they are like the definition of soulmates

anonymous asked:

Do you have any Tumblr friends?

yeah!! 

@morgrims is my platonic soulmate/best friend For Life, @biharry is my sweetheart gf, @saladtsar is a lovely person & supports my glass animals endeavours, @loqhart is a beautiful tropical fish, @gothicmalfoy is nice but owns cows for no reason so like ? what the fuck? and @scvrhead​ is so cool im vaguely afraid to talk to him sometimes

also @riiverdale but theyre my sister irl so idk if that counts as a Tumblr Friend ? lmao??? i love them tho

Soulmate AU Story Ideas

Because I am complete trash for Soulmate AUs, I decided to try and make a post about them. Hope you guys like it! ♥

✖ Soulmate AUs involving measurement

[ Time // Countdown ]

  • Where for whatever reason, your clock is stuck/frozen/it’s not counting down anymore but it hasn’t reached 00:00:00:00 yet and you’re freaking out because this hasn’t happened to anyone before.
  • Reverse one where the clock starts at 00:00:00:00 from the moment you’re born and stops counting the moment you meet your soulmate, so it’s like a reminder that “It took me 19 years, 11 months, 20 hours, and 13 seconds to meet you, you fuck, and you do it by spilling coffee on me, thanks, now my laptop’s broken—what, you’re buying me a new one? Okay.”
  • Your soulmate clock is actually a countdown of how long your soulmate has left to live and holy shit you have to find your soulmate soon because your clock says you have three months left (for angst maybe).
  • Alternate version of above where your clock is a countdown of how long you and your soulmate have left to find each other or else you both will die because the universe is sadistic af—and if you find your soulmate you get to live longer.
  • Another alternate version of above where you and your soulmate’s clocks have each other’s life spans on it but you can give your time to your soulmate if you want to so they can live longer. Again, because the universe is sadistic af.
  • The soulmate clock is actually something breakable and you accidentally break yours or vice versa.
  • Alternate version of above where someone purposely breaks their soulmate clock so they can be with someone they fell in love with that isn’t their soulmate/they are strongly opposed to the whole soulmate idea and want to defy the system.
  • Your clock is counting down too fast (as opposed to everyone else’s) and you have no idea what’s going on anymore.
  • It’s been a busy week and after finally having some time to yourself, you just happened to look at your soulmate clock and see that it’s already at 00:00:00:00 and you don’t know when that happened because you don’t religiously check your clock either.
  • Your soulmate clock is actually telling you what time it is where your soulmate is currently at (could include AM/PM/time zones or not, for example 3:46:31 MDT).
  • I already wrote something similar to this but a countdown au where your soulmate has died and you two still happen to meet each other (one is a ghost, one is alive) and the other finds peace after the meeting.

[ Distance ]

  • Where you actually have a compass instead of a clock, and it leads you to where your soulmate should be.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving colors

[ Eyes ]

  • Reverse colors AU where you can see in color but once you meet/marry your soulmate your world turns black and white, this is how people can tell that married couples really love each other because they’re willing to give up a world of colors for their soulmate. If your soulmate dies you get to see color again.
  • Between you and your soulmate, only one of you can see other colors and the other sees black and white. Like you can see all the other colors except black/white/grays, and the other one can only see in black/white/grays. If you two meet, you’ll get to see all the colors.
  • You can see colors but realize that recently, with each passing day, your world of colors is becoming a little duller and you’re panicking because you don’t know what’s going on, or what it means, or if your soulmate is okay.
  • You can see colors and your world turns black and white but it doesn’t necessarily have to mean your soulmate is dead. There can be other factors that will result in a black and white world like losing eyesight, but you don’t know that.
  • You will be able to see the world in full color once you meet your soulmate but until then, you can only see the world in the eye color of your soulmate. However, you can alter the color your soulmate can see, for example, by wearing contact lenses. Like if you wear blue contact lenses, your soulmate sees the world in blue, purple makes them see the world in purple and etc. And you realize each day/week you get to see the world in a different color because your soulmate is being all cute and would want you to see every color there is and they probably have a huge collection of contact lenses by the time you both meet.
  • Everyone is born color blind and their sights are fixed once they meet their soulmate, or your soulmate is blind and you have the choice to give them your sight, but it’s irreversible and if they die, they take your sight with them.

[ Hair ]

  • If you dye your hair, your soulmate’s hair color changes as well and you swear the moment you see your soulmate you will choke them because you just woke up with your hair colored like a rainbow and it’s your first job interview at a prestigious company what the fuck. Oh, and your best friend just took a picture to post online and wait—what, how many likes is that?
  • Like the above AU but you only get highlights for the dyed color of your soulmate’s hair. If your hair color returns to normal, it means your soulmate has returned to their natural hair color too.
  • Related to the first two AUs—you decide to get revenge on your soulmate by dying your hair the most absurd color combination you can think of and the exchange goes back and forth until you meet each other. It can be that if you meet, you two can dye your hair without affecting the other anymore.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair your fingernails turn into that color (like nail polish?) and you’re hoping your soulmate isn’t bald by the time you meet because it’s the fifth time the past two months that your nails have changed colors.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair, your eyes turn into that color and you wish your soulmate wouldn’t change it again because you really like this shade in your eyes.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving any kind of body mark

[ Tattoos ]

  • You and your soulmate have identical tattoos on your wrist about the date when you’ll meet each other. Place and time can be included (as opposed to the countdown AUs).
  • Like the countdown AU, an alternate version where it’s your soulmate’s date of death that’s tattooed on your skin.
  • Where a tattoo isn’t set from the moment you’re born and whatever tattoos your soulmate gets, you get it too and it’s all cool because you kind of like the designs, except you also feel the pain of getting a tattoo and that sucks because you’re kind of in the middle of an exam right now and it’s getting harder to concentrate on your work.
  • You remove your tattoo because you hate the idea of someone dictating who you can be with for the rest of your life and the person who’s removing it happens to be your soulmate and they’re torn between letting you know and just not bringing it up because you kind of went there because you didn’t want a soulmate and vice versa.
  • Your tattoo is only half complete and it completes itself the moment you find your soulmate, like if you had half a heart, you’d get a full heart on your skin.
  • You’re not sure if the other half of your tattoo should end with this person’s words, or that one’s—wait, I think it might end with the phrase of that other person too. It’s just a very open-ended sentence…
  • You don’t have a name tattoo on your wrist, meaning you probably don’t have a soulmate but you didn’t want your friends to tease you about it so you had a tattoo made on your wrist about some name you picked at random because your friend said she wanted to see it soon. And then somehow there’s a person claiming to be your soulmate and they’re kind of cute and sweet so you don’t know what to do.
  • Because the universe is sadistic af, it only gave you the first letter of your soulmate’s name.
  • Your tattoo is like a mood ring, it changes its color depending on what your soulmate is feeling at the moment and you’re not sure exactly what rainbow means.

[ Scars ]

  • The only way for your scars to disappear is when your soulmate kisses them goodbye.

[ Others ]

  • Whatever mark you get on your skin your soulmate gets it too so one day, you just kind of just get a sharpie and start writing on your skin. You definitely didn’t expect to get a reply, but you did. Now it’s five in the morning and you’re just about covered in ink and this will be a pain to wash off later.
  • Imagine the above point but like, your soulmate maybe falls off a bike and you write on your arm what happened, and your soulmate replies to reassure you everything’s okay. Yes, you always carry a non-permanent marker to write on your skin at all times.
  • You accidentally fell down the stairs and broke a leg, oh, and fate must love you because it seems your soulmate also broke the other leg (or something else) and whatever happens to the other, you feel it too (no actual injury but you feel the same amount of pain) so now you’re in the hospital and you happen to meet your soulmate in the waiting area.
  • Wait, imagine the above point but way into the future and you’re about to give birth and your soulmate must be cursing you and rolling on the floor by the operating table or the waiting area screaming murder and punching walls while crying. Also periods, yes periods. Okay, I’ll shut up now.
  • You can choose to take the pain of your soulmate away. Like if they’re sick or even if they just have a paper cut, you can choose to transfer the pain/sickness to yourself instead and they’ll heal. You can only do it once you meet them though, since what happens to them doesn’t happen to you, unless you transfer it to yourself.
  • Like above but what if the pain becomes two times or more worse. Imagine someone afraid of pain, and the other soulmate shouldering everything or maybe you can half the pain your soulmate feels if you can’t handle taking everything on your own.
  • Alternate version of above two points where you can also transfer your pain to your soulmate. Imagine the payback you can do.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving reincarnation

