#doodleshrimp

[solsearchingnights]

can only afford a couple commissions a year so im gonna have to make my own fic art. practicing my painting for this and this alone.

[platedpixels]

JIMMY SOLIDARITY…. come back to me jimmy solidarity….

had fun drawing his design of which is of course inspired by @doodleshrimps beautiful design!!

may have added WAYYY too many gradient maps but they ended up working well so !!

[ghcstfish]

happy out of touch thursday I'm still not over them

ac deiiarte ig

art creds doodleshrimps, lar-arts, renjumbo, peregrine5, birddcandle

[biinaberry]

(hiiii i'm @/doodleshrimps, using this blog bc i can't send asks on that account,,) all hail jellie

could i get a sketch of e2! fwhimmy? i miss my scrimblos,,,

They were the lovers to enemies of all time I love two people who instantly fight eachother like rabid dogs

[One jellie vote = one free sketch]

[the-dangerous-mute-lunatic]

Might I request a doodle of some different android GLaDOS designs that you like? (including your own if you want!)

There are SO MANY good GLaDOS designs out there, but here's a handful of them!

Designs from the following users:

@envyq00 @toothpaste-machine @homiwomi @silverstreams @toffi-fi @doodleshrimps @spooders @wachie and myself!

[joifee]

I love me a villian arc and boy does jimmy deserve one even if its just an Au Fanart for @doodleshrimps Bandit au because i love her art and i love this au and damn they all looks so pretty it makes me happy everytime i see it

[serene-sun]

⛦ ℜ𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 ⛦

The best of the best on one post!

@undyingghoul @spacesurfing @of-dragonss @nymphdaphne @lady-jane3 @blanchebees @blxxdymelxdy @pofferpoff @aetherswhxre @jaysflix @yourlocalghouleh @jd-loves-fiction @stressghoul @ghostussy @purlty @his-sweet-vixen @copias-girl @onedaughterofman @the-hole-in-terzos-shoe @ghostchems @iamthecomet @endopyre @forlorn-crows @thatoddgent @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @mitchmatch24 @mochilled @meowsaidmissy @cedar-ghoul @p1nkcanoe @media-nocte @mxsinizter @stainedlilac @umitystarz @copia-in-red @st-danger @miasmaghoul @cosmicsymbols @skywarpie @doodleshrimps

[queseresere]

@doodleshrimps Bandit Jimmy deserves a dress I think.

[chofies12]

At this Point I’m a Jimmy fan blog lol

I’ve fallen in love with too many jimmy AUs, especially ones where he’s the villain. IE Bandit!jimmy Au by @doodleshrimps I like to much, another brain rot I like it too much

This is pics of without text and the lazy as background I made lol

[made-nondescript]

can't use my other account but i'm @/doodleshrimps

i'm here to reclaim the friend ticket

could i get a jimmy solidarity with a pet falcon (in my hc it's basically gregg, big bird) 👉👈

HI FRIEND :D i am no good at drawing birds but i did my best o7 this is a really fun hc!!!

[stainedlilac]

I saw the goobersona trend on Tiktok and wanted to bring it over here so feel free to tag as many people as you want. I'mma just leave a bunch of artists I know here if they wanna participate or pass it on! HERE IS MY GOOBERSONA ALSO MAKE SURE TO USE #GOOBERSONA @kabukiaku @corvusunnx @kristallpoesie @themratts @blanchebees @piaart @ghulehgwen @vanjestic @ghcstcd @dipendancesld @caturrday @beepophobia @nocterish @lorocomonkey @doodleshrimps @p0piaz @aghoulettewithnoname @samperinsamperi @l3owo @tinytinyrat @autumnal-blues @loadingbones @ravenart357 @aethersbanana

[siriannatan]

Ghost of Tumble Town - one shot

Yeah... @doodleshrimps' Bandit AU inspired me to write something about this idea of mine.

Warning, it is a bit sad at the start.

AO3 link for anyone who prefers to read there.

Canon differences (might contain spoilers):

warden wasn't brought to Tumble Town by fWhip,

it killed Jimmy, respawn is not a thing in this au, not for most. Joel and Scott can respawn but that's a god/fae thing and Scott's keeping it a secret,

totems are a thing and can stop you from dying. Very valuable and rare,

Norman and Flick returned as ghosts with Jimmy and the rest of the citizens.

