#it’s weird how we called each other soulmates and I just can’t get over how that changed for you at the end

[dex-starr]

“Who else would ever stay?

Who else would ever stay?

Who else is going to love someone like me?

Who else is going to love someone like me that’s marked for death?

Who else is going to be with me when I breathe it all?

Who else would take your place and hold and keep me safe?”

[justauthoring]

jerk [2].

because bakugou katsuki is a jerk but he's also unfortunately your soulmate.

a/n: the LARGELY requested part two! honestly, i'd be willing to write more parts if people wanted :) this part ended up being more about the girls and y/ns friendship but i couldn't help myself - if you guys want some fluff with bakugou for future parts, just let me know!

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader

part one. part three.

“You’re hiding something from us.”

There’s a beat of silence, then another, then another and when finally, you realize you should say something, you blink, sputtering out a barely believable; “no i’m not.”

Mina and Jirou glance at each other, then behind them at the rest of the girls, and you feel a layer of sweat build up when you realize all of your female classmates are here, surrounding you, demanding an answer. And you’ve never really been all that good at lying before, it’s how Bakugou was able to figure out the whole “i’m your soulmate thing” rather quickly and it had only taken him as long as it had because, well, it was Bakugou.

So, to put it bluntly, you’re screwed.

“Come on, Y/N,” Mina laughs, “that wasn’t even remotely believable.”

You know it’s written across your face, your eyes wide and your lips parted and you’re sure you look like quite the picture in that moment surrounded by every single female student in your class, a group of girls you considered your friends but were feeling considerably more like your interrogators in that moment. 

But you have to at least try.

“I’m not hiding anything,” you repeat, this time taking special care to make sure your voice is even and somewhat believable. “I’m just… tired. It’s been throwing my balance off. Sorry guys.”

You really are because you have been weird recently and you were hiding things (even if you were desperate for them not to know that) so the sincerity was there and it seems to be enough because they all glance at each other, frowning, and you can literally see the determination fade as Momo speaks up first.

“You have been leaving to train a lot,” she agrees with a solemn nod. “It’s no wonder you’re so tired. But you should still try to get some rest, don’t push yourself so hard.”

You let out a breath of relief, trying not to let it show as some of the girls shuffle back to walk away, until—

“Wait, that reminds me!”

It’s Jirou who calls it out and you feel yourself freeze.

“She hasn’t been training!”

Eyes widening, you turn to look at Jirou. She’s grinning your way, her figure pointed in your direction, clearly pleased she’d caught you in your lie.

“Jirou,” Uraraka calls out, confused. “What are you–”

“Two nights ago when she left to go training, I followed her, thinking we could train together… she wasn’t there.”

They gasp. Literally gasp.

“Now that you mention it,” Froppy nods, finger held to her chin in thought. “I haven’t actually seen her in the gym very often… nor does she look particularly like a person who’s just trained when she comes back.”

Their eyes fall on you and you take a step back.

“Y/N—”

And then you just run.

-

“I can’t believe she just ran!”

“I know!”

“Guys, I’m sure she had her reasons.”

“Who?”

Mina’s lips are left parted at the sound of Kirishima’s voice, all the girls turning to face him in the living room where he’s sat with the rest of the class.

“Y/N,” Mina explains with a huff, falling into the couch dramatically. “She’s been ditching us constantly and always leaving right after we return from class with some excuse. When we tried to ask her about it today, she lied and then when we caught on to her lie, she ran! Literally just bolting down the hallway before we could even blink.”

Kirishima frowns, glancing over to Denki on his left.

“That doesn’t sound like Y/N,” Deku calls out from across the room, head tilted in curiosity. “Especially to lie to you guys.”

“I know!” Mina calls out, throwing her hands up in exasperation. 

“Like I said,” Uraraka speaks up, trying to remain calm. “I’m sure she has her reasons. Maybe something’s wrong…”

“You think she could be in danger?” Shoto asks, quirking a brow. 

Uraraka shrugs; “I don’t know… I hope not.”

Everyone falls silent, worried expressions plastered on their faces.

“Wait, Kirishima… bro.” Denki calls, reaching to shake Kirishima aggressively, to which the red-haired boy swats his hands away, shaking his head.

“What?”

“Hasn’t Bakubro been disappearing a lot too?”

All the girls straighten out.

Kirishima just shakes his head; “Bakugou is always disappearing. You know he doesn’t like hanging with us a lot.”

“No, Denki’s right,” Sero nods, “even if he isn’t hanging with us, he’s usually in his room or in the gym. Recently, he just completely disappears.”

“I guess you’re right…” Kirishima frowns.

“Wait,” Jirou calls out, “what are you saying? That Bakugou is disappearing with Y/N?”

“That’s crazy,” Mina brushes off. “I’ve never even seen the two talk to each other unless they’re forced to–wait.”

Everyone's eyes snap to hers, wide.

“What?”

“You don’t think… no. It’s not possible.”

“Oh my god,” Denki cries out suddenly, leaning forward with a manic look in his eyes. “Bakubro is hurting Y/N!”

“Wait–”

“No way!” Kirishima calls out, turning to Denki. “Bakugou is a lot of things, but he would never hurt somebody intentionally. Especially not a girl. That’s not manly. Right, Midoriya?”

“Right,” Deku nods confidently, before pausing; “I think?”

“Hey!”

“Guys, no!” Mina cuts in, shaking her hands widely before her. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Okay…” Momo nods, “then what?”

She leans in, pausing for dramatic effect. “He could be… her soulmate!”

There’s silence, then, “no way.”

Mina’s face falls; “why not?”

“Bakugou? Having a soulmate?” Jirou snorts, “I doubt that.”

“Everybody has one!”

“Okay, the odds of him actually caring about his soulmate are slim to none,” Froppy offers in response.

“Yeah,” Deku nods, “I've never once seen Kacchan show interest in his soulmate like… ever.”

Kirishima shakes his head; “even I have to admit that’s so not manly.”

Everyone shuffles around agreements but Mina is quick to argue; “have any of you guys ever seen Bakugou’s soulmate mark?” Slowly, one by one, all glancing at each other, the guys shake their heads. Mina then turns to the girls. “Okay, have any of you ever seen Y/N’s? Cause she’s never shown or told me.”

The girls all shake their heads.

“So how can you really know?” Mina raises a brow, “I mean, Y/N is always so secretive about her mark. She refuses to tell me.”

-

“Bakugou, we have—”

“Katsuki.”

Coming to a sharp halt, lips left parted, you blink up at Bakugou.

With a grin, Bakugou gently shuts your mouth with a hand to your jaw, laughing lightly; “say Katsuki. That’s my name.”

You can feel your cheeks warm, profusely, and a burst of heat flood through you as you pull yourself from his touch, avoiding his gaze. “Katsuki,” you oblige with a huff and a pout. “We have a problem.”

“Yes?” Bakugou asks, raising a brow your way as he lowers the weight’s he’d been lifting.

“The girls are onto us!”

Bakugou just stares down at you. “What does that mean?”

Exasperated at his obliviousness, you huff, stretching your hands out before you for emphasis as you stare up at him, wide-eyed. “They know I’ve been disappearing after class a lot. I tried to tell them I was training, which I guess we usually are but Jirou caught on to that being a lie too and now they’re onto us!”

Bakugou just blinks. “But what do you mean onto us?”

You let out a cry; “Katsuki! They’re gonna know we’re soulmates!”

“So?”

Pressing a hand to your face, you can’t believe your situation. Not only were the girls onto you, they knew you were lying, which made you feel awful and if they found out that you’d been spending all your time with Bakugou… well that was bound to bring up more questions. Questions you wouldn’t be able to avoid. Questions that would ultimately lead to them finding out Bakugou was your soulmate.

A hand gently reaches for your wrists, pulling your hands away from your face as Bakugou crouches to meet your eyes directly. 

“Why is it such a big deal?” He asks gently, an odd tone that you’re still not used to hearing from Bakugou yet. His face remains neutral but there’s patience lingering in his eyes as he waits for you to explain why you’re so upset.

And you do. Your lips part and the words are at the tip of your tongue until, suddenly, you can’t say anything.

Nothing leaves your lips.

“Y/N?”

“I…—”

“You don’t want them to know?”

Blinking, you bite your lip. “It’s not that, it’s just…” But again, you can’t find the words.

“You don’t trust them?”

“Of course I do,” you argue instantly, “they’re my best friends.”

“Okay…” he says slowly, and then his face twists, “are you… embarrassed of me?”

Meeting his gaze, you frown. “...No,” you whisper, and you mean the words.

“Then what’s the problem?”

“I…” Shoulders falling, you frown. “Nothing… I guess.”

“So,” he says, “let them find out!”

Sputtering, you lean back; “it’s not like you’ve told Kirishima or any of the other guys!”

“It’s none of their business,” Bakugou shrugs, letting go of your wrists to set his hand on your head. “But if it makes you feel better, I'll tell them.”

You find yourself silent with disbelief once again, Bakugou’s words echoing in your mind paired with the look in his eyes. Just staring down at you.

Looking at you.

Like you’re his whole world.

-

“I’m sorry.”

They blink at you.

“I’m sorry about running away yesterday.”

Another blink.

“And I'm sorry I’ve been lying to you guys for the past few weeks.”

Slowly, all the girls glance at each other, trying to gauge the situation, before Uraraka is the first to speak up.

“It’s okay,” she assures with a smile, setting her hand on your shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. “We appreciate you apologizing. We were just worried.”

“We wanna make sure you’re okay,” Jirou adds, smiling shyly at you. 

You take a look at all of their faces, seeing the sincerity staring back at you, before settling on Mina who still has a hint of hurt in her eyes but there’s also hope.

Well, here goes nothing.

“Bakugou’s my soulmate.”

Silence echoes, once again, before.

“What?”

“I knew it!”

“Bakugou!?”

There’s a mix of words, gasps of disbelief and shouts of question thrown out at you as all the girls rush towards you, swarming you, desperate for answers.

You laugh a little at their reaction, and that catches their attention.

“Y/N?” Mina asks, confused.

“I’ve been sneaking off to see him,” you explain to her, meeting her gaze, before letting your gaze drift. “I didn’t say anything because I’m still adjusting to it myself and I still don’t know how to feel about it. But I realized it isn’t fair to lie to you guys like that and that I want you guys to know because you matter so much to me.”

“Y/N…” Uraraka mumbles, tears welling in her eyes.

Her expression mimics many of the other girls before suddenly there’s a body slamming against your own, arms wrapping tightly around your waist as you stumble back, trying to catch your footing.

“Oh. My. God!” Mina screams, you wincing at the sheer volume, as she pulls back, grinning brightly at you. “You have to tell us everything!”

-

The next morning, you’re sitting at the island in the kitchen eating breakfast, chatting to Mina, Jirou and Kirishima. The rest of the students trickle by, some making breakfast, some in the living room, all in their own conversations, until suddenly it all stops.

It takes you a moment to realize Kirishima, Mina and Jirou are no longer listening to you, head turned to their right and following their gaze, curious, you blink when you realize it’s Bakugou they’re staring at. It’s not like he’s doing anything particularly odd, nothing except for the fact that his gaze is directed on you and he’s heading straight for you and then suddenly, he’s right in front of you.

His gaze drifts from you, to your plate, back to you; “who made you that?”

“Nobody,” you say slowly, still stunned. “I made it.”

He’s grabbing the plate before you can say anything else, pressing a kiss to your forehead that has your cheeks burning before turning and making his way to the fridge.

“I’ll make you something better,” is all he says in explanation.

Your gaze slowly drifts from him to Mina and Jirou who are grinning widely at you, before there’s the shout of;

“Did Bakubro just kiss Y/N?!”

“And offer to make her breakfast!”

“Wait,” Kirishima suddenly calls after Sero and Denki, turning to Mina and Jirou, “why are two grinning!?”

“All the girls are!” Deku exclaims, pointing at Uraraka and Froppy in front of him.

“You guys knew?”

“Of course,” Mina grins, sending a wink Kirishima’s way before shrugging. “Isn’t that right, Bakugou? You and Y/N are soulmates!”

Everyone expects him to ignore her or tell her to shut up, but instead, he pauses in what he’d been doing (cracking an egg for you), turning his head over his shoulders to meet your gaze before smirking. 

“That’s right.”

And chaos follows.

Utter and complete chaos.

[steddiealltheway]

Eddie and Nancy start talking to each other as a result of the fruity four hanging out together. It’s not that Robin and Steve are excluding them or anything, but sometimes they’re just on a different level with their weird platonic soulmates psychic communication whatever they call it. Anyways, Eddie and Nancy bond over the weirdness of it, but quickly become good friends.

Like good friends. Eddie is at the point where he thinks he can call Nancy his best friend - sorry Gareth you’re like second in command best friend. Sure, they’re a strange mix, but she’s been there for him even after he came out to her. Shortly after, she had revealed that she thought she might have feelings for Robin, and Eddie was absolutely ecstatic and encouraged her to go after her.

See, Eddie is determined not to lose Nancy as a friend. Because what they have is pretty close to what Steve and Robin have which is really saying something. Plus, Nancy is just a good person, so Eddie would never do anything to hurt her. Which is exactly why the only thing he will never tell her is how strong his feelings are for Steve Harrington.

One of the number one rules is to not date your friend’s ex - especially your best friend’s ex. At least, that’s one of the things Eddie got from the cheesy films that he and Nancy love to watch. But he vows to never ever make a move on Steve, and of course Steve will never make a move on him first.

So, Eddie sees nothing wrong with watching a second movie with Steve after Robin and Nancy have left. In fact, Nancy encouraged him to stay with a knowing smile, and if he didn’t know any better, that smile would mean that he should make a move. But there’s no way. Even though Nancy has feelings for Robin - and looks to be on her way to dating her soon - Eddie will not date her ex - well, attempt to date her ex.

And yes, maybe Robin got permission from Steve to date his ex, but that’s because Steve is just the kind of guy who would never sacrifice Robin’s happiness for his own. Nancy is probably the same way, but that just seems like it’ll leave a bitter trail of resentment.

So Eddie tries not to lean into Steve’s touch in the slightest even when he scoots over and drapes an arm over the back of the couch. He’s entirely on edge through the first few minutes of the movie, and then it becomes worse when he realizes Steve is staring at him. Eddie glances over to ask him if he has something on his face when Steve starts to lean in - eyes locked on Eddie’s lips.

Eddie scrambles back until he’s on the end of the couch. “What are you doing?” Eddie asks, breathing heavily as his heart races.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Steve asks with all the Harrington charm that would make Eddie swoon if he wasn’t so terrified.

“You… you can’t do that,” Eddie says as Steve scoots in closer.

He looks over him then stops. “Hey, if I read things wrong, then I’m so sorry. I’ll let it go. But I really thought you liked me,” Steve says eyebrows pinched together.

