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[justanotherfanwriter]

And they were ROOMmates

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a/n: Soul Eater. Soul X Maka. Maka's hurt, Soul's anxious, and "dignity" gets in the way.

I bet people can be weird about co-ed partnerships between a meister and a weapon, so I wrote something that tackled it. But lol I lost the rest of the outline, so here's just a part. I can continue if anyone is interested.

c/w: hurt/comfort, depictions of blood and injuries.

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“Just get the room open,” Soul hissed at Ox, “we don’t have time for this.”

“Maka needs her own room. It’s against protocol, and—”

“Protocol? I literally live with her! Just open the door. You’re making a scene,” He fumed, shifting Maka’s weight in his arms. She was cradled against his chest, bloodied, battered, and more than a little dazed.

When Ox continued to stand in front of the hotel door, neglecting to open it, Soul turned his glare on Harvar.

“Talk to your Meister before I punch his face in,” He demanded. Harvar glared back, his stupid glasses long gone, buried somewhere in the aftermath of their battle.

He shifted Maka’s weight again, and she groaned, causing his heart to palpitate. For fuck sake, he didn’t want to pull rank on these assholes, but he wasn’t above it!

“It’s not like she can bandage herself!” He pleaded, shooting her a worried look. Blood caked one side of her head, and while he knew head wounds purposefully bled more, it was making him lightheaded. Coupled with the beating the rest of her face had taken, he was close to a nervous breakdown. And that was without considering the odd angle her right ankle was hanging.  

“We should be taking her to a hospital!” Ox snapped back, “This is ridiculous!”

“Wow! A hospital! How come I didn’t think of that—oh wait! Because there are no hospitals! Did you see a hospital? Cause I sure didn’t! And it’s not like we can drive to one! Because someone fried the damn battery!”  

They had been lucky enough to find a hotel if it could even be called that. It was more like a motel, but shittier, located next to the mechanic that would hopefully be open tomorrow morning, so they could get their DWMA-leased car to work again. They had pulled into the parking lot literally on their last wheel, with poor Maka in the back wheezing the whole ride down.

And, wait, did the wheezing mean she had a broken rib?

He felt cold sweat slip down his neck as he paled.

Yeah, he was definitely close to hyperventilating.  

Of course, none of them would have been in this shitty situation if they had just listened to him in the first place. He hadn’t wanted to take this joint mission with Ox and Harvar, not because of the company (though it was quickly becoming “because of the company”), but because after everything they had been through, a D-rank mission had a certain “below them” quality to it. But, unfortunately, Ox and Maka couldn’t let go of their pissing competition for more than five minutes to figure that out for themselves or listen to reason, and fucking Harvar was as unhelpful as ever in that regard.

In the end, though, they had all been wrong. Neither Ox’s nor Maka’s “superior intellect” had broken any supposed DWMA D-rank records, and Soul had extremely misjudged the difficulty of the assigned task. If Soul hadn’t already had his suspicions that Kid reshuffled the assignments so each rank would have an equal and even number of missions to complete, which was, evidently, how a D-rank mission could become a B-rank without warning, he’d also think this meant the new Death Lord had extremely misjudged the difficulty of the assigned task. But really, this just confirmed his (and Liz’s) suspicions that Kid was skipping out on his anxiety medication. Again.

“Ox,” Harvar eventually sighed, pushing his not-there glasses up his nose, “he’s right, she’s not well, and we don’t have enough money to afford the mechanic and another room. I believe the front desk attendant knows we’re—” He paused, “—unfortunately desperate and skewed the prices.”   

“What’s the big deal anyway?” Soul huffed.

“She’s a girl,” Ox whined like he was still twelve, and they were all still stuck in the single-sex dorms at DWMA. He had bitched about it when Maka would sneak in before they moved off-campus together. “It’s inappropriate.”

“And we wonder why you haven’t gotten laid yet.” He deadpanned, clutching Maka closer to him, who had begun to shiver.

Ox’s cheeks flooded with color, “H-hey, I—” He straightened, “—I won’t stand for that! I have to!”

Of course, he hadn’t. They wouldn’t have heard the end of it if he had. And by “they,” Soul meant the “boys-only” group chat Ox had explicitly created so he could bitch about Kim without Kim finding out. He was probably the only one who actually used it.

Soul felt his shoulders slump as exhaustion rolled through him, but he kept a tight grip on Maka.

It had been a long two days of driving, roughing it in the woods, fighting for their lives, and now, this, with Maka hurt and him feeling useless, crummy, and anxious beyond belief. He hated—absolutely loathed—Maka getting hurt. It physically made him nauseous. DWMA nurses told him he was a casebook study of Couvade Syndrome, which was better known as sympathetic pregnancy to ordinary people, and commonly found in meister-weapon relationships on account of the soul-bond, of which his and Maka’s was very strong for obvious, black-blood related reasons.

“Just open the door, please,” He begged, letting his eyes fall shut.

Maybe they could hear the desperation in his voice because, after a short pause, the door clicked open. He didn’t wait for grand gestures as he breezed past them, gingerly putting Maka down on the closest of the two full-sized beds. If she were more coherent, she would have been beyond pissed. She never laid down on a strange bed without first checking for bed bugs, but Soul was well past the patience needed for that.

He began unlacing her combat boots as Ox and Harvar sat their things down on the other bed. They had a ridiculous amount of luggage, most of which held Ox’s copious amount of hair products. On the other hand, Maka and Soul’s stuff was all contained in one duffle bag currently strapped to his back. They preferred traveling light with nothing valuable just in case they were whisked away to, hell, the moon? It had happened before, and the moment they thought it wouldn’t happen again, it was sure to happen again. His favorite headband was still up there, sad, lost, and alone.

Or, well, alone wasn’t the right word, but whatever.

Regardless, Ox and Harvar didn’t seem to care about Murphy’s Law. It was frustrating and so different from how he and Maka operated as a team. The two other boys were so smart, but they didn’t share even a single brain cell when it came to common sense. How they had made it this far in the DWMA program was beyond Soul, but he had other things to worry about—Maka-related things.

“That fucker got a good swipe at her back. I’m going to have to clean the cut. Maybe do stitches?” He shook his head, “I dunno. I need to get her cleaned off. It shouldn’t take long.”

He scoped her back into his arms and, for a split second, marveled at how light she was for someone who could pack such a punch.

“You’re going to the bathroom?” Ox asked, mouth falling open.

Soul scowled, “I’m sorry did you want to go first?”

Ox had enough grace to look offended, “Of course not! I—it’s just, well, you’re going in there with her?”

He looked down at Maka, cradled snuggly in his arms, half-mumbling, half-moaning, “Uh, duh? She’s half-conscious?”

“Should we—” Ox shared a look with Harvar, “—uh, come supervise?”

Soul blinked, “I’m sorry?”

“Well, you know, for dignity’s sake.”

He stared at Ox and Harvar for a full minute, trying to figure out what they meant when it hit him square in the face, and whatever ill-boding feeling he had developed for them over the last two days did a seemingly impossible speedrun into hatred.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” He asked, knowing full well what the fuck that was supposed to mean. His blood boiled as his grip on Maka tightened, turning her slightly away to obscure their view of her.

In a pacifying motion, Ox threw up his hands, “It’s not that we don’t trust you, Soul. It’s just that she’s half-unconscious like you said,” he emphasized, “and we don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea. I’m just trying to take Maka’s best interest into account.”

He was beyond offended, literally dumbfounded.

“Right,” He sneered, turning towards the shitty motel bathroom, “makes total sense, three guys watching her bathe as opposed to one, got it. That’s so much better.” He bared his teeth, pushing the door open with his shoulder, “Do me a favor, Ox, and go fuck yourself, okay? Maka’s my meister. There’s nothing about her I haven’t seen before.”

And with that, he let the door slam close behind him.

He stood there momentarily, huffing and puffing until she gurgled a half-attempted word. It was the total gibberish of a half-conscious person, but it stopped the red and black haze threatening to take over his mind. Then, gently, he set her down on the dirty tile floor and examined the sorry state of the bathtub. He crinkled his nose in distaste.

Looking around, he noticed the whole bathroom was just as grimy. Colonies of Silverfish bugs crawled in and out of all three drains, one for the sink, one for the bathtub, and a mysterious third one in the center of the room.

He mumbled obscenities to himself as he set up a measly washing station and decided not to put Maka in the tub. Instead, he sat her on the lip, balancing her as best he could with his limited resources.  

His actions were mechanical as he undressed her, leaving her underwear on for now but removing her sports bra. Then, carefully, he examined her, noting the various wounds and taking special care of the angrier-looking cuts and scratches. He had been right, her head bleed wasn’t as serious as it looked, but the scratches on her back were deep. Luckily, he didn’t think they would need stitches, which was good as the bathroom clearly wasn’t sterile, but she wouldn’t like it when he disinfected them.

His anger faded as he fell into his work, thinking nothing of her nakedness. After years of fixing Maka up after fights, he was used to her naked body in the most platonic way possible, like she was with his. It was a part of the partnership that every weapon and meister formed, same-sex and co-ed. Because who else was going to stitch you up when there were no doctors around?

Obviously, Ox and Harvar didn’t understand co-ed partnerships were exactly the same as same-sex ones because those two were a same-sex partnership, and worse, they were both totally guys about it. Chicks seemed to get it more than the guys ever did. Guys all had this same preconceived notion about co-ed partners that non-meisters and non-weapons had, which always boiled down to the same stupid question without fail: “Are you two hooking up?”   

Soul didn’t understand why same-sex partners weren’t drilled about the same thing. He had seen Kim and Jackie in way more provocative situations than he and Maka had ever been, seemingly on purpose, but no, nope! Soul was the degenerate for helping his meister!

It was fucking ridiculous.

Rolling his eyes, he brushed hair from Maka’s face and returned to the task at hand. There was a nasty lump on her forehead that would have given even Black*Star a concussion, a big ugly bruise wrapping around the left side of her chest and waist, and a twisted ankle so swollen she couldn’t possibly get her boot back on around it.

“Oh, Maka,” He let out a heavy sigh, leaning over to turn on the bath faucet, “you gotta stop doing this to yourself.” 

The faucet sputtered to life. The water that came out was hardly lukewarm but, thankfully, clean-looking. Grabbing a spare washcloth from their pack, Soul cleaned the muck and grime off her, wincing in sympathy when she did, even at the lightest of touches.

“I know,” He comforted, “I’m sorry. I’m almost done.”

“Soul?” Her eyes blinked open blearily.

“I’m here.”

She sighed, “My head hurts.”

“I know. We’ll get to that in a second, okay? Gotta get the blood off.”

“I’m tired.”

“Just a little longer.”

She groaned and then whined, “I’ve gotta pee.”

He snorted, cracking a smile for the first time that night, “Okay, hold on. Do you think you can manage wiping your own ass?”

She scoffed as much as she could, “Yes.”

“Then clean yourself first—” He gestured to her bottom half, “—while I get your clothes ready. Then, bathroom, I promise. Just keep holding on to me.”

“I won’t let go.”

Her words rang clear and sober, and his heart skipped a miserable beat.

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The whole bathing charade couldn’t have lasted more than fifteen to twenty minutes before Soul was helping Maka hobble out the door. Despite the colder weather outside, she was in a fresh set of pajamas consisting of an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts.

“It’s yours,” he said gruffly to Ox and Harvar. “Don’t worry. Dignity still intact.”

“What?” Maka stared at him.

“Don’t worry about it,” He shook his head, glaring at Ox as he entered the bathroom.

“Are you feeling better, Maka?” Ox pushed his glasses up his nose.

“Hardly.” She sighed, “But don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“Of course,” He nodded, closing the door.

“And how about you? Are you okay, Harvar?” She asked, staring at the other weapon setting up a makeshift bed with the room’s two armchairs.

“Yes.”

This was a standard, flippant Harvar response, but Maka’s eyebrows still furrowed together in confusion.

“What’s their problem?” She whispered, but he shook his head.

“Come on, time for bed. Lay down.”

She looked at the bed with disgust, “Did you check it for—”

“Maka, bed.” He gently pushed her down, “Here—” He pulled out his spare sleep shirt and wrapped her pillow in it “—just lay on top. You don’t have to get under the blankets.”

“That makes it not better.”

“We really don’t have a choice.” He rooted around their duffle bag for his hoodie and passed it over to her, worried she’d get too cold in the middle of the night without a cover of some sort.

“It’s yours,” she protested. “I already have your—”

“Just take it,” he said, exasperated. Couldn’t people just do what he wanted without arguing?

“Should we flip a coin for it?” Harvar spoke up suddenly, and he and Maka turned to look at the boy.

“What now?” Soul asked, reaching the end of his patience.

Harvar gestured to the makeshift bed, “Maka, of course, will have a bed, and Ox too since they did the physical stuff. It’s only fair, after all. But me and you, one of us gets the floor, and the other gets the chairs.”

“Oh no,” Maka shook her head, “you don’t have to do that. The beds are big enough, Harvar. Me and Ox can share them with you guys.”

A hard look passed over Harvar’s face, “That’s hardly appropriate.”

“What do you—”

“Holy shit,” Soul seethed, interrupting Maka’s question, “fuck off with the appropriate bullshit. I’ll share the bed with Maka; you can be weird and have armchairs. I don’t care! Literally, no one cares! I’m not going to—” He sputtered, looking for the right word, “—to defile her, so quit the hero act! Now! Good! Night!”

Still covered in his own healthy layer of muck and grime, he flopped onto his and Maka’s bed with his back turned toward Harvar. And then, after a second, pulled Maka down with him to make a show of how normal and totally not weird it was, ignoring the way she hissed, “Be careful, idiot!”

Soul glared at the wall closest to Maka, shielding her from the view of the other bed. Then, fidgeted, sat up, and pulled the shirt he was wearing off by the collar before plopping down again.

“What’s going on?” Maka whispered, touching his cheek to get his attention, “Did you three fight? I…I can’t remember much.”

His anger dissipated slightly at the worry wrinkling her forehead. He grabbed the hand on his face and felt some relief flood into his shoulders. It was good that Maka was well enough to be doing Maka-things, like worrying about other peoples’ feelings while she was falling apart. It made him worry less, though her memory issues were still concerning.

“Sort of,” He whispered back, “but it doesn’t matter. Just go to bed. We can talk about it later. Alone.”

She nodded, letting her hand drop from his face as her eyelids started to droop. “Hum me to sleep?” She asked.

“Maka,” He groaned again, hyperaware they weren’t alone.

“Please?” She peeked open one eye, “I’m so skeeved out by this bed right now. I’ll never sleep at this rate.”

“That’s a lie. You’re falling asleep as we speak.”

