#Trolls Under the lights au

[toasted-melow]

Something about those sillies-

[Still thinking about ship name-]

Techno met veneer when he was 16 years old and veneer was 17 years old he was more than a friend to him he always loved him so much as veneer felt the same back he trusted him in everything they were like 2 frogs stick together

After the twin get arrested he felt he was uses by veneer cuz he lied about his talent so he thought veneer was also lying at him for his feelings, so he worked on himself and get famous which it was 2 good years of him working on himself and healing himself and did all his best to forget about him even when the twin get shine again ✨️

He still has that Lil flame in his heart each time he looked at veneer he felt warm in his heart but does all his best to forget it

Does he really hate him that much?

Or it was just an overthink?

Might write more about those 2

(Dont worey They gonna get along at the end heheh)

[bluerosefox]

Summoning the Summoner

Another summoning/long lost family au but with twist!

So Damian and his class are at Gotham museum for a small field trip for a school project. Thing is none of them knew until it was too late that the new museum curator was part of a cult that had plans to kidnap and sacrifice this class of kids for some ancient god/deity/spirit.

Damian barely manages to send a message to one of his brothers and to the cave before being knocked out when he sees his classmates dropping from knocknout gas.

When he wakes up the preparations for the sacrifice are almost ready. Damian being the most prominent person in the class is going to be the one chosen first. He is then taken to the alter and it begins after the whole villain speech. Damian does manage to get out of his bindings and tries to fight back, does lead them on a merry little chase to get more time for his family to come, nothing to Robiny though, but is forcibly restrained again.

Just as they bring Damian back to the alter none of them notice, or rather, care that Damian was bleeding from getting hit when they recaptured him. None of them notice when the blood dropped from his chin onto the summoning circle because the Batclan (any) just dropped into the room.

They did notice however when the summoning circle started glowing beneath them however.

And none of the cultists had time to finish the summoning chant.

Meaning the summoning circle was not under their control.

And before any of them could do anything, they are all ripped away from the Mortal Realm and everyone, Damian, his class, the cultists, and the Batfam in the room are pulled into the Infinite Realms.

They are no longer in the warehouse they were about to be sacrificed in but in a throne room. Surrounded by glowing floating people and some don't even look human.

And sitting on the throne was a teenager with a shoulder wrapped cape made of stars and galaxies, a crown of ice, stars, and aurora borealis lights shifting in between them, about Damian's age, with white hair and glowing green eyes who looked rather shocked.

The reason? Both him and Damian shared the same face.

-x-x-

Danny was annoyed as heck.

Ever since his crowning it was like every magic user from legendary to mediocre got a notice that a new Infinite Realms King had been crowned and that gave them the go ahead and try to freaking Summon him!

Luckily refusing a summons was well within Danny's Ghost King rights, he's King now he does what he wants (Sam's wise words), and the only summonings Danny answered were his friends and family (Dani is such a troll with it though, butttttt it does get him out of those annoying meetings sometimes and they get to hang out wherever she decided to stop at), sometimes he'd answer the odd teenage morons just to scare them (it's always fun)

Although there were a few summonings outside of that, that he had answered. Thankfully he could sense what kind of summoner was summoning him and intent was always a huge thing. And those that didn't feel like insane fruitloops well... Danny's curiosity often took over.

So imagine his annoyance when he felt another summon happening in the middle of a meeting with his council. But also imagine his surprise when the normally tight demands on the summoning wasn't there...

That meant...

Oh Danny was going to have a lot of fun with this.

This meant they summoning but don't have control on which way the summoning was going to go. Meaning, Danny could reverse summon them to him instead.

With a wide grin he instantly waved his hand and the meeting room shifted to his throne room, might as well pull out all the stops and play the "Big Bag Ghost King"

He could see his council (and good friends and allies) raise their eyebrows at him or tilt their heads but could also sense the attempted summonings power of him and knew he had something planned.

With a short laugh, Danny raised his hand, grasped on the invisible summoning line, and pulled.

Now he was expecting a good amount of people, the summoning felt large so that normally meant cultists but he was expecting so many! Heck some looked to be teenagers his age, and a few oddly dressed people besides the cultists! Oh boy did that mean sacrifices?! Well he'll be happy to put those cultists in their place if that was the case.

But first, find the summoner. Separate them from the group and -

Oh... why... why does he have Danny's face?!

Danny took a quick look at the normally invisible to everyone but him Summoning line and almost choked when he saw it was a sibling line, a blood sibling line.

[partywithoutsmiling]

Another AU that has been knocking around my mind for a while XD I call it Moonlit AU

It can be summed as such: Pop Trolls are pretty wild bunch when it comes to looks, varying in colours, flocking/fur patterns, glitter, freckles, hair, you name it

It got me thinking, what sort of thing would they find attractive in prospective partner? While singing/harmonizing could be a part of it (and ngl, that did made me think of the Happy Feet movies, as silly as those were), my mind turned towards more physical attributes

Thus, this AU was born- where one of the reasons why Pop trolls like to be most active at night (to party) is that a Moon's Light also allows them to appreciate fur/flocking patterns otherwise hidden, where the complexity and style varies from troll to troll, as is thought to show one's inner self

Contrary to what one would expect from the Princess (and future Queen) of Pop, Poppy's patterns are rather simple- but striking nonetheless, firm and bold stripes, like taking a wide brush to a canvas- straightforward but chaotic in their hardly orderly fashion Poppy struts her patterns; they are unique and dominant among the general showing of swirls, polka dots and flower like spottings She is aware her stripes are not considered the most attractive of features- too similar to that of a predatory critter, too sharp for who is supposed to be cheerful queen of equally cheerful people- but she is a romantic at heart and believes that when it will be time to choose a consort, those physical features are surface-level importance at best, and this is the mentality she has going forward, looking at the glowing marks of her friends and considering them equally beautiful no matter what.

Until she manages to spot Branch one night outside under the full moon light that is.

Branch's pattern, in high contrast to Poppy, is far more complex. Symetrical but delicate in its filigree, and far more detailed than anything the Princess has ever seen before. Usually, Branch ventures out only on moonless nights, as he feels the glow of his marks are too visible, too dangerous to just show out and about, for every dangerous predator to see- and it is purely bad luck when bad weather caughts him outside longer than he would have liked, and Poppy manages to catch the sight of him while he is completely unaware he had been seen.

All her conviction flies right out of the window, as she looks at his delicate patterning and her mind just goes blank and - Oh

Usually she would have called out to him, ask him to come to a party- but she feels mesmerized, hypnotized by the elegance of the filigree, and her mind longs for a way to memorate it forever- with a photo, or a painting- and she stares at the entrance of his bunker long after he vanished inside, completely stupefied and wrong footed.

Before, Poppy hardly ever gave Branch a thought, when it came to this part of Pop Troll culture; as part of her, guiltily, sort of assumed that with his lack of colour, his patterning would be rather bland as well- and besides, it's not like he ever shown a desire to participate in courting dances.

But now she is left with sudden new, and unexpected feeling- her heart and breath going now a bit faster everytime she catches a glimpse of him from now on, her cheeks flushing and her tail wagging in excitement

(Her desk's drawer is filled with failed cut out scrapbook pieces of leaves and tiny detailed filigree, as she attempts to journal her sudden and new discover and cant get it quite right)

Tldr; Pop Trolls have fur/flocking patterns that appear only under the moon's light, and Poppy finds Branch's so irresistibly attractive she hardly knows what to do with herself

This pushes her to try and spend more time with him- just spend time with him, no trying to push him to go to parties with her or trying to get him to sing or hug

For his part, Branch is both secretly pleased his own crush is now paying more attention to him than to Creek (who is not happy with this development) but also holy shit Poppy is paying more attention to him, so it is kind of unnerving for him, freaking him out

[finnylemon]

🌲The Neverglade Trails🧊

More Below 🎉 Poppy meets John Dory??? Fic update as the adventure continues ✨️ EVERYONE forgets about Poppy's master manipulator skills? She knows just how to press Branchs every button and you KNOW that stuff would correlate directly onto the brothers, especially John >:3

I included a snipit from the fic of this scene >:3 enjoy!!

Not wanting to leave the pink troll to fend for herself in the approaching storm, John Dory hesitated on inviting her onboard. Poppy tore through the contents of her bag, taking out Branch's vest she had stashed in the knapsack.

She sharply inhaled as she held back tears, her ears folding back completely against her skull. She threw the garment aside, grabbing the thick leather book she had been carrying as well. She opened Branch's journal to the page she had turned to last: John Dory. Her eyes widened as she remembered the red ink that had scribbled out the page, scrawling “Do Not Contact” in Branch’s pristine handwriting.

“He was right.” Poppy croaked out, but it was loud enough for John Dory to catch on the wind. “You abandoned him. I don't know why I expected anything else…” Her ears stayed folded, her heart swelling with emotion. She couldn't let Branch down. She couldn't fail him. She let tears spill from her face as she started to sob, clutching the book and leafy vest in her hands as she folded over herself.

“I didn't abandon him.” John Dory sounded, alerting Poppy. She jolted, not having heard him approach. The wind had picked up quite a lot more, Poppy’s hair now beginning to blow into her face. “I went back to the Troll Tree. Everyone was gone.” John Dory pulled at his shirt collar, reliving his traumatic experience with this Troll he had met only minutes prior.

Poppy stared up at the older Troll, tears colliding with raindrops as they started to spill from the sky. John Dory’s hair and tail blew against the wind, giving him a more menacing presence than Poppy was ready for.

Lighting turned the sky white behind John Dory, reflecting off of Poppy's eyes as she didn't look away from the man above her. Her face stayed trained on a stare, unwavering from eye contact with the oldest of Branch’s brothers.

“That's what he said to Floyd.” Poppy’s voice strangely held no emotion. “That you abandoned him first.”

She could see that struck a nerve with John Dory, watching his brow furrow at the Pink Troll. Poppy pressed on the nerve. “And he’ll die still believing it.”

You can find her on AO 3 under "Finnylemon" OR "Alone Together (Floyd & Branch Trapped AU)"

[omaano]

SW Hades AU May Status Update

I wanted to make a dedicated post about what I’m currently working on for the Star Wars meets Hades AU that looks more consistent than just sharing bits and pieces whenever I’m tagged in a Last Line Challenge. Because what else do I have but the poly sketch requests and this AU for my weekends? (If nothing else I know that the Hades AU has got me XD)

Other updates: June - July - August

For now Obi-Wan and Maul are stuck at the same stage: they are both lined, have their base colours down as well as the two adjustment layers of coloured lighting.

I suspect if I were ever to get through the agonozing few hours of shading Obi-wan’s face it would be mostly smooth sailing from there. The problem is that there are at least 2 - if not 3 - separate stages where the shaded face looks like I have no idea what I’m doing, and you need to get through the whole thing before it really comes together 😅 on the other hand Hades 2 has a lot of the directional shading I might need for his character art so that might help to get me there.

