#corvuscaelestibus

[acrownmartyr]

instagram ft. @corvuscaelestibus ( raven reyes )

[imthetoxin]

@corvuscaelestibus

          he was gone and she suddenly felt responsible for that as well. she had told murphy that she was the bad guy, and clarke was beginning to believe it. raven hadn’t spoken to her after coming down with her mother and the woman that had hijacked their ship. could she blame her? for the others, she was quite literally the epitome of death so why would anyone speak to her? 

clarke had taken a break from murphy -- from everyone really, only to find the brunette on her own. he was gone she reminded herself, and clarke wasn’t sure how to help her friend. would raven still be her friend after today? after the last -- hundred years? there was a shift in their relationship, that much was clear, but would they ever go back to being the dynamic they once were?

                                                           “---- Hey.” 

[daryldix0narchived]

➰

character i played in the past.

// sam winchester from supernatural was a favorite of mine for a long time.  never brought him to tumblr and stuck to forums when i played him.  but i really enjoyed my time with my winchester.  sometimes i get a little nostalgic and miss him lots.  not gonna lie!

[aresborrn]

Hot or Not? + Hottie from Flava of Love

        “Considering I can’t seem to remember her, I’d say not.” 

[acrownmartyr]

@corvuscaelestibus continued from HERE.

Attention landed on the wrappers scattered around her. A frown dawned on his features before he took a step toward her and sat down beside after brushing away some of the debris. “Maybe you feel bad because you ate ALL these chocolates...” Stefan offers a small smile. “How about I make you some real food?” he offered. They had mid-terms to study for but he was sure that Raven was emotionally exhausted by her breakup. Studying could wait. “And maybe... peel off masks?” 

[lcgioned]

@corvuscaelestibus​ said: “ i try not to sound like an asshole, but it’s really hard because i am an asshole. ” (Octavia)

Octavia was pretty buzzed, so she only nodded along with her instead of insisting that Raven was the sweetest, most kindest person she ever did see -- you know, like a liar. Raven’s candidness was what made her unique. Sometimes it was harsh in the moment, but the bluntness was usually appreciated after the fact. “Don’t...don’t ever be ‘shamed of who you are. S’why I love you, buddy.” She raised her glass and scooted down the bar towards the other brunette. “I’ll drink t’that.” She clinked their glasses with such force, it was a wonder neither of them shattered. 

[archivedsardoniicxsouks]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— you are the slowest texter ever. 😒

[ 📲 • sms ] I highly doubt that’s true. 

[ 📲 • sms ] Besides, I eventually answer. That’s gotta count for something. 

[archivedsardoniicxsouks]

❝ you know you should not have survived that, right? ❞

@corvuscaelestibus

There was the barest tilt of his head as he looked at Raven; he was only half aware of what she said to him. He was too focused on the fact that the bullets had –granted, hurt like hell– not penetrated his skin. At some point after the shots failed to kill him, Raven must have taken care of the bastards who’d shot at him. John swallowed, looking down at his hands and noticing he was shaking. 

He took a few steps, as if to make sure he was in fact still living, and stopped when his boot came in contact with the corpse of one of his captors. “What?” John’s ears, he now realized, were ringing. He rubbed at them and stared at Raven, hoping for some genius-like explanation of just what the fuck was going on.