#'oh my god they were soulmates'

[75th-hero]

Help I have Team Rancher brainrot and it's incurable

#my art #illustration #digital art #original art #double life fanart #double life tango #double life solidarity #dlsmp #double life smp #team rancher #rancher duo #i have a fic coming soon about them too so look out for that #every time i think about them I'm just like #'oh my god they were soulmates'

[actual-changeling]

i cannot resist a piece of good, painful angst, so have a little something inspired by this post by @quoththemaiden and the tags i left on it

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Aziraphale returns to heaven in a haze of heartbreak and fear, his lips still tingling with Crowley's kiss, his fingers twitching with the urge to reach for him. The white sterility welcoming him only encourages his mind to drift further, allowing him to tune out the Metatron's words and focus on simply setting one foot in front of the other. If heaven has not changed in the last few thousand years, and he knows very well that it hasn't, there will be more than enough paperwork detailing anything and everything he is being told.

"Any questions, Aziraphale?"

They have stopped in the middle of a long, empty corridor, his eyes stinging with the bleach-dry air, and Aziraphale blinks, the smile on his face never wavering; it is a mask he knows he will not be able to drop for quite some time.

"Do I have an office?"

"You can make yourself one if you deem it necessary. I will leave you to it, then."

With a small flash of light, he is gone, and Aziraphale is alone. Right.

A few hours later, he has an office no miracle in the world could make cosy, enough paperwork to last him an eternity, and a persistent itch in his left hand. It is more irritating than bothersome, an anchor keeping him from floating away into the land of celestial regulations and legal frameworks, and he is trying (and failing) to keep himself from thinking about Crowley.

He needs him to deal with this, that much is clear without knowing anything at all about how exactly the second coming is going to transpire, but for the first time in six thousand years, Aziraphale finds himself wondering if Crowley will be waiting for him when he reaches out.

Absently, he scratches the back of his left hand, the itching seemingly working its way to the surface, and picks up the next folder.

'Re: The matter of opening a direct communication line between the Department of Miracle Accounting and the Department of Miracle Archiving.'

"You'd assume they'd done that ages ago," he murmurs, opening it with a sigh and squeezing his eyes shut when he sees the first document dates back to 3076 BC. A sudden wave of sympathy for Gabriel washes through him, which disappears rather quickly when he remembers he is probably having the time of his life on Alpha Centauri.

(Even if this all ends up in a puddle of burning goo we can-- go off together.)

(Go off together?)

Aziraphale slams the folder shut and pushes it to the side, creating a new 'unimportant/for later' pile since the other one is already structurally unsound and he'd rather not have to reorganize it when it inevitably collapses under its own weight.

He scrubs a hand down his face (I could always rely on you) and forces himself to take a deep, steadying breath (You could always rely on me) before reaching for the next one, halting when a shimmer of gold draws his attention.

(And I would like to spend-)

On his left hand, in the exact spot where the itch is… was Aziraphale corrects himself, and in its place, curled around his ring finger and weaving its way towards his wrist, is a golden snake. No, not a snake, he slowly realizes, it's Crowley's snake in all its glory, uncurled and with wide open, unblinking eyes, staring up at him.

"Fuck," he breathes, his right hand rapidly furling and unfurling. After not spending more than an hour or two in heaven at a time for millennia, he had completely forgotten about his angelic markings, which had looked very different before Eden. The exact images are hazy, washed out by time and apparently a fundamental change in his essence, because the snake lazily sliding around his wrist and closing its eyes as if to nap is both new and strangely familiar.

(Listen. Do you hear that?)

Tremors run through his body, fine and yet strong enough to keep him from opening the file, from reading, thinking, planning, his mind filled with fire-red hair and golden eyes and the taste of love on his tongue.

(I don't hear anything.)

Aziraphale cradles his marked hand against his chest, pressing his knuckles to his lips and trying to recall the few seconds during which he had felt whole. Happy.

(That's the point. No nightingales.)

