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a dependent multimuse for maplebrookhq, as penned by lilac.
SIENNA ATKINS. intro. inspo. interactions. imagery. REBEKAH ASTRID SINCLAIR. intro. inspo. interactions. imagery. VALENTINA MARTINEZ. intro. inspo. interactions. imagery. VIVIENNE DELACROIX. intro. inspo. interactions. imagery.
a soft hum slipped past her lips, the kind that said she’d heard the words but was savoring them, turning them over like a jewel in the light. “ah, the elusive artist,” she teased gently, eyes glinting as they traced vivienne’s features, the faint smile there like something rare and deliberate. “always happier shaping the spotlight than basking in it. i suppose that makes sense — someone has to make the rest of us look good.” her glass lifted again, a slow sip drawn more for rhythm than thirst, the golden fizz catching the light before disappearing. “me?” she finally answered, shoulders tilting in a languid shrug, silk slipping like water with the motion. “i’ve been surviving, thriving — you know how it is. maple brook doesn’t let you rest too long; there’s always another event, another set of eyes watching to see if you falter.” a pause, her gaze steady now, sharper under the polish of her smile. “but i imagine you know that game better than most.” she leaned a fraction closer, voice dipping, conspiratorial. “still, i can’t complain. the town treats me well enough — as long as i keep giving it a show.” another beat, and her mouth curved, sly. “what about you?”
" more like i'm afraid everyone else might pale in comparison if i start chasing the spotlight as well, " came her remark which was said with a stern face, but the glint in her eyes would say that she was simply teasing. the corners of her mouth barely lifted, the kind of expression that made it hard to tell where sincerity ended and jest began. in another life, she would've been the one basking in the spotlight instead of the one pulling the strings. billie's words drew a faint hum of acknowledgment from her, she knew it better than most how it felt like every move of her was being watched. back in new york, whispers surrounded her wherever she went, and she played it like she didn't care. and part of her wanted to not care, but there's also a part of her that knew that one mistake could send everything she'd built crashing down. " and did you? " she asked, pausing for a beat before continuing, " let them see you falter? " she studied the woman with quiet intrigue, a wry smile touching her lips. " i've only been back for less than a week so let's see if this town decided to tear me apart before i even unpack. " / @suturedxsoul
open : capping at 3 ( 1/3 )
when : early afternoon, during fall fest
where : aurora's fair
words like artisanal and organic lit up some sort of twisted pleasure center in haru's mind, making him surprisingly willing to pay just about any price tag around the farmers market, but even he faltered when it came to mushroom coffee. he was still trying to work out what it was, exactly, standing a few feet back from the stall with his arms crossed over his chest, a squinting glare skimming every hand-drawn chalk sign in view. the mushrooms were homegrown and hand-picked -- all very nice things, sure, whatever, but could he get them not in his coffee, maybe? thinking only of his caffeine fix, haru shook his head a little and asked the person nearest, "you haven't seen a normal coffee stand anywhere, have you?" in his desperation, he even would've accepted drip.
during one of her many quests in the pursuit of a healthier lifestyle, vivienne has stumbled upon mushroom coffee. it didn't last long though, because no matter how good the benefits they say there are, it felt like she was desecrating her coffee. still, she found it vaguely amusing to see the fad resurface her. she was halfway through her pumpkin spice latte, idly scanning the stall's display, when the question pulled her back. she turned at the sound of their voice, her gaze lingering on him for a second too long before speaking softly, " would pumpkin spice suffice? it seems to be the drink of the season after all. " / @bulldose
when : 5th of october, during the mean girls evening
where : central library
with : open (0/3)
"isn't it so unfortunate today is not a wednesday?" she mutters to the person next to her as they wait for the reading — which, in itself, seems like a poor choice. why have a reading when they could just watch the musical instead and then compare it to both of the movies? but considering this is a library, helena supposes there is some sense to this, and she is probably on the minority that will be complaining. it won't last, however, because she does enjoy a mean girls everything (tina fey, am i right?), as seen on the bright pink patterned dress she is wearing. "did you get some of the bubblegum lemonades? they sound awful, but, truly, they are delicious. just keep them away from the shelves, as i've been remembered thrice in ten minutes." she rolls her eyes, but even in doing so, there's some mischief there.
