#angelica spade

[nohrenvia]

Bizarre Rain

ᴊᴊʙᴀ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴀᴜ

Type ー OC x Canon

Synopsis ー London, England 1860's. High society couldn't believe what they saw. A commoner marrying a nobleman? Had the world gone mad? It definitely is.

Featuring ー Victorian AU Bucci gang & Oc's

a/n. Thank you @theclairedelunemiracle for setting the AU in motion. This story took a lot of time to write, but it was fun nonetheless.

Who is Lady Angelica?

As you all may have known, she is the heiress of Spade, one of the largest tea company to ever be built upon England. It isn't uncommon for the nouveau riche to enter high society as a newcomer, the Spade family rose into riches a decade ago, earning themselves a place as one of the richest family in high society, surpassing several barons, viscountess, and even earls. The high society has never been merciful to the nouveau riches. So evidently, Miss Spade endures by waltzing her way into the ballroom, whilst whispered insults were aimed at her.

Recalling a few years ago, Angelica Spade was nothing but a mere merchant's daughter, her unclear past left an unimpressionable mark, leaving not a single clue to where her family had hailed from.

Being loved and hated at the same time sounds utterly ridiculous, Angelica thought so.

Her kind and merciful nature had made her a saint in the eyes of some, and the other whom hated her brings scorn at every turn. The world of the elite was a strange and dangerous place, just as treacherous as the low class.

Angelica Spade wasn't born in aristocracy or gentry. Her mother, a descendant of a fallen noble house, married a timid yet hardworking commoner.

The man's endeavors are well-paid by heaven's above, amassing an incredulous amount of wealth than expected. As of now, the Spade family are one of the richest excluding the nobles and the royals. Their wealth attracted countless attention, it wasn't a surprise if young, but destitute men knocked on house Spade's door in order to take her hand in marriage, of course, they are rejected. Most of them seeks to usurp her fortune to absolve debts, gambling, drinking, and many unspeakable acts she does not condone.

Although the lady bestows mercy, no forgiveness would be allowed to anyone who harmed her or her family.

Rain is an old friend.

It is the oldest friend to her.

Why should one be bothered by water? Most of people felt quite the discomfort when rain falls, huffing at the inconvenience. Nevertheless, as long as she can remember, rain stays where it is needed, and she's had her share of rainfall, particularly during those funerals she attended.

Her first funeral was dedicated to Angelica's dear old grandmother, dying beautifully in her coffin, surrounded by her favorite lilies. She can not remember who cried the most, but the hardest to fall onto his knees was her grandfather.

'Oh, how grandfather loves grandmother with his whole heart, more than himself, I did not know if it's true but I can confirm that thought. He must have cherished her a whole lot that he dug her grave in the middle of October.'

I know. I saw it from afar, behind the graveyard's gates.'

Many of her extended family died, one by one their funerals took a lot out of their meager wealth.

Some died in war, others submit to disease and famine, while a few died from unexpected or natural causes, and poverty crushed the rest.

Angelica was present in every single funeral arranged, and just like a loyal friend, rain arrives. In the very end, all that is left is her mother and her aunt. From a once great family, they were reduced into nothing but rubbles. House London, a once noble viscount household, had perished, courtesy of death.

Such a young soul, to be surrounded by death, the young Spade often thought if she would succumb to the same macabre fate as her ancestors. She never shed a tear upon those who are dead, but whoever said it didn't soften her heart? So soft, so merciful, yet so haunting.

'Would you believe if I say the memory of the smell never abandoned my mind? If you wish to perceive it, then you better search for something dead, entwine that something with withering lilies and roses. By then, you will know the scent of my family, the scent of death, a grotesque aroma.'

Known to be very fond of rain and hydrangeas, others had coined the nickname 'Lady of Hydrangeas' as a formality for her ladyship. The lady herself would gift a hydrangea as a token of her appreciation, most likely picked from her private gardens.

It was said that if one should visited the lady on a rainy day, she would be in a good mood. Any requests shall be granted on behalf of the calming rain.

Lady Aria Pamina Hertz, Baron Hertz's daughter, became close friends to Lady Angelica when they met each other on a rainy day.

Aria had lost her way. The gardens were akin to a maze, the way out wasn't in sights as she strolled. The sky had turned into a gloomy gray and not too long after, droplets of rain fell from the sky, heavy rain obscuring one's eyesight.

From afar, Aria saw a figure holding an umbrella, approaching her.

"Oh, hello there," a lady emerged from behind the curtain of rain.

The kind lady introduced herself as Angelica Spade, she offered Aria her umbrella as they searched and found a place to take shelter from the windy rain, that place being the garden's alcove.

Upon hearing her name, Aria recognized her as the heiress of Spade. She had always admired the mind behind the tea company, especially, their premium tea, launched by Lady Angelica herself, has proven to be wonderful, impressing the tongues of both the highborn and lowborn.

Flattered by such words, Angelica took an interest to the lady, so much that she offered Aria her friendship, deliberately landing a hydrangea on Aria's hand soon after.

The noblewoman, at the end of the day, was chaperoned by Angelica to the main house, the sky is getting darker by the minute. Strangely enough, Aria noticed her new companion did not take a step to the house, instead, the whimsical lady stood in the middle of rain, shielded by an umbrella. Before Aria could express her confusion, Angelica turned her back, returning to the gray gardens and equally gray skies, disappearing once again behind the curtain of rain.

"Come to my house any day, Lady Aria. I'll be sure to welcome you with the wafting scent of my newest tea."

Who would've known, Lady Angelica are well-acquaintanced with Lord Giorno Giovanna, Duke of Naples.

Rumor has it, that Lady Angelica had known the duke since he was a child. But is it true? Or was it another one of the gossips?

Even high-ranked nobles had difficulty arranging or requesting an audience with Duke Giovanna.

Additionally, her ladyship seems to be a member of Duke of Naples's inner circle. The story itself is quite a mystery, however, it couldn't be denied since Lady Angelica is truly Duke Giovanna's friend and one of his loyal confidante.

"Do you remember the time when we strolled by the slums?" Angelica said, reclining on the sofa inside Giorno's study. Now that he was the Duke of Naples, everything the previous duke belongs to him, "And we shared a basket of bread,"

Giorno leans to one of the finely-crafted bookshelves, reading a book, "Yes, I remember it clearly. You gave all the bread to me except for one,"

"I'm not fond of bread, one is enough," She rose from the plush seat, proceeding to gaze outside the palladian window, "But, that basket of bread led you to me, yes?"

The book was shut with a thump, "Indeed," he put the book down on his mahogany table, approaching Angelica, standing beside her as he too gazed the gardens below, "You, however, sent me to Bucciarati,"

"He could care for you better than I, and better than starving by my side," Angelica hummed.

If one inspects closer at the time they were but small children, Angelica and Giorno was similar to siblings, like an elder sister guiding her inexperienced younger brother.

But in truth, he saw her as a mentor, though she was far from it.

The lady knew who and what his true form is, with black hair and dull eyes, the color of dead leaves. She was utterly in shock when she realize his hair was dyed black, and that his true hair is golden, revealing his heritage, and his dream.

"However, if it weren't for you, I would never realize my dream. Grasping what is rightfully mine from the usurper Diavolo is nothing but a fool's daydream, impossible to achieve, if it isn't you who stoked the fire to my heart," glancing to his right, Giorno could see a small smile gracing her lips.

"You strive in light, while I strive in rain. Funny how the world works. Then again, my role was nothing but a wind to your firewood. Your actions are the ones who hoisted you to victory." She giggled, "You are the one who took Bucciarati's hand, I only showed you the way,"

The lady sighs, turning to face the golden-haired youth, "But, Haruno..." she gave him a wry smile, eyebrows scrunched.