Eddie sighs. “Is it that obvious?” Then he freezes as he realizes his grave mistake. He should’ve just taken the bait and said he didn’t like him. Shit. What will Nancy think when she finds out?

Then Steve is smiling again and making his way to Eddie’s end of the couch. He flirts, “If you like me, and I like you. Then, I think there’s a pretty simple solution to those feelings.”

Eddie quickly gets off the couch and backs up until his back is against some wall. “Steve, we can’t do this.”

“Why not?” Steve asks with his head cocked to the side looking entirely confused and adorable.

“Because Nancy!” Eddie explains because it’s clear as day that there’s no way this would work since she’s his best friend.

Steve looks even more confused as he stays sitting on the couch. “I’m not dating Nancy, Eddie. And I don’t like her anymore if that’s what you’re trying to imply.”

Eddie takes a deep breath. “I can’t date my best friend’s ex,” he says firmly.

For some reason, this has Steve standing up and making his way to him with a smile. “You’re concerned about hurting Nancy?” Eddie nods because yeah of course he is. Then Steve is getting up in his personal space again and leaning in. “And what if I told you Nancy encouraged me to make a move on you?”

“What?” Eddie splutters out. There’s no way. He hadn’t even told her about his feelings.

Steve’s flirtatious grin disappears as he looks into Eddie’s eyes. “Eddie, I’m serious. I told Nancy about the way I felt, and she told me to do something about it because you definitely felt the same.”

“I didn’t even tell her,” Eddie argues. And Steve finally pulls away. Then, he grabs Eddie’s hand and tugs him into following him. Before Eddie knows it, Steve has a phone in his hand as he dials a number.

“Hey. Yeah, it’s me… Everything is okay here, don’t worry… Yes, I made a move… And Eddie here is refusing all of my advances because he’s afraid to hurt you… of course.” Steve holds out the phone to him. “Nancy wants to talk to you.”

Eddie reluctantly takes the phone. “Hello?”

“Edward Munson, you better kiss Steve right this instant.”

Eddie’s mouth gapes and then he’s firing back, “Nancy Wheeler, I refuse to date your ex because that’s one of the number one rules of what not to do to your best friend.”

There’s a pause on the other line. “What in the world are you talking about?”

Eddie’s hand goes flying up. “In all those movies the girl is backstabbed by a friend who dates her ex and that ruins the whole friendship! I’m not doing that to you!”

There’s a sigh and then Nancy says, “Eddie. Please tell me you’re not basing our friendship off crappy drama movies.” Eddie pauses as he thinks back to all the advice he’s taken from them. There’s a soft, “Oh my god,” on the other line as Eddie twists the phone cord up in his hand. “Okay, okay. Hear me out. Using those movies as example, you know what every one one of those have in common?”

“No,” Eddie admits quietly.

“The girl never gives the other friend permission, and if she does, she certainly doesn’t encourage her ex to act on it as well! Plus, the girls in all those movies are kind of bitches, and I would like to think we don’t stoop as low as they do.”

Eddie takes a breath and quickly asks, “Nancy Wheeler, please tell me you will not hate me forever if I date your ex.”

“I will hate you forever if you don’t date Steve. Eddie, you’ve been pining after him for months!”

“But don’t you think that will lead to some kind of resentment on your part?” Eddie reasons.

There’s a pause on the other line. “The only resentment will come from you because I’m entirely over Steve, and I want both of you to be happy. Plus… I’m pretty content with Robin right now.”

Eddie smiles as he eggs her on, “Pretty content you say?”

There’s a laugh on the other line before Nancy says, “We’ll talk about this later. But right now you better kiss him. He’s been pining after you for some time too, but I never told you that!”

“I love you,” Eddie says sincerely.

Nancy voice softens. “I love you, too. Now get your damn man.” She hangs up and Eddie carefully puts the phone back on the receiver. He turns to find Steve no longer near him. He wanders back to the living room where Steve sits on the couch, foot tapping quickly as he stares off into space looking so concerned that it’s actually endearing.

“Steve?”

Steve’s head snaps to the side as Eddie gets closer to him. “Yeah?” He asks sounding endlessly hopeful.

Eddie leans down and asks, “Is that kiss still an option or…”

Steve takes a moment to process, but then he’s breaking out into the biggest smile as he replies, “Yes, it’s still an option.”

So, Eddie finally leans in and kisses Steve.

He’s going to have a lot to tell Nancy later, including a solid thank you.

[mrs-barnes-rogers-writes]

Pretty As A Picture - Chapter 4

Marvel

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes

Theme: Soulmates - Feeling the connection as soon as you see each other.

Summary: When Bucky fell from the train, their soulmate was told he was gone. When Steve Rogers disappeared into the ice, their soulmate was again told one of her soulmates were gone. But she didn't believe it. Couldn't believe it. Committed to a mental health institute, she dies of a broken heart. That's at least what the hidden S.H.I.E.LD files say, but if that's the case than why is there a photo of her. A photo that shows her side by side two redhaired Avengers.

Warnings will be per chapter.

For this fic reader will be British, but let your imagination replace if needed.

Chapter Summary: The team try to piece together everything together and Steve needs answers.

Chapter Warning: Sad Steve, sad Bucky, talk of death mental illness, electric shock treatment, and attempted sexual violence (not in detail).

The ringing of an incoming call, allowed Nat a moment’s reprieve.

“It’s Clint, I made him aware. Thought he should be part of this. He is part of our family after all.” Tony spoke, looking at Steve for permission to connect the call. Steve nodded and Tony answered tapping his phone to share the projection of Clint and Laura, the latter holding baby Nathaniel.

“Please tell me this is some weird prank.” Clint went first.

“You think we’d joke about something like this?” Steve snapped.

“No, of course not.” Laura replied, elbowing Clint, “but I think I speak for both of us when I say, what the fuck you guys.”

A little voice in the background shouted ‘language’ but didn’t get the usual laughter.

“Romanoff I don’t want to have to ask you again. Start talking.”

“I met her when she worked for British Intelligence. Clint introduced us.”

“So you knew her first?” Sam asked, directly his question at Clint on the screen.

“I did. She was an analyst initially, one of the best, if not the best. Still is.”

“So, she’s British?” Asked Rhodey.

“She is.” Answered Nat.

“Was she then?” Rhodey asked Steve and he nodded his reply.

“Man, what type of dumb question is that? You can’t change nationalities.” Sam asked.

“Actually Samuel, you can, not your birth place of course but when residing….”

“Vis not now.” Wanda said.

Pepper decided at this moment to take a handle of things as she watched Steve’s annoyance grow.

“Why don’t we go one at a time? Clint, so you met her first?”

“Yeah, initially just over comms, as part of the partnership between the different agencies but it was clear early on how good she was. The last mission Laura did, we, well we found out on the mission that Laura was pregnant. We were chasing some arms dealer in Greece that had decided to start manufacturing chemicals to control people.  Masses of people. We ran into some trouble. The extraction team were too far out and we were in pretty deep. I thought ‘this is it’, I’d taken my soulmate and my unborn child into a death trap, and then the sprinklers came on, and some 90s boy band starts coming out the speakers of the warehouse. It gave us a hint of time, just seconds to get the upper hand. We stole one of the ingredients so they couldn’t manufacture it and ran. A mile down the road there’s a pay phone ringing. It’s her. Telling us the S.H.I.E.L.D analysts were ‘shockingly shit’ and she’d dialled in and taken over. She directed us to a drain, told us the route to take. When we came up at the exit point, the SAS was there to extract us.”

“Holy shit. I don’t think I know anyone who can just call up the SAS like that, not even their own, not even us.” Sam added.

“She can, she’s got them wrapped around her finger I swear.” Clint said.

“Well, that’ll be guilt.” Nat muttered.

“What did you say?” Sam asked.

“She said something about guilt.” Bucky said, suddenly speaking up.

“Nat it’s not your place to tell them.” Clint stated firmly.

“Tell us what Romanoff?” Pushed Steve.

Pepper decided to refocus the conversation again.

“Laura, have you met her?”

“I have. She’s godmother to our children. Same as Natasha. She’s our soul sister.”

Steve huffed and leaned back in his chair.

“Nat?” Pushed Pepper.

“I met her over comms the same as they did to start with, Clint introduced us over a video call and then Fury sent me to recruit her.”

“For the Avengers?” Asked Steve.

“Not right away. S.H.I.E.L.D, then the Avengers. First as an analyst, then an agent.”

“I’m taking her lack of presence means she politely declined?” Quipped Tony.

“Not exactly.” Looking around at everyone’s confused faces Nat continued “it wasn’t exactly polite, she told me to fuck off.”

There was a rumble of light laughter.

“Hang on, hang on, she knew who you were?” Rhodey asked trying not to laugh, “she knew you were Natasha Romanoff, former assassin, Black Widow, and the British analyst, she told you to fuck off?”

“Yes Rhodey, she told me to fuck off.”

More amusement passed through the group. Then Laura’s voice.

“Tell them exactly what she said.”

Nat sighed.

“Fine. She said ‘I already told Fury and Barton no, and now I’m going to tell you Romanoff, no, a big fat fucking no, now get your Russian, double agent ass off my desk and fuck right off.’ She also had me escorted out of the building and had 001 revoke my access given to me under the partnership.”

"I like her already."

"Hush Tony."

Steve and Bucky exchanged a look. It definitely sounded like their girl but it also didn’t explain their soulmate being there now.

Bucky was next to speak. His voice still sounding a little broken.

“Was she, erm, like us? Is she like us? Was she frozen?”

“Buck we know she wasn’t, Peggy identified her.” he replied, tapping the file.

“What is this? May I look at this?” Asked Tony.

Steve nodded.

“Do you remember the liaison meetings around the time of the First Accords? A member of each agency was there?” The team nodded. “Well after Peggy’s estate was settled, one the British guys pushed that into my hand and left. It’s all about her, her background info, her career and what happened after us.”

“What happened?” Vision asked.

“Oh god.” Peppers voice interrupted. “Sorry I just.”

She pointed down and Steve could see she was reading the medical papers from when their soulmate was sectioned.

“She was institutionalised. Although the British call it sectioned. She was really insistent that we were both still alive. Kicked up quite a fuss. They had her sedated and shipped back home and put in a mental hospital.”

“They shouldn’t have done that Steve, they should have sent her to Ma like it said in our papers.” Bucky snapped tearfully.

“I know Buck. That’s why Peggy did what she did.”

“What did Agent Carter do exactly?” Asked Vision.

“She tried to get a guardianship.” Tony answered looking at the papers. “Wait, Dad’s name is here.”

“They both did. Your Dad and Peggy, but it was too late. She’d passed before.”

“Because of what they did to her?” Pepper asked.

“What do you mean? What they did to her?” Asked Bruce, finally breaking his silence. Tony glanced up at Steve.

“Can he see this?”

Steve clenched his jaw.

“It might help, that’s all, give us an idea of if she could have survived that.”

“She didn’t but fine.” Steve said through gritted teeth.

The file was passed down to Bruce, whose brow furrowed the moment he opened it.

“Jesus Christ.”

The room stayed silent as Bruce read through the file.

“I’m sorry Steve, Bucky, electric shock treatment of that amount, along with what they gave her, and the Broken Heart Syndrome. It’s unlikely she could have survived that.”

“She didn’t. The next piece of paper is signed by Peggy and Howard. Peggy identified her and registered her death. Howard paid for her funeral.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Tony asked, disappointed in his tone.

“I was going to and then everything else happened. I was going to tell you and ask if you’d help me find the grave.”

“But there isn’t one right? I looked, there was nothing and that’s because she’s alive?” Asked Sam. Steve shook his head.

“May I add something Captain Rogers?” Asked Vision “I believe it may help the others understanding.”

Steve frowned but nodded.

“When Agents and Analyst, anyone above a a certain category joins an intelligence agency they under go testing and that now includes DNA and genetics, along with regular retesting. It would have raised concerns had she have been the age of Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes and her identity would have been revealed or at least have led her to S.H.I.E.L.D for investigation not recruitment.”

Tony and Bruce both nodded in agreement.

“Captain Rogers what was the purpose of light implications that Peggy was your soulmate?”

Steve went to speak but was interrupted by Bucky.

“I hated that by the way and so did she.”

“I know Buck but we had to keep her safe.” Steve paused for a moment before continuing, “I found her right before I went looking for Buck. Peggy said we needed two things, a plane and route in. Howard got the plane and our soulmate was the map girl. I felt it the moment I saw her. My luck never was the best and then I find her and it’s in a war zone, I’m about to go on a suicide mission to find my best friend. Our eyes met and I was falling over my feet like the little kid in Brooklyn.”

“He actually did fall over his own damn feet. Our girl had to help him up off the floor.”

The team laughed softly.

“It’s true, that gave your Dad and Peg some laughs.” He said to Tony.

“Tell them the rest.” Bucky smirked.

“I kissed her, practically threw myself at her and kissed her. She was not amused, she was pretty pissed.”

“What was it she said ‘you yanks are all the bloody same’.”

Steve smiled, “Something like that, she pushed me off, told me off and shoved a pair of maps into my hands. Buck met her when he came back to base.”

“I didn’t throw myself at her, as hard as it was not to, and at least brought her a drink first.”

Steve smiled again as Bucky shared his memory before starting again.

“It’s not documented anywhere but when we were out on a mission there was an attack back at the base, a small group of energy agents had snuck in on a delivery truck. One of them went into what we called the War Room, trying to see the plans. Well, that’s what Phillips' first thought. Our girl was in there with another agent who was shot and killed. She got into a scuffle with the enemy agent and disarmed him but he didn’t stop and he tried to hurt her, in the worst way possible. Buck had slipped a pocket knife into her stocking before we left and she used it. Peggy burst in and finished the job. When they searched his body, there was a photo, albeit a bad one but a photo and a description of her. They hadn’t just come to see our plans, they’d come for her.”

“That’s why everything was deleted?” Nat stated, “Why I couldn't find anything, pictures, film, newsreels, all of it?”

Steve nodded. “Peggy pointed out she was safer with us than back home, we had no idea who knew about her. Every single one of those agents had a damn picture of her.”

“Peg made some calls, she knew someone at the BBC, Pathe News, some had lost soulmates in the war, so they clipped every image of her out.” Bucky added.

“So the photograph in your compass? Of Agent Carter? It was a diversion tactic?” Asked Vision.

Steve nodded, smile now gone. Sam still confused asked questions.

“OK, I need to piece this together out loud for a second and you know I’ve got your backs right? But for the non science bros, or super intelligent creations, no offence”

Replies of “non taken” echoed round the room.

“You said Peggy identified her, after she’d passed, Howard paid for the funeral, so they hid her really damn well for seventy years or this ain’t your girl. Like Vis said someone would have flagged her age.”

“It’s her!” Bucky snapped.

