Ralph is sorry…. He just wanted to be your friend.
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@gingersfantrolls
Ralph is sorry…. He just wanted to be your friend.
Ralph is sorry…. He just wanted to be your friend.
News!
I have officially made a new rp blog! As of today, this one will only be used to reblog art from my other accounts (because exposure). If you’re interested in rping with me again, you can now find me at: crownandrp.tumblr.com , which is multifandom and multimuse. Fandoms include Fallout, Skyrim, Mass Effect, Detroit: Become Human, BNHA, and others. I do canon characters as well as OCS, so if you’re interested at all consider giving me a follow and shooting a message. The character select page is a work in progress, but available for viewing. Thanks!
News!
I have officially made a new rp blog! As of today, this one will only be used to reblog art from my other accounts (because exposure). If you're interested in rping with me again, you can now find me at: crownandrp.tumblr.com , which is multifandom and multimuse. Fandoms include Fallout, Skyrim, Mass Effect, Detroit: Become Human, BNHA, and others. I do canon characters as well as OCS, so if you're interested at all consider giving me a follow and shooting a message. The character select page is a work in progress, but available for viewing. Thanks!
This is the last of the art fight attacks I’ll share from this year! If you’d like to see more or follow me in anticipation of next year, find me at ~CrownandAntler!
These OCS, in order, belong to: (I promise this is the last time I’ll tag you guys)
@pudding-ish
@pkwheezing
@inazumaneko
@vorpse
@microfroggo
Three of my attacks from this year’s art fight! These are my favorites I think :)
The Mysariel and Seven belong to me! Other OCS, in order, belong to:
PollutedArt on DA
@belleart
@falloutwv
I did art fight this year! Now it’s time to share all the pieces I did for it, starting with these quickfire chibi bnha OCS! Ocs, in order, belong to:
@alnoots
@leaflens
@antleredbunny
Toasteroli on Instagram
@nootaloots
And me!
Hey guys! I discovered art fight and decided to join up this year. Hmu if you’re participating, ill be doing my best to respond to all attacks I get! Good luck to all and see you there!
In which the Minutemen’s new ammo supplier realizes she might have been better off in Vegas. Feat. Buttons by @galoogamelady
Sometimes you have a bad week and need a cuddle from your favorite character under some glowing algae.
I call it the snuggle jar.
challenge: describe your d&d character in one sentence or less
Eldritch knight tiefling who’s gonna FIGHT HIS DAD
Wholesome dragonborn trying to win his family’s respect
Angry lesbian elf warlock who just wants a lot of girlfriends and a life of luxury.
Centaur knight who really wants to be told she’s doing a good job
Persuasive war cleric dwarf who can only deal killing blows.
Here’s a quick drawing I made for my new business cards!
Our discord basically all the time.
i drive Ginger nuts
This is a public service announcement: Fwippy is the worst wife
Closed RP
teenytrolls :
“Well, I guess I have a bit of an ability. Basically I can move stuff without touching it. But I can’t control it well and sometimes it’s a bit dangerous. If I get upset, stuff will start flying and shaking….” She sort of mumbles the last bit.
“Sounds like you handle yourself pretty well, though. Maybe I should get you to scare off some creeps at work.” She jokes.
Imagining Rix beat the shit out of a long line of assholes she’s dealt with, especially that one ex-coworker, makes her unconsciously smile.
Rixyin hums thoughtfully. “That really is something you’ll need to figure out. Especially as you become an adult. If I knew anyone who could help, I’d tell you. Unfortunately, my network isn’t all that great. But I’ll keep an eye out.”
She grins for a moment, but quickly amends it to a smaller smile.
“In the meantime, sure. I’ll give you my info and you can hit me up whenever you need me to hit someone else.” She pauses. “Or just whenever.” Wink.
Rixy that's Gay
What can I say? She likes the ladies. ;)
nootnoot-fantrolls :
The reassuring hand on Kizami’s shoulder helped her calm down a small amount, knowing someone is behind her supporting her. A stranger no less! Normally others who see her being harassed or bullied turn a blind eye, leaving her to the will of the one causing her harm. The trembling of the other troll’s hand is virtually unnoticed by Kizami, likely because she is trembling herself.
The manager removes his icy glare from the large troll when he is spoken to, listening intently on her words. “I assure you, we do not tolerate any of that behavior here. I apologize for what occurred here, he will be escorted out immediately.” At the end of his sentence, he looks back at the troll who harassing them and gestures for him to follow. “I do not want to have to use force if it is unnecessary. Please follow me.” begrudgingly, the large troll obeys and follows the manager out of the store, but not without muttering threats towards both Kizami and her new acquaintance.
After he is out of sight, Kizami lets out a relieved breath, slumping her shoulders and holding her hand to her chest. For a moment she is silent, trying to calm down her heart, which was beating so hard she believes it could jump from her chest.
“Th-thank you… so much for helping me..”
Catela lets her hand slip away once the offender is out of sight, wanting to give the victim her space. Her eyes soften from their icy glare.
“Please, think nothing of it,” Catela responds just above a whisper. She pulls out a handkerchief and offers it to the other troll, just in case. “Are you alright? He was very rude to so, I’m so sorry, dear.. Can you tell me your name?”
Catela worries about saying too much and making things worse, so she decides to wait and see if this new troll even wishes to speak.
First Impressions
nootnoot-fantrolls :
@gingersfantrolls
It was yet another busy night at the bar for Nyllia, regular customers in their usual seats talking about the past week’s issues and adventures, and some new customers sitting at the bar flirting with her slacking co-workers. Meanwhile, the yellow blood is serving the customers with outstanding efficiency.
On busy nights such as these, Nyllia does not have the time, nor can she spare the energy to whip her co-workers into shape. Using her psiionics, she mixes drinks, washes glasses, and serves the patrons. Doing all of this takes all her concentration and effort, which normally leaves her burnt out at the end of the night.
No matter how busy she is, she always looks to be in control of everything around her, not showing signs of her fatigue until the very end of the night. Her hair is pulled back into a neat ponytail, shorter pieces of hair framing her face. Her co-workers tend to look sloppy in comparison, unbuttoning their blouses and forgetting their name tag. When the nights are slower, sometimes her co-workers don’t even show up. A little help would be appreciated, but unfortunately that rarely happens without some form of resistance.
As the night goes on, Nyllia notices a new troll walk into the bar, sitting away from the other customers. She takes this as a sign that this troll came for a drink and nothing else. After finishing a couple more orders, she makes her way over to the exhausted looking troll. She can empathize with the exhaustion. She herself would love to have a drink right about now.
“What’ll it be for you tonight?”
Hilliaden leans back in his chair and crosses a leg, slender and sleek in his business casual. He glances over the troll, a little surprised to find she’s a lowblood. Usually, it’s the greens and teals working the bars he’s been in. Sometimes a stray blueblood if there’s frequent subjug clientele. But she seems to be handling things well enough, so he keeps his judgments reserved.
“Just an Old Fashioned for now,” he says in a low tone. He really doesn't need to get drunk, but if the whiskey calls him for seconds later he won’t fight it. He throws a glance over his shoulder at the lounging employees before turning back her while she makes her drink.
“You’ll have to pardon my nosiness,” he peeks at her nametag, “Nyllia, but are you the owner here?” He certainly hopes not. If she is, she would stand to whip her employees into shape.