Mistakenly believed to be dead, a handful of intrepid longfic writers were conned into signing a blood pact, sworn to update some quality Soul Eater fanfic and release them during the summer solstice. Please get hype and spread the word, the time has come.
It had been obvious as soon as Maka walked over to put a hand on his shoulder – as soon as her side of the link flared into life and steadied his heart rate, smoothed over his seething thoughts, forced him into stillness – that she wanted Soul calm. In fairness, he understood: her brothers weren’t exactly won over, and they’d present a real problem if they decided he was a threat. Maka not wanting to have to defuse a situation where the people she cared most for in the world were trying to kill the person currently responsible for keeping her alive went without saying.
genre: fantasy rating: T+ read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
She doesn’t need the reminder and she tamps down on her gut desire to protest. He’s her partner, whatever else they might be, and his concern is genuine. She lets her hands drift until they’re snug against Soul’s lower back in an almost-hug. “I’ll try to stay in the dressing room between sets. No unnecessary chances, I promise.”
genre: crime/romance rating: M read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
Maka let out a deep sigh. This was already a mess ready to snowball into traumatizing her not-quite soon-to-be sister-in-law. “Aria,” she said, trying to keep her voice placid. “I know this seems—strange. But those are friends, and my boss, and I need to take this if it’s okay?”
“Is that Maka?” “Shhhhh!”
“Your boss—and friends—are in the mirror?”
“My boss and friends are in the mirror,” Maka confirmed.
genre: family/romance rating: T read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
Mistakenly believed to be dead, a handful of intrepid longfic writers were conned into signing a blood pact, sworn to update some quality Soul Eater fanfic and release them during the summer solstice. Please get hype and spread the word, the time has come.
It had been obvious as soon as Maka walked over to put a hand on his shoulder – as soon as her side of the link flared into life and steadied his heart rate, smoothed over his seething thoughts, forced him into stillness – that she wanted Soul calm. In fairness, he understood: her brothers weren’t exactly won over, and they’d present a real problem if they decided he was a threat. Maka not wanting to have to defuse a situation where the people she cared most for in the world were trying to kill the person currently responsible for keeping her alive went without saying.
genre: fantasy rating: T+ read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
She doesn’t need the reminder and she tamps down on her gut desire to protest. He’s her partner, whatever else they might be, and his concern is genuine. She lets her hands drift until they’re snug against Soul’s lower back in an almost-hug. “I’ll try to stay in the dressing room between sets. No unnecessary chances, I promise.”
genre: crime/romance rating: M read the latest chapter here: [ao3]
Mistakenly believed to be dead, a handful of intrepid longfic writers were conned into signing a blood pact, sworn to update some quality Soul Eater fanfic and release them during the summer solstice. Please get hype and spread the word, the time has come.
It had been obvious as soon as Maka walked over to put a hand on his shoulder – as soon as her side of the link flared into life and steadied his heart rate, smoothed over his seething thoughts, forced him into stillness – that she wanted Soul calm. In fairness, he understood: her brothers weren’t exactly won over, and they’d present a real problem if they decided he was a threat. Maka not wanting to have to defuse a situation where the people she cared most for in the world were trying to kill the person currently responsible for keeping her alive went without saying.
genre: fantasy rating: T+ read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
She doesn’t need the reminder and she tamps down on her gut desire to protest. He’s her partner, whatever else they might be, and his concern is genuine. She lets her hands drift until they’re snug against Soul’s lower back in an almost-hug. “I’ll try to stay in the dressing room between sets. No unnecessary chances, I promise.”
genre: crime/romance rating: M read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
Maka let out a deep sigh. This was already a mess ready to snowball into traumatizing her not-quite soon-to-be sister-in-law. “Aria,” she said, trying to keep her voice placid. “I know this seems—strange. But those are friends, and my boss, and I need to take this if it’s okay?”
“Is that Maka?” “Shhhhh!”
“Your boss—and friends—are in the mirror?”
“My boss and friends are in the mirror,” Maka confirmed.
genre: family/romance rating: T read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
The rules: Go to page seven of your WIP and go to the seventh line. Share seven sentences and tag seven more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
well uhhhh this got embarrassing really quick. this is from the next installment of the quantum entanglement (warcraft anime trash) fic (1, 2, 3) that STILL doesn’t have a name. NSFW under the cut???
Mind gradually, grudgingly, drifting instead to the impossible universe in which ReaperMan looks over her shoulder at him with sultry lashes (but he doesn’t know if she’s in makeup or wigs or oversized hoodies or Chun Li hair buns, rapidly switching among all these dizzying, incongruous versions of her because her eyes burn him in every one), sliding around in his lap as he watches his body disappearing into hers, some more of that liquid fire moonshine pouring in his ears and making him lose his cool.
He presses his lips together, sighing long and languid through the nose. Now he’s getting somewhere.
“You sound bored. What’s the plan, today?”
Soul freezes with a hand outstretched to his desk drawer where he keeps the lube, the horrific realization that he hadn’t turned off his mic settling over his skin with a cold sweat. Carefully pauses the vid, praying Reaper (or anyone else, for that matter) hadn’t heard anything else loud enough to trigger the microphone.
man i’m still stoked. AND TWO OUT OF THREE WERE SOUL EATER, we friggen rock. thank you for your support too! for reviewing and voting, and also for promoting– i really think that’s how so many of us were in the top 10% (and also for being excellent, of course)
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