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@tea-trolls-blog
Good news ya'll! Im doing rpg games with irl friends now and I've made a handful of really cool online buds this summer! I'm not coming back to fantrolls, but im using another blog. I got a pretty fucking fantastic forestry job and im saving up for a new laptop and drawing tablet. When i have a laptop ill be deletin this blog, so hit me up if you want my discord or somethin to keep in touch
Hey, giving up something you enjoy because "that's what adults do" isn't growing up. But! If you're making a big change in your life because that's what you feel is best for you or what you need to do to move into the next part of your life, then that IS being very mature and growing up. I wish you all the best. And if you ever feel like doing "collaborative writing" one of these days down the line, feel free to hit me up. Otherwise, best of luck in your new ventures.
Oh no, i never meant i was giving up at all. Im just never in the mood for trolls anymore and iv found a lot of other stuff to pass the time. Im still gonna try to keep in touch with some of the troll blogs i made friends with after the move. Ill totally do some writing with you my dude!
Probably not coming back to this rp blog tbh. The person who really motivated me is dead to me now and i guess im actually growing up. Im getting a job, my art is getting more serious, and i think its just time to burry my rp habit along with the person whos dead to me. Im gonna move blogs one last time (hopefully lol) and start doing art and shit there
I got the job i was hoping for!!! It pays a lot and i'll be working in the woods
Gives me life
@edgybear
Not every character needs to be in a romantic relationship reblog if you agree
Ive been feelin sad lately but im better now and should be getting into oc stuff again soon
Alternian philosophy
Imagine growing up being stressed about finals but instead of finals it’s having sex and instead of having sex it’s being forced to mate at gunpoint or die
>It’s such a pretty night! The moons shine so bright and the smell of your candy shop is so sweet. A hand painted sign on the ice cream display reads ‘free samples!’. You sit at the counter patently and wait to serve. Too bad such a pretty night has been so slow.
>You look up at the clock. Its only been an hour since opening. The customers will come as they always do though, you’re sure of it.
> You can not waste a nice night like this. It is perfect to seek food from anywhere you can manage. As you meander down the street, not too far from your cardboard box that you had claimed as hive, you spot a store that doesn’t look busy. You go up to peer through the windows to see it was a candy or an ice cream store. You resist the urge to drool in hunger.
> Wait… Is that… it can’t be…
> Your eyes widen as you see it is.
> FREE SAMPLES!
> Without a moment’s hesitation, you are in that store faster than you have moved in a long time and planted yourself in front of the FREE SAMPLE sign. You are eating tonight!
>Your ears perk as you see this lovely troll peer through your window. You sit up strait and dust off your bowtye, giving your widest smile. Your stub tail wiggles in anticipation as they move towards the door. >The bell rings loudly when the troll bursts in. The old wooden door creeks and you grimace a little from the racket. You force the smile back on your face and say in your cheeriest tone
“Well hellooo there~! My first customer of the night! @nd right when i was thinking nobody h@d @ sweet tooth”
>The shop is an adorable antique themed candy store. There’s jars and stands full of very colorful treats. Despite the atmosphere, the closer trolls get to you the thicker the smell of blood gets
“@nd how m@y i help you, pretty l@ss?”
> Okay, ow. You did not realize there would be a bell on that door. You vaguely regret doing that, but it is too late now for that. It smelt so good in here, but you can not be distracted now that you were so close to your meal. You will look at the cuteness surrounding you after.
“ὃ Hello. I want your free samples. ὃ”
>You squint your eyes a little. That sign is mostly for wrigglers, but whatever. It’s their first time in here (you make your best effort to remember every face and name, and have no recollection of this troll) so you don’t mind too much.
“@ bit curious @re you? Well there’s @ l@rge @rr@y of fl@vors to choose from my de@r, @ll h@nd m@de by yours truly”
>You wiggle your eyebrows though they’re hidden by your bangs. You chuckle softly at nothing and pick up a small, fancy silver sample spoon
“Rum r@isin w@s m@de just this evening, if you’d like some of th@t~ I @lso h@ve str@wberry cheesecake. It’s my best seller other th@n v@nill@ lime”
> You were staring at the FREE SAMPLE sign as is you stared hard enough food would suddenly appear before you by your sheer willpower.
> You blink in alarm when you heard of that shriveled fruit of betrayel was coming for you. You ignore the moisture of a tear im the corner of your eye and latched onto the second flavor mentioned.
