Have A Sneak Peek At My Latest Project! I Honestly Love The Design I Made, And Hope You All Like It Too

a lot of scantily clad women with numbers in ther urls are following me lately. they must be smitten with my devilish charm

Okay, so I posted my FIRST EVER animatic, Nico Ruined The Crayon Song, a little over a week ago. But, unfortunately, it is only 35 seconds long. 😕 But I though I would speak out here and on my Twitter about it, and to introduce myself.

Hi! My name is Doodles, and you can find me on Twitter and YouTube at Doodles. I am an amiture artist, and an inspired animator. The girl that is my picture thing is not me, but an OC of mine, named May. She is literally the face of my channel/page/account. I am a fangirl, as you can see from my likes, and I spend a lot of my time reading books for my English class or writing books that I will never publish.

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals

This is Rebecca. She is a nice girl when you get to know her, just be cautious when she flirts. I tried out a new hairstyle, and I think I am going to stick with it, because it made it look more realistic than it did before.

BONUS!!

OC introductions!!

So, I just posted the speedpaint to this lovely lady down below, and because she is not just an OC, I am going to explain her on here, under the cut.

This is Harper Flex. She is the main character of an actual book I’m writing. I’m not very far into the book, but I have her fleshed out.

She is what is called a Hopper. She can jump through alternate dimensions. One of the best ways to tell if a person a hopper is if they have rarities with genetics. Harper has heterochromia, like her mother. Hopper is a recessive gene; meaning the both parents have to be Hoppers.

But, on the other side of that, they is a kind of government called the IHT (Inter-dimensional Hoppers Task-force) that Hoppers have to get permission to procreate with other Hoppers. Harper, in particular, was an illegal bread. Her parents fell in love, had her without permission, and ran away from the IHT when Harper was old enough to hop. Which was 5 years old. It was not till she was 12, that they were caught, and Harper's parents were sentenced to death. She was forced to watch her parents demise.

Harper grew bitter after that. After her escape, she never stuck around dimensions for more that a few days; the longest she has ever stayed was 2 weeks. 

I don’t want to give away to much about her because of my writing. She is 16. Her parents names are Laik and Acelynn. That’s about all I’m gonna go into with Harper, but if you have any questions about Harper, or the story, don’t be shy, ask away. Don’t forget that I am taking requests too!!

I couldn’t reboot it for some reason

Oh my gods, it’s the Fucked Up Family (tm)

OH, JUST ANOTHER ONE IN A LONG LINE OF NO ONES

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!