#manic scribblings/doodlings

[indolenceinck]

Manic Scribblings Cont....

[dreamland-dweller]

school doodles from today because i started manically scribbling the jamface guy for absolutely no reason

ignore the inconsistencies i looked up a reference after the first few drawings

and will wood's there too i guess

closeups under the cut

jamface can't tell his lefts and rights apart it's canon now because i said so

[object-vault-9]

Had a dream about the blog where you posted several alt designs of the vault members with the caption "if [x] character died early" (I think their name was marmalade? In the dream it was like oh yeah marmalade we all know that guy) I don't remember all the designs (although I do know several of them were vaguely steampunk for some reason) but I remember the changes to Shovel and Spade

Apparently the potential death of this marmalade guy would've caused spade to survive??? Idk but the only change to his design was that he had a beige bandana instead of a rainbow one (which implies that marmalade's death would've made him homophobic/j)

Also shovel had this wig(? I'm not sure what else it could be) I don't remember the details but I know it was like "shoulder" length and had 2 little parts on the side which came up really sharply and unnaturally. It was also the same exact color as her body with no outline whatsoever which was very confusing since she didn't really look like a shovel anymore. She also had her eyes scribbled out and this big manic grin. I think the implication was that she went insane (spade also looked a lot more nervous and hesitant in his art, so that would definitely cause that lol) which would most likely never happen but it was neat to see

Sorry for the massive ask lol I just thought I'd share this :)

RIP Marmalade, who died for our sins This is a wild read though, its really interesting to see that people are starting to have dreams about these characters ! I felt like doodling the visuals a little haha, though I did lessen a little of Shovel's because I don't want to portray anything too insensitive or sterotypical. This Wig shovel is just...really stressed out. Early midlife crisis? /nsrs

It would be nice to have Spade back, homophobic and all /lh But I wouldn't trade Shovel's state of mind for it, she's struggling with stress and grief a lot already. Thank you for sharing !

[the-haunted-prince-au]

Just to see how much my art had improved I redrew the chapter 1 image and WOW

You only notice you improve when you look back on your older art huh?

Some rambles about the various differences/improvements under the cut

Noticable difference #1: the mirror is round now cuz I'm 90% sure that old fancy Victorian esc vanity mirrors aren't square and that the square ones are more modern

Noticable difference #2: EVEN MORE UNHINGED THAN BEFORE- I feel like the old one didn't justify how unhinged Snatcher is as a character especially since he has a more expressive face now so I made the eyes twitchier and made that grin as WIDE as possible (specifically using the Disassembly Drones From Murder Drones as a reference point on how far it should go across the face) that plus adding what I refer to as stress lines near his left eye and mouth really sell the manic glee on his face

Noticable difference 3#: when you point a flashlight at a cat its pupils change color why am bringing this up? because I made his pupils reflect a lighter gold instead of the typical normal black once again to sell the unhinged vibes (and also because let's face it the cryptid creature tendencies never go away including weird physical traits that scare the shit out of Vannesa)

Noticable difference #4: the background felt too plain so I just added some little doodles that hint to Snatcher as well as drew a purple crown as opposed to a gold one to hammer in that this isn't the prince that everyone knows and loves (it's an emo pool noodle-)

Fun fact the scribbled out background is literally just a decently cropped image of outside of Snatchers tree

This took exactly 9 layers and I'm really proud of it

But due to the amount of layers i will share some cursed imagery

Yeah

On a better note here's the shading layers to help explain/give more detail on my shading process

I had a lot of fun with this and it really goes to show how much improvement can come out of just a few months!

@return-of-the-queen-au

[just-a-floofy-catt]

FIZZY!! ^^

I scribbled this manic page spread while watching the newest ep XD

And heres a lil school doodle i did from memory

(These are from a week or so ago btw nearer to when the ep came out)

[sir-tarhos-et-compagna]

from across the fog a large portal opens, the insides comparable to a kaleidoscope you could find at any self respecting tourist trap. Out of said portal scampers what looks to be a blue imp that smells of cheap synthetic strawberry perfume and crayon wax. Heaving and panting like a feral dog, it stops before the Hungarian homie before smiling manically. Shark like teeth, sickly green in a similar hue as the magic that summons each of his guards. Their crazed eyes meet what they assume is his, really they’re just staring up at his armored head while holding a piece of paper.

