#tiny doodles but yeahhh

[this-isnt-the-bathr00m]

Willows!! and a random girl!

I have a lot of fun drawing Willow……. shoutout to pyromaniacs🗣️🗣️

Here’s a few Brians too since that one photo of him and Rosemary made me laugh really hard and hasn’t left my mind since

favorite white boy ever

[kablamcore]

ik yall on my blog prob don’t fw the osc/bfdi. but uhh thinking… what if…. woodblock fanchildren

[mochizz]

TEENY TEENY TINY DOODLES OF THE DAYYY (at least athf related) YEAHHH also in the back of the paper I used I wrote a few hcs so listen UPPPPPP (I’ve never done these before DONT laugh at these 💔

HCS:

-Frylock would probably carry Shake around and then throw him off to the floor when he is too tired vocally to tell him to stop, so basically he would just carry him (because in the show he carries Shake easily) and throw him so he would stop messing with Meatwad ☝️

-Shake has tried to eat Frylock’s hair before (obvi I would def think he has)

-Shake likes some of the classical music Frylock puts on, but he denies it like his life depended on it

-Meatwad probably has a huge book of stickers that weee gifted by him by Frylock somewhere

-All of them would probably act as a family for once a year 💥💥💥

YEPPP THATS ITTTT

[n4talia-chaparro]

Yep. I almost forgot to share these ugly doodles

I kinda wanted to ramble and info dump about their relationship or any cool information but I didn't wanna spoil them all. Well, I do wanna make a LITTLE. And when I say "little" I mean A LITTLE TINY BITTY BIT OF SPOILER OR SNEAK PEAK and showing info between Kipper and other characters.

(MOSTLY SOMETHING INVOLVING HIM AND BERNICE- not sure if anyone is curious about Bernice and her grandson's relationship or sum.)

Yet again. I don't wanna spoil any. I don't wanna receive any complaints or harsh words from snowflakes so ERM yeahhh :ppp

[estellardreams]

You know you've changed a lot when you attempt a body swap and somehow their personalities are CLOSER to their canon counterparts.

Case in point: My AU Sonic and Shadow.

What's the major difference here? Sonic is actually being affected by his trauma, meanwhile Shadow is devoid of it because he has Maria.

So... I accidentally made Sonic and Shadow each other without realizing. So basically the body swap plot without the actual body swap. Kinda hilarious, actually! And I got some little doodles on them too and I suddenly went "Wait... Isn't this just the canon versions now???" so uh yeahhh

Anyway, tiny bit of context: I was also messing with the "chained together" idea along with the body swap, so getting stuck together while you're in someone else's body is probably the strangest and craziest thing ever.

[sodo-mizerr]

I missed making art so much Istg my arm is cramping from two tiny ass doodles but it is so worth it, hell YEAHHH let me DRAWWW LET ME DRAW PLEASE PLEASE STOP GIVING ME PAIN!!! Anywayssss :3 I love art

[cosmica-candy]

Hi hi, made you a lil doodle of them!!! ✨

Had some trouble with Lambert's mouth once the doodle it's premty tiny

YEAHHH!!! YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!THEY!!! THYE HTHEY THEY!!! THEY!!! I LOVE GHEM THEM I LOVE THEM

[libertybri]

Fallout 3 companions react to a lone who's a tattoo artist offering to tattoo them. If they'd agree what would they get/want

Butch:

“Can you do a Tunnel Snake on my arm here?” He would immediately remove his leather jacket and lift the sleeve of his shirt, pointing to his toned shoulder. The giddy smile doesn’t leave his face until the needle meets his skin, causing him to grimace, though he is ecstatic with the outcome.

Bonus, romanced: Along with the Tunnel Snake, he would request Lone’s name on himself and suggest they do the same with themself and his name.

Amata:

“A flower would look nice, don’t you think? Like maybe on the back of my neck so my dad can’t see it.” She likes the simplicity and beauty of a flower and revels in the fact that it can easily be covered.

Charon:

“Today’s date.” He doesn’t blink an eye as he hands over his wrist to Lone, getting the current date tatted on it for no specific reason at all. He really only does this to confuse his partner for his own amusement.

Gob:

“If you would like to. I don’t mind whatever you draw on me, as long as it’s nothing inappropriate.” He leaves the deciding factor up to Lone, which ultimately leads to a tiny butterfly being printed onto the side of his hand close to his thumb.

Sarah Lyons:

“I’m intrigued, but I don’t know what I would get, or where to get it. Maybe the Brotherhood symbol? What do you think?” If she agrees to getting tattooed, she would definitely go with the Brotherhood symbol on her inner forearm.

Three Dog:

“Yeahhh… how about ‘GNR’ in a nice fancy font?” He really doesn’t mind and would absolutely be down to let Lone doodle away.

Clover:

“What, you wanna put your name on me, doll?” Even if not romanced, she is very inviting to the idea of both her and Lone getting each other’s names tatted on each other. Aside from this she may even request a mistletoe in a very… private area.

Jericho:

“Do some badass tribal shit all over my arm. I seen it in a magazine once, looked cool as hell.” He is all for getting sleeved up, not taking account for the pain and time the process calls for. However, he admires the end result even if he understands none of the symbols that cover his arm.

[missamyrisa2]

how about a ticklish girl who got a bit dirty and needs some help getting clean? especially on her breasts and nipples, and on/around her privates. but she's super ticklish, so she needs to be restrained so she doesn't squirm too much. thank you! -☺

"My, my, what a dirty silly girl! How lucky of you to be here when I'm testing out my new cleaning machine~ don't squirm now" I grin and turn, swishing my long lacey lab coat and sassy high ponytail. My fingers dance along a spherical control pad, which trembles and squirms to life. "Even my machines are ticklish, it seems~" I squeak and gaze at you lovingly, watching you writhe and squirm as the cool metal clamps spring forth first to tug away your top and skirt, then to capture your wrists and ankles. They swell with rubber padding along your skin and position you horizontally above a cavalcade of nozzels. "Now then, which wash will you be selecting today? Pink pillow puff, purple passion power, or super sapphire sequence?" I giggle and start to bring the sphere to you, but stumble in a most clumsy fashion. The machine reacts with quaking klaxons, shifting you as the sprayer devices randomly emerge and shake furiously. "Whoopsie-poodle! I think I activated all three. And something called Extraneous Energy Endgasm. Do you like alliteration? I dunno, this might be stretching it, I should really workshop these names." I plop onto a nearby chair and spin absent-mindedly, watching as focused jets of water begin soaking your underarms, trailing every rib, working down to each hip, up into your bellybutton. The clamps rotate you like a spit, allowing the water to coat and rinse your inner legs, up your thighs, between each and every toe with focused bursts of cool water. At the same time, tingly pink beams begin scanning from all directions. They monitor the progress of the wash. When they reach your royal parts, the room warbles. "Ooh hunny bunny. You have got to keep your little cradle cleaner!" I exclaim, wiggling my nails on the sphere as a Hyper Jet emerges from the collection of sprayers. The multi headed tool chimes and beeps, moving around your girly parts, and with a happy 'ping!' it rumbles and begins spraying tiny jets at targeted zones. From either side of your body, tiny vacuum tubes appear and attach to your lips gently, opening you to allow the Hyper Jet access~ another sprayer head glides its small cold metal tendril inside and ensures you are thoroughly cleaned inside, vibrating the imperfections and polishing with gentle streams of water. "Now, now, what's all that squeaking and laughing. It can't possibly tickle that much. Whoa!" I spin my chair and look over the readings from your body, which are lighting up like a christmas tree. "Holy noodle doodles! You're so cute! My gosh would you just look at these readings! Tickle, tickle cutie. I mean, just wow, look!" I try to catch your attention, bringing the display over even as the Hyper Jet has now added another sprayer and similar vacuum tubes to your backside. "Hey, are you paying attention! This is remarkable stuff silly pie! Oooh! You're turned on aren't ya! Aren't youuuu. I see those toes curling. Aww cuuuute! But that just means it's gonna clean your girlyhood even moooore!" I playfully spank your rear as the trembling cleanser tool glides along to clean between your cheeks - and I'm afraid I can't get your attention especially when the machine decides to deploy an ultra soft scrubber brush to merrily work up and down your rear. The clamps keep you completely held in place, not affording any movement or struggles so the machine is free to work its craft. "My, my, this is realllly pushing your buttons huh? Yeahhh, I heard that moan. Don't try to hide it now. You luuuuuuv your washy tickles huh? Really pushes those girly buttons mmm? Oooh!! Girl buttons!!" I hurry back to the sphere and tickle it wildly, making the whole machine shiver, the jets stuttering along your body randomly in a wild tickly attack. When the machine recalibrates, a new tool emerges: a pair of domes, heading right for your heaving bosom. "Gotta make up for lost time. Hold still now. Not that you have a choice goosebump!" I pinch your cheek playfuly as the domes settle onto your nipples, sealing firmly. Each one has a tube attached to the top, and from the distance, you can see the

tubes filling up with bubbly suds and the stream is heading right for you~ "We call these the power washer buds!" The domes wiggle and suction, filling with the bubbly solution designed to excite your sensations, the cups shaking and buzzing to agitate the mixture like little washing machines. "Coochie coochie cleans!" I admire the work of my machine, seeing your skin starting to glisten, your body beautifully squirming.

"But oohhhh. Don't think we're done yet. I haven't shown you the bessssst part! Time for...giggle foam!" The spraying tools immediately slide back, the domes popping comically from your nipples. In their place, a rainbow of canons appear, clicking and beeping into place. In an instant your body is painted with fuzzy airy sensation, settling into all your nooks and crannies as the canons pivot and curve, blasting their tickly tickly foam onto your body. Elegant patterns of colors swirl down your back, up your legs, over your arms, crisscrossing down your midsection and painting a tickly flower over your girl parts and one over each breast. I simply admire the handiwork, a hand on my hip, giggling with you endlessly. "That's stilllll not the best part!!" I exclaim, letting you enjoy the artful foamy cleansing tickles on your body for a moment. The tickly foam invades between your legs, like an army of wiggly fingers going in to probe your inner walls, up your button, swirling on each nipple. It focuses perfectly on those dirty zones, and gives attention to your bouncy navel too. But it can't all stay on your body... "Time for the final cleanup!!" I snicker and tap all over the sphere, activating portals all around you. From all angles, you hear shuffling whooshing sounds. An adorable horde of pink cleanser bots appear, like miniature hovering roombas. Each one has a smiling cutesey face lovingly painted, right down to girly eyelashes and big plush lips. One lands on your arm. Another settles at a foot. One at your belly. And one at the thigh, with the final landing on your chest. "...mmmh" you hear them hum. They attune their routines to your gyrations and reactions, scanning to find all the tickly foam. "mmmmmuaahhh" their soft bristles and suction tubes deploy. "muah muah muah muuah!" They begin working, making their adorable kissing sounds on your body as they work to clean up every last bit of that bubbly foam. Their tools simulate lips almost too perfectly, you can feel the soft pressing, the sensual brushing, and the silly zerbert sensation. Again and again they kiss relentlessly over your body. "Squirm alllll you like cutie. They can't be deterred. You will be cleaned to perfection by my lovely Lippies." I take my seat once again, twirling the sphere, enjoying the show, and queuing up the scan because I'm sure all that arousal is going to require more cleansing~

[numbur129]

Hey there boys, girls, mutants, martians, monsters, monkeys who've advanced to shaving their body's, and occasionally smoking a cigar. And lastly, but not leastly (And it's funny, cuz they are short nd stupid!!) "The self proclaimed most magical of the freaked-up-fuck-faces Tour" MIDGETS MAC DADDY & DA GooooBLER!!! "LETS FUCKING HEAR IT FOR EM!!!" KABOOM!! "Hahaha.... Yeahhh!"

(A random selection of what most would call, "lame-ass" fire works began hissing, zooming away, popping off. Squealing guitar licks echoed off into the distances, whilst confetti fell freely from out the top the menacing skyscrapers above, and then quickly down to the bottom of an "overly-polished, brilliantly made elf-lookin boots of the pointed toe end persuasion", as if the fuck-add purposely looked like some strange mix between a gay leprechaun, and a violently-intoxicated pimp.

And like,honestly, twas abit obvious thuh'olde "Sun Bleached Tur'blumken" whood seent far from eh'z "D'eh-BuhstahhDazes." Though the tiny, little person was dressed impeccably, and had quite thee odd shape T'emm!?. He'd constantly be fucking smirkn to those around him, as if too stupid to realize he was way too flippin deep in, and had ta show off for just a wee bit longer. Then'd be recorded into the record books, for reasons I dont know of. One the weird-fuckers front golden teeths gleamed as the sudden change of lighting bent around his bulbous head. In one, overwhelmingly "gay", awkward, and un-planned, mess'ughz "jig" dance. He land atop his ol single knee, whilst simultaneously tipping his "stupid-fucking" hat, and puffing his dirty, drug crusted, wooden "J00B" brand, "Dooble-Tube!" He let out a uncomfortable giggle of sorts (as if in pain, perhaps out of breathe, or even just a series of grumbles, and tis burr'bn), then horked up a nice, fur-fuckled looger carelessly onto the nights then carpet covered dance floor. Then leaned back into a "hero like stance", then stood motionless, twisting the end of the other side dove-izz long white stache!

