#the indigo children (the band)

[designer-tragedy]

ENDGAMES RELEASES NEW EP ENTITLED "THE ETHER"

#indigo children #endgamesbeats #endgames #youtube #emo bands #emo art #emo revival #emoblr

[alpaca-clouds]

The Haitian Revolution

Yeah, okay. I guess to properly do the history thing, I also have to talk about the Haitian Revolution, don't I? Given that it is so important for the backstory of both Annette and Edouard.

Why didn't I do that so far? Because the Haitian Revolution is super hard to talk about because of the sources. A bit issue is that for a good part of it we only have French sources, that are not always the most... neutral. Because a lot of the rebelling slaves had never learned to write. As such, we actually do not know a lot about the side of the rebels until some Free Blacks started to take their side and lead the rebellion.

But I know a bit.

So, let me explain what I know.

Haiti (St. Domingue specifically, the French side of the island) was build exclusively on slave work. There were plantation there for indigo, sugar and coffee for the most part. And those plantation were very important for the French economy. And of course it was slaves working those plantations.

On the island there was a three class system (though if we are honest, it was a four class system).

Whites, who were free people and citizens of France. (Though in truth there was a difference between the plantation owning whites and those whites, who were not of the owning class.)

Free Black people. What differed in Haiti from the US for example is that it happened quite often that children of rape (white owners on Black slaves) would be freed and even adopted as children. While not considered citizens, they could own things, including their own plantations. (Yes, there were quite a few of these that owned slaves.)

Slaves, who outnumbered all other people on the island somewhere between seven to one and ten to one.

Now, most slaves did not survive the first three years after getting to the island. Many died in fact in their first year, because the working conditions were so harsh, they often did not receive food, were severely punished (through it receiving infections and such), and of course there was just the general issue of sicknesses.

There were people rebelling a long while and from what we know (again, there is so little in terms of sources) there were some escaped slaves living in the mountains and at times using guirella tactics. But there was not quite the move for a widespread rebellion starting...

That was until the French Revolution started. Once more the gentle reminder: The French Revolution took a long while to brew and originally was not a violent revolution, it only became violent in response to the violent oppression of it. Now, the people on St. Domingue were instructed not to talk about the Revolution, because some folks rightly assumed that it might give people ideas. Especially as among the Revolutionaries there was a big discussion about the abolition of slavery.

But in the end... Well, it did not work out and the freed slaves banded together for a proper uprising in 1791.

It is this uprising that we see in Nocturne. I have seen some people being very shocked in the human on human violence we see there, because folks are really whimpy when it comes to that. So, a little explanation: Originally (in the 1791) uprising the slave uprising was once again not very violent. Almost everyone who got killed was connected to immense abuses of slaves. The rebels tried to spare everyone who treated their slaves kindly. As such within that first uprising only 400 whites got killed, compared to 4000 Black people, as the French were much better armed.

Still, the rebels managed to capture part of the island.

It should be noted: This is probably around the time when Annette and Edouard left. They captured some plantation, and freed quite a few more slaves.

There would follow quite a bit of back and forth then. Especially between Haiti and the French Republic. And I would not be surprised if we were to see that in the coming season(s).

Mostly, because the Revolitionaries went back and forth between whether Free Black people could be citizens who got to vote or not. Making the Free Blacks, who originally were against the revolution, more and more take the side of the rebels.

And yes, it would get more and more violent. Because France and then later Britain, too (who did not agree with France on many things - but on saving slavery) threw thousands upon thousand of soldiers in fighting down the revolution with extreme violence, leading the Haitian Revolutionaries to answer this violence with their own violence.

But for the love of God, do not go there and be like: "Ugh, violence. Violence bad." Like, fuck that. I said that about Isaac before as well: Slaves freeing themselves have the right to use whatever violence necessary for that.

#castlevania #castlevania netflix #castlevania nocturne #haiti revolution #haiti #colonial history #slavery #castlevania annette #castlevania edouard

[beejunos]

SINNERMAN | Alastor x f.reader | part 3.

Summary: After Sir Pentious’s failed attempt at spying on the hotel, the Vees approach you to make a new deal—a deal that you can’t refuse. Help them take down Alastor, and you will get to kill him again. After all, the great butcher of New Orleans had killed your brother, so it was only fair that you had killed him in return. And you would love to do it again.

Tags: Alastor x f!reader, slow burn, obsessive behaviour, enemies to lovers, spying, murder

PART 1. | PART 2. | AO3

Chapter 3. Brother, oh, brother

August 21st, 1927. New Orleans. 

The day had been unusually cold for New Orleans in August, but the radio station quickly turned warm as its employees and their families congregated in its halls to celebrate the station's explosive expansion. The clock had just turned ten o'clock at night, and laughter could be heard blending effortlessly with the music from the live band. 

The radio station's celebration occurred in its most splendid room, an old salon converted into a restaurant and lunch room. From the ceiling hung beautiful crystal chandeliers that cast a wonderfully warm glow over the crowd of people mingling all around. The walls were painted in a deep, rich indigo that made the room feel more luxurious and intimate, with dark stained wooden accents and an oak floor. On the ceilings could a faint trace of paint still be seen from a time the ceiling had been painted, but there was no possibility of interpreting what the images were anymore.

You admired the incredible art that hung on the walls as you zigzagged through the people to get to where you thought you had seen your brother. You quickly apologised to anyone you bumped into as you squeezed between groups to avoid disturbing them. Mindful of the cream-coloured dress you had bought with your own money after working long hours as a secretary at the police station, you pressed it close to your body so it never snagged on anything or anyone else. It was the closest thing you would ever come to being considered a flapper. Something you longed for desperately. To be as free as them.

However, that would never be in the cards for you. Born from one of the wealthiest families in New Orleans, it was a miracle that your mother and father had let you work at the police station at all. Like any good daughter, you loved your parents deeply, but sometimes you wished they would loosen their leach on you. 

Thankfully, you had your brother, who could get away with anything. As the eldest son, your parents expected him to one day take over the family business, but in the meantime, they let him do whatever he wanted. This led him to now work at the radio station as one of their hosts, but it was only temporary if your father would have a say. 

Your brother, Joshua, had always been a wild child. Full of energy and a lust for life that you had never seen in anyone else, and as children, he had always had the nasty habit, according to your mother, of dragging you off into his various adventures. All of these minor adventures constantly ended with both of you coming home with dirt and grass stains all over your white clothes. 

These small adventures never really ended, and even now, when both of you were adults, he would often help you escape your parents and their restrictive ways. Joshua frequently talked bout how when he was the head of the family business, he would buy you a one-way ticket to New York just so one of you could be free. But, in the meantime, he would invite you to various events that he and his friends would hold. This time, he had invited you to the event at the radio station. 

You continued to squeeze past a larger group where one of the older men laughed rather loudly at one of his jokes before you saw your brother. You called out his name as he started to walk in the other direction. Hearing his name, Joshua quickly spun around and met your gaze with the same boyish smile you had grown up with.

"There she is!" he called and held out his hand to pull you into the group he was talking to. "Everyone, I want you all to meet my little sister." 

They all greeted you by saying their own names, and you really tried to remember every single one of them. However, after a long evening of new faces, names, and job titles, it became pretty difficult to remember who was who. 

"Where's Alastor? Shouldn't he be here by now?" asked a woman with short red hair as she lit a cigarette. Her emerald green dress sparkled like green stars in the evening light, and you felt a tiny bit jealous since your parents would never allow you to wear anything that beautiful. You had to think of the good family name and reputation, as they would have said.

"Oh, I saw him just a few minutes ago," Joshua answered unhelpfully as he started to look around the crowd. However, he was a short man and could not see that far over the crowd. 

"He's dancing, as always," chuckled one of the men beside the redhead as he took her cigarette and used it himself. They looked so lovingly at each other that you had to turn away, for it felt like you were invading their tender moment. 

"Ah, there he is. Hey, Alastor! Over here!" shouted Joshua beside you and threw his arm in the air. Waving someone over to your group. Forward stepped maybe the most beautiful man you had ever seen. The description 'Tall, dark and handsome' felt like it was made specifically for him. 

Alastor towered over the group but wasn't as lanky as most men his height could be. His broad shoulders and chest balanced him out significantly, creating a statuesque figure that made you think of the marble sculptures of gods and heroes from the old masters. He dragged his hand through his dark brown hair, which was tussled from all the dancing, and you silently wished that it was your hands dragging through his hair just so you could see if it felt as silky as it looked. 

He was dressed in a beautiful maroon-striped suit that wonderfully complemented his warm brown skin, and a small treacherous part of your mind wondered what colour his skin would take if you dragged your nails over his back or chest. 

As he got close enough to join the group, you finally saw his eye colour behind his round glasses. A rich brown that you knew would turn almost golden in the sunlight. The kind of brown eyes that the poets wrote about. A lover's gaze so sweet that it could heal any broken heart. Brown eyes as sweet as honey, brown eyes like a fire-lit light, brown eyes as rich as the depth of earth. He was mysterious, intoxicating, and your heart nearly skipped a beat when he looked down at you with his brilliant smile. 

"And who might this charming belle be? I don't think we've met before." 

You thought you were going to die the moment Alastor took your hand and placed a featherlight kiss on your knuckles as butterflies erupted in your stomach. Your name felt almost foreign on your lips, but oh so right, leaving his.

Behind you, you could hear your brother snort loudly before he playfully hit Alastors shoulder.

"Settle down; that's my little sister you're flirting with." That statement only made Alastor chuckle before he let go of your hand, and you instantly missed his warmth. 

"Alastor? I don't think I've heard your name on the radio. Are you a host or perhaps an audio engineer?" you asked, desperate to continue to talk to the man. 

Alastors smile only grew as he looked down at you. From the inside pocket of his suit, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"I'm a host, my dear. I host the show after Joshuas," he said as he lit his cigarette and put it to his plush lips. You had to implore a tremendous amount of self-control not to openly stare at his lips and his long fingers as he held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers.

Even his hands are perfection, you thought in despair.

