#MY SOULAMTE

[lovelyhan]

I like that one of the first things you did since coming back was to betray JiHan lmao. lovely lovelysoon it is then (lovelyyoung sounded too off-putting 💀)

Also, I know I said this in the dms but, welcome back and congrats on almost hitting 5k 🥳

oh you'll clown me SO FUCKING HARD when you realize the depth of my wonwoorideulism for the past three months !!!! my lovelysoon era is nothing rj </3

[mudbloodpotter05]

So we had a hard night last night for our Ballum, but tonight was one of the most amazingly sweet moments for them. The honesty. The love. The comfort. Just everything about their conversation tonight, even with Callum and EE finally acknowledging that they haven’t been physically intimate with each other and the love with which that was handled from both Ben and Callum, and how wonderfully Max and Tony portrayed this moment, was beyond brilliant. I love that we are finally getting to the heart of the trauma that Ben went through. This is going to be a long road for him and Callum too as he supports his Ben, but I think it shows amazing growth for Ben and I am so excited to see this love on display and the care with which they are continuing to approach the SA trauma as well as the ED storyline, and the passing of Lola.

The hugs. The kisses. The embrace. This just hit so many wonderful buttons for me and I am so excited to see this play out and see this love continue to be on display. We just need to be mindful that healing doesn’t happen overnight and this will be a journey for our Ben and knowing that Callum will be there to support him, however Ben needs just fills me with so much hope and joy for these characters and their continued journey.

[chikoyama]

so, my chi has been crying a lot about the fact that she’s destined to not have a soulmate. i couldn't bear to constantly imagine her being all sad, so i went to look at some of my wips to see if there was an oc fit for her. only had this guy… and then a fairy mafia boss who seemed even more ill-suited for her. this is how the convo went: me: "uh, u sure u want him? he's kind of…" :| chi: "YES, he's perfect!" owo *runs to hug him around the neck* ziggy: *surprised* "ooh?" *has no idea who she is but circles arms around her waist regardless* "hi babe" owo me: "i- okay…" ig this is how it goes, LOL

istg their interactions in my head are so weird. literally borderlining on insane. (reminds me of mine and sae's interactions. literally, yesterday she talked about deboning her lover when they die so she could put their spine on display at her home. being her first lover, i asked if she’d debone me too in the hopes of a yes, and she said she’d bone me instead). anyway, ziggy is not really designed to be part of the jjk universe. my original thought when i drew him was actually for him to be some sort of immortal dimension hopper with the ability to warp reality. he’s op and really, he’s meant to be an annoying dimension troll. so, maybe one day he just lands in whatever universe chi is in and coincidentally stumbles upon her. because she’s sweet and he likes her, he sometimes returns to visit her to hear about her life and smooch. he wipes her memory of him every time afterwards and gives them back when he sees her again. mostly, he just lets chi live her life until she dies. that’s when he promises to come back for her and bring her with him so they can stay together… until he gets tired of her, but she vowed to stay with him for eons so he wouldn’t have to be lonely and to entertain him. c:

[cocobabyluv]

Hopeless Romantic Who?!

a smol voice in my head said, YOU!

[boyfhee]

𓍯 NUMBER NEIGHBOUR ☆ PJS SMAU

𓍼 . synopsis ⋆ lost in a bet, jay is now forced to send a text to his number neighbour as per the conditions set by sunghoon, not knowing it's you— his ex, who blocked him after the breakup and who's he's very much in love with.

𓍼 . genre ⋆ fluff, humour

𓍼 . warnings ⋆ profanities, suggestive/sexual jokes bc my humour is fucked, tba

𓍼 . note ⋆ said i won't do smaus again but i'm a liar at heart ( im js a jay girl )

✶ PAIRINGS jay x fmr ✶ STATUS ongoing ✶ TAGLIST open

✶ ─── [ PROFILES ] it friend group / lewsers

all the pictures used are only references and are not supposed to depict reader's appearance in any way ! the chapter titles and number of chapters are subjected to change accordingly !

