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I found a Soulmate in my Sundae

Artist Rachel Zhang

Playlist curator Leah Drysdale

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💫Did I even deserve you?💫

✨Pairing: Vampire!Seonghwa x dead!gn!reader ✨Prompt: Vampire Seonghwa is still miserable many decades after losing his soulmate. ✨Word Count: 3.4k ✨Genre: angst, vampire au, soulmate au 🌙Warnings: talks of death, reader is mentioned but not alive in this story, no use of y/n, mentions of Seonghwa not feeding for a long period of time, lost of a loved one, mentions of how he wishes he wasn't on this earth anymore, grief, ghosts, let me know if I missed any warnings! ☀️️Authors note: Got this idea into my head and wanted to explore writing angst in this setting. It is very different from what I usually write and I have worked hard on this one and I am quite pleased with the outcome.

The moon was high up in the sky, illuminating the forest in a light wash of grey. Highlighting the fog that is developing the forest and the castle making it look eerie and abandoned. Cobwebs dancing around windows and moss climbing up the bricks together with the roses that are climbing parts of the castle.

Both beautiful and dangerous.

It was said that sometimes you could see ghosts walking past the windows. Some even claimed to have seen a ghost in the rose garden. Walking around and calling out for their beloved but no response.

Young children were warned not to go there. It was dangerous and better to stay away from a place that would most likely fall in a few decades. The road to the castle was brittled with rocks, thick trees and bushes.

It was not a pleasant road.

Despite that there was a lone figure hiking their way up to the castle, dressed in a black robe. The figure was walking very slowly as if every step towards the castle was painful, making him hurt deeply. Despite that, he continued on with heavy footsteps to the one place he called home.

The owl up in the tree hooted familiarly once he was spotted and the howls of wolves could be heard throughout the forest. None of this bothered the man, for he knew that no one would dare to try and hurt him. A man of the night, a bloodthirsty bloodsucker as the humans once had called people like him.

Now he and his family were nothing more than a mere legend.

A myth.

Something humans wrote stories about without believing they actually existed. Sometimes the man wishes he no longer existed in this world.

It would be easier than walking around the world knowing your fated one was no longer walking this earth.

Unfortunately he was doomed to walk this cruel earth until the end of time as it was now.

The closer he got to his home the more dread and sorrow filled his entire being. He used to be filled with such happiness coming back here but now that was all gone.

The grand doors to the castle opened welcoming, sensing one of its masters returning home. The candles lighting up as he entered the hallway and walked down towards the place where he knew his brothers were residing.

They were expecting him after all. Like they do every year around this time when he gets back from his three month search around the world for anyone who could help him bring back his fated one to life.

And like every year he came back unsuccessful.

It was as if the world was taunting him. Taunting him for not being careful enough. For not appreciating what he had and for being arrogant thinking he could best fate and death because of who he was.

Seonghwa

Your voice.

He stopped what he was doing. Only the wind was blowing in from an opened window. The figure looked around carefully, not making much movements, for us mortals it would have looked like he was completely still.

He shook his head gently. It must have been the wind. It cannot have been your voice he heard.

You are no longer here he told himself as he continued his walk towards the room his brothers were in. He could not have heard your voice whisper his name in the wind. You were dead, no longer walking this earth and it felt like his heart was breaking into thousands of pieces every single day when he remembers that.

He remembers your smile, your laughter, your kindness. Everything that he once took for granted he now misses with such intensity that he does not know what to do with himself. It is like the joy he once had is now gone, sucked out of his body leaving behind a cold empty shell.

He starts walking again. He knows his brothers have heard him arrive and he knows that they are waiting for him. The closer he gets the more he can hear them. Shuffling around in the living room, living their normal lives.

Not stricken by grief.

The doors open once again welcoming, just like the front doors to one of its masters returning home and the noise dies down as he steps inside looking around at his family. They are all there. The first ones he notices are the two brunettes sitting together on the sofa. Yunho, Yeosang. Then he sees the them, San, Wooyoung. The latter holding a large book, open on some random page that they seemed to have been discussing before he arrived. He searched for the youngest of his brothers who he found standing next to the tall blond man near the table. Jongho. Mingi. He counted them in his head, he looked around, searching for the leader of his coven. He found him, standing near the big window gazing out into the garden. Hongjoong.

A part of him felt a little better after doing the count. For some reason he had worried they would not all be here when he came back despite the fact that they were always there. No doubt. They would always be here to welcome him home after his long journey.

The blond at the window turned around and when their eyes met he gave him a smile.

"Welcome home Seonghwa. We have missed you." He said taking a few short steps forward to greet him. Taking him into an embrace which he returned.

"I am glad to be back." Seonghwa replied even if it was only half the truth. He was glad to be back seeing his brothers but in reality he was not overly pleased being back without a solution to his suffering.

"How was your journey around the world? Did you find what you were searching for?" Hongjoong questioned even though Seonghwa suspected he already knew the answer to that just like the rest in the room listening in on their conversation.

"Unfortunately I have yet to find someone or something that could help me bring back my loved one." He told him, his shoulders slumping forward. He tried to put on a neutral face but Hongjoong was smart, he could see through his facade quicker than anyone else in their coven. His eyes had shown a glimt of understanding as he nodded carefully.

