I. type of soulmate01. the one with the clock that counts down the time until you meet your soulmate
02. the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate (so you don’t know them until you see them), and it goes away when they die
03. the one where you don’y know your soulmate until you hear them speak, or hear them speak a certain word; your name, for example
04. the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you touch them
05. the one where you get the name of the person in their handwriting on your body somewhere at a certain age, or just in script in your native language or THEIR native language
06. the one where the first thing they say to you appears instead
07. the one where you get each others’ fingerprints
08. the one where you get matching marks/symbols/tattoos
09. the one where when you sleep you dream of whatever they’re experiencing from their point of view until you find them, or AFTER you find them
10. the one where you can straight up talk to them in dreams until/after you find them
11. the one where the closer you are to them the more aware of them you become, and you find them playing a hot/cold game; for instance, colors get brighter and brighter the closer you are and fade into gray when they’re too far away
12. the one where once you turn a certain age/one night a year you swap bodies with them for one night and you have a limited amount of time to leave/collect clues to their identity
13. the one where being next to your soulmate can heal you from things people don’t normally heal from
the one where only your soulmate can kill you (can you still be killed by age/disease? who knows!)
14. the one where reincarnation is also a thing and meeting your soulmate either unlocks or erases memories or your past lives until the next one
15. the one where instead of your soulmates first words to you written on your skin it’s their last words you ever hear them say so you don’t know who your soulmate is until you lose them
16. make something up idc II. relationship02. soulmate/together. yep. here we are. here you are, and here i am, and here are our names on each other's arms (or whatever).
02. soulmate/firsts. you've never dated anyone else before. what would have been the point? and now you're moving in, you're getting married - why wait? you're soulmates, aren't you? what could go wrong?
03. other/alone. your soulmate died. your soulmate never showed up. your soulmate never existed. or your soulmate refused you.
04. soulmate/various. you're soulmates with person a who's soulmates with person b who's soulmates with you. what now? you could be screwed - or maybe you're meant to be in a polyamorous relationship.
05. not soulmates. but you're in love anyway, that sucks.
06. make something up III. scenario01. investigation. so there's this name, and you've plugged it into google, and the only match you can find is some asshole's facebook account. he looks like a real jerk. or maybe you got nothing, and you hired a private investigation firm that specializes in this kind of thing. Now you have an email address, or phone number, or a home address, and what's next is to pick up the phone, write that letter, knock on that door. or any of the other ways to investigate for alternate soul mates...hot and cold or high-fiving everyone you meet?
02. reveal. you've just timed out, or you can see in color, etc. hope it didn't happen in a crowd if you can't match it. or hey, here's your soulmate revealed through x means what now.
03. getting together. you're in the early stages. dating, maybe. getting to know each other. moving in, under the watchful eyes of other friends, happy and soulmated and eager to have their view of the world confirmed in you. but do you even really know this person? What makes you so suited, anyway?
04. fuck your soulmate has someone else as a soulmate or has no soulmate at all, deal with that.
05. soulmate death etc
06. make stuff up |
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victoire obvs
12. the one where once you turn a certain age/one night a year you swap bodies with them for one night and you have a limited amount of time to leave/collect clues to their identity
04. fuck your soulmate has someone else as a soulmate or has no soulmate at all, deal with that. ]
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nowhere near their homes/not together :|a
so that full of shenanigans or colors ]
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teddy can idk wake up outside in a tree who cares ]
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[ The soulmate body swap thing. It doesn't happen to everyone, but if you're lucky it happens to you. Teddy pats himself (or his soulmate down, sorry soulmate) searching for a wallet. Then he tries to wiggle out of the tree, and falls to the grass below. O w. Sorry soulmate, that'll leave a bruise.
And wow, did his soulmate fall into a vat of glitter before falling asleep? Because it's everywhere. Trying to dust it off just sticks it to his (her) hands. Pushing back a strand of curly red hair, Teddy tries to make a list of what he now knows about his soulmate: she sleeps in trees, swims in glitter, and has red hair. And he only has a limited time to figure out the rest. Dun dun dun.
For his part, Teddy is... idk, asleep in the college's laundry room so Victoire can wake up there i d k ]
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Bloody hell, those aren't my hands! [ Worst. Hangover. Ever.
Or it was the thing. The soulmate thing. Oh, crap, she had a hangover and it was the SOULMATE THING. How long did it last? It varied, didn't it? But normally not much over an hour.
She had to do the soulmate thing with a hangover - or, er, did her soulmate have the hangover? Sorry, soulmate. ]
Right! Right. Uh, first things first. [ Pockets! ] Why do guys have bigger pockets? Unfair. [ ...Why didn't soulmate have his wallet on him like a REASONABLE PERSON, not like Vic ever kept hers on herself... ]
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There's a long moment of just standing there, trying to think. Okay, no easy "my name is [ insert name ]" business card on this girls' person, so he needed to find some other clues. She'd fallen asleep in a tree, maybe this was her house...? That sounded reasonable enough.
Going to the door, he knocks, only to have it swing open. Sticking his (her) head inside, there were unconscious bodies sprawled all over a suburban sitting room. Even no-fun Teddy could recognize the signs of a party. He rarely went to any, preferring to do homework or go to bed early. That was why he got the good grades and wasn't crying from stress at finals time.
Picking a random unconcious party-goer, Teddy pokes them with the tip of his soulmate's... feet. Where were this girl's shoes? Oh well. Once the person opened their eyes, Teddy asks, ] Hey, do you know who I am?
[ And after a moment: ] "You're... Shirley Temple!" [ and the person passed again.
Teddy hoped his soulmate was having better luck in his body, because so far he was having zero. ]