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metalhoops · 1 year
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‘Of course, I remember you.’ 
As far as first words go, Eddie’s were a hell of a head-scratcher. 
To catch up the uninitiated, everyone in the world has a soulmate. It’s been debated and speculated if a person can have more than one, but the mechanics behind soulmates was a pseudo-science at best and downright magic at worst. The first words a person’s soulmate spoke to them were inscribed somewhere on that person’s body, typically in their soulmate’s handwriting. 
Doesn’t handwriting change over time? The uninitiated might ask, to which Eddie would repeat, it’s pseudo-science or magic. Either that or something like quantum mechanics, where people are pretty sure, one day we’ll understand how it works, but right now there are a lot of theories and only a little bit of evidence, most of which contradicts itself.
Most of the time, the words are boring and wholly unhelpful. He could count on two hands the number of people that simply had some variation of ‘hello’, tattooed somewhere on their body. From Eddie’s point of view, he got lucky. 
He had a sentence of scratchy scrawl written on his inner arm stating, ‘of course, I remember you’. And really, what the hell was Eddie meant to make of that? 
Typically, your tattoo lets you know you’d found your soulmate upon first meeting, but his words implied he’d meet his soulmate before they first speak and that it would be memorable. Wasn’t that goddamn frustrating? 
His soulmate’s first words were right up there with ‘hello’ in Eddie’s list of ‘top five worse soulmate marks,’ because how the hell were those poor bastards meant to know if they’d just met the love of their life or if it was just their weird neighbour Tom? With his number one spot reserved for Gareth’s truly horrific, ‘I’d thought you’d be taller’. His soulmate was original. He’d give him that. 
There was no surefire way to know your soulmate’s gender, same as there was no surefire way for a mother to ‘just know’ a baby’s gender before it was born. Yet if Eddie was being sacrilegious, as he so often was, he’d say he ‘just knew’ his soulmate was a guy. 
There was nothing in the handwriting that gave it away. Nothing particularly ‘feminine’ or ‘masculine’ about the lettering. But ever since Eddie was a kid whenever he thought about his soulmate, he’d always think of them as ‘him’. 
He would like this or that. He wouldn’t be an asshole, like the meathead jocks at Hawkins. He would be different. He’d be kind, caring, and of course, a total badass. Eddie just had to wait to meet him. 
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Steve’s soulmate mark drove him crazy. 
‘You might not remember me’. 
What the hell was Steve meant to do with that? Soulmate tattoos were meant to let you know when you’d met your soulmate, not that you’d already met them. In the days before Steve received the shake-up of his life in the form of Nancy Wheeler and the Upside Down, he had a reputation for sleeping around. He knew back then he’d been a little hopeless, but surely he’d said more than a couple of words to a girl before he slept with them. 
It horrified Steve that he could meet his soulmate, in some respect, know them, and yet had never talked to them. Could he really be that much of a jerk?
He’d never thought Nancy was his soulmate. He knew their words didn’t match up. That didn’t mean he loved her any less. Statistically, the odds of meeting your soulmate were somewhere between getting crushed by a vending machine and winning the lottery. Steve’s parents weren’t soulmates and boy did that show, but a guy could dream. Call him a hopeless romantic, but Steve was holding out hope for them. 
He’d almost thought his soulmate was Robin. It fit, right? They went to the same school, but they’d never really talked. He’d been so busy with his first day at a real job, he’d missed Robin’s first words to him. It wasn’t until later he’d started to expect it might be her. That was, until the pair were huddled beside each other on the floor of a bathroom stall. Robin was a lesbian and her first words, although interesting, definitely proved they weren’t soulmates. 
When Steve was a kid, he’d spend hours daydreaming about what his soulmate would be like. She’d be outspoken. She’d be bold. She’d be able to make him laugh. When he’d gotten older, something changed. He didn’t know how to put it into words, at least not ones he was ready to say out loud. ‘She’ didn’t fit his soulmate quite right. So after high school, he started wondering what ‘they’ would be like. ‘They’ felt not quite right, but closer. 
Their handwriting was distinct. It was all sharp-edges and odd-angles. It looked like it was trying to replicate something Steve couldn’t quite place until he walked into the record store at Starcourt and caught a glimpse of an Iron Maiden album cover. That gave Steve his first real clue as to what his soulmate might be like. 
It would be another year before the same handwriting would stop him in his tracks. Dustin had marched into the Family Video store as they were shutting up shop, brandishing a notepad and talking about needing a ride to go play his fantasy game. Steve was always going to drive Dustin, but he’d been dragging his feet, to show the kid he wouldn’t always drop everything to take him places. A familiar sharp edged, odd angled handwriting stopped Steve cold. 
