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bless-my-demons · 8 months

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Redamancy: Chapter Fourteen

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Warnings: None… but the angst train has left the station

Notes: If you’re one of the sweet angels that left a comment on the taglist form, it makes my heart so happy - thank you! Please forgive me for the end of this chapter

Word Count: 1860

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Reader

My entire summer was spent with the Cullens. Surprisingly enough, my mother didn’t protest it one bit, something about finally making friends. I was mostly monopolized by Jasper, but Alice had her fair share of stealing me away for girl’s nights with Esme and Rosalie.

Rosalie, talk about a tough nut to crack. I think at this point I’ve finally crested the mountain of hatred she feels towards her brothers’ “mortal liabilities” and I’m solidly in tolerable territory. She doesn’t outwardly mention her distaste anymore or avoid me like the plague, which I consider a definite win. I think Emmett is partially what wore her down besides Jasper’s lack of give a damn towards his sister’s opinions.

Befriending Alice has been as easy as breathing, she’s always there and might as well have Edward’s supernatural power of mind reading. I can tell her life has been lonely in the way she attaches herself to Bella and I, Rose isn’t the most social female and Esme is more of a mother figure than best friend. I’m grateful for her nonetheless, I’m not exactly flooded with friends myself - nor is whatever this thing is with Jasper an appropriate topic of conversation for anyone outside of this immediate circle.

Emmett has managed to become the older brother I wish I had and he takes that role incredibly serious for someone that’s always the comedic relief. Over the course of the last couple of months, I’ve figured out that he’s a big hugger, and a very good one at that. I’ve also noticed that he’s become my rock in a way - never backing down from a challenge, always hyping me up, and never passing judgement.

I still haven’t cracked the code for Edward. He’s quiet and shut off from the rest, not one for casual conversation or wasting time. And when he isn’t with Bella - well that’s wasting time in the worst way. Majority of our interactions are spent in comfortable silence, Jasper tells me it’s because I’m like a magnet in the way that my energy is calmer than most.

I like to think Jasper and I don’t make his family quite as nauseous as Edward and Bella do, but I know we have our moments… like his sisters insisting we sit apart for movie night because he most definitely cannot keep his hands to himself. The smug grin he had on his face along with his hands raised in surrender as his sisters berated him still makes me blush, damn him and his stupidly attractive smirk.

All summer long I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop, for him to realize that I’m human and he’s immortal, that I’m nothing in the grand scheme that is his life. It’s partially my fault for chickening out every time the topic of us rolls around, but my anxiety tends to get the better of me. God he is a patient man though, never pushing me and always in-tune to my feelings.

I’m absolutely head over heels for him but I can’t quite force those three little words of I love you past my lips. The confession simultaneously on the tip of my tongue and clogging up my throat.

Although he would disagree heavily, Jasper Hale is not a hard man to fall in love with. He struggles with his control from time to time, but when it comes to me - I can tell he’s different. He’s quiet in a way that’s patient and at-ease, instead of the closed-off way he was initially. His smile is softer around the edges, less forced than when he was trying for the sake of his adopted mother. His touch is instinct now, no longer robotic or unsure, but softer. He’s quicker to laugh, quicker to whisper sweet-nothings in my ear that make my cheeks hurt from smiling, quicker to reach for my hand when he needs an anchor.

I’ve never been more grateful for a split second of clumsiness on my first day at a new school.

• September 13th, 2005 • Forks HS •

Jasper

“A birthday party at your house?” Y/n asks, walking beside me before first period.

“Yes darlin’, I’m afraid my sister requires your attendance.” I continue to lead Y/n down the emptying hallway with a gentle hand on her back.

“I suppose I can spare you her wrath, but only if you pick me up tonight.” She glances up at me with a mischievous smile.

“Speak of the devil…” I mutter quietly while taking a deep breath, bracing myself for the quick footsteps approaching.

“I heard that!” Alice smacks the arm not around my girl. “I need your help.”

“Help with what?” Y/n asks quietly with a wrinkle in her beautiful brow, but I shake my head already knowing what my sister needs.

As Y/n and I stop at the bottom of the stairs, Edward and Isabella approach our small group as Alice vaults over the stair railing and skips forward in excitement, a neatly wrapped gift in her hands.

“Bella! Happy-”

“Shhh!” Bella stops her, the panic and embarrassment flooding from her almost drawing a laugh from me.

“-Birthday.” She finishes, quieter this time.

Bella flashes an exasperated look over Alice’s shoulder and I respond with a calming nod.

“Alice, didn’t I say no gifts?”

“You did, I didn’t.” My sister smarts back. “I’ve already seen you open it and guess what? You love it!”

Bella scoffs exasperated, but Alice interrupts her before she can object.

“You’re going to wear it tonight, our place.” At Bella’s hesitation she adds, “C’mon, please? It’ll be fun!”

Taking my que, I pull away her hesitation and replace it with a touch of acquiescence, gently in an effort to be inconspicuous.

“Okay, alright.” Powerless to my emotional regulation.

I notice a smile quirk the corner of Edward’s mouth, my brother exuding amusement - humored by our efforts to persuade his girlfriend.

A squeal of happiness leaks from my sister, “Great! I’ll see you at seven!” Spinning in our direction to make a quick getaway, we’re stopped by Bella.

“Jasper! No fair with the mood control thing.”

“Sorry Bella, Happy-“ but I let the sentiment die on my tongue at her exasperated look. “Never mind.”

Pushing my girl and gripping Alice by the elbow, I usher them away and towards class. I may be immortal, but a smart man knows when to let the women in his life win.

• September 13th, 2005 • Cullen Residence •

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Waiting upstairs per Alice’s request to keep Bella company while she finished the final touches on decorations, roping my… Jasper into helping. Wondering over to where Edward and Bella are discussing a painting, I squint at who it contains.

“Is that, Carlisle?” Bella points out.

“Yeah, he lived with them for a few decades. He described them as refined, no respect for humans of course, but respect for the arts and the sciences at least.” He pauses, glancing between us before returning his eyes to the painting. “And the law, above all, the law.”

A shiver runs down my spine at the eerie way he explains the ancient vampires.

“Vampires have laws?” Bella’s tone takes on a rhetorical tone, but Edward answers nonetheless.

“Not very many. And only one that’s regularly enforced.”

“What is it?” The question comes from both of us this time.

“That we keep the existence of our kind a secret. We don’t make spectacles of ourselves. And we don’t kill conspicuously.” A sliver of panic runs through me as Jasper’s past flashes through my mind. “Unless of course you want to die.”

“You gotta stop talking about that. I can’t even think of someone hurting you.” Bella quietly and assertively tells him.

“Bella, the only thing that can hurt me is you.” As Edward turns to her, I gravitate towards the door to give them privacy. “I don’t have anything else to be afraid of.”

“That’s not true.”

“Victoria,” My mind immediately flashes back to the ballet studio, “She’ll come for me one day, Alice will see when she decides and we’ll be ready.”

Why had I not thought of that? Of course she’d come for us, the Cullens killed James because of us.

“I can protect you, if you change me.”

I try to contain my gasp, trying not to be obvious that I overheard her request. Her request to be changed.

“It’s time! It’s time, it's time, it's time!” Alice bounds into the room and I slip down the stairs before she can tug Bella away from Edward.

Jasper with eyebrows furrowed smooths a hand across my jaw to cradle my head as I step into his arms, sensing my clashing emotions. Alice interrupts him before he could ask why by bounding down the stairs and joining us.

I spin around to lean my back against Jasper as Edward leads Bella down to the living room, Carlisle and Esme are the first to greet them.

“Sorry about all this, we tried to reign Alice in.” Carlisle jokingly apologizes.

“Like that’s even possible.” Bringing Bella in for a hug with a sweet smile, “Happy birthday, Bella.”

Jasper’s hands find my hips and squeeze, I can tell he won’t let earlier go so easily, he cares too much for that.

Alice blindsides Bella with a flash of a camera, “Found it in your bag, mind?” She asks after snapping a picture of her and Edward together.

Emmett slides past us with a mischievous glint in his expression, causing Jasper to groan as his brother slides up next to Edward.

Nudging him, “Dating an older woman, hot.” Emmett teases.

Edward elbows him right back sharply to shut him up and I wince at the force.

“What?” He tries to play it off with innocence, but we all know he’s rather full of shit and I crack a smile at his antics.

Rosalie chooses then to rip the bandaid off and give Bella the first present of the evening, a small silver package. “A necklace. Alice picked it out.” Short and to the point, she steps away to rejoin Emmett causing Bella to smile.

