#homicidalfantrolls

[fantrollology]

Alaska are you named after the state or the dessert

"Why not both?"

#alaska #alaska speaks #homicidalfantrolls #askbox #hiii corpse :3

[astrumocs]

Official in what capacity were you thinking? Verula is his kismesis and u don’t seem like ur gunning for his black imo. maybe u are tho. I don’t judge

"Why else do you think she's a problem? Well, I should say: an even bigger annoyance to me personally than she would have been already."

"I can't so much as flirt, let alone with pitch intent, and all because she thinks my behavior is 'inappropriate'."

"It may not seem the most conventional pitch interest, but when one has never had the quadrant- and isn't even a troll- things may get a bit non-traditional. Though I assure you I pester and challenge him plenty... or I did, anyway."

#reshaper speaks #fuoco #homicidalfantrolls #art of illusion #ty corpse <3 #he might have bits of pale mixed in but it's largely more pitch in nature #though he meant it when he said he didn't plan to pursue anything.. because he thinks he is a bit of a blight in the romance department

[sasster]

Maelia, do you have a general opinion on other fleet high ups? Or do u kinda just not care

“I don’t particularly care, but I’ve met them so I unfortunately have opinions.”

#maelia #homicidalfantrolls #askter

[themisfitsedge]

Fun Doodles for the FTC!!!

Here are the doodles for those that reblogged my post or messaged me! I had a great time doing these! Thank you @homicidalfantrolls @clown-fuckers-r-us and @wandering-trolls​ for giving me the opportunity!

#my art #fantroll #homicidalfantrolls #clown-fuckers-r-us #wandering-trolls #homestuck

[trollcafe]

matching outfits for you and your rail! <>

#ghost.art #bruuno sinopa #anguil #for others #electric guitar #anguil is @homicidalfantrolls!!!

[cybernatedbeholder]

Malformed Myths -> Adopt batch

I take payment only through Ko-Fi

Baku -> 40$ -> PRECLAIMED

Garmr -> 30$ -> PRECLAIMED

Jormungand -> 20$ -> PRECLAIMED

Cipactli -> 20$ -> SOLD to @homicidalfantrolls

Garuda -> 35$ -> SOLD to @nethertrolls

Qilin -> 40$ -> SOLD to @astrumocs

Ratatosk -> 30$ -> SOLD to @/nethertrolls

Kelpie -> 25$ -> OPEN

Chimera -> 20$ -> SOLD to @ramgodd

Adoptables rules below:

BY PURCHASING MY ADOPTS, YOU ARE AGREEING TO THE FOLLOWING.

You must Credit me for the design

You may NOT edit my original work in any form or way.

You may change the design and species after you've bought the design, but must keep the design recognizable and Still leave me credit.

Gender and bloodcolor is ultimately up to the buyer.

You may not repost the original artwork to deviantart, instagram, or other social media/portfolio sites.

You can however store it in your deviantart sta.sh, post it to tumblr profiles, or upload it to websites like toyhou.se with proper credit. (Xonn)

IF THE ADOPT IS POC DO NOT CHANGE THAT DETAIL

You may NOT resell, gifting is fine. Do inform me of who it has been gifted to so I may keep track for my ownership chart.

I can hold for 3 days max

Any future commissions of adopts brought from me will have discount.

DO NOT USE THE ADOPTS FOR GROSS STUFF ( hate messages, racism, N/FTS etc etc use common sense)

ADOPTS WILL NOT BE USED FOR COMMERCIAL USE. (you can however buy commercial use license)

ABSOLUTELY NO USE OF AI WITH ANY OF MY WORKS

Message me the word Hiss so I know you read the rules!

#xonns adopts #adopts #adoptables #homestuck adopts #hiveswap adopts #fyi the malformed part is purely because by troll standards all of these little fellas would be mutants #i don't mean any harm against the cultures i took these legends and myths from <3

[indig0tea]

I realized I could post some of these now that I've finished a fair handful!

of the first row only one got scanned before I packed them in an envelope for mailing whoops OTL

In order for: a friend on discord, @spades-chilling-teal, @homicidalfantrolls, and @discountcowboy !

If you're interested in a commission like these, they're 20$ USD apiece or 3 for 50$.

Mailable within USA or Internationally for free, as they're small enough to fit in standard post envelope without folding.

#my art #commissions #bust commission #traditional art

[indig0trolls]

Finally at a point where I can work on these again without causing myself bodily harm, though slots will be EXTREMELY limited due to working full time. I did end up changing some prices, but only to the add-ons, as I felt I’d priced them unfairly towards myself, given how much time each piece takes me.