Jimmy missed the hermits' 'visit' while dead/ getting used to being a ghost, not wanting to freak them out.

Scott didn't care how many jabs Joel tossed at him for still visiting Tumble Town even after Jimmy was gone. It wasn't like the 'god' knew Scott was a fae and how distant and foreign concept death was to him. Fae are immortal. He would never die. As long as he had access to magic it is… But that wasn't really death. Not how mortals understood it. A fae without magic just fades away until there are just faint memories of them left. Why Scott was so careful with keeping his real identity a secret? Being known as a weirdo with llamas was better than being known as a powerful fae. Especially with a witch around. As un-witchy as Shubble was it was better to be safe than risk his wings. 

Jimmy, the sheriff was probably the only one who figured him out. Shockingly, considering how dense he was. And didn't treat him any differently. Mostly. He did keep iron away from places Scott would visit in town. Would put his badge away when Scott was around. He did not mind how particular Scott was about specific order of things, and names, and greetings and… and all the fae stuff. Even if Scot never showed him his wings.

Which is probably why he never hid them when visiting Jimmy's grave. It was nothing special. just a mound of mesa sand with a crude cross marking the stop. No one wanted to stick around after the Warden just out of nowhere, seemingly, showed up and wrecked the town. Killing all the citizens and the sheriff. Vanishing without a trace soon after. Only then did the other emperors dare to come and check for survivors. There were none. Not even Jimmy's cats…

It was nearly two months ago. Before the rift business happened. And yet, despite never caring much for mortal races, humans even less than others, Scott found himself coming back again and again. To leave fresh flowers and take away the dry, ruined by howling wind old flowers from the last visit. And quietly tell the silent grave what has happened in the past week. Followed by sitting quietly until the silence and lack of colour drove him almost insane. 

Just to repeat it next week.

And so, Scott sat, his wings covering the grave in pretty colours with the light of the setting sun. Thinking it's about time to go back to Chromia. Not that they couldn't survive one night without him. Owen shouldn't be too much of an issue for some time…

"You brought poppies today…"

A sudden, familiar but impossible voice had Scott jolting to his feet and looking around. No one was on the ground so he looked at the full of holes ruin of Jimmy's house. There, on the roof, sat Jimmy. Looking almost as he did the day he died. But not quite. There was something off. Something unnerving but Scott ignored it. Too happy to see him.

"Jimmy? But you…" if he wasn't a fae and didn't have complete control of his emotions he'd probably crumble down crying. "You said they're your favourites once…"

Jimmy shrugged and jumped down. There was no sound as he landed, and Scott could swear he saw him sink into the ground a little bit. "I got better, I think…" he hummed. There was this weirdly distant quality in his voice. Like he was both here and somewhere else. "You weren't kidding, your wings are really pretty," Jimmy hummed going to touch Scott's wing but… his hand passed right through the fae. "Yeah… still figuring that out…" the sheriff chuckled taking a step back.

Scott didn't need to be told what 'that' was. What Jimmy was now. He did die. And now was back, as a ghost. And not just some ghost. As the blonde idly floated a few inches off the ground, likely forgetting to keep himself on the ground, Scott could see the magic radiating off of him. Cold and dry, neither good nor bad. Death didn't take sides. It just took people away. The good, the bad and all in between. "It's okay. I was a bit lost and overwhelmed when I left fae realms," Scott shook his head, smiling a bit. He was just happy to talk to Jimmy again. "It's good to see you again," he said reaching out to at least try to touch Jimmy's face. 

It worked and he could feel Jimmy's face. It was like cold wax. Not budging in the slightest under his touch. Scott met a few ghosts before settling where Chromia is now but Jimmy was different. Slightly translucent but not at all see-through. And much more present. Most of the other ghosts Scott knew would already forget who he was and move on to different things. Not Jimmy. He was staring at Scott even if his glassy, dead eyes occasionally glanced at the simple grave.

"Must have been a chock with how much you like colours…" Jimmy hummed tearing his eyes off the grave.

