A03: SolariaPeregrine

[solariaperegrine]

To Whoever Abandoned Baby Tangerine

I gave her a name—because she deserved one.

She was an orange kitten with yellow eyes.

I found her while walking my dog. She was half-dead, lying by the side of the road.

She didn’t move at all when I wrapped her in a towel, hoping to bring her some warmth.

There were wounds on her small body, and I feared the ones inside were even worse.

I knew her chances of surviving were close to none.

But I picked her up anyway—because no living creature deserves to be left in that state.

Except, perhaps, the person who left her there.

To whoever left her dying by the roadside:

In my head, I’ve condemned you to a fate far worse.

In my head, you are burning in hell.

I know justice is rarely served.

But still, I pray you are brought to justice.

One way or another, I hope you never know peace.

You don’t deserve a full night’s rest, or a good meal, or shelter from the cold.

Because if this world were fair, you would have none of those things.

I asked her to fight, that poor little baby.

But she couldn’t anymore. She was tired. She was ready to go.

And why should she stay, when all she'd ever known were the worst of us?

So I told her, as I closed her eyes for the last time:

I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.

I’m so sorry this world was so cruel to you.

Maybe the next one will be kinder. Maybe God will welcome you.

I don’t know. I truly don’t know. But I can only hope.

[solariaperegrine]

It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I've had this account for 10 years? It's very inactive and I actually only used it more regularly from 2023 to now.

[marislittlethings-deactivated20]

deeply obsessed with the bridgerton siblings finding the loneliest, most underappreciated people and then forcibly adopting them into their family by way of scandalous marriages

[solariaperegrine]

First thing a Bridgerton looks for in a spouse is ✨Trauma ✨

[solariaperegrine]

I hope my dogs die before me

I have six

Six of them

Six wet noses to boop in a loop

Six merry toots

My days are full of cheer and laughter

And some day, when they are frayed

I hope my dogs die before me

Then I shall serve as I have done

My lap for their weary head

My voice for their ailing ears

One last boop

To a friend going home

[solariaperegrine]

Homelander in a nutshell 🤡🤡🤡

#TheBoys #Homelander

[solariaperegrine]

My friend told me to try this dating app.

So I did, and let me tell you the amount of

Dicks 🍆🍆🍆 I saw must have been more than all of my women ancestors combined had ever seen before.

😔Modern Problems

[solariaperegrine]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Colin Bridgerton maintains that love at first sight is insanity. That one had to be a particularly teeth grinding cringe kind of stupid to fall in love without knowing jack shit about the other person.

He took a sip of beer before continuing  his rant to Philip Crane, who, on second thought must be the last person he should have vented on.

The guy lost his wife just a year ago.

"It's  madness I tell you!  It's  so unrealistic and the way they portray it in movies makes me want to gag--"

These were the exact words that left his mouth when he saw her . The same exact words he now swallowed because the beautiful girl in sage green dress sat across their table and smiled at her  very obviously gay friend. 

And there it was, like a bolt of lighting.

It must have been what it felt like to witness the birth of Venus. This must be what Orpheus felt when  he met Eurydice. 

Love

How stupid it was to believe it could be possible. Yet...there was not another  word for this.

Was it mere infatuation?  

But he did not feel the least bit turned on.  Not that she is not sexy. 

And not like he is not like any hot blooded male.

Somehow this felt different. He felt like he was a goblet, overflowing.  In the few seconds he glanced at her, his mind filled with visions.

Of himself waiting at the altar. 

Of red haired children dancing in a meadow.

He heard church bells ringing and also heard himself swearing libations to her name.

What is her name?

He wondered if he knew her from another plane of existence. If this had happened  before and he was repeating some Sisyphean task from the universe.  Because  what else could it be, there was no worldly explanation  for the pull he felt in his bones.

The compulsion which made him shift  his entire  body to her direction

He must have heard Philip's attempt to pull him back to earth but somehow his mind won't  register  reason.

Love at first sight.

It doesn't  make the least bit of sense

But there he was walking towards her table .

The beating of his own heart loud against his ears.

...it was love

***

Philip Crane has had enough.

His  best friend and work colleague Colin Bridgerton  kept gawking at the pretty redhead across them.

His mouth hanging open like some idiot.

"You wanna talk to her?"

He said, snapping fingers in front of his face.  