NOTE! THESE ARE MIX-n-MATCH ONLY. I WILL NOT BE CONVERTING THESE TO SEPARATE .PNG FILES FOR YOU.

Slots— 1/5 OPEN

​@astrumocs

@norts-trolls

@trollcafe

@nethertrolls

open

Waiting list:

goldenguillotines (skip 7/23)

plushystuff (skip 7/23)

asks-n-trolls (skip 7/23)

homicidalfantrolls (skip 7/23)

.....

Will draw:

OCs

Fan characters (ex: homestuck fan trolls/kids)

Avatars/Sonas/V-tubers

Fan art

Animal ears/tails, wings, tattoos, robotic arms

Mild gore/nudity (please discuss with me)

Won’t draw:

Intricately detailed robots or armor

If you are interested, PLEASE fill out the following form! ->>✨This one here with the arrows and sparkles✨<<- If you are curious as to whether or not I am accepting commissions, please don’t hesitate to ask. If you want to be added to the waitlist (for any reason!), don’t hesitate to reach out! Payment plans for pricier packages/set ARE allowed, just please notify me ahead of time if you need one! If you have any other questions, feel free to let me know!

Also, please make note that I will NOT begin working until I receive payment. But do not send payment until I have confirmed your order and have given you my paypal information. Turn around time on these is not fast, as take a good deal of effort and usually 6+ hours straight worth of work.

#Commissions information #talksprite commission #comm info #talksprite commissions

[moonlit-trolls]

SO! Last night @jazztrolls Commissioned me 2 sketches so i could get myself a burger for dinner! Best fucking burger i ever had btw.

Sketches were for Toresce (owned by @homicidalfantrolls ) and Osiris (Owned by @hextrolls )

Both where a BLAST to sketch!

#Ooc #My art #Sketches #Not my characters #Homestuck #Hiveswap

[contrastparadoxx]

☼☼☼

@faerielandtrolls

@homicidalfantrolls

@ridiculousfantrolls

#Mun Stuff

[fantrollology]

Oh I know Dia! What do you think of the guy, do you get along alright?

Are his powers interesting Or noteworthy as far as the usual lime powers go?

His hands are clasped in his lap. He gives a few slow, approving nods while he speaks.

"I found him cooperative, amicable… he took well to the mask, and I like that enthusiasm. I'd say we have a positive relationship."

He perches his thumbs against each other.

"Because of the number of limeblood abilities I've had the chance to study, which is few, it's hard to say what's noteworthy and what isn't. That being said, his ability to soothe is standard for limebloods. What's more interesting is how it's done; it's not uncommon for abilities to be focused through the eyes, but the factor that voice and facade plays for him is fascinating."

"Part of me believes its all… for lack of a better phrase, in his head; like if his face was covered but he was somehow unaware or had no suspicion it was, his abilities would be just as effective. If not, then there's certainly something there worth investigating much further. Didn't have a chance to study too much, though; his CO at the time was only looking for treatment, and I couldn't think of any applications of the research that would pose greater practical appeal. Can't satiate every curiosity."

He shrugs.

"I do think there is a way to correct his inability to control his psionics without the mask, but psiotherapy, and, uhm, regular therapy, aren't something the Fleet considers funding when there's a less expensive solution. Might suggest it to his new CO before I take off. He seemed the sort to fight for that."

"As for the electrokinetic abilities, they seem to operate pretty similarly to some known non-mutant yellowblood psionics. A little gene piggybacking, there. Not incredibly uncommon."

#yay big paragraph #i love to write abt my psionic headcanons #looks at my semi-abandoned google doc #uhhh hahaaha #askbox #astrumocs #alaska #alaska speaks #specs psionics #hi corpse! #we've never spoken before! #i hope this mention is ok! #if its not! let me know! and i will delete it without question! #i might start tagging users whose characters i mention? #might be a good idea #jazztrolls #homicidalfantrolls

[astrumocs]

Reshaper, did you ever want anything more from Hikaru? More than you have right now?

"'Want' is a particular phrasing, Fuoco, I'd rather describe it as I wouldn't mind something... I won't call it more, but perhaps official is more apt."

"I never intended to seek that out, mind you, the man has enough misfortune going on without such a thing. And as I mentioned, with his feelings still lingering for Verula, I didn't anticipate him moving on any time soon either."

#reshaper speaks #homicidalfantrolls #fuoco #art of illusion #your nickname means fire #ty corpse <3

[sasster]

Nah but I know a rustblood who wants to ask u but is too shy as of now :3

”Rust is such a reductive word! Try something else. His name, perhaps?

Also, tell him he knows where to find me.”

#vivere #homicidalfantrolls #askter

[videcoeur]

Another giveaway doodle for @homicidalfantrolls ! Thank you for being so patient with me while I’m on a writing block <3 This boy is beautiful and I’m happy I got to draw him!!

