Anyone ask for another soulmate AU? No? Well, have one anyway. In this one soulmates share a telepathic link.
Stan doesn’t have a soulmate. That is fine. He doesn’t need one. Or so
he thought until he suddenly hears a voice in his head that is not his own
Meanwhile Richie and Eddie can’t wait to meet each other and just have to make do with what they’ve got
Word Count: 17692 (I know it got long)
Pairing: Stan/Bill & Richie/Eddie
Some people heard voices in their head and
Stan had a hard time understanding how these people were not on
medication or in therapy. No… hearing voices was considered a good
thing, desirable. Well, voices, plural, might not be. But hearing your
soulmate talking to you was normal. At least that’s what people said,
Stan had never experience it and he was honestly pretty glad about that.
Sometimes he wondered if he should try it, but the day he gave in and
tried to communicate telepathically with someone who probably wasn’t
even real, he’d lose all self-respect. It’s not that Stan didn’t believe
in soulmates, and he somehow also believed in the voices thing, because
his friend Eddie heard a voice, and he didn’t think Eddie was crazy.
But Stan didn’t believe that hearing a voice would be good for him and
he didn’t believe there was a soulmate for him. That’s normal too, not
everyone had one.
He was in his mid-twenties, if he had a
soulmate, he’d have heard him by now, right? Eddie said, he’s heard the
voice for years now. Stan didn’t know how he dealt with it, because
there’s no rules to the voices and everything needed to have rules,
everything needed to follow a certain path. So no, Stan was not envious
of the people hearing voices. He was quite happy that he didn’t, but if
everyone could stop pitying him every time he said so, that would be
I’ve told you not to call me that.
You never like any of my names for you.
Because they’re awful!
If I knew your name, I could personalize them for you.
Richie immediately regretted saying that, he knew what was going to happen next and sure…
My name is… And then silence.
Richie groaned. He had wanted to tell him about band practice, but now
his soulmate was gone. This always happened when either of them tried to
be a bit more specific. At first, he had thought his soulmate was a
fucking tease, always shutting up when they tried to arrange a meeting
Lastly “3) I don’t HAVE Jewish parents plural lmfao my mom’s Jewish and I practice Judaism that’s what is required to be Jewish according to halakha. read a book.” Is what Jewishkeith said
Shit I guess I gotta tell my 2 childhood friends that their childhood bullies were right, that they’re not really Jewish despite being actively practicing and proud to be Jewish because their dads are Jewish and their moms aren’t. Guess their identities are invalid and they should go read a book and admit their whole lives are lies.
brendon urie was probably that kid that slurped his jello cups so loud you heard it from across the entire school and then five minutes later choked from jello inhalation but not entirely just enough that you heard a louder raspy cough and splutter and then a voice crack ridden “I’m fine” from across the room followed by the quieter clatter of previously mentioned jello cup paired with it’s utensil landing on the floor. that was brendon urie.
I doodled the amazing @thebootydiaries during math tutoring yesterday, couldn’t use my phone to look up a selfie for reference so i hope it still kinda looks like her!
Hope i did her flawless eyebrows justice 🙇🙇