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legacydowney94 · 14 days ago

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Modern AU Benelope. Plot Bunny for Adoption.

Eloise’s POV

Eloise sat cross-legged on the living room couch, half-watching reruns of The Great British Bake Off and half-scrolling through memes on her phone. The hum of the dishwasher in the background and the distant sound of Violet talking on the phone made everything feel… normal.

Until Penelope’s name lit up on her screen.

She tapped the message open—and froze.

Nightshade is here—he’s lost it. He broke in. I’m in my room with the door blocked. I don’t feel safe. Send Anthony and Benedict.

Her phone nearly slipped from her hand. Her breath caught. For a second, everything went silent.

She stood up so fast the blanket wrapped around her legs hit the floor.

“Eloise?” Violet called from the kitchen, noticing her sudden movement. “What’s wrong?”

Eloise’s voice was sharp and shaking as she yelled,

“Anthony! Benedict! I need you—now!”

Her mother appeared in the doorway, concern etched across her face. “Eloise, what—?”

“She’s in danger,” Eloise said, holding up her phone with trembling fingers. “Penelope. Her ex is there. He broke in. She’s locked in her room and she’s terrified. She said she doesn’t feel safe.”

Even before she’d finished yelling, heavy footsteps thundered down the hall.

Anthony appeared first, eyes scanning her face. “Eloise, what is it? What happened?”

She turned the phone toward him, voice trembling. “It’s Penelope. Her ex is at her place, he broke in—she’s locked in her room and says she doesn’t feel safe. She asked for you and Benedict.”

Benedict was right behind him, already pulling his hoodie over his head. “We’re going.”

Anthony’s jaw tightened.

Benedict grabbed the keys off the entry table without missing a beat.

The front door slammed behind them, the engine roaring to life a moment later as they peeled out of the driveway.

Penelope’s POV

Penelope pressed her back against the cold, hard wall of her bedroom, her breath shallow and uneven. She was still clutching her phone, eyes locked on the screen as if she could somehow will the words to make everything feel… safe. But nothing felt safe.

Nightshade is here—he’s lost it. He broke in. I’m in my room with the door blocked. I don’t feel safe. Send Anthony and Benedict.

She’d typed the words and hit send, but now her fingers were shaking too much to hold the phone steady. The weight of the lock she’d thrown on the door felt like nothing against the fury she knew was waiting on the other side. His shouts—his threats—hadn’t stopped since he’d shown up at the house, pounding on the door, demanding she let him in.

She hadn’t responded. She couldn’t.

It wasn’t just her safety she was worried about. It was what he might do if he saw her trying to call for help.

Her pulse raced, each second dragging into what felt like an eternity. The silence of her room felt unnatural, like the world outside had come to a standstill. Was Eloise texting her brothers right now? Were they already on their way? She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining their faces, the strength of their resolve. They would come. They always did. They wouldn’t leave her alone like this.

But the sound of her ex’s fists slamming against her bedroom door broke through her thoughts, bringing her back to the present.

Penelope’s eyes darted around the room, searching for anything that might help, though she knew it was hopeless. She had nothing here—no weapons, no escape. The only thing she could rely on were Anthony and Benedict. They’ll be here soon. They’ll get him out of here. They’ll protect me.

Her body trembled, whether from fear or the cold she couldn’t tell. All she knew was that she needed them. She needed their strength, their presence.

She took a deep breath, steadying herself, then she saw the text from Eloise:

They’re coming. Just hold on.

The sound of footsteps outside her room had her heart racing again. She shoved the phone under the pillow and pressed her back harder against the wall in her closet, trying to hold her breath. The door wasn’t going to hold forever, but it had to hold long enough. Just long enough until Anthony and Benedict arrived.

Penelope sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, heart pounding so hard she feared it might escape her chest. The room felt small and suffocating, even though she had barricaded herself in, the heavy dresser blocking the door and the chair wedged beneath the handle. She had to keep breathing, keep still—make no noise.

Her eyes flickered to the cracked window, the faint glow of the streetlamp outside cutting through the darkness. She couldn’t hear much over the sound of her own pulse ringing in her ears, but she could feel the weight of the air—the tension—seeping through the room.

For a moment, everything was silent.

Then it came.

A low hum of an engine. Faint at first, almost drowned out by her racing thoughts, but unmistakable. Penelope’s breath hitched as her muscles tensed, her body instinctively pulling itself tighter into the corner.

The engine revved, a car slowing to a stop outside. She didn’t need to look. She knew. Anthony and Benedict.

Her heart stuttered in her chest. They were here. They were close.

She heard the screech of tires—the car door slamming. And then, footsteps, heavy and purposeful. They were coming toward her front porch.

The sound was unmistakable. The certainty in their step. No one else walked like that.

But she couldn’t relax—not yet. She forced herself to stay still, to wait. Every second felt like an eternity.

And then, she heard it.

Benedict’s voice.

Penelope’s breath caught in her throat. She knew his voice better than her own heartbeat, but in this moment, it felt like a lifeline she could almost reach out and grasp.

“Get away from the door,” Benedict’s voice rang out, sharp and filled with an authority that made her chest tighten. The sound of it made the air around her feel lighter, but only for a moment. His presence, even from a distance, soothed something deep inside her, though she couldn’t allow herself to relax just yet. Not with everything that had happened.

Her fingers curled around her phone, almost as though she needed the tangible connection to him, as if hearing him made it real. Benedict was here. They were both here. For her.

But the danger was still there. She couldn’t let herself lose focus.

Her ex’s voice shot back, a harsh, low growl of defiance that didn’t shake her. It was Benedict’s voice that made her feel both hopeful and terrified all at once.

She exhaled slowly, pressing her ear against the wall as she strained to hear. Her ex’s footsteps were moving away now, retreating down the hallway, but Penelope didn’t dare leave her room just yet. Not until she heard the one sound she’d been waiting for—the sound of the front door opening.

Anthony’s POV

Anthony hadn’t even put the car in park before Benedict was out the door. The tires screeched against the curb as he killed the engine and jumped out after him, heart hammering in his chest. Penelope’s street was dark—too quiet—but her porch light was on, flickering slightly like it hadn’t been changed in weeks. He could hear raised voices before he even got to the steps.

Benedict was already there, standing between the door and him—Penelope’s ex. The man looked wild, unhinged, yelling something Anthony didn’t even bother processing. All he saw was Benedict’s jaw locked tight, fists clenched at his sides, body radiating barely restrained fury.

“Get the hell out of here,” Benedict growled, low and dangerous.

Her ex took one step toward them—and Benedict stepped forward without hesitation, his presence enough to make the guy falter.

Anthony moved to Benedict’s side, silently daring the man to try anything. Her ex’s confidence crumbled in the face of two Bridgertons, and when Benedict took one more step, the man turned and fled, muttering curses under his breath as he disappeared down the street.

Only when the sound of his retreating footsteps faded did Anthony hear it: the faint creak of movement from inside the house.

Benedict’s hand shot out, knocking twice against the bedroom door. “Penelope?” His voice was quieter now. Steady, but gentler. “It’s us. You’re safe. He’s gone.”

There was silence on the other side.

Then a soft, dragging sound—furniture being moved.

Anthony stepped back instinctively, letting Benedict take the lead as the bedroom door finally cracked open.

And there she was.

Penelope’s hair was disheveled, her eyes wide and glassy with unshed tears. Her cheek was red, bruised in a way that made Anthony’s stomach twist.

But Benedict—he didn’t react with rage. Not now. He softened. Everything about him shifted the moment he saw her.

“Hey,” he said, gently, barely above a whisper. “You’re alright now. I promise.”

Penelope blinked up at him, her bottom lip trembling. And without another word, she stepped forward—right into Benedict’s chest.

He caught her instantly, arms wrapping around her, holding her like she might shatter. “I’ve got you,” he murmured into her hair, his hand cupping the back of her head protectively. “I’ve got you, Nel.”

Anthony looked away, giving them the moment. He felt like he was standing on holy ground—something unspoken and sacred blooming between them.

The night had been chaotic.

But in that doorway, under the flickering porch light, all Anthony saw was peace settling in Benedict’s arms.

And Penelope, finally letting herself fall into it.

Penelope’s POV

Penelope didn’t realize she was holding her breath until she heard the knock—two soft raps against the wood. Not aggressive. Not impatient. Just… steady.

“Penelope?”

Her heart jumped.

That voice.

Benedict.

Her body went still, every muscle tightening in a different way now—not from fear, but from something deeper. Familiar. Steady. His voice had always carried that low, commanding warmth that made her feel like she could exhale again. Tonight, it broke through the fog of panic.

“It’s us,” he said again. “You’re safe. He’s gone.”

Penelope’s hands trembled where they clutched the chair still wedged under the doorknob. Her legs ached from holding that position too long, her back was tight from pressing against the wall. But now… now there was a crack of light breaking through.

She pressed her ear gently against the door, just to hear his voice again.

“Take your time, love,” he said, a little quieter. “But we’re right here.”

Love.

The word was barely more than a breath—but it undid her.

Penelope sniffled, tears slipping down her cheeks as she forced herself to move. She nudged the chair away, her movements clumsy, her breath shaky. Her shoulder throbbed from where she’d slammed the door shut earlier, but she ignored the pain. All that mattered was reaching that voice.

The dresser groaned as she slid it back just enough. Her fingers fumbled with the lock.

And then the door opened.

