#I could write bones and all but better and gayer

[saintturpentine]

I cannot explain the love I have for this band with the rotten constraints of the language I speak, so I will resort to cannibalism

[this-is-lightning]

Supercorp FicFec P.17

Second one today cause I’ve been slow lately. The next part in my ongoing ficrec series. I go through my bookmarks on AO3 and select the ones I like the best and add a little commentary on why. 5 fics per part. 

Masterpost

Say Something by C_AND_B

"Her face is plastered into a smile, one she hopes doesn’t look as obviously fake as it feels, but she still can’t breathe. She feels like the world has crumbled on her chest. Maybe it has. There’s no doubt in her mind that her entire world shattered the moment Kara spoke those words.

I’m getting married."

Or, Lena has been silently in love with Kara for years and now Kara's getting married and Lena has to do something, doesn't she?

w: 10,026

r: teen and up

Lena is in love, Kara is bad at standing up for what she wants, Mike is an idiot.  Kara and Lena basically plan the whole wedding together and get mistaken for the couple. Angst, cause Lena suffers but wonderful dramatic happy ending. 

this type of love? it's forever. by spacemanearthgirl

A drabble/fic a day, for the month of October, for Supercorp-tober 2019.

w: 28,340

r: teen and up

I usually don’t bookmark drabble collections, but this one is just too good. A perfect bite-sized bit for each day. All the fluff, cuteness overload. Loved all of it.

Mercy on Me by sten06

In order to save Lena’s life, she was going to need to tell her that this Kara wasn’t real, and that she wasn’t in love with her.

In order to save her life, she was going to need to break her best friend’s heart.

OR

Lena falls under the Black Mercy, and her fantasy of being with Kara comes true...until Supergirl comes to save her.

Angst, but you all know I make up for it ;)

w: 16,274

r: teen and up

Fluff, but its fake. Angst-meter on a low medium. The reveal. But they figure it out in the end. Loved how this trope was done. Loved the dive in Lenas psyche. Great writing.

it stood thus in our stars when we were born by Jazzfordshire

It’s a happiness like Kara has never felt, knowing she’s successfully pulled off their ruse and bumbled her way into her first tournament. She’s full of restless energy, so buoyant that she’s sure she could fly, and she spurs her horse onwards through the crowd, reveling in the joyous squalor of the city. It reminds her of home. Of London, the tiny hovel in the cheapest part of the city where Eliza worked her fingers to the bone as a healer to support her and Alex.

It’s in this mood, dressed as a man and brimming with hope as she meanders through the streets grinning at anyone who will give her a second look, that she sees an angel.

OR

Kara Danvers is a knight’s squire, a girl of humble origins just trying to find her place in the world. When the lord she serves unexpectedly gives her the opportunity to change her stars, she takes it without hesitation, finding love and purpose along the way.

OR OR

The medieval AU based on A Knight’s Tale, the sexiest historical movie in existence.

w:  71,372

r: mature

It’s better than the movie and gayer. I loved it. Putting them in this setting just fits and it’s beautifully done. It’s funny and cute, there is action and yearning and a little smut. Not really a slow burn. Kara is just such a charmer and I loved it. Must read! 

Practice Makes Perfect by BigMammaLlama5

When you need practicing kissing, who do you ask? Your best friend, obviously.

w:  16,153

r: explicit

I think I melted it is so cute. Very low on the angst. SO much fluff and soft stuff. A relaxed and less angsty take on the fwb trope. Really enjoyed it.

[there-must-be-a-lock]

Hey, I just saw your post for pro-kink questions, and heck, why not. I'm trying my hand at writing smut for the first time, and figured I'd start off with something simple: f/f oral. Unfortunately I am a bit stuck. Do you have any general tips? Thank you so much, I absolutely love your writing

Hoooo boy buckle up y’all it is about to get SO GAY up in hurr!

So, just as a heads up, I’m going to go into this assuming you’ve never personally gone down on a girl. If you have, feel free to ignore and/or nod along enthusiastically while I rhapsodize about the joy of eating pussy.

For starters, it’s not simple at all! Like, holy shit, there can be so much more to it than there is when a p goes into a v and they do the whole boom boom done thing. Straight sex is like a straight line graph... erection-shaped, if you will. Builds and builds and boom or whatever the Dean quote is. Lady sex is like a big ol twisty bunch of curves where it builds, you pause to tell her a funny thing you heard the other day, it starts to build again, there’s the grinding (so much grinding; I have a picture on my phone of my inner thighs one morning cause they were straight up black and blue) and the fingering and the making out and the teasing... which brings me to the most important part: girls take their time!

Guys rush to the finish line, girls like to make out and rub against each other and like compliment each other’s underwear for AGES, and even if one person comes, they’re ready to go again real quick, and so a gay sex marathon can be a serious fucking marathon. Remember to hydrate! And file your nails!

