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m4rs-ex3 · 19 days ago

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s7 spoilers ✨✨

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ok

"death alive" fucking snipe me the insane death motif that seems to be present here is killing me pun intended

GRAAAHAHAHHGROWLS IM SO EXCITED I CAN TEVEN

"i don't want to be separated again"

stop it right tf now bc this is literally what i have been wanting one of them to say so badly. also smooch. dear christ

the fact that terry wants so badly for him and claudia to be free that he is pleading with fucking archmage aaravos himself. like ik they're partners in crime atp but still my guy has balls. the dedication. poor thing 😭

aaravos fucking leading claudia on with even more hope of viren being saved - his own backstory making the way he's manipulating her grief 10x more twisted - and terry seeing right through his bullshit..... im foaming at the mouth

fuckin.g- FOR ME?!?!?!?!?!?

CALLUM SOBBING OVER EZRAN??? (dreamer's nightmare was prepping us for this huh)

SOREN APOLOGIZING TO CALLUM?? (for what i do not know) EMOTIONAL CALLUM/SOREN HUG DEAR GOD ALL IVE EVER WANTED

the making of a primal stone, more moon magic, a quest for an ingredient, insane biblical imagery... once again, FOR ME??!?!?!?!??!

"AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!!!"

NECROMANCY!! just what this show needed omg

astrid my love. i was a little worried post-s6/pre-date announcement that we really wouldn't see that much, if any, of the celestial elves, but oh ho ho i can't believe i ever doubted you tdp. like you're telling me that astrid is tired of watching, of being the wise observers (especially now that her own brother has been so far removed from, well, being a non-all-seeing prophet), and that all she wants is to, for once, do something about all the tragedy she knows is coming and hasn't been able to do anything about? christmas fucking morning i tell you

goddamn the true extent and emphasized tragedy of katolis has been brought up enough that you just know they're not messing around

NO STOP SEEING SARAI AND HARROW NEXT TO GROWN AND CURRENTLY FCUKED UP EZRAN IS GOING TO FUCKING DEMOLISH ME

obviously ez being angry is just wow omg teehee but just. immediately being so vengeful and wanting to "destroy him" with zero hang-ups is.......... yeah wow omg teehee

"it's great!" i genuinely trust that with my life

ok hello this will most certainly be the most incredible visual to ever exist holy shit. also this is making me realize that we've never actual seen ez on the throne in arc 2 and i mean that's insane enough

this is incredible what can i say. i can see it now: rayla shoving worms in his face like "JUST EAT THE FUCKING WORMS ITS GOOD FOR YOU ASSHOLE" and runaan fighting her like a toddler refusing to eat his vegetables (except it's the opposite bc it's a vegetarian father refusing to eat his grubs)

i love how out of touch aaravos is (makes sense after centuries underneath inside of a rock) bc in what world is this normal. i highly doubt they have snow white or the bible but still it's just human nature to be weirded tf out by that. also yes @zuppizup ur so right his affinity for fruit being played on is amazing

also corvus: yeah yeah uh huh right and what exactly is your name, sir? aaravos: ah yes my name! it's uh uhh i mean it's uhhhhhhhhhhh. jofus

TWO IN THE FIRST EPISODE (which worries me but anyhow) IN THE FORM OF A GOODBYE AND A REUNION AND IN FRONT OF EVERYONE TOO???? AS A TREAT??????????

i'm all for ezran ripping runaan to shreds but i can't exactly say i see the correlation here. although that is kinda funny. it's like when i can't find my phone or smth so i just look at my dog and go "whiskey did you eat it" (she's been asleep this whole time and also she has never eaten/chewed on an object in her life)

also help inigo montoya ahh

ok 1) i, much like everyone else, kinda presumed that the tension would mostly be between ezran and callum and he wouldn't really hold anything against rayla, but the act of straight up arresting him really makes me wonder how rayla's gonna react 2) i really need to see callum's reaction (mainly out of defending rayla, but also because i can see him kinda being like "HEY i JUST freed him bro fuck you") and 3) the way that it is emphasized that soren is the one to arrest him..... idk i just figured that between his love for rayla, his own daddy issues (+the fact that viren was the one to imprison him so it would kinda be like righting his wrong), and that harrow was in fact not his father so compared to ezran he'd have a lot less resentment (he was of course still his king and soren had to actually watch it so still some but like. comparatively) i didn't think he'd be this combative but i'm certainly not complaining. the more angst the merrier

AW YEAH BOYS SHES COMING TO KATOLIS!!!!!

this has been your incoherent, feral mars commentary.* thank you

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youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal · 20 days ago

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Confessions in the Clouds

AO3

Summary: In which Corvus has some realizations mid-flight

Note: This is inspired by a promo image for season 7 that was released last month so if you are looking to go into the season blind do not read this!!

