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@hungrysoulscythe
"𝟒𝟐-𝟒𝟐-𝟓𝟔𝟒, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫,"
independent blog for soul evans from soul eater. anime and manga based.
personals and minors DNI.
written by barry. 26. cst. he/they.
verses : more tba. rules underneath.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌, her essence naturally beckons to the other's soul. For someone who has been on her lonesome for millions of years, this fleeting moment of connection means more than the universe. Like the first drop to still waters, she only hopes its ripples will create never ending currents till her wish comes true! ❝ I am Qoyash! ❞ Falling? Nay, it is more like she is now slowly sinking down to the earth and his sharp form remains between her and the other Sun, casting a light shade to her golden eyes. ❝ A, uuuh, sister? or cousin? To the guy behind you! ❞ With her free hand, she points at the still laughing one behind him. ❝ And you are? ❞
The weapon was thoroughly confused. Oddness was not a rarity in Death City, but he had never come across a being like the one that was currently holding him. He only vaguely registered Maka shouting after him from the ground. This bright figure was impossible to look away from. " Uh Soul Eater, but you can call me Soul, " he offered his name since he had a feeling this person ( was she a person ? ) meant them no harm. " Wait, you're related to the sun ? How is that possible ? "
Exorcist school, but he doesn't really say that. After all its not like he could say anything like that when he's suppose to be a doctor first and foremost...with a side hobby of fighting demons to protect the humans who can't see anything.
"I work out on the sides, but honestly this city...is rather excitable huh. This isn't the first demons I've seen today attacking people."
"I'll be too busy to think of a day off soon..."
"It's not a rare thing around here," he admitted. Not for lack of trying, but they could only do so much. Which was a good thing in its own way since he would be out of a job if demons suddenly disappeared.
"Were you headed to work just now ?"
I’ve wanted to write but I’ve been sick all week T.T I’m finally starting to feel better tho so I’m gonna make up for it this weekend
would've done replies sooner but i fell into binging fruits basket (rewatch) and blue lock (new watch) this weekend
➤ @hungrysoulscythe encountered OSAMU DAZAI
" You must not be from around here, dressing like that. "
" Sounds like you guys don't have the coolest sense of fashion around here. " His grin was teasing but not unfriendly. " You the fashion police ? "
꒰ ♡ ꒱ @hungrysoulscythe ╱ ❤'d ◞
' I don't need a master or anything like, my powers come from me.'
" What are your powers ? Or is it a secret ? "
@sunwelt closed starter.
the scythe master was leaning heavily on his weapon of choice, using it more as a cane than for its intended purpose. dammit. a whirlwind of curses flew around in his mind as he urged himself forward, wincing with every step.
breath labored, soul finally stopped in a clearing of the forest, wondering how far he was from the next village. his left leg was injured, but he had slowed the bleeding with a makeshift tourniquet. as he mused over whether or not it was worth it to trudge on, he felt an unnatural but not unpleasant warmth approaching.
" don't mind me, i'm just passing through," he spoke with an expression that could have been mistaken for boredom were his injured condition not obvious.
ft. @hungrysoulscythe only the mentioned can reblog. re-posts are not allowed.
LIKE for a starter ! or reply w/ PLOT if you want to plot first and I will DM you first !
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 follows that of her kin settled in the bright sky, so easily resonating with it. Something is not right with this one, her instincts echo. Yet, Qoyash continues to increase the warmth of her radiant voice ⸻ as there is no way that she is going to lose this contest! The visible shifts of this Sun's expressions are unbearably amusing, after all: she loves it! That makes only her though. At least, the scythe that suddenly cuts through the gap between the two says so. It was within a split second but, certainly, she has seen the glimpse of a soul within the sharp blade of the weapon. Her interest thus is piqued and so, as it begins to fall, one of her hands reaches for the stem. Sunbright, her golden eyes are staring rather intently at the spot he appeared.
❝ I saw you ! ❞ Indeed, she did. But only him. Unlike the other Sun, her fiery gaze has yet to capture the earthlings beneath the cloudless sky, suffering from the increased heat caused by their little contest, or the girl at the spikey edges waiting for the return of her companion. / starter call , @hungrysoulscythe
A second could make all the difference. It was an often overlooked skill of a weapon, their transformation time, but Soul had made it his most recent focus. Concentrating on molding his two forms into one, making the transformation as smooth as possible, he wanted to feel the shift before he could even blink.
