#they also use floyds pod for get togethers

[ryssbelle]

Floyd walking out of his room in the bunker like he didn't just spend the last 16 hours straight crying

[mellowcherryblossomblaze]

Trolls: Band Together TV Series (Idea)

NOTE: NOT OFFICIAL, JUST SPECULATION OF SOMETHING THAT MAY OR MAY NOT COME TO EXIST

(ALSO COUNTS AS A POTENTIAL FANFIC IDEA)

Trolls: Family Harmony

Plot: Now that their siblings are back in their lives again, Poppy and Branch try to adjust to their new normal while also keeping up with their responsibilities in Trollstopia. Becoming one big family won’t be easy, but getting to know each other is sure to make for some interesting new adventures!

Episode Ideas:

Pilot: Poppy and Branch give their reunited siblings a tour of their home. Branch tries to keep his grey past a secret from his brothers while Poppy struggles to keep Viva from attacking her friends at random.

Dude, Where’s My Armadillo?: Rhonda goes missing after a wild party, so Branch, Floyd and a frantic John Dory try to track her down.

Adventures in Muppet-Sitting: Poppy volunteers to watch three of Bruce’s kids for him, bringing Holly and Val along for backup.

Bored Games: Branch and Clay try to find a hobby they both enjoy, and discover they both share a love of puzzles.

Tech-No-Pop: Stuck in the medical pod after a panic attack, Floyd forms an unexpected bond with Synth.

Three’s A Crowd: Peppy’s birthday rolls around, and he ends up giving Viva more attention than Poppy, so Branch gives his girlfriend a crash course in sibling jealousy.

Return Of The Switcher-Ruby: The day before BroZone’s first official concert in Trollstopia, Branch and Poppy accidentally come in contact with another Switcher-Ruby.

Long Time, No Sing: Branch discovers that John Dory used to date Delta Dawn, leader of the Country Western Trolls.

Bruc-andy: Bruce tells his brothers the story of how he came to Vacay Island and met his wife, Brandy.

Prank Day, BroZone Edition: Clay only lets his old “Fun Boy” persona out one day a year, turning Prank Day into a fight for survival.

Dance With Me: Synth wants to dance with Floyd at Dante’s dinner party, but finds his confidence falling every time he tries to ask him.

Moving Day: After learning that Clay and most of the Putt-Putt Trolls are moving to Trollstopia permanently, Viva must decide if she wants to return to her old home or make a new one with her family.

[misscinnamonroll16]

Brozone headcanons

Clay is the type of brother to not believe what any of the others tell him. Whether they're lying to him or not, he don't believe them

John Dory can get his brothers to fall asleep in minutes. He's got all the tricks that knock them out. They worked when they were kids and still work now that they're adults.

Whoever ends up with John will get a wonderful lil house husband. He can cook, clean, bake, sew, and take care of children. Basically a house husband (or pod in this case)

John definitely dated Delta Dawn. They broke up bc they were too similar and too different. This was shortly after the band broke up and before Delta became queen. They were both young and adventurous. They wanted to travel the world together but Delta had responsibilities that she couldn't leave.

Floyd had ONE girlfriend. When he got on his own, Floyd told people he was bisexual bc he knew he wasn't straight but he thought he liked girls. He and that girl broke up on good terms bc she understood when he told her he's gay.

Floyd is scared of clowns

Bruce probably traumatized the little brothers more than John Dory did. He was the one that would force them to go into a haunted house, purposely jump out with a scary mask on type stuff

Drinks of choice: JD prefers whiskey, Bruce likes margaritas and brandy (obviously), Clay doesn't drink often, he likes white wine while he reads, Floyd likes SHOTS SHOTS and mixed drink (club/party drinks), branch doesn't drink much either but likes wine and occasionally mixed drinks.

Floyd is the holder of all the family secrets. He's really good at keeping them secret. Bruce and John are too but they're also known for telling embarrassing stories so none of the brothers want to tell them their secrets and risk it getting leaked

John is incredibly handy, he's very good at fixing most things. He can FIX things most of the time. He's no good at building.

All the boys are hopeless romantics

When one of the brothers (excluding Bruce in this case) get married after reuniting, they are all excitedly helping plan the wedding

Floyd can walk in heels

John Dory handles his machete very well. Nothing gets cut that he doesn't want cut. He also flips it around like a butterfly knife

When JD and Spruce went out to those teenage parties, they had a silent rule of one of them had to stay sober to make sure the other didn't do anything stupid, was safe and they both got home in enough time to get some sleep before having to wake up for the day. Spruce made sure John didn't wander off while stoned and listened to him talk whatever came to his high mind. John Dory made sure Spruce didn't eat something he wasn't supposed to while stoned or do anything stupid while drunk. It was never discussed but they knew that one of them had to be responsible for the other

Despite the band getting back together, both John and Floyd have sole careers that take off. Floyd is more for the performing and shows, JD is more for releasing songs and disappearing for several months. Floyd is selling out shows, John is dropping a song on YouTube that blows up within the first ten minutes. Brozone fans eat it up

While on stage and interacting with fans, the boys do very different things. John Dory leans towards the crowd and the fans go wild, he's a bit taken back but blows them a kiss (cue someone fainting). Bruce still plays up the heartthrob card, showing off his body, a fan yells and calls him daddy. He whispers into his mic "I didn't give you permission to call me that." in a flirty tone, cue the deafening screams. Clay was always shocked a little bit when fans start screaming when he gets close to the end of the stage, he's talking into his mic like "you good? You need something?" which causes the fans to all scream something at him. Floyd is the most memeable, hes making faces and sitting on the edge of the stage. He didn't used to that but after V&V he gets tired pretty quick. So he often ends up laying on the stage, his leg hanging off, his mic by his head along with a bottle of water. Clay kicked him off once and nobody knows if it was on purpose or not. Branch is NOT used to the fans. They're screaming at him and he's backing away. He's also very memeable until he gets more used to it. He didn't perform as much as his brothers (by that i mean he only truly performed once)

Bruce teaches John Dory how to surf. After several hours he gets the hang of it, it's like skateboarding only rougher.

Bruce sometimes watches his boys and sees him and his bros. Theyre wrestling and he can practically see himself, Clay and Floyd on the floor of their Grandma's pod

Grandma Rosiepuff spanked JD and Bruce with a wooden spoon. By the time she stopped, Clay was old enough for him to be next, so he got lucky. The wooden spoon she used had a wooden chunk taken out of it from when she hit John once. They find it while going through her old stuff that Branch had. "Hey look it's the whooping spoon!" "The what?!" "The whooping spoon. The spoon grandma used to spank us." "What makes you say that?" "You see this chunk taken out, that's from my ass."

[jessoloslemons]

Been thinking...

So, because of the absence of brozone's parents in the 3rd movie, we assume that they either were killed or terrible parents, so comes in John having to raise his siblings (presumably) by himself. Their grandma probably not being much help.

We usually talk about the stress and impact it probably had on John, suddenly having to step us as the leader of the household at such a young age, but what about Bruce - the second oldest?

Bruce probably witnessed the change of character of John, watching his brother force himself to mature. From being a goofy and playful older brother who loved to sleep in, to someone who'd already be busy in the morning and somehow always tired, a sad look evident in his eyes. Especially when their younger brothers started to enter the picture.

He would notice how there would already be breakfast on the table once he awakes, how JD would immediately take action whenever either Clay or Floyd would start to cry or throw a tantrum, immediately running to their side cheering them up, and how the eldest would always be the last to sleep and the first to wake up the next day.

He'd also witnessed John start Brozone, and he'd do his best to help, just wanting to see his brother genuinely smile again. All he wanted was to see the brother who would give him piggyback rides every morning as their mom would make breakfast, the brother who'd easily laugh at his jokes and make funny faces all the time, the brother who'd chase him around the pod then proceeding to tickle him relentlessly once he caught him. He just wants his older brother back. To see him again.

But after years passed, and his younger brothers started to get involved in the boyband and a new baby arrives (Branch), that hope started to feel impossible. John was now annoying, controlling, and obsessed with being perfect. Barely thinking about the well-being of others at this point, his only goal is to please the fans and make sure Brozone is in top shape.

Bruce hated this. He hated the toxicity weighing down their relationship as brothers. He hated always being told to do better because it's always never enough. He hated John, and it hurts him to feel that way towards his first friend, and now first enemy.

And so you bet it broke his heart immensely when the boyband broke up, and that John was the first to leave. Not even leaving with a proper goodbye or a guarantee that he's coming back. Not even bothering to look back at any of his brothers, not even to him.

But even if he was so angry and tired of his shit that night, a distant part of his heart sobbed when John left the pod. If he didn't have self-control and pride, he'd probably just break down there and then. But instead, he also walked out, desperate to leave and finally be able to breathe again.

Fast forward to 20 years later, you bet it took every bit of Bruce's willpower not to tackle John in a tight hug once he laid his eyes on him again. Despite the heartaches and tears JD had caused in the past, he was still his brother, and he may not admit it out loud, but he still loves John, so much, and he missed him, so so badly.

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Hi! So i just had an idea and knew I had to write about it right away!

John and Bruce's dynamic as siblings is totally underrated and smth we need to talk about more often ^ i love them both sm and i'd love to see them together more often and know of their relationship with one another <3

[Also i headcanon that Bruce called John Johnny as a kid, and when he calls him that now that they're older, JD is smitten and moved to tears]

Thxs for reading! Thoughts?

[starrayblogs]

Not So Rock-Hearted || Floyd (Trolls) x Reader

a/n: hey again! c: likes and reblogs are appreciated, so have a fun read! also i'm open to asks about this story, like stuff about the reader, floyd, etc :D feel free to send an ask!

✩ previous chapter

iii. Put Us Together

You woke up in Poppy’s pod to two empty beds. You also wake up to two cheery voices chatting it up outside the pod. You groan, rub your eyes, and get up from the bed. You recognize Viva’s hair by the silhouette outside and make your way to the door, which abruptly opens before you can even get close.

“Good morning!” Viva greets you, spinning you by your hands a few times.

“Veev…” You yawn once she stops. You smile gently, greeting her back. “Morning, did I sleep in?”

“Actually, no! You woke up just in time, because me and Poppy just have some stuff to do, and I was just about to inform you that we’ll be away for the morning.” Viva explains with a wide grin.

“Oh? Where to? Maybe I can bring you guys there.” You offer, rolling your shoulders. 

“Nah, we got it! We’ll be back before lunch, so feel free to make yourself at home!” Viva hugs you before pulling away, waving bye along with Poppy. “Byeee!”

You watch them drag each other away, and you're too half-awake to even process anything properly, so you don’t care enough to think about it. You step outside the pod, walking on the grassy plain. When you feel yourself becoming hungry, you place your hand on your stomach and notice something missing. Your guitar. You keep patting yourself rapidly, thinking of where you could’ve left it.

‘Must’ve left it Branch’s,’ you think. ‘I’ll pick it up and maybe get another bowl of menudo.’ You wrap your hair around a branch and swing yourself gradually to the bottom. You unexpectedly land right in front of Floyd.

“Oh.” You say, raising your brows in pleasant surprise. “Hey, Cotton Candy.” 

