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fics-lovebot · 9 months

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jungkook recs

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pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

e.r means established relationship

disclaimer: if you came back to read that one fic you liked but can´t find it, its bc the link wasn´t working anymore so I deleted it :/

yandere / mafia / bad boy

bloody love - smutty, king jk, evil jk, obsessed jk, posessive jk, blood thirsty jk like fr, he honestly loves bathing in the blood of those who did him wrong in his eyes, reader is lgb. this is an on going series but I´LL BE DAMNED IF IT ISN´T THE BEST THING I´VE READ in a minute!!, the writing its so captivating, not a single dull or boring moment, i can´t wait for the next part tbh

romantic dreams - yandere!jungkook, tattoo artist jk, boxer!jk, UGHH ITS GOODDD, he´s so toxic frfr, namjoon is sick of his ass lmao, totally obsessed with reader, jealous and possesive af, he´s crazy sdlfjs but i´m into it

toxic noona - yandere!noona, toxic controling relationship, jk is a victim, he´d rather die than leave, reader likes to make him cry, manipulation

crafting new memories - yandere!jk FR, stockholm syndrome, jk kiddnaped reader and fucks her while making her watch herself on the news,,,her own missing sign

twin flame bruise - twin!jk, jeon jeongguk and jeon jungkook, they look the same but are opposites, the one thing they have in common is you. it´s an on going series but I like how the plot is vvv different from what we´re used to

yours insanely - yandere!jk, serial killer jk, detective!reader, he kills women who look like you

darknet - yandere!jk, the internet is scary, human trafficking, jk is scary dangerous, it´s a LOT, just wow

who is in control? - yandere-ish, lawyer!jk, posessive jk, obsessive jk, toxic relationship, stalking, manipulation, secret relationship, he´s cray-cray

hybrid au / soulmate au / super hero au / alien au

his bunny - smut, fluff, bunny hybrid reader, fem reader, clingy reader

bunnytalk - bunny hybrid jk, owner reader, jk is a sad bunny bc reader won´t return his feelings but it´s all just a misunderstanding

night vision - e.r, alien!jk, suggestive, lowkey smut, bunny hybrid reader, jk has tentacles ,,,,,nothing else to say, flirty fluffy jk, this is dIFFERENTTTT i love it

closer - smut, step siblings au, noona reader, yandere!jk, jk is obsessed with him older step sister, WHEWWW this is intense, very detailed, loved it

slice of life / university au / idol jk

soju - fluff, shy baby hubby jk, reader cooks him his fav meal and he basically looks at her with heart eyes, i love it

you make him go crazy - fluff, idol!jk, slight angst, multiple scenarios, reader is constantly making him go nuts, he is STRESSED lmao, it´s cute anyways, reader is kind of a careless brat but jk wouldn´t have it any other way

you wear his clothes - fluff, thing is...HE gives you his clothes, he´s so boyfriendd

all my fault - angst, fluffy end, hubby jk, in which you pass out after an argument and find him crying when you wake up

call me soon - summer break up, strangers to fwb to lovers, obsessed jk

screw up; over wine - finance major jk x model!reader, first date drabble, he is really into reader so he takes her to a fancy pricey wine and dine but guess wHAT.. he is broke lmao so he straight up PANICS, lowkey highkey secondhand embarrasment but it´s jk so it ends in a cute way

kiss me better -angst, jerk jk, mean jk, misunderstanding, manhandling, he is crying bc he assumed she was cheating but he was sooo wrong, now he is begging, crying, throwing up,,, they make up anyways, its angsty in a satisfying way

you´re leaving me - angst af, hubby!jk, daddy!jk, he found divorce papers after an argument and thought the worse, he starts going crrrazy but as always, it´s a happy ending

snowball - fluff, angst, crack, implied E2L, flashback from their college days. this is part of an upcoming series, and I already love it bc wdym it was lovE at first sight?? galaxy in his eyes, artsy space love talks, fireworks exploding in his chest bc ur giggles are his fav soundddd and everything?? I am HERE for it. he lit spaces out, brain dead, no other thoughts but youyouyou and your pretty self

you´re sleepy but you promised you´d go grocery shopping with him - e.r, its cuteeeee

movie night monday -fluff, e.r, he is impatient lmao, clingy cuddly loving fluffy jk

couple questions with vogue - fluff, e.r, idol!jk, supermodel!reader, I LOVE THISSSS, he is the best boyfriend/fiancé soon to be hubby EVER UGHHHH its so cute

devoted to trouble - fluff, lil angst, smut, comedy, spiderman!jk au inspired by seven??? a masterpiecE. the world finds out he is spiderman but he dgaf bc he only cares about you, #pininggg, reader playing hard to get, man i love tHIS

show you what devotion is - boxer!jk, ballerina!reader, fluff, angst. you´re like his safe place, it´s giving exes to wannabe lovers, they deff like each other and jk wants to eat her uP but he´s wants it to be romantic and stuff, idk idk I liked itttt

you surprise him for his birthday - he´s so boyfriendddddd, this is so wholesome and cute

he can´t sleep bc he loves you so much - now THIS makes me want to drink bleach and die bc of how cute it is, THEY ARE SO IN LOVEEEE, there´s a lot of giggling, a lot of praising, a lot of disgustingly sweet loving talk after sex :´)))))) its such a good read i promise

fighting heart - boxer!jk, fluff, angst, he´s so stressed sldfkj, reader gets in a small accident and jk went crazy when a nurse answered your phone

make a wish - fluff, little smut, best friends to lovers, reader is so sweet, birthday surprise, jk shoots his shot, he only wants to spend his birthday with you

daft pretty boy - basketball cap!jk, classmates to lovers ig, see he´s smart but when he´s with you he gets nervous and forgets how to exist, he lowkey confesses and he´s sraightforward with itt, he´s got a hUGE crush on you lmao

ride - strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, jk is a fucc boy on campus, reader has tattoos and rides the coolest bike, jk has an instant crush, love at firts sight i would say, got him blushing and sweating lmao, this is an on going series but I KNOW it´ll be gREAT, I love it already

in your arms - e.r, fluff, smut, morning secs, waking up by his side for the first time after moving in

encore - game designer!jk, he is cool af, has a fat crush on reader, this is just the teaser of the fic but I really like it

crave you - idol!jk, crack, smut, fluff, hispanic choreographer reader, texting, taejikook, jk is HORNY but he´s a softie too, he´s got a big big fat crush, strenght kink bc we all know he can throw her around like a ragdoll

pretty girl - smut, tattoo artist!jk, chubby reader, THIS IS ITTTTT, he´s tall, dark and handsome, flirty af too, "pretty girl" stFUUUU, they both want to fuck so he shoots his shot at the tattoo appointment

easy - angsty, fuckboy jk, bet!trope, jk plays you so he can get his rent paid, i read this one a lawwngg time ago and decided i was an angst loving hoe

Inevitable - angst, fluff, smut, lovers to exes to lovers, baseball player!jk, dad!jk, parents au, you break up with jk years ago after you got pregnant bc you wanted him to follow his dreams and now he´s back home just to find out there´s a boy who looks just like him.. this is a masterpiece, honestly one of THEE best jk series out there, it has it all fr, the angst is angsty and the fluff is FLUFFY, i love it sm i´ve read it 3 times and never get tired of it

finish line -fluff, nerdy!jk, racer!jki loooooveee itttttt, so cute, so fluffy, this blurb uGHHHHH, just read the whole thing pls

ungodly hour - crack, smut, fluff, college au, broke college student!reader, lowkey slutty!reader, jk is thirsstttyyyyy, simping atp, "who´s dick do i have to suck for a hulu account?" this series is honestly so funny ksjakskjs

ceo au / sugardaddy au / rich bf au / coworker au

Over The Odds | The Confession - ceo jk, sugardaddy jk, jealous bf jk, sugar baby reader, he gets mad and yells bc he is lowkey insecure of her ex but reader is equaly in love. this is a series

wrong time - smut, angst, dilf!jk, ceo!jk, exes to lovers, workaholic as a scape mechanism, the one that got away type of stuff but she broke things up first for valid reasons, big big heartache but she´s still the love of his life

don´t blame me - sugar daddy!jk, ceo!jk, soft yan!jk, obsessive!jk, student!reader, unhealthy behavior on his part, manipulative behavior on her part, jealousy on both parts, he goes a lil too far but reader is bitchy and annoying, he lit gives her everythinggg she asks for, the man is..creazy about her in a very unhealthy way and she takes advantage of that, toxicc

failed quickie - cowerker jk, suggestive, they´re about to fucc on an elevator but it didn´t work, he likes his hair pulled!!1!

someone older -smut, ceo jk, divorced jk, 30 something yo jk, taehyung has a kid, younger oc, its a nice read, would do it again

break up au / cheating au / fuckboy au

night after night - smut, angst, crack, fluff, semi-retired fuckboy jk, red flag jk, stalker jk, break up au, lovers to exes to lovers, he fucked around and found out so he is FREAKING ouT, also he is beggING okk.. we love that, he also has a Harley bc he is bad boy™, they make up anyways bc he is pussy whipped.. or in love, whatevs you wanna call it

seven plus one - smut, angst, they break up for like a week and that shit got him SIMPING fr, standing under the rain begging and stuff, the man is obsessed, we love it

what could've been - smut, angst, rockstar jk, fuckboy jk, ex gf oc, he breaks her heart then leaves to become world famouse, the sees her again, they fuck, he wants to get back together bc he´s still in love but she does´t want him like that

pwp / fwb

woof, woof, woof - smut, angsty, kinda E2L, jealousy, toxic relationship, teasing , unprotected sex

you good?? - drabble, smut, "what if you gave jungkook head?" is righT bc i´ve been thinking about it for a min!!! he is mean ok yall know he is a brat buT, the head is too good to do all that, the man was shaKINg for godssakeee, so good he had to answer with a thumbs up bc reader drained him fr, left him so brain dead he couldn´t even speak

afterglow - smut, fwb!jk, slight possessive!jungkook, dirty talking, degrading nicknames, but he cares ok, he´s trying to get out of the friend zone

every side of you - very pwp, he is a rough sex loverrr, he compares readers moans with angelic melodies like??? he´s so romantic like that, but also: degrading dirty talk, he is rouGH alright, straight up clingy bf after sex, sweet loving talk + cute cute aftercare, he is just pERFECT

come sit on my lap - pwp, lots of praisingg, they way this is written is good yall, "use me" , “so polite” shUT UPPPP im literally blushing, AND he is also cute at the end?? i hate it heREEEE :´)

birthday gift - honoring his 26th birthday with this masterpiece, he like to talkkkk ok?? dirty talk, degrading nicknames kinda talk, "dumb bitch" kinda talk, growling while he calls you names, i was shook fr

he has a lot of cum - boyfriend!jk, the title I- , he DOES have a lot of cum, lots of stamina, lots of everYTHING, and on toP of those small details, wdym he wants to see how many times he can cum in you before it´s too full and it starts to spill????? somebody stop this man

riding jungkook´s nose - we´ve ALLL thought about this, and if you haven´t you´re lying, periodt. pRAISINGGG, he´s in a pussy-drunk frenezy, he likes feeling used, he likes getting his hair pulled, he likes getting his face wET, it´s sickenINGGGG goreaditplease

fucking in the gym - this was inspired by that one pic of him and jimin with their back out, I SEE THE VISION, fucking with ceiling mirrors

wicked - smut, incubus!jk, big big corruption kink, lots of dirty ploting and dirty talk, yupppp this is a good one, so detailed, love me a fic that lit makes me see what i´m reading

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niningtori · 2 months

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let me into your world | chapter two: you've been on my mind

pairing(s): choi beomgyu x you, choi soobin x you

summary: it's been 4 years since your last encounter with beomgyu, and you're happily engaged to soobin. you're ready to get married to the love of your life, but are soulmate ties really so easy to break?

genre(s): romance, angst, angst with a happy ending (?), soulmate au

word count: 2.8k

notes: SURPRISE! i know this is a really quick update, but i'm so geeked by txt tour dates i wanted to get something out to celebrate lmao. i hope you all like where this story is going. truly, i do. also, there's some suggestive stuff in this chapter and the next. nothing explicit, but i want to warn everybody. see ending for more notes!

