The Glowing Chest Soulmates Meme

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the glowing chest soulmates meme


It's easier to understand metaphors when they're not metaphors. The human brain just prefers concrete information. Luckily for you, you live in a world where there's one less abstract; for as long as you can remember, you've known about the glow. The "glow" is exactly what it sounds like - it's a glowing in your chest, emanating from your heart, that you receive when you meet the one. Your soulmate. Your actual, indisputable soulmate.

The glow doesn't always automatically happen when you meet that person. Sometimes, there's a delay. Sometimes, you've known them for years before it kicks in. When it happens, though, you'll know. You can't simply ignore your ribcage lighting up.

Other than that, the glow isn't harmful, per se, at least not physically. Psychologically, it can be pretty taxing, because there's virtually no chance of escaping fate. You will end up with the person you glow for. It's a given. Sure, you can try to defy it. You won't explode or anything. You will, however, begin to feel a sense of incompleteness that comes from trying to stay away, and fighting the growing - and glowing - feelings of fondness and the desire to be with them and to protect them.

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at first sight ♡ The traditional glow. Of course, this can make first meetings awkward.
friends ♡ You've known each other for a while, then one day, you both light up.
exactly who you wanted ♡ Yes! Jackpot! They're totally the person you've always dreamed of being with.
hate ♡ ...are you serious? They're your bully! Your rival! Your enemy! There has to be something wrong here.
forbidden ♡ You're glowing for somebody totally wrong, whether it's wrong by law - a relation or age difference - or some other manner.
distaste ♡ You view this whole process with a critical eye. Doesn't mean your exempt.
with someone else ♡ You thought you found the one and were just waiting for the glow to show, but then, you started up with another person.
inopportune time ♡ Nobody likes their big speech ruined by a glowing heart.
unfortunate implications ♡ These sorts of memes rarely explore how creepy the idea of soulmates intrinsically is. What if you end up with someone you are ultimately incompatible with? What if you're miserable?
doing something big ♡ They just saved you from certain death! Rescued you from captors! Loaned you five bucks! And how do you repay them except by starting off their glow.
fighting it ♡ Nope. Nope. Not going to happen. You won't give in. You'll be the first in history to shake it off.
giving in ♡ ...you were saying? Might as well get together.
first time ♡ The obligatory sex option. Sex is like sealing the deal, and some report their whole bodies lighting up.
ANYTHING ELSE?

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Jim Kirk | Star Trek Reboot | OTA

[done_in_3]

[sufferably]

It’s a funny day when Bones stops, thinks about the last few weeks of his life, and realizes that they’ve been good. Better than that, really—he’s been happy, and nothing has gone horribly wrong, and he can almost start believing that people are meant to live this way, without constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop.

So of course, it’s at around the same time that the command crew goes on an away mission to Eros IV, and comes back with some… interesting side effects.

It’s nothing that they notice immediately. Bones and his team do the standard medical checks, everyone is cleared for duty, and life goes on.

Except that it’s been three days, and Bones can still feel his heart pounding just a bit too hard, the way that had started when he’d sipped Erosian wine at the diplomatic feast they’d all attended with smiles and watchful eyes.

The glowing, though, is new.

Down in sickbay, Bones lifts up his shirt and stares down at the small pulse of red-purple light emanating from beneath his skin. A basic scan has shown that it’s nothing harmful, but it’s still damn unnerving.

He jabs a finger at the communications button on the console and manages to keep his voice even as he says, “McCoy to Kirk.”

[done_in_3]

Jim wasn't exactly comfortable with what was happening either. Sure he was cleared for duty and he knew the kind of standards Bones had... but his chest... well his uniform covered most of it, the bright lights of the Bridge kind of dulled the rest. But he kind of knew what this was. Uhura and Spock both had the glow but theirs beat almost in sync, strange and yet fitting. He kind of knew what this was... or maybe he was just projecting ideas onto it. Sulu had one. A lot of the crew had it too. What did it mean? Was it a timer? Just a new...addition to their bodies? Some of his crew was clearly traumatized by their skin glowing, one even had to report to med bay to have a chill-out. Jim wasn't pleased with the weirdness but mostly he hated not knowing.

