#soulmate aus

[dclovesdanny]

Dead Serious

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Danny had made peace with the fact he did not have a soulmate. He had! After several years of no response to the countless drawings and writing notes on his skin, he had grown resigned to the fact that he was part of the 5% who did not have soulmates. He was fine with that.

(Dash would tease him about how no one would ever love him, adding salt to an already irritated wound. His parents were soulmates, and he remembered when he was drawing on his father’s arms and watching as it appeared on his mother’s. Jazz had been drawing and writing to her soulmate for years. Her soulmates name was Jason, and she always talked about how he was with her. She was one of the few people who comforted him when he stopped drawing or writing to soulmate. )

Damien taught at an early age that there was no use for soulmates. They were only distractions. He knew grandfather had no soulmate, and his mother had never responded to her own. He never responded to the drawings on his arms notes the notes in English on his (and he didn’t try harder just because he wanted to read his soulmate writing that would be ridiculous.)

Damien never told his family about having a soulmate. Even as he slowly got used to the differences between them and slowly learned how his grandfather was he could never bring himself to respond to the slowly lessening drawings and messages.(He couldn’t bring himself to respond because deep down he knew he didn’t deserve a soulmate. He was a monster, a demon. He didn’t deserve it.)

Danny stopped trying so desperately to contact his soulmate at age 11(the age he held his sister as she cried, her soulmate’s last message scribbled in desperate frantic writing on her arm. He never resented his parents so much when they didn’t even leave the lab for two days, not paying any mind to their sobbing child on the floor above them.)(it was the first time he didn’t envy having a soulmate.)

He was fourteen when he started drawing on his arms again.(it was shaky, much more than the older drawings, but even if he didn’t have a soulmate, he wanted to leave them a mark, just in case, the same way Jazz wrote quotes from different books on her arms.)

(When he found out Vlad didn’t have a soulmate, he refused to acknowledge another similarity they shared. He refused to think about how Vlad’s desperation made Danny think of his own desperate writing for his soulmate. Soulmates were a topic he never spoke of, and Vlad must have known, must have found out about how Danny didn’t have one, but he never commented on it. (It was the only boundary that was never crossed.))

(Damian wasn’t disappointed when his soulmate stopped writing to him. he didn’t trace over his arms, wishing that he had the confidence to write back. He didn’t spend hours wondering if his soulmate was gone without knowing Damian had seen him. He didn’t trace over the drawings his soulmate made with awe after four years of silence.)

Damian always covered up, so he was the only one who noticed when his soulmate started writing to him again. Never sentences never notes like they were before, but shaky drawings appeared on his skin. They were less detailed than before, almost shaky, as if the person drawing them couldn’t hold a pencil, steady, but they were real. Damian never said a word.

It was October 15 when Damien saw something on his arms that made his blood go cold. A message that he read over and over while commandeering the plane and ignoring the rest of his family yelling for him to explain himself. He desperately calibrated the jet while staring at the words, praying to a God he did not believe in that he would not be too late.(Unaware that Todd was following going in the same direction with the similar message written on his arm from a girl that Jason had deemed too good for him.)

Dear soulmate, even if you aren’t there. Everyone in Casper high is writing on their arms and I might as well try to warn someone. I am from Amity Park, Illinois, and we are under attack. The GIW have cut all outside communication. We are currently hiding in Casper high school, barricading the entrances, but it will not last long.

According to the government, we are not legally sentient or human. The agents outside want to dissect us, citing that we are scum. I don’t want to see my classmates die at the hands of my parents. I don’t want to see my friends and my sister die.

I don’t know if you are there, or if I really don’t have a soulmate, but I don’t want to die (fully) without leaving some sort of note.

My name is Danny. I love you. I’m sorry.

[redysetdare]

Soulmates are inherently amatonormative and it's so wild how many people refuse to acknowledge that and instead go around trying to "make it more inclusive" which mostly just leads to then forcing aspec characters into a amatonormative narrative.

[writingislife20]

Soulmate au where after you and your soulmate both turn 10, you get a fact about your soulmate somewhere on your body in their handwriting and most commonly used language (ie if someone primarily speak French, their fact could be ‘Ma couleur préférée est le violet.’, which could appear on their soulmate) Every year, a new fact takes the place of the first one, in updated handwriting, all written in black. When you meet your soulmate, the color changes to their eye color.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Hi! I’ve recently been reading a bunch of soulmate fics, against my better judgement, so I’ve been thinking about them a bit. Do you have any prompts or ideas for playing the soulmate concept for horror? Thanks! Have a nice day!

Hi :)

I'm not the best with horror, because it's not something I read, but I'll try my best for you!

