Soul Evans is MINE ♥
Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

She kissed his fore head, the tip of his nose, and then she softly kissed his lips. The kiss was soft, but it was becoming passionate. She sighed with a relief that Becca wouldn’t be coming back into her room. She smiled.

He gave her a small smirk as she kissed him down his face, and kissed her back softly when her lips reached his. His fingers brushed lightly against her cheek as his eyes fluttered closed. The warm feeling in his chest grew and soon coursed through his entire system.

She felt his fingers gently brush against her cheek. She blushed. She brought her fingers up to his white hair. She smiled. She knew this would make up for the Becca incident. Maka thought on the bright side that Maka and Soul didn’t have to hide their relationship from Becca. 

soulresonancescythe:

jesterallie:

ain’t that the truth

UNF 8|

soulresonancescythe:

jesterallie:

ain’t that the truth

UNF 8|

glassvines:

I will never get over the placement of Soul’s hands in this ED, hahaha. Just, wow. Soul, I know you’re trying to be a good weapon by holding your meister up in her time of need, but now is not the time to be coping a feel. You really could have just placed your hands on her shoulders. That would have worked too. 

glassvines:

I will never get over the placement of Soul’s hands in this ED, hahaha. Just, wow. Soul, I know you’re trying to be a good weapon by holding your meister up in her time of need, but now is not the time to be coping a feel. You really could have just placed your hands on her shoulders. That would have worked too. 

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

Maka pressed her forehead against his, and gazed into his crimson eyes. “Soul I love you.” She made a half smile and squeezed him tightly and laid her head against his warm chest. She adored this feeling.

A warm feeling erupted in his chest and he smiled warmly, kissing the top of his head. “I love you, Maka.” He exhaled softly and leaned his head back onto hers, closing his eyes.

She kissed his fore head, the tip of his nose, and then she softly kissed his lips. The kiss was soft, but it was becoming passionate. She sighed with a relief that Becca wouldn’t be coming back into her room. She smiled.

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

Maka sighed. When Becca stared into her green eyes, she gazed back “Fuck you.” She said nonchalantly. She was frustrated with Becca. I’m not so sure I have made the right decision by having Becca has a room mate. Maka looked back over at Soul and hugged him tightly.

Soul looked down at Maka when she hugged him, chuckling lightly and wrapping his arms around her. He leaned his head against her own and sighed. She was warm against his body, and he enjoyed it.

Maka pressed her forehead against his, and gazed into his crimson eyes. “Soul I love you.” She made a half smile and squeezed him tightly and laid her head against his warm chest. She adored this feeling.

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

soruxitaxsoulxeater:

Becca chuckled to herself. She opened the door and walked over to Maka’s side of the bed and stared at her for a few seconds. Then she leaned over Maka and whispered, “Have fun.” With a sly grin she skipped out of the room gleefully, shutting the door behind her. As she walked back to Soul’s bedroom, she said to them, “Don’t worry. I won’t bother you anymore, as well as I won’t spy on you.” She lied back down in bed and put her music back in her ears and slowly fell asleep.

Soul sighed and rolled his eyes at Becca. Sitting up a little in her bed, he looked over at Maka, looking a bit irritated. He hadn’t wanted an intrusion - who would? Trying to just spend some time with his girlfriend, and their guest decides to walk in on them. His face showed a little annoyance.

Maka sighed. When Becca stared into her green eyes, she gazed back “Fuck you.” She said nonchalantly. She was frustrated with Becca. I’m not so sure I have made the right decision by having Becca has a room mate. Maka looked back over at Soul and hugged him tightly.

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

soruxitaxsoulxeater:

  Becca was laying in Soul’s bed listening to her iPod and trying to fall asleep. She liked the smell of his sheets, they smelled manly. Becca had the sudden need for a drink. She sauntered into the kitchen, singing quietly with her music. She grabbed a glass out of a cabinet and filled it with water. She quickly drank it and put the glass in the dishwasher.

