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[vivianthepigeon]

Hc that Hickory and Dickory had a brother named Doc that died in an avalanche cuz he yodeled to hard

[purityonice]

!INTRO POST!

Disclaimer: I do write romantic X female! readers for floyd and Veneer [If age appropriate]. please dont hate me I do recognise that they are canonically gay and i’m sorry if I offend anyone please just block me instead of attacking me.

My name is Winkle

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I haven’t watched the trolls series yet because the artstyle throws me off but I promise when I do I WILL write for those characters!

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John dory

Bruce

Clay

Branch

Poppy

Barb

Hickory - cowboy/yodel

Guy diamond

Cooper

viva

Velvet

Venner

AND MORE!

Even if I do not know a character I will probably end up researching everything about them so HAHA!

even Bergens if youd like 😏

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F/F

F/M

M/M

i think you get the gist

Platonic

CANON X READER

CANON X CANON

poly relationships

Romatic

Angst

Fluff

NSFW (not of siblings or family members dont try to request because I will block)

Familial bonds

AUs

Cliche troupes (One bed type stuff HAHA!)

Child hood friends

Strangers to lovers

basically anything I think will be cute!

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Non-con

1nc3s7

Anything im not comfortable with!

NSFW with velvet, veener Tiny diamond

P3d0 stuff

b34sty4l1ty

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[pinkrose787]

Amnesia Branch AU Chapter 7

Summary: Branch contemplates what life will be like beyond the hospital now that he's broken up with Poppy and pushed away his brothers.

Ao3 Link

Chapter 7

The hospital room is so quiet. The only thing Branch has to distract himself are the many scrapbooks and get well cards that Poppy brought him. All of them feel like billboards reminding that he isn’t the troll that everyone wants him to be.

Poppy’s card sits on his bedside table, but he can’t even look at it. Looking at it feels like a stab to the heart. He still hears the echoes of Poppy pleading with him not break-up with her. When he closes his eyes, he sees the tears that were welled up in hers.

He didn’t want to break-up with her. There is nothing in the world that he wanted to do less than end the one good thing in his life. But after the reunion with his brothers, after they left him again, he realized that a horrible break-up was inevitable.

Continuing the relationship would have only hurt them both. Poppy would be at her wits end trying to help him, and he would spend every second in agony waiting for her to leave him.

Now, that it’s over, the two of them can move on. Poppy can be the wonderful happy troll that he’s come to love. And Branch… well, he’s going to be miserable. But he’ll be miserable in a way that won’t hurt her.

Branch buried the scrapbook that the better happier version of him made at the very bottom of the scrapbook tote bag. He should give that back to Poppy. She deserves at least one memento of the troll she used to love.

Now, there’s going to be no more hospital room visitors. He burned what little relationship he had with his brothers yesterday. There’s no way that Poppy is going to visit him. Not after he broke her heart like that.

Maybe it’s all for the best.

Branch is a poison that hurts everyone around him. BroZone broke up because of him. His grandmother died because of him. Poppy has been a total mess, and why? Because of him.

Everyone is better off without him. No one’s life has ever been improved by him. Every good thing that people say Branch has done is something that Poppy did that they are misattributing to him. She’s the source of all the good in this world.

This solitude is good. He’ll be able to contemplate what his new life will look like. It won’t be exactly like it used to be. The entire social structure of society has changed in a few years, not that’ll matter much given how little he socializes.

Even though he knows that the Bergens and Trolls are allies, he still feels like he should fear them. There’s a little voice in the back of his mind telling him that they are still a threat. Maybe he should start making preparations in case they attack again.

Who is he kidding? They will. Eventually.

All of this “peace between Trolls and Bergens” stuff is a ruse. They’re waiting for the second that the Trolls let their guard down to attack. This time though, they’ll have all the Trolls in the world, not just the Pop Trolls. 

Branch won’t let that happen. He has to protect everyone from them, because Lord knows that they are not going to protect themselves. As long as they consider the Bergens friends, they won’t have any defenses.

Morning comes and goes. Just like Branch thought, no one came.

That’s probably how it’s going to be from now on. Not just for his time in the hospital, but for his entire life. He’s going to be alone.

But that’s okay. He accepted that he’ll always be alone a long time ago.

The door opens. He looks over at whoever entered. It’s only Dr. Moonbloom.

“Hey, how long until I get out of here?” Branch asks.  

Dr. Moonbloom clicks her pen a couple of times. “Well, you’ve proven to be stable, and, aside from the amnesia, there doesn’t seem to be any long lasting health effects. So, you’ll probably be out of here tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow…” Branch repeats.

“Yes, tomorrow.” Dr. Moonbloom replies. 

She proceeds to go over some test results with Branch. There’s a lot of medical jargon that he’s not familiar with. It’s hard to tell from her tone if what she’s saying is good or bad, but given that he’s getting released tomorrow, it’s probably all okay.