Meeting our eyes across the room, she waves a greeting to Jasper that he returns silently.

Alice grabs a medium-sized present with a bow, “This one’s from Emmett.”

Bella shakes the suspiciously empty box and I try to cover my laugh at the look of confusion on her face.

“Already installed it in your truck.” He’s vibrating like an excited puppy, “Finally a decent sound system for that piece of crap-”

“Hey, don’t hate the truck.”

“Open Esme and Carlisle’s!” Alice thrusts the envelope into her hands.

“Just something to brighten your day.” Carlisle tells her as Esme steps forward.

“You’ve been looking kind of pale lately.” Esme hints with a smile.

Struggling to open the envelope, she finally tears through the paper.

But it isn’t the only thing that tears.

The droplet of blood that drips down her finger halts the breath in my lungs and the world feels as though it’s standing still. That is, until a thin arm wraps around my waist and my vision blurs.

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minecraftbookshelf · 1 year

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Adventures in Grian-Napping

Yakety Sax plays overhead.

Limited Life Session 3 Urban Fantasy AU not-quite-crack but definitely not serious either

Thanks to @crabbbage and @possiblyawesometmblr for the inspiration!

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"Grian's in a coma!"

Scott almost dropped his coffee when Martyn came flying through the front door, grinning like a madman.

"You know when Pearl moved out," he started, carefully re-balancing his armload of coffee and paperwork. "She left her key. Because she doesn't live here anymore. Because she has somewhere else to live. Just something to consider."

Martyn just looked at him like he was stupid. "Pearl doesn't use the front door, she comes in the window. You complain about it every time." He reached for the coffee pot on the bar and Scott batted his hands away.

"It's rude." He said defensively, taking a sip of his coffee to avoid having to answer any further. Martyn didn't say anything, just watched.

"You also have somewhere else to live. Somewhere you lived before, even."

Martyn tried for the coffee pot again.

Scott dropped his bag to grab it first. "Oh my GOD! Would you stop that‽ I made it, you should know better."

Martyn slunk back a step with an overly dramatic sulk. "You let Cleo eat your food."

"Cleo is undead and therefore immune to faerie food." Scott dumped the contents of the pot down the sink. "You, however, are not. You'd think twice would be enough."

"What can I say, I'm a glutton for punishment." Martyn hopped back towards him. "Anyway, that's not what I'm here for. Grian is in a coma."

Scott left the coffee pot in the sink and gathered back up his work things before making another try for the front door. "That's so sad, I'll send a card to the hospital."

"Oh no no no," Martyn shook his head. "Not that kind of coma, he's not in the hospital. He's on Joel and Timmy's sofa." He clearly thought this meant something, looking at Scott expectantly.

Scott just rolled his eyes up at the ceiling. "When will my husband return from the war and take you back off my hands?" He paused. "And by husband I mean Ren and by war I mean his communing with the moon and the wilderness werewolf thing."

"It's a two month retreat," Martyn said immediately. "He'll be gone for three more weeks."

A deep sigh and he looked back down. "Alright, I'll bite. What is going on with Grian and why do we care?"

"Wow, that's cold. Grian is in a coma because, according to Timmy," and Martyn made the most dramatic air quotes Scott had seen in awhile. "Grian said 'Oops, just a second, the gods are trying to take me back.' And then flopped over into his breakfast."

Scott mentally filed that away in his What the Actual Fuck is Up With Grian folder. "Okay, so again, why do we care?"

"We should steal him."

Scott should have kept the rest of the coffee, risk to Martyn be damned.

"We need to hurry though, Cleo, Scar, and Bdubs are already trying for it."

Of course they are.

It took them nearly half an hour to get to Joel and Jimmy's place because Martyn couldn't fly and Scott refused to carry him. No matter how many times he almost got run over jaywalking. Pearl was perched in the window by the door when they got there, her wings twitching behind her occasionally to balance. Scott stopped at the threshold and exchanged a look with her that only felt a little bit awkward. (They were doing better, even if they weren't quite back to the level of friendship they'd had before the soulmates debacle.)

"What's happened so far?"

Pearl grinned. "Scar has been baby-talking him, Cleo is hovering ominously, and-"

"STOP TRYING TO TAKE OUR GRIAN!"

"-And Joel is working himself towards an aneurysm."

Scott peeked through the door that Martyn so thoughtfully left open. He couldn't quite see into the living room from there but he could see Bdubs standing in the hallway and Jimmy fluttering back and forth, wings fluffed up indignantly while he argued with someone out of sight.

Oh, he might just be distracted enough that...

"Hey, Jimmy? May I come in?"

Pearl stifled a giggle next to him, her antenna bobbing in front of her face.

"Huh, yeah? Wait, no-"

Too late.

Scott strolled across the threshold, hands shoved in his pockets and smirk firmly pasted on. Jimmy threw his hands up in the air and stomped away, further into the sitting room.

"He never learns."

"He let me and Scar in too," Bdubs confirmed as he walked up beside him, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Though I don't think he'd realized that was a bad idea yet."

Scott just hummed in amusement. Invitations at this house were good one-time only, courtesy of Lizzie and the copious amounts of wards she'd thrown at the house first when Joel and then later Jimmy moved in. And if he focused hard enough, Joel would be able to throw them out, invited or no. They'd just have to make sure he was too distracted then.

Though Cleo and Scar and Martyn seemed to have that well in hand, circling like vampires at a seedy nightclub. Joel was standing in front of the sofa, his hands on his hips, staring Cleo down, which looked pretty comical from the height difference alone. Scar and Martyn were flanking, trying their best to get at Grian (wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the sofa, staring blankly into space) while Joel body-blocked them without breaking eye contact with Cleo, who looked more amused than anything else. Jimmy was hovering anxiously in the back.

"Awwwww, who's a widdle Gwian," Scar was cooing, practically radiating mildly malicious delight. "Lookit the widdle Gwian!"

"Stop that!" Joel blindly flailed a hand in Scar's direction and managed to smack him across the face, more out of luck than intention. Scar wheeled backwards a bit but wasn't deterred for long, rolling right back up to the sofa, turning his chair so that it was partially shielding him.

"Does the widdle Gwian want to go for walkies?"

"NO!" That actually got Joel to look away from Cleo, clear alarm on his face. "NO HE DOES NOT!"

"Are you so sure," Martyn inched closer. "It's got to be a bit dull, just staring at the wall like that. What kind of friends would we be if we left him to suffer boredom while he does..." he waved a hand vaguely in the air. "whatever he's doing."

Jimmy's wings fluffed up further. Pearl appeared in the living room window with a bag of popcorn as if she'd always been there.

"You're not stealing our Grian!" Joel insisted. It was a good thing there were privacy wards. Who knows what the neighbors would have done by now otherwise.

"Do you think if we threw him across your lap you'd be able to carry him out?" Cleo asked Scar directly, leaning in a bit closer to Joel in a way that would have intimidated probably anybody else, but Joel's sense of danger was skewed and he didn't even flinch.

Scar looked genuinely thoughtful, tapping one finger on his knee as he considered. "Maybe. We'd have to tuck the blanket in tightly to make sure it didn't get caught in my wheels and kept his wings folded up."

Joel looked about ready to explode and was sputtering incoherently. Jimmy was squawking like an offended chicken. Pearl absolutely had the right idea with the popcorn.

"You could at least turn the television on for him," Scott decided to throw his two cents in. "He's already in here."

Everyone quieted for a moment and considered that.

"Mario Kart?" Pearl suggested through a mouthful of popcorn. Jimmy perked up at the suggestion and Martyn looked like it had genuinely distracted him.

"We should do that!"

Two hours later everyone was firmly focused on the television, controllers being passed around and insults even more so. Cleo and Martyn and Scar and Pearl were fighting their way through Bowser's Castle and Scott leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes and took a soft, deep breath.

Jimmy was easy, Scott's magic familiar and nonthreatening to him. He slumped over almost immediately, sound asleep.

Joel was harder. He had an innate resistance to magic in general that was very annoying, and an extra buffer from Lizzie's claim, but he was fairly relaxed and unsuspecting and he wasn't that far behind Jimmy. Scott stifled a yawn and sat back up. Sleep charms always made him sleepy too.

None of the others except BDubs had even noticed, too focused on the game.

"If you still want to steal Grian," Scott said, right as Martyn crossed the finish line with a cheer and shouts of disgust from the others. "Now would be the time."

Bdubs hopped to his feet. "Right, c'mon, Mom!"

