#soul Eater fic

[illubean]

Mayhaps....

Death The Kid x a reader that's a witch pretending to be a meister? Like Kim from the manga :>

DTK with a Witch!S/o

Characters: Death the Kid Type: Headcanons, Gn!reader

YES YES YES YES MY FIRST SOUL EATER REQUESTS AND FOR ONE OF MY FAVS TOO .·°՞(≧□≦)՞°·.

Warnings: none

while posing as a meister, it is insanely hard to find people on the same wavelength as you considering the fact you're a witch

the one thing that Kid didn't understand about you was the fact he wasn't able to see your soul

he stayed wary of you, knowing that something wasn't right

but after a while of getting to know you and having no troubles, he forgets all about it

maybe his power is messed up because he's not a fully developed shinigami yet or something

he actually ends up growing pretty fond of you

he's so obvious about it and oblivious to you at the same time

soooo Liz had to spill the beans and boom you're a thing now

after a while of being with you he remembers how he can't see your soul and asks about it

you offer a long silence, which worries the young shinigami

and when you tell him the truth he is conflicted

yes the entire point of the DWMA was to rid the world of kishins and witches who have the instinct to destroy but you were his significant other

you hadn't shown the slightest signs of giving in to those so called instincts and had been nothing but good to your peers

and if your plan was to destroy the DWMA from the inside out, why were you being so open with him right now?

but when it comes down to it, Kid loves and trusts you

when the rest of the students at the DWMA find out he is quick to protect you from any haters

Liz actually flips her shit after finding out you were a witch this entire time but Kid would literally argue with her until the day he dies if it meant defending you

and when he says something about it to Lord Death he's like "oh I knew that"

and Kid is annoyed that his own father didn't say anything

but after this his trust in you deepens, knowing that his dad also trusts you enough to let you attend the DWMA and walk around Death City freely

if anything this new knowledge just strengthens your relationship :3

[niishii]

you snooze, you lose—fraken stein x fem!reader insert

Summary; in which stein attemps to find you guilty of sleeping while grading papers.

Warnings; none, just fluff!

Authors note; ask and you shall receive. thank you all for voting in my latest poll! expect another one soon!

"Getting sleepy, aren't we?"

You lifted your head from the stack of papers on your desk that were desperately in need of being graded. "Not at all. I'm just resting my eyes," you said, picking up the red pen that had somehow slipped from your fingers.

Stein scoffed, rolling towards your desk in the chair he sat in backwards. "Yeah, right, sleepy," he said, poking your cheek. "I saw you drooling."

Lazily, you slapped his hand away. "In your dreams, cheater. At least I'm actually grading papers." Playfully, you snatched the unlit cigarette from his lips and tossed it in the trashcan next to you. "Also, there's no smoking in my classroom."

Like a lost puppy, he braced his chin on his wrists and pouted, easing forward until his chair hit the front of your desk. You were now face to face with him, though you lowered your head back down to the essay you were in the middle of grading - right before he could place a kiss on your lips.

"But, I finished grading," he replied in playful defense.

You lifted your head and looked past his shoulder at the numerous stacks of paper haphazardly towered over a smooth wooden surface. You lifted a brow at your opponent.

"Okay...so I only graded one stack," he added quickly, sitting up in his chair, blocking your view of the mountain of papers behind him. "But at least I haven't snored yet."

"I do not snore," you said defensively as he began to laugh. In the midst of his contagious laughter, he threw his head back, the ceiling light reflecting off of his glasses. Before he could compose himself, he slipped and the chair went down with him in a loud crash.

Smirking, you peered over your desk at your boyfriend on the floor. Your chin resting in your palm.

"Aha! So you were sleeping!" He pointed at you from below, adjusting his glasses as if the chair had packed a good punch to his face on his way down.

"You have no proof," You said simply before standing from your chair. You turned to face the blackboard and began erasing your notes in hopes of getting more energy circulating through your veins.

"Ah, but I do, pretty," he replied, pulling himself to his feet. He wiped the dust from his lab coat and clumsily stepped over the squeaky chair before making his way towards you. Wordlessly, he took your wrist, the one erasing notes from the board, and held it up. "Exhibit A."

