#int. gianna

[shilohsharma]

starter for: @giannasutherland

location: aurora bay flower festival

"I think this is the first time that I've actually be able to attend this thing since I've moved here. Otherwise, the hotel is so slammed I can never get away. Do you know if there's anything that has to be done to make it the full 'Flower Fest' experience?"

[prupipers]

"As in Colman Domingo or the guy on SNL with the dancing and the accent?" Pru questioned.

"Doesn't really matter. Either of them would be great," she adds, pulling up the notes app on her phone that she kept specifically for guest ideas.

"But they're not quite Lady Gaga status. The woman is an icon. An Oscar winner! A cultural touchstone! What about Dolly Parton? Do you think she does podcasts?"

@giannasutherland

"Have you considered Domingo? All the girlies love him." Gianna said with a light chuckle. It was the one viral person that she could come up with that would at least be a funny experience. "I don't envy your position though. Like, how do you compete with Gaga?"

[silkfms]

closed starter: gianna yun!! (@amadoures) || location: ocean breeze wine bar!!

serin had arrived on time — of course — and claimed her seat with an unobstructed view of the room and just enough distance from the host to keep conversation optional. she looked immaculate, in a backless dove-gray slip dress that did all the talking for her. she hadn’t expected gianna to show, but when the hostess led her in with an apologetic smile and gestured toward the only open seat — right beside her — serin simply crossed one leg over the other and gave the smallest, sharpest smile imaginable. “oh,” she murmured, watching gianna settle beside her. “they’re really testing us tonight.” she reached for her wine, clinked her glass gently against the other woman’s without waiting for eye contact. “don’t worry, i can behave. i’ve had practice smiling through worse.” another pause, sugar-sweet and deliberate. “but i’m so glad you made it. i was wondering who’d be brave enough to wear that neckline without a necklace.” she smiled wide this time — brilliant, beautiful, and entirely insincere.

[gassyfoodbabies]

Let’s go with a grounded, character-driven scene that captures humor, camaraderie, tension, and agency without leaning into caricature. Here's a well-balanced version of the scene you described:

INT. DORM COMMON ROOM – NIGHT

The TV glows in the corner, muted. A pizza box lies open on the table beside half-eaten wings. GIANNA, barefoot in stretched-out sweatpants, paces the room while cradling her lower back. Her belly is unmistakably pregnant. She pauses to grab another slice, chewing aggressively.

GIANNA (half-talking, half-groaning) My hips are killing me. My boobs are full-on trying to secede from the rest of my body. And I swear, this thing inside me has weaponized gas.

She lets out a sudden, unapologetic fart.

TONI (startled) Girl—was that the couch or…?

GIANNA Nah, that was me. Belly thunder edition.

The group bursts into awkward laughter. LINA, sitting cross-legged on the floor, watches her friend waddle around, equal parts amazed and concerned.

LINA You’re huge, G. Like… your butt has a moon orbiting it.

GIANNA (smirking, bites pizza) And I didn’t even get laid enough to deserve this. That one drunk mistake is now eating my calories and turning me into a human beanbag.

JESS (quietly) You’re really sure about… y’know. Going through with it?

Gianna pauses, eyes locking with Jess. The room stills.

GIANNA Without a doubt. Look, I’m not a mom. I don’t want to be a mom. I don’t even know what I want for dinner tonight and this thing is already making decisions with my body like it pays rent.

TONI (nervous laugh) Damn. That's cold.

GIANNA Nah, it’s honest. I’m not scared of getting rid of it. I’m scared of being forced to keep it. There’s a difference.

Another fart sneaks out. Gianna groans and drops into the couch.

GIANNA Ugh. It's like a demon in there throwing tantrums on my intestines.

Her friends exchange looks. LINA finally speaks.

LINA Well… say the word. If you’re going out of state, we’re coming. No way you're doing this solo.

GIANNA (relieved, softly) Thank you.

Beat.

GIANNA Now somebody get me chocolate-covered pretzels before I declare war.

They all laugh again, tension fading into the warmth of shared understanding. Jess leans over, patting Gianna’s knee.

JESS You’re still a fart machine. But we got you.

[connorsclark]

"Yeah, I don't do much but stand these days," Connor jokes as she leans her weight on her crutch, scrunching her nose in disdain at the line.

"So what is that -- some Addison Rae thing?"

@giannasutherland

closed for: @connorsclark event: under the sea prom

"-Oh, um...were you standing there the whole time?" Gianna said, her cheeks burning bright red after getting caught filming some viral Tik Tok dance in a random hall. The line to the bathroom was crazy and she figured she could kill some time.

[hercla]

#157

Tillslut kom vi hit. Har ni hittat tvättställ att hänga upp allt på? Nätverken är ju lite svajiga men ett veckobrev ska fan ut ändå. Temat för den här veckan blir ganska självklart, vi kör lite goa italien-bilder.

Vi kör ju italiensk låt också, jag kan inte bestämma mig så det blir några stycken.

Ha det bäst! Vi ses vid poolen sen.

[tcbyh]

— $100 por cada chica que beses en lo que dura la feria ( +$300 )

sus pasos la guían con seguridad hasta donde se encuentra la italiana, una sonrisa plasmada en los labios de October, de esas que indican que está a punto de hacer alguna travesura. ‘ hey, tengo algo que hacer y espero que puedas ayudarme ’ una advertencia que no deja muy clara la situación, hasta que entonces aclara: ‘ voy a besarte, ’ pronuncia con lentitud, para deshacerse de culpas y luego inclinarse hacia ella y atrapar sus labios con los propios. / @giannadamico

[addycorcoran]

Talk to dogs... Like, you know how to communicate back and forth with them? That's definitely a talent. Yeah, part-time, and as for the pay, we can negotiate. What do you want to be paid? Give me a realistic number.

