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everykindofnerd13 · 4 months

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Trolls Human AU but it’s college student snack pack raising Tiny diamond as all of their kid when Guy Diamond finds himself with a child at the rope young age of 19.

The crew having a schedule of who watches Tiny at any given time on any given day. (It is extensive and color coded and Branch had a great time making it.)

Everyone explanding tiny diamonds repertoire of skills before he can even comprehend his own existence. Like.

Suki who holds a one year old Tiny on her lap while she works on mixes.

Cooper and D who switch off holding Tiny in one of those chest carrier things while they play DDR.

Poppy who will give Tiny a bag of scrap paper and tell him to make a picture inside it. (She doesn’t want to let him actually touch the paper, lest he ingest it.)

Branch who puts on science kids shows like Wild Kratts and Sid the Science Kid on the background while he and Poppy have Tiny so that he kid can start learning fun science stuff early.

Sati and Chenille who started by dressing up Tiny in their studio, but ended up just letting him use his creative guidance on them. (They hold him above a pile of fabric and whichever two he picks they have to make work as a garment.)

Biggie who has “tea parties” with Tiny and Dinkles (his cat) and is always trying to teach the baby proper table manners, it’s futile, for Tiny is a menace.

Smidge who teaches the baby to “work out”. (She actually owns a bunch of grip training baby toys that she hands him while she lifts weights.)

Barb who insists she doesn’t like babies but will happily take Tiny in for a night when needed, making little purée dinners for him and spoiling him rotten for the evening.

Legsly, who encourages Tiny to dance with her in her living room, gripping his hands and holding him up so they can “dance”.

Fuzzbert who is canonically mute and uses sign language to communicate in this universe, who loves to bring Tiny out to the park to experience nature with him, always mesmerized by the baby’s wonder at the clouds and the leaves. (Listen, I just like to imagine that Fuzzbert as someone who often finds themself unable to make themselves heard, quite enjoys the satisfaction of such a small child finding joy in the same things he does.)

Tiny who is very monkey-see monkey-do, and actually is a very well rounded kid after being raised by so many well rounded people who care about a love him.

When they’re together as a group, usually at game nights, they’ll make Tiny little “mocktails” aka, like, mango juice, so that he doesn’t feel left out while they all drink their drinks of choice.

Tiny is the most spoiled kid on earth because he has so many aunts and uncles willing to pitch in and get him whatever he wants.

Brozone and Viva also loving Tiny when they meet him one day while Branch and Poppy are in charge of him. Poppy has a little stroller with a sunshade, and Branch is happily carrying the baby bag so the stroller isn’t too heavy to push. At first, everyone’s mortified cause they thing that their baby siblings have gone off and had a whole baby without telling them, but they quickly notice the “Tiny Diamond” printed across the baby bag and realize it’s in fact their siblings’ close friend’s baby that they’ve heard so much about.

Viva making the kid candy necklaces only to be quickly shut down by Clay who explains that they’re a choking hazard, and they should not be given to a baby.

Bruce who has kids of his own and will invite Guy Diamond to drop Tiny off at his place when he and the rest of the snack pack want a night out.

JD who is terrified of children after how much he feels like he screwed up with Branch, but is still infatuated by the little boy and basically gives him anything he wants.

Floyd who mostly stays out of the way while the baby’s around but is the first to volunteer to put him down for a nap so that he can sing him a lullaby and rock him to sleep.

Branch and Poppy being very blush when old women tell them they have a “beautiful family” when they’re out and about, because while they do consider Tiny and all of their friends family, they know the older women mean something different.

Listen this AU is living rent free in my head. I have a timeline. I have a whole thing. I have backstories and modern world adaptations of trauma. It’s pretty fun.

#trolls band together #broppy #brozone #trolls #trolls world tour #queen poppy #trolls branch #guy diamond #tiny diamond #snackpack #trolls snack pack #trolls au #trolls human au

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okimnerdy · 4 months

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Trolls Headcannons

(BROZONE Edition)

[Hi yes. Welcome to another fixation.]

•The brothers got out of the troll tree BEFORE it got caged in by the Bergens. They only heard about the outer trolls being hunted, but never thought it would make it to the main settlement. All of them believed that Branch and Grandma were still alive.

•The brothers knew of other genres of music, even dabbling into a few of them. JD and Clay enjoyed techno and funk. Bruce enjoyed classical. Floyd enjoyed rock. No one really fancied country music.

John Dory

°JD felt like the group had to be perfect and loved due to their parents. Their parents (before they got "chosen" or before leaving after the last kid was born) had a wish-wash way of parenting, only giving positive attention when the boys did something of merit.

°JD acted more like a parent than a brother, assigning roles he felt fit his brothers in order to give them a better foothold in their life and career in the group. He blamed himself if they didn't seem to succeed.