  • There wasn’t a soulmate system in place before, now it’s about a thousand and more years later, and—wait, aren’t you the person that killed me in that back alley?
  • Where you’re reborn with the memories of your soulmate and you can only get your past memories if you meet each other again in this lifetime.
  • You somehow find a diary/journal of your old self and read through the contents of how you met your soulmate centuries ago.
  • Your soulmate was an artist of centuries ago, and currently, you’re an art student at university (or not but you’re taking an arts class). Then one day for a field trip, you go to a far-away museum and you just find yourself staring at what was your reflection, wearing different clothes to fit the timeline but it was definitely a split-image of you, on one of the framed displays.
  • Alternate version of the above where your soulmate still was an artist of centuries ago but you were there too, and you both were able to meet again in this lifetime. You don’t remember anything but you’d be at the museum, looking at the picture that looks like you with curiosity until your soulmate (who remembers everything) comes by and asks you what you think of the painting.
  • You’re sent to an insane asylum because everyone is convinced you’ve lost your hold on reality since you’re the only one that remembers everything from your past life. Also, that new doctor is your soulmate.
  • Your soulmate from the past life is not your soulmate in this life.
  • You become a writer and your series of novels become extremely popular, but what they don’t know is that you’re retelling your previous life where certain circumstances made it so you and your soulmate did not end up together but your soulmate promises to be with you the next lifetime. At a book signing you open the book cover of a fan’s copy to see something written on the front page: “I’m sorry I took so long.”
  • You don’t remember anything from your previous life but your soulmate does—your first meeting under the tree with the broken swing in summer, the way you smiled when you met each other again at the start of the school year, your eyes that were filled with such mirth and depth and beauty, even the way your hands fit together like missing piece of a puzzle—everything, even the gasps for air, the coarse little pleas, the way you stared with a look of betrayal until your bright eyes became nothing but a dull sheet of color at the hands encasing your neck in a vice grip.
  • You keep going to this place, and you always notice another person here too. Neither of you know that this is the place where the both of you had died/first met in the past life.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving dreams

  • Kind of a reincarnation AU where you’re losing the distinction between reality and dreams because when you’re asleep, you actually relive your past life, and you’re not sure if you’d much rather stay in the past or in the present anymore.
  • If you’re on separate time zones, when you sleep, you see the world in the eyes of your soulmate at present time. You see the world through your soulmate’s eyes, what they’re eating, who they’re talking to, the contents of the essay paper they’re trying to finish, but if they look into a mirror/reflective surface/picture, the image is blurred so you don’t really have a clue what they look like.
  • You see your soulmate in the eyes of their friend instead.
  • Imagine that soulmates just have this ability to dream together/meet each other in your dreams regardless of whether or not you two meet in real life. Your dreams could then be like a real-life video game, for example, you two could be in a zombie-apocalypse type of dream and you both would try your best to help each other out. If one gets bitten/dies you wake up and your soulmate is there to tell you everything is alright or tease you how you couldn’t shoot fast enough and then you’d both go back to sleep and maybe start round two.
  • Just like the above point, imagine how you and your soulmate could pretty much be with each other even after you’d both gone to your separate homes/shared bed.
  • Your soulmate is dead and the only way you two can see each other again is in your dreams and everyday your soulmate tries to make sure you know they love you and will always be there for you the moment you close your eyes and retire for the night.

✖ Other Soulmate AUs

  • You and your soulmate can communicate with thoughts and your soulmate happens to be a math major and you really need help with this test right now.
  • On some days, whatever your soulmate thinks of is something you can hear in your mind and your soulmate is currently reading really hardcore smut fics and you’re trying so hard not to mess up this class presentation which shoulders half your mark for the semester.
  • You get to share the same talents as your soulmate and you probably hit the jackpot because it’s the first time you’ve ever touched this instrument but you’re quite the professional at it, what? Shredding? I don’t know what that is but—oh… hey okay, I just did it I think.
  • The Red String of Fate exists, and only some people have the ability to see the strings, and these people can actually cut strings and knot other people’s strings in to alter the soulmate laws. Your best friend’s wedding is tomorrow and they know you can see the string. They ask you to help them defy the laws of the universe and help them be with the person they love even though they know that’s not their soulmate. You know they love each other so much so you help them, even though the person your best friend’s marrying/your best friend is your soulmate.
  • How about like the colors AU except it can be your voice or your hearing instead that comes and goes when your soulmate dies. Imagine how your soulmate’s voice is the first and the last thing you’ll ever hear.


So I decided to just make a post of all the ideas I’ve thought of so far for each theme! I tried to think of things I haven’t read before but I’m pretty sure with tons of people out there, some of these are sure to exist already. I was also planning to write more but maybe next time, my heart hurts already from typing these ;////;)’

I hope you guys like it though and please feel free to add on to this or make these into stories please I’ll love you forever and tag me please I’d love to read them.

++ justfandomwritings is queen of Soulmate AUs, and I’d like to dedicate this to her because she’s amazing and so much more ♥ ^^

✰ * º ❛ even more popular text posts ask meme. ❜

‘  my kink is getting some fuckin sleep.  ’
‘  omg here goes your lil crybaby ass.  ’
‘  the beatles wouldn’t even fucking exist if big time rush hadn’t paved the path for them so shut the fuck up.  ’
‘  don’t start buddy. don’t you dare.  ’
‘  gay rights? true, as a gay, i am always right.  ’
‘  not to vent, but: fuck.  ’
‘  the worst pain is to make small talk with someone you once told everything to.  ’
‘  i think i accidentally break my own heart a lot.  ’
‘  sometimes ‘brb’ stands for ‘be ready bitch’ so you have to be careful.  ’
‘  i want to kiss you in a way that makes you not want to kiss anyone else ever again.  ’
‘  shout out to the people who are still friends with me even though i’m a fucking idiot.  ’
‘  it’s safe to assume that at any given moment i want to go back to bed.  ’
‘  i’m a big fan of anything that will help me chill the fuck out.  ’
‘  i don’t go through people’s pictures on their phone cause i wasn’t raised in the jungle.  ’
‘  i think we, as a people, just need to have a glass of water.  ’
‘  i don’t have enough black clothes.  ’
‘  sweetie, i could sleep for ten years and i’d still be tired.  ’
‘  i would sleep so much better with your arms wrapped around me.  ’
‘  me??? tired??? sleepy??? yes, constantly.  ’
‘  i’m pb&j – petty, bitter, and jealous.  ’
‘  the fact that sloths aren’t extinct somehow proves that if you go at your own pace and mind your own fucking business you too can succeed.  ’
‘  i wish i could be the person i want to be, but i’m too tired.  ’
‘  i always look sleep deprived. is that hot?  ’
‘  just because there’s always room for improvement doesn’t mean you’ll never be good enough.  ’
‘  my heart is a soft and sensitive mess.  ’
‘  all i want is a big garden and no responsibilities.  ’
‘  honestly someone not liking beyonce is a deal breaker and not for any political reasons, but just like you’re probably, definitely really boring.  ’
‘  hey guys, i’m a huge fan of genuine love and affection.  ’
‘  now i’m falling asleep and she’s calling a crab and he’s having a smoke and she’s kissing the crab.  ’
‘  i’ve been ever since i heard ‘lonely’ by akon at 9 years-old.  ’
‘  my new years resolution is to stop.  ’
‘  i’m irritated cause i’m not lovable in a romantic soulmate way.  ’
‘  i hate knowing that people that ruined parts of me still live and function like nothing ever happened.  ’
‘  i know i’m cute, but you can remind me.  ’
‘  hey, just wondering, but are you fucking kidding me????  ’
‘  i can’t wait to be in love with someone who is also deepfuck in love with me and we love each other forever n’ ever.  ’
‘  me? clingy? yes. please don’t leave me.  ’
‘  girlfriend application compatibility question: do you keep your depression pile on the bed or on the floor?  ’
‘  anything heart shaped is automatically 200% better. this is a fact.  ’
‘  today’s agenda: screaming into the abyss.  ’
‘  going from ‘today is a good day’ to ‘i hate my life’ takes me approximately 2.6 seconds.  ’
‘  everyone needs to wash their face and go to bed.  ’
‘  i’m worth so much more than the ways i’ve been treated.  ’
‘  hey, can i claim you guys as dependents on my taxes?  ’
‘  i really just ignore phone calls. like leave a message. i don’t check those either but like  ’
‘  i honestly just want to pack my bags and go travel the world and see and explore everything possible.  ’
‘  remember being little and thinking dandelions were fun or a pretty color or something and every adult in an 80 mile radius wouldn’t let you say that without screaming IT’S A WEED.  ’
‘  why did we just accept catdog?  ’
‘  my ‘stay in bed all day’ game’s too strong.  ’
‘  you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable.  ’
‘  i always forget that i literally don’t owe anyone anything!  ’
‘  i wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on.  ’
‘  honestly… us girls? us women? we always out here, knowin.  ’
‘  would an alien think i’m pretty?  ’
‘  i love boys, but only as a concept.  ’
‘  why do parents get mad when you sleep in all day? like i’m staying out of trouble and i’m not spending your money like what’s the issue here????  ’
‘  i identify as an inconvenience to the world.  ’
‘  i seriously regret telling anyone, anything, ever lmao  ’
‘  dating me is like dating a five year-old. i need all of your attention and i’m cranky if i haven’t had a nap.  ’
‘  i’m literally tired of myself.  ’
‘  don’t introduce me to ur parents unless you plan on marrying me because they’re going to love me and ask about me for the rest of your life lol  ’
‘  what the hell is a straight person? only straight thing i know about is the edge of my beloved sword.  ’
‘  i highly recommend never having feelings.  ’
‘  self care is going into a cornfield at night to get abducted by aliens.  ’
‘  staying up late with another human is such a weird thing like you get this special bond and a what-is-this feeling  ’
‘  do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends?  ’
‘  um no offense but whom’st’ve going to loveth me?  ’
‘  date a girl who fucks everything up.  ’
‘  not all who mcfreakin wander are mcfreakin lost.  ’
‘  i may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled. i have no idea what i’m doing.  ’
‘  a fun and interesting fact about me is that i’m a fucking idiot.  ’
‘  you can start again anytime!  ’
‘  all you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point in wishing you had did differently. the past is the past.  ’
‘  i can’t believe an angel like me has to suffer so much.  ’
‘  you’re all so obsessed with love and being loved. what about just going to sleep?  ’
‘  i’m smart, but i do dumb shit anyway.  ’
‘  tbh i never deal with my emotions. i just let them ravage my body and then go to bed and then i wake up and do it all over again.  ’
‘  first of all: i don’t know shit, so jot that down.  ’
‘  i’ll just ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ my way through life.  ’
‘  i’m tired of things costing money.  ’
‘  don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh?  ’
‘  who cares? do better, move on.  ’
‘  i don’t need a significant other. just a significant income.  ’
‘  appreciation for everyone who’s ever talked to me bc i’m annoying and dumb.  ’
‘  thnks fr th mntl llnss.  ’
‘  what  hasn’t killed me has just made me overly sensitive and defensive.  ’
‘  i don’t know shit ya’ll!!!!! i’m just out here.  ’
‘  binge-watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant.  ’
‘  i’m in the wrong realm and i think everyone can tell.  ’
‘  this might come as a shock but I’m Not Feelin too good my dudes.  ’
‘  i’m alive, but only ironically.  ’
‘  there she goes again being over dramatic and by she, i mean me.  ’
‘  do you ever feel like have tried Too Hard to a friend and now you have become That Obnoxious Weirdo?  ’
‘  lgbt: lasagna! garfield’s beloved treat.  ’
‘  my favorite phrase in the english language is ‘i shit you not.’  ’
‘  i’m a real boring bitch! a snoozer!  ’
‘  i honestly look so good lounging in an oversized t-shirt and no pants. when will someone experience the blessing of domestic living w/ me?  ’
‘  you don’t understand how hard it is to take a selfie when you’re ugly.  ’
‘  you son of a mumford!  ’
‘  hi, i’m here to ruin everything.  ’
‘  you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their hands. for example, if it’s a skeleton hand then they’re dead.  ’
‘  the year is 2020 and i am found guilty of treason against the united states for vague blogging that i hate someone and donald trump thought it was about him.  ’
‘  everybody calm down, we’re going to be fine! :))) we’ve weathered worse than this! :) :) :) :) really all this panic just seems like a huge overreaction imho   ’
‘  no beta readers. we publish our crap writing like men.  ’
‘  i need $$$$$ not feelings.  ’
‘  ‘idk imma see’ = i ain’t coming, never was coming, never considered it, never gave it a single thought, only remembered cause you asked again.  ’
‘  oops, i don’t care lol  ’
‘  why girls always crop the halo out of their selfies? stop being so modest. we know the truth.  ’
‘  maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,  ’
‘  i always get told i look like a bitch bc i’m always glaring while i walk, but i’m not glaring, i’m squinting. i have sensitive eyes. they’re watering.  ’
‘  concept: it’s 3 am. candle lit room. a record is spinning. you’re kissing me. we have no worries in the world. we’re warm and content.  ’
‘  i need to go into the forest and scream for an hour and a half.  ’
‘  pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars.  ’
‘  life really isn’t what i expected it to be. less quicksand. almost no quicksand to be honest. lots of metaphorical quicksand tho.  ’
‘  i have a question for u: like are u done… like is it over?  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive.  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive. for me, it’s myself.  ’
‘  whenever i see police i always try not to act suspicious and fail internally even though i never did anything wrong.  ’
‘  new years resolution: less bitter, more glitter.  ’

