#jakebark

[jakebark]

200 Follower Event!

I recently hit 200 followers and I wanted to thank you guys with a mini-event... Howl's rewarded Jake with some nice alcohol, and Jake's not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. If it bites him in the ass, well, at least he'll be drunk.

Of course, he's got enough to share... or use as a handy bargaining chip. And if you want to ask a tipsy Jake anything--well, now's your chance! Send an ask or let me know if you want a starter~

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“Oh nonononono-“

OOC: he’s having war flashbacks LMFAO

art on the right done by @jakebark for the summer event last year!!

[drowsy-dreamwalker]

happy birthday quentin!! noes2010 released today so i like pretending its his birthday <3 i hope you guys enjoy this piece and i decided to draw some of his friends celebrating with him cause last years birthday piece had him alone LOL no but for real thank you to everyone whos wanted to interact with me i appreciate so much <3 i couldnt fit everyone in here cause theres A LOT but to those who i could fit in i hope you dont mind ;; <3

[cursed-legacy]

So instead of doing replies or anything I've been hyper fixated on fusing Kazan with other muses:

Simón from @punkrock-pitviper

Jake from @jakebark

Elf from @ask-the-dweets

[ask-the-boogeyman]

The private rooms were a good way to get away from the noise and the people. Jake was well aware of their intended purpose, but—well, they made a great place for someone trying to keep their head down for once.

It was on opening the door to one of these private rooms was he greeted with a slightly grisly scene; blood, torn clothing. Jake made a face, but he recalled seeing—who was it, Myers?—leaving this way with remarkably less clothing and, well, his interest was piqued, especially by the dress jacket that had been abandoned. Unable to resist the curiosity, he picked it up, digging through its inner pockets and—jackpot.

A phone? He blinked. He hadn’t seen anything like this in a while, and certainly didn’t expect it to work when he clicked on the power button. It wasn’t even locked. Jake stared down at it, before he cracked a little grin. Now wasn’t this a nice surprise. Wonder if there would be anything worth anything on here… ( @jakebark )

He should have gone and taken the jacket, but in truth, he did not expect anyone to go and riffle through things. The looks he gains from being essentially bare-chested, fresh wounds and old wounds on display to the world have begun to grow annoying. It only took a good ten minutes or so after Danny had escorted him from the room for him to realize his phone was also missing. Double-checking his pants pockets, there is a grumble deep in his throat before the large killer silently heads back toward the room to fetch his phone and the ruined jacket. It may be ruined, but at the very least it will cover him a bit more.

Each step lingers like death making its approach to the curtain call, each footfall as silent as one's last breath. By the time he reaches the room, he rips open the curtains and finds... Someone here. Not only that but with his phone in hand.

There is little hesitation as he unclips the halligan and IMMEDIATELY goes for a swing at the man's head. It's not close enough to actually hit the other, but purposely scare him off of the phone, and run. Whatever the other has seen, it boils his blood bigger than the last person who had managed to make him this enraged. The halligan isn't stopped, if the man scurries off, which the Shape is certain he will, the next few swings will miss as well.

He is going to get the phone back, and this trespasser of his personal information? He is going to learn exactly why you do not anger this particular killer when you are trapped for Eternity and death is far from an escape.

@jakebark

[alchemist-of-blight-a]

@jakebark​

Oh, Talbot wanted to get his hands on this one for quite some time now.

How utterly blessed he was to be able to find his little remote camp that was entirely within the confines of another Entity’s Fog.

Talbot was quick to draw the campfire from a distance, being that this strange Jake Park kept some of his more, ‘wolfish’ characteristics from a glance. Inhuman yellow eyes, sharp canines, and a distinct musk. No doubt other attributes were passed on as he transformed from wolf to a human again.

Like a stronger sense of smell Talbot hypothesized, although that remained to be observed better to be more cautious than normal to see how this Jake did in ‘the wild’ so to say.

[ask-the-scrapper]

Might be a little addicted to cowboys right now. So I drew @ask-the-dweets 's Paisley and David. 8] Also bonus @jakebark​

[ask-the-dweets]

Little something for @jakebark for designing some winter outfits for the boys!

Of course he wouldn't give me any ideas for what to draw so I chose gays, furry edition. I'd been itching to draw anthro deer Fancy for a while now and I finally had an excuse!