#i love platonic soulmates

[corvase]

highschool reunion prompts

feel free to use:)

“it’s good to see you. really good.”

did they keep in touch? why or why not?

“i missed you.”

“how’s life?” “shut up we talked yesterday.”

they see each other and still call each other by their nicknames or whatever

“hey remember when you—” “i don’t care if you’re 17 or 37 i can and will throw you off the roof if you tell anyone about that.”

one like “are there drinks?” and the other two look at each other and one passes the other a twenty like “i told you she couldn’t last five minutes”

“this is my kid.” “OH MY GOSH SHES SO CUTE?????? NO WAY THATS YOURS YOU LOOK LIKE A GOBLIN”

if one of them was going through somethifn back in high school, the other could be like “i’m happy for you. i’m sorry i couldn’t do more back then.”

“you’re just as short as the last time i saw you.” “am i short or are you slenderman?”

[haveihitanerve]

See you again by Charlie Puth and all them that was written for Paul Walker and Vin Diesel (R.I.P.) can be applied to almost any and all friendship- Ares and Gregor, George Michael and Andrew Ridgely, Curt Smith and Roland Orzabal, Rhysand and Cassian, The Beatles, Keefe and Fitz, Steve and Tony, Natasha and Clint, Aelin and Lysandra, Rowan and Gavriel, Dorian and Chaol, Bruce and Clark, etc etc.

[bunnakit]

my best friend and soulmate of 16 years is going to watch kiseki: dear to me with me this weekend and I am unreasonably excited

[1-jar-of-stars]

On Friendship.

[xixovart]

“no seriously who did you choose?”

“i chose you”

grover and percy are the platonic soulmates. in the most literal sense possible. i mean, literally nobody in the world, including their respective girlfriends, will ever know grover and percy as well as they know each other. and not just because of their empathy link.

grover was the person who was there for percy the most. he helped percy transition from the mortal world into the greek one. he supported percy in tlt when sally was thought to be dead. grover was percy’s first friend. ever. it’s not fair how people keep forgetting that. grover saved percy’s life.

percy literally did NOT hesitate to save grover when he was kidnapped by polyphemus. percy tried his hardest to be there for grover while grover fulfilled his dreams of finding pan. percy and grover travelled through most of the labyrinth together. grover is the foundation of percy’s best traits. percy saved grover’s life.

there is no other friendship in any of riordan’s books that can compare to grover and percy’s. they’re platonic soulmates. there’s no one like them.

[noornight]

Long distance besties. This definitely happened after the third movie (source: trust me bro)

Based on this

[missmariannecherie]

So many Stobin-besties vibes… 🥹

Also:

I love them! Almost as much as I love Robin and Steve.

[lotus-pear]

the besties ever!! (they will both exorcise you)

[cammy-mcspammy]

Everybody's like, wonder what will happen if saikis friends find out and not WONDER HOW THEY WOULD FEEL 😞😞

I kind of rushed this comic but I feel like teruhashi's feelings should be considered more. I feel like she'd kind of burst out crying if she found out saiki knew all of her struggles and still chose to stay close to her. I feel like through her shame, she'd avoid Saiki until finally accepting Saiki's power.

Also She never had anybody glimpse into her actual personality, so the fact Saiki had secretly been there to help her or support her even when he knew her feelings.. yeah she'd cry. Just out of the stress of being perfect and all.

I also think that she'd likely get over her feelings for him or atleast accept them (?) Depends how you interpret it. I'm fine either way (THERES A SKIP AND LOAFER REFERENCE IN HERE BTW)

[mlobsters]

jared padalecki and jensen ackles spn dc con 2024 - main panel (youtube)

Q: In season 5 episode Dark Side of the Moon, Sam and Dean found out that they were soulmates and it was never really addressed after that, so what did they think when they found that out? Jared: I think they knew.

[imfinereallyy]

Eddie’s on the couch shirtless, and Steve is having a full-on crisis.

Eddie’s bare chest is on full display on Robin and Steve’s couch, and Steve is having a full-blown, how did this not click til now, crisis.

Steve knows he’s staring. Knows he needs to stop staring. Eddie is going on a rant to them, something about society or something metal (he got distracted when Eddie whipped his shirt off), and Steve should really pay attention because he knows Eddie is going to quiz him after.

For someone who hates school so much, Eddie sure likes to test Steve.

Robin comes up behind Steve, slurping her slushy. “Oh no. I know that face. It finally caught up to you, didn’t it?”