The snake hisses quietly, or maybe he is already starting to lose his sanity, and its glittering scales provide what little comfort he can access in heaven, missing the white noise of London, the dusty quiet of his bookshop, missing Crowley, Crowley, Crowley.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #supreme archangel aziraphale #angel markings #*gods voice* and they were soulmates #*satan's voice* oh my god they were SOULMATES

[roostercrowned]

"Your one true love is stitched in and out through your life. Love will return to you. Don't doubt that."

my piece for the zine. super heavily inspired by the art in Witch Hat Atelier, though I feel a bit like Icarus just absolutely plummeting from the hubris of trying to reach THAT height. (Zine is coming soon! the PDF should be ready by next month, after I get the print editions squared away)

#RotE #the farseer trilogy #the tawny man trilogy #fitz and the fool trilogy #my art #fitzloved #i'm not crying you're crying #i called him beloved #the foreheads #oh my god they were soulmates

[toastandjamie]

So the Ta’veren boys are soulmates right? I don’t even mean this romantically, I just mean that their souls are so intrinsically linked that they were born for eachother. They exist to support the other two. They are literally connected by the string of fate. They can feel eachother at all times, they can see eachother just by thinking of eachother, they can f e e l when they need eachother.

They are soulmates and I hope that in every age in every turn of the wheel they are always together, they are always friends and will always support eachother. I hope that in at least one of those turns that’s all they have to do.

#wheel of time #mat cauthon #rand al'thor #perrin aybara #the ta’veren boys #and they were soulmates- #oh my god they were soulmates

[holly-makes-arts]

I’m having paulkins thoughts let me ramble for a minute

Paul’s love language is physical touch, and Emma is SEVERELY touch-starved. (It doesn’t work as well as you’d think)

I’ll elaborate (this got LONG so I’m putting a cut) but feel free to discuss!!

Against what everyone thinks, Paul is like the CLINGIEST dude ever. During TGWDLM, he’s constantly reaching for not only Emma, but Charlotte and Bill too? He keeps an arm around Charlotte as much as he can while trying to protect her during Show me Your Hands. He also reaches for an infected Bill during Let it Out.

Also the very first thing he does when he reunited with Emma at the end is HUG her! And kiss her hands! And dance with her, always keeping her close (I know that it’s technically him trying to infect her, but it has been established that the zombies retain some sense of individuality and I refuse to believe that’s not Paul’s influence).

Also also, in Black Friday, where they are an established couple, Paul again is constantly holding Emma’s shoulders in support.

Now, Emma is complicated. We know she has issues with relationships, family and romantic ones. She ran off to Guatemala and avoided every single one of her sister’s attempts to connect with her. Even in BF, where she’s actively trying to reconnect with the rest of her family, she has trouble admitting to others (and probably herself) that she’s in a committed, loving relationship with Paul.

This woman has spent all of her life putting up walls between herself and others, do you really think she’s ever let herself genuinely enjoy someone’s company?? Granted, it’s very possible that during her hiking trips she had hook-ups, or even short term relationships, but I don’t think she ever allowed herself something more meaningful.

Not until she came back to Hatchetfield, and met Paul, but most importantly, started to work on herself and her issues.

ALL this to say, I think Emma had some troubles with Paul on the early days of their relationship. He would try to hold her hand, maybe hug her, and she would freak out. Badly. Because she spent her life running away, and now, she’s getting affection she didn’t even know she needed. Paul struggles a bit to understand that it’s not because of something he necessarily did, but once Emma finally manages to explain some of her issues, he understands, and tries to be the most patient he can with her.

Ironically, sex comes easy. At least for Emma (Paul would be an awkward mess the first time (and all the other times FIGHT ME)), but again, it takes some time before Emma really lets herself be vulnerable, and truly soft with him.

Their relationship isn’t by any means perfect, but eventually they figure out each other’s limits. Emma slowly starts to let herself accept Paul’s affections, while he learns when to dial back. They work their way up to hugging, cuddling, and when Emma finally gets the courage to say “I love you” back to Paul, he stars bawling, because he knows what it truly means to her, how how much it means to hear her say it.

Anyway this is all over the place and I kinda lost what I was going at, and I didn’t mean for it to get so long but CLEARLY I have things to say and-

Yeah

#paulkins #paul matthews #emma perkins #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #the guy who didnt like musicals #tgwdlm #black friday #black friday starkid #starkid #starkid musicals #your honor theyre everything to me #i’m so soft for them #and they were soulmates #oh my god they were soulmates

[sciderman]

deadpool & cable: split second

#wade wilson #nathan summers #cablepool #sci talks comics #lord they keep doing this. (please keep doing this). #soulmates (soulmates) they're soulmates (oh my god they were soulmates)

[mobikosmos]

bus of fate 🚏

for a commission i did inspired by 5th muster vcr taegi!

#taegi #oh my god they were soulmates #bts #bts fanart #taehyung #yoongi #pixel art #mobikosmos

[devilry-revelry]

Untitled - Male Orc x Female Human (Part 6)

Dropping this section of the lemony bit because this thing is taking me a decade to finish.

