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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 sara’s 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 sara’s arms and hiding his face in her shoulder. “y-you don’t ever think we’d be put in such a horrible game, do ya sara?” he whimpered.

“course not, no one does that in real life!” ryouko giggled. despite joe’s loud reactions, she seemed to have had fun watching the movie. “and if they did, what would they want with a couple’a high schoolers?” she ruffled joe’s hair affectionately.

“aaaa!! ryo’s being smart!!!! she must be possessed, save me joe!!! this is scary!!!!!!” sara jokingly hid her face behind joe, still holding him protectively from the movie.

“hey!” 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 sara’s arms again. the door opened to reveal simply kai, holding a tray of snacks and drinks.

“woah, triple chocolate chip?! sara, your dad is awesome!” ryouko grinned, looking at the plate of various cookies as she and joe restrained themselves from wolfing the whole batch down.

“kai’s not really my dad” 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.

“that man is a food genius” joe sighed contentedly, lying on sara’s bed and using her thighs as a pillow.

“hell yeah, we should have more sleepovers at yours sara!” ryouko curled herself up at sara’s 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. “w-we should put another fil-“ she started.

“please nothing scary!” joe cried out quickly, and the two girls chuckled.

“alright scaredy-cat, what do you wanna watch?” she asked, playing with joe’s hair as she spoke.

“shrek!” joe and ryouko spoke at the same time, then high fived each other.

“i should’ve guessed” 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 sara’s shoulder. “hey- uh, sara? are you sleeping?”

“no, what’s wrong?”

joe hesitated. “i’m scared” he mumbled. “i keep thinking about that movie and i’m scared that i’m going to have nightmares”

sara couldn’t help but smile at joe and pull him closer to her. “cmere scaredy-cat, i’ll protect you” she whispered, gently stroking joe’s hair as he snuggled up to her and hid his head in her shoulder and asked,

“can you sing me a lullaby?”

sara laughed, covering her mouth to keep quiet. “alright then,” she smiled and went to start singing before joe interrupted her,

“no no! i didn’t mean it!” he giggled and soon they were both struggling to hide their laughing fit from their sleeping friend, curled up into sara’s side. once they were quiet again, joe sighed happily and snuggled up to sara.

it was cliché and silly but sara’s 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 other’s embrace.

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even if you name a flower “a rose that will never wilt” that doesn’t 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 rose’s and thirteen reminisces.

“doctor, why’s this here? didn’t you say until now you were a man?” came the voice of the doctor’s 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 wasn’t mistaken. it clearly wasn’t 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 hadn’t 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 brunette’s 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, “it’s a…” she fumbled for the right words. “it’s uh a- a- it’s a keepsake. it belonged to..” she struggled to think of the word she was looking for again. “my.. my…. old companion” 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 doctor’s gaze slowly moved back to yaz’s face, a questioning look appearing in her friend’s eyes. it was unlike the doctor not to take any opportunity to have a natter. a sad smile came across the doctor’s face. “you’re not going to let me off that easy, are you?” she sighed, though it was obvious she wasn’t mad or upset at yaz. “nope” the brunette popped the ‘p’ as she encouraged the doctor to continue.

