May 22, 2025
❛ so ... are you going to tell me what it is you do or am i going to be in the dark ? ❜
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❛ so ... are you going to tell me what it is you do or am i going to be in the dark ? ❜
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@jordanaslani
The newness of it all was still so real. Regardless, Giselle knew she was falling. Every single time this week she had fallen asleep on his chest, she had been reminded of the feeling of coming home for the first time in a long time. Obviously she wasn’t ready to admit that yet, knowing damn well it was still early in their relationship. She was one-hundred percent sure that she was falling, head over heels. Regardless, this was a feeling that had been developing a long time, bubbling until it finally saw the surface.
Soft eyes turned to gaze upon him once again as she heard him stir, heaving stood up to stretch her arms over her head. It was around mid-morning and from what she could recall, the two of them didn’t really have anything on their agendas to worry about. Well, Giselle was naturally worried about Jordan interacting with Preston for the first time, but that was a topic they could talk about later. Her brother was someone Jordan would definitely have to endure at least a small crash course for. “Hey sleepyhead…” She murmured, arms flopping back to her side before turning and taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “How does going to get coffee sound?”
˚ INCOMING — giselle .
jake: im going to be away for a few days so if i /may/ have dropped my house key in your mailbox..
jake: could you make sure the plants i already don't take care of don't fumble and die ? thank you in advance
she had been too far away at the auction and he hadn’t really moved from his prison sentence of a seat. falling in step with her on the way out of their building had been an easy decision to make. at the very least, it wouldn’t be a minor showdown in the lobby like last time. ❛ you won your bid, congratulations. ❜ on an almost russian. is that a coincidence ? it has to be. ❛ i would like to feel pettiness, ❜ he furthers bluntly ❛ and say i haven’t thought about you at all. ❜ not one truly rude word had been exchanged in their last encounter, but she knows, and he knows, full well what place their so called pleasantries had been conjured from, it is a tiresome game to play. ❛ but that is not true. i have been thinking about you a lot. particularly something you said. ❜ how does she know so much about so many people ? is her brain really so elastic ? ❛ particularly something you said — about russians. the one who never smiles or the one with a terrible smile. who did you mean ? ❜ and more to the point of morbid curiosity ❛ when did you see the czar smile ? ❜ /. @giselledorleans
i really just want to. talk about giselle preferably out loud for Several Hours because every time i talk about her i figure something else out and the thing is. she makes me want to commit Crimes
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no aguantó. tenía al estudio echando fuego por la boca porque a mitad de rodaje decidió marcharse de la ciudad. compró un boleto de ida para parís pero no de vuelta. quería darle una buena sorpresa así que nada más aterrizar en la capital, se dirigió al estudio de grabación donde la gala estaría trabajando. habló con el productor para ponerse con él enfrente de la mesa de grabación y este pulsó un botón para que su voz resonase en la parte donde estaba giselle. “tu voz suena más bonita en directo que en vinilo.” pronunció con una sonrisa sobre los labios, esperando que reconociese su timbre. // @melcdramv
@jordanaslani
“You sure? Cause I’ll shove your foot so far up your ass that it’ll never see the light of day again! Try me bitch!”
This was what you got when you crossed Giselle Clarke: a temperamental, fiery girl who was more than happy to fight any of her battles herself. Unfortunately for the individual standing opposite her, this was not going to end well for them. Eyes fixated on her target, her otherwise bright, adventurous eyes grew dark with anger.
The presence of a hand on her shoulder pulled her focus in a manner that was almost startling. Turning to see who it was and get them to scram, her gaze softened again ever so slightly when she realized who it was. Jordan. Kicking someone’s ass on a regular day was not something her Dhampir would approve of.
The other individual she had been conversing with made some brazen remark about her protector’s presence, insinuating that he couldn’t keep her contained. The otherwise palpable silence was broken by her next words: “Shut up, he’s actually protecting you from getting your shit rocked. Now go bother someone else who actually cares.”
After the other left, she turned to Jordan with a sigh, eyes growing innocent and visibly hurt. “He made some shitty crack about my dad, Jord. What did you expect me to do, leave it alone?”