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wren-kitchens · 1 year

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and the scarian scene!

grian has often been mistaken for uncaring, ignorant of others’ feelings, unfeeling towards even his closest friends. he’s honestly never really minded how outsiders saw him—the people who matter know how much he truly cares. he just shows it differently, and they know and respect that.

but- maybe not as recently as it feels- grian met scar. at first grian thought he was loud and silly and clumsy, and to be honest, he still does. but now it’s no longer annoying but endearing when scar starts talking about his cat co-running a theme park with him, and his lopsided smile as he apologises for breaking something is cute, instead of infuriating.

grian has caught himself daydreaming about running a thumb along scar’s bottom lip, about slotting into place against scar’s side with arm around his waist, about braiding back scar’s long hair and knowing if it really is as soft as it looks more times than he’d care to admit.

which is weird, it’s so weird. because he’s never even wanted to touch someone who he hadn’t known for years, and now out of the blue, he’s feeling like this? he’s never even hugged anyone but his family and friends, never wanted to with anyone but jimmy, pearl and mumbo.

and now, scar. which is- it’s just so weird.

but it’s. well, it’s not a bad weird. because whilst grian doesn’t understand how he so suddenly feels like this, he kind of likes feeling like this. he likes the way scar smiles at him first when he comes into a room, and the way scar stands closest to him whilst still staying a comfortable distance away, and the way he asks grian’s opinion on important things, before anyone else.

grian knows scar loves physical touch. he watches the way scar wraps his arms around people’s shoulders, grabs their hands, ruffles their hair. grian wants scar to do it to him. he really does.

the thing is, grian doesn’t know how to say it. he’s- scared is the wrong word, too nervous to do it first. he doesn’t want anyone to ask why, or to point it out as abnormal. he knows that, unless grian told him specifically, scar wouldn’t do anything that he thought might upset grian.

so he’s sort of been waiting, for a good moment to either ask or do it himself. it’s been at the back of his mind for at least a month now, waiting and looking and hoping for one, just one moment that he could show scar that he wants it.

and that moment comes—at a very unexpected time.

—-

it’s loud.

grian supposes he should have expected it to be loud; most parties are, after all. but he didn’t really notice until just now.

well, not just now—until about fifteen minutes ago, when he’d been entirely distracted with scar, laughing probably too much at his corny jokes, wondering whether or not he should do something. then grian had gestured, and smiled, and scar went to the toilet and didn’t come back. and it’s loud.

he has an underlying feeling that it was his fault—or at least something he did. scar loves these kinds of parties, with the lights and the people and the noise. he wouldn’t just go hide in the toilets unless there was a reason.

lucky for grian, he hates these kinds of parties and was only really here for scar, so he’s happy to leave the loud room to search around the house.

it strikes him, as he wanders around the upstairs floor, failing to find the bathroom, that he has no idea who’s house this is. he’d assumed it was scott’s, but based on the distinct beigeness of it all, he now doubts that.

he’s humming along to the music downstairs—some generic pop song that people stopped listening to at least five years ago—when he pushes open a door and steps into another entirely colourless room.

only- it’s not entirely colourless. because sat in a corner, leant up against the wall, is the unmistakable green and gold of scar’s clothes.

grian breathes a sigh of relief. “god, scar, I thought you’d gone home or something!”

scar looks up, startled. “grian!”

grian falters. scar is hugging himself, something nervous and scared in his eyes.

“are you.. are you alright?” he asks tentatively.

“ah, you know. parties.” scar offers lamely.

grian frowns. “I do know. but you like these kinds of things.”

scar looks away.

“did something happen?” grian isn’t sure whether or not to move further into the room. “did I do something?” he realises. “because if so i’m-“

“no, no.” scar says quickly. “nothing- nothing you did.”

grian hesitates. “you.. you don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to. but I, um. don’t want you to be upset. we can go home, if you like.”

“no, it’s alright.” scar says. “it’s.. I don’t know how to say it. um.”

grian closes the door behind him and moves to sit next to scar. i’m here, i’m listening, i care.

scar exhales. “I don’t like not having a soulmate.”