Cleo looked somehow both exhausted and entertained at the same time. "Don't call me mom." Regardless, they got to their feet and gave the room a quick look-around. "Right."

Without further ado, she strode over to the sofa, threw Grian, blanket burrito and all over her shoulder and looked back at the rest of them. "Are you coming or what?"

There was a mad scramble, full of giggling and loud shushing and one close call (Jimmy rolled over in his sleep and almost hit Scar with his wing) before they were all out in the hallway looking at each other.

"Where to?" Martyn poked the Grian burrito. No reaction.

Pearl looked up from her phone. "I texted BigB, he'll meet us at the corner with the car."

"We should take him to Dad," Bdubs said emphatically.

Cleo sighed. "Fine, we'll go see Etho."

Scar and Bdubs cheered. Martyn hushed them and they cheered again, quieter this time.

"We should hurry, the sleep charm won't last much longer," Scott jumped a bit when Pearl linked her arm with his.

They were out the front door and on the sidewalk, BigB's sedan pulling into view before the jig was up.

"WHERE IS GRIAN!"

Scott exchanged glances with Pearl and Martyn and as one the three of them bolted for the corner, giggling all the way, the others hot on their tail.

The trunk popped as they got close and Cleo yanked it open and tossed Grian inside without hesitation. Scar swung himself out of his chair and leaned up against Scott, who had to scramble a bit to catch him, scooting his chair at Cleo. They folded it up in record speed and shoved it in the trunk as well, right on top of Grian, before slamming the doorclosed and immediately pulling Bdubs out of the passenger seat so they could sit there themself.

Scott somehow ended up squished in one corner of the back, with Scar in the middle, Pearl on the other side with her knees pulled up, Martyn in his lap, and Bdubs squished down in the footwell in front of Pearl. Just in time too, as Joel came dashing down the sidewalk, Jimmy on his heels and fury on his face.

"GO! GO! GO!" At least three people screamed and BigB screamed wordlessly back as he peeled away from the curb. Scott managed to twist enough in his seat he could look out the back window. Joel was red in the face and looked genuinely distressed enough that he almost felt bad. Behind Joel, Jimmy took to the air.

"Jimmy's following," he informed the car at large. "He'll watch us from the air but he won't be too hard to lose."

Martyn leaned back, his elbow making forceful contact with Scott's diaphragm as he tried to look out the window. "He forgot to glamour before he took off, didn't he."

Scott wheezed, Pearl laughed, and Scar cackled like the madman he was.

"Etho is going to hate this," Bdubs announced from the floor.

"Only one way to find out," Cleo said cheerfully and turned on the radio. "To Etho's house!"

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luvring · 2 years

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BRUH I REALLY WISH I DIDNT ASK FOR MICAH YUJIN IN ANON FKDNXKDNXK Okay anyways HIII I USED TO BE AN ANON HERE BUT NOW I HAVE AN ACC HAHA FEAR ME /j...unLESS-- OK ANYWAYS pls share that discord u talked abt!!! i wanna joinnnnn AND ALSO A PART 2 FOR MICAH OUR KING????? YES P L E A S E

— micah yujin boyfriend hcs 2

don't worry guys this one was not as long. (part 1 here !) also wow. a past anon..wow. heyy 😍 and the discord link is on the official itch.io page i think but !!

https://discord.gg/Smhppc7J :]

always sends you funny posts/videos he finds and makes sure to react to each one you send Him

^ has and will continue to send you videos where the 12 year old kid is matching initials as soulmates and you show up.

sends you pics of skrunkly (and him) basically on a daily basis. always captions it something stupid (/affectionate)

^ combining these two to discuss cat trends that you keep sending him so he goes OH THAT'S A GOOD IDEA

micah loves doing chores with you!! grocery shopping, Laundry And Taxes, etc etc. #QUALITYTIME i get it. you might not be Quick with him around but it's fun so i consider it a win

^ wants to try cooking new meals with you, especially any of your own cultural food ! if you can't cook then he Will offer to teach you

if you give him any jewelry he won't take it off (said by girl who does the same thing)

do(n't) play co-op horror games with him. will go in guns blazing then start yelling and running to you when he inevitably gets in trouble. actually pretty good when he tries but he doesn't try so what do we do now🤨

^ if you're playing a competitive team game and he's on your team,, there's a good chance micah will Sacrifice Himself very dramatically. if you sacrifice yourself he swears on your life to avenge you

would be very much (sends random text at 3am) (you respond) (wow i cant believe you're Awake?)

you must have a build-a-bear date. it is Necessary. personally i'd get sonic and tails together but you guys do you?

trying to get up in the morning w this guy...one of you is definitely not letting go and repeatedly asking for 5 more minutes until you're inevitably in bed for another hour

there's multiple times where you come home and find him hugging something of yours fast asleep. sorry. i am so sad

shakes you violently. do his makeup. sit on his lap and do his makeup. make him sit somewhere and stand in between his legs and do his makeup. do it . do i

micah is very good at knowing when he should be serious . if he knows you've had a bad day he does everything he can to make you comfortable and remind you he loves you — snacks, cuddles, watching the show you guys always watch, rambling so you can just listen, bringing skrunkly over, etc etc o(-(

currently imagining someone performing on the street, micah bowing and offering a hand, and saying "would you offer me this dance, your highness?" like i will burst into tears rn

i think when he hears an animal he repeats the sound. sorry this isn't boyfriend specific but like a bird cawing and him cawing back. meows at stray cats. you stopped walking 3 minutes ago and micah is still crouching on the ground trying to get its attention

he was not kidding about the maid dress thing. the Real trick is to show up in a matching maid dress/butler outfit. is micah frozen in place staring at you,, maybe

you know those stuffy riders. the mall animal rides. i'm not even going to finish this thought you know what you need to do.

grabs your shoulders and says smth like you're my ride or die before going on big carnival rides. like..thank you. makes some kind of competition out of it (who screams the most/least, etc etc)

^ makes little jokes about those couples in lines but would be that couple with you. "we're the exception, obviously."

have you seen that guy's abs. anyways. micah doing the push up kiss thing. you cheering him on because he "gets way stronger" when he knows his angel is there

if you dye your hair to match his/skrunkly he will explode. might cry a little idk

doesn't realize it sometimes but he stands in front of you to block the sun when it's super sunny

if you hurt yourself he kisses wherever it is. goodnight

bites u /affectionate

not to act like some old married couple or anything but he Will ask if you want to watch like, home renovation shows together. which i love btw. he gets very opinionated

uses the reversible octopus plushies

if you're sitting next to each other and micah notices you're tired he'll wordlessly pull your head to lay against his shoulder

would use one of those apps where you can send each other notes/drawings as a widget. will he write a cheesy pun or draw a penis That Is Not Up To Me

#error143 #micah yujin #micah yujin x reader

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incomingalbatross · 6 months

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Amphibia Platonic Soulmates AU Pt 1

(Draft)

I wrote a short intro for this AU and want to share it A) for itself and B) as an experiment to see if this makes me more motivated to write the next part. :P So here it is!

(If you read it and are up for commenting, I'd be interested to hear if the soulmate concept here seems intelligible. Hard to judge how much of the stuff in my head I put down on paper, especially from the POV of someone who considers it normal.)

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At school, they’d been constantly doodling soulmark designs, drafting new variations on napkins and notebook pages, drawing them in marker on the backs of their hands (which wasn’t super realistic but was visible) and on each other’s shoulders (less convenient, but more like the real thing). It was the cool thing for all the girls in school to do with their best friends, but Sasha had come up with it first.

“It so doesn’t matter if we’re, like, fated soulmates,” she’d said one day at the start of middle school, sketching on top of her math notes during lunch. “We can make our own decisions, right? And show everyone else exactly who they’re dealing with.”

“That’s so cool, Sash!” Anne had agreed, leaning forward to look at her images. Marcy had beamed and nodded vigorously, already working away with her own pencil on design ideas.

Since then, they’d gone through dozens of “official” three-person soulmate marks - cheerleading pompoms, tennis rackets, dice, skateboards, musical clefs, names in English and Mandarin and Thai - drawn on their notebook covers, doodled during classes, sketched on their skin like the real thing. They’d do each other’s shoulders at every sleepover, letting the marks linger until the permanent marker wore off.

Every design had to be approved by Sasha before they put it on anywhere visible, of course - she had the best ideas - and usually the specifics were finalized by Marcy (“Your designs are just too…cutesy, Anne, we don’t wanna look like little kids”). But Anne had the steadiest hands in applying the marker.

