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lesbianrobin · 1 year
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the ones that get it get it
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peach-pot · 2 months
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romantic soulmates: ok whatever
platonic soulmates: fair enough
antagonistic soulmates, where the universe has decided these people WILL forever cross paths and be in each others lives, whether they like it or not (and they very much do not): intrigued!
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kennyomegasweave · 1 year
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1. Stiles left Beacon Hills to never return and left his jeep.
2. Derek saved his jeep and fixed everything. Stiles's dad flat out says Derek saved it after Stiles left and tried to fix it up. Stiles had it held together with duck tape but Derek put everything into fixing it, but it wasn't able to run perfectly.
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3. In the 15 years since Stiles left to never return, it ended up in the junkyard because Derek couldn't fix it like he wanted to, but he wouldn't abandon it.
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4. Eli, Derek's kid, would routinely steal it to piss Derek off.
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5. After Derek died. Stiles's dad gave Eli the keys to the jeep and told him Derek had "complicated feelings about the Jeep" but it should definitely be Eli's.
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So like Derek was in love with Stiles huh? Like he saved Stiles's jeep, when Stiles himself abandoned it. He tried to make it run smoothly and when he couldn't he kept it under a tarp at the junkyard to not be driven but not to be scrapped either. And then his son would regularly steal it solely to piss Derek off. Derek himself said it was just to make him mad. And then when Derek died, Sheriff Stilinski gave the keys to Eli and said he should have it and that Derek had "complicated feelings about the jeep" but it was Eli's. Derek was definitely in love with Stiles and I just.
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homolobotomized · 8 months
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zoro has a built in luffy locator (canon)
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smithsibsceo · 10 months
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i dont rhink you understand. steve getting pushed against the wall with a bottle to his neck and robin having to be held back by dustin to prevent her from beating eddie up. robin rolling up her sleeves and having the most murderous look on her face when she sees steve flinch when eddie leans in closer. robin running over to steve as soon as he's freed and rubbing his back and checkinf up on him because she was so so worried. you dont get it.
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carlos55inz · 4 months
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carlos sainz in 2013 on the red bull junior team competing on the GP3 and racing with a car with the number 4 in it.
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lando norris formula 2 car having a chili symbol on it.
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they are soulmate in a very "and isn't it just so pretty to think that all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?" coded way.
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shrewcafe · 4 months
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neuvifuri college au where they both go to the same university and yes this is how they met, accidentally matching outfits like they (their past lives coughs) haven't done that for the past 500 yrs
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puppy-steve · 5 months
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i keep thinking about that one bachelor au post so here's my take on it (i've never watched the bachelor or bachelorette so bear with me)
the bachelor au where steve's the bachelor and eddie is a contestant, but not because he actually wants to be, he's just in it for the paycheck. robin is also a contestant but only because her parents sent in her application without her knowing and she isn't out to them yet.
they both think that steve is overrated and definitely over hyped. typical rich kid with enough money to buy people's love, yada yada.
until they both start going on dates with him and then realize that it isn't exactly true. yes, he's rich, but he's also kind and funny and actually genuine once you get past the mask he puts on for everybody. eventually, eddie and robin find themselves looking forward to their dates.
only robin doesn't want to date him. he's slowly moving his way up the ranks to becoming her best friend, sure, but this is still tv. she's still expected to kiss him and confess her feelings for him. and when the time comes for her to do that, she can't.
they're in venice. steve is leaning in and robin is very aware of the cameras filming them. the back of her neck goes cold and her stomach churns and suddenly she's running in the opposite direction. her italian is passable so she ends up getting a taxi back to the hotel production put them in.
she locks herself in her en suite and presses her forehead against the cold porcelain. she doesn't know how long she sits there until her phone buzzes and she checks the notification. the nausea rises up her throat again. she forgot she gave steve her number.
there's a knock on her room door and another text.
r u ok? can i come in?
