Until further notice at least.

We shall be back soon, probably sometime after the end of the school year.

I suck at running more than one blog at a time, so I’ll be mostly on my personal until then.

Thanks for the followers and awesomeness you guys have brought into my life.

I love you all!

puddlehop:

This is me, sounding ugly. :D

• What is your username?
• Where are you from?
• Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminium, GIF, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY, Polka Dots, Tumblr, Papaya, Penthouse, Subtext, Smile
• What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
• What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?
• What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
• What’s the bug, that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
• What do you say to address a group of people?
• What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
• Choose a book and read a passage from it.
• Be a wizard or a vampire?
• How old are you?
• Is it cold where you are?
• What is your favorite color?
• What color are your eyes?
• Do you have freckles? 
• When is your birthday?
• What was the last thing you drank?
• Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life? If so, who?
• Would you rather: Have a million dollars or a million friends? Eat a taco or a quesadilla? Be a shark or an elephant? 
• Do you speak a second language? Say something in it.
• Do you think you have an accent?
• End the audio post by saying any THREE words you want.

(( I’m just gonna reblog this from my personal. ))

Soul Eater, Soul & Maka collaboration, between aqua-twin/askpattythompson and puddlehop/datmeister.

First Image //aqua-twin/askpattythompson// (Reference) Image watermarked to reduce theft as she plans to sell prints of it at Metrocon in Tampa, Florida this summer. 

Second Image //puddlehop/datmeister// (Reference)

“Good, now go away.”

ifeelforall:

“Um… i-it’s nice t-to meet you…….” He kept his eyes down, his fae hidden under his bangs.

Maka smiled lightly. “You remind me of someone,” she replied.

(Source: datmeister)

(Source: brakethenight)

twistedpianist:

datmeister:

Maka frowned. “You’re not much of a story teller, are you?” she asked, having hoped for a much more vivid and entertaining story from him. Surely this princess was important if an entire kingdom yearned for her retrieval. Maka wasn’t exactly sure the exact year of the princesses birth, but she’d been watching the lights for as long as she could remember. Did they really still think they could find her?

“I hope they find her,” she responded with a smile. Even if it meant that the lights would stop, at least the king and queen and the rest of the kingdom would have their princess again.

“You guessed it, Blondie.” He chuckled lightly, quirking an eyebrow towards the golden-haired girl. The fact that he didn’t know many of the facts, since he hadn’t bothered in staying in the kingdom for that long, plus the fact that he couldn’t get into the place without being swarmed by guards, meant that he probably would never know the entire story. 

Soul could honestly care less whether or not they found the girl, but he nodded softly anyway. “Yeah, guess so..” He murmured to himself, kicking a small rock as they strode through the forest.

Maka could tell that he was a man of a few words and she was a girl of a thousand words. How exactly they would be able to work together was beyond her, but she sighed and followed him anyway, careful to keep her hair from tangling in anything. This was nice, but she wasn’t looking forward to brushing out her hair later and finding all the leaves and twigs.

“So…you don’t talk much, I take it.”

ifeelforall:

“H-hi, Maka…..”

“Hi.” She smiled.

(Source: datmeister)

She just sighed. “We would take off our clothes and have sex. Is that what you want me to say?” 

weapon-meister-blackstar:

the soul’s dwelling: @weapon-meister-blackstar

weapon-meister-blackstar:

datmeister:

Maka huffed as she swung her leg at the dummy before her, channeling all the rage and anger she was currently housing into the lifeless piece of fake flesh. “Stupid…” she mumbled, stumbling back to her feet. It felt nice to be able to beat the crap…

“HAHAHA! You’ll find a way to get hurt!” he said teasingly. *surprised at her expression* “Yeah.. your totally calm… somethin botherin ya maka?” he asked, feeling concerned.

She just glared for awhile, not saying anything but wondering whether or not she should just rip his larynx out already. “Soul and I had another fight.”