📌 GIOVANNI NARCISO : twenty - four , he / him , center for the ny islanders , resident drama king .
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📌 GIOVANNI NARCISO : twenty - four , he / him , center for the ny islanders , resident drama king .
introduction , wanted connections , current connections .
* lexi & giovanni :
“Gio.” Lexi softly called out to him, poking his sleeping face to wake him. She offered her bed to him after calling him to pick her up from the club. A drunk Alexis was worried about him driving in the dark by himself. Looking down at him, she reached out to pinch his nose, “Hey, “ she announced a little louder to wake him, “ I don’t want one of your little girlfriends getting mad at me because you are in my house.”
he hadn’t meant to ACTUALLY fall asleep --- lexi had insisted that he stay , and he knew there was no point in arguing with someone after they’d had a little too much to drink . gio had planned to slip out once she’d drifted off herself , but clearly , his body had OTHER plans . he grumbles , nose scrunching up at the sensation of her prodding , reaching up to wipe over his face . he’s a little cranky from being woken up , but that’s nothing out of the ORDINARY . “ you asked for this --- i mean literally --- ” gio shifts to prop himself up on his elbows . “ ... and now you’re kicking me out ? ” he blinks , letting his arms slip from under him , turning to bury his face back into the pillow . “ FIVE more minutes . ”
* harlow & giovanni :
that pet name , that stupid pet name . harlow finds herself , per usual , burying her initial reaction and instead throwing a dotting look onto her features . “ if i’m so bad at this whole acting thing , why does the world think i’d ever so much as touch you with a ten foot pole , dear ? “ despite the venom laced throughout her words , her whispered tone did a good job of masking her comment as her simply whispering sweet nothings to potential onlookers . harlow feels a sense of relief when he finally lets go of her , she herself waits a few moments before letting her own arm fall from his torso . emerald orbs take in the couples surroundings as she lets out a giggle , “ fake ? “ she makes sure to keep her tone low enough so only gio can hear the single syllable . her face riddled with feigned hurt , as her freehand brushes up against his . “ if you want me to look less disgusted , perhaps , you should act a bit nicer , “ harlow was quick to take a sip from her glass , before feeling the pressure to dress her face in yet another fake smile . “ it’s not rocket science . “
his expression shifts from FORCED to genuine , smile curling the corners of his lips upwards . to any wandering eyes , it’d look like giovanni was grinning at her affections , but no , he’s entertained solely by the RUSH he gets from bickering with her . he’s always been that way --- enraptured by argument ( he blames his hostility on the nature of his sport ) . at least , gio thinks , if he has to be STUCK with her , he can have fun with it . the skin of her hand ghosts his own , and he’s quick to react , catching a hold of her fingertips and lacing their digits together . “ i’m not NICE . ” gio’s tone is hushed , yet pressing , moving to brush his thumb over the back of her hand . “ i can’t go around acting like a gentleman . that’d RUIN my rep . ” though , his pr team might praise him for once instead of chewing him out --- that’s not enough to sway him . “ besides , i can’t risk you FALLING FOR ME once you realize what a good guy i am . ” gio winks , smirk dancing across his features . he’s only doing this to get a rise out of harlow . “ that’d be embarrassing , don’t you think ? ”
* ember & giovanni :
of all the hockey players , why did she picked giovanni ? she hated that she got carried away by his cocky charm and bad reputation . maybe it was the challenge , being the first girl to cheat one of the most famous cheaters in new york . challenge she failed to complete , now she was just one more of his conquests , another girlfriend he wasn't faithful to . ❛ no , ‘cause i know you wouldn't meant it . because you are a cheating bastard who probably don't have an ounce of remorse in your whole fucking body . ❜ the truth was , there was no apology that would heal her bruised ego , so destroying his car was the next best thing ember could do , she knew how much he liked that stupid ferrari . ❛ believe me , i don't expect anything from you . the only thing i fantasize about is rubbing your face on hot asphalt . ❜
“ --- so why would i WASTE my breath ? ” she’s right --- he wouldn’t mean it , so he won’t bother to go through the motions of saying it . maybe things would just go smoother if the both of them could forget THEY ever happened . he might feel bad --- might --- if his own ego wasn’t battered from having to see his car wrecked . but she’d taken the low road ... giovanni was merely following suit . “ you’re one to TALK , blondie . i doubt you’ve ever felt bad about anything in your life . that’s why you act so batshit crazy all the time . thank god for that --- you wouldn’t be relevant without it . ” his head tilts to the side , eyes narrowing in a scrutinizing gaze . “ i bet this little FIT of yours was an effort to muster up some new headlines . you’re a leech . ”
* 𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ⤍ anyone!
