#gianna x christian

[evacrstairs]

i came to peace with my path, now you got me off track...

the maddest obsession (christiangianna) headers. like or reblog if you save or use! 🍸

[coffeeinthebackpack]

Christian : I’d kill someone if you asked me to.

Gianna : I’m pretty sure you’d kill someone even if I didn’t ask you to.

[bookishpedia]

Christian: Hi, I'm Ronan Markov's emergency contact.

Nurse: Are you here to pick him up?

Christian: I'm here to remove myself as his emergency contact.

[martiae]

from me to you | pepe martí

“all of the girls you’ve loved before, made you the one i’ve fallen for” ♡ (inspired by to all the boys i’ve loved before!)

synopsis: you’ve been in love with your childhood best friend since you were 6. when you were 13, you decided to start writing love letters to him. you never planned on sending them but they somehow made their way to his house?

pairing: pepe marti x reader (y/n) adler | genre: highschool au, smau, fluff, slight angst | warnings: some cursing, suggestive jokes from christian (haha), gianna/gigi is an oc, y/n is kind of irritating because she assumes a lot !!

chapter 1 : ignorance is bliss

now playing : i think he knows — taylor swift

you waited at the bus stop a few blocks from your house, your mind totally occupied by the mortifying events that happened yesterday.

while you didn’t want to think about it at all, it was hard not to. your mind was constantly playing the moment back.

you wondered how much he read, how he felt when he read it, what his face looked like, his thoughts, etc.

but, a part of you also really did not want know. your heart was sadly fragile, super sensitive to anything relating to pepe.

you knew it was stupid; but, you really thought that you could just peacefully like him. you were waiting for your feelings to just go away, a confession seeming out of reach.

you had to get a grip, you needed to figure out how to go about this whole situation since you knew that he would most likely not drop it.

the bus began to approach the stop, a part of you feeling happy that you had some more time to put together a plan for today.

you sat down at the window seat, the seat feeling very comfortable, yet, undeniably cold.

it was nice though. you finally had some peace and quiet, and could focus on what was important.

that focus broke quickly when a familiar figure sat next to you, their head instantly looking at you.

“hi there”

you wanted to scream. no, you actually wanted to get off the bus and run back home. your plans of peace, tranquility, and happiness was totally interrupted by the guy.

your eyes widened, your mouth parting in a surprised expression. your guys eye contact and silence existing for a long time.

“you’re still not talking to me?” pepe asked, his eyebrow quirking up.

you stayed silent, trying to disassociate from the fact that the boy you’ve been in love with for 11 years is trying to talk to you after finding out you like him.

pepe smiled to himself as he looked down, a small chuckle coming from his mouth. your heart skipped a beat, his stupidly cute smile has always had some kind of effect on you. and you know very well that you probably wrote some very cringey (but true) things about it in your letters.

oh god, just thinking about him reading your bare emotions and feelings about him has you feeling like laying out on the road. this was torture!

pepe looked back at you, his smile not leaving his face yet. you returned back to looking in front of you, the bus coming to a sudden halt.

the force made you lean forward; but, pepe quickly put his palm in front of you and his other hand holding onto your shoulder.

you leaned back, looking at him in surprise.

he chuckled, “didn’t want you hitting your head on the chair..”

your face became slightly flushed, a very soft expression on your face, “thank you”

pepe smiled again, his hand letting go of you and returning to his lap.

“are you going to explain the letters now?”

you tried to not show your shock; but, it appeared on your face before you could control it.

you were praying for the bus to drive faster, you just wanted to go to school and avoid him at every opportunity. its hard to ignore him over text. but, it’s even harder to ignore him in person.

“one more stop” you chanted in your head.

pepe sighed with frustration, “come on..anything? as i said im not mad at all! i just really want an explanation or something! please give me something to grasp!”

you saw the bus begin to pull towards your school, your face relaxing.

“please? something?..” he explained.

the bus stopped, the door’s opening quickly. you looked at him before murmuring a small “bye” and speed walking towards the exit.

you could hear pepe calling your name from behind but decided to sprint to the campus, your adrenaline running.

that was the worst 7 minutes and 34 seconds of your life. (yes you were counting.)

pepe was a guy who was sweet, calm but also expressive, and passionate. he was strong willed and smart and honestly, perfect. he was the guy who every girl has had a crush on before, the guy who would be the best boyfriend and would never fail to impress your family, and just be the guy you’d plan on marrying.

he was all of those things. scratch that, he is all of those things. but because he’s all of those things, you know that it couldn’t work out.

