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To celebrate my blog's 8th birthday...like this for a completely random starter.
I can't believe it's been eight years today since I started this blog. I've been in the Role Playing Community since 2011, but out of the numerous blogs I've had, this is the one that has lasted this long, and I couldn't be any prouder. Here's to many more years on this blog until I eventually throw in the towel, spoiler alert, it's not any time soon.
➹ and Catherine Zeta-Jones, because I legit have zero chill
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Evelyn Sullivan was Raven's maternal grandmother and the mother of Adriana Sullivan. A gifted and highly respected witch, Evelyn dedicated her life to protecting humanity from supernatural threats. Unlike her daughter, who would later be consumed by grief and turn to dark magic, Evelyn believed magic was a tool for defending the innocent and preserving balance. She spent her life combating rogue witches, malevolent spirits, vampires, and other creatures that preyed upon mankind.
Known for both her compassion and formidable power, Evelyn was admired by allies and feared by her enemies. Those who knew her spoke of her kindness, wisdom, and unwavering courage, while darker forces regarded her as one of the greatest obstacles to their ambitions.
Her life was cut tragically short when a group of vengeful vampires attacked her family. Evelyn, her husband, and her eldest daughter were all killed in the massacre. She was only thirty-four years old at the time of her death, with much of her life still ahead of her. The tragedy left a lasting scar on her surviving daughter, Adriana, whose grief and desire for vengeance ultimately drove her toward dark magic and fueled her deep hatred of vampires.
Though Raven never had the chance to know her grandmother, Evelyn's legacy lives on. Through fate or circumstance, Raven has come into possession of Evelyn's grimoire—a powerful collection of spells, knowledge, and secrets that may one day reveal the truth about the woman who sacrificed everything to protect others.
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To: Kyle From: Merritt xoxo
Kyle whistled when he saw Merritt. She was definitely the kind of girl he would date, unapologetically bold, a characteristic he liked in women. “Gotta say, definitely looking sexy, that cowgirl looks suits you. I just can’t stop staring.”
Send in sexy pictures to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts.
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The call from the school had told Clark more than enough. Whatever had happened, it clearly hadn't been an easy day for Kara. He remembered those days all too well—the confusion, the isolation, the feeling that no matter how hard he tried, he never quite fit in. The difference was that he'd had Jonathan and Martha to help him through it. Now, it was his turn to be that person for someone else.
Making his way up the ladder to the loft, Clark wasn't surprised by what he found. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he spotted Kara near the telescope.
"I thought I'd find you up here."
He stepped further inside, taking a moment to glance around the familiar space. So many years later, the loft still felt the same. It had always been where he came when he needed to think, to get away from the noise, or simply to be alone with his thoughts. Crossing over, Clark settled onto one of the nearby seats.
"You know, my dad used to call this place my Fortress of Solitude long before the real one ever existed."
A quiet chuckle escaped him as he looked around. "When I was younger, whenever things got too complicated, this is where I'd come. School problems, questions about my abilities, trying to figure out who I was... I'd sit up here for hours sometimes."
He paused, folding his hands together. "And honestly? There were plenty of days when I felt completely alone."
Clark's gaze shifted toward Kara.
"I know things haven't exactly been easy for you. New planet. New people. New rules. On Krypton, you knew where you belonged. Here, everything's different."
His expression softened. "But you don't have to figure it all out by yourself. You don't have to pretend everything's okay if it isn't."
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Chloe was hanging out with Kara at Talon, having coffee and just doing things girls their age did. Chloe, as always, was going over the new addition to the Wall of Weird.
"Get this, someone who can move at speeds that should be near impossible for anyone to pull off. And all anyone ever sees is a flash of blue before they disappear. I don't know Kara, our local may have some competition, this person is apparently out here saving the day."
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Sorry I haven’t been on this weekend guys, just been doing everything else. Went and saw The Mandalorian and Grogu and the new James Bond game came out and I’m playing that which is really fun.
Lydia rose a single brow and she shook her head a little "Yeah, Raven lied." She said. Not that she minded him being there, things between the two had changed, and honestly, she felt more herself when he was near her.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
She then let out a small chuckle "Stiles, I already call you crazy." She teased lightly. "Why don't you come in, and tell me what you mean." She breathed, opening the Jeep door for him.
“Of course she did,” Stiles muttered, hopping out of the Jeep. “God, that girl is somehow more annoying than Derek—and that’s saying something. At least she doesn’t punch me when she’s annoyed.”
He shot Lydia a quick nod of thanks as she shut the door, then followed her inside, already spiraling through a dozen different ways to explain what was bouncing around in his head.