I can dance, and talk to dogs, so I guess I am still talented too. That doesn't sound too hard. What's the pay? And it's part-time, right?

[carameliise]

“te lo juro, no sabía que ella no estaría aquí...” mintió con notoria travesura en su tono mientras observaba sonriente al hermano de su mejor amiga. aquello resultaba un tanto bizarro, mas no incómodo. ambos obviamente sabían lo que el otro pensaba respecto a aquél encuentro, la sorpresa estaba en descubrir si fingirían que nada había sucedido por dicha red social de citas o si terminarían hablándolo antes de que la otra joven llegara. gianna apretó la correa de la maleta sobre sus hombros y chasqueó la lengua, adentrándose un par de pasos más en el hogar. “¿puedo esperarla aquí, cierto?” « @atlcntis »  

[cloudedunknown]

It was another wasted attempt to save his brother, Emmett knew that, but here he was anyway. Besides, it was a rather fine excuse to dress up. The second he walked through the doors he searched for his brother, but knowing Edward, he could hear Emmett’s thoughts and avoided him like the plague. A solid hour went by before Emmett caught sight of him. He set off towards the other, feet determined until they weren’t. They froze in place as Emmett’s eyes settled on a woman, who he hadn’t seen before. She was petite, but wasn’t small by any means. Oh no, she had a big personality, Emmett could tell by the way she held herself. He smirked, so that’s why he stayed. Edward you dog, found yourself a Volturi girlfriend haven’t you? He stayed close deciding it might be better to get to Edward through her. He watched as the two interacted, not wanting to ruin the sexual tension between them, figuring out the best play. However, in the blink of an eye, Edward was gone, leaving the girl alone. Emmett saw this as his opportunity. His feet began moving again, this time not so swiftly. “Excuse me.” He said from behind her, accentuating his sweet southern twang a little more than necessary. “I just had to introduce myself the girl that’s had my brother’s attention all night.” @gravcyard​

[mytwilightimagines13]

Amnesia (Book one, part seven)(Alec Volturi)

A week had passed, and Maeryn busted herself to being excited and hopefull to see Alec again. She had even dressed up slightly but wore her long, goldenbrown hair neatly loose. But throughout the day, no Alec. She got ready to close the doors when the bell above the door rang, announcing someone entering. Maeryn turned around and was greeted by the gentle smile of Alec's lips. Maeryn smiled back, trying to not look too happy because he returned. "I hope you don't mind me barging in at closing time?" he asked. Maeyrn blinked her eyes a few times to get out of her dreaming state. "N-no. Ofcourse not." she said quickly, affraid he would dissapear again. Gosh, she sounded like a love sick fool. Alec smiled and walked closer to her, a hand behind his back. "I honestly hope you can forgive my absence this week. I had some errands to run." he said as he pulled his hand from behind his back and showed her a beautifull white rose. Maeryn smiled and took the rose from him.  "You are forgiven. Though, I have to admit it has been quiet this past week." she said as she placed the white rose into the vase with the red rose. Alec couldn't help but to smile as she said this. "Daemon has told me you've wanted to see the castle ever since arriving here." he said as he watched her turn around. "Eh, yes. But sadly the tours are for invited guests only. Believe me, I asked Heidi before but no luck." Maeryn said as she played with her fingers slightly. "Well, how about a private tour? Tonight? Just you and me, I promise." Alec said as he held out his hand for her to take. Maeryn bit her lip and debated it. Daemon and Mauno had warned her many times that the castle was dangerous, and they should know since they worked there, but her curiosity and the fact that she could spend a few hours alone with Alec tempted her to take his hand and accept his offer. And so she did. She gently placed her hand into his, which was cold as ice. Maeryn gasped slightly at the coldness but didn't dare to pull back, as she could feel small sparks travel up her arm making her heartbeat speed up slightly. Alec smiled and gently pulled her out of the cafe and towards the castle. Palazzo dei Priori.

Instead of going to the entrance, Alec led her into an alley. "Do you trust me?" he whispered softly to her, making her knees feel weak. "Yes." she whispered back, unsure if he had heard her. But he had and he gently scooped her into his hard arms and jumped down a small gap at the end of the alley. Maeryn had burried her face into his neck while they fell down and it ended with Alec landing perfectly onto his feet. He gently placed her back down onto her own feet and grabbed her hand once more, making sure that she wouldn't trip on the uneven stone surface. It was quite dark, due it being night and no light was coming through the gap they had just jumped down from. The path beneath their feet continued to slant downward, taking them deeper into the ground. Slowly the hallway turned dark gray instead of black. Maeryn and Alec were in a low, arched tunnel. Long trails of ebony moisture seeped down the gray stones, like they were bleeding ink. Maeryn felt mesmerized by the old castle walls and couldn’t wat to explore even more, but she had trouble concentrating as Alec’s cold hand firmly held onto hers, as if being afraid to lose her. Slowly the temperature got colder and Maeryn had been unaware that she had been shaking slightly until Alec had stopped and turned around. “Are you alright?” he asked gently. “Yeah, I am fine. Let’s continue walking. I am sure that will keep me warm.” She explained which was true, but she was afraid that if she admitted she was cold he would take her back to the café, and that was the last thing she would want. She was finally in the mysterious castle and more importantly she was int the castle with Alec. Alec nodded his head and continued leading her through the tunnel into the castle.  At the end of the tunnel was a grate—the iron bars were rusting, but thick as a human arm. A small door made of thinner, interlaced bars was standing open. Alec ducked through and hurried on to a larger, brighter stone room. The grille slammed shut with a clang, followed by the snap of a lock. On the other side of the long room was a low, heavy wooden door. It was very thick because it, too, stood open. Alec and Maeryn stepped through the door, and Maeryn glanced around in surprise. They were in a brightly lit, unremarkable hallway. The walls were off-white, thefloor carpeted in industrial gray. Common rectangular fluorescent lights were spaced evenly along theceiling. It was warmer here, for which Maeryn was grateful. This hall seemed very benign after the gloom of the ghoulish stone sewers. Alec pulled Maeryn along and the heavy door creaked shut behind them, followed by a bolt sliding home. Maeryn jumped slightly but Alec gave her a reassuring squeeze in her hand. “It’s alright, amore mio. Come on.” He said as he pulled her towards and elevator. Once inside the elevator, Maeryn took a quick glance into the mirror and tried to fix her hair slightly without him noticing. Maeryn looked at him quickly but was surprised by his eyes. Instead of their usual violet colour, they where now a bright burgundy. It slightly frightened her, but they also suited him much better than the violet ones. But to be honest, Maeryn couldn’t care less about his eye colour. The elevator ride was short; Alec and Maeryn stepped out into what looked like a posh office reception area. The walls were paneled in wood, the floors carpeted in thick, deep green. There were no windows, but large,brightly lit paintings of the Tuscan countryside hung everywhere as replacements. Pale leather coucheswere arranged in cozy groupings, and the glossy tables held crystal vases full of vibrantly colored bouquets. The flowers' smell reminded Maeryn of a funeral home. In the middle of the room was a high, polished mahogany counter. Maeryn looked at the woman behind the desk. She was tall, with dark skin and green eyes. Maeryn was sure she had known everyone who lived and worked in Volterra, but she had never met this woman before. Maeryn was afraid that they where busted and that this woman would most likely call the police, but to Maeryn’s surprise the woman behind the desk smiled politely in welcome. "Good evening, Alec," she said. Alec nodded his head. “Gianna.” He said politely as he showed Maeryn some of the many paintings. Alec explained most of the paintings and by whom they where painted, but Maeryn felt like something was off. He was defiantly hiding something. But Alec treated her to another sweet smile and Maeryn's worries where soon soothed as they continued through a set of double doors in the back of the room. Alec showed her all of the castle, almost as if he walked the corridors every single day and knew them very well. Their little tour ended in the garden, where two bushes with roses, one white and one red, where blooming and shining in the moonlight. "These roses look just like the ones you gave me." Maeryn said as she examined the roses. "Well, maybe they are from the exact same bushed." he told her. "It's not polite to steal from a castle garden." Maeryn said playfully while turning to look at him. Alec took a step closer to her and took her hand into his cold one. "Maybe I am not that polite." he said while kissing her hand gently. Maeryn blushed deeply and was gratefull that there wasn't alot of light for him to see her blush. But Alec had seen it. He gently placed a hand onto her cheek to feel her blood rushing through her thin, fragile skin. Skin he could easily pierce with his teeth while her sweet nectar would flow into his mouth and sooth the burning in his throat whenever he was so close to her. But he restrained himself, not wanting to harm this little flower. "May I ask you something, even though it might be impolite?" Maeryn asked softly. Alec smiled gently. "Of course you can, amore mio." he said softly as he lead her towards a bench and took a seat, Maeryn sitting next to him, her hand still in his. "What happened to your eyes? I mean they where violet before and now they are red." she asked bluntly but quickly looked away in shame. It where probably just contacts and she was worrying about nothing. But, to her surprise, Alec sighed and gently stroked her hand with his thumb. "I will tell you, but you have to promise to not tell anyone, not even Agnella or Adolfo." he said softly. Maeryn bit her lip but nodded her head in agreement. "I promise." she said, anxious to his answer. "Do you believe in myths about vampires?" he asked. Maeryn frowned. "Not really. That is why they are called myths, right? Because it doesn't excist?" Maeryn said as she watched her hand in his while his thumb circled on the back of her hand. Alec chuckled softly. "I guess so, in a human's book. But I am affraid some of those myths are true, seeing as I am a living one." Alec explained and looked at her. Maeryn frowned and looked up into his burgundy eyes. She felt like laughing. Him? A vampire? Yeah right. But when she saw the serious look in his eyes, Maeryn knew he spoke the truth. She wasn't sure what to do or, more importantly, what he will do to her. "Hey, it's alright. I promise I won't hurt you. Believe me, if I wanted too I would have done it the first day when I saw you in the cafe." Alec said trying to sooth her as he could hear her heartbeat quicken. Maeryn nodded her head and her heart calmed down slightly. Alec smiled once more and gently kissed the back of her hand. "Honestly, I don't know what has gotten into me lately. But when I first saw you I knew I wanted you for more than just your blood, which smells delicious to be honest." he said as he gave her a playfull smirk. Maeryn blushed slightly and Alec gently pulled her closer to him, resting his other arm around her waist. "I have told you how I feel, now I think it is only fair you tell me what you feel for me. I do hope I haven't misread any signs?" he whispered softly and his cool breath hit her face leaving the smell of his sweet breath on her face. Maeryn but her lip and shook her head. "You haven't." she whispered back. Alec smiled. "Good." he said and his eyes trailed down to her full lips. "May I?" his voice sounded husk and seductive at the same time. Maeryn could no longer anwser so she nodded her head. Alec slowly leand foreward and closed the gap between them by claiming her lips with his own. Maeryn had forgotten how to breath for a moment as his lips guided hers gently into a loving kiss, but he pulled away too soon for her liking. "My appoligies. I am sure you have alot of questions that I need to answer before we continue." he whispered softly as he pulled her hair gently behind her ear. Maeryn nodded her head as air and oxigen filled her lungs and brains and she could think quite straight again. "So, you're a vampire?" Maeryn asked. Alec chuckled. "Yeah. Or so I have been told." Maeryn blushed in shame and looked down. Alec gently made her look up again. "I am sorry. That was rude of me. Go on. I promise I won't laugh." he said, sorrow in his eyes. Maeryn nodded her head. "Alright. So what can you do? As a vampire ofcourse." she added softly and watched as Alec took her hand into his once more.          

