Written by awritingbagel (they're very pog, and so is their writing)

Prompt used: you can communicate with your soulmate via writing on your wrist (Aka, number 12) [when you turn 16]

Remember that this is PLATONIC. They aren't shipping them.

Characters;
Wilbur Soot (17)
Nihachu (16)
Technoblade (17)
Minx
JSchlatt

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Wilbur had just been sitting in class when he got his first message from his soulmate. His teacher was ranting about something that barely paid attention to, while his best friend Technoblade knew every answer. It was enjoyable to hear Techno answer with a sarcastic remark whispered to Wilbur. Techno and Wilbur had known each other for years and had complete opposite beliefs about the idea of a soulmate.

Techno thought it was stupid, and believed the fate stuff was a bunch of bullshit. On the other hand, Wilbur had been so excited to meet them. He tried writing them before, but never got a response. He just assumed that they were younger than him. When the teacher had given them work and told them they could partner up, Wilbur immediately paired up with Techno for it.

"Do you know the answer to—" Wilbur started.

"Number 5? Yeah, it's B." Techno assumed.

I swear, he can read my mind, Wilbur thought.

"Have you gotten any messages yet?"

"No, and I told you, I don't believe in that shit," Techno said, before carrying on with his work.

Wilbur rolled his eyes. He has always tried to change his mind about the soulmate situation. Techno ended up staying strong about his opinion, and Wilbur had given up on convincing him. As Wilbur tried writing down his answer, the pencil he was using broke.

"Goddammit," he grumbled, before searching his pencil case for a new one.

Suddenly, black lines slowly started appearing on Wilburs wrist. Most of it was hidden by his sleeve, but he pulled it down just a bit to see flowers nearly blooming on his forearm. His eyes widened, and he quickly turned to his best friend.

"Techno, look!"

~<•>~

Niki had been sitting in her favorite class. Minx was next to her, making a huge mess of what should have been her art project. The idea for the project was to draw a place where you had felt the safest. Niki had drawn a certain place in her room, which was the window. It was a bay window, and the chair was decorated with some small pillows, a blanket, and a place for her art supplies. She drew herself sitting there, as the sun poured in at the right angle to shine on her perfectly. In the picture, she had been painting a ballroom, where there were beautiful dancers gliding across the canvas.

Minx, however, tried to draw her gaming room. Schlatt, her...whatever (Niki had no idea what they were at this point) had drawn random scribbles all over the paper when she had gone to the bathroom. When she had come back, she had saw what a mess Schlatt had made and started angrily drawing over it. That was 15 minutes ago, and her paper looked like....Niki didn't know what it was.

"Minx, stop, you're going to make it worse."

"The only person who could make it worse is him," Minx stated, before going back to muttering incoherent swears and threats.

Niki sighed, unknowing what to do when she was finished. She had finished just before Schlatt came. He was originally planning to mess up both drawings, but Niki looked at him in a way that terrified him from even leaving a dot. She stared at her wrist and an idea popped in her head. She grabbed her supplies case and picked out a washable black marker.

The blonde uncapped her marker and started drawing a small flowery pattern on her skin. She felt incredibly bad for her soulmate because she had time to draw.

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And that's where the oneshot ends!

awritingbagel If you end up making a whole story out of this, I will definitely read it! I can tell that you put a lot of love in this short oneshot!

If you want to submit a oneshot, message me the oneshot. It might have take me a bit bc I have to type it word for word, but the first half of this oneshot took me like 15-20 minutes to type, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It just might take me a minute because I do have life, unfortunately

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