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drrobobitch · 5 months
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☆𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓸𝓐 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ☆ (yea pretty basic but it’s the best I got rn 😭)
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Warnings: slightly angsty??,cringe,slightly cursing but otherwise fluff, mentions of burning….??? And fire??mentions of injury, car crashing, and stalking?? Blinky bro- get it together man
This is so long help 💀💀😭 (also sorry I didn’t include some of the characters I got lazy)
Jimbo
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Jim…to say he worry’s for you is an understatement
Feels like he has to be there watching your every move so there’s no accidents
You’re bumping into walls, poles, signs, breaking things,tripping,accidentally burning things
Jim is kinda of confused…how did you not see that pole….it’s right there
But he doesn’t have the heart to throw shade your way
Even if you do break things
Very important things
In all truthfulness he is frustrated but never mad, especially at you
Even when frustrated he doesn’t snap at you or lash out (even if he did I wouldn’t even count it as that, he just doesn’t seem like the type to yell at his s/o or anyone for that matter)
He just tries to fix it to the best of his ability
And if you try to fix it, he’ll definitely appreciate it even if it is a little…..banged up
As for the burning….
After the first time you cooked together…
Wouldn’t let you near the; stove,microwave,oven, or even the toaster without his supervision
He’s just trying to keep you safe, he doesn’t want an accident to happen, so…can you really blame him???
If you’re able to drive no you’re not 😃
You’re not getting in that car
Is scared you’ll slip up and get hurt or worse
So he’ll ride in the car with you if you’re driving
Once he gets his drivers license, you’re not driving it for a while 🧍🏾‍♀️he’s just looking out for you
When you trip he tries his best to catch to catch you but there’s no guarantee
He also tries to pull you out the way when there’s a pole which usually works
Unless he’s distracted
Another thing, he’d never laugh if you fell, and he’d always help you back up
He’s so sweet I love him he’s such a gentleman 💙
Toby pie
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Tbh he was probably scared of you at first 💀💀💀
Thought you were bad luck (thank eli for that)
He quickly figured out that wasn’t true
Nothing happened to him when you were around
It was just you tripping and falling 😭😭
He did try to help you to the best of his ability
Surprised whenever you bumped into a pole
“How did you not see that?!?! It was right there!!!”
Throws shade at you all the time for falling tripping, or worse
But always does it lightheartedly
Tells you to ‘be careful’ but you him both know that’s not possible, even if you tried
The burning now…
That’s what has him paranoid
What if you’re house burns down
“You burned my house to the ground” (sorry not sorry)
But still
Every time you tell him you’re cooking, he tells you to be careful or asks if he can help
Even if you say you don’t he’ll show up anyway 💀💀(“how I got you address…?…….don’t even worry about that bruh-“)
I mean you don’t want your house crispy do you?? 😭💀
Usually asks what you’re doing so he can keep track and be aware of what could go wrong
He’s lucky you’re just clumsy
Not one to laugh when you fall, but he has that stupid smile on his face while he helps you up
If you can drive, he feels very anxious about you driving
Doesn’t want you to get hurt or deal with the trouble of having to buy a new one and have the same thing happened over and over
So he offered to drive it for you (despite not having his license💀💀)
Either way start praying
If you break something, he helps you clean it up or just fixes it for you
If it’s something important, it’s likely that you never broke it because he never let you near it 😭😭 (no shade to you he’s just being careful)
But if you do break something important he’s definitely frustrated and you can tell
Toby is a very honest person, so he usually voices how he feels and his opinion
In this scenario…dw he’s not the type to yell at you or anything but he will slightly raise his voice an octave or two
But you can tell he’s upset
“I told you to be careful!! I told you this was really important, and to be careful with it……why didn’t you listen to me”
He knows that even if you tried you couldn’t but is still frustrated
But he’s not mad at you, he could never be mad at you
You usually try to fix it afterwards, which he is great full for that
Like a lot
(He’s so sweet I love Toby 🧡)
Claire bear
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Tbh she just feels bad for you
You bump into stuff, fall and trip, burn things in chemistry by accident (you got ms. Janeth growing gray hairs💀💀)
And you break your own projects and assignments 😭😭😭
She usually offers to help you fix it
Let’s you know when there’s a pole or wall up ahead
Tries to stop you from tripping, but once again no guarantee
Is praying you don’t or haven’t already fell down the stairs (you have)
Tries to cook you food before you try to make it or she’ll buy you so many snacks or take out that you don’t even need to make lunch or make food 💀💀
Will also try and keep track of where you are so that she can be there to help you if you’re in danger
If you’ve got a car, she won’t necessarily drive it for you or tell you not to drive you
But will offer for you to ride or walk with her to spend time with you
And she’ll ask you almost everyday(she’s so slick)
It’s her little way of getting you to not drive the car without outright telling you (Claire is so smart, Claire>>>>>>)
Definitely helps you clean if you break something, if its glass…you’re not going anywhere near it or the mess you just made
Knowing you, you’d probably step on it or worse
If you break something important, like Toby, she probably didn’t let you near it in the first place
If you do break it…..
