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nioumin-draw · 2 months

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For @crunchycoookies and her adorable AU branch the country/pop trolls

I love Gary goat 🐐 sm 😭❤️🤣🤣 he so dumb and then cute

A sketch of Branch riding a adorabull with Holly Darlin' running next to him

And Branch and poppy reunion during TWT

When poppy and biggie singing and dancing at landsome flat

#trolls branch #trolls world tour #trolls 2 #country trolls #holly darlin #branch x poppy #Landsome flat #delta dawn #trolls au #au trolls #fostering hope au

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alexgrin · 4 months

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I imagined a scene where Shef kidnaps Poppy instead of Creek… The plot could have changed dramatically, where not Poppy goes to save friends, but the Branch runs to save the princess, but a Creek tried to dissuade him (quite logically, knowing his cowardice and weakness)… Well, the Branch began to speak to him in the likeness: "Isn't she your friend?" (Although he goes there because of the desperation of the trolls that the future queen will die)... And in fact, the Creek will follow the Branch because of its selfish goals… On the other hand, he could overcome his fears and change…

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zikosia · 29 days

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🌧~Found AU~🌧

~ A break after discovering your little brothers are probably dead ~

"...Maybe... Spruce is still alive..?"

// 5 years after they escaped, they found a way to return to the tree to get Floyd and Branch back.

Unfortunately, they found the tree dying and lifeless. Back in their old pod, there is no one, a little blood drying on the ground...

They conclude that their little brothers are dead and leave, collecting a few things (Bitty B's glasses, Floyd's earrings, old Brozone memories, clothes, and pictures) //

They almost get grey, but having each other help them...

#my art #drawing #fanart #dreamworks #trolls #trolls band together #trolls fanart #brozone #clay #trolls clay #trolls john dory #john dory #found au #trolls au #au trolls

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glitterp0prhaps0dy · 1 month

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Heartbreak part 2

WARNING: I DID NOT PROOF READ THIS, IF THERES ANY SPELLING MISTAKES OR GRAMMER MISTAKES JUST IGNORE IT I WROTE HALF OF IT DURING SCHOOL.

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John Dory burst from Branch's bunker, a whirl of emotions etched on the faces of those left inside. Floyd's expression was tinged with worry, Bruce wore a mask of confusion, and Clay seemed nothing short of irritated. Branch broke the tense silence with a blunt, "What the actual fuck just happened?

Seated on a beanbag, Floyd shifted, glancing at his brothers. "He looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack, not at all himself," he said, his concern palpable as he exchanged a meaningful look with Bruce. "I'm going to check on him. We can't let him wander off when he's this upset," Floyd declared.

Floyd grasped his wooden cane and painstakingly rose from the beanbag. He made his way to the bunker's elevator, pulled the lever, and ascended, leaving the bunker.

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John Dory burst through Rhonda's door, slamming it shut as he collapsed to the floor, his breaths coming in heavy gasps and sweat beading his forehead.

Gathering his strength, he pulled himself up using the countertop for support and staggered toward the loft. Once there, he climbed into his bed and reached under his pillow for something concealed there—a blue plushie. This wasn't just any toy; it was a Flopper Hopper, distinguished by its large green button eyes and long, fuzzy ears, though one ear was notably damaged, missing its latter half.

Clutching the plushie tightly, John curled into a fetal position and began to cry, his tears soaking into the soft fabric of the doll.

John's eyes wandered upwards, resting on the tapestry of memories plastered across his ceiling. Among the snapshots capturing his wild escapades on the Neverglade trail, one photo held his gaze longer than the others. It wasn't just any picture—it was a heartfelt reminder of a different kind of adventure.

Centered amidst the chaos of his thrilling journey memories, this particular photo was more personal, more intimate. It featured a woman with hair that flowed like a cascade of deep, reddish-pink sunset, her skin aglow with a yellow sparkle that seemed to light up the room. Cradled in her arms was a baby, a tiny mirror of her luminosity but with hair the color of the deepest sea green, tinged with teal.