The edges of her mouth quirked up. “Please,” she asked again, anyway.

Now, here, if he were Ox or Harvar, is where he would have started to worry about the state of his and Maka’s dignity. It wasn’t the nakedness, or the shared bed, or their general touchy-feely bullshit, though Soul was smart enough to understand what those may have looked like to an outsider.

But the music?

Someday, it was going to give him away. Someday, someone who wasn’t so tone-death was going to look at him and call him out on all his bullshit.

Still, because she had asked, he hummed, falling asleep with her tangled up in his arms.

Platonically, of course.

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A throat was cleared, once, twice, then, “Soul.”

“Eh,” He groaned, nuzzling further into his pillow. His body ached with fatigue and he couldn’t find it in himself to care about whatever the ominous voice wanted him to care about, “’ive more m’nutes.”

“The mechanic’s open. Wake up.” A blanket was ripped off of him, and he shrunk into a ball, screwing his eyes shut as he patted around the bed for the lost source of comfort.

“H—ey,” He whined, “no.”

“Soul!” Maka shoved him off of her, “Let go of me! And wake up!”

 He landed hard on the motel’s floor, eyes flying open as his brain worked overtime to orient him in time and space.

“Hey!” He cried when he realized what had just transpired, “What’s the big idea! I was sleeping.”

“You need to be waking,” Maka hissed back, rubbing her arms.

He blinked, angry and then worried, watching her rub her arms. A collage of purple and yellow bruises littered them, which was confusing until yesterday hit him like a sack of bricks.

He sat up straighter, remembering that he wasn’t home safe and sound in the comfort of his own bed.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her, scrambling to his feet.

She huffed, rolling her eyes as he fussed around her.

“Worse has happened, Soul,” She allowed him to prop her swollen ankle up on the pillow he had been using, “just go with Harvar, okay? He’s been—” She waved towards the other weapon, who Soul finally noticed at the end of their bed, watching, “—staring.”

“You’re still a heavy sleeper,” Harvar sniffed, walking out, “The mechanics open. I’ll meet you in the hobby.”

“Uh, yeah, okay.” Soul nodded, then looked at Maka, who shrugged.

“He woke me up while he was trying to wake you up. I don’t know how you didn’t feel it,” She whispered, referring to the weight of Harvar’s notorious stare, “seriously, what is their deal?”

Soul thought momentarily about how he had held Maka while he slept, and something warm stirred in his gut.

“I think we are,” He muttered to himself, pulling on a clean shirt.

“What?” She leaned in, “I couldn’t—”

“Excuse me,” Ox said from the other bed, sitting up on his elbows to glare at them—or well, that was likely his intent because the plush, pink sleeping mask he was wearing obscured the gesture, but it rang loud and clear in his tone, “some of us are trying to sleep.”

Soul glared back before turning back to Maka, “Are you okay? I’ll see if I can rustle up some coffee.”

Her face fell and Soul ached with her.

“Pain killers?” She finally asked, “I think I only packed my migraine stuff.”

“Right, no problem.” He patted his back pockets, checking for his wallet, “Need help going to the—”

“Still trying to sleep!” Ox snapped, making a show of tossing and turning, then beating his pillows back to plump.

“Just go,” she said through gritted teeth, giving Ox a crossed look, “obviously—” She chucked one of the pillows she had behind her back at the other bed, “—sleeping beauty here can’t be disturbed even though this is all his fault.”

“Excuse me!” Ox sputtered, sitting up, arguing with his eye mask still on, “My fault!”

“You heard me, Poindexter!” She argued, “Your fault!”

“I’m not the one who charged in head first without a plan!”

“I had a plan, asshole! You didn’t want to listen to it!”

“You weren’t being reasonable!”

“You fried the car!”

Soul was out the door before things could turn violent.

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“Sorry, they were fighting.” Soul offered to Harvar as an explanation for his obvious tardiness when he finally made it down to the lobby.

Harvar didn’t respond. He simply turned on his heels and made for the door to the sad, rundown parking lot.

The walk to the mechanic was silent, which wasn’t unexpected. Neither of them was the type to initiate conversation.

“Are you two close?” He remembered Maka had asked a long time ago when they first partnered up. “You’re pretty similar, you know, in some ways, mannerism-wise.”

He had found the comparison largely offensive and told her so over the sound of her laughing.  

Harvar had been his roommate the first year he had been at DWMA. While Harvar had already been at the school for two years prior to Soul attending, they had been paired together based on their NOT year courses, not seniority. So while it had technically been Soul’s first year at the school, in his NOT courses, he had been a seventh year, and up until he met Maka, he figured he would be staying in the NOT courses, but no way in hell did that mean he wanted to stay Harvar’s roommate.

On paper, Harvar was a fine roommate, Soul supposed. He was quiet, kept to himself, and neat about things, but Soul instantly preferred Kilik, their suitemate and Ox’s original roommate. Harvar had always been too cold. Not cool. And boring. And intense about it. He had a pension for ratting Soul out whenever he broke a rule, which, yeah, included sneaking Maka into their boys-only dorm, among a few other, more incriminating stunts, and he cared way too much about schoolwork. Sure, Maka was also intense about it, but she liked school in a cute nerdy way. Harvar (and Ox) took it to an unlikable extreme.

So, yes, while Harvar was maybe quiet like Soul, and they had been fine together as roommates and worked together as part of the Spartoi, that was all he has was to Soul. His first-year roommate.

“You know I’ll have to inform Lord Death, correct?” Harvar spoke suddenly.

Soul stared at him, surprised he had spoken. They were now waiting for the mechanic to look over the car. Soul had been elected to attend the appointment because he knew a few things about cars. Harvar had volunteered to attend because he probably thought Soul was incompetent.

“About what?” He drawled out, “The fight? The car? The incorrect assignment rating? I’m pretty sure Maka can cover chewing Kid out for all of us.”

“Lord Death,” Harvar corrected, and Soul did his best not to roll his eyes. He’d be long dead before he addressed Kid by his fucking title. Black-Moon-Last-Death-Scythe-One-of-His-Best-Friends privilege and all that.

“And no, I mean about yours and Maka’s relationship.”

“And what about our relationship would you be reporting? The part where I didn’t let her bleed out?”

“You still think of her as your meister.”

He made a move to argue that she was, in fact, obviously, still his meister but immediately clamped his mouth shut because Harvar was right. Maka wasn’t actually his meister anymore. He was a Death Scythe. He was Kid’s, but that was a load of bullshit, in his opinion. All of Kid’s directives had paired Soul with Maka, and that was normal. Usually, the meister who created the death scythe continued to work with said scythe. He honestly didn’t think Kid would make a habit of pairing him with someone else, all things considering. Sure, there would be times when they would be called apart, but Maka would always be one of Kid’s top agents, Soul had no doubt about that, so “apart” for them would never be too long.

And despite what Maka’s old man claimed, Soul wasn’t gunning to be Kid’s right-hand man. Spirit’s real competition was Liz and Patty, who were technically Death Scythes just by virtue of being Kid’s first chosen weapons, and no way would Spirit come out on top against those two. Soul didn’t think the old Scythe would be reassigned, but he knew where Kid’s preferences lay.

Regardless, he didn’t appreciate being threatened. Obviously, Harvar’s issue with him wasn’t the same trivial technicalities Spirit worried about. To Harvar, Soul had broken a rule every death weapon knew when they were told about the “wonders” of becoming a Death Scythe. In some way, you gave up your idea of meister. You no longer got to choose who wielded you; you were Death’s and Death’s alone, a title worth the sacrifice of choice.

Harvar had been one of those death weapons who had wanted to make that sacrifice before Kid had gone and changed the rules. Soul had been one of those weapons, too, at first. Definitely, before black blood had changed everything and Maka had become too important to lose.

There had been a time when he couldn’t fathom why some weapons had no desire to be Death Scythes. He understood now, a little too late.

And Harvar, the preceptive piece of shit, had caught on to that.

He swallowed his panic, fighting to keep it off his face. On the off-chance Harvar wasn’t bluffing, Soul didn’t know what Kid would do when he found out, but for propriety’s sake, he’d probably have to do a few missions sans Maka, and the dependency problems he was avoiding screamed at the very idea.

“Sure, Harvar, and don’t forget to tell him the part where you wouldn’t let us into the hotel room and then wanted to watch her bathe. I bet he’d love to hear that, especially with Liz and Pat right there next to him. Hey,” He turned to stare at the other boy, “FYI, those three have shared a bed before, too, so don’t forget to mention how inappropriate you think that is, okay? They’d get a good laugh out of it.”

Harvar didn’t reply, and nothing else was said between them. When they returned to the hotel, Maka and Ox weren’t speaking either. To say the least, the ride home was long and awkward.

[soul-dwelling]

How Would You Design a ‘Soul Eater’ Theme Park?

Enough of my friends who are Soul Eater fans are theme park nerds. 

And I’ve watched enough videos by David Ganssle (Patreon / YouTube) where he imagines hypothetical theme parks and their rides. 

So, what would you put into a Soul Eater theme park? Share your ideas in comments or reblogs. 

Under “Read More” is my idea…

For my idea, on the spectrum of “the sky’s the limit” to “let’s make this realistic,” I am far more “the sky’s the limit.” I am not going to worry here about logistics: I am not concerned about the feasibility of location or its environmental impact, I am not concerned too much about target audiences so much as what I as one fan would want in the park, I am not concerned about profitability or budget, and I am not concerned with how to build the ride or how it would work. 

What I am focused on are eight (for the sake of Kid) of these categories for a theme park: the one symbolic building, location, lodging, dining options, one major ride, one smaller ride, one ride for children, and merchandise. 

Let’s start with the building and the location…

One Symbolic Building and the Location: The DWMA in Nevada

Of course a Soul Eater theme park is going to be shaped like Death City, so of course it has to be situated in Nevada. I am not imagining this theme park as in Las Vegas proper--you would really need this building to look as if it is the one and only city anywhere in sight. 

(Again, I am not concerned with environmental impact or logistics: I don’t know whether such a spot exists in Nevada, and as much as I enjoy theme parks, this is just imaginary, I would rather this be the equivalent of a Theme Park Tycoon or Sim City construction than something I would actually put down in the middle of the desert and threaten the ecosystem and the public trying to get through the desert to see it.)  

We’ll get to what the DWMA has inside when talking about rides. Otherwise, this is pretty much a literal city in terms of size, shops, restaurants, even services like the barbershop where Excalibur shaved Hero’s head. 

Lodging: Dorms and Apartments

Guests would have options for where to stay, some less expensive than others, with the trade-off being the size of the room but the experience you get. 

We know from NOT that there are dorms for students. We only ever saw the dorms for the main trio of girls, and that one was presented as pretty upscaled compared to how others in Death City were living. Maybe one dorm is more expensive for guests and duplicates the NOT look, although the size of rooms may be limited and still require three to a room in some cases. And maybe other dorms are less attractive: this can be a worldbuilding exercise to emphasize that, yes, there were some pretty bad dorms at the DWMA. 

The more expensive experience at this theme park would be recreations of the homes of the main characters. The apartment complex where Soul and Maka live is pretty much going to be a hotel where every room looks like the one Soul and Maka lived in in the anime, including the color scheme, posters, even an animatronic Blair Cat napping in the living room. Black Star and Tsubaki’s home is a more traditional Japanese apartment. And the most expensive option will be Gallows Manor, with just a handful of rooms duplicating what we are left to imagine the bedrooms of Kid, Liz, and Patty look like. 

Dining Options (and Live Performances): The DWMA Cafeteria and Deathbucks

I’m cheating here throwing in a live performance, but that’ll make sense below when we get to the DWMA Cafeteria. 

There have to be more dining options than just these two. And the manga had other options, some that are more open to lawsuits for intellectual property violations such as Death Robbins. But aside from coming up with clever names for typical shops (a pizza place called Tombstone, a candy shop called Death by Chocolate), let’s just stick to these two. 

Deathbucks is going to look like what it did in NOT, including the same type of foods, drinks, and outfits for the (adult, not teen) staff (albeit more suitable to what the employees want, given how problematic it is that it was Spirit designing these clothes). What will make this Deathbucks different from the NOT anime is the holiday offerings. We already saw what the place looks like during Halloween, but how would Death City celebrate New Year’s, Valentine’s, Saint Patrick’s, Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas? 

The Cafeteria is like the first anime, and as established in NOT offers a range of dining options from all over the world. But there is one major difference: there is a stage at the cafeteria, similar to how some schools, at least the public schools I went to in the US, would combine the cafeteria and the auditorium--a “cafetorium.” The curtains are closed at the 30 minute mark, but at the top of the hour they open to reveal…an animatronic Excalibur, ready to begin his five-hour recitation. But, no, it won’t go on that long, as the Moomin knockoff with the short attention span will bounce from topic to topic, with a performer operating the animatronic to even remark on specific people in the audience. And of course the event has to start with Excalibur singing his song--and for the finale, a far more impressive big band iteration of his song. 

For other live performances, maybe Hook Cemetery is a stage area. We already have “Thriller,” the old Beetlejuice show at Universal Studios--of course a graveyard is going to be a spot for live music featuring performers dressed as corpses and zombies.  

There can also be dining options that build upon what we know about characters already. Mifune likes candy--maybe he and Angela are alive in this timeline and run a candy store? 

One Major Ride: Asura’s Revenge

This hypothetical is less engaging than the smaller ride, if only because I haven’t figured out what to do with it beyond location and title. 

Maybe it’s an indoor coaster at the bottom of the DWMA? Maybe it’s a maze? Maybe it has a ride component where you have to pick your team--”Meister” or “Weapon”--and whoever gets the most “points” slicing apart Clowns wins? 

In any case, you can’t have a Soul Eater theme park without a recreation of the Kishin Shrine. You can even start the ride with the bag containing Asura ripping open, re-enacting his resurrection as his body regains its shape. How do you stage this with animatronics? No clue--but it’d be fun to have it. 

One Smaller Ride: Dr. Stein’s Wild Ride

This is not the most creative option, I do not like simulator rides, and ripping off of that unfunny fink Jimmy Fallon makes me want to vomit. But this is what I’m stuck with…

Along the hallways of the DWMA are numerous classrooms. Guests enter Class Crescent Moon for the pre-show, staged as that day’s lecture. You hear the familiar “Ding-Dong-Dong-Dead” chimes as you turn your attention to the front of the class and the chalkboard, in this case a screen, and using animation and image mapping enters the teacher for the day. (Which one? More on that in a moment.) 

The lecture continues, pretty much introducing you to the kind of ride this is, only presented in lecture format: “Classes at the DWMA are not for those faint of heart. Therefore, if you have a medical emergency such as high blood pressure, or if you are pregnant or have back injuries, we do not recommend you join us on this ride--er, lecture.” 