“Buck.”

“I’m trying to be the voice of reason here, make sense of it all. Are you sure that’s her?” Sam asked pointing at the pictures Buck still held. “You said yourself, she was deleted from everything, you don’t have a point of reference, a photo. You’ve been through some shit, you’ve been froze. Also, there's no point of reference for any of us either, with everything gone, we've all tried to look. I'm just saying you’ve been through a lot. Maybe the memory is blurred.”

It was at this point Bucky lost it.

“I remember everything!” He cried out “I remember her, I remember my Ma, my sisters, everything, all the god damn awful fucking things I’ve done, that they made me do. Shuri pieced it altogether and the good things, the good memories, her, the memory of her is what gets me through, when I can’t do it, when I can barely breathe.”

“Buck take a breath.”

“Just show them Steve, they’re looking at me like I’m damn crazy, about to ship me back to Wakanda! Show them.”

Steve rose from his seat and pulled out his compass. A compass that had been seen on newsreels, in newspapers and in history books. He slowly opened it and carefully removed the picture of Peggy. Hidden behind the S.H.I.E.L.D founder was their soulmate.

Faded and a little rough round the ages but the others could now see it clearly for themselves as Steve set the compass down displaying the photograph. Bucky reluctantly placed those from Wanda beside it.

It was the same person. You. Soul sister to the Bartons, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner and most recently, Wanda Maximoff, were in both pictures.

And you were Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes soulmate and you were alive.

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[that-writing-raccoon]

MEET CHAOTIC PROMPTS

Alright, kids, listen up.

We’re all suckers for a good meet-cute. Don’t even try to lie to me. Like, yeah, they’re cliché, but, if done well, it can be really cute, hence the name.

Meet-uglies on the other hand can be super funny, and they almost always lead to enemies-to-lovers or rivals-to-lovers, even if just for a hot second. They’re great, too.

But here’s the thing:

I want more meet-chaotics. Not meet-cutes, not meet-uglies, meet-chaotics.

What do I mean by this?

Well, you know how crazy life can be sometimes? How wack shit happens, it makes a good story to tell your friends, and it makes you low-key question reality for a second? Yeah. Meet-chaotics are like that. How you met is just so weird and chaotic that it was a bonding experience.

Here are some prompts/concepts so you understand what I’m getting at:

“Normal”/Humor:

��“I’m an uber driver dropping off my last customer, and you and your friends(?) just jumped into my backseat right as they got out and yelled a variety of ‘DRIVE! FUCKING DRIVE!’ and ‘FLOOR IT!’ There are flashing lights behind me, but I panicked and stepped on the gas, and now you’re trying to assure me that it’s not what it looks like, but I’m too busy worrying that I’m a wanted criminal now.” 

Bonus points for found family and/or polyamory!

“I’ve had a really bad day, and it started to rain, so, because I’m dramatic, I blasted my ‘*insert playlist name here*’ and lied down on my sidewalk/lawn/driveway facing the sky, and you just drove by, backed up, and ran out to join me as ‘Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol was playing. I have never met you before, but I’m pretty sure we’ve bonded and might be soulmates.” (Yes, I got this idea from a TikTok. What of it?).

“I was walking my dog at the park when he got off his leash, and now I’m running after him through the park calling his name and yelling to ‘GET THAT DOG!’ You’re having a barbecue/family reunion/birthday party, and my dog sprints towards you, knocks someone over, and begins eating your food. You see me sprinting towards you and trying to catch my dog, but he’s faster, so now we’re both chasing my dog, and I may or may not be swearing words that’d make a sailor blush. Eventually, one of us or a random stranger catches him, and we finally stop, and, hey, sorry about that, but, wazow! You’re pretty cute.” 

Bonus points for anyone vaulting over a table or something.

“We’re on our way to class, and I just witnessed you run past me down the stairs holding a bunch of books, trip, roll down two flights, and roll to your feet and keep running like nothing happened. And, like, we didn’t talk, and I don’t think you noticed me, but now I can’t help thinking of you. Like, that was impressive, but are you okay?”

“We’re at a house party, and it’s gotten pretty wild. Music is blasting from the speakers, people are dancing on tables, stuff is breaking, etc. Suddenly, the music shuts off, and someone yells, “POLICE!” and everyone s c a t t e r s. It’s pure chaos. I trip while running outside and curl up in a ball to not get trampled, but then a hand reaches down and pulls me up, it’s you, and we run off together still holding hands. Who are you, again?”

Bonus points if this goes back to the uber driver prompt. 

Bonus bonus points if this couple is coming from the same place as the folks from the first prompt, so it’s same universe, but they’re completely different people having their own meet-chaotics running from the police ‘cause they were at the same party.

Could be any illegal/big crowd scenario. A concert, a protest, etc. 

Sci-Fi:

“We live in a world where superheroes exist. One day, I’m minding my own business in my own apartment when you, *insert superhero name here,* crash through my wall while I’m just lounging on the couch, mug of coffee/preferred drink to my lips, feet up on my coffee table, and laptop open on my lap. We stare at each other. You get up, apologize, and fly off through the hole in the wall. Little do I know, you feel bad about the whole thing and decide to try making it up to me, except every thing you try just descends us more and more into chaos.”

Bonus points if this ends up being enemies to lovers, seeing as the protagonist, Character A, would probably be hella bitter about not having the specific superhero insurance needed to fix their wall. 

Bonus bonus points if Superhero has to save A from x during one of their attempts to fix the situation. 

“It’s the zombie apocalypse. I’ve set up camp in a (mostly) abandoned town, scavenging to survive. One day, there’s an unusual amount of zombies in the road. Panicked, I start to climb something. When I’m about halfway up, I hear a weird noise, and look down just in time to see you and your friend whizzing by on a shopping cart down the incline- you in the basket and your friend riding on the back. You’re screaming/yelling and swinging a bat around. The zombies are too slow and uncoordinated to catch up with you. At the last second, you look up at me and we make eye-contact mid-me making at wtf face. It’s such a stupid strategy that I’m low key in love.”

“It’s an alien invasion. We’re all running and screaming for our lives. Suddenly, there’s a spot light, and you start being pulled up into a ship. You panic and grab something. For some unknown, ungodly reason, I try to help you. It goes as well as it sounds. Cue us both getting beamed up while holding on to each other for dear life.”

“We’re on a spaceship. There are so many people on board that it’s impossible to truly know or recognize anyone. I’m working or reading or what have you, when I so happened to glance up at my porthole/window, just in time to see you, who’d been fixing something on the outside of the ship, floating away and doing some space gymnastics with your lead and etc., and swimming, to get back to the ship. I do what anyone responsible would do and sprint off to the docks to get you back safe inside.”

Bonus if Floating Person is just doing the absolute most ridiculous things to make it back.

I have more, but I feel like this post is long enough. But yeah. Something something meeting someone in the most chaotic, stupid, and unhinged way gets to me. Like, we’ve all have shared moments with a stranger because we both witnessed something or been involved in something dumb or crazy. And usually it’s like, eye-contact or brief, awkward commentary, then at the end of the day you go home and it’s just a funny story that only you guys experienced. Something about it just speaks to me.

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Good morning! I was wondering if we could see Dennis's reaction to wifey telling him she was pregnant. 🤍

Good afternoon, Nonnie!!! I love looking into how Wifey told Dennis she was pregnant. Then I thought about another little moment. And out popped these thoughts:

you and Dennis are only together for about four months before his sperm and your egg become best friends

in June, you and Dennis begin seeing each other

at the neighborhood Halloween party, Mrs. Johnson points out your gigantic boobies and asks about your obvious (only to her as Dennis had no idea) pregnancy

during your gynecological appointment, the ultrasound technician shows you the little growing peanut in your belly

your first thought is fear that you weren’t ready to be a Mom yet

your second thought is that you must call Dennis

he rushes to the office, no doubt speeding across town to get to you because the only thing you told him this morning was that you had a doctor’s appointment, and now you need him to come to the office

ok, on further reflection, you can see how he could be already panicking

but when he is ushered into the room, he sees you on the exam table and rushes to your side

he immediately asks if you are okay, then asks what the doctor said after taking your hand in his

within the span of three seconds, you figure you would have had something prepared to say, but nope

you just end up blurting out, “I’m pregnant.”

you search his face for any sign of negative emotion

but you don’t find it

he only smiles teary-eyed, asking you to say it again

“I’m pregnant, Dennis.”

he studies your face, looking for any signs of how you feel

“I want to keep it.” “Will you marry me?”

you both speak at the same time, giggling at each other with tears in both of your eyes

“I want to raise this baby with you, sweetheart. I had planned out something a little better, but something told me to bring this with me.”

he fishes for something in his pocket, kneeling in front of you as you sit on the exam table, presenting the open blue velvet box to you

“I promise to make you happy with everything in me if you’ll have me, sweetheart.”

blame the hormones, but you just melt into a puddle of tears in front of this man as he proposes to you

Dennis is up off the floor in seconds, wrapping you in his arms as he kissing the top of your head

you try to speak but the words are muffled into his shirt

“What was that, sweetheart?”

“You can’t be this perfect; I just told you I’m pregnant, and we haven’t even been together for half a year. Then you propose? I can’t be that lucky.”

“Lucky, huh? Try being in an abusive marriage and having it fall apart, only to meet your soulmate two doors down. And having her love me back? Now, she’s having my baby. I’m the luckiest man in the world. Well, I will be. Once she says she’ll marry me?”

“Of course I’ll marry you, you goober.”

he wipes away your tears before taking out the ring and placing it on your finger

the nurse takes that moment to knock on the door and come back in

she sees you crying happy tears and Dennis holding your newly-adorned hand, putting her hand over her heart

“Oh my goodness, you two are so cute. I have your ultrasound pictures. When you’re ready, come out to the checkout window, and we can schedule your check-ups.”

she gives Dennis the small black-and-white photos, and he smiles down at the little blob

while you get redressed, you turn to Dennis and watch a tear fall as he puts the images in his pocket

you schedule your next appointment with the receptionist, and Dennis records it in his calendar as well, vowing to be there for every appointment

after that, he is careful with you as he helps you into the car as if you were a delicate piece of glassware

it gives you a peek into your future a bit, seeing what kind of dad he will be

OMG, this has been the cutest little peek into your life with Dennis. I swear, I feel like I created him in a lab like Weird Science. I love this man so much. I hope you enjoyed this little headcanon!!

[pamgkrthwrites]

Touched : Chapter 4 : Awkwardness

Warning, the following content is for an 18+ audience. If you are under the age of 18 do not read the content below. The following content has themes such as; Awkward Situations, Possible 2nd Hand Embarrassment, Possesiveness, Stalkish Like Behaviour, and others. The character(s) depicted within this post are over the age of 20. (This list may get updated with each new Chapter Update)

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Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Bakugou x F!Reader

Themes: Soulmates, Porn with Plot (This list may get updated with each new chapter update)

Summary: Y/N sets some boundaries for herself and for Bakugou.

Word Count: 3488

Tag List: @tjmaxx556 @cosmicbreathe @lavender99 @optimisticprime3 @dreamcastgirl99 @kenmakai @emmab3mma (Sorry if I have gotten any tags wrong)

A/N: Shout out to Beta Reader Ribbon for being the only beta reader this week. We gave Huntress a break because they do not like Bakugou and yet I force her to read these fics LMFAO. I've come back after a big test and I want to die. This chapter is a bit of a slower one as it's more housekeeping if anything.

When Bakugou said he was going to leave early in the morning, you didn’t think he’d leave at 3 a.m.

Your eyes opened once your body could no longer feel the warmth in the bed. Your eyes landed on Bakugou’s back, seeing old scars from being stabbed through his chest and the scars you gave him the night before.

His perfectly muscular back was soon covered by his shirt, forging the pout on your face and a sad whine.

He looked over his shoulder upon hearing your whine and chuckled. He turned and leaned down to you and kissed your cheek. “Sorry princess, I need to make sure I am ready for work today. I’ll see you then, okay?”

Though you whined, you nodded your head. Bakugou gave you another kiss, though it was longer and sweeter as if he didn’t want to leave either.

He pulled away though, leaving you to watch him leave your room and hear him close the front door behind him.

You grabbed the pillow he had laid on and cuddled it closely to you, breathing in his scent. Your brain felt fuzzy from just being woken up and also the feeling of being addicted to your soulmate already.

You reached out of your bed and grabbed your phone from a pile of clothing so you could put it on charge, but you quickly noticed you had two message notification files. One from your mother asking how you were, and one from him.

Minato Kusumoto (2) Missed Calls Missing my calls? You busy or something? Is it true you are working at Best Jeanist’s Agency?  That Saitou chick from the social media department found out this morning Call me once you are free, k?

You mentally cringed. Maybe it was because you were still in the after-glow after fucking your soulmate, but Minato just felt creepy to you now. You dumped him and yet he was still trying and reaching for your attention.

At least he wasn’t calling you by that pet name.

You clicked on his profile and pressed the blocked button, sighing in relief. 

Maybe you’ll regret this later when you come back down to your normal self, but in this moment it felt right. It felt so perfectly right.

You opened up your texts with your mother, smiling with glee as you typed.

You Sorry for the late reply. I met my soulmate.

You put your phone down as you plug it into its charger before lying on your back.

You couldn’t stop smiling.

“You can’t just drop that on someone at 3 a.m., Y/N!” Your mother shouted at your mother over the phone.

You had been woken up by your mother calling you. It did force you to get up, have a shower and get ready for work, but it wasn’t a nice way to wake up.

You locked your front door, your bag hanging off your elbow as you held the phone to your ear.

You sighed. “I just thought you’d like to know, mama. Next time I won’t tell you when I meet up with my soulmate.”

You snickered to yourself when you heard a weird construction of noises coming from your mother’s end of the call. 

“I have to get going now, mama.” You informed her as you bounced down the stairs. “I have to get to work now.”

“Can you just tell me who it is?” Your mother begged. “At least tell me what he looks like.”

“I met him at work and he is tall.”

“That doesn’t give me anything, Y/N!”

You laughed. “Bye mama!”

You hung up on your mother before making your way to work.

You were going to be yelled at later for that but who cares.

Thankfully, Bakugou was busy most of the day. Off doing his job while you did his. You found a way to schedule Bakugou for only one interview for a month. Sooner or later though you knew the journalists were going to figure out what the plan was and try their best to get Bakugou ticked.

They seemed to love that.

The main thing that kept piling up though was the incident reports coming in. Bakugou hadn’t made an appearance in the office yet and it was 2pm, and yep you were getting new paperwork to file every 10 to 15 minutes because of how much he was doing. From what you heard from some of the other secretaries, it was something he learned during his first year at UA in a Work Study Problem and he wasn’t eager to let it go.