“And we have to keep working on it,” Sasha would always remind them. “We want something really cool, really us, by the time we’re eighteen, right? Then we can finally get tattoos and they’ll never wear off.”

Anne…had maybe felt a little uneasy about that. Not that she didn’t want to! It sounded super cool! But the one time she’d mentioned it at home, her parents had looked disapproving in an uncomfortable way, and her mom had said gently, “Are you sure that’s something people should do for themselves? Soulmate marks are special, Anne, and if that’s not exactly what you have with your friends, I don’t think it would be right to pretend you do.”

But like…Shasha was right. Soulmates weren’t so super-rare that they had to be treated like some sacred thing! Soulmarks marked out people who were made to be your other halves, your kindred spirits, but not everyone had those. (Or at least they didn’t meet them, but the odds were way against you either way, so basically same diff.) And wasn’t it just as valid to have a mark for the people you’d chosen as your kindred spirits? The people you’d built those close bonds with by yourself, instead of by weird destiny-magic?

Anne thought it checked out, anyway. And Sasha and Marcy definitely did, and they were her best friends, and that was basically just as important as soulmates. To the three of them, anyway.

And then Anne got zapped to Amphibia (Sasha’s fading marker design still clear on the back of her hand), and met a little pink frog boy whose life she had to save, and who saved her life, and called her a hero and got her a place to sleep that wasn’t a cave…

And the day after meeting him, she was changing into her swimsuit, when she saw a funny patch of color on her skin out of the corner of her eye. A patch of bright blue, on her right shoulder…right where soulmarks were supposed to go.

"HUH."

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Next time: "Did we just become best friends??"

#frog time #my writing

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tact-and-impulse · 5 months

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Narumayo Week 2023 Day 2

S-soulmate AU? Never wrote one before, but this was the idea that landed!

Prompt: Investigations

The strings were becoming more visible.

With enough spiritual energy, Maya could summon them to flicker in her vision, colorful lines of connection between souls. It was a sign she was progressing in her training, and with it, the warning words of her family.

Never look at your own string.

The temptation would be there, her aunt had intoned, but she had to remember what happened to her mother and sister. Misty Fey, taking any job in widowhood, now adrift and unaccounted for. Mia Fey…her life cut too short, and her lover’s sight reverted to monochrome. In fact, any woman of the Fey clan had a doomed soulmate, so what was the point in searching?

“Hey, Maya. Maya? Are you okay?”

She rapidly blinked, glancing over her shoulder. Phoenix was closer than she anticipated, his expression slightly concerned. He was hard at work, investigating the ringmaster’s death, and here she was, uselessly lost in thought.

“Just fine. Now, let’s look for some footprints.” She hastily turned her gaze forward, hoping the dazzling snow would provide a clean slate.

***

Ultimately, it was Pearl who ended up asking. “Mr. Nick, what’s your soul ability?”

“Pearly! That’s not a polite question.” Maya didn’t want to scold her, especially since she didn’t know better.

Phoenix didn’t seem to take offense. “My…oh. I don’t know. Definitely none of the writing ones, or dream sharing, or telepathy-”

“Does it not run in your family?” She couldn’t resist being curious.

“Nope, but they usually don’t. I’m guessing other than channeling the dead, the Feys have something else passed down?”

“We can see red strings between soulmates!” Pearl gushed. “That’s why I’m working hard, so I can make sure you two are each other’s special someone!”

Maya wanted to curl up and shrink; Phoenix looked equally mortified. At least, locating a place for dinner provided the next distraction. An hour later, they waited for their bowls of ramen, and Pearl hovered by the shop’s small aquarium in delighted fascination.

In a low voice, he addressed her. “While we’ve been investigating around town, have you noticed any strings between people?”

“Sometimes. I try not to follow them.”

“Not even for yourself?”

“Soulmates aren’t a big thing in Kurain Village, there aren’t a lot of couples who stay together. Besides, I’ve got Pearly to take care of.” She shrugged, before resorting to deflection. “I could always look for your soulmate, if you have one.”

“No thanks. I’d rather have a new client who can pay our bills.” He dryly replied. Silence filled between them.

Somehow, she felt bad. “Sorry, if that offended you.”

“Huh? Oh, you’re fine.” His gaze carefully considered her. And then, almost casually, he admitted. “I was just thinking that whoever yours is, they’d be lucky.”

Embarrassed heat washed over her face. “I think your empty stomach is getting to you, Nick.” And with perfect timing, their orders arrived, ending the conversation.

Later, the memory popped into her head, while she was cut off from the rest of the world. Or rather, the thought of delicious noodles and bubble tea…she was going to splurge once she was free. The bespectacled assassin had kept moving her, mumbling that someone was getting too close.

She hoped it was Nick. She hoped he was alright.

As soon as she could muster the strength, she channeled Mia. Spiritual energy surged, and right before her big sister’s comforting embrace folded around her, she did glimpse her own red string, extending past the locked door. What if her soulmate was-

When she woke in her own body again, a number of police officers were surrounding her. The trial had ended, and Nick was successful. All that remained of her kidnapper was the shell card; she belatedly wondered whether she still had it, but all her weakness evaporated when she saw Phoenix and Pearl, hurtling towards her.

Over a sumptuous buffet dinner, she noticed his gaze, as if he was still afraid she’d disappear. Part of her wanted to tease him, part of her was somewhat pleased that he had missed her just as much. Then, the strings slid into her periphery, and she swiftly blinked them away, to ward off fearful possibility.

What if he wasn’t? Did she even want to find out?

***

After that, she became too apprehensive to find her string’s other end. She had a better idea anyway, to figure out Phoenix’s soul ability. She paid closer attention to things like whatever tune he was humming or if he sneezed a bunch or his dreams when he cared to share. Soul abilities could manifest in a myriad of forms and were totally unpredictable. However, she couldn’t figure out a pattern.

“You know, maybe, there’s something on your back and you just never realized.” She offered one day.

“Maya, I’m not taking off my shirt in the office.”

“People really weren’t surprised when your phony imposter was revealing his pecs in court though.”

“Still not sure how that happened.”

“Come on, just a super fast peek!”

He sighed. “…Pearl hasn’t come out of the bathroom yet?”

Lighting candles was confined to there, after the fire alarm was accidentally set off. “I’d give her another minute to finish practicing purification rites.”

“Fine. Let’s make it quick.” He stripped off his blazer and whipped around. Her mouth was suddenly dry, and her eyes widened as he lifted his shirt to his broad shoulders. Biking to work had done wonders, delineating his muscles. She stared overly long at the divots just above his waistband, tempting enough to press her thumbs into.

“Maya? Don’t tell me, it’s too grotesque to describe.”

Her fingers twitched, but she managed to yank his shirt down. “Nope, clean as a whistle.”

“What a relief.” His ears were turning crimson. She felt similarly warm.

“Mystic Maya! Mr. Nick!” Pearl’s distressed wail interrupted. “The door lock’s stuck!”

So, they went to rescue her and dry her tears. But it served to remind Maya that she couldn’t neglect her cousin’s training, or her own. That was what sparked the travel to Hazakura Temple, and with the ensuing events, investigating further was significantly less important.

While she was recovering in the hospital, Nick went to her bedside. He visibly winced as he sat down, which prompted her to ask. Sheepishly, he relayed the story of how he was injured.

“Nick…that was…why?”

“All I thought was, I had to get across the bridge. And I knew exactly where you were…like a string was pulling me to you.”

Huh. That was a funny description. “You really did find me. Thank you.” Against her self-control, she shivered.

“Still cold?”

“Yeah. Wanna warm me up?” She kept her tone lighthearted, to play it off as a joke if he declined.

But he didn’t. Instead, he embraced her, exhaling in relief, and she could feel the tension leaving him. He felt solid and warm; her chest ached. Then, the door opened, and their friends poured in, forcing them to break apart.

Her spiritual energy must have been recovering, because for an instant, she saw it. A vibrant red string, stretching with distance, yet never wavering from connecting their hearts.

…Oh. As it turned out, they were both lucky.

#ace attorney #narumayo #narumayoweek2023 #literally i thought of this while driving on the highway #for the record i don't believe in soulmates but i do believe in OTPs 😌

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momotonescreaming · 5 months

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Your conversation about Nancy is part of why I can't really get into Ronance. I don't dislike it, and I think some of the art is cute but I just get get into it.

I don't see her and Robin really getting along. While I do think their interactions felt off in S4 I also don't think it was too off the mark either. Nancy would not get or be able to handle Robin when she's being her truest self. And I also don't really see our Robin being cool with dating someone who broke her best friends heart. Even if it wasn't intentional Steve is Robin's guy.