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01 mamasita 02 met my soulamte 03 get the exorcist

tba

[lizzy06]

Sawamura Daichi x Reader Fic Recs!!

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Karasuno Fic Rec Masterlist

He’s My Best Friend by @jayeray-hq (oneshot, fluff) you and Daichi throughout the years [COMPLETED]

the countdown✨ by kaitycole (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff)There’s a countdown on your wrist, but what happens when it randomly resets? [COMPLETED]

  Grudges and Ice Cream✨ by @oreosmama (oneshot, angst fluff)After your boyfriend completely forgets your one year anniversary together, you decide to give him the cold shoulder. He gives you an even colder shoulder. [COMPLETED]

just this once✨ by flying_siphonophore (oneshot, smut)Daichi’s known you longer than he’s dated you, and so you knew when things started getting serious that he was absolutely, always, no exceptions wearing a condom when he has sex. But the his will snaps one day [COMPLETED]

Pictures of Us by Goobergobbledoc (fluff, slowburn, friends to lovers)Reader moves to the city to join the police academy.Photos at significant moments in their friendship are taken by Daichi’s housemate and long term best friend Koushi Sugawara, in order to convince the couple to confess their love. [COMPLETED]

“These Words”✨ by @myhaikyuuthings (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff, angst) soulmate au your soulmates last words ever said are on your body, they turn red when said, first words ever said to you are on another part of your body, they turn gold when said.[COMPLETED]

then he met you by @kaitycole (oneshot, soulamte au)Daichi does the unthinkable and falls for this his neighbor who isn’t his soulmate. What happens when he meets his soulmate?<Where there’s always a faint outline of a ring on your ring finger that gets more noticeable the closer you are to your soulmate. It turns a bright gold upon first contact.>[COMPLETED]

You Are The One by WithTheMoonOnHerWings (orphan_account)(oneshot, fluff) short story featuring Daichi and Sugawara Sister! Reader, and it all begins when you opened the gym doors of Karasuno.[COMPLETED]

Drop by @ugh-tsumu (angst, oneshot)Wherein people are born with rings on their point fingers, projecting colors that would show how your other half is feeling at the moment, black denoting danger or worse, death.[COMPLETED]

coloretur by themuggingthief (oneshot, soulmate au)  in which once one comes in contact with ones Soulmate, one can see color. Color gradually fades away the longer one hasn't touched ones Soulmate within a 1 hour period.[COMPLETED]

[insane-brit]

Royalty (Ch. 3)

Muzan Kibutsuji x Soulamte!Fem!Reader

Chapter Links: Prologue, Chapter one, Chapter two, Chapter three

Next scheduled Royalty update (Ch 4.): July 30th, 2023.

Tags/Warnings: Enemies to lovers, semi slow burn, dark story/themes, GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE (neck snapping, spinal shock), prostitution, attempted coercion, hatred, mentions of IRL Japanese history, slight misogyny, panic attack, blood.

A/N: It's finally here!!! Yay! Thank you all for being patient with me as these last few weeks have been hectic. I just got back from a convention and classes are a lot. I'm also going back through and adding (F/N) to the first two chapters with reader in it since I didn't do that before (I like to use it sparingly). So, be on the lookout for those edits.

I do want to say that I have a schedule planned for this series. Due to my classes and the upcoming semester I will update Royalty every other week to give me time to write properly. Other works such as requests will be filled/posted as they are completed.

Therefore, the next update (Ch. 4) will be on July 30th, 2023!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: 2.6K

The stench of rot permeated through the orifices of every human that he encountered. Death walked hand in hand with them as they decayed with each passing minute. Demons were much the same but dulled. Their aging halted and cells regenerated in a never-ending cycle until their head was severed or body burned. Flaws in his creations and himself.

Muzan’s carefully crafted work, hand-picked from the hundreds and thousands of demons over the ages, the Upper and Lower moons had defects in their own ways. Dismantling the Lower ranks proved to ease the spreading desperation in his subconscious. They were worthless beings. Unfit for their stations and yet the Upper ranks manifested to be just as disappointing as the rest. Failing for centuries at annihilating the family bound to him by blood and unearthing the blossom that would grant him the ability to conquer the sun. The amaryllis.

