#inmxrtalis

IVE BEEN D E A D. College is killing me slowly and midterms and just COLLEGE. KILL ME WHERE I STAND. And refusing to let go to my bby darling dirk i will never leave this bby

Hands: 

Dirk’s hands are small and thin- useful for playing the piano and guitar and for building. His hands are calloused, though, from burning himself on his inventions, healed over blisters from holding his sword and swinging it with precision and strength. Callouses from playing the guitar and scaring up his skin in numerous battles and working on his machines. His nails are short- easier to work since he bites them down from nervous habits.

Chest:

YOU LITTLE JERKBUTT.Dirk's chest is lean and hairless. He's got a raised scar of an alternate of his brother that got insanely jealous and possessive and marked him with his name. David reads across his chest. Since then, though, he has gotten a tattoo there. It's the Heart symbol with circuit-esque lines coming out. He has a bunch of other scars as well, decorating his chest from strifes and battles. His nipples are a little pink color that's darker than his pale skin.

Skin:

Dirk's skin is pale as fuck. You'd think that him being in Texas and in the sun would tan him, but that's jus twhat he wants people to think. In reality, Dirk only goes out to strife and look at the sun. He prefers to work indoors with his music and AC. It's far more comfortable there instead. Dirk blushes. A lot. He's easily flustered, as much as he hates to admit it, and he has light freckles on his cheeks. His skin is soft, but when it comes to his hands, his hands were rough and calloused, scared over.

Legs: