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eco-finders · 7 months
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Loam and Nix
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Loam: Sand Goopster "He wanted to look nice today, didn't want to be goopy", See above*
Body is entirely made of sand and can transform into glass at will. He can also turn into any glassware that you can think of, i.e. Bowls, walls, utensils, beakers, etc. He is endothermic which means he can take heat from the surrounding area and turn his body into glass. This bitty can absorb other sand into its body and create masterpieces but it takes up quite a bit of magic. Once his magic is depleted he’ll release the excess sand and have to remain in his sand pile for a while. Once he is fully recharged he can go back to making sand creations along with glass figurines. He can also absorb and color any sand he chooses. DO NOT GET HIM WET!!!! He will disfigure and won’t be able to put himself back together properly unless more sand is added. He is already very clean and does well with dirt because it just rolls right off of him. This bitty does not need to eat but can just for the flavor. DO NOT GIVE HIM ANYTHING WITH LIQUIDS IN IT! See above for consequences. His favorite types of food are pebbles, decorative gems (not real ones), he can eat anything plastic and glass, and perlite. His favorite things to do are designing new creations, playing hide and seek with his human (because he’s extremely good at it), going to the beach, and tagging along with his human. He loves to travel anywhere that his human does. He’s a bit of a people pleaser but he makes up for it by being able to defend himself in case of dangerous situations. His normal temperament is easy going, trusting, and laid back. But if put in a dangerous situation or putting someone he loves in danger then that would cause him to break into his attack form of shards of glass or a barrier wall with spikes protruding from it. He will defend weaker bitties from trouble and will protect them even from their human. Which means if the bitties are to be punished then you would have to punish him as well.
Nix: Blue Goldstone Spoopster
Body is a vapor like substance to resemble a ghost like form. The skeletal part of the body is a blue Goldstone which is a stone that can vaporize [kind of like dry ice]. It goes through sublimation, which is basically meaning it goes from solid to gas without becoming liquid. This is not toxic to humans, however it recommended the use of gloves or washing your hands after handling this bitty, as they may contain trace elements or minerals that could be harmful if ingested. If this bitty uses too much magic however, it needs either sunlight or moonlight to recharge their magic.  DO NOT LET HIM OUT OF YOUR SIGHT!!! This bitty is a little prankster, tends to scare people by phasing in and out of walls, or going through them. This bitty doesn't exactly need to eat, since sunlight and moonlight is basically their source of food. Though if they do, it would be non-sentient crystals, however their skeletal structure can possibly change to the crystal that they eat! They are truly a rare species because of this ability. THIS BITTY IS VERY PROTECTIVE! This bitty cares about their humans and will protect them at all costs. They don't like the possibility of their humans getting hurt, so they tend to grow bigger in size when in a protective state. Not much else is known on this bitty, but from what we can tell it is possible that it was an experiment gone wrong causing the bitty to be the way it is.
*Note: These two bitties are incredibly rare and are not up for adoption. (Feel free to ask any questions)
Art by: @shenzcorner
[They are in our book! Read it lol]
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egophiliac · 1 year
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they're baaaaaack
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soosoosoup · 29 days
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scrapped john dory and branch
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milliepad-moonlight · 3 months
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@jellfishjellfish
Idk if this is accurate to the AU - but I drew a little Bitty in my trolls style
I love the AU’s where John comes back for Branch.
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I put his name in a spiral lol
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bbq-potato-chip · 25 days
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doodles
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Fluffy Bitty Sanses part 1
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deadeery · 10 months
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SO TINY AND SO SILLY
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 148
Danny is enjoying his vacation. He’s surrounded by so many creatures who are delighted to show him around, and there’s a bunch that are even called ghosts! Those ones seem to have deemed him as their favorite person, which isn’t hard, but they have also apparently decided that they have to follow him everywhere, including all the way home. And to whatever world he takes his next vacation-slash job as Clockwork’s student at. 
Oh well, he’s sure it won’t be that noticeable. 
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okzoomies · 2 months
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read dungeon meshi
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skelekins · 9 months
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@smokbeast have a lil cross bitty b/c this was cute dlkjfakjf
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the-pobble-terrarium · 5 months
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YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, I WROTE A JOHN DORY ANGST FIC
Listen. I'm insane
You Don't Know What You Have, Until It's Gone
Summary: John Dory returns to the troll tree, ready to greet his brothers with open arms, but instead finds himself alone in a desolate place full of memories. He can't help but feel something's off.
[AO3 Version]
"No no no NO NO COME ON!"
John Dory flipped over the dining room table, hastily filing through cabinets and sifting through old boxes. He was looking for a sign, a clue, ANYTHING. It had only been a few months. Okay, a few years but surely at least one of them had stayed behind to take care of the two, right? Or did they leave it up to their 'big bro' to be chained to the nest, never allowed to open his wings and fly.
The mere thought sent JD into a furious state that pooled in his hands and left a hole in the wall. This wasn't fair. This wasn't RIGHT. Everything about this situation made him feel sick.
He had returned fully expecting the troll tree to still be alive and well. Sure, nobody would be as bright as normal- Trollstice always left the village in a state of gloom for a week or two- but instead of bright cheery trolls who forced a smile through the horrors they witness every year, he found... a ghost town. It was like walking straight into a nightmare. The ground below had been upturnt violently, holes left in the wake of whatever desperate attempt the bergens had made to capture every last troll they could. Various pods lay on the ground, walls caved and furniture destroyed, every critter that would normally fill the area with life was nowhere to be seen, and it was... terribly quiet. Like whatever happened here killed the life of everything around it. The color had been sucked out of this place and it left a sour taste in JD's mouth and a sense of dread in his chest.
