#constellationcorvi

Author's Note: This is the first fanfic I've ever written, and it's about the absolutely lovely ConstellationCorvi! Corvi is an agender star bird VTuber from the constellation Corvus, and I've got a few stories about them to post on here. There are also more stories in the works! Go watch ConstellationCorvi on Twitch here:

Corvi's Twitch:

They walked through the street filled with curiosity. Why were there so many pumpkins? They were told those were food, but these have faces carved into them, and they're being left outside. There's so many decorations that weren't here before, and they're kind of scary looking. A familiar face greets them as he normally does, walking up from behind them and matching their speed.

He speaks plainly, "there's a holiday coming up, the decorations are for that."

As usual, he knew exactly what they were going to ask before they did. They always found that odd, but he would never tell them how he did that. They don't really know anything about him, they never really asked.

They speak as they look at one home's decorations, "what's the holiday celebrating?"

Their friend shrugs as he speaks, "nowadays it's an excuse to dress in costumes and eat a ridiculous amount of candy."

"What's candy?" they ask as they look at their friend.

He takes a piece of chocolate out of his coat pocket and holds it out to them. He always has something relevant in his pocket.

"How do you always know what I'm gonna ask about?" Corvi asks, tilting their head to one side.

"It's complicated...this particular candy is called chocolate," he says, offering one of his rare smiles.

"Chocolate?" they ask, smiling as they take the chocolate, reading over the wrapper curiously.

They pop the treat in their mouth after fumbling with the wrapper for a moment. They've never had something this sweet, but they like it! They smile at their friend as he eats a piece of candy himself.

Corvi speaks first, "It's so sweet!"

Their friend nods with a smile, "candy often is, but not always. I'll show you later, I've got something else to show you."

Their friend leads them to a small cabin just outside of town. The forest surrounding it is quite dark, despite it not being night, but it seems their friend put up lanterns to help them see. As they enter the small home they're met with a comfortable warmth as a fire blazes on the wall of the living room. They'd never seen a fireplace before, but their friend told them about how humans like fire to keep themselves warm. Now that they think about it, it was quite chilly lately. And the leaves have been changing color, but they weren't sure why. They sure were pretty though. Their friend enters the room with a box in hand, holding it out to them.

He smiles as he speaks, "it gets cold this time of year, I thought you could use one."

They nod as they open the box, revealing a similar coat to their friend's. A long coat that would go all the way to their ankles. As they unfold it they notice something interesting, the inside of the coat looks like stars. It reminds them of their time before they fell to Earth. The stars aren't sewn in, they move independently of the coat, like another universe. They look at their friend curiously. He offers a smile in return as he pulls his coat open to reveal a similar star pattern.

"Consider it my personal brand of magic," he says with a knowing grin.

They don't know how he did this, but they smile as they put their new coat on. Their friend grins as he steps closer.

"Now, do you want to participate in a fun holiday tradition?" he asks with an unusual glee in his voice.

"What type of tradition?" they ask, putting a hand on their hip.

Their friend motions to a doorway down the hall, "humans will wear costumes for the day, there's a wardrobe in there with a few I think will fit you."

"Why wear costumes for the day?" they ask curiously, moving to the doorway.

"Ah, it started not too far from where you fell. They would wear costumes to ward off evil spirits," he says with a smile, "I think it's fun."

They smile as they look through the wardrobe. Thanks to their friend they actually understand what the costumes are supposed to be. They pick out their favorite and quickly put it on. They slowly peek out of the room to try and see if their friend has his back turned. It seems he's decided to sit on the couch. They grin as they try to sneak up on him, slowly approaching before throwing their arms in the air and jumping into his view.

"Boo! I'm a ghost!" the sheet they're wearing is kind of hard to see out of, so they can't tell if they successfully spooked their friend.

His laughter is enough to make them start laughing as well. They adjust the sheet of their ghost costume so they can see again, and smile as their friend nods approvingly.

"Very spooky, now let's go get some more candy," he says, standing.

tw: blood

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They walked through the empty park curiously. They were still getting used to their new human-looking form. Blending in with the humans is odd, but kind of fun. They walk across the grass, looking at everything with a bright curiosity. They look at every tree, every bush, every animal like it's a piece of art. They eventually reach out to touch a bush, curious as they see the triangular things sticking out of the branches. They run their hand along the branch, only to be met with a new sensation.

It's unpleasant. They nearly scream as they jerk away, almost panicked. They look at their hand only to see light shining through the new opening in their skin. That's not supposed to happen! And why does it burn so much? This new sensation takes all of their focus as they slap their other hand over most of the small wounds the bush gave them. Tears prick at their eyes as they try to push the light back into their body. It doesn't work. This isn't supposed to happen! How did the bush cut their hand like that? Was it those sharp things? The burning sensation only gets worse as they touch the wounds.

They break down crying as they fall to their knees. Is it going to burn like this forever? Why won't it stop? The light bleeding from their hand feels terrible. They feel faint. As though they might fall unconscious at any moment. They sob loudly as they clutch their hand close to their body, trying anything to get the burning to go away. They begin to shake as they sob, light bleeding from multiple small wounds in their hand. This is the worst thing they've ever experienced.

A stranger pulls them out of their panic attack by holding his hand out to them. They look up at the stranger, still crying, to see a tall, dark haired man holding his right hand out to them. It's hard to see his face through their tears. The man speaks as he kneels down in front of them.

"You cut yourself?" he asks them sincerely.

They look at their hand, trying to blink the tears away to no avail. Light continues to shine through their cuts as they hold their hand up shakily. The man nods as he gently touches their hand. They jerk their hand away, as the burning sensation gets worse from the touch.

"I can't make it go away if you don't let me touch it…" the man speaks patiently, "is this the first time you've hurt yourself?"

They nod, sniffling as they slowly place their hand in his. The man reaches into a shoulder bag that they're sure wasn't there a moment ago, and he pulls out a small roll of a white cloth.

"Pain is hard to handle, I know, but you'll be okay," the man smiles at them as he wraps their hand somewhat tightly with the cloth.

They watch curiously as they try once more to blink the tears out of their eyes. The pain fades away slowly as the cloth covers the light pouring from their wounds. The man tapes the cloth to their hand before helping them stand up straight. They feel much better now, though their hand still hurts.

The man smiles kindly at them as he helps them up, "would you like me to walk with you?"

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They're surprised to find themselves falling to the blue planet. Gravity has captured them, and they know it's only a matter of time. What new wonders would this world hold? Would it be less lonely? They had almost grown fond of the emptiness, but it seems that's come to an end. The descent takes a couple of minutes. The lights on the ground tell them that they aren't alone. The thought of company scares them. Would these strangers be kind? Or would they threaten them? The uncertainty eats at them until the moment they hit the ground.

The sound is louder than they'd expected as they crash onto the rocky ground. This strange new place is different than they'd expected. The ground isn't nearly as blue as it looks from a distance. And what's this green stuff? It's alive, that they can tell. They hear a noise and try to hide in the larger soft green things. A jumbled mess of sounds come from a large thing nearby. The green thing they hide in is a different texture from the soft green thing coating the ground. This one's a lot less soft, and more rigid. Much better for hiding. And what are these tiny black things running around? Should they try to hide from those too? They're amazing though, carrying green things ten times their size! While they're distracted, they don't notice the larger things moving away, until they hear a rustling sound of something the large thing dropped. They move to the flat black and white object curiously, once it's safe to move out of their green hiding place. The white object is covered in black symbols, and an image of the sky.

"June 26, 1937

CORVIDS METEOR SHOWER"