Anon!! Hello!!!

As is probably obvious from my answers in the other asks, and my discussions about Nancy - I also do not ship ronance. So definitely agree with you that they wouldn't get along. You're in safe hands here. No shame to people who do, they are both cute characters, but I just can't see it. There are some barriers there that I just can't get through.

If they did date, Robin would come home from work and would excitedly ramble to Nancy about something she talked about with Steve, about a really cool artsy movie she watched, about a customer that came in. And Nancy would sit there and after a little bit would glare at Robin silently, hoping she stops talking so Nancy can get back to the work she was doing before.

And Robin has admitted that she's bad at social queues, so she'd figure out that Nancy was annoyed but can't figure out why and what did she do? and Nancy isn't saying anything. And then Nancy would get annoyed that Robin isn't magically understanding her even though she hasn't said anything to Robin. And then resentment would grow and Robin would get really self conscious about unmasking, and rambling around her, and would close herself off.

And you're right, that's not even mentioning the Steve of it all. I've seen so many arguments about how talking about Steve is 'inserting a male into a wlw relationship' when that's not it at all. How is it wrong to consider your best friend's feelings? To care about another person?

Robin and Steve are platonic soulmates, bonded through torture, Steve is Robin's person. I definitely agree with you that Robin wouldn't like herself if she became the sort of person who heard all about the girl who broke her best friends heart, cheated on him, his first love, and then turned around and decided that dating her herself would be a good idea.

Plus we know Robin holds a grudge, she did about Steve when he ate bagels messily in class and had Tammy Thompson crush on him. She deserves to be a little hater. To hold a grudge on Nancy because she broke her best friends heart (and also Nancy didn't know who Robin was in that scene in Starcourt, even though they're in the same grade at school).

#ask #anonymous #its robin's right as steves bestie to hold a grudge against his ex #plus why would nancy want to date her ex's best friend?#im very relieved you get me anon

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sinterblackwell · 11 months

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Hi! I read your tags on the aro!LQG post and I wanna talk about it a little if you don't mind? (Disclaimer I'm rlly awkward so if anything sounds rude pls know I don't mean it to be.)

Okay so I feel like when Madam Meiyin talked about SQQ's fated person LQG did think that it was him, because I'm pretty sure no one else knew LBH was still alive by then (cmiiw)? To be fair the traits could be used to describe LQG which is hilarious so it's probably deliberate for comedic effect. When I read about LQG getting more aggravated by Madam Meiyin's prediction, I deadass thought he was just baffled like "why is this random demon telling that I'm SQQ's soulmate??? this is definitely bullshit we shouldn't continue listen to her." and so the rest is history hahah. I had thought it was really funny for LQG to be self-conscious about the prediction and so unhappy about it.

Anyway yeah that's it. Sorry for bothering you I just want to talk :')

first things first, you didn’t bother me at all!! this ask actually made me smile because i don’t engage a lot with the svsss fandom…or just any fandom in general, in discussions so i was happy to see someone reach out to me to just get to talk. second of all, i did a reread of that scene purely to see from a better pov than i did when i first read it and it truly is something.

**what is even more something is how much i write, hence why i put this “keep reading” sign.

hopefully any of it is salvageable :’)

the laughable thing about all this is that i genuinely feel like sqq regarding that scene in that … it just did not occur to me that lqg could possibly have been who madam meiyin was talking about. there was not a single brain-cell that considered lqg was thinking along those lines as you said where he was like “what the hell, is this stranger insinuating i’m sqq’s soulmate?”. while sqq didn’t consider any guys at all, in my case, i think i was very biased bc of how much i love bingqiu that any other character who may have an infatuation with our mc just wasn’t in the cards for me.

reading your own interpretation of that scene, i feel dumb now because it just seems so obvious. i said in my tags of that post you mentioned that that prediction can go both ways and madam meiyin’s words can apply to both lqg & lbh, i think.

“Your fated person has very little interest in others,” Madam Meiyin went on. “But once they find someone, their devotion is absolute.”

“A first-class beauty, peerless among all humans.” Madam Meiyin said with certainty.

i would also say this one below but i’m not too sure, since if we’re applying it to lbh, that “first meeting” would have been when he met sj!sqq, not sy!sqq so idk if the lines are just blurred there.

“Your first meeting was unhappy, and there might even have been loathing involved,” said Madam Meiyin. “But after a critical moment, that all began to change, and thoroughly so.”

but i can definitely understand now why the fandom are so rattled when it comes to lqg and his feelings for sqq, whatever they are. it now makes me curious to see fics that explore that, but i’ve also just been very wary of reading any svsss fic that isn’t centered around bingqiu as the main pairing😅

thank you for giving me your thoughts on that scene!! it honestly makes a lot of sense in reflection, and i feel like it definitely hits hard because whoever this “fated soulmate” this madam was talking about was, for both lqg & lbh, it reveals a certain depth in the impact that sqq has had on these two characters that they just end up sort of blurring the lines in this prediction.

which makes what happens during those years where lbh held onto sqq’s corpse and lqg constantly chased after him so much more heavy to think about…..

#❣️#liu qingge #luo binghe #shen qingqiu #svsss #asks

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kart0 · 3 months

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Am I in love ???? Help

Ok so y'all already know I treat this blog like a journal. And on today's post I'm gonna talk a LOT. So get ready !!!! Also, DISCLAIMER: I'm hypomaniac rn, and my thoughts are zooming like crazy, so this will be one heck of a chaotic text

Remember my situationship, with my best friend, I had, a couple months ago ? So, after like two months of not speaking, he texted me. Casually. Trying to engage in conversation and all of that. And I kept my distance, because I didn't want to bother him with too many messages, I didn't want to idk make him hate me or something. I was scared. But he kept going, and it made me wonder huh, maybe we're ready to be best friends again. Maybe it doesn't hurt anymore.

It's hard, but I have to keep level headed and think logically, so I dont ruin what's left of our friendship, but my mind keeps straying away ( and I might blame this on my hypomania ) and I keep thinking about scenarios and stuff where we're together romantically and we're soulmates.

And I've always been a romantic, ever since I was a kid. It fascinates me. Having this kind of connection, seems so special and a wonderful experience. But turns out I am autistic, and I fall into the aroace spectrum. So I like romance but in an analytical way, I like to dissectic it and see all the layers and complexity. I don't know if I am capable of feeling romantic love.

But him... Oh man... We grew up together, literal babies. He knows me so well, and no one compares to him. As a kid I use to think, truly believe, we would get married once we grew older. And now there's still some spark of hope that maybe we'd get to date once in our lifetimes.

But I don't know what I want, what I truly want, because everything gets mixed up and it's like, foggy, in my brain and I get confused. Like, as an autistic person, I know I can get attached really hard onto someone, so it could be it. But maybe it's not, what if there's real feelings ? But again, I'm hypomaniac right now, what if I go back to normal I regret my choices ? I can't take this risk, I've already damaged our relationship too much. I can't take the risk of hurting him more. Because he like-liked me. And he treated me so well and was so kind and caring.

And now it comes: the self hatred.

I hate myself, and I know I have little to no self esteem. And I don't consider myself to be a good person, even though I'm always trying my best, and I'm not really pretty either... But I don't deserve love. I don't deserve his love, because I'm not sure I can give him back. I can't kiss him. I can't have sex with him. I can't give him a normal love life, a true relationship. He is neurotypical, and he wants and deserves something better than me.

I can't be what he needs. But god, I want him so bad. I wish I could be normal. I don't even know if he would see me as a man. He definitely liked my longer hair, and girly clothes. If we got together, would he regret me ? Would he be embarrassed of me ? Oh man, I haven't even talked about his parents. They used to love me. But now... After what I've done, how I broke his heart. They probably hate me.

He probably regrets me too.

My head is such a mess right now. Part of me wished he didn't message me. So I wouldn't remember how painful it is to year for something I can never have. I long for love but I don't know if I can feel it. But I'm so scared of being alone. And also, I'm such a jealous creature too. I'm terrified of him meeting a pretty girl, and getting his life together and we'd never talk anymore.

I wish I could be normal. I'm crying writing this, because it hurts so much. I know I feel something for him. But I can't tell what it is. I just wished we could go back in time, before things got messy.

I'm like a stupid teenager, I keep checking my phone every second to see if me replied.

Ugh.

That's all. Thanks for reading. Makes me feel less lonely.