4 years later

you're nervous. your company is joining up with your sister branch and you're torn between excitement and trepidation. your company is really pushing the "unity" narrative and you can't help but grimace at the happy horseshit they're spewing about how the merge won't affect the team dynamic, because it almost certainly will, and you dread having to walk on eggshells with new coworkers.

your friend and coworker, danbi, is currently greeting your new coworkers with alarming generosity. it's not that she isn't friendly, because she is, but she's enthusiastic in a way you did not expect.

"why are you so chipper today?" you ask, genuinely curious.

"you haven't heard? one of our new recruits is supposedly criminally sexy. i'd hate to leave a bad impression on anybody and have him not like me," she explains and it all makes sense to you now.

"so you're only acting nice to potentially get some dick?" you ask.

"pretty much, yeah." you both laugh and you shake your head.

"i just don't get you," you joke.

"of course you don't," she quips, rolling her eyes. "not everybody is head over heels in love with their super hot fiancé." you blush at this. it's been 4 years with soobin, but you're still very much in love.

"shut up," you say, face tinged red.

"wait! oh god, that must be him," danbi whispers and you shake your head while opting to steal a glance behind you to catch a look at her next victim. what you see makes your sarcastic comment catch in your throat.

you knew soulmate ties weren't easy to break, but you never imagined you'd see him here. you had gotten incredibly comfortable with the thought of never seeing him again, actually. but there he stands, as tall and good-looking as ever. his hair is shorter than it used to be, though, revealing the pretty pink seal you've tried your hardest to forget, but never fully can. there's a moment before he sees you too, and you relish in it before his eyes make his way to you. when they do, it's like you're completely frozen. you should avert your gaze, but it's almost as if you have to look at him. when he sees you, his eyes widen in surprise, not unlike the first time he saw you. however, his second response is unreadable, completely differing from the demeaning look he once gave you all those years ago.

"is that a seal behind his ear? damn it," danbi curses, whisking you away from your entrancement and back into cold, hard reality. you stare is effectively torn away from him and back to your friend.

"i guess so," you manage to squeak out.

"shit, he's coming! hold on, do i look pretty? is my makeup smudged?" she says, primping her hair and clearing her throat.

"you look fine." she doesn't seem to notice how fucking uncomfortable you are as beomgyu makes his way over to you both.

"hi," he says, baritone resonating somewhere deep in your bones.

"i'm danbi!"

"i'm beomgyu," he answers perfunctorily, eyes never leaving you. you look away before introducing yourself as if he didn't have proof of your existence on his skin. he shakes your hand. the pure electricity you feel reverberates from the tips of your fingers straight to your heart. you carefully tuck the feeling in your back pocket — you will deal with it later. danbi clears her throat and snaps both of you back to reality.

"do you two know each other?" she asks suspiciously.

"you could say that,” he chuckles. “you could even say we're —"

"we were classmates in our senior year of college!" you interject, not wanting a single soul to know about your entanglement. beomgyu doesn't shoot down your little charade though, he just softly smiles as if watching a show and you hate him for it.

"classmates... oh that makes sense. wait, didn't you meet soobin that same year?"

"soobin?" beomgyu asks.

"her fiancé!" she says. almost robotically, you raise your left hand and show him your ring. you don't know why you do this. maybe to prove that you're doing just fine without him? you don't know, really. you don't want to know.

beomgyu doesn't seem surprised in the slightest. his eyes linger on your ring for a moment too long, but that could just be in your head. what you don't know is that he knew soobin had proposed the exact moment you did. if he didn't figure it out from the peace you felt and just how in love with soobin you really are, he would've found out from your instagram, anyway. as it stands, he feels the love you have for soobin every day and it's enough to make him want to swallow himself whole.

"you're engaged now? congratulations."

"what about you, beomgyu? are you seeing anyone?" danbi asks shamelessly. you don't intend for your ears to perk up at this, but they most certainly do.

"me? no, nothing like that," he says.

"that sounds about right," you mumble bitterly.

"what was that?" danbi asks. you want to astral project and wring your own neck right about now, but instead you settle for:

"oh, it's nothing. beomgyu just isn't the settling type," you shrug, feigning innocence.

"i'd settle for the right person," he says pointedly. you almost want to laugh at that, but you won't deny that deep down, it still kind of hurts. he had effectively stomped on your heart — on your sincerity — and the flippancy with which he says he would be with the right person cuts deep. you almost wonder if he means to hurt you even more than he already has, but that would imply he cares enough to hurt you in the first place. you won't delude yourself into thinking you could hold space in his heart. not anymore, anyway.

"there's someone for everyone," you say plainly, hoping to end the conversation there.

"yeah, no kidding," she says, wiggling her fingers as her cobalt blue seal sits perfectly on the back of her hand. "know anybody with this seal?" she asks beomgyu.

"i do not," he says with a polite smile.

"oh well, having a soulmate doesn't mean you have to be with them," she hints.

"i don't know, i think having a seal is pretty definite," he shrugs, and you wonder how and why the conversation has turned so serious. you feel like he's just bullshitting her so she'll stop hitting on him, but the callousness with which he speaks about fate when he did what he did still stings. it's like a scab that won't fully heal, and he's picking away at it with each and every word. you want to knock on his head and see exactly what the fuck is going on in there, but instead, you sit in silence.

"oh no, it's time for our meeting! it was nice talking to you, beomgyu! i hope we can talk more in the future," danbi says.

"same to you," he answers noncommittally.

the meeting is awkward, to say the least. you can't get beomgyu's words out of your head to the point where you don't even feel his gaze searing into you. if it's not awkward enough as it is — and it is — your boss, sooyoung, has the bright idea to pair people from the opposing branches together to build company morale and break the ice.

you already know who will be your partner, because of course he will be, but that doesn't mean that you're still hoping beyond hope that you're wrong. you are not. when sooyoung calls your name and beomgyu's shortly thereafter, you want to drop to your knees and yell at the universe to stop tormenting you, but you do nothing of the sort and give a terse smile instead. beomgyu's expression is, again, unreadable. you have to wonder how much he hates the idea of being paired up with you, but you try not to dwell on it.

beomgyu is, of course, not disappointed. he's the farthest thing from disappointed, to be clear. his heart almost jumps out of his chest when he hears that you'll be paired together, but he keeps a lid on his emotions. he kind of knew that you'd be his partner, but he's still ecstatic. if fate wants to bind you together, he won't do a thing to stop it. not anymore. as you're walking around the building and showing beomgyu around, you try to keep conversation simple and clean, but he seems hellbent on making you uncomfortable when he asks you how you've been.

"good, i guess," you reply. he wants you to ask how he's been doing so he can tell you just how bad it's been for him. he wants to tell you how much he regrets throwing away your heart when you held it out for him all those years ago and how he didn't know that he'd end up feeling every bit of happiness you have. he's aching to tell you how much he aches, how much he yearns. the words are on the tip of his tongue, but you don't ask. you just show him where the fucking copy room is.

you come home from work looking more haggard than you have in a long, long time.

"hey, baby," soobin croons as you slip your shoes off and sigh.

"hi," you say. he can sense your tension immediately.

"what's wrong, my love?"

"you'll never believe who my new coworker is," you say, cutting straight to the point.

"beomgyu?"

"what the hell?" you giggle in disbelief. "how'd you know?"

"easy, there's only one person who could tire you out like this," he says with a shrug.

"not true. you tire me out like this too," you say suggestively, kissing his neck, earning a blush from the boy. "i'm sorry, i know us working together must make you uncomfortable."

"hey, what did we say about you apologizing for things that aren't your fault?"

"i know, i just hate that he's back in my life."

"i'm okay with it. it's just work, after all. as long as you don't leave me for him," he jokes, but there's a slight edge to his voice only you would notice.

"never. i love you and only you," you say, grabbing his big hand and placing it in yours.

"i believe you."

"well, that was easy," you smile. "i mean every word." you place your head on his shoulder and you want to stay like this forever. just you and him in your own little world, no one else.

interactions with beomgyu stay cordial and distant, though not for lack of trying on his part. he asks what you've been up to, if you've heard of certain bands and songs, if you miss your college days at all, and by extension, if you miss him too. he already knows that you don't, if the contentment you've felt for the past 4 years is any indication of your state of mind, but that doesn't change the fact that he wants to ask.

you want to know what game he's playing at. he had told you in no uncertain terms that he did not want anything to do with you, but it feels like he's just fucking with you at this point. his kindness feels a lot deeper than mere coworker cordiality, but you can't pinpoint any one comment as inappropriate, so you can't very well blow up on him and ask what his problem is. that doesn't change the fact that you want to, though. you want to ask why he's so damn calm and why you can't get a read on his intentions. you almost wonder if he's just trying to be friends again, but that seems extremely cruel of him after what he did to you. you don't want to believe that he'd jump through the hoops he's jumping through just to rekindle a friendship that was doomed from the start, but what else could it possibly be? honestly? it doesn't even matter to you, or it shouldn't, anyway. he made his choice all those years ago, and you'll let him live with it forever.

beomgyu doesn’t want to live with it. he thinks he’s lived with it for long enough, actually. when you brush off his advances, parts of his heart he didn’t even know still existed die. it’s throbbing so hard at this moment, as he listens to you talk to soobin on the phone while you’re stuck in the same elevator, that it actually feels numb. he doesn’t quite catch what soobin says to you, but he does catch your laugh that he’s missed so damn much in response to it.

“mmm,” you hum. “i love you, too. i’ll see you soon, okay? mhmm, bye.”

he wishes your dopey smile would drop after the call, but it doesn’t. he thinks you’re actually fucking humming under your breath, – that’s how happy you are. he feels familiar pains in his chest and watches your expression for a semblance of a reaction, but you remain perfectly unfazed. you barely even seem to notice that he’s in the same elevator as him, actually. he clears his throat and waits for you to glance his way, but you never do. you just keep humming a tune he wish he knew.

it starts off negligibly. first, you watch soobin as he sometimes sits dazedly, even during conversation. your attempts to pull him back to you are futile, but you give it a good, honest try anyway. second, he's working overtime, needlessly so. it's like he's trying to work himself to death. when asked, he shrugs it off and says he's busy. third, and most notably, he's colder than he's ever been, resisting your advances on him. his kisses are fleeting and you feel his hesitation when you suggest doing something more, so you don't push. things stay in this odd sense of limbo for a week or so before you finally can't take it anymore.

"what's wrong, baby?" you ask one night on the loveseat you share, unable to take how indifferent he's been lately.

"nothing, babe. i'm just tired these days," smiling weakly. you can understand that, you think. seeing beomgyu every day has worn you out. you're ready to accept his explanation as his fingers lace with yours and you can feel yourself calming down before the anxiety comes back full force — he isn't gently rubbing his thumb across yours the way he usually does.

you can feel him slipping away and you don't know why, but you have a guess you don't dare to vocalize.