Fanfic Recommendations! ^_^

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Hey everyone! *waves*

So, I decided to make a list of some fics I’ve read that I recommend that you guys read! (Duh @ me, hence the title of this, why are you so dumb sometimes? cx)

I spend a bit too much time reading fanfics sometimes, when I should really be either doing homework/writing my own stuff buuut… cx 

But yeah, these are going to be pretty much all BTS fics, because I’m trash that belongs in a bin somewhere buuut cx Please do check them out, I think these authors deserve recognition!

I will also update this list as I find more cx

These are also in no particular order!!


Last updated: 22/01/17


1. Wanderer by @roseok

Reader x Park Jimin - soulmate!AU (ongoing)

So, I really liked the concept of this and how beautifully written it is c: The storyline is rather quite unique (although I haven’t read a whole lot of soulmate!AUs, it does still come off as unique!)

2. The Joker by @astro-child

Suicide Squad!AU - BTS (ongoing)

So, I’m still not over how well this goes, with Jungkook as the Joker, and Jimin as Harley Quinn?? I’ve kinda been bugging Shanel over how much I liked it, but I needed her to know that I really liked it! cx

3. Catalyst : Unbroken by @zephyoongist (collaboration/one shot)

Hunter!Yoongi x Angel!Reader (One shot)

This was honestly beautifully written, the details are really well done c: And the ending, ah the feels cx

4. Tenacious by @jin-oppa

Reader x Yoongi - Mafia/gang!AU (Ongoing)

Because I’m a sucker for mafia!Yoongi cx I really liked how this was written, and it was interesting to see how each member was portrayed as a gang member c:

5. Masquerade by @happy-meo

Reader x Jimin x Hoseok - Office!AU x Hosts!AU (Completed - 4 parts with a sequel which I also recommend)

Ah, this one had me binge reading for ages cx It also had me conflicted between Jimin and Hoseok, I couldn’t choose who I wanted (Y/N) to be with cx But it was honestly written really well, I enjoyed it ^.^ (warning: This one does have slight smut in it cx)

6. Red Skies by @jungk0oksthighs

Werewolf!AU - BTS (Completed - 10 parts)

This had me curious to find out more, and it was interesting that Jungkook is the alpha here, rather than one of the older guys like Jin or Yoongi cx

7. Strings by @minsuxga

Soulmate!AU - BTS (Completed - 2 parts)

The feels with this one was too much, ah my heart T_T But it was so so well written, the details and everything, and the ending, ah my poor heart T_T

8. Out of the Egg by @happy-meo 

Jungkook x Reader - War/Rebellion!AU (Completed - 6 parts)

So, I just read the first part of this, but I’m already hooked, the concept and storyline are so good, and it’s written so well ^_^ Ah, it’s so good!

9. Wishful Wings by @writeiolite

Jimin x Reader - Royals!AU (One shot I believe cx)

This was so cute, had me swooning over Jimin (but then again, when am I not swooning over him and the rest of BTS? cx) And I really liked the detailing of the story c:

10. Heartless by @bangtan-spells

Namjoon x Reader - Fantasy!AU (One shot I think c:)

This was unique, I haven’t read any fics with this concept/storyline before c: And as with many on this list, really well-written, props to the writer! ^.^

11. sinners to saints by @seoulscapes

Jimin x Reader - Spy!AU (Ongoing)

So, there’s actually one only part of this out so far, but that first part had me intrigued and genuinely wanting to read more ^_^ I really like the concept, and it’s written really well, even the action ^_^

12. the heir by @taegonia

Jimin x Reader (I am literal trash for this boy as you can see cx) - Mafia!AU (I’m not sure of the status of this one)

Looks like I found myself a new fanfic to binge read cx I really like how it’s written, I’ve only started reading this, but I’m already really liking it so I thought I should add it to this Fic Rec list ^_^

13. blazing arrows by @daddychiminie

Jimin x Reader, ft. Jungkook (fml I’m total trash) - Supernatural!AU, Cupid!Jimin (ongoing)

I love this, love the concept of cupid!jimin, and I just love the style it’s written in, the plot is definitely really interesting, all in all great c:

14.  Sanitarium by @lthyl

Taehyung x Reader - Harley Quinn!AU (Completed - 2 parts)

This was just amazing, I really admire how well she portrays the insanity of both Taehyung and the spiraling descent into madness of Y/N, I aspire to be able to write like this c:


I will definitely be adding to this in the near future, but for now, please do check these out and support the writers! I know as a writer myself how gratifying it feels when someone leaves feedback on a story, so please do go read these, I assure you they’re good! ^_^

anonymous asked:

Soulmate AU where your soulmark doesn't only symbolise your soulmate, but also how you'll realise that they are your soulmate. (because unlike the romace novels it isn't always "bond" at first sight, sometimes it takes YEARS to discover what was there all along). Now imagine Stiles so obsessed with his very-much everlasting state of virginity because of his bite mark on his chest and HELLO what else could that mean. (part 2 in the next ask)

Part 2: Or imagine derek trying everything to get rid of his mark, because the bullet shaped mark was the reason his young naive self approached the argents, and KATE, in the first place. And we all know how that went.

The water was cold as it splashed on his face – cold and refreshing – and his hands stayed pressed against his face for a long minute, his eyes closed and a tired sigh leaving him. Slowly, Derek dropped his hands from his face and grabbed the edges of the sink. He hesitated before finally lifting his gaze to the mirror in front of him.

His eyes, blank with a hint of sadness and bags heavy underneath them, found the bullet shaped mark slightly to the left of the center of his chest immediately.