The Duke of Naples felt something was amiss, "Yes...?"

"You were courting my landlady!?"

That day, Lord Giorno Giovanna, Duke of Naples, nearly received a slap, courtesy of Lady Angelica's fan.

But now, society know her as Lady Angelica Fugo, the Marchioness of Montierri, or simply as Marchioness Fugo.

Whilst Adrian Spade was given the honor of knighthood by the queen. Marchioness Angelica Fugo was almost given the title of dame, but the damehood was politely declined in favor for it to be given to her aunt, the now Dame Julia London.

The marriage between Marquess Pannacotta Fugo and Lady Angelica Spade shook London's high society to the core, earning many gossips and rumors encircling their matrimony. How did their union came to be?

March 1860. The night is young, the sun had just set. But tonight won't be a quiet night, not with the merrymaking of the ball's participant, and the debutantes. Twas a sight to behold, a party with men and women gliding through the dance floor, enthralled by the alluring music which is played by the recently popular musicians. Many young ladies could only dream about something such as tonight. Those bright-eyed maidens, dreaming about a grand ball, a dashing gentleman sweeping them off their feet. She would know, for that girl dreamt the same when she was but a child.

And here she was, lounging on an armchair at the back of the hall, hiding half of her face with a fan.

"Daughter, we ought to go home." Mr. Spade, sauntered toward her, "There's something we have to discuss... immediately."

Angelica shuts her fan with a sigh, smiling in relief, "Finally, I'm dying to leave this place."

"Indeed, we must. What we will discuss would determine your future." Mr. Spade muttered, prompting Angelica to fumble her fan.

"My dear, you are getting married."

"Pardon...!?" The words left Angelica wide-eyed, the room around her seems to blur away.

All she could see were candlelights...

The first meeting between the two took place in Lord Pericolo's debutante ball, a ball he held for the sake of the season's debutantes. The star bachelors of the season all gathered there, including the young marquess, without doubt it was Duke Giorno Giovanna and his allies.

According to a reliable source, rich and powerful figures graced the hall with their presence.

Bruno Bucciarati, Marquess of Townshend, also known as the 'Port Marquess', a nickname he held to this day. Owner of the Townshend company, a man too kind for his own good, also a desirable husband for the young maidens.

And not to forget, the port marquess's right hand man, Leone Abbacchio, Earl of Surrey. Owning a mine and a bad reputation of being a drunkard. But it is all in the past now that Marquess Bucciarati has baptized him into a new man.

For the free-spirited, simple, and horse-obsessed Earl of Lennox, Guido Mista, Bucciarati saw him fit as another ally with great talents. Lord knows why he chose that wild horse. However, no one can deny his gallant features and charm, handsome as he is cheerful, inciting excitement wherever he goes.

The future Baron Berner, a boy as refreshing as a river stream, also a debutant, Narancia Ghirga. Sponsored by Duke Giovanna and Marquess Bucciarati, he has a considerable amount of wealth despite not inheriting his father's title yet.

It all led to today. Yes, Lord Pericolo's ball is today.

The ball was meant to elevate his ward, Trish Una, as a debutant.

And her soon-to-be husband would meet her for the first time. Then again, Angelica is nervous, as well as the night before, for she knows not the visage of the man she would marry. Everything happened all of a sudden!

Angelica found herself beside her father, inside Lord Pericolo's ballroom. Tonight, she would meet her fiancée.

But before that, there is someone she would like to meet.

And the most surprising is how Marchioness Fugo is also a friend of the Duchess of Naples.

Our dear reliable source also told a story about how Lady Angelica associated herself with foreigners in Lord Pericolo's debutante ball.

Moreover, they were diplomats from India? That certainly sounds mysterious, one might wonder who they are, however, it was revealed to be Duchess Bria Giovanna when she was but a maiden.

"Good evening, Mr. Spade," A man, slightly bowed to Angelica's father.

"Ah! Lord Adal, a pleasure to meet you!" Mr. Spade cheered, shaking the foreigner's hand, a sign of a warm greeting, "I can't believe you've graced us with your presence tonight. Oh, and may I know who this lovely young lady is...?"

Lord Adal gestured to the young woman by his side, she is a rare beauty, capable of binding the many eyes to her spell, but unaware of her own charm.

"This is my daughter." Lord Adal proudly gestures.

Black hair falling like waves upon one's shoulders, eyes imbued with a star-like light, skin shimmering like bronze tampered with honey, and adorned with a sweet smile to her rosy lips.

"Good evening to you, Mr. Spade. My name is Bria Adal." Bria Adal presents a feather-light curtsy. Her eyes then finds itself into a pair of eyes with the color of rain.

Angelica smiles in acknowledgement, happy to meet someone her age.

"A nice evening, yes? I never thought I would meet one of England's largest tea company's owner in the flesh, much less summoned to personally meet him."

Lord Adal swirls his glass of wine in delight, "Say, I mean not to be rude, but I have a box of fine cigars I'd like to share with you while we talk about our business. Shall we?" He turns his body toward the ballroom exit, obviously referencing to the lounge room.

"Ah, it's a shame, Lord Adal. But the one who summoned you isn't me." Mr. Spade grins in withdrawal, "The one who called for you is none other than my daughter."

"Your daughter!? You jest, Mr. Spade! That couldn't be--"

"It's as true as day, my lord. I believe anyone could initiate business matters despite their gender and status. That said, it was Angelica's idea to form a partnership with you," He leers at the baffled lord, "I implore you, my lord. Please give her a chance, you won't regret choosing her." Mr. Spade glanced down to his daughter who beamed brightly due to his praise.

Lord Adal came this far only to be met with his business partner, who happened to be a young girl, as not to waste his chance of gaining a promising partnership, he relents with a heavy heart.

"So, what business venture do you have to offer, Miss Spade?" He cleared his throat.

Angelica swelled with pride, fully supported by her father's praise.

It is here that Lady Angelica first encountered the future Duchess of Naples, Lady Bria Adal, now known as Duchess Bria Giovanna. Their friendship lasted for a long time, it was revealed Lady Angelica summoned Lady Bria to enter the court of London's noble society as diplomats and business partners.

The conversation fell onto a magnificent end with Lord Adal chuckling over his new business partner, a young lady at that. To discuss further transaction and partnership, Mr. Spade led Lord Adal into the lounge room, the latter requested Angelica to take care of his daughter whilst he was gone.

The two young ladies chatted the without a care for the ball whilst drinking tea and eating light snacks. They found common interests in tea, Bria loves the tea she grew back home, Angelica meanwhile found joy in blending tea. If it wasn't for the presence of Lady Aria Hertz, Lady Adal's best friend whom she met on a summer ball, the conversation would've lasted through the night.

Angelica let the two young women exchange their greetings and chats about their well-beings, just as she was about to go and see her father, she saw the Duke of Naples, Giorno Giovanna, entering the ballroom, not long after he descended from the stair steps with his entourage following behind, he's surrounded by women, young and old.

Blushing maidens, eager mothers, excited matchmakers, all surrounded them like waves, competing for attention.

It's like watching an animal pouncing it's prey for meat, Miss Spade thought. Then again, Duke Giovanna's business is none of her concern. Her old friend must defend himself this time, without anyone's guidance.

Angelica had seen enough, she was about to leave until the door opens, making way to blond young man, with brilliant purple orbs for eyes.

Angelica froze is shock. She almost dropped her fan as she glanced at his form bathing in the dim candlelights.

Pannacotta Fugo, the Marquess of Montierri, her betrothed. He joins Duke Giovanna's inner circle, mingling with the noble gentlemen, partaking his place as one of the duke's most trusted friends.

Not knowing what to do. Angelica slips among the guests and ran straight to the lounge room, where her father resides.

His name is Pannacotta Fugo, the sole heir of the prestigious House Fugo. His family had bore the title of Marquess of Montierri from a long line of generations. House Fugo is quite reputable for being a prestigious and old house, they are respected among the european high society. After all, their powerful stance goes a long way back to the past and that power has stayed within their house until now. However, that reputation collapsed not so long ago when Marquess and Marchioness Fugo's son, the heir of house Fugo, was involved in a scandal.

He was rumored to once bludgeoned a tutor to death. That rumor turned out to be not far from the truth, while it is true that Pannacotta had killed his own teacher, he did out of self-defense, rumor said. House Fugo didn't hesitate to release their one and only heir from the bonds of trial, much less the confines of a jail, using their wealth.

Since then, no one would dare to socialize with Lord Pannacotta Fugo and no house is willing to give their daughters to marry him. Not the royals, not the nobles, not even the gentry. Until now, the lord's father himself had to arrange a union for his troublesome son, and of all women in the world, it has to be a Lady Angelica.

And the question remains.....why?

Marquess Fugo's father and mother demands an audience with Mr. Spade. He travelled all the way from Italy to find a bride for his son. The marquess is now too old to rule, he intended to pass down his title to his only son. But his family was crushed by a great shame brought by said son. He admitted that he was turned away at every single great houses, lower houses, even the gentry dared to oust him, although subtly, he was rejected at every turn.

Out of ideas, the marquess heard of a kind and humane daughter of a successful tea merchant in England. With no other way, he swallowed his pride, negotiating a union between his son and a commoner girl, she is rich, but, still a commoner. His son will have a bride and all the wealth she had, while the girl would be given a title of nobility.

Fugo was supposed to meet his fiancée tonight, but, she's nowhere to be found. The ballroom is expansive, however, he had searched around the room for a sign of Angelica, and none he found.

If he listened to what his father said, he described Fugo's betrothed as a maiden with dark brown hair, almost as dark as soil, possessing a pair of pale blue eyes.

The color of rain, his father reminded.

"I couldn't find her anywhere, GioGio," he sighed, "I've explored the entire ballroom only to find nothing, I'm starting to think she might have abandoned me here."

Giorno was perplexed to say the least, he was familiar with his old friend, she wouldn't avoid anyone unless she has a reason to, "Rest assured, dear friend. I'm certain she was merely shy to meet her future husband," he gave a reassuring yet playful smile, "Furthermore, it's rude of you to approach a lady without ever engaging a conversation with her. Give her some time, this is the first social gathering you attended as a couple,"

Fugo unconsciously scratched his hand, "I'm worried, Giorno. Something might have happened to her--"

"Fugo, calm down. You'll find her eventually," Abbacchio gave a harsh pat to his back as he downed a glass of wine, "This brat might be right, your future wife is shy," he hissed, delivering Giorno a condescending smirk, "But, isn't she three years older than you?"

"If you didn't find her, let's just hit the bar!" Narancia added, only to have his head smacked.

"Idiot! You're not even allowed to go there!" Fugo barked.

"Hey, I'm older than you!" Narancia tenderly nursed the spot where Fugo striked.

"Quit it, both of you," scold Bucciarati, "We're here to make sure Narancia had a smooth debut, not to bicker and roughouse like hooligans."

Both of them stopped their dispute immediately.

"Keep an eye when you find her, Fugo," Bucciarati commanded, "Unfortunate things happen so often these days. Accidents, death, it's common these days, as common as seeing an child factory worker wounded,"

The remark was duly noted.

Marquess Fugo was about to give up his pursue and return to Duke Giovanna when out of nowhere, Mr. Spade appears behind him. Truth to be told, he was startled but showed respect nonetheless. Exchanging a few greetings, Mr. Spade brought the young marquess to the lounge room where they chatted.

The gentle and amicable Mr. Spade continued to converse with the young man. Fugo deemed the conversation to be a hidden interrogation by his future father-in-law, then again, the man seemed to genuinely care for his future son-in-law judging by his words.

"Pardon me for interrupting, sir," Fugo gingerly opens his mouth, "But, I haven't seen my fiancée anywhere tonight. May I ask where she is?"

"Oh, silly me! I forgot to tell you," he let out a half-suppressed laugh, "Angelica is not feeling well, she went home,"

Mr. Spade could see the disappointment in Fugo's face, "I see..." he trailed off.

"Not to worry, you'll be able to see her tomorrow," Mr. Spade gently drops a box of fine cigars on the table, "Anyways, how about a smoke to pass the time? It would be a waste not to."

The edge of Fugo's eye twitched at the sight. He had always hated smoking, offering him a cigar sounds offensive to his dignity as a sober youth.

Fugo averted his gaze, "I hate to tell you this, sir," he waved off his hand, "But, I detest smoking."

"Ah! That's not a problem at all!" Mr. Spade chuckled as he took the box back, putting it where it belongs, atop the drawer.

Such a chaotic reputation!

A woman wouldn't risk being married to a known to be violent man, even commoners knew that.

How rude of him for daring to court his betrothed without a semblance of dignity. I'd say they never even had a simple conversation since they never met. The ball was meant to introduce them to one another but he chose an aggressive and direct way, asking the guests on the whereabouts of Lady Angelica.

However, we could not deny that Lady Angelica also has faults for not acknowledging her soon-to-be husband despite being present at the ball, what an un-ladylike action.

With that aside, is it a mystery that the lady chose to marry the brute of a man? Certainly she had a reason to accept, or was she forced to form a matrimony with the marquess?

Fugo left Mr. Spade impressed more than he expect. He had knowledge of the violence his son-in-law is capable of. But the more he examined, there was a caring and serious youth. He can tell Fugo carried a great burden inside his heart.

If he was honest, Mr. Spade intended to reject House Fugo's proposal, but he allowed them to do so, curious of what would come.

And why not? This was a chance to elevate their status, providing his daughter a comfortable life as a noblewoman. Mr. Spade could always trust her to take care of herself if her husband is not her type, or if he starts beating her. But, he knew, when he saw Pannacotta Fugo's portrait, history, and scholar diplomas, he knew this young man would caught his daughter's fancy. So he obliged to the noble's proposal.

However, he encountered a strange occurrence a few hours ago.

When Lord Adal has left a suitable negotiation term and bid adieu, Angelica came bursting through the door, her cheeks red and her breath is ragged. She was dead silent at first, then paced back and forth, toying with her fan, he could hear her mumbling incoherent sentences. Mr. Spade couldn't hold back his smirk, of course he knew his daughter's tastes. It seems the suitor he chose has enough to conquer her. It wasn't complete, however. Taking his daughter's trust issues into consideration, it won't be an easy path for a successful marriage between her and the marquess.

And so it was, his peculiar daughter asked him to give the marquess some cigars. If he gladly took a smoke, then she would refuse to accept him as her husband, but if he is not a smoker, then Angelica would accept his proposal with pleasure.

"Well? What do you think, Angelica?" Mr. Spade asked his daughter who hid half of her body with the bathroom's door. Her gaze was casted down as a soft smile crept to her lips.

"Father, I want to marry him."

The wedding was simple, but tasteful. If you weren't invited, shame one you!

It's one of the most gorgeous wedding of the season, or of the decade. Influential commoners, members of the royal court, and the high-ranked nobles attended the wedding, but the invitation was distributed as a private affair. It wasn't an open wedding per se, only those who knew Lord and Lady Fugo may enter the premises.

