needed to be punished even more for having run away the way that you had and for keeping your secret for as long as you had. As if the fact that your whole truth had been eating you alive was not painful enough that it kept you awake at night, you had to face the worst of the consequences that had been caused by your mistakes.

How were you supposed to live with your whole truth like this, especially after Carter had now saved your life? Perhaps it was a blessing and a curse – a blessing was that you had survived the accident with a few scratches and the curse would be living in a world where Carter Baizen was dead. You did not want to live in a world without him.

He could not die, not like this. He had been alive when you had found him lying in a puddle of his own blood. He had been holding onto his dear life and then you had also been holding onto his dear life in your hands when the ambulance had driven you down to the nearest hospital. Your hands had been laced with the crimson fluid that had bled out of him. His blood in your hands, literally.

A team of doctors and nurses had rushed Carter upstairs to operate on him the moment you had arrived at the hospital. His head injury had been a priority. Meanwhile, another doctor had managed to bandage up your bruises.

You made no noise while the exhausted ER doctor worked on you. You did not yell. You did not cry. You did not expel any of the emotions that urged to spew out of you as you held a clean tissue against your nostrils, blotting the last of the blood that dripped down as you had finally stopped crying.

The doctor thought that your newfound calmness it was because you were still in shock from the accident – you were frightened by witnessing your loved one getting struck by a car. It was common for most patients to experience such trauma. But the way you had managed to respond to her queries in with the nod of your head or one word at a time made her realize that you were indeed... lucid. You were not completely traumatized, but you clearly knew how to stay in control of your emotions.

You wanted to break down. You wanted to cry. But what was the point in that? Carter Baizen, the love of your life, the father of your child, was lying lifeless in an operating room somewhere. The father of your child. He was the father of your child and he was lying lifeless in an operating room somewhere...

What kind of a mother had you been? What kind of a mother keeps the secret of becoming a mother from the whole world? What kind of a mother willingly chooses to keep the father of her child as far away from her child’s life as she possibly can? What kind of a mother puts the life of the father of her child in danger? What were you going to tell the fourteen year old you had left behind in London when you had boarded that plane back to New York City? What were you going to say when the child you had birthed and raised on your own gets here in a few days and asks you about her father?

Once the doctor had finished up with you, a handful of nurses had helped you get cleaned up. You could see the pity in their eyes as they helped you into the shower. They must have known from the lifeless look in your eyes, that the man who was being operated on was someone who meant so much to you.

Carter was not some guy you had once dated, no. He was the only man you had ever loved truly. He was the only man who made you weak and vulnerable. He was the only man who knew the real you. He was the father of your child.

Turning on the water, you watched as Carter’s blood dripped away from your skin. The scrubbing may have removed his blood from your hands now, but metaphorically his blood was still on your hands. It was your fault that he was lying lifeless in an operating room right now. He was the father of your child.

Apparently the doctor had told the police that you were in no emotional state to provide a statement, so the kind sergeant who needed to file the report had decided that it was best to give you some time to recover from the incident and return in the morning. Needless to say, you were grateful for that. While you had changed into a fresh pair of scrubs that the nurses had handed to you, you hoped and prayed that Carter would make it out alive from this.

You had always wanted the best for him, even when you had loathed him. Even when you hated him, you loved him. Even when he had ruined everything you had planned for your future, you had wanted him to have a good life.

You never wanted him to suffer for what he had done. You never wanted to punish him even more than you already had. You had convinced yourself that he not knowing that he had fathered a child was punishment enough for the way he had treated you fifteen years ago.

But now, you knew that this punishment was not for him. It was for you. You were being punished for keeping this from him for as long as you had. The possibility that Carter might even die not knowing that he had a child was weighing you down like a boulder. He might even die not ever meeting his child and it was your entire fault.

The moment you arrived in the waiting room to see a crying Caroline Baizen rushing over to you, a worried Nate following right after her and a concerned Anne Archibald grabbing onto your numbing body, that was when you had finally broke down. You knees were weak and your legs were growing numb. You felt your body losing all of its strength as you finally let out the emotions that you had kept bottled up for the last fifteen years all at once.

