#raven cincaide status

[ravencincaide]

Important info!

Hello my lovely followers! I am sorry that this isn't a fic update. But I do have some exciting news for you: First of all, I am slowly coming back into writing fanfics. It's NOT BSD yet but I am hoping to come back to my ongoing fics and promised requests next month. (I haven't forgotten about you! I promise!) For now, to all of my JJK fans, by popular demand I've set up a new account where you can read my JJK (and eventually other fandom) stuff: Raven-Cincaide (@raven-cincaide) For those of you looking for writing advice, prompts, beta reading and such. I have been locked out of my words account so set up a new one: See here, Raven-Cincaide-Words (@raven-cincaide-words)I will also be sharing my general thoughts on writing, struggles and sneak peaks there. Finally for my more observant followers, you'll notice that a lot of (hopefully all but I'm still working on it!) my NSFW stuff is set to private now. Unfortunately some minors have been lurking about there and just being downright shitheads and braggy brats that they're in places I don't want them to be and then rubbing it in my face. Once blocked they crying and spam me from additional accounts for blocking them, clouding my inbox. So since people can't behave and I am not in the emotional state to handle this type of kindergarten stress I am going to move ALL my NSFW stuff to a separate account: Miss-Cincaide (Still being set up!- @miss-cincaide). It will be easier for me to block people but also posts shorter thirsts and also start up with headcannons for those into it. BUT!! It is not only going to be reposts. Rather Every.Single.Fic is going to be re-written, and have either a follow up, a surprise or something extra posted at the same time as the re-written stuff. So you'll not only be reading updated versions of old fics- but seeing some brand new dirt as well ;) The goal is to be done with everything by Oktober (So there'll be two posts of naughty dirty per day during kinktober month, yaay!) Hope you're with me on these changes, thank you everyone who's been checking up on me. And slowly, Raven is flying back!

[raven-cincaide]

I was gonna update today. Then when I realized I wanted more time to make the extra lone one-shot fancy, I made a huge, quirky little post about why I would be late with my update to try to point it out humorously and also do some shameless promo. But now that it's 22:14 in the evening, I've met my uni study group and been sitting with a pure, selfish, ignorant idiot (I'm sure she feels the same way about me!) for the past 3h and.. I just.. no. I can't anymore. I'm completely drained and done with humanity, with people and negativity. So that's all the notice I'm posting. So if anyone reads this, goodnight.

[raven-cincaide-reblogs]

Apparently it is, but maybe if this is shared enough times people will actually listen and you know, behave like decent human beings.. or not. Who knows at this point.

decidedly unfriendly reminder that fanfiction is written by real people with real feelings for free in their free time. it's a labour of love and something to cherish. if you come across a fic that you don't enjoy, that's totally fine, but it is your due diligence as a fellow fan and decent human being to click away. leaving mean comments, absurd rating systems or harassing writers in their inbox while hiding behind an anonymous icon is not an acceptable manner to behave in any fandom and online space ever. it's disgustingly entitled, wildly disrespectful and only serves to discourage people from sharing their writing in a community that is meant to be fun and supportive. the next time you read something you don't enjoy, stop reading it and move on with your day. read something you like and leave kudos and a nice comment there instead. have some common sense and don't be a fucking asshole. it's not that fucking difficult.

[raven-cincaide-words]

𝓢𝓸, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽?

Gosh Kinktober and Sweetober (or well the entire October really) passed by in a fly and I barely got any writing done.. Oh well.. Given that October is done, I'm sure some of you are asking 'What's next? is this blog on hold until next year?' Fret not! This blog is going to be livelier than ever! This is what we'll be looking forward to in November:

Beginning of November prompts for the 2024 advent calendar will be published; One SFW and one NSFW and it will follow a similar design as the Sweetober/Kinktober lists

Starting 4th, we're going to have twice a week writing prompts: Musical Mondays & Culture Fridays

Weekly snippets (based on the prompts) will be updated half way through each prompt for some extra inspiration.

Finally more beta/writing advice/writing rants will be posted semi regularly.

Did I miss anything? Is there something else you'd like to see here? My dm's are always open <3 If not, then see you in November!

[by-speaker]

Talking (ENG. VER)

Prompts by @raven-cincaide-words

After the god left, Philza lay in bed tossing and turning, trying to think what the fuck had just happened. Should he tell his foster mother? No, Rose probably might have an aneurysm. 

Philza tossed and turned in bed, his mind whirling like a hurricane, he was the centre, but it wasn't quiet, the centre of the hurricane for once wasn't silent. 

He could hear Rose's disappointed voice, she had fought so hard to have custody of him and save him from the eye of the hurricane he lived in. Only out of the kindness of her heart, what could he tell her, that in a moment of sheer stupidity he bound her soul to that of death?

