Demon hammer Death Scythe, currently assigned to the DWMA as Franken Stein's partner.

((This is an independent, manga-based!RP account for Marie Mjolnir from Soul Eater. None of the art belongs to me, all credit goes to their creators.))

Current Status: Semi-active
  
Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

"Well, I can think of a few ways to burn that energy off that doesn’t end in me with busted chains." He eyed her up and down once, "We can even include chocolate if you want. I’ve heard Americans find food in bed rather attractive." He gave her a smirk, sliding his arm back and bracing himself against the back of the couch.

Even as her golden eye glinted with a hint of lust, the demon hammer straightened to her full height, intentionally not transforming. “Get your mind out of the gutter, chainsaw, and watch as I throw you out of Lord Death’s territory on your ass!”

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

Oh shit. *jumps to the side on the couch and leaps to feet* what’s got you all hot and bothered tonight? Are you really looking for a fight? I mean, I’ll give ya one.

"Well, I’ve sure as hell got energy to work off." She spun easily, landing to face him.

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

 

Hag? HAG!? -snarls at-

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"You owe me chocolate for that, chainsaw."

He shrugged, “you told me to back off blondie. It’d be suggesting something if I went an got you chocolates now.”

-lunges for-

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

Fuck you both is all I have to say.

((And a fuck you too, Giriko.)) 

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Sounds good to me, name the time and place darlin’.

Like I’d ever.

Ever be able to resist? I know. I can’t seem to get away from all these women trying to chase me down… I’m just that irresistible…

-swings at- No, really. Back off, chainsaw.

*steps back to avoid the swing* Hey now, fine. I’ll back off. Crabby old hag. *flops back on the couch*

Hag? HAG!? -snarls at-

"You owe me chocolate for that, chainsaw."

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

Fuck you both is all I have to say.

((And a fuck you too, Giriko.)) 

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Sounds good to me, name the time and place darlin’.

Like I’d ever.

Ever be able to resist? I know. I can’t seem to get away from all these women trying to chase me down… I’m just that irresistible…

-swings at- No, really. Back off, chainsaw.

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

crushinghammermarie:

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

Fuck you both is all I have to say.

((And a fuck you too, Giriko.)) 

image

Sounds good to me, name the time and place darlin’.

Like I’d ever.

Dear Mindfang- I'm on a soul theory kick again. Want to play?
crushinghammermarie

walking-massacre:

auntiemindfang:

Oh darling, I’m not much of a soul theorist. would you like me to shake the drunkard out of 8ed? Make him get on his own account?

Fuck you both is all I have to say.

((And a fuck you too, Giriko.)) 

musicalperfection:

crushinghammermarie:

musicalperfection:

"I haven’t seen you in forever~" He grinned at her, "I wasn’t sure if I’d be around. How’ve you been? I’ll make sure to call next time."

She grinned back and bumped his hip with hers. “I’m all right. Things were rough for awhile, but we’re good here now.” Marie paused. “You HAVE called your brother, right?”

"No. He’s not big on talking to me…"

"I forgot that- I’m sorry, Wes. It’s good to see family members of students in town though. We all needed to see other people after the last battle that happened…"

musicalperfection:

"I haven’t seen you in forever~" He grinned at her, "I wasn’t sure if I’d be around. How’ve you been? I’ll make sure to call next time."

She grinned back and bumped his hip with hers. “I’m all right. Things were rough for awhile, but we’re good here now.” Marie paused. “You HAVE called your brother, right?”

musicalperfection:

"I don’t know any of the people following me…"

What, I’m chopped liver now? Sheesh, come to Death City and you don’t even call.

It’s good to see you, Wes.

The Failed Legacy of Fred Phelps

amcintyre1991:

If you’re gay or have family in the military, you probably knew Fred Phelps.

My first encounter with Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church was as a closeted kid in a Catholic high school watching parts of The Laramie Project on HBO. I was scared and repulsed, not only because of Matthew Shepard’s brutal murder but because of Westboro’s response to it. The messages of hate on those garish red, yellow, and green signs made me feel ill and ashamed. Looking back on the boy I was then, I think of so many others who must have seen those signs and thought, “They’re talking about me. How can I be who I am or even tell anyone if that’s what will happen? Does God really hate me?”

Today, WBC announced that at the age of 84, Fred Phelps had died. When I was an undergrad, one of my gay friends told me he planned to throw a “Fred Phelps is Dead!” party when that day finally came (I haven’t talked to him today, so I don’t know if he plans to or if he ever really planned to throw that party). Many of my friends have expressed happiness that Phelps is gone; others have even gloated. My response was relief, particularly as I read the news reports. But oddly enough, it was an article from The Onion that made me cry as I thought about Fred Phelps’s awful legacy. I wept in sadness for the pain he had caused, but I wept in triumph because, ultimately, Fred Phelps failed.

The title of that Onion article is “Fred Phelps, Man Who Forever Stopped March of Gay Rights, Dead at 84.” Of course I laughed a little because The Onion is brilliant, but it made me realize that despite his legacy of hatred and homophobia, Fred Phelps lost, and his supporters continue to lose every day. Gay marriage is a reality in seventeen states. New laws are being passed that protect the basic dignity of trans men and women suffering from discrimination (we still have a long way to go on that). Our community is making strides towards equality and acceptance, regardless of Westboro Baptist or their tacky signs.

Because he was always on the losing side. Hearts and minds may not always be quick to change, but I believe that they are always open to it. Our world is full of hate, but it’s also full of love, and acceptance. Sure, there have been backward steps, but we will continue to push forward. And that, perhaps more than anything, is why Fred Phelps failed. Why he was always going to fail.

((I don’t care that I’m not on my personal tumblr, but this amazing man is a friend of mine and I’m proud of his words that express hope. My hometown is where WBC is based, and I have my own personal memories of being harassed by people involved- but I never realized how far their reach extended until I met people like my friend.

Everyone’s got their own reasons to be glad Fred Phelps is gone. But this resonates so strongly for me, and I’ll bet for many people who follow this blog.

Well said, my friend. Thank you for your gift of words.))

Stein Through Three Lenses: Marie and Comfort (and also the conclusion)

toushindai:

Intro

Death: Fear

Medusa: Temptation

Marie: Comfort (with conclusion/summary)

The relationship between Stein and Marie is certainly difficult to comprehend if one takes Stein at face value: as a brilliant, talented man who, due to his madness, tends towards cruelty and violence.

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Stein Through Three Lenses: Marie and Comfort (and also the conclusion)

toushindai:

[[LINKS COMING IN LIKE TEN MINUTES, I CRAVE YOUR PATIENCE, THX XOXO]]

Intro

Death: Fear

Medusa: Temptation

Marie: Comfort (with conclusion/summary)

The relationship between Stein and Marie is certainly difficult to comprehend if one takes Stein at face value: as a brilliant, talented man who, due to his madness, tends towards cruelty and violence.

Read More