#niki bridgerton au

[heedeungism]

synopsis: riki knows you better than anyone else. includes: bridgerton au (barely), a little women reference, confessions of love, pre-marital kissing (the scandal!), gross old men, arranged marriage notes: @hoes4hoseok i hope you enjoy my timothee chalamification of riki, this one's for you girl🩷

there’s a thin line between love and friendship. your mother says she was friends with your father before she ever learned to love him, never in the way the poets rave, but in a way that made her life easier. in her words, “a love match is as rare as a diamond, dear. you shouldn’t hold out hope of one should it ruin your debut.”

it’s a shame, you think, that you can love someone so deeply and yet there’s no guarantee they’ll share the sentiment, nor a chance to see if what you feel is dwindling infatuation or true unyielding devotion. it’s improper to explore your options, greedy to want more than expected, and childish to yearn for love. yet you do.

your debut season approaches fast, and with it, the heavy promise of your hand to baron mortimer weighs your heart down like an anchor keeping you from daydreaming of the things you had read and researched about love.  he’s wealthy, titled, and twice your age. he would give your family a more comfortable life, save you from the shame of becoming a spinster if you do not find another suitable match your first season, and seems to be respectable enough despite his intent to marry you, a soon-to-be debutante he set his eyes upon years ago. it’s unnerving, but your mother speaks of him without disdain, so you keep your anxieties about his character at bay.

unfortunately, your dearest friend plagues your mind just so. riki’s return from oxford approaches with the same swiftness as your debut. you dread the idea of no longer having the liberty to write to him or paint him when he’s a willing muse, as it would be improper to do so while promised to another. for that reason you have yet to write to him since your last letter a week ago, where in it you bid him the gentlest farewell you could to help ease the ache in your heart.

you aren’t sure if he even received it, as he has not written back, but you suppose it’s for the best.

at least you believe that until he’s before you with unkempt hair and a haunted look in his tormented gaze. 

“tell me it is not true.” he says, chest rising and falling as if he had run from oxford to mayfair on foot, though perhaps he had been traveling by carriage since he received the letter clutched between his fingers. “tell me you are not marrying that man.”

you are unsure of how to respond, your lips parting hut no words leaving them. you turn toward your ladies maid, who blinks wildly as she receives the message, placing your hairpin down and hastening out of the room past the viscount’s son. the door clicks and yet his gaze remains unyielding, you finally speak, “you are back early, mr nishimura.”

riki had always been exceedingly easy to read, only to you, he used to pout. this moment is no different, and you can see how hard it is for him to wrap his head around his title leaving your lips instead of his name, but he recovers enough to repeat himself, “tell me.”

you place a hand on your stomach, squeezed by a corset that you suspect is why you can’t seem to catch your breath, “i will not lie to you.”

his brows furrow, his teeth peeking from his plump lips as they part in disgust and frustration, “he is old.”

“yes, i am aware of lord mortimer’s age.” you say with a similar frustration on your tongue that is heavily withheld by your propriety, “my mother saw it pertinent i educate myself before our marriage.”

“you cannot marry him.” riki says, and the frustration in your blood blooms into something more, something worse.

“that is not your decision to make.” you state, mindlessly flattening invisible wrinkles in your dress as he takes a step closer, only for you to fortify the distance with one of your own in the same direction, “not any more than it is mine.”

“you…” he loses his words as his hand clenches and releases at his side like he longs to reach for you, “you do not want this.”

“what i want does not matter to my parents anymore than it should to you,” you state, attempting to tuck the loose strand of hair that your ladies maid hadn’t the time to fit into your updo behind your ear, only for it to fall right back into place against your cheekbone, “lord mortimer is wealthy, he will give me a comfortable life.”

“do you not deserve a happy one?” riki asks, and you feel the cracks in your chest widen. instinctively, you fight the tremble of your chin and the tug in your brow as tears attempt to fit through the open crevice of your act.

“no, don’t—“ you shake your eyes, turning away from him as your arms drop to your sides, “don’t do that. i have accepted my future, i do not need you planting doubts in my mind.”

“what use would planting them do when i can see they’ve already taken root far before i arrived here?” you overlook the step he takes, nor how large his stride is. he only takes one yet it makes all the difference, as he feels infinitely closer than before. just as you feared he would.

“stop it.” you say, masked inside a heavy exhale, yet a plea all the same. “you should be visiting with your sisters, i’m sure they missed you dearly—“

“don’t marry him.” he says, and you finally look at him.

“what?” you ask despite knowing exactly what he said, you want to hear him say it again to make sure it wasn’t in your head.

he shakes his head, taking another step closer, “don’t marry him.”

“you…” he doesn't have to explain what he means, your childish hopes of love that you’d hidden so deep in your conscience do so for him. your heart sings as his eyes flick between your own and then down the bridge of your nose and lower, but your mind refuses to bend as your heart does. you shake your head, shuffling back to salvage whatever distance you can, “no.”