“Y/N!” Chuck Bass was quick to rush over to you before your knees hit the tiled floor of the waiting room, helping you up and leading you over to the nearest chair so that you could sit down. His lips curled into a frown when he saw you in this state, for he had always known you as this strong spitfire of a young woman before you had fled the Upper East Side. The Y/N he knew never broke down like this. But he also knew that you had always loved Carter and seeing him get hit by a car must have crushed you.

Lily van der Woodsen had sat down right next to you, her arm wrapped tightly around you as she let you sob against her shoulder. Perhaps her maternal instincts had kicked in when she had seen you like that. She had always seen you as another child of hers, perhaps because she had once dated your father.

While you had been against her relationship with your father as a whole and had rejected all of her attempts to be a part of your life, she still felt some kind of love for you. She had forgiven you for being that selfish seventeen year old she knew. She knew that you had grown up now and you had apologized for the way you had treated her then. That was all that mattered to her. She knew that your mother was out of town and at that moment, so she figured that you probably need that kind of support.

No one in the Upper East Side was a stranger to what you had with Carter Baizen. The two of you had been the closest friends since you were young. You had dated during your high school years and you had both fallen in love with each other. While no one knew how your relationship had ended or why you had left New York for good, they all knew that Carter being in this condition would have been hard on you. So, they were all there to offer you the support that you needed while either of your parents could be present.

“It was all... m-my fucking fault...” You whispered between the sobs, the salty tears dripping down to your burning lips as your head began to feel heavy. “I was... crossing the street and... I wasn’t paying attention, I...” You could not get yourself to replay those scenes in your head.

Seeing the way he had been thrown off into the air and the way he had looked up at you before he had fallen unconscious had been burned into your memory forever. He made you realize how wrong you had been about everything for the last fifteen years. He was no apocalypse; he was your savior. “C-Carter... saved my life... he... h-he...” As you felt another sob, Lily hugged you tightly.

You cried as much as you could, in order to be rid of your guilt. But no matter how much you cried, your tears could not make up for the time that you had lost with Carter. Your fifteen year old stupidity had now cost him his life and the woman whom you had refused to accept as your new step-mother back then was now the one who was comforting you. This was your punishment.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. He’ll be okay...” Lily rubbed your back, gently. “I just spoke to William. He’s in surgery and they’re working on him. He’s going to be okay...”

“No, he’s... he was bleeding so much. His head, he... his head was bleeding.” You looked down at your hand that had been drenched in his blood earlier. Even though it had been clean, you could not forget the image of his blood all over it. “He’s... he’s...” You pulled back from the hug to look over at Caroline, your lips curling into a frown as you realized that you had taken away from her the only family she now had left.

You felt like a monster for being the reason behind her brother’s accident. Everything that had ever happened to you had been your doing, not his. “He’s... he saved my life.” Your lips quivered as you stood up from your seat and made your way over to the younger Baizen, your heart breaking at the sight of that little girl whom you had grown to love as a sister long before she had even married into your family. “Caroline... I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. It was my fucking fault. I wasn’t looking and now he... he saved my life but it should have been me. It should have been me.” You fell down to your knees as you grabbed her hands, sobbing louder as you looked down. “It should have been me...”

Caroline shook her head at you. “Y/N, no... Don’t say that. He... he must have had a reason for doing what he did and I respect that. He’s not a selfish guy and if he thought that saving you was more important than saving himself, then I respect that.” She admitted with a nod, sobbing harder as she held onto your hand.

“He’ll be okay. He needs to be. He’s made his mistakes but so have we all. He should be able to live his life like we all do. He’ll be okay.” Even though she felt lost and confused without her brother by her side, she was hopeful. Carter had been through so much and he had turned out alright. She knew that this was just another obstacle that her brother had to cross before he got to live the life he truly deserved.