“oh.” grian says quietly.

because if grian’s honest.. neither does he. grian so desperately wants to see a mark matching grian’s own on his skin, wants to know- to even hope that scar could be his.

“it’s like- like i’m broken, or something. like someone made a mistake.” scar scrunches up his eyes. “because I want a soulmate, I want to be someone’s.“

“yeah.” grian murmurs. he’s never been good at the whole comforting thing, but scar doesn’t seem to mind. “if it’s any consolation, you’re probably my best friend, along with mumbo.”

“high bar.” scar says. his eyes are still closed, but it looks more peaceful now. he opens them suddenly. “i’m sorry, I don’t mean to unload this-“

“no, I don’t mind.” grian says. “I care about you, scar.”

“oh.” scar looks like he’s about to cry, and grian absolutely does not want that.

so, he decides to be impulsive. “scar, do you mind if I hug you?”

scar looks completely bamboozled for a moment. his eyes widen and he waves his hands. “grian you don’t have to do that-“

“I know.” grian says. “I want to.”

scar inhales sharply, tearing up. “oh. okay. i’d like that.”

grian reaches out slowly, tracing his hand through scar’s hair as he moves towards him. the look on scar’s face makes him want to melt, and he decides against going slowly.

grian shuffles forwards and throws his arms around scar. and it’s wonderful.

scar smells soft and warm, something woodsy and sweet at the same time. grian presses closer, burying his nose in scar’s shoulder, holding him tighter. after a second, scar hugs him back.

at first, scar hugs him like he’s fragile, something made of glass. grian’s own eyes begin to water as he realises that scar doesn’t want to cross a boundary, even now.

grian squeezes him, and scar seems to understand what grian is telling him, because his grip becomes firmer. scar, grian learns, gives by far the best hugs.

“it’s okay.” grian murmurs to him. “I promise, it’s okay.

“i’m so lucky to have you, g.” scar whispers.

“don’t give me that, you’ll make me cry.” grian half jokes, voice already breaking.

“i think i could deal with that.” scar chuckles weakly.

“you horrible man.” grian smiles to himself.

and apparently he hasn’t been impulsive enough, because he finishes that with,

“I love you.”

the moment he says it, his blood turns to ice. but scar just squeezes him.

“I love you too, g-man.”

there’s a pause. “you- okay, that came out wrong.”

scar pulls back, and grian almost complains before he sees the look in scar’s eyes.

“I.. there’s another reason the whole no-soulmate thing is freaking me out.” scar admits. “it’s, um. i’ll preface this actually, you absolutely do not owe me anything including friendship after this, if I make you uncomfortable.”

suddenly grian is almost worried. “you know you can tell me anything scar.” he says gently.

“yeah.” scar is uncharacteristically nervous. he can’t meet grian’s eyes. “okay, i’m just- i’m just gonna say it. um. I am in love with you. and I know you have a soulmate and I don’t and, I don’t know. and obviously you don’t even-“ scar looks up and trails off.

grian knows what he must look like, with the way he’s looking at scar right now—entirely lovestruck. in his defence, he is.

“scar,” he breathes, hardly daring to believe it. “i’m in love with you too.”

“you- you’re not kidding?” scar asks. “you actually-“

“I love you.” grian smiles. “I love you so much, and who cares if-“ but he stops.

because he’s lifted his hand, and the black mark isn’t black anymore.

“that.. that wasn’t like that.” grian says slowly. “I haven’t touched anyone at all. i’d definitely have noticed.”

“what- how does that..?”

grian shakes his head. “no idea.”

“you didn’t touch anyone?” scar frowns.

“no one.” grian says. and then- “except you.”

“well yeah, but-“

and it’s like something’s just clicked perfectly into place.

“scar, turn around.”

“you-“

“just, trust me on this one.”

scar does, and grian gasps as he sees it. “oh, scar.”

scar likes his hair, he’d told grian before. he liked how it was long and soft and didn’t get greasy or dry. but what he especially liked, were the dark streaks that ran through his hair, making his brown hair look richer.

well, those dark streaks are not dark anymore.

“what? what is it?”

“your soulmate.”