"do you not love me anymore?" you try.

"what? no," he dismisses.

"why are you doing this then? it feels like you're pushing me away and you won't tell me why. how can we fix it if you won't communicate with me?" and your voice is even weaker than you thought it would be.

"i'm not trying to do anything!" he snaps and you wince. he immediately looks sorrier than you've ever seen him.

"listen, i love you, i really do. i-i just... i'm not in love with you anymore." the silence is excruciating — almost as excruciating as the pain in your heart. your fingers unlace with his and you immediately regret it. your next question is quiet, so quiet it's almost inaudible, but he hears it all the same.

"you met her, didn't you? your soulmate, i mean." he takes a sharp breath and hangs his head in shame.

"i did. i'm sorry — i thought i could hold onto you, but i just can't anymore. i'm in love with everything about her. just thinking about not having her in my life makes me sick." you feel like you just got punched in the stomach.

"what about me? what about us?" you gesture to nothing in particular, but it encapsulates everything from your ring, to your apartment, to the house you're planning to build together. to the life he promised you and you to him.

"i'm so sorry. i love you. you know i love you. i used to wish my soulmate was you, but i finally understand it can't be anybody else. when i look at you, all i can see is her." your body freezes as if you're a deer in headlights. you're so tense you feel like if you move you'll snap in two. eventually, you're able to squeeze out a simple nod.

"you know, even after everything you just said to me," you pause, "i still wish it was you. i just hoped you'd love me enough to feel the same."

"i know," he says, voice choking on tears. "i know."

his leaving comes naturally. no dramatics, no fighting. you come home from work the next day and it's like he's never even been there. the bed you shared feels empty. at night, you find yourself reaching for him and your arms fall flat against the cold sheets where he used to be.

notes pt. 2: sorry ;-; i know it's kind of sudden but i've been racking my brain trying to think of how else to put it and it's making my head hurt. if u don't like it i'm sorry 😭 editing this to say there will be another part :* maybe even 2 more parts actually

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anxious-witch · 5 months

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Sooo, since like, literally three people asked(like I need more enabling lmao) here is a drabble/snippet from poly!JO soulmate au from August. It isn't finished and kinda a kess so read at your own risk, definitely not up to my usual quality.

Tw for alcohol, vomiting, character's drink being spiked (if I forgot anything, please let me know)

Bojan was born with four stripes on his stomach. Yellow, red, purple and blue. It reminded him of a mini rainbow. When he was little he used to trace them. Wondering how it related to his soulmate.

His parents seemed reluctant to tell him. And Bojan didn't understand. Not until his sister pulled him aside one day before he started school and explained. Soulmate marks indicated something about his soulmate, but his was special. Bojan remembered that she specifically used the word special.

Not weird, not odd. Special.

She said that since his has more than one color, it probably means more than one soulmate. That there was nothing wrong eith that, but that he had to be careful since not everyone would understand.

She told him it was easy enough to cover with clothes, but in case he needed to, she showed him how to hide it with makeup.

Bojan hadn't been seven for awhile now. He was twenty four and he understood much, much better why his sister was so careful about all of it. At best, people with multiple marks were looked down upon. And Bojan didn't always have the best of luck, either.

He wished he could say that the reason he wanted to convince Kris to join the band was purely because of talent. Not that Kris wasn't extremly talented because he was. Bojan was already laying groundwork to ask him to join. And then Kris tied his hair back in a ponytail, revealing his soulmark.

Four stripes. Red, pink, purple and blue. Perfectly lined up.

Bojan had to swallow past the lump in his throat. Found one of you.

He didn't want Kris to join the band because of that thiugh. So instead he did his best to charm him. Teasing and laughing and promising. Kris agreed, under the condition that Jan may join too.

"He is my best friend and my soulmate. I am not going anywhere without him."

How could have Bojan refused?

Kris and Jan were polar opposites that somehow managed to work in perfect harmony. Kris charmed you with his cute laugh and politeness, while Jan disarmed you with flirting and downright filthy things he could say with a straight face.

Bojan planned on telling them about his mark. He really did. It was just that everytime he tried, fear of rejection wrapped itself over his chest.

What if they didn't want him? What if it would make things weird?

He was a coward. He knew as much. He just couldn't bring himself to tell them.

His mark ached sometimes. Especially when he saw how gently Jan would kiss the mark on Kris's neck, or Kris wrapping his fingers around the one on Jan's wrist.

Jan made it worse with the way he wore his so openly. Like a badge of honor. Bojan suggested him to put a bracelet or some makeup on it once, to hide it.

He remembered Jan's fury to this day.

"What, do you have something against it? Do you think I should be fucking ashamed of my soulmates?"

Bojan took a step back, raising his hands in a placating gesture.

"No, of course not...I just think it might be wise not to show it off. People get beaten up for less. I don't want to see you hurt."

Jan looked at him for one very long moment. Bojan felt like he was being carved from inside out and examined.

"Let me worry about that. What business of yours is that, anyway?"

Bojan's mark pulsed under his shirt. He resisted the urge to rub the pain away. He shrugged.

"None."

They never spoke of it again. Years passed and Bojan got used to the yearing that came with being so close and yet so far.

And then Jure came along. Bojan was still sad because of Matic leaving. That's the only excuse he had for not noticing Jure's mark sooner.

It came to a head during summer vacation. Jure joined them at the pool. And on his leg, just under his knee, was a mark. Four strips. Yellow, pink, red and purple.

Bojan heard Kris gasp from somewhere far away. His own mark throbbed underneath the band aid he put on. The lie he said was that he had a scar from surgery that he didn't want to show. Jan teased him for being vain, but no one ever questioned it.

He and Martin exchanged a glance. Silently agreeing to leave and give them a moment. If Bojan's heart felt heavy or his mark burned, knowing he belonged there too, well. That was only for him to know.

Bojan was running out of excuses. Jure made a perfect new addition to Kris and Jan. While they certainly took some time to find a way to navigate a new configuration, they did work it out. Sometimes Bojan was so jealous he could taste it.

Which usually meant he got hammered and left with the first person who wanted to take him home and fuck him.

Other times, he just got hammered and called Luka through Skype. Luka who'd cursed him out and scolded him for being an idiot, but would still try and get him to take care of himself. Made sure he drank water and had a bucket nearby.

That was probably more than he deserved.

"So let me get this straight. Three of your soulmates recently got together. Which disproved your theory about them not wanting you because they are monogamous. Shocker, really. And instead of telling them now, you got hammer."

Bojan raised a finger in the air.

"And made out with a girl at the party in front of them."

Luka pinched his nose. He took a deep breath.

"And made out with a girl in front of them. Great! Lovely! What's the next step in your brilliant, self-destructive plan?"

Bojan shrugged. Luka sighed again.

"You are a menace. But you are also my friend. Which means I want you to be a happy menace. Please tell them."

"I'll think about it."

Luka shook his head and looked at him sadly.

"Sure you will."

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He didn't end up telling them. In his defense, he really was preoccupied. Few days later, Martin told him he was leaving the band to concentrate on finishing college.

Bojan grieved the loss of another friend, as ridiculous as it sounded. While Kris and Jan loved Martin as well, it was different. They had each other and Jure now.

So Bojan arranged everything for Martin's last concert with them. And looked for the replacement. Which was how he found Nace.

Bringing Jan along was his first mistake. Perhaps if he hadn't it could have been avoided.

Nace fit into the criteria to perfectly replace Martin on stage. Jure even joked they looked similar enough that fans won't even notice the difference. Bojan would, though. He wasn't only losing a friend who he worked with since the beginning, but also his last line of defense.

His mark ached harder than before ever since Jure joined in.

He and Jan interviewed Nace and it was all going well. Bojan was finally starting to relax, realizing Nace would be a good fit. He was responsible, but knew how to joke still. They did need someone to keep them in check on occasion. And Nace didn't drink. His guitar skills were amazing too. All in all, perfect.

Up until he took off his leather jacket and stayed only in short sleeves. Showing off a soulmark on his right biceps.

Four stripes. Yellow, pink, red and blue. Bojan froze.

"Nace," Jan said, sounding almost breathless, "is that your soulmark?"

Nace looked at him in confusion. Jan raised his hand to show off his wrist and Nace's eyes widened.

"You are-"

"Yes. And I have found the other two. You are the forth."

Bojan felt like he was watching a private moment. Nace seems to be at a loss on what to say, simply looking at Jan like he was a miracle.

"So...only one remains."

A lump formed in Bojan's throat. His mark burned viciously. As if it was screaming: I am here! Bojan got up.

"I'll leave you to settle...um. This. I think we can conclude Nace is a good fit by what was said already anyway. Have fun."

Jan's heavy gaze followed him until he took a turn in the alley, away from the view of the café.

The next few weeks were torture. Watching them was torture. The way they all balanced each other perfectly. Jure's jokes and pranks contrasted Nace's mature, thought out responses. Kris' anxious energy was match by Jan's always relaxed state. They mixed and matched and still-

God, his mark burned. Bojan had too many moments where he had to excuse hinself and just breathe. Will the pain away.

They were all there. Missing only one puzzle piece. All he had to do was go there and tell them. Just-

"Bojan?" Nace gently called out, startling him.

He turned from where he was leaning on the sink in the kitch to face him. Nace was always so measured in his movements, in his words. He told that that was because he used to be wild in his teenage years. He appriciated measured, gebtle approach a lot more now.

"Sorry, I got lost in thought. Did you need something?"

"I just wanted to talk to you, if you have a minute?"

Bojan shrugged, even as his defense mechanisms rose up. Did he know? How would he have even realized? No. Impossible.

"Sure. Shoot."

Nace's gaze traveled over his face and Bojan had the urge to squirm. All of them were attractive of course, but Nace and Jan had this odd ability to make him feel like they knew all his secrets. Bojan didn't have time to unpack why he was bith terrified and attracted to the feeling.

"I know this whole thing can't be easy for you. With all of us being bonded, you must feel left out. And I am sorry if I contributed to that by joining the band."

Bojan bit his lip. Oh. That was so thoughtful. He felt even more guilty about lying now.

"It's not your fault. And I'm-I'm glad you guys found each other. It just gets a bit...much, sometimes."

Nace nodded.

"I can imagine. Kris told me you haven't found your own match yet, so it must be doubly hard for you."

God. He could just tell him. Bojan opened his mouth.

"Nace I-"

"Nace!"

Jure came running, to show Nace a very specific cat video. It broke their moment and Bojan's sudden bravery disappeared.

He didn't tell him.

Which was why he ended up at the bar again. This time, without any of them around. He chatted up a guy who vaguely reminded him of Nace. Accidentally of course.

It tricked his brain into feeling safe. So Bojan wasn't watching his drink as attentively as he should have.

He only realized his mistake when the room started to spin. Panic gripped him. If he went to the bathroom, he was going to show he was suspicious. But what could he do?

Now, Bojan will admit he wasn't someone who ever studied the soulmate bond. But even he knew about it. In theory. He tried to block in out of his mind most of the timez terrified of exposing himself.

But in his panic and confusion, he found it. He could feel faint flashes of what the other four felt. And he, idiotically, pushed all his fear and panic through the bond.

The closest way to describe the feeling was smashing the fire alarm.

Suddenly he could feel all of them. As if they they were reaching out to him. Jan's fierce protectiveness, Kris gentle reassurance. Jure's playfulness was there, even with his worry. And Nace was a warm, stable presence of comfort.