A few hours had passed as you sat in the waiting room with Nate and Caroline. Lily and Chuck had both left once you had calmed down. You knew that the only reason the two of them had even bothered to be at that hospital in the first place was for you and not for Carter.

While Lily had been a close friend of your father’s over the years, your knowledge of the feud between Carter and Chuck was also reason enough for you to believe that Chuck had no respect for Carter. But you appreciated that they cared for you, considering what you had done.

You had loathed the Upper East Side and the people in it when you had run away so abruptly. But now, not only had the Upper East Side had welcomed you home with open arms, you had also had an entire support system of people to make up for the lack of familial support. You did not deserve any of it.

It had been early morning when you had finally received news from the nurses that Carter’s surgery had come to an end. You overheard the neurosurgeon that had operated on him telling Caroline that he had suffered a traumatic brain injury – while he was alive; they could not be so sure that he would wake up from that. They had given him forty-eight to wake up, and if he did not wake up by then, Caroline had some decisions to make.

While a part of her had been glad that her brother was out of surgery, Caroline broke down once again at the revelation that Carter might not make it. You might not have been a medical expert but you had witnessed just how bad he had been injured; you knew that he was not going to make it out of it that easily.

But you did have some hope that he would make it out alive. You needed him to make it out alive, for your sake and for the sake of your child. The realization that you had indeed taken Caroline’s only family away from her had dawned on you suddenly. But Carter was not only her family. He was yours too. As she broke down in tears again, so did you. But you were quick to step out of the waiting room, away from her gaze.

You found yourself in an empty hallway by a medical supply closet and you began sobbing once again, pacing back and forth as you realized how much you had fucked up. You had fucked up. You knew you had fucked up. And now there was no going back. There was no going back in time to fix the mistakes that you had made.

Nate hugged his wife tightly as she sobbed, rubbing her back as he watched you step out of the waiting room. He turned over to look at his mother with a frown, hoping that Anne Archibald would finally come to her senses and have some empathy for her new daughter-in-law.

The woman gave him a nod as she walked up to the two of them, her hand gently placed on Caroline’s back. “Sweetheart...” She frowned, pulling her into a hug.

“Anne, I can’t lose him...” Caroline shook her head as she cried. “I can’t...”

As he let his mother calm down his wife, he made his way out of the waiting room for a moment. He looked around the hallway before he heard your soft sobs, and following the sound of your quiet cries, he found you leaning against the wall next to the medical supply room. “Y/N...” He frowned at the sight of you, immediately rushing over to your side. He pulled you into a tight hug. “Y/N... come on, you can’t break down like this.”

“Nate, I never wanted any of this to happen...” You admitted as you sobbed against his chest. “I wanted Carter to be away from... I never wanted him to... no, not like this.”

He stroked your hair as he began to tear up; remembering the last time you had been a crying mess like this. It had been fifteen years ago now, when you had called him before you had left for London.

You had confided in him your secret, which he had kept with him since then. Not even his own wife ever came to know the truth, even though she did have every right to know of your whole truth. “Y/N... you need to calm down. The doctors did say that... whether he wakes up or not... it’s not like they were sure that he won’t wake up. They just said that... all we could do right now is wait.”

“I’ve waited long enough, Nate.” You sniffled as you pulled back from his embrace, wiping away your tears as you felt a drop of blood streaming from your right nostril. “What even is the point of waiting anymore? He might not even wake up. He...”

Nate was quick to reach into his pocket and grab a handkerchief. He handed it to you as he sighed, wrapping his arm around you as he held you close. He had always been your pillar of strength when it came to Carter. He had kept your secret for fifteen years now. But he knew by now that it was about time that you told the truth to everyone. He knew that you must have been thinking about that, as he was too.

You dabbed at your nose as you fought back the tears. “I need to call Carter.” You let out a sigh as you nodded your head, trying to convince yourself that you were sure of what you were about to do. “I need to call Carter right now.”