robin debates it but figures she owes him and explanation. she lets him in and they sit on the bathroom floor. robin tells him why she's on the show in the first place, about how she didn't know her parents signed her up until she got the phone call from the casting director. tells him that even if she gets kicked off, she can still use the money for her student loans.
she stares at the water in the toilet bowl when she comes out to him.
steve is quiet, processing, before he laughs. he's not laughing at her, he promises, but "robin. you're on a show with more than a handful of other queers, you know that, right? i'm bisexual."
and yeah, robin knew that, but it's different when you're not into the guy you're supposed to be romancing at all.
steve reassures her that it's okay, and that he still hopes they can be friends and keep in touch after the show ends.
robin would like that.
she apologizes to the production crew the next day and they're understanding and steve and robin get a re-do of their date. it's much more genuine this time, filled with laughs and digs as they eat gelato along the river and people watch and gossip.
it's the best robin's ever been on.
eddie, on the other hand. he's absolutely head over heels for steve, which is surprising even for him. he's trailer park trash, he's got absolutely nothing on steve harrington. not the name, not the money.
hell, the very first day, he insulted the guy's food choices right to his face without knowing it.
eddie wants the earth to give way underneath him and swallow him whole.
he plays it up on their first date, all fake niceties and empty smiles, until steve tells him point blank, "the guy that said the buffet was shit that first night? i want to get to know him."
eddie's flabbergasted.
steve opens up about all the fake people in his life, the ones who just take advantage of them and use him for their own gains. the ones who don't even bother to get to know the real him. the one that likes to play guitar and hang out with the gaggle of teenagers that follow him around all the time for some unknown reason.
he tells eddie about what he wants to do with his life, not what someone else has planned for him and eddie falls deeper and deeper.
this time, when steve leans in for a kiss, eddie doesn't shy away. their lips press together and it's the best goddamn kiss either one of them have ever had.
the show has a deadline, of course, and steve can't just spend all his time with eddie and robin. there are other contestants. robin knows her rose is strictly platonic and steve has already called her multiple times freaking out about his growing crush on eddie. she knows eddie has this in the bag.
the final night comes and the contestants have dwindled. there's only a small group of them left: eddie, robin, and another guy and girl they didn't bother learning the names of.
when steve chooses eddie after a moment of dramatic silence that kind of puts his own dm dramatics to shame, eddie doesn't hesitate to jump in steve's arms, wrap his legs around his waist, and plant a sloppy one on him right in front of the cameras.
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elloras · 8 months
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misc-obeyme · 3 days
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"Can you see us in every timeline?" you ask.
Barbatos smiles down at you, meeting your bright and curious gaze. Your head is in his lap, both of you stretched out on a soft blanket in the castle garden. Barbatos is leaning back against a tree, a cup of tea held in his gloved hands. The sky drips with stars.
"I see many possibilities," he says, his voice eternally gentle, forever content to answer your endless questions.
You reach up and brush your fingers through his strand of bright hair. "It's just that I wouldn't be the same person without you," you say. "And the thought of there being other mes in other timelines that aren't with you… well, it makes me sad."
You blush a little at this admission because it sounds silly when you say it out loud.
Barbatos chuckles softly, but he puts down his teacup. He takes your hand, even as your fingers are still entangled in his hair. He puts his other hand against your cheek.
"We may not find each other in every timeline," he says. "But I have found that the echoes of each timeline ripple through the others. You are inevitably linked to every other you."
"But they won't feel what I feel," you say.
"They will have impressions of your feelings," Barbatos says. "Have you ever had an inexplicable feeling of hope or despair wash over you? That is a reverberation from yourself in another timeline."
You consider what he's saying. That somehow, you in your present time and space can impact the lives of other yous, if even briefly.
"What do you think they feel from me?" you ask.
"I cannot predict it," Barbatos says. He smiles and the way it lights up his face is so entrancing, you lose yourself in it. "I can only hope they receive soft moments where they feel my love, every time I see you, every time I touch you, every time I kiss you."
