#Middy's scribblings

[angrymemesandicecreams]

idr if i ever posted it but heres an elsen doodle from two years ago bc OFF IS BACK BABEY

[loveleftbehind]

NEW LYDIA REF LFGGGGGGG

[mintychameleons]

Do i have a fullbody reg for regular lydia? no. Do i have one for her fantasy/royalty au? You fucckin know it

Artfight / Commissions (On sale)

[lesbin]

tag game time ! thank you @ceci-nest-pas-une-piper for tagging me! 💖

last song: oh diane – fleetwood mac

last book: if this means 'last' as in 'previous', it was gay berlin by robert beachy. currently, i'm approaching the end of hungerstone by kat dunn. i'm also reading the bfi's brief encounter film classic.

last movie: moonstruck (1987)

last tv show: i'm watching precisely two tv shows at the moment... the great pottery throw down and the white lotus (season 3). the former makes me want to try ceramics SO BAD 😭 the latter makes me want to punch rich people.

favourite colour: if i had to choose... right now... it'd be olive green. but it changes very frequently. usually a blue or green of some description tho.

sweet/savoury/spicy: out of all three, i guess savoury? but i love spicy and sweet too!!

relationship status: married, if you can believe it

last thing I googled: *sigh* 'basel iii endgame requirements for calculating rwas' 🥲

current obsession: i'm pretty sure my adhd meds have dulled any obsessions i did have, or may have been susceptible to have... but recent ~obsessions have been: weimar cinema, writing my silly things, scribbling with my marker pens, and (virtual) window shopping for solid gold jewellery.

looking forward to: i'm seeing the seagull in a couple of weeks! may not survive it.

tags (no pressure!): @vlolets @pointlesslybirdie @femmehepbvrn @gliptodon @gayverlyearp @gentlemandyke @middi-rain

[sulky-valkyrie]

Who infodumps and who listens with heart eyes? For the OC asks!

good morning, Middy!! from the OC x canon asks:

For Ris, when she was with Alistair, he was absolutely the one 😍 all the time, regardless of whether she was infodumping or not, and for a long time, she didn't talk much to anyone about anything, only buckled down and tried to survive.

With Anders, however, he's one of the most well-educated people she's ever cared about, and he knows so many things that she doesn't. She spent many evenings propped on her elbows in bed watching him scribble away and talk through different glyph and rune formulae, and those nights are some of her most cherished memories.

[tai-watanabe-class-1x]

Tai but it's a dating sim

The real challenge is flirting with him without flustering him so much he overheats and ends up in the ER-

[loveleftbehind-a]

Anyway here’s a new fefe ref  while i figure out what to do here.

[feralbastardpokemon]

a trainer B redesign?! In my good house!?

yea

[freddyandthefazfuckers]

tfw u were sad but scott comes THROUGH

[ultimatechocolatierfefe]

Fefe but she’s like 60

I’ve been getting back into the flow of drawing her and me? emotional? about fefe? yes i love her and i miss her huuUUUU

[lustleftbehind-a]

i smack the table

lu! in! lingerie! lu! in! lingerie!

[angrymemesandicecreams]

forgot i drew a zoey on newyears that i never finished. I used a ref of zoeyas that @yogurtyogitup made forever ago (that i now cant find oof-)

baby middy used to go APESHIT for blackrock. And even though i know its over that lil piece of brain in the back of my head is still singing the ender boy parody thing.

(Also yes i posted this to tiktok on newyears and then forgot to post it anywhere else shush)

[loveleftbehind]

takara w @the-multi-geek 's sakiko!!! takara ill make you a new ref someday i promise please wait for m-

[midnightprelude]

WIP

Tagged by @solas-disapproves​, @nug-juggler​, @pikapeppa​, @serial-chillr​, @faerieavalon​ at varying points this week!

Tagging back to all of you for whenever you’re feeling it and forward to @lethendralis-paints​, @kourvo​, @mago-emplumado​, @mhandersmyheart​, @enrychan​, @johaeryslavellan​, @oftachancer​, @tryvyalsynnes​, @missveils​ and @elveny​!

GUESS WHAT! I’m trying to learn to art (tag: middy’s art journey). If nobody’s drawing your ship, you suck it up and draw it yourself. XD

Here’s a bit from something I’m working on!

