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Honestly, I’m really only interested in soulmate AUs with alternative plots.
I don’t really care about person A and person B who have each other’s names on their wrists and find each other and live happily ever after. I care about a culture where people don’t bother forming...
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Oh God. Oh God. Oh fucking God. Out of all the people he had expected to see in a Tesco in the middle of London, Hamish was the last person he had been hoping to see. It wasn’t as though Alex didn’t want to see Hamish- God only knew how much Alex desperately wanted Hamish back in his life. Yet, they weren’t together anymore, and that fact only made the hole in Alex’s chest ache even more. Alex knew he looked like complete shit, and it’d be hard to lie and say everything was fucking peachy when he felt like he was dying. Nothing was alright without Hamish in his life. Everything was spiraling out of control, and there was nothing Alex could do about it.
Alex tried to give Hamish a grin, but it came out small and forced. “Hey…” He said, knowing that it sounded pretty lame coming from him. “Yeah, didn’t know you were back in town…” He was probably visiting his parents or something. It seemed as though they were the only two Hamish was willing to travel for. Pushing the almost bitter thought aside, Alex shifted the bag in his hand filled with beer bottles and junk food. Fuck. He couldn’t let Hamish see what a mess he was. Hamish was probably happy on his own or with a new boyfriend or someone better then Alex would ever be. “I’ve been better. How about you?”
This was awkward. Hamish couldn’t deny that. Alex wouldn’t even look at him properly. For a moment he felt a little bit annoyed. The least he could do was act polite. Even the smile he gave Hamish was forced. Pushing these thoughts to one side he dropped his attention to the bag in Alex’s hands, an eyebrow quirking ever so slightly when he saw the contents. Biting back a remark he looked up again, nodding. “I’m just here for a few weeks visiting. I don’t have many lectures this year - It’s mostly just free time to do my dissertation. So I thought I’d come back to London for a little while.” He wrinkled his nose ever so slightly at how nervous his voice probably sounded. Clearing his throat he attempted to compose himself before looking up again.
“I’m fine.” Lies. He wasn’t fine. But he wasn’t about to admit that either. He didn’t want Alex to know that he wasn’t coping. Hamish was ashamed at how badly he’d handled the break-up. He felt lost. Like he didn’t really know who he was anymore. And he missed having someone to cuddle him. He missed Alex. “I didn’t call you to tell you I was in London because I didn’t think you’d want to hear from me.” He looked back to Alex, shoulder lifting into a shrug. He felt like he should explain himself, even though deep down he didn’t have to. However he wanted Alex to know that it hadn’t been malicious. After all, the reason they’d broken up was because Hamish didn’t have the time to come to London so he didn’t want Alex getting the wrong idea. “What have you been up to?”
Alex hated how he couldn't even manage to look Hamish in the eyes. It would just bring back too many memories of late nights curled around each other, not saying anything yet just looking at each other. When he noticed his gaze go down to his bag, his shoulders slumped. There was no use in hiding how shitty he felt, and Hamish was probably judging him so hard right about now. He couldn't blame him, though. Alex was a wreck, and he knew he was only getting worse. "That's good...'m sure your parents are happy to see you." He didn't give two shits what Hamish's parents were feeling right now. It sucked seeing Hamish in London when he seemed annoyed to even be back in the city whenever Alex had asked him to come visit.
At least Hamish was doing better than he was. At least he looked like he was happy. Alex couldn't even attempt to cover up how shitty he felt. "I don't hate you, you know. You can call me whenever you want and all. I still...you know, want you as a friend." Lies. It was all fucking lies. Alex didn't want Hamish as a friend. He wanted him back in his life as his boyfriend, or fiance, or fuck it all even just fuck buddies. He just needed Hamish back in his life again to make everything better, to help him get back on the right track. "Nothing much...started Uni but I doubt that'll last long." He shrugged a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. "What about you?"
[text] I just finished watching Alice in Wonderland for the third time in a row. I’m starting it again. I’m eating cocoa puffs. I’m a grown man. If you’re ever feeling down about yourself, just remember that you could be me. (because this is something Alex would totally do)
text meme!
[ text: Alex! ] And then I remember I’m dating you, and feel ten times worse.[ text: Alex! ] I could do so much better.[ text: Alex! ] This is the decision I must live with.
[ text: Alex! ] Oh please. Like you could deny me anything.
[ text: Alex! ] You’re wrapped so tightly around my finger, it’s terrible.
(unsent) [ text: Alex! ] but im also wrapped so tightly around your finger, it’s scary
[text: Myc] Oh really now?
[text: Myc] What makes you so sure of that?
(unsent) [text: Myc] shut up you know i’d do anything and everything for you don’t exploit my love
[ text: Alex! ] Because I know you. [ text: Alex! ] You love me too much to deny me anything.
[text: Myc] Well, I also know you. And I know you love me too much to be cruel and deny us both something we want.
[text: Myc] Unless you suddenly don't like my cooking and sex. But I doubt that'll ever happen, love.
