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Scandal at Aubrey Hall

No warnings!! I don’t own any of the Bridgerton characters just some random characters that I added for plot reasons.

Eloise x fem!reader

Preview:

Miss Y/n Y/l/n had always been content with her modest life, nestled in the heart of a quiet lower middle class town where every face was familiar and every day predictable. But when her father's inheritance propels them into the glittering world of Mayfair, Y/n is thrust into a society she neither understands nor wishes to join. Determined to remain true to herself amidst the ostentation and opulence, Y/n steels herself for a life of solitude in a sea of superficiality.

Everything changes when she meets Eloise Bridgerton, a spirited young woman whose views on society challenge everything Y/n has ever believed. Eloise's wit and rebellious nature captivate Y/n, and their growing friendship blossoms into something far deeper—and far more dangerous—for the time.

As the two navigate the treacherous waters of high society, their bond is tested by secrets, scandals, and the ever-present threat of discovery. In a world where reputation is everything, Y/n and Eloise must decide what they are willing to sacrifice for the sake of love.

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Y/n was quite reluctant to moving to Mayfair with her father. They had been bickering back and forth about it for days, but her father never wanted to hear her out.

"But it's not fair!" she exclaimed, trailing after him as he meticulously checked each room of their soon-to-be-former home. "Why must we leave our home because some distant cousin of yours, whom you've never even met, has passed on?"

Her father paused, turning to face her with a mix of sympathy and impatience. "Y/n, my dear, this inheritance alters our circumstances entirely. We have an opportunity to secure our future, to enter a world of privilege and opportunity."

"I don't wish to enter that world!" Y/n protested, her voice tinged with desperation. "I cherish our life here. Our friends, our routines—they matter to me more than society's expectations."

Her father's expression softened momentarily before firming again. "Sometimes in life, unforeseen opportunities arise. We must seize them, even if they initially appear daunting."

Y/n sighed deeply, feeling conflicted but unable to sway her father's resolve. She knew further argument would only strain their relationship. Resignedly, she watched as her father continued his preparations for their move, her heart heavy with apprehension about the unknown future that awaited them in Mayfair.

Y/n approached her father again, her demeanor now calm but resolute. "Father, I wish to go riding. If you plan on taking me away from my home, this is the least you can do."

Her father frowned, his brow furrowing with concern. He sighed deeply, weighing her request against his plans. "Very well, but ensure you return by sundown," he relented, his tone firm yet conceding to her persistence.

Y/n nodded graciously, a subtle smile of victory gracing her lips. "Thank you, Father," she replied with genuine warmth, already turning to gather her riding attire.

She knew this was most definitely the last time she would be able to enjoy the peace and quiet of being alone. Mayfair, Misses were most always accompanied by maid. Even in the washroom! y/n shuttered at the idea of someone following her around all day every day.

After a short walk, Y/n stepped into the stables, inhaling deeply the familiar scent of hay and horses. The stable hand, Thomas, greeted her with a polite nod, already preparing her favorite mare, Daisy, for the ride.

"Good morning, Miss Y/l/n," he said, his hands deftly securing the saddle. "A fine day for a ride, wouldn't you say?"

"Indeed, Thomas," Y/n replied, forcing a smile. "I fear it may be one of my last."

Thomas looked at her quizzically, but she offered no further explanation. Instead, she mounted Daisy and urged the horse into a gentle trot, guiding her toward the outskirts of their property. The rhythmic motion and the crisp morning air provided a much-needed respite from the turmoil brewing within her.

As she rode through the fields, memories of her life in their quaint village flooded her mind. The lively market days, the warm greetings from neighbors, the simple pleasures that had woven the fabric of her existence—all of it seemed to slip away with each step Daisy took toward the unknown.

After what felt like hours, Y/n found herself at her favorite spot: a secluded glen with a small, babbling brook. She dismounted and let Daisy graze nearby, taking a seat on a moss-covered rock. Here, in this sanctuary, she allowed herself to weep, the weight of impending change pressing heavily on her heart.

"How can I leave all this behind?" she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the sound of the brook. "How can I start anew in a place where I am an outsider, where I must pretend to be someone I am not?"

The questions hung in the air, unanswered, as Y/n stared into the distance. The thought of Mayfair, with its rigid social structures and unspoken rules, filled her with dread. Yet, beneath her trepidation, a flicker of curiosity sparked—a curiosity about what lay beyond her familiar world, about the lives of those she deemed snobbish and superficial.

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Chat I wanna start writing 😓 gimme some requests while I work on a lil sumn :3

I write for;

Tmnt (bayverse): Leo, Raphael, Donnie, Mikey.

Avatar (2009, 2022): Jake, Neytiri, Colonel Quaritch, Spider, Kirk, Lo’ak, Tsireya , Rotxo, Neteyam, Tonowari, Tonal.

The outsiders: Dally, Johnny, Cherry, Ponyboy, Two bit, Steve, Marcia, Sodapop, Darry.

Bridgeton: Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Simon, Kate, Edwina, Lady Sharma, lady Bridgeton, Cressida, Penelope.

Girl from nowhere: Nanno. Yuri

I will be posting me when I decide exactly who I’m ok writing for. I’m sorry gonna post prompts and aus to choose from!’