Dark Soulmates AUs

Soulmates are supposed to live and die together. That means as soon as soulmates lay eyes on each other, their souls get entwined, so that if one dies the other does too. It has become quite common to hire people that specialize in finding and killing soulmates, so that they never randomly meet them and risk dying through them.

Words can get written on each other's body, but every single letter appears as a wound, leaving nasty scars that won't go away.

Being away from your soulmate will lead to excruciating pain, if they go too far, both soulmates will die.

Soulmates get the same injuries, so it is not uncommon to see perfectly healthy people suddenly collapse with gashing wounds, when their soulmates get into accidents.

The concept of a soulmate being a romantic partner was a fairytale. In this world you share a soul with your worst enemy, having to fight for your life and the right to your soul.

People who don't find their soulmate by a certain age will eventually wither like flowers, not being able to live a life without the second half of their soul.

Soulmates feel each other's pain and criminals use this to torture two people at once.

Every touch from your soulmate will leave an imprint on your body, but everyone can clearly see if it was done in a loving manner or if your soulmate caused you harm. People pity you when they see your imprints.

Starting at age 18, people will stop aging until they find their soulmate to grow old with. Many people don't want to give up possible immortality and hire hitmen to get rid of their soulmates.

Hanahaki Disease: If your love is not getting returned, flowers start growing inside your body, suffocating you from inside. Surgical removal is dangerous and you're dying without your soulmate's love.

More: Soulmates AUs | Multiple Soulmates Prompts

Hope you like them, I had a lot more fun writing these than I thought I would. :)

- Jana

[browneyesandhair]

Non-Exhaustive List of Soulmate Fics: Klaroline Pt 1

Okay, I'm bored so I'm compiling my favorite soulmate fics. Here's the Klaroline edition:

Runaway by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Caroline has been running from her soul mate since she found him standing over her father’s corpse.

Hunt You Slow by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Discovering that the scourge of the supernatural was her soulmate would be enough to send any girl running.

At Horizon's Edge by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Sometimes when a girl goes on a shopping trip to pick up a new pair of boots at the local, and somewhat hostile, human space station, she accidentally aids and abets a prison break instead. What happens in the black really doesn't stay in the black.

The Howling by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Caroline's day goes from bad to worse to insane in a matter of moments.

Written On Your Skin by LaLainaJ

Summary:

It's a rather boring day, at the flower shop Caroline owns. And then The Original Hybrid walks in, and changes her life by uttering a few small words. They're words Caroline knows, words she sees on her skin, every day in the mirror. She's thought about her soulmate, who wouldn't have? But he's the last thing she ever would have expected, and the last person she should want. But she can't quite bring herself to deny their connection.

The Air We Breathe by slstmaraudersjple

Summary:

When Caroline learns that her soulmate is the thousand year old Original Hybrid, she cries, because she knows her world is ending. When Klaus learns that his soulmate is a baby vampire, he is intrigued, because he has waited his entire life for her. Soulmates AU.

Even When We're Ghosts by LaLainaJ

Summary:

He'd just been planning to collect his doppelganger, hadn't anticipated such strong resistance. Now, trapped in his wolf form, until he meets his soulmate, Klaus seeks alternative solutions. He doesn't believe in soulmates. Until Caroline Forbes crosses his path. Caroline thinks she's hallucinating (note to self, don't accept moonshine from old ladies) until her life starts getting... weird. The Mikaelsons aren't great at subtle.

the fate makes for a lousy poet. by for_darkness_shows_the_stars

Summary:

It is not unheard of. Soulmates born too far apart to ever meet. Caroline did her research thoroughly. It’s just rare. And for all that she’d known her entire life that her fated other half was dead long, long before she was even a gleam in her mother’s eye … it’s unfair. . Everyone is born with a soulmate. It just so happens that a millennium divides Caroline from hers.

I Wish I Was (I Wish I Was) by dressedupasmyself

Summary:

“I think that even if you find your soulmate, there’s some measure of choice involved. Maybe some people just make the wrong choices.” “Good,” Caroline said. “What if my soulmate is, like, the worst? I wouldn’t want to be stuck with him forever. I want some kind of choice.” “But that’s the beauty of it,” Elena sounded wistful, “Your soulmate might be awful to everyone else, but they’re the best for you.” Caroline scoffed. “Okay, whatever.”

Passing Notes in Secrecy by perfectpro

Summary:

Caroline doesn’t remember not having a soulmate. Her mom says that the drawings started when she was small, just a baby. So he’s clearly older than her. She doesn’t mind, thinks that it will probably be nice to be with someone who has a little more life experience. She thinks she's one of the lucky ones.

