@alexmey-does-an-arts is this your guy :)

ummmmm peepee poopoo. thats your caption

So uh... I believe I promised some lewds last night >w>

SO with @driftingmoonmenace​ blessing, I offer the Safe version...

And a link to the S p i c y version uwu

This was... WAY too much fun to work on. And now I need a nice cold shower.

And to be clear, There be DICKS in the link, but it goes to the sfw version first and then the naughty down below it~

Dead doves as they say

Like Seriously?? From the first meeting?? Was there ever an intention of Lena NOT being the love interest??

For your consideration Christopher Reeves’ superman saving Lois Lane from a FUCKING HELICOPTER ACCIDENT!!!

what will happen to me afterwards?

on death and social media - 11 april 2024

(content warnings for ovarian cancer, death of a teacher, death of an online friend, future death, grief)

today, one of my twitter mutuals found out that one of their online friends (known each other for Years) died back in january. they're obviously devastated and it makes me think of a three thoughts that run rampant in my head after every death that happens around me.

it's no secret that my first french teacher in high school died (72 year olds don't really survive ovarian cancer, ya know?). it's no secret that she was one of my favorite teachers. i think a lot about her life. her long-distance husband, the children she's "adopted" by teaching them french for four years (she could never have kids herself), her obsession with turtles. she gave so, so much of herself to her community, over 50 years teaching in my little high school. and she was not celebrated as much as i would've liked. she had a memorial service the saturday after she died, and we all talked to / near her urn in the school gym. the principal didn't give a shit, and her husband didn't show up. the other old faculty member (my us history teacher) retired at the end of the next academic year.

the way i found out was through text. i went through the first stage of denial, saving my grief for four hours later when i fully found out the context behind the "i'm so sorry" sent to the group chat. my french teacher had over 100 turtles, little trinkets she put all over her classroom. and she let each of her students take one home.

for almost a decade now, i've grown quite fond of the community i found on twitter. i made my little fan account, i followed people who were also obsessed with my fav pieces of media, and the rest is history. over the years, i also had to take breaks from being online after reading some "this is X's mom. X passed away last night" tweets or just let a friend fade away after their last tweet ("going into surgery tomorrow! should recover in a few months :3") turned one year old.

and i'm so scared. i think that with the many diseases running rampant on the planet, the lack of secure infrastructure in my country, and other problems, i realize that i could simply go away at any second. and who would know? legally, they have to tell my parents (they're the secondary recipients of health and retirement accounts). legally, they have to tell my job. legally, they don't have to tell anyone else. but i have friends everywhere. the most important ones existing as little icons on my screen or little words in my messaging apps. how the hell are they supposed to know?

when i was a kid, i always imagined myself having at least two weddings: one with my family in peru, one with my spouse's family and our joint community in the united states. now i realize the same might have to happen for my funeral. how am i supposed to plan ahead for that? now that i've finished school, there's never going to be a "guaranteed" place for me to be. i can go anywhere at any time! and none of you have to know!!

there are no conclusions to this ramble. there is only the three threads: online friends leaving but being remembered, people in my real life leaving but being forgotten, and me who will leave someday too. maybe i'll leave behind some turtles, too.

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author's note: no, i'm not suicidal. you should not express concern to medical professionals over this post. i am healthy and happy to be alive.

I feel sick I fucking hate that network

I feel like I should get a badge for describing casting Life Transference as me going reverse dementor on our injured paladin. Vivid imagery

here’s how we can still get that supernatural crossover

Just saw a post about the missed opportunities of Cullen and I often think about this and I agree. The missed opportunities of templars in general. The Dragon Age franchise will forever have to grapple with how they had a literal 'what if mkultra worked and we had a repressive army of enforcers controlled through substance dependency' in their hand and just...refused to tackle it in any meaningful way.

I would posit the spicy take that the series...doesn't treat the TEMPLARS as people. Bear with me here. Doesn't mean they're maligned, on the contrary, the series treating them not as individuals who make their choices to participate in oppression, but as this botched paladin archetype thing, means any attempt to view them as in any way complex is nipped in the bud.

You can't tackle addiction in a meaningful or respectful way like this, which is doubly sad since this is a topic desperately needing honesty and nuance in media portrayal. The Dragon Age templars are by and large either helmeted mooks or 'hey hey there's some good apples here! If only the RIGHT person lead an institution whose entire purpose is to murder and incarcerate, the bad things would stop happening!'

*cue heroic music cutscene of them downing some big ass kegs of steaming lyrium*

uh oh!

i prefer the initial very first kaveh art with the longer hair but this one is good too. i want to argue with him but in a hot way

i am hoping he is just as much of a little freak as alhaitham, in his own way. their bizarre noticeboard antics suggest that he is and that makes me feel deeply excited! i am also excited to see his hair from the back fkgjndbvjnkfg. i love me a Blond Man. a Hot Blooded Artistic Type Who Sticks To His Ideals And Is Willing To Bankrupt Himself For His Vision. he is so very husband-shaped

open to: m/w/nb 18+ muses only & no family relationships thanks plot: seb is rich and does what he wants which has been working great for him until his sugar baby/secret partner came knocking on his door on a nice sunday morning. ( bc they are pregnant ? in love ? wanting more money ? you decide. go off. )

eyes widened, he was quick to grab their arm, hurriedly pulling them outside and far away from the mansion’s door. “ are you insane ? ” he had to look around— left, right, as if the expanse of his garden could tell someone something about this. “ what are you doing here ? my wife is in the damn house ! what if someone else had answered the door ? ” he didn’t even ask what they were doing there.

Umm…is the CW okay? 👀

Imagine if elon lost the dogecoin lawsuit snd he killed himself because losing would mean he loses everything he has and more. Just imagine that

did the cw go bankrupt a third time. why are there so many memes about it on my dash