#i said id doodle it all

[fruit-salad-ship]

She's returned from Hisui, some mons find her out in the field in the same spot where she was taken, unconcious and hurt badly, but alive, Val in her arms even in her state. Theyre rushed to the labs, and despite brutal injury, should be fine. Val's put in the ICU, the staff do not leave her alone, if anything were to happen to that pokemon Peach would lose it.

The professor herself is taken home, dosed to the hilt with pain meds, and put in bed after being cleaned up a little, checked out. Some broken ribs, fractures in the hands, a knuckle completly shattered, the healing mons come to her, repair what they can, but theres not a lot to be done about broken bones, those just take time.

Grey cannot explain the clothes, the scars that she never had, healed and seemingly old now, nor the changes in her physical apperance, hairs longer than it was that morning, she's somehow bigger? the notable white streak in the hair??? Only thing she's got on her is a half filled notebook tucked away in a pocket, small but hers, full of scribbles, sketches, mons long extinct in some cases, unusual variants, some kid he's never seen, Val, scenery. Plum in particular thumbs through it for a long while, unaware that this woman had any artistic skill, but it had to be her right? Thats her hand writing... some of it in Ancient Hisuian????? A pretty dead language these days. She said she was from Sinnoh but didnt expect this level of knowedge from her.

Takes 13 hours for her to wake up, the longest 13 hours theyve sat through, neither able to sleep, pacing around the house. When she's finally awake, totally buzzed from painkillers, nothing feels real, its out of body, touching stuff is abstract, the feeling is all wrong, heads fuzzy, she hit the deck pretty hard during the battle with Arcaeus, body went through a lot, she recalls falling for a long time, the impact should have broken her back, cracked her head, but here she is. She must be dead, this is a dream, being back home again like this is not new, she's had this dream so many times since leaving.

It is Val, waking in the ICU and demanding Booker comes to see her immediatly that is the turning point. Since peach left, she'd used taste to ground herself, when dreams felt too real, when reality felt off, taste stays the same. There when youre awake, gone if youre in a dream, or even an illusion. Val tells the Teddiursa to get some potent tasting berry and force feed Peach, only then will she realise this is the real timeline she was suppost to be in. Bob ambles in and sits with Val for the rest of her rest, old friends.

Once Peach realises she's home, truly, her thoughts immediatly go to her partner, and despite dizzy head and a body full of breaks and bruises, she gets on her feet, staggers her way to the labs, finds her partner, in just a bad a way as she is. The two sit together and say nothing, they dont need to. She waits until Val wakes up again, in and out of rest, petting bob as he dozes close. They've gone through hell and back, and now, with her partner, she makes the joke, the one she's sat on the whole time, recalling their original weekend holiday plans.

"Maybe we'll get to go camping now." knowing neither want to be anywhere but curled up at home right now. They fought god and came out alive, fuck camping.

Days pass recovering, neither well, but alive, repairing, it takes time. And in that time, Peach tells her loved ones everything, every lie, every hidden secret, all out on the table, Val even shares some memories with Grey and Plum, who have both a million questions, and new found deep understanding for her personlaity and behaviours now. She is sorry, painfully so, and sees she's made a lifetime of mistakes, too afraid to lose what she'd gained, the good in her life something she was not willing to risk, but in being secretive, she was putting them in danger. If they left now, she would understand, theyre free to do whatever they need to. Grey looks at Plum, a moment passing, before the pair get up. Peach thinks to leave, accepting it, but they wrap her up in their arms and squeeze as much as her damaged body can take.

They're sad for her, she has not had it easy by any means, but after being handed that shitshow of a childhood, Peach made something good of her life, and that takes real strength.

#i said id doodle it all #and i did #prof.peach #doodle #pokemon

[firefangs]

two dudes who are missing an eye, use swords, love booze, and have huge tatas

#roronoa zoro #one piece #guilty gear #baiken #fanart #my art #drawing #doodle #art #this was a warmup lol #i asked my buddies for characters to doodle to warm up and one said zoro and the other said baiken #so of course i figured id put em together #ive never played guilty gear in my life all the info i know is from my friends who do play it

[spiderziege]

day 1 of huevember! wanna try doing that this year, lets see how far i get - its probably all gonna be rough sketches like this one :D i also adjusted the hues a little (mostly made them a bit less neon, just as a personal preference)