"You look awful, have you been feeding at all when you have journeyed???" Wooyoungs voice pierced through the air, clearly targeted at him and he could only shrug his shoulders opting not to look at the younger vampire.

"I do not feel hungry anymore Wooyoung." Was the only thing he could give as a response and if he had not already been dead the look Wooyoung sent him would have put him 5 feet under the ground as they spoke.

"You have to feed Seonghwa. It is not healthily to avoid feeding for as long as you have! Lat time I saw you feed was three months ago before you left!" Wooyoung stalked towards him "Are you telling me you have not feed in three months??"

They stared at each other for a long while. He knew all of them already knew the answer. It was the same every year and like every year before this year Wooyoung always grew furious when he figured that he had been neglecting his own health.

Again.

He could feel the energy around him tense up. The others were clearly not happy at all with this and yet despite that Seonghwa could not get himself to care about it. Had it been the other way around he would have been furious, furious at his brothers for ignoring their health and not eating but since it was him and not them he found himself often not caring. He would rather wallow in his grief, allowing the ugly feelings tormenting him to come to the surface in various ways.

"How is my beloved? Are they still safe in their casket?" He asked, voice cracking at the word beloved.

The very thought of you not being there or the possibility of something happening to you whilst he was gone was terrifying to him and he had to fight hard to stop the tears wanting to well up in his eyes.

Wooyoungs furious eyes soften instantly when he had asked the question and the other looked at him with sympathy. Yunho nodded confirming that you were still safe, still protected in the garden he had grown just for you.

"They are safe Seonghwa. We have made sure nothing could harm them whilst you were away." San said, giving him that kind smile only San could give someone when they needed it the most. Seonghwa felt like he could see the stars in his brothers eyes at that moment and it never failed to amaze him how much love and adoration could be seen in Sans eyes and how it was always something very real. It never faded or changed no matter how many decades had passed and right now he was thankful for it.

For the love and compassion his brothers were showing him.

"Why do you not sit down? Tell us about your journey? What has changed in the world since last time you went outside?" Hongjoong questioned whilst leading him over to the big chair, gently guiding him to eventually sit down in it. A blanket was placed over him, Mingi moving with utmost care to wrap it around him to keep him warm. He almost let words of protests out until he saw the worry in his eyes.

"Your beloved would not want you neglecting yourself like this." Was all he said with a low rumble before standing up and walking over to Jongho.

That stung.

His heart ached at the comment Mingi had said. Everyone had heard it. It was impossible for them not to hear him. They just pretended like nothing had been said but he knew they were silently agreeing with him. Agreeing with the statement that you, his beloved, who no longer walked this earth, would not want him to neglect himself and his health.

He wants to respond. To deny what Mingi has said. He has rationalized in his head that you would be okay with what he is doing so he can bring you back and the two of you can live together again like you did before.

The rest of his coven sits down all looking at him with curious eyes. Waiting for him to start telling them about his journey.

"It is all the same. Nothing has really changed in the outside world. We are still myths and legends. The only thing that has changed amongst humans is their greed. I would say they have become even greedier and distrusting than before."

"Humans have always been greedy and distrusting Seonghwa." Hongjoong cut him off before sending an apologetic look when he glared at his coven leader.

"I would say they are even more so now than before. I searched through every country on this bloody earth and I found no one. No one who could help me bring my beloved back. The sights I saw when wandering should have taken my breath away but all it did was make me angry. Furious that they were not next to me witnessing it all. At one point on a cliff looking out at the ocean I screamed. I cursed everything living and dead that day. I was so angry and I still am." Seonghwa spoke, his hands fiddling with the blanket as his eyes darken in anger.

His brothers look at each other in worry. They had hoped after many decade that Seonghwas fury and anger would dwindle down but it only seemed to grow with each year. Wooyoung looked at his older brother and friend in sorrow, he had been close to you, Seonghwas beloved, when you were still living and breathing. He understood the pain and anger Seonghwa was feeling but he also knew that you would not wish this upon anyone. Once having confided in him that you would want them to move forward to be happy, not to forget but to eventually come to cherish what had been rather than constantly living in the past thinking of what you could have done together if only things had gone differently.

"And I-" Seonghwa started but stopped once he heard it again.

Seonghwa.

He looked around. He swore he had heard your voice again. This time it could not have been the wind for no window was open.

"Hwa? What is wrong?" Yunhos voice brought him back from his thoughts as he turned to look at him.

"Y-you did not hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Nothing." He shakes his head "It was nothing."

"Perhaps you should go and rest?" Yeosang chimed in and the others agreed, nodding their heads.

Seonghwa looked at them before glancing around again, he was sure he heard you but now since none other than him seems to have heard you he wonders if some rest would actually help him.

So he nods and he can see the other's shoulders drop down in relaxation as if they had been expecting him to put up a fight and argue with them about resting.

"Perhaps I should... but I would like to go see them first." He feels stupid, like a child asking for permission to do something when he is the oldest in the coven. He could do whatever he wanted and if that was to go out into the rose garden and visit you then he could without permission.