"Y-yes!" Colin replied nervously.  This baffled Philip. Colin has never been the type to lack confidence.

"Go on then!" Philip said, tapping his shoulder.Did he even need to encourage him. The git had already stood from the table. 

"Colin" Philip called again. 

"Yes?" Colin said. 

"Play it cool mate. Don't come on too strong"

Philip held his own breath while Colin sauntered to her table. 

The redhead and her gay friend started noticing Colin  and both turned their eyes to the broad shouldered  man who loomed above them.

"Come home with me" 

Philip just about died. Of all the fucking pick-up lines. That's what he went  with?

"Who are you?" The redhead said,  incredulous, understably.  If  Philip was in her shoes, he would have decked Colin.

"The man who's gonna marry you"

Must this torture never end?

"I'm Colin"

Philip had to do something. He stood from the table and followed Colin, keeping a close enough  distance.

"Is he always like this?" She asked him, when she noticed the look of retreat he was trying to communicate  to Colin. 

"Yes" Philip answered, placing a palm on his forehead. As if being a single father of two isn't enough headache for one botanist. Now he had to provide parental guidance to his friend too? Fucking hell the man himself is an adult who spoke sense just minutes  ago. 

"Not really" Philip tried denying. But he remembered  the way Colin waxed poetics about Penelope, the wife of Odysseus. Sometimes being friends with a literature professor becomes too unbearable, especially  when said professor spent a sabbatical year in Greece then comes back to teach a semester of classical Greek epic romances to a group of youngsters about  half of them, horny young women.

Didn't  help Colin was apparently  very physically  attractive ( how else would he have known. They were classmates in an all male boarding school)

Thus, Philip's last semester  was spent dodging underage girls who kept pretending they have a class with him just to get Colin's  number. 

Is this now an opportunity  for revenge? He'll take it.

"But also kind of yes. I mean to say. He is not really the type to be this bold. He means no harm."

"I'm Penelope " 

Fuck.

"Your name is like a melody" Colin said, almost singing.

Philip felt his eyes roll back inside his head. Of all the names in the known world why did it have to be Penelope? Why Penelope? Why? That will just reinforce Colin's  delusions.

"A singer, is that what you are?"  The  redhead quipped.

"I also play the lyre" bragged Colin, a sheepish smile pulling his lips.

"Oh, a liar , and a player too! I've met too many men like you!" Said Penelope.

"'I am not like that"  Colin said.

"They all say that" she said. With a sad smile.

"I'm sorry" Colin heaved a dejected sigh.

"He's not like any man you've met" Still Philip  cannot help come to his friend's rescue.

"How  come?"  She asked.

"He's actually a classissist"  Philip said. Colin really owes him. Bigtime

"A classist?" She said, smirking.

"Well, he IS a Bridgerton"   Everyone knows the last name. As one would know a Vanderbilt or in the same vein, a Featherington.

"A narcissist?" Penelope  quipped.

" You could say--" Philip began.

"Philip!" Colin snapped.

"Fine. Tell her what you're working on. Orpheus "

To his relief, Penelope  seemed less weary of them.

Actually, is she enjoying  this?

Colin explained his craft. "I'm working on a song. It isn't finished yet. But when it's done and when I'll sing it. Spring will come again."

"Come again?" Penelope  asked.

"Figuratively"  Colin clarified. "Um. Let me show you"

Colin borrowed the guitar from Theo, the bartender who also had on his face, a shit eating  grin.

They were regulars. Now Philip  wondered if he can ever come again to this bar.

Soon however, Colin plucked the strings  and sang. Despite the strangeness of it all, Colin did have a wonderful voice and affinity to music.

The entire bar turned to watched him 

Great. More unsolicited  attention. But when Colin's  voice rang through the air, Philip cannot help be enthralled himself.

Spring will come That's what I'm workin' on A song to fix what's wrong Take what's broken, make it whole A song so beautiful It brings the world back into tune Back into time And all the flowers will bloom When you become my wife

"Oh, he's crazy!" she said.  "Why would I become his wife?"

"Erm Freudian Slip. He means can he buy you a drink" Philip said, getting in between them.

Colin gave him a look of gratitude.

"And why should I say yes to that?"  She said. She did not look weirded out or surprised, but actually  looked like she was teasing for fun.

