tyrian pink

ADOPTS~!!! 

Each are $10 USD, and first come first serve. 

Below are the ideas for each of them. All I ask is that you don’t change the design too much, don’t change the blood colour and please don’t resell them. Genders are up to you, below are just my ideas and how I drew them. 

1. Brown Raccoon Girl 
2. Yellow Slime Boy 
3. Lime Vampire Guy
4. Olive Skull Guy
5. Jade Bun Girl
6. Teal Twoface Girl 
7. Cerulean Goddess Guy 
8. Blue Lich/Undead Queen (reserved)
9. Indigo Pumpkin Orc Lady
10. Purple Zombie Guy 
11. Tyrian/Pink Sea Queen (unsure if selling her, though feel free to ask) 

When bought, I’ll post the standalone walksprite and tag you! 

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The figure of a Koi fish appeared, no note came with this one though many had been written or attempted to be written and all scrapped.
It was tyrian in colour, but there might have been a few spots on the scales that seemed a paler pink than tyrian should have been and they sat on scales a different shape. Instead of being the semi-circle like scales were normally depicted as, they were a bit more angular. Almost as if they were half of a diamond.

Rose/Sollux/Feferi for the harlequin meme

(I STILL CAN’T FIND THE PROMPT ASK BUT FUCK IT I GIVE UP)

Harlequin trope is poorly negotiated bondage, because what are you talking about that’s totally a romance trope.

And it is hilarious because I decided the trope before I happened by chance to discover what feferi’s troll sign is a representation of (spoiler: it is literally a pictographic symbol for “Space Fish Bondage”), and then I laughed and laughed and laughed.

ALSO CONTAINS: Non or Dub-Con of the “outside influence made them do it” variety. Depictions of mental illness. Established relationships (rather than the usual harlequin meet cute). (or anything cute at all.)

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This is victory.

 


 

Rose has turned in her arcane weapons and her tangerine robes for grist, but other gifts erase less easily. Once, imagining herself to need power, she bound her heart into a conduit for dark creatures outside time; and as they are creatures *outside time*, they do not (cannot) release her no matter what she’s witnessed of their final fate.

Keep reading

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So Fantroll Adopts…

I made a few more adopts and decided to also compile the ones that haven’t sold together. 

Each adopt is $7 USD

1. Lime                10. Brown
2. Olive                11. Tyrian
3. Jade                12. Teal
4. Indigo              13. Purple
5. Brown              14. Purple
6. Blue                 15. Red 
7. Yellow              16. Jade
8. Indigo              17. Cerulean
9. Tyrian/Pink      18. Yellow

Send me a IM/Ask if you’re interested, please include the number of the adopt when you ask. All payments are to be over paypal and I’ll gibe you the instructions when I reply to you. 

The Arrangement (Closed)

It was evening in the kingdom of Baahalla, the lanterns in the castle only just being lighted as a large spaceship landed nearby. The ship had a gold shield with a black ‘Z’ emblazoned on it-showing that it was a part of the Zbornak empire.
Soon after it landed, the hangar opened and a small squad of guards exited, surrounding two figures.
The first was a large Zbornak woman. Her skin was a dark purple and her mane a tyrian pink. She wore a dark blue regal dress, which was being held by the other figure-a tiny baby blue Zbornak girl, no older than five. She was in a tiny pale purple dress and veil-so the two matched.
The two were guarded as they entered the castle. The little girl clung to her mother’s dress, stumbling quite a bit-she didn’t seem too confident on her feet. The mother stopped.
“M-Mama, why are w-we here?” the girl struggled to speak properly.
“My dear…” the older woman scooped up her daughter andpet her head. “Sylvia, you are aware that as a queen I have many responsibilities, correct?”
“y-yyes.” Sylvia nodded.
“One of those responsiblities is to meet with our allies and discuss business. Someday you too will learn to do this…but not right now.” She smiled softly at her daughter and gave her a peck on the head before putting her down. “Now, the king of Baahalla has a son who is your age. While I am dealing with him, you should get to know each other. It will give you something to do, my princess.”
Sylvia’s eyes widened. A boy her age? She’d never met anyone her age, aside from her brother! The little princess hid behind her mother’s dress. “I d-d-don’t know…”
“It will be fine.” the queen stroked her daughter’s head with her tail. “I promise.” she stood up straight and directed a guard. “Tell the king that Queen Mathilde is here!”