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the soul bond meme

"I can't live without you...literally."

Wake up. Do what you have to. Work. School. Save the world. Avenge your father's death. Go back to sleep. Average day, for human, demon, sailor scout, angel, slayer, what have you. Though there's some part of you that wonders, in the back of your mind, if this is the day you'll meet your bond.

Because your world is just like ours - or how yours was, in another universe - but with one addition: the soul bond. The soul bond is a concept as old as time itself. People don't question the process, it just is. Some say that it comes from the beginning of time, where each soul was created in a pair, and throughout the lifetimes those souls are reborn into, they search for each other. This is the soul bond. Even if that's mostly faded into myth, it's generally excepted that there is only only one person for anyone. So, soulmates.

Not exactly. Soul bonds are more. They are about the joining of bodies: sexually and psychically. The bond isn't necessarily about love, though the close connection facilitates that emotion growing, and some fondness does appear in almost every case. It's bigger than love, bigger than hate, bigger than anything else; it's finding yourself in someone else, and your never wanting to lose that. Needless to say, the soul bond is the cornerstone of life and society. Marriage is reserved for the bonded, and you're expected to be searching for that other half. There's a good biological reason for that, too, as the unbonded cannot reproduce and those who have not found their bond are doomed to die extremely early in comparison to their peers and in a most painful, withering fashion. Who would want that?

In this world, sex is had with those who are not the other half of your bond, even if society considers that frivolous. For the truth is, sex with any other will never be as good as sex with your other half. When you make love to someone who isn't yours, you'll know it. It's a disappointment.

When you so much as see your bond for the first time, or at least for the first time after you've reached sexual maturity, you'll know, even if you're already "with" someone else. The signs are inescapable. You'll know it's them. You'll become hyper-focused on them, your heart will race, your muscles tighten, your brain shoot off every signal it nose...and you will become aroused beyond belief. Any arousal you've had prior pales in comparison. So go ahead, if you don't want a bond, ignore it. Try. It won't work. The more you ignore it, the more control you'll lose. Did I forget to mention? In this world, sexual drives are a little more animalistic than usual. They would have to be when the mainstay of the races is a sexual-based bond. Those who try to ward off the desire to become one with their other half can achieve mild success - until they absolutely lose themselves. It's not uncommon to see bonds going at it in the streets, unabashed and unashamed, for trying to hold off the inevitable. Sex between bonds in public, generally, is not looked down upon.

You've given in. Of course you did. But what now? The first time you have sex with your bond, it will be beyond compare. You will share memories with each other, as this is the opening of your psychic connection with them. Yes, psychic connection. How would you expect to be truly bonded otherwise? How strong this link is depends on how often you have sex. Even at baseline, though, you'll know if your bond is hurt or in trouble. Fair warning: this will pull at that animal brain, and you will go into a beserker mode to get them back with you. Similarly, you will behave in a territorial manner if you feel the bond is threatened; jealousy often results in shameless public sex, in hopes to re-establish the strength of your connection and make your bond realize that YOU'RE the other part of them, no one else. In addition, bonds don't handle separation well and each partner will be antsy and on edge. It can be done, and most pairs do because of work, duties, and life in general, but returns are usually accompanied by sometimes days-long sex sessions.

Aside from those quirks, the bonding process can be quite useful. A bond can calm you down, and sex with your bond can serve as the ultimate relaxer. Your bond is the one who can heal you, and sex boosts your strength and power. Yes, those of you looking to achieve your ultimate goal...or ultimate form. Being a bond makes you stronger. Don't resist, no matter how surly you are.

The bond is no respecter of person. Outside of sexuality such as straight or gay, types or species don't matter. You could be bonded with someone as different from you as night and day. However, no matter what the case, you'll begin to care for them in some fashion. You'll feel the need to be with each other as much as possible, both sexually and otherwise. They'll become the most important person in the world to you. Of course, this is assuming your bond is someone you can feasibly be with. Perhaps there is some truth to that reincarnation business, as sometimes, those souls are reborn into people who are never meant to be bonds - warring tribes, at-odds species, and even relatives or people with a great amount of age between them.