° JD hasn't truly showered in like 10 years. Man is a "water's clean" kind of guy, and was promptly held down by his brothers for a cleaning. Rhonda helped by essentially being a pressure washer.

°JD found Rhonda as a baby pill bug and didn't expect her to get so big. He felt a little bad decorating her once she was big enough to house him, fearing that he was hurting her.

Bruce

°Bruce let go of his ripped image because of Brandi's cooking. This man fell in love with her food THEN her. He felt at ease with her, especially since she didn't know Brozone.

°Bruce grew his hair out for his little girl to play with since her brothers won't. He lets her put little braids and clips in from time to time, and he wears them proudly.

Clay

°Clay tried to go back for Branch during the escape, but got caught in a wave of escaping trolls. After seeing the collapsed tunnels, he believed that his family got out safely even though he never truly knew for nearly 20 years.

°Clay made it to other Troll settlements and became a CPA after leaving Brozone and before he attempted to go back.

°Clay bonded with Viva over the loss of family due to the split™. He would share all these stories about Branch and she would try to do the same for Poppy, even though she was barely a year old when they got separated.

°Clay's little admin hut actually is bigger on the inside. He dug out a little living space underneath to hold his bed, desk, and a small kitchenette. Its like his own little bunker.

Floyd

°Floyd did a self-discovery journey through the other genres. He hung around the rock and country trolls the longest due to them being more land-based tribes, even though country trolls don't particularly like visitors.

°Floyd made a name for himself in the indie scene, eventually making his way to Mount Rageous where he had a new contract in the works. He had hoped this small push would bring his family back.

°Floyd suffers from muscle spasms and PTSD after his time in the bottle. Branch was kind enough to help develop a wheelchair and other mobility aids for him to use in the jungle gym called Pop Village.

°Floyd experiences fatigue easier. One of the brothers is always ready to be a pillow or a helping hand when he needs to rest. Poppy goes to him when she wants to know what else the village can do for others like him.

Branch

°Branch's muted color is due to his many years in the gray. He still feels the effects of the fight™ and grandma's capture, and personally blames himself from time to time. He leans on Poppy and his brothers who assure him that things are okay. No one really knows if he'll fully get back to his bright blue.

°Branch kept an item from each brother, even if they don't know it. They're buried somewhere in storage. He only wears Floyd's vest cause he missed him the most and held no animosity to him.

°Branch knows exactly how to deal with his nephews and niece when their energy gets too high because of Poppy. Sometimes, he'll ask her to help since she already teaches the younger trolls in the village.

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#trolls band together #trolls brozone #trolls john dory #trolls branch #trolls bruce #trolls clay #trolls floyd #trolls headcanons #trolls world tour #trollstopia #trolls the beat goes on #trolls movie

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dulltoned · 5 months

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Clay sat perched up on one of the many stone clusters scattered around the entrance of the bunker with a clipboard sat on his lap, an inventory for Branch's perishables printed across each page in neatly made rows and columns. He wanted to help out with his brother's organization but Branch was adamant that his system didn't need any adjustments. Clay had hesitated then, wondering what else he could do to take some weight off of Branch's shoulders, but before he could even ask Branch had shoved a list and a pen in his hands and asked him to check the stock on the lower level. Clay was more than happy to have a task to do. This has definitely been the longest he's gone in quite a while without having a job to keep on top of and it was starting to make him antsy. He had only made it halfway through the five-page list, Branch had a lot more perishables than he expected, and so he made his way up to the surface after a few hours to get some fresh air.

That had been two hours ago. He's looked over the list at least fifteen times now, checking and double-checking that he hadn't overlooked anything so far, and he was quickly running out of excuses to stay outside. But Viva had come over with Queen Poppy and so her friends and his older brothers were locked in an outrageous water balloon fight over in the clearing he conveniently had a perfect view of. It looked like a lot of fun. Clay wasn't fun anymore.

He's been trying to subtly keep an eye on the all-out war waging just a few meters away, watching as the group laughed and splashed about. They cheered and groaned in equal measure with each blow that landed and Clay wondered with no small amount of yearning whether or not they'd split into teams or if it was a free-for-all game. It took all of his focus to not jump up and join in. He'd spent years proving that he was more than just the fun one, that he still deserved to be taken seriously, and he would be damned if he threw all of that away just for one silly little water balloon fight.

His frustration with himself only grew when his ability to do his one task was inhibited. He knew he was being ridiculous. He could very well just get up and head back inside but he hadn't yet found the willpower. Each time he nearly gave in and went back in to finish up his work another loud cheer would break out or they'd spread apart to start another round and he'd be drawn right back in.