“it was 1953, when she— my friend —wore this. the day before the queen’s coronation, we were investigating this… thing” the doctor started, sitting on one of the chairs near the tardis console as yaz did the same. “it was,,, taking people’s faces and leaving them an empty shell. and we were trying to find out what was causing this and how we could stop it. “but 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 wire— thats the being that was doing it —took her face since she found out about her existence. “and that was one of the first times i’d 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.” the doctor spoke, sniffling and tightening her grip on the dress at the memory. “she’s… gone again. but this reminds me that she’s not really gone. she’s alive and well! just… lost. with her family though! but, this reminds me that she’s still there, that i really did save her… that i’ll always save her.” the doctor’s voice became considerably quieter as she spoke, her eyes and cheeks becoming considerably wetter. a warm hand pressed against the doctor’s face and she looked up into the worried eyes of her companion. her friend. her yaz. wiping away the tears that she hadn’t noticed were still pouring out. “i’m.. i’m sorry i- i shouldn’t be talking about this… it was over a thousand years ago, i was nine hundred and four; now i’m-” she paused to quickly count “-over two thousand two hundred… but still..” 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, “she was the first one since,,, since the war,,,, my first companion,,,,,, she was the only one i could really,, you know,,, after the war” she couldn’t bring herself to say love, though both girls were thinking it. “there were,, seven after her and before you.. and of course i cared for them but,, i- not like i did her,,,, i couldn’t,,” she paused before going to continue, only to find out she couldn’t 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 doctor’s companion, martha - and how she had looked at.. him, and something struck her. she was the doctor’s next martha; the one to love her with her whole heart while the doctor paid her no attention. she wasn’t like martha though. she’d never be able to give the doctor up. not because she couldn’t see she would never be loved back, but because she didn’t 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. “you remind me of her a lot yaz..” the doctor’s sudden words shook yaz out of her thoughts. it felt like the doctor’s speechless sobs had lasted for hours when she finally found her tongue. “i think.. if rose met you, and knew you were travelling with me, she’d be happy i found someone so… perfect,” the doctor paused, “or she’d think i’d forgotten about her or replaced her..” replaced. the word repeated itself in yaz’s mind. was she a replacement for rose? surely the doctor wouldn’t still be using her companions to get over rose, right? but she still kept the dress… “well! let’s stop focusing on the past, eh?” the doctor wiped her tears away on her coat sleeve and gently folded rose’s 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, “where to next, yasmin khan? let’s go somewhere new!” yaz supposed that signified the end of talk about the doctor’s past; soon her and the doctor were too caught up in another adventure for her to care about that anyway. though, yaz couldn’t help but wonder: was that the real reason the doctor went on so many adventures? so she wouldn’t have enough time to think

about rose?

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“it don’t bite” yes it do - a short soudam fic

“you’re holding san-d wrong my dark consort” the gentle tone of gundham’s voice, as it showed the pinkette how to hold the deva in question for the seventeenth time, didn’t stop the pinkette from picking up on the impatience in their boyfriend’s eyes.

as they tried once again, the mechanic suddenly yelped from pain, looking down to see their hands bleeding.

“i-it just bit me gundham what do i do?” the shorter boy tried to blink away the tears forming in their eyes from the pain of being bitten.

“don’t be foolish, my devas would don’t bite” 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.

“yes they do!! look!” they showed their still bleeding hand and waved it around until gundham payed attention.

“oh” gundham was surprised. “you’re right” 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. “come here, i’ll patch you up my sweet demon” 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 boyfriend’s 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 beloved’s hands, vamp turned it around to kiss the back of their hand.

“let’s have a break shall we?” the taller of the pair kissed its boyfriend’s forehead and picked them up to snuggle on the sofa.

‘maybe it’s worth being bitten by gundham’s hamsters if it’ll cuddle me like this each time…’ 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 kazuichi’s 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 I’M gay or whatever!! i was there with komaeda is all, coz i wanted him to know i’m cool with it now we’re 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 komaeda’s 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 didn’t 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 they’re sisters. she had a friend who was holding hands with her with black hair in two twirly ponytail-things that i recognised but didn’t know her name so just waved and kept talking in the hopes that i wouldn’t have to name the goth-looking girl.

i saw lots of different people during the parade today! it’s so cool how many people are happy to be themselves! it makes me feel happy to be near so many lgbt+ people— even though i’m 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 i’d look intrusive so didn’t 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 tanaka’s 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 he’s so hot, he even has muscles from his baseball even though he’s rather lean— 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 him— but NOT because i’m 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 i’d 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

“-souda? are you listening to me?” 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:

“uh no, i was- i’m sorry tanaka”

yet he didn’t get angry or sad at all! it smiled at me in a soft manner before asking, “i asked is something bothering you?” before asking another question, but not without a little hesitance - “are you here um alone? or are you- are you with someone?” to which i quickly replied,

“i’m here to support komaeda but uh i kinda lost him in the crowd and now i can’t find him” with a nervous laugh.

