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EDM!!!!!!!

Hi, I'm D. My pronouns are he/she.

Feel free to send me asks if you want!

I like graphic design, edm, and indie games.

Hateful people have no place here, and I don't like to waste time discoursing over the validity of someone else's identity. If you try to start fights in my inbox, don't expect engagement.

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Have a nice day!

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Its pride month, sir! you know what that means.

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Its pride month, sir! you know what that means.

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Its pride month, sir! you know what that means.

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Its pride month, sir! you know what that means.

#scheduling this for every day of pride month #shoutout the upturned

skelkankaos2

Okay. Reblog this and tag with a numerical response for how many of these artists you listen to. It’s stereotypical “tumblr user” music.

Lemon Demon

Tally Hall

Death Grips

Jack Stauber

Mr Bungle

King Gizzard and The Lizard Wizard

Devo

Oingo Boingo

Aquabats

Weird Al

My Chemical Romance

100gecs

Talking Heads

They Might Be Giants

Mitski

Girl In Red

#0 #SOMETIMES Lemon Demon comes up and I just let it play. But I don't go out of my way to listen.

skenpiel

i hope i never ever ever see this image while im high or it will also straight up kill me. it would make me so scared my skeleton would run away And id be a boneless scared heap on the ground

#omg it's zolphius #< outing myself as a freak

minecraftcorrectmode

i am. tired

machine-saint

i feel bad for bigender people, the commute between Jupiter and college has got to be rough

#oh you have NO IDEA

Shows tonight! Performing Beauty and the Beast.

chimneychimney

behold, RoboScar and his hands

+ Pearl giving him a gun

#the last image looks like hes streaming an fps #or is that just me

thepenultimateword

Short Prompt #62

“You have the loveliest eyes,” A crooned, sliding into the seat beside B.

B shot them a dry look, angling their eyepatch in the dim bar light.

“Well, eye,” the annoyance corrected.

It only took about 3 seconds to identify their type. Peeking eyeteeth, hungry predator stare, corpse pale skin. Vampire. Not old school. Undead usually stuck to threads from their own era, and A’s lack of a waistcoat and cravat meant they were at least from this century.

B flicked up their collar and ducked the hole in their cheek into their jacket. “Why are you talking to me?”

“Pardon?”

“What’s your deal? Your friends dare you to come over or something? Trying to get a closer look? Yes, my skin really is this blue. No, pieces of myself don’t actively fall off. And no, I’m not going to tell you the story of my ‘undeath.’”

The vampire held their hands out in front of them. “Woah, fists down, sunshine.” They settled in firmer. “Do people really ask those sorts of things?”

“What? You’ve never been asked that before?” It came out a little more sarcastic than B had intended, and despite themselves, a bit of guilt edged in on the perpetually ravenous ache in their gut. It wasn’t the vampire’s fault they were a more fortunate undead than they were, the sort people ogled and romanticized and begged to come near—even at the risk of something dangerous.

But it was still infuriating.

Who did they think they were? Coming up here with their looks and their cheesy lines, thinking B would just fall all over themselves to bask in their attention. They weren’t stupid; they knew what was really happen—

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to upset you. I just thought you were cute and wanted to talk to you.”

B gaped, forgetting too late to keep their chin tucked down. Surely they’d seen the hole, and all the teeth within, but for some reason A didn’t cringe.

That wasn’t actually possible right? People didn’t get romantic about their sort of dead. It was too messy, too ugly, too unstable. This was still a set up. Just like B had suspected. It had to be.

“Forgive me for not buying that…but I’m not buying that.”

They moved to turn back to their drink, but suddenly the vampire’s face was right in front of theirs. If anyone had lovely eyes, it was them, a deep molten amber that rippled in the light.

“We can go somewhere more private if you like,” they said, flickers of fangs showing through their sultry smile. “Just you and me. Would that prove my intentions?”

“Not really,” B said flatly.

A long sigh dogged the end of the vampire’s chuckle. After a moment, they held out their hand. “Come with me anyway? For spontaneity’s sake?”

B stared. And stared. And stared. Until they’d committed the glossy black tips of those slender-fingered nail points to memory. They supposed it really couldn’t hurt. It wasn’t like a vampire could hurt them, not physically, and they were already prepared for the worst, so they should be emotionally sound too.

“Fine,” they said, accepting A’s hand.

People said a vampire’s skin was cold as ice, but temperature wasn’t really something B’s body recognized anymore. They’d been used to it for a long time, but for some reason in this instant, the lack of sensation hit them like a tidal wave. Soaking them in long past wants and wishes they’d thought successfully and deeply entombed.

They were probably going to regret this.

#AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH (Happy)#zombie pairings are SO underrated

New trio dynamic in my SweeTarts, which one are you?

Leader/Novice

Shy/Fly

Grace/Grit

Voting ended onApr 13, 2024

#polls

robotthing

’’They literally didn’t even taste that good’’

skyofnostars

You’re about to meet the last character you wrote about. What do you bring?

chocolates as a welcome gift

Roses. No explanation needed

Your fanfic of them to get their opinion

A list of questions about their life

A taco (because you might get hungry)

A knife (they might be dangerous)

A gun (they might be very dangerous)

Nothing

A banana

the flaming oven from my previous poll

Voting ended onApr 3, 2024

trapny

Chocolates bc the last character I wrote about is a very traumatized child who is currently in a very bad situation and honestly that's kinda just what she needs rn