“yes.” he responds in kind, dropping the letter and closing the distance between the two of you to grab your hands. his next words are paired with the act of him flattening your palm against his chest, keeping it there while he grasps the other in his much larger hand, “you can’t marry him.”

“you are being cruel.” you try to pull away, but his grip is firm and you know that if you meet his gaze you won’t be able to fight it anymore.

there’s a sickening silence as his thumb draws shapes on the back of your hand, you can feel his heartbeat. it’s strong, and its pace only feeds your own heart wanton promises of devotion you had only ever been told were too rare to expect in your lifetime, “tell me you do not want me.”

the suddenness of his demand lowers your guard for just long enough for your heart to find the upper ground and force your eyes into his sights, he repeats himself, “tell me you do not want me and i will leave you to marry lord mortimer.” his words are punctuated by the hand not holding yours to his heart grasping the side of your jaw, his thumb moving against your warmed cheek, “tell me and i will never speak to you again, just as you requested in your letter. you will never have to see me and i won’t—“

“i don’t want that.” the words leave your lips without warning, but it’s too late to take them back by the time they reach his ears. you shake your head, “i don’t—i don’t want to marry, i want to paint and read and—“

he listens as your supposed acceptance crumbles beneath his gaze, chest heaving under your palm. “—i want to do all of those things with you, i do. the baron has my parents under his wretched thumb and i cannot bear it, i cannot—“ a sharp inhale rakes your body, a mix of a sob and a desperate but fruitless attempt to regain composure, “i don’t want you to go away, i want you to stay here with me and—“

his lips meet yours with a firmness that sets your heart aflame, and when he pulls away just enough to look at you your heart finally lands the finishing blow in its fight against your mind. your hand lingers on his chest as the one he uses to keep it there moves to mirror its counterpart on the other side of your jaw.

you barely glance down at his lips before they’re on yours again, a welcome experience that you hope you can experience over and over until you’re utterly familiar, but now you're not sure how to reciprocate. the novels you’ve read did little to educate you on the experience, much less prepare you for it to occur with the boy you’d found yourself longing for through the years. 

the gasp you let out when his hand moves from your jaw to your waist to tug you closer is silenced by his lips attaching themselves to yours like he’d spent a lifetime wishing to taste you.

he pulls away, yet he doesn't seem keen on keeping the distance, his nose brushing yours as he promises, “i will speak to your parents—”

the mention of them has your guts turning painfully enough to rip you away from him, nausea hitting you like a bullet through your throat, “i should not have done that.”

“i kissed you—“ his statement does little to quell your sickness, and the wavering grate in your voice as you interrupt him is telling of that. “that changes nothing.” your fingers move to your hair, the pin keeping it in place falling to the floor as you tug, “i am ruined. forget marrying the baron, i cannot marry anyone.”

“was i not clear?” he asks, and when you look at him with frustrated reluctance he continues, “should i gut myself? place my heart in your hands to have you understand how you haunt me?”

“we cannot marry.” you say, bottom lip trembling, “i will not be a consequence of your actions. it is not your duty to marry me when i am the only one ruined.”

riki’s jaw shifts as if your words brought him only fury, “i do not care for duty, i care for you.” 

“you are young, riki. you are not expected to marry for at least—“

“i want to.” he states firmly, “you said you wanted me to stay, so i am staying. i will dance with you at balls. i will send flowers and call on you every morning. i will promenade alongside you for as long as it takes. i…”

he moves towards you, thumbs brushing away the tears under your eyes as his forehead meets yours, “i am yours, do with me what you will.”

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My faves below the cut

ʚɞ love at 7 am

↬jungwon [f, @enreveriee ]

ʚɞ so lets go see the stars

↬niki [f, @orimuraa ]

ʚɞ Peaches

↬jungwon [a,f, @jnnul ]

ʚɞ Bridgerton au

↬niki [f, @heedeungism ]

ʚɞ Paper Hearts

↬niki [f, @rikstar ]

ʚɞ Dancing Kisses

↬niki [f, @hyeinism ]

ʚɞ Heart Defender

↬niki [f, @seosracha ]

ʚɞ Forgive Me Run Away (pt.2)

↬niki [a, @hoonloml ]

ʚɞ Boys Night

↬niki [f, @star-sim ]

ʚɞ You've got to be kitten me!