#the main goal is to have fun and do some colour experiments #also probably gonna pause the daily doodles for this month! i know i said id combine the two but i think i prefer it this way after all #falsesymmetry #huevember #hermitcraft #my art

[b0nelessdoodles]

buncha heket doodles cause i love the frog i love her so much beloved big frog

#cult of the lamb #cotl heket #cotl leshy #cotl lamb #cult of the lamb heket #cult of the lamb leshy #id be lying if i said i loved all the bishops cause kalamar exists #fuck you kalamar you know what you did #but this isnt about him ill doodle him another day this post is about my beloved big mean frog lady #i forgot how much i loved heket until i ran through anura post game and just #BIG FROG BIG FROG BIG FROG #also her coming into the cult and just #........................hungry #i love her so much anything for you heket ill give you only the best meals #this was also what happened when i got leshy i forgot how much i love him #these two are just so fun i love these little shits so much #shoutout to me getting all the bishops i had drunk #and heket and leshy started brawling each other and cried when i broke them up #kalamar broke a piece of furniture and i wanted to throw him #and narinder puked instantly and then passed out on the floor instead of actually going to bed #10/10 content get the bishops drunk its fun

[volatilemask]

noticing a pattern in my recent media consumption

#id in alt #blood #mgr #metal gear #raiden #ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #vm's art #would you believe me if i said this is probably my favorite raiden drawing ive done. a shitty doodle surpasses them all

[puppyeared]

you seem like the. kind of person who I'd run into during a rock concert while I'm trying to find bathroom and notably you are dressed kind of oddly for the concert (see: divorced dad outfit. hawaiian shirt. jorts. chunky sandles. giant sun hat.) and so I ask you "hello, do you know where I can find the bathroom?" and you go "yeah sure!!" and you point me the complete opposite direction from the bathroom. not on purpose, but because you also have no idea where the bathroom is. I thank you and go on my way, both of us oblivious to the fact we are currently very much not at a rock concert. it's an idie band that just screams really loud. sorry if that's specific you just give me giant 'perpetual tourist that isn't really a tourist and has never left their home city but just seems like a tourist anyways' energy

naw thats a pretty reasonable impression id say

#thank you for this i can very clearly see all of this happening whehghfdg #ive actually never been to a concert of any kind before!! id love to go see cavetown in person cuz hes the only one i actually consistently #listen to. but the dude only has his tours either in europe or the states orz #BUT if you did ask me where you could find a certain type of fish in the aquarium i could almost definitely get it right #only cause ive been to the aquarium enough times to memorize the galleries but forgetful enough to be surprised every single time #“yeah sure!!” is also a SPOT ON RESPONSE. not a “its that way” or “head there and turn left”. yeah sure is more on point than u could know #one time i was at the beach ogling these tiny fish and some guy asked me hows the water and i said theres tiny fish here!! #which did not answer his question and was so far off and its happened so many times that i think ive accepted it #ask #answered #yapping #doodles #puppysona #i also know deep in my soul i would dress oddly for a concert because 1) almost all the clothes in my closet are at least 8 years old #and 2) im very picky and wear for comfort rather than something i could actually use for certain outings. like a concert #i literally have a sweater that says baddie in fancy font and i only bought it because its REALLY FUNNY and it was like $12

[maskeddiany]

Dominoes

#this is his second bday so i won't mandrake him again. just for this time. #this is the thing i said i was working on it just took more than expected #i haven't posted much abt their dynamic but trust me this means a lot :') #also i'm not used to make comic at all so- in case of any problems undertanding my handwritting i can add the dialogues in the image id #all is up to down and left to right #doodles #oc #oc comic #goober: wincent #goober: gloria #diany scribbs

[ekuns]

blue archive

aris(?) :>

#this was for the 'send me a fandom and ill doodle my fav from it' thing from a while back #i said id do them all eventually but itd take a while....<:3 #i still have like 2 more. hhhhhh #rii doodles #asks #Anonymous

[skidaddleskidoodles]

Ngl your oc sketch pages are SUUUPER cute and inspiring, now I want to doodle mine like that!! :D so many good expressions and cuteness, lovely job 💕

thats so sweet of you to say, i did the sketch pages half because im lazy and didn't feel like coloring everything and half because i was working on making expressions more ,, expressive lol so it makes me very happy to hear this (:

#this might be the nicest thing someones said to me about my art #also id love to see you do some sketch pages theyre really fun to work on!!!!! #it also helped me learn a lot about each oc since they were all new and didnt have much to them yet #like cloudburst got a lot more prissy and looks oriented during the span of me doodling him sjahbhjka #anyways youre so sweet and i hope you have a nice day (:

[todayisafridaynight]

i see you are a fear and hunger fan. Injecting my brainwaves onto you

ouuugghhh these branwaves make me want pretzel sticks.....

