(Soul)mate
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  • Parts 6
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  • Reads 87
  • Votes 24
  • Parts 6
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Dec 28, 2020
"Hope and rebirth always begin with the end."

Many encounters and farewells existed for a reason and sometimes the meaning behind them was found out late - or that was what Grace Wilson was destined to live with the moment she was born with the ink engraved neatly on her wrist.

Her naïve self believed that those words would be her guide to find her soulmate. However, when elders gave her the piece of truth, she noticed that she could never love without a fear and never say farewell without a worry to be able to see that person again.

Because the ink on her flesh was not a guide for her to find her soulmate - not quite. It was the exact words she would hear from the right one before she lost him for good; her soulmate's last words to her.

Take care, Miss Grumpy.
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(DISCONTINUED) 'A young girl has just been living her life normally; until she turned thirteen--the age where you can find your soulmate. That was when this young girl and their parents--found out that her eyes not only changed colour, but she also had a tattoo/soulmark.' 'For years humans have been born with the ability to find their soulmates by eye colour. The first emotion you feel when you turn thirteen is the emotion that causes your eyes to change to your soulmate's.' 'Monsters have been able to find their soulmates by a tattoo of something that represents their soulmate. Humans, however, do not have tattoos unless they are a monster's soulmate. If this is the case, the 'soulmark' as it is referred to as, will only represent the monster soulmate and will be the single soulmark used to find the other half. A monster can find their soulmate by either of them touching the other's soulmark without having any bandage or piece of cloth in between them. Although rare, it is not uncommon for a monster to have a human for a soulmate--so what if Sans did?' WARNING!: This was a basic summary, I will be adding in a bit more information! Although this IS an 'X-Reader' fanfic, (and my first at writing one) I will be giving the reader heterochromia eyes. You will be able to choose what the colour of her right eye is--but for the sake of this story, her left eye will be green. 1st Book in a Series! AND YESS, the reader will be female. (Sorry guys!!!) I Do Not own Undertale, it is owned by Toby Fox! I do not own 'reader,' you do. (The cover art is the soulmark.)
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THE ETERNAL FIRE

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This is a story about two people. About the victim and the bully. About pain and happiness, joy and sadness. Can all that is forgiven be forgotten? Does age justify the act? If a child murders someone, will he be forgiven because he is a child? If the victim is a child, will he forget when he grows up? Is there an excuse for peer violence? Does a child have the right to hurt another child? Is a bully even a child? Is that soulless human even a person? Her tears fell like raindrops, endlessly. They fell on the sheet of paper and mixed with the thick ink. Her tears were heavy, and her painful words even heavier. She was writing illegibly, because her palm was trembling. From time to time, she would let out a cry, like begging for help. She wrote verses, and those verses were hurting her soul. That white paper doesn't have a heart, and it's better that it doesn't, because if it had, it would have been broken by now. And wasn't it? In the parts where the dark ink was diluted with tears, there the pen penetrated through the sheet of paper. He also mourned for Alina. And she, like a burned candle, cried for others. And it was more than clear to her that she was neither the first nor the last. She wept for the innocent victims of the eternal fire.