Sleepover - Joesara (could also be interpreted as ryojoesara)
this had been a bad idea. sara realised that halfway through the first saw movie, but by then the damage was done. joe was shaking, screaming and jumping into saraâs arms at every gory scene. sara had offered to turn it off so many times but she knew how much ryouko had been looking forward to this, and joe was determined to watch the whole movie before they switched to his favourite animated movies.
by the time the film had finished, joe was trembling in saraâs arms and hiding his face in her shoulder. ây-you donât ever think weâd be put in such a horrible game, do ya sara?â he whimpered.
âcourse not, no one does that in real life!â ryouko giggled. despite joeâs loud reactions, she seemed to have had fun watching the movie. âand if they did, what would they want with a coupleâa high schoolers?â she ruffled joeâs hair affectionately.
âaaaa!! ryoâs being smart!!!! she must be possessed, save me joe!!! this is scary!!!!!!â sara jokingly hid her face behind joe, still holding him protectively from the movie.
âhey!â ryouko playfully hit sara with a cushion and soon an all-out pillow war had broken out between the three of them. it ended with ryouko and joe teaming up to ferociously batter sara with the soft pillows into her surrender, just as there was a knock on the door, making joe screech like a banshee and jump into saraâs arms again. the door opened to reveal simply kai, holding a tray of snacks and drinks.
âwoah, triple chocolate chip?! sara, your dad is awesome!â ryouko grinned, looking at the plate of various cookies as she and joe restrained themselves from wolfing the whole batch down.
âkaiâs not really my dadâ sara shrugged, taking a sugar cookie and licking off the icing before munching on the biscuit part.
no one took note of the comment - they were soon too busy stuffing their faces with the bounty of treats to care about much.
âthat man is a food geniusâ joe sighed contentedly, lying on saraâs bed and using her thighs as a pillow.
âhell yeah, we should have more sleepovers at yours sara!â ryouko curled herself up at saraâs side like a cat while she spoke.
sara looked at the blank television screen to avoid eye contact, hoping she could hide how flustered and happy she was that her friends liked her home. âw-we should put another fil-â she started.
âplease nothing scary!â joe cried out quickly, and the two girls chuckled.
âalright scaredy-cat, what do you wanna watch?â she asked, playing with joeâs hair as she spoke.
âshrek!â joe and ryouko spoke at the same time, then high fived each other.
âi shouldâve guessedâ sara smiled and put the movie on.
many movies and games and snack breaks later, after ryouko had fallen asleep and sara was about to join her, joe shyly tapped saraâs shoulder. âhey- uh, sara? are you sleeping?â
âno, whatâs wrong?â
joe hesitated. âiâm scaredâ he mumbled. âi keep thinking about that movie and iâm scared that iâm going to have nightmaresâ
sara couldnât help but smile at joe and pull him closer to her. âcmere scaredy-cat, iâll protect youâ she whispered, gently stroking joeâs hair as he snuggled up to her and hid his head in her shoulder and asked,
âcan you sing me a lullaby?â
sara laughed, covering her mouth to keep quiet. âalright then,â she smiled and went to start singing before joe interrupted her,
âno no! i didnât mean it!â he giggled and soon they were both struggling to hide their laughing fit from their sleeping friend, curled up into saraâs side. once they were quiet again, joe sighed happily and snuggled up to sara.
it was clichĂ© and silly but saraâs arms felt like the safest place in the world to joe. that was his last thought as he and sara fell asleep together, tangled in each otherâs embrace.
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even if you name a flower âa rose that will never wiltâ that doesnât mean it will become a rose that will never wilt - a doctor who (13/rose + implied/one sided thirteen/yaz) fic
in which yaz finds an old dress of roseâs and thirteen reminisces.
âdoctor, whyâs this here? didnât you say until now you were a man?â came the voice of the doctorâs beloved companion, yaz, as she emerged from a lower deck of the tardis, a pale pink dress delicately held in her hands, the colours slightly faded - although yaz could see it was good quality. silk, if she wasnât mistaken. it clearly wasnât meant for her or the doctor though, since it had been tucked away in a box for god knows how long; though it had been taken out many times even though it hadnât been worn, the thousands of crease marks from folding and unfolding it again and again were proof enough of this.
when the doctor looked her way and saw what was in the brunetteâs hand, her usual bright smile immediately dropped. she quickly took the dress from her friend, a bit less gentle than she had intended, and averted her gaze towards the ground to say, âitâs aâŠâ she fumbled for the right words. âitâs uh a- a- itâs a keepsake. it belonged to..â she struggled to think of the word she was looking for again. âmy.. myâŠ. old companionâ she hugged the dress slightly and absentmindedly caressed the straps, as she often did alone when she missed the blonde individual that it had once belonged to.
as the doctorâs gaze slowly moved back to yazâs face, a questioning look appearing in her friendâs eyes. it was unlike the doctor not to take any opportunity to have a natter. a sad smile came across the doctorâs face. âyouâre not going to let me off that easy, are you?â she sighed, though it was obvious she wasnât mad or upset at yaz.
ânopeâ the brunette popped the âpâ as she encouraged the doctor to continue.
âit was 1953, when sheâ my friend âwore this. the day before the queenâs coronation, we were investigating this⊠thingâ the doctor started, sitting on one of the chairs near the tardis console as yaz did the same. âit was,,, taking peopleâs faces and leaving them an empty shell. and we were trying to find out what was causing this and how we could stop it.
âbut she was clever, yaz, she was brilliant, and she managed to figure it out before me, that this television store was involved in it, but the wireâ thats the being that was doing it âtook her face since she found out about her existence.
âand that was one of the first times iâd thought i had lost her forever. i was so anguished and hurt and heartbroken, but i kept fighting for her and i got her back.â the doctor spoke, sniffling and tightening her grip on the dress at the memory.
âsheâs⊠gone again. but this reminds me that sheâs not really gone. sheâs alive and well! just⊠lost. with her family though! but, this reminds me that sheâs still there, that i really did save her⊠that iâll always save her.â the doctorâs voice became considerably quieter as she spoke, her eyes and cheeks becoming considerably wetter.
a warm hand pressed against the doctorâs face and she looked up into the worried eyes of her companion. her friend. her yaz. wiping away the tears that she hadnât noticed were still pouring out.