But then the class discussion is interrupted. And here is where “re-ride-ability” kicks in: the teacher lecturing and the students interrupting changes each time you enter the pre-show. Maybe the lecture is by Sid, who gets tired of Black Star’s antics. Maybe it’s Azusa who keeps getting interrupted as Marie comes in to ask a troubling question--”How fast do oily rags burn?”--before escalating into utter chaos--”THE BUILDING’S ON FIRE, AND I CAN ONLY SMASH SO MANY TOILETS TO PUT IT OUT!” Or it’s Spirit--and Maka just has enough. In any case, whatever happens leads to the entire class being sent to detention--because Sid thinks Black Star goaded the class, because Azusa just takes it out on the student, because Maka smashed her poor father’s head in with a book and has to pay penance. 

You are escorted by the teacher aides to smaller classrooms serving as detention. This again is a screen-based room, where at the front, asleep with his feet propped up, is Stein, animated like the teachers were in Crescent Moon. When it is time for detention to start, he wakes up, stretches, and instructs you to buckle up your seats. Why do you need to buckle up your seats? Stein has created a mobile detention room--and to keep you from screwing up again, he’s going to scare the lesson into you. He pulls lever and spins out on his rolling chair, with your chairs now propelled forward on a tether after him, smashing through the wall of the detention room and into the hallway. You speed down the hall, you do a sharp turn at the corner, you probably run over Hero along the way, you head down the stairs and bounce up and down each step. You just avoid the Kishin’s Shrine. You head back up to the spires of the DWMA, where you’re just hanging over them before you descend down! 

How do you avoid dying? …I haven’t thought that far through this. Maybe Gen has a new drone to haul you up. Maybe Granny ropes you up and swings you back with her incredible weight. Maybe at the bottom Tezca opens a mirror that sends you into the Death Room, where an animatronic Lord Death greets you and asks you to enjoy the rest of your visit--before asking you to sign a waiver so he doesn’t get sued. You exit out the Death Room and through the guillotines before ending up in a gift shop. 

One Children’s Ride: Patty’s Carousel of Nutty Animals

It’s a children’s carousel, only the animals in it look like something Patty would draw and design, including ones that are mythological and incredible. Instead of trying to catch the ring, you have to aim to crack the giraffe’s neck. And as much as I loathe Fire Force, it is not as if you can’t pull from designs from Vulcan’s taxidermy to really amp up how creepy-cute the animal designs are--or even strongly hint that Patty did use taxidermy to make the animals you’re riding, to Kid and Liz’s disgust. 

Merchandise

There has been plenty of Soul Eater merch over the years, so enough of that can be sold or made again to sell here. You’d have the typical anime fan stuff: figures, shirts, cosplay outfit kits, replicas of weapons, plushies. 

But what can be sold here that is not available anywhere else in the world? Just having “special edition” keychains, shirts, food, and other merch is kind of disappointing. 

Or, since this is an entire city, maybe the merchandise is just stuff you would typically buy in Death City? Soul buys albums, so maybe there is just a regular music store there. You can have loads of bookstores, maybe even literal libraries--with lessons on how to properly use a book as a lethal weapon. Maybe expensive speciality shops to “forge” your own weapon? 

Or is the point of the merch here supposed to be about unique activities, not tangible products? Do you have Tsubaki doing a cooking class, only to be interrupted by Black Star? Kid trying to teach painting--only to get disrupted by his insistence on symmetry? 

One Last Thing: Immersion and Cosplay

One other detail I’ll add: since this is unrealistic and more about being “the sky’s the limit,” you would have guests encouraged to show up in cosplay and act out who they want to be as a meister or a weapon. I am not worrying about security having to check the replicas of weapons being brought in, people hiding their identities in their outfits--this is not about realism, this is just imagining what could be if all things were ideal. 

Thoughts? 

So, those are my quick ideas for a Soul Eater theme park. Which rides would you put in your version? Let me know in comments or reblogs. 

[blackbloodteeth]

121 Soul ideas (Pt. 2)

Second half of the newer idea prompts I had stored for the March of Madness event. You can find the first half over here.

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61. Billy Goats Gruff AU, where Soul is just a troll who tolls the bridge, and Maka, Black☆Star, and Kid are simply boating to get to school down the river. Soul often follows the same routine of waking up, going fishing, and looking after the bridge, who he had been employed to by Medusa in exchange for being able to live there. When Maka ends up showing up alone and learns more about Soul after just talking to him, he eventually tires of tolling the three of them and lets them pass by for free. This leads to trouble when Medusa decides to raise the fee or he'll be evicted, making it too expensive for them to pass through safely. Now being his friend however, they help Soul move to somewhere better (and probably shove Medusa into the river), and help him go to school too. Trolls have always been feared for looking brutish, but he's never been more accepted now in his new group of friends.

62. Advent Children-inspired AU where Giriko was one of Soul’s ancient ancestors and is now trying to take him over due to his infected blood, eventually turning him into the One-Winged Angel.

63. Soul ends up being turned into a squirrel, and is now jammed between another squirrel being attracted to him and the local carnivores wanting to eat him. If you know, you know.

64. Post-canon AU where Soul and Maka have been pining for each other for a long while, but because Maka's working up the courage to finally convey her feelings to him ends up getting misinterpreted as her wanting to end their partnership for good (as Soul is still Kid's main death scythe), Soul in turn accidentally makes Maka think he doesn't like her back when he tries to tell her he's accepting of her decision. After both of them struggle with panic attacks and a fraying wavelength connection, Kid has had enough and decides to be the middle man to get them both to work through their misunderstanding.

65. During an assignment, Soul gets possessed by the spirit of nature dwelling there, and uncontrollably lashes out.

66. Soul and Maka get “arrested” by Spirit for trespassing in the woods (more just for going where he doesn’t like), and while Maka is outside the car arguing with Spirit, the sun is setting and Soul starts turning into a werewolf in the backseat.

67. DWMA hosts a scavenger hunt around campus, but because it was set up by Stein, things get progressively more tricky as it goes.

68. Soul and Maka are two different Vtuber streamers who unknowingly meet in real life.

69. The gang goes to a theme park and Soul wears a shark onesie to make things memorable, however he is secretly internally struggling with not being sure when to propose to Maka. Antics ensue over the trip, and eventually it leads to an accidental double-proposal between the two of them. Probably Soul Eater post-canon.

70. Soul gets abducted by an alien version of Wes and his exploration crew, where they prank about probing him but are only really scanning him normally to discover Earth's eco-diversity. Alien Soul was allowed to join on the expedition but he's not actually a part of the crew, and ends up freeing human Soul out of frustration and escaping with him to see Earth for himself.

71. Despite being the "Last Death Scythe" and many wanting to hear his story, Soul has refused any and all interviews for years, until a mousy woman who's dead-set on finally getting the scoop ends up convincing him to let her have a one-on-one.

72. I've always been intrigued by a Shape of Water AU despite never seeing the movie. Obviously Soul would be some kind of aquatic humanoid, but I also thought it would be fun to play with having World of Horror inspirations where Maka slowly turns into a fish person.

73. Based on an old story outline I made many years ago, where in this case Soul would be an orphaned satyr that lives in the woods and ends up wandering into human territory, finding and meeting Maka inside a library. In the original version the deer child had a strange necklace and a small bird friend, and he had been noticing the woods being steadily chopped down, eventually leading to the humans being attacked by the creatures of the woods out of wrath and the deer child being killed in the skirmish, but I kind of like the idea of a more simple and lighthearted story. Maybe I'll revisit either version someday, who knows.

74. Wes ends up Kishinizing (perhaps spontaneously) and Soul faces him alone to try to talk him out of leveling the entire city, however Wes wants Soul to be as free as he is and tampers with Soul's Black Blood, making it grow out of control.

75. Soul has started acting weird lately, and eventually he climbs up somewhere high and doesn't move before he begins to shed out of his body like a cicada.

76. An idea I call The Dark Woods Anthology. It contains multiple stories that seemingly don't connect at first until the reader starts to notice that each character is being picked off one by one. It becomes especially obvious when during Soul's story he is actually aware of what's happening (no one else is able to remember, and his behaviour is quietly foreshadowed in the background) and has been trying to get everyone out, however the Dark Woods comes to claim him too.

77. One-shot idea I had that also would've had art, but I hadn't gotten around to it. In the art piece it shows Soul, who is a Darkrai, looking up at the Soul Eater moon with the text "This world… It's strange." In the one-shot, it then follows up with him jumping down and finding a young Maka asleep in her bed. He makes sure she's not having any bad dreams before he sets off to find where this world's Soul is, as he needs him to be able to return home to his own world. It isn't mentioned, but because Soul wasn't born in Death City, Darkrai Soul ends up stuck looking for him for years.

78. A story idea I call the Midwestern Blues, which is a lighthearted slice of life with a side of strange happenings. It of course takes place in Midwestern America, and features a Soul who has frequent nosebleeds, a Maka who seems to somehow always be in all of his classes, and an urban legend about the corn field clowns that may or may not be true.

79. When Maka finds Soul is gone from his room but still hears his piano playing, his door then suddenly turns into the Black Room door and she ends up walking inside, surprising Soul in the middle of his song.

80. Naruto AU. Soul is secretly a fox (in reference to the manga's pilot) but still has a demon inside of him that turns him into a beast if it starts to leak out. Tsubaki takes Sasuke's role, who is focused on avenging her clan from her brother. And Maka is like Sakura in that she is fiery spirited and her hair turns pink when she gets worked up, while also having an arc about getting stronger much sooner in the story.

81. In parallel to early in the series where Maka had burned her hands, Soul ends up burning his hands pretty badly and often needs Maka's help doing things while he heals.

82. Soul has a secret, but turns out so does Maka. Initially thought of Soul having webbed fingers and toes in reference to what inspired this, but the base premise works well regardless.

83. Soul is a half-demon who enters a church to atone for something unspecified, and willingly inflicts pouring holy water on himself, which due to his nature only burns him. The church goers are freaked out by him and view him as a monster, but the head priest welcomes him in with open arms, as he sees that Soul is lost and not malicious.

84. Older one-shot idea where Soul ends up turned into a rabbit by a witch, with his instincts taking over as the witch then sends her hound after him. He's constantly running and hiding from both the hound and Maka, until eventually she manages to approach him slowly right as the hound finds him as well.

85. Reader-insert story in the style of a dating sim where Soul is one of the romantic options, however things steadily grow more strange with his off-putting behaviour. The twist turns out to be that he's trapped inside this medium by something else, and is just wanting to escape and get back to Maka.

86. When Soul becomes weakened and loses his appetite, Maka searches for something to help cure him.

87. Soul moves to Death City, but has to disguise himself as a woman to live there. It's not really an issue as he found a way to physically transform his appearance, he just lives on the edge of being found out and the daily absurdity of the city.

88. A dark Jekyll and Hyde AU, where the Black Blood causes Soul to struggle with a dark version of him that is steadily taking him over more and more.

89. A light Jekyll and Hyde AU, where after a keyword is said, Soul will turn into a fuzzy monster with an uncontrollable desire to fight crime.

90. Soul and Maka adopt a puppy.

91. Soul is secretly a half-monster that has to sleep in the bathtub so his skin doesn’t dry out, and contact with water changes his form to be less human. Him and Maka discover someone like him is plotting to flood Death City and change it forever.

92. Soul is a necromancer in a world where all witches and sorcerers have to use different sets of rules for their magic, and his is to only speak through rhyme (including rhyming off of what other people are saying). Maka starts getting sucked into his rule-set and must use her knowledge of poetry to defeat him. He mostly uses monster and animal bones, and has a bone instrument.

93. Soul takes Maka along for a test ride on an upgrade to his bike that allows him to easily traverse the sands of the desert, however he ends up sucked into a pit and gets taken to an ancient ruin filled with giant ants.

94. Soul has been living like a rat in the homes of giant monsters. Maka is half-monster so she is larger than usual but instead of eating him or capturing him, her curiosity leads to wanting to befriend him.

95. The Wall: Having been discovered as a weapon in the side of the US that demonizes weapons, he risks everything by stealing his brother’s ID and riding towards the wall that splits the country so he can make it to the other side of freedom.

96. Soul is a kid who finds out he’s a weapon and decides to trek to Death City himself with just his wits and a bag a McDonalds' cheeseburgers.

97. Soul is a standoffish guy who believes in intensive self-discipline because wanting something too much makes his beastly ape form come out, however despite how hard he’s worked to control it, everything starts to crumble when Maka enters his life.

98. Soul and Maka got abducted and end up paired together as an experiment, however because they’re both weapon and meister they use their newfound ability to escape and trek through the magically corrupted environment together to find civilization again.

99. Before modern era. Soul is a demon weapon without actually understanding what he is, but uses his power to sneak off into the night and eat the souls of people up to no good. While the tales of what he does has spread through where he lives, no one knows his secret, until Maka shows up and threatens to expose it when he can’t shake her off his tail when he flees after taking another criminal down.

100. After Soul gets injured to the point most of his body gets destroyed, he’s put in a machine that will let him regenerate it back, but it’ll take a long while as he sleeps throughout it. Through their connection, however, Maka is able to enter his dreams and the two frequently communicate with each other there as he heals.

101. Soul sits on the roof of a tall building after a scathing review with critics judging his new music composition as "unoriginal" and "a mess," and he decides then and there that it’s time for a career change.

102. After him and his friends are invited to a formal get-together, Soul smells something wrong without really knowing what it is and learns that his tea was poisoned.

103. Based on a game I saw once. Soul crashes his bike(?) on the way to see Wes in the hospital, and while trying to repair it, he finds out that whatever made him veer off the road is still lurking in the woods with him.

104. Amnesia (video game) AU. Soul gets separated while the Black Blood returns due to saving his life and the ensuing amnesia it causes because of this.

105. Where the Wild Things Are AU. Soul became king of the beasts when he was a kid, but instead of returning home he continued living there, growing up as one of them. He has political tensions between the witches and DWMA, and is one day visited by Maka who uncovers his weapon heritage.

106. Soul is offered a deal that he will know every language but can’t use English anymore, which he immediately accepts. He makes it work.

107. Soul gets hired as a nightguard at an old Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria establishment, which turns out to be him having done so to investigate the missing children’s case many years after they occurred.

108. Another FNaF AU. A young Maka sneaks into the back curtain to find Foxy, which contains the soul of Soul, who is friendly to her.

