#who belongs to JD

[heybiji]

dandelion and clover (the weeds)

[your-fuccked-up-dad-volume61]

the masculine urge to show off my pretty little angel to everyone, knowing that ill kill them if they even think about touching her🔪🌹

[damiansgoodgirll]

Don’t break my heart part 4 with reader and drew finally kissing ❤️🤭

part one, part two, part three

damian priest x reader (platonic), rhea ripley x reader (platonic), the judgment day x reader (platonic), drew mcintyre x reader

‼️ angst, comfort, liv morgan as a warning, some fluff, family issues, a lot of family issues, crying and panicking , mention of sexual things but nothing happened (yet) - part 5 will be sadder and general worse‼️

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don’t break my heart - part 4

it’s been a week since your first “date” with drew and you couldn’t lie if you said you didn’t like him. you probably developed a crush for the man but you tried to keep it as private as possible, fearing rhea or damian would find out, or, worse, fearing that drew would find out.

in the same week you’ve been texting more and more, talking about the silliest things. he even changed his work schedule just to train with you - and rhea and damian.

he didn’t mind them as long as they weren’t keeping you away from him. in this week he got to realise how much they cared for you and even if he wouldn’t hurt you, after you’ve been through, he knew that they still would be over protective with you.

you started talking with drew more and more about private and personal things. you didn’t fully open up to him, especially not via text, but somehow he understood that apart from damian and rhea, you were completely alone.

he felt for you.

you were a nice person to hang out with and he couldn’t understand why the other girls didn’t want to befriend you.

rhea and damian knew something was going on with you. they weren’t stupid, they knew something was going on between you and drew but they didn’t know how to bring up the situation because they didn’t want to upset you.

after rhea saw drew kissing your cheek from the hotel window, she knew she should have done something but at the same time she knew that if she intervened in something that didn’t belong to her, you would have gotten mad, and losing you too wasn’t an option.

so she talked about the whole situation with damian and they both agreed to talk with you after raw ended.

while driving to the arena, damian and rhea kept exchanging glances, noticing how happier you were. they knew it was because you were going to see drew and they hated that he was the reason of your happiness.

“i can’t wait for kicking some asses” you said smiling, making both of the adults laugh.

“yeah, i really can’t wait for my fight against carlito…he’s been a real pain in the ass these past weeks” damian added.

“what about liv? just the sound of her voice irritates me” rhea smirked making you chuckle.

you were extremely excited that you were going back on stage. you didn’t have any match yet but you were there to support damian ringside with rhea. you knew that finn or jd would have done something to make damian lose and you couldn’t allow that.

“how much do i have to get ready?” you asked rhea, watching the clock on your phone.

“about an hour…don’t be late” she winked at you, knowing that you were always ready on time and she was the one who was always late.

while moving to your changing room, your eyes met drew who waved at you smiling. you waved back, smiling at him.

you felt like a teenager in love and you hated yourself for that. you’ve never had an actual teenage crush, all the boys you liked, never liked you back and so you had no idea of what to do with drew, without talking about the age gap between the two of you.

you wished you could talk to rhea or damian about this but if you told them you had a crush for drew, they would probably kick your ass too.

while finishing getting ready, you smiled seeing a text from drew popping up on your screen.

can’t wait to see you kick finn’s ass out there! be careful <3 see you after the show!

he wanted to see you?

he wanted to see you!

“oh my…he wants to see me!” you almost screamed like a baby.

“y/n! ten minutes!” one of the managers screamed from outside the room and woke you up from your little dream.

you weren’t supposed be on the ring until rhea finished her promo so you waited backstage, watching her from a screen. she was showing confidence, something you’ve always admired from her. she was showing the world who was in charge and definitely weren’t dom or liv.

but then liv started talking about how she took everything from rhea. not only the title but how she took dom and the rest of the team from her. how she replaced her in the family she thought she had found and you could see hurt in rhea’s eyes but she was trying her best to not break.

you, on other hand, were deeply hurt from her words and a tear fell from your eyes. you couldn’t understand how someone could be so cruel. you couldn’t understand how finn and dom were siding with her. you couldn’t even understand why dom was treating rhea that way, he always loved to be her puppy so making her feel guilty after she’s the reason he became who he is today, it just wasn’t right.

damian was capable of bringing a smile into your face when he appeared from behind and started attacking dom.

“finally” you whispered getting ready to go in the arena.

just a few minutes later and damian’s match against carlito began. it was an easy match for damian and you knew that he would have won easily but when you saw jd ready to attack him you couldn’t stay back.

rhea held you, whispering that it wasn’t time yet.

“i just wanna delete his existence from the face of the earth” you whispered making her laugh.

“let damian win and then we can go” she said.

after a few minutes damian won his match and was in that exact moment that jd attacked him, making you even more angry “okay, go…” rhea looked at you with such pride in her eyes. she watched you run into the arena and began your attack on jd, trying to separate him from damian.

the crowd screamed of happiness when they saw you.

just a few seconds after and liv was attacking you from behind “wrong team y/n” she whispered. her words only made you laugh.

with a quick move you were able to free yourself and to pin her down, making her yelp from pain.

“wrong person to attack, you bitch” you whispered.

she was surprised at how fierce you were feeling tonight “you know, with this temper, you would fit perfectly with me and the guys” she whispered making sure no one heard.

“in your dreams” you said while blocking her arms down.

the moment rhea came to stage, dom was quick to shove you apart to save liv. so you stayed there, watching with damian how terrified everyone was of rhea.

out of nowhere, finn tried some moves but he was about to get hit by damian when he moved apart and sacrificed jd to get that hit.

“what a coward” you screamed into his face making the whole crowd chant with you. as a result of their cowardice, you, damian and rhea were happily celebrating inside the ring.

both for damian’s victory and for your ability to face the team, you were happily getting backstage. damian in the middle with you and rhea on his side, his arms around your waist while the crowd happily cheered for you.

once backstage you couldn’t contain your happiness “oh my! that was amazing damian!” he happily hugged you when he saw how excited you were.

moments like these were rare so they cherished every single moment when you were happy.

“i’m going to take a quick shower and change…uhm…if you want to go back to the hotel i will see you there” you smiled, trying to avoid that topic.

rhea understood what you meant and even if she wanted, she couldn’t hold you back.

“okay, be careful” she said in a serious tone “and don’t hesitate to call if something happens okay? even if you need a ride back”

“okay, i will, thank you” you said happily before coming back to your changing room. you were quick to take a shower and change in some clean clothes cause you didn’t want to lose drew segment.

seeing him on the screen always made you feel butterflies in your stomach. his confidence, his voice while speaking on the mic, his personality and charisma, that you were kinda shocked to see how different he was with you, almost embarrassed to messed things up.

“ouch!” you almost screamed when you saw punk hitting him with his belt. you knew there were going to be bruises and you were kinda worried for him. you knew he had much worse but still, punk probably went too far.

you took a protein bar out of your bag and happily eat it while watching the rest of the show when you heard his voice through the corridors “funking punk!” he screamed.

that made you laugh.

you reached for your door, wanting to see if he was doing okay when you stopped in front of his changing room. he was trying to see the damage left by punk while looking in the mirror.

“need help with some lotion?” you softly asked. his face soften when he saw you standing in front of his door.

“can you take a picture first?” he asked and you nodded.

he made sure to show the bracelet he stole from punk “you’re being petty” you joked while taking the picture.

“i’m the worst, kid” he laughed. you handed him his phone back and he thanked you.

you saw he was looking for some wipes to clean the blood off but you moved first and took a sanitary wipe from the bag you had on your shoulder “here, this should help…” you handed him the wipe but he turned his back on you, hinting that he wanted you to clean him “are you sure? i don’t wanna hurt you”

“you have feathery hands, trust me, you won’t hurt me more than punk did…” he laughed, convincing you.

you moved cautiously, don’t wanting to hurt him, you cleaned the blood that came from the bruises before gently applying some oil on his skin. he swore he could get used to your touch. kind and gentle, definitely not what he was used to.