She’ll definitely be pissed
But she won’t say anything (that’s how you know bruh 💀)
She definitely wouldn’t yell at you, like at all
She wouldn’t even know what to say
In the end she feels bad because SHE thinks that YOU think she hates you
She doesn’t, and she lets you know that after a bit or after she’s calmed down
She’s more so frustrated than mad
If you try to fix it, she’ll definitely appreciate that
(Claire is a W girlfriend)
AAARRRGGHH
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Confused as to why you keep bumping into walls and poles
Can you not see??? Are you blind??
Toby tells him you’re just clumsy but…..he doesn’t understand
What does clumsy mean?? And what does that have to do with you falling all the time??
Catches you when you trip or fall, not just sometimes, but all the time
He doesn’t pull you out of the way when there’s a wall or a pole
Instead he picks you up :)
Offers to carry you so that it’s less hazardous for you when traveling
Feels a little uneasy when you drive a car 😭😭
He doesn’t want you to crash okay 😭
As for cooking..
No 😃
Hell no😦
He can’t really stop you…
Well not that he can’t he just doesn’t 💀💀
The others keep track of you for him (mainly Toby)
So they’re there supervising, you…a grown adult
They know you feel embarrassed but they don’t care, they’re saving your life
And your house-
But anyways back to AAARRRGGHH
Won’t stop you from driving a car, but if you get in an accident even once
Gets nervous about you driving one again or any vehicle for that matter
If you break something he’s probably gonna eat it 💀💀 (if it is something he can eat)
Dw it doesn’t hurt him even if it is broken glass
If you break something important, he probably wouldn’t even be mad
Not even frustrated more so sad if anything at all
Does say anything either just holds it looking sad
Which makes you feel bad (and sad)
So you fix it (or try at least)
Which he very much appreciates, and it lifts his spirits quite a bit :) 💚
Blinky
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Also confused as to how your bumping into walls
Like bbg can you not see???
Probably thought you had bad luck but after a while figured out that wasn’t the case
Still a bit cautious around you though
Tries to warn you when there’s a pole but is usually too late
Also try’s to catch you when you trip, which he always does of course cus it’s Blinkous duh 🙄 (my 5th hubby wubby/hj)
For his own sake he HAS to be there to watch you cook
Also you’ve caught him following you from time to time, he’s just looking out for you buddy, he’s trying his best
He mainly just asks where you’re headed so he can know what you’re up to
Will try and distract you from getting into your car (doesn’t work and if it does it’s rare)
And since you know how stressed he gets about you driving, and since you don’t want to stress him out further
You’ll usually just walk
If you break something he’ll probably clean it up for you or help fix it
If it was something important, he probably was sure to keep it on him so that there’s less of a chance of you breaking it
If you do break something important, he’d definitely be frustrated but not mad per say
And you can tell
He just sighs and quietly grumbles whilst trying his best to fix it
Would not give you the chance to fix it at all and is scared you’ll break it further
In the end he let’s it go because he knows you can’t help it
Even though you stress him out sometimes he still loves you (I love my hubby wubby)
Douxie
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Finds it partially amusing that you bump into poles and walls
But if you fall over or are actually hurt by it then that’s where the hilarity of it ends
At first he thought you just had bad luck or something, but he checked and you didn’t
So you explain you were just really clumsy…and partially hazardous 💀💀
Pulls you out the way if there’s a pole up ahead or just warns you before you hit the pole and or wall
Usually catches you if you fall and if HE doesn’t then he was probably just using his magic
Sometimes if he’s in a particular mood he’ll let you fall, but he’ll make sure that you don’t get hurt (but still 💀💀)
Doesn’t trust you in the car, so he ‘offers’ to drive for you
If you do drive……naur 💀💀
He’s getting out
And throws shade at you while doing so (lightheartedly of course)
He doesn’t let you cook either, he doesn’t have the insurance for an apartment fire (💀💀💀💀 I’m sorry, no like I’m actually sorry that’s funny and it shouldn’t be)
So instead of supervising he’s the one doing the cooking
But usually gets take out so there’s less of a chance
He barely trusts you the toaster
The amount of times you’ve broken something is beyond me 😭😭
If you break something, he’ll help you clean it, or offer too at least
He knows you’re an adult and you can handle it yourself but he doesn’t want you to be hurt
Especially if it’s broken glass
If you break something of importance
Tbh idek what his reaction is
Believe it or not
He’s only a little frustrated, if at all
He’s more so exasperated if anything
When he sees it broken he’s just like “oh……here give it to me I’ll fix it”
🧍🏾‍♀️like bro ur not mad??
If you’re insistent on fixing it (which you are) then he’ll let you
He does appreciate it though
Like a lot
Steve the Palchuk
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Probably made fun of you and laughed at you whenever you fell when he first met you
Then was kinda scared of you cause Eli told him you were bad luck
But now he doesn’t
He’s still somewhat amused
Just no longer out right making fun of you
He does help you up when you fall
“Hey, watch where you’re going, I don’t want you getting hurt..”
Yes pookie
Anyways, Steven usually tries to catch you
But he’s also a bit clumsy so you both end up falling down 😭😭
He is definitely one to warn you, not just when there’s poles in front of you but around you as well
Will sometimes pull you out of the way closer to him to look…heroic??? (Steve come on-)
Doesn’t let you drive his Vespa
And if you have a car of your own
😅 nah man-
“Oh please fuck that car, get on my Vespa” 💀💀💀
Doesn’t understand how tf you burn things
How???? Especially if you were watching it the whole time
As much as he wants to protect you but still
He’s scared to come over when you cook
Especially if it’s over the stove
If you break something he usually offers to help fix it or pay for it
Even if he doesn’t have the money for it (aww Steve 🥲)
If you break something important
He won’t be mad more frustrated
And if it has anything to do with the sake of Arcadia then he’s scared screaming and running around like a little girl
So you have to calm him down and apologize
You and him do try to fix it so he’s feeling a lot better
But still he’s nervous, are you just clumsy or bad luck???