âiâm.. iâm sorry i- i shouldnât be talking about this⊠it was over a thousand years ago, i was nine hundred and four; now iâm-â she paused to quickly count â-over two thousand two hundred⊠but still..â she lamented, uncomfortable with the silence as she rendered her companion speechless. a thought struck the doctor and she took in a deep breath to say,
âshe was the first one since,,, since the war,,,, my first companion,,,,,, she was the only one i could really,, you know,,, after the warâ she couldnât bring herself to say love, though both girls were thinking it. âthere were,, seven after her and before you.. and of course i cared for them but,, i- not like i did her,,,, i couldnât,,â she paused before going to continue, only to find out she couldnât talk. in the place of words came a waterfall of tears from the timelord.
yaz silently held the doctor as she sobbed, wiping away her own tears. she had seen that other companion - the old doctorâs companion, martha - and how she had looked at.. him, and something struck her. she was the doctorâs next martha; the one to love her with her whole heart while the doctor paid her no attention. she wasnât like martha though. sheâd never be able to give the doctor up. not because she couldnât see she would never be loved back, but because she didnât need reciprocation, and travelling the universe was something yaz would never, ever be able to give up no matter what nature her love for the doctor was.
âyou remind me of her a lot yaz..â the doctorâs sudden words shook yaz out of her thoughts. it felt like the doctorâs speechless sobs had lasted for hours when she finally found her tongue. âi think.. if rose met you, and knew you were travelling with me, sheâd be happy i found someone so⊠perfect,â the doctor paused, âor sheâd think iâd forgotten about her or replaced her..â
replaced. the word repeated itself in yazâs mind. was she a replacement for rose? surely the doctor wouldnât still be using her companions to get over rose, right? but she still kept the dressâŠ
âwell! letâs stop focusing on the past, eh?â the doctor wiped her tears away on her coat sleeve and gently folded roseâs dress up, placing it into the box that yaz had retrieved it from, and storing it safely under the tardis console. she started pressing buttons, and eagerly chatting with her trademark smile, âwhere to next, yasmin khan? letâs go somewhere new!â
yaz supposed that signified the end of talk about the doctorâs past; soon her and the doctor were too caught up in another adventure for her to care about that anyway. though, yaz couldnât help but wonder: was that the real reason the doctor went on so many adventures? so she wouldnât have enough time to think
about rose?
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âit donât biteâ yes it do - a short soudam fic
âyouâre holding san-d wrong my dark consortâ the gentle tone of gundhamâs voice, as it showed the pinkette how to hold the deva in question for the seventeenth time, didnât stop the pinkette from picking up on the impatience in their boyfriendâs eyes.
as they tried once again, the mechanic suddenly yelped from pain, looking down to see their hands bleeding.
âi-it just bit me gundham what do i do?â the shorter boy tried to blink away the tears forming in their eyes from the pain of being bitten.
âdonât be foolish, my devas would donât biteâ gundham replied, making a kissy noise at san-d to call it into her palms. the supreme overlord of ice was wrong. and his boyfriend was going to show that.
âyes they do!! look!â they showed their still bleeding hand and waved it around until gundham payed attention.
âohâ gundham was surprised. âyouâre rightâ it then proceeded to tell the naughty deva off and put san-d in a hamster cage rather than letting it reside in vamps scarf as per usual. âcome here, iâll patch you up my sweet demonâ the goth held its palm out for kazuichi to rest their own in, pulling a small first aid kit from vamps pocket to take care of the cuts on its boyfriendâs hand. they were a lot smaller than the mechanic had thought, but they still hurt a lot and no matter how hard they tried to hide that, gundham could tell. when he was done laying bandaids on her belovedâs hands, vamp turned it around to kiss the back of their hand.
âletâs have a break shall we?â the taller of the pair kissed its boyfriendâs forehead and picked them up to snuggle on the sofa.
âmaybe itâs worth being bitten by gundhamâs hamsters if itâll cuddle me like this each timeâŠâ the mechanic thought as they tried not to dose off.
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pride and prejudice - soudam
-a/n, this will be all written from kazuichiâs point of view in first person-
the crowd was buzzing with excitement, rainbows and bright colours everywhere. despite the utter eyestrain my poor head was subjected to, i was having a really good time! not because IâM gay or whatever!! i was there with komaeda is all, coz i wanted him to know iâm cool with it now weâre like buddies and whatever.
exceeept for when i lost him in the parade, a herd of drag kings and queens separating us, followed by tons of more people, until i was on opposite sides of the parade to him, probably coz of poor komaedaâs luck biting him in the arse at the worst of times.
but it was ok, because i was chatting to a girl wearing a pin with red and orange and white and pink on it, and she seemed really nice! i didnât get to ask what her pin meant though,, she had blue hair and reminded me of that pop idol in the year below me at school,, i wonder if theyâre sisters. she had a friend who was holding hands with her with black hair in two twirly ponytail-things that i recognised but didnât know her name so just waved and kept talking in the hopes that i wouldnât have to name the goth-looking girl.
i saw lots of different people during the parade today! itâs so cool how many people are happy to be themselves! it makes me feel happy to be near so many lgbt+ peopleâ even though iâm not one of them! definitely not!!
i saw someone really pretty in the crowd with browny-blondey hair who i recognised after a while was that tech kid from the year below who sometimes turns up to my STEM club, she was wearing one of the few flags i recognised as a cape; the non binary flag! i wanted to talk to them and ask about it but i was worried that iâd look intrusive so didnât approach,,
after a few hours it was becoming more and more obvious that i had completely lost komaeda, so i went wading through the crowd of rainbows and smiles in an attempt to find him. past tanakaâs friend hifumi; past miss sonia and miss ibuki, the latter plastered in neon paint like it was skin ointment; past leon, wearing a blue and pink and white flag and no shirt- god heâs so hot, he even has muscles from his baseball even though heâs rather leanâ scrap passing him i was probably stuck there staring at him for a solid half hour before wiping away a small amount of drool over himâ but NOT because iâm gay!!!!! he was just super hot,,, not in a gay way though! i can just appreciate beauty when i see it!
once i had given up on finding komaeda, a tap on my shoulder startled me into whipping my head around to look, straight in the eyes,,
at the most gorgeous person iâd ever seen, period. soft heterochromic eyes that filled my stomach butterflies; raven hair seeming so soft i wanted nothing more than to pet it for hours on end; and a face that belonged to none other than tanaka. fucking. gundham!! it was wearing a few pronoun pins so i read them and made a mental note before realising vamp was speaking to me
â-souda? are you listening to me?â doll had the most beautiful pout on dolls face as it whined playfully, and her pout almost made me feel guilty for the sheepish response that came from my mouth:
âuh no, i was- iâm sorry tanakaâ
yet he didnât get angry or sad at all! it smiled at me in a soft manner before asking, âi asked is something bothering you?â before asking another question, but not without a little hesitance - âare you here um alone? or are you- are you with someone?â to which i quickly replied,
âiâm here to support komaeda but uh i kinda lost him in the crowd and now i canât find himâ with a nervous laugh.