#fantroll #fantrolls #homestuck #hiveswap #homicidalfantrolls #( my art. )

[trollcafe]

Written in the Stars

Google Docs Mondes -> @/byrdstrolls Mystery Wolf Man (& drawing at end) -> @/homicidalfantrolls

To say you, Jodiah Monark, felt powerful would be a horrific understatement. Beautiful, confident, elegant- combine those with powerful, and you might just hit the tip of your emotional iceberg. The mask you had spent so many hours perfecting seemed to have unlocked a new personality within you. One even more cocky than your usual self. It was exhilarating. Face completely hidden, not a drop of lime in sight. Your dress glittered in the light. You stood out amongst the clownish dark colors. A rather plain glimmering dress in the sea of overdone patterns and frills. You weren’t seeking any Ball King nomination so the theme wasn’t ultimately that important to you. In the end, you decided the chunky knee-high boots helped too.

Those shoes weren’t easy to dance in, but you made it work pretty well. By the Messiahs did you dance- twirling your kismesis around until he looked like he was green in the metaphorical gills. Then you promised him you wouldn’t go far, left him seated by the snack table with a bonk. You picked random strangers to twirl with after that. But you never strayed far from your kismesis- you did promise, after all. Finally, once you had your momentary fill of attention from strangers, you flopped down in a seat next to your poor abandoned kismesis, out of breath. 

“I didn’t know you liked dancing.” He said simply, voice muffled as usual. You had heard his voice clearly once. Since then, you had thought he sounded a little funny, so muffled. 

“You haven’t seen anything yet, babe.” You weren’t quite used to your non-automated voice, but there was no safe way to install an automater without making your new mask too chunky, “This is way better than any bar on a Fleet port.” 

“And to think I had almost forgotten you were a Fleet cop.” 

“I’m a better dancer than I ever was a cop.” 

“Must’ve been one incredibly bad cop.” 

That made you laugh. Your raw, chirpy laughter, unfiltered and whole. Laughing made your chest ache, a pang of anxiety. A reminder that you weren’t wearing your usual mask. It could never quite alter your laughter right, creating instead some strange noise distortion. You had gotten so accustomed to the sound that you genuinely forgot what your raw laughter was like. You glanced at Mondes through the side of your eye and found yourself yearning for the safety he must feel right now behind his gasmask.Your current mask may be pretty but it could be so easily ripped off. Part of you envied his confidence in wearing the same thing he always wore, in his refusal to take it off. You shake off that thought quickly. 

“You want a drink? Rosé? I can get one of those long straws.” Messiahs above you wanted a drink. Something to shake off your anxieties. Something to lower your pusher rate. Your kismesis is silent in response, but he begins to dig through the little clutch purse he was carrying for you. 

You reach across to gently take his hand, “Oh- hon, no. We’re not paying for shit tonight.” You recognized the glimmer of confusion that flashed over his eyes, and responded with your own small laugh, “Watch and learn, bunny boy.” 

You rose, and made a beeline for the bar. You could feel Mondes’ eyes observing you closely. Time to put on a good show. The anxiety was washed away in a swell of confidence, no matter how fake. You square your shoulders, lift your chin, and walk like you owned the entire ball. 

You studied each lonely troll sitting at the bar, finding the perfect victim as you sauntered up. Only a brooding, mystery-shrouded purple blood sat alone, making a prime target. Everyone else was accounted for. No problem. His mask was wolfish, black and purple, blending in perfectly with the fur on his coat. No horns in sight- though a purple of that size must’ve had them cropped down. He sat alone, glowering down at his untouched glass of whiskey. You can’t help but wonder what that poor drink did to deserve such a glower. 

You loved the danger that was associated with purplebloods. You had your fair share of them in the Fleet- power hungry and sadistic fuckers. It was almost pitiful how many of them got off on the thought of a mutant to tame. They made easy targets. Motivated by their own simplistic desires, yet powerful enough for you to hide in their shadows. This was arguably a ball celebrating this stranger’s kind, and yet he hardly looked the part. Sure, he was well dressed, but it almost seemed as if he fit the previous year’s theme more. The cape over his wide-set shoulders made him appear massive. Massive, alone, brooding, dangerous, with a faint air of loneliness. Just how you liked them. He would be just as easy as the rest. 

You came up from behind, initially setting a hand on his back, in the fur of his cloak. His head jolts up suddenly as if forcibly yanked from his thoughts. There’s a brief moment where you wonder if your lack of mask had you firing off electricity, but upon further thought you conclude you just startled him. Cute. Your hand trails off his back as you take the seat next to him. You lean over the bar. Chin on hand, elbow on the surface. 