"Maybe because he'll make you feel alive? " Philip said then wondered how Colin could pay him back for this.

"How do you know that?" She asked.

"He helped me when I lost my wife" Something  flickered in Penelope's  eyes then.

Something warm and wonderful.

"Fine. Mister Colin Bridgerton. Buy me a drink" Penelope said  to the fool, finally. 

Colin looked like a dog who had just been told he will spend the entire day at the park.

The gay friend who just watched everything  unfold with benign amusement suddenly  then took Philip's hand and took them back to their table, leaving Penelope to talk with  Colin.

"My friend just spent an entire weekend crying because of a bad breakup"  He said to Philip, whispering. 

"Let's  leave them be, shall we? What did you say your name was again?"

"Philip"

"Hi Philip! That's funny, My name is Dodi"

Philip let out a laugh.  An involuntary little laugh. He took a long swig of his Long Island Iced Tea and wondered  if he was a side character to some badly written RomCom novel.

[solariaperegrine]

Art by @celestialsmessy1

A party, there just had to be a party. Penelope always hated parties. They are too crowded and too loud and once in a while, a creep would hoot and holler  at her, thinking she would take it as a compliment.

Penelope is not that desperate for a dick. She may be twenty and still a virgin but no, thank you very much, she is not that starved for male attention.

If anything she's  had enough of it.

The creep this time around is some blonde affluenza kid.

She knew his name.

He wore a name tag.

Did she mention this is a fundraiser she was required by her publisher to attend? It was supposedly a professional event hence the need for nametags. 

Hers  read: Penelope Featherington/Novelist, Danbury House

Great! Now, the creep will have a way to find out her info. 

Penelope shifted her weight on her feet in discomfort. Not only is the Creep asking her if she has a boyfriend, he's  also asking if she's interested in shifting publishers

Full name: Richard Fawker, from Abbott Publishing. If his nickname was Dick, then she would tag him as a Dick Fucker. If it’s Rich, then he's a Rich Fucker. If it's Chard, then he would be a Charred Fucker. 

She giggled to herself as she thought of the many ways he could save his phone number (which he handed to her  in a business card BTW) then block him later. She was being  careful not to offend the asshole.  Abbott is a top competitor and they have been vying to acquire Danbury  House for years. 

Just last year, they attempted  to outdo Danbury House sales by signing Cressida Cowper, a well known "radical" feminist (but in actuality just a misandric narcissist). Only for their sales to be stomped when Danbury  House signed both Eloise Bridgerton (an actual, intellectual, no nonsense, next Simone de Beauvoir, actual feminist) and Lady  Whistledown (the most popular romance novelist Europe has ever seen in the last 50 years) in one month. 

Agatha told Penelope  how butthurt Execs at Abbott would jump at any chance to diminish the Danbury brand,  perhaps even using tactics as low as attacks on grounds of character. 

Additionally, Agatha Danbury herself might pull out her hair if she discovered Penelope humiliated a competitor.   It would relflect badly on the company image. Agatha always prefer for their sales and awards to be their weapon.

Penelope thinks otherwise.  What use was her sharp wit if she can't use it to shatter overinflated egos?

"I've been told Lady Whistledown will attend. Do you know her?" Rich Fucker asked. Penelope bit the insides of her cheeek.

She internally scoffed upon realizing the man in front of her was showing his real intention.

"I wonder if she's a looker" he said. Penelope cringed.

Would the dickwad die in embarassment if Penelope was to suddenly tell him, she is in fact  Lady Whistledown all along.

Tempting. Penelope  thought.  Tempting... but not worth  it.

Not worth it. Her thoughts  echoed inside her.

Not worth it.  She repeated to herself. Besides, Agatha also wants me to scout new talent. 

Penelope looked at the crowd for a sign of Eloise.  She had excused herself to go to the loo. And in the five minutes El left her side, Penelope managed to attract trouble.

A sigh of relief escaped Penelope  when she saw  Eloise finally returning from the loo.

...only for her to do a 360 degree  turn around upon spotting Penelope  with a man.

Damn it!

Penelope's  eyes widened in horror.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. No!

It was truth she wanted dick but not just any dick. And certainly  not the horrid  Gucci wearing man's dick.

He's both a cad and a chad. 

The words died in Penelope's throat. Must have been the glass of Amarone she downed before the man with an assault of color for a wardrobe decided to sour her already unpleasant evening.