“Y/N, are you sure?” He asked you, biting down on his bottom lip. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“What even is the point anymore, Nate?” You asked him as you broke into another sob and shook your head. “He might not even wake up. He might not... he might never know and it’s all my fucking fault!” You cried. “I was such an idiot, Nate! I was such an idiot for doing what I did and... now he’s... what am I going to do? What am I going to... I have to call Carter.”

Nate gave you a nod as he agreed with your decision. He had always stood by the decisions you had made for yourself, even then and even now. Even if he did not agree with the choices that you had made, he had kept your secret for as long as he had.

He often wondered why you had chosen to call him that night and tell him the truth. Perhaps, it had been for an unforeseeable reason. It was because he was the only one who could give you the support at this very moment.

“Nathaniel... it’s me.”

“Y/N?!”

“Nate.”

“Y/N, what the fuck?! Where are you?! We’ll all been worried about you!”

“Nate, calm down... I’m okay. I’m fine, I... I hopped on a boat from Santorini and got back to Athens. I’m taking the train in a bit... going up to... T-Thessaloniki in the northern part of Greece. I’m going to be on the move for a while so I wanted to speak to you before I left on this journey. I had to speak to you, you know, in case I never get to speak to you again. I wanted to say goodbye.”

“Y/N, what the fuck is going on?! What? Are you running away?!?!”

“This guy... Spiros... he told me that I could get to Romania from Thessaloniki in like a day... and then I’ll be in Bucharest for another day and then I’m taking another train to... Budapest and then another day to Munich. Paris, I can get there in like ten hours...”

“Y/N, what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you taking a train trip around Europe like this? What’s going on? Your dad’s worried. The cops found blood in your hotel room and Carter was questioned.”

“I... I know that there’s a lot going on right now and I hate to do this to you. Don’t tell him... either of them... but uh... I’m going to London. I’m going to see my mom.”

“Y/N, you’re... couldn’t you at least call your dad and tell him that you’re okay before you leave?! He’s been worried sick!”

“Nate, listen to me... I can’t talk to my Pop about anything right now. He... He’s in love and it’s blinded him. If I told him what happened, I know he’s not going to take my side in this. I need to get to London. I need my mom, okay? I really need my mom right now!”

“What’s going on?! Carter’s been asking about you... what happened between the two of you? He said he’s worried sick! What happened?!”

“Nate...”

“Y/N, please tell me the truth. What happened that night? Why did you leave Santorini?”

“Nate, I... I can’t tell you.”

“Y/N, please... we’re family. You called me for a reason. You have to tell me the truth.”

“Promise me... that you won’t tell anyone. No one can know, not my Pop and not Carter. Not your mom or dad. Not even Chuck.”

“Y/N...”

“Promise me, Nate!”

“Fine... I promise. I won’t tell anyone. You have my word, Y/N. Now tell me what’s going on... please?”

“... I’m pregnant.”

“What?!”

“Nate, I’m pregnant... I’m pregnant and it’s Carter’s. And I can’t do anything about it... because he... he cheated on me, Nate! He cheated on me with Serena. He went to a party and she got him high and they... he told me that he loved me and he went off and slept with Serena. He told me that I was his one exception and he knocked me up. He slept with me and now he slept with Serena. I... he cheated on me with Serena and I’m fucking pregnant with his child!”

“Y/N, what- that son of a bitch! Why haven’t you told your dad? Why haven’t you called him?! Please, just fucking call him! He’s worried sick!”

“Because... he loves Lily and... if I told him the truth, I’m scared that he’s going to take the van der Woodsen’s side over mine. Believe me, Nate. He’s done it before and... He treats Serena like this perfect princess and I can’t live through that. He’s never treated me like his daughter ever since she came into the picture and... it’s only going to get worse now. I know I disappointed him. I know that he had all these plans for me and... I went off and got pregnant. I can’t go off to Yale now and take over the company like he’s always wanted me to. He’s going to hate me.”

