#Trolls Fanfic
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paleon-todd-ogy · 10 months ago
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John Dory from @matmiraculous fanfic ‘The Eldest and the Youngest.’ He’s so bbygurl in this fic 💖
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rootsbe4branches-trolls · 6 months ago
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“I said Hey, girl with one eye”
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Part 4 is here!
Previous part.
Next part
I’ll go run and hide now, don’t kill me for this chapter please✨✨
If you though those two would go down without a fight you are wrong and if you thought that Viva was going to tell him about the googles I’m sorry but you were also wrong, even though Viva and Willow were super close, her and Branch are just brother ans sister in law they are not close enough and it’s not Viv’as place to tell him, at least not yet.
We are seeing a lot of Willow lately because the past flashbacks circle around Rowan so he’s going to have a lot of comics centered on him on the near future, the past timeline is the one that informs the most about the AU and the snackpack etc but it’s a really complicated and long one to tell so it’s going to take me sometime😅😅
I love that this comics started as the lamest jokes ever and now I have no way to explain what happened
Hope you liked it or maybe scream at me in the comments or something!
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sili-a · 4 months ago
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Love like you
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Swapped broppy au. Have you ever read a fanfic SO GOOD it inspires you to make art?
This song has been stuck in my mind for weeks thanks to the ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE written by PrincessPoppifer @princesspoppifer on ao3 Brilliant Blue and Muted Magenta, this one became my ultimate favorite and steal my heart, so I had to make fanart of it.
Love like you from Steven Universe captures the broppy dynamic from Poppy's pov sooo well. I actually have a list of other songs for these two, but this one was the best.
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vivianthepigeon · 11 months ago
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Something I really liked in TBT was that they didn’t make Branch and Poppy have random relationship issues out of nowhere just for drama and entertainment, their relationship was actually the cutest and really healthy
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galaxyspark-6e16 · 5 months ago
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"John Dory had so many questions, but he couldn’t keep himself upright as he collapsed to the earth beneath him. Branch was alive; he was alive and he missed him."
@thatbennybee when i tell you i was holding my breath during this chapter like omg😭😭the tears keep pouring and pouring and man… i relate to john dory an unhealthy lot and his caracterisation in this fic feels point on and i really hope its get better for him down the line.
pss go check out her fic its AMAZING!!!!
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hey-hey-j · 2 months ago
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"It's for your own good. That's all we're asking of you."
illustrates a moment from my own fic because I can
(★ my Kofi)
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felsicveins · 8 months ago
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Art for this lovely fic 💚 💙
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1elouise · 8 months ago
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Miscommunication But Branch In The Trenches
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This will always be my favorite scene in Selective Hearing. Branch fr thought he was tweaking.
Context: After being turned into a rock zombie, those affected were observed to have temporary hearing loss. Here is the fic if you’re interested.
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riciart · 10 months ago
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veneerslipstick · 11 months ago
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˚୨୧⋆yes, & i love you。˚ ⋆
velvet x FEM!reader
• one shot
• fluff/slight angst
velvet, the pop star every girl strived to be, had met you at a meet-and-greet, recognized you from highschool and instantly made you her #2 — not necessarily her assistant but accompanied her on every shopping trip, dress rehearsal and personal meetings to discuss her opportunities for her career.
but you were quite more than just her dresser. from the heart melting tension to the pain you felt each time you were away from eachother turns more and more intense as time goes by.
you knew what you wanted, and by her longing gaze before fleeting to a show, you knew she knew too, but was she committed to her feelings as much as you?
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“what do you mean my cards been declined?”
“ma’am, i-“
“try it again!” velvet protested, waving her credit
card in the air and her other hand balling into a fist.
you stood there , holding shopping bags all up your
arms and smiling nervously at the cashier.
awkwardly, you walked over to velvet and put your
hand out, her hesitating for a second but placing the
card on your palm and crossing her arms ignorantly.
you inserted the card into the machine, waited
patiently and it beeped.
“perfect!” the cashier exclaimed, looking relieved
whilst looking at you , mouthing ‘thank you’. you
nodded at her and looked to velvet. she rolled her
eyes and picked up a few bags.
“yeah yeah, don’t look at me like that. let’s go.”
both of you headed out of Ralph Lauren and into the
parking lot, where you loaded the bags into the back
of the limo, and getting into the car. you sat next to
velvet , a couple inches away, and she melted into
the seat.