“my-“

“look at your hair.”

scar does, taking a lock from the back of his head and pulling it in front of his face.

“oh my god.” he murmurs. then, turns to grian, grinning from ear to ear. “oh- oh my god!”

grian cackles, melting into the bear hug scar has just pulled him into.

“we’re soulmates!” scar laughs, delighted.

“we are!” grian’s face is buried in the crook of scar’s neck. “oh, scar.”

“that’s me.” scar sounds slightly tearful.

“I love you so much.” grian says.

scar chuckles, and he’s definitely crying again. grian can feel himself tearing up too.

“I love you too, g.”

#I made grian autistic by accident #it was relevant to the plot leave me be #scarian #trafficshipping #hermitshipping #grian #gtw scar #the pinterest soulmate au #psau #hoax writes

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zirkkun-wiki · 10 months

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🌸《 polyship au 》🌸

《 AGE RATING: E for Explicit / 18+ for explicit content, sexual themes, abuse/violence, rape, and unhealthy relationships. no 18+ content will be posted on Tumblr. 》

a plethora of Sanses, a handful of humans, all of which is shuffled around in this mess of a polyamorus group. each story is readable as its own individual one, although they all take place in the same universe that I have merely dubbed “the polyship AU.”

🌸 -- credits -- 🌸

Undertale © Toby Fox Ink!Sans / _____tale by @myebi / @comyet Error / Errortale by @loverofpiggies / @/askerrorsans Dream and Nightmare by @jokublog Cross / XTale / Underverse by @jakei95 / @xtaleunderverse Underswap originally by @p0pcornpr1nce; given to the fandom Underlust originally by @nsfwshamecave; given to the fandom Swapfell Indigo by @popatochisssp Killer!Sans / Killertale by @rahafwabas The Human, The Vessel, and The Creator all by @zirkkun Alt. Ink timeline chars (Cherri, Starlight, Dye, Quill, etc) all by @zirkkun

quick links

main tag || faq || other questions || fanart

table of contents || ao3 series (main timeline) || ao3 series (alt timelines) || ao3 series (side stories)

character bios

+ Main Timeline + Creator

Human

Vessel

Sans

Lust

Blue

Ink

Error

Dream

Nightmare

Killer

Cross

Mal

+ Alt. Timeline Shipkids + Starlight

Lykoi

Macaroon

Dye

Quill

Cherri

???

taglist

#polyship au #psau #psau fanart #psau answer #psau creator #psau human #psau vessel #psau sans #psau lust #psau blue #psau ink #psau error #psau dream #psau nightmare #psau killer #psau cross #psau mal #psau papyrus #psau rus #psau mettaton #psau starlight #psau macaroon #psau lykoi #psau quill #psau dye #psau cherri

#polyship au #psau #zircon masterposts #dont reblog

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alch3mic · 5 months

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it was @zirkkun ‘s birthday recently.

#happy birthday!#ink sans #psau ink #undertale au #alch!art

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positivesheltonau · 10 months

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Soo... What's Positive Shelton Au?

PSAU is about a alternate version of Shelton883, Shilton/Shillie, going on adventures, getting over his issues, while also making new friends and learning things along the way, including... His Positive powers.. (sorry I suck I explaining my own stories aha..)

Basically a Fan Comic of the Youtuber/Streamer Shelton883! (you can also count Cesarfever/Fevertown related stuff) (also psst if your not in feverdemons/ or his community, you should check out bro, also how are you even here?? guh??)

I made this little blog since it's hard to find a good place to post my silly comics without issues lol.. (stares at twitter) I also made this just in case Twitter thread burns, basically another place to archive it all lol

One more thing before I go- The start of this comic may be confusing or bumpy, when I started this, I was new to making comics, so I'm sure there's a lot of plotholes or whatever, my bad- 💀

anyways I hope you enjoy this silly story of mine, I disappear now lol

#artists on tumblr #art #shelton883 #PositiveSheltonAu #fnfever #StarFeverAu #introductory post #fanart #oc #oh boy here we go

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prince-simon · 1 year

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hey hey

here's a psau random thought I had while working and now I can't get it out of my mind!