“Is that my nickname now?” He slightly tilts his head with a smile, crossing his arms.

“Well, you look like one, you know.” You shrug your shoulders with a smirk. “Your hair’s shaped like if it were on a cone.”

He laughs softly. Can his voice even match the sweet you just compared him to? His mouth opens to reply, but your rumbling stomach cuts him off. “Did you just wake up?” He asks, unfurling his arms.

“Ah, yeah…” You awkwardly clear your throat and ruffle your hair a bit. “I was just about to go back to Branch’s bunker.” You explain.

“Oh, I just came from there. Do you want me to come with you?” He motions behind him, his head nudging back in the direction he came from.

“I wouldn’t mind. I need to pick up my guitar anyway, I think I left it there.” You scratch behind your head as you start to follow Floyd, who is beginning to lead the way back to the bunker.

“Ah, I noticed you did.” Floyd looks at you briefly. “I kept it safely after you left, don’t worry.”

There’s an invisible weight that you don’t even notice lifting from your shoulders. Your smile softens as you place a hand on your chest, relieved. “Thanks, Floyd. I kinda felt my heart drop earlier when I didn’t feel my guitar strap.”

He hums, leading you up to the rock again. “Is it important to you?” He looks at you again for a moment before he slides the rug. 

“It was a gift.” You say softly, jumping down the hole. You watch Floyd follow in and place back the rug. “Uhm… I, uh, It means a lot to me. So, I make sure to keep it with me at all times.”

“I guess the party distracted you?” Floyd chuckles, pulling on the lever and having the platform slide down.

You laugh before covering it up with a cough. Floyd looks at you with surprised eyes, which you play off with a quick chuckle. “Ha, yeah… You guys really gave a show last night.” You praise the performance he and his brothers gave.

He chuckles, smiling so softly that his eyes close at that moment. “Thank you.” He says as soon as the platform reaches the ground. “I can say the same about you. Your voice was amazing last night, I was blown away.” He compliments you. Your eyes widen and blink a few times, watching him walk off the platform and further into the bunker.

You don’t notice your cheeks heating up a bit, but you can feel the giddy smile on your face一which you quickly wipe away with a nervous laugh. “You too!” You return the compliment, getting off the platform. “I’ve never heard a voice as gentle as yours, it was beautiful.” You say.

You see him lock up as he picks up a bowl from the counter. You fear you said something wrong, but he turns his neck to look at you with a soft laugh. “Come on, eat something.” He motions with his head for you to come to him.

You walk up to him and get handed a bowl of hot menudo. “Thanks.” You say quietly, grabbing the spoon.

“I’ll get your guitar. Be right back.” You watch him walk away for a bit before you look down at your bowl, eating the menudo quietly with a small smile.

He comes back after a minute, carefully holding your guitar. You quickly swallow the food in your mouth and set the bowl on the counter, rushing to get your guitar back. “Oh my gosh, thank you so much, Cotton Candy.” You say with relief, wearing your guitar again and adjusting the strap so it’s behind you.

When you look up after adjusting your strap, he’s looking at you with a smile.  “You're welcome.” He says softly.

His voice pulls at something inside you again, making you clutch the strap as your eyes take him in. He really is like cotton candy. He’s soft in all ways possible, from the way he looks at you to that gentle smile. You break eye contact when you feel like your lips curve too much, coughing into your fist.

“Yeah, yes… A-anyway, where are your brothers?” You bring back your relaxed, cool smirk. 

“Oh, they told me they’re helping Poppy and Viva prepare lunch,” Floyd said. “Actually, Bruce told me that I should go to you.” He motions a hand to you briefly, and you blink.

“Me? He said to go to me?” You repeat, raising a brow and tilting your head.

“Yeah, he said that I should stay behind and make sure your morning goes smoothly... Then you kind of dropped in front of me.” He chuckles when he looks back at you.

You laugh a bit when you remember what happened this morning. “Ah, sorry if I surprised you.”

“I don’t mind.” He reassures you with a smile, which you briefly return. “Did you enjoy the menudo?”

“Ugh, yes. Your brother has got to drop that recipe.” Your knees bend a bit as you rock your hands in a pleading motion to exaggerate your point. He laughs.

“I don’t think even he knows. His wife made it.”

“You mean that tall vacaytioner?”

“Yeah, that’s her.”

“How do they even make that work?” You squint your eyes in a confused manner, your hands coming up.

Floyd’s eyes widen, and his smile turns into a line. “I don’t… know?” He replies slowly. You two stare at each other, confused, for a bit before breaking out into a laugh.

“Oh, there you two are.” You break into a coughing fit and quickly turn away from the source, collecting yourself.

“Ah, Branch, you guys are back.” Floyd welcomes his brother naturally after he relaxes from his laugh. You turn around to wave once you’ve calmed down too, bringing back your cool, hard rock vibe.

“Uh, yeah! Poppy’s looking for you two. She wants to give a tour around the village before lunch.” Branch scratches behind his ear before motioning for you two to get on the platform.

“Sounds great.” Floyd says, stepping away first. He looks behind to make eye contact with you. “What do you think?”

You hum. “I guess I wouldn’t mind. I didn’t stick around this place long enough.” You shrug, walking up to him and making your way together to Branch.

"Well, get ready for a walk.” Branch comments, pulling the lever again to lift the three of you.

When you leave the bunker, everyone’s waiting outside by the rug. You wave at them, watching Branch walk to Poppy, who whispers something in his ear. You tilt your head, but Viva rushes up to you and grabs your hands.

“Sooo, how was your morning?” She asks with a grin.

“Oh, it was…” You glance at Floyd, but you quickly bring your eyes back to Viva. “It was great. I had a great morning.” You notice him look at you after you reply to Viva, and your head turns to him to give him a cheeky smirk. “Cotton Candy kept me company.” You comment before looking back at your friend.

“Cotton Candy?” She tilts her head. You nudge your head in Floyd’s direction, and Viva follows before she lets out a gasp. “Ohhh.” She turns to you with a wide grin, giggling to herself. “I seeeee.” She leans close to your face with a sly smile.

“Yeah, you could say I had a sweet morning too.” You emphasize ‘sweet’ as a pun to distract yourself from how warm your cheeks feel.

✩ next chapter

[moofy117]

Meet the others!

Clay: He works on the council to ensure the village is safe. He helps make building/pod/bunker plans, sorts through materials that JD and Branch bring back to the village to make sure they’re safe to use, etc.

Floyd: He works on the council as a healer troll. He makes sure everyone in the village is physically and mentally healthy. Coming up with plant based medicines to help with almost everything. (Gets help from Molly sometimes).

John Dory: He works on the council as a forager. He goes out with Rhonda (and Branch most of the time) to gather materials and food for the village. He helps Clay sort and organize the materials when he can.

Bruce: He works on the council as an event coordinator. He takes Poppy’s party ideas and plans out the event. Everything from food to games. He runs his plans by Clay before getting the go ahead from Poppy.

Branch: He works on the council as a weapons consultant. He makes sure the village has the best defences incase anything we’re to happen. He suggests that every troll have an emergency bunker to go incase of emergencies. (Also future King…👀)

Poppy: Our Queeeeen!! She meets with the council twice a week, allowing Molly to handle the meetings the rest of the week. She and Molly and almost always together. She gets Molly’s opinion on everything. (Some trolls joke about Molly secretly running the kingdom because of how much she seems to have control over…)

Viva: She helps the council in anyway she can! She does it all! Clay needs help with a building plan? Viva’s got her crayons ready. Floyd needs an assistant? Viva is right by his side! JD and Branch need extra hands? Viva’s ready to go! Bruce needs help planning a party? Viva’s got millions of ideas!

[partywithoutsmiling]

Do you think you can tell us what happens in would tour specifically at the end when the strings are broken? Is branch there? Does the world go gray or does it stay colourful because their technically is more strings? Oooooo how do the leaders react/find out about this random gray troll who sum how has made more strings?!?!

I think Branch would be there for sure

Skipping ahead of the timeline, after the events of the 1st movie- and realizing Poppy did miss him, he would be rather reluctant to leave his Tribe again for a while (his reawakened crush on Poppy certainly not helping matters)

However, he has now been on the move for so long, that staying in one place indefinitelly gives him jitters (and bit of a spoiler, but he did manage to meet at least one of his brothers on his travels, that made him realize that perhaps this Wanderlust is hereditary to an extent)

Also ever since returning to Pop Village, he came to realization that King Peppy seem to know more about the wide world than Branch had suspected; before, he just thought that the Pop Troll's ignorance stemmed from their isolation and decades of selective culling- knowledge and histories are bound to be lost and forgotten in that case, but given the nervous glances Peppy sends his attire and his rock guitar, Branch can put one and one together.

But Peppy doesn't ask and Branch doesn't offer any explanation, and while Poppy is curious enough to ask Branch where he went, she doesn't push when he just says 'away'. She still remembers when Branch just up and disappeared one day and no-one cared to notice that for weeks- to an extent, not even her, even though she is the most aware of his prensence than anyone.

After that fiasco with the funeral, Poppy just figured Branch holed up himself in his bunker to sulk- or so she thought- and will come out when ready. And truthfully, she thought that it was, for once, a good idea- because the mood of the community was not great, when it came to the grey troll, and she herself was at loss what to say or do to make it better. She could hardly defend Branch's actions for all that she understood his freakout (at least a little bit)

It was only when more time than usual passed that she grew concerned- while the other trolls around her didn't.

A little bit of angsty idea was that Branch, in his shame, left behind both Floyd's vest and his old Hideout Plan, as those were two mementos that really tied him to his old life, and Poppy- with bit of brute force- managed to get her way into the bunker and found both.

She was really just a teenager then- and was suddenly forced to come to a reality where a Troll that was supposed to be her responsibility as a future Queen just... left. Left, because he felt so unwelcome in the Village- unwelcome in her presence- that feelings themselves driven him away.

And similar to Branch, Poppy had no idea other trolls existed- there was only the Village and the Bergen Town, and all the dangers that existed between it. It was unspoken rule that to leave the Village meant a certain death- and here she was, holding Branch's iconic vest that he never ever takes off, holding a yellowed scrapbooked plan of childlike wonder, that revealed a familial history of heartbreak and abandonment (after all, she knows these names, she knows Brozone songs and trivia by heart)....

Honestly, She and Branch probably came to be peas in a pod, when it comes to feeling of self-loathing and lack of self-worth.

After all, perfect Queens don't allow their subject to become outcasts

Perfect Queens don't turn blind eye towards unjustified shunning

Perfect Queens don't certainly drive away their friends to perish in the wilderness

And for the next 4 years- especially after the uncomfortable realization that only handful of people even care that Branch was gone- she felt deep guilt and suppresed grief very keenly, plagued by what ifs; what if she went to him the day after the funeral, what if she checked up on him that very night- would he had stayed? What if she never pushed him like she did, secretly delighting in crafting the most annoying glitter-spewing invitations, knowing it irritated him What if she was kinder, respected his refusals better, listened to his warnings

Would he had stayed?

