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doodledrawsthings · 4 months
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first doodles of the year
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valerian-insomniac · 10 months
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Artfight
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I just want to give this giant worm on a string a hug XD
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doppy-enjo · 9 months
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Attack on @doodledrawsthings grarr
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goosemagician · 1 year
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A couple doodles of @doodledrawsthings characters! I love “Shadow of Shady Shore” so much, I just had to draw these guys!
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lazyylem0ns · 10 months
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Artfight attack to @doodledrawsthings
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smorallow · 2 years
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Artfight for @doodledrawsthings / @mak-to-the-future of their ocs!
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cappydoodle · 2 years
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art fight attacks from yesterday! characters by @doodledrawsthings and @snailcomicz, respectively ^u^
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ecto-hazard · 1 year
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I don’t think I’ve ever posted anything about this persons stuff but a big inspiration for the design of my character Umbra is from @/doodledrawsthings art
I got into their art back when I was in the BATIM fandom and recently rediscovered stuff they made. especially love their AHIT au (which is my only context for that game despite me owning it for the switch I haven’t played it yet ok) and original characters stuff from Shadow of Shady Shore, who the character I drew here Luka is from. Idk if there’s somewhere I can actually read soss? Like a comic or something? but I love all the concept art I’ve seen.
Anyway I doodled a luka cause I love mak’s art to bits and wanted to tell you all to go check out their blog cause their stuff is amazing
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witch-sweets · 6 months
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May or may not be hyperfixating on Shadow of Shady Shore rn
Might write a fic or do art
I'm obsessed with the funky werewolf adjacent creature
Idk if they mind being tagged or not but @doodledrawsthings I love your barbie doll OCs very much
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demonfoxnate · 1 year
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Drew some doodles of the worm boy, character design belongs to @doodledrawsthings.
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I’ve been wanting to draw some fan art for @doodledrawsthings‘s The Shadow of Shady Shore for a while now and was just suddenly inspired a while ago just do it! Big fan of the concept even back when it was an AHiT au :D
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doodledrawsthings · 6 months
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recent oc doodle pages
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clownsnake · 2 years
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here’s a sketch of @doodledrawsthings’ character LUKA which I didn’t get to finish by the end of art fight :’) I’m just gonna post this now so I’ll remember to finish it next time they participate :D
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mumblelard · 2 years
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i should have bought the cthulu mask i saw at the thrift store on saturday it was a message and i knew it was a message but it wasn't a message i wanted to hear
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aftmeerkat13712 · 6 months
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Made another animation from @doodledrawsthings Shadow of Shady Shores. I went with the second to most recent design since it was my second favorite, aside from the very first one. Still love all of them.
Also, this was why it took me so long to post
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gumballavocadoharry · 2 months
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Stumbling in: Brother Harry:
October wind fluffed your hair the minute you felt the cool evening chill of fall shore through your skin. The taxi watched you tightrope walk up on the little brick pathway from the garage to the front porch glimmering a little shine from the overhead porch light. It was a little lantern for you after being stuck in a claustrophobic car, suckling in vomit and head spins; blurry lights radiating through the window, the mucky dew smell of London at night sent a shiver of isolation and adventure up to your spine, feeling the brisk euphoria of feeling "grown up."
You waved the taxi off, watching it slowly and quietly pull out from the driveway and gain its momentum back in the main street. Standing there for a while looking and taking in all the shadows of the picture painting houses on the block. It was so quiet, jaded with emptiness and complete privacy outside. A nocturnal poloroid moment for you; alone, unnoticed, but shady. Street lights sent spotlights in front of them; spaced so pristine and perfect, that somehow you went unseen. No one could see or hear you. That was until you thought slowly opening the front door would be the same way. But in every household, there's always one person who's either halfway asleep or fully awake.
Harry. Your brother.