Bojan's phone rang. The guy he was drinking with seemed annoyed, but it gave him an excuse to step away and answer the phone.

He managed to make it out of the club, to the fresh, cold air.

"Hello?"

"Bojan, where are you?"

Jan's voice was sharp and urgent. It immediately brought tears to Bojan's eyes.

"At the bar near my apartment. I'm sorry I-I think the guy put something in my drink. Everything is kind of spinning and I swear I only had one drink! Jan, I'm scared."

He heard Jan swearing at the other end, and there was such an intense wave of protectivness that came through the bond that Bojan felt like it wrapped around him.

"It's okay. We are coming to get you. I will give Kris the phone now, okay? Stay on the line."

"Okay."

He sat on the ground, to get the spinning under control. He was so tired.

"Bojan? Can you hear me?"

"Kris," he sighed contentedly.

Kris had such a nice, soothing voice. Bojan wanted to fall asleep to him talking.

"Yes, it's me. Can you tell me how are you feeling?"

Bojan hummed, thoughtful. Woth everything they were feeling, it was hard to pinpoint how he felt.

"Tired. Kinda sick? Not like I'll throw up but like I didn't eat something right. And everything is still spinning."

Kris kept talking to him and asking him irrelevant questions just to keep him on the line. Bojan fought against drifting off, but it became harder.

"Kris," he whined, "I am so tired."

He gently shushed him.

"I know sweetheart. Just a bit longer. We'll be there in a minute."

The rest was a blur. He remembered them picking him up and driving him home, but drugs made everything hazy. Last thing he remembered was being put to bed and then everything going dark.

#my writing #poly!jo #poly!jo soulmate au #joker out #I have zero excuse for this one

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This wasn't asked for because nobody in their right mind would ask for this but this is a fic rec list of fics I cannot stop rereading

Just started yet another reread of Inimitable Verse by deniigiq and I fully plan on rereading their into the multiverse series which occasionally crosses over also - this is a Spider-Man/team red focused series, think comics canon infused early mcu-spidey since only homecoming had come out for a non substantial amount of time they were working on the series and the daredevil stuff is explicitly tv show AND comics. Also the multiverse series is how I got into Murderdock and therefore how I got into Spider Gwen

Unpretty's Sorrowful And Immaculate Hearts series which is just a loosely interconnected series of DC fics. My personal favorites are Empty Graves, in which Martha Kent keeps killing time travelers trying to kill baby! Clark; any of their clois fics but especially Third Wheel; and Anti-Social, which is a social media fic mostly about Tim and Bruce that made me cry laughing. Catch Bruce trying to get Walmart's employees to unionize. Also shout out to unpretty's only fic with Jason in it, it looks awesome but is tragically incomplete

This particular Reverse Robin AU which put in the work to reverse every single younger generation and is chef's kiss I LOVE this version of Tim he's wild

Both of Shoalsea's fics are in constant rotation for me I talk about Into The Brighter Night all the time in the tags of reblogs and stuff it truly lives in my head rent free. Anyway Tim gets kidnapped by aliens and the batfam have to watch as yj98 saves him and it's angsty and funny and such a good take on what could have been if the new 52 hadn't happened. And Compassion Builds No House is about Tim and Pru from Red Robin. Ugh they're both so good

Speaking of Clois (I did you've just forgotten this by now) brilliant (like a confession) by kathkin (penny-anna on the hellsite) is so fucking good I'm. Okay. Anyway it'll be listed as inspiration if/when I finally post my two person love triangle fic for them

I'm too anxious to catch up on this before it's done but jumble sale chic is hands down the best spideydevil fic series despite and because of the omegaverse

Make A Little Birdhouse In Your Soul is my favorite take on Jason, period, and has a lot of fantastic Damian stuff going on too. It's updating every few weeks still! Sometimes more often! I love you bacondoughnut it's me JustGail the person who will not stop commenting on your fic you're stuck with me forever

I lied above Rumspringa Murderdock is what got me into Murderdock but that series is second place. I found this one while scrolling through the tv show's mattfoggy tag, thinking I was safe

Speaking of Murderdock mattfoggy, The Lawyer All the Wickedness was written early on in spider-gwen's history and so diverges from canon really early in ways that I think are super interesting and creative

Oh also straight on 'til morning by merils (Tumblr url mamawasatesttube) does SUCH a great job unpacking Kon's trauma and building up healthy relationships around him including a budding timkon romance and yeah it makes me sad and happy at the same time

We're getting into poisonivory territory so just trust if you like the pairing and poisonivory is writing it you'll like it. Ok rapidfire

Like A Handprint On My Heart mattfoggy soulmate au with a twist

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? Damijon future fic/au. Jon came back from the future when both of them were 19. Demisexual!Damian at its best. Damian's terrified of being abandoned by Jon again and it made my heart hurt

I feel like I've already recommended every JayRoy fic by poisonivory and genuinely I do reread them all, sometimes in order of publication if I'm in a particular mood. Maybe the one I've read most though is I've Got the Feeling You're the Right Thing After All which is about Roy and Jason starting a fwb thing while Roy still harbors old feelings for Dick. Can't see anything going wrong here lmao

Mmm this post is long enough so I'll leave it at just superhero fic for now but I do in fact have the ability to do a whole post just for the Witcher or Leverage so I might do that. Anyway thanks for following me on yet another burst of insanity it will happen again

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reallyromealone · 8 months

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Constance Lefour x male reader

Soulmate au

This fandom doesn't exist yet

Think of it as marketing lmao

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

(name) looked wide eyed as he glanced out the air ships window, the Amethyst city: Oraculum. The massive city peaking from the clouds, built from the mountains.

Grand gothic stone buildings surrounding the large castle like building carved from the side of Mount Ilfred and a large violet crystal floating on a large spire, connected from two points shaped like a moon, the deepslate castle having old detailed carvings and stained glass windows of the capitals inception and newer editions from the war.

It was loud and bustling as people of all kinds stepped off the airships from places far and wide, (name) held onto his suitcase as the sound of bells and whistles for people to board could be heard, ships refilling on anything needed and loud chatter. His feet stepped against the old cobblestone as he followed the crowd to customs, standing in line as security checked luggage.

They were imposing, navy garrison uniforms with golden embellishments.

"Next" (name) broke from his thoughts as he stumbled to the guard and set his briefcase on the old oak table "name and country of Origin" he said simply and (name) some nervously "(name) (lastname) and I'm from Froja" he said and the guard glared slightly and mumbled something under his breath along the lines of 'end time bastards' and (name) kept quiet about it.

It had been two hundred years yet the world was still recovering from the war, the country of Froja wanting to harness the planets core to power everything and anything though it's methods were less than great, slowly killing the planet till it was ended by the country of skyla; a nation that was torn from the planet by his countries wrong doings.

When the officer was finished (name) scurried out, uncomfortable at the situation

Glancing around be looked for signs of his friend, grinning when he spotted him smoking off to the side "you know that'll kill ya one day right?" He teased as toddy glanced at him groggily, ash Grey eyes peaking from his dark lashes as his messy curly strawberry blonde hair pulled up in a bun, his eye bags present "I'm here to have a good time, not worry about those things" (name) always admired toddy, the man never worried.

The two walked through the bustling dock onto the streets as (name) took in the city before him, townhouses and shop houses filling the streets, colorful and vibrant as vendors and shoppers alike entered and exited, being the magic hub of the world many stores were magic relatedToddy walked to a Grimoire shop and pulled out keys, unlocking the side door leading to the upstairs apartments and (name) looked curious "my my, throwing a party are we?" A voice chimed out and (name) glanced to see a pretty man with ivory white hair that fell to mid back, straight and soft looking, His Almond skin a stark contrast to it all. He was tall and lean, a black turtle neck and fitted slacks with nice looking loafers. "Hardly, (name) this is my neighbor Constance Lefour, Constance this is my close friend (name) (last name)"

"Opposites really do become good friends... friends with this sleepy bum" Constance teased at Toddys messy clothes, the teachers dress shirt always dishevelled and sleeves rolled up to show off his tattoos "Maybe I should get a roommate.." Constance said with false thought and Toddy snorted at the concept "please, you would probably tell them of their deaths with unsolicited fortunes"

"Never hurts to know when it will all end, makes one value life a bit more, you all have such little time" he spoke as if he and everyone else was different.

He was a weird pretty man.

Constance walked off without another word and Toddy rolled his eyes "accept a fortune at your own risk, he tends to get strange with them" Toddy remarked and (name) nodded "he seems like quite the character" he joked and Toddy huffed playfully"that barely covers him as a person"

"I have another neighbor, she runs the shop downstairs, she joins me for dinner or Constance as she's legally not allowed to cook" he explained and (name) raised an eyebrow "why?"

"She can't cook for shit, she almost burned the building down a few times so she's been banned as it's seen as a safety hazard"

"Fascinating"

"Also if you see a Siamese cat, don't give him food that's Winston and he already tricks like four people"

These folks seemed strange but the fondness in Toddys voice proved they were dear friends to him.

(Name)s belongings arrived a week prior, the man spending his time unpacking his room while Toddy took a nap, the man never getting enough sleep as long as he knew him.

"Thanks again... I really should get a new one" Moira said sheepishly as milsha helped a familiar get dressed for his adoption, Harold dressed in his best for a farmer just outside the capital.

"It's no problem! So what do you guys even do here?" (Name) asked as a group of angry hamsters stomped around squeaking angrily, he had never seen hamsters with mullets before but it was a first for everything he supposed.

"Ah! We help the spirits of forgotten pets start a new life as familiars for witches/warlocks and wizards! Petcrpmancy if you will!" She said cheerfully and (name) looked wide eyed "that's an incredibly noble of you two to do, I'm sure they will all find good homes" he said as a dodo bird in armor challenged a broom to a duel.

"Well I best be going, good luck Harold" (name) said and the cat looked happy as the necromancers bid their farewells.

(Name) explored the city a bit more, it was way different that back home as the sun shone high almost blindingly "oh? We meet again" a familiar voice rang clear and (name) looked to see none other than Constance flipping a shop sign to open and (name) looked at the old shop sign "Constance' magic Bazaar" "that's correct, anything and everything is sold here~"

"Fascinating, got any plant keeping grimoires?"

"Ah trying to save those poor plants from toddy Dearest?" Constance teased as they walked into the chaotic store, truly he had everything as items stacked everywhere and tagged messily.

Constance seemed to know where everything was as (name) looked at all the magical items "would you also like a fortune reading on the house?" He offered as he set the book down on the counter and types numbers into the register "50,000 Gūya" he said simply as he rested his chin in his hand, resting on the old mahogany counter as (name) paid with his Holo-com, a device that truly showed the mix of magic and Machina.

"Sure, why not" he said and Constanc practically beamed at this his honey eyes dancing with joy as he cracked his fingers, pulling a note pad and a pen, drawing sigils on it "projection magic?"

"Don't you want to see it?"

Constance spoke some encantations as he took (name)s hands and placed it on the paper "fortetīo" he said simply and removed the others hand from the paper as it set itself on fire, light projecting from it.

"What kind of fortune is it?"

"A love one"

(Name) Raised an eye brow and Constance shrugged playfully "I'm a sucker for romance~"

The two watched the fortune of (name) waiting at a table in black and white dressed in a suit and looked happy when he noticed.... Constance walk into frame?

"Well then"

"My my, never thought this is how I would meet my beloved, been so long I thought I didn't have one ~"

"Why's that?"