It did mean that the large amount of paperwork coming in was mostly Bakugou’s cases, and because he hadn’t come into the office, you were the one ending up doing all the paperwork. You had to have the news radio playing on all the time just so you knew where his whereabouts were and take some guesses about what incident happened where, when, with whom and what happened.

You had a feeling in your gut that he was coming in soon. No new paperwork had come in for 20 minutes and he hadn’t been mentioned on the radio for 25 minutes. You could tell though he was taking your suggestions from the day before into consideration, actively avoiding the media from what you could tell.

You heard some noise from outside of your office, hearing some heavy footsteps walking closer and closer to your office. You then started to hear an almost whiney voice following the harsh footsteps.

It wasn’t long until you saw Bakugou’s figure walk past the door with two figures walking behind him. They were talking in a line like ducklings. 

You could hear them walk into Bakugou’s office and you could hear them talk about something, but their words were mumbled because of the soundproofing on Bakugou’s office walls.

Considering how one of the figures looked to be made out of red, you were going to go out on a wild limb and assume it was Red Riot. The media made it out like they were close friends, even doing cross merch collabs even if they were in different agencies.

Suddenly the door connecting your offices opened and you saw Bakugou’s face poked through.

“Where are the reports?” He asked, his mask was around his neck this time and his skin shined with sweat.

“The three on your desk are the only ones I couldn’t do because of limited information. The rest are already finished.” You answered him.

Bakugou’s brow went into a line. “Really?”

You noticed two heads behind him looking at you. You seemed to be right on the money about one of the figures being Red Riot, but the second seemed to be Charge Bolt.

Bakugou made a sound with his mouth before turning back into his office and closing the door behind him.

“Is that your new secretary ?” Kirishima asked Bakugou, watching Bakugou walk over and sit at his desk.

“She’s rather cute,” Kaminari said with a flirtatious smile on his face. “Is she single-“

“Shut up Dunce Face.” Bakugou glared at Kaminari before looking at your handwriting on the half-filled-out paperwork.

Your handwriting was really neat…

Kirishima and Kaminari exchanged a look before Kirishima started speaking. “So now that you have met your soulmate, when do we get to meet them?”

“Hopefully never if I have anything to say about it.” Bakugou grunted, his eyes not leaving the paperwork.

Kaminari leaned over the table. “You want them all to yourself after everything? Wouldn’t blame ya. If she caught a glimpse of-”

“Kam don’t.” Kirishima warned.

Bakugou glared up at Kaminari, his upper lip snarling up.

It had been like this all day for the two friends. Bakugou seemed to be on edge after meeting his soulmate. The two worried that maybe their first meeting didn’t go well, but Bakugou pushed that concern aside and your two proper interactions as soulmates was more than what he expected.

Kirishima’s eyes scanned Bakugou’s tense body, how he seemed to be on high alert and trying to listen to what was happening outside of the room they were standing in. Said room being soundproofed made it difficult. He couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Bakugou was missing the company of his soulmate already?

“Can I ask what your soul bond is, Bakugou?” Kirishima asked.

Bakugou gave Kirishima a nasty look, a look that made Kaminari back up. Kirishima stood his ground, not giving Bakugou the satisfaction of ‘winning’.

Bakugou sighed in an annoyed tone before leaning back in his chair, looking off to the side in embarrassment. “I don’t talk about it for a reason.”

“It’s one of those feeling the same things one, right?” Kaminari asked as he sat down on the couch in Bakugou’s office.

Bakugou scoffs. Of all the people to remember that drunken confession from almost 2 years ago.

It happened after your first time, Bakugou felt so betrayed by you going against your two’s soul bond and sleeping with someone else that he couldn’t function like he used to for a short time. He had erectile dysfunction for a few months, was physically ill for two days, and had become more angry. That’s not even adding that he’d be sick after you had sex for the following months.

His friends noticed, his parents noticed, the public noticed, his therapist noticed. His friends thought maybe taking him out to drink would cheer him up, and after a few hours he finally opened up and said ‘I can feel her through the soul bond, and it’s the worst’.

That's all it took for his friends to understand why he was upset. He felt something because of the soul bond, and whatever he felt was impacting his day-to-day life. Suddenly his friends were coming over a lot more either to play games, to have a meal, or to go hiking with him. It took his mind off of it for long enough until his therapist said something that helped more than anything else.

“The downside of having soulmates is that we know our person is out there and is the perfect person for us. People have often romanticised love, being loved and being in love that when someone hasn’t met their soulmate as young compared to the people around them, they become very lonely people. Maybe even isolated. Your soulmate probably just wanted to be loved, so please don’t take it as a betrayal.”

His therapist’s words rang through his head once again, his eyes sliding over to the shared door between your two offices. 

You’ve just broken up with your boyfriend for cheating on you but you didn’t want him or anyone else to know it was about the cheating. You moved across the country to a whole different Prefecture for a new job to use that as your reason to break things off. Was nothing else holding you back to keep you there? Why didn’t you want anyone else to know?

Were you so isolated and lonely that no friends or family were able to keep you there by simply being in your life, to the point moving to a different Prefecture felt easier than confessing or confronting the truth?

Did you even have anyone to help you move into your new place? He saw all the boxes around your apartment.

Bakugou was in deep thought, his finger tapping on his desk while another hand was holding his chin. Kirishima waved a hand in front of Bakugou’s face, only to get no reaction.

“And we lost him.” Kaminari chuckled to himself, standing back up. “We should get going. Let him open up when he’s ready.”

Kirishima followed Kaminari out of the room, an eyebrow raised at Kam as they walked out. “When did you become wise?”

“Always have.” Kaminari said with a smirk.

“Fuck off with that shit.” Kirishima laughed.

You waited until you could no longer hear the heroes' voices through the halls before taking a look at the shared door between yours and Bakugou’s office. It felt awkward knowing your soulmate was on the other side of the door. What were you even supposed to say? ‘Thanks for the sex last night now let’s act as if we aren’t soulmates as we work’? 

Great, now you are thinking about the sex with Bakugou last night and being reminded how sore your thighs were feeling. You feared for a reaction from Bakugou, remembering he could feel your sexual stirrings just as you could feel his. Within this moment though, things started to connect in your head now that you had the context that Bakugou was your soulmate.

The reason why he would always push his sexual stirring down during working hours was because of his job. Either so he doesn’t get onto the news for popping a boner while fighting some lizard villain or because he just was too busy to really focus on his sexual stirring. You started to feel really guilty for all the times you and Minato Kusumoto had sex while at work.

You mentally cringed. Why did you have to remind yourself of that?

Almost on cue, the shared door opened, bringing attention to Bakugou’s face.

“Did those idiots say where they were going?” He asked in a grumpy annoyed tone.

“No.” 

He scoffed, turning his face away from you. Which, funny enough, only brings your attention to his red-tipped ears. You tried to hold back the smile threatening the form on your cheeks.

Bakugou turned back around to look into your eyes, catching you staring at him.

“You have any plans to meet up with friends or something?” He asked, trying to get information out of you.

You mentally cringed. A few people did come to mind who used to be your friends but dumped you after you started dating someone who wasn’t your soulmate. You doubted they would want to see you, even after you left Minato Kusumoto. You also doubted they would believe that you happened to meet your soulmate after moving too.

“...Not really. I haven’t made any friends yet.” You confessed to Bakugou, not knowing you confirmed his concerns.

You noticed tapping his finger on the other side of the door frame as his mind was in deep thought. “I’ll walk your home and help you unpack this week.” Bakugou said nonchalantly.

Your chest felt tight and you stood up from your desk. “You don’t have to do that for me.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I don’t have to. I’m doing it because I want to.”

“You-? You want to help me?” You asked.

Bakugou gave you a look that read ‘Are you kidding’? Your lips went into a straight line.

You guess you really shouldn’t be surprised that your soulmate wants to spend time with you and help you get adjusted.

But as his secretary, you can’t have him be seen coming over to your place. It would be a scandal if people noticed him walking the same girl home every night for a week, especially because you were his secretary.

“You can’t do that.” You sighed out as you sat down.

Bakugou tried to hold back his snarl. “What do you mean I can’t do that?!”

“You can’t be seen walking and staying at your secretary’s home every night for a week, Bakugou-“

“I thought we were on a first-name basis.” Bakugou’s voice was low and almost threatening.

“Not while we are at work.” You bite back.

“Why not?!” He asked with an accusatory tone.

“Because if Dynamight is seen walking his new secretary home and staying at her home for longer than a minute, it will cause scandal.” You explained to him, trying not to yell at him.

Bakugou became quiet, his eyes just glued to your face - mostly your lips - as he thought over whether he wanted to be mad or not.

You were probably right. He couldn’t be seen out with you as much as probably wanted to. All he’s ever wanted was to show off his soulmate to the world. He thought once he met you, he would rarely be seen without you when he wasn’t working. It was a huge disappointment that you two met because you were now working for him.

Didn’t mean he liked it though.

“…I still want to help you.” He grumbled out in frustration.

You sighed, resting your open hand over your mouth as you tried to find a compromise for him. “How about you come on the weekend?”

“I come on Friday and sleepover for the weekend.” Bakugou replied with a soft grin.

“The weekend.” You sat up straight, trying to ignore the warm growth in your core.

“I know you like the idea.”

“But it might cause you problems.” You said as you stood up, grateful you wore your suit pants today. “I should’ve taken the job to work for Red Riot so we wouldn’t have this problem.”

Bakugou’s eye twitched. “You think you would’ve preferred it?” He asked with an angered tone.

“I don’t know,” You let out in frustration with your hands being thrown up. “But we wouldn’t be having this problem.”

Bakugou grumbled, his finger tapping the door frame again. “Fine, but you have to give me your personal number.”

“Fine.” You sassed back before you even realised what you were agreeing to. Only once you pulled out your phone did you mentally curse yourself. “This doesn’t mean for work purposes I’ll use this phone. I’ll still use my work phone.”

“Fine.” Bakugou replied in a less angry tone than before.

You felt awkward as you held out your personal phone to Bakugou. He walked over, putting his personal number into your contacts. You felt your knee bounce up and down under the table and tried not to peel at your nails.

You wondered if all soulmates were awkward in their first few social interactions or if it was just you two considering your job and sexual past. 

Bakugou pulled a plain-looking phone with an orange case out of one of his pockets before handing it to you. You start pulling in your number, noticing him getting a lot of notifications from a group chat. It seemed as if Bakugou was the type of person to name all of his contexts with nicknames, but you still put in your full name.

Once you exchanged phones again, Bakugou looked at your new contact with a soft face for only two seconds before diving his phone back into his pocket. “You sure you don’t want me to walk you home?” He asked.

“Yes, I am sure Bakugou. How about you go have some lunch?”

“Will you join me?”

You raised an eyebrow at Bakugou. He replied back with a click sound made from his mouth and turned his head away. The screen of your personal phone lit up, bringing your attention away from Bakugou to your phone. A cold icy feeling went through your blood.

Email From: Minato Kusumoto Subject: Why Did You Block Me? Preview: Hey Kitty, You didn’t respond to my text yesterday and…

You quickly put your phone face down on your desk, making Bakugou look at your face with a quirked brow.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, noticing how stiff you had become and finding your reaction suspicious.

You mentally weigh your options of whether you should tell Bakugou or not. ‘Yeah just my ex trying to get in contact with me, no biggie.’ Did not seem like a good idea to say.

You took some deep breaths before speaking. “Just an email but how much the move here is going to cost me.”

It wasn’t a total lie. It seemed as if there was going to be a great personal cost if Minato Kusumoto was going to be emailing you during work hours.

Shit- If he had sent it any earlier that Bakugou would’ve seen it-

“I can pay for it.” Bakugou offered.

You did a double-take. “What?”

“If it’s too much, I can pay for it.”

“That isn’t necessary.” You replied, trying to think of some way to get him off the case. “Just means I won’t be able to have much takeout.”

Bakugou made a disgusted face. He wasn’t a fan of eating out.

“If you change your mind, I’ll be happy to pay for it.”

“It’s fine, Bakugou. Promise.” You gently smiled at him.

Bakugou’s heart skipped a beat from your smile and his ears went red. You on the other hand were trying to calm down your nerves and trying to remember if you could block people from emailing you. Were you going to have to block your ex on everything?

Bakugou kept staring at you for a little while longer, only breaking away when he heard his work phone go off. He reluctantly walked back into his office, closing the shared door behind him.

[isimpxiaoooooo]

Tbhk 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈

(How they would react to your confession of your love to them~)

Sakura would just be the person to ignore you untill she is ready to confront you and accept the fact that you love her~ Sakura: Are you sure?..

You nodded a yes, While she ran away to change the rumors as always.. but she can’t stop thinking about you~ She never knew she had feelings as well for you..

She was confused but deeply in love with your eyes and personality..

When she came back..

Sacker: I—I suppose I- like you too..Would you like or perhaps want to come to my tea party?

You nodded a yes again.. While her face turn red as a tomato..

Nene - Chan would be the person who goes crazy because you are her first boyfriend/girlfriend and would become a different person like you never met before..

Nene : I— I love you Y/n!~(she said bravely but then turn into pink cheeks as cherry blossoms)

She ran away because she thought you wouldn’t like her because of her fat radish ankles.. So she decided to do exercise and wear different type of pants just to impress you even though you said she was perfect the way she was..

Nene: Does this impresses you?> Your perfect the way you are Nene- Chan~

Mitsuba would be the person who would tease you a lot— and be sarcastic most of the time in a way on how to express his love to you~ Mitsuba: hA Eheheh hOw dO I eVeR LiKe sOmEoNe LiKe yOu I MEAN I LoVE myself- ❤️

You frowned and walked away until he grabs your arm and—

Mitsuba: Wait—I..don’t want you to leave…

(After hours and hours of talking with him inside of his boundary.. you decided to leave until—

Mitsuba: Can you come— by tomorrow?..

You nodded a yes.. and left— But before you left he was shedding tears typically Mitsuba ~

Hanako-kun would be person who doesn’t treat you as a queen/king or doesn’t pay attention to you.. But when you ignore you him too.. He’ll be crazy and trying to get your attention again..But deeply in his heart he does care about you.

Hanako-kun : Stop Ignoring Me!!!

You rolled your eyes ..

But he took of his hat as a way to apologize to you... when he was looking at magazines of ladies and not paying attention to you..

Hanako-kun : I’m— sorry Y/n..I didn’t knew that you really liked me..can we start over?.>

Y/n : FiNe !! But you better not look at those magazines!!( you cried a little) But you fell in love with his eyes..when he said—

I am yours truly and please don’t cry—

I’m here by your side~

Kou would be the opposite of Hanako-kun instead he would treat you as a queen/king and protect from any supernaturals even tho he never defeated one.. He would do anything to make you satisfied..

Kou : Do you want me to bake donuts?