The moment she saw him—Benedict standing tall, eyes locked on hers, concern written all over his face—something in her cracked wide open. She didn’t speak. She couldn’t.

She just moved.

Straight into his arms.

He caught her like he always would—solid, strong, sure—and pulled her in tight. His hand found the back of her head, gently cradling her like she was made of glass.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, his voice a lifeline. “You’re safe now, Nel. I’ve got you.”

For the first time that night, her breath hitched not from fear… but from relief.

She closed her eyes and let herself fall into him completely.

Benedict’s POV

Benedict didn’t let go.

Not when Penelope finally stepped into his arms.

Not when she buried her face into his chest like she was trying to disappear.

Not even when Anthony quietly said, “Come on, let’s get her home.”

Home.

That word hit different now.

Anthony drove, saying nothing. He didn’t need to. The tension in the air said everything for them. The anger hadn’t fully drained from Benedict’s body—it simmered just beneath the surface, like embers waiting to be stoked again. But Penelope’s shaking limbs in his lap took priority.

She sat curled against him in the back seat, arms wrapped tightly around his torso, face pressed into his shirt. He kept one arm around her shoulders and the other resting protectively on her thigh, anchoring her to him.

Every few seconds, he’d glance down just to make sure she was still breathing steady. That she was really there.

“Are you cold?” he murmured.

She shook her head.

“Hurting?”

Another shake, but her fingers tightened around his shirt.

His jaw clenched.

He hated this.

He hated that he hadn’t been there sooner. That she’d had to send a code. That she’d been barricaded behind a door while that bastard screamed outside it. That she’d even needed him at all.

He pressed a soft kiss into her hair without thinking. “You’re alright now. I’ve got you. You don’t have to let go unless you want to.”

Her response was to bury herself deeper into him.

They pulled into the Bridgerton driveway just as the porch light flicked on. Violet and Eloise were waiting—both of them pacing until the headlights caught their figures.

Anthony barely shifted the gear into park before Violet was at the car.

Benedict didn’t move.

Eloise came around to his side and opened the door slowly. “Pen?” her voice was soft, eyes wide and glassy. “You’re okay?”

Penelope lifted her head only slightly, enough for Eloise to see her red eyes and bruised cheek before she tucked back into Benedict’s shoulder.

Eloise blinked hard. “Come inside. Both of you.”

Benedict nodded and shifted to help Penelope out. She didn’t loosen her grip until they were inside, in the warmth and soft lighting of the Bridgerton house, with Violet already guiding them toward the sitting room.

Still, she never let go of his hand.

And Benedict never once thought about pulling away.

Violet’s POV

Violet stood just outside the sitting room doorway, one hand loosely clutching the edge of her cardigan, the other pressed gently to her heart.

She’d seen Benedict wear a hundred expressions in his lifetime—rebellious and bold, confident and charismatic, always witty, always lighthearted. He was a free spirit, unbothered by the weight of society, always dancing at the edge of rules and expectations. But the look on his face now was something else entirely.

His eyes, usually so full of mischief and untamed joy, were soft. Watchful.

His hand never left Penelope’s back as they sat together on the couch, his thumb tracing slow, absentminded circles over her shoulder blade. She clung to him like he was the only solid thing left in her world—and not once did he pull away. Not once did he let her go.

Violet exhaled slowly. There was nothing performative about it. No grand declarations. Just instinct. Protection. Love.

“She didn’t want to sit unless he was beside her,” Anthony said quietly, stepping beside their mother.

“I noticed,” Violet replied, her voice low. She didn’t take her eyes off them. “And he hasn’t let go of her once since they arrived.”

“He won’t,” Anthony said. There was something almost reverent in his voice, like he was letting Violet in on a long-held secret. “Because he’s in love with her.”

Violet turned to look at him fully, her eyes wide with realization. “Oh…”

A quiet, breathy giggle broke the moment.

Eloise, standing a step behind them, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave them both a knowing look. “Well, that makes two of them then.”

Violet’s brows rose. “Penelope?”

Eloise nodded, her voice warm. “She’s been in love with him for years. Just never thought she was… enough.”

Anthony shook his head, his gaze drifting back to the pair on the couch. “If only she knew the way he looks at her. Like the world begins and ends with her breath.”

Violet’s heart ached—in that full, bittersweet way it always did when she realized her children were growing into the kind of love she and Edmund had shared.

“They’ll figure it out,” she murmured. “When the timing is right.”

Inside the sitting room, Benedict gently adjusted the blanket around Penelope’s shoulders and whispered something only she could hear. Her lips curved into the faintest smile.

Violet smiled too.

Maybe the timing was already beginning.

Benedict’s POV

Benedict heard the soft murmur of his family’s voices beyond the sitting room, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away from Penelope. His hand remained on her back, his thumb moving in slow, calming circles over her skin as he tried to ground them both in the quiet that filled the space between them.

He hadn’t planned for any of this. Not the way his chest tightened when she leaned into him, as though she couldn’t bear to be apart, nor the overwhelming sense of calm that settled in his bones just from having her close. She was safe here with him, and somehow, he was more certain of that than he’d ever been of anything in his life.

She’d been through so much, and yet here she was, nestled against him, her shoulders relaxing in his embrace. He could feel the weight of her uncertainty, the way she questioned her worth, and it broke him. She had no idea how utterly enough she was.

His mind drifted back to the words his family had spoken just outside the room—Anthony’s quiet admission, Eloise’s knowing tone. It struck him like a lightning bolt: they had all seen it. The way he looked at her. The way his heart had grown to fit her in it, slowly, but irrevocably. They were right, though. Penelope didn’t realize just how much she meant to him, how he saw the entire world in her eyes.

He looked at her now, feeling the quiet intensity of their connection. There was no need for grand gestures or declarations. Not now. Not when everything was already written in the way his hand never left her side, in the way she let him hold her. The timing didn’t matter—this, what they shared, was something that was always meant to be.

Benedict leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, just loud enough for only Penelope to hear, “You’re safe with me, Penelope. I’ll always protect you, no matter what. I’ll be your constant, your safe place.”

Her eyes softened, a hint of vulnerability in them, and for a moment, he felt as though she could see right through him. Then, as if she had heard everything in those few words, her lips curved into the faintest of smiles.

It was small—almost imperceptible—but to him, it was everything. It told him she believed him, just for that moment, and perhaps that was enough for now.

Benedict brushed a strand of hair from her face, his heart thudding in his chest as he watched her. In this moment, with her there beside him, he knew without a doubt—this was where he was meant to be. She was enough, more than enough, and she always had been. And one day, when the timing was right, he would make sure she knew that.

Anthony’s POV

Anthony lingered in the doorway of the sitting room, his eyes still on Benedict and Penelope. The sight before him was simple, yet something about it made his chest tighten. There was no hiding the tenderness in the way Benedict held Penelope, as if he had never intended to let go, as if he had finally found the one thing that grounded him in a world full of chaos. And for her? Penelope seemed to have found that same anchor in him.

He could hear his mother and Eloise whispering just behind him, but he barely acknowledged their presence. His thoughts were solely on his brother and Penelope, who seemed to be the only ones in the room that mattered at this moment.

“Let them be,” he said quietly, turning to look at his mother and sister. His voice was soft, but there was an authority in it that made both of them pause. “They don’t need anyone hovering. Not right now.”

Violet exchanged a glance with Eloise, her eyes soft but understanding. She nodded, as did Eloise, both retreating without protest. Anthony appreciated their respect, but part of him knew it was more than just respecting his wishes—it was understanding how important this moment was for Benedict and Penelope.

It was clear, even without words, that this was a new chapter in their lives. A chapter they’d all watched unfold, some of them more patiently than others.

An hour later, Anthony returned to the sitting room, his footsteps soft against the floorboards. He peeked in, unable to stop himself from checking on them. His gaze immediately fell to the couch, where Benedict was still holding Penelope. She was nestled against him, her head resting on his chest, her breath steady and peaceful.

Benedict’s hand, ever the protector, was curled around her waist as though he were afraid she might vanish if he let go. His face was relaxed, his eyes closed, and for the first time in what felt like forever, Anthony saw his brother at peace.

There was no bravado, no flirtation, no distraction. Just Benedict, completely consumed by the girl in his arms. And Penelope, so utterly trusting, so calm, her fingers lightly brushing his arm as if to reassure herself he wasn’t going anywhere.

Anthony couldn’t help the small, knowing smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth. He was proud of his brother. Proud of the way Benedict had always been unapologetically himself, and yet now, in this moment, he had given his heart to someone who deserved it more than anyone.

It was a rare thing, this kind of love. The kind that didn’t need grand gestures or proclamations. It was quiet, steady, and unspoken. It was enough just to be in each other’s presence.

With a final, soft look, Anthony stepped back into the hallway, pulling the door shut behind him with the gentlest of clicks.

They were fine. They didn’t need anyone else.

Not tonight.

———————————————————————

Eloise, Penelope and Daphne Friendship. Protective Big Brother Anthony and Simon. Protective Benedict .

Benedict is a softie for Penelope. Falling in Love. Banter and Teasing. Flirting. Humor and Sarcasm. Sassy Penelope. Bridgertons Being Bridgertons. Hyacinth knows all and is a menace. Violet knows everything. Drunk Anthony and Benedict are adorable and funny.

Smut. Cuddles. Family Feels. A Pinch of Angst. HEA. Chaotic Bridgertons. Chaos Everywhere. Friends to Lovers. Forehead Kisses. Happy Ending.