“I DOODLED YOU SOMETHING AND I HAVE A QUESTION”

Before he could properly respond they quickly hold up a sheet of printer paper and what looks to be figured scribbled in…black crayon.

“Hypothetically if I were to make more of these in exchange for going on a date with one of your guards, how many would I have to make?!”

they look insane but determined

"Ah, fellow artist of this Pandaemonium... What a remarkable feat... rarely I wouldst smile... But this is something so pure and warm it couldst burn entire kingdoms to dust. I thank thee. And... I assume thou shalt uh... spend thy time with any of my faithful outside of trials and their duty. Just, please, one more work of art to feed pleasant thoughts..."

[ukkosfox]

Hyvää and greetings!

I'm Ukkos fox, let loose on this site. Maybe I'll decorate this den with art and sophisticated doodles in honour of the deities and spirits. Or I might drag objects from the outside, use them in 🕯 occult rituals 🕯 (cackles manically in foxy puffs), and scribble the results on the walls. We shall see...

About me

I am an adult male of mixed Swedish 🇸🇪 and Finnish 🇫🇮 extraction. Grandma was a war child sent to Sweden during WW2. She never regained fluency in the finnish language but was able to reunite with her family in her later years. I have yet to meet them.

My ancestors probably weep at the fact that I'm gay and hence won't spread my genes further than a sock. But I'm happily married and flourishing.

I'm a practicing neopagan and focusing on the Finnish Pantheon. I am not a reconstructionist mind you.

...Oh, and I don't speak finnish apart from the basics.

[bread--quest]

[ID: The first image is two notebook pages with pencil doodles in them. The pencil doodles have been traced over digitally in places, erased in other places, and the handwritten text has been replaced with typed text in places. The doodles are all simplistic and entirely lineart, in a variety of colors. The second image is entirely digital doodles, with one photo of a drawing from the actual notebook. They are broken up into "days". The main person in the drawings is Sonder, who is a person with short curly hair and large round glasses. Details of the drawing are under the cut. End ID.]

ogh god these are So Big. click for quality please i am begging.

anyway i went to a very fun young writers camp last week and i did a fun little doodle diary thing!! and then i digitized it...weirdly. its my first time doing art journaling be nice to me

detailed id/transcript under cut because this is Beeg

Day 1: A pencil drawing of a girl with long, dark hair and dark eyes, labeled "little cousin :( wish we'd had longer to talk!" / A person with long curly hair floats behind Sonder and says with a solemn expression "They wouldn't have to worry about flooding if they were on a big hill." Sonder, reaching for a doorknob, says "yea". The person adds "Big hill wins everytime." / Sonder, with a slightly manically delighted expression, says "omg you hate us back??" Another person, with short, swoopy hair, says with a look of confusion and distaste "yeah you cheat at sports".

Day 2: A small drawing of a nondescript figure with a neutral expression, with lines all around them indicating a shaking feeling. Text scattered around it says "one of those days where i feel like - if i stop too long to think - it won't be good" / A brown line curling over itself, labeled "only benefit of the heat: my curls are curlier" / A colored drawing of garlic bread, captioned "everyone eats too fast, so i eat alone (except for the counselors). at least the garlic bread is good"/ Someone's hand over their mouth, surrounded by dark scribbles and the text "ah. there it is". it is captioned "Air Quality Alert. Breathe easy! You're in Maine."

Day 3: A colored drawing of a Dunkin Donuts cup, captioned "truly everyone here runs on dunkin" / a rough sketch of four people sitting around a table, smiling and gesturing to each other, captioned "at lunch we all discovered we had to play recorder in school" / a drawing of Sonder with a tearful expression and an arrow pointing at xem reading "overcome by sudden emotion of desert bluffs" / a drawing of a round purple candy in a clear wrapper, with text around it reading "jawbreaker - sign of love - 4 candies - 1 for each of us!" / a drawing of the same 4 people from before, walking, one of them carrying an umbrella, all smiling, captioned "walking back!"

Day 4: "Movie Night!" written up at the top in all caps. / Sonder looking at the poster for the movie No Hard Feelings and saying "We should kill summer people", while "this is a romcom" flies over her head. / A small sketch of an alpaca captioned "saw the most beautiful advertisement. alpacaland..." / A small sketch of a bird captioned "on the way back we saw a quail! or a partridge?? or something." / A drawing of Sonder looking happy with a little heart next to them and the text "some people in the row ahead of us told me to shut up during the movie and afterwards everyone was very righteously pissed off on my behalf". / A drawing of Sonder standing by a road. "Then I told a car to fuck off". "Fuck off" is in all caps and in a speech bubble, indicating that Sonder is yelling it. The car speeding by on the road is labeled "assholes". / "Also got into maybe the funniest internet fight yet". A drawing of a person with long hair labeled "friend from SI" saying "we have many islands and by many i mean like 5", and Sonder, in response, putting sunglasses on as xe points at a snippet from Wikipedia saying that Maine has 3166 coastal islands and says "fuck with me".

