Made this for my dialogue journal earlier, couldn't post earlier because I was rushing out the door.
Also, I am debating using this as a icon.
Made this for my dialogue journal earlier, couldn't post earlier because I was rushing out the door.
Also, I am debating using this as a icon.
Enjoying a nice weather on my terrace.
Combine a hot espresso with steamed sweet potato. Also featuring blooming white orchid.
#coffee #espresso #doppio #coffeeoftheday #cafexperiment #orchid
As I said before. The winner is my espresso machine. My pillow lose.
#coffee #espresso #doppio #latenight #latenightcoffee #midnight #midnightcoffee
Lupa belum ngopi hari ini. Jangan lupa doppio 3 kali sehari geees
Modern AU where Doppio keeps diaries that keep disappearing (read: Diavolo keeps destroying them bc he's paranoid that they're a security risk) up until he's writing about how he has a crush on his Boss (read: Diavolo is like 'we share the same damn body I don't think we can fuck conventionally-' but holy fuck he feels the same)
Also out of boredom Doppio adds enough stickers that there's no disernible theme. Diavolo nearly blinds himself because Doppio added a fuckton of glittery/reflective/iridescent stickers to one page.
I have been dialogue journaling, and I gave myself a challenge of drawing on the little slips of diary paper I got in my diary kit and my Jelly rolls.
Also stickers.
(Doppio I know you commited crimes but bby you are my anGEL-)
Yeah, having to lay three whole egg and having to be in thrall to siren song the whole time has some... interesting side effects, as harpy!Diavolo is finding out the hard way...
Have these sketches before I get some prework rest, hopefully I can bang out a picture before work but we'll see. 
On the subject of the domestic reader fic, I should write about how reader meets siren!Doppio and harpy!Diavolo; the basic premise is that reader inherits a house in the forest from thier troubled uncle, and then Doppio and Diavolo just... show up and refused to leave.
Anyway, reader is stuck with these feathery bastards for better or worse. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[These past few weeks felt too unbelievable and too fast for Diavolo- but right here, right now, time seemed to slow to a crawl. Doppio was asleep, his head against his swollen stomach; Diavolo had remembered the siren was singing softly, probably falling asleep to the sound of the child's heartbeat. 'He's probably been through this before.' Diavolo thought, starting to doze off as he tunelessly hummed to himself.]
Have some Monster Forest!AU DiaDop fluff while I try to navigate Mt. Moon with a fish in my party on Pure Green. (Listen, ¥500/$3.22 for a fish is a good investment-)
Maybe y'all get more fluff later?