Y/n : No— it’s fine Kou ~ ( he bake them anyways cause.. he wants to see you smile and plus you always loved glazed donuts and on how you kept talking about it with Hanako-kun)

Kou : I—(he got flustered eheh) made donuts just for you Y/n!> Y/n: Yum!! You’re a great cook minamoto!

Kou : Please call me Kou~— Unless if you want me call me by my—

Y/n : Minamoto Kou~ I love you~ You blush a little at his words—

I will protect you! As an exorcist I shall eliminate all evil spirits!! ( He said bravely, but everyone thought he was weird for saying that—gave him the death stare while you gave him a cute smile~)

Tsukasa would be the person who is confused on what you said to him..

Tsukasa: What’s does “I love you” mean?

(Since, he hasn’t been out in the human world in so long.. he forgot what words meant.. because he was always busy on killing things.. you liked the dark side of him most of the time 🔪)

So you went with him to ask Sakura for advice..

Sakura: “I love you” means that you exchange hearts to one another which also means that you both are soulmates or belonged to each other and would never break that bond of an relationship.

Tsukasa: You mean— on how Mitsuba eats supernaturals?..

Sakura: Well not exact—

(Tsukasa brings out a heart that was filled of blood.. and his hands are covered in red..until—

Tsukasa: Well.. This is my love to you!! Ehehe(He smiles cutely)😈

(You were interested if that was his heart or someone’s else..As you saw him covered in blood again and scaring off the mokkes he reminded you of Hanako—kun and simply you wanted to learn more about Tuskasa~)

FIN ~ <3

[fandomscraziness22]

Julie and the Phantoms fics

dreams are sweet (until they’re not)

There’s a kind of hidden desperation in each of their encounters, like this might be the last time they see each other. The chance of discovery, the reality that every day that passes means Julie’s one day older, the knowledge that this relationship can’t even exist outside of this building—it creeps into the back of their minds, bleeds over into their conversations, spills into their kisses and loving touches.

This can’t last, so we have to make the most of what we have, they tell each other. Because getting a small slice of happiness with each other is worth the inevitable pain.

or, Luke works at the HGC and starts a secret relationship with Julie, with all the danger that entails

share your dreams with me

Band practice is forgotten for a moment as Luke takes in the scene. His friends, all together for a purpose they all believe in. For a sound, for lyrics, for music they all create together. * * just some fluff about how much Luke loves his friends and his dream

one moment is all it takes

Julie smiles again, love for her mom and for this ghost with her overwhelming the grief for a moment. “And she sent me you, the best part of my life. I don’t know where I’d be without you, Luke.”

The couple grins in unison, as they do so often. Julie allows herself a moment to look away from the road to stare at her musical soulmate.

But one moment is all it takes.

time after time

Julie’s mind whirls. “An earlier point in time, you mean?” she says, disbelief evident in her voice.

Agent Taylor clarifies. “What he means is, Mr. Wilson invented a time machine, and chose not to tell the government about it until it was stolen by terrorists.”

or, the timeless au no one asked for but i wanted to write

let go of the world you know

he can feel them slipping his life from before they’re still there but just barely like one strong wind could blow them away into the dust, forever

or, Caleb takes Luke's memories, and it's not pleasant

i’m hold onto pieces of us that i just can’t let go

Reggie hasn’t stopped crying for seven days straight. Or at least, it feels like it. Alex was crying for what felt like an hour and it had been twenty five years, so Reggie's not sure on how time works for ghosts sometimes. All he knows is the bright ball of light that was Julie Molina has been snuffed out and it feels like the world has stopped and is holding its breath. .... And suddenly, a new thought occurs to him. Reggie bolts upright, hope exploding in his chest.

“What if she’s a ghost?”

can’t kill the fire i feel inside

“It's called the Pull.” The words that spell doom for Luke are some of the simplest ones he’s ever heard.

“The Pull?” he questions.

Willie nods. “It’s a weird thing that happens with some ghosts. An all-consuming need to be with someone, a deeper instinct than normal attraction or love. It doesn’t happen often, but always between two ghosts, and it’s part of their unfinished business."

alone together

through him (through them) she finds

music passion hope creativity life once more

friendship quickly blossoms into shared time, shared thoughts, shared

souls

learn to live with the unimaginable

Ray had thought he was done with it all. The tests, the scans, the anxious drives to and from the hospital, the endless waiting, the hopeless horror. But he was wrong. ~~~ Having a brother is all fun and games until

until your mom dies.

then, having a brother is a necessity.

let’s be crazy

Julie chalked up, getting ready to try her new dismount from the uneven bars when she looked over to see Luke jumping on the floor. She smiled slightly at his antics.

“What do they make this springy floor out of?” Luke asked.

“Springs,” Julie deadpanned.

or, i started watching make it or break it and made it Juke

if it’s only a game you lost me

“You’re different,” Willie concludes.

“Different, bad?”

“Bad for me.” Alex’s heart drops at that. “I didn’t want to think about you,” Willie continues. His face is earnest, and his tone isn’t harsh, just sincere. “I wanted to stay focused. And then I saw you…after you got shot. Fighting for your life.” His voice grows softer, drawing Alex’s eyes back to his face. And then it shutters closed again as Willie says, “But you’re right. I’m kevlar, you’re not.”

“You don’t have to be.”

i feel something around me now

Luke Patterson, the bastard of the barrel, limped his way into the chapel.

It was the last place someone like him should be, considering what he had done in the past to earn the nickname "Dirtyhands," but the Inferni chasing him left him with few options. He hoped Julie wouldn't run into any trouble, since the Inferni was only following him. Julie could take care of herself, but he couldn't stop the single thread of anxiety from snaking down his back at the thought of her being in danger.

i miss the days when

The door slams open and Luke shoots to his feet, an admonishment on the tip of his tongue. It dies the second he sees Rose burst through the door, a wild and panicked look in her eyes. “Luke, come with me.” She runs to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the exit.

“Rose, what?” Luke tries to pull away, but damn this woman is strong. “I have a show–”

“They’re hurt,” she throws over her shoulder, still yanking him out of the building. “Mi hermana found your boys, and it’s not good.”

past the curses and cries

She jolts upright, looking around for the others. Alex and Reggie are sprawled a short distance away, and Luke is only two feet to her right.

But Luke’s wheezing in pain, and there’s a huge red stain on the suit jacket he stole for his disguise. Julie’s breath leaves her in a gasp as she hurries to him.

prompt fill set in an HP au because why not!

i’ll watch

the thing about being a wordsmith is you have so many (almost too many) words to express yourself

and yet they aren't enough

the irony is cruel on his tongue.

he watches her get older without him.

running with fire, i live like a liar

The man stops moving and says in a raspy voice, “Hey sweetheart.”

Julie’s so shocked it takes a moment to even realize that he’s talking to her. She blinks at him, but he just shoots her the same smirk he gave her when she first picked him out from the crowd. He keeps his voice low and says, “You shoulda told me our honeymoon was going to be this much fun.”

Julie stares at his blue-green eyes, now perfectly clear and full of mirth. He squeezes her hand once, then lets go and moves his legs under him so he can crouch beside her. “Let’s go slow, while they’re distracted,” he breathes in her ear. A shiver runs down her spine as she nods. Even though she doesn’t know this boy, they’re in this together now.

Full of Love, Full of Light

Julie keeps talking. “Reggie, I’m so glad you’re here with me, and I love you. Thank you for being a part of my family.”

Reggie’s definitely not crying now; those aren't tears welling in his eyes, nope, not at all. He sniffles and whispers, “Thanks Julie. I love you too.”

or, 3 times Reggie feels like a part of the Molina family

i stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain (there’s nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame)

It's been a very long time since Alex has kept a secret this big from the people he loves. One that can change everything. One that's so big, so monumental, life will never be the same once he shares it.

And he can say with certainty that he hasn't missed the anxiousness that comes with keeping a secret like this. The way his mind whirls in circles, coming up with every possible scenario of what could happen when he tells them. How his stomach rolls, and his insides turn to jelly at the thought of revealing it. How the fear keeps his fingers locked, and his breath short.

How much danger there is in telling the truth. ... “We’re getting out of here. Tonight. There’s a ghost who can free our souls from Caleb.”

nothing broken (just our minds)

The quiet of the studio is broken by saxophones playing a very familiar tune. The sound comes from everywhere, and yet nowhere, all at once. Luke jolts upright, guitar almost falling off of his lap. He clutches it tightly as the sax continues, a drumbeat adding to the sound now.

This can’t be possible. Caleb’s gone; they got rid of the stamps. Luke checks the inside of his wrist, panicked that somehow the purple seal will stain his skin. But there’s nothing there.

or, Caleb sends a song to torture the boys

in a world i can’t fix (with a hammer in my fist)

“Connection. That’s why you play, why your passion is music. You long for the special connection between performer and watcher, between singer and listener.”

Luke’s not sure how Caleb knew that. Maybe he had been paying attention during all those rant sessions Luke had in his office (before the jolts came, of course).

“I…” Luke can’t find any words, so Caleb fills the space with a wave of his hand. “We need people like that in the Hollywood Ghost Club, Lucas. But to have that connection, you need audience members. And that is exactly what we are here to do today.”

don’t tell me that it wasn’t black and white

“Well, I suppose a name would make things easier, Detective,” August continued, and Julie was glad he seemed to have missed her confusion. “A word -- a signifier to your senses. Something that means a smell, a feeling, a taste…” He trailed off, eyes flicking to her lips once again. Julie’s heart gave a traitorous jump.

In the distant future, Private Investigator Julie Molina finds herself with a case that leads to an annoying yet attractive agent helping her, and maybe....the hint of something more?

i can’t change the past but i can fight to change today

“It’s a song about a girl named Emily?” Julie says, and the woman’s eyes dart between the paper and Mitch. “I’m Emily,” she whispers. Julie nods solemnly and holds out the paper. “Then I think your son may have written this song for you.” Emily takes the song as Mitch puts his hands on her shoulders, leaning to read it as she unfolds it. Julie’s fully prepared to stand here and watch them read it, but then the boy behind her begins to sing.

Julie can hear Luke sing Unsaid Emily. It's... a lot

my mind is a home i’m trapped in

Alex loves being able to use his drums as an extension of himself. Sometimes he pretends his anxieties are laid out on each piece of the set. The thoughts of being dead? Clang, the symbols go. The hidden fear that his friends will turn on him for liking boys? Thump, his foot hits the pedal of the bass drum. He whacks the high and medium toms, pretending he’s beating back the questions of why and how and who and where. Those questions are different depending on the days, but he places them all onto the drums, letting himself get lost in the rhythms he creates. The anxiety backs down, the fear recedes, and he finds the enjoyment in keeping tempo for his friends.

It’s all going great, until they reach the bridge.

hold you in my arms and i won’t let go

Everyone else is broken, so Alex can’t be. Someone needs to step up, and he volunteers himself for the task.

He knows, of course, that if he said this in so many words, everyone would be quick to take the burden from him. His anxiety aside, he knows that doing things alone isn’t the Molina style. Or Julie and the Phantoms’ style either. A small part of him knows that if Julie could see him, she would give him a soft smile and remind him that they are a family, and families don’t shoulder these heavy burdens alone.

But Alex shoves imaginary Julie to the back of his mind. He has to do this, because he doesn’t know what will happen if he doesn’t.

wide awake in the middle of your nightmare

It happens so fast.

One minute, Luke’s watching Julie as she sings her heart out on stage. Completely mesmerized by her talent and her beauty.

Looking back later, Luke thinks that’s what the problem was. He’s always been too enamoured by Julie--too amazed by her to realize she wasn’t indestructible. She wasn’t permanent. She was fragile, even; more so than he was, because he was already dead. She never seemed breakable; the wrecking ball of talent was the one doing the destruction, breaking hearts with tragic songs and blowing minds with her incredible voice. He forgot that Julie, no matter how tough she seemed, still needed to be protected.

Accidents could still happen.

