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I know this is off beat lawl
You know the nopixel addiction is real when you dream about role-playing on the server 😭😭😭 best dream ever ngl
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Not grognak related but have a small sketch of my friend's red dead online character because I'm proud of it :)
I said I would do Troy so here's Chroy! :D i had some character development and drew this at 3am instead of 4am.
I tried to go for a more southern belle type wedding dress... but I'm not southern or American so I kinda based it off Google and what Penelope was wearing in Red Dead Redemption 2.
This one is my favourite actually I think the dress is really cute :)
Now that these three are done... should I do Steven in a wedding dress?
Oh what's this? Another sketch I drew at 5 in the morning because I have no motivation for anything else? :o
But yeah I decided to keep the theme from my last sketch going and draw Anto in a wedding dress. I'm not very good at designing wedding dresses lol
Might do Troy next :)
Got no motivation so if I do post drawings they are probably just gonna be sketches, hope you don't mind :)
Anyway, here is Groggers in a wedding dress because why not :)
If Grog ever did wear a wedding dress I feel she would attach the veil to her headphones
Also I drew this at 4am so it is a bit shit :)
Anyway, pouty Grognak <3
I wish I could write because if i could I would write a Grognak sickfic, it's all i want lmao
grognak but with that "i am a luxury few can afford" shirt
Trognak couple outfit ideas,,,,
They’re on their way before long. Grognak chatters excitedly in the passenger seat – pleas to know the surprise interspersed with random exclamations on whatever they notice. Troy adjusts his glasses, right hand secure on the wheel as he veers around a local on a bike. She could ramble on until the very moment she stepped onto the train, and he would be hooked on her every word.
His grip tightens on the wheel for a split second as his thoughts turned to her approaching departure. The time in between her visits he missed her immensely, but now, after his duel with Anto… there is a feeling of desperation whenever she isn’t at his side. He experienced it first in the days following Anto’s death, waking drenched in sweat, lethargic as if he hadn’t slept at all. Not to mention what happened to his bathroom that he couldn’t exactly remember…
“Troy!”
He is instantly snapped back into the moment as he hears Grognak’s frantic scream. He skirts the front bumper of the Tequila around the car ahead of them he had unknowingly been tailgating. Brief snatches of melancholy aside, Troy couldn’t be happier.
“What’s wrong Grog, you have your strap on right?” He asked jovially, passing the car on the left and glancing at her briefly.
“Of course,” she responds with an absolute air of haughtiness. “Safety first. I was just worried that maybe you were headed to the void.”
He chuckles quietly as he turns onto a short dirt road. “Actually, right where I’m supposed to be headed. We’re nearly there.”
Grognak’s hand falls to his right thigh, and dust is kicked up as he swerves slightly. He’d like to feel the leather of her gloves against his cheek as he leaned in to kiss her lips. He’d always loved the fingerless gloves on her – it was truthfully one of the first things he had noticed. Soon he’d see if they couldn’t be more than cosmetic. He intended to improve Grognak’s driving skills considerably.
He shifted in his seat, feeling his blood race a bit, and looked up the road at their destination.
Quickly peeking at his phone for any calls or texts, Troy switched the ringer off and set it back down. Pulling to the side of the road, Troy unbuckled his seat belt. “I want you to meet Donamoo before you leave,” he said earnestly.
Grognak’s hairless brow raised in surprise, “This better not be someone from your second family, Troy,” she demanded in her gruff and lilting voice.
“What?!” Troy was shaken roughly from his romantic thoughts. “Of course not Grognak! I said all of that with Anto’s gun pointing in my face, that was nonsense.” Troy blew frustratedly through his nose, she’d snatched her hand away from him and he wanted it back. Not to mention it was all Grognak’s amnosia that kept her from remembering that he had named those children and who in the world else would he want her to meet except, “Donamoo, the cow I adopted.”