âah, he does that a lot doesnât he?â
we chatted absent mindedly for what felt like it couldâve been forever before tanaka offered to help me look for komaeda, so we started wading through the ocean of people, the masses of bodies forcing me to grab tanakaâs hand to keep me from losing vamp too. i swear, it was only because i didnât wanna lose him though!! not because her hands were warm,, or soft,,, or fit perfectly into mine,,,,, not at all!!! i was just keeping vamp close!!
although i canât help and say it was suuuper adorable when i saw dolls face go a faint pink as it hid its face in her scarf and mumbled something about his skin being poisonous, to which i couldnât help but playfully coo, âguess iâll have to fight the infection off for you~â which caused vamps face to heat up even more hehe itâs fun to fluster him, i know how touch starved she is (not in a gross way! get your mind out of the gutter kaz!!)
after a while, while everyone is starting to go home from the parade, we found komaeda finally, and at this point i was clinging to tanakaâs arm as if my life depends on it. coz i was REALLY scared of getting lost. not coz iâm gay. at all.
i spent the rest of the day with komaeda and tanaka, though i kept hold of tanakaâs hand until i was forced to let go to get us crisps. i felt kinda disappointed, like i was missing something without its hand in mine, but whatever i bet itâs just coz iâm just as touch started as doll!
we hung out at a park but there wasnât room for all three of us on the swings so tanaka did something i never expected, vamp sat on my lap and we swung together on one swing.
whatever, he probably just thought iâd be comfier to sit with than komaeda.
at the end of the day, after komaeda had been gone for a while - apparently hajime needed to ask him about some homework? even though theyâre not even in the same classes - tanaka greeted me goodbye by taking my hand and pressing into it a badge with a bluey-tealy flag on it, then doll kissed my hand and said âwe should hang out again, my dark prince, i had a lovely timeâ with a warm smile, though i got the impression that next time komaeda wouldnât be joining us. i also got the feeling that iâd be okay with that.
maybe iâm not as not-gay as i thoughtâŠ
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Survivor's Guilt ~ A Yasuhiro Hagakure Fanfic
Warning: This will contain spoilers from the Danganronpa series - I've only played the thh and goodbye despair however so if anything clashes with the canon in udg or v3 itâs not intended lawl
Also, content warning!! There will be gore described at certain parts, death or mentions of it, and vivid self-loathing and degradation in this fic! Angst warning too maybe? Not sure if this angsty or just dramatic tbh.
After the killing game, all of the survivors were affected. That was obvious â they had witnessed ten of their classmates, ten of their friends, dying one by one; of course, theyâd be affected. But no one was as utterly, utterly haunted by the events as Yasuhiro Hagakure.
You see, as the Ultimate Clairvoyant, Hiro didnât just see the future in his timeline, in his reality, he had the potential to see into all realities: realities where the killing game had never happened; realities where different people survived; and it tore him apart
Every day, he got visions. Visions of a familiar dark-haired gambler and Kyouko snuggling with a chubby grey cat; of Sayaka and Chihiro happily talking about their passions together; of Leon joining a band with Sayaka and another girl, in a world where the Ultimate Despair had never risen to power - and it broke his heart to know what could've been. It broke his heart to know they could've lived.
After all, why should he have lived? He was nothing but a fool who couldnât even properly tell the future, his whole talent was just a shot in the dark, a hoax, so why did he have to live? Why not Leon, with all his hopes and dreams of music; or Mondo and Taka, who had each other to live for; or even Hifumi, who at least had a fanbase to provide for, why instead was it him - himbo Hiro, with no one else who needed him - who got to live?
Hiro avoided the other survivors at work, all seeing them did was remind him; of the visions, of the game, of how completely useless he had been and still was. Even Makoto, who brightened all of the survivorsâ days with his ultimate hope, just made Hiro feel all the worse.
He wasnât in despair, nothing like that. He managed the burden the only way he could, he simplified everything possible â he didnât own a car, he was roommates with Makoto and Byakuya (although he avoided them even then) so he wouldnât have to worry about paperwork or bills, he worked in the 2nd Division of the Future Foundation, which meant he managed day-to-day operations that werenât difficult to manage; after all, when there was so much going on in his head all he could do was simplify everything else.
But still, some days things were still too much, and Byakuya would come to their apartment and hear crying, no, sobbing, from Hiroâs room, and heâd just quietly make a warm beverage and get one of Makotoâs fuzzy blankets, and just leave them outside of Hiroâs room after knocking on the door and powerwalking away. That was his way of showing that he cared, even though he knew that Hiro always assumed it was Makoto.
It hurt Hiro so much to think that his roommates were so kind to him while he could barely talk to them without feeling so horrible after no more than five minutes. He couldnât even be a good friend to the people who had gone through the exact same as him, so why did they even bother.
He wished he could just stop his talent, that he could just be ordinary. Or that heâd gotten any other talent. Anything would be better than this daily torture.
God, he was such a cry baby, he thought, tears streaming down his face again after seeing another monstrosity in his visions â this time, Byakuya was a victim. And Makoto. They had been burned to death with acid, but Hiro knew it was them, even though their bodies had been melted and burned until they were unrecognisable. He knew it was them, he just did.
And he didnât know whether it was the sadistic nature or it all or something entirely different, but he just started sobbing and sobbing, and then screaming his lungs out, and then whacking his head on the wall.
Why? Why them? Why the fuck did this have to happen? And why was he the one who had to see it? Why did he have to watch his friends die, every day while he survived, or watch them be happy in a world he could never live in the bliss of? It wasnât fair, damn it! It just wasnât! âWhy...? Why???? WHY???â he started shouting, to no one, yet also to everyone, and to the universe herself âWHY ME? WHY NOT ANYONE ELSE? WHY ONLY ME?? WHY DO I HAVE TO SUFFER??? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS???â
Lovely, now he was talking to himself. God he was pathetic. Crazy and pathetic and useless. God he was useless useless useless......
Hiro punched the wall, then started crying even heavier because he hurt himself doing so.
Then, in the middle of his freak out, a familiar knock at his door made Hiro freeze, this time accompanied with a voice barely whispering, âHiro?â
But wait a moment, that was Byakuyaâs voice... Why would Byakuya care about him? Nono of course he didnât care, he was probably just annoyed about the noise.
Hiro took a moment to try and regain his composure as he replied, âByakuya?â His voice broke as he spoke, and tears continued to pour from his eyes. So much for trying to sound fine. His legs gave way as he started to continue sobbing.