And I think a lot of this is going to depend on the context... so again, let’s assume the character has never done this either! If she’s hooking up with a girl for the first time, and has been accustomed to dude-sex, your character is gonna notice some big differences that are gonna dictate a lot of the input from all five senses.

GIRLS ARE SO SOFT. Like, it’s UNREAL. They have lovely soft amazing skin and you can spend a long fucking time just running your hands over it.

Girls tend to be a lot more vocal than guys, it’s fantastic, and they’ll start out making these delicate little noises and end up just totally incoherent and cursing and whimpering. UNF.

Girls smell so good! Perfume/hair products/lotion for starters but also, um, pussy. If you’re not used to that, it’s a huge change in the whole experience. Ballsack sweat is the worst. Pussy ftw.

Obviously things look different. But, like, I just remember this girl getting naked and thinking like OKAY WOW I’M SO MUCH GAYER THAN I THOUGHT because girls are just put together so, so beautifully. So your character’s gonna notice all that too; curves and birthmarks and stretch marks and that shitty stick-and-poke you let your friend do on your ass in college... you know. Stuff like that. And how well it all flows together in these gorgeous soft lines, the little dip under their hipbone that you just wanna bite, etc.

Taste! Yum. And the thing is, no matter how self-conscious girls get, I’ve literally never been bothered by it. And the longer you’re down there, the better it all tastes, cause as they get turned on and things start, like, flowing, the taste changes and is generally sweeter.

Next: again, context will help with this, but think about the relationship and the history between them. Is this a first time for both? Are they friends and comfortable with each other? Or is this familiar and knowledgeable where they know exactly how to touch the other person?

In the most interesting smut there’s sort of an emotional journey that happens; they start in one place and end in another. Sometimes that’s friends to more than friends. Sometimes it’s HOLY SHIT I WANT YOU to sweet cozy comfortable cuddling. Sometimes you get all vulnerable and realize you care. Sometimes you start out just fooling around and they find some incredible new way to touch you that turns into surprising mind-blowing world-altering sex. But in general, writing smut, try to remember that it’s not just bullet points of tricks and movements; there are people here, and they’re feeling things, and the emotional story is just as meaningful as what their bodies are doing.

I think the last thing I’d say is that you want to keep it human and real and messy; ground it in details. Because going down on a girl is so much fucking fun and also so ridiculously intimate. But it’s MESSY. Half your face ends up wet, your fingers get all wrinkly and pruney like you’ve been in a bath, if they have stubble you’re in for some seriously chapped lips/chin/cheeks... and most dudes tend to go at it all tentative, just licking. But if you’re really into it, it’s like you’re totally surrounded by skin and could maybe possibly suffocate. Thighs shaking around your ears, mouth smushed around her clit, your lips are soaked, her hips are twisting up cause she’s trying to hump your face and there’s like bones under there, y’know? grinding all over your chin and you’re worried she’ll buck up and get your teeth... so you wrap your arm under her thigh and hold her in place with a hand on her lower belly and that nice soft tummy is just so squeezable under your fingers, she’s not making cute little ladylike noises any more she’s just saying “fuck fuck fuck” over and over, and the view when you look up? Underboob and everything shaking and her making weird crazy screwed-up faces? It’s EXCELLENT.

It’s so much more messy and dirty than most people would imagine, I think, but almost all sex is. Think about those nasty intimate up-close details, not just “my hand was on her leg” but the way it looked when you dug your fingers in and scratched. Make it real.

Tl;dr: SEX WITH WOMEN IS SO WONDERFUL.

I hope that helps a little?

[bechloe-are-acadorable]

Butterflies - Bechloe (Pt3)

Part 3/?

Beca woke up the next morning and blinked a few times before looking down at her waist where an arm was slung across her before glancing over to her chest where ginger hair covered what she knew was Chloe's beautiful face. Beca couldn't help the smile that crossed her lips as she gently moved the hair back to reveal Chloe's content sleeping face.

Beca had never had a best friend, not really anyway and well if this is what it felt like to have a best friend, well then, she really had missed out when she was a kid. She adored Chloe and would do anything for her, things that usually made Beca cringe like hugging or any form of physical contact really, she relished with Chloe.

Beca just couldn't wait to move into the Bella house- shit they were supposed to be getting the keys at 11:30 from the dean, what time was it? She grabbed her phone and saw that it was already 11:05. Shit! "Chlo" Beca called softly to wake her "Mmmm five more minutes" Chloe mumbled sleepily and snuggled even tighter into her best friend "Chlo its gone 11 o'clock" she told her but Chloe only grumbled in return "Remember we need to meet the dean at half 11 to get the keys for the Bella house" Beca had barely finished the sentence as Chloe shot up "Crap!" she mumbled as both of the co-captains got up and frantically started to get ready. "Take whatever clothes you want" Beca said as she quickly brushed her hair.