“ah, he does that a lot doesn’t he?”

we chatted absent mindedly for what felt like it could’ve 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 tanaka’s hand to keep me from losing vamp too. i swear, it was only because i didn’t 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 can’t 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 couldn’t help but playfully coo, “guess i’ll have to fight the infection off for you~” which caused vamps face to heat up even more hehe it’s 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 tanaka’s arm as if my life depends on it. coz i was REALLY scared of getting lost. not coz i’m gay. at all.

i spent the rest of the day with komaeda and tanaka, though i kept hold of tanaka’s 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 it’s just coz i’m just as touch started as doll!

we hung out at a park but there wasn’t 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 i’d 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 they’re 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 “we should hang out again, my dark prince, i had a lovely time” with a warm smile, though i got the impression that next time komaeda wouldn’t be joining us. i also got the feeling that i’d be okay with that.

maybe i’m not as not-gay as i thought…

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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 it’s 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 – they had witnessed ten of their classmates, ten of their friends, dying one by one; of course, they’d be affected. But no one was as utterly, utterly haunted by the events as Yasuhiro Hagakure.

You see, as the Ultimate Clairvoyant, Hiro didn’t 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 couldn’t 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 survivors’ days with his ultimate hope, just made Hiro feel all the worse.

He wasn’t in despair, nothing like that. He managed the burden the only way he could, he simplified everything possible – he didn’t own a car, he was roommates with Makoto and Byakuya (although he avoided them even then) so he wouldn’t 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 weren’t 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 Hiro’s room, and he’d just quietly make a warm beverage and get one of Makoto’s fuzzy blankets, and just leave them outside of Hiro’s 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 couldn’t 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 he’d 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 – 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 didn’t 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 wasn’t fair, damn it! It just wasn’t! “Why...? Why???? WHY???” he started shouting, to no one, yet also to everyone, and to the universe herself “WHY ME? WHY NOT ANYONE ELSE? WHY ONLY ME?? WHY DO I HAVE TO SUFFER??? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS???”

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, “Hiro?”

But wait a moment, that was Byakuya’s voice... Why would Byakuya care about him? Nono of course he didn’t care, he was probably just annoyed about the noise.

Hiro took a moment to try and regain his composure as he replied, “Byakuya?” 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 Byakuya’s head slightly poking around the door, an odd expression on his face. Odd being... Not disgusted or condescending.

Hiro had been so surprised at Byakuya’s appearance that he hadn’t realised him getting closer with one of Makoto's blankets until Byakuya softly whispered again, “I was making you some tea, but you look like you need something stronger” he spoke gently, wrapping the blanket around Hiro. He looked as though he was about to give him a hug before he moved away – was that awkwardness in his expression? “Would you prefer some wine or vodka?” He asked before realising that Hiro was probably not in the mood for talking “I’ll get both” Byakuya then rushed off.

What the fuck was this, Hiro wondered, trying to reason in his head why anyone – especially Byakuya – would ever want to help him feel better. He couldn’t think of a reason.

And then he realised, now he’d be expected to explain why he’d 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 souda’s room - they never locked it in case leon wanted to come and cuddle - meaning to ask the pinkette if they’d 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 “miss s-sonia! wait!! i-i swear it’s not what it looks like i’m s-sorry miss sonia you’re the only one i love i swear!!” 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 couldn’t read.

she put a hand over the mechanic’s mouth. “you do not understand souda, i do not care about you and kuwata’s 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!” she spoke slightly forcefully without meaning to. when she was done, she took her hand away and started walking off again.

