PROUD MUTANT.

COMIC BOOK BASED RAVEN DARKHOLME.

[igniteashes]

I just hit a very low mood point so I’m going to get off for a little while. I’ll try to do the starters sometime after school tomorrow for everyone who is waiting on them. thanks for being patient.

[drkholme]

I’m in a mood to write tbh both here and @igniteashes so hit the heart if you wan’t a little starter from us. I’ll come ask about verse and if you want angst or fluff but it’ll be probably largely random and pre established!! mutuals only.

[drkholme]

RAVEN DARKHOLME - ORIGINAL APPEARANCE. do not reblog.

[drkholme]

RAVEN DARKHOLME - ORIGINAL APPEARANCE 2. do not reblog. like welcome

[drkholme]

I’m in a mood to write tbh both here and @igniteashes so hit the heart if you wan’t a little starter from us. I’ll come ask about verse and if you want angst or fluff but it’ll be probably largely random and pre established!! mutuals only.

[drkholme]

my favorite headcanon about raven is that she actively hates adults but if you fuck with her children / her adopted children? she’s going to make sure to fuck your life up so bad you can’t even switch multiverses to fix that shit. 

[drkholme]

WHAT KIND OF SOUL ARE YOU…?

You Are an WARRIOR Soul

You're a strong person and sometimes seen as intimidating. You don't give up. You're committed and brave. Truly adventuresome, you are not afraid of going to battle. Extremely protective of loved ones, you root for the underdog. You are picky about details and rigorous in your methods. You also value honesty and fairness a great deal. You can be outspoken, intimidating, headstrong, and demanding. You're a hardliner who demands the best from themselves and others.

MOST COMPATIBLE WITH:                 Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul

Tagged by: nobody tbh, i just wanted to do it uwu Tagging: @etrnty, @osbcrned​ @hrlyqn​,  @boywhelmed​ and anyone else who wants to do it <3

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Send to get a kiss from my muse!

Add 👀 to give my muse the kiss, instead.

Send ❤️ for a romantic kiss. Send 🖤 for a neck kiss Send 💚 for a familial kiss Send 💙 for an accidental kiss Send 💜 for a platonic kiss Send 💛 for hand kiss Send 💝 for a a kiss on the forehead  Send 💞 for a dip kiss Send 💓 for a cheek kiss Send 💟 for a kiss on a wound Send 💔 for a bite on the lip Send 💘 for a kiss goodbye Send 💗 for a good morning or goodnight kiss Send 💕for a deep, passionate kiss Send ❣️ for a kiss that conveys an emotion Send 💖 for an anniversary Send 😍 for a kiss in greeting Send 🤜 for a punch in the kisser Send 🍝 for a food-based kiss Send 💋 for a kiss of the receiver’s choice

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Smut Starters & Symbols

TW: explicit sexual content, some slight humiliation. Feel free to change wording, pronouns, genitalia, etc, to better fit your muse.

Send one of the following SENTENCES for my muse’s reaction:

“You’re so pretty like this.” “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” “Do you want me to take you like this?” “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Slow down, slow down.” “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.” “I want to suck you off.” “I want to eat you out.” “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” “Please, please, touch me.” “I want to bury my face between your thighs.” “I want to touch you all night.” “Please. Please, I’ll beg, I’ll do anything you want.” “You can beg better than that, I think.” “Harder, harder–” “Fuck me until I can’t think.” “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.” “Would you let me take you here? Where anyone might see?” “I don’t usually do this - but for you, anything.” “You have such beautiful thighs.” “Be patient, I’m not going to fuck you dry, no matter how much you beg.” “Beg me for it.” “You were made for this, weren’t you?” “I think you’d stay on your knees all night if I’d let you.” “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.” “Don’t you dare come until I give you permission.” “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” “Touch yourself, go on.” “I want to make you feel good.” “I love it when you moan for me.” “Come on, darling, come for me.” “Come on my fingers, that’s it.” “God, your mouth, please–” “I need you, I need your (mouth/cock/pussy/ass/fingers)–” “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” “You’re so fucking tight.” “You feel so good.” “Kiss me, I want–please–” “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come–!” “Please let me come.” “I think I could go again, if you wanted.”

Send one of the following PROMPTS for my muse’s reaction:

[tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair [throat] - to grip my muse gently but firmly by the throat [chin] - to tilt my muse’s chin up to make them look at your muse [kneel] - to kneel in front of my muse [wall] - to pin my muse to a wall [wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists [flip] - to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down [drag] - to drag my muse into yours’ lap [palm] - to rub a palm against my muse’s clothed groin [rut] - to push a knee between my muse’s thighs, against their groin [mouth] - to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear [taste] - to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers [tongue] - to kiss my muse with tongue  [thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse  [finger] - to finger my muse [breasts] - to fondle my muse’s breasts [booty] - to fondle my muse’s ass [spank] - to spank my muse [restrain] - to tie my muse’s hands to prevent them from moving them [vibrator] - to use a vibrator on my muse [penetrate] - to fuck my muse with a cock, dildo or strap

[pants] - to make my muse come in their pants [facial] - to come on my muse’s face [inside] - to come inside my muse [risky] - to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered [early] - to make my muse come earlier than expected [edge] - to edge my muse/deny them orgasm [beg] - to beg my muse to let yours come

Add ‘reverse’ to any prompt for my muse to perform the action on yours instead! Alternatively, feel free to make up your own prompt even if it’s not on the list!

