#soulmates touch au

[bloviating-vy]

Hi Vy! I came across Soul on Fire a couple of days ago and sat down to read all the chapters out so far and (pls excuse the all caps)

I JUST — WANT TO SCREAM SO BAD BC WHY IS THIS THE ANGSTY SLOWBURN SEOKJIN FIC IVE BEEN CRAVING MY ENTIRE LIFE

There aren’t enough words to describe what those four chapters made me feel but to summarize a few: my heart is racing, my stomach has butterflies, and I am teetering on the balls of my feet waiting to see where this goes!!

The dynamics between all the characters are so complex and exciting for me to analyze, between both Seokjin and OC and then their respective partners as well, and just like the way their lives collide so unexpectedly and them navigating this new world makes me abhxndjskkwmsakxndbdnsjxnskdnsjj (sorry for keysmashing)

I want to go back and reread every individual chapter again but like can I just say thank you so much because this fic scratched an itch I didn’t know I had and I’ve been looking to read something like it for so very long and now I can’t stop thinking about it so thank you thank you thank you now let me go check out the rest of your fics while I patiently wait 💜💜💜

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm just VERKLEMPT and quite frankly, slightly overwhelmed by your kindness and comments. I'm so glad that the fic is scratching that itch and you're so very welcome!! Lots of angst forthcoming but I hope it's worth it in the end.

I have a few more Seokjin angst fics in my mlist so hopefully they will suffice until I can finish Ch5. :D

Happy Monday!

[demaparbat-hp]

The Crew is boisterous and loud, full of traitors, inside jokes, and secrets. The scum of the Fire Nation. The forgotten tiles on the Empire's Pai Sho board. The ones who change the game.

But most importantly—they're a family. And no matter how much they complain about their boss (teenage menace that he is), they'll do anything for their Prince.

Anything.

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The Crew is the heart and soul of my fic For the Spirits. No one really knows just how important they will be to the story...how important they already are.

[tennessoui]

thinking about a soulmate canon au where you find your soulmate via touch and the jedi order is a bit more pious and has a very respectful no touching culture that obi-wan absolutely abides by. meanwhile anakin is raised on tatooine before coming to the temple and he's really used to touch, and it drives him a little insane, that no one touches him casually in the temple but he learns to abide by it as well and follow his master's example

only for him to fall head over heels for padmé as soon as they touch in aotc and he thinks his reactions to her are due to them being soulmates so they get married because padmé doesn't really know what finding her soulmate feels like either, but anakin's touch and attention feels good (and maybe he unintentionally uses the Force to convince her) so they must be soulmates

meanwhile obi-wan saved his padawan's life when he was like sixteen and was knocked unconscious and tossed into an ocean or something so obi-wan gives him mouth to mouth to resuscitate him---and discovers instantly that they're soulmates....but anakin's out cold and doesn't feel it so obi-wan's left alone with the realization that he's some kind of monster, being the soulmate of a child and anakin can never ever ever know.

so canon happens as canon does but with obi-wan knowing and keeping this secret to himself and carefully making sure he never touches anakin while anakin gets all of his touches from his wife and obi-wan watches from afar knowing he can never tell anakin or anyone else

but palpatine works it out and definitely tells anakin once he's Fallen and killed his wife and also been barbecued (by his soulmate), which makes vader obsess with finding obi-wan (more than he is in canon)

and he finally captures him and has the acolytes chain him up in mustafar. vader visits and asks if obi-wan cut off his arms so he couldn't touch him and know, and it's obi-wan's worst fear and biggest regret that anakin finds out they're soulmates, but now he has no control over the situation. not as vader approaches, not as he takes off his helmet, not as vader leans close and brushes what remains of his lips against obi-wan's cheek

and it feels just as good and right and perfect as it did the first and only time they touched, except now obi-wan isn't sure who the monster is. maybe it's both of them

[mccn-bcys]

JUST A TOUCH OF YOUR HAND pt. 3

pairing: moonboys x fem!reader

summary: jake finally makes his debut to ask the reader a question the boys have been dying to ask. reader gives her answer and jake is just a cutie.

