#IDK I FEEL LIKE THEY WOULD SLAY

[ggriwm]

ok but think abt cool oc designs based off of these epic deep sea creatures like HELLOOO THE POTENTIAL???

LIKE THEY COULD EVEN ACT LIKE THEM

also idk why the second photo is just very aesthetic so thats why im sharing

[kens-ramblings]

so ik i’ve seen a lot of hcs for what the batfam would listen to in the bat mobile and for tim a lot of people say that he listens to podcasts. which like yes i can see that but i also think if he is like podcasted out(bc i get that way so i think he does too) he listens to like cunty, trashy music in it. like they are on their way to a drug bust and tim is on aux and all the sudden you hear like ayesha erotica playing. and the goons are like “oh shit it’s spoiler!!! ,,,,, is that red robin????” so here is a list of artists/songs i think tim fucks w/ hard core when he is on patrol.(to preface he avoids pop-punk on patrol if he knows people will hear his music bc tim drake-wayne is known for enjoying it in my head so red robin is when he lets out the more suprising side of his music taste)

ayesha erotica(as stated)

kesha

mindless self indulgence

6arelyhuman

ppcocaine

slayyyter

conceited by flo milli

tia tamara by doja cat

lady gaga

kim petras

it girl- sped up ver by aliyah’s interlude

charlie xcx

[cydanite]

"You remember that you are a distinct being with a finite form and a mortal body."

!!SPOILERS for the ending of StP!!

Concept sketch for my interpretation of Slay the Princess’s protagonist. I like the canon vagueness of his design, but I came up with a concept I wanted to explore c:

He has 2 pairs of wings, one on his head and one on his back. The "Narrator", in trapping him, clipped his wings and disguised them as hair and a cloak. Best to not to give any reminder that flying out of the woods is even an option.

The smaller pair wrap around his head like hair, the few remaining primaries folding over each other as bangs. On the “thumb” of the wings are birds feel, decoratively chained together. Don’t be fooled into thinking that chain isn’t meant to hold, though.

The larger pair drapes limply off his shoulders like a cloak. It’s fastened by an X shape. You know the one, when people are lazy with drawing medieval clothing (myself included) we use it as a closure, a formless cross drawstring. You don’t question it when you see it. You wouldn’t suspect it’s two massive metal staples puncturing his flesh.

He can’t see his wings for what they are, so he doesn't feel through them. Not until he can manage to remember...

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(also i wrote a snippet hehe)

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The Narrator: The pain is threefold.

First comes stiffness, an ancient ache creeping in from the edge of your perception.

Awareness of this newfound sensation latches on to your mind and pulls, quickly fracturing into a sprawling map of new body parts.

It’s your hair. It hurts, in ways hair shouldn't be able to hurt. Every fiber protests against you despite being just hair mere moments ago.

The fabric of your cloak betrays you as well. You're inescapably aware of the space you now take up. New, itching, uncomfortable, ugly sensations form all down your back.

Voice of the Hero: It's like we just regained blood circulation there. We're being stabbed a thousand times over.

The Narrator: It doesn't end there. Injuries that previously gone unnoticed now make themselves known. You recall running sharp fingers through your hair. Only now can you feel the dried blood. You would've taken better care of that cloak if you'd known it was made up of you.

Voice of the Hero: But what's happening to us?

The Narrator: The web of pain maps out its shape. Two pairs of feathered wings become part of your body once again.

Voice of the Hero: 'Once again'... having wings makes sense, I suppose. But how could we have forgotten this? It seems so inescapable now.

The Narrator: But as you go to reign motor over your limbs once again, the third pain rears it’s ugly head… cold, harsh metal digs into your flesh.

It pins your limbs in their poses. A tiny set of cuffs pull small wings taught around the circumference of your head.

The closure of your "cape" is two enormous staples, staked through your flesh and clamped down hard. There's no blood here, the wound long since healed.

...Who or whatever did this to you, it was never intended to be removed.

Voice of the Hero: Maybe we should keep more vigilant in the future. If we can't trust our own body... I don't want to think about it more than we have to.

