Ok so how in the seven hells did this show take me from absolutely despising Blair and Chuck as of the first half of the first season, to absolutely irrevocably loving the both of them the way I usually only love people whose names start with an S and end with an irius Black? HOW? God damn. God damn.

Although the Chuck's Weird Uncle thing is perhaps a little much. Like, those two have enough issues without Blair having ill-advisedly banged another member of his family, show. That's just an uncomfortable wrench to throw in, you know?

Regardless: I'm almost willing to tell Blake Lively to shut up to give the Blair/Chuck of it all some more screen time. And that's hardcore fucking devotion right there.

Blair. Dear. Darling. Stop trying to start a war with Serena. I know you're like the Queen of Evil Plans. But she will own you. I'm sorry, honny, and you know I love you. But Serena owns you just by existing. It's her thing. It's what she does. She owns everyone just by walking by because she's Serena. Make your peace with this and please, please stop digging your own grave here.

Sigh.