UGH I NEED TO BE MORE CREATUVE AND OUT THERE WITH MY FANTROLL DESIGNS THEY ALL FEEL TOO CLOSE TO THE CANON TROLLS FUCKKK, HOW DO YOU GUYS MAKE SUCH AWESOME GUYSSSS????? im gonna go gargle a mango loco.
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UGH I NEED TO BE MORE CREATUVE AND OUT THERE WITH MY FANTROLL DESIGNS THEY ALL FEEL TOO CLOSE TO THE CANON TROLLS FUCKKK, HOW DO YOU GUYS MAKE SUCH AWESOME GUYSSSS????? im gonna go gargle a mango loco.
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OPINIONS ON CHUBBY GIRLS
i i i i i think they're verfy cute n pretty and all the good things!!!! I LOVE CHUBBY GIRLLSS <3333
My artstyle is always so damn different whenever I draw traditional, I miss my cintiq :(((((
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"--O-of course..."
Fun fact, this is me irl no cap.
(I'll post more art soon I promise, I've just been yapping π)
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γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €Toes curl, as bandaged feet pull further INWARD.
Roar of flame is soft, a rolling sort of sound that came with its' flickering dance. Sleeves are pulled over fingertips, over nails that have grown a little too long, and come to TOO MUCH of a point. Monstrous, did his look become ; yet ethereal, in its' way. Head lolls to the side, somewhat, as he stares into the fire, freshly fed.
Is that a bad thing, he asks ; and dragon cannot help but chuff a soft laugh. He would not voice his discomfort with the inability, to fit in, should it be negeligable.
But he remembers, too, that people cannot read minds. Inhuman, or otherwise. Lips press into a firm line, his brow furrowing. Down are words swallowed, in favor of more thought. Bangs are swept from his view, exhale finally released. β ... Sometimes. β He muses, quiet. β You know I'm different. I know I'm different. I wish it weren't so obvious. I wish I understood when to laugh or nod, when to speak. The world I live in, right now ..? I don't belong in it. Part of me wants to return home... But gods, was home lonely. β
β³ @ourkamuy | here.