#Soulmate au

…another soulmate au Somehow the weirdest one I’ve thought of? Um. Smell. You sniff your soulmate out. For each soulmate pair(or more) they hold unique smells ONLY the soulmate can track. Depending on the distance the smell is weaker or stronger. Would be funny if the farther away the soulmate the stronger the smell and the closer the soulmate the weaker the smell. Im just imagining MANY people hating this 🤣 (Why are these ideas plaguing me??? I don’t even like soulmate fics all that much 😭)

I’m hoping putting a little bit of this story out into the void will help motivate me to write more, so here’s the first little bit of my clegan soulmate au! <3 . John fell in love in Walla Walla. He fell in love with that split second on the runway when he pulled back on the yoke and the wheels of his B-17 left the ground for the first time. He fell in love with the shock of relief of the icy high-altitude air after spending too long taxiing the runway in the stagnant air of an enclosed cockpit. He fell in love with a fort almost seeming to float through the air, all engines feathered. He fell in love with messy golden hair tumbling out of the hatch and a smile as bright as the sun glinting off of metal wingtips. So it was no surprise, really, that when Gale ran a hand across the hull of his plane gently, reverently, and said “I’m in love,” in that low awestruck croon, that his name was simultaneously etched into the pale skin of John’s wrist.

I'm going to cry so much you have no idea 🥺🥺 i cried when (in your tattoo shop au) Ian thought he had a girlfriend and was really hurt about it.

Some of the best Ianthony fics I’ve ever read has had these moments that make me feel like I was punched in my chest and as I was writing this fic I realized this fic has a couple of those moments. I so badly wanna spill what I just wrote but I can’t because it needs context for that punch but UGH. OKAY, maybe just the final line of that scene: He doesn’t remember getting home that night. He doesn’t remember the drive, or having dinner, or crying himself to sleep. He doesn’t remember any of it. All he can remember looking back is how much it hurt, the pain like a live wire, sparking through every inch of him.

Yandere/unrequited soulmate au where character B cuts the red thread of their crush, character A. B makes sure there is enough string length so they can sew in the end of the cut thread to themself without being physically disabled. Unknown character C dying because of the cut thread. Character A either suffering this toxic fate or being completely amored by it. Toxic soulmates ✨️

I’m gonna be so honest w/ y'all i always imagined soulmate identifying marks as cutie marks and always got shocked when in fics it’s just some weird ‘hey that’s the vibe of my physical appearance!!’ blorb and not something that hints about the deepest and most vulnerable part of your soul also, they gotta work for it to see the soul mark. they gotta learn the twists and turns of the other person because they want to and once they both are like 'oh! i like them!!’ their soul mark activates as a way to tell both of them 'y'all are soulmates babes, don’t wait for them to make a move and go kiss already’

Soulmates who feel eachothers pain except one of them is immortal and leads a dangerous lifestyle so their soulmate is lowkey (highkey) fucking pissed off bc ‘Why the FUCK do i know what it feels like to be stabbed/shot/drowned?? And why are you still alive?’

Which year are you on now for your fic ? Or how many words? (If you don't mind me asking)

I haven’t worked on it in a few days so I’m in 2021. I’d feel comfortable saying that I feel like I can finish it by July or into July.

I Broke You, You Broke Me soulmate prompts Rook could feel the anger simmering through the bond, the feeling of betrayal that burned as hot as the dragon’s fire. “You’ve brought nothing but trouble since you came back,” Tarquin’s voice was low, angry trying to hide the hurt in it.“ It was buried in his gaze, though, the heartbreak. "It’s not Rook’s fault,” Ashur murmured, wincing as he twisted on his side. “I chose to engage it.” “Because it was going for a safe house. Because half of us were already dead,” Tarquin argued. “I’m fine,” Ashur replied, though Rook could see the pain in his expression. “You’re not fine. No one is fine.” Now it seemed Tarquin couldn’t even look at Rook. Rook slammed her shields up, not even sure if Tarquin even noticed. If he’d felt her guilt and anger before she throttled the soul bond between them, he didn’t show it. Her hands clenched into fists as she turned to go at Neve’s words. Leaving once after the mess in Nessus had cracked Rook. Leaving Minrathous now shattered her. She knew in that moment, no matter what she did, no matter if she killed the gods and saved the world, she would never had a person or a place to come home to again. “Rook?” Lace’s voice was soft as she walked beside the Shadow Dragon, one hand on Rook’s arm. “Soulmates aren’t always soft. Sometimes they’re the thing that breaks you open,” was all Rook said for the rest of the night.

Till 2023, could be 30k ?

I have a feeling once they reunite so like end of 2021 it’ll be wordier because they’ll actually be interacting again! I did just begin the year 2021 (and I have to write one of the most painful - to me - scenes) so we shall see!

At least working a Saturday event is that I can write in my journal in between people stopping by to talk to me.