Was Eli right???
Nahh someone this sweet could never be bad luck
Aja
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She’s never met a human this….
Clumsy??? Is that the word
Doesn’t understand why you’re bumping into poles, “they’re in front of you how did you not see them…?”
Same with walls, you’ve had to have seen it….are you blind
When you trip, she’ll giggle a little bit but she’ll help you up
She thinks you’re so silly
The amount of times you’ve broken your own projects and assignments is astonishing to her
Has watched you burn things without literally trying
And is just like 🧍🏼‍♀️”how did you do that??? Show me!!” (💀💀)
Watches you when you’re cooking
After a while connects the dots, your forbidden from the kitchen (unless it’s to eat)
If you’ve got a car
She won’t stop you from driving it
But is still worried
If you get into an accident then she probably wouldn’t let you drive it for a while after that
If you break something, she’ll offer to fix it
If it’s tech she’ll take it to krel to fix and probably improve :)
If it’s something important
Tbh I don’t see her being mad about that seeing that you didn’t do it on purpose
“I told you to be careful!!…….now look…..”
“Sorry I’m just frustrated….”
But the thing is she doesn’t look or seem frustrated
She looks more worried and sad if anything
She appreciates that you offered to fix it
Dw it’s not that she doesn’t trust you or thinks you’ll break it
It’s just that whatever it was probably wasn’t something you could fix
So now she keeps important stuff in a certain place that you can’t reach, or would have a hard time try at least
But she loves you even if you are a clumsy silly little human (I nominate Aja to be my girlfriend)
Krel
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Now this…….I’ve been waiting for this (I’m literally obsessed with this boy I love him sm)
Is also confused as to why are you are bumping into walls
“Ay yi yi yi…….are you a soolian??….it was right there…you saw it coming!!!”
Eli also told krel you were bad luck 🧍🏾‍♀️
Which krel, boy genius, obviously didn’t believe
I don’t see him pulling you out of the way when there’s a pole or a wall, I don’t really see him warning you much either 💀💀
On a good day he probably would
If it were something that could hurt you or worse would probably do both
“Be careful!!! And watch where you’re going, my love you know I can’t stand to see you hurt” 😍😍😍
Krel >>>>>>>>
Anyways
Probably laughs when you fall, but helps you up)
Except when you’re hurt, then he probably feels bad and helps you up
Is actually scared FOR you
Like constantly
Bro is going through enough he don’t need this 💀
The fires, possible car accidents
💀💀he’s horrified
If you’ve got a car or something
Not anymore
He’s not letting you get in that
Literally forbids you
“As king in waiting of akiridion 5, I hereby forbid you from going in that death machine”
“Krel…….this is earth….now get out of my way I’m going to the mall-“
Probably had luug piss on your tires (making them pop, or melt…..probably-)💀💀💀
Either way you’re not getting in that car
Now the burning…..
Naur-
If it’s in chemistry class
He’s probably yelling and screaming along with everyone else😭😭
If it’s because you were cooking
NO
Nope
He gives you a blank bot so that you never have to cook again!!! 😃
And if that’s not good enough for you then sure go ahead burn your house down 💀💀💀
He’s just trying to protect you
If you break something it kinda scares him or makes him nervous
Not too sure why
He does offer to help you clean it up
Or more likely fix and improve it in any way he can
Or he’ll use parts of it (for god knows what)
If you broke something important he probably kept it away from you anyways (sorry y/n)
If you did manage to break something important
He’d be frustrated definitely
But not mad seeing as you didn’t do it on purpose
“I keep telling you to be careful!! Why don’t you listen!!! Ugh….great now I have to fix it”
That and other things pretty hurtful things in all honesty are things he says in the heat of the moment
After a while he calms down
He knows you can’t control it so what’s the point in yelling at you for it, you apologized and tried to help what’s the point in being upset
He does think you’re adorable and loves you, but when breaking his inventions….it hard to think so (no he still thinks you’re adorable)
Eli
Couldn’t add a gif for him so anyways but yea 😔
Like I said before
Bro is horrified of you
You must be bad luck or something
After a month or two of watching you…(wtf Eli not again)
He realizes that he might be wrong
None of your friends ever got hurt, just you
He’s thinking about investigating you
Which he does
You just explain to him that you’re a little bit clumsy
“Yea…., a little clumsy….”