[deathwnged]

                         𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥.                                                                                  indie. private. mixed-canon. by moose.   

[drkholme]

RAVEN DARKHOLME - ORIGINAL APPEARANCE 2. do not reblog. like welcome

[drkholme]

RAVEN DARKHOLME - ORIGINAL APPEARANCE 2. do not reblog. like welcome

[drkholme]

intelligentmiinds·:

   He doesn’t make a comment about dragging people down – he believed in the accords and the idea of heroes being held accountable for their decisions. There had been too much destruction … but her comparison made him feel a little sick. They weren’t the same thing … right? So , instead of making a comment, he quietly listened to her talk as he tosses his bag onto the bed – thankfully there wasn’t anything fragile in there.

“ – not all humans are like that? There’s a lot of good people – people that just want to help and be there. ” He feels weird talking about humans – people like him – in that way. A lot of nights, he sat wondering if he was like her – like the other mutants in the X-Men. Wondered if he was really on the right team, considering there was nobody really like him on the Avengers team.

But there was nobody like him on the X-Men team. The talks about the x-gene always came to mind and he didn’t know if he held it. If he did, would people view him differently. There’s plenty of mutant haters out there. He just doesn’t understand how there could be people out there that really hated people that were different than them.

It was sick …

Taking a seat on his bed, he returned his full attention back to her. A slight blush covered his cheeks , eyes locking with her bright ones. “ I guess so. Everything that happened in Europe … ”

He doesn’t want to talk about it – there was too many bad memories that were connected to that trip. While there was a lot of cool things, he also had to fight for his life. And his whole identity was ruined by one man in a fishbowl.

“ I’m not dead. I’m … just trying to get by, you know? How you usually do when your life was ruined. ” A slight shrug, trying to be more casual about the topic. He didn’t need her to view her like a weakling. He could already feel her gaze piercing his skin. She always made his nerves go on overdrive.

——— MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE SHE’S BEEN BURNED BEFORE but she can’t help to swallow down the scoff that is making it’s way through her throat now. humans were the true issue with this world now --their narrow minded view on the world had destroyed them more than once and she’d been alive to see it. though as much as she wants to say it, mystique isn’t known for her even temper after all, she doesn’t. there is a odd melancholy air from him now that she doesn’t want to deepen -- because she knows what it feels like to be misplaced, to be lost and wandering and not know where you belong or if there is anyone else out there like you. 

            even now she doesn’t feel as if she belongs here with the others. she cannot swallow the sight of herself, she isn’t overtly flashy or loud. she is not a hero, not a good guy -- she is a terrible, vindictive soul that is flame haired and yellow eyed. perhaps her outside reflects the soul within her, wouldn’t that be poetic justice? “you don’t have to talk about it, no one is forcing you too.” it comes across harsh but she certainly doesn’t mean it that way --rather it is her own, vague way of telling him it’s fine. she knows what has happened to him and that alone is why she pulls the chair out from under the desk so that she can rest her tall frame within the confines of it. 

            she isn’t good at comforting anyone. her love is violent and questionable and dark but she wonders if she can taper down those urges for something softer? he seems breakable and fragile to her right now, as if the wrong move would see him crumble into dust and nothingness. “your life hasn’t been ruined, peter.” it’s the first time she has spoken his name and she crosses her legs across the knees, leaning back against the chair and casually pushing herself from side to side. she lolls her head back against the edge of the chair in a surprisingly normal gesture, taking piercing eyes away from him. “being good is to make sacrifices, isn’t it? to do what you love means to be prepared for the consequences.” 

             this probably isn’t helping...no one said she was a good motherly figure. “dying is easy, killing is easy, even being bad is easy. I think living and picking up the pieces is a lot scarier than that....but if you haven’t cracked yet then you’re going to be fine. aren’t you strong, spiderman? I think you are.” 

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intelligentmiinds·:

   Coming to his room after his nightly patrol meant relaxing and watching some Clone Wars as he passed the time before passing out. It was definitely not for seeing a strange woman in his bedroom – Mystique, to be more exact. He didn’t know much about her – but he did know that it wasn’t normal for her to just barge into bedrooms uninvited. There had to be some reason why she was here, right?

Or maybe she was just stalking him? Yeah, not likely, Parker. You’re the blandest hero on the Avengers team. As far as he knew, he wasn’t as cool as literal gods or supersoldiers.

