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[familyofpaladins]

hey psst paladin! would it be ok if i used this photo for a drawing reference? if not thats fine but i wanted to ask first ghfjkgh (i will tag u and link back to the og post ofc!)

ABSOLUTELY!!! GO FOR IT!! :D

I'd love to see what you draw with it!

I'm totally fine with people using that photo as an art reference!

[house-of-slayterr]

✨🧡🌙 SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡🌙

No you 😡

[bluecoolr]

Banquet

You're hosted by the magnanimous master of the House of Hope and his wife ✨️

[bloo-the-dragon]

They spent all night in zoomies mode now they are conked out

(Reference image & post link under cut)

OG post by @familyofpaladins

[bloos-bloo]

I love angsttt I love makin’ things-

Anyways- ramble under the cut :P basically lore stuff for my AU

I’ve stated that Leshy hardly ever got to see Narinder growing up. Narinder was always off doing his own thing and kinda stopped checking up on everyone ever since he started questioning his role.

And because of this, Leshy and his relationship never grew. Leshy hardly knew the guy. Only through stories Shamura would tell him. Kallamar would tell him about Narinder’s temper. And Heket would tell him about Narinder’s domain, a vast white space. A void.

Since childhood, Leshy always felt a weird aura whenever the topic of Narinder came up.

I want to believe that Shamura made a good parental role in their sibling’s lives. But with Leshy, since they discovered him when they were much older, it felt different. Their bond with the child felt like a parent to their child. So Shamura would hold high expectations for the boy on accident. Sometimes leaving him to figure stuff out or guide him to deal with his issues instead of helping.

Leshy’s the youngest of course, and that put a lot of unwanted pressure to be the best he can be. Shamura would be around every now and then, but they too got busy at times. Kallamar and Heket were far away too. So out of desperation, Leshy finally sets out to visit Narinder.

Their meeting is interesting, Narinder doesn’t act as if Leshy was a stranger. And Leshy can’t help but feel comfortable. So the visits became more and more frequent, until Leshy’s initiation.

The idea of taking over the crown officially and having a domain terrified him. Leshy tried to take comfort with Shamura but it didn’t help, neither with Kal or Heket. So he ran to Narinder, it was sad that Narinder was clueless about the initiation. But it didn’t matter in the moment, Leshy just wanted to be the best cult leader he could be.

Narinder and Leshy’s relationship was always complicated, yet it didn’t stop Nari from giving Leshy advice. How he wouldn’t do it alone, how everyone would be there for him. And it was nice to hear, nothing being said about power or fear. Just reassurance.

But we all know how that reassurance gets broken 😔👍

After Narinder’s betrayal, Leshy tried to forget that he existed. He tried to be there for Shamura. Besides- the betrayal in my AU happened a few days before his initiation. So Leshy was forced to wait a bit longer to help out his sibling. It’s something he hates Narinder for.

And hatred is such a silly word for him. A god of chaos, he should know everything there is to hate. To destroy. To conquer and take over. But it felt different, it felt harder to deal with. His relationship was Narinder never fully repaired, but at least Leshy had the willpower to forgive him.

[bloopuoo]

bedman? art clutch right before the year ends

[insert-creative-name-94]

Even Bloo, the hardcore Squid Sisters fan, feels elated that this makes up for that Final Fest long ago.

[joffyworld]

Discarded Figurines and a Crack in the Mirror

There's a crack in the mirror,

One small crack in the visage,

There's a fault running it's way,

Through this shattered, broken image.

There's a blank slate where the truth should be,

They tell me that it's natural,

But when I close my eyes he-

He reaches out, but my mind is a jungle;

I cut at the weeds, the vines that obscure,

I slash through the trees, the rinds and allures,

I focus on him, but it's never enough.

There's a crack in the mirror,

And the mirror,

Cracks us.

I hear the stage music aloud,

I stuff and I thread,

I throw on a smile for the crowd,

Lest they sense my true dread.

Focus on the shiny things,

Their pretty little glimmers,

Just focus on the pretty dreams,

Ignore the truths mirrors.

Hear the crowd, oh how they love you!

But it's never quite the same

As the pain that remains:

How it seers, how it jeers,

How it cajoles the truth out,

How it rings through your ears.

It ruins what it touches and it has touched your true soul,

You'll never know true peace,

'Till you're in pieces:

For the show.