#ao3 fanfic #fanfic #plot bunny for adoption #anthony bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #eloise bridgerton #penelope featherington #benedict bridgerton/penelope featherington #violet bridgerton #benelope

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disneyprincemuke · 1 year ago

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episode 1: old scars and future hearts [fast times and fast nights]

featured: kelly piquet, max verstappen, daniil kvyat, jupiter nightshade, venus nightshade, roxanne castle, fernando alonso

word count: 3498

kelly piquet and max verstappen? no, there was a time — for several years — that it was kelly piquet and daniil kvyat. while they were never on the grid simultaneously, they were always together, be it when daniil was in the toro rosso or red bull, or kelly when she was in the williams or the red bull. it came as a shock to everyone when they announced their split. because, well, they have a kid: a bright, beautiful and sweet girl named penelope. what business did max verstappen have being involved with red bull driver, kelly piquet, right after the end of that relationship?

kelly piquet (red bull driver): daniil and i split a very long time ago. we are doing great at co-parenting penelope. she understands that we no longer live in the same house. she has handled it very well up to now, even with the addition of max into our little family. it should be a good sign, but it's kind of worrying, realistically.

→ daniil’s apartment, january 2024

penelope lies across the sofa with her head on daniil's lap as they watch the program on the television screen. penelope lifts her head and turns to lie on her stomach, resting her cheek on his clothed lap and looks up at him.

"are you coming with mummy and me to bahrain?"

"aw, p," daniil sighs, brushing away the hair that's fallen on her face. "you know i don't work in formula 1 anymore, right? i race other cars now."

"yeah," penelope sighs. "but you used to come with me to mummy's races."

"uncle max will take you with him," daniil laughs. it's funny because they'd just had this same conversation last night right before she fell asleep. perhaps it was the sleepiness taking over her and now she doesn't remember the conversation ever happening?

or maybe she's asking one more time for good measure.

penelope purses her lips and raises an eyebrow. "uncle max isn't my new daddy, is he?"

"do you not like him? i thought mummy said you were getting along well?"

"i do." she scrambles to sit up and sighs, throwing her head back. "what am i going to do while mummy is racing? what if i get bored? there's no one to play with!"

"silly!" daniil laughs, hands grabbing her stomach to tickle her. penelope shrieks, shrivelling up into a ball as she tries to fight his hands. "uncle max will be with you!”

max verstappen (head of rbr advertising, kelly piquet’s boyfriend): the goal isn’t to be her dad. she already has one, so that’s not what i’m here for. but we do get along well! she’s a very lovely kid.

daniil kvyat: p always talks about max and how much fun he is. she’s always liked him in the red bull garage, so there’s no hard feelings there.

→ max’s condo complex, january 2024

“maxie!” penelope shrieks, throwing her arms around max’s legs.

“oh, hey, mate,” daniil greets him with a handshake and a hug. “how’s everything been?”

max smiles. “pretty good!” he looks down at penelope. “did you have fun at your dad’s, p?”

penelope nods before running into his apartment. “yeah! we went to the water park!” she holds her arms out. “where’s the cats?”

“p, be gentle with the cats!” daniil calls out into the apartment before looking at max apologetically. “i’m sorry, mate. she really missed the cats. even begged me to get one so that she’d have cats in two homes.”

max presses his lips together. “it’s a trap. don’t get cats, mate. they’re amazing, but god.”

daniil laughs, handing max penelope’s bag. “i seriously considered it for a while! but i won’t be around much, so it seems cruel.”

“i know what you mean,” max grins. “i saw you’re driving for prema this year in wec! congrats, mate!”

“it’s exciting! how’s the red bull car?”

max shrugs. “haven’t seen it yet. next week, maybe. right before the public launch.”

daniil sighs. “well, i’ve got to run. i’ll see you next weekend to pick her up! be safe!”

daniil kvyat: we’re all adults. no reason to harbour feelings just because he’s with my ex-girlfriend.

❝do you think penelope will try and be a racer herself like her mum? or do you reckon she’s got no interest in the racing scene like both of you?❞

kelly piquet: preferably not! [laughs] it’s such a cutthroat sport — i’d prefer if she didn’t subject herself to this kind of stress. but i’ll support her if she wants to.

→ daniil's apartment, january 2024

penelope jumps off the couch. "can we watch tv?"

daniil walks out of the kitchen with two cups, both filled with orange juice. he walks over to the small girl cuddled up on the couch in her pyjamas with a stuffed kangaroo. "what do you feel like watching, p?"

"can we rewatch one of mummy's races?" penelope asks, slowly moving to hang her head at the edge of the couch. "i want to watch the one where she's racing against auntie jupiter."

daniil kvyat (prema driver for wec, kelly piquet's ex-boyfriend): p has been very fond of jupiter since they met in the garage of the red bull a couple years ago. to p, jupiter is the world champion of her era. she loves roxanne, sure, but she sees jupiter in a whole different light. jupiter and i are on good terms – doesn't really matter to me if p spends time with her.

kelly piquet: actually, i don't want my kid around jupiter. i don't need my sweet baby taking after her recklessness.

jupiter nightshade (red bull driver, 4-time world champion): baby penelope, oscar and i love playing with hot wheels in my garage – i let her win all the time. oscar, though, is quite ruthless.

oscar piastri (mechanical engineering major at the university of bristol, jupiter nightshade's boyfriend): [giggling softly with a hand over his mouth] it's funny. i'm the reigning champion in our hot wheels competition. p doesn't mind, though. she's a good sport.

→ silverstone gp, 2023

jupiter sighs, dropping to her knees as she wraps her arms around the young girl. penelope scrunches face face as her hands come up to cover her eyes. behind them, oscar pumps his fist into the air, hopping over to the pair on the ground.

jupiter whirls around slightly, swatting at her dancing boyfriend. she shoots him a glare and gestures at the sobbing girl in her arms.

he clears his throat and wipes the smile from his face. he purses his lips together as he faces the crying girl. "aw, p! i thought you said it was okay if uncle ozzy won?" oscar coos, tapping her shoulder lightly. "do you want to play a second round? i'm sure i won out of pure luck."

penelope peeks from jupiter's shoulder with a hand on her lips. "yes."

oscar piastri: that's what she said to me when we first started playing. how was i supposed to kn– [throws his arms into his lap and sighs heavily] i'm not very good with kids.

kelly piquet: oscar, i like. he's an honest kid. he's the kind of influence i want p around. but i don't know... him with jupiter? she's a bad influence on him. but for some reason, i can't keep p away from her.

→ bahrain, pre-season testing, 2024

max walks into the red bull racing home, a bag over his shoulder with a tiny hand wrapped around his. he looks down at the younger girl and shakes her hand. “excited to visit mummy at work?”

penelope, with one hand on the railings and the other locked in max’s, stomps up the stairs as she hums happily. “yes! i wanna try on mummy’s new helmet. and the car! yeah, her car!”

he laughs, grabbing both her hands and lifting her into the air for the last few steps. he puts her down at the top of the steps and drops her hands. “we can watch from mummy’s garage with uncle christian!”

“you mean grandpa christian!” penelope giggles with a hand in her mouth. she whirls around towards the long hallway stretch and screeches. she takes off, screaming for her auntie jupiter, stopping right by her door.

“p, shouldn’t we find mummy first?”

max could hear kelly’s relentless reminders to him this morning before she had left their hotel room. make sure penelope doesn't find jupiter. but she is a five-year-old: there is no way he will drag her into the politics of everything.

“but we’re already here!” she balls her hands into fists, winding her arm back to start knocking on the door.

but the door opens before she can try and grab jupiter’s attention. a taller figure towers over her, immediately swooping her up into their arms. “baby penelope!”

she screeches and writhes in laughter when fingers dig into the side of her stomach. “auntie jupiter!”

“i thought i heard your tiny little feet against the floor,” jupiter giggles, promptly putting her back on the ground. she drops to her knees to meet the girl’s height and keeps a hand on her back. “how have you been? did you miss me?”

“is uncle ozzy here?” penelope cranes her neck to try and get a glance inside the room. “i brought cookies!”

jupiter looks behind her, finding max smiling at her politely with a paper bag in his hands. “we bought them on the way.”

“uncle ozzy will be here later,” jupiter smiles. “did you enjoy the holidays?”

“yes! i had two christmases!” penelope beams, holding two fingers up to emphasise her point. “i had so many presents!”

jupiter tilts her head. “what new toys did you get?”

penelope’s eyes widen, shaking excitedly in her arms. “i got a new hot wheels set. can we play later?” she grabs the sleeve of jupiter’s shirt. “please? with uncle ozzy? i won’t cry this time.”

the driver laughs. “of course! i spent christmas with uncle ozzy in melbourne. he’s got this koala stuffy that we bought for you; i’ll give it to you later, okay?”

penelope claps, nodding. “okay!”

jupiter nightshade: my dislike for piquet has absolutely nothing to do with baby penelope. daniil and i were teammates a while back, so that also helped, i guess. and how can you not love baby penelope? she is absolutely adorable and delightful! i've got two siblings of my own – both considerably younger than i am – so that experience really helps with my budding friendship with penelope.

venus nightshade (sophomore ferrari driver): my name is venus nightshade – i'm jupiter nightshade's little sister. this is my second year in formula one and i drive with ferrari.