What happened?
Where was everyone?
Finding his way to his room, he caved for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh and leaning his head into the mattress of the top bunk. This was Clay's bed. He had always insisted on JD being his bunk buddy. He chalked it up to "keeping the bed from toppling over in case the pod swings," but JD knew Clay had a soft spot for him. Back then they were the pranksters of the house, leaving hilarious but cruel jokes for their fellow siblings to burden. It would always be quiet giggling into full blown laughter as some poor soul would come across what they had set up, and then the sign to book it out of there: "GRANDMA!"
Grandma...
With some intense resolve, he hauled himself back up and continued his search. There was no point taking comfort in memories long gone and there had to be something- for as cruel as the bergens are they're too stupid to successfully capture an entire village of trolls.
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Right?
No, right. The bergens are idiots they couldn't be that smart. But then... where was everybody? Why was the ground so carelessly upturnt? Why hadn't anything in the entire village responded to his call? That sickening churning came back as his mind wandered further to answer his incessant questions, and he quickly picked up his pace. John wasn't stupid, just headstrong.
As he continued his search he found yet another memorabilia, one of Spruce's weights. When Spruce was around twelve, he became a bit obsessed with being strong. Finding it cute, John leaned into it, acting like his coach. Spruce had been ecstatic to have someone help him become "strong like the guys in the comic books!" but over time he lost his interest in the goal. After that, though, it had become a part of their brand, and Spruce had always made it a habit to eat healthy and work out- although he didn't really... enjoy.. it. No, let's be honest here, it was never Spruce's habit- it was the one John gave him. It was for the good of the band, sure, but he really did push Spruce to his limits hadn't he... maybe if he hadn't been so tough on them...
He placed the weight down and quickly left the room. He wasn't having that conversation with himself He turnt into Floyd and B's room, cringing at the sight of disarray it was in. B's crib was toppled over, his toys scattered across the ground, flowers that once bloomed here were wilted and shriveled, and a blanket meant for Floyd's bed laid draped over his vanity. Something about this room made JD... pause. It was almost somber to see it so empty, as if his brothers had just been... plucked out of a scene and everything had been left to rot. That idea sent a chill through his spine, and he promptly willed himself to forget it.
Instead he grabbed the blanket from the vanity, and admired it softly. It made him recall a memory of Floyd when they were younger. He had heard about blanket forts from some kids in his class, and insisted JD would help make him one since he was 'the oldest which meant he was the smartest.' They used some chairs and blankets to set up the roof, and pillows for the ground and sides. John had to squeeze himself small to fit inside, but it was rather cozy, and he ended up falling asleep with Floyd in their little makeshift fort.
...He missed when Floyd used to look up to him like that. Like someone he was proud of.
Instead, he looked ashamed of him the day they broke up. He'd never admit it out loud, but it hurt to leave his brothers behind. He had always meant to come back sooner but... things got away from him. It was too much. He gently placed the blanket on Floyd's old bed, smoothing out the wrinkles, then made his way to the toys. He came here with high hopes and a confident air about himself, but now he couldn't help feeling... upset, defeated. This place had brought up too many old memories for him, too many reminders of what he and his brothers used to have, and it was quickly breaking him down.
After putting all the scattered toys back, he moved to tip B's crib back into place. Looking down into the soft bedding, he didn't remember when he used to sleep here, but he was always the one tending to the rest of his brothers when they did. JD certainly wasn't a guy who enjoyed taking care of babies; they were loud, obnoxious, disgusting little molds of nature- but each one was his brother, and that was a kind of love that trumps any amount of negative qualities one can have. When Branch was born, he was getting awfully tired of the care routine but Floyd had taken quite well to caring for B, and JD was glad to finally have a break. Though, on quiet nights when B would wake up in a fit sometimes... JD would find himself caring for that little mess of blue, all swaddled in his blankets. With a bottle in one hand, and Branch in the other, he'd sit in the kitchen listening to the crickets outside and humming a lullaby for Bitty B.
It was just B and him.
And life was good.
He could feel his knees growing weak, his eyes burning. The reality he was trying to ignore was settling into place with this final memory, and he fell to the ground with a choked sob, pressing his head against the bars of the crib. Branch and Grandma were almost certainly gone. No house is left this destroyed without cause, and they likely weren't outliers in the bergen's last, greediest attack. If his brothers did stay after he left, they were dead too. The bergens had taken his entire family. They had taken his baby brother. And he wasn't there to save them. Any of them. He wasn't there to do the one thing all big brothers are supposed to do.
Protect their family.
And now he could never take any of it back.
Authors Note: Hope this hurts you all so so bad, we don't get enough JD angst methinks. I mean imagine coming back to you're entire town and finding it COMPLETELY EMPTY. No friends. No family. Just you and the sound of howling wind. That's going to fuck you up BAD.
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hashileio · 11 months
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the votes are in and yall are funny
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stick-by-me · 5 months
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Some lil guys 🦊
New follower sticker for: @longfurbyarmy!
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mommysecretlife · 3 months
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New Content & SP Videos being uploaded tonight!! 🤩🤩
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caycanteven · 10 months
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Safe to say he despises his floaters, but he was very adorable in them.
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ilexlio · 1 year
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I love these noodley bois
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