Day 5: A pencil drawing of a roasted marshmallow. / A small comic consisting of headshots. Sonder, looking off to one side, says "holy shit that guy is wearing a beanie in like 80 degree weather." Dany, a headmate of Sonder, who has a short asymmetrical haircut, multiple eyes, and is wearing a beanie, pops up next to her and says "i wear a beanie all the time and you're never impressed", his eyes all very large and shiny with sadness. Sonder, looking unimpressed, says "you're not corporeal you don't have to deal with Heat". They both then look over as Mud, another headmate, who has short, spiky hair, pops up and says in all caps "80 degrees literally isn't even that hot y'all are just cowards." Dany and Sonder, faces overlapping slightly and text doubling to show that they're in unison, both angrily shout "Shut the fuck up", and Dany adds "California!" Mud sticks out its tongue and flips them off.

Day 6: A picture of Sonder holding a fork in front of a plate, with their eyes gone wiggly and a distressed expression, captioned "on my first day here i ate fake maple syrup by accident". Next to it is a picture of Sonder smiling widely as xe pours something onto a plate, captioned "i have not made the same mistake twice". / Sonder high-fiving another person, both with expressions of frustration and exhaustion, both saying "go jews". / Sonder and another person, captioned "*watching spiderverse*". Sonder says "new york is so pretty in this movie :)", and the other person says "ehhh its really dirty in real life though". It then shows a closeup of Sonder looking upset, a series of question marks and exclamation points by his head. It then shows Summer, a catgirl headmate with curly hair, popping up next to Sonder to say "the dirt literally adds to the raw sex appeal smh". Sonder flatly replies "i am not saying that". / A drawing (in pencil, taken directly from the notebook), of Sonder lying with one hand behind their head and the other holding their phone, wearing headphones and looking sad. Text next to them reads "...shit." There is dark shading around them. Text digitally added shows an arrow pointing to them labeled "listening to noah kahan and Experiencing". / A comic featuring Sonder, a person with short straight hair drawn in teal, and a person with long wavy hair drawn in light yellow. Teal: "you know how there'll be tires just kind of lying around?" Yellow: "no??? what??" Teal: "damn, we got a city slicker here" Sonder: "ha!" Yellow (now looking mildly embarassed): "i go to school in the back of a gas station..." Teal (facing Sonder): "her town has 60,000 people!" Sonder: "60,000!" Teal: "that's more than portland!" Sonder: "that's more than portland!?"

Day 7: Sonder with zer eyes closed, smiling. A road runs by over their head, with blurred silhouettes of cars and trucks on it. Text reads "i can hear traffic from the road right outside my window. its oddly peaceful". / Sonder asks "hey what's for breakfast today?" and another person replies "uhhh it's grab and go so we just got dunkin". Sonder, now angered, says "No. You know what? You've gotta draw the line somewhere. You've gotta make a line in the sand. You gotta make a statement. You gotta look inside yourself and say 'What am I willing to eat today?' Not! Fucking! Dunkin!" The last three words are allcaps and handwritten in red. A very small doodle Sonder then types "googles cafe open nearby" into their phone. / Dany, the headmate from before, saying "sonder i am so proud of you. my beautiful hipster child" as Sonder says "dunkin is mainstream". / A drawing of Sonder holding a muffin in one hand and giving a thumbs-up with the other, smiling happily. It is captioned with "anyway i went to a cafe and got a blueberry muffin and it was really good, support local businesses", with "really good" onwards in allcaps. / Sonder happily eating a muffin while Dany and Mnemosyne, a different headmate with hair in a bob, watch. Dany has his hands over his mouth and looks overjoyed, and is saying "look at my progeny…all grown up…finding a local cafe...judging their music taste..." Mnemosyne, with a somewhat amused expression, says "Eating a muffin with its fingers like some sort of ravenous beast..." Dany says "that too".

