#rise trolls au

[phykoha]

THE MAD DOGZ??? IT'S THEM OMG OMG

This ex-band of brothers stopped making music together ages ago, but they're still very close. After the Queen of Rock went on her "World Tour", the brothers went from all Pop Trolls to a whole mix of genres. Well... Except for Angel. He's just a wizard now.

I'm so happy I was able to finish all of them before work fdsbhfsjd I think Von Ryan has my favorite design of all 4, he's very nice to look at.

#phy's sketchbook #art #hea au #tmnt #rottmnt #rise trolls au #happily ever after au #rottmnthea #trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls oc #trollsona #crossover au #trolls 3 #trolls movie #trolls band together #trolls original character

[triona-tribblescore]

Draw the rise turtles as trolls!! Or draw cute broppy plsss

Teenage ninja trolls uvu <3

#this was so fun #giggling to myself in my little corner playing with my two hyperfixations #COMBINNEEEE #uvu #trolls #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #dreamworks animation #trolls oc #? #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raph #rottmnt donnie #tribbleart #asks #<3 #rottmnt au #?? #lmao idk what it is tbh but I'm squishing them so softly

[darth-sonny]

thought about developing the Bad End some more, and why not do that by creating some new characters?

meet The Twins!!! (they legit have no names)

[Inspired by @tmntaucompetition AUcember prompt: "Kid"]

Prime created them with some mysterious purpose in mind, but in the end, they were considered failures and sent them out to the frontlines to end up as cannon fodder. But, surprise, surprise, it turns out these kiddos are massive menaces. Compared to other Kraang, they have the least amount of bloodlust amongst them, but their scream (the same one that seals away ninpō) is incredibly powerful and is capable of even causing serious physical harm (Mikey and Donnie are their main targets). So, Prime allowed them to live, and they now serve their "Parent" as a tank and shield duo

Also, they dress and act like popstars. No one knows why. But if you start to hear music on the battlefield, that is your only clue to run

#i saw that prompt and blacked out #but honeslty I've been waiting for a chance to show these guys and here they are!!! #also. small tangent. but their main inspiration was velvet and veneer from trolls band together #those two just made something click in my brain #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise oc #rise krang #krang oc #kirby tag #prime leo au #bad end #my art #sonny draws #pop and star

[earth-ambassador-jim]

Time Has Passed Me By

AO3 ~ Fanfiction

Finally answering this fic request from @rosemaidenvixen . It's been hanging out in my WIPs almost finished for the past 3 years or so.

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Awareness returned slowly: the sound of rushing water, faint flickering white light, the taste of minerals, the smell of damp earth, and the press of hard stone. He wasn’t sure how long he lay there, simply existing as part of his surroundings.

He grew restless and attempted to stand. His first attempt failed but he eventually struggled to his feet and stood there, weak kneed and uncertain. He was in a cavern. Water flowed over the grey stone beneath him and clear crystals hemmed him in from every side. Some of them glowed with a faint white light, most were grey and dead. He stared for a while before his attention turned to himself.

He… Draal… yes that was his name… Draal looked down at his hands and found the blue of his stone crisscrossed with clear white crystal that matched those surrounding him. It reminded him of something Nomura had shown him in her museum one time: a broken vase that humans had repaired with gold.

He looked at his other hand and found that the prosthetic was still there but spikes of white crystal where growing out of it. He tested it and found that it still moved.

Feeling a little more awake now Draal looked at his surroundings again. Where was he? Where was…

“Jim!”

He remembered then: being controlled by Gunmar and forced to fight his friends. Coming to Merlin’s cave and being freed from the spell. Jim finding him. The fight against Gunmar and Angor Rot. Sacrificing himself to save Jim. And finally falling as the poison swiftly claimed him.

Now he was properly awake. Draal wasn’t sure how he was still alive but he had to get out. The Trollhunter needed him.

Eventually Draal had been able to follow the flow of the water to an exit. Unfortunately the sun was still high in the sky so he was forced to wait until it set before he could continue.

Upon exiting the cave he found himself in an open area ringed about by dense forest. He frowned trying to remember what he could from his time under Gunmar’s control to get some idea of where he was. They’d taken a gyre so he was likely far from Arcadia. The question was how far?