It also needs to be said that Obi-Wan comes with the extra disadvantage that is the entire background behind him. I’m really hyped to line it finally, it is quite a challenge, but at the same time I’m slowly coming to the realization that I have no idea how I will colour it. Hades backgrounds are so so pretty and full of details and gorgeous colours, and while I’m not delusional enough to think I could match that on first try… I still wish I could, you know? At the same time I will have to erase or recolour a lot of my lines, which will hurt quite a bit, I imagine. I’m so bad at killing my darlings 😅 also I hate laying down flat colours. I just find it very difficult to immerse myself in that process, while lining and shading can have their flow.

I had covered up so many lines and details in Maul’s spider parts it’s a miracle I didn’t cry XD However, tips on grouping my shadows and allowing the shape to speak for itself and the details in them are very helpful and on point.

Worrying over writing dialogue for them is also not as far down my to-do list as I wish it were. I have a good enough idea for a quip for Obi-wan, but Maul? He’d need a whole melodramatic rant of his own XD

Aphra has gotten some new lines and I had fixed the satchel I had forgotten the last time I shared the rough sketch for her, thanks to the new character art for Hades 2! Seeing Odysseus and Hermès’s updated looks were great helps here, so I might as well move on to lining her, and finally adding another female character to the roster on top of Ahsoka!

And then there is the biggest update on these little guys below! I will need to clean up the ones I had drawn for Cobb and Boba (and Din) well over a year ago, but with these my version of chtonic companions are done, and thanks to @lesquatrechevrons I have a full list of keepsakes for each character as well. I’m not very good at drawing these little tchotchkes (I say with Rex’s blaster right there LOL) but I hadn’t been very good at lineart or cell shading when I started this project either, so through forced practice I’m determined to change that :D

(It’s not a screwdriver under Boga, it’s one of Cody’s antennas. “It will grow back, don’t worry,” he says as he snaps it off his pauldron and hands it over to Din. Rex backs him up on that one without question. They can't lie for shit but trolling the shiny is their thing.)

Additional fun fact: the reason why I’d picked up the chtonic companions concepts was because I’d been poking at minor details in the background behind Maul (aside from the Chaos doors), and I started adding credits and recoloured nectar to the corner (before I realized that they wouldn’t be visible once the character interaction comes up oops), and I tried to figure out to whose keepsakes Maul would react favorably. I also mixed up companion dolls and keepsakes, so that’s why the Ahsoka doll came to being (I also forgot that that one belongs to Rex, and not Ahsoka herself but uh… they are close enough that they should count by proxy anyway. It’s not Obi-wan’s cup of tea and that should be enough!). Also bless @mapleowl18 for suggesting Lil Soka as companion for Rex ❤️

So this is the current state of this AU project right now. I have my lists and notes, a few scribbled pose ideas in my sketchbook for Sabine (she might be next, unless Bo and her Nite Owls make a comeback), Satine and Omega (with Batcher), as well as some angry scribbles and question marks for Quinlan (who has apparently made his way back into this AU even though he didn’t get a little icon of his own originally orz), and Obi-wan The Second that would stand with Cody post reunion, but I cannot make that one work for now 😅

[st4rbe0m]

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ FIX THIS FIXER UPPER - YJW

🍀 now playing - fixer upper from disney's Frozen 🍀 contents - frozen au, from the fairytales collection - click on my masterlist for Hoon's version!! implied cheating (cuz of the hans fiance), light angst, emotionally constipated jungwon, implied kissing 🍀 wc - 1.1K 🍀 a/n - kristoff lowkey underrated as hell icl, might make a part 2 :p

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We're not sayin' you can change him 'Cause people don't really change We're only saying that love's a force That's powerful and strange

The ice in your heart is spreading and not only you, but even Jungwon is acutely aware of this fact, as his fingers dig into the reins of his reindeer. He knew as soon as you emerged from your older sister’s ice castle, shivering uncannily, that something was wrong. Not that shivering in July was anything odd - not with the predicament Arendelle was under. But it was the way your eyes were downcast and you were clutching your chest that sent a sense of emergency through him, and he knew only his adoptive grandfather - the Elder Troll would have the solution to their problem. The way the reindeer’s eyes would flit back to him, questioningly, made him remember how he was breaching all of his rules of getting close to others just for this princess - a princess who was already engaged, nonetheless. 

You were unimpressed as he stood in the middle of the clearing in the woods, surrounded only by some moss covered rocks. All your years of isolation did have you a bit clueless about the world around you, outside the vast castle that often seemed like prison than home. But you knew for a fact that moss covered rocks wouldn’t be able to thaw your heart. That was until the rocks began rumbling eerily, and tumbled down all at once, grindingly as they morphed into little creatures about a foot tall near yours and Jungwon’s legs. Several pairs of eyes blinked at you both, and then broke into a cacophony of voices and exclamations. “Jungwon’s back!” “Jungwon’s back and he brought a girl!”, were the common phrases being gleefully yelled by the trolls around you.

Jungwon and you were similar in the way you both were raised, in the sense of your shared loneliness. While being shut away in the palace due to your sister’s powers made you desperate for any sort of experience, Jungwon’s childhood with the trolls made him averse to people. But you both craved a little bit of love. And up till now you believed you had found it in the princely fiance you had waiting back for you at home. “Oh, I’m so happy to meet you dear! Gosh, we thought Wonie here would turn into a rock himself the way he hasn’t met anyone in all these years we’ve had him!”, said a troll with a kindly, motherly face. From the fond way she spoke about him, you could tell this was the troll that had adopted the role of being Jungwon’s mother. “Sorry, what?” you puzzled yourself. And the trolls who had obviously misread the situation seemed to understand this too. 

“Come on dear, I know he’s not the best, but he’s just a bit of a fixer upper!”. “Is it because of his cat-like tendencies?”. It seemed that the trolls had begun a musical recitation of all the ways Jungwon was a bit different than the rest, and Jungwon just stood there absolutely mortified. 

“I bet it’s because of the way he always has twigs in his hair!”, “But you’ll never meet someone as sensitive and sweet.”, cooed a smaller troll. “He’s socially impaired!”, a gruff voice cut in, fondly ruffling his hair, “But a fixer upper is nothing love can’t fix!”. 

And between the voices singing and the way your amused grin grew larger, Jungwon cried out with a large cry, “Enough!”. This made the trolls stop mid-movement, shocked at this outburst. “She’s engaged to someone else!”, he explained with a huff of his breath. 

Blink. Blink. 

The trolls gathered in a circle amongst themselves, the little snowman you both had managed to befriend along the way joining in on the shenanigans for no reason other than entertainment.

“So she’s a bit of a fixer upper too, I see”, said one of the trolls, and immediately the one opposite him replied, “She’s gotta be fixed up too!”, the rest agreed. Discussions in hushed whispers continued, still agreeing that the best way to fix these fixer uppers was with each other, until the smallest of the lot cut in with his nasally voice and a wink, “And by the way, there’s no ring”. The flurry of moss-woven blankets and the crowns fashioned of sticks was hurriedly put on the both of you, happening so fast that Jungwon couldn’t stop them. And just like that you giggled at the way he stood opposite you in the pit holed into the ground, the way his eyes widened in surprise. The giggle caught his attention, which made his gaze soften. He had indulged himself enough, but couldn’t bear to stop. The glowing gemstones made your complexion seem more ethereal than normal. The pit was rather small, and he was backed into his heels, your toes touching the tips of his snow boots. He was absolutely enraptured. In true love almost. It seemed that something possessed the both of you, the way he bent his neck just to be a little closer to where your lips were, soft and inviting. And you couldn’t find it in yourself to move away, any thought of the man you’d just met before you'd set off on this adventure with Jungwon disappearing from your brain. Sure he was wonderful. But you’d only known him for a day. But Jungwon, whom you’d known for a week now, still had so many layers to him that you wanted to peel back individually and unravel to learn. His eyes are dangerously low on your face, and you’re not any better. The trolls harmonizing behind you were counting down to when the thread holding you both back would just snap. Then, it did. He smells of pine, you thought, and he was losing his mind in the strawberry in your breath that he was sure he could taste if he just moved half an inch more. The sharp pain in your heart was so intense it had you buckling at the knees, making Jungwon deftly catch you in concern. Clutching your chest, a heavier rolling sound of stone made you both look to where the Elder Troll, who was awoken by the thrumming of magic, had appeared. Explaining the severity of your condition, and how the ice in your heart would have you frozen to death made Jungwon nervous. He couldn’t even fathom losing you like that, irregardless of how short of a time you’d known each other. He was sure that for you, he was ready to brave any snow storm. “And how do we stop it?”, he asked urgently, ready to do anything to have the cold in your heart to melt and for you to be better again. “Only an act of true love can thaw a frozen heart.” Grandpabby said reverently. And Jungwon could almost feel his own heart freeze in a painful squeeze as you uttered your fiance’s name in a breath of cold air.

[ijjstlostthegame]

Yknow what? Fuck it we ball, imma share the au but im sorry for any typos in advance

"An actual leader" AU

In this au after the perfect family harmony doesnt work, even tho they end up in a fight, the brothers dont keave, tgey kind of stay mad at JD for a long time and JD is too stubborb to apologize

So they're like at a standstill wuth each other

Until the great escape comes long

Thats when it gets bad

When they escape through the tunnels the bergans find them and start digging

While the bros run through the tunels, the tjing starts collapsing on them, and seeing as their way is gonna be cut off from them JD grabs a hold of his bros and pushes them further as a last effort in hopes they make it

They do

But he doesn't

Left behind at a dead end him and the trapped trolls start to navigate for an alternate way to get out and meet up with the other trolls

That doesnt hapoen as bergans find them

JD immediately leapd into actiob, adrenalin pumping in his vains, distracting the bergans as much as he possibly could until all trolls are out

He unfortunately doesn't leave unscathed as when he was running away he niticed a little girl about to get crushed in the tunnels, pushibg her out of the way of rubble his leg gets caughg under and it gets crushed

That later on leads to the fact that he needs to amputate it

Said girl he saves btw ends up being viva

Now him and these trolls need to leave and never look back, find a place to settle in and call "home", he later on find himself taking the role of their leader without realising, old habits die hard it seems, and thus the putt-putt were under his responsibility

On tge otger side however, his brothers who escaped fully belive that tgeir brotger died, i mean who woukd survive that? And their world comes crashing down at that, they lost grandma the last trollstice, and now tgey lost john

And worst of all they lost him withoyt getting to make up or make thibgs right between them, he died thinking they hated him

All three, spruce, clay and Floyd lose colours and thibgs never are the same again, branch seems to be the onky one amongst them to keep a hold of happiness, but no matter how hard he tries to be tgeur beacon of light and happiness, to bribg back tgeir colours, it never works

[lycheedr3ams]

Death's Angel

Part 2: Playing with Fire

royal!fem!reader x executioner!konig

Summary: It's 1554. You're one of the eight daughters of the Austrian royal family, and your parents do everything they can to ensure their kingdom is prosperous and peaceful. No royal court is complete without their hand-picked executioner, one who stands out against the sea of black, faceless bodies that make up the profession. It just so happens that your family's new executioner, one who has made a name for himself far and wide for his skill with the axe, has caught your eye and ruined you for good.