“What are those?” Steve asked, trying to fain disinterest as his heart pounded in his ears. 
“They’re notes from the last session. You know, so we can keep track of what’s happened so far in the campaign. Who’s doing what quests, how many hit points everyone’s got. Mike is currently—.” Steve couldn’t give a crap about Mike. 
“Who’s writing is it?” Steve tried not to sound as desperate as he felt. 
Robin must have known something was up because she moved to Steve’s side. With one glance at the notepad, she understood why Steve was acting so strangely. She’d seen his tattoo, she knew it was his soulmate’s handwriting. 
“Our D.M.’s” Dustin replied. He might as well have been speaking in freaking code. 
“Alright, I’ll drive you,” Steve gave in, hoping he could catch a glance of his soulmate. Maybe his tattoo was wrong, maybe he’d know his soulmate when he saw them. 
They pulled up outside of the high school. He saw a group of people loitering outside the auditorium. Dustin had brought a lot of loose sheets of paper, so it only made sense Steve helped him carry his notebooks in. Most of the people there were familiar faces, the kids he’d babysat with a few exceptions. 
“Well, if it isn’t our favourite bard. I’m glad you decided to grace us with your presence,” an oh-too-familiar voice crooned. A boy broke away from the crowd to meet Dustin. 
He was Steve’s age. They’d gone to school together. The dude used to do all these weird soap-box sessions on their lunch table. They had gym together, and history. Steve didn’t think the two had ever actually spoken.  
“I would’ve been here quicker if I hadn’t had to play twenty questions with Steve. Steve, you know Eddie, our D.M.? Weren’t you two in the same year?” 
Eddie was practically shooting daggers at Dustin’s side profile, shaking his head discreetly as though hoping Steve didn’t remember who he was. He supposed Eddie always had a reputation. 
“You might not remember me,” Eddie spoke before Steve could answer. 
Holy shit.
“Of course, I remember you,” Steve argued and watched as Eddie’s eyes swelled to the size of dinner plates. 
Both boys stood, slack-jawed and stiff-shouldered, peering at one another. Steve’s brain short-circuited, because holy shit, Eddie Munson was his soulmate. Holy shit he’d found them, him. 
Steve dropped Dustin’s notes and swarmed forward without thinking, throwing his arms around Eddie. Much to his surprise, instead of freaking out, like any normal person, Eddie was waiting to catch him, leaving both of them to tumble ass backwards onto the parking lot asphalt.
They held each other in a bone-crushing hug. Steve buried his face in Eddie’s neck, surprised at how naturally the action came. He’d never hugged a man like this, hell he’d hugged no one like this. He was clinging so desperately to the man that he’d never thought he’d really find. Eddie pulled back slightly, trying to get a better look at Steve’s face. The guy’s eyes were alight with wonder and mischief. 
“That was quite an entrance, Harrington. All for little old me?” 
“I’ve been looking for you forever,” Steve admitted. 
“Well, clearly you’ve been doing a shit job of it,” Eddie argued which earned a snort from Steve. His soulmate would be able to make him laugh. 
“You’re not disappointed, you know? That your soulmate is the town Freak?” 
Steve had given up on caring about labels, on caring about what other people thought. Since high school, he had changed. He was different.  He didn’t want to be just another, shallow, meathead jock. He wanted to be different. 
“No. Absolutely not. Why would I care?” 
Dustin shattered the moment, clearing his throat and proclaiming,
“Alright, anyone care to tell me what the hell just happened?” 
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moonriverrise · 1 year
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Dreams are supposed to be subtle messages from your subconscious, right? Then why the hell did Eddie keep having the same type of dream every single night. The same dream featuring the same boy with chestnut hair, doe eyes, and freckles sprinkled all over.
He didn’t know the boys name, but he’s around Eddie’s age based on looks. His hair is styled in a certain way, swooped to the side almost perfectly. He’s pretty strong looking and pale skinned, and has the most wonderful laugh Eddie has ever heard.
In the dreams that Eddie had, he meets this boy under a tree in a long sunflower field. He’s always there before Eddie, sitting with his back against the trunk of the tree, staring at the sky or simply laying with his eyes shut.
Whenever Eddie came up to him, he was greeted with the same phrase every time, no matter what differences are in the dreams.
“Hello, Sunshine. How are you?”
It's sweet, and it warmed Eddie’s heart in a way he never thought something could. Then Eddie would sit down and they would have conversations about their lives. Because, this boy had a life, probably something Eddie’s brain made up.