georgie: drop you three stories and shatter your pelvis?
georgie: or maybe that's just me.
georgie: if you really want the rat with self esteem issues, gordie could always come stay with me.
georgie: he loves me more. 🥰
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : nah that's not my style
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : i keep my feet on the ice... respectfully
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : that's NOTTT true, but keep on dreaming 😘
* roman & giovanni :
* @narcisofm :
context : i’m assuming a nice lil friend connection so they’re out for a drink
two beers and a single shot later , roman was a babbling mess . “ no seriously , i’m telling you these girls are crazy . i was barely even close to the edge of the stage and this girl jumped up — ” he paused to take a swig of his third bottle , choking a bit . “ she jumps up and grabs my ankle . my ankle !” even now , weeks after this performance , he was still completely baffled by what had happened . but it made him laugh , and being more than tipsy made it all the funnier to recollect on .
“ you’re LYING . ” giovanni’s eyes widen , “ please tell me you ate shit after that . god , i would’ve paid to see that . ” he jokes ( well ... sorta ... he definitely would’ve laughed if he’d seen roman FALL on stage ) . his eyes are bright with laughter , having to set his own bottle down so he doesn’t choke on it . “ how’d she even get that close ? every concert i’ve ever been to , there’s been , like ... a three foot barrier between the audience and the stage so shit like that DOESN’T happen . ”
* @iridcscences and giovanni ! context : east’s room .
“ y’know , i’m kind of OFFENDED that i haven’t had a song written about me by you yet . am i doing something wrong ? ” he lilts , resting a hand over his heart , feigning actual offense at the idea of HIM being the problem . “ i think i make a good muse , no ? tall , dark , and handsome --- i’m not being biased , just truthful . ” giovanni flashes a smile , reaching down to pick up and toss a pair of pants towards where east lay in bed . “ c’mon or i’m RAIDING your fridge myself . ”
* 𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ⤍ laundry linht 👕
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡 : slut shaming is never nice, unless it's a woman slut shaming a man bc men deserve no rights ♡
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡 : nah, jk dude. as long as it's not my rep, you can fuck whomever you want and i won't judge
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡 : all press is good press unless you're a woman who made a mistake LMAO at least who i'm fucking (or not) is not career ruining so!
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡 : what can you offer me!! if it's good enough i'll consider posting a selfie of the two of us no one saw yet ♡
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : stop being a hater
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : oh thank u so much for the permission. i was really worried about getting that approved
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : u still have our pictures saved
* 𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ⤍ anyone!
georgiana: ah, good to see nothing changed during my coma.
georgiana: you cannot kidnap a dog. there must be some kind of universe based retribution for it, no?
georgiana: there should be hundreds of emaciated purse dogs at a shelter that outlived old women.
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : i feel like the universe is already out to get me, so what's a little bit more karma really gonna do?
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : i'm not keeping this little rat dog though
𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : gordie wouldn't like it
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east harvey ( @iridcscences )
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ember mallon ( @embertm ) .