Derek had been five when his mom had sat him down and told him about soulmates and soulmarks for the first time. And because of his soulmark, it had also been when he was told of hunters and how he needed to be careful. More careful than any of his siblings and any of his friends.

He had been five and hadn’t listened. He hadn’t listened when he was thirteen either, nor when he was sixteen and approached the woman he thought he was his soulmate.

It had been years – long and painful years – and he had yet to forgive himself for that. He doubted he ever would,and looking at his soulmark made him feel sick to his stomach.

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in a world where you have your true love tattooed on one wrist and your sworn enemy on the other, and you dont know which is which...

CINDER
-k so her wrists are obviously kai and levana
-and when she was little she thought Kai was some terrible person she would loathe bc true love could mean romantic love or platonic love or familial love and Aunt Levana would never hurt her!!! Right???
-So she would follow around Levana, trying to spend as much time with her as possible, bc she knew her and Aunt Levana would have the most incredible aunt-niece relationship ever.
-hahaha but post-almost being burned alive, Peony is obsessed with Cinder’s wrists bc Kai!!! Like the prince!!!!!!
-meanwhile Pearl and Adri scornfully remind her that Kai is a common name, its probably some peasant
-and Cinder tries her best to stay impartial. Her gloves not only hide her cyborg hand but her tattoos as well, and she actually forgets about them for a long period of time….
-and then she meets the prince. And oh shit. Ohhhh shitttt
-cinder isnt the best at romantic interaction, and she cant tell if that was flirting?? He probably hates her, shes a cyborg…
-and the mission to figure out whats on his wrists begins
-but why is he always wearing long sleeves??
-and the night of the ball, she finally sees one of his wrists! and it says levana. Oh dear
-so all of a sudden shes in jail and kai and levana are getting married and her place is quite clear…but why is levana the other name on her wrist?
-so what keeps cinder going, all throughout scarlet and cress, is that they have to be soulmates. Theres no other way.

KAI
-hes got Cinder/Levana
-and when hes a little kid and hasnt met either, he always kinda hopes cinder is the true love because the name just sounds so much…warmer
-then the whole arranged marriage starts happening and kai’s like…idk bout this…but the wrists dont lie…
-but then he meets cinder and its just!!! marry me!!!
-and then he realizes it…one of these girls is his sworn enemy…
-shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
-but things seem to solve themselves when Cinder is arrested and becomes known as a terrorist
-except levanas definitely not his soulmate? Bc most soulmates dont want to kill you…
-and so its an internal battle because besides the wrists he knows both have glamours powerful enough to control his feelings
-some nights he lays in his bed and just kinda cries bc he doesnt know whats real anymore
-but when they kidnap kai from the wedding and theres finally some time to talk to cinder, she shows him her wrists
-and theyre like “either its u and me or we re fighting to the death over levanas affection”
-so that becomes an inside joke of theirs, and kais always like “hahaha im winning” leading up to his marriage w levana
-but they act like in love idiots throughout winter bc they now theyre soulmates

Thats kaider for yall, imma do the other ships on other posts to avoid longness

ardently

  • @prettychritty requested: Can I please get a fluffy soulmate au with got7 Jackson, like where their soulmate’s first word is written on their wrist? And he’s an idol and you’re a fan and you guys meet at a fanmeet? Sorry if it seems confusing 😅 Thank you 💕

ardently, adjective

having, expressive of, or characterized by intense feeling; passionate; fervent: ardent love.

Pairing: Jackson Wang x Reader

Genre: Fluff + Soulmate AU

Word Count: 2.42k

Authors Note: I have no idea how this is gonna be, but i hope you like it lmao… i really hope i made it so fluffy that you feel like cringing but still enjoy it o’ dearest one, please enjoy it.


It had been three years since the words appeared on your skin. The more you looked and got accustomed to it, the more you felt an overwhelming flush of emotion. You weren’t on the hunt for your soulmate, if anything, you were pretty passive to the whole idea but it made you feel some kind of way knowing someone was out there for you.  

It would have been better if the words weren’t so clueless though. ‘Holy Shit,’ wasn’t something you wanted to base the love of your life on but by gods, that’s what was imprinted in staggering black ink across your wrist.  

When your mother had sat you down and explained the whole soulmate ordeal to you at a tender age of ten, it seemed beyond magical; to know that you wouldn’t end up alone, that there was someone you could connect seamlessly with. It was too picturesque for you to imagine, even though you had read and heard countless stories of people feeling an earth-shattering sense of euphoria when the finally met their soulmate. Yes, you had felt glimpses of that throughout your life but at this point, you called low-key bullshit.  

Mindlessly you trace the words as your best friend, Soo, ecstatically jumps beside you.

“Can you believe we’re actually here? We’re gonna see Got7 in person?” Soo was on the clouds and she was happily dragging you along with her.

The both of you are standing on the longest line known to man, your legs have begun to ache since a few minutes ago but you put on a brave face. Got7 is the band that you love with your entire being, there’s no way you’re going to allow a few pains make you complain. 

“How long before the meet starts?” You ask as you readjust your shirt and pat down your hair. Your heart is thumping so fast that you are assertive that Soo could hear it, scrap that, you were sure your soulmate could hear it.  

You laugh at that. You’re pretty sure you wouldn’t find your soulmate anytime soon and at a fanmeet no less. You just hoped he or she was at least a decent human being.  

Checking her phone Soo tells you that there’s still at least thirty minutes before the fan meet was scheduled to begin. You nod your head, trying your hardest to disregard the slow burn etching up your arm. It wouldn’t be the first time it had happened and every time it did you wondered what the hell holy shit was thinking or better yet if holy shit was near you.

In the few short years that you found out you had a soulmate there had been times when you could feel them close to you, little bursts of energy that made you turn around and search adamantly for a sign—any sign—but to no avail. Soo had told you that it was pointless searching where it came from because if it wasn’t the right time, then you wouldn’t meet the person. But Soo had also found her soulmate at age 14 so her opinions didn’t really sway you. 

It wasn’t until you had felt the second zing course through your body that you finally excuse yourself to the bathroom.  

Soo wiggles her eyebrows at you as she flips her hair. “Are you getting nervous just thinking about being in the same room as them?”

You scoff. “That’s not it, trust me.”

“Ooh, let me guess,” she taps her chin with her forefinger. “You wanna gather enough courage to ask Jackson to sign your breasts? Tsk tsk, I always knew you were a wild one.“

You couldn’t help but laugh as you smacked Soo hard across her arm. “You are unbelievable. That is definitely not why I need to go use the bathroom. Get your head out of your ass, and keep my spot.”

“I got you covered. Go get your confidence,” Soo said chuckling when you flipped her the bird on your way out.  

As you work your way through the clusters of fans and security guards loitering around, you hear someone exclaim “Holy Shit!” Even though you know in your heart that it’s pointless to turn and check who it is, you do it anyways. A girl about 5'2 [157cm] is screaming and jumping as she hugs her group of friends. You stare at her for a moment. Maybe if she looks up and locks eyes with you, you’ll find out if she’s the one. Maybe sparks will fly and you’ll finally be relieved of the burden of hearing Holy Shit twenty times a day.  

It takes less than a minute for you to be let down. The girl doesn’t look up to you, no connections are made, but you watch as her hand slips effortlessly into the taller girl beside her’s palm. To add gasoline to a flame, you watch as the taller girl bends just a little bit and crushes her lips against hers. You don’t need a psychic to tell you that she’s definitely not the one.  

Ha, you laugh to yourself. If you ever do find your soulmate you’ll bash their head in for saying Holy Shit.  

The burning feeling on your arm has almost completely disintegrated and you’re pretty sure it was just some glitch. as always. no matter how many times you tell yourself to not get your hopes up, you—sadly—never listen.

Taking your time, you find the restroom and make fast work in doing your business. In fact, you don’t even notice the building of energy in the pit of your stomach ‘till you’re splashing water on your face.

It hits you like a freight train. 

The same sensation you’ve felt less than a handful of times before. Once on the train after school when you were deliriously tired; you put that down as a hallucination. The second time was at a KCON concert when you were blissfully awake; you filed that under adrenaline.

You don’t give yourself the option to dry your face off before your diving head-first out of the empty bathroom and into the hallway. You don’t even register your surroundings as you come barreling straight into a man’s chest that sends you bouncing to the floor.  

It suddenly feels incredibly hot. Hotter than you’ve ever known and it takes a few moments for your brain (and heart) to calm the heck down. Internally, you curse yourself out. For someone who claims to be passive about having a soulmate, you sure act like the sky is falling down when you feel any little sensation.  

“I’m so sorry,” you say, reaching behind you to push yourself off the ground and hopefully offer a pathetic but apologetic smile. You reach your arm out and in a blur of color, you’re taken aback by who’s standing in front of you with his brown eyes locked onto yours. It feels different, way different than you could ever imagine.  

“Holy Shit.”

What?  

That’s all it takes to break your trance. Holyshitholyshitholyshit. Holy Shit? Your heart is thudding faster in your chest than it ever has. Christ, how can those stupid words turn you into a blustering mess? You want to say something. Anything other than ‘I’m so sorry,’ especially because that’s beyond lame. But the words are caught in your throat, suddenly you’ve forgotten how to speak in coherent sentences.  

