#doll master

I drew Duke the other day, and today I'm drawing Doll Master. In doing so, I learned that his giant arm form only has three fingers on its giant hand.

I genuinely think this is too much of a coincidence.

From their designs all the way to their powers, I can now safely claim that this is straight up the same person.

Sure thing

"Morning, my little doll." As he opened his walk-in closet's door, Emani swooned at the sight of the dozens of photos of his darling little redhead taped to the wall. Sadly, the numbers haven't grown like they used to ever since... That day, but he doesn't mind. As long as he gets to gaze at his little doll, every cute little position he's in, that's enough to get him through every single day. He glances at one photo taped to the corner of his endearing shrine and caresses his little doll's sleeping face.

He remembers the very day he took that photo. His poor doll didn't get enough sleep last night and fell asleep right during study hall. Emani wasn't just going to let that adorable moment go to waste, he needed to snap just one quick picture to add to his collection. Plus, it was always just so fun to take pictures of his doll when he was unaware, acting so natural, looking so beautiful. They had such a perfect thing going on and yet, someone had to go and RUIN IT!

Emani's eyes trail over to the big black X next to another photo of his doll. If one were to look closely, they could see just a bit of pink hair belonging to the wretched girl who ruined his life! Out of anger, he takes the photo off of the wall and tears it in half, careful to not tear off a piece of his little doll's face before crumpling the other half and tossing it over his shoulder. It felt good, but it wasn't enough, not when she was still out there, poisoning his sweet, innocent mind. With a sigh, Emani kisses his finger and presses it against the last photo he ever took of his doll before grabbing some clothes and heading out of his closet to get ready for the day.

On his way out, Emani's foot brushed against something. Looking down, he finds a headband with glittering fake purple carnations attached. "What's this doing over here?" He picks it up and then goes to put it back in its' rightful place with the many other flower crowns and other adorable accessories. He was hoping his little doll would keep them, maybe look at them every day and be reminded of all the good times they used to spend together, how Emani would always buy such wonderful gifts for him, dote on him like the little prince he is and then one day, he'd come running back and apologize for leaving him on the words of his so-called friend.

But no. No, he just threw them in the trash like they meant nothing and he had to fish them out for five whole minutes!

"... I forgive you, little doll," he whispered.

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