He doesn't know why this was so hard for him. He's been just fine all these years and he found a lot of joy in the work he did for the community back at the golf course. It seems that his restlessness was starting to get to him in ways he hadn't really considered. There was an eagerness buried under his skin that called for something to do and he could admit to himself that he still wanted to throw himself full-force into the parties and events that made up Troll Village. There were a lot of parties and events in Troll Village. Clay has still gone to his fair share of get-togethers with Viva unbeknownst to his siblings. It was easy to let loose with Viva. Viva never once doubted that he was someone serious and respectable and she had been a large contributor to how he viewed himself now. It was also really nice to be able to come back to the peace and general quiet of Branch's bunker, unwind from a loud day full of bright colors in the comfortable quiet surrounded by muted and natural tones. There was a balance that Clay found for himself that he really enjoyed but he was afraid of showing that to his brothers. He'd been so adamant after seeing them all that he was no fun at all anymore but he'd never expected to spend any extended period of time with them again.

He couldn't escape it now, he supposes, and honestly he doesn't want to. He had forgotten how much he loved them. He'd never say that to their faces but he was grateful to have them in his life again. His cold relationship with John Dory has even improved significantly and he finds that it's actually really nice to talk to his eldest brother. They've spent a few long afternoons just chatting around the bunker, exchanging stories about their lives since the band broke up. It was still weird to see John really listening but it was a nice kind of strange.

Another round of cheers breaks out and drags Clay from his thoughts. He looks up to see one of Poppy's friends drenched, the big blue one, with an empty bucket rolling along across the grass beside him. He's clutching his pet worm to his chest as he guffaws, pushing his hair back with his free paw. Clay groans softly and lets his head fall onto the clipboard with a muted thunk.

A light chuckle from somewhere behind him startles him out of his wallowing and he whips his head around to see Floyd and Branch making their way over. "Having fun?" Floyd pressed with a soft smile on his face. It's clear that it's one of his bad days. His eyes have large bags hanging under them and he moves slowly without his usual grace. Clay can even see his hands shaking slightly after he gets a little closer.

"Me? Never." Clay scoffs and smiles back in greeting. He raises his clipboard in one hand, spinning his pen expertly in the other, "Just getting some fresh air while I check over my work." They exchange a look that Clay can't really place and Branch hoists himself up onto the rocks that Clay has made his home the last couple hours. "What brings you two out here? Poppy finally convince you to join in?" He turns a teasing look to Branch.

"Ha, ha," Branch deadpans, looking every part unimpressed. Fun or no fun Clay could never give up messing with his brother.

"Also getting some fresh air," Floyd cuts in before their banter could escalate. "I really needed to be outside for a little." He shrugs but Clay's smile drops at the haunted look in those pink eyes. Despite everything it could still be so difficult to overlook everything that Floyd has been through. He still hasn't told them just how long he'd been trapped with Velvet and Veneer but even the handful of hours that Clay had been held captive had been enough to rattle him to his core. Floyd was fragile in a way the rest of them weren't, his heart on his sleeve despite how delicate it could be. On days like this Clay was reminded that despite that Floyd was no less strong.

"Well, you're more than welcome to join me," Clay assures warmly, he glances back at his clipboard and very pointedly ignores the game going strong in the background. "Just don't expect much from me in terms of company." Because he was working and not because he was captivated by the water balloon fight. Obviously.

"Thanks," Floyd's smile is soft and he takes Branch's hand when the other offers him help. Branch easily pulls Floyd up and Clay wonders if Floyd is just that light or if Branch is just that strong. "What're you working on?" He asks as he settles down between Branch and Clay.

"Oh," Clay blinks. He had expected their conversation to end there. Sure, he wanted to be taken seriously but he didn't expect the others to have any interest in his work. He was always entertaining back then, he told good jokes and did cool dances, but he expected their attention to drift elsewhere when they realized he was being boring. He didn't really think that would change just because they were older now. It was the price he had to pay for the results he wanted. The only person who seemed to enjoy things like this in the way he did was Branch. It made something melt sweet and soft beneath his ribs to see Floyd expressing a real interest. "It's inventory for some of Branch's provisions. I wanted to help out a little so he asked me to take stock of the perishables." Saying it out loud he knows it doesn't sound interesting. All the detail work and the tedious counting rarely caught anyone's attention. Even Clay got bored of cataloging like this from time to time.

"Oh, yeah, should probably know what you have if it can expire." Floyd realizes, nodding along. He looks pale now that Clay can see him in the sun. Floyd's pelt is a bit dull still compared to Clay's own and there's a haziness to his eyes that speaks more to how unwell he's feeling than to bad memories. "I'm honestly a bit surprised you have more than what's in the pantry," Floyd turns his head to Branch and the older two bask in how the tips of Branch's ears turn a deep blue. Clay wasn't stupid. He's seen that Branch's skin isn't as saturated as the rest of theirs, even compared to a still-recovering Floyd. He doesn't know if anyone else has given it much thought and he's pushed it to the back of his mind. The possible implications made his stomach twist and he didn't want to jump to any conclusions. Maybe after years of holing up with Viva a bit of her paranoia had rubbed off on him. Either way, it was really nice to see some color back in Branch's face.