Ten minutes later and both girls were up and ready, Beca found it quite amusing seeing Chloe in her clothes, the two girls clearly having vastly different styles. She mentioned this to Chloe on their march up to the deans office "Yeah you dress gayer than me!" Chloe laughed "What do you mean?" Beca questioned "I mean come on for a straight girl you sure do dress gay, you confused my gaydar when we first met" Chloe laughed as they walked into the waiting room to see the rest of the Bellas already there.

"Chloe why are you wearing Beca's clothes? Did you two bone?" Fat Amy asked upon seeing the two approach "What no, Chloe slept at mine last night and borrowed some clothes, sorry were late guys we slept in" Beca replied "I sleep-murder sometimes..." Lily whispered as everyone looked over at her "Well I'm not rooming with her then" Cynthia Rose blurted out just as the secretary called the Bellas in.

"Okay here are your keys girls you know the rules, don't destroy the place okay?" The older man said as he passed the keys over to Chloe "Of course, may we say thank you again sir" Chloe said taking the keys off him "You can go now" he said and the Bellas all nodded and made their way out of the room. "Let's go to our new house!" Chloe squealed in excitement as the girls made their way to the Bella house. Once they had all looked at the house the discussion about the room situation came about, there were 5 rooms and currently 8 Bellas, although they were sure to pick up new members soon.

There was one room with a double bed, a room with three single beds, and three rooms with two single beds. "Shotgun the-" Fat Amy began but Beca cut her off quickly "We are not shotgunning rooms we will do it fairly, everyone write your name down and we'll draw someone out for the big room" Beca said before finding a pen, paper and a bowl. "CR you can pick a name out" Beca said as she picked the name out and opened it.

“Fucks sake, it's obviously Chloe" she grumbled as Chloe beamed "As for everyone else, we can pick roomies if you want? Shall we also leave the double for the new recruits?" Beca asked as everyone nodded "Shotgun Shawshank!" Fat Amy yelled as Beca smiled over to her, it felt nice to be wanted. Jessica and Ashley obviously chose each other which left CR, Stacie and Lily in a room together "She better not murder me in my sleep or I'm coming back to haunt you all" CR grumbled referring to Lily as the rest of the girls laughed.

The whole rest of the day was spent packing their stuff from their old rooms, carrying it across campus and unpacking it. Fat Amy went for a nap after she finished so Beca decided to wander downstairs from their attic room to see Chloe in her room. She knocked and was greeted with a bright sing-songy "Come in!" Beca smiled at the sound and entered Chloe's now semi-furnished room "Oh hey Becs!" she said engulfing her in a quick hug which made Beca once again unable to help herself from smiling. "Have you come to help?" She asks "Nah I came to watch you struggle" Beca said flopping onto Chloe's bed with a smirk "Fine, suit yourself" she replied pulling tongues at the younger girl. Beca stood back up and casually wandered around her room looking at the way she had decorated the place, it was all so... Chloe.

She wandered over to her desk to see a framed picture of the Bellas after the ICCA along with a neatly organised pens, highlighter, files books and folders. Beca flopped back onto the gingers bed and saw that she had another framed picture on her bedside table, it was of the two of them. It was a picture with the two of them back to back with matching hoodies and jeans, pulling silly faces, Beca instantly recognised the picture and the memory of the day came flooding back.

The shipment of costumes for the Bellas had arrived and these hoodies were part of it, not something that they had ordered but the girls decided to keep them anyway. They both wore them with jeans and did a mini photo before spending the day together discussing all things Bella related whilst enjoying a host of non- Bella related activities like bowling, eating at Chloe's favourite restaurant and getting ice cream on the beach. It had been a perfect day and both girls had loved it.

Beca grabbed the picture off the table "This is so cute Chlo, plus it was like the best day ever!" Chloe glanced over and her face split into her infamous beaming smile "I know right! If I'm ever feeling down, I look at that picture and it cheers me up" she confessed "You're so soppy" Beca teased but internally thought it was the cutest thing ever.

"Shut it short arse! Now are you going to help or am I going to have to kick you out?" Chloe questioned Beca who laughed in reply. "Help with what?" Beca asked looking around the almost complete room "Oh yeah" Chloe mused, "How about you help me make dinner for the Bellas?" She asked and fluttered her eyelashes at the brunette who couldn't resist it when Chloe did that "Fine but cooking dinner for 8 people is going to take us forever" she complained whilst following Chloe down the stairs. "Not with both of us and its only pasta now come on".

The two girls began to prep dinner like a well-oiled machine, with Chloe giving direction and Beca following them. Chloe instructed Beca to chop the onions whilst she stirred the sauce, soon after Beca began to cry and Chloe took a picture of her "I finally have a picture of Beca 'the badass' Mitchell crying!" the older girl crowed "You'd delete that if you knew what was good for you" Beca warned playfully as she began to chase the ginger around the kitchen who sprinted away giggling "Right that's it!" Beca yelped picking up a tomato "Last chance Beale!" she shrieked who shook her head defiantly, Beca took aim and sent a tomato hurtling at Chloe, it hit her square in the chest.

