feed the crows

Doodle inspired by this post.

One day, as Kaz watches Inej feed the crows outside his window, he has an idea…

  • He  starts feeding them too, and trains them to do his bidding
  • They become his spies, thieves and messengers (after all, he must improvise in Inej’s absence)
  • He gives them names like Ruin, Profit, Tax, Greed and Payback
  • the others call them his minions and are both scared of them and jealous that they only listen to Kaz (and Inej)
actual notes on attracting crows

some of you may know i’ve been feeding crows for a few months now, as represented in my operation: crow army tag

i’ve been doing it as part of spellwork and as an attempt to gain a cohort of familiars. ultimately i would like to train them to attack cops or something but i haven’t quite figured that out

it’s gotten to the point where i can pretty much walk out onto my porch during any daylight hour and crinkle a packet of ramen noodles and they’ll come perch in the trees. today a few of them were willing to land on the far edge of my lawn while i was still on the porch, which is a new development.

they’re still wary of me. every time i move, even from the other side of the window, they jump. i think it’s reflexive

an unexpected side effect is that i am learning which of my neighbors the crows like. lots of people walk by my house but only for a select few will the crows only stay on the ground level while they walk past.

at first i summoned raccoons, and they got into the crawlspace directly under my bedroom. actual monsters under my bed, screaming and gnawing on the floorboards. just kidding, they’re probably cute, but i interpreted this as a metaphor for the structural underpinnings of my thoughts and beliefs: there’s something dangerous going on in the recesses of my mind, and i need to get rid of it before it gets trapped and rots down there.

well, i think the raccoons are gone but apparently it’s because there has been a coyote sighting exactly in front of my house, and i have no idea if i summoned that or what it means

vine

Hambre

She feeds the crows an old language. They fly to the moon and bring her nesting stones

She collects the remaining sunrise

from pine needles and

pours it in her morning tea. 

Do not let her small talk fool you.

The martyrdom of music

fades during the evening. Her day

disappears for a glimpse

of a living ghost.

This is posh and polish to old news.

She collects her drooping 

fingers from the floor 

to gather thoughts from

the ink of a blue jay. 

Dating Scarecrow would include:

With 5 minutes of posting ‘Dating the Riddler would include:’ I got 3 asks, asking for a scarecrow version, so here it is. Dating Jonathan Crane would include:

- Being woken at the crack of dawn every morning by a murder of crows.
- Feeding those crows every morning and watching the sunrise
- Learning how to clean burlap
- Learning how to mend burlap
- Sneaky hugs from behind to try and shock you.
- Sneaky neck kisses
- Sneaky fear toxin injections from behind
- Never winning arguments.
- Having your every move deeply analysed. Him (very descriptle) telling you exactly why you do/act the way you do. Being explicitly belligerent about it if he’s in a bad mood, or just feeling cocky.
- Regular but restricted visits to arkham, in order to chat with him threw a bullet proof glass wall and numerous guards listening in on your conversation.
- Bringing him fear toxin infused aftershave while in arkham.
- Learning how to creat and use fear toxins.
- Occasionally having to bail him out of prison.
- Constant exposure to fear toxins (causing a minor but not full immunity to said chemicals.)
- Pumpkin spiced everything.
- Big, hearty, but repetitive meals. Stew, jambalaya, chill, etc everyday until it runs out and another pot has to be made.
- Learning the taste of fear toxin laces food and knowing how much to eat before it kicks in. (Through months of non realisation and trial and error.)
- Dates in a library/bookstore.
- Books, everywhere. Bookshelves full, piles on the floor, on every work surface, on every none work surface.
- Not being allowed to move any books just incase.
- Not being allowed to touch him affectionately without confirmation.
- Constantly being pawed, stroke, petted, caressed, and just generally touched regardless of consent.
- Unexpected bear hugs when he’s feeling down.
- Being called ‘pet’ or ‘child’
- Being picked on by The Riddler (or other rogues) whenever scarecrow works with them.
- Tired/overworked Scarecrow crawling up in the couch beside you and resting his head on your shoulder.
- Stroking his hair and rubbing his back when he’s tired/stressed/emotional.
- Possibly being forced (or willingly, if that’s your thing) to be tested on with new chemicals and toxins.
- Because they no longer work on himself.
- Until you reach the same state as him, or die. Whichever comes sooner.
- Resisting the urge to buy silly scarecrow themed Halloween decorations and putting them around the house.
- Telling him to stop biting his nails and also clean them properly.
- Long nights being held by him as you describe everything you’ve ever been afraid of, as he plays with your hair and makes mental notes of everything you say for future reference.
- Long nights without him while he’s scheming, putting plans into action, or residing in arkham.
- Horror films and chill.

anonymous asked:

She doesn't keep them as pets, but I bet Carmilla feeds any crows, ravens, etc that come around in remembrance of Mattie, whose animal form was a rook.

Aww :’)

Kaz remembered her perched on the sill of his attic window, sometime during that first year after he’d brought her into the Dregs.
She’d been feeding the crows that congregated on the roof.
“You shouldn’t make friends with the crows,” he’d told her.
“Why not?” She asked.
He’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue.
The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it.
Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbour wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.
“Why not?” She’d repeated, eyes still closed.
He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don’t have any manners.”
“Neither do you, Kaz.” She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and got drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.
—  Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows
Day Two: Feed the Crows

If you believe that the crows are watching you closely it is because they are. They are judging you. Even humans outside of Elsewhere University know that crows remember human faces and tell the others what you have done against them. They do favors for those who do well and punish those who do harm. Feathers knows this and they protect her. I leave them parts of my meal every time I eat outside and give them candy as I pass.

I saw a boy I do not know throwing a rock at one of the smaller birds in the murder and I saw the fury in the murder’s eyes. He will not last long here.

Tradition is everything here.

They are hungry.

anonymous asked:

Is it wrong that even though I'm not 100% in to GA/DD having a relationship I am now finding myself wanting it to be true just to really piss certain bloggers off? Just so I can force feed then crow? These are people I used to admire and respect. Now I just want to Gillovny the smug condecension right out of them. Then block them and all the minions who bow and scrape before them too. Is that wrong? It's wrong isn't it?

I don’t know if it’s wrong, lol, and I’m definitely not going to judge, because we’ve all had our feelings about this (meeeee!).  So I understand.  You don’t have to be 100% sold on a David and Gillian relationship to want to stop the nastiness coming from others, or their cheap shots, and you definitely aren’t wrong for wanting to keep that darkness from our (fandom) home.  

Now, it’s just gotten to be plain mean-spirited in the extreme.  I thought I was shocked before, before some of the things I’ve seen in the last few days via screenshots is really way past the point of too much.  A lot of people have told me that the admiration and liking they had for certain bloggers has been lost, and just like in real life, when you lose your reputation and the respect of people around you, it’s difficult or impossible to gain that back.

Time will definitely tell what happens.  It looks like season 11 is going to happen, and honestly, I think that’s something that worries certain people, because it’ll prove (or at least show) a lot.