His thumb ran over the imprint marks from you leaning on your spiral bound notebook. The marks ran from the back of your hand to your forearm.

"So?" You gently took your wrist back and faced the board again. "Doesn't mean I was sleeping."

"Exhibit B," he said, continuing his charade. He reached out to touch your chin, gently turning your head to face him. His thumb swept just below your eyes. "Large pupils, droopy eyelids."

"Which indicate what, Stein?"

Stein smirked and whispered, "Sleep deprivation," before kissing your cheek.

You stifled a soft laugh and turned your chin away from his grasp. You playfully rolled your eyes despite the heat rising to your cheeks.

"And what's your final submission of evidence?" You asked before using your other hand to stifle an untimely yawn.

"Exhibit C," he said, pointing at you with a smirk.

Playfully, you swatted at him like he was a pesky fly, but he dodged your attempts easily. "Good thing you're a scientist," you mumbled in between yawns and giggles. "Because you'd be a terrible lawyer."

Nodding in agreement, he took both your cheeks in his hollowed hands and placed a kiss on your lips.

"Yeah, right. I'd be a fantastic lawyer, and you know it."

[strangelystillhere]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Soul Eater (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Spirit Albarn | Death Scythe/Franken Stein Characters: Spirit Albarn | Death Scythe, Franken Stein, Marie Mjolnir (mentioned), Shinigami-sama | Lord Death (mentioned) Additional Tags: Body Horror, Medical Horror, Kinda, Medical Inaccuracies, but like. for the plot, Nightmares, wound, Spiders, Spider in a Place a Spider Shouldn't Be, No spiders were harmed in the making of this fic, Blood, less blood than typical, Canon Compliant, canon typical fuckery, mature for gore and a bit of intimacy Series: Part 5 of the stitches on your soul Summary:

A strange (mostly canon compliant) interlude between episodes 25 & 26/27. I love putting Spirit in Situations. Not arachnophobia friendly.

[memethebum]

Started a new was supposed to be a oneshot for Halloween AU for October!!

This one is a 1800s mutual pining fake marriage AU hehe

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“Are you alright?” Maka whispered before tightening her grip on his arm.

I dunno, am I? Soul thought as he looked to the side and noticed the way Maka’s eyebrows had been slightly furrowed in worry. However, his attention soon wandered towards how radiant she looked due to Marie’s handiwork in makeup and picking out a perfect dress to borrow for their wedding.

“Ye-yes, why wouldn’t I be?” Soul coughed out while watching Maka flash a smile at the crowd that’d gathered to watch them leave the courthouse.

“I don’t know, I just…thought you were acting a little off,” his wife replied, causing him to let out a long sigh due to how hard he’d been suppressing the urge to imagine all of this being real and not merely a favor between two friends.

“Oh well, I suppose I should try smiling a lil’ more. Wouldn’t wanna displease my wife,” he added before gently placing one of Maka’s hands within his own and feathering a kiss onto her knuckles.

The young man then looked up to see her gaping at him while he wondered if the soft blush across her cheekbones was a figment of his imagination.

“Hm, well I’m glad to hear it,” Maka whispered before grounding her feet to a halt and reaching up to peck him on the cheek, eliciting a set of gasps from the crowd.

The stopping point allowed Soul to get a perfect view of Blake, who seemed to flash him a wink before displaying the newsletter he’d been milking for the past week.

A Leaflet for Love

Soul Evans, one of our town’s most humble and prosperous farmers, had asked for a special section to be printed into Miss Maka Albarn’s copy of the Death Tribune this past week. It read as follows:

I am twenty two years old, have a rather peculiar set of teeth, believe in the wealth of Mister Deathman, and the merit of the crops which our town produces. I have taken up a State lot, cleared up eighteen acres last year, and seeded ten of it down.

My buckwheat looks first-rate, and the oats and potatoes are bully.

I have got nine sheep, a two-year-old bull, and two heifers, besides a house and barn.

I want to get married.

I want to buy bread-and-butter, hoop-skirts, and waterfalls for some person of the female persuasion during life. That's what's the matter with me.

But I don't know how to do it, as my world would shatter if none other than Miss Maka Albarn would give me the pleasure of being my wife.

