Prompt: From promptsfordays: āSoulmate AU where your tattoo shows the first thing your soulmate thought when they saw you (Example: ādear lord I want his babiesā, āFANFICTION BLUE EYESā, āi have to think something sexy at them. oh wait did that count. thats so embarassing they better not be my soulmate.ā, and āleARN TO USE A TURN SIGNAL, MOTHERHUGGERā )ā with Jaybird (what the actual tattoos are is up to you lol)
Every little girl dreams of the day that her soulmate mark shows up on her. Your mark turned up just a few days after your sixteenth birthday. It appeared bold and brash in clear view on your forearm. It would have been an exciting moment had it not been for what was written on your arm.
Youāre arm read: āFucking shithead! Get back here you cock sucking motherfucker!ā
Growing up in a fairly conservative family, you knew they wouldnāt take this development lightly. What exactly did this say about your soulmate in your familyās eyes?
ā[Y/M/L] what on heavenās earth is that on your arm?ā Your mother chastised when she saw the hint of ink peeking out from your sleeve. You attempted to cover up your arm with your sleeve but she caught your hand and pushed the fabric up to expose the words. You had never seen your mother so close to having a brain aneurysm.
āYou march right upstairs and wash that vulgarity off of your arm. You shouldnāt deface your body like that young lady. Your skin is for your soulmark and nothing else. Go wash it off. Now.ā She commanded.
āThis is my soulmark mother.ā You confessed. She pursed her lips together and the muscles on her jaw twitched. She didnāt have a response for you and had to drop the subject and turn away to leave the room before she said something that she might regret.
While all your friends met their soulmates in high school or in their early college years, you were well into your twenties before you came across him.
You had just moved to Gotham city for your job and you were walking home from work one night when man roughly bumped into you from behind. You stumbled forward and in the confusion the man snatched your purse from your arms and sprinted off down the street.
āMy purse!ā You cried out. You were at a loss for what to do. You knew you probably shouldnāt chase after him, he might kill you after all, but at the same time practically your entire life was in that purse. Your phone, your cards, that nice tube of your favorite rouge lipstick that you definitely overpaid for. Luckily for you an intimidating knight in shining armor chased after the thief.
āFucking shithead! Get back here you cock sucking motherfucker!ā He seethed, sprinting after him. The thief looked back and saw your hero and immediately dropped your purse when seeing just how much larger your savior was than him. āThatās right you fucking run! Donāt let me fucking see you in my neighborhood again!ā He called after the thiefās retreating form. He bent down, picked up your purse from the sidewalk and calmly walked back towards you.
This was the first time that you were able to get a clear look at the man whoās to be your soulmate. He was tall and absolutely gorgeous. He had this very intimidating look about him but when he looked at you, you felt absolutely safe. When you were standing side by side, you found yourself having to look up at him.
He offered you your purse back and you took it gratefully.
āThank you so much! How can I ever repay you?ā You asked.
āWill your name and a date do?ā He asked.
āIām sure I can manage that.ā You laughed. ā[Y/N].ā You introduced yourself.
āJason. Thatās uh ā¦ quite a lot of dirty words you have on your arm there.ā He chuckled sheepishly, eying the string of expletives inked on your arm.
āNo shit.ā You replied sarcastically. He let out a full booming laugh and patted your head gently.
āI think weāre going to get along just fine, doll.ā
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