kenyru asked: I dunno... Ooh how about something like in Akira, only it's a writhing biomechanical mass of instruments like pipe organs and turntables.
Holy crap. What is this glorious monstrosity that you are conceiving.
kenyru asked: Didn't you see my answer to your question? :C
OH derp, you reblogged it, aha, my bad.
Something with tentacles
And sharp teeth
And mind powers
Yes. Absolute yes. Although why mind powers?
scavenging-otter asked: I'd say a Lightning Bird. Being a music producer, you'd probably be like a fucking tesla coil and make music with electricity.
I’M A ZAPDOS.
yurithenyancat asked: You would be a siren who brings people in with your impressive wubbing
I am super okay with this because I love the concept of sirens.
Also I forgot this is in my reaction images folder and it is PERFECTLY RELATED 100%
This is actually me. Real photo of me.
Anonymous asked: The cutest kind
Ain’t you a precious anon~
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I wanted to draw something that wasn’t a pony, this is what happened.
Anonymous asked: Are you transexual? Or only identify as a male? (Sorry if I offended you in this message )
Nah, I was born male, grew up male, and continue to identify as male. I just specified “male bodied & identify as male” because I’ve come to understand a lot of… curiosities in such questions as “what’s your gender”, and felt specification was necessary.
No offense was taken whatsoever.
Anonymous asked: I'm not the same anon, but I wondered what's your gender?
I’m male bodied and identify as such, but I’ve had people online mistake me for a girl (I suppose I act/type feminine/gender-neutrally some times?), and it doesn’t really bother me.
Anonymous asked: I think we have a lot in common, and if we ever met we would probably be pretty good friends. I get the feeling you love the art and music you create, but only the process of creating it; you seem unsatisfied with the final result. At times, though, it looks like you seem unsatisfied with life in general. What I hate is seeing you vanish for days and wanting to help somehow, but knowing you won't hear anything I say.
You’re mostly correct about how I feel with music and drawing, except with music it’s the opposite; I hate the process of making it, but I tend to enjoy the end result much more than what I’ve drawn. It gets kind of extreme sometimes where I’ll have to just close FL Studio and stop thinking about music production lest I get infuriated with the most minor things.
I am far more than simply unsatisfied with life. For a sizeable chunk of time, I completely gave up on expecting anything good out of it. Now though… well, I haven’t the slightest clue what the future might hold, but I’m willing to check it out, at least.
I disappear from Tumblr because I still get stupid jealous splurts and the simplest way to dissolve those feelings is to simply forget about them. Admittedly, it doesn’t solve the problem, and it furthers my extreme distaste of my less-than-competent memory. Along with that, I’ve been seeing an increase of… certain topics that I direly seek to avoid, but cannot deny the truth of what certain people say.
Generally, I just don’t want people to worry about me, partially because I don’t feel I’m worth it, and partially because I don’t want it to look like I’m seeking attention by methods of “woe is me”, so I just close Tumblr and do other things instead. I can confirm, though, that my mood has been noticeably above average lately, due to drawing and eating regularly, and spending lots of snuggle time with my boyfriend.
I appreciate your concern for my well-being… I know it means a lot to me even if I find difficulty in consciously admitting it.
As all that any of us can do, I shall continue to try to be a better person in all regards.
Thank you for this message, Anon-kun~<3
Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
I’ll answer em in the morning.
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Paper pone ate too many pinkie pies.