As the title says, a collection of short stories I thought up regarding Chrona and Maka's relationship, both platonically and romantically (though mostly the latter).

High school is a tough time for everyone, and the students of Death City High School are no exception. Some things in life would be so much easier with plastic hearts... Oh no, not another high school AU! SoMa, TsuStar, Kirona, some KidLiz, some PattyKilik

Kid doesn't want to doubt his father, but after the Kishen's release Kid can't help but wonder if there's other things Lord Death is hiding. With help from Chrona, the two uncover what dark secrets pitted Shinigami and witches against one another. Can their budding relationship survive the growing madness that threatens the world? Kid/Fem!Chrona (2020 Edit).

A chaste kiss on his cheek, an innocent hand on the small of her back, then it slowly became a game of chicken to see which one of them would finally lead the other away from the party.

Eve and her twin brothers join the DWMA with the hopes of capturing 99 souls and a witch's soul in order for the twins to become Death Scythes, as per her father's wish. The three develop friendships with various EAT students along the road (with some romance being added to it)

It's been a year since Maka defeated the Kishin. A year since Chrona had nearly died for her. A year since she'd confessed. A year since he'd rejected her. But so much more remains unspoken and soon, it will all be settled.

Maka loved her mother. And she made it clear each time her father tried to see her that there was no room left for him in her heart. It was in Spirit's nature to hold on to hope, but the hard truth was that since the divorce...he had been well and truly alone. Except for the bottle, of course.

He remembered the blow. He remembered pain along the whole of his blade, shudders jarring the steel all the way to the end of the handle in his meister's grasp. He remembered being released as his soul cried out in agony, falling and spinning haphazardly. And he remembered a feral scream, feeling the crackle of electricity in the air before everything went dark.

5 years after the defeat of Asura, the world knows peace. But a new group threatens to overturn the world order. Stealing the medallions which hold the madness of the gods themselves; can our heroes defeat this group of villains? Or will the world be forced to adopt the image of a new Pantheon of gods? Follows the manga canon, also includes OC's.

Cuando Kid le preguntó si quería pasar su celo con él, Crona no pudo evitar sentirse perdida y nerviosa. [Omegaverse] [Post-canon]

This story takes place after the defeat of the Kishin Asura, but with his defeat and his madness dispersing a new threat emerges from the ashes of the nightmares. Will this new threat destroy everything the D.W.M.A. stands for? Or will a new force rise against this deadly and destructive evil? Only time will tell as rumors of a new Demon Sword begin flood Death City.

"Will you remember me, after I'm gone?" "What?" Stein listens to the familiar way the response is voiced. Timbre high, breathy, with the final consonant punctuated just enough to add weight to the question. He can read the weapon's thoughts in that single word. What does he mean by 'gone? Why will he be gone? And the meaning that grounds Stein to the moment the most—don't go.

Over their time together, Maka and Soul and quarreled and fought, but they always come back to each other, their bond stronger than before. They attack and fight as one, always thinking of the other more. The perfect pair, the perfect couple.

It's been a while since Death the Kid brought the human and witch worlds together under the banner of peace. Now, witches are living in Death City, and his colleagues are making their own contributions to his academy's roster. But even Crona-sama can't contain Asura's madness of fear forever. (Strong language, OCs, and violence await you. Set in the manga universe's future.)

The wild west. A place of rugged beauty and daring adventures. A place where romance is free to roam and love and bravery are as vast as the endless Texas sky.

Spirit had never paid too much attention to the study of souls. It came up often enough—especially partnering with someone so unique—that his soul was average and that he had nothing outwardly special about him. It was this knowledge that had Spirit confused and alert one night when suddenly he was startled from deep slumber as beyond a shadow of a doubt, he sensed a powerful soul.

"I want you to take the next several days off." "What?" Lord Death stared at him. "That's it?" The Grim Reaper cocked his head again. "You feel you are deserving of some sort of punishment for Death Scythe's condition." "He could have died because of me. I failed him as a meister." Lord Death inclined his head slightly. "You are no longer his meister."

Maka considers therapy while Soul can't sleep but BlackStar can't keep up. Rated M for later chapters.

Usually, Soul would have ignored Spirit's weirdness and overprotectiveness over his daughter or maybe would have teased the man until he was a weeping mess on the floor. However, he was tired and exhausted and frankly, he's had enough. So he decided to finish off Maka's clown-of-a-father with the killing blow.

We know what happens when souls go down the wrong path, but that raises a huge question. What happens when a Meister abuses their authority, and commits crimes using their Death Weapon? That's where my friends and I come in. My name is Special Agent Meister Joseph Reagan, Academy Criminal Investigative Bureau. This is my story.

A dump for any written work in the Soul Eater Post "world" (You figure out the "canon" if there is any) - also give me props for the pun

Crona, having been saved by Maka Albarn, finds himself unable to express his true feelings to the one he loves. Unable to be his ideal self. And yet, a gift from a stranger may change all of that. Contains or will contain Muscle Growth, Cock Growth, Mind Alteration, Age Progression, Futanari, Incest, Lactating, Yaoi, Yuri.

Nunca pensó terminar vestida de uniforme naranja, con un número bordado tras la espalda etiquetándola tan fríamente. —Prisionero 370, está sentenciada… a casarse con él —. Ella estaba asustada pero tenía que sobrevivir.

Hi I'm Death the Kid but you can call me Kid. I am on a Duty to Stalk Crona to see what their plan is after all Crona is a Child of the most wanted Witch name Medusa. My Father put me on this Special Mission and for that I will make him proud and found out about that disgusting creature plan to destroy the academy along with their mother Medusa (btw Crona is a Girl on this story)

Soul was nineteen when he got custody of his niece. His brother's baby was only a year old when her parent's died in a car crash. It was hard, but he had Maka by his side and then, six years had passed. Then Maka said she needed to talk. He could hear the blood rush in his ears as he tried to comprehend what he had just heard. He opened his mouth in slowly to respond. "You're..."