  She then noticed that she wasn’t very tired, so she decided to watch some television. She was channel surfing when she heard a noise. She muted the television, and listened for another noise. She didn’t hear anything, so she turned the sound back on. She heard a similar noise and muted the television again and strained to hear another. She did and followed it to the source.

  She stopped at Maka’s door. She heard another noise and decided to let mischievousness out. She knocked on the door like a brute. “What are ya doin’ in there?!” Becca gruffly. She snickered to herself. She then started frantically shaking the door knob. Then she yelled, “Cockblock!!! Bahahaha!” Then listened for a reaction of sorts.

Soul’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t realized they were making this amount of noise until Becca began to shout and rumble the doorknob. He ended up pulling away from the kiss, looking down at Maka with crimson cheeks. God dammit. Really? Now?! He growled quietly and fell down onto the bed beside his girlfriend. His excitement was gone now.

Maka heard the doorknob turn, and she jumped. I hope she didn’t hear us. Damn what am I saying? She obviously heard us. I just hope she doesn’t think of me differently because of this. As Soul’s lips departed from hers she felt the feeling that had been in the pit of her stomach disappear. Why? Why now Becca? She sunk into the bed and then pulled the covers over Soul’s bare chest. Waiting for Becca to open the door. 

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

She hoped that he wouldn’t call her tiny tits ever again. She felt his hands making small circles on her back, it felt so good. She felt a rush deep inside her. She was tired of a being a good, innocent girl. She needed to do something naughty. Now. 

Soul felt a soft moan escape his throat, and his hand made it’s way a little further up her shirt. His other hand pushed her even more against him, and he could feel her entire body pressed against his hard chest. This kiss was different, now. It was more passionate, less soft. But he loved every minute of it.

She explored every inch of Soul’s mouth. When she heard the faint noise escape Soul’s throat it made her heat flutter. A small moan escaped her throat as well. Normally she would be cautious of how much noise they were making so Becca wouldn’t hear them, but at the moment the only thing she could think about Soul. 

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

She made her dainty hands up to his head, running her fingers through the special spot of his hair. She felt his smooth chest through her thin tank top. This feeling was unexplainable, it felt amazing. She didn’t know exactly what was happening but she liked it. She She poked at his lips wanting access. I love him. He is perfect for me.

He was smirking now as he felt her hands in his hair. She knows just what to do. One of his hands slowly made it’s way up her thin shirt, his finger making small circles as he felt her back. It was lean, and smooth. He liked it. No - he loved it. And it was all his. Upon request, his mouth opened and allowed her entry.

She hoped that he wouldn’t call her tiny tits ever again. She felt his hands making small circles on her back, it felt so good. She felt a rush deep inside her. She was tired of a being a good, innocent girl. She needed to do something naughty. Now. 

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

She giggled at his remark. She grinned, happy to see that he was happy as well. Once their lips touched, she felt a glorious feeling in the pit of her stomach and it was getting stronger as the kiss continued.

His arms were wrapped around her waist, pulling her tiny frame closer to him as they continued. He was happy - that feeling from before was gone now. Because he knew he was wanted by her. That was the best feeling in the world. She’s amazing. The pain is gone because of her. I love her.

She made her dainty hands up to his head, running her fingers through the special spot of his hair. She felt his smooth chest through her thin tank top. This feeling was unexplainable, it felt amazing. She didn’t know exactly what was happening but she liked it. She poked at his lips wanting access. I love him. He is perfect for me.

Welcome to Death City

soulresonancescythe:

fuckyeahsoulevans:

She pulled at the bottom of his hoodie, helping him take it off. She looked at Soul’s scar. It made something inside her feel wounded. Then she realized how muscular Soul was. She smirked. 

Soul sighed and kissed her nose once the hoodie was off. He threw it onto the floor aimlessly. “Better.” Smiling, he rubbed their noses together for a moment before kissing her properly.

She giggled at his remark. She grinned, happy to see that he was happy as well. Once their lips touched, she felt a glorious feeling in the pit of her stomach and it was getting stronger as the kiss continued.

((I have been really busy and haven’t been able to get on tumblr. FML. ))