Eventually he gave up and just followed the river. It would likely lead him to a human town and he could figure out where he was based on the language. He really wished he had taken Jim up on his offer of a cell phone.

He walked all night and halfway through the next day –keeping to the shadows of the forest- before he came upon a town. It was small. Humans bustled about going about their daily business. Draal crept closer, trying to hear what language they were speaking. It was just then that the couple he was watching turned their attention to the left and waved at someone approaching them.

Draal’s eyes widened with shock when he saw that the newcomer was a troll. They stood unaffected in the full light of the sun, wearing strange clothing, and struck up a conversation with the humans before them as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

The humans and the troll chatted for several minutes before going their separate ways, the humans into one of the buildings and the troll toward the forest. Draal quietly followed.

Was this strange troll an impure? That would explain its tolerance to sunlight.  Perhaps the whole village was changelings. In the time they’d been together Nomura had once joked that maybe changelings should just abandon both humans and trolls to form their own culture.

The maybe-changeling had now entered the forest. Draal followed patiently. It was best to wait until they were far enough from the village that they wouldn’t be heard.

The young troll it seemed was foraging for wild herbs. Every once and while he would stop and pull out his scissors to carefully take some plants.

Finally they were sufficiently far from the village.

Draal’s initial thought was to pounce on the troll from behind, pin him down and force the truth out of him, but something made him hesitate. He felt like the might be more to the situation. A puff of air left his nostrils as his lips quirked up slightly. It was Jim’s influence no doubt.

He moved to stand behind the troll.

“Greetings,” He said in trollish.

The troll let out a surprised yelp and spun around, mane fluffing up.

“Holy shit dude! Where did you come from?” He paused and looked Draal up and down before frowning. “Actually where did you come from? I haven’t seen you before and our town isn’t really a big tourist destination.”

Draal hesitated and then replied: “Arcadia.”

The troll blinked and his brows went up.

“Like Heartstone Troll Market Arcadia?”

Draal nodded.

“Lively!” He said, now looking interested. “Do you live in Trollmarket?”

Draal nodded again.

“Wow. I’ve always wanted to visit. I hear the Heartstone is wicked awesome. I’m Smleck, by the way. So what brings you to this neck of the woods?”

“What country is this?” Draal asked slowly.

He was a bit offput by the young troll’s strange way of talking. He talked more like Jim and his friends than any troll Draal knew.

“Oh this is France.”

It was going to be a long trip home it seemed.

“What where you doing talking to those humans?”

Smleck cocked his head in confusion.

“They’re my friends…?”

“But humans aren’t supposed to know about trolls,” Draal said irritably. He had the distinct feeling he was missing some important point.

“What are you talking about?”

They stared at each other for a long moment.

“Also how where you out in the sunlight?”

Have you been living under a rock?” Smleck asked incredulously.

“It seems so,” Draal said.

Smlech set down his basket and leaned up against a tree. He tapped his chin.

“Do you know what year it is?”

“By the human or troll standard?”

Smleck blinked slightly.

“Umm, let’s go with human.”

“2016,” Draal responded.

Smleck’s mouth fell open.

“What the heck. That’s… that’s… Have you been just living on your own all this time? Or did you get caught up in some time magic or something?”

Draal frowned.

“I was injured and just regained consciousness… Why?”

Smleck ran his hands through his mane and took a breath.

“Okay.. so don’t freak out but… You haven’t been out for a day or two… you’ve been out for over a millennia. It’s 3032 now.”

Draal froze and for a moment all he could hear was the roaring in his ears. His first thought was that the fight with Gunmar was probably over. Then he remembered that Smleck had mentioned Heartstone Trollmarket, so they must have won.

His next thought was to ask Smleck if the Trollhunter had survived, but then he remembered that humans rarely ever lived over a century. So whether Jim survived the war against Gunmar or not he was…

Then it occurred to him that after a millennia had past then most of even the trolls he knew would be gone now. He was well and truly alone then.

“Is there a gyre near here?” He asked. “I would like to return to Arcadia.”

Smleck was giving him a pitying look that made Draal want to punch him but he refrained.

“I can do you one better actually.”

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“One better” Turned out to be a portal. Not one of dark magic like Claire used but a vortex of glowing blue energy created from what Smleck told him was Akiridian technology. Apparently all he had to do was have the station master set his destination and he would just have to walk through the portal and he’d be in Arcadia.