“Oh! I want a cow,” She announces immediately, throwing open the door and springing out of the car. “Show me Donamoo.”
Troy hops swiftly from the car and locks it tight, striding hard to match Grognak’s pace. One hand reaches, grasps her hand, and pulls her to a stop as his eyes scan the field ahead of them. Over to the right, he points nonchalantly in the opposite direction and steps back to let Grognak surge ahead. He’d follow her anywhere but Donamoo was this way, and he had something for her. For both of his hers…
Troy snickered to himself and slipped his phone into his pocket, fisting the long strap of leather instead. “Here she is Grognak, may I introduce Donamoo,” Troy stopped on the other side of the fence from an adorable cow, a pink tag with something written on it dangling from a braided rope.
“Oh Troy,” the emphasis added to the ‘ch’ made him swoon. “You got me a cow!”
Troy had his hands on the top post of the fence, he had been about to vault it. “What, Grognak no. I told you, Donamoo’s mine,” he gazed over his shoulder at her, then turned completely around. “We’ll get you one soon, we’re just here to say hello.” He explained to her.
He brandished the strap of leather he still clutched, it was pink and sturdy. “I got her a collar,” he shrugged, an endearingly sheepish smile twisting his lips.
Grognak’s arms crossed her chest anyway, the beginnings of a mood. “She gets a present on her first day see ya, huh?” She kicks at the grass, pouting.
Troy tuts at her, spreading his arms wide and smiling for all that he was worth. “I thought it would be nice, better than the string they have on her now. Besides,” he reaches his other hand into the waistband of his jeans, “Y’know, I wouldn’t forget my main girl. I got something for you too Grogs.”
And he hands over the taser he had bought after he couldn’t get her off his mind one day. It was from the same friend of his that had given him his Diamondback. It gave him a sense of security, thinking of her carrying something should she come across Anto or his crew in the city. She was built like a tank, but he’d instantly felt better once he’d made up his mind.
He stands very near to her, his eyes rapt on her face to drink in her response.
And this time she actually blushes.
His smile turns soft as he continues to watch her. Her jaw is just a bit slack, both hands lifting to accept the taser.
“Troy,” all in one move she has snatched up the taser, spun on one sleek stiletto, and raised it above her head. “I love it!”
Troy has to chuckle at the enthusiasm obvious in her voice, if not her actions.
“You’re welcome Grog, anything for you,” he replies sweetly in his drawl. He breaks his stare to look at the ground, her cheeks flushing pink seared into his vision. “D’you think you know how to use that safely? If not, I’m happy to learn you up.”
Grognak spins back to Troy, hip popped out to the side and the stun gun cocked near her head. “Teach me Troy, and I will become an avenging angel. No village can withstand my stomps and my lightning!”
A shudder runs down Troy’s spine, and he is not sure if he is more frightened, or amused. “Alright, alright,” he chooses to distract himself, turning to the fence and hoisting himself over. Should I offer her my hand when she climbs over the fence…
“What’s this? We ARE NOT practicing on these beautiful cows Troy!” And her tone is fierce.
“Grognak, what no that is not what I meant, at all!” That’s the only clarification he can give before he dissolves into a fit of laughter.
He’s just so happy.
Just some sketches since I have nothing else. I love all of Kevin's characters, I just want to *gently holds*
Trognak clips from yesterday's stream
Trognak crumbs for all of yall who suffers from content thirst, enjoy~
I can't draw but yeah
This post is nothing but love for everyone under the Grognak the Destroyer Attorney at Law hashtag! Thanks to yall I got my weekly dosage of serotonin :) hope to have more Gorgnak and other no pixel art finished soon.
Also to everyone who liked my last post, really appreciate it, such a nice welcome to tumblr 💜💜💜
Did I make an entire tumblr account just to look at Grognak the Destroyer Attorney at Law content? Yes. Anyways, here's an older drawing of Grog, Jimmy and Steven :)