And honestly, up until the point that he returned, she had no answers, and thought she would never got any

So after their reunion, she burns with questions and curiosity- and holds it back, because he already left once, and she is terrified to push him away again, this time for good. Because that's what she focuses on now- he came back.

Of course, that relief changes nothing when mere seventh months after their peace with the Bergens- after they repaired their village, after Poppy got used to having Branch by her side, singing, dancing, playing, harmonizing

She is suddenly feeling like thrown into a cold water when he tells her he wants to go traveling again, and all the fears and past grief comes rushing

I believe they would have quite the row about it- unknowingly reminding Branch of the night his brothers argued and left, which only pushes him to be angrier- while Poppy uses her outburst to hide the irrational terror she feels

So it ends with Branch storming off in a huff and Poppy storming off in a huff- but when her senses catches up to her and she is quite panicked to make ammends and to sooth the argument over, Branch is long gone

Few more months passes, and while not as cheerful, Poppy tries to keep herself upbeat- then the invitation comes, Peppy finally admits to there being more kind of trolls, and to her it is like Oh, of course.

The excitement returning, she now has secondary goal to her 'unite the tribes together' under big party- she just knows Branch is living with one of the tribes now- and she is right, when she encounters him in Lonesome Flats

(Well, after he learnes that she got thrown into jail for her Crimes against Music that is pf)

Branch, naturally, still has no idea about the Strings (as he dipped out before Peppy gave that piece of history away) but learning about them now doesn't give him any more peace of the mind. Contrary to his first mindset in the original plot- where he wanted to avoid the other trolls altogether- he is now stalwart defender of all genres, and hates the idea of any of them disappearing.

(A side note: in his wanderings, I think the only rulers- or would be rulers- that he had met was Delta, Trollex and Barb; Trollex had just been freshly crowned and Barb has not been queen yet) (He and Barb probably struck a very odd friendship- where Branch had no idea he was hanging out with the princess of Rock- namely because Rock Trolls didn't use the term of 'prince' and 'princess' for their heirs- and he probably told her all about his travels) (Hearing that she is behind this mess makes him feel horrified. Did he gave her the idea to try and take over the world?)

Anyway, events happens, the finale comes- the final showdown XD

Only, the fight plays out quite differently

Branch and Barb being friends, he confronts her about what she's doing and quite stubbornly gets into her face about her ideas. Dares her to change him the way she wants to change everyone- dares her to erase him, like she dreams about

It makes her hesitate for sure- she already went so far, and wont be stopped now. Expression hardening, she aims her guitar at Poppy and strikes the chord- not expecting Branch to jump between them.

This event probably doesnt have the desired effect that she imagined. Had Branch had been just a normal Pop Troll- or as close as to one genre as one can get, he would have been Zombified without any issues.

But with the Power Chord, it's Strings against Strings- and the results are probably quite... explosive. Devastatingly so.

Only, Branch has an unknowing advantage- his seventh String, shining so innocently from his hair among the others.

When it comes to matching powers, the Royal Rock Guitar looses, pathetically so- and as the stage around them explodes, so does the guitar, taking the power of music with it, leeching everything of colours and light, untill nothing but darkness and greyscale remains.

Except for a singular troll that stands tall and proud in the middle of it all, injured, sure, but colourful, rainbow heart shining through the fuzz on his chest, the strings in his hair glowing brighter than ever XD

[reyababyy]

Making room for more love

Pairing: Floyd x Fem pop troll reader

Summary: After coming home from an outing, your daughter has something to show you

Warnings: None, pure fluff

Word count: 402

A/N: First post!! So excited

It’s been 4 years since the incident with velvet and veneer happened, Floyd had come back home letting you and him reunite after so long.

Of course that is also when his brothers along with Poppy and Viva found out you were his wife, you didn’t mean to keep it a secret though. He just wasn’t speaking to his brothers at the time and you didn’t have family of your own.

Nevertheless, they accepted you into the family, always coming over, planning things, all so no one would lose touch with each other again. Even JD got his act together, he’s no longer trying to boss his brothers around anymore.

You had just came back to your shared pod from an outing with Poppy when your daughter Isa burst through the pod door, jumping into your arms, “Mommy mommy! I wanna show you something!” She giggled.

Chuckling, you placed her on your hip then walked inside the pod, letting the door close behind you. “What is it my little sunshine?” You spoke softly looking at her, Isa squirmed in your hold till you eventually put her down, watching as she got a drawing off the small table by the couch and brought it back to you.

Carefully you took it from her, a smile tugging at your lips “It’s beautiful sweetie, but who’s this?” You asked, looking down at her confused.

A chuckle came from behind you, before you felt arms wrapping around your waist, “Princess here wants another sibling.”

Isa nodded immediately afterwards “Please mommy, I want another sissy or bubby”, raising an eyebrow you hummed “So how much is daddy paying you to say this?”

Floyd’s eyes widened “I’m no-” “Sh, I am asking our daughter the question my love, not you.”

Your daughter smiled “Sweets before bedtime and I get to go spend the night at uncle Branch and aunt Poppy’s tonight!”

“Traitor” Floyd huffed, burying his face into the back of your neck.

“I see” you murmured, “Alright honey, go to your room so mommy can have a quick chat with daddy ok?”. Isa nodded, “Ok mommy” then skipped to her room.

Once the door was closed you sighed, “Really Floyd? Using Isa for bait just to have another baby?”

Floyd chuckled, turning you in his hold so you were facing him now “Well it was worth a shot” he spoke, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

[cutelittleriot]

Return to origin band together

It was time for King Gristle and Bridget's wedding and everyone was so excited and happy for the soon to be married couple.

Poppy especially was happy her best friend was getting married and she was going to help her with her wedding dress! She has so many ideas she wants to share!

Right now she has to go get Branch who said he had something to do. She had let him be for the time being but now she has to go find him it's almost time for the wedding!

When Branch was heading out to go help King Gristle he passed by his Grandma's old pod. He looked at it both fondly and sad. He had alot of good memories there with her and his brothers but also some bad ones. Like her getting eaten,his brothers arguing and well leaving him. He hasn't gone back this entire time but now that he feels better mentally he thinks he is finally ready to take that step.

Slowly he makes his want into her old pod. Instantly he is hit with smells....old smells that he could faintly recognize. He could smell sweat which was gross probably from when Spruce was working out,he could smell books he once caught Clay reading in secret and he promised he wouldn't tell anyone and he never did. He could also just barely make out Grandma's old fluffleberry cake smell. Everything else he couldn't put a name too but he knows 2 of them were Floyd's and John Dory's he just couldn't tell who was who.

Looking around everything was exactly how he left it before the great escape. He made sure to at least clean up her pod before he left just becuase he needed something to do when he wasn't working on his bunker plans. Walking around he spots them,brozone merchandise some posters and records mostly, grandma always did support them even if she wished John wasn't so hard on his younger brothers.

Taking a record he looks at it fondly, maybe one song wouldn't hurt right? Contemplating it he puts in the record player that still worked and soon the song played and it felt like he was there again....back to the night it all went wrong. He thinks about his brothers,would they even recognize him? How would they even react to his new body?

He doesn't know how long he was there staring at that album record but the next thing he knows is Poppy is talking to him. "Uhm Branch?" She asks him curiously quickly he sets the album beside the record player while he stops the record player from playing anymore music,he didn't want to hear anymore.

"Oh um hi Poppy" He says trying to smile but it's forced and it very much hurts his face to do so. "Are you alright? It looks like your smiling and crying at the same time it kind of looks like it's hurting your face" She points out. "Yeah it does hurt my face" Deciding that it's no use he stops smiling,no point in smiling she could easily tell something was bothering him.

"I guess I'm just missing my uhm grandma, I was just listening to some of her old records" He says fondly as he puts up the old record. Poppy takes a look at the album and gasps "Brozone! No way I love Brozone!" She says excited her tail wagging like it loves to do.

"Really?" He asks excited with his own tail wagging a bit before he stops it "I mean really

?" He didn't meant to sound excited but finding out that your girlfriend loves the boyband you were part of does one excited even if he would like to put that behind him.

"I didn't know you liked them too" She tells him as she throws him the old record to which he scrambles to catch but thankfully he does. "I don't I'm actually hate listening it's a new thing. My grandma had very questionable tastes just look at how she decorated this place" He gestures around the old pod. "I'm sorry but there's just some stuff that shouldn't be macramed,am I right?" He asks before he goes to put away the record. He really didn't want to look at it anymore and bring up more memories.

Poppy looks at her Boyfriend she could tell something was bothering him,if his tail flicking back and forth was also an indicator along with the way he was talking. "Uhm kind of seems like there's something your not telling me" She says looking athim curious but also a bit worried. She knows Branch often keeps things to himself but they were a couple and couples share stuff. She won't force him but she can try to coax him into telling her later on.

"What? Don't be silly,no" He says with a fake grin trying to wave her off he really didn't want to talk about his brothers at all. "Hey I need you to be real with me" She tells him gently taking his paws into hers. "It seems more than a macrama issue,if your having feelings you can talk about them" She gently coaxes him.

He looks at her and really thinks about it,she has been there for him throughout so much and he has been there for her for so much from becoming friends with the bergens to the world tour to the transformation he knows Poppy will listen. "Ok....your right" He says he wants to say it he keeps trying but nothing would come out. Mentally he sighs maybe he can tell her after the whole wedding thing was over.

Speaking of weddings "Oh hey look at the time we're gonna be late to the royal wedding! Let's go get married " He redirects the conversation and grabs Poppy's Paw and begins to head out. "Wha Branch!?" Poppy exclaims very confused at what Branch said. "Huh oh I meant let's go get Brudget and Gristle married" Branch says trying to correct his mistake although....he wouldn't mind marrying Poppy but nows not the time to be thinking about that.

"Oh yeah becuase it would be weird if we got married" Poppy jokes and Branch agrees with her though the atmosphere was very awkward. The two transformed trolls head out of the old pod and begin to sing.

*Timeskip past the song cause there's no way in hell I'm writing that*

Soon every bergen and troll are there to celebrate. Bridget who is in a wedding dress covered in balloons floats down happy as she can be as King Gristle watches in awe at his beautiful soon to be wife.

Poppy jumps onto Bridget's shoulder as she looks at Bridget's beautiful dress in awe. "Oh my gosh Bridget you look so adorable!" Poppy gushes. "Thank you so much for being my maid of honor Poppy you really have no idea how much this means to me. I couldnt have done this without you" Bridget says with a smile.

"Oh of course Bridget I love you like a sister,probably. I don't have a sister,so I wouldn't know,which is fine. It's something I'm coming to terms with slowly" Poppy says beginning to ramble. "Uh Poppy can we uhm unpack the sister thing after the vows?" Brudget asks interrupting her rambling.

"Ah yeah no of course,you go get em girl! Before I do!" Poppy says grinning before using one of her claws to pop the balloons on the dress releasing a bunch of glitter. "Like a beautiful angel sent from heaven" King Gristle gushes as he looks at his soon to be wife.

Bridget begins to skate her way up the isle as Poppy and Branch watch together happy as they could be with their tails entertwined. Bridget walks up the stairs to King Gristle and he happily takes her hand as they look into eachother eyes lovingly.

