Telling The Genie I Want To Be Bald So I Can Cosplay An Egg

I realised yesterday that Michael’s scarf reminds me of the 4th Doctor and so I couldn’t resist making this stupid joke

[id 1: a coloured fanart of Gerry Keay and Michael the Distortion from The Magnus Archives. Gerry is wearing a top with the Mechanisms’ logo on it, he is a man with shoulder length black hair with some blonde streaks. He has multiple eye tattoos, ear piercings and snakebites and he’s wearing a belt with studs. He is grinning happily and holding Michael by the scarf. Michael is a floating being with yellow wavy long hair, pink skin, aggressively pink cardigan and a purple shirt. He has an incredibly long scarf in stripes, by which he is slightly pulled down by Gerry. He has a surprised look on his face. The speech bubbles above their heads say:

Gerry: how’s it going, Doctor?

Michael: Doctor what?

Gerry: no, you’re supposed to say “doctor who?”

Michael: but I’m not a who, I’m a what, Gerard.

end id 1]

(a version with Michael’s text in black + a doodle under the cut)

[id 2: the same picture as the first one, except michael’s text is in black instead of different colours. end id 2]

[id 3: a black and white doodle of Michael the Distortion in the same long scarf pointing in awe to a tv screen. On the screen the fourth Doctor from Doctor Who is displayed, wearing a very similar long scarf, a hat and a trench-coat, waving joyously at the viewer. The text above Michael’s head in a fancy font says: “he’s just like me fr!”. end id 3]

the hardest fucking line in the show

Ouchie

I struggle with all of these so much. I'm glad there's more awareness to this now. 😔😔

happy autism awareness month

it’s crazy how moth jesus might be the most normal part of this episode

POV: you are Willy Stampler

I love that one meme

What does the word Genocide mean to you?

For me... the word Sayfo comes to mind.

Sayfo is the word we use for the Assyrian genocide.

In 1915, my grandfather fled his village of Charbash near Urmia in Iran when he was just 11 years old.

The Ottoman Empire took the land from the Assyrians. The indigenous people native to Mesopotamia (where modern Iran, Iraq, and Turkey exist now).

Over 250,000 Assyrians were wiped out by the occupying Ottoman Empire.

Half of the entire population of the remaining indigenous people.

The rest fled for their lives.

My grandfather and grandmother, being two that, thankfully, made it to New York.

Now, Assyrians have no homeland. No country.

An entire ethnic group that  has been around for around 3,000 years almost completely wiped out of existence by an empire that no longer exists.

It's just so senseless. 

This painting I did of a woman in a Hijab. I have posters of them on my site. 

ssavaart.com

All of the proceeds from the sale of this poster is going to Doctors Without Borders.

I'll sign and ship each and every one of them. 

I know it's not much. It won't stop a genocide. 

But maybe... just maybe... 100 years from now someone's grandchild will be alive and they can tell the story of THEIR people... and what happened to them.

Sending Big Hugs from the Hobbit Hole. ♥♥♥

Scott

Sorry for turning Paul into cat memes