He was a little wary of the device but it turned out to be painless. A welcome change from the nausea inducing gyre.

Draal readjusted his bracelet as he exited the station. On their way there Smleck had dragged him over to the local hospital to get it. Apparently it was a “UV” blocker. All trolls wore them now. It allowed them to safely walk under the sun. Draal shook his head. It was truly a strange world.

Trolls and humans walked the streets that were once familiar to Draal and other stranger creatures besides. Following his instincts more than his eyes he made his way to Trollmarket.

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Heartstone Trollmarket was the strangest part of this future world to him. The changes to the outside world where somehow less jarring. A myrid of beings, some familiar, some the likes of which he had never seen before, walked side by side on its streets and argued over wares in the stalls.

Still despite the strangeness there was familiarity to the paths he’d spent so long walking and he found his feet taking him to an opening in the stone over which hung a glowing sign shaped like the Sword of Daylight. He stood for a moment wondering at the lack of change but then passed under it and through the tunnel into hero’s forge.

The outside world may have changed but the forge was as he remembered. Automatically he eyes searched the forms of the past Trollhunters to find his father. Kanjigar still stood where he had last seen him. Draal pressed his fist to his chest and bowed his head for a moment.

He then started to look around for another form. Jim should have a statue somewhere around here. He knew that humans did not turn to stone like trolls when they fell but the tradition was too strong for him to have left unremembered so Draal expected to find a statue carved in the likeness of Jim. He was curious what sort of a man the boy he knew had become.

There were no new statues to be seen.

A frown traced his lips. If trollkind had failed to honor Jim just because he was human…

It was just then that he heard steps sounding in the entrance. Draal quickly moved into an alcove out of sight.

A troll wearing some sort of human uniform walked into the forge. He walked on two legs and was lean and lanky in proportion. A mane hung thick all around his face and neck like Aaarrrgghh’s but blue-black in color. He had a long leonine tail and three-pronged curving horns. His eyes and nose where strangely human.

The troll looked around for a moment and then pressed his hand to his chest. With a flash of blue armor materialized around him. Draal stilled. So this was the new Trollhunter.

He wandered over to the edge of the forge and pressed the bottom to set off the blades and platforms. His movements where quick and graceful and he danced around the traps with casual ease, going through strikes and parries as if he was battling some imaginary foe.

A smirk curled across Draal’s lips. He couldn’t leave the new Trollhunter to practice on his own. He grabbed an ax from the weapons pile beside him, waited until the troll came a little closer and then rolled up and shot out from his hiding place.

The Trollhunter had his back to Draal when he uncurled and brought his ax down on him but his ears twitched back and Daylight came up to redirect the blow so the troll could move out from under it. Draal was rather pleased.

The troll put some space between himself and Draal before actually looking at him. When he did, he went dead still, eyes widening.

“Draal?” He breathed out.

Draal blinked, caught off guard by the familiarity in the voice of this troll that he’d never met before.

“Impossible,” The troll muttered to himself. “It can’t be…”

Something about this rubbed Draal the wrong way. He let out a growl and lunged forward putting the strange troll on the defensive.

“Don’t drop your guard Trollhunter,” He rumbled narrowing his eyes. “How do you know me?”

The troll was still staring at him but not yet fighting back, only blocking.

“Know?” He blinked at Draal.

His mouth formed and “o” and his eyes widened.

The two jumped apart as an ax fell between them.

“I forgot that you weren’t there,” He said. “You know me Draal. It’s me: Jim.”

At that anger coursed through Draal. How dare this troll take him as a fool? How dare he pretend to be Draal’s friend?

With a roar Draal lunged forward.

“Don’t you dare pretend to be Jim,” Draal snarled, now attacking in earnest. “He was twice the Trollhunter you are.”

Draal may not know this Trollhunter but Jim would have never pretended to be a fallen warrior to fool their friend.

The new Trollhunter back pedaled but finally started counter attacking. They ranged across the forge vaulting off platforms and dodging blades. The troll looked like he wanted to answer Draal’s accusation but at the speed they were moving there was no room for talk.

It was bad timing that got him in the end.

