A sound soul dwells within a sound mind, and a sound body. This is something all Meisters and Weapons of the DWMA understand. Two young men however find themselves on the doorsteps of this prestigious school, two young men who know these ways. But perhaps, they have their own story to tell. This is the story of brothers Ichabod and Crane, and their journey through the souls.

In stories the girl gets rescued and then the hero gets everything he ever wanted, but when Black Star finds a DWMA girl close to death life isn't that simple. Someone forgot to tell him that to everyone else, the Star Clan are monsters. (Half-Kishen Black Star AU)

AU/OC. Looser based. Just writing because it makes me happy and I love the characters.

A terrible discovery about their lives shatters Kid and Maka. Can their broken hearts be put back together? Liz and Soul will try. Sequel to "Life Lessons" and features the entire cast. The rating will go up as the story progresses. Cross-posted under the same author/name on Archive of Our Own, where I can also post photos, links, and more mature content!

Disgraced and grieving after the loss of her meister five years ago, Auriel Saint is given two options: accept a new partner and rehabilitate herself as a death scythe or be stripped of her power. Death reveals the mad Dr. Franken Stein as her new meister and their new partnership is already rocky. Will Auriel's grief enhance Stein's madness, or will these two heal each other?

Maka cree que tiene buenos modales, Soul no. Después de todo, si asisten al evento exclusivo de los Evans es necesario que Maka sepa cuál es la cucharilla para el postre y que no debe de tomar el tenedor como si fuera un bolígrafo. -No Maka, no puedes lanzarme un libro porque encuentras todo esto ridículo. -Dame eso, es sólo una cena con tu estirada familia.

The DWMA was created to protect humanity from the forces of evil, such as evil spirits, kishens, and witches. But what would happen if one of the evils they’re meant to destroy, was within their ranks for good? I do now own Soul Eater. Co-Written by Mr. Hardcor3.

A mostly plotless, completely self-indulgent romp through a pairing I used to (and still do) love to pieces. I've forgotten more than I remember about the cannon, so I made some stuff up. This is just for fun, and to ease me back into writing for the sheer pleasure of it. I hope you enjoy reading this little, slightly smutty, rather cheesy, probably way too OOC SOMA adventure.

following the events of her graduating and leaving dwma for a few other missions, Grimoire, the daughter of lord death and friends return to the school as teachers and see the new generation of meisters and weapons. the adventures begin again. (the events take place after the events of the anime and manga with a few changes)

Few years post Kishin Soul and Maka have grown distant. Soul hides a dangerous secret, a demonic influence that threatens them both. Their strained relationship, marked by secrecy and resentment. As Soul confronts his demons, both literal and emotional, he realizes the true depth of his feelings for Maka and the sacrifices he must make to protect her but will that be enough?

A celebration for the 20th anniversary of Soul Eater launching in the heart of spooky season. This will be a collection of short stories that I write for Soul Eater. I invite anyone who reads this or who still considers themself a die hard fan like me share their favorite SE stories or pairings or just what you love about the series.

It's at sixteen years old Soul decides maybe kisses aren't stupid.

Everything about him feels right down to the bone. Kissing him, wielding him, hanging out with him all feel completely natural, as if it was the world's order for them to be together. But they don't even know each other.

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

In order to save Kid from the book of Eibon, Soul and his friends must traverse the realms of the seven deadly sins without losing themselves along the way. Secrets come to light they'd rather keep hidden, but the magic of the book knows no bounds. It is a test that is easy to fail. (A reimagining of the Salvage arc from the manga.)

After Asura was dealt with thanks to Maka and Co., a time of peace has fallen on the earth. But evil still lerks, and new faces come tothe Death Weapon Meister Academy. And they have time to master their craft? The story and all but one of the OC's are mine, the other is a friend's with his permission. There are some inspirations from Guilty Gear as well, if you spot them congrats!

They mostly just kinda were around each other, y'know? Neither of them really even needed to speak much. Or: Soul reflects on the past few years he's spent with Chrona M for potential later chapters if I continue

Oh no this boy just didn't! I'm posting my "The DUFF" by Kody Keplinger, AU here on . Originally it is posted on my AO3 page: archiveofourown. org/users/sahdah/ works

Arya still doesn't know why she keeps bouncing around from anime to anime, but she won't let that stop her from learning how. Luckily, the DWMA is there with an exceptionally large library to help her find the truth. Unluckily, the materials she needs are only accessible to "Death Scythes and certain high-ranking meisters," both of which she is not. But she can fix that...right?

Soul y Maka han empezado a ser pareja técnico-arma desde hace unos meses, pero Soul tiene pesadillas terribles y Maka... Maka le cuenta algo curioso. ¿Y si el fin de una pesadilla es el inicio de otra?

The origin story of how Stein came to be obsessed with rolly chairs. Crossposted from Ao3 (same name)

After an unexpected moment of closeness, things between Maka and Soul start to change. Best friends and partners, they find themselves navigating unfamiliar territory as their feelings begin to blur.

"I got more wet sand," he replied, setting his bucket down next to his unorthodox construction. Then he eyed Spirit's hands clasped near to his chest. "Did you finally catch an octopus?" Spirit grinned. "Come here!" The younger boy crossed the sand toward him, eyeing his hands with a slightly narrowed gaze. "Not an octopus," Spirit said, hesitating.

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.

Soul está en el tráfico. Maka va a golpearlo por llegar tarde. Otra vez.