#this was a dooble and then uh

[keeps-ache]

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[doobledabbadoo]

woag, ‘nother anthro htf art dump upon ye!

[onion-morty]

lmao projecting much?

Huh????????¿¿

[insertsomthinawesome]

@priellan COME GET THE BOY!!! ✨

Some different ideas for how that could go down >:D And me picking something personally self indulgent again asdlfjsdLJSDGLDSJG I wanna see him with a Tangled rapunzel length hair braid... it would be so pretty...

[monzterzack]

payphone - maroon five

[bugisbonkerz]

gee…… (scratches back of neck) what a dilemma

[agtavio]

[voreasaurusrex]

Moth and The Flame

The night was quiet. The only sounds to be heard were that of a soft, crackling flame, and distant critters of the night. But they, too, were eventually drowned in the silence. Oleander’s eyes flickered down to the flame before them, watching as it flickered and danced in its containment.

Light danced as waves and rings in the moth’s eyes. Such a small flame would only want to grow, to burn a path, to set itself free. Yet, here it was. Trapped. Stuck. Only to remain in its small glass house. Only getting a taste of freedom when the door was open, just before it was snuffed out. Their wings flickered, opening and closing a couple times. The fire sputtered as they sighed. The sound heaved from their chest, heavy, and tired.

They slowly blinked as they turned to glance behind them. Their wings parted, spreading once more so they could look at them. It was hard to see in the dying light of a candle, but it was impossible to miss the way it shimmered over and poked through the rips in their wings. A faint shadow on the wall only confirmed the silhouette, shredded, and tattered. Tears burned their eyes, and they snapped the appendages shut.

They stared at the the flame once more. With how intense their stare was, one would think that it alone could have stoked the tiny fire once more. But, behind its glass, it remained untouched. Still trapped. And now, slowly dying. They really were one in the same, weren’t they?

Something in their expression shifted.

Oleander’s hand reached for the door on the glass, yanking it open.

Their eyes were wide as they watched the flame rejuvenate, and grow, filling the container as the fresh air breathed its soul back into it. The moth straightened out as the fire grew. They inhaled, filling their lungs for the first time in what felt like hours. Fire, contained or not, was scarily resilient. There were reasons to why so many warnings existed around it. Trapped flames only remained stuck for so long. Either they died, or they broke free.

Oleander looked up, eyes snapping to the moonlit world outside. Perhaps they weren’t so different from that flame, after all.

They only needed the right gust of wind to show up.

[naenaex0xx]

Been thinking about my lil guy recently

[lavenderinmoonlight]

It's me... right before you...

Finished the angst guantlet, made fanart to make myself feel better.

(I did NOT get Fletcher right lmaooooo I tried man- still like it though.)

Bonus dooble: me after finishing Chronus Seven (CURSE YOU ESCAPED)

No but uh, much love, thank you so much, your work is incredible and I very much enjoyed it. Aaaaaaaand I think I will be watching the Matador Gothic one AFTER my break from your angst...

Also working on a dooble for one of Scythe's series- I DIDN'T KNOW I COULD BE A DEMON CAT, THIS IS LITERALLY PERFECT FOR MY SONA-

-🖤🐈‍⬛

[proxy-pages]

Considering this is me that's saying this, this is bound to be inevitable.

If you're still taking dooble suggestions, uh. Orca.

Just a random orca. Interpret that how you want to, because idk what else to say here. Lol

I love orcas hehe

I tried to draw a teeny tiny one from memory for you

Then I thought "Killer Whale sounds like a heavy metal band name" so have this guy

[cotton-candy-918]

Uhhhh I haven't shared some art in a bit sooo uh have this. I'll share more in another post cuz I have a ton of other sketches from the school week (a lot of human Jax lmaooo) so yeh :3

A whiteboard dooble that I have downloaded on my phone (there is more lol) of me and @violetryst :3 love ya sibby <33

[doobledabbadoo]

Pick your Character! (They may or may not die later on. Whoever you choose, their fate is in your hands.)

Bonus content under the cut!

Campfirey Alt:

Work in Progress Pieces:

Bonus Sketch:

Original Screenshot:

[onion-morty]

you and me, we're a facsimile

(or: something almost like comfort but not quite)

[cdroloisms]

j!sam it's a piece of shit but very funny at the same time

he's my eeby oingle dooble. he's got everything wrong with him and runs entirely on copium and bad decisions. trying to talk to him is like negotiating with a brick wall that fucking hates you. he gets through life by looking at the things that haunt him in the dark and going "nuh uh" at them until he ends up drinking himself half to death at 2 in the afternoon. my stupid ass guy

[gwifirusu]

worsties (affectionate) (derogatory)

it’s a pity we never got to see them interact in the games bc i very desperately want to see them working together. i think it’ll be hilarious