#// murder mention

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

Killer: drink water you dehydrated idiot

Killer: yes you

Killer: take care of yourself

Horror: have you eaten today?

Cross: murder people who annoy you

Nightmare: there are people who care a lot about you

[thecorvidforest]

Today (May 5th) is Missing and Murdered Indigenous Persons Awareness day.

Native American folks continue to have very high rates of homicide and violence against them. Murder is the 3rd-leading cause of death for Native girls and women. More than 4 in 5 Native American people have experienced violence in their lifetimes, more than 90% of these from non-Native perpetrators. Most of these have not seen justice.

I want to uplift some events near me, and I would encourage fellow non-Native folks to look into the Native American communities in your area to find education, events, and fundraisers.

On May 6th, the MMIP Central Oklahoma Chapter is hosting a memorial walk and relevant speakers at the state capitol.

On May 10th, the CPN House of Hope is hosting a remembrance walk in Shawnee, OK.

On May 11th, the Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma is hosting a community 5k/1 mile run in Antlers, OK with Choctaw vendor booths.

Here is a list of some other events for MMIP across the nation.

[tokintormin]

[naswoop]

No you're not.

(Yes I am still obsessed with this au)

[so-very-small]

“Alright everyone, this weeks borrowing meeting is in session. Any new ideas? Twig suggested we switch from embroidery thread to fishing line for our ropes, and I believe-”

“What if we just killed him?”

“I…. what?”

“The human. Like, if we ALL jump him at once we can probably nick some important artery. We wait til just after he goes grocery shopping, eliminate him, and then we have full run of the house and food for a year. Even longer, if we eat hi-“

“We are NOT doing that, Button. We are not killing the human.”

“Man, you guys are lame.”

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

"My life is a nightmare."

"It's just a few hours of babysitting."

"If you killed me now it would be a mercy."

[daloy-politsey]

Pictures of Syrians showing support for Ukraine

[inkshine]

The Terror is wild because a guy attempts mass murder-suicide and he's not even close to being the main antagonist

[daily-property-police]

Day 328- You don’t understand it’s the funniest thing in the world to me.

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

DUST, What do you mean when you say nightmare saved you from error :O

Also MY GUY you gotta get some help before you dust away

Past Dusttale Papyrus: BROTHER, I THINK- Past Dust: think quieter i'm trying to kill people Past Error: Hahaha… what? Past Error: a sans with LOVE… you're such a horrible abomination. Past Error: even worse than the other filthy glitches. Past Dusttale Papyrus: BROTHER YOU IMBECILE!! GO GIVE MONEY TO THAT MENTALLY ILL HOMELESS MAN! Past Dust: papy i'm pretty sure the "mentally ill homeless man" is trying to kill us Past Dusttale Papyrus: THAT'S NO EXCUSE!! Past Error: Past Error: WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME??

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[thetoadcrow]

heavier music is hilarious cuz you can listen to a song about satan eating your limbs off and then having you go on a murder spree with knives in your amputated elbows and then this is the guy who wrote it

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

thinking about the fucked up and evil murder cannibalism scarian toxic yaoi au me and ange have been chewing on for a while... (and the art we did for it (here and here))

like... the people dont even know how bad it gets <3 yayyy

[2beebebetter]

Tomie makes me so sad. She was just a high school girl who was pretty shitty and yeah needed to work on her personality but she got groomed by her teacher and was subsequently murdered by that fucker and dismembered by her entire class who made her out to be this horrible child of evil because they valued a pedophile’s career over getting justice for the death of his victim. And now because of their actions she’s cursed to relive her death forever, what’s left of her humanity stretched thinner and thinner in every subsequent version of herself until she becomes the person she was seen as by everyone else — a nefarious, selfish, arrogant girl who will doom the lives of every man she gets involved with until she’s finally burned like the witch she is.

[cistematicchaos]

It always pisses me off when I say my grandma was murdered and the minute people hear it was done by medical professionals, they no longer give a fuck. Not as in they don't care she's dead, but as in they believe it was just an accident, or it was inevitable because she was older, or it was her fault because she was mentally ill. Its as if murder via medical professionals/our healthcare system is invalid, people are just act like she fucking died-as if her life wasn't fucking stolen. Y'all don't know how common this shit is and I've seen it happen numerous times over, as well as seeing numerous attempts and its such a heavy weight to carry.

People act like I'm exaggerating or just shouldn't speak of it, because it reflects badly on our medical system and especially as someone who's mentally ill, someone who's crippled, its terrifying to see how easily it is for medical professionals to murder people like me and for us to just disappear as they go on living their life like nothing happened, watching eugenics play out right in front of you. And how the fuck are you even supposed to grieve when your loved one's death is "invalid" in people's eyes and you're not even supposed to discuss it? its a mess.

[puppetmaster13u]

Hey who wants a small WIP for my cryptid batfam story

🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇

   Bruce nodded, giving them a small smile. “Good job,” he encouraged, as the many, many parenting books had said to do. Repeatedly. “And what do you think we should do?” 

   Barbara- sorry, Batgirl- was the first to pipe up, though both practically vibrated in glee, their little wings flapping as they moved. “Take them out from above! Not let them sound the alarm, and, and, um…” 

   “I hit them from behind and Batgirl can hit them from the front! And we won’t break a lung this time!” Dick chirped, bouncing slightly. Ah. Yeah, the first few times they had gone after the same person they’d managed to do more than crack a few of the person’s ribs, which, yeah. Not a good thing. 

   Not to mention the fact that one of the first lessons he had to teach them was how to properly hide a body, or at least hide how you might be the reason behind the death. Because small children diving at someone at thirty-to-eighty miles per hour (forty-eight to one-hundred and twenty-nine kilometers per hour, he mentally translated from habit) had a habit of collapsing a lung, crushing a liver, or just snapping a neck depending on where they hit. 

   Ugh, there were no parenting books to help with things like that. 

   “Anything else?” he hummed, keeping an eye down at the gang bustling around, a few guns waving around as they turned a few flashlights towards any shadow. Not complete idiots then, but still forgetting to so much as look up. Amateurs. 

   “Let one escape so they can lead us to where they’re storing stuff if it’s not in this warehouse?” 

   “Make sure not to give one a heart attack?” 

   “Oh! Oh! Make sure not to give you a heart attack!”