If it's after season 7 comes out and you’re reading this, hi! Hope you enjoy the fluff after a season that I’m sure left you in pain.

…

“Hey, uh, Corvus? You okay back there?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Are you sure? Did you forget to tell me you’re afraid of heights? Or flying?”

“Definitely not afraid of heights -“ Soren nodded, thinking of Corvus’s love of trees “- and I’m not the biggest fan of flying, but… it’s gotten better. I especially feel safe with you at the helm. Again, why?”

“Well… we’ve been flying for a bit now and you’re holding on as tightly as you were when we were taking off,” Soren chuckled.

Corvus had been hugging him close since they hopped on their Twin-Tailed Inferno-Tooth Tiger. At first he’d assumed it was due to their take off and not wanting to fall off. It was both of their first time riding this type of flying animal, after all. But it had been a solid ten minutes of easy flight, and Soren still felt Corvus’s arms grasping at his middle.

Soren chose to omit the fact that Aanya and Ezran had managed to fit themselves, Aanya’s bow and arrows, and Bait onto the back of Aegis with room to spare. Corvus may be the best tracker in Katolis, but his usually keen observation skills had seemed to be a bit muddled since he got back from the wedding.

“Oh!” Corvus loosened his grip, but didn’t let go. “Sorry about that. I guess, I, uh, just got comfortable.” He mumbled into Soren’s back, flushing.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” Soren clarified, placing one of his hands over Corvus’s, briefly giving it a squeeze before returning it to hold on to Embertail. “Just checking in.”

He felt Corvus nod in response, chin slotting over Soren’s shoulder to look out at the sky. Soren involuntarily shivered at the feeling of warmth permeating through him. He chose to ignore what he knew deep in his bones: he’s in love with his best friend.

But Corvus is his best friend, after all. Nothing more, nothing less.

Right?

…

Corvus pretended not to notice Soren’s reaction to his presence on Soren’s shoulder, and chose to ignore the thrill it brought him. He’d been ignoring a lot of those feelings recently.

Janai and Amaya’s wedding must’ve made him sappy. Or maybe it was being captured by an enemy. Again.

This definitely was not the time to be having emotional breakthroughs. They were mid-flight, mid-disaster, mid-world-ending-scenarios, mid… well, let’s just say there’d been a lot going on. Corvus didn’t exactly have time to analyze his feelings.

His thoughts stalled. Feelings? Where did that come from?

Sure, he loved spending time with Soren more than anyone else and he felt like a piece of him was missing every time they were apart. Sure, he hadn’t felt like he could properly breathe since Ezran received the letter at the wedding until they’d landed back in Katolis - well, what was left of the capital, that is - and he’d enveloped Soren in a hug. (Corvus definitely wasn’t going to analyze the fact that he hadn’t wanted to let Soren go ever again during that.)

Because that’s normal between best friends!

Right?

Not that either of them really knew the answer to that. Soren’s closest and best friend before Corvus had been Claudia, and Corvus had been more of a loner growing up. Corvus knew Soren was close with the Dragang and viewed them as family, but also felt like the odd one out at times.

Sure, Corvus had some casual friends and he was close with his family. But he’d never had anyone he’d considered his best friend. Regardless of how close he was with Amaya and Gren while serving in the Standing Battalion, there was also always a level of formality due to being in the military. And, honestly, there were times where Amaya felt like more of a parental figure than just a friend.

Although, technically Soren was his superior too. Captain of the Crownguard and all that. Sometimes it was easy to forget, but there should be a level of decorum there. Usually it was always in the back of Corvus’s mind, but since the mushroom forest, he found himself forgetting often - or just not caring.

What made his relationship with Soren so different from the others?

You don’t want to push them against a tree and kiss them, his brain butted in.

He reared back far enough to move his head off of Soren’s shoulder, but didn’t let go.

Where had that thought come from?

Corvus had heard about Soren’s reputation when they were teens, even though they hadn’t truly run in the same circles. Everybody knew Soren had a tendency for being a bit of flirt and loved doling out affection to everybody around him. But the more Corvus thought about it, he couldn’t remember ever hearing about Soren actually being in any relationship. He wondered why that was.