[hurryupsnufkin]

17. Stars

Snufkin loved the stars more than anything. He could spend hours and hours just lying back and gazing admiringly at them every night, if he never needed to sleep. In fact, sometimes he forgot to sleep at all as he was too caught up in the sky. He could name every constellation and knew exactly where they would be for each night of the year. He used the stars to tell the time and find directions and, occasionally, for divining. Although not too often, as he preferred to use his cards for that. Snufkin was far too reverent of the stars to ask for advice for his own petty, personal problems. Yet, Snufkin knew the stars inside and out, which was how he knew that one particular star had not appeared in the sky before. He had thought that it didn't belong, only that was rather silly of him - every star belonged in the sky. Where else would they go? He thought perhaps it was his imagination, but it was there the next night and the night after and the night after that. By the time he finally reached a town, Snufkin was exhausted from checking the sky every night at different times to find out if it ever disappeared. It didn't. A kindly old woman by the name of Mim insisted that he come to dinner at her house, as she loved visitors but never had anyway. And her daughter and all of her many grandchildren lived too far away to visit often. Snufkin agreed, delighted that he wouldn't have to find his own food for the day. He couldn't remember the last time he'd eaten inside, so he was sure he didn't manage to upkeep normal table etiquette, but Mim didn't seem to mind. Actually, Mim seemed rather happy about his lack of manners. Mim seemed particularly overjoyed when Snufkin quite literally licked his plate clean after devouring his meal. He blushed as his stomach grumbled and Mim served him another large helping. "Have you noticed a new star in the sky? It appeared a few days ago." Snufkin asked as they are their second dinner. "Yes, dear. That's the comet." Mim explained. "What's a comet?" "Comets are stars that travel around the sky. You can make wishes on them when they go past. Usually you only see them for a few seconds before they leave, so this one must be very special." Snufkin stayed in Mim's spare bedroom that, for some reason, instead of one large bed there were lots of tiny beds that he had to push together to sleep on. He counted them to go to sleep, like counting sheep. He got to thirty two before sleep claimed him. Snufkin left the next morning, with a backpack loaded down with food, an old flute that Mim no longer had use for and the knowledge that the beds were for Mim's thirty eight grandchildren. He thanked her gratefully, but all Mim asked in return was that he played the flute ocassionally and lick every plate of food clean. __________ Several weeks later, Snufkin ran out of food and couldn't find any water to fish in. Luckily, he did find a whole field full of watermelons. There must have been hundreds! Surely, whoever owned it wouldn't miss just one. He was proven wrong when a very angry man ran out of the house at the other end of the field and started shouting and threatening him with the police. Well, Snufkin wasn't afraid of the police. He removed his mouth from the watermelon and scoffed to let the man know what he thought about his threats. The man went back inside and Snufkin watched curiously to see if he was actually going to fetch the police. The man came out again wearing a police officer's uniform and Snufkin realised he had been scoffing at a policeman. The policeman started to shout some nasty swear words and it's not good for you to hear so many bad words. Snufkin made another derisive scoffing noise and rolled the watermelon in front of him as he ran away. The police officer chased him down the road, huffing and panting and red in the face. Eventually, after about an hour of being chased around, the policeman pounced on top of him slamming them both to the ground. He handcuffed Snufkin's paws behind his back and went to pick up the watermelon. Snufkin didn't think he needed the one watermelon back, as he had an entire field full of them. It was greedy. Snufkin waited until the policeman bent over to pick the watermelon up, before he kicked it out from underneath his hands. The policeman yelped and fell on his face. The watermelon rolled down the steep hill next to them, over a middy path and into a lake. It floated on the surface of the water and the policeman started running towards it when a large hawk swooped down and snatched it up. Snufkin laughed as the policeman slouched back to him, out of breath and humiliated. He took Snufkin's shoulder and steered him towards the jail. Snufkin had never been arrested before but he had thought you were supposed to go to the police station to be interrogated first. Maybe the law was different when you committed a crime against a police officer. He didn't think that was fair. The policeman undid the handcuffs and shoved him into the jail cell. Snufkin landed on his hands and knees with an "oof". His paws and eyes stung. The policeman gave him a smug look, as though he had won a particularly difficult fight. Snufkin did his best not to laugh and he must have done a good job, because the policeman remained smug as he turned and left. Snufkin watched him go, making sure he closed the door behind him. The man in the jail cell across from him laughed cruelly and said in a harsh, gruff voice " Get used to your new home, kid, you're not getting outta here. Ever." Snufkin