“ὃ Cheesecake. I’ll take stawberry cheesecake. ὃ”
>You study this trolls face, setting down the spoon. They look pretty desperate and its honestly tugging at your heart strings. Your grin turns into a soft smile, the tone of your voice becomes quieter and concerned. “Honey, if you w@nted @ cone would you be @ble to @fford it?”
> You tense slightly when you were so easily found out. Was it your clothes? Did they look that worn and dirty?
> No, no. It can’t be. You have been trying your hardest to look clean and normal.
> However, you don’t grace the question with an answer. Instead you take this as a moment to take a look around the store. It is so much cuter in here than you initially thought. The colors and jars of sweets teased you from their shelves. It is too bad you’re not a thief.
“ὃ This is a really cute store. ὃ”
>You turn around and grab an oval bowl. Your ears are pinned back a bit and you’ve stopped smiling. You should honestly be a better highblood and at least throw them out, but you’re doing this instead.
>You set the bowl on the counter with a clack and place a split banana inside. You sigh, kinda angry at yourself
“Three scoops, @ny fl@vor, th@ts it. On me.. Don’t expect this @g@in”
> You jump slightly in alarm by the unexpected sound of something hitting the counter top and you stare in surprise by the size of the bowl. That is a much, much bigger free sample than you thought they’d be.
> You blink as your attention finally turns to the troll tending the store and swallow thickly when you realize what was said. It wasn’t a free sample. They didn’t look happy at all about this. You best tread carefully.
> You nod your head in understanding and look at the available flavors. There is one you’ll avoid as if it was diseased. Unfortunately, you don’t have the patience to actually decide the flavors.
“ὃ Strawberry cheesecake, vanilla lime and … surprise me? ὃ”
> There, they can chose your last flavor. You expect it to be the cheapest one, since your eating big for free.
>You nod and go back to smiling as you serve her the ice cream. You just grab you a scoop of chocolate hazelnut without really thinking about it. Of course hot fudge, sprinkles, and whipped cream, and a cherry go on top too
>You get really into decorating it, making the banana split look as appetizing as possible. You look it over before sliding it her way
“I hope this helps. You look hungry”
>You tilt your head a bit. Silly, you forgot a spoon. You slip one into the bowl.
“I’m G@rue@”
> You watch with wide, hungry eyes as the beautiful creation was crafted before you, and it was for you. All for you.
“ὃ It’s beautiful. ὃ”
> You stated, as you took the bowl into your hands and held it as if it was a treasure. You can’t take your eyes the ice cream.
“ὃ My name is Zaiyne. ὃ”
>You purr and watch her
“Th@t’s @ very nice n@me. If your ever desper@te for c@sh, i guess you could pop in from time to time to w@s dishes for me”
>Your ears have perked up all the way again and you grin. Nothing makes you happier than seeing a troll love your food
> You take the spoon and lick your lips in anticipation. Where to start? Where to start? You scoop up a big mound of the chocolate something with hot fudge and stuck it in your mouth.
> It is so delicious!!!
“ ὃ I accept! ὃ ”
> This is too good not to get more of. You got to come here again!
>You rest your head in your palm and purr.
"There @re booths over there, hun"
>You point over to the windows, where there are indeed booths.
>It’s such a pretty night! The moons shine so bright and the smell of your candy shop is so sweet. A hand painted sign on the ice cream display reads ‘free samples!’. You sit at the counter patently and wait to serve. Too bad such a pretty night has been so slow.
>You look up at the clock. Its only been an hour since opening. The customers will come as they always do though, you’re sure of it.
> You can not waste a nice night like this. It is perfect to seek food from anywhere you can manage. As you meander down the street, not too far from your cardboard box that you had claimed as hive, you spot a store that doesn’t look busy. You go up to peer through the windows to see it was a candy or an ice cream store. You resist the urge to drool in hunger.
> Wait… Is that… it can’t be…
> Your eyes widen as you see it is.
> FREE SAMPLES!
> Without a moment’s hesitation, you are in that store faster than you have moved in a long time and planted yourself in front of the FREE SAMPLE sign. You are eating tonight!
>Your ears perk as you see this lovely troll peer through your window. You sit up strait and dust off your bowtye, giving your widest smile. Your stub tail wiggles in anticipation as they move towards the door. >The bell rings loudly when the troll bursts in. The old wooden door creeks and you grimace a little from the racket. You force the smile back on your face and say in your cheeriest tone
“Well hellooo there~! My first customer of the night! @nd right when i was thinking nobody h@d @ sweet tooth”
>The shop is an adorable antique themed candy store. There’s jars and stands full of very colorful treats. Despite the atmosphere, the closer trolls get to you the thicker the smell of blood gets
“@nd how m@y i help you, pretty l@ss?”