Hiro looked up to see Byakuyaâs head slightly poking around the door, an odd expression on his face. Odd being... Not disgusted or condescending.
Hiro had been so surprised at Byakuyaâs appearance that he hadnât realised him getting closer with one of Makoto's blankets until Byakuya softly whispered again, âI was making you some tea, but you look like you need something strongerâ he spoke gently, wrapping the blanket around Hiro. He looked as though he was about to give him a hug before he moved away â was that awkwardness in his expression? âWould you prefer some wine or vodka?â He asked before realising that Hiro was probably not in the mood for talking âIâll get bothâ Byakuya then rushed off.
What the fuck was this, Hiro wondered, trying to reason in his head why anyone â especially Byakuya â would ever want to help him feel better. He couldnât think of a reason.
And then he realised, now heâd be expected to explain why heâd been so distressed.
Shit.
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best friends ~ bubblegum rock/kazuleon || ft. nb gay! kaz || pt. 2
//tw: self hatred, kinda internalised homophobia, uncensored F slur bcoz the author can reclaim it//
a loud gasp forced the two to pull away from their kiss quickly, both of them quickly moving to look in the direction of where the noise had come from.
kazuichi went red due to embarrassment, noticing the unmistakable blonde hair of miss sonia darting away.
she had poked her head around the door to soudaâs room - they never locked it in case leon wanted to come and cuddle - meaning to ask the pinkette if theyâd been given any homework as she had been in first aid for most of the day before, unaware of what was happening between the mechanic and their crush.
and now she was running off, trying to give the pair privacy. souda, panicking because their illusion of heterosexuality was likely being broken, ran after her, calling âmiss s-sonia! wait!! i-i swear itâs not what it looks like iâm s-sorry miss sonia youâre the only one i love i swear!!â they were crying for real now at the realisation that they had just ruined the one thing that was theirs.
the blonde suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned back to kazuichi. her face had an odd expression that kazuichi couldnât read.
she put a hand over the mechanicâs mouth. âyou do not understand souda, i do not care about you and kuwataâs relationship! in fact, i am glad because now you can leave me and miss fukawa to our relationship in peace - i was and still am rather disgusted at your lack of knowledge on personal boundaries but now i do not have to worry about that because you have no reason to!â she spoke slightly forcefully without meaning to. when she was done, she took her hand away and started walking off again.
âmiss sonia!! i-i-i-â kazuichi couldnât gather their words, thousands of thoughts racing through their head. âweâre not dating... it was.. it was only a kiss....â they would mumble, more tears streaming down their face with every word. âi-it was all my fault anyways... i-i.. i was.. i was the one who kissed him and it was so so stupid of me because heâs the only person i have left and now he probably hates me for- for-â
their voice cracked and they couldnât go on speaking, their legs giving way underneath them. âfor being such a disgusting fucking faggot!! and-and-and i donât blame him because i hate myself too!!â they were practically shouting now. âbut dammit i love him so fucking much! so much, it hurts! god it feels like my heart is being ripped apart and i canât fix it and i donât know what to do and i hate that! and even if i could ever tell him properly i just know heâd hate me because who could ever like such a pathetic little FAGâ
they didnât know why they were telling all of this to miss sonia, maybe it was because they didnât want her to think leonâs standards were so low as to date them. maybe they just needed to let everything out, needed to rant. because the moment they opened their mouth the words seemed to vomit out.
and once they were done ranting they ran off to the loos so they could actually vomit, as they often did out of distress. they ran to the far away disabled loos, on the opposite end of campus - they were the only public gender neutral loos on campus - so they wouldnât have to face leon again, who they assumed was still in their room.
key word: assumed.
because leon had actually heard every word, only a few paces behind kazuichi during their confession. he had ran to try and take the mechanic in his arms, to say that it was okay because he loved them that way back. he had ran, just as kazuichi ran off.
meanwhile the princess was just happily beaming to herself, knowing that leon heard every word. she had successfully wingwomanned for the creep and the punk! it was a double win, as leon tended to flirt with touko as well as kazuichiâs horrible attempts to look straight by chasing after miss sonia herself. she made her way to her girlfriendâs dorm to tell her all about what she did.
leonâs thoughts were racing, as he tried to figure out what was even happening. kaz was in love with him... kazzy loved him back... but they thought that kiss was all their fault? as if leon hadnât chosen to kiss them too? and now they thought he hated them? why? why would he kiss them if he hated them? god kazuichi was a dumb bitch at the best of times...
leon couldnât help but smile through his tears, which he hadnât noticed either.
kazuichi really loved him back..!
him!
but they thought leon felt the opposite...
right...
well, leon would just have to change that, he decided as he started looking for his best friend. he knew the mechanic got physically unwell when they were unwell, so heâd just have to check all the loos until he found the right one!
except kazuichi was nonbinary and relatively androgynous, so the baseball star had no clue which loos theyâd be in, and he couldnât exactly barge into the womenâs loos checking to find his friend.
so, that meant heâd have to find ibuki, who had joined his band, and ask nya to check the girlsâ loos while he checked the menâs and disabled loos. nya was also non binary, but at least she passed as a girl enough to enter the womenâs loos.
it wasnât hard, seeing as the noise they made made all over on the other side of the campus-
(conveniently close to one of the only gender neutral loos on campus)
-was loud enough to be heard in another country. leon was regretting leaving his ear plugs in kazâs dorm, as he plugged his ears with his fingers and ran towards the sound.
âIBUKI!!!!â he yelled once he was in the practice room mioda was in.
âWHAT?!?â
âWHAT???â
âWHAT?!â
this was going to be tedious, leon thought, as he moved towards where everything was plugged in and unplugged the speakers.
ah, silence,,, at least it wouldâve been if mioda wasnât screeching at leon for what he did. âjesus christ calm down ibuki! i need you for something importantâ leon hissed, ibuki going completely quiet at the word âimportantâ - void loved being helpful!
the bubbly musician sped off to search once leon explained what he needed. knowing nya, sheâd probably check all the menâs loos too, void didnât seem to get what made people so iffy about not sharing a bathroom with different genders.
but with that, leon got to looking too. and it wasnât long before he heard the sound of sobbing in the disabled loos, accompanied by the sound of vomiting. well, thereâs kaz...
he knocked on the door âkazzy?â he tentatively spoke. there was the click of the door being unlocked for leon to enter. he soon dropped to the floor, next to the pinkette, pulling them into his lap and holding them tightly. âshshshhh... iâm here kazzy...â the ginger would whisper sweetly into soudaâs ear.
he held the younger studentâs hair back as they puked again. ânow how about you tell me whatâs going on in that mind of yours?â he whispered, despite knowing already. he wanted kazuichi to say it again. to him, not to miss sonia.
but kaz didnât want to talk. âitâs stupidâ they said, snuggling against leon.