“miss sonia!! i-i-i-“ kazuichi couldn’t gather their words, thousands of thoughts racing through their head. “we’re not dating... it was.. it was only a kiss....” they would mumble, more tears streaming down their face with every word. “i-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 he’s the only person i have left and now he probably hates me for- for-“

their voice cracked and they couldn’t go on speaking, their legs giving way underneath them. “for being such a disgusting fucking faggot!! and-and-and i don’t blame him because i hate myself too!!” they were practically shouting now. “but dammit i love him so fucking much! so much, it hurts! god it feels like my heart is being ripped apart and i can’t fix it and i don’t know what to do and i hate that! and even if i could ever tell him properly i just know he’d hate me because who could ever like such a pathetic little FAG”

they didn’t know why they were telling all of this to miss sonia, maybe it was because they didn’t want her to think leon’s 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 wouldn’t 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 kazuichi’s horrible attempts to look straight by chasing after miss sonia herself. she made her way to her girlfriend’s dorm to tell her all about what she did.

leon’s 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 hadn’t 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 couldn’t help but smile through his tears, which he hadn’t 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 he’d 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 they’d be in, and he couldn’t exactly barge into the women’s loos checking to find his friend.

so, that meant he’d have to find ibuki, who had joined his band, and ask nya to check the girls’ loos while he checked the men’s and disabled loos. nya was also non binary, but at least she passed as a girl enough to enter the women’s loos.

it wasn’t 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 kaz’s dorm, as he plugged his ears with his fingers and ran towards the sound.

“IBUKI!!!!” he yelled once he was in the practice room mioda was in.

“WHAT?!?”

“WHAT???”

“WHAT?!”

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 would’ve been if mioda wasn’t screeching at leon for what he did. “jesus christ calm down ibuki! i need you for something important” leon hissed, ibuki going completely quiet at the word “important” - void loved being helpful!

the bubbly musician sped off to search once leon explained what he needed. knowing nya, she’d probably check all the men’s loos too, void didn’t 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 wasn’t long before he heard the sound of sobbing in the disabled loos, accompanied by the sound of vomiting. well, there’s kaz...

he knocked on the door “kazzy?” 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. “shshshhh... i’m here kazzy...” the ginger would whisper sweetly into souda’s ear.

he held the younger student’s hair back as they puked again. “now how about you tell me what’s going on in that mind of yours?” he whispered, despite knowing already. he wanted kazuichi to say it again. to him, not to miss sonia.

but kaz didn’t want to talk. “it’s stupid” they said, snuggling against leon.

“if it’s stupid why don’t you say it?”

“coz you’ll hate me even more than you do for kissing you” their words were hard to understand through their tears.

“what makes you think i hate you? if i hated you, would i be here with you now? c’mon how about you wash your mouth out? all that puking must have left a horrible taste” 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 mechanic’s mouth, leon sat them on his lap again, holding them tightly. “how about you tell me what’s wrong now, eh kazzy?” he said sweetly, wiping his best friend’s tear stained cheeks with his sleeve.

“promise you won’t hate me?”

“pinky promise”

the pinkette drew a deep breath, getting ready to speak. then shook their head. “i-i can’t”

a realisation dawned upon leon then. this was his chance to reveal his own secret! “i’ll tell you something about me that i’ve been hiding if that would make you feel any better” a slow nod gave him the ok to speak.

“i’m intersex. when i was born the doctors told my mom and dad and they were.. well, i don’t know how they felt but i was forced into an opporation to make me “fully” male as a baby and all my life i’ve had to take medication to keep my hormones at a “normal male” level, which is odd coz i was never actually told that’s what it was for until recently” the ginger spoke, resting his head on kazuichi’s shoulder

“but, i want to stop taking my meds, i don’t want to be 100% a boy, and that decision kinda scares me in case people won’t accept it. in case you don’t accept it” he added after hesitating. “now do you wanna talk about your problem?” he wanted to change the subject.

kaz had gone quiet. then, after a few seconds they said. “it sounds silly now that you’ve told me how serious yours is... but- but-“ they paused to figure out the words they wanted to say. “i-i- i’m so sorry for kissing you! i had no right to do it and i-i- i didn’t even take the time to ask you if you wanted a kiss and- and- and- i’m so sorry i know you hate me for it and i don’t blame you because i totally deserve it” the words seemed to fall out quicker than kazuichi could think of them

“and i know you probably never want to see me again but if you could ever forgive me i’d really appreciate it because you’re the only friend i’ve got and i love you dude!” as those words came out, the pink haired mechanic started tearing up again. “i-i love you... i love you so much it hurts and i don’t know what i’d ever do without you but i totally understand if you hate me because how could you ever love someone who’s such a disgusting f-“

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.