[wonibow]

*manically scribbles down in a notebook* *highlights it all aggressively in pink* *looks over 20 pages of notes* *adds heart doodles and stickers everywhere* *presses a lipstick mark in the center of each page* *clears throat*

✨park sunghoon✨

[ol-jericho-styx]

*Looks through Jerichos notebook*

*There's a lot of half written song lyrics, as well as lyrics from songs spirits have recommended. There are small to-do lists, and lots recipes he wants to try. Some are circled with "need Briggsy's help"

There are a few doodles and drawings of what seem to be him and Virgil, him and Marius (you can tell because there's lots of hearts), his friends, the chicks, Freddie and Ayla, and Charlie. They're not very good, all stick figures mostly, but clearly full of love.

If you go further back, you can see where he was taking notes about sex ed. Lots of stuff about asexuality and the spectrum, and then other stuff about actual sex. Later, once Marius and Lethica came out to him, there's an uptick in notes about transgender people.

There's an entire section dedicated wedding stuff, of plans for decorating and outfits and catering- things that have slowly dwindle down as that dream became less and less likely.

On the darker side, there are pages full of unreadable manic scribbles, repeating words over and over again. These are all interspersed with the nicer pages, making them all the more jarring*

[reblog4myficsnotesonly]

• Crazy! y/n Hobie saves her •

---

She was perched on the edge of a rooftop, giggling to herself as she swung her baseball bat. Below, Deadpool and Logan were mid-mission, handling things with their usual grace—or lack thereof. She’d been told to stay out of trouble, but when did she ever listen?

The fight below wasn’t her concern anymore. Her attention was fixed on the chaos of the city skyline. A glimmering skyscraper caught her eye, its reflective glass gleaming like a beacon. She hopped up, balancing precariously on the edge, the wind whipping at her mismatched tights.

“Careful, princess,” Deadpool shouted from below. “One wrong move and it’s splat city!”

“Relax, Wade!” she called back, doing a mock curtsey. “I’ve got this under—”

Her foot slipped on the slick surface, and before she knew it, she was plummeting toward the chaos below.

The air rushed past her, her heart pounding, when suddenly a thread of silver webbing shot out of nowhere, snagging her wrist. With a jerk, her fall stopped, and she dangled mid-air like a deranged marionette.

“Gotcha,” came a smooth, accented voice.

She craned her neck to see her rescuer—a lanky figure in a black suit, the spider emblem on his chest stark against the dark fabric. His mask tilted as he regarded her.

“You alright, love?” he asked, pulling her up effortlessly.

Her feet hit the rooftop, and she stumbled slightly before looking up at him. Her eyes, wild with adrenaline and excitement, scanned him up and down.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Name’s Spider-Punk. You’re welcome, by the way,” he said with a cocky grin, the British lilt in his voice making her head tilt in curiosity.

She stared at him, a slow, unhinged smile spreading across her face.

“Oh, I like you,” she purred, her fingers twitching toward her bat.

---

### Chapter 2: **A Dangerous Obsession**

After that encounter, she couldn’t stop thinking about him. The way he moved, the way his voice sounded, the way he saved her like some punk rock knight in shining armor—it was maddening.

She spent days scrawling his name on her walls, doodling little hearts around it. “Hobie Brown” was etched into her notebooks, the words “mine” and “forever” scribbled in blood-red marker.

Deadpool walked into her room one day, stopping dead in his tracks. “Uh, kid? Did someone break in and decorate for you, or is this some weird performance art?”

“Shut up, Wade!” she snapped, throwing a shoe at him.

“Okay, jeez. Who’s the unlucky guy?” he teased, picking up a crumpled drawing of Spider-Punk.

“None of your business!” she yelled, snatching the paper back.

Wade smirked. “You’ve got it *bad,* munchkin.”

---

### Chapter 3: **Hobie’s Predicament**

Hobie Brown first noticed something was off when he started finding strange notes stuck to his webbed hideouts. Messages like *“You’re mine”* and *“Let’s carve out your heart”* were scrawled in messy handwriting, often accompanied by crudely drawn hearts.

He wasn’t scared, not exactly. If anything, he was intrigued.

One night, while swinging through the city, he spotted her perched on a rooftop, waiting for him.

“Well, if it isn’t my biggest fan,” he called out, landing gracefully beside her.

She turned slowly, her grin wide and manic. “You’re late, Hobie. I’ve been waiting *all night.*”

“Sorry, love. Traffic was murder,” he quipped, crossing his arms.