Warnings: MDNI! Mentions of smut, eventual filthy smut, mutual pining, forbidden love, death (konig is an executioner duh), mean sisters, mentions of medieval-type violence, overbearing parents, konig is brooding and a perv, some predator/prey dynamics, maybe dark themes bc reader likes seeing him kill people and bc he's a perv?

Part 1 | Part 3

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series inspired by the art below!

It's only been a week since konig carried out his first execution at your castle, but you've seen him more times in those few days than you saw your old executioner in 10 years. You found any excuse at all to even just glimpse at him. He was sharpening his axe outside the blacksmith's hut? Suddenly, you remembered you left something outside that just so happened to be right by the blacksmith. He was scrubbing his clothes in the nearby stream? You were planning on dipping your feet in the cool water anyway.

his eyes would linger on you whenever you were in his proximity, but he was always silent. even when you politely wished him "good morning" when you went out of your way to see him, or sent a kind smile his way, all you were met with was a pair of unblinking eyes concealed by a hood as dark as the void. was he playing hard to get? you almost forgot yourself. you are a fucking princess, after all. and he's the new executioner with so much blood on his hands that he'll never be able to scrub off, who has cut off more heads than days he's spent on this earth. he had no business even looking or breathing in your direction.

and yet he still did.

his eyes always found you, even during the rare times you didn't notice him in your proximity. he'd watch the way your dress perfectly hugged your hips, or how perfect your feet looked under the cool water of the stream. on the rare occasions he was able to make direct eye contact with you, his gaze was unwavering. unblinking. he simply couldn't miss a second of anything with you.

your sisters giggled about him, making fun of how tall he was. you defended him each time, but that only led them to teasing you. they wondered why you were sticking up for the troll who lived in the basement of the castle in the most untouchable servants' quarters, where even the light of the torches couldn't reach. you covered your motivations simply by stating your morality, that all people deserve to be treated equally. your sisters got a rise out of that.

you had to be more careful moving forward. if you sisters saw you around the untouchable behemoth you defended, what would they say if they saw you looking at him, smiling at him? You didn't care about your own status or image. It was him you were worried about. so you kept your interactions with him contained within curious glances and smiles when no one was looking. and he drank it all like you were the fountain of youth. but you wouldn't know it, the way his face was always perfectly veiled. a wall.

the autumn harvest ball was finally here. everyone in the castle was preoccupied with something: your parents with looking as perfect as they could, your sisters securing love interests, the servants bustling around the castle, the knights on guard. every living being in the castle tonight was alive and buzzing.

except him. except the untouchable ones who lurked in the castle basement. an unspoken blight on the royal family, yet a necessity for the peace. as you sat in your chair at the family table that overlooked the banquet hall, you wondered what konig was doing right now. had he even eaten? with all the food that needed to be prepared for the banquet, it was likely that his own meal had been overlooked. could he cook his own food? surely he could, but did he even have food to cook, or pots and a fire to cook with? you'd never been down to the lowest servants' quarters, where it smells cold and damp and whispers echo in dark corners. yet your worry for the brooding giant below could not be quelled.

"mother," you leaned over as you whispered. "i am feeling unwell. I might be catching a cold. I think I'm going to lie down for a while."

your mother looked concerned and began to wave some servants over. "they'll tend to you. please come back as soon as you are well again."

your sisters were too busy buttering up whatever sorry chap they each managed to enchant to see you being escorted to your room by some servants. you formulated a plan as they walked you to your room.

"i'm still a bit hungry, would you mind bringing me a plate of food?" you asked one servant. she quickly ran off with a bow. the other servant helped you out of your formal gown and into a much more comfortable and loose dress, but one that still showed your figure. your mother insisted that you always look comely, even in the privacy of your own room. the other servant came back with some food, while the other began to dap your forehead with a cloth.

"you two are dismissed. I've got it from here. thank you," you said with a smile as you took the cloth from the girl. They bowed silently and left you in your room. you leaned against your wooden door and listened until their footsteps could no longer be heard.

You wrapped the plate of food - which had the finest chicken, the best quality of cheeses and fruits - with a spare clean cloth from your drawer. you put on a slight cloak and pulled it over your head, tucked the wrapped plate under your arm precariously, and quietly shut your door as you left your room.

the only issue was, you didn't exactly know how to get down to the basement. there was never any need for you to be there. but luck was on your side, since all servants were in the banquet hall, so no one could see how you snuck around the castle, opening side doors and going down staircases only to get to a dead end. the food was growing cold, and you became worried. finally, you found the passageway down to the basement. but it was guarded by two knights.

you shook your head to yourself. they're technically you're knights, who are they to say where you can and cannot go in your own castle? you walked right by them with a bowed head, as if you frequented the bowels of the castle, and carefully looked around for anything that could pass as an executioner's quarters. it took a while for your eyes to adjust to the low light - you were always used to the well-lit, stained-glass hallways of the main areas. you quietly creeped down a stone hallway, shivering in the cold. you passed by small rooms with no doors and hay beds on the floor, and felt disgusted. how could your parents treat their own servants like this? you kept going, and the hallway ended at a staircase, spiraling down into the earth. this must be the way to konig's quarters, you thought. so, you braced yourself and carefully descended down the stairs.

you reached a point where there was almost no light, and began to be afraid, when you finally saw a single torch at the bottom of the staircase. there was a single door at the bottom, and it was shut. you collected your breath, straightened your back, and knocked a lot more timidly than you had meant.

you heard a wooden chair squeak as he got up and walked towards the door. you heard shuffling of cloth - had his mask been off? and you looked up at him nervously when he slowly opened the door. even in the low light, you could see how wide his eyes were to see you there. he thought you looked perfect, all doe-eyed looking up at him. vulnerable. he could drag you in his room and take you right now if he wanted. but he instead stared at you with his eyes almost popping out of his head.

you cleared your throat and brought the covered plate out from its hiding place underneath your arm. you held it up to him with both hands, saying nothing. your shaking hands told him all he needed to know.

"you shouldn't be here," were the first words he ever spoke to you. your heart dropped.

you blushed and spoke quietly, staring at his chest rather than his eyes that seemed to burn right through you. "i...i didn't know if you had eaten...since all the food in the castle is for the harvest...please...i want you to have this." you held up the plate again and closed your eyes, prepared for him to slam the door your face, when you felt the weight of the plate being lifted from your hands.

he took the plate and stared down at you. "thank you," he barely whispered. you perked back up and looked at him, the fear in your face now morphed into a mixture of happiness and concern. you were practically serving yourself on that plate for him. after a moment of staring at each other, you realized he wasn't going to speak again.

"i hope you like the food," you said timidly as you stared down what almost seemed to be the devil himself. this man was so dark and brooding, like a horrible thunderstorm that was standing at a respectable distance from you, just waiting for the right gust of wind to blow him your way.

konig wordlessly turned around and made a bee line for the crude wooden table in his living quarters. he left the door open. an invitation? you looked at him, spooked, but his back was to you as he sat down and removed the cloth from the plate. you tiptoed your way inside his room and looked around. there was a modest bed in one corner, the table he sat at with two splintered wooden chairs, and a rotted chest at the foot of the bed. you approached the table cautiously, afraid he might turn and sink his teeth into you, before you sat down at the other chair across from him.

he ate the food with his hands, which you found oddly endearing. if you saw any other person doing that, you would've been disgusted. but the way he carefully pulled apart the chicken and reached up into his mask to eat, almost like how an elephant eats, tugged on your heartstrings. you noticed, however, that he was eating very fast. almost like he was starved. looking around, you didn't notice any other plates in the room.

"i trust you're being fed well?" you asked, not bothering to hide the concern dripping from your voice. he glanced up at you before returning to his meal. "please tell me if you're not being fed enough -"

"i am," he roughly uttered as he swallowed a large piece of chicken.

"the way you're eating, it looks like you haven't eaten in days," you observe with a slightly teasing tone to your voice. he finally finished eating and wiped his hands on his pants.

"not your concern," he said as he gently threw the cloth you wrapped the plate with across the table. despite his rough words, you knew his intentions. there was no bite, no malice, in his tone. as a princess, you weren't supposed to be worried about him. you weren't even supposed to look at him. and here you were, in the executioner's room, making sure he's being fed and cared for.

"keep it," you say as you shake your hand. "you might need it for something. and I know it's not my concern, but I do want to make sure that you..." you cleared your throat and blushed "and everyone else in this castle is well taken care of."

konig stared at you so intently that you felt glued to your chair. your heart stopped in your chest.

"you play with fire, princess."

your breathing got deeper, which did not go unnoticed by him. princess was literally your title. it wasn't supposed to make your panties soaked or your nipples hard when you were called that. especially not when you were called that by the executioner. in his room. in the lowest part of the castle. he could have you screaming his name, and no one would be any wiser.

"there's nothing wrong with fire," you clumsily tried to flirt, or ease the tension. you weren't sure. "it's warm. it keeps us safe from beasts. brings us together."

"it burns. destroys." he said deeply.

you gulped. "yes, it can do that as well. you just have to handle it properly."

konig was near speechless at your effortless banter, the way you tried to convince him that he wasn't whatever beast he thought he was. he fell silent and stood up abruptly from his chair. he looked at you, almost confused, before walking towards the door.

"you should go," he said as he stood by the door with his hand holding it open.

part of you wanted to tease him, wanted to tell him that you wanted to stay. but he was probably right. if your sisters or mother found out you were away from your room for too long, things could get bad. you stood up and walked towards the door. you were about to wish him goodnight as you passed the entryway when he spoke again from behind you.

"you always stare at me," he stated plainly.

You turned and blushed as you looked past his muscular frame and at the wooden table. "does it bother you?"

"no."

feeling a surge of confidence, you smiled up at him. "goodnight, konig. i'm glad you enjoyed the food."

you nodded your head at him in respect before sneaking back up to your room. when he shut the door behind you and threw off his hood, he couldn't admit to himself how red his face was, or how his cock strained in his pants. he didn't tell you how he had never had food of such high quality before, or that a girl has never shown him kindness like you did. he didn't tell you the things he wanted to do to you as you sat timidly in that chair. how he would have rather been feasting on your core than the chicken you so kindly brought him.

and you let him keep the cloth. you were so innocent, he almost felt bad.

taglist: @kneelingshadowsalome

[simplydannie]

Vaughn Montegue

Forgot to mention a little node to my friend @jules0511 in this story 🥰 the mantis!

A storyline set in the Under Rageous AU:

Floyd knows the dangers the twins face in Rageous, both upper and lower. As fate would have it, he rescues them and brings away from it all… but now… twins have been taken… along with his brother. Taken by someone you don’t want to mess around with…

The twins sat in the back seat of the black vehicle as it made its way further down to the depths below. A series of columns and layers separated Mount Rageous from the under-city. The deeper they went, the lights from the city above began to slowly fade.

Velvet and Veneer sat quietly in the back seat staring out the windows… Their nerves began to kick in…Especially Veneer. All they had on them were the clothes given to the by the detention center: two red oversized hoodies and black combat boots. A tight mini skirt for Velvet and skinny jeans for Veneer. Veneer was able to claim his purple beanie again while Velvet fidgeted with the pink bracelet around her wrist ....They both knew where they were going…they knew this car all too well, at one point they had owned dozens of them. They were being taken back to their father….

