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kaoreta · 3 months
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It's Not Like That! (Or is it?)
I finally got something done after scrapping a bunch of ideas! Sorry if it's bad though, got a little case of writers block...
Pairing: Floyd x Fem!Reader
Important Notes: You're a Putt-Putt Troll!
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Takes place after the events of Band Together, reader is an OG BroZone fan and their fav is Floyd, probably some repetitive things here and there lolz
writing is under the cut~
You were rolling around in the sand outside of the bar after BroZones reunion concert, two of Bruce’s kids were behind you, giggling loudly as they chased you around the area.
At some point, you rolled out of their line of sight and your thoughts began to wander…
Being able to see BroZone after all these years, hearing kids laugh cheerfully as you roll around in the summer sun… It all felt so surreal after being stuck in that old bergen golf course for so long.
Buuuut, you didn't have long to think on those thoughts as you accidentally ran into another troll.
Fortunately, the other troll landed on their back. You however, landed face first on the ground, and sand made its way into your mouth.
“Ugh… Oh- Hey, are you alright?”
You heard the other troll say, you quickly pushed yourself up and spat out the sand that was in your mouth before answering them.
“Yeah, I'm fine- Bleh!”
You cut yourself off as you spat out more sand, the other troll chuckled at your actions…
Wait a sec...
That laugh sounds familiar…
Lifting your head up to properly look at the troll you ran into, you saw…
“Wait- Floyd!?”
You questioned with widened eyes, did you really just accidentally run into your favorite BroZone member!? That's so embarrassing…
The embarrassment you were feeling only grew as he nodded and confirmed your words, you groaned out loud as you pulled strands of your hair over your face, mumbling an apology to him.
“It’s alright, mistakes happen… You don't have to hide like that, y’know?”
Ah, just as you’d expect from the sensitive one, his words were so gentle and kind… But now isn't the time for fangirling!!
“U-um… Yeah! You're right…!”
You let go of your hair as you cleared your throat, looking off to the side to hide your embarrassment, have I mentioned you're embarrassed yet?
“Hey… You’re a Putt-Putt Troll, right?”
He asked, you nodded your head, still looking away from him.
“Cool, I hope my older brother wasn't too serious for you.”
Floyd chuckled, you knew he was referring to the time you spent in the bergen golf course and you giggled along.
“He was fine, Viva balanced out his seriousness anyway.”
You replied, finally looking at him with a smile. Floyd only stared at your face as you looked at him, you caught onto this and waved a hand in front of his face.
“Uh… Earth to Floyd??”
You kept waving your hand until he snapped back to reality.
“A-ah… Sorry… I spaced out…”
He said as he turned his head away… Oh, so now it's his turn to do that, neat. You giggled and told him it was fine.
Just as he looked back to you, someone cut off your moment.
“There you are, Floyd!”
Looking over, it was Bruce, his children right behind him.
“And there’s ball girl!!”
One of his children excitedly exclaimed as they pointed to you, you smiled back at them as you got ready to go back into your ball form.
“Wanna play another round?”
You asked them with one eyebrow raised, they cheered a bunch of yes’s and without missing a beat you rolled off again, hearing their laughter and footsteps behind you once again.
“So, what’s that troll's name?”
“It's… uh…”
Floyd trailed off, Bruce laughed as he watched his younger brother struggle to remember.
“Did you forget to ask? That's not a great start to getting a girl, y’know?”
Floyd groaned at his older brother's words, feeling embarrassed by them.
And that embarrassment only grew as another one of his brothers overheard Bruce.
“Wait… Floyd’s got a crush!?”
JD exclaimed, eyes widened and mouth agape.
“N-no! It's not like that…”
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kaoreta · 3 months
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Rock On!!
Hello, my name is Kao, I go by They/Them pronouns, and welcome to my blog!
This is where I'll be writing a bunch of Trolls stuff, even if the fandom is dying out, my writing passion isn't!
I'm not taking requests unfortunately since i'm not quite ready for that and wanna go at my own pace, but don't worry, I have many ideas for things to write, and maybe, i'll touch on something you like! (Heavy emphasis on maybe)
That's all for the new people... So what about the tiny crowd of followers I have?
A message for you guys is under the cut!!
If you've been here before then you know I was originally planning for this to be a general writing blog, so why the change?
It's actually really simple, I decided I wanted to make different writing blogs for my different interests and since I already had two Trolls posts on here, I decided to transform this one!!
Told ya it was simple!
Anywho, I have some oneshots I gotta work on.
See ya!!
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kaoreta · 3 months
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Forgive, Never Forget...
To add salt in the wound, I was listening to "It Takes Two" while writing this
Pairing: Viva x Reader
Important Note: You're Viva's childhood best friend
Genre: Angst
Warnings: No dialog, probably some bad grammar here and there, Viva angst is its own warning tbh
writing under the cut~
Viva didn't like to dwell on the dark parts of her life, she always looked towards the future with hope that it would be brighter…
And it was…
Besides the fact she didn't have her childhood best friend anymore, that is.
She lost you in the Bergen Attack all those years ago, you were part of the trolls that were captured due to the escape tunnels collapsing. While she was able to save the rest, the bergens wouldn't go without at least one troll.