There was also the slight buzzing in her head. Damn Eloise and her alcoholic choices!

The Best Friend said it was liquid courage.

...liquid fire more like it.

Everyone knows Penelope  and alcohol don't mesh well together. They seem to always find a way to end up on the floor. 

"Can I get vodka for the lady" Dick Fucker said to the broad shouldered bartender whose back was to them as he was putting some bottles on the shelf. 

The bartender turned around. "Afraid not Sir, the organizer said we can only serve wine"  His voice, honey on her ears as it has always been.  

It cannot be.

"Colin?" Penelope said in surprise. "Colin, you're  home? El never said--"

"Surprise!?" He said, sheepishly. 

Understatement of the entire fucking century. Not only was Penelope  surprised, she was also scared, and horny and shocked and nervous because what the flying fuck is Colin Bridgerton doing in London when he should be in freaking Tuscany?

And damn it Colin Bridgerton  is fit!  Is that a tan? And a new tattoo on his forearm? 

Colin peered over to Charred Fawker, then stared intently at Penelope. "This git bothering you Pen?" 

She nodded softly, feeling  a lump form on her throat. 

Colin stared Fawker down. "The lady's clearly not interested, mate.  Get a hint!" 

Maybe it's the tattoos or the tan, or the black button down shirt, but somehow Colin looked quite scary when he had admonished the annoying man.

Penelope had never pegged Colin as someone intimidating. In her mind he has always been the charming, all smiles, lovable dork who sometimes make her panties wet when he rolls up his sleeves to reveal his inked and toned forearms.

To her distress,  he did roll up his sleeves, then poured a glass of wine  as they both watched Rich Fucker leave them be.

Colin and his forearms and his  voice.

Yum...

"Drinks on me, Pen"  

She did not say anything.

"Pen? You alright?"  He asked in concern. She must have looked flustered.

"I-uh- the Tattoo. It's  new!"  She managed to say.

"They're  my favorite  flowers" He said with a smile. It is so like him to ease in a conversation  with her as if they had not seen each other in six months.

"Roses?" Penelope  asked.

"Not just any rose"   He said with an affectionate expression overtaking his face. 

Penelope  knew Colin's tattoos always signify a person.

A  girl perhaps

She did not dare ask who could be the person which inspired the tattoo. For all she knew it could be Marina, the influencer.

Eloise sent her a picture  of Colin and Marina in France, laughing over Croissants.

What is even funny about Croissants?  Other than it's the only instance where being flaky is the desirable outcome. 

Ah. That had to be it. Colin probably came up with  a ridiculous  joke like that and Marina didn't know what hit her.

Gods, the man made Penelope fall in love with  him because  of a horse joke he made once upon a time, five years ago.

The tattoo IS probably because  of a girl. Penelope resigned.

And I am not that girl 

"Anyway, thanks for that. I owe you Col--catch you later. " She said, then turned her back to him, intending  to leave.

Colin stopped her on her tracks, by  reaching to grab her arm.

"Where do you think you're  going Pen?"

Oh no. Not the voice and the vice-like grip.

"I need to go"  she made an act of swiping through  her phone  as if checking something.

"You didn't even ask me what I'm doing here?" He asked, offended. He then looked from her arm to her face and finally let it go, reluctanctly.

She replied with a smirk. "Oh! I know--New Club? Charity event organized by Danbury House?  You stacking shelves? This is one of your new establishments isn't  it?  Otherwise why would a BridgerBro bother with bartending?" 

He laughed in response. "You know me too well, Penny but...No! This is actually Theo's"

Theo Sharpe, her and Eloise's  Agent Theo  Sharpe.

"I better go. I don't  think I can get home if I drink more"

"Pen you cannot be thinking  of driving--"

"I've had two glasses of wine Mr. Bridgerton" she said. 

"You and alcohol are a match made in hell Penelope" he joked. "You  are not leaving. I forbid it"

She scoffed at him. "Fine! FYI. I didn't drive here so I was thinking of getting a cab. But if you're  so concerned about me, find your ghoster of a sister and tell her to drive me home."

"I don't  think  that's  an option"

"Why?"

"Eloise kinda already left the bar --with some dude" Colin said uncomfortably. 

"Why would she do that? That's dangerous"

"Um.. it was Theo--"  Colin finally confessed. 