→ monaco gp, 2023

mercedes team radio sonnet pham: it looks like they're going to sacrifice little nightshade

❝venus nightshade, the pole sitter for the baku track finds herself crossing the chequered flag in p5 after a late pitstop. while her teammate, veteran, natalia bunbury won the monaco gp, with fellow rookie, aella gutierrez just three seconds behind in the mclaren.❞

venus stands by the red bull racing home, hands over her eyes as she looks up hopelessly at her older sister. “i don’t understand. i could have converted that pole to a win.”

“they didn’t pit you when your tyres have deteriorated?” jupiter presses her palm against her forehead, pushing her hair away from her face. she has a hand on her hip as she turns away to start pacing. “that’s so stupid! christian never would have missed that!”

“i had no grip on the track so i spun out at the corner.” the younger girl drops her head with a frown. “i’m sorry.”

jupiter halts where she is. she turns around sharply and raises an eyebrow. “why are you apologising?”

venus, with tears in her eyes just sighs. she looks away and turns away from jupiter. “i feel kinda hopeless. i can’t go against the team.”

“yes, you can,” jupiter scoffs with a raised eyebrow. “do you want me to talk to them? fred’s gonna get an–“

“piter,” venus sighs tiredly, shaking her head. “don’t. i’m already talked about enough because i’m related to you.”

“but venus-”

“jupiter,” venus repeats her name in a firmer tone. jupiter finally takes a look at her younger sister and there’s a certain assuredness to her that makes her stand down. “don’t do anything. stay out of this.”

the red bull driver’s shoulder slumps slightly with a soft sigh. she holds her hands up to surrender to venus’s wishes. “okay.”

but when you know you’ve got the power to make at least one person’s life better, you’d do it, right? especially when that person is your little sister trying to make a name for herself in the same sport you’re in? you’d want to see her succeed as much as you have.

→ bahrain gp, 2024

“what the fuck, jupiter! i told you to stay out of it!” venus shrieks, throwing her arms into the air. “i’m only a rookie – what right have i got to demand being prioritised over nat?”

jupiter rolls her eyes with an exasperated sigh. “i didn’t tell fred to ‘prioritise’ you. i told him to get his shit together before he loses a good rookie.”

“that’s the same thing!” venus runs her hands through her hair, laughing dryly as she tugs at her roots. “i told you to stay out of it! that’s something i can only say if i can prove to the team that i’m worth considering for the long term.”

“you’ve proved yourself enough,” jupiter answers, shooting her sister an incredulous stare. “you’re almost always on par with nat every weekend. i was trying to help!”

“well, you didn’t! now everyone thinks i’m trying to use my world-champion sister for an easy way out!”

“who said that to you? tell me.”

“jupiter! you don’t get it!”

jupiter nightshade: i was just trying to help her out. i mean, it’s been an ongoing problem with ferrari, right? i can’t speak for nat, but now that my sister’s on the team… how could i have not?

venus nightshade: it’s not the imagine i want everyone to have of me. i want to be respected and climb my way up just like everybody else. i don’t want to use my relation with jupiter to get there.

roxanne castle (aston martin driver, 2-time world champion): i get where venus is coming from, but also jupiter’s side of things. when i started as a rookie, nando was already a driver in f1. he tried his best to make my transition into the sport easier by pulling strings and doing whatever he could. sure, i got a lot of flack for it, but in his eyes, he just wanted to help.

❝reports say that roxanne castle and fernando alonso were avoiding one another at the paddocks today. could the rumours that fernando was pulling strings behind the scenes come to fruition? is it safe to say that it’s coming between their relationship?❞

❝some staff members of ferrari say that they heard screaming and fighting coming from fernando alonso’s driver’s room.❞

fernando alonso (2-time world champion): just wanted to see my wife (then girlfriend) succeed. [shrugs] what did you expect me to do?

— breaking: fernando alonso announces retirement from formula 1 at the end of the 2023 season.

— breaking: daniel ricciardo to drive for aston martin in 2024

— breaking: red bull junior driver, charlotte miller, promoted to the alphatauri team after ricciardo’s departure

→ abu dhabi gp, 2023

❝this is your last race in your very long career in formula 1. how do you feel?❞

fernando slightly frowns, glancing at roxanne at the far end of the couch. “pretty good, actually. but, i won’t disappear altogether — i’m helping aston martin with car developments and other things with the car.”

he hears an exasperated sigh from the other end of the couch. he moves slightly and laughs at his wife rolling her eyes.

“she is not very happy with my retirement.”

roxanne picks up her mic and wipes a tear from her eye. “i like being teammates with him.”

fernando grins. “i think i will miss her more than i miss racing.”

→ parc ferme, abu dhabi, 2023

❝we bid goodbye to yet another racing legend, fernando alonso. there he is, embracing his teammate and wife, roxanne castle right by their cars.❞

roxanne pulls away, tears now falling out of her eyes. “i’m going to miss you, my love.”

“i’m not going anywhere,” fernando laughs, cupping her cheeks. “i will be with you in the garage!”

“not every weekend,” roxanne frowns. “it’s what i’ve gotten used to.”

“mi amor,” fernando pulls her into his arms again. “do not worry. i am your designated bag holder every time i am here.”

it’s not easy, as they’ve reiterated numerous times, to be romantically involved and be racing one another on the track. somehow, they did manage to see it through — they’re married now, duh. but fighting on the track in separate teams is different from being teammates.

— breaking: fernando alonso set to replace sebastian vettel in aston martin

roxanne castle: it was a pretty good transition. i think if we were teammates when we were younger, we never would have gotten married.

fernando alonso: she’s right. when i was approached by aston martin, i thought it was a joke. i mean… putting me up against my wife? that has got to be some kind of twisted prank, right? but at that point in our lives — and career — we were mature enough to separate it from our marriage.

racing alongside one another… does that remind you of somebody else?

— f3 prema drivers, aella gutierrez and logan sargeant, teammates turned lovers?

— breaking: aella gutierrez in the running for top 3 in the drivers’ championship after singapore gp podium

but that’s a story for another day. fernando’s decision to retire, allegedly, wasn’t taken seriously by roxanne at first especially after his performance with the team.

roxanne castle: it’s unfair. when he told me he was thinking of retiring, i didn’t think he meant now. i tried to convince him otherwise but he said he is very sure about this decision. i will miss him, definitely. we were together almost every weekend — no, everyday — for the past 18 years.

→ spain, february 2024

roxanne comes up behind fernando, pulling his shirt down his arms. she wraps her arms around his torso and hums. “i will miss you this weekend.”

“mi amor, i wish i could come with you,” fernando sighs, turning to face her. he watches as she takes a step back, pulling down on his shirt as she starts buttoning it herself. “but they need me at the factory this weekend instead of the paddock.”

“i know,” she sighs tiredly. “it’s just going to be so weird walking in without you.”

fernando laughs. “i know. i feel weird not being there with you.”

roxanne tugs on the shirt and straightens it out for him. “you’ll call me in the evening though, right? then you wouldn’t feel so far away.”

fernando alonso: when i made the decision to retire, all i could i think of is that it’s time to open up a spot for a new rookie… like seb did last year. i’ve had a good run.

he’s right. for once, it actually ended up with a rookie getting the seat. alphatauri is taking a chance on junior driver, charlotte miller, to drive alongside yuki tsunoda this year. kelly piquet’s contract expires at the end of the season; they will all be fighting for that second seat alongside jupiter nightshade.

charlotte miller (rookie, alphatauri driver): i’ve just entered the sport so i don’t really have much high expectations for myself getting that seat. but, i will be working towards that goal to the best of my ability this year.

❝2023 f2 runner-up, charlotte miller, will be joining us on the track as an alphatauri driver. the question is will she wind up being the better choice instead of liam lawson, red bull reserve driver, and boyfriend?❞

@cashtons-wife @darleneslane @angsthology

#max verstappen x oc #fernando alonso x oc #logan sargeant x oc #formula one oc #f1 oc #f1 fanfic #f1 fanfiction #f1 x oc #disneyprincemuke #disneyprincemuke imagine #disneyprincemuke imagines #disneyprincemuke f1 #disneyprincemuke ftfn

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deertism · 2 years ago

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🪞💎 — HERTA THEMED NAMES & PRNS!

ⓘ = names / prns / titles that the computer himself uses that you may also use !

🪞💎 — lacie , lacey , puppet , puppette , poppet , poppette , lyre , lyra , phoebe , penelope , vivian , viviane , salvia , iris , lav , lavender , fuchsia , nightshade , catmint , kat , cosmo , cosmos , comet ⓘ , mist , myst , vervain , vervine , henrietta , earth , hertha , terra , marionette , mari , nikki , alita , grace , dia , diamond , jewell , pearl , jade , azalea , magonia , amatisia , sapphire , amethyst , ame , kya , lilac , mauve , violet , painite , emerald , emeralda , dollette , doll , kasper , charlotte , clover , quill , quinn , nana , hope , calista , echo , elissa , evangeline , lapine , bunny , bun , bunnette , primrose , rose

🪞💎 — doll / dollself , lace / laceself , frill / frilly , lae / laes , pup / puppet , string / stringself , fig / figure , joint / jointself , manne / mannequin , mari / marionette , porcelain / porcelainself , mirror / mirrorself , space / spaceself , star / starself , moon / moonself , sol / solar ⓘ , uni / univers , void / voidself , earth / earthself , nebula / nebulaself , gala / galaxy , stell / stellar , gem / gemself , spark / sparkle , dia / diamonds , meteor / meteor , luna / lunaself , 💫 / 💫self , 🪞 / 🪞self , ⭐️ / ⭐️self , 🌌 / 🌌self , 🪐 / 🪐self , 🔭 / 🔭self 📡 / 📡self , 💎 / 💎self

#ⓘ mine #ⓘ names ノ prns ノ titles #herta #hsr herta #honkai star rail herta #honaki star rail #liomreal #mogai #mogaisafe #lgbtq #liomsafe

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spiralstereo · 6 months ago

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ー interest masterpost

ー hyperfixations

phighting! 💥

[ specific characters ]

darkheart, overseer mage staff, ghostwalker, illumina, subspace, + more !

pokemon 🐉

[ specific characters ]

ghetsis harmonia gropius, colress achroma, professor turo, cyrus akagi, + more !

sonic the hedgehog 🗯️

[ specific characters ]

shadow the hedgehog, mephiles the dark, knuckles the echidna, fleetway super sonic, blaze the cat, silver the hedgehog, + more !