Lady Angelica Fugo's wedding dress was the current envy at the time. The designer was of common origins, yet talented nontheless. Lady Fugo is so grateful that she invited the tailor to attend her wedding as a guest!

"What would your bouquet be?" asked Trish Una, the young woman lounging on the boutique's sofa, fanning herself with a pink fan.

"Purple hydrangeas," Angelica stood still as the tailor tidied her wedding dress, "I've grown the flowers myself. The florist shall take care of the rest."

"Stay still, milady," the tailor mused, "The dress seems to fit you perfectly! All that is left is your headdress," she scurried into the back of the boutique.

Trish eyed her friend sharply, "Why did you choose this boutique anyways? I could have recommended a more high-end boutique for you. They all knew me, you see?"

Marchioness Trish Una, the flower of high society, and a socialite, was never out of style. A trendsetter, every fashion she wore would be trending the next day. As the daughter of the former Duke of Naples, Diavolo, she inherited half of his riches, increasing said riches by investing in the fashion industry and becoming a darling in the fashion industry.

Some boutiques even gave her dresses, free of charge. Her wearing their dresses are more than enough publicity to elevate their status among the top designers in Italy. And now, the Marchioness of Campania spent her days as a socialite and a singer. Her dulcet voice apparently has charmed the theaters, and Angelica is no exception.

"The designer of this boutique is a friend of mine, I am her patron, my lady." Angelica quietly smiled at her reflection, the picture of a bride, "Furthermore, she doesn't produce this dress off the backs of the poor and their children. I exalt her, she's a decent woman."

Trish closes her fan quickly, standing to admire her friend's wedding dress, "Yes, this embroidery is magnificent... there's sewn hydrangea flowers too." Trish appraised the flowing white cloth as the tailor is back with a veil headdress.

"There," she gracefully placed it upon Angelica's head, "What do you think, Angelica?"

Angelica clapped gently, "Fantastic! Your work never cease to amaze me, Abella." She draws out an embellished, fancy letter, extending her hand toward Abella.

"Angelica...?" Abella was speechless, to have the honor of attending a noble's wedding was something that doesn't happen every day. Also, she would see her friend walking down the aisle with the dress she personally tailored.

Trish softly laughed behind her fan, knowing she had to visit the designer for a boutique fitting the next time she shops.

"I'd be grateful for your presence if you decide to attend the wedding, not as a stranger, but as a friend."

No longer than a month, Miss Angelica Spade became Lady Angelica Fugo, Marchioness of Montierri. The news shattered the expectations of so many nobles. Most are relieved to see the marquess matched with someone who wasn't them. After all, the estranged Marquess Fugo was bad news, he was ruthless and short-tempered, there would be no more sacrifices to be made. But, on the other hand, some were enraged at the thought of a commoner girl marrying a nobleman, and of a powerful house no less.

It seems the court's panic died down when Marquess of Montierri seemed to be tamed by his own wife. How shocking!

It was told, the marquess's temper cooled off like Alaskan snow, melting in summer. But, make no mistake, he is still ruthless.

That beast of a lord had a mind sharper than knife, and no one had the power to deny his merits as a renowned scholar despite harming a soul.

What sort of tricks did the marchioness use? Surely the marquess wouldn't accept her into his family without a particular reason. Could it be the marchioness puppeteering her husband for her own again? If so, then she did a splendid job controlling the wild beast of a man who would sooner bash someone's head than to calm down.

My dearest ladies and gentlemen, apparently Marquess Fugo's wrath has been quelled, here we have the proof of his decreasinfg temper slowly dying, especially in the presence of his wife. We shall rejoice in the fact that gone are the days where the infamous Marquess Fugo would extend his ruthlessness to innocents.

And why do we celebrate? Well, it's not difficult at all to tell the marquess is in lo--

"Which blundering whore wrote this article!? Ucciderò quella puttana!"

Rip!

Marquess Fugo tore the gossip article in half. He was undoubtedly furious, how dare the writer discuss his wife's private life, their marriage, his his past, and the countless rumors surrounding them.

His wife, Angelica, meanwhile bursted into a fit of giggles, swelling into a laugh.

"My, my! What an interesting article!" She chimed, her husband was a whole different picture, he threw the papers onto the ground, Angelica embraced Fugo from behind, circling her arms to brought their bodies closer to each other, "All that happened in the past is not a burden, darling. I am rather grateful to have my name be graced upon the infamous gossip papers." Angelica stroke Fugo's torso as a way to calm his nerves, proven to be effective as his growling, heavy breaths died down.

When he turned to Angelica, concern was written across his emotions, his palms tenderly cupped her cheeks, "Do you think I would stand back and do nothing?" He seethed, "Your name is dragged through the mud, they accused you of being a two-faced, sly fox, I will not tolerate that!" Fugo snapped, arms gripping the edges of his study desk.

"If they refused to cease the nonsense, might as well I pay a visit to Abbey Mirror News to bring forth a complaint of defamation." The desk's wood cracks beneath the pressure of his grip.

Even though Angelica doesn't let her emotions show, Fugo has seen her deepest emotion after years of marriage. He's heartbroken to hear the love of his life turned into a laughingstock and target of insults, which is why to save her tears, he'd do anything.

"Pannacotta, please perish the thought," Angelica put a hand on his shoulder, "No offense were given, and none taken. As I said, if the story contains an ability to entertain its reader, I am truly happy my tale was used to entertain,"

Fugo admitted defeat, deciding he couldn't win against his wife.

What he didn't know was the fact Angelica strategically supported the prints of the gossip papers. Yes, she has kindness, but that doesn't imply she can not be cunning and shrewd, does it?

"How about a game of chess? To alleviate your darkening mood?" Angelica straightens his tie, giving a kiss to his collarbone. Imagine if this interaction happened in public. People would shun her and her husband for their improper act, but this is their home. Why should she abide to their rules?

"I'll brew you some tea. Wait here, alright?" Fugo acknowledged, planting a smile to his wife. He always knew what his wife wants, rarely did he missed the mark, five years of marriage tells a lot about each other.

Did they fight? Most definitely, even three years ago they almost killed each other in rage, but their marriage endured. Just like Angelica's plan to make her company withstand the tides of time at least for a century, she fully intended to dedicate her life to her beloved husband.

Thanks to the humane Angelica, Pannacotta learns what mindfulness and mercy is, while he stimulates her mind to do greater things, challenging her at every turn to rise to his level of knowledge.

Taking the fallen, ripped leaflet of society papers, Angelica reclined on a purple chaise lounge, piecing the papers together, reading the last lines.

--ve. Should we even call it a match made in heaven?

Despite the low status of the bride, the wedding was held with almost no trouble, except for the rowdy Baron Berner, Lord Narancia Ghirga and the Earl of Lennox, Guido Mista.

As of now, the Fugo couple is one of the high society's most respected aristocrat. Regarding the matters of the marquess as a talented scholar, and a trusted vassal of Duke of Naples, he managed to acquire several lands and factories over the years, inviting european diplomats and noble house hailing from his home, Italy, forming strong alliances under the banner of Duke Giovanna.

That said, were you on Duke Giovanna's party last week?

If not, how unfortunate of you! Almost half of the country's successful bachelors came gathering to meet Duke of Naples before he returned to Italy with the Duchess.

Interestingly, Marchioness of Montierri was responsible for providing scholarships for those successful gentlemen, and they came to give her their thanks.

Was it a mere rumor? A lie? Only time will tell.

"Say, cara. May I know who wrote their article?" Fugo moved his knight on the chessboard.

Angelica sipped her tea in a calm manner, "The name is on the bottom of the paper, my darling. Take a look."