“UGH, that was exhausting.” velvet whined, her eyes
falling closed. you admired the purple, sparkly
eyeshadow she had on, which you yourself put on
her that morning. you suddenly remembered how
close she was to you and how you could smell her
strawberry cream perfume. you blinked and looked
down, giggling.
“girl, i don’t think you could last a REAL full day of
shopping. you’d collapse.” you joked. velvet opened
her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows with a small smile.
“what do you mean a REAL day of shopping?”
you smiled and crossed your legs.
“nine to five, shopping alllll day without stopping and
coming home with blisters and your makeup ruined.”
velvet scoffed and kicked you gently with her boot.
“i could so do that, don’t test me y/n.” she shot back,
leaning in slightly to intimidate you. you stuck your
tongue out at her.
“game on , 30$ says you’ll give up within the half
hour.”
velvet rolled her eyes and laid down on the seat,
crossing her legs.
“don’t even with that.” she murmured, leaving you
giggling to yourself.
after the car ride from one of vels assistant, you both
escorted and velvet was snappy with getting other
assistants to bring the bags inside. you felt awkward
whenever she did that, like you were useless in the
situation, and it was even worse when you weren’t
even the celebrity , so you had no right to be
standing there with nothing in your hands. but,
whatever velvet says goes, so you carried on.
entering her and veneers mansion, you took a
glimpse to the chandelier over head of you. no matter
how many times you’ve walked into this room, you’re
still taken aback by the beauty of the shining crystals
and the cream light that poured over it.
“do you want one? i can easily get one. everytime i
see you you’re eye eating that thing.” velvet intrudes,
pulling out her phone.”
“NO, no. i don’t want one, this one is just specifically
pretty. it’s nice to be able to walk into the room with
it glowing.” you continued to gaze over it, your eyes
shining like beads and your lips pulled into a soft
smile.
velvet watched you, staring at your eyes as she bit
the inside of her cheek. she felt a pang in her chest,
but couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. clearing her
throat, she turned around and headed for her
staircase.
“come, we can find places for the clothes then finally
pick out a nail colour for tomorrow.” she stated, you
weren’t slow to catch up to her.
now in her room of many rewards on shelves and
carpet flooring, velvet groaned when she saw all the
shopping bags on the floor.
“they could have AT LEAST put them down neatly.”
she grumbled. you noticed overtime that she was the
picky type, and not just rich picky, but things had to
be exactly right in her eyes or everything would go to
hell. you walked to the bags and started going
through the clothes, sorting between color , fabrics,
tops and bottoms. after sorting, you began putting
away everything, and velvet was right at your side.
“for the polish, i was thinking arctic blue that’s
marble with light blue, and maybe light glitter? no
wait that’s stupid..” she speaks as you fold and hang
clothing on hangers in her walk in closet, right at
your hip and throwing her hands in your face.
sometimes you think she forgets how comfortable
she is around you.
“what’s your favourite color again?” she asks out of
the blue.
“f/c.” you mumble.
she stares at you for a moment,
not saying anything and then groaning, swatting
clothes out of your hands and pulling you by the
wrist out of the closet. “it’s like talking to a wall.” she
mumbles, acting all pissy, but in reality she just
wanted your attention.
you both sit on her king sized bed, her laying down
on the bed on her back, crossing her legs (she does
this a lot, you never knew why) and looking at her
nails. she continues to ramble about polish and how
it’ll match her performance outfit, then how she
hated the outfit, and how she hated the smell of
detergent, then.. you got a little lost. you you look
down at her, one leg tucked under you and your hand
down on the mattress holding yourself up.
“vel,” you started and she stopped. “what?”
“take a second girl. you’ve been pent up about
this nonstop , just breathe.” you grinned and her
expression softened slightly. her shoulders loosened
up and you noticed her jaw stopped flexing. she
opened her mouth to say something, closed it, then
opened again; “if i asked you to do something
stupid , what would you say?”
you scanned her eyes. “yes. i would say yes
everytime.”
your expression was so serious it
frightened her for a moment. you remembered to
relax and smiled a little. “well, cause, it’s hard to say
no to a celebrity. or whatever.” you bettered , velvet
rolling her eyes in exaggeration.
“i’m being serious, y/n.”
“oh are you? that’s shocking.”
“hm, yeah, jackass.”
“you adore me though.”
silence. she stared at you with her beady , deep blue
eyes. they were similar to spears, threatening to
attack and not being able to look away. she laid on
the bed , her green curls and locks spread on the
satin sheets like a painting. if only it were a painting,
she couldn’t have looked more beautiful.