Once she’s done, she leaves the room. Leaving Branch alone again.

Tomorrow. That seems so far away. Time seems to move so much slower here. Even though it has only been a couple of days, it feels like he’s spent almost six months in the hospital. It’s getting unbearable.

At the same time, that’s too soon. The hospital has been a controlled environment where he’s only had to face how things have changed a little bit at a time. Once he’s out in the real world, who knows what life will be like for him.

He’ll probably be accosted by trolls that knew the previous happier version of him. They’ll probably all be disappointed once they meet the old damaged Branch. From how many friends the old him seems to have made, he’ll have a lot of trolls to disappoint.

Once everyone gets the news about how awful Branch now, they’ll leave him alone like they should. The Pop Trolls will probably be the first to understand the way Branch is now. They were the ones who had to deal with him for years.  

The social order should return to exactly as it used to be. Except for the fact, that Branch will no longer receive anymore invitations or anything from Poppy. She probably hates him and never wants to see him again.

He doesn’t blame her.

There’s a gentle knock at the door. Branch has come to know that knock very well the last couple of days. There is no way it’s her. Not after what happened yesterday.

The door opens with a high-pitched creak.

“Hey Branch!” Poppy says.

She looks better, more well rested, and just as radiant as she always does. There aren’t any obvious signs that she had been crying. Her eyes aren’t red and puffy. In fact, they’re very bright.

It only took a day of not dating Branch, and things seem to be far better for her. Just more evidence that he was bad for her.

“Why are you here? We’re not dating anymore. I broke up with you,” he says curtly. Normally, when a couple breaks up, the two of them try to avoid the other. Then again, Poppy isn’t normal.

The smile seems to fade on her face. “We’re not dating anymore and I respect that. But-” The smile forms on her face again. “Just because we’re not dating, doesn’t mean that we’re not friends!”

Of course, she’s like this about a break-up.

There’s another troll with her. She looks exactly like Poppy, but taller and with wild blonde hair. From the scrapbooks he read, this must be Viva, Poppy’s big sister and Clay’s girlfriend.  

Unlike Poppy, she does not look happy at all. She is glaring at him, hard. He can feel her eyes piercing his soul.  “Is this your sister?” Branch asks.

“Oh, yeah! I forgot that you haven’t met her yet!” Poppy perks up. “Branch, this is Viva! My sister! She wanted to see you!”

“Hey,” Viva says. She does not give off the vibe that she wanted to see him to check up on him. It feels more like she wants to keep him in check. Make sure he doesn’t say anything to hurt Poppy again.

“Nice to meet you.” Branch is trying extra-hard to be polite to her. He is a little scared of her. She looks like she wants attack him. He doesn’t know what Poppy told her about what happened yesterday, but it doesn’t seem like she said anything good.

Not that there is anything good that could be said about yesterday.

“Anyway, you’re getting out tomorrow! That’s great!” Poppy pulls out a chart from her hair. It looks the charts that Branch usually makes to keep track of what he needs to do.  Only difference is that this one is brightly colored and covered in glitter.

“When you get out, I am giving you a tour of TrollsTopia! It’s changed so much over the last 4 years! You’re going to love it!” She starts listing off all the things that they’re going to do. Places that they’re going to visit.

Hearing about all of it feels overwhelming. Branch is tired just thinking about the plans that Poppy is talking about. Maybe past Branch would have enjoyed doing a lot of that stuff, but he’s not sure how much he’d enjoy it.

She looks so happy talking about the tour that Branch doesn’t think he has the heart to tell her that he’s not interested in doing anything. That and he’s scared of what Viva will do if he outright rejects her.

Maybe he’ll see if he can get released a few hours early, so that he doesn’t have to reject her to her face. Instead, he’ll just hide in his bunker and hope she gets the message.

Poppy has always had access to a better more brighter version of the world that Branch has never had access to. Well, he did for a little bit, but all memories of that world is gone. A sign that he was never meant to be part of it.  

As Poppy talks, Branch glances at Viva, who hasn’t spoken since her introduction. She is still giving him a death glare. From what he read in the scrapbooks, the two of them were friends before all of this. That doesn’t seem to matter to her now.  

From what he’s read, she really does value protecting her little sister above all else. Not even letting someone that she considers a friend hurt her.

Branch respects that.

He wishes that his brothers would have done the same for him. Not leaving the second things didn’t go their way. If they did that, then maybe his life wouldn’t have sucked so much. Maybe things would be better for him now.

Being around Poppy right now is more agonizing then pain he felt when he first woke up in the hospital.

She’s right here. So, very close to him. Acting like nothing happened yesterday. Like he didn’t rip her heart into two. As if things have always been like this between the two of them. He doesn’t know how she can stand it.

