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HERE WE GO!

Gethsemane - Part 1

Mina x femme!reader

Word Count: 7.8k

Angst/A secret second thing?

Summary: Dealing with a break up in an unhealthy way leads you to a compromising position that changes your entire life in the blink of an eye.

TW: HEAVY SUBJECT MATTER. Alcohol, BEING DRUGGED, walking alone at night, break ups, cheating, blood, biting, sexual implications, and once again HEAVY SUBJECT MATTER! Please read at your own risk!

A/N: WELP. Here is part 1! I have no idea how long this series is going to be but I will say that you're in for a wild ride if you stick around to read it! I hope you enjoy this and part 2 is already in the works! Thank you for reading and supporting as always! Feedback is always appreciated! Mwah mwah mwah! <3

Life in these gray colored glasses is dull.

Not the type of dull that polishes into a brightly colored array of happiness, shining gems reflecting the vibrant colors they were meant to once they were shaped and smoothed out, but rather a smooth pebble with no exciting edges, something that was just bland.

Jagged sharp edges of what life used to be with no excitement for what it would become, with no hope of seeing her again. Just a blur of days and nights, never really fully being present in the TV static that your life was.

It had been months since she left, yet the gray still followed you, trailing behind you like a shadow, only really finding peace in the bottom of a bottle.

It’s no way to live.

The only thing that seemed to erase the etchings of Tzuyu in your mind was the burn of the liquor. Even with the stinging of the alcohol, she still floated into you memory more often than you’d prefer.

The soft mornings of waking up next to each other no longer in reach, the lazy days on the couch and the evening dates to random places around town…the happy memories clouded by that final memory.

The phone call from her that constantly replayed in your mind like a broken record.

“I…I just don’t think we can do this anymore…”

“But…why?” the whisper catching the lump of tears in your throat trying to escape from this pain that was erupting from your chest.

“I’m just…not happy anymore…I thought it would be different but…” hesitation in Tzuyu’s voice feels like a wet weighted blanket dropping itself from the third story of a building right onto your shoulders.

“But…?”

You wish you never asked her to finish that sentence.

“I…”

The silence that follows was far worse than any house full of ghosts, haunting you from one moment to the next, even now. Seemingly stretching two minutes into two hours and draining you of any ounce of happiness that would have been present in your body.

“Y/n…I’m sorry…I met someone else…and I really want to explore that.”

That statement…the way she said it so blatantly, the despair it causes within you shatters your being…and then the stone cold silence.

Numbness replacing all the love that previously burned so brightly between the two of you.

“You…met someone else?” confusion palpable in the question, you were not prepared for what was to follow.

“Yeah…it’s the girl I met volunteering at the shelter…Jeongyeon.”

Tzuyu had mentioned the name a couple times, stating that she was just a friend and there would never be anything to worry about. Going to dinner after volunteering and hanging out with her on the off days.

There was no reason you shouldn’t have believed her when she said they were just friends, especially considering you and her had been together for two years and no one has ever come between you before.

“We…were about to sign a lease together, Tzuyu…” your voice breaks, the tears start to fall as you realize that this is really happening.

“I know…I’m so sor-”

“Tzu…did you cheat on me?” the burning question cuts her off, slicing her words like a dull knife.

“What?” annoyance very present in her voice, you could almost see her facial expressions as she tries to navigate the questions she didn’t expect.

“Did you cheat on me with her?” voice cracking through the short sentence, the avoidance she’s displaying makes your stomach churn.

“Y/n…is this a serious question?” you can taste the disbelief in her tone, like she’s spitting it at you.

“Answer me.” the stoic nature of your tone was the complete opposite of the tears falling down your face, trying to keep your voice strong even if you couldn’t physically hold it in.

“Y/n…you can’t be se-”

“Answer me!” raising your voice at her, which you had never done before.

More silence ringing in from the other end of the phone, more than likely out of shock for the way you yelled…hopefully no other reasons.

“…It was only once…” so soft and small you could barely hear her when she said it.

A serrated dagger to the chest, sawing through each rib individually would’ve been less painful than hearing the admission of her stepping out of your relationship and into the arms of someone else.

“I’m sorry…I just…she is so kind and lovely. We were drunk after dinner one night and…” the excuse fades into silence, her guilt ringing like church bells through every single syllable.

“I can’t believe you…two years of our lives…our future plans…just gone?!” the rage in your voice even scares you for a moment.

How could she do this to your relationship?

Betrayal dancing through your mind, each step another heart string ripped out of it’s place, and falling directly into the void - taking the light and love with it.

“…She kissed me…it didn’t go farther than that, I swear…but I felt it…I felt the spark and I just…I can’t just ignore this…I have to see it through.” Her voice cracks as she states the truth.

It sounds like it was just as hard to say as it was for you to hear.

“You could’ve said no…You just don’t kiss someone without hints that the other person wants to be kissed, Tzu. You could’ve stopped this…all of this. “ full blown sobs now as you get the feelings off your chest.

“And all of this for what?”

“Stop this! You’re making it sound like this was planned? Obviously it wasn’t.” annoyance rings through the sentence, you don’t give a single shit.

“You’ve been pulling away from me…” the realization sinks in, the distance between you two that she brushed off as just being tired…the phone calls that were her “Mom”, the constantly being on the phone…

“How long has this been going on?” disbelief so thick, if it were fog you wouldn’t be able to see three feet in front of you.

“She kissed me last weekend…”

“No…how long as the emotional cheating been going on.” the emotional rollercoaster of all of this has you so nauseous. Alternating between numb, sick, rage and sadness - just to repeat the cycle over again when she speaks.

“…I started feeling it a year ago.”

“Goodbye, Tzuyu. I hope you find whatever it is you’re looking for.”

-click-

A shaky memory from that night 3 months ago, echoing like a sonic boom through your chest every waking moment of every hour of every single day.

How are you supposed to learn to live without it?

It’s not like you and Tzuyu had the most healthy of relationships…but you were fighting so hard to keep it alive. Trying your best to make sure you communicated as much as possible and really put the work in so you could make it.

It’s not like Tzuyu ever listened to what you would communicate either.

That conversation, over the phone after two years of dating was the biggest slap in the face. How were you supposed to tell your friends what happened…

Not that she wanted your business aired out in that way, you always just told them it didn’t work out…that you weren’t what she needed and it was better if you split.

That you were her just a place holder and she was your favorite color.

That’s just something you had to except.

It wasn’t what she wanted.

She didn’t care in the same way.

These were all the things your brain already knew, but your heart did not want to look at the facts splayed out before you.

So you drank to coat the betrayal in honey so it was easier to digest…or maybe it was to cover it completely so you could forget about it.

Either way, it wasn’t working and you are sure it’s hard for your friends to watch.

How were you supposed to look something like this in the face without breaking?

Breaking just isn’t an option.

—

Sitting on the couch in your apartment was the way you chose to spend your evening, until the memory of the call seeped into your brain again.

Would you ever find peace with it? Or would the knock of it constantly rear it’s ugly head? Your brain taunting you with every thought of her was just so overwhelming. You didn’t need a reminder that she wasn’t around anymore, you could feel it in everyday life.

Spending most of the hours dissociating and trying to talk yourself out of remembering, you decided doom scrolling through socials would distract you enough to let the hours pass faster until it was time to sleep and dream of her again.

The only place you were happy lately was in your dreams, when her face would show up and you could feel her touch again. The warmth of her skin and the butterflies it would sift through you was something you couldn’t seem to shake, not that you wanted to. Life was hard enough but at least in your dreams, she was the person that you thought she was and no who she turned out to be.

And while you dreamt of her holding you, thinking it was serenity, it was really just another nightmare because you would eventually wake up and remember.

Scrolling through instagram and seeing your friends live their lives was torture. Jealousy seeped through you as you watched reels and saw photos of them existing happily with their spouses, exploring the world, and having fun with their other friends.

Why couldn’t that be something you could do?

Why did your happiness get taken away from you?

That’s when you saw it.

The hard launch of Tzuyu and Jeongyeon on her instagram feed.

Multiple pictures of them at the shelter posing with the dogs and the caption was a green heart…posted 5 minutes ago.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Deciding to swipe through the pictures was easy until you hit the last one. The final picture in the bunch was one of them kissing.