The Raven Hunter by LynyrdLionheart

Summary:

There is a killer hunting frat boys on campus. The Raven Hunter is a terrible name... not that Caroline has a reason to care or anything.

a part of something that’s bigger (than me) by Issay

Summary:

In the beginning she's a plaything, the mean girl brought low, made and unmade by decisions of others and Caroline never receives apologies for most of it. Elena fights for her happy ending and through all of her losses and dark despair she is never alone. Bonnie wins her freedom, powerful in her own right. Caroline is left with uncertainty and obligations. No, the story isn't kind to Caroline. So let's change the story.

oh there you are (i've been looking for you) by breakfasttako

Summary:

Caroline was born a fated one, which means two things: 1) She has a soulmate 2) She's going to die tragically young

What's a Little Ink? by Writerwithagoal

Summary:

What would you get as a tattoo if you knew it would appear on your soulmate?

Hallowed Ground by KiryTheStitchWitch

Summary:

Caroline's trip to Ireland was not going the way it was supposed to. She was expecting stories and myths, and instead finds that some legends are a lot more real than she could have imagined. And hot. Really hot.

Inadvisable by MissNMikaelsonSummary:Everyone has soul words. The first thing your soulmate will ever say etched somewhere on your body. Caroline always dreaded meeting hers. She had never imagined this though; she had never imagined him. He had all but given up. Just a one shot for one of my favorite pairings.

Midnattsol by BelleMorte180

Summary:

The man laying before her was her soulmate, someone who should have died a thousand years ago. Written for AU-Season week three

Ship of Bones by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

When humanity struggles to maintain its racial identity in the cold reaches of space, Caroline Forbes has hidden the gifts her alien mother left her. But secrets aren't secrets forever.

Familiar Taste of Poison by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

A great love isn't always a blessing.

Holding Out for a Hero by slstmaraudersjple

Summary:

Klaus would totally be able to focus on his plans for world domination… if only his soulmate would stop singing that thrice-damned song. But then there's silence, and Klaus grows worried. Soulmate AU where songs that one’s soulmate sings gets stuck in one’s head. CW/TW: descriptions of Caroline being abused by Damon but nothing graphic/explicit.

[home-from-hogwarts]

unpopular opinion BUT the Percabeth soulmate aus have got it wrong. Annabeth would be the one who is super into soulmate marks and trusts them, Percy would be skeptic. Think about it.

Annabeth is an analytical character, she loves certainty. A soulmate mark, to her, means a guarantee of the correct decision. She canonically had a really unhappy home life (ie, Athena and her father's issues, etc)- the result of that might be that she imagines soulmates as being her "happy ending." The idea that there is someone out there who is guaranteed to love her would be a hell of a drug for a kid who feels totally rejected at home.

Percy, meanwhile, is already more of a freewheeling character. Between the two of them, he is less likely to want a soulmate mark as a 'crutch' when picking a girlfriend. He doesn't do well with authority- which soulmate marks kind of are, in their own way. His mom has happy relationships with both Poseidon and Paul, and I think we can assume they weren't both her soulmate. Percy is 1000% more likely to just be like, "what gives?"

I always see it the other way around (and only the other way around) in fics lol.

[batneko]

Okay, bowuigi soulmate AU on the suggestion of @scribeprotra

(sorry not sorry it came out angsty)

Though most people in the world of the Mushroom Kingdom speak English, they use a different alphabet from the "real" world, so for most of his life Luigi has had no idea what the first thing his soulmate was going to say to him was. He and Mario both looked, for years, but never found anything that looked like the letters on the back of Luigi's hand. Eventually Luigi just resigned himself to being alone for the rest of his life.

(Mario doesn't have a soulmate, which is not uncommon in this universe. It's not really a big deal and people without soulmates follow what we'd consider a more "normal" pattern of dating. Luigi doesn't know, but Mario made the decision to put romance on the back burner so he could support his brother.)

Then they fell into a warp pipe and landed in a world where they could understand everyone, but not read the signs. Luckily Princess Peach is the kind of person she is, and took it upon herself to help them settle in and look for a way home. On one excursion she ends up kidnapped, and Mario decides since she was only out there because of them, it's their responsibility to save her!

It all leads to Mario and Luigi in Bowser's castle, and though Luigi was reluctant to fight a giant fire-breathing turtle dragon, when he sees his brother in trouble he chucks a loose brick at Bowser's head and shouts "Hey! Big guy!"

Bowser turns around, sees a figure with a moustache and a stupid hat, and roars "YOU!" before realizing there's two of them.

They rescue the princess, they're celebrated as heroes, and Luigi and Bowser both more or less forget they spoke at all (Bowser more, Luigi less).

Years pass, including a lot more fights, a few team-ups, and eventually the agreement to try a few friendly competitions to keep things civil. When Luigi discovered his soulmate mark was the local alphabet he was excited, at first, but he's already used to disappointment and he's conflicted about the exact word. Is it angry? Surprised? What if he's doomed to get off on the wrong foot with the person who's supposed to be his partner?

