#hiii Corvus!!!!!

[delusional-cryptid]

hi remy :) you remember the post i reblogged from you about the piano :) ? i wrote a little something for you about it :)

He cannot scream. His mouth is sewn shut. He doesn't like to go through the house proper, lest Solomon catch sight of the boy he refuses to truly see.

He cannot play the other instruments. His fingers drip with weak sparks that fizzle out at once. His spectral hands phase through, and the sparks do not catch the wood. The only thing he can touch are the things made of silver, and Solomon makes sure to keep none of them within reach. (He will love running his ghostly fingers over the shoulders of a jacket, silver studding the black like stars, in the place of holding the hands of the person who wears it, but that will come later. In these moments, this wraith of a boy has very little hope for the future.)

He doesn't even know what would happen if he could play the other instruments, anyway. He doesn't know who else is trapped down with him in the basement, and he doesn't know what he'd say if he spoke through the threads to the woman in the fife. Surely nothing good. The entire interaction would make his situation doubtlessly worse, and any catharsis he might get would be muted by the immaterial stitches swallowing his screams.

It is fitting, perhaps, that the only instrument he can play is the one that he is tethered to. The wires circling his wrists lead him towards the ivory keys made with his bones, and they give way beneath his fingers. He cannot press them hard, just enough to make a whisper of a noise before his fingertips slip through. He plays the refrain of one of his old favorite songs. It has been so long, he can no longer remember the words, couldn't sing them even if he was able to speak. He has tried to scorch away the name that never belonged to him staring mockingly from above the keys, to rip out the gold inlay haunting him, but his sparks are too frail and dim, and gold is not silver.

(ad dolor puerum, aurum non est argentum. He can pretend, when his pale luminescence falls upon the lettering, but it will not change its composition.)

One day, when Solomon is gone, a group of thieves enter the house, and among other things, they haul away the piano. He does not know why they chose a grand piano, of all things to steal, but it is being stolen nonetheless. They put his piano inside a different house, one that is slowly decaying, and he fights and he rages and he aches to be given help, a release, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, but his presence only fills the people in the house with fear, and it drives them out once they figure out they cannot exorcise him without destroying the piano. He burns, wreathed in white fire before their eyes in a final desperate attempt, and they begin to pack up and leave. In his anger, his sparks grow brighter, and he drags his hands across the peeling wallpaper, scorching the words '𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰' over and over until a furrow in the wall appears, sunken and charred, and he is alone in the unfamiliar house. There was a reason he had learned to hide his emotions.

He waits, and he waits, until a new figure appears in the doorway, clawed and tall and glancing curiously with blank white eyes, until they see him, and immediately spread their claws defensively. Even as they lower their claws, seemingly transfixed, he remains on guard. When they lay eyes on the piano, however, they cry out and collapse, blank eyes closed. When they awake, he does his best to explain his predicament to them, trying to convey that the word mocking him from its perch above the keys is not his name at all, and that they should destroy the piano. They reach out to the keys, plinking out a refrain from a song he never got the chance to hear, a faraway look in their eyes. They focus back on him, and express apologies for disturbing him, and gladness to have come across him. They have not yet seen a single other soul on their travels. They attempt to cut the threads across his mouth with their black-tipped claw, and the spectral boy isn't sure how much more his emotions can take when it doesn't work. He mimes a request to destroy the piano, hoping that they're as strong as they look, and will be able to get rid of it easier than his dim sparks and shining hands. Despair rises as he thinks they will refuse, but, if his knees were corporeal, they would grow weak with relief when they agree to send him into nothingness.

The revenant sets the piano alight, and pain wracks his stolen, incorporeal bones as gold and red and, at last, hollow black fill his vision.

He awakens, feeling a tugging on his wrists. He is floating, as he usually does, above the ground. He is in a forest, and the wires flowing from his wrists trail from the revenant's pocket, where he knows a single piano key rests. The revenant does not seem to know he is there, and he isn't sure what to feel. He still exists, the pale-eyed revenant hadn't fully destroyed the piano like they had said they would, but, they seem nice. Kind. They had helped him, and he wasn't stuck in a house anymore. He is as free as he is likely to get anytime soon. And suddenly, the revenant is surprised by two creatures, antlered and hooved, and now their arm is halfway across the clearing, and they seem so small in the face of the things intent on ripping them apart at the seams. He cannot let this happen, for his own sake and theirs. He glows, rising behind them, wreathed in burning white that drives the creatures away. They are surprised and apologetic that they unknowingly kept him tethered to them, but he finds himself stopping them. He cannot see their face for all their long, matted hair, but he thinks he would like to. He would like to get to know this strange, wandering person further. Perhaps they can play a refrain together. The piano key's destruction will wait.