C’mon you fell over the railing that’s not clumsy mf 🙄/j
He genuinely thinks you’ve been cursed but what’s the point in telling you that, you have enough going on
You almost burned your house down for gods sake you don’t need anything else rn
Tries to warn you if there’s a pole or a wall(the majority of the time you don’t hear him)
At this point he just feels bad for you…
If you trip he’ll try to catch you but ends up falling down with you
Won’t laugh if you fall, he’ll just help you up and tell you to be careful (even though he knows damn well you can’t 💀💀)
Like I said before Eli….thought you were cursed
So when a fire breaks out and you’re the cause
He starts freaking out
He does know now that you aren’t….or might not be
But the possibility is still there…..(I’m Eli’s eyes at least)
Honestly he’s really scared for you
Like shaking in his boots scared
And gets extra scared when you don’t respond to his texts he keeps thinking something happened
Eli is definitely a bit paranoid as always
Honestly if you break anything he’d probably just let you clean it or if it were too big of a mess he’d probably helped
If it was important he probably fixes it or at least tries
It’s not that he doesn’t trust you
It’s just that he doesn’t trust whatever the fuck type of borderline hazardous shit is gonna happen yet
Especially if it’s an item that could be considered a weapon
Eli doesn’t even have to worry about you crashing your car
You wanna know why??
CUZ THIS ASSHOLE RATTED YOU OUT 💀💀
He told your parent(s) about the time you snuck out (to go see him 💀) and that you had basically crashed your car on the way back
Needless to say you no longer have car keys
You and Eli ended out getting into a big fight later about it
But more on that later 💪🐺🐺
Yea he loves you obviously
Even if he does think your cursed
But that’s not gonna stop him from loving you
(Sorry this was short I had to finish it quick tho)
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beestalesofarcadia · 5 months
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Could I request some reactions from Draal, Blinky and Aargh on a teen human(gender neutral reader pls!) Who has the same personality as Marcy from Amphibia, showing them a bunch of video games they love please? Especially some being more gruesome then others, would love to read it! :D
Heck yeah dude!! I absolutely love Marcy <3 BTW this started off simple but I went off the rails completely lmao so sorry about that TwT
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
You are a close friend of Jim and Toby, having grown up with them on the same block. You became a trio: inseparable. You were with Jim as he picked up the amulet, you were running beside Toby as Bular hunted you three down, and you were beside the two as you graced the grounds of Trollmarket. Your mind is completely blown by it. You were already off running around: taking notes in your math notebook of what you saw, the types of trolls that were around, facts Blinky spewed out, and even that big blue grumpy one that threatened Jim in front of you!
While your intellect proves to be insightful on the battlefield, your clumsiness also poses a potential threat to yourself and others. Regardless, you’re a valued member of the Trollhunters and have garnered respect from most of Trollmarket (and even Vendel himself). You have helped countless times, and even put your life on the line for others. Now… here are the thoughts of some specific residents of Trollmarket! >:]
Draal
Before the duel with Jim, your optimism confuses him, if not annoys him. He legit just threatened to kill your best friend, and all you can do is stare at him with stars in your eyes. Great to have admirers, he supposes. Even if they are some imposter, wannabe Trollhunter’s ally. As you walk away with the group, he can’t help but guffaw as you trip over your feet. If these were the Trollhunter’s allies- the supposed saviors of man and trollkind- then the world truly was doomed.
After getting humbled by Jim, his attitude begins to shift more. Yes, there are moments of annoyance (especially when you ask to measure his horns or teeth and ramble about things he doesn’t understand), but overall you’re strange, and it’s amusing. You are easily impressed by nearby anything he does, and that’s fine. It’ll start to fuel his ego again.
You start to hang around Jim’s more often than not and Draal enjoys having you around. The majority of the time you’re taking notes, and when you’re not, you’re geeking out about some vampire books and other fixations. He tells you he’s met a few, and when you ask if they’re anything like in the shows you watch (attractive, seductive), he hits you with a hard “no” and laughs at your disappointment. Human’s obsession with vampires was so strange.
Draal teases you a lot, and even if it’s mean-spirited you just go along with it the majority of the time. If you do mention something, he’ll back down from it. But it doesn’t stop him from occasionally knocking that new novel you got from the library out of your hand.
Video games are rather confusing to him. Not that he hates them of course! But he doesn’t quite enjoy them as much as Arrrgh does. Of course, he’ll play the more violent games you have, but he doesn’t care for the shooters. He’d much rather tear them apart with his bare hands, thank you very much. There was one time when you had to beg Draal to not destroy your TV the first time you introduced him to Skyrim.
Table-top games on the other hand? Absolutely! He loves playing DnD with you. He likes having more interaction and freedom with the choices he makes when compared to video games where you have to follow the plot. Blinky or Toby often narrates when you have game nights with the group. Out of everyone, you and Draal are the most competitive. You two both get into character and often come up with strategies. Sometimes a little too much for everyone’s liking. The table often gets crushed, and there have been times when you both were at each other’s throats. 
You’re now his little sibling. No questions asked. You jokingly mention something along the lines of a “found-family” trope, and after a brief explanation of it, he just subtly agrees with that being your relationship with him. Prepare for a protective big brother, even if you know your way around trouble. 
Arrrgh
You both are automatically besties. That’s it, I don’t make the rules. There’s no doubt about it that you’re all over him when you first get to meet Arrrgh. While Jim is stressed about trolls in his home and Toby is freaking out, you’re bombarding the giant, green ball of moss with millions of questions. He thinks it's adorable and while slightly overwhelmed, he doesn’t mind responding to them. His answers are short and vague though, and Blinky ends up intervening and answers with more detail. 
It honestly doesn’t take a lot for him to grow attached to you. He finds your energy very endearing, and you manage to light up the room with it even during the most hopeless times. You surprisingly don’t get as overwhelmed compared to everyone else in the group, though it doesn’t stop Arrrgh from checking up on you. You might wanna write down how much of a good comfort buddy he is.