Then one day, at one of those friendly sporting competitions with Bowser and his team, Bowser spots Luigi making a note to himself and suddenly grabs him.

"What's that?"

"What's what?"

"What you're writing. Where did you learn that?"

"It's just how we wrote back where Mario and I grew up, it doesn't mean anything bad."

Bowser suddenly rips the collar off his throat and points at the writing there. "What does this say?"

It says Hey! Big guy! And though Luigi can't be certain (it's been YEARS) he has a horrible horrible feeling that the exchange between his soulmate words and Bowser's is very familiar.

Bowser seems completely oblivious to any of this and just starts asking Luigi where he's from and how to get there. Luigi doesn't even realize why Bowser is asking until he says "I don't know how to get back, Mario and I decided to stay here," and Bowser does NOT like that answer. Luigi can't bring himself to say what he's thinking. Maybe it's not true? Maybe Bowser is right and his soulmate is still waiting for him in Brooklyn?

Bowser talks to Peach after the match is over and says he's sorry but he's finally got a chance to find his real soulmate and he's going to have to end their flirtation. Peach, ever the diplomat, says she understands.

Time passes. Bowser is doing research on his own on how to cross between worlds. But for some reason he keeps coming by and asking Luigi about it. He says it's just to make things easier once he gets there, but after a while they start talking about other things. They start to become something like friends.

One day Bowser mentions how much it hurts to hope after all this time. About how he'd resigned himself to being alone for the rest of his life. Luigi almost confesses then, but he's afraid of how furious Bowser will be knowing that Luigi hid it from him all this time. How can he admit he didn't tell Bowser straight away because he didn't want him?

[paradisecas]

soulmate au. when your soulmate touches you for the first time they leave a mark on your skin. platonic and romantic soulmates exist, so anyone is fair game.

normally, it’s little things. a handprint on the palm from a handshake. little smudges from bumping into each other. people either go out of their way to touch strangers or completely avoid it.

adam has a single fingerprint on his arm from kristin tapping him to get his attention in class. her index finger is forever stained green to match.

angels have been told they don’t have soulmates, not with each other, not with humans. the rare exceptions are believed to be frauds. michael possesses adam and no mark is left on his skin.

but as time passes in the cage, and adam sees more of michael’s memories, going earlier and earlier, he notices changes in michael’s true form. a smear of gold that only appeared after gabriel was born. purple after raphael, red after lucifer. he notices it in all the angels he sees, how they’re born as colorless beings but grow into rainbows, more or less. he sees swirls of blue in michael now that aren’t there in memories.

one day, he asks michael about it. what color is his soul. what does he look like on the inside. a sort of blue, michael says. all over. very unique; human souls don’t usually have such a cohesive color. just another reason adam is special.

it probably takes michael a while to believe it. he has to look at lucifer on the other side of the cage and match the red circle around the approximation of his shoulders and compare it to the first time he met his little brother, how he pulled him into a hug. how raphael’s wings weren’t always lined in purple, how michael stroked them in the first moments of their existence. how gabriel wasn’t born with golden palms, and how michael wasn’t either.

the blue twisting through him that is the exact shade of adam’s soul, a shade he didn’t see when descending upon the green room.

(he sees chuck, once they’re out, and realizes that he’s the only real fraud. the colors he shows in his powers are false. at his core, god is colorless. loveless and cruel. michael stands before him and accepts death in a body stripped of the paint that made it home.)

[witchyleehibernates-fics]

Of Skateboards and Best Friends

Summary:

He yelped as he suddenly found himself falling, and hissed as he scraped his hands against the concrete sidewalk. He groaned, pushing himself off his knees and sitting on the ground, a frown on his face as he stared at the board that laid innocently a couple feet away from him. “This is bullshit.” Tubbo muttered, sighing. He would have started a debate with himself about the pros and cons of choosing a different sport to learn, except someone appeared at the other end of the street, someone glowing a bright purple as they came running up the street. It took several confused moments before it clicked that they weren’t glowing purple, but their aura was purple. The aura that only Tubbo could see. He perked up, a building excitement slowly starting to build as the person made it to Tubbo. “You’re my soulmate,” The person, male maybe, spoke. “One of, yup!” Tubbo smiled with wide eyes. “I’m Tubbo!” Tubbo introduced himself. He moved as if to shake the other’s hand, but his scraped hands prevented him from completing the motion. The two of them winced slightly as Tubbo lowered his hand.

Content Warning's/Trigger Warnings: Fluff, Author(me) doesn't know how to characterize Tubbo yet, but the tried! Platonic Soulmate au

Characters: Ranboo, Tubbo

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 1,214

Status: Complete

Fanfic Links:

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Tubbo lifted his head in confusion as he noticed two sets of light appear in his vision.