109. Soul is a scruffy dandelion that travels on the wind but can’t ever escape Oni, who is a much prettier-looking flower. Maka finds both growing in her garden (as Soul frequently regenerates) and finds Soul to be rude and standoffish, while Oni is a smooth talker and tricks her into being more approachable. This leads to trouble when Oni spreads across town, putting Soul and everyone else in danger.

110. Soul and Maka are gate guardians that take the form of hound-like creatures. Maka tells truths while Soul tells lies, but after tiring of someone trying to bruteforce their way through the password process, Soul hits 'em with the “I tell lies.”

111. Soul is a shapeshifting fox with multiple tails who people want to capture for his magic. Maka is a mouse-like college student who ends up finding his true form, and a rock that for some reason can talk like a person.

112. Soul and Maka come across another person who had been attacked and infected by Crona. This was originally an idea I had with an AU version of my characters, where the infectee ended up really sick and his partner, who has some precognitive abilities, is really defensive of them "starting a fight" with him. The two end up accepting help from DWMA though (partly because they're homeless teens), and the infectee's partner ends up realizing Medusa is the witch that was there during the attack.

113. Soul was raised by his aunt, and thus had never really met his direct family, so he doesn't find out he has a brother until he goes to DWMA and discovers another weapon like him there.

114. Old writing idea of mine. While Maka is working through her cafe night shift, she notices a man in a plague doctor mask sitting outside in the rain by himself.

115. Soul is a gravekeeper who ignores the gossip and rumours about him, and doesn't mind the occasional ghost or spirit. One night, however, something in the wind gives him an usual feeling that something's about to happen.

116. Soul is a solitary man, born with ram horns, that people call a sheep wolf because he also has sharp teeth. Maka meets him and finds out about his horns.

117. Soul gets infected with the "cuddle bug."

118. Soul who was cursed to have a magnificent wizard’s beard. He’s not even old.

119. Post-canon idea where on a whim, Soul and Maka decide to cross some things off their bucket list after getting some time off.

120. Soul has gotten much better at cooking than when he had started out, and him and Maka end up packing each other’s lunches.

121. One-shot idea where Soul's mother used to sing the Hush, Little Baby rhyme to him when he was kid, and when it reaches the line about buying a looking glass, the memory cuts back to the present with him staring into a bathroom mirror.

[bachiranyan]

...so i've been thinking,

Blue Lock x Soul Eater au.

Now. I'm not too sure how many still remember Soul Eater but I do. So of course I'm going to merge my current favourite piece of media with one of my all time favourites.

This is going to be quite long for me...and filled with headcanons.

(Very slight Spoilers?)

Fusion summary:

Isagi was definitely not a stand out student on the first day. No skills. No name. Nada. There were 300 students trying for the EAT class and Isagi was not going to make it by himself. Most others already fit the Meister and Weapon criteria, so he's already behind by a landslide. He wasn't going to be left behind just because he doesn't have a weapon. So he charges into the Entry quest — The first 50 students to complete said quest will be eligible for the EAT class — without a weapon.

STARTING IN DEPTH WITH ISAGI!

Isagi Yoichi (Meister)

He is incredibly talented at matching soul wavelengths.

Only after entering DWMA was he able to train himself to see Souls. An ability he uses to his advantage to read his opponents during fights and look for any weaknesses.

He's quite the picky Meister at first, only being able to wield other weapons after Bachira was forcibly separated him after a mission failure.

He cannot do a Soul Resonance with any other weapon but his own partner, Bachira.

They achieved Soul Resonance in no time. Being able to hold the Witch hunter form with ease.

He's aiming to become one of the best Meisters in the world. A Meister capable of holding their own, even without a weapon.

Bachira Meguru (Weapon)

Super flexible and powerful weapon! But very picky with his Meisters.

He studied how the powerful Meisters fought and moved and decided he would rather not rely on a Meister who didn't have that potential.

His previous Meisters always said he was too heavy, light, uncomfortable etc. So he eventually gained a reputation of being a useless weapon. Until Isagi partners with him.

He joined DWMA to honour his mother, who was a DWMA alumni. She retired from hunting after a devastating mission which got her husband killed.

Didn't stop Bachira from studying to be a Deathscythe anyway.

At DWMA he meets Isagi who's fighting all alone. Weaponless, like a madman, and (almost) winning. He decides that he wants to help him. They're currently one of, if not, THE best weapon-meister duos there are in DWMA.

He may or may not have an actual monster inside him. (real, not clickbait)

Can and will always be able to hold a fight on his own. Making the most use of the fact that he has a weapon's soul and can be in, certain moments, incorporeal.

Mikage Reo(Weapon)

He is another highly flexible soul with a picky taste.

He has a very adaptable soul, so he's at some point able to recreate an opponent's weapon or skill with time.

Wasn't allowed to enroll in DWMA despite his apparent knack for being a weapon. So he goes and challenges the Entry quest to prove a point.

There, he meets(of course), his treasure. Nagi Seishiro.

Nagi who does not know what the hell is going on but is steadily defeating opponents like it's nothing. On his own.

Long story short, they partner up. They kick ass. They lose sight of each other's wavelengths and become incompatible. They make up and kick ass again. All in that order.

Nagi Seishiro (Meister)

Was casually just trespassing school grounds to get a pokemon when he gets attacked. Seriously.

So he does what a prodigy does and starts fighting back.

Nagi was born with the innate talent of being able to hit other people's souls with his own soul wavelength. So fighting on his own, is a walk in the park.

The problem is however, himself. Unfortunately. (Let's save Reonagi melodrama soul eater ver. for another day)

He really just needed a shelter above his head and edible food hence why he eventually agreed to enroll in DWMA with Reo. (Despite thinking fighting to become the best Meister and Deathscythe is apparently going to be a pain) (he does not think that anymore)

(if anyone has watched soul eater, i was thinking they'd fight like stein and spirit)

Others...

Uh . I did think of the others but I'm not sure how to flesh them out yet so here's what i think for now.

Rin, Meister

Sae, Weapon

Shidou, Weapon

Chigiri, Meister

Kunigami, Weapon

Barou, Weapon..? (Not sure yet)

I definitely have not thought of what kinds of weapons they are and who has different forms and such so... If anyone has ideas, 👀...

Aight, that's all for now!

Bye~

[maguro13-2]

Darkness Reborn ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Final Chapter PT. 13

Lain Iwakura : [humming while working on the machine]

[Phone ringing]

Lain Iwakura : [answer phone] Hello?

Duo Maxwell (via phone) : Hey, Lain. Can you hear me now? We're finally back in business!

[IDOLA Battle - Kenichi Tokoi]

Lain Iwakura : Duo! Thank goodness you're all right! I thought that you were destroyed in that explosion.

Duo Maxwell (via phone) : Sorry there, I had something to cut loose, maybe this isn't just your luck to beat up all those heartlesses once. Anyway, I finally got my wish for what you've given, my reunion of the Gundam Wing cast has arrived and we're kicking some heartless ass!

Lain Iwakura : That's wonderful, Duo! Good job on surviving the attack! Once tokyo is saved from those monsters, we can finally put an end to everything once it's settled! The other Gundam pilots are in alliance with you guys, make sure to stay safe in the battlefield I'll use my LAN link to gain access with the Kingdom Hearts data that Ansem the Wise left after his sacrifice! That'll buy us some time to get rid of those nasty heartlesses, once and for all! So will you come home for dinner tonight? I'm going to preparing a feast for your reunion.

Duo Maxwell : Right after the reunion of the guys.

Lain Iwakura : Okay then, darling. Stay strong! I know you can do this! [starts typing on the computer] If could use the Kingdom Hearts Data that Ansem the Wise gathered, I could use the power of light as weapon to get rid of the heartless. It'll be a piece of cake! I know that had my heart connecting to Duo's data and the Deathscythe data as well. I'm not the only one who is connected, we are more than one to connect the hearts is what data can do, but what data can't do. We are simple, we are always together...We are always connected! [hits enter button]

Duo Maxwell (via phone) : That's my girl!

Heero : So that's your lover's line? I can't believe that she said the whole thing!

Duo Maxwell : You said it, man!

Lain Iwakura (via phone) : Maxwell! I finally figured it out where the Heartlesses coming from, it's the same as the Shadow Realm. This code is in three letters, "D.T.D".

Duo Maxwell : D.T.D...I wonder if that's the abbreviation for some to be called...

Lain Iwakura (via phone) : It's called the Door to Darkness, it was Discovered by a cartoon mouse and he was the first one to enter it, but during the fight with the Seeker of Darkness, Ansem tried to regain the power of Darkness by granting his will from Kingdom Hearts, but then Mickey used the power of light to destroy the Seeker of Darkness, which turns out to be a Heartless.

Duo Maxwell : So that creep Xehanort is behind this little diversion of his! The Door to Darkness. It's that object that Ansem was talking about.

Lain Iwakura : Heh. So now were finally getting it! Shadow Realm might be equivalent to the Realm of Darkness, that's why the DWMA is getting the Heartless' attention to put an end to the Kusakabe Legacy, I guess those fools got what they deserve for lying to the whole world! This should really uncover the secrets of Soul Eater's whereabouts.

Duo Maxwell :Good, that's the kind that the world of Soul Eater would be exposed as a fake! All that insanity, all that Chaos, it was the heartless's doing! No it's Demon Vibe's that he wanted to rule over the Real World in Darkness! That's his responsibility to make the villains crave all of that death and destruction!

Heero : Enemy's laying down, we got them out of the park!

Trowa : Now let's see what happens when they mess with the real world! How the mighty world of Soul Eater has fallen!

Quatre : Not so tough for these guys, huh? Robots are way better than the demon weapons that are nothing but a pile of bones! Let's show them our Gundam spirit!

Wufei : It's now or never!

Heero : Communicate with heart and friendship!

Duo Maxwell : I'm gonna make the world to spread truth to Soul Eater's lies! And no one is going to get to the bottom of this mystery! Only us is going to expose them with truth!

Lain Iwakura : That's the spirit, Duo!

*Computer beep*

Lain Iwakura : Alright! The Kingdom Hearts data is completed! Now to put an end to this once and for all! Time for you Darksides eradicated with Kingdom Hearts' light! [types in keyboard] Finally! I've bee waiting for this moment to shine on! Once I hit the enter button we can finally manage to save Tokyo. How about it? It's what we think of the question.

Xigbar : I think you got the question there, little lady. Children aren't allow to be on computers without asking their parents for permission. But how about I give that permission slip to slide you in.

Lain Iwakura : Hey, I only authorized this thing and I have authority to technology and this is the opportunity that I needed for Duo to see this! Hmm? Hey, who are you? What are you're doing? H-Help! Duo! An intruder has came to this place and we have been breached! There's someone in the facility and I believe that I have been abducted by--[muffled and passes out]

Xigbar : Sleep tight, computer girl. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

"Meanwhile..."

Azusa Yumi : [exiting the aquatic center] I just don't get it! Why does it think it's so hard to understand the meaning of being hero, human or not? I just didn't get the fact that Dr.Stein is dead! Who's going to look after Oceania after I'm dead beat, and now the DWMA is finished and were through of it! (groans) I can't believe that I am forever stuck of going to be a business woman in Tokyo!

Marie Mjolnir : You think so? I guess without the DWMA, who's going to protect public order without us, weapons? and more importantly, where did you think that heartlesses would might come and attack us? Yeah, I do believe that I was able to bring our kind to it to think that the witches were the evils ones. Pffft! Guess we were wrong for that all along, the classification for Deathscythe was supposed to make us the elites, and I just realized that we've been used for influence on global religion and monopolize political power. Why didn't we think of that before!? 13 years ago, I had that break up with Dr. Stein because I didn't realize that he was actually a communist from soviet russia.

Azusa Yumi : The Nerves of some people. Anyways, I'll see you in a bit after we get the new girls for skinny dipping practice. [double presses button to unlock the car] *car beeping*

*DBZ SFX : LOUD EXPLOSION*

Azusa & Marie : WAAAAAH!!!

Azusa Yumi : What the F!? My car got blown up! Or was it something!? Who put's an explosive device that triggers the car's explosion!?

Marie Mjolnir : There's no way that something might happen to us! That's their reason to mess with us!

Azusa Yumi : Wait. Someone's coming out of the flames.

[the Thompson Sisters appears coming through the flames]

Azusa Yumi : You dirty motherf*ckers! What did you do this time!?

Marie Mjolnir : Wait, those horns and those tails...Those demon tails behind their backs!

Azusa Yumi : What!?

[Binary Domain Ost : Tsar Runner]

Marie Mjolnir : Azusa. Get back.

Azusa Yumi : Hmm? Why?

Marie Mjolnir : Those are not the Thompson sisters.

Thompson Sisters : [laughs evilly]

[Thompson sisters transforms into their true forms as Ink Demons]

Azusa Yumi : Okay, I understand that I take that back of what I said to them.

Marie Mjolnir : I knew that had to be the Ink Demons, the Inky People! there the ones responsible for the death of Dr. Stein! It's time that we need to fight back to these Soul Eater wannabes!

Azusa Yumi : We can't! Without the DWMA, the Demon Weapon power system has ceased to exist and we don't have the ability as weapons or death scythes! I've should've known the witches were that stupid to realize that using bones of another being would be really misguided to their personal cover ups.

Marie Mjolnir : No we're not! We don't have to become the weaapons, we have the ability to summon our own weapons, by using the power of Alchemy! [uses Alchemy to create a hammer] Good thing that this baby comes in handy!! Hey, Azusa! This what the Demon Weapon Secret ingredient was used, Alchemy has the power to create weapons and it sounds very creative if we use with our hands, We can borrow the Fullmetal Alchemist's power system to create our own weapons!

Azusa Yumi : That's sounds not a half bad idea! If we use Alchemy to create our weapons, we should stop these demons for real and that's exactly what Edward planned from the beginning. Promise that this is a very gift from Truth and there is a single pay that State Alchemists really wants!

Marie Mjolnir : Yeah! That's the ticket! Show them your spirit, Azusa! Show them what State Alchemists are really capable!

Azusa Yumi : Alrighty then! I'll give it a try! Here goes nothing! [uses Alchemy to create a crossbow gun] He-Hey! Not too shabby! I always wanted to do that! Looks like Alchemy still works and that's exactly what the author of FMA had to offer. Turns out the witches had been stealing Alchemy from the Dokeshi Shotaro the entire time and nobody noticed it. That's the taboo that they'll ever forget! Now then, You thinking what I'm thinking, Marie?

Marie Mjolnir : Yes, I am, Azusa. I've always wanted to be the hero of my own world. Now then let's go pay these demons a visit to hell! Come at me, demons! I won't hold anything back for you!

Azusa Yumi : I'll give you all something that I have, a lesson of kicking demon ass! You'll be out of the ballpark for real!