Your fingers squeeze around the hand that's holding yours and you lift yourself up to kiss him. His arm moves behind your back to lend you support as he returns the kiss - soft and sweet and with the lingering taste of hellfire rose tea. In another timeline, an unexpected warmth floods through you.
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shima-draws · 8 months
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I’ve watched FMAB a thousand times but Greed’s death STILL gets me every fucking time. 1. Him realizing that Ling is going to get hurt and possibly killed by Father if Greed doesn’t leave his body, 2. Greed coming to terms with the fact that he’s definitely going to get killed by Father but he’s willing to make the sacrifice for Ling, and 3. Greed discovering that what he wanted was what he had the entire time, and that was true friends who would stick with him through thick and thin, who would share the same experiences and failures and triumphs and still love him despite his homunculus status. I’m so.
Also I’m SO pissed at the fact that Pride got to live but Greed didn’t. In my brain I kept saying “Well yeah I guess it makes sense for all of the homunculi to die bc they came from Father and HE has to die” but then I remembered that Pride LIVES and that makes me so salty. Out of all the homunculi Greed deserved to live the MOST AND I JUST. FUCKIGN.
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keferon · 2 months
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Oh man….now I know how concept of spark twins works………..
Look at them. I love them
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And..uh….well……fuck
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Also. Perceptor is so epic in this comic it’s . A.
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it's you and me (7)
TEEN!gojo x FEM!reader - soulmate AU
TW⚠️: highly suggestive, oral mentioned, needy gojo, clingy gojo
a/n: guess who's back... Back again.
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Satoru closed his eyes; utter darkness - his soulmate was sleeping then, but he kept his eyes closed for a couple of more seconds, even in darkness he could sense curses.
Nothing, she was safe.
He sighed as he opened his eyes and thought back to his last conversation with Suguru.
"Haven't you realized how much of a burden ______ is to you?" Suguru's voice carried through the crowd, "Spending every waking moment worried about her miserable existence."
Satoru dug his nails into his palms, "Don't spout that bullshit!"
Suguru tilted his head down like he was speaking to a child, "It's true," he said, "she's weak and she will always be weak - is that the life you want, Satoru?" He cocked his head to the side, "To always bend over backwards for someone who will never understand you?"
Satoru glared.
"She's a pest -"
Enough, Satoru had, had enough; "So fucking what?!" he yelled, "None of that shit matters!"
Suguru sighed, ' ' How childish. ' '
Satoru gritted his teeth, he wasn't being childish Suguru was - killing all non-sorcerers what type of crazy crackpot mission statement was that? An impossible thing to do -
"How arrogant," Suguru said with his back turned to him, "you could do it, but you're telling me that it's impossible."
Satoru frowned as he buried his face in his pillow - fucking crazy.
"Go near her again and I'll - ." He couldn't finish the sentence... He didn't know if he could kill his best friend.
Those were Gojo Satoru's last words to Geto Suguru.
He raised his face from his pillow and grabbed his sunglasses from the nightstand - he didn't want to be alone.
Long distance travel had become easier for him. There were times when he got lost but now, Satoru was in his soulmate's dark room with minimal effort. He slipped into bed beside her carefully as to not wake her up. He slowly and gently wrapped his arms around her and lightly pressed her back to his chest. Satoru kissed the top of her head with a soft smile and as much as he wanted to kiss her lips, he didn't; he didn't want to wake her.
Eventually, Satoru's senses were drowned in his soulmate's presence. He slept with his light snores filling the silent bedroom.
______ shouldn't have been surprised when she woke up in the tight and tangled embrace of her soulmate's limbs. This wasn't the first time he has sneaked into her bedroom when she was asleep, but ever since Suguru, Satoru had begun to do it more often.
She frowned at the thought of her former friend, at how sweet he used to be, at how understanding he was of everyone, only to be replaced by a cruel shell of him, or perhaps, Suguru was always that person and they were all simply not paying attention.
No, the Suguru she knew would never use her insecurities against her, the Suguru she knew would never abandon Satoru in such a callous way.