↬jungwon [f, @star-sim ]

ʚɞ Highschool athlete !niki

↬niki [f, @weoris ]

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Fic Recs

will be updated as frequently as possible. Male, Gn, and Fem reader Recs

When Dawn Breaks by @justice4gyeongsu Fandom; All Of Us Are Dead (lee suhyeok x male reader) masterlist tagged bc it's multichapter

Let The Secret Out by @fallenmonsters Fandom; All Of Us Are Dead (lee cheongsan x male reader)

Tell Me by @lov-eable Fandom; Alice In Borderland (chishiya shuntaro x fem reader) masterlist tagged bc it's multi chapter

An Unlikely Friendship by @maddymoonfics Fandom; The 100 (john murphy x gn? reader)

Prettiest of them all by @jacesbeloved Fandom; House of the Dragon (jacaerys velaryon x fem reader)

requested by @niki-phoria Fandom; Alice in Borderland (chishiya shuntaro x male reader)

Summers Heat by @carlplsrailme Fandom; The walking dead (carl grimes x gn? reader)

no title by @niki-phoria Fandom; Alice in Borderland (chishiya shuntaro x male reader)

You're a Spade by @kawasama Fandom; Alice in Borderland (chishiya x male reader)

Edelweiss part 1 by @valeskafics Fandom; House Of The Dragon (jacaerys velaryon x fem reader) Sound Of Music AU

In a crowd of thousands by @houseofthxrnes Fandom; Bridgerton (Eloise Bridgerton x male reader)

The American Beau part 1 by @panandinpain0 Fandom; Bridgerton (Eloise Bridgerton x male reader)

Fake Love to real love part 1 by @daydreams-magic01 Fandom; Harry Potter Marauders Era (James Potter x gn reader)

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐄𝐀𝐓 — 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

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BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

perfect all-american bitch

—the second son is stumbling in shoes two sizes too large, and everyone in the ton can see it. nothing could make things worse right now, not even the american nouveau riche girl dragging him across the cobblestones

or: an AU where anthony and simon's duel ended in bloodshed, and benedict becomes the viscount.

are you for real, kate's brother? -- coming soon!

—it's the fall of 2003, and kate sharma is back from her gap year as kate bridgerton. she's got quite a bit to answer for, including the sudden arrival of her new brother-in-law who showed up to the party in a suit of armor.

[moudaisy]

the chapter of existence.

you will always find me surrounded by the beauty of nature’s delicate touch, from the soft blush of a rose to the graceful dance of lily petals, and the gentle caress of a warm breeze.

this piece exudes refinement and grace in every aspect. oh, this is the essence of who i am, aurora jasmine, a person who can be referred to by any name that carries positive connotations casting a rosy tint upon the world! if there’s any confusion, the name rora will suffice. with a sense of accomplishment, i proudly and sincerely announce that i have reached the legal age and have identified my mbti as infp. in that moment, i found myself standing before a truly enchanting delight and i hope this marks the start of a wonderful camaraderie!

inviting hearts to wonder through pixels.

through the lens’ gentle embrace of fleeting beauty, the camera unveils the tapestry of my passions, inviting you to explore the gallery of my soul.

k-pop. enhypen, zerobaseone, stayc, aespa, kiss of life, newjeans.

music. those on the k-pop list and other k-pop songs, lullaboy, steps, taylor swift, 5sos, dept, keshi, backstreet boys, westlife, lany, juicy luicy, tiara andini, niki, keenan te, zack tabudlo.

reading genres. romance, fantasy, action, mystery, crime, historical. love to read au and manhwa.

manhwa. i shall master this family, inso’s law, charlotte and her five disciples, the way to protect the lovable you, how to get my husband on my side.

movie or series genres. fantasy, action, crime, romcom.

movies. harry potter, fantastic beast, the chronicles of narnia, percy jackson, flipped, the notebook, marvel, the princess diaries, how to lose a guy in 10 days, pitch perfect, cinderella, now you see me.

k-dramas. voice, taxi driver, romantic doctor, all of us are dead, duty after school, alchemy of souls, extraordinary you, owner of the mask, the first responders, memorist.

c-dramas. the love you give me, only for love, hidden love, when i fly towards you, once we get married, unforgettable love, fireworks of my heart, you are my glory, falling into your smile.

series or tv shows. criminal minds, csi miami, the resident, bridgerton, restaurant on wheels, masterchef australia.

others. cheese. cats. plato. green, blue, white. sticker, keychain, crochet stuff, art print, photocards, or any cute stuff. editing, cooking, journaling. greek myths.

i am a frequent tweeter, often sharing thoughts on random topics, particularly expressing enthusiasm for my faves. enhypen (especially jungwon and heeseung) are the ones i blabbers about the most. occasionally, i often to remove tweets right after posting them. there are instances when i opts for a soft bub without forewarning—just a heads-up!

this account is free of fub behavior. refrain yourself from clicking the follow button if you fit the basic dnfi criteria. individuals showing disrespect, rudeness, or involvement in social media conflicts will not be allowed on the timeline. take similar steps if you express hatred or aversion to my favorites. different preferences is possible to happen but i can’t tolerate hatred.