“Howdy, stranger. Looking awfully lonely over here.” The initial prick of anxiety sparks back up as you hear your own unfiltered voice once again. That was fine, you could watch your tone. The way he silently stared back certainly was not helping. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he gave the smallest nod imaginable. 

Cool! Great, you knew he wasn’t going to kill you now. At least not here. He shifts, leaning back on the bar, but turning his body more towards you. The way his elbow rested on the bar gave off a nonchalant air despite his posture remaining slightly stiff. He said nothing. His open body posture was a good sign. He was receptive, open to your eventual manipulation. 

“What’s a handsome highblood like you doing here alone? Hm?” You attempted to bat your eyelashes, then remembered he couldn’t see your eyes. 

“.....”

You tilt your head, the gems on your mask jingling as you did, “Silent strong type, hm? I like. Very mysterious.” You smile with your eyes, then remind yourself yet again that he can’t see your eyes- so you force a small giggle. Fuck your laughter was so small and pathetic on its own. Your free hand reaches out, crossing the great divide between you and your handsome stranger, to play with the chains hanging off his chest. He leaned in a little closer. Drawn in. “You’re in luck, stranger.” 

You begin to lean in closer, voice growing ever softer as you do, “...because I’m pretty vocal. And I’d love to show you just how vocal…” You stop, a few inches from his mask. Your eyes search the black abyss of his mask’s eyes, looking for any sort of emotion. You’re certain he’s doing the same for yours. 

“....But…I told my friend I’d bring us back a couple drinks before I wandered off with handsome strangers.” You again have to remind yourself that he can’t see your eyes. Babydoll eyes wouldn’t work here. But your pleading tone must’ve. Without breaking the pretend eye contact, your mystery friend raises a hand to beckon the bartender over. He motioned towards you as the unamused bronzeblood approached. 

You turn your head, but don’t back away, insistent on staying as close as possible while you order a Rosé and champagne. You twist the chain in your fingers. A pleased purr rises from your chest as you watch the bartender get to work. You could feel your stranger’s gaze boring into you. Was he wearing some sort of cologne? It was vaguely familiar, nostalgic almost. A scent like that, he must be Fleet. It was smokey, a little woods-y. Perhaps cedar? You so loved the smell of cologne- it was unfortunate your usual mask had an air filter. 

You meet his gaze once more as the bartender has to leave briefly to fetch your champagne. You release the chain. Your hand rests on his chest. It was warm, almost concerningly so- was he even breathing? An undead purple. Now that was an exciting thought. No, as you trace the pattern on his vest with a coy finger, you can feel his pusher racing underneath. A shy purple, then? Even more enticing. You maintain your gaze on his mask as the bartender delivers both drinks. 

“I hate to cut our time short…but my friend is waiting.” 

If you didn’t know better, you would’ve said your stranger deflated at the thought. 

“I’ll be on the dance floor all day, if you find yourself wanting company again.” You trace a small circle on his chest, “I’d love to pay you back with a dance.” 

With that you push away, taking both your drinks with a silent nod of thanks to the bartender. You made your way back to your kismesis. Mondes was no longer staring at you- no, he seemed to be staring through you. And quite intently. Like a dog on alert. 

“He’s staring.” He says flatly as you approach. You shrug nonchalantly and offer him his drink. Despite the nonchalance, you could tell your kismesis was uncomfortable. You were an expert in reading him. 

“C’mon,” you nudge his foot to make him stand, “let’s go up to the balcony. He can’t see us up there.” Truth be told, you could feel those masked eyes staring right into your soul. It would normally have been unnerving, but for some reason, it felt…almost familiar. A wanted attention, you suppose. Though your story here is only half the tale, Jodiah. Your thoughts and emotions hardly matter here. You are but a means to the end of this tale. 

Mondes rose slowly, but kept eye contact with your stranger until you put your arm around him. You usher him along towards the grand staircase.

“He’s just jealous a grandma like you could pull someone as hot as me.” 

---

==> Your name is now Paenit Almiss, and the second Jodiah leaves, you are overcome with the feeling that you have made a colossal mistake.

#ghost.art #drabbles #jodiah monark #this wouldve been posted yesterday but corpse fell asleep as i finished

[ask-them-bois]

❤homicidalfantrolls?

Aaaahhhh @homicidalfantrolls is very cool! I very much want to interact with them, I just haven't gotten around to it yet.

Their trolls are cool and interesting, but I honestly don't know much about them, mainly because I haven't taken the time to do so.

Their art is pretty neat, I like all the sharp lines and little details.

#anonymous #ask #ooc answers #homicidalfantrolls