Staring at it was like attached the knife to a drill and pulling the trigger, being the one to let it swirl and tear your flesh apart.

Taking in every pixel that burnt into your screen, seeing the smile on Tzuyu’s face…she looked so happy.

That’s what made your chest ache even worse. You couldn’t give her what she wanted, no sparks left, no love present…and you didn’t even know.

You double tapped your screen, liking the photo and then tossed your phone on the couch harshly. Emptiness attempting to consume you again and at this point, you might as well let it right?

Wrong.

Turning to face the back of the couch, you jump over the backing and head for the kitchen, there is liquid courage there.

Opening the liquor cabinet to find nothing but empty bottles, you sigh in frustration and slam the door. Placing your back against the counter, you curl yourself up - knees to your chest and heels to your butt, wrapping your arms around your legs and letting your head lean down on your knees.

It starts softly, letting little teardrops trickle down your cheeks and drip onto the fabric of your jeans, lightly tapping as they pour out faster until suddenly you are sobbing on your kitchen floor again…like you did every single night this week.

You allow yourself to drain your eyes, letting all the tears fall that need to fall. Once you had your breath caught up, you wiped your face off with your sleeve and stood up. Walking through the kitchen to the living room to get your phone off the couch, you’ve got 3 messages.

One from your best friend, Nayeon.

One from a spam number- Something about a discount on car insurance.

and the other from Tzuyu…

Your heart sinks…this is the first time you’ve heard from her since your break up…and the state you’re in…you probably shouldn’t read it.

But on the other hand…

Opening the message was easy, it was reading it that was hard.

Tzuyu: Hey. Can I call you? 9:12pm

This has to be a joke…

Closing out the message, you sneer slightly and roll your eyes and then click on the text from Nayeon.

Nayeon: Hi babes! I just wanted to check on you. You doing okay? 9:08pm

You: I sure am not. Meet me at the bar down the road in 20? 9:15pm

You: I need a drink…or seven. 9:16pm

Locking your phone and sliding it into your pocket, you grab your wallet and keys putting them in the pockets they belong in and slip on your sneakers before shutting the lights off and heading out the front door.

—

The bar wasn’t far from your house, about two blocks down the road. Walkable distance, so you set off. Plus with the way you were feeling, you probably won’t be able to drive home when you’re finished for the evening and some fresh air will do you good.

Humming to yourself as you walk down the street, you watch as the cars pass you by and take in the cool air of the night.

It’s summer, so the days are hot and the nights are just right, even if the city lights washout the sky so you can’t see the stars, you imagine they are there just to guide you down the road.

The bar was packed and loud. It wasn’t anything special, but it was the bar closest to your home so of course it was the one you frequented weekly.

The bar rats are here, as always. Playing pool in the back corner with their beer bottles in hand, laughing and giggling among themselves.

Making your way to where everyone is gathered around for drinks, all the chairs seem to be taken except for one on the far end by the bathrooms.

Also seeing that your favorite bartender is on tonight. She waves to you and points to an open seat, which you sneak into quickly.

“The usual?” the cute little bartender asks.

“Yes please!” As cheerfully as you can muster.

The tiny tattooed girl with long dark hair and a smile that could put the sun to shame quickly throws some ice and tequila in a glass with some pineapple juice, places the glass down in front of you smoothly.

“Thank you, Chae…how’s tonight been?” Sipping the drink and wincing.

The sadness on your face must be very visible because this drink is strong.

“Ah, you know.” Tossing the rag over her shoulder and shrugging with a smirk.

“Normal night I suppose but it is pretty busy even for a Friday night.” Loudly to you over the sound of the crowd and the music playing in the background.

“Excuse me!” A gentleman from the other end of the bar waves at Chaeyoung.

“That’s my queue. I’ll come check on you in a little while. I want life updates!” Winking at you before going to get the man a drink.

“There are none!” Shouted back before you turn around and look to see what’s happening around you.

A lot of new faces mixed with the familiar faces, scanning to see if Nayeon had arrived yet.

Tugging your phone out of your pocket, you check your messages.

Nayeon: Give me 40! 9:20pm

And another text comes in as you read, banner dropping to reveal its her…again.

Tzuyu: I know you’re upset with me and it’s been a while… 9:30pm

Tzuyu: I’ve heard you aren’t doing to well. 9:31pm

You click into the message to tell her to fuck off but see she’s still typing…and even if you were upset with her…she was still Tzuyu and you were still weak for her, even in the mix of this mess.

Tzuyu: I just want to make sure you’re okay…please y/n say something. 9:31pm

You scoff at the message and down the entirety of the drink you got, using the small straw to stir the ice around before finally deciding your reply.

You: Worry about your girlfriend. 9:33pm

You: And fuck you. Don’t text me again. 9:34pm

You giggle, feeling validated in your response.

Why was she checking in on you anyway? It’s not like she didn’t know what was bothering you. It’s not like she was completely unaware that she broke every ounce of trust you held for her and now the only thing you feel is sorrow and anger for this person, who it became very clear, you did not know.

Mourning the loss of someone who doesn’t exist, the person she showed you she was - it’s not her and it never was.

And to that, you drink.

The door to the bar swings open, cutting your rage in half and catching your attention.

The sound that the door made when it hit the wall behind it startled just about everyone. The woman who walks in after the crash is not even close to what you would anticipate.

Long wavy dark hair framing a beautiful porcelain face, petite in nature but you could see the outline of her abs even in the dull light. A black cropped tank top with a leather jacket adorned her body, the jeans she was wearing fitted, and the sneakers just finishing off the look.

Chae swoops in, replacing your drink and saying something that you did not hear.

You were too fixated on the stunning woman who just walked in.

Chaeyoung follows your eyes, seeing the woman and whistling lowly to you.

“Damn…she’s hot.” nudging you with her elbow.

“She sure is.” taking a swig of the drink, this one is much stronger than the first.

“Why don’t you go talk to her? You know what they saaaaaayyyy! Sometimes getting over someone means you ge-”

“Get under someone else, I know I know.” rolling your eyes at her playfully and smirking.

“Well? What are you doing still talking to me? She is just your type…” She’s really trying to push you to talk to this woman but you’re just watching and waiting to see what she’s here for.

“Maybe. Maybe. I’m waiting for Nayeon to get here…so I don-”

“You’re stalling! Pussy!” cackling to you before someone flags her for another drink.

“Go!” shooing her to her next customer.

You just sit and watch and the girl with the dark eyes takes a seat in the corner of the bar by herself. She’s scanning the room when you hear the sound of breaking glass.

Turning your head to see what the commotion was, you see that Chae dropped a glass and was telling everyone it was fine.

Looking down at the floor behind the bar, you see splinters of translucent shards scattered across the floor, looking up at Chae to make sure she’s alright but she’s already got a broom and is sweeping away the sharp splinters.

Your eyes tilt up and back over to the woman.

Her eyes lock with yours - neither of you refusing to break the eye contact from across the bar. The mysterious woman smirks at you, tilting her head slightly before winking at you.

Swallowing harshly, all the hair on your body stands on its end and you feel a flash of pure heat burst through your skin. You wonder if you were to visit the sun, if this is what it would feel like.

There’s also a fear present. Something you cannot explain as you feel your face flush red.

It’s not the same as being nervous or having gay panic…it’s screaming at you to run. A shockwave of “You better get out of here right now.” Similar to what you’d feel if you were treading water in the open ocean or standing on the outside ledge of a 80 story building.

In the middle of this trance you found yourself in, a man bumps into your shoulder. Seemingly drunk and out of it. Your drinks clink together and you’re startled by the sudden presence of someone next to you.

“Oh my -hiccup- gosh! I’m so so so sooooooo sorry, ma’am!” he smells of alcohol and cigarettes, the flannel he is wearing, sleeves rolled to his elbows, is crusty and old - colors washed out long ago.

His fingernails are dirty and you want to get away from him.

“It’s fine.” stoically said, you know your face is contorting in disgust before you can even stop it.

“You’re pretty” slurred to you through the sound of the bass of the song that just started playing.

