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"All my talent, it doesn't grow on trees"

Their talent:

#Trolls #Trolls band together #Velvet and Veneer #Not literally but you get it

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Reblog if you think fanfiction is a legitimate form of creative writing.

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I like to think Bruce keeps trying to carry his kids in his hair because of Troll Instincts™

(★ my Ko-fi)

#Do i love this? #Yes #Yes I do #Is this art? #Yes it is #I LOVE ITTTTT

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Floyd: So oxygen went on a date with potassium, it went... OK.

John Dory: I thought oxygen was dating magnesium, OMG.

Floyd: Actually oxygen first asked nitrogen out, but nitrogen was all like NO.

Branch: I thought oxygen had that double bond with the hydrogen twins.

Bruce: Looks like someone's a HO.

John Dory: NaBrO.

Clay: I'm done with all of you!

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Branch: Alright Boom , Trickee. Let's go over this one more time. 
Branch: If something breaks? 
Boom : We try to fix it before Hype gets home. 
Branch: If it doesn't work? 
Trickee: We blame Ablaze. 
Ablaze: Seriously guys, what the heck?!

#Hype is the mom of the group #Ablaze is the dad of the group #PLATONICALLY JUST TO BE CLEAR #And i love it

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Hype: Boom?

Boom: Yeah?

Hype: Trickee and Ablaze are being whispery to each other, should we be concerned?

Boom: Not unless Branch gets involved

*sees Branch whispering to them*

Boom: Now we need to be concerned.

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*Baby Branch praying for friends*

Branch: Send me the nicest angels you have.

*Young Kismet evil cackling in the distance*

#BRO THEY'RE FOUND FAMILY ALRIGHT-

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Guy: You remember what he was singing?

Poppy: I think it was that song I want it that way.

Guy: Backstreet Boys I’m familiar, number 1 could you please sing the opening to I want it that way?

Ablaze: Really? Ok. You are my fire.

Guy: Number 2 keep it going.

Boom: The one desire.

Guy: Number 3.

Trickee: Believe when I say.

Guy: Number 4.

Hype: I want it that way.

Guy: Tell me why.

Kismet: Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache

Guy: Tell me why.

Kismet: Ain’t nothing but a mistake

Guy: Now number 5.

Branch: I never wanna hear you say

Guy: Whoo

Kismet: I want it that way.

Guy: Chills literally chills

Poppy: Number 5, number 5 ruined my party

Guy: Oh my gosh, I forgot about that.

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So... what do you think Branch's brothers' reactions would be to finding the picture from world tour the one with the lead that says nothing important over it? The one that poppy and Branch are smiling and laughing together in :)

To be honest, they’d first value Branch’s privacy with the ‘nothing important’, but if they didn’t (maybe they got curious with the ‘nothing important’, after all, having ‘nothing important’ in plain sight would be suspicious, I suspect that Bruce would be the one to take a peek. Then go crazy over it and share it with the rest of the brothers.

Floyd would either start squealing or crying

Clay and John Dory would be talking about those two 24/7 however long they remember that picture for (which may be forever)

(If Branch finds out, they’re all dead. He’d go crazy blushing madly.)

Bruce: And that’s how you know that he’ll become king in future… ;)

#Y #E #S #YES

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THIS. PLEASE

The more i think about this the more sad I get and yet happy as well

I feel like it's pretty obvious that Branch was meant for the spotlight. I mean he was In two bands and we have seen him sing. He got a thing for dramatics, and he thrives everytime he's on stage or in the spotlight when he's singing. He essentially demands eyes on him when he's singing and I find that intriguing.

I remember reading a post on twitter that said that Branch was "born to be an idol, forced to be a survivor" and when u look at the movies and moments when's he really happy it paints that picture. I mean the moment he got his colors back he's essentially been singing nonstop. Yea he has more self control than most trolls and knows when to and when not to sing, but that doesn't change the fact that he clearly loves singing and always has and to essentially hold that part of himself back due to his fear and trauma was prolls hurting him far more than we know.

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Well there was much more I wanted to say but I've forgotten what it was, so I GUESS I'm stopping here. Curse my shitty memory

I'm not saying this in a way that fully grasps how I feel about it which suuuucks but what can you do when ur terrible at explaining things.

Have a Branch thriving in the spotlight and Grumpy Grey Branch questioning his life choices

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branch: what if viva was wrong?

clay: then i’d reshape reality to make her right.

#Do i see Cliva? #Yes #Yes I do

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poppy: i’m babysitting my one month old nephew today and when i told him he couldn’t have ice cream for breakfast he told me, “you’re not my best friend anymore!” so we compromised and now tiny’s on his second bowl of ice cream and im his bestest friend in the whole wide world!