“Oh, and Dust thinks he’s so much better than me just because he’s good at Algebra. Who the fuck is good at Algebra?!”
The boy is entertaining, he’s funny, pretty, charismatic. One dream he has, turns a bit different after the greeting, which is said more solemnly. Soon afterwards, the boy asks Eddie something.
“Have you ever kissed a boy before?” He asked. Eddie has paused.
“What do you mean?”
“Uhm…do you ever think you might like boys the way you like girls?” And Eddie had to pause again, because, thats how he had felt. That’s the questions he thought about, the ones he had asked Uncle Wayne.
“All the time.” Eddie responded.
“Is it..normal?” Eddie looked over to the boy, who looks nervous, scared.
“Of course. You can like whoever you want. People who don't think that are stuck up pricks.” Eddie expressed. The boy had laughed, gently. Then laid his head against Eddie’s shoulder, and then shut his eyes.
“I have a friend, you know that one I mentioned, Robbie?” Eddie hummed. “She likes girls, only girls. I want to tell her about this, but I'm afraid. Even though I know she couldn't possibly be mean, I just don't want to be abandoned.” Eddie sighed.
“It’s okay. You just need to take your time with it, talk yourself through it.” Eddie advised.
“Sunshine?”
“Yes?”
“Can I kiss you?” Eddie had paused, once again. He looked over at the boy, who looked up at him in response, through his lashes.
Eddie traced his face with his eyes, placed a gentle hand on his face, rubbed a thumb against the boys skin, who let his eyes blink closed. He leaned into Eddie’s touch, embraced him, his being.
Eddie leaned closer to the boys face. The wind whistled loudly, and birds sang in the background. Eddie let his other hand cup the boys face, and their lips met, slowly.
It was slow, but deep. Gentle, yet hungry. They parted and Eddie stared into the boys eyes, as tears settled in them. A brief flash of panic runs through Eddie’s blood…
The boy laughed, giggled like a birds song. He wiped his eyes and whispered into Eddie’s ear.
“Thank you, for all that you are.”
Eddie’s eyes had fluttered open that morning, and he felt comforted with a sense of kindness and the ghost of tender lips against his own.
Then, Eddie got up, and got dressed, ready to go to work at the cafe down the street from his apartment in Indianapolis.
Dustin walked up to him during his shift, he was wearing a hat from that summer camp he’d gone to a few years back.
“Hey Eddie,” He said.
“Hello, Henderson.” Eddie responded, giving him a look.
“Wow! Don't have to be hostile!” Dustin joked. “You know my buddy i've been meaning to introduce you to?”
“Your babysitter?” Eddie asked while pouring creamer into a cup of coffee.
“Yeah! Steve! He’s here, sitting next to me and Robin over there.” Eddie didn’t follow where he was pointing, instead decided to focus on throwing a portable cup onto the coffee then calling out the order number as he slid it across the counter.
“Alright, hold on dude. Gare! Can you take order for just a second! I'll be back in a minute!” Gareth groaned but begrudgingly walked over to the cash register. “Thank you, I promise to spare your next character in Hellfire.”
“You better, man.” Gareth responded as Eddie walked out to meet Dustin.
They both walked over to the table and Eddie froze entirely when he meets eyes with someone so familiar.
It's the boy from his dreams.
“Okay, Eddie this is Steve. Steve this is Eddie.” Eddie waved a hand in Dustin’s face to shut him up.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” Steve. that was his name. He asked him that, and Eddie nodded slowly.
“I know you from somewhere too,” He responded. Steve’s eyes went a bit wide, and he stood, facing Eddie.
“Sunshine?” Eddie nodded, vigorously.
“Guys…” Eddie shunned Dustin with his hands again.
“Robbie is Robin- the gay friend?” Eddie asked. Steve nodded. “Dust…that’s Henderson?” He nodded again.
“What the hell?-” Robin spoke up. Steve shushed her.
“You look exactly how you did before.” Eddie said to him. Steve smiled.
“You look even brighter in person,”
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baby, you're the life of the party (5)
TEEN!gojo x FEM!reader (soulmate AU)
It's his birthday and he's acting spoiled
TW⚠️: slightly suggestive, gojo is being gojo, slight manipulation (if you squint), and improper use of curse technique amplification: blue
a/n: im gonna go all the way up! stop hiding!!!!! you hiding forever!!! GEGE when I catch you gege‼️gege when I catch you gege‼️ this has not been proofread
1. what you see, i see
2. where you go, i go
3. you know i adore you
4. i'm crazier for you
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To say she was intimidated was an understatement. Satoru had decided that his birthday would be held at his family estate. He had only given her an address when he skipped off grinning ear to ear. Gojo Satoru's family estate was huge. Bigger than she could've ever imagined - huge.