“I’m not interested.” looking back to see if the pretty woman crafted by god himself was still sitting where she was.

She wasn’t. Taking a moment to scan the room where she had just been, you don’t see her at all. Nodding your head a little, you expected luck to not be in your favor, but the hope was present even if only for a moment.

Sighing heavily at the silent defeat, you turn around to find that the man hasn’t taken his eyes off you.

Lifting your drink and chugging it completely, you place the glass down on the bar and pull $25 buck out of your wallet and place it under the glass, more than you should have but it’s Chae.

Chae sees you do this and tips her head at you while making drinks for others, motioning that she will call you later.

“We will go for lunch soon!” shouted to you as she sees you leaving.

“Where are you going? We are just starting to have fun!” The man grabs your arm and tries to stop you from leaving.

The grip is tight enough to bruise but you were never one to show weakness…especially to a man.

“Excuse you?!” The glare and the volume of your voice must be enough because he lets go, but the malice is painted in his eyes.

He looks around, seeing that it’s drawn a bit of attention, surely he doesn’t want a scene.

“I’ll see you later then.” spite slithering through every letter in the sentence but this doesn’t shake you, not even a little.

“Doubtful.” rolling your eyes and flipping him off.

Confidently, you take your steps towards the door - everyone’s eyes on you after the fearless display just seen.

Before stepping out, you turn to see if you can spot the dark haired woman…but she’s no where to be seen. You were hoping she might’ve seen what just happened and maybe come to ask you if you were okay, just to strike up a conversation but it seems she had left before any of this happened.

Maybe she will come back another day.

—

Walking was harder than expected.

You texted Nayeon and told her not to come as you were leaving and the crowd was a little too much tonight.

By the time you looked up from your phone, something was off.

The streets were emptier than normal, creepily quiet as it began to drizzle. The light taps of the rain on your skin felt strange…cold and sharp as it falls, you notice every drop that touches you. An intense sensation that you can’t help but focus on…until you look up.

The colors were a little too bright, blurring into themselves as you take your first steps. Your legs feel weak and jelly like.

You couldn’t have drank THAT much, could you have?

Two doubles was not enough to have you in this state…what is going on?

This isn’t what drunk feels like…this isn’t what drunk feels like at all.

“Shit” as you stumble down the sidewalk towards your apartment.

Two blocks.

You just need to make it two blocks.

Left foot, right foot.

You have made this walk drunk many many times, surely you could make it under the influence of something else, right?

“Maybe…maybe I should call Tzuyu…” slurred to yourself, you pull your phone out and click the text chain that had been started by her that day.

The phone chirps until you hear her voice.

“Hey, this is Tzuyu! Leave me a message and I’ll call you back! beep”

Calm washing over you, brows furrowed in annoyance at how her voice still has such a way of wrapping around you like a warm hug.

“Hey Tzu, it’shh me. I’m shorry about earlier and I hate to call you but shhomthin-”

Your eyes were starting to feel heavy, a war against whatever this was waging through the left and right of your legs, or the attempt your legs were making.

“Hey baby! Where are you going to fast?”

Your blood runs cold as fear pulses through you violently. The scruffy voice is familiar and not for good reasons.

“I’m being f-followed. Call me, pleassshe” hanging up the phone quickly and shoving it into your pocket before he could notice.

It’s the man from the bar.

Hearing his foot steps run up behind you to catch up to you, he grabs your arm and slung it over his shoulder. Placing his other arm around your waist, he pulls you into himself - holding you up while you continue the battle to stay lucid.

“Shhtop!” you slurred out, throwing your arm up weakly to try and get him away from you.

“You look tired, lets take you back to my place.” the evil shit eating grin on his face can he heard in how he speaks, you didn’t need to see it to know what the plan was.

Recalling him bumping into you, your glasses clinking together…that must’ve been when he slipped you something.

“I’m going to be shhick.” partially from the blurring of your eyes and partially from the idea of this putrid man touching you.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to my house and we can make sure you’re okay. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweetheart?” The sickly sweet tone of his voice has the most vile undertone, rancid implications taint any sugared words out of his mouth.

“Fuck you” practically whispered while you push him weakly again, but you’re not strong enough to fight him off.

“Hey! You listen to me you fucking bitch!” grabbing your forearms, getting in your face, and spitting venom a little to close for comfort, not that anything about this was comfortable.

“And what do we have here?” a delicate voice rings past your ears, so soft and angelic…it sends a chill down your spine, adding another layer of fear but somehow contributing to comfort all in the same swipe.

“Nothing, mind your business.” the man doesn’t let go of you, you’re too far gone to even try to fight him.

“It doesn’t look like nothing…” chimed through once more against the filthy pig holding you.

“Help” whimpered out to the entity, a small plea to show this was not something you were consenting to.

Your vision is fading faster with each passing second, you can’t fight anymore- no matter the panic your brain is in, no matter the sense of danger leeching into the atmosphere.

Your body simply doesn’t want to comply with the one exception being your hand, reaching out to the voice who interrupted this man’s nefarious behavior.

“I said…mind your fucking business, bitch!” the man spits harshly in the direction of the velvet voice, turning around so his back was facing where the voice was coming from.

“What a large vocabulary.” sarcasm? at a time like this?

“You have a choice here.” How is this voice suddenly menacing?

“You can wake up tomorrow.” a chill runs through the mans spine, you feel his bones rattle as his grip loosens slightly.

“Or you dont.” he freezes, it seems like he’s unsure if he believes this to be true.

“Make your choice.” The sound of soft steps circle around you and ease you, but only for the reason of it striking fear into this man and knowing that there is a witness.

Wishing you could just punch the man and run, you try to struggle against him again but you are helpless.

And that voice is salvation.

The silence between the three of you is muffled, only by the suddenly irregular heart beat of the man who won’t let your arms go. Thumping faster and faster as he stands his ground, challenging the delicate footsteps.

“What are you doing?” hearing the panic is his voice was delicious enough on it’s own but you wished you could see it on his face.

“How are you doing this?!” his chest is throbbing in the most irregular of patterns, you’re confused on why this is happening…palpitations? It’s not like he was anxious, considering the situation you found yourself in.

“Make. Your. Choice.” the angelic voice contorts into a deeper more malevolent one, growling the words into the night.

The criminal realizes what he’s up against in that moment.

Suddenly, his hand disappear from your forearms and you are falling backwards. Two arms come out to catch you…they’re small underneath you but seem to have a stronger presence than any pair of arms you’d ever been in.

“Stop!” The man screeches, panic now in his voice.

Your eyes are fluttering to quickly, fighting whatever is in your system to see him gripping his chest between numerous blinks.

The arms around you manuver you into a more comfortable position when you hear the heavy footsteps of the man who just tried to kidnap you walking towards you.

Some shuffling takes place behind you though the presence around you never moves.

What the fuck is happening?

“She won’t be happy about this!” A similar vocal contortion erupts through his words, gnawing at the human-like voice and tearing it open with each letter passed.

The person holding you snarls, a guttural, primal vibration erupted deeply from within. Following this sound was gasping and then a heavy thud to the concrete.

A very loud gust of air and crackling follow, the smell of sulfur and matches creeps into your nostrils, you don’t have the energy to cover your nose or even scrunch it.

Something so small, you feel like you’ve taken for granted with how little you can function.

The person carrying you adjusts to lift you bridal style, you feel slender arms hook under your legs and raise you from your attempted standing position into a fetal position against their chest.

Jolting lightly at the sudden movements before letting yourself rest your head on the strangers shoulder.

They smell of jasmine and honeysuckle, quite the contrast from the burnt smell in the air.

Who is this?

Your eyes flutter open for a moment, trying to catch the person in questions face.

When she fell into your blurred sights, it shocks you.

The petite dark haired woman from the bar…and she’s carrying you without a single drop of sweat?

Stunning beauty incarnated into this person who was way stronger than she looked. A million questions rush through your brain before dulling out into a light buzz.

No energy to hold you up any longer, just laying in her arms with a panic pulsing through you that you were actively trying to fight.

Whatever was in your system was wearing you down further and further with each passing second, trying to keep your mind active was near impossible.