The bond is permanent. This is the person you were meant to be with, after all, until you die (and soul bonds usually die within years of each other). Theoretically, though, it can be broken. Mostly, this is done when one side betrays the other side somehow. As the bond is initiated through sex, it's broken in the same way. What happens next is rarely pretty. Police reports usually find the bodies of the dead bonded, cause of death specifically unknown.

Head spinning yet? It shouldn't be! This is the world you live in.

rules
- Comment with your character, preferences, what you're interested in, and what you're not interested in.
- Crosscanon tagging is expected and encouraged. Mention if you want to make some kind of canon-insertion AU with one of the characters or just have a nebulous AU.

prompts

Meeting - You see your bond in that way for the first time, and it's done. You're done. You have to have them to be complete.

Trying to Fight It - No, you're the type who rebels against this whole "soul bond" system. You're the master of your own design, and you won't give in despite the fact that you could just start masturbating right now.

Failure to Fight - The whole fighting thing didn't work out, and now you're going at each other like you'll die of thirst.

First Time - The legendary first time with soaring sensations, amazing orgasms, and the sharing of memories.

Not the Sharing Type - You're a private person and don't want your brain in someone else's. How can you reconcile this? Maybe doing the act can change your mind. Or maybe you just want relief so badly, you don't care.

Feedback - You feel all of your partners pleasure as well as their pain. If you can't come up with something kinky, I can't help you.

Dirty Thoughts - You know what's naughty? Sending mental images of what you'd like to do to your bond through your connection. It's like mental sexting - or a fun way to torture them.

Learning About Each Other - You're learning what both of you like and don't like and sharing as you go.

Jealousy - Someone tried to approach your bond and it made you a bit miffed. Now it's time for some affirmation of the connection and to make sure that you're still on their mind.

Rough Bond - Your bond is more hate than love sometimes, but it's a thin line. Besides, you still care more about them than anyone else, and god forbid someone hurt them. Besides, rough sex is fun.

Separation - You'll be apart for a while. You need one last hurrah

Reunion - You're back together. Now to make up for lost time. Not just because you want to, either.

Public - Remember how I said sex in public is accepted for bonds. Why not take advantage?

Chasing That High - You keep having sex with people, trying to find you bond.

Chasing That Low - In contrast to the above, you're trying to keep away from a bond by desensitizing yourself to sex.

Bond Party - Some young people throw "mixers" where, hopefully, you may meet your bond. Experimentation is bound to happen...even experimentation with multiple people at the same time, trying to find that one.

Can Never Be - Your bond is with someone you shouldn't have one with. They're your sworn enemy, your teacher, or your sibling. Your body and soul says yes, but your mind says no.

Strengthen - You need energy to defeat the big bad or rule the world. Go to your bond and recharge.

Comfort - A bond is often the only one who can calm their other half down, and that sometimes happens through a grounding via sex, bringing the upset party back to what really matters.

Healing - Healing wounds and healing the connection all comes down to body pressed against body. Just be careful of blood.

Long Time Bond - You've been together for some time now and you know each other like the back of your hands. You can make them come in ten seconds flat if need be, but it's more fun to drag things out, isn't it?

Ritual - You want to make your bond official in the eyes of the government. Unsurprisingly, the marriage ceremony is ritualistic sex.

Impregnation - There's no fertilization between the eggs and sperm of non-bonds, so one surefire way to make sure everything's on the up and up is to get pregnant.
Mind Games - Being psychically connected is all good until they fuck with your head.

Dependency - It's not always easy, being for, all intents and purposes, addicted to a person. You need them like you need breathing, and you'll take what you can even if you're ashamed.

Already with Someone - You love someone, but they're not your bond. Can they keep you when you meet your real bond?

I'm Not Yours, You're Not Mine - You know you're not bonds. Still you want them to stay with you and you'll do anything and try to be better.

False Bond - You thought you were bonded, you really did, until you met them

Faking It - There are benefits to faking a bond, including for safety, financial gain, and to secure alliances. Of course, you can't fake it in the bedroom.