“y/n,” she whispered , a smile pulling at the corner of
her mouth. you hummed in response, her legs falling
to the side that brushed your arm. her eyelids hung
low as she looked at you. a magnet in your stomach
pulled you closer to her,
and you let it.
you leaned down to her, hearing her breath hitch in
her throat and her lips parting the further you leaned
down. but her headed to started to shake, her eyes
fell closed and her breathing got shaky.
“no.. no, no no” she whispered , sitting up and
backing away. you panicked for a moment and
leaned away from her , raising your hands.
“h-hey, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to make you
uncomfortable,” you spat out and she still shook her
head.
“this.., this can’t happen. get out please.” she
murmured.
you froze, your expression completely falling. “what?”
“i said get out.” she snapped , pointing to the door,
her eyes red and hot and you wondered what her
tears looked like oh you wondered how her tears felt ,
“okay.” you whispered with a voice crack, feeling a
lump in your throat and getting up from her bed. you
turned and headed out her door, closing it slowly and
feeling your stomach twist and churn as you heard
the door click.
everything had felt right, why had she acted like it
was so out of the blue? did you misunderstand? no,
you couldn’t have. that look in her eye. the contact,
the way she seemed to have pulled your soul from
your throat.
ohhh, she had you. had you by the strings.
eyes watering, you found your way out of the house
and went somewhere. you didn’t really know where.
anywhere was nowhere without her.
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the next day…
yes, you had eventually made it home. after a long
night of contemplating and trying to tear the pit out
of your stomach, you fell asleep on your couch at
4am. you decided to head to velvet and veneers
dressing room early. usually you went with velvet, but
you decided there was no point. there you prepped
their makeup and hair products , anything to keep
yourself busy. it wasn’t your job, it was crimps, but
you couldn’t care less. sometimes you felt like you
did more than her.
as you were laying out makeup brushes, eyes half
open from exhaustion, you heard the door knob
rattling. you had locked the door without realizing it,
so you went to open it. you were then face to face
with a messy up-do velvet with her casual gold mini
skirt and gold top that was paired with pearl earrings
and a white pendant. you felt that churn in your
stomach that came as a familiar feeling. you forced a
smile and opened the door wide open for her.
“good morning vel,” you murmured, her walking in
and scanning the room.
“you didn’t have to.. do any of that. you aren’t
supposed to.” she says almost defensively, putting
her purse down and avoiding eye contact. leaning
against the wall with your hands in your pockets, you
gazed at her. “i didn’t think it mattered.” you replied
with a tone you didn’t recognize.
she didn’t respond, only cleared her throat and
pulled the elastic out of her hair, her loose, flowing
hair falling over her shoulders. you noticed her nails,
but didn’t catch a glimpse of what she did with them.
“what uh…” you started, feeling a lump forming in
your throat. you tried to gulp it down and she looked
at you.
“what color did you do your nails?” you asked. she
looked down at them, seeing her face freeze.
“f/c. the marble.. i was talking about.”
you felt like she kicked you in the stomach. you
shook your head and stood straight.
“velvet. what…what is this? cmon, please.” you
looked her in the eye as your voice broke. you could
tell she was trying to hide an emotion, by the way her
eyebrows twitched and her eyes darted from wall to
wall.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about. stop, y/n.”
she said monotonously, sitting down in her vanity
chair and easing a brush through her hair.
“wanna pass me a claw clip?” her tone changed, like
she was completely over it.
you watched her through the mirror, hating how you
felt like a neglected dog. you didn’t bite.
“fine. then i’ll.. i’ll go. crimp will be here soon.” you
picked up your jacket and opened the door.
“no.. no y/n don’t go, don’t go,” she looked panicked
and got up rushing to you , grabbing onto the sleeve
of your jacket. she let go almost instantly. you stood
there, looking at her with your head turned, and you
closed the door, not looking away from her.
“then talk to me.”
“i-i don’t, this isn’t.. good. for my image. for all of
them. i can’t have this, it would cause a wreck in the
media. it won’t work..” she stood so close to you, her
breathing shaky. you furrowed your eyebrows
slightly. it started to click, or so you thought.
“oh. oh, what because your fame is more important
than your feelings? is that it? velvet. you’re better
than this. don’t choose people who love you by first
impression over someone who would walk to the
ends of the earth for—“ she shook her head which
cut you off.
“no, that’s not..” her eyes began to glisten, trying to
fight her worst fear.
