#princeofdoomrps

He is! And I owe a lot to everyone for helping out. 

Vemili loved interacting with people, he thrived off of the short interactions at the club. But more meaningful ones? The ones where both him and that person were sober? Those scared him. That meant someone wanted to actually know him, not just vent at him in a bathroom or at the bar. This was someone who kinda wanted to like... know him. Oof. So when he was invited to a bonfire party with other friends, he hesitantly extended the offer to Lyssav. Not because he didn’t like him, but he was scared. It was a complicated ball of knots in his gut that was usually solved with whiskey and a cigarette. And sure, this weird navy blood seemed... determined for a lack of a better word to get to know him, expressing something Vemili wasn’t sure was red or pale or what, but god Vemili didn’t want to be around when he inevitably disappointed him because he was a unromantic disaster. 

He wasn’t even sure Lyssav was gonna come. It was a bonefire he wouldn’t know anyone else at, and with a guy he’s had only a handful of conversations with at a loud club. God, Vemili was dumb. What did he expect out of this? 

He sat by the fire, staring at it through the safety of his shades- he was the only one around to enjoy the heat of the fire against his skin. Everyone else was either starting to show up, or getting drinks and socializing with the host, most of these people he didn’t even know pass a face and name, and sometimes their drink orders if he saw them more than once. Thank god for an impeccable memory. 

Vemili looked around again... and fuck... he realized he was hoping Lyssav showed for real. Oh no. He really wish he knew how to place this feeling. 

Sprite commission for @princeofdoomrps​! Thank you for commissioning me, hope you enjoy :3c

Bonus: Full wings version

Draw meme

Y’all really liked that expression sdkjndnrn

here’s a “HEY! I haven’t forgotten about the requests some of ya’ll sent me!” post ;w;

I’m sorry this took long

literally had a weird art block but finally got myself in the mood to get to these

I never forget these! trust me. when it comes to these, I never forget them and I often times just keep it open for me to accumulate to have more to do

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@ase-trollplays (it was weird drawing since I never drew just... plain or bald. sorry if it looks odd! ;;)

@thetruerarkher

@torturedspirits (going for my weakness of goth girls .w.;;;;;)

@guardiansaromatherapy

@himbotrolls (I’m not great with dreads. I did my best. sorry it looks odd ;-;)

@princeofdoomrps (sorry if it looks weird! also, wings are odd to draw for me ;w;)

@solaredarisen

@stitchesandgears (more Carsie is always great for me! :3c)

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thank you for anyone that was patient, or remembered requesting a sketch from me. I know that I could’ve done some but I like to challenge myself with how to draw other people’s OCs

Your name is Baylyn Lutria and damn could this get any worse?!

During what you were hoping could be a nice, relaxing vacation and potential ‘archaeological dig’, which definitely sounds better than potentially treasure-hunting any frozen corpses you might find, you find yourself highly inconvenienced by a freak snowstorm that hit out of nowhere! ...Well, you can’t exactly say it surprised you, given the location, but it’s definitely not your cup of tea. Neither is being stuck in the cabin you have to take shelter in with this random troll that you’d prefer not to be with in such a situation. He just smells like wet dog to you, and with that weird eye, it doesn’t help you to settle... though you do think that his eye could be considered an artifact if you knew how to preserve it. Nah, you’d best not risk it.

You turn and look at the stranger, and your fins twitch as the howling winds outside roar and rattle against the wooden walls. Too many walls for your taste, you note with a squint of disdain, and you have little time to note much else before everything goes dark. Great, a power outage. Well, at least trolls are generally pretty decent at living in the dark. Now you just figure you might try to make some small talk with this stranger and hope he doesn’t try to kill you.

“So... yov come here often?”

OK, that was lame, but you guess it’s better than nothing.