For reasons unknown to the me; "The Author" of said spoken story, has somehow unintentionally, spent the last 45 minutes of this on some weird-oh, nd his unbreakable-focus-like trance on this creepy, little old dude. And decide that, shit was now to change up, move round, and really start "fuckn about". Ta really get a sense of what it's like to initiate sex with an neighbors dog; as well as what it is to get right back inta that, Good ol Gangsta Bap. Sha- "Sell that, Flip this! Kill Cops, work tricks" shits f'all-the bitchasses, and the wheelchair trapped tard-asses egh-duhhh Werld! Suh grab glasses, and do a doo'ler, and t'all-duh too, every one-uh "Little Dee, 'N Uh-Stinky-Dink's" multiple MILLION-DALLOR-DEAL!!! MUH-FUKN, READY-KNO, THATS-FLIPPN-RIGHT, RAVING Fans. And once again, done a doodle dang-diddle-dooper. And has fucked the faces ugh many men, women, and other freak of nature wheww dont do it; "Fuck'd my baby's face!" LP, and the all too well known remix, "Uncle Daddy's Creepy Play Pen & The Funkie-Unkie Petting Zoo Bananzah!" Thaz right! Yall heard theh shit hear firsd, y'unn-grateful, dustiedup, dunger-dooz & dunger-duntz!!

So any-fucking-ways, "The fuck it is?!" Lol, word. Shit man... this past, ummm.. started after morning appointment, so 8am to.. what's its about to be? 3:38am?! Holy Mother of a Holy Father?! Darr't, darr't!! Haha, yeah! Honestly, that wasnt all that bad. Gotta say...

But I've recently come to the conclusion that I've really got to work on being a more truthful, helpful, and as knowledgeable a person inside-ugh-muh friend groups, as to the outside stranger. And all the caring family's, and other random gathering meat, bone, and the occasional positive "kitty-poster", frum time-duh, time!!

Word. To be honest, I've really got to just not fuckn lie to myself. Put myself down, really wanta start them out with those few first lil changes, choices, and ultimately improvements towards bettering the life around me, that I want. And tah make meaningful advancements in my current personal recovery program. Z'well as workn on, and becoming a completely content, productive member of the community we lives in. To work daily, towards a fulfilling place of residence; stabal positioning within the buisness feild of choice, and the hard-earn'd respect of others I'd goften to know, and eventually wholeheartedly, "really cared for" people, nd one day; maybe sooner then way, way muh'Fukhn away. And some day will actually be able to like the person I had fought to became.

A promise; To better my overall health; both physically, mentally, at someday in the future, "OMEGA-SPIRIT ENERGY VF."

Ughnd juz-wanna hangle out, and really getta Blubber-Vuk; not to those whom Weiner iz-ugh wigglin. But to the proud, and brave. The few, the reasonable.. "They"MAKE, AND STAY ugh-WIGGLIN THE WEENURD, AND NOTHING BUT THAT THERE WEEN!!!

...Hey, yeah it's really me. Lol, sorry bout that. If it was far from your norm; and this kinda just, HAPPENED TO YOU. Lol, seriously though. I've been working, writing currently. In my newest addition to my many ways of approach: I've started experimenting with "stream of conciousness" writing. Where you record your minds thoughts, and without any choice, second thought, er really anything other then the ability to open flood gates. I allow my mind to organically grow ideas, thoughts, things, and then let them out on there own and watch the streams mix, flood, destroy. Play with one another, create a new, and in the end; am left with.. ugh? Sheesh, who's really knows, ya know? Kinda attribute this overall vibe, strange choice of dream like situations, and the incorporation of weird-oh, "Alien-like" Pseudo-Town Drunkard. And really, if you havent noticed the influence yet, lol, maybe it's nothing alike. But would just like to shout out one of my all time favorite books, "Naked Lunch", and honestly, just kinda wanna leave this ever so strange complement here with it, "I love you. So dream-like. Surreal, yet disturbingly diffrent. Mr. William S. Burroughs: You really, truly are... a stranger lost within a strange land."