#snap chats #UGH FINALLY DONE MOVING EVERYTHING IN time to munch on these sticks... #should i post a pic of where i have my tv and consoles set up it makes me giggle #the feng shui of this room is ACTUALLY so much better than my last room im so happy #the last room i had was so. Why Would You Put These Here but this one is about as perfect as can be #it probably helps that. i actually had time to pack and i wasnt just scrambling to grab what i needed LMAO BUT YK #oh but yeah. yeah i like fear and hunger:] if i needed to make the reminder :] #i think caharas my fave but i like the funger 1 cast a lot near equally. for whatever reason. #theyre just simple chaps- tho funger 2 DEF has a lot of great charas..... ougghgh.... #ough i said id work once i was all done but im so tired.. #and we're supposed to have a first-day meeting tomorrow night and uuuUGHH #i still want to stream tomorrow so hopefully im not like. DEAD by the time i get to that #anyway . im gona see if i can force myself to doodle something just so ican wake myself up then its grind time #BYYE #ps should i get actual food. i could make onigiri or pasta but Im Tired and i prob shouldnt exclusively eat pretzel sticks #WAIT I HAVE GRAPES YAAAAAY YIPEEEEE #ok bye

[ratgingi]

i went to the therapist earlier and she was like so why are you seeking treatment with us today and my brain blanked and i was like i dunno. ive never needed therapy everythings all good (<- has been in therapy services for varying reasons since age 6)

#i told her some of my lore tm and she said at the end that everything id shared with her today was very upsetting #i was all good though she gave me a pen and paper and fruit snacks so i was just doodling ponies and monching #dialogue #it mightve been younger than six actually i forgot abt the family issues therapy i had to go through during the divorce tm

[wis121178]

I need an emotional support robot while I'm painting

#fnaf dca #fnaf sun #doodle thing cuz #story time #i have a school project and my group tasked ME to do all the work for painting/// what the fuck. #painting and research and everything is on me and. god #they made me redo a painting jus cuz the dress was plain god #PAINT IT YOURSELF THEN💢💢 #i specifically said id do a simplistic style so i dont combust but naur..... #i specifically said to give me references hut they didnt do shit #made in less than a minute btw so yeahhh idc if its scruffy

[supercantaloupe]

lack of engagement doesn't make me want to stop making and posting art or whatever but it definitely isn't encouraging either tbh

#sasha speaks #i wanna talk about me #that said comments absolutely do...i got a wonderful comment on a fic today and now i'm thinkin of writing another #like idk maybe it's the timing of when i post stuff but i've tried most times of day and it usually doesn't make much difference so. idk #also for the record if the issue is a lack of image descriptions could someone tell me? #like if that's the thing that holds you back from rb then let me know please #i don't ID all my drawings but i do try to ID the ones i'm especially happy with and/or want to be seen and shared #cause i WANT them to be seen and accessibility is a part of that ik #but when i put a lot of effort into a drawing and an ID on top and it still gets as little attention as my 5 minute shit doodles... #well it's hard to see the incentive #and it makes me feel like lacking an ID is not the reason people don't engage w my stuff. it makes me feel like it's something else #(primarily that people don't see it or don't like it...)

[zend-pixie]

ok actually its not fair of me to keep this hidden in the tags of another post so ill put it out here. there’s a couple hashtags boycotting dsmp on twitter right now like #dropdsmp or #dropdream and i encourage y’all to join in

ANYWAYS! dsmp era is officially over <3 we are free pixie nation

#always felt embarrasing as hell saying im into that server but back then it wasnt as bad cause hyperfix <3 #then the loss of interest came #and the artist guilt of 'oh god im not drawing what the y want uhhh quick whats a ctommy doodle i can make in 2 hours' #and then the .allegations and very fucked up drama came #and a combo of lost interest. poor - downright problematic even - story handling #and actual groomer allegations #are more than enough to make me drop something for good #maybe a reblog will happen here or there cause sadly i do like the trope of a world getting erased and ppl losing all their memories of it #in the new one but #ehhhhhh #fanart not so much #as i said genuine discomfort #well i can finally detach that godforsaken server from my interest list godbless #maybe finally ppl from other fandoms im also - if not even more - into will wanna be friends then </3 #a LOT have dsmp dni in their bio and ngl im tempted to do the same #the wound is still very fresh though id rather run it under cold water first than buy the bandaid #me #mcyt #sbi #cd #dt #dsmp #dsmp critical #dropdream #dropdsmp

[scatmaan]

doodling olav as the dark urge ....

