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filbert folklore
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Villager practice
#delatoid#animal crossing#ssshhh this is for a Secret Project =)#ok tagging time UGH#tangy#ankha#(oh the pain of being an ankha fan)#cheri#soleil#nan#marina#rocket#sylvia#francine#chrissy#coco#marshal#filbert#static#camofrog#scoot#chadder#bam#kevin#pietro#cranston#cube#gaston
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(╹◡╹)♡
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Mr. Lawrence🎀💖🌸🦩
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i literally weep every time i look at this picture
#he’s so adorable#i love him so much#spongebob squarepants#sheldon plankton#plankton#filbert#mr lawrence#doug lawrence
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||New Girl||
(This one may be in multiple pieces so bear with me lol.)
*Unmarried, set in 1999, putting a TW now in case I split this up into multiple parts lol, but Smut, language, 18+, bj, ah hell everything dirty.*
A new work environment, cool building, cool people, now adding quiet, self kept you. You’ve been looking forward to this job for years and now it’s finally here, and you’re in it.
Your position is supervising animator, being placed in a small office, big enough for you to work in. You spin around in your chair, brainstorming ideas to help make this place feel like you. You turn on a low volume radio, your ears being met with the melodic sounds of Elton John, taking posters of your own work and hanging them up, scattering them about throughout the office.
“Knock knock, (y/n). Got time for a small chat?” Your boss says, an enthusiastic smile on his face as he shimmy’s his way inside your office. “Place is looking good, by the way. Anywho, the voice actors for SpongeBob are just outside, they wanted to pop in, say hello, get to know ya better!” He says as you dust yourself off.
“Why, sure! I’d love to say hi.” You respond, walking outside your office, your boss behind you. There, beside your office, all 6 of them stand, looking back at you.
“(Y/N), this is Tom Kenny, Clancy Brown, Bill Fagerbakke, Rodger Bumpass, Carolyn Lawrence, and finally, Doug Lawrence.”
Doug.
His aura, ethereal in a sort of way that drew your attention.
They all look at you, nothing but smiles, ‘hellos’ and ‘nice to meet you’. It makes you feel more and more welcome. “Thanks guys, it’s really nice to meet you all too. I’m so glad to be here.” You respond. You all chat for a bit, getting to know them each a little bit before ultimately departing as you head back inside your office.
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The hours go by as you’ve been working tirelessly on animation panels and posters, making sure each one has delicate details. Pleased with your hard work, you stack everything up neatly on your desk, leaning back into your chair with contentment, your brain studying everything you’ve done in your day, but somehow..somehow ending up thinking about Doug. What was it about him?
You gather your belongs, throwing your crossbody bag on before exiting your office, following the door behind you. A few people are left, quietly talking amongst themselves as you head for the nearest exit, eagerly waiting to get home for dinner and a warm bath.
Stepping outside feels like utter bliss, the crisp cool air of the evening, the sun almost gone. “Hey, (Y/N)!” A voice from behind you says as you spin around to see him.
Doug.
His loose black button up catching small hits of the breeze, his wallet and keys resting in one hand, the other sitting lazily in his pocket.
“Ah, hello Doug! Nice to see you again.” You respond, feeling a bit flustered at his sudden appearance.
“Headed home?” He asks, a look of curiosity on his face as he lets out a sigh of pent up air.
“Oh, yes. I’m headed home. Gotta be well rested and relaxed for my busy week ahead.” You say, laughing nervously, clutching your bag in your hands tightly.
“Want a lift?” Doug asks, gesturing to his car a few feet away.
“Oh, it’s okay. I only live a block and a half away. I can walk. I don’t want to be a bother.” You say, shaking your hand in front of you, showing your decline to his offer.
“Oh, please. I insist. It’s dangerous nowadays, you shouldn’t walk home alone.” Doug insists, taking you by your hand gently, ushering you to his vehicle.
“That’s very kind of you, Doug, but you seriously don’t have to. I’m tough, I can handle things pretty well.” You say as you watch Doug unlock the driver side door, before rushing to your side, opening the door for you.
“No no. I’ll take you home. No problems or bothers here.” His responses are so sweet and kind, it makes your head feel light at some points.
“You’re a doll. Thank you.” You say, finally giving into his kind gesture, sitting down in his passenger seat as he closes the door. Looking around, it’s not much. A coffee cup from a diner you didn’t recognize, a few receipts here and there, two loose car fresheners, and a few loose button ups in his back seat.
“Sorry about the slight mess. It’s coffee, work, after-work meetings, going to the grocery store if need be, and then home. I kinda just toss things here and there.” Doug says nervously, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.
“Nah, it’s okay! You should see my apartment.” You respond, twiddling the buttons on your bag, the fabric of your bell bottoms clinging to your thighs as your gaze lands on your lap.
“So, like the studio so far?” Doug asks, his eyes fixated on the road, the reflection of the yellow lines faint in his glasses.
“I love it. I really feel like myself when I’m there. I feel like I can be open.” You say, a small smile creeping onto your face.
“I’m so glad you feel that way. I love my job, it never gets old seeing the joy and laughter I give to people simply by using a voice.” Doug responds, before pulling into your driveway.
“Thanks for the ride home Doug, I really appreciate it. Would you like to come inside? I plan on making dinner, you wouldn’t have to go out of your way to stop somewhere tonight.” You offer, exiting the car cautiously, gently but firmly closing the door.
“I’d love to. You’re too kind, (Y/N).” Doug responds, a light hearted smile on his face as he too exits his car, locking it as he follows you to the front door. You turn to him after unlocking the door, a warm, gentle smile protruding from your face.
“I think we’re gonna get along just fine, you and I.”
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to be continued..
Let me know if you want something crazy to happen in part 2. I know some of you do. ;) 🤍
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this might be the only photo we have of doug wearing short sleeves....
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Hes just such a fun lil guy :]✨
#artists on tumblr#falco#art#beginner artist#Fanart#bugsnax#bugsnak#filbo#filbo fiddlepie#filbert#Bugsnax#Filbo#bugsnax grumpus#bugsnax fanart#Bugsnax Filbo#Bugsnax Filbo Fiddle Pie#Filbo Fiddle Pie
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You wouldn't think it, but squirrel fights can be pretty savage.
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that time i made a filbert candle and burned him
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late bday drawing! filbert just wants to hang out with his buds~
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the gang showing off their costumes! bonus page with cj and flick antics
#HI its been a long while here#i cant really promise regular activity here but i did find the time and energy to make a lil comic with the gang#i think today marks exactly 2 years since my last post lol#ask bucko#animal crossing#new horizons#ask blog#acnh#ac#filbert#purrl#doc#pungy!#cj#flick#comic#munart
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Filbert
#originals#stimboard#age regression#age regressor#sfw#sfw blog#animal crossing#filbert#slime#clear slime#glitter#books#notebooks#fabric#food#irl food#marshmallows#churros#nuts#blue#white#brown#orange#green#dark brown#hands //#bright colors //#flashing //#holes //
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🫣🫣
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yess i did spend 20 dollars on a game ill play for ten hours straight and then never play again but i really like the completed version of acpc
also i am always open to getting player cards :p
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