"Where were you?" His voice, filled with silent rage and sternness. His green eyes seemed to penetrate through you like it was a stranger that had appeared in his presence, not his younger sister. "I was out.... I'm sorry I'm late, I lost track of time-"
"I was worried sick! You didn't call or text- not so much as a voicemail that said: "Hey, it's yn, I'm sorry I'm late." Nothing." A warm flush poured through your cheeks, looking down at the little wood floor that sported dark blotches over them. You could feel Harry stepping closer to you, eventually feeling his finger lift your chin to his face. His eyes were scanning something deeper, you could tell....no matter how hard you wanted to focus and force yourself to identify what he was looking for, you couldn't.
"You've been drinking?" You furrowed your eyebrows, scoffing a huffed giggle, "Are you serious? No." Now Harry's eyebrows were furrowed. "Yes you were! Yn-" Harry pushed himself away from you to collect his composure. His temper was blaring, and if scared you..... enough for shaky inaudible breaths to echo from you and your legs to dart you from the front door and upstairs to the bathroom. You ejected whatever was running through your stomach with the beers you had before flushing the toilet and dragging yourself to your bedroom.
A ping whiffed through you, snaking through up to your lungs. It shot faster upon your brother's creaky steps on the stairs. Lights were dim, your head; empty and pounding and Harry's quiet peek into your bedroom with dreary eyes and a silent disappointment....you knew he was.
You could make out the shadow of door closing behind Harry as his silhouette dissolved from the hallway.
Dust bunnies tickled your nose, the glow of the morning sun shimmered through the window. The headache seemed to fade and bitter aftertaste of Bass Ale simmered away. Breakfast crept through the crack under the door; the thick smog of muffins clouded through your room. A tense of happy came over you thinking of fluffy dough that would float and melt on your tongue. But, realization of Harry being the only other in the house, interrupted the euphoric thought.
The clock was striking to nine. You couldn't put off breakfast any longer; loud roars of your stomach became intolerable. You changed out of your clothes from last night, donning fresh new ones before stepping down the stairs. Shame splashed onto you, seeing the back of Harry at the stove, cooking breakfast for you and him. After everything, he's still doing this for me..... You thought. You took one step closer, then another, then another...until there you were.....only a few steps away from him. He clicked the stove off, turned to you and then back to the muffins. "Breakfast is ready," he set them on the stove before going into the living room. The flicker of last night haunted you like a ghost swimming around your mind.
Those feet planted on the wood, back to back, shoulder to shoulder against the door, and those angry lasering eyes that bore into you like the sun at its angriest. You didn't know what to say... Harry was sitting in the rocking chair, reading through his text messages and you catching a glimpse from coming through the doorway.
Yn where are you?
Pick up!
Why aren't you answering your calls? I'm really worried about you!!! I've been driving for hours and....
Harry looked up to you, feeling your presence in his space. "Yes?..." You came around to Harry's front and ducked yourself into hug. "I'm sorry....I'm really sorry Harry.....I shouldn't have come home so late.."
Back was bare and drafty, until Harry's soft hands cupped themselves around your body. "Why were you drunk yn?" You pulled away, letting tears trickle down your cheeks. "I don't know....I had a few drinks and I guess I lost count." Harry shook his head, "Yn...."
"I just wanted a good time!" You blurted. Harry looked at you, his eyes softening, "There is no 'good time' in getting drunk. You lose complete control of your senses and that's very dangerous. Anything and anyone could've hurt you......and I wouldn't be there...no one would've been there yn. That's why I was so upset.. I'm very protective of you and if anything ever happened...I just don't know what I'd do." You swallowed, biting your lip, allowing the lecture to twist inside you, knowing your brother was right. You picked the thin lip skin with your teeth, nervously questioning what Harry was going to do.
"Come here yn," you fell into his arms again, "I love you very much....very much," the sweet whisper warmed you.
"Don't ever forget that." Harry squeezed tighter. The room was filled with the quiet silence of breathing and heartbeats. You didn't say it out loud, but internally...you promised Harry, you truly would never forget just how much you were loved.
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