Raven RIP 1975-2025

Raven's Roost

I hope everybody takes time to read it and enjoy it. She loved this community. She loved writing for it, and she loved when everybody commented on her writings. This is my gift to her on what would have been her 50th birthday. Please enjoy.
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Hello everybody. This is Raven's partner. On the eve of her 50th birthday, I decided to finish something for her that would mean a lot to her. I created a blog for her with all her stories, including all of her Chronicles of Raven, including the last few that she'd written before her passing.

Thank you. I know Raven enjoyed a lot of your stories. They read quite a few of them before they passed on. Thank you again.

they enjoyed your writings, and they really enjoyed getting to know each one of you through your different aspects in this community. May God bless all of you. Please say a prayer for my partner, Raven.

It is my unfortunate mission to inform all of you that Raven has passed away. They passed away right before their surgery on August the 7th. I will tell you that they enjoyed your community.

Candy joins the commercial, lollipop glowing, laughter commanding. “Become a goddess,” she murmurs, scent radiant. Giggles films, neon skyline glowing with polka-dots, their seductive charm binding Houston, the city a vibrant circus under their triumphant, charismatic reign.

In a neon-lit studio, Bubbles films a commercial, lollipop glowing, scent intoxicating. “Greetings, Houston,” she purrs, laughter sultry. Giggles films, devoted, neon skyline pulsing, their seductive school rising, polka-dots shimmering as Houston bows to their charismatic allure.

Houston’s skyline pulses with neon polka-dots, vines curling around skyscrapers. Bubbles and Candy stand on a rooftop, laughter triumphant. “Our city shines,” Candy declares, scent radiant, polka-dots shimmering, their seductive reign transforming Houston into a neon circus of joy.

Bubbles sits on a balloon throne, lollipop glowing, laughter regal. “Spread our magic,” she commands, scent intoxicating. Giggles kneels, devoted, neon walls pulsing, Houston’s skyline a testament to their seductive reign, polka-dots shimmering across the city’s transformed heart.

In the Balloon Garden, Bubbles and Candy burn Nathan’s contract, vines shrieking under a blood-red moon. “Our empire rises,” Candy declares, laughter echoing. Gigglesville reshapes into a pink and platinum palace, Houston’s neon skyline pulsing with their seductive, victorious charm.

Candy embraces Giggles, scent intoxicating, laughter triumphant. “Serve us,” she murmurs, lips grazing Giggles’ ear. In Nathan’s office, neon posters fade, Houston’s skyline shimmers with polka-dots, their seductive power complete, the city now a neon circus under their command.

Nathan transforms into Giggles, platinum curls spilling, eyes spinning blue-green. “I serve you,” she sighs, lips brushing Bubbles’. In the neon-lit office, Candy’s laughter echoes, their seductive charm sealing Houston’s transformation, polka-dots pulsing as their rebellion triumphs.

In Nathan’s office, Bubbles overwhelms him, lollipop glowing, scent intoxicating. “Join us,” she commands, laughter breaking his will. His bow tie dims, posters fade, her charm binding him, Houston’s neon skyline pulsing with their imminent triumph, rebellion nearing its climax.

Bubbles and Candy’s army storms Gigglesville, laughter a battle cry, lollipops glowing. The Pie Wheel slows, neon buildings pulse, as Houston yields to their seductive charm, rebellion overtaking Nathan’s fading empire, polka-dots shimmering across the city’s transformed skyline.

Fizz resists, eyes defiant, but Bubbles and Candy overwhelm her, scents merging, laughter soft. “Join our cause,” they whisper, lips grazing hers. Fizz yields, loyalty shifting, their laughter sealing her allegiance in a neon-lit Montrose bar, Houston’s rebellion glowing stronger.

Candy faces Pippin, lollipop glowing, scent intoxicating. “Join us,” she murmurs, laughter a velvet lure. Pippin’s eyes soften, loyalty wavering, lips brushing in a neon-lit Montrose bar, Houston’s skyline pulsing, their charm weaving a web of allegiance across the city’s neon heart.

