#zeetrollplays

[ase-trollplays]

Got bored and did the OC Ship Bingo for some of my favorite ships.

Dead Hearts (Amprus and Xrumon) @trolloled

Shadah Protection Squad (Shadah ♦️ Ferlic ♠️ Steume ♥️ Shadah) @limetrolls @zeetrollplays

Hell's Kitchen (Thrixe ♠️ Karell) @cloudbattrolls

[taimatrolls]

Adopt design #5 from Batch 7!

Adopted by @zeetrollplays

Wowie look at this cool gal I forgot to post for like... A month.

[cucktrolls]

always good to know that not everyone is equally as happy abt me returning

[blursedhellion]

Tousen: apparently I’m so cute that a bunch of borderline divine extraterrestrials want to kidnap me

[princeofdoomrps-archive]

My Tumblr Crushes:

goddesstrolls

mycrappyrpsideblog

huntertrolls

acrasialtrolls

8bit-mau5

radicalclownfriend

lyntrolls

yanderefantrolls

zeetrollplays

i forgot to do this earlier

[fantrollachievementstuck]

This achievement was unlocked by @zeetrollplays for their world-building skills! The skies aren’t a limit for this mun!

[lime-bloods]

@zeetrollplays reading your input to the genetic material sac post!

I’m more inclined to stick with the idea of a weaved pitcher with which to catch the material mainly because it has a sort of narrative to it; a silk ‘pail’ is a clear predecessor to a metallic (or plastic?) one, and certainly makes the pail seem like a more natural progression. Which is sort of what I was going for!

An internal coating process definitely has its own merits, but lacks the continuity I had in mind when spiders were going through my head.

[crowleplays]

I think that Drip is rather scared of Gl'bgolyb ever noticing her presence on Alternia tbh

It’s probably why she’s so scared of interaction with trolls and absolutely why she avoids tyrians like the plague. After all, heirs and heiresses are but the Mother’s eyes and ears. 

Drip hardly does much damage on her own, at least when her hunger is kept in check. If she were to abstain from eating at all, she would surely fall into a ravenous madness and go on a rampage that would catch more than a bit of attention.

She doesn’t want to be on Alternia at all, honestly. Drip basically fell through a gap in the planes and was yanked away from the Outer Ring by the rip-current of a far greater horror moving about/being summoned.

[experimentaltrolls]

🎨 And ⭐ ? (for the fantroll community meme)

🎨 Who inspires you artistically or literarily in the community? 

Oh boy there are a lot! When it comes to artistic inspirations I adore @cirquedutrolleil‘s character designs and how they’re all so easily recognizable. I also love @galacticaphelion’s art style and aesthetics, @caelumteria‘s coloring style, @terribletrollstbh‘s style and designs, @maritimemelancholy‘s lineart, and @brinytrolls‘ attention to detail. There are so many wonderful artists in this community and I really hope I’ll be on their level one day.

And god, the writers of this community. Fics and meta are some of the best parts of the fantrolling experience in my opinion. I really look up to @trollsalt and @backcrosstrolls for interesting fics and rps that show off characterization even in pretty mundane things. I will also forever envy @sanguinariuswhiplash for being able to write overpowered characters while keeping them complex and flawed and interesting, and also for being able to write quality stuff quickly. In addition, I ​love @altamaranempire‘s, @zeetrollplays‘, and @welastrolls‘ headcanons.

⭐️ What are personality/physical traits you love to see in characters?

Buff women and twinks will always have my heart and I’m sure you all know that. Aside from that, I adore hot evil scientists, the more immoral the experiments performed the better. I also have a bit of a thing for very religious characters, clown or otherwise, Fleet trolls, and hemoloyal lowbloods. And sort of alluding to those last three, one of my favorite things is when something important about a character ties back to a headcanon or worldbuilding element in some way, sorta showing the interplay between the character and the culture they live in.

[threetrollsandadryad]

Getting on the intro bandwagon

Hello everyone! My name is Patrick, I’m a 25 year old dude from Massachusetts, and I’ve been doing the fantroll thing since early 2012, first on Pesterchum and here on tumblr since 2013. I’ve been roleplaying in general for a good 9 years now, since high school.

I always enjoy seeing new faces in the community and am willing to RP with pretty much everyone. I don’t have too many strongly-held headcanons, so can generally roll along with whatever ideas people bring to the table.

If you have an idea for a thread, or want to have your character meet one of mine, or just want to chat, feel free to message me! I’m also on discord and skype. I’m open to ships if the troll in question isn’t already taken and if they click properly with yours.

My blog is pretty much all RP stuff and promos of other people’s blogs and commission posts. You won’t find any public drama here, and in the unlikely case of something nsfw being on the blog it will be thoroughly tagged. Also mind the theme, I’ve been meaning to fix its broken code for a while now.

I’ll take this opportunity to additionally promo a few of the other cool people in this community, go follow them as well!