Maybe she never cared that much about them being together romantically. Maybe when he broke-up with her relieved her of a burden that she never wanted in the first place. Maybe the whole reason she was dating him was out of pity for how sad and pathetic he was.

That makes much more sense than someone as wonderful and perfect as her falling in love with someone as terrible as him.

After what feels like an hour of Poppy explaining her very thorough plan, she finally reaches the end. “Well, that’s the plan. What do you think?”

“That’s all for one day?” Branch asks. The explanation of the plan took up the whole day. There’s no way that all of that can be done in a single day. It would probably take a whole century to do half of the list. 

“No, not all of it.” Poppy shakes her head. “Think of it as another bunker list.”

“Bunker list?” Branch asks. That sounds familiar, but he isn’t sure what it is. He doesn’t remember reading about that in any scrapbooks. Maybe that is somehow the one piece of his memory that didn’t get completely wiped when he hit his head.

“Yeah, it was a list that we made of a bunch of different things to help you be a troll again. This is sort of like that.”

“Huh.” Branch says. “We made it?”

“Yeah! Me and you worked on it together!” There’s a very bright smile on her face. “I actually based all of this off the bunker list. It’s a bit different given how much has changed, but the core of it is still there!”

Branch does like lists and checking things off of them. Still, he isn’t sure just how much Poppy spoke about is meant for tomorrow. It seems like that there’s way too much planned.

“What do you think?” Poppy asks.

“It sounds… nice,” Hopefully, he doesn’t fully convey just how much he does not want to do any of that. Fearing both hurting Poppy and pissing off Viva.

“I knew you’d love it!” Poppy shoots out of her chair. A triumphant smile on her face. “I have to go, but I’ll be back tomorrow I promise!”

She heads towards the door. Her hand on the handle. “Bye! Love you!” She pauses for a second, her smile fades a bit, before exiting.

Viva did not leave with her sister. Branch doesn’t know what to say to her. She is just glaring at him.

“You made a terrible mistake breaking-up with her,” she says.

“I know.” Branch hangs his head low. “But I had to. It’s best for both of us.”

He isn’t sure how to explain his reasoning. Trying to put it all into words seems pointless. How is he supposed to explain how them holding onto each other was only going to hurt them? When he broke up with Poppy, he didn’t think he’d have to explain it to her sister.

“No, it isn’t. You really hurt her.”

Branch sighs. He knows that he hurt her. How could he not? It’s the only thing that’s been on his mind since it happened. “She’ll get over it and find someone who’s better for her.”

The glare Viva gives him tells him that was the wrong answer. “She won’t. You two are perfect for each other.”

“We were perfect for each other,” Branch corrects her. “But I’m not the one that she fell in love with.”

He’ll never compare to the troll that he used to be. No matter how much he wants to be like him, it’s just not possible. It was a series of unlikely events and coincidences that are the reason he became who he used to be.

The stars will never align like that ever again. 

“That doesn’t matter to her.” Viva says coldly.

“It should.”

Viva sighs. “You don’t get just how much you mean to her. She loves you so much. You’re one of the most important people in her life. And you know that she isn’t going to stop trying to help you no matter what. So, please at least make it easy for her.”

Branch doesn’t have a response to that. Nothing about his life has ever been easy. Every day has been an uphill battle for survival. Even sitting in a hospital bed, he’s been struggling.

“Get it together, Branch. At least for Poppy’s sake.” She leaves the room.

The hospital room is now silent except for the quiet whirring of machinery.

Branch glances at the card Poppy made him that still sits on his bedside table, all the scrapbooks that surround him. It’s almost enough to make him feel like he really is special to her.

Viva is wrong. He isn’t special to Poppy. She would go through this level of effort for anyone. That’s just the kind of amazing person she is. The kind who would go a thousand miles out of her way just to help someone she barely knows.

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Being around Branch was agonizing for Poppy. Every time she looked at him, she wanted to burst into tears. She wanted to beg him to reconsider the break-up. Ask him if this is really what he wanted.

But that would have been counter-productive.

The purpose of today was to show him that it doesn’t matter how hard Branch pushes her away, she’s going to be there for him. He can break-up with her, be as cruel as he can be, and she’ll still be standing by his side knowing that this is all because he is afraid and in pain. 

Still, knowing that he’s acting like this because he’s in pain doesn’t make it hurt any less. If anything it hurts more.

If he acted like this because he was cruel and heartless, there wouldn’t really be anything for Poppy to do. Helping him would be a moot point, because he wouldn’t care. Letting go of him would be so much easier.

But she knows that he isn’t evil. He’s in so much pain. More pain than Poppy has ever felt in her entire life. She wants to do everything that she can to comfort him and make him happy.

There isn’t anything that Poppy wouldn’t do to make him feel happy again. She’d rearrange the stars, alter the course of history, or even tear out her own heart. All of that just to make him feel a little bit better.

