#Not the best out there but i tried

[cartoon-lovers-world]

Another Trolls fanfic...?

Sorry, but this is my new obsession

Tell me if you have any comments, I gladly accept them, love y'all~

A dash of chaos, a pinch of order

"Are you eating the batter?" Branch asked, staring at his eldest brother.

"Well, it does taste good," John Dory replied. "Who knew you could cook?"

Branch rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the recipe, unaware that his tongue was sticking out.

"So," Clay began, smirking. "Who are these for?"

Bruce chuckled. "Is that even a question?"

"Poppy," the four brothers said in unison, shaking their heads in amusement.

"Guys, cut him some slack, she's his girlfriend," Floyd said, defending his little brother.

"Thank you, Floyd!" Branch exclaimed, then added with a sly grin, "My favorite brother."

The elders' eyes widened.

"Excuse me?"

"Your favorite?"

"I thought you didn't have favorites!"

"Done," Branch finally looked up from the bowl he was stirring. A proud smile danced across his face, ignoring the commotion going on behind him.

"Wow, bitty b," Bruce said, feigning hurt. "That was really harsh…"

Floyd's smirk widened as he helped Branch pour the batter into the cupcake tray, exaggerating his delight.

"Wow, my now fully grown-up brother, Poppy will surely love those," he teased.

The youngest couldn't help but chuckle, joining in with his older brother, saying, "Thank you so much, my favorite brother, I don't know what I would do without your support."

John Dory, Bruce, and Clay raised an eyebrow, stiffing their smiles. "Are you two done?" Clay asked.

"Yup, we just wait for them to bake," Branch replied, reaching for the whipped cream. "Do NOT open the oven!" he warned, not even looking up from his new task.

"Oh, please, when did you become a master chef?" John Dory asked, slightly annoyed.

"Overnight," Branch replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I went to bed as the grumpy, sarcastic troll and woke up as Gordon Ramsey, it's a miracle."

Bruce stared at him. "Last time I saw you, you were just a cute, adorable baby, where did all that sarcasm come from?"

"The sarcasm fairy-"

"I say we stop, because apparently, he has a reply to everything," Clay interjected.

The group burst into laughter, unable to contain it any longer. It wasn't everyday they got to laugh like this, and it was so refreshing for them to have a moment of peace together, forgetting about the world outside. However, amidst the laughter that filled the place, Clay's cheeks flushed slightly, and he quietly walked over to Branch, clearing his throat to catch his attention.

"Hey, uh…" he stammered. "When everyone goes to sleep…can you help me make some? But don't tell anyone, okay?"

Branch smiled genuinely at him. "Sure, but for who?" his voice trailed off, realization hitting him. "Oh…ohhhh,"

Clay's eyes widened when he saw his brother take a deep breath then turn to the others, and he quickly covered Branch's mouth, knowing what's coming next.

"Alright, what do you want?"

Branch wiped his mouth, gagging, then whispered, "Do the dishes for a week."

"A whole week? No way, man."

"Okay, then, let's see who's gonna help you."

Clay surrendered. "Fine, you win."

"Awww, you two are getting along, what are you saying?" Floyd said suddenly, earning a yelp from Clay and Branch.

"Nothing," they said in unison.

"Hey, baby Branch, don't you think that's enough for the cupcakes?" Bruce asked, staring at the oven

Branch glanced at the clock, then shrugged. "Yeah, Bruce, can you please turn off the oven-What are you doing?!"

Branch rushed forward, preventing his brothers from opening the oven and ruining his culinary masterpiece. He sighed in relief as he raised to his feet, then turned to John Dory and Bruce with a disapproving look.

"You shouldn't open the oven right away or the cupcakes will…i don't you, you just can't take them out," Branch said sternly.

Floyd chuckled. "And why's that, Gordon Ramsay?"

"Poppy leaves them in the oven after it's turned off for a while before taking them out," Branch replied, checking the time again. "But maybe that's enough…"

In a heartbeat, the brothers raced to the oven, taking out the cupcake tray and hovering over it.

"Wow, they've gotten bigger," John Dory and Bruce grinned, each reaching for the treat.

Branch rolled his eyes and sighed, realizing that it was no use telling his brothers to leave the tray alone, so instead, he tried a new approach. He cleared his throat, setting the whipped cream bowl aside.

"So, uh…" he cleared his throat. "Wanna help me decorate them?" Branch asked, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty.

The elders' heads snapped up, their eyes wide with surprise. It's not like Branch hated them, they just had problems, and they're sorting it out. But out of all of them, Branch seemed to be the one with the most issues, so him offering them to anticipate in his cooking mess was a noticeable step. 

"Is that a question?" John Dory smirked, getting the cupcakes out of the tray and carefully setting them on the table.

Clay leaned against the wall. "But what do we get in return?"

"Well, working together and having fun is enough, isn't it?" Floyd replied with a genuine smile.

"Nah, we wanna taste, bitty b," Bruce corrected playfully, earning a look from Floyd.

"Alright, alright," the youngest troll, now covered in flour and batter, said playfully. "Guess you can't resist my incredible baking skills."