Draal was just bringing his ax down on his opponent when a blade came out of the wall and launched him across the forge over the edge of the cliff. He managed to grab the edge but was left dangling over the deep. The new Trollhunter appeared above him. He stared down at Draal with his sword raised…

And then with a chuckle he drove it into the stone beside him.

“Come on,” He said holding out a hand. “Don’t make it weird.”

The breath seemed to leave Draal’s lungs as he stared into familiar blue eyes.

“Jim?” He whispered. “But how?”

“I think we both have a bit of explaining to do but this would be a better conversation to have on solid ground,” The Trollhunter… Jim said pointedly.

Draal took his hand and was pulled to safety.

The forge was still active around them, so Jim detached a glaive from his hip and threw it across the room striking the off button with easy precision. The center platform dropped back to the floor and the blades vanished into their alcoves.

Jim sat down on the edge of the forge, feet hanging into the abyss and patted the ground beside him. Draal sat. For a moment they stared into the depths in silence.

“So you really are Draal right?” There was a quiet waver in the troll’s voice.

Draal nodded.

“How are you alive?” He asked. “Angor stabbed you through the heart. I saw you fall. There’s no way you didn’t shatter.”

“I don’t know,” Draal said.

He showed the other troll his hand with the veins of clear crystal running through the deep cracks in his stone.

“I think that I did. I don’t know how I survived but perhaps the magic of Merlin’s Cavern put me back together.”

He side-eyed Jim.

“What about you? How did you become…” He waved a hand at Jim’s body. “This?”

Jim chuckled.

“A half-troll you mean?”

Draal blinked at that.

“Half?”

“Indeed,” Jim said. His eyes turned back to the cavern before him, but his gaze was much farther away. “After you… fell. We lost the staff to Gunmar, but… deeper in the cave we found something else… someone else: Merlin.”

“Merlin?!”

Jim nodded.

“He was in some sort of enchanted sleep and we woke him. A… a lot happened after that,” Jim frowned. “Gunmar used the staff to free Morgana from her prison so she could bring the Eternal Night… and,” He sighed. “Merlin and I talked. He didn’t think I was strong enough to take on Morgana… let alone her and Gunmar and Angor Rot. So he made me an offer: A potion that would change me.”

“Into a… half-troll?”

Jim nodded.

“Yes,” He said. “It was an adjustment. In the end we defeated Gunmar and Morgana. Angor actually helped us.” He added quietly. There was regret in his gaze. “He died a hero.”

There was a moment of silence between them. Draal studied Jim’s face as the boy… no man… stared off into the distance, dark brows low and pensive. There were scars crossing his face that the troll didn’t know. He wondered what battles he’d fought… what other comrades he’d lost.

Then Jim drew in a breath and let it out slowly. His shoulders relaxed. He gathered his legs under himself and stood. Draal also stood.

They stared at each other for a long moment.

“You’re a lot smaller than I remember,” Jim said finally.

Draal let out a surprised and offended snort at that but before he could respond Jim moved forward and wrapped his arms around him. Draal blinked in surprise and then reciprocated.

“It’s funny.” Jim said softly. “I knew you for a fairly short amount of time but it was such an important time to me. You taught me how to fight….” He trailed off for a moment. “Back in the cave I said you were a friend to me… and you are but in the centuries since…”

He hesitated again and pulled back to look Draal in the eyes.

“Well… I don’t know how you see me,” He finally continued. “But I’ve always thought of you as my brother.”

“Oh,” Draal said, surprised.

He blinked and then rubbed absently at his prosthetic. It was a bit of a strange thought. He hadn’t thought of it before.

He remembered when he first met Jim. And then their fight. –It was shameful in hindsight. Especially seeing the man he’d become. Jim had been a mere whelp who had just picked up the sword. - Despite that Jim had accepted him into his life. The way he had come to respect Jim. Training him. Fighting alongside him. Talking about small and silly things with him.

Something settled in his chest.

“Trollhunter… Jim.”

Jim looked up at him.

“I would be honored to consider you my brother.”

Jim’s face lit up in a wide toothy smile. Draal huffed in amusement. He tilted his horns forward and Jim also bent his head. The Rested their horns together for a moment.

It was good, Draal thought. It was good to have family again.

They drew apart.

Draal eyed Jim for a moment and then dropped to all fours abruptly.

“So, Trollhunter, I hear it’s been over a thousand years. Why don’t you show me what you’ve learned?”