"I may have stocked up when I knew you guys would be staying." Branch mumbles, averting his gaze and staring intensely down at the tall grass brushing against the rocks.

"Aw," Clay coos because he can't resist. "You bought real food just for us." He reaches over, carefully avoiding knocking too hard into Floyd sat between them, and ruffles Branch's hair. Expectantly Branch quickly tries to push him away, hands flailing up to bat at the offending arm. It was becoming a running joke between the three eldest brothers to see who could manage to touch Branch's hair the most before they went home. Branch was usually quick enough to duck away or hide behind someone else but there were still plenty of opportunities to catch him by surprise.

"The rations are real food," Branch argues, successfully untangling Clay from his hair and scooting away for good measure. He shoots Clay a sharp glare and huffs, though he doesn't retaliate. "They're for emergencies though. I only had enough fresh food stocked up for me and apparently it's important to be a good host." Branch rolls his eyes and Clay can already picture Poppy ranting with great exasperation at Branch about the importance of taking care of your guests.

"Thanks Branch," Floyd says it with such sincerity that Clay couldn't even hope to follow it up with any more teasing remarks. Well played, Floyd. It's interesting to see Branch immediately soften under Floyd's kindness. There was a general affection that rested on Branch's features when he thought no one was looking, content in a tired way that felt like it should be foreign to the youngest of them, but he always visibly relaxed with Floyd. It makes sense. Floyd was the one who brought them all together, and Floyd caused the least amount of ruckus, but Clay thinks there's something more to it that he's just not privy to.

"Of course," Branch nods, shyly soaking up the gratitude. Clay has learned that Branch isn't really used to others being grateful for him. He doesn't know exactly why, whether no one ever really explicitly thanked him or he'd never had someone who could, but Poppy made it no secret that she was always grateful for Branch. His face got several shades darker every time.

Another round of cheers draws Clay's attention before he can think to ignore them. Viva is somehow covered in glitter and cackling like a madwoman, leaning heavily on a chortling Poppy to stay upright. Branch chuckles and Clay glances over to see the other troll shaking his head fondly with an easy smile on his face. His face always melts when Poppy is involved. The Queen flips some sort of switch in him that rounds out all his sharp edges. Clay doesn't know how to thank her for being there for Branch but he wants to find a way. Maybe he'll ask Viva.

"You know, you could always take a break," When Clay looks at Floyd his expression is far too knowing. Clay hates it when Floyd gets smug. He's sure the last twenty years have only made Floyd better at being a little shit. Floyd's expression only turns smug, though, when Clay doesn't immediately respond. He tilts his head towards the ongoing game, silently urging Clay to get up and enjoy himself.

"Psh, what?" Clay waves a paw, "Nah, why would I do that?" Even to his own ears he sounds painfully unconvincing. He had an image to upkeep now and he wasn't about to shatter it just because he had no self-control.

Branch tilts his head, raising an eyebrow, "Why not?" His confusion catches Clay off guard a little. He'd expected Branch to question him the least. Out of everyone, Branch is the only troll around who wouldn't want to participate simply because he didn't feel like it. "It's not like that's gonna take you the rest of the day, and it's not important anyway." Branch gestures to the clipboard with a shrug, settling back on his paws and turning his head back towards the fun. "The more the merrier, right?" Coming out of anyone else's mouth the question would've been rhetorical.

"It's not really my scene anymore, Bitty B," Clay tries to explain with a warm smile, watching fondly as Branch's face screws up at the nickname. "I don't really do that kind of thing anymore, I got my own stuff to do." He wiggles the clipboard again. Branch's frown doesn't move, if anything it only becomes more pronounced. Floyd and Branch look at each other again and this time Clay can practically see the silent conversation bouncing between the two. He doesn't know when this happened, they didn't have time to cultivate this kind of close relationship without everyone else noticing, but Clay has never felt more like the middle child than he does right now. With his two youngest brothers conspiring against him and his older brothers off doing the exact thing he yearned to do he felt particularly out of the loop.

"You know," Floyd starts. It's not a good sign when Floyd starts. Floyd won't hesitate to give him shit. "No one will care if you have some fun." Clay expects teasing, some remark about how he'll always be the fun one, but Floyd's face is sincere and open. Clay's stomach twists and he resists the urge to focus his attention back on the clipboard. That'd only look like he was avoiding eye contact.

Clay rolls his eyes, "That'd be great. If I wanted to." He places the clipboard aside and subtly stretches out his fingers. He hadn't realized just how hard he'd been gripping the wood until he'd let go. "Seriously, guys, I'm good. I'm right where I want to be." He goes for a reassuring smile but Branch is looking at him with those calculating eyes of his so Clay knows he's screwed. He sighs, sticking a hand into his messy hair and picking at a knot there, "I'm fine, really. I have work to do right now and I don't know if I'm comfortable being the fun guy in front of so many trolls." Branch's gaze softens and Clay lets out a relieved exhale. Floyd's smile is sympathetic as he hugs his knees to his chest.

