#🪶 ┈┊muse: raven

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-Valentine's Application-

Name: Casper Whiteley

Age: (It's complicated)

Do you like to cuddle?: Of course!

Can we make-out?: What's that?

A night in or dinner out?: It's pizza either way...isn't it?

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: I like ice cream more.

What makes you a good Valentine?: I don't really know a Valentine is, but you're my best friend, and you've taught me a lot about this world, and I like that.

Would you cook for me?: I don't know...but I'd learn!

Would you let me cook for you?: Only if you don't mind.

(For Raven)

"I'll tell you about Valentin and yes, pizza at home is a good idea. We'll have a great time."

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"Yeah, I don't mind."

Raven was relaxed and feeling content. Maybe they should get out of the tower more often and do things like that. It was really fun. She hoped Starfire would order something to eat too. She couldn't be the only one eating, could she?

"You know, it's really an interesting way to spend time."

She smiled.

Nodding to Raven's choice, Starfire took a mental note of it. "I understand! Shall I do our order?" It never took very long to get the ordered food here, which was a really nice thing, and they could already get comfortable at one of the tables in the meantime.

Come to think of it, she should also get herself a drink and something sweet along with a burger, too! It was always nice to have a bit of a variation in food.

[anotherhumanpet]

🪶 Death's curious what Dennis would pick.

@prehistoric-android

send 🪶 and I'll tell you what animal your muse reminds me of

"Crow or raven, I guess, but that feels kind of obvious since that's how you present yourself. I feel like you're more like a black cat though, or just some sort of beast hiding in the shadows."

[memory-of-deross]

He struts in with his notebook in hand, rewriting our histories with his pen!

dividers by @/cafekitsune.

General.

✦ This is an askblog focusing on musing the Novelist’s various costumes, often all taking place in their own separate verses, however certain ones may (heavily) reference my own AU found at @immortalpheus due to being connected to it. Canon (ToR and or AoM) is yet to be included in such cast at the moment, however it may be added as a portrayal later on. Because of this though, the blog will be heavily headcanon based and may not include aspects or change things around depending how I may want to write them.

✦ It will be more text reply oriented, though doodles may be added for fun here and there.

✦ Activity will very much be on and off due to the Mun’s life. (Sam/Victor, they/them pronouns)

✦ Characters (crossover, OC, etc) are free to interact! General questions will just be answered in the “main verse” unless specified otherwise.

✦ Sensitive topics or themes such as cults, death, murder, manipulation, sacrificing, suicide, and more may be present with certain portrayals or answers in the blog. Should these topic arise graphically, there will be a warning ahead of time. However, under no circumstances will sexual NSFW be present in the blog - flirting or suggestiveness (if not taken too far) is fine, but otherwise, ehh… this isn’t the place.

✦ Racism, homophobia, transphobia, misogyny, etc is not welcome in this blog and especially its asks. Generally, while I will try to entertain asks the best I can, that will only be within reason and anything containing these or otherwise things that I just might not feel comfortable answering will be deleted and or ignored.

✦ Alice DeRoss will be portrayed as Orpheus’s sister in this blog as well as the Little Girl in most costumes as his daughter! Please refrain from sending any asks referring to any ships regarding these two.

✦ Muses that may require further context that doesn’t have any in-game or other information (such as fan-made costumes) will have their respective posts as basics.

Muses.

When sending an ask, please send their accompanying emoji or specify who is being referred to due to how many muses are present on the blog. Asks that remain untapped or unspecified will have a random Orpheus answer. Besides them on this list, their main tags can be found for ease.

❄️ Hollow. ~ ❄️ (borealis of eden. hollow)

♠️ Highroller. ~ ♠️ (the rigged cards of life. highroller)

♾️ The Immortal (may be referred to Immortalpheus or Immorphy; can be found at the corresponding blog as well). ~ ♾️ (venomous cycles of ouroboros. immortalpheus)

📽️ Screenwriter. ~ 📽️ (starlit script gleaming. screenwriter)

🔎 Scholastic. ~ 🔎 (tended pyres of knowledge. scholastic)

🗝️ Homesick. ~ 🗝️ (sea bound folds of the heart. homesick)

🎭 Orfeo (can be portrayed either during the events of Orfeo’s Game or the “aftermath”, in which he has woken up). ~ 🎭 (tragedys gaze. orfeo)

🪶 Omen (fan-made Season 17 Essence 3 / Man in Red based costume). ~ 🪶 (forewarned feathers and quill. omen)

🩸 Evil Thoughts. ~ 🩸 (blood of the naive. evil thoughts)

Tba — may be added in the future, currently unavailable.