"Hey Bridget you still have time to run for it" A bergen tells her to which King Gristle laughs sarcastically. "Haha very funny Aunt Smead. I'm uh so glad you could make it" He tells his aunt.

"Dear beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate the sweet sweet love of Bridget-Hey girl, and Mr.Yummy-Tummy himself, King Gristle. Now falling in love is easy,we've all done it, I've done it a hundred times,thousands even if you could that semester I spent abroad". They trail off when Branch hears something.

He isn't sure what but his ear twitches it sounds like footsteps small ones so it has to be a troll or something around the same size as a troll. Looking around he tries to pinpoint the noise when Poppy notices him looking around. "What is it Branch?" She whispers to him. "I hear something and I'm trying to find out what it is" He whispers back as he continues to search but isn't having any luck.

"Stop the wedding!" A voice yells out much to the surprise of everyone. Branch knows he has heard that voice before he just can't remember where. Everyone gasps and looks around to where the voice is coming from. They look up only to see what appears to be a troll standing on top of a antenna.

"Uh Brudget do you know this guy" Gristle asks confused. "I can't remember all my suitors Grissy" She says to him. The troll then slides down a clothes line and then jumps and hangs onto a balloon strong and then lands and that's when Branch recognizes just who that is.

"Sorry is this bad timing?" The troll asks their skin was a semi muted teal color along with their hair being a darker teal color. They were wearing a pair of goggles a brown vest with fluff at the top and shorts. Their ears were turned just a bit downward almost seemingly stuck that way. Branch gasps at seeing just who decided to show up after 20 years.

'No no why now? Why him?!' Branch mentally screams as his ears lower and his tail tucks showing how nervous and scared he was. 'Please for the love of sugar don't recognize me' He begs to whatever deity there is out there.

"I'm just trying to find a troll named....Woah Baby Branch!" The troll looks at Branch and Gasps and runs up to him with a grin Branch knows all to well. "Uh your making a mistake stranger that looks similar to me there's no Branch here" He says hoping to fool him but he can tell it doesn't work.

"Look at you, you got so big! Your not a Branch anymore your like a trunk ! Junk in the trunk!" He yells smacking Branch on his butt and ow that hurt his tail did not like that.

"I bet I can still pick you up!" He says happily as he picks up Branch even though it was obvious Branch did not like it at all. "Ooh you got heavy" the troll complains as he throws him up in the air. "Ahh there goes my back!" He complains as Branch tries to climb away only to fall on top of the unknown trolls face. "Ahhh Charly horse! Oh God two Charley horses!" He complains as Branch is still trying to get away.

It was taking everything Branch had to not unsheathe his claws right now. Even if Branch didn't want to see him again he still didn't want to claw at his face even on accident. "Hey! Stop right there, you put my boyfriend down and us who you are and what you want!" Poppy says taking charge and unconsciously begins to slightly bare her fangs to the unknown troll as a warning as her tail flicks back and forth.

The troll sets down Branch who backs away in case he gets anymore ideas of picking him up. "Hey your right totally rude of me. Didn't introduce myself, I'm Branchs brother " He explains holding out a hand with a grin .

Everyone gasps at the new information "WHAT?!" Poppy screams in shock as everyone else gasps. "Oooh drama corn me Dinkles" Tiny Diamond says always eager for some good drama as Mr Dinkles shoots out a small bucket of popcorn to which tiny happily munches on.

"Correction, used to be my brother, not anymore" Branch says turning around and crossing his arms his tail flicking in irritation.

"Hey uhm remember earlier when I said you should open up to me and be real?" Poppy asks as she looks at her boyfriend.

"Well..." Branch starts before Poppy cuts him off. "You could've started by telling me you had a secret brother!" She tells him as said brother takes a good look at his baby brother especially at his differently shaped legs and flicking tail.

"Former brother" He says correcting her. "That's not how DNA works!" She says feeling a bit frustrated at how much he wasn't telling her. "Dad did you know about this?" She asks hoping he can answer her. "Oh what would I know about secret family members" He says and Branch catches in that he knows something but isn't going to share. That's something to talk about later.

"Oh my gosh I was being so rude. I've never met anyone from Branch's family before. I'm Poppy Branch's girlfriend, should we hug,fist-bump smile and wave for now and see where the night takes us?" She says so excited to meet someone from her boyfriends family.

"All of the above" He says with a smile and a shrug. "Wait I know you. Your the guy from Brozone! We were just listening to them!" She says so excited to see a member of her favorite boyband in person! "Yeah brozone!" Cooper yells joining Poppy in on her excitement

"Oh wait wait wait wait, don't tell me. OK um well your not the heartthrob" She says trying to go through the various members. "Well that's your opinion" the troll says awkward. "The fun one? No your kind of uptight" She says. "Uptight?" The troll says surprised at being called uptight. "Hmmm not the sensitive one either" She says quickly rubbing it of band members. "Ok alot of assumptions of someone you just met thirty seconds ago" the troll says awkward.

"Oh oh I got your John Dory! " Poppy says finally figuring it who it was. "The leader" John says with a smirk. "The old one!" Poppy calls him to which Branch almost laughs and John just sighs.

"Uhm sorry to interrupt but we lose the venue at eleven so" King Gristle says to the trolls but ends up shushed by Bridget. "Shhhh I'm trying to listen to very hot gossip" She says with a grin she was always a bergen for gossip.

"So wait if your Branch's bro then that means all the other Brozone bros are Branch's bros, too! Branch! How come you never told me?" She asks him both confused and excited. "Becuase it's complicated" Branch simply states not looking at them his tail giving another irritated flick.

"Oh sweetie,it's cause you weren't in the band" She says trying to placitate him by patting his back. Heh wasn't in the band yeah right. "Oh Branch was in the band alright" John Dory says with a grin. "What?! No way! Which one was he?" Poppy asks dying to know which one her boyfriend was. "Bitty B" John answers smiling. "Bitty B?! No that's impossible Bitty B had glasses!" Poppy says unable to comprehend her boyfriend was Bitty B the litteral baby of Brozone. "Oh and a diaper" John adds.

"Aaaaaaand a falsetto made of gold. Not that anyone cared,but that's all in the past. Because they stopped being my brothers the day they walked out on me and never came back!" He says almost growling out the words as his fangs are showing and his ears are pinned back.

"Whoa whoa whoa,that's not fair Branch I did come back really. I was only gone for a month tops. I needed some time to clear my head and I would come back and I did but the thing is that when I came back nobody was there. The tree was destroyed and well I thought you were dead" John explains to him his ears drooping a little.

That surprised Branch his brother actually came back? It was only 2 weeks after their big fight and breakup that grandma got eaten and a week later they had the great escape "It wasn't until I heard about you saving the world from the rock apocalypse that I even realized you were even still alive" Jd tries to explain.

"Oh,that's so sweet he realized I was still alive 20 years too late!" He exclaims. "Hi I'm sorry he gets hangry if he skips breakfast" Poppy says getting between the two and gently pushing Branch away before something bad happens as she could tell that Branch was getting more irritated by the second as it looks like his claws were about to come out any second now.

"I had breakfast it was avocado toast with two poached eggs some cayenne for a little kick and you know what it was delightful!" Branch says taking what she said litterally. She gently pulls him off to the side "Branch what's going on with you?" She asks wonder just why was he acting this way she hasn't seen him this riled up in a while not since he was grey.

"The question we should be asking is what's going on with him!" He say pointing at Jd. "I bet you he's only here becuase he needs something" he says crossing his arms. Why else would he show up after 20 years unless he needed something. "That's not true Branch he's your brother" She tells him hoping to prove him wrong.

"Branch I'm gonna be straight with you. I need something." John dory says proving Branch correct. "And there it is" He says secretly upset about being right. "Come on man I'm trying here" Poppy tells Jd she really was trying to help him here.

"Wait wait wait hold up Branch. It's about Floyd" He tells him. His ears perk up Floyd? What was going on with Floyd? He subconsciously begins to feel around the same vest he has wore for 20 years. "What do you mean?" He asks a bit worried. "He's in danger. I hadn't heard from him since the Band broke up. Until I got a letter from him. Dear John Dory I'm being held against my will by superstars Velvet and Veneer. Come to Mount Rageous at once and bring our brothers,love Floyd" He explains.

"Wait wait so you got a letter one night from Floyd after 20 years of no contact? Doesn't that sound just a bit suspicious?" Branch asks his eyes narrowed. "I know it sounded suspicious but just in case it was real I went to Mount Rageous alone before I went looking for you guys. Besides it not like I knew where any of you were.

"I found where this Velvet and Veneer were performing that night,and there was Floyd. He was trapped in a diamond prison. And you and I both know the only thing that can shatter Diamond" Jd tells him and Branch nods the perfect family harmony. The very thing that caused them all to break up is now the very thing they need to save Floyd.

"So you came here to get the band back together and sing the perfect family harmony" Poppy says to which Jd nods. "Oh yeah so we can attempt to sing something we've only tried once and failed so miserably at that we broke up and never talked to eachother again" Branch exclaims getting annoyed at all of this.

"We are so in!" Poppy exclaims excited with her tail tumping against the ground. "What?! Uhm could you give us a second" Branch tells Jd and he moves Poppy away from hearing distance.

"Okay what are you doing?" He asks because just what was going through his girlfriends mind right now?! "This is your second chance with your brothers Branch" She explains as if it was that simple. "Its not that easy okay?? You don't get it Poppy you don't have any siblings" He says even though he thinks he might be wrong with the way King Peppy was acting.

"That's my point. Branch you are so lucky to have a brother to fight for. I mean,if I had a sister it would be so perfect. We'd be best friends,and we'd teach each other things,and we'd never fight. And we'd always have each others back and we wouldn't even have to talk cause we'd think all the same thoughts, and everyonewould ask us if we were twins and we'd laugh-" "Poppy!" Branch says stopping his girlfriend as she was getting into one of those phases.

"But...if she were ever in trouble I would do everything I could to help her, I would show up" She says smiling hoping Branch understood where she was coming from. "Okay listen if there was a brother that I might do this for-and I'm not saying there is.....it would be Floyd" He says. While he did lobe all of his brothers Floyd was definately his favorite.

"I'm not hearing no!" Poppy exclaims excited. "Yeah that works for me!" Jd exclaims having heard Poppy. "Yeah! Brozone 2.0,Brozone reunion,Brozone here we bro again,Brozone where'd they bro? I don't know we're gonna find them!" Poppy says excitedly coming up with new names and titles.

Then their ears perk up when they hesr rumbling it was loud and they can feel the ground shaking. "Hey looks like our rides here!" John exclaims as the dirt beneath him moves up like something was coming out of it and soon enough a armadillo bus pops out of the ground. "Here she is!" John explains happily as he jumps off the bus.

"Oh that's coming out of the deposit" Gristle winces at the damage. "Meet Rhonda,yall ain't she a beaut?" John asks happy to show his baby brother and his girlfriend Rhonda. Rhonda happily makes a weird roaring noise at them tail wagging. "She's uh really something" Branch says not really knowing how to react.

His instincts are telling him to run away from the big armadillo bus but he is staying right here he isn't going to run. Rhonda happily licks Poppy covering her in glitter. "I think she likes me?" Poppy questions as her instincts were telling her the same thing.

