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Just a fantroll blog. You can find a couple other species around here too. Guaranteed NSFW, 100% trash. If you need something tagged let me know. My skype is kissme-kismesis, please include your URL when you add. Enjoy your stay.

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New troll I’m working on, I love him. He’s a caste-ist doctor and blood researcher.

New troll I’m working on, I love him. He’s a caste-ist doctor and blood researcher.



3 hours ago

# tasmin things# my art
cercrp:

"Aren’t y>o<u just the m>o<st preci>o<us little pudgy red bl>o<>o<d! Oh g>o<>o<dness~ Y>o<u’re simply cute enough to eat! Yes y>o<u are~ Aww~" 
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((Gonna color it when I get home but Lecter is already turning out quite…cute actually shotaw, rancidfantrolls, kissmekismesis ))

Want. 

cercrp:

"Aren’t y>o<u just the m>o<st preci>o<us little pudgy red bl>o<>o<d! Oh g>o<>o<dness~ Y>o<u’re simply cute enough to eat! Yes y>o<u are~ Aww~" 

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((Gonna color it when I get home but Lecter is already turning out quite…cute actually shotaw, rancidfantrolls, kissmekismesis ))

Want. 



3 hours ago

# friend's art

emptytrolls:

Your ears wiggle excitedly and you grin. It takes you a few seconds to actually open the door and get in after eating those things given to you. Everything just feels odd and sideways.

'okay but, I don't think this thing can drive through swamp muck. Or even fit on the walking path Haha.'

You look at him with shaky pupils and excitement in your eyes.

'But if you don't mind the extra walking we can leave it at my friend Capran's inn. He lives practically next door.'

You sit back and feel the seat of the car. ‘and if you don’t like the swamp we can go to his inn and stay there.’

The second he’s in you speed away from the seedy side of town before you get mugged. 

"Naw, this thing isn’t all terrain. We can leave it somewhere safe, unless you want this thing permanently stuck in your front yard."

You grin at the seemly over stimulated troll beside you. He would look fantastics naked on the hood of your Lamborgini. You purr and readjust in  your seat.

"Just tell me which way to go."



3 hours ago

# alizar# emptytrolls

Cold Blooded

lowerbirthcarnival:

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The second the clock ticked, you were already off on your way into the city. What matters was what you were planning to do at this time. You’ve been hitting up a certain bar recently, almost too much that it started to become boring going around there. You need something new, something fresh. You of all people should have the best idea of where to go since you scouted the area up and down.

Thinking of a new place, you remembered there was a local hookah bar nearby. The quality of it was unknown to you since you’ve only passed by it, but you suspect something of greater value. There’s only one way to find out.

Taking a bold stride in, you didn’t bother to look around much at it. You focused on finding a hookah that wasn’t crowded. After a long night, you needed a good smoke and a little personal space. Looking across the room, you seem to pinpoint your focus on one that was mostly occupied by one other blueblood. Eh.

Walking the short distance there, you took a seat on the stool and took up one of the many holders. 

It’s the pretentious costume, the fucking shoulder spikes, and of course he’s a seadweller. You hit the douche bag lottery. Now you’re excited. You move to table where you can see his face. Eh. He’s not bad looking you suppose, for a fish. Looks like he’s of the highest class too. Seadwellers can be resistant to voodoos, but it’s usually just the really old ones. You place this guy between 10 and 20 sweeps. Hard to say. Fishticks age well.

You watch him intently for several minutes, never outright staring, Yes. This is tonights entertainment. You close your eyes briefly to hide the initial flash of pink and purple as you summon your voodoos and begin weaving a special something for Spike. 

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4 hours ago

# lowerbirthcarnival# I didn't see this last night ;w;# sicaru

Slumber Party

pouncinpreadtor:

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>You smile real big and nod

I would like that, I mean, uh I ain’t seein no one else, just you and I wanna keep it like that to

>You are fumbling your words pretty bad, way to go Mr. Smooth~

That went well. Good. 

"So, what do you want to do tonight?"



