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Honestly, Iâm really only interested in soulmate AUs with alternative plots.
I donât really care about person A and person B who have each otherâs names on their wrists and find each other and live happily ever after. I care about a culture where people donât bother forming romantic relationships with anyone other than their soulmate, where they finally find their soulmate and realize they donât know how to handle the ups and downs of a relationship.
I care about people who fall in love with someone who isnât their soulmate and arenât willing to leave.
I care about queer people who are outed by the names on their arms, about trans people who spend their whole lives worrying that their birth name will be on their soulmateâs arm, then sobbing in relief when itâs not.
I care about people in poly relationships and how that looks.
I care about asexual aromantic people who have a name anyway and wonder if theyâre broken or if itâs the platonic soulmate theyâve always wanted.
I care about people who Google their soulmate and are disappointed by what they find. I care about the private detective agencies that rake in cash to help people find their soulmates. I care about the ways non-soulmate couples are discriminated against, from disapproving grandmas to insurance companies that wonât insure someoneâs spouse unless theyâre their soulmate. I care about teenagers who are devastated that their celebrity crush isnât their soulmate and what happens when the media discovers a young, unknown person whose soulmate is hugely famous.
I care about the people who never meet their soulmates, whose soulmates died young, whose soulmates have another name on their arms.
I care about the ways that this is a broken system, how it fucks people up, how it doesnât guarantee a happy ending and how people find their happy endings anyway.
âdonât call me an idiot, asshole. never forget who always wins trivial pursuit, me son! so if iâm an idiot and i beat you, what does that make you? chicken wing is my true homie, why canât i mention him?â
â -- what the hell is trivial pursuit?  this is the first time iâm hearing about it. âÂ
â your true homie? â he let out a long-suffering sigh. â who the hell have you been hanging out with lately? â
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Do you love me?
â even when it involves us, politics still confuses the hell out of me. please donât tell me iâm the only one. â
â want me to dumb it down for you, sweetheart? â
Abel plopped down on the couch and shrugged. âI guess Titanic will do. And Iâm not sure. Youâd have to ask Jean Grey that.â He replied monotonously, his eyes unwavering from the television screen.
â useless,â he huffed, rolling his eyes as he continued snooping around. â is jean grey the only competent person in this damn tower? â
âYou know youâre not worth my time, Park.â
â Â nah, youâre right. Â iâm askinâ for too much here, arenât i? Â donât worry, iâll ask you again in a week. Â ... that is how long it takes a clever thought to cross your mind, right? Â or was it two weeks? â
âNevermind. Whatâs up?â
â nah, i insist. Â i promise iâll pay attention this time. â
âThat doesnât mean anything.â he shrugged back at him, taking a large gulp of the punch in his hand. âI donât know, man. Iâm fine with staying here, especially knowing how much youâre annoyed by me. Why would I want to be somewhere else?â
â says you. â Â the urge to smack the punch right outta the studentâs hands was growing by the second. Â â look at you, going through all that trouble to keep little olâ me company. Â cute. â
â listen, i donât make the rules. Â if you wanna know where our secret hideout is then you gotta pay up. Â iâll take no less than forty bucks. â
âHere have one of these!â Bora said with a smile, handing the other person a pamphlet. âIts not big deal, just about the Brotherhood and the process for joining and stuff. Youâre gonna need somewhere to go when they pass this stupid registration shit. Which by the way, we had nothing to do with those explosions going on, not us, I swear on my dog Chicken Wingâs life.â
â what the hell are you doing? â lian takes the pamphlet, skimming through it with mild disinterest. â youâre givinâ these out for free?  at least charge 10 a piece, idiot.  and donât drag chicken wing into this. â
âSo, hypothetically, if you were at a club by yourself and this really attractive guy started talking to you like youâve been friends forever, and then he calls you a different name. And while youâre talking to him, youâre really drunk and even though itâs obvious that heâs mistaking you for someone else, he says he wants to go back to his place, clearly with the intention of hooking up. So, you can either the go back to his place and completely ignore the fact that someone else is in the club somewhere looking for this guy, or you could tell him heâs mistaken and miss the chance to hook up with a really attractive guy. What would you do?â
â can you repeat that? Â i totally zoned out, dude. â
Raised eyebrows showed how unimpressed by the otherâs joke, because it had to be a joke. He was perfectly healthy and he wasnât going to die. âAnyone ever tell you youâre horrible at making jokes?â He punched the otherâs arm lightly. âNo, really. Where are you going?â
He ran a hand over his face, making his voice sound shaky. âItâs not a joke, Dom.âÂ
âI--... I donât know what Iâm gonna do.â
âWhy would I care if you believe me or not?â
âI live here. That means I get to stand wherever I want.â
âbecause you continue to explain yourself to me time and time again.â he shrugged, glancing at his watch for a few seconds. âcanât you go be obnoxious elsewhere?â
âThis has nothing to do with me. Youâre just bat crazy for wanting to mess with her.â
â donât be so dramatic, sera. Â itâll be fine. Â wanna come with? â