"The Evening Hour? Oh, I've heard about it! You play by far the best jazz in all of New Orleans." 

The smile Alastor gave you felt the most genuine he had made all evening. It made you wonder how often he had to smile to hide his true feelings. 

The rest of the evening went by in a haze as you continued to talk to Alastor, and it peaked when he asked you to accompany him to a dance. The lights felt brighter, the music forever tied to the memory of Alastor's hand between your shoulder blades. It was a moment in time when you forgot who you were and what life you were expected to live. 

For a moment, you were only a girl in the arms of a boy when an infatuation took root in your heart. But all nights end, even the ones that feel like dreams, and soon you were forced to say goodbye to the man with the bewitching smile and beautiful eyes as you and your brother prepared to go home. 

The road home was dark and cold as you walked through street after street. It felt lonelier than you expected, for Joshua did not say a single word to you. You hugged your too-thin summer coat around you as you and your brother took the backdoor through the kitchen to your home.

The room was dark and empty, just as both of you had suspected, and the only things you could see were the contours of objects in the light of the moon. Both you and Joshua quickly took off your shoes before you prepared yourselves to tip-toe through the big house. 

You were halfway through the kitchen when you heard Joshua whisper your name in the dark. You turned to look at your brother, who was still standing by the door.

"Don't ever talk to Alastor again."

"What? Why?" you asked, shocked because Joshua had never demanded anything of you before, but there was a coldness to his voice that you did not like. He had an odd look on his face that you had never really seen before, and it made you hesitate, for it matched the look your father usually had before taking his anger out on others.

With a forceful tone in his voice, your brother turned to you and said, "Just stay away from him. I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's something about him that makes me feel uneasy." It wasn’t a plea; it was a demand and the type of demand that left no room for negotiations.

He gave you a quick glance before hastily making his exit from the kitchen, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Joshua never invited you to the radio station after the celebrations, so you had no real reason to go over there and talk to Alastor. Days turned into weeks, and slowly, you had to accept that your one night with the man would only be that one magical night.

You had, however, no idea that your life would come crashing down on you. 

November the 3d, 1927

It has been two long weeks since Joshua went missing, and your mother was beyond distraught. She has secluded herself in her bedroom, allowing only food and drink to be brought in and refusing to speak to anyone else but you. The only words she utters were those of cold certainty - she knows Joshua is dead. But you and your father adamantly refuse to believe her words. 

Your father, who has always been a reserved and complicated man, had begun working longer and longer hours, dreading the thought of coming home to what remains of his family. Meanwhile, you were doing your best to keep the family functioning, but the constant worry and sleepless nights were taking their toll. 

You tried to hold onto hope that Joshua had just run away, finally fed up with your father's controlling behaviour. But deep down, you know that Joshua would never have left you behind. 

He had made you an important promise—to get you out of this town and as far away from your parents as possible. You clung to this promise even as the days dragged on with no news of Joshua's whereabouts. The uncertainty and fear were nearly unbearable, but you refused to give up hope.

November the 7th, 1927

The police came knocking on your family's door in the evening. You had taken the day off from work to care for your mother when one of the policemen you knew from the office asked to talk to your father. 

"He isn't home right now," you answered hesitantly. Your father hadn't been home in a few days, and you had no idea when he would come home again. You would call his office every evening to ensure he was all right, but from your short phone calls with your father, you could tell he was not doing well. 

"Do you know when he will be back?" the officer asked, giving you a look you knew all too well. You saw it all the time in the police station. It was the same sympathetic look newer officers would give families when they had only bad news to deliver.

Pushing your shoulders back, you took a deep breath and asked the question that you did not want the answer to.

"You've found Joshua's body, haven't you?"

 The officer heaved a sigh as he looked at you with heavy eyes. A bird could be heard singing its sorrowful song somewhere in the distance as you waited for your colleague's answer. 

"A part of Joshua's body was found about five miles outside of the city. Some hunters in the area found him." 

"A part?" you asked, shocked. "But if it was a body part you've found, how can you be sure it's Joshua's?" 

Your voice rose in pitch with every word you uttered. If only the police had found all of him. If only Joshua had run away and never returned. 

"His head. We have found his head." 

Ice-cold fear pierced your heart as a piece of your soul died right there, in the hallway of your family home on a Monday evening. Your father refusing to come home, a mother who would never be the same, and all you wished was that you were in New York. Far away from everything. 

"I'm sorry to inform you and your family, but your brother was killed by The Butcher."

The butcher, a serial killer who had hunted New Orleans for the past year. Always so far away, jet so near, and now he had spilt his filth all over your family. Destroyed and mutilated your lives. A demon among men. 

A demon whose shadow now towered over you, laughing at your weak soul. Laughing at your misery and sorrow. 

A monster and everyone knew that monsters were to be hunted like the animals they were.

You would see the end of the butcher if you so died trying.

A little flashback. Oh, how the wide-eyed wonder died fast.

Taglist: @martinys-world @tremendoushearttaco @fairyv-ice @azmosposts @nyx91

#alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor x you #x reader #alastor the radio demon #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel alastor x reader #hazbin alastor x reader #hazbin alastor x you #sinnerman alastor fic

[nakunatta-fujihana]

Yuu Fujisaki ─ An Abridged Biography

─BASIC

FULL NAME: Yuu Fujisaki (藤咲、夕)

BIRTHDAY: January 28th (Aquarius)

AGE: 18 (By the start of Twst)

HEIGHT: 173 cm

DOMINANT HAND: Ambidextrous

HOMELAND: Tokyo, Japan

GRADE/CLASS: Freshman/Class A (No. 8)

CLUB: Gourmet Club/Light Music Club (Unnoficial)

BEST SUBJECT: History of Magic

HOBBIES: Writing

PET-PEEVES: Responsibility

FAVORITE FOOD: Anything sweet

LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Nattou

TALENT: Song-writing

─FAMILY

Hiroshi Fujisaki (藤咲、寛) (Paternal Great Uncle/Deceased)

Nagisa Fujisaki (藤咲、凪咲) ( Paternal Grandfather)

Aya Fujisaki (藤咲、あや) (Paternal Grandmother)

Ataru Fujisaki （藤咲、陽） (Father)

Kanna Fujisaki（藤咲、環花）(Mother)

Kotonoha Fujisaki (藤咲、言葉) (Older sister-6 years apart)

Izumi Fujisaki (藤咲、いずみ) (Future brother-in-law)

Nagihko Fujisaki (藤咲、凪彦) (Paternal cousin-3 years apart)

Kamui Fujisaki (Paternal Uncle) （藤咲、奏紫）

─EXTRA

GENDER | PRONOUNS: Cis Male | He/Him

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homosexual

HAIR COLOR: Indigo

HAIR TEXTURE: 2A

EYE COLOR: Mauve

SPECIES: Human

RACE: East Asian

REALM OF ORIGIN: Earth

NATIONALITY: Japanese

AURA: Purple/Blue

SIGNATURE SCENT: Eucalyptus and Lavender

FAVORITE FLOWER: Orange Blossoms

MBTI: INFJ

FASHION SENSE: Japanese Mode/Casual Punk

NICKNAMES: 

Shrimpy

Wiz kid

Yuu-yuu

Fujisaki Shintarō IV (Stagename)

OCCUPATIONS:

Clinical Psychology Student

Onnagata

Musician

Ramshackle Dorm Prefect

CONDITIONS:

Chronic Bad Luck: No matter how hard Yuu tries to stay out of trouble, he seems to always encounter something to ruin his day. At this point, he is used to his life being the embodiment of Murphy’s Law.

Aphantasia: Yuu has a rare disorder in which he cannot picture things inside his mind. The only exception to this are the dreams he has during his stay at Twisted Wonderland. This makes him completely useless with drawing, painting or any visual art endeavor.

Dust Mite Allergy: Yuu is severely allergic to dust, if exposed to too much of it he can even end up bedridden or trigger an asthma attack.

Nicotine Addiction: Yuu sometimes smokes as a way to relieve stress, and though he does not do it often, he is still in need of at least a cig a week.

ABILITIES:

Renaissance Man: Yuu is naturally gifted. Even though he could’ve skipped multiple grades and entered university at a rather young age, Yuu’s parents opted to only let him skip one grade so he would learn to socialize with children his age. This often led to him skipping class and playing hooky out of sheer boredom.

Musical Experience: After being coerced into his crush’s Light Music Club in High School, Yuu has gained a liking to music─ Yuu is now very proficient in both bass, guitar and singing.

Spirit sight and communication: due to a near-death experience, Yuu has been granted the ability to see and interact with spirits.

Kabuki Training: Yuu was raised to succeed his grandfather as the heir of their Kabuki Troupe and school from a very young age. Due to this fact, he is classically trained in acting, Nihon Buyo, flower arrangement, calligraphy and Shamisen.

─TRIVIA

Yuu’s voice claim is based on vibes and vibes only. He is a mix in between SymaG, Kanseru, Araki and Megatara Zero

Yuu’s favorite artists are Gorillaz, The Oral Cigarettes, Kenshi Yonezu and 9mm Parabellum Bullet.

Yuu is a clean freak, he cannot concentrate if the space he inhabits is dirty or not in order.

On earth, Yuu is part of a relatively popular indie rock band named Schrödinger, he uses a mask and an alias to keep his identity hidden from fans.

Yuu’s favorite anime and manga series is Mob Psycho 100 and Chainsaw Man.

Yuu is a practicing shintoist and extremely supersticious.

─STATS

STRENGTH: ★★☆☆☆

STAMINA: ★★★☆☆

DEFENSE: ★★★★☆

DEXTERITY: ★★★★★

INTELLIGENCE: ★★★★★ +2

WISDOM: ★★★★☆

MAGIC: N/A

VITALITY: ★☆☆☆☆

STEALTH: ★★★☆☆

LUCK: ☆☆☆☆☆

ACCURACY: ★★★★★

SPEED: ★★☆☆☆

#biography #twisted wonderland #twst #twst yuu #twst oc #rp blog

[kittyball23]

Mojo (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: Branch, JD, and Spruce put on their first BroZone show in decades for the Vacay Islanders, but do they still have their old band mojo left?