4 hours ago

First Impressions

cercrp:

=> You peer back at her curiously when she asks if she still has eyebrows. 

oX mm….one….Here. I have something for that. Xo 

=> You set down your basket and pull out an eyebrow pencil and compact from your pocketbook, offering her the makeup and small mirror with a smile. 

She complements your crown and you smile a little wider. You knew it was a good choice for today. 

oX The thorns show that even something dead can be dangerous but also beautiful….ah…It is something of a personal passion to appear as a walking work of art to show my respect and love of the beauty of the afterlife and the natural passing of life. The tattoos are the same. Xo

=> You gesture to your face and bared torso gracefully. 

oX It’s a bit of an obsession not often understood…Xo

=> You chuckle a little and appear a bit embarrassed. 

(( kissmekismesis))

You throw your head back and sigh dramatically. Not again. You smile stiffly at them and take the compact and pencil. Yup, most of your left eyebrow was gone. You pencil it in expertly, plenty of experience with this. It’ll have to do till your can make your hair regrowth potion.

"Thanks for that," you hand back the compact and pencil, "how does it look now?"

You raise your fake eyebrow when they start taking about life and death. Fangirling over death even, fanboying, fantrolling, fanpersoning…yeah. Seems like it’s their personal aesthetic. You’re down with that. You’re practically a death omen yourself. Though, if you looked like a giant skeleton your targets might run even faster and farther away. 

Tattoos and not paint? You thought they smelled a little on the normal side. You hate the way Bhavan’s paint smells, smearing nasty shit.

"I understand the obsession. In my own way," you lean closer and cover one side of your mouth like a wriggler telling a secret, your whisper is conspiratorial,"I’m an assassin and I brew liquid death."

cercrp



4 hours ago

# shut up eli# elixza# cercrp

Long Distance => Closed with Kissmekismesis

cercustrolls:

=> The feathers in the next letter were beautiful and bright. you stared at them in awe for a moment or two almost forgetting you had a letter to read. You placed them carefully in a notebook and stashed them in a corner of your cart with your letter chest. 

"Dear Cardin,

The elephant knocked over my ink well last time I wrote to ya so I’ve gotta use the black ink. I ended up sittin’ in the spill an’ Luucah thought I was bleedin’! He raised such a fuss when he found out it was only ink though. Nearly flipped his wig cause ink don’t come out an’ now I need new pants. 

Cipher said there weren’t no harm in wearin’ the stained ones but he’s always covered in oil and grease from the engines so I don’t think I can take advice on it from him heheh. 

How’s that bite? Hopefully you’re takin’ good care to keep it clean. Blaire said there wasn’t much chance of infection, when I ask him about it, cause the dire wolf’s got real clean spit? I dunno what he’s talkin’ about on that one. 

I guess I really am lucky~ I was actually raised in the cirque. My lusus took me here as a grub. Cipher says he reckons Pap thought I’d be safe here with the other trolls since there was such a mix. He came right up to the train an’ layed down next to Cipher an’ Luucah. Luucah says it was like he was askin’ for help. I think that’s silly. They coulda just as soon culled me. But maybe Pap’s real smart…. Pupated and grew up here so they all feel a lot like family even though I’m the only blue. 

My strength started to develop when I was four sweeps. It was…surprisin’. Since most us blues, if we’re gonna get it, don’t start gettin’ strong till seven or eight. Me an’ my old friend Marieh- Marieh’s gone now. Moved to the city- were playin’ in the big tent an’ one of the poles was rottin’. I head butted it for some reason an’ it started to topple. Rupert found us sittin’ there cryin’, me holdin’ the pole an Marieh cryin’ cause we both thought we were in big trouble heheh.

It’s been both a blessin’ an’ a curse in a lotta ways. Took a while to get a hold on it. Broke Cipher’s thumb once. Felt terrible for days till it healed.

How’d you end up on the reserve? Just an’ interest in the animals? I think it’s real interestin’. I’ve never seen a deer in person. Just a lot of pictures. Ever have a bear come through? I’d love to see a bear too. 

