we collected alot of our favorite work from the last few years to share, and more can be found here (we mainly post-post on bluesky) or on this very blog, which has a lot of detailed thoughts and exclusive things ♥️

here's a big sample of a lot of our favorite and mostly recent work from the last few years, names of every piece in alt text if you would like to find them and look closer ♥️

we make abstract dense, detailed digital art collages and whatnot, mostly for ourselves but also some commissions♥️

thank you sm

You Hit Me Like A... • odd foxes lyrics (5/? - whiplash) | oc band stuff

You hit me like a car crash, Moved my spine like whiplash, Smacked my head on the dash, Didn’t think about the aftermath, Or the cuts left by the rain of glass, You wanted the pain to last, And my world ends, fast.

I’m in abject misery, You played my insecurity, Ruffled my vulnerability, And told my self-esteem To go about it’s day, Then hid my dream And said that I’d be a-okay (a-oh-kay!).

Heartache’s been dulling me, Headache’s been killing me, I can’t move for bright lights, Sparkling through dark nights, Like headlights in the distance But despite all my resistance, I was the deer in your car’s eyes.

You hit me like a car crash, Moved my spine like whiplash, Smacked my head on the dash, Didn’t think about the aftermath, Or the cuts left by the rain of glass, You wanted the pain to last, And my world ends, fast.

I’m in abject agony, You tore up my anatomy, Dosed me with flattery, And told my heart To keep its pace with you, Then consulted my chart, And said that I’d be good as new (good as new!).

Heartache’s been dulling me, Headache’s been killing me, I can’t move for bright lights, Sparkling through dark nights, Like headlights in the distance But despite all my resistance, I was the deer in your car’s eyes.

You hit me like a car crash, Moved my spine like whiplash, Smacked my head on the dash, Didn’t think about the aftermath, Or the cuts left by the rain of glass, You wanted the pain to last, And my world ends, fast.

Loose Uvulas in Smoldering Lavender and Orange Peel (2025)

wall with a fear painted on. wiped clean but forever remembered with burned in words of terror and loss of self. precipice of a cliff where sleep will be the drop that kills. ending everything where it all started because a cliche never misses a chance to shine like a headlight on a misty eyed windshield. back into a hold over and over again starting and ending almost exactly the same every morning and night to show normalcy despite everything surrounding it plummeting over and over in an endless torrent of debris and fear and fear and fear and so much ash. long since burnt out and disintegrated by wind and collected in a jar for no reason other than proof that there was a fire that was long since put out. if you ever forget the fire there will be nothing to return to. a body without a soul, a core with nothing to surround it. everything predicated on a quiet stark cold yellow fire that burns in rectangles and sears just the soul, eyes and heart. snapping it all in two to prove how fragile and broken everything is, there's no way to return where it all started and if you tried you would fall until you couldn't anymore. nothing left to do but the work laid out before you, production for the sake of it, art made to fall and break in accidents but the performance is the end of everything, accident is the art, is the artist, but if you point it out or show that it's broken that's not the point of the piece. peace is maintained by never acknowledging that it's been broken since it's first display, the piece is defined by unspoken words and through it, it's destruction is a silent love song that reminds you that fire and gravity are a constant of what love is. fear. with comfort and warmth in your core. fire. overlong and overdue with love.

finished the playlist we started working on way back in like march that we planned to finish in like april lol -- life happens.

u can find our playlist here:

and u can find our previous playlists with our hand made covers here:

The Margins Between Digits On An Alarm Clock (2024)

Leafmold Layers of Flesh: VOLUME 2 - Carrion Illuminating a Carved Path (2024)

Sieve for Regular Time in Irregular Rosemary Moonflecks (2025)

enjoy the playlist, take ur time with the art (which has some detail and musing below the cut), we have a ko-fi but its bad so no worries. have a good day ♥️

wishfully thinking it's 5am, nauseated on giving it all up again. (2025)

hi, new playlist, new poem*, arts hard sometimes. dont have too much to say about this one, but the music is really good. we're just trying to shake off the rust, needed to get something together for this tho. we gotta adjust our workflow some in the future since things have felt samey. new icon art soon too btw.

heres the playlist:

and u can find our previous playlists with our hand made covers here:

The Margins Between Digits On An Alarm Clock (2024)

Leafmold Layers of Flesh: VOLUME 2 - Carrion Illuminating a Carved Path (2024)

Sieve for Regular Time in Irregular Rosemary Moonflecks (2025)

Loose Uvulas in Smoldering Lavender and Orange Peel (2025)

*the poem was too long for tumblr so i put it in the image and split the text for both poems across the two, for the plain text version of the poem just look there.

Mixed Vegetables

just a song stuck in my head lately. had a seizure in my sleep this morning and been feeling pretty out of it so decided to make some art. haven't done a lyricspost in a minute, felt like this tragic & pretty album would work. other text is from river's edge by kyoko okazaki.

ko-fi (its in slight disarray)

some extra rambles and some other parts of the collage isolated below the cut. be kind.