She gripped the present bag a little tighter. She had visited every sweet shop to track down his favorite sweets and went to the video game shop so early in the morning for the new digimon game. He had incessantly been talking about it and it was clear he wanted someone to buy it for him.
Nothing she bought was grand. Nothing she bought would compare to everything he already has.
She wasn't good enough. How could she ever be good enough? He was a powerful sorcerer, who struck fear into every curse he so much as glanced at and he was paired with someone like her? It didn't make any sense. In what way were they equals?
She sucked in a breath as her finger hovered over the doorbell. Maybe, she should go home and change into something nicer?
The gate was pulled open. A fluff of white hair attacked her at the entrance.
"Yay!"
Satoru rushed at her with the biggest grin on his face as he embraced her and spun gleefully with her in his arms.
She flung her arms around his neck and giggled, "Happy birthday, 'toru."
She rested her hands on his shoulders when he finally stopped spinning her around and showed off the present bag to him.
Satoru's grin widened as he snatched the present from her hand and swiftly picked her up in his arms again with his birthday present dangling from his fingers. He was practically skipping his way through the estate and ignored the odd looks he got from anyone who looked their way, he kicked his room's door open.
She thought he would open his present first, but no, he was showering her with kisses on her cheeks and neck instead.
She really shouldn't have kissed the corner of his lips. He was already a hot burning fire who would leap at any chance to kiss her and usually she wouldn't encourage it, but it was his birthday - how could she not give at least one kiss.
In her defense, she didn't know she would end up like this - underneath him on his bed as he peppered kisses all over her face and her present sitting prettily forgotten on a nightstand.
"Sa- Satoru," she whispered breathlessly, "what if someone comes in?"
"They'll knock," his lips latched on to her neck.
She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning.
Satoru squeezed her hips.
"You haven't," she tugged on his shirt, "you haven't opened your present."
Satoru smirked, "I'm opening it right now."
His lips trailed up from her neck back to her face as he assaulted her with kisses again.
She giggled, "Satoru!" She gently pushed at his face, "Stop! I should be the one showering you with kisses today."
He grinned, his eyes sparkling with joy behind his glasses. He rolled off of her and leaned his cheek on his hand, "Go on then."
She gently cupped his cheek and softly rubbed her thumb on his soft skin. He leaned against her palm with a hum as his arms moved to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She pushed his glasses up from his face so she could see his brilliant blue eyes.
Satoru was beautiful. So beautiful.
"I'm waiting," He sang.
She placed a light kiss on his cheek, "How rude," a kiss on his forehead, "of me," a lighter much gentler kiss on his eyelids - his eyes were sensitive after all, "to keep," a kiss on his nose, "my birthday boy," then she grazed her lips against his, "waiting."
Satoru leaned in, but she leaned away from his lips with a smirk dancing on hers.
He absentmindedly chased her, his gaze fixated on her mouth, he whined, "Waiting for months and months and months."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, "I think I've kept you waiting long enough," she ran her fingers through his soft hair, "no?"
"Most definitely."
A sharp tug pulled her into him and crashed their lips together. The pulling sensation stopped as soon as their lips touched and all she could focus on, was on how soft Satoru's lips were on hers. Everything was so plush and warm and soft, even after months of waiting and Satoru being more than a little eager, he was still holding and kissing her so gently. The initial roughness was gone, replaced with heaven.
He was heaven.
Why did she wait so long to finally kiss him? Why did she wait at all that night? Or in the morning, when he was still bloody and he had leaned in to kiss her before he left, why did she stop him then?
They were soulmates. This was always going to happen. The universe would've thrusted them together one way or another, even if she had carried on with her plan to leave Japan and go to school abroad. An invisible string would've always tied her back to him - drawing her to him and him to her.
They were magnetic.
They were inevitable.
They parted and gasped for air. For a split moment her eyes were closed, she could see herself through his gaze - rosy cheeks and smiling, before she opened her eyes to look at him mirroring her expression.
Delighted, she leaned in to kiss him again, but Satoru leaned back, "I'm your boyfriend now, right?" He rubbed their noses together playfully, "For real, real?"
She moved to cup his cheeks with both of her hands, "Always were, 'toru."
Another harsh pull overcame her body as she was pulled impossibly closer to him - Blue, she realized, he was using blue.
She pecked his lips and giggled, "I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to use your curse technique."
Satoru deepened their kiss, "Just making sure, my girl stays near me today." He smiled against her lips, "I get to since it's my birthday and all."