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Why you should read Twin Flames- A Wilbur Soot x Reader Bridgerton AU

Reason #1- This quote:

"I want to listen to her talk until the end of time. I want to dance with her and hold her close to me. I want to protect her spirit. I could ramble on and on all day, but what sums it up is that I would go to the end of time to be her witness.”

Enough said.

Read here, if you please

- <3 Line

[izzyhandsgf]

Would people be interested in reading some sort of Royalty/Bridgerton TNT Duo au? I’ve found a plot I wrote out in my notes all about it and several character descriptions as well. It revolves mainly around a probably Georgian-Era royal family (SBI of course), an underground ring for the members of the ton that had been created years ago where the nobles can get up to all sorts of illegal things, a court/ton of nobility, a forbidden romance for our beloved explosion boys because of class difference (Wilbur is, of course, a prince and Quackity is but a Baron and a casino owner), a whole military along with it, syndicate and tie-ins from canon, plenty lesbian relationships as well as gay ones (something this fandom severely lacks) and just much drama and scandal as the show it’s based on! 

The premise is basically Wilbur and Quackity having to keep a famous facade of hating each other amongst the ton whilst hooking up most nights in an establishment Quackity owns called- yes, you guessed it- Las Nevadas. Eventually feelings and a relationship develop, despite Quackity believing most of the way that he’s not worth the love Wilbur tries to give him.

To quote my good friend LBTea- “And there’s the conflict of the class difference and just world difference in general like Wilbur’s a prince but also has this sort of double life and Q’s environment is mostly the second part of that double life so I imagine he’d close himself off to any affection that Wilbur suggests at having because maybe he’d think “I’m only one part of his life and I only see one [or so he thinks] part of Wilbur so I can’t love him and he can’t love me”” Which basically covers a lot of it.

Some secondary storylines are Tubbo, Phil’s adopted son and Schlatt’s biological one, working as an apprentice to Lord George, the royal physician and scientist to develop explosives, Tommy being trained in combat by both Wilbur and Dream and incessantly pissing them off, a young, prodigal Ranboo being trained by all members of the syndicate to hone his academic skills and train his mind, Dame Niki as the court’s resident award-winning florist, seamstress, arsonist, assassin and baker and her long-lost love who she eventually reunites with after years of correspondence over letters, a quote unquote “stoic epic swordsman badass warrior dude” Dream who is simping for a not-at-all interested George, a once-Lord Schlatt who was exiled by Minister Halo for his crimes, leaving nothing but a son in Philza’s care, military leader Techno, and much, much more.

It’ll be a pretty mammoth task but I’ll drop some character descriptions as well so lmk if you’d be interested in reading this!

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[qyuoza]

Enhypen Masterlist

Lee Heeseung

- Video Game Lover

Heeseung loves playing league, and he’s always played with this specific person who he’d met in game. The male has grown fond over them all these months they’ve played together, but when they finally talk outside of the game, he couldn’t help but fall when he shouldn’t have.

- Untitled #2

- Star Crossed

You didn’t have a long time left until your illness would consume you, so you decided it was best to let go of him while you still could.

Jay Park

- Never Yours

Jay was the main love interest in Y/n’s story, but was she in his?

- [9:58 AM]

- It is Only You

You yearned for him every moment he stepped into your drawing room, but did you really stand a chance with him? (Bridgerton!au)

- Worthwhile

A night at the casino called for a night of fun, you wanted to let loose after all, but a handsome young man who is just as filthy rich as you may have other plans.

Jake Sim

- Distance

Jake travels long distances just to see you, no matter how far.

- Granted

All it took was a visit from him for you to finally let go of how you feel about him using you and throwing you away.

Park Sunghoon

- Baby it’s Cold

Sunghoon was your world, nothing could ever change that, but why was your world falling apart when you tried to live without him?

- [4:17 PM]

- Love Me Harder

You were tired of hanging on, it just didn’t make sense when you both weren’t satisfied with the relationship.

- Amor Perdu

He was told to be with you for his family’s sake, and who was he to deny them.

Kim Sunoo

- Forever

The night you and Sunoo graduate from high school, everything was overwhelming and you were moved to tears, so Sunoo decides to take you to the small playground you both frequented. It was better this time because nobody went there anymore and it was just you both, no problems, just you two enjoying each other's company.

Yang Jungwon

- Happiness

Yang Jungwon is a famous tiktoker with a few hundred thousand followers, who is known for his dancing on the app. One day, he appears on Y/N’s for you page and she’s fallen in love with him since. What happens when she finds out that someone who is dear to him has also caught feelings for the boy?

- Chaleur

Two idiots who don’t know how to admit their feelings towards each other.

- Untitled #1

- Valentine Boy

You never missed a birthday of his, and this time it was no different, except with a hint of a surprise.

- Born to Love You

His love ran deeper for another, but what did she have that his own best friend didn’t?

- Sweetener (Enhypen + Treasure cross over smau)

Yang jungwon, the student body president pining for Y/n versus her own childhood best friend and boyfriend, Haruto Watanabe. Who will prevail?