This picture, unlike the others, spoke of a journey not across wild landscapes but through the

realms of love and connection. The striking visual contrast between the woman and the baby, with their shared glittery skin and uniquely colored hair, painted a vivid image of familial bonds and the beauty of heritage. It was a precious, frozen moment that John cherished, a beacon of warmth and love amidst his adventurous exploits.

This photo was John's sole keepsake of them together, the singular testament to their intertwined lives. Clutching the child's doll, he felt the weight of memories it carried. Beneath his glove, hidden from the world, lay his ring—a silent vow, a whisper of a life once promised. These items were more than mere objects; they were the guardians of his regrets, the symbols of the heartbreaking truth that he would never see them again.

As tears streamed down his face, soaking into the fabric of the doll, John's whispered apologies filled the quiet of the room. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you, I failed you both," he repeated, his voice a broken melody of sorrow and guilt. Each word was a testament to his pain, a sorrowful lullaby that spoke of loss, love, and the unbearable weight of his remorse.

The persistent knocking at the door seemed to dissolve into the void of John Dory's grief, his ears deaf to anything beyond the echoes of his own sorrow. When Floyd received no response, driven by concern and impatience, he decided to take matters into his own hands. With a determined push, the door swung open, and he entered the armadillo bus, his presence unannounced

Navigating the stairs proved a challenge, his cane a necessary but cumbersome companion that made the ascent more difficult than usual. However, Floyd's resolve was unwavering. As he entered, he paused, scanning the space with a keen eye. It didn't take long for the muffled sounds of John's despair to guide him towards the loft.

Spotting John, Floyd hastened his pace, an urgency fueled by concern propelling him forward. The ladder to the loft posed another hurdle, but Floyd navigated it with a clumsy determination, mindful of the limited space. John's form occupied most of the loft, leaving Floyd to awkwardly balance on the ladder, his presence now impossible to ignore.

Floyd's heart ached as he witnessed the depth of John's sorrow. With every fiber of his being urging him to offer some solace, he carefully navigated the tight space of the loft, settling near John yet ensuring he respected his need for personal space. In the dim light, Floyd's presence was a silent beacon of empathy and understanding.

"John," Floyd's voice was a soft murmur, a gentle breeze in the stifling air of grief. "I'm here for you." His words floated in the space between them, an offer of support, laden with unspoken promises of companionship through the storm of sorrow.

The loft was cramped, but at that moment, it felt like the entire world had narrowed down to this intimate setting of raw emotions. Floyd, sensitive to John's need for space yet eager to offer comfort, extended a tentative hand but paused, letting it hover in the air for a moment. He wanted to bridge the gap between them, to offer a touch that said everything words could not, but he also understood the sanctity of personal grief. He waited, allowing John to dictate the terms of their interaction.

As the silence stretched on, Floyd remained a steadfast presence, his heart silently breaking for his brother. "If you need anything—a glass of water, or someone to just sit with you—I'm here," he offered softly, his words laced with the warmth of genuine concern.

And so, Floyd waited, a quiet guardian in the night, ready to provide comfort or companionship, to listen or to share the silence. In the loft that night, amidst tears and whispered apologies, the foundation of their friendship deepened, grounded in the understanding that sometimes, just being present is the most profound support one can offer.

John continued to sob into the plushie, his emotions spilling over. Slowly, he rolled over to face Floyd, revealing eyes swollen and red from crying, with tear tracks marking his cheeks. As their gazes met, a fresh wave of tears surged, amplifying John's cries in a heart-wrenching crescendo of grief.

Floyd, moved by the sight of his brother's pain, reached out to pat John on the back, his expression etched with concern. "I couldn't save them. I couldn't protect them. I'm so sorry... I'm so, so sorry," John's voice broke with each word, a confession of his deepest regret.

Floyd, initially puzzled by John's words, followed his gaze to the collage of photos adorning the ceiling above the loft. His eyes settled on the photograph of the woman and the baby, a realization dawning on him. With a heavy heart, he whispered, "Oh... John, I'm so sorry," now understanding the depth of John's loss and the source of his profound sorrow.