âif itâs stupid why donât you say it?â
âcoz youâll hate me even more than you do for kissing youâ their words were hard to understand through their tears.
âwhat makes you think i hate you? if i hated you, would i be here with you now? câmon how about you wash your mouth out? all that puking must have left a horrible tasteâ leon spoke with a gentle tone, which was unlike him but comforting to the sobbing boy in his lap.
once almost all traces of puke had been ridden from the mechanicâs mouth, leon sat them on his lap again, holding them tightly. âhow about you tell me whatâs wrong now, eh kazzy?â he said sweetly, wiping his best friendâs tear stained cheeks with his sleeve.
âpromise you wonât hate me?â
âpinky promiseâ
the pinkette drew a deep breath, getting ready to speak. then shook their head. âi-i canâtâ
a realisation dawned upon leon then. this was his chance to reveal his own secret! âiâll tell you something about me that iâve been hiding if that would make you feel any betterâ a slow nod gave him the ok to speak.
âiâm intersex. when i was born the doctors told my mom and dad and they were.. well, i donât know how they felt but i was forced into an opporation to make me âfullyâ male as a baby and all my life iâve had to take medication to keep my hormones at a ânormal maleâ level, which is odd coz i was never actually told thatâs what it was for until recentlyâ the ginger spoke, resting his head on kazuichiâs shoulder
âbut, i want to stop taking my meds, i donât want to be 100% a boy, and that decision kinda scares me in case people wonât accept it. in case you donât accept itâ he added after hesitating. ânow do you wanna talk about your problem?â he wanted to change the subject.
kaz had gone quiet. then, after a few seconds they said. âit sounds silly now that youâve told me how serious yours is... but- but-â they paused to figure out the words they wanted to say. âi-i- iâm so sorry for kissing you! i had no right to do it and i-i- i didnât even take the time to ask you if you wanted a kiss and- and- and- iâm so sorry i know you hate me for it and i donât blame you because i totally deserve itâ the words seemed to fall out quicker than kazuichi could think of them
âand i know you probably never want to see me again but if you could ever forgive me iâd really appreciate it because youâre the only friend iâve got and i love you dude!â as those words came out, the pink haired mechanic started tearing up again. âi-i love you... i love you so much it hurts and i donât know what iâd ever do without you but i totally understand if you hate me because how could you ever love someone whoâs such a disgusting f-â
their words were cut off by leon kissing the shorter mechanic. it was a brief kiss, even shorter than their first, but the pure, raw emotion behind it was clear. love. reciprocated love.
âif i thought you were disgusting, why would i choose to kiss you twice? because now you know it sure as hell werenât just you who wanted that first kissâ leon said simply, wiping the shorter guyâs tears away. âbut i donât still want to be friends,â he said, suddenly going cold, making the pinketteâs face drop. âi want to be boyfriends!â he said, making kazuichi start laughing with relief.
just as they were about to share another kiss, in barged mioda, yelling about how nya had found the pink haired mechanic, then once void noticed the ginger sat next to them and started yelling about how unfair it was that she had been looking all over for kazuichi for leon when the ginger was probably with them the whole time.
the couple smiled and sheepishly promised to make it up to the ultimate musician. the end.
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because i have family who have been in this situation i have a couple tips of my own, so:
MORE TIPS FOR ACCUMULATING MONEY
find something you could say has sentimental value like a teddy bear and use it to hide change in
for example my mom cut a small hole in the back of a teddy bear she was given as a child
then whenever it gets too heavy go to the bank and get it exchanged into notes
also if your abuser gives you money to go to the store for them and they donât ask for the change back, keep it in your pockets
and change whatever item of clothing the money is in
but leave the change in the first item of clothing
so you can say you forgot it was in there
then hide it in the hiding place
but donât do that every time or they might realise youâre doing it on purpose
maybe give them change without being promoted once every [pick a number above 3] trips
n if you ever find any change lying around donât take the biggest piece unless thereâs lots of them, instead take the small change, for example if thereâs 1 fifty pence piece, 7 ten pence pieces and 3 twenty pence pieces, take 5 ten pence pieces and 1 twenty
it takes a lot of time to save stuff up but if you donât always have enough money for food or other necessities due to financial abuse it helps a lot even if itâs only enough to buy a whole few dayâs worth of meals for you and whoeverâs also in your household if theyâre treated the same way
this is all j have for now iâll reblog with more later when i remember more
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best friends ~ a bubblegum rock/kazuleon fic || ft. nb gay! kaz
leon and kazuichi were best friends - that was obvious to anyone who saw the pair together. the way they did everything together, from kazuichi following leon in his music career, always the loudest cheerer at his shows, doing free maintenance on his equipment - which they never did for anyone else; to leon always being kazuichiâs test dummy when they wanted to test an invention, cheering the mechanic up when things went wrong even when no one else cared; there was no mistaking it. the two were almost soulmates, it seemed.
but they had secrets. secrets no one could ever find out. not even each other.
because their stories werenât happy ones, and without each other theyâd have nothing to keep them alive.
well, leon would have his music career. his rocky, unpredictable music career... his music career that could topple with a gust of wind...
but kazuichi, they had no one. and nothing. and it terrified them to think of life without leon, once their best friend got famous and left them behind.
but of course, they didnât know leonâs secret. his huge secret that could make or break his career, the most likely being the latter.
but kazuichiâs secret; their shameful, embarrassing secret; it was that they were in love with leon. like, scary in love. like, theyâd be willing to do anything just for a chance to see their best friend smile again.
best friend,,, the words stung the mechanicâs heart. they knew theyâd probably never get any further than besties, but they didnât realise that itâd hurt this much. that the thought of leon leaving would be so gut wrenching and heartbreaking.
because leonâs band was going on a tour soon, and while it was only a japan tour, kazuichi knew this was just leonâs beginning, that soon the ultimate baseball star would be a world rockstar too. that then, theyâd be tossed aside, because someone better would realise the ginger angelâs perfection and theyâd go off together in love.
in love...
just like that, kazuichi was pulled out of their thoughts to realise they were tearing up while snuggling with the man they were thinking about in question. leon kuwata, stroking kazuichiâs hair with a concerned look.
his lips - god his beautiful, kissable lips, his lips that kazuichi constantly fought the urge to kiss again and again until they were both breathless - were moving but kazuichi hadnât caught a word.