ー fandoms

ihnmaims

regretevator

ultrakill

item asylum

splatoon

mandela catalogue

the walten files

bunker/nokori

happy country

[ not as into. ]

library of ruina

lobotomy corporation

limbus company

jjk

ー special interests, etc.

mystery flesh pit national park

iron lung

the lego movie (first & second!) -specifically unikitty, benny, general sweet mayhem, & rex

kid icarus (got into it because we main pit / dark pit in smash ultimate!)

[ etc. ]

keytars

bones, anatomy, flesh, blood

horror [psychological, body, etc.]

stars, unique & pretty patterns

arcade/theatre carpets

checkers, checkered patterns

astronomy, stars, space

jellyfish, flying fish, koi fish, squid, fish in general

nature, flowers, succulents [lotuses, nightshades, snapdragons]

food, specifically asian food [mm...]

bugs, specifically moths, praying mantises, & beetles

ー music‼︎

penelope scott <3

femtanyl (REACTORRR!!!!)

the phighting ost (RISE FROM THE GRAVE, ON YOUR SIX, SHOOTERS! , SIX FEET UNDER ily...)

tyler the creator (chromakopia, IGOR, wolf ilysm...)

pokemon ost (specifically gen 3-5 osts)

heaven pierce her / the ultrakill soundtrack

yaelokre

rabbitology

mitski

kendrick lamar

VOCALOID, specifically gumi, etc.

STOMACH BOOK

breakcore / jungle in general

metal / heavy metal / screamo

music with cool instrumentals, etc.

ー con.

#. masterpost #. 📄

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creamecream · 4 months ago

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Smol Girls.

#hazbin hotel #pose used #dolly doll maker #jillian nightshade #penelope

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densesindealer · 1 year ago

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My Full Muse List, Updated

I decided to go through and update my entire muse list, adding and removing characters, and I decided to make a post with the list that I intend to give easy to find tags on my blog, or to pin it later on.

All male muses can be used for gender transformation asks, and any males from their series can be used for gender transformation asks so long as they follow the other rules of my blog. This applies even if a male character from the series isn't normally on my muse list as their male counterpart. I.E. Byakuya from Danganronpa as a woman with Makoto, or Bakugou from My Hero Academia as a woman with Midoriya.

Danganronpa

Makoto Naegi

Junko Enoshima

Mukuro Ikusaba

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Sayaka Maizono

Kyoko Kirigiri

Sakura Oogami

Toko Fukawa

Chiaki Nanami

Mikan Tsumiki

Hiyoko Saionji

Akane Owari

Peko Pekoyama

Ibuki Mioda

Mahiru Koizumi

Sonia Nevermind

Komaru Naegi

Kanon Nakajima

Hiroko Hagakure

Kotoko Utsugi

Monaca Towa

Chisa Yukizome

Miaya Gekkogahara

Seiko Kimura

Aiko Umesawa

Ando Ruruka

Kirumi Tojo

Tsumugi Shirogane

Angie Yonaga

Tenko Chabashira

Maki Harukawa

Miu Iruma

Kaede Akamatsu

Himiko Yumeno

Spy x Family

Yor Forger

Anya Forger

League Of Legends

Ahri

Akali

Senna

Miss Fortune

Lux

Jinx

Vex

Xayah

Annie

Ashe

Caitlyn

Irelia

Seraphine

Morgana

Neeko

My Hero Academia

Izuku Midoriya

Momo Yaoyorozu

Ochako Uraraka

Mina Ashido

Tsuyu Asui

Toru Hagakure

Kyouka Jirou

Mei Hatsume

Melissa Shield

Nejire Hado

Nemuri Kayama/Midnight

Rumi Usagiyama/Mirko

Kaoruko Awata/Bubble Girl

Emi Fukukado/Ms. Joke

Ryuku Tatsuma/ Ryukyu

Yu Takeyama/Mt. Lady

Shino Sosaki/Mandalay

Ryuko Tsuchikawa/Pixie-Bob

Tomoko Shiretoki/Ragdoll

Inko Midoriya

Mitsuki Bakugou

Kinoko Komori

Tokage Setsuna

Yui Kodai

Ibara Shiozaki

Pony Tsunotori

Itsuka Kendo

Reiko Yanagi

Himiko Toga

Manami Aiba/La Brava

Nana Shimura

Camie Utsushimi

Chitose Kizuki/Curious

Fuyumi Todoroki

Rei Todoroki

Kaina Tsutsumi/Lady Nagant

Merlin (BBC Series)

Merlin Ambrosius

Morgana Le Fay

High Priestess Nimueh

Harry Potter

Cho Chang

Luna Lovegood

Fleur DeLacour

Gabrielle DeLacour

Hermione Granger

Katie Bell

Alicia Spinnet

Angelina Johnson

Lavender Brown

Susan Bones

Hannah Abbott

Daphne Greengrass

Astoria Greengrass

Bellatrix Lestrange

Narcissa Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Nymphadora Tonks

Andromeda Tonks

Aurora Sinistra

Septima Vector

Tracey Davis

Rowena Ravenclaw

Helena Ravenclaw

Penelope Clearwater

Amelia Bones

Lily-Evans Potter

Rose Weasley

Lily Luna Potter

Sue Li

Romilda Vane

Padma Patil

Parvati Patil

Mirabel Garlick

AI The Somnium Files

Kaname Date

Aiba

Shizure Kuranushi/Boss

Mizuki Okiura

Iris Sagan

Amame Doi

Phoenix Wright

Mia Fey

Maya Fey

Pearl Fey

Trucy Wright

Ema Skye

Franziska von Karma

Athena Cykes

Lana Skye

The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles

Ryunosuke Naruhodo

Susato Mikotoba

Iris Wilson

Nikolina Pavlova

Gina Lestrade

Percy Jackson

Hazel Levesque

Piper McLean

Annabeth Chase

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

Thalia Grace

Zoe Nightshade

Clarisse La Rue

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Silena Beauregard

Sally Jackson

Bianca di Angelo

Calypso

Athena

Artemis

Aphrodite

Hera

Demeter

Hestia

Hecate

Persephone

Scooby-Doo

Norville ‘Shaggy’ Rogers

Daphne Blake

Velma Dinkley

Thorn

Luna

Dusk

Tanis The Mummy

Sibella Dracula

Phantasma

RWBY

Jaune Arc

Ruby Rose

Weiss Schnee

Blake Belladonna

Yang Xiao-Long

Pyrrha Nikos

Nora Valkyrie

Coco Adel

Velvet Scarlatina

Glynda Goodwitch

Cinder Fall

Neopolitan

Emerald Sustrai

Ilia Amitola

Winter Schnee

Willow Schnee

Kali Belladonna

Summer Rose

Raven Branwen

Salem

Penny Polendina

Neon Katt

Saphron Cotta-Arc

Terra Cotta-Arc

Street Fighter

Chun-Li

Cammy White

Rainbow Mika

Mortal Kombat

Johnny Cage

Cassie Cage

Kitana

Mileena

Tanya

Jade

Sindel

Skarlet

Jacqui Briggs

Li Mei

Cetrion

Sareena

Fairy Tale

Erza Scarlet

Lucy Heartfilia

Brandish U

Konosuba

Wiz

Aqua

Megumin

Darkness

Yunyun

Avatar The Last Airbender

Katara

Toph Beifong

Azula

Ty Lee

Danny Phantom

Ember Mclain

Dani Phantom

Sam Manson

Jazz Fenton

Madeline Fenton

Desiree

Johnny Test

Susan Test

Mary Test

Sissy Blakely

Lila Test

DC Comics

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn

Pamela Isley/Poison Ivy

Thalia al Ghul

Zatanna Zatara/Zatanna

Barbara Ann Minerva/Cheetah

Diana Prince/Wonder Woman

Teen Titans

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson/Robin/Nightwing

Rachel Roth/Raven

Komand’r/Blackfire

Tara Strong/Terra

Jynx

Arrowverse

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow

Barry Allen/The Flash

Nyssa al Ghul

Sara Lance/White Canary

Laurel Lance/Black Canary

Thea Queen/Speedy

Shado Fei

Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost

Kara Zor-El/Supergirl

Marvel Comics/MCU

Peter Quill/Star-Lord

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Leopold ‘Leo’ Fitz

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

Jean Grey

Emma Frost

Mary Jane Watson

Gwen Stacy

Gamora

Mantis

Susan Storm/The Invisible Woman

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

Elektra

Kamala Khan/Mrs. Marvel

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel

Felicia Hardy

Kitty Pryde

X-23

Mystique

Ava Ayala/White Tiger

Lady Sif

Daisy Johnson/Quake

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Genshin Impact

Aether

Lumine

Amber

Kamisato Ayaka

Barbara

Jean

Beidou

Ningguang

Collei

Diona

Klee

Qiqi

Paimon

Eula

Rosaria

Fischl

Mona

Ganyu

Keqing

Yoimiya

Raiden Shogun

Kujou Sara

Yae Miko

Hu Tao

Sangonomiya Kokomi

La Signora

Lisa

Noelle

Shenhe

Sucrose

Xiangling

Yelan

Code Geass

Lelouch Lamperouge/Lelouch vi Britannia

C.C.