> Okay, ow. You did not realize there would be a bell on that door. You vaguely regret doing that, but it is too late now for that. It smelt so good in here, but you can not be distracted now that you were so close to your meal. You will look at the cuteness surrounding you after.
“ὃ Hello. I want your free samples. ὃ”
>You squint your eyes a little. That sign is mostly for wrigglers, but whatever. It’s their first time in here (you make your best effort to remember every face and name, and have no recollection of this troll) so you don’t mind too much.
“@ bit curious @re you? Well there’s @ l@rge @rr@y of fl@vors to choose from my de@r, @ll h@nd m@de by yours truly”
>You wiggle your eyebrows though they’re hidden by your bangs. You chuckle softly at nothing and pick up a small, fancy silver sample spoon
“Rum r@isin w@s m@de just this evening, if you’d like some of th@t~ I @lso h@ve str@wberry cheesecake. It’s my best seller other th@n v@nill@ lime”
> You were staring at the FREE SAMPLE sign as is you stared hard enough food would suddenly appear before you by your sheer willpower.
> You blink in alarm when you heard of that shriveled fruit of betrayel was coming for you. You ignore the moisture of a tear im the corner of your eye and latched onto the second flavor mentioned.
“ὃ Cheesecake. I’ll take stawberry cheesecake. ὃ”
>You study this trolls face, setting down the spoon. They look pretty desperate and its honestly tugging at your heart strings. Your grin turns into a soft smile, the tone of your voice becomes quieter and concerned. “Honey, if you w@nted @ cone would you be @ble to @fford it?”
> You tense slightly when you were so easily found out. Was it your clothes? Did they look that worn and dirty?
> No, no. It can’t be. You have been trying your hardest to look clean and normal.
> However, you don’t grace the question with an answer. Instead you take this as a moment to take a look around the store. It is so much cuter in here than you initially thought. The colors and jars of sweets teased you from their shelves. It is too bad you’re not a thief.
“ὃ This is a really cute store. ὃ”
>You turn around and grab an oval bowl. Your ears are pinned back a bit and you’ve stopped smiling. You should honestly be a better highblood and at least throw them out, but you’re doing this instead.
>You set the bowl on the counter with a clack and place a split banana inside. You sigh, kinda angry at yourself
“Three scoops, @ny fl@vor, th@ts it. On me.. Don’t expect this @g@in”
> You jump slightly in alarm by the unexpected sound of something hitting the counter top and you stare in surprise by the size of the bowl. That is a much, much bigger free sample than you thought they’d be.
> You blink as your attention finally turns to the troll tending the store and swallow thickly when you realize what was said. It wasn’t a free sample. They didn’t look happy at all about this. You best tread carefully.
> You nod your head in understanding and look at the available flavors. There is one you’ll avoid as if it was diseased. Unfortunately, you don’t have the patience to actually decide the flavors.
“ὃ Strawberry cheesecake, vanilla lime and … surprise me? ὃ”
> There, they can chose your last flavor. You expect it to be the cheapest one, since your eating big for free.
>You nod and go back to smiling as you serve her the ice cream. You just grab you a scoop of chocolate hazelnut without really thinking about it. Of course hot fudge, sprinkles, and whipped cream, and a cherry go on top too
>You get really into decorating it, making the banana split look as appetizing as possible. You look it over before sliding it her way
“I hope this helps. You look hungry”
>You tilt your head a bit. Silly, you forgot a spoon. You slip one into the bowl.
“I’m G@rue@”
> You watch with wide, hungry eyes as the beautiful creation was crafted before you, and it was for you. All for you.
“ὃ It’s beautiful. ὃ”
> You stated, as you took the bowl into your hands and held it as if it was a treasure. You can’t take your eyes the ice cream.
“ὃ My name is Zaiyne. ὃ”
>You purr and watch her
"Th@t's @ very nice n@me. If your ever desper@te for c@sh, i guess you could pop in from time to time to w@s dishes for me"
>Your ears have perked up all the way again and you grin. Nothing makes you happier than seeing a troll love your food
Really in the mood for a werewolf to hold my hand
This is a 24/6 mood
Why not 24/7?
I hold the hand of God every Sunday
But you have two hands??
