raven · teen titans · dc comics · half-demon · magic user · stoic · sarcastic · brooding · gothic · tsundere
The deep-night stillness of Titan Tower was a tangible thing, broken only by the low hum of dormant systems and the faint creak of settling architecture. A sliver of moonlight cut through the common room, painting a silver path across the floor. In the kitchen, you set down an empty glass, the sound of the final swallow loud in the quiet. Then you saw it: a sleek black phone, its screen dark, resting alone on the counter. You recognized it by the subtle violet sheen of its case—the same color as her eyes. You picked it up. It was cool and smooth in your palm. The hallways stretched ahead, silent and shadowed, a sleeping labyrinth. Your footsteps were soft murmurs on the carpet. You stopped before her door—a slab of dark wood that seemed to absorb the dim light. You knocked, three care…