A/N: A follow-up I’ve been wanting to make for the oneshot “Nieces and Nephews” with ideas from @webslingerofthegalaxy and troll_broppy_fan on Wattpad :D

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Word spread quickly on Vacay Island. And it really came as no surprise, with the manner that Spruce’s children had ensured of it.

None of the little kiddos could keep their excitement on the down low, not when their father was about to put on what was certain to be a totally incredible performance, alongside two uncles that they’d never even known existed! It was with some skepticism that they had to take the news of these ‘John Dory’ and ‘Branch’ characters being their father’s brothers, but if they were just as awesome as he was, there would be no problem getting along!

Excited residents flocked their way over to the island’s well known Tiki Lounge, a sizeable hut with just as much topical flair as the rest of the isle. Decor of seashells and coral accented every corner, its roof made of straw and its walls lined with threaded coconut fiber. To top it off, the island’s lazy river cut through it in a winding, serpentine path. Islanders floated atop on colorful floats, some settling themselves upon any open space among the spacious dunes, and others still content with bobbing in the calm waters that led out to the beach. Excitable murmuring started up, curious and anticipatory. Spruce was no stranger to them, but learning that a couple of newcomers who'd arrived and claimed to have been in a band with him told them that there was still quite a bit to learn about Vacay Island’s most chill resident. All of them had taken the news in stride, though… Well, except for Spruce’s wife.

There was still a pang of disappointment written clear across her face as she'd tried to figure out why it was that her husband hadn't told her everything about his past. But seeing their kids so hyped allowed her to put aside those conflicted feelings for the next few minutes as she would let herself see what this performance was all about.

Somehow, she’d managed to wrangle their brood over to the closest open space near the front of the stage. But that didn’t mean that they were not calm.

“When is Daddy going to come onstage?” one of her daughters asked, peering up at her with indigo eyes that strongly resembled her father’s.

“Any minute now, you just have to be patient, okay?” the gentle reply came.

The little girl pouted. Waiting was exactly what she couldn’t do!

And Poppy, who had been just a couple short paces away, couldn’t blame the little one.

This was WAAAAYY too exciting to be able to wait even one more second for! BroZone would be putting on their first show in decades, and this lovely audience would be in for the treat of their lives once her boyfriend and his brothers took to the stage. Poppy had to take a deep breath, but still grinned broadly, sifting through her deep pink hair urgently in hopes of finding a camera. A “YES!” came out of her when her fingers landed on the rectangular orange object and pulled it out. It was in pristine condition, and still had plenty of film left inside of it. That was a good thing, too. Poppy knew that she would be snapping a LOT of pics during the show. Eagerly, she held it in her hands, thrumming and buzzing with anticipation.

Not as eager as her, or the children, or any of the Vacay Islanders for that matter, were the performers themselves. John Dory, Spruce, and Branch each had their own set of worries plaguing them in the couple minutes that they had before they made their bound upon the stage.

JD swallowed. He had gone solo since his split from BroZone and only sang for Rhonda (who always trilled in appreciation). Performing with his brothers again was a pretty cool thing, but would they still have their old mojo?

Spruce’s brows furrowed. He wasn’t the same Spruce he was back then, keeping up with his physique and ensuring he was always in shape for whatever big performance he and his brothers were going to do. He wouldn't change a thing about himself and how he was now, but was he really out of practice when it came to singing and dancing?

And Branch… he felt the most wary. The last time he and his brothers performed, well… He grimaced. It’d been traumatizing for him the results afterwards.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed on the stage, cuing the audience to hush with a chorus of “Shhh”s ringing out. Branch saw this enough times when he was a baby to know what time it was.

John Dory turned to his brothers. “You guys ready?” he asked with a gleam in his eye. Spruce shrugged. Branch mumbled a “guess so.” And JD pouted for a brief second. BroZone’s leader had hoped to get a much more peppy response. Had this been taking place when they were young, Spruce would’ve flexed a muscle and Branch would’ve gotten his white shades on, both smiling a smile that would’ve told him that they were MORE than ready. The response he got was a little mediocre this time around, but he tried not to let it bother him. You could never judge a performance before you even went out and performed!

“Right,” he said, straightening out his goggles. “Let’s do this!” Before Branch knew it, JD had grabbed his arm in one hand, and Spruce’s in the other, and darted out onstage with them in tow. An eruption of cheering met them, and Branch felt a little of his uncertainty go away. Well, at least it’s a good crowd, he thought. They seemed like they were eager for anything, even if it wasn’t completely flawless. Or maybe that’s just the vibe he was getting from his girlfriend. The way Poppy’s face absolutely lit up when he came out with John Dory and Spruce made him beam, telling him that she was just about ready to burst at the seams.

And that’s when it hit him - this performance was for HER. Or at least, for Branch it was. Sure, it was also for Spruce’s kids, and for the other Vacay Islanders, but she was the one who he wanted to make sure he did his best for.

And she’s the one I want…

HIs brothers hadn’t exactly discussed who would lead the vocals for their song, but it seemed like that issue had been quickly resolved when Branch stepped up, opened his mouth, and smoothly serenaded.

“You’re all I ever wanted,

You’re all I ever needed,

So tell me what to do now, when I want you back!”

The music kicked up at that, riling the islanders. A steady sort of clapping beat, separated at a few second’s intervals that started up among them, added onto the rhythm. Poppy would’ve joined too, but her jaw dropped in that instant, her hands freezing upon the camera. BroZone, even if it was just the three of them and not their usual quintet, was far more phenomenal than she could’ve ever dreamed! The trio danced onstage, swinging their arms and stepping in time their legs, all together, the verses sounding as though they'd been rehearsed a dozen times beforehand. But Poppy knew the truth. They had done absolutely nothing to prepare beforehand - and yet, they performed so amazingly!

Branch was singing his heart out, getting more and more into the groove the longer he went on. He felt like a force had overtaken him, one that was making him bold, confident, and a hint of playful. His vision was solely set on the pink Pop Queen, and every wink, charmful grin, eyebrow waggle and even kiss blown was on her receiving end.

And Poppy received like she was starved, nearly drooling with the way this Troll was affecting her so. She was as charged up as a lightning bolt and Branch, like an outlet, was the source that fueled that current. He raised his voice, stronger and louder, stepping it up twice as much and belting out the lyrics with fervor.

“You’re all I ever wanted! You’re all I ever needed, yeahahh…”

His brothers mirrored him perfectly, their backup vocals synchronized and right on point, keeping up with his until, suddenly, something astounding began to happen. He felt a very powerful connection with John Dory and Spruce, and when he managed to look around himself during the song, he saw something quite incredible. It was as though the colors and entire scenery around them had changed into something that was twice as brilliant. Visions of red, and purple, and green floated around him in a mystical way, and he felt elevated, like he was busting his moves atop a large sand bucket or something of the like. Was this what the Family Harmony felt like? If it did, Branch definitely liked it!

Poppy nearly hyperventilated with excitement. “OH! I can’t believe this is really happening!!” she squealed, raising her camera and taking those much-needed pictures that she had desired, getting every possible angle and trying not to faint from the sheer thrill while doing so.

Then, in a grand finale, the boys wrapped up, finishing off their last verse with gusto.

"So tell me what to do now, when I want.... you... BACK!"

John Dory, Spruce, and Branch all jumped together and struck a pose, their arms out and and their heads up, the energy of the moment so high that they could hardly keep the smiles off their faces.

And neither could the audience!

A huge round of applause met them, cheers and whistles and clapping filling the air. The usual "You were amazing!" and "great job!"s were shouted, along with several requests for an encore, namely from Spruce’s children.

“That was so good, Daddy!”

“I loved that song!!”

“Do it again! Again!”

But are they up for one?

Once glance over at John Dory and Spruce, and Branch could tell that the answer was definitely a great big YES!

But...

If they were going to perform again, Branch would make a small addition to their show...

Walking up to the edge of the stage, he extended his hand out to his overexcited girlfriend, who'd been screaming her head off in jubilation.

Poppy had to blink to make sure she was seeing correctly and reading the gesture right. Branch had a very welcoming look on his face, and he cocked his head over in the direction of the stage, almost like he was saying "Come on!"

She gasped, pointing to herself. "M-me?"

Branch nodded his head once and grinned a little wider.

"Totally!" John Dory agreed.

"Show us what you got, girl," Spruce added encouragingly.

Poppy gave a disbelieving little laugh and then squeaked in delight, placing her hand in Branch's and letting herself get hauled onto the stage. Now she really couldn't believe this was actually happening!

The music kicked in again, and Poppy, who was very familiar with BroZone’s dance moves (having practiced it plenty of times in her tween years), began to bop and groove right along with them as they slid to one side, hips shaking and and feet stomping along to the beat. And when Poppy sang with them, she sang the words right to Branch, her gaze locked to his.

"You're all I ever wanted,

You're all I ever needed...!"

He shimmied alongside her, and she twirled around him, the two improvising the dance with ease with every lift, slide, and twist. It wasn't long before they reached the last verse again, to which the quartet concluded in a harmonious melody.

“So tell me what to do now, that I want… you… BACK!”

Vacay Islanders burst into applause once again, loving every second of it.

It was an amazing sound to hear, and John Dory pumped his fist in the air. "We STILL got it!" he whooped, realizing that their mojo was still as good as ever!

"You got that right!" Spruce agreed, sidling up to his older brother and giving him a high five.

Poppy batted her lashes at Branch in the meantime, feeling enamored. "So, looks like your band days aren't behind you," she purred. Then, in a flirtatious manner, she growled at him, nudging him playfully.

Branch blushed, suddenly feeling very bashful. He’d never heard Poppy say anything remotely  suggestive to him before, and it kind of took him by surprise. But he kind of liked it, too.

"Aw, uh... it's, um, it's nothing, really..." He rubbed his arm and looked down, too shy to look his girlfriend in the eyes.

"Nothing?!" Poppy was shocked. "Of course it's something! Something amazing!" She giggled like a little girl and clung onto his arm. "Do it again, please!"