"Oh!" Penelope said, realizing.

"Take a chill pill Penny. One can pick up a lover anywhere"

"Speaking from experience" she retorted.

"Guilty" he said with half smile, then bowed his head in embarassment.

"Then-- I have no choice but to  get a cab"

Colin furrowed his brows. "You say that as if I am not an option-- Am I not an option, Pen?"

Was she imagining the strange lilt of disappointment  in his voice.

You're  the only option, actually. She thought.

But of course she did not dare say that out loud. 

It would be friendship sabotage.

She shook her head.

"So I'm not-not an option,  that's  a double-negative. I take that  as a yes"

"Colin..." she groaned in frustration. "Is this  how you usually pick up women? By being insufferable?" 

He chortled. "Yeah. That and my beautiful  face"  He bit back. Penelope laughed too.

Their eyes met then.

Colin stopped laughing, his face suddenly  becoming quite grave.

"Penelope--I must insist. I will take you home. I need to tell you something  anyway"

***

Soon Penelope found herself staring at a Ducati.

"That's  a motorcycle" 

"No--it's an Elephant" Colin said sarcastically, while handing her a helmet. 

Penelope hit him on the shoulder.

"When you said you're  going to drive me. I assumed there would be car"

" I told  you I was going to take you home--not drive you home"

Penelope  shuddered. "Fine"

She put on the sky blue helmet but struggled a bit with the buckle. 

Colin watched her fumbling before deciding to help her. He grasped the buckles, his knuckles grazing  Penelope's chin.

"Look up" he instructed  at Penelope, who kept  her eyes pinned to ground.

"Look up. You're  too short if you don't  look up I will need to bend a bit and my cute ass is gonna be on display for the whole world to see"

Penelope looked up but rolled  her eyes at him.

"What's  up with these buckles. Why are they so hard to fasten" she said, with some annoyance.

"It's  lower tech, but safer for crashes" Colin  explained.

"Wow. Thanks for reminding  me we could crash anytime" She said in sarcasm.

Colin tapped her helmet. Penelope  felt the vibration on her scalp.

"We will not. You're precious  cargo. I'll be extra careful"

[solariaperegrine]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

And here it is! Just a short epilogue, a bittersweet  ending to this tragic story  :)

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, Eloise Bridgerton/Theo Sharpe, Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma Characters: Penelope Featherington, Colin Bridgerton Additional Tags: Character Death, Heavy Angst, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Action but not really, Revenge, Plot twist at chapter 2. You can treat chapter 1 as standalone, TRAGIC AF, I warned y'all this is not a happy story, Complete Summary:

"We wanted to build a home. But even before that plan. I knew she already was my home. Now, I am but a rogue planet careening the vast cosmos. Now, I shall walk the Earth aimless as I find my way back to her."

Warning! PLEASE, I BEG YOU! don't read if you cannot handle this sad ass story.

Summary: Colin Bridgerton loses Penelope thru a hit and run accident. All the Bridgerton siblings avow vengeance. Minor Kanthony and Theloise

[thisis-artyanna]

Lately I've been dressing for revenge...

I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon and draw season 3 Pen based on that 2 pixel leak. Just show us her glow up PLEASE Bridgerton 😭🙏

[solariaperegrine]

This artstyle is to die for!!! 😍😍😍😋😋

[thisis-artyanna]

Modern!Polin, anyone? 🥺💛🥰

[solariaperegrine]

this made me think of a Polin airport reunion!

[thisis-artyanna]

Modern!Polin, anyone? 🥺💛🥰

[solariaperegrine]

this made me think of a Polin airport reunion 💛💛💛

[solariaperegrine]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Smut, My First Smut Summary:

Chapter 1: Five times Colin Bridgerton watched Penelope Featherington through a window.

Chapter 2: Plus the one time he watched her form on another kind of glass

//the origin story of Colin's mirror kink. **author finally wrote something happy for once.

[solariaperegrine]

i literally begged people to not read this sad ass fanfic . I think I wrote it to deal with grief.

Instead I literally found a support group in the comment section.

If you want to cry today. Please read this absolute tragic mess of a fanfic.

I warned you. This is not fun.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[solariaperegrine]

So one of my readers/followers deleted their account and I am here just really praying they are alright and in good health and not suffering in any way.

I have no way of knowing what happened to this person but I want him/her to know my stories do have a very happy ending (except for this one fic that I wrote to deal with grief)

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I have an idea regarding Eloise Bridgerton!

This idea is how we can fix her storyline for the TV while retaining elements from the book.

I suggest for her season to go down the path of Jo March of Little Women/ King and I/ Sound of Music etc.

So Eloise is a strong willed girl right? And Philip is kind of an ass (esp in the book. Pls. Don't defend this a**hole pls.)

Show Bridgerton have us getting Bridgerton sibs into love that they do not expect.

So Eloise, the strong willed independent one and forward thinking one will find love with Philip who is the exact antithesis of the love she expects and hopes for herself.

For this to happen Marina will have to die. Perhaps Eloise befriends Philip by attending Marina's funeral or she may have a prior correspondence with Marina due to Penelope's betrayal etc.

Perhaps Philip maybe a bit traditional and he will be the type to be stern on his children. He will probably employ strict rules on behavior etc. Or maybe have servants raise these children more than himself. He will be stern. But not abusive.

Because in his head this is how it should be for them to be "enough" for society. He do not want them to experience how he was "never enough" how he was the "weirdo geeky second son" bullied by his own father and the other school boys for not being as strong and as handsome as George.

He has good intentions. He does not want them to be trampled down by people of higher standing.He is a mere Baronet. Basically a commoner with a title. He is also a second son. A spare to the heir.

But Eloise, having been raised in a loving environment which allowed her to be herself. (Sure the Bridgertons may roll their eyes at her but they never really prohibit her from her forward thinking. They don't really stifle her. They just really worry for her a lot)

Because of this Eloise realizes how good she have it with her own family and thus appreciates them more, all the while helping Philip understand how his "parenting" is damaging to his children.

she will be the one who will make him "loosen up" and "chill" and actually enjoy living instead of just being with his plants all the time.

After all, Eloise is a spontaneous character

Philip soon realizes ( thru the drama with an actually abusive governess) They may not be his own bio children but the children see him as their own father.

He was abused as a kid right? And was lonely. Eloise will make him realize how he is doing exactly what was done to him to the twins.

Eloise will have grown up from the Third Season, thus preparing her to be the Boss of her own season.

Systematically tearing down Philips walls and insecurities and internalized machismo etc.

What does Philip offer in exchange?

Well he is smart. I can give him that.

I hope they portray him to be an academic. And someone who does not rely on his title to be respectable.

He will entertain Eloise rants and and actually challenge them etc. He will not be opposed to the idea of feminism etc. Having gone through the wringer with expectations of "manliness" himself. but he will challenge Eloise to refine her ideas "the academic way" teaching her methods of inquiry.

Teaching her how to stick it to the man ala Mary Wolstonecraft. After all she is rich enough to have the same level of influence (despite the glass ceiling).

He will teach Eloise to play the game. To maximize the space she has been given as a gentlewoman ala Jane Austen. He will be the professor she was never allowed to have.

He will always attempt to do the right thing. And that will be the most admirable thing about him.

The trait Eloise will fall in love with

He always tries. He did not need to adopt these children as his own but he did and he is trying his best to be a good father. (While really having the worst possible foundation)

Meanwhile, Eloise now in love with Philip. Will also struggle to reconcile the idea of herself and motherhood. Eventually though, she will realize that motherhood is not contrary to feminism, to her ideas of freedom etc.

Raising children can be intellectually rewarding. Especially when she bonds with Amanda and Oliver who are both very intelligent and wary/questioning of authority. This bond will help her discover how they are being abused by their governess.

Then she becomes like "Jo March" character.

Finding her purpose was to be a governess. Raising very intelligent and open minded children.

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But what about possessive Penelope? From the show and books we already know she has a bite to her. What if we drive her over the edge and make her more possessive towards Colin and our dear boi discovers HE LOVES IT. Why? Because no one really pays attention to him. Now he has an obsessed girlfriend who remembers the color of the coat he wore on February 27, at 6:00 PM

I already had a line written.

Penelope's gonna be like:

"You may be ridiculous--but you are mine and I don't  plan to share--EVER. Remember, I am not a kind and charitable woman, when it comes to you Colin Bridgerton"

I wanna write this toxic AU fanfiction so bad. But I have two WIPs to finish. 😭😭😭

#AU