come on and wrap me up, let me tilt you back and swim. i want your TASTE on my tongue, won’t you ( w a r m ) my bones within? reveal yourself to me, on this DARK and empty street. you can feel yourself in me, swallow you down so e a s i l y ┋ ♡
| — MIRNA had to laugh despite the girl’s rudeness. Any venom in her words slid off their olive skin like oil and only a look of condescending amusement was the brunette’s reaction. “Must you be so rude? This is meant to be a place for relaxation, not childishness. Last I checked, the resort didn’t have a daycare, so you need to act like someone who has been on the planet for longer than four years.”
♡ ┋ an exaggerated look of disbelief finds its way onto her face as fiona sits up. her finger finds the bridge of her sunglasses and she pushes them down her nose just enough to be able to peer at them from over the top. ‘ i’m rude? ‘ she questions with a raised eyebrow. ‘ you’re the one that’s being inconsiderate of the people that are clearly sitting outside of the pool for a reason. ‘
alexander dove right into the pool. as he finally surfaced, he heard a complaint. ‘’ i apologize for not being able to control droplets of water.’’ he told the other with a hint of sarcasm. ‘’ a drowning toddler?’’ xander swam to the edge of the pool. ‘’ i’d rather think that was a professional dive.’’ he smirked before running his hands through his hair, pulling back the black strands covering his eyes.
♡ ┋ ‘ professional? uh, no. ‘ fiona says flatly with a mild shake of her head, using a towel to dab at the water droplets that are glistening against her tanned skin. ‘ i MIGHT’VE given you some kudos had you not gotten me all wet. ‘ she voices, folding the towel and setting it aside before she pulls her knees up and leans forward to peer at him while she awaits his response.
| — “YOU know,” Yael began, thoroughly unamused and put off by her attitude, “a PLEASE goes a really long way.” To match her bratty attitude, as if on instinct, he swiped his hand through the water and watched as splashing droplets landed in the girl’s direction.
♡ ┋ dark eyes narrow in his direction, nude lips parting as she prepares to speak, however she hardly has a chance to get the words out before he’s sending a miniature wave towards her. fiona scrambles backwards in an attempt to avoid it but her reaction is too delayed and the water splashes against her thighs, soaking parts the towel beneath her. she lets out a dramatic gasp, hastily getting to her feet and stomping her foot as her arms cross defensively over her bikini clad chest. ‘ what is wrong with you ?! ‘ fi clamors and her eyes are shooting daggers in his direction. ‘ that was NOT funny. ‘
i know i’m pretty late on this intro, but i’ve been a busy bee the last twelve hours so i’m only just now getting around to it ! this is my trash bby FIONA TOSCANO. she’s a twenty-four year old self-titled princess that’s traveled all the way here from milan, italy after her parents cut her off for spending all of her trust fund within the first year of receiving it. and i’m MIA, a total loser who is barely getting through my last year of college because all i do is procrastinate :):):) (i’m really lazy in case you haven’t noticed)
anyway, i love plotting and chatting and getting to know people so if anybody wants to do anything just hmu. i would love to talk to all you gorgeous ppl. ♡
TRIGGER WARNINGS INCLUDE: alcohol & drug mentions.
♡ ░ — look who just checked in, it’s ARIANA GRANDE! oh, no. that’s just FIONA TOSCANO, the TWENTY-FOUR year old HETEROSEXUALFLEXIBLE sugar baby. the CIS FEMALE just came in from MILAN, ITALY and i hear it’s because HER PARENTS CUT HER OFF. from social media, you can tell that they’re FUN-LOVING & VIVACIOUS, but can get to be FLIGHTY & POSSESSIVE if set off. maybe the resort will help HER explore HER interest in THREESOMES, LIGHT BDSM, & PUBLIC SEX while hopefully finding someone to help support HER financially.
fiona giovanna toscano - also see: fi (noun) bradfords very own wild child who is convinced she’s a princess. synonyms: dramatic, emotional, needy, materialistic and whiny.
fi grew up in a family that was way too wealthy for their own good. her mother made money by exploiting the lives of her children by broadcasting the intimate details of their lives into self-help books. her father was into politics. on the eve of her thirteenth birthday, yet another one of her mothers books was released. this one happened to speak of an affair she once had, and a pregnancy that occurred from that affair. that was the night that fiona found out her dad wasn't really her dad.
although she’d never admit it, finding out that her father wasn't her father biologically really got to her and is one of the main reasons she’s been a rebellious moody brat ever since she was thirteen. and living in her sisters shadow for more than half of her life didn't help. from then on out, she did anything she could to be the center of attention. she acted out a lot. and she still does b/c she's got mad daddy issues.
another thing that didn't help with her development is that she forced herself to grow up way too fast and threw herself into all the wrong things. fi was probably the prime example in nearly all of her mother's self-help books (but calling it 'tips on how to handle your insane daughter 101 and whatever' was too long of a title). she was the girl skipping class to smoke behind the school and dancing on tables at parties on the weekends, too drunk to care about who was recording her on their phone. she slept with other girls boyfriends and teachers and anybody else she could get her hands on. it was a miracle that she even graduated high school (it probably took a lot of bribing tbh) and as soon as she was of age to inherit her trust fund, she left home.
but it wasn't everything she thought it was going to be. in fact, she hated it. she hated being alone and was constantly inviting people over or sleeping around at other peoples places so she could avoid all adult responsibilities and drown her emotions in boys, alcohol and drugs. eventually, she burned right through her trust fund and tried to move in back home, but her parents were fed up at that point and refused to help her. that’s why she’s here.