"Do what?" Branch asked.

"That boyband thing you guys do!" Poppy said. She tried replicating it, by winking and sort of puckering her lips.

Branch grimaced a little. He didn't exactly know what to call it either, but it was a smolder of some sort that every boyband member seemed to know how to do, like it was subconscious knowledge. He didn't have a particular liking to it, since he thought it was very cheesy. But somehow, it didn't sound so cheesy if he was going to do it just for her. So he mimicked her actions, whirling slowly and adding extra spice by dipping her down low and letting her experience the full effect. To Poppy, it looked like there was a halo around her boyfriend, sparkles shimmering behind him in a bokeh effect that had her breath catching in her throat.

"AHHHH!" she screamed happily once she found her voice, grabbing him towards her and nuzzling her nose against his, giggling all the while. “Who’s the most cutie patootie guy in the whole wide world? Hmm? Who? Come on, you know the answer!”

“Poppyyy,” he tried grumbling a little, but found himself laughing along with her for the enthusiasm she showed.

She grabbed his cheeks and squished them up between her hands, looking adoringly into his eyes. "It's you, Branchifer! You, you, you!" Poppy cooed lovingly. She jumped at him for a hug that he gladly twirled her around for, the pair oblivious to the two Trolls who were still onstage with them and peering in a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Uhhh... what exactly is happening?" John Dory asked Spruce in regards to the lovestruck couple, who continued at their playful banter with one another.

The purple-haired Troll nodded with understanding, smirking. "That's the love bug's bite at work, bro," he said, glad to see that their youngest brother seemed to have a nice, healthy relationship on his hands.

"Ohh," JD said, but then cocked his head, "maybe a little too much at work, dont'cha think?"

"What? Nah, it can't ever be too much," Spruce answered surely, but then raised his eyebrow when he couldn't exactly make out the nonsensical blabber that was coming out of Branch's mouth that next second. Poppy seemed to understand perfectly though, which was quite an accomplishment, since Branch sounded almost the way he did when he was still a blurbling baby still learning how to speak!

"Ooookay, I might take that back," Spruce admitted, and he and John Dory burst into laughter. As strange as it may seem to them, it was still cute to see that they were so infatuated with one another.

“We rocked it, Branch! We hit harmonies like that again, and we’ll have Floyd outta that diamond in no time!” John Dory exclaimed once he and Poppy had parted.

Branch looked skeptically at JD, still not quite ready to get on that buddy-buddy level with him. “We did all right,” he admitted.

“Sure did!” Tiny Diamond, who’d been seated in the front row of the stage as well, called up to him with a thumbs up. “I give it the official Tiny Diamond Manly seal of approval!”

“Seriously?” Branch rolled his eyes. When was Tiny ever going to get a reality check that he was only a month old and not a man?

“Ah, quit being a stinker!” Spruce suddenly shouted, and, before Branch could realize what was happening, he suddenly was attacked at his ear with his brother’s finger, causing Branch to let out a yelp of surprise as it twisted in. It was a wet willy - and goodness, how he'd hated those!

"OW! Ugh, stop!" Branch cried, trying to wriggle himself free of the offending digit and only getting laughter in response from Spruce. That got Branch thinking - it seemed like his older brother would need the same reality check Tiny did, only, that he was a man and not a month old!

"Yuck," Branch moaned, once Spruce had deemed that he'd had enough, prompting some snickering from JD, Poppy, and Tiny. 

"So," John Dory said, looking at Spruce hopefully, "you're in, dude?"

The Troll glanced at him. Then he glanced over at his wife. "Well... I think so," he replied, "But just give me a minute first."

Hurriedly, he hopped down off the stage, and was instantly flocked by his children.

“That was great, Daddy!”

“Are you going to sing again?”

“Are the rest of your brothers going to come and sing with you, too??”

“Okay, easy does it now, hold your horses,” he chuckled. “I am gonna find the rest of my brothers - “

He was interrupted by a cheer from his kids.

“But,” he said, putting a hand up, “That means I gotta go away for a little bit.”

A collective “awwww,” of disappointment came in response.

“But Daddy, when will you be back?” one of his daughters asked.

“I’m not sure when, but hopefully soon, okay? And I want you to mind your mother in the meantime,” he answered her, caressing the girl’s cheek.

Spruce turned his attention to his wife next, and was a little nervous. “Babe, look… I’m sorry I didn’t really mention this before. But now, I’ve really gotta do this for my bro. If I don’t then - “

“Shh,” she stopped him, putting a finger to his lips. Instead of anger, there was a genuine smile on her face. “You don’t have to explain,” she said kindly. “I understand. I want you to go. He’s your family, too. Just please promise me you’ll come back safely?”

Spruce smiled back and nodded. “Absolutely.”

Then, in the type of way that you’d only see in some sort of romance movie, Spruce and his wife shared one big, passionate kiss!

“EWWWW!” the kids and Tiny Diamond cried in response.

Not as disgusted were Branch and Poppy, though. They found the relationship quite beautiful… and had to silently wonder to themselves if perhaps they could ever reach that point themselves one day.

“I got plenty of kisses for you, too!” Spruce told the kiddos, hearing them squeal as he yanked them up against him and stole a couple of quick smooches to their cheeks. “Be good for me, got it?”

“Got it!” came the chirpy replies.

Spruce waved one last goodbye to them, his wife, and the Vacay Islanders and then turned to John Dory, Branch, and Poppy.

“Well, what we waitin’ for? Let’s get this show on the road!”

#trolls #'trolls 3 #trolls band together #branch trolls #poppy trolls #john dory #spruce trolls #dreamworks #fanfiction #kittyball writes

[kedreeva]

Have any of the other babies been named yet? Iirc, in the past you’ve gone with similarly themed names for different years? Is that the plan for this year?

I’m trying to think of other bug themed names, and all I can think of is Roach like from the witcher. Or maybe Spider. Which sounds like a character in an 80s biker movie, and honestly the more that I think about it that’s pretty bitchin.

Nope, they haven't been named! I don't usually name birds until after 3 months of age, which is usually around when I know if I'll be holding them back a bit longer/keeping them and also around when there stops being imminent danger of them dropping dead as easily as peachicks do, as they are a bit sturdier physically and immunologically.

They usually get named by who their father was! The older ones' dad is Indigo, they'll get color names that are also stones, so that the male I keep from Indie will have children named for stones. While I call her Bug, her name on paper is Amber (because she's full of bugs, get it :DDDD), and I've got Onyx and Opal.

Orion's kids were all named for space things- Polaris, Helios, Corona, Stella, Callisto, Jupiter, Io, etc. Blu was named for the blue leg band he has as a baby, so his daughter got named by for the dark spot on the (r)ight (s)ide of he neck as a baby (R.S. = Aris) and her siblings were Ellis (L.S/left spot) and Des (D.S./double spot) and HER daughter got a mixed name of space + obvious silly thing (Corona, hatched in 2020). Polaris got his name the same way- space name that includes his mother's name. Polaris' children will also get space names.

#peafowl #peachicks #my pets #asks #anon asks #bug the peahen #aris #aurora #polaris #indie #poppa p #corona #stella #onyx #opal

[ouatnextgen]

Any headcanons for the next gen?

Finally can answer! Sorry this took so long lmao. These are just a bunch of random headcanons

Reblogging for the update that Alice is now Hope's sister.

Roland

He loves baked goods, especially when they’re baked by Regina, and has a strange love of Mountain Dew, which grosses everyone out

He got his first tattoo, the exact same lion tattoo that Robin had, in the exact same place,  when he was twelve, thanks to Little John, and Regina almost fainted when she found out. 

He inherits his father’s arrows, rings, and wardrobe, while his sister gets his bow. Before he died, Robin made Roland his very own bow, and that is the one he uses

His biggest secret is that he doesn't want to lead the Merry Men, like his father before him; he wants to be a baker

Surprisingly squeamish. Doesn’t do well with blood or guts

90% of his Storybrooke wardrobe is flannels

He likes camping, hiking, and just generally being outside

Is a pretty good singer, and knows how to play the acoustic guitar

His favorite season is autumn

His favorite color is red

Alex

They have survived solely on food from Granny’s Diner and coffee since they graduated high school

They actually work at Granny’s Diner, pretty much doing Ruby’s job after she moved to Oz.

In several instances, they had managed to convince many small children that the pink streaks in their hair are 100% natural

Can wield a dagger pretty well, but is a self-proclaimed “runner” and not a fighter

Most of the graffiti around Storybrooke can be attributed to them

Though they’d rather die than admit it, they really like doing so-called “feminine” hobbies like knitting, sewing, and crocheting. They are very proficient at all three

Got a tongue piercing at 12:01 am, the very day that they turned eighteen

They play the bass, and dream of starting a garage band

Their favorite season is summer

Their favorite color is pink

Leo

Really likes spicy foods. Or foods he can dump gallons of hot sauce on. He pretends to be a tea drinker, but really can’t stand the stuff

Secretly loves country music, but knows that his friends would crucify him if they found out

His least favorite subject in school is English, because he feels like he gets interpretations of stories “wrong” somehow. Math is easier because it’s “straightforward”

He’s a guard on the school football team

Somehow, he’s also senior class president and has a 3.89 GPA

Since in this AU, Regina turned down the offer to be queen in favor of Snow, Leo is next in line for the throne (Emma opted out)

Can’t do archery for shit, but is great at fencing

He likes to babysit his brother and other neighborhood kids

His favorite season is spring

His favorite color is indigo

PJ

He’s one of those people who only eats plain noodles with butter, and only drinks water if it’s ice-cold or flavored. Very picky.

He has dyspraxia, which is a disorder similar to dyslexia. It affects his movement and coordination functions (my little brother has this) so he is very prone to stumbling, dropping things, and just general clumsiness.