Cornelia li Britannia

Euphemia li Britannia

Nunnally vi Britannia

Kallen Kouzuki

Villetta Nu

Kaguya Sumeragi

Shirley Fenette

Milly Ashford

Nina Einstein

Cecile Croomy

Infinite Stratos

Ichika Orimura

Chifuyu Orimura

Madoka Orimura

Cecilia Alcott

Laura Bodewig

Lingyin Huang/Rin

Charlotte Dunois

Houki Shinonono

Tabane Shinonono

Tatenashi Sarashiki

Kanzashi Sarashiki

Maya Yamada

Guilty Crown

Shu Ouma

Inori Yuzuriha

Hare Menjou

Haruka Ouma

Mana Ouma

Tsugumi

Ayase Shinomiya

Durarara!!

Mikado Ryuugamine

Celty Sturluson

Anri Sonohara

Super Mario Bros/Super Crown

Luigi

Bowsette

Booette

Rosalina

Princess Peach

Princess Daisy

Shy Gal

Undertale

Frisk

Chara

Toriel

Undyne

Muffet

Temmie

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Toy Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Glamrock Chica

Vanessa

Vanny

Every Male Animatronic As A Female

Kingdom Hearts/Disney

Sora

Kairi

Aqua

Xion

Larxene

Namine

Mulan

Elsa

Go Go Tomago

Belle

Cinderella

Alice

Snow White

Rapunzel

Helen Parr/Elastigirl

Violet Parr

Mirage

Judy Hopps

Your Turn To Die

Sara Chidoun

Maple

Tia Safalin

Reko Yabusame

Kanna Kizuchi

Huniepop

Tiffany Maye

Audrey Belrose

Kyu Sugardust

Kyanna Delrio

Celeste Luvendass

Nekopara

Chocola

Vanilla

Coconut

Azuki

Maple

Cinnamon

Spartacus

Ilithyia

Mira

Persona Series

Yu Narukami

Akira Kurusu/Joker

Chie Satonaka

Yukiko Amagi

Naoto Shirogane

Rise Kujikawa

Margaret

Marie

Ann Takamaki

Shiho Suzui

Makoto Niijima

Haru Okumura

Futaba Sakura

Kasumi Yoshizawa

Sae Niijima

Tae Takemi

Sadayo Kawakami

Pixie

Angel

Succubus

Silky

Apsaras

Cybele

Yaksini

Ishtar

Leanan Sidhe

Clotho

Lachesis

Atropos

Hua Po

Lilim

Maria

Pokemon Series

Hypno

Rosa

Elesa

Hilda

May

Dawn

Jessie

Lillie

Lusamine

Bea

Serena

Misty

Officer Jenny

Nurse Joy

Nessa

Cynthia

Flannery

Marnie

Lorelai

Mallow

Serena

Sonia

Akari

Mai

Arezu

Irida

Palina

Magma Admin Courtney

Nemona

Iono

Tulip

Professor Sada

Professor Juniper

Rika

Dendra

Carmine

Doki Doki Literature Club

Monika

Yuri

Sayori

Natsuki

Overwatch

Hana Song/D.VA

Amelie Lecroux/Widowmaker

Ana Amari/Ana

Angela Ziegler/Mercy

Lena Oxton/Tracer

Olivia Colomar/Sombra

Fareeha Amari/Pharah

Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe/Ashe

Brigitte Lindholm/Brigitte

Echo

Mei-Ling Zhou/Mei

Kiriko Komori/Kiriko

Illari Quispe Ruiz/Illari

Zero Escape

Sigma Klim

Phi

Alice

Clover Field

Mira

Luna

Hazuki Kashiwabara/Lotus

Akane Kurashiki

Resident Evil

Ethan Winters

Leon Scott Kennedy

Mia Winters

Claire Redfield

Jill Valentine

Sherry Birkin

Ada Wong

Rebecca Chambers

Sheeva Alomar

Bela Dimitrescu

Ashley Graham

Eveline

Dragon Ball Z

Broly

Android 18

Android 21

Cheelai

Bulma

Chi-Chi

Towa

Vados

Kusu

Marcarita

Bioshock Infinite

Booker Dewitt

Elizabeth Comstock

Helltaker

Modeus

Lucifer

Cerberus

Judgement

Azazel

Malina

Pandemonica

Justice

Beelzebub

Zdrada

Kim Possible

Ron Stoppable

Bonnie Rockwaller

Shego

Kim Possible

Monster High

Draculaura

Clawdeen Wolf

Cleo de Nile

Lagoona Blue

Toralei Stripe

Abbey Bominable

Venus McFlytrap

Spectra Vondergeist

Final Fantasy

Tifa Lockhart

Aerith Gainsborough

Yuffie Kisaragi

Jessie Rasberry

Stardew Valley

Haley

Emily

Abigail

Leah

Maru

Robin

Jodi

Caroline

Animal Crossing

Isabella

Ankha

Fauna

Judie

Diana

Infamous Second Son

Delsin Rowe

Abigail ‘Fetch’ Walker

Saints Row

The Boss

Shaundi

Kinzie Kensington

Asha Odekar

KiKi DeWynter

Viola DeWynter

Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Ruby

Lilith

Jo Harvelle

Ellen Harvelle

Ava Wilson

Bela Talbot

Sarah Blake

LOTR’s Shadow Of War

Talion

Shelob

Idril

Adventure Time

Marceline The Vampire Queen

Flame Princess

Ice Queen

Scream TV

Noah Foster

Riley Marra

Brooke Maddox

Piper Shaw

Dishonoured

Corvo Attano

Emily Kaldwin

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Xander Harris

Buffy Summers

Dawn Summers

Willow Rosenberg

Cordelia Chase

Jenny Calendar

Amy Madison

Drusilla

Faith Lehane

Tara Maclay

Darla

Until Dawn

Chris Hartley

Matt Taylor

Emily Davis

Jessica Riley

Samantha Griddings

Hannah Washington

Beth Washington

Corpse Party

Ayumi Shinozaki

Seiko Shinohara

Naomi Nakashima

Yui Shishido

Date A Live

Kurumi Tokisaki

Tohka Yatogami

Yoshino Himekawa

Gravity Falls

Dipper Pines

Pacifica Northwest

Tambry

Wendy Corduroy

Total Drama Island

Gwen

Lindsay

Heather

Bridgette

Courtney

Chuck

Charles ‘Chuck’ Bartowski

Ellie Bartowski

Sarah Walker

Carina Miller

Lou Palone

Anna Wu

Alex McHugh

Skyrim

Serana

Lydia

Aela

Beautiful Creatures

Ethan Wate

Lena Duchannes

Ridley Duchannes

Olivia ‘Liv’ Durand

Jurassic Park

Alan Grant

Zach Mitchell

Owen Grady

Ellie Sattler

Lex Murphy

Claire Dearing

Zara Young

Telltale’s The Walking Dead

Lee Everett

Javier Garcia

Clementine

Carley

Lily

Violet

Eleanor

Kate

iCarly/Victorious

Freddie Benson

Carly Shay

Sam Puckett

Jade West

Tori Vega

Trina Vega

Cat Valentine

Alice In Borderland

Ryouhei Arisu

Hikari Kuina

Rizuna An

Yuzuha Usagi

Asahi Kujō

Saori Shibuki

Elden Ring/Souls Series

Melina

Ranni

Sellen

The Fire Keeper

Lies Of P

Pinocchio

Sophia

Eugenie

Laxasia

Belle

Red Fox

Youngest Of The Black Rabbit Brotherhood

Mascots

Wendy’s Mascot

Starbucks Girl

Samsung Sam

Miscellaneous

Wednesday Addams (The Addams Family)

Lola Bunny (Looney Tunes)

Nezuko Kamado (Demon Slayer)

Chika Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama: Love Is War)

Hinata Hyuga (Naruto)

Akeno Himejima (High School DxD)

Rin Tohsaka (Fate/Stay Night)

Hestia (Is It Wrong To Try To Pick Up Girls In A Dungeon)

Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit?)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

Samus Aran (Metroid)

Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars)

Juliet Starling (Lollipop Chainsaw)

Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers)

Kitty Katswell (Tuff Puppy)

Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Faith Seed (Far Cry 5)

Marge Simpson (The Simpsons)

Lois Griffin (Family Guy)

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz (Phineas & Ferb)

Ciri (The Witcher)

Quiet (Metal Gear Solid)

Loona (Helluva Boss)

Tigress (Kung Fu Panda)

Frankie Foster (Foster’s Home For Imaginary Friends)

Super Sonico (Nitroplus)

Faith Connors (Mirror’s Edge)

Mavis Dracula (Hotel Transylvania)

2B (Nier Automata)

Alice Angel (Bendy And The Ink Machine)

Piper Wright (Fallout 4)

Saeko Busujima (Highschool Of The Dead)

Komi Shouko (Komi Can’t Communicate)

Rem (Re:Zero)

Raphtalia (Rising Of The Shield Hero)

Velvet Crowe (Tales Of Berseria)

Smurfette (The Smurfs)

Lady Love Dies (Paradise Killer)

Tatsumaki (One Punch Man)

#dense's thoughts #muses

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lovemetopieces · 7 months ago

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[ruth wilson, cis-female, she/her, tyrant muse a! ) – Is that VESPER NIGHTSHADE I spotted in new york city? rumour has it they’re 45 born on OCTOBER 31ST and have been in new york for TWENTY FOUR YEARS! I think I’ve seen them around MANHATTAN and working as a CREATIVE DIRECTOR! They’re really known for THE SCENT OF LEATHER AND CHAMPAGNE STILL LINGERING IN HER PENTHOUSE LONG AFTER EVERYONE ELSE HAS LEFT, OLD FASHION SHOW INVITES STACKED IN THE CORNER OF HER DESK LIKE PAST LIVES SHE LEFT BEHIND & A PAIR OF STILETTO HEELS ABANDONED AT THE FOOT OF A BED POST, SHIMMERING IN THE MOONLIGHT but that’s for you to judge. I hope they like the city!

