Raven
Indie, helluva boss and hazbin hotel oc, multimuse and oc friendly. Canon divergent. Written by Raine. 18+. Shipping friendly. Multiverse and multiship friendly. Dm to plot.
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Raven
Indie, helluva boss and hazbin hotel oc, multimuse and oc friendly. Canon divergent. Written by Raine. 18+. Shipping friendly. Multiverse and multiship friendly. Dm to plot.
Rules Bio
Please read both!
Hello. This is going to be my last post for a while.
My mental health has gotten very bad and I need to take myself away from Tumblr and the community for my own health.
I hope to one day be back when I am doing well but. For now I’m going on permanent hiatus. I need to take care of myself. And my health.
Hope life goes well for you all.
Goodbye. Raine.
Hey people. Sorry I’m not super active lately. I’ve been doing a lot of protests and activism. All my hobbies are lower on my priorities right now and writing is a hobby. I really do miss writing with you all and I hope to get more active soon. Lots of love Raine.
‘Why aren’t we interacting?’
😿 - I’m too shy to reach out 😥 - I’m a little intimidated by your writing length / style / formatting 😵 - I don’t know how to approach you ⌛️ - You seem really busy 👥 - I don’t know which of my muses you’re interest in 📝 - It would help if you could feel my interest checker! ❓ - I’m not familiar with any of your current muses 📩 - I’ve sent you asks / written you starters, but you never replied to them 💬 - I have a plot in mind for us, but I haven’t found the right way/time to reach out 💞 - I ship our muses, but I don’t know if you’re interested ✒️ - I usually interact through memes / open starters and you don’t post a lot of them 🥇 - You followed me first and I’m waiting for you to make the first move 🥰 - I’m following you because I love your writing and content and I just want to read your stuff
“I got two free tacos”
Raven approaches Mayleene with a taco in both hands and a duo cup holder with two sodas being held up by her tail.
“And one of them has your name on it” she had literally written Mayleene on it. Just for the joke. (Fucking dumbass)
"Oooh. Nice. What kind?" *The human asked her new imp friend who she is having lunch with over by the taco stand that they spotted somewhere in Gluttony. It looks pretty good too since most of the food here in Gluttony does look surprisingly good. Mayleene looked at the taco with exactly her name on there. She grins and she took the taco to stare at it and she chuckled from the name and she smiled over at her* "No one did this for me. Having my named spelled on a taco."
“I’m not sure they have them to me for free I guess it’s supposed to be a surprise. Gluttony is full of surprises”
Mayleene wasn’t a sinner she hadn’t been sent here after dying so Raven had hoped she’d be able to go to other rings. Luckily she was right. Gluttony was one of her favourites. The food and party’s are amazing.
Raven unfurled her tail carefully placing the drinks on the table in front of her and passing one of the tacos to her friend. She was excited to hang out with her and show her around. Hell isn’t great but it’s not all bad and she wanted to help show her that.
“Well I’m glad I did because it made the joke funnier.”
One thing Raven was worried about is how human her friend looked. She looked human or at least a very human looking sinner no way was she hellborn.
"Yeah I can pretty much see it from how much the food looks like they taste good. Temptations can make anything look like they taste good honestly." *She replied much with a shrug and she looked down at her taco to take a bite. She hadn't hung out with a friend in so long and it's here in Hell out of all places when it comes to where she wouldn't know about but she felt comfortable at least thanks to Raven* "Yeah. I guess it did." *Mayleene smiled a bit and she looked down at her taco. Just a meat bag. She wasn't offended but it was just to remind her that she is still human. She takes another bite of the taco again and she sighed a bit at the taste* "Mmmm so good."
“It doesn’t just look good they usually are good. I think they mostly go up to earth to tempt not so much here. I don’t think the imps needs more influence to indulge”
Raven took a bite of her taco and smiled.She was glad that Mayleene agreed to hang out with her. She thought she wouldn’t but was happily surprised. Mayleene was easy to talk to and very interesting. She was glad to show her around.