Jim blinked and then a fierce and toothy smile lit up his face. His tail lasted in excitement. Draal couldn’t help but to think that being a troll suited him. In a flash he was armored again with Daylight in his hands.

“With pleasure.”

#Trollhunters #Tales of Arcadia #Draal #Jim Lake Jr #James Lake Jr #Troll Jim #Earth Ambassador Jim AU #Future AU #my writing #trollhunters fanfiction #tales of arcadia fanfiction #Let Jim and Draal be brothers! #This AU politely ignores Wizards and Rise of the Titans

[kawaiichaoscrusade]

AU Idea : Trolls x Godzilla Monsterverse

Bitty B meets Godzilla

#dreamworks trolls #trolls au #crossover #trolls band together #trolls fanfic #alternate universe #godzilla #monsterverse #branch trolls #trolls monsterverse au #Trolls : Titans Rising AU

[lee-and-honey-bee]

May I offer you a hug for good luck?

Thank you.

I’m very nervous.

This definitely helped.

#I’m jamming to the trolls play list while getting ready. #got to love a quick hug break though #who rescued who #who rescued who au #who rescued who shardkn1ght #who rescued who honey #who rescued who leonardo #wrw leonardo rp #wrw leo #wrw leon responds #wrw leon rp #wrw rp #future leo rp #rp response #rp #rise future leo #rottmnt future leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise leo #rottmnt leo

[az-daniels-yeeter]

Atlas from Tunafishprincess’ Blue Moon Rising

I decided to do a bit of a mix of designs and liked the look of this with and without its lighting so have both

#azure za raid #tales of arcadia #toa #toa trollhunters #trollhunters #james lake junior #james lake jr #jim lake junior #jim lake jr #troll jim #half troll jim #changeling Jim #blue moon rising #toa au #toa fanfic #fanart #my art #toa fanart

[thorntheinker]

Asking some artists/writers that I follow:

What is the most recent thing you've written or drawn? Do you like to share sneak peeks of your work, or do you prefer to post finished pieces only?

Oooo! Good question! :)

The most recent thing I drew (and posted somewhere) was a simple sketch I did of Mikey.

But... there's also this drawing I made earlier today of John Dory from the third trolls movie. I don't often use alcohol markers, but I like how it turned out. Ngl, I've been a little obsessed over this movie.

Now, to answer the second part, usually I don't, mostly because I get too insecure to post something that isn't refined or polished in some way. But this usually leads to me never finishing it because I just kinda leave it as a wip. I am trying to let go of that insecurity, which is why I actually posted that doodle of Mikey, and the same applies for the drawing of John Dory.

Thanks for the question! :D

#ask #thorn answers #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #trolls #trolls band together #my art #my art things #thorn's art #also if anyone's wondering #yes I'm aware John Dory isn't drawn to how he looks in the movie #that's because it's his design for an au I'm working on ;) #i should probably get to bed soon...

[krispy-arcadia]

Almond, Onion and Sollix by 🦇

#tales of arcadia #trollhunters tales of arcadia #toa trollhunters #toa 3below #toa wizards #toa oc #oc artwork #troll oc #oc artist #oc #ocs #my ocs #oc art #au #trollhunters fanart #trollhunters #toa #rise of the titans #arcadia

[lightfin]

Ok so befor I start going on hear, I’m sorry, I’m just sorry that I even thought of this but the dynamic would be realy interesting.

SO! What if, in Wizards, where the gang (Douxie, Claire, Steve, Jim) return to the present, Jim gets corrupted, the team have to flee and Douxie comes up with his plan to save everyone, it backfires and everyone gets captured.

What if, instead of Author Killing merlin, it was Jim!

Arthur using Merlin’s champion as a show of betrail, that even Merlin’s greatest strength, his creations, can be the very thing that would cause his down fall, and his inevitable end at the hands of the hunter he neglected, one of the reason They corrupted Jim, or as they only saw, the Troll hunter.

Douxies and Jim’s relationship after, Jim Human or half troll you decide, would end up being a mixture of anger and distrust, but enviably overcoming it, both discovering who each other realy are, and opening up to the ordeal, becoming stronger allies, and friends.

Insert epic King and wiszard team up fight against the Order.