A tilt of his head didn’t change the two sets of light that he could see. He turned his head one direction, and then the other. The two lights didn’t move, but at the same time they were moving on their own, but only slightly. They almost looked like flames, in a sense, swaying slightly before straightening out, and changing in vibrancy at random.

It took several minutes of confusion before it clicked. His soulmates. The flame like comparison wasn’t entirely off the mark, as it was the auras of his soulmates that he was seeing. Excitement coursed through him as his eyes lit up.

Moments later, one of the other flames lit up too.

Tubbo wondered if the third was younger than himself and if the third just couldn’t see the two of them. It would make sense, as everyone Tubbo knew was excited about either meeting their soulmate, or soulmates, or was more than happy to talk about meeting their soulmate or soulmates. Not being excited at the idea of one day meeting your soulmate was considered concerning.

Tubbo couldn’t wait to tell Jack about finally seeing his soulmate auras, he decided with a smile on his face. He went back to working on the blueprints he was creating for a new machine, one that could detect magic, or even redirect magic. Maybe one day it could store magic or create shields or something.

Jack was sure that one day, Tubbo could achieve just about anything.

Tubbo hummed, with a look of concentration as he attempted to do a kickflip on his skateboard. He was struggling to pick up this new hobby, but a few too many explosions woke up his brother the week before, and now Tubbo was on a soft ban from building at home.

Tubbo thought that was a bit of an issue, as Tubbo had been so close to getting the magic storage right. He just didn’t know anyone with magic to help him test it, which meant that it was trying to store something that wasn’t there.

He yelped as he suddenly found himself falling, and hissed as he scraped his hands against the concrete sidewalk. He groaned, pushing himself off his knees and sitting on the ground, a frown on his face as he stared at the board that laid innocently a couple feet away from him.

“This is bullshit.” Tubbo muttered, sighing. He would have started a debate with himself about the pros and cons of choosing a different sport to learn, except someone appeared at the other end of the street, someone glowing a bright purple as they came running up the street.

It took several confused moments before it clicked that they weren’t glowing purple, but their aura was purple. The aura that only Tubbo could see. He perked up, a building excitement slowly starting to build as the person made it to Tubbo.

“You’re my soulmate,” The person, male maybe, spoke.

“One of, yup!” Tubbo smiled with wide eyes. “I’m Tubbo!” Tubbo introduced himself. He moved as if to shake the other’s hand, but his scraped hands prevented him from completing the motion. The two of them winced slightly as Tubbo lowered his hand.

“I’m Ranboo, They/Them pronouns.” Tubbo tilted his head curiously. Ranboo looked a little nervous, but Tubbo offered them a smile. Ranboo sat down across from Tubbo, glancing between the brunette and the skateboard a few feet away with a look of apprehension.

“I use He/Him pronouns! Glad we have that sorted. Do you know how to skateboard?” Tubbo asked, “I can’t seem to figure it out, and I don’t exactly have many friends.” Ranboo glanced at the skateboard wearily, before shaking his head slightly.

“No, I don’t. I’m more into roller skates.” Ranboo shrugged, but Tubbo perked up excitedly.

“Oh, me too! I was just trying to learn because my brother is tired of my inventions exploding. Apparently he can hear them from the basement.” Tubbo laughed awkwardly. Ranboo looked curious however, so Tubbo moved to explain.

Though ignoring the stinging in his hands was becoming a little difficult.

“I uh, I build things. Mainly to understand magic or learn how to use it myself.” Tubbo shrugged slightly. “Haven’t gotten any of them to work, because uh, well, I don’t have magic.” Tubbo looked towards the house momentarily. He could see his brother moving about the kitchen, which, unlike the rest of the people on their block, was at the front of their house.

“Oh, uh, I have magic.” Tubbo looked towards Ranboo with confusion filled eyes, he was curious, although he knew from experience that he wasn’t supposed to ask questions about someone’s magic.

He wanted to, though.

“You can ask questions, Tubbo, I don’t mind. We’re best friends now, and we have a lot to learn about one another.” Ranboo told him, a smile appearing on their face. It was hesitant, though Ranboo looked excited. “Besides, I like talking about my magic.”

“Okay, uh, I’d probably have to know what kind of magic that you have, and uh, probably do a bit of research so I can form questions… Can we exchange discord?” Tubbo asked, a bit of excitement beginning to slip into his voice. He was feeling a burst of excitement, and it mimicked the aura of his soulmate.

“Sure thing! Mines EndersPrince.” Ranboo was pulling their phone out of their jacket pocket, and Tubbo pulled his own out from his pants pocket. Thankfully it wasn’t broken. Jack wouldn’t have been able to afford to fix his phone if it had.