“Y/N, you can’t leave... you can at least talk to him about it. You can try to figure things out. Come back to New York and figure it out.”

“I can’t go back to New York, Nate. I can’t... Carter is no fit to be a father. He’d rather go off and party and get high than... he’s not going to change his ways. I know him. I thought he had changed and that he loved me but... he went off and cheated on me. I’m not going to bring his child into the world thinking that he’d want a part in that. I’m done putting my faith in him.”

“Y/N, come on... you don’t have to tell him if you don’t want to. You don’t owe him shit! But you can’t leave New York over this! You have your dad, you have... all of us. We’re not going to let you do this alone.”

“I’m... leaving, Nate. I’m leaving and I’m never going to come back. I know that... New York is home but... the Upper East Side is not a paradise like I always thought it was, Nate. I’ve had some time to think about this. Our parents gave us a shit tonne of money since we were kids... credit cards with no limits and trust funds... we were spoiled rotten. I was spoiled rotten. I was so caught up with spending my dad’s money and having the time of my life that I never thought about the consequences of any of this... I was an idiot. I was a spoiled, irresponsible... stupid little shit and I ruined my own god damn life. It was all my doing, Nate. I don’t know... what any of our parents were thinking when they raised us the way they did. But... I’m going to be a mom now and there’s a child that’s growing inside of me... a child that’s going to come into this world because I was stupid enough to fall in love with the wrong person. Now I’m seventeen and I’m pregnant, all because of the way I was raised. I don’t want my kid to grow up the way I did... I don’t want my kid to... have a credit card at thirteen or... weekly shopping trips to Saks. I don’t want my kid to... be exposed to alcohol and drugs at a young age. I don’t want my kid to... get drunk at prom and get knocked up in the back of a limo or... get high after a party and cheat on anyone. I don’t want my kid to be any of what I’ve become, Nate... that’s why I’m leaving. I’m not going to let the Upper East Side ruin my child’s life like it ruined me. It’s for the best.”

“Y/N...”

“I love you, Nate. I love you so fucking much, don’t ever forget that. I’ll always be the big sister you never had but... I might not see you again for a while.”

“Y/N, don’t leave... Y/N, please don’t do this.”

“I’m going to miss you, Archibald.”

“Y/N... please...”

“You’ll come visit me in London, right? You won’t forget about me... right? Come see me when you can, okay? I don’t want you to... I love you so much, little bro. But this is for the best. It’s best that I stay away from all of this, for the sake of... your niece or nephew.”

“I love you so much... and please stay safe. Please... don’t leave me hanging. Call me when you get to London and... Call me? Talk to me every now and then... just so that I know... that you’re okay. Y/N... please... don’t let me go like you’re letting go of the Upper East Side.”

“I... should get going, Nate. My train’s about to leave soon and... be careful out there. Tell Chuck not to get in too much trouble and... Don’t let him get you in too much trouble either. I know that Blair Waldorf has a thing for you but... don’t sleep in your feelings for Caroline. Get your shit together, Archibald... because your big sister’s not going to be there to give you any relationship advice. You’re on your own now and you’re going to have to figure shit out yourself.”

“Y/N...”

“You’re going to grow up without me... but I know that... you’re going to make me and all the van der Bilt’s so fucking proud. I’m sure of it, Nate. I love you so much and I’m going to miss you so fucking much!”

“Y/N, don’t go- Y/N!”

Nate Archibald pulled out his phone as he looked over at you. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

You nodded, wiping away your tears and holding the handkerchief against your nostril. “I should have done this fifteen years ago, Nate.” You admitted.

You should have done this long before. Even though it was probably too late now, it was better late than never.

Nodding his head, he dialed the number that he had saved in his phone for years now and put his phone on speaker. He had not called this number in a while, probably ever since you and he had a brief fall out regarding his mayoral race.

But the moment he heard the call go through, his heart began to race. He knew that the moment this call had been picked up, every single one of your lives would change in an instant.

“Hello? Uncle Nate? Uncle Nate, is that you?”