warning: jake (he's a warning, yes), just some nice fluff for ya.

authors note: okay ik a lot of you have been wanting this chapter for a long time (sorry about the long wait, I had a lot going on the past couple of months). this chapter isn't as long as the others but it just felt right to have this one be short and sweet. the next chapter, maybe we'll see some more of marc 😏🤭

word count: 1,028

and then there was jake. it was funny actually. he'd been dreaming of meeting his soulmate since he had gotten the stain. and he had so badly wanted to meet you when you first brushed against their hand on the sidewalk that day.

god how he wanted to meet you. and yet he couldn't make himself front. even when steven or marc would hand it over to him, especially when you'd plan days to meet and spend with him, he just couldn't front.

none of them understood it. it's like he'd freeze up. it was eating him up. he was pretty sure he was in love with you – actually he was positive he was in love with you. and he'd never even actually met you!

you, being the amazing person you were, were so patient with him. whenever you'd see the boys on the days you were going to meet jake, and find out he wasn't fronting, you'd have marc or steven tell him you didn't mind waiting.

"you boys are all worth waiting for," you'd say, making them melt.

and jake would try more to front around you and it just wouldn't happen. he couldn't figure out why. although on a deeper level, he knew why.

he supposed he wasn't much different than marc. as much of a hopeless romantic as he was, he also knew his reputation. it was said reputation that caused him to romanticize the thought of a soulmate. he never really thought himself capable of being loved. if marc thought his hands were stained with blood, jake was swimming in it.

if he was realistic, he couldn't imagine why you would love him. he was ruthless, he could be cold, he had a tendency to shut people out if they got too close.

But he wanted you to get too close. He wanted to able to talk to you, learn about you and not through the other two. He wanted to hold you and comfort you, and be held and be comforted by you.

but like marc, he'd been scared. scared you'd run for it, if you knew him. everyone else did.

and yet here you were: sitting across the table, smiling so wide, eyes so patient, like he's your favorite person in the world. if you kept going, he's sure he would probably cry.

"jake?" you called cautiously, breaking him from his thoughts. his eyes snap to yours, smiling at you. he thinks: 'they're right...the way she says our names is addicting.'

"sí, amor?" he answers softly, but you seem to brighten up even more.

"yes," you simply said.

his eyebrows furrow. had he asked a question?

yes, you did, you bloody idiot!

holy shit...she actually said yes...

"yes?" he repeated, since his alters weren't helping him at all.

you laughed at that, at him seemingly forgetting his own question. he loved that sound.

"you asked me to move in," you reminded him patiently.

"and you said yes?"

"I did."

"but you don't know me," he tries to reason, because how on earth would you have agreed to move in with the mess of these three men?

"I know that i love marc and steven, and if I love them, i already love you too," were you trying to kill him?

"why?"

that threw you for a loop. you hadn't been expecting it. why did you love this man you've never actually met?

"well...for starters, we're soulmates-"

"that doesn't mean that I'm not a terrible person." steven had warned you of this. that he might try to talk of himself like this.

"but you're not-"

"you don't know that."

"except that I do."

"how could you possibly know that?"

"because I just do-"

"amor, that's not an answ-"

"I know because you're a weirdo who wears gloves while he drives a limo. You send a bouquet of my favorite flowers every time you can't front when we planned. I know because I can feel you follow me home every night after work when you're patrolling, making sure I get home safe. I know because marc's told me that you can't pass a cat without petting it. I know because I *know.* You're a *good man,* jake," you say, looking at him completely serious.

and for the first time in a long time, every voice in his head is silent. they're at a loss for words. there's this strange feeling in jake's heart and he's never felt it before.

what is that, he thinks.

that's love, jake.

it feels like a heart attack.

yeah...it's great, innit?

you watch him closely while he's silent, watching to see if you've overstepped somehow. to try and see what he's feeling. amd when he stands, you're worried he's leaving. that he's going to change his mind about wanting you to move in.

but he quickly crosses over to you and he cups your face, gentle as he is urgent, and leans down and kisses you, deeply, passionately. and for a moment, you're confused. but you quickly kiss him back, matching his energy, his passion. after a moment, he pulls away, both of you panting lightly, breathless from the kiss. he presses his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes so intensely you swear he can see your soul.