~ Ninety-Second Scene : The Man Named Xigbar ~

[favourite-character-competition]

Women who have wronged competition

What they did wrong (spoilers):

Medusa:1.for as far as ive watched the anime, she: Attempted omnicide, Endangerment (see crona), Conspiracy (against Lord Death), Espionage (infilfrated the DWMA), Treason (betrayed the DWMA), Child abuse (her kid crona), Psychological abuse (literally everyone), Torture (EVERYONE AGAIN), Possession, Brainwashing, Terrorism (tried to reawaken the kishin), Murder

Adelaide: 1.The plot of the film is basically a family fighting against another family that is an exact copy of them that's trying to murder them. The major spoiler and what Adelaide has done wrong is — she isn't the original Adelaide Wilson. She swapped spots with her copy, Red, who was the original Adelaide during their childhood at an amusement park. The fake Adelaide grew tired of living in the underground and choked the real Adelaide and pulled her into the underground to assume her life and live how she longed for.

[fanfictiondreamscape]

"Lord Death is my dad now. Sorry, Kid." - Meeting DTK’s Father HCs

Request: Hey! If that's okay could i request some headcanons for Lord Death acting as a father figure to Kid's s/o?

And maybe kid's s/o doesn't have a good relationship with their actual parents but as soon as Death started acting this way they're immediately like "okay you're my dad (in law!) now."

The whole thing is just-

Btw can you tag me once it's ready? Thanks!

Feel free to ignore if you're not comfy with it!!

Title: "Lord Death is my dad now. Sorry, Kid." - Meeting DTK’s Father HCs

Genre: fluffy, v e r y comedic, angst if you squint, and frankly a lil romantic at some points

Pairing: Death the Kid x GN!Reader

Notes: Okay, the second I saw this in my inbox, I was excited. Like, really excited.

Not only because of the meme included, (though that was one things that caught my attention, to be fair-) but also due to the request itself. I can totally see Lord Death doing this and Kid being so embarassed, and the whole gang clowning him for it- 

A whole treasure trove of ideas slapped me square in the face, and I really appreciate you for that! On another note, I decided to roll with headcanons, so I hope that’s alright. 

Do note that there will be some slight mentions of familial abuse/neglect, so proceed with caution if you wish to read it. 

That said, I hope you enjoy it! 

Below the cut!

being a student at the DWMA was a fun experience, just as much as it was dangerous

and you were most definitely more open than you were when you first started schooling

but most people chalked that up to meeting death the kid

you came in after the main group did, even after kid did, so you were to be guided around the school by someone.

you didn’t have a partner yet, but that would be soon to come, and it just happened to come to be by the end of the day.

normally, that itself would have been a milestone

but

you didn’t expect that lord death’s son would be the one to give you the guide

you had been instructed to arrive at 7 to pick up any information and ask any questions about protocols that were needed (a staff member met you outside) 

but were told that your tour would start at 8 am as opposed to when you were done with your questions

which was weird, until kid showed up and proclaimed happiness at seeing you there on time

it clicked then, and you had been intrigued since

its been a few years now, you had met the group and had gotten along with them and your partner did as well

but the thing that not a single person expected to happen (aside from certain teachers and staff, of course) was that you and kid got close

and closer

and closer

until liz caught on and called you both out in the middle of a basketball game in the park’s court

seriously, she shouted at the both of you

“kiss and get over the tension already!” to be exact

so you two did

on your second date- 

but yeah, that started the roller coaster ride that is called your relationship with death the kid

on a more serious note, though this was completely unexpected

the only reason you had a partner was because they were an old friend of yours and you both applied to the DWMA 

and got lucky enough that you two were accepted

so you two obviously collaborated when you ran into each other and eventually became a weapon and meister pair

but again, that was due to the bond you two had growing up

your parents never really reacted well around each other, and thus the relationship you wanted with the both of them never came

in fact, it twisted what you already had and now you refuse to contact them unless absolutely neccessary

really, you wanted something more meaningful with the both of them, but their approach to relationships, love, and life in general turned you away from anyone that you just...couldn’t trust 

and kid just so happened to understand your hesitance to speak on it, and respected it

(almost) everyone else tried to pry, but he didn’t

and the way that he handled it just felt...diffferent than the way others did

you respected it

and you knew he respected you and your boundaries as well

so yeah

that trust was the reason

it wasn’t until you had been brought to the death room with him to meet his father that you saw your chance

“heya, kiddo! who have you got here with you?”

“father, this is my partner, (y/n).”

“hello, lord death.”

he sounded super cheery, extremely far off from what you expected

but it wasn’t an unwelcome surprise

“just call me pops, kid!”

that moment was when it clicked

kid was deathly embarassed, but you?

yeah, you were basking in it

from that point forward, if you were to ever see lord death, you would always do things that you wanted to do with your parents

card games, stupid paintings, discussing stupid things

hell, he even managed to pull out images of kid as a baby when you had dropped in to bring something to him before you and kid actually began your date

that was a story lol

“(y/n), dear, i’m so sorry about him-”

“no, no, no, it’s fine, kid!”

“as fine as it may be, it was quite sudden and he is often like that...”

“i can tell, but really - it’s fine, kid.”

he sighed a sigh of relief

“...but you were an absolutely a d o r a b l e baby, y’know that?”

cue kid slamming his face into the table at the cafe you were currently at 

and that’s not all 

whenever lord death would drop by the gallows mansion, he would always be sure to ask about you you weren’t there

it honestly made kid a little jealous 

but it was all in good fun

kid knew of your family issues, so he knew what lord death was to you 

which made even more sense when you had to get something off your chest but you just couldn’t bring yourself to tell kid

your parents had tried to contact you, pestering you and ridiculing you for not coming over and not calling them to inform them of your state

you knew they didn’t really care, you knew they only wanted to mooch off your status as the partner to lord death’s son

it really rubbed you the wrong way, and you had to rant, kick, scream, and cry

but you didn’t want to burden kid with that

whether he would understand wasn’t what you were afraid of, rather it was burdening him

you knew that he would listen and do what he could possibly do to ease your tension

but you needed a nice card game and some tea to talk it over

so you went to lord death

(after checking if he was available, obviously) 

he was curious, admittedly, but no matter

why wouldn’t he welcome a student just wanting to talk?

especially considering that things were going as normal

(and that you were making kid happy anyway-) 

you went over, and he had already been doing some shuffling

tea wasn’t made, obviously

but you still came in

“ah, (y/n)! what brings you in, kiddo?”

you waved, slightly

“some family stuff. you don’t mind if i stay here and talk it out with you, do you?”

“of course not! let’s have a seat and then we can talk, hmm?”

you smiled slightly, nodding

“i’d like that.”

and so tea was brought in, cards were set up, and you began to play a multitude of card games 

you ranted, telling him of why you came here

(he suspected something was going on because most people that come in from out of town without their parents imply some indication of homesickness)

(you didn’t) 

how your parents were neglectful, failing to not only praise your achievements, but also failing to truly care for you

it was similar to matilda, to be frank

you even compared that movie to your life

your parents were greedy and materialistic

and you didn’t fall in with what they wanted

you could honestly care less about what they wanted from you at this point,

but the fact that they had called you and demanded - yes, D E M A N D E D - that you share the spoils of death the kid and lord death...

yikes

it tipped you over the edge

it was then that death saw what kid saw in you, the reason as to why he came to this point

not only were you respectful, intelligent, and highly capable

you were also extremely strong to endure that 

lord death let you scream, cry, even break a couple of objects that weren’t needed anymore to blow off steam

and once you were done, he gently patted your head and handed you the last cookie that was on the plate

“if you need to talk ever again, come on back. i’m here to help you, kiddo!”

you laughed brushing the nonexistent dirt off your pants before you thanked him

(and grabbed the cookie. obviously.) 

he was curious as to why you didn’t tell, kid, though...

you were walking out when he stopped you once more

“if i could ask, though, why didn’t you tell kiddo?”

you shrugged, making a face

“i don’t want to burden him. he’s already stressed out enough, i couldn’t do that to him.”

“oh, don’t worry about kid! i promise he’ll understand, (y/n).”

you nodded once more, thanked him once again, and left the death room.

and from that point forward, you and kid had lord death as your biggest fan.

on multiple occassions, you and death would team up to help kid

you both were cheering him on when blackstar wanted to challenge him to a fight to test his improvement

you were in there to tell him about the new progress you and your partner had made

but then maka had sent you a text saying that kid and blackstar were going at it

(yes, we’re gonna act like they have cell phones)

you giggled at it, told lord death, and then proceeded to watch from a window

after you told maka to access it, of course

when the image came up, you were both armed with pom-poms and confetti

kid balked and soul, the twins, as well as maka bust out laughing

(blackstar just shouted about how he was going to win and that you two should be supporting him lol)

that fight went well

(for kid) 

and the next day was spent playing basketball with the gang

it was there that you did the same thing

and who did the same thing when kid had reported progress?

of course, the one and only lord death! 

there were even a couple occassions that you would drop in with kid when he would go to report progress ‘

(or you, it happened both ways) 

that things would get sidetracked before the progress could be communicated,

and death would pull out something that kid loved when he was younger to show you

baby pictures, an old stuffed animal, some old drawings that he’d done

you loved it, lord death enjoyed it, and kid was perpetually embarrassed

(though he always knew it was all in good fun) 

he did have to admit that it made him really happy, though

he wasn’t sure if you would get along with his father considering the relationship you had with yours was far from ideal

but his worries proved false

it allowed comfort for the both of you,

and lord death really appreciated and respected you for helping kid come to terms with his OCD and help him when he would panic or simply require backup

and as for you? 

you had a lot of ammo to fire at kid if the time came for you to surprise him 

(read: lighthearted blackmail) 

and you also had a good source of information to reach out to when you were stumped for a gift 

all in all, it worked out perfectly

and, when it came time to either become a death scythe or get your weapon to becoming a death scythe

lord death had paired you, your partner, kid, and the twins altogether as a team

you not only managed to gain acclaim, but also a father that truly loves his child and a boyfriend that respects you and treats you as you both know you deserve to be treated

(plus the inside jokes that came from talking with death confuse kid often, so that’s another plus) 

- @dexpairs-blog​ - 

[kueruzu]

You like talking about AUs right? Would you perhaps be interested in talking about an AU in which Asura never became the kishin (or some other circumstance where he'd be around) and Kid got to grow up with a big brother? (This is of course with the idea that he doesn't become evil or anything)

For some reason I'm kind of obsessed with the idea of big brother Asura, I feel like the two of them would have a neat dynamic. Like, they both deal with similar issues (Asura's fear and Kid's order/symmetry) that I think they could relate on and it makes me wonder how they'd deal with each other if they were close.

Anyways speaking of AUs I also wanted to ask what your favorite AU idea is :) Love your blog btw

DON’T GET ME STARTED— FLUFFY BULLSHIZ IS MY FECKIN FAVORITE!

Asura & Death The Kid sibling headcanons:

Asura is born in a different way so he’ll never become a full shinigami technically. He has almost the same power as a full Shinigami but Lord Death didn’t die!

So he lives with Lord Death throughout the years and helps him run stuff. Eventually Lord Death thinks he should pass on his title properly and while he would love to give it to Asura, he can’t really do that if he’ll never be a proper shinigami.

He talks about it with Asura and he takes it surprisingly well and eventually Death the Kid comes to the scene and Asura is e c s t a t i c to have a younger sibling to teach and help.

When Kid is young, Asura stays with him at the mansion. Shinigami develop way quicker along with their abilities so by age 3 he’s super ahead most kids his age.

Asura keeps him from death and all that funky stuff as a toddler. They tend to have conversations that are the cutest.

“Why are you so tall?” “I’m older.” “Older? How can I be older?” “You can’t be older?” “Father says to never say can’t.” “K-Kid I can’t explain this well…”

When he starts school, Asura takes him to school. He walks him, makes his lunch, etc.

When Death gets too busy and Kid is older, Asura takes Kid out to have sibling outings. They go to the park and mess around on the jungle gym, Asura gently flicks him in the back of the head while calling him, “half-head” when passing by, he picks him up and makes fun of him in front of his friend, messes up his hair just to fuck with him, etc.

When Liz and Patty come into the picture and Kid doesn’t depend on him as much, Asura feels a bit deserted.

But the first time Kid has a whole panic and Liz nor Patty can’t help, Asura calms him down and his faith is restored in himself. He teaches Liz & Patty how to help more and they all become like a little family/found family.

When friends come over, Asura is a d i c k. He bullies Kid jokingly and pokes fun at his friends.

Asura is off-put by Maka and her chops that resemble his fathers.

Asura gets a long with Soul extremely well.

BlackStar confuses Asura by merely existing.

Tsubaki is the only one Asura has literally no preference of. Not because he can’t read her, but because he can read her personality too well and he doesn’t know what to do with it.

I may add more— But— That’s what I can think of for now—

AND ABOUT AUUUUUUU’SSSSSSS— I’m glad you asked.

I make AU’s— I love my AU’s— I have this au where Maka ends up betraying the DWMA and a bunch of bs happens but I have no discernible plot for it.

BUT MY FAVORITE IS MY MUSIC AU— I HAVE SO MUCH PLANNED BUT NO MOTIVATION TO WRITE FULL FICS— Like, it’s a modern au in a DWMA music school with the main cast as performing arts students.

Please, I am begging, give me motivation to write stuff for it. Or even ask for headcanons— I can even give a list of my random af aus—

[the-frozen-pheonix]

Let’s Talk the Rain Away, Today!

(Closed Rp with @c-a-m-e-ll-i-a)

It was raining. Hard. With a bit of nearly unnoticable snow. Freeze had had a bad day. His shoes were thoroughly soaked, his pants were freying at the bottom, and he was cold. He normally loved the cold, but not when it meany he was soaked in his clothes. He had not found much in the way of food, nor jobs, but at least he’d gotten lunch at the DWMA. He was now heading back to his tree house in the park he had decided to stay at. He was lucky enough to have found an umbrella forgotten by someone, and was dry for the time being.

“Today is a good day, tomorrow is a better day, so every body make way...” The male sung to himself, trying to raise his own spirits. He got so wrapped up in his singing, he didnt notice anyone around him. It wouldnt take but a small bump or noise to bring him back to reality though.

[soul-eater-screencaps]

[bittersweetsongbirdsworld]

When the last person stepped through the door, Yoongi simply flicked his wrist and the door shut behind the last person in. Everyone awed at this, their eyes even sparking as they watched Yoongi strut right up to the door. Pointing out his index finger and middle finger, a soft glow of a purple light shined at the end of Yoongi's fingers. Moving his hand swiftly, a bright purple symbol glows brighty as Yoongi continues to draw what seems to be his signature in thin air.