“Mine’s SkatingEngine.” The two put their phones together to make sure that they were adding the right person, and much to their relief, they were. “Awesome! Okay boss man, let’s go skating!” Tubbo exclaimed, ideas already spinning through his mind. Ranboo laughed slightly as their eyes lit up.

“After you get your hands looked at.” Ranboo told him. Tubbo pouted, but yeah, his hands were starting to really hurt.

“You got it boss man!” Tubbo smiled brightly.

Tubbo was half asleep when he saw ‘their third’, as he and Ranboo have been calling the other, light up like a bright burst of sunlight. It nearly blinded him, but he felt himself grow excited when he realized what that meant. Their third was finally able to see their auras.

Tubbo laughed as he watched Ranboo’s aura dance around in excitement. He had a feeling that the two of them would be tracking down their third in the morning, or afternoon. His phone lighting up with Ranboo’s discord message only seemed to confirm Tubbo’s thoughts.

He smiled as he grabbed his phone to message Ranboo back. A message telling him he had to go to bed was what greeted him. Apparently Tubbo’s aura was really ‘tired looking’ and Ranboo was telling him to go to bed.

He laughed as he sent back a thumbs up.

His name was Tommy, and he was loud and excitable was the first thing that Tubbo learned about their soulmate. Tubbo was used to loud, and Ranboo was excitable themself too. The three of them were like three peas in a pod.

[takaraphoenix]

Soulmate Writing Prompts

Red string of fate connects them

Counter on your body that counts down to your first meeting

Matching marks to identify your soulmate by

Marks that appear when you first touch your soulmate

Heterochromia with the eyecolor of your soulmate until you meet, then each has their own eyecolor in both eyes

In a world where everyone has a soul daemon, you bear an image of your soulmate's daemon on your body

The world is black and white until you meet your soulmate, who is the first thing you see in color

First words your soulmate will speak to you are written on your body

You bear your soulmate's name on your body

Soulmates share dreams and can meet in this dream space

Glowing bright first time soulmates touch

[dclovesdanny]

Dead on Main

4/5

Jason had always loved the drawings littering his arms. As soon as he knew how to write and had markers, he would write notes to his soulmate. He knew Danny like the back of his hand. Danny was the first person he said good morning too and the last person he said good night too.

He barely managed to scribble out a message to Danny before he died, apologizing.(He prayed Danny forgave him for leaving him alone.)

After Jason was resurrected, he didn’t know what to say to Danny. Danny still wrote on his arms, and Jason would be lying he said he didn’t look over those notes and feel tempted to write back. But Danny deserved better than what Jason could give him.

(the only person Jason ever showed the notes to was Damian. He would let the little Demon trace over them silently as he explained. He knew the league’s policy on soulmates was not kind. He hoped Talia would be kinder to the kid)

Then the writing started getting sloppier. The notes became those of a vigilante, the one thing he had hoped his soulmate wouldn’t have to be. Jason wasn’t supposed to leave the League. Jason should be working towards his revenge on The Joker, his plans for Gotham.

But then Danny wrote about Vlad. About the creepy guy that made his insides crawl and Jason couldn’t keep himself from clenching his teeth.(all of the trainees got used to Jason having some days where he was worse than others. Sometimes, the pit would rage inside of him at the thought of Lasters, but oddly enough messages from Danny seemed to ground him and make it harder for the Pit to control him)(maybe that’s why the league didn’t approve of soulmates.)

It was when the writings stopped that Jason really got worried and started preparing to leave. Talya caught him quickly, but was surprisingly willing to let him go. Her only request was that He took Damien with him. (Sometimes, he noticed how Talia wore the same sleeves that he did. He wondered sometimes if Talia only pretended not to have a soulmate.)

The last message that he got from Danny was the one that made him leave three weeks earlier than planned, with a demon child to his back, and guns ready to fire.

I never expected to be a teen dad. I’m kind of scared, but like hell I’m letting the fruit loop raise these kids.

I wish you were raising them with me.

[doctor-mccoys-sanity]

what did you do growing up if it wasn’t reading Soulmate AUs where people had the first words the other person said to them marked on their body but one of them was mute so the other thought they didn’t have a soulmate?

[n2-crisis]

You know, a V/Delamain soulmate AU would be hilarious to write. Change nothing else about the world, just, fuck you, your soulmate is a sentient taxi service

[creativepromptsforwriting]

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Non-Exhaustive List of Soulmate Fics: Merthur

Okay, I'm bored so I'm compiling my favorite soulmate fics. Here's the Merthur edition:

True Love by platonic_boner

Summary:

AU where soulmates can’t lie to each other. (That’s okay, Merlin wasn’t planning to lie to Arthur anyways! Haha.. ha.. ha…)

Don't Know You by platonic_boner

Summary:

Arthur can't wait to meet the voice inside his head.