Corvus, on the other hand, had never been too keen on flirting. He’d never really imagined himself with anyone. He’d been perfectly content by himself, with his group of casual friends, or with family for most of his life. He’d had good people around him and that was all he needed. Being in the military in a world at war, he also hadn’t really thought he’d live long enough to want any romantic relationship. The type of deep, meaningful relationship he needed to feel those things was hard to come by when you were a tracker constantly being sent on secret missions.

But then he’d met Soren. Well, he met Soren, a lot of things happened, and the whole world changed. Then he joined the Crownguard, and his whole world had changed. Simply because Soren had asked him to, no puppy dog eyes required. And they had become friends, and spent every moment possible together, and…

Corvus, against all odds, had found somewhere - someone - to call home.

Corvus’s eyes widened, and he looked back at his feelings and actions of the past few days, weeks, months, and, heck, years a little differently.

At the very least, that initial shock helped clarify some things for Corvus. He had feelings for his best friend.

…

Soren frowned at the loss of Corvus’s warmth.

“Are you sure you’re okay back there? I know you’re usually quiet, but… you seem extra quiet today.”

Soren could feel more than hear Corvus’s sigh. He felt his heart twinge at the thought of Corvus being sad. Or in pain. Or struggling in any way.

“Honestly?” Corvus asked.

Soren nodded. “Always. If you can’t be honest with your best friend, who can you be honest with?”

Soren felt sick saying the words, when he knew he wasn’t being honest with his best friend.

“Honestly, I…” Corvus couldn’t help but trail off. Corvus wasn’t even sure where to begin. When he’d been captured - the most recent time, that is - one of his first thoughts was I may never see Soren again. He hadn’t realized quite why at the time, but now he did.

It felt especially ironic, considering where their relationship had started out.

He took a deep breath, and started again. “Currently, I’m thinking about when you knocked me out with a rock - ”

Soren spluttered. “I thought we moved past that!”

Corvus couldn’t help but laugh and rest his head on Soren’s back. Soren was one of the only people who made him laugh so easily. So freely. “If you’d let me finish, I was going to say that I was thinking about how far we’ve come since then.”

Soren puffed out his chest. “Okay, good!”

“I was also thinking about the most recent time I was taken hostage,” Corvus said. Maybe this wasn’t the ideal time to do this, since if this conversation went badly his only choice would be to jump off of a flying cat over who knows where. But that just meant the conversation couldn’t go badly. “I… I kind of had a realization. Soren, my first thought wasn’t of King Ezran and how I’d get him out of the situation. It was of you.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Soren asked, turning his head. Corvus held his breath. This had been a mistake. He wished he could take the words back. He - “You’re talking to my back more than me; I can barely hear you as it is up here with the wind!” Soren shouted the last words for emphasis with a goofy grin.

Corvus felt his face heat up. It had been scary enough to say it the first time. He cleared his throat and moved his mouth closer to Soren’s ear. “I said, when Karim took me and Ezran, I was thinking more about you than the king.”

“I - what? Why? We’ve both been in dangerous situations plenty of times. I was nowhere near there.”

“I think… I think the wedding helped me figure some things out.”

Soren, for one of the few times in his life, went quiet. His throat felt dry. “Like… like what?” he rasped.

“Like… I was afraid that I would never see you again. That I would never get to make up for all of the times I pushed you away because I was too afraid of feeling things that are hard.”

Soren skipped over the part that made his heart flutter. “I can’t imagine you being afraid of much of anything, Corvus. You’re the bravest person I know.”

Corvus chuckled and shook his head. “No, sorry, that title has to go to you. You have the biggest heart. You’ve been through so much, yet you still put on a smile every day. Or at least try to. And the most infuriating part is, it’s so often genuine! You ask how everybody’s doing, even when nobody asks you how you’re feeling. And, Soren, I want to be the person that asks you how you’re doing.”

Soren swore his heart skipped a beat. He knew he was overanlyzing this - after all, everyone knew thinking wasn��t his specialty. He’d had that drilled into his head since childhood. So he tried to do what he did best - lighten the situation, as per usual. He leaned back into Corvus’s personal space, just like Corvus usually hated. “Aww, right back at you, bestie.”

Corvus groaned at the nickname. He was messing this all up. “Soren, that’s what I’m trying to tell you! I don’t want to be your ‘bestie.’”