“C-Carter...” You breathed out a sigh of relief, hearing you daughter’s voice at a time like this. At least you could say that one of them was alive and well.

A part of you was worried about how to break the news to her. Your relationship with your daughter had already been rocky in the last few days, ever since you had left her in London and moved right back to New York.

She had not been happy about you choosing to stay in New York for your father’s sake. After all, London had been where she had been living since she had been born, not to mention the fact that you had sent your mother to bring her to New York instead of being the one to do that. She had been pissed at you for days.

“Mom? Mom, why are you calling me from Uncle Nate’s phone? I told you, I don’t want to hear it! I’m getting tired of telling you and Nan over and over again. I’m not leaving London!” Your fourteen year old daughter groaned into the phone.

“Carter, sweetheart... just listen to me for a sec...” You bit down on your bottom lip as you fought back the tears.

Nate rubbed your back gently as he held you close. “Come on...” He mouthed, knowing that you have to be the only one who should be informing this to his beloved goddaughter.

Carter Eleanor Lydia Y/L/N, even though she was now his niece by marriage, is his goddaughter and that was never going to change. As the only one who had kept in touch with you since you had left New York for good, Nate had been the only one other than your parents and Annalise who knew of her existence. He had been honored to have been asked to be your child’s godfather. After all, he knew that you had trusted him with your child’s life even though you had not even trusted her own father with that.

Not even her own father knew that he had a child and if he does not wake up now, he might as well die not even knowing that he ever had a child. You had told yourself that you were punishing him by keeping your little Carter away from him, but you knew that the only ones who had been punished by this were you and your daughter.

You had always told her that Carter Baizen was her father and you had told her why you had purposefully kept her away from him. While she did not agree with your decisions at first, as she grew older, she began to understand why you had made the decision to raise her on your own. As much as she missed having a dad growing up, she knew that her mother was strong and resilient. She respected that.

But that did not mean that she did not ever want to have some kind of relationship with her father. She wanted to know him as much as she wanted him to know her. But you know that the chances of that happening now were slim. You needed her to come to New York now more than ever!

“Mom... is everything okay?” She asked you, worried about the tone of your voice. Your daughter knew you well enough to know that your voice was trembling. She wondered if something must have happened to your father and not hers, for your father’s health had been the reason why you had returned to New York in the first place and insisted that she move here for the time being as well. “Mom, what’s wrong? Is it Pop? Is he okay?”

“Carter... i-it’s... Pop’s fine, he’s fine... But... C-Carter, it’s your dad. He was in an accident last night and... it’s not looking good.”

“What?! Mom, no... no no no, mom...” She broke down. “Mom... he can’t... no... he doesn’t even know me! He can’t... mom, don’t lie to me!”

“Carter, I’m not... why would I lie to you about this? I’ve always told you the truth when it comes to your dad. I never lied to you about who he was. You knew everything about him... since you were ten. I’m... I’m sorry, baby. This is all my fault, I know... but I need you right now and so does he. C-Can you... can you... your Nan has the private jet on stand-by and she’s packed up most of your things already. Can you... I need you to come to New York as fast as you can, baby.”

“... I’ll be there.”

[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Imagine Masterlist Part XIII

Daredevil:

General:

Team

Frank Castle:

Adoption

Bad Day

Neighbours

Table Buddies

Helper

Foggy:

Cinema

Assassin’s Creed:

Connor:

Baked Goods

Stressed

Lucifer:

General:

Karaoke

Amenadiel:

Nails

Lucifer:

Themed Parties

Kids

Maze:

Babysitting

Chloe:

Partners

Holidays

BBC Sherlock:

Sherlock:

Sister

Stop Bugging Me

Mycroft:

Panic Attack

Teen Wolf:

General:

Care

Sibling

BBQ

McD’s

Stiles:

Adventures

Scary Movies

Dancing

Derek:

Clumsy

Big Brother ft. Stiles

Older Sister ft. Stiles

Erica:

Before

Scott:

Sleep

First Day of School

Running Into

Isaac:

Nightmares

Malia:

Support

BFs ft. Scott

Kira:

Favourite Shows

Lydia:

A Life

Chef

Dear Rabbit:

Hangout

Ice-Cream

Lazy Days

Peter 

Favourites

BBC Merlin:

Gwaine:

Theatre

Horse Rides

Percival:

Courtship

Little Gifts

Merlin:

Mentor

Gwen:

Smithing

Jurassic Park/World:

Owen:

Knowledge Exchange

Supernatural:

General:

Shooting Practice

Sarcastic

Sam:

Cute

Dean:

Chef

Charlie:

D&D

Gabriel:

Snuggling

How To Get Away With Murder:

Annalise:

Relations

BFFs

Asher:

Secret (NSFW)

Poor Baby

Crush

Frank’s Sister

Connor:

I Like You

Frank:

Siblings

Dating

Marvel:

General:

Boo!!

How???

Tinkering

Baking

Dinner Time

Choosing

Pietro:

Slow Dancing

Childhood ft Wanda

Bucky:

Only One

What if

Letters ft. Steve

Dates and Dancing

Adjustments

Fixer-upper

Steve:

Snow Globes

Partners

Letters ft. Bucky

Defence

Sam’s Sister

Clint:

Opposing Sides

Peter:

Homework

First Date

Hero

Wanda:

Succulents

Days Out ft. Nat

Ill

T’Challa:

Movies

Sam:

Makeout

Natasha:

Marriage

X-Men:

General:

Intoxicated

Hank:

Lab Ruiner

Alex:

Stroll

Cuddles

Sean:

Marriage

Erik:

Kisses

BBC Musketeers:

General:

Family

Cook

Protection

Video Games

D’Artagnan:

Old Friends

Disneyland

Siblings

Porthos:

Impressed

Trinkets

Card Tricks

Constance:

Walks

Out and About

Movie Days

Aramis:

Trickshots

Athos:

Escape The Room

Star Wars:

General:

Saving You

Cassian Andor:

Saviour

Rey:

BF

Self-defence

Finn:

Welcome

Healing

Firefly:

Inara:

Tea

Night Time Talks

River:

Calming

Jayne:

Siblings

Wash:

Wedding ft. Zoey

Narnia:

Edmund:

I Know Her.

Nightmares

Stories

Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts:

General:

Housemates

Silly Boys

Tea

Weasley Summer

Sneaking About

Always Welcome

Neville:

Beautiful 

Studying

Blaise:

Not Best Pleased

Remus:

Study Help

Ginny:

Cheerleader

Crush

Potions Partner

Draco:

Colours Of The Wind

James:

Lily Evans

Cousins

Hopeless

Harry:

Family

Luna:

Meals

Close

McGonagall:

Mentor

Sirius:

Hogsmeade

Prof. Sprout:

Greenhouse Helper

Ron:

Red Ears

The Maze Runner:

General:

Worry

Minho:

Betting Game

Newt:

Relief

Bullies

Chuck:

Sister Figure

Deadpool:

Wade:

Got Your Back

The Outsiders:

General:

Little Sister

Sodapop:

Co-Workers

Two-Bit:

Helping Hand

Cherry:

Girlfriend

Scorpion:

General:

Long Plane Rides

Sylvester:

Marriage

Favourites

Paige:

Groceries

Comfort

Scream:

General

Getaway

Zoe:

Noah

Noah:

Hangouts

Winner

Harry Potter World Ft. Audrey

Youtube Videos

Brooke:

Beautiful

Long Time No See

Emma:

Passing Notes

Kingsman:

Eggsy:

McDonalds

Pacific Rim:

Chuck:

Childhood

Raleigh:

Jumpers

Ghostbusters:

Patty:

Affectionate

LOTR/The Hobbit:

Thorin:

The Mountain ft. Dis

Fili and/or Kili:

Siblings

Bilbo:

Going On An Adventure!