“Don’t worry…I’ll keep you safe.” lowly coming from her perfectly shaped lips before your eyes finally stop fighting and everything around you fades to black.

—

The soft whisper of birds echo through the room like a secret when you finally open your eyes again, finding yourself wrapped in a large blanket that’s fluffier than anything you had found yourself curled up in.

Thoughts of Tzuyu ring through your mind immediately -like most mornings-, you hardly move in this unfamiliar place before your thoughts are consumed with her. Wishing you were waking up next to her in some lavish hotel instead of alone in a luxurious room by yourself.

Rolling over in the big bed, you realize that you actually have no clue where you are. The walls are a burgundy velvet and the bed frame is wood with filigree delicately carved into the poles holding up the canopy. The furniture following suit and matching.

The comforter is red, full of feathers and one of the most comfortable blankets you’ve ever touched, the sheets and pillows also cased in the crimson color.

Tzuyu would hate this style so much but there was something comforting to you about the darkness. The modern gothic feel with a Victorian edge was something you thought was cozy.

“What even happened last night?” groggily stated to the empty room before sitting up and viciously rubbing your eyes until an array of colors danced behind your lids as the headache

A breeze slips past you, causing a shiver to trail down your spine and reverberate through your entire body. The realization sets in that you are not wearing what you were last night.

Looking down, you see your bare chest and the pair of underwear you had worn the night before but nothing else. It didn’t take much searching to see the cloths folded neatly on the black and burgundy chair that sat by the window with the curtains pulled tightly shut…but how did you end up mostly naked?

Flipping your legs to the side of the bed and shifting your weight down so your feet land on the floor, you stumble slightly. Still weak from…something?

Remembering little to nothing from last night, you try to push the fog from your brain and resurrect something from the night before but the only thing you can muster is the feeling of being intoxicated and uncomfortable.

Quietly making your way to the attached bathroom, your head starts to pound harshly against your skull, pulling nausea to the front of your mind. Flicking on the fluorescent lights did not improve that.

Standing in the bathroom in just your underwear, trying to decide if you’re going to pee or vomit first when your body decided for you.

Quickly throwing the lid open, you wretch violently into the bowl, you can’t help but with Tzuyu was there to comfort you in this moment.

Resting your face against the seat probably wasn’t the best idea, but in the state you were in, it was the only option.

Sitting and waiting for the nausea to pass, making sure to listen to your body was the only thing you could do in that moment. Your mind raced with thoughts of Tzuyu mixing with thoughts of panic as you tried to recall how you ended up in such a place.

Once your stomach decided it was okay for you to stand, you carefully pulled yourself up using the sink. Turning the water on and splashing your face with the cool water that ran and taking small sips out of your hand.

The taste of the water divine compared to the bitter film clinging to your teeth and tongue.

Next step is to get dressed. Stepping out of the bathroom and back over to the chair, you slipped on the pants you were wearing the night before, jumping a little to get them all the way up. You notice a piece of cardstock on the side of the bed that remained mostly untouched.

Walking over to it, you pick it up and read what’s written.

“Make yourself at home. - M”

“Who the hell is M?” whispered to yourself before placing the card back where you found it and continuing to get dressed.

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Once completely dressed, you take a step out of the room and find yourself in a hallway that looks equally as vintage. The walls are a darker green from what you can see through the many picture frames that adorn it.

The frames seem to span between wood and metal, all having an elegance about them. Typically, you would stop and admire such displays but after such a night, you wanted to get out of this strange house, not particularly caring who M was or wanting to face that shameful moment.

Looking around to see if you can find hints towards the exit, you see the railing of a staircase beginning a few paces to your left. Heading for it without hesitation.

The house was quiet, a pin drop would sound like a bomb being set off so you were sure to keep in mind the volume of your steps as to not alert anyone of your departure.

Going down the stairs cause the old wood under your feet to creak and moan like they had been used religiously for 400 years, which matched the aesthetic of the house so it doesn’t shock you. It only sparks a further need to get out the front door.

Once you approach the door, you turn the massive brass lock to the side and fling it open, the cracking of the weather strips is loud, mimicking the sound of Velcro ripping against itself in a hurried fashion.

Quickly stepping over the frame and closing the door behind you quietly, you take a moment to sigh in relief while you make your way to the barred black gate keeping unwelcome intruders out while leaving slots to see through.

The gate feels warm to the touch, more than likely from the sun being out - the sky gives late morning light, assuming that it’s before noon. Latching open the gate, and stepping out of it, you don’t recognize the street you are stepping onto.

Blinking and squinting your eyes into the distance seemingly was a bad idea.

You find yourself in an unfamiliar kitchen with dark wood cabinets, the floor is made of the same dark wood and the counters are a smooth polished marble. A blend of modern

“Uhm….what?” adrenaline rushes through you, harshly slapping its way through your body in a whiplashed movement.

How could you have just been outside and some how you are now in a kitchen?

Whipping around, you see a backdoor leading to a garden full of black roses and various orchids, labyrinths of shrubbery that seem like endless puzzles.

“Okay, let’s try this way.” to yourself as you turn the knob and step outside.

The sun hits your skin, the warmth can be felt through your clothes but you remain cautious either way, not wanting to end up back in the house…

But you blink again.

Finding yourself back in the foyer of the house with the creaky staircase, you’re flabbergasted.

“Am I dreaming? Or losing my mind?” out loud to what you thought was an empty room.

“What if it’s neither?” chimes in from the shadowy corridor that opens behind the stairs you just walked down moments ago.

The soft angelic voice hits your ears in a way that’s familiar. Mind melting and flustering as it was when you first heard it. Flashes of the night before come into your mind. This voice and another husky masculine one that causes your chest to tighten, clenching to guard you from the dangers that sparked through you when the memory that hazily crept its way back into your mind.

“It’s okay. You are safe.” As the voice stepped out of the darkness holding a book and twirling a lock of long wavy black hair, wearing a beige romper that resembled a trench coat and a gold chain around her neck.

You recognize her immediately as the beautiful woman you saw in the bar last night and swoon to yourself at her presence.

But the sentence itself rings in your ears, a faint memory of this voice and the last sentence you heard before you were consumed by the darkness.

Her movements were slightly too fast, the mysterious woman suddenly standing in front of you with a stoic face and a haunting aura that didn’t feel perfectly comfortable despite her lovely appearance, you weren’t ready to completely trust her just yet.

“Mina.” her hand raises up in front of you, appearing to be for the standard greeting but a pang in your stomach tells you to run…why would you need to run from such a beautiful human?

Hesitating to reach for it, you stare at it for a moment before finally raising your hand up to meet hers.

“…Y/n. Nice to meet you.” her hand is cold to the touch, goosebumps raise over your skin and a warmth rises in your stomach.

A work of art standing in front of you, statuesque in her features.

Almost too perfect.

“We have already met…You really don’t want to know what happened, do you?” head cocking to the side with one brow raised, curiously watching the confusion drip off your face.

“You were drugged and followed out of the bar…and truthfully, I had my eye on you before that… And when I saw that vile creature slip that powder into your drink, I followed you. I’m sure you understand.”

Eyeing you up and down as your hands are held together in this shake - there’s something more sinister in the way her sights trail your body and face.

“Do you know a way out of here?” pleasantries aside, you were ready to go home and bold confusion has left you completely out of energy.

Mina doesn’t let go of your hand, just letting a smirk creep onto her lips before responding.

“Beg.” slowly pulling you into her with each passing moment, you’re losing yourself in her eyes.

“Excuse me?” shocked at what she just said, but no where near offended - it just seems a little forward considering the situation.

“If you’d like to leave…you’re more than welcome to go.” tugging you into her so your bodies are pressed together tightly and your faces are mere inches from each other.

“However…” Mina seductively tilts her head to the side, eyes glancing up to yours and then down to your lips.

You are completely frozen.

Is it gay panic?

Is it actual fear?

Is this actually happening?

“I’d like to keep you.” one of her fingers trails gently down the side of your neck as she speaks this secret to you like a small heated gust of wind breezing past the both of you.

Your body instantly fills with lust, circulating even faster than the fear that followed.

A perfect stranger wants…to keep you?