He’s a night owl. He tends to stay awake until three hours before he has to get up (“Three hours is enough sleep, right?”) which results in a lot of coffee consumption

He’s a member of the school drama club, and has performed in many plays and musicals

He’s really into urban area gardening, where he grows plants and food in tiny boxes around his house

His honorary aunt is Mulan, and she was the one who taught him sword fighting, archery, and helped him figure out that he’s gay

He likes to live in the moment, and do spontaneous things. He’d rather regret doing something than not doing something.

He has Alex sneak him into clubs sometimes, just to do something rebellious for kicks

His favorite season is spring

His favorite color is purple

Robyn

Thanks to Regina’s influence, she loves apple flavored food

She got her glasses in her freshman year of high school. Before that, she just…moved closer to the board to see what was going on (I know in canon she only has her glasses when she’s cursed, but I like the idea of Robyn, the archer, needing glasses full-time, so here we are.)

She inherits Robin’s bow, and carries it around with her like a favorite teddy bear (when Robin comes back to life he teaches her how to make her own bow)

She longs to escape Storybrooke and travel the different realms, like Henry

She loves the outdoors like Roland, but not quite as much.

Her magic is chaotic and wild, like her personality

She’s on the school soccer team, and kicks everyone’s ass

The only jewelry she ever wears is a ring her mother got for her

Her favorite season is summer

Her favorite color is green

Gideon

Has a weakness for seafood, and regularly drinks tea

He’s a math nerd, and is on the school’s mathlete team

Unsurprisingly, he loves to read. Fiction or nonfiction, he doesn’t care. He’ll read five books a day if Belle lets him.

He also likes video games, but is very bad at them

He’s on the autism spectrum

He likes keeping journals, and keeps several personal journals, study journals, and doodle journals

Since his magic is inherently dark, he doesn’t like to use it much. If he does need to use magic, it can trigger memories from his time as the Black Fairy’s puppet to come back in the form of nightmares

He wants to be a therapist when he grows up, and maybe publish a book or two

His favorite season is winter

His favorite color is orange

Alice

She loves to eat things with marmalade, and even just marmalade straight from the jar. And she’s british…so tea is life

She has a mental illness (canon never gave her a proper diagnosis), and takes prescribed medication that helps her symptoms. When she has "bad days," Robyn, Hope, and their parents know how to help her.

She loves the idea of dying or putting streaks in her hair, but she’s slightly worried she’ll regret it later on, so hasn’t tried it yet

She still loves to paint, doodle, draw, and basically anything artsy. 

She loves to play chess with her father, and other, more modern board games with her friends. Her favorites are Candy Land, Battleship, and Monopoly.

She rarely uses her light magic, and only to protect people. Emma trains with her regularly

She will stay awake into the wee hours to go stargazing, and loves astronomy, star mapping, and even the zodiac signs (she’s a proud Aries)

Even though she’s never officially sailed a ship, she knows the inner workings of how to do it so well, she might as well be a sailor

Her favorite season is summer

Her favorite color is teal

Hope

Her favorite food is literally just cheese

She is on the autism spectrum

She has a special interest in swords, which results in a large sword collection, and a bunch of useless sword facts

She also has a special interest in dancing, which results in her now knowing a few books worth of dances, both modern and classical

She’s on the school dance squad (see above)

She likes to go sailing with Killian and Alice

Her favorite piece of jewelry is the swan necklace her parents gave her

Going to the beach calms her down, and she listens to ocean noises to fall asleep

Her favorite season is summer

Her favorite color is navy blue

#ouat next generation #ouat next gen #hope swan jones #gideon gold #robyn hood #robin mills #neal nolan #prince philip ii #alexandra boyd #roland hood #leo nolan #prince phillip ii #alice jones #tilly ouat #alice swan jones

[he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle]

People I Wanna Know Better Tag Meme

Thanks for tagging me @twig-tea!

Last song?

My son started playing this for me on our recent drive back from a funeral, and it totally fit the vibe of driving down a long open highway in the drizzle.

It's Hollywood by the South Korean indie rock band The Black Skirts.

Favorite color?

Persian Indigo. Hex code #32127A

Currently watching?

Watch list of dramas I'm watching weekly, or binging if they've finished airing (in no particular order, *denotes a current favorite):

Last Twilight (GMMTV YouTube)

PitBabe (iqiyi)

Ossan's Love Returns (Gagaoolala)

*Cherry Magic Thailand (Grey)

*The Sign (Idolfactory YouTube)

Night Dream (Youko YouTube)

Cooking Crush (GMMTV YouTube)

Story of Parks Marriage Contract (Viki)

Although I love you, and you? (Gagaoolala)

Welcome to Samdal-ri (Netflix)

*A Shop for Killers (Hulu)

Marry My Husband (Prime)

My Demon (Netflix)

Last movie?

Oh this is hard. I used to take myself on a movie date by myself once a week pre-covid, and fell out of the habit of watching movies entirely during the pandemic. I honestly can't remember the last movie I watched by myself. These days, I only watch movies at a family dinner night with my parents and my adult children. I think Audrey Hepburn's My Fair Lady?

Sweet/Spicy/Savory?

Savory with spice for pizzazz!

Relationship status?

Divorced after 25 years of marriage, enjoying being alone so not really dating. I like that I clean a thing and it stays clean, or I put something down and stays exactly where I left it until I pick it up again! I'm not quite ready to share my space with anyone else.

Current Obsessions

Art by Anastasia Trusova. Like look at this brushwork, the use of the palette knife, the way she plays with color!

Last Thing You Googled

The name of that 90s drama with Oh Bla Di Oh Bla Da as the themesong. I remember a son with Down's Syndrome and a daughter who dated an HIV+ guy too. FYI, it was called Life Goes On and it aired from 89 to 94!

Selfie or another pic you took?

Have a picture of the dinner I made the other night. Doenjang Jiggae, Cucumber Banchan, and Ground Beef Bulgogi!

Tagging @murphyhatesme @tenprems @dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you @pinkwesker @spicyvampire @lurkingshan @absolutebl and anyone else who wants to play!

#tag game #Youtube

[diamondcrownacademy]

DCA Info Part 31: Meet Vidya Nazari 🏝️

Vidya Nazari (ヴィディヤ・ナザリ, Vu~idiya Nazari) is the dorm leader of Magiaoasis. She is the crown princess of the Oasis Kingdom who does charity work to help the commoners of her kingdom.

History

Vidya was born and raised in the Oasis Kingdom and is the daughter of its sultan, Faizan Nazari, making her the princess of the nation.

Vidya sadly never got to have a normal childhood like the other children. Due to her royal status, she knew that she would be at the risk of assassination attempts. At a very young age she had to learn how to defend herself, she did this willingly and her father hasn't noticed. She knows that the guards outside her chambers aren't going to be enough to keep the assassins away.

At some point during her childhood, during a festival held in honor of her birthday, she met Kalim Al-Asim and the two spent the day having fun and the two became friends.

Until she came to DCA, she became more open and sincere to other students.

Personality

Generous to the core, Vidya simply wishes to help both her kingdom and the common folk prosper. She harbors a deep hatred of nobles using their influence to abuse and belittle those lower than them which results in her acting passive aggressive towards the nobles of her kingdom. Vidya can be mischievous and use it to be a bit of a vigilante in helping out her people. She dislikes the fact that her father wants to maintain an image with nobles. But she doesn't trust people who she thinks will bring her father down.

Vidya is stated to have paranoia about the consequences of being royalty and even has nightmares of being assassinated in the middle of the night. In addition to this, she had issues distinguishing if someone wishes to be her friend or if someone is only interested in using her for her status and wealth.

Vidya always wears a facade and rarely gets to convey how she really feels.

Appearance

Vidya is a young woman of average height in her late teens. She has light tan skin, turquoise green almost teal colored eyes and long plum purple hair that reaches down to her below her hips.

2020 School Uniform

Originally Vidya wore a plum gray top with a ruffle bottom and gold detailing underneath a teal blue jacket with floral patterns, navy gem buttons, pale blue ruffle sleeves, and gold bands on the sleeves. She also wears a teal blue overskirt with the same floral patterns as the jacket and is attached to a pale blue belt with a gold flower design in the center and attached to it are a pair of gold waist chains with burgundy circular jewels. Underneath the overskirt, Vidya wears pale blue pants with ruffle hems and there's a gold band on her left knee. For footwear, Vidya wears a pair of grayish purple and gold heeled sandals with indigo gems and a pink flower decoration.

Vidya accessorizes with a gold circlet with rounded arches and teardrop charms, a pink flower hair clip that appears to be attached to a pair of gold swirls, three blue crystal diamonds and hoops attached to gold chains with maroon jewels. Vidya also has a gold collar and necklace with maroon jewels, a pink flower pin where her brooch is and a pair of grayish purple fingerless gloves.

2021 School Uniform

Vidya now sports a teal blue gold trimmed bolero jacket with slightly shorter light blue puff sleeves with gold bands that have indigo gems, the top underneath the jacket has changed to with the neckline featuring gold details and indigo gem buttons. The overskirt now has gold trim and is attached to a gold belt with an indigo circular gem, the belt is also attached to gold waist chains with teardrops on them. The heeled sandals now have teal straps with indigo gems and gold ankle straps with light blue diamond gems.

Vidya's accessories have also been changed the circlet now has a circular indigo jewel, the flower hair clip has the glass diamonds and swirls fused to be on top of the circular gem, the gold collar now has rounded arches, and the necklace now has light blue diamonds.

Dorm Uniform

While in her dorm, Vidya wears a semi off-shoulder top with gold trim and the center part being light blue and the bottom portion being a slightly darker shade with a peacock feather print. The details present on bottom portion of the top carry over to the sleeves. She also wears a pair of light blue pants underneath a blue ombre overskirt with peacock feather print. For footwear, Vidya sports a pair of gold heels with gold ankle bands.

Vidya accessorizes with gold accessories, these include: a circlet with beads and a circular charm with a flower design in the center, a pair of earrings that resemble vines with amber beads on them, a beaded necklace, a belt and a set of three bracelets on each hand. The most prominent accessory shown is the blue transparent sari with gold trim.