Nishimura Riki (Niki)

- [1:35 AM]

- Jeunesse

Ni-ki and Y/n decide to watch a horror movie for fun, but aren't able to sleep after. Yet both of them won't admit that the movie scared them both, which leads to them staying up and falling asleep in each other's arms.

- Polaroid Love

After spending time with Riki, you realize your love with him felt natural and like the old feeling of love that adults say.

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[enha-woodzies]

➸ OF LORDS & MISCHIEFS | [VIDEO] | [TEASER]

*significantly inspired by the netflix show "bridgerton"

× starring: enhypen ft. daniel

× pairing: jungwon x fem!reader x sunghoon

× genres: royal au, romance, angst, slowburn, 18th century

× warnings: tba

× chapter count: 12

× projected wc per chap: >1k

× schedule of posting: every sunday at 11AM KST starting February 14

*do send me an ask or a message if you wish to be added on the taglist!

This upcoming Valentine's Day, witness the stunning feat of the notable lords and bachelorettes as they twirl around marble floors and under dazzling chandeliers while swooning over the most finest bachelors of late.

From the precarious mothers to the aristocrats of the town, soirées and various social festivities, of bullets, foils, and horses, the Daily Tattle would never miss the slightest chance of sending words to the ever invasive readers and townfolks. You might want to hide your blabs from the perky ears or you will be the next subject of criticism, or if you're lucky enough, earn some astounding remarks and highly-respected praises, even possibly from the royalties themselves.

Romance blooms in the most unexpected and loathed circumstances as what the Daily Tattle would remind us. But beware dearlings, for such mischiefs lurks among the depths of men's antics. You can either run and hide, or ride along the naughty fun.

Join the cunning lords among Northumberland's fresh set of eligiblesㅡ Jungwon, Sunghoon, Jay, Niki, Sunoo, Daniel, and Heeseung, together with an Australian-born farmboy, Jake as they search for their convenient matches, dear friends, memorable memories, and love. From longing gazes and unchaperoned nights, who will be the most worthy chap to win the heart of Miss Y/n Park?

Of Lords and Mischiefs grazing its pilot chapter on the 14th day of the month of love.

See you on the Queen's court!

ㅡ © ENHA-WOODZIES, 2021

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Twin Flames

Wilbur Soot x Reader

Bridgerton AU Ch 4/?

Read Chapters 1, 2, and 3 First

1.2k Words

Wilbur’s Pov

It was two weeks later when the next grand ball was hosted. I hadn’t seen her since the night we met, but my thoughts had been ruled by her presence every day since.

I saw her in everything I encountered, whether it be a flower along the sidewalk or the canary chirping outside my window.

I was actually speaking to Tommy about all of this in the days leading up to the ball. --- “Will?”

“Yes?”

“How does love work?”

“Hell if I know.”

“Well if you don’t know tell me what you do know.”

“I know some things about women, I can tell you that”

“Well?”

“I know that women are gentle. They care very deeply, and they are very careful with their love. If they choose you to share their time with, they love you so thoroughly that it tears through you. It’s like a tidal wave washing over every bone in your body. It’s impossible to define.”

“Sounds like you’ve got something figured out.”

“Dear brother, that is only the tip of the iceberg.”

---

On the day of the ball, there was an immense feeling of fear looming over me. I knew that I would see her again, but I worried that her feelings had died by now. I sat in my bedroom, staring at the wall, wondering.

“Dear? What is troubling you?” I heard the soft chirp of my mother’s voice say from the doorframe. “How did you and father first meet?”

“Well, we met in a season like this, about twenty-eight years ago. Goodness, I’m an old wench by now, but that isn’t of much importance. It was my first season and your father was nineteen. He saw me across the ballroom and was the first suitor to ask me for a dance. We danced for a while, and he charmed me with his vast knowledge of wilderness survival. I wondered why the son of a Viscount would need to know how to skin a rabbit, but I found it an interesting hobby of his. We danced some more, and he led me to the gardens. He took my hand and swore up and down that he would make me his. He knew that night that he wanted to marry me. He upheld his promise, and we were married by the next spring. The rest is history. Now please do tell me what sparks your sudden interest, or more, who?”

“I met a wonderful woman at the last ball, the most divine I have ever seen. I mean, I am absolutely encapsulated by the thought of her and it is driving me mad! I’m just worried that her feelings will not remain as deep as mine.”

“Well, then let her know how you feel! If she is as wonderful as you say she is, then she won’t be around forever. Feeling’s don’t just die, they grow, and they ebb and flow.”

“I will do what is the best mother. Thank you for your advice,” I said as she engulfed me in a hug.

“I trust you will let me meet this girl someday, yes? I never did have any daughters.”

“Of course mother, of course.”

