Totally awesome original idea XD Thanks to Gemma ~ImDeathTheKid and Maddie ~Ninjawriter7 for inspiring and encouraging (nagging) me to draw this badass-ness. y-yeah its not TOO symmetrical but hey I tried XD since when are pirates neat and organized?
Now I’m thinking Soul would look good as a pirate. Or Black Star. Or anyone really.. XD being dressed as a pirate just boots anyone’s sexy levels to 100+ points. XD
Death the Kid © Atsushi Ohkubo
International talk like a pirate day?
ARRRRG, GIVE ME YE SYMMETRY
And he got his hands on some booty.
…What the hell is wrong with me?
inspired by chapter 2 of Himikoi.
Maka forgot her cellphone.
That was likely inaccurate, actually, because Maka never left her house before checking her pockets twice as she left the door. There was a high chance she had, in fact,
OKAY BELATED BDAY THING FOR WIFE IS HERE. And it’s smut, go figure. Disclaimer, Maka is on the pill and she and Soul are absolutely clean so. Yeah.
Cause you always act as my awesome beta and make it so no on else has to suffer so much xD
This is a Venn diagram.
OH LOOK THERE’S NO OVERLAP
DO YOU GET IT NOW
*Fictional character torn apart by bullets*
They might still be alive
*Fictional character shot in the head*
I’m sure they could survive that
*Fictional character in coffin at funeral about to be buried*
They’ll be ok
Death is irrelevant when you watch Supernatural
You see your main character in hell.
"They’ll be fine. Just wait. "
"Dude their in hell."
Dear Tumblr…. what are you trying to tell me..?
They glared at each other, huffing and puffing. Their chest rose and fell with every passing second and finally, one of them relaxed their bundled fists.
Soul pulled his fuming meister to his chest with a tentative tug on the sleeve of her pajamas, sighing when she rested her head on his shoulders. He slid his arm around her waist— just in case she decided to escape later on— and he smoothed out her frazzled hair with his other hand. She began to sniff and he heard her poor attempts at muffling herself in his shirt.
Maka stood her ground, refusing to fully lean against her kind weapon— lest she shows just how regretful this whole facade was. Her fist began to turn white and she struggled to keep wetness from tainting her cheeks. She tried to pull away from the warmth but his arms were too strong for her— or was it that she didn’t want to leave?
He moved his hand to the other side of her waist, still gentle and slow. His head settled onto the top of her crown and he felt tremors beneath him. Soul rocked her side to side, knowing that the fluid motion with lull her out of her tension— and he was right. Her arms that had been glued to the side of her hips finally made their way around him.
She turned her head to the side and she let out the shaky breath that she tried to stifle. She closed her reddening eyes and let his rhythm lead her. Maka inched her feet onto Soul’s, feeling his fluffy socks underneath the pads of her feet. Her chest felt his as he breathed in and out, slowly and deliberately— like he always did before he apologized first.
They held each other tighter in the moment and he continued to led her in a waltz— even if she was a little heavy on his sensitive feet.
A/N— No bonus points for me, but this if for the Fay-Wifey~ I turned it into them dancing but at least they started out cuddling >w<
And now I take Wynnie’s prompt and go bang my res/hw hw hw/sleep
i was taking pictures of the new puppy
when i look out the window to see the older dog just