Veneer turned to his sister, “...Vels?”

She remained silent. He knew a part of her was still angry at him for what he did those couple months back. They were living the life they had wanted, they were finally making a name for themselves like they had planned…but at what cost? Veneer saw the tides changing, Velvet was blind to it. He had to do it.

“Vels, maybe things will be different. Maybe if we just talk to dad about everything…”

“Talk to him about what, Veneer? How we ran away? How we wanted to make a name for ourselves that didn’t involve the Montegue burden? Oh yeah, i’m so sure he’s going to understand all that.”

“Maybe he will. Him bailing us out like that…that means he….he still cares….right?”

“God, how are you so clouded? He only cares because the business and everything goes to us when he’s dead and gone! Don’t you remember how hard he was on us?”

“...No…I don’t think that’s true…”

“Then you’re a moron.” She crossed her arms facing away from her brother. Something in Veneer began to fuse…

“Me? Clouded? A moron? Who was the one losing it back at the Rage Dome show? That sure wasn’t me. That was you!”

“Look at that. Little Ven finally found his voice.”

“I’m trying to talk to you as your brother!”

“Well my brother is dead. He died back up there when he outed us in front of the whole damn city!”

PLOP!

Something was heard landing on top of the vehicle. The twins glanced at each other…

“....What was that?”

“Might’ve just hit something. Now simmer down. We’ll be with your father in no time.” One guard said.

“What’s taking so long?” Velvet demanded.

“Safety. We can't take the same road all the time.”

Velvet huffed and rolled her eyes. She leaned back on the seat crossing her arms…

PLOP!

The sound was heard again…

“What the heck…”

From Veneer’s shoulder popped a little pink haired Troll, “Hey Ven.” Veneer let out the highest squeal one would ever hear. The guards up front panicked, swerving the car, pulling it into a hault. Velvet quickly reached over and grabbed Floyd in her hand before they could see.

“WHAT THE HELL! WHAT HAPPENED?” One guard said holding a gun.

“What do you think happened? My idiot brother saw something on the side of the road…Probably something dead…” Velvet rolled her eyes.

“Well for goodness sake, knock it off!” The guard said, turning back around.

“Yeah whatever.” With a click of a button, Velvet rolled up the divider covering the guards, allowing them some privacy in the back seat. Opening her fist she let Floyd down on the seat in between her and her brother. “What the hell do you want, Troll?”

“You still can’t call me by my name?” Floyd said.

Velvet scowled, “Never. You’re dead to me and Veneer.” Veneer glanced at her and looked down at Floyd.

“How did you get all the way down here? How did you find us?” Veneer asked.

“Long story…Well not really, just not important. What’s important is for me to ask you this…Do you guys really want to go back to your father?” The Troll looked between both of them. Veneer was the one lost in thought for a moment before speaking….

“....I….”

But Velvet answered for him, “No. We would rather go anywhere than back home with him.”

“Then you guys would be looking for a way out of this?” Floyd asked again.

“What do you think, Troll?”

“But…I…” Veneer attempted to talk again.

“Shut it, Veneer.”

Veneer leaned back against the seat, a sigh coming out of his lips…Truthfully, he did want to see his father again. He wanted to see if things could be mended between them…He loved his dad, and he was sure Velvet did too.

“..Then I’ll take that as an answer.” Floyd made his way up to Veneer’s head, reaching up, he knocked at the top of the vehicle.

“....What was that for?” Veneer asked. His answer came in the form of yelps from the guards sitting up front. Velvet rolled down the divider to find the guard's view blocked by a white armadillo bus plastered against the front window… Veneer smiled, recognizing the little creature immediately. He saw a guard reaching over, pulling out his gun.

“Wait no!” He reached over and grabbed the guard's hand, causing him to swerve the vehicle.

“Let go kid!”

“Don’t shoot it!”

Floyd hopped over to the front of the car, “Floyd!” Velvet called out. While Veneer struggled taking the gun away from the guard, Floyed ran to the buttons up front, pressing them, rolling down the windows.

“Squash the Troll!” The other guard yelled.

SWOOSH!

Swinging in were more little Trolls, slingshotting into the guards stunning them for just a moment.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this!” Branch said landing on the dashboard. One guard started pounding away, attempting to squash him flat.

“Oh no you dont! Bombs away!” John Dory swung in hitting the guard square in the eye. Rhonda crawled getting on Velvet’s lap.

“Ew!” She scowled as the creature began to drool on her leg. Floyd unhooked the seatbelts from the guards while they were distracted. He unlatched the doors of the vehicle.

“Branch! John! Now!” He called out. With a final single swing, the brothers looped around and hit both guards square in the forehead. They went tumbling out of the vehicle and onto the road, rolling and whimpering as they hit the ground. The vehicle began to swerve from side to side, losing its sense of direction.

“OH CRAP!” Veneer quickly jumped into the drivers and took control, his hands shaking on the steering wheel. He looked in the rearview mirror to see the guards had gotten back-up and began to chase them down.

“What the heck was that?” Velvet demanded. She moved her way over to the front seat next to her brother, staring down at the three small Trolls.

“Don’t look at me, this was all Floyds idea. Mission: Get the ungrateful twins out of Rageous.” Branch added.

Velvet crossed her arms, “Really get us out? And take us where?”

“For starters, back to BergenTown. They have accommodations big enough for you two for the time being.” John Dory chimed in.

A quizzical look came across Velvets face, “BergenTown?”

Veneer panicked at the driver's seat, “Guys I still don’t know where I’m going!”

“Just trust me Vels, we’ll work it out when we get back. You really think Rageous is the best place for you after everything that has happened?” Floyd said. Velvet pursed her lips. What other choices did they have? Go back and see if they were still in good favor with the Mistress after their little fiasco…Or return to the under-city… to their father.

“.....Fine….We’ll go….For now.”

Floyd smiled, “Perfect! Veneer turn this car around and head back the way you were coming. From there you’ll just follow my directions.”

“That’ll lead me past the guards.”

“Just run them over.” Branch said.

“WHAT?!”

“Don’t mind him. Just do it Vennie. Trust me.”

With a small hesitation, Veneer swerved the vehicle back around to head back up the column….So close to their father… yet so far…

We’ll be back dad, Veneer thought.

The drive took hours.

It took them back through the city of Mount Rageous. Velvet had stared out the glistening lights, listening to it’s sounds…Remembering what they once had…and now, that was gone. As he drove, Veneer casted a glance towards his sister, a hint of guilt coursing through…

They made it out of the city and out into the highway leading away…the lights of Mount Rageous fading the farther and farther as they drove. Well, that’s it. Will I ever see it again? The question replayed over and over in Velvet’s mind as she continued to stare out the window.

They all rode in silence. Rhonda asleep in the back seat, the three Trolls sitting on the dashboard staring out the front window. It was Veneer who finally broke the silence:

“How did you know where to find us?”

Floyd contemplated his response, “I got your letter.” He looked at the male Rageon.

“You did?!” Veneer responded with a smile.

“Yeah. I responded…but I never heard back. I responded again, and again. But nothing. Eventually my letters were getting returned from where I was sending them from. That’s when I figured something out, someone was keeping me from reaching out to you… I figured Mistress was trying to get back to you.”

“....Well you weren’t entirely wrong.” Velvet finally spoke up, “Her goons came to pay us a visit. Offering another chance. In exchange, they bail us out.”

“...You guys didn’t take it.”

“We said we would think about it…It wasn’t long before a bail was sent for us. We thought it was her…but then we found out we were being taken back to Under Rageous. We knew who it was right away.” Velvet finished.

“...It was fate. We came just in time..” Floyd sighed in relief.

Branch scoffed, “...I don’t know about fate Floyd…This all doesn’t seem like a good idea. If there dad is as bad as you told me, then we’re in SERIOUS trouble.”

“...He’s not that bad…” Veneer protested.

“Kid, your dad is a mafia crime lord. That seems pretty bad to me.” John Dory said.

Veneer pouted, “...He's not that bad…He’s….He’s been a little lost ever since…” His voice trailed off. Velvet side-eyed her brother, she knew what he had wanted to say.

“Ever since what Ven?”

“....Nothing….” Veneer continued to keep his eyes on the road. They continued to ride in silence a while longer before John Dory called out.

“Here! Take a right down this road here.”

Veneer turned the wheel to make the way down the bumpy, dusty road. The sun had long since set and the moonlight lit everything around them. The twins couldn’t help but marvel at the sights…They had never set foot out of Rageous before. They were accustomed to the synthetic nature of it all and reality hit them like a ton of bricks. There were actual living trees and animals. Away from the constant lights that lit Rageous, they could see the sky actually had stars like some books said.

“...Woah….” Veneer exclaimed.

“Okay…What the hell is that?” Velvet pointed to the buildings that began to appear on the horizon.

“BergenTown. That’s what you’ll be calling home until we get things sorted I guess.” Branch said.

Veneer held a face of amazement as they grew nearer, while Velvet’s was twisted in disgust, “A castle?”

“Yep. King Gristle of the Bergens lives here. He extends his welcome and hospitality to both of you. Has some pretty nice rooms set up for you in the castle too.” John Dory added.

“Cool Vels we get to stay in a castle!” Veneer beamed as he pulled the vehicle in through the gates and towards the Bergen castle.

“I don’t know if I would call this much of a castle…” Velvet murmured. The road took them down towards a giant tree at the center of the town. “What’s this? They worship some kind of tree god or something?”

The small Troll brothers frowned, “No…That was…Or still is the Troll tree. Serves different purposes now than it did before…” Branch replied.

“Like what?”

“....A story for another time kid.” Was all the Troll said. Their vehicle came to a halt at the foot of the Bergen castle. Waiting for them at the front were two small Bergens, and one tiny Troll. The twins walked out of the vehicle taking in their surroundings…uncertainty still clouded Velvet, but Veneer was more than excited about everything, mainly about being in the outside world for the first time. Something small caught his eye near the tree.

“Woah Vels check this out!” He scooped something up in his hand.

“What?” She squealed as her brother opened his hands to reveal a small bug, “GET AWAY GET AWAY!!!

“It’s just a… unmm… I think it’s called a Laying Mantis. No. Praying Lantis… no that’s not right either…”

“…. Praying Mantis….” Branch said.

“Yeah that’s it!!”

A small Bergen hopped forward grasping Veneer by the hand, shaking it excitedly.

“Hey yo! I’m King Gristle! Welcome, welcome. This is my lovely wife Bridgette and this is our castle. You guys are welcome to stay here as long as you want! Honestly, I’m excited! This is like the first Bergen-Rageon interaction outside of Rageous! So like…we're totally making history!!” He said. Veneer couldn’t help but smile at his optimism.

“We had Bergen body guards as kids! So this is pretty cool!” Veneer exclaimed. Velvet elbowed him…a warning. Not everyone knew about their past except for the three brothers…and it will be best kept that way for now, “..I mean...During our time in Mount Rageous. Kids? What kids?”

Velvet moaned, rolling her eyes. Idiot, she told herself.