"Don't worry about it"

Toddy sipped his tea tiredly as he took it in "good luck" he said exhausted and (name) smiled sheepishly as Constance fixed his hair up, always trying to get Toddy to look less like he rolled out of bed "I promise to return him by eleven~" he teased and Toddy rolled his eyes "you better, he starts work tomorrow"

#x male reader #x reader #xreader #xmale reader #Constance lefour x reader #Constance lefour x male reader #familiar friends x reader #familiar friends x male reader

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satancopilotsmytardis · 2 months

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i haven't delved into bonded much, soulmate aus are hit or miss for me, but dabi and bakugo brought me to tears. Bakugo is so damn observant and always on edge, it's really comforting to see how dabi just gives and takes as the conversation demands. It was honestly a relief to see Baku withdrawing from the league, bc it meant he was prioritizing himself more. Letting himself have an out so he could try again when he felt like it.

oh god Bakugo hinting he wants to train to near-death against the league???? Maybe purposefully reliving trauma to make up his mind?? Fuck no

"Because I'm not going to let you hurt yourself!"

"I have been there, kid." He pulls a staple, it lets him take a breath. "I have been desperate to be better, to be seen, and to not let the things that hurt me hold me back. I damn near died trying to move past that, and when I couldn't I decided I was going to take everything out in a blaze of glory with me. It wouldn't have been worth it."

"it wouldn't have been worth it" I am SOBBING what a conversation to have first thing in the morning. Felt so cathartic tho

speaking of cathartic. Dabis meltdown. Dabs asking his dad to meet him at sekoto again is fuckin melodramatic as hell and I love it, but WOW he needs to take his own advice about reliving shit

the cuddle party got me straight in the heart. I'm so glad the kings of repression finally got blunt and vulnerable confirmation that dabs cares for him, and Baku realizes he doesn't like seeing him hurting

"Doesn't stop him from being the first one up and making a traditional Japanese breakfast for them. With fish." motherfucker LMAO

fuck when baku didn't get a mark for Shoto I felt my stomach drop. Can't imagine how poorly that would've gone without dabi

"it's not very common for people their age to get romantic soulmarks like this. Usually takes longer for people to work themselves out enough to be ready to have a bond like this." Yeah that probably explains Baku's dilemma

I can't find the direct quote but it was something about how Bakugo has a sharper edge than his classmates, and the league doesn't even flinch at it. I fuckin melt over stuff like that. He's been called villainous way too much, and even though he'll probably never forget what they've done, I hope he finds a way to be comfortable with that part of himself through being pals with them

I'm feral, Bakugo is literally my favorite part of the Bonded series, his relationship with Dabi, the League, and Toga are so near and dear to my heart! There's just so much of people trying to be better and healing and how forgiveness and understanding look when there's so much baggage on either side of a dynamic I'm just

Concluding Bakugo's story is the major thing that keeps me invested in Bonded, he deserves the world! Thank you for commenting!

#and more trauma but that's for later #tanco speaks #ask #asks

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😍 and 🥰 for the fic ask game please 🙏

Thanks for the ask, pal!! I very much enjoyed writing this kiss in Cats & Dogs. I always love Dick instinctively taking charge, even when he's inexperienced. He's bossy lmao

The silence in Dick’s room was heavy, pressing at him. Nix had thought Dick was asleep; it was too dim to see if his eyes were open and Dick’s breathing had been too quiet to tell how even it was. But then Dick had shifted in a rustle of cloth, lifting his arm to uncurl the blanket he was buried under, with a mumbled, Oh good, you’re back. Late night at the office? Nix had crossed the room in what felt like two single strides, a sweet ache stinging under his breastbone. He’d been under the blanket and tucked against Dick’s warm chest in another heartbeat, and – before he could stop himself, feeling a little bit like he was throwing himself out of his stick without a chute – he'd crushed his mouth against his best friend’s. For a beat, Dick hadn’t moved. Then – thank God – he’d responded with a soft noise of surprise and then instinctively taken charge. He’d rolled Nix onto his back to kiss him hard and urgently, until Nix saw stars. He’d pulled back an inch so they could both breathe, and Nix had found himself laughing, a bubbling amazement spilling from him that he couldn't contain. He’d snaked his arms around Dick's waist and pulled him closer, pressing his forehead against Dick’s, feeling the warmth of his breath mingling with his own, wishing they could melt and merge together, because even as different as they were, they'd always felt like two halves of one whole being.

And again I really don't write much straight up fluff haha but I have a little soulmate au thing I was thinking about writing for the HE exchange and ended up not going with for the final fic.

Nix's hands and palms were torn up from his landing and his mad scramble up the tree to set the signal for the other troopers. They throbbed in unison with all his other varied aches and pains as he joined up with the rest of the 101st at the rendezvous point, and all through the long hours until he finally spotted Dick from his perch atop the rumbling tank. A wide grin split his face as a wave of relief washed over him, even from this far away. He could feel the soothing pulse of Dick's presence even before he reached down to clasp his hand and haul him up beside him. It always felt like a strangely warm internal itch when scrapes and scratches started knitting themselves together when Dick got close enough. Dick had his own bruises and scrapes—not to mention the exhaustion that the proximity eased too—and Nix was glad to know he could help without even trying, just by being there beside him. Thank Christ they'd both made the jump. He shifted his knee and pressed his thigh against Dick's more firmly, feeling the gentle ebb of the healing both ways. There was still work to do today, but at least they were together. When he looked down at his hands again, the scraped-up flesh had healed pink and healthy and new.

Ask me about my WIPs/published works here!

#jessi writes #jessi talks #WIP ask game #band of brothers #winnix #lewis nixon #dick winters

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threehuskiesinatrenchcoat · 1 year

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GUESS WHO‘S BACK! BACK AGAIN! i never rly left but let’s ignore that

I‘ve got an order for a uuuuuh dead bird soulmate au! Anyone order a soulmate au? No? Well shit, it’s here now and I‘m not taking it back.

There‘re honestly so many possibilities with soulmate aus and I love them to bits! Also, there doesn’t exist one for them yet? Couldn’t let that stand. So this one is based on "whatever u write on your skin shows up on your soulmate‘s skin as well" and as tradition demands it, I shall send it to u first! afterwards ao3 obviously lmao also enjoy!! loved talking about this with u

Alejandro slowly rolled his sleeve up. Another little note had appeared while they were busting a cartel house, the slight tingle of the letters being written alerting him to it. By now he knew how to not let himself get distracted by it, but he had been looking forward to reading the message for the rest of the mission. The script was slightly loopy with letters smashed together the faster his soulmate wrote.

He traced the lines on his arm, taking his time reading the message. It was just a simple update on life, some annoying employer demanding they compensate him for a job they weren’t at fault for botching. He’d be incredibly busy the next few weeks. Alejandro smiled ruefully and picked up a pen, choosing his words carefully. They were both right handed, so their left arm got a bit crowded at times, but after an incident with a note being written on his leg, making Phillip stumble and fall into a creek when they were younger, they agreed to limit themselves to their arms.

At times he mourned the distance between them, his soulmate being American wasn’t as bad compared to some he knew were continents apart, but being in the Mexican Special Forces made his life and job too dangerous to actually be together. He wouldn’t give up this city, as much as he wanted to meet soulmate.

It was a sore subject between them. Both of them knew the dangers of their work, but Alejandro was willing to die for Las Almas and Phillip definitely didn’t agree on that. The colonel had no delusions about his fate, but sometimes he liked to imagine a future where they both retired together. They could move into his family’s old farmhouse, maybe get some animals like chicken and a dog, waking up in each other’s arms.

When the tank blew up, Alejandro felt as if his heart broke into a million pieces. It hadn’t taken long for him to figure out that Phillip Graves was his Phillip, his soulmate. He thought he‘d be able to tell him after the mission, when everything was over and done. He should’ve known nothing would go as planned, but now, watching his vaqueros putting out the fire still roaring through the metal cage that had once been a tank, surrounded by smoke and stinking of gasoline, he regretted it.

The darkness around him felt almost oppressing. He tossed and turned in bed, thinking about what ifs and should haves. His arm felt weird, a slight tingle on the inside of his arm. Shooting up straight, he fumbled to turn on the lamp on his nightstand and held his arm towards the light. There, shortly under the inside of his elbow, two words were written in loopy handwriting, letters pressed together: "I‘m sorry."

i cannot even begin to explain how much i love you rn im screaming crying throwing up rolling on the floor foaming at the mouth im

i love love love the ending so much and the subtle specifics about his handwriting that tie it in with the beginning

also the mental image of phil landing face first into a creek makes me chuckle. alejandro fucking his shit up ever since they were young

graves complaining about his job i see what you did there 😌

#call of duty #alegraves #alejandro vargas #phillip graves #thtcodposting

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🎇Soulmates🎇Mammon x GN!Reader

Soulmate AU - Each others’ first words to one another are marked on the body

Originally written on Amino in February 2022. Not proofread, just copy and pasted over xx

(I'm not the greatest at writing Mammon, sorry if it sucks lmao)

Word Count: 1382

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Who in their right mind sees someone and goes “Why am I stuck with the human?”

What kind of God-Forsaken being meets someone and says that?

You were always so pissed. Everyone had some sweet gentle words, cute meet-ups, or even something a little funny like a rom-com, but as soon as you turned 18 and the first words that your soulmate will say to you formed on your forearm to read those words, you wanted to punch someone.

Why? Who even says that?

It had been about 2 years since your pesky soulmate’s words were left to mark you until you met them and you would always hide it. People would want to know what it was but you were good at excuses.

“I want it to be something just for me and them,”

“I’m keeping this closer and more personal to me,”

“Sorry, I just prefer not to share,”

“Don’t ask, I don’t want to talk about,”

Were just a variety of statements you would respond with when asked about your markings that you so delicately hid under your sleeves. You weren’t trying to get into the details or deal with the fake reassurances for the people that just pitied you or wanted to talk about how sorry they are for you behind your back. You couldn’t stand it anymore. Whoever the fuck your soulmate is better to be ready to get beaten the fuck up by you when you meet them because why would they ever say that to someone? What kind of first impression is that?

Why in the world would someone be stuck with you anyway? What are you two going to be doing that causes you to be stuck? And why do they want to specify humans for some reason? Why does that matter? Your brain had those thoughts run through your mind all of the time. It was so annoying which caused you to be annoyed almost all of the time.

“Hey, where are you going?” Your roommate asked you as you went to leave your shared apartment.

You looked back to your roommate, “Out.”

“Okay,” Your roommate rolled their eyes. “Out where?”

Your roommate knew you would sometimes go on late-night walks to get the thoughts of your soulmate off your mind. They’d want to join you sometimes, but you’d refuse since their mark was “I knew I’d find you here” which is some shit straight out of a fairytale, fuck that bitch. You tried to get it in their head that it was creepy but due to it being their soulmate, they would just roll their eyes and imagine how romantic it would be when the time came.

You sighed, “I just need to go for a walk, okay?”

They frowned at you. “Call me if you need me.”

You gave a broken smile attempting to pass the appreciation for them not choosing to beck you on any further. You then turned back to the door and started walking.

No destination, just your thoughts. You didn’t like how so many people were awaiting their fairytale loves while you were waiting to beat the shit out of whoever said those words to you. But who on Earth would ever say that to someone?

Well, your first mistake was assuming it was someone on Earth to say that to you.