“and we are all done…” your voice came out as a whisper. standing so close to drew while he was half naked was completely different from having date lunch with him or texting him.

he turned back to face you again and maybe, just maybe, you were a little too close. the height difference between the two of you was crazy, your eyes were fixed on his chest, too shy to watch him in the eyes as you felt them on you.

“too shy kid?” he said smirking when you lifted your head up.

“i’m not a kid…” you whispered back, making him chuckle.

“you are my kid though…” his hand gently lifted your chin up so you couldn’t escape from his gaze “i could stay like this forever” he whispered.

yes, definitely different from the past week where you’ve been texting nonstop.

“really?” his statement took you back and you wondered if he really wanted to stay like that forever.

“really. you’re so kind and beautiful, and it pains me that people don’t see you the way i do…” his hand gently stroking your cheek “i like you y/n…yes, maybe all of this was unexpected and i definitely wasn’t expecting to fall in love with the judgment day’s protégé but here i am…i really, really like you” his accent made everything even hotter.

you weren’t good with words. especially not when you were still getting to know him well and even if you knew you liked him too, you had no idea of how to tell him so you simply acted of gesture.

you brought his face down so your lips could meet his but he was stronger so he lifted your body up from your waist so now you were the one on your toes, your hands behind his neck while you were still kissing him.

it was a soft yet passionate kiss. something you’ve been wanting for years. you felt all the emotions exploding in your stomach.

drew’s hands moved from your waist to hold your back and your neck, while his lips were still moving upon your soft ones.

your hand went involuntarily into his hair tugging them. he almost moaned into your mouth but when you opened your eyes and saw his look, you thought you might have hurt him “sorry…”

“don’t apologise love, tug on them all you want” he said smiling against your lips.

“can we do that again?” you said trying to catch your breath.

“absolutely” he said before capturing your lips again. this time he was fighting for dominance, gently biting your lower lip, making you smile into the kiss. his hands wished they could touch everywhere on your body but he didn’t want to scare you away, he still was a gentleman so he kept moving them from your neck to your waist and from your waist to your neck even if he wanted to feel the skin under your jumper.

once you both needed to catch your breath, your eyes met and there was like an unspoken rule between the two of you.

you wanted him as much as he wanted you. both sexually, physically and mentally. there was a connection between you two.

“drew?” your side voice woke him up from his trance.

“mh?”

“do you really want this? want…me?” you were hesitant as you didn’t know how actually felt feeling wanted.

“as long as you want me y/n…” he replied.

“i want you drew…i want this and i want to get to know you but…but i feel like once you know the real me, you’re gonna leave…” you didn’t wanna sound weak but there was a lot going on in your life and you didn’t want to open up to someone who might leave, not again “drew…my head’s a mess and i don’t wanna scare you away”

drew’s heart broke when he heard how scared you were of opening up to him “y/n, love, i promise you, i’m here to stay…whatever you might tell me, won’t scare me away, i’m here for you”

you couldn’t find words to thank him enough so you simply hugged him, trying not to mess with his back “let me put on a clean t-shirt and then i’ll drive us both to the hotel” he smiled and you nodded.

once he was ready, you both went into his rental and drove back to the hotel. he complimented your presence inside the arena, telling you how much confidence you were gaining.

“will you ever get back that bracelet to punk?” you asked laughing.

“probably not” he said making you laugh even more.

once parked outside of the hotel he helped you with your bags and put them on the floor.

“which room are you in?” he asked.

“uhm…405, you?”

“320…different floors…well, love, let me take you to your room so i can proper kiss you goodnight” he said, making you blush “oh so you are shy now?”

“i’m not shy…”

“right…” he chuckled, calling the elevator while still carrying his and your own bags.

once inside, he gently moved your bags from the floor to the table on your left and took his time in admiring you underneath the moonlight “you are so pretty” he whispered making you blush even harder.

his hands moved some of the hair that laid in front of your face and his thumb gently caressed your lips “goodnight y/n” his lips captured your lips one last time before he went back to his room.

you couldn’t really fully register what just happened but in less than two hours drew confessed to you, kissed you, told you that he was gonna stick by your side and let you take care of him.

maybe life wasn’t so bad at all - you thought but then you remembered that you left the remote at the reception to let them fix it as it wasn’t working this morning, so you would have to go and get it from them.

“hello, i’m here for the tv remote please…” you smiled at the lady who was working at the reception. she kindly gave you the remote back but before you could go back to your room, a very irritating voice caught your attention.

“y/n” liv morgan happily called your name.

“liv…” you weren’t in the mood for talking.

“can we please talk? just for a minute?” she asked but you quickly said no and turned your back to her “well, that’s sad…you know, you could have your own spot with us…we could be your new family…it’s not gonna take long before rhea and dam abandon you like your own biological family did” she laughed.

how did she know that?

“how do you?”

“how do i know?” she interrupted you “finn told me…finn told me everything” she smirked “he told me about your family, about how they kicked you out when you were only eighteen, how you had no place to go, how lonely you felt…” tears were forming in your eyes but you didn’t want to cry in front of her “i know you’re still in therapy due to all the things your family put you through….i had no idea they tried to reach out when you got famous, pretty sure not even damian and rhea know…” she kept smiling knowing she was breaking you apart “finn practically told me how much of a crybaby you are…how you needed damian or rhea everytime you were feeling down, finn told me about all the times you bothered him with your own stupid problems…trust me y/n, if your family abandoned you, if the judgment day abandoned you, it’s just a matter of time before rhea and damian abandon you too…” she said before going away.

leaving you there, alone, with tears in your eyes and a mind who couldn’t be trusted.

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never thought this would be a series but i can’t wait for part 5 cause is gonna be really really angst and i promise you rhea and damian will be more present

[barbiiecams]

„need to know“ was so good omggg!! i literally wanted JD to find out and playfully slap his head „don’t even think about hurting her“💀🫣🤭

good over here

drew starkey x reader, proof im not dead! pt 2 to this.

you and drew have been together (sneaking around) for 2 weeks now. nobody has suspected a thing, and you were blessed to keep it that way.

not only this, but you also befriended odessa. you had your doubts about her, but she was actually chill and didn’t see drew like that at all. thank heavens.

not even she knew about what you two had going on, so currently, this was top secret.

right now you were at his apartment, cuddled up on top of him in the living room and watching princess and the frog on his tv.

“when do you think we should tell everyone?” you randomly said.

drew looked like he was in serious thought for a second. “maybe when your brothers dead? not sure.”

you laughed and hit his chest jokingly, him joining in too. it was still a new relationship, and there wasn’t a single soul to know yet. but you lowkey really wanted to show him off and vice versa.

his hand was massaging your head as the other rested on your back, and it was most definitely making you doze off every few minutes.

but you loved it so much. he was really your peace, and you were glad you didn’t give up on trying to convince him to give you a chance a couple of weeks ago.

you were dozing off a lot, really tired from previous activities. but you ended up staying awake after hearing a knock at the door.

drew’s eyebrows furrowed, signaling that he was just confused as you were.

“were you expecting someone today?” you asked him. but before he could answer, the person on the other side starting knocking again.

“open up! it’s me and austin!” the voice yelled. and you knew exactly who that voice belonged to.

JD. your brother.

you couldn’t help the gasp that came out of you, then came drew quickly putting his hand over your mouth.

‘go upstairs,’ he mouthed, and all you could do was comply.

hurrying up the stairs, drew took off the the door. “damn, i’m coming!” he says while taking his time over to the door, just to ensure you were upstairs before he opened it.

you silently listen to their conversation from his bedroom. “what happened to asking if you can come over?” drew says. you can hear austin’s and JD’s footsteps walk into the apartment.

“pfft, like you care. what, you got a girl over or something?” austin teases, and JD snickers.

“what if i did?” drew responds. your eyes immediately roll at the fact he would say that knowing how damn nosy your brother can be.

“oh shit, MYSTERY GIRL, COME OUT HERE!” JD yells out into the house. you hear a slap then your brother saying “ow!” right after.