“Oh! Well, that’s neat I guess. You’ll have some of those here too, but I guess they’re more for the aesthetic…We really have no danger here. Now come on! Let me give you a tour of the crib!”

Veneer happily followed Gristle up the steps. Velvet lingered a while longer at the foot of the castle. She turned to face the horizon, to look at the long road they had traveled…

BergenTown. It wasn’t much. It definitely wasn’t Rageous. She began to wonder if she would ever see again, but then another thought hit her….This place was better, and safer, than Rageous…At least for now. She looked at the black vehicle that stood still at the bottom… Somehow she couldn't help but feel that it was a remnant of their father, of what possibly could have been. Maybe he did care…

“Vels! Come on!”

Her train of thought broke when she heard her brother's voice. Looking up she saw him waiting for her at the top…

“Well…Here goes nothing.”

One month…

That’s how long it had been. Just one month. Within that month, this place had begun feeling more like home than Rageous had in a long time…and Floyd made sure it was a home to them…at least he began to hope they would see it as such and choose to stay. The only little Troll that still wasn’t too fond of the idea, was Branch. He stayed away from the twins as much as he could, he wanted no association with them, but that even that in itself was proving to be hard…

Veneer would follow him everywhere. Once he saw Branch, it was as if his whole world would light up. Branch couldn’t put a finger on why. He could even begin to see the jealousy creep into Velvet whenever he is around. Branch smirked at that part; he took pride in Velvet being envious of him… but yet still, he’d do his best to avoid Veneer as much as possible… Branch would never admit it, but the lanky Rageon was growing on him…

It was an early morning that would change everything so suddenly though…

Branch lay against the foot of the Troll tree. His eyes were closed, the day was beautiful so far. The ground underneath him began to tremble…That could only mean one thing.

“Hey Branch!”

“Yep…I knew it.” The small Troll opened his eyes to see Veneer’s big blue ones gazing down at him. Was he getting taller? Was that even possible for a Rageon? “Weellllll, nice talk got to go now.” Branch hopped to his feet and began to walk away.

“What already? I wanted your opinion on something.” With one stride Veneer caught up to him. Branch did his best to quicken his pace. Darn those long legs of his, the small Troll thought.

“Um, maybe you could ask Floyd….or anyone else.”

“But…but I want to ask you.”

“Sorry, I got uuhhh, duties back at Pop Troll village I got to do.”

“Oh! Can I come?”

“...Dude…Last time you were there you squashed half the village housing.”

“...Not on purpose though.”

“They're still scared of you. ‘The Wonky Giant’ is what they call you.”

“....I’m not that wonky….”

Looping his hair, Branch swung himself up and over the Bergen wall…and was out of sight. Veneer let out a long sigh.

“I don’t know why you even try bro.” He spun around to the sound of his sister’s voice. She stood behind him cross armed, “Like you really don’t get the hint he doesn’t want to hang out with you.”

“...Y-yeah…But…i don’t know. I want him to be my friend.”

“You’re pathetic.”

“Yeah, you’ve told me more than once.”

The day went quick as Branch spent most of it in Pop Troll village. Poppy and Floyd went to spend the rest of their day at BergenTown. He and the rest of his brothers managed to get things settled as more of the Put Put Trolls began moving in. Areas needed to be cleared and homes built for their new guests…Plus, an area that Veneer had accidentally squashed needed to be rebuilt.

“Kid, still wants to hang out with you?” John Dory asked him.

Branch rolled his eyes, “Please, let’s not go there.”

“Come on, Branch! Give the kid a chance. They both are honestly not as bad as we had thought…Just a little misguided like any kid around.”

“I said let’s not go there John.”

“Alright, alright.”

Silence lingered for a moment before the ground beneath them began to shake. Footsteps, they knew that much. Branch rolled his eyes. Veneer, he had followed him when he had explicitly told him not too.

“Veneer!! What did i…..say….” Branch's voice diminished as he and the rest of the Trolls turned to face the giant standing amongst them. Veneer…it had to be…it looked like him. But..it wasn’t him. The giant smirked at them, a cunning glint in his eyes. The Trolls weren’t afraid, it was a Rageon, they trusted Rageons, but not running was the mistake they made….

“Looks like I hit the jackpot.” The giant said, his voice deep and sinister. With a single swoop he reached down and grabbed Branch before he could run.

“HEY!” His brothers yelled below him. The giant brought Branch up to eye level…Why did he resemble Veneer so much? Except, this Rageon was older, he could see it in his eyes, his light, blue icy cold eyes.

“Now. While your little friends here start screaming…Tell me what you know about Veneer.”

It was night at the Bergen Castle. The twins were in the room ready for bed. Veneer stayed staring up at the ceiling as he lay in bed.

“Gosh Veneer, you’re still not butt hurt about stupid Branch ditching you?” Velvet said.

“What? No. I just… I wonder why he doesn’t want to hang out.”

“…. Cause we basically captured his brother and tortured him.”

“…Well…. Yeah, yeah good point.”

“Get over it bro. Let’s just please go to bed! I want to finally sleep in tomorrow….” Her voice was cut off by the sounds of arguing and crying.

“What?” Veneer asked. She placed a finger on her lips as she crept close to the door. She could hear the voices: Gristle, Poppy, Floyd… was that Clay, Bruce and John? They sounded terrified. “What’s going on?” Veneer crept in.

“I don’t know..” The voices grew louder, they could hear a small yell, then a cry… it was Poppy. The twins opened the door and made their way down towards the noises. They came upon the scene of a massive crowd of Trolls in the common room of the castle. Some were crying, some silent with a terrified look in their eyes, others with a mix of both…

“Mom! Mom! Where’s mom?” A young Troll cried.

“Dad!”

“My wife! They took my wife!”

“My family is gone!!”

“...What happened…” Veneer looked at Velvet. She stood silent…too shocked to speak. Poppy had fallen to her knees hugging herself, tears flowing from her face.

“I’m sorry. We tried. Tried so hard for all of them. We escaped with those that could. He went for Branch first..” Clay spoke, “He went for Branch because he had mentioned-....” His voice trailed off as his eyes fell upon Velvet and Veneer. The crowd of Trolls also fell silent…a pin drop could be heard.

“....Who Clay?” Poppy’s voice broke the silence, “Who did Branch mention? Why was he taken?”

“...He mentioned….Veneer.”

All eyes turned towards the two Rageons. Even Velvet looked at her brother, “The hell Veneer?”

“I’m as shocked as you all are!” a frightened look came to his eye.

“They were giants! Just like you two! You planned this!” A Troll yelled.

“This never happened until you two arrived!” The Trolls began to rally up and yell insults at the twins.

Poppy stood up, “Guys! Please! There has to be an explanation!” She looked at Veneer, “Would there be a reason why a Rageon out here knows you? Or even take Branch for that?”

“No…I don’t know…”

Poppy turned back towards the Trolls, “What did this being look like?”

“...He was tall, obviously. Pale, like them,” Viva motioned towards the twins, “Kind of looked like them too…Except he was older…Tattoos…”

The twins' eyes grew wide as they looked at each other…a wave of nostalgia hitting their minds…They knew EXACTLY who the Trolls were talking about…He had found them afterall…or to say the least…he was close.

“...It’s your dad isn’t it…” John’s voice broke their train of thought. They stared at the small Troll, “Floyd told us everything. Who he was, what he did. He was dangerous, unfortunately, that means you guys are too. Obviously. I’m sorry. You two need to go.”

“John enough!” Floyd exclaimed.

“What?” Veneer spoke, his heart breaking in two.

“Seriously? You’re going to banish us. You can’t do that!” Velvet turned to Gristle, “This is your castle. He can’t do that.”

“...I….I….” He looked at Poppy. She was torn. Poppy was never one to feel angry, never one to feel rage…But right now she was angry, heartbroken. Branch was taken from her. He was terrified, alone, and she's not there for once in her life to comfort him. He would tear heaven and Earth to be there for her….and now he was gone…

“...I don't know what to do….” She finally said.

CRASH!

Something came breaking in through the window…a canister?...

….A mist began flowing from it…

“Run! Hide! Hold your breath!” Poppy screamed out as she ran to assist her people. Gristle and Brigdette held their noses as they escorted the crowd of Trolls through a hidden escape route…the mist began growing thicker…

The twins began coughing and gagging. Velvet turned to see that her brother was no longer visible by her side.

“Ven!”

“I’m still here.” He said in between coughs.

“Where’s your hand? We need to leave.” She reached out in attempts to grab…that’s when she felt a firm grasp along her wrist. At first she thought it was Veneer, but the body swung her over covering her mouth. Muffled cries escaped her mouth.

“Vels? Vels!” Veneer too felt something grab and pull him. His mouth also covered as he began getting pulled away against his will. “Floyd!...Floyd!!” He cried desperately as he was dragged out…

Without being seen, the two figures dragged the twins out from the Bergen castle. They kicked and attempted to scream. They were thrown into a black vehicle…and were driven off…

Floyd heard Veneer’s desperate cries for help.

“Ven! Ven!” He tried running back into the mist but was held back by his brothers, “He needs me!”

“No Floyd! Wait!” Bruce yanked him back…within moments…as if nothing happened…the mist was gone. Floyd pushed his brother's hand away from him as he ran back out… the twins were gone. He could see the signs of struggle; furniture knocked over, tables upturned…

“No…no…no….no.” Floyd ran out the front door. He saw the tire marks within the dirt that lead outside BergenTown….they were gone…he took them…and his brother….

“Hey! Hey!” Velvet banged against the doors of the giant vehicle, she pulled and pulled on the handles as she could feel it driving off. Veneer attempted to unlock everything…but nothing worked.

“Vels! What do we do!” He desperately pulled on the handles.

“Just keep pulling!” Velvet cried.

“Now, now, are you really that desperate to leave me again.”

The twins froze…they knew that voice all too well. He was in there hiding in the corner watching them the whole time…their father. He reached over to turn on the lights in the backseat. It illuminated his face, the scar across his left eye, his peacock green hair slicked back… he still gave off the same cold demeanor the twins remembered.

“If you would have come to me when I had sent for you, we could’ve avoided this mess.” Vaughn said.

“How…How did you know where we were?” Velvet demanded.

Vaughn smirked, “I have my ways. But this little guy made sure to direct me to where EXACTLY you were.” He held up a little container holding a little Troll inside…

“...Branch…”

[rocksibblingsau]

Okay now tell us about brynth in the adopted Bergen branch AU

I imagine at some point Poppy introduced the ambassadors and the Bergen royalty. Synth thought the 'tiny Bergen dude' seemed really cool and kept trying to spend time with him and Branch had to keep stopping Synth from getting almost stepped on while trailing after him.

Eventually he went 'If I got to one of your raves will you let me do my work in peace' and Synth said yes and made all these plans to make a really cool rave but remembered Poppy told them about Bergens and what they liked (such as NO bright lights and loud noises) and was torn on how to make what he thought was a good rave and what Branch would like.

Branch shows up to find Synth laying face down on the ground trying to figure it out before Branch shows up (he failed) and Branch thinks he's sweet in a kind of silly and pathetic way.