vivienne has absolutely no idea on why she'd agreed to come, but she can't stay cooped up in her house for much longer, fielding constant calls from her team who seemed incapable of making even the smallest decision without her which was enough to drive her mad. channeling her inner regina george, she was dressed in a sleek black off-shoulder top paired with jeans that were entirely beneath her usual standard. " i think it's a shame that we're having a reading instead of watching the movies, but you didn't hear that from me-- " she piped in with a slight shrug of her shoulders as her gaze slid along helena's. but at the mention of the bubblegum lemonades, it took every ounce of her practiced composure to suppress the distaste in her expression. " i'll take your word for it. i'd rather not have an upset stomach. " / @porphyros
who: open (0/3) where: haunted house @ evergreen stables
Autumn in the northeast was both the best and worst time of year, in JD's opinion. He loved the colors of the season but they tended to end too quickly. Plus, the arrival of Autumn brought with it all the tasks required to ensuring the farm was winter ready which usually meant that JD was working from sun up to sun down, which wasn't usually a problem, but quickly became so the colder the days became. But with the arrival of Autumn came all of the Autumn activities which JD could not complain about... even if some of them scared him. "I'm sort of embarrassed," he said glancing around at all of the children in line to experience the haunted house attraction. "I promise not to scream, but I'll be wishing I could the whole time."
spooky season has always been sienna's favorite and with the way the town threw itself into the festivities, who was she to complain? haunted houses were a sure thing and the brunette found herself lining up for one. she wasn't the type to flinch at cheap tricks or plastic ghouls, but she did take some satisfaction in watching everyone else lose their composure at every jump scare. glancing back at the male behind her, she raised a brow with amusement in her eyes, " aren't you a little old to still be scared of haunted houses? even kids are lining up to see it. " if it was truly that scary, children wouldn't even be allowed in the first place. / @divineinfamy
violet smiriked at her sister's response. "i know you too well" she said as-a-matter-of-factly before considering her own response. "i love tiana, she's my favorite ever and that's why we work so well, never had to fight over our favoite disney princess" a beat. "and i like megara. she's the most human out of all of them— there's nothing more human than messing up and you don't get a lot of that for women in media without deeming them less than, less alone in a disney movie" perhaps she was biased; when she had been kicked out of the atkins household, hercules had become a comfort movie for the young woman and the character had given a sense of strength in a sense. although she had once sold her soul to be able to survive in a very cut-throat world she had manage to remain herself and still find kindness and forgiveness in herself despite of her circumstances and that was all violet herself could hope for not only herself but the women in her life, especially sienna. "and she has one of the best songs in all of disney's repertoire."
whenever she was around her little sister, the oldest atkins often tried to avoid talking about their home life. it wasn't because she kept it a secret or she was ashamed of where they once came from (despite herself), but because she knew just how much those years, especially the last ones, had affected her sister and their relationship altogether. her time away from sienna had been the most difficult time of her life, losing a part of herself in the years she had lost her sister. regaining her love and most importantly her trust had been a task of it's own; a task she would do over and over again to get where the two were now. "to be completely fair i did manage to break a microwave, once. in my defense i had never make instant noodles before in a microwave and i forgot to put the water on the cup before putting it in the microwave" she counted. it had been when she was eighteen and out of the atkins household, her first week on her own. it had been terrifying at the time but as everything else in life, it had come with a lesson. "i was never made to be in a kitchen" the eldest jested.
the eldest took her time, taking a few chocolate chips in the midtime and sliding them towards her younger sister as she had done when they were younger and scrappier making cookies with violet's first ever check from her very first job as a teenager. the little traditions and costumes they had created for themselves were precious to violet; her absolute favorite part of life was getting to do the things she had grown to love with sienna. it kept her going even through her darkest hours. "let me know how the conversation goes, whatever time you choose i will make it work" one of the many perks of now owning the place; getting to give herself time off to spend with her favorite person on earth. "and i won't complain of your emo songs if you don't make fun of my own selections" which seems more likely than violet making fun of the youngest "we can enjoy some shakira in-between some emotional screams, right?" she smiled gently, taking out her engagement ring and placing it on the counter. "okay, guide me. where do we start? dry ingredients first?"