Mina bites her lip like she can feel the neediness running through you, sizing you up without moving back at all - you can feel her breath against your lips and you want so badly to lean in.

Her eyes are hypnotizing. Pulling your face closer and closer to hers - to the point where your noses are touching and you want her to make her move- when suddenly her face is no longer in front of yours.

Mina’s hand is on the back of your head in the blink of an eye, her tongue quickly races up the skin of your neck, leaving a numb tingling sensation in it’s wake.

That’s when you feel it.

A pressure you never experienced before, a chilled rush slipping through your body in frozen pulse of ecstasy. Skin bowing at the puncture, Mina’s hand trails from the back of your head to your jaw, pushing your neck up- seemingly to get a better angle…then you feel it.

The ice cold substance slithering through your veins, feeling as though it’s crystalizing as it makes it’s way through every square inch of your body painfully catching every bend on it’s way through. Fear pulsating as you are frozen in it, your heart is racing pumping panic through you when an unexpected flash of heat bursts through your core, fire suddenly consuming what was once frozen.

What the fuck is this?

The fire in your stomach, coiling so tensely that even ovulation couldn’t compare to the ache and primal desire that is now consuming every single cell in your body.

Gasping harshly, your nails dig into her shoulders and your hips rut aggressively as you try to fight this onslaught of neediness suddenly at the forefront of your mind.

Mina licks your neck once more, catching the trail of blood dripping down your neck onto your shirt - soaking the collar of it- before pulling back and watching your squirm.

Pulling back to catch your eyes, she watches as you try to swallow this feeling of pure desire. Eyes blown out as she stares into your soul as you try to stop yourself from contorting, the small huffs you’re making only fuel her own fire.

“Awh…you’re scared of me, aren’t you?” Tucking a lock of hair behind your ear while licking your blood off her lips.

“I can smell the adrenaline pulsing through you…among other things…” winking at you like she hadn’t just completely hypnotized you with…whatever this was.

“Don’t worry…it’s not the time…but I will see you again…That’s a promise.” Mina snaps her fingers and you feel something tighten around your neck, not too tight but tight enough to notice it through the bursts of flames under your skin.

“What the fuck did you just do to me?!” panicking as you reach up to feel what was around your neck.

Mina leans into your ear, her cheek grazing yours as she moves.

“I’ll tell you in time, darling.” it would be soothing had you not been in this circumstance.

“But until then…” kissing your cheek before raising her hand.

“Don’t forget…you belong to me.”

Mina snaps her fingers and your vision goes black.

#cry4mina #twice x reader #mina x reader

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happiest birthday to you! 🎂🎁 i hope you got to spend it with your loved ones and felt really cherished ❤️ sending all my best to you YIPPIEEEEEE

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hello all, just wanted to say that i've somehow hit both 1500 followers and 25k likes on this blog!! i didn't start out this blog with an exact goal in mind but this far surpasses everything i wanted to achieve on this platform.

i hope everyone's been enjoying the content that i put out and feels comfortable and safe to communicate with me either through my inbox or dm's or anything else. i've met some truly wonderful sweethearts throughout this writing journey and i hope to continue this passion of mine for as long as i have the capacity to do so. ❤️

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I SEE THE VISION TOTES WITH SOPHIA SHE GIVES OFF ROYALTY VIBES HELLAAAAA WHAT but i always appreciate whatever u wrote since ur my fave author 🙏

i agree i'm heavily swinging towards sophia because she fits the regency theme so well,, and THANK YOU i can't believe im ur fave author that's so sweet

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> u switching between horny and normal brain throughout this post lol im amazed by it

haha😅 I think it was the sleep deprivation that equalled honry brain (might or might not have a bad habit of staying up late to read but we don't talk abt that) or it just lessens the inhibitions = horny. I'm not that bad normally, I promise (or at least idt it's that bad....)

> a lot of things building up that im going to expand on in future chapters

*bounces in place* so we're getting a part 4? YES! thank you writing gods🙇‍♀️

> i think someone in the past mentioned the whole trying on lingerie for reader in a completely diff story of mine

wait did they? oops👀 I guess horny brains think alike (which fic was it for though?)

> i fr got lazy and wanted to split it into the next part

I mean to be fair, it was pretty long alr, like I didn't expect to see dani's jealousy, plus the rest of the soronity seeing yn in the same fic? like aft they had that talk abt yn's ex and dani had the realisation of how fast she's falling, thoguht it'd end there. but surprise! they work up and we got to see Megan getting traumatised by her soronity's horniness (sorry Megan)

> i also intend to write about dani being grumpy

and yn needing to bribe her to not be grumpy? would it be coffee or kisses? or or would dani be grumpy despite it and yn just more quiet than usual, not wanting to risk latina mami's wrath

> but still going to the gym to fend of reader's admirers, not that she really needs to do anything readers too busy sending heart eyes to dani

yeah… I can literally see it

yn working out

-dani🥵

-other girls🥵

-dani realises🤬, goes to block yn from view

-yn, surprised by dani suddenly getting so close but def not complaining 😍

or or yn walks past carrying the weights they need, girls staring at the biceps + veins. dani grumbling behind them, but as she threatened in this part, drops a weight on the girl's/girls' foot—light enough to not injure but heavy enough to get them to snap out of it. cut to dani giving them a sweet smile—eyes promising murder if they keep staring—and then catching up to yn, maybe even pecking their cheek and squeezing their muscles (mayhaps even a flirty comment abt what those muscles could do to her?) yn's brain: *windows xp shut down noise*, all blood rushing to yn's head (prob both of them 👀)

… okay so clearly there are thoughts. oops? (also one last thought b4 i force horny brain to go, maybe dani seduces yn in the shower? make them pay her back w orgasms / head for waking up early and accompanying them—even though she's the one who said she'd go w them)

> and yes dani is on birth control 🙏 i am notttt making college kids pregnant i would not wish that on anyone omg imagine the horrors that they would face omg no

*big sigh of relief, wipes sweat* gd cause there were a few mentions abt it going in raw and I was like pls don't make that foreshadowing to dani getting pregnant

like yn dealing w dani rn is enough, imagine dani + mood swings? poor yn would be put through the ringer and getting grey hairs b4 they graduate (Sophia too when she hears that news)

> (megan fainting hearing that she might be an aunt)

so uh yk how accident prone Megan is? (or like how we hear her getting injured / sick a lot) it just makes me think she'd somehow faint and hit her head on smth

okay new idea. (not megan getting hurt I promise. well not physically, but she'd prefer that and would want to bleach her brain) imagine them—when they're out and public—playing a prank on Megan, leaving like a pregnancy test in the trash for her to see or like just telling her they think dani might be pregnant. oh wait… so this might be a horrible idea BUT BUT what if Megan finds out abt them and gives dani silent treatment for a gd while and they both have to bribe her + dani promising she'll nvr break yn's heart for her to relent but still v wary. and then aft that Megan—somewhat on purpose, almost as if it's like payback for doing this to her, but more often than not is just cause of horrible timing—cockblocks them. bursting into yn's room expecting them to be free and stumbles into them wrestling on the bed (she has a key I'd assume and a locked door won't stop her, esp if she's excited). anygays so Megan gets scarred from seeing mroe of her sibling (and dani) than she ever needs to, throws smth (hopefully smth soft) at them. point here is aft that, it's like Megan has vengeance, stopping them nearly every time they try to fuck

eventually one of them breaks (aft getting used to getting orgasms often, not getting the endorphins would be…difficult. maybe dani would even get cranky😉 poor katseye though) and they plan either a trip or just book it to someplace private. or dani snaps and drags them somehwre (hey could even be a janitor's closet, no judging here). and maybe dani (as payback for everything) thinks of scaring megan w the pregnancy prank

… okay wow I did not expect to turn random rambling into this but hey uh, idea I guess?😅

> the concept of dani wanting to ride reader's abs 😵😵😵 as a punishment

hey Idk what yn could ever do to warrant such a punishment (maybe dani finding out yn soemtimes interacts w those girls on purpose / doesn't shut them down cause they know dani would. plus pretty sure they find her hot when she does, getting all fired up)

but also if yn gets hot and bothered by mean!dani👀, could also be a thing later on. Just teasing yn but not letting them touch her while she's riding their abs. like yn gives me service top vibes, wants to please dani and makes her feel gd. which dani is doing on her own yes, but like yn wants to be the one to give pleasure to her yk? (also dani just grinding like that makes yn feel like a toy and…maybe they're into it? Idk. haven't got much of a feel on them abt that aspect)