Chloe's mouth dropped open as she picked up her own tomato and launched it at Beca which hit her in the head. Beca ran at Chloe and playfully wrestled her to the floor grabbing chunks of tomato out of her hair and rubbing them on Chloe's face.

The two girls began laughing uncontrollably when a confused looking Stacey and Cynthia Rose entered the kitchen. "What the fuck is going on?" CR asked to which the girls laughed even more "I... we... tomatoes" was all Chloe could get out through her fit of laughter "Right, I'm leaving now" CR said "Good idea" Stacie agreed as they both turned and exited the room. After another five minutes the laughter finally subsided, both girls wiped tears of laughter away and stood up "That is the most I think I have ever laughed" Chloe choked out "Fuck me that was funny" Beca agreed before the girls finished cooking and called the Bellas down for tea.

The girls served the rest of the Bellas before sitting themselves down "So did you both get into a fistfight with a tomato or is there another reason for this?" Fat Amy said pointing to the two co-captains tomatoey-attire. The girls explained the story giggling throughout "Yeah I think that was one of those you had to be there moments because that wasn't funny" Fat Amy told the girls which just caused them to laugh again.

After the girls had all finished their food, Jessica and Ashley offered to wash up whilst Fat Amy grabbed Beca "Hey short stack, Bumper is coming over till like 9 so if you could make yourself scarce that'd be great" Beca rolled her eyes at her but agreed to see if she could chill with Chloe that night. "Of course you can! You don't need an excuse to hang out with me Becs!" Chloe trilled "Ugh I need to get a shower first, how the hell am I going to get this off?" Beca asked motioning to the tomato stains covering her body "I can come in the shower with you and show you" Chloe suggested, Beca's jaw went slack at the suggestion and she began to blush, Chloe winked "Gotcha!" she smirked "Now I'm going to use my shower first see you later" She giggled as she left for the bathroom. Beca sat on Chloe's bed and groaned, God why did Chloe make her feel like this? Friendships with girls are weird.

[princessromania13]

The Beast

Ok, so I decided to try the “word-vomit” method of writing, so... here goes. I think it was a pretty successful thing.

word count: 1004

Characters: Virgil Sanders, Roman Sanders, Patton Sanders, Logan Sanders

Pairings: Platonic Lamp/Calm

Warnings: blood mention, crying, broken bones, bloodloss, unconcsious character, biting. let me know If I missed anything.

It was a dark Winter’s night, and three children, Virgil, who was the oldest at 15 years of age, Roman, who was 12 years of age, and Patton, who was just 6, were out in the wild on a camping trip. They toasted marshmallows, and told stories. Close to ten at night, Virgil told a story he had read on his phone. He told of a beast, that lived in a cave not far from their campsite. He told of how it crippled and ate any humans who dared enter its cave. Roman puffed out his chest.

“I could defeat that beast any day” He said, in a self-important manner. Before Virgil could stop him, Roman had wandered into the forest. Patton tugged at his sleeve.

“Whadda we do now?” He asked, eyes wide with panic.

“We follow him.” Came Virgil. He picked up the axe they brought for chopping fire-wood and some flashlights. They set off after the middle brother, Patton clutching his puppy flashlight in one hand and Virgil’s hand in the other. Before long, they reached the cave. It was almost eleven o’clock.

“I see Roman going in there,” Patton said, shaking, close to tears. Virgil started walking into the cave. A high-pitched growl was heard.

“c’mon, it’s probably just a bat,” Virgil said, trying to reassure and calm down the younger brother. They approached the cave again, and the shrieking noise was heard again. By now, Patton was hugging Virgil’s arm and burying his tear-stained face into the patchy sleeve of his brother’s hoodie.

“No turning back now,” Virgil muttered, leading Patton with him into the tunnel. He could feel the younger sobbing on his arm. They went in. there were tunnels branching off in every direction. Virgil tried to keep track of where they went. Right, left, left, right, straight, left- or was it right? It was too hard. Further they ventured into the cave. Crack. A stick snapped under Virgil’s feet. That was funny, surely it was too far into the tunnel for trees? He looked down at the smooth, white stick he trod on. It was a bone. They continued, as the tunnel widened into a cavern. There was a crash, as something fell through the ceiling. It was Roman. They had finally found him!

“ouch,” he mumbled, dusting off his white shirt and picking up the fire-prod he brought. Patton’s eyes lit up for a moment, before he started sobbing again. He ran to Roman, who pulled him into a hug. He groaned a bit. As Patton let go, he noticed a red stain on the white shirt. He sobbed, facing Virgil.

“Ro’s hurt!” he cried. Virgil, genuinely looking quite panicked, ran to the middle brother’s side. He lifted Roman’s shirt, revealing bruised ribs and a bleeding gash. Patton started crying harder.