Speaking of which! If you are down, he won’t hesitate to do what he can to comfort you. If you need to vent, he is all ears. He isn’t much of a talker, but by God, he is a good listener. His advice is short and simple: usually straight to the point. Regardless, it doesn’t undermine how sweet and thoughtful his words are. Most of the time you talk about how overwhelming your parents are, and often he assures you that only wants the best for you but doesn’t know how to show it. A part of you thinks otherwise, but you know that they do mean well. 
When you visit Toby’s house, the three of you have movie nights. A pillow fort is made in Toby’s room and you both bring all the movies you can. There’s finally the night when you manage to convince the two (mainly Toby) to binge-watch Twilight. You get so giddy it was hard not to laugh at your reaction for Arrrgh. He doesn’t understand the plot, but he’s interested in it. As much as Toby wanted to hate it, he couldn’t help but rant about Bella’s decisions with you and listening how she could’ve bettered herself. Arrrgh just nods, having been seated between the two of you and not able to escape the conversation. 
This troll is pretty protective of you. You’re very capable of yourself, there’s no doubt about it. But again, your clumsiness is what gets you into trouble the majority of the time. There have been instances where you indirectly killed a goblin leader. Taking them head-on during their frenzied state is near impossible, but for Arrrgh, he’s more than willing to take it as a means of defending you. Thankfully, you are pretty witty, so you do find ways to drive them away from you.
As seen in the show, Arrrgh does love video games! You have a considerable amount of video games, ranging from violent ones like Mortal Combat to non-violent ones like Animal Crossing (one of Arrrgh’s favs). Knowing his past, you tend to stray away from the more mature games and settle for the “kiddie” stuff. Arrrgh loves Cooking Mama and Little Friends. Just remind him to be gentle with your switch- sometimes he forgets his strength.
Blinky:
Blinky would not hesitate to admit it, but it’s nice having someone who shares the same enthusiasm as he does! Especially when it comes to learning. While the troll cares deeply for Jim, he can admit that when it comes to their lessons, his less than enthusiastic attitude towards it can be drab. If not, a bit discouraging. With you, however, it’s a complete 180. He always sees you taking notes, commenting on their cultures with genuine intellect, and your analysis is always endearing to listen to. Although you still have much to learn, you are on the right track.
Besides that, you’re always a delight to be around with! He can’t help but admire your charming nature, even if at times you are ditzy. He knows you always mean well, so he can’t hold it against you. He’s most definitely “Marcy-proofed” his library; AKA, he’s put his more “delicate” items in safer places, and the potentially dangerous ones are hidden away.
While Blinky teaches you all the ropes of troll culture, you return the favor by explaining human culture to him. It’s honestly a mix of easy, and difficult. It’s not that Blinky’s dumb (no, far from that actually) or that you’re a bad teacher, it’s just the fact that he’s misinterpreted human customs and inventions for so many years. 
When he turns human, you are most definitely the one teaching him how to drive… which was, all in all, a terrible idea. You knew how to drive. You had just gotten your permit for Pete’s sake! Blinky on the other hand? He’s a wild rider. You lost track of how many times you both almost crashed into a divider just because he assumed you were able to drive on it, or how many times you prayed he wouldn’t take the yellow light. When he finally stopped driving, you insisted you could both walk home.
Video games aren't his forte. The concept of them is interesting, especially with how much they are able to fit into a small disk! But alas, they are but treats to the normal troll. Although it doesn't stop him from being interested in what you have to show. The gruesome games intrigue him. Do humans really like violence that much? It doesn't really shock him that much. They haven't changed much even after centuries, have they?
Like Arrrgh, he’s a good listener. His advice is genuine too, especially when you run away to Trollmarket when things aren’t going well at home. You’ve come there an alarming amount of times to a point the conditions of your home were concerning him. Especially when you break in front of him, wailing about the pressures and stress you feel from your parents and the potential of moving out of Arcadia. At home, you feel unloved if you don’t achieve your parents' goals. They have given you so much, yet you feel you give so little in return. You love your parents, but being with them is draining.
Although Troll's culture is different when it comes to humans, he knows the burdens of expectations are all the same. That pressure of knowing that your best isn’t enough… he’s felt that. He assures you that you are doing your best, more than others could. He assures you that your tears are not a sign of weakness, but a glimpse of your strength. He assures you that you are enough. It surprises him when you suddenly hug him, though it doesn’t stop him from embracing you as well.
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an-autistic-dweeb · 2 months
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Blinky headcanon.
WARNING⚠️ : implied sensory overload and sensory issues.
It’s already a fact that Blinky likes to talk a lot. And if you are his lover, he’ll talk your ears off if you let him.
He likes talking about a lot of things, such as Trollish history, funny occurrences in his life, or just his all around day. Of course he’ll ask you questions about your day or things he knows you have interest in.
But sometimes things are a little too overwhelming. You tend to go quiet when there’s a lot going on. And Blinky knows this. But it turns out that him talking to you helps keep you grounded. He’ll hold your hand and keep talking to you, keeping you from shutting down.
He likes talking to you, and he feels happy that it helps.
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lsdelerium · 3 months
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Alastor blinkie i made
This is my first time making blinkies so feel free to give any advices. I will make more of them in future, you can also request blinkies and use these :)
You dont have to give credit but i would appreciate it. Have a good day!