so i'm sharing it with u:

in the psau's social media world, there is an account dedicated to Santiago.

and it's not the cute, "oh, look at him protecting the spanish crown prince!🥺", glittery rainbow-colored unicorn, sweet kind!

no, no!

that account is gods forgotten land! the " I want to be the one he's pinning down while holding my hands behind my back", the h-word type!

they go from editing Simon out of photos ( which I don't understand why, they have a clear 2for1 deal right there ) to incredibly well-made thirst traps!

now, nobody knows who's the acc admin and i'm not assuming Simon follows that cursed account but, that's exactly what I'm doing!

is this thought relevant? no, it's not, but why not share it with you and know your opinion lol

nonono hold on. this thought is absolutely relevant!!!

IM SCREAMING YOURE SO RIGHT SKLDFJSDFS

simon's the admin

pls i can picture it so well lmfaooo

santiago out of principle hates it. he hates even more that leandra was the one to first show him the account and she gets a great deal of enjoyment out of watching all the thirst traps

simon is soooo offended that he's being edited out of pictures lolol

and when wilma finds out about the account she frequently sends the newest videos to the gc and everyone absolutely loves it

#prince simon au #young royals #this is so fucking funny i can't #ask #simonslittlebitch

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fireworksforlando · 2 years

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Will there be a continuation in the psau universe soon?

yes! other things to look forward to:

some old prompt fills

sad charles + concerned pierre

Daniel Isn't Coping

ria and steve are there

#fireworks.ans

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christophe76460 · 1 month

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Que la parole de Christ habite parmi vous abondamment. Colossiens 3:16 - VIE CHRÉTIENNE - Journal Chrétien : actualités chrétiennes, chrétiens du monde, chrétiens persécutés

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rosebelladonna · 4 years

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AU where the first time Blake meets Ruby she stuck around with Ruby and Jaune for the auditorium and sit down with Yang.

Yang waved at Ruby excitedly. "Ruby! Over here! I saved you a spot!"

Ruby jogged over, a pair of students following her. Yang scooped her up in a hug, feeling a little guilty for leaving Ruby alone so abruptly that morning. "How's your first day goin', little sister?"

Ruby kicked and squirmed a little until Yang sat her back on the ground. "You mean since you ditched me and I exploded?!"

"Yiikes. Meltdown already?" Yang didn't know if she'd ever forgive herself if Ruby had had an actual meltdown already. Her baby sister was sensitive! The girl who followed Ruby over spoke up.

"No, she actually exploded. There was an incident with some dust." Her voice was even as she spoke, but Yang ignored it in favour of grabbing at Ruby's shoulders and checking her over for injuries.

"Oh shit, Ruby, are you okay? What happened?"

Ruby's eyes filled with tears and her voice pitched higher. "There was fire and lightning and- and maybe some ice? And a really crabby girl -"

"Weiss Schnee."

"Yeah, Weiss Schnee, and she kept yelling and I just wanted her to stop and -"

"YOU!" screeched a new voice. Ruby jumped hard and backed into the dark-haired girl. She sat a steadying hand on Ruby's shoulder and glared at the new addition to their group, presumably Weiss Schnee.

"Oh Brothers, it's happening again!" Ruby wailed.

"You almost blew us off the side of the cliff!" Weiss yelled. "And you," she snapped at -- Damn, Yang still didn't know the girl's name -- Ruby's friend. "How dare you embarrass me like that in front of this- this- this child!"

Alright. Definitely time for Yang to step in. "Aaaaalriiiiight. It sounds like you three might have gotten off on the wrong foot. Let's just all take a deep breath and calm down, okay?" She breathed in deeply and smiled at each of them in turn until they relented and also took a breath. "Okay, how about we introduce ourselves? I'm Yang, Ruby's older sister! And the little one is obviously Ruby."

"Hmph. I'm Weiss Schnee."

"...Blake."

"I'm Jaune!" the boy who'd come up with Blake and Ruby finally piped up.

"Alright, well let's all try to be friends, okay?" Ruby brightened up at the mention of "friends".