“oh my god, i tried catching up to you but you were running for your life!” gianna said out of breath.

you were panting, still recovering from your very quick run to your class.

“he….was…at���.the…bus…stop.” you let out with many breaths.

gianna’s face lit up in shock and excitement, her hands covering her mouth.

“no way! spill now!”

you went the whole school day on guard, observing carefully to not run into pepe. it was kind of pathetic, even you could admit it. you were practically on edge and running away from him because you knew that it was getting harder and harder to face him. you did not want to confess, hell, you didn’t want to do anything. you wished you could reverse time and stop your 13 year old self from beginning the disturbing trend of writing sappy love letters addressed to him.

gosh, this whole situation really made you feel insane! it was hard to just let it pass without feeling the pain of embarrassment.

“(name)!” gianna called.

“oh hey gigi!” you smiled.

“hey! any updates?”

you sighed before looking her in the eye, “i’ve been avoiding him all day.”

gianna groaned, “oh come on! you can’t ignore him forever!”

“i don’t want to ignore him. it’s getting really hard to do that. i just, gosh, i really just don’t know what to do.”

“i get it. but i also don’t. what are you so afraid of?” gianna questioned.

you wanted to say ‘everything’. it was true. you were scared of hearing his voice tell you that he didn’t feel the same, his reaction when you tell him it’s true, oh god, it seriously was the most embarrassing thing in the world.

“i’m afraid of the truth. i really wanted to hold onto my crush and just peacefully love him.”

gianna frowned before turning to stand in front of you, both of you guys stopping.

“the truth may be scary. you may expect him to not feel the same; but anything’s possible. while i know how crazy those letters are, trust me, i can say for sure that you shouldn’t ignore him anymore. he deserves an explanation.”

gianna was right, and she knew she was too.

with a sigh, you nodded.

to face him after this all is like opening mary poppin’s bag. there’s no certainty at all, and you knew that it was going to be so uncomfortable.

gianna’s eyes began to drift to behind you, your natural instinct telling you to look.

you turned to see pepe standing behind you, a shy expression reflecting on his face.

“good luck!” gianna cheered before walking out the gate.

“gigi!” you shouted.

she began to skip happily, an obvious taunt to your calling.

“gianna!”

you turned around to look back at pepe, who’s hand was touching his neck shyly.

oh god. you were done for. you could tell that he was annoyed, or maybe angry? fear began to make an appearance on your face, your body staying frozen.

“can we talk now?”

[lovecaitlined]

The Sweetest Addiction

A Nico Elena X Christian X Sebastian fic

After completing my nth reread of The Sweetest Oblivion, here’s a new NicoElena fic with a dark twist full of desires…because why choose, right? 🔞🔥 Read it and review it on Wattpad and AO3.

SUMMARY:

Elena Abelli is in heat. Sure, she’s blissfully happy with Nicolas Russo. But her past mistakes have opened her up to the dark world of pleasure and lust. Love and sex are separate. She’s sure Christian Allister agrees, since he knows about Nico and Gianna’s drunken encounter years ago. But what does Sebastian Perez know about her? And why can’t she remember it?

When Gianna gives her a special candy, Elena takes the forbidden fruit. She suddenly awakens in a brand-new haze where all her secret desires can be explored. It’s the sweetest addiction. Besides, who says Russians and Colombians can’t join Italians in the fun?

EXCERPT:

I scream as he comes undone, all sinewy pleasure and swear words, and I feel myself tightening around his shaft so hard that I see stars. He grunts, spilling his seed into me as promised—flooding my insides with so much liquid warmth that the viscous liquid trickles down my thighs. He scoops it up and shoves it back in me, then fucks me a second time. This time, when we both climax, we say each other’s names. As we ride out our last orgasm, I can feel our bodies still; the only sound to be heard is the thumping of our heartbeats.

AO3 • Wattpad

[aurora-reads-books]

Christian x Gianna Incorrect Quotes

GIANNA : 'When I was small-'

CHRISTIAN: *snorts in amusement*

CHRISTIAN: 'Was'

GIANNA:

CHRISTIAN:

GIANNA: 'F-ck you, Allister!'