“It’s alright, Pat, everything’s gonna be ok.” Virgil said, attempting to soothe his youngest brother. Scratch.

“Now’s not the time for pranks, Ro,” said the oldest. Roman looked quite confused.

“I didn’t do anything,” he replied. Virgil threw the axe toward where the sound was coming from, but it hit solid stone. Scratch. The scratching was getting closer, until it stopped. Then was the shriek. Then it dropped from the hole Roman had created when he fell through the ceiling of the cavern.

It was vaguely canine and vaguely human, and it was covered in coarse, black fur. It had long, lanky limbs and a long, thin jaw. Its muscles tensed. “No!” Roman shouted, jumping between the beast and his brothers. The beast pounced. It grabbed his shoulder in its maw, and with its furry hands, grabbed his leg.

SNAP! It broke the boy’s leg as if it were a twig. Roman gasped in pain. Then Virgil jumped into the fray. He threw the fire-prod at the beast, shocking It enough to drop Roman. He, picked up the 12-year old, who had lost consciousness due to the pain. He ran toward the exit of the cave. Virgil’s phone, which had fallen out of his pocket as he ran to help Roman, read, 11:11. Patton began praying,

“Please, I wish we will all be safe and not hurt and Ro will wake up”

“Patton, Come one! Hurry!” he yelled. The small child didn’t think about it twice. He ran after his older brother. The beast tried to follow, but since it was so big it couldn’t fit through the small tunnel. Which way did I go? Virgil puzzled, running through the labyrinth of passages. He saw light ahead. Had they really been in the caves that long? He ran towards it. The tunnel opened to the part of the forest they were in earlies. He slowed to a jogging pace. Their faces were all pale. Patton from terror, Virgil from the worry and concern he felt toward his brothers, and Roman from blood-loss. They finally reached the campsite.

“Patton, get an air-mattress!” Virgil yelled. Obediently, Patton went into the tent and got his own mattress. Roman was placed on top of it. Virgil set about tending to his wounds, and Patton called an ambulance. They were taken back to civilisation, and all was well in the end.

“Could be gayer. But why did I have to be the damsel in distress?” Roman cried.

“Because you fit that role perfectly, and I was not about to alter the story,” Logan said calmly, closing the book. Patton was grinning.

“I think it had a great ending!” he beamed.

“But, you know what would make it even better?” he continues. The Moral side ran to the kitchen, returning shortly with an air-hostess style snack tray laden with drinks and chocolate chip cookies.

“Hot chocolate and cookies!” he said, handing out mugs and cookies. And so, the night continued, Logan drinking his hot chocolate, Virgil sitting on the couch eating a cookie, and Patton and Roman having a good chat, until it was time for everyone to go to bed. And they all had a restful sleep, ready for the next day.

thanks for reading my story, guys! let me know, please, if I can improve anything, and if you want to see more of these one-shot things on my blog! and I have to include: I’ve started a tag list. So lemme know if you want to be tagged!

@daughterofsomnus @jessthewolf

[deafwestnewsies]

Her Name Is Sarah

“I’m not Samuel. I’m Sarah.” 

read it on ao3!

soulmates

The legend of the soulmate tattoo dates as far back as mankind. The first stories and tales ever told were about the magic black ink that appeared on your wrist they day you turned eighteen years old. It was through this tattoo that you learned the name of the person you were meant to spend the rest of your life with.

katherine

Tears pricked at her eyelids in bitter disappointment. It wasn’t Jack, her current boyfriend (although she always knew that relationship was precarious). It wasn’t Race, or Spot, or Specs, Romeo, Blink, Mush, or any of her friends. It wasn’t Davey, who she had dated for a while last year.

The thing that was making her cry was the fact that it wasn’t Samuel.

Katherine Plumber had loved Samuel Jacobs since the day she laid eyes on him. She was convinced that when she woke up on her eighteenth birthday, she would find his name written in her own careful script. Instead, her loops and swirls formed the name Sarah Jacobs. Sarah. Jacobs.

Whoever she was, Sarah wasn’t Samuel. Katherine would never give her heart to anyone who wasn’t him. Poor Sarah.

jack

Jack stared at her wrist as Katherine tried not to cry for the second time that day. He was holding her tightly, leaving small white marks around her arm. She wasn’t crying because she was disappointed, like this morning, but instead her tears fell out of pity. What she had with Jack was always special, but it was more like a competition than a relationship. They worked better as friends, people who understood each other and dominated as a team. Anyways, Katherine had seen the looks that he and Davey exchanged when they thought no one was looking, ones filled with hope and dare she say it, love.

