#;gianna

( @wcyfaringstranger )

Four months. Four months down, and five to go.

She tries not to touch the bump when she’s out and about. It’s mostly hidden under a dark longsleeve shirt and a winter coat, but still. Around two months in, it was easier, but the more it grows, the more it feels natural to cup her fingertips against it.

It’s in the middle of making her way out of the pharmacy that she spots him. Dread and fear seeping ice cold into the pit of her stomach. She feels her fingertips brush the growing bump, and immediately tries to turn in the opposite direction.

[ @perrynormalisms ]

“Hey, curlicue.”

What’s the worst thing that could happen from this, honestly? The redhead says no and they’re back to their once-in-a-blue-moon-with-good-brownies meetings? C’mon Gianna. Come on.

@perrynormalisms, you are a lovely, lovely perry.

ALSO, muse secret: Gianna ABSOLUTELY looked at Perry during the first Floor Don meeting like ‘hella’. And then the second Perry broke out all her floor don lists and notes, it was ‘oh my god she’s like an amish housewife’.

Hunger.

It’s all she’s felt for the past couple of hours. All she can think about. All she really is. Famished.

Her succubus is not happy. No mark, no other energy meals to replace it. Her eyes aren’t glowing anymore; instead, they’ve faded to a lavender. 

The puff of smoke and the familiar scent of leather and cocoa draws a growl from her chest. 

{ @scnguis }

A dark purple backpack and a head of fluffy dark brown curls. Jeans and a dark brown button-down tossed over an old Marina & the Diamonds t-shirt. Black converse.

A high school gymnastics duffle bag hanging from one hand, a strawberry cream frappucino in the other as she steps into the gym for practice. 

It all glosses over well. Afterwards, she rewards herself with a (strawberry) soda, which she spills nearly all over someone’s opened book as she’s trying to collect her things from the bleachers.

“Merda, I-- Ugh. My bad. Damn it.”

[ @perrynormalisms ] {’All Floor Dons are required to hold frequent meetings with each other.’}

What b.s is this? She’s not even a Floor Don, she’s just...a Summer Society lieutenant who just happens to command a floor of fluffy awkward freshmen girls. This whole ‘frequent meetings’ is just--

Brown eyes flick up from where she’s been examining her gold-painted nails. Lola Perry really is very pretty. Pretty, but a  stickler for the rules and way-too-many-turtlenecks.

( @viciousvampkxtty )

“Okay, you want to keep your knife horizontal to the target-- Good, good, go- God’s sake! HORIZONTAL!” 

Gianna didn’t know how many ways there were to be exasperated with college freshman but she was all of them. She handed the drills over to another Summer to claim her break, and was flipping a throwing knife in her hand when she crashed right into someone.

“Could have hurt you-- Oh. Karnstein, hey.”

“Yes.....mmhmm.   Very interesting. Go on, I’m still listening.”