#corvus!cross

[saffron-gold-stardust]

Corvus gets his name.

[asktheangsttrioofficial]

"When I'm with them, it's like everything that happened, everything we've been through... It all just disappears." "thanatos, do you see this? i found... a family." "maybe this won't be so bad... maybe i can learn to love again."

guilt, basalt, raven

so first of all, i was experimenting, as you can probably tell by the style switch from the usual i also messed around a bit with different filters and blending modes and such, so there's that secondly, basalt[left]'s design is still a wip, as is corvus[right]'s so yeah, don't expect those designs to stick

cross sans by jael peñaloza/jakei killer sans by rahafwabas murder/dust sans by askdusttale nightmare sans by jokublog reaper sans by renrink basalt!murder, survivor's guilt!cross, and corvus!reaper by me

[rosenfey]

people have said my usual answers already so for trademarks I am going to say wizard kissing

you know what jaye. ur right and you should say it.

[moonfurthetemmie]

Sunfall Master post

There's individual posts but there's also this big doc with everything in it, and that may be easier if you want to read everything at once. but if you want individual bits here's the posts!

Glaze and Tempera (+ Ink)

Wren (+ Finch)

Orion

Corvus

Xena

Java (+ Cross & Error)

Aster (+ Blue)

✨Plot✨

Endings 1-3

The Maelstrom and the beasts

Random other stuff

[snorvus]

i downloaded a chrome extension that makes animalcrossing talking sounds when i type and its amazing, the numbers are the sound of them singing

[reddrakebird]

There's a very silent and very curious Corvus, Dio's vigilante persona, observing the Robin that is not his Robin ─ well, the version of him of his world. And considering his own Robin didn't tell him a thing about this, either for lack of time or distraction due to some hyperfocus, he's very much just measuring this new one.

Kon-el had wanted to come on this night’s adventure, but Timothy had a better plan for what the Kryptonian could do with their time away. Knowing that did sometimes distract Timothy, but by an hour in, he was focused and determined to patrol Bludhaven as he always did. The roofs were easy to scale and leap from, that form in the best shape of his life after two months of healing. The yellow bird symbol on his chest was a blur as Red Robin moved fast, with long legs that were elegant and graceful, movements that combined many life experiences for his own personal style. 

When he reached the edge over looking a central square that the traffic opened up into, his lean, muscular form crouched down, eyes to his utility belt for a moment before standing to his full height, backing up a few steps, then running for the edge to leap up into the air off the side. Arms went out wide, helping him guide before smacking his chest on the upper right, releasing the red wings to mimic his arms. Hands reached for two small handles underneath to help glide him toward two buildings where an updraft pushed him higher. No one seemed to notice as the ‘bird’ flew above late at night beyond the lights, and in the darkness, some could not reach to get to a higher vantage point. 

He landed with a skid of those boots, as a smack of that chest pulled the wings down and tight against his back. A deep inhale was taken, eyes closed under the mask as he settled his excited heartbeat down.

[snorvus]

I love how freaking cute a pink and aesthetic everything is and then there’s Tom Nook burning in the background

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[mosscrab]

if corvus made it through the game him fighting gabriel would be hilarious bc he canonically has very little exposure to christianity and actually becomes a god himself at a point in the timeline

[noxtivagus]

thinking of. my ocs a bit rn.. >.>

[eddiethebrave]

secret admirer part twelve

318 words

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Steve’s feeling lighter after that. Sure, the things he wants to say to Eddie are stacking up in his brain like before Valentine's, but everything seems that little bit better now that he has plans to see Eddie. And sure, it’s for school, but still. He’s gonna see him. And talk to him. And draw him.

They’d agreed that they’ll work on the portrait of the other when they’re together and work on the self-portraits in their own time and in class. 

Not wanting to suffer another bout of incessant staring, during lunch Steve takes Tommy and Carol’s usual side of the table and they don’t comment on it. He feels like he can finally breathe. That is, until Tommy scoffs. 

“What the fuck is the freak staring at?” he spits.

Steve stills then rolls his eyes. “Not you, Tommy,” he mutters and Carol snorts in amusement. 

Tommy pulls his eyes away from - presumably - Eddie. “What’s your problem?”

Steve looks up from where he was pushing his lunch around with his fork. When he meets Tommy’s eyes, the boy’s face is screwed up in annoyance. 

“Don’t got a problem, man.” Steve shrugs. “I’m just saying, why would Munson be staring at you?”

Tommy’s face tints pink. “Wait.” Steve leans in conspiratorially and drops his voice to a whisper. “You weren’t- Were you, like, staring at him?”

Tommy pulls back in offense. “Fuck off, Harrington.”

