Raven

Independent pre52 Raven Private & Selective  I have come to know the ways of many; studied furiously at scholars' sides; and have seen much beyond what anyone else would believe. Are you willing to learn as I have? Or are you merely here to interrupt my studies. 

[darkmeditation]

Ik you don’t use a face claim but do you know what features raven has in your point of view ? I always think of her in the 80s style classy and a bit revealing clothes and think she looks like Snow White (white skin and dark hair and amazing voice)

//You've actually damn near nailed it. Tall, almost ethereal beauty, confidence but reservation. I live for the 80s classic style.

[mcavoy]

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

Reblog if you think there are characters that are fun to interact with than musing them yourself.

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[darkmeditation]

//replies probably tomorrow, its karaoke night tonight so my head has to be elsewhere

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[cuteautumn]

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

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only 15 minutes left to reblog yall!!!

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nevermind i forgot time zones exist

[darkmeditation]

//I’m doin my best to be here more, I really am hahaha. I can’t promise that i’ll be as active as I am elsewhere, because i’m still planning my wedding, but ya know. Life.

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Send me “Hush, go back to sleep.” for my character to fall asleep in your characters arms.

[darkmeditation]

hellraged‌:

“You can help, but it depends on your definition of help. I try t’work alone.” Not to mention, just because he didn’t view her as an active threat didn’t mean he had to trust her just yet. His experiences with demons wasn’t exactly pleasant, so a half demon who had some of the flying powers of the likes of a Summoner still didn’t put him in the befriending mindset– Yet at least. It’s been a while since he had a decent conversation. Definitely a nice change of pace compared to the pull jaws off, bash skulls in, ask questions almost never.

Fists clench briefly, popping knuckles with loud snaps, even through his armor. “I used to be a marine, got stationed on Mars after breaking my CO’s nose for ordering me to fire on civilians– Someone opened a portal to Hell, demons got loose, I killed them, went into Hell, and have been making sure they don’t get loose again ever since.” Keeping doors closed was fairly easy since they didn’t have anybody on the outside to open one, but keeping their number of forces down to zero was an ordeal. Keeping his stride forward, hand very briefly using a massive rib protruding from the ground as a baring when the footing got briefly dodgy. “I’d tell you how long I’ve been here, but time doesn’t exactly pass here. No day, no night– No seconds, no hours. Just eternal damnation.”

Raven gave the man- now who she knew as a soldier- a curt nod. It barely registered that he’d mentioned being stationed on Mars. That…was not the strangest thing she’d ever heard. She felt that faint ripple of contempt at mention of the civilians, and she understood that pain far too well. She didn’t feel the need to say as much, though her tone did hold a touch more respect than it may have earlier. “A thankless job, then.” Raven ducked through an almost archway made by another one of those massive ribs and a stone pillar, keeping pace with him though her feet never touched the ground.

“Keeping the number of demons out there at a minimum is a cause I can get behind. I can’t guarantee how frequently I’ll be here. But I’m more than willing to come back and help you fight. Maybe even help you find a way to seal them away permanently.”

[darkmeditation]

hellraged‌:

“Can’t imagine anyone wantin’ t’get stuck by a demon.” At least as far as the ones around here look, act, and well… everything. They were hideous, bloodthirsty, and honestly not all that friendly. He’d killed enough of them with his bare hands to be able to feel confident in saying that. That was besides the point though, probably not his place to be poking about in her private matters anyway.

“Congratulations. You made it. Yer in a new an’ fresh Hell. Can’t imagine why you’d wanna come here, but here you are. North is lakes’a fire and brimstone, South is where they keep the lost souls on pikes. East an’ west are more’a the same. Now what?” If she could travel dimensions that was a bit of an out wasn’t it? A way back to home? Nah, wasn’t nothin’ left for him there. ‘Sides, someone had to keep these bastards at bay, and he wasn’t exactly shirking his duty. He walks toward, then past her, dropping down the short ledge into the deep brimstone scorched red sands.

“Fresh new hell indeed,” the empath agreed. His comments just rolled off of her, she couldn’t fault what he was saying based on his own experiences just as much as she could fault a fish for swimming. Now what? She let her feet rise from the rocks below her and floated after the man. “Well now, that all depends. I can leave, knowing nothing of this place. Or I can stay and help.”