Yours ever,

Lady Featherly

#jjba x oc #pannacotta fugo #angelica spade #aria pamina hertz #bria giovanna #narancia ghirga #guido mista #leone abbacchio #victorian au #fugo x angelica #oc x canon #jjba oc

[mrsgiovanna]

Oh, Bria. I love Fugo, I truly do. He is the best thing that ever happened to me. But, please, he haS TO STOP SPOUTING RANDOM FACTS EVERY GODDAMN MINUTE!

- Angelica

Bria: *sees the text from Angelica, looks up at Giorno and Fugo having a conversation and Angelica looking bored*

Angelica: yes, yes, fascinating

Bria:- texting Giorno- you guys need to end this conversation... and tell fugo to stop geeking out so much when he's with Angelica ;w;

Giorno: *checks phone, sees message* say Fugo, aren't you and Angelica going to be late for your date?

#✨ in character interactions #angelica spade #bria giovanna

[arty-e]

I wonder how the others fae reacted to the Deck War when Masou and Angelica just relaxed watching it like a game

They were all watching, placing bets down to see which Kingdom wins

Mostly Imara

#ask #answer #cards #fae #angelica #Masou #itzcoatl #Lian #Imara #Kabira #hearts #diamonds #spades #clubs #jokers #deck wars

[kitxkatrp]

Tag Dump 9

#{ Lancelot Kingsley: The King of Hearts Main Verse } #{ Edgar Bright: Jack of Hearts Main Verse } #{ Kyle Ash: 7 of Hearts Main Verse } #{ Fenrir Godspeed: Ace of Spades Main Verse } #{ Fenrir Godspeed: Father of Guns Verse } #{ Jack Sparrow: Captain of the Black Pearl Main Verse } #{ Angelica Teach: Beauty of the Caribbean Main Verse } #{ Suga Koutarou: Silent Pain Post Game Main Verse } #{ Sakuma Miyako: The Girl of Misfortune Post Game Main Verse } #{ IB: Slow Recovery Post Game Main Verse }

[hannahhook7744]

The Badun Detective Agency's First Laugh Fairies (Part 1);

Okay, since Neverland fairies are created from a babies' first laugh that means everyone who's ever laughed has one. Including the Badun Detective Agency so here we are.

Thanks @casinotrio1965 for both the idea and the help.

Might make a similar thing for the rest of descendants kids or the Hannah Hook crew if anyone is interested.

I'll also make Samantha Cove and the rest of the proteges' fairies later.

Here's the picrew I used.

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The Main Agents' fairies:

Name: Buck Peregrine.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Fairy Type: Animal-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Hermione 'Hermie' Leona Bing.

Name: Star Peregrine.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Performing-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Hermione 'Hermie' Leona Bing.

Name: Bendy Peregrine.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Pretzel-twisting-talent

Spawner: Hermione 'Hermie' Leona Bing.

Name: Dolly Dust.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Rare-Item-Finding Fairy.

Spawner: Yzla Sorcerer of Enchania.

Name: Charity Helpfrid.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Helper-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Jason 'Jace' Nelson Badun.

(Note: She injured her wings while out on an errand so she can't fly).

Name: Scribbles Memra.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Scribe-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Reza Vizer of Agrabah.

Name: Iris Seer.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Message-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Edmund 'Eddie' Seraiah Balthazar.

Name: Enigma Spade.

Pronouns:He/Him.

Fairy Type: Problem-Solving Talent.

Spawner: Harold 'Harry' Everett Badun.

The Proteges:

Name: Agni Blaze.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Fairy Type: Fire-Talent Fairy.

Spawner: Hayden 'Hadie' Prometheus Athanasiou of the Underworld.

The Bonuses:

Name: Ripple Bay.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Fairy Type: Water Talent.

Spawner: Elle Corinne Athanasiou of Tirulia.

Name: Ripley Bay.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Fairy Type: Water Talent.

Spawner: Elle Corinne Athanasiou of Tirulia.

Name: Doodle Crafty.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Fairy Type: Art Talent.

Spawner: Mabletrude 'Mable' Angelica Badun |.

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #disney #descendants au #wicked world #disney descendants au #the badun detective agency #the badun cousins #harry badun #jace badun #hermie bing #yzla descendants #descendants yzla #disney descendants alternate universe #descendants alternate universe #descendants hadie #picrews

[thececeverse]

001. KIM MI-RAE … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

KIM MI-RAE is a soloist under SM Entertainment and Interscope Records. Starting out as a model, actress, and ballerina, Mi-rae began to branch into the music industry in 2018, but her own solo debut wouldn’t happen for another 5 years. Already beloved in Korea and worldwide, her long-awaited debut—“Heart Burn”—was a smash hit, and Mi-rae has gone on to become one of Korea’s most prominent celebrities, being dubbed the “Nation’s Princess.”

BASICS … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

BIRTH NAME … Kim Mi-rae (김미래)

ENGLISH NAME … Crystal Marie Angelica Bienvenu

ALSO GOES BY … Crystal Angelica Kim

NICKNAMES … Angel, Angie, Mimmi, Rika-chan

BIRTHDAY … April 28th, 1995

ZODIAC … Taurus

BIRTHPLACE … Seoul, South Korea

HOMETOWN … Seoul, South Korea + Paris, France + Manhattan, New York

ETHNICITY … Korean-French

NATIONALITY … Korean-French-American

SEXUALITY … Bisexual

PHYSICAL … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

HEIGHT … 4’10” (147 cm)

WEIGHT … 96 lbs (43 kg)

BLOOD TYPE … B

PIERCINGS … N/A

TATTOOS … N/A

CLAIMS … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

FACE CLAIM … YooA / Kim Si-ah (OH MY GIRL) + ?

VOICE CLAIM … Minatozaki Sana (TWICE / singing) + Jang Wonyoung (IVE / speaking)

DANCE CLAIM … Mina (TWICE)

CAREER … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

COMPANY … LOEN Entertainment (2018–2021) + SM Entertainment + Interscope Records

OCCUPATION … Singer-songwriter, composer, actress, model, ballet dancer, fashion designer

DEBUT DATE … June 9th, 2023

TRAINEE YEARS … 2 years

YEARS ACTIVE … 2023–present

SURVIVAL SHOWS … Girls Planet 999 (2021 / guest mentor)

FANDOM NAME … Miracle (미러클)

COLORS … #C2EFFF + #FFFFFF

BACKGROUND … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 🦢 … ONE. BEGINNINGS IN BALLET

Kim Mi-rae was born in Seoul, South Korea to a French father and a Korean mother as the youngest of three children. Her father, Lucas Alexandre Bienvenu, is a renowned pastry chef and former model who hails from a noble family. Her mother, Kim Minyoung, is a semi-retired supermodel and fashion designer who founded the luxury brand MYK in 1994. Mi-rae’s older siblings—Kim Jaehyun (or Christopher Kim) and Kim Narae (or Christina Bienvenu)—also have successful careers, as Jaehyun is a singer-songwriter based in Korea and the United States, while Narae is a supermodel and actress.

Ever since she could remember, ballet has been a huge part of Mi-rae’s life. In 1998, her mother placed both her and her older sister in classes to help develop their strength, discipline, and to help them discover their interests. Narae only remained in ballet for seven years until she went on to begin her career as a model, but Mi-rae stayed. She knew ballet was her true calling, and for the next decade, she would grow to become one of the world’s most prolific ballerinas.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 🦢 … TWO. INDUSTRY DARLING + A CAREER IN LIMBO

Starting in 2007, Mi-rae would study at the Bolshoi Academy for a year and a half. During the times when she wasn’t in class or competing, however, she was in front of a camera. In 2008, she was featured in a children’s campaign for her mother’s brand. It was her third modeling job; her first was when she accompanied her mother down the Chanel runway in 1997, and her second was when she was featured in her mother’s “No. 5” campaign in 2001. Once those photos dropped, however, it was a whole new world for Mi-rae. One of Minyoung’s close friends contacted her and asked why Mi-rae wasn’t a model. A few days later, she was sitting in front of another camera for a portfolio shoot, and that summer, she had a contract with Wilhelmina.