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1 week ago

“I just…don’t understand what I’m supposed to do sometimes, Soul,” Maka exclaimed before taking a swig out of a large wine bottle and passing it over to him.

“C’mon, you’re Maka Albarn, the toughest woman ta’ ever live,” Soul mumbled back while shifting the arm he’d snaked around her back.

He then took a large swig from the bottle while Maka slumped further against the pine tree they were seated under. The summer had graced the town with a cool evening breeze, which allowed the pair to have a perfect atmosphere for their nightly chats.

“Women are women to the lot, especially when it comes to business. Am I just supposed to waltz up to any investor, curtsy, and say good morning my name is Miss Maka Albarn and I’m inquiring about opening the first ever department store in Death City by myself,” she huffed, earning her a chortle from Soul.

“Well that’s where you’re wrong. I’m gonna be there to help you through it silly,” he added before regarding her with a shark-toothed grin, only to watch as her eyes became glazed over in deep thought.

“Hmm, help me out. That’s it!” the young woman yelped, eliciting Soul to jump at her sudden outburst.

“Soul….” she murmured before placing the wine bottle onto the ground and clasping both of her hands onto his own.

“Will you marry me?” Maka added while giving him an ardent stare, only for it to go unnoticed as the young man tried to wrap his mind around what she’d just said.

“Wha-“ Soul attempted to stammer out before feeling Maka’s grip on his hands begin to tighten.

“You could be the investor for me! I mean, you already have all this land and-“ Maka added, although Soul’s mind was too busy replaying those four words she’d uttered a moment ago.

Heh, kinda funny how I think about that stuff all the time. Me marryin’ Maka, her starting a business, us harvesting these fields every year until we’re an old married couple. Too bad…I can never really give her that life Soul mentally lamented before Maka slowly released his hands with a sigh.

“I-I mean only if you want to. It-it’s a request so please don’t-“

“Let’s do it,” the young man voiced while feeling a gentle warmth begin to creep up his chest once Maka’s emerald eyes settled upon his large grin.

“…Really?” she whispered, probing Soul into pressing his forehead against hers.

“Yea, if it means that much to ya’, let’s get hitched,” he added before Maka tackled him to the ground and hastily planted a set of kisses across his face.

[honorary-twat]

I'm writing a kid and asura brothers fic with a touch of kishin!vajra, and giving everyone daddy issues as i go bout it. would anyone be willing to beta read it for me?

[toweroftunes]

several sentence sunday ☀️

Okay so this a bit of an Infinity Train AU that I started a few (?) years ago, that’s never seen the light of day. This is me not having anything current to share haha.

******

She was almost certain she had to be at least a little bit dead. Or maybe in a coma. Yeah, maybe she was just in a teensy bit of a coma. Again and again she went over it in her head, and nothing else made much sense. 

After all, Maka Albarn didn’t remember buying a ticket. Yet here she was: on a seemingly infinite railway in the middle of a seemingly infinite desert, darting forward and forward and forward, seemingly forever. And if she wasn’t dead, a little bit dead, or in some kind of coma…the only reason for her current predicament was that she must have stepped through an inter-dimensional looking-glass and bought passage on what she could only assume was the Hotel California of trains.

******

Thanks to @silluuuu for the tag 💕!!

[catcrow236]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Soul Eater (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Arachne(Soul eater)/Tabatha Butterfly, Alisa|Taruho firefly/Lisa|Tabitha Butterfly Characters: Arachne (Soul Eater), Lisa | Tabatha Butterfly, Alisa | Taruho Firefly Additional Tags: Probably needs a dead dove so I’ll throw that here, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, for spider digestion near the end I wouldn’t say it’s super overly graphic but, it’s there, Oviposition, Breeding, once again this is my witch biology stuff, Power Dynamics, Power Imbalance, Eggs, Intersex, speculative biology, A little bit of mindbreak if you squint?, tagging stuff is always the hardest part of posting I always feel like I’m forgetting something, Extremely Dubious Consent Summary:

Tabatha felt like a queen – pleasured by Arachne's servants, all the while being spoiled with a neverending stream of exotic treats. No questions crossed her mind on why exactly she was being pampered so; though, even if they did, that wouldn't have saved her. She was a lamb being prepped for the slaughter, with nowhere to go but towards the knife. A butterfly, caught in the spider's web.

