#the scribbliest scribbles

[faceless-dude]

[itstheskribbles]

more on the way, but what do we think of this lil boi? C: i think he’s on the way to becoming one of my fav fanart inspos. Ill make a illustration soon but in the mean time enjoy the scribbliest of scribbles i have to offer c: let me know if you want more fanart from the series or a new one :D

-scribblez

[asheanon]

I then decided in light of no longer trusting Xwitter with my art, Tumblr will be the new recipient of even the scribbliest scribbles!

For context: I mentioned wanting to scribble out a particular monster before returning to commissions this weekend... 🤔

- If he looks familiar, yes. (I'm sorry I turned him into a funky creature for parts of this AU.) - "Human size comparison" silhouette is another design of a very particular character. Yes, it's probably who you think it is. (I still need to explore her design in this AU. The outfit is a banger, in my mind.)

That's all for now! 🐌🎨

[the-deadlock-south]

Real Brother Relationship Bonding Time 

[tinfoilscribbles]

This big fucker.

[robobrainrot]

The natural reaction to reading ScrimScrim is to immediately make your own spin off.

This is self care. Keep scrolling.

[tadanooo]

warmup najimi

[aeroknot]

another update to the height chart, now with.... an actual... height chart alisdjilsdjklw

i should just wait until all the characters i intend to include are done, but tonight, spread out over quick breaks from other projects, i drew inuyasha an’ he turned out so cute!!

[p0intie-spril]

hello! can you draw formaillu? (formaggio x illuso) please? thank you!

the scribbliest scribble of the scrimblos, i love them<3

might finish this one, might not idk

[faceless-dude]

This world is cursed.

[arasart]

Haven’t really done any art in a while, so have the scribbliest of scribbles of my girl Arakni

[the-hcroine-appears]

((Doodled a head shot of Undyne because I wanted to figure out how her hair-fin works.))

[flannelshirtandjeans]

This little snippet has been rattling in my head for a couple of weeks and I finally put it onto paper now, SLOPPILY, bewarned. I’ll catch the typos eventually, or won’t, but the fact is that my writing will never be any more polished than my scribbliest scribbles are LMAO LMAO. Hurt & some comfort feat. Norma, and Ellie Perkins, who provides the unexpexted comfort. Set early in the game, fall turning into winter.

(Please don’t mind the scrambled apostrophes and stuff, they SHOULD look normal if you click past the read-more maybe!)

Content warnings! Please be careful! <3<3<3 - pregnancy, pregnancy scare, loss, grief, general unpleasantness, and implied parasites too, they’re a thing.

Sitting alone in room 2 of the Dugout Inn, even with Dogmeat sleeping in the foot end of the threadbare bed, even with her bare feet against his warm back, Norma felt empty, and lonely. Some days she felt full instead - full of lava bubbling up inside her chest, dark and heavy and searing, or full of boiling swamp water seeping into her stomach, gathering in her ribcage until it was hard to breathe, and she burned furiously with that heat, with anger, with grief, or with something else she couldn’t name - but right now she was just empty, burning with high flame until there was nothing but a hollow ache in her chest and stomach, dush and ashes. It was inside her ribcage, a big Jay-shaped void, and it was deep down in her in her belly where Shaun had been growing what felt like just half a year ago.

A couple of nights ago Norma had woken up to feeling like Shaun had still been kicking and turning inside her and she’d first smiled - until she’d moved her hand to touch her stomach and found it too small and too soft. After that she’d cried, and after that she’d almost had a panic attack when the fluttering feeling hadn’t stopped. She’d spent a couple of hours worrying that she’d somehow been pregnant all along - never mind that it was impossible because she and Jay hadn’t had sex since Shaun had been born -, but that too had passed and she’d spent the day in bed, crying, not being able to shake the thought of how horrible it would be to be carrying another child now, here, without Jay at her side. The little phantom kicks had subsided eventually, and she’d been left feeling emptier and lonier than ever, both relieved and somehow not.

She knew she’d have to get going again soon: she was running out of caps. She’d barely been able to pay for the room and some little food, most of which she’d packed away. She was hungry but couldn’t make herself eat. She’d been eating so much lately and was still hungry all the time (which hadn’t helped the pregnancy scare at all) for no reason, and eating had started feeling more and more like a chore, and food tasted either gross or like nothing at all. She knew she’d have to get going and get the caps somewhere, but... right now she didn’t have the strength to get up. She still had the room for a few hours. Maybe later the Bobrovs would take pity on her and her red swollen eyes and hollow look and let her stay a little longer, just until someone else paid for the room, or maybe they’d let her open a tab - but right now she was too tired to think about it. She curled into a tighter ball around her aching belly and tried to breathe through the ashes in her lungs.