“i wish you were a boy.”
your blood ran cold. as if things couldn’t get any
worse, she pulls that card. you stood there like an
idiot; when you should’ve walked away there and
then. you couldn’t get yourself to.
“oh.” you couldn’t tell if you genuinely spoke or if it
was in your head. she batted her eyelashes at you
and it was similar to knives being plummeted in your
throat.
“this is just how it’s supposed to be. you’re supposed
to help me with clothes and makeup and be my
fashion designer , i just do what im—“
“i could make you feel more than any man ever
could. you know that.” you became slightly
aggravated. you knew she ddint actually want this,
and hell if you did. she turned around and you took
her wrist gently, stepping towards her.
“don’t run from this.”
“y/n, please,”
“we’re meant to be girls together, just try—“
“don’t push this, y/n, y/n i cant —“
“i wasn’t lying.” you said disconnectedly. she looked
back at you.
“if you ever asked me to do something crazy. i’d say
yes. if you asked me to climb mount Everest in a
dress, i’d say yes. if you asked me to be with you,”
you glided your hand down her arm and took her
hand.
“i’d say yes, and i love you.” you could feel the
magnet again, threatening to collapse out of
exhaustion.
“…don’t, don’t…” velvet found herself leaning towards
you with tears smudged at her waterline. and she
kissed you. and she kissed you with a sigh, with a
broken promise. a single tear from her fell to your
cheek, and somehow that pulled you closer together.
you broke apart, looking into eachother eyes, and
didn’t notice your hands squeezing with intertwined
fingers. you rose her hand up and pushed it against
her chest.
“figure yourself out first. you can’t rip my heart out
then eat it.” your own words hurt to say, but you
knew if things would work out, both of you needed
this.
she looked hurt, keeping her hand to her chest even
when you pulled yours away. velvet wiped her face
and cleared her throat. “okay.”
the door swung open.
“god damn janitors, jesus chr.. i just fell on my ass,
vel. no one knows how to dry floors apparently.”
veneer burger in whining , crimp following behind
him. you looked at him, then back at velvet.
who was staring at her nails.
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holy poop that took longer than it should’ve to write.. i’m sorry friends school and work is stressful and i’m trying to find time to work on this stuff 😞 anyway i loved writing this sm i think i captured velvets crudeness and soft side pretty well lolz, i’ll rewrite a happy ending if a lot of u want one bc i have so much tooth rotting fluff ideas for her 💗💗 anywayyyy im getting a couple of requests so ill make sure to get to them <3 TYSM FOR TJE SUPPORT AHAIN ILY ALL
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amethyst-halo · 3 months ago
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happy update day!!!!!! there's a tw for this one for struggles with eating talk or disordered eating talk so pls take care of urselves 💖
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rootsbe4branches-trolls · 5 months ago
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"A minute from home, but I feel so far from it"
(After his talk with Viva)
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Part 5
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Omg not the past timeline again… That’s younger Willow, as she appeared in this art
So to explain a little in the present Branch and Poppy after his talk with Viva are getting resources to rebuilt everything after world tour that was one month ago and they had to look for an old pod back in the tree, but who did that pod belong to before?
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purple-eyesgreydragon · 1 year ago
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Trolls World Tour vs Trolls Band Together
I had the idea of an au fanfiction. If Barb had won, taken over the world, the troll leaders including Poppy turned into rock zombies. But enough of each tribe escaped with the help of sympathetic rock trolls to start a rebellion. Floyd never got captured. But BroZone still gets back together, to save Branch. Is blood thicker and their bond stronger than the power of 6 strings? I mean the powerchord is of hard rock, and the family harmony can shatter diamond. What’s a harder rock than diamond?
Please Reblog after voting.
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vivianthepigeon · 11 months ago
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Poppy: “I made this friendship bracelet for you!”
Branch: “ah, you know, I’m not really a jewelry person.”
Poppy: “You don’t have to wear it-“
Branch: “No I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.”
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2blueberrylover2 · 5 months ago
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Y'all! Look at this absolutely BEAUTIFUL art that @tamagoneko did!!!
This will be from a future scene in "A Touch of Magic"
@tamagoneko absolutely killed it with these designs! Make sure check them out and give them a follow!
This is from a commission I requested with them.
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Character Designs belong to myself and @nigtmarerin!
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hey-hey-j · 9 months ago
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The final chapter of Whether You're a Brother is up! It's been a fun ride ♥️
(★my Ko-fi)
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