#f!cg

[shimmersbear]

ʚ𝐢ɞ | 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

helping mama put together the gift bags to thank your friends for coming to your birthday party! 𐙚⋆°🥰｡⋆♡

“can you help mama, baby? your friends will be so excited to get these!”

“your concentration face is so cute, you make mama’s heart so full, baby” :)

“careful, honey! your princess tiara is slipping. here— let mommy fix it for you. there we go, all better.”

“is that the last bag done? good job, darling! yes, you can give it to your friends during the tea party.”

“i think that was the doorbell! time for your party to begin!”

[shimmersbear]

🥰 | 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐜𝐠 𝐱 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞!𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬

creating a “little book” 🫶🏼

helping mama make your princess party favour bags!

cozy day in with mama🌧️

‘tis the season 🎄

[askfuturecarcinogeneticist-blog]

// OOC STORY LINE

((Alright, so the first post on an in character blog is going to start with an out of character post. Great. Anyways, Here’s a small ‘troll intro’ I’ve whipped up to give a terrible good story behind this particular Karkat; Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and you are currently standing in your respite block. Your door has been barricaded several times over, along side nearly all of the other entrances and exits in your new hive. Why, you ask? Because today is NINTH WRIGGLING DAY. Like other trolls, you have come to the age where blood color becomes INCREDIBLY BLATANT in your pupils. Unlike other trolls, this is UTTERLY DEVASTATING. What few times you’ve gone to public places are no longer an option whatsoever, less someone discover your BLOOD COLOR, or worse yet, how you ESCAPED MANDATORY PALING. At the loss of your LUSUS and OLD HIVE, It’s quite the sour topic that you try to stay away from. Speaking of your old hive, you’re quite content with the DRASTIC REDESIGN you’ve given to this TERRIBLY UGLY MASS OF CONCRETE THAT SOMEONE UNFORTUNATELY NAMED A BUILDING. Over the past sweeps, not many of your interests have changed, as YOU DIDN’T HAVE TOO MANY TO BEGIN WITH. You’ve shut yourself up for an incredibly long time at this point, and most of your CHAOTICALLY STUPID ‘FRIENDS’ still try to contact you, much to your annoyance. Though despite this, you think you may try playing this NEW GAME that a closer friend of yours has made. Not because you actually want to participate in activities with other trolls, but because he’s mentioned that it may get you out of UNPREVENTABLE CULLING. You have a feeling your nights are clipped, so you’ve secluded yourself to a HEINOUSLY SMALL ROOM with an OLD TELEVISION, HUSKTOP, AND A FEW OTHER OF YOUR BELONGINGS.  Somewhat related to the topic, you’ve recently discovered a WEIRD AS ALL HELL HUMAN WEBSITE that alternate selves of you and your acquaintances seem to have swarmed to. After hours of contemplating, you figure it can’t hurt when YOU MAY AS WELL END UP DEAD SOON. Now, what will you do with this new knowledge? > Karkat: Create this shitty blog. // EXTRA INFO I LEFT OUT: * He has meet the humans, as in this particular AU, Earth already exist without the help of the troll’s game. * He rarely speaks to the other trolls anymore. * Astonishingly tall at this point * Has slightly longer hair * Bitter more times than not.