❤The Bizarre... & "BEYOND!"❤

☮❤😄☮❤😄☮❤😄

[azuries]

so i was going through my art folder just for the sake of browsing, and i ended up finding some old (and somewhat new) doodles that i actually really liked but never found the courage to post (either bc i wasnt too confident or it just wasn’t related to league) 

i decided to compile ‘em all up on a readmore to show you guys ! ^^ most of ‘em are original, and ill be placing a tiny description based on it and maybe even tell something about it!~ 

so ye youre free to ignore this but if you want to, click the readmore to see what else i draw besides league!  which is barely any tbh lMAO

oh yeahhh this was back when i had blue ombre’d hair (???) where i basically failed an attempt to draw myself as a cartoon which was like one and a half years ago :P

ah yes the bisexual boys(tm) 

these were my best friend and i’s ocs isaac and kit. we originally shipped them with their genderbends on the fourth grade (god save us), but then 5 years later we started shipping them with each other and omg when we did it felt like we found magic

we endlessly just babbled about headcanons and drew them like there was no tomorrow i still love these boys tbh i love our ocs ok-

this one was basically me playing with color, which i was inspired to do since my cousin asked me for advice about color theory (wrong decision isaiah lmao) 

i decided to try it out for myself and lets say it was... an experience to say the least!

oh yEAH i drew my squad!!1 (mygodthosecolorsendme)

our club name was SoLt and i had this idea to draw us in a battle stance with each other as our main champs! before i found jinx i was an MF main so ofc i drew myself with her guns lmao 

it wasnt a proud experience, but it was fun!!

ngl this is A VERY POSSIBLE PIECE that i might actually do or remake in the future

i had this idea of jinx and lux being both the sun and moon and i thought it would be a...graceful idea? idkkkk but omg i rly wanna do this someday!

the very last but def not the least, is actually the one i drew sketches of and showed in this blog a long time ago 

backstoryyyy: my dad gave me the task for the summer to conceptualize a universe with characters and draw a comic for it (which i didnt do bc im,, lazy), and so far there was 3 protags and 1 antagonist. the story was set in modern times in Philippines where 3 girls run into this book that led them inside the universe of where many deities, gods and goddesses lived. it used to be the place of paradise and refuge, calling it Langita by the people, but was taken over by a so-called ‘witch’ and was now turned into Deuble. 

it basically has a magical-girl + warrior vibe + Persona 5 to it and i wanted to aim grace but also a hint of badassness with the characters 

these three are named Maya, Danielle and Aida 

Maya  is a sheltered girl and was the one who found Langita in her mother’s library. Ever since her father’s unknown fate, her mother has been very protective and refused to let Maya go anywhere farther than the nearby grocery store and her friend’s houses. 

Because of the desperate need for something to do in the house (since she already mastered the art of hair coloring), she ignores her mother’s warning of forbidding her to touch the book containing the peculiar world, which led her to find Langita. There she finds herself with the talent of archery and leadership, and she never felt happier to live a double life. Her favorite color is blue and is passionate about writing.

While all of them possess the power of beauty, Aida’s strongest asset is strength. In the real world, she’s known as the hyper, quirky rich girl uptown, who occasionally spoils herself with things she doesn’t necessarily need and mostly spends it on Danielle, her best friend. 

 In Langita, she turns into the representation of a brave warrior who is never afraid to go frontline to protect her friends. Still having her happy-go-lucky attitude in Langita, she sometimes is the source of the team’s unnecessary encounters. Aida’s favorite color is violet, and her ambition is to become an actress someday.

Danielle is a girl shrouded with mystery. She’s quiet, yet blunt. The one thing everyone knows about her is her passion for music.

She is a very talented musician who plays a variety of instruments, almost mastering every one that is known by the average person. With this talent, she uses it on Langita to support and strengthen her friends, having the power of literally making music come to life, every tune used to come to their aid. Not only does she serve as the support of the group, she also has the role of the strategist. 

While Danielle only uses her power to heal and protect, she has the hidden power to do much more than what Aida and Danielle could do, using her magical music for something way more.

AAAAAANYWAU THATS P MUCH IT LMAO

if you read it, i really appreciate it!! if you like, you can always leave me a message telling me about ‘em :D also heres an imaginary crossiant for reading and seeing all of my shit art bc omg