Steve breaks his state to give Robin a wide-eyed look. “What—how—I—“ Steve’s shoulders sag; there is no point in hiding from Robin. “How’d you know?”

“Please, babe, I’ve been waiting. Glad to know you actually sped-run this. Was thinking you were going to pull a me and wait til Jenny Rodriguez asks to practice the stage kiss with you before you realized.”

“I have so many questions.”

“Don’t bother; nothing happened except me falling off the stage at rehearsal.”

Steve laughs but then chokes when he glances back at Eddie. “I think my brain just exploded, Robs. What do I do?”

Robin pats his back sympathetically, “There, there. Nothing you can do, bud. Just got to ride the gay thoughts wave.”

Steve makes a distressed noise. Robin rubs circles on his back.

Eddie interrupts their moment (clueless to the evident lesbian bisexual solidarity happening), “So what do you guys think? Should I get the sword here?” Eddie drags his hand slowly down his sternum.

“I need you to take it back.” Steve whips his head torwards Robin.

“Take it back?”

“The crisis, take it back.” Steve all but begs Robin.

“Sorry, there is a no refund policy. You can use it or push it to the side; it’s up to you. But either way, that baby is yours.” Robin uses her straw to emphasize her point.

Eddie tilts his head confused, “Uuuh guys? The tattoo?”

Steve waits a moment before responding. “Good.”

“I’m going to need more than that Stevie.”

“Good. Will look good on you. Anything looks good on you.” Steve has to resist shoving his face into his hands. He can feel the rush of heat up to his cheeks.

Eddie’s face breaks into a brilliant, and a little smug, smile. “Awe, thanks, sweetheart. Glad to know I got the Harrington approval.”

“You don’t need my approval to look good.” Steve was going to throw himself off the roof of their apartment. That didn’t even make any sense.

Eddie snorts, “Okay big boy. Whatever you say.”

It comes off flirtier than Steve thought a sarcastic comment could be. This time instead of responding, Steve just caves into the embarrassment, turns around, and starts lightly thumping his head into the wall.

“Eddie, c’mon, you broke him! Now I’m going to have to reboot him…again.”

Steve doesn’t see his face but doesn’t have to look to know that Eddie’s face is downright giddy. “Sorry.”

Steve doesn’t think he’s very sorry at all.

[vampirehayfever]

"adaine is so excited that fabian is using her solstice present" i love these two so much

[freetreasures]

forever thinking about that one scene in the dragon republic when rin tries out the wings kitay made for her and they’re just so happy and when she comes down she shouts move! but he just grabs her wrist and swings them around until they collapse in a tangled laughing heap of leather and silk and limbs and she says “i love you” and kitay gives her a tired smile “i know”

[theminecraftbee]

Here is how to slowly, completely, and irrevocably fall into having someone know your soul as well as you do theirs:

First, be enemies, but of circumstance. Neither of you were really on opposite sides so much as connected to them. You think he loved them, though, that side that was only your enemy by virtue of not being your ally. He loved them, even if he didn't spend as much time with them. You mock him for this. For calling their leader 'king'. (Later, you'll hold onto mockery like it's all you have. You know it's not a game and you know he was really king, but without your ability to make fun of what's happening, you won't be much at all.)

You have a best friend then. This, too, is almost an accident, although to explain all the ways it's also on purpose will take longer than you have to explain. He's wonderful, and loyal, and going to die. So you die fast and young first, before him. You die in front of your friend. You die in front of him.

You don't regret it, the dying young, because it means you die before anyone else can die for you.

Second, watch your best friend fall in love with him, although that phrase feels both too pedestrian and too much like it's overstating the thing that really happens. You have your own drama for too long to really understand how it happens, of course. You're too busy facing a betrayal that will scrape the inside of your soul forever. (To tell the truth, you've already forgiven him for it, but there's something easy about being each other's enemies, so you keep going, orbiting around each other in betrayal betrayal betrayal. But that's someone else who knows your soul, another story.)

Then your best friend dies, as does nearly everyone else. You sit around a campfire with him. You tell him that your best friend trusts him; you'll trust him too. He stands by your side near the end, the two of you running together, another man's memories on your lips.

You're not sure what you regret, then, but you know there's something that won't undo that's a part of you now.

Third, learn the value of choices, as the universe tries its best to take yours from you. In this one, the people you're by the side of is at once familiar and strange. The finalists who'd protected you last time are now an ugly mix of your chosen soulmate and your enemy by making that choice; you attempt to hold on to your ability to choose even as blood makes it clear you can't. (The universe tried to pick someone who would fit you well, you realize later. More people who know your soul that this story isn't actually about. You care for him too, is the thing; you care for choosing more.)