#scatmaan complains #had to get this doodle down before going to sleep #i said id draw him today and by god i meant it #birdie just had to come first #ill work more on this later #i want all the gore surrounding him and the bodies pulling him down #me and my disembodied hands #rlly testing my perspective

[writa-anon]

"is that.. supposed to be me?"

francis mosses (the milkman) x artist!reader

a / n ~ boom! first fanfic :3 i was a little inspired by uh.. myself LOL when i started playing tnmn i realized i was horrible at memorizing faces so i started drawing the characters to help me remember and it works sooo much. but anyway, super cute oneshot where they first meet, hope u enjoy :D

content included ~ isaack mauss, francis mosses, reader is an artist and doorman, no pronouns mentioned for reader, use of (y/n), shy n wholesome first encounter

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“Another slow day at work, huh?”

A enthusiatic-ridden voice boomed, instinctively making me look up to meet the gaze of a strong-jawlined man. I cleared my throat and placed my pencil on the scratchy sheet of paper, sitting up in my chair.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Gauss.” I greeted, grinning that customer-service smile.

“Good afternoon, (y/n). I assume work is treating you well?” He said before sliding both his ID and request form through the letter hole. “Only your third day and you’re occupying yourself with side hobbies!” He exclaimed, squinting a little to see my doodle through the glass screen. I chuckled a little as I examined his ID.

“Eh, yeah..” I sighed. “But this actually helps with my job, believe it or not!” I said proudly, pulling out the floor 2 folder to compare his ID number. “I’ve been drawing neighbors in order to remember their features better. It’s especially helpful because of my terrible memory.” I said, shaking my head. Isaack simply chuckled as I placed the folder to the side as I went through his request form.

“That’s pretty smart.” He commented. “Who have you drawn so far?” He asked, curiously tilting his head. As I went through the checklist as I idly thought to myself.

“Umm..” I hummed. “The Schmitts and the Mikaelys are definitely in here.” I finished up the last check before rolling back to my sketchbook, using my finger to thumb through the pages.

“Unfortunate. I haven’t been drawn yet.” He faked pouted. I rolled my eyes before flipping one or two pages before presenting the portrait to him.

“I’m not necessarily finish. Your face is pretty hard to encapture.” I sighed, looking at the smears of led blended together. Isaack was something of a character: a big prominent smile that is not hard to catch a glimpse of in a room full of people. His hair perfectly styled each morning that still manages to maintain its shape by the end of the day. His voice had depth to it, almost like he was born to be the daily news reporter for radios and TVs of all kind. He stared at the drawing in satisfied awe before leaning back.

“Wow, it surely is accurate!” He beamed. I smiled proudly before placing my sketchbook down.

“Thank you,” I politely nodded. I slid his ID back through the letter box. “Everything seems to be good to go. You’re allowed in, Mr. Gauss.” He nodded in his head in gratitude, but however, did not my window just yet. He took a minute to ponder, as if contemplating his next move, before beaming his teeth once again.

“Ah, before I go,” he quickly inputed. “is there by chance Francis Mosses is on today’s list? He’s the local milkman around here.”

I raised my eyebrow a little, not exactly sure as to why Isaack chose to bring up this person’s name. I shook my head gently before folding my arms in front of me. “I’m sorry, Mr. Gauss, but I’m afraid I cannot disclose that information for you.”

“—Ah, of course.” Isaack quickly fixed himself, putting his hands up a little in defense. “I understand. I was just curious is all. I’m sure you know him though, no?” Thinking for a minute, I’ve realized that this is a neighbor I have not encountered yet.

“No, actually..” I pondered out loud. “Huh, that’s interesting. I guess he works a morning or night shift because the name doesn’t really ring a bell.” I noted out loud.

“Interesting.” He muttered. “Well, keep the name in mind. He’s a rather interesting person, and I think you would find him just as interesting.” Before I could say anything else, he gestured a quick wink before walking through the unlocked door. I quickly snapped out my thoughts before locking the door back up again.