“nobody’s here, dimwit.” drew shuts him up. you then hear the three of them pull chairs out and sit, and you let out a quiet sigh knowing you were gonna be hiding for a long time.

because of this, you tuned out their conversations. you just used your phone, played with random stuff in his room, and also made mental notes to steal a few of his shirts once you could finally leave.

seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into an hour, and you were still sitting up in his room bored out of your mind. your weekly princess and the frog rewatch shouldn’t have been waiting this long.

you started watching TV in drew’s room, making sure the volume was low enough so that they couldn’t hear it, but also loud enough that you would still be able to.

but it must have been just a bit too loud, because you didn’t even realize that JD was now upstairs using the bathroom.

and you didn’t realize until it was too late.

you heard the toilet flush and the water finish running, but you didn’t even get the chance to process that before you heard your brother’s voice basically teleporting to drew’s room.

“he must still have my damn-” JD cuts himself off when he opens the door and sees you crisscrossed on the bed, frozen at the sight of him.

“y/n? the hell are you doing here? in drew’s room at that?” his face is plastered with confusion.

“umm…” was all you could get out.

“bro drew! why is y/n in your bedroom?” JD calls out to him, and austin immediately starts laughing.

“shut the fuck up.” drew says to austin before hurrying up the stairs. you literally didn’t know what to do. there was no excuse, no reason, no lie you could come up with as in to why you were in his house. let alone his room.

when drew made it upstairs to the entrance of his bedroom, seeing you in the same crisscrossed position you’ve been in, he started laughing.

“the fuck is so funny?” JD starts to raise his voice, and now austin was up the stairs himself wanting to see the scene with his own eyes.

drew walks over to the bed and sits down with you. “i guess we gotta tell him.”

this makes you giggle, “okay.”

“tell me what? don’t play with me. y/n i told you-”

“oh my goshhhh you don’t own me! i can date whoever i wanna date.”

“DATE?” your brother yells and austin’s jaw drops.

your eyes widen but the quickly relax as you put a hand out. “okay first off chill.”

JD was about to respond, but you were quick to start talking again. “years ago when i was 18, i could understand why it would’ve been a little wrong for me to see him. i’m 21, JD. if i wanna date a 30 year old i can.”

you can see drew’s face cringe from the corner of your eye, “well don’t say it like that.” you give him a quick look about his comment and austin busts out laughing once again.

JD glares at his other friend standing beside him then back to you. “i still don’t see how this is funny.”

you get up and walk over towards him. “i know you still see me as an annoying little sister who you need to protect at all times, but im really in good hands! drew is a great guy, wouldn’t you want me to be with someone like him?”

JD doesn’t respond. he just stays silent for a moment before speaking up. “that age gap don’t bother you?”

you shrug then sit back down. “i needed an actual man anyways.”

drew and austin both start chuckling once again when you say that, but your brother doesn’t find that funny and instead his face just shows disgust.

“whatever. that doesn’t explain why you’re in his room? hiding?” he says.

“it most definitely does. because look it how you reacted.” your eyes roll again.

the cat got your brothers tongue once again. but this time, he lets out a final sigh. a sigh that sounds like acceptance.

“does anyone else know?” he asks

you shake your head. “just you guys now.”

your brother nods, getting over his hinge of anger and not staying mad any longer.

“okay well, you can join us downstairs… i guess.” he speaks up after a few seconds of silence.

getting up from your spot and walking over to hug him, you chuckle at his small hesitation to really accept it even tho he has no other choice. you then make your way downstairs, austin and drew following behind you. before drew could leave tho, JD drops him.

“drew, im telling you man. if i ever have to hear her upset or crying over you-”

“don’t worry,” drew lets out a nervous laugh with his hands up in surrender. “she’s good over here.”

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[hey-hey-j]

Viva, Queen of the Pop Trolls, and Poppy, leader of the Putt Putt Trolls, for the role swap AU I posted about yesterday. Now it's their turn for an info post let's gooooo:

- Poppy is now the older sister in this scenario. Like in canon, she was separated from her family when Viva was only a baby, on the night of the trolls' escape. She and her group of survivors became the nomadic Putt Putt Trolls, taking their name from one of their earliest settlements, the abandoned Bergen golf course.

- Instead of settling in one place, the Putt Putt Trolls travel between different temporary homes throughout the year, moving with the seasons and never staying in one place for longer than a few months. If they keep moving, they have less of a chance of being spotted by the Bergens and taken captive again.

- Poppy retains her cheerfully optimistic personality here, and as the leader of the group she's always encouraging that they keep their spirits up through their music. I imagine she keeps up a bit of a "tough unshakable leader" facade, always putting on a happy face for her people to hide how stressed out and anxious she really is. She already lost her family. She'd hate to lose anything else.

- It was during one of their yearly migrations that the Putt Putters ran into Clay, and invited him to join them.

- Viva, Poppy's younger sister, is the recently crowned queen of Pop Village. She's a friendly and charismatic leader who always looks out for her people, and prioritizes their safety and happiness above all else.

- In this AU, Viva did grow up knowing about her older sister, and how she was lost during the Bergen attack. Viva here is a lot less paranoid about letting people leave the village, but she's definitely a lot more cautious than Poppy is in canon, maintaining constant vigilance over the village and the surrounding forest to avoid losing anyone else to the Bergens. And being careful about the scope of her parties—she knows that too much noise and light runs a pretty big risk.

- John Dory is her closest advisor, helping her put together security systems and evacuation protocols with the planning skills he picked up from Branch. Part of the reason JD is drawn to Viva is because she reminds him of Branch in that regard—that deep desire to protect the ones she loves that's sometimes a little misguided but comes from a place of genuine care.

- Viva's hug time bracelet originally belonged to Poppy

(★my Ko-fi)

[nioumin-draw]

I discovered some new trolls AU

Who belong to @year2000electronics ....I LOOVE IT !!! SPECIALLY Brozone World Tour AU and Brozone Bounty AU

I couldn't resist...I drew that for BROZONE WT

All the Brozone as Rocks Zombie ( except JD)

And scene of the first chapter of Brozone bounty AU

When Peppy ( with little Viva ) Banish Brozone for using a forbidden song and JD promise that he will make the Pop village paid

I hope you'll like it 🥺💕

I just love those AU and I would like draw more about these two and more others trolls AU

[zef01]

BH!AU Magma Sketches 🥰

first time drawing bh!JD and i love him aaaaa

floyd didnt come out as well as i wanted him to but he was who i started with

brotherhood belongs to @0ketlyn-s and @tea0w0stache

[madhatterbri]

Confrontation | F.B.

Summary: Can i request a Finn Balor x reader fic please?, Reader caught Finn talking to Liv, so she confronts him, accuses him of cheating and also gives him attitude (Because why not 😉). You can decide on the ending.

Finn Balor Masterlist

Requested by: @nzkuki95

Taglist: @plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps

Y/N knew she had to confront him eventually. All the shady things he was doing with Liv Morgan. It had to all come to an end at some point. The some point just happened to be after RAW that night.

Finn and JD were able to secure the tag titles from the Awesome Truth. The Irish man thought he was going to celebrate with his Y/N. He certainly had another thing coming to him.

"Wow, spending the night with me? Is Liv busy?" Y/N asked rudely. Her anger got the better of her. Every time she closed her eyes, all she saw was the sneaky things he was doing with her. The hotel card, being alone in a room with her, everything.

"What do you mean? I would never touch her. We are just...."

"Just what? Working together? Looks a little more complicated than that," she snapped. Y/N placed her luggage on the floor. She started to go through her clothes. After being in a hot stadium all night, she wanted to shower and change.

"I know it looks bad, but please, believe me. I'm trying to get Judgment Day under control. You heard what Damian said tonight. He thinks we need him," Finn argued. He ran his hands over his face.

Y/N paused. She knew that hurt him. Damian was supposed to be his friend. Her mind told her to cool off on the accusations, but her heart wasn't so forgiving. She wanted to fight and a fight she was going to get.

"No, this was happening before he said that. I know your feelings are hurt, but so are mine. Imagine if I was alone in a room with someone. I was suddenly given a title match. Imagine if I had a hotel key for another wrestler. What would you think?" She demanded.