And then you’re hit by the second freight train in less than ten minutes.  

“Jackson Wang?” You air the question out. Discretely you pinch your arm as hard as you can. This must be a dream, you tell yourself. Har-dee-har-har, such a fucking realistic dream that you can see The Jackson Wang from Got7 staring at you like maybe something has finally connected.  

You don’t want to acknowledge the sparks that have begun scorching up your arm from your wrist. This is all a cruel joke conjured up by your mind. Jackson Wang? Ha, Soo was right. Maybe you were just nervous. Nervous to the point that you’re having hallucinations. Why would Jackson be out in the hallway anyway? Why would Jackson even be your soulmate? So many things don’t add up in your head but it does absolutely nothing to dull the intense happiness flooding through your chest.  

“Are you… do you feel this? Or is it just me?”

You’re tempted to ask him if this is real. Why does he look like he’s gone to heaven and back? Why does it feel like you can see the stars in his eyes? Why does everything feel so fucking bright?  

“You’re my soulmate?” You ask in complete disbelief but even before he can say anything you already know the answer.  

His face lights up. The way you’ve seen countless times in Live and pre-recorded videos. It feels like a megawatt beam is positioned directly on your face. He looks so breathtaking and you can’t figure out what part of you thinks that. Is it the fan of GOT7 you or is it the soulmate part? But to be brutally honest, you don’t really care. You like this feeling. Suddenly, it makes sense as to why the whole world is caught up in this soulmate business. It feels overwhelmingly good. It’s the kind of good that makes you want to scream ‘holy shit’ ‘till your lungs pass out.  

Jackson takes a few tentative steps towards you, he thinks that if he runs too fast he’ll scare you away. God, he can’t believe that this is happening. Sure, he believed in soulmates but he didn’t expect to find it here. At a fanmeet? Definitely not what he was expecting. And all the lines he had rehearsed in his mind for this one moment?

Gone.

He can’t remember them. Fuck, he’d always thought it was stupid to have tattoos of your first soulmates words on your wrist. Especially because his read ‘I’m so sorry.’ It had been frustrating. Do you know how many people apologize in a day? A whole lot. So much so that Jackson can’t help the overwhelming urge to—

Before he has time to calculate his actions, he’s wrapping you crushingly tight within his arms.  

You don’t know what to do, you can’t breathe. You swear on Soo’s life that you can feel angels sing as you breathe in his scent. Christ, this feels good. You’ve been missing out on so much. You hope this is not a dream. You hope you’re not falling into something that’s not even there to begin with. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he says and you can almost hear the smile on his face.  

“I have a feeling.”  

He lets you go and the sudden loss of contact leaves you in a mess. You can’t stop the smile threatening to split your cheeks open. You try to reel in the blush creeping across your cheeks but you find out that you lost all control.

“I’m Jackson, by the way, and I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he says with a wink that sends you on a one-way trip somewhere among the clouds.

You chuckle a little, searching for your voice. “That rhymes, did you practice that?”  

Caught in his act, his eyes widen comically. “I did no such thing.”

“I’m _____.” You can’t stop smiling. If you had known this was how it would be, heck you would have begun searching for him years ago.  

You don’t even realize that someone important has made his way over, with a walkie-talkie attached to his waist and is impatiently waiting for Jackson to pay him attention. When he finally realizes that Jackson is on cloud 9, he breaks the bubble. “I’ve told you a thousand times to stop running away like that! This is the fourth time you’ve claimed to feel your soulmate in a week! Please, let’s go backstage.”

The smirk on Jackson’s face doesn’t dim as he catches your hand in his—it feels comfortably warm, easy—and sends a wink to his manager. “Surprise, surprise. Guess the fifth times the charm,” he raises your intertwined fingers. “Isn’t that right, _____?”

You shake your head, grinning like a fool as you tighten your grip on him. You’re sure if someone googled lovestruck your face would appear as the ad. But you don’t give a flying shit. 

“Bet.”


A/N: I hope everyone likes it! please tell me if you did haha 

x kai

Life throws crazy things at you, and if you’re one of the lucky ones you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you belong together. As lovers, or as best friends, or as family, or all together at once which makes it something entirely different. You just somehow work. You understand one another, you’re in love and they somehow become your partner in crime without a second thought. You meet this person throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. They make you realize what it is like to feel the actual air in your lungs and being able to finally breathe. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
—  from one soulmate to another

Zimbits AU where your world is black and white until you hear your soulmate laugh

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Jack knows his parents’ story off by heart.

Bob had been on the ice at an away game. The crowd was screaming; it was overtime. Things had been a bit tense. 

And then Bob had put a puck in the net of the opposition and that was it. The disappointed home audience had fallen into a quiet grumble after some polite clapping. Many hands were slapped on Bob’s back as the team skated towards the edge of the ice. Bob had been just about to leave the rink, and then-

A laugh. A snorting, wonderful laugh, and his world filled with color.

He had frozen where he stood, ears caught on the sound of that laugh and the voice that followed.

“I told you, didn’t I? No one’s got it like Bad Bobby Z!”

It was his turn to let out a laugh and he did, with gusto. His voice boomed so loud it had seemed to reverberate around the arena, every head swiveling to the source of the noise.

Every time he told that story, Bob swore blind he heard his soulmate’s gasp in the ensuing silence. Alicia would roll her eyes fondly, stating that she did not gasp, thank you very much, and that the dreadful nickname she’d called him had been popular among hockey fans at the time. 

Whatever the truth, they’d introduced themselves moments later and were married within the year. It was like that, with soulmates. Instantaneous.

Jack’s not heard that story since before the Draft. He knows people think if he’d found his soulmate before- before, he wouldn’t have done it. But people tend to over romanticize things out of habit. In the end, soulmates and laughter and colors had very little to do with how he ended up here.

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anonymous asked:

Don't get me wrong, I really love soulmate tattoos au, but like, imagine you having a fucking "hello,nice to meet you" tattoo. I would so fucking pissed tbh

Okay but Grantaire definitely has a “Hello, nice to meet you” tattoo because that’s how Enjolras greet every new member of the ABC, so it doesn’t even fase him, he’s not holy shit that’s my soulmate! 

But Grantaire sees Enjolras and damn he’s pretty what if he’s his soulmate? So the first thing Grantaire does is blurt out the first lines of the Cotton Eye Joe song.

Enjolras pulls up his sleeve to show where his tattoo is: “Jesus I was wondering when that’d be relevent.”

OKAY, HOLD EVERYTHING.

Has anyone considered the application of graphology (study of handwriting) in a soulmate AU??? I mean, most AUs that use words/names for a soul mark also have it written in a character’s handwriting. There would definitely be a job for expert graphologists who analyze soul marks and tell clients what their soulmate(s) are like.

Consider:

  • An AU where the handwriting changes as a person ages/develops. People have regular appointments to get their marks analyzed for updates.
  • AU where a character becomes a graphologist. Maybe they still have to make appointments with another graphologist for an official examination and they find out their new g is also their soulmate.
  • AU where a character becomes one of the best mark graphologists of their time but it turns out they don’t have a mark of their own.
  • AU where character A thinks graphology is a load of crap and character B, their soulmate, is a graphologist.
  • How would marks be different for people who can’t write? Would there be some standard for these marks that could be analyzed?

I know this is kind of nerdy and specific for an AU, but…graphology! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ✧゚・: *

Jeff Atkins - One Shot

A/N: Please forgive me but this is extremely long. I wanted it to read out like the show where Hannah is the narrator but the flashbacks/events are from the reader’s perspective - kinda like when Clay was reliving them if that makes sense.

Let me know how you like it!

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Hannah

Y/N, I can count all of the times I ran into you on my fingers but yet you left a lasting impression. You and Jeff were the envy of the school. The cheerleader and the all-star jock. There was nothing cuter than when the two of you were together. Your locker was 4 away from mine and there wasn’t a day I didn’t see him meet you there before each class. I envied you so much. Both of you. You had it all. Love. Popularity. Friendship. You were good at everything you tried to do, and you were still some of the sweetest, kind-hearted people, I’d ever met -

 

You

“Dang, you’re looking extra fine today, baby.” Jeff said, coming up behind you to press a kiss on the back of your head before leaning against the locker next to yours.

 “Not as fine as Angie’s lips though, right?” You returned hotly, continuing to look through the mess of papers to see if you could find your chemistry study guide.

 It took him a moment to process what you’d just said and he immediately straightened up. “What?”

 “That’s what you said to Angie in the library right?” You slammed your locker shut, throwing your bag over your shoulder. “If she’s what you want then be my guest.”

Jeff rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around your waist. “You know you’re all I want. You’re all I’ve wanted since 8th grade. I was just congratulating her, that’s all baby. Besides you got best face and best legs. I’m sure you’ve gotten a few compliments today.”

His lips pressed playful kisses along the side your neck, nuzzling his face in your hair to make you laugh. As much as you wanted to stay mad, it was hard when he was just so damn cute.

“Besides - since when do you get jealous?” He asked, with an innocent smile on his face. Then in a moment of recognition, his eyes widened. “Uh-oh. Are you on your period? Is that why you’re so emotional?”

You’d known Jeff since the sixth grade and had been dating since the 8th, by sophomore year of high school, he was practically an expert at reading you and making things better. Lowering your head, you nodded it slowly.