---

We arrived at the banquet hall, and it was obvious that I was a bundle of nerves. Hell, I was practically shaking as I adjusted my cufflinks for the thirtieth time today. Tommy must have noticed because he gave me a quick punch to the shoulder, and told me to loosen up.

Loosen up?

Sure, yeah, sounds easy enough.

I found a glass of champagne and hoped that the alcohol would calm my nerves. It didn’t help.

I looked around the ballroom for a while, trying to find her. What I did find was her brother and his wife dancing together to the jaunty tune the band was playing.

I looked around them for her, and my efforts were met with the vision of her hair in an intricate updo and wearing a navy blue dress.

Ironically, the exact shade of navy I wore when we first met.

Genuinely, she was more breathtaking than the moment I first saw her. She watched her brother and sister in law dance as my gaze was trained on her. Her face twisted up in a sweet smile as the dance came to an end, and I found myself walking over to her family on the opposite site of the ballroom.

“William, how nice to see you!” George said, Cornelia on his arm. “It’s amazing night isn’t it?” Cornelia said, kissing her husband on the cheek.

“Certainly is quite a pleasant affair,” I said, giving them a kind smile, “How are you doing today Lady Davidson?”

“Much better now, I suppose. How are you, my Lord?” She said, curtseying to me as I bowed. That damn eye contact will be the death of me. She bore a hole into my very soul as we shared pleasantries.

This woman was enough to bring a grown man to his knees.

“I’m absolutely fantastic,” I said, giving her a quaint smile and never breaking eye contact. We just stared at each other for a moment before George broke the tension with a laugh.

“Well then, I believe I hear the band revving back up, would you two mind joining us for a dance or two?” He said, and I looked over to Y/N, offering her my hand as we went to face each other on the dance floor.

“Wilbur, please do indulge my thoughts for a moment…” She said as I twirled her around in time with the music.

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to miss a word.”

“You really work overtime just to flatter me,”

“I assure you, it comes naturally.”

“Oh goodness, case and point. Anyways, I wanted to ask you what you see as the point in these interactions. I know how I feel about it, but I want to ensure we’re on the same page.”

“Well,” I pulled her close, “I know that when I’m able to be in your presence, the world feels smaller. It’s just us and the stars. The privilege of hearing your voice makes me want to tune everything out because I know that I will never hear a sweeter sound in my life. I feel safe when I’m around you. I don’t feel like there is a single ulterior motive in any of this, just two people who have nothing to prove enjoying eachother’s presence. I enjoy this, and I wouldn’t trade the moments we’ve shared for anything.”

Her expression changed from analytical to emotional as she pulled me closer.

She initiated the change. I was worried people would think poorly of us because of our uncharacteristic advances, but I pushed that feeling to the back of my mind and embraced the moment.

“I am… absolutely ecaptured by you. Let me just relish every second until the end of time.” She said as she continued her pursuit to pierce my soul with her gaze.

I didn’t feel like I needed to ask her the same question, because she answered it with the way she held me in those moments.

It isn’t spoken enough about how men feel about being held. I had never in my life felt so safe until I was along the outskirts of the ballroom with yes, her within my grasp, but she had me wrapped around her finger.

I knew how she felt.

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A/N

I actually don't have much else to say. So, yeah.

Have an amazing day my lovelies!!!

-Line

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Twin Flames

Wilbur Soot x Reader

Bridgerton AU Ch 3/?

Read Ch 1 and Ch 2 First

Brace yourself for a chapter of fluffy self discovery.

2.3k Words

Wilbur's Pov

To say I was walking on air was, to say the least. As I slept that night or attempted to sleep, flashes of the night before danced across my mind. 

Her hand in mine sent a thrill down my spine, and now I am so frazzled I’m rhyming. The obnoxious fluttering in the pit of my stomach every time that I thought of her kept me awake. In my dreams, we danced around the ballroom and I held her close in a way I couldn't in the company of other people. 

I didn’t understand why there was such an infatuation within me for a woman I had just met. When I woke the next morning, something in me knew that all of this was very unfinished. I got dressed and put on my riding boots. 

Tommy was standing at the bottom of the staircase, watching me walk down. “Oh mate, I had the most amazing night last night. I.. women are just a wonder. I danced with all of them. I met this wonderful girl, and another one, and another one…. They were all wonderful!!” He said frantically, following me out to the stables. 

“Oh Tommy, it seems like you had a ball…” I said, attempting to calm him down. 

“Is that why they call them that? Oh and I’m sure you're feeling something yourself, I saw you with that lady…. She seemed, close” he said, quirking his eyebrows suggestively. 

“ I know exactly what you're thinking, and no. Don’t go there, she's a lady. A real lady. I….. can't explain it. I…. I have to go.” I said, jumping onto my horse and running out of the stable. 

“Tell her I said hello!!!!!” He yelled as I ran off across the grounds. 