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To say that life was easy after a breakup was shit. Whoever said time heals all wounds can go jump off the nearest bridge. Hamish was off to bigger and better things and Alex…he didn’t have the heart to hold him back. Hamish had been doing amazing things up at Oxford, and he could see the strain it was taking on him to come down to London, or have Alex come up. It was like their relationship was bound to crumble beneath his feet, because nothing truly fantastic and good stayed with Alex for long. One night when he went up to Oxford, Alex hated himself for suggesting they broke their engagement and went on their separate ways, and he hated himself even more when Hamish said yes.
It had been a few months since that night, and Alex found himself spiraling downhill like he had been before Hamish. He would go out drinking every night, blacking out only to wake up in another stranger’s bed. The smoking got worse and so did the drinking, and Alex never truly felt like himself anymore. At this point, he knew he should be over the break up. Hamish was probably having the best time of his life in Oxford, away from him and he probably already found someone else. It wouldn’t be hard for Hamish to find someone better than him. Yet still, Alex found himself wanting to call him, just to hear his voice again. The only comfort he had was a voice message n his mobile phone, one Hamish had left him almost a year ago. Just hearing the three words ‘I love you’ even in the short message helped calm Alex on the worst of nights.
Alex was trying to get his life back together. He saved up money to start attending a local university, and tried to get his life back on track. It was harder than expected. Alex grumbled to himself as he trudged around Tesco for something to eat, annoyed by the last class he had a few hours beforehand. Why did maths and science even matter? It wasn’t like he could use that stuff in his day-to-day life. University was so confusing, Alex was tempted to just drop out and going back to working for his father. At least that was easier. He didn’t need to know maths to point and shoot. He wasn’t paying attention to where he was going, and knocked into someone.
“Fuckin’ hell.” He grumbled under his breath, glancing up to snap at the person he had bumped into- yet froze right in his tracks. “…Hamish?” Oh God, what was he doing in London? Shit, he couldn’t let Hamish see how terrible he looked with his messed up hair and bags under his eyes.
Hamish hadn’t taken the break-up easily. Yes, part of him was glad that Alex would now have the chance to move on to someone more deserving of him - But another part of him immensely regretted agreeing to break off the engagement. He still couldn’t quite believe that they weren’t together anymore. It had taken months to clear all traces of Alex out of his life and even now he was still confronted with the occasional picture or odd sock lying under the bed. Hamish had retreated into himself more than ever. He didn’t socialise anymore. He spent all of his time studying and distracting himself from his own thoughts. Because that was the worst part. Being alone with his thoughts. Usually he ended up thinking about Alex. And wondering if he’d found someone new. Of course he had. Alex was highly attractive - He could have anyone he wanted. Hamish on the other hand hadn’t even been able to think about getting to know new people. The thought of potentially meeting someone new terrified him. Plus there was the small fact that he was still in love with his ex-fiancee.
Shuffling down the aisle at Tesco Hamish picked up a bag of pasta shells, inspecting the price. He’d decided to come back to London for a few weeks, to visit and spend some time with his family. He’d missed them. University wasn’t starting back till the end of September and as his final year was mostly based around his dissertation it meant that he really didn’t have many lectures to attend. Placing the pasta into his basket he continued walking, not paying attention to where he was going. It was only when he felt someone collide with him that he realized just how engrossed in his thoughts he’d been. He hadn’t even seen the other person approaching him. “I am so sorry, I really am - That was my fault. I was too busy thinking about pasta shells and not focusing on -…” Hamish’s voice trailed off as he finally looked over at the person he’d crashed into. S h i t."Alex." Hamish could feel a sudden nervous panic building up inside and he wanted nothing more than to drop the basket and run. But he couldn’t do that. Instead he settled for giving an awkward wave, taking a small step back so that he could properly inspect the other man.
He looked terrible. And for a moment Hamish wanted nothing more than to reach out and pull him into a tight hug. Alex looked as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and Hamish was filled with the sudden want to help him. But they weren’t together any more. Technically it was none of his business. “Small world.” His lips lifted into a nervous smile. “How’ve you been keeping?”
Oh God. Oh God. Oh fucking God. Out of all the people he had expected to see in a Tesco in the middle of London, Hamish was the last person he had been hoping to see. It wasn't as though Alex didn't want to see Hamish- God only knew how much Alex desperately wanted Hamish back in his life. Yet, they weren't together anymore, and that fact only made the hole in Alex's chest ache even more. Alex knew he looked like complete shit, and it'd be hard to lie and say everything was fucking peachy when he felt like he was dying. Nothing was alright without Hamish in his life. Everything was spiraling out of control, and there was nothing Alex could do about it.
Alex tried to give Hamish a grin, but it came out small and forced. "Hey..." He said, knowing that it sounded pretty lame coming from him. "Yeah, didn't know you were back in town..." He was probably visiting his parents or something. It seemed as though they were the only two Hamish was willing to travel for. Pushing the almost bitter thought aside, Alex shifted the bag in his hand filled with beer bottles and junk food. Fuck. He couldn't let Hamish see what a mess he was. Hamish was probably happy on his own or with a new boyfriend or someone better then Alex would ever be. "I've been better. How about you?"