🪽Prophet (Fantasy Series & Halloween lore based).

🧧Folk Writer.

🪞 Duke Raven.

🖋️ ToR/AoM or base Orpheus.

✦ Thank you for reading! Enjoy the lives that unfold, another chapter written!

[bearratic]

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//If I may, if you want, sisjdjdkd 😖✨ I only have one muse so far... It'll probably be something black?? :0

[But of course you may 🖤.]

“Maxim huh? Cocky yet cheerful when you are the one talking I heard. I’m matching you with a true bird of death, the Chihuahuan Raven. Though they look ominous, deep down their song is higher pitched than the common raven. Bringing at least a little flair to the grave.”

SIZE

About the size of a Crow, About the size of a Mallard or Herring Gull.

COLOR

Black, White.

WING SHAPE

Fingered, Long.

TAIL SHAPE

Wedge-shaped.

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Raven understood his desire to be alone at this time. When you suddenly discover a huge power inside you that you didn't know you had, it's very scary. Sometimes, when she lost control of her demon part, she also felt afraid that it could happen again. But the others proved to her time and time again that everything was fine and they were still friends. That's why she thought that being alone at a time like this was a very bad idea.

"Casper, I'm sorry, but I'm coming in."

She found herself in his room and smiled softly at him.

"Being alone at a time like this is a very bad idea. Trust me, I know."

Raven walked up to him and gently touched his shoulder.

"I'm here for you."

There was no answer, his desire to be left alone currently meant he wasn't responding to anything or anyone, so it was good the others could manage whenever there was trouble like they'd done before when it was the five of them.

Casper was just too frightened to do anything now, what if his next angry outburst killed someone? What then? What if he just got completely angry and didn't stop at the one person? What if he then turned on his friends, even Raven?

He didn't want to think about those possibilities, the thought of returning home for a time had come to mind, his mother might be able to help calm this rage that flared up on occasion, but he couldn't just go and not tell his friends either, so here he was.

[dirthara-an]

Ask-Call: Dirthamen's visions

I really wanna roleplay this muse again, but I don't have the time and focus for long threads at the moment. So, I came up with this idea instead:

Your muse gets sent a vision by the God of Wisdom, Secrets and Scholarly Pursuits Dirthamen, the dying star, the twin soul of Death himself.

Maybe, they had a little too much to drink that night, or maybe exhaustion of their trying day past finally caught up to them. Either way, your muse falls into a slumber so deep, not even loud noises around them, could wake them.

As soon, as they fall asleep, their consciousness gets caught in a dream, like a dry leaf getting picked up by a gust of wind, tumbling this way and that, until eventually they come upon a fork in a road. The path towards the left leads into foggy unknown and the path towards the right leads into vague mysteriousness and the path behind is long forgotten.

In the middle of that fork stands a tree, tall, thick and gnarly. It might have been a blossoming cherry-tree once, but no leaves, nor blossoms adorned the dark branches now. Branches, amongst which two ravens sit: One black with angry red eyes and one white with alert blue eyes. At the foot of the tree sits a man; an elf dressed in shimmering silks of midnight blue and dusk purple. He seems tall and willowy, his face handsome in an ageless way. Yet his eyes seem to look at you from a life that can only be measured in centuries.

"It's been so long, since last someone came to me in this way. I thought, the rites had long since been forgotten.... Very well then. Since, you find me in a curious mood, you may ask me. You have one question, da'len. So better make it worthwhile."

Send me an ask with 🪶and the one question, you muse would ask the god of wisdom and secrets, if they were sent such a vision.

[lunamadrigal]

Wind

“Why do you face the wind?” The raven asked the mare, head cocked watching the sun shimmer across the mustangs coat.

“Isn’t it a cruel reminder? Doesn’t it hurt?” He added.

Each sad story laid etched into the mare's ebony flesh that once held all the secrets of a writer's ink and not a rider's kick. She had been a prize once upon a time, perhaps in paintings of old. These were different pastures now and only reminders were to be collected here.

Lifting her head to the sky she let the breeze dance through her mane and sighed. “Ay, the wind whips. It lashes. It’s true.”

A fresh gust snapped back as if replying, carrying its unspoken words in a cluster of spiraling leaves.

“But… if all things that whip were meant to harm me then tell me dear friend, why does it sing a song only I can hear? Why does it paint the sky for only me? Grace my skin with tenderness the moment it touches? How can I hate something for how it speaks to me when it shows kindness where others have not?”