to sum her up, the first thing you should know is that fiona is a lot to handle. not only does she have a ridiculous superiority complex that helps her cope with her own flaws and insecurities, she is loud and has a serious need for attention. for the most part, she is a very social and outgoing. once you get past her rough exterior, you'll see that she she loves making new friends and having a good time. she is bubbly and silly, sometimes a tad (or a lot) ditzy. she loves to party a little too much, whether it's drinking, smoking or experimenting with anything else she can possibly get her grimy little hands on. she's a little messy sometimes but never sloppy and is usually the life of the party. but she is also very impulsive and doesn’t exactly think before she talks/acts. it makes her a little difficult to get along with sometimes b/c she tends to rub people the wrong way but she means well... mostly. she is a very loyal and supportive friend to have once she considers you one, but she’s clingy. worse than a stage five clinger. like i mentioned previously, she hates to be alone, so she’s constantly texting/calling her friends or showing up unannounced. she just needs to be surrounded by others.
some of her negative traits include being really selfish and vain. fiona loves to talk about herself and is obsessed with taking selfies. she literally considers herself italian royalty and expects everybody else to view her that way. she can also be very moody when she's not on her medication, but it doesn''t help that she’s emotional and dramatic in general. she's sensitive and takes everything way too personally. and because of that, she's also very defensive when she doesn't need to be. in short, she's very angsty and dark and twisty and messy and flighty. she's the queen of eye rolls and picking at peoples flaws in a way that she deems to be joking but it doesn't sound like it (she has an odd sense of humor).
TL;DR fiona isn't the easiest person to get to know since she's very guarded and can give off a very unapproachable vibe when you first meet her (not bitchy or impolite - just cold), but she's a very loyal friend when it comes down to it. she tends to relax a lot when she's in intimate settings with people she trusts, but when she feels uncomfortable or pushed too far, she kind of retreats into herself and goes all ice queen, which is probably a little scary to watch. she loves to argue and cause a scene but she’s the type to run her mouth and run away before it gets physical. and as far as her sexual relationships go, she has a tendency to sleep around a lot in a really self-loathing kind of way. she doesn't really trust men but she also defines her self-worth by how attractive people find her to be, so she hyper sexualizes herself in a way that gives off major vampy seductress vibes. but even though she talks a lot of shit and pretends she doesn't care, she kind of secretly craves the idea of someone to take care of her and understand her and all that kind of stuff. but at the same time she's kind of self-destructive and wants someone to treat her badly?? it's really complicated and unhealthy.
anyway, if you actually read all of that you're a super star because it got way longer than i wanted it to wow. i'm basically up for plotting anything and everything, so if you're interested in any kind of connection like this or shoot me an im / ask and we'll go from there !
with a confused look playing on her face, the girl quickly grew defensive. “uhm, that wasn’t me, it was people from over there. so, calm your tits, you’re not the only one trying to relax.”
♡ ┋’ i wasn’t talking to you, ‘ fiona says with narrowed eyes as she shoots a glance in the direction in which people were splashing about. then she drops her gaze down to her hands to examine her nails before bringing her eyes back up to meet maddie’s. ‘ no need to get so defensive, sweetheart. ‘
“ Well, you are at a resort, this can’t be the only area in direct sunlight, ” his brows raised, almost mockingly, at what he deemed to be an obvious answer. Keeping his eyes locked on the brunette, he pushed off the wall of the pool, hovering lazily in the midst of it. “ Or you could join me. Make use of what the resort actually has to offer and all that. ”
♡ ┋ ‘ obviously it’s not the ‘only area in direct sunlight’, ‘ fiona says, delicate fingers curving into air quotes for dramatic effect. ‘ however, ‘ she starts again, tossing her hair over her shoulder. ‘ it IS the area i chose to sit in, the least you can do is respect that. ‘ she huffs, removing her sunglasses. ‘ and thanks but no thanks. i’d much rather watch from afar -- i’m not fond of swimming pools, or any body of water, really. ‘ fiona responds with a half shrug, absently placing the left most part of the frame between her teeth as she peers at him.
everett rolled his eyes, swimming over to where she was lounging to rest his arms on the side. “not the friendly type, are ya?”
♡ ┋ ‘ i’m very friendly. ‘ fiona responds defensively, sitting up some so she can toss her brunette locks over her shoulder before crossing her arms. ‘ i just don’t want to get wet. chlorine dries out my skin. ‘
☆ ☾ ♡ – Julia couldn’t help the small flash of hurt that took over at the other’s tone, but automatically, her lips curled down at the corners. “Okay, and?” The annoyance showed through in her voice. “There’s, like, an entire poolside to sit by. So, like, move or whatever.”
♡ ┋ ‘ i was here FIRST. ‘ she points out with a roll of her eyes, curling her legs up to dab at the water droplets that have collected across her tan skin. ‘ and i’m not moving, so how about you be a peach and go play over there? ‘
It was instinctive for Nicolau to turn at the sound of someone’s voice, though he couldn’t help but give a quick laugh at her demand. Swimming to the ledge nearest to her, he rested over it, hand absentmindedly running over his hair. “ Sorry, didn’t consider the people who think laying next to a pool is a good way to stay dry. ”
♡ ┋ fiona sits up when he edges closer towards her, bringing a manicured finger upwards to push down the bridge of her sunglasses. she makes a point to scan the perimeter of the pool once and then a second time in the other direction before her gaze finally levels with his. ‘ where else do you expect me to tan? ‘ she retorts, raising an eyebrow.
♡ ┋ ‘ can you like, be careful WHERE you’re splashing ? i had a long flight and i’m trying to relax by the pool, but it’s kinda hard when you’re over there splashing around like a drowning toddler. ‘