“Glad you thought so. Bad jokes are my favourite.”
She continued eating and drinking. Finishing her taco and checking her phone. “So what else do you want to do since we’re here in gluttony. We can try other rings too. I wanna give you the best time out”
“Glad you liked it”
"What does usually tempt Imps?" *Mayleene asked after swallowing. Mayleene had nothing better to do back at the hotel so she figured that maybe it wouldn't hurt just to hang around with someone new. It's not like new patrons are just going to show up anytime sooner* "Usually they are mine too. Even dirty jokes." *She replied taking her soda so that she can drink and she finished her taco as well. She watched her with her phone while she was chewing and swallowing at the same time* "Well I am curious about the scenery and sights. I mean,I've pretty much never been around those other than the pentagram city and pretty much the pride ring."
“In my experience imps don’t need tempting. If we want to do something especially sins. Gluttony list greed we’ll just do it. There’s no punishment for us like the promise of hell after death. We just live here we never got a chance for heaven.”
Raven was very curious about how humans and their lives and sins are like up on Earth. Hell isn’t that bad surely and what is heaven except a slaughterhouse for sinners is it really better up there?. Why are humans so obsessed up there on heaven and hell and who gets in. Is heaven that great it doesn’t seem like it. Maybe it’s just because she has never had the chance to go and never will.
“Oh dirty jokes are great” she replies shaking away the deep thoughts. Not the time stay in the present. Your friend needs to see how fun it can be down here.
Raven was looking at local businesses and sights in gluttony. Something for them to do. Her thoughts had distracted her a little. So she decided to narrow the search. She didn’t have enough room in her mind for deciding things too.
“What sort of things interest you. Any type of place you wanna go?”
“I got two free tacos”
Raven approaches Mayleene with a taco in both hands and a duo cup holder with two sodas being held up by her tail.
“And one of them has your name on it” she had literally written Mayleene on it. Just for the joke. (Fucking dumbass)
"Oooh. Nice. What kind?" *The human asked her new imp friend who she is having lunch with over by the taco stand that they spotted somewhere in Gluttony. It looks pretty good too since most of the food here in Gluttony does look surprisingly good. Mayleene looked at the taco with exactly her name on there. She grins and she took the taco to stare at it and she chuckled from the name and she smiled over at her* "No one did this for me. Having my named spelled on a taco."
“I’m not sure they have them to me for free I guess it’s supposed to be a surprise. Gluttony is full of surprises”
Mayleene wasn’t a sinner she hadn’t been sent here after dying so Raven had hoped she’d be able to go to other rings. Luckily she was right. Gluttony was one of her favourites. The food and party’s are amazing.
Raven unfurled her tail carefully placing the drinks on the table in front of her and passing one of the tacos to her friend. She was excited to hang out with her and show her around. Hell isn’t great but it’s not all bad and she wanted to help show her that.
“Well I’m glad I did because it made the joke funnier.”
One thing Raven was worried about is how human her friend looked. She looked human or at least a very human looking sinner no way was she hellborn.
"Yeah I can pretty much see it from how much the food looks like they taste good. Temptations can make anything look like they taste good honestly." *She replied much with a shrug and she looked down at her taco to take a bite. She hadn't hung out with a friend in so long and it's here in Hell out of all places when it comes to where she wouldn't know about but she felt comfortable at least thanks to Raven* "Yeah. I guess it did." *Mayleene smiled a bit and she looked down at her taco. Just a meat bag. She wasn't offended but it was just to remind her that she is still human. She takes another bite of the taco again and she sighed a bit at the taste* "Mmmm so good."
“It doesn’t just look good they usually are good. I think they mostly go up to earth to tempt not so much here. I don’t think the imps needs more influence to indulge”
Raven took a bite of her taco and smiled.She was glad that Mayleene agreed to hang out with her. She thought she wouldn’t but was happily surprised. Mayleene was easy to talk to and very interesting. She was glad to show her around.