Jack looked up for the first time and their watery eyes met. His boyish charm was gone, and he looked older than the moon. His shoulders sagged forward as the worry lines on his face became clearly evident. Katherine’s heart dropped in her chest, feeling guilty that she had caused this pain. She wanted to love him, and she did, but not in the way that he needed her to. She thought all of this within the span of five seconds, while one tear ran down her face. His grip on her wrist loosened and he took her hand, holding fast and tight. Jack finally smiled, slightly, and Katherine threw her arms around him. They stood there, holding each other until the bell rang above them. As Jack walked away, Kath wanted to yell out after him that he was now free to chase the boy of his dreams. She never wanted to be a second choice with him, but Jack always felt like he had to choose what made sense. Their whole lives, people had been telling them how good of a couple they would make. Little did they know that the two of them had other plans to make their own happiness.

race & spot

She had known that she would not find Racetrack Higgins’ name on her arm, because he was gayer than a whole pride parade. He also had a boyfriend whom he loved very much, even though Spot wouldn’t say it back to him. (Spot Conlon had a rule in which he took things incredibly slow in relationships. He would eventually wait three years to say ‘I love you,’ and seven years to get down on one knee and propose. Race loved every minute of it.) So their reaction of finding Sarah’s name on her wrist was much more joyful than Jack’s, and their words installed something new in Katherine.  

Hope.

She had waited so long to find Samuel’s name on her wrist that this Sarah had become a supervillain in her head. But Race and Spot celebrated the girl’s name. Race let out a high pitched shriek and grabbed her shoulders, jumping up and down. Spot started laughing at his boyfriend while giving Katherine a small hug, which surprised her. He wasn’t one for physical affection, unless he was metaphorically making babies on someone’s couch at a party. She finally began to celebrate with them, laughing and attracting strange looks from everyone around them. Finally, Katherine broke away from the shebang and said she had to get going, but that she loved them and they meant the world to her. Parting with blown kisses and giggly goodbyes, Katherine floated to her next stop.

davey

Katherine threw herself onto her bed, crying for the third time that day. Not out of pity, but bitter anger. She had confronted Davey about the name on her wrist, and he insisted that there was no one in his family named Sarah that was right for her. Her one chance of being slightly connected to her soulmate was gone and Katherine wanted to scream at the sky. How unfair, she thought. To first take the one person I love away from me, then leave me in the dark?

Davey had been waiting at their usual table in the coffeehouse where she told him to meet her, and he greeted her with a cup of her favorite drink and a balloon tied to the back of her chair. She smiled at the gesture but then got straight to the point. Pulling the sleeve of her shirt back, Katherine demanded that he tell her who this girl was and where she could find her. Davey sputtered that he didn’t know, that the only girl in his family with the name Sarah was his great-aunt. (Who was very much married and too old for her anyways.) Katherine practically blew smoke out of her ears, slamming her fist on the table hard enough to make their drinks shudder and Davey jump back in fright. The look on his face was enough to make her want to apologize but Katherine Plumber didn’t express forgiveness unless she truly felt like she had made the mistake. In that moment, it was Davey Jacobs who had wronged her. She set her jaw and left the coffee shop to head home.

Laying on her bed now, she regretted not being more patient with Davey. It wasn’t his fault that he didn’t know the girl or that Katherine didn’t have a tolerant bone in her body. Davey had always been good and kind to her, even after she confessed her undying love for his brother while she was dating him. She was the first person he came to when he realized he was gay, and they laughed together when she confessed that she liked girls just as much as boys. She knew that he would forgive her eventually, but they both had a stubborn streak a mile wide so the-

Her phone rang.

samuel

She had a mini heart-attack as she answered the phone, knowing soon enough that she would have to tell him about Sarah. They had never genuinely discussed the idea of being in love, just a quick rejection back in middle school when Katherine told him how much she liked him and he shot her down. Thinking back at the memory, she cringed as the lines connected. The first thing she heard was his ragged breathing. What’s wrong, she questioned. Are you okay? A deep shaky gasp.

“Kath. I’m a girl.”

She stopped.

“You’re a girl?”

“A girl. I’m not Samuel. I’m Sarah.”

sarah

Katherine stared at her wrist. Sarah.

She felt dizzy.

She hung up on Sarah and raced to her car.

&&&

Davey answered the door, glaring at her as she pushed past him and ran to her bedroom. Bursting inside, she found Sarah huddled in a ball on the floor. Before Sarah had time to react, Katherine had her arms wrapped tightly around her. Katherine cried for the fourth time that day, laughing as she swiped at her tears, trying not to stain Sarah’s shirt. Katherine sat on her heels and pushed her sleeve back, showing Sarah her own name. Sarah’s eyes were wide and she smiled, dazed and confused.  

“Soulmates?”

“Soulmates!”