> there's something so fascinating about how dani is so scared of the blowup w megan like i giggle everytime i think about it

I mean I don't giggle but like I wanna see how they goes down yk? like on one hand megan is more easy going so maybe she'll accept it, but on the other, she's def more protective of yn who's alw been more nerdy and might have been made fun of cause of it

and idt I've ever rly seen dani afraid of consequences (ie them just dragging yn out / asking yn to drive them back, yeah she felt guilty but that's cause they weren't comfortable. not sure she'd think much of it otherwise yk?) so like hm🤔

> once again appreciate the time you took to send this in 🫶

more like thank YOU for wiring the story, I can ramble and I can idea but I can't write. like details? nah sorry, it just feels not enough or so cliché that I cannot / doesn't hit what I want. but anygays point is, 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️thank you v much for writing and sharing your work w us. the world is a much btr place w you (and gp!yn) in it

> i will be incorporating some of these ideas ❤️

👍👍go ahead boss, I'll be here waiting (also excited to see how it'll play out)

Also I might have reread the fic and on the topic of shopping for yn, it's got its drawbacks (besides yn drawing attention). could also be dani drawing attention cause that girl looks so gd in whatever she wears… and yn getting jealousy looks from both guys AND girls. like guys want to be yn / w dani, girls both want to be dani and w her. but yn also gets it cause dani is so🥵 (and they're down bad too). so like maybe yn gets insecure (like we saw in pt 1) cause like what's a loser / nerd like yn doing w someone as pretty / popular as dani? then maybe they spiral for a bit and dani catches on, esp if they pull away from her / making excuses when she wants to hang out. she finally talks abt how she likes yn cause they see her, like sure she appreciates how they look at her like she's a goddess / worship the grd she walks on, but they also see other parts of her ppl normally don't: dani getting frustrated / stressed by sch / curriculars (dance? cheer? I can't rmb if it was mentioned😅), and still sticking ard, even helping her. maybe dani even has her things she rambles abt to yn (liek shoes) - which yn just watches with heart eyes, brain not quite processing the words but admiring how pretty she is… okay back to the point, which would be dani comforting yn that she likes them because they're nerdy, because they care for her, in ways otehr haven't. like frat guys just want to fuck. yn? they'd be happy to get time w dani, no fuck required. could just be cuddling (refer to exhibit a in the recent fic where yn snuck over to dani's soronity snd they just slept)

okay I might have gotten anotehr idea. so like yk how dani's body is tea and goals? (*fans self b4 I faint*) she might also be worried that yn just sees her for her beauty / how gd of a fuck she is, and not like other things? I won't necessarily say insecure but like she'd starts flaunting more to get their attention cause she worries maybe she's not interesting enough (I feel like I've said this b4? have I? - okay so I reread my recent ask to you and oops? but anyways yeah, would be nice to see dani being unsure of herself cause we alw get to see confident / sensual dani flirting / breaking yn, so why not chnage the narrative) but ofc yn notices and while they def appreciate how gd dani's style is (and how much it breaks their brain), they def realise smth is up

smth will give at some point, and yn would def make it a point to practically smother dani in affection (when not in public). mystery flower delivery? check. fav drink / food? delivered nearly every day to campus (poor yn's wallet…). setting up a relaxing cooldown aft a long day? done and prepared (long in advance, knowing yn).

sorry got off track. was trying to say dani shopping / bettering yn's closet may just backfire, like imagine yn wears something dani picked out (OR OR they have a day where yn can't say no to dani - so liek dressing them up, doing wtv dani wants… which yn low key alr does but still. then from this we also get the inverse, dani being dragged to events she normally wouldn't go to)

anygays they go out for a date / for class, and yn looks gd enough to eat that other ppl are eyeing dani's ride

(I just realised… have we gotten dani riding yn yet? warning, horny brain is v much back and it's thinking abt her using that lower body strength / ctrl to drive yn insane... it might also be thinking abt dani teasing yn w it.... giving them a lap dance? oooo wait does dani go for dances and stuff in this AU? alt is we could see yn watching dani dance and thinking abt how some of those moves could be used in the bedroom…or how those hips move in bed? 👉👈okay maybe horny brain justs takes over soemtimes, I'm sorry Idk how to stop it🥺)

-😅 (soemtimes w the things I write I wonder if I should've named myself horny anon but it's not alw like that… this series just has that potential)

>*bounces in place* so we're getting a part 4? YES! thank you writing gods🙇‍♀️

yes there will be more parts to this series, im really invested on how i'll unfold this story. also since i haven't planned any parts ahead of part 1 honestly.

>wait did they? oops👀 I guess horny brains think alike (which fic was it for though?)

so i realized it was for my heiress!sana series, here's the post: heiress sana headcanons

>and yn needing to bribe her to not be grumpy? would it be coffee or kisses? or or would dani be grumpy despite it and yn just more quiet than usual, not wanting to risk latina mami's wrath

definitely some form of food and affection, she's already half-happy to go do anything with reader, but the added meal and kisses will definitely make her heart swell.

>yn's brain: *windows xp shut down noise*, all blood rushing to yn's head (prob both of them 👀)

exactly thisssssss

>*big sigh of relief, wipes sweat* gd cause there were a few mentions abt it going in raw and I was like pls don't make that foreshadowing to dani getting pregnant

i was playing on the idea from another anon that said, "reader sees that dani’s never once told reader to pull out, almost like enjoys being stuffed with reader’s cum :((" like she prefers raw w reader

>like guys want to be yn / w dani, girls both want to be dani and w her. but yn also gets it cause dani is so🥵 (and they're down bad too). so like maybe yn gets insecure (like we saw in pt 1) cause like what's a loser / nerd like yn doing w someone as pretty / popular as dani? then maybe they spiral for a bit and dani catches on, esp if they pull away from her / making excuses when she wants to hang out. she finally talks abt how she likes yn cause they see her, like sure she appreciates how they look at her like she's a goddess / worship the grd she walks on, but they also see other parts of her ppl normally don't: dani getting frustrated / stressed by sch / curriculars (dance? cheer? I can't rmb if it was mentioned😅), and still sticking ard, even helping her.

i have an idea brewing from this alone the vision is visioning!!!

>smth will give at some point, and yn would def make it a point to practically smother dani in affection (when not in public). mystery flower delivery? check. fav drink / food? delivered nearly every day to campus (poor yn's wallet…). setting up a relaxing cooldown aft a long day? done and prepared (long in advance, knowing yn).

reader will have to do anything she can to afford whatever dani wants in this universe lol, like picking up odd jobs here and there in order to buy things that dani wants, like dressing up as a pirate for a kid's birthday party or like do sign flipping for a mattress store....

>I just realised… have we gotten dani riding yn yet? warning, horny brain is v much back and it's thinking abt her using that lower body strength / ctrl to drive yn insane... it might also be thinking abt dani teasing yn w it.... giving them a lap dance? oooo wait does dani go for dances and stuff in this AU? alt is we could see yn watching dani dance and thinking abt how some of those moves could be used in the bedroom…or how those hips move in bed? 👉👈okay maybe horny brain justs takes over soemtimes, I'm sorry Idk how to stop it🥺)

we have not! i wanted to write their first time as more intimate and all up on each other rather than heat of the moment trying to break each other's minds!!!

