Soul is the lead singer in a famous band and is going to propose to maka on stage (plz write)
With Soul being on tour with Spartoi for the last six months, there was only one person he was excited to see; Maka. He’d been away from her for far too long and he wanted nothing more than to hold her. He missed her warmth, feeling her arms wrap around him as they fell asleep, waking up to see her smiling face in the morning, the smell of her food wafting through their apartment; they were all things he missed and tonight he was finally going to see her again.
The only problem was that Spartoi still had one more concert to perform. Luckily it was in their hometown, but that still meant it would be another four hours until he got to see Maka again. By the time he arrived home, she might even be asleep so their reunion would have to wait until the morning.
He must have missed her more than he expected because as he stood on stage he could have sworn he saw her standing there in the front row, her smile was warm and welcoming. The urge to jump down and embrace quickly overwhelmed him, but he was in the middle of a song. He would have to wait until they were finished before doing anything. But even so, he continued staring at her, hoping he could convey his feelings to her, let her know how much he truly missed her. He tried thrusting his soul and heart out to her, allow her to feel the same warmth he did upon seeing her.
God, he loved this woman. He wanted to be with her forever.
And that’s when the crazy thought of proposing there and then came to mind. It wasn’t in his nature to do it in front of thousands of people, but fuck it was Maka and he really did miss her.
After the song ended, he took the mic from Kilik and tried to get the crowd to become quiet. After about ten minutes, he was finally successful.
"I have an announcement to make, my girlfriend is here tonight and I couldn’t be happier." The crowd cheered but quickly stopped when he raised his hand. "And, I never thought I would do this, but fuck I missed you Maka. I don’t have a ring right now," a few cries of aw broke through the crowd, "but I promise in the morning we can go out and buy one."
Soul jumped down from the stage, the security guards rushing to form a shield around him, but stopped when he put up his hand. He walked toward the spot where he saw Maka, his heart bursting with excitement. He was finally going to be able to hold his girlfriend.
But as he approached, Maka wasn’t there. Instead there stood a worried Tsubaki.
"Soul, Maka she couldn’t…" She looked down, placing a stray lock of hair behind her hair. "I’m so sorry. She didn’t see him coming and before she knew it, it was too late."
The excitement in his heart was quickly replaced with dread. “What are you talking about?” This couldn’t be happening.
"I’m sorry, but she’s….she’s gone." The tears in his friend’s eyes were real and they only meant one thing.
But he refused to believe it.
"No. No, fuck that shit. I saw her! She was just here! This is some sick fucking joke!" He pulled the mic up to his mouth. "Okay, Maka, you can come the fuck out now! The jokes over! You can’t be…" His voice broke at the end, and he dropped the mic.
He didn’t know what to do. His world was spinning. Maka couldn’t be gone, she just couldn’t be. She wouldn’t leave him like this. They were supposed to get married and live happily ever after. There were still things she wanted to do in her life like travel to Europe and read all those damn books on her bookshelf. She was supposed to be living her life, not lying six feet under, her body cold. He would never be able to feel her warmth ever again.
"Fuck!" He wanted to break something, anything.
But before he could, Star’s arms were around him, dragging him outside of the venue. Once outside, Star released him. Soul kicked the dumpsters, throw boxes and crates, he tried everything to get his anger out, but none of it was good enough. He didn’t want to live in a world where Maka didn’t exist. He wanted to be with her. He was supposed to be with her. They were soul mates. How the fuck could the world be so cruel?
He broke down crying in the middle of the alley wanting nothing more than to hear her voice again and be away from this awful nightmare.
But she was gone. He would never hear her laugh, see her smile, or touch her ever again.
A world without Maka was truly a lifeless one.
The first time i saw this vine, i laughed so hard.
YESSS MY FAVORITE!!!!
I ALMOST SHOVED MY COMPUTER OFF MY DESK OH GOD
I said that this couldn’t be that great.