Sharing is Caring by platonic_boner

Summary:

Arthur hadn't really given his soulmate much thought, until he beat a peasant with a broomstick and every blow hurt like he was hitting himself.

Thousand Times Worse. Or Better? by elirwen

Summary:

Forced by Morgana's nagging, Arthur visits soulbond guidance office. Merlin Emrys is asigned to be his guide. That's where the simple ends and complicated begins.

Deeds by the5leggedCricket

Summary:

Arthur is coming of age, and that means he’s about to get Deeds—marks on his body telling him of his soulmate’s greatest accomplishments. But as he tries to find his soulmate, he also makes some worrying discoveries about the kind of person his soulmate is.

Take Your Pain Away by BlueGrassSax

Summary:

Merlin was young when he came to realise that his soulmate was either really clumsy or lived a chaotic existence. Being able to take on the injuries of your soulmate is just a fact of life, a fact that Merlin happily accepts as he learns the ins and outs of his healing magic. But coming to Camelot has disrupted his long held trust in the Fates, for how can someone as bull-headed and arrogant as the prince wear his mark?

Now I Will Unsettle the Ground Beneath You by nu_breed

Summary:

Merlin's dreams have always fuelled his art, but they've always been abstract and removed from reality. Soon after he meets Gwaine, he starts to see vivid images of a past full of death and magic and love for a King who was ripped from him. Things only escalate further when he spends a weekend in the country with Gwaine and meets his group of friends, which includes aristocrat and It Boy, Arthur Pendragon. Merlin soon realises that no matter how hard you try, one thing is certain, you can't fuck with destiny.

Heart Lines by PeaceHeather

Summary:

Everyone is born with a heart line, a pigmented mark running from the heart down the left arm to the palm, which turns color when the person comes of age, telling them when it is time to seek their soulmate. Red indicates a romantic love, while blue is for platonic "heart-friends", as the minstrels called it. Uther had always told Arthur to ignore his heart line, that it wouldn't matter who his soulmate was; princes did not marry for love, after all. If was lucky, he'd be able to keep her as a mistress, so long as he did not get any children with her. Uther hated magic and would have urged Arthur to ignore the heart line anyway, if he could. Arthur wasn't sure his soulmate was really a woman despite Uther's assumptions. But Arthur's heart line hadn't even come into its full color yet, which meant he hadn't come of age in the eyes of the gods, despite being named crown prince by Uther. So it really didn't matter: whoever his soulmate was, he wasn't yet ready to meet them. Then one day his heart line comes in, and it's neither red nor blue.

the gold of you that can't be seen by Fleetling

Summary:

Arthur grins at him, waves his chubby hand. "Father!" he says, because he knows he should be formal with his father. There is no Pa here, no Dad or Da. There's something shiny on his father's head. He points to it. "What's that?" "Prince Arthur!" hisses the woman holding him, but his father only chuckles. The woman relaxes, just slightly. "It's a crown, my son. One day, you will wear one just like it." Arthur tilts his head, curiously. "What colour is it?" He thinks it's grey, just a shade off of the silver of the swords. It's the same silver-grey as half of the household's shiny jewelry, a not quite true silver. He doesn't think he likes it. "It's gold," says his father. "There's a lot of gold here in Camelot, my son." Arthur nods his head, and labels that silver-ish colour gold in his mind.   (Or: in a world where you can't see the colour of your soulmate's eyes until you meet them, Arthur can't see gold, and it makes his life as a prince much more difficult.)

Of All The Planets In All The Galaxies, He Walked Into Mine. by supercalvin

Summary:

On Camelot, the base planet of the Albion Intergalactic Alliance, the people have a unique gift where the name of their soulmate appears on their arm. Finding one’s soulmate could be as easy as taking a shuttle over to the next planet or it could take years for destiny to find its way to their side of the galaxy. Ten years ago, Ambassador Arthur Pendragon found out the name on his arm wasn’t from any known language in the galaxy. He hadn’t had much faith in love ever since.

The Druid Consort by bluevalentine69

Summary:

27-year-old Alpha Prince Arthur has been married off to 16-year-old Druid Prince Merlin to unite their kingdoms. Meeting for the first time at dawn to be handfasted by the customs of Merlin’s druid people - and expected to mate that night by the customs of Arthur's wolf-people - neither prince is best pleased by the situation. Tomorrow they will belong to each other in body and soul. Turns out, married life's not so bad ...