Philza sighed, running his hands through his hair, How was I supposed to say this to Rose, he thought, Hey, mum, remember you told me not to do anything stupid last night? Well I linked my soul with the god of death, but don't worry he doesn't want to kill me, he's just a possessive freak, the thought made him let out a nervous laugh, but the laugh died quickly in his throat. 

He rolled over in bed, staring at the ceiling, what if he didn't say anything? After all, it felt like a drunken dream or hallucination… No, he couldn't lie to Rose, not after everything she had done for him, besides Missa couldn't be real, could he? His eyes were too deep, his lips too perfect, his presence was too… divine. 

No, he couldn't be thinking like that about a God, he couldn't be thinking like that about death. If he went on like this he was probably going to go nuts, and he was only seventeen, he couldn't go nuts so young, he didn't even know what he wanted to study yet. 

The sudden light in his room startled him, standing in front of him, again, was Missa, those galaxies she had for eyes piercing him again. 

‘I can hear you thinking, querido, you worry me.’ Said the god, in that sickly sweet tone with which he addresses Phil. 

Phil himself startled, genuinely scared of what the god might do to him, ‘What are you doing here?’ 

‘Can't a God care about his beloved?’ he said with an intoxicating sweet smile. 

‘I'm not your beloved, I'm just a stupid drunk who kissed a statue on a dare.’ 

Missa laughed, ‘Even Persephone ate the pomegranate seeds by mistake.’ 

Philza felt his heart race at the comparison. ‘I'm not Persephone,’ he said, trying to sound firm despite the tremor in his voice. ‘And you are not Hades.’

Missa tilted his head, his smile never wavering. ‘No, you're right. We're much more interesting than they are, don't you think?’

Philza pressed himself against the wall, as if he could melt into it and escape this situation. ‘Missa, please. This… this can't be real. You can't just claim me because I kissed a statue.’

‘Oh, querido,’ Missa moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. Philza could feel the chill emanating from his body. ‘I don't claim you just because of the kiss. I claim you because you are special. Because you woke me up when no one else could in millennia.’

Philza swallowed, his eyes fixed on Missa's. It was like looking straight into the cosmos, beautiful and terrifying at the same time. ‘But… but I'm nobody special. I'm just a normal kid, with normal problems. I have a foster mother who cares about me, friends who dare me to do stupid things, grades I need to keep up with to get scholarships, and ordinary problems, I'm just ordinary, Missa.’

Missa reached out a hand, almost touching Philza's cheek but stopping millimetres from his skin. ‘And yet it was you who brought me back. That makes you extraordinary, Philza.’

Philza closed his eyes, unable to hold Missa's gaze any longer. ‘I can't… I can't handle this. I'm seventeen, for God's sake. Not only that, but I can't be tied to death.’

‘Age is irrelevant to immortals, querido,’ Missa whispered. ‘And as for being bound to death? Aren't all mortals, in one way or another?’ Said the God, an almost beautiful smile plastered on his face.

Philza's eyes snapped open, surprised by the depth of those words. ‘I… I don't know what to say.’

Missa smiled, and for a moment, Philza saw more than possessiveness in those cosmic eyes. He saw loneliness, he saw longing, he saw what more than a millennium of loneliness could do in a man. ‘You don't have to say anything, Philza. You just have to accept that this is real. That I am real. That what binds us together is real.’

‘But what about my life?’ asked Philza, his voice barely a whisper. ‘What do I tell Rose? My friends?’

Missa rose, his ethereal figure glowing softly in the gloom of the room. ‘That, my dear Philza, is something we will have to discover together. After all, we have all eternity ahead of us.’

With these words, Missa began to glow, his room smelled of marigolds, the sound of crows rang out and thunder rolled in the distance.

‘Wait,’ Philza said, surprising himself. ‘Will you come back?’

Missa's smile was the last thing to fade. ‘Always, querido. I will always be with you.’

And with that, Philza was left alone again in his room, his body trembling and the floor of his room littered with orange petals and black feathers. Philza was left questioning what had just happened. 

[bloodycotton]

Day ten and I'm collapsing, but hell's kitchen and Gordon Ramsay yelling "Fucking donkey" is making me keeping it together

Prompts by: @raven-cincaide-words

(English is NOT my first language)

Day 10.- Little Touches

Comte de Reynaud (Chocolat, 2000) x Fem!reader

Part 1 - Part 2

He wanted her, he couldn't deny it, even if he did it every day. 

The Comte fought with himself to take that half-orange from your hands, he thought of how juicy, sweet and refreshing she could be on his lips, but the very thought made him recoil. 

Of course, he wanted her, he wanted that smile, he wanted more of that soft voice, he wanted all her sweetness. But he was a man of the Church, he had responsibilities, responsibilities that the young woman in front of him seemed to question every time she opened her mouth.

