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New OC Robyn. More on her soon.

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Throwback to May â24 when I made this 60 frame animation of Branch from TWT. Still proud of it. Still never animating again lol
Broppy WIPâdonât get used to these canon proportion drawings from me đ I canât maintain it
Broppy WIP. Adore the canon proportions. Loathe drawing them. đ
Some Branch and Blitz banter (Blitz is an OCâBranchâs bandâs manager and lifelong friend. Heâs now Robynâs manager as well with a budding friendship as well, obviously) view my dual Eevie drawing for information on Branchâs storm. Itâs explained in detail there. https://www.tumblr.com/starlathehedgehog/797239475266781184/left-is-her-introduction-appearance-right-is-her
đŹ 0  đ 2  â¤ď¸ 18 ¡ Left is her introduction appearance, right is her current look [different outfits regularly] after a one month time jump i

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Eevie WIP
Throwback to a drawing I made and posted on my other account @kodalily Jan. 7, 2025. Was for an AU I never fleshed out and wrote. My style has changed a lot from this. Obsessed with the textures.
Looking at this again, maybe Iâll redraw it. Worth thinking about.
Throwback to a drawing I made and posted on my other account @kodalily Jan. 7, 2025. Was for an AU I never fleshed out and wrote. My style has changed a lot from this. Obsessed with the textures.
Might render this, might not. Either way, happy with how it came out, especially since kisses are hard in general𼰠again, not sorry. I can ship Branch and Eevie and still be a die-hard Broppy fan at the same time đ¤ˇđ˝ââď¸
Wanted to render this but got dragged into another WIP. Happy with how she came out even while not rendered. đĽ°