"I would believe you if you told me nothing happened. I would believe you because,"

"Yeah, right, Finn. You glare at anyone who even looks at me. Then you run to Adam and get a match and beat them up!" She accused. This was the truth. A couple of wrestlers picked up on not messing with Y/N. Her friends shied away from her.

"They were bothering you, and I took care of it as a man should," he defended his previous actions. "Why are you looking for an argument? I love you and only you,"

"Then why did Liv tell me that you two kissed?" She yelled. Tears filling her eyes. A few even strayed down.

Finn's eyes flickered to the floor before looking back at Y/N. Guilt riddled on his face. Her mouth dropped open in shock. She felt like she was punched in the gut. Y/N placed a hand over her mouth and sat on the bed.

"Y/N, it isn't like that,"

"You kissed her. Oh my God," her voice cracked.

"I confronted her in the hotel room. I told her to leave Dom and Judgment Day alone. Rhea is going to come back and kill her. She was crying about not having any friends," he explained. Well, tried to explain.

Y/N started to laugh. "So your lips decided to be her friend? You and I have done things together since the hotel key card incident. You mean to tell me I was kissing her? Get out,"

"Y/N, I went to comfort her. I went to hug her, and she kissed me. I pulled away immediately. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt you,"

"I said get out, Finn. The room is in my name. Go to JD, Dom, and Liv for all I care about. Just. Get. Out," she demanded. The last two words punctuated clearly. Y/N pointed at the door behind him. Finn felt his heartbreak.

"Y/N, I'm sorry,"

"GET OUT!" She screamed. Finn sent her a pleading look. When it didn't work, he quickly gathered his belongings and walked out the door. He closed the door behind him. Y/N's sobs could be heard through the door.

Finn took a shaky breath. In one night, he lost his best friend and girlfriend.

What was he gonna do now?

[trollzzz]

Poppy vs the forces of evil?

Branch even canonically has a mole on his cheek 😂

More stuff: Poppy is a magical princess from another dimension who accidentally travels through a wormhole to earth. Here she meets Branch, an amusement park security officer who's working to support both himself and his brother Floyd who just bums around all day ever since the break up of their band. Poppy thinks a reunion will solve all their troubles and embarks on a journey with Branch and Floyd to find their other brothers. Along the way, poppy discovers she has a long lost sibling Viva who lives with Clay and they join them in their journey to find JD and Bruce. Bruce is pretty well off and wealthy with a family and a big house on the beach while JD lives in a van traveling from town to town trying to figure out where he belongs.

[bloody-cupcakes]

Hello, can I request something with JD with a reader who is visibly too crazy? As well as being too noticeable hahaha. Thank you so much

I made the reader to be the "yandere" one of the two but just to be clear this in no way means that I made JD healthy and/or well adjusted lmao, it's just that the reader is more unhinged than he is

Tw: yandere/dark content, gender neutral reader, the reader is visibly crazier than JD and not very good at hiding it, mentions of shooting someone (with blanks), mentions of threatening someone with a switchblade, swearing, light stalking, allusions to violence/murder

There was talk of the new boy who'd shot two of the biggest assholes at school in the middle of the lunch room without so much as flinching. They were blanks that he used, but still.

Because of this, a lot of people thought he was crazy, but when you looked at him all you could think about was the gorgeous depths of his watercolor eyes. You had to have him, you decided, no matter what anybody else said.

You tried to follow him around so you could see what his deal was, but you weren't very good at being subtle. Not to mention how you stuck out like a sore thumb, owing it to not having a lot of friends. You were certain it was through no fault of your own and that most people just couldn't handle your eccentric nature.

Really it was because you were bat shit crazy, to put it lightly. No one could seem to forget the one time you pulled a switchblade on Heather Duke in study hall because she kept chewing her gum too loud. I mean, you make one mistake and that's all anyone remembers you for. Honestly, the nerve of some people.

So yeah, JD definitely noticed you. Maybe not the same way you noticed him (new kids were usually only on display for a couple of weeks before falling under the radar, so your fixation on him was a lot more abnormal than most) but it was still something.

He seemed to genuinely be interested in you, unlike your fellow students who always seemed to have you in the back of their minds only out of wariness over what kind of stunt you might pull next. Maybe it was because of your crazy, over-the-top nature that he became so interested in you, but it wasn't in the same way you were interested in him.

See, he could go for a few hours without seeing you, but you? No, you had to know where he was at all times. Even if you two weren't really a couple, you thought of yourselves as one. JD would probably agree with that sentiment, he just thought it was funny to see how worked up you would get whenever he referred to you as just a friend.

Of course he was aware that you were always following him around, not wanting him to be out of your sight for even a second. He thought your commitment was cute, even if your skills in the art of subtlety needed some work.

Out of the two for you, he was much better at appearing "normal" and hiding whatever sort of dark tendencies he had beneath the surface; you couldn't do that. He realized that much when you showed up to his house in the middle of the night (in the pouring rain, I might add) covered in blood.

Before he could ask what happened, you threw something down at his feet and announced, "this is for you". It was the spiral bound notebook belonging to some random kid who's homework he asked to copy the day before. He raised an eyebrow as he picked it up, noticing how the front cover had some blood spatter on it.

"Now you won't need to ask to copy their notes anymore." You seemed so proud of yourself, happy even, a stark contrast to your grouchy attitude from earlier that day. He knew you were a little upset with him for giving someone else attention other than you, he just didn't know you'd go so far as to move that person from the equation entirely.

Still, he couldn't find it in himself to be mad. In all honesty, he'd talked to (and even flirted with) them on purpose just to see how far you would go for him, to figure out where your loyalty would lie. He was a bit worried that you only seemed obsessive on the surface and were actually normal underneath it all, so this was a pleasant surprise.

The grin on your face caused him to let out a slight chuckle, tossing the notebook to the side as he approached you. "You're amazing, did you know that?" He took note of the way you beamed with pride and joy, still looking as cute as ever even with someone else's blood all over you. You were a keeper for sure.

As he leaned in to give you a kiss, he smirked at the desperate and eager manner in which you kissed him back, the blood of your victim getting on his face and clothes when you pulled him closer to you. Nothing about this situation seemed at all out of the ordinary to either one of you, despite the somewhat morbid circumstances.

JD had finally found someone who seemed to be just as devoted to him as he was them, which begged the one question he never once thought he'd ever get to ask himself: is this what love felt like?

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Lil Kalish at HuffPost:

The first-ever mobilization of trans voters around a presidential candidate took place on Zoom on Tuesday, as around 1,000 transgender people, including lawmakers, advocates, health care workers and celebrities, logged on to show support for Vice President Kamala Harris’ bid for the presidency. Trans Folks For Harris was one of numerous identity-based webinars to support Harris after President Joe Biden dropped out of the race last month. Over the last few weeks, many LGBTQ+ advocates have embraced Harris, touting her decadeslong record of supporting LGBTQ+ rights, and her decision to make Minnesota Gov. Tim Walz, who transformed the state into a “trans refuge,” her running mate. This came just after Advocates for Trans Equality released a report showing that 75% of eligible trans voters turned up to the polls in the 2020 presidential election, compared to 67% of the general U.S. population — and that trans voters make up a crucial part of the electorate.

“We know our rights and our progress are on the line, but so is our very sense of belonging,” said Delaware state Sen. Sarah McBride, who was elected as the first openly transgender state senator in the country. If McBride wins her bid for Delaware’s open House seat, she would become the first transgender member of Congress. “We have the opportunity, but more importantly, the responsibility in this election to show a trans young person who fears that the heart of this country is not big enough to love them too, that no matter what extremists say or do, our next president and vice president continue to have their backs,” McBride continued. The Harris-Walz campaign has yet to release any concrete policy plans on civil rights ahead of the Democratic National Convention in Chicago next week, but advocates say Harris and Walz have demonstrated their commitment to supporting LGBTQ+ rights, access to abortion and the rights to bodily autonomy overall. A draft of the Democrats’ platform, which was released in July, outlines their fight to restore reproductive rights, address racial inequalities, and protect democracy.