CHRISTIAN: *smirking* 'Gladly, malyshka.'

[alexesguerra]

The Avian Oracle: (45 Full-Color Cards and 60-Page Guidebook) The Avian Oracle: (45 Full-Color Cards and 60-Page Guidebook) Contributor(s): Kynes, Sandra (Author) , Rini, Gianna (Illustrator) Publisher: Crossed Crow Books ISBN: 1959883615 Physical Info: 2.05" H x 7.01" L x 5.12" W (0.95 lbs) 60 pages Sandra Kynes has lived in New York City, Europe, England, and now mid-coast Maine, where she lives with her family and cats in a mid-19th century farmhouse surrounded by meadows and woods. She loves connecting to nature through gardening, hiking, bird watching, and kayaking. Visit her website at kynes.net. Award-winning photographer and practicing witch Gianna Rini (she/they) is thrilled to be bringing her designs to print with The Avian Oracle. As an avid reader and researcher, Gianna's goal is to bring alive the essence of a book through art as well as text. When not at work, she is often known to be hiding under a pile of blankets, sitting in the dark corners of a candlelit room, or surrounded by foliage. She lives in Chicago. Publisher Marketing: The Avian Oracle takes you on a journey into the cultural history associated with birds as well as their function in religious practices, magic, and ritual. Forty-five birds serve as guides to help interpret and personalize the messages they bring and aid you in discovering how to work with their energy for spells, dream work, and ritual, as well as spiritual and personal growth. Great or small, every bird has its own particular wisdom and magic that can enrich your life. The Avian Oracle brings the reader into the world of birds--their uniqueness and the special affinity humans have with them. For thousands of years, birds have epitomized freedom and served as a symbol of the soul. Because they have been associated with some of the most powerful deities and sometimes represented the Divine, it is no surprise that they touch the soul and bring meaning to people's lives. The book provides background material for understanding the long, historical association humans have had with birds. Regarded as messengers of gods and goddesses, birds were believed to provide information about everyday matters through the ancient art of ornithomancy and many forms of divination. For everyone from Greek and Roman army generals and rulers to ordinary fishermen, birds served as guides that could help in many aspects of life. For the Druids, the Anglo-Saxons, Germanic tribes of Northern Europe, medieval Christian theologians, and Jewish mystics, birds were an integral part of beliefs and practices. Working with The Avian Oracle aids in uniting the personal with the mystical and magical, the mundane with the sacred.

[lexxwithbooks]

📖: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 #2) 🥂💛💵

✍🏽: 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐢

[bookstwipacks]

the maddest obsession quote headers

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[coffeeinthebackpack]

Gianna : “I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy” I would. Pussy.

Gianna : “I’m not gonna sink to their level” I will. Coward.

Gianna : “I’m the bigger person” I’m 150cm tall give me the gun bitch.

[bookishpedia]

Christian, stroking Gianna's hair: You're so tiny and adorable.

Gianna: I could kill you in your sleep.

Christian, with love in his eyes: I know!

[adrianvokov]

christiangianna headers, the maddest obsession.

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[martiae]

from me to you | pepe martí

“all of the girls you’ve loved before, made you the one i’ve fallen for” ♡ (inspired by to all the boys i’ve loved before!)

synopsis: you’ve been in love with your childhood best friend since you were 6. when you were 13, you decided to start writing love letters to him. you never planned on sending them but they somehow made their way to his house?

pairing: pepe marti x reader (y/n) adler | genre: highschool au, smau, fluff, slight angst | warnings: some cursing, suggestive jokes from christian (haha), gianna/gigi is an oc, y/n is kind of irritating because she assumes a lot !!

chapter 2 : the diner

now playing : breaking news — flowerovlove

you sighed before putting your phone down on the table, your anxiety rising as you realize what you’re doing at this place.

after gianna left you alone with pepe after school, you were able to steer both of your guys ways to this diner.

it gave you more time to plan your words, no, your sentences. you needed to make sure you didn’t say anything that you’ll regret. obviously pepe was mad, his face has told you a lot.

your thoughts were put on pause when you saw a strawberry milkshake be carefully placed in front of you. you glanced up and saw the small smile on his face. he carefully slid into the booth, facing you directly as he pulled his milkshake towards himself.

“um..” you let out.

his eyes dart towards yours, his eyebrows raising.