"Yeah she does,or she's marking you as prey,you can never quite tell with Rhonda" Jd laughs as he heads inside. "Uh guys I'd you don't mind I really cannot wait another minute to marry the gorgeous specimen" Gristle says lovingly holding Bridget's hands and giving them a kiss. "I now pronounce you husband and wife" the bergen says and Bridget happily jumps on Gristle and begins to smother him in kisses as the bergens cheer.

The two trolls watch on happy for the now married couple. "Okay all aboard who's going aboard." John says hopping inside Rhonda. "Bye everybody! We're getting the band back together!"

Poppy tells the snack pack along with Prince D and Peppy who bid them farewells.

"Have an awesome honeymoon!" Poppy tells Bridget with a wave. "Thanks Poppy" Bridget says thanking her troll best friend before resuming kissing her husband.

"I love you guys!" She yells out one last thing before they take off inside the armadillo bus.

For anyone curious here are everyone's ages and my timeline for this series

Brozone break up

Branch:3

Floyd:13

Clay:14

Spruce:15

Jd:17

Great escape

Still the same

Timeskip to the movie

Branch:23

Floyd:33

Clay:34

Bruce:35

Jd:37

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

OMG I FORGOT

I dreamed about me and Ruggie scamming Azul BAHAHHAHA

It was almost a nightmare because the tweels started chasing us and looking for us😭 they came to Ramshackle in the middle of the night and started "playing hide and seek". I was about to call someone while I locked myself in the room when I hear a "back off" and they BROKE the door. I got so scared when they started SLOWLY coming towards me that I woke up.

Idk if it gives you inspiration but it was an EXPERIENCE for me 💀💀

As much as I love those silly twins, that sounds absolutely TERRIFYING.

I've used, like, all of the currently available gifs of Jade and Floyd (oops) so take this diver cuddling a moray instead :)

Warning(s): nothing really this time, yandere-ish

You and Ruggie are two peas in a pod, as they say. You two both grew up in poor neighbourhoods, and you had very similar personalities. You know, despite the fact that you were from an entirely different dimension.

You would often work jobs around the school together, you'd even both worked in the Mostro Lounge to 'help' Azul out of the 'goodness of your heart' (in reality, it was just to get money)

That was how you came up with your next 'brilliant scheme'... you two were going to scam Azul.

Long story short: it didn't work.

Azul was pissed. And in his anger, he yelled at Jade and Floyd to chase you and Ruggie, and to not let you escape, no matter what.

Have you ever had two practically identical six foot tall men chase you through an otherwise peaceful cafe? It is not a pleasant experience.

You were able to successfully make your way back into the hall of mirrors, and in the short moment of peace you had, you came up with a plan.

"Knowing Floyd and Jade, they probably just wanted to chase us out of Octavinelle to scare us..." You said. "Or alternatively, Floyd will get bored soon enough and Jade will also decide to stop chasing us."

"You're probably right." Ruggie said. "C'mon, let's retire for the night... it's pretty late. We'll deal with the consequences tomorrow."

"Yeah. Night, Ruggie."

"See ya tomorrow, (Y/N)."

Ruggie entered the Savannaclaw mirror, and you exited the hall of mirrors to make your way back to Ramshackle.

You fell asleep on the couch last night.

You woke up to knocking at the front door. When you checked your phone, you saw it was midnight exactly.

"Who could... be here so... late...?" You asked yourself.

When you walked to the door, your hand just above the doorknob, you heard a voice from the other side of the door that immediately woke you up.

"Little Shriiiiiiiiiimpyyyyyyyy~! You awaaaaaaaake~?"

"The floorboards in your dorm are quite loud, (Y/N), we know you're at the door."

"Ohhhhhhhh... I just had a real fun idea, Shrimpy!" You heard Floyd say. "Let's play... hide and seek."

"My my, what a fun idea." Jade said. "You have five seconds to hide, (Y/N)."

FIVE SECONDS?! THERE'S NO WAY THAT'S FAIR!

No time to think about whether or not it's fair, you only have five fucking seconds to hide from these two.

Ugh, why did you and Ruggie have to do that?! If you two just didn't try to scam the scam artist then these eels wouldn't be visiting you in the middle of the night!

"Five."

Ohhhhh no he's actually counting down. Ok, ok ok ok! So, where can you hide? Where can you hide?

"Four."

Your bedroom! It's one of the only doors in Ramshackle that has a working lock! It doesn't matter if they realize you're hiding there, if the door's lock you've got an iron defense!

"Three."

You ran as fast as you could through the halls of Ramshackle, up the stairs, through more hallways...

"Two."

You slammed the door shut behind you and locked it, and put your enitre body weight onto it to hopefully keep them from opening it if the lock doesn't work. You should be safe...

"One."

"Ready or not, we're coming for ya, Shrimpy~!"

You pulled your phone out of your pocket. Crowley gave it to you for emergency calls, and this probably counts as an emergency!

But, who can you call to help you in this situation? Who's stronger/taller/more intimidating than the leech twins? Tsunotaro probably is but you don't have his phone number...

Jack's about as tall as them! Maybe he can help you?

Just as you were about to dial Jack's number, you heard something.

"For your sake, please back away from the door, (Y/N)."

You felt pounding on the door. The pounding became more and more intense as it continued. You decided to back away from the door, and considered jumping out the window, but then... you heard something horrible.

The wood of your bedroom door cracking and splintering apart. The old wood broke apart.

They just... broke the door...?

"AhahaHAHA! Did you really think that old door was gonna stop us? Idiot!" Floyd laughed at you.

"Now, (Y/N), please just comply. We will bring you to Azul, and you will have to answer for your actions." Jade explained. "We'll deal with Ruggie tomorrow."

"Yeeeeaaaah, just come quietly, Shrimpy, and we won't have to hurt you."

They walked towards you. Slowly.

You were frozen in fear. Even if you wanted to run away, you couldn't.

They got closer, closer, closer, and then-

You were... in your bed? It's morning outside, what just happened?

"Oh, hey you're awake." Ruggie said, walking into your room.

"What... happened? Why does my head hurt?" You asked.

"Basically, you tripped and fell in the Mostro Lounge and smoked your head on the floor and were knocked out the rest of the night." Ruggie explained. "I carried you back to Ramshackle and camped out here for the night rather than dealing with the twins."

"Oh. So that was all... a dream...?" You asked yourself. "Huh... strange."

But if that was a dream, then...

Why does your door look like it's been... broken...?

[dizzzydancin]

Step On Me- A John Dory-centric Fanfic

Life isn't always easy having to care for your younger siblings; John Dory can attest to that.

(to be frank I never post on tumblr and never had a tumblr account before this, so i hope someone enjoys this :3 you can also read this on Ao3 if you prefer)

Are You Satisfied? - Chapter 1

Don't want to be a fool for you

Just another player in your game for two

You may hate me but it ain't no lie

Baby bye bye bye

A heavy hand reaches out from under the several blankets stacked upon one another, searching the nightstand for a yellow and pink, fuzzy, little bug that blares pop music at an ungodly loud volume at eight A.M. every morning. Once the hand feels his hand brush up against the fuzzy little bug, he boops its little nose, making it close its mouth and go quiet.

Yanking one of the blankets from over his face, John Dory (the oldest brother of five at age 25) rolls out of bed and slides his feet into the pink bunny slippers that he received as a joke gift for Christmas the year prior, but saw no reason to throw out perfectly good slippers, so he ultimately kept them.

With a loud yawn and a stretch that caused several pops to sound from his aching joints. Despite only being 25, John felt as if he woke up 80 years old today. Taking care of your younger siblings can do a number on you, believe it or not.

The pod is eerily quiet. It almost makes John feel uneasy; he's so used to the loud and chaotic nature of living with his siblings that the pod feels odd with his brothers all fast asleep in their rooms.

The pod itself wasn't very big in retrospect. Since he was the oldest, John got his own room. The next brothers in line, those being Bruce and Clay, shared a decently sized room just down the hall from John's room. Of course, the youngest two, Floyd and Branch, shared a room as well, but it was quite a bit smaller. It could probably pass off as a closet, and the two boys shared a bunk bed so that there would be no floor space at all.

It's not like John chose to live in such a place. The only reason he's still here is because it was his grandma's old pod before the incident. Though, back then his grandma didn't exactly know she was going to have to raise her daughter’s kids by herself.

That's all in the past though. Every adult figure John had ever looked up to in his life was gone now, and he had to strap in to take care of his siblings who were teenagers now.

Putting all those thoughts aside, JD makes his way into the pod’s kitchen to start throwing together breakfast for his brothers who need to be up by 8:30. They're on a strict schedule and John does his best to not break that schedule for the sake of Clay, who needs that structure in his life. It doesn't bother John most of the time, he just gets so tired of having to get up early in the morning.

With the clock constantly ticking away, JD finally starts getting to work making breakfast.

John pops two pieces of bread into the toaster at a time, and while that's toasting, he gets to work scrambling eggs. Breakfast doesn't take very long at all, it usually never does, and soon enough he's got a plate of warm scrambled eggs sitting on the counter, and a stack of toast on a napkin sitting right beside it.

He peers out from around the kitchen wall and shouts to his still-sleeping brothers.

“Munchkins, let's go! Come get it now or you'll miss it!”

Almost immediately he hears shuffling coming from inside the bedrooms, and as per usual, Clay is the first one to leave his shared room and come into the kitchen. The poor kid is rubbing their eyes and has some serious bedhead going on, but his hair usually looks like that.

“Morning, bro. Looks like you slept well!” John laughs, which earns a deadpan look from Clay.

“Sure, if I didn't have to listen to Bruce’s obnoxious snoring. I swear I saw the lamp shaking!” Clay huffs as he makes his way over to the counter to grab a plate and fill it up for breakfast.

John can't help but laugh some more at their complaining.

The next two to wake up were Bruce and Floyd if the yelling of, “damnit, Floyd!" and some banging on a door was anything to go by.

When John peaks around the corner, he sees Bruce hit the door one more time before groaning and dragging his feet into the kitchen.

“What's got your hair in a knot?" John teases, only to get a nasty look from Bruce. Man, those are popular today.

“Floyd ran into the bathroom before I could. He's going to be in there for like 20 minutes!" Bruce complains, only to get a, "No I'm not!” from Floyd behind the closed bathroom door.

Bruce rolls his eyes as he walks over to the cooler and grabs a jar full of strawberry jam for his toast.

The last one to pull themselves out of bed was Branch, who was wearing his boyfriend's hoodie and yawning so loud the neighbors could probably hear him. He walks straight past all of his brothers and straight to the scrambled eggs, where he helps himself to a sizable portion before taking a seat at the table and digging in.

“Well good morning to you too, sleepyhead.” John jokes, ruffling Branch’s hair which only earns him a sigh through the nose in response. Finally, one of his brothers doesn't give him sass so early in the morning!

While the rest of his brothers are making their plates and sitting down to eat, John manages to snag a piece of toast for himself and bites into it with a satisfying crunch. He usually lets his brothers get their tummies full before he eats anything at all, but most of the time he can get a little breakfast in for himself and not have to worry about leftovers.