The Martian:

Chris Beck:

Dissertation

I Missed..

Planetariums

Date Night

Mark Watney:

University

Brooklyn Nine Nine:

Jake:

Massage

Riddick:

Riddick:

Childhood

Guardians Of The Galaxy:

Peter:

Secrets

Gamora’s BFF

Let’s Get It On NSFW

Yondu:

Wife ft. Peter

American Horror Story:

Tate:

Sensory Overload

Crossover:

Arm Wrestle- (Marvel/Deadpool)

[posi-pan]

I saw Annalise on a bi visibility post and i would be lying if I said that didn’t make me feel shitty and hurt as fuck

update to the ask i just sent about feeling shitty and hurt: i think lucifer was on it too and i— ://///

UPDATE OF THAT UPDATE (sorry): i like giving people the benefit of the doubt. i probably shouldn’t BUT i thought maybe they didn’t know and so i searched their blog and an anon corrected them about this same thing back in May (so before today’s visibility post) and they basically said they don’t consider it canon if you have to do the research for confirmation of bi or pan and since it happened outside of show then they just aren’t gonna call them pan. (½)

(2/2) they said they are gonna call annalise pan since it’s a consistent thread but obviously, it being September and that gifset being a thing, that didn’t happen :/// and i guess it now pisses me off rather than just hurts because they willfully CHOSE to ignore it. i didn’t cover everything they said so maybe you can read the ask and say what you think (if you want). i’ll sumbit screenshots.

every single fucking time bi visibility comes around people erase canon pan characters by including them in bi rep posts and i’m fucking tired

if you’re going to WILLFULLY ignore that a character is CANONICALLY PAN in favor of calling them bi, then you’re a piece of shit.

if someone TOLD you a character is confirmed pan and you STILL call them bi because you “can’t be expected to do research”, then you’re a piece of shit.

if you think it’s unreasonable to CHECK IF A CHARACTER HAS BEEN CONFIRMED AS X BEFORE SAYING THEY’RE Y, then you’re a piece of shit.

not everyone has the privilege of having a sexuality that is always said on screen. (something you’d think bi people would understand) it isn’t our fault that they don’t use the words on screen or it that it takes them a while. we shouldn’t be punished by having our rep erased and dismissed and invalidated because a writer or creator confirmed their sexuality off screen.

EXPLAIN THIS TO ME.

TELL ME HOW it makes sense to treat your ASSUMPTION that a multi character who hasn’t had a word used on screen is CANONICALLY BI as MORE LEGITIMATE than the person who CREATED the character LITERALLY SAYING THAT THEY ARE PAN?

this is just badly disguised panphobia. y’all accept canon bi characters who were confirmed off screen. magnus bane and clarke griffin, who are in the gifset anon is talking about (along with unlabeled characters), are canonically bi but it’s not said on screen. that is accepted as legitimate rep. but when it’s pan rep that isn’t confirmed on screen, y’all are like “lol that’s not how canon works”?

I mean, we’ve been aware of this hypocrisy. does anyone remember the wiki saga? I’ll sum it up for you. some assholes over at wikipedia tried to make me jump through hoops to add CANON PANSEXUAL CHARACTERS to their list of queer tv characters, because “it isn’t said on screen so you can’t add them as pan!!!” BUT THEY HAVE LILY FUCKING ALDRIN LISTED AS BI. LILY. ALDRIN. it doesn’t get more transparent than that. character who aren’t even canonically queer, let alone canonically bi, are allowed to be added to the list without sources or confirmation. but if you try to add pan characters who are either literally canonically pan or heavily implied? they dogpile you, threaten to block you, and liken a character being pan to fanfiction.

it’s hilarious that that person’s blog says “in this house we practice bi/lesbian solidarity” because they don’t know fucking jack shit about solidarity. claiming another group’s rep as your own makes you a piece of shit.

anyways

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR and ANNALISE KEATING are CANONICALLY PANSEXUAL and you can pry them from my COLD DEAD HANDS