"I get it," Branch nods, turning his gaze away again. That only sparks Clay's unease again. Branch avoided eye contact sometimes when things got emotional. Floyd says it's an easy way to disconnect yourself from the situation without leaving. Clay thinks Branch is just awkward. Bruce thinks they can both be right. "After the Bergens discovered that they could be happy without eating a troll a lot of Poppy's friends tried to invite me to things afterwards. Ya know, since I helped out. It took me a while to take them up on it, I didn't want anyone to think that I was an entirely different troll just because we all went on some crazy adventure together." He shrugs and clears his throat, turning his head back towards his bunker when his discomfort rises.

Clay laughs, "I don't know what that has to do with me," He tries to play it off but quiets quickly when Floyd shoots him a pointed look.

Branch huffs a soft laugh and turns back at him just far enough for Clay to see him roll his eyes. "I wanted people to still take me seriously, and not assume that just because I changed I suddenly wanted to do everything a normal troll does. Don't get me wrong I love being a troll, and it's nice to do things every now and then, but I'm also still me." Floyd gently knocks into Branch and offers an encouraging smile when it seems like Branch is getting off track. Branch clears his throat again, "Right, the point is that I know what it's like. To avoid doing things so that people don't look at you differently." Finally Branch makes eye contact again and Clay is taken aback by the open compassion there. It's warm and understanding and makes Branch's blue eyes shine. "You can still have fun sometimes, Clay. We know that's not all you are."

Floyd quickly agrees, jumping in to give Branch a moment to pull his thoughts together and compose himself. "No one is gonna hold it against you if you want to enjoy yourself." Which is such a nice sentiment and Clay knows they both mean it but… but it's different when it comes from your younger brothers. Of course they'd still take him seriously. To at least some extent they'll always remember the days when they were kids and he knew more than them. When they were kids they could come to Clay for things, whether they took him seriously or not, because more often than not he had the answers or knew someone who did. Floyd's encouraging smile dims when Clay clearly isn't convinced.

Branch sighs, tilting his head back with a small groan of genuine frustration, "Clay," he starts firmly, rolling his head back up to clock Clay with a dark look. "The only person who you're gonna convince with this is you. No one is all stiff and professional all the time, and everyone has hobbies that they do for fun. If you want to have fun you should. You're not the fun one anymore but that doesn't mean that you can't hang out with your friends." Branch stands with a grimace, holding out a paw to Clay. Clay stares blankly back for a few long moments before Branch impatiently shakes his offered hand and Clay takes it on instinct.

Branch pulls him unceremoniously to his feet and drags him off the rocks and off toward the commotion without so much as a pause. "Woah, woah, hey," Clay protests, trying to pull back only to find that Branch's grip is strong. He turns back to Floyd in search of help but Floyd just offers a smug little wave with a smug little grin. "What're you doing?"

"We," Branch corrects, "Are gonna go join a stupid water balloon fight." The closer they get the more trolls pause in their battle to send them curious glances. Clay can already feel the nerves building under his skin but they're chased away by the growing excitement and anticipation. Branch was offering him an excuse. He saw that Clay wanted to join but he was too caught up in himself to take the chance and he decided that he'd give Clay an in. Clay's heart bursts with affection, warmth seeping into his body that had nothing to do with the summer sun.

"Hey," John Dory greets, hair soaked and dripping water from tall strands hanging in front of his face. He tosses a water balloon lazily into the air, catching it lightly while his eyes flick between them. His smile widens when Branch and Clay stop only a few feet away. The whole field was still, waiting with baited breath for the next move. Clay was equally frozen wondering just what Branch would say. Branch, as it turns out, doesn't say anything. He takes one step forward, sighs a long-suffering sigh, and extends his arms out on either side of him in open acceptance.

Approximately three water balloons slam into Branch at once; John Dory lands a swift bullseye to Branch's face, Poppy hits him square in the torso, and Bruce gets a shot in on Branch's hip. Branch falls back like a man shot, landing on his back with a quiet oof, and looks up at Clay with a deadpan expression ruined by the shine in his eyes and the nearly imperceptible twitch of his lips. "Avenge me." He monotones.

Clay doesn't hesitate to jump into the fray. Chaos erupts across the field as every troll scrambles for ammunition. Viva joins Clay in his quest for vengeance and Poppy cries betrayal when her sister nails her in the back of the head. Clay can hear Floyd laughing from here. Branch sits up from where he'd fallen, watching with a soft smile as Clay finally lets himself have this. Clay smiles back. He has a lot of fun.