Synth and him date and Synth is still under the assumption Branch is a Bergen and he tries to ask Branch if he ever thought he'd be dating a Troll and when Branch realizes he laughs for like two hours straight.

[toasted-melow]

drew the silly twin again 🙄

Also this comic is a sneak peak of my au heheh

Oh yeah the outfits reference btw hehe

[cringefail-clown]

there are many things that are still under ??? tab when it comes to turnabout au but one of the biggest ones is if caliborn and calliope should be swapped as well. on the one hand i'd be a huge pain in the ass because it'd completely change the whole narrative and how the events of homestuck play out - instead of caliborns bending the timeline through sheer power of will to suit his narrative and ensure his own arrival it'd have to be more... subtle, tiny moments that have the butterfly effect of making calliope come on top. going with her classpect as the muse of space, she'd more likely be inspiring certain events opposed to head-to-the-brickwalling it through the narrative, for example perhaps Alternia started as this utopian fever dream curtesy of feferi being the empress in the post-scratch universe, but as the time went by things would keep not going right, maybe the alternian trolls, changed by meddling from doc scratch, wouldnt take too eagerly to the idea of caring about those lower on the hemospectrum, maybe feferi would start to feel paranoid about the coming of the next fuchsiablood, thinking that her idea of how to run the place is the only right one, ultimately sending her down the path of quietly getting rid of any fuchsia grubs being born. maybe this coming to the light would spark protests from people already tired of the cotton-candy coddling culture enforced on them, which would lead to her finally breaking and it spiraling into the brutal alternia that we know from the canon

what im trying to say is callies villany would be more like planting little seeds and waiting for the results. not everything would go exactly how she planned, but at the end of the day it'd lead to the same place - her winning the sburb game between the two cherubs. like in a game of chess - one perfectly executed move would open up five others leading to the victory. i honestly like this idea of a cold, cunning villain - cal was really fun in canon, but this version of calliope? downright meancing, a force to be reconed with. but as i said, it would be a shitton of work.

on the other hand, the idea of caliborn being the support character is so fucking hysterical to me im willing to jump through the hoops just to make that happen. like imagine the guy. imagine, instead of being this absolute trashbag of misogyny and toxic masculinity, he'd be more like the tumblr warriormale-esque dude. just aggresively suppotive of his little nuclear unit of a friend group. dave would have an absolute blast with this guy. im losing my mind just thinking about it

[spotty-bee]

I watched the three Troll Movies the last few days and got inspired to make an Au! I was like, what would happen if a troll didn't turn grey all the way? What if they had lost hope, but not all of it? So I thought drew some fun designs and here they are!

Basically King Peppi was separated from Poppy's group and ended up with Viva's, causing poppy to think her dad is dead and is more frightened of the Burgens because of it. She starts to get grey marks on her body, but thanks to her still somewhat happy, bubbly personality, she doesn't go fully grey. The group has leadership issues since Peppi is gone, with a lot of infighting about what they should do and where they should go. Rebuilding society is a lot harder on the group, which is why it's so easy for kids like Poppy to get lost in the shuffle, nobody to really, fully take care of them.

Branch, still grey after the loss of his grandma and abandoned by his brothers, is there for Poppy when the adults are busy fighting or Poppy's friends have to go home. The two have a lot more in common in this Au, both fearing Bergans and their possibly return. So Branch gets her to help build his bunker with him, as well as explain his backstory to her far earlier than the movies.

Eventually the Burgans DO find them as the adults make too much noise both partying and fighting over what to do. Poppy and Branch are the only ones to realize and Poppy manages to convince her friends and a few others to hide in the bunker with them. More Trolls are lost to the Bergans but Poppy is fully recognized as leader by the ones she's saved. Branch and Poppy both agree to abandon their current location, going deeper into the woods where the foliage is so thick no Bergan can enter. Though there are a lot of dangerous wild animals and very little light. The entire town starts living in bunkers interconnected by tunnels. Rarely singing or dancing. They remain pretty undisturbed until the events of either the second or third movie... depending on weather Poppy got the pop string or if Peppi took it with him.

Other than that, Viva and Clay are the ones who carry out the events of the first movie. (Its not quiet the same, Creek is with Poppy's group and still a coward that gets kicked out, but he doesn't effect Viva and Clay's story.) For the second I'm leaning toward Peppi taking the string with him (but that can be changed), so Barb attacks the Putt Putt Trolls instead. However Viva and Clay also handle that, and Viva manages to steal Barb's heart in the process. (I'm not sure if Barb is the same age as Poppy or not, but in my Au she's between Poppy and Viva in age, so its fine.)

So right now its not until the time around the third movie that Branch and Poppy make contact with their siblings. Branch is more cold and doesn't talk much outside of to Poppy. Poppy is more withdraw, reserved and nervous. Both have continually greyed under the stress of taking care of their people, fighting off predators, getting supplies and hiding from Bergans. However Poppy's hope for her people has kept her going and Branch's belief in Poppy keeps him going.

Branch and Poppy also get together sooner than the movies, as they knew each other longer. (Poppy has a brief stint of dating Creek first before he betrays them and gets kicked out. ) Their relationship is good, they can talk without words and are almost always on the same page, but they also feed each other's anxieties and pessimism. Once reunited with their families and the more nitty gritty details have been sorted out (Who's the Pop Queen, ect, ect.) the two actually have to be separated for their own health, as they keep feeding each other's fear, dreaming up worse case scenarios and how to get out of them, trying to make a new bunker, hording supplies, ect. This temporary separation gives them a chance to get to know their families again.

Poppy didn't remember Viva at all in the third movie, so I don't think she'd remember her father either in this AU. So she has to build a relationship from scratch with people who already love her in Putt Putt Pop Village. Branch, meanwhile, hates being away from Poppy and hates his brothers who abandoned him. (Though deep down he really wants them back in his life.) It also doesn't help that he has essentially gone from a perpetually dark, dangerous forest to the brightly lit, busy beaches of Vacay Island, getting constant over stimulation. He's very resistant to his brother's help at first, but eventually realizes that their just trying to improve his health (Physically and mentally) and that fighting it is just hurting Poppy. (Poppy makes a turn about much easier than Branch does, reversing some of her greying. However when she and Branch get to visit during the temporary separation, Branch actually causes some of it to come back, which is when he realizes the others are right and tries to do more to get better himself.) After they do improve they're free to do as they please and reunite as an even better couple.

As for the events of the third movie with Floyd, either Viva helped the brother save Floyd by stealing him back, still inside the diamond prison, or Floyd gets taken after these events.

Anyway! Thats what I have for now! Let me know what you think and if you have any ideas or questions!

[crescentpaws]

kotlc pokémon au!

gonna share some info abt my kotlc pokémon au here for anyone interested :> (i’ve had this in my head for yearsss but @queefsencen has inspired me to share it here now)

(also yes i have lots of drawings but they’re all old and i hate them… so you’re just getting text for now. more drawings coming soon i promiseeee)

anyway. all under cut bc it’s longgg (talking about world building as well as the characters)

(have put more thought into this than i should have)

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everyone still has their abilities; most people choose their pokémon based on their ability (ex. fire types for pyrokinetics, water types for hydrokinetics, etc.) but some people choose to ignore typing (and some pick pokemon based on the certain moves they can learn or what their pokédex entries say)

also, since they can light leap all over the world, it’s much easier to find regional variants

- ever since pyrokinesis was banned, it’s illegal to own a fire-type pokémon (with some exceptions) (but they’re still allowed to roam around freely of course. they’re just less common now because no one catches them anymore)

- psionipaths almost always have pokémon that can learn shielding moves (such as protect)

- physicians always have at least one healing pokémon

- lots of kids at foxfire want or have an eevee, because eevees usually evolve according to which ability the kids manifest (jolteons, flareons, and vaporeons evolving with an ability manifestation don’t require evolution stones)

- some ancients have a mythical/legendary pokémon

- vociferators and beguilers almost always have pokémon that can learn moves that are affected by the voice

- pokémon that enter the seat of eminence usually glow with the spotlight color that best matches their typing (sophie’s espeon glows red though—which is unusual because psychic types normally glow blue—because it evolved when sophie inflicted on everyone at the end of book 1)

- when pokémon enter the mysterious place known as elysian, they gain the ability to terrastalize for some reason (wild stellar type tera pokemon can also be found there)

- goblins are machokes (queen is a machamp, younglings are machops)

- dwarves: drilbur -> excadrill

- gnomes are bellossoms

- haven’t thought of the species for ogres or trolls yet tho (if anyone has any suggestions feel free to tell me lmao)

- ^^ it’s considered very immoral to catch and train one of the intelligent species pokémon (+ they can all talk similar to how team rocket’s meowth can)

- (winged) galarian rapidash = the alicorns (occasionally fight when necessary)

- haven’t finalized the gym leaders or elite 4 yet so. i’ll get back to that later. (the nobility = the pokémon league basically. they do other stuff still of course but that’s a big part of their jobs)

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characters:

(don’t have set pokémon really, these are just my ideas so far. feel free to give suggestions for any of them!)

-> sophie

partner - espeon (psychic) — given to her as an eevee by alden so nobody at foxfire would suspect that she already had an ability; evolved when sophie inflicted for the “first” time at the end of book 1 (the red gem on its forehead represents the red light that shoots out of sophie’s forehead when she inflicts now)

altaria (dragon-flying) — this is the pokemon species that is supposed to represent moonlarks (given to her by mr. forkle). can mega evolve (which she learned how to do after she had her abilities reset in legacy)

phanpy (ground) — caught this pokemon because it looked like her plushie ella (she even named it after her)

raichu (alolan form) (electric-psychic) — used to be kenric’s pokemon; given to her by oralie at the same time she was given kenric’s cache at the beginning of book 4

grafaiai (poison-normal) — iggy (caught by her but rarely used in battle)

possibly could get a deoxys? since of course the black swan would have access to a mythical pokemon smh. and it’s literally the dna pokemon and it’s a psychic type and it shoots lasers out of its chest AND it can learn teleport and psychic. and it’s red.