"te amo jodidamente mucho," he says, voice barely above a whisper.

"I love you too," you say back softly, meaning every word.

jake has feel that twist in his heart again, but he knows what it is now. it's love. and it's strange and foreign but...he thinks he likes it. he feels like he's never smiled so wide in his life. he presses one more soft kiss to your lips before moving back to his seat at the table.

"so...tell me about these gloves you bought me," he grins.

and you start talking about them, explaining every detail about them and why you thought he'd like them. he swears he's never smiled so dopey in his life, talking to you about anything and everything you wanted to talk about. he'd finally fronted and he'll be damned if he doesn't take advantage of every single second he gets with you.

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[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads

The Spider And Her Demons

YA Australian urban fantasy/horror

about a Malaysian-Chinese girl who’s half spider-demon, just trying to keep her head down and survive high school

when she accidentally kills and eats a man in front of the most popular girl at school, they strike up a strange friendship and she starts to learn more about herself and the supernatural world

aroacespec/sapphic ish

[sadnessunderthebridge]

So I got an idea for a fic where dwarves are the only race to have soul mate marks (I haven't decided why only them yet but I'll figureit out I'll probably just blame magic) and I'm trying to find when in the book Thorin first touches Bilbo and where on Bilbo's body he touched. So, does anyone know where?

[ej-artyarts]

“I’m upset I didn’t figure this out sooner. It was obvious, really.”

[lilredghost]

WIP Wednesday: Sabers & Soulmates AU

When Obi-Wan is twenty-seven, he touches Anakin's lightsaber for the first time. His Padawan is twelve, having just returned from Ilum with his very first saber, and he holds it out to Obi-Wan with a broad smile, clearly looking for approval.

Obi-Wan has to swallow down a rush of affection for his boy, tugging fondly at his Padawan braid as he takes the lightsaber.

Obi-Wan is twenty-seven, and his Padawan is twelve-- and the second he makes contact with the lightsaber, his stomach swoops. He clutches it tightly, unwilling to risk dropping it and offending his Padawan.

He forces himself to look, though he is somewhat more distracted than he'd usually be. Anakin's lightsaber is beautifully crafted, with smooth lines and a solid hilt; the slanted emitter is a particularly nice touch.

Obi-Wan only wishes that was the reason for the heat pooling in his gut.

"Do you like it, Master?"

Anakin watches him with wide eyes, halfway between worry and anticipation. He only comes up to Obi-Wan's shoulders, and-- for an instant-- this suprises him.

For an instant, Obi-Wan had been expecting to look up and see a fully-grown man.

But his Padawan is only twelve, so he forces a smile onto his face and hands the lightsaber back to his soulmate.

"Yes, of course," he tells Anakin. "I do."

[firedrakegirl]

Even though we’d become good friends, Loki would not let me touch him. Knowing what he’d been through, I understood, even if that just made me want to hug him more. But I respected his boundaries. When my need to hug him got bad enough, I went out and bought a green teddy bear and would hug it super tight, then hand it over to him. At first, he thought it, and I, were stupid, but he came to really like the idea. Then one day he sat next to me on the couch and handed me a hair tie. “I am so done with it, and I know you know how to handle curls. I just need it to stop now or I’m going to chop it all off.”

I froze for a second before chuckling. “Yeah. I know the feeling. How do you feel about a braid? That’s my go to for forcing it into submission.”

“I trust you, no matter what. Just keep it out of my face.” He deliberately turned his back to me. This was the second massive sign of trust in as many minutes. I nodded and took a breath. “Okay, so to start, I’m going to finger comb through it, then just a simple braid. It won’t put too much pressure on your scalp, but will keep it controlled.” I explained what I was going to do, then gave him a moment to tell me no. When he didn’t, I started running my fingers through his hair. Color followed my strokes, making his hair look like an oil spill. I froze again. “Um, Loki….” I pulled my hands away, and the Black on my fingers and between them had exploded into flares of color. I carefully leaned around him to show him my hands. “I think we’re soulmates?”