“It’s a step forward to ensure that trans people, especially Black and Brown trans women, have the representation and the resources they need to live with dignity and pride,” Zahara Bassett, CEO of Chicago trans advocacy organization Life Is Work, said on the call. “We need to make sure that our future is one of equity, justice and liberation for us all.” Harris was one of the first elected officials to publicly back marriage equality in 2004, and she refused to defend Proposition 8, California’s same-sex marriage ban, in 2008. As a prosecutor, she also led the charge to end the so-called gay and transgender “panic defense,” a legal strategy often used to seek a lesser offense for perpetrators of anti-LGBTQ+ violence or murder by claiming that the victim made same-sex sexual advances. In June 2023, Harris became the first sitting vice president to visit the Stonewall Inn, the birthplace of the modern gay rights movement, and the site of the historic 1969 uprising of LGBTQ+ people fighting back against police raids in the New York City bar. And earlier this week, Harris released a video on X outlining how former President Donald Trump vastly restricted LGBTQ+ rights while in office — and how he would do so again if elected. Trump has already promised to roll back several policies, including blocking access to gender-affirming care for minors and rescinding the Biden administration’s Title IX rules that expand protections for transgender students. Trump’s running mate, Ohio Sen. JD Vance, introduced a bill in the upper chamber to criminalize gender-affirming care for trans youth.

[...] Today’s embrace of Harris is in stark contrast to how some LGBTQ+ voters remembered her last bid for president in 2019. Back then, some advocates took issue with Harris’ tenure as a prosecutor for how she pushed for criminal penalties for parents of truant children and which led to the arrest of many Black and brown people. Many also noted how as attorney general, Harris’ office denied an incarcerated trans woman’s request for gender-affirming care. Harris has since apologized and said she takes “full responsibility” for her office’s actions. But still, not all LGBTQ+ voters are convinced. Harris’ support for the Biden administration’s policies towards Israel’s war in Gaza has alienated some of these voters. In the Democratic primaries this year, hundreds of thousands of voters cast “uncommitted” ballots as a form of protest to push for a cease-fire and end U.S. weapons transfers to Israel.

For the first time in American Presidential history, an organized mobilization effort for trans Americans to support Kamala Harris’s Presidency bid has cropped up, featuring a Trans Folks For Harris Zoom call. 🏳️‍⚧️

[afterdarkprincess]

🌟✨ Fic Masterlist ✨🌟

Sami Zayn & Jey Uso

Aftershocks Rating: Explicit Word Count: 14,595 Summary: Sami and Jey dealing with the aftermath of Tribal Combat at SummerSlam Masterpost Pretty in Pink- Aftershocks side story Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,570 Summary: On a brief vacation from shows, Sami comes home to find his boyfriend all dressed up and waiting for him. Post

The Devil's in the Details (But You Got a Friend in Me) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 33,090 (currently) Summary: Royal Rumble AU- Sami gets injured at the Rumble and never betrays Roman. Friends to Lovers through SummerSlam Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Sweet Like Justice Rating: Gen Word Count: 660 Summary: Backstage at Crown Jewel, Jey and Sami hatch a plan to subvert the Judgement Day Post

A Moment Backstage Rating: Gen Word Count: 1,027 Summary: Sami and Jey share an interaction backstage before the Tag Title Rematch (set during Nov 13th 2023 Monday Night Raw) Post

Ruin(ed) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 729 Summary: Watching from backstage as Rhea flirts with Jey, Sami gets possessive and pulls Jey into the closest closet Post

Beauty Rating: Mature Word Count: 356 Summary: Sami Zayn reflects on the most beautiful thing he's ever seen Post

Did you touch yourself to the thought of me? Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1051 Summary:Sami finds out just how long Jey had been thinking about the two of them together. Post am I allowed to cry? Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,556 Summary: Sami reflects on his relationship with Jey and the visions of Jey he sees in his head. Post

fuck it if i can't have him Rating: Mature Word Count: 1,514 Summary: Jey reflects on the choices he's made since the Royal Rumble and his feelings for Sami Post I love you (it's ruining my life) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,372 Summary: Sami and Jey realize they're in the same hotel and meet up for a late night discussion. Post

Seth Rollins & Roman Reigns & Jon Moxley

tangled up with you all night (burning it down) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3,720 Summary: Shield Era 2012 Seth has an encounter with 2023's Jon Moxley and Tribal Chief. Sexytimes ensue. Post

Seth Rollins & Jon Moxley

all you ever did was wreck me (yeah you wreck me) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3,278 Summary: Newly returned Dean Ambrose has a press event at the WWE Performance Center and World Heavyweight Champion Seth Rollins is among those there to greet him. They find one another in a practice room long after everyone else has gone home and things escalate quickly. Post

mine Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,083 Summary: Dean Ambrose pays Seth Rollins a visit after Smackdown 3/29/24 to remind Seth who he belongs to. Post

The Bloodline- Roman & Sami

ours Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,990 Summary: After WarGames, Roman decides what Sami Zayn's place is in the bloodline, a willing hole for them to use. Post Roman's Pet Rating: Explicit Word Count: 859 Summary: Roman's pet Sami serves the Tribal Chief and earns his reward Post

Sami & Jey & Cody Rhodes

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6,053 Summary: Things get a little heated in the bus after the Fastlane Press Conference, Sami facetimes his boyfriend to get in on the action. Part 1 Part 2

Jey Uso & Cody Rhodes

you can be rough, I can take it Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,108 Summary: Set after Fastlane 2023 press conference- Cody and Jey fall into bed together after winning the undisputed tag team championships. Post

Jey Uso & Sami Zayn & Cody Rhodes & Seth Rollins

all's fair in love and war Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,413 Summary: Aftermath of November 20th Monday Night Raw- Jey panics at hearing Randy Orton's name out of Cody's mouth. He's lost the advantage and feels less secure than ever in his position on their team, but Sami, Cody, and Seth are there to support and spoil him. Part 1 Part 2

LA Knight & JD McDonagh

nothing safe is worth the drive (and I will follow you home) Rating: Gen/Teen Word Count: 1,305 Summary: LA Knight waits and watches and worries as JD fights in the Wargames match and comforts him afterwards. Post

Seth Rollins & Jey Uso

dont worry, I'll be gentle Rating: Explicit Word Count: 331 Summary: Seth ties up Jey for some playtime Post

Jey Uso x Reader

can you feel how much I want you? Rating: Mature Word Count: 774 Summary: You've had one of the best nights of your life at the Royal Rumble, and you go out with the rest of the locker room to celebrate and run into your best friend Jey after a few drinks. Post

CM Punk/Drew McIntyre

i won't be denied by you (the animal inside of you) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 932 Summary: Drew McIntyre is obsessed with CM Punk. Haunted by CM Punk. Possessed by him. Post

Winner Take All Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,778 Summary: After their encounters on the April 29th Monday Night RAW, Drew McIntyre finds CM Punk backstage. Alone. Post

Acts of Contrition Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,581 Summary: Drew kidnaps CM Punk and cleanses him of his many sins Post

Solo Sikoa/ Sami Zayn

Leather & Lace Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,009 Summary: Solo Sikoa finds himself as the new Tribal Chief. The Tribal Chief gets what the Tribal Chief wants. Solo Sikoa wants Sami Zayn. Post

[simplydannie]

Previous: The Escape || The Escape: Waiting Game

Inspired by @meadow-hearthfire ask:

["The Escape"] I bet Veneer played fetch with Rhonda at some point during the passing months between him leaving Mount Rageous and Velvet leaving.

Veneer finds himself in Bergen town after his escape with Floyd from Mount Rageous. What’s holding him back from moving on? His sister. But an unknown little friendship helps him take the next steps.

Veneer sat outside a bench of what was Bergentown. It was simple, nothing much especially for it being the home of the king of the Bergens. They really were simple creatures, nothing like the rustling and bustling chaotic lives of Rageons.

It had been a couple weeks since his arrival, since he awoke from his mini coma…. And there was still no sign of his sister. He tried to push that at the back of his mind, as far back as he could. She had made her choice and he made his…they both had to live with it. Yet, he still felt sad, burdened, guilty. He felt like he abandoned his sister…

“Aarr rrooo.”