hummed thoughtfully. "Seems like an overreaction for one watermelon. Never even got to eat it." "Doesn't matter. If they got you here, they'll keep you here. I've been here for ten years now and they're not letting me go." "What did they arrest you for?" Snufkin asked curiously. "I stole from a police officer." The man sneered. "I don't intend to stay here for my whole life, or ten years, or any other amount of time." Snufkin told him. "You don't have a choice." Snufkin thought his fellow inmate was a rather pessimistic person, and so decided the best course of action would be to ignore him. He pulled a tin-opener out of his backpack and began to dig at the floor of his cell. He sighed at the hard, slow work. This would take him hours. The problem with escape tunnels was that Snufkin couldn't see where he was going, so he wasn't too surprised when he popped up inside the prison walls. The intimidating, gruff inmate that had spoken to him yelped in fright when Snufkin came up through the ground. He stuttered several questions that Snufkin didn't bother to answer. "My apologies, wrong hole." Snufkin chirruped, before dropping back down into his tunnel and digging away. Next time he dug to the surface he managed to get outside the prison walls. Unfortunately, he was directly behind a prison guard walking his rounds. Snufkin quickly ducked down and covered the hole with dirt again. Third time lucky, Snufkin dug up outside of the jail grounds without any guards of police nearby. He pulled himself out of the ground, put his tin-opener back into his backpack and wandered off towards a temptingly dark forest. It was probably full of dangerous beasts - how exciting! __________ He was so relieved to be free, he didn't notice the gruff thief struggling his way out of the tunnel and sending him a grateful glance. A watermelon dropped from a tall tree straight into the thief's hands, who was happy at the food although confused about its origin. Although upon closer inspection, he noticed a tiny bite mark obviously made by a small child with very sharp fangs. The thief threw back his head and laughed. __________ Snufkin walked through the forest for a few hours before he decided he was a safe enough distance away to set up camp. He was happy to see a river he could fish in, although he did still really want to eat some watermelon. Fish would have to do. It was there, sat on the riverbed with his fishing rod in the water and his tent set up next to him, that two snorks came up and introduced themselves. Snorkmaiden and Snork. Snorkmaiden offered to cook dinner for him, if he'd share his fish with them. Of course, Snufkin agreed. He wasn't a greedy policeman who wouldn't share. They were both very nice, although Snorkmaiden did most of the talking. Snork mostly scribbled notes into a little journal. When Snufkin asked him about it, Snork told him he was making notes on the comet. "Oh, you've noticed it too?" "Of course! It's a most interesting scientific finding! I must document every aspect!" "It's the only thing he's talked about for days." Snorkmaiden told Snufkin. "I wish we could have a conversation about absolutely anything else." "Would you like me to tell you a story instead?" Snufkin offered. "Oh, yes please!" She agreed, and so Snufkin told them about the time he saved a prince from a pirate. Snorkmaiden seemed particularly entranced by the prince. She sighed dreamily over the thought of meeting him and dancing together. Snufkin almost felt bad that he had to tell her the prince, last time he'd seen him, had met a very lovely young man to marry. It had been a beautiful wedding. To soothe Snorkmaiden's disappointment, Snufkin offered to play her the first dance song. She accepted excitedly, so he pulled the flute out of his pocket and began to play. He much preferred his harmonica, but he had promised Mim he would use the flute after all. Snork and Snorkmaiden gave a round of applause at the end of the song, which caused Snufkin to blush. The three of them spent a few days travelling together, going up into the mountains until Snufkin found a wonderful salt flat he wanted to set his tent up on. Snork and Snorkmaiden continued on into the mountains to find an observatory full of scientists who could tell them about the comet. Snufkin waved them off pleasantly and asked them to come find him when they finished to share what they found. __________ It was about a week before Snufkin saw a raft with two creatures sitting atop it. He waved them down excitedly, not knowing exactly how involved with the comet he was about to become.

[tai-watanabe-class-1x]

Some Zombie au Tai!

After being found hiding in the sports supply closet, he became very quiet. He told no one of what happened on his journey to the school,but the blood splatters on his hoody was probably enough.

He cut off his ponytail to be less zombie grabbable, and almost always has a low hum coming from him out of nerves (like when he’s flustered, but quieter).

Taishiro helps patrol best he can, as well as help look for supplies around the school. He’s not much of a fighter, however. Usually staying out of the patrols clearing the school of any undead students or staff, he’s also a pretty handy medic. Not only does he have some first aid knowledge, he can reverse some injuries.

You can mostly find him sitting apart from the others, low hum coming from his body and rubbing his neck in an attempt to soothe himself. That hum is usually the most sound to come out of him now, as he’s far more quiet as he used to be.