"Don't spoil him too much," someone said at the door, "otherwise, he'll never leave you alone."
They both turned flushed red to see Suguru, with a soft smile on his face, standing at the doorway.
Shoko peeked her head out of Suguru's side, "Are you done?"
Satoru grinned, teeth and all, "Guess who's finally a taken man?"
Suguru and Shoko exchanged a look, "He's definitely never going to shut up about it."
"Definitely." Suguru nodded, "It's no wonder the universe gave him a soulmate, who else would be able to put up with him."
Shoko tilted her head at the girl resting her head on Satoru's shoulder, "You should leave while you still can."
Satoru let out a loud whine, but his soulmate stopped him with a chaste kiss on his cheek, "I would never leave 'toru."
He looked at his friends accusingly, "Yeah!"
They gave themselves another annoyed look - only she could tolerate him.
Suguru shrugged, "At least, I don't have to hear him whine about how he's not your boyfriend yet, and how he wants to kiss you so bad - "
A pillow smacked him right in the head.
Shoko laughed.
Satoru hugged his soulmate closer to him as she playfully smacked his arm, she said, "Satoru!"
Next thing she knew, both boys were on the floor fighting and just as Suguru was going to land a lunch on Satoru's face, his fist rebounded off an invisible wall. Satoru smirked as he extended his infinity to push Suguru off of him and tried to land a punch of his own, but Suguru was quick to react as he summoned a curse to take the brunt of the hit.
Shoko sighed as ______ grumbled at the sight of both of them fighting.
"You can't hit me!" Satoru yelled, "It's my birthday!"
"Like I care!" Suguru shot a curse at him.
Shoko grabbed ______ hand to lead her out of the room and shouted out, "We'll see you both there!"
"Wait - !" A loud smack, "Ow!"
She raised an eyebrow at Shoko, "I thought we were spending his birthday here?"
Shoko shook her head and smirked, "Nah, Gojo just wanted to get you here alone." She whipped out a cigarette from her pocket, "Geto and I crashed. You should've heard the way he was planning this whole week. It was sort of pathetic."
"A plan?"
Shoko hummed, "Mhm," she playfully mimicked Satoru's voice, "Operation: Love Quest!"
Satoru shouted from the door, his eyes shining with betrayal, "Shoko, you promised!"
Suguru laughed beside him and joined in as him and Shoko chanted, "Operation: Love Quest! Operation: Love Quest!"
She couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling out of her, even as Satoru grumbled and pouted like a child the entire day. It wasn't until he was satisfied with the amount of sweets everyone bought him that he stopped jutting out his lower lip.
He was all smiles then, especially when Shoko and Suguru retired for the day and it was just the two of them.
Satoru was quick to kiss her. Rougher than the first time, but still savoring every second their lips were together.
She giggled into the kiss, "Operation: Love Quest?"
This time there was no hint of embarrassment in his face as Satoru smugly smirked, "Well, it worked, didn't it?"
She hummed pleasantly and tugged on his neck to kiss him, "Come on, I got one more present for you."
The bakery wasn't from where they were as they quickly made their way through the crowd of people and walked inside the bakery.
The seats were hung up on the tables and most of the lights were off, but she made her way to the kitchen with ease. She pushed the kitchen doors open to reveal a beautifully adorned baby blue cake and in elegant iced letters: Happy Birthday Satoru.
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Geto: you think he's dead???
Part 6: something's made your eyes go cold
Gojo: *in a sugar coma back in his dorm room*
Shoko: probably
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pien-art · 3 months
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totally enamoured by @eve-is-obsessed ‘s fic “Need Me Then” <- go check it out !!! I can’t wait to read more of this au !!!
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aroaessidhe · 7 months
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2023 reads
The Spider And Her Demons
YA Australian urban fantasy/horror
about a Malaysian-Chinese girl who’s half spider-demon, just trying to keep her head down and survive high school
when she accidentally kills and eats a man in front of the most popular girl at school, they strike up a strange friendship and she starts to learn more about herself and the supernatural world
aroacespec/sapphic ish
#The Spider And Her Demons#Sydney Khoo#loveozya#aroaessidhe 2023 reads#you give me a teenage girl with giant hair spider legs who scuttles across her bedroom wall on page 3#and then eats a man and i am already sold.#also aus books are always so familiar compared to US books :)#and yes sexuality stuff is ambiguous but basically: a bunch of discussion on relationship hierachies (ie friendship equally/more important)#themes of feeling unlovable bc you're different and different forms of love#multiple times the MC says she has no interest in dating or relationships and also is touch (and maybe sex) repulsed#- but of course that Also has to do with the whole Being A Monster thing#and it definitely shows some kind of attraction to dior - ie looking at her lips/bare skin; blushing; etc#and ends on sort of hand kiss / 'is this something??' vibes#I asked the author and they said they see them as QPR / platonic soulmates but are not at the point where they would know what to call it#which makes total sense to me!#the part of me who wants more obvious aroace YA wishes it was a little more specific#but also I DO love ambiguity and I think it wouldn't be true to the characters#who are clearly not even ready to start figuring that stuff out.#and also. aroacespec sapphics is like. also something i want#also like. I think it's reductive to assume just because 'looks at lips' is a common allo attraction trope....doesn't necessarily mean#it has to be that. yknow.#anyway. i loved it a lot.#gross spidergirl (affectionate)......#also dior is such an interesting and complex character. like another book could have made her nicer or less fucked up
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guest-1-2-3 · 4 months
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Some Zukka Canon Divergence Fic Recs !