He stands up before anyone can answer what he has said, he lays the blanket back on the chair before he strides towards another sets of doors which will lead him back to a corridor and down a few flight of stairs before he can enter the garden.

The doors open immediately for him and he makes a point of quietly thanking the castle for opening its doors for him. He remembers the first time he had gone out on his three month journey. When he had come back inconsolable wanting to leave that room to go see you the castle had refused. Refused to open its doors and windows for its master to go wherever he pleased.

Not until he had calmed down and only the silent tears were staining his cheeks had he been allowed out. It was after his brothers had held him close, allowing him to grieve in safety and then being given a cup of blood to drink by Wooyoung to help stabilize himself.

After that the castle had always listened to him. And now he was walking with a sense of purpose, he had to see you again. It always pains him to be away from you for three months when he spends almost every single day around you. Tending to the roses or cleaning the glass casket you lay inside whilst talking quietly to you about his days or how much he misses you.

As he walks out of the door and into the garden he stops in his tracks when he sees something or rather someone walking ahead of him.

You.

He cannot stop himself before he rushes forward and just as he is to grab your hand you vanish.

"No... No no no no no!" He mumbles to himself, now sprinting towards the rose garden, you cannot be gone.

You cannot.

Seonghwa almost trips over the steps leading up to where you lay and he stops at the casket breathing heavily gripping it tightly as he takes you in.

You are still there. Untouched. Just like the way you had been when he had left three months ago.

"My beloved." He whispers and just like that the tears are welling up again in his eyes.

Seonghwa. My love.

Seonghwa gasps as he hears your voice again turning around since he can hear your voice from behind him. He had not expected to actually see you. You are pale, standing there and he notes as he falls down on his knees in shock that you are slightly transparent.

"My beloved. My love." He says while the first tear fall down his pale cheek. His voice is growing thick with emotion and when you look at him with those sad eyes he cannot help himself from crawling up to you trying to take ahold of your hand in his only to realize he is unable to.

"No. Please no. Please." He whimpers looking up at you as the waterworks starts afresh.

You have to let me go.

"No! No no no no please I cannot do that. Please I am sorry I cannot live in a world without you. Please do not leave me." He pleads over and over again trying to take ahold of you but he keeps going through you. His eyes looks almost wild as he tries everything to be able to hold you.

You can see how his heart breaks over and over at not being able to hold you and you know you cannot be visible for much longer.

I love you.

When Seonghwa notices that you are disappearing from his view is when he goes into hysterics. He wails for you to come back to him, he screams in fear, anger and grief and it echos loudly throughout the entire forest. He roars in anger, smashing a statue before breaking down again near the casket. Sobbing over and over again that he is sorry, that he wishes you would come back to him. He asks for death to take him once and for all so he can reunite with you.

He grips his head as he cries, wails and screams in fury and sadness. It is like an explosion he cannot control. Seonghwa is unsure of how much time has passed but he finds that he does not care. All he cares about is that he saw you and he could not hold you one last time like he wished he could. He contemplates for a moment to destroy your casket just so he could hold you in his arms again but he physically cannot make that move.

He cannot destroy your last sleeping place. That would be like spitting on your entire existence if he did, so he finds himself hurting himself and the statues and rose bushes around himself in a fit of anger.

Up in the castle seven figures are looking out of the window from the room they still were in. Hearing Seonghwas wails of agony and grief pained them. It was as if someone was driving a spear into their non-beating heart over and over again.

"I wish I could take away all his pain and suffering. All this grief." Jongho mumbles before leaning close to Hongjoong, hiding his face in the crook of his leaders neck as said man brings an arm around him to bring comfort.

"I never want to find my soulmate... It will only bring even more anguish to him. He will constantly be reminded of his own soulmate who he no longer has. I do not want to make him go through that." San says, tears building up in his eyes.

"You cannot stop it from happening San. Do not deprive yourself of the happiness of finding your soulmate because Seonghwa lost his. That is not something he would want. He would want you to be happy. You know that San." Yunho said whilst giving the younger a sad smile, tears also in his eyes as Seonghwa continues to scream and wail out apologies, curse words and asking for you to come back to him.

"Grief... What is not grief if not love persevering. It is proof of how much he has loved and cherished his beloved. He was just too blind in the moment that he thought he could best death and now all these years later after death won he cannot handle it. Because he has yet to fully accept that they are gone. He has yet to accept that they are gone. It might take years until he gets over the stages of anger, denial, depression and guilt. We will be there to help him through it all. I was thinking of going with him next year so he will not be alone on his journey." Hongjoong says eyes sharply focused on the figure down below.

Eyes slightly widening when he sees something or someone behind his brother before it disappears. He could have sworn it looked like you but he must have been wrong. It was probably the tears in his eyes clouding his vision.

It could not have been you.

You were dead.

Gone.

Forever.