_

Also the emotions, the character development of the twos relationship, ( which honestly wasn’t much in cannon, missed opportunity, but that’s just my opinion.)

Douxie having to tangle with sides, one. Blaming Jim for the loss of his father figure and mentor, but the other trying to remind him it was just the corruption, making Douxie make the tough desition to live with his emotions to rise up as a leader in order to save the ones he still has( Archie and Charlie playing a big roll in that part). Finally confronting Jim in Rise of the Titans, with either a firm hand shake like they did before returning to the present, or even a hug, apologising that he had to endure the challenges of merlins visions, and not get to see the side not filled with pride. Fighting along side there new King not built from the wrath of the past, but the hope in the future.

Jim on the other side of this story, goes like this.

Jim freed from enemy control, pretends for his friends everything is fine, the truth is anything but that.

Traumatised and more afraid then ever, When Douxie suggests someone flame exgalaber, everyone agreeing it should be the trollhunter. Jim reluctant to pick up the blade, tries for his friends, but fails. Not because he can’t, but because he doesn’t believe it should be him.

He never tells anyone but he remembers everything he did as the beast, but more importantly how it felt. He would fear himself more then ever now because of how much a part of him enjoyed the Kill, and how it felt freeing, even though it was wrong. I feel there would have been a real distancing scenario hear, until someone, I vote Toby, snaps him out of it.

And at some point in the climax of the film, Jim decides to accept his fears, and embrace all that he is, beast and all, showing the enemy that saw him as nothing more then Merlin’s pawn, that he is more then what Merlin made him, his divisions his own, his heart his own, and that he was hero for any of it. He also admits to his fears to Douxie, and the two become friends, and then the epic show down happens.

Anyways that is basically a little AU idea I came up with, tell me your thoughts, and whether you would be interning seeing this as a fanfic.

#heartstorm #trollhunters #troll hunters #jim lake junior #douxie #rise of the titans #wizards tales of arcadia #freindship #emotions #again im sorry #trollhunters au

[theanoninyourinbox]

LiStEn

Ship dynamic I see a lot - my tall/buff/larger Datefriend/Spouse can Lift Me like a sack of potatoes and I’m Flustered uwu

Ship dynamic I WANT to see more - my short DF/Spouse can lift me like I (tall/buff/larger) weigh nothing and I’m both befuddled and Flustered OwO?!?

It works both ways for Mapleshine/Sootfur lol

#hello from the void #warrior cats #warrior cats au #warriors #wc snow angel au #snow angel au #mapleshine #sootfur #they lift each other and rise like the troll comic #Maple lifting Soot <3 #Soot lifting Maple ?!?!<3

[georgi-girl]

Babble: Track Nine

(author's note before we go any further; you should know I imagine Zodiac to be voiced by Hazel Duope

Name it, Rate it, Tune it, Print it,

Scan it, Send it, Fax-Rename it.

Touch it, Bring it, Pay it, Watch it,

Turn it, Leave it, Stop-Format it.

Technologic... Technologic... Technologic... Technologic.

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In the morning light, the glamour making the Bergens look human faded away. They passed out in the snow, and were encased in a stone shell.

Tone stuck her arm out. Exposure to sunlight caused scabs to form all over. She retracted her hand, and the scabs evaporated.

“Fascinating.” Zodiac said.

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Riley looked Species up and down.

"So, are you still Russel?"

"Oh yeah for sure for sure. I'm other people too but I'm also me. I remember Migul my boyfriend. I remember you Riley. You're emotions can talk. And you..." He looked at Tone. "I don't remember you."

Miguel introduced them. “Species meet Tone. Tone meet Species. Tone was experimented on like you and now she has trolls... possessing her, I guess. But not in a creepy way."

Species looked Tone up and down just like Riley did with him. “Uh, nice hair.”

Tone pressed a hand to her heart, deeply touched. “Thank youuuuu!”

The Species saw Zodiac, and was immediately intrigued.

“Are you that glowing person we saw outside?” he asked eagerly.

“Uh, maybe?” Zodiac answered unsurely.

“Cool.” Species smiled at them starry-eyed.

After taking some time to relax and regroup. Everyone sat in the rec room. Bridget told the story as she knew it.

Chef had been banished from the Bergen kingdom. But twenty years later, she came back. She said met someone who could help them be happy again. A spirit named Pitch Black. A great shadow filled the town like a flood, and all the Bergens sank into it, waking up in a new world with new appearances and new jobs.