“But I don’t have a mark?” He gaped, grabbing my hand and examining it closely.

“Your hair looks like an oil spill now. It’s beautiful. Want me to take a picture so you can see?”

He leaped away from me without a word, rushing into his room and slamming the door. That was like a stab to the gut. After all, who didn’t dream of finding their soulmate and living happily ever after? I blinked away the tears and headed to the kitchen. Baking always made me feel better, and some fresh bread would be nice.

Several hours later and a fresh loaf of focaccia on the counter, there was a knock on my door. “My dear, can I come in for a moment?”

I quickly wiped my face clear of tears before sighing and calling out. “C’mon in Loki. You know my door is always open to you.”

“Even after I essentially ran away from my soulmate?” He pushed the door open and looked remarkably anxious.

“My door is always open to you Loki.” I said softly. “As a friend, even if you don’t want me as a soulmate.” I had to blink away a fresh wave of tears at that thought.

“Oh, darling, no. That’s not what that was.” He took two long strides and sat on the edge of the bed, taking my hands. “I’m not rejecting you. I just.” He sighed. “I’ve spent over a thousand years thinking I didn’t have a mark. And you know some of what I’ve been through over the last several years. Can you understand why I may have panicked a little?”

“Of course.” I squeezed his hands gently before realizing he was actually touching me of his own volition. “You don’t have to do this, you know. I know how you are with touch.” I tried to pull away but he held my hands tight.

“I trust you.” Loki told me gently. “You’re the first person in what feels like eons that I trust. It makes sense that you’re my soulmate. You just caught me so off guard. Between never thinking I had a mark and it being you... I just needed time. Can you continue to be patient with me while we work on this?”

“Of course I can. Anything you need.”

“And if I need a kiss from my soulmate?” His expression turned mischievous and he used my hands to pull me closer.

“I think that can be arranged.” I grinned, letting him make all the moves. After a moment, he leaned in and pressed a very gentle kiss to my lips, one hand coming up to cup my cheek as he did.

[aylacavebear]

Cat Facts

Cat Facts so you can understand what it’s like to be a Touched of Bastet, being in a human body while having the abilities of a cat. Remember, all this is added to the mind and body of the human.

Genetics - A cat's genome is 95.6 percent tiger, and they share many behaviors with their jungle ancestors.  - An adult cat’s brain is approximately 5 cm (2 inches) long, weighs 30g, and has nearly twice the amount of neurons in their cerebral cortex as dogs. - Domesticated cat breeds have very few genetic differences from their wild counterparts due to the constant intermixing, with thousands of years of genetic exchanges in both directions.

Eyesight/Vision - Cats are nearsighted, but their peripheral vision and night vision are much better than that of humans. - Though cats can notice the fast movements of their prey, it often seems to them that slow-moving objects are actually stagnant. - With their ability to dilate their pupils and a reflective layer – the tapetum – which concentrates light, cats are adept at nighttime vision and activity. - Cats see six times better in dim light than humans,

Bones/Muscles - Cats have 230 bones. Humans only have 206 - Cats’ collarbones don’t connect to their other bones, as these bones are buried in their shoulder muscles. - Cats can jump up to six times their length. - Cats are natural pouncers and jumpers, and have a superior ratio of strength to size compared to humans. - Cats make very little noise when they walk around. The thick, soft pads on their paws allow them to sneak up on their prey. - Cats use their long tails to balance themselves when they’re jumping or walking along narrow ledges. - Cats can run around 48 kph (30 mph), but only over short distances. A house cat could beat superstar runner Usain Bolt in the 200-meter dash. - Cats have 30 vertebrae. Humans have 25. - Cats have between 20-23 bones in their tail. Smell/Taste - Cats have an extra organ that allows them to taste scents on the air. - Cats’ claws all curve downward, which means that they can’t climb down trees head-first. Instead, they have to back down the trunk. - Cats have the largest eyes relative to their head size of any mammal. - Cats have more than 200 million odor sensors in their noses; humans have just 5 million. Their sense of smell is 14 times better than that of humans.