“Vampires are one of the four known supernatural species in the world, with the others being vampire-human hybrids, true werewolves, also called Children of the Moon, and shapeshifters. Vampires and Children of the Moon are transformed humans (by venom and infection, respectively); shapeshifters are a human population with gifts of their own; and, occasionally, humans show gifts of their own. The origin of the vampire race remains a mystery. Contrary to popular belief, vampires deviate from those of traditional myth. For example, all vampires have refined and perfected physical features including their scent and voice, allowing us to lure in prey. Our skin is flawless and textured with a marble-like substance much harder and stronger than granite. Due to the crystalline properties of our cells, when a vampire is exposed to sunlight, our body will sparkle like diamonds.” Maeryn giggled softly at the idea of a sparkling Alec. “What is so funny?” he asked curiously. “No nothing. I am sorry for interrupting. Please continue.” Maeryn said as soon as she got her small giggle fit under control. Alec looked at her curiously but continued anyway. “For vampires who feed on human blood, their eyes reflect a deep red, as opposed to those who drink animal blood, whose eyes will reflect a medium gold color. Vampires also possess superhuman powers, such as speed and strength. They also have incredibly keen senses and are able to hear for miles and see in total darkness.” Maeryn was lightly shaken by the fact that Alec’s eyes where read, meaning he feeds on human blood. But she was also very intrested to the rest of his story. “Vampires are indeed immortal unless destroyed. Unable to sleep, we spend all days and nights awake. After transformation, a few vampires show special abilities. I for example have the gift of sensory deprivation. But my sister Jane, the small girl you met in the cafe three weeks ago, has the gift of pain. Usually a prominent personality or physical trait magnified from our human life. Most of us, however, do not have a special gift. Vampires are unharmed by garlic, holy items, or wooden stakes; we have reflections and shadows, and we are able to walk freely in the sunlight without being physically damaged by it.” Alec finished his story.

"I guess that explains alot. Are there many vampires?" Maeryn asked. "There are quite a few, some live in covens and are stationed in one area, and others live in small groups traveling around the globe." Alec explained. "And you?" "I live with the largest coven there is. We are the Volturi, and we actually have been living in this castle for many centuries." he explained. Maeryn was curious to know more about his coven and he could see her curiosity in her eyes. Alec smiled softly and continued explaining.

“The Volturi act as the unofficial royalty in the world of vampires, and we are an incredibly influential coven. We are also considered 'nighttime patrons of the arts' as, because of our inability to sleep, we study the arts at night. The Volturi act as guardians, keeping the secret society of vampires hidden from the human world as needed. My masters often send their agents to travel from Volterra to prevent overzealous covens from exposing vampires through mass eradication of every vampire and any humans present. The coven has existed for over 3000 years, and is the largest coven in existence, followed by the Olympic, the Denali and the Mexican coven. Throughout the centuries, the Volturi have established and enforced a number of laws that all vampires are expected to obey on pain of death. There aren't many of these laws, and they mainly concern the secrecy surrounding the existence of vampires. The laws are not written down; to write them would in itself be an infraction. Instead, the laws are passed by word of mouth from vampire to vampire.”

Maeryn frowned. "Will we get killed now? Because you told me your secret?" Alec gently caressed her cheek. "No, amore mio. My family and I would actually like to invite you to live with us for a while. And after that we can always decide what we will do." Alec said and he kissed her cheek gently. Maeryn nodded her head and smiled gently. "Come on. My family would like to meet you. I promise no harm will come to you." he said as he stood up and held out his hand for her to take. Maeryn smiled and placed her hand into his as he gently pulled her to her feet and led her back into the castle.

Alec and Maeryn returned to the reception where Gianna had been and they went through a set of double doors in the back of the room. On the other side of the wooden doors was a different kind of reception, and at the end of the room the short girl was waiting for them. "I see she hasn't fled yet?" Jane said jokingly as she kissed her brother on both cheeks. "Thankfully, no." Alec said as he pulled Maeryn closer to his body. Jane smiled gently. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you properly. My name is Jane. I am Alec's twin sister." she said as she held out a small hand. Maeryn slowly shook it. "Nice to meet you. My name is Maeryn." she replied. Jane turned her attention back to Alec. "The masters, wives and high guard are awaiting. Aro wanted to make sure not too many people would be in the throneroom as it might give Maeryn an unpleasant feeling." Jane murmered softly to Alec. Alec nodded his head and followed his sister, gently pulling Maeryn along with him.