Percy Reed knows three things. The first is that his name is Percy Reed, no matter what a certain instrumentalist would say.

The second is that he is dead, but that he has found a person worth living for.

The third is that he is free, from the piano, from the name that was never his, from the man who once was called his father. He still cannot scream, but he has far less reasons to do so, as he grows to love running his fingers over silver studded like stars on the shoulders of a black jacket, and to love the person wearing it, whose hands he cannot yet hold.

Mx. Corvus this was absolutely world shattering tysm for gracing my inbox with this 🫶🫶 I love them so much it’s not even funny-

[corvus-mcshmorbus]

So.um I watched delicious in dungeon... It was really good :3

[rhysandshiftingthespectrum]

🎤, ✈️, 🍰 (it's corvus i'm just on my other blog lol)

🎤(what’s a song that you associate with your DR?) well, it depends which one. Army Dreamers i associate with a lot of my DRs, but most specifically my Greek Gods DRs, and my Magical Forest DR.

✈️ (where are you most excited to shift to?) probably either my Magical Forest DR or Better CR DR, it’s gonna be badass either having wings or just being absolutely transitioned and accepted by society.

🍰(tell your best shifting advice or the best lesson you learned from your DR?) mmm, let yourself have time for yourself. give yourself time away from shifting, focus on other things you love here too. and love your DR, if you don’t right now, then give yourself time away from shifting and come back around when you’re excited for it. and most of all, remember that you can shift without a script to your DR and it can be exactly how you imagine it to be, if it’s too stressful for you to script or finish a script.

[deetealeaf]

DEEEEEEEE HIIIII

okay! I got another fake planttt :DD

And now I need u to help me officially name them!! (And sorta of introduce them to you? I think) If u would like :)))

So currently 2/5 need names: Pink orchid: Purple bonsai-looking thing:

Here r the ones that do have names though! Mini plant in white:  Arcas A large plant in black: Callisto Lavender: Delphinus

They're all currently constellations but you can pick whatever name sounds nice for you :D

And! Arcas and Callisto but they are supposed to deprive Ursa Major (Callisto) and her son, Ursa Minor (Arcas)

And Delphinus is the dolphin that helped Poseidon bag his wife, Amphitrite (The successful wingman)

okay have a nice dayyyy :DDDD <33333333

:DDDD

HIII IVYYYY <33

Omg yay more plantsss!!!! Im happy for you!

first of all- the names you already have ARE GORGEOUS AMAZING FLAWLESS i love <3 ur plants soend awesome

And personally if u want to stick to the star theme u have going on my favs are

Andromeda

Vega (brightest star in lyra)

Lyra itself

Diphda (brightest star in cetus)

And then obviosly sirius and regulus lolll

And then animal based constellations i like are corvus, lynx, and polaris which counts cuz its in ursa minor lols

And sagitta is also pretty! I like sagitta for the pink orchid tbh...

If you dont like anybof these give me a minute to look some more stuff up lolol

Also u might have started a new hyperfixtation cuz i looked up a list of constellations an im in love 😭

THANK YOU i hope u have/ had a good day tooo <33 ;bb

[pronoun-checks]

hiii, that new name&pronoun suggestion thing seems neat!

can i get some suggestions related to train/ train conductors/steampunk, maybe some minecraft, and all kinds of birds. genderfluid, so odd names or neutral or ones you can change are preferred. so far i've picked the name byrd/byrdie and they/griffin, but some more would be great!

Sure thing!

Cargo

Hopper

Train

Steam

Gear

Cog

Wolf

Blaze

Oak

Spruce

Birch

Lapis

Raven

Crow

Jay

Robin/Robyn

Finch

Sparrow

Wren

Phoenix

Blue

Lark

Talon

Corvid

Corvus

Corbin

Starling/Star

[ellovett]

OH EM GEE HIII KC

I saw ur tags on Tinsley’s update bio and THEY WERE SO FUCKING FUNNY

So i must ask if it is alright, for Corvus and Fayette’s thoughts on Tinsley?👁️👁️ or rlly anything ur mind comes up with for them ur so big brained

HAHAHAHAHA THIS IMAGE heehee OFC OFC anything for u jas <3 Tinsley was such a delight to psychoanalyze../pos

Corvus thinks Tinsley is sooooo cool, he thinks she's very fashionable and loves her sense of style!! It wouldn't be a surprise for Corvus to be all up in her face and be like "Hiiiii can I touch your hair? It's so nice, can I have those little pom pom balls too? I wanna eat one!"