“It stings with freedom and every time it hits me it sinks into my skin with softness. Every trace of where it's been becomes a part of me in a way the leather does not. These two are not the same.”

“Love does not bruise.” With the mare's last words she flicked her tail, swishing her skirt through the brisk air. The sound it made should have stirred painful memories but she smiled.

I am the whip.

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For @rinnysega cause sometimes we need a reminder that our scars are stories and we can forgive so that we can love again.

Take back the power.

I am the whip.

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@firestormmaidenanddragon liked for starter

"I hope you are ready for your most important and secret gift?" she smiled at him.

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Raven closed her eyes, accepting the inevitable. She would actually have to go to Azarath and try to talk them into getting rid of her father. It would be difficult, almost impossible, but she had to try. She was tired of living in fear of Trigon.

"You're right. Looks like I was really overconfident. I'll have to figure out how to convince them to put an end to this."

She could try to seal it away, but it would be useless and wouldn't last long. Half measures won't help.

"Thanks for the advice."

Beelzebub let out a heavy sigh. "You really aren't listening to me."

"Listen, I'm sympathetic to your desire. I detest your father, and he's not particularly a fan of me. But actually destroying or sealing him is essentially impossible without dealing with where his power originates from. You want to destroy him? You have to convince the Azarathians to take their negative feelings back. You want to seal him? That will not last forever. Eventually you will tire and your body will fail, and he will escape."

"So long as they exist, so will he. They are linked, as he was born from them. You could gain power to seal him temporarily, but that will only last so long. You could also try to divide his power, but you'd need to give it to others, and then they would inevitably unite him again seeking power for themselves."

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@demon-blood-youths liked for starter

"Sorry, but I don't have much time. We've been busy lately. Crazy week. Hope your week was better."

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@demon-blood-youths [x]

For a moment, it seemed to Raven that Ink did not understand who she was talking about. Usually a lot of people knew Batman or Superman. Or at least The Flash. But not to know any of them? It was unusual. But then Ink remembered, it looks like she really heard something about them.

"Well, something like that"

She won't reveal all of the League's secrets. This is not required. It would be better if they just walk to the T tower.

"It depends on the situation. But let's take a walk to the T tower and I'll show you something interesting."

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@firestormmaidenanddragon [x]

Raven couldn't help but smile. Casper was surprisingly nice. Even though he looked like a grown man, he was younger. And he only knew this world.

"Yes, this is it. Here"

She bought two ice creams and handed one to Casper. There is a whole day ahead to learn a lot of new things.

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mysterymanjoseph​:

He says, “I have no intention of becoming another case of the ‘411 Missing’ phenomena, I do have an emergency locater beacon on me.”  “But, another set of eyes might make a difference Miss.”  He heads in the direction of the tower, setting up the zig zag pattern in his head, lines up a specific tree to head for, then starts the slow walk, eyes sweeping the ground for any sign a person had passed by recently.  

@redlineoffate

"May I know your name? Just in case. My name is Raven."

They were heading in the right direction, and Raven was glad the guy wasn't talkative. She didn't want to talk. If something happens, she will speak. In normal life, they would never cross paths for long, but this is an adventure and they will have to work together. Not for long.

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@blackprivatedetective liked for starter

"Is there anything I can do to help you? Or are you just following me around for no reason?"

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@firestormmaidenanddragon said:

Something had gone frighteningly wrong, Control Freak had seemingly won against the Titans by his usual trickery and had even managed to put some serious hurt onto them, but that wasn't what had happened, it was the result of what had happened.

At the current moment, Casper had Control Freak by his throat and pinned up high against a wall, the demon-boy's breathing heavily yet angry sounding, which his face would match, having a look that had a killing intent in his eyes, which were now glowing purple.

Likewise, Control Freak was struggling, doing anything he could to try and break Casper's grip, which was no good as his face was slowly turning blue, he could barely breathe, having wasted a lot of energy begging and telling Casper to let go, this could go wrong if someone didn't stop him, though, strangely, it seems like he got like this after seeing Raven of all of the Titans get badly hurt.

Raven came to her senses just in time to see Casper choking Control Freak. This was wrong. Yes, Control Freak was their enemy and almost defeated the Titans. But that didn't mean Casper could stoop to his level and ruin his life. She rushed towards Casper and grabbed him by the shoulders, forcing him to turn towards her and look at her.

"Casper, no. You're not like him. Let him go, he won't hurt anyone. We'll take him to Arkham. "

Her empathic abilities carefully influenced Casper, trying to calm his anger. This has always worked with other Titans.

"It's okay. There's no need to kill anyone."