Before you knew it, the world was shaking around you. You were thinking maybe it was an earthquake but everything else around you seemed to not budge. You were scared, confused, and quickly losing your balance. You decided if you were going to fall, you’d rather fall onto the grass next to you than the sidewalk you were standing on. So you leaned over and let yourself fall onto the grass but your impact felt like anything but grass.

With a loud thud, you find yourself on cold laminate stone. Your body aches so much from the impact that you ignore the fact that there was no longer grass beneath you. The only feeling you could focus on was the pounding of your head. When you stood up you were in a large room where different men stood in front of you.

You didn’t know if it was the state of shock or the fact that your head slammed against hard flooring, but you couldn’t quite process anything that was being said. You were confused and in pain that nothing made sense to you. You were able to make out small responses, small shouts of confusion, but nothing made sense to you at all. You were only finally sent out of this haze when you heard these words.

“Mammon, I’m going to need you to watch over our human exchange student,”

Human exchange student.

Human.

Human?

Human.

“Human?” You questioned under your breath. You went to roll up your sleeve to look at your mark, but before you could a man walked right up to you causing you to turn to him in shock. He looked at you with almost annoyance yet still stared into your eyes.

“Why am I stuck with the human?”

Those words. Those words. It was those words.

Your eyes widened. Taking in the situation. You are a human exchange student in fucking Hell and a damn demon just said the words that were engraved on your arm. The words you dreaded to hear.

Your shoulders slumped and almost in an annoyed and upset whine you muttered the words, “Oh, fuck.”

That’s when the demon in front of you widened his eyes. “What did you just say?” His voice cracked which was immediately followed by him clearing his throat in hopes none of the demons behind him, who you remembered being his brothers, could hear.

“Um, what did YOU just say?” You spat back with sass, almost upset that he was asking. “YOU’RE the one who made me walk around with a mark that called me a HUMAN on it!” You shouted in defense. “Like, who fucking SAYS that?” You continued angrily. “No wonder it said that! You’re not even human! Or on Earth or wherever I am! Oh, fuck you!” You repeatedly shouted at the demon.

Everyone in the room was just staring at you and the demon with wide eyes.

“Mammon?” The one who originally assigned him to you spoke. “Care to explain?”

Mammon quickly threw off his jacket and showed the mark on his arm that read “Oh, fuck.” In return, you rolled up your sleeve to show your mark that read “Why am I stuck with the human?” The people around watching all seemed to widen their eyes at the both of you, except one.

You hear a squeal and the sound of slapping. You and the others in the room then turn to face the prince with his hands slapped on the two sides of his cheeks. “I thought it was a myth!”

“A what?” Everyone spoke in unison to the over-excited ruler.

“The story I always heard as a kid, a powerful demon and a human to be marked as soulmates!” He smiled wide. Soon, another demon squealed.

“Big brother you’re a part of a fairytale!” The demon jumped over to wrap Mammon in a hug.

“Oi,” Mammon groaned at the sudden contact. “Asmo, get off of me!”

“Okay!” Asmo hopped off right away, just to run over to you and tackle you with a hug. “You two are going to be so cute!”

“Hey!” Mammon shouted, pulling Asmo off of you. “Get off of them!”

Asmo just looked at Mammon with a look of awe. “That’s so cute, you’re jealous already!”

“What?” He jumped back, a small tint of pink appearing on his cheeks. “No! Why would I ever feel jealous over this human?”

“Because we’re soulmates, dumbass.” You rolled your eyes. At this point, you had no time to process anything that was happening around you. You were tired.

Mammon continued to choke up and deny any type of emotion towards you or the situation. Of course, he would be slightly jealous, he just met his soulmate and his brother was already jumping all over them.

That night you found yourself laying down in your new bed thinking to yourself.

At least he’s hot.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #mammon obey me #mammon x reader #mammon x mc

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Treacherous (8)

Relationship: Druig x Reader Warnings: angst, fighting, maybe suggestive scenes Summary: Soulmate!AU - Soulmate tattoos are incredibly rare but you’ve never felt really proud to have one. Everyone else around you gushed over it while you found the whole thing ominous and a little inconvenient. Truthfully, you were never really convinced you’d find your other half… That is until a random camping trip leads you to a quaint village run by a dark and brooding man who just so happens to be your soulmate. Stuck in the forest with nothing else to lose, you agree to join his world, his little village, and see if there’s actually love behind the markings. A/N: I apologize this is the only content I rn have to give ksjdfalsjdflj I started a new job and have been trying to adjust but I get so tired after work lmao I'm gonna do better I promise

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You woke up the next morning sore and full of regret. In your fit of rage, you had decided to sleep on the couch, not wanting to even be in the same room as your soulmate. You hadn’t even bothered to change out of your pajamas.

These actions had concerned Druig. You could feel the worry radiating off of him when he finally came back into the house. You made sure to position yourself so your back was facing the door in order to avoid any eye contact or acknowledgment from him. But that hadn’t worked as well as you thought it would, not when you could sense him standing in the doorway watching you.

Thankfully, though, he didn’t say anything, choosing, as you had, to let the situation rest for the night. It maybe wasn’t the smartest given the fact everyone says not to go to bed angry but those people had never been in your shoes. Hell, you didn’t think any pair of soulmates had ever been in your shoes. You were making up the rules as you went.

You weren’t sure how much sleep you actually got. One second you were shutting your eyes, trying to block out your thoughts, and the next you were being awakened by the sound of someone cooking.

It didn’t take long for your tired brain to piece it together. Druig was making breakfast for you. Again. You didn’t know it was possible to feel worse about everything until the smell of fresh coffee hit your nose.

You had straight-out rejected his advancements — advancements you were enjoying — and stormed away like some kind of child yet here he was making you food. You covered your eyes in frustration and let out a low groan.

"You’re awake," Druig commented as food sizzling in a pan filled your senses. He was very monotone with his statement. It made you uneasy.

"You’re cooking," you replied, still facing the couch pillows.

Druig scoffed. "I’m running out of ways to apologize."

Your frowned, suddenly feeling mixed on everything. On one hand, you felt bad about your actions and wanted to apologize, but also… He had been the one to be so forward. Weren’t you upset because of him?

"Apologize?"

Druig let out a vague hum in confirmation. "I scared you. You… You’re so scared nearly all of the time."

Scared? He had called you scared last night but you hadn’t thought much about it given the fact he had you occupied with other things. But now, in the hazy, post-anger glow of it all, you could understand where he was coming from. You were scared — but who wouldn’t be in this situation? There was so much to be scared of, you didn’t think the feeling would ever end. You couldn’t believe he was… Surprised? Offended by this?

"That’s a natural human response," you bit back.

"But I’m your soulmate," he replied, throwing right back the snappy tone you had delivered. "You shouldn’t be scared of me. You should be happy or at least comfortable. You could feel safe, appreciated. Welcomed. I try and I wait and I get… I get to sleep alone, I get pushed away."

That was it for you. You weren’t going to let him throw a pity party. Fueled by the anger that has replenished in your heart, you shoved yourself off the couch and stormed into the kitchen.

"I’m sorry I’m hesitant to just jump in your arms but you have to look at this from my standpoint," you snapped. "I didn’t expect my soulmate to be some recluse that lives in the middle of the Amazon and I sure as shit didn’t expect to have to uproot my life to try to be with them."

Druig’s hand hit the counter in frustration. "But you’re not really trying, are you? There’s something here and we both can feel it yet you — you don’t want to face it." He wasted no time firing right back at you. "I understand you face giving up a lot but we won’t get anywhere if you keep acting like this. Have I truly done anything to force you away? To make you scared?"

He didn’t actually want an answer, that was evident in his tone. His sarcastic, aggravated tone you hated. It was becoming very quick to you that you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Druig’s anger and it wasn’t even a fear thing. It was a sad thing. You just felt…hopeless when your soulmate was upset. It was a sensation you couldn’t control.

“I’ve never felt anything like this towards another person before,” you admitted. "Even the…annoyance I have is overwhelming. It’s… It’s hard to handle so many new things at once." As your words flowed out, a splatter of tears in your eyes made an appearance. "But I think I want to try, I really believe I do."

Druig turned back to the food still simmering on the stove. He was making make fried eggs, over easy, you noticed.

"You think you do?"

"I’m still standing here," you said. "That must mean something."

"It might just mean you can’t navigate your way out of the forest, aye?" He retorted with a scoff, but you knew he didn’t mean that statement, you knew deep in your heart it was just the bitter end of anger talking.

In some form of defeat, you crossed the kitchen so that you two were now standing side by side. But Druig still wasn’t looking away from the food.

"I… I can do better," you said softly, blinking away the remaining tears.

"We’re a pair then, yes?" Druig asked, hesitantly. "Partners?"

"Mates, even," you added with a breathy laugh. Druig matched you with a chuckle of his own. Even a slight smile crept onto his lips.

"I’m sorry for being so harsh," he eventually muttered. "It is just that… Since you waltzed into my village, what I have felt for you has been consuming, exciting. I may not have been able to show it in the best of ways and to see you struggling with our bond…it’s all so heartbreaking. But I should’ve been fairer to you. I don’t realize what you have left behind, I just want to make right now good for you — the future good for you."

Druig’s words were so soft but the emotions hit you like a train. You had felt his care — his love, even — before but this was truly next level. You didn’t think he could get more passionate.

Your fight-or-flight instinct wanted you to push it aside, stay skeptical, but that part of you had been winning for so long. When you looked beyond it, there was something in you that found his actions, his words endearing. You could tell he truly meant all of it. Druig never half-assed anything, you realized.

"You must know that I can never fully leave behind what I had in New York," you sighed, "but I also know I can’t keep hiding behind it when I said I’d give…this, us, a try."

"I don’t want you to leave behind anything. I just wish for you to be here with me, in the present," Druig said. But after a thoughtful moment, he added, "Although, maybe we could do something about that little boyfriend."

Oh, of course. That storm cloud hovering over everything. Maybe that was one part of your previous life you could actually leave behind eventually. Perhaps without regrets. Even if the idea did make you feel guilty.

It wasn’t your boyfriend’s fault you were in the position you were but also…you never hid the tattoo from him, yet he chose to live by his beliefs and in some ways, you had, too. Unfortunately, his beliefs only got you so far.

They got you here.

"Well," you said, "hopefully we never have to cross that bridge." Frankly, you didn’t know what you meant by that. You were just looking to switch the conversation.

"No?" Druig hummed. "You don’t think he’s going to show up here one day? Finally having tracked down his lovely, loyal girlfriend?"

You chose to very much ignore the word loyal. It was just Druig showcasing his bitter side which never failed to make itself known when it comes to such…sensitive topics.

But there isn’t to say there wasn’t some point to his comment. Was your boyfriend tracking you down? Would he just show up here one day? Or had he taken rescue searches back to New York in hopes of someone or something there helping him? Chances of him giving up were slim but that didn’t mean effort would work.

"I… I don’t know," you admitted as you began pulling out plates to set the table for breakfast. Likely sensing your hesitancy, Druig dropped the topic and went back to the cooking breakfast, much to your relief.

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After breakfast, Druig was back to being by your side as much as he possibly could. Now with the Big Date being done and over and having had the conversation, he seemed actually eager to follow you to the crafting circle (a name you had adopted for it but it was yet to catch on).

"How’s the knitting come along?" Druig asked as you two made your way across the center of the village. You could see the women were almost done setting up. Your project was laid out in the spot that had become your seat.

"Good," you replied. "I’m making a blanket."

"A blanket?"

