Compilation of my Trolls Crossover Fanart, edited / revamped!
1. Bridget and King Gristle as trolls! I would’ve loved to see an episode in TBGO where they somehow become trolls for a day, to see them properly hanging out with Poppy and Branch! I envision Poppy and Bridget having all kinds of girly fun, while the guys just chill nearby, and for some reason I could see Gristle struggling with how to work his new magic hair.
2. Miracu-trolls: Marinette, Adrien, Alya and Nino (much better than my original / first sloppy attempt)
3. How to Troll Your Dragon: Astrid and Hiccup
4. Troll-munks: Alvin, Simon, Theo, Britt, Jeanette, Eleanor
5. Tangled The Trolls: Rapunzel, Eugene, Cassandra
6. Troll-Trollhunters: Claire, Jim, Toby (still not 100% satisfied with J & T, something still seems off about their looks, but oh well)
7. Slug-trolls: Eli, Trixie, Kord, Pronto, Drucilla, Junjie (I think it’s finally a good mix between Pop troll style and Slugterran style)
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Some nonlinear writing going on as I work on plot points.
From undetermined chapter, Family, Familia, ‘Ohana. Hawaii 5-0/911 Crossover, Navy Seal Evan “Buck” Buckley, Borrowed SWAT characters. Buddie. McDanno.
Warnings: first draft, Eddie POV. Deacon Kay is ‘voice of reason’
Eddie heard the movement of footsteps in the sand behind him but he didn’t turn to look. He thought he’d been clear with Bobby—he didn’t want to talk. He’d come here specifically to think—Eddie wasn’t interested in any more explanations or excuses.
“This patch of sand taken?” Was the quiet enquiry.
This made Eddie look away from the partially destroyed pier and the calm waves. He shouldn’t have told him that he sometimes came here to think when he wanted to be alone. It was—in Frank’s words—potentially self-destructive since he was thinking about how things easily could have had a different outcome that day Buck and Christopher had gone to the pier. He could have permanently lost them both in one big wave. “Deacon?”
“Athena was worried,” Deacon explained as he sat next to Eddie disturbing the sand and stretching out his long legs out and beginning to take off his shoes. Shoes that were just as sand filled as Eddie’s had been before he’d removed them.
“Was she?” That came out sharper than he’d meant to. While Eddie sometimes let Athena mother him, surely she was on her husband’s side.
“She was. She didn’t tell me what was going on but wanted me to check on you.”
“Because I make such great choices,” Eddie bit back. That was unwarranted. Deacon had been a friend to him more than a parole officer that the original agreement had him as. However, Eddie wasn’t sure about things again. He’d though he’d known how he’d ended up on the outs with Buck but now he knew that there’d been something else at play. Something he hadn’t known to worry about.
Another thing he’d missed—that he’d missed because he trusted Bobby to tell the team the truth about the lawsuit.
“I actually think she was worried you were so upset that you might get hurt again. She didn’t tell me why—just asked me to find you and make sure you were okay.” Deacon was calm, measured. He didn’t take offense.
Sometimes Eddie wished Deacon would take offense—he was being unreasonable. He thought he’d worked on not being this way but the backslide rankled.
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