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]
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