“Awh baby.” He pouted his lips, lowering them to kiss yours. “It’s your lunch period right? Let’s go get you some chocolate from the vending machine. My treat.”

I chuckled, wrapping my arm around his torso to hug him tightly. “Well aren’t you my knight in shining armor.”

“You’re damn right I am.” He laughed, kissing the top of your head.

With his arm thrown over over your shoulder, you walked down the hallway together. Clay and Hannah were talking by the his locker and you both smiled at them.

 “Jensen!” Jeff nodded his head at Clay, the smaller man awkwardly smiling and giving a wave.

“Hey Hannah.” You smiled. “I love those boots.”

She looked down at her shoes then up at you with a genuine, touched smile, saying thank you before you and Jeff disappeared around the corner.

 “That kid has the biggest crush on her.” Jeff said, looking down at you.

“If only he had the balls to do something about it.”

 

Hannah

You had no idea how much something so small had meant to me. You didn’t know about the shitty day I’d had. You didn’t know about how hard I’d had things lately. You didn’t say it to get something out of it. You were genuine and nice  and it helped a lot that day.

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Hannah

At the dance you and Jeff showed up fashionably late. Your hair was down straight, not a strand out of place. Your makeup was no less than perfect like it usually was. You wore an all black dress that matched Jeff’s suit. Sleeveless, with a puffed skirt. The whole thing molding to your perfect body. I had watched as you two entered the gym - everyone did - your both grabbed the attention of everyone and it never seemed to phase you as you were in your own little world.

 
You

“Ayyyy!” Monty came by, throwing an arm around Jeff and I. “You finally made it!”

Jeff laughed, nodding his head towards me. “Would’ve been here 40 minutes ago if Y/N didn’t take forever getting ready.”

“Hey!” You defended, hitting him playfully. “It takes time to create a masterpiece like this.”

“That you are.” Monty looked your up and down, “and those legs definitely deserved to make the list.”

You rolled your eyes and laughed along with Jeff as you were approached by Zach, Justin, and Bryce. Each gave you both a hug and you watched as Jeff tensed when Bryce hugged you. After he let go, Jeff threw his arm around you as if to stake his claim while they made small talk.

“Alright alright. If you fellas don’t mind, I’ma have a dance with my lady.” Jeff said after a while.

“Ooohh” They teased playfully, blowing mock kisses at you.

You laughed as Jeff took you out to the dance floor, his arms wrapping around your waist as you slow danced to the song playing. With your arms wrapped around his neck, holding him close like you had at every dance since you’d been together. He’d gotten better at dancing, certainly improved from the first time when he wouldn’t stop stepping on your feet. He looked down into your eyes, a soft smile on his face.

 “You really are a masterpiece.” He whispered.

You blushed, leaning up to kiss his neck. “All for you baby. Always.”

“Man am I lucky.” He smiled.

Looking over his shoulder, you could see Bryce creeping on some girl and returned your eyes to Jeff. “What was that about earlier? With Bryce?”

His face turned serious again and he looked over his shoulder to where I had been looking. “He’s not a good guy. I don’t know. Guy gives me a bad vibe.”

You nodded, running your fingers through the back of his hair. “He does seem like a douche bag.”

“Yeah, I try not to hang out with him one on one.” He nodded, before changing the subject. “Will you look at this? Clay sitting on one side, Hannah on the other. This would be like the perfect opportunity for him to ask her to dance.”

You laughed, looking at them smiling at each other from across the gym. “Go. Tell him to make a move. I have to use the restroom anyway.”

He smiled, kissing your lips again, before letting go of you to walk up to the bleachers. You smiled to yourself watching him go into big brother mode as he spoke with Clay before you walked out of the gym to use the restroom.

“You and Jeff look so good tonight.” Sheri boosted, applying another coat of lipstick in the mirror. “You know, I wouldn’t be surprised if you guys won prom king and queen for our senior prom. Everyone’s totally jealous of you guys.”

You laughed, brushing a hair behind your ear as you washed your hands. “We are dreamy aren’t we.” You half joked, drying your hands.

“You have no idea. You’ll have the cutest story to tell your kids some day.” She laughed.

“You ready to go back out?” You asked, finally taking notice of her dress. “Damn Sheri, you’re the one looking amazing. I love that dress.”

She laughed, hooking your arm with hers. “Well, I can’t let you have all the glory.”

The two of you walked out of the bathroom and Hannah practically knocked you over as she walked down the hallway, her eyes filled with tears.

“Hannah, hey.” You stopped her, placing a hand on her shoulder to turn her around.

“I’ll meet you inside.” Sheri said, giving us some privacy.

“What’s going on?” You asked her, lifting her chin up to face you. “What happened?”

It’s nothing.” She shook her head, “I just want to go home. It was stupid of me to even think I’d have a good time here.”

“No! Come on - don’t think that way. Come hang out with Jeff and I - Jessica’s in there - we’ll have a great time.”

She looked down then back up at me nodding her head.

“Good.” You smiled, taking your hand in hers.

The two of you walked back inside the gym, each grabbing a cup of punch. You knew Jeff had a game early in the morning so you he wouldn’t be drinking, that gave you a free pass to fill from the spiked bowl. You danced with Hannah before she spotted Jessica getting sloppy with Justin.

“Oh god,” She shook her head, looking over at you. “I’m getting her out of here before she does something she’ll regret.”

You tried to convince her to stay but she didn’t opting to pull Jessica away from Justin. Your eyes met Jeff across the room and your lips lifted into a smile, crossing to jump back into his arms.

“There you are.” He smiled back, kissing you again, “Let’s dance cause this song’s definitely going to play at our wedding.”

 

Hannah

You didn’t have to look out for me that night but you did. I should’ve listened to you, Y/N. I should’ve stayed with you and Jeff and Clay, and ignored everyone else but I didn’t.

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Hannah

It was no surprise that by the time Dollar Valentine came around, you and Jeff had been matched together. While I got guys like Bryce and Marcus, you got your soulmate. Some things just always went right for some people.

 

You

“Well obviously I did dollar valentine - It’s for my squad.” You rolled your eyes, at Monty’s question.

“So?” He asked, “who’d you get?”

Jeff laughed, putting both of our result sheets on the table.

“No - no fucking way!” He laughed in disbelief. “How in the fuck did you two get each other?”

“What can I say man, it’s literally in the cards.” Jeff laughed, pulling you into him before kissing the top of your head. “What do you say? Movies tonight?”

“30 Ways to Die just came out.” You replied. “I’m so down.”

“30 Ways to Die? Seriously?” Zach cocked a brow. “It’s a valentine’s day date - shouldn’t you see some mushy shit?”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Not when you’ve been together as long as we have. Besides, the romance can happen later” You shot him a wink.

 “Awww shit!” Monty laughed finally catching on.

 —

“Let me guess.” Clay said as you approached the counter. “You two are seeing Never Say goodbye for Valentine’s day.”

“No we’re seeing 30 Ways to Die.” He replied.

“You’re a classy date” Hannah joked, counting money at the register.

“I am.” He returned, hanging his head with a chuckle. “This was her idea.”

“Nothing gets me in the mood like a good horror.” I joked, causing her to laugh out loud by my unexpected comment. 

“Oh wow. That’s a first.” She laughed, wiping her eyes.

“What’s up with that Dollar Valentine thing?” Jeff asked Clay. “You told me -”

He was cut off by Clay giving him a look. Hannah looked over at us then at him.

“We’re goin’ to see our movie.” Jeff backtracked, grabbing the bowl of popcorn. “I’ll catch you later.”

“Later guys.” I waved back at them, pinching Jeff’s arm.

“How was I supposed to know?” He asked with a shrug.

 

Hannah

While you were in the theater watching a horror movie, curled against into your boyfriends chest, I spent the next couple of hours wondering why I wasn’t good enough to be doing the same.

 

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Hannah

I think back to the night of Jessica’s party and wonder if things would’ve gone differently if I hadn’t been there. I convinced myself that I could start over. That I could be a person that fit in.. And for a little while I did and it was the most fun I’d had in a long time. Of course you and Jeff were there, surrounded by your usual crowd. Yet you both still found the time to push Clay and I towards each other and I never got the chance to thank you.

 

You

“Justin, Jess is looking for you in the kitchen.” You yelled before you caught sight of Hannah.

“Hannah, hey!” You smiled crossing the room with a red cup in your hand. “I like the new hair.”

 You were always extra touchy when you drank and without even asking, you ran your fingers through her hair to fully appreciate the new length.

She smiled at you returning your overly affectionate hug. “Thank you!” She laughed. “Someone’s been drinking.”

“Hell yeah. It’s my turn. I was DD last week, this week is Jeff’s turn.” You laughed, motioning to your hubby in the corner talking to Zach and Monty.

“Well - that’s responsible.” She returned.

“Hey - Clay’s here, being his usually secluded self. You should go say hi and bring him out of his shell.”

She froze but a blush swept her cheeks. “Oh - no, I wouldn’t want to bother him.”

“Y/N!” Jeff called from across the room. “Zach thinks he can finally take you at beer pong!”

“That so Dempsey?” You yelled, then turned back to Hannah. “That’s my cue but next time I see you, you better be with Clay!”