although she could see where she's coming from when it comes to megara, sienna was too stubborn to admit that violet has a point. " i'm out of here if you start belting out that song-- " sienna warned her, knitting her brow together because frankly, that song is quite catchy. however, she wouldn't admit that. not now, not ever. she has a reputation to maintain after all as the disney-skeptic who rolled her eyes at anything remotely cheery. reaching over to steal a few of the chocolate chips violet had slid her way, she popped one into her mouth before replying, " tiana, though--you're right about that. you've always had better judgment than me anyway. "
twirling the spood idly between her fingers as she listened to violet's tale of murdering a microwave once, she raised a brow at the older woman, " how do i not know about this? " that's when it hit her. the reason why she probably didn't know about that was because it must have been the time violet was away from home. sienna hated the mere thought of violet out there at eighteen, scared and alone and trying to figure out things on her own. sienna swallowed hard, jaw tightening slightly. she knew that her sister is a strong woman, but she was also just a teenager back then. and sienna? well--the girl didn't know any better, refused to even talk to her because of her own selfish thoughts thinking that violet abandoned her. it was all their parents' fault and she would never forgive them for that. if only she knew the truth, then she would've left that house without a second thought.
sienna resisted to let out another whine at the mention of shakira, relenting defeatedly instead, " fine--if that's what gonna make you happy. we'll put a couple songs in as long as you don't start shaking your hips while driving. " her tone was flat, but her eyes were always a dead giveaway, softening in the way they always did when it came to her older sister. when violet removed her ring, sienna's gaze lingered on it for a beat too long. her lips parted to ask about it for a second, but she ended up shutting them again just as quickly. if violet wanted to tell her something, she would, right? instead, she dropped her attention back to the bowl in front of them as she cleared her throat. " yeah, let's start with the dry ingredients first. flour, baking soda, salt, " she began before looking around at vi's kitchen. " you do have some measuring cups, right? " / @kalcidoscope
‧₊˚🍊༉‧₊˚. They'd watched movies together plenty of times before, but there was always something about getting to spend a night with Sienna - after too much time apart - that made Clementine extra giddy. She wiggled in excitement as the other woman finally took her rightful place beside her amongst the blankets and pillows. The teacher debated which flavor combination to try first, eventually grabbing a mixture of butter and garlic flavored popcorns. She shoved it into her mouth, graces forgotten, and hummed in satisfaction as she chewed. Speaking around a mouthful of popcorn, she answered, "It's Ponyo today, actually. You know - the one with the magical goldfish princess?" Clementine swallowed, and blinked, realizing her description of the movie wasn't very convincing. "It's cute, I promise. And if you get bored of watching it, you can just pay attention to me, instead."
" ponyo, huh? " she tossed another kernel into her mouth as her gaze lingered on clementine as she explained what the movie was about. sienna vaguely remembered the goldfish thing, but she wasn't about to admit she actually knew. she'd rather hear clem ramble anyway. there was something about her energy that was quite contagious that whenever sienna was around her, it makes ger feel lighter. " i bet you're way cuter, " sienna teased fondly as she reached over to steal a handful from clem's bucket as she leaned in closer to her. " why can't they play some anime instead--there 's that new demon slayer movie. " / @daydia
"even the hardest of workers deserve a break every now and then." advice he should take himself that are said with a teasing grin, pausing to take a sip from his own drink. it was something seasonal - warm and comforting, with just the right amount of cinnamon and other spices. "how are things going here? the cats are getting adopted, i hope." that was the whole point of the event, after all.