The only reason they proved to be of use was they kept the Kisatsutai on their toes. Terminating the lives of their most powerful and stripping them of their morality. Despite him wanting to rip the ranks to shreds and gnash his teeth on their bones, they were his strongest. He would let them carry on with their lives if they served and attested themselves to be worthy of the position so graciously bestowed upon them.

Walking the various winding concrete of Yoshiwara was not Muzan’s ideal pastime. Though it was vital to remind his Jūnikizuki where they stood and to oversee the progress, they had made both for themselves and his sake. Situating himself near a wall, his eyes observed the lowly human creatures. Their affairs exhibited in the confines of the residence they were assigned to and sought out. Women and men alike with their sultry gazes swept across the bodies that passed them. Muzan was no exception. The impure burn of their eyes had him clenching his jaw. It was revolting and he would rather them be looking upon him in other ways. They were ignorant, but one day they would understand. If they were capable of such a feat. A soft gasp from behind him had him tense.

“Aren’t you pretty?” A woman brushed the side of his arm before stopping in front of him. A smirk curled on her face as she tilted her head. Eye’s tracing over his features before going lower. 

“I know just the woman who may interest you,” her nail tapped her lower lip. “And she may be interested in return.” 

Muzan glared at her, expression stoic and lips in a tight line. “No, thank you.” 

She pouted, sticking her bottom lip out in a display that left him with a foul taste in his mouth. “Oh, come on. I promise we’re not that bad, and besides,” she drawled, smoothing out the front of her layered kimono. “I can show you a good time if the others don’t meet your expecta-.”

Her skull cracked against the building. Stone dug into her scalp as little pieces opened the skin, blood streamed from the wound. A choked sound bubbled up from her throat as Muzan tightened his grip. 

His face was mere inches from hers. “Courtesans just don’t know when to quit.” Her throat bobbed as she clawed at his wrist. Pupils blown and eyes swelled, she sounded pitiable. “Know your place.” 

His expression was callous. Complete disregard for the woman’s life. In one swift motion, her vertebrae splintered underneath the skin. The crack reverberated under his fingers as she paled. Sweat beaded near her hairline and her pulse dropped. The thrum lagged in intensity compared to moments ago. Practically tossing her against the wall, he stared down at the nearly unconscious body. The rise and fall of her chest ceased at the loss of function and urine trailed from under the slightly hoisted garments. 

Muzan stepped away from the body. A look of repugnance danced in his eyes as his shoes clicked against the alley. The sheer commotion of the streets and people engrossed in their activities served to cover the deed. No eyes to behold the barbaric and heinous force that now lay with the crumpled cadaver. Not that it made any difference to him if someone bore witness or not. The action wouldn’t beget any kind of repercussion. He had killed thousands and the sole individual who could strike him down for his immorality was long gone. 

Rounding the corner of the brothel yielded another side road. Livelier than the alleyway, but not as bustling as the main street. Muzan’s gaze swept over the scene. The mix of Chouchin and modern cast bronze lanterns emitted a golden tint. Shadowing the timber structures inlaid with ornate decor and carefully crafted sliding doors. In the time since his birth in the Heian Era, Muzan had seen the rise and fall of many and their attempts at jurisdiction. From the brutal Onin War between the Daimyō and Ashikaga shogunate to the collapse of the Tokugawa shôgun. Modernizing and progressing the country into the complex order it is today. 

He wouldn't normally immerse himself in the trivial matters of the government, especially with them being substandard compared to himself, however, it was vital to his continuity. Being knowledgeable in the ever-changing systems, inventions, and styles granted him more expertise in the art of blending in. Offsetting the swordsmen intent on his demise for over a thousand years.

Observing the bleary silhouettes of people through the translucent paper on the shoji windows, he tipped the edge of his white fedora to the side. Eyeing the Kyogoku House, where Upper moon six, Gyutaro, resided. Daki may be the outward appearance and has some finesse in fighting, but that is all she’ll ever amount to. A mere child whose sole purpose is to keep her brother under control. A pitiful feat that she thinks her lord cares for and believes in her. On her knees and practically drooling over his approval. It's pathetic.