She laughed, nodding her head while you ran over to Jeff and the guys.

“You think Junior year is going to be the year you beat me? History says you’ll lose!”

“Nah - “ He shook his head. “This is my year. I can feel it.”

 —

As the night went on, you ended up making out with Jeff, grinding along to the music while Zach and the guys continued playing. His hand ran up your thigh grabbing your ass through the fabric of your denim shorts. Biting his lower lip, you swept your tongue across it with a smirk, locking your eyes on him.

“You’re totally spending the night at my house.” He whispered. “Tell your mom you’re spending the night at Sheri’s or something.”

 “I’ll call her when we leave.” I smirked, kissing him again.

As much as your mom loved Jeff, she would much quicker approve of you spending the night at your best friends house then at your boyfriends.

“Look -” You motioned your head towards Hannah and Clay walking out to sit by the pool.

Jeff smiled proudly at his friend as they laughed and giggled. “See, I give good advice.”

The two of them looked over at you and Jeff, and the two of you looked away quickly, with you nuzzling your face into his neck with a laugh.

“Uh - oh” You sighed, watching Troy bother them. “Go get him before he ruins it.”

“On it!”

Jeff did as he was told, grabbing Troy and bringing him back towards the ping pong table. You shot Hannah and Clay a wink before Jeff’s lips were back on yours again.

“Seriously. I don’t know what it is, but you’re lookin’ extra good tonight. One more hour tops and I’m getting my hands on you.” He promised with a whisper against your lips.

“Your hands are always on me!” You laughed, brushing your hands up through his hair.

“You’re damn right!”

 —

“You’re so bad. This is like the third week in a row. It’s only a matter of time before your mom starts to think you’re a closet lesbian.” Sheri laughed, looking up at you as you sat up on the kitchen counter.

Courtney said trying to join in with your laughter. “Who would want that right?”

Both of you stopped laughing, your faces turning serious. Neither of you were a fan of Courtney. She was one of the most two faced people you met.

“Fuck off Courtney.” You replied, no humor in your tone.

Her jaw dropped at your straight-forwardness but she turned around walked away, almost bumping into Hannah who was walking into the kitchen.

She looked distraught so you waved her over. “Hey? What happened? You and Clay were hitting it off.”

“I screwed it up.” She sighed. “Just like I screw everything up.”

“Look, you two have been playing this game for too long. Give it a couple of minutes and go talk to him. You gotta go after what you want honey. Make things happen for yourself.”

“Sheri - You’re blocking me in.” Jeff called from the doorway. His eyes landed on your and his lips curled into a bright smile. “There you are.”

“Here I am.” You threw your arms up, pulling him in for a hug. “Where are you going?”

“Let me just grab my stuff, I’m taking off anyway. Hannah if you want to head out I can give you a ride.” Sheri offered, heading out of the room with her.

“Thank you ma’am.” Jeff yelled after them. “Going on a beer run for the guys.” He answered, holding you against him with his hands on your waist.

“You want me to come with?” You asked, pressing kisses along his neck.

“Nah, I’m going to try and take Jensen with me to see what went wrong. But as soon as I come back, we’re going home.” He smirked, leaning down to kiss your lips. “Then they’ll be nothing to stop me from doing what I want to you.”

“You promise?” You purred against his lips.

“Oh I definitely promise.”

Hannah

I wondered what would’ve happened if I’d listened to you that night. If I stayed with you a little longer. As I looked back at these events, I realized my mistakes in them, and this is one I could’ve never forgiven myself for.

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Hannah

So we come to the reason you’re listening to this tape.

That night, I had caused Sherri to get distracted and knock over the stop sign. She panicked and took off. I ran to the nearest store to call 911 and report it but I was too late by then.

The police said he was drunk driving. Nobody would listen when you told them he’d been sober but he had been and I hope this gives you the tiniest bit of comfort in knowing you weren’t wrong.

I wasn’t there to see your face when you got the news. I’ll never forget the broken-hearted gaze in your eyes at the wake.

You were dressed in all black, again matching Jeff like you always did.Your hair pulled back in a low pony tail. Your makeup done perfectly as always aside from some mascara that had run down from the never-ending flow of tears.

You didn’t speak to anyone that night. You took a cushion from one of the chairs and sat next to the coffin the whole time. The guys tried to offer their condolences. Family tried to comfort you. None of it helped.

I watched as Sherri sat down with you for most of the time. She would whisper comforting words and stroke your back to soothe you when the tears began to constrict your breathing. I could see the guilt inside of her yet she never admitted what she’d done.

The light had gone out inside of you the day Jeff died. The vibrant, cheerful, happy-go-lucky girl was no longer there. Not a smile. Not a glimmer. Not a sound.

You slept at the funeral home that night. Under the special circumstances, the owners allowed it. You stayed on an air mattress inflated next to the casket by the guys and there you had the last night you’d ever spend next to him.

Jeff hadn’t been drinking that night. He was planning to come back to you and the two of you would go on with your perfect lives.

Knowing I ripped that away from you was a guilt I couldn’t bare to live with. I hope you know how truly sorry I am. I hope you can one day find it in your heart to forgive me, though I know I don’t deserve it. Just like I didn’t deserve your friendship or his.

You

Your fingers brushed over the cassette player. Tears now streaming freely down your face. You’re tired eyes landed on the tattoo of Jeff’s initials on the inside of your wrist and your heartbeat had slowed to a dangerous pace while you relieved the memory.

Your eyes met Sherri’s as she approached your table in the courtyard of the school. She glanced down at the player in your hands and her smile instantly fell to one of fear. She’d listened to the tapes - must have - because she instantly opened her mouth to explain.

You stood, as calmly as you could and your hand struck her across the face. You had no words for her. No explanation for anyone. You grabbed your stuff and walked away.

She was your best friend. She should’ve told you. You should’ve heard it from her. Not one some tape.

You would never get Jeff back. You would never see his smile again. Smell his cologne. Run your fingers through his hair. All because of some fucked up chain of events.

Jeff deserved to live. He wanted to live. He wanted to play baseball and get married and have kids. All of that was ripped away from him.

How was that fair?

Life had gone on for everyone after Jeff had died, but you wished so badly yours would’ve ended. You had thought about doing it yourself numerous times but you knew that wasn’t was he would’ve wanted.


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A/N: I know everyone voted for Jeff to live, and I will do a rewrite of this ending with a happy finish, but I had to get this off my chest for now. Don’t hate me. :(

 ** NONE of the gifs/images are mine.

grey zone | (m)

Originally posted by beagletae

• pairing: kim seokjin x reader
• genre/warnings: angst, smut, fluff
• words: 10,481
→ summary: you and Jin used to date, but things ended pretty quickly, realising that maybe you guys weren’t meant to be. Over the past couple of months, he’s had to watch you with another guy, knowing it wasn’t right. However, what can he do when he’s stuck in a grey zone… he knows he too, isn’t right for you, but all he wants is to hold you…?
• note. inspired by grey zone, but I was listening to clairvoyant on repeat a lot too. 

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dont-touch-my-sons  asked:

9 for whatever you first get inspiration for!

From this list of soulmate AUs. Have some queerplatonic HeiShin. Unrevised.

9 the one where your soulmate’s last words to you are written on your body.


“See ya, Kudou.”

Sometimes, when Shinichi is feeling especially morbid, he looks at those words carved on his chest. If he looks down, he can just see the characters raised above the skin of his heart like some kind of warning. “See ya, Kudou.” It’s an Osakan dialect contraction. Shinichi doesn’t even know anyone from Osaka. It doesn’t stop him from looking at it though, tracing the kana, hoping to find meaning in it.

He hasn’t yet, and it’s been years since it appeared. Hard to find meaning in a casual goodbye. Only they must be on good terms if his soulmate is so casual on his deathbed. That’s about the only thing he can take from it.

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Pulse Part 9

Part 8

Genre: Angst, fluff is coming tho don’t worry
Words: 2,165
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Injuries, cute Peter Quill
Summary: Soulmate AU in which one’s heartbeat becomes perfectly in sync with their soulmate’s once they meet.

Originally posted by theimpossibleg1rl

“Bucky, what’s going on?” Steve approached his friend’s side after as he saw Bucky start to stand, albeit wobbly, to his feet. He could see he was staring to feel better, but wasn’t back to being quite himself yet.

“I-I can’t be here right now. Get me away from him, away from her, away fr-”

“Slow down, Buck. What is it?” His hand clasped Bucky’s shoulder both to support him and to encourage him to share what was on his mind. Only Bucky could see the frustration hidden behind his eyes. So much was going on, he didn’t need to be dealing with Bucky’s freak out right now.

He looked back to Peter sitting calmly in one of the chairs, scrolling through his phone to pass time, before looking back at Steve. “Just…” His voice cracked as tears filled his eyes.

Steve pulled his body into his own before he could get an explanation out. It was a crushing hug that Bucky desperately needed, but even the comfort of his life-long friend’s arms couldn’t push the heart-wrenching pain out of his chest.

