So A Free Tool Called GLAZE Has Been Developed That Allows Artists To Cloak Their Artwork So It Can't

As a Filipino this makes me tear up a little TTwTT

a comic about growing up a queer filipino artist in america

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a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town

academy

adventurer's guild

alchemist

apiary

apothecary

aquarium

armory

art gallery

bakery

bank

barber

barracks

bathhouse

blacksmith

boathouse

book store

bookbinder

botanical garden

brothel

butcher

carpenter

cartographer

casino

castle

cobbler

coffee shop

council chamber

court house

crypt for the noble family

dentist

distillery

docks

dovecot

dyer

embassy

farmer's market

fighting pit

fishmonger

fortune teller

gallows

gatehouse

general store

graveyard

greenhouses

guard post

guildhall

gymnasium

haberdashery

haunted house

hedge maze

herbalist

hospice

hospital

house for sale

inn

jail

jeweller

kindergarten

leatherworker

library

locksmith

mail courier

manor house

market

mayor's house

monastery

morgue

museum

music shop

observatory

orchard

orphanage

outhouse

paper maker

pawnshop

pet shop

potion shop

potter

printmaker

quest board

residence

restricted zone

sawmill

school

scribe

sewer entrance

sheriff's office

shrine

silversmith

spa

speakeasy

spice merchant

sports stadium

stables

street market

tailor

tannery

tavern

tax collector

tea house

temple

textile shop

theatre

thieves guild

thrift store

tinker's workshop

town crier post

town square

townhall

toy store

trinket shop

warehouse

watchtower

water mill

weaver

well

windmill

wishing well

wizard tower

"dexterity training".

I’ve been playing Dragon Age: Inquisition again lately, and I was pondering a new fic idea (and despairing because Josephine is so competent that she renders my central conflict moot the moment she appears on the scene) when the following popped into my head a refused to leave. I’m almost certain someone has done this before, but on the off chance they haven’t -

(To the tune of “What is This Feeling?” from Wicked)

DORIAN: Dearest Darlingest Felix and Maevaris

BULL: Fellow Ben-Hassrath Agents

BOTH: There’s been some confusion, over rooming here at Skyhold

BULL: But of course, I’ll do my duty

DORIAN: But of course, I’ll rise above it

BOTH: For I know that’s how you’d want me to respond. Yes, there’s been some confusion for you see, my room-mate is…

DORIAN: Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe…

BULL: A Vint.

(The rest of the song pretty much continues as originally written)

You know that conversation you can have with Emmrich where he asks what your plans are for your body when you die?

I think Arsinoë accidentally horrified him. Not by clinging to non-Nevarran ideals about cremation, but by telling him she never thought anyone would care that much one way or the other.

She would be dead, so she wouldn't care. And honestly, a majority of compradi die as Fledglings without graduating; she thinks their bodies were probably burned (since you have to do something with bodies) but they certainly don't have funerals, so it certainly wasn't worth worrying about then.

Emmrich interjects, trying to wrangle his own shock long enough to point out that she's not a Fledgling now, so surely...?

Well if she dies now, Arsinoë all but shrugs, it would depend on the circumstances, wouldn't it? She isn't someone important like a Talon or the scion of an established Crow family. She certainly isn't Caterina Dellamorte, who warrants something verging on a State Funeral.

If she died, there is still a non-zero chance it would be at another Crow's hands, in which case it's anyone's guess what happens after.

If she dies honorably fulfilling a contract, then Viago might feel obligated to do something if he isn't pissed off at her failure and she's isn't still in Exile. He's her mentor, so probably he would manage at least a small pyre. Maybe even a flower or two for the flames if he's letting himself feel sentimental. Teia would probably be there because Viago was.

But just as often, when a contract goes wrong, there's no time to go back for the body. The mark get ahold of it, or whoever's left on the contract has to focus on survival rather than the dignity of a corpse that can't feel any of it.

But really, none of that would matter to Arsinoë, would it? She'd be off wherever dead souls end up going, or maybe in oblivion, who knows. She doesn't have any family to be horrified by her corpse unless you count Viago, who is Fifth Talon, has bigger things to worry about, and will get over it.