You don't see him much, this time. You respect each other, though. It's hard not to respect each other after everything that's happened. Still, you don't see him, and he doesn't see you. Instead, you see the end of the game. You nearly hold it in your fingers.

You regret. You regret deeply. You are so tired of watching people die, you think, and you regret more than anything else that you couldn't stop it.

Fourth, become enemies, but this time intentionally. Enemies, maybe, is a strong word; you're assigned co-parents, except bad, divorced ones. There's something hysterical about the whole thing, in both the comedic sense of the word and in the original, more concerning sense, especially given the way you all have thought about your best friend-now-son in the past. (Family ties are a thing you'll come to value; it's just that what the names are don't count, really, not when you do this again and again and again. Plus, it's nice to be able to have an excuse to yell.)

It's almost fun again. Maybe it's almost fun. You trade barbs with each other, and try to kill each other, and this time the consequences are light enough that you try to help each other, too. You see each other a lot. You're enemies, of course, but you see each other a lot, as you are: scared, and tired, and not as frightening as you appear, and happy, despite it all.

You don't regret much. You die fast and young, alongside your allies. You see his face before you do though, and you think he's the one with regrets.

Fifth, trip over him as you run across the first session of a new game. You don't know yet what this one will be, if it will be betrayals, or more stolen choices, or family, or fun, or anything else, but you look him in the eyes and make a choice. You will be friends this time instead of enemies. And it's nice. He and you fit together oddly now, but well, despite the oddities. You've had time to learn to, from a distance, and then closer and closer. (People seem baffled you're friends now. You wish you could explain that that's how these stories go sometimes.)

You're pretty certain he'll leave you when the time comes. He says he's a runner, and not a protector, and yet, when the time comes to betray you, you both know he won't hurt you, and you're both surprised anyway.

"You might regret this," you tell him quietly. You both have scars.

"You might regret this," he agrees. But you also both have choices.

"Okay," you say. "Have you ever fallen in love?"

"Cleo," he says, brushing your hair aside, and he doesn't answer.

"I don't think I have," you say honestly. "I think it's something else. Have you ever accidentally given someone a piece of your soul?"

"All the time," he says, and that's that.

The end is coming soon. You'll find out if you regret it.

[kindaasrikal]

I love Zane and Kai and how the writers made them so subtly (tho often times it’s incredibly obvious) care for each other. Like wdym Kai became a reck after Zane’s death? wdym he was the one who gave a speech about how Zane powered him? Wdym Zane is one of the people who are able to so easily calm Kai down and make him listen? Wdym Kai and Zane perfectly balance each other out?? Idc about any other duo i DEMAND MORE KAI AND ZANE THEY ARE SO UNDERRATED DO YOU SEE THOSE TWO??

Like BRO Kai is someone who did (does?) not understand technology, is hot tempered, always front and centre stage, loud and proud, and is the definition of an extrovert who is also somewhat an introvert.

Zane, on the other hand, is an advanced technological species (the first of his kind), can always keep his temper under control, is someone who enjoys the background of everything, is quiet and observant, and is an introvert who is somewhat an extrovert.

Yet they both are extremely protective, to the point they would sacrifice themselves. They both handle emotions differently and express them differently yet they both feel an overwhelming amount of them. They both spent a majority of their lives away from society and were considered ‘different’ from others their age.

They both balance each other out yet also meet each other in their similarities. They both understand each other in a way barely anyone else does, and they always look at each other for a sense of peace or comfort.

AGH MY GOD I LOVE THEM THEY ARE THEEEE DUOSDOO

[redninjaoutfit]

Jimmy and Ricky fraternizing (post Beach Rumble)

They became besties and crashed at the beach house for the night to rest cause they got their asses absolutely handed to them by the Preppies (still won). Ricky dared Jimmy to try and style a pompadour... turns out its a lot easier said than done.

THEY IN THEIR JAMMIES......... GOD I LOVE THEM.........

HAD TO DRAW ME SOME RICKY AND JIMMY CAUSE TO ME THEY ARE THE ABSOLUTE BESTEST OF FRIENDS TO ME I DO NOT CARE ARGUE WITH THE WALL!!!

On the contrary... if u... perchance... wanted to ramble about them... my tags comments and dms are open 😋👀 (desperate)