You nodded. "I can’t wait for you to see it, actually," you admitted. You weren’t sure where the admission stemmed from but you couldn’t miss how it made Druig’s eyes light up.

"Is the blanket for anything in particular?" Druig inquired vaguely. You bit back your smirk.

"Are you asking me if I made you a blanket?"

Druig shrugged and looks away. "A blanket could be for anything," he pointed out. "Perhaps it’s a baby blanket."

You shot a look at Druig, appalled and surprised, but he just had a little playful smirk on his lips. Was he…making a joke? Teasing you? He had odd ways of doing it. This man certainly had the weirdest social skills you think you’ve ever seen. But, then again, what could you expect from someone that wasn’t technically of this world?

"Is there an abundant need for baby blankets here?" You asked as you passed other villagers heading off to their jobs and chores. They greeted you two with shy, meaningful smiles — smiles you weren’t sure how to return.

"Generations grow at a steady but manageable pace," Druig explained shortly, vaguely.

You let out a noncommittal hum in acknowledgment as you approached the group of women. They greeted you both with waves and a chorus of good mornings. Druig just nodded but you made sure to greet them individually, having found that they all keep great company even if you only caught on to half of their conversations. They had, in a way, taken you in.

After saying your greetings, you picked up your project and took your usual seat in the circle. As expected, Druig sat close behind you.

You looked over your half-done blanket before presenting it to Druig to see. His eyes grew wide as you showed it off which you didn’t quite blame him for. It was…a lot. You had used pretty much every color available to make some sort of chaotic rainbow blanket. It was lively and warming as you wanted. You could already feel how cozy it was going to be. You couldn’t stop yourself from picturing how it would look in…the house.

"I know it’s a bit crazy but I think it’s so fun," you said. "I also just wanted to try out all the yarn the villagers have made. I’m pleasantly surprised, it’s all so soft and bright."

Druig gently ran his fingers over the lines and lines of knitted yarn. His eyes scanned your work intimately, excitedly.

"It’s beautiful," he muttered as he took it in.

"Really?" You felt your face getting warm. "It—It’s not done yet but I think it’s coming along well. Hopefully, it makes for a good blanket."

"You’re doing so well, darling," Druig said, making your heart flutter without warning. Your body now felt like it was on fire. You didn’t understand his fascination — it was just a blanket — but your heart didn’t try to reason with it like your brain wanted to. Another blessing, or curse, from the bond.

You were about to respond, likely with something bashful and dismissive, when you heard giggling coming from the women in the circle. You glanced over to find everyone staring at you two as they knitted away at their projects. Frankly, it was quite impressive how they never lost their flow as they worked but also, you were concerned about why all their eyes were on you.

"Darling," One of the women repeated in English. She then muttered something in Spanish under her breath before adding, "Adorable, adorable." The group agreed with nods and more giggles.

"They think we make a nice couple," Druig translated. He nodded toward the woman who had made the comment. "Adorable, as she put it."

Were you on fire now? You felt like you were on fire. You were going to start a forest fire, you swore.

Slightly embarrassed, you pulled your blanket out of Druig’s grip and placed it in your lap. Your fingers fiddled with loose yarn absentmindedly.

"They don’t know that we’re not…a perfect pair," you stated. Druig shrugged.

"They see what they believe," he explained. "You know this already. They have their ideas, their myths, their stories. We embody it in their eyes."

How could you forget? The whole concept was both flattering and upsetting. Never in a million years had you thought there were people who…believed in you. Like you were an urban legend.

"What are their love lives like?" You asked, changing the subject abruptly. If villagers could discuss and awe you, couldn’t you do it for them?

Druig turned to you, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What?"

"These women must have partners, yes?" You looked back at the group. You could tell a few were listening in but you weren’t sure how much they were picking up on. The others appeared busy with their work but, again, you didn’t know which were being sneaky.

"I don’t really know, you’d have to ask them, dear," Druig said. "I don’t always keep track of my villagers in such a way. Generally, I am only aware of a couple when they come to me to share news about their engagement." Druig shifted his sitting form and added, "A few of these women are married."

Curiously, you observed the women. Sure enough, some of them had little silver bands gracing their ring finger.

"So, how does it work?" You asked and began working on your blanket as you awaited his response. You kind of liked knowing more about how this village operated. It could truly be like you were on a different planet given their purposeful isolation. "Do they have to come to you for, like…permission?" Gosh, when you worded it like that it sounded like you had landed in a cult… Well, then again —

Druig chuckled at your words. "Permission?" He shook his head. "I do not give out ‘permission’ for such a thing. They are free to marry who they please, I don’t wish to protrude like that. It is just that I must be informed of the engagement so I can marry them."

"You’ve never interfered?" You clarified, kind of finding that hard to fully believe given his abilities.

Druig shifted, uneasy. "I may be guilty of nudging people in certain directions but really, they have free will, I promise you."

You resisted rolling your eyes or scolding him for such actions and instead asked, "You lead all the weddings?" You hadn’t found any signs of a mainstream religion being present here. It seemed that Druig was the closest they got to a "holy" figure.

"I certainly do," Druig confirmed, "and I have for many generations. It’s…a nice part of it all." He paused. "You know, you will have to be apart of the process now."

You frowned as you continued making your knitting knots. You were just finishing up with a row of yellow and hoped to move on to the burnt orange next. "How so?"

"You are my partner," he explained. "You will have to assist me with engagement news, wedding ceremonies, the whole thing."

"I— What?" You did your best to process as you knitted but, frankly, this was overwhelming. Maybe you liked it better when Druig left you to your crafting circle. "So, they’ll have to come to us? And we will conduct the weddings?"

"Yes," Druig confirmed.

"I… I didn’t really sign on to be a…leader like you—,"

"Neither of us signed on for any of this, did we?"

You halted your hands. "Did you not choose to create this village?"

While you didn’t actually understand how this place came to be, this didn’t feel like part of the plan to save humanity or whatever. If it had been, where were the other Eternals? This appeared to be Druig’s and only Druig’s.

"Complicated," he replied sharply. "There’s nothing to fret about right now, darling. I haven’t caught wind of any couples in such a serious position."

You didn’t like him averting your question but you were slowly getting used to that part of him. You’d get it out of him one day, though. You knew it. He’d succumb to the openness the bond demanded eventually, just as you are.

"That’s sort of a shame," you eventually said. "Being apart of a wedding could be fun."

Druig hummed in agreement but never responded verbally. However, you could feel his eyes trained on you as you went back to making your blanket.

A few moments later, he dismissed himself, citing a need to check on how lunch was coming along. It was only then that you realized your hands were shaking.

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kpchrs · 5 months

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This post is written because Ver @weer02 asked lol

Caulscott

"They would hate me for shipping them" cus omg how true is that? Tho Nathan would consider it after that in the darkness of his room and maybe he would be open to it subconsciously lmao

Max would hate us. Actually I found out today that many people in this fandom block me and that's how I imagine what Max exactly would do. Unfortunately for her, she's fictional so ;D

"They SHOULDN'T get weirder with it" but that's just my selfish wish lmao But at this rate of the fic growth, they won't anyway heh.

"They wouldn't find each other in every universe" because this ship is only a 0.0001% chance in the universe. And frankly I can't really see any Life is Strange character in the universe other than Earth, 2013 anyway so lol

"She's tending to his wounds" because without a push, Nathan wouldn't even fricking stand up. "My therapist told me to actually come to sessions" because...well, Nate? Okay, I know it's because of his dad. But still.

"NO ONE GETS THEM LIKE US (AND OFC OTHERS)" AND THAT'S THE MOST FACTUAL TRUTH IN THIS POST.

Hellcheer

The epitome of the most wholesome ship in the universe, because they will do anything for each other. Because they are WHIPPED. If they are in therapy it would be because they are too dependent on each other (maybe because of a certain traumatic incident they shared in Spring Break, 1986).

They fit every AU because of course they do. I want the dark fic Slasher AU lowkey where Eddie is the serial killer and Chrissy is the final girl because even that fits them. They are soulmates actually. Thus Soulmate AU is so them. Celebrity AU is one of my favourites of them, because it just works so hard with them. Fics with sad endings are mostly canon-compliant only. Because if they live, the possibility of them actually breaking up or divorcing is impossible. The most popular trope but very hard with them is literally "enemy to lovers" trope lol

I don't know how many Hellcheer you have read but I think I sum their vibe up pretty well lmao

Their fics are my go-to when I'm very tired of the next ship's bitterness.

Snowbaird

"They're divorced!" ship and that is actually canon. "I need them to kill each other" in the most enthusiastic tone for some angsty fics, but that is also canon (in a certain interpretation). The epitome of "kissing won't fix them but it might be fun", and that is also canon.

"They would find each other in every universe" as in I would make them find each other in every universe except for Panem AU because as Lucy Gray said, "🎶This world is dark, this world is scary🎶". If they are in modern AUs, they will be less toxic lmao

I have steps when I read fics like, first I will read canon-compliant first -> canon divergence -> AUs, but I kinda jumped straight to AUs almost immediately.

Would they hate me for shipping them? Yeah, even though only at the very end lol But I will torture Coriolanus Snow by keeping shipping them. Not my comfort ship, like at all, cus it's a black coffee with little sugar and I don't love bitter coffee lol

Okay, I admit the bitterness is why I don't read their fics too much right now lmao

I only count the stars and even after all that, I don't get a single bingo.

#kris'#kris and her ships #pressedfield #heavencheer #snubird

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sad-leon · 6 days

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g n s t :eyes:

thats so close to spelling angst lmao

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

I tend to mostly write from start to finish with exception of a few scenes here and there

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?

not one i can share on main but uhhh I kinda wish that someone would finish kraang leo for me honestly. also like- I'll think of short angsty ideas that i wish i could just read instead of having to write it myself ;-;

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

post-movie angst is my jam; angsty recovery arcs while leo deals with trauma is just *chefs kiss* also truth spells where the boys admit things that they were hiding for so long <3

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

hmm.. I dont think theres many I straight dislike. i'm not a huge fan of xreaders or 2nd person pov, but I dont know if I would call them tropes.. its not specifcally rottmnt fandom- but I hate most romcom-like settings (coffee shop and such); Im very picky with soulmate aus (i much prefer platonic soulmates)

#rambles #asks #author ask game

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existingispetty · 2 years

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The ice cream event idea is ADORABLE 😭 I hope you don’t mind me sending one since I did another request earlier but I couldn’t help myself LMAO

I think I’m gonna go with banana and m&ms for satoru gojo please >:)

tyty! 💫

Hello! Thank you very much for the ask and I’m delighted you found the event cute! I hope you enjoy!

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Event information:

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Order: banana, m&ms and Satoru Gojo!

!! Reminder when a flavor is chosen the genre of the flavor changes!!

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Prompt: “Can you hold my hand?”

Charecter/s: Satoru Gojo

Type/flavor: soulmate au, scenario.

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In a world where soulmates were destined for each other peoples hearts were constantly consumed with want and need to find their true love. Of course teenagers went my touching random people in hopes their world would be abruptly filled with color. As you grew older the desire and hope you had shrank. More and more people your age could see the colors and wonders of the would yet, your world was still doused in black and white.

You were fine with your current life. Of course the desire to find your soulmate was strong within the back of your mind but now it just seemed like an unnecessary want. Your good friends still persisted that you should at least try to find someone to love whether or not they were your soulmate, and you did just that.

You were constantly set on blind dates with different people but as soon as you sat down with them they touched you with desperation in their eyes and as soon as they realized color wasn’t going to appear they left you sitting in your place. You had practically given up until your friend set you up with ‘supposedly’ everyone’s dream guy.