[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

With the talks of the rating becoming more mature in season 2, who do we want cursing and when ⁉️

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

🖤🩶🤍💜

[knockknockitsnickels]

Thinking about how the Tower & the Adversary routes are connected through the Fury, and how you kind of get there by turning one into the other, and how horrified they are by what they become. Tower is about subjugation - she outright says she does not believe the two of you are on equal footing. You get the Fury from her when you assert your independence and fight back, forcing her to take you seriously as a threat and defend herself. Adversary is all about an equal fight - she prides herself on her strength, but also admires yours. You access the Fury through her by refusing to fight, watching her beat you to a pulp and become disgusted by what she does to you. IDK it is interesting how the Tower & Adversary parallel one another, and how you end up with the Fury in each route by doing what their sister route would have wanted you to do.

[mushroomsie224]

Someone said Cedric as Howl Pendragon but what if Greylock as Howl Pendragon.

[waitingforstars]

Just finished my first playthrough of Slay the Princess and I don't understand half of what happened but I'm thinking about how the Narrator's whole plan of ending death involved killing in the first place. Thinking about how the Voice of the Hero is against killing her, and how that makes sense because he's the literal embodiment of stagnation and life (vastly oversimplified) as opposed to her embodiment of death and change (vastly oversimplified). Thinking about ravens and crows or whatever the fuck as a harbinger of death, and yet how that image is associated with both the protagonist and the Narrator. Thinking about how the protagonist is excluded from the Narrator's "good ending," or rather, he gets separated from the world, doesn't get to see it change, thinking about how the Voice of the Hero gets restless and bored in the stillness. Thinking about how the only ending where you can walk out of the final cabin hand in hand with the princess is the one where you don't take the knife with you.

Thinking about life and death, change and stagnation walking out into the unknown hand in hand.

[le-agent-egg]

i saw one post about transmasc junko and now i literally can not stop brainrotting about it. why does it go hard. he would be all “i’m not transitioning because if the despair it brings me”. he would get a hockey boy (/derogatory) haircut. i hate him.

[squishosaur]

not everything will be rewarded, even time and money can be wasted; someday everything will fade into the past— still, i sing because i was born here. // 生きるよすが

[crows-of-buckets]

I haven't been drawing much tyrian lately sadly <//3 I've wanted to I've just been busy ugh. Anyways some miscellaneous doodles from the last like week or two + an older doodle I did of Daeran in a dress that I don't think I ever posted.

[marvins-linguinie]

nancy: we should get a dog.

robin: dogs are terrifying. they always look at you like you're their next meal, and there's a possible chance that they may have rabies, and you know that rabies are my number one fear, and if i got rabies, i would probably die.

nancy: okay... how about a cat?

robin: cats have extremely sharp claws, and when i get scratched, i bleed a lot, and i hate the sight of blood, so i would probably pass out, and they're mean, because what if the car has rabies too? what happens then? i get bitten by the cat and it kills me.

nancy: a fish.

robin: a fish takes lots of care and maintenance of it's aquarium, and to be honest, im not good at remembering things, like i might have left the stove on, but i can't remember if i did or not.

nancy:

robin: nancy? where did you go?

nancy: i was making sure the stove was off. okay, no dog, no cat, no fish, what about guinea pigs?

robin: no.

nancy: no explanation?

robin: okay, guinea pigs are A: loud, obnoxiously loud, and B: are not even cute.

steve: why don't you get a rock?

nancy: what?

steve: i got eddie a rock about a week ago, and he's been taking it everywhere. his name is rocky.

robin: yes.

nancy: it's.. it's a step in the right direction.

[milo-is-rambling]

I can’t even imagine living without anxiety. Like. How. What?

[namtanlovesfilm]

not aj & jj getting speaking roles in the same show for once, only for aj’s character to die in his brother’s arms five minutes later :’)))

[hauntingblue]

Inept 8 year old boy dragon tries to save floating island is such a concept

[beesorcery]

google how do i tell my dad that the reason i keep bringing up elon musk's transphobia isn't that i've got gen z political tunnel vision that makes me blind to his "innovation" in electric cars but because i am desperately crying out for you as the father of a trans child to feel just as outraged and angry as i am that that man has so much power