everything has got a price

But maybe the little that does is enough. Maybe, maybe, but maybe not--

Luke and Julie vanish into thin air, leaving the Orpheum Theater behind them.

~~~

It’s not enough.

They reappear into the worst place in the club, the room Luke hates the most: Caleb’s office. Nothing good ever happens in this cursed area. Luke shakes off memories of Alex clutching his chest, breath coming in short gasps, and Reggie with tears in his eyes as Luke begs for another chance, just stop hurting them.

trade my joy for her protection

“Julie, we have to have this out.”

“No, Luke, we--”

He cuts her off. “Julie, yes we do. We need to talk about it.”

don’t say goodbye

Bobby has to keep him talking so he knows his friend is still there. If Luke falls unconscious again... “Where did you get the street dogs from?”

Luke whimpers as another spasm hits him, then answers, “Sam’N’Ellas. They were close by and they were cheap.”

If the situation were different, Bobby would laugh at Luke for convincing Alex and Reggie to eat from the sketchy couple selling hot dogs out of their car. The bandmates had walked by them two weeks ago when they got the call they could play their showcase at the Orpheum, and Alex had insisted they go check out the theater.

But there’s nothing funny about watching Luke writhe in pain on the ground. ... or, Bobby finds the boys after the hotdogs and has to watch what happens next

music is the only place i can go to speak to you

If Julie could put a relationship status for herself and music, it would be “it’s complicated.”

Julie’s mom and music were so intertwined in her life. Her mom was music.

But that’s the key word, isn’t it? Was.

or, Julie thinks about music and her mom

you are alive.

Julie’s fingers still as she says, “Your hair’s getting longer. We should trim it.”

Luke doesn’t think ghosts’ hair can grow, but it’s not a big deal, so he doesn’t bother asking Willie about it.

or, the boys come back to life slowly

Watch You Breathe In

The scream rips from Julie’s throat, terror coursing through her. Not Carlos, please don’t let him die. He’s only ten.

She watches as Caleb jerks his knife out of Carlos’ stomach, her brother crumpling up and falling to the ground.

Her feet are moving instantly, rushing towards the small form lying way too still for someone with so much energy.

Please let him be okay.

you were an angel in the shape of my mom

Those plants cannot die.

That wouldn't be fair to Mom, because she loved those plants almost as much as she loved music, or her family, or those little dancing Santas the stores would have at Christmastime (which Carlos also loved, because they always made him laugh, and his mom had the best laugh which made him laugh even harder).

Carlos wrestles with grief, and takes care of some plants

it is for family that he plays

But now, Reggie can tell his friends are split in the worst of ways, and he doesn’t know what he is supposed to do.

Taking Caleb’s offer was off the table when it was simply choosing between playing for him or playing with Julie. Reggie had everything he needed with his new band — with Julie (including a family of lifers that didn’t know about him yet but he enjoyed their company nonetheless).

Rejecting Caleb’s offer had been easy.

The circumstances, however, had changed.

reggie's pov of Nothing to Lose

it is for dreams that he drums

Alex’s arms kept moving as his mind whirled. Luke was fully under Caleb’s spell now, facing the crowd beside the magician. Alex tried to stop playing, but his hands didn’t belong to him anymore. They moved to Caleb’s rhythm, keeping the tempo for the rest of the band, backing Caleb’s vocals as he continued to sing. He had given up looking for Willie, and focused on trying to get out of the club. ... Alex couldn’t let himself focus on the loss of control for too long, because he didn’t have time to spiral now. Escape first, panic later.

alex's pov during Nothing to Lose

it is only for love that he sings

This isn’t how music works. This isn’t how it should work, anyway. But it’s happening, without his permission. .... Luke knows music. And this is a perversion of everything he’s ever desired.

it's basically just luke's pov of the end of Nothing to Lose i saw imène's post and spiraled

right this way

Julie, meanwhile, is once again struck by the similarities between Luke and Donny. “Flying Solo” had turned out amazing, and they had written so many songs together since then. She had opened her dream box and used some of her other lyrics and poems she had written in the year after her mom died to create new songs with Luke, changing them around, combining them, adding his ideas to her words. And Donny had done the exact same thing for Julia; taken her words and put them to music to touch people in a new way.

or, the band watches a movie for Julie's homework and get more than they bargained for.

The Last Night

Reggie comes late to band practice one day and the boys have a revelation

Based on some lines from "The Last Night" by Skillet

dying takes longer (the second time around)

What if the jolts had lasted a little longer before Julie could give her boys the magic hug? Takes place during 1x09, starting right after the Orpheum performance Alex, Luke and Reggie's pov

Written for JATP Appreciation Week Day 7: write something set in canon-verse (mine's a little canon-divergent, sorrynotsorry)

watching is worse (the second time around)

What if the jolts had lasted a little longer before Julie could give her boys the magic hug? Takes place during 1x09 after the Orpheum performance, Julie's pov

Written for JATP Appreciation Week Day 7: write something set in canon-verse (mine's a little canon divergent, sorrynotsorry)

Butterflies and Glitter

Julie takes a second to notice the boy's outfits after their magical hug

Written for JATP Appreciation Week Day 4: found family Also written using prompt 74 from this list by @niamaggie on tumblr: https://niamaggie.tumblr.com/post/633529458786238464/100-julie-and-the-phantoms

Road Work?

Julie enjoys (somewhat) teaching the boys about modern slang. But Flynn is the master, so when she yeets a paper, the boys are confused. Vine references abound.

Written for JATP Week Day 4: write a fic including pop culture/memes

Music is Gone

Julie's thoughts as she runs away from music class and talks with Flynn during ep 1, including the deleted scene

Written for day 1 of JATP week: favorite character

[m1ckeyb3rry]

i just finished the chapter AND OH MY GOD. it was so cute and sweet but absolutely heartbreaking at the same time. toge and panda broke me☹️☹️☹️ i love hana sm and i love the way you portray her bc she seems like such a sweet person and i really love how y/n tries to befriend her and not make her feel unwelcome

yuta just continues to raise my standards, that man is the greenest flag to exist and the way he loves y/n so much makes me bang my head against a wall. they’re everything to me and they’re literally the definition of what love is

maki is my baby, her and y/ns relationship is so pure and you can see how much they care for each other. i feel like their love for one another doesnt have an explanation, its more than just platonic love, they’re literally soulmates

TULLIA UGHHHHHHH everytime shes mentioned my heart drops to the ground and i miss her so so so so much. it shatters my heart the way she never got to confess to toge herself, they deserved so much better ☹️☹️

and gojo omg. y/n and gojos relationship may be my favourite in the entire series. i love how much they care for each other and the way they’re literally siblings. the photo album ABSOLUTELY killed me, it was so thoughtful and so sweet and fr the best gift you can ever give someone. it makes me really sad that its probably the last thing she’ll ever get from gojo (if the story goes there (PLS DONT IM GONNA SOB AND SCREAM))

all in all, i absolutely loved this chapter but it felt like the calm (if you can call it that really) before the storm and im so not ready for the next chapter. it kills me that pi is ending so soon, i’ll miss it so much and i’ll miss all the characters and inside jokes of the book, but im still really excited to know what happens and see everything get revealed (im gonna be screaming crying shaking and dying on the floor)

toge and panda the forgotten favs 😫 i’m like 99% sure that’s the last time we’re going to see those two and they’ve been there since the BEGINNING so it was so bittersweet writing that chapter 😔 but HANAAA i love her sm she deserved sm better from the fandom and from gege as a whole i will always defend her. the whole trend of female characters obsessed with the male main characters that dgaf abt them is so annoying and disappointing to me tbh especially because hana had so much potential to be such an interesting character given her powers and dynamic with angel. so i tried to expand on her just a little bit!! maybe in another fic i’ll focus on her more because she really is so cool.

YUTA IS SO SWEET he is THE boyfriend of all time like the biggest gentleman ever i love him sm 😢 he’s just so kind and loving and ugh i can’t

maki and y/n really do escape definition tbh. like i couldn’t tell you WHAT they are but whatever it is it’s a very very pure form of love and they are so dear and important to me. their relationship (along w y/n and yuta’s ofc) definitely exemplifies the core of pi and idt the story would be the same without it at ALL

the tullia mentions are so sad for me too because i’ve actually never killed her off before so it’s weird to write something without her there in some way shape or form. her and toge deserved sm more than they got fr.

GOJO AND Y/N. that’s it that’s the sentence…as much as the romance in pi is central to it i think the bond between gojo and y/n is just as important. they kill me every time because they didn’t get as much time as they deserved together (#l/nclanslander) but they still love each other more than anything. the photo album had me sobbing especially describing all of the pictures from the first half of the story 😭 it felt so end credit scene if that makes sense?? and just reminded me that this entire ridiculous journey is almost over ☹️ no spoilers for what will happen to everyone hehehe you will have to wait and see

THIS CHAPTER TRULY IS IT. the calm before the storm the last time we see everyone…it truly will be the end of an era once pi is over (which is so so soon) i’m going to feel so empty for a bit and it’s going to be so odd to not be able to write more adventures of the pi crew (but at least that means asftd and h/h can get back to being updated regularly again!!)

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Calum/Ashton (2) Masterlist

part one

Always gonna want you back (ao3) - bewareofcamels G, 4k

Summary: They called it a "mental-health" - break over social media, even though it was more of a "Ashton broke up with Calum and now we kind of have a problem band wise" - break!

Awkward Is The New Cute (ao3) - ashsparagus N/R, 3k

Summary: Ashton’s awkward, Calum’s in love, Luke sets them up, and Michael isn’t in this one.

close enough to you (ao3) - irwah E, 5k

Summary: “But can’t we, like, just for tonight?”

Calum eyes Ashton warily, realising just how many drinks he must have had. It’s so unlike the boy to go against his own words, his own morals.

“I just, I really want you, Cal.”

Empty Gut - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) E, 11k

Summary: Cowboys and horses and long, lonely nights in the wilderness.

Endlessly (ao3) - thesoulsailor E, 27k

Summary: “I know who he is.” The boy, Ashton, commented, closing his book. Not sparing Calum a single look, he hopped off his chair and started walking towards the back door of the room. His movements were rigid, tense as if Calum had offended him personally by just his presence. Which confused Calum more than it should’ve if he was being honest. Normally people were easy for Calum. He got along with almost everyone he met from the go. Not so Ashton. Ashton seemed to detest him and Calum had no idea why.

or Calum is the undisputed king of his high school, Ashton speaks through colours, Luke doesn’t let anybody touch him and Michael is so getting killed by for hiding that snake in their teacher’s drawer.

Grabby Hands (ao3) - antisocialhood N/R, 7k

Summary: Ashton likes wearing big sweaters, curling up with his daddy and sucking him off while they watch TV, and sometimes Calum likes to treat his princess to something special.

if there's one thing i know it's that we're good together (ao3) - irwah E, 3k

Summary: "It isn’t that weird, really, if you think about it. Ashton is just one guy, a guy who spends a lot of time working out. And he’s admiring his best friend working out, his technique, his breathing pattern - totally normal things he observes in other people when he’s at the gym.

Except it is weird. Because he’s not admiring Calum’s technique, he’s admiring Calum’s abs, the way the sweat is pooling in the dips between muscles, the way his shoulder muscles clench with the force it takes him to do a sit up. He’s not admiring Calum’s technique so much as admiring his body."

or: Cashton fuck in a gym

kissing at the stop signs, darling (ao3) - irwah M, 3k

Summary: Ashton still has the same car, the beat up old banger than he used to pick Calum up from school in and Calum loves it – at the risk of turning into a complete sap he loves the memories it holds, and it reminds him of a simpler time.

Or: a cashton fic based on a cute keek that developed a life of its own

Loaf Love (ao3) - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) T, 4k

Summary: Ashton and Calum cat-sit for a weekend.

Loose Tongue (ao3) - jbhmalum M, 10k

Summary: 5 times calum wears skirts that keep getting shorter on tour and 1 time ashton does something about it

Muse (ao3) - moonbands N/R, 6k

Summary: Calum gets assigned a project to take photos of a stranger and get to know them to be able to tell their story. Calum chooses Ashton, the angel-like painter that never has his clothes free from paint.

my thoughts are yours - @sup3rbloom​ - (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) T, 4k

Summary: Soulmates can hear each other's thoughts, and Ashton's had to listen to Calum's depressing thoughts for years. One night after a particularly bad night for Calum, Ashton finally gives in and wants to meet Calum, to make his soulmate finally feel better.

never know what you've got until it's gone - @sup3rbloom - (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) G, 10k

Summary: Ashton's had the biggest crush on Calum Hood since forever. Luke knew this. He only had the best of intentions when he brought up Ashton's crush to Calum. He never thought about Ashton potentially finding out.

photo (ao3) - orphan_account N/R, 3k

Summary: calum and ashton add a pretty little photo to their collection of casual sex pictures.

Sodales (ao3) - takeitoffhemmo M, 9k

Summary: Everyone gets a tattoo that’s the outline of a flower and when they fall in love with their soulmate the flower becomes filled with color.

Luke and Michael find each other as soulmates pretty early, but the anxiety of finding a soulmate still presses on their friends, Ashton and Calum. Will Ashton and Calum find solace in each other while still searching for their other half? Will they be each other’s soulmates?

stuck in between a nightmare and lost dreams (ao3) - bluesunnie T, 13k

Summary: The one where Calum writes Ashton a song for their second album, all because of that one night when Ashton got drunk and talked about his family.

wanna share? - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) T, 10k

Summary: Ashton supposes this is what he gets, though, for allowing the school to drop a random roommate in with him but he still expected to see the guy at least a little during the day

or, the one where Calum and Ashton are college roommates who only see each other at night.

wish I could say something (ao3) - irwah G, 6k

Summary: “What do you mean you’re getting married?!” Comes Luke’s tinny voice, squeaking through the speakers of Ashton’s phone.

"It just makes sense, Lu.” Ashton sighs. “I don’t have the money to go back to paying full rent for the flat and he doesn’t wanna get sent back to France. It just works, logistically.”

Or: the Brexit fake dating AU that no-one asked for

[starrysnowdrop]

Okay so like, this is a weird question but I kind of started to think about it, have you ever had characters where it feels like the npcs you shipped them with were like... soulmates? I hope that makes sense. I don't really know how else to explain my random thought.

Hmmmm, you mean like your OC and their NPC partner were soulmates? Absolutely!

The first time I experienced it was when my main OC was Yume, and I had at first shipped her with Aymeric, and I just couldn’t get it to work. They didn’t have the chemistry that I was hoping for, and I wanted to ship an OC with Aymeric because I love him so much, but in the end I just knew it wasn’t working and I scrapped the ship altogether.

Then I shipped Yume with Cid, and I thought they were cute and I thought I was happy with it, but I still didn’t have the feeling with them that I was looking for. They didn’t have that “spark” that made me excited about the ship, and I kept thinking of the idea that I had briefly thought of years prior and never did it because I ultimately thought I wasn’t a good enough writer for it to work. Eventually I got over my fear and decided to go for it. I had Yume break up with Cid and end their engagement so that she could be with G’raha.

To make a long story somewhat shorter, I’m so glad that I overcame my anxiety and decided to ship Yume with G’raha, because I just think they work so well together. They have that chemistry, that “spark” that I was looking for, but everyone that I had tried to ship with Yume before just didn’t work out as well as I had hoped. To me, they really feel like soulmates, to the point that I even ship Eurydice, Unsundered Yume, with G’raha’s Unsundered self, whom I call Orpheus. I can’t even think of anyone else ever being with her anymore. Nothing else feels right, you know?

As for Hali, it didn’t take me long to realize that Hali would have a thing for Aymeric, as it took only the cutscene introducing him to Hali that made me go “Yes! Aymeric didn’t work out for Yume, but maybe Hali will have a better chance!” And not long after that, I started writing the Hali x Aymeric ship and I haven’t looked back! For me, it’s so easy to write for them, they are so right for each other, and they really do have the biggest “spark” that I’ve seen in any of my ships that I’ve written for before. Once again, I can’t imagine Hali with anyone else now.