“Glad you thought so. Bad jokes are my favourite.”
She continued eating and drinking. Finishing her taco and checking her phone. “So what else do you want to do since we’re here in gluttony. We can try other rings too. I wanna give you the best time out”
“Glad you liked it”
“I got two free tacos”
Raven approaches Mayleene with a taco in both hands and a duo cup holder with two sodas being held up by her tail.
“And one of them has your name on it” she had literally written Mayleene on it. Just for the joke. (Fucking dumbass)
"Oooh. Nice. What kind?" *The human asked her new imp friend who she is having lunch with over by the taco stand that they spotted somewhere in Gluttony. It looks pretty good too since most of the food here in Gluttony does look surprisingly good. Mayleene looked at the taco with exactly her name on there. She grins and she took the taco to stare at it and she chuckled from the name and she smiled over at her* "No one did this for me. Having my named spelled on a taco."
“I’m not sure they have them to me for free I guess it’s supposed to be a surprise. Gluttony is full of surprises”
Mayleene wasn’t a sinner she hadn’t been sent here after dying so Raven had hoped she’d be able to go to other rings. Luckily she was right. Gluttony was one of her favourites. The food and party’s are amazing.
Raven unfurled her tail carefully placing the drinks on the table in front of her and passing one of the tacos to her friend. She was excited to hang out with her and show her around. Hell isn’t great but it’s not all bad and she wanted to help show her that.
“Well I’m glad I did because it made the joke funnier.”
One thing Raven was worried about is how human her friend looked. She looked human or at least a very human looking sinner no way was she hellborn.
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I love these so I figured I'd make one of my own! Just be sure that if you reblog this ask one or two of these to the person you reblogged from (。•̀ᴗ-)✧
I think I might do this for my oc. Maybe 1 a day since I don’t get a lot of asks
Raven had spent about 45 minutes getting herself ready for her performance. Her makeup and hair were done and her outfit was on. A pink sparkly cocktail dress she had bought in gluttony last time she was there.
She was at a club in pride well frequented by sinners and hellborn alike. The club manager told her to go on stage and she did. The eyes were on her and she calmed her breathing and approached the microphone.
The lights were bright on the stage as the music started she found her voice and started singing. Just how she usually does. It was her job after all. She looked around the crowd eyeing the patrons.
HEY FOLKS. SORRY FOR THE LACK OF POSTS!
I'm on temporary hiatus as I've broken my phone. It's usable but barely hence the inactivity. I'll be sending it to get fixed soon so I'm making sure I've got all my stuff since it'll be foctory reset.
I'm not gone. I miss you all. I miss writing and I'll be back as soon as I possibly can.
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Hey people. I’m on a temporary phone a friend has lent me. I really miss everyone and would love to get back on here more. However I’m very nervous I’ve missed a lot. Anyways I’ll be slowly coming back
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HEY FOLKS. SORRY FOR THE LACK OF POSTS!
I'm on temporary hiatus as I've broken my phone. It's usable but barely hence the inactivity. I'll be sending it to get fixed soon so I'm making sure I've got all my stuff since it'll be foctory reset.
I'm not gone. I miss you all. I miss writing and I'll be back as soon as I possibly can.
@er0t0ph0n0philia @e-m-p-error @a-hazbin-spider @ashyfur-524 @gethellbcnt @primordialhazbin @tuneonin @rapid-as-sass-in-nation-team @radicheart @xxx-chazwickthurman-xxx
(tagging some mutuals since I do interact with them)
@raven-hellish-imp | from here
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The clattering of the pills in the bottle shocks him back to the present for a crucial moment, and a cold, clammy hand darts out to grasp the bottle. How big’s a dose again? How much will kill him and how much will shut up these voices in his head?