They ignored the doors at the end of the hall—doors entirely sheathed in gold—stopping halfway down the hall and sliding aside a piece of the paneling to expose a plain wooden door. It wasn't locked. Alec held it open for Jane and Maeryn. It was the same ancient stone as the square, the alley, and the sewers. And it was dark and cold again. The stone antechamber was not large. It opened quickly into a brighter, cavernous room, perfectly round like a huge castle turret, which was probably exactly what it was. Two stories up, long window slits threw thin rectangles of bright sunlight onto the stone floor below. There were no artificial lights. The only furniture in the room were several massive wooden chairs, like thrones, that were spaced unevenly, flush with the curving stone walls. In the very center of the circle, in a slight depression, was another drain. The room was not empty. A handful of people were convened in seemingly relaxed conversation. The murmur of low, smooth voices was a gentle hum in the air. The exquisite faces all turned toward the two vampires and one human as they entered the room. Most of the immortals were dressed in inconspicuous pants and shirts—things that wouldn't stick out at all on the streets below. But the man who spoke first wore one of the long robes. It was pitch-black, and brushed against the floor. For a moment, Maeryn thought his long, jet-black hair was the hood of his cloak. "Jane, Alec, dear ones, you've returned! And you have brought Maeryn. It is so good to properly meet you, my dear." he cried in evident delight. His voice was just a soft sighing. “Master Aro.” Alec said while Jane made her way towards the man and he lightly pecked her lips. Then he returned his attention towards Maeryn and he gave her a reassuring smile, one that a father would give to his daughter and Maeryn immediately relaxed. "My appologies. I am being very rude. My name is Aro and these are my brothers Marcus and Caius." he said pointing to the sad looking man on the left throne and the man with snow white hair on the right. "And the rest of my family. We are so delighted to meet you." he said and smiled like a child in the candyshop. Maeryn felt slightly out of place in this room where every last creature but her was absolutely gorgeous in their own way. "Thank you sir. It is nice to meet you." Maeryn said, trying to be as polite as possible. "Now I am sure Alec has told you all about us. But I am affraid he left out some pieces that I specifically had asked to not tell you. You see my dear, we have met before you came here. I believe you where on a camping trip in the forests of Forks. And a small accident happened and I had my dear Munin take those memories away. No I know you have wondered for a while what has happened that specific evening and as what hopefully will be a small welcome gift to our family, I would like to hand you your memory back. Now if you accept I do hope you consider spending some more time here with us, as a human ofcourse. We will not rush into things that need to rushing." Aro explained. Maeryn's head felt heavy. They knew what had happened that night that she had lost and one of her campsupervisors had dissapeared. She couldn't let this oppertunity slip away. "Thank you. I will glady accept your offer and gift." Maeryn replied. Aro laughed loudly and clapped his hands together as if he was praying. "Munin, if you'd please." Aro asked a man with brown hair, olive skin and red eyes. The man approached Maeryn carefully, affraid that if he moved too fast he would frighten the girl. "This may hurt alittle and I appoligise in advance." he said in his deep voice. Maeryn nodded her head and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain and the memory she so long longed to remember once more. Munin placed his fingers on her temples and gave her her memory of that specific night back. Mearyn screamed as she felt like her head was being burned. Alec helt her gently in his arms as darkness took over and the memory of that night played in her head.

[maksimkurylenko]

Maksim forcibly dragged his gaze from the conversation at hand, finding that wealth of dark hair and gorgeous skin: as always, the first thought that came to mind ( as always ) did. What a shame. Giorgio hadn't been the desired fight, but Maksim would take a chance. Though, he had to admit that the matching hadn't been...what he wanted. "I didn't know you could see the future. I'll change your name to Gianna the sightful, or some shit." eyebrow rising. "Glad you know exactly what a married man wears at all times...his wife must wonder about that."

Of the few Italians fighting tonight, only she and Giorgio had drawn Russians. Unfortunate, really, as she would have massively enjoyed seeing Giordana commit a hate crime. It had been her intention to avoid the hammer and sickle squad until after her own bout, but when she overheard Maksim Kurylenko of all people verbalising his last will and testament, she couldn't help herself.

Amusement obvious, negroni in hand.

"Oh, you're definitely going to die. And look like a peasant as you do it. I bet he fights in a suit. In fact, I'm almost certain he fights in a suit."

[tfiolarry]

tfiol chapter five: casper

summary: making friends to pass the time. hello to the other school, more specifically, casper.

[four] [six]

thoughts, comments, questions

a/n: another lengthy one, but ya know. oh, and gif creds to the owner.

THURSDAY 8:17 AM ELEMENTARY SCHOOL INT. - JORDYN’S CLASS

Chase and Jordyn walk into class together after finding out they are going to be in the same class. Jordyn sees Blake sitting at the table, runs up and hugs him.

JORDYN: (talking loud) I missed you!

BLAKE: (hugs her back as best he can) Jordyn! I missed you!

CHASE: (stops and pouts a little) This sucks.

JORDYN: (stops hugging Blake and looks at Chase) What?

BLAKE: (turns around and sees Chase) Ew, why are you here?

CHASE: Why are you here? This is the worst day of my life….

BLAKE: This is my class. Maybe you should leave.

JORDYN: Hey, no, let’s calm down, we are friends.

CHASE: No, we’re not. I don’t like him because he’s mean and...dumb.

JORDYN: (says sternly) Chase! Stop, he’s our friend. Come on, sit down. (takes a seat in front of Blake and patting the seat next to her)

A girl, Valerie, walks by them and steps on Chase’s foot as she walks by, saying nothing.

CHASE: (scoffs and looks at Val) Hello! You should say sorry!

Valerie ignores him and continues to walk away.

BLAKE: That was rude...but haha.

CHASE: Shut up. (sits next to J and glares at him)

JORDYN: What happen? I wasn't looking, I was getting my pencil.

CHASE: She stepped on my foot! It hurt. (frowns and looks at Val) She’s a monster.

JORDYN: Kiss it better.

BLAKE: Ew...

JORDYN: I was joking. (rolls her eyes)

CHASE: A kiss would help….

JORDYN: (looks at Chase)

BLAKE: No! Don't kiss him!

CHASE: Why? Jealous?

BLAKE: No!

JORDYN: (looks at Blake) Why?

BLAKE: He's gross!

JORDYN: He's cute.

BLAKE: (gags)

CHASE: I am cute. (smiles to himself) Very cute.

JORDYN: (blushes) I-I didn't say that!

BLAKE: Oh my goodness Jordyn!

CHASE: Yeah huh, you said he’s cute and that’s me. But you’re cute too, so it’s okay.

