#amurder

[hesperusblogging]

Asmund art 2024,, literally its been so long

[bayofalgecirascranes]

#fox’s tongue and kirin’s bone#it's a long and boring eternity#unless you *handclap* spice *handclap* things *handclap* up#(the best spice is murder)#(and occasionally the opposite of murder)#(unmurder? demurdered? amurdered?)#(ace Aaron the amurdered staring in: Can We Please Continue Not To Murder Me Thanks)#reblog tags by @muffinlance

Good ol’ Aaron Foxstongue, the only human with two deaths and neither of them want anything to do with them.

but to be quite honest I am fascinated by the behavior of the deaths in Fox’s tongue and Kirin’s bone and The Skin Stealer’s Son. So many of them seem to be completely apathetic towards anything and everything unless and until it gets in the way of their charge’s Predicted Time of Death (ie: aaron is involved). I’ve seen deaths that are kindly and deaths that are hostile and deaths that are solemn and deaths that are hungry and deaths that revel in their nature, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a death that’s apathetic before. They treat attempted massacres like ice cream socials and don’t give a second glance to the victims or the perpetrators. And yet some of may or may not have plans for aaron?

anyway please buy Fox’s tongue and Kirin’s bone and then read its sequel on royal road, it’s really good.

[prettygrltatum]

aaaaa simon asking bimbo!reader out??? or like fluffy hcs abt the two n their dynamic 🥹🥹

omg simon asking reader out is making me explode. sorry for the last responce btw lol, I had somethings going down :33 and im tired too lmao

warning: just some guy harrasing tf out of you and just being a dickhead, spelling mistakes

It was simple idea to him. Just walk right up to you and ask you out to dinner or a drink. Maybe even gas you up a bit. Tell you how pretty you are (which you know already) or that your outfit is cute.

But his body was betraying his mind. Amerging from the locker room, he sees little ole you. Or just your hair. All pretty and ready to work out he assumed. Shame he was getting ready to leave.

But a small and weak plea rings and travels through his ear. It was you, your sweet and addictive voice.

"Hey doll, just give me your number! I can give you a good time!" A man, proabarly in his mid life talking you up. Simon creeps behind the corner, eyebrows furrowed and in anger. Only if he could snap his neck right off. He can but what will you think? Think of him as amurdering machine like everyone else?

"The only you're having is in the geriatric ward, fuck off creep." you whined trying to squirm away from his hand. He could just stand by and watch you get treated this way. No. No way.

Simon's hulky foot steps march down the hallways. His grumbled catching the both of yours attention. "Leave the girl alone, she doesn't want you. Get a move on mate." He said, husjky and enrich of a natural Manchester accent.

"Hey leave us alone. I don't need your help buddy." The man bravely snapped back, his smirk wide as he turned back to you. Before Simon could catch life in prison for fucking this guy up, your legs swung at the stranger.

"FUCK!" He hollered. You pulled out your pepper spary and started to bend over him and spary it directly in his eyes. "Yeah fucker you don't like that you old saggy ass bitch!" You cursed. All the while Simon stood there, a bystander you could say.

As the man groaned and cried, you smiled at Simon. "Thank you mister!" Oh the way you said mister too-

"I-I uhm. You're welcome." He mumbled, all his confidence all of a sudden drained. You hand shot at his bicep, squishing and rubbing them. "You must come here often! You're rip mister! No doubt you would have wreck this guy."

Simon wanted to ask so badly, but yet again his body betrayed his mind once more.Why now? You were just too pretty for him. Not even worthy of being by your side even if it was only for a while. But yet-

"Mister, your eyes are very pretty. They remind me of my favorite chocolate bar. Like the wrapper."

Wait huh-

"I wanna take you out on a date with you! As a thank you! I'd go out with you than this wrinkled date here."

Simon just nodded his hand as he let you grabbed squish all over you. Finally his body was in sync with his mind.

[insane-kennedy]

And Shoutout to ALA 20 in general

It was my first convention ever and it was such an awesome time, met some incredible new people like @amurder--ofcrows @sillygirl-sketches and @unfortunatelyuncreative from the Land of Lustrous and Trigun meetups that I went to! Y’all were vibes to be around and I hope we can meet again some day!

I met Judgment oomfie! She’s so cool we decided to meetup last minute and say hey to each other!

I also met some other cool people like Jeffery Zhang who was a vibe and still looks damn good as Nanami

I met some incredible voice actors like Suzie Yeung, Xanthe Huynh, Cassandra Lee Morris, Wendee Lee, and Richard Epcar who were all awesome and amazing people and keep doing amazing work

I would 100% love to return to ALA for next year, it was a physically crushing time but I had so much fun that weekend I hope to meet more people at even more conventions!