#{ isolationist }#{ the sensitive one }#{ the fun boy }#trolls fanfic #trolls clay #trolls floyd #trolls branch #| Game Plans |#trolls dreamworks #hurt/comfort #angst #trolls band together #dreamworks trolls

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style-and-kyman · 3 months

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wait why does poppy have colour if theyre soulmates but havent touched

So they're like more desaturated (gray-scaled), sorry I should've clarified a bit more! When whatever troll first makes contact with their soulmate (which could also be a platonic soulmate) their "true colors" start reappearing (think like the 3rd act of the 1st movie), so everyone in the image is still gray-scaled, but Branch seems more gray because of his more muted colors and, unlike the others, is letting his depression get the better of him because he believes he is without a soulmate.

Hope that clears it up!

#saturatedgraysau #trolls #trolls au #saturated grays au #broppy

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demon-witch-cat · 1 month

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Part 1 of The Argument in my Muted Colors AU!

This is the only part where I draw them at that length. Which is only because the first sketch was done originally as just one drawing. It was never meant to be a full comic. But I drew it as multiple panels, then when i posted it, people on tiktok asked for a part 2, and it evolved from there, lol!

P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | P5 | P?

#not the biggest fan of the lack of movement in the poses #but eh whatever #i did this almost 3 months ago #trolls john dory #trolls clay #trolls brozone #trolls angst #trolls au #trolls muted colors #trolls fanart #trolls comic #trolls #dreamworks trolls

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palmrrclaymore · 3 months

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Wanted to both study the different forms of trolls and also draw my oc Raina as the different types. Her natural hair color is a slightly deeper sky blue and the only reason I originally drew her with grey is because it went grey after an incident when she was younger. It was honestly super fun to think about the differences between all the trolls.

For instance, with classical trolls the only differences they have between one another is their hair and its color/ maybe also the gem in their belly buttons.

When looking at the rock trolls I saw that none of them have super saturated skin colors despite having different ones, more often then not their skin is more muted/greyish.

The techno trolls have a few different options when it comes to their tails but keep in mind I'm accounting for the shows and the movies. You could have something more pixelated like king trollex, rounded with balls, or just flat.

something i sort of noticed but it might have just been from looking at trolls for to long is that their ears can be different even if they are similar, such as size or shape depending on the troll.

#trolls #techno trolls #classical trolls #rock trolls #pop trolls #funk trolls #country trolls #trolls-sona #trolls oc #trolls fanart #trolls world tour #trolls band together #my art #trollstopia #tbt #twt

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lou-struck · 9 months

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Lost Composure

Levi x reader

Prompt: 🤬+troll

WC: 1.4k

~ You and Levi were supposed to be having a quiet night gaming, but that all changed when you decided to go online and play against some troublesome trolls

Aside from the occasional glugs from Henry’s fish tank, the only sounds that can be heard within Levi’s neon-lined walls are the frantic mashing of buttons as the two of you play through his most recent Akuzon purchase. The video game itself is a first-person combat-based game that is remarkably similar to a game you have played a few times in the human world. You have practiced a few rounds playing against leveled NPCs to get your feet wet.

Just as you take down the last opponent, The screen flashes the word “Victory’ in bold green letters before taking the two of you to the statistics page.

Out of the two of you, Levi had definitely been carrying the last three or four matches. At the same time, you had been distracted exploring each room on the virtual yacht, trying to shoot arrows into the decorative pineapples in the kitchen and only really attacking enemies when they interrupted your leisurely exploring.

“Woah, look at the streak.” Levi beams, catching his breath. “Can you believe those were the hardest bots MC?”

You nod semi-confidently, but in truth, you can believe it. Levi has years and years and years of experience, but you do not; if it weren’t for him protecting you as well as he did, you might’ve not made it through the round with the stats you have. “That’s crazy. Do you want to go again?” There are other maps we haven’t gotten to check out yet.”

“That would be good.” his topaz eyes shimmer at your suggestion. But he looks like there is something else he has in mind. “Hey, do you think maybe we could go online and play against some Normies? Uhhh, If you don’t want to, it’s fine; I was just thinking that since we are togeth~”

You interrupt his shy ramblings with a little giggle and place your hand on his, “I think that would be a great idea, Levi; with you on my team, I think we can take anyone on” The little spark from your skin on skin contact turns his fair skin beet red, combined with your sweet words, he looks so flustered it looks as if steam is about to come out of his ears.

“T-then, let’s log on.” he stutters, reaching for the little basket of gaming accessories and pulling out two headsets. He unravels the cords shakily and gives you the much nicer one as if it were second nature.

“Spoiling me already,” you tease, taking the headset and placing it around your neck.

“It’s not that,” he murmurs, “it’s just that as a demon, I have better hearing than you do, so it’s only fair.” it’s a pathetic excuse, and you know it, but it’s the only thing he can think of to not make himself sound like a total normie in front of you.

“It’s only fair?” you repeat, giving him a pretend look of hurt.

It’s super effective!