You shook the fruit again at her refusal. "Don't deny yourself the pleasure of a good fruit, eating is not a sin."

Slowly, without even realizing it, he took the half orange carefully, his fingers lightly touched the young woman's hand, her skin warm from the work. 

The Comte's skin tingled every time he touched yours, it made him feel like a young boy again, and he was always nervous in her presence, his shoulders stiff and his back straight.

You never lost your smile not even for a second, looking at him with sharp, almost piercing eyes that bared his soul, he felt he was vulnerable under those eyes that seemed to see right through him, feeling naked and exposed. 

Each of your gazes felt like a touch, sliding over his skin like a slow caress, and with each one he was tempted to abandon everything, his morals, his reputation, even his faith. 

When the Comte hesitantly took the fruit into his mouth, his teeth sank into the orange pulp and the juice filled his mouth with an acidic sweetness that awakened his senses in a way he had been denying and depriving himself for a long time. 

He hadn't even realised when he had closed his eyes, but when he finally opened them, he found himself looking at you, your smile lighting up your face. It was as if you had been enjoying that moment too, silently sharing his joy. 

But as the pleasure of the sweet taste of the fruit faded, guilt washed over him, each bite feeling like an act of betrayal, a sin that took him away from the righteous life he had lived.

That night, as the moon lit up the village, the Comte found himself in the church, the candles flickering in the gloom, barely illuminating the statue of Christ to which he prayed. He knelt, his hands clasped in supplication. "God," he murmured, his voice trembling, looking up, "Give me the strength to resist these temptations. She... She makes me weak."

He closed his eyes, fighting the desire you had unleashed in him. In his mind, the image of your face and your laughter intertwined with the sweetness of the fruit, and he felt like he was losing control he so diligently worked for. "Help me to stand firm," he pleaded, "not to be seduced by what I can't have."

He couldn't let himself be carried away by her, by her sweetness, or by her little touches that made him lose his way. 

[raven-cincaide-s-reblogs]

Yeah and now thanks to that the sex life is dead ( or we’ll at least mine is XD)

god knew to put me in the body of a woman because i’d fuck too hard with a dick

[miss-cincaide]

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔

Raven Cincaide Status- important information, update, other info. 

Raven Cincaide Masterlist - used for all masterlists

Raven Cincaide Asks– Asks, convo's, short requests, etc  

Raven Cincaide Requests- requested fics  

Raven Cincaide SFW- Can contain no-to- minor sexual content across all.

Raven Cincaide reread- fics/stuff I need to read again and again.

Raven Cincaide recs - recommendations

* To find series tags see masterlist

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆:

On Tumblr: 

Main (NSFW) Miss-Cincaide

Main (SFW) Raven-Cincaide 

BSD (under edit) Raven Cincaide 

Prompts/BETA: Raven Cincaide Words

On AO3:

Raven_Cincaide (Currently not updated due to AI regulations)

Other: I have an account on Eclipse for co-writing; JanitorAI for bots; Gencraft for art used for profile pic & Background and discord if you just wanna chat day to day!

All the profile pictures and other art content is AI-generated using Gencraft. The rest are manga panel pictures and those belong to their rightful owners. An issue? Feel free to block me.

|Main |Raven|Rules & Requests |Masterlist | Links 

All fics are unique works by ©ravencincaide 2024. Do not copy/repost/translate or spread my work(s). If you see any of my work(s) reposted/copied anywhere else please be a sweetheart and inform me!

[ravencincaide]

Hiatus notice

Hello my lovely followers, readers and any poor soul who's stumbled onto my blog. There's no easy way to say this but I'm taking a break. Things happened, I lost a once precious friend to me for whom I've been writing a lot. So now all this fanfiction writing leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. So I'm going to take sometime away from Tumblr to heal. To stop seeing every story as me writing for them and anxiously await their feedback, that's never going to come anymore. To stop second guessing myself and just accept that sometimes the person you love with all your heart and let into your life just isn't good for you anymore. Mutual dreams become my dreams, promises are broken and my hurt becomes my burden to carry alone.

Friendships end, love ends. I wish it was so easy so as to just tell the heart 'stop hurting its over'. But life isn't so easy. And so for now I'm closing this part of my life until the bitter tears stop. Until the ache fades and regret is gone. One day I'll be back with even better stories and gorgeous heartfelt work. So it's not necessarily a farewell, more an undefined goodbye.

Until next time

~Raven

[ravencincaide]

hi raven ! im kinda worried bout you, could you give me an update on how things are going for you ?