the heartless and the gentle - sokkaesque - Avatar: The Last Airbender [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sokka/Zuko (Avatar), Sokka & The Gaang (Avatar), Kya & Sokka (Avatar), The Gaang & Zuko (Avatar), Katara & Sokka (Avatar), Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Sokka (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Background & Cameo Characters, The Gaang (Avatar) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Romantic Soulmates, Zukka Week, Zukka Week 2021, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, ish, Communication, yea you read that right, The Complexities Of Sharing Your Soul With Someone Else, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Suicidal Ideation, Suicidal Thoughts, idk how to tag this, Aang’s temporary death is mentioned a bit, not too much but maybe enough 2 be tagged, Platonic Cuddling, Big Brother Sokka (Avatar), Protective Sokka (Avatar), Protective Zuko (Avatar), Gay Zuko (Avatar), Canon-Typical Violence, except sokka kind of kills a man off screen, NO WAIT TWO MEN, still off screen tho, Character Study, Character Development, Healthy Relationships, the rest of the zukka tag: miscommunication!! this fic: communication via telepathic bonds, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pet Names, yeah :’), Ozai (Avatar) Being a Terrible Parent, on main!, Canon Rewrite, Hurt/Comfort, sorry 4 the various depictions of grief do you still think i’m hot, Sokka (Avatar)-centric Summary: [Sokka is five when the first mark appears. It writes itself in a deep red like a wound, as if someone had carved the word “nonbender” in a messy font across the knuckles of his left hand, as if it was handwritten with a knife. When he asks his mother, as she applies salve on Sokka’s knuckles, she sighs deeply and says nothing for a few moments. “Sometimes, spirits don’t make much sense.” Sokka has yet to turn thirteen when he wakes up screaming in pain, about ten soulmarks all over each other between his left shoulder and his ear, red and vivid like burning flesh. Among the few words that are somehow possible to read out of the disastrous scribbling, “disrespectful” and “coward” and “burned” and “sorry sorry sorry” are the ones that stand out the most to Sokka. He thinks, at the tender age of twelve, whoever did this to his soulmate will be sorry too, one day. A month after Hakoda leaves him with the job of the protector at the age of thirteen, Sokka realizes, with a bitter taste in his mouth, that he’s got more soulmarks than his entire village combined.] Or, to have a soulmark is to carry the vilest things that your soulmate believes about themselves on your skin.

Coloring Inside the Lines Author: liketolaugh Fandom: Legend of Zelda (BOTW) Ship: Link/Mipha Rating: T Length: 217k Complete Website: Ao3 link here My Rec: This is a colourpaint soulmate au where Link wakes up from the Shrine of Resurrection haunted by the Champions, and they help him on his journey to prepare to defeat Ganon. If you’re not familiar with a colourpaint soulmate au - when you touch someone for the first time, if you will be important to one another a coloured mark will be left behind. So soulmarks are not restricted to romantic relationships, but instead all important relationships leave a physical mark upon you. This is an incredible recovery fic that pulls no punches about how difficult it would be to wake up confused, physically scarred, amnesiac, and with an entire world counting on you. But this Link isn’t doing it alone!

have we considered the opposite of the ‘the first words your soulmate says to you on your arm’ which is ‘the last words your soulmate to you on your arm’. the concept of not knowing if you’re really soulmates until one dies. The concept of not knowing if youre really soulmates until one is already walking away.

Me at the start of the chapter: This is an Akam centric soulmate AU so I’ll write lots of interactions between them. <3 The chapter so far: Rei interacting with almost every character in DetCon but Akai. (exaggeration, it’s only been five, but the number is increasing)

Will: *desperately pleading his case that the girl he followed home from work and held her hand after she fell off her bike when she scared him is 100% his soul mate despite the obvious age gap* Robbie *groggy after being woken up at 2am for this conversation*:

I have 2 Fiyeraba Soulmate AUs (you have 2 different soulmate AU first meetings and a vague idea of act 2 for one)

Today’s goal: Finishing the current scene and maaaaybe start with the next one (not sure yet if it will be a flashback or if I will stay in the present for now, we’ll see). I am afraid that The Call will have 3 chapters after all because chapter 2 is getting very long. I’ll decide when I reach 10k words again. xD (I’m nearing 3k so far).

Another soulmate idea cause why not Music!!! Basically people will have their own unique music, be it in their head, their soul, whatever. And whoever else harmonizes perfectly is the other’s soulmate. Sometimes the music has words, other times its just soft humming. Sometimes it’s hard rock other times it’s lazy folk song. Depending on how the logistics work is could see some pretty angsty scenarios. Outside of relationships: imagine random character is deaf, hard of hearing, sensitive to sound? Imagine if character has been memories related to a type of music that is their own or someone they know’s soul song? Imagine the music industry and how it’s affected. Imagine, if this is an au where everyone can hear everyone’s soul music, BAD PEOPLE luring in others with their soft tunes? Or, in aus where the songs are private, someone faking their soul song with an mp3 or something? Imagine in certain communities or groups where specific kinds of music is frowned upon yet a family member or two gets such a kind of soul song? Just an idea lol [Edit: MORE THOUGHTS] For the sweeter versions - Romance, sexuality, and aesthetic feelings ARE impacted the the music, and as well, the music is impacted by the person’s preferences. Orrrrrr, horror version - a person’s song reflects very minimal about them because a soul is a soul with core features. A human can drastically change but by then their song has been made and mirrors a version of themself lost to time. What if someone’s song blends with MANY people? Not soulmate level harmonizing but close enough to get people comfortable and interested? And the opposite. What if someone’s tune is so grating or horrific that it makes others cover their ears and stay far away, maybe making assumptions on the characters personality just based on their song? Being a concept of course people can do with this soulmate au as they like. Maybe the songs CAN change with the person but stay unique enough to them that they keep only the one soulmate. And if their song changes perhaps so does their soulmates for the harmonizing. Maybe you want to make this idea scientific and relate it to the heart waves, sound waves, the abstract invisible waves that give people their sixth sense. Maybe you just want it to be unserious and fluffy with no explanation at all.

Story prompt(Can’t remember if me or my sister came up with it): You live in a world where the first words your soulmate says to you are written on your arm. At some point you take a job at McDonald’s. A few weeks later a customer pulls up. “Welcome to McDonald’s how can I help you?” you say, since it’s how you were told to greet every customer. And they say the words on your arm. “Please tell me you’re the one I’ve been looking everywhere!”

I miss writing soulmate aus :(( maybe I’ll convince queen to let me write a one shot collection with soulmates hehe - pup