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More obscure muses ( introduction ) series.
Fandom: SOUL EATER.
Muse #1 -MAKA ALBARN.
Age: 13-15 ( manga and anime )
Maka Albarn is a two-star meister at Death Weapon Meister Academy and a former member of Spartoi. The daughter of Death's weapon partner, Spirit Albarn, she was inspired to be scythe-meister much like mother after witnessing her father's cheating ways and partnered with the demon scythe, Soul Eater, to create a death's weapon more powerful than her father.
Maka is bright, cheerful, direct, confident, smart, and hardworking, in stark contrast to her partner Soul Eater, who is very laid-back, more likely to act on impulse, and impatient in comparison. She frequently studies and prefers to stay in her house and read or study, emphasized by her lack of ability to play games such as basketball despite her athleticism, and she is ignorant of its various rules. Maka is also caring and compassionate, willing to easily help a friend when in need with no personal gain in the end and help a newcomer such as Tsugumi Harudori on her first day. She is somewhat of a self-depreciation hero. She achieves many great accomplishments throughout the series, and she always wants to help others and do the right things, thus she is well respected. She is also known to follow the rules of the DWMA and rarely breaks them, even going so far as to not kill Gopher despite his attempt on her life and scolded Crona on their first meeting, telling them to save their "excuses" for Death himself. Maka also is capable to having great compassion and understanding, enough to not only befriend Crona despite their crimes but even put forth effort in helping them when they were seemingly forgone.
She is known to be strong-willed and mature, unlike those such as her partner and Black☆Star and tends to look down on such behaviors, often calling them idiots. Out of all the main protagonists, she is seen mostly as the most "normal" of the cast. It's been stated by multiple people like her own father that many of her good qualities come from her mother and even possess a mindset in which once she starts, barely anything stops her. In the anime, it is expressed her best quality is her bravery by Crona.
Despite this, Maka herself possesses flaws and insecurities. She has been noted by her partner to be stubborn and gloomy and is sometimes prone to make decisions without regarding others' feelings if she feels justified enough. She also can be said to have temper issues, occasionally striking out those who annoy her with her Maka Chop and is not above striking her teachers such as Sid Barrett. She is also not above breaking the rules, such as taking advantage of her father's status to check out a book beyond her rank though did so to try to help Crona, but ended up checking out the Book of Eibon's Manuscript and knew it was not only a bad idea but felt guilty about it so ended up leaving "M" as her signature. Having taken immediate interests in the revelation of possessing a Grigori Soul, Maka was described by Soul as "obsessed" with the "angel stuff" until she found her new-found mindset hindering her ability to fight a fellow possessor of the Grigori, Gopher.
One of the her main insecurities seen early on was her fear of her partner, Soul, being the one who "carried" her throughout her battles. So much so she strove at one point to get stronger to the point of ignoring her partner's personal views on the situation and blamed herself for Soul falling to Crona and Ragnarok during their first fight. She also struggled with accepting her partner's celebrity status as a Death Scythe, feeling that he became one because of his own efforts with her contribution being useless. She became jealous of not only Liz sharing the same interest in music and understanding it better with Soul, but also Patty's ability to be an even better fighter than her. Despite being close to her father as a child, much of their relationship became strained when he cheated on her mother and made her secretly fear rejection from people she cared about, most notably her Demon Weapon partner, Soul.
According to Soul, her hobbies includes reading books and doing puzzles. And in the anime, is secretly fond of the "Pon Pon Dance", a fact in which she is embarrassed about. Her favorite book is The Dark Side of the Moon by the fictional author of Lorda Donsany. She also stated she always wished to go inside a book, having been able to do so when she traveled into the Book of Eibon. In addition, Maka doesn't like raw fish.
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To The Bone
She’s done everything right, you know. The proof is all around her, puncturing the cadence of her voice when she spits case law like spoken word, stalking her name in effusive headlines and a pristine Wikipedia biography, bleeding out across her Manhattan apartment with its gleaming marble countertops and untouched stainless steel appliances. Modern, the realtor had called it, fit for any young up-and-coming professional like herself who wanted to change the world.
(Can you really change the world? Or does it end up changing you?)
Maka takes a sip of gin number two and loads her social media pages with the kind of loving care Liz applies to assembling her favorite rifle. Ah, looks like Blake and Tsu’s daughter is doing well, smiling wide for the camera with dirt stains on her overalls. Mom and dad beam at her in the background, this product of their steadfast, loving relationship. Better leave a nice comment so they don’t know Auntie Maka is a hateful little human who only sees pictures like these as another reminder of what she’ll never have.
Don't get her wrong, she's happy for them. Happy for all of her friends. But that doesn't silence the little voice in her head whispering where is your hand to hold, your lips to kiss? Yes, she knows it’s petty and unproductive to get sad at others’ happiness; yes, she knows she should be out trying to ‘do something about it’ -- she knows more than the sniveling idiots who try to counsel her think she does. Knowing has never been the problem -- she's Maka fucking Albarn, top of her class at Columbia Law School, most sought-after public defender on the East Coast -- but knowledge does not translate into action, nor ward away the crippling loneliness that saps her will to do anything at all.