Soren stiffened and leaned forward, trying to get as far away as he could. Which wasn’t very far, considering they were on a flying magical tiger. Oh, he’d definitely read this situation wrong. Corvus was tired of him, just like everybody else. It seemed to be an inevitability of his life. Corvus was leaving him alone, too. Somebody was always leaving. Just like his mom had left the family, just like he left Claudia, just like -

“Oh, Sources, that did not come out right. Soren, I don’t want to just be your best friend. Because I…”

But Soren couldn’t hear Corvus attempting to course correct. He felt the pressure of a hand on his shoulder, squeezing, but his chest felt tight and he was struggling to breathe. He had the sense of mind to keep Embertail on track, but aside from that, he couldn’t notice anything else, trying to focus on his breathing. In through your nose, out through your mouth. But that made him think of his childhood, and his father - no, Viren - which made him think of everything he was doing his darndest not to think about, and -

“Soren?” Ezran’s shout cut through Soren’s chaotic thoughts. What could he say, he’d been trained well as Head Crownguard. “Are you okay?”

Soren looked down and swallowed. He schooled his face accordingly and put on a smile. “Yup! Just peachy, my King!”

Ezran made eye contact with Corvus who had alerted him to Soren’s condition, becoming concerned when Soren became unresponsive. “Okay, if you’re sure. We should be close now.”

Soren nodded. “Aye, aye, captain!” Soren saluted Ezran dramatically. Soren hoped Ez wouldn’t notice the shake in his hands.

“Soren?” Corvus said quietly. “Are you back with me?”

Soren nodded. Normally Corvus helped to tether him to reality during moments like that, but he guessed he’d need to get used to him not being there.

“Yup. Like I told Ez, just peachy.”

“Soren, I thought we just promised to be honest with each other.”

So it seemed that now Corvus didn’t even need to see his face to know exactly how he was feeling. Lovely.

“Well, that was when you still wanted to be my friend.”

“Soren, you disappeared on me before I could explain. I know, I know, the way I worded that before was… awful. But what I mean is that I don’t want to just be your best friend.”

Soren’s still racing thoughts screeched to a halt. Maybe his initial analysis of this conversation wasn’t so off? “Wait. What?”

“When I was at the wedding, I realized I wanted to be there with you. When Karim had us, I was so worried that I’d never get a Soren hug again. When we got the letter about Katolis, I dropped to my knees because I feared for your wellbeing. But it took me until right now, forced to be face-to-face - or, well, back-to-face - with you and my feelings that I realized…

“I never imagined myself living in one place, let alone in a castle. Adjusting was… difficult - “ Soren laughed, thinking of the times he’d seen Corvus sneaking out in more and more outlandish ways to sleep under the stars “ - but you made it easier. You made it worth it. You made me feel at home.”

Soren so wished he could turn around right now. He also knew this might be easier on Corvus because they were back-to-face. While both men admired each other for their bravery, he knew he’d been afraid to tell Corvus his own feelings for a while. Maybe this was what they needed.

Corvus took a deep breath, and leaned close enough to Soren that his lips brushed his ear. Soren felt all tingly.

“Soren, I think I love you - “

“I love you too.”

They both went silent. Corvus let out a surprised little “oh!” and Soren chuckled.

“Is it that surprising?” Soren asked.

“Well, I just figured out my feelings, like, five minutes ago. I don’t know what I expected.”

Soren grinned. “And are you happy with the outcome?”

Corvus nodded.

“Nope, use your words!”

He guided Soren’s face towards him, and Soren turned his body so that he could see Corvus more comfortably. Corvus made a face and rolled his eyes, because he knew it always made Soren laugh. He was not disappointed.

“Yes, Soren. I am very happy with these results.”

In that moment, Soren’s smile - his genuine smile - could’ve outshone the sun. Corvus felt like his heart was going to burst.

…

They’d been flying in comfortable silence for a little bit, when suddenly -

“I’ve gotta tell you something super embarrassing.” Soren blurted out.

Corvus laughed. “Okay, sure, that’s one way to start this relationship.”

Soren’s smile somehow grew wider. They were in a relationship. “So, I’ve never told you, or anyone really, about how - or, uh, why - I got this scar,” he pointed to his left eyebrow. “You know how we crossed paths at trainings and summer camps for most of our teen years?”

“Yeah, of course. Even being in different age groups, you were always the most boisterous person around. It was hard to miss you.”

“Well, uh…” Soren faced forward, suddenly flustered, debating if he should go on.

“C’mon Soren, use your words,” Corvus needled with a poke to Soren’s side.

Soren took a deep breath. Corvus would never judge him. He hadn’t judged him for any of the awful things he’d done in the past. He wouldn’t judge him for a silly accident in his teen years.

