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I am going to sleep for at least the next 24 hours bye
Crona stops by Maka and Souls apartment after spending some extra time at the school, but Maka can tell something is wrong.
Blood warning, as this is for the theme of “Black Blood”
I’ve got little to no explanation as to where this idea came from, as I was trying to write one for “Hug”
Hope this isn’t too bad
Stephen Colbert’s whole piece about women and feminism on tonight’s episode just made my life complete. He made fantastic points in the most hilarious way, as usual. I am looking forward to seeing a gif set of that.
I still feel kind of sick, but I’ve been going crazy in here, so we’re going out to unleash our craziness upon the world.
Seeing the madness take over Crona’s eyes was a long-awaited gift to Maka. She grinned brightly, still clutching the boy’s clothing in her hands as she bounced on her toes. “Yeah, that’s what I want!” she giggled excitedly. “Show me something fun, show me what you can do with this!”
Maka leaned closer to the maddened boy, insanity clouding her judgement as she gazed into his icy eyes. She could no longer see fear in his expression, only pure madness accompanied by the uneasy grin that she was growing to love.
"So where’s your friend?" Maka mumbled, glancing over Crona’s shoulder. "The scary weapon? Black blood…" She bit down on her lip again as another fit of giggles bubbled up from her chest.
The Swordsman struggled to close his eyes, even for just a moment, his mind still trying to cling to what little reserves of sanity he had left. He knew he was losing control, that son it would fully overtake him and any signs of rationality quickly leaving his head as the madness continued to radiate off the strange girl.
Crona turned his head off to the left, trying to avoid her gaze despite being cornered, but before he could tr and put up much more of a fight against both himself and Maka, Ragnarok formed and sprung out from behind him. “N…No…” Crona mumbled, clutching and gripping as best he could to the wall. “Shut the hell up, idiot.” the demon spoke, staring down at the pinkette and grinding a fist into his head.
He knew that with the appearance of Ragnarok meant that he didn’t have much longer, his mind could only take so much before finally breaking, its limits getting smaller and smaller each time he gave in to this madness. “Was I called?” Ragnarok spoke, turning his attention to Maka. “You’re a crazy looking broad, you know that?” he continued as Crona struggled further.
With few options, Crona decided to do something risky, and suddenly grabbed onto the maddened Meister’s left arm with his right, pulling himself closer, and wrapped his free hand around his back and attempted to force Ragnarok back inside, pushing against the demon’s chest and shoulder. He stayed focused on the demon, using what remained of his will power to try and remove the weapon from the situation, knowing that he could only make things worse. “Really? This is you’re best idea?” Ragnarok harassed. “Make me go away when things are looking fun? Like hell.” the blood weapon finished as he balled both of his hands into fists and began laying into the boy in the side and the back, causing him to lose his grasp of the Meister in front of him and accidentally get even closer, and also get rid of Crona’s remaining grip on his sanity.
Stars danced behind Maka’s eyes as she watched the interaction between Crona and Ragnarok. Somehow it was so fascinating seeing how the blood demon tortured the poor boy, and how he did his best to fight back. Maka let out a surprised yelp as Crona grabbed onto her, and she stumbled forward, falling against him.
"Oh, Cr-Crona!" she giggled madly, pressing her palms against his chest. She swayed against him, her gaze shifting between the meister’s icy blue eyes, and the dark demon who hovered over them. A grin formed across Maka’s lips again. "You’re awfully mean to him," she muttered, her words slurred by the intoxicating madness in her mind. "How can you be so mean to someone so cute?"
Maka slid a hand up Crona’s neck and pinched his cheek, giggling as she watched the skin turn pink. “So, so cute,” she giggled again. “What do you do, Crona? How do you live like this?” Wave after wave of insanity crashed against the shores of her consciousness, making her burst into another fit of giggles and clutch onto Crona’s shoulders to keep herself standing. “How…how do you do it?”
ugh, fantastic… I fall asleep and I miss everything, just my freakin luck.
Also, I know it’s only been a few hours, but I’m a little upset that the piece of shit doodle I posted yesterday has double the notes as the drawing I worked on for three freakin hours. Again, just my freakin luck.
Whatever, please ignore me, I’m crabby and don’t want to go to class tonight, it’ll pass.
May I pleas use your picture on my blog, I will give you credit. I really like it, its a wonderful drawing.
Oh my god I am so honored. Yes go ahead and use it! And I would appreciate if you gave me credit too, thank you so much!
This girl is next to me in bio class watching Frozen on her computer I’m so happy
Update: she gave me one of her earbuds so I could hear it and she’s watching it in Spanish
Friendly reminder that I do not own a drawing tablet or anything like that. All the digital art I do, I use a mouse, which is why the lines aren’t smooth.
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