 Fire and brimstone were nothing new to her. She’d been to countless underworlds, some even man-made. Raven scanned the horizon before her, the thin haze of steam and heat making the line in the distance waver. “I told you how I got here. How about you?”

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Symbols for the mun

💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted

✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me

💍 I want to be exclusives with you 

⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did

☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how

💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t

🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends

🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

💡 I have a thread idea for us!

💌 I just think you’re amazing

💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me

[darkmeditation]

hellraged‌:

“I got time. Can’t be any nuttier than half the shit I’ve lived. Assume you got good enough reason for digging yourself down here, so to speak.” The tale of William Joseph Blazkowicz was an unruly and wild one, that with each passing moment only seemed to get weirder. Reaching back, a magnetic fastener holds his double barrel on his back, he probably wouldn’t need it, and if he would his hands could probably do the talking just as well this close.

“Educated guess. I know demons. I know what happens in this part’a Hell t’humans not all that well protected.” Though most were just eager to try and pull him apart. That and humans regularly didn’t do to well in the depths all by themselves with little more than cloaks to protect them. He talked with his hands and bullets, he murdered demons for sport and for the good of those the forces of Doom would see destroyed, but he wasn’t stupid. “’Sides, you’re one’a the few non-imp-y faces I seen that isn’t actively suffering eternal damnation.”

Perhaps this was just coincidence. Raven took a tentative step closer; it was clear that she wasn’t regarded as a threat to him. Hopefully she could keep it that way. That still wouldn’t stop her from letting a smirk creep up her lips once the man was finished talking. “Though I must admit. You’re only half right. Demon blood only comes from dad.”

From a pocket on the inside of her cloak, she produced a bit of parchment. It was filled edge to edge with scribblings and scratchings in a plethora of tongues. “I can travel between dimensions, to other worlds and timelines that most would only claim fiction. And I have been working to decode and unlock some of the secrets of a manuscript that had been in my possession for some time now.”  A few seconds passed before Raven tucked the cheat sheet back into her pocket. “That manuscript, it would seem. Brought me here.”

[darkmeditation]

hellraged‌:

“Ruins of Argent D’Nur. Supposed former home of Gods and Kings– All I ever seen of it was death and ruin.” Demons didn’t like to come here anymore, not while he was here, not while he was awake. They feared his wrath and they saw this as his domain. A brief respite from the forces of Doom, for the fearsome Slayer of prophecy, the slayer made king of a fallen kingdom.

“How’d you get here? Hell ain’t exactly an easy place to get into– Let alone traverse.” Humanity spent decades building portals and still mostly relied on pre-existing ancient doors to the realm of eternal suffering, and now that he was here he’d spent years here in this void that time couldn’t reach, learning how to travel.

Now that was beyond interesting. Amusement flickered in her eyes, smile widening juts a touch as she took in the realm around her. So, the manuscripts had worked. “Do you want the long answer?” Raven asked, stepping fully into the light and pulling back the hood of her cloak. “Or the short answer.”

Either way, this was already putting her well on her way to understanding at least _some_ part of the codex. Realms and hells untold, rife with destruction. Clearly there was no mistaking it. “You say you’ve not seen demons like me here before. You’re the first to ever guess that right on the first go. Most just call me witch.”

[darkmeditation]

hellraged‌:

@darkmeditation​ liked for a starter

Wherever he went, death followed, and all through the pits of fire and brimstone screams of agony from his dismembered and deceased victims echo like a symphony of agony conducted by the Doom Slayer himself. It was with that fear that he worked tirelessly to stave off full invasion from the forces of Doom.

Not like any demon he’d ever seen. “Ain’t see too many like you in the pits.” He’s pushing shells into his gun, snapping it closed, and resting the barrel on his shoulder.

A tilt of the empath’s head let her regard the man with some measure of curiosity. The makeup of his emotional aura was one of constant turmoil, yet she was unfamiliar with him. It was only when he spoke did she even realize that she’d bothered to step from the shadows previously cloaking her form. “Perhaps that is for the best,” came her calm reply.

Truthfully, she didn’t even know how it was that she came to be here. Raven looked around, the obvious question burning her tongue before she even got the words completely out. “What is this place? I find nothing about it familiar.”