I’m not sure why exactly, because I don’t think it’s wrong if you’re the type of writer that can write multiple ships for the same OC, and I think some of my mutuals do it extremely well. But I don’t know, I just can’t do that with my OCs. I like to have that special person (or persons if you’re poly, though neither of my girls are) that’s right for them, and if that means that they have found their soulmates, then who am I to deny them that?

I have no idea if I actually answered your question correctly anon, but you did get me to ramble on a bit about it! Thank you so much for the really thoughtful ask!! 🥰💖

Addendum: I still feel a bit guilty that I had my eye on Krile to ship with Hali and it just didn’t happen. This is absolutely NOT me questioning my Hali x Aymeric ship, because I’m not giving them up for anything, but I still really want to have an OC to ship with Krile, and maybe I can work on that?? Ehhhh we shall see.

[callmeagardengnome]

˚ʚ dreamy believer ɞ˚ | JEONG YUNHO

pairings ᯓ idol!yunho x fem!reader

genre ᯓ soulmate au, one-shot

synopsis ᯓ being an insomniac who rarely slept, you nearly missed discovering your soulmate. yet when you finally fall asleep, meeting your other half, you didn’t realise that the person you were talking to in your dreams is a k-pop idol.

w.c ᯓ 2.8k

author’s note: remember to like and repost if you enjoy!

not proofread!

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the numbers ‘01:27AM’ glowed dimly in your dorm room. your final year of university was really taking a toll on you. your days were packed with classes, part-time jobs and endless assignments. sleep had become a luxury you could barely afford.

yawning, you closed your laptop. you had been running on 3 days worth of caffeine and your body was (obviously) shutting down.

you shuffled to your bed, collapsing onto the messy sheets. you felt your eyelids getting heavier by the second, tempting you to fall asleep. despite the stress that was at the back of your mind, you gave in - drifting into a deep slumber almost immediately.

you woke up in a bright garden you’ve never seen before. the air was thick with the smell of flowers and the sky was an endless blue.

you got up from the metal bench you were lying down on, straightening your back. “hello?” you called out.

suddenly, you heard a groan coming from behind you. you turned around quickly, seeing a (handsome) tall man lying down on the bench you just stood up from. he slowly got up, scratching his head. his eyes adjusted to the light before he finally took notice of you.

“uh-“ he spoke, revealing his deep and clear voice. “who are you?” he asked cautiously, scanning you up and down.

“me?” you pointed to yourself as you faced him completely. “who are you?”

he raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback. he glanced around at the scenery, taking in the surroundings. “where are we?”

“i don’t know..” you mumbled. “i thought i was sleeping.. but for some reason, i woke up here.”

“same..” the man stood up, his face concerned. “is this a dream?”

you shrugged, just as confused as he was. the two of you exchanged an awkward glance, unsure of how to deal with the situation.

you let out a sigh. “well, i’m-“ you began, attempting to introduce yourself. just as you were about to say your name, you throat tightened, causing you to enter a coughing fit.

“woahwoahwoah,” the man ran and kneeled next to you. “are you okay? what happened?” he asked worriedly.

“i think-“ you wheezed out, catching your breath. you tried to say your name again, but it led you to another violent coughing fit. you dusted off your clothes, looking up at him in shock. “i can’t say my name,” you said, gasping for air.

“really?” the man’s eyes widened. right after you said that, you watched him start to choke on air, struggling to say his own name. “we really can’t say them..” he concluded, shaking his head in disbelief.

“that’s weird..” you remarked quietly. after a brief moment of silence, you stuck your hand out, offering a handshake. “anyway, it’s nice to meet you..?”

he chuckled softly, accepting your handshake. the moment your hands touched, a rush of electricity spread through the both of you, almost as if an invisible bond was forming. once that was over, your hands passed through each other, as if there wasn’t anything there in the first place. the man’s face was stunned, mirroring your speechless state.

“what the hell was that?” you said, instinctively pulling your hand away.

you both looked at each other, trying to understand what just happened. “wait-“ he muttered suddenly.

you nodded, prompting him to continue. he led you back to the bench that you woke up on. he breathed out, “i know this sounds crazy, but i think we’re soulmates- and this is our soulbond.”

“soulmates..?” you repeated, the realisation sinking in. you remembered writing a paper on soulmarks for an assignment a while back. there was a soulmark called ‘DREAM-SYNC’, where if both you and your soulmate sleep at the same time, you’re able to enter each other’s dreams. “you’re right..” you trailed off.

as you sat together on the bench, the garden around started to change. the flowers around you seemed to bloom even more, and the grass appeared to be more green and vibrant. you looked at him, seeing him in a different light.

“so what do we do now, soulmate?” you asked, breaking the silence.

he reached for your hands, trying to hold on to them before they passed through each other again. he chuckled warmly before saying, “let’s get to know each other.”

“sure,” you nodded, feeling slightly nervous. “but how do we find each other outside of this place?”

“we’ll figure it out,” he reassured you. “let’s just enjoy the moment. i mean- for the longest time, i thought i didn’t have a soulmate.”

you chuckled, embarrassed. “sorry about that,” you said, trying to get more comfortable on the bench. “my sleep schedule isn’t the best, i haven’t slept in a while.”

“really?” he arched his eyebrows. “what do you do?”

you sighed. “i’m a uni student, but i also work part-time at a 7/11. what about you?”

“oh, i’m an-“ he said, before choking on air again.

concerned flashed on your face. “are you alright?” he nodded before chuckling awkwardly. “i guess i can’t say anything about my job.”

just as you were about to ask more, you were pulled out off your dream, waking up in your bed as you gasped for air. you quickly looked at the clock which displayed ‘03:00AM’. strangely enough, those two hours of sleep turned out to be the best sleep you’ve had in a while - you don’t remember the last time you were this energised. you decided to take the time to clean up your room and do your work properly with your brand new energy.

yunho was pulled out of his dreamscape by one of his members, mingi, who was shaking him aggressively.

“hyung, wake up and sleep properly. we have a radio show later,” mingi grumbled as he continued to tap yunho.

yunho groaned, rubbing his eyes. “i’m awake, i’m awake,” he muttered, sitting up on the couch, feeling breathless.

“are you okay..?” mingi asked.

yunho exhaled, running his fingers through his hair. “i think i just met my soulmate..”

mingi’s eyes widened. “seriously? but weren’t you just sleeping?”

“yeah,” yunho nodded. “i.. i have that one dream soulmark- mingi, it felt so real.”

mingi looked at his dazed friend for a moment before sitting down beside him. “what’s she like?”

“she’s nice..” yunho said softly before leaning back into the couch. “and really pretty too..”

the both of them sat in a brief silence, before mingi spoke up. “sorry for waking you up,” he apologised sheepishly, scratching the back if his neck. “you’ve been talking about finding your soulmate for ages.”

“it’s okay,” yunho replied, sounding a little disappointed. “but what do i do now? should i find her?”

mingi sighed. “you should, but now’s not a good time. we have the a lot of performances coming up, our company won’t be happy if you’re distracted.”

yunho nodded reluctantly, recalling the busy schedule ahead of him. mingi added, “but who knows? maybe you’ll see her again in your dreams.”

“let’s get some rest, we’ve got a long day ahead of us.” mingi patted his shoulder before getting up.

yunho went to his room, going straight to his bed. he couldn’t stop thinking about you. he finally found his soulmate - sure, it was in a dream, but that didn’t matter. he knew that he had to be patient if he wanted to meet you again, whether in a dream or real life.

˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡☆ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆˚ʚɞ ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆

“girl..” you began as you chewed on your granola bar. you called your best friend over to your dorm, wanting to unpack the weird night you just had. “i just met my soulmate,” you giggled.

“what!” your best friend jumped from her seat. “how? i don’t remember the last time you went out..”

“you remember that ‘DREAM-SYNC’ soulmark i told you about? when i had that project?” you asked her, receiving a nod in return. you saw how her faced morphed into realisation as she processed your words.

“holy- you mean it happened?” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.

you nodded eagerly, grinning. “yes! i met him in a dream and everything.”

“tell me more,” she urged, scooting closer.

you started to tell her about the garden, the man you saw, the weird coughing and how your hands would pass through each other whenever you touched. “and- he’s so handsome..” you groaned before chugging the cup of coffee next to you.

“of course, he’s your soulmate,” she snorted as she ate her bowl of cereal. “how are you going to finding him?”

“i don’t know.. he couldn’t tell me anything about himself because of the stupid coughs,” you sighed. “and it’s not like i can go around trying to find this one guy. what if he doesn’t live in our country?”

she laughed. “true. but can’t you just meet him again? all you have to do is sleep.”

“that’s the hard part,” you muttered. “i’m barely getting any sleep as is.”

“well, you have to try. this is your soulmate we’re talking about,” she looked at you, seriously.

you stared at your now empty coffee cup, lost in thought. the idea of trying to find your other half through a dream felt impossible. though, the memory of his face kept appearing in your mind, telling you to meet your soulmate.

“i know it’s a lot, but you’ve got this,” she said, finishing her cereal. “we’ll figure it out together.”

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weeks passed and you found yourself adjusting your schedule to get more sleep. it wasn’t easy, but the thought of seeing him motivated you. you drifted off to sleep, feeling the familiar pull into your dreamworld. you opened your eyes to see the same beautiful garden.

“hello?” you called out again, just as you had the first time.

“over here,” he responded. you saw him standing near a rose bush, a smile forming on his face.

a wave of relief washed over you. “it’s good to see you again,” you said.

“i was afraid it wouldn’t work this time,” he admitted, walking towards you.

days turned into weeks. each night you met in the garden became a part of your routine you loved. the both of you laughed and even had moments of silence that felt way more intimate than any conversation.

you learnt about his favourite colour, favourite movies and shows. the two of you bonded over the little things, talking for what felt like hours before you had to inevitably wake up.

you went over to your best friends dorm room, only to find her squealing over the cardboard box on her table.

“‘____’, my package came!” she said excitedly, pulling you from the door.

“huh?” you glanced between her and the box. “what’s inside?”

she took her box cutter and started to open her package. “i know you don’t keep up with k-pop, but my album just arrived!”

you let out an ‘ahh’ as she held the bubble-wrapped album in her hands. “which group is this one again?”

“ATEEZ,” she replied, her eyes wide with excitement. “i’ve been waiting for this one for weeks!”

you watched her carefully unwrap the album. “are they good?”

“girl- are they good?” she echoed, raising her eyebrow. “they are so talented and their music is amazing.”

“plus, they’re all really cute,” she explained, flipping through the album.

you leaned over her shoulder, looking at the photo concepts that were being displayed. just then, a familiar figure caught your eye. “wait-“

your best friend hummed, stopping on the page. “hm?”

“who’s that..?” you muttered, pointing at the member.

“ahh that’s yunho. is he your type?” she asked teasing.

“i know i sound delusional.. but that’s the man i’ve been meeting in my dreams,” you said in disbelief.

she turned to you almost instantly, her jaw dropped. “the man, as in, the one that’s your soulmate..?”

you nodded, still trying to process it yourself. she grabbed your shoulders, shaking you slightly. “do you know what this means? your soulmate is an idol!”

feeling overwhelmed, you asked, “that’s good, right?”

“uhuh, yunho is one of the sweetest idols out there,” she exclaimed. “you’re really lucky, ‘____’.”

you sat down next to her, not knowing how to deal with all of this. figuring out your soulmate was already a miracle, but the fact that he was famous? it exceeded any and all expectations that you had.

“you need to meet him,” your best friend spoke up. “do you want to try going to a concert?”

“i’m broke,” you groaned, leaning back into the seat.

“oh right same..” she said, trying to lighten the mood.

most, if not all of the ways to meet yunho involved money, something that you were lacking at the moment. you and your best friend tried to brainstorm ideas to meet him, but none of them made sense.

“why isn’t anything working,” you sighed.

she moved closer to you, pulling you into a brief hug. “we’ll find a way. wanna try again tomorrow?”

you nodded reluctantly, feeling slightly disappointed of the outcome of your hangout.

when you entered the dreamworld again that night, you desperately tried to tell yunho that you knew who he was. however, that only ended up in coughs and short breaths filling the garden.

“do you think we’ll ever meet each other,” yunho asked, sounding hopeless.

you paused, not knowing how to respond. “we will,” you ended up saying.

yunho looked at you confused, about to ask you what you meant. suddenly, the two of you were pulled out of your dreamscapes, being brought back to reality.

you were unfortunately woken up by your 12am alarm, reminding you to get to your night shift at the convenience store nearby. sighing, you started to get dressed and walked to your job.

a few days pass by and yunho started to get restless. while he tried to be patient, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed that there wasn’t a faster way to find you. even his members noticed how distracted he was.

“hyung, you’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” san remarked as they were practicing their new choreography. “is everything okay?”

yunho sighed, wiping the sweat off of his forehead. “i’m just frustrated. i keep meeting this girl in my dreams but i don’t know how to meet her in real life.”

mingi patted his shoulder, consoling him. “you’ll meet her soon.”

“i hope,” yunho said before finishing his drink. he grabbed his wallet that he put to the side and started to walk towards the door. “i’m going to the 7/11 down the street. you guys want anything?” a chorus of ‘no’s was heard as he left the practice room.

meanwhile, you were organising the bills in the cash register at the 7/11, your mind drifting to yunho and the dreams. the bell above the door chimed, signalling a customer’s arrival. you glanced up, not thinking much of it and continued with your task.

yunho made a beeline to the refrigerators, picking out a drink before going over to the shelves and grabbing a snack. he walked over to the counter, setting his items on it when he finally looked at your face and saw that you. the girl in his dreams - his soulmate. shocked, he forgot to let go of his drink that he was placing on the counter.

you wanted to scan the man’s items as quickly as possible, but was stopped when you noticed that he didn’t release the grip on his drink. looking up, you were met with your soulmate’s wide eyes.

for a moment, neither of you moved. it felt as if time stood still.

“yunho?” you whispered.

“it’s really you,” he breathed out, still surprised.

the both of you stood there, staring at each other. none of you knew what to do, how to approach each other.

“i can’t believe this,” yunho murmured, a smile forming on his face.

“neither can i,” you replied. he eventually released his grip on the drink he was holding, passing the can to you.

your fingers brushed against each other, and finally, they didn’t pass through each other like they did in your dreams. an electric feeling spread through the both of you, confirming your soulbond.

you began to shakily scan his items, barely recovering from what you just discovered. “it’s good to finally meet you, yunho,” you said as steady as you could.

“likewise,” he replied with a smile on his face. as you were about to hand him his bag of items, yunho stepped towards the counter, leaning closer to you.

“i still can’t believe that you’re actually in front of me,” he said, his expression softening. “can i try something?”

you gave a small nod as he gently cupped your face with one hand and leaned in, pressing his lips into yours. it was a shy, yet loving kiss that showed his feelings for you. your heart raced as you kissed him back, feeling the familiar electric sensation spread through your body once more.

when you finally pulled back, there was a wide grin on his face. “you don’t know how long i’ve been dreaming of this moment.”

any and all feedback appreciated <3

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Zodiac Academy: Ruthless Fae/The Reckoning - A book review

C. Peckham and S. Valenti

I’m gonna be honest, I’m liking this series less and less with each book. My memory is a bit fuzzy and I barely remember what happened in this one. I remember that in this book they finally took those mid-term exams, the so-called “Reckoning”. The thing that actually bothers me the most is that they definitely will get together with one of the heirs and the professor. Okay, I kinda do like the professor. I'll be honest and I think that he and Darcy are cute together. Not exactly a healthy relationship, but it’s fiction so I’ll let it slide.