In between becoming the youngest soloist at the Korea National Ballet at only 16, Mi-rae would also become a top model, with her career reaching its peak by 2011. By then, she had made her film debut in one of Korea’s top blockbusters, and multimillion dollar contracts with L’Oréal and Kate Spade came with it. She starred in campaigns for top brands such as Chanel, Oscar de la Renta, Giambattista Valli, Vivienne Westwood, Anna Sui, Moschino, Miu Miu, Jill Stuart, and Saks Fifth Avenue. She walked runways in Paris and Milan despite her short height, and became renowned for her unique, “doll-like” looks. Unsurprising considering that both her mother and her sister became supermodels, but her most surprising venture would come in 2018.

After rising to the position of principal dancer and becoming a guest principal at both the Bolshoi Ballet and the American Ballet Theatre in 2015, three years later, Mi-rae was inspired by her brother and she made the decision to pursue an idol career in Korea, signing with LOEN Entertainment. The announcement shocked the public, as most thought she would do nothing but ballet even after her cover of IU’s “Boo” went viral in 2016. Mi-rae’s debut was intended to come just months after she signed, but once she got busy with ballet and acting, it was unfortunately but inevitably delayed.

In between 2018 and 2021, Mi-rae made strides as an actress and television host, in addition to her established ballet career. She was nominated for her first major award in 2018, starred in a career defining drama a year later, and was offered her very own talk show by KBS in 2021. However, despite all of that success, there was still no talk of Mi-rae’s debut. In early 2019, rumors spread on online forums that her debut was set for sometime that year. However, said rumors were quickly dispelled by LOEN and Mi-rae herself. That led netizens to ask the question: just when was her debut?

In January 2021, it was announced that Mi-rae had terminated her contract with LOEN (now Kakao). This had fans worried, as that could’ve spelled the end of her idol career before it even started. A month later, however, SM announced that Mi-rae had signed with them instead.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 🦢 … THREE. THE DEBUT

Even though fans were expecting an immediate debut, they unfortunately wouldn’t get that. Mi-rae would take to social media explaining that she wanted to train her voice and get used to the industry before debuting, and that such a process would take a while. In the meantime, Mi-rae would of course continue ballet and touch on other aspects of her career, starring in two television shows and a film and also trying her hand at fashion design, designing a capsule collection for her mother’s brand in 2022. As the years dragged on, though, fans grew worried again.

However, in the spring of 2023, something happened. SM announced that Mi-rae was preparing for her debut, and that it would happen sometime in the summer. A day later, she posted footage of herself in one of SM’s studios, and netizens immediately began talking.

In May, Mi-rae was featured on aespa’s “‘Til We Meet Again,” and anticipation for her debut continued to grow. And then, after a month of teasers, Mi-rae’s debut EP—Jewel—was finally released.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 🦢 … FOUR. SUPERSTARDOM

Mi-rae’s debut album and its corresponding single instantly became chart-topping hits. She quickly rose to becoming one of Korea’s most beloved soloists, with netizens comparing her to the likes of IU, Bae Suzy, and Im Yoon-ah.

Her surprising vocal talent further endeared her to the public, garnering her nicknames such as Korea’s Doll, SM’s Angel, and Nation’s Little Sister. Even though her career isn’t even a year old yet, many agree that it clearly looks promising. Mi-rae is—in every sense of the word—a star, and her well-rounded skill set, charming personality, and princess-like image is setting her up to be one of the industry’s most iconic idols.

#˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ COME INTO THE VERSE ! #˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ CHAR … MIRAE ! #PROFILES ! #kpop oc #koc #kpop soloist #kpop solo artist #kpop oc soloist #fake kpop idol #idol oc #fake idol #fake idol oc #idol oc soloist #idol soloist #idolverse #fictional idol #fictional idol oc #fictional kpop idol #fictional kpop oc #fictional idol community

[ariparri]

Cardverse Character List

Here's the list of characters in each region!

The list will be updated when I figure out placements for other characters I still have yet to add.

I may have also forgotten some MCs , if I did just let me know so I can add them!

If anyone else would like to take part in this, you can read the desciption of each region in my masterlist post to find out which suit your MC can be part of!

Cardverse Masterlist

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Country of Spades

Veruca McQuaid (Queen - short term)

Rowan Khanna (Jack)

Bill Weasley (Ace)

Coby McQuaid (King - in recovery)

Duncan Ashe (former Jack - deceased)

Erika Rath (Jack’s Guard)

Merula Snyde

Levi Kidd (recovering in Hearts)

Elora Dunn

Peregrine Pearce

≫ Exiled or Imprisoned ≪

Patricia Rakepick (former Ace/Queen)

Kazuhiro Shiratori (Assassin)

Verucca Buckthorn-Snyde (former Jack)

Eustace Burke (Doctor)

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Land of Clubs

Orion Amari (King)

Helena Durazzo (Jack) @helenadurazzo

Talbott Winger (Law Enforcement)

Angelica Cole (Creature Marshal)

Liz Tuttle

Alanza Alves

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Kingdom of Hearts

Diego Caplan (King)

Carewyn Cromwell (Queen) @carewyncromwell

Barnaby Lee (Ace)

Chiara Lobosca (Jack)

Sarahi Silvers (Castle Gardener) @dat-silvers-girl

Ben Copper

Felix Rosier

Percy Weasley

Rosalie Emilien

Declan Conroy

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Diamond Empire

Penny Haywood (Queen)

Alina Markington (Jack)

Liv Tóth (Ace) @nerdyliv

Malachi Avery (King) @akikocho

Maya Avery

Jacob Avery

Carson Ivey

Jae Kim

Badeea Ali

Andre Egwu

Corey Hayden

Chester Davies

Aurélie Dumont

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Jokers Domain

Nymphadora Tonks (Joker)

Tulip Karasu (Joker)

Murphy McNully (Ringmaster / Commentator)

Charlie Weasley (Beast Tamer)

Jacob Cromwell (Escape Artist) @carewyncromwell

Lizzie Jameson @lifeofkaze

Skye Parkin

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Facepaint Kid

Beatrice Haywood

Ismelda Murk

Jane Court

#hphm cardverse #hphm cardverse character list

[tipsythrifters]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Kate Spade Beacon Court Angelica Crossbody Ballet.

[seastonebiz]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Kate Spade Beacon Court Angelica Black Patent Leather Crossbody Bag.

[chloerie]

Philip Ham: Is stabbing someone immoral?

AJ: Not if they consent to it.

Angelica Ham: Depends who you’re stabbing.

Eliza Hamilton Holly: YES?!?

~~~~~~

Philip Ham: AJ isn’t answering his phone

Angelica Ham: I’ll call

Philip Ham: Eliza and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

AJ: Hello?

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Philip Ham setting down a card: Ace of spades

AJ pulling out an Uno card: +4

Angelica Ham pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

Eliza Hamilton Holly trembling: What are we playing..

~~~~~~

Philip Ham: Wake me up…

AJ: Before you go go!

Angelica Ham: When September ends…

Eliza Hamilton Holly: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

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Philip Ham: AJ I'm sad.

AJ: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.

Angelica Ham: Eliza I'm sad.