#😅 anon #answered

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on the contrary, I think dani would find anyth yn does some lvl of hot or maybe just cute—depending on what kind of dancing yn does…

dani gives me tsundere vibes, liek she acts annoyed but is internally smiling / cooing. but doesn't want yn to know she's a softie so just rolls her eyes at them

but also idk how the situation would even arise for dani to ask yn to dance w her / for her

oooo okay now I have anotehr idea - what abt like a dance competition? and yeah sure, dani def has her pick of talented dancers, but also if they want to come out w their r/s, their chemistry can help speak for itself yk? (okay that's provided yn doesn't trip over their feet + can handle the anxiety of performing in front of a crowd since they mentioned in Pt1 they don't like crowded spaces)

(idea semi inspired by those swing / on the spot dancing competitions I see. and esp this one, where the 2 dancers are women https://youtube.com/watch?v=8FkGltXyJXA it's just interesting how 2 women dancing, is more sensual? Idk, might also be that there's a r/s btwn them but not sure. might have been gay panicking a lil bit while watching but not talking abt that)

-😅 (see I'm capable of not going the horny route)

ye shes the type to be openly like 😐 what am i watching but on the inside shes all frolicking in grass fields with reader and daydreaming about cottagecore living i also have no clue where reader would dance, probably would trip over her feet if she tried

i cant imagine reader dancing to something of this style like dani definitely i can see that based off her background. i think reader would step on dani's foot and be profusely sorry. the idea of dani trying to teach reader how to dance could be cute and fluffy

horny route or not this was fun to think about

#😅 anon #answered

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OR OR hear me out, no need for coin flip. poly r/s. like they could always have the 2 nobles (which I assume would be Sophia and Manon) marrying and having a concubine of sorts 👀 (if R is lower class that is)

but if R is a noble too? hm. I mean… it's not abnormal for men to have multiple wives so why can't women have multiple wives? like in that period pretty sure women weren't given a lot of power or had to defer to men🤮 even if they knew btr. so like why not full send the scandal and just have them in a polycule? for one, they'd have the combined might of 3 families. (maybe no heirs is an issue but hoenslty why not adopt? esp from orphanages - where the kids deserve btr homes. like I can imagine Sophia loving all those kids ard - would be a headache but like in a gd way. Manon would swing back and forth between being overwhelmed by noise or playing along w the kids & causing chaos)

…okay my brain might have run a bit too far, let me pull back a bit

anygays yeah my point is polycule. (hey maybe Sophia and Manon come to appreciate each other too *wiggles eyebrows* like sure, they competed over yn once, but they could also join forces to drive them crazy…like little ankle slips here and there, brushing up against them / getting too close just to ask a simple qn… okay apparently brain is just running away from me tdy😅) so yes the point is, they might realise that it's btr to join forces than to divide and conquer, esp if yn is ping ponging btwn them / can't choose

-😅 (also pls note I've not watched the show, only seen like clips of it online, so I'm just rambling based off what I know from history… and hey, this is fanfiction, who's to say we can't have wuhluhwuh?)

i wish i could but i dont want to write polycules 😭 these are such cute ideas but i cant find myself inspired to write them out. hopefully another author will write a polycule fic for those that want it

but i will be making it wlw idc about historical accuracy this is MY blog and MY fics

#😅 anon #answered

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neoplatinum · 4 days ago

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i need help finding this fic! it's a sophia fic but she's a single mom x gp reader😭😭

i tried finding under the tags but it's not turning up. i would appreciate it so muchh🩵

i think u mean this fic? but im not 100% sure i haven't read it

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pls tell me there’s gonna be more parts to the after hours series💔

there will be!

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just seen your bridgerton!reader x sophia or manon idea why not make it a love triangle lmfaoooo here's my take on this: bridgerton!reader (same personality with anthony but nerdy and artsy???) and sophia as childhood rivals (sophia loves pissing reader off because she think it looks good on her)

reader and manon who's got the same hobbies so they became naturally close, them knowing each other on a deep level and understands each other really well (and she liked reader even before they got close) sophia sees reader with manon and realizes that she never seen that side of reader (silly, giggly and touchy) and she does her best to know that side reader being so confused on why sophia's acting like that and manon notices - so manon makes a move

manon giving flowers, doodles during dinners, more brave in holding reader's hand under the table (which she lets manon) basically reader having a soft spot for manon, and sophia hates it - because she's known you longer reader realizes she has feelings for manon but confused why she likes sophia's attention on her - j anon

once again setting up a reader x sophia x manon love triangle when will i be free 😔

but tbh i was thinking this when i set up my post so uh tbh maybeeeee! the concept of childhood enemies reader x sophia and friends reader x manon is making my brain folds move

im realizing this community loves jealous sophia oh my god

if this ends up being written im doing a coin flip on the ending

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i think sophia would be more fit but i'd love to read a manon fic....

this is literally my thought process 🤷‍♀️

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yn will def play this once dani asks her to dance for her

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSAPm5suV/

i love this and im sure reader does too LOL dani might not be as amused

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https://www.tumblr.com/neoplatinum/792781491742621696/bed-daniela-avanzini?source=share

>like she was thinking of five ways to dispose of the employee’s body. not that she would ever, of course…

😉yeah we def believe you (in tmr's news, a girl found dead in a ditch. appears to have been slashed w 5 knifes? might have been someone's nails. okay not that since she said disposed, but you get the idea)

> way she was wearing those magnetizing hoop earrings,

only one I can think of was the tailgating… might have been drooling

> not directed at you, but the feeling wasn’t overlooked. you nodded dumbly.

oh? yn has smth for mean!dani? (okay we alr knew that in a way but like even in bed👀?)

> despite that awful fashion sense (she would never tell you that to your face), you were endearing.

> sweetly describe how happy you were to get a new flannel that she picked out.

okay normal brain back for a sec. won't be surprised if dani subtly convinces yn to wear more fashionable stuff (but is still soft for her nerd)

horny brain here again. on shopping, can see dani dragging yn into a lingerie shop and modelling some to see which gets the best reaction (ofc they end up buying most to all… possibly because it got stained 👀)

then she keeps a spare set on hand. when yn is getting a tad too engrossed in nerd stuff and even she can't pull them out of it? well. sex sells. OR she could just get a headstart. the noise is bound to attract their attention at some point. esp if she touches herself right beside them, moaning into their ear (okay.... and I'm stopping here cause this will get r18 real fast - not that it isn't alr or getting there, but I have to stop at some point)

> dropping your lip into a fake quiver and pretending that tears were welling up.

> like a sad puppy you walked away, quickly changing into your pajama set

awww. can imagine dani calling yn a puppy at some point ngl. w how they have their heart on their sleeve and practically perk up when she gives them attention

> she didn’t want out, she wanted to dive into everything, she could feel it creeping into her mind.

hm two things (yes horny brain is gone… for now). either angst, dani spirals cause it's too fast. she pulls back / dismisses yn. which obv hurts them. if this is how Megan finds out? oh dani is gonna get a lecture of a lifetime

OR wanting it to be her and yn endgame, she confides in them. hoping it's the latter w all that build up

> what if megan became her in-law? that thought nearly made her throw up, but she quickly moved on from that.

just saying, you'll have to get used to the thought eventually…esp knowing yn, (I'm guessing they're falling fast) dani is prob it for them. who's to say that in a few months (lesbians move fast), yn wouldn't be thinking future thoughts? (marriage, kids, etc)

> so she did the next best thing she could think of, dumping you right after graduation. a written letter mailed to you as she was leaving the state.

Idk if that's btr or worst than being dumped by text. depends on the letter's contents. still shitty though

oh wait. was that why yn was gd at head?👀 (sorry horny brain took over for a second. that was yn's 1st time eating someone out. amazing for someone who doesn't know what they're doing)

> first loves always had that ability to capture people and hold them hostage.

is that supposed to be foreshadowing as to the ex coming back....? 🤔

> she would do anything to get a look of those sweet muscles.

🤨has dani gone to the gym w them b4…?

> “oh my god, who even looks like that?” manon was focused on something on her phone. zooming into a photo and turning her head at the sight.

okay so I was like hold up, hasn't Manon seen yn b4? and well she has (in pt 1) but she prob hasn't seen them in gym mommy form

> “no! not another exam, i’m surprised you even know about that

ooop. dani be careful…

> the only person in the room that seemed normal about this.

I bet Sophia still rmbs yn from that time yn took dani home… actually maybe she pieces it tgt 1st, who knows👀

> “oh my god, they bulge out.”