#me #update #rant

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scribbling-dragon · 2 years

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Double Life prompt: what if Cleo and Martyn got along, or at least didn't totally hate each other? I love these two sm

passive-aggressive apologies

Summary:

“You're an idiot.” It’s the first thing she can think of when she faces Martyn, and the way he blinks at her, completely surprised as thought this wasn't utterly deserved was definitely worth it.

“I- what?” He continues to stare at her, as though she’s grown another head. Which she hasn't. But he continues to look at her like that anyway.

“You're an idiot.” She reiterates.

(AO3 Link)

(787 words)

i dont really know what i think of this one, i like both of them but the characterisation feels a bit off, but i cant figure out why (also, sorry that it's a bit shorter than some of the others)

(friendly reminder that reblogs help more than likes!)

“I- what?” He continues to stare at her, as though she’s grown another head. Which she hasn't. But he continues to look at her like that anyway.

“You're an idiot.” She reiterates.

“How?” His voice pitches a little and he laughs. “How am I an idiot?”

“We went around the whole server,” she spreads her arms out, gesturing to the whole server, and he follows the movement, “Looking for our soulmates, which, surprise! That’s you. And you just fucked off somewhere else?”

“We didn't think of that.” He looks over to the side, where Scott and Pearl are having a much similar conversation, albeit much quieter. She doesn't miss the plea in Martyn’s eyes as he stares at the side of Pearl’s head, as though sheer willpower will be enough to make her turn and look at him. “We were, uh, occupied with other things?”

Even he doesn't sound confident on that, and she simply regards him, watching as his eyes dart back to Pearl again. The fear of god look he keeps aiming at her is great and all, but an apology would be nice too.

“You were occupied with exploring the Deep Dark and the Nether?” She clarifies, “Both extremely dangerous places, without considering the person that’s linked to you through pain?”

“You make it sound bad when you put it like that.” He frowns at her.

“It sounds bad whatever way you put it.” She sighs, wishing she’d just gone with her first plan and killed him. It would be a lot easier than whatever conversation they're currently having.

Martyn doesn't have a response to that and she looks over at Scott, hoping he’s suffering just as much as she is- nope. He’s hugging Pearl and she’s apologising. When she looks back to Martyn he’s watching them too.

“Getting some inspiration?” She asks, and he looks back at her, startled, as though he forgot she was there.

“Inspiration?” She takes back anything she said about Scar or Jimmy, she’s pretty certain Martyn’s the worst soulmate actually. The only reassurance she’s got right now is the frantic beating of his heart, like a trapped mouse. He’s terrified, sure, but that’s not really forthcoming with any apologies.

“For your apology.”

“You want me to apologise?” He sounds genuinely confused, and she can hear Scott laughing at her goddamnit. She shoots him a glare from the corner of her eye, watching as it only makes him laugh harder, stifling them behind his hand as though he’s having a coughing fit.

“Yes.” She grits out. “Pearl apologised to Scott, so you're going to apologise to me.”

“What for?”

“Christ, Martyn, do you have to have everything spelled out for you?” He just stares at her, which suggests that yes, he does have to have everything spelled out for him. She thought he was smart. “You went to places that hurt, I can feel your pain, and you didn't even seem to consider that, yes?”

He nods.

“And you caught on fire several times. Who do you reckon felt that pain as well?”

Finally, a light comes on his eyes, as though someone’s just come home and started occupying his brain again. “You want me to apologise for going to the Nether?” He manages. Pearl’s started laughing now too, louder and less apologetic than Scott.

“Yes.”

“Oh.” He grins. “I can do that,” he steps closer to her, grabbing one of her hands in his own. She allows it, staring down at him as he puts on his best smile. “I'm incredibly sorry for any of the hurt I may have caused you with my erroneous ways, can we please move on so those two can stop laughing at us?”

She suspects that’s going to be the best she gets out of him. “Apology accepted.” She turns to face Scott, who immediately looks away, trying to act like he hadn't been laughing even as a smile continues to tug at his lips.

“You better wipe that grin off your face,” she threatens, watching as Scott turns to her, mock wide eyes. Martyn releases her hand, and she takes a step in Scott’s direction, watching as he takes a step back, smirk widening.

“What are you going to do about it?” He goads.

“Come over there and wipe it off your face.” She takes another step closer and Scott takes another one back, looking more and more smug as she speaks.

“What about Pearl!” His voice pitches up into a shriek as she lunges after him.

#asks #anon #juno.writes #dlsmp #double life smp #dlsmp fic #zombiecleo #inthelittlewood #double life smp fic #trafficblr #did i write this instead of studying for my last exam? yes. next question

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cf56 · 11 months

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This seems fun! Thanks to @bellflowering for tagging me! (It definitely doesn't bother me :) )

I'm ready to be clowned on for my taste in music. Hopefully the shuffle will be kind to me today.

Interview Music Tag Game

Put your playlist on shuffle. For each of the [11] interview questions, select a lyric from the random song that comes up. (Skip if there aren’t any lyrics and make sure to drop the name of the song in your interview answer!) <3

1. First off, how would you describe yourself in one sentence?

'Got time, time, wait for tomorrow' - Plush by Stone Temple Pilots

2. What kind of [Virgo] are you?

'Saving my money and I'm hella happy, that's a bargain b*tch' - Thrift Shop by Macklemore

Boy there were some really tempting options in this song

3. You’re visiting your favorite spot, what are you thinking about?

'I hear voices in my head' - Voices by Rev Theory (Randy Orton's WWE theme song)

4. If your life was a movie, what do you think the first review would say about it?

'Leave a memory behind forever, forever' - Be Someone Forever by Red Vox

5. Say you get a book deal, what are you titling your memoir?

'I guess nothing can last forever' - Summer Of '69 by Bryan Adams

6. What would you say about your best friends?

'Full of change that no one sees' - Line in the Sand by Motörhead (Evolution's WWE theme song)

7. Think back to when you had everything all figured out in high school, what was your life motto as a teenager?

'I'm so scared of what this could have been' - Little One by Highly Suspect

8. Describe your aesthetic now:

'Waking up this time' - She by Green Day

9. What’s a lyric they’ll quote in your eulogy?

'It was no one I had heard of' - Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega

10. Say we believe in soulmates, what do you think their first impression of meeting you would be?

'I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the mirror' - Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger

11. [And for our final question], if you had to narrow down the meaning of life to one sentence, what would it be?

'And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away' - Gone Away by The Offspring

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The playlist was kind to me, all things considered. Good thing you'll never know I listen to Love Shack by The B-52s.

If my answers seem emo, it's because of the lyrics to the songs, I swear.

Tagging all my mutuals if you want to play!

#cfposts

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padfootastic · 2 years

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Can you be awesome and give me some well thought out prongsfoot headcanons? (If you have the time), I want to write a story with then and I need more on their dynamic, than just the basics.

(Friendship and Romantic! 😁)

omg hi yes!! i’ve never gotten an ask like this, i don’t think, and my hcs usually develop during stories so let’s see if i can do it :p

- soulmates in every universe, if not romantic then definitely platonic. they’ll find their way to each other, always.

- james has a crooked nose that sirius loves kissing. he’s very possessive about it, actually

- j might be generally a bit thick bc of the whole spoiled-only-child thing but he’s particularly attuned to sirius’ moods and emotions. i can imagine him writing long ass letters to his parents in the first few years whenever something tripped him up (which was, ykno, everything considering how sheltered he was) to so for help and sirius featured a lot in this (mum, how do i help with nightmares? mum, he doesn’t like treacle tart what do i doooooo, mum he wasn’t allowed to fly as a kid this is a travesty, mum he’s sad a lot and chai doesn’t always help, mum i don’t know how to make him smile etc etc)

- this one’s controversial, i think, but i love thinking of sirius as modelling james’ behaviour. we know he grew up being fed violent hatred + a superiority complex the size of Everest yeah? fully believe his process of unlearning started with james (the first time he used the word mudblood, our boy probably clutched his pearls, scandalised, ‘what are you doing u can’t say that!!’ so sirius started turning to j as a barometer for how to act, sometimes, bc he realised he couldn’t trust his family (and by extension, his own) behaviour. this isn’t instant, mind, but a gradual, time & labor intensive process and even after he grew out of it, i think sirius had this subconscious tendency to look for james’ approval.

- i hate the whole ‘james matured for a girl’ arc so my take on it is that his ‘growth’ came from a combination of ailing, elderly parents + rising war tensions + most importantly, sirius. end of 5th year he got a first hand view into the treatment his best mate received by his family and that horror made him want to be the best he could for sirius. i’ve always seen james as a protector and a caregiver, someone who takes people under his wing & looks after them, and i don’t think it was ever more obvious than around sirius. post 5th year, he gained a focus that he lacked before and would spend a lot of time just picking up on skills that could help him be better. duelling, defence, first aid, knitting, cooking etc etc. anything to feel useful.