#This is SOOO Poppy #I like this so much omg

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When talking about the three Trolls movies, there's the 'villain collection'. But does Barb really count?

In Trolls, Chef WAS a villain who wanted the trolls eaten even after the bergens realized happiness is inside them as well. Why? Pure evil, just like that.

She didn't get her mistake, didn't try to fix it, nothing. You'll think she wanted the trolls to make her people happy, that would've justified her actions, but trying to FORCE the bergens into eating them just because she wants to? She wasn't trying to make them happy, she was FORCING them in HER way. And even after they found happiness, she was still after the trolls.

She just wanted to destroy them since the beginning.

Now, I get it, they were the reason she got banished, but still, that doesn't justify her actions. Because, while the trolls escaped from the Troll tree not thinking about what it would do to Chef (they were literally getting eaten, I get it), they ACTUALLY tried to help them in the end find their happiness.

The trolls fixed their 'mistake' as what Chef might call it, but in the end? They realized the bergens just needed happiness. But Chef? She just wanted the trolls dead for sheer evil. Not because she wanted the bergens happy.

Chef WAS the villain in Trolls.

Now Barb. Barb WASN'T the villain, she was a Queen who wanted her people happy. Every leader would want that.

And let's not forget that while Poppy got the role because she HAD grown and her father thought she deserved it, we don't know why Barb got the role

Think about it, what if she was forced? We don't know the events leading to her being the leader of the hard rock trolls. But if you look at it closely, her father doesn't seem like he can rule anymore, maybe that's why she had to step in? Maybe she HAD to be the leader?

I'm not gonna talk about this a lot, because after all, it's just a theory. Let's return to the already-known facts.

Queen. Big title, huge responsibility, and not everyone would take it the same. Poppy was all happy and cheerful about it, while Barb was stressed, anxious about earning the love of her people. Maybe Poppy had a better way of dealing with her feelings, and maybe Barb didn't, and that's not wrong.

Because Barb DID CARE about her people, and didn't want to force her opinions. You can see it in many scenes. She would enter a place and let everyone know they're there, she's not forgetting anyone. She's trying to please everyone, forgetting herself in the process.

She was doing this to please her people more than herself.

"Just let everyone be what they wanna be, including you"

You're prone to mistakes, everyone is. And while you think you're doing the right thing, you might be hurting someone.

Barb genuinely wanted her people happy, that's why she stayed silent while they were all singing 'Just sing'. Because they WERE happy. That's what she wanted, and even if she was doing it wrong, hurting someone else in the process, she realized her mistake, and she ACTUALLY tried to fix it

Barb WASN'T the villain in Twt. She was just a young, prone-to-mistakes Queen.

#Trolls #Trolls world tour #Queen Barb #I SAID WHAT I SAID #ALSO PLEASE THEY SAID LET'S SAVE OUR BEST FRIEND #NOT OUR QUEEN #Off topic but had to say it #For clarification i was talking in Chef's perspective #That's why i said that the trolls were 'at fault' #Because you cant judge someone unless you're in their shoes am i right? #Still trying to study Velvet and Veneer

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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Why does no one talk about this scene?

Like, HELOO????? He's clearly trying to be independent and push everyone away because hE DOESN'T WANT TO BE LEFT AGAIN

But then he realizes that this is Poppy he's trying to push away and he's just all like- ugh! He can't push HER away

#Trolls #Trolls band together #Branch #Poppy #Broppy #MY BOY #MY BOY IS LITERALLY TRYING TO SHIELD HIMSELF FROM ANY MORE PAIN-

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She's just so prettyyyyyyy

Anyway, enjoy some icons

(They're free to use, just give credits, please)

#Frozen #Frozen 2 #Elsa #Icons #Elsa icons

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Hiya! Have chapter one of my Found family Kismet fanfic!

This takes place after the escape, to clear things up

Enjoy!

That boy is odd

Branch trekked through the forest, searching for more food in case he had to stay in his semi-bunker for the rest of the week. He didn't mind his new life, as long as it kept him safe. He would wake up, search for food and water, collect wood, then go back to complete building his hideout Bergen-proof, survival bunker. Though he would mostly fall asleep on the incomplete pile of dirt

Not his usual smile painting his face, but a dark, emotionless expression plastered on the gray skin.

His face, once lively and animated, now pale and sweat-drenched from working day and night. His entire body, for that matter, was getting thin and weak from the lack of proper nourishment, and the gray look wasn't helping cover it up.

He stumbled upon another stick. Thin, he thought. But he didn't have a choice. Winter was at the doors, and he still needed to find more provisions and secure his shelter if he wanted to survive. He picked it up and placed it in his lap with the others.

He was doing great in surviving so far. Everything was good.

He was fine.

He totally loved himself.

Himself.