“Okay, Lydia… I can’t believe I’m about to say this,” he started, pacing a little. “But considering we know actual werewolves, were hunted by a giant lizard man, and there are apparently people whose full-time job is hunting those things—”
He paused, pointing slightly. “Wow, I am so off track.” He refocused, looking at her more seriously.
“I think Raven’s a witch.”
A quick breath. “Like—full-on witch. Broomsticks, cauldrons, creepy little black cats that judge you from across the room.”
He gestured wildly. “She’s already scoring way too high on the ‘weird and unexplained’ scale.”
He stepped closer, lowering his voice just a bit.
“There was this guy bothering her after first period… and I swear to you, Lydia, I think she made his locker fly open and slam into his face.”
A pause. “And the best part?” He pointed emphatically. “She didn’t even touch it.”
Just got home from seeing Mandalorian & Grogu. I have high muse for my Star Wars vers!
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@redemptivexheroics sent: Ares dodged the sword the moment he heard it swing, and at the second attempt, he grabbed the tip of the blade stopping it from stabbing him. “How on Earth you were able to beat a trumped up version of me, I’ll never know but I’m not here for a fight.” Ares said with annoyance as he pushed Diana back.
Diana let out a low growl as she pulled her sword back. "I did just fine." She said. Yes she had been spurned on by everything Steve had done. "Then why are you here?"
Ares rolled his eyes, but he was not here to debate a battle of another version of himself that clearly lost, from what he guessed would be because of his pride. Not that he was gonna admit he himself had been defeated by Diana on his Earth.
"I'm searching the whole damn multiverse for Zeus' Master Bolt, without it, Olympus falls, and then that psychotic grandfather of mine can swoop in and take it," Ares said.
Of course, he fully expected this Diana not to know about the biggest threat the Olympians ever faced: Cronus.
"Well it definitely suits you, but I have to admit, you look good in anything." She smiled. She bet he looked good out of them too. "So are you saying if I am wearing heels, make sure I can run in them... or have back up shoes?" She asked with a chuckle.
She took the rose from him, lifting it to her nose to take a small sniff from it.
She then placed it down on the side table by the door, and grabbed her bag. "So everyone has been giving you advice about our date? They all know?" She laughed. "Well, Just to reassure you, I would of been happy even without the rose, cause its you I'm on this date with." She breathed.
"I love Italian. Lead the way." She said, stepping out and closing the door behind her.
“Not saying that’s gonna happen,” Owen said with a small shrug, “but you never know. Might come in handy. Never know when you might have to make a quick exit.” He hoped it wouldn’t come to that—especially not tonight.
“Sharon knows about you,” he continued. “Hard not to, with you being around headquarters.” A faint smirk tugged at his lips.
“She’s been nudging a bit. And somehow my brothers found out too—still not sure how.” He shook his head lightly.
“And the bartender… kept asking questions.” A small pause.
“But that’s it. I’m not exactly an open book when it comes to my personal life.”
He smiled at her comment about the date, the tension easing just a little. Once she closed her door, Owen led her over to his truck, opening it for her. After making sure she was settled, he closed it and walked around to the driver’s side, climbing in and starting the engine. He glanced over at her, something a little more genuine in his expression.
“Gonna be honest,” he said. A small beat. “I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”
Caden, on a scale of 1-10, how do you rate your attraction to Gwen?
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Caden looked up slowly, irritation written all over his face as he fixed the guy with a hard stare. Honestly, he was getting real tired of everyone acting obsessed whenever Gwen’s name came up around him.
“Listen here, you loudmouthed son of a bitch,” he snapped, voice low and dangerous, “that is none of your damn business. What are you supposed to be, her keeper?”
His jaw tightened afterward, annoyance flickering across his expression. Like hell he was going to stand there and explain what Gwen meant to him to some random idiot sticking their nose where it didn’t belong. That was his business. His secret.
“Now do yourself a favor and get lost,” Caden warned, pointing toward the exit, “before I decide to shove your ass down a trash chute.”
Colin, if Caden walked into your office right now and kissed Gwen in front of you, how would you react?
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Colin let out an aggravated sigh, already looking annoyed by the hypothetical alone. “I’m leaving the room. Immediately. Because heaven forbid I shoot the guy, then suddenly every cop in the building is tackling me to the floor, and Gwen would probably never speak to me again for shooting her boyfriend.”
The second the word slipped out, his expression twisted in regret.
He pointed a warning finger at them. “And if you tell Gwen I called Caden her boyfriend, I swear to God I will strangle you.”