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Realistic Halloween Starters

“– He gave me a toothbrush. Let’s egg his house.” “Didn’t even try to decorate the house, huh.” “If you wear that ‘this is my costume’ t-shirt, I swear to god…” “Ew, I hate this flavor. Trade?” “Stop crying, it was just some dude wrapped in toilet paper!” “Wow, you sure put too much effort into this holiday.’ “They didn’t have any more candy so I asked for weed.” “DON’T GIVE KIDS ALCOHOLIC CANDY!” “Every time I sit down more kids show up at the door. I hate Halloween.” “Whoops, no more candy. Sorry. Bye.” “How cute. You look like you raided a dumpster!” “THAT COSTUME IS CULTURALLY INSENSITIVE!” “Apparently she’s dressed as a witch, but I don’t really see the difference…” “Aren’t you a little old to be trick or treating?” “I don’t think you should be having that much sugar…” “If you weren’t diabetic before, I’m pretty sure you are now…” “Bobbing for apples is gross. Every kid got spit in there.” “This house isn’t sca–AHHH!” “Kind of makes me wish something interesting would happen. Like murder.” “NO. NO OUIJA BOARDS!” “We’re going to a graveyard? What are you, thirteen?” “I’ve seen scarier Hot Topic cashiers.” “This isn’t right. Where are the slutty male costumes?!” “This party sucks. I’d rather be out getting free candy with first-graders.” “Yeah, because I definitely want to get arrested for trespassing tonight.” “You wasted all the toilet paper on the first house, there’s nothing left!” “Okay, so just hit the door bell and then run!” “It’s just a couple of broken eggs, it’s not going to damage the car!” “No way. People who have sex at parties die on Halloween. That’s just movie logic.”

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Phobia Drabble Prompts

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Agateophobia: Your muse thinks they’re going crazy, and mine is trying to talk them down.

Agliophobia: My muse nurses yours after an injury.

Agrizoophobia: Our muses encounter a wild animal.

Amnesiphobia: Your muse has forgotten mine, and mine is trying to make yours remember.

Angrophobia: My muse is furious at your muse.

Anthrophobia: My muse brings yours flowers.

Arsonphobia: Our muses are trapped in a burning building.

Asthenophobia: Your muse passes out in my muse’s arms.

Atychiphobia: My muse comforts yours after a (real or perceived) failure.

Brontophobia: Our muses are caught in a storm together.

Catagelophobia: Your muse catches mine doing something embarrassing.

Chionophobia: Fluffy drabble about our muses playing in the snow.

Chorophobia: Our muses dance together.

Chrometophobia: My muse helps yours out of a financial crisis, or vice-versa.

Chronophobia: AU drabble about our muses in a different time era.

Cibophobia: My muse cooks a meal for yours.

Cleptophobia: Your muse steals something from mine.

Coimetrophobia: My muse visits your muse’s grave.

Coitophobia: A smutty drabble about our muses.

Cyberphobia: Our muses talk in a chat room, but don’t realize their chat partners are each other.

Dikephobia: My muse is pressing criminal charges against yours.

Dipsophobia: Our muses drinking together.

Ergophobia: My muse hires yours to work for them.

Gamophobia: Our muses get married.

Gerascophobia: Our muses meet each other forty years from now.

Gymnophobia: My muses accidentally sees yours naked.

Iatrophobia: My muse accompanies yours to a doctor’s appointment.

Limnophobia: Your muse saves mine from drowning.

Lockiophobia: Our muses have a baby together.

Macrophobia: Our muses are waiting for something bad, and trying to distract each other from the thought.

Mastigophoiba: My muse punishes yours for something (either smutty or angsty, specify).

Melophobia: My muse performs a song for yours.

Merinthophobia: My muse finds yours tied or chained up.

Metrophobia: My muse writes a poem for yours.

Necrophobia: My muse just found out that yours has died.

Nosemaphobia: Your muse is ill, and mine is taking care of them.

Oneirophobia: My muse has a dream about yours.

Phasmophobia: Your muse is visited by my muse’s ghost.

Soceraphobia: Your muse meets my muse’s parents.

Zelophobia: My muse is feeling jealous of yours.