Minors do not interact

TW: Light bondage, light pain play, smut

[Part 1] - [Part 5]

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“Are you going to take everything I give you, and say thank you?”

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“You.”

The word acted as the starting pistol at the beginning of a race. In one moment Arzok was at her side, holding her gently in an effort to bring Riley comfort in the midst of her embarrassment; in the next moment Arzok was on his knees and shoving the blankets down towards the end of the bed. The sudden cold of the air had all the potential in the world to be sobering, but it wasn’t given the opportunity. Riley had all of a second to register the chill before Arzok’s hands found her thighs and she was pulled towards him. She welcomed the body heat even as the bedsheet chafed at her back and the oversized shirt she wore rode upward towards her shoulders. 

“Say it again, Riley. Tell me what you want,” Arzok rasped. As he spoke he parted her legs to accommodate the space for his hips. He helped wrap her legs around his waist then gave an intimate press forward. 

A steely erection undulated pointedly against her sex. It dragged out a ragged, “You!” from Riley as she arched her back and sought more friction. 

The almost predatory look in Arzok’s eyes faltered as they fluttered closed. Riley had just a second to wonder if she was being too cocky when she thought him to look nearly blissful. Something in the way his eyes shuttered, the way his lips parted then gave way to an almost loopy grin made her feel almost powerful. A regular ol’ human like her could bring a creature like Arzok to this – but he didn’t let her remain in power for long. 

When Arzok opened his eyes, there was a softness in his gaze that knocked her world off of its axis. Before agreeing to spend the weekend at Arzok’s house, Riley knew that the event would be a turning point in their relationship; for better or worse. The weekend would either be the start of something life-altering, or it would be the beginning of the end. Looking up into Arzok’s eyes as he leaned in for a (searing, toe-curling, silky) kiss, it was hard not to imagine a future with him in it. 

A gentle tug at Riley’s shirt had her sitting up and raising her arms as he pulled the material over her head. She was about to wrap her arms around his neck and pull him back in for another embrace but the material suddenly twisted at her wrists and Riley’s arms became caught up in the fabric. It would seem as though she had been lulled into a false sense of security when soft eyes and even softer kisses. 

Riley’s ballooning expectation for a relaxed first time together popped when she was shoved back against the mattress, Arzok pinning her tangled limbs above her head. The tenderness was gone. Arzok’s smile was playful and wicked. 

“When we are ready to take that step, I’m going to take pleasure in making sure you’re good and ready to take me,” he had said. “And I’ll make damn sure that you enjoy every fucking second of it, baby.”

Riley’s mouth began to water. She gave her wrists a cursory tug and found them to be rather stuck. 

“Arzok–?”

“This okay?”

She was unable to keep the frantic enthusiasm out of her response. She nodded too quick, said “Yep!” just a bit too earnestly. Bondage wasn’t anything she had put too much consideration into trying with previous partners, but she found that she wasn’t at all opposed. Not with him.

She was learning all sorts of things about herself this weekend, it would seem. 

“If you want to stop just say so alright?”

Another far too eager nod. 

“Good. Now let me take a look at you, baby,” he murmured as he loomed above her, but he wasn’t just looking. His head dipped down to her chest and he nipped at one breast, licked and sucked at the other. “Can I mark you up? No where visible. Not unless you ask.”

She liked the sound of that. She liked the idea of looking down at herself and seeing the proof of their time together and feeling it hours afterward.

“Yes, please.”

“Please, huh? Are you going to be a good girl for me, Riley?” As he spoke he dipped his head down over her torso. His long hair fell forward, tickling her flesh. “Are you going to take everything I give you, and say thank you?” Before she answered, his hot mouth covered her left nipple. He drew the flesh into his mouth so roughly Riley cried out. Her pussy ached sympathetically. As he sucked, his tongue worked the puckered nipple, and he didn’t stop until well after the pressure in her breast started to hurt and she whimpered and begged for him to stop. Arzok pulled away, breaking the seal of his mouth from her flesh with an almost cartoonish pop!

Riley whined as the ache in her flesh intensified. She thought the built up pressure had hurt, but the absence of it introduced a whole new level of throbbing hurt. Arzok licked at the flesh lazily, crooning quiet encouragement. And, holy shit, she liked that. The build up of aching hurt, the release and the chase of stinging pain and the eager pulse of her nethers. When he finally pulled away, Riley finally got to see the damage. Her nipple was swollen, and the flesh that had been victim to the insistent sucking was puffy, violent with its redness. There were indentions on either side of her breast from the press of Arzok’s tusks. 