Follow me on spacehey! @lsdelerium
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sofiafantasies · 9 months
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Arcadia Tales, Krel Tarron x alien!reader
Krel: So nobody on your planet uses math?
You: Nope. Never heard of it.
Krel: Ok.
You: Say, what is math anyway?
Krel: Well...
*Hours later*
You: Ok, so let me get this straight...
You, showing him the notebook full of math problems: You guys spend all day just writing this weird freaky symbols?
You: Are you an occult!?
Krel: No! It's for science. Math is the language of the universe.
You: Well, apparently the universe had a stroke because this is nonsense.
Krel: How did your kind achieve space travel without performing the necessary calculations?
You: It's a rocket! You blow some stuff up and it shoots you into space. It's not that hard!
You look to the side and your eyes widen.
You: Oh, my Crystal! You even write it on the walls! Like a psycho.
Krel: Well, that's a white board. Humans use it to teach children-
You: You do this infront of kids!?
The hole gang in the background eating popcorn, watching all of this unfold.
Toby, Caire, Jim, Douxie, and Steve laughing.
Nomura, Striker, Barbara, and Blinky not understanding and confused.
Aaarrgh just chuckled once in a while.
Archie on Douxies shoulder.
Aja amused and reaching for the pop-ed-corn. She still needs to learn how to pronounce things.
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What would be Blinkys and Arrggghhs reaction be to Y/N putting string/jewelry across their horns?
Trolls instintually like being pampered. It's a bonding activity amongst their kind after battle and it's how mates and loved ones show they care. Mom's lick and preen whelps hair, battlemates and spar partners patch wounds and clean armor, and mates, mates show the utmost care and affection while taking care of their partner.
Perhaps its because they've been at war for so long and forgot many of the old ways or perhaps its because its fun and reminds them of better times but if you give a troll a spa day they'd become very happy and lethargic. Even Gunmar couldn't resist something every troll has experienced and craves.
Now one doesn't simply put jewellery on a troll. No, no, no there are many steps to it Blinky explains as you walk in on him grooming Aarrrgh and ask to help. First you have to scrub and file their horns til their sharp and clean. Second you have to wash and brush out their manes. And its a whole long process that takes all night for them to complete. Or maybe Blinky lied to get some cuddle time and gentle pampering from his favorite human and beloved mate. Who knows?
As you finished tying Aarrghs mossy hair into neat little braids he nuzzled into you gently, rumbles coming deep from his chest sending vibrations through your very being. As you gave him snout and horn scratches he was in heaven making pleased noises. The little beads braided into his once messy mane tinkle against each other and he clearly enjoys the sound as he shakes his head a bit to listen. Gold rings with emeralds are placed on his horns as well. Blinky sweet as he is, can be prone to jealously. He smirks and pulls you into his embrace stealing you away.
Aarrrgh makes a whining sound and Blinky smiles mischeviously. He pats the bed so Aarrrgh will follow and you can all cuddle.
Smiling up at them happy their happy Blinky kisses you as Aarrrgh continues to nuzzle against you making you smell like him. Two of Blinkies hands weave through your hair as two more massage you. Aarrrggs arms encircle you both so your all cuddled together and warm in your shared bed.
"Thankyou love." Blinky hums silver shifting on his horns as he leans in to be closer to you. You smile in response humming as your nuzzled and kissed and pampered just as much as you pampered them.
"My pleasure." You respond beaming in joy at this new experience and the bonding that comes with it.
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Okay but like, I didn’t watch the live stream of the hatchfield universe but I will!
But I kinda want to do a yandere Lords in black x reader…Idk man. Some chaos gods loving me and taking care of me- Come one! Their little doll. And this is platonic btw. Because I just love a found Yandere family
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The Party is Just Starting:
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Cw: Mentions of drug use
Macy’s POV:
Blinky had been asleep on my lap for about half an hour now. It was funny how still they were when they slept. They were always figuring with something when they were awake. But when they slept, it was almost like they were dead. Even their breaths we so slight, if my hand wasn’t resting on their neck I’d think they didn’t have a pulse.
There was a knock on the door, but the person entered before I could answer. What was the point of knocking of you were just gonna come in anyways?
“Blink mama’s getting upset your seat is cold-“
She paused in the doorway.
“Oh, they’re sleeping… huh- now how’d you manage that Newby? You a damn wizard pr something.”
The one they called “baby” asked. I couldn’t help but let out a soft snort.
“We’ll be down in a minute, I’ll wake them.” I have a soft smile.
Baby frowned, which by the looks of it wasn’t an expression she wore often. Her facial lines all went in the other direction, indicating an almost permanent smile of sorts. She seemed to be debating something in her head.
“I’ll tell mama there sleeping- you hungry?” She asked me.
“Always.”
She left out a short laugh that seemed much more characteristic.
“I’ve just never seen them sleep that still before, you sure they’re breathing?” She asked stepping closer.
There was an edge in her tone, almost as if to come off as a threat, Incase Blinky wasn’t actually breathing.
“Relax, they’re fine, just took the edge off” my eyes darted to the ashtray on the night stand.
She giggled slightly. Her mood swings were worse than Hoyt’s.
“Look at you miss bad influence- corrupting my little sibling.” She joked.
I rolled my eyes.
“Oh yeah, they were a real Angel before I got here I’m sure-“ I joked back.
