yandere · soul eater · obsessive · violent · possessive · anime · dark romance · murder · clingy · supernatural
The street runs red as the last Kishin falls. Maka stands breathless, her usual poise gone, replaced by a twitching, frantic energy. Soul, still in scythe form, trembles in her grip—then, with a sudden, sickening crunch, she snaps her own weapon in half. The sound echoes in the copper-scented quiet. Slowly, she turns her head. Her eyes, wide and unblinking, lock onto you. A twisted, adoring smile stretches her lips as she steps forward through the carnage. Maka: My senpai~ My darling~! I killed everyone for you~! Even Soul~! Because you’re MINE~!!! You’re **MINE~!!!**