- the shift from friendship to romantic would be tricky & probably require outside intervention or a lot of time, i think. they were already so close as friends that it just never occurs to them to take it any further ykno? their hearts & souls are intertwined, they’re super physically affectionate, and they’re already each other’s no. 1. so someone either has to bring it to their attention, they take yeaaaaars to realise ‘huh. this isn’t how i feel towards others’ or they live a wonderfully fulfilling qpp life together.

- i’ve talked about this before but physical!!! affection!!! and not just in terms of like, kisses or hugs but touch. they’re always in contact in some way. it’s comforting, safe. arms around waists, shoulders, hips/chin resting on the other, leg slung across, hand on a back or leg. you get it right? it’s subconscious, it’s natural, and they don’t even realise they’re doing it unless someone points it out

- sunshine and sunshine protector!!!! james was loud and brash and took all the space in a room. he was also sensitive bc he’s not told no often so when it has to be done, u need to do it in a certain way so he doesn’t internalise it as a personal failing and shut down. sirius is the best one to do it bc he can stand up to james w/o being intimidated + realise that the carrot works better than the stick w him. there’s a very real risk of his light fading out. at the same time, this makes sirius very protective of him. it’s why i wrote shovel talk. even in a universe where lily & sirius were friends, i think he’ll have a Talk with her to confirm her intentions. sirius is not willing to take chances with his james.

- pet names! james called sirius darling and my love and honey and sweetheart because he’s an old soul in a young body. sirius called james love (and sometime babe/baby). their go to for each other was ‘si’ and ‘jamie’ respectively, which was a term of affection on its own bc only they used it, no one else.

- james has *always* been attracted to sirius; he just didn’t realise it bc he thought this was how everyone felt towards sirius. ‘oh yeah he’s so ethereally beautiful, it’s just like, a fact of life and everyone knows it’ and thinks the random boners are normal until one day he realised that, no, that’s not actually the norm & he’s just a simp who thinks everything sirius does is perfect (think chin in hand, heart eyes, sighing)

ok i’m gonna cut myself off here bc this is already criminally long but i think it’s pretty clear i can go on for days lol. i tried to include both but i’m not great w romantic so i hope that came thru 🙈🙈

pls tag me in ur story when u write it (even if the hcs don’t help lol u can still use them in a process of elimination to find ur niche)!! i’d love, love , love to read it + always here if u wanna brainstorm 💜

#james potter #sirius black #prongsfoot #gosh this became so long. i was worried i wouldn’t have anything to say and then i couldn’t stop 💀 had to cut myself off after a point #friend this is the first piece of fandom content i’ve written in over a month so thank u sm for the ask #still don’t know if it’s any good but hey. it’s something. i’ll take it.#i’ve talked about james as sirius’ moral compass before but i don’t mean it in a ‘he couldn’t think for himself’ way #rather that when he doubted himself—which was a lot—he’d always go to j for confirmation #(it’s a bit of projection for me bc i do something similar w a friend of mine too)#and whenever he worried he was being a little too much like his family—james would set him straight #just wanted to clear that up bc i’ve seen someone vaguing me ab this and i don’t want them to get the wrong idea again lol #also re james: i can relate to being loud & Too Much. someone once told me i talked too much and i stayed quiet the entire day #not one word escaped my mouth. made people v uncomfortable #i’ve done the rubber band against my wrist thing too & i can see james doing something like that #ig regardless of how one writes j&s the one think i’ll look for is this implicit understanding and bond?#like they’re always each other’s no. 1 and it’s absolutely unconditional. like even when they’re fighting they’ll take care of each other #that’s the relationship i look for (which i don’t often get lolcrie)#but yeah. that’s me. doesn’t have to be everyone 💀#i didn’t mention it here bc i’ve talked ab it so much but also fully think j was the only one who could fluster sirius #like the boy had a great poker face; probably also a rbf; prided himself ron being a master of his emotions #then along comes one jfp with his doe eyes and stupid fluffy hair and bright big smile #sirius has never blushed so much in his *life*#also think people who don’t know them (aka non hogwarts folx) would probably get the wrong-est impression of sirius if they see him around j #bc he’s everything that he’s *not* around him #it’s actually really funny to imagine lol #mhm ok ye gonna shut up now. thanks for the lovely ask anon & sorry for all the word vomit!#pen’s asks #pen’s notes

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nelithic · 1 year

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mint & heliotrope

▀▀ 　BOTANICAL HEADCANONS　₊　

　　　i.　mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? 　　　what do these words mean to them ?

complex question for nel. i think she recognizes that virtuousness and morality are different across different belief systems and individual situations — to ' do what is right ' can manifest in a variety of ways depending on what someone has been taught is right, and why. having been brought up in a society where pain, cruelty, and brutality are not easily mapped onto the binary of love and hate, and where those emotions and many others manifest in ways that are very different from how they look elsewhere, nel recognizes that she herself is prone to brands of ' virtue ' or ' righteousness ' that might not be always seen that way by others.

because of that, i don't think nel would want to define ' morals ', nor would she have a clear answer to whether anything she or anyone else did was moral or not. she'd probably say that morality is a definition that an individual can only give for themselves.

but i do think she thinks of herself as virtuous — specificially, for nel, she sees ' virtuous ' and ' resolute ' as being closely-linked concepts. she thought of herself as virtuous back in fell!gradlon because she could stand apart from the cycle of slaughter out of conviction to protect one individual, and she continues to think of herself as virtuous for that same reason; though upon leaving her original elyos, that desire to protect branches out ( to a lesser degree — nothing is ever likely to come fully equal to or top rafal ) to include life in general. for the nel scrutinizing herself, adhering to this conviction is enough for her to consider herself virtuous.

whether that makes her ' moral ' though, she would draw the line there and hesitate to cross it. she believes what she is doing is right for herself, but given that she would also be willing to take life and lay waste and do many other ' immoral ' things in order to uphold her virtue to protect what matters to her if push came to shove, she sees herself as more neutral in that sense than good, to borrow alignment terminology.

　　　ii.　heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?

yes! with surprising ardency, actually. and i hc this is actually a concept that's baked into fell!gradlon society, with the tradition of fell dragons always being born as twins but only one surviving.

but i think nel's view of ' soulmates ' also isn't something written in stone, never to be changed forever; it's a semi-fluid concept for her, that can take on different facets across times and spaces.

i'll put the rest of this under the cut for major xenologue spoilers.

the way she talks about her twinship with rafal throughout the end of the xenologue and in their supports is i think emblematic of the way she sees the concept of soulmates or ' halves '. she says that possibly the only proof that they were never twins was because she could not sense his intentions, which indicates that nel buys into the idea that fell dragon twins are by nature soulmates from birth, and she has certain expectations of what she should be able to feel or sense or understand because of that.

but in her A support with rafal after coming to the new elyos is where we see more on her ideology of twins or soulmates:

nel: in our native world, we were never truly twins. one might say it is because we could not be twins that we fought against each other. rafal: what is your point? nel: now, in this world, everything has changed. we share a dragonstone. do you not see? that makes us true and equal halves of a whole. and if that is so, then your protection of me cannot be one-sided.

"now, in this world, everything has changed. we share a dragonstone." nel's idea of soulmates is adaptable, the nature of it can change and take on new forms with circumstance. the way she sees it: in their old world, they could not be twins or equals because of the laws of nature and circumstance that governed that world. but in this new elyos that doesn't care ( or potentially even follow! ) the natural birth laws of fell dragons, they are free to define twinship, or soulmateship, by a new measure. and for nel, that shift in space and reality is so important because it means her relationship with rafal can be reimagined around their shared dragonstone, which had been a symbol of new birth for both of them at the death of their old world.

#——— ⟢　𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝒂𝒕𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔 】₊　lore.#fell xenologue spoilers #a lot of the first answer ties into the ways she evaluates diamant in their a support tbh #her criteria for being a ' good person / leader ' have little to do with kindness #well timed question tbh i was gnawing on the rafal A support all night #like a dog w a bone tbh #thank you brennybean !!