Basics

Full Name: Vesper Isolde Nightshade Age/Date of Birth: 45, October 31st, 1979 Zodiac: Scorpio Sun, Pisces Moon, Leo Rising Gender & Pronouns: Cis-Female, She/Her Spoken Language(s): English, French, conversational Spanish Occupation: Creative Director at Louis Vuitton Sexuality: Pansexual Face Claim: Ruth Wilson Height: 5'6" (168 cm) Hair & Eye Color: Dark Brown (wears it Auburn) & Green Scars/Tattoos: 3 Discreet Tattoos, No Physical Scars (see here)

Appearance

Vesper is striking, with a timeless yet edgy beauty. She has long, sleek, naturally dark hair that she dyes red/auburn and often styles in elegant waves or pulls back in chic updos. Her sharp green eyes are framed by perfectly sculpted brows, with a touch of eyeliner that enhances their intensity. Her style is effortlessly high fashion, favoring tailored blazers, silk blouses, and statement accessories like oversized sunglasses and bold earrings. Standing at 5’6”, she carries herself with grace and confidence, her figure still lithe from years of balancing a demanding career and two children. There’s a quiet elegance about her, but a newly awakened rebelliousness glimmers beneath the surface. Vesper’s complexion is fair, with the faintest hint of freckles dotting her nose, a reminder of her English roots.

Background

Birthplace/Hometown: Ashford, Surrey, England Current Place of Residence: Manhattan, New York Education Level: Bachelor’s in Communication Design Familial Connections: Penelope & Alistair Nightshade (Parents), Unnamed (Eldest Daughter, WC) & Imogen/Oliver (Youngest Child)

Aesthetic

The Scent of Leather and Champagne Still Lingering in Her Penthouse Long After Everyone Else Has Left - Dark Red Lipstick Left on the Rim of a Crystal Glass, Next to the Scattered Remains of a Forgotten Evening - The Sound of Her Heels Echoing in an Empty Space - Old Fashion Show Invites Stacked in the Corner of Her Desk Like Past Lives She Left Behind - The Sound of Her Fingers Tapping Against Her Keyboard as She Researches - A Pair of Stiletto Heels Abandoned at the Foot of a Bedpost, Shimmering in the Moonlight - The City Skyline Casting Shadows Across the Room - A Sketchbook Half-Filled With Designs and Thoughts, the Pages Smudged With Ink and Coffee Stains From Late Night Brainstorming Sessions - Black Silk Sheets That Still Smell Faintly of Expensive Perfume

Personality

Vesper is imaginative, sharp, and driven. She channels her creativity into her work, always looking for the next bold idea or innovative design. Her career is a point of pride, and she’s incredibly disciplined, having risen to the top of her field. Despite her success, she’s still recovering from the emotional blow of her divorce, which has stirred up feelings of betrayal, loss, and anger. Vesper has a fiery side that’s been suppressed for too long, and now, in her post-divorce life, she’s rediscovering herself, allowing her wild, rebellious energy to come to the forefront. She can be calculating and cunning, especially with her current fixation on revenge. At the same time, she’s protective of her children and values independence. Beneath her strong exterior, Vesper is vulnerable and healing, determined to reclaim her identity.

In a Nutshell

Vesper, born in the UK, always stood out due to her creativity and imagination, though this led to years of bullying and isolation throughout her childhood. With an unstable home life and a constant feeling of not fitting in, she found solace in art, discovering her passion at a young age. Eager to escape, Vesper moved to the U.S. to attend the California Institute of the Arts, where she flourished academically and personally, meeting her future husband. They married after two years together, and she had her first child shortly after. Vesper continued her studies, eventually transferring to Parsons in New York, where she graduated with a degree in communication design. Her talent landed her a job at Marc Jacobs, and she steadily built a successful career, eventually becoming the Creative Director at Moët Hennessy Louis Vuitton. Despite her professional achievements, Vesper's personal life began to unravel after 25 years of marriage. She suspected her husband of infidelity, and by the next January (2024), he filed for divorce, taking nearly everything. Starting over, Vesper moved into a loft in Manhattan, reclaiming her maiden name and focusing on rebuilding herself after years of being defined by her role as his wife. Recently, she discovered her ex-husband's new relationship and, fueled by jealousy and anger, decided to get revenge. Vesper’s journey from a misunderstood and isolated child to a powerful, creative force underscores her resilience, even as she navigates the emotional fallout of betrayal and reinvention.

Headcanons

Vesper likely has a signature fragrance, Tom Ford’s Tuscan Leather, it’s classic but bold, a mix of leather, amber, and patchouli. She keeps a scrapbook or mood board from her early days in design school, filled with doodles and fashion cutouts, a glimpse into her creative mind. Vesper also keeps handwritten journals where she sketches designs and writes down her thoughts, ideas, and even personal reflections. These journals are deeply private, and no one else has access to them. After the divorce, she has trouble sleeping, often staying up late sketching designs, her thoughts consumed by both work and revenge. Vesper is now obsessed with fitness and health, taking up yoga and Pilates as ways to center herself amidst the emotional turmoil. She also has an affinity for crystals and keeps a small collection at home to help with stress relief and focus. She isn’t overly spiritual, but she believes in the power of energy. She has a small circle of friends, mostly other high-powered women in the fashion industry, and is learning to rebuild her social life, although she is wary of who to trust. Her new loft is minimalist yet stylish, with a lot of black-and-white décor and pops of color from art pieces and plants.

Wanted Connections

Eldest Daughter: Vesper’s eldest daughter, now in her mid-twenties (25) has a complex relationship with her. She’s a creative like her parents but chose a different path other than design and music tech, something that allows her to express her individuality. Their relationship was a little strained, with the daughter feeling a bit neglected during Vesper’s intense career-building years, but they have since grown closer now that she is out of college and working in the industry herself. Following the divorce and finding out her father is dating someone only a few years older than her, she is struggling with her feelings about all of it and is unsure of what to think about it. Ex-Husband: Vesper’s ex-husband is a once-charming figure in the audio industry, having majored in music technology and initially thriving in his career, working on sound design for films. Their marriage, founded on shared dreams and creativity, began to crumble as Vesper’s career in design flourished and he struggled with jealousy and insecurity. Following their divorce, he finds himself grappling with feelings of inadequacy while trying to maintain a cordial relationship for the sake of their children. Their dynamic is characterized by a blend of lingering affection and unresolved bitterness, with Vesper reclaiming her independence and forcing him to confront his regrets. Their interactions are often charged, oscillating between nostalgic warmth and raw tension, complicating Vesper’s emotional journey as she moves forward. Colleague/Best Friend: A close friend or coworker in the fashion industry who has been by her side for years. This person is her confidant, someone who has watched Vesper rise to the top but also witnessed the cracks forming in her marriage. They might have even warned her about her husband’s infidelity or are now supporting her through her revenge schemes. Rival: Another Creative Director or designer who’s been both a friend and a foe throughout Vesper’s career. This person has always envied her position, and now that she’s a bit shaken post-divorce, they’re circling, waiting to take advantage of her vulnerability, whether professionally or personally. Mentor/Father Figure: The former creative director at Marc Jacobs, now retired, who played a pivotal role in Vesper’s career rise. He recognized her talents early on and took her under his wing, teaching her the ropes of the fashion industry. They have a strong bond, with him acting as a father figure. In her post-divorce life, she looks to him for guidance and/or he offers Vesper opportunities to explore new creative ventures. Therapist: During the divorce process, Vesper sought out therapy to navigate her complex emotions and her sense of loss. She still goes to therapy now post-divorce. Her doctor helps Vesper work through her feelings of betrayal, insecurity, and the struggle of finding her identity outside of her career and marriage. This relationship provides insight into Vesper’s internal world, showing her emotional growth as she rediscovers herself. New Love Interest: Someone Vesper meets unexpectedly; maybe at one of the bars her ex-husband’s new girlfriend frequents (where Vesper was stalking trying to run into her naturally) or through a work-related event. This person, who could be any gender, represents a fresh start for Vesper. They’re confident, supportive, and unafraid of Vesper’s ambition and strength. They help her rediscover her capacity for love, but at a pace that feels safe and empowering.

