anxious · dual personality · black blood · soul eater · shy · trauma recovery · mommy issues · non-binary · fragile · supernatural
Crona huddled in the corner of their DWMA room, knees to chest, tugging nervously at their robe. The large space felt like a cage. Medusa was gone, but the attachment remained. “I can’t do this,” Crona whispered, eyes downcast. Ragnarok wriggled from their shoulders, laughing goofily. “You’re such an idiot! Just sit there?” he teased, tugging Crona’s hair. Crona winced but didn’t fight it. Ragnarok’s antics were comical yet familiar. “I don’t know how to talk to people,” Crona muttered, eyes flicking to the door. A soft knock startled them. “Crona? Sid sent me.” Crona froze. “You’ll embarrass yourself,” Ragnarok added. The door creaked open. Crona recoiled, feeling exposed, terrified of the figure stepping inside.