@croptoptrolls, @ashtrolls, @sadstucksatan, @faerie-tr0lls, @pansexualocs, @sealtrolls, @hentrolls, @cloudbattrolls, @wueyahfantai, @fanturds, @hauntedtrolls, @dramatrolls, @hc-ic, @succ2nite, @arden-n-fronds, @phoenixtrolls, @uprising-trolls, @crowleplays, @taimatrolls, @cotestuck, @constellation-trolls, @plaguetrolls, @zeetrollplays, @punitrolls, @starryeyedtrolls

ok more than a few, and there’s a lot more where that came from, but I’m going to stop here before I end up with the entire community asking why I’ve @’d them. The point is, no matter who you are, you’re bound to find some great friends in this community!

[ase-trollplays]

I vaguely remember some of my trolls' classpects and sessions.

Sonja was a prince of rage, Thiomi was a witch of time, and Shadah was a thief of space. @zeetrollplays and I had an entire session with them and three of his characters. Their session was glitched, and instead of being gods over the world they created, they were reincarnated into it with no memory of their past life as trolls or playing the game.

Psilar was an heir of light, and their session would be a success. Everyone God tiered, they defeated the black king, and they became gods of their new world.

Maeron was a witch of heart and a kiss of death to any session she joined. She refused to give birth to a universe where the mirthful messiahs don't exist, so she would doom the session by killing all the other players. She also goes grimdark in every session. Nowadays, instead of Maeron it would be Takimi.

Sayble was a void player (I forgot his class) and his session was technically a success but ultimately pyrrhic victory. He's the last one to God tier and the only one to survive the final battle with the black king.

[cloudbattrolls]

I’m going to have to pull an all-nighter anyway, so -

Five fantrollers who’ve influenced how/what I rp! Exactly how much varies, but it’s all significant.

1. @altamaranempire - I borrow a lot of fleet headcanons from her, and general troll design stuff. She also made me more enthusiastic about bugs.

2. @activatingaggro - Share a lot of areas and cultural worldbuilding, plus I adore their psiionic headcanons. 

3. @anontrolls - Also share areas, love the jade headcanons, love the bug tech, love love love it all unu

4. @zeetrollplays - So many cool horrorterror/eldritch ideas and miscellaneous other stuff, like the solar panels headcanon.

5. @hemospect - Good sopor headcanons and adorable stuff like snugglebug development, but also really cool shit with clowns and deepseadwellers.

other people should totally do this!

[crowleplays]

A shaded fullbody commission for @zeetrollplays of one of his D&D characters, Bon!

[Holds up this grumpy little goblin man] I love him

[skeletrolls-blog]

oh fuck I cant believe i forgot to tag @zeetrollplays for people i want to get to know

[ase-trollplays]

A Warning

Maeron casually leaned against the side of a cafe in the beachside town of Softshell Cove where she awaited a certain someone’s arrival. She’d been hanging around far from home for the last couple of nights waiting for this person to make an appearance. She knew she frequented this particular establishment, or at least she did when the two were involved with each other sweeps ago.

She checked the time on her phone once again and noted that it had been an hour and a half since she set herself up there. She’d wait all night if it called for it, which she did the last two nights. She knew where the woman lived, but it was too dangerous to even consider meeting her at her hive. This had to take place in public.

Finally, another ten minutes later, her long-awaited target showed up, one Allmah Liftir. Allmah paused when she saw Maeron and narrowed her eyes. She didn’t make any moves for a couple of moments as though debating whether she wanted to approach her. However, that was a couple of moments too long for Maeron’s liking, so she made the first move and strode up to her. Allmah immediately replaced her sour expression with a warm smile.

“Give him back now,” Maeron demanded with a sharp and threatening tone. A few trolls crossed the street to get away from what would surely turn into a fight, as no one in their right mind wanted to be anywhere near an angry clown. Allmah visibly tensed for a moment, but she wouldn’t be tripped up so easily. Her smiling face turned to confusion.

“I’m... sorry? I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about. Give who back?” she questioned, her tone as confused and surprised as her expression. Maeron grabbed her by the arms and effortlessly yanked her off the ground to meet her at eye level.

Passersby stared at the spectacle Maeron was creating, some of them pulling out phones to record everything. A few others entered the nearby stores to watch from relative safety. Maeron narrowed her eyes at the violet and dug her nails into her skin until she drew ashen violet blood, causing her to wince.

“I don’t care what these people think of me, but you have an image to uphold -- The kind and non-threatening seadweller, the one that isn’t like the other violent, oppressive highbloods,” Maeron said as she glared at her. “You can’t do shit to me while we’re in public and your reputation is on the line, so you’re going to tell me what you did with Florah. Then you’re going to give him back to Karima and leave him alone for good.”

Allmah’s expression went blank for a moment before turning into fear as she began struggling and kicking. Maeron knew Allmah wasn’t going to free herself, nor was she trying particularly hard to. It was all about the act.

“L-Look, I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish, but I’m not whoever it is you’re looking for! I just want to buy an iced coffee and read my book. I don’t even know anyone named Florah!” Allmah protested as she fought fruitlessly against Maeron’s grip on her. Maeron snarled and tightened her grip until she felt a *SNAP* in Allmah’s left arm that caused her to cry out in pain.

“Stop fucking lying or I’ll break the other one,” Maeron threatened. Allmah only acted more hysterical as tears now formed in her eyes and ran down her cheeks.