With that thought in mind, he had grasped Maka's hand and barely felt the warmth of her palm before he was flying into the sky. Her warmth was replaced by something deeper by the time he registered he had not fallen into a familiar hold. " Who are you ? " He exclaimed, keeping to his weapon form. This was not his first time being held outside of his meister, but the feeling of her wavelength was surprisingly inviting for a total stranger.
"Yasumi Nadeshiko, I'm one of the new Doctors assigned to Death City." Which is one of the funniest names he ever heard, but at least it wasn't murdertown road, which is a real place.
America is so funny.
"I work at Death general hospital for now, nice to meet you."
He smile is blinding, the sun reflecting off his pearly whites.
"Doctor ?" A flash of a sadistic grin and stitches crossed his mind, but he shook off the shiver it sent down his spine. Most doctors were not like that guy.
"Cool, you too. You're not such a bad fighter yourself, doc. You learn all that in medical school ?" He asked while he applied the robot bandage to his face.
DISCOVERIES!
reverse it, switch it up a bit, do whatever you want!
[ 01 ] sender discovers receiver trying to take care of their own wound very badly.
[ 02 ] sender discovers receiver trying to see something on their body with the aid of a hand mirror.
[ 03 ] sender discovers receiver attempting an ineffective 'home cure' for their illness.
[ 04 ] sender discovers receiver trying to style their hair but failing.
[ 05 ] sender discovers receiver precariously carrying way too much.
[ 06 ] sender discovers receiver doing home improvement incorrectly / dangerously.
[ 07 ] sender discovers receiver sitting outside after getting locked out.
[ 08 ] sender discovers receiver sitting on the ground trying to attract a street cat.
[ 09 ] sender discovers receiver looking at rings in a jewelry store.
[ 10 ] sender discovers receiver crying alone.
[ 11 ] sender discovers receiver dancing in their underwear.
[ 12 ] sender discovers receiver throwing something across the room.
[ 13 ] sender discovers receiver eating the sender's leftovers.
[ 14 ] sender discovers receiver writing / drawing in their journal.
[ 15 ] sender discovers receiver building a pillow fort.
[ 16 ] sender discovers receiver fast asleep in a weird spot.
[ 17 ] sender discovers receiver yelling at the television / a video game.
[ 18 ] sender discovers receiver terrified of a small bug.
[ 19 ] sender discovers receiver baking / cooking in a messy kitchen.
[ 20 ] sender discovers receiver trying to move something way too heavy.
[ 21 ] sender discovers receiver on the floor after they fell.
[ 22 ] sender discovers receiver drinking their fifth cup of coffee of the day.
[ 23 ] sender discovers receiver curled up on the bathroom floor after being sick.
[ 24 ] sender discovers receiver playing with fire, literally.
[ 25 ] sender discovers receiver snooping around where they shouldn't be.
[ 26 ] sender discovers receiver wrapping a present for sender.
[ 27 ] sender discovers receiver rearranging the room yet again.
[ 28 ] sender discovers receiver watching the latest episode without sender.
[ 29 ] sender discovers receiver with their head in the freezer trying to cool off.
[ 30 ] sender discovers receiver soaking wet with no obvious explanation.
Three types of bandages were offered. of course they were the same kind but they differ in that one had the picture of a dog, a robot and a chicken.
They were bandages for children.
"Will these be ok?"
Soul inspected the options before selecting the robot one. The coolest option, of course. "Who are you ?" He asked, finally taking in the man's full appearance for the first time. The bandages did not match his appearance, but he knew better than to make assumption.
"I'm Soul."
˚ . › v; a cool guy like me deserves the coolest morning possible. //.
this is soul's general/main verse. aged 20-24. i'll mainly use this for new interactions, so it's very cross over friendly. he's a weapon, scythe class, and can transform into his weapon form at will.
˚ . › v; swing swing swing. //.
aged 21-25. soul is a traveling scythe master. another cross over friendly verse that can be further adapted with plotting. mostly i will use this verse in universes where his weapon transformation doesn't make sense.
more tba !
@hungrysoulscythe
"Oh wow, I didn't expect that."
Demons attacking during broad day light wasn't new. After all they were demons, they had no limits on what depravity could happen. But at the very least there was someone else who was beside him when it happened. A brief scuffle with the demons running away.
"Your more athletic than you look."
"Thanks, I think."
The scythe wielder touched his cheek, pulling his hand away to show a smear of crimson. Damn. He knew he let that last one get too close. Despite his appearance, Soul was an experienced fighter, but he still had some carelessness to work out.
"Do you have any bandages ?"
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