I'm a little bit insane about zukka canon divergence so here are some that I really enjoyed! All of these are on ao3 :)
Boomerangs and Rainbows by Mindbending, Rated T, 67,555 words, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death: One of my favorite Zukka canon divergence fics ever! Zuko dies at the North Pole and ends up haunting Sokka as a ghost. I am in love with how this author showed their developing relationship and trust in each other and it's just !! such a great plot, writing style, execution, and character writing.
Blue by bealeciphers, Rated T, 192,682 words, Graphic Depictions of Violence: Ba Sing Se + Blue Spirit zukka canon divergence 👀 A lot of crazy identity shenanigans with this one. This is Zuko pov so it has a lot of focus on Zuko's inner struggle, character arc, identity, and emotions and I think the author did really well! I really enjoyed reading this and seeing the,,,complicated identity concealment zukka going on here that led to some excellent conflict and complicated falling in love!
Operation Leverage by snowandfire, Rated T, 50,723 words, No Archive Warnings Apply: From Ba Sing Se onwards! Zukka fake dating au as Sokka forces Zuko to tell him stuff about fire nation culture :D I liked seeing them get closer! Enemies to friends to lovers my beloved
Leaving it All Behind by Sreeder, Rated M, 259,815 words, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-Con, Past Child Abuse, Torture, Nudity, Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault: This one is for those of you who like reading the dark stuff. I am someone who mostly likes to read more lighthearted things but I read this fic on recommendation and wow is it well-written! Sokka is captured during the siege on the Northern Water Tribe and sent to Zhao's prison camp. He runs into Zuko, and they eventually start working to escape together and get closer in the process. Very slowburn, very intense and dark, graphic depictions of torture and death. This has a completed sequel that continues their journey as well as a third book currently in the works!
I'm Not Angry Anymore by team_avatars_eyebags, Rated T, 69,430 words, No Archive Warnings Apply: Alternate universe where Zuko and Iroh have been peacefully living on Kyoshi Island with secret identities for a good chunk of Zuko's banishment and then the gaang shows up and throw Zuko's entire semblance of peace and contentment out the window! This whole fic is technically pre-slash but I liked the concept and story too much to not include it here lol
boys are more trouble than they're worth by lesbianspikespiegel, Rated T, 11,128 words, No Archive Warnings Apply: Some nice pretty fluffy and humorous Ba Sing Se Zukka! Getting to know each other, getting together, and the struggle of scrambling to hide your secret relationship from your friend group. Overall a very light-hearted and funny fic :D
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mayasdeluca · 8 months
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"It began eight years ago and in a different city. Five of those years were spent agonizingly torn apart. An impossible connection that was once thought lost but was then just as impossibly found again and made even stronger over the last three years. 
Maybe Maya will never know what it was that brought her and Carina into each others’ dreams. What hand of fate made this decision to bring them together. Twice. And why. 
What she does know is that whatever it is that she has with Carina, it's so much more than only love. It’s something buried deep within the bones of her bones. It’s a part of her. Carina is a part of her, just as she is a part of Carina."
Marina Soulmate AU what our hearts must know by amaltheazwrites
Read the fic here.
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longstoryshqrt · 11 months
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i must ask this fandom to reconsider jargyle’s potential I mean look at them
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greenerteacups · 18 days
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hi GT!
Lionheart had me the moment you kicked it off with “it’s a nice day to start again.” Might i ask why you chose that particular line?
And, if you havent already answered to this emoji:
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P.s: you have my eternal gratitude for creating the most brilliant piece of writing i’ll ever read. I shout about it from the rooftops, share it on my socials, requested my spouse to read it so we may discuss it together (in lieu of a present for my 30th birthday), et cetera.