Manipulating - You'll get what you want, even if you have to lie and pretend you're bonded to them...how you can fake that, no one knows, but it's worth a shot.

It's Not Me, It's You - Sometimes, mistakes are made. They're your bond, but you're not theirs.

Break the Bond - Because you have a death wish or a snuff kink.

My Ex-Lover is Dead - Your soul bond is gone and you're trying to fill the gap.

OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN

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(Tylendel smiles bashfully.) I won't look the same, of course, and I'll be younger than you, but -

I'll know you. I won't...remember being Tylendel, but I know my heart will know you.

How will I know you? [He reaches up and touches his 'Lendel's cheek.] I'm afraid. What if my heart is too cold and remote to understand?

You probably won't, love. (It's the sacrifice he is willing to make. He kisses the hand against his cheek.) Do you honestly think I will give up on you? Just wait for the young lover eager to ensnare you for no other reason than he is madly in love with you.

Don't tell me you've come back as Melena. [He manages a dry, sad laugh.]

(His eyes sparkle playfully.) She doesn't have the right parts, though I cannot speak of her charm. I am determined to be more charming than all the rest, however. I am very ambitious!

But, when I said there were others... they weren't always men. I have children, 'Lendel. On the other hand, that was why we did it. But don't worry, I'm not in any danger of succumbing to Melena.

I want to meet your children if you let me. (He has zero hard feelings over Vanyel finding happiness - briefly - and providing happiness for others.) Your blood should live on for generations to come. Valdemar needs you, Ashke.

But... Your heart... Your desires... Deep down, you know you could not feel that way for a woman.

Of course. I mean, they're only mine by blood. I didn't raise them. But... yes... of course. You will meet them. [He shrugs.] It isn't like my father's other children aren't doing their share of carrying on the Ashkervron line.

I could never feel that way for anyone but you.

I know you care for them even so. (Because that is his beloved's nature.) Right now, I am willing to bet you know where each of them are in case of an emergency, hm?

(He kisses the bridge of Vanyel's nose.) Your siblings are not you, Van. There is a great difference.

(A flush climbs up his cheeks.) Well then... Listen to your heart. As cliche as that sounds, it will tell you who I am.

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I can't say you're wrong. You know me well. [He smiles.] Mostly I don't want them to be targets that could be used against me. Besides, I'm not really a parent. I just... well... helped. But I wanted you to know.

[He shrugs.] We're all my parent's children. It's all one line.

I will know you. It may take time. My hear may be wounded and cold, but it will know you. [He slides close and runs his hands down to Tylendel's hips.] Just don't give up on me.

It's sad that you have to worry about that. Children should bring you joy; not fear. (His lips twitch.) Oh you helped alright. (His words are meant as a gentle tease.) Thank you, love.

(Tylendel's heart swells easily in the other's presence and this time is no different.)

No, you're special. (He kisses along Vanyel's jawline, suppressing a groan.) Never.

I think that all parents fear for their children. I don't think it's anything anyone escapes. [He shrugs.

The kiss is sweet. He drops his head to his side, giving Tylendel easy access to his neck. There's a purring noise in his throat and he arches his chest into Tylendel's.]

I don't think you know how bitter and cold it has gotten... It won't be easy. I won't be easy.

Not all parents. Some are unworthy of the title - as you well know. (But he agrees that for those that care, worry is always present. The access is appreciated and soon Tylendel is sucking and kissing on the sweet skin he has missed for what seems like ages.)

If I wanted easy, I wouldn't have let myself get so close to you in the first place. I complicated matters so it's up to me to bridge the gap between us...

To heal you.

[Vanyel's muscles relax. Indeed, he feels like he could melt in Tylendel's embrace, and the sensations that the other man's lips on his mouth ripple through him.]

Nothing was your fault. No one blamed you, not Savil, not me... [He sighs.]

I think I've been broken for so long, I don't know what being whole feels like anymore. But, I welcome your showing me.