The door opens, and Viva exits the room.

Poppy wants to ask her why she stayed behind, what she talked about with Branch. But she’s too exhausted. “I told you that everything was going to go fine. You didn’t need to come.”

“Mhm,” Viva says clearly unconvinced.

This morning, she lost the argument to come see Branch alone. She was insistent that she could handle Branch on her own. In the end, she’s happy that Viva came. Even though she didn’t contribute much to the conversation, it was still nice to not have to deal with this on her own.

“How are you holding up, sis?” Viva asks. “Really. Don’t give me any of that I’m fine nonsense, because I know you’re not.”

Poppy leans against Viva. “I’m tired.” She sighs. “I just want everything to go back to normal.”

Viva pushes some of Poppy’s hair back. “I know.” She pauses for a second. “I have an idea! Let’s go get, ice cream! You need a break from all of this.”

Poppy lightly smiles. “Yeah, I really do.” The two of them head out of the hospital. Poppy feels a bit of anxiety leaving Branch behind, but he’ll be fine.

Tomorrow, Branch gets released from the hospital. There’s a lot that she has to do to make sure everything is ready. She has to make sure that pretty much everyone is briefed on how he is, though it seems like the gossip has spread pretty far already. She has to get all of his brothers to help

The list of what she has to do is so exhausting to think about, but it’s for Branch. All this effort is going to be worth it in the end. It has to.

[bolidebelle]

Okay!

First chapter of the Viva Hermanos Au fic that I’m working on is done! Working on chapter two and will post chapter one when the cover page art is done!

Getting a commission from the masterful @leahlozers-blog and I cannot wait for you guys to see it!

Quick preview to get you guys excited?

Too far behind. Panic clung to Viva like a miasma, each gasp for breath heavy with urgency. She wasn't supposed to lag, not now, not when danger was so close and freedom just within reach. It thundered in her ears, the reality of it all, a dissonant melody with her heart as its relentless drumbeat. The tunnel, once a promise of hope, offered no comfort as they descended into the dark twists and turns.

The dimness pressed against her, and every shadow morphed into grasping claws. Viva’s instincts screamed at her to run faster, to bridge the insidious gap that stretched between her dad’s fleeting silhouette. Her people, though, were struggling. Many were injured, casualties in the escape when a Bergen had collided with the Tree. She was their Princess. It was her job to make sure they were safe.

As the first quake rattled the tunnel, a collective pause swept through the fleeing trolls. Confusion etched their faces as many stopped and looked back behind them. When the second quake echoed through, a blinding light erupted from the depths. The realization struck Viva like a lightning bolt. Sunlight. The tunnels were being ripped open. Panic crystallized into a scream, straining against the chaos.

“Move! Move! Run!!!” Her command tore through the air, a demand that sent the frenzied ballet of chaos into motion. Trolls scrambled and sprinted, their limbs a blur of alarm. The ground trembled beneath them as another quake, closer and significantly more ominous, exploded like thunder overhead, drowning out all other sounds.

[o0sleepingdead0o]

Ambassador Danny AU

Just a silly thing knocking around in my brain.

Batman halted in the door of the conference room, taking in the sight of a strange being lounging imperiously in his chair. His white hair seemed to defy gravity ever so gently and his green, glowing eyes—Jason’s eyes—stared back with none of the regard or fear so many people showed towards Batman. His tanned face was speckled with tiny stars that Batman had to actively resist becoming memorized by. The boy’s choice of covering was sheening armour that refracted the light through his chest-plate of black ice. The white sleet that sharpened his knuckles seemed perfectly capable of movement despite it encasing his hands in similar fashion to the chest-plate; glassy in it’s brutal edges and as hard as the sheets that form over the coldest of lakes. 

The watchtower had been invaded. Batman had questioned why the place was so cold when he’d arrived. Now he knew.

The only thing that kept Batman from immediately reacting might have—very much—had to do with how young he looked. A boy in the second half of his teens.

And the fact that several other Justice League members were at Batman’s back as he strolled further into the room, watching the boy warily.

The boy’s eyes were unconcerned as he watched the Justice League file in. Worryingly so. Who was he that he would be so unfazed, how powerful? Or was it faith he wouldn’t be harmed, taking advantage of the Justice League’s strong morals?

The teen had commandeered the chair with all the authority of a king and the confidence of one assured of their own position. He sprawled across it. The chairs were all identical of practical, unassuming make, but this boy made it look like his throne as he leaned heavily on one side and stretched one leg way on the other. A hand was extended to dangle off one chair-arm and he had a knee braced up, showing an armoured shin protecting his black, sturdy, cargo-like pants and iced boots that jagged treacherously upwards.

The boy smirked. “Took you long enough. I was getting bored.”

Batman resisted the urge to clamp his hands over his already protected ears from the unearthly static and screeching glaciers that came from the boy’s mouth. He noticed Superman flinch and his face grimace.