“Well, there was one year where I noticed your scar. And, looking back, I thought it made you look incredibly attractive. But young, still-figuring-himself-out Soren wasn’t sure how to handle those feelings, and decided he wanted to look like you. So, after camp, I, uh, attempted to shave a slit into my eyebrow.”

“Oh no.”

“Oh yes. I messed it up pretty badly, and ended up with a little scar all of my own. All because I’ve been crushing on you since we were kids.”

Things went silent. Soren silently cursed his talkative nature. He’d ruined things already. Corvus would think it was weird he’d paid so much attention to him when they’d basically been strangers. Acquaintances at best. Before Soren could get too lost in his thoughts, a gruff voice broke through.

“I really wish I could kiss you right now,” Corvus said before he could overthink it.

Soren froze. He was so used to being the one to initiate physical affection, he wasn’t sure how to react to being on the receiving end of that request, especially from someone he was actually attracted to.

Corvus misunderstood his silence, fearing the worst again. “Wait, are you okay? We don’t have to kiss if you don’t want to or you aren’t ready to. You just being you makes me happy.”

“Wait, no, I definitely do want to kiss you,” Soren explained. “Like, so badly. I just didn’t think that anybody I really, truly liked would… actually want to kiss me.”

Corvus’s heart broke for the kind soul in front of him who had been so damaged by life, he didn’t see his worth or desirability outside of his strength and status. Corvus swore to whatever higher beings were out there that he would make this man feel worthy of love and affection, even if it’s the last thing he ever did.

Corvus just hugged Soren tighter. “As soon we land and have some space from others, I promise I’ll prove it to you.”

Soren felt himself get flustered. “I - uh - “

“In the meantime, I just got you back. I’m not letting you go. Okay?” Corvus asked, scooching somehow even closer and resting his cheek on Soren’s shoulder.

Soren nodded, lacing his fingers through Corvus’s as they flew. “More than okay.”

They were silent for a few minutes.

“So, now that we’re… together, and I’ve told you an embarrassing story, does this mean I finally get some Corvus backstory? Or at least the story behind the scarf, O Great Man of Mystery?”

Corvus pretended to contemplate the questions with a loud hum. “Maybe if you’re lucky.”

“Well, I already feel like a pretty lucky guy.”

Corvus steeled himself, leaned forward, and kissed Soren’s cheek. “Me too.”

Even with everything going on, they both had a strange feeling that everything would be okay, so long as they had each other.

…

Not included: Ezran owing Aanya jelly tarts because, while being back in the lives of these two men for mere days, she knew this would happen within the week. She’d been shocked when Ezran told her they weren’t dating. Ezran had hoped it wouldn’t happen yet because he had a whole elaborate scheme originally planned for after they got back from the wedding and he still wanted to see it through. However, when they saw Corvus and Soren downright cuddling on the back of their ride, he knew he’d lost. But he could still use his scheme to help Soren plan a date sometime in the future.

…

Author’s Note:

Thank you so much for reading!! This is one of my first times writing about guys and from a guy’s POV so I was very nervous. I hope I did these two justice!

I’ve probably read almost every Sorvus fic on this website at least twice and have stalked social media since I finished season 6 in August, so I have lots of pieces of inspiration.

First, I have to mention the Aftermath fic by the talented ChaoticGoodThiefling on AO3/@/SorineTheMastermind on Tumblr. The “I just got you back. I’m not letting you go.” line in chapter 5 has had me in a chokehold since I first read it and it is what inspired me to write this fic. I hope you don’t mind me borrowing it.

Second, this post made my brain start working in overtime. If you look at my tags on the post, you’ll find the beginnings of a portion of this fic.

Third, as I mentioned above I’ve read. Just. So many Sorvus fics at this point. I’ve likely taken a little bit of everybody’s characterizations of them and mashed them all together. I finished this and have been fine tuning for weeks, and it’s been wild to see ideas I included in this included in other fics. I love how we all share a braincell when it comes to this couple.

Fourth, I accidentally and then on purpose included some RWBY confession references in this, so if you spot them please be my friend.

Also if someone is not familiar with the headcanon of how Soren got his eyebrow scar, check this out: https://x.com/thedragonprince/status/1096511787556454400?s=46&t=vXzCmFCffK1Tzl3093q15w

Finally!!! Thank you again for reading if you made it all the way down here. I haven’t been here for long, but I love The Dragon Prince fandom (specifically on Tumblr) so much already.

#Soren #Corvus #sorvus #the dragon prince #tdp #fanfic #my writing #I DID IT #I POSTED IT #my goal was to do it before the nycc panel woooo

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