He jumped at the sound. Veneer looked around but didn’t see anything. “Weird…” he told himself.

“Aarr rrooo.”

“What in the world!” He looked around again. Veneer peeked underneath the bench, that’s when he saw bulging yellow eyes blinking at him curiously. A white little creature came walking out.

“Umm, okay.” Veneer looked at it in confusion. It looked like an animal, but then it looked like a bus. But buses weren’t alive? At least not where he was from…

“That’s an Armadillo Bus.” He turned to find Branch looking at him from on top of a post. “Her name is Rhonda. She belongs to John Dory.”

“She?” He looked under her legs. Veneer got a little too close for comfort, she growled and snapped. “AH! I’M SORRY!” He jumped back and hid behind the bench.

Branch laughed from on top of the post and made his way down next to Rhonda, “Do you not know anything about animals?”

“Well, yes, I do….from books I’ve read.”

“Haven’t you had any pets?”

“Oh! A goldfish named Sparkles!”

“Have you ever been to a zoo?”

“Define zoo.”

“Seriously?” Branch arched an eyebrow. Did he not know about wildlife? There had to be wildlife somewhere in Rageous.

Veneer began to grow nervous for some reason, he began to ramble, “Rageous is purely, well, mostly artificial: Mount and Under…So not a lot of wildlife. Except for the Rageous Woods, but no one goes in there…well only the crazy people of Under Rageous. It’s scary. Me and Vels went in there once, we almost died…”

“Veneer. VENEER! Calm down man.” Branch said.

“S-sorry.” He looked at Rhonda who had calmed down next to Branch. She was scratching her head, tongue sticking out panting. Veneer attempted to reach over and pet her. That’s when Rhonda scowled again, baring her teeth she snapped at Veneer. He yelped and withdrew.

“It takes time dude. She’ll warm up to you in no time.”

Sometimes he’d prefer the company of the Trolls, but mostly, Veneer liked spending his time alone the passing days… He didn’t feel like speaking much to anyone…except maybe his sister, but she was nowhere near. He hadn’t eaten the following day, Floyd forced him to go get a burger at the local fast food place the Bergens had. Veneer didn’t really feel like eating, but to make Floyd feel better, he obeyed.

“Want to have a bite together?” The little Troll had asked.

“No…I think I’ll have this alone…for now.”

Floyd nodded, but he worried that Veneer was spending too much time alone…He worried that certain thoughts would enter his mind. The little Troll was about to trail along until he saw devious little Rhonda trailing after the tall Rageon. Interesting, he thought. Rhonda really wasn’t one for strangers…at least JD had said…

Veneer sat under the old Troll tree. Clay had told him about its dark history, and the history with Bergens. He knew Bergens ate Trolls, the ones in Under Rageous hadn’t gotten the memo…and they were terrifying. It was interesting to see how the Trolls and Bergens got along here…like nothing had ever happened. Could that be a future they could also share with Rageons?

“Arr Roo.”

He heard the familiar little cry. Veneer turned to see Rhonda peeking from the corner, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Veneer looked at her with a mouthful of burger. Rhonda inched closer sniffing the air, that’s when he figured what she wanted.

“You want some of my burger don’t you? Can you even eat this stuff?” Curiously, Veneer tosses a piece of his burger towards the little creature. She sniffs it….then quickly gobbles it up, “Oh shoot, you can.” He tosses her another piece. Every little piece thrown she eats right up. Veneer laughs then starts tossing her some of his fries; it begins to turn into a game of catch. He’d toss the food farther and farther and she’d run and go get it. The cycle continued until he was all out of food.

“Well, that’s it…I didn’t even get a few bites in. You actually ate it all!” He exclaimed. Rhonda sniffed the air. She sniffed the ground and got closer and closer to Veneer that he became afraid to move. Veneer stood still as the small armadillo bus sniffed around him….suddenly, she spun circles and lay near his leg. What just happened? He slowly placed his hand on top of her little body…She didn’t snap, she didn’t growl, she just lay there with her eyes closed, her breathing steadied as she lulled into a slumber. The little creature actually allowed for Veneer to touch her and pet her…Branch was right, she began to warm up to him after all.

Day after day Veneer began looking for Rhonda. He’d ask John Dory where she was at and if he could play with her. He made it their thing where he would buy a burger and share with her. Veneer had only ever had a goldfish as a pet, he was able to teach it a few tricks, though no one believed him. Eventually, he began trying to teach Rhonda some tricks too.

“Okay, sit.” He said. She stared at him wide eyed, scratching her ears. “No, sit. Like this.” He mimicked what he had wanted her to do…She still stared at him with her tongue out, blinking oblivious. “Okay, this is definitely going to take some time to do…”

More days went on as Floyd began to see a shift in the young Rageons nature. Before he would sulk in thinking about his sister. Though he still did, Veneer became distracted and occupied playing with Rhonda. The little Troll would smile as he’d see the two bond: poor Veneer would try his best to teach her tricks while she only stared at him cluelessly, one day he saw them play fetch. Seeing Veneer like this once again was relieving to Floyd, but he still couldn’t help but think back to Velvet. How were they to go back and get her out? Would she even come with them if they did? The Mistress had a strong hold on her. Floyd was trying to figure out a way they could go back and retrieve her for good, because if they couldn’t, Veneer would only be more heartbroken than he already was.

That night Veneer lay alone on his bed staring at the ceiling. He had hoped he could bring Rhonda to sleep over, but JD needed her for an errand he had to run. Spending time with the little creature made him think of what else lies outside the Bergen walls, what else lay outside the glistening lights of Rageous. The world was big, there was so much, much…LIFE! Veneer had always been curious about the outside world. He remembered his sister was also curious at one point. They were so close to tasting freedom a couple of times too during their ventures into the Rageous Woods, but then they couldn’t escape…because they were being watched. They always were, but now they weren’t, at least Veneer wasn’t. Maybe he could go venture the world now and eventually find his way back to his sister. Maybe this is what he needed to grow…

The next morning, Branch was making himself a cup of coffee in his bunker he now shared with his brothers.

“Morning guys.” He declared as he brewed.

“Oooooh! That smells good!” Clay stretched.

“Thank you, thank you. It’s of my own making.” Branch gave him a smirk. He began to serve a cup to each of his brothers…that’s when the ground beneath them trembled.

“Whoa, whoa!” Floyd called out as he steadied himself. Within moments it stopped… ”What was that?”

Knocking was heard at the bunker door, “Branch! Branch! Branch! You have a visitor!” Poppy’s voice called out.

“A visitor?”

The brothers walked out to quite the sight…There standing amongst their village was Veneer, a giant amongst them all. All the Trolls marveled at the sight of him. He came to discover that to the Trolls, Rageons were known as the Giants…They were far taller than most Bergens after all. Veneer saw Branch emerge from the doorway of the bunker.

“Hey Branch!” He chimed.

“Arrrr roo!!” Rhonda came speeding in at the sound of his voice. She nuzzled close to him, begging for affection.

“Hey girl!” Veneer patted her and rubbed her stomach. Rhonda cooed and purred.

“Hey…that’s my armadillo bus.” JD said with a pout on his face, a tinge of jealousy crossing his tone.

“Looks like you have competition.” Clay teased.

Pop Trolls popped out their homes to marvel at the giant that walked into town. Young Trolls climbed around his feet. They could see he was afraid to move even an inch, afraid he’d accidentally step on someone…he had already almost squashed John Dory at one point.

“Why did you come all the way over here?” Branch asked.

“You’re a survivalist aren’t you?”

“I don’t like to brag…but yes…yes I am.” Branch crossed his arms with a smug look on his face.

“Good. I want you to show me how to do it!”

Branch shook his head in confusion, “Wait, say what?”

“I want to explore this world Branch. Learn some new things. Eventually, go back and find my sister. And i think you’d be the perfect person to show me!” Veneer shook in excitement.

“Whoa hang on! I TOO spent some time in the wilderness thank you very much!” John Dory added, “So I would find myself much more experienced than my little brother here.” Branch rolled his eyes.