Steve brings his hands up in surrender. “Woah, I was just asking. I mean,” He licks his lips, “How’d you know he was staring if you weren’t, too?”

Steve would know. 

Tommy crosses his arms and looks to Carol for support. The girl only looks at him expectantly and pops her gum. 

Steve cracks a grin and reaches over the table to jostle him. “I’m just messing with you, Tommy.”

The tension breaks and Tommy kicks him in the shin under the table. “Asshole.”

thirteen

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sorry if i missed anyone!!

[nosyrobin]

“Fair Amusement”

Damian Wayne x Roth! Male reader

Summary: The small Roth spending time with the small Wayne, the two boys start to have fun until Damian gets annoyed at seeing a boy acting a little too “friendly” with the raven he finds beautiful.

Note || Y/N is the little brother of Raven, hero name is Corvus. The Latin name for Raven.

“Roth..” Damian says looking at the boy in-front of him walking ahead with excitement. “Huh? Sorry Damian what were you saying?” Y/N says looking at Damian who kept his signature frown on his face. “Why must you be so excited for such…amusement..” he says, Y/N pouted.

“Damian..I’m excited because I’m spending this amusement with you! Plus I never really had fun in a fair.. or is this an amusement park? I never knew the difference.” Y/n admitted with with an awkward chuckle. Damian looked away from the boy, he felt his face getting heated as he gritted his teeth together. “Aye! Niños, don’t go too far okay?” Jaime yells as he sees the two boys being slight further from the rest. Garfield was already loose from the team. Probably doing something reckless or gaining mad tickets.

“On it! Cmon Damian, I heard there’s a game where you can shoot these fake ducks and win a big stuff animal!” Y/N says excitedly, Damian only kept his facial expression. Trying not to show too much emotion but his eyes showed curiosity. Y/N started to get distracted by things like cotton candy and music. Damian knew the boy wants to try the shooting game, so he made you focus on your so called “journey.”

Finally making to the stand, the bright light and colors made your eyes shine with joy. Damian looked at you, time felt slow when you turned to look at him. Was this what those main characters felt when those cheesy romance movies did the slo mo? Yeah this is how he feels. You point to a big penguin. “Look! Look! They got a big stuffed animal like I said!” Damian crosses his arms loosely, “I see Roth.” You immediately nod with excitement grabbing the shotgun that was plastered. You handed the man the money and got to business.

Or at least tried to get into businesses. You seemed to have trouble holding the shotgun, the man behind the counter showed annoyance. Damian gave the man hard glare to “fix” the man’s attitude which worked. The poor small Raven must have attracted attention as a boy that seemed to be your and Damian’s age walked in and started to guide you.

Damian narrows his eyes at the boy beside you who was showing you how to shoot. He didn’t like how the boy was looking at you, Damian crossed his arms. He couldn’t help but glare, but when the boy whispered something in your ear and you chuckled. He had enough, he pushed the boy aside and got behind you. His arms and hands already making sure you were positioned to shoot the ducks. Your eyes widen seeing his eyes trained in front while being behind you. Too close behind you.

“Y/N, focus on the ducks. Shoot.” And you did. You listen to his words perfectly which made him smirk. He backed away when you won the penguin. But what he also did next was pettiness as he also went and did a try at the game. Shooting perfectly without a struggle, getting you another big penguin. Your eyes were wide in admiration, meanwhile Damian glanced at the boy who seemed to scoff and walk off. Damian walked off smugly, wrapping an arm around the boy who seemed so happy hugging the two big penguins!

“Best night ever!” You yelled as you came back into the car with the team. Garfield was already sleep with Jaime almost being the same. Kory was in the driver seat with your sister in the passenger. Raven smiled seeing her little brother happy with two penguins. “Little crow, where do you get them?” She asked softly.

“I got one for myself with the help of Damian. But Damian got me another one.” You say with a soft smile. You then lean against Damian who stiffened at the sudden action. But he soon relaxed with a smile that was covered with his hand. He looked out the window, staring at the boy’s reflection.

“That was nice of you Damian. Thank you.” Raven says. Damian only hummed, still looking at the reflection of the Roth male who seemed happy. And that made Damian happy as well.

[saffron-gold-stardust]

It’s possible there’s still someone in there…

…but he’s buried very deep.

Those chains will be hard to break, if he even wants them broken in the first place.

