“Whatever,” Leighton rolled her eyes yet again. “You’re right, I don’t care about you, but I care about Tilly and I would love to know about her family drama. Well you know now.”

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@queensandleighton
“Whatever,” Leighton rolled her eyes yet again. “You’re right, I don’t care about you, but I care about Tilly and I would love to know about her family drama. Well you know now.”
kimaeaston:
“Oh, no, I understand perfectly. You queen bees think that you’re way more important than you actually are and think you control the entire school, but guess what the rest of us masses make up the majority of the population. So you might want to back off because I, too, can make your life a living hell.”
“You and what army, princess?”
reignoftilly:
“You’re telling me you didn’t have one real option this year? I mean I know you weren’t going for a creepy sophomore but there’s plenty of eligible Seniors,” Tilly asked, a small raise in her eyebrow, before she moved on and chuckled a little, “They’re cheesy now but it two weeks when you need pick me up it’s funny to read out desperate they are.” She couldn’t help the bite of her lip, leaning against her locker as she simply answered, “Incredible.”
“I’m telling you I didn’t have one real option this year. You’ve seen the boy’s around here, half of them I’ve already gone out with and the other half are dicks. You got lucky with Eric,” she shrugged. “Right, I guess I’ll keep them then,” Leighton laughed, crossing her arms over. “Don’t, you’re already making me jealous- but I’m nosy, so tell me everything.”
obnoxchase:
“Yeah, I”m familiar with your work,” he said, bitterly. “That’s a little much, don’t you think?” He swallowed. This was the worst feeling. It was one he was really ready to be done with, at least for a very long time, and now he was standing in front of a high school cheerleader feeling the exact same way as he had before, two years ago. “Here’s your first, I’m really hating you. There. We’re done. Why does that even matter to you? Who cares?” He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Agree or suffer a painful social death, okay, and what does that consist of, Marlon Brando?”
“A little much? Not at all,” the girl shook her head. She’d done this before, stood in front of someone and blackmailed them to get her own way, and she was sure this wouldn’t be the last time. “Thank you, I highly dislike you too, but the same goes for everyone. I want dirt on people, it’s fun. Secrets aren’t a thing people should keep,” she shrugged. “You really don’t wanna know.”
clairebillngs:
“Unfortunately you’d be right. Wouldn’t know what to do with myself otherwise. I take it this means you’re not worried about the whole hacker thing?”
“I’m not worried about anything,” the girl shrugged. “Hacker’s or Southbanker’s.”
reignoftilly:
Tilly raised an eyebrow at the pile, knowing that her own had been cleared out by some of her minions on the fifteenth - there really wasn’t much point keeping any of the trash around after her perfect Valentine’s Day. She smirked a little, shaking her head, “No, I think I am definitely sorted on that front. You should keep the poems though. They might make you laugh.”
“At least one of us is lucky,” Leighton sighed, shutting her locker door after she’d thrown the newest addition to her pile. “I would but they’re so cheesy the make me want to throw up. But enough about me- wow never thought I’d ever say that, how was your Valentine’s day?”
obnoxchase:
His face fell. He knew he was wearing that same confused and scared expression as he did when he was fifteen and he was coerced into this whole mess in the first place. “Why would you want to do that?” he asked, his voice a little quiet. Why did he have to deal with this at seventeen (eighteen in a week and a half) instead of wondering who he was going to go to prom with or… anything actually normal? It wasn’t fair. “I don’t wanna ruin anyone… c’mon, please? Isn’t there something else?”
“Why wouldn’t I want to do that? You do know who I am right? Leighton Keller, Queen of the Bitches and all things evil within this school, a title I am extremely proud of,” the girl shrugged. “Nope, this is your offer. I want dirt on everyone and anyone, I want to know who’s hooking up with who, I want to know who hates who, I want you to be my eyes and ears when I’m not around. Agree or suffer a painful social death, it's up to you.”
kimaeaston:
“I don’t think you understand. I don’t care what goes on in this school. I care what goes on in my life. I’d like to see you try to send me to the bottom of the food chain. You can try, but it won’t work. I’m basically royalty.” Kima looked at Leighton and with a blank look on her face, she replied, “I’m too big of a diva to fit in anywhere else.”
“No, I don’t think you understand, I care what goes on in this school and if you don’t then you do not belong with the wannabees. It’s pretty damn simple. You think you’re royalty, but you’re lying. I could ruin your life in a second, if I say you don’t belong, you don’t belong. Now, you can either care about this school or get yourself right down to the bottom with the losers and the rest of the diva’s who didn’t care about this school.”
derekthehermit:
“You’re right. I’m not,” Derek replied, an annoyed look on his face. “Personal family business that I’m not going to discuss with you.”
“Boo, you whore,” Leighton rolled her eyes. “Why not Derek? You know how much I love to invest myself into other people’s business.”
momo-kitamura:
“Are you really that insecure about your town? You’re getting defensive over a cup of coffee, babe”
“Ew don’t call me babe, you freak. I’m not insecure, I just know our coffee is fucking good, don’t try and tell me otherwise.”
ohrilcs:
“wow – nothing had ever been more untrue.”
“Riley, why do you always resist your feelings, we both know it’s true.”
charlieschellenger:
“Honestly, you just look desperate” Charlie’s eyes landed lazily on the boy between them, knowing she wasn’t on the same level as leighton in the slightest “I wonder how many losers like that have asked you to prom already”
“It’s gross,” she stated, pushing the boy away. “Too many to count, the amount of times I’ve had to say no is crazy.”
obnoxchase:
Chase would have shrugged the whole thing off if it wasn’t for that one sentence. I saw you get into that car with your ex. He knew exactly what she was referencing. The only car that ever transported him anywhere, to any of the jobs he ever had. God, how did she even know? They always did business in the city. “You know what, you don’t know the whole story,” he told her, angrily. “I don’t care how much you insist you do, because you don’t, and that’s a fact. Now what do you want from me? You want stories? Tips?”
Leighton knew that she’d managed to prove to the boy she knew everything, “I know enough to ruin you,” the girl smirked, crossing her arms over. That was all that mattered, it wasn’t like she cared about the emotions that were involved. “Oh I want more than that. I want you to be my... fly on the wall let’s say. I want you to get me dirt on everyone and anyone, I want you to find things to ruin people, that way I won’t have to ruin you.”
reignoftilly:
“Wasn’t Valentine’s Day like a week ago? Freshmen were supposed to stop with the whole declaration of love thing by at latest the sixteenth,” Tilly turned to the boy in front of them, “No scram.”
“They didn’t seem to get the memo,” the girl rolled her eyes, watching the boy walk away. Leighton opened her locker, revealing a pile of gifts, teddy bears and chocolates. “Do you want anything before I throw it all away? Although I’m sure Eric has you sorted.”
momo-kitamura:
“Or maybe you’ve become so accustomed to the taste of sewage you don’t even notice you’re drinking it”
“Or maybe I actually know what good coffee tastes like and you don’t.”
sybariite:
“ well, i’m not mad, you were honest — that’s what i asked for. but is it the colour ? or is it too tight-fitting ? ”
“I just think it’s generally gross to be honest,” she shrugged.
riawnaxmew:
“Just how drunk are you?”
“I haven’t touched a drink in a while actually.”