“thank you. i could’ve paid for myself” you thanked.

a small smile appeared on his face, his head softly shaking.

“you could’ve, but, i didn’t want you to” he said.

your stomach turned, your eyes lingering on his face as he sipped his milkshake.

it was true, all of what you wrote. you can’t remember everything but you still feel as if those things and feelings are true. they definitely still exist too.

“so..” he let out, his posture straightening as he put his elbows on the table.

his eyes had the certain sparkle to them, the very pretty one. he looked at you with an intense gaze, his face looking more neutral.

“after forcing me to get you a milkshake..will you finally speak?”

your mouth opened in surprise, a small smile appearing on your face.

“force?” you asked, a small chuckle coming out.

“i think i chose the right word. you said nothing but ‘follow me’ after i asked you if we could talk about it!” he replied with a smile.

well he wasn’t necessarily wrong. but you didn’t expect him to follow you, or pay for your food, or look at you with such an endearing expression.

“well..what do you want to talk about?” you coughed out guiltily.

a grin appeared on his face, his head tilting to stare at you more efficiently.

“were those letters real?”

“i’m not sure what letters you’re talking about. maybe if you considered telling me what they said id be able to respond effectively” you responded.

“you’re like a robot” he said with a laugh.

you shrugged your shoulders, biting your straw to try to not show your utter fear.

pepe’s face became slightly red, his eyes not meeting yours.

“what? what’d they say?” you asked with genuine concern.

you felt the embarrassment a mile away. if pepe was getting second hand embarrassment, you didn’t even want to know.

“nevermind! don’t say it! please i rather not hear it..” you interjected.

he finally looked at you, sensing you about to say more.

“look, i haven’t written a single letter since sophomore year. i don’t even want to know what it said but just know that it’s most likely really old! and not important or relevant anymore.” you explained with a loud sigh.

“it’s not relevant anymore?” he asked.

“yeah probably not. i totally forgot what i was talking about in those things” you said with a very fake chuckle.

“oh…” he let out, an unreadable expression on his face.

“so, don’t worry about it anymore!” you reassured.

“alright..” he said with a hint of uncertainty.

you knew it was wrong to lie. you knew that lying was something you didn’t really want to do; however, lying was the only realistic thing to do.

often times, the things we can’t say are the most important.

you wish you could say that you were in love with him. but, you couldn’t.

you know that you never could confess to him. confessing to him meant that you’d have to move on, and that was something that you knew would never happen. liking him in silence was the best option, and your original option.

you guys quickly began to catch up, his voice and laugh and attentiveness making your heart skip a beat.

it was nice: when things were like this. his laughter filling your ears, your conversation never ending, and the reason why you guys were here seemingly being unimportant.

“you didn’t have to walk me home” you told, a small smile appearing nevertheless.

pepe smiled back, “the sun is setting. what kind of guy would let a girl walk home alone?”

“a normal guy” you replied back.

“well i am not normal”

yeah. he isn’t a ‘normal’ guy. that’s why things between you two can never happen.

when you both reached your front porch, you turned to face him.

“your house still looks the same!” he exclaimed

you giggled, “of course. you know that my mom hates changing things”

pepe laughed, “yeah. you’re right about that one.”

“pepe! is that you?” a voice called.

“oh speaking of her!” you let out with an amused chuckle.

“oh! good evening tía!”

“pepe! oh wow look at you, you look so handsome!” your mom sang as she approached him.

“thank you..” he shyly nodded.

“come over for dinner someday, okay?” she said with a smile.

pepe nodded with a small smile, “i will”

your mom nodded with a pleased expression, slowly putting her hand on your shoulder.

“it’s cold out. let’s go inside now”

“alright!” you said.

“see you again tía! bye (name)” pepe waved.

your mom waved and you said goodbye, a warm smile appearing on your face.

“it’s been a while since i’ve seen pepe. it’s nice to see him. bring him over for dinner sometime” your mom commented.

“yeah, okay.” you agreed.

it has been a while. i guess it wouldn’t hurt to invite him over again.

[poshinafakealand]

(translation: you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen)

[stydiaeverafter]

The part in Maddest Obsession where Christian tells Gianna about the story of Andromeda as they gaze at the stars together, knowing he’s doing his best to give her strength and comfort in the moment, is everything and literally had me S O B B I N G. 

Ἀνδρομέδη - “Ruler of Men”

[aidenelsas]