She'll never forget it, the look of pure disgust when he faced her like she was dirt under his shoe. The way he let the curses blood drip on the floor, or the way his smile lifted itself into something cruel when she flinched away from him, satisfied that he had frightened her.
At least, when she closed her eyes she would see what Satoru saw, instead of Suguru, but her dreams - no, her nightmares were plagued.
She ran her fingers through Satoru's hair, he hummed in his sleep - shifting his head towards her touch, still seeking her warmth in his sleep despite holding her so closely already.
She didn't tell Satoru what happened, only that Suguru had come by and was acting weird, but nothing about what he had said to her. Satoru already looked so tired when he came the morning after, even if he tried to hide it from her with a bright smile. If she told him it would only cause him more pain, and Satoru told her most of what happened. Geto Suguru defected, he massacred an entire village, and decided his own path - Satoru didn't tell her about the conversation they had about her.
How could he? She had already once pulled away from him because she wasn't a jujutsu sorcerer and like hell was he going to spark that up again.
A phone rang loudly besides her, but it was not the phone that woke up Satoru, it was her untangling herself from that did.
He groaned softly as he held onto her tighter, "Answer it later."
______ stretched her body towards the nightstand to grab the phone, "It's your phone that's ringing, 'toru."
Satoru groaned louder, who the fuck is it?
She passed his phone to him.
The moment he flipped it open, someone was yelling. Something along the lines of - Where are you?! The higher ups are looking for you?!
Satoru almost crushed the phone like a tin can when he was told that he needed to go on a mission. He hung up abruptly as he buried his face into her neck and whined loudly.
She kissed his temple, "Another out of town mission?"
Satoru nodded.
She lightly scratched the back of his neck, "Isn't there another special grade sorcerer who can take the mission?"
Satoru kissed her collarbones, "Nope, just me." He looked up at her, "I'll make it quick." He leaned up and kissed her deeply.
Four Days Later
She thought Satoru would need time, or at least space. She may have lost a friend, but Satoru; Satoru had lost someone who unequivocally understood him. Geto Suguru, who stood at the top beside him, not below him.
Time, she thought, he would need time. Satoru had just lost someone so important in his life, he would no doubt distance himself from her.
Satoru slipped his cold hands under her shirt and sighed as he buried his face in her neck pressing light kisses on her skin.
She was wrong.
Instead of distancing himself like she thought he would, Satoru had become unavoidable. Where she was, he was with his arms tight around her waist, coiling like a serpent.
His kisses were rougher and longer. She had to forcefully pull his soft hair to pry his lips away from her just so she could breathe. Breathing seemed optional for her boyfriend now too, after prying his mouth off of her, he would latch his lips onto another part of her skin, until she regained her breath and Satoru would needly kiss her again.
Today was no different, despite her telling him that she had so much homework to do that she couldn't keep putting it off to spend the day with him.
"I'll be good," he said.
"You won't even know that I'm there," he said.
This was her fault, really, he never kept his word, especially when his latest mission ran longer than expected and he hadn't seen her in four days.
Satoru squeezed her thighs and spread them apart to fit his body against hers, pinning her down with his entire body. His glasses laid neatly on the side of the bed, her notebooks and pencils were thrown on the floor, completely forgotten by Satoru, but not from her.
Satoru kissed like a man starved, but she needed to breathe, like many times before, she gripped his hair and pulled roughly. She learned a while ago that she had to put force to pry him off, otherwise he wouldn't budge. He chased her lips, but she kept his head firmly in place.
Satoru whined, "Come on, baby," his hands slid under her skirt, "I haven't seen you in a week."
She huffed and puffed, still trying to catch her breath, "It was four days, 'toru."
"Might as well have been an eternity," Satoru leaned down and pressed a kiss on her jawline.
She smoothed her fingertips to brush his hair, "I really need to finish my homework."
He bunched up her skirt up to her waist and placed his palm flat on her stomach, "After I get a taste."