JORDYN: (looks at Blake wide-eyed) Am I cute?

BLAKE: (facepalm)

CHASE: He won’t know, you are cute. He’s dumb.

JORDYN: Chase! Stop calling him that!

BLAKE: Yeah, ugly.

JORDYN: He's not ugly!

CHASE: Stop calling me ugly, I’m cute, you’re ugly. You are jealous, that’s all.

•★• ★ •★•

THURSDAY 12:00 PM ELEMENTARY SCHOOL INT. - JORDYN’S CLASSROOM

Jordyn is sitting with Chase and Blake nearby, having a debate about Spongebob. She’s eating snacks peacefully when a girl with dark hair comes over to Jordyn and drops her own snack down on the table in front of Jordyn.

VALERIE: I will trade you my veggies for your goldfish.

JORDYN: I don't want your snack...but I'm fine with sharing mine.

VALERIE: (looks at her then sits) Deal.

CHASE: (looks at J) Hey, Patrick or Spongebob?

JORDYN: Spongebob always. (looks at Val) What about you?

VALERIE: My mom doesn’t let me watch that show.

JORDYN: Oh…

BLAKE: Sucks.

CHASE: (to Val) Hey! Why are you here? You’re mean!

VALERIE: No?

BLAKE: You stepped on his foot... (looks at Chase)...probably because she doesn't watch Spongebob. (shakes his head)

CHASE: (nods in agreement) She’d be nicer if she did.

BLAKE: Right. (nods)

JORDYN: Hey! Be nice. She didn’t mean to step on your foot.

BLAKE: She didn't even say sorry.

JORDYN: Well, she's my friend now, so...nice.

Valerie smiles smugly and pops a goldfish in her mouth. Chase makes a face at her and looks at Blake and J.

CHASE: I don’t like her.

JORDYN: Chase! You don't like anyone. (pouts and crosses her arms)

BLAKE: I don't like her, either.

JORDYN: (huffs)

CHASE: (looks at Blake, hopeful) We’re the same...maybe we are friends now.

BLAKE: Oh no...

JORDYN: (walks away from them because she's upset)

BLAKE: Oh no again.

CHASE: (sighs ) Jordyn… (gets up and follows her) Don’t leave.

VALERIE: (takes her goldfish)

BLAKE: (snatches her goldfish back) That's Jordyn’s.

VALERIE: She gave them to me to share.

BLAKE: No!

JORDYN: You don't like any of my friends. (pouts)

CHASE: Just not that girl, I like Blake now.

JORDYN: Really?

VALERIE: I could tell on you.

BLAKE: Jordyn wouldn't like that...

VALERIE: Yeah and she won't be your friend.

BLAKE: She won't be yours.

VALERIE: Whatever I don’t like you or…”Paste”.

BLAKE: It's Chase!

CHASE: Yeah, Blake is my friend. He won’t say yes, but we both don’t like that girl, so we have to be friends.

JORDYN: Give her a second chance for me?

CHASE: For you? Anything.

JORDYN: Okay. (kisses his cheek and goes back to Valerie and Blake) Hi.

VALERIE: Hi. (smiles)

BLAKE: She tried to steal your goldfish.

JORDYN: (blinks) Oh, it's okay. I have more

BLAKE: Jordyn.

JORDYN: It’s okay!

CHASE: Mhm, Blake. It’s okay. There’s more, it’s all good.

BLAKE: (looks at Chase and Jordyn) Okay?

CHASE: We have to try, Blake. To be nice.

BLAKE: For?

JORDYN: Me.

BLAKE: (sighs and nods)

VALERIE: Okay, I'm going back to my seat. (starts walking back)

JORDYN: Wait! You wanna play at recess?

VALERIE: (nods) Sure!

Chase and Blake look at each other clearly unhappy about the invitation.

•★• ★ •★•

WEDNESDAY 7:45 AM MIDDLE SCHOOL - FRONT

Blake, Chase, and the twins are outside waiting for everyone to show up, but also to be let inside the building. They’re making a pact to not talk to the kids from the rival elementary school at the moment, mainly Chase and Blake though.

CHASE: ...they are the enemy, enemy lines and stuff is important, otherwise, they’re gonna ruin our friendship.

DANI: That’s kind of extreme isn’t it?

CHASE: (looks at her with a straight face) No. No, not at all.

BLAKE: I think we can finally agree with Chase, because those guys? Lunatics.

Jordyn ignores them and notices a girl, Willow, sitting alone near a group of boys. She decides to go over and talk to her.

JORDYN: Hey.

WILLOW: (looks up at her, squinting a little from the sun) Hi.

JORDYN: (sits next to her) I’m Jordyn.

WILLOW: Willow.

JORDYN: Are you in fifth grade too?

WILLOW: Yeah...I’ve never seen you around, are you from the other school?

JORDYN: Yeah, my friends are over there. (points to Chase and Blake)

CHASE: (to Dani) Your sister is talking to the enemy, does she not listen?

DANI: She’s her own person, Chase. Get a hold of yourself.

BLAKE: No! Chase go get her! We can't lose her to the dark side!

GIA: (walks over to Willow and sees Jordyn but she’s talking to Willow first) I’m so sorry I left you with your brother, Will, my sister just—(shakes her head and then looks at J, holding her hand out to shake her hand) You’re so pretty, hi, I’m Gia. Well, Gianna, but you can call me Gia. (flips her hair off her shoulder with her free hand)

JORDYN: (looks at Gia and scoffs) Aw, stop! You're so pretty. (shakes her hand) I’m Jordyn.