(His hands slip under Vanyel's shirt just to touch his skin. Tylendel whimpers softly in his throat, forcing back burning tears. He feels responsible for all of Vanyel's pain and yet he has no way of alleviating it...yet.)

I mustn't shy away from the credit I am due. My family is too kind to hold it against me, but I must hold it against myself. I should have lived for us. I could have graduated and we could have built a life together...

Not a safe one - all Heralds take risks daily - but I would have come home to you and - (It's all he ever wanted, truly.) Ashke...

(He slips his own shirt off over his head and pulls Vanyel close, tenderly kissing his cheek.)

No, love, no. We all made mistakes. We all responded badly to Staven's death. If anything, your pain gave you a better justification than any of us for it. [He holds Tylendel against him, feeling the touch on his skin that makes the hair on the back of his neck rise.]

How can you be so wonderful? (There is sorrow and amusement in his tone. He turns his head, breathing in his lover's scent - his warmth.) He...was always there. Then he wasn't. Before you, Staven was the only one who could keep me sane during my attacks. He didn't -

(His voice chokes and he turns his head, kissing Vanyel apologetically.)

I was foolish to forget you. I was a beast to take advantage of you. Never again, Van.

I'm not, it's just true. [He pushes his hands through Tylendel's curls.] They buried you in Heraldic Whites. Did you know that? I'm sorry if you did, I don't really know how these things work. But, you see, no one condemned you, least of all me. [The last mental image of Tylendel laid out. He swallows hard and holds him closer.]

You didn't take advantage. I was there for you, that's all. I'm just sorry I helped you in the wrong way. If I'd told someone... if I'd gotten help...

(He sighs and closes his eyes in contentment.) Mm? (Tylendel is taken aback and he flushes.) No, I didn't... Does that make me a Herald without a Companion, then?

(Oh that hurts. Gala had condemned him. He shakes and bites his lip, hiding a sob.)

I kn-knew you would be. I counted on it. (He cannot meet Vanyel's gaze.) No, love, you helped me selflessly...sweetly. How could you have known what I was doing?

But I knew.

Gods, Lendel. I was chosen soon after. I know a companion's love. I can't even imagine the pain you must have been in. But... [His heart lurches. He knows his words will hurt. But, it's the question that's burned him for years.] I know how it must have broken you. But, you still had me. I would have done anything to help you heal. Did you have to leave me?

[He shakes his head hard, suddenly.] No, I'm sorry. Forgive me. I have no right to ask you to stay and suffer to spare my pain.

(He winces and his face grows exceptionally pale. He looks a little like he has seen a ghost or perhaps he is haunted by what he did and what he didn't do. Vanyel's question does hurt and it takes him a moment to shoulder it before he can even think of forming words. It definitely deserves an answer, but there is only one he can give.)

I wasn't... I wasn't thinking. I just felt pain. I didn't even really see you after she -

I was angry - furious - and I thought... I thought I didn't deserve to live anymore. It was so selfish of me to...to take it that far. I killed all of those people...Gala... I thought if I stuck around you, I would kill you too.

(The tears fall unchecked down his cheeks and his shoulders shake.)

I had no right to say that to you. I've been alone too long, and I had no right to hurt you by asking that. [He cradles Tylendel against him, petting his head and neck.] Shh... Please, don't weep. I had no right to ask you to stay after everything... If it's as you say, all will start new any way. [He's sick that his words hurt, even here. Mentally he admonishes himself with a wild string of oaths as he rocks slightly, holding his 'Lendel close.]

(He feels awful letting Vanyel see him like this; he had wanted to be strong and secure when they next met. Now his Ashke is feeling guilt and that isn't right. His voice is rougher and he embraces his beloved around his waist.)

You had every right to ask. To demand. I should have stayed. I...

We would have been...better. I would have healed.

I wouldn't have, not if you were suffering... [He lifts Tylendel's chin and begins to kiss his cheeks, kissing away the tears.]

(A shaky sound - akin to a laugh - escapes him under the kisses.) Kiss me enough and I will forget all of it.

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