#i am not cut out for this

[flock-of-cassowaries]

Hannibal fanfiction writing quest got me learning more than I ever wanted to know about harvesting organs for transplant and field dressing a deer.

[egonkula]

failed an exam but at least it is Done

[hotmasc]

x

[ivan-fyodorovich-k]

out here making a fool of myself attempting to execute administrative duties

[ratstranaut]

putting on concealer for a job interview reminds you so quickly that a girl without eye bags is like an angel without wings

[moonspirit]

There are some portions of Armin's life we never got to actually see, in manga or the anime. Watch me put myself in agony trying to flesh them out.

And I promised myself I wouldn't do very sad shit. It's all the fault of that one song. Fucking hell.

[thatsmolmusicnerd]

Fuck fuck fuck fcuk fuck fuck fuck fuck

[inkskinned]

having good & true friends will literally save and protect you in a million unfathomable ways. like okay we have written so many times about lovers. but the way a platonic friend laughs and cries with you. the way they hold your hand at 14 years old and at 34. the way they keep a little silver tie to you, touching base over and over and over. how you can go years without talking, only to re-meet and discover: oh shit! you're still cool!

there are people who have been in my life for more than half of it, and i have loved every version of them. do you know how fucking beautiful that is. yeah love will save the world. but the way friends love you is gonna save the you.

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[hinamie]

noir

[tubbytarchia]

really awesome interaction (x)

[jakeperalta]

interpret lover/hater however you wish, but this is about general attitude, not regarding a specific topic!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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[blacktabbygames]

We're thrilled to announce that we've wrapped principal development work on Slay the Princess — The Pristine Cut. We'll be releasing it this Fall (date TBD) so we can simultaneous ship the update with both the game's console release (surprise!) as well as official subtitling support for 11 new languages, all with the help of our wonderful new partners at Serenity Forge (who you might know from their publishing work on Doki Doki Literature Club Plus!)

There's a lot for us to share about The Pristine Cut, but before we get into the details, please check out our new trailer!

Here's what we've got coming for you: Content

For those of you who are just now hearing about The Pristine Cut, it's an entirely free director's cut of the game that adds about 35% more content on top of the initial release.

This includes massive expansions to The Den, The Apotheosis, and The Fury routes, each of which is over three times bigger than their release versions, with tons of variations to discover across multiple playthroughs.

On top of this, we're adding three brand new chapter three routes that will add even more depth to your stories with The Damsel, The Prisoner, and The Spectre.

And we're adding a new ending.

All in all, these additions come to over 2,500 new voice lines, over 1,200 new hand-drawn illustrations, and over 15 new tracks of music.

We're also adding an extensive CG gallery with over 400 unlocks to help all you completionists track your progress, complete with cryptic hints to help you discover some of the game's more obscure and buried interactions.

Languages

And all of this is coming with a giant wave of localization support, covering the following languages: Simplified and Traditional Chinese, Korean, Japanese, French, German, Russian, Spanish (Latin American), Brazilian Portuguese, Italian, and Polish. These localizations are just going to cover subtitles, so we can be as thorough as possible about maintaining the quality of Jonny and Nichole's performances.

Consoles, Physical Release and New Merch

With the help of Serenity Forge, we’re bringing Slay the Princess — The Pristine Cut to every major current console — Nintendo Switch, PS4 + 5, and Xbox.

And these won’t just be available as digital downloads. You’ll also be able to pick up a physical edition for the Switch and PS5, with an exclusive sticker sheet and a download code for the game’s soundtrack.

And if that’s not enough we’re also doing a Collector’s Edition, complete with a 7 inch statue of the Princess, a mirror with a lenticular lens, an acrylic standee, and more.

And finally (for now), we’re launching the first wave of new line of sticker sheets, featuring chibi art of the Princesses as seen in The Pristine Cut’s new gallery. Pre-order them now at Topatoco!

Alongside these developments, we've also launched a new website for the game: check out slaytheprincess.com where you can order the physical editions, check out merch, and more!

Thank you so much for your patience while we've worked to make The Pristine Cut the definitive version of Slay the Princess. We can't wait to share all of the game's new stories with you this Fall.

Until then, we're back to working full-time on the next Episode of Scarlet Hollow (and have been for about a few weeks now!)

Best, Abby and Tony

[syoddeye]

cooking with gaz. inspired by this ask. abrupt ending.

From the first day, you know he's going to be a problem.

When you ask the group to introduce themselves and explain why they've enrolled, Kyle answers with a wide grin, tying a needlessly elaborate knot with the ribbons of his apron.

"Gotta fuel this body right," he winks, "and I heard women like men who cook."

Half the class dissolves into nervous giggles, and you know he's already won them over. Too charming for his own good.

So, a small, mean part of you takes satisfaction in watching someone that handsome struggle at something as basic as cooking.

Except for the part where it's literally your job to help him. Easier said than done.

He turns pasta into sludge, lets a soufflé erupt in the oven, and scorches a chopping board by setting it too close to an open flame. His risotto comes out as an overly salty, crunchy rice soup. Bakes cookies so bitter and dense they could double as hockey pucks, claiming afterward he didn't know you could add too much baking soda. By the end of each class, his station looks like a war zone.