[probably-enjolras]

hi friends! i decided i should make a pinned post bc i have a ridiculous amount of side blogs and i want people who i follow for those blogs to know it’s me:

fall out boy blog: @partsoulmate-fullproblem

mcr blog: @carcrashoutinthezones

hermitcraft blog: @hermitwithoutapermit

aromantic blog: @firstletterofthealphabet

aesthetic blog: @amurder-ofcrows

disability advocacy blog: @so-over-ableism

study blog: @greenhouse-studies

schizospec blog: @ghostlyschizophrenic

if you see me follow you and you post content from one of these topics, hi! that’s me!

i also have two separate accounts with different emails so i can have a follow from with those and my art is @aaronofwolves (with a side poetry blog of @littlekingaaron ) and then another mcr/fob which is @projectionlikeamissle !!! hit me up!!

[heart-freak]

shut the FUCK up i dont kill peope im not amurder whywould you say taht.i dont kill peoople i dont want to kill anyone

[letmeoutofthebasementt]

it would be interesting if skz and ateez did a like a song collab first but also like amurder mystery collab for halloween or smth, not like the mafia game that they play but an actual crime scene they have to solve themselves who dunnit and which members killed who and so on it would be so funny and interesting to watch like imagine that changbin did it or lee know and hongjoong or seonghwa rofl.

We definitely need more Strayteez content because every time they’re together it’s amazing. Honestly, a murder mystery between them would probably be wild and they’d all just be betraying and murdering one another. Honestly I can see Changbin or Wooyoung doing it only because that’s such a them thing. Or maybe they’re murders together and just spending the entire game betraying each other

[themagicalmelanin]

A murder of crows #winter #crows #winterbirds #amurderofcrows #amurder #justbecause https://www.instagram.com/p/B7mfNClhvvf/?igshid=1dl0fgdi1cdaq

[cloverdover-jpgdeact]

screaming crying throwing up i hate hannibal

[incorrectbnhaquotes]

Aoyama: im broke? no you misheard me! i’m baroque! i’m extravagant

[vancilart]

Spore’s Inktober day 17: Pumpkin

looks like pie’s back on the menu boys

[ambersky0319]

Whenever people start reacting to chapters of Corrupted:

Me: *laughs* let me go get my popcorn and some knives for you

[alphakappahomo]

Kev: im broke? no you misheard me! im baroque! i’m extravagant

[probably-enjolras]

i just need 31 more followers then my amount of followers will be 1832. follow me solely to let me have the One Of The Les Mis Numbers™ (i'm not ambitious enough for 24601...)

[vancilocs]

yakov: what do you and tenevil talk about?

malor: oh you know. teeth sharpening business. how to protect ears from the cold

[velouriawrote]

@finalgirlrites​ › rhiannon, 1926.

To our esteemed and honored guest, the letter read and Vasiliy couldn’t ignore the intrigue such words brought. Invitations to parties are a dime a dozen for men like him but the vagueness of the letter, the mystery and questions it brought. Well, the idea of not attending never crossed his mind. Bags packed and train ticket bought a day within receiving it, his weeks of life proceeding the ride he’s now on were solely focused on the moment he was to board. The pretty redhead caught his eye as soon as he sits down in his compartment, gaze flicking lazily between the newspaper in his hands and the back of her copper strands, but he makes no move to introduce himself. The steam train rolls over English countryside and as they arrive at more stops, the patrons inside, himself included, drop down to just a dozen.

It becomes clear that Vasiliy Konstantinovich Burlakov is not the only esteemed and honored guest among them. In fact, as the stops become wider apart, Vasiliy is sure they’re all headed for the same destination. Suspicions confirmed once the train conductor informs him they’re at the end of the line, he and the eleven others exiting the train are left to their own devices. Standing silently on the platform, he’s left to ponder his next move when a car arrives specifically for him. Once he’s entered, it becomes clear that the car would be picking up each guest and driving them to their destination separately—why was their host so desperate to keep them apart? Were they not destined for the same party?

The butler that greets him as soon as he arrives directs him to a room down the hall, taking his luggage and instructing him to remain there until all guests arrive. The wait is boring, all that time accommodating for all eleven others arriving separately, and Vasiliy doesn’t feel awkward being the first to arrive when more of the strangers come to find him sitting in the parlor. He only tilts his head, inspecting each one as they enter. None of them speak to each other, though Vasiliy can’t remember being instructed not to do so. Perhaps it would feel wrong to speak when their thoughts must all be wondering what they’re doing here. Only waiting on three more to arrive, Vasiliy’s interest is piqued when the redhead he saw before from afar on the train is the next to enter the room. A beautiful face to match her beautiful hair. This time, he smiles politely.