Satoru gripped her thighs and buried his face in her core.
She tangled her fingers in his snowy white hair and hoped that her door was locked, hoped that the bakery was so full of people that no one could hear them.
This would not end with him just getting a 'taste'.
Shameless is what Gojo Satoru was. Completely, and utterly shameless. After he was done, not without stealing one more breathtaking kiss from her, he warped in front of the store and waved at her mother gleefully - pretending like he hadn't been there all along. Helping her mother around the store, acting like he hadn't just defiled her daughter a few seconds ago, like he couldn't still taste his soulmate's sweet slick on his tongue.
Her mom liked Satoru. He helped around and Satoru was good at everything even if he ate half the batter and cookie dough - he still was a good baker and he bought so many baked goods from the store that any batter that he ate was reimbursed when he splurged.
"Treating my daughter well?" Her mom asks him everyday.
And Satoru always replies with a bright grin that showed off his pearly white teeth, "Like a princess."
______ finally heads down stairs after fixing her skirt and shirt, making sure to cover the hickeys Satoru left on her with concealer. He never had to face any consequences or worry about being marked. His reverse curse technique healed him of everything... even hickeys. Which was incredibly annoying but just poked fun at her before leaving more hickeys on her neck before teleporting off with that stupid smirk of his.
Satoru places a small kiss on her temple. Her legs still trembled from their quickie earlier but she hid it well by sitting down and making raspberry jam.
Her mom orders them to make a set amount of raspberry filled pastries and gives Satoru a firm look, "And no eating any of them."
Satoru straightens his back comically and salutes her, "Yes, ma'am!"
Her mom looked at him until she left and disappeared to tend to customers.
Satoru went straight to trying to eat one.
______ scolds, "Gojo Satoru."
He stiffens and gives her a warm smile, "Please?"
"No, put it down."
Satoru pouts and whines before dragging himself towards her, "Can I get a kiss instead?"
"Sure," she says but stays weary. "But only a small one."
Satoru practically bounces into her arms. The kiss was not small. It was full and long, and worst of all, he slipped his tongue in.
He was greedy, so greedy.
Before she could tug on his soft hair, he pulled away and shoved a pastry into his mouth with shit eating grin.
... And a tease. A fucking tease.
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redrobin-detective · 7 months
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Something I wonder about Simon and Betty's relationship is how long they were together before the whole crown ordeal. But they were engaged, you say. My aunt (in)famously met my uncle and had a ring on her finger in 8 weeks. We've seen that both Betty and Simon were both weird outcasts, crazy determined and a pinch insane. I would not be surprised if they decided they'd met their one true love and got engaged super quick.
My point being, Betty's shifting to revolve around Simon and Simon's rose colored glasses of their relationship feels very much like New Love. They're people who love each other and love being a couple but still haven't quite figured out how to coexist together, as two people in a partnership. I feel like if they'd known each other longer, lived together longer, some of the issues we're seeing would have probably self resolved.
I don't think their relationship is toxic nor is it totally perfect. It's two lonely, most likely neurodivergent people in a relatively early relationship still figuring out how it works. Everything that happened afterwards: the crown, the seperation, the time travel, the magic/madness/sadness just exemplified issues they had both as individuals and as a couple.
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Guys, this is Tomarry to me; and you can't say otherwise because I can't hear you LALALALA —
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jakeabel · 1 year
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joe wrote in his book that pete didn’t even think patrick was that good when he first heard patrick’s recordings, but joe convinced him to give patrick a chance because he KNEW something was there. and when he listened back to those recordings decades later he had no idea what he heard in them then, but the conviction that their band needed patrick was so strong he threw all reason to the wind because he KNEW.
and sorry not to be crazy but can you imagine finding someone who you’re just MEANT to be with. who you know so well upon first meeting them that the rest of the world fades away and you can feel yourself instantly falling into place next to them. who you don’t even have to think twice about because you know that you are meant to go through life together. can you IMAGINE
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