Then Bones' voice startled him into focus. "Kirk here. Tell me you've got some idea what this glowing thing is, Bones."

[sufferably]

He doesn't respond right away. What's he supposed to say? As soon as he voices the assumption that this side-effect to whatever they've been exposed to is harmless, it probably won't be anymore. How many times have they encountered something seemingly innocuous only to have it turn into something life-threatening?

But he sighs, runs a hand through his hair and glares down at his own spot of light.

"It's organic. Something like bioluminescence in earth jellyfish, if you can believe it. The tissue of the heart is actually giving off its own light, and somehow that's happened without altering the essential structure of the organ. So no one's gonna be without blood flow."

He lets out a breath, and then says, half-frustrated and half-wry, "And no, I don't know what the hell it means."

You ever had back to back college graduations then mother's day? I have x___x

[done_in_3]

"So... jellyfish... what? No no Bones... just.. fuck it." he was truly frustrated if he let a swear out on the bridge. "I'm coming down there." sorry Bones. He needs a place to storm dramatically to, he's annoyed. He's confused. He's a little afraid of this glowing shit.

He knows Leonard doesn't know any more than he does but being near him in a time of crisis helps him calm down, he thinks better.

"Bones. You've got to give me more than that. Bio-luminescence? So what we have new DNA planting into ours or something?"

i hope it was fun, at least!

[sufferably]

"You asked," he mutters accusingly. He'd thought he'd been doing pretty well, all things considered. But now there's nothing left to do but cut the commm link and wait for Jim to arrive, arms crossed over his still-glowing chest as he glares out at the world. He's a doctor, not a free-standing lamp.

"It didn't rewrite our DNA. Just altered the tissue. And, no, I don't know how or why."

It was long and hectic but worth it

[done_in_3]

Jim stormed into medical, grumpy. He located his doctor in two shakes and strode over. His chest was pulsing too, it was so freaky...honestly it made him a little uncomfortable.

"Do you think we can change it back?" he looked Bones over, wondering if he was as freaked out about this as he felt. He wanted to make it better, to make it go away... were their chests glowing in sync? No, must be his imagination...

i'm glad c:

[sufferably]

As soon as Jim came into view Bones felt a... tug, for lack of a better word. The pulse of the glow, which had been slow and steady, sped up and then evened out. But he was barely aware of that, too concerned with the fact that Jim's chest was also glowing--any correlation between the two, other than the obvious, was lost on him.

"I don't really recommend open-heart surgery when it isn't vital," he says, drawling and acting more confident than he feels. "This is... damn strange, but it's not hurting us. And excising that new tissue might. I'll have to take a sample, run a biopsy..."

He trails off, thinking of the implications.

[done_in_3]

Jim felt it too, a rush from seeing Bones. His voice was drawing him in, he was hanging on every syllable, not so much hearing what he was saying but just enjoying the sound of his voice.

"....yeah?" he was distracted already, focused instead on the hypnotizing and disturbing pulse coming from under his uniform. "I guess if you did it..."

[sufferably]

Bones frowns, noticing Jim's distraction. He steps towards him, reaches out to touch the back of his hand against the other man's forehead-- an archaic way of checking for a fever, to be sure, but a reliable one all the same.

"You sure you're not feeling anything else? Side-effects?"

[done_in_3]

" Well I dunno doc. You tell me." he smirked at him, leaning into the touch. "Maybe I'm a little bit dizzy... do I feel warm or something?" never mind that he knew Bones was usually one to use a thermometer before his hand.

"Just need an excuse to put your hands on me? I know it's tough."

[sufferably]

Bones arches his brows and shakes his head. "I don't know why I bother."

He bothers because he likes to, but he's not about to admit that. Instead he pulls his hand back and feigns irritation. "For once I'm more concerned with something other than your head taking damage."