" don't you just know all about that? " sienna quipped in with a raised brow, knowing full well that he works twice as hard as his staff. or at least back when she was still working for him. taking a sip from her own drink, the comforting warm liquid hit her throat with a copious amount of sugar just as she liked it. at the mention of the cats getting adopted, a faint smile appeared on her lips as her gaze darted back to the play area, " yeah--a couple already did. they better treat them right or else-- " she trailed off, letting the threat hang in the air, knowing that it wouldn't be the first time if someone returned a cat saying it wasn't what they hoped for. the furry creatures didn't deserve that. / @whiskeyneats
Nari wished that she felt unfit around these rich people. The truth was not about feeling unfit, but more like she was afraid they found her unworthy of being there. If anything, being brought up in one of South Korea’s richest and most influential families, Nari knew exactly how to act in events like these. But, she was there as Zayaan’s plus one, and, even though her heart kept pounding in her chest at the sight of Julien’s son, she also knew these people were probably side-eyeing her or even questioning what was someone like her doing among them. So, while Zayaan played his social role and talked to others, Nari stood by the side of the yacht, feeling the breeze hit her naked shoulders and caress her cheeks. “ It really is beautiful, isn’t it? ” More than taking pictures, God, she would have loved to paint these beautiful colors. It did a number in her chest, watching nature paint the sky so beautifully. “ I mean, I can try and take a picture of you, but I doubt it would do both you and the sky any justice. ” With that, she offered her hand, in case the brunette wanted to hand her phone. “ I can still try, though. ”
vivienne's dark eyes lingered at the offered hand, tracing the line of the younger woman's outstretched fingers with a faint curl of amusement in her lips before lifting her gaze to meet theirs. the brunette considered it for a second, considering the sincerity behind their offer, but in the end, she simply gave a subtle shake of her head. " thank you, but there's no need for that, " she murmured in response, pausing for a second before continuing, " some moments simply cannot be captured and are better reserved for the now. " turning back to the expanse of color in the sky, she took a sip from her flute of champagne before adding, " wouldn't you rather experience it with someone dear to you? " / @clemcntia
"that one likes you." rosalie's voice was soft as the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "i didn't believe that cats actually chose people before coming here but they definitely do..." she slowly put her hand down to massage the top of the black cats head and make sure she didn't trigger a fight response in the little but mighty ball of fluff. "this one just won't leave me be but i don't mind the company. if i didn't like it i would just leave, right?" ros' eyebrows raised as her shoulders shrugged. "he also loves the warmth of my keyboard. managed to save it so it lives to fight another day, though the 'c' key is still quite sticky." shaking her head, she finally looked up at the other. "so, do you come here often? no feline friends back home?"
" i sure hope so since it's practically using me as a living furnace, " valentina quipped with a playful scoff, but there was no real bite to her tone. perhaps, there was even fondness in there since she has taken a liking to the little ball of fur as well. her fingers skimmed along the cat's back in slow strokes before her eyes darted to the black cat then back to the woman in question. " yeah, but do you think they choose other people when we're not around? or do they just wait for their chosen human to come back? " she wondered out loud. honestly, she didn't want to think about that because now, she suddenly feel a possessiveness over the feline that definitely doesn't belong to her. with a shake of her head, she joked playfully, " well--if they do damage your keyboard, you should ask the owner for a new one. and not really, i can't afford to have one yet. do you? " / @s1nclairs
location: the annual carnival
who: valentina (@blcssomfully)
elliott hadn't planned on staying at the carnival after dropping his daughter off. it was her first year attending with her friends over him, which he was glad meant he didn't have to spend countless dollars on trying to win the huge teddies for her, but still left the quiet sting of his baby growing up. before taking off, however, he decides he needs to sample some of the food. attending the carnivals here were the first time he'd tried fried pickles and corndogs, and while they didn't quite live up to the nostalgia warm, sugary doughnuts from home brought, he still enjoyed to indulge. he's waiting in line when he turns to the person behind him, “ what's your favorite carnival food ? i'm taste testing. ”
this carnival seems like one of the many charms of a small town. there were plenty of people milling around, but not too many that it felt suffocating. if this was in new york, one would barely have space to move around. valentina was walking around the food stalls to see what would appeal to her since she wasn't particularly hungry yet. but she already have a mimosa in hand with a pretty little umbrella when she decided to queue up while deciding what to get next. when the person in front of her asked what her favorite carnival food is, val tilted her head slightly as she tapped her finger against the rim of her glass, " now that you've mentioned that, i'm suddenly craving churros or maybe some good old tacos loaded with spicy jalapeños. what about you? what's on your list? " / @thistld
"homeschooled, sort of. then i got my ged." it was the simplest answer, at last. "no, no mockingbirds are harmed. there's a movie too, but i'd recommend reading the book first. the book versions are usually better." it had been a while since indy had watched the old to kill a mockingbird movie, but they remembered it to be a pretty close adaptation. "we could always make a movie night outta it, if you like the recommendation and all."