He rushes to catch the figure before she drops it on the ground, holding the little Iron Man close to his chest, confusion clearly written all across his features. Did she really only come in here to question her choices of heroes?

A Captain America guy? No way.

“ – u-uh, I mean, I like him! He’s awesome! But it’s kind of hard to look at him the same way when you faced against him and a bunch of other rogue heroes… ”

But who was he kidding? He was still a big fan. He just didn’t hold the same place as Tony did. Mr.Stark … meant a lot to him.

“ I – uh – Mr.Stark saved me once. When I was little. He’s … kind of become my biggest hero. ” Eyes look down, locking with the lifeless eyes of the masked doll. He had got the doll on the same night – that night at the Stark Expo. It held a special place in his heart. It wasn’t meant to be just thrown around.

“ Um, ma’am, why exactly are you here? I mean, it’s lovely to see you, but … you aren’t supposed to be in my room. How did you get in here? Does my aunt know you’re in here? ”

——— SO HE WAS A FANBOY. in retrospect, it’s not a surprising revelation for the centuries old mutant standing in the middle of his bedroom now.  he is young and doesn’t everyone need someone to look up too? it’s not his fault that his taste is incredibly off, now is it? perhaps if she were just a bit more of an awful person she might say more, do more to discourage him and his dreams...but the one thing about mystique that she could not deny was her need to cultivate those who were younger...those who didn’t know better. those who didn’t know the things that she did -- centuries moved slowly now for her when the same things happened at the stupidity of both humans and mutants alike. 

            still his words about steve causes her to snort a little and roll her eyes, turning smoothly on her heel to go back to inspecting the desk she’d been rifling through just before he turned up. “when you’re older you will realize that people have a reason for everything. those accords are just the same as the anti-mutant sentiment....all of it aims to drag us down because they cannot begin to understand us.” there is a tinge of bitterness in her tone as she picks up a notebook and carefully flips through it. ah, school. she doesn’t know much about it anymore and the few times she’d been sent to infiltrate the throws of teenagers had sent her overboard. “humans will never understand you, they will never like you because you are not like them....but they will come to you when there is nothing else to do and demand your support anyway....” 

            there is not a moment where she thought that she might defend another hero --what were they to her? pains in the asses? perhaps thats the most apt description she can think of right now. she is only here now working for someone who considers themselves righteous because he’d stopped her execution at the hands of anti-mutant government officials. lucky her. “I guess it’s fine if it gives you something to believe in.” even if she thinks that his fundamental mentality is incredibly wrong in every single way. let the boy dream, life will show him the realities eventually. 

           though she can’t help but turn her head over her shoulder, tossing red curls over them so that she can better fix him with her vivid eyes. “how would it look if I let a human catch me?” she asks him, rolling her eyes again as she fully turns to face him once more as she had done when he first encountered her. her lithe form leaning against his desk as she crosses her limbs over her chest and eyes him. “I suppose I wondered if you were dead yet or not. You’re quite famous now, aren’t you, my little avenger?” did she care? not if he asked.

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RAVEN DARKHOLME - ORIGINAL APPEARANCE. do not reblog.

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DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS

Send me a 💀 and I’ll generate a number, 1 - 111, for what my muse will say to yours. Note that some content below the cut may be triggering.

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[drkholme]

DARK / VIOLENT STARTERS MEME { CURRENTLY ACCEPTING }

17. stop screaming!

——— IT IS NOT A SOUND THAT IS TERRIFYING BY ANY MEANS. yet the sound of his shout is akin to the sound of nails dragging arduously down a chalkboard. perhaps the sight of a random, blonde woman with crystalline blue eyes is more shocking to someone who is not expecting it --especially when she’s carefully looking over the articles in his room with varied levels of interest. currently she’s got her hands on this little figurine of iron man and there is a disgust on her face that is nearly palpable. he’s got quite the obsession with the billionaire, doesn’t he? is it the situation in which he lives? does he want to be like tony stark? it’s a quaint idea and she slowly, slowly turns to look at him. 

            what was once a blonde, blue eyed woman in her twenties is a baby faced woman with vivid blue skin and nearly glowing yellow orbs. “stop screaming.” it is phrased a demand rather than a question and the mutant holds the figure out to him as if she might drop it in his hands. “I’d figured you would have better taste than that, peter.” it’s clear she’d indicating the figure of the man between her fingers that she’s holding dangerously loose now as she waits for him to grab it from her. “I pegged you for a captain america guy....though the avengers are quite overrated in my opinion.” then again, who wasn’t to the red haired woman?

            the only good hero was the ones she didn’t have to see -- the righteous were the ones who often tried to thwart her best plans. she supposed it would be better for all of them if she would disappear into her hiding hole and never show her face ( mutated or not ) again. it’s too bad she thrives on causing trouble for them all. @intelligentmiinds​