Sarah kissed her, pulling at her waist and bringing her as close as she could. Her heart felt so full, like the puzzle piece that had been missing for years was finally found and Katherine had snapped it back into place.

soulmates  

The legend of the soulmate tattoo dates as far back as mankind. The first stories and tales ever told were about the magic black ink that appeared on your wrist they day you turned eighteen years old. Sarah and Katherine were meant to spend the rest of their lives together.

hey friends! this is my story i’ve been working on for pride month, and i’m super proud of it!! hope you enjoy!!

i am not trans. i wrote this because the lack of trans rep in this fandom is painful and sarah is totally a transgirl in my head. if you find any flaws or mistakes, please let me know! i’m always striving to know how to write other people better, and be educated in other areas of lbgtqa+ that i am not very familiar with.

thank you to @ruthlessanduseless and @rantingace for proofreading this! you guys rock. special thanks to cath ( @newyorksgotus ) for giving me my inspiration and dealing with me all of the time and being the spot conlon to my racetrack higgins. (did u see the Standard Seven Years)

follow me on ao3 (fairiesandtea) and fanfiction.net (ffairiesandteaa) for more content like this but it’s all p much trash anyway so

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1:Full name.- Toni Rivera2:Zodiac sign.- The best sign of them all... Aries !3:3 fears.- the dark, losing my bff, and um failing4:3 things I love.my bff.. duh, video games and being a streamer/creator5:4 turn on’s.- big butt, nice smile, great humor/personality, nice boobs 6:4 turn off’s.- negativity, liars, hypocrites, and i don't know7:My best friend?- @queenfvckit8:Sexual orientation?- Gayyyyy9:My best first date?- haven't had one 10:How tall am I?- 5'6"11:What do I miss?- not a what but who.. my dad, uncle and cousin12:What time was I born?-9 something am13:Favorite color?- Green 14:Do I have a crush?- what even is that !? 15:Favorite quote?- When you've reached a certain point of your life, there are people out there waiting to see you fall,but rather than let gravity take you down, sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands and fly!16:Favorite place?- My Tigers Den aka my recording and streaming area aka my bedroom 17:Favorite food?- Pizza 🍕 😋18:Do I use sarcasm?- lmfao never 19:What am I listening to right now?- The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air20:First thing I notice in new person?- Smile or eyes 21:Shoe size?- 7 in men and 8 in woman but i wear men's shoes always 22:Eye color?- Light brown23:Hair color? - brown 24: Favorite style of clothing?- comfy, stylish, men's clothes 25:Ever done a prank call?- yes 😂26:What color of underwear I’m wearing now?- black boxer briefs 27:Meaning behind my URL?- some people call me Tone and I'm gay so i combined the two28:Favorite movie?- umm this is a hard one but um either Captain America Civil War or the Fast and Furious series. 29:Favorite song?- Ooh 😲 this ones super tough. i'll say Mark My Words by Justin Bieber 30:Favorite band?- don't have one31:How I feel right now?- in pain cuz the right side of my ribs hurt when i laugh or breathe too heavy. 32:Someone I love.- My bff33:My current relationship status.- Single 34:My relationship with my parents.- Dads dead and don't talk to my mom much35:Favorite holiday.- Easter36:Tattoos and piercing I have.- 3 tats all on my left arm (3 roses on my inner forearm, tigers eyes on the outer forearm close to the wrist and a matching sister tattoo on my inner bicep), and just my ears pierced. 37:Tattoos and piercing I want.- lots more tattoos i want to have a full sleeve at some point and maybe my tongue and maybe big maybe my nose 38:The reason I joined Tumblr.- cuz i wanted to be gayer 39:Do I and my last ex hate each other?- well she hates me (lmao that's what she says cuz she's a pain in the ass) but i still love her, we're best friends 40:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night” texts?- well yeah41:Have I ever kissed the last person I texted?- nope42:When did I last hold hands?- um i held my nephews hand today, does that count ? 43:How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?- maybe 30 minutes 44:Have I shaved my legs in the past three days? - nope 👎🏼 but you can't really tell either, it's def been like 3 weeks45: Where am I right now?- in my not so comfy bed 46:If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?- it better be my bff 47:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?- loud af48:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?- no i do not49:Am I excited for anything?- to be financially stable with some extra spending money but something a little sooner than that going back to school for a degree in graphic design50:Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?- nah (don't have many friends)51:How often do I wear a fake smile?- not very often but it does happen occasionally 52:When was the last time I hugged someone?- i hugged my nephew a few hours ago53:What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?- well if we've both moved on then just gotta except it 54:Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?- um not sure55:What is something I disliked about today?- i streamed too late56:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?- Selena Gomez 😍😝57:What do I think about most?- making it as a streamer/ gamer and meeting my bff 58:What’s my strangest talent?- i'm untalented so nothing 59:Do I have any strange phobias?- not that i know of 60:Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?- in front now but it hasn't always been that way61:What was the last lie I told?- hell i don't know. i do my best to be as honest as possible 62:Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?- since i've met my bff... both !63:Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?