#crow edits

[ghostsandmirrors]

everyone is a bad guy, and there's no way, no way to know, who's the worst. karma's gonna come for all of us, and i hope, i hope, i just hope, she comes, comes for you first. oh.

- you first by paramore —

@drekkavac sent 🎨for bucky and anya.

— original images anya: [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] bucky: [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] | [x] shared: [x] | [x] honourable mention (it felt right but i didn't want more writing): [x]

texture credits! n/a

[crowandmoonwriting]

Coat of Arms commissions are open!

Payment via ko-fi. Pay $3 or whatever you feel is best! I’d love to help you develop a coat of arms too, if you don’t already have ideas.

Some examples under the cut

[madasacrow]

╭──→ ♟ ──  HARLOW EDITS 1/♾

│ 💛 CHAR ❞ harlow spade

│ 💛 VOL ❞ crystalized gold

│ 💛 SOURCE ❞ the owl house (luz noceda)

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[olivermellor]

THE CROW (1994)

[vonspe]

*emmrook doodles falling out of my pocket* oh shidt my emmrooks

[seance]

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES + the onion headlines

[always-ascending]

THE CROW (1994) dir. Alex Proyas

[idliketobeatree]

dead boy detectives + text posts part 1/?

+ bonus

[livecrow]

Imagine you want to try waxing your pussy, but it turns out to be quite the challenge to actually see what the hell you're doing.

Naturally you ask your boyfriend for help.

Simon won't hear any of it, growls that he's fond of your scruff. "Like 'er jus' the way she is." Her being your snatch.

You pout and try to coax him.

No dice.

You don't give up that easily, obviously. Besides, if you have to, you'll just do it yourself even if it ends up a smidge patchy.

So there you are, full winnie the poohing it on the living room couch, trying to contort yourself this way and that, armed with the waxing strips and a hand mirror. Just trying to get the right angle. The whole spectacle right in front of an unamused Simon.

You spread your knees wide, as wide as you can, to prop up your pussy. Mash your tummy and thighs out of the way, spread your lips out, grunting and whining all the way with exertion while you fumble with the wrapper. You're almost ready to just say "fuck it" and go in completely blind—

You should have been more suspicious when Simon gives in, when he marches over and grunts a short "fine". When manhandles you into an even more uncomfortable and exposed position he finds more suitable.

After the first couple of strips your ready to throw up your white flag and forget about the whole thing. When you tell him as much and try to wriggle out from under him—

Simon just laughs meanly.

"You wanted it, now we're gonna see it through, aren't we?"

Simon'd enjoy your squeals and teary eyes. Every jolt of your body trying to escape the pain your subjecting it to.

"Serves you right for tryin' to deface my sweet'eart."

For how much it hurts, you don't have the awareness to realize he'd actually doing it all somewhat carefully. Each strip layed in the right direction, smoothed down with enough pressure, ripped off in one quick motion. Hell, he even rubs the skin to soothe the sting while he peels the next strip.

...Rubs your pussy. Soothing circles into your heated, plump mons and outer lips that you could almost read as apologetic. He wasn't feeling hardly any sympathy for you, though. No, it was for her.

On the next strip your startled when his thumb actually grazes your clit, while the rest of his palm pulls the skin taught.

You wondered if it was just a slip, but alas. Nothing Simon does is ever an accident.

The traitor peeked out from the hood in interest. Every other strip after that has him stroking your pearl mercilessly, like his own worry stone.

The hot ripping pain melds with pleasure, it isn't long at all before your keening and dripping under his ministrations. It was inevitable.

Simon sounded so put out. Sighing, tisking that you're, "Sloppy fuckin' wet. Strip isn't gonna stick now, is it?" as if you're an idiot, trying to be difficult purpose.

As he chastises you, he crams two thick fingers in your hole, like he's trying to stem a bleeding wound. It punches the air out of your lungs. He tells you you're gonna ruin it, that they'll have to start all over if you keep this up.

He's about as done as he's gonna be, considering your drippy cunt. "Look at 'er. Poor thing's cryin', isn't she?" He coos to your crotch.

Simon turns back to you but his tone isn't sweet, he barks at you to stop squirmin', unless you want him to you fuck you while your still oll raw and stingin'. Since that's clearly what you want now.

He's always givin' you want you want, huh? You're spoiled rotten.

[thanekrios]

you like to walk a little too close to the edge. so do you.

[crowandmoonwriting]

Moodboard Tag ✧･ﾟ: *

Thank you for tagging me @daughter-of-inklings!

Rules: go to pinterest, search "[your name] core aesthetic" and create a moodboard from the first nine images. No need to mention your name!

This was a lot of fun! Moodboards are my favourite thing to do next to making playlists lol.

Tagging some mutual besties (sorry if you've been tagged already!): @spiced-wine-fic, @chromehoplite, @insipid-drivel, @winterandwords, @theimperiumchronicles

[madasacrow]

╭──→ ♟ ──  HARLOW EDITS 5/♾

│ 💛 CHAR ❞ harlow spade

│ 💛 VOL ❞ crystalized gold

│ 💛 SOURCE ❞ the owl house (luz noceda), scooby doo (thorn), zepeto

│ 💛 CREDITS ❞ PSD by @/go-ghcst [link]

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[ngatwa]

Edwin realizing his feelings for Charles

[vonspe]

emmrook upon ye 🫱💥

[mohntilyet]

illario as the grandchild that is most like caterina is something i'm loving to chew on. the grandson that took her lessons to heart the most. kill anyone who sees your face and knows your name, "we are not revolutionaries", the first out of the two to prioritise the contract. power at any cost, and the only one to lean into the unnecessary abuse that their grandmother told them was tradition. why is anyone surprised he allied with the venatori? and then there's illario's considerable skill in infiltration and manipulating any mark, he has always had the charisma that lucanis lacked. illario isn't attached, he has/can/will use someone and immediately drop them; "that does free me from promises i don't intend to keep". he can lie about how much he cares so well that he fools a magister into believing he loves her. he kills zara without hesitation to cover his own tracks, meanwhile lucanis blindly promises a young girl in the middle of a siege that he will help her find her father. even the lessons about family stick with him, and in this entire messy power struggle, he never actually orders anyone to directly kill caterina or lucanis, not until he's backed into a corner.

and even after all that. despite even lucanis believing illario should be first talon, lucanis is still the better killer. illario is not strong enough to be the brutal assassin caterina needs him to be. so when lucanis seems to fill the role his mother left, grief and love for her dead heir apparent remains, and any of the other qualities caterina needs in her next talon doesn't matter. whatever his mother was, lucanis has to be. what illario does doesn't matter, because he will always be second best to caterina's memory of her favored daughter.

[dasiesanddarkness]

the fact that Kaz takes Jesper's time blindness into account when plotting will always make me so emotional