Swapdream original concept by Song_A, og Cross by Jakei95

[asktheangsttrioofficial]

anyway, imma go on a tangent about corvus since i've done that with the other two

so corvus is a reaper from a doomed reapermare timeline

explanation below the cut, tw for assisted suicide

essentially, reaper and nightmare were childhood friends [both misunderstood immortals] and reaper was there when nightmare got corrupted. they grew more distant, though reaper would still do favours for nightmare. eventually, nightmare couldn't handle his own negativity/reputation, so he asked reaper to help kill him by eating his soul

[side note: that is my personal headcanon for nightmare- the only way he can die by someone who isnt dream is if they eat his soul]

however, this transferred the negativity curse to reaper, making him the god of negativity as well as death, hence how corvus came to be. he regrets what he did and struggles with love because he's scared of hurting people. he struggles with accepting when he grows attached to people and prefers being alone just to minimise the risk- so he leaves the other two a lot, sometimes for days on end.

the longest he's ever been gone was a week, and they've mostly gotten used to it, they just assume he needs his space

basalt really likes him because he's a reaper, obviously he likes him- and rou can relate to him because they both killed their loved ones

[kozumesphone]

astronomy

𝓽sukishima kei x f!reader

masterlist . . . ✰

𓆩♡𓆪 𝒶n : cassie!!!!! ilysm for requesting this <3 + i'm sorry I didn't write this sooner 😭 I had the best time nerding out about stars in this fic fr! alsoalso it's pretty short, so i'm sorry about that too 😩

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌arnings + tags : stargazing , friend!tsukki x friend!reader , both of them like each other but are oblivious , no actual moves are made (maybe part 2) , very very short drabble , reader rambling about constellations (<3) , shooting stars ;

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌c : 0.7k

“the sky is so pretty tonight,” I sighed. tsukishima and I sat cross-legged on our school’s roof.

since we were both a part of the student council, as co-sports captains, we had to stay back after hours to work on setting up everything for next week’s inter-school volleyball tournament that karasuno’s hosting.

we had just finished setting up all the stalls outside the court, and decided to call it a day since it was nearly nine in the night.

exhausted, I flopped onto my back. I pulled tsukishima down with me, and pulled out his arm to rest my head on.

“my favourite cushion,” I mumbled, smiling.

“my time as a cushion is very valuable, I must say.” he said, joking. “I bill by the hour.”

“yes, sir! you’ll get paid for being the best cushion ever.”

“I better.” he grumbled, and the both of us laughed.

after a while of just looking at the stars, tsukishima broke the silence.

“which constellation is that?” he asked me, pointing at the sky.

“oh! that’s hydra! it’s the longest constellation that’s ever been officially named.” I said, starting to ramble about it. “it’s made of, like, 17 different stars. oh my god, i’ve never been happier about how less pollution there is, in our prefecture. anyway, the brightest one there, if you see it,” I pointed at one star. “that’s alphard, or alpha hydrae. it’s like the defining star because it’s brighter than the rest, in the hydra constellation.”

“what about the one above that?” he asked, pointing to a quadrilateral-looking arrangement of stars.

“I think that’s… corvus? it’s symbolised by a crow or a raven. the four ends of the quadrilateral you can see, are gamma, delta, epsilon, and beta corvi. it’s associated with the greek god, apollo.”

I turned to check if he fell asleep, but he was staring at me quietly. he quickly whipped his head ahead, masking his smile.

I traced my fingers over the freckles on his cheek, under his eyes.

“this constellation’s my favourite one of all, though,” I whispered, observing his freckles. no matter how faint at night, everytime I saw them, I had this urge to trace every single one of them. join them like stars join to make constellations, and name them all.

his eyes fluttered close slowly.

I turned back to the sky, my cold fingers still resting against his warm cheek.

before I could continue telling him about the other constellations I could spot, a shooting star appeared at the edge of my vision. I sat up suddenly, and slapped tsukki’s arm.

“it’s a shooting star!” I exclaimed, in awe. “make a wish, tsukki! quick!”

I closed my eyes, and clasped my hands.

I wish I get amazing grades forever. and… I wish this moment with tsukki… lasted forever. I also wish for cute stuffed toys for my birthday this year!

I opened my eyes and turned to tsukishima, who was already looking at me.

“did you make a wish?” I asked, smiling.

tsukishima’s pov:

“make a wish, tsukki! quick!” y/n said.

my heart fluttered at the nickname, even though she called me that a lot. get a grip, kei! I chide myself.

her eyes closed, and her eyebrows pinched together in concentration.

I took in all of her features. the shape of her eyes. the slope of her nose. the curve of her lips. her beauty.

“did you make a wish?” she asked, opening her eyes and turning to me.

heat crept up my neck after getting caught staring at her. twice.

“yeah,” I lied.

every smile she sent my way, and every laugh i’d heard from her. every low moment in our volleyball careers we went through together. every win we celebrated with each others’ teams.

she was my dream come true.

what else could I wish for, if all i’d ever wanted was right in front of my eyes?