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Touched : Chapter 1 - Attachments

Warning, the following content is for an 18+ audience. If you are under the age of 18 do not read the content below. Warning, the following content has disturbing/triggering themes such as; Cheating and others. I do not support or encourage these themes or actions, they are merely written fictional events for entertainment. 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: After finding out your boyfriend of two years - who is not your soulmate - cheated on you, you quickly find a job in another part of the country so you can get far away from him. You become the secretary of Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, Bakugou Katsuki. The bond with your soulmate - in which you can feel everything sexually related - starts feeling more intense after you start working for Bakugou.Not only do you have to deal with your soulmate bond becoming stronger, the feelings of betrayal and heartbreak from your ex cheating, but you also have to deal with Bakugou flirting you - who with each passing day, seems to become more attractive.

Word Count: 3502

A/N: Thank you to my beta readers, "Huntress" and "Ribbon". Also for telling me the porn is cringe but thats fine-

If it wasn’t for your pounding headache from all the crying you did the night before, you would’ve thought it was just a normal day. Your heart felt shattered, even if the breakup was weeks in the planning after you found out your boyfriend had cheated on you.

You sat up from your mattress on the floor and got out of your sleeping bag. The removalists would take the last of your stuff today then you were going to move to Musutafu in the Shizuoka Prefecture.

Moving to a whole other Prefecture just to get away from some boy who cheated on you might have been an overreaction, but you gave up so much to be with your boyfriend. You gave up friends, and some amazing job offers, and even stopped talking to some family members.

You didn’t even want to tell your parents you broke up with your boyfriend because he cheated on you. You knew if you told them that, they would say ‘This is what you get for not waiting for your soulmate’. You simply told your parents you had accepted a new job and were going to move away and that you and Minato had decided to break up.

Which was also the reason you gave to him. You didn’t want to admit you came over to surprise him, only to see him kiss another girl while she left his apartment. You didn’t want to admit you then talked to the woman and found out she thought she was dating him for months. You didn’t want to admit that you then had been secretly planning to leave the Prefecture, accepting a new Hero Assistant job just to get away from him. 

You didn’t want to tell him. You didn’t want to tell your parents.

You didn’t want to tell anyone.

Because you knew no one would support you at this point.

You took your last shower in your apartment and put the last of your things into your suitcase before standing outside of your apartment as the removalists came, taking your mattress, a nightlight, table and chair. 

You sighed before making your way down the apartment stairs. Your train left in a few hours but you didn’t want to stay around here for very long. Too many memories.

You didn’t want to remind yourself how much you had failed.

You were starting a new life, away from all this drama you caused for yourself. You were starting your new job next week and you already had a new apartment to move into, leaving you with the opportunity to throw things out.

Goodbye Minato Kusumoto, you cheating bastard.

When you stepped into your new apartment, you let out a sigh of relief. 

Sure, there were boxes everywhere, but you were away from everyone. You had been moving around all day, only being able to have a small lunch. You felt so tired.

You were thankful to the removalists that they put your mattress on your bedframe. You quickly made your bed then stripped off your clothing, getting yourself comfy into your bed.

You had a busy next few days ahead of you then straight into work. You needed things to be fast-paced, so you could get your mind off of Minato.

You looked at your phone one last time before bed, rolling your eyes when you saw your mother had texted you.

Mama Hi sweetie How was the trip? Did you get home safely?

You I’m fine mother, thank you. I’ll text you in the morning, I’m tired.

You didn’t even look at what she texted back, you just put your phone down and turned over in your bed. You closed your eyes, wanting the darkness to take you.

But then you felt it.

You pushed your thighs together and blushed feeling as you felt pleasure and desire rush through your system.

Your soulmate really knew how to pick a time to masturbate huh?

You remember as a kid that you thought you didn’t have a soulmate. Everyone had a soulmate bond. All different but you couldn’t feel yours. You got tested when you were 10, but once your results came in your parents refused to tell you anything besides that you did have a soulmate.

It was only when you were a teen did you understand why. You and your soulmate could feel each other, physically-sexually that is.

If you were aroused, they would feel it. If you touched yourself, they would feel it. If you had sex with someone, they would feel it. Same in reverse.

You were thankful your soulmate was able to control themselves. Sure they had desires and got horny in the middle of the day but they wouldn’t act on it and shut it down quickly. Only in the late afternoon and early mornings did they act on it. 

So you would think with that sort of bond, you wouldn’t have gotten yourself a boyfriend.

That was your parents' logic anyway.

You tried for the longest time to follow what your soulmate was doing, being in control. Trying not to get horny in the middle of the day and even limiting when you touched yourself.

Then you met your ex-boyfriend and you broke the unspoken agreement you had with your soulmate.

Minato just- He flirted with you, daily. Praise you, your work, your body. You couldn’t help but look at him some days and just imagine him nude. Wasn’t long until you started dating, and then sleeping together.

You knew your soulmate knew. Not only could they feel it, but they stopped masturbating altogether for a while.

Their timing was- It was something. They started masturbating when you and your boyfriend had sex, and if you were mad at your boyfriend. It was almost as if they knew when you were mad and did it just to piss you off.

You lay there - in your bed - and held onto your pillow for comfort. Maybe it was because you were still upset, but you weren’t getting turned on by your soulmate playing with themself. It saddened you. 

Did you technically cheat on your soulmate?

You wouldn’t be surprised if your soulmate didn’t want to be with you.