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Catch & Release

read on AO3

~1k, Maka Albarn/Soul Eater Evans, No Rating, Canon AU Summary: During the summertime break, Maka ends up rescued dramatically in the arms of her partner.

[dwmaudio]

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[let-me-take-your-soul]

Hallo!! You have requests open, right? If you still do, here's one for you to tackle if you'd like. Kid is, essentially, the physical manifestation of death, right? So I'd like to imagine he just. Doesn't breathe. Or doesn't have to, and only does so to calm himself down or something. He also doesn't give off body heat and doesn't thermoregulate, and his BPM is like, 30 on average. So in a friend outing with the others, maybe just going into how he feels lonely? Like, he's surrounded by friends, but they don't really know how it feels to be HIM. AKA, an excuse for him to hug his dad and ask for comfort :)

Yessss!! I had to reach back into my own feelings that I used to have in regards to slight social paranoia for this lol

I think it worked pretty well for the theme we've got here!

DTK feeling isolated from his friends

CW for angst and paranoid thoughts

He never fully realized just how cold he was to others. Not necessarily in an emotional way (though he was aware of that too), but physically, Kid’s body was much colder than his friends. 

It was no secret who his father was, everyone knew the second he enrolled at the academy that Lord Death was his father. It just never occurred to Kid exactly how different this made him in comparison to his friends- to humans.

Even when Liz and Patty made comments to him about how cold his hands were when they were in weapon form, Kid never really made the connection that it was so abnormal. It wasn’t until Black*Star made a comment after a high five that his differences really became apparent to him.

“Yo, Kid, your hands are freezing!”

Black*Star’s comment led to all of his friends making claims of “I’m sure he’s not that cold” and then immediately taking it back after they grabbed his hand to confirm.

“Oh my god, Kid! You feel like a corpse!” Maka exclaimed.

“I can’t imagine being so cold all the time. Is that a Shinigami thing? What else is different about Shinigamis?” Soul had asked.

"Ah, well… my pulse is lower than most. I'm sure that contributes to my unusually cold body. My average heart rate is about 30 bpm"

"30?! That's crazy!"

His friends poked and prodded at him with questions, and though he knew it wasn't their intention, it started to bother him. Eventually the group moved on to a different subject, but Kid couldn't bring himself to contribute much anymore. He was overcome with a deep feeling of loneliness that he couldn't seem to shake. 

  "They can't truly connect with me. If my body exists in such a different way than theirs, how different is the way I experience friendships? Do I do too little to show them I care for them? Am I too overbearing? Maybe they’re just too afraid to treat me poorly and the time we’ve spent together is just a joke to them” Kid thought to himself.

The sudden barrage of negative thoughts concerned him and he took a deep breath to ground himself. He avoided telling his friends that breathing was something else almost unnecessary for him. Kid fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat as he watched his self-proclaimed friends laugh and banter with each other.

“Pardon me, but I have some business to attend to with my father. Thank you for inviting me today” Kid excused himself.

He stood up as the group sent him off with polite goodbyes and Kid made his way home, making a beeline to his father’s office.

.

.

.

Kid wasn’t one to be timid, but talking to his father about any blow to his own self esteem was still a hard topic to discuss. He reached out and quietly knocked on the office door in front of him, partially hoping there wouldn’t be an answer even though the rest of his brain knew that an answer was everything he needed.

“Heyo howdy! Come on in, Kiddo!” 

Kid smiled at the cheery voice of his dad and walked into the office, starting to feel at ease almost instantly. He sat down in a large plush chair, slumping into more than he thought he would.

“Oh my, you seem rather serious right now. Did something happen?” Lord Death’s tone immediately softened. 

“It was a bit of a rough day” Kid said, “I got a swift reminder of how different I am from the humans you want me around and there’s no way to describe it other than ‘it sucked’,”

Lord Death listens intently, nodding along as Kid relays the experience of his friend's questions and that harsh feeling of isolation with each major difference he shared with them.

“I don’t know if being around humans is a good idea for me, father. They’ll just stress themselves if they keep acting like I’m their friend”

“Oh but Kid, they are your friends!” His father looked rather surprised at this comment, “Why would you think that they aren’t your friends?”