She stood, gripping her bat tightly, her mismatched tights catching the moonlight. “Do you know how long I’ve been thinking about you? Dreaming about you?”

Hobie raised an eyebrow behind his mask. “Should I be flattered or terrified?”

“Both,” she said sweetly, stepping closer.

For a moment, he considered stopping her—this girl clearly had a few screws loose. But there was something about her that fascinated him, her chaos balancing out his cool demeanor.

“You’re absolutely mad,” he said finally.

“And you love it,” she shot back, her eyes gleaming.

---

### Chapter 4: **The Chase**

Hobie tried to maintain his distance, but she always found him. Whether it was on rooftops, in back alleys, or even in the middle of his missions, she was there, her presence as chaotic as a storm.

One night, as he swung through the city, she chased him from the rooftops, her manic laughter echoing in the night.

“C’mon, Hobie!” she yelled. “Don’t you wanna play?”

“Not tonight, love,” he called back, his voice tinged with amusement.

“Too bad!” she shouted, hurling her bat at him.

He dodged it effortlessly, catching it mid-air with a flick of his webbing.

“Nice try,” he said, landing on a nearby building and tossing the bat back to her.

She caught it with a delighted laugh, her grin so wide it nearly split her face.

“You’re fun,” she said, twirling her bat.

“You’re insane,” he countered.

“Same thing.”

---

### Chapter 5: **Mutual Fascination**

Despite himself, Hobie started to enjoy her attention. She was unpredictable, chaotic, and absolutely unhinged, but there was a strange honesty to her madness.

“You know,” he said one night as they sat on a rooftop together, the city lights flickering below, “you could use all that crazy energy for something good.”

She tilted her head, her messy pigtails swaying. “Like what? Knitting sweaters for orphans?”

“Maybe not that,” he said with a chuckle. “But you’ve got spirit, love. You just need to point it in the right direction.”

She stared at him for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, she leaned in, her manic grin returning.

“I think I’ll stick to carving smiles,” she whispered.

Hobie shook his head, laughing softly. “You’re a piece of work.”

“And you’re stuck with me now.”

---

**To be continued…**

[cathode-ray-rube]

do youse guise ever think about how like, sometimes maybe you program yourself toward a certain end or lifestyle, maybe at a young age, and it influences your reality? So much so that even trying to escape or not play into it all, do something different, doesn't really matter? Like you sort of determined your destiny and it sort of set your path in life whether you like it now or not- I.E. when I was younger, I told myself constantly that all I wanted/was headed for was the life of like a hermit, shut off from the world, if not entirely alone in it, lost in manic scribbling/writing/doodling etc, quality be damned- essentially burying myself into the act of creating stuff as some sort of solitary penance or meditation, some kind of ascetic ritualistic thing. And like it feels like the more I try to break away from that, or build a life around/with others, the more it seems that I'm either not built for those things, or that I'm not built for other people, and it radiates from me and people feel it, like my aura has jagged edges that don't fit with others, and nothing sweet or soft can exist within my presence

[gxretoons]

throw back to my childhood

[kurtbrussels]

my sketchbook is a royal mess 😔😔😔

[terrantechnocrat]

He's probably called Roy, and he might or might not be high!

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

How do you think are the drawing skills of each character?

Mark: he’s a good artist, though his current drawings after becoming an alt are. Freaky to put it lightly. His drawing’s basically devolved into manic scribbles that he makes when he’s overwhelmed

Jonah: can’t draw much now. Though he’s decent at drawing animals and bugs and whatnot. Tell him to draw a person and he’ll combust

Adam: human Adam was decent at drawing too. Didn’t really get super into art though, but he drew a lot of horror related stuff. Alt Adam can’t draw for shit though

Thatcher: doodled sometimes, though not after becoming an alt. Maybe he still occasionally writes/draws things on walls though

Ruth: human ruth didn’t really draw much. Stick figures and basic shapes are about the extent of her abilities. Alt Ruth can only scribble if it’s lucky

Dave: can’t. Can’t see what he’s drawing.

Cesar: sometimes doodles cartoonish characters, though not often.

Sarah: she’s a great artist. Not perfect, though let’s be fair no one is. She likes drawing birds and lizards, though she also knows how to draw people

Gabriel: they have very basic knowledge on art. Though they don’t draw much at all

Seth: he’s. Okay. Normally doesn’t draw at all, though can draw somewhat. Likes sketching out monsters sometimes