WILLOW: (laughs a little) It's alright. Was just by myself basically until now since this punk is suddenly too cool to even talk to me (kicks her brother’s backpack on the ground)

Casper, Willow’s brother, just glances over at her and nods at Gia in a greeting, most likely familiar with her, and then continues his conversation, unbothered by his bag being assaulted.

CHASE: Why do I have to do it? I mean…(looks over and sees who she’s talking to) Maybe I might though.

DANI: (smacks him upside the head) Don’t be gross.

CHASE: Dani! Never! That hurt. (rubs his head)

BLAKE: (looks at Gia) Oh.. well... I guess we can befriend them...

GIA: Well, you can blame Ashley, it’s not my fault this time for real.

JORDYN: (looks at the back of Casper’s head and whispers) That's your brother?

WILLOW: Oh no, not this.

JORDYN: I’m sorry but...I didn't realize the other school had models. Can’t believe I got freaking stuck with Chase and Blake.

WILLOW: Chase and Blake?

JORDYN: Oh! Sorry. (point to Chase) Chase. (points to Blake) Blake.

BLAKE: (hits Chase) She's pointing! What do we do, she's pointing!

CHASE: Be cool, man, be cool. (nods at them)

DANI: Oh my, you guys are embarrassing. (starts walking away to go to the girls)

CHASE: Daniella! Where are you going?

DANI: Away.

BLAKE: (to Chase) Do we follow?

CHASE: No, they’ll come to us, for sure.

BLAKE: Are you sure?

DANI: (when she is with them) They’re being...boys, so I figured I’d come be nosy over here.

GIA: Aw, but they’re cute though.

DANI: Ew...I’m Dani, by the way.

GIA: Gia, and...(points to Willow) That’s Willow. We were talking about her brother.

DANI: Her brother?

GIA: Mhm.

DANI: (looks at J to elaborate for her)

JORDYN: (blushes) I-he's really cute...

WILLOW: Literally what everyone says.

JORDYN: I’m sorry Willow.

GIA: It’s not a lie, I love you Will, but he is.

DANI: I wanna see. How do we get his attention?

GIA: Casper?

CASPER: (looks at them) Yeah?

JORDYN: Ah! (looks away)

GIA: What time is it? It’s hot, I wanna go inside.

CASPER: (checks his phone then looks back at her) Five minutes.

GIA: Okay.

CASPER: (goes back to his conversation)

WILLOW: He's gone, Jordyn.

JORDYN: (looks back over at Dani) I thought I was gonna pass out.

DANI: Yeah, he’s pretty cute, sorry Willow.

CHASE: Maybe…maybe I wasn’t so sure. But we’ll be too obvious if we go. Unless you go first and let me know how it goes.

BLAKE: Punk. (starts walking towards the girls)

CHASE: Wait! Don’t leave me! (goes with him)

DANI: (looks at Blake coming over) Oh jeez…

GIA: Your friends are coming.

DANI: Sadly.

JORDYN: Oh thank god, maybe they will save me...

BLAKE: (gets there first) Hi, I’m Blake, Jordyn and Dani’s friend. (points back to Chase) Don't mind that guy, he sucks.

CHASE: (smacks his hand down so he stops pointing) I am Chase, whatever he said, he is lying.

GIA: (smiles at them but because she finds them amusing not for any other reason) I’m Gia.

CHASE: Gia? That’s pretty.

CASPER: (looks back and sees Chase and Blake) Hey, no, you two better not talk to my sister, or look at her.

WILLOW: Oh, shut up.

DANI: (smiles at him a little because he’s attractive)

JORDYN: (looks at Casper) Why?

BLAKE: (is scared of Casper)

CASPER: (looks at J and kinda scrunches his nose a little in confusion) Sorry?

JORDYN: (makes a distressed noise) Might I say - you are a very good looking human...have a nice day, please turn back around.

WILLOW: (looks at Gia) Why?

GIA: (shrugs) Couldn’t tell ya.

CASPER: (smiles and grabs his bag and then starts going inside with his boys because they can go in now)

DANI: Can’t believe it was just as embarrassing over here as it was to be with the boys…

CHASE: Hey!

JORDYN: Dani! That is not the support I need right now!

BLAKE: Welp...that went well - Willow, Gia, you’ll be seeing a lot of us.

WILLOW: How fun.

GIA: Lucky us.

CHASE: Can I just...tell you that you’re really pretty?

GIA: Thanks. (smiles at him)

CHASE: (to Blake) We should’ve gone to the other school….

JORDYN: You're telling me!

BLAKE: Yeah you got some pretty people. (winks at Willow)

WILLOW: I- (blushes like crazy)

GIA: (laughs a little because now it’s going in Willow’s direction)

DANI: (sighs) I’m going inside now, this is so sad.

CHASE: What! Dani!

DANI: Leaving! (starts walking away)

GIA: She’s funny.

JORDYN: Wait! (goes with Dani)

BLAKE: (smiles) Okay see you guys around. (waves and starts walking with Dani)

CHASE: (looks at Willow and Gia) I’ll see you guys. (walks away with the others)

GIA: (looks at Willow) Other school’s weird.

WILLOW: But as soon as Casper shows his face they all have the same reaction. (laughs)

GIA: The same exact reaction every single time. (laughs with her)

JORDYN: (to Dani) I really embarrassed myself...it's alright because I will get him to like me.

DANI: (nods) If you say so, I support you.

BLAKE: Dani, you should not support that.

JORDYN: Blake, you need to support me, that boy is cute! I don't care...

CHASE: He was though, I have to agree.

DANI: Chase, you agree?

CHASE: ...I have eyes, Dani. I can agree that he was pretty.

JORDYN: Chase supports, right buddy?

BLAKE: You thought he was cute...

JORDYN: But...Casper.

CHASE: It’s okay, Gia’s a thing so that’s fine.