[zuppizup]

“Come on!” Soren sighed dramatically, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’ve both been sitting on your butts since we got here. It’s time for some activity.”

“We came here to relax, Soren,” Callum sighed, not so much as looking up from his book.

“Rayla, come on. Aren’t you bored?” Soren turned his attention away from Callum, clearly seeing him as a lost cause.

“I'm on vacation.” She muttered into her hot chocolate as she snuggled closer to Callum.

“Guys, the pride of Katolis is at stake here.” Soren changed tactics, his voice no longer commanding and decidedly more pleading. “You know how good Amaya is at snowball fights and now she’s got Janai to back her up. And Gren is surprisingly ruthless.”

“It’s three against three,” Rayla rolled her eyes. “Ez has really good aim.”

“It’s not him I’m worried about.” Soren sighed dramatically. “Corvus barely counts-”

“Hey!” Corvus finally spoke up, stepping forward to get Soren’s attention.

“Oh come on, you know it’s true. You hate snow.”

“Yeah, but I can deal with it for the snowball fight.”

“You didn’t last year.”

“I didn’t realise everyone took this thing so seriously last year-”

“Not everyone takes it seriously, do they?” Soren turned away from Corvus to stare pointedly at Callum and Rayla.

“They do not.” Callum once again refused to look up from his book.

Sighing, Soren seemed to concede defeat, turning and stomping away. “Come on. We need to discuss tactics if it’s going to be me against Amaya, Janai and Gren.”

“Congratulate Team Sunfire for us!” Rayla teased, putting her hot chocolate down before leaning into Callum’s side.

Callum snorted, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. “We can go, if you want to.”

“What’s the point? Who’s going to win against a sky mage?” She pulled a book from under the blanket and began to leaf through the pages.

“Uh huh, that’s why you’re not interested... the lack of competition.” He laughed as she snuggled in closer to him. “And not the fact Captain Grainne’s ship had begun to take on water at the end of your last chapter?”

“She can’t swim, Callum!” Rayla didn’t even look up from the page.

“What sort of pirate can’t swim?”

“I told you, it a plot twist!”

“Well, hurry up and finish so I can find out!”

“I’m trying, mister mage.” She smiled primly at him, bopping his nose. “Why do you think I said no to a snowball fight?”

- Fluffy Rayllum prompts to cheer me up

Banther Lodge snuggles/cosy blanket/book dates suggested by @leftboob, @thedizzydinosaur and @temerity14

[angronsjewelbeetle]

Uhhh Corvus cuteness inspired by the wonderful, amazing @the-raven-lady . I apologise for how shitty this probably is.

Hair.

Corvus scoffs light-heartedly as he settles at the edge of the bed, a pillow beneath him to soften the ground, “honestly, I’m not sure why you’re so infatuated with my hair,” he says, leaning his head back a little stiffly. His hair is soft, freshly washed, just for your whims, and smells of pine and sweet resin, with something faintly smoky; you chuckle, scratching gently at his scalp with your fingertips, “you’ve stolen one of my shirts again, haven't you?” you say as he visibly relaxes, his head settling comfortably into your lap, hair splaying out like ink over your legs. His eyes glint playfully as he tries to hide a smile, “perhaps,” he replies, failing miserably as his lips twitch upwards. You can’t help the way your own lips curl at it, rolling your eyes as you drag your hands through his hair, separating the silky strands with your fingers. “Menace,” you snort, he opens his eyes again, brow furrowing, “I am not,” he protests, “explain to me how exactly I am the menace here,” Corvus starts, “when you are the one who is making me sit on the floor right now,” he says primly, closing his eyes and turning his nose to the air; for a moment you are reminded of a bird and it makes you smile, bending down to press a kiss to his forehead, having to brush his fringe aside. He smiles properly, something you are getting slowly used to with the more time you spend with him, “you are meant to be braiding my hair, are you not?” he says, eyes still peacefully closed as you sit back up, “oh be quiet, shirt-thief,” you chide playfully. He snorts but says nothing more.

You begin to work, deftly crossing the strands in a braid, falling into a steady rhythm as you work on it, his breathing slows and he slumps back into you. “That feels...nice,” he says after a while as you begin on the other side, “thank you, moonbeam,” he sighs, turning his head to press a featherlight kiss to your knee. “I’m done,” you say, his hair parted in two neat braids, falling over his back as he sits up. He tosses his head a little, “hm,” he grunts, “it’s…been a while,” he says, leaning to the side to catch a glimpse at his new hairstyle in the mirror, chuckling a little, “a little strange,” he hums, “may I…do yours, now?” he asks, brushing a hand through his fringe as he turns to look at you properly.