Eliza Hamilton Holly nodding: mood.

~~~~~~~

*Philip Ham is cooking*

AJ: Any chance that’s for me?

Philip Ham: It’s for Mom. I’m planning on making some bad choices tonight and I need her on my side.

Angelica Ham: I never realized the forethought that went into being a disappointment.

[nohrenvia]

deus et tricae

ー Synopsis: T'was merely a game of cards, played for the old times' sake. But, what are they betting on? What are the stakes? It's surely not money.

ー Characters: Bria Adal (@mrsgiovanna), Aria Pamina Hertz (@theclairedelunemiracle), Angelica Spade

a/n. It's my first time writing a fic for oc's! Therefore, forgive me if there is any inaccuracies in the writing. And also, happy late birthday to our dearest Ari, @theclairedelunemiracle~♡

♤ Nohr ♤

Queen?

No, no, no. That's a king.

Oh dear, why was it so hard to obtain a queen from a stack of cards?

Luck is not on Angelica's side today.

"My, my. You're on a clear streak, Bria. I have lost Lady Luck's favor for today, it seems." Angelica sighed, to her chagrin, another three pair cards ended in the black haired woman's hands, making Bria the winner.

The young Spade's chin rests on the palm of her hand, her eyes peers to the side, "Aria, wouldn't it be better for you to sit on a chair rather than standing still while the game is on?"

Aria only smiled, giggling. Her grey orbs reflects the chandelier's light, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine like this. Besides, it prevents both of you from peeking into my cards."

"Me? Cheating? I would never!"

"Lies." Bria grinned, her eyes sharp as ever.

"You don't trust me, Bria?" Angelica faked a pout.

"I wouldn't trust someone who drained 3 casinos dry while working under Polpo."

"Touchè."

The next round, a lot of chips were put into the pot. One chip does not equals money, well, not always... However, the chips were valuable enough because one represents something precious. Whether it would be luxurious goods, information, secrets, favors, all of them are valuable in their own way. One thing Angelica won't bet is life, not since Don Giovanna gave her an ultimatum if she ever wager that sort of thing.

Anways, the previous round was finished. It is time to move onto the last round. The cards were shuffled, courtesy of Aria, the current dealer, then divided into among the women, with a stack of cards on the side of the table.

Next, the Aria "burned" away a card from the stack, laying them bare on the table to start the next game.

"Since you are the birthday girl, Miss Hertz. Why don't you go first?" Angelica tapped her index finger on the table, waiting for the blonde haired woman to bet.

"My birthday was a few days ago, you know that."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, just this once. Pretty please, dear~? Go on! Go first, Ari!"

Without further ado, Aria pondered for a moment before she laid three blue chips in the middle of the table, "Bet. We're betting gold on this round."

"Sounds perfect. The glitter of gold in my room were plenty, but they were a little bit too much..." Bria trailed off, remembering how her room is filled with opulence of gold and silver.

"Courtesy of the Don, yes?" The blonde inquires with a smirk, "Giorno definitely spoiling his wife rotten." She chuckles, teasing the already blushing Bria.

"Q-Quit it!" The donna cleared her throat, the crack in her voice only encouraged Angelica and Aria to add fuel to the fire. But, no, that would be another story, now is not the time.

"Raise. Five gold bars," Bria shoved a stack of red chips, "Your turn, Spade."

Angelica thinks deeply, putting on her best poker face, she really dislikes this. Not because the game isn't fun but because she couldn't use La Vie En Rose to cheat. Her body is itching for a chance to cheat considering it is a habit of hers in casinos, gambling dens, and small gambles alike.

Her experience of gambling has made her believe that in every person, only two entities could stand behind them. God or Tricks.

"Call. 5 gold. I bet off my pure gold bars, ladies. Not the cheap ones." Angelica dropped a stack of black chips, "Damn... Pannacotta would kill me for this."

"Oh nonsense, he wouldn't mind if you bet off a few gold from your vault." Bria scanned over the cards on the table after Aria took another one from the stack and placed it on the table, creating a row.

"He would, though. He is not as patient as Aria's lover after all." Angelica sighed, but it wasn't an insult for Fugo. Strangely, a tint of blush spread through her cheeks when she mentions Fugo isn't a patient man..... how weird.

"Oh, for God's sake. Just forget the chips." Bria exclaimed, "Why don't we bet something without it for the last round?"

Aria stood still, her head drifting in thoughts, "Depends on what we're betting on. Is it fairly valuable?"

Angelica interjects, "Have you both considered favors? The one who lost would have to agree to one favor they cannot refuse."

"Eh? This again? Do you want to be scolded by GioGio?" Bria reminded Angelica of what will happen if she enact the idea.

The blue eyed woman grinned awkwardly, "I'm simply joking, Bria!" Though the idea seems tempting, she knew better than to be punished by the don for distressing his wife.

"Speaking of GioGio. I wonder where that child could be...? Where is Nicole anyways?" The confused Bria throws a question.

"Most likely with Mista. You understand how they go." Angelica tossed an answer, "I hope she is well."

Just the silence won and the room goes quiet. Luckily, Aria knew it is time to act.

"Alright then. We'll settle this over information," Aria gathered the cards and chips, setting aside the latter into a box while she shuffled the cards again, ever the calm and serene woman, "Like usual!" Perhaps, if she smiled, one could compare her to the moon itself.

"Oh? What kind?" Bria asked, arms folded on top of the table.

"Hm... if we went with that, why don't we raise stakes a bit?" Angelica fixed her gaze to the window. The clouds have covered the sun, rendering the sky into a grey and glum state. Mayhaps rain would fall?

"Oh please. Would this proposal of yours be detached from lunacy?" The donna poses doubt onto the woman who's gazing at the window's glass.

"Dearest Donna of Passione, I solemnly swear it won't be a madwoman's scheme." The giggling Angelica waved her hand at the statement, "Have you hear the latest news? Looks like a rival family is looming over us, threatening for a war."

"And... you want us to face them?" Aria narrows her eyes. Bria could feel a drop of sweat running down her temple.

"Well someone has to quell them, one way or another. Giorno asked one of us to eliminate them. I have no wish to participate in it" Angelica's visage were now painted with an emotionless expression, "I am used to gang wars, the boss often sent me to fight. However, I wouldn't want to miss spending time with my dearest Pannacotta."

"I see now... you wish to skip over the skirmish just so you can lounge around in leisure with your lover?" Bria's teeth are gritting under her smile, "How selfish of you, Miss Spade."

The tension rose between the three women. Whoever loses has to do the job. But the important issue right now is Angelica's egotistical suggestion.

"Haha! Once again, I am merely joking!" Angelica burst into laughter, "But, no. I am not. Forgive me to say this, but, that job is a load of bollocks. One team is enough, but the whole family? The work is going to be tedious. Moreover, the Speedwagon Foundation requires my presence. Aunt Julia needs someone to investigate bizarre happenings in New Delhi."

Aria's eyes widens at the Angelica's explanation.

"So, that means--"

"Yes. Whoever loses have to take the job."

"Then, if you lose..." Bria softly uttered.

"Well, I have to do the work. Simple as that."

Now this is a bet to behold.

Whoever lost the match shall participate in a gang war. Logically speaking, the three of them are capable of doing so, but no one would be willing to do it since the work is tedious. Reconnaissance, reports, investigations, all the lot. If they only have to fight then no problem would arise, but this job has to be taken step by step. After all, it is an order from Don Giovanna himself.

One of them has to put their life on the line for this.

"...Very well, then. Fair enough. You have your own reasons, Angelica." Aria gave a reassuring smile, "You've done a lot recently. Whatever happens, the task shall be done."

"Yes, me too. Someone needs to do it for the sake of Passione." Bria nodded in agreement.