I see from your URL you are a fellow lad of taste.
There's a couple things going on in the epigraph for Book 1. On one level, it's a lyric from the first muggle song I picture Draco listening to on his walkman at the end of the book, so there's a cute full-circle thing there. The second layer is the theme of change and redemption, which, in Lionheart, doesn't so much come from major moments or self-sacrifice, but from the slow, grueling, everyday work of living, and living better. It's a nice day to start again because every day is. You always have the opportunity to start making better choices, no matter what lies behind you. That's the thesis of any Draco redemption arc, right? You have to imagine that he could have chosen to be better.
And then thirdly, there's the audacity of doing a full Hogwarts canon rewrite, a good 30 years after the original books came out, millions upon millions of words of fanfic later, and basically asking everyone to read the same story they did the first time around, only different. So it's a kind of winking entreaty. It's saying to readers, many of whom are understandably wary of doing it over, zeroing out the characters to starting positions, and starting from the beginning with 11-year-olds all over again. It's going: "hey. That was fun, right? Why not do it again?"
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hauntedpearl · 6 months
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Okay, but which are your fav soulmates fics?
okay like there are so many is the thing. i was looking through my bookmarks and there's like. 37 in one soulmate tag rip. so I'll TRY to give you some recs but sorry if I miss a few!
- By Any Other Name by everandanon (i mention this so much it's like literally so good I read it very often)
- Famous Last Words, Meet Cute and Fallen Angels by GatesKeeper
- Don't Look Back by goldenraeofsun (side note: just read everything by goldenraeofsun. i did that one weekend and it was such a fun time fr)
- Intangible by tiamatv (THERE'S A GHOST IN THIS ONE!)
- Passing Ships by quiettewandering (this is one of those anti -soulmate au aus where soulmates exist but they're not the endgame pair and honestly the tension and the hurt/comfort in this one are sooooo good like i loved reading it so much!!)
- A Taste of Loneliness by riviere (haven't read this one in a bit but it's very. hmm. i loved the vibes)
- No Need for Dreaming by AsphodeleSauvage (also a super fun time. it's the found family in this one for meee)
- blooming stars by casbean (i just really like when they're killing themselves about having to marry other people and then it turns out they were marrying each other!)
- Plum Tree by vipjuly (made me CRY dude).
- Stripes verse by tiamatv (cas KNITS and dean BAKES and they ARE BEST FRIENDS like DO YOU GET IT)
- For What It's Worth (also has been a hot minute since I read this but it has plum tree vibes and a taste of loneliness vibes and I am obsessed w it)
- Invoke, Conjure and Command by TheSilverQueen (nice lil fantasy action fic very cool i like)
- we can't last tonight, so how do we last forever? by everydayistuesday (oooo this is canon compliant baby)
- peace or freedom? by wmthackeray (another canon compliant one)
- Heart Sense by Nurmengardx (oh this one is sooo angsty and so insane dean is such a dick for a while there and cas has so many issues I was BITING MY NAILS but a great read tbh)
- We Were Broken Then But Now We Are Borderline by angelshotgun (again haven't read this one in a while also but I have vivid memories of some angsty scenes and I think it's def worth a read!)
- above us only sky by kekinkawaii (you know love is apparently crazy and beautiful and sad just like life and this short fic was like. oh my.hesrt)
that's all I have for now! in no particular order! and also not an extensive list! have fun!!! <3333
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blindmagdalena · 11 months
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so glad this fandom is getting into soulmate au’s now 🙏🏼 literally one of my favs out of any trope frfr
i know!!! i don't know why i slept on this as long as i did, haha. i've been fully consumed by the prospect of enemies to lovers soulmate au, so that's probably going to be the next piece i work on after i clean out some WIPs.
on a related note, i'm thinking about arranging some kind of homelander writing prompt event, like a promptember/tober where i pull out a list of tropes (soulmate au, power imbalance, monster/creature au, etc etc) and doing just a month of little fics/headcanon posts based on those prompts. i just need help figuring out what should go on it!
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bluest-planet · 8 months
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The lack of KH mermaid aus is criminal, like, it basically writes itself.