Narrowing his eyes, Muzan strode down the street. He had more pivotal things to execute rather than linger in these vulgar places. A puddle splashed as his shoe struck it. The ripples reflected molten gold from the lanterns. He looked down at the undulating liquid before his eyes sharpened. The tightness in his wrist and the scintillating flicker of the cursed filament did not go unnoticed. Muzan felt the cavity of choler dig itself further as eyes burrowed into his stature. Halting his movements, he could feel the emotions coming off the person like waves. Kismet had its way of interfering with his aspirations as of late, and it appears no matter how hard he disregarded the incident many nights ago, resilience persevered. Nails sharpening, he turned and eyed the human ogling at him.

Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes wide. Skin pale as if she had seen a ghost. His gaze dragged over her body, and he glowered in realization. The all-too-familiar black uniform with white accents stood out like a sore thumb. The haori that encapsulated the kanji on the back of the uniform was a mix of snow and sable. Swirls of what looked to be smoke and other intricate designs littered the bottom, but Muzan didn’t put much care into what the woman was wearing. His sole focus was on what she was. A Sureiyā. A Hashira.

If there were any gods or Buddha in his thousand years of existence, they were surely trying his patience.  

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(F/N) felt like her blood had been turned to ice. The glassy veins froze her in place as she owlishly stared into the eyes of her supposed soulmate. Hearing shot, ringing reverberated in her ears and the thronging behind her sounded muffled. As if she had been pulled into the unforgiving deep as her lungs screamed and begged for an end. 

He did not move, and from where she stood, she could not discern an emotion on his face. It was phlegmatic. Unwavering, constant. It unnerved (F/N) as her feelings swirled and compacted into what felt like a ticking bomb. Fury, horror, uncertainty…. contentment? It was all too much and didn't do anything to ease her palpitating heart. Eyes darted down to the thread, soaking up every single fiber and shine it emitted as she stalked its trail. It ended at his alabaster skin. Gouging itself into the flesh, and if his eyes weren't enough evidence, that's when she noticed his nails. They tapered into an acute point where deep indigo melted into pale blue. 

Breathing ragged, she took a few shaky steps back. Gaze never leaving him. (F/N) was jolted out of her stupor as a body rammed into her hard. The force sent them both tumbling to the ground. Her head and elbow cracked against the pavement. Grit dug into her flesh and tore it open as her vision doubled. Groaning softly, (F/N) brought her other hand up to cradle her head. A weight was pressed onto her torso, and it felt suffocating as it moved around. Muffled voices resonated around her, and as her vision cleared, she observed the multitude of bodies surveying the scene. Beady eyes pierced her soul, and some looked on with pity. Others glared and whispered in hushed voices like secrets carried by the wind, and she felt her face flush in embarrassment.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” A voice hissed and handfuls of her uniform were jerked forward. A man hovered over her dazed form and shook her harshly. “How dare you wench! Where is your procurer? You should be punished for your insolence.”

(F/N) clenched her teeth and slammed her fist into his chest, effectively shoving him off her. Blood oozed from her elbow and stained his hakama as he fell into the surrounding crowd. Women shrieked and men howled with laughter at the display. She staggered to her feet, clutching the laceration, and glared at the man seething on the ground.

“Nothing is wrong with me.” she spat at him. Her nerves were firing. The adrenaline from the collision, that she laid eyes on the progenitor, and that he was her soulmate no less had her on the verge of a breakdown. Something that she had not felt in years. The feeling of all these emotions flowing had her choking back the ball that had formed in her throat. “Watch where you're going next time.” She hissed. (F/N) knew it was her fault but at that moment she could care less. Her eyes darted back towards the side street. People’s bodies presented to be an obstacle as she tilted her head frantically to inspect the spot where he once stood.

There was nothing. No trace that he was there and that only served to make her panic more. The only verification that his presence remained was the line connecting the two of them. It was slack, but barely compared to the tautness of it mere moments ago. Pivoting around she shoved people out of her way as she bolted down the road. The man on the ground cursed her form which was swallowed by the sea of people.

