She is MINE. (Ingo x Reader)

She is MINE. (Ingo x Reader)

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Pokemon
If Arceus is creator of all, Palkia or space, Dialga of time and Giratina of gravity. Then Lugia and Ho-oh are responsible for soulmates, they the ones who make the souls and send them to Earth, breaking them in two and making one feel incomplete without the other. Is this a gift or curse? Is it a gift to feel so connected with someone that you see no future without them? Is it a curse when you feel like you're dying without them? What is this soulbond, curse or gift, when God himself literally takes you apart, makes you feel worthless wouldn't your soulmate to the point that you stop feeling, to stop talking, you stop eating, moving, caring, until you finally give up, until you decide you will stop breathing only to feel it again... Feel their first breath being drawn again, burning your lungs, choking the air out, making your heart feel like it's about to break your ribcage open. What is it when you feel nothing, then she touches you and you feel everything, you are taken away and you slowly lose everything, and finally you BREATH again. He will not let his soulmate be stolen away like that... NERVE AGAIN.
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The world desperately needed form, structure, and tangible limits that could contain the primordial chaos threatening to overflow at any moment with this soulmate bullshit. Like a jellyfish forced to develop an exoskeleton to survive on solid ground, you transformed your curse into art, your pain into livelihood. Your hands, calloused from constant work with needles, learned to destroy divine bonds with the same precision they create beauty. It was inevitable to succumb to the need for containment, to the visceral dread of remaining undefined, so you chose your own chains and forged your own prison with ink and needles. And if Psyche wanted to curse you with the gift of destruction, well... you would make this curse your masterpiece.

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