Needle work sounds interestin’ though! Luucah tried to teach me to sew once but I jus’ didn’ have the patience. It’s a skill that could come in hand though hehe. I like to swim too. Slip off with some of the other younger trolls to go for a swim any time we all get a free moment from our chores.

We all have a lot of chores to help with the upkeep of this place. I like writtin’ a lot. I keep a journal an stuff. Nothin’ real interestin’ in there. Just my thoughts an’ some doodles. I work out my muscles for fun a lot. Heheh I really like toned trolls so I’d like to get just as toned. I’ll be checkin’ on that leg day now. ;) 

I’ve been learnin’ to dance from Ellroy an’ Naomie. It’s kinda…lame. But you never know when you might need to know a slow dance or somethin’. 

Herb bread sounds delicious! I love food but I’m still learnin’ how to cook. I usually end up eatin’ most of the ingredients before they get into the dish. Whoops. My favorites are apples and beer! You’ll have to let me know how it turned out! What other kinds of foods do you like?  

- Hear from you soon, 

Sammie “

(( kissmekismesis))

This one nearly makes you fall out of your chair laughing. Headbutting the tent pole. What away to discover your calling. You forget how silly wrigglers can be. You wonder if he’s grown out of headbutting things for kicks.

Dear Sammie, 

I knew you must be a hard head, what with the tent pole and all. Gotta take care of that noggin, mate! I’m just playing with you, I’ve done some pretty random things in the name of curiosity or boredom. I don’t even want to get into how many times I’ve been bitten by poisonous snakes for picking them up. They’re so gorgeous, how could I not? Don’t do that anymore. ((coughs conspicuously))

Sounds like Ms. Shela is a mischievous one. I enjoyed her little signature a letter back. Elephants are highly intelligent beasts. I can almost imagine her knocking over the ink precisely for your to sit it in. Laughing to herself the whole time.

The bite is healing up great! The little love nip is closing up nice and clean. Blaire is right, the dire wolf is remarkably clean and that includes it’s bite. Lucky me! Ha.

I’m a little envious of your upbringing, being surrounded by family. It was just me and Steve and the warden. The preserve just happened to be where the drones built my hive for some reason. It’s definitely turned out to my benefit. Steve loves it here. The place is why I became a veterinarian in the first place. There really is no place like home. Do you and the cirque move about a lot, traveling for shows? That sounds exciting. I bet you’ve see all sort of interesting things.

Deer are stunning creature to watch. Very graceful and smarter than you might think. The ones here can jump like the dickens. Steve tries to catch ‘em, but even he can’t beat their speed and agility. We do have bears too. Black ones and brown ones. They don’t stay though. Very migratory.Always a pleasure to see them. 

You’re lusus sounds like one of a kind. That’s actually a beautiful story. Him seeking safe harbor for his charge. Does he perform in the circus? A real show stopper that one.

The bread and soup turned out well, considering my lack of culinary skills. Steve even took notice and he only likes the recently dead, bloody meat. The herbs really made the dish, and were they ever fragrant. Just the smell of the hive made me hungry for two days. The food I like to eat is a lot of it. I’m not too picky,but I favor a lot of of salad, fruits, vegetables, yogurt and milk. Stuff that can be eaten cold and with out too much prep. One, I can’t cook, two, it’s hotter than hell here. I make popsicles too!

Been meaning to ask ya, does the cirque run all sweep? Or do you get some time off. Putting on a show every night that would be intense, mate. I’m sure you could handle it, but still. 

I’m including a picture of the view from my back porch. Steve ran into the picture at the last moment so the blurry greenish thing is him. Such a rascal. Talk to you soon, Sammie.

Your pal,

Cardin 



4 hours ago

# cercustrolls# cardin# soo sweet# sigh
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I finally got some sleep and finished the hair on Tasmin. Whoo. 

Imma take a quick shower, empty out my draft folder, and hop on skype. 



5 hours ago

# this is what productivity looks like

emptytrolls:

EG: 0~0

Your ears stick up as Ali pulls up and rolls the window down. Of COURSE you’re beyond impressed. The color, the shine, blah blah fancy shit you don’t see in person often.

