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Reguri Week 2020, Day 7 prompt: Soulmates/Childhood
They say we’re all born with a red string of fate, tying us to the one we’re destined to love.
Some say the string is always there, visible from the moment of birth, leading you in the right direction.
Some say the string appears before you the moment you lay eyes on your partner for the first time.
Others say the string can only be made, forged from trust and hard work and un-yeilding love that bends for no one, not even fate.
But for some, the string can be impish, a master of trickery. Always there, always present, but not always red.
A string of green, blossoming friendship.
Then a string of harsh yellow. That of rivalry, contempt, hidden and hated respect; a destiny of conflict.
But some say the yellow fades. That in a moment of weakness, of clarity, that red erupts from the heart, engulfing the yellow in a burning flame that had always been there beneath the frustration and fear.
Some say there is no way to truly find a soul mate, you can only ever really find yourself. But somewhere along the way, you’ll find your string of fate has drawn taut; your soulmate right beside you as you find yourselves. Together.
The simple touch of a hand is underestimated as it really is one of the closest connections two people can acquire
Yes that be right.
I was scrolling through Pinterest and there was a ton of soulmate au’s. One of my favorite is where the world is black and white until your soulmate touches you or in order for the world to remain full of color is your soulmate touches you. Here’s an idea.
you are lost in the moment with your soulmate, the world around you is colorful, and you ask if they see the colour too. They don’t. They suddenly grow flowers that intertwine with their hair, and they’re (insert favorite color). You realize they aren’t your romantic soulmate. They are your platonic soulmate. Meant to be your best friend. You don’t end up finding a romantic partner, but your soulmate does. You’re the (best man or bridesmaid) and cool aunt/uncle to their child (adopted or they did give birth) and you three bring chaos (your soulamte, their soulmate and the child).
Notes: Let me know if anyone wants to be added to the taglist for this!
Part 1 here.
Peter is having a terrible dream.
It starts off well. He’s flying – or, well, as close as he comes to it, swinging through the streets of Queens. The adrenaline is pumping, strong and steady, through his veins, fresh out of a fight with the latest jerk he’d come across. It’s exhilarating… at least it is until the web he’s swinging by snaps, and the ground surges up to meet him.
He’s sure he doesn’t land on his head, though the fall is a blur, but somehow when he comes to, it’s his neck that hurts. It doesn’t add up… until he realizes exactly what was wrong with his dream, and the memories come surging back as his eyes fly open.
Soulmate September Day 27: “Your eyes match your soulmate’s hair color. If they dye their hair, your eyes change colors.”
Alternate Universe: Human AU
Warnings: None that I’m aware of
Word Count: 854
Being a teacher came with certain challenges, one of which was capturing and maintaining the focus of students. Logan wasn’t so arrogant to believe that he could always keep his student’s attention but he felt like he did a respectable job on most days.
Today was not one of those days.
New photo for soulmates on amc.
He’s so 🔥🔥🔥