You felt their climax wash over you, giving you a sense of stress relief. 

You would be blessed if your soulmate ever wanted you back in their life.

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“Thank you for taking him on on such short notice.” The tall hero in denim clothing - Best Jeanist - sighed out. “We’ve been trying to find him someone even when he was just a sidekick.” 

“I am just grateful for this opportunity, Best Jeanist.” You thanked the hero, slightly bowing the hero. 

“He’ll be a handful.” Best Jeanist sighed in a defeated pitch. “Let me know if he becomes too much of a handful for you, Miss L/N.”

You softly nodded. The articles you had read about the Explosive Hero were alarming, to say the least. He would be needing an overhaul of his PR branding, limited access to his public social media, and probably limited interviews.

Maybe photoshoots would help him gain some more fangirls. His fangirls were probably the most loyal thing he has ever had in his fanbase if the Hero Deku wasn’t.

“Thank you for the concern, Best Jeanist.” You said in a thankful voice. “I’m sure I’ll find my rhythm with him soon enough.”

“I hope so too.” He said before opening an opaque window door to an office space. 

The room was 5 metres by 5 metres, one wall only being a window to the outside of the building, and the other three being opaque windows. One of the opaque walls had another opaque door, but you could tell that the other side of the wall and door had soundproofing foam stuck to it.

Best Jeanist walked into the door and pointed at the door with foam on the other side. “That’s Dynamight’s office. We’ve tried making it so you won’t get disturbed by his yelling. If he does get too loud you are more than welcome to work with some of the other Hero Assistants.”

“Is there a common room where the assistants frequent?” You asked him.

“Yes, on level 5 if I remember correctly.” He answered. “I’ll ask my assistants where it is exactly for you.”

“Thank you, Best Jeanist.”

“You can just call me Hakamada, L/N.” He reassured you. “I’ll go find Bakugou so we can introduce you to him.”

“Don’t bother.” A deep husky male voice spoke from the doorframe.

You and Hakamada turned to the door frame, and there stood a 196cm tall man with a wide chest and shoulders, muscular arms crossed in front of his chest, spiky ash blonde hair, sharp ruby red eyes, and an explosion scar across the right side of his face.

It was Katsuki Bakugou, also known as Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, in the top 100 heroes in Japan and the hero you were now the assistant. If it weren’t for him never being able to hold down an assistant, you would have never been given the opportunity to be able to quickly leave your ex-boyfriend.

You felt a shiver down your spine and a growing uncomfortable arousal feeling growing inside of you. You tried to push it away, but you could feel your soulmate’s arousal as well. 

“Bakugou, I’m glad you were able to make this meeting.” Hakamada spoke up. “This is your new assistant, Y/N L/N.”

Bakugou’s eyes are glued to you. You felt small under his eyes, and you couldn’t figure out the feelings you were feeling. Maybe from your soulmate bond?

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Bakugou.” You spoke up, trying to keep yourself professional and calm. “I hope we can work together without any problems.”

Bakugou’s eyes stayed glued to you, giving you another shiver down your body. Something about him gave you an uncomfortable feeling. Maybe it was because you had met the known explosion temper, maybe it was from how large it was, maybe it was the scar etched into his skin, maybe it was how he was holding eye contact with you.

Whatever it was, it was stirring something within you. Something you hadn’t experienced before.

“Bakugou-” Hakamada's voice broke both of you out of whatever trance you two were in. “Please don’t scare her off so early into this job.”

Bakugou gave you one last glance before looking at Hakamada. “Fine.”

Bakugou then turned and walked towards his own office, leaving you and the tall hero alone again. Hakamada didn’t allow you much time to recover from your first meeting with the rising hero.

“Sorry about him, I don’t know what’s up with him today.”

“It’s alright, Hakamada.” You rescued him. “He probably was just testing me.”

“That wasn’t him testing you.” Hakamada said. “He’s very… Never mind.”

You quirked a brow at him, but he moved on to the next topic. Not allowing you to ask any questions regarding Bakugou as a person.

“There should be a handbook in the top drawer on what we expect you to be doing for today.” Hakamada said as he pointed to your desk. “Read over over and if you finish it early then get started on making up a plan to showcase to Bakugou, my assistants and myself tomorrow. Is that understood?”

You quickly nodded your head. “I understand sir.”

“Good, I’ll let you get to work then.” Hakamada then left swiftly, walking towards Bakugou’s office.

You walked over to your office, placing your bag beside your desk before going through the large file that was on your top desk. Either Bakugou was going to be a difficult client, or this hero agency was going to be difficult. You had to press on though, you couldn’t fail again so soon.

You saw the screen on your phone light up and saw a familiar name pop up which made you breathe in sharply.

Minato Kusumoto Hope you are doing well Miss you <3

You hadn’t blocked him because you didn’t want him to figure out you knew yet. Maybe give it a few more weeks of him texting then you’ll block with under the reason he wasn’t letting you move on.

Yeah, that could work.

You looked back at the paperwork and started reading.

Your back felt sore after reading the whole file. You stood up and cracked your back. You wrote down some notes on your notepad, but there was no way you had a full plan yet. You could do that at home.