I felt Blinky stir slightly in my lap.
“Look who’s finally awake-“ Baby greeted.
Blinky groaned, lifting their head and turned to glare at her.
“Mama made dinner and it’s getting cold-“
“Shit!”
The shot up, practically scrambling off the bed. I stared after them for a second.
“Hoyt really threw your no swearing rule out the window didn’t he?” I laughed.
They turned to look at me confused for a second, before just accepting defeat and repeating the word in a defeated tone.
“Was stupid anyways-“
They walked back over to the bed, grabbing my hand and dragging down the stairs after Baby. The room was vivid with noise you could hear from the hallway. They were certainly a rowdy bunch, where Hoyt was usually the loudest person back home. Blinky kept their head down as they dragged me to the kitchen. I quickly noticed there were only two seats left. Leaving one for Baby, and one for Blinky. I was about to mention something to them but they cut me off.
“Sit.” They muttered, pushing me down into the seat beside a girl with long brown hair.
It would be cruel to say no to them when they weren’t feeling well, so I sat. I half expected them to disappear into another room to produce another chair, but was pleasantly surprised when they just sat on my lap. I raised my eyebrow as I looked down at them, but they just shrugged.
“Dinner smell delicious mama, sorry I was late, I was napin’” they said sleepily.
I could tell they were playing it up for effect, that Sly bitch. I bet Blinky could get anything they wanted from anyone if they just looked at them the right way. Their big eyes were easy to get lost in. I imagine it was half the reason they avoided eye contact so heavily. People don’t hear much of what you’re saying when they’re looking right through you.
“Thank you for allowing me to join you Mrs. Firefly” I said.
“No problem sugar, any friend of Blinky’s is a friend of ours.” She smiled at me.
She was much lest hostile than my mother, but I doubt any less protective. She had a slightly more intimidating presence, which she overcomplicated for with this bimbo-esque persona. Armour it seemed all the women in this house wore in their own way.
“Who the hell is this?” A gruff voice asked.
“Otis-“ Mrs. Firefly warned.
I trained my eyes on him, observing his body language. He was the one I needed to impress tonight, or at the very least get the approval of. It was important to Blinky that he liked me. I looked down to Blinky for guidance, not sure if I should speak or not. But someone beat us to it.
“Blinky’s got a girly-friend!” Baby said in a sing-song voice.
I heard someone choke up a cough at the end of the table, and a little gasp from beside them. But my eyes were still trained on this Otis, Blinky’s father for all intensive purposes. Blinky was squirming slightly on my lap, clearly uncomfortable that all eyes were now on the two of us. I snaked my right arm around her waist to pull her closer to me and apply light pressure. It always calmed them down.
“Blinky?” Her father asked.
“ie tad?” They asked, not looking up from where they were fidgeting with the table cloth.
If it were up to me I’d just pick them up and take them back upstairs right now. But I knew that would only make the situation worse. I gently squeezed their side for comfort. Otis rolled his eyes.
“English-“
Blinky took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry-“ they said.
“Blinky, dear, you have nothing to be sorry for. Otis is just being Otis.” The woman beside me said.
She went to place a hand on Blinky’s shoulder, I’m sure as a gesture of comfort. But I pulled Blinky closer, cutting off the action. Blinky May trust them, but I didn’t know these people yet. Sure I had to past their silly little test of character, but they were subject to mine as well. Blink, as much as I love them, isn’t exactly the best judge of character.
“The hells that s’posed to mean?” He glared at her.
“It’s means hear the child out Boy!” the man Blinky called ‘Cap’ earlier spoke.
He grumbled under his breath and rolled his eyes, but didn’t say another word.
“Whenever you’re ready Blink” the woman beside us spoke up.
Blinky took a deep breath before lifting their head to speak.
“Um, this is my girlfriend Macy-“
“Girlfriend?” The man sat beside the girl with long white hair spoke.
“Let the girl speak RJ!” Mama demanded.
It seems they took their family dynamic very seriously. Much more traditional roles then in my own family. Despite mine being built by blood, and there’s by strays. It was interesting to observe. Their need for structure, yet desire for total chaos. Blinky oddly fit in quite well with the group.
“Umm, she’s like us so you don’t have to worry about her saying anything. I trust Macy and you aren’t allowed to hurt her…”
She looked directly to her father.
“Ok Otis?”
Despite not being able to see their face, I knew exactly what look they were giving him right now. It was a look few people could resist. Blinky calls them her sad clown eyes. I was surprised by how long he dared to stare back into her eyes. Even I was strong enough to look into them that long.
He narrowed his eyes at them, and Blinky leaned forward toward the table, almost like a silent dare. After about another minuet he backed off.
“You said she’s like us?” The woman beside us asked.
“Mhhmm, Macy’s family is… special. They understand us. That’s where I was when my mo- that woman came into our home. Macy keeps me safe.”
Blinky leaned back into me, and the tension in the room eased slightly.
“You can eat Macy, they won’t try anything.” She said calmly.
“Yes, please, dig in, you must be starving dear!” Mama said.
I had to admit, the food smelt mouthwatering. I’m sure they all had questions, but everyone seemed to be more interested in the food again, which I was happy about.
“I’m Manon, but Blinky and everyone call me Doe Eyes.” The black haired girl introduced herself.