Whiskers/Fur - Whiskers are extensions of the cat’s skin and are designed to detect even the smallest changes in the environment, including air currents, air pressure, temperature, and wind direction. They are embedded three times as deep as fur and translate the slightest contact to sensory cells at their roots. They help cats navigate at night by acting like radar. - Each hair has many nerve endings and evokes a very clear response from the nervous system. 

Hearing - Cats can hear noises in the ultrasound range. While we hear up to around 23 KHz, cats hear up to around 85 KHz, the sounds that rats and mice make. - Cats have 32 muscles in each ear, enabling them to move their ears in any direction and each ear independently of the other. Humans have 3 muscles in their ears. - Cats can detect higher frequencies than dogs. - Cats can also determine where the sound is coming from by sensing differences in the time of the arrival and the intensity of the sound received by the two ears. - Cats are sensitive to tone changes in humans’ voices, noticing when someone is cheerful or upset, but louder, sharp noises can make them dart for a hiding spot.

Behaviors Purring - - A cat’s purr vibrates at a frequency of 25 to 150 hertz, which is the same frequency at which muscles and bones repair themselves. - Cats’ purring may be a self-soothing behavior, since they make this noise when they’re ill or distressed, as well as when they’re happy.

Their Human - - Cats mark you as their territory when they rub their faces and bodies against you, as they have scent glands in those areas. - Cats like to sleep on things that smell like their owners, such as their pillows. - When a cat flops over and exposes his belly, it’s not always an invitation for a belly rub. A cat does this when he’s relaxed and showing trust. - Your cat drapes its tail over another cat, your dog, or you as a symbol of friendship.

Miscellaneous - - Cats may yawn as a way to end a confrontation with another animal. Think of it as their “talk to the hand” gesture. - From birth, touch is a primary source of affection for cats.

The Insane Plot Armor of Cats - by Casual Geographic 15:30 length

The facts I have listed did not come from this video. I got them from numerous different sources online. The YouTuber does an amazing job of sharing lots of information on cats. It’s a well-put-together video with tons of information, and I thought it would perhaps help you understand how it might be to have these abilities as a human.

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[hamsterclaw]

‘You create and end worlds.’

We need to talk @vyduan . We need to talk about Lucas and how perfect he is.

Thanks for the heads up about food chat! Lucky I ate before I read 🤤

Soul on Fire: Ch 3

Author: vyduan Pairing: Kim Seokjin | Reader Genre: soulmate touch AU, slow burn, strangers to lovers, smut, idol au, angst Word Count: ~5.3k Rating: Explicit, 18+ Warnings: swearing, legal consumption of alcohol, light mentions of sex, consumption of a horrifying amount of food

Summary: Wherein you read this next chapter and are like, all she talks about is food? And no Kim Seokjin to be seen? What the heck? (But never fear, KSJ will be in the next chappie.)

Notes: The next chapter will be either all or mostly KSJ’s POV. Thanks for your forbearance and understanding!! And happy holidays!

Soul on Fire Masterlist [IN PROGRESS]: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | AO3 For more of my fics, here is my Masterlist.

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Chapter 3.

Lucas found you on the floor, sobbing and surrounded by your entire closet piled in various heaps, in and out of suitcases and boxes.

“Oh, baby,” he crooned in concern as he rushed to your side and embraced you. “What’s going on? Do you need help packing?”

You turned your face into his steady chest, hiccuping even as you tried to calm yourself down. You focused on his strong heartbeat, willing it to calm you. It was even working until you realized that soon, you wouldn’t be able to turn to him for comfort and then you started sobbing all over again.

“Shhhhhh, my love,” he hushed as he pulled you in even closer, patting your hair in broad, even strokes. “Tell me what’s wrong, babe.”

Keep reading

[demaparbat-hp]

Idk if I'm too late, but I really want to see what you do with "kiss of life"

Before the Sun dies.