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Soulmate Sex

 Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Where soulmates have a physical connection, there are many negatives: bruises, broken bones, concussions. I’m here to tell you the positives ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Warnings: mega annoyance, Lemony Snicket writing moment, and masturbation ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Originally posted by bigmuldyandtinysculler

Originally posted by knfie-edge

With a satisfied smile, you shut the neon notebook. Hours of studying and hard work all for final exams. You love final exams, not the way Hermione likes final exams, but the way Ron and Harry like final exams: because it means summer is close. Summer, where you can watch netflix all night and sleep all day. It’s really great. 

What also makes final exams so great is the fact that you’re a really good test taker. Weeks and weeks in advance are spent studying and organizing elaborate schedules. Blistered fingers from highlighting and scribbling and not to mention the celebratory twinkies for each paragraph you read in a textbook. 

Needless to say, everyone always wants to be your study partner and you can’t blame them. 

You shut off the desk lamp before reaching your arms up in a relieving stretch. 

You had pulled up the soft blankets of your delicately decorated bed and prepared to settle into sleep when-

“Aah!”

You slapped a hand over your mouth, startled at the moan that slipped from your mouth. 

In your defense, there was a feeling that caused the sound. You had become aware of the wet feeling between your legs and you cussed loudly. 

“Fuck. Please don’t do this n-n-hNG!” You collapsed onto the bed, shoving your face into to muffle the moans. 

You pull up the sleeve and turn your wrist over. The lines of the heart birthmark imprinted onto your skin was a scarlet color, deep and seducing. 

You know what the means.

Everyone knows what that means, actually. When the soulmate mark is blue, it means they’re sad, black means dead, green means asleep, pink means embarrassed, yellow means happy, purple means injured, and red means-

A sudden whimper escapes your mouth and you quickly shove your face back into the pillow. Your body is now trembling wildly. If anyone walked in right now (which you doubted would happen since it’s eleven thirty at night) they’d probably think you were crying. 

You bit down on your lip, holding in wanton pants. Is your soulmate going through heat or something?! Sure, you guys get horny and need to rub one out sometimes. I mean you’re human, but what the fuck is going on right here? 

What the fuck is going on with your soulmate in general?! For one, there were random spurts of purple hearts on your wrist. You couldn’t count how many times you’d woken up with bruises on your rib cage.

But never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever  has your soulmate gotten so horny so quick. Usually you can just…feel when it’s about to happen and you’ve got some kind of warning or advanced notice. 

You felt yourself pulsing, begging for the release but your soulmate had a surprising ability to drag out an orgasm.

Wherever the fuck that came from because if you knew your soulmate (and you do) then you know that he’s definitely a guy because only a guy could cum in less than fifteen seconds.

Talk about stereotypes. 

But now all of a sudden this is a fanfiction worthy orgasm. Like. One you’d read in a fic with Bucky Barnes (who doesn’t read Bucky fanfiction? He’s everyone’s dream soulmate). 

You couldn’t help yourself when you decided to hurry up this session so you could get some sleep. You spread your legs, blushing like crazy, and reach your hand down. 

You can feel your soulmate’s heart skip a thousand beats when he realizes you’ve joined him. 


By the end of the night, Peter was laying in his bed, breathing heavily. “Holy shit,” he managed to say to himself. There was a pinch on his arm, his soulmate’s response. 

Then there was a smack against his cheek, which actually kind hurt. Ink showed up on his arm, swirly cursive handwriting yelling at him: 

JUST WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?? I HAVE A TEST IN FOUR HOURS DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS THAT’S RIGHT IT’S 4 IN THE DAMN MORNING SOO I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU THINK STAYING UP AND GETTING OFF IS GOING TO DO SO LET ME GIVE YOU A HINT IT’S GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED THAT’S WHAT THANKS FOR NOTHING ASSHAT PEACE OUT FUCKER


You throw the sharpie across the room, the cap popping off when it hit the wall and resulting in ink being spattered over the paint job. “Mother fucker,” you hiss, balling up knots of hair in your hands. 

There was a tickle on the palm of your hand. You look down and see ink spelling out: sorry :)

“Whatever.”

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so it took waaaay longer to work up the energy to work on this banner than it should have so pls ignore it. anyways hey! it’s zaydëin. here. again. 

special mentions


• the cruz fam — idk why i always put you guys first. you all hate me. thanks for all the self-confidence. 

 •dane dehaan’s groupies — you’re all a mess. but even though you’re all a mess… yeah i have nothing. you’re all a great big mess of love, support, and happiness. it’s gross. the only redeemable quality is the all consuming appreciation for aftg. 


• the hozier lesbian gc — i’ll never forget how you all so gracefully accepted me being a narry in a group full of avid larries. ty for all the memories 💕 and even when i act like a larrie you guys let me get away w it. we’re a quiet group and it feels really good to come talk to you guys when my head’s too full. congrats for making pineapple pizza a gay movement. 


• pepto elvis gc — okay honestly? even though i come in once in a blue moon i never expected to feel good whenever i see the awful, righteous harry/larry loving texts y'all send. 


• 1 band 1 dream 1 craic — you’re all older than me so you kind of intimidate me lmao but that’s okay bc i’ve never seen sommany ppl excited to talk abt niall. i feel so loved in there. and you all have amazing taste in shows so that’s another pro. 


• ot4 gc — i don’t know much abt you guys bc we’ve all just begun to know each other. i’m excited to know how you guys react to my controversial opinions. 


*****


@pinhazpple; my soulmate, the jean to my jeremy ty sm for sticking by me even when i was A lot and Very Extra. pls talk french to me 

 @sincerelysterek; amina you’re so beautiful and nice and our conversation flows so easily that it sometimes feels like i’ve known you for a long time. i wouldn’t mind if my job was to be your personal cheerleader for a long time 

@jeremykonx ; claire claire claire claire, my twin flame, the neil to my matt, i only have one thing to say to you: that dog definitely looked like tyler seguin 

@posiedcns : ty for listening to my problems w that fucking stupid raccoon that needs to die. this sounds weird w/o context but idc

 @nonbinarynarcissa ; a year later and your one of the only people who i still feel comfortable about. our conversations on religion to fmk make my day a little brighter. ty 

@eiqhties SEREN’S GONNA WRITE THE BEST EVAK FIC 


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Love in Color

Originally posted by inhindsightt

Written by Danielle

Word Count:2,059

Category: Fluff with slight angst?

Warnings: I don’t know if this is really a warning, but I felt like I should add it. If you’re color-blind in anyway or deal with anything similar this may be sensitive to some. Writing this definitely me think about how some people may not see colors and I tried to grasp the feeling in this fic.

Request from @palebun-16 :  Hello!! Could I request a peter Parker x female reader soulmate au where when you see your soulmate you start to see colors and peter sees them but only as spider man? And then the rest is up to you! Thank you!

A/N: Thank you for your request @palebun-16 ! This request really made me think. I thought it was a super clever idea and then I got scared because I had no idea how I was going to do it justice. It’s such a cool concept that I didn’t want to ruin. It was definitely a challenge for me! I’ve always struggled with writing but really appreciate the support and feel like I am improving. :) I hope you like it! Let me know what you think and requests are still open! We do have a few still were working on so it might take a while, but we are determined to do them all so thank you for your patience! 



Living in a colorless would can get quite boring, well to you at least. Everyone seemed to be used to seeing in black and white until finding their soulmate. A lot of people didn’t even seem interested in seeing colors, but that was not your case. Being a hopeless romantic gave you the dream to find that one person that would be your true love, and along with that came with the dream of seeing color. You couldn’t help but imagine what it felt like to have that one person that cared for you so deeply, and to care for them as well; having each other’s backs and going through life together as a team.

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A GUIDE TO BLACKPINK SHIPS

first of all, “What is shipping?”

Keep in mind that BP are REAL PEOPLE! Please be respectful to blackpink and other shippers ^-^

Let’s Begin:

1. Jensoo

Originally posted by jisooyoongis

  • anti-lisa’s-aegyo club
  • like combine Jisoos 4D-ness with Jennies boyfriend aegyo
  • Double Wine Moms
  • Jennie’s done with Jisoo though
  • One of the most popular ships in South Korea
  • SAVAGE

2. Chaelisa

Originally posted by yuzu-senpai

  • relationship goals 
  • two gorgeous queens, but really just babies
  • I’m pretty sure they spend most of their time cycling together
  • probably the most popular BP ship internationally 
  • MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS
  • definition of precious 

3. Lisoo

Originally posted by now-burnbabyburn

  • choco soulmates
  • best friends
  • 4D couple/ living memes 
  • total opposite of their stage selves in real life
  • LOUD
  • recently started getting more popular

4. Jenlisa

  • push and pull relationship
  • mostly just Lisa’s unrequited love for Jennie
  • cheek-kisses
  • touchy
  • used to be really popular right after their debut
  • Lisa finding everything Jennie does sexy is now their main aesthetic

5. Chaennie

Originally posted by now-burnbabyburn

  • double moms
  • two quadruple threats (vocals+visuals+rap+dance always on point)
  • babysitters-club
  • chipmunk cheeks + rice-bun cheeks 
  • needs more recognition 
  • always suffering during v-lives

4. Chaesoo

Originally posted by nizxki

  • the definition of adorable
  • VOCALS
  • like can you imagine their natural aegyos and their vocals together 
  • each other’s bias wreckers 
  • the “sunshine” ship
  • used to be popular right after their debut (like Jenlisa)