"Y-yeah! I'm super sorry Weiss, can we start over? We can go shopping for school supplies together! Or- or talk about dust and weapons! You're probably super knowledgable about which types of dust are suited for what weapons, right?"

Yang watched Blake watch Ruby as she grabbed at Weiss' hands. Weiss scoffed at her. "No way. I'll forgive you for this morning, but stay out of my way! I'm not here to make friends." She flicked her ponytail over her shoulder and stormed away.

"Oh...okay..." Ruby whispered.

Jaune sat a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "Hey, I'm still your friend!" he said. Ruby smiled a little and nodded. Blake reached out and sat a hand on Ruby's other shoulder.

"I'll be your friend, too, Ruby."

Yang swept all three of them into a hug. "Awwwwww! Rubes you already made two friends! I'm so prouuuuud of youuuuuuuu!"

Ruby shoved at her face and wailed. "YANG STOOOOOOPPPPPPP!"

#guess what this is?#partner swap au #partnerswap au #psau #rwby ladybug #i love writing bitchy ass v1 weiss lmao #my writing #anonymous #ladybug partners au

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zirkkun · 9 months

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doodles based off of a long-going rp with my friend @tatatale!! it's currently in its "trauma and angst for character development" arc

Ink by @comyet Error by @loverofpiggies ; redesign by @tatatale Cobalt by @zirkkun Lyrics are from "The World is Ugly" by My Chemical Romance ✨💚 kofi! || reblogs appreciated! 💚✨

#undertale au #ink sans #error sans #inktale #errortale #underswap #swap sans #bei #sanscest #polyship au #psau #psau ink #psau error #psau blue #zircon arts

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zirkkun-arts · 16 days

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💚 ▬

→ ko-fi → main blog

more quill! this was meant to be part of a larger project, but instead i decided to just post this because it's been collectin' dust

#undertale au #polyship au #ship kids #psau #psau quill #zircon arts

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wren-kitchens · 1 year

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I finally finished the soulmate mini fics!

well I finished 2/3 but y’know what that’s better than nothing! I think i’m gonna call this au the pinterest soulmate au because. i found the idea on pinterest lmao

anyway! here’s flower husbands; scarian is coming like. immediately after I post this

“do you ever think about how, like, weird this whole thing is?”

scott looks up from the daisy chain he was making. “what do you mean?”

“well, it’s like. fate just decides that there’s one person who is absolutely perfect for you. and that’s it.” jimmy shrugs.

jimmy’s laying down in the grass, surrounded by wildflowers, his hair splayed out around him. he looks like a painting.

“I guess.” scott says.

“I keep thinking.. what if my soulmate isn’t the person I want it to be?” jimmy says. “I don’t know what i’d do.”

scott is quiet, because he’s been thinking the exact same thing. he’s been avoiding touching jimmy, out of fear that he’s not his soulmate. scott doesn’t reckon he could deal with knowing that it definitely isn’t.

“i get that.” he admits after a moment. “like, how are you gonna deal with your soulmate being someone you don’t even..” want, he almost says.

“do you have anyone you hope is yours?” jimmy asks.

scott feels himself blushing, and jimmy grins.

“you do!”

“I do not!” scott tries to protest.

“scott, you’re bright pink.” jimmy tells him.

“i’m not telling you who.” scott says.

jimmy huffs. “come on, I won’t tell anyone!”

“I don’t trust anyone in our friendship group to not tell the person immediately.” scott says. it’s definitely not a lie—he knows lizzie at least would be the first to let jimmy know.

“that’s honestly so mean.” jimmy folds his arms, pouting. it’s so cute. “i’d tell you.”

“yeah, but you wouldn’t though.” scott grins.

jimmy looks like he’s considering.

“yeah, I wouldn’t.”

scott laughs. “then you can’t be mad at me!”

“yeah I can, just watch me.”

scott watches as jimmy tries and fails to frown at him, laughing as he hides his face.

“do you have anyone you want to be yours?” scott says.

jimmy glares at scott through his fingers.

“that’s a yes.”

“no it’s not!”

scott raises an eyebrow.

“fine, okay, I do.” jimmy drops his hands, pink.

