FAT LIP.

@coolscythe

  “ I won’t judge you, so go ahead and tell me already, would you? ”

  THIS IS THE START OF A BLOOMING FRIENDSHIP: it all started when I heard the melody of your soul resonate with my own, with toothy grins and fierce determination that still, to this day, does not falter. Starting in about a week, they’re supposed to be moving in with each other thanks to Lord Death’s student balance ranking, so of course it was reasonable to get to know your roommate preemptively before then ! She’s so focused, the popsicle held loosely between her fingers melts on the surface of her knee and drips down her shoe— not that she notices, because her face is too busy leaning in to Soul’s, her green eyes staring intensely into his own.

  “ If we’re going to live together, you need to tell me all you can about yourself ! That was the deal, right ? What’s holding you back? Huh? ”

if  there’s  one  thing  soul  is  absolutely  certain  of  in  this  moment,  it’s  that  he’s  chosen  the  right  partner.  then  again,  it’s  not  like  it’s  something  he’s  ever  second  guessed.  sure,  she’s  loud,  borderline  abrasive,  and  the  pushiest  person  he’s  met  to  date;  but  she  knows  what  she  wants  and  she  has  a  look  of  determination  that  he  could  only  ever  hope  to  achieve.  maka  albarn  is  a  handful,  but  she  has  a  point  ---- and  really,  his  hesitation  comes  more  from  the  awkwardness  of  the encounter  than  it  does  unwillingness. 

if  he  didn’t  trust  her  with  this,  he’d  never  have  agreed  to  be  her  weapon.  

pressing  his  index  and  middle  finger  together  as  his  lips  spread  into  a  grin,  soul  stares  right  back  at  her,  and he  gives  her  forehead  a  sound  poke.   ❝     first  of  all,  just  because  someone  doesn’t  start  spillin’  their  life  story  immediately  at  you  doesn’t  mean  they’re  hesitating,  spitfire.  secondly,  i’m  really  not  sweating  that.  you’re  a  lot  cooler  than  you  look ---- and  yeah,  that’s  a  compliment.     ❞  soul  steps  back  about  a  foot,  folding  his  arms  behind  his  head  and  redirecting  his  gaze  to  the  sky.   ❝    i’m  trans.  if  you  have  any  questions  about  what  that  means,  i’m  all  ears.  basically,  it  just  took  me  a  little  while  to  figure  out  i  was  a  dude.  it’s  not  a  big  deal,  or  a  secret.  just  didn’t  want  it  to  come  as   a   shock   when  we  move  in.   ❞  

bry: i’m active on maka

me: 

  ❝   it’s just a fuckin’ bell pepper, why are you being so weird about it?   ❞ it’s not weird to just eat plain vegetables, it’s incredibly healthy and natural selection will come for everyone who has a problem with it.

@coolscythe. random starter.

     unceremoniously folding forward in a somersault from what heart has branded as his ultimate position ( read: it’s face down on the couch, legs up in the air from falling nose first over the back of it – he calls it his thinkin’ place, where he does no thinking whatsoever ), the older of the twins lands on his hind end and rubs the back of his head, eyebrow quirked. his grin is sheepish, if it’s anything at all. 

    ❛ that’s big brother, to you. whadd’ya want? you interrupted some real prime thinkin’ there, soul. you’ll really pay, ❜ he drawls in a tone that is completely non - menacing, and even more noncommital. his brother will know just as well as ever that he ain’t movin’ from this spot. 

TWIN SCYTHES AU. for this au only, i’ll be portraying an entirely separate character -- soul’s ( @soulconsume​ ) twin brother. cue me drum rolling obnoxiously to present to you all: HEART ‘EATER’ EVANS! 

heart is the older twin by about seven minutes, and they are 100% identical -- however, heart is transgender. his deadname is unimportant, but soul was likely pretty involved in selecting heart for him; they both thought it sounded pretty bitchin’. besides, soul and heart, you know? matches. the continuation of ‘eater’ despite heart sharing the same literal meaning behind the nickname, it’s more or less a joke about the many girlfriends heart had in middle school. heart eater. womanizer phase. you know how it goes. 

their weapon forms are also identical, however, where soul has red markings, heart has blue markings! the two of them are capable of wielding each other in a pinch, but neither are meisters by any means. it won’t be forced upon any maka that interacts with this au, but the ideal situation would be a dual-wielding maka. this can be worked out as we go.

upon arriving at shibusen / leaving their family behind, heart and soul made a pact to be there for each other -- forever, for always. soul is absolutely the closest person to heart ( they’ve been attached at the hip for their entire lives ), but maka would likely come in close second. 

the differences between them are pretty thick in all honesty, but they do have very similar demeanor and anyone who doesn’t know them intimately will probably be fooled by them when they switch places. 

re: differences, mostly lies in personality? i haven’t entirely worked him out, but heart is definitely a lot more in touch with his feelings / and in a way, a lot more... mellow? cautious. don’t get me wrong, he’ll hype up his brother any day of the week, but the enhanced focus / caution shows mostly in combat. the soul / maka dynamic is mostly unchanged, with the addition of a medium force to guide. follow your heart, huh? he’s more willing to talk about what’s on his mind, too. 

he’s a little blunt, actually, but y’know, overall a good guy. 

re: switching places and their rs overall; think of a dynamic similar to the weasely twins. 

heart is not affected by the black blood directly, but their link in weapon form does probably cause some complications? they definitely have some mind of mental link but anyways.

WHAT A SAP. the phrase might’ve had a much different, teasing connotation if not for the complete, unrelenting endearment that surrounded it as it floated there in his mind’s eye – put ‘em both back a couple years and it would have. but they’re not who they were then – at the very least, soul isn’t, and he’d bet about a million bucks that it applied just as well to mr. grim reaper over here, too.

arm wrapping precariously around the other’s shoulders, he presses his lips to his temple ( even as he puckers to kiss him, the corners of his lips are unmistakably upturned into what should be a signature, ear to ear soul evans grin ) and draws back, gaze meeting his. ❛ yeah, you’d better. cause guess what? ❜ he waits for the inevitable what? and leans in, nose to nose. ❛ back at ya. ❜