"This isn't my real face." Bridjet mentioned, "This is a special kind of magic called Glamour. My real face... isn't that pretty."

They needed a vessel to channel the troll essence to them. While looking for one, they practice merging people from other worlds into willing volunteers. The most viable subjects were the dimensions native humans. Species was a prototype.

Renee had been in an accident and her family was desperate. They performed a ritual on her to summon as many trolls as possible into her body.

"So, they're actually, physically inside her?" Riley asked.

"I don't know how it works." Bridjet admitted.

Riley looked at Tone, remembering the meetings between her emotions and the different trolls. She wondered if they were aware of the world outside her mind, listening to Bridget speak. She wondered if they were angry.

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Species was asked more about how the animals were merged into him. As Russel, he remembered being prepped for an operation, as for the animals...

On the way to the gala, Professor Rupert Marmaled had the limo pull over next to some ruins by the crater. He said he had something to show them.

There was a mural showing a black silhouette of a man. Marmalade lit a black candle. Mr. Wolf wondered if this was some kind of memorial.

Rupert shouted out; “Great King of Nightmares! I offer you this sacrifice!”

“What are you…hgk!” Wolf was impaled by a long black harpoon that dragged him to the wall. More spikes impaled Mr. Shark and Mr. Piraña. Mr. Snake freaked and tried to leave, but the professors’ butler grabbed him and held him up. A black tentacle grabbed him and another grabbed Miss Tarantula. They were sucked in as Diane Foxinton called out.

“Professor! Mr. Wolf! What are you doing parked over…” she froze once she came into view and saw what was happening.

“Her too!” Rupert yelled pointing at her. One more harpoon took her.

That was all the bad guys remembered. Rupert and his butler Cuddles calmly walked into the painting. 

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"Next thing we know, I wake up in a sterile bedroom with six new sets of memories and a bunch of carnivore instincts."

Everyone sat in a circle on the floor, engrossed in Species' story.

"Whoa..." Miguel whispered.

"Yeah. After that, they wouldn't let me leave my room, and I had to get blood tests all the time. No thank you! Got out of there as soon as I could. He turned to Miguel; "That's when I sent that message to you. Been living on the lam ever since."

"All by yourself?"

"Not quite all by myself. I had Dante of course. And after a while, I had..."

He suddenly stood up in shock. "OMYGOSH I left Jack outside!"

He speed-walked to the nearest window. The others asked him who Jack was.

"Okay," he said, opening the window, "You've all seen proof of magic and monsters. So, you're probably up for believing in some weird stuff right?"

"Yes" said Tone. "Yeah sure" said Riley. "Of course" said Miguel.

"So if I were to tell you that Jack Frost helped me escape, you'd believe me right?"

"Jack Frost?" Tone cocked her head. "The man from the poem?"

"I'm from a lot more than just that!" came a voice from outside. Up floated a young barefoot man with white hair, a dark blue hoodie, brown trousers, and carrying a crooked Shepards' staff. He entered the room in a breeze full of glowing snowflakes. He landed gracefully on the floor as everyone gazed at him.

"So... Safe to say you can all see me?"

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They spent the day exploring the archives.

According to Renee's file, she was from New Hampshire. Diagnosed with Autism at age two. Back in August, she was hit by a car while grocery shopping. It was right near her home, she went there all the time. She should have been safe... Riley became overwhelmed. Her emotions ran around headquarters, freaking out.

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Renne took out the tiny lyre. As an experiment, she plucked the blue string.

Riley heard a funny electric warbling behind her and turned around. A blue-skinned fish man floated in front of her. She watched him in awe.

"How are you doing that?"

"It's hard to explain. Same way you're doing that I guess." He pointed to Riley's emotions, sitting on her shoulders.

Disgust, slid down Riley's arm and studied the new Aspect, grinning. "Awesome."

“What else you got?” Miguel asked.

“What else you need?” The Techno Aspect said smugly.

Zodiac pounded the Techno Aspect with questions.

“Are they stronger than regular hair?”

“Can you use your own hair?”

“Do they make any song magic?”

Then Species chimed in.

“What happens if you lick one?”

They all looked at him in confusion.

