#c: giselle

[wmu-cedes]

@wmu-giselle

AMEN TO THAT!

I'm glad you get me

[wmustaceevans]

“Fancy checking out the pub in town for a drink with me?”

"With you Giselle? Always. Is that even a question?"

[jaillir-des-etincelles]

"I managed to evade you, didn't I? Not entirely an empty-headed princess, wouldn't you agree?" She looked curiously at the knight. "How did you know where to find me?" Giselle knew of Charles' reputation. The maids would whisper by the cauldrons when the young girl snuck down to the kitchens. Like a hound dog. They used to say. He could find anybody. Maybe he could even find who giselle was looking for. If he could assist with the quest that the princess was on...But the small voice in her head cast doubt. Why would one of the most esteemed royal knights entertain this farcical idea? No, she'd have to find this medicine woman by herself. The rumoured nomad moved from dinghy village to village like a spectre. They said she could bring back somebody from the dead. Giselle needed to know whether such a thing could really exist in this world. No one could believe this insanity, of course. More likely a beggar spinning stories, but the girl needed to satisfy herself of that.

With no where else to go, the two found themselves in a shabby room. Charles' insistence that he was to stay by her side had changed her entire demeanour. Gone was the devil-may-care smile, replaced by something more severe. A desperate fervour. With her back to the man, tense and straight, she poured two goblets of mead from the pitcher they'd requested before offering one to the man. "Were my father and mother worried? I imagine they believe I did not want to suffer before the suitors." Or simply out boredom. "You must think I've run away for some silly reason."

Now that he found her, he would be remain by her side until she decided to return to the castle. Or until he found a way to get her there even through protests — whichever came first. He could remember how it had happened when she'd disappeared, wondering how long she'd been planning it for. He still cursed himself for allowing himself to be distracted even for a moment, especially when it resulted in her escape. Her parents hadn't been very happy with their knights, but Charles had been spared from any punishment since he was the one best suited for finding her. Finding people used to be his main calling, though he'd given it up to take his oath as a knight. "I should have known you had something to do with that. You think you're pretty clever, don't you?"

He had tied up his horse out front before following her into the tavern. Brows arched at her suggestion, though he was still getting over the knowledge that there was only one room available. "Please, I'm smarter than I look. The second I take my eyes off you, you're going to disappear again," he said, shaking his head. "No. Like it or not, you're stuck with me"

[docces]

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ<3

[iamjuztoz-ke]

[strange-sight]

"Jingles that's great! Justice for the little guys! Oh man, I - wait, oh! Greg! Show her your tattoo!" "What? No--" "--Oh come on." Fawn easily rubbed back, giving the much taller man another shove (to which he again, didn't move at all at). "He has a rat tattoo. It's so cute. He also has three rats! Also very cute - and so talkative. They'd probably be so excited to gossip with you! You know, I bet it's because they're so social in general. Rodents, you know? If they sense a person they can befriend, they won't hesitate." Fawn huffed, glancing to Gregory who was just staring at her with the flattest look he could manage.

"...what?" She huffed, turning back to Giselle. "...are you going to Pride U? Is that where you're studying Beast?"

Isn't It Romantic? | Open

[hrts2isa]

૮꒰ +⸝⸝⸝+ ྀི꒱ა ʚɞ

[leaving-fragments]

also mona lisa smile was sooo gay like i cannot believe there was not a single canon lesbian couple in this movie, it was barely subtext

[wmu-cedes]

Mercedes! I don't care what else you're planning to do while we're in Mexico, but we're gonna shake ass and get drunk in some bar together at least one of those nights!

Baby yes. I've already bought one of those obnoxious Stanley cups so that my drink can stay filled while where there. You tel me when you wanna go out and I'm all yours.

[wmustaceevans]

Hey, cutie. I was keeping tabs on stuff during the blackout and I didn't see you kissing anyone. Was my dare too much for you?

I wont lie to you Giselle, I chickened out. Mainly because there was like one person I reeaaallly wanted to kiss but she stunned me. i was gooped. i was gagged. So I went and ran around to find some candy instead. My mistake was going to her first. I should have hit you up first. Would you have let me kiss you Sweet sweet G?.

[jaes1lvr]

our very sweet escape 𓆹 ﹕ ◝ ◜ ✶ 🪴 ‘ॱ

𓆹 ﹕ ◝ ◜ ✶ 🪨 ‘ॱ please take me away

@iluvrei 𓆹 ﹕ ◝ ◜ ✶ 🪸 ‘ॱ

[c-amizita]

winter & giselle lockscreens !

[thelolarahaii]

240528 | aespa Ningning on Leemujin Service

[lindalima110563]

[limalatina]

are we out of the woods ?🌲

Santana found herself at a crossroads, torn between her own fear and desire. The memories of past arguments and unresolved issues lingered in the corners of her mind, warning her against diving headfirst into a relationship that had once caused her so much pain. Yet, the warmth of Giselle's presence, the tender moments shared under the Mexican sun, whispered promises of a brighter future together. The Latina's heart longed to embrace this newfound peace and possibility, even as her brain hesitated, wary of the uncharted territory ahead. The prospect of a weekend getaway held the promise of renewal, while the gentle hum of the car engine provided a soothing backdrop to the spirited conversation between the two women. Their laughter floated through the air, painting a picture of intimacy and understanding. As they turned off the main road, the trees growing taller and the air growing sweeter, Santana felt a sense of determination settle in her chest. This was it, their chance to confront the demons, to face the music, and to emerge victorious.

Nestled amidst the trees, the lake house stood as a magnificent oasis. It boasted towering glass windows, spanning three stories high, and a spacious deck, furnished with comfortable lounge chairs. Below, a rock waterfall cascaded gently into a shimmering swimming pool. Most of the area was enveloped by lush forests, except for a patio that offered a stunning view of the lake. By the time they finished unpacking their belongings, the sun had dipped behind the trees, emanating a warm glow from the twinkling lights around the fire pit. The Latina suggested grilling outside while Coco explored their new abode, often pausing to admire the surroundings — particularly her girlfriend, whose beauty remained unmatched. Once she’d tended to the simmering vegetables on the grill, Santana approached the other woman from behind and embraced her tightly. Toned arms wrapped around her waist, their bodies molding together perfectly. Resting her chin on Giselle's shoulder, she smiled as they gazed out over the tranquil waters. "I almost forgot how beautiful this place is; it stirs up so many memories." Despite the passing years and the shadow of her parents' separation, the family lake house remained a sanctuary of cherished memories. It was a place of nostalgia, of childhood adventures and family gatherings. As Santana held her girlfriend close, she knew it was meant to be shared with someone destined to be by her side always.

"I know where my dad stashes the Bourbon in case you wanted to have a little fun later and go skinny dipping." Her playful suggestion hung in the air like a promise, her fingertips leaving a trail of fire on Giselle's skin as she planted soft kisses along her neck. The long car ride had left Santana feeling a bit antsy, eager to satisfy her impulses before things escalated and they ended up spending the whole night breaking in the new house. Since rekindling their romance, neither of them had been successful in holding back their desires, and the Latina anticipated that this weekend would be no exception. "Oh, and just so you know, the pool is heated," she added with a mischievous smirk before stepping away to tend to the food. Taking the kebabs off the grill, she placed them on a nearby plate, ready to be savored. Coco bounced over shortly after with her tail wagging, likely enticed by the delicious aromas. Santana shot the dog a look before settling into a lawn chair. "If we're still planning to take the little troublemaker for a walk, we should do it soon before it gets dark." With a knowing glance, she imagined what a twilight stroll through the forest might entail, a prelude to the night of excitement and passion that lay ahead.