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13 stories
Phoenix of Death (Death the Kid x reader) by Adventure_Gal
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Your a new student at the DWMA with your weapon Paige. You and her meet new friends and you fall hard for someone. Your life is absolutely perfect....to bad you have a secret.
The New Reaper by DeathTheGirl88
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This story is about Death the Girl who also goes by Cora. This daring 15 year old accendently falls in love with her meister after being sent to Death City after her parents comitted suicide side by side.
My Symmetrical Prince (Death the kid x Reader) by peachyteeaa
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The symmetry in this world is so thrown off until I saw her.
Death the kid x reader by kittycats1314
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Reader moves to death city and happens to meet the literal kid of death. Absolute chaos ensues.
Ask Merome! by Ask-Merome
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Mitch: Sup! Jerome: Heyah! MJ: ^_^ Kila: Ask them!
Soul Eater After the Show Ended by Hatsune_Miku-Chan
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Soul Eater After the show ended
Skater Boy by syncing_feelings
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Death The Kid is your typical skater boy, but he doesn't tell people his name. He hides his proper self and becomes the normal teen he wants to be. But he falls for a girl, all prim and proper.. But she won't accept skater boy for who he truly is.
Nobody Gives a Damn - Merome by MyStreetIsAShipName
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I was always that kid you'd see at the back of the classroom, hidden away from all of the threats that lurked behind their desks. Nobody gave a damn about me; they didn't bother questioning the bruises that painted my body, the occassional busted lip or black eye. Not until......he came along.