Welcome to the Rainbow Woods

Fantroll Ask Blog! (18+) I don't draw :3 Open for asks and rp! They/Them, follows from tailsdoll6.

[deepwoodtrolls]

Promo Time!!

Hi, I'm Whisk! I'm trying to actually shift over to an actual ask blog so that maybe I can start Doing Things in the community skladhgl

There's already a lot of stuff over on my main blog @tailsdoll6, but I'll be posting Homestuck stuff here from now on! I'm totally open for plotting and rp! AND!! We have some new characters that've joined us! And who knows, maybe I'll jump on the narrator character train soon!

[sketchesandmesses]

"Grrrrrr"

I love this part so much, the way Max just FLIES around inside the building XD

[zillyeh]

i can revamp all my old ocs if my heart wants it... this is LE3.0, or Leo (and Parrot!) he works at an artificial Space Truck Stop/cargo checkpoint and he lifts extremely heavy things. He's got nowhere near the battery life he needs to do that lifting, so he has a little buddy that he plugs into while he works! With a cable that looks so much like a tail it's silly.

Old art under the cut cause I still kinda like it fwiw

[damistrolls]

um hi meet artie

he REALLY likes newspapers <3 he’s been collecting and archiving them since he was little

[damistrolls]

Good 2 know that even magpie hates AI generated Art (Music)

"Not exactly. It's a fairly complicated issue, in my opinion. I see nothing inherently wrong with artwork created by an AI, so long as it is done without stealing from and exploiting the artists who have dedicated sweeps of their lives to honing their craft. But as it stands... that is essentially the only type of AI artwork out there, isn't it?"

[warrentrolls]

i've been dying to redraw this spvtw panel since i made these idiots LOL

s'rude to pitch flirt during their set, eudico

[deepwoodtrolls]

Dance to Die For

A short little thing of Magpie and Zulene meeting for the first time!! @ask-the-troll-boys is where you’ll find Magpie

Hey really fun fact: I found this in my drafts from whenever the fuck asdgksrg 

CW for Blood and. Mild torture? Like it should be fine. But there’s a knife and it’s Magpie, so. Self-explanatory.

It's been a slow night. Er, well, every night is slow, but this one more so than usual. Zulene usually gets at least one customer in here by now, wandering around looking at stuff. They work hard to make and/or find these things! Who wouldn't want a bullet made from a coin stolen from a celebrity highblood?! Most people, obviously. Okay, but what about this knife that looks dubiously and vaguely old? They taught themself to metalwork for that! Sure, it looks weird, and the squiggles are for looks, but damn! And that weirdass fox mask they found in a dumpster?! They washed it, it's fine now! It even smells like an old dead fox! Was it the store that sucked…? No, everyone else must be wrong.  

Lost in thought, Zu almost didn't notice someone strolling in. They certainly didn't notice someone standing in front of the door, blocking line of sight. Zu paled as they locked eyes with the "customer." They couldn't speak as the "stranger" confidently walked over to the knife's case, admiring it. He couldn't be, right? There's no way THE Magpie was in their shop, Zu must be hallucinating! But there he was, glancing ever so subtly at the lime-finned oddity shop owner. 

Magpie smirked. He hasn't even said anything yet and his prey was already almost as pale as he was. Oh, they looked like they were tough. They must think they're real tough, what with those gold piercings and gaudy tattoos. Who do they think they are? A screamer from the looks of it. He wonders how long it'll take, how loud they'll yell, how much they'll beg for their life… 

Zulene doesn't know how it all happened. It was all so fast. Magpie asked about the knife, and, what, did they say something about highbloods? Scum of society? It's all a blur, right up until the knife plunged through their hand and they cried out in pain. Magpie chuckles, twisting the knife and sinking a finger onto the wound. "FfffUCK!" Zulene's hand is currently pinned to the counter by the knife. There's no way they're moving while it's stuck there. Shit, shit, shit. This is gonna hurt. They take Magpie by surprise, gripping his hand around the knife handle and pulling it out of their hand. They were holding hands…. And so, their dance of death began. At first, Magpie practically waltzes Zulene around the shop, cutting into them with the knife and overpowering them. Zulene figured out quite quickly about Magpie's healing after gouging a hole in his neck. And that was all they needed to turn the tables around. 

"Alright pretty boy, my turn." Magpie puts a bloodied finger to Zulene's cheek, whispering, "So you think I am pretty, do you?" Zulene could barely hide their flushed face as the edges of their eyes sparked and lit up. And as simple as that, they began to heal. Magpie glances at his own finger that Zu hand managed to cut a few seconds ago. It bled. And bled. And refused to heal. He knew limes could be different, but this one…they were very interesting.

And so, the two continued. One slashed the other, then the other slammed the one against a case. Back and forth, to and fro, the two twirled and stabbed. It wasn't until they were both panting, slick with blood and sweat, that they split away from each other, staring each other down. And before they both knew it, Zulene was on top of Magpie, weakly holding the knife to his throat. Their theft ability doesn’t last too long, and they were on the brink of exhaustion. "I… Gotchu… Fucker…"

Magpie whispered, "You are… quite the specimen…" and his eyes rolled back as he passed out from blood loss. 

Zulene pulls back the knife, and before they could end it… They feel something hard connect with their neck, and the world went black. When they awoke, head pounding with a migraine, Magpie was nowhere to be found. The shop was cleaner than when they opened and a note with a phone number on it was in their pocket. 