Quick! Someone tell Enjolras that Grantaire switched to water that resulted in those abs.
To say that life was easy after a breakup was shit. Whoever said time heals all wounds can go jump off the nearest bridge. Hamish was off to bigger and better things and Alex...he didn't have the heart to hold him back. Hamish had been doing amazing things up at Oxford, and he could see the strain it was taking on him to come down to London, or have Alex come up. It was like their relationship was bound to crumble beneath his feet, because nothing truly fantastic and good stayed with Alex for long. One night when he went up to Oxford, Alex hated himself for suggesting they broke their engagement and went on their separate ways, and he hated himself even more when Hamish said yes.
It had been a few months since that night, and Alex found himself spiraling downhill like he had been before Hamish. He would go out drinking every night, blacking out only to wake up in another stranger's bed. The smoking got worse and so did the drinking, and Alex never truly felt like himself anymore. At this point, he knew he should be over the break up. Hamish was probably having the best time of his life in Oxford, away from him and he probably already found someone else. It wouldn't be hard for Hamish to find someone better than him. Yet still, Alex found himself wanting to call him, just to hear his voice again. The only comfort he had was a voice message n his mobile phone, one Hamish had left him almost a year ago. Just hearing the three words 'I love you' even in the short message helped calm Alex on the worst of nights.
Alex was trying to get his life back together. He saved up money to start attending a local university, and tried to get his life back on track. It was harder than expected. Alex grumbled to himself as he trudged around Tesco for something to eat, annoyed by the last class he had a few hours beforehand. Why did maths and science even matter? It wasn't like he could use that stuff in his day-to-day life. University was so confusing, Alex was tempted to just drop out and going back to working for his father. At least that was easier. He didn't need to know maths to point and shoot. He wasn't paying attention to where he was going, and knocked into someone.
"Fuckin' hell." He grumbled under his breath, glancing up to snap at the person he had bumped into- yet froze right in his tracks. "...Hamish?" Oh God, what was he doing in London? Shit, he couldn't let Hamish see how terrible he looked with his messed up hair and bags under his eyes.
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[text] I just finished watching Alice in Wonderland for the third time in a row. I’m starting it again. I’m eating cocoa puffs. I’m a grown man. If you’re ever feeling down about yourself, just remember that you could be me. (because this is something Alex would totally do)
text meme!
[ text: Alex! ] And then I remember I’m dating you, and feel ten times worse.[ text: Alex! ] I could do so much better.[ text: Alex! ] This is the decision I must live with.
[ text: Alex! ] Oh please. Like you could deny me anything.
[ text: Alex! ] You’re wrapped so tightly around my finger, it’s terrible.
(unsent) [ text: Alex! ] but im also wrapped so tightly around your finger, it’s scary
[text: Myc] Oh really now?
[text: Myc] What makes you so sure of that?
(unsent) [text: Myc] shut up you know i'd do anything and everything for you don't exploit my love
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
[text] I just finished watching Alice in Wonderland for the third time in a row. I’m starting it again. I’m eating cocoa puffs. I’m a grown man. If you’re ever feeling down about yourself, just remember that you could be me. (because this is something Alex would totally do)
text meme!
[ text: Alex! ] And then I remember I’m dating you, and feel ten times worse.[ text: Alex! ] I could do so much better.[ text: Alex! ] This is the decision I must live with.
[ text: Alex! ] And that’s a problem, why?
[ text: Alex! ] I’m already out the door. Relax. I’m coming.
[ text: Alex! ] Or at least, I will be.
[text: Myc] You’ll get tired of me bothering you sooner or later.
[text: Myc] You will shortly if you hurry up.
[text: Myc] Don’t leave me like this. It’s cruel.
[ text: Alex! ] I highly doubt that, darling, [ text: Alex! ] I’ve been told I’m a cruel man, Alex. Maybe I should get to your place slower, and tell you exactly what I plan to do with you.
[text: Myc] You are absolutely cruel, love :(
[text: Myc] You wouldn't do that to me, would you? Maybe I'll just have to deny you my delicious food.
[text: Myc] Among other things.
Your character walks in on mine having a violent flashback and is forced to pin them down for both of their safety. Send me, 'wake up' for my character's reaction/coming to with yours still on top of them.
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Notice: I am literally terrified of 99% of you. That's probably why I haven't ask to RP with you yet.
[text] I just finished watching Alice in Wonderland for the third time in a row. I’m starting it again. I’m eating cocoa puffs. I’m a grown man. If you’re ever feeling down about yourself, just remember that you could be me. (because this is something Alex would totally do)
text meme!
[ text: Alex! ] And then I remember I’m dating you, and feel ten times worse.[ text: Alex! ] I could do so much better.[ text: Alex! ] This is the decision I must live with.
[ text: Alex! ] And that’s a problem, why?
[ text: Alex! ] I’m already out the door. Relax. I’m coming.
[ text: Alex! ] Or at least, I will be.
[text: Myc] You'll get tired of me bothering you sooner or later.
[text: Myc] You will shortly if you hurry up.
[text: Myc] Don't leave me like this. It's cruel.