"Oh, shut it," Clay teased, then walked over to him again.

"You're gonna help me, right?"

"You did promise to do the dishes."

"And what if I don't do them?" Clay dared.

His brother smirked. "Then I'll gladly shout out your adorable little secret."

The yellow-haired troll blushed. "I don't like Viva!"

"I didn't say her name," Branch said triumphantly.

"Darn it, when did you become like this?"

Branch opened his mouth to respond, but Clay stopped him.

"Yeah, Mr. Sarcastic, we get it, now let's go decorate those cupcakes, we have a girl to impress!"

Brozone cheered, each taking turns in putting a certain topping on the sweet gift. Chuckles, giggles, and whipped cream filled the place as the brothers worked together, reminiscing about old memories.

[isjasz]

🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌖

(happy eclipse day yesterday🎆🎆🎆)

[mindie-arts]

Fuck it *ponifies your military men✨*

This might be my new obsession-

[courfee]

oby jeggy is a different kind of dsfkdsf so here is them from the first fic in that series, i will touch you with my mind by my love @itsjaywalkers

[zosanbrainrot]

meet cute at your local żabka

english translation and notes under the cut 💗💗💗

żabka (froggy) is the name of an extremely popular corner shop chain in Poland, it's literally everywhere

My translation is not always literal but sometimes vibes based, like in PL version Sanji doesn't use "jesus" in the second page, but the expression "ja pierdole" doesn't have an english equivalent that would make sense in this contex, literally it means "I fuck" lmao

I now see I mixed up prepositions when Sanji asks Luffy for the sauces, uh oh ANYWAY

I also didn't translate the cans Zoro brings at the end, the writing on the cans says "potwór" which means "monster", so yup these are basically monster energy drinks but translated literally hence the capitalized P as the logo. Why does he drink that instead of some Polish ass beer? Good question, I just enjoy calling them drinks Potwór, and dont know much about beer

[localapparently]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM DOKJA!!!

[lil-lemon-snails]

The Naptime Attendant ⭐️☁️💙🌙

[oobbbear]

Dialogue assignment, audio from stanley parable

[boycritter]

silly little comic about chronic pain

[image id: an 8 panel comic

the first panel has a conversation between two people. the one on the right is a light gray, and facing away from the viewer. they are meant to represent a generic person. they are saying, "wow, chronic pain sounds like it sucks." sucks is written in a dark pink. the person on the right has tan skin, a pink shirt, and pink hair. he responds "haha yeah."

the second panel shows the same two people, with the first person saying "how do you tolerate it? i'd go crazy!" tolerate is written in a dark pink. the second person responsed "um..." and trails off

the third panel shifts to a drawing of the second person sitting curled into himself. it is entirely grayscale, except for his pink hair, which is a little more muted. the text around him reads "i tolerate it because not doing so isn't an option". 'isn't an option' is written in dark pink.

the fourth panel shows him sitting and leaning against the left edge of the frame, with his legs stretched out. it reads "because what else am i supposed to do?" supposed is in all caps and written in dark pink.

the fifth panel shows a torso up drawing of him in the bottom right corner. the text reads "i can't hope for a day i'll wake up and be better." better is written in dark pink and all caps on the left half of the panel.

the sixth panel shows him sleeping, with a brown dog near his head. the text above him reads "all i can do is make sure i wake up." wake up is written in dark pink.

the seventh panel is all text, reading "i tolerate it because it needs to be tolerable". tolerable is written in dark pink.

the eighth panel shifts back to the conversation between the two people. the man finishes his response to the other person's question with "i don't know".

end image id]

[milolunde]

Remember that time they confirmed Sonic has emotions and experiences burnout ?

I do. I remember

[fridayyy-13th]

i swear sometimes i think people forget that Jon's s1 skeptic act was just that—an act. it was an act!!! he believes the statements!! he's believed them since episode one! do we so soon forget that he denied the statements were real because he knew the Eye something wanted him to be scared, and he knew that was bad, so he decided to act like the statements just didn't scare him? remember, he was working with extremely limited information ("when i record the tape statements, i feel watched, like something knows i'm afraid, and i don't want it to know that"), and came up with a genuinely solid solution with what he had! not his fault that the thing watching him was a literal unknowable eldritch entity that feeds on fear, and he was just some underqualified archivist.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Reasons to play In Stars and Time: Canon Pronoun Warfare.

[stil-lindigo]

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I can't properly put into words the amount of disgust that I feel seeing someone who looks like she could be my cousin fight for a genocidal occupational force like Israel but I will say this.

If you are Chinese, Korean, Japanese or any one of these Asian ethnicities that the West deem "acceptable" and you align yourselves with western-backed racial supremacy, you are making fools of yourselves. You have fallen prey to the myth of the "model minority" and you are suckers for it.

The premise of racial supremacy is based on exclusivity. And here's a dose of reality - the myth of the "model minority" is nothing but a tactic to placate you. To sow divide in the ranks of people of colour. To artificially manufacture another realm of racial supremacy in minorities so that you're distracted from how we all suffer under colonialism.