Once everyone is sat at the table, besides Floyd, of course, JD slides in his chair and watches everyone enjoy their breakfast for a moment, feeling accomplished as their caretaker. That doesn't last long, however, because he needs to check in on everyone.

John clears his throat to get everyone's attention. “Alright, boys. What are the plans for today?"

As if on cue, Floyd walks into the kitchen in a white robe, a green face mask covering most of his face. It makes everyone stare, and Floyd throws his hands up in defense.

"I got hungry! This face mask is taking forever to dry.” He complains as he grabs two pieces of toast, slathering both of them in butter and peach jelly.

“You look like you're covered in slime." Branch comments.

“Yeah? At least I'll have glowing skin by the time I'm 40!" Floyd argues.

“Okay, okay! I asked a question, I'd appreciate it if everyone answered me." John interrupts.

"Sure, nosey.” Bruce scoffs, making Clay snort beside him.

“Ha ha, very funny." John laughs sarcastically, “I'm being serious though."

“Sounds stalkerish." Bruce rolls his eyes. “Just going out with some friends, that's all. Got invited to play Squish Ball, so I'll be out late.”

John takes note of that. Clay is the next to speak up.

"I'm going with Viva to the library. They just got a new shipment of classics and I wanna check them out.” Clay puts his plate in the sink, before heading off back to his room to get dressed.

“Don't stay out too late, and tell Viva I said hi!" John shouts back. “What about you, Branch? Going to see your boyfriend?" John teases, dragging out the ‘y’, only to get a piece of toast chucked at his head.

"Yeah, and what of it?” Branch sasses before standing up.

"Nothing!” JD laughs. "Stay safe, okay?”

Branch only rolls his eyes in response. That only leaves Floyd, who's quietly eating his toast behind the counter.

As an asshole older brother, John Dory walks over and pokes Floyd in the side as he walks past, starting to put what was left of breakfast on a plate for himself.

“Don't do that!" Floyd laughs, folding in on himself and holding his side.

JD watches as the now-dried face mask cracks a little on Floyd's face, but doesn't mention it to him. “Got anything going on today?"

Floyd's face drops almost immediately, and it worries John. “No, not today." Floyd just shrugs, immediately losing his appetite and sliding his plate over so John can have what's left of his toast.

Before John can ask what's up with him, Floyd slams the bathroom door shut, going back to his skincare routine and leaving JD looking for answers.

“Damnit." He grumbles, looking over at his nearly empty plate and Floyd's half-piece of peach jelly toast.

There's no use in letting it go to waste, he supposes.

One by one, his brothers leave off to their respective plans for the day. He almost doesn't even get a bye in response, having to remind both Clay and Bruce to say it before they leave.

The only one that doesn't leave is Floyd, who curls up on the top bunk of the bed and strums quietly at his guitar.

John is left alone, mostly by himself, with the quiet strumming of muffled guitar from across the house, and his head full of questions.

[hostilemuppet]

so what was it like for those 3 months they were divorced??

i think floyd was miserable. he thought hed never be happy again. he hated himself for throwing it all away because he got scared. they had a good thing going! they were having fun! floyd moreso than creek, but, still! floyd probably barely left his pod other than wasnt for brozone stuff. he ordered in all his food, which made him feel worse, because creek used to cook for him! he went from "using drugs to have a good time" to "using drugs so he experiences emotions other than crushing despair". hence the rehab visit, followed immediately by relapsing. he thought about creek constantly. he spent every night wishing he could see him again

for creek, he was also not having a good time. he held it together better than floyd did, for the kids and all, but he was still miserable. every night when the kids were asleep hed hide in the wardrobe, get drunk, and cry into some of floyds clothes he didnt take with him. sometimes creek even puts his wedding dress back on, and listens to the song they had their first dance to, and orders in cake (its not the same, itll never be the same but itll have to do). he cant believe he MISSES him, but he got so... comfortable. he tries to get back out there, get a girlfriend, but if he even gets a first date he ends up scaring them off. he cant remember how actual normal romantic relationships work. floyds the only one that can handle him anymore

[emerald-studies]

How to be an Ally

 Discussions on Race Pt. 2

June 29, 2020

Day 1 of 7

Post with fixed links here!: 

https://emerald-studies.tumblr.com/post/626271345488150528/how-to-be-an-ally

Reblog this one!

[ These are just some thoughts I have in my head about this topic, it isn’t meant to be a purely academic discussion. It’s meant to be a conversation to learn about another perspective. ]     

Also sorry this one took longer than previous posts, I had to do a lot of research.     

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1.  Check In On Your Black Friends/Acquaintances 

 In my opinion, I believe the best way to be an ally is to reach out to your Black friends and check in on them, consistently. If you can recognize the times we are living in are absolute hell, you should be checking in on the most effected. None of my friends have checked up on me to see how I was doing or just to talk. They didn’t even bring up the protests until I did. It feels very very lonely and scary to not be checked up on by the people who say they support and love you. So, I’m making this the first point because I don’t want anyone else to feel this way, not trying to complain.

2.  Learn More About Black History

It’s important to learn about the Black activists that our history books left out. Yes, Martin Luther King Jr. was, and is, important but we need to reflect on why he was pushed on us so much in our history classes, compared to other Black leaders. Is it because our government would rather us walk down the street holding signs than actually defending ourselves against the cop who’s beating us?

Here’s a master list of activists to start you off.

3.  Go to Rallies and Protests

Find protests and rallies in your area by looking on Twitter and search #yourcityprotest. Or watch your local news channel to see where they are (if they’re being covered on the news). Also search on Facebook. Wear a mask.

4. Donate and Sign Petitions

If you don’t have extra money to donate, that’s fine. If you still want to be an ally then sign all the petitions you can. Take a day to research all the ones you can sign/haven’t signed and sign them!

(Also you don’t need to donate to change.org! Directly donate to non-profit organizations and victims’ families!)

George Floyd - change.org

George Floyd - amnesty.org

George Floyd - colorofchange.org

Get The Officers Charged

Charge All Four Officers

Breonna Taylor - moveon.org

Breonna Taylor - colorofchange.org

Breonna Taylor - justiceforbreonna.org

Breonna Taylor - change.org

Breonna Taylor - thepetitionsite.com

Ahmaud Arbery - change.org

Ahmaud Arbery - change.org 2

Ahmaud Arbery - change.org 3

Justice for Oluwatoyin Salau

Pass The Georgia Hate Crime Bill

Defund MPD

Life Sentence For Police Brutality

Regis Korchinski - change.org

Tete Gulley - change.org

Tony McDade - change.org

Tony McDade - actionnetwork.org

Tony McDade - thepetitionsite.com

Joao Pedro - change.org

Julius Jones - change.org

Belly Mujinga - change.org

Willie Simmons - change.org

Hands Up Act - change.org

National Action Against Police Brutality

Kyjuanzi Harris - change.org

Alejandro Vargas Martinez - change.org

Censorship Of Police Brutality In France

Sean Reed - change.org

Sean Reed - change.org 2

Kendrick Johnson - change.org

Tamir Rice - change.org

Tamir Rice - change.org 2

Fire Racist Criminal From The NYPD

Jamee Johnson - organizefor.org

Darius Stewart - change.org

Darius Stewart - moveon.org

Abolish Prison Labor

Free Siyanda - change.org

Chrystul Kizer - change.org

Chrystul Kizer - change.org 2

Andile Mchunu (Bobo) - change.org

Eric Riddick - change.org

Amiya Braxton - change.org

Emerald Black - change.org

Elijah Nichols - change.org

Zinedine Karabo Gioia - change.org

Angel Bumpass - change.org

Sheku Bayoh - change.org

Angel DeCarlo - change.org

Sandra Bland - change.org

Sherrie Walker - change.org

Darrien Hunt - change.org

Cornelius Fredericks - change.org

Elijah McClain - change.org

James Scurlock - change.org

Darren Rainey- change.org

Visit these sites for more info:

http://www.pb-resources.com/

https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/

5. Educate yourself and others.

Articles: 

- “America’s Racial Contract Is Killing Us” by Adam Serwer | Atlantic (May 8, 2020)

- Ella Baker and the Black Freedom Movement (Mentoring a New Generation of Activists

- ”My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant” by Jose Antonio Vargas | NYT Mag (June 22, 2011)

- The 1619 Project (all the articles) | The New York Times Magazine

- The Combahee River Collective Statement

- “The Intersectionality Wars” by Jane Coaston | Vox (May 28, 2019)

- Tips for Creating Effective White Caucus Groups developed by Craig Elliott PhD

- “Where do I donate? Why is the uprising violent? Should I go protest?” by Courtney Martin (June 1, 2020)

- ”White Privilege: Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack” by Knapsack Peggy McIntosh

- “Who Gets to Be Afraid in America?” by Dr. Ibram X. Kendi | Atlantic (May 12, 2020)

Movies/TV Shows: 

When They See Us

American Son

Hello Privilege, It’s Me, Chelsea

The 13th

Murder to Mercy: The Cyntoia Brown Story 

What Happened Miss Simone?

The Two Killings of Sam Cooke

Who Killed Malcolm X?

The Death and Life of Marsha P. Johnson

Homecoming: A Film by Beyonce (Lighter in tone)

LA 92

Dear White People

Videos:

- Black Feminism & the Movement for Black Lives: Barbara Smith, Reina Gossett, Charlene Carruthers (50:48)

- “How Studying Privilege Systems Can Strengthen Compassion” | Peggy McIntosh at TEDxTimberlaneSchools (18:26)

- American Oxygen - Rihanna

- Formation - Beyonce 

Podcasts:

- Malcolm X Speeches

- 1619 (New York Times)

- About Race

- Code Switch (NPR)

- Intersectionality Matters! hosted by Kimberlé Crenshaw

- Momentum: A Race Forward Podcast

- Pod For The Cause (from The Leadership Conference on Civil & Human Rights)

- Pod Save the People (Crooked Media)

- Seeing White

Books:

- The Autobiography of Malcolm X

- Why I'm No Longer Talking to White People About RaceBook by Reni Eddo-Lodge

- Black Feminist Thought by Patricia Hill Collins

- Eloquent Rage: A Black Feminist Discovers Her Superpower by Dr. Brittney Cooper

- Heavy: An American Memoir by Kiese Laymon

- How To Be An Antiracist by Dr. Ibram X. Kendi

- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou

- Just Mercy by Bryan Stevenson

- Me and White Supremacy by Layla F. Saad

- Raising Our Hands by Jenna Arnold

- Redefining Realness by Janet Mock

- Sister Outsider by Audre Lorde

- So You Want to Talk About Race by Ijeoma Oluo

- The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

- The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin

- The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander

- The Next American Revolution: Sustainable Activism for the Twenty-First Century by Grace Lee Boggs

- The Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson

- Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston

- This Bridge Called My Back: Writings by Radical Women of Color by Cherríe Moraga

- When Affirmative Action Was White: An Untold History of Racial Inequality in Twentieth-Century America by Ira Katznelson

- White Fragility: Why It’s So Hard for White People to Talk About Racism by Robin DiAngelo, PhD

Follow:

- Shaun King: Instagram | Twitter | Website

- Antiracism Center: Twitter

- Audre Lorde Project: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Black Women’s Blueprint: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Color Of Change: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Colorlines: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- The Conscious Kid: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Equal Justice Initiative (EJI): Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Families Belong Together: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- The Leadership Conference on Civil & Human Rights: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- MPowerChange: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Muslim Girl: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- NAACP: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- National Domestic Workers Alliance: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook

- Ziwe | Instagram | (She has discussions about race with White people, kinda grilling them, every Thursday at 8 p.m. EST. Super thrilling to watch.)