"Eh, winter fae's lands are always covered in snow, all in shades of white and grey with some green at best," Scott shrugged making a bit of snow whirling in one hand. "How are you feeling?" he asked letting it disperse. "We saw the aftermath… it was even worse than now…"

Jimmy shrugged, forcing himself to the ground. "I saw it, I think… the just after is a bit fuzzy, I was being pulled away but… something kept me here… It felt like the after is not meant to me for some reason…" he hummed walking out into the ruined town. Slowly more and more ghosts appeared, greeting their sheriff as if they were not all dead. "Like this was the end and there was nothing more…" he carried on talking as Scott silently followed. Watching the ghosts clean up the rubble.

The biggest shock was when two cats ran out of the sheriff's home, through a solid wall, and meowed, in that distant ghostly undertone. Rubbing against Scott's legs. They always liked him. Part of being a fae is being loved by all animals. Alive or dead, it turns out.

"Should I tell others you're…back or give you some more time to settle back into things?" he asked glancing at the sun. It was getting really low. Maybe he could stay the night now that the sheriff was back in town?

"Maybe wait a few days? Until this place isn't as much of a mess?" Jimmy grimaced stopping in front of the bank. It was pretty ruined, but, shockingly, nothing that was inside when the Warden attacked was missing. Scott heard some of the other emperors whisper about the place being cursed. "You can stay the night… if you don't mind all the ghosts…" Jimmy offered saving Scott asking.

"I don't mind," Scott grinned. "It's still the same Tumble Town, and it's not like I can die anyway," he shrugged as a dead bird flopped right next to him.

They were silent for a second, staring as the ghost of the bird left the body and dodged the ghostly cats that wasted no time pouncing at it. And laughed as it flew to a tree. They probably should have been worried about it but at the moment watching Norman and Flick chase it was funny. And fae had a rather unique sense of humour anyway and found dead birds very amusing even when they didn't leave ghosts behind.

[jam-showtoonz]

So I’m drawing @doodleshrimps Bandit au Jimmy

This is the sketch so far! Personally I like how it looks, so I thought I’d share it!

I honestly love this au! And I can’t wait to see more of it!

[solsearchingnights]

Coming Late 2023: Desert Rose Agate

An Empires S2 fic, featuring The Sheriff, the King of Gobland, and the King of Chromia.

They knew it was going to be a risk, jumping into another world, branching from the Empires seed. But after everything they'd done, the literal demons they'd fought and the friendships they'd strengthened for lifetimes, what was one more leap into the unknown?

But maybe there was something wrong here. Maybe they should know better than to trust fate to let them have peace. Maybe there are things about themselves that are ugly and cruel and have stayed buried- until now.

art by the incredible @doodleshrimps (seriously so nice to work with, go commission her)

Below the cut is the prologue. Just a short bit that will be the only snippet I share until it starts releasing.

Prologue

Scott was familiar with picking new worlds. There was an art to it, matching a newly branched server to your group, your needs. Especially when you got this deep into the root system of world generation. The limitations of the server’s code capacity, types of natural magic it hosted, and calculating its longevity when players start siphoning resources, were all part of the long nights Scott had spent combing for perfect worlds.

“And you’re sure it’s stable?” It must have been the fourth time he’d asked.

fWhip, thankfully, understood his hesitance. “Yessir. Look, check the lineage. Recognize any of the parent worlds?” He bounced on his toes, too excited to be put off by Scott’s hesitance.

Scott had noticed. It made him more nervous than he wanted to admit. “I wouldn’t call that a good precedent for a stable world.” He pointed into the hologram. “And there’s some cross lineage with the 20w14 line. Does that not worry you?”

Eyes rolled. “It’s an old root. You’d be hard pressed to find anything in this side of the systems that wasn’t connected in some way.”

“But it’s almost as close as the Empires node. If we’re letting that take credit for the ruleset, you don’t think anything else might link in?” Scott wrapped his arms over his chest. It was more of a self-soothe, than a show of confidence. 

“The Hermitcraft line is just as close, and intersects with 20w14 more than this one does. They’ve had no issues with it.” fWhip made a good point.