“if i thought you were disgusting, why would i choose to kiss you twice? because now you know it sure as hell weren’t just you who wanted that first kiss” leon said simply, wiping the shorter guy’s tears away. “but i don’t still want to be friends,” he said, suddenly going cold, making the pinkette’s face drop. “i want to be boyfriends!” 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.

[expiredfairydust]

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 don’t 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 don’t do that every time or they might realise you’re 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 don’t take the biggest piece unless there’s lots of them, instead take the small change, for example if there’s 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 don’t always have enough money for food or other necessities due to financial abuse it helps a lot even if it’s only enough to buy a whole few day’s worth of meals for you and whoever’s also in your household if they’re treated the same way

this is all j have for now i’ll reblog with more later when i remember more

[expiredfairydust]

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 kazuichi’s 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 weren’t happy ones, and without each other they’d 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 didn’t know leon’s secret. his huge secret that could make or break his career, the most likely being the latter.

but kazuichi’s secret; their shameful, embarrassing secret; it was that they were in love with leon. like, scary in love. like, they’d be willing to do anything just for a chance to see their best friend smile again.

best friend,,, the words stung the mechanic’s heart. they knew they’d probably never get any further than besties, but they didn’t realise that it’d hurt this much. that the thought of leon leaving would be so gut wrenching and heartbreaking.

because leon’s band was going on a tour soon, and while it was only a japan tour, kazuichi knew this was just leon’s beginning, that soon the ultimate baseball star would be a world rockstar too. that then, they’d be tossed aside, because someone better would realise the ginger angel’s perfection and they’d 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 kazuichi’s 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 hadn’t caught a word.

“huh?” the mechanic mumbled, rubbing their eyes with their sleeves. that made the ginger punk chuckle and ruffle his best friend’s hair before repeating what he had said,

“i said, cutie: you’re looking sad, what’s on your mind? it hurts to see you about to cry because i love you homie” he proceeded to add “no homo though” 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 couldn’t risk losing kazuichi. the one perfect thing in their life.

“i was just thinking” kazuichi replied, resting their head on leon’s lap. leon gasped and placed a hand over their forehead as if he were checking his friend’s temperature.

“thinking?! are you sure you’re ok kazzy?!” he dramatically exclaimed, smiling at the giggles he got as a reaction.

he couldn’t risk that being the last time he heard that laugh... maybe it was for the best if he didn’t tell kazuichi his secret. it could always wait after all.

but that didn’t matter, what mattered was cheering kaz up! so, the ginger boy smiled and started to speak again, “how about we sing something together? singing cheers me up!” he said, proceeding to start singing.

“you are my sunshine, my only sunshine...”

it was the older boy’s comfort song, and hearing him sing it made kazuichi’s heart flutter

“you make me happy when skies are grey...”

they hadn’t realised they were singing along too

“you’ll never know dear, how much i love you...”

there were more tears coming up in both of their eyes, sharing the same thought.

“please don’t take my sunshine away...”

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] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10] [More TBA] (Full list below, these are just the posts the lists are from) 

Gosh I hope there’s no repeats… Let me know if there are, I’ll edit it. Some of these AUs are probably in an improper category, sorry.

—–START OF LIST—–

–Something Written/Drawn–

-Each others’ names on their wrist/palm/etc

-Names on both wrist, one soulmate other enemy, can’t tell which one is which

-Each other’s initials on their wrist/palm/etc

-Each others’ first words to one another

-Each others’ last words (to one another)

-Same marking on each other’s 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 you’ll 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. 

