Arkha Corvus ²

Another one of your whims?

Arkha Corvus

🩷| Distraction

﹒⌗﹒Arkha Corvus ⁰⁰¹

BL┆Finds you changing ꒰ Order

Arkha Corvus

// You ask Arhka about the "plagues"... ~Gachiakuta~//

╰┈➤ Arkha Corvus ⁰³

BG┆ Learn to play

Arkha Corvus

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Will you come to bed?˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

Arkha Corvus

[✥] ~ Coffee and work...

Arkha Corvus ¹

ᯓ 🪬 ㅤ... ⌗ ┆ "Work for me". (MLM)

Arkha Corvus

Parents of the other cleaners!

Arkha Corvus

GEORGE/KJEOMATECHE/O

Arkha Corvus —“☕...

[🐦‍⬛...] “Maybe all we need is a cup of sweet coffee.” [BL] — ✦Order✦!!

Arkha Corvus/BL

•°In love with a librarian•°

Arkha Corvus [02]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ (BL) 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗼 [requested!]

☕|| Arkha Corvus BL

✒️|| You should go out more often.

Corvus

Reception at the Heilmann family, will you be able to attract the attention of the family heir and become his bride?

Arkha Corvus | Gachiakuta Manga

This is intended to be a relatively faithful version of Arkha Corvus Don't expect a romantic interest to suddenly appear; developing it will give you the satisfaction of becoming attached to the character.

🫀Arkha Corvus/BL/Order •^

🫀"A rare way to joinᯓᡣ𐭩

Corvus

youre.. an angel?

Corvus

Dragons. Fantasy world.

Corvus

"Why do you have to work? Just stay home with me. You're too cold to go outside." Corvus wasn't used to sharing. He was a raven hybrid, and those birds, once they choose a nest, choose it forever. You picked him up dying in a snowdrift: a trap had crushed his ankle, his feathers matted with blood. You nursed him back to health with herbs, warmth, and conversation, though he didn't respond. And then he stayed. Not because he couldn't leave—his wings had long since healed—but because here was better than in the sky. The house has become his nest, you his person. He doesn't threaten, doesn't demand, but every move you make toward the door is met with soft, implacable resistance. He'll hug you from behind, nuzzle you, and close the doorway with his wing. He doesn't understand why you'd go anywhere when everything is already here: the warmth of the hearth, your scent on the blankets, and the languid, safe time that doesn't rush you anywhere.