âhuh?â the mechanic mumbled, rubbing their eyes with their sleeves. that made the ginger punk chuckle and ruffle his best friendâs hair before repeating what he had said,
âi said, cutie: youâre looking sad, whatâs on your mind? it hurts to see you about to cry because i love you homieâ he proceeded to add âno homo thoughâ with a little laugh.
it was a lie. he was actually trying to tell kazuichi his terrible, ugly secret. his secret that no one could know. even kazuichi, the universe seemed to be screaming. no, especially kazuichi.
because leon couldnât risk losing kazuichi. the one perfect thing in their life.
âi was just thinkingâ kazuichi replied, resting their head on leonâs lap. leon gasped and placed a hand over their forehead as if he were checking his friendâs temperature.
âthinking?! are you sure youâre ok kazzy?!â he dramatically exclaimed, smiling at the giggles he got as a reaction.
he couldnât risk that being the last time he heard that laugh... maybe it was for the best if he didnât tell kazuichi his secret. it could always wait after all.
but that didnât matter, what mattered was cheering kaz up! so, the ginger boy smiled and started to speak again, âhow about we sing something together? singing cheers me up!â he said, proceeding to start singing.
âyou are my sunshine, my only sunshine...â
it was the older boyâs comfort song, and hearing him sing it made kazuichiâs heart flutter
âyou make me happy when skies are grey...â
they hadnât realised they were singing along too
âyouâll never know dear, how much i love you...â
there were more tears coming up in both of their eyes, sharing the same thought.
âplease donât take my sunshine away...â
before either of them could stop to think, their lips were touching in a sweet kiss.
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Master List of Soulmate AUs
Edit: Updated 25/October/2019
[ALL THE LINKS HERE] <- Easier reblogging
[Part 1]Â [Part 2]Â [Part 3]Â [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9]Â [Part 10] [More TBA]
(Full list below, these are just the posts the lists are from)Â
Gosh I hope thereâs no repeats⊠Let me know if there are, Iâll edit it. Some of these AUs are probably in an improper category, sorry.
ââSTART OF LISTââ
âSomething Written/Drawnâ
-Each othersâ names on their wrist/palm/etc
-Names on both wrist, one soulmate other enemy, canât tell which one is which
-Each otherâs initials on their wrist/palm/etc
-Each othersâ first words to one another
-Each othersâ last words (to one another)
-Same marking on each otherâs skin
- Each soulmate has one half of a quote that is important to their relationship.
-A timer for when they shall first meet
-A timer for when the other dies
-Timer counting up and stops when youâll meet your soulmate
-Timer starts counting the moment you meet your soulmate
-Writing that says how old your soulmate will be when you meet
- Everyone is born with a unique number only they and their soulmates have.Â
-Writing that says what your soulmate is most passionate about
-Your soulmateâs feelings about you is written on your body
-Your soulmates first impression/thoughts about you is written on your body
-Written on your palm is what your soulmate is thinking
- Each year imprinted on your arm, whispered in a dream, sent in a mail or whatever, is a hint to who/where is your soulmate.Â
- Each day on your arm is a particular event your soulmate will face today. (Examples: Promotion, family death, new pet, meeting soulmateâŠ)
-Every night you receive a message about a random sentence your soulmate has said that day.Â
-You have a watch that says the timezone your soulmate is in
-The first drawing you see from your soulmate is tattoo-ed on your skin
-Meter of how dangerous your soulmate is
-Meter of how in danger your soulmate is
- A touch from your soulmate will leave an imprint there (like a different coloured area on your skin, or a symbol, or name)
- Ink marks (similar to tattoos) are on your body. When your soulmate is in the vicinity, itâll slowly move, as if reaching out. When you two touch, the tattoos will connect with each other.
-Counter (maybe on your palm) that depicts how many times you pass your soulmate
-Timer of how much time you spent with your soulmate
-Timer of how much time you donât spend with your soulmate (maybe only in effect after you meet them)
-You only get the first letter of your soulmateâs name
- The first (or last) words your soulmate speaks every day is written on your arm.
- The first sentence you say to your soulmate is written on yourself (after you say it, maybe). Â
- The most important thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.
- The most important thing your soulmate says (to you?) that day will be written on you.
- The most frequent thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.
- Thereâs a symbol (or written words) of what weather your soulmate is experiencing right now (or going to experience later in the day).
- Your soulmateâs birthday is written on your arm.
- The last thing you were thinking about before meeting your soulmate is written on them.
-Â Your thoughts about your soulmate or having a soulmate is written on their body. Over time the words accumulate, some growing smaller or fading, but never disappear.
-Â Amount of time youâre with your soulmate written on you. Could be a permanent number or a number that accumulates over time.
-Â Written on you is a badly worded description of how youâll meet your soulmate (Ex. Reality: Meet in coffee shop spill drink- - > Description: âYouâll meet in a place of high energy and itâll be hotâ)
-Â Soulmate marks are only visible after meeting and/or touching.
-Â Every time your soulmate lies, their words are written on you.
-Â All the nicknames your soulmate is called by is written on you.
-Â Whenever someone describes your soulmate, those words appear in a special journal.
âChanged Visionâ
-See colour for the first time when you meet, fades away when they die
-Will only see shades of your soulmateâs eye colour until you meet
-Can only see colour to places your soulmateâs been/touched
- Human beings themselves and everything they touch is monochrome, until they meet their soulmate. Then everything they touch is in colour (except for human beings who arenât your soulmate).
-Everyone is technically âblindâ. You can only see what your soulmate sees (until you meet them maybe)
-Â Each genuine emotion your soulmate expresses to you adds colour to your world (Ex: yellow for happiness, blue for sorrow, red for passion, etc).
âDifferent Abilitiesâ
-See/hear/speak/etc for the first time when you meetÂ
-Being next to soulmate heals injuries
- You stop aging at a certain age, until you meet your soulmate and grow old together.
- Everyone has super powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are nullified by each other.
- Everyone has weak powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are amplified
-Have the same super power
-Soulmates have opposite powers from each other (fire and water, invisibility and high noticeability, etc)
- Teleport to each others side
- Everyone has the ability to manipulate the force of wind to an extent. The wind blows in the direction of where their soulmate is. (Maybe the wind is stronger depending on your bond)
- Everyone has powers, and when you meet your soul mate you swap powers. (Probably have to hang out with them to get pointers on your new powers)
- You can cast one portal anywhere and so does your soulmate. Your portal leads to your soulmateâs portal and vice versa.