You’re right! how foolish of me.. God and the werewolf are my boyfriends now
{This user doesn’t know what Homestuck is.}
>It’s such a pretty night! The moons shine so bright and the smell of your candy shop is so sweet. A hand painted sign on the ice cream display reads ‘free samples!’. You sit at the counter patently and wait to serve. Too bad such a pretty night has been so slow.
>You look up at the clock. Its only been an hour since opening. The customers will come as they always do though, you’re sure of it.
> You can not waste a nice night like this. It is perfect to seek food from anywhere you can manage. As you meander down the street, not too far from your cardboard box that you had claimed as hive, you spot a store that doesn’t look busy. You go up to peer through the windows to see it was a candy or an ice cream store. You resist the urge to drool in hunger.
> Wait… Is that… it can’t be…
> Your eyes widen as you see it is.
> FREE SAMPLES!
> Without a moment’s hesitation, you are in that store faster than you have moved in a long time and planted yourself in front of the FREE SAMPLE sign. You are eating tonight!
>Your ears perk as you see this lovely troll peer through your window. You sit up strait and dust off your bowtye, giving your widest smile. Your stub tail wiggles in anticipation as they move towards the door. >The bell rings loudly when the troll bursts in. The old wooden door creeks and you grimace a little from the racket. You force the smile back on your face and say in your cheeriest tone
“Well hellooo there~! My first customer of the night! @nd right when i was thinking nobody h@d @ sweet tooth”
>The shop is an adorable antique themed candy store. There’s jars and stands full of very colorful treats. Despite the atmosphere, the closer trolls get to you the thicker the smell of blood gets
“@nd how m@y i help you, pretty l@ss?”
> Okay, ow. You did not realize there would be a bell on that door. You vaguely regret doing that, but it is too late now for that. It smelt so good in here, but you can not be distracted now that you were so close to your meal. You will look at the cuteness surrounding you after.
“ὃ Hello. I want your free samples. ὃ”
>You squint your eyes a little. That sign is mostly for wrigglers, but whatever. It’s their first time in here (you make your best effort to remember every face and name, and have no recollection of this troll) so you don’t mind too much.
“@ bit curious @re you? Well there’s @ l@rge @rr@y of fl@vors to choose from my de@r, @ll h@nd m@de by yours truly”
>You wiggle your eyebrows though they’re hidden by your bangs. You chuckle softly at nothing and pick up a small, fancy silver sample spoon
“Rum r@isin w@s m@de just this evening, if you’d like some of th@t~ I @lso h@ve str@wberry cheesecake. It’s my best seller other th@n v@nill@ lime”
> You were staring at the FREE SAMPLE sign as is you stared hard enough food would suddenly appear before you by your sheer willpower.
> You blink in alarm when you heard of that shriveled fruit of betrayel was coming for you. You ignore the moisture of a tear im the corner of your eye and latched onto the second flavor mentioned.
“ὃ Cheesecake. I’ll take stawberry cheesecake. ὃ”
>You study this trolls face, setting down the spoon. They look pretty desperate and its honestly tugging at your heart strings. Your grin turns into a soft smile, the tone of your voice becomes quieter and concerned. “Honey, if you w@nted @ cone would you be @ble to @fford it?”
> You tense slightly when you were so easily found out. Was it your clothes? Did they look that worn and dirty?
> No, no. It can’t be. You have been trying your hardest to look clean and normal.
> However, you don’t grace the question with an answer. Instead you take this as a moment to take a look around the store. It is so much cuter in here than you initially thought. The colors and jars of sweets teased you from their shelves. It is too bad you’re not a thief.
“ὃ This is a really cute store. ὃ”
>You turn around and grab an oval bowl. Your ears are pinned back a bit and you’ve stopped smiling. You should honestly be a better highblood and at least throw them out, but you’re doing this instead.
>You set the bowl on the counter with a clack and place a split banana inside. You sigh, kinda angry at yourself
“Three scoops, @ny fl@vor, th@ts it. On me.. Don’t expect this @g@in”
> You jump slightly in alarm by the unexpected sound of something hitting the counter top and you stare in surprise by the size of the bowl. That is a much, much bigger free sample than you thought they’d be.
> You blink as your attention finally turns to the troll tending the store and swallow thickly when you realize what was said. It wasn’t a free sample. They didn’t look happy at all about this. You best tread carefully.
> You nod your head in understanding and look at the available flavors. There is one you’ll avoid as if it was diseased. Unfortunately, you don’t have the patience to actually decide the flavors.