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i hope you guys like it :D i have alot of ideas for this au! feel free to give feedback or ask questions

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lustoffdemn · 19 days

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design inspired by the AU of @sebas-jlf

#trolls #trolls 3 #brozone #trolls veneer #velvet and veneer #drawn #dreamworks trolls #trolls floyd #canon #floyneer #au trolls

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aaronthemoron23 · 22 days

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My oc from trolls mount ragous

#mount rageous #trolls sketch #trolls fan art #au trolls #au troll #trolls 3 #trolls au #troll talk #troll #troll oc #trolls #troll band together #artists on tumblr

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anllithix · 1 year

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ohposhers · 5 months

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★No way I spent like 7 hours making a cringey comic for the Troll Twins AU im sick to my stomach Using trolls for their talent is a lot darker if you are one yourself, I love the idea of Vel and Ven being trolls who can't sing rahahah

#trolls #trolls band together #velvet and veneer #floyd trolls #troll twins au #my art #consistency i dont know her #i hate drawing

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weaselmcdiesel · 1 month

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i was being so so so real when i said id make more katnep comics

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pollonube · 5 months

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Velvet and Veneer (and Queen Barb instead of Floyd)

#trolls #trolls movie #trolls dreamworks #trolls fanart #trolls 3 #trolls band together #velvet and veneer #trolls velvet #trolls veneer #trolls queen barb #queen barb #trolls au #trolls swap au

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citricacidprince · 4 months

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TransFem Branch meeting John Dory once again!!!

(The Rest of the Brothers!!!)

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nioumin-draw · 2 months

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I looooove trolls AU

Here the list of my favorites :

Fostering hope , Swap AU and Lost and found of @crunchycoookies

The Eldest and Youngest : @matmiraculous

Hypno pop au of @djmurphy

Rhytm Reversal @3lectr1city

Possessive Brozone @secretpostsposts

Feral Branch @msraptor

Perfect perfect perfect family harmony @cumulonimbus-brainrot-central

Brozone bounty AU @year2000electronics

Dereliction @jellfishjellfish

Brozone fell AU @mirrow-hamato

Rewinding Our Fate @thatbennybee

N2 AU @ryssbelle

Pirate AU @araremonaka

Runaway au @kkpaaw

Destinies Changed @dragonempress001

Out the Train Wreck @keebsification

@1elouise au too

Is there any others au you want share with me ? Because I wish add more on my list 👀👀👀

#trolls au #dreamworks trolls #trolls dreamworks #au trolls #au

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alexgrin · 4 months

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I never really drew comics, just sketches or sketches with an unfinished story. Most likely I would have left this style - darker and duller…

P.S. This is a continuation of the theme from the AU, where the princess was kidnapped, and Creek was in her role…

Yes, I love gloomy. If everything in a cartoon is made for children, then I distort everything into a darker theme.

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zikosia · 1 month

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⭐️~Found AU~⭐️

After John leaves the tree, Clay and Spruce do the same, thinking that Floyd and Branch are together.

Escaping from the tree, Clay unknowingly takes the same path as JD.

// I really want to show you more of this idea I have, probably design JD and Clay, and explain you more of what they do together //

#my art #drawing #fanart #dreamworks #trolls #trolls band together #trolls fanart #brozone #clay #trolls clay #trolls john dory #john dory #au trolls #trolls au #Found au

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glitterp0prhaps0dy · 1 month

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update on heartbreak au

i really want to post the heartbreak au and get it out to the world, iv already planned so much for it, but I don't have nearly enough time to draw all the comic panels for each scene, would you guys be fine if I made it more of a fanfiction that had a picture every now and then?

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twentytwoarts · 4 months

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twitter cooked me for this one

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #dw trolls #trolls band together #trolls 3 #queen poppy #poppy #poppy trolls #branch #branch trolls #broppy #angst #trolls fanart #trolls au

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