I'm so sorry Tinsley they're so out of pocket, Corvus is such an unpredictable and weird force of nature, theyre like a natural phenomenon no one can pinpoint what exactly they are, but they're...something alright!

You can literally be the most ancient creature out there and Corvus would still want to examine you under a microscope and study your brain cuz he thinks your outfit is cool or something like that

Bros also the type to lean their elbow on Tinsley's head, this isnt out of anything derogatory and its not meant to insult her height either, Corvus is Just Like That KHFKJD

He still respects her as their senior though!

Shows her shiny rocks he found while they were hanging out on the campus rooftops.

It is also not uncommon for Tinsley to walk into the Diasomnia kitchen, and just see a pair of glowing red eyes silently eating straight from the pantry like some cryptid of the night LMAOO

"Oh hi Tinsley!"

"It's 4 am Corvus shouldn't you be asleep?"

"I had a dream where I ate all the cardboard cereal boxes, so I'm making it real!"

"What.."

"[CHOMPING] Oh do you want one?"

IM SORRYYYYYYYY im writing several formal apologies to Tinsley and her associates right now !!!!!/j



Fayette meanwhile is interesting, I feel like he's much older than both Tinsley and Lilia, so when he took notice of them both at the VDC at least 3 years ago before the events of twst, he realized that they both look awfully familiar

See, Fayette is old enough to have witnessed the start, the carnage, and the end of the Fae war [if that's the specific war you're talking abt KHFDJKD] SO LIEKKK, If He was involved in the war ! And Tinsley was A KNIGHT for the Draconia family !!!!!! U see where I'm going with this?

He wasn't a direct ally of the Draconia family per se, but he was a former scholar turned frontliner, being a powerful mage and all, I like to think the Bureau of Magic [sigh Ik they only mentioned this group once during the story BUT IM STICKING WITH IT] was first formed DURING this war, with Fayette being one of the first members.

I feel like the Draconia Family would have a few run ins with Fayette, so Tinsley would have seen him around talking to Malleus's parents about diplomatic things. But never quite interacting with him directly.

As for thoughts, Fayette knows Tinsley's past Knighthood, he silently commends her for it, is also rather delighted to know that he isn't the only fairy around! [Albeit he doesn't have his wings //anymore//] He still thinks it's nice to see

sad thought tho watching Tinsley and the others fly and he just watches them with a wistful look in his eyes...sobs

BUT OTHERWISE I THINKD THEY GET ALONG...Tinsley puts her puffballs everywhere and Fayette comes in clutch with his magic pouch full of sparkles, I feel like Tinsley would enjoy his classes too if she ever enrolled in RSA instead, an explorer like her would LOVEEE the wild ass field trips Fayette makes his students go on.

[bookendsguy]

ok super fucking late to do this cuz i forgot about it until now

I WAS TAGGED BY @corvus-pictor hiii thank you <3

rules: tag 10 people you wanna get to know better

(but i’ll probably tag less than that)

relationship status: single and yearning

favorite color(s): green… but lots of different shades like moss or sage !!!

song stuck in my head: blue lightning by big thief 💪

last song i listened to: wah-wah by george harrison

three favorite foods: pasta is my go to, but now i literally can’t think of any other foods 😵‍💫

last thing i googled: how to replace the nib tip on a wacom tablet pen lmao???

dream trip: fucking anywhere in europe honestly. but rn i wanna go to the monterey bay aquarium 😭😭 it’s nostalgic for mee

anything i want rn: drum machine… i have my eye on one on sweetwater

i’m tagging but dont feel pressured :-)) i hope i didn’t forget anybody :-0

@hickorywind @gunfucked @edienotsedgwick @mumintroll @fiisheyes @lastflowerss @owlbeee

[eiraeths]

hiii can i please hear about chiaroscuro corvus catalyst 👀

hello doll absolutely

so. i haven’t written much for this wip it’s more just lengths and lengths of plans. it’s a ghost pov story heavily based off of the movie the crow. (the original fuck the remakes)

i will offer up the first line though

Ghost isn’t sure why the motions of digging out of a grave are so intimately familiar.

[savvy-devine666]

Hiii stayed up for like hours reading your Corvus and Proxima fics to the point the dark mode made the white text look green lol. (Love your fics. All of them btw. I'm dead certain you're keeping the ship afloat. You write them so well and those two are villain couples goals)

Anyways, the tldr is that I played a game, Ultimate Alliance 3, that has Thanos + The Black Order as the main villains.