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(F/N)’s back pressed against the cool bark of a maple. She clutched the front of her uniform as choked sounds escaped her cracked lips. Her vision warped from the tears she held back; her hands shook with force and her feet tingled.

She didn’t know how far she had run from the district, but she had to get out. She ran until she couldn’t anymore and collapsed in the emerald grass and darkened trees. The thought of those eyes drilling into hers and the shifting cataclysmic ambiance that surrounded his physique had her struggling to breathe. The air came in short bursts as her chest tightened.

It was hard.

Breathing was hard.

The only relief she felt was the sight of the thread loose and gathered in ringlets on the swaying grass. He hadn’t followed her. She was out of sight of anything besides the surrounding fauna which she no doubt scared away with the distressed sounds pouring from her mouth.

Thoughts raced from Kibutsuji to her mission.

Her failed mission.

Grabbing the nearest rock, (F/N) screamed in rage and brought it down onto the blood-red tie. Beating it repeatedly into the ground. Each hit sent a shock wave of what felt like needles through her arm as a warning. Yet, it stayed constant. No fraying, no cut, no snapping. It remained in perfect condition, and she swore it glowed brighter, mocking her. Grinding her teeth together she continued to strike it until the palms of her hands bled from the grip she had on the stone.

Panting from the energy exerted, she chucked the rock at the nearest tree and watched it break into pieces and dust. Her nails dug into her slick palm as she sat there hunched over on her knees.

The thought of the pillars and her Master’s crestfallen, disgusted faces haunted her mind. If they were to see her in this state, abandoning a mission, and fleeing from their sworn enemy when she had every opportunity to launch an assault on him, well, she could only imagine the contempt that would stem from their hearts. (F/N) imagined Master Kagaya exiling her for breaking the oath she swore her life to the moment she passed Final Selection.

“I swear to battle valiantly, not show hesitation, doubt, or cowardice in the face of danger, and place the needs of the Kisatsutai before my own.”

She placed a quivering palm over her mouth as nausea threatened to overtake her. Everything she worked towards, dedicated her life to, everything, destroyed in minutes. Obliterated by her selfishness and pusillanimity. She was no valiant swordsman. The prowess she claimed to have died the moment realization sunk in. Snuffed like a flame.

A soft flutter and pitter-patter of feet landed near her as she held back the urge to purge the contents of her stomach. The crunching of leaves and soft cooing drew closer until she had no choice but to look up. Seiichi, her Kasugai crow cocked his head and ruffled his feathers at her. A small talisman was wrapped around his neck with string, engraved with designs and different Kanji. An item her grandfather gave to her before he passed that she then gave to her crow.

“Tengen, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke are almost to Yoshiwara. You must meet them!” he cawed and made her flinch from the sudden loud noise.

“No. No Seiichi,” she took in a shaky breath before reaching out and picking him up. “I can’t. Not now.”

Setting the crow on her lap, she scratched the top of his head. Effectively making him quiet down and simultaneously began to clear the haze of panic that had been clouding her mind for hours.

“Please, don’t go to the Master. Not yet. Just stay with me for a while.” she whispered and hung her head low, hair falling in front of her face.

Seiichi didn’t make a sound. Nor did he move from his position on her lap. Indicating that he heard her plea and complied with her wish, going against his orders.

The sky steadily grew a lighter shade. A blue hue cast over the scenery before her and a few birds chirped. Beads of dew rolled off blades of grass and she shivered from the chill breeze that blew through the canopy of trees. Her body felt heavy and the wound on her elbow had dried. Pulling the skin when she would bend her arm. (F/N) observed her appearance, her haori was dirty and had a few rips in it from her fall, but for the most part, she appeared to be fine.

The sound of something being sat down had her and Seiichi whipping their heads up to look for the source. The hair on her nape prickled and she sucked in a breath. Hand reaching for her blade. The sun had not come up yet. Any demon still had the chance to strike if they so desired.

“Oh, are you alright dear?”

