#crimsondemon

[mr-red-official]

El marcianito que todos queremos en #metalslugattack , #konosuba #megumin #crimsondemon #wizard #martian #metalslug #drawingoftheday #doodleart #sketchoftheday #copicmarkers #colors #anime #animegirl #magic #metalslugx #mrred https://www.instagram.com/p/B_4CfCaBZJa/?igshid=d6p6uk4w81eu

[demonioescarlata]

War zone behind 🎃 💀... #someplace #shair #crimsondemon #shair #jasonvoorhees #october #fridayvibes #barlife #lifeistooshorttowearboringclothes #black https://www.instagram.com/p/Boj0ihdl5Un/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9zwggjfdvgfu

[marshmallowpuppers-blog]

(not a great pic of the nendoroid but there’s nothing else out there...) 

Megumin’s colors have been completed! It’s only a matter of time for pre-orders now. Probably somewhere around March I’m guessing, after the second season has aired and there’s more hype for it, but still exciting!

[ladytoaster]

Totally cosplaying Megumin. She is so damn cute ugh. #cosplay #kawaii #crimsondemon

[weatherwitchwhispers]

The morning after the night before.

"A broken or lost friendship can never ever return to its former shape." Ororo thought, leaning on the windowsill in her bedroom. The gardens were just visible from where she was and she made a mental note to check on her plants. "A lost friendship has lost the faith and trust." She leant forward a little further, pressing her forehead against the cool window. "The relation between two friends is just like a glass." She pondered, "If it is once broken it cannot be joined again properly. Even if it is joined, through time consuming methods... the crack is always there." Another pause, "Neena threw a brick through our friendship. Daken took a bat to it. It was Vandalism, plain and simple." Ororo was still reeling from the words she'd heard from her own friend's mouth...she had compared their friendship to servitude. To enslavement.

She pushed away from her thoughts and the window in once smooth movement, she needed the peace of her gardens. She'd devote her mind to the task of making Azazel feel at home and avoid thinking of Neena or Daken for the rest of the day. Ororo Monroe wasn't one to run from her problems, but everyone needed to clear their heads once in a while. It's how you maintained a clear-thinking perspective. 

There was one clear thought in her mind, however.

"Friends are easier to lose to death."

[weatherwitchwhispers]

Ba--

The sound of a 'BAMF' was enough to trigger Ororo to wipe away some of the errant tears and move the dresser out of the way. She rushed her way back to the kitchen, to be greeted by Az and a few suitcases.

"Come on." She said, her voice practicedly level, "I'll show you your room." Another harsh swipe of her eyes with the back of her right hand.

[weatherwitchwhispers]

--mf

The post had barely shown up before Azazel appeared in the kitchen beside Ororo. She jumped and coffee slopped over the edge of the cup, onto the counter and floor.

"Damnit to hell, Az."