" so did i-- " she blurted out in surprise before she could stop herself, blinking a little as if surprised by her own admission. it wasn't something she went around telling people, but it's not like she's trying to hide it either. at the reassurance that no mockingbirds were harmed in the book, she nodded her head in agreement, " alright--i think you got me there. i'll go pick up that book and see where it goes. " at the suggestion of a movie night, she arched a playful brow at them as she teased, " i'm down for a movie night, but i think i'm gonna need a name first. valentina. " she told her with a faint smile as she extended her hand for a shake. / @whiskeyneats
A part of Alejandro wished that he was the kind of man who would be moved by her emotions. A few years ago, he definitely would have been. Valentina had had him wrapped around her little finger for most of his life; growing up, there was barely anything he wouldn't do for her even if it came at a cost to himself. Now, though, Ale met her gaze head on and all he felt was a bone deep exhaustion. "Isn't that what we do? You come crying to me. I move heaven and hell to fix it and then you go running back to him?" That was the crux of it then -- Alejandro hated to admit that he was nothing more than the forgotten man in her life, the one she knew that she could come back to when things didn't work out elsewhere and he hated it; he could recognize the feeling inside of him for what it was -- at his core, Ale was jealous that he didn't seem to be as important to Val as she was to him. Her next words, though, caused him to pause. He was sure he'd misheard. "When," he asked. "Why?" He'd only just gotten his life on track. He was trying. He couldn't allow himself to be caught up in her relationship drama again.
" i didn't come here for you to fix me, " she countered sharper than she intended, but the edge dulled almost instantly as her gaze dropped to the floor. her throat tightened as she forced the words out, " i--i'm here because i have nowhere else to go. " and wasn't that the ugly truth? the home she thought she'd built ended up just being a playhouse made of plastic that was now collapsing around her. and the truth was she couldn't even resent alejandro for the way he's acting now because she's been to blame, not realizing how much she'd let the distance grow between them. he was the one person who's always been there for her and as he's said it, the one who moves heaven and hell just to fix her shit. and she'd made him into a stranger without even noticing. meeting his eyes once more, she allowed her guard to completely be let down as she answered, " you're right. i ran back to him because i thought what we had was real. turned out he's been screwing someone behind my back for god knows how long. " and that mere thought had her fingers curling into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as if to keep herself from shaking. " so now, i left him. and i came here because of you. " / @divineinfamy
there was a sense of nervousness within him as sebastian drove to rebekah's home, an rarity in a part of his almost every day routine. the author had drive, walk, jog and ride all the way to davenport before thousands of times in the span of his friendship with rebekah and yet— it felt different this time around. he both looked for and dreaded the thought of seeing rebekah sinclair for something that wasn't work related for the first time since the two of them returned from new york; the fear of their relationship changing ever-present on the pit of his stomach yet not strong enough to trump the butterflies that had taken over the rest of his body at just the thought of seeing her smile again. with a deep sigh after a few minutes debating between staying in his car for a few minutes or simply walking up to her door once he realized his candor had resulted in him arriving too early, sebastian decided on just going for it, ringing her doorbell like he hadn't done in years, nervously arranging the light-blue, short-sleeve seersucker shirt wrapped around his torso.
the sight of rebekah, shining bright like the sun was enough to calm him down and ground him, at least until she greeted him. was it too obvious that he had been counting the days since they agreed on the plan? "i meant it when i said i missed you" he smiled, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead. it was almost like muscle memory after years of greeting her the same exact way, except this time around he took a second longer to stand at his normal height again, the scent of her perfume immediately piercing his nostrils. "but if you're not ready to leave yet i can wait in the car. food took less than expected and i just really wanted to see you, so here we are. you look great." he voiced, blue eyes glued on his best friend.