But anyway, why do you ask, Emmrich?

Emmrich is too aghast to answer clearly at that point because every single point of Arsinoë's answer goes so deeply against everything that is ingrained in him as part of the Mourn Watch, from the belief that a corpse just doesn't matter to her sincere belief that no one would care enough about her for any particular mourning rights.

And the thing is Emmrich does care. It's his professional duty to care, but he's also become fond of his young friend and he cannot handle imagining that she could die on this mission or the next and potentially receive no rites at all.

Cue Emmrich starting to plan how he's going to have Rook interred in the Grand Necropolis when the time comes. It may involve some string pulling, especially if (hopefully) she dies not on this mission but in the distant future, and even more so if he precedes her and has to leave the job in one of his colleague's hands. But Maker help him, there will be a plan and her death will be respected.

When it comes to light, Neve is uncertain and a little weirded out, but also a little offended by all this. She's fallen in love with Rook, but even before that, the respect between them would have warranted a pyre and Arsinoë's name on the Wall of Light if there was no one else to arrange things. Is this why she's never asked about what happened after Varric-

Lucanis is horrified by the idea of Arsinoë as one of the spirit-possessed skeletons in the Necropolis or one of the jewel-eyed skulls in its many niches; he snaps at Emmrich about Nevarran obsession and respecting Rook as Antivan.

Emmrich refuses to budge. She expected the Crows to do nothing for her. She deserves better, deserves to be remembered, even if she isn't Nevarran.

Lucanis seems fully stunned by the idea that Rook believed this in the first place, given Viago's attachment. Given Lucanis's own growing feelings. Emmrich does soften a little bit when he sees that Lucanis truly didn't realize, but he also doesn't fully divert his plans.

Gathering a grave-dowry is normally left to a lover or family member if the deceased was themselves unable, and Emmrich is neither. But needs must, and though his friend now seems attached to Neve and Lucanis, hearts can be fickle. A plan is better. So he puts away small things here or there, eyes which of Rook's enchanted rings and amulets she seems to favor just in case.

It almost helps him live with the knowledge that Arsinoë believed she would die unmourned. Almost.

The defeated and bloodied king was chained to kneel in front of his enemy and he says weakly: "Is my wife still alive?" His enemy nodded. "You fools," he said smirking, and the king starts laughing as the sounds of explosions getting closer shake the room.

RodyDeku Brain-rot.

*Class 2-A*

Aizawa: Alright everyone, sit down. We have a guest coming today.

Asui: A guest?

Ojiro: Is it a hero?

Midoriya: Maybe a recent debut? Or a retired pro?

*class erupts into murmurs*

Aizawa: Quiet!

*everyone shuts up lest aizawa wreaks hell on them*

Aizawa: Good. Now, you can come in.

*auburn-haired motherfucker with a pink bird strolls in like he owns the place*

*midoriya jumps up, kicking his seat back, face splitting into a grin*

Midoriya: Oh my god!

Rody mfn Soul: Missed me?

*midoriya barrels towards him and wraps him in a hug, carrying him off his feet and spinning him in the air*

Rody: Woah!

*pino, chirps happily*

Uraraka who's totally not jealous: Who's this?

Todoroki who definitely didn't ice over his desk: Rody Soul

Kaminari who isn't pouting: Who?

Bakugo who's definitely not burning the wood of his desk: Some wannabe motherfucker Deku met when we were in Otheon during the Humarise mission

Sero who's tempted to murder a mf: Is he?

*midoriya sets rody down, but still keeps his arms around his waist*

Midoriya: You didn't tell me you were coming?!

Rody: *chuckles, blushing* Wanted it to be a surprise

Iida who's so not affronted: Midoriya! Care to introduce us?

*midoriya spins around and blushes, letting go of rody. rody responds by wrapping an arm around midoriya's waist, without protest*

Midoriya: Oh, yeah. Guys, this is Rody Soul, my boyfriend.

Rody: Yo!

*collective silence*

Class 2-A: WHAT?!

Lighting Studies by  Andrew Lester

lust & limerence (1/2)

part 0

Uncertain if I'll finish part 2 before I go afk for a couple months