Hey Lilbearie (And other wonderful people following my profile) First I'd like to say I'm sorry. I said I'd be coming back around summer after all my classes were done and stuff. Unfortunately my mental health has taken a huge dive for the worse and I've and somehow managed to basically sleep away whole of June and July. All the time I wasn't in class or taking care of animals, or in gym I was sleeping. Not graceful, I know. And I'm sorry. Somehow social media and my social life overall has just kinda.. disappeared. So, I'm so sorry for worrying you! It wasn't intentionally. I would love to make excuses and say a lot is going on in my life and all that beautiful stuff but honestly, I'm just a depressed, tired, sick-of-life 25 year old. I hope to put the pieces back together sooner rather than later and slowly bring new life to this blog. God knows I wanna come back and miss you lots <3 Hope you're doing lovely Hugs and kisses Raven

[ravencincaide]

hi raven 🤍

he's plotting something

Oh me oh my he really is, must be something devious *grins* can’t wait to know what it is

Also @osachiyo thanks so much for reaching out to me, looking forward to chatting with you and good that you did since I just saw that tumblr unfollowed you but now I fixed it! *grin as apology, side eye glare at tumblr *

[ravencincaide]

So... I've caught a cold. And since I feel like shit I'm going to selfishly postpone all stories and updates on this blog for a few days or a week until I'm all better. So you guys will need to wait a little longer for part 2 of things and Raven's special. Sorry, but also not? *Crawls back under a blanket, sneezing and coughing* Raven

[ravencincaide]

RAVEN HELLO BBY 🤍🤍🤍 gaah I'm so sorry for not checking up on you sooner! I've seen that you've been having some complications abt some things and I've come to cheer you up !! pls don't ever hesitate to come ttm if you need to, and that you're an AMAZING writer. no exaggeration there! anyways back to the main point, how are you doing recently? that's what I really wanted to ask lol

OMG hiiii Ruru dalin thank you for checking up on me, and the chuuya pick *squeal* I'm gonna use this post as an update on my life. So well yeah aside from still dealing with stuff, dancing on the edge of burnout and deep depression, sleep deprivation and an inch of insanity I am also trying (donno if I will succeed or not) to get in my master thesis in on the first submission date which is... a month away *small panic* So even if I get sparks of inspiration I don't really have the possibility to write anything T-T

BUT the good thing is I am becoming very VERY acquainted with naked bodies. So be prepared for a ton of smut once I am back and a ton of angst and fluff and gawd so many ideas so little time. But yeah feel free to send me requests, send me messages and inboxes. I am here, I am alive just very very busy with writing 20 000 words T-T Huge love ~ Raven

[ravencincaide]

Honestly what is it with people stomping all over my boundaries today. Is there some challenge called “ let’s fuck over Raven and make her cry” that I don’t know about? No? You sure? Cuz you’re fuckin succeeding!

Given that several people have not only explicitly done/send to me what I specified in my rules not to ask/send me and others simply lack common sense this blog is going to take a couple of days break.

This should affect my followers minimally;

The Ravens special has still 7 hours or so left to send in your prompts so if you wanna do that, go ahead. There’s still time just please I beg you be kind. Read my prior to requests and remember I’m doing this solely in my free time and for fun. Remember I’m a human and for the love of god show me some respect. Please

The first prompt should be released on Sunday but depending how I feel may be delayed a little.

There will NOT be an update tomorrow.

I apologise to all my kind followers and hope to be in the right headspace to see you guys soon with new angsty, sweet and exciting pieces.

With quiet caws

A little sad Raven

[raven-cincaide]

Hi guys! I just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten about Sweetober at all and plan to continue working with these prompts even after October is over! That being said, unfortunately, I'm under the weather (flu, of course I got sick when I least wanted to!) and run out of pre-written fics... So I'm going to take a few days to recover and then continue posting (probably at the end of the week)

Lots of love!! Raven

[ravencincaide]

I hope you get well! Please focus on getting more rest than writing fanfics, you'll have a headache! Please take ur meds and get well deserved rest. Eat that chicken soup!

(If you don't I'll hire a hacker to send me ur coordinates and shove you into bed with ur bsd plushies by ur sides and make that chicken soup myself, if I see you making a fanfic while ur sick I'm going to hit ur head with mi chancla! That was Spanish btw)

Get well soon!!!!!

*blink blink* ehh what do I do as a vegetarian who doesn’t eat meat?? Can we agree on no Chicken soup then? Cuz I’d rather burn up from a fever than eat it.. no offence to your cooking tho!

Jokes aside huge HUGE thanks for reaching out to me and showing me care and concern. I’ll do my absolute best to catch up on rest and leave all the brewing ideas for another time. Another question though; what does the Spanish mean?

Ps. There’s no need to hire a hacker. Ask nicely and I’ll share. No secret, I mean Scandinavia is pretty big after all :P

Once again huge thanks for the love and care. Hope you’re doing better than me!

~Raven