"I, shadow witch Min Yoongi, here by place a soul protect on this apartment so no meister can detect a single soul in this place of comfort," Yoongi says softly before there was a flash of light, the symbol almost burned into the doorway. It was a simple signature, a signature that only the witch Min Yoongi could write. The writing on the door glows a soft purple, the color so soft it had to be considered pastel.

Wiping his hands on his pants, Yoongi turned to face open mouths and wide eyes. He let out a shy chuckle before he was scratching at the back of his neck, a habit he picked up on when he found himself nervous. With flushed cheeks and a shy smile, Yoongi could only wish to curl in on himself and make himself smaller than he already was. He took in a deep breath before exhaling softly through his nose. He took a step back and let his eyes fall closed, his heart hammering against his chest, the palm of his hands beginning to sweat.

"Soul protect release." There was a sudden blast of magic, nothing too strong where it could knock anything cover, but it did send shivers down the other meister's spines. Only people who could wield weapons, the meisters, could see how big a human soul was. The poor weapons could only follow blindly as their meister's trembled at the sight of the strongest of souls.

Yoongi wasn't an exception either.

They watched as dark markings formed on Yoongi's arms, neck, and face, his once chocolate eyes turning to their soft pastel purple, the same color the symbol glows behind him. His hair changed as well, the left side of his hair turning as black as darkest of nights; the right side as white as freshly fallen snow.

Shadow like tattoos formed on the tops of his hands, his fingernails now longer, sharper, the nails even painted black. Shadow like tattoos formed on his neck, the tattoos even going up so far that they ended on his face, curling slightly, but not too noticeably. The marking were just as dark as the night sky on the darkest of nights, the black so black that Sangwoo was whining about wanting something that dark.

And the piercings, don't even get Jimin started on that. He had a septum piercing, a bridge piercing, a labret piercing, and an eyebrow piercing. Of course his ears were pierced as well, but Jimin found his eyes locked on the piercing that littered Yoongi's soft features. Even with all these changes, Yoongi was still Yoongi, the man Jimin fell for.

There was a long silence before it was completely shattered by everyone screaming, Yoongi even jumping back at how started he actually was. It wasn't screams of fright thought, it was screams of pure amusement and joy. They weren't scared of him, they even looked proud of Yoongi for finally getting comfortable in his own skin and showing them the real him. If it was just him and Jimin, Yoongi was sure there would have been a few stray tears.

"You look so badass, hyung!" Jeongguk yelled as he looked in awe, his eyes blow out wide as he smiled so, so, so brightly at him.

"The tattoos look amazing as well," both Sangwoo and Hoseok piped in at the same time. "Jinx! You own me a kiss on the lips!" They giggled some more before pressing a quick peck on each other's awaiting lips.

Namjoon was nodding his head in approval, a fond smile pulled at the corner of his lips as he held a finger up to his chin. He was admiring the tattoos, his eyes starting Yoongi down as if he was getting every last detail he could get.

Jin was smiling as well, but there was sadness behind the smile, his eyes dark and his shoulders slumped forward as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. All he could do was mutter out something that shook Yoongi to his very core.

"I'm so sorry, Yoongi."

Yoongi stood there frozen, his eyes blown out wide as he start deep into his hyung's eyes, pain and guilt swimming deep in those dark eyes of Jin. Yoongi maybe the witch there, but it felt as if Jin had cast a spell of him and Yoongi didn't have a single spell in his books to get him out of that one.

There was a gentle hand on his shoulder within seconds and Yoongi let the familiar perfume wash over him like a crashing wave. Jimin was always there for Yoongi, even when he didn't ask him to. He really was blessed with a caring weapon and caring friends. If he hadn't been paired up with Jimin, he honestly thinks he would have found himself six feet under thanks to the monsters the lerk deep within his mind. He really was lucky to have Park Jimin in his life.

"Why don't you show us all your witchy things, Yoongi hyung," Jimin smiles softly, the hand on Yoongi's shoulder tightening for just a second before he felt the same hand grab his own and entwine their fingers together. Safe and sound, something Yoongi was still getting use to still.

"Yes, let me show you my witchy wardrobe."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

A sound soul

Dwells within a sound mind

And a sound body

.

. .

. . .

The DWMA is was widely know around the world, even in Korea. Every child wanted to be either a weapon or a meister, but only a select few were blessed with such a golden opportunity. These students were admitted into the DWMA as soon as they could walk and talk, many of them not showing any signs of weapon form till years on. Yoongi was a meister, a scythe mister to be exact. How is he going to feel when he finds out there is only one in the school and the kid just so happens to be fucking annoying?

🖤 20/?

[soul-dwelling]

I dunno, its funny to me, I hate the SE manga ending, but atleast it had the guts to basically end the institution of "death scythes" and even the endless war between witches and the dwma - I mean it was rushed but still - while BNHA, a series about passing the torch, about the flaws of the old ways, had just minor gradualist reforms?

Maybe I was expecting too much lol

Question received August 3, 2024, answered August 4, 2024--the official publication date of the last My Hero Academia chapter. 

I think this has as much to do with real-world applications. It’s similar to the problem of whether you want gradual change in society or immediate change. Personally I get why some change is gradual for the sake of trial and error to see what works; I also think the United States needs a drastic leftward swing to counteract more than 40 years of rightwing regression, and that requires immediate fixes, not gradual changes to policing, social welfare, financial support and debt cancellation, federalization of industries and services, stronger support for labor unions, demilitarization, de-policing, shifting resources and services from police departments to non-police units, and drastic reforms to economics and industry to protect laborers and the environment. 

This is a work of fiction. I’m surprised Horikoshi insisted on grounding this in some sort of hyper-realism rather than just letting a happy ending exist. It’s the same problem I have had with the MCU ever since the first Iron Man: the insistence on “grounded in realism” means no magic, little sci-fi, no aliens--and then, boom, suddenly all this unrealistic stuff that clashes and leads to power scaling that is not believable and does not dig into how characters would act in a believable fashion. Horikoshi puts these characters into this setting--and their actions do not strike me as believable for what they would do. 

And I do not feel equipped right now to discuss how some of the changes we do see to society are handled. Shoji helped educate against bigotry--why won’t you show us how? Ochaco implemented better counseling in schools to help students with dangerous Quirks--why don’t you show us how? I am so tired of stories that skip past the bureaucratic community organizing--show me those steps. I know Parks and Recreation has its problems, but it was able to make stories out of the process of providing governmental services. I want to see process, even in my action-packed superhero story. 

But I reluctantly agree: at least Soul Eater showed a very obvious change to their society first with the pact with the witches and second with the elimination of any future Death Scythes, making sure to not just tell but show in the form of Kid’s humbling of himself to Mabaa, the witches showing up to save the DWMA members on the Moon, and Soul’s ceremony at the DWMA as the last death scythe. Where were the scenes in Chapter 430 showing Ochaco leading Quirk counseling? Give me another scene of Shoji engaging in anti-bigotry work outside of shaking hands with another mutant-type person. 

[dyde21]

please PLEASE if you have the time (no pressure im sorry im just excited) write a soul eater au or oneshot im crying ive waited my entire life for someone to mention it i love it so much anyways i love your fics/ ur writing is amazing xox ily again thank you

I hope this is what you want!

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“Percy! Get up, we have to leave for school.” 

Annabeth called out, cracking an egg into the bowl as she prepared some scrambled eggs.

Having been Percy’s partner for so long, she knew how slow he was to get moving in the morning.

Sure enough, a minute later her partner came wandering out of his room, yawning as he slunk into the bathroom and the shower turned on a moment later. 

Humming to herself, Annabeth finished serving up the two plates of breakfast and set the table as she started to eat her own meal, glad her partner had decided to actually get up responsibly today.

A few minutes later Percy wandered to their small table in their apartment, grabbing a piece of toast and eating it as he let out one last yawn. 

“I told you to dry off properly before eating, don’t drip everywhere.” Annabeth warned, narrowing her eyes at his freshly showered hair that was dripping his water down onto his shoulders and rolling off onto the floor. 

“No time, we’re going to be late.” He echoed her, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. 

Rolling her eyes, Annabeth just finished up her food and moved to the kitchen to wash her dishes. “Then let’s go.” 

She saw him scoop about half the plate into his mouth at once as he started washing his plate too while she finished putting her textbooks in her bag. 

“Annabeth?”

He asked, leaning around the corner as he put the plate in the drying rack.

“Hm?” She called, struggling with the zipper for a moment as she glanced back at him. 

“Thanks for breakfast, it was delicious.” He said with a warm smile. 

She felt her cheeks burn slightly as she looked away. “No problem.”

Soon they were off on their way to the academy, her arms wrapped around his waist as they rode on his motorcycle. 

They parked it in their usual spot, and made their way up to the large steps to the DWMA. 

When they got to the top, they heard a familiar argument. 

“Come on, you’re my partner.”

“That’s why I need to make sure you learn.”

“Just let me borrow them today!” 

“I said no.”

“If your meister fails, you’ll fail too.”

“You’re not going to fail.”

A familiar pair was standing there bickering. The blonde boy with his arms crossed as he watched his meister put on a puppy dog face. 

“I take it you didn’t study?” Annabeth asked, a small grin on her face.

Piper just scoffed. “I did most of the work! I just got a little distracted.”

Percy laughed at her. “You never learn, huh?”

The meister turned her attention to him. “Like you’re one to talk.” She countered, raising an eyebrow. “Did you steal Annabeth’s notes while she slept again?”

Whipping her head around, Annabeth glared at her partner. “You did that?”

Shrinking back, Percy raised his hands. “Once!” Before he turned back to Piper. “No, unlike some others, I actually learn from my mistakes.”

“Or I won’t give you dinner till you finish studying.”

“That too.”

Jason laughed. “That’s sad dude.”

Percy stepped up. “You say something, sparky?”

Jason shrugged. “I just think a weapon should be a little more responsible.”

“Annabeth is the genius in this partnership. I trust her completely, it’s my job to provide the strength. Something you could work on.”

This time Jason flinched slightly. “Oh?” He countered, squaring his shoulders. “You sure you wanna pick a fight so far from the ocean?”

A troublemaker smile crept across Percy’s face, and Annabeth sighed knowing what was happening.

“If I’m just fighting you I don’t need the ocean. I would have to make Piper find a new partner.”

“Try it, Jackson.”

Percy stepped back as he held out his arm. It glowed, and a moment later it was replaced a bronze sword blade from the elbow down.

Jason’s own arm as his own arm was replaced by the end of the spear. 

“Are they seriously at it again?” Hazel’s voice cut in as she walked up with Frank, who was happily eating a muffin.

“Unfortunately our idiots seem energetic this morning.” Piper complained as they watched the boy’s clash. 

Annabeth had her head in her hands. “Can we just get to class without a fight breaking out once?” She turned towards where Percy had just skidded back. “Percy, we’re going to be late. Hurry up. Or else.”

“Go on without me! I need to finish teaching him a lesson.” He replied as he spun, planting his foot in Jason’s stomach and swiping at him only to be met with the spear. 

Annabeth frowned, feeling her annoyance peak. She was not going to be late because her stupid partner had a rivalary with her best friend’s weapon. 

“Need help?” Another voice asked as Annabeth turned to see a pixie haired girl walk up with her partner who Annabeth was pretty sure wasn’t actually fully conscious. 

Scratching the back of her head, Annabeth sighed. “I’m not in the mood to deal with them. Can you break it up?” 

The cheery girl grinned, saluting. “On it! Tyler, you’re up.”

“Mmm..” Was the boy’s response, his eyes still shut as he yawned and took his partner’s hand. The boy glowed for a moment before his whole form shifted into a large bow.

“Soul Resonance!” Everyone took a step back as the girl took a step back into a stance, pulling the glowing bow string back to the full draw distance. The air around her was chilled, as an icy mist crept from the arrow.

Annabeth saw the girl take a deep breath, before she fired. 

Just as the boys landed, swinging towards each other, the arrow struck the ground between their feet before it exploded upwards into an icy pillar. Smoke erupted from the impact, and both of them flew backwards, sliding to a stop on the ground. 

Annabeth walked over to where Percy was, sitting up and rolling his shoulders. He was clearly about to start complaining about the interference until he saw Annabeth glaring down at him. 

“Stop picking fights with your friends.”

Percy looked up at her, opening his mouth to counter before he sighed and looked down and away. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to lose to him.”

Sighing, seeing his crestfallen expression Annabeth just reached down a hand.

He looked up at her hand, before shifting to her and giving her a soft smile.

“As long as I’m your meister, you won’t lose to anyone. I’ll make you the strongest weapon here.”

Percy took her hand, and stood up, still holding it for a moment. “Of course, I do have the best Meister after all.”

Glancing over, Annabeth saw Piper walking back with Jason, having given him back his glasses that had been knocked off.

The group was back together after a moment, Tyler resting his head on Ashe’s shoulder as he let out another yawn. “It’s too early for fighting.” He mumbled. 

“Come on.” Ashe muttered, tussling his hair, waving bye to the group before heading inside. 

Jason and Percy stared each other down for a moment, before Percy reached out a fist. Jason grinned and knocked knuckles with him. 

“Dude, you’re getting stronger.”

“Bro, you’re much faster now.” Percy countered.

Rolling her eyes as how her idiots could go from at each other's throats to a bromance in a matter of minutes Annabeth just ushered the group towards their class, having lost most of the time they had saved by heading over quickly.

When they finally got in to class, they walked over to where Leo and Calypso were sitting. Calypso had a small box of apple slices and peanut butter that Leo was currently eating out of as they chatted happily. “Hey guys.” Leo said, turning around and waving.

They all took their seat after a moment, the more studious ones already pulling out their notes. 

“Sup.” Annabeth turned her head around at the greeting, and Saw Reyna setting down a coffee as she put her bag down.

“Did you finish the essay?” Annabeth asked, noticing Percy slump down next to her and put his head down, already starting to doze off.\

Reyna nodded. “Yeah. Two days ago actually.”

Annabeth was impressed by her friend yet again. Reyna was the only autonomous weapon in their class. Even without a meister she was still able to fight on par with everyone else.

Across the classroom Annabeth saw Tyler and Ashe from earlier. Tyler was looking a lot like her partner, face down on the desk with his shoulders slowly rising and falling, while Ashe was running a hand through his hair gently, a soft smile on his face as she looked at him.

Grinning slightly, she turned back to the rest of her friends as she heard Hazel and Piper starting to discuss how their missions were going. 