You put the whole file in your top drawer before gathering your things and getting up. Once you left your office, you felt eyes resting on you. You turned, seeing Bakugou’s ruby-red eyes staring at you. You felt another shiver down your spine before politely smiling at him.

“Good evening, Dynamight-”

“Bakugou is fine, L/N.” Bakugou interested you, though his tone was not as harsh as you were expecting.

Was his explosive personality just an act? You doubted it considering that file you just finished reading through. Maybe he was tired?

“...Bakugou.” You corrected yourself. “I hope you have a good evening.”

You could see something behind his eyes, as if he was a grandfather clock in deep thought.

“...Travel home safely, L/N.” Bakugou said before turning back to whatever he was doing.

You eyed him courteously before turning and backing your way to the elevator. As you were walking, you felt your soulmate’s arousal and desire flare up out of nowhere. You gritted your teeth through the friendly smiles you gave up, wondering what on earth made your soulmate go against their known pattern. It didn’t even feel as if they were trying to cool themselves off or shut it down.

Whatever it was, your soulmate needed to knock it off for the next half hour. Just so you could get to your apartment in one peace. 

As you ate your dinner, one of your eyes twitched from the arousal you still felt between your legs. Your soulmate did not even bless you with five minutes no, they seemed to have been arousal ever since you had left the office.

In fact, it seemed as if their desire had increased since that time!

You wanted to be understanding, forgiving even. Especially after those two years, you were with your cheating ex-boyfriend. Now however you understood why your soulmate was a bit vengeful during that time.

This constituent heat and arousal at your core was starting to get frustrating. 

Too frustrating.

Too frustrating for you to eat your salad in fucking peace!

You hoped that starting to unpack your new home would help you not focus on whatever your soulmate was lusting over. It worked for a good solid ten minutes.

That was until you felt them start to masturbate as if their life depended on it.

You gasped, feeling something tight pump up and down on their cock with fast strokes. You actually stumbled to the side and gripped tightly onto whatever furniture was closest to you, dropping whatever you had been holding onto. 

You heard something shatter, but that didn’t matter right now. You gripped tightly onto whatever you were holding tightly tightly and shut your eyes. You had started to pant, feeling your cheeks heat up.

You bit your lower lip, trying to hold in a moan. You weren’t even touching yourself and yet your soulmate was able to bring you to the point where you felt yourself dripping wet, ruining whatever panties you were wearing.

What in the hell had them this turned on my gods!

You felt there to sit on the floor, breathing desperately as your soulmate masturbates for twenty or so minutes. You gasped sharply inwards as you felt them climax, leaving you shaking in a wet puddle on the floor of your apartment.

You stayed there for a moment so you could recover, trying to come down from their climax. 

Your head felt dizzy and your vulvar felt sore. It felt very similar to actual sex. If it wasn't for the fact that no contact was actually made with your body, you would call it the best sex of your life.

Maybe it felt more intense because you moved closer to your soulmate?

You immediately shot that down, thinking back to the night before. Last night felt like it normally did. This was clearly triggered by it genuinely being more intense on your soulmate’s side.

You finally pulled yourself up, your legs shaking from the intense orgasm you felt. You felt something wet slide down your thigh, making you shiver.

You looked at the floor and saw a shattered plate.

Shit.

You carefully cleaned up the shattered plate mess while trying to ignore your own sexual frustration between your legs. You’ll deal with that in the shower once you are done.

Your phone started to ring. You grabbed it and accepted the call, bringing it to your ear as your eyes focused on the shattered plate on the floor.

“This is L/N.”

“Hey there, kitty.”

You felt your body froze from hearing your ex-boyfriend’s voice, Minato Kusumoto.

“Minato, it’s lovely to hear from you.” Your faked a smile through the phone, feeling a pit of dread in your stomach.

That certainly killed your sexual frustration. 

“No pet names?” You heard him pout through the phone. “I know we have only recently just broken up, but I thought I would get something more than that.”

“I’m not really in the mood, Minato.” You sighed through the phone.

“Did I catch you at a bad time, kitty?” You heard Minato’s husky voice ask with a slightly concerned tone.

“Shattered a plate.” You answered him. “Add onto the fact I have to have a whole plan ready for the hero by tomorrow.”

“Short deadline first day, huh? I know you’ll be able to do it, kitty. You were always able to do quick deadlines.” You heard Minato softly chuckle.

You used to love the sound of his voice.

All you could feel now was heartbreak and betrayal.

“Please don’t do this, Minato.” You said firmly to him. “No nicknames, no praises. That’s what happens when two people break up.”

You could almost feel his annoyed disappointment through the silence. You needed to set up this boundary with him, you needed to fully pull away from him.

“Whose the hero are you working for?”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“That’s not fair, Y/N.”

You sighed, rubbing a hand down your face. “Minato-”

“No, you don’t get to be disappointed.” Minato snapped you through the phone, sounding hurt. “You don’t get to drop everything we had for a job and I don’t even get to know who the guy is!”

You felt a hurtful heart squeeze. You wanted to snap at him about how it wasn’t fair that you threw your life away to be with him, only for him to cheat on you.

But you couldn’t say that, because that wasn’t the reason you gave him.