He stopped in his tracks, repeating the word. The one who pushed his brothers away.

And the same one who made his grandma meet her fate, leaving him grieving for the life cut short. It was his fault. He ruined everything.

He hated himself. Every part of it.

But he couldn't dwell on the past now. He wasn't allowed to. He had to survive and build his bunker, he had to wait for his brothers– they could be dead, too.

Why hasn't he thought of that?

Chills ran down his spines at the thought, hands unconsciously reaching out to hug himself. The wood was still in his grip, scratching at his skin as the tips of his fingers marked on his arms, but he didn't seem to notice. Crimson red mixed with the colorless sweat as the wood dug its way deeper into his body, doing so little to numb the pain haunting him since that day.

Or even snap him out of his trance-like state.

He longed for someone to sing him to sleep, any sweet melody to softly rock him as he sat in his bed.

But even he cringed at his own voice.

It cracked and hoarsened even when he was simply talking, no longer the angelic one his grandma used to say he had.

He sobbed. It racked his entire being, and his eyes were wide with terror. He wanted to go home, to hide under the makeshift, temporary shelter. So why couldn't he move?

"Are you okay?"

Branch blinked, frantically checking his face. It was dry. He wasn't crying, not yet, and that's when he noticed the blood trickling down his arms.

"Do you need to go to the doctor?"

Branch shook his head, looking up to see the source of the voice. A total contrast of him.

There stood a troll, the usual smile that painted his kind's face filled with concern as he looked at the boy in front of him. He was blue, glittering. He was one of those glitter trolls, Branch figured. They always hurt his eyes when he looked at them. The dull troll eyed the other for a few seconds, a bit mesmerized by the colorful aura he emitted. He was once like that.

"I'm fine," he finally answered.

"You're bleeding," the blue troll insisted, ignoring the orange one pulling at his sleeve.

"I'm fine, thanks," Branch repeated and turned away to leave, the whispers he assumed were about him fading into the background as he disappeared through the forest.

The glitter troll frowned, offering a small goodbye wave before looking at the younger. "Trickee, what's wrong with you?! He probably felt offended!"

"Hype, they say it's contagious!" another yellow, glitter like his friend, troll chimed.

"You really think being gray is contagious, Boom?"

Trickee crossed his arms confidently. "Enlighten us, Mr. Ablaze."

Hype sighed. "It happens when a troll loses the happiness inside of him. It's not contagious, dummies."

"So he's, like, emo?"

Ablaze rolled his eyes, not bothering to hide his smile. "Yes, 'Rick, he's emo."

"Cool-"

"Actually, that means he went through a lot." Hype's gaze shifted to the direction where the mysterious troll had faded, an unsettling sensation rising in his chest. The image of the troll's terrified face kept repeating itself inside his head. "That's not right…"

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Hype sat at his desk, cheek pressed against one hand and the other sitting in front of him, drawing random shapes onto the lyrics he was working on. He's heard about that troll before, how he has, in the span of twenty four hours, transformed to the dull, gray troll everyone was now familiar with. But he never thought he would actually interact with him, or semi-interact. It was mostly him talking.

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms and staring into the ceiling.

Rumors.

Rumors spread like dandelions in a windy field about that troll.

Sad, some people said. Crazy, others assumed. Bad luck, also on the list. And you can never tell for sure. Huge, scary titles were given to such a small, fragile creature. Yet it seemed no one had enough courage to state any of them. Gray, was the color Trolls feared the most, after Bergens. It was never a good sign for a troll to turn gray. Even worse when the troll in mention was a child, expected to shine with colors like no other.

But he didn't. He was dull, devoid of any signs of happiness, and, to logically justify it, the tribe had laid hands on the 'contagious' theory, their carefree minds refusing to believe that the world wasn't all cupcakes and rainbows - as he heard him say under his breath before he left.

A knock was what dragged Hype out of his head, and the person didn't even wait for a 'come in' before barging in the room.

"Dinner's ready." The blue troll turned to see the second in command leaning against the doorway, arms crossed and a small smile on his face.

"Yeah, thanks, 'Blaze," he mumbled, forcing a smile in return. The other's faded.

"What's on your mind?"

"Is it that obvious?"

His brother nodded. "At least to me, brother."

A sigh. "You don't think he's contagious, do you…?"

"Well, he is young… younger than Boom and Trickee, even." Ablaze paused. "It's just weird, I guess."

Hype looked deep in thought. "What if he went through a tough time? Lost his family, maybe?"

"We all lost our families, Hype," his brother said. It came out darker than he had anticipated. "Maybe he just didn't deal well with it."

"Maybe…"

#Trolls #Branch #Hype #Ablaze #Boom #Trickee #Kismet #Found family Kismet fic #Trolls fanfiction