“any chance you might tell me?” scott leans down teasingly.

“absolutely not.” jimmy waves him away. “I don’t trust you not to tell them.”

it feels like someone’s just dropped ice into the pit of his stomach. ‘tell them’. as in someone else. as in, not scott.

“okay, well, give me a hint.” scott says, trying to pretend like he doesn’t want to cry.

jimmy rolls his eyes, but says, “you know him. very well.”

“ooh, it’s a he.” scott teases, grinning as jimmy blushes. “tell me more, tell me more.”

“you’re a menace.” jimmy decides. “um. i’m trying to think of what wouldn’t make it obvious.”

“favourite colour?”

“no way, you’d know immediately.”

“soulmate mark?”

“too obvious.”

“well, you gotta give me more than ‘you know him’!” scott protests.

“I don’t know! you know him very well, you’d know if I said anything!” jimmy says.

“oh no, guess you’ll just have to tell me.” scott says sarcastically, resuming work on his daisy chain. “what a shame.”

“i’m not telling you.” jimmy deadpans. “hm- oh, actually, I do have another one!”

“yeah?”

“he likes to make fun of me.”

scott scrunches his nose up and jimmy laughs at him. “that could be literally anyone on this planet, jimmy!”

“scott, i’m not even being that subtle about it.” jimmy grins at him.

“give me another one.” scott says. “i’ll figure it out.”

“i’m starting to think you won’t.” jimmy says, laughter in his eyes.

“c’mon.”

“okay, uh.. oh, I don’t know, he’s cute?” jimmy says.

scott snorts.

“shut up, i’m trying to think of a good one.”

“you’re adorable, jimmy.” scott says. “‘he’s cute’.” he mocks.

“well he is.” jimmy says. his eyes are closed, frowning in concentration. “uh.. i’ve kind of known him for a while, but i only recently, like, actually got to know him.”

“are you just trying to be unhelpful?” scott grins. there’s something nagging in the back of his brain, scott only recently got to know jimmy this year, after knowing him from school since primary. it’s not scott. he knows it’s not him.

he can’t help hoping.

“i’m being very obvious, actually.” jimmy cracks an eye open and smirks at him. “and you all tell me i’moblivious.”

“well it’s obvious for you who already knows.” scott says.

“I reckon i could tell grian what I just told you, and he’d guess it immediately.” jimmy says. “if he didn’t already know, anyway.”

“does he know?”

“yes.”

scott makes an indignant noise. “then why don’t I?”

“he’s my cousin, practically my brother.” jimmy grins. “and anyway, I didn’t even tell him. he just cornered me one time and was like ‘do you like this person’ and was right.”

“does lizzie know?”

jimmy laughs. “she knew before I did! older sister magic.”

“how could she know before you?” scott can’t help smiling.

“I don’t know, I didn’t realise I liked him until one time he did something and I was like ‘oh’.” jimmy says. “apparently she wasn’t sure until I told her.”

“that is such a you thing to do.” scott says.

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“we don’t call you oblivious for no reason, jimmy.”

“well,” jimmy pushes himself upright. scott feels slightly disappointed—he did look gorgeous laying down like that. “i’ve been told that he likes me back.”

“oh yeah?” scott tries hard not to let his upset show. he looks determinedly down at the daisy chain, connecting it up into a crown.

“yeah.” jimmy’s voice is quiet, soft—almost nervous. “but, see, I can’t tell. ‘cause I don’t know if he likes me or if he’s just like that to everyone.”

finished with the daisy crown, scott puts it on his head. “well, what’s he like?”

“he’s, um-“

“and don’t say cute.”

jimmy rolls his eyes. “he’s, like, really sweet but in the ‘makes fun of me’ kind of way.”

“again, that could be anyone.”

jimmy ignores him. “he does this thing, when I make a bad joke, and he just goes-“ jimmy scrunches his nose up. “and it’s just so sweet, it always makes me want to kiss his nose.”

scott freezes. he does that. he doesn’t know anyone else who does that. scott looks up, and jimmy is smiling shyly at him.

“oh yeah?” scott’s voice is no longer teasing, now something small, hopeful.