It's infuriating—his inability to follow instructions, his overconfidence. The mix of dread and something far less professional you feel whenever he walks into the room. You try to pay equal attention to your other students, but you can't stray far from his station.

You're stuck hovering, correcting him, guiding him, putting out metaphorical—and sometimes literal—fires. Your consolation is that the rest of the class at least finds him amusing. You would too, if you weren't the one scraping another charred disaster into the bin.

One evening, as the rest of the class packs up, he apologizes. Says he knows you must be frustrated by him.

"Guess I need to practice more at home," he rubs the back of his neck, a sheepish smile on his stupid, pretty face. "Think I could send you some photos for feedback?"

You hesitate, because it's absolutely crossing a line, but the image of him with an open flame alone in his flat is enough to make you fold. You have a responsibility to some degree.

"Fine." You reluctantly scribble your number on a napkin. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Yes, chef." Ugh.

The next evening, your phone buzzes as you're fixing your own dinner. A picture. Chicken parm. It's plated messily, with a little too much sauce, but it's…edible-looking. No visible inferno, either. Except your eyes don't linger on the food. They snag on his arm, front and center, forearm muscles tensed as he holds the tray.

Before you can recover, a second photo arrives. This time, a selfie. Kyle grinning ear to ear with a forkful, the very picture of someone far too pleased with himself. You want so badly to find it insufferable. Instead, it's cute. Mouth-watering in a completely different way.

>> What do you think, chef? Want a bite?

Yeah, you think, gaze lingering on the curve of his bicep. Yeah, I really do.

You hold it together long enough to respond.

> Looks good.

You leave it at that, returning to your meal with a different kind of hunger pang.

The next class, Kyle smirks across the kitchen the entire time you discuss the week's dishes. You expect some kind of sneaky comment, another disaster, but to your surprise, nothing major happens. His dishes come out fine. Not spectacular, but decent. A noticeable improvement, even if he's still a little too generous with his measurements.

You watch him, waiting for something to go wrong, but it never does. It's almost unsettling.

The texts continue between classes. To his credit, he sticks to pictures of his meals—slightly overcooked chicken, messy pasta, a cheesy-looking omelet—but there's a shift. The photos become less about the food and more about him. You nearly drop your phone in a stockpot when he sends a selfie in a tank top, holding a plate of something you don't even register because you're too busy staring.

You respond with another Looks good, silence your phone, and reconsider your life choices.

Then pozole night happens.

Kyle's actually done really well this time. You're a little shocked, looking at the pot of simmering soup that smells, against all odds, delicious.

"Want a taste?"

Before you can answer, he dips the spoon and holds it out, one hand cupped beneath to catch any drips. You lean in automatically, not even thinking about it until you feel his fingertips graze the underside of your chin. You freeze, meeting his gaze as the spoon reaches your mouth. He doesn't look away, and when you part your lips, your cheeks warm for reasons that have nothing to do with soup.

When you swallow, his eyes dart from your throat to your mouth. His lips curl into a small, knowing smile. Your knees feel embarrassingly weak. What the hell is wrong with you.

Kyle's voice dips low, fingers hovering near your chin. "You like that?"

Your breath catches. "Great job." you manage stiffly, then swiftly move on to the next student.

You feel him staring for the rest of class. You avoid looking his way, but every time you do, he's already watching you, that same maddening expression on his face.

It's not surprising when Kyle lingers after dismissal, taking too long to pack up. As the last student leaves, he corners you by the sink while you wash up.

"So," he starts, stepping closer, "are we done with the back and forth now? Or should I send a shirtless one next?"

You blink, caught between disbelief and irritation, feeling the knot of your apron loosen. Swiveling, you grab a towel off the counter and glare up at him. "What are you talking about?"

He tilts his head. Then, without breaking eye contact, he plants his hands on the counter, boxing you in. Your stomach flips. 

"C'mon, chef," Kyle says quieter, but no less confident. "I'm saying, if you want, you don't have to settle for just photos anymore. What do you say? Grab dinner with me."

It's galling, him standing there all smug like he already knows the answer. The audacity. It's absurd. Bold. But the worst part is, you don't know if you're annoyed or intrigued. You've spent weeks trying to convince yourself he's nothing more than an unfortunately hot, underwhelming cook with nice arms and a better smile. 

But at this moment, there's no point pretending anymore. You are, against your better judgment, interested.

You sigh, loud enough to make a show of it, like you really don't want to go on a date with him, and furiously dry your hands.

"Fine. But you're not cooking—we're eating out."

His grin deepens, hands finding the back of your apron's neck strap to gently tug it over your head.

"Yeah, babe," he teases. "I plan to."

[pokeberry5]

(who's gonna save you, hero?)

i love whump fics where tim ends up on the ropes alone and doesn't know if anyone's gonna reach him in time

i really really love leonardo romero's inks and jordie bellaire's colors from the "i am the gun" mini telling the zur-en arrh backstory (in batman issues #128-130), so this is another loose style study

i had this frame in mind specifically, altho i couldnt quite commit to the hard inks

ALSO the concept was loosely based off the issues in legacy ('tec (1940) #698-99) where tim goes undercover and then gets nabbed by lockup and his comm cuts off in the middle of telling nightwing what's going on, which also gave us this great (but misleading) cover