Here's A Little Preview Of The Freshwater AU Fanfic! I Know I'm Taking A While, I Have No Excuses, I

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Además de DJ Suki y Cooper, Smidge es la más cercana a Trance/Branch, se conocieron cuando el aún tenía sus colores y fue la responsable de alarmar a todos en el arbol cuando Rosiepuff murió y Trance/Branch perdió sus colores.

Eran tan cercanos que los padres de Smidge se ofrecieron a adoptar a Trance/Branch cuando se supo de la muerte de Rosiepuff, pero los padres de DJ Suki ya lo habían echo.

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La mamá de DJ Suki se llama "AJ Suki" y su papá se llama "Birch"

AJ Suki es mitad Pop, mitad Reggaeton por parte de un bisabuelo, ella, DJ Suki y más adelante CJ Suki, heredaron bastantes rasgos de Reggaeton, entre ellos están las manchas en sus cuerpos.

DJ Suki tiene un hermano mayor, pero no tiene contactó con el.

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Villa Pop esta dividirá con respecto a como debería ser tratado Trance/Branch.

Por un lado están los Trolls que creen que lo mejor seria que Trance/Branch avancé a su propia ritmo y que lo mejor que pueden hacer por el seria respetar sus limites y apoyarlo en los pequeños paso.

Por otro lado están lo que creen que a Trance/Branch solo le falta divertirse más e ignorar todos sus miedos y preocupaciones. Ellos juzgan y regañan a la otra mitad del pueblo y a veces terminan comenzando una pelea a gritos.

Esto hace que Trance/Branch se sienta profundamente culpable por causar problemas "innecesarios" y meter en problemas a la personas que son buenas con el, esto también tiene como resultado que Branch/Trance se vuelva más un tipo triste y reservado, que un gruñón y ermitaño (sigue siendo igual de paranoico, solo que prefiere ocultarlo y auto-exiliarse)

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Amo Xd

Go little dude go!

My baby, my baby

DPxDC

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Jason has been having dreams. Dreams of him living a different life. Almost every night he would go to bed and wake up in a different apartment. One that was cleaner but had more possessions in it. He would walk down the hall to a room that was space-themed, with glow-in-the-dark stars filling the ceiling, planet stickers making up the galaxy on the wall, and a soft black rug on the floor with toys littered about.

In the middle of the room, there was a crib and in every dream, a baby was waiting for him. The baby never cried, just sat there waiting for him with the biggest smile. He had the bluest eyes and dark hair that curled at the end. His freckles matched the stars on the ceiling.

Jason would pick him up gently and place him on his hip, bouncing him softly which would make the baby laugh. His chubby little hands would clap together when Jason placed him in his high chair. His legs would kick impatiently waiting for his food.

The dream would go on as Jason goes through his day with his baby. He would play with him and put him down for naps throughout the day. Jason would carry him from room to room in this apartment.

He rarely put his baby down, rarely separated from him. Always holding him close as the dream went on.

Then Jason would wake up. He would wake up to no baby in the room down the hall, in a shitty apartment that is supposed to be just a safe house. There is no space-themed room and no high chair in the kitchen. Jason would curl up in his bed clutching his chest as grief for a baby that is not real invades his heart.

He will mourn for the few quiet moments of the morning before he locks it away to start his day.

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Jason was getting to the end of patrol as he made his final rounds. It was a quiet night which made him wary and on edge. He was heading to his apartment, grappling across the rooftops when he heard something from an alley just below him.

The noise quickly caught his attention, making him jump down into the alley. As he got closer to the source of the sound he could make it out as the crying of a baby. Hidden by trash bags and behind a dumpster was a baby.

A baby with pale skin and trembling chubby arms. He had dark hair that curled at the ends and his eyes were scrunched tight. His face was red from how hard he was crying.

Jason knew this baby.

His baby.

Jason gently picked up the baby causing the crying to stop. Looking up at him were teary blue eyes. The bluest eyes he has ever seen.

The baby was swaddled up tight in a black blanket with yellow stars with a green sticky note stuck to the front.

“Danny, the beloved

CW”

Was written in the note.

“Danny…” Jason whispered softly as he looked at the babe like he was the most precious thing to ever grace the earth. “Let’s go home.”

Sooo tiktok sucks and removed the audio so I’m uploading it here for any RockSibb AU enjoyers!

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DJ Suki tiene cuatro años cuando Trance/Branch nació y seis años cuando apareció, nació y adoptaron a Cooper.

Tenía dieciséis años cuando fueron encontrados por Chef y llevados a Ciudad Berteno. Cuando ocurren los eventos de "Trolls 2: World Tour" ella ya tiene diecisiete años y cuando ocurren los eventos de "Trolls 3: Band Together" ella ya tiene dieciocho años.

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¡Chicos, Chicos, el Mapache de la esquina soy YO! XD

who the heck are yall and why are you in my house-

ya me resigne a mi destino, soy terrible estudiando, mi habilidad para concentrarme e nula (por no decir inexistente) y la presión que mi Mamá me esta poniendo tampoco me ayuda, es más, me estresa y hace que concentrarme sea aún más difícil.

En conclusión:

Voy a repetir 3° año de secundaría.

¡ayuda!

Mañana tengo que ir al recuperatorio, me llevé diez materias y no estudié casi nada! 😭

acabo de descubrir esta historia hoy y que me disparen si no es una absoluta obra de arte, es increíble y quede enganchada con esto, realmente espero que sea un Funk Troll, solo para que todos miden de reojo a Cooper XD

Based off of the fic “A Little Winter Miracle” by anonymous

It’s a fic about Branch finding and raising an abandoned egg during winter and I’m OBSESSED

I shared the fic with @i-got-da-rubes and he came up with the idea “When the egg hatches will trolls look at Cooper and start theorizing” and I had to draw it!