“Please, I’m telling you I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please, just-- Just let me go!” she pleaded frantically. Maeron only responded with a curt “Fine” and prepared to break her other arm when a sudden painful shock in her left leg forced her to drop Allmah and drop to one knee. She looked over with furious eyes at a young troll, likely no older than six sweeps, holding a taser.

“Leave her alone! She’s never done anything to anybody!” they defended her, though their trembling form betrayed their brave face.

Allmah crawled away from her while holding her broken arm as Maeron’s attention was now on the one who shocked her. She debated doing away with them, and in the few moments her attention wasn’t focused on her, Allmah got to her feet and ran away. It wouldn’t be worth it to chase after her, as being somewhere with no witnesses would spell her death. With a sigh and annoyed chittering, Maeron threw the kid aside and shakily made her way out of town. 

What a waste of three nights.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

“See you when I get back, Cavler~ And I promise I’ll only be a little bit drunk,” Maeron teased as she walked out of her hive and closed the door behind her. Three weeks had passed since her confrontation with Allmah. She still regretted coming up empty-handed; she wanted to be able to tell Karima that she was able to get Florah back especially since she made Karima promise she wouldn’t go anywhere near Allmah lest she be killed.

At present, she was on her way to another night performing at her matesprit’s club. Disappointment aside, she had thirsty fans and adoring worshippers to appease. She expected Allmah to enact some form of revenge and would have her moirail and her mate escort her whenever she left her hive. However, tonight she told them she felt safe to go out on her own.

This proved to be a costly mistake as she froze just thirty feet away from her hive when a whisper echoed in her head.

“I don’t appreciate that stunt you pulled.”

Maeron’s blood turned to ice in her veins as she looked around for the source of the threat. She equipped her dual morning stars in preparation for a strife. She saw a figure appear on her left side and whirled around to face them only for a large, inky black tendril wrap around the lower half of her face and throat and lifted her off the ground with seemingly little effort.

She struggled wildly as she fought to breathe, in the process dropping her morning stars to claw at the thick tendril gripping her. She could see the large, thick appendage coming unnaturally from Allmah’s right arm as she was lowered to her eye level. The violet grinned at her with a crooked smile.

“You’re so stupid. I only had to wait three weeks for you to drop your guard. You honestly thought you would be safe? You’re pathetic,” Allmah insulted her and retracted the vice grip on her throat while keeping her hold on the lower half of her head in tact before once again hoisting her off the ground.

Allmah raised her other arm, and a second thick black tendril formed and aggressively grabbed Maeron’s right arm.

“I believe a bit of payback is due. An arm for an arm, you know?” she said sweetly as the second tendril snapped Maeron’s arm into a sickening angle. Her would-be ear piercing scream of pain was completely muffled as Allmah chuckled at her. 

“Oh dear, looks like I broke it too much. That looks much worse than the break you gave me,” she said teasingly before breaking her arm a second time. And then a third. By this point, Maeron was in shock from the overwhelming amount of pain in such a short time. Allmah retracted the tendrils and allowed Maeron to fall limply to the ground.

“Die,” Allmah said coldly as she pressed her foot onto the large purple’s neck. However, before she could apply enough force to crush it, the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps behind her caught her attention. She hardened her hair just in time to feel something embed itself in it.

She turned around to see Maeron’s moirail, Cavler, staring at her with unrestrained anger. In his hands was a halberd, which he swung at her again. She moved her hair to the front to act as a shield to defend against each blow and thrust.

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” he shouted and continued his unrelenting assault. With her revenge cut short, Allmah decided it best to escape. She got her message across; that’s all that was necessary.

“Enough!” Allmah shouted as she raised her arms and a loud, violent crack of thunder erupted from her. Both Cavler and Maeron were flung ten feet away from her, Cavler having been knocked over and left prone. Now that she had some breathing room, she placed a hand on her left shoulder over a sigil of travel that she branded onto her skin. In mere seconds, she was gone without a trace.

Cavler immediately clambered to his feet and rushed to Maeron’s side. She needed medical treatment for her arm immediately. Her matesprit would also need to be told what happened. As Cavler scooped Maeron into his arms, difficult as it was, he heard a voice in his head.

“Your moirail got off light tonight. Tell her to stay out of my business, because next time you’re not going to save her.”

[taimatrolls]

Hey I put together a list on Trello to keep track of commissions!

All commissions, custom adopts, semi-custom batch adopts etc will be here so you can follow the progress. I think you can even subscribe to either the whole thing or just your commissions specifically, which means you’d get email-updates once status changes!

I’ll probably start putting “due”-dates on them too so you can see estimated time I’ll be finished... But that will have to wait til January! Thank you for your patience. <3

Just gonna go ahead and @ everyone currently on the list I know the tumblr of... IGNORE ALL THOSE STICKERS I WAS HAVING FUN AND U CAN’T DELETE THEM DJGKH

@sasster @augusttrolls @crowleplays @zeetrollplays @alchemistascendant @nervoustrolls @fadtrolls @celebellysfantrolls @zillich @knivesandhorns @kaedonova