* emerson & giovanni :
to be completely honest, emmy’s not really aware of her surroundings at the moment - - too busy trying to decide between if she wants an iced coffee or a refresher before ultimately deciding to just get both. she’s fumbling with trying to get her apple pay to work when the loud thud startles her into dropping her phone on the floor. “what the fuck was that?” emmy quickly gets up from her crouch to see what all the commotion was about , left with nothing but an expression of pure shock as she catches sight of her body guard holding gio up like a dog would with it’s puppy. she’s not sure whether to laugh or call for a doctor - - but she does know one thing : she’s happy to see him. “you can set him down. that’s gio, look at him” she motions for her security to get a good look at his face which instantly prompts him to put the man down. “don’t tell me that was you who just ran into the door, looking at your phone again i’m sure” she doesn’t realize how easy it is for her to slip back into talking to him just as she always did until she’s reaching up to wipe the few drops of blood that fell from his nose with a napkin. “sorry, maybe i should let you do that” she hands him the napkin, now running her fingers through her hair just as she always did when she had felt a bit nervous. “were you headed somewhere important? i was just about to walk through central park for a bit if you wanna join, i think we’re due for a bit of a catch up - -“ her sentence ends abruptly, biting her tongue from calling him ‘my love’ like she was so used to.
his feet touch the ground again , and he’s got half the mind to just run away as soon as his sneakers make contact with the floor . but no , he stays --- absolutely GLUED to where he’s stood . there’s dozens of emotions bubbling underneath his skin right now , but the most prickly is embarrassment ... caught ( literally ... by the back of his shirt ) in the act of running away . gio clears his throat , unfazed by the STING of his nose from when it collided with the door . he’s so used to getting shoved around on the ice that this feels like almost nothing . honestly , he doesn’t even realize that it’s bleeding until she’s reaching out to wipe at his face with a napkin . giovanni sucks in a SHORT breath when her hand meets his skin , holding it in until she’s handing the cloth off to him and correcting herself . “ --- you don’t have to apologize . ” he blurts out suddenly , face quickly turning just as RED as the crimson liquid staining the tissue in his hand . this isn’t really how he’d pictured this reunion going : him with a napkin shoved halfway up his nose and her ... well , she fit his fantasy perfectly --- she ALWAYS did . it takes a moment for the wheels in his head to start turning when she speaks to him ( the only thing his mind can come up with for a few short seconds is pretty girl and she is so beautiful ) . “ uh ... no . i mean , YES --- yes , i’ll walk with you , no , i’m not going anywhere important . we can catch up . that’s my favorite condiment , you know --- ketchup . actually , that’s a lie . it’s ranch . ”
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emerson roy ( @planetemmy ) .
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phoebe blumberg ( @blmbrg ) .
* elliot & giovanni :
“what? and risk you knocking half my teeth out with a hockey puck? fuck no, this face is the money maker” he jokingly checks himself out in his reflection on the microwave as he hears gio’s footsteps approaching into the kitchen. “you’re like a walking advertisement for every single canadian stereotype there is… except for the overly-nice part, that’s the only thing that sets you out from the rest” he flashes gio a condescending smile before as he turns back to the fridge to get all the things he’ll need to make gio’s victory meal. “the beauty of taquitos is their simplicity, wonderful selection mr.narciso” he does that last part in a terrible british accent to try to sound like one of those high class waiters. “dude,” he begins to organize the ingredients as he speaks. “i met this girl at the club the other day, pretty sure you dated her at one point - - ember mallon? how the fuck did you fumble her bro, i don’t think i’ve ever seen a girl as hot as her in my life”
“ fuck are you talking about , dude ? i’m LITERALLY the nicest person on planet earth . i was actually the inspiration behind mother theodora --- teresa ? whatever her name was . ” he waves his hand flippantly before reaching out to pull one of the bar stools out so he could sit and WATCH elliot cook ... he was helping by not helping ( giovanni’s presence in the kitchen could definitely be compared some sort of natural disaster ) . his nose crinkles up at the accent , and he almost tells elliot that he’s just done a wonderful EMMY impression , but he stops himself --- thinking about her makes him feel all weird now ... so he won’t . gio’s grateful for the change in conversation , but the topic makes him outwardly CRINGE . “ ‘cause she’s absolutely batshit , bro . don’t fuck with her unless you want your car totaled . you remember the giomobile ? ” --- the name he’d lovingly ( annoyingly ) coined for his bright blue ferrari . “ SHE killed him ! ”