> Touch the thing

> You love this thing

You think he likes it.

"Hop in hot stuff. Lets go to your place."

So this will never happen again. The lost thing.



12 hours ago

cercustrolls:

kissmekismesis:

if its a death head moth, you HAVE to allude to Silence of the Lambs some how. You just do.

But yes. I want to touch this troll and feed him things.

I’ll name him Clarice. ;3 Lecter Clarice 

Just for you and because that’s an awesome movie. 

It’s my ALL time favorite movie! That mean DIBS. uwu

Best troll name ever. 



20 hours ago

cercustrolls:

kissmekismesis:

No but imagine Sammie and Cardin a real wholesome like relationship, healthy in all the traditional good ways. Really loving and respectful.

But.

In bed. There is some truly kinky ass depraved delicious shit going on.

I need this in all kinds of ways. 

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20 hours ago

# blue beasties# cardin things
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No but imagine Sammie and Cardin a real wholesome like relationship, healthy in all the traditional good ways. Really loving and respectful.

But.

In bed. There is some truly kinky ass depraved delicious shit going on.



1 day ago

# cardin things# cercustrolls# uwu# he's real flexible

cercustrolls:

(( rancidfantrolls, indigopantrolls, videcoeur, kissmekismesis)) Imagine a fatherly and loving aristocrat troll who really, really wants to take in all the little orphan grubs and he picks them up and just dotes on them like “Oh aren’t you darling. Are you hissing? Oh that’s so cute.” 

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if its a death head moth, you HAVE to allude to Scilence of the Lambs some how. You just do.

But yes. I want to touch this troll and feed him things.



1 day ago

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Cold Blooded

Another night, another search for entertainment. You’ve spent most of the night wandering the streets, nonplussed. There’s the usual: bars, clubs, coffee shops, the beach. Boring as fuck, but the clock keeps ticking so you slip into a hooka bar. There are pretty ladies on stage dancing and playing instruments, they’re clothed so your pretty sure this isn’t a hooka bar slash strip club. After a while a band starts playing and you order something sweet to smoke. 

Through the haze of smoke laden breath you peer curiously at the occupants. Seems like most are low to midblood. Not really a challenge for you, but you spot a few possibilities. You curl your lip, still not terribly compelled  to start something up. 

You’ll watch for a while, order a few drinks. If nothing else you can drink too much and start a fight the old fashioned way, by being an asshole. 



1 day ago

# lowerbirthcarnival# sicaru

First Impressions

cercrp:

Mortae =>

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You’d gathered your basket under one arm and your parasol in the other. Despite the rather feminine accessory you were feeling rather masculine today and you dressed accordingly. Short cropped leather jacket and tight black pants. A crown of thorns on top of your long black hair. 

It was market day and you were out of tea. You made a bee line for the herbal selections next to the coffees. You were browsing the many choices with a thoughtful frown as someone asked to slip in.  

"Excuse me, can I get in there for a sex, SEC. SECOND. S-E-C. Motherfuck." 

=> You chuckled a little, your voice a deep velvet. 

oX It’s not a problem. Slip of the tongue is all. Xo

=> You offered her a curious smile and moved back for her to get at the coffee.

oX I shouldn’t have been standing in the way and gawking like a crane anyways. ….You seem a little worn down… Xo

(( kissmekismesis))

"Mmm, thanks," you say drolly. 

Always nice to be told you look like shit. Though, their response is surprisingly un-Juggalo-y, and therefore not irritating as fuck.

You dart in and grab a basket full of premium coffee,”Probably because I don’t have any coffee and I just had my work spontaneously combust. Oh god, do I still have eyebrows?”

The though occurs to you with horror. You’re afraid to look. You’re lucky to have them at all with how often shit explodes or burst into flames around you. That reminds you, you should probably pick up another fire extinguisher. 

You peer up at the heavily made up highblood, “I like your flower, whats with the thorns?”

Why are you taking to this troll? Off night. Honestly. Their caste is trash. You should know, your kismesis is one of them.

cercrp



1 day ago

# elixza# cercrp