A few minutes later their teacher entered the room, downing a coffee and tossing her backpack on her desk, which slid across it before falling off onto the ground. “Sup. Annabeth, Frank, Piper, and Calypso. Bring your team to Chiron’s office, you have a mission. The rest of you, pop quiz time.”

She said, motioning towards the door as their group looked between each other surprised. A group mission? It had been a while since they went on one of those together.

They all glanced between each other a bit, all thinking the same thing.

“Hurry up, or you’re taking the test too.” Thalia added.

They all hurried up and soon found themselves standing at the headmasters office. 

“Welcome students, you’re all doing well I assume?”

“Yes headmaster!” They all called out in chorus.

“It seems we’ve discovered creature well on it’s way to being a kishin. It’s evaded us for now, but we’ve narrowed it’s location down. We’re sending you out to deal with it now, before it grows in danger.”

Percy stepped up slightly. “All of us? I’m pretty sure Annabeth and I can take care of one monster.”

Annabeth stayed silent, but didn’t exactly disagree. She couldn’t be the best meister if she had to constantly rely on others to finish her own job.

“I appreciate your eagerness to prove yourself, young Perseus. But this monster should not be taken lightly. In fact, I'd rather not send students, but all of our death scythes are occupied at the moment.” 

A quiet fell over the group. They hadn’t heard their headmaster so serious in a long time. 

“Your mission is to locate, and destroy the monster. Above all, all of you are to return safely, am I understood?” 

“Yes sir!” They all replied, before making their way out of the room and towards the desk to get their travel info.

A few hours later and they were all assembled at the airport, waiting outside one of the terminals. They all had their one bag, and were chatting together as they waited to finally be able to board. Well, most of them aside from Percy and Annabeth who were huddled off to the side.

“I’m not flying there.” Percy said, crossing his arms. 

Reaching out gently, Annabeth rested her hand on his arm. “I know you don’t like flying, but we don’t have time to find another way. This creature is dangerous.”

Reaching up, he ran a hand through his hair. “I know! I know okay! But… flying isn’t cool. It’s too dangerous. I don’t want to die because I’m trapped in a tin can up in the sky.”

Glancing over, Annabeth saw the rest of the group looking over at them, both exasperated and concerned. They all knew about Percy’s… issues with flying. Which is why they usually took trains or boats when they could.

“Percy, we all have tickets, we’re going to fight a dangerous monster that is way more likely to kill us, and it’s a quick flight. We need you to come on.” 

The voice came over the intercom, letting them know that they were allowed to board now.

Percy took a few steps away from the plane. “You guys go, I’ll grab a train ticket and meet you there.” He countered.

“Percy!” Annabeth snapped, making him flinch. She knew he knew how outrageous he was being, but she could genuinely see the fear in his eyes. He had a crippling fear of flying, and Annabeth really didn’t want to force him to suffer through it.

“Come on, I promise you’ll be safe. I’m with you.” She reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it with hers gently.

He gave her a pained expression but nodded after a moment, and let her head him back.

The rest of the group was quiet as they boarded, even Jason wasn’t picking a fight with him. Percy just kept his eyes down at the floor, letting Annabeth lead him.

They all stowed their carry ons, and Percy had headphones in already. She could see how tense he was as he was clearly trying to pretend he didn’t exist for about two hours.

He had the music cranked up, and Annabeth could hear the songs from the earbuds.

Annabeth took a seat, and Piper leaned over the back of hers. “Is he going to be okay?” She asked, glancing over at her friend.

Sighing, Annabeth ran a hand through her hair. “Yeah, he will be. It’s just going to be a rough two hours.” Her voice dripping with concern. She really didn’t like seeing him like this, which is why she usually put up with slower travel when they could if it kept him out of the sky.

Piper gave him one last glance before she slid back into her seat.

Getting comfy in her seat, Annabeth saw his hands clenched tightly around the arm rests as the plane eventually started rumbling as it started to roll along the runway.

Reaching over, she nudged his hand, and he looked at her with wide panicked eyes. She managed to thread her fingers through his as she held his hand, and tried not to flinch with how tightly he was squeezing hers.

Eventually they reached cruising altitude and he seemed to relax, just a little. 

“Hey, you okay?” She asked eventually, leaning over and gently pulling an earbud out.

He forced a smile to his face. “Just peachy.”

Not wanting to call him out, she nodded. “We’re at cruising altitude now. We’ll start landing before long, it’s almost over.” 

He nodded, clearly trying to be nonchalant but she could see the relief in his eyes.

She stood up to go to the bathroom and was surprised to feel him suddenly grab her wrist, looking up at her with a worried expression. 

“I’m just going to the bathroom, I’ll be back in a moment.”

He nodded, releasing her hand and looking away, embarrassed at his own actions.

When Annabeth finally managed to make it back to her seat, Piper was sitting in her seat chatting with Percy who seemed to be grateful for the distraction. They caught her coming back, and Piper flashed her a subtle thumbs up before moving back a row to her own seat.

Taking her seat next to Percy again, he seemed a little less tense finally, at least until they hit a patch of turbulence that made Percy jump.

“We are hitting a small patch of turbulence, everyone please return to your seats and buckle yourself in.”

“Oh my God.” Percy complained, grabbing her hand again.

Annabeth bit back a smile, amused that her partner was so flustered over a common event. Meanwhile he would be fearless and laughing when charging monsters that wanted nothing more than to rip him to pieces.

Eventually Percy’s nightmare ended and the plane landed. The second they managed to get out of the airport, Percy was laughing loudly, throwing his hands up. 

“Let’s do this! Let’s kick this monster’s ass!” Hazel just hung back a few steps. “He certainly changed.”

Rolling her eyes, Annabeth shrugged. “I think he’s just happy to be on solid ground again. I’m glad though.” She confessed, a warm smile on her face at how happy he looked.

Noticing it had gone quiet, she glanced over to see Piper and Hazel both looking at her with a knowing smile.

“She’s so cute when it comes to Percy.” Piper offered.

“Indeed.” Hazel agreed.

Scoffing, she pushed ahead of them and ignored their giggles and her own burning cheeks as she caught up to Percy and started to go over the game plan with him.

"Okay, so we'll check into the hotel and then we'll go hunt him. He's mostly active at night so it'll be hard to track him down before then. We need to be ready, I haven't seen chiron act that serious in ages." 

Percy's gleeful smile faltered as his expression became serious. "Yeah, we need to be careful." 

They glanced at each other, both looking determined to keep the other safe. Before either of them could really say anything sappy, Leo launched forward and through his arms over both of their shoulders. "We'll be fine. It's nowhere near home so we can just let loose and not worry about damages." He teased with a snicker, until a hand gently hit the back of his head.

"Just because we wouldn't get in trouble doesn't mean that others wouldn't be inconvenienced." Calypso warned.

Leo just shrugged and withdrew his arms and walked forward. "He's out in the woods last I heard. Just some trees around. I promise not to start a forest fire." He said, giving a scouts salute.

The group continued to bicker and laugh as they made their way to the hotel and checked in.

After they swarmed a local cafe and ate their fill, the sun was finally setting and they all moved towards the outskirts of town. Now in their proper battle attire, the mood of the group was different from before.

Annabeth lead the group with Percy at her side, Jason and Piper were in the middle with Leo and Calypso while Frank and Hazel brought up the rear.

"Where's Ashe when you need her and her eagle eyes." Piper muttered, glancing around in the darkening forest. 

"Let me try. Percy." Annabeth said and held his hand.

"Soul resonance." Closing her eyes, Annabeth let her senses expand outwards. She could detect the wavelengths of her friends, a few small forest critters, and as she strained herself to reach the edges of her range she detected something… horrible. Her eyes snapped opened. "Northwest, about a mile!" 

Instantly the group took off into a run. It was game time.

As they closed the distance, they heard a loud roar and birds fluttered out of the nearby trees into the air.

As they broke into a clearing they saw what reminded her of a lumberjack. It was a large creature, resembling something that had once been a man but fur sprouted from him. There were tattered remains of flannel hanging around him and a massive woodcutter's axe was gripped in one hand, stained by what she could only assume was blood.

It turned to them, glowing red eyes as it let out another roar and tossed something towards them that it had had gripped in its hand. It crashed to the ground a few feet in front of them. With a gasp, Annabeth realized it had been a moose. It had looked like a fox in its hand, the creature was massive in the distance.

"Percy…" she started, reaching out her hand.

Percy took it again, before his whole form glowed. His weight shifted and a moment later she was left holding a large bronze sword. Swinging it a few times, his familiar weight was a comfort. Their wavelengths started to sync up as she felt her body grow light. They could do this.

"Get ready!" She called out.

Next to her Jason glowed before she formed into a large bronze spear. He appeared in Piper's hand, who spun him rapidly around her body a few times, the air crackling and making the air on the back of her neck stand up. 

Leo grinned and struck a pose before he started glowing as well. The glow wrapped itself around 

Calypso's arm as he formed into a mechanical, bicep length arm brace. Flames flickered up and down her arm as she flexed her fingers and arm.

Finally Hazel and Frank shared a smile as she glowed. A moment later she reformed into a beautiful Onyx bow as Frank opened his quiver.

Annabeth stepped forward, but the massive axe flew through the air, barely giving her time to duck before it impaled itself into the tree behind her, cleaving it in two. Barely able to keep her balance, she sprinted forward while it's weapon was away. What she failed to see in the dark was the chain hanging low that suddenly pulled taut as the axe came flying back from behind. 

"Annabeth!" Calypso called out as she leapt forward. Her arm glowed bright as she brought down a massive punch into the axe, spiking it into the ground a few feet behind Annabeth. 

"Thanks!" She called as she continued to rush forward while the beast tried to yank the axe free.

As Annabeth leaped up, it raised back both its fists in attack. Just then two arrows impaled themselves into the neck of the creature. It flinched enough for Annabeth to leave a slice down it's chest. Jumping back, Annabeth was horrified to see the wound was shallow. Just how tough was it?

It ripped the arrows out, snapping them in its massive palm, before it swept out with an arm and knocked Annabeth backwards.

"Annabeth!" Percy screamed but she scrambled to her feet. "I'm fine!"

It reaches forward as if it to grab her. 

The air felt charged and a moment later a spear impaled itself into its chest. It roared again as electricity arked out of the spear and through the beast. Piper launched after it, grabbing it and spinning around it once before kicking off it and flipping backwards gracefully and landing next to Annabeth.

"This thing is tough."

"You're telling me." Annabeth grumbled. A few more arrows shot through the air but they harmlessly stuck into the back of it's massive arm.

"Buy me a minute." Piper called as she sprinted to a nearby tree, hopping up and starting to climb the branches.

Annabeth dashed forward. "Caly! Right!" 

Annabeth rolled left as she slid under another swing and sliced upwards with Percy, leaving another all-too-shallow cut on its arm. Stepping forward and swinging with both hands, she managed to leave a gash on the side of it's leg and make it stumble.

Just then Calypso appeared from the right, another fiery punch connected to the side of it's head and sending it crashing to the ground.

"River! 100 yards to the west!"

Annabeth glanced back to Frank and Calypso, then back to Piper at the top of the tree. The beast was dangerous. They needed Annabeth's full strength to bring this thing down, which meant getting Percy to water.

"We can ma-" Annabeth's side exploded in pain as she rocketed across the field, the beast having swiped at her from the ground. She bounced once, gasping pain before sliding into a tree. Her vision was blurry and she struggled to get back air into her lungs. She was vaguely aware of Calypso and Frank launching an assault to distract it. It yanked on the chain again, tripping Calypso as the axe flew back to it. Annabeth struggled to her feet as she saw the beast launch the axe at her. She manages to dive out of the way, but it once again knocked the wind out of her. Percy was yelling at her to keep moving again, but her body was still hurting. She saw the chain resting over her get pulled taut. She realized what was about to happen but her knee gave out momentarily. She tried to raise Percy but knew she didn't have the strength to block the axe.

It flew towards her, and she braced herself. What she didn't expect was for a glow to appear and Percy to be next to her and tackling her down to knock her out of the way.

"Percy!" The scream tore from her throat. His body slumped over hers. She forced herself to sit up, and held Percy. His back was torn and blood was starting to leak out from it.

"He's hurt!" She called out.

The beast raised the axe again as if to throw it, but Calypso appeared, her whole form blazing. 

Her fist connected with the ace, sending it flying to the side out of it's grip. Just then they heard Frank and Hazel yell out in soul resonance, as a massive onyx arrow shot across the field. It pierced the chain, snapping it in half as it fell limp.

"Percy, can you change?"

Percy forced a smile to his face and nodded, changing into his sword form as Annabeth took off running. "Let's go!"

Her group followed behind her as she made her way towards the river as fast as she could. Water always strengthened Percy. His wavelength was unique to it, one of the things that had interested her about him first.

The beast roared and was following after them as trees crashed in the distance.

Mercifully, before long they heard the river and saw it through the trees. A tree sailed through the woods, but was slowed down and stopped by others.

Sliding into the river, Annabeth stabbed the sword into the river. She immediately felt his wavelength strengthen and spike.

"Get him in here!" She called out after a moment, as she focused on keeping her wavelength in sync with Percy's.

The beast came crashing out of the woods, swiping at Piper who narrowly flipped out of the way. Another massive onyx arrow collided into the beast's back, piercing into it as it stumbled towards the water.

"Let's do this Leo!" Calypso called out as Annabeth felt the temperature of the area spike upwards. "Soul Resonance!" Her arm glowed as it spread across her back and down her other arm. Slamming her fists together, flames erupted around her. She jumped up, and in a superman punch she punched the end of the arrow with a titanic blow, as the arrow lurched forward and pierced through the chest of beast as it stumbled forward and crashed into the water. 

"Percy! Now!" His response was pained, but powerful.

"Soul Resonance!"

Their wavelength spread out into the water as it vegan to swirl around the beast, faster and rougher as it began to tear at him and lock him in place. She breathed heavily as she focused on keeping control of so much water and fighting the struggling beast.

The final chorus was as Piper yelled out as well.

"Soul Resonance!" 

Jason's form grew as she stabbed downwards with him, into the top of the beast.

Annabeth hopped out of the water as a bolt of electricity struck from the sky to the spear, hitting it and arcing through the beast and water.

With out last pained gurgle, it roared before its form darkened and it exploded into a glowing red soul.

They all gathered on the shore, exhausted and out of breath.

Percy leaned against the Annabeth, tired. She checked his back, but the wound had already closed thankfully.

Piper walked over and handed Percy the soul. He looked at her, then at the others. "But…" 

Piper grinned. "You earned it this time. Besides, with this…" 

Percy saw the rest nod before he finally ate it.

"We're at ninety nine now."

Annabetb grinned at his partner. After all these years, they were finally almost there. She had almost made him into a death scythe.