Unfortunately, that troll was you.
It all happened so suddenly, first you were behind everyone to ensure they all escaped without trouble, next thing you knew, you were being grabbed by an angry bergen. It looked hungry too… not a great combo for a troll who’s been captured.
Viva, with a shout of your name, rushed in to try and help you, at first she was succeeding, beating up the bergen without missing a beat. What she didn't account for, however, was that she was so tiny… that all it took to get her away was a simple flick of a finger while she wasn't watching.
You tried to warn her as best you could, but by the time she took notice it was already too late. She was flying back through the air, eyes widened in shock. When she finally landed, she herself was about to be captured in her weakened state, but she still didn't go without a fight.
Once she secured her own safety, she looked over to where the bergen who caught you was, only to see that it was gone, and so were you.
With a pain stinging her heart, she decided to flee.
She really wanted to go back and find you, but even she knew that it would be too much of a risk…
Sometimes it's best for you to leave other people to their fate.
Viva hated how selfish that sounded, but it was the truth in that situation. She knew you wouldn't want her risking her life over and over for you anyway…
Even after all these years she still thinks back to what happened to you, how she couldn't save her closest friend. The guilt still eats away at her, sometimes it even ends up with her crying herself to sleep. If not for the determination she still had, she probably would’ve been drained of color by now.
With all the developments that have happened since that day, trolls and bergens having peace, her reuniting with her father and sister, she kept her head up high… for you, and for her new friends.
But even if she's forgiven the bergens for everything that happened back then...
She'll never forget that they took you away from her.
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kaoreta · 4 months
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"That's the Trolls I know..."
Woo-hoo!! First post!
Important Note: Creek's your bf in this
Genre: Angst with a happy ending
Warnings: Use of [Name], Creek's a little shit (but what's new?)
writing under the cut~
Here you all were, captured by Chef in a small cage. At this point you were thinking you were destined to be the bergens food, I mean with Poppy captured too, you’ve almost lost all hope.
Almost.
You had one hope left, it was an uncertain one, but it's all you had…
Your boyfriend, Creek.
I mean you knew he was still alive, maybe he could find some spiritual answer and come free you all! What a miracle that would be, right?
Snapping back to reality, Chef was going on and on about getting enough trolls and making all of Bergentown happy again… Then, Poppy spoke up against her.
“You’ll never find them, not where they're hiding!”
After that, Chef turned back towards all of you, stepping closer, saying she might be able to with someone they know and trust… But, who could that be?
Your question was soon answered as she opened her small bag and took something or someone out of it…
Oh no.
Out came Creek, looking as calm as ever… The others cheered that he was there meanwhile you and Branch stayed quiet, looking towards one another, you both silently agreed that something was up. Branch spoke up about it first.
“He’s selling us out!”
He said as he started strangling Creek with his hair, while the others panicked at his outburst, you watched silently, trying to make sense of this turn of events.
After Poppy stopped Branch and told him to let Creek give an explanation, he simply said…
“I’m selling you out.”
Then it was Poppy’s turn to do the strangling, while all that havoc went on, you looked to the ground. He just confirmed that he was betraying you and everyone else, he was your only hope and now he turns around and does this? It’s just too much…
You lifted your head back up as he explained why he was doing such a thing, closing it out by flirting with Poppy, right in front of you. He didn't even spare you a glance, did you really mean that little to him…?
Only thing you got from him was a smirk and a shrug after he was done, not a single word said…
What an asshole he turned out to be.
When he left with Chef, you backed up into the back of the cage, both sad and furious at this turn of events, sitting yourself down as you hid your face in your knees.
“Yo [Name], you alright?”
You heard Cooper ask, that turned everyone's attention towards you, all equally concerned. You felt like sobbing…
But you couldn't, not in front of all your friends… That would be too embarrassing.
Your body started shaking.
You… can't…
Then, tears started falling from your eyes.
Fuck.
A few tears turned into soft sobs, then those sobs turned into full-on crying, and that crying turned into a meltdown.
Everyone crowded you, trying to comfort you at the same time, just like with Bridget. You only covered your ears as you cried more, all the added noise overwhelmed you.
Shortly after, you heard someone shout “Guys, look!” and they all went quiet… Too quiet.
Slowly raising your head, you looked at everybody, they all looked back at you as if you were a ghost.
“[N-Name]... [Name], I’m so sorry…”
Satin and Chenille both said to you softly, you were about to ask them what was wrong, then you saw your knees…
They weren't your usual bright colors… Raising your hands to look at them, they weren't the right color either…
Your eyes widened as the realization dawned on you.
All your color was drained.
Now your colors were similar to Branch, grayed out and devoid of feeling.
Looking around at everyone else, they all looked sad as well, but luckily their colors aren't disappearing… That was good.
“G-guys, c’mon… I’ll be fine… I think.”
You said to them, trying your best to be positive for them, they all looked up at you, surprised you could say such a thing after all this.
“...They're right, we can't give up now!”
Poppy exclaimed, the rest slowly but surely started to get their usual energy back, agreeing with what she said. You looked at their determined faces with a fond smile.
“That's the Trolls I know…”
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