[strawbubbysugar]

Physical Signs

The most dangerous, and least common signs. Reserved for those who are either actively avoiding their bond, or refuse to acknowledge it. It is advised that you seek out your bond before it escalates to this point.

Touch You may feel sensation matching that of what is happening to your soulmate. This is often not intense, however it may be distracting. Ex) Person A is shopping, and feels a soft shirt. Person B feels the sensation of softness on their fingers. Illness Symptoms related to an illness that is currently being experienced may be mirrored in the opposite partner. These can range anywhere from sharing the sniffles, to experiencing a less intense form of exactly what they have. Treatment will not work on the party that did not experience the original source of the illness. Ex) Person A has food poisoning, and is sick. Person B feels nauseous, but is not debilitated by the condition. However, they are unable to take any action to lessen the nausea, other than helping their soulmate.

Injuries Injuries sustained by one will be fully felt in the other. The injury will only be felt, not seen, as phantom pain, that will not resolve until the injury is healed on the initial party who received the injury. Ex) Person A cuts their hand. Person B will feel the cut, and the continued pain afterwards, until the cut is healed. If left for too long, this sign will begin to show physical symptoms that are visible even to outside parties, and cause real, tangible damage. Ex) Person A cuts their hand. Person B's hand will appear to be cut by nothing, and will become a real injury for them as well. Any act taken to fix the damage on either party will heal both. ***WARNING. Any attempt to purposefully draw out meeting your soulmate to this point will be considered by healthcare professionals to be dangerous and harmful to both you and your soulmate. You may be given the option of breaking your bond. This is highly inadvisable, as it is an incredibly invasive and experimental treatment that may result in unwanted side effects.

[littlelostmabari]

Snippet Sunday

Thanks @alpydk for the tag!

I'm working on Touch of Darkness and One of the Good Ones as the muses delegate, but here's some from ToD which has a bunch of Gale angst. I don't know who's been tagged yet but please jump in!!!

From Chapter 2 of Touch of Darkness (Soulmates AU, Gale x Named f!Tav), which will be published sometime this decade.

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He found her on one of the outcroppings near the monastery. Her head was squeezed between white-knuckled fingers and bent over legs that dangled over a hundred-foot drop into the misty green below. 

Karlach guarded her left, Wyll her right. The latter didn't speak, but held her the way Gale wanted, needed, should have — no. 

He held her the way Karlach would have if she were safe to touch. Wyll’s arms crossed over her back and front, his forehead propped on her shoulder with his horns a shadowed frame in the moonlight. Gale’s thoughts stirred to the lakeside where jealousy had reared its head to mimic the pain of the orb — the words about her comfort with the younger Ravengard had slipped from between his teeth before he had the chance to examine them for their sharpness. He had stumbled to blunt them then, but then and again now those words were knives against the inside of his ribs.

His Irra still loved him. 

He stood back from the others, hand on the striated wall that served as the entrance to this shadowed nook. The other hand dangled limply at his side as he watched, and waited. 

Really, Irradessa was speaking only to Karlach. Wyll served as proxy, his arms curled around as a brother or a son would. It echoed the embrace Karlach must have ached to provide, should contact have served more than scorch marks. The hands and arms not of a lover, but of a sister, soothing the wounds that Gale had failed to acknowledge in his egocentric despair. That's what he had been, of course: egocentric. 

The orb had dominated his every waking thought until she touched him at the portal, her quiet violin pouring soothing power into the distemper of the glyph. He should have recognized the music then… but he was so eager to be saved that he didn’t recognize his savior. She was the woman that stalked his periphery of his status as Chosen, the regret that had eaten away slowly at his heart for the past decade and a half. Mystra had soothed, but never healed — for what does a goddess know of mortal longing? His days in the Weave were busy at her side, but his nights, just as he fell through the veil of slumber, he would hear his own voice.

“It’s a bit late for that, don’t you think?”

With wakefulness came forgetting, more and more each time wakefulness entered his mind. 