“OH! Okay! If you come that means Rhonda can come too!”Veneer exclaimed happily as he snuggled the little creature.

Branch withheld a laugh as John Dory’s face took a more serious tone, “Sure. Get excited for the armadillo bus…Not the year’s worth of experience I have.” He glared at Rhonda, “….Traitor…”

“Okay Veneer….Looks like you TWO mentors here who want to teach you what we know. Question is, when do we start?”

[kittyball23]

Birthday Boy (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: It’s Baby Branch’s first birthday, and his brothers ensure that he has an enjoyable celebration

A/N: Taking place before TBT

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“Birthday boy, birthday boy, everybody better make way to-day for the birthday boy!”

John Dory belted out the tune that he’d made up right there on the fly, holding up his youngest brother in his arms and swinging him playfully. Baby Branch giggled and clapped, enjoying the little ride he was getting before he was set down in his high chair at the table. Today was a special day, because the youngest little Trolling of BroZone was having his birthday! And not just any birthday – his very first!

A Troll’s birthday was an incredibly special thing – next to all the other holidays and festivities that were common – and his was no exception. Some folks threw extravagant parties, with lots of lights and glitter as well as plenty of singing and dancing, not to mention all the friends who would be invited. But Branch’s party was not quite as huge as one may think. Despite the baby belonging to what would surely end up becoming the hottest boy band of the century, there was no huge party with dozens upon dozens of their fans in the crowd. As was custom between them, they always reserved the very first birthday of any of them to a simple family affair. John Dory, Spruce, Clay, and Floyd had all remained within their pod, decorating the interior with streamers, balloons, and confetti, while Grandma Rosiepuff was in the kitchen baking all kinds of sweets for them to have.

Spruce hummed his own little tune as he worked, a romantic ballad that he was aiming to perfect for the next time he went onstage. He tried working dutifully, though he couldn’t help it when he had to pause to practice a suave smirk or an eyebrow waggle. Clay, on the other hand, was unable to keep still. He had a bounce in his step as he moved across the room, busting out a dance move when he could, the streamers flying out behind him. He noted Floyd on the other side of the room, looking indecisive as to what color balloon to blow up next, blue in his left hand and green on his right. With a glint of mischief sparkling in his eye, Clay grabbed a handful of confetti and flung it at his younger brother. He laughed as it smacked Floyd right in the cheek in a burst of color, startling the young Trolling. He gasped and dropped the airless balloons right on the floor.

The yellow-haired Trolling burst out laughing. “One, two, three, four, I declare confetti war!” he cried out, grabbing some more of the colorful little paper strips and flinging them at Floyd. Floyd huffed as it landed comically all over his hair and vest this time, and he grabbed some of the confetti to fling back at Clay.

His aim was a little off, however, and the confetti instead hurled right at Spruce instead, who had been in the middle of practicing a very charming smile. He was smacked right between the eyes, the purple-haired Trolling stumbling back in surprise. “What the - ?!” he exclaimed, and then realized who had thrown it at him. He smirked. “Oh yeah? Well, two can play at that game!”

Floyd gulped, squeaked an “Uh-oh!” when he saw Spruce lean his arm back and prepare to throw another big handful of confetti at him, and promptly hit the floor, ducking just in time. The confetti instead splashed colorfully on JD’s back.

“Hey!” he grumbled, whirling around. “You’re supposed to be decorating the room, not me!”

SMACK!

Another burst of confetti hit him, while Clay – clearly the culprit - giggled. “On the contrary, JD, I think it looks great on you!” he teased.

“Really?” JD said, snickering as he grabbed a handful of lime-colored confetti and flung it Clay. “I gotta admit, green kind of does suit you!”

“Yeah, right!” he laughed, grabbing more confetti and flinging it. Shrieks and colors filled the room, the lighthearted fight escalating to a playful squabble. From his high chair, Branch clapped his hands at the show that his brothers were putting on, thoroughly enjoying it. It was a contrary reaction from another Troll who entered the room.

“All right, boys, settle down now,” Grandma Rosiepuff said, kindly but still with a hint of sternness in her voice that was just enough to make the brothers put a halt to their shenanigans.

“Sorry, Grandma,” Floyd said meekly and slightly hanging his head.

Clay was not so quick to apologize for the fun that he had started. “Sorry not sorry!” he yelled out, whacking a balloon into the air with his hand.

Rosiepuff put her hands on her hips. “Really, young man? Then you better sorry-not-sorry your sorry butt into your room, mister!”

This made Clay stop the jig he was doing. “What?” he gasped. “But I’m too old for a time out!”

“You’re never too old for a time out,” Rosiepuff said, “just like you’re never too old for cake.” She reached into her aquamarine hair and pulled out a scrumptious-looking birthday cake, perfectly intact and decorated with colorful icing, sprinkles, and little pieces of candy. Clay nearly slobbered at the sight of it, along with the other brothers. It was Fluffleberry Surprise - or in other words, the most scrumptious confectionery to ever assault your taste buds. Grandma always knew how to make the best desserts!

“Now, are you going to behave?” she asked them, staring pointedly at the yellow Trolling.

“Yes, Grandma!” Clay said, making sure to respond louder than the other brothers. In an effort to prove it, he sprinted over to the table and sat down with his hands folded neatly in front of him. The others, while not as attentive to detail, did follow the yellow-haired Trolling’s lead and appropriately seated themselves as well, making Grandma Rosiepuff beam in delight.

“Ah, yes. That’s much better,” she said approvingly. Then came the highlight of the celebration, initiated when their grandmother took a match, struck it, and lit it against the wick of the sparkling birthday cake candle – the singing of Happy Birthday itself!

Baby Branch’s large blue eyes widened at the sight of the colorful candle, and the baby squirmed even more in his seat with anticipation once he saw his brothers huddle together. He cocked his head curiously. What were they up to?

It was a question that would not go unanswered for long. With a low hum that progressively increased in pitch with each brother who added his voice – starting with John Dory, then Spruce, then Clay, and then Floyd – a harmonious melody slowly began to fill the air. And if the wordless tune was anything to go by, the youngest BroZone member knew he was in for a treat when the actual lyrics came to flow out of their mouths in a pleasing rhythm.

“Ooohmm…

Happy birthday to yoouu,

Happy birthday to yooouuu,

Happy birthday Baby BraaAaAnch…

Happy birthday to yooouuUUU…”

Anytroll knew that Happy Birthday was one of the simplest songs that there was, but, aside from the change in lyrics based on whose name it was that was being celebrated, the song made itself unique with the manner that the singer (or in this case, singers) could improvise its musical elements and create a sound that would fit his or her own style. This time was no exception, either. BroZone's flare was evident in the way their voices blended seamlessly into each other’s, different but greatly synchronized - with a touch of John Dory's boldness, a dash of Spruce's charm, a hint of Clay's playfulness, and a smidge of Floyd's gentleness – creating a cohesive melody that would have impressed any Troll who listened in. Surely, if someone were to hear them sing this in concert, they would likely get dizzy with the sheer amount of talent that was embodied within the four Trollings. But this was no such occasion. It was their own family affair, so this performance was rightly exclusive to them in that sense. 

Branch clapped his little hands at once, and Grandma was quick to follow.

“Oh, wonderful! Excellent job, boys!”

John Dory pumped a fist. “YEAH!” Then, he scooted by Branch, fondly ruffling his blue hair and showing him the cake. “Well come on, bro, make your wish!”

“But first you gotta blow out your candle, like this!” Clay demonstrated, puffing out right into Spruce’s face, who was displeased at his brother’s chosen aim.

“Hey, genius! You make the wish first then blow out the candle,” he huffed, giving the yellow Trolling a playful smack upside the head. Clay gave him a light slap back, and the two suddenly erupted into a bout of wrestling. 

“Boys,” Grandma called to them again, and they hurriedly straightened up with sheepish smiles.

Baby Branch glanced at the candle and, looking determined, took a big breath and blew a raspberry-like noise, the flame blowing out in an instant!