Four Days To Fall In Love. by CupCakezys

Summary:

In a world where everyone has a soulmate (or two or three), Arthur Pendragon knows he is destined to be alone. For Arthur can see his heartstring, could follow it to where his soulmate lived, and that could only mean one thing. His soulmate had magic, and should they ever meet, Arthur would have to kill them.

the world entire by schweet_heart

Summary:

The world is very still, and it occurs to Arthur suddenly how quiet it is. The bells don’t toll for dead manservants, only for princes and kings, but that just makes the clamour of his heart seem louder.   “Very well,” he says, pushing himself to his feet. “Then I’m going to have to save him.” Episode 1x13 AU. Nimueh accepts Merlin’s offer to exchange his life for Arthur’s. Arthur does not.

Hear Your Heart Sing (Love, Love, Love) by schweet_heart

Summary:

Merlin used to like the idea of finding The One – until he fell in love with Arthur Pendragon. Now he has a boss he can't date (but can't stop thinking about), a soulmate he can't find (who has terrible taste in music), and a best friend who can't believe he still hasn't got his act together (even though it's seriously not his fault). Sometimes, life is unfairly complicated, even without your soulmate singing painfully catchy tunes in the back of your head.

Dreams Don't Turn To Dust by goodluckgettingtosleep

Summary:

In a world where every person starts dreaming about their soulmate on the day of their 16th birthday, Prince Arthur is expected to be the soulmate of a beautiful princess. But when the big day finally rolls around, it turns out that his true soulmate is as far from a beautiful princess as one could get... a peasant boy with magic.

Let it be you by amithia

Summary:

This is all Gwen's fault. Merlin never wanted a stupid smartphone in the first place. Now, he has a smartphone and a supercilious, posh git bullying him on Whatsapp. He really should block the prat. or The one where Merlin doesn't block the prat and finds out that, maybe, smartphones aren't so bad after all.

Feather and Fang by 0hHeyThereBigBadWolf

Summary:

Everyone knows that magic users have magic dæmons. Creatures of myth and legend. Some appear normal but have hides in unnatural colours. It's a way to pick them out of a crowd, find them, even when they try to hide in plain sight.

The Worst Wizard by bluevalentine69

Summary:

Merlin is the worst wizard in wizarding school: his spells are accident prone and he is generally a walking disaster. When the time comes for his class to summon their familiars for the first time, many of the students summon powerful magical creatures. However, upon Merlin's turn, he summons a very unamused, regular human as a familiar: Arthur. Based on this prompt: https://kinksofcamelot.livejournal.com/1806.html?thread=557070#t557070. Now with original artwork!

Strangled by the Red String of Fate by idlestories

Summary:

“It has its roots in a legend from the east, sire. I believe it’s called the red string of fate.” “Fate?” Arthur said incredulously. “What, is he going to be the one to kill me?” “Getting more likely by the minute,” Merlin supplied. “Shut up, Merlin.” Gaius held up a weary hand. “Legend has it that the string connects people to the person with whom they are most compatible.” There was a beat of silence. “You have got to be kidding me.”

octarine by schweet_heart

Summary:

Merlin isn't Arthur's soulmate, and Arthur isn't Merlin's, yet somehow in spite of themselves they're everything to one another. Which is why, when Arthur finally starts seeing in colour, he isn't willing to let Merlin go without a fight. Written for Merlin_Holidays Fest 2016.

you are my favorite mistake (it can only be fate) by muItifandomjess

Summary:

When Merlin accidentally creates a mental link between himself and Arthur, they discover far more about each other than they could ever have imagined.

[owostrich]

i can't ever enjoy Soulmate AUs because i always end up thinking about the inherent horror of a universe where Soulmates are a thing

like. there is one person in the entire world you can be happy with. nobody else will do, it has to be that one person. you can try dating other people if you want, but you will never be happy unless you're with The One. you are connected to them by a fate you cannot escape.

like. what if your soulmate is a horrible person. what if you're soulmated to someone who ended up a serial killer or something. what if your soulmate ends up being someone you simply can't stand? what if you get it wrong, and you fall in love and get married or whatever only to find out later the person you fell in love with isn't your soulmate? what if your soulmate ended up dying in a horrible accident before you ever even got the chance to meet them??

or like, what if someone's aromantic? imagine living in a Soulmate Universe, being told your whole life that you're gonna find your Soulmate oneday and that you'll only be truly happy once you meet your Soulmate only to find out you're one of the "Unlucky Ones" who never even had a Soulmate???

true love, to me, is something that happens by chance. like, you weren't pulled together by fate, you happened to bump into each other in a sea of chaotic randomness and managed to cling to each other. that's an inherent part of romance to me that Soulmate stuff takes away!!

the loss of control and randomness typically found with Soulmate universes makes it more of a horror thing to me. legit no hate on anyone who enjoys soulmate tropes as a romance thing, i get it /gen, i simply am physically unable to see soulmates as romantic. i can't help but think about the Horror of it all.