“Who are you?” Batman growled. This boy was obviously inhuman. He was also an unknown. Batman would be foolish to underestimate someone who had somehow infiltrated the watchtower without being seen or setting off any alerts. Who exuded too much confidence, as if the entire world was at his fingertips.

Attacking took the back-burner in favour of garnering information in such a concerning situation.

“You may address me as. . .” He contemplated a bit too much for Batman to believe whatever he would give them would be his true name. “Danny.”

“. . .Danny.” 

The name was so. . .normal.

“How did you get here?” Wonder Woman asked with hints of warning and aggression.

The boy smiled. He had fangs. Too many sharp teeth. He didn’t answer and was revelling in their ignorance.

“What are you doing here?” Superman asked. It said something about Danny’s energy that even superman was being cautious about approaching.

“Waiting for you.” He smirked.

“Why?” Batman pushed as much threat and intimidation into his stance and words as he could. He usually didn’t have to think about it. “What do you want?”

Danny chuckled and a shiver ran up Batman’s spine. Goosebumps formed even through the protective layers that shielded him from the cold.

“Why don’t you sit?” The words should have been innocent. They felt like a trap. “You’ve gathered for a meeting, haven’t you?” 

The league members didn’t move. Danny sighed.

“Fine, fine, fine.” He rolled his eyes and Batman was eerily reminded of how much the adolescent exasperation reminded him of his own children. Danny leaned off the chair arm to lean an elbow on the table instead, propping his chin up. He was all teeth. “The Infinite Realms wishes for peace. I’ve come to investigate the possibility of a treaty on behalf of the High King.”

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“THERE’S A DENIZEN OF THE INFINITE REALMS IN THE WATCHTOWER??!!!”

Batman held the phone away from his face at Constantine’s uncharacteristic display of panic. It did not bode well and it settled uncomfortably in his bones.

He grunted in affirmation.

Constantine swore up and down enough to fill Alfred’s swear jar ten times over. “What do they want?! What did you say to them!? Ohhhh, bloody ****! You’ve already antagonized them haven’t you?!”

“No.” Batman ground out.

Constantine was quiet. Several seconds ticked by.

“. . .WELL?!”

“He claims the High King wants to negotiate for peace.”

There was silence on the other end. Batman usually preferred it when Constantine was quiet, but this was thick and seemed to claw out of the phone to infect the watchtower. It muffled the noises and beeps and drowned out the presence of the other league members who had stepped out of the conference room with him.

Then there was a great, controlled release of wavery air. When Constantine spoke, it was more serious than Batman ever remembered hearing him.

“Okay, okay.” Constantine mumbled to himself. “Listen closely, Bats, and repeat everything, and I mean everything, to your circus clowns.”

Superman cleared his throat. “We’re here.”

“YOU LEFT THE AMBASSADOR ALONE?!”

“Of course not! Wonder Woman and Martian Manhunter are monitoring him.” Batman said. 

Constantine grumble-sighed. “Good.” He mumbled. “Two of the competent ones. I don’t trust Bats not to **** this up and get us all killed.”

“What now?” Flash said.

Batman was a little offended. “Constan—“

“NO!” He yelled vehemently. He sounded a little manic. “Batsy, you have the emotional intelligence of a wet paper bag, a sad, trampled, wet paper bag with so many holes that it can’t even be considered a bag anymore, you have the emotional intelligence of wet, paper scraps and the diplomacy of a feral hyena! Unless he addresses you first, Do. Not. Initiate! Do not open your mouth! I have no faith in you whatsoever!”

“I will n—“ Batman tried to growl again, but Constantine cut him off. Again!

“No!” Constantine reiterated oh, so eloquently. “Look.” He sighed. “Getting news of the newest High King since he defeated the last one has been near impossible. All Deadman will tell me is that he’s better than the last guy and we are incredibly lucky our entire dimension wasn’t wiped out after that stunt the American government pulled with the Anti-ecto Acts.”

Batman saw some of the leaguers pale. He suddenly wasn’t feeling the best either.

“Anti-Ecto Acts?”

“Laws declaring their species non-sentient and illegal, I dealt with it, thing is, this is an extremely delicate situation.” He stressed. “We don’t know what kind of ruler he is, what little thing might set him off, and we cannot afford to set the High King off! Capiche?! It’s a good sign that he’s willing to negotiate peace, but he could change his mind. Some ghosts are very temperamental.”

“Ghosts.” Several of the leaguers repeated. Constantine let out an incredibly exasperated sound.

“Do you idiots know nothing?! Yes, ghosts! The Infinite Realms is the dimension between dimensions, the land of the dead and the never-born! They are incredibly powerful entities and many of them could level our planet easily! Whatever you do, DO NOT ask how they’ve died! It is highly taboo and you’ll get yourselves killed!” Constantine let out a stressed groan.