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[llondonfog]

For a painful soulamte au, what if the Dawn Knight was Lilias soulmate? And to make it more painful what if Dawn knew that Lilia was his soulmate somehow and still went to war with the fae because he couldn't stand to go against the family who raised him

Not a soul knew, except for Leia.

Leia knew because she knew everything about him— the leash of loyalty around his neck, the weight of despair upon his shoulders, the mark of his soulmate tattooed like a harbinger on the inside of his wrist.

Leia knew, and loved him for it all the same.

You are a knight, she would remind him on those moonless nights, delicate features as solemn as a saint as she laid her hands against the haunted hollows of his face, as merciful and sweet as her namesake. You are the only one out of them all who has the right to call himself so. What greater sacrifice have you given to my father, to our family, than the cost of love?

He loved her, too.

Her effortless charm and wit were always happy to fill his awkward and stoic silences, and she never shamed him for his reserved nature. She was a princess, born and raised to be a queen, and it sat right inside his heart that she should realize such a vision. Her kindness to their people, her kindness to her traitor of a knight— too kind, to allow him even into her arms and bed when his nerves fail him and the shadows creep in.

It's what he feels, when he places his hand on the swell of her gown, the gentle life growing inside of her: their child, steeped in kindness.

A tragic beginning that can only lead to a tragic end.

Leia is the only kindness that he's ever known, and the irony is not lost on him that she is not his soulmate, nor is he her own. She does not speak of the mark blurred and faded on her skin, and she does not press him for explanation when he disrobes for her and only her, and the bat in flight unfurls its wings upon his wrist.

She does not need to, for they both know whose standard he bears, whose symbol lays a claim that would spell betrayal and doom for his fate.

He lies there within the shelter of her embrace, her slim fingers weaving through his golden hair, and he wonders what manner of mark lies on the fae general's wrist. He wonders if it is of a gleaming sword raised to strike, or a loathsome owl, talons curled, both prepared to rid the fae of his heart and gift it to the enemy's feet. It must not be obvious, because the fae has never reacted to his presence beyond the expected vitriol to their immoral crusade. And each time that they meet, the gratitude of a coward lances through his veins for the sake of the helmet obscuring his expression— it is your eyes that give you away, Leia had murmured to him, her own dark and forgiving as they glitter in the candlelight. Your truest emotions lie within them, crystal clear and as unclouded as the brightest dawn.

He does not deserve her unshakeable belief, for he feels like the muddiest of waters, choked with debris and tainted by waste.

He does not deserve her, and as he clutches at his wrist in the night, nails all but digging into the taut flesh as if to pull the bat from his skin—

He knows that he does not deserve the general either.

[souvenir116]

a royalty au, with max as an emperor and charles a king or something because max has a very very very strong emperor vibe in my mind idk why, also i think it would suit their rivals to lovers, soulamte spiel

Thats so excellent anon!! I do believe Max likes to dominate, be on the top, he also has many physical features, the same shiny hair as a lion, resembling a king, strong and brutal, which is perfect for an emperor!!!

Also, Charles being a king, hot headed and stubborn, trying to challenge an emperor, refusing to obey to Max's orders with no hesitation and hissing "no" as he narrows his eyes hatredly.

Then Max would lose patience too and grab Charles' chin before squeezing his cheeks but their faces also would be too close, which would make it much harder to be brutal and whisper without losing his focus when a pair of beautiful but angry green eyes glare at him and red lips begging to be kissed 😸

Also, the way they would both try to dominate one other, playing mind games... yeah definitely rivals to lovers <3 there is not a universe that they wont die to challenge & beat each other and I'm living for it <3

send me fic ideas and we'll yap about them <3

[deadandphilgames]

Okay so I can not stop thinking about dinok. If dinok were to happen(🤞🤞🤞), the concept of it is essentially a tv show with the plot of dan in an alternate universe where he never met phil and became a lawyer right?

Since he talked about it in why i quite yt, ive thought about the plot so many times and obviously a big theme would be dan coming to terms with his identity, which would mean that romance/sexuality/partnership would 100% a part of it. Maybe not the main aspect, but it would be a part of it.