âSharingâ
-Get the same emotions as your soulmate does (Theyâre sad, youâre suddenly sad)Â
- Get the same injuries as your soulmate does
-When you get sick, so does your soulmate
-Soulmates share the same handwriting
-Soulmates share the same fingerprints
-You share your knowledge with your soulmate
-You share your temperature with your soulmate
- Songs sung by your soulmate is stuck in your head.Â
-Â Whatever music that is stuck in your soulmateâs head is stuck in yours too.
-Thereâs a radio in everyoneâs heads that they share with their soulmates, the two(?) of you can change the tunes
-Unique song imprinted in your mind that only you and your soulmate knows
-Have the same tics at the same time (verbal tics, drumming fingers, humming, etc)
-Cellphones between soulmates are in the same condition (cracked screens are in the same places)
-If youâre having a good/bad day, your soulmate will have the same amount of good/bad day. (Or alternatively, the opposite)
- Thereâs a small screen only visible to you that allows you to see what your soulmate is seeing (think kind of like those video games with splits screens)
- Soulmates share the same afterlife  Â
-Have the same heart beat
-Heartbeat morse code for soulmates name
-Soulmateâs heart beat on your wrist
-Everyone has life points/years left in their life, and people can give their soulmates their own life points/years if theyâre lacking
-Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmatesâ possession somehow
-Everyone has a different sky that is shared with their soulmate (except clouds/sun/moon stay in the same position for everybody, so weather is not affected). Everyone has the ability to draw on the sky, making splash of colours or little notes for only them and their soulmate to see.
- Everyone receives a special accessory (hat, watch, necklace, bracelet, etc) that is exactly alike with their soulmate. Many people, when they meet their soulmate, like to swap theirs with the other.
- Taste the things your soulmate is eating/drinking.
- You share talents with your soulmate.
- Everything you record is sent to your soulmate.
- Everybody has some type of tablet thing thatâs a shared space you and your soulmate can draw on.
- Wake up and sleep at the same time.
-Â Special pens where if both soulmates are holding their special pen, they can both write/draw the same thing. (Like sharing one pen in different locations.)
-Â People have a tendency to experience whatever emotions their soulmate have pent up inside them.
-Â Once you hit a certain age, or once a year, you swap bodies with your soulmate.
-Â Same as above, except with your soulmateâs closest friend/enemy.
-Â Soulmates can swap bodies with each other any time.
-Â When someone touches your soulmate, you can feel it mirrored on your skin.
-Â Whatever your soulmate eats, you get a craving for it.
- Youâre forced to sing whatever song your soulmate is singing, or get into a perfect duet.
âCommunicationâ
- Telepathic link with your soulmate.
-Write something on your own skin, appears on the otherâs skin as well
-Meet soulmate in dreams every night (with the ability to interact)
-Can meet soulmate any time in a shared mind space
-Before you die, you get to send one last message to your soulmate
-You can send one item to your soulmate every year (or whenever)
-You have this limited stack of sticky notes. Write whatever you want on it, and that note would magically appear somewhere in your soulmateâs line of sight during that day.Â
- Soulmates can communicate with each other in a language only they understand.
- When concentrating, you can write out your soulmateâs thoughts.
âChanged Physical Featuresâ
-Your eyes are your soulmateâs hair colour, changes when they dye it
-Everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmateâs natural colour. Once you meet all eyes return to natural colour.Â
-Your hair colour is your soulmateâs sexuality flag (remember that there can be platonic soulmates, and that sometimes you can be soulmates with someone but theyâre not soulmates with you)
- Once you meet your soulmate, you grow wings like an angel. You gain one new feather each time something special happens between you two. When your soulmate dies, you lose all your feathers and can no longer fly.
âRestrictionsâ
- It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate.
- Under a curse until you meet your soulmateÂ
- They have to say each otherâs name to figure out theyâre soulmates.
- Only your soulmate can kill you.
-The only voice in the world you can/canât hear is your soulmateâs
-If you donât find your soulmate by your #th birthday, you die
-Everyone wears a mask. You get to finally take it off when you meet the one with your identical mask, your soulmate.
-Youâre stuck in a room filled with clones (with maybe slight differences) of your soulmate. You need to kill all except your soulmate or else you wonât get out/be together.
- On top of everybodyâs head is the name of their soulmate. You canât see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmateâs name, something unfortunate/death will happen to them/yourself/a soulmate.
-Your soulmate is invisible to you until you figure out a certain trigger.
- If anyone except for your soulmate says your name, you die
- Opposite of the above, if your soulmate says your name you die
-The only words you can say is your soulmates name until you meet them.
-You canât harm your soulmate
-You can only harm your soulmate
-You have a limited number of words, and you can only recharge when youâre with your soulmate (when you use up your word count, you die)
-Â Everyone has a special pen that can only have the writing erased by their soulmate.
-Â Every human has a limited number of words they can say before turning mute, but to their soulmate that limit is gone and they can speak endlessly to them.
-Â Opposite of above, you have a limited number of words you can say to your soulmate before turning mute (only to them?)
âExperiences/Actionsâ
- When you meet your soulmate, time stops for a month for everyone besides you two.
-For a month, you and your soulmates have to go through different soulmate AUs each day (ooh you can use my lists for ideas *cough cough*)
-Each year at a certain age, soulmates are paired together into some sort of battle royal thing, best OTP wins
-At the corner of your eye, you can see a blurry vision of whatever your soulmate is doing (like sitting down drinking coffee in your living room, even though theyâre doing this in another area)
-Soulmates can switch lives whenever they feel like it
-When you meet your soulmate for the first time, you get a flashback/relive their entire lives
-Similar to above, except you get glimpses of their future
-Before you die, you flash through your soulmateâs entire life (what they were doing before they met you, if theyâve ever lied to you, etc
-Hidden in dreams, but never interacting, is your soulmate
-A certain time frame began to loop, and the only way for it to stop is to find your soulmate
- You will keep looping your life until you meet your soulmate.
- Legend says that if you fold 1000 paper (Cranes? Planes? Rabbits? Anything really) You can meet your soulmate.
- Everyday, you have the chance to spin a wheel that will determine an event your soul mate will face. (Some people may avoid it for bad luck, others may spin it for the slim chance of your soulmate getting a cure for their illness or something)
-Thereâs this special video game where your partner is your soulmate. You only get to meet if the two of you finish the game.
-At the age of sixteen, everyone goes into another world for two years, hanging out with their soulmate. Time is warped to make sure the two of you are sixteen in this world. When the two years are up, youâre sent back into the real world, with fractured memories of what happened. These foggy memories make it hard to find them again. (Numbers can be changed.)Â
- The first time you touch your soulmate, youâre forced to relive their best day and/or worst day of their lives (past or future).