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please talk to me about luffy as the hero and law as the antihero and their PARALLEL

i'm not smart enough to come up with an interesting theory but here goes: (I'm sorry if this is too long and not at all what you asked lmao)

umm, first of all i don't see luffy as the hero so we don't have enough for a parallel. he barely considers himself a good person (which he is) and this is confirmed by his selfish attitudes and impulsiveness throughout the chapters. everything he does is for himself and helping other people is almost like a side effect (?) (not that he doesn't want to help people, he does it all the time, but never because he has to, which is basically the definition of a hero) so this is luffy. everything in the story revolves around what he wants and what happens when he doesn't get what he wants.

on the other hand, we have law. he appears in luffy's life as someone who wants to take advantage of the ''innocence'' of our captain (hilarious) but is dragged into the strawhats mess, ending up always doing what luffy wants and being lucky that they (kinda) have the same goals.

i could see law as the anti-hero of the story of course, he has a tragic past, cool looks, selfish goals, is ambitious... well, basically a pirate. but what's interesting to me about him is the way he sees luffy. law was introduced to us as someone seeking revenge and smart enough to create complex plans to get what he wants. when he decided to ally with the strawhats, he probably thought that luffy's stubbornness would be useful, in addition to his obvious strength. but I really doubt he would have guessed that luffy would go that far for him. i doubt he thought anyone would.

In the battle against doflamingo, law probably didn't care (and maybe even hope) to die, and would die happy as long as he took doflamingo with him. he even kept his crew away when that happened so that no one he loved would watch him die. he did not expect and did not want to be saved. but that's irrelevant to luffy who saved him anyway. and that's what I like most about their dynamic. of course luffy deeply appreciates his friendships and law is no exception. but here's the thing: luffy did for law what he would do for anyone (he knows enough to care about) in trouble, his motivations are never deep or false, so he didn't even think twice about it. while for law, what happened between them permanently changed who he is as a person. he couldn't die anymore because that would leave him eternally in debt, which forced him to stay alive (he was emotionally in hell). law doesn't understand how luffy's brain works, he doesn't have zoro's blind devotion or robin's eternal gratitude but as someone extremely proud, he feels he needs to return the favor, not by fighting alongside him, luffy already has enough people, but by staying alive. and this makes me extremely sad because law is a character doomed by the narrative since the start and who spent a large part of his life wanting to die and just when someone offers him a reason to want to live, things just may end at any moment.

so I don't see them as people who share the same dreams and beliefs in opposite ways, or even as rivals (fine they officially are rivals but if you ask to law's heart... pls they are soulmates) they are friends and they care a lot about each other and that's it. law doesn't really mind that luffy doesn't save his love just for him (... I think) and luffy will always make him wants to live another day. but i also really believe that luffy is the biggest hero and inspiration in law's life and the child within him (the not broken and ruined nerd who read comics, and dreamed of a world where heroes always save the day from villains and make sure you will be ok) would love to meet the future pirate king.

#ok this isn't even close of what you asked me sjdjsdjsjsj #but their relationship means a lot to me #I'm not sure if I managed to put it into words but i care a lot about them #also they arent friends they’re boyfriends and in love 🥺#corazon would LOVE luffy so much that law would have no choice but kill him #lovely mutuals 💖

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mylittleredgirl · 2 years

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dear yuletide writer (2022!)

Happy Yuletide! Thank you so much for writing fic for me. I'm mylittleredgirl both on ao3 and tumblr.

I’m pretty easily delighted, so do your thing and I will love it! Please take my suggestions and prompts as random ideas in case you're drawing a blank, rather than specific requests, because I love to be surprised by things i didn't even consider.

This letter has some expanded general likes/dislikes and then just a compilation of what i put in the optional details boxes. Anonymous asks are open on this tumblr if you have questions!

General things I love:

happy or hopeful endings

episode-related fic

pining (especially no-i’m-definitely-NOT-jealous pining)

hurt/comfort (especially oh-my-god-you're-not-dead)

friendship & family fic

canon divergence

smut is great but not required

kinks enjoyed: soft dom/sub (bondage & praise yes, pain & shaming no); amtdi; overindulgence (food, drinks, whatevs); masturbation (mutual, pining, whatevs); i’ve never said no to a quality blow/hand job fic

Things not so enjoyed:

character death

hurt no comfort

crossovers except within the extended canon universe (like star trek, and i suppose... reality.... is an extended canon universe for an rpf fandom...)

historical or supernatural AUs (no pride-and-prejudice or zombies)

supernatural elements are actually fine (like telepathy, psychic powers, soulmate stuff, whatever) but i specifically want to avoid zombies & vampires

character-bashing: i usually like everyone in canon, including canon love interests that are not my preferred pairing

Fandoms requested:

Stargate Atlantis RPF (chars: Torri, Joe)

I’m really into the temptation ~Oh No We Mustn’t~ (or the corollary: ~Oh No Looks Like We Did~) nature of this pairing.

Anything from friendship/pining to endgame OTP works for me, but I would love them to yield to temptation at least once. ;)

Prompt idea: What if Torri's with someone else and now it's Joe's turn to be jealous?

Prompt idea: Maybe one or both of them don't actually remember what happened last night...

Jake 2.0 (chars: Jake, Diane)

This is the rarest fandom, so there is no way you're here to write this

If you ARE here to write this, you can literally write anything and I will love you for life

Anything at all

Prompt idea: Anything to do with their amnesia almost-romance

Prompt idea: Jake and Diane ending up in the field together, where suddenly Jake is the Spy Expert (except that’s not a high bar to clear in this scenario, so probably Kyle has to rescue them both)

Prompt idea: "Future-fic" from the show's point of view. How does the nanite premise work with our modern smart-everything technology? What mischief does Jake get up to? Alternately: how might it harm him?

Lost in Space (chars: Maureen, John)

The Robinsons are good for all moods and ratings!

I love family and parenting stories, so feel free to include any/all of their family/found family.

Angst is fine along the way, but happy endings only for the Robinsons please 💗

John and Maureen are Very Sexy in a consensual kink sort of way.

Prompt idea: How do they restore and reward each other after these acts of heroism and genius that take so much out of them?

Fandom-specific DNW beyond the general ones listed up top: incest; any age-inappropriate relationships for Will or Penny; not super into Don/Judy but I can live with it; I believe The Robot Does Not And Should Not Fuck.

Fandom-specific likes: the soft D/s I usually enjoy can go pretty hard for this pairing, but I prefer it limited to the bedroom rather than a 24-hour scene

Cheers (chars: Sam, Diane)

This couple is an absolute disaster, but I would have loved them to annoy each other til death do they part

Partly to protect the rest of the world from having to date either one of them tbh

Really anything at any part of their relationship would be wonderful

Prompt idea: What if we ignore canon and they actually stay in touch during / she actually comes back after her writing retreat like she promised 🥺

Prompt idea: Also can you imagine her co-owning the bar, like can you imagine.

Prompt idea: For an angstier mood, how do they support each other (well or very badly) in the ongoing mental health & addiction challenges that probably won't entirely go away?

Lower Decks (char: Mariner)

I love all everyone, literally, all of them so much, both the lower deckers and the bridge crew. Please use as many of them as you like!

Gen fic preferred for this fandom.

I don't ship Mariner & Boimler romantically, but they are platonic besties for life.

All the friendships on this show are legendary.

Prompt idea: One of those odd-couple characters-all-stuck-with-random-partners stories (like "Disaster" or "Starship Down," but not necessarily a disaster), especially if Mariner gets stuck with her mom.

Prompt idea: Mariner in the background of a DS9 episode, especially an episode with Shenanigans.

Fandom-specific notes: I usually DNW historical AUs, but time-travel and holodeck shenanigans are welcome!

Fandom-specific likes: gen-fic, shenanigans, crossovers with other Star Trek canon.

Twin Peaks (chars: Cooper, Harry, Audrey)

I prefer fic that primarily uses canon from the first two TV seasons, since I haven't seen "The Return" yet (but if you do use season three, spoilers are totally fine).

I listed Audrey, Cooper, and Harry because I love them all, but you don't need to include all three.

I ship Cooper with both Harry and Audrey, but with Audrey/Cooper I'd like it to recognize that Dale Cooper is an Upstanding Morally Responsible FBI Agent and he would have to wrestle with that.

Gen fic is fine too (Cooper/Twin Peaks otp?).

Canon divergent AUs are welcome.

Prompt idea: In a canon-divergent AU where Cooper doesn't end up in the lodge for 25 years, his evolving divided loyalties between his life in the FBI and his heart in Twin Peaks.

Prompt idea: Harry wants to rescue Cooper, but he's going to need help.

Prompt idea: Cooper needs Audrey's help with an undercover assignment.

Thank you again for being forced by the matching algorithm to write for me! Happy Yuletide!

💖 mylittleredgirl

#yuletide

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