“There’s clearly something off about me. I haven’t found out what it is yet that clues them in to how inhuman I am, but there’s no way they have me around for any reason but pity” Kid huffs.

“Did you hear one of them say that about you?” his father asks.

“Well… no.”

Kid stays quiet, trying to remember everything he’s heard his friends say about him, but nothing negative ever comes to mind.

“You know Kiddo, it can be hard to trust the relationships you’ve built with others. That’s actually a very human experience”

Kid perks up.

“What do you mean?” he asks.

“There are so many people who are constantly scared that the people who care most about them stay around out of pity or any other number of reasons. This is a common thought rooted in anxiety. It’s almost never true though. People are usually pretty obvious when they don’t actually like someone. It can still be scary though, right?”

“Incredibly,”

“Here’s a piece of advice for you, then: try to take it at face value,”

Kid squints at his father, urging him to elaborate.

“Not everything is as complicated as people may think. Most of the time, a compliment is just a compliment, an invite is just an invite, and a friendship is friendship, not an ulterior motive. When your thoughts overwhelm you with ‘what ifs’ and thoughts that everything is a lie, you can fight back against those thoughts. Remind yourself that people like to say what they mean, and if they don’t say what they mean, then it is not a problem within yourself, but a conflict between your own morals and theirs. It’s also good to remind yourself that even if there’s a conflict between your morals, that it doesn’t mean there are not people who share your values. Humanity is vast, and if one person isn’t a fit for you, that doesn’t mean the next person who comes along won’t be!”

Kid listens intently, letting his fathers words sink in. He takes another deep breath, then stands up.

“You’re right, father. Thank you for listening. I do think that the friends I’ve made are good ones and that I was looking deeper into a situation that didn’t mean more than curiosity.”

“I’m always here to help, Kiddo,”

Kid turns to leave, feeling lighter than before, but is stopped by a small “wait!” from his dad. He turns back around to see his dad’s large hands outstretched and Kid holds back a small laugh at how childish his father looked.

He walks back to Lord Death and hugs him, happy that the two of them seem to be growing closer than before. This is what Kid had imagined it must truly feel like between a human child and their father too. He hugs his dad just a bit tighter, deciding that he would start noting what does make him similar to humans rather than what isolates him.

[dimitrippy]

Stitching, hollow, and young God all got updates but I haven't even started a new chapter for Shattered Second Chance and I am so, so sorry I know that's a favorite

plz bear with me

[illubean]

Fem Mad meister x Maka, where the reader has inherent madness in her soul and because of it can more easily use her powers, even without a natural connection to any weapon.

Maka with a Mad!Fem!Reader (who also happens to be stein's daughter cause I said so)

Characters: Maka Albarn Type: Headcanons, Fem!reader

added to this rq because you being stein's kid just makes so much sense also it's been a while so if i mess up the canonical sequence...oopsies

Warnings: none? does madness count? canon typical violence???

being Stein's daughter you're almost an exact replica of him

you're a meister, have crazy good control over your wavelength for your age but also

you're kind of insane.

weather you were already attending the academy or if you joined after Stein became a teacher you were paired with literally anyone because of your flexible soul much like your dad's

you and Maka became quick friends, being some of the top meisters in your class and also being part of the children of single fathers club

since your soul was very flexible, not only could you match wavelengths with almost any weapon but it was very easy to get along with people

which is what initially drew Maka to you

but also, there was something weird about your soul she couldn't quite put her finger on

Spirit has mixed feelings about the two of you being friends

he's like aww my daughter is friends with Stein's daughter but also MY DAUGHTER IS FRIENDS WITH STEINS DAUGHTER

but Maka couldn't gaf about his opinion on you

when she found out you were Stein's daughter she actually could not believe it

until she saw you in action that is.

