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@desastreus

D.N. Eden | he/it

Hey Hi Hello

This blog was meant to be my personal one but it also turned into a writeblr and once started out as a dogblr ...

So what is it now? It is my personal and writing blog. There. That's the easiest way to do it I think.

Where do you keep updates on Laika now? Over here: @love-of-my-laika ! (I must admit I keep it barely updated.)

Any other blogs? Yes, actually... @about-the-craft where I hoard posts that motivate me to write or create art in any way

So, who are you? Finally, I'm glad you asked. I am D.N. Eden, but you can just call me Dez :3 . I am a creative being; I am a writer and an artist. (I like to create things in various ways.) My pronouns are he/it . I am agender and transmasc and sometimes a monster and often not really human.

What can I expect from this blog? Uhhh... If I ever get to turn my writing into a regular thing, probably snippets and writing things. I usually reblog a lot of things that I like too. I am an adult and will occasionally post or reblog NSFW content too.

I don't do DNI's , I just block whenever I feel the need to. If you don't like something about me then you should probably block me too.

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"Ride at Dawn" by Marin Majić, 2023. (Whole painting and 2 details.) Mixed media painting. Artist born 1979 in Frankfurt, Germany; studied at the Academy of Visual Arts, in Zagreb, Croatia; lives and works in Brooklyn, NYC.

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The assignment was to draw a UFO

It’s unidentified, it’s possibly flying, and I think there’s a solid argument to be made that it could be an object. So I met the brief

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[Text ID: headline in bold reads, "My mother says kissing a man without a mustache is like eating eggs without salt." A paragraph in normal text underneath reads, "Which is a better way of saying--take the scenic route. Say 'I love you' when it's true. Drive 12 hours just to touch. Buy kumquats because they're called 'kumquats'. Call someone you love a little 'kumquat'. Write letters. Recite poems. Be verklempt. Rise early to hunt the moon. Eat pastries whose names you can't pronounce. Astonish everyone. Haunt everything. Sing, even if poorly. Press the peel for zest. We're nothing but brief bodies. Hearts, fragile as parakeets. Spit, lips, and longing. All we've got is this skin. This necessary salt." -end ID]

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