There's a part in the game where Corvus and Proxima go to beat the crap out of the X-Men and whatnot. And there's a cutscene leading into Corvus' boss battle where the murder couple are charging into battle, but Nightcrawler literally poofs in behind Proxima and grabs her and just poofs Proxima away and Corvus gets pissed. (He is literally not even a few feet away. She was just a few steps behind him and he turns to find her gone) (Gameplay follows) (Says that he's basically going to kill the heroes in her honor and the heroes state early on in the fight that he's insanely powerful and that he's filled with rage which is powering him and that this is not going to be an easy fight (it's not) (so you basically hit him ripping out Natasha's throat for hurting Proxima on the nose lol))

The next cutsene that follows is Corvus threatening to kill everyone and "Proxima" tells him no, that should be their master's honor (Corvus gives a very lowkey relieved/ joyus "my beloved") before she impales him through from behind with her staff and reveals herself as Mystique. And then the real Proxima blasts Mystique from behind and is pissed off for harming a member for the black order but basically we all know she's pissed off for an attempted murder on her husband.

Corvus bounces back (much to the heroes surprise and dismay) and the gameplay is the two of them attempting to beat the shit out of you before it turns into a deadly game of one sided tag with the heroes trying to get the hell out of dodge as the murder couple chases you down.

Basically the thought process here, several ideas.

1. Angst. Who doesn't love angst. Proxima did watch someone impersonate her and lowkey try to kill her husband. And like no way are there not nightmares at that possibility that hey, what if it actually was me and not an imposter?

2. More angst because Corvus and Proxima have like lowkey blind trust for each other and that was kinda weaponized against them because Corvus only let his guard down slightly when "Proxima" was there which allowed him to be stabbed from behind (doubt it would affect their actual marriage because they're both grown enough in their relationship to have it be an actual issue but in the beginning of it might be a different story)

3. More, more, angst, because what if Proxima had been suddenly poofed to oblivion charging into battle literally barely a few paces behind Corvus and he wasn't able to protect her. His back was turned, trusting she'd be there and then she wasn't, and she was just suddenly gone.

4. Enough angst, now fluff. Take all the angst and the murder couple can have fluffy cuddles and moments to comfort each other. (Maybe even something a little more spicy too considering how they are)

Anyways, thanks for reading my rant. Just needed to word vomit to someone who cares about the murder couple and you were the first person who came to mind. (If you ever want to use the ideas for a fic, go ahead)

Very much love your work!!!

WOW! Thank you so very much! It's always exciting to hear when someone likes my work

I'm famillier with the scenes you mentioned, I watched the cuts ceres on YouTube, I love them!

I love the ideas and I'm always on the look out for whatever inspiration I can find lol

I love how much proxima and corvus trust each and love each other they definitely ARE villain couple goals, the bar is set and that bar is HIGH AF 😂

I'm so glad you love my fic, my Guardians fic (which is very proxivus heavy) and my Endgame rewrite are my particular favorite labors of love lol

[bugsinthebayou]

OMG HIII who's your favorite ephemeral rift character. mine is corvus or margaret because im basic

corvus or dr dave !!!!

[corvusfrugilegs]

hiii im corvus

any pronounce

i have twitter under the same nickname!!!

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if you have any questions feel free to dm me!

[mrspicydad]

listening to the corvus clemmons playlist after a long time and going into the tag on Tumblr and seeing you posted in there was crazy. it's like meeting a high school friend randomly on the street

JKGHKHGKJH OMG HIII THAT WAS SO LONG AGO SCREAMS

[kingslxyers]

HIII OMG what do u think was the cutest romanogers moment? i mean if they had any scenes lol

Hi Anon!

Well, the thing is, rather disappointingly, they didn’t have any cute scenes. It was nothing like the car ride in TWS or Nat checking in on Steve in the church in Civil War. They were together, and that was basically it. Even so, my personal favourite was definitely the fight scene with Proxima and Corvus where it honestly shows just how in sync they are with their thoughts and actions x

[anderson-residence]

@creation-is-chaos Lana rushed Corvus when he entered the door of Sarah’s fix it shop. “Hiii Mr. Corvus.” she wasn’t expecting to see him but she was always happy to see him. She had the day off from school and Sarah gave in and took her to work. She usually wasn’t allowed here, but Sarah rather keep an eye on her than risk her roaming around and if it made the girl happy then Sarah would allow it. Lana was about to ask why he was here but then her eyes caught a cut on his hand and frowned. “You’re hurt. you need a band aid. Band aids make everything better” Her own knees had brightly colored princess band aids on them even if as an android she didn’t really need a bandage. She pointed to a first aid kit she was too short to reach. “I’ll fixed you up good but you have to grab the band aids for me first.”