> walking up to the wall and rolling up a sleeve to take a bicep pic. flexed arms shining under the overhead lights, then the camera zooms in more, capturing a slight vein pop against the muscle.

horny brain hijacking. beach day. yn being too shy to shed off any layers. dani either a, gets them wet and forces them to take off their shirt. or b, drags them to a more quiet area so they wouldn't feel as shy. and w beach comes applying sunscreen *wiggles eyebrows* I think you can guess what I'm insinuating

also gives yn a chance to be all hot and have water dripping down their body when they exit the sea aft splashing ard for a while (like those ads or the baywatch lifeguard). cue girls and/or dani drooling. and ofc yn being yn trips, breaking the illusion. dani is still heart eyes though. cause it's her loser.

> maybe she could convince you to tattoo her name on your forehead.

if shame wasn't a thing I think yn would gladly do it (they're certainly down bad enough)

> oh daniela was going to drop a dumbbell on this girl’s foot if she ever saw her around.

🤨you don't even know what she looks like? 🤦‍♀️okay nvm she's probably going to do that to all the girls in the gym

> you already knew what dealing with a grumpy daniela meant.

means trying not to piss her off by breathing wrong?

> “i’ll do it! just uh, block that girl’s number for me?”

girl… you could've just told yn. I'm sure they'd reassure you…

> the sight of you wearing the necklace with her initials engraved on the back.

well. tattoo idea. her name / initials, somehwre visible? (when they're public ofc. Megan would freak if she saw that on them)

> you both walked up to your room

hm… I wonder if dani's / yn's neighbours have seen the other ard (well I guess the ppl in dani's soronity haven't cause it's part of the whole sneaking ard and they'd probably have mentioned it to Megan long ago)

> she nearly clamped her thighs around you in response, trying to hold herself from crushing you to death.

👉👈just saying… Idt yn minds dying that way

so. I just had an idea. what if dani gets too into it and strangles / accidentally breaks yn's neck—evidence? I've seen pictures of it. someone riding their s/o's face so hard their neck was broken. or could be (unintentional) breath play / practice for going w/o breathing… man if it were a competition, yn would pass out b4 they let up (another idea? hm. invasive though. maybe just a personal record / smth dani boasts abt w the girls when they eventually find out)

> your tip brushing just against her clit as she dragged it along

…no protection?

> her other hand landed on your stomach, feeling your breathing move against your body. enjoying how your core hardened

okay so apparently horny brain tdy has the reins. if dani ever decides to punish yn, grinding on abs? so she gets pleasure out of it while yn can't do anyth (eg for making her jealous on purpose) bonus, her tying them up so they rly can't touch her

idea inspired by earlier:

if she caught on then she would know that you were toying with the girl. enjoyed seeing daniela descend into madness. how you watched her out the side of your eye, waiting for her to snap. that’s all you needed. for her to crack and come stomping over. and she did, without fail.

or well. if she needs a surface to grind on but they're not awake / up yet? 👀

actually I wonder if yn has ever tried to wash clothes on them b4. okay so now I'm thinking of those bikini car washes. and a side attraction, washing (Idk rags / clothes) on thier abs. yn + other frat guys who're trying to show off (yn was forced to be here by dani. free eye candy for her. and yn technically. but I think they'd combust if they stare at dani for too long)

> how you would feel pulsing inside of her.

pls tell me she's on birth ctrl (at least)

> only she was able to pull that out of you, no one else. not that girl from the store, not those girls at the gym, and definitely not her sorority sisters. she was the only one able to see you like this, feel you like this, and give you the pleasure of your life. she peppered kisses along your neck, your body instinctively leaning back, letting her gain more area to press kisses against the skin. and she sucked just at the junction of your neck and shoulders. pulling that skin with her teeth, sucking into it and leaving behind a mark. sliding a tongue out to sooth the reddened skin. going back in for seconds, deepening the bruise under her mouth.

so uh horny brain again. rmb what I said abt riding the hell out of yn due to jealousy, and them coming back rumpled? that + blissed out look where they're barely conscious / aware + their neck being marked to hell w hickeys and lipstick

…I might also be thinking abt dani posting that trend where they cover their partner's face (neck can be included 👀in kisses

> you were going to get daniela to come as much as possible tonight, even if you blacked out.

yeah baby *fist pump* (don't die yn)

> she gripped onto your back. letting her nails drag against skin, almost ripping through skin.

…horny brain here. so yk how dani's nails will almost definitely leave scratches? pretty sure once they go public, one way yn could ward off the girls is showing off dani's marks. the hickeys, scratches (cause that d, mouth, fingers is too gd)

> you lifted off just enough to smother her in kisses

(okay so just assume it's horny brain from now on but this one is more soft I promise) so uh idk if it'll ever happen but insecure dani. like she's worried yn is only w them for her body and how gd she is (since she's their 1st) - maybe cause of the attention they've gotten / ex coming back into yn's life / just her realising ym is too gd for them (referencing her contemplation abt how much she feels for them). anyways even smth breaks and dani pulls away / yn notices cause she's dressing like she's trying to impress - not that she doesn't alr / dani confesses to them abt this insecurity (prob aft they notice cause idt she'd manage to do it on her own w/o encouragement). so body worship. yn just taking the time to appreciate dani's body, tell her what they like abt her (body, personality, everything).

(see I told you, softer.)

> daniela wasn’t just letting out moans anymore, getting louder and louder that you had a fleeting thought that maybe your neighbors would complain.

honestly surprised no one came knocking.

> a loud and clear shout of your name off her tongue as she came around you

fucking her till the sun comes up, till they know my name- *gunshots*

anygays. so dani's a loud one. not unexpected (w the screaming we've heard from her on the lives…)

but those quickies?👉👈maybe she gets so loud that yn needs a makeshift gag. and ykw works? panties. (well if it's a thong then Idk cause that's practically scraps of fabric. but for the sake of this let's run w it.) and guess who's NOT putting that wet fabric back on? dani. prob stuffing them in yn's pocket, a souvenir. and she'll strut out like a model (liek nth is wrong), but is actually dripping down her thighs👀 (her cum or a mixture of both of theirs? dealer's choice)

okay sorry. horny brain came back for round 2. imagine all the places yn could tease dani if they were more bold. dinner w friends (esp if Megan is there) & seated beside each other. a movie night out on the lawn (event hosted by sch / sorority). or even those drive-in movie theatres 👀 (dani did think in pt1 that she'd convince them to fuck her in the (spacious) backseat "even if the unfortunate minecraft music had to be playing in the background" the compromise though)

but uh I don't see it happening rn. unless yn is a, drunk (still a maybe). b, gains more courage & confidence.

> “well wherever that came from, i need that again.”

so uh. did yn ever get to give dani the 3rd orgasm? / 3 in a row that they promised?

hm so yk how some ppl consider it cardio? well👉👈 morning cardio?

also I wanna see dani being grumpy that yn woke her up for gym. esp when she was the one who asked for it but they have to bribe her (w caffeine / breakfast) to not bite their face off. dani sleepy, leaning on yn but instantly wakes up when she sees someone eyeing her loser

ooo then maybe it's aft gym cardio instead🤔

aww thanks for the shoutout, glad it helped! (still want to see Megan finding out / potentially scarring her for life👀)

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first off BIG THANK YOU for this submission as if it wasn't obvious enough i love readers who want to discuss my works with me much ❤️

u switching between horny and normal brain throughout this post lol im amazed by it there's a lot that u picked up on! a lot of things building up that im going to expand on in future chapters

i think someone in the past mentioned the whole trying on lingerie for reader in a completely diff story of mine so that's hilarious that the idea came back

so about the 3 promised uh yeah! i fr got lazy and wanted to split it into the next part kinda a gotcha moment for dani/reader lmfao it'll be good i promise

i also intend to write about dani being grumpy but still going to the gym to fend of reader's admirers, not that she really needs to do anything readers too busy sending heart eyes to dani

and yes dani is on birth control 🙏 i am notttt making college kids pregnant i would not wish that on anyone omg imagine the horrors that they would face omg no (megan fainting hearing that she might be an aunt)

the concept of dani wanting to ride reader's abs 😵😵😵 as a punishment

there's something so fascinating about how dani is so scared of the blowup w megan like i giggle everytime i think about it

once again appreciate the time you took to send this in 🫶 i will be incorporating some of these ideas ❤️

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