Here’s Some Music Too:

Change Gonna Come - Sam Cooke

Chain Gang - Nina Simone

Missisippi Goddamn - Nina Simone

Fuck Da’ Police - N.W.A.

New Slaves - Kanye

This is America - Childish Gambino

I’m Not Racist - Joyner Lucas

Fight the Power - Public Enemy

Glory - Common, John Legend

Freedom (Live) - Beyonce

I Can’t Breathe - H.E.R.

American Oxygen - Rihanna

Brown Skin Girl - Beyonce 

+

My Playlist With A Few More

Black Artists Matter Playlist

What a large list! It looks so overwhelming! Don’t worry, you don’t have to read/watch/listen to everything. It takes a lot of effort!

  Jk. 

If you don’t want to do some homework and good deeds, then you don’t want to be an ally. And that’s perfectly fine. Just don’t lie to yourself about it.

Tough shit.

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Discussion time.

Who are your favorite Black activists that you didn’t learn about in school?

(Mine is Huey P. Newton)

Favorite song by a Black artist? 

(Mine is Freedom by Beyonce but the live version)

Let me know what you think here

-Faith

[misscinnamonroll16]

More brozone headcanons

John Dory knows French. Someone asks them if they know any other languages and JD busts out in French. The others are shocked that he knows another language and he's fluent in it. Problem is for about an hour he only speaks in French

Floyd was the kid who couldn't be trusted around stickers or glitter

Clay is the most flexible of the brothers. He can casually do the splits or a back bend. He used to bend over backwards to freak Floyd out (like the girl from the ring?)

Clay has freckles on his face, shoulders, chest and back. Hiding in the shadows of the golf course caused them to fade so they're not as prominent in his adulthood

Clay also squishes Floyd's cheeks like he did to Branch

John dropped out of high school but he did get his GED

John made up a fake amusement park for teens only when he just wanted some time away from the others. His plan worked until Spruce turned thirteen and wanted to come with him. So they left the pod together and JD broke the news to him that it was fake but he could go do what he wanted for a little bit and to not tell the others

John Dory's keychain is very basic. No extra keys for anything or charms. Just keys. His wallet however is a different story

Bruce's keychain however is so extra. Has like twenty different keys on it, lots of little charms. He just walking around jingle jangling

John could still clean up any mess the boys make faster than they ever could

Clay has shrimp posture, John Dory is constantly gently fixing it so Clay doesn't have back problems in the future

JD and Bruce are the strongest of the brothers, John just has a bad back

Bruce is like a space heater. He gives off so much body heat. But that's nothing compared to Brandy

Floyd and Clay often give off Dan and Arin from the ten minute power hour vibes. One of them is living for the chaos (often Clay) and the other is laughing his ass off at the others chaos (often Floyd). If I had the skills to animate I would totally do something like this for them but maybe I'll just write it

[doomedandstoned]

Meet Judd Madden: Melbourne’s Most Prolific One-Man Band

~Interview by Shawn Gibson~

Art by Jeff Smith

How are you doing?

Pretty good! As good as we can in these strange times.

When you are not doing music you are doing web design. How busy does that keep you?

There's not much work on at the moment honestly, so personal projects have filled the void. And video games.

You live in Melbourne Australia right? Tell me a little about Melbourne and where you live.

Melbourne is home to 5 million people. It's a wonderful city with vibrant live music, restaurants, parks – anything you're into, you can find. I've lived here for 16 years and I absolutely love it.

How have the wildfires affected you?

We had smoke here in Melbourne for weeks, though Sydney was much worse. The bushfires (as we call them) were hell on earth for those nearby.

How are you holding up with the Corona virus affecting everything?

My wife is working from home now, with me, so that's nice. My friends and family are healthy and safe, but I miss seeing them in person – video chats and phone calls are just not the same.

I miss live music and being in a crowd, the physical space and sharing in the moment. Australia is doing well comparatively, we're a spacious country with a low population, and we're good at following rules like "stay home."

What places do you go to in Melbourne to see heavy music?

The Tote, The Bendigo, Max Watts (HiFi), The Forum. I can't fucking wait to get to a gig when all this is over.

What are some Australian bands you love and we should check out?

In the doom/metal scene there are so many. Droid, Dr Colossus, Pod People, Thaw, Holy Serpent, Lucifungus are some I've enjoyed live recently.

Glacial by Judd Madden

My first introduction to Judd Madden was Glacial. I loved it and checked the other albums on your Bandcamp page.

Oh, cool! That album featured my one and only music video; Mountain Slayer, which received great exposure.

Is there an album that was removed from your Bandcamp page? There was a song on an album that almost had a hardcore tempo, great bass line! I want to say something like against set. I wish I remembered!

Before Waterfall (the first album) was released I made dozens of rough songs, to see if I could do it all by myself, and to experiment. Most of them were bad. "Against Set" and some of the less bad songs are on the Old Doom & Demos album. Listening now, it's not that fast -- maybe you're thinking of something else? There are not a lot of fast songs in my catalogue, perhaps "Mouth" from Waterfall or Waterfall II?

Please tell me about 528hz (DNA repair). I have heard many frequencies in that range, higher and lower but never in a doom song!

It's from "Everything In Waves" which is about reality, energy, perception, matter, cosmos. In my research about wave-forms of all types, I stumbled across the "healing tones" genre, with its wild claims about specific frequencies.

The song is mostly tongue-in-cheek, but leaves the question open. Can listening to certain tones have healing/meditative benefits? Well, we don't know everything, right?

Feel No Pain by Dead End Thoughts

What prompted Dead End Thoughts?

The desire to create even heavier music, with vocals. It's a separate project, as my main catalogue doesn't have vocals – Dead End Thoughts is a different beast. I wanted a space to explore complex ideas, the edges of my mind and darkness. The songs are thematically and musically extremely heavy.

It doesn't come from a place of depression or anger, as some people have suggested, but a need to explore and create something original. If it's original I'm happy. Musically the songs are totally organic, it's a stream of consciousness in the jam, with vocals and instrument layers added after.

Dead End Thoughts recently released 'Feel No Pain' (2020). Please tell me about the spark that started the fire for this album.

Feel No Pain is created directly from live jams between myself on guitar and Dan on drums. It's an evolution from the first album, which I created recording guitar first and drums second (which was difficult).

When you jam with one melodic instrument and one rhythmic instrument, both are free (within reason) to do what they like. Adding a second melodic instrument like a bass usually requires more planning and results in more structured songs.

We enjoy seeing where things go. These five tracks were chosen from around 20 that we recorded throughout the year. I realised mid-year that this could be the next album; the riffs were of similar tone, and I wouldn't have to drum over them!

Once I added a second/third guitar, bass, and vocals, they no longer sounded like jams and became real songs -- but you can still feel the live energy. It's also not perfect, which I think makes it more interesting.

We surprise ourselves when we're jamming, there is no staleness from playing a rehearsed song over and over. Most of the riffs on the album were new to us as we played them. It's so much fun.

On 'Feel No Pain,' Dan Jolly plays drums and did the album artwork. Please tell me about him and his role in Dead End Thoughts.

Dan has been one of my best mates for many years. We've played a lot together, he's a fantastic drummer who's even more into doom metal than I am! He played on half of these tracks unaware that they would become an album, sorry Dan. (laughs)

Our drumming styles are actually pretty similar, but he's younger and more energetic. I asked him to do the album art, as I was doing all the production and extra instruments, so he could share ownership of the project. It's an awesome painting, we had it before the lyrics so I was able to connect with "By Burning Heat."

Colour High by Colour High

Tell me about Colour High and how that is different from the music you make most of the time.

Colour High is an electronic doom project, similar to the music in Stranger Things. It was made over two months very late at night, in headphones when I couldn't make noise.

I've always dabbled in electronic music, once I even 'played live' in 1999 with my brick of a computer and CRT monitor. I just sat behind it and pretended to be doing things -- I wasn't.

Colour High is all about exploring sounds, compositions, just having fun and enjoying a different process. Having the entire score and all instruments available when composing is very different to the track-by-track approach required for solo instrumental music.

What makes Judd Madden laugh?

Most things. My friends, my wife, my cat. I love TV shows like Curb Your Enthusiasm, Always Sunny, South Park, The Office. Love stand-up comedy -- hard to name just a few, but Dave Chappelle, Brian Regan, Bill Burr, Iliza Shlesinger, Joey Diaz, Dylan Moran and all the greats like Carlin, Seinfeld, Prior, etcetera!

Which bands have influenced you and the music you make?

My parents like Pink Floyd, Black Sabbath, Beatles, Metallica. 90's bands like Tool, RATM, Chili Peppers, Prodigy. Then I started getting into Kyuss, Sleep, Yob, and the amazing stoner rock/doom metal scene. It resonated strongly with me and I immediately wanted to make music in that genre.

Now I listen to anything good: jazz, classical, electro, darksynth, math, weird stuff like Scott Walker or doom bands like Conan, Bongripper, Aleph Null. Completely obsessed with an electronic artist called 2814, the album Birth of a New Day is a real trip.

Name some good books that you have read.

The Gap Cycle, Stephen Donaldson. The Nights Dawn Trilogy, Peter Hamilton. Enders Game Series, Orson Scott Card.I like big space operas, currently getting through The Culture series, but honestly I've fallen out of the habit of reading – I usually listen to music in headphones in bed.

How is the weed in Australia? Good?

It's illegal mate. But good, yes. I never touched it until I was 30 – now it's fun occasionally. I find it can help creativity, particularly with music. It can lower your ego, allow a more natural flow.

Is there anything you want to plug or promote?

Aside from the new album and the other projects we've discussed, my wife and I made Duel 52, a card game that you can play with a standard deck of cards. It's free and fun, if you're bored in lockdown check it out!

What is in the future for Judd Madden and Dead End Thoughts?

Once Dan and I can jam again we'll keep making music, and another heavy album. For my main project I have the beginnings of a lighter album similar to Float, spacey and guitar-heavy. Calm, meditative music to balance all this darkness.

Judd, thank you very much for your time! Stay safe and sane through these tough times!

Cheers, thank you for your support!

Waterfall II by Judd Madden

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[abolitionist-kinaesthetics]

a statement from cortez easterwood-bey on the uprising in city jail, st. louis, missouri, provided by expo (ex-incarcerated people organizing) st. louis (feb 6, 2021)

Sometime in the early morning the inmates at the St. Louis Justice center stage an act of civil disobedience because of the inhumane treatment by  CJC Management concerning Covid-19 along with other issues. Expo-Stl was made aware that more than 50 inmates participated in a peaceful protest that took place on December 29th. Nothing was done to address those issues and this mornings uprising was the natural evolution of the actions of living and feeling human beings. Here now is a communications from inside the Justice center itself. 