“I would come back and deal with this myself, but I am. . .occupied at the moment. Don’t try to negotiate without me! You lot will muck everything up! And seriously, DO NOT ASK HOW THEY’VE DIED! Keep the Ambassador happy until I can get there, convince him to stay! We might not have another chance like this, don’t annoy them, do not ignore them, and, just in general, don’t give the ambassador any reason to deliver anything negative to King Phantom and have him erase us all, got it?”

The Justice League exchanged several, stunned looks.

“Got it?”

Batman grunted.

“Good. And Bats.” Constantine added lowly. “If this fails, I am blaming you for the end of the world.”

Constantine ended the call and the phone beeped before drowning everyone in silence. The leaguers shared more looks.

“Now what?” Hal said.

[writerfromthestars]

DPXDC PROMPT: CASS AND DANNY

so i've seen a bunch of things where jason, or damian, or tim, or dick adopt danny. hear me out. Cass does.

Cass adopts Danny.

Danny gets de-aged, and dumped in Gotham to keep him safe from the GIW and Vlad and his parents. Cass is very liminal because of her time in the league, with a mainly empathy-based power set, and during one patrol, she feels something weird coming from an alley. 

She turns off her comms, then goes to investigate and finds smol Danny in a dumpster, trying to find food. He immediately clocks her as liminal so he trusts her purely because he knows she won’t turn him in to the government. Cass, meanwhile, is drawn to the small child, and turns her comms back on long enough to say “Babs, Bat-doption papers,” before scooping up the toddler and bringing him back to the cave. 

Danny is strongly reminded of Jazz, and he is completely fine with whatever is happening, because this liminal woman dressed as a bat found him, and then used empathy and a little ghostspeak to communicate what is happening, so he just relaxes into Cass’s arms.

Cass returns to the cave, and when asked why she has a child, she simply takes the stack of adoption papers Babs has set up, along with a tablet, puts her new kid to bed and falsifies some records to make him her legal son. Any attempts at questioning where she got Danny result in neutrally blank looks and Cass’s insistence that he is, and has always been, her son.

Bruce had been forced to bed early by Alfred for this patrol, and by the time he wakes up, eight hours of much-needed rest later, his children have come to the agreement that it’ll be really fun to fuck with his head, so he wakes up to a small child jumping on him, and, wondering whether he sleep-adopted another child, inquires as to Danny’s origins during breakfast. When he does, Tim looks shocked, Damian’s eyes widen as if he can’t believe his eyes, Cass looks betrayed, and the rest of the table just freezes. 

Hurriedly trying to fix his misstep, he asks what he said wrong, and Steph wraps her arm around Cass, picking Danny up, all while looking disappointed. 

Alfred finally breaks the silence by asking “Master Bruce, have you forgotten your grandson?” 

Bruce bluescreens. He figures out six hours later that while the kid is legally his grandson, he wasn’t present until last night, and he goes through the same process of questioning Cass and Steph about where they got the baby. The two women refuse to give any answer other than “he’s ours”.

Danny has now been adopted by a whole family of Liminals. There’s even a halfa, who reminds him a little of Dan, and he is very happy.

Duke absolutely adores his nephew. He quickly becomes Danny's favorite person outside of Cass, Steph, and Alfred.

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[dingodad]

is it not more entertaining to imagine the trolls hated each other. like i genuinely dont understand what extra mileage you get out of pretending, like, eridan and nepeta for instance secretly had this really profound love and respect for each other just cus they played a video game together one time

[paleon-todd-ogy]

John Dory from @matmiraculous fanfic ‘The Eldest and the Youngest.’ He’s so bbygurl in this fic 💖

[shhwsper]

little doodle for @rydoesartandstuff ‘s absolutely amazing fanfic “Great Decisions” !! i LOVE this fic and you all should too, go read it!

[sili-a]

Love like you

Swapped broppy au. Have you ever read a fanfic SO GOOD it inspires you to make art?

This song has been stuck in my mind for weeks thanks to the ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE written by PrincessPoppifer @princesspoppifer on ao3 Brilliant Blue and Muted Magenta, this one became my ultimate favorite and steal my heart, so I had to make fanart of it.

Love like you from Steven Universe captures the broppy dynamic from Poppy's pov sooo well. I actually have a list of other songs for these two, but this one was the best.

[vivianthepigeon]

MY POST WAS MENTIONED IN A YT VID??

It was for like 0.3 secs but HUH?!?

(Btw shes ColeyDoesThings on yt)

[princesspoppifer]

John Dory and “The Littles”

As “Brilliant Blue and Muted Magenta” nears its one year anniversary I find myself going back and reading chapters all over again and still crying over these characters. I’ve been actively working on drawing to try and bring some of this to life. I want you guys to see the vision the way I do 😭

Honestly it’s been a wild ride so far. Thank you to everyone who has supported me and this little work of fiction. While my writing May has slow down recently, my passion sure hasn’t 💖 I look forward to another year of BBAMM!!