the way you're able to channel your soul wavelength so effortlessly and counter the wavelength of other's really helped her put 2 and 2 together

but unlike your dad, your movements were a lot less calculated and much more erratic and aggressive

it isn't until later that she realizes that weird part of your soul was caused by inherent madness

during the whole witchy release of the kishin thing both you and your father start to slip

you begin to get all loopy and stuff and it's like a couple of screws have gone loose (HAHA GET IT? SCREWS LOOSE? CAUSE STEIN IS YOUR DAD? HA..haha.....hah)

so yeah she notices this and it also starts affecting her too because of how close you two are all the time and the black blood and yeah

buttttttt after she fights Crona and learns to go into madness then come back it's a lot easier for her to withstand your madness but also keep you grounded

you know how Marie was assigned to Stein because her wavelength would supposedly keep him down to earth? yeah well that's kind of what Maka does despite the both of you being meisters

im going to be cheesy and say that your guys' relationship is so strong that she keeps you from losing yourself to the kishin

you are high strung and crazy while Maka is your rock

you guys are like sodium and chlorine you balance each other out <3

[winfreywrites]

posted a new fic !!!! its a tsubaki x liz one < 333

[crowsyart]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Soul Eater (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nakatsukasa Tsubaki/Liz Thompson Characters: Nakatsukasa Tsubaki, Liz Thompson (Soul Eater) Additional Tags: Fluff, tsubaki is trans, tagged teen for one(1) dirty joke, Kinda a cooldown piece from some of my others Summary:

What it says on the tin, Liz goes to meet Tsubaki’s parents.

[memethebum]

Got a pretty short update for It Takes 4 Idiots To Confess

This one is mostly SoMa sharing a brain cell and then Soul about to make a fool of himself lol

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“You going to Star’s place to get ready?” Soul questioned while Maka slipped on her shoes.

“Ye-yea, we wanted to get ready together,” Maka explained as her eyes began to gravitate towards the multicolored tiles which they stood upon.

I would have never agreed to this plan if I knew just how…awkward it’d make things between us Maka thought before looking up and meeting the dulled crimson sheen of Soul’s eyes.

“I can drop ya’ off on my way to Gallows…if you want,” Soul offered while grabbing his motorcycle keys from their kitchen table, leaving Maka to stand still in perturbed silence.

“You’d…do that?” the meister questioned, only to regret voicing the statement out loud after noticing how uneasy Soul’s demeanor immediately became afterwards.

“Of course. What, you thought I was just gonna leave you stranded now that I got a boyfriend?” Soul questioned, eliciting Maka to let out a choked hum.

“Huhhhh, of course not! I just…” Maka tried to rebuttal, although the she wasn’t sure why she’d even asked the question in the first place.

I thought this whole thing would be ridiculous enough to give me enough courage to finally confess, but everything just feels so…wrong she noted before filling the silence with a small shrug, only for Soul to slowly nod his head at her and unlock the front door in response.

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“Kid, we need to talk,” Soul whispered as they walked towards the main party hall within Shibusen.

“Can’t it wait until after we’re inside” Kid replied in the middle of fidgeting with his tie.

Soul had expected them to wear matching tuxedos since they were going to prom as a couple, but Liz had been vehement on the fact that matching outfits were considered lame now and a standard jet black suit was more his style while a light gray suit would compliment Kid a lot more.

“Oh, don’t you two look dapper today!” a voice sang from the end of the hall, causing both men to notice Marie and Stein standing right in front of the doorway leading into the party hall.

“Dapper and late as usual,” Stein then added before letting out a low chuckle.

“Hm, well better late than never. Here’s a few party favors before you walk in, food is on the left and activities are on the right, and if you kids need anything Sid and Nygus should be walking around inside ,” the woman then added while handing both Soul and Kid a small box of condoms and a map of the nearest Deathgreens for other sexual necessities .

“You-you think we’re gonna have sex!?” they both wheezed out, forcing Marie to let out a startled gasp at their accusation.

“Oh no no no , I wasn’t thinking about you two specifically or anything. I’m giving out a small pack in case things do get a bit rowdy in there for anyone and they need it. I’m really sorry if it came across-“

“MISS MARIE DO YOU HAVE ANY PLASTIC BAGS? LIZ DRANK TOO MUCH AND CAN’T MAKE IT ALL THE WAY TO THE BATHROOM IN TIME” a voice shouted above the woman’s apology, causing Soul and Kid to pinpoint it as belonging to Black*Star and gape at what they saw afterwards.

“So this is why Liz was so adamant about helping us,” Kid hissed while Soul moved his eyes between the reaper and Black*Star, only to snort at how they were both wearing gray tuxedos that were completely identical down to the smallest studs and pockets.

