Whatever person A of otp writes on their skin appears on the skin of person B of otp and vice versa. Then person A/B writes the answers down to a test and person B first rolls their eyes but then realized they need those answers too. It later hits them that their SOULMATE is in the same examination hall as them :P
‘you found out someone once unclasped my bra with just a look and now you won’t stop staring at my chest for fuck’s sake will you finally quit it?!’ au
‘we’re having a trivia night with another couple and it turns out I don’t really know all that much about you and the others are totally kicking our asses but it’s okay, they’ve known each other for ages… wait, you answer everything about me correctly shit now I feel guilty’ au
‘I just got glasses and I look hella fine so I’m trying to get everyone to notice but no one says anything and then you come and tell me it’s because I’ve always worn glasses what the fuck do you mean?? I haven’t?? yes, I’m sure oh my fucking god you’re the worst girlfriend/boyfriend ever I’m breaking up with you’ au
‘I made up a joke and you sent it to a magazine/newspaper and they published it and no, it’s not your fucking joke sostop being so smug it’s mine I’ll fight you’ au
‘I’m really into bubble baths and you don’t see what’s the big deal until I force you take one and now you won’t stop stealing my baths’ au
‘the first time I kissed you I panicked and I told you it was because I needed chapstick and you still tease me about it fuckinglet it go already, it was a dry day okay?!’ au
‘you have a date and I am not happy so I just happen to show up while you two are waiting for your table to be ready and I ‘casually’ bring up all the embarrassing things that you’ve done but shit I forgot you also know embarrassing stuff about me and oh hey would you look at that, your date left! … let’s have dinner together? not that I want to or anything but you’ve got a reservation and it’d be shame to let it go to waste so…’
‘my friend and I agreed to set each other up with one of our other friends and go on a double date and I said I have a friend with your name but I don’t so I go to a random café and call out the name, hoping someone will answer and you do and holy shit you’re hot! we go on the date but fuck, I think I have a crush on you’ au
‘you’re my friend and I have a huge crush on you but I’m like 100% sure you don’t like me back so I’m trying to get over it and another friend suggests I make a list of everything I don’t like about you but I can only think of one thing and I don’t even dislike it I am so screwed… oh you found the list… listen, I can explain’ au
‘I exchange every gift I get and you’re determined to get me one I actually like good luck with that buddy’ au
‘what do you mean you don’t cry at movies? not even when Bambi’s mother died? that’s it, I’m making a list of the saddest movies I can think of and you better get some tissues ready because you will cry mark my words!’ au
‘every year I try to find the chirstmas present you’ve gotten me but I never do and this year I finally find it, ha, take that! … oh… it’s an engagement ring’ au
‘I just bought my wedding dress and I literally had to fight another woman for it and it was tough but I won and why are you laughing? you shouldn’t be laughing you should fear me. feAR ME!’ au
‘I just wrote my wedding vows and I’m pretty satisfied how it turned out but then I accidentally find yours and holy shit that’s beautiful mine can’t compare what am I going to do????’ au
The Clato AU where Clove and Cato win the 74th Hunger Games instead of Katniss and Peeta. Hunger Games AU.
signals the death of the small, wiry-bodied boy from 10. After a struggle at
the base of the Cornucopia, he was brought down almost too easily by the pair
Cato wait for the arrival of the hovercraft to take the body, but there isn’t
one, and it sends Clove shouting into the air, “Hey! What’s going on?” Her hand
to her head, closing over the gash left there from the fight. Her split lip
stings when she yells.
suggests, rubbing at his forearm, “Maybe it’s the body. Come on, let’s move
So they do.
They walk over to the lake, and both take much-needed drinks. She tries to
remember if in past years you have to distance yourself from the final kill,
but her brain so muddled, she can’t; why else would there be a delay?
stoops to take another gulp of the lake water, Claudius Templesmith’s voice
breaks over the speakers.
to the final contestants of the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games. The earlier
revision has been revoked. Closer examination of the rule book has disclosed
that only one winner may be allowed,” he says. “Good luck and may the odds be
ever in your favor.” There’s a small burst of static and then nothing more.
stand there, staring at one another. Two Careers, making it to the end—it’s not
surprising at all. What is, though, is that they haven’t pounced at the other
yet at the chance of winning. That in the ten seconds of silence later,
both of them are still alive—not one of them with a sword to the heart, or a
knife to the throat.
So since people have started answering this (including two non-CSers), you’re all welcome to start completing the form as is. This is for all Emma fans and made in an effort to see in a peaceful way how differently we all see Emma Swan.
If it gets popular enough, I will start making posts about it tagged as both ‘Emma Swan’ and in case you want to blacklist/track, as ‘the great Emma Swan debate’.
It goes without saying that you should only fill this once and as honestly as you wish, but it’s not a place for character/ship hate. Mild criticism is okay. Reblog to spread the word :)