She’d almost drifted to sleep when there was a knock on the door that made her jump, jolted her awake in one violent shake. She bolted upright in the bed, squeezing the blankets against her chest, every muscle in her body trembling with tension. Dogmeat was up in an instant as well, and jumped off the bed with a low growl - whether startled by the knock or Norma’s fear, Norma didn’t know..

“Who’s there?” Norma called, harsher and more scared than she would have liked. She hated that tone, and hated how much her heart clenched, how scared she was, how paranoid --

“Norma? It’s Ellie Perkins”, a familiar voice called from the other side of the door, and Norma slumped against the wall, letting out a shaky breath. Dogmeat whined and settled onto the floor

“I was coming to get a drink, and wondered if you were still here or if you’d already left - I was wondering if you’d like some company?” Ellie said, muffled by the door. Norma squeezed her eyes shut, and fought not to cry again, this time at the thought of someone thinking of her, of someone caring. Her silence went on for too long, it seemed, and there was a more worried “Norma?” from the door.

“I’m here,” Norma managed. She wiped her eyes and sniffed. “I’m sorry, I- I’m here.”

“Are you alright?” Ellie asked, now clearly worried. Norma laughed briefly, and couldn’t stop the tears anymore. She slumped deeper into the bed and covered her face with her hands. Ellie knocked again. “Norma?”

Norma got up and padded across the room to the door and opened it, Dogmeat trailing behind her and pushing past her thighs to sniff at Ellie’s skirt. She smiled through her tears as best as she could at Ellie who must have been nearly pressed against the door judging by how close she was, and shook her head a little.

“I’m. not really,” she said. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I would be very good company right now. I think-” she glanced at her wrist, but she’d left the Pip-Boy in the bed and it was unlikely she would have been able to see the numbers through the tears even if she had had it on, “- I think I have to get going, I really can’t pay for another night--”

“Get going?” Ellie interrupted, eyes widening. “You’re- are you sure? You’ve been crying, it can’t be safe!”

“I don’t really have a choice”, Norma said, a sob escaping her and fresh tears running down her cheeks. She wiped them off and laughed again, a lie of a laugh, breathy and shaky. She felt like she was pulling shards of her diplomat’s mask over her face with trembling hands and failing. “I’ve already staid too long, I don’t have the money...”

“But where would you go this late? Do you even have the supplies to go?”

No.

Norma opened her mouth to lie but found that she couldn’t, and what came out instead was a strangled little sound that turned into another sob and she covered her mouth, hunching over and closing her eyes. Ellie groaned softly and stepped into her space, pulled her into a tight hug. Norma sunk into her arms and let herself cry against Ellie for a little bit, not able to stop even if she wanted to. She hadn’t had any idea how much she’d needed and missed this, a simple hug.

After a moment Ellie pulled back an arm’s length but didn’t let go of Norma’s shoulder.

“Alright. What if I get us something to eat and drink and we head over to me and Nick’s place and you can stay over at least for the night. You look like you could use a good rest and maybe a shoulder to cry on - no pressure, but IF you need it - and Nick’s out of town for a couple of days so you can use his bed no problem. Not that he sleeps a lot anyway but you know, you don’t need to worry - you especially don’t need to worry about it now--”

Ellie stopped, hesitating slightly, but Norma smiled at her shakily but much more genuinely - the mask had fallen off and left her feeling vulnerable and small and scared, but at the same time she felt safe with Ellie. Ellie had seen her cry before, had brought her a handkerchief and a cup of tea, had squeezed her shoulder and walked her to the Dugout to make sure she’d be safe - she hadn’t needed to but she had, and she’d continued to be kind to Norma since.

“I could really use a friend,” Norma said. Ellie broke into a relieved smile and hugged her again, tightly, and this time Norma hugged her back, and it felt good. Like comfort.

Like she was not so alone.

ps. TO BE CLEAR the movement isn’t the parasites. xD That’s just phantom kicks.

[faceless-dude]

THEM

I love how wiki suggests to just avoid battles with the other three characters while for Cahara it's:

Ain't this dude a lucky magnet

(somewhere cries Tanaka)

[faceless-dude]

He tried 🥲

Orig:

[faceless-dude]

Can somebody please explain him that this is not how healthy friendship works 💀💀💀