-Writing that says what your soulmate is most passionate about

-Your soulmate’s 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. 

- Each day on your arm is a particular event your soulmate will face today. (Examples: Promotion, family death, new pet, meeting soulmate…)

-Every night you receive a message about a random sentence your soulmate has said that day. 

-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, it’ll 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 don’t spend with your soulmate (maybe only in effect after you meet them)

-You only get the first letter of your soulmate’s 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).  

- 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.

- There’s a symbol (or written words) of what weather your soulmate is experiencing right now (or going to experience later in the day).

- Your soulmate’s birthday is written on your arm.

- The last thing you were thinking about before meeting your soulmate is written on them.

-  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.

-  Amount of time you’re with your soulmate written on you. Could be a permanent number or a number that accumulates over time.

-  Written on you is a badly worded description of how you’ll meet your soulmate (Ex. Reality: Meet in coffee shop spill drink- - > Description: “You’ll meet in a place of high energy and it’ll be hot”)

-  Soulmate marks are only visible after meeting and/or touching.

-  Every time your soulmate lies, their words are written on you.

-  All the nicknames your soulmate is called by is written on you.

-  Whenever someone describes your soulmate, those words appear in a special journal.

–Changed Vision–

-See colour for the first time when you meet, fades away when they die

-Will only see shades of your soulmate’s eye colour until you meet

-Can only see colour to places your soulmate’s 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 aren’t your soulmate).

-Everyone is technically “blind”. You can only see what your soulmate sees (until you meet them maybe)

-  Each genuine emotion your soulmate expresses to you adds colour to your world (Ex: yellow for happiness, blue for sorrow, red for passion, etc).

–Different Abilities–

-See/hear/speak/etc for the first time when you meet 

-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 soulmate’s portal and vice versa.

–Sharing–

-Get the same emotions as your soulmate does (They’re sad, you’re suddenly sad) 

- 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. 

- Whatever music that is stuck in your soulmate’s head is stuck in yours too.

-There’s a radio in everyone’s 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 you’re having a good/bad day, your soulmate will have the same amount of good/bad day. (Or alternatively, the opposite)

- There’s 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   

-Have the same heart beat

-Heartbeat morse code for soulmates name

-Soulmate’s 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 they’re lacking

-Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmates’ 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 that’s a shared space you and your soulmate can draw on.

- Wake up and sleep at the same time.

-  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.)

-  People have a tendency to experience whatever emotions their soulmate have pent up inside them.

-  Once you hit a certain age, or once a year, you swap bodies with your soulmate.

-  Same as above, except with your soulmate’s closest friend/enemy.

-  Soulmates can swap bodies with each other any time.

-  When someone touches your soulmate, you can feel it mirrored on your skin.

-  Whatever your soulmate eats, you get a craving for it.

- You’re forced to sing whatever song your soulmate is singing, or get into a perfect duet.

–Communication–

- Telepathic link with your soulmate.

-Write something on your own skin, appears on the other’s 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 soulmate’s line of sight during that day. 

- Soulmates can communicate with each other in a language only they understand.

- When concentrating, you can write out your soulmate’s thoughts.

–Changed Physical Features–

-Your eyes are your soulmate’s hair colour, changes when they dye it

-Everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmate’s natural colour. Once you meet all eyes return to natural colour. 

-Your hair colour is your soulmate’s sexuality flag (remember that there can be platonic soulmates, and that sometimes you can be soulmates with someone but they’re 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.

–Restrictions–

- It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate.

- Under a curse until you meet your soulmate 

- They have to say each other’s name to figure out they’re soulmates.

- Only your soulmate can kill you.

-The only voice in the world you can/can’t hear is your soulmate’s

-If you don’t 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.

-You’re 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 won’t get out/be together.