I was so wrong.
sorry love I’m spoken for, but would you settle for THIS BRAAAAND NEW CAAARRRRR
i dont have a license u tease
the first one is kind of you with a flower-shooting wand (anime? idk). The second one is me like “wtaf”…third one is you going “meehhehehehehe” like trying to be creepy and then walking away like an idiot. *bows*
will you marry me
╰( ´・ω・)つ──☆✿✿✿✿✿✿ *whaa-tchaaaa* (⊙︿⊙✿) ƪ(`▿▿▿▿´ƪ) ┌( ಠ_ಠ)┘
what the actual
LMAO LMAO xDD
ALRIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS, TIME FOR SOME LEARNIN SO SIT OUR BITCH ASS DOWN AND GET OUT OUR NOTEPAD
THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS SUGAR SCRUB. YEAH I KNOW YOUVE SEEN IT BEFORE BUT YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I KNOW AND THAT WHEN YOU USE IT WITH ONE OF THESE FUCKERS
YOU WILL GET LEGS AND ARMS AND ANY OTHER SHIT YOU WANT THAT IS SO SOFT YOU WILL BE SHOVING IT IN THE FACE OF EVERYONE YOU KNOW AND ASKING THEM TO COMPARE IT TO THE TENDER PINK FLESH OF A NEWBORN
SO GET YOURSELF SOME FUCKING WHITE SUGAR AND SOME CHEAP ASS OIL LIKE CANOLA OR SOME SHIT AND MIX THAT SHIT WITH TWO PARTS SUGAR AND ONE PART OIL( THAT MEANS TWICE AS MUCH SUGAR AS OIL BITCHES I USUALLY USE ONE CUP OF SUGAR AND DO SOME FUCKING MATH TO FIGURE OUT HOW MUCH OIL THAT IS) DROP A FEW DROPS OF VANILLA ESSENCE OR MAYBE SOME FUCKING LAVENDER OIL WHATEVER YOU WANNA SMELL LIKE. MIX IT UP REALLY GOOD MMMM SMELLS LIKE CAKE BATTER FUCK YEAH.
NOW GET YOURSELF GOOD AND NAKED. REAL NAKED. PAMPER YOUR GODDESS-LIKE ASS WITH A BUBBLE BATH. TAKE ONE OF THOSE RAZORS YOU GOT AND SHAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE TO SHAVE LEGS ARMS VAJAYJAY PITS I DONT FUCKING CARE.
NOW GET OUT OF THAT GROSS HAIRY DIRT WATER AND SIT ON THE EDGE OF THAT THERE BATHTUB. TAKE A HANDFUL OF THAT SWEET GOOP AND RUB IT ALL OVER THAT SKIN OF YOURS(just dont use this stuff on or near your lady bits i put this in lower case because it is really important your love cavern does not like sugar uh uh no way its diabetic) RUB RUB RUB KEEP RUBBIN YEAH YOUR HANDS STARTING TO FEEL WEIRD GOOD BECAUSE ITS WORKING
NOW TAKE THAT CHEAP-ASS DISPOSABLE RAZOR YOU HAVE AND SHAVE OFF THAT NASTY-ASS DEAD SKIN EWW ITS SO GROSS NO ITS NOT ITS YOUR OWN SKIN BUT ITS ALL GREY. RINSE OF THAT OILY STUFF BECAUSE YOUR SKIN AINT NO SLIP-N-SLIDE
GOOD NOW FEEL YOUR NEWFOUND SOFT SKIN THAT WAS ONCE BURIED UNDER LAYERS OF DEAD FLAKES OF YOUR PAST SELF YOUR WELCOME MOTHERFUCKERS CLASS DISMISSED
IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS POST FOR AGES
thanks for the tip karkat
ABOUT TO TRY THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW I’LL LET YOU KNOW HOW IT WENT IN LIKE 40 MINUTESSTATUS REPORT: IT WORKS OKAY. BUT BE THE FUCK CAREFUL CAUSE THAT’S OIL AND OIL AND WATER DON’T LIKE EACHOTHER. IF YOU’RE NOT CAREFUL WHEN YOU SIT BACK DOWN TO RINSE THE OIL OFF YOU’LL FALL AND POSSIBLY DIE.
ALSO, SHIT IS MESSY. SO BE SURE TO BE READY TO CLEAN UP WHATEVER FALLS ON THE FLOOR AS YOU’RE SITTING ON THE EDGE OF YOUR TUB. LIKE HAVE A SPARE TOWEL SITTING THERE TO GET IT.
MY SKIN SOFT AS SHIT Y’ALL I KEEP RUBBIN IT JESUS HAS TOUCHED MY SKIN AND BLESSED ME. HALLELUJAH.
In case you were feeling sad.
This is the third time I’ve reblogged this today and I DON’T EVEN CARE
I’ve been laughing like an idiot at this for 10 minutes now.
it’s face like no whyyyyy