The lump in her throat means it’s time for another drink and another page. Kid and Liz are celebrating their fifth anniversary in the French Alps, sip, looks like Jackie and Kim had a radiant wedding complete with a ring-bearing crow, sip, Killik and Harvar bought a house together in California and can’t wait to begin the adoption process, sip, Stein and Marie are treating each other to foot massages and lazy brunches while their daughter is in summer camp, sip, sip, sip.
So many blissful couples. So much love on her news feed.
It makes her sick.
Oh, she knows the drill, knows the chorus of, ‘It’ll happen eventually!!!’ ‘You just have to be patient!!!’ ‘Work on yourself first!!!’ ‘Don’t compare your path to someone else’s!!!’ that everyone spews like a well-intentioned plague, because what do you think she tells herself at night, curled up with a pillow to her chest on her too-large bed?
Ah, but you have such a great life, Maka reminds herself. Running through the checklist is compulsive at this point: good food on the table, a warm bed at night, more than enough money to sustain her, life in a conflict-free zone, a loving father, kind friends. Stupid girl, not content with these things that other people would kill to have.
The only relief comes from nights like these when she allows herself to crumble. It’s a compromise she’s made to stay sane during the workweek -- no tears before 8 PM, no social media except one weekend a month. It’s impossible not to compare herself to others; this is how she was raised, daughter of the best attorney in the United States. To win, she had to be better than her peers. To be better than her peers, she had to measure her test results against theirs, her GPA to the next highest contender, her physical appearance to the accepted norm, and when she came out on top it was then and only then that she could deem herself worthy.
The search bar beckons. Just one more person to check in on, now. Her glass has been empty for the last ten minutes but she brings it to her lips anyway, chases away thoughts of feeling warm lips instead of cold glass, and types his name.
Soul’s wife is beautiful. Or rather, her outline looks beautiful through gin-fogged eyes and a screen that has seen better days. He looks happy, though, the kind of happy you grow into after accepting the best of bad options. His father was always pushy about having an heir to his business, and when Wes got engaged to another man, it fell to Soul to ‘continue the family line.’ Mr. Evans threatened to disown his eldest son unless Soul found a spouse, a female spouse, and Soul couldn’t bear to let the brother who had protected him all those years be left with nothing.
First one, then two, then a steady stream of tears trickles down her nose. It’s all she can do to hug her knees to her chest before the screen blurs to shimmering patches of white and the first sob steals her breath.
You didn’t know.
You didn’t know.
You didn’t know.
She couldn’t have known at 21, fresh out of undergrad with a dream to fight for the underserved, how little time she had. She couldn’t have known how one answer, spoken in stumbling tongues while mama’s goodbye and papa’s late night tears buzzed in the back of her mind, would unmake so many doors she now desperately wishes to open.
Marriage right out of college was the definition of moving too fast for Maka, whose closest romantic encounter had been when Soul fell asleep on her after game night. But maybe then she’d be wearing matched flower crowns and goofy grins on Snapchat, too, or settling in to watch a movie next to someone who writes good morning notes on staff paper and calls her out when she’s being stubborn.
You didn’t know.
There is a longing in her bones, deep and aching and endless. It overwhelms the fading voice that whispers patience, patience my child, because she no longer knows the difference between patience and fear. Is she waiting for the next ‘right’ person to come along, or is she too scared to even look?
The room begins to spin, so Maka rests her head on the still-whirring laptop and closes her eyes. It doesn’t matter whether she is brave or patient or worth it because at the end of the day, she is still alone.
And she has already missed her chance.
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Biography
Name: Maka Albarn Age: 19 Sex: cis-Female Sexuality: Heterosexual Pronouns: She/Her +: Empathetic, Brace, Determined, Generous, Loyal, Intelligent, Honest -: Blunt, Competitive, Insecure, Hypocritical, Temperamental, Reckless, Stubborn Trope: The Bookworm
Biography:
BORN and raised in a small town in Nevada, maka was, from birth, more interested in what she could learn than what she could so to build relationships with others;; if asked about this, she’ll always point the finger back at her papa, spirit albarn, the very worst definition of a role model. growing up maka never got to see what healthy relationships looked like – she only saw the potential for pain, like the pain papa caused mama. the pain that made mama leave and never look back when maka was only a few years old;; since that day she watched her father chase women day and night, prioritizing little more than that. there was never a question of if her father loved her, he very much did, but maka did little to welcome that love;; shed never be able to forgive him for the pain he brought her mom and the fact that her mom was no longer in her life…at all.
MAKA’S fear of abandonment kept her from making any true connections growing up other than a few of her classmates who forced her to be more than just the nerd they teasingly called her;; her focus was always on school and bettering herself, being better than her father and half as intelligent as she deemed her mother to be. her grades never faltered and maka graduated at the top of her class, giving her access to any higher education she wanted… and what she wanted more than anything was to be far away from home. she enrolled at lemon spires in maine to get the furthest from home she could;; little did she know though, that papa, desperate not to lose her like he lost his wife, followed secretly behind.
Clubs: Book Club, Alpha Alpha Epsilon Sorority
Relations: Elena Gilbert (sorority sister) Archie Andrews (unrequited crush) Toni Topez (fellow book lover)
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