You took in a deep breath then let it out.

“Minato, I deserve this job. It’s what I worked for my whole career. I know it’s unfair, but it would also be unfair for me if I just threw away my dreams for you.”

His voice became silent, but you could hear the rhythmic taping of his fingers onto his knee.

“Is that your only reason?” He asked.

You felt your blood run cold. You hoped he hadn’t used his quirk to find out the truth. “Yes, that’s my only reason.”

Silence once again fell the call.

“You better do a fantastic job there, Y/N.” He finally said. “Don’t let them look down on you, alright?”

You sighed in relief. “I won’t I promise.”

“Good.” Minato sighed. “I- … I hope I see you soon, Y/N.”

You hoped not. “Bye, Minato.”

“Goodbye, Y/N.”

You hung up the phone and finally let your emotions collapse. 

You felt warm hot tears run down your cheeks and you breathed in deeply but in fast short breaths. You hunched over, bringing your hands to your eyes as you started to sob.

That good-for-nothing bastard.

Fuck-! Why couldn’t you just have waited to meet your soulmate!

You hated it! You hated you! You hated Minato!

You just wanted your soulmate - whoever they were - to hold you. You just wanted to be loved and wanted.

Would you even be able to love your soulmate? It seemed as if it was going to purely be sexual.

God, what if you weren’t lovable?

You sat up and looked up at the ceiling and took in some deep breaths.

Breathe. Just breathe Y/N, breathe.

Inhale, exhale.

You were going to be okay. You had to.

You picked up the last of the shattered plate, wrapping it up in plastic before dropping it into the bin.  This was a new start, remember? You are going to be amazing.

[multifandombullshitbabes]

I feel like if you hate Haley, you simply lack either comprehension skills, or you genuinely watched the show with eyes and ears covered, cause aint no way.

Was it a shitty situation? Yeah. Was she right for the divorce? Yeah, actually, if they couldn't come to a compromise. That's what happens with relationships, people change, goals change, life changes. That's natural. Is it unfair to make Hotch leave a job he obviously loves? Yes. Is it unfair to assume your family is going to feel ok when you work a dangerous job that makes you absent a lot? Also yes. These realities can and DO coexist!!! The saddest part abt all of this is jack.

Could Hotch maybe trust his team a bit more to pick up some paperwork so he can have more time with his family and not spend extra hours not home? Yes!! But he wouldn't, cuz hes the leader, the protector, the parent, and he would NEVER make his team do work thats his. He'll take the sacrifice of not seeing his family as much. Because it is a sacrifice. He just also didn't want Haley to know how much it truly hurt to be away, cuz then SHE would be in pain for him n would want him to leave more, and then jack would ALSO feel the pain of both his parents.

Its a shitty situation, its sad, its complicated, its full of love, and its so REAL, and it is NOT Haleys fault. Why would y'all blame a mother for wanting the father around more often? Why would y'all blame a wife who doesn't want her husband to go away and never, ever come back?

Its what comes with the job. And sadly, Haley realised she could not do it, she could not be with jack knowing hotch could just be DEAD. Thats CRAZY. Its HORRIFYING. And it is the job.

[richonnefan50]

You ever just think how Billy and Ralph went all those years haven't seen nor speaking with each other after filming the first karate kid movie and it wasn't until after Pat passing that they came back into each other lives and have been inseparable ever since 🥲. Like these 2 were suppose to be best friends the whole time and didn't even know it . Like imagine going trough most of your whole life without one of your best friends not even knowing that person suppose to be your best friend😭❤. Until things happen in life that bring you back to that person .Imma shut up now😭❤...

[drymushroomfics]

Time

Colin Firth x reader

  You stare at your wrist, watching the timer ticking down. One minute; that's how long it takes until you'll be face to face with your soulmate.

You've spent your whole life wondering who it could be. Now, here you are, at a movie premiere with thousands of people as your clock ticks closer and closer to zero. You can feel your head spinning. Your nerves increasing.

You tried to find your close friend, Renne, but she's nowhere in sight.

You look up from your wrist just as you bump into someone's back.

"I'm so sor-", you try to say but there's a buzzing going off in your head.

You can barely hear your own thoughts. You wince for a moment before looking back down.

Your wrist reads 0:00.

You look up at the mystery person you had bumped into.

It's... Colin Firth.

He's staring at you, his hand touching the back of his head.

He must've heard it too, right? He has to know.

"Do you?...", you try to say, but nerves are getting the better of you.

He pulls up his sleeve, looking at his own number.

It reads, 0:00

"I recognize you.", he says.

You look at him confused.

"You're y/n?"

"How could you know that?", you ask, still disoriented.

"Renee talks about you a lot. She's even shown me your picture. She wanted to set me up with you but I figured there was no point considering.", he explains, gesturing to his wrist.

"Ironic, don't you think; Renee setting you up with your apparent soulmate."

"Soulmate... Yes..."

Your meeting is interrupted by an usher letting you know that it's time to find your seats.

"You are seated between Renee and I.", he tells you, placing his hand at the small of your back.

You nod, staying quiet as your head spins.

You don't actually no anything about him and he doesn't know a thing about you apart from what Renee must have told him.