I have no mouth left,

No voice and no time,

She took what I could've used,

Then used me for a mime.

She's taken my family,

The family that falls,

Apart at the seams,

And claws at the walls.

For freedom's a dream;

An illusion of hope,

Look deep into the glass,

The mirrors and the smoke.

There's little chance left,

To escape using might.

So we sit and wait here,

For our chance to take flight.

I'm a worm on a string,

Just a small, useless thing.

Discarded, now regarded as a piece of this ring.

The showmaster calls,

The puppeteer makes me her thrall:

My joints, aches and pains,

They serve to enthrall;

The sweet naïve masses,

The fools with their families.

We were a family, once happy.

Now the looking glass,

Looks tragically.

There's a hole where my mind should be,

There's a pit where once stood:

A brother, a lover, a chance to do good,

A fighter, a dreamer, a person nonetheless.

So why is it when I see,

Those doors I feel pressed?

To escape! To run freely!

Is there a part of me left?

That she hasn't devoured and controlled to dissect?

I can't leave them here, it's not fair, it's not right!

But every day we spend here,

Is a day that the mirror,

Shows fright.

The mirror is a cruel thing,

The mirror tells no lies,

The mirror shows the truth yet in the mirror lies the guise,

The performers are yet mournful, the mirror shows their ties,

To each brother, to each other, to each sister within their lives.

The mirror shows the fake allure, the picture it does paint:

Is one of joy and happiness,

But that happiness disguises hate.

So look inside the mirror,

What is it that you see?

Where once belied a paradise, now lies these broken dreams.

The bones and corpse of prophecy, they falter to portend -

The ending of this tragedy,

Whether the mirror,

Meets her end...

(Based on @bloos-bloo's ToyBox au)

[blo0pkin]

My interpretations of Shiver and Frye

Splat 3 did them so dirty imo

[lilbluebastard]

Honestly I could’ve done better!! But I’m not used to drawing giant dogs but for you @cry-ptidd ! It was so worth it!!!

Happy (I’m so sorry( late birthday!!! I wanted to draw Laura for you!! Because I miss drawing her!! And I wanted to try a different style on the werewolves because I’m still practicing!!

But okay just wanted to say! Happy birthday nev! You’re and amazing artist that I love and admire so much! You’re so talented and cool and even now I’m still so shy and scared to talk to you! You’re so awesome and I adore you! Your kind and not ashamed of the things you like, I love how we’d interact with each other and seeing any of youre posts makes me happy! You’re amazing nev and I love you (platonically) 💙💙 I hope you get everything you wish for! And you deserve all the love in the world! 💙💙

Also for old times 💙💙

The very first time I drew Laura 💙💙

[bluecoolr]

Evil Polycule, my beloved

Based on this post

[keeps-ache]

you'll forget all but what you chose

[night version below: eyestrain warning]

[bloos-bloo]

TW for derealization and minor violence! Stay safe <3

HAPPY HALLOWEEN GUYS!!!

I have a little ToyBox animatic for you all :D it’s been my very healthy fixation-

TOTALLY NORMAL NARILAMB!!! THEY’RE SO NORMAL!!! NOTHING WRONG!!!

[blooeyedtroll]

🐚✨SHELL!✨🐚 I made a Trollsona for one of oldest and bestest friends (irl) as a surprise gift.

My friend is nonbinary, loves edm/pop/vaporwave music, is obsessed with pinball and does pinball competitions, and works/studies in the dental field.

I think I did a good job capturing their vibe as a Troll. Lmao.

I plan on working them into my Trolls Efflorescence AU, as a character that pops up from time to time. In both fics and art.

Like a lot of Trolls, shortly after the occurrence of TWT, Shell moved to Trollstopia. They decided live and set up shop as a dentist in Pop Village.

They have a passion to help others and offers their services to critter animals, Bergens, and any other living creature who needs it.

Bloo is Shell’s closest and oldest friend. They both met when they were young teens. Which was during the time Messy and Bloo lived on the road and traveled the world. Shell and Bloo briefly dated around that time. They quickly realized they were better as buds. lol. They’ve been friends ever since. It was a pleasant surprise to the two when they both just happened to move to Pop Village around the same time.

[bloo-the-dragon]

@thedemonsurfer considered and accepted!

[insert-creative-name-94]

Squids! Stuff 'em in the cornucopia!