- Yes and Yes64:Do I believe in magic?- Hell yes65:Do I believe in luck?- to an extent66:What’s the weather like right now?- a bit cool67:What was the last book I’ve read?- The making of Optic Gaming 68:Do I like the smell of gasoline?- yes69:Do I have any nicknames?- Tone, Baloney70:What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?- nothing horrible but i messed up my rotator cup in my left shoulder 71:Do I spend money or save it?- both, i save money so i can spend it 72:Can I touch my nose with a tongue? - wth of course i can touch my nose with a tongue but touching my nose with MY tongue no i can't 73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?- i have pink writing on my t shirt 74:Favorite animal?- Tiger75:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?- talking on the phone and working on my laptop76:What do I think Satan’s last name is?- James 😂 jk i don't fucking know77:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?- anything edm or Bieber78:How can you win my heart? - be yourself, be positive and a good sense of humor79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?- Here lies the best fucking person ever Tone Balone aka Toni Rivera80:What is my favorite word?- um i'm not even sure 81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr?- @queenfvckit- @1beyond-it- @wevegothighhopes- @bieber-news- @selenagomez-updates 😍82:If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?- please subscribe to me on youtube and connect with me on all my social medias to stay up to date on what i'm doing and when i'll be uploading or streaming (insert list of social media accounts) 83:Do I have any relatives in jail?- yes unfortunately #FreeJonathan84:I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?- Read people's mind85:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?- no idea, never really thought about it86:What is my current desktop picture?- Captain America87:Had sex?- yes88:Bought condoms?- no89:Gotten pregnant?- noooooo90:Failed a class?- yes 91:Kissed a boy?- unfortunately 92:Kissed a girl?- only in my dreams but hopefully irl really really soon93:Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?- no but that's hella cute and goals af94:Had job?- yep 👍🏼 95:Left the house without my wallet?- fuck yes and it pisses me off every time96:Bullied someone on the Internet?- never 97:Had sex in public?- no98:Played on a sports team?- hell yeah 99:Smoked weed?- not yet100:Did drugs?- nah101:Smoked cigarettes?- second hand but that's it102:Drank alcohol?- once but it was gross 103:Am I a vegetarian/vegan?- fuck no104:Been overweight?- well yeah 105:Been underweight?- nope106:Been to a wedding?- yes 107:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?- fuck yes all the damn time really, it's my unpaid job (for now)108:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?- used to109:Been outside my home country?- nope110:Gotten my heart broken?- yes111:Been to a professional sports game?- yes112:Broken a bone?- never 113:Cut myself?- on purpose no by accident a whole fucking lot114:Been to prom?- nope115:Been in airplane? - yes but i was a baby 116: Fly by helicopter?- nope but i was supposed to but couldn't because of weather conditions 117:What concerts have I been to?- R. Kelly, N'SYNC and um that's it i think118:Had a crush on someone of the same sex?- well duh that's how being gay works 119:Learned another language?- eh120:Wore make up?- like twice121:Lost my virginity before I was 18?- no122:Had oral sex?- no123:Dyed my hair?- no124:Voted in a presidential election?- yes.. twice125:Rode in an ambulance?- nope but i've been inside one to learn about what's in it126:Had a surgery?- nopers127:Met someone famous?- i wish128:Stalked someone on a social network?- lmao who hasn't !? 129:Peed outside?- not that i can think of130:Been fishing?- sure have 131:Helped with charity?- yes Relay For Life and many others132:Been rejected by a crush?- um probably 133:Broken a mirror?- no134:What do I want for birthday?- a gaming pc and gaming chair135:How many kids do I want and what will be their names?- maybe two, for a boy Christian or Vince maybe even Anthony or Christian Anthony yep that's the one and for a girl hmm 🤔 Katie 136:Was I named after anyone?- yes, my dad. they thought i was gonna be a boy so i would've been a jr but then i ended up being a girl so they just named me Toni instead of Anthony obvi 137:Do I like my handwriting?- fuck no 138:What was my favorite toy as a child?- Legos 139:Favorite TV Show?- Ugh so many but Pretty Little Liars140:Where do I want to live when older?- well i'm 23 but i'd love to live in Cali or Canada 141:Play any musical instrument?- yes drums and a little guitar. been a while since i've played either one tho142:One of my scars, how did I get it?- On my cheek and neck, i was attacked by a dog when i was younger and it scratched me pretty deep, had to get stitches.143:Favorite pizza topping?- cheese but if it's Pizza Hut pepperoni is delicious144:Am I afraid of the dark?- yes 145:Am I afraid of heights?- no way146:Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?- yeah of course147:Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?- um i don't remember 148:What I’m really bad at.- expressing myself 149:What my greatest achievements are.- sleeping 150:The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me.- shut the fuck up fat ass 151:What I’d do if I won in a lottery.- well depends on how much it is, but buy a car, house, have the ultimate gaming setup/ room, visit my bff, give money to some people in my immediate family and the bff152:What do I like about myself?- my smile and eyes 153:My closest Tumblr friend.- @queenfvckit154:Something I fantasies about.- sex with a girl155:Any question you’d like- why am i so amazing ? welp you can thank my parents for that but that's a question you have to ask my creator cuz i couldn't tell ya 😂🙌🏼😍