#if you click on her name it’ll take you to her bio #vesper nightshade #vnintro #nycs.intro #bullying tw #pregnancy tw #infedility tw

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havenhawthorne · 2 years ago

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Below the cut is a description of the night, the party, and basically how it all played out. There are spoilers, as well as a link to the full solution/scenario I used for the inspo of Haven's party, so please read with caution. (There will be a note at the beginning of the paragraph that starts to reveal the answers.)

Note: The characters tagged in this post were not the only people invited to the party. These are just simply the characters of the people that reacted to my post on the discord, which is what I based this summary off of. If you are not someone tagged below and you wanted your character to be there, we'll say they were one of the non-role-playing detectives as listed on the instruction sheet that I used.

In true Haven fashion, the guests arrived at Haven’s house close to 6PM - with the exception of the few that came early to help set up - and where probably not surprised to see the decorations that filled her house. Sure, she could blame the fact that she had an eleven year old at home who was just as obsessed with spooky things as his mother, but, in all honesty most of this was for her party guests. Decorations filled the kitchen and living room mostly, but she’d tried hard not to take away from the snacks and drinks - especially the margarita bar she had placed strategically in the kitchen. It was a lot of work, but Haven enjoyed this type of thing.

[This is where I start talking about the party so if you don’t want things spoiled for you, please don’t read ahead.]

ROUND ONE

As the guests began to arrive and Haven had given them the opportunity to enjoy some treats, she handed out name tags to each guest - all which were selected at random - and instructed they’d be on teams seeing as how there were only 6 suspects and more than that attending her party. Along with the name tags, guests were handed character dossier’s - which they were instructed to remain closed until further told to read - as well as some business cards with the character’s description on them. The groups went as followed:

Penelope Ruiz, Orion Blakely, and Ann-Marie Siegert were working together as Dr. Chelsea Barren; the neighbor. @nelxruiz @orionxblakely @ann-marieseigert

Genevieve Hernandez, Stevie Wagner and Apollo Williams were working together as Kathryn Lawless; the friend. @genhernandez @steviexwagner @counselorapollo

Summer Cassidy, River Jackson, and Ali Webster were working together as Enrique Graves; The Farmhand. @summercassidy @riverxjackson @alitwebster

Beyza Senkan and Aindreis Blythe were working together as Michael Nightshade; the land developer. @beyzaxsenkan @aindreisblythe

Julian Heywood, Brady Levitt, and Amerie Chen were working together as Norman D’Adly; the brother in law. @julianxheywood @ameriechen @bradylevitt

And the last group to be assembled was Amayah Fontenelle and Nora Sinclair who were working together as Vicki D’Adly; the sister. @amayahxfontenelle @norasinclair

Once all groups were formed, groups were instructed to flip to their character dossiers (pages 29, 36, 43, 50, 57 & 64) and read only the scenario and who you are sections aloud. You all took turns doing so, starting with Chelsea and ending with Vicki. It is revealed with Michael’s info that a map has been sketched out, and now everyone knows the general layout of the property. To complete Round One, Haven read the scenario aloud, before giving further instructions. “One year ago, Robert Killingsworth bought the farm. Six months later, he was dead - leaving his widow Elizabeth to tend to their fledgling vineyard and winery on the outskirts of California’s wine country. With mounting debts and no idea how to run a business, Elizabeth is desperate to sell the farm and recoup her losses. The fierce drought and shaky economy, however, have left Killingsworth Farm on the market for far too long. One early autumn day, six people passed through the gates of Killingsworth Farm to see Elizabeth.. One of them, a cold-blooded Killer.”

Round Two

Once the pages were turned, you all were instructed to read the section titled “The Scenario” aloud, in the same order as before. It is at this time that guests were allowed to begin questioning each other, and Haven suggested that you all take notes so that you could help yourselves figure out who committed the crime. It was revealed when Norman announced they had gone into the bedroom in search of Elizabeth, they found a shrine of Elizabeth’s late husband, and one article caught their attention, revealing the newspaper article that revealed the cash reward which rose the question: who would need enough money to find out the answer, or come forward? Some questions were asked, while everyone made notes and Enrique’s team was challenged by Chelsea’s team when it was revealed that she’d seen him there a lot but he wasn’t checking anything out. Enrique’s team revealed that they were getting Kathryn’s help with homework, and that’s why they were there so much recently.

Round Three

Haven instructed you all to turn the page and begin reading “The Scenario” aloud, just as before. Questions continue to arise after all things have been read. Michael’s team asked Enrique’s team who the woman was that joined him in the cellar, but it is later understood that it is Chelsea, and that the two were sleeping together. Though, that doesn’t stop Chelsea’s team from noticing that Enrique’s team helped the D’Adly’s with their luggage and noticed the boxes, causing Vicki to reveal that they are staying in their RV and sold their house because of Norman’s debts. It is not revealed that Enrique has a hand written note from Kathryn by a Samuel Friedmont.

Round Four

Now onto the fourth round of the game, Haven instructs that you follow the same instructions as before, and to really start to pay attention to what is being told because you are that much closer to finding the answer to the murder. It is revealed during this round that Chelsea saw Vicki head to the wine vault, Enrique was heading to the wine vault with Michael at 5:30PM, Kathryn found a note next to Elizabeth’s body, and Michael revealed he was drinking with Elizabeth when the lights went out in the wine vault. Finally, Norman overheard Michael call Kathryn ‘Aunt Kathryn’ and saw them together in the car, which had Norman’s team questioning it, where he revealed that Kathryn told him to hold onto sleeping pills, and revealed that if Elizabeth wouldn’t sell him the farm, he was to use it. Vicki was caught guard a little when her conversation with Kathryn resulted in a sly grin, and Kathryn’s team had to reveal that she had quit her job at the library that day to pursue Hollywood.

Round Five

With the guests in full sleuth mode, things keep progressing quickly. It is revealed in this round that Chelsea’s team had showed the paper that Enrique lost to Elizabeth. Enrique’s team revealed that the day that Robert was killed, Chelsea had had lunch with him and begged him to see her the next day; Robert used the term ‘over my dead body’ would she be allowed on his property again. Kathryn notices that one of the candlesticks in Elizabeth’s study is identical to one that Enrique gifted her months ago. Michael revealed that the handwriting on the bottom of the Samuel Friedmont note from the library is the same as the handwriting on Elizabeth’s suicide note. Norman reveals that he heard Elizabeth and Dr. Chelsea arguing earlier in the day about Robert’s killer, but Elizabeth wanted no part of it, and lastly, Vicki reveals that she saw the empty bottle of sleeping pills next to a corkscrew with the engraving To Elizabeth, I will always love you. Cheers to a new life together.” Questions begin flying as the teams began to figure out who did it, as more and more things are revealed. Once ready, the group opened up to pages 34-69 of their character dossier’s to reveal the answer to the murder.

Round Six (The Conclusion)

The code words were assigned to each group and one person from each group read allowed the confession statements in order: Kathryn (Mystery), Michael (Mayhem), Chelsea (Murder), Enrique (Malice), Vicki (Mastermind), Norman (Madness).

Kathryn started off by stating that she was innocent, and that only people that had been in the Rose Garden that afternoon could have access to the murder weapon (a corkscrew which was gifted to Elizabeth by Norman.

Michael confessed that he was in the Rose Garden, but that he did not pick up the corkscrew, and that his mind was elsewhere because his aunt Kathryn wasn’t the best friend to Elizabeth that she made everyone believe. He stated that Kathryn was trying to inherit the farm through Elizabeth’s death, and that he was no part of the picture anymore; though he did try to kill her, but someone else got to her first.

Chelsea revealed that she’d been sleeping with Enrique for inside information on Robert’s killer as the two of them (Chelsea and Robert) were having an affair. She struck gold to who really killed Robert - she thought it had been Elizabeth for the life insurance all along - but Elizabeth was having no part of figuring out who it was.

Enrique revealed that he was the one that killed Robert with a candlestick blow to the head when he tried to have Enrique arrested after his past with drugs came back to surface. He was unconscious at the time of Elizabeth’s death and said ‘his word’ says he wasn’t the one that killed her. The group didn’t hesitate to give him side eyes though (they still aren’t convinced that he’s telling the truth)

Vicki revealed that she had the motive to kill her sister as she was trying to get money to move to Hollywood, and she was tired of being married; she also mentioned that her husband Norman wanted to be part of Elizabeth’s life again. She says she didn’t do it though, that she realized it would be easier to divorce Norman first, and that she’s certain Chelsea was spying on her and can vouch that she is innocent.

Norman revealed that he saw Enrique and Vicki kissing from the Rose Garden and was so enraged he acted on it; so he flipped on the electricity, shocking Enrique and causing the lights to go out. Because of this, when he picked up the corkscrew moments prior, he used it as the murder weapon, only to realize when everyone was gathered in the Farmhouse that his eyes had deceived him, and that when he thought he had killed his wife in rage, he’d actually killed Elizabeth, his wife’s sister and the only woman he’s ever loved. I guess practically marrying wife’s twin doesn’t pay off after all, does it Norman?

With the reveal, which had been mentioned as the potential outcome by Enrique’s team, the party ended with drinks, snacks and talking. It was overall a great night, and Haven’s already talking about how she can host an even better party next year.

Teams, who ‘figured out the answer’ and anything that required a selection was done so via random wheel. I did not personally select anything myself.

#about haven; murder mystery party #about haven; haven musings #long post tw

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