“ὃ Strawberry cheesecake, vanilla lime and … surprise me? ὃ”
> There, they can chose your last flavor. You expect it to be the cheapest one, since your eating big for free.
>You nod and go back to smiling as you serve her the ice cream. You just grab you a scoop of chocolate hazelnut without really thinking about it. Of course hot fudge, sprinkles, and whipped cream, and a cherry go on top too
>You get really into decorating it, making the banana split look as appetizing as possible. You look it over before sliding it her way
"I hope this helps. You look hungry"
>You tilt your head a bit. Silly, you forgot a spoon. You slip one into the bowl.
"I'm G@rue@"
A message to all werewolves:
GLUB GLUB
>It’s such a pretty night! The moons shine so bright and the smell of your candy shop is so sweet. A hand painted sign on the ice cream display reads ‘free samples!’. You sit at the counter patently and wait to serve. Too bad such a pretty night has been so slow.
>You look up at the clock. Its only been an hour since opening. The customers will come as they always do though, you’re sure of it.
> You can not waste a nice night like this. It is perfect to seek food from anywhere you can manage. As you meander down the street, not too far from your cardboard box that you had claimed as hive, you spot a store that doesn’t look busy. You go up to peer through the windows to see it was a candy or an ice cream store. You resist the urge to drool in hunger.
> Wait… Is that… it can’t be…
> Your eyes widen as you see it is.
> FREE SAMPLES!
> Without a moment’s hesitation, you are in that store faster than you have moved in a long time and planted yourself in front of the FREE SAMPLE sign. You are eating tonight!
>Your ears perk as you see this lovely troll peer through your window. You sit up strait and dust off your bowtye, giving your widest smile. Your stub tail wiggles in anticipation as they move towards the door. >The bell rings loudly when the troll bursts in. The old wooden door creeks and you grimace a little from the racket. You force the smile back on your face and say in your cheeriest tone
“Well hellooo there~! My first customer of the night! @nd right when i was thinking nobody h@d @ sweet tooth”
>The shop is an adorable antique themed candy store. There’s jars and stands full of very colorful treats. Despite the atmosphere, the closer trolls get to you the thicker the smell of blood gets
“@nd how m@y i help you, pretty l@ss?”
> Okay, ow. You did not realize there would be a bell on that door. You vaguely regret doing that, but it is too late now for that. It smelt so good in here, but you can not be distracted now that you were so close to your meal. You will look at the cuteness surrounding you after.
“ὃ Hello. I want your free samples. ὃ”
>You squint your eyes a little. That sign is mostly for wrigglers, but whatever. It’s their first time in here (you make your best effort to remember every face and name, and have no recollection of this troll) so you don’t mind too much.
“@ bit curious @re you? Well there’s @ l@rge @rr@y of fl@vors to choose from my de@r, @ll h@nd m@de by yours truly”
>You wiggle your eyebrows though they’re hidden by your bangs. You chuckle softly at nothing and pick up a small, fancy silver sample spoon
“Rum r@isin w@s m@de just this evening, if you’d like some of th@t~ I @lso h@ve str@wberry cheesecake. It’s my best seller other th@n v@nill@ lime”
> You were staring at the FREE SAMPLE sign as is you stared hard enough food would suddenly appear before you by your sheer willpower.
> You blink in alarm when you heard of that shriveled fruit of betrayel was coming for you. You ignore the moisture of a tear im the corner of your eye and latched onto the second flavor mentioned.
“ὃ Cheesecake. I’ll take stawberry cheesecake. ὃ”
>You study this trolls face, setting down the spoon. They look pretty desperate and its honestly tugging at your heart strings. Your grin turns into a soft smile, the tone of your voice becomes quieter and concerned. “Honey, if you w@nted @ cone would you be @ble to @fford it?”
> You tense slightly when you were so easily found out. Was it your clothes? Did they look that worn and dirty?
> No, no. It can’t be. You have been trying your hardest to look clean and normal.
> However, you don’t grace the question with an answer. Instead you take this as a moment to take a look around the store. It is so much cuter in here than you initially thought. The colors and jars of sweets teased you from their shelves. It is too bad you’re not a thief.
“ὃ This is a really cute store. ὃ”
>You turn around and grab an oval bowl. Your ears are pinned back a bit and you've stopped smiling. You should honestly be a better highblood and at least throw them out, but you're doing this instead.
>You set the bowl on the counter with a clack and place a split banana inside. You sigh, kinda angry at yourself
"Three scoops, @ny fl@vor, th@ts it. On me.. Don't expect this @g@in"