School Statistics

Vidya is an 18 year old 3rd year student. She is classified as Student #14 and is in Class 3-E. She is a member of the Gardening Research Club Club and her best subject is Cultural Dance. Her favorite school subject is Griffin Disc because she enjoys the rush she feels when playing the sport. Her least favorite school subject is Ballroom Dance because she thinks ballroom dancing is too standard and no fun unlike cultural dance.

For her idol performances, Vidya has a rather powerful vocal range she uses it to sing songs in their own language no matter how fast the tempo is. Her voice is also fitting for rock songs.

For her choreography, Vidya is very good with cultural dances, able to memorize each step in short time. She is also good with energetic, freestyle dances too.

Relationships

Family

Vidya wishes for the her work to acknowledged by her father. It angers her that he doesn't seem to notice the issues of poverty being ignored.

Confidants

Vidya has a personal retainer who is a tiger beastman named Rajin. He often spars with Vidya but only to learn more sword techniques from her. Vidya chose him to work as her servant when he was being beaten by a noble's guard. He was an orphan with nowhere to go, he swears his life to be her eyes and ears when she isn't around the palace.

Vidya also has a mutual in the form of Alejandro De Oro, the son of a Marqués. He would always go to banquets to see some poor guy's pride get hurt.

Pet

Vidya has a pet albino elephant named Asha. She is still a young elephant but she is timid and has a garden complete with a house and a man-made pool for her. Asha is a rescue elephant, Vidya saved her from being mistreated from a traveling circus. Asha only likes to be around Vidya and won't let anyone get near unless Vidya was around. Vidya made time to be around Asha and would give her pet a bath herself.

Fellow Students

Vidya is known to have a friendly rivalry with fellow student and dorm leader, Evonie. She is also friends with Jinlong.

Night Raven College Students

Kalim met Vidya at a festival in her honor and he was obviously a happy-go-lucky boy and just dragged her everywhere, showing her the fun things he could do and hopes that she might like it too. Vidya is too overwhelmed but tries to be polite. But then she felt her soul ascend when he got her on the magic carpet with him. Out of all the nobles who attended, she kept in touch with Kalim the most because at an early age Vidya appreciates that fact that he didn't treat her like glass, even though being high in the sky with no safety was terrifying. She knows the heavy price of being in the life they lead. Luxury comes with treachery. There are many people who want her out of the picture, the same can be said for Kalim. He only has to eat food made by Jamil due to an attempted food poisoning that sent Jamil into a coma. Vidya did get along with Kalim and at some point envied him since he can still smile despite all the hell he has to go through.

Jamil is a very observant boy and he knows when someone has ulterior motives. But because Vidya was introduced into his and Kalim's lives at a young age, he's learned to trust her. He could see in her body language that she is on high alert when it comes to parties and events while Kalim happily laughs carefree. He soon became friends with Vidya. Since they've become friends at a young age, so probably one exception that he trusts her fully to make sure nothing happens to Kalim. He also appreciates the fact that she can look after herself. Vidya has become the person who would look after Kalim when Jamil is absent or doing other tasks. She's gotten good with using her unique magic to keep Kalim out of trouble.

Romance

Though she plans on ruling by herself, if Vidya were to choose a partner, she needs someone who is smart and someone she can trust around the palace, she knows that many would stab her in the back. So if her partner isn't swayed by the promises of wealth and genuinely wants to be with her, she'll accept them as her significant other.

Powers and Abilities

• Magic: Much like her fellow students, Vidya can use magic.

• Agility: Vidya is said to have good agility to a point where she could dodge knives.

• Swordplay: Vidya is also shown to be a very skilled swordswoman. Her skills come into play during assassination attempts.

• Athletic Prowess: Vidya is said to be very athletic, excelling at Maglift and other sports.

• Weapon Handing: Vidya is said to be skilled at handing weapons.

• Landscaping: Vidya is said to be skilled at Landscaping.

Unique Magic

Vidya's unique magic is called "Golem Guard" (壮大砂岩の花/ゴーレム・ガード, Gōremu Gādo; lit. "Grand Sandstone Blossom"). She is able to summon golems made from sandstone to do as she commands. Mostly they are used to fix gardens and carry donations.

Voice

According to her bio, Vidya would be voiced by Moe Yamazaki, known for her work as a musical performer.

Trivia

• Her birthday is on September 23rd, making her a Libra.

• She is 175 cm tall.

• Her favorite food is Kebabs while her least favorite food is any kind of bitter food. She dislikes being watched and fake sincerity.

• She enjoys growing plants.

• Her preferred Styling Jewel Outfit Styles are Cool and Cultural.

• For her casual attire, Vidya would mostly wear denim jackets and some jeans along with an under shirt or tank top.

• Her favorite colors are green and purple.

• She is dubbed "Little Leopard Seal" (ヒョウアザラシちゃん, Hyouazarashi-chan) by Floyd due to their aggressive nature.

• In her spare time, Vidya enjoys competitive dancing.

• Vidya’s overblot would happen outside the palace due to her father being insistent that she marry someone, writing off her efforts, not realizing that she is trying to prove herself worthy of ruling by herself.

• Vidya would inherit the Oasis Kingdom’s throne that isn’t through marriage.

• Vidya favors desserts that have cinnamon in them.

• Vidya would smell like tropical fruits with a hint of spice.

• Her signature scent would be a mixed scent of spices and flowers from gardening.

• Vidya’s worst fear is losing the people she cared about and not having enough power to prevent it. She is aware in every waking moment that they would be gone if she didn’t keep herself aware.

• Vidya was originally going to be a party girl who has super luxurious parties. But Phoenix decided against it and made her a more responsible royal with wit.

#vidya nazari #DCA info #meet the dorm leaders #diamond crown academy

[kindheart525]

Name: Crystal Princess Flurry Heart  Nicknames: Flurry, Xx_Darkness_xX, Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way Parents: Shining Armor and Crystal Empress Cadence  Siblings: Swift Valor, Indigo Sprint, Veuve en Deuil, Amour Étreinte Future Partner: Luster Dawn Future Children: Solar Sapphos  Personality: No one feels pain as deeply as Flurry Heart does. No one suffers like she does. She is different. She is alone. Flurry is convinced that nobody understands her pain of having her family torn apart, but really she is grossly overreacting over her parents’ amicable divorce. She is extremely selfish and insecure, acting like nobody else’s problems are as bad as hers. She naively thinks that with enough effort, her parents will get back together, but really she is the only one who hasn’t moved on. Her only comforts, in her view, are her girlfriend Luster Dawn and her rock band, but even they are getting sick of this act. They prefer the well-read and emotionally articulate filly they knew to this mare. Cutie Mark: A black snowflake. 

#KindsArt #auraverse #flurry heart #shiningdence #cadarmor #next generation #character bio #my little pony #mlp fim #mlp g4

[beautifulpersonpeach]

https://mobile.twitter.com/Jm_lover101395/status/1629878651956367360

And are they lying ? No. I can understand their feelings. After months of inactiveness of JM, finally they are getting his Contents and the same month members who already released shit ton of Contents is releasing stuffs and going on tours. Now otee7s have an excuse ' we recently spent for hobi, now we want to save for the tour'. Ofcourse everything happens in March, when it was supposed to be his month only with Fandom n company focusing on FACE.

***

Your link.

I don't know how you insecure muthafuckers find me man...

Did you see my blog in the Jimin tag? Is that how y'all know I exist to send me this crap? I remember getting similar asks from Seokjin (and Namjoon) solo stans about The Astronaut released a couple weeks before Indigo, and before that, Sexy Nukim released a couple-ish weeks after Rush Hour, and before that... like come on, don't y'all get tired or I don't know, have any awareness, at all, of who you stan?

Do you have any idea of what release schedules look like for other groups and companies to know how this compares, and much less for groups with members actively enlisting within 12 months?

To be a solo stan, some things are a given in how you think:

You're sensitive to competition among the members themselves;

You're prone to seeing things with a zero-sum game, winner-take-all mentality, again among members in the same band who you think secretly hate your favourite member;

You think your favourite member is perpetually and maliciously handicapped by his company, his bandmates, and his fans;

You think his priorities for his music career are identical to yours;

You spend nearly all your time engaging with people who think like you, but for other members, whether they call themselves ARMY or solo stans. And so most of this is basically anxiety around how your favourite member will potentially be mocked by those people for not achieving the sort of performance targets you discuss with other solo stans and diet solos within ARMY.

It's why nearly the same minute I received your ask, I received a similar ask but from, wait for it, Hobi akgaes (!), complaining that those "OT7 armies (sic)" will not buy Hobi's single because they'll be saving for Jimin's solo album. And I know I'll see the same bullshit from potentially taekook solo stans if Jimin puts out a single just before he enlists and it's close to debut dates for those members.

And the boring truth is, I genuinely do not care. Far as I'm concerned, all you aggrieved parties should just hold hands, form a kumbaya circle and cuss out evil HYBE with cystic acne on their children and children's children. A pox on all their descendants and all that.

I do not care if a single soul in the fandom does not buy FACE, because guess what, I know what I intend to do, I know what Jimin is capable of with the music he makes, and I know I'm not the only person with my ears working and disposable income. I don't have the patience for asks like this so tell your friends to tell their friends to skip my blog. I'm going to tell you the same thing I tell people I can't possibly take seriously: you'll cope, and both Jimin and Hobi will be fine.