there was that familiar thump in her chest when his lips brushed her forehead, one that she used to ignore before--but now, there's no denying it. the gesture was so achingly familiar, but the way he lingered a heartbeat longer had her chest fluttering with something else. letting out a soft laugh in an attempt to disguise the warmth rising on her cheeks, bekah teased him gently, " seb--you don't have to wait in the car, you know? you can come inside. " she stepped back to hold the door open for him and barely got the words out before the rapid patter of paws echoed down the hall.
snow came bounding over, the big samoyed practically throwing herself against sebastian's legs as she wagged her tail happily. " it seems like i'm not the only one who missed you, " she murmured under her breath before it was followed by another chuckle to mask the weight of what she couldn't say. that she missed him terribly and there wasn't a day that she hasn't thought about him and new york. stepping back to let him inside with snow glued to his side, she added, " give me two minutes to grab my shoes and then we can head out. " / @kalcidoscope
"it's all good." angelo, shrugs, knowing he was more of a man of little words than an oversharer. "ah, no. we weren't pet people." the thought of an animal or two running around his parent's pristine house almost makes him laugh, shaking his head. maybe if his younger sibling had asked, his parents might've conceded, but angelo grew up knowing better than to ask his parents for anything because the answer would be a firm no. "alright, fair. if you see me with a dog next time, i'll owe you a coffee or something."
a flicker of understanding softened her features at his response. and although her curiosity was itching to ask why, she knew enough not to pry especially with someone like angelo, who clearly wasn't comfortable about oversharing. instead, the corners of her lips curved into a grin as she agreed, " i'll never say no to a free coffee--speaking, i still have to wrangle this little one to the vet, so i won't take much of your time anymore. " her hand brushed over snow's head as she added fondly, " she's not so little anymore, but don't tell her that--she'll always be my babygirl. " / @whiskeyneats
location: elodie's home in davenport status: closed ( @blcssomfully ) time: 6pm
elodie heard the doorbell ring and rushed to get it. she had texted bekah to come over and have dinner but she wasn't sure her cousin would be available this week but so happy that she was. she reached for the door and smiled. "i already have the wine ready and the food is almost done. come in, come in." she said, getting out of the others way.
she turned to head back to the kitchen and glanced back. "you can just leave everything by the door. i brought down the slippers you used last week, too. they're officially yours." she said with a laugh. "i hope pasta is okay." elodie said as she reached the kitchen.
"i can't wait to hear all about your week." elodie said as she reached for the bottle of wine and started to pour it into both of their glasses.
rebekah rarely turned down an invite from her cousin, no matter how busy her schedule got, she's always find a way to make time for family. their mother is like a second mom to her, so it was inevitable for her to be close with the fairmont girls as well. with a bright smile on her lips and a tub of chocolate chip cookies, she greeted warmly, " i come bearing homemade bribes. "
kicking off her shoes at the door, she stepped into the slippers elodie brought out for her. " wine and pasta? you're totally spoiling me, " the blonde teased her fondly as she padded towards the kitchen, drawn by the smell already filling the air.
leaning against the kitchen counter, she couldn't help but shake her head a little as she answered, " honestly, i don't even know where to start but let's just say it hasn't been boring. did you happen to catch the hot air balloon launch last weekend? " / @dcorum
closed starter for @porphyros / ft. evelyn fairmont
location: davenport academy (alumni breakfast)
with her parents insistence that they shouldn't miss the alumni breakfast at the academy since it would be a good way to reconnect to their roots, rebekah found herself hovering by the pastry table with a cup of steaming coffee in hand. at least the spread was impressive--croissants, danishes, fruit tarts and every kind of carb that could make her morning better. weighing which one would pair best with her coffee, her gaze shifted slightly to catch a silhouette she'd recognize anywhere.
her lips curved instantly into a smile as she called out to her with genuine excitement, " evie! " her voice was probably louder than she intended, causing a warm flush on her cheeks as she stepped away from the pastry table to make her way towards the femme. " i didn't know you'd be here as well, " she added in a hushed tone this time without the smile leaving her lips.
