Dodtt🔞
@dodtt.bsky.social
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28 yrs old, both sfw and nsfw content. MINORS DNI. Mostly doodles of a snarky middle aged dude and his oversized younger himbo husband. If any sort of adult age gap makes you uncomfortable, best you DNI. Sometimes I draw other dudes too!
![Brightly coloured page of panels of different sizes with the text "are we flirting?" running behind them. Two men, one blond and bearded, the other with messy black hair and red eyes, are sitting close to each other with drinks in hand. "Not just for that night. For everything. You've done a lot for us that you didn't have to. I feel like I need to... repay you." Blond man: [His skin is so cold, but so soft. It's nothing like a cadaver.] (Smiling) "Yeah? Repay me how?" Other man: "However you want."](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:s2ajhctnddbfjwebtjushib6/bafkreifsbx7e5bocjc3hypj755a6gbo6fgezivf3jagaegi5xe3otvzhsm)
![One half of a pair of splash pages. Posed abstractly over a cityscape in sunset colours, Ashley wears his club outfit, portrayed in full colour; an unbuttoned plain yellow short-sleeve shirt, worn open over his hairy chest and torso, with a pair of plain light blue linen shorts, plus orange slip-on shoes and a pink waist bag worn as a cross-body pouch. Caught mid-jog with a nervous expression and phone in his hand, he says, “What do you mean my driver is twenty minutes away?? Should I just drive myself-? But then I can’t drink… And I’m not catching a bus in this! I’ve been out of the game so long I forgot how it all works - I can’t believe I’m gonna be late after I flaked last time! Nooo…” At the same time, Lake gets a notification on his (cracked, gamer wallpaper) phone screen that it’s 6:30 PM - sunset. Lake rushes out the front doors saying “Bye! Thanks for the help!” before Sorrel and Heliotrope can stop him. Sorrel, holding a necktie: “Wait! You didn’t let us see how-” [Slam] Sorrel leans against the wall and Heliotrope leans against the stair railing. She is now wearing the Akatsuki robe over her clothes. Heliotrope: “He’s lucky that the first time they met, I died. It can only go up from here.” Sorrel: “No fooling.” He turns to her with a smile. “Wanna have a dress-up of our own, then?” Heliotrope, enunciating, flopping the too-large sleeves: “I thought you’d never ask!”](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:s2ajhctnddbfjwebtjushib6/bafkreia74b7a6dzuqv7dr37srm5l5em4lminf7i6r7rnupdquo5fdc3y34)