"Hm, but I do wonder. Would Giorno sent his own wife for something so brutal like a gang war?" Angelica raised her eyebrow in wonder, her chin leaning to her hand.

"Eh? Oh, right. That is true... but, it's fine. I would even say it'd be better if it was me since I know Giorno won't let me get hurt easily." Bria's amused laughter floats through the room.

"Why so glum, ladies? Come now, let's finish our last round." Bria clapped her hand to lighten the mood. Angelica's downcast eyes are starting to be show her guilt.

"In the end, I am still a selfish human, hm?" She smirked, "No matter. I'm not a good person from the start, after all."

It's all lies. The normally honest Angelica is lying through her lips. However cruel she is, she wouldn't put them in harm's way, she wouldn't prioritise her own safety if her friends, her comrades, are treading through danger. This is all a farce to raise the stakes.

"Cheer up, Miss Spade. You're the one who started this. Now finish it!" Aria challenges.

The last round of the card game ensues. The rules are simple, they are given four cards and two of the cards which are deemed worthless has to be thrown away. Whoever has the highest cards won. The room is once again calm, only the thrill of the gamble remains.

Aria has thrown away two of her cards while Bria hasn't abandoned anything yet. Angelica followed suit and discarded two of her cards after unfolding them.

The three women now checked their cards in various ways, there was disappointment, hope, doubt, determination, and several more mixed into the atmosphere.

This time, no more Gods or Tricks. Only pure chance and luck shall decide the outcome.

Queen?

No, that is a 10 of diamonds.

Oh, why was it so hard to obtain it when she needs it the most?

The second card she unfolded reveals... ah yes. Could it be that Lady Luck has finally smiled upon her? If so, then she is so kind to give Angelica her favorite card.

Ace of Spades.

With this she can win. That thought ran through her head as Angelica smirked in assurance.

What Angelica didn't know was that Aria held the winning cards, a King of Spades and an Ace of Hearts. How embarrassing~♡

Bria knew which cards she would throw away so that she could keep two of her highest cards which are a Queen of Hearts and a Jack of clubs.

As Bria intends to throw away her cards, the sound of footsteps were heard from outside the room.

"Ah. Someone is coming." Bria shfited her gaze toward the door.

The door to the place where the women reside opens dramatically.

"Yes. It seems we have a guest. Angelica followed suit, turning her head as she showed her Ace of Spades to signify her win, meanwhile Aria is serenely standing.

Who is the uninvited guest?

Oh, who could it be?

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#jjba oc #bria giovanna #angelica spade #aria pamina hertz #aria hertz #OC Bria Adal #OC Aria Pamina Hertz #OC Angelica Spade #jojo's bizarre adventure

[mrsgiovanna]

Good evening, Bria. I am writing this letter to give you a warm greeting on this chilly night. Please sleep well and dream a sweet fantasy. The bed where I slept is not as comfortable as yours but I am certain that I'll be fine like you do, cozy under the moonlight. Good night!

Sincerely,

Angelica Spade

P.S Here's a photo of me, if you're wondering where I am.

Bria: ... what on - Gio! Do you know anything about this?!

Giorno: hmm? *takes the letter from her, sighs* you couldn't use your stand to escape

Bri: *taking her things preparing to leave*

Giorno: where are you going?

Bri: to break her out of course

Giorno: wait, wait, I'm coming with you, you realise we could just bail her out and be done with it, right?

Bri: ... where's the fun in that?

Meanwhile, Angelica taking over her whole cell, getting the others to do her bidding

#✨ in character interactions #angelica spade #bria giovanna

[mistaeq]

This is Angelica Spade, a soldatessa of Passione

Her stand, La Vie En Rose, has the ability to create illusions

She's a little shy and quiet but once you're friends with her, Angelica will show her true self. People might see her as a bad person, but by mafia standards, Angelica is actually merciful and sometimes too kind.

"soldatessa of passione" sounds so good somehow, and she looks extremely brilliant, her eyes look calming and reassuring, i am a 100% simping for her 🛐

#riri's mutuals🦉 #jjba ocs #angelica spade #nohrenvia

[heliolicious]

"A colleague of mine unintentionally sent me here. Furthermore, there's no telling when I'll go back. Until that time comes, I humbly request food and shelter. In return, La Vie En Rose and I will be at your service, Signora Drusilla."

She bowed before them. Showing courtesy and respect for the high ranked couple. Though the president only responded curtly, the first lady is generous with smiles and reassurance, however the lady wasn't someone to be taken lightly.

"Pardon? Oh, yes, I am indeed Italian, madam. Also half british!" the first lady seems to take an interest in her identity, Angelica happily responds, knowing that the lady won't judge her. "I work as a secretary in Italy.....What about your previous occupation , Lady Drusilla? I'm also interested in your past. For a beguiling lady, surely you have an intriguing life!"

But the atmosphere turned grim. There was only eery silence. Angelica felt her blood run cold, did she just asked something she shouldn't?

drusilla smiled at angelica's offer of service in her regards, but moved her head towards her husband, as to say that she should have said that to the real head of the country. however, the president funny valentine didn't seem to be upset. "are you italian, angelica spade?" the first lady asked with interest. she had called her signora, and that gave the green eyed woman a huge memory of her country, italy. "oh!" her eyes lit up. "you're italian! i was born and raised in italy, my heart belongs to my country. and this country too, before someone here gives me a lesson..." drusilla joked and chuckled, as she kept standing behind her husband's chair. but as she had found a new harmony with angelica, the atmosphere turned grim and silent. the young spade couldn't imagine that was a delicate question. drusilla's eyes turned dark, the president lifted up his blue gaze, raised an eyebrow and stopped writing. it was scary. "please don't do anything." the young first lady told him, squeezing his pink coat on his shoulders. "she couldn't know, she was trying to be polite... forget it, will you, funny...?"

#interactions🦉 #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo part seven #steel ball run #muse: drusilla💄 #drusilla bulckaen valentine #funny valentine #angelica spade #nohrenvia

[arty-e]

Is there any astrology in the cards universe? If so, what do they have to represent the planets?

They do but not in the same way we do. There are also no planets cause I feel I would start getting confused. They have six constellation corrosponding with their respective fae.

The Serpent is Itzcoatl’s constellation. Several stars stretch across the sky to make a long line in the shape of a sea serpent.

The Monutains is Angelica’s constellation. The constellation makes the shape of three triangles next to one another and appear to be in the shape of mountains.

The Tree is Lian’s constellation. A line of stars stretch up into the sky before parts of it break off into branches. Stars close by to this constellation are seen as falling leaves or petals.

The Flame is Masou’s constellation. It is made up of three wavy ‘lines’ that appear to be in the shape of a small fire or flame.

The Spider is Imara’s constellation. A weirdly shaped cluster of stars that appears to have eight spindly legs.

Finally the Spiral is Kabira’s constellation. It is what the tin says. It’s a spiral of stars, well stars that look like they form the shape of a spiral.

The constellation don’t really have any meanings outside of the Fae and their religion so there isn’t really anything special about them. I hope this was an alright answer!

#ask #answer #constellations #astrology #stars #spades #diamonds #clubs #hearts #jokers #cards #Itzcoatl #Angelica #Lian #Masou #Imara #the serpent #the mountains #the tree #the flame #the spider #the spiral #oc #ocs #world building

[ariparri]

Im making a list to show where all characters are placed in each region, and I realize that I have no idea where to place Jane 😅

Hm, maybe she can join Spades with Angelica 🤔

I still have a bunch of characters to place. I'm currently just placing all the easy ones right now and will struggle later trying to figure out certain characters.

#hphm cardverse #jane court #hogwarts mystery