“Ahhh, fine, it’s because this one looks way cuter on you.” he flushes, covering his face with his hands, “You make it so hard to concentrate sometimes.”

“We’ve got this, Levi.” you encourage as he enters your usernames into the online lobby.

Within seconds, the lobby fills with players, and the countdown to your match has started.

“Wow, I can’t believe this game is so popular.” you murmur, “Look at how many demons are online.”

“Isn’t it crazy?” he grins, “This game only launched a week ago; even I had trouble getting a copy of it before it sold out online.” The countdown on the screen turns a bright Crimson color as the last few numbers flash before your eyes.

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

“Are you ready, Mc,” he asks. “I have no idea what kind of Demons we will be up against.”

You nod, chewing on your inner cheek in thought. “Should we start out on mute, then?”

A giddy smile takes over his features, and his eyes are about to stream sentimental tears down his face. “You know me so well; I never want to socialize with strangers.”

“Gotcha, so we are muted.” You giggle, slipping on your headphones. The thick padding covers your ears completely, but you are still able to hear Levi next to you.

Dozens of voices fill your ears as the match starts up.

The most notable voices seem to be coming from three demons on the opposite team.

“Let’s gooooo~” one screeches into the mic, the obnoxiously shrill sound bouncing directly into your poor eardrums.

It may be a Devildom cultural thing you have not witnessed yet, but the initial screech is answered by two nearly identical ones that, had you not turned down the volume of your headset, would’ve rattled your very brain.

“Tsk, these kinds of players are so obnoxious,” Levi grumbles, pulling his headset off his ears a bit. “They don’t have to yell every time they go live.”

As the match progresses, the screeching trio ends up hitting your team down player by player until only the three of them and you two remain.

Your character is off searching for a weapon upgrade in an abandoned convenience store when suddenly your controller starts to vibrate uncontrollably, little red slashes of damage cut across your side of the screen. You’re taking too much damage.

“Oh shoot, Levi, they got me.” you gasp as your little screen darkens. Your avatar crumples to the ground as your assailant walks over you and begins to jump on you quite obnoxiously.

“M-Sheep7 is down,” one of the demons cheers into the chat. “That was too easy.”

“It’s not fun playing with Noobs.” the other sneers into the microphone. “We need some real competition if we want to rank up faster.”

‘Get better, ya ugly Sheep.” The third cackles immaturely, earning wheezing laughter from their friends. It’s definitely just like the games back home,

Something hits you in your back as you listen to your competitors’ harmless albeit annoying taunts. Turning around, you see that Levi, in his annoyance, had shifted into his demon form. His jaw is clenched, and his tail flicks to and fro as he moves his controller at an inhuman speed.

“I have been given strength to avenge My Henry,” he growls to you before turning on his mic. “You three Normies don’t know what’s coming.”

“The Hell are ya talkin about Leviachan?” one laughs over the mic.

“Yea,” the other says through static, “It’s three against one.”

“What a loser; he probably is just playing by himself in his room like a pathetic shut-in.”

Ouch, it’s one thing when Levi says those kinds of things about himself, but for these three to say it crosses a line. You wince and reach for your mic to tell them off, but Levi nudges you and shakes his head.

“Not now, MC,” he says, covering his mic and puffing out his chest boldly. “I may not be able to stand up for myself IRL, but this is my territory.”

Between the predatory movements of his player and the death grip Levi has on his controller, it is getting harder and harder to decide what to watch.

Until you hear your online assailants gasp and cry when Levi finds them on the map. Eliminating the first two as if they were the NPCs, you played on easy mode.

“Leviachan! Stop it, Stop it, Stop it.” The ringleader yells childishly as they try to run away from their impending massacre. “My stats! I haven’t lost yet, and I need this dub for my stats.”

“Maybe you should’ve thought about that before going after My Henry.” Levi Laughs semi-psychotically, going in for the finishing blow.

“Wha? Who’s Henry?” the player stammers as their Icon meets its end.

Unable to just be a bystander any longer, you lean in close to Levi’s mic, “It’s me Bitch,” you giggle, wrapping your arms around the purple-haired demon’s neck as the trumpets of victory sound from the monitor,

You Have Won.

“Mc! Mc! Look, I got them all,” he beams as the mic’s on the other end shut off and the other player’s icons disappear from the lobby. “That was fun. Can we play again?”

You lean up and give him a well-deserved kiss on the cheek before settling back into your chair. “Absolutely,” you say as a competitive fire sparks to life in your heart, “Just wait; next round, I’ll be the one to carry.”

#obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #Levi x reader #leviathan x reader #leviathan x mc #obey me #obey me leviathan #leviathan x y/n #leviathan x you #x reader

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Vent Story About Fandom:

well i have this bad fandom experience of this big roblox youtuber i wont name out loud.

And he like birds like pink ones and r long.

2017 *first time watching pink bird long neck yt acc*:

But the first time i started to watch him is on when i watched that one red shirt guy called "A" and blue shirt guy called "J" playing an roblox pizza game and i saw it in 2017.