Arzok would indeed leave a mark, and Riley was sure she was going to be feeling it for days. 

A lazy trail of kisses crossed from one breast over to the other. Arzok stalled, mouth hovering over her flesh. 

Dark eyes flickered up to meet hers. He looked like every ounce of a predator toying with his prey as he said, “Your panties are fucking soaked, baby.” 

He was right. Her pussy was aching almost as badly as her breast. There was a painful, pulsing need in her core and she was sure if Arzok so much as looked at the poor thing she would come undone. 

Tusks pressed against the outer swell of her breast as he sucked her flesh into his mouth. He suckled, nibbled, and licked as the hand that wasn’t busy pinning her arms started to roam downward. It tweaked her aching nipple first, then slipped down over the expanse of her torso. Fingertips skirted the outer rim of Riley’s navel, then proceeded downward to slip under the elastic of her panties. 

The heady mixture of pleasure and pain blossoming in her breast was interrupted when a thick finger slipped down between her pleasure-slicked folds. The pressure of Arzok’s fingers slid down, then back up to properly expose Riley’s engorged clit – and then he set to work, tracing tight concentric circles.

Her body’s response was immediate, and eager. 

“Arzok–”  Riley’s sex contracted so tightly she choked. “Arzok I’m–” When the contraction eased it it gave way to bright, resonating pleasure.

Arzok pulled free from her breast, integrating further stinging pain with her pleasure, and pressed his thick finger into her fluttering sex. Riley keened in delight, not anticipating the intrusion but welcoming it all the same. He pumped slowly, letting her feel every inch of his finger before he withdrew. On the next press inward he added a second digit. It was in this manner that he dragged her through the remnants of her orgasm. 

When she was finished, when she had finally come down from her high, Arzok pulled his fingers from her pussy. His smile was downright wolfish as he presented her with the proof of her pleasure. Her essence coated his fingers, obscene in the way that its wetness stretched between his digits when he parted them. 

“What do you say, sweetling?”

“Whoa.”

Arzok snorted his laughter as he said, “Try again.”

“Thank you.”

“Good girl.” 

#monster boyfriend #orc boyfriend #paranormal #fantasy #fantasy romance #paranormal romance #orc x human #male orc #female human #male orc x female human #monster husband #orc husband #magick #emergence day universe #emergence #arzok #riley #monster romance #and they were soulmates #oh my god they were soulmates #soulmates #monster smut #smut #lemon

[boatemhole]

i NEED to see more people talking about this moment in joel's episode

#and they were soulmates! (oh my god they were soulmates) #double life smp #double life smp spoilers #grian #goodtimeswithscar #smallishbeans #adri rambles

[possamble]

realizing im kind of a weirdo about laios and marcille

#possramble #ignore this im just babbling but #the thing is that like. i don't ship laios and marcille together. their relationship is so so important to me in that laios comphets himsel #and THINKS that he might be in love with her but he isn't and that's my insane obsession #platonic soulmates for real but they're so sweet together that i fully expect them to be shipped together #like i get it. that's almost the appeal for me. if dungeon meshi were any other series there'd be an epilogue where they get married #convention dictates that they're meant to be together as the male protagonist and his beloved female deuteragonist #but dungeon meshi DOESNT do that and i love it so fucking much they're the comphet besties ever for my strange little brain #like if i ever did an arranged marriage au it would absolutely be laios and marcille having a platonic political marriage and then just #the most insane mutual pining with marcille and falin while laios and marcille struggle their way into becoming best friends #the imagery of the king and his beautiful court mage being tender to each other and everyone thinking they're in love is like catnip to me #like yeah they'd be like that and have no idea people think they should be together and the subversion makes me so obsessed #the more people ship them romantically. the more i enjoy their platonic dynamic it's like some sort of weird comphet fetishism idk #people think they're in love and im outside the window like YES... YES!!! #but also the second i see stuff of them kissing on the mouth or fucking im like oh god no i went too deep in here i gotta get out #don't wanna see that. i'll go feral over the idea of laios and marcille being arm-in-arm like king and queen but they would not fuck. #i want marcille to be his default comphet beard and dance partner/plus one at official royal events but they're not kissing. #she's there on his arm because he's scared of the other noble women tryna get him and being a baby about it #and people see them muttering to each other and laughing and generally being very sweet and think that they're dating but they're not. #she's actually covered in hickies from falin underneath her dress and is gonna get dragon dicked right after the party is over #like she's in her bedroom and falin's helping her take her ridiculous dress off while listening to her complain about politics #and falin is the person she goes home to the person she falls asleep to and wakes up with #they're a triad of utter devotion to each other but only farcille's side of the triangle is romantic #it's almost like an open secret because they're not trying to hide it at all but people assume and are surprised to find out #like people are so right about her relationship with the toudens but with the siblings' roles switched #love of her life & irreplaceable life companion. does anyone get it #anyway. i don't know what's wrong with me #it bothers me that they're not the undisputed most popular het ship for marcille on ao3 #it's unnatural. marcille being paired with any other man should be a fringe case.