-> fitz

partner - meowstic (psychic) — male form. good friends with sophie’s espeon

gallade (psychic-fighting)

girafarig (normal-psychic)

slowbro (water-psychic)

-> keefe

partner - thievul (dark) — mischievous fox pokémon for his fox bff in unraveled :> though i think he would have already had this pokémon (he caught it as a nickit, and it evolved when he was with the neverseen) his parents don’t like this pokémon because of all the trouble it causes, and because of the fact that empaths usually work with fairy type pokémon more often

klefki (steel-fairy) — he calls his klefki “klef-keefe” because he thinks he’s hilarious. this pokemon is where most of the credit for all the break-ins into dame alina’s office should go to

granbull (fairy)

morgrem (dark-fairy) — has the prankster ability

-> biana

partner - oricorio (ghost-flying) — had since before she manifested, since her mom is a ghost type trainer and gave her the purple nectar needed to change its form

mimikyu (ghost-fairy) — shiny (because of course biana would have a shiny pokémon. i think she probably used to shiny hunt a lot when she had more free time as a kid)

gothitelle (psychic)

tsareena (grass) — shiny

would probably also have one of those special cosplay pikachus from or/as. she’d be a fan of the heart pattern on its tail & she’d love dressing it up in cute outfits <3

-> dex

partner - goodra (dragon) — given to him as a goomy by kesler when he started helping him out at slurps & burps

togedemaru (electric-steel)

klinklang (steel)

porygon2 (normal) — created as a porygon by dex himself (made during his time in alluveterre)

rotom (electric-ghost) — takes on lots of different forms depending on the situation; helps him hack machines

-> linh

partner - vaporeon (water) — quan and mai refused to give both twins an eevee, so tam let linh have the only one they were willing to give. went with her to exillium and helped her gain control of her ability

corsola (water-rock) — linh wasn’t able to catch this pokemon until much later, since she and tam didn’t have access to pokéballs until they met the black swan

lumineon (water)

probably gets a milotic later (or maybe a dragonair)

-> tam

partner - zoroark (dark) — tam was given a single empty pokéball by quan and mai after he let linh have the eevee. when he and linh left, he was able to catch a zorua in one of the forests in the neutral territories

umbreon (dark) — used to be umber’s partner, was given to him by gisela after umber died and he was forced to join the neverseen. since escaping, he’s refused to use this pokémon in battle or even take it out of its pokéball

-> marella

partner - flareon (fire) — an eevee she had before she manifested (obviously became a flareon). lied to the council and said that the flareon evolved by accidentally touching a fire stone (but she wasn’t permitted to take it out of its pokéball again until they approved her training)

charmeleon (fire) — gifted as a charmander by forkle when the council approved her training

vulpix (fire) — fintan has a ninetails so this is an interesting parallel

pansear (fire)

-> wylie

partner - raichu (electric) — kanto form

heliolisk (electric-normal)

ampharos (electric) — cyrah’s old pokémon (was a flaaffy when she died)

boltund (electric)

-> stina

partner - sylveon (fairy) — yeah, stina was another foxfire kid who had an eevee that evolved alongside her

bruxish (water-psychic)

rapidash (galarian form) (psychic-fairy) — a normal rapidash obviously, not winged

mudsdale (ground)

-> maruca

partner - cinccino (normal) — knows protect; maruca dyed a strand of this pokémon’s hair blue to match her own

azumarill (water-fairy) — knows protect

pelipper (water-flying) — knows protect

sunflora (grass) — knows protect

-> rayni

partner - liepard (dark) — shiny (this is her “sparkly cat” she’s always talking about)

morpeko (electric/dark)

heliolisk (electric-normal) — shiny (for some reason, flashers have an easier time finding shiny pokémon than people with other abilities do. something about the perception of light or whatever)

pawmot (electric-fighting)

whismur (normal) — bc it’s silly. & rayni reminds me of zinnia from or/as a bit (she keeps it unevolved tho bc loudred is so ugly….)

-> mr forkle

(both of them have the same pokémon)

partner - reuniclus (psychic)

ditto (normal)

beheeyem (psychic)

+ sir astin has a solrock (rock-psychic) and magnate leto has a starmie (water-psychic)

-> juline (squall)

partner - ninetails (alolan form) (ice-fairy)

glaceon (ice) — yes, juline was an eevee kid too

froslass (ice-ghost)

sawsbuck (normal-grass) — winter form

-> elwin

partner - linoone (normal) — bullhorn (has the strange death-sensing abilities that bullhorn has, as well)

solosis (psychic) — shining certain light through this pokémon has the same sort of effect that elwin’s special glasses do (though he still prefers to use the glasses for convenience. but this pokémon is always a good backup) also it’s the cell pokémon so

bellibolt (electric) — silly glowy frog guy. seems pretty elwin-esque to me (also could act as some sort of defibrillator if needed)

-> livvy

masquerain (bug-flying)

comfey (fairy) — its aroma has healing qualities, which is extremely helpful with livvy’s physician work

vivillon (bug-flying) — elegant form

(not sure what her partner pokémon should be though…)

-> jolie

partner - swanna (water-flying) — when sophie enters prentice’s broken mind, he takes the form of jolie’s pokémon instead of jolie herself. this pokémon also perished in the fire

-> oralie

partner - gardevoir (psychic-fairy)

blissey (normal)

hatterene (psychic-fairy)

alcremie (fairy) — ruby swirl + love sweet form

polteageist (ghost)

-> bronte

partner - persian (normal) — i chose this pokémon partly because the red gem on its forehead would match sophie’s espeon (which it sort of mentors now), and also it’s a pokémon that like. usually doesn’t like other people. so it’s fitting. also she was bffs with fintan’s victini (they were gfs. pokemon doomed yuri). also coincidentally has a curly tail which is so funny to me

hydreigon (dark-dragon)

marshadow (fighting-ghost) — mythical pokémon

also has an alolan persian (dark type) that he uses in official pokémon battles (bc i think the elite 4 = the four most powerful councillors. and he would definitely be a dark type trainer so. i think this persian would be like the cousin of the other one or something lmao)

will add kenric later bc i can’t think of anything for him rn… (other than the raichu)

-> alina

partner - meloetta (normal) — mythical pokémon. her having this rare & powerful pokémon (it was passed down through her family over generations) was one of the main reasons she was elected to the council

primarina (water-fairy) — “its singing voice is its chief weapon in battle” (pokédex entry)

milotic (water)

wigglytuff (normal-fairy) — used to be a jigglypuff that would lull people to sleep with its singing

-> alden

partner - slowking (water-psychic) — related to fitz’s slowbro

alakazam (psychic)

unown (psychic) haven’t thought of which specific form though… probably a v for vacker or something. helps him with deciphering ancient runes & stuff

-> della

partner - froslass (ice-ghost)

sneasel (hisuian form) (fighting-poison)

chandelure (ghost-fire) — caught after she joined the black swan because she’s already joining an illegal rebellion, why not have an illegal fire type pokémon as well? also i think it’s funny having a vacker have a chandelier pokémon.

sinistcha (grass-ghost)

jellicent (water-ghost) — female form

-> grady

(despite being a mesmer, he doesn’t enjoy using psychic types that much)

hypno (psychic) — he doesn’t like using it in battle often, but it helps him calm down rowdy animals in the pastures at havenfield

tyrantrum (rock-dragon) — verdi! she’s shiny, but for some reason appears more green than blue. a pokémon that doesn’t obey very often

raticate (alolan form) (dark-normal) — the verminion

(winged) gouging fire (fire-dragon) — the gorgodon; created by the neverseen. grady was the one to officially catch this pokémon, but it rarely listens to him so he almost never uses it in battle (plus it’s a fire type so it’s heavily monitored. he’s only allowed to have it because he’s the one attempting to rehabilitate it)

-> edaline

partner - meganium (grass) — flower dinosaur pokémon! which i think is fitting

kangaskhan (normal) — “parent pokémon”

aurorus (rock-ice) — raised from an amaura with the help of her sister (who is an expert in ice types)

leafeon (grass)

lilligant (hisuian form) (grass-fighting) — this is the pokémon that fights for her the most often

-> kesler

muk (alolan form) (poison-dark) — helps out at slurps & burps (‘helps’ in the loosest sense…)

ditto (normal) — uses elixirs to change its color often, so sometimes people will think it’s a shiny. don’t be fooled! it is not!!! kesler is just being silly

weezing (poison)

-> rex

partner - stufful (normal-fighting)

tangela (grass)

teddiursa (normal) — was caught around the same time as his siblings manifested, since he was jealous that they were catching new pokémon and he wasn’t

-> bex

partner - skitty (normal)

-> lex

vanillite (ice) — a fairly new pokemon, was caught (with help from his mom) after he manifested as a froster

-> fintan

partner - victini (psychic-fire) — mythical pokémon, played a part in the everblaze incident and the pyrokinesis ban. however, fintan refused to keep it in its pokéball after fire types were banned, since he thought it was unfair to punish a pokémon for something that was mostly his own fault. though victini was still severely traumatized by the death of its fellow fire-type pokémon friends

ninetails (fire) — shiny

delphox (fire-psychic)

centiskorch (fire-bug) — can gigantamax. also shiny. i think as a councillor he would have been very fond of shiny pokémon.

-> vespera

partner - diancie (rock-fairy) — mythical pokémon; transformed from a carbink (with the help of her scientific meddling)

hatterene (psychic-fairy) — way more aggressive than oralie’s (to show the difference in their empath abilities)

serperior (grass) — old partner, caught snivy as a starter pokémon when she was a kid (before she manifested)

dracovish (water-dragon) — shiny; mismatched fossil pokémon that was the result of an experiment

cursola (ghost)

all of these pokémon were confiscated when she was arrested, but she was able to get them back when lumenaria fell

-> gisela

partner - weavile (dark-ice)

froslass (ice-ghost) (i am not immune to giving pretty women this pokemon)

glimmora (rock-poison) — “glimmora's petals are made of crystallized poison energy” (pokédex entry); caught while she was collecting those special explosive crystals from elysian (was revealed to the main squad during their battle there)

-> brant

partner - typhlosion (fire) — given to him as a cyndaquil by fintan when he started training him; kept secret from the council until he was outed as a neverseen member. when brant and jolie got into their fight, he challenged her to a pokémon battle, and this was the pokémon that sparked the flames that killed her

turtonator (fire-dragon)

marowak (alolan form) (fire-ghost) — its ultra moon pokédex entry is “when it beats opponents with its bone, the cursed flames spread to them. no amount of water will stop those flames from burning.” which sounds very everblaze-y to me

-> alvar

partner - sableye (dark-ghost)

trevenant (ghost-grass)

runerigus (ground-ghost) — kept secret from his family until he was discovered to be a neverseen member

-> gethen

slowking (galarian form) (poison-psychic) — knows amnesia and confusion; helps wash memories

golduck (water)

aegislash (steel-ghost) — stole from lumenaria (the sword)

-> umber

partner - umbreon (dark) — this pokémon is what she decided to name herself after. was later given to tam by gisela after umber died

zoroark (hisuian form) (normal-ghost) — another parallel to tam

absol (dark)

[sunnystrollblog]

In the Borrowers AU, did Floyd sing a lament for Branch (whom he thought died) like how Uncle Iroh sang "Leaves from the Vine" for his late son?

Oh I love this ask and it lets me go deeper into the traditions and culture of pop trolls in borrowers au

So trollstice is taken way more seriously than in canon I mean all the years under Bergen rule would definitely cause generational trauma. And because of that trauma the pop ancestors created a day that would be a tribute to the victims of trollstice, and for that day they had a song to commemorate their deaths. everyone would tie a poppy into their hair, light a candle and put it in the window of their pod and then go gather at the center of the tree with an item representing their lost loved one and they’d sing requiem. The holiday was called remembrance day.

But the year branch died the great escape happened and even then Floyd and jd left before remembrance day celebrated. And even Rosiepuff couldn’t give branch a proper remembrance day because when the village had been established king Peppy got rid of it thinking it was no longer needed which was a horrible idea in retrospect. But many trolls still celebrate it even without it being an official holiday.