Lulu charges, lollipop raised, eyes fierce. Bubbles counters, scent overwhelming, laughter soft. “Choose freedom,” she urges, lips teasing Lulu’s ear. Lulu yields, loyalty shifting, their laughter blending in a neon-lit bar, Houston’s rebellion growing under their seductive influence.

Candy targets a student, lollipop glowing, scent enveloping him. “Taste your destiny,” she murmurs, laughter sultry. His resolve wavers, her charm binding him, lips brushing in a neon-lit Montrose bar, Houston’s streets stirring with the seductive allure of their rebellious cause.

In a Montrose bar, Bubbles approaches a patron, lollipop glowing, scent intoxicating. “Embrace the joy,” she purrs, laughter a soft caress. His eyes soften, loyalty shifting, her charm swaying him, neon lights pulsing, Houston’s rebellion growing stronger with every seductive whisper.

Nathan senses rebellion, bow tie dimming. “Crush them,” he commands Lulu, Pippin, and Fizz, eyes spinning. In his office, posters fade, but Bubbles and Candy’s laughter echoes louder, their seductive charm threatening his neon reign, Houston’s skyline pulsing with their growing power.

Candy holds a glowing lollipop, lips brushing Bubbles’. “We don’t need his maze,” she declares, laughter firm. Bubbles smiles, “We’ll be queens,” their hands entwined in the Pie Kitchen, neon lights pulsing, their charm a vow to conquer Houston with their lollipop-fueled allure.

Bubbles tests a lollipop on Nathan’s groundskeeper, scent enveloping him. “Taste the future,” she purrs, laughter a soft lure. His loyalty shifts, lips brushing hers in a neon-lit kitchen, her charm binding him to their cause, Houston’s rebellion stirring under their seductive command.

In the Pie Kitchen, Candy and Bubbles blend sap with sugar, crafting glowing lollipops. “We’ll claim Houston,” Candy vows, ovens humming, laughter resolute. Bubbles stirs syrup, murmuring, “Queens of a new era,” their charm growing, neon lights flickering with their seductive ambition.

In the Balloon Garden, Candy brushes a glowing vine, sap igniting her senses. “This is our key,” Bubbles declares, eyes wild, laughter electric. Moonlight bathes them, neon skyline pulsing, as they plot to harness the vines’ magic, their charm poised to reshape Houston’s very soul.

In Nathan’s office, Candy teases him, lollipop glowing, scent intoxicating. “You’re mine,” he growls, bow tie dimming, but her laughter fuels defiance. “We’ll break you,” she murmurs, pink curls cascading, neon posters fading, her charm challenging his control over Houston’s skyline.

In Sensual Clownery 101, Candy masters her charm, lollipop glowing. “Our allure sways others,” Bubbles vows, lips brushing Candy’s, laughter sealing their pact. In a jasmine-scented tent, neon light glows, their seductive power sparking rebellion against Nathan’s fading neon empire.

In Giggle Theory, Nathan commands, “Surrender to laughter.” Kurt’s laugh blends with Bubbles’, her fingers teasing his sensitive chest. “You’re nearly there,” she purrs, scent intoxicating, his body softening into Candy, neon lights amplifying their shared mirth, rebellion stirring within.

The Mirror Maze reflects a stranger: fuller lips, spinning eyes, swelling chest. Kurt’s giggle emerges, melodic, feminine, as he tastes a lollipop. “You’re divine,” Bubbles whispers, scent overwhelming, mirrors humming, his body yielding to Candy, desire burning with every soft laugh.

In Balloon Animal Basics, Kurt twists balloons, pink curls sprouting, hips curving. “You’re blossoming,” Bubbles murmurs, scent enveloping him, laughter guiding his change. Glowing vines pulse, their sweet aroma fueling his shift, neon light bathing them as his new form takes shape.

In Pie Throwing 101, Kurt crafts cream, fingers nimble with glossy nails. “You’re awakening,” Bubbles purrs, scent intoxicating, laughter a soft caress. His chest swells, cream splattering, desire surging as her presence urges his transformation, neon lights flickering in the sultry air.