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Branch and Eevie WIP. First time drawing them together. [Sorry, not sorry]
Eevie WIP progress.
Eevie WIP for a scene coming up in my AU đĽ°
Left is her introduction appearance, right is her current look [different outfits regularly] after a one month time jump in my AU. Below is some info on her. This AU is unpublished but something Iâve been working on for months:
Eevie is a half-Pop, half-Rock troll whose very being is defined by the volatile mix of her heritage. Her emotions manifest as elemental powerâanger erupts in fire and heat, fear unleashes tremors and wind, and calm settles into subtle light and resonance. She lives in extremes, and that intensity makes her both dangerous and unforgettable. Her voice mirrors this same duality: gritty and raw yet resonant and bright, soaring with unrestrained power in her highs and falling into vulnerable, aching depth in her lows. Every note she sings carries the sense of someone who embodies both destruction and harmony, light and shadow.
What sets her apart is the way she resonates with Branchâs storm. It doesnât just ease in her presenceâit recognizes her as kin, pulled to her in a way that feels both inevitable and consuming. With her, connection isnât about balance or stillness but about fire meeting lightning, an unleashing of energy that is as intoxicating as it is terrifying. When their bond flared, the storm made its choice without hesitation. It crowned her not with one piece of him, but with all of himâevery role, every crown, every weight it had ever carried elsewhere.
That moment transformed everything. Eevie became his Only: the singular force he could not live without, the one his storm bends toward with total certainty. For her, it means she never has to wonder where she standsâshe will never be fractured, never diminished, never forced into shadow. For him, it means terrifying clarityâthat he could survive the loss of anyone else, but never her. Eevie is the wildfire that embodies his stormâs final answer, the crown that reshaped his bonds into something singular and absolute.
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Yes Iâm aware Branchâs âstormâ may not make sense. That explanation is below:
Core Definition
Branchâs storm is the living force of his survival instinct, trauma, and heart all tangled together. It isnât just emotion, and it isnât just instinct. Itâs the embodiment of everything heâs carried to stay aliveâfear, vigilance, hunger to protect, refusal to trust too easily, and the raw ache of every wound heâs endured.
Itâs not a metaphor to him. He experiences it as if itâs a real, tangible current inside himâpulling, pressing, raging, quieting. A force that can both protect him and punish him.
Functions of the Storm
1. Protection:
The storm sharpens him, heightens instincts, and reacts before he consciously does. Itâs what makes him fast, prepared, and nearly impossible to catch off-guard.
2. Punishment:
If Branch ignores itâif he resists what itâs telling himâthe storm turns on him. It crushes him with pressure, panic, or pain until he gives in. This is why he struggles when he wants something gentle but his storm screams itâs unsafe.
3. Connection:
Through bonds, his storm doesnât just sit in him. It reaches. It spills into the tether, making his bondmates feel what he feelsâlike static humming under their skin, air too heavy to ignore, warmth when it settles. The storm makes him impossible to fully hide from those tied to him.
4. Crowning:
His storm doesnât just reactâit chooses. It crowns anchors, sparks, calm points, pulses, or (as with Eevie) his only. This crowning isnât conscious. Itâs instinct, absolute and unalterable. What the storm crowns, Branch cannot deny.
What It Feels Like
⢠To Branch: Constant. Sometimes low, rumbling background noise; other times crashing, consuming, unbearable. On rare occasions, hushedâa silence so foreign it feels like a miracle.
⢠To Others: Palpable. Even unbonded trolls can feel it as atmosphere: sharp, charged, heavy, warning. For bondmates, itâs intimateâlike the storm is pressing against their bones and breath, pulling them into his state whether they want it or not.
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Like I said: been working on this AU for months. Finally figured out how to explain his storm in a way that makes sense. Happy to share it here with you all. Hope you like Eevie and her design, personally my favorite character and design.
A glimpse into my AU Branchâs mind. Pulling from his canon roots and fleshed them out for my story. (Fun fact: Branch is brutal when heâs protecting the things/ones he cares about)
**For context this is a council meeting**
Branch didnât waste time. He stood at the front of the chamber, map still spread across the long table. He rolled his shoulders once, a subtle shake of tension, then planted both hands on the map, speaking with the firm edge of a commander whoâd lived his life for survival.
âFirst thing,â he said, voice low but carrying across the chamber, âthe perimeter is no longer a line. Itâs going to be layered. Multiple rings. If they breach one, they wonât even realize theyâre inside until the next closes on them. That hesitationâthat second of panicâis ours to exploit.â
He drew three concentric lines around the outline of the village. The outermost, the furthest ring in the dense woods, he marked in red. âRyn, this is you. Outer sweepâspike pits, tripwires, snares. Shallow enough to blend under the brush, deep enough to break a leg if they donât die outright. Youâre not aloneâtwo scouts will rotate with you every three days. No one should be running those woods alone anymore.â
He tapped the middle ring in blue, closer to the village but still hidden in natural terrain. âEmber, this layerâs yours. Pressure-triggered nets, weighted pulls. Smoke bombs rigged to drop if tampered with. Theyâll panic when theyâre caughtâpanic makes them loud. And when theyâre loud, weâll know exactly where they are.â
Finally, he marked the innermost line in black. His eyes flicked to Poppy, then back to the council. âThis is mine. The last line. Caltrops, collapsible trenches, and fortified tripwire mechanisms. Anyone who makes it this far doesnât get a chance to regroup. Theyâll be slowed, surrounded, and executed before they can take another step.â
He leaned back slightly, scanning every council member, the quiet hum of his storm thrumming under his skin. âWeâre not just putting barriers in their way. Weâre building a cage that closes tighter the deeper they get. Theyâll think theyâre advancing. In reality, theyâll already be dead.â
He picked up a charcoal stick and drew a rough diagram of how each layer overlapped, how natural terrainâstreams, gullies, fallen treesâcould be repurposed as choke points. âDepth means time. Every step they take will cost them blood, noise, and numbers. If they want to test our defenses again, theyâll pay with their lives.â
The chamber was silent when he finished, the rain outside the only sound. Ember gave a short, sharp nod, her amber eyes fierce with agreement. Ryn muttered something under his breath that sounded like, âFinally some real teeth to the defenses.â

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WIP Update on AU Branch. Drawing is still slow for me.
My OC Sage. Sheâs the village Healer. Sheâs for my AUs. Sheâs paired with Branch in mind but sometimes she just plays her role as a Healer with no love interest.