Rosiepuff still celebrates by wearing poppy flowers in her hair.

Floyd and jd celebrate by putting their branch’s glasses on a mantle in Rhonda.

Bruce puts a candle up in the restaurant window

Clay sings the song and sometimes other putt putt trolls will join in.

So short answer no, but branch’s family has different ways to remember him by

Bonus: art of creek celebrating remembrance day

[hogwartslegacyreactions2]

Hello it's me again can I request the hlc students, professor and villians meeting THE VILLAIN AU of MC, (Mc is a dark entity who was stored under wookrook castle after the first ancient magic stop was open they let out !villain! Mc who's a 11ft entity who is sassy, manipulative, playfull/ Mc in this au plays a game with her victims if they lose they lose a limb if they win they get some power (btw this is a discarded au of mine Lol)

A/N: If I'm following your idea correctly, MC is not human but a dark entity that manifested inside the repository under Rookwood Castle? I can roll with that.

HLC REACT TO VILLIAN!MC

WARNING: angst,death, destruction, mayhem, evil!MC

RANROK: Finally. The Rookwood repository was unearthed. This one was the largest by far, he could practically smell the magic buzzing within its cage. In his haste, the magic beam from his hand killed a loyalist that didn't get out of the way fast enough. The repository shattered, releasing the large black and red mass of magic.

Something was different. The magic didn't automatically come to him. It didn't attach itself to his armor or go inside his body. Instead it writhed formless on the ground. He angrily shot another beam of magic, but it had no effect.

The magic did not come to him. Instead it started to rise. Higher and higher until the mass was near the height of the surrounding trolls. The magic swirled in place, gradually forming the silhouette of a human. Two exceptionally bright red lights glow where eyes would be.

The goblins behind him started to back up, looking to him for orders. He stared up at the unknown entity, unsure of the correct action. His magic had done nothing.

His hesitation was his downfall. The creature of undiluted dark magic simply pointed a finger at him and he felt as though his own soul was being ripped from his body. All the magic he had collected from previous repositories flew from him to the entity.

He fell dead while the entity seemed to grow stronger. Its form was more defined, more humanoid. The faceless head split across the front into a gnarled, chaotic smile.

VICTOR ROOKWOOD: He was outside Hogsmeade negotiating his next step with Harlow when the sky above went red. He pulls out his wand, thinking he's ready for what's about to come out of the sky when he sees it.

A large winged creature, not unlike a dragon, swooped down from above. A blast of dark and red energy came from the entity's hands and vaporized entire rows of houses. The protective barrier around Hogsmeade is entirely ineffective in stopping it.

He and Harlow try to flee, but the entity lands within feet of them. The weight of the creature shakes the earth and knocks them to the ground. He rolls onto his back and starts firing every destructive spell he knows, including the killing curse. His magic is merely absorbed.

A low shrill laugh pierces the air, he looks up in terror to see the sound coming from the entity standing over him. An impossibly tall humanoid figure with undefined features was staring down at him. They seem to be made of liquid chaos and fire, their skin constantly shifting and morphing. From the back came four large wings, like those of giant bats. They too seem to be constantly changing shape and definition.

The last thing he heard were his own screams as darkness descended upon him.

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SEBASTIAN SALLOW: The school was in chaos. The alarm bells rang out as professors rushed to collect the students for emergency evacuation. He fought against the crowd to get to the nearest floo powder stantion. He needed to get to Feldcroft.

He nearly reaches one when the wall next to him blasts apart. He's thrown off his feet and half buried in rubble. His ears ring. The screaming of the students around him feel distant when he sees a horrific being approach him. It glares down at him curiously.

He couldn't reach for his wand, his arm was broken. The creature reached down towards him and he tries to shuffle away when he feels a slight tugging inside of his chest, like his own heart was trying to leave through his ribs. An oily black substance oozes from his skin, shining red like blood and he believes he's dying. But then...he feels nothing. Not fear, not anger, not pain. He doesn't need to go to Feldcroft. He doesn't need to do anything...he doesn't want anything.

He's left there in the rubble. The creature absorbed what they took from him and moved on through the school, heading downward.

OMINIS GAUNT: He's lost in the crowd and couldn't find Sebastian, no matter how many times he called. He's forcefully shoved through the hall and to an evacuation point. No matter how much he protested, he was floo-ed away without explanation of what was happening. The best he could tell was at the school was attacked by something. It had to be huge by the sounds of crashing and all the screaming. Whatever it was was horrible and he was slightly grateful he didn't have to lay eyes on it.

It's later he overhears people saying it's the end of the world. An unstoppable monster immune to magic was destroying the wizarding world as they knew it. He never heard from either of the Sallows. He doesn't know what to do or where to go. He's never felt so lost and alone in his life.

ANNE SALLOW: Her uncle rushed her away from Feldcroft without explanation. Only that it was urgent and they needed to leave the valley immediately. She asks repeatedly about Sebastian and Ominis but her uncle insists that the boys will be kept safe by the professors and likely taken to the ministry to be reunited with families.

She never sees her brother or her best friend ever again. No matter how much it hurts her, she screams and spits at her uncle for leaving Sebastian behind. Even if there was no time, he could have at least tried.

IMELDA REYES: She gets escorted away with other students and eventually gets back to her family. With them being well off, they could afford to flee the country. Not that it may matter in the long run. Any bit of news she could get her hands on, wizarding or muggle, talk of the end of days.

NATSAI ONAI: Brave soul that she is, she fights against the flow of panicked students to try and find her mother. She instead finds the monster cornering a group of second years. She casts at it, shouting for the young students to run, and gets the attention of the entity.

It stands to its full height, unfazed by her attempts to attack it. She stares back, showing no fear. The entity shows its horrible grin and echoed words, that sounded like screams of the damned, came from it. "You... look... fun..."

GARRETH WEASLEY: His aunt finds him before he knows what's happening. She shoves an old rag in his hands and he gets pulled away by it. The rag was a portkey back to his home. He sits on the floor, dumbfounded and confused. He doesn't get word until later at Hogwarts had been destroyed. Unknown casualties. He never saw his aunt again.

LEANDER PREWETT: He runs past the hall the monster is down. He only catches a glimpse of Natty in the monster's grasp, black magic being pulled straight out of her throat. He's in a blind panic for the nearest floo. Once he's on the other side of it, far from Hogwarts, he vomits on his own shoes.

AMIT THAKKAR, EVERETT CLOPTON: Both of them make it out together with many other students. The ministry had been alerted to the emergency and sending every auror they had to Hogwarts. The students being rushed in were collected in the main area around the fountain. They stayed together, trying to find comfort in their familiarity amongst the chaos.

POPPY SWEETING: Her only thought was to get home. Get back to her gran. They needed to- CRASH! The wall in front of her caved in as the entity came through it with another person. She didn't have to worry about her gran anymore. Or anything ever again.

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ELEAZAR FIG: He sees the Onais with the monster. NATSAI was on the ground, Professor Onai standing numbly. He fires at the entity and distracts it. His magic doesn't seem to harm it, It just grins and rushes him. He gets shoved through the stone wall behind him. So many of his bones are broken, he can barely breathe. His suffering doesn't last long as the entity inhales and sucks the pain out of him, along with any energy he had left.

MATILDA WEASLEY: She is the one that raises the alarm. She witnesses the attack on Hogsmeade and rushes to get the emergency portkey for her nephew. If she could at least get one person out safely, it would be him. Seconds after he's gone, the ceiling above her collapses. The entity falls through the floor as it continues its destructive path to get to the repository it's senses beneath the school.

CHIYO KOGAWA: She's The first teacher to be evacuated out to the ministry to help guide the students and keep them together. Her voice is still calm and commanding as she tries to maintain order, but she feels the same dread and panic as the scared children around her.

AESOP SHARP: He actively pursues the entity. No matter how many times he fires at it, it doesn't seem to pay attention to him as he chases it through the halls. He and many aurors from the Ministry are the last ones on the grounds when the entity finally decides it's done playing and heads down to the caverns.

He sees it happen. The final transformation. When that thing absorbs every last drop of whatever magic was in the cage. Had no idea what it was or what was happening but it was bad. No matter what he threw at it, it just smiled. It looked at him and the others like they were curious insects.

To his surprise, the thing spoke to him, and it's awful voice. "Such suffering... I can taste it..." It raises one of its arms and he and all the aurors come off the ground. He struggles against the invisible force holding him, but to no avail.

Then he feels the tug in his chest. Black and red magic comes from his body, and the others, and is absorbed by the entity. When it was over, he did not care that he was falling head first to the ground. He didn't feel anything at all. Not even when his neck broke.

ABRAHAM RONEN: His class was one of the first destroyed in the attack. He and the students had no chance to defend themselves, not that there really was any way to defend themselves. For him, it was quick. Shards of glass and stone made for an unceremonious end.

MIRABEL GARLICK: She's at one of the evacuation points, getting students out. She sees the horrible thing come down the grand staircase and she stands between it and the students. The last thing she hears is it's terrible laugh as she and any students remaining have their pain removed.

MUDIWA ONAI: She finds the monster holding her daughter off the ground by her throat. She doesn't hear her own cries as her daughter falls limp to the floor with a sickening thud. She's too stunned to move. She doesn't even hear the entity's laugh as it rejoices in her pain.

BAI HOWIN: She goes through the floo after Kogawa to maintain order with the students they manage to get through to the Ministry. She is not, however, a steel willed as Kogawa so she's on the floor with her head in her hands.

DINAH HECAT: She manages to evacuate most of the defense against the dark arts tower before the monster comes stomping through. She tried to defend the floor the students were using to run, but it fired a black beam of magic and destroyed it. Her analytical eyes scanned the beast as she tried to figure out what it could possibly be. From her time as an unspeakable, perhaps this is an ancient beast that none have seen in centuries. She never figures it out, unfortunately. The monster feasts upon her pain.

CUTHBERT BINNS: He and the other ghosts are trying to Shepherd students to evacuation points. There's nothing he can do for them when the monster comes. Just watch as they become empty husks.

SATYAVATI SHAH: She makes it through a floo with her students. Only seeing two other professors and less than half the student body, the gravity of their situation hits her hard. One being, whatever it was, destroyed Hogwarts and most everyone in it in a matter of minutes. Not days, not even hours, but minutes. This was the end.

PHINEAS NIGELLUS BLACK: The coward fled when the school was attacked. Abandoning his post and ruining his reputation in the process, but he did not care. Nowhere in the job description was he ever supposed to fight off demons from the darkest pit of hell.

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MC: Oh, what fun they've had! The screaming, the crying, the pleading, the begging! The insurmountable amount of pain they got to experience! They never felt so alive! Now the largest repository of dark magic was theirs! All theirs! They pry the repository apart with their bare hands.

When they consume the magic, they undergo their largest and most drastic transformation. They more than double in size, being about the size of a giant. They grow another set of wings, more demonic seraphim in appearance, and grow another set of arms. Horns burst forth from their skull and another set of glowing red eyes blinks open.

They're horrible cackling laugh echoes from the depths of the crater that was Hogwarts. Everything the ministry tried to throw at them, were now dead and gone. The world was theirs.