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]
“Could always say no. Don’t particularly wanna make you go, if you’d rather not.”
Before she truly absorbed everything he’d said, she was already blurting, “You couldn’t make me do anything, don’t get ahead of yourself.”
genre: western/romance rating: T+, future M read the latest chapter here: [ao3][ffn]
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With love, -the #soulstice squad
the noise in the night is gonna get a little louder, baby
resbang 2017 fanmix for the Wayward Souls series: Acts I & 2 [Act 1: pacts] [Act 2: allies]
Spirited away by the supernatural, Wes Evans has been missing for five years. Soul, teamed up with huntress Maka Albarn, has been trying to track him down, but a routine job turns devastating when his partner dies. Soul makes a desperate deal to bring her back, but the price is high and the stakes are even higher with both new and old enemies on the rise – the both of them will need the help of many allies, both human and otherwise, to save Wes, and each other. [Supernatural Series AU]
Pairing: Soul/Maka, various minor pairings Rating: M Warnings: Violence, Blood, Gore, Language, Minor Character Death, Dream-world suicide, PTSD, Psychologically distressing situations
@jaded-envy has written a monster of a Supernatural AU this year, and I hope that these tunes will make the experience that much more gritty, bloody, spooky, and badass. Find more about it here and here. @thefishywitchy was another great partner in crime, and you can check out their badass artworks here.
I also did a slew of other artwork, including the cover art for this mix. You can find all that here.
Anyway, pretty proud of this one. Vague southern-gothic vibes, rock, blues, harmonicas, ghosts, shrieking strings, rib-shaking bass riffs, and ripping the jaws of death apart to live another day.
Spirited away by the supernatural, Wes Evans has been missing for five years. Soul, teamed up with huntress Maka Albarn, has been trying to track him down, but a routine job turns devastating when his partner dies. Soul makes a desperate deal to bring her back, but the price is high and the stakes are even higher with both new and old enemies on the rise – the both of them will need the help of many allies, both human and otherwise, to save Wes, and each other. [Supernatural Series AU]
Pairing: Soul/Maka, various minor pairings Rating: M Warnings: Violence, Blood, Gore, Language, Minor Character Death, Dream-world suicide, PTSD, Psychologically distressing situations
Hi, I was lucky enough to be one of the artists for @jaded-envy‘s resbang. I guess the secret theme this year was cards, because a bunch of us resbangers had similar ideas rofl. Kind of an inspirational mash up between card captor sakura and these tarot summoning cards from FF type-0. Everything apart from the card frames and sigils was done in Photoshop CS6; frames and sigils were lined in SAI.
Anyway i have six more cards planned, which will be released when jaded finishes Part III of the series, so please look forward.
You can find all of the artwork in nearly almost full res [they’re very bode]: here
Summary: Melody is the only daughter of Maka and Soul Evans. She has struggled with feelings of bitterness and loss, and the unwanted pity of her peers, since Soul supposedly walked out when she was a child. But when she secretly witnesses her father’s brief return eight years later, she learns that he may not have abandoned her after all–and that he may be in grave danger. Confused, intrigued, and sick of living with a “broken” family, Melody enlists the help of her partner and her mother’s old friends to find out the truth, and bring her father home for good.
Pairing: Gen
Rating: R
Warnings: Language, family drama/dysfunction, abandonment, descriptions of depression, mild blood, and blackmail, intense scenes of violence, kidnapping/hostage situation
any and all feedback appreciated. this one was a Ride for me, and i hope it shows.
Part six_Shower
Though not on the official roster, Blackheart is allowed to listen in on the raiding channel, waiting outside the dungeon as a reserve. As a result, the guild is self-conscious and extra loud tonight, joking around between trash pulls in an unspoken attempt to show the warlock how cool raiding with Spartoi is. The effort is laughably transparent, but it still makes for a good night. Mostly.
“Eater, what’s your chest size?” asks Reaper, and Soul promptly loses track of his DPS rotation, pausing mid-nacho-chew.
“Whaugh?” he garbles.
HungRung answers with, “A-cup,” to which both text and voice chat swell with obligatory waves of heckling spam. “I mean, he wouldn’t give me a test drive, but I have confidence in my craft.”
After a bout of furious chewing, Soul replies, “I hate you. Why are you even popular?”
“I’m an A-cup and I hate both of you,” says Reaper. “I meant in inches.”
Soul resists an enormously stupid urge to touch his own chest out of curiosity. “Why the fuck do you need this right this second? Or ever?” And couldn’t she have phrased that in literally any other way to spare what little peace he can get in the guild?
“I can tank this guy one-handed,” she boasts, her desk reverberating with the usual keyboard mutilation. “So I can design cosplays at the same time.”
Death isn’t impressed. “Either pay attention, or learn to generate more threat one-handed, I don’t care which. If we’re not in Phase Three in the next twelve seconds, I am raid-kicking all of you.”
“Urhg, fiiiine.”
“Also,” Soul says, “I would like to point out that if I asked you for your measurements, you would punch me through the internet.”
Over Reaper’s undignified squawking, BlackStar announces like refereeing a foul, “Double standards! Minus fifty DKP!”
“Half the people in this raid don’t even know what DKP is,” Reaper replies, sour. “Anyway, they were measurements for the plugsuit, okay? AX is coming up!”
Soul leans back in his chair and clamps a hand over his eyes with a groan. Nevermind that he still doesn’t know what a plugsuit is because he’s too afraid to Google it, but–
“The what??” says Rung on the edge of a laugh. “Does this have somethin’ to do with that huge bag of dildos? Because if so, I–”
“What is it with this guild and dildos?” ShadowStag mumbles.
part-time recluse 