SoMa Fanfic - Blood Lust by cturcz1234, literature
Literature
SoMa Fanfic - Blood Lust
The size was enormous nothing short of amazing. Trees reached up to the skies with their tall, leafless branches; setting the mood. The bright, smiling, bloody moon shone through the partly-cloudy midnight sky. The only sound to be heard was that of a near-by owl and the crunching of fallen leaves and sticks as they walked the long, old stone path towards the great, towering mansion; though it seemed more like a castle. But this wasn't the type of castle you'd find a prince and princess having their tea party in.
No this was a castle of vampires.
The group of weapons and meisters approached the gigantic structure. A feeli
SoMa Week 2014 - ROOMMATES - A door away by FallenAngelGM, literature
Literature
SoMa Week 2014 - ROOMMATES - A door away
Soul Eater - SoMa Week Fanfiction 01 - A DOOR AWAY
Damn, that feeling again… After all these years, all we went through, I guess I knew it was bound to happen. After all, she is the coolest meister in the world. And now at 18 years old, I thought of her as something much cooler.
And I can’t even tell her that.
I mean, I can, but… not in the way I truly want to.
I went out to do the groceries. It was my turn. And since I had a motorcycle, it was way easier. Actually, it was her turn. But honestly, I’ve been quite restless around her, and the more time I was around her, the more I was uneasy. Back then, she was cut
Trade Your Tears For Smiles by XxScarletxRosexX, literature
Literature
Trade Your Tears For Smiles
Envision... a pin drop to the floor, immense sensitivity ringing through your ears. How to express such feelings closed into mere impossibility to comprehend like a quarried young cornered by her hunter; jumbled. A typhoon spun her in a vortex of emotions, each taking turns to slap across her face.
She quivered. she bit her lip.
What was she to do but aimlessly stare at a vortex of eternal white. For a moment, she imagined being swallowed by it, in reality she hoped it would happen. Warm liquid oozed down her cheeks and her lips returned to its shuddering state. She heard a muffled jingle from her coat pocket and dug her hand to meet the co
Haze
Her fingers dug into the dirt in desperation as her eyes searched through the fog clouding around her. Where had he slid off to? "Soul!" Her voice was rasp as she breathed in the dust and the pattering sounds of the kishin egg whipped passed her from behind. She looked over her shoulder, saw nothing in the mist and looked forward again.
The thick haze had appeared before they set out to find this evil soul. The weather had been murky in this area from what they heard because of the close proximity of the sea to its shores. The clouds hung low and covered the land so thickly that Maka had a hard time spotting out her enemy even from ten
SoMa drabbles - Snowflake by Narusaku1357, literature
Literature
SoMa drabbles - Snowflake
Snowflake
It never snowed in Death City, so it was a refreshing feeling when they went to another country on an Extra-Curricular Assignment during the winter. Snow always reminded her of her Partner's hair. In his white coat, he nearly blended in with the stark colored background as his white hair swayed in the icy breeze. Normally he brought a thick black snow coat when they traveled to blizzard infested lands, but he had recently lost it somewhere in the laundry and there wasn't a chance he would find it before they had to leave.
"It's cold as fuck out here." Soul hissed, nearly sneezing his brains out from the intensity of it.
Maka lean
SoMa drabbles - Restless by Narusaku1357, literature
Literature
SoMa drabbles - Restless
Restless
He found himself tossing and turning through most of his nights after the incident with Chrona and the Black Blood. Soul rested a hand against his chest as if it could relieve the pain he felt deep within himself and maybe it could lull him to sleep if he closed his eyes and thought about what he did with Maka that day. He told himself, whenever he stressed over the scar and the foreign blood running through his system, that if weren't for his sacrifice, Maka would be dead.
Maka was in the other room, sound asleep, probably dreaming about books with wings, and it was all because he protected her.
Normally, thinking about that help
SoMa drabbles - Accusation by Narusaku1357, literature
Literature
SoMa drabbles - Accusation
Accusation
It never mattered what the situation called for, if there was someone to blame, her blazing emerald eyes were turned at him. Sure, half the time it was his fault that something like that would come up, but he was pretty sure the other half was all on Black*Star or her sorry excuse for a Father, Spirit.
"I can't believe you." Maka slammed the book down on the dining table as a warning shot and Soul sprung up in the chair. That had been too close to his head for comfort. "You must have lost it in the laundry! It was my favorite skirt too."
Soul scowled and turned to look away from her. "It's just a skirt, so what?" The way her eye
SoMa drabbles - Beginning by Narusaku1357, literature
Literature
SoMa drabbles - Beginning
Beginning
In the beginning, Soul had issues deep beneath the skin and hidden behind melancholy eyes. He was born and raised in a Family famously known for being artistically talented in playing the musical instrument. His Parents were well known and respected for this talent, as well as his Grandparents before them. His Brother Wes was raised to play the violin while the youngest in the Family spent his childhood slaving away over the ivory keys of a piano. The only reason why he agreed to keep playing was because he wanted to get better and one day be as respected and loved as his older Brother and Parents.
In the beginning, Soul really be