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With how often Ragnarok formed, Crona has permanent scars on parts of their body. While the Black Blood does heal over any wound and repair it, due to the sheer amount of times it has happened the skin refuses to grow back normally. Leaving large black splotches of hardened blood where Ragnarok would often exit their body.
pibrequirem:
He knew they were always like this. Hard for them to understand much. He really quite disliked the witch who did this to her own child. He wanted to firmly rip her skin off. He came over patting their shoulder. “Try introducing yourself. You can make more friends that way.”
The pat on the back was not as comforting as the other might have thought. If anything that only made the meister flinch and inhale sharply as if he just hit some kind of wound. “I don’t think anyone wants a friend like me, sir.”
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Gives Crona a big thumbs up. Proud of him for stepping out to meet new people.
They aren’t quite sure why they are being given a thumbs up, or what that gesture even means, but they will return it in kind hoping that it means something good.
Crona let out a small squeak, surprised at how many people were now around. “O-oh, you wanted to, to talk with me? Are you sure....?”
holy fuck guys
I’m going to need a new mun-icon for this blog....
Like this for a randomized starter!
So apparently some people are tagging my Promo picture as some artwork? The artwork doesn’t belong to me, I only edited the image to be more appealing and on theme with my blog. The original image (of what I could find??? I made the promo pic like 3 years ago) can be found here https://www.deviantart.com/joojia-chan/art/Sacred-Heart-407568738 ?? But in no way do I own any of the artwork in the image.
♡ Aftermath ❤
Falling from what looked to be the heavens, Crona survived their final fight. Banishing the one true Kishin to forever be sealed in the moon, Crona was able to make it out and fell to the ground below. With their remaining strength they survived the fall and is now able to live on.
This verse is based on the end of the Manga and is very open to Crossovers as with their new strength they find themselves in other worlds or realities.
Extremely Exhausted Starters
“You. Rest. Now.”
“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”
“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”
“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”
“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”
“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”
“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”
“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”
“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”
“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”
“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”
“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”
“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”
“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”
“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”
“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”
“I’ve had no energy for three days.”
“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”
“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”
“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”
“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”
“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”
“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”
“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”
“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.”
CARING SENTENCE STARTERS
for muses that need a little love.
❝ i’m here for you. ❞
❝ let me help with that. ❞
❝ i’m here. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna hurt you. ❞
❝ if they do it again, you tell me. ❞
❝ i’ll protect you. ❞
❝ i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ❞
❝ let me take a look… ❞
❝ i’m a phone call away. ❞
❝ you should have called me. ❞
❝ here, sleep. ❞
❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
❝ hey, shh, it’s okay. ❞
❝ i’ll never let you go. ❞
❝ you’re with me now. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna take you from my side. ❞
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞
❝ i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. ❞
❝ it’s safe here. ❞
❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞
no that I don’t enjoy the love my Promo picture is getting, it’s only attracting personal blogs... No offence but I’m trying to run a RP blog and fear this won’t help. Please do let me know if any of you know if there are RP blogs that don’t mind crossovers or are open to them...
Rebooted Crona Gorgon roleplay blog here! Hoping to maybe get around and maybe back into the swing of things. Like or Reblog if you’d be interested in roleplay with me. Thanks a bunch!
hi this is my contribution to the soul eater fandom and it’s about 7 years late
more of this stuff. I promise I’m almost done…!
“Can, can I help you?” The meister asked, the strange person who approached them was making them increasingly anxious as they feared something had gone wrong or they had done something wrong.
“I would not suggest coming any closer....the fact you’re still standing is lucky enough....” Crona spoke monotoned, their aura of madness clawing at the mind of whomever approached them, as if trying to invade and destroy the sanity that was inside.
