Story will be edited and edited every once in a while
Edited: 12/8/22
STORY MOST LIKELY WON'T BE FOR ANYONE UNDER 17 SO IF YOUR YOUNGER THAN THAT, than I warned you I guess idk just like, don't get me in trouble somehow lol
Chapter one. Soulmates: Anthony perspective (Please tell me who drew the art above if you know)
February 18th, 1933
Soulmates. Everyone has one, the concept of them, of everythin' bein' "fixed" or just bettah just cause ya' met ya' otha' half. I've never personally nevah' been interested in meetin' mine, except when I'm sad, which is constant...ironically. Mah whole life mah pops always told me that the whole concept of soul mates was a buncha 'balarchy, and that, even when he married ma, she wasn't his soulmate, it was to continue the family line. One boy to take over the family business once our pops passed on, and a girl to do all the womanly chores around the business and the house once Ma died. (If the D at the end of died gives anything away, she's already dead)
Both the son and da daughter in the family are expected to marry an' reproduce the second they're of age, but they gotta stay livin in da house so they can carry out their duties until Pa passes, then the oldest takes ovah runnin da house and da business. (Yes, my family is parta da mafia, so da rules are a lil different than any normal family livin er'e in New York bitches)
My twin sister, Molly, and I where born April first, 1915, at the Bellevue Hospital in New York, Currently making us 18 as of now. My older brother Frankie, yes older (making me the useless hated child to my Pops...also because I killed my mom during labor but that's a different story for anotha' time) Helps mah pops round da business and makin sure I don't get into no trouble, he also helped train me when I was younga.
Pop's also hates how feminine I am, no mattah what I do to prove myself. I'm pretty strong, I know how tah fight and defend myself too, I'm just scrawny and more curvy than a man should be (apparently). My freckles are apparently too feminine too, and my love of painting, he's already givin up tryna to get me to stop that though, no mattah how many times I've been beaten by him for it, he'll always find lil doodles or sketches under my bed, now he just glares at me, and beats me for otha things.
Pops admitted that the only reason he's kept me around is cause how much alike I am with my Ma, looks wise at least. Bleach blonde hair, emerald green eye (the other matchin my Pops blue ones) and my pale skin; at least compared to the tan of everyone else in my family.
Back tah soulmates though, we all have a mark that represents our soulmate, mine being the deer on the cover of my journal (sketched it all out for ya) Mines bein on my hip. We get it on our 13th birthday (Cringe, I know, the author is so weird) You and your soulmate must be in an intimate moment, not necessarily sex but it can be. (I guess, I might be wrong at this point) it's also gotta be while touching the other person's mark. It's a bit more difficult than that though, it can't just be any intimate moment, it must be the one where you're both ready, and even if its painfully obvious your soulmates, you won't be able to know until that moment. And of course, whatever entity decided that it needed to be any harder, your soul mate can feel your physical and mental pain, they can even get physical cuts, bruises, and scars (etc.) from their soulmate too! That's the only reason I know mine is out there somewhere, considering the random bruises and cuts I get on my arms, and sometimes my hips and knees, even the palms of my hands get little scratches on them. I'd try to find them, but ya know, being gay isn't exactly a thing round' here, thats me assuming it's a man, I wouldn't be interested if it was a woman anyways.
I gotta go, Molls is callin for me so that'll be all for today.
𝖠𐓣𝗍𝗁𝗈𐓣ɣ 𝖠𐓣𝗀౿ᥣ 𝖦౿𐓣𝗈𝗏౿ડ౿, 𝖥౿ᑲ𝗋υɑ𝗋ɣ 18𝗍𝗁 1933
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I spent so much time on this chapter, besides all the research on the human life's so I can make this as canon as possible while also keeping the ship and AU at play, I also actually filled like 12 pages full of ideas and drafts and quotes and sketches just to help me get an idea and a plot to this story (it still doesn't really have a place I'm planning for it to go) while I have many ideas, I'd really appreciate ideas! While your at it, go read my other story on my main reading account, its also a radiodust story, I just got very overwhelmed with it because I had no clue what the hell I was doing, I also was just typing down random stuff without making sure it sounded good or looking into it, I only gave it a once over and edited as I pleased, changing things to the point it didn't really make since, it's still better than some of the weird fanfictions I've seen on this (Dora x swipe swipe swoosh is hilarious, i read it for a stream) anyways, the other one is called "The before" by Eve_Mate (that's me) so enjoy!
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