You were expecting him to touch you and be quickly disappointed but instead it seemed as though he was set on getting to know you. Your friend wasn’t lying he was quite charming. He didn’t even attempt to graze your skin the entire evening he was flirty but respectful. He left without even mentioning the word soulmate.

He continued to go on dates and he continued to flatter and flirt with you. It was to the point where you actually wished you could spend more time with him. Finally Gojo had invited you to a picnic with him. Gojos dates had always Been well thought out and romantic and it made you gush at his romantics.

He had laid out a blanket under a large shady willow tree. He had brought snacks and some cute shaped sandwiches. “You know (Reader) you truly are an amazing soul.” Gojo had always complimented you a lot but this seems so much more… personal and loving.

“ can hold my hand?” You smiled at Gojo before reaching over to grab his hand for a moment you had completely forgotten that the concept of soulmates existed. You world was suddenly engulfed with hues or blue and green. The wonder of colors flooded your senses and you snapped your head up to look at Gojo. He seemed equally shocked but he had a smug grin painted on his face. It was then you saw the shades and glow of his eyes.

The way his eyes seemed to shine like an aquamarine ring. “ I knew I loved you but it seems this was destiny All along.” His hand grasped your own. He lifted your frozen hand up to his face and he gently kissed your knuckles. He only smiled once ilia you finally registered the idea that the new found love of your life had been casually dating you for months straight.

Gojo finally pulled you closer and placed a chaste kiss on your lips. It was short and sweet and it only made him fall harder for you. “ You look even more charming in these bright colors.” He only smiled when you gushed. He gave you hand a tender squeeze. “We should hold hands more often.” You only smiled at him again.

#gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader soulmate

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humanpurposes · 11 months

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🍎🍋🍍🍇🍊🍑🫐

oh HIIII (jfc why did you pick so many??)

fruity ask game if you wanna send an ask 🤠

🍎 Is there anything you straight-up won’t write?

Underage characters/actors, pure fluff, rpf, a/b/o dynamics, and there are a few kinks I don't wanna go near (don't wanna type it out lmao but it involves a specific bodily fluid). Outside of that I'm kinda down for anything.

🍋 What’s your favorite spicier trope to write?

No point in being shy I guess... to write? Obsessive/possessive vibes, hate sex, enemies to lovers, praising/degrading, anything emotionally charged, and tend to I focus on hands a lot. Also breeding and spit kinks.

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

Modern AUs own my soul!! It's so cool to see how writers adapt into the modern setting. I also really love @valeskafics's film and TV AUs they're so fun to read, especially Scream for Me. ALSO I'm obsessed with cottagecore!Aemond thanks to @babygirlyofthevale's Simple Pleasures.

I don't really have beef with them but soulmate AUs irk me idk why, they just don't make sense to me.

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

Not really? I don't like being too repetitive in my writing because then I'm like well what's the point?

🍊 Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

I keep saying I want to writing something for Daemon and Aegon, just haven't gotten round to it. And I've thought about writing for Tom Bennett but I can't think of anything interesting enough. But I do really wanna write something with Alicent x Rhaenyra! There's a criminal lack of wlw fics on my masterlist I need to fix that.

🍑 If you could make a connection between your favorite character and another work you care about (whether a crossover/fusion or a wonderfully “pretentious” literary reference) what would it be? How would it work?

I love a good reference ngl. There's this one quote from Wuthering Heights I love: "I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always-take any form- drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss where I can not find you!" Like that's so Aemond obsessing over Lucerra's 'death' in Karma is a God.

If we're talking crossovers, I feel like Aemond, Loki and Dream would be the ultimately sad boi trio. I can see them hanging out, complaining about their siblings, listening to Lana Del Rey and roasting met gala looks. (Aemond and Loki showing off their knife skills and Dream's just like "but sand.")

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

I want more dark!Aemond fics, like let this guy be mean I love him. And more Rhaenyra x Alicent fics. And more Otto thirst.

#inbox #moots #ask games

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bunnygirl678 · 5 months

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I feel like doing a silly interview of myself so I'm just going to straight up answer these lmao

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

i wrote mpreg, it's Red, it's bad, i mean the writing is great, lots of emotions but holy shit i don't even like mpreg but i did it for an omegaverse, it just fit, for the record he has twins

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

idk usually when green is upset about his parents, or when they finally work out their issues

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Anytime Green/Rai/Leon get together and drink

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

literally all the time, in ode to my soulmate, it was originally going to end after they got together, none of the angst (or the failed attempt at a cliffhanger lmao)

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

I typically don't have use one, but occasionally will ask my homies to take a look, there are a couple i'm working on that i'm worried are too technical so those will need betas to make sure it's understandable by a layman

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Green is rich, Red can't cook, there are certain phrases i use a lot, almost always have some kind of star gazing trope (at least in the longer fics)

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

skfdhsdfhj blood bank or under the alolan sun, but the wild parts aren't published yet?? Or maybe the ones i haven't published idk

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

i have a nice ass, i'm great at world building, compliment for me and my writing ^_^

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

Love them, but love first time fics more

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

most of the time, christmas music,

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

docs, i switch between my phone and computer a lot,

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

Only one, i was trying to do too much, my writing skills weren't back up to par yet, i think it helped me get to where i am now, the plot was too much, idk, i might steal a scene or two for other fics, but i'm not going to spend any time trying to improve the writing or plot. There are a bunch that i started a while ago and haven't touched in months, but i'll head back to them eventually, i have to be in the ~mood~ to work on a fic

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Yeah, multiple people know, but they don't know my username

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

ummm that's published, under the alolan sun maybe? or maybe Lost, that's not published, single riders will be paired (coming sometime next year lmao it's a high school au super cute i'm really nice to green in it, red is a shy mute kid with no friends who ends up getting stuck on a roller coaster ride with green who is the most popular boy in school, green's actually super nice and the rest of the day kinda turns into a date, they go to school and red's like oh he's gonna be mean but he's not and it's really cute and sweet, and red gets accepted into the group and lajfdl;sjdf)

🍷 Do you drink and write?

yeah and then end up scrapping everything lol,

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

yes, i'm still working on improving my skills, but most hits/kudos ratio (let's be honest someone can do kudos once and read 15 times so not the best metric but what else do we have), is make you feel my love, but i'm working on one that will be published by valentines day where green gives red head in his neochamp outfit

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

all day? When the adderall hits? idk it's really just when i have time, when i have my kid i really only get to at night when she goes to bed, but on her dad's weeks i write after work.

💖 What made you start writing?

i wanted to read stories that weren't written, i have lots of aus bouncing around in my head

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

dopamine hit

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

ummmmm idk, used to be mpreg, but that ship sailed, i don't really love poly romance, i like the smut but am not really interested in writing it as a romance

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

no, i found that i do my best writing when i want to, which is why wips take forever for me to finish because i bounce from idea to idea as i feel like it

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

not really...I'll google a fact or two, i mean unless you count game time or reading the manga, but like googling little details not so much.

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

gonna do for reguri, when the wind stole my walls, i never felt less alone; it's my longest finished fic

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

yesh, i really liked Lost, and Auld Lang Syne, but also i threw in a couple Christmas themed chapters to Under the Alolan Sun, which was fun

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

ugh yes, lmao, blood bank, they didn't guess the exact details but the general idea, i was like oh shit i'm glad they picked up on the crumbs i threw lmao

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

Always an honor! I might even make some one day, if my art ever improves enough for me to feel comfortable tagging it lmao

📈 How many fics do you have?

37 on ao3! I'm not going to include the ones on ff.net cause i can't remember my username, i have 50 open works (some as basic as an outline, some have 20k+ words) sitting in my docs that haven't been published

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

Depends, usually outline, i typically start writing then add an outline later,

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

This one i stared on a while ago, the actual writing needs a lot of edits but i'm obsessed with the plot, after Green loses he flees to Kalos, changes his name to Blue and becomes the champion there, everything is great until Red randomly shows up to learn how to mega evolve his charizard, Red obvs knows who he is, they deal with things, red can't mega evolve at first, it's fun orrrr my hs au that i mentioned earlier, or the ones where green becomes a coordinator, either after losing or instead of battling, in 2024 i'm releasing more pokespe works and branching out on some of the ship stuff, gonna publish a few silver/gold, lance/cynthia, and a few others,

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Just keep writing, not everything will be amazing, but everything can be edited and rewriten

💞 Who's your comfort character?

Green oak i like to see him cry <3

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Red: He can't cook to save his life

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

Green, duh

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Green loses his memories after an accident during a battle

Red felt a tap on his shoulder, who would be bothering him this late? He turned to none other than the person he had been avoiding.

Green smiled up at Red. Red looked around for an exit.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” He stated flatly, a finger poking Red’s chest.

“Maybe.” Red said, looking away. He attempted to make eye contact with any of his pokemon to get them to create a distraction.

“It’s okay, I know why.” Green said, Red stuck his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground.

Instead of retreating, Green got closer right inside of Red’s personal space. He placed his hands on Red’s chest. Red was suddenly worried Green was going to push him. Was he angry? He wouldn’t have had any memories of the championship would he? Maybe he read up on it? Red knew he was physically stronger than Green, but Green had been hurt recently, and he really didn’t want to have to get into a fight with him tonight.

“I may not remember all of the events that took place to get us here, but there’s no way I could forget these feelings.” And with that Green crossed the short distance and pressed his lips to Red’s.

Wait, what?!

Green pulled away and looked up at Red through his long eyelashes. He leaned up and pressed another chaste kiss to Red’s lips.

“Sorry Red, I don’t remember anything about you except for how much I love you. I look at you and I get the warmest most wonderful feeling in my chest. I feel like I’m flying on the clouds when I think about you. I love you Red.” Green wrapped his arms around Red’s waist and laid his head against his chest.

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

My omegaverse mpreg red one, that's not even published lol (may not ever be published hahaa)

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

probably kudos and hits, but really it's if i go back and reread it over and over again, everything i write is self indulgent so

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

i can't think if it, but there's little phrases or hcs that pop up in a ton of them

📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

nope i do it for fun, if it became a job it wouldn't be fun anymore, although i am published it's technical accounting writing, and i do eventually plan on getting my phd once princess is older, so maybe? But that writing is research not fiction lol

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

I'm a ridiculously fast typer, 34 words per minute is my average, 10k is a typical length, but my achilles heel is that i skip around a ton from fic to fic, so it may take months to get a fic done even though it's only 12k words

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

I suck at writing battles, working on improving my smut skills though!

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

Yes, cried writing ode to my soulmate, Lost (cried a bunch on that one and ended up calling my cousin and we talked for a few hours because i miss him), then this one break up fic called RIP that i'm not sure how it's going to end, i usually write a happy ending but i might leave them broken up idk

💥 How do you feel about criticism?

I don't handle it well, i don't like it, it makes me not want to write even if it has good intentions, sometimes i'll read wips that stopped posting years ago, and i'll check out the comments on the last chapter and i'll see criticism and it pisses me off cause i think, 'hm did the author give up because of this shitty comment??'

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

I am so bad at tagging, like minimal tagging, i tag triggers but the rest i suck at, i don't do any of the cutesy ones

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

Friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your ear, please do this. i will happily write out a writers commentary of my fics, or maybe if my voice wasn't so annoying i'd make a video with a dramatic reading and a dvd style commentary

#bunny talks #fanfic writing #i like pretending this is a panel interview

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