Did we all forget about the skyrocketing of sinophobia in the wake of the first COVID outbreak? The transformation of Chinese people into fiends with barbaric eating customs, poor hygiene, and mass conspiracy to infect the world with biological weapons?

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What about the hate-crimes? The attacks in the street against anyone visibly asian? The rampant discrimination and ostracisation from society?

In 2020, Donald Trump referred to COVID-19 as "The Chinese Virus", "Kung-flu" at a campaign rally to raucous applause, a chilling echo of the times where fears of the "Yellow Peril" had the western world in a stranglehold.

For all that Chinese people have been lauded as "prodigies" and "well-mannered workers", the moment our existence was incovenient, were were nothing more than another target. And although Chinese suffering then wasn't close to the scale of suffering that Palestinians now endure, we all received a reminder on what it was like to be in the world's crosshairs.

Now, in 2023, Biden dismisses death tolls as unreliable and remains proudly Zionist even after Netanyahu described the genocide Israel is inflicting upon Palestine as the "struggle between the children of light and the children of darkness, between humanity and the law of the jungle." At the same time, Palestinians are being compared to fleeing rats in a gesture of dehumanisation that mirrors how the Nazis portrayed Jews during the Holocaust.

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And let's not think Abigail's Jewishness will save her, not when it's been proven that Israel has administered contraceptives to Ethiopian Jewish immigrants without their consent. Racial supremacy is an exclusive club that never stops getting smaller, and there is nothing that you, as a minority, will ever be able to do to fit in. One day, you too will be a target and there'll be nothing you can do but blame yourself. After all - it's already happened.

So shame on Abigail. Truly. With the memory of knowing what it's like to be targeted for factors out of your control fresh in her mind, she happily fights to do the same to others. And that says more about her than I ever will be able to.

[unexpectedbrickattack]

Hiding the rest of this HUGE comic behind a readmore for ur sanity

Hes got the keenest eye for these things!

Now that this is hiding behind a readmore i can justify writing an essay in here. Nothing big tho i am just very chatty :)!

Postgame where Peppino still gets visits every now and again from the bosses of the tower. I already drew one for the noise (lmao) but i wanted to draw each of the main four interacting with him in some way.

Pepperman is a refined and well renowned artist. His art is highly sought after and his advice is not taken lightly. He has many MANY fortunes to pull from to make his visions a reality and to influence anyone to do anything. Except for Peppino.

From the very first fight, Pepperman is immediately, overwhelmingly obsessed with this stout little brawler. He is much much more than what meets the eyes. He is initially extremely offput and annoyed that a human so boldly decided to waltz into his domain, and he expects to be able to steamroll and bully this…beast…out of his place of work. He is refined when he wants to be, but he is quick to use his brute strength to get what he wants if only bc he knows he can do it

And so when he decides to fully charge and thrash this little trembling human, expecting him to skitter away the second he gets struck, he is completely unprepared for when he gets launched to the other end of this room. The human looks so incredibly PISSED, like a bull seeing red, and suddenly this little altercation suddenly became a real actual ‘knock your teeth out’ brawl. This human is only like half his height, but his punches and bashes fucking knock the wind out of him.

And like ! To add insult to injury!!! After he wins the fight! He visibly deflates, the adrenaline seemingly wearing off. Hes just this trembling fuckin whelp again !!! Whimpering as he fucking runs back out through the portal to do god knows what. And Pepperman could not be any more fucking intrigued. Like this no name came in, whooped his fuckin ass, and went about his day. Its unreal

While Peppino is running around climbing the tower, Pepperman is in his room losing his mind. Hes obsessed. No one has challenged him in this way. No one has fought him and WON. He is ALWAYS able to bully people into submission either through brute force or with money, and he got his ass handed to him !! He needs to know more. Its quite literally consuming him.

Cut to the final fight, set up for a rematch; and he knows he is going to get steamrolled again but it is SO exhilarating to get another chance to see this humans form up close again. This time he can try to commit everything to memory. Its all such a blur though, and in a quarter of the time it took to end their first fight, its over. He gets to watch the human fight the gunslinger with his bare hands, no gun necessary, and he doesnt even bat an eye at what looks to be a clone of himself. He is a force of nature tearing through every single defense, and when Pepperman watches the actual final fight with the bizarre little pizza man, its like hes caught in a movie. The rain, the storm, the atmosphere. He wishes he could burn the entire scene into his mind.

So when everything returns to normal, he takes the time to travel for days to come and find this little human named Peppino. The memory is still strong and vivid but eventually, details will start to slip his mind. He needs to find this human, convince him to sit and do some still life sessions with him to help cement the humans appearance in his head. He hasnt had to resort to…asking for permission for anything in a loooong time…he bullies people into doing what he wants but Peppino is not your average person, and if he wants something from this man, he’ll have to meet him at his level.

He...can make an exception for Peppino...he supposes.

[pink-vacancy]

'New Rules' Sana - Mexico City 24.02.03

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[fudgecake-charlie]

CHEERING AND WHOOPING I finished @applestruda's DTIYS! This took. so long.... first finished painting in over a month though so I'm very happy :D

Closeup (and a phonescreen version, this is already desktop sized!) under the cut