#Mastar

[worldismyne]

Me and my desire to treat characters like dressup dolls.

[neg-im]

Black Star would call Maka Honey because of her hair.

Kid would be Pretty Boy (useful to start a fight and flirting)

Tsubaki is either Tsu or Cielo (I hc Black Star knowing spanish, either by being raised speaking it or learning out of spite)

Soul would be Sharky, it's kinda ridiculous but the way Black Star says it makes it clear that it's the most romantic pet name ever.

[lurkinnunder]

Would be able to draw Maka x Black Star please?

There is a bunch of designs on my blog under the MaStar tag if you wanted to do anything post manga.

Thank you!!!

ta-da!!

i hope you enjoy, sorry they’re just sketches, i might line and color them sometime!

[drowsystarlight]

These three are the only soul eater art ive made in my disappearance whoopsi

And yes deathstar good but mastar also good 👌

[fierybud]

*Jumpscares you with MaStar content

[undedkat]

[sahdah]

I am trying to write a thing.

THE THING

[hellogoaway12345]

I am currently taking Maka x Black star requests on ao3. You can also requests on here though if you wish.

[the-better-rainbow-unikitty]

Why do I always want to make pancakes in the middle of the night. This is like the third time this has happened.

Making pancakes like a pro(fessional sleep defier) (is that word even real)(anyway)

[worldismyne]

I got another fic idea, but I got to finish the one I'm working on first.

Anyway, would have been cool if characters had to battle each of the seven deadly sins instead of rushing through the arc. Could have been cool to see which sins affected each character the most. Just saying >_>

[neg-im]

The main cast is all in a big poly relationship.

Idc what anybody else says

[shijieswife]

just a little idea i had in mind... baoshan sanren who was originally the only daughter of a sect leader, beautiful and lovely, who had to learn cultivation in secret from her brothers, who grew to be better than they could ever dream of. who, once her father found out what she was doing, was set to be married of to wen zhongzhu's second son, as soon as she turned of age. who, with the help of her brothers, ran off into the mountains, never to seen again.

who did come back, this time... unearthly. her loveliness melted away to an unsettling beauty, sharp and cutting. her once black hair, whiter than the whitest jade, her ears sharp and teeth even sharper. her once black eyes turned into eyes that shift into indescribable colours, as light hits.

she roams the countryside, helping the common people. she gives them blessings, blessings only an immortal could give. to the common people, she is known as the wandering goddess.

to the sects, baoshan sanren. she does not visit her home sect, and yet visits her brothers, when they are roaming away from it. the only sect she visits, is gusu lan.

she retreats back to her mountain, after the death of lan yi, the only other (known) female cultivator of her generation. this time, she is truly never seen again.

and, yet, children descend from her mountain, with white hair and kaleidoscope eyes, the same unnerving beauty. our immortal mastar, baoshan sanren, they say. who saved us from certain death, who comes to the rescue of any child who asks. they are never to go back to the mountain, they say.

a-ying hears this from a former storyteller turned beggar, remembers mamas white hair and words telling him about her master, who would come if he asked. scoffs, because if she truly comes to any child who asks, why hasnt baoshan sanren come yet ?

years later, left to die in burial mounds, a white haired woman with dark eyes, lightless as burial mounds is, stands over him, and asks. 'will you finally come, now, child?'

[kosmazsankosamazsin]

"Mastar eklerinde kaldı bütün fiiller"

[undedkat]

there is not enough mastar content where the two of them get into an actual fistfight.

[sahdah]

@chichirichick tagged me for SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY 😁

#Taming of the Shrew (chapter 2 In Which Maka has a shit day)

That’s something he clearly throws money at. Maka flaps a frantic hand in front of her nose trying to wave away the high end ghost of Jo Malone. It’s too late, it’s already burned into olfactory memory. Has been since karate. In an environment reeking of sweaty feet on rubber gym mats and armpits, her delicate nose had to find a life line somewhere. It was self preservation.

If you have any curiosity to read, you can find it HERE

@silluuuu gives the best comments!

Not sure how alive my blog is since it's been badly neglected, but if you want to join in tag me! 💖💖💖

[birharabe]

'Mastar eklerinde kaldı bütün fiiller,