![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
soul mate meme ;
soul mate meme ;
▸ post your character ◂
▸ you're now in a universe where destined soul mates exist! ◂
▸ rng for the type of au and for the ~situation~ ◂
▸ tag around ♥ ◂
type of au;
1. tats, your character has a tattoo of the first words the love of their life will say to them
2. familiars, your character has an animal tattoo representing their soul mate on them
3. glow, the first time your character sees their soul mate, their chests glow!
4. world in color, life is literally black and white, until you see your soul mate for the first time
5. choose your own, i'm definitely missing a milly because i'm lazy, pick your own
situation;
1. first meeting, you've never met this person before.
2. childhood mates, you've always known this person -- but on one particular birthday, everything changes.
3. together, you've been in a relationship for awhile now! happily wed or not, you decide.
4. not together, you've known you're soul mates for a long time, and yet have avoided a relationship.
5. choose your own, self explanatory c:
Grantaire | Les Miserables
1&1
Joly, Bossuet, and a stranger walk in five minutes late. Enjolras spares them a second's glare before continuing his speech, not breaking his stride. ]
As I was saying -- today we make a difference, friends, more so than any day prior. Today we see our other friends, the ones who join our cause, support our hardships -- today we all ban together to make a point to our oppressors. We will, without a doubt, be heard loud and clear. The government may be able to ignore a group of men, but when the people all ban together? We will --
[ Rowdy laughter at the bar drags his attention away, and Enjolras rolls his eyes in response, crossing his arms over his chest and taping his foot impatiently. ]
-- Excuse me, sir at the bar. You laugh while we are being subjugated by an unjust government.
no subject
He only came with Joly and Bossuet because the rally was talking place in a bar, and because of the promise of free beer and joints ala Joly afterwards. Who was he to turn down an opportunity to drink and mock idealists mercilessly?
When he pulled up his seat at the bar to order two fingers of whiskey and a beer he hadn't expected to pay very much attention at all. He expected to, in all likelyhood, keep his ears open to absorb buzz words and spit back out an odd loud comment or two to the contrary. He hadn't expected the first words that he heard to be so familiar, as to echo exactly the words that had etched themselves onto his back when he hit puberty with fine line as if painted on with the darkest ink.
He stared, as if staring would make the words change, until he couldn't help but laugh. There was nothing else to it, nothing left to do but laugh and stare.
His amused smile that mars his face like a frown doesn't budge at being called upon in spite of the lump that began to form in his throat. He's silent for just a second as he finds the words and Joly keeps staring.
Witness, dear friends, what may perhaps be the oddest day in your inevitably short lives. ]
We are being subjugated by your verbose prattling, herr dictator.
[ He pauses then to toss down his whiskey, smacks his lips and pushes the words out with the knot. He knows where these words will end up, knowing where the previous had found themselves on him. He leans against his arm and continues in comfort to watch the flames flicker. ]
Or are you going to stop dictating about battles to be won and open the floor up to a dialogue? If you do I think you'll find a whole lot of empty statements of righteous rage in the crowd with too much fire and no fuel. You'll find that you're alone in a crowded room, but at least you're pretty.
enjolras | les miserables | ota
[ 4 + 4...ish...? ] idk what i'm doing
He is somewhat thankful that, for now, the sun isn't hitting those golden curls of Enjolras'. Then he can't help but stare even though he knows it's as good as staring into the flaming star itself. What do colors mean to a world lit up by that passion? But Enjolras has always been worth blinding himself for. For R's monochrome world these colors are all that he has to hold onto. ]
LOUD WHINING
He didn't have time for soul mates or any love nonsense when there was revolution to be had -- there's too much much planning that goes into it, and it requires a dedicated leader, not distracted from other pleasures. And it was easy to say that at first. It was easy to block Grantaire out and ignore him -- even though colors get duller at night when they're away, brighter when they're closer together. Enjolras could ignore the faint warmth that blossomed in his heart when Grantaire was near -- brushing it off as happiness that man had not drunken himself into a stupor the night before. It was easy, simple.
Now, though. It gets harder to part from him every meeting, without ever sharing a kind word with him. Enjolras' head fills with white noise the further they keep their distance -- badly enough where he's convinced the pain of being apart is more distracting than having discussed it in the first place. So when the meeting comes to a close, Enjolras rubbing his temples in preparation for the mental attack he's surely about to take, he crosses the room to Grantaire's corner, laying a hand on his shoulder.
He has to fight back a gasp on contact. ]
A word?
wheezes
Of course. Anything for you, Apollo.
[ With a grunt he does pull away from the touch before the warmth spreads any farther and it causes him to make a fool out of himself-- and not in his usual churlish manner. His chair scrapes across the wooden floor of the cafe as he rises from the table. Glancing at Enjolras, the cynic flips his hand expectantly, imploring the other man to lead the way. ]
After you.
Oberyn Martell | a song of ice and fire
thomas | the maze runner | ota
ragnar lothbrok | vikings | ota
loras tyrell | a song of ice and fire | ota (modern)
margaery tyrell | a song of ice and fire | ota
scott mccall | teen wolf | ota