"We're soulmates yet we're total strangers. Could the universe be wrong?", you wonder.

You and Colin find Renee already sitting, a large smile on her face.

"I see you've finally met.", she smirks, taking hold of your wrist and looking at the number before doing the same with Colin.

"You knew?", you ask.

She nods with a smirk, "I noticed a long while ago that your numbers were very close together. I had a gut feeling."

"I still don't know what to make of it.", Colin says, honestly as he takes his seat.

"I don't either. We're strangers but we're meant for each other?", you say, looking at him.

He nods, "But do not take it in any crued way. I can't wait to get to know you... I feel rather lucky that you turned out to be beautiful."

You feel a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

"I'm the lucky one. Look at you!", you say, gesturing.

He laughs a little, returning your blush.

Renee looks at the both of you, happy for her dear friends.

As the movie plays, you can't help but feel distracted. You keep stealing glances at him. At your soulmate. 

He doesn't say but he feels the same. He feels overwhelmed by you. You're beautiful and exactly what he'd dreamed of.

"How about we have dinner after this?", he leans over whispering to you.

"I'd love that.", you repy as his hand slides into yours.

You are so glad to have come to this premiere.

[catinasink]

on one hand i love reading soulmate aus on the other i just. the concept of there being Only One Right Person for yiu makes me want to bite someone /neg

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[local-toothbrush]

Like everyone else, I completely lost my mind when Chappell said "you're nothing more than his wife". But then I was disappointed to see that the common interpretation tends to stop at "you gave up your identity and all your passions to serve your husband". Like, yes, it means that. Yes, it's about comp het and all that.

But it also means: You are nothing to him but his wife. And that is so much worse. That evokes visceral rage in me in a way that the other part of the interpretation doesn't. You're not his lover, his partner, his friend, his soulmate, his collaborator, the love of his life. Whatever souls are made of, his and yours are NOT the same, they are as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire (<- wuthering heights reference).

So, not only did you sacrifice the most vibrant parts of yourself, but you sacrificed them to someone who doesn't value your sacrifice. And when you finally recognize this massive self betrayal, he will be unmoved by all of your rage and grief; it will hit him like water on rock. He won't even care because you're nothing more than his wife. If anything, he will be angry because it will feel like an attack on your marriage, but more importantly, on his way of life, because to him, "wife" is a position defined by duty to him, not by his feelings for you. For me, the power of this line is in the violence you will feel when faced with his utter indifference to you.

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1060

Submitted by Anon - thanks!

Soulmate AU except your soulmate is the person that is going to directly influence your life the most. Most people have their romantic partners, their best friends, family members, etc. as soulmates. Not whumpee, whumpee has whumper, because what whumper does to whumpee is going to change them irreparably. 

Cue angst about being connected to whumper, while whumper sees it as a sign that they’re meant to be together and whumper changes their entire life and devotes it to hunting whumpee down, while whumpee has to leave everything behind to escape whumper

[mudbloodpotter05]

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

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

[lovelyhan]

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

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

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

[rawlinacademia]

Grab my hand and let's run off to peace

[chikoyama]

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

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

[princessspam]

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

ShinDekuMei - Can't See The Color of the Eyes of Their Soulmate(s)

Shinsou - Green and Yellow

Izuku - Purple and Yellow

Mei - Purple and Green

Izuku met Mei first, twenty-years old and taking his daughter Tomoe to the support festival held by his university. Tomoe, at age five, was very eager to see the various items there. Izuku was just happy she was happy. He hadn’t expected to bump into one of the inventors at the festival. Nor was he expecting their eyes to meet and for him to see the colour of her eyes shining. The gasp from the woman told him exactly what had happened for her to.

 The beaming grin on her face also showed him how she felt. “Hi! I’m Hatsume Mei, future CEO of Hatsume Industries!” the woman declared. “And your Soulmate!”

 “Hello,” Izuku said. “I’m Midoriya Izuku, hopeful future analyst. This is my daughter, Tomoe.” he patted his daughter on the head and waited. Hatsume just nodded and dropped to her knees to chat with the little girl, who was eager to talk about support gear.

 Getting to know Hatume, Mei, was a whirlwind of a time, spent constantly in the lab with her. UA university was big enough they’d never met before despite technically being in the same course and Mei wanted to make up for lost time. Izuku loved it, more so when Mei went off on some assholes who decided the ‘Quirkless Deku’ was a good target. Mei tracked down who gave them that nickname and ruined Bakugou.

 If Izuku wasn’t half in love already, he would be after that.

 Then they found their third. A former medical track student who got the chance to try for heroics thanks to their actions. He tracked them down to thank them, and suddenly they could see way more colours. It was fantastic, and Shinsou Hitoshi fit in with them. His Quirk even was similar to Tomoe’s, so Izuku liked to joke that she was always supposed to be theirs.

 “Of course she is!” Mei huffed. “Your genius, my love of inventing and Hitoshi’s Quirk? She’s our baby!”

 “Of course,” Hitoshi agreed as he grabbed Tomoe and tossed her into the air. The girl squealed.

 They were soulmates, all of them. 

 But that just made him love them more.