I did sub thinking "A"'s yt acc was an animal crossing youtuber but boi i was mistaken him wrong.

And thats way before i made an fanpage.

But i stopped watching somewhere 2018 for forgetting he existed or for sml or both.

2019: *the another i started to watch him is on when i watched that one red shirt guy again but exp he was blond at the time and thats how i really fell in love with his videos besises his cool admin trolling video's.

And he the guy introduced an head called Felipe.

At first when i saw felipe i was confused but i didnt get attached to it at first cause i had an weird gut feeling he might get killed off in the canon ver of red man shirts yt.

And sometime go by i see another callled felipa and happy boyfriend.

And when i fpund out they killed off Felipe & Felipa off in the canon and i was this foolish person in 2019.

I felt a bit sad but i didnt hit me yet.

So i muted his yt bell atfer they killed off the 2 and i went watch sml into 2020.

And thats way before i made an red shirt guy' head fanpage and at the time i was an huge jrffy fanboy but i made an moviestarplanet fanpage about jeffy.

2021: the year i returned i was going watch his yt for 13 months but i longer it by accident cause i fell in love with his videos and main character's.

But it Felipe's death hit me harder later in 2022.

But in mid of 6 month in 2021 of watching his yt i started to feel not right but i keep going even i felt sick of watching him past the 6 month mark in 2021.

And then i drew better fanart then the one felipe i drew in 2020 that wasn't good or wasn't attched to it yet i stsrted off with cleetus and dhyrbfbyty and red shirt "A" guy and then felipe and earthworm sally and etc.

And into i improved and i accidentally got artist growth and some kind of style change.

And yet thats alk still before i made an Felipe head fanpage or use my main acc to be an open fan.

But sime time skips happens in 2021 i started to become an fanpage not for jeffy but for red shirt guy and Felipe.

and i met my heros.

And amazing at the time "friends" who ended up betraying me in March 2023.

But as i deactivated my pinterest acc due to pedos and werid 24/7 online crepps i moved to reddit to twiter and to DA to find red shirt guy fans and Felipe fans alike but it didnt go my way cause it went downhill in 2023 would almost nade ne off myself.

It started in 2022 when i binge watched red guys ut acc even more.

But i get burned out from over watching him.

So i lost my motivation to watch him and i run my fanpage as myself.

(Thats before i took my orher fanpage seriously not jeffy but Felipe head's one)

So i used twiter to make friends with cleetus stans who r younger teens who self claimed themselfs as trans or autistic or both without diagnoses proof on twiter said in post ir their bio.

And those cleetus stans r 14-17.

But i was older then them and it was during my junior year. (2022)

Where i also drew more red shirt guys characters fanart.

but it was happy go luvky on twiter into one day in 2023...

2023: when it all ho downhill.

I was close to that let say person of color friend called "Boyto" whos was age 15 lady.

And we chatted pinterest to twiter to reddit and Tumblr over 2 years of friendship as red shirt youtuber guys with pink bird yt acc fans.

Into we get in an private dm fight but she all of suden became 1 sided and cold and dry atfer the fight dven i said sorry she didnt say her part.

So i started to ignore her back.

But the biggest let call it controversial tweet i ever weote in replts is how an cleetus 14 year old trans and autistic ver of felipe offened me and they portray theirs as "homophobic & transphobe and agender" i tweet repkt saying "i disagree" and they cleetus stans went ape shit on me!

And abby the self proclaimed trans and autistic says "ur a dickhead" in comnemt if one of my tweets how i said sorry.

But they didnt forgave me and so half of it red shirt guy Twitter fansom blocked me and even Fake felipe and real youtuber itself blocked me on twiter.

So i temporary deactived but i got shitted on an yt short in 20 long paragraph who im sjit person who having an disagreeable with an cleetus stan.

So i privated my twiter acc and quit twiter cus of teenagers who r cleetus stans dudnt like my option and i get outted for it.

So atfer march 2023 i lost my trust with those kind of fans.

And my self confidence got lower and i got more trust probs.

And yet i had not leave the tictok dandom as i dont post as emmawow12 but i post as my felipe head fanpage.

and met better fans then ofc abby.

(But in some point of 2023 i friended and unfoloowed boyto everywhere and she alredy quit to joined the ladybug fandom)

So that why i dont use twiter and post offen as emmawow12.

Now i think every underaged red shirt abd pink bird fan r rude and annoying and might haress me in some tweet!

Thats my fandom experience being in an roblox youtuber red shirt with pink bird fan.

Ps dont come @ me.

Comments might get turn off.

And also dont attack anyone in my fandom experience story.

Edit 1: i unsub the r/FlamingoFanClub subreddits and its ig and other socials but not yt cause it took hard 😖.

Edit 2: i blocked him on every site but yt.

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