#crossover #fanfiction #au #inside out #coco #up #loop #gravity falls #rise of the guardians #the bad guys movie #dreamworks trolls #trolls world tour #guardians of childhood #technologic song #daft punk #this is badly written but i'm posting it anyway #new resolution #post two chapters every month until i finish this #babble

[rurivu]

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#art #oc x canon #memes #trollhunters #3below #trollhunters au #wizards #trollhunters oc #tales of arcadia #trolls #toa blinkous x reader #blinky #blinkous #blinkous galadrigal #toa blinky #trollhunters rott #toa rott #rise of the titans

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[pillowdrawz]

Hamato's Umarekawari : (Sonic prime S2 quotes)

Also:

Context: This Au Is 2003 Raph and 2012 Raph died in their World and got reincarnated as a Mutated turtles Got adopted by Rise raph. Rise Boys are also Reincarnation by four great warriors who sealed the Krang.

2003 Raph is now Ryu

2012 Raph is now Ryo

Dang i just randomly got motivation in this Au And sorry i have been neglecting this au cause I really do enjoy making arts in this au but life got me pretty hard and an earthquake happened where i lived While i was dancing better place from trolls 3.

Also someone ask about Shelldon's voice he has a normal voice.

#for fun #rottmnt #fanart #tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fandom #digital art #tmnt crossover #rottmnt fanart #hamatos umarekawari #tmnt 2012 #2003 tmnt #tmnt 2003 fanart #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2012 au #tmnt au #rottmnt crossover #sonic prime #tmnt art #tmnt fandom #tmnt fanart #rottmnt art #rise of the tmnt fanart #rise of the tmnt raph #tmnt raph #tmnt 2003 raph #tmnt fan comic #rottmnt au #rottmnt angst

[bluheaven-adw]

Thank you tumblr for absolutely destroying image quality. Freaking wtf?

Some more Dark Excalibur AU

The Knighting of Steve Palchuk

We all agree that Steve needed a better arc than what RotT gave him. He deserved a chance to be a hero, a path that he started in Wizards before it fizzled out into being the comedic relief. Wizards set everyone up as the better generational mirrors to Camelot. Jim to Arthur, Claire to Morgana, Douxie to Merlin, Toby probably to Galahad, and Steve very obviously to Lancelot. I've said at the start that no one comes out of this AU unscathed, so while Steve gets the heroic redemption, it comes at a cost, one that pulls on that parallel.

RotT in the Dk-E still happens, I'm not letting everyone get their happily ever after at the end of Wizards. But I'll be damned if I end it with Toby and so many others dead, and Jim pushed into a timeline reset. You can thank Steve for that. It's because of Steve that Toby lives. Steve goes with Toby in the Taco truck, and it is Steve that yanks Toby out of the way of the collapsing debris. But Steve becomes pinned himself, resulting in the loss of his arm. An act of selflessness and bravery, valor and sacrifice, that earns him the title of First Knight of the Roundtable of New Camelot. An equal advisor, responsible for not only the protection of Camelot, and those Jim has claimed as his (which is everyone, human, troll, changeling, down to the last gnome), but also finding and training new knights, those who value all life and are willing to fight to protect it, and want to see the worlds of man and magic together in harmony instead of hate and fear.

And so we come to the Knighting of Steve Palchuk. This isn't just pomp and meaningless ceremony, this has true weight and meaning to both Jim and Steve. Jim pulls on Excalibur's magic, his voice resonating with ethereal power, creating a bond of trust and loyalty that goes both ways, only formed if given willingly. Knight to his King, King to Knight, both to the protection of all worlds and their peoples. Jim's eyes light up in tandem with the blade as the power of Excalibur and Nimue courses through him, flames licking along the blade's edge and into Steve. Steve's armor reflecting this bond as the magic burns through him.

And like Lancelot, Steve will get a fully functional prosthetic arm. There will be hardship, adapting to this new reality. But Steve has become a hero. A man of courage... far from his highscool self. A survivor, who will fight with everything he has.

Rise now, Sir Steve, First Knight of the Roundtable and New Camelot.

Closeups below

Notes: some of the descriptive wording around the ceremony itself came from a discussion about Jim using Excalibur for the knighting, and are used with permission of Sakon76, who is a much better writer than I.

Expect more if Steve's story at a later time.

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