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my reverb fanmix! LISTEN | DOWNLOAD
for the most part the vibe of this music is creepyish and chill. hopefully it’s a good mix to listen to!
my other reverb artwork can be found here: jackim | soma
fic by rainshatteredsky: ffnet | ao3
fic by Peppermint-Poppy: ffnet | tumblr
the soma side of my reverb artwork! jackim is here and fanmix is here!
my reverb is a jumble of bizarre pictures in a mix of digital and traditional, and it may be odd, but it was what came out of me when I faced this challenge. I hope someone finds something cool about it! my authors had to make something out of this craziness, so check that out too. Below the cut is one more piece of artwork…it’s soul and maka’s faces sort of melting together. yeah, didn’t want to spring that on anyone but it’s not as gross as it sounds, so go take a peek.
fic by rainshatteredsky: ffnet | ao3
fic by Peppermint-Poppy: ffnet | tumblr
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the jackim side of my reverb artwork! soma is here and the fanmix is here!
I had a bunch of strange images in my head and I rolled with it and my authors drew from these. it’s directionless and specific at the same time, and it was a whole lot of fun to create! I know it doesn’t really look like fanart, but I hope someone gets a kick out of it! and be sure to check out the fics my authors pulled out of my mess
fic by rainshatteredsky: ffnet | ao3
fic by Peppermint-Poppy: ffnet | tumblr
Thank you for the links! <3 Do you have any rpers in this fanbase?
soul-reference has been working on a roleplay recommendation page. I set up such a site here, but it is out-of-date. I usually recommend some Soul Eater roleplayers every Saturday morning, which you can find here.
Hey, Soul Eater roleplayers: reply or reblog to introduce yourself!
Is there a chance? A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel? A reason to fight?
Is there a chance, you may change your mind…
Enter.
Detect my sudden existence on your sonar You feel the e c h o Electrify the resistance in your broken heart And burn it up
H O M E | | A S K | | R U L E S
Is there a chance? A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel? A reason to fight?
Is there a chance, you may change your mind…
Enter.
« The madness spreads like a disease. » I understand. I’m not needed for anything anymore. Home / Rules / About
Detect my sudden existence on your sonar You feel the e c h o Electrify the resistance in your broken heart And burn it up
H O M E | | A S K | | R U L E S
Reblog and you will complete all your Reverb 2015 projects
*is cute and perfect but also unstable, violent and self-destructive*
what the actual fuck, these two look like they’re about to enter a dance competition, not hunt down a murderer
these fucking dorks are killing me
The order to deal with Crona is given to the Spartoi!
Like/Reblog this if you post Soul Eater.
I just finished Soul Eater and I really need more of its awesomeness on my dash :3
Soul Eater- Art Evolution: Soul Eater Evans
{Where the Heart is, There is Home} - @clinicaldissection
He didn’t flinch or anything at his student’s flailing, seeming understanding of their ordeal. Crona was…definitely a special case, to put it lightly. They went through so much with having been manipulated and abused by one that dared called herself their mother…Poor thing was so jumpy and nervous, it was a wonder they didn’t fall apart.
But Stein was a patient man, standing there as he waited for Crona to speak their mind. A few times, he had attempted to say something himself…trying to find his own words, and at one point offer to say anything to reassure his student…but he wasn’t sure how exactly to do so. And thus, Stein stood their in silence, waiting for the young meister to speak their mind.
Oh? Was that all the younger one was so worried about??
Once the question was asked, Stein chuckled a bit before leaning down towards Crona, placing a gentle hand on their shoulder.
"Not at all, Crona, I don’t mind. You can always talk to Marie and I if you feel the need to do so. However, Miss Marie is asleep at the moment, but if it’s something you’d like to talk to me about, I wouldn’t mind. Now come on; let’s get you inside and away from the cold, hmm?"
Crona stiffened at the contact, instantly hit with the impulse to run far, far away. . No one. No one ever touched them, { unless they were trying to hurt them } but this was the Professor. Professor Stein worked for Shibusen, and Shibusen was a good place, full of nice people. No one there had tried to hurt them, not ever. Even when they had done bad things, very bad things, everyone had been so nice. And so Crona stood in place, still fidgeting nervously even as they nodded. They didn’t feel cold, but some part of Crona understood that the mistake was understandable with the way they had been shivering. Normal humans shook when they got cold, and their teeth made little clacking sounds; Crona had found that out long ago, when their mother had taken them far away to a place where the ground was coated in white. “Th-thanks, Professor Stein,” Crona said, bobbing their head almost comically. They were relieved, though brows were still drawn, lips remained tightly pressed together, and eyes were cast back down to the ground. Every second, the hope within them was rising despite desperate efforts to push it back down. Hope never led to anything but disappointment- - it was yet another human feeling that Crona hadn’t been allowed. Having received an invitation, Crona reached for the doorknob and pushed. When the door didn’t budge, they pushed harder, feet sliding back. They stopped then, embarrassed and clearly confused: doors weren’t supposed to be difficult.