His brothers had to laugh at the cute display, clapping, and then Floyd leaned towards his youngest brother, wapping one arm around his small shoulders for a side hug. “What’d you wish for, Baby Branch?” he asked.

“I’ll tell ya what,” John Dory said, acting like he knew (per usual). “You want a brand-new rockin’ birthday hairstyle, don’tcha?”

Even if it wasn’t what Branch may have wished for, the baby loved the idea, and babbled excitedly in agreement.

“Awesome!” Spruce exclaimed, also hyped. “Hmm. I’m thinking we could go with ‘The Spruce.’ The fans really liked that one, what do you think?”

He turned to Clay for an opinion, but the yellow-haired Troll shook his head, recalling the smoothed-back look that it would be required to undergo. “Bro, his hair needs to be longer to pull that one off. How ‘bout we give him frosted tips instead?”

Spruce beamed. “Oh-ho, I like that idea even better!” He exchanged a high-fiving handshake combination with Clay in agreement.

“Or we could give him a perm!” John Dory suggested, taking a look at Branch’s hair and already picturing him with the oodles of curly blue on his head. He’d look like a knockout for sure with that!

“That sounds like it’ll be nice,” Floyd shrugged, patting his little brother on the back with a grin.

“All right, now, don’t get too carried away in your ideas,” Grandma gently reminded them. “The last thing we need is to end up having some kind of hair-day disaster - like a bleached perm!” She shuddered to even think of such a thing!

Baby Branch looked up at his Grandma with a little pout, looking somewhat disappointed as if he had wanted just that. She chuckled at him, divvying out the plates of cake slices. “First things first, though… who wants cake?”

They all began chattering at once, eager to get their fill and to then get started on their project. Baby Branch giggled and cooed, belly full of treats and his feelings nothing but happy. While he had never had a birthday before, he in his young mind believed that this had to be his best one yet!

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do you think Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable around his Bros in the future? Due to being so unfamiliar with being a part of a family? 😞😞😞😞

even tho they seemed like they were willing to try at being a family again at the end of TBT but obviously 20 something years is a Hell of a long time and in Branch's case it was pretty much his whole life.

so do you think there'd still be a level of tension and uncomfortability?

like maybe we see the other Bros just playing happy families seemingly easily slotting back into their old dynamic while of course having fun sharing the newer parts of their lives with each other.

but maybe Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable about it even if he isn't exactly sure why or maybe he even straight up has a touch of imposter syndrome feeling like he doesn't belong in the family or any kind of family for that matter.

given he spent nearly his entire life as a loner so I can't imagine suddenly being expected to slot into a a big family would be all that easy kinda different from the other Bros where they all mostly grew up together.

and even after splitting apart went on to still have close people in their lives Bruce obviously had his wife and later children Clay had Viva and the rest of the Putt Putt Trolls.

and while Floyd doesn't have any cannon relationships I imagine he was a fairly sociable person who at least had close friends over the years.

only exception is JD given he also lived mostly alone for all those years with only Rhonda for company but he still Grew up with the Brothers and their Grandma up until he was likely a late teenager/young adult.

so I feel Branch would very likely be the one who'd have the Hardest time adjusting to just suddenly being a part of a large family again or any kind of family at all really.

what do you think? do you think there'd still be some awkwardness/uncomfortableness from Branch when it comes to his Family in the future?

I find this stuff interesting to think about lol I Really got my Fingers crossed we do get that Christmas Special in the future and they explore something like this since it'd be a pretty good chance to do so if it does take place around Bro zone's first Christmas back together as a family.

Branch straight up lived by himself as an orphan for most of his life so having him just be all okay and easily adjusting to having 4 Brothers back in his life would be disappointing tbh.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Mike Luckovich

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Defying the odds, Trump steals spotlight from JD Vance (and not in a good way)

August 1, 2024

Robert B. Hubbell

Trump's interview at the National Association of Black Journalists convention was an unmitigated disaster of campaign-altering dimensions. The only person in the US happy with Trump's miserable performance was JD Vance—who will enjoy a few minutes out of the spotlight.

It is easy to mock Trump for his calamitous interview—and we should. Taking Trump down a few notches by making clear that he is a cringe-worthy, awkward, bloviating narcissist is a good development. But he is also filled with rage, prejudice, and hate, as his answers make clear. Both aspects of Trump's 32-minute interview deserve to be highlighted—because both demonstrate that he is unfit for office (or even for polite company).

Aaron Rupar has compiled a ten-minute “super-cut” of the interview that is worth watching in its entirety. See YouTube, Trump self-immolates at National Association Black Journalists convention: a supercut.

Rachel Scott of ABC began the interview by asking Trump a tough question about Trump's prior statements about minorities, which sent Trump into a black hole of rage. Scott asked,

You have pushed false claims about people like President Barack Obama, saying he was not born in the United States, which is not true. You have told four congresswomen, women of color who were American citizens, to go back to where they came from. You have used words like ‘animal’ to describe Black district attorneys. You've attacked Black journalists, calling them a loser, saying the questions that they ask are quote, ‘stupid and racist.’ You've had dinner with a white supremacist at Mar-a-Lago. So my question, sir, now that you are asking Black supporters to vote for you, why should Black voters trust you after you have used language like that?

Trump never recovered from that question, immediately pivoting to attacking Rachel Scott as “rude,” “nasty,” and “horrible,” saying that she worked for “fake news ABC.”

Among the many horrible things Trump said during the interview was to question Kamala Harris’s identification as a Black woman and an Indian woman. Mother Jones covered Trump's challenge to Kamala Harris’s identity with this headline: White Man Tells Black Journalists His Black Opponent Is Not Black. Trump said,

She was always of Indian heritage. She was only promoting Indian heritage, I didn’t know she was Black until a number of years ago when she happened to turn Black, and now she wants to be known as Black. So I don’t know, is she Indian or is she Black?

After offending Black Americans, Indian Americans, and all multi-racial Americans, Trump doubled-down on his insensitive comments by posting on Truth Social the following statement:

Crazy Kamala is saying she's Indian, not Black. This is a big deal. Stone cold phony. She uses everybody, including her racial identity!

Racial identity is a sensitive and personal issue. Trump not only failed to show any sensitivity or understanding, but he also tried to shame Kamala Harris for her identity as a daughter of a Black father and an Indian mother. Based on social media posts and statements by Trump surrogates, it is clear the campaign believes that focusing on Kamala Harris’s racial identity is a winning strategy. Only a white billionaire living in a bubble of sycophants would believe that strategy will increase his chances of election.

Trump also said he would pardon January 6 insurrectionists convicted of beating police officers and that he would give immunity to police officers charged with killing citizens.

None of the above captures Trump's boorish, insulting, aggressive behavior toward the three Black female journalists who attempted to interview him. You should watch the video to see that behavior. At one point, Trump reached over to take the bottle of water belonging to Rachel Scott, appearing to screw the lid tightly—apparently to make it difficult for Scott to open the bottle (?). Whatever the reason, it was a weird, aggressive way to act out Trump's anger toward Scott.

Most importantly, the event reminded us of the daily chaos and ugly confrontations that typified life during the Trump administration. The Harris campaign issued a statement that made that point:

Statement on Donald Trump Showing Exactly Who He Is at NABJ

The hostility Donald Trump showed on stage today is the same hostility he has shown throughout his life, throughout his term in office, and throughout his campaign for president as he seeks to regain power and inflict his harmful Project 2025 agenda on the American people. Trump lobbed personal attacks and insults at Black journalists the same way he did throughout his presidency-while he failed Black families and left the entire country digging out of the ditch he left us in. Donald Trump has already proven he cannot unite America, so he attempts to divide us. Today's tirade is simply a taste of the chaos and division that has been a hallmark of Trump's MAGA rallies this entire campaign. It's also exactly what the American people will see from across the debate stage as Vice President Harris offers a vision of opportunity and freedom for all Americans. All Donald Trump needs to do is stop playing games and actually show up to the debate on September 10.

Trump and Vance are both stumbling as Kamala Harris projects confidence and inspires enthusiasm. That does not guarantee that we will win, but it certainly places Democrats in a strong position for the last 97 days of the campaign.

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