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dominic: this seems like
dominic: dominic azad i hate you
giselle: who could ever hate dominic azad
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@ctrlgiselle
sms 📩 future baby daddy
dominic: this seems like
dominic: dominic azad i hate you
giselle: who could ever hate dominic azad
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ezra: it's two and a half weeks away elle you can make it !!!
ezra: why are you gonna get suspended that's silly
giselle: is it really
giselle: bc i'm gonna fight somebody
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giselle: how far away is graduation
giselle: i need it to be here like yesterday srsly
giselle: if I don't get out now I'm gonna end up getting suspended and missing graduation
“I don’t know, do queens have a track record of betraying their kingdom with clothing decisions? Who knows. Can’t be proven until it’s proven.” Smirking, he lifted his hand to roll it through his gelled down locks, but recollecting the product and its intensity halted him. “I feel like we should know way more about each other than we already do. That was my way of showing you who I am. Get me?”
“Of course we don’t. We have a track record of beheading subjects who aren’t loyal though, so watch yourself.” Giselle reached up to adjust the crown that sat atop her head, then fixed her curls. “No, I don’t get you. That’s like me telling you about all the girls I’ve eaten out; too much information.”
“I do what I can. A love story just like The Bodyguard except nothing like The Bodyguard and significantly gayer. Save me a dance, will you? I promise not to step on your toes.”
“I mean, everything’s better when it’s gayer, right? I’ll be sure to save you that dance though. Don’t worry, I have toes of steel Years of dancing with Ezra at school dances will o that to ya.”
“In a little. After I request Call Me Maybe. Do I have to call you Queen Giselle for the rest of the night? I can do that.”
“It better happen, don’t think you’re gonna slide by without dancing with me. Queen Giselle works. Or Your Highness, Your Majesty, My Liege, Your Excellency, Empress. Or just Giselle or Elle.”
“Only you could tell me that and I’d listen, Elle. Well, I guess I wouldn’t, but it’s the thought that counts.” He smirked a little, shaking his head. “This little junior girl let me have it when I tried it on at her house. Her dad is mad with her, but her daddy is definitely a happy dude.”
“You should always listen to me. Would I ever lead you astray? I only give you advice that’ll help you.” Giselle reached up to brush a hand against his shoulder, ridding it of imaginary dust and lint. “Okay, that’s nasty. I didn’t need to know you had a daddy kink.”
“I know. At first I was routing for Ezra to win, but he’s a bit fucked out of his mind right now, so I don’t think he’s going to fool admin that he’s sober. Then again, how funny would it be to see him get kicked out of prom,” Fallon laughed in amusement. “Hey, you’re on prom court, right?”
“You’d be surprised how sober he can act under pressure. But I have to admit, it would be a bit funny to see him get kicked out of prom. Sad, but funny.” She nodded at her question, a smile on her face. “Yeah, I am!”
“Mentally, yeah, you’re right, but legally I’m an adult, so I don’t wanna get in trouble because then I’d go to prison, and I’m very anti-prison industrial complex, you know? Plus I don’t think I would do well in jail. I don’t know a lot about jail, but based on what I’ve heard, I feel like I wouldn’t be very popular. And we both know I can’t keep up, c’mon, Elle, you gotta sink to my level for a second. Please?”
“You’d become someone’s bald bitch in prison, Ezra. Everyone knows this, let’s be real here. It’s the hard truth, live with it. You’d be very popular. Nope, sorry. Maybe if you’re lucky my shoes will slow me down a bit.”
“You’re beautiful, Giselle. I love you. I’ve always loved you. If you don’t win prom queen, I’m demanding a recount.”
“You’re so cute, Leslie. Please, I love you too. In the words of the late, great, Whitney Houston, I will always love you. You and me both, honestly.”
“So, who wants to dance with the queen?”
“I came to prom completely sober, because I am an adult. Dance with me! They’re playing that song, with the pulses and the hammers. Not Wrecking Ball. The fun one. You hear it? If you could take my pulse right now … ”
“I don’t appreciate you lying to my face like this. You’re the furthest thing from an adult, let’s be a hundred percent real here. Oh, are they? I love that song. Let’s see if you can keep up on the dance floor.”
“You’re such a liar, Elle, I know— oh, good, you admit it. Well, only a little. A little doesn’t hurt.”
“Well, I mean I couldn’t come to prom completely sober, now could I? Where would be the fun in that?”
“Do you think the chaperons saved us all the trouble and spiked the punch bowl themselves this year? Because the fruit floating on top says jungle juice, but the misery in their eyes says diluted Tampico and Hawaiian Punch.”
“That was actually me. I’m not about to let the teachers take responsibility for me doing the lord’s work. You’re welcome.”
“Beauty is pain, I know, blah blah blah. Doesn’t mean I can’t complain. I need prom to be over so I can take these things off. Fuck, I know they’re going to leave a sticky residue. But hey, your shoes are great.”
“But prom isn’t over for a couple of hours! And they haven’t even announced king and queen. You’ve got to stay for that. Thanks.”
“Do you know how annoying sticky boobs are? It feels like something is suctioned cupped to my nipples. Like there’s a fish sucking on them. I should have just picked a dress I could wear a real bra with, this shit isn’t worth it.”
“Beauty doesn’t always equal comfort. Trust me, I know. These shoes weren’t my greatest idea.”
“Damn, I really wanted to wear a hat with this. Yo, guess where I got this from?” he smirked, holding up his arm to display the gold watch on his wrist.
“I’m really glad you didn’t wear a hat. That honestly would have ruined the whole look you’ve put together for yourself.” She glanced at his watch, taking his wrist into her hand. “I don’t know.. Walmart? Target?”