Sparks danced over his arm as Scott’s fingers dug in.“I just don’t feel like having another demon sibling, quite like last time. I hope you understand my worry.”

fWhip nodded, settling down just a little. “I know this is a big ask. And you don’t have to sign on this time. Hell, I don’t know if anyone outside of Pix and Sausage are on board yet. I haven’t asked.” He reached out a hand, asking for permission.

Scott stepped into the touch and reached out to hug fWhip in return.

“But there’s one more thing that I think you need to see before you turn me down.” With his free hand, fWhip moved the projection, pulling up the live code of the world in question. “This. I’ve had it checked over by a dozen people, including Gem got me in touch with Doc, so that means the Hivemind has looked it over.”

The code in question was inactive, but Scott saw the player checks running every second or so. It was looking for someone to attach to. “Immersion code? That’s exactly like Empires, fWhip.” The code that bled to magic, letting players genuinely live as citizens of the natural world. It’s how Lizzie and Jimmy had been ancient, and Pixlriffs had inherited a kingdom with a religion that knew him by name. How Scott’s own death had been part of prophecy.

fWhip rubbed Scott’s arm and smiled encouragement. “Not exactly. There’s more. See these lines?” He pulled out a section to examine. “It’s the intensity modifier. This world had a code mutation and we can change the modifier individually.”

“Individually?” Scott took the hologram from fWhip to examine closer. “Like, on a player-by-player basis?”

“Yes!” fWhip’s eyes sparkled. “If you don’t want to get lost in the world, you can dial it back, let yourself be aware.”

“How would that even…” Scott was in awe. “How will that even work, if some people are ingrained in the place for millennia and others just drop in?”

“Probably much the same as normal. The biggest difference is gonna be that you can choose to know it’s not your native world.” He pointed a thumb at his own chest. “I’m gonna be somewhere in the middle, so I can be pulled out if something goes wrong with the maintenance. And Pix is going to just be a little written in. He wants to keep up with his journalism out here at the same time.”

Scott hummed, weighing his options. “So, in theory, if things start to go really wrong, you’ll be able to pull us out?” His arm around fWhip’s shoulder tightened. “Before I kill myself, thinking it’s the only way to protect the rest of you idiots?”

“I won’t promise it, but I’m pretty sure we can do that. It’s a risk, but it’s a hell of a lot safer than last time.”

With a heavy sigh, Scott waved his hand to reset the projection. “Why are we even doing this? These things always end in trauma and disaster.” The words rang hollow. He could feel the pull of the world.

“Because we’re players. It’s what we do.” fWhip zoomed out the projection, showing a larger piece of the server network. “Dogs bark, hippos crush, and players cultivate world generations.”

He knew his friend was right. “If I agree, I think–” He ran a hand through his hair. “I think I’d still want to do full immersion. I’ll talk with Jimmy, if this is even a good idea.” He stared across the small room, tracing woodgrain along the walls with his eyes, trying to find confidence in his words. “But I trust you, and Pix, and anyone else who’s only partially in. If I’m gonna get involved, I might as well get the full experience.”

fWhip made a small, confused sound. “Even after last time? I thought you’d be all for keeping a distance from the integration.”

“Handsome,” Scott pulled away from the one-armed hug but smiled at fWhip, “what’s the point in being a player if I can’t play? And last time wasn’t all bad. There was enough good things to be almost worthwhile.”

“If you’re sure.” fWhip grinned. “Talk to Jimmy. I’ll send you this info so you can fill him in. And I’ll see you both in a month for the launch.”

Scott laughed, knowing fWhip’s confidence was well founded. He was absolutely sure that he and Jimmy would be there. And Scott couldn’t wait to fall in love with a new world.

[doodleshrimps]

Your Bandit Sheriff AU might have inspired me to finally write something for a certain AU I came up with ages ago... Good job :}

i'm happy you were insèired by my work!!!

If anyone else wants to check their work, here's the link!!!

[unkn0wnnn06]

VILLAIN JIMMY COSPLAY WOO!!

He may have absolutely failed at being evil but I still love him. He’s like a wet cat of a villain.

(FAKE GUN)

The scar idea was inspired by Doodleshrimps cus I saw their design for villain Jimmy where he had a massive scar on his face from where Gem killed him so I thought I’d do a scar in my cosplay, it’s a bit different tho, placement wise.

(For some reason it’s not letting me link the art, I have no clue why)