He could've at least paid for the knife.

[damistrolls]

third commission finished of @tailsdoll6′s zulene! they were super fun to work on, thank u!

[damistrolls]

OH I ALMOST FORGOT

my family dragged me out for dinner before i could show u guys but please do look at shivan

she does web design and just a little bit of hacking on the side

[memesomething]

kidnapping positions

send one for a starter featuring my muse, your muse or both of our muses (feel free to specify)...

duct taped to a chair

drenched with water & regularly half-drowned to keep them semi-conscious at most

tied somewhere with rising water levels

in the trunk of a car

in the back of a truck

in the back of a police vehicle

in the backseat of a car, trying to draw other drivers' attention

buried alive in a car/other vehicle

buried alive in a coffin (or casket, or burial shroud, etc)

strapped to a table & chemically restrained

strapped to a table & being operated on

strapped to a table & being tortured/injured for information

chained to a wall in a cold room

chained to the ceiling so they have to stand on tip-toes to reach the ground

locked in a small container (fridge, freezer, storage chest)

duct taped & gagged in a cupboard

duct taped & gagged in a bathroom

duct taped & gagged in another part of a house, basement or mansion

dumped in a river (possibly drugged, duct taped, etc)

left in a dumpster (possibly drugged, duct taped, etc)

left for dead in this creative way: (fill in the blank)

having just escaped from their kidnapper and badly needing food/water/medical attention/etc

having just escaped from their kidnapper and making that first phonecall home to say hello, I'm alive

having just escaped from their kidnapper and making the decision to turn back around to help (another muse) escape, as well

[sasster]

I like the idea of being the final girl, but let's face it. I overthink everything, I'm self-absorbed and have a hard time thinking about something Not Me, and I'm kind and a pushover to a fault. I'm either the pretty girl in the opening who dies first or the nerd guy friend who figures out a clue and gets killed mid-sentence. I'd say I could be a mean girl, but. C'mon. I apologize to people who interrupt me. I'm too soft.

"You are the one killed in the opening scene, no dialog, no name.

In the end credits you are just Victim #1.

So that stuff doesn't matter."

[thestarlightbrigade]

I have done 2 out of ??? icons

[sasster]

have you written anything you're proud of lately*?

can i see? :)

[sasster]

🔫

[deepwoodtrolls]

Warning for hurt/comfort! Very vague about it though so it should be fine!

Saffron’s Smile

It’s been a long day. One rough task after another, and here he is again. A child with pointed ears and fluffy blue fur sits on a bed in the middle of the night crying. He didn’t want to hurt anyone. He truly didn’t. Gold Wyldfang, at the age of 8, refuses to forgive himself. Some nights he jolts awake, haunted by their former life's hell. Other nights he doesn’t sleep at all. This night, however, something changed. There’s a soft knock at the door. Gold attempts to clean himself up before it opens, but he’s too much of a wreck. Cleaning up snot and tears quickly is harder than it seems.

In the doorway stands a similarly blue-furred figure. Their green eyes and empathetic heart see this child, this supposed symbol of happiness and innocence with eyes red and limbs shivering in fear. And they smile. They offer Gold a soft smile that you only give once in your life. A smile that the receiver will never forget because it’s so full of love. A smile that you only see when you need it most. A smile that tugs your heart into a hug that could melt Neptune. A smile that sparkles like the north star as tears stream down either side of it. A smile that doesn’t fade even as those tears run out and turn to a painful, soulful magic and continues to unwaver as they sit down on the bed next to Gold and pull him into a tight embrace. It only disappears long enough for Saffron’s gentle voice to say, “You're pretty brave, kiddo. I'm here, I'm here. You’re safe. You're okay. Deep breaths. I’m proud of you, y'know that? It's a heavy burden for someone with such little shoulders. You don't have to do it alone though. I will never leave your side no matter what happens. I love you, Superstar.”

Neither of them slept that night, for they were too busy soaking in their warm and teary silence. They both took their first day off in a long time. And while Gold's first actual birthday became pretty memorable, his favorite gift will always be Saffron’s smile and undying love.

[damistrolls]

“What, you don’t have dozens of men constantly throwing themselves at your feet? Sad for you.”

anyways i might have made a new troll and he might be related to lyydia and cassia

[lordtonic]

Yeah fun fact Kitten is disgustingly adorable. Am I in love? No. Yes? No. No? Yes.

"⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ You have fallen victim....to...uh...TO MY CHARMS" Kitten put two balled up fists under his chin, mya.

[iolitewyvern-trolls]

So I rediscovered this Random Quotes Generator (https://incorrect-quotes-generator.neocities.org/) and naturally ended up with Disaster Trio. They’re idiots and I love them dearly. 

Chkepi (grey) and Rembet (red) are mine, and Cilvir (green) belongs to my lovely friend @deepwoodtrolls ! 

Transcriptions are under the cut! 

Keep reading

[deepwoodtrolls]

♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing? For both Cilvir and Zulene!

Yes!!!

Cilvir has a mango-orange sweatshirt with his dead brother's symbol on it! He doesn't quite remember our understand the emotions behind it, but he wears it when he's upset.

While Zulene will say anything to sell you pretty much any and everything, they do actually love their bracelets a lot. They like how they feel and thinks it makes them look cool. It does help that they're actual sharp spikes.