They all just laughed and started heading back. Percy leaned on her a bit more, but she wasn't complaining. "You alright?"

"Yeah, just starving."

She grinned and hugged his side. "Let's get you some Pizza."

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I know I said I was on hiatus but I really wanted to get this posted! I had a lot of fun writing this one shot. I really need to rewatch Soul Eater soon!

[maguro13-2]

Shattered Hero Rekindle ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.15 ~

*At Hang Castle/Mystic Mansion*

[My Room by Hideaki Kobayashi]

Solva : Ara Ara. That was quite the warm up.

Seto : Man, saving the Big Apple was such a huge tough job.

*Captain America appears on monitor screen*

Captain America : Deathless, thank you for saving our town.

Seto : No need to thank me, I owe you.

Nick Fury : Thanks to your help, the enemy forces has been driven out of New York. The city is now heartless free from your brilliant efforts. If feel luck of visiting New York, why don't come to our town to have a little time at Central Park?

Seto : Nah, we're good at traveling at the world, Solva and I love being travelers around the world. But of course, if we feel lucky to visit New York, we can still able to track down on whatever's happening to Brooklyn.

Solva : Well, I'm sure they the people of Brooklyn are worried safe and sound, after all, they're just New Yorkers and anyone knows what's gonna happen to New York is that the place, will be in hot pursuit.

Captain America : Good. The avengers will continue on protecting the world from the evil menace that threatens the public. This is Captain America, signing out.

*signs out*

Seto : Well, guess that wraps up. Time to watch my favorite programs on TV. Of course, the sci-fi channel!

Solva : How about the romance channel, with a bowl of Saturday Morning Cereal.

Seto : That's Saturday only. Watching Soap operas is way too boring, but this will be good enough to take a break.

Egg Pawn Butler : Miss Seto, Miss Solva, welcome back. So how was your trip to New York.

Seto : Pretty great, it was great trip to the big apple.

Solva : Yeah, a little too great that we get to see Statue of Liberty, you can say that the skyline of a New York has changed alot since Master Grim visited that incident that became a holiday. I don't know why the humans would into conflicts in the modern day like that.

Seto : Beats me. It's because humanity has never been this arrogant than before, if only why we humans conflicted each other's kind and each other's race, it's because Xenophobia, so much hate, so much violence, that's how things happened in the modern day, to see what the country has in store for us while going to problematic reasons. I'm sure that we can forget that September incident, same goes to the Space Colony ARK that happened five years ago.

Egg Pawn Butler : Indeed. But Master Grim would like to see you in the throne room. Please, report to him, immediately.

*changes to the throne room*

Grim the Metal Sonic : Ahh, Seto, Solva. Welcome back, did you like your trip to the Big Apple?

Seto : I sure did, there's great food, great people, seeing a lot of culture, plus, we even get to meet superheroes that protects the town.

Grim the Metal Sonic : That's good. New York is one of the world's greatest cities that is know to men in the planet. Humans are interested in the big apple, while was I discovering some research onto that old workshop in Brooklyn, I discovered that Brooklyn was once home to a demon queen that has been imprisoned for around 70 years ago.

Seto : Ehh? The Demon Queen?

[Mistery by Seirou Okamoto]

Solva : Wait a sec, are you talking about the demon queen named Inky Albarn?

Seto : We might've seen her since she was mistaken as Maka Albarn, the girl that we used bring her here to the castle.

Grim the Metal Sonic : I discovered that one of the charlatan's staff members of the DWMA, was killed in plain sight. This man has been disguising himself as Franken Stein, the current teacher and meister of the DWMA.

Seto : I know who that guy was, he was Sammy Lawrence, he disguised himself as Maka's teacher so that he could look like the hero or the mad doctor himself.

Grim the Metal Sonic : Do you mean mad scientist? That's what Eggman used to call his grandfather like that. He taught him to be like one.

Seto : So much for a genius anyway, what's weirder that something happened at the incident last night?

Grim the Metal Sonic : Ah yes. There is some incidents happening at the museum and stole an artifact what appears to be the treasure chest. It was brought to the museum by treasure hunter Mizune.

Seto : Well, what brings us this thievery?

Grim the Metal Sonic : Why don't you speak for yourself?

*shows the news*

New Anchors : News Flash! There has been a break in at the museum last week. Earlier today, security footage discovered that the Prison of Dark Nebula, the ruler of the Underworld, has been stolen by an unknown masked winged suspect that was surely identified himself as the leader of the Meta Knights himself Meta Knight the masked knight and now Hero of Dreamland. The suspect was fleeing the scene, escaping with the treasure as police investigations are still undergoing. However, this particular Meta Knight that looks exactly is actually a counterpart from the Mirror world--

All : The Mirror World!?

Seto : What?! Someone broke into the museum and took the treasure of Dark Nebula! I can use my senses to find out who took the underworld ruler's prison. And I've known him about for two years.

Solva : Who can that be?

Seto : I know that mirror World-copycat is... It's Dark Meta Knight!

Solva : Dark Meta Knight!? Why on earth would he steal that treasure from the museum!

[Tension by TAI-HEY]

Seto : Tch! That Mirror World bastard, Dark Mind must've been behind all of this. That Mirror World counterpart of his is just another little pipsqueak, don't worry, I'll get him for good. So where can I find that little bugger?

Dark Meta Knight : You might wanna watch your back whatever you're saying to others.

Solva : Behind you!

[Dark Meta Knight's Theme plays]

Seto : You! Huuuut!

*WEAPONS CLANGING*

Seto : Aha!

Dark Meta Knight : You make a mockery out of me. So this is the famous Shinigami of Japan, Seto the deathless Blonde girl was it?

"DARK META KNGHT : Inhabitant of the Mirror World"

Seto : Dark Meta Knight! You're finally here! How on earth did you...

Dark Meta Knight : I once was defeated by the hands of that pink menace that was mistaken for invading our world two years ago. Is that what others can do for their selves?

Seto : I see! So you're the one who took Dark Nebula's prison!

Dark Meta Knight : You catch on quickly! You never thought of this before, how long were you able to catch your last breath on the battle field? But can you back that sh*t up?

*Weapons Clanging*

Seto : Leave Mizune's real family out of this! What's your deal on releasing Dark Nebula!?

Dark Meta Knight : The natural and ultimate resources from the powers of this everlasting Darkness that fuels within the hearts of all! But I find it simply that Drawcia had gave me a second reason, her relatives would be glad that she would be handling the situation with other people's problems. Unlike humans like you, I am a warrior serve vengeance on the pink puff that shattered my ass!

*Weapons Clanging*

Dark Meta Knight : Doriyaaa!

*CLANG*

Seto : You want revenge for yourself just because Kirby kicked your ass for getting in your way of saving the world!? But Mirror World Kirby was only helping on eradicating Dark Mind and foiling plans, Dark Mind is dead! He was a tyrant for trying to corrupt the Mirror World, but what did you expected on getting revenge.

Dark Meta Knight : Simple, the only way to get exactly my revenge is kill the pink puff that once defeated in the past, and now I swerve with justice and might to take down the hero of dreamland once and for all!

Seto : Why you...!

*Weapons Clanging*

Solva : ...Yamero...Yamero...!

Grim the Metal Sonic : Solva, what's wrong?

Seto : Solva! Daijobudesu ka!?

Dark Meta Knight : Hmph!

*SMASH*

Seto : Augh!

*THUD!*

Solva : Yamete...Yamete kudasai...!

Grim the Metal Sonic : Solva! No need to control your temper. Stay focus!

Seto : Solva! Hang in there!

*DMK points his sword at her*

Dark Meta Knight : Now then, to sir with justice on beating my ass from the childish hero that defeated me in battle, I shall take the life away from others and put the blame on everything that you heroes are worth the enemies that I've done for. Finally, justice and vegeance shall be mine! DIE!

Seto : NGHHH!!!

Solva : ....Yamete Kudasai! *takes off her choker collar

Grim the Metal Sonic : Solva, no!

Dark Meta Knight : Hmph! You think that would work? Nice try, but that wouldn't even work if only that choker collar that she took off her neck would make her go--

Solva : (sadistically) HA-HA!

*Gunshot*

Dark Meta Knight : Uwah! *his sword is flung out of his hand*

Seto : Solva! How did you do that! I owe you one!

Solva : ....

Seto : Solva?

Dark Meta Knight : Wait a minute, the choker collar, when the choker collar that has taken off, this girl's personality was in a state of a cute and innocent girl, but when she takes it off, that means...

Solva : *sadistically* At long last, I'm finally off that leash of your's, Seto...But for now...This is where the real fun begins!

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Seto : Looks like she just find herself wild!

[Vitrifaction Fire by Michiru Yamane]

Solva : *sadistically* I told you, If I was a cute and innocent girl, just become I'm innocent, doesn't mean I'm a vicious cold blooded killer who wanted to be that much to a threat to you? You're just asking for it, don't ya?

Dark Meta Knight : What is going on here? How is this possible!? I never imagined that this would be the girl's hidden personality that has been sealed within her mind for over a year.

Seto : You don't remember. Solva was not queen of the predators, she was the Angel of Death himself. Back a long time ago.

*flashback*

Seto : Master. I have brought Solva along with me.

Grim the Metal Sonic : Good, Seto. Who is this young girl that you may speak of?

Seto : Her name was Solva, she's the girl that I met, we used to be friends together at school until realize that she has a personality that kept herself hidden.

Grim the Metal Sonic : But what at fine costs of it.

Seto : You see, back when men tried to treat as the victim, Solva unleashed her sadistic personality because she's not even heartless, she's a sadist, she treats men back and humiliate them with pain and suffering. But nobody would even control, not even heart, but to seal away that personality, I obtained a special necklace that will control of Solva's personalities and it will control her own self.

Grim the Metal Sonic : She'll become a fine servant to the Gods of Death, all mortals shall bear witness their true suffering, it pleases me that this girl named Solva is one killing machine, the Gods called her the Angel of Death. You two we'll get along and she'll be a great cook in our residence.

*flashes back to the present*

Grim the Metal Sonic : I get it now. Solva was that girl who has been destroying people's lives by tormenting men who treated her unfairly, but despite being the false victim, she unleashed that personality to fight back and punish those who dares to torture her. Humans are so gullible to make stupidity and their wrongdoings. They are such an arrogant race, not too greedy, but a foolish race of how they are.

Solva : *sadistically* When I had the chance of meeting Seto in the first place, I should've despised these people after I was punished by the Death Gods for my crimes, and now with those crimes. But thankfully, since crime was never my master. But thanks to you, Master, I would be happy enough to be a great hero...Unlike anyone in the future, there will be no one to make suffer anymore.

Seto : Solva....

Solva : *Sadistically* As of your reward for treating me kindly, I will reward you a gift of my very own. *Kisses Seto on the Mouth*

Seto : *heart shaped eyes*

Solva : *sadistically* She's mine now...But I won't make you take her life away and I have no business of taking your actions about revenge and justice. So you're nothing a but a whining little winged bastard like you really are. I'm sorry, visitor from the Mirror World, but your time is up. What should I deal with you first!

*pulls out a Cleaver*

Solva : *sadistically* How about give you a once of a lifetime meal? *licks on the cleaver* I've been prepared to cook as a great housewife, just to make you...dinner.

Dark Meta Knight : You thought of this before, let me show you something, I am not even the real Dark Meta Knight, I am a copy to kill Kirby! And there is nothing that you can--!

*throws cleaver at Dark Meta Knight!*

Dark Meta Knight : *gags in pain* You...You! C...Curse...You!!!

Solva : *sadistically* Grazi, you are very welcome, you little winged runt!

Dark Metal Knight : *begins to break* No...But my revenge...I...I need revenge....Why can't I kill Kirby...Why didn't I beg Shadow Kirby for vengeance on the Mirror World! Curse you, Dark Mind! You haven't seen the last of me!

*Dark Meta Knight explodes+screams for his death*

*Heartless Emblem drops*

Solva : *Sadistically* Look at you. You thought revenge was the answer to humanity's problem? But the only problem is revenge does serve with justice, but it is a dish best served cold to get your little slimy hands off my dear Seto. Hope you'll like living in Hell for all eternity! Well now...My work here is done.*puts choker back on*

*FWOOSH*

Seto : ....?

Solva : (noramlly) *moans+holds head* Oi, what happened? Was there someone in my head? Where did I eventually get that personality?Must've had a short-term memory loss.

Seto : Apparently, that personality of yours was a sadistic woman who bent killing those treated you as a victim.

Solva : Hey, I remember. That personality was me of a cold-blooded criminal that I was punished by the Gods. That necklace you gave me was a Choker that made me regain control of personalities, like my sadistic one that was sealed you made me wore it around my neck.

Seto : True, which is why you did a fine job on saving my life.

Solva : I did? I did! Thanks, Seto! You're so sweet! So that Dark Meta Knight that fella that stole the Prison of Dark Nebula, was a fake?

Seto : This was not the real the Dark Meta Knight, it's only a copy of the original, a heartless copy. Ansem made a vengeful one. All it can do is corrupt people's hearts and minds that allows others to do their own desires that does something bad to them. Guess that means it's gonna happen in 12 years to find out.

Solva : So the real Dark Meta Knight, is alive?

Seto : Probably. Hmm? What's that on the floor?

Solva : That's the heartless emblem, ain't it? I see, what's going on? Someone sent that faker to destroy us. But who could've done that.

Dark Nebula : Really? Then why don't you ask somebody that I was the one sent the copy to end your pitiful lies. You're gonna do it my way.

Seto : Huh? Hey, what the-!?

Solva : Oh no! What!?

[Echo Night - Beyond OST : Track 7]

Seto : Grim! Help!

Solva : Help, Master!

Grim the Metal Sonic : Seto! Solva!

*Sonic Sfx : Chaos Control*

Grim the Metal Sonic : No...I don't believe this. Dark Nebula, he has been freed from his prison. But who? How can this be?! Who would release Dark Nebula from his imprisonment?

"So, the Pseudo Ruler of the Underworld has finally been freed"

"The Galaxy will much be in danger when he unleashes darkness"

"So now...What will fate have overcome the undoing of this threat?"

"You're gonna get it now, or my name isn't Rosalina!"

~ Level 14 : Revenge of a Warrior

[dr-rylie-fenton-blog]

Hello!

Hi, I’m Doctor Rylie Fenton! I’m a seventeen year old graduate of Phantom University of the Sciences in Amity Park, Illinois. I’m the daughter of Danny and Sam Fenton, granddaughter of Doctor Madeline Fenton and Jack Fenton. My main interest is ectobiology, which is what my doctorate is in. I’m also a meister at the DWMA. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them!