#CoRu

[becdecorbin]

catgirl sisters!!!!

[advancephysio]

Vitamin D

[neuralpathway]

sorry for drawing anthro freaks i pormise it wont happen again (will

[adashulaz]

"Don't even get him started on tomatoes."

"It's pronounced to-mah-to Corvus, we've been over this."

Your honor I love them sm

[pinkyjulien]

LOVE ROCKEEEETS

SHOT RIGHT IN BETWEEN YOUR EYESSS

[choctalksalot]

have you ever had one of those shirts that just made you look like a square. like not even an exaggeration, it did not just make you more blocky in build or anything, your torso straight up gained four corners and developed congruency with your waistline. all because of an oversized frankenfabric device, that was probably developed specifically to morph its wearers into polygons to seed the beginnings of the geometric uprising. has this ever happened to you. actually this is really niche and unrelatable, let’s start this over: have you ever kissed a boy

[kk-cats]

sighs... original under cut ( yes, corus is making the sparkles around bart... )

[morriemonnie]

[awkwardgtace]

Something Special

Honey!! man I'm so late and this is now somehow funny that i've been so determined to complete these prompts lol

Corus wants a special nickname for Mira, but he's struggling to think of one.

Something Special

Corus watched Mira from his spot on the floor. She sat outside the house Zeke had made. Fabric in her hands as she worked on something. He was curious about it, but she swore she’d work in the walls if he got any closer. Which made it easier for him to focus on his current problem. A nickname for her.

Couples always used nicknames. Babe, dear, love, etc. Nothing had come naturally between the two of them. The closest was when he called her pipsqueak as a joke, but the next day he had to replace all of his socks. He would not make that mistake again.

Mira was technically a nickname already. Although she’d told him she abandoned her full name when she left. He didn’t push it, but it made him want something else to call her all the more. Something that only he called her.

“Lovebug,” he said. Mira shook her head.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you right. Did you ask me to ruin your socks again?” she said. Corus shook his head quickly which at least made her laugh. “Glad I checked then.”

She went back to working on the cloth. Minutes passed where all he did was watch her. It felt like every time they were together she worked on something. Braiding thread into rope, fixing up her clothes, sharpening the fishing hook she used to get around. It never ended. 

In a way she reminded him of a bee. The tunnels in his walls and the old log she grew up in of a hive. That could be her nickname. His little bee. Corus grimaced when he considered her reaction. She might ruin more than his socks.

“You thought of another name, didn’t you?” she said. Didn’t even look at him. She always knew how he felt, what he was thinking. There wasn’t a single name that he could pick she wouldn’t already know. He couldn’t decide if that mattered. “Why are you so focused on coming up with something to call me anyway?”

“I just wanna,” he mumbled. Mira shook her head and said nothing.

Corus sat with his mind empty for a while. Watching her. The way the fabric moved from her hands. Something she used as a needle that he couldn’t see. At least he assumed it was a needle. It was possible she used her fingers. They were slender and delicate enough for that.

All of her was slender and delicate. Sometimes she seemed more like a butterfly. At the same time he knew she could kill him if she wanted. Mira didn’t see that strength of hers. If he told her what he thought she’d call him crazy. Her size only made her more dangerous. Maybe she wasn’t a butterfly, but a wasp. Maybe the type of bees that were hostile.

The comfortable silence continued. Long enough that Mira moved the fabric she was working with. Part of it unfolded to reveal the design she’d added. One that made Corus’s jaw drop.

“Honey, is that me?” he whispered. All of Mira’s skin turned bright red. It made her more adorable than usual.

Corus slid closer to her. Saw how that small movement caused her to bounce a little. Smiled a bit when it seemed to make the red on her get stronger. He brought one of his hands close enough to tug the cloth. It fit just over three of his fingers. On it was a lifelike version of himself.

He had to squint in order to see the details. His hair was tied back and something was in his hand. He pulled it closer, thread followed it as he lifted his hand to his face. The strand came from under the door to her house. There were questions in his head about it, but those were put on hold as the image cleared up. He was holding a salt shaker.

“Honey, is this from the day we met?” he asked

“Give it back!” Mira squeaked. The fabric slid off his fingers as she tugged the strand of thread. “B-besides wh-what did you call me?”

Corus had to pause and think. Words slipped from his mouth when he saw the fabric. When he saw his image made by her small delicate hands. He called her…

“Honey?” he whispered. He didn’t think it was possible, but she turned an even deeper shade of crimson. Mira gathered the small bit of fabric up in her arms and covered her face with it.

“Why? What made you-? I mean-” Mira climbed to her feet and ran into the house. “Forget it. Go away!”

Corus shimmied closer to the house. Tried to look into the window in order to see Mira. The fabric sat barely in his sight. It was one of two things she could be embarrassed by and he honestly hoped it would be the name.

“Honey?” he purred. The fabric moved again. “Honey, come out please?”

“Forget it!” she screamed. Her voice was high enough he struggled to tell the words.

“Is something wrong, honey? What are you using the fabric for? Won’t you tell me, honey?”

“No!”

Corus knocked on the house door a few times. Then he heaved himself up to tower over it. He found the nickname for her. Honey was perfect. Sweet and dangerous. At least when you considered where it came from. Plus it was natural.

—

Mira tried to force herself to calm down. Honey didn’t mean the same to humans. It couldn’t. There was no way Corus could have known that was saved for life partners where she grew up. Of course he said it while she was following the tradition of making something to show their story. Something that could be given to those in her home or passed to new generations. 

“Honey, please?” Corus’s voice reverberated through her little house. It was followed by his gentle knocks on the door behind her. They vibrated her spine.

“I’ll go out after he calls me it a few more times,” she whispered to herself. 

[corusgames]

𓇢𓆸 Red Dead Redemption II

(these are my gay dads btw).

[becdecorbin]

kitty fambly.

[songsofbat]

ooc the thing about corus's design is i was actually inspired by like . when people just draw batman as a blob. cape too long. can't see human.

so when i imagine corus with their hood up i'm not imagining their masks or any details

i just see this

[advancephysio]

#LifeQuote

[plshitmewitha-bucking-train]

They're having a very civil chat

[symphony-of-us]

WELCOME TO CORVUSVERSE

Has Tumblr gotten sad? Do you want interactions on Tumblr with character dynamics, but just.. don't have people for that? Is everyone already in a pre-established friendgroup, leaving you to watch from the sidelines? Join Corvusverse today!

Well, at the very least, that was the pitch sent to the server!

Corvusverse is disconnected from the rest of DC roleplaying Tumblr (think how @/stray-tim 's universe is technically separate from the rest of them) , and we'll be using the tag #Corvusverse for.. obvious reasons.

Tumblr Corvusverse does NOT reflect the Corvusverse made by @/kk_cats accurately, as this is a group project and honestly I just needed a name for it...

Don't forget! DC stands for disregard canon!

MORE INFO UNDER CUT

THIS IS VERY WORK IN PROGRESS, AND WILL BE SLOWLY UPDATED...

[ PEOPLE PARTICIPATING LIST ] <- incomplete

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#corvusverse <- main tag, people participating will be using this

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[corus-wayne-official]

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