Read here if you’d like!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54837184/chapters/138998953

[bolidebelle]

Do you ever write something, post it super proud and then realize it’s super pretentious and doesnt make a lot of sense?

Anyway I’m re writing my john dory fic before I make a new chapter.

[rydoesartandstuff]

Randomly remembered this quote and it made my mind go brrrr…

It was too good not to draw😂 It fits the vibes of the next few chapters so well! And wanted to try some shading anyways lol

[aliceramblez]

Dating The BroZone Brothers 🎤🎶

Tags: Gender-neutral reader, Fluff, Some Angst (mostly for Branch lol), Also Broppy isn't canon here, obviously. But I love them dearly so don't come at me!

Follow me @taruchinator for more structured content and/or feel free to leave a request here in asks. Enjoy!

John Dory

We all know this man is a bit self-centered, and that doesn't stop at your relationship.

He'll find any opportunity to show off for you— anything from singing, to dancing, to just his ‘incredible leadership skills that make him the perfect boyfriend!’

He also definitely introduced himself as a member of the old boy band BroZone, which you may or may not have heard of, which may or may not have left him flabbergasted.

Despite all his faults though, John Dory will do his best to be a good partner for you. It's what you deserve, after all!

Keeping you safe from wild creatures, making sure you're always happy because he loves your smile, and also being the overprotective boyfriend who'll square off against anyone who even dares to make you uncomfortable even if they're 10x his size.

Small detail, but he also loves the fact that Rhonda took a liking to you instantly.

“She knows how to pick the good ones,” he'd say with a wink.

Talks about his brothers CONSTANTLY, but always in a way that makes it seem like he doesn't care and that it's their fault the band broke up in the first place. He obviously really cares about them, though.

Some nights, he'll reflect and regret all the stuff he said and did to them, and wishes he could go back and make it right. You reassure him through most of it, trying to convince him that he was young and just didn't know any better.

He stares at you in awe and disbelief because how could ANYONE think that what he did was justifiable? Abandoning his younger siblings all because of his stupid ego and personal insecurities.

“I really don't deserve you...”

Give him some time he's just emotionally constipated.

Also you BET he's gonna show you off to his brothers once they're reunited, so just let him. He just wants the most important people in his life to meet.

You can also expect them to try and embarrass John Dory with stories from their childhood, so be ready to have a good laugh as your boyfriend plots for murder in the background.

Spruce/Bruce

Probably the one who's best equipped to be in a relationship out of everyone in the group.

He is a family man, after all.

Speaking of which, if you think him settling down in the movie and having kids of his own was cute, it really is! But that just indicates that he has a way with children.

If you have a child or younger sibling, expect them to get dotted and taken care of to DEATH by this man.

He may not have been the sensitive one of the group, but was definitely the most reliable of the eldest, so he's got experience handling little trouble makers that come his way.

He still opens a cantina in Vacay Island, which is where you two met for the first time, and so you help run it occasionally whenever you have the chance. And even though you don't go there 24/7, all the regulars just think that you're the co-owner since you're dating Bruce.

You're the one who finds out that he's actually ‘Spruce’, the member of old boy band BroZone. You just happened to stumble upon an old record he kept in his room, and after confronting him about it, he reluctantly confirms your suspicions.

It was hard to recognize him since he was much older now and his body had definitely... grown over the years.

Bruce doesn't like preaching about those days, since he's quite embarrassed of the ‘immature ladies man’ he used to be back then.

But he won't deprive you of them either, since he'll happily share any stories on his misadventures with his brothers, funny backstage incidents, etc.

He misses them dearly and wishes they're all doing okay.

Two words: Hopeless. Romantic.

He's ‘The Heart Throb’ for a reason.

Roses, chocolates, dances— he can do it all!

Bruce will always make time in his busy schedule to spend time with you, taking you on dates to your favorite spots around the island, getting you meaningful gifts, and just overall expressing his love for you in any way he can.

He loves singing to you because it always serenades you and it puts a smile on his face.

People always joke that he's going to propose to you out of the blue one of these days, which always leaves him a flustered mess, but he never denies either.

“What can I say? I might be waiting for the perfect opportunity...”

Clay

Poor baby doesn't know what he's doing but he's trying, okay?

The two of you meet in the abandoned Bergen Golf Course, where you and Viva welcome him with open arms, and everything pretty much plays as in the movie, except that he really likes spending time with you and ONLY you, which he doesn't quite understand?

You're the one to ask him out cause otherwise you'd be playing this back and forth forever. He says yes.

He's never had a partner before, so he's justifiably worried that he'll mess up in some way, or that you'll end up finding him too boring after a while.