“yeah.” jimmy says.

“is- is that an accidental hint?” scott says.

jimmy’s smile turns lopsided. “well, not exactly accidental.”

“oh.” it’s all scott can think. “can I get another one?”

“he likes flowers.” jimmy turns slightly, so he’s facing scott. “his favourite colour is cyan. he once told me that he likes the way I blush.” he smirks. “now I think I should get a couple hints at who you like. y’know, so it’s fair.”

scott chuckles. “he’s an idiot. his favourite colour is blue. he has a beautiful singing voice but refuses to believe that he does.”

“anything else? I don’t think I can guess.” jimmy says. it sounds like it was supposed to come off teasing, but got caught halfway through shy and scared.

scott looks down and carefully picks a red poppy from the grass next to him. “he once told me that he likes the way I smile.”

jimmy grins, looking just as shy as scott feels, as scott carefully takes the flower and tucks it behind his left ear. for a moment, scott is so busy with the look in jimmy’s eyes that he doesn’t even notice. but his eyes drift back to the poppy and-

“oh aeor.” scott breathes, then looks down at his hands.

“what?”

“the- we’re-“ scott stammers. jimmy seems to understand, what with the way his eyes widen.

“you- no, no way.” jimmy is already pink. he touches a hand to his ear, realises he can’t tell from that, and pulls scott’s hands closer.

“we’re..”

“yeah.” jimmy looks practically ecstatic. “we- it’s us.”

because the once-black marks on scott’s fingertips and the outer edge of jimmy’s ear, have turned rainbow.

scott laughs, and pulls jimmy into such a big hug, he falls backwards onto the grass.

jimmy shouts with laughter, holding him too, pressing as close as he can. “i’m so glad.”

“you mentioned wanting to kiss me?” scott smirks, and jimmy cackles.

“who says I wanted to kiss you?”

“mmm, pretty sure you did sunshine.” scott says.

“oh did I?” their noses brush against each other as jimmy tilts his head. “well, I can’t break a promise to my soulmate.”

scott can’t help grinning. “you know, sometimes I wonder why I ever fell for you.”

jimmy falters, and for a second scott thinks he’s gone and ruined it, but then his face turns an deeper shade of pink.

“fell for me?” he asks.

“yes, jimmy.” scott smiles. “I am absolutely in love with you, and don’t ever want to leave your side again, and i’m so happy that you’re my soulmate, and if you don’t kiss me in the next five seconds i’ll do it myself.”

jimmy raises an eyebrow, smirking again. “well,” and honestly it’s a wonder how jimmy can go from flustered to flirty in so short a time. “I think we can have that arranged.”

and jimmy finally- finally leans in and kisses him. whatever scott had imagined (and he’d imagined) doesn’t compare to this in the slightest.

jimmy’s hand is cupping his cheek, and he’s so close scott can feel his heartbeat, and he can smell the flowers and the grass and the fresh air and jimmy, and it all feels like a fairytale.

“jesus christ, i love you.” jimmy breathes after they pull away. “like, a lot.”

scott presses another kiss to the corner of his mouth. “agreed. oh, wow.”

scott rolls sideways to lie flat against the grass, before deciding jimmy is a better pillow than dry earth and rests his head on his stomach.

“oh, hello.” jimmy says, stroking scott’s hair. “you just chilling down there?”

“you’re more comfortable than the floor.” scott says.

“you say the sweetest things.” jimmy grins. “wow. soulmates, huh?”

“i’m so glad it’s you.” scott tells him.

“me too.” jimmy says. “I can’t believe that’s the first time we ever touched.”

scott blushes. “well. I ah, may have been avoiding making any physical contact with you in case we weren’tsoulmates.”

“oh, you’re adorable.” jimmy says.

“I was worried that I might have to live without you.” scott says.

“I don’t think I could allow that.” jimmy says. “besides, i don’t reckon I could live without you, petal.”

scott’s breath hitches. “petal?”

scott watches as jimmy goes pink. “that- I did not mean to say that-“

“it’s cute.” scott says, blushing as well.

jimmy grins shyly.

“it suits you.”

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