[done_in_3]

"Because you love me. But what do you think, am I sick or something? I mean I feel fine." he shifted his arm around, not liking the stillness of waiting for Bones to come up with an answer that satisfied him.

"You think that might be a bad thing?"

[sufferably]

He's silent for a moment, brooding. Then he steps back and lifts his hands with a sigh. "I don't know. I don't know anything about this." And that's scarier than any of the worst-case scenarios his mind so helpfully provides.

[done_in_3]

Jim shrugged too but strode over to Bones. "Hey it's going to be alright." he reached over, touching his shoulder, massaging his neck gently.

"We'll be ok, you'll figure it out. We'll get more clues." he needed his man relaxed... calm.... pleasant. He wanted to make sure Bones was alright.... happy...safe.

[sufferably]

It's hard not to melt into Jim's touch, just acquiesce and relax. But he shakes his head. "Jim, we can't just--"

But it's now that they're standing close that he can see it-- the mirrored pulse of their glowing hearts.

"Is it just me, or do our timers seem to be matching up."

[done_in_3]

He stubbornly continued rubbing Bones' neck, his muscles were way too tense for his liking. His eyes softened, he was slipping out of Captain Kirk and into Jim.

"Yeah I saw that... maybe it means something." probably not though, right? Had to be a weird coincidence or it meant something about the progression of this tissue....thing. They just got exposed at the same time and that's why they pulse at the same time.

"It's kinda uncanny how well they're in sync though, isn't it?"

[sufferably]

Bones just keeps watching, his eyes darting back and forth from each of their chests, up to Jim's face, and back again.

"Jim," he says again, and then-- "It's our hearts. That're glowing." And in time, with one another. Suddenly Bones feels his cheeks growing hot.

[done_in_3]

Jim watched Bones' eyes dart back and forth, then looked to their chests too, watching with interest as they lit up painlessly. It still looked like some halloween decoration and not his real body... but it was and he didn't want to think about that part.

"Yeah...I guess so." his face betrays no fear. He is only amused by this. "Cool huh? It's like those stupid love story movies you'd see as a kid." or was that just him, bored in Iowa with shit else to watch but the ancient bottom-of-the-barrel crap nobody else remembers?

"Hey... you okay?" he touched Bones' cheek, that blush was something special, he watched for a long moment. "It's just me, nothing to get the vapors over." he poked a little fun as usual at old southern idioms.

[sufferably]

"I am not getting the vapors." He rolls his eyes, muttering something uncomplimentary. "I'm not my grandmother, Jim." A fact for which he'd assume Jim would be eternally grateful.

But he does lift a hand, and rest it against Jim's shirt, just over his heart. It's a strange gesture, an instinctive sort of pull that nothing to do with medicinal science.

[done_in_3]

"I am glad for that, I really am." he felt as Bones touched him, felt the pull that came with it. He moved his hand from Bones' cheek to his hair, gently tugging him closer.

"Shut up and kiss me."

[sufferably]

"I thought I was supposed to be working," Bones mumbles, but he leans in nonetheless and presses a closed-mouth kiss to Jim's lips. His captain's incorrigible, he thinks mildly. But that isn't exactly a complaint.

[done_in_3]

He whined at the kiss. He hates closed mouths...

"Well as long as I'm here I may as well get a pick-me-up. Don't do me like that, baby." he pouted, then nuzzled closer for another kiss. Lips parted this time please.

[sufferably]

And Bones complies, as everyone probably knew he would. He rests one hand on Jim's shoulder, the other on his hip, and nips at the other man's lower lip as he pulls away after a long moment.

"Jim, we should really--" And then he stops, and notices it-- the glow, visibly brighter than it was a moment before.

[done_in_3]

"Mm?" he hummed as the kiss ended...his eyes widened when he saw Bones' face; alert and done with his romantic moment.

"What is it?" he looked at the pulsing, noticing it was brighter, stronger... "Do you think it's tied up in how I feel? You make it stronger..."