Okay so I know I should’ve expected it because it’s a bully romance, but in my defense, I didn’t see that before I started reading the series. It’s kinda obvious that Darcy will end up with Orion and Tori will end up with Darius. At first I was like hell yeah they’re gonna kill the Heirs and take over the throne, but uhh that ain’t happening apparently.

Tori and Darius have a weird ass relationship, one moment they are torturing each other. He made her believe he was gonna kill her and she set his room on fire and stole his stuff. They keep fighting and undermining each other, and then all of a sudden he takes care of her when she gets drunk and blacks out.

He was sweet in that one chapter, I’ll give him that. But honestly, their relationship makes no sense to me at all. I don’t see why they should trust each other, and how are you supposed to date someone you can’t trust?

Either in this book, or the next one we learn about soulmates, and apparently every Fae has one, but it’s up to them to decide if they will be with their soulmate. If they decide they want each other they will not be able to stay away from each other, but if they decide against it, they will not be able to try again no matter how hard they try. I’m guessing that Darius and Orion are supposed to be their soulmates.

The writers kinda forgot to give the other male characters any personality so I’m pretty sure my guess is correct. On top of that Darius’ father has put some kind of spell on Orion and Darius that bonds them. Because of that bond, Orion can feel Darius’ pain and feels the need to protect him. Definitely hasn’t been done so that the four of them have a reason to be together without the other three heirs.

Max, Seth, and Caleb are once again almost completely forgotten. Caleb and Tori are having regular sex and Seth accidentally made Darcy his omega, so they get a bit of attention every now and then, but Max is so irrelevant they might as well kill him off. This time we got to see the story from Caleb’s POV a couple of times, but the only thing he thinks about is Tori, so it’s not like we learned anything about him anyway.

I have just realized that I have no idea what happened in Book 2 and what happened in Book 3, so I’m gonna make this the review about both of the books oh God.

So, not only is Tori regularly screwing Caleb, but Darcy has also decided to make the relationship with Orion official, obviously this is a secret. And while they’re fucking their literal enemies who want them dead, they’re also pulling harmless pranks as if that’s gonna scare the Heirs into submission. Yeah, you sure showed them when you spread the rumor that Caleb likes Pegasuses, gave Seth flies, and put griffin shit in Max’s suit. Technically I suppose you set Darius’ room on fire and made him doubt all his friendships, humiliated Caleb, ruined Seth’s reputation and drove his pack away, and made Max lose the game of whatever your magical sport is called, but all of that is so irrelevant, and most importantly TEMPORARY.

Thankfully, by the end of the second book the girls FINALLY got a hang of their powers and blasted the nymphs with some badass blue fire, scaring the heirs in the process, and passed the Reckoning proving their worth.

Now by the end of book 3, the girls, Darius and Orion get kidnapped by Mr Acrux (Darius’ dad) who uses the twins to summon the fifth element, which is (I think) darkness. While he did this the girls' Order emerged, and they were phoenixes. A rare order that was extinct for over a thousand years, making them unbelievably powerful since no fire (including dragon fire) can harm them, but they can easily kill dragons with their own fire, which is the only fire that can harm a dragon. (of course, they’re stronger than their enemy, how shocking)

Now this gives Darius, Orion, and the twins a reason to work together, since they now have a common enemy - Mr Acrux. Very predictable, yeah I know, but honestly I didn’t expect much from the book series that markets itself as “Hogwarts if Voldemort was the headmaster” and calls itself a “bully romance”. I wasn’t expecting a literary masterpiece. It’s entertaining, funny, and sexy. If I want something profound I’ll read classic literature.

Rating : ⛤⛤

[allthewayonmars]

blood roses (part three)

-“Blood roses are not deadly but, they can make you slightly feverish and numb if you get pricked by them.”-

College is a tricky thing. You're thrown into this world with an infinite amount of freedom and a finite amount of information. Let me not brush past the massive loads of responsibility that you are given and expected to handle. I used to have a system of how my assignments would get done when I was homeschooled. It worked perfectly with me and my parents, but now they are not a part of the equation. 

My roommate always had a system planned out of how her morning would go. She would wake at six-thirty every day, without fail. She would meditate in the middle of our shared space for at least fifteen minutes and leave the room to do god knows what. She would come back at around eight to finally sit at her desk where I assume she would be productive. We dont have the closest relationship but we are cordial with each other and never tend to be in each other's way. 

This morning was not different or special in any way so I did not treat it as if it were special or different. It was panning out to be a normal day, until the coffee shop. I sat as usual, and that day I decided to read a book. The steady flow of customers and the soft whirring of the ground coffee beans set a cozy environment in the cafe. Engrossed in the novel that was in front of me, I did not notice the little jingle that the door would make when someone would enter. 

“I knew I would find you here again.” 

I was about to turn the page when I paused. I glanced up to find none other than Caleb standing at my table. He was dressed in a maroon sweater that fit bigger on him and he had his hands resting in his khaki pants. He looked down at the empty seat across from me before looking back up at me. I slightly nodded and he pulled out the chair to take a seat. I closed my book and crossed my hands over it before looking back up. 

“Do you use that line on every girl you meet?”

I questioned to cut the awkward tension in the air. “Do I what?” He said with a questioning look on his face. “Omne trium perfectum, do you pull out random Latin on all the girls you meet?” A smirk spread across his face and he leaned in closer to the table before saying, “Well I don’t meet my soulmate every day, so no.”

 I scoffed at his response and laid back in my chair. “Will you stop with this soulmate nonsense?” I ask before crossing my arms over my chest. “What's your name?” He pestered, completely ignoring what I just said. 

I simply just stared at him for a moment and I thought about the night previous. It was strange that we encountered each other repeatedly but that could be brushed off with the fact that our campus is not the biggest. But it was weird that he found interest in me.

“Sommer,” I answered “My name is Sommer Sharp.” His eyes seemed to brighten when I responded and that was the first time I felt something in my chest that didn't hurt. It wasn’t the painful waves of anxiety that would wash over me leaving me incapacitated, but it was almost a glowing feeling. I brushed it off silently. Caleb pulled his hand out in front of me with a large smile on his face and as I placed my hand into his, he spoke in a smooth tone,

“Caleb Gull, it's nice to meet you, soulmate.”

I returned his smile as we shook hands. His hands were soft which surprised me. He was the bassist of the Cart Sister and that can’t be an easy task. Especially for the hands. 

He glanced at the book in front of me and before I knew it he was reading the back synopsis, feigning intrigue from what I could call it. “How long have you been playing in Cart Sisters?” I ask which caught his attention. He placed the book down and made eye contact with me once again. He liked eye contact. “Do you want a drink?” He responded and I sighed in slight frustration. “You know you’re not supposed to answer a question with another question?” He chuckled at my response before getting up to walk to the register. “Maybe you should take your advice.” He responded. 

At least half an hour had passed since Caleb first sat at my table. During that time we mostly spoke about his band and we both discovered that we were of the same classification, freshmen. He told me that he was a finance major and I shared that I was an economics major as well. We exchanged numbers before he left and then it was just me. 

I looked at my book again, considering continuing where I left off but I felt a buzz come from my phone.

“It was nice seeing you again, soulmate.” 

There was a smiley emoji that followed the text. I found a slight smile spread across my face as I responded with, “Same here.” Before I prepared to leave the shop.

[hangezoeenthusiast]

God(hcs)

c!multiple x god!reader

notes: the reader will be the god of death to make it a little bit more spicy :). c!punz’s pronouns are he/they, i’m not sure about the others, but i know theirs. also why does ranboo take away my gender? /j

word count: 1,672

warnings: arson, violence, cursing, yelling, mention of death, voices in technos part, spoilers for wilbur if you haven’t watch tommy’s lore stream, revival for wilbur, making a religion, time travel, egg, prison, stealing, anarchy, playful name calling

Sapnap

so obviously y’all would be a great match :)

you have creative mode, so when sap would ask you to give him a lighter and tnt, you would GLADLY give it

also, can we talk about him being a nether hybrid

fire squared

like fires left and right, hide your mom and your children in your house lol /j

but besides the whole arson thing, you favor him above anyone else on the server

like if he asks for diamond blocks, well here’s a whole inventory of it, also, here’s some ancient debris and some netherite

if someone asked, you would probably grant them with poison and curses, just because you can’t be “unloyal” to snapchat 

wouldn’t be lonely anymore

Dreamwastaken

this duo is less chaotic, but chaotic enough where people avoid you

he still asks you for stuff, but most of the time, you don’t give him it because he annoys you too much about giving stuff

“hey y/n/n, can i pretty please get some emerald blocks.”

“nope bitch, get it yourself.”

but sometimes, you grant him some op shit, when it’s your good day

“because i’m being nice, here’s some diamond, now, don’t ask me again you little piss baby.”

“shut your trap y/n.”

“or what homeless teletubby, what are you going to do to a god like me?”

“you hang out with technoblade to much.”

Georgenotfound

maybe the least chaotic duo

you guys keep on relaxing and relaxing until the point where you don’t do anything

he barely asks you for anything, but only when it’s really really important, like a house or build

especially when he was building his little cottagecore house, he needed your godly presence to help

“y/n, what should the roof be made of?”

“i suggest brick, it makes it more aestheticy if that makes any sense.”

also barely any drama or tea with you guys

never arguing and never betraying each other is a must

Tubbo

also another least chaotic duo

literally help him with his bee farm, he will (platonically) love you forever

gotta be close to ranboo, that’s the rule

gives him SO much stuff, he’s a precious boi 🙄

also gotta be close to tommy, but not as much unfortunately

you help him pick out things for builds, like what material clashes with another, etc

“do you think that the wool and the netherite blocks look good together y/n?”

“nah, what i suggest is the wool with the gold, it looks perfect.”

sometiems, gotta put him in check because he gets a little ego built up

you definitely yank his horn a little too hard because of your IMMENSE STRENGTH

“OW, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT Y/N.”

“calm down sunny, you were just getting a bit over your head a little.”

Tommyinnit

chaotic duo like sapnap

snaps at anyone who annoys you and vice versa

you give him EVERYTHING, obviously except op and creative

he tries to persuade you to do something, but dreamxd wouldn’t allow it, since he is the main boss

“come on y/n, give me op.”

“no tommy, xd will kick my ass.”

“pweaseee.”

“no.”

you would DEFINITELY help him with the Big Innit Hotel, making the whole layout and color palette.

both of you have an intense hatred for ranboo, since he “stole” tubbo away from tommy

Ranboo

least involved in everything

just stay in the tundra and drink some tea, and you’re good for all of your life

helps him get netherite all the time so your boii can get the good stuff 😬

when he mines to get diamonds, he literally prays to you

“y/n, if you’re listening, please give me a 6 vein, i desperately need it for my collection of diamond blocks.”

and THERE IT IS

more than a 6 vein actually, a 12 vein

guess he needs to pray to you more

daily tea sessions, to talk about the good stuff, and NO, and i repeat NO skipping

threatening to flick water on him check ✅

Wilbur Soot

literally you spoil him

not to be angsty, but when he died and lost his last canon life, you revived him instead of Dream

now he’s practically at your knees

like he’s thinks that he owes you, but actually that’s the opposite

he was revived because you were lonely, and wanted your best friend back :(

prays to you when he goes to bed

“hey y/n, hope you’re having a great day, (platonically) love you.”

“love you too mortal.”

sometimes, to be at the peak of godness, you shower upon wilbur as gold to symbolize blessings, like zeus did before

“omg y/n, what are you doing?”

“i’m trying to bless you, shut up bitch.”

just saying, he would make a religion about you :/

Karl Jacobs

omg don’t get me started on this

first, you wouldn’t codone him going back in time

he would definitely forget your name a lot, so that’s why you hated it

“hey karl, how are you doing?”

“i’m sorry, but do i know you?”

ANGST IS TOO MUCH FOR ME

you were definitely the one to push him towards sapnap and quackity

this is also another spoiled boi

give him the entire world while you’re at it pwease

he wants a few diamonds, nope, give him a chest full of them

Quackity

why are there so much chaotic duos in here?

literally chaos times infinity

energy to the max

literally, did you take an energy drink

grants him every wish he can randomly think off

“can i get a bucket with lava and a fish in it?”

“weird choice, but ok man.”

gotta be close to sap and karl or he isn’t your friend anymore /j

helps with las nevadas a lot, and definitely tries to rig the machines so you get money

“hey big q, i got 10,000 dollars.”

“that’s impossible... y/n, did you cheat?”

“nooo 😊”

help him preen his wings, and he goes “I LOVE YOU, MWAH MWAH.” obviously in his mind 🙄

Awesamdude

definitely helps him maintain the prison

you both love setting up red stone contraptions and pistons and all that giz

“hey sam, do you know where the redstone torches are?”

“yeah, there behind the pistons in the back.”

also you helped build the prison, since he could do that by himself

“are you sure that lava wall will work y/n, your calculations seem inaccurate.”

“i’m sure sam, this will add some more security to this goddamn server.”

nerd squared lol

BadBoyHalo

wouldn’t condone the egg

you warned him multiple times to get away from its grasp, but most of the times he’ll decline

“i won’t y/n, the egg is the future.”

he still, even after all the advancements, even after everything, he tries to ask you to join the eggpire

“come on y/n, you’ll like being with us.”

“i don’t wanna be on a stupid egg side, like let me crack the egg, i wanna eat it and turn it into a omelette.”

he doesn’t like that joke :(

but before he discovered the egg, both of you were joint at the hip

sight seeing was a must

languages being thrown around everywhere, since you were the little language muffin

Punz

steals stuff from everyone

hide your stuff, because the punzo-y/n team is unstoppable

definitely they can be really stubborn and indecisive

like one day, he will be like, “i need gold blocks.” and the next, “nevermind, i need netherite actually.”

like hon, stop switching

also anarchy buddies

burning down forests and buildings are your guys’s specialty

when you give him gold when they doesn’t ask, his heart goes brrr and his brain goes, “pog pog, they’re so cool, lets hug them.”

Technoblade

now this is the most deadly duo in the entire Dream Smp

better not piss you guys off 😐

he’s the Blood God, and you’re the God/Goddess/God being of Death

so if some occasion where you need to battle someone, like Techno’s enemies, *clears throat and murmurs Quackity*, you will obviously back your boy up :)

help him with enchanting and potions and he’s set for life

also you got have to be close to the great Philza Minecraft since him and Techno are buddy buddy

anarchy squared

helps with the voices since you have some of your own

“so what you’re saying is that i need to pay attention to them?”

“yeah, when i first learned that the voices were in my head, i tried to ignore them, but that sucked. so what i did was try to distract myself with various tasks, and that sucked.”

“so what do i do, you’re saying that i should listen to them, but how do i do that when they literally shout at me.”

“just embrace it, obviously when they do their little chant of blood for the blood god, you have to ignore them.”

“you suck at advice.”

Philza Minecraft

so since both of you resemble death, him being the Angel of Death and you being the God/Goddess/God being of Death, y’all are fucking best friends, platonic soulmates if you will

death squared

watch out, because if you piss them off, prepare to d-

gotta be close to Ranboo and Techno, and obviously others who he platonically likes

he doesn’t need to ask you for stuff, he’s the fricking Angel of Death, but he will ask you to preen his wings :D

“ow, not there y/n.”

“oh shut up grandpa, let me do it.”

“I’M NOT OLD DUMBASS.”

Dream XD

two gods at once, damn there is so much chaos

left and right, you guys are noticed by everyone, like purrrr

y’all would be in some fancy shit, to show your power

you would get jealous of him hanging out with george

“why are you jealous y/n?”

“you’re hanging out with george to much, hang out with me please :(.”

gifts are a must, even though both of you have access to creative