- On top of everybody’s head is the name of their soulmate. You can’t see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmate’s 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 can’t harm your soulmate

-You can only harm your soulmate

-You have a limited number of words, and you can only recharge when you’re with your soulmate (when you use up your word count, you die)

-  Everyone has a special pen that can only have the writing erased by their soulmate.

-  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.

-  Opposite of above, you have a limited number of words you can say to your soulmate before turning mute (only to them?)

–Experiences/Actions–

- 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 they’re 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 soulmate’s entire life (what they were doing before they met you, if they’ve 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)

-There’s 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, you’re 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.) 

- The first time you touch your soulmate, you’re 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 haven’t 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 you’re literally stuck to each other for the rest of the day.

-  After death, you become your soulmate’s guardian angel (may require going back in time, or not).

-  Every night, dream about what your soulmate is going to experience the next day.

-  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.

–Compasses–

- A red string tied around your pinky is connected to your soulmate’s 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.

-  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.)

–Hints–

-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 soulmate’s voice (by that I meant that they have the same voice, not that’s it’s your soulmate’s personality in your head– y’know, take it as you will)

- Every year, you receive a puzzle piece. The whole picture is your soulmate’s name/appearance/location/etc.

-Mysterious letter detailing to one person when they’ll meet, and another letter detailing where they’ll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when they’ll meet, Person B gets where they’ll meet)

-Letter about details of how the meeting between soulmates go (example: “you get pushed into a lake by a guy in a duck suit and your soulmate helps you”, etc)

-Bubbles gives you a blurry glimpse into your soulmate’s world (visions of possessions, friends, family, laughter, crying, etc)

- Everyone holds a locket with their soulmate’s picture, but it can only open when certain conditions are met

- Instead of removing flower petals for “loves me, loves me not” the flower petals dictate whether you’ll meet in this lifetime (“meet me, meet me not”) and it’s 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. 

- There’s 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 children’s soulmates.

- You dream of the place of where you’ll 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 you’ve passed by or seen your soulmate.

-  One soulmate owns a lock and the other owns the key to that lock.

–Your Soulmate–

-If you and your soulmate possess the same item, it’ll glow

-Everyone has a special pen/marker/drawing utensil. Using it, the lines are thicker when their soulmates feel strong emotions, thinner when they’re feeling weak, run out of ink when they die, etc.

-There’s this special block of clay that represents your soulmate. It has a special colour and changes forms depending on how your soulmate is feeling.

- There’s 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 soulmate’s scent

-You get a notification whenever your soulmate is asleep or awake (like a real life friends list)

-Everyone gets a list of their soulmate’ worst qualities

-Everyone is born knowing their soulmate’s (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 you’re 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 that’s red when it’s not and green when it is). It gets brighter when they’re full of life, dimmer when they get sick, and out of batteries when they’re dead.

- Literal sparks fly when you’re 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, etc…)

—–END OF LIST—–

Enjoy! You can use any of these without permission (but if you do tell me you’ll use one I’ll be giddy that you read this and it’ll make my day, I swear). Happy writing! :D

[expiredfairydust]

garibaldo 💞💞💞

BIG BIRD IS TALKING ABOUT HIS COUSINS ON TWITTER THIS IS NOT A DRILL

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people don’t only have gay/bi headcanons for the purpose of shipping… sometimes you just look at a character and go ‘yeah that is not a heterosexual’. it’s just about. vibes. it’s about what’s in your heart.

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i hope they all waited 45 minutes before they swam after eating,,,,,, food shame isn’t cool but neither is drowning

instagram.com/chromat

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so you know how in romeo and juliet there’s a scene where sampson (or someone in juliets family i don’t do names) bites their thumb at romeo and the gang and then someone is like “oi bruv is you biting your thumb at us mate?” n shit? well that’s bcoz in shakespeare’s 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 i’m inadvertently telling the world to fuck off

and coz it’s not a common insult any more, that means not many people notice it and think “huh xe’s flipping that person off”

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, let’s enter

writer’s block: -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-

[expiredfairydust]

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, let’s enter

writer’s block: -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-