Isaack never really mentioned other names— it wasn’t necessarily out of character, but it felt a little outlandish. I looked down to see my pencil in hand again and blank surface of paper. My eyes trailed over to the paper taped on to the wall next to my window, realizing that Frances was in fact on today’s check-in list. Out of curiousity, I located his room number before surfing through the folders. After locating folder 3 and apartment 02, I was able to find more about him.

He was a slim, tall man with a crooked nose and ruffled brown hair. His eye bags were prominent from what I assume to be lack of sleep. As I stared at his picture, my hand moved by itself across my sketchbook, forming a circle to start defining out the headshape. I squinted slightly, trying to feel for each detail in his face. From the way his eyebrows were rotated a little outward, defining more of his tired expression, to the bump in his nose bridge, making it a bit more interesting to draw. It was mesmerizing, almost wishing I could sit here and draw his face in perso—

tap, tap!

I nearly jumped out of my seat. The pencil flung out of my hand, rolling off of the desk. My eyes flickered up—

and there he was.

My breath near caught in my throat as I stared up in shock. The man behind the glass was barely shocked to see my reaction. His white “milkman” hat rested perfectly on top of his brown hair with small curls slightly peaking out. I was swift to regain my composure in my head as I folded my hands in front of me with my legs crossed under the desk.

“Good afternoon, sir.” I smiled. “I haven’t seen you before. ID and entry request?”

He let out a small hum, barricaded by his pink lips, as he took out his paper and ID. He politely slid them through the letter slot before I took the items to examine.

“Mr. Francis Mosses.. Lives on floor 03.. Room 02.. Coming from work as a milkman.” I glanced up to look at him, comparing the photo ID to his face. His expression was exactly alike: tired eyes, slight frown on the lips, crooked nose, and a clean shaven face. I double checked with his file already on my desk, making sure that the ID numbers and the description aligned with his ID. “Everything looks good.” I confirmed as I slid his ID back to him.

“Mmm.. Thank you.” He hummed. I turned around to place his request form in a folder, but once I sat back up, I realized he was still standing at the window, curiously staring through the glass. I raised my eyebrow a little, confused as to why he was still lingering.

“I’m sorry, did I forget something?” I asked. Francis shook his head before pointing down at my desk.

“Is that.. Supposed to be me?” He asked. A tiny bit of emotion seeped into his voice, dripping in interest and curiousity.

“I— oh—” I looked down to see the rough drawing of Francis sitting at my desk, drawn with sketch lines still lightly defining his features, while the harder drawn areas sculpted his prominent details. “Yeah..” I mumbled. “I-I’m sorry if it makes you uncomfortable!” I exclaimed. “It’s just a way to help me remember faces and I was going through the files and I realized I haven’t met you before so I—”

“You make me look so pretty.” He mumbled, almost breathlessly. A faint pink color brushed his cheeks as he was unable to take his gaze away from the paper.

“W-Well.. I do aim for accuracy.” I chuckled, complimenting the man right back. My nerves had calmed down after noticing his calm demeanor. “You could keep it, if you’d like that is.” I offered. It would be awkward if I kept the drawing rather than give it to him— I mean— this is his first time ever seeing me and it was an awkward first interaction right off the bat. It was the least I could do for him. Francis nodded his head and in response, I tore the piece of paper out of the scrapbook before sliding it through the letter slot.

“There you go.” I smiled.

“Thank you..” He replied, graciously taking the piece of paper and admiring it once again. “Oh— um,” He quickly looked up to me. “What is your name? I’m sorry, I’m not really good with.. Introductions.” He trailed off, but something about his shyness and reluctant voice made me grin even harder.

“My name is (y/n). I’m the doorman in training for this building.” I greeted.

“Ah, of course. I’m Francis— Mmm..Though you already know that.” He said, shaking his head a little by the end of his sentence.

“Well, it was nice meeting you, Francis. I’ll be seeing you around, I assume?” I said, sitting at the edge of my chair as I looked up at him.

“More often than before.” He smiled. It was the widest he’d grin throughout our whole conversation. Something inside me told me that he doesn’t pass around smiles like that easily. It made me feel accomplished in some sort of way. But with that, he departed from my window. I made sure to unlock the door and listen for the door closing behind him before locking it again.

Francis Mosses.

I think I have someone to look forward to on tomorrow’s entry list.

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