DANI: You guys are somethin’ else. I can't believe Alli left me with you guys.

CHASE: (laughs) Alli would have only made this worse.

JORDYN: Oh god she would've roasted me!

BLAKE: Oh man, I wish she was there... (laughs)

DANI: Me too, actually, we gotta fill her in later.

CHASE: You guys are bullies.

JORDYN: It’s alright, we support each other, Chase.

CHASE: Exactly. High five. (holds his hand up)

JORDYN: (goes to high five him)

BLAKE: I can’t allow this. (intercepts the high five)

JORDYN: Hey!

DANI: Why do I talk to you guys anymore?

CHASE: Because you love us even though we embarrass you. (draws a heart with his hands)

DANI: (looks at him unimpressed)

JORDYN: I'm your sister, you can't escape me, sorry.

BLAKE: She has a point there, Dan-Dan…

DANI: Maybe you’re right, Blakey-Wakey. But I don’t know about you other two.

CHASE: I was your first friend ever. Respect me.

BLAKE: Dani has no respect. We know this.

JORDYN: The odds are in my favor. (smiles)

BLAKE: Still doesn’t respect you.

JORDYN: Alright Blake, you can turn around as well.

CHASE: Alright, alright, let’s play nice, guys. This may be our only time together when we aren’t in class, we should be nice to each other.

DANI: (joking) If I’m lucky, I will be able to avoid all of you.

CHASE: Alright. Rude.

JORDYN: Well, schools forbid Dani and me to be in the same class, so see you at lunch, sis.

BLAKE: That's so rude of schools

DANI: Isn’t it? It’s okay though, I get her at home.

CHASE: Me too. Well...we all do, actually. You think we’ll ever get sick of each other?

JORDYN: No...but maybe you and Blake will. I'm surprised you guys are civil right now.

BLAKE: We bonded over pretty girls.

JORDYN: Um, we’re pretty.

CHASE: Yeah, but... girls from the other school are different.

JORDYN: I'm offended! (starts walking away)

DANI: Me too, actually, how are we not the same pretty?

CHASE: I’ve known you guys too long.

DANI: (starts walking away too)

BLAKE: (looks at Chase) We get it.

CHASE: We do, I like it when we agree.

[egen-axel]

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Den Garderoben gillar jag. Enkel och smidig. Men att det inte kommer bilder driver mig till vansinne. “Online outrage” eller…

[amadoures]

maybe  things  would  have  been  different  if  gianna  ever  said  anything  about  the  unfair  treatment  between  them,  but  it's  not  her  who's  on  the  receiving  end  of  it.  while  their  parents  are  mainly  the  ones  at  fault  for  this,  gianna  has  been  their  enabler  right  from  the  start,  making  it  seems  like  she  enjoys  being  the  center  of  their  attention.  sometimes  she  blames  them  for  putting  her  on  a  pedestal  :    it  would  make  sense  why  she  only  thinks  about  herself  when  she  was  raised  that  way,  taught  only  to  prioritize  her  dreams  over  anything  else.  it's  why  she  never  tried  to  connect  with  her  sister  and  by  the  time  she  decided  to  go  pro,  gianna  didn't  really  have  much  time  to  spare  for  anything  other  than  tennis.  truthfully,  she  doesn't  even  know  if  she  knows  georgia  at  all  at  this  point  despite  being  sisters.    “  you  say  that  like  it's  a  bad  thing,  ”    she  scoffs,  arms  crossed  over  her  chest.    “  unlike  you,  i  don't  mind  being  lonely.  i  mean,  when  you're  too  fucking  busy  being  the  number  one  tennis  player  in  the  world,  there's  no  room  for  loneliness.  ”    it's  not  often  she  says  something  so  conceited  out  loud  like  this  but  this  is  georgia,  she  more  than  anyone  else  knows  better  that  gianna  has  always  been  full  of  herself.    “  well,  it's  not  like  you  know  how  that  feels.  ”    lips  spread  into  an  arrogant  smile  before  she  heaves  a  sigh,  eyes  still  fixated  on  her  sister.    “  sorry  for  taking  your  time,  g.  i'm  sure  you  have  lots  of  people  waiting  for  you  to  get  back  to  them.  ”

Was it too much to expect Gianna to have matured in their adulthood? Was it too much to expect self reflection from the sister who spends all her time thinking of herself? Georgia had held onto hope of an apology from Gianna for far too long, years beyond when they both should have realised the real puppet masters of all this animosity were their parents, and sometimes she kids herself that one could still come. A simple acknowledgement of the preferential treatment Gianna and her career received. A simple acknowledgement that the odds had been stacked against Georgia from the moment she was born. "That's on me?" She repeats just as quietly, the lump in her throat finally making its presence known. "Do you not think I've considered that?" In her younger years, she'd been convinced there had to be something wrong with her — after all, their parents were capable of love, they gave plenty of it to Gianna. Why not her? What had she done wrong not to deserve it? But no matter how hard she tried, nothing ever changed. It didn't matter what she did, it only mattered what Gianna did. Gianna had every opportunity to even the playing field and she never did. "Even when the consequences of your actions are staring you right in the face, you can't think of anyone but yourself. My life might be shit, but at least it's not lonely."

[phoebeclar]

I've not met many people who can control themselves around puppies so you are amongst friends! Even if they don't get a home out of it, they do love the attention just as much as people love giving it to them so it's a win all around. Oh I most certainty do! I have a dog of my own, plus two cats. What about you? I take it no dogs, but do you have any other furry (or not furry) friends in your life?

I love that! I don't think my parents are gonna love me bringing a new puppy home, but it's for a good cause and I have no self control around puppies. This sounds like one hell of a way to get those pets some new homes though, which is also amazing! Do you have any of your own?