#blue speaks#listen like#already read all the ones i liked or was interested in#usually im not one for aus unless its like. Canon divergence#im a modern/highschool/nopowers/coffeeshop/florist/soulmate hater alright#but MERMAID aus? idk man smth about em gets me#rarely but it does#anyways#very sad to see it not be poppin'#at least to my preference#im not the biggest soriku or sorikai person or roman in general#also very picky#no im not writing for this and thats a fact not a 'haha whoopse' bc its not smth im interested in writing tbh#id consider it after doing some other stuff or smth but no. im not adding it to the list and its not a priority#just wish id see that cute giant mer roxas and his fisherman bestie sora fanart in a fic lol id read that platonic or not#btw while i love the heart hotel as found siblings/family that doesn't mean im some kinda hater of any of those ships inside it#i like em all except vanitas and ven bc them being worsties is so funny to me i love it#some of the best kinda relationships are the ones that can fit any dynamic#again why i like queerplatonic heart hotel ftw#but soroku and soven and sovani and even sorxion (?) fans i see u and i hear u literally anything for heart hotel (romantic or not idc)#oh and i guess im not a fan of xion and roxas.... but that again my lack of intrest in a simple romance like that? idk to me they're friends#or siblings even#but cool if you like em#anyways pls send me some good mer fic recs if u got some thanks. or good heart hotel fics in gen. 👍#good night
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plush4bunny · 10 months
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a cross between soulmate au and romantic escapade with Maxim Horvath that is so magical it might as well be preserved in a snowglobe 🤩🤩🤩 is what you're in store for @chrism02's fic called "Way to your heart"
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sparky-is-spiders · 5 months
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Normally meh about soulmate aus but I think a Jonsasha au where they aren’t originally each other’s soulmates until they both start becoming the Archivist. They make themselves the other’s soulmate without even meaning to. There is no one else who could understand them. Soulmates because they are two halves of one monster. The Archivist is only complete when they work together. When they become one mind in two bodies. By the time the world ends their soulmate marks have already been warped beyond anything that could be understood as a soulmate mark by most.
#although honestly you don’t even need a soulmate au for most of this#just the marks I think#watching your mark change and knowing that what’s happening to you isn’t the machinations of fate#or a predestined occurrence#but a CHOICE#if you were meant for each other then maybe becoming a monster was just what was meant for you#but that’s not what happened. the marks changed. you chose to become this and you chose each other#normally I’m not super big on soulmate aus?#like I’ll read them if I like the ship or the premise catches my eye#but I don’t often think about them or seek them out unless I can find something to chew on#and I like the idea of jonsasha as eldritch soulmates#warping each other’s fates with the weight of their choices#I’m not even hyper fixated that much on tma anymore but I still love this ship so much#so much potential I love to chew on Them#jonsasha#since this’ll probably show up in the tma tag:#please no j//mart or martin#I don’t like the ship and I don’t like him#I’m not sure how many people will read this far into the tags#but I always feel like I’m throwing a fit over nothing putting my ‘no martin’ request in the actual post itself#tma enjoyed unfamiliar with my martinhate I am going to trust you to either read the tags or to not see any reason to bring martin into#*enjoyers#my nice wholesome eldritch soul-warping jonsasha au#do not let me down#jonshipping#<- tag for putting jon into relationships so that I can rotate him like the pretzel#also also not mentioned in this post but jonsasha are t4t#ok that’s all thank you#goodnight tristate area
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I understand how hard it can be to write and sometimes your brain is like "nope, don't wanna" but is there a chance on when part 5 will come out? I love the story so far. I understand if there isn't or you need a break from it, I just thought I'd ask.
It was supposed to come out this week but I read jjk236 and got depressed HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WRITE FLUFFY GOJO WHEN I SEE THAT EVERYTIME I OPEN TWITTER AND TIKTOK??!!!
Still I appreciate everyone who has been waiting patiently and that have encouraged me to write this little story 🥰 and to answer your question the update will probably come when I can look at gojo without crying so like maybe in two weeks - that and I was working on jjk edit with the song hanging tree but that's done now!
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fluffypotatey · 8 days
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People that hate hanahaki say it's aroace phobic and that it's creepy cause it's just guilting the other person. And I don't really disagree, but I would love to explore a fic from the pov of a person that doesn't love the person back, and knows its their "fault". Top tier angst
to be fair, there are some fics out there that pop out the most shallowest hanahakis which feeds into the toxic "friendszone" ideology that do pit the blame on the other and amp up the "oh no! my love is unrequited if only you could just LOVE me and solve this issue"
when really the major concern is "you silly emotionally constipated bitch, this is what happens when you repress emotions"
but yeah, seeing the other of someone who truly cannot return the feelings and there is guilt but also outrage because none of this was your fault! you didn't ask the cougher to love you! you didn't ask them to repress it so much that they're choking and will die!
and, in a way, this story is too relatable to aro people who have gone through the part of being the unrequited lover and have been guilted by others for never returning others' feelings. so, i get it. i get the disdain this can bring bc Hanahaki is a very romance focused trope
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