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I knew exactly where to find her as I rode off into the city. I recognized her last name when she said it. Davidson, which was the name of one of my close friends growing up. I didn’t know that George had a sister, but knowing him he probably didn’t tell me she existed for this very reason. I hadn’t talked to him in about three years after I fell off the social scene. 

As I galloped through the street, I had a feeling it was going to be an awkward meeting. But I had a feeling a reunion was necessary if I were to move forward with any of this. 

I arrived near their London home and tied my horse up in a stall down the street. I walked down the pavement, anxiously straightening my jacket, dissatisfied with my appearance. Why the hell couldn’t I just feel normal right now, there was no need for all of these nerves.

Just, act normal Wilbur. 

My hand rose to knock on their door, and a housemaid answered. She directed me to a waiting room while I awaited George’s arrival. After a couple uncomfortable minutes, I heard a door open behind me. I shot up from the chair I was sitting in and straightened that godforsaken coat for the 100th time today. 

“William. It…. It’s been years…” George said, walking towards me with open arms. 

“Oh, I… George.. It's nice to see you old mate,” I said, my face twisting into a smile as I accepted his embrace. “How’ve you been, it’s been so long.”

“I’ve been good. I got married a year ago to a wonderful young woman, and my family’s estate has been fruitful as well. Life is….. going swell.” He said. 

“Well, would you fancy going on a ride in the park to catch up a bit?” I asked, hoping he would say yes.

“Of course, I would love to! Allow me to change into my riding gear and we’ll be on our way. 

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“So, how have your brothers been?” George said, looking over at me.

“Techno has been seeing a young woman he met last season, they’ve been courting for about ten months now. He’s twenty-two now, and the two of them have been traveling through Europe for the past couple of months. I believe they’re having an absolute ball staying in France, or at least I can tell from their latest correspondence. Thomas debuted at last night’s ball, and he must have had a good time, considering he talked my ear off about it last night. He’s just turned eighteen, even though you’d think he's still a child by the way he acts most of the time.”

“Oh, I do hear that you accompanied Thomas last night,” He said, “I also know that you happened to have met someone..”

He caught me. 

“Why, yes I did. I didn’t realize that you had a sister.”

“I don’t usually like to advertise my eligible sister to my male friends, but it seems you met her organically, so I don’t really mind. I’m just surprised that of all the people you could have met at the ball, you met her,” He said, avoiding eye contact with me, “I think I know why you wanted to meet with me today….”

As he said this, I felt a lump rise in my throat.

 I’m an absolute, bloody idiot.

“What are your intentions with my sister?”

My heart skipped in my chest.

“My intentions… Well….. Your sister is the most beautiful woman I have ever had the privilege of laying eyes on. When I first saw her, my heart just stopped in my chest. When I spoke to her for the first time, It was like I couldn’t find the words to say because she said it all for me. Even when we just stood watching everyone dance around the ballroom, her little comments and her expressions were like watching the stars dance across the sky. I was just…. Awestruck by how absolutely infatuated I could be with a girl I met just hours before. When we danced together, it was like we were the little dancers in the jewelry box, it was just perfect. I didn’t want it to end…. And I didn’t sleep last night because all I could do was think of her. It honestly makes me sound awful in hindsight, but I assure you my intent is pure. My intention with your sister… is to be there. I want to listen to her talk until the end of time. I want to dance with her and hold her close to me. I want to protect her spirit. I could ramble on and on all day, but what sums it up is that I would go to the end of time to be her witness.”

George stopped the horse in its tracks and just stared at me for a moment. 

“William. I know you are a good man. I have full trust in you, and your family name. I’m just so intrigued that you’ve fallen so quickly.” He said, seemingly as confused as I was. 

“I don’t understand it. I can’t fathom it, but I just have to know more.”

“You have my blessing, but if you hurt her… There will be dire consequences.” He said, jumping down from his horse. 

He extended his hand out to shake my hand, and I hopped down from my horse to meet him. 

“I won’t disappoint you,” I said, taking his hand as he pulled me in for a quick hug. 

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Y/N Pov

I saw my brother walk into the house from the drawing-room off the side of the parlor. He walked in with this stupid-looking smile on his face, and I had to put down my copy of Sense and Sensibility. 

“What’s got you all giddy? I know it’s not Cornelia, she’s been here with me this whole time. Well now you have to tell me because I have a feeling getting engrossed in a scandal within my head isn’t exactly something I want to get into this early in the morning.”

“Oh yes, please indulge your dear wife as to what’s got you smiling like a schoolboy,” Cornelia said, looking up from her needlework.

“Well, I have a question for you Y/N. When were you going to tell me about this young man you met last evening?” George fired back at our questions.

“OoOoooo, do I hear a love story unfolding?” Cornelia said, walking over to her husband and giving him a quick peck on the cheek to welcome him home. 