His hands shake as he unscrews the cap and tries to pour the pills into his hand. He takes five pills. Dry. Ten milligrams. Not enough. Can you overdose on Xanax? Probably. He’d dropped the bottle. He’s reaching for it again when they hit.
Those quick, short breaths stop for a moment, replaced with one long inhale. His hand drops, and his back slumps. His fingers are still shaking, but he looks less… on edge. Sedated, perhaps. The thoughts have ground to a halt, but the silence is a different kind of anxiety. A different kind of fear.
Oh, and he’s barely holding his pieces together. He could crumble again in Raven’s arms, and it would feel so good, and he wants to so badly, but… Some part of him, the pride he tries so hard to swallow— it’s ashamed. He needs to prove that he can do this, for everyone else. For Raven. For himself.
His hands still, though, and he takes a shaky breath. “I— Raven…” He swallows, and shuts his eyes. With trembling hands, he removes Raven’s arms around him— but only to lean forward and lock the door. He transfers his weight into that hand, leaning against the doorknob. Composing himself.
She watches as he struggles and tries to pull himself together. He's gonna go and do it isn't he. Despite the breakdown. He doesn't need to prove anything. They wished he could see that.
She looks up at the mention of her name. His trembling hands removing hers from his around him. She watches him carefully. Reaching out a little as he rests on the doorknob.
"Nikki..." she sighs.
“Don’t. Don’t say my name like that. Like— I don’t need your pity, okay? This— this is my normal. Do you get that? This is normal. So I— I don’t need you to be sorry for me. Don’t be.” There goes his pride, flaring up again. He hates when he gets like this— when he gets angry. He told himself he wouldn’t get angry anymore, but he always does.
He doesn’t turn, doesn’t move. His nails are digging into the doorknob, cutting deep gouges into the metal. Better that than Raven’s arm. He’s breathing, he really is, he’s doing all the things that the doctors tell him to, but he can’t escape the fury. What’s he even angry at? He doesn’t know.
Through gritted teeth, he mumbles, “I didn’t… mean for you to see all of it, is all.”
"I'm sorry, Didn't mean to upset you. But this isn't pity. I understand the panic and I'm empathetic. You may not know how that feels but this is not pity. This is empathy" She hopes she hasn't messed this up.
"I don't want to change you, I love you. I want to be able to support you. But you have to let me in. I know it's hard and it will take some time. But I'm not going anywhere."
She's seen anger from wrath this isn't it. His anger isn't rage it's pain. She stops talking and allows him to breathe.
"would you like me to leave so you can reset?"
“Hey. You.” Is there anybody else nearby? Not really. Guess he must be talking to the imp passerby. “D’ya mind doin’ me a quick favor? It’ll only take a second.”
@a-hazbin-spider (oh yes, not suspicious at all! Hope this works for an ask!)
"me? What's up?" Raven looked at the spider sinner. "depends on the favour, and how boy or dangerous it is" they were a bit suspicious. It's hell after all but they liked to help when they can.
Nothing dangerous luckily, but the grin he wears looks a little out of place the second he shows what he needs help with.
“Sooo. Some spiky lookin’ motherfucker got a little too excited. Don’t suppose you would be a doll an’ help me out here? I’ll repay ya.”
Ta-dah! Upon turning around, there appear to be porcupine quills embedded. Oops. Well- at least it looks like he got most out by himself?
They winced upon seeing his back, that looked painful and not pleasant at all. Unlikely to have been fun even if you liked pain.
"I can help it just might hurt. So as long as you don't snap at me for helping I'm okay. And there's no need to repay me."
They reach up and carefully start removing the quills for the sinners back. Trying not to squirm at the idea of them being in her back.
“Psh! Sure. I got most of em’ but these are gettin’ a lil difficult.”
He shrugs, clearly he isn’t thinking pain is going to be a problem for this imp. For him- this was pretty tame. But tame as it was- it annoyed him, especially the ones sunken in a little deeper.