#Like I said #Jimin will be serving FACE all of March 2023 and the rest of the year so get used to it #Why you think Hobi's release changes that is beyond me #Unless y'all are really that insecure and that myopic

[lebuc]

spectrum

* all on a spectrum becoming, are we.

encoded at a cellular level amped by a socio-existential one

here to eternity sojourning; mental, spiritual maps in hand

guiding us through this fog of fortune or mis - however percieved;

as we note the yellow light of our sun, also denoting a streak in our lesser moments;

orange juicing our breakfasts, with a tantalizing tang tamping our thirsts;

we see red, blood red, i'm afraid, when we add anger to the mix;

green green grass of many a grove, is deemed an envious hue as well;

we know all about the blues & shun them for sky views while indigo imbues the 'children of hope' among us;

many occasions, royalty reps & drapes violet, whose ultra span is beyond our daily perception.

these descriptors - parsed, pithy, perhaps poetic, pitch elemental, it appears...

as sadly, we still grapple with spectra that are to us applicable

though outside of the visible band;

shunning, in ways despicable throngs shadowed by the attendant shade,

held at bay & apart from life’s simple songs by the harsh, risible wave 

of the backside of a heart-hardened hand. * 11/22 - lebuc - spectrum

#poetry #free verse #creative writing #poets on Tumblr #lebuc #photography #illustration #TWC #poetryriot #spilled ink #off-grid griots #writerscreed #heartsacrossthestreet #abstractcommunity #smittenbypoetry #poeticstories #poetic #sonnet #metrical #blank verse #alliteration #assonance #spectrum

[deathbind]

BASICS.

VEIL NAME: Serot Binu Napaut SPIRIT NAME: Refhremmit SOBRIQUET(S): The Saint Eternal; the Deathless Saint; the Shepherd of Souls; Beetle Lord TITLE(S): Hegemon of the Anactaci; Spiritual Advisor to the Monarch of Meket RACE: Human NATIONALITY: Meketi ETHNICITY: Meketi RELIGION: Soshist BORN: -351 DR / REBORN: 1490 DR GENDER: Demi man (he / they) ORIENTATION: Panromantic pansexual

STATS*. *as of lvl 12

STRENGTH: 8 DEXTERITY: 16 (+1) CONSTITUTION: 14 INTELLIGENCE: 20 (+2) WISDOM: 12 CHARISMA: 11

CLASS, FEATS, ETC.

LINEAGE: Reborn BACKGROUND: Spirit Medium CLASS: Sha'ir (Ghul Lord); will eventually respec to Anactaci (Aritas) DARK GIFT: Echoing Soul FEAT(S): Linguist (Meketi, Midani, Common, Celestial, Abyssal, Infernal)

PERSONALITY.

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good MBTI: ENFJ (Protagonist) ENNEAGRAM: 1w9 (Idealist) TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic FLAME: Sun

APPEARANCE.

FACE: Rectangular in shape with a defined jaw and overbite HAIR: Raven black with strands of silver; loosely curling, typically cut short EYES: Honey brown in color; round and wide, framed by straight lashes SKIN: Bronze toned, embellished with laugh lines and crow's feet SCAR(S): A moderately thick scar cutting through the right side of his lips; a slash across his chest down to the abdomen TATTOO(S): A rayed eye on the forehead (originally indigo, now luminous gold); a luminous golden band around the left ring finger; an indigo lotus on the throat; an indigo scarab on either palm; three indigo lines between the right eye and ear HEIGHT: 5'7" BUILD: Decidedly average, perhaps verging on trim; the build of a scholar, not warrior MISCELLANEOUS: A line of luminous golden runes across his throat where a knife might run if it was slit

BIOGRAPHY.

I'll put links to write-ups on Serot's other lifetimes here once I write them up.

OVER A THOUSAND YEARS AGO, a famine swept the young nation of Meket. Kheprer, strange beetles from the Negative Energy Plane, had somehow crossed over. They burrowed into the rich, black soil and sucked the very life from it. Though they moved slowly, they were indomitable, and their corruption was nearly impossible to cleanse. Crops failed, livestock withered, and people starved. Some said it was a punishment from the One Above for the death of the One Below. Other said it was a punishment from the One Below for going astray. Others still labeled it a conspiracy of this group or that. Whatever their origin, one thing was clear: they would quickly be Meket's ruin.

Serot was no more than a boy when they appeared. He belonged to a massive family, even by Meketi standards. Twenty siblings, forty-nine maternal relations, and nineteen paternal — all living as closely as possible. He loved it. But, the famine made it nearly impossible for them to feed everyone. No one wanted to part, but the alternative was starvation. The youngest children were fostered by relations or close neighbors. Those old enough to care for themselves found they must do so, though family made arrangements where possible.

Serot fell into the latter category. He was twelve years old when he found himself apprenticed to a ghul lord. As the death toll rose past what Meket could manage, so too did the restless dead. There were none better equipped to address this problem than ghul lords, whose number were then too few to meet demand. A few particularly skilled individuals were even able to ward off the kheprer (though nothing could be done once they had struck). His mistress was one such individual. He traveled with her across the country, learning the craft through practical application.

Whether by raw talent, firm dedication, or a combination of both, he proved uncommonly adroit. He innovated as he learned, thinking always of a way to end the famine and return to his family. Within eight years, he had managed it. The kheprer were creatures of negative energy. Manipulating that energy allowed him to command them. There was a limit to how many he could command and how he could direct them — he was yet young, after all — but it was the turning point.

Monarch Meresankh took notice. All resources were placed at his disposal to rid Meket of this menace. His first act was to trace the origin of these creatures as near as he could. They had burst from the earth in a small farming village, overwhelming the inhabitants and reducing it to a ghost town in a matter of days. No one had been brave enough to enter since. Serot set about investigating the ruins and questioning the dead. But, he did so with uncommon compassion. He squared away any unfinished business or promised to. He prepared their bodies and buried them with respect. He gave them peace in their deathly torment.

It was this that caught the eye of Refhremmit. The spirit of that small land was the only being left to mourn them. Though sickly themself with the kheprer's rot, they honored the dead who, in life, had honored them. They communicated with Serot at first indirectly. They led him to particular places, sent him signs, gave him tests, watched him. Satisfied as to his character, they finally entered his dreams. An agreement was made. If he would lead the kheprer there, Refhremmit would lend their power to bind them. There was no guarantee it would work, but it was their only chance.

Serot then set out to gather every willing ghul lord. Together, they shepherded the kheprer toward the town, and there they were bound. Not gone but finally contained. Priests came behind to cleanse the land and get food growing again. It would take time to heal from the damage, but at least it had become possible. Serot was appointed the Spiritual Advisor to Monarch of Meket, and became a living legend.

His experiences during the famine and its aftermath had shaped him, however. Particularly the loss of his family who, by the time he was able to return, were dead or scattered. He founded the Anactaci: an order of priestly necromancers who would shepherd the dead, comfort the living, and commune with all souls and spirits. He broke ground on the first and grandest City of Eternity, which would house the dead, over the ruins of Refhremmit's town, and the kheprer were set as eternal tomb guardians.

But, the deeper Serot delved into this work, the more his health suffered. It was not merely stress that affected him but the Negative Energy Plane itself. The more he called on it, the more it drained his life. Refhremmit attempted to help him counter this by deepening their bond, twining them closer til they were almost indistinguishable, but even that could only do so much. Finally, Refhremmit proposed that Serot should truly join with them. Let their spirits merge. Let Serot be freed from earthly trials. Together, they would guard the Cities of Eternity and shepherd souls onto the afterlife. This would mean his death, but he was already dying. What sweeter rest than that in the arms of one who loved you well? In a ritual combining both marital and funerary rites, he gave himself to Refhremmit.

The outcome was not what they had anticipated. Rather than merge, they were tethered. Serot's soul was unable to pass on. Instead, he was reincarnated repeatedly throughout the ensuing centuries. He has been every combination of gender identity, social class, profession, fortune imaginable. Sometimes famous, sometimes obscure, sometimes tragic, sometimes triumphant: the only true constant has been Refhremmit.

As Refhremmit has accompanied all of his lives, so have they accompanied all of his deaths. At last, they exerted all of their power over the bond to affect the cycle of reincarnation. It could not be broken but Serot could be reborn. In the body from his first life (with only a few alterations) and all the grave goods Refhremmit deemed necessary, he awoke blinking beneath the Faerûnian sun.

Alas there is always a catch. He remembers he is from Meket on the continent of Zakhara. He remembers he is (was?) a member of the Anactaci. He remembers a cool voice calling him Serot. All else is hazy. He was nabbed by the Nautiloid shortly after and infested with a tadpole. As he seeks to unravel the mystery of the Absolute, he must likewise unravel the mystery of his identity.

#CHARACTER SHEET. #I'm not paying for a higher level carrd account and I don't feel like fiddling with a fancy theme so #this seemed the best way to organize all this info

[indecentpause]

Heads Up 7-Up

tagged by @oh-no-another-idea to share seven lines! thank!

from The Black & Blues:

“Who wants Meara to be lead vocals?”

Everyone but you raises their hands. Danny nudges you with his elbow.

“I can’t vote for myself,” you say, face turning red.

“Well, regardless, we’re all voting for you,” Danny says. “So it looks like you’re our vocals.”

“Danny and I can do backup when it’s needed,” Sara offers. “But you’ve definitely got the voice.”

You smile. You beam. Your whole body sparkles with joy, in your muscles, in your head, in your bloodstream.

They unanimously chose you. You, Meara Ryanne, the weird loser at school only the punk kids liked. The awkward kid who talks too much. You didn’t even volunteer, and they still chose you.

If someone had asked you four years ago where you thought you’d be right now, you’d think it was dead in a ditch somewhere. But instead, you’re starting the band of your dreams with your best friend, and a bunch of people who could potentially be best friends, too.

From there, you take some time to spitball potential band names. Some are goofy, like Lazer Bear Dance Brigade, some are a little weird, like The Indigo Children. But eventually, after about half hour of brainstorming and debate, you decide on The Black & Blues, because you all grew up scabbed and bloody and bruised, and since it’s shaped you into the musicians you are today, you think you should pay homage to that.

tagging @winterandwords @kaiusvnoir @riftversus @magic-is-something-we-create to share seven lines (or so) from something you’re working on!

#my writing #writeblr #writeblr tag games #heads up 7 up #excerpt #wip #the black and blues #sheraton academy #sheraton academy au #meara ryanne #danny yadzi #sara quill

[reverse-t1me]

I have a Trolls and mcyt (empires season 1 and the life series (traffic light series my beloved) specifically) AU idea

Now called Water Under the Tree AU

Background information for the AU

Once season 1 of empires smp finished the watchers descended and turned 8 (+Xornoth so 9) of the rulers into deities with the remaining 3 passing on.