“Oh, it must have slipped my mind to tell you…. I mean it’s no big deal, I was going to tell you eventually, I’m not hiding anything… I just… he’s really nice, I think you’d like him a lot.”

“Well, the reason I was gone is actually just that. A young man I haven’t seen in a couple years showed up at our doorstep this morning. It was nice to see William again..”

“You met him!?”

“Dear sister, I've known him as long as you’ve been alive!”

“Oh, OH! He’s that William! Is it bad that it just makes him all the more charming? Well, are you going to tell me what happened?”

“We rode through the park, and caught up a bit… He told me, well, everything.” George said with a devilish smirk on his face. 

“Everything?”

“Everything. But a gentleman never tells, so there are some things I’m keeping to myself.” And only the Lord knows why he was smiling like a child who had just told their mother a fib. 

“Oh, please tell me!”

“No, I wouldn’t do that to him.” 

“Screw your honor, tell your sister what the hell is going on!” I yelled out in an attempt to sound exasperated.

“Oh, bloody hell…” Cornelia said, gripping her husband’s arm as if she was watching the climax of an outstanding aria. 

“All I’ll say… is that he would definitely like to see you again.” And as he said that I ran towards him, and engulfed both him and Cornelia in a hug.

“Oh, thank god I was so worried that I might have sent him the wrong way. He was just so kind and so gentle that I didn’t want to mess anything up. OH! He doesn’t think I’m too old, does he? Apparently, that’s an opinion most men have of me nowadays. I am so, utterly, just stunned. I would be an absolute imbecile to not see him again, right? I’d be foolish. Oh but what if he doesn’t think I’m interesting once he gets to know-“

“Dear sister! Calm yourself! If I learned anything today, it’s that he wants to be there for you in the most genuine way a human can be. Stop with your incessant worrying!!” My brother said, cutting me off with his own optimistic words.

“Sounds to me like he’s right whipped, doesn’t it Georgie?” Cornelia said, turning to face her husband.

“Well, I haven’t heard words like that since the day I met you, so I’d say it’s something like that.” He replied.

“Okay, well then. I…. I must be on my way to town. I have some business to attend to. Yes, it's a very important business.” I said, awestruck by the conversation that had just occurred. 

I ran out the back door and my feet clad in my slippers. I ran and ran until I reached an apple field on the edge of the park behind our home. I hadn’t climbed in years, but it seemed rather fitting to clear my head. Be above it all. That’s a great idea

“Stuck up there?” I heard a familiar voice say. It was a lighter, more feminine voice. None other than my close friend, Nikita. We grew up together and lived as neighbors over the past couple of years, and I found comfort in confiding in her. 

She married a young man named Jack soon after her first season. They were in love, but their love came more as best friends first. I looked down and saw both her and her husband below me, both of which I had grown quite fond of over the years. 

“More like stuck in my own thoughts” I replied, laughing cynically at myself.

“Well, you know what they say about women and their thoughts don’t you? Maybe we should just indulge ourselves and just not think every once in and awhile. That’d certainly send them on a riot.” She replied, 

I climbed down the tree with as much grace as I could, and I met them both at the bottom of the tree 

“How have you both been, it’s been months since I last saw you both.”

“We’ve been good, Niki and I actually adopted a collie from a breeder down the street. His name is Archibald, and he is quite the prima donna.” Jack said, gesturing to Niki with a pleasant smile. 

“I think it’s good practice if you could imagine. That is down the road though. Much, much farther down the road. This is about as settled down as we’ve considered being so far.” Niki said, holding onto her partner's arm as they walked through the grassy clearing with me. 

“See, Y/N, have you considered anything of that nature as of late?” Niki asked. 

At this point, I was wondering if I could ever actually catch a break. Seems that fate is teasing me. 

“Oh, well there is something there, but it's all very new, very uncertain. It’s actually the very reason I’m here, I needed to clear my head.” I fidgeted with my hands, wringing them out anxiously. 

“I don’t know what has happened, but my advice to you is to follow what your heart wants. I listened to myself, and I landed on my feet. I’m a better man because of it.” Jack said, earning a kiss on the cheek from Niki. 

Listen to my heart. 

My heart did nothing but long for more.

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A/N

Oh wow. That speech just did something to me, oh my god. Let me just give you all an encore of that absolute piece of literature I word vomited...

"I want to listen to her talk until the end of time. I want to dance with her and hold her close to me. I want to protect her spirit. I could ramble on and on all day, but what sums it up is that I would go to the end of time to be her witness.”

I didn't intend to update this soon, but this part was too juicy to not give you all.

Also, if anyone feels uncomfortable with me having Jack and Niki as a married couple, understand that this is purely for plot and there will be no actual shipping, other than the fact that they would be close friends with Y/N and them being married justifies them being together all the time. Just wanted to clear that up.

Have an amazing day my lovelies!

-Line