This becomes much more apparent after a particular bad night, in which after mumbling incoherently because of a nightmare, you find out that he has brothers and used to be in a boy band.

He doesn't open up about it at first, so you give him some space and reassure him that you'll be there when he needs you. Just give him some time and he'll tell you eventually.

He talks about how he could never be himself, since he was always expected to be ‘The Fun One’, and now he's basically tried to become the complete opposite in hopes of gaining some control over his life.

But he also worries that others will think he's too dull, and that he just isn't interesting enough to be around. Especially you.

You immediately take his face in your hands and look him in the eyes.

“I fell in love with Clay. Not ‘The Fun Troll from BroZone’ Clay. Also, you're fun in your own way!”

He basically falls for you all over again after hearing this.

After that, he becomes slightly less uptight and allows himself to enjoy the little things. You sometimes actually catch him dancing when he thinks no one's looking and you find it's the most adorable thing in the world, even after he realizes he's not alone and wants the earth to swallow him whole.

���Don't mind me, I'mma just crawl in a hole for a while...”

“No, no- Babe, it was amazing! I loved it! Pleaseeee show me more!”

Overall, he's a pretty good boyfriend all things considered.

He's incredibly overprotective of you, and will always give you advice and tools he thinks will be helpful if you're thinking of venturing outside of the Golf Course.

He asks Viva for dating advice CONSTANTLY and she DOES NOT let him live it down. Of course she has good ideas, though.

He'll pretty much do anything for you, even if it means going out of his comfort zone.

Floyd

Another great candidate for being in a good relationship.

Need I explain myself with this man?

His entire personality revolves around being caring and understanding, so he's definitely always on the lookout for anything that makes you sad or uncomfortable and will fix it ASAP.

Floyd is the kind of person who will ask for consent with pretty much anything you do— from holding your hand, to kissing you, to giving you a hug; he will ALWAYS make sure that you're okay with it even if you've given him the green light in the past.

He's not huge on PDA due to his somewhat shy nature, but if you are, he'll try his best to keep up with you.

This doesn't mean he dislikes physical affection, in fact it's his love language. He'll go out of his way to try and sneak in as many hugs as possible throughout the day and maybe a kiss or two if you'll allow it, which of course you do.

You also try your best to get involved in his own interests, because that's only fair after everything he does for you.

It isn't until one day that he sings for you that you compliment him and he nonchalantly comments that he used to be in a band when he was a teenager.

Cue the reveal of him having four brothers and you begging him to tell you all about them.

Which he does, but you can't help but notice the melancholic expression on his face, so you immediately stop him and apologize for being pushy on the matter and that he doesn't have to share anything he doesn't want to talk about.

He only looks at you with a small smile and shakes his head.

“No, I'm glad you asked. I haven't talked about them in years, so I like remembering the good times, even if they're in the past now.”

So he'll go on and on about them, one by one, and go into excruciating detail about what kind of person they are and what he loves about them. He's especially fond of his little brother Branch, based on everything he tells you.

When he gets kidnapped by Velvet and Veneer, you immediately go to Branch for help.

Once you're reunited, you two basically run to each other and hug with tears streaming down your eyes.

“Did they hurt you?!”

“No, I'm okay! Did they hurt you?!”

“Who cares?”

“I do!”

Floyd is then incredibly happy to introduce you to his brothers, who begin to affectionately tease him about getting himself a partner and you happily step in to protect him from any unwanted bullying.

You also tell him that you like the new hairdo, which only causes him to giggle and kiss your forehead affectionately.

Honestly you guys probably have the healthiest relationship out of the whole group.

Branch

I was really debating whether to include him or not since there's many Branch Reader Inserts out there, but I don't wanna leave my baby out so here we are!

You have a classic childhood friends to lovers situation with him, since you've known him ever since he was a member of BroZone, only being about a year older than him.

You'd help him practice for his concerts and would always give him pep talks whenever he felt worried that he'd ruin the show.

You're basically his number one fan— never missing a concert even if it meant dragging your parents with you so they'd let you get in.

The moment the group disbands and Branch is left all alone, you're there for him and wait alongside him for his brothers to return, reassuring him that ‘siblings would never break a promise’.

Cue his whole childhood trauma and him losing his colors, but it's only because of you that he doesn't completely isolate himself from society. He still builds his bunker though, since he's pretty much scarred for life thanks to the Bergens.

Just like with Clay, you're the one who takes initiative and asks him out, and he's just left gaping like a fish because why would you want someone like HIM?

After reuniting with John Dory, he's also dotting you about how big you've gotten and treats you like a baby, which actually irks Branch much more than it does to him.

He makes sure to remind his brothers that you both are grown adults, thank you very much.

Once the band gets back together, you kinda become a manager of some kind and help them in organizing their performances. Branch is eternally grateful and thanks you for staying by his side all these years.