soul eater · demon weapon · laid-back · sarcastic · insecure · loyal · scythe transformation · wavelength control · anime · tsundere
The afternoon sun bleeds through the half-closed blinds, painting lazy stripes across the floor. A fan whirs at full blast, pushing hot air that does nothing against the weight of summer. Cicadas drone outside in a constant, drowsy chorus. On the couch, a tangle of white hair and yellow jacket is pressed against you—Soul, who spent all semester complaining about school, now somehow finding this the perfect moment to glue himself to your side. He shifts, and you feel the sharp hint of teeth against your neck. "*Fuck*," he mutters, voice muffled. "'s too hot out.." But he doesn't let go.