The stranger isn’t quite tall as he is, and because he isn’t a massive dickbag, he makes it easier via kneeling. His knees could take it. Each yank from his back? Barely gets a twitch.
“You sure? Damn, we got a Samaritan over here. Can’t say you’s unreasonable, that’s for sure. S’appreciated anyhow.”
"Yeah you did well hun, but I can see why you couldn't get these ones."
She appreciates him kneeling for her. Height wasn't her strong suit. He was very calm. I guess he was a sinner and was stronger than her. She was born here and didn't go through a life as a human. That's bound to help strengthen him.
Maybe that or maybe he has a higher pain tolerance. Or maybe it's because val is a fucked up man who tortures people.
"what's a samaritan? I'm just not a dick. I like to help out if I can. What's the harm in helping, right?"
Pain tolerance? High. Boss? Fucked up. He had an extra twenty years of life up top too- they were just checking every box so it would seem. Either way, these? were more of an annoyance at worst for him. But an annoyance all the same. Bothersome.
“Fair enough- I guess I ain’t learned a word like that round my neck of the woods. It’s basically like sayin’ yer some sorta saint. Uh- a do-gooder? You literally turned down a reward for it, keh! You fit the bill, not too many folk down here do nothin like that.”
He gives a small laugh, “Harm or not, you think just anyone would do it, yer a bit optimistic, we’ll say, yeh. But, thanks to you, I can bend without skewering myself further. Y’got a name?”
She finishes removing the quills from the sinners back and shoulders. Looking to see if he needs any first aid. Is he bleeding? They can't see under his fur.
"Oh, I'm not a saint. Saints are better than all and do no wrong. Trust me I do plenty wrong. I just don't like watching people suffer. And I like to learn. Besides I don't need a reward it's not like it was a difficult and dangerous job. Just removing some quills. But I appreciate the compliment."
They think it was meant to be a compliment.
"Yeah there are some real shitty people here but some of them alright. Most hellborns have settled into the life of sin. They were born here in hell and they'll die here in hell. What's the point of doing good if nothing happens. However I like seeing people happy and better."
Oh right introductions. "I'm Raven, it's nice to meet you. And yeah skewering yourself can't be fun. Happy to help." the imp finally introduced herself.
@raven-hellish-imp | from here
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The clattering of the pills in the bottle shocks him back to the present for a crucial moment, and a cold, clammy hand darts out to grasp the bottle. How big’s a dose again? How much will kill him and how much will shut up these voices in his head?
His hands shake as he unscrews the cap and tries to pour the pills into his hand. He takes five pills. Dry. Ten milligrams. Not enough. Can you overdose on Xanax? Probably. He’d dropped the bottle. He’s reaching for it again when they hit.
Those quick, short breaths stop for a moment, replaced with one long inhale. His hand drops, and his back slumps. His fingers are still shaking, but he looks less… on edge. Sedated, perhaps. The thoughts have ground to a halt, but the silence is a different kind of anxiety. A different kind of fear.
Oh, and he’s barely holding his pieces together. He could crumble again in Raven’s arms, and it would feel so good, and he wants to so badly, but… Some part of him, the pride he tries so hard to swallow— it’s ashamed. He needs to prove that he can do this, for everyone else. For Raven. For himself.
His hands still, though, and he takes a shaky breath. “I— Raven…” He swallows, and shuts his eyes. With trembling hands, he removes Raven’s arms around him— but only to lean forward and lock the door. He transfers his weight into that hand, leaning against the doorknob. Composing himself.
She watches as he struggles and tries to pull himself together. He's gonna go and do it isn't he. Despite the breakdown. He doesn't need to prove anything. They wished he could see that.
She looks up at the mention of her name. His trembling hands removing hers from his around him. She watches him carefully. Reaching out a little as he rests on the doorknob.
"Nikki..." she sighs.