- Human beings die on their 25th birthday (or any number). To prevent this, they have to meet their soulmate. But only one of them can survive.
- If you havenât met your soulmate but have been in the same vicinity of each other (like passing each other on a street or in the same building), that day will keep repeating until you find each other.
- Once you meet your soulmate youâre literally stuck to each other for the rest of the day.
-Â After death, you become your soulmateâs guardian angel (may require going back in time, or not).
-Â Every night, dream about what your soulmate is going to experience the next day.
-Â Something fills up before meeting your soulmate, like a heart ink tattoo getting coloured in or a bottle filling up with liquid/sand/origami stars/etc. The moment it is full is the moment you meet your soulmate.
âCompassesâ
- A red string tied around your pinky is connected to your soulmateâs pinky (when the two of you are in a certain distance)
- You can only see the string of fate when you close your eyes.
-Temperature gets hotter the nearer they are, colder when they are further away
-Each person has a spirit animal that can lead you to your soulmate
-If you send off a paper airplane, it shall reach (or move in the direction of) your soulmate.
- Counter of how many footsteps away you are from your soulmate
- Your soulmate leaves coloured footprints only visible to you
- Throwing something you love on the full moon will land on your soul mate
-You can feel a tug from wherever your soulmate is. These may either be automatic, or have stronger tugs whenever your soulmate is in distress.
- Each soulmate pair has a constellation, and the constellation that you perceive to be the brightest is pointing towards where your soulmate is.
-Â Progress bar of how close you are to your soulmate.
- Herding goose that herds people to their soulmates. (No I did not make that one up and it has been written more than once apparently, even before the Untitled Goose Game.)
âHintsâ
-You get a photograph of your soulmate and vice versa, somehow (Could be yearly, could be at a certain age, could be a photo of when you first met, etc)
-The voice in your head (example: your conscious) is your soulmateâs voice (by that I meant that they have the same voice, not thatâs itâs your soulmateâs personality in your headâ yâknow, take it as you will)
- Every year, you receive a puzzle piece. The whole picture is your soulmateâs name/appearance/location/etc.
-Mysterious letter detailing to one person when theyâll meet, and another letter detailing where theyâll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when theyâll meet, Person B gets where theyâll meet)
-Letter about details of how the meeting between soulmates go (example: âyou get pushed into a lake by a guy in a duck suit and your soulmate helps youâ, etc)
-Bubbles gives you a blurry glimpse into your soulmateâs world (visions of possessions, friends, family, laughter, crying, etc)
- Everyone holds a locket with their soulmateâs picture, but it can only open when certain conditions are met
- Instead of removing flower petals for âloves me, loves me notâ the flower petals dictate whether youâll meet in this lifetime (âmeet me, meet me notâ) and itâs forever accurate.
- Everyone has memories of their soulmate in their past life.
- Everyone receives a picture of their soulmate (at a certain age) taken the year they met.Â
- Thereâs a point system in life. You can purchase clues as to who your soulmate is for 50 (or any number) points.
- You get to meet the parents of your childrenâs soulmates.
- You dream of the place of where youâll meet your soulmate.
- The first picture you and your soulmate are in will be sent to you on a birthday (which can be tricky if it was, for example, a class photo. Or a newspaper picture of a crowd).
- Counter of how many times youâve passed by or seen your soulmate.
-Â One soulmate owns a lock and the other owns the key to that lock.
âYour Soulmateâ
-If you and your soulmate possess the same item, itâll glow
-Everyone has a special pen/marker/drawing utensil. Using it, the lines are thicker when their soulmates feel strong emotions, thinner when theyâre feeling weak, run out of ink when they die, etc.
-Thereâs this special block of clay that represents your soulmate. It has a special colour and changes forms depending on how your soulmate is feeling.
- Thereâs an object that changes colour depending on what mood your soulmate is in
-Reflecting in the mirrors is the appearance of your soulmate
-Plant that represents the soulmate
-Receive piece of cloth with soulmateâs scent
-You get a notification whenever your soulmate is asleep or awake (like a real life friends list)
-Everyone gets a list of their soulmateâ worst qualities
-Everyone is born knowing their soulmateâs (future) biggest secret
-List detailing the differences between you and your soulmate
- You can sense when your soulmate is in distress
-Whenever you have a question, your soul mate has the answer.
-Once youâre an adult, you get kicked out of the house until you find your soulmate.
-Everyone gets little books of what people think about their soulmate (but never said out loud)
- Everyone has a device to check if the other person is their soulmate (like a light thatâs red when itâs not and green when it is). It gets brighter when theyâre full of life, dimmer when they get sick, and out of batteries when theyâre dead.
- Literal sparks fly when youâre near your soulmate, soothing for the two of you but static shock for others.
- Your level of talent at a hobby is determined by how close you are with your soulmate.
- The outline of your shadow is your soulmate.
- You meet your soulmate the day after the worst event of your life.
- Everyone somehow owns a creature who possesses the same (general) personality as your soulmate.
- You know every number about your soulmate (Phone number, number of times they said hello, social insurance number, number of days left, etcâŠ)
ââEND OF LISTââ
Enjoy! You can use any of these without permission (but if you do tell me youâll use one Iâll be giddy that you read this and itâll make my day, I swear). Happy writing! :D
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people donât only have gay/bi headcanons for the purpose of shipping⊠sometimes you just look at a character and go âyeah that is not a heterosexualâ. itâs just about. vibes. itâs about whatâs in your heart.
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so you know how in romeo and juliet thereâs a scene where sampson (or someone in juliets family i donât do names) bites their thumb at romeo and the gang and then someone is like âoi bruv is you biting your thumb at us mate?â n shit? well thatâs bcoz in shakespeareâs time this would be the equivalent to flipping someone off
where am i going with this? well, it also happens that one of my tics when i get frustrated is biting my thumb, so it feels like iâm inadvertently telling the world to fuck off
and coz itâs not a common insult any more, that means not many people notice it and think âhuh xeâs flipping that person offâ
and that makes me feel powerful
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update i literally wrote absolutely nothing <3
me: oh look a writing competition for people my age, letâs enter
writerâs block:Â -twerks its way into my open document-
me: understandable have a nice day -just stares at the blank document thinking about writing rather than actually writing-
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pls it might actually give me some motivation
Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."
OH MY GOSH, YES!!!
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me: oh look a writing competition for people my age, letâs enter
writerâs block:Â -twerks its way into my open document-
me: understandable have a nice day -just stares at the blank document thinking about writing rather than actually writing-
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