Then in the dark of his study, the blinds pulled across his windows and eyes and heart, and Tara out scouring for answers, he had thought about the bright pin in his vision at each breath he had taken at the side of the Mother of Magic. The missing pieces had been an ache that he had readily filled with knowledge and the Weave, and now the orb, but the hole was never small enough to fill with any of it. He thought now to send, to scry, but those magics were beyond him. He could write, but to which hole would his worthless words be erased when she discovered his uselessness? 

The orb was not the only thing that was ravenous now, begging for her gaze.

And again he was still thinking about the orb, and not of his Irra… should she look at him now and find him anything more than his failures. Instead he held his breath with eyes closed and ears perked to the harsh intake of her every breath. He felt a stab at each rattle of inhaled lament and regret that assaulted her lungs. 

“I'm so sorry, Dez. If I had known I wouldn't have teased so much. Not fair to play if the hand’s already been folded.” Karlach leaned back on hands that were inches from Irra, itching to close the gap. Her face looked up to the sky, eyes in the middle distance and hair dangled back along her spine. Her tail, limp and trailing off the cliff, a fine indicator of her mood. 

“You've got naught to apologize for, *hic*lach.” Her sobs broke through the words. “He knew and that's what fucking *hic* hurts.” 

“You told him?!” 

Gale watched as Karlach's head snapped to his Irra, and the muscles in Wyll's arm tensed.

“Ages ago. But he left. I was never *hic* never…”

Wyll instinctually held her tighter without Karlach’s intervention. Gale couldn’t see, but he could hear well enough to know that her hands and lap were soaked with tears. When his horns got in the way, Wyll raised his head and pulled her entire body into his chest. He cradled her. Her body trembled against his, and his heart absorbed her fear and sorrow. His tunic took her tears.

[mccn-bcys]

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1. Just A Touch Of Your Hand

this fic is actually my first multi-part fic. it didn't start out meaning to be multi part but it is and I'm actually very proud of it. it's angst but also so fluffy and I love it.

2. First Date

my first javi peña fic. I love this one a lot actually. it took me literal months trying to get it just right. I adore nervous javi and I wanted to showcase him.

3. Final Arcade Token

I think this was my first moon knight fic. it's cute little marc fic, tiny bit of angst but super fluffy. it's super cute I love it so much

4. Hold My Hand

my first din djarin fic. I was nervous writing this one but it's actually pretty good! it's super cute, we see din being in love (as he should be)

5. Sensual Pleasure

this one was for a fic exchange with the girls in the marc's queens server. this one also took me a little while to write but finally the right idea struck me. I adore steven grant and he's so cute in this one.

no pressure tags: @luvpedropascal @marshmallow--3 @marc-spectorr @romanarose @leh2393 @bibli0thecary

[suffarustuffaru]

What If Julius and Subaru both met when Julius was a commoner and Subaru got transported Sooner

fun stuff im sure !! but haah okay given julius was a kid when he was a commoner - yeah theyre both kids here!! not sure how old but definitely somewhere before the age of ten. and i think theyd be up to some shenanigans together im sure!! theyre both very mischevious kids (or from what little we know of little kid julius, given iirc tappei hasnt specified just How Much of a "delinquent" little kid julius is okay. but hes definitely the type to sneak out past curfew or something. stay up late reading too, probably. that sort of thing). and also subarus a kid and no way he ISNT missing home poor guy T^TT getting ripped away from home like that is bad enough at seventeen, getting ripped away from home when you are like. no more than eight or something is Bad. but luckily!! im assuming subaru gets found by the juukuliuses (julius's parents probably?) and thats how julius and subaru form their friendship / long-term yearning for each other (if you so desire that) (okay but no way subaru ISNT gonna form long-term yearning for julius flajsdlf). but yes i think julius and subaru would be silly happy kids together and julius's parents would be like oh no this other kid is so lost where is he from :(( but hes so loved by julius already too... well we got another kid under our roof now.

except. julius's parents die in a flood. so i mean. Hypothetically.... either julisuba survive this one first try or subaru dies for the first time. which. ohh god. oh god. oh g -