“It’s ok Black*Star, Kim has it under-“ the group then heard Maka exclaim before she too went silent and allowed Soul a moment to notice how identical their formal wear also was to one another.

The Deathscythe had almost mistaken the dress Maka was wearing to be the one she adorned in the black room.

However, his eyes soon took in the way it was patterned with black sequins that shimmered against the neon flashes from within the party hall and how the garment’s off shoulder neckline seemed to show off just a bit more of her smooth skin.

“HAAH-“ Black*Star attempted to shout as Maka grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back into the party hall.

The action stirred both Soul and Kid back into reality as well, which probed them into giving each other a brief passing glance before walking into the hall themselves and finding Liz hunched up in a corner with Kim and Patty by her side.

“I’m so sorry if my partner ruined your fun Kim. We’ll take it from here,” Kid hummed while Soul took a few hesitant steps backwards due to the sheer bloodlust that had been seeping out of the reaper’s voice.

“No prob. Hope you guys are able to have some fun at least,” Kim added before giving Liz a small pat on the back and walking off towards the dance floor.

“Hm yes, I suppose we’ll see how many of us have fun tonight,” the reaper absentmindedly responded while inching closer towards Liz’s lanky frame.

“ Elizabeth Allen Thompson you have some explaining to do-“

“Pretty funny idea right?” Liz then sang over Kid in a drunken stupor.

“Tsu was the other mastermind here so don’t forgot to give her some credit too,” Patty then chirped before pointing towards the catering table, causing Soul and Kid to turn back and notice the way Maka and Black*Star seemed to be chewing Tsubaki out for their outfits as well.

“Ah, to hell with all that crap! I told you guys to be here by 7:08 not 7:48 . If Sid and Nygus show up now after I worked my ass off to shoo them away, it’ll ruin our whole plan,” Liz added while latching a hand onto Soul’s wrist and pulling him towards a large crowd which surrounded the pole dancers Liz had hired for the night.

It was then that the Deathscythe began to realize just how ridiculous their plan truly was, with his anxiety only heightening to an unbearable degree once he glanced back at Maka in a phantasmic hope that she’d be able to catch onto their plan and stop it from coming into fruition.

Is this really gonna make her want to confess to me? Would-would it even be worth it if this all is just a game to see who can put on a better act? Can we even talk stuff out at this point! Soul noted before feeling Liz loosen his tie.

“Remember to breathe up there and not worry about the steps too much since the point is just to catch Maka’s attention and mhummmm Soul-“ Liz then garbled out while tapping her hand on the slither of tanned skin she’d exposed in order to amp up his sexiness.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours bestie? Ya’ look like I’m telling you to go kick Maka in the kneecaps or something. If-if you really don’t want to do this then-then that’s your decision and your decision only. No pressure,” the woman added before unceremoniously slapping her hand onto his shoulder.

“Well, I-I dunno know Liz, it’s just-“ Soul attempted to relay as he slid one of his sweaty palms against the back of his neck.

No. No I have to do it! I’ve made my bed and I’m sure as hell not aboutta just let things go back to the way they used to be, especially not after gettin’ a chance to see if Maka feels the same way about me the Deathscythe then decided while gently guiding Liz out of his way, tapped a firm hand onto her shoulder, and began to march towards the stage.

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My brain has been stuck on demon twin Au and those prompts where Danny is stuck in a sword or amulet, etc. Also, does anyone else remember Soul Eater? ( for those who dont, basically some people are weapons and can turn into them, they're partnered with miceters who weld them)

What if Danny was a weapon, a sword, to be specific. Damian weilds him.

Maybe Danny was raised with the mindset that he is a weapon for Damian first and foremost. Leading him to spend a lot of the time in weapon form, or he's stuck/cursed that way. Only really ever talking with his brother.

After arriving at the Manor, the twins honestly forget to inform the Batfamily. Until a mission where Damian risks his life to save his sword (from a fall, lava, idk) and one of the Batfam stops him, stating it isn't worth his life.

Damian loses his twin at age 12. He wouldn't find out he's been alive for 3 years.

Danny wakes up in an odd place with a strange red-headed girl. He has to get back to his brother. Maybe that portal the strange girls' parents are working on can help?