On the morning of Tuesday, December 29, 2020 around 10am CT,  myself (Cortez Easterwood-Bey IMN #6694) and more than 50 other inmates on at least two floors within Missouri's Saint Louis Justice Center (CJC), stood together in solidarity outside of our cells as a form of peaceful protest to exercise our 1st Amendment right to free speech in a peaceful attempt to voice our grievances to be heard by CJC management that have gone unanswered after months (anywhere from 2-6 months or more) of following the established procedures for filing complaints and grievances. We recently learned from sympathetic guards/correctional officers (hearafter referred to as CO(s)), that these complaint and grievance forms rarely go past the CO whom the form was given to, let alone to their supervisor nor an outside entity or CJC official. Our peaceful protest was unequally matched with resistance by CJC staff akin to the pre-Civil Rights Movement -- we were subjected to tear gas, hosed down with strong water, and placed faced down in inches of said but now contaminated water in order to be handcuffed, transferred to the known dilapidated Medium Security Institution (MSI) nicknamed the "Workhouse", and placed "in the hole" without proper heat, dry clothing and new face masks. All this because we were trying to tell jail staff and management that we don't want to DIE, we are hungry, we want proper ventilation, we are tired of being cold without being given winter clothing,  we want proper PPE for COVID-19, we are tired of being price gouged in the commissary and vending machines, we want the mandated six "recs" per day, and we want visits from family and friends since there is a glass barrier between them and the inmates. How long do we inmates have to go without before one stops adhering to socially acceptable civil norms when they are blatantly and continously being denied such -- not only the ability to live but also other basic [prison] rights such as the ability to breathe uncontaminated air?

Because of this incident, jail staff have threatened to destroy and discard our personal belongings, religious and otherwise, as punishment. Their purported excuse for this action is because of the tear gas they used has contaminated said belongings. So, we will no longer have our legal documents nor anything we or our family or friends purchased for us -- food, clothing,  toiletries, religious documents/books/items, photos, etc. This is our punishment for asking not to be infected with covid and to have proper and adequate food, PPE, etc.?

To my knowledge, there are at least 12 lawsuits filed by other inmates due to the outcome and actions of jail staff at CJC for this initially "peaceful protest" that has been quelled by correctional officials so the media and public are kept unaware. 

On New Years Eve, there were already 51 of us in the hole in one "pod", which is supposed to hold a maximum of 60 people pre-pandemic, that were healthy and uninfected with Covid. However, prison staff decided to add 11more inmates, some of whom were visibly infected with covid!

This is genocide.

Prior to this peaceful protest that is now being reported as a "riot", there were 24 inmates in my pod KNOWN TO BE INFECTED with covid by jail staff, but instead of properly quarantining them, they kept them in the pod and with their cell mates in a 6 foot by 9 foot cell. 24 infected inmates soon turned into almost 50 infected inmates in less than 48 hours!!! Thats over 90% of the inmates housed in ONE pod of 60 persons!!! Further, COs are telling us that not only are they NOT going to test us but such testing is voluntary even if the inmate is visibly exhibiting the classic symptoms of a covid infection. When those of us who are healthy request to be tested for covid, we are denied and persons from the detention center regardless of their covid status are continuously mixed in with the uninfected population within the actual jail/CJC, which houses over 800 inmates and more than 60% of those are currently visibly and audibly infected with covid and are probably not getting proper/adequate medical attention. 

Many of us have not yet gone to trial. There is at least one inmate who has been locked up at CJC for FIVE YEARS without going to trial. So how is it that the St. Louis Justice Center staff are allowed to be our judge, jury and now executioner during this deadly pandemic???

We don't want to DIE from SARS COVID-19, especially not at the hands of correctional staff. We are tired of being purposely exposed to other inmates and detainees who visibly have covid. Jail staff won't test inmates but claim that current pod members have been exposed to covid even though we have not been tested during the entire arrest and detention process yet COs are constantly placing untested people, healthy or infected, in a jail cell, pod or holding area, with healthy people.

Even though we are inmates and regardless of whether we have been found guilty of a crime we may or may not have committed, our request is not unreasonable. This IS genocide. We are being treated like the Jews during Hitler's regime. Instead of Germany we are in America. And the jail is being ran much like the concentration camps. But because we are black and brown and don't ft the historical standard of American beauty, we are treated less than. We are being treated worse than George Floyd. Instead of one officer with his knee on one Black man's neck for almost 8 minutes, we have several officers and agents of the Missouri, and more specifically the CJC, who are knowingly not following the COVID guidelines and protocols set forth by the CDC and US Department of Justice. 

We are HUNGRY. We are pleading for not only proper nutrition but portion sizes that are befitting of an adult male. The lack of proper and adequate sustenance is known to weaken the immune system, thus making any person more susceptible to any disease but especially the highly contagious covid virus. We get the same chunk of bread-like cake for every meal (breakfast, lunch and dinner). I have been in CJC for almost two months and have yet to be given any fruit, have only once been given a "salad" that consisted of three tightly stuck together pieces of lettuce and one sliver of a shredded carrot. Our vegetables, if we are given them, consist of canned corn or green beans. The commissary and vending machines (in the facility or online for purchase by our family and friends to send to us, which is received bi-weekly) consists mostly of highly processed and junk/snack foods that are grossly overpriced compared to the Missouri prisons and normal retail outlets accessible to most American citizens. 

We are tired of being COLD when the temperatures outside are also cold. The COs verbally refuse to turn the heat up, even in the detention/holding facility, citing they are trying to keep all from getting covid. We have not been given proper clothing to deal with such temperatures within the actual facility. Most of the world is struggling financially so there are very few of us who are recently detained during this pandemic whose family can even afford to purchase a thermal top or bottom or thicker socks via the online commissary. The inmates are not working,  and many of us newly detained have not worked during this pandemic, but even if we had we either don't have access to those funds and/or have depleted them in our attempts to purchase food from the commissary and vending machines after we are given our "trays" (breakfast, lunch or dinner) that barely have portions nor nutrients acceptable for a 10 year old child let alone a grown man.

We need our RECREATION BREAKS to stay mentally and physically healthy.  Per correctional guidelines, inmates are to be given six (6) recreation hours per day. Since I have been detained at CJC, we get less than 3 and its mostly at the discretion of the guards with seemingly no set time periods or systematic adherence to the standard CDC guidelines. For example, one or more pods are let out of their cells between 7a-9a for 45min, then around 3p for another 45min, and maybe around 11p for 15-20min. To myself and others, these actions by CJC-MSI staff seem like an effort to not fully perform the duties for which they are getting paid to perform in accordance with standard operating procedures and CDC and DOJ covid guidelines and protocols. I have found that if I want to exercise (push-ups, etc) in my cell or during rec, I must do so in the morning rec so I have enough time to take a shower. I save my commissary/vending and phone calls for the afternoon rec. All this because we're not given 6 recs sessions/hours, time is short and we may not get the 3rd/last rec that is much shorter on time and at a time where business calls cannot be made.

We need INFORMATION to research our cases.We have not or only sporadically been given access to the jail's law library during recs. There are also only six tablets provided to one or more pods housing 60+ people. These tablets are supposed to allow us access to the jail's law library and also, for a fee, be able to communicate with our family and friends via text messaging who have a SmartJailMail account. Most of the times, said tablets are inoperable because they weren't charged properly between recs and/or will not hold a charge. Further, the tablets do not allow for video chatting with anyone.

We need to SEE our loved ones. The CJC website says visitation is allowed and special allowances for such may be made to family members or friends who reside out-of-town.  However, this is a lie. All inmates have been told that there is no visitation due to covid despite the fact that in the visitation area at CJC the inmates are separated from the visitors by a glass partition and wall. 

We need but are not given proper PPE. Yet COs are walking around in what appears to be hazmat suits. Inmates are only given a standard face mask bi-weekly. Many don't have one because it broke, became dirty, wet, etc. Payphones, vending machines, tablets, etc. are not sanitized after each use and tables, common areas, etc.are not sanitized after each rec. We need more types of PPE (gloves, N95 masks, face shields, etc.) to protect us against our cellmate who is infected with covid whom the COs purposely place in our cells and refuse to remove healthy inmates or quarantine the infected ones in a separate area or facility. 

I personally was NEVER tested for covid during my entire arrest and lockup experience (October 14, 2020 to present). Not given a temperature check, covid test kit nor nose swab, nor blood check. I have been denied my repeated requests for such. After my arrest, I was placed in the detention/holding facility attached to CJC. I was denied access to a shower and clean clothing for at least 2 weeks. It wasn't until I had an outside person to contact my parole officer and a visit was made that I was given a shower, notified of why I was arrested, given a standard jumpsuit and thin (and too small) footwear, and then transferred to the jail-side of CJC. During my time in holding, officers were constantly moving detainees in and out of the holding area I was in, especially during the day. The area was not cleaned nor sanitized. I was not given any PPE during that time. All of this escalated my exposure to this deadly and highly contagious covid virus. 

My detainment in the jail side of CJC has been, for the most part, no different to my initial detainment, as indicated above. How is it that not only do I have to protect myself against violence from much younger inmates, I now have to be strategically conscious of protecting my desire to continue to live and breathe unencumbered by a deadly pandemic-level worldwide virus because correctional staff intentionally place me and others in dangerous and hazardous conditions which further lends us to intentionally get covid in a short time frame, in some inmates' cases this happens within 24 hours of their cellmate or they themselves being exposed to another inmate or guard who is handling them after dealing with a previous inmate(s) who's visibly and knowingly infected. We are only given a basic face mask ever 2 weeks. No gloves or other PPE is given nor can we have any mailed to us by our family nor friends. How can we socially distance in a 6 foot by 9 foot cell with no ventilation in an open plan/air facility that is kept cold and we are denied and not provided with additional clothing (jackets, gloves, hats, etc.) nor blankets. How can those of us who are not sick stay healthy if we are not given nutritious and portions that sustain us. Yes we are inmates yet many of us have not yet been tried for our supposed crimes. Many of us also have families that we cannot see, barely are able to talk to because their funds are running low or are non-existent for us to call them collect or message them via SmartJailMail.

We feel like POWs in a foreign land in hostile territory. Because of our blackness/ancestral ties to Africa or Latin America, we are being treated less than human. We are dying at CJC in unheard of numbers and being intentinionally infected at alarming rates.

In my homeland that is the civilized country of America...THIS IS GENOCIDE!

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image: incarcerated people’s uprising at city justice center in st louis, by expo st. louis

[image description: a picture of the exterior of city justice center, a city jail. rows of panels of tinted blue glass, at least 4 stories high, can be seen as part of the architecture of the building. toward the top, a row of glass panels was shattered and a group of people wearing yellow with white cloths partially covering their faces and heads can be seen standing. one person held a sign in protest. around the shattered glass panels, traces of something being previously burned can be seen. to the left of the blue glass panels is a sand-coloured wall. the picture is framed by some branches of deciduous trees, with a just few autumn leaves on the branches.]