[lesbians4yoohyeon]

elmax vs personal space

#stranger things #elmax #max mayfield #el hopper #i love this song #i love them #them literally spending one day together and becoming inseparable bestfriends :( #they're so cute help me #oh my god y'all... just think. #if they were inseparable before when max wakes up el is literally going to be glued to her #el isn't gonna let max do anything by herself she's going to be like yeah i think i need to be with you at all times #and max is going to be like yeah i think so #and if anyone opens their mouth about it they'll get slapped by max #elmax are soulmates #elmax soulmates #they're so <3 #elmaxisms

[steddieonbigboy]

Eddie doesn't realise Steve has been flirting with him because he acts the exact same with Robin. Steve's just like but I've been calling you babe! And Eddie is like yeah you call Robin babe all the time too.

#Steve's like actually i call her babes it's completely different #me and my coworker call each other babes all the time and one of our other coworkers hates it lmao #last shift we were all on together he was like i swear to god if you two don't stop im gonna report you #so ofc we just turned to each other and we're like oh my god babes did you hear that??? #steve harrington #eddie munson #platonic stobin #platonic soulmates stobin #steddie #steve x eddie #stranger things #mine

[roostercrowned]

what blooms on Aslevjal My Winterfest gift for aravendown on AO3! The request was anything with these two, with Winterfest fluff and hurt/comfort as potential jumping-off points. This may not be set in actual winter, but they're bundled up and it's cold, right? The flowers are tufted saxifrage, and yes I did research to pick something that could plausibly be found on a glacial island. I was so relieved when I double-checked the text to confirm that they did indeed do the Aslevjal quest in summer. Sometimes I forget everything but how much I freaking cried through this book. spiritually I am holding hands with everyone else who hoped that Fitz would ever make up for the bit with the flowers. Happy Winterfest (.:

#the tawny man trilogy #fool's fate #baby's first elderling tent art #fitzloved #THANK YOU aravendown for letting me indulge my most rabid fantasy #winterfest #my art #fool's fate spoilers #sort of #you can't prove it DIDN'T happen #oh my god they were soulmates

[fencecollapsed]

I absolutely hate it when any show is canceled before getting the chance to tell its full story, it's a deeply unfair thing to happen in any case

but I will admit. there is sometimes a TINY element of relief I feel when I hear what the plans were for the followup that never got to be and the plans were. bad.

#this post is about the midnight club #primarily that ilonka and kevin were gonna be revealed to be soulmates and the ghosts they saw were their own past lives #thats so. oh my god it sucks so bad #i hate it so much #i am NOT happy the show was canned #i would rather have seen the reveal come to fruition and be pissed off about it than read it off the creator's blog and be pissed about it #complicated feelings though yknow what i mean #because oh my god #i hate the concept so much #every other character has to come to terms with their deaths realistically #but these fucking two get to go gentle because theyll be reincarnated and find each other and fall in love in the next life!!! fuck off!!! #that sucks hfkmdnf #anyway guess what i just finished and then read a blog post about #cj says stuff

[teruel-a-witch]

you ever think how bonkers the entire steve and danny set up sounds from the outside?

danny: so he broke into my crime scene, pointed a gun at me, stole my case, then followed me home, made me work for him and got me shot on the first day.

regular person: omg how did you manage to get away?

danny: actually, I live with him now :)

#mcdanno #h50 #h50 humour #myh50 #h50 2x09 #h50 1x01 #oh my god they were roommates #hawaii five 0 #at this point a sane person would be horrified that danny is shacking up with his stalker xD #what kind of brainwashing technique did steve use #maybe danny needs an extractor #on paper they don't sound like soulmates if you don't know them #danny loves his animal

[somanyants]

This panel dealt me 10 million points of psychic damage AJKLPRBDBRHSIBDVEYEBRGEIOSHSB

She is the baby and they love her so much. The love trio literally never stops winning.

#oh my god they were soulmates #mairimashita! iruma kun #m!ik #love trio #throuple #polycule #polyamory #welcome to demon school iruma kun #clara valac #m!ik spoilers