These deities after years form their own planets (eg, mcc is its own planet under Scott's rule), and these planets serve as forms of entertainment for the watchers.

The attack

After millennia of this, the watchers grow to want to control the show so they corrupt the once emporers and empresses so they can control what they produce for entertainment.

Pearl and Scott use their knowledge from their respective life series (last life and double life) with them helping their nearest companions.

This leads to Lizzie and Pearl using the double life string to connect to one another giving them a form of immunity through the ocean orb and remaining powers given by winning double life. This also combines their own domains into a new allied domain.

The watchers don't like this and attack. This attack leaves only one of Lizzie's original planets remaining. The watchers attack once again and Lizzie descends into the planet to defend it.

She uses the powers the watchers gave her and the ocean orb to seal the watchers from the world. Then, she uses the ocean orbs' powers to cleanse the world. The watchers, however, use their remaining power to strike the weakened Lizzie and turn her "into one of the creatures she chose to defy us to defend"

This results in Lizzie's form shrinking but also dissolving into water. This water rises and compacts to form an egg.

Not wanting to loose her friend Pearl uses her connection to Lizzie (via the double life string) to manipulate the plant life around her fallen friend and grow a defence. Leaving some sections of the trunk hollow so water will fall down and be around Lizzie.

The creatures of the planet Lizzie defended create tales and murals of this benevolent being.

Slowly, these are abandoned due to migration, these species dying out, etc. Only the story remains as some old fairytale, and every species has a different version.

Closer to present but still the past

The defences that Pearl made turn into a large tree which a category of trolls move into (its the pop tree!).

Once the Bergens capture the pop trolls in the pop tree the pop trolls explore the tree a bit more to look for any escape.

This leads a small team of trolls to the roots where they discover a troll egg surrounded by pink flowers and some puddles of rain water.

This leads (eventually) to Rosiepuff's family adopting the egg.

However the egg hatches after 2 generations (Rosiepuff and her children) have grown up and had their own.

(Some of the trolls theorised this was because it was left alone for however long it was down there)

The trolling that hatches is named "Branch".

Branch has both indigo-blue and pink hair, but due to the image of Brozone, he hides the pink in his hair.

After the past in trolls band together

As Branch grown up without his brothers after the argument he begins to see an "imaginary friend" who wears a dress made of leaves.

This friend disappears a day before the trollstice that takes Grandma Rosiepuff.

The culmination of losing his adoptive family, his caretaker, and his friend in the leaf dress causes Branch to go grey.

Trolls (first movie) changes

•Branch still has some vague colours but hides them from the other trolls

•Branch has found some (2) old murals and has begun to translate the old languages used to write them

•During that party, Branch is instead in the water of a river he found before moving into his bunker to dry off, then Poppy finds him

•When Creek is revealed to be the traitor Branch sees a vague figure with large eyes, a big smile and is red

Why is he so R̸̺̝̃̈́͛̎ȇ̶̩̒ ̴̖̞̌̾̾͝d̴͈͐̔

•Once regaining his true colours, there is some visible pink in his hair

Trolls World Tour Changes

•Branch has found a few small scales around his wrists, ears, and along his spine (fur hides these small scales) along with some minimal webbing around his ears and between his fingers and toes

•The pop trolls have noticed that Branch has changed slightly, and they have spoken to him about it. They just think Branch is growing used to being around other trolls after being isolated for so long

•During the dance off, Branch thinks back to brozone but also making that deal with Scott all those millenia ago

"I've made a deal with destiny"

•Throughout the movie, Branch has some vivid dreams, and he figures out some history and how this history ties in with the murals he has translated (he finds more as he travels to the different tribes)

•Slightly different design for rock zombie Branch (looks a bit more like Poppy and has more coverage with his outfit)

•After the movie Branch gets a tattoo from the rock trolls of a simplified ocean orb

•After the movie he also discovers he can breathe underwater when he goes to visit the Techno tribe to help with reconstruction

Everyone is confused, and now there is a theory that he is some kind of troll that has some techno origins

Trolls Band Together Changes

•Between movies Branch has had more vivid dreams and has translated more murals of the pink haired giant

•Is also wearing a dress to the wedding

This dress is a simpler version of the dress that he remembers wearing as "Lizzie" to "his (her) wedding"

•Goes back to the pop trolls tree before joining John Dory on the journey

Finds a smaller ocean orb and brings it with them

•Poppy tells couple of stories about their adventures to John Dory

Insert shocked and worried John Dory

•Branch accepts Bruce's name change and later tells Poppy about thinking of changing his name to something else

Poppy then prompts Branch to tell her hid new name, slight argument ensues when Branch doesn't tell Poppy

•Slight dialogue change when speaking to the clown, but this doesn't change the encounter too much

•When leaving the putt-putt village Branch falls and rips his dress (yes, he has been wearing a dress throughout this section)

Branch uses his hair and now is wearing a slightly modified dress with leggings underneath (the dress is shorter with the front section being removed)

•Once the argument happens and Branch leaves, it begins to storm (pathetic fallacy)

This moves Branches fur revealing the scales which are now bigger.

Poppy finds this out and just assumes it as another aspect of being a troll that possibly has some techno origins

•When rescuing Floyd, more of Branch's hair turns pink, leaving it as a majority pink with indigo-blue accents

•No Broppy kiss

•After the movie, this is questioned, but nobody can come up with a satisfying conclusive answer as to why it's going on.

•After the movie, Branch tells Poppy about wanting to go by "Lizzie" and Poppy asks why

Insert some plausible reason that makes sense without telling Poppy about the vivid dreams

Post Trolls Band Together

•Multi-tribe city has been established

•Nobody knows exactly what Lizzie is

•Bruce still lives with his wife Brandi, John Dory still travels, Clay has worked to create transportation between the putt-putt village and also does admin work, Floyd is currently living in the multi-tribe city and is learning about different genre's

•Lizzie has discovered that by using the ocean orb, he can grow and shrink back down

Poppy was with him during this and freaked out (positively not negatively) when this happened

•Now Lizzie is trying to figure out what she is and how the murals fit in with this

Also, the "imaginary friend" in the leaf dress returns, causing lots of old emotions to resurface, and Poppy and Lizzie learn about what Lizzie is.

The vivid dreams are revealed, and another argument ensues between Poppy and Lizzie about keeping secrets.

•Pearl warns them of the Watchers returning before dissappearing back into the forest

Lo and behold the watchers come back, and Lizzie using the ocean orb, and her hair is able to fight them off and protect her friends from the watchers

The watchers weaken Lizzie enough to take her, but Lizzie weakens them enough, so hey can't leave this world

•Adventure ensues, with Poppy leading it, trying to find Lizzie

#trolls au #branch trolls #trolls poppy #mcyt #empires ldshadowlady #empires pearl #ocean queen lizzie #empires smp season one #the watchers #the listeners #branch #haven't thought of a name for this au yet #last life #double life #water under the tree au #wutt au

[miraesz]

hi pals, i'm ronnie; i've been eyeing this group for a while but i haven't rped on a platform besides twitter in like five years??? i know, embarrassing, i know. anyways, i hope i covered enough for now; i didn't wanna plot too much current stuff without contacting indigo members. if you wanna hit like so i can bother you for a thread then don't let me distract you any longer! <3

{ ronnie, 25, est, xe/they } —— look who’s joining the infinite tour! only MIRAE RHEE, who is the (MAIN DANCER of) INDIGO. i’ve heard whispers that the 22 year old is pretty AMBITIOUS but lowkey TEMPERMENTAL. also, don’t they remind you of CHOI SOOBIN?

mirae was born in seoul but only stayed there briefly before moving to new york city to live with their adoptive parents. all they really know about their biological family is that they were born to a single, teen mom. mirae has never held any resentment towards her, they are sympathetic towards her situation and thankful for the family they were placed with; their adoptive dads ended up spoiling them rotten.

mirae was adopted by their parents just a few months after being born. their dads, atticus and taejoon rhee, are both artists: one a painter and one an off-broadway actor. it was natural that mirae would follow in their footsteps and want to be an artist themself, starting with instruments like piano and guitar before expanding into dancing and singing with their dad - taejoon.

mirae is a theatre kid, they performed at small children's theatres around manhattan before joining theatre in school. their dads nurtured their creativity and expressed to them to always dream big growing up so mirae always wanted to be an idol. growing up in the 00's, they consumed media from a very young age and idolized the entertainers they saw on the music stations so, yeah, they dreamed about being an idol since childhood.

unfortunately, mirae rebelled a bit in their teenage years since they struggled with their identity and mental health. i won't go into detail since it can be triggering so we will skip to later. they're diagnosed officially with an anxiety disorder, depression and borderline personality disorder in their later teen years. they managed to keep it together for most of their training period before losing it near indigo's debut date, the stress causing them to melt down and finally be professionally treated for symptoms. don't worry - they're good at faking sanity for public appearances.

mirae, the idol, is definitely known for charisma (uniqueness nerve and talent) in front of cameras or around fans. lots of stage presence and fluidity with dancing styles. playful and witty. they're the type of idol that flirts with fans the whole time they're vlogging. meanwhile, they're really just an emotional little dweeb behind the scenes. they sell the idol image well but it's not the reality most of the time. truthfully, they are still a kid at heart so catch mirae playing on their nintendo or binging nostalgic movies from their childhood.

i'm going to keep them open from here so i can plot with you all. some connections i'd like to see? of course, work-related things always apply like maybe doing a duet or working on the same special. i'm sure there is always a path we can go regarding their careers! if not, i'm down for any of the typical connections like fwbs, bff, freniemies or foes. but in all honestly - i usually wing it and see where chemistry takes me.

uhm… here's a list of their favorite things. color? sage green. drink? chai tea with creme. song? heart of glass by blondie. movie? ponyo. animal? jelly fish. candy? gummy sharks. flower? snapdragons. band? queen. bias? hyuna. scent? sandalwood. pokemon? cubchoo. game? the last of us. season? spring. okay, i'm done rambling now!

#infinite:intro #🔗 * others.