And my brain just can not imagine a conclusion to dans identity crisis, even a fictional AU lawyer dan, involving any person other than phil. Like dan and phil are the most real example of soulmates ive ever seen. So many couples I could see how in different circumstances there would've been other people who could be their "other half" but dnp are as yin and yang, fictional soulamtes, romance novel, hall mark movie as it gets.

Like dan "I will find you in any world" howell just doesnt have a happy ending with steven from accounts im sorry.

So in my head dinok is an 8 episode story arc of dan figuring out who he is and what he wants, joining a local theatre group or something, finding his passion, finally accepting himself and coming out, and then the very last scene is just dan on the tube or something and he accidentally bumps into a stanger and dan goes to apologise and the camera pans up and we just see phil. And then it ends. And it would be perfectly dnp. Showing the audience they are meant to find each other, but leaving the details ambiguous and up for interpretation.

Obviously anything dan makes would be absolutely perfect, but this is the story that has been in my head since the moment he announced the concept.

it would be objectively hilarious and iconic if dan spent all this time and money to make a lawyer!dan nonyoutuber AU meet-cute

[that-starry-freak]

SOULAMTE AU :3

Tadaaaaa!!!!!

May do a lore dump of it eventually idk

This is actually a reimagining of my old soulmate au-

... let's use say my art has improved a teensy bit since then-

[rapz-rites]

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Last Updated: July 26, 2024

💚=Damian Wayne

💙=Jon Kent

Rough Sketches 💚 by @glittering-moonlillie

(Request I made before the start of my account)

You knew all along that it was a bad idea to bring that dreaded sketchbook to his house, so why were you surprised to find out that things, indeed, went wrong.

My Work

Family Time 💚

Meeting Damian’s family for the first time and getting close to them

Demon Spawns Pt 2 💚

Yours and Damian’s future kids come to the past

Best Friends and Girlfriends 💚

(Requested)

Why were the Batboys surprised to find out you and Damian were dating? Aren’t they supposed to be great detectives?

Cats 💚

What happens when you and Damian get turned into cats for a day

Goldfish 💚

(Requested)

You and Damian go grocery shopping together for the first time.

Oh Baby Pt 2 💚

(Requested)

You’re not telling Damian something, and he thinks it’s that you're cheating

They All Know Now 💚

That Batfam finds out Damian has a gf, but not from Damian.

Cutie 💙

You meet Jon Kent for the first time, oh and Damian is there too.

Hearts 💚

You and your soulamte can feel eachothers heartbeats

Ma Belle Cherie 💚

(Requested)

If someone was to look up a bookworm a picture of you would appear. 3 times you chose your books over Damian. 1 time Damian was your only priority (yes Damian is a priority, but not without a good book in hand)

Type 💚

You can't type to save your life

Demon Daughter 💚

(Requested... sort of)

Time traveling is tricky. That's why your daughter came home early. 20 years too early

Eat

(Requested)

You would do anything to look like the girls in the magazines… But at what cost?

Unhinged

A bunch of random reader insert incorrect quotes

[callmeadin]

okokok i know that my interests have been hopping around lately, BUT i have another fic im writing. idk what to call it yet, but i did take inspiration from. a fanart somewhere on here but i cant mcfuckinf find it. however!!! once i do, i will reblog it yes

okay now the fic uhhh its narilamb .) slow burn 400k (/j). sort of uh reincarnation fic, soulamtes have a hint/reference in there too, and uhhhhh yeah thats all im saying hehe

[boyfhee]

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[marsneedstherapy]

What are some of your favorite book couples that you genuinely believe are soulmate?

Well, the "I think their soulamtes" vs. the "my favorite book couples" lists are quite different bc I definitely don't believe every book couple I love are soulmates, so the "soulmate list" is much MUCH shorter than the "I love them list" but here you are:

Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase (PJO)

Zafria bint Iskandar and Nasir Ghameq (We Hunt the Flame)

Daniel Wing and June Iparis (Legend)

[every secret shanghai couple here]