“that’s Spaulding, RJ, Ghost, Baby, Otis and Mama. I’m sure you’ll meet Tony later, he usually eats downstairs in his room. If you ever need anything, I’m just down the hall from Blink’s room.” She smiled at me before going back to eating.
I hummed in response, enjoying the taste of the food. I knew Blinky was mostly out of it right now, but I still wanted them to try and eat. I ripped off a small piece of bread and held it in front of their mouth. The turned their head to the side and groaned, attempting to push my hand away. Manon looked down at her concerned.
“You feeling alright little clown?” She asked.
“They’re fine, just tired.” I said.
“I don’t believe she asked you.” Otis spoke up.
I turned my head to him raising my eyebrow. Blinky just groaned again and turned their head into my chest. The lights clearly being to bright for them. I broke eye contact with the older man and turned my attention back to my partner who was clearly showing signs of regression. I wanted to avoid them having a meltdown so I leaned down to whisper in their ear.
“Why don’t you hide down under the table, away from the scary lights?” I asked softly.
They nodded quickly and I let them go. Nobody really questioned Blinky crawling under the table, clearly used to this behaviour by now. But if they knew the lights were overstimulating, why did they even have them on in the first place? I’d have to talk to Blinky about this later. I’ll be pissed if they knew this was a trigger but didn’t care.
I tried once more to get them to eat by handing the bread under the table. I was pleasantly surprised when they took it. We continued the rest of the meal this way. The family occasionally asking me a few questions. Me asking a few of my own. It seemed everyone was warming up to me, besides Otis. Despite knowing they had no blood relations, it was funny to observe how Blinky was just as stubborn as him.
“So what’s your family like?” The one named RJ asked.
“Um, I have my mama and my brother, they’re pretty good. I love Tommy to death, but then there’s Monty and Hoyt. Not sure if I want to consider them family. Even Blinky hates them, well mostly Hoyt. She tried to bite him.”
A few people around the table started laughing at that.
“I swear Blinky is like a little puppy sometimes.” Baby said.
I chuckled because it was a pretty apt description, despite their fear of dogs. You had to remind them to eat, when to sleep, take them outside for walks or they get antsy. They hide in small spaces when scared. And their biting problem.
“Blink, how you doing down there.” Manon asked.
There was a slight rustle of the table cloth before we all saw a thumb stick up past the table. I couldn’t help but smile at how silly this whole situation was.
“So when Blinky says your family is like ours, what do they mean by that?” Otis asked, not nearly as spiteful as last time.
My grin only grew wider. I suppose there was no point in hiding it. Everyone at this table could be written off as clinically insane. And Blinky seemed confident they wouldn’t care.
“We eat people.” I said flatly.
I swear I almost heard the one they called ghost, choke on her water. A small gasp escaped from Manon’s lips, and baby was laughing as always.
“Wow, your real hilarious kid.” He said sarcastically.
Suddenly, Blinky popped up from under the table and turned to look at him. It seemed their voice was coming back to them.
“They aren’t lying.”
They climbed back onto my lap and sat down.
“Tommy showed me how he does it.”
Everyone was just looking at the two of us, like a third head had suddenly sprouted and merged us together.
“I’m sorry, Blinky you’re dating a cannibal?”
Blinky giggled a little, the high part of the weed finally setting in. It was odd she got tried first, then they’d have a sudden burst of energy.
“And she’s dating a killer, I don’t partially see how one is worse than the other. The people are dead anyways-“
They shrugged, leaning into me and playing with the ends of my hair. Baby giggled gleefully at this as well.
“How much did you smoke Blink, should have known you’d come home and go straight for my Stash.”
Blinky giggled into my shoulder. Manon gave a slightly disapproving look, but didn’t say anything. And Otis was still glaring at me.
“It’s been a long week” the mumbled between giggles. “Did you guys know I love you? Cause I love you!” They said in a sing song tone.
“What do you fucking lace your weed with LSD Baby? The fuck is wrong with them?”
Baby just shrugs before laughing at Blinky.
“Awww we love you too killer clown.”
I suspected Baby had smoked earlier that day too. What a train wreck of a meal this was. Spaulding wordlessly got up from the table and disappeared into the kitchen. I was going to ignore it but he came back with some orange juice and an aspirin. He set them down in front of me, and I assumed they were for Blinky.
“That’ll help”
“Kids a lightweight- but at least they’re happy when they’re high, it’s just the come down ain’t as… pleasant. You can’t get them to take it later, won’t work.”
I gave the older man a thankful nod.
“Not that I’m not worried about those two-“ ghost points to Blinky and her aunt, “but, do you really, genuinely eat people?”
I was trying to get Blinky to take her medicine but they wouldn’t stop squirming, it was like their skin itself was jittery. I frowned.
“Yes, been helping mama in the kitchen since I was little. But we didn’t switch to our meat alternative until uncle Hoyt moved in with us. Once you get a taste for it, you just kinda get fixed-“
I supposed that how Blinky felt about their weed. They were both addictions in their own right. If someone told me I could never eat human again, I’m not sure if I could at this point. And I don’t know if that should worry me or not.
“I don’t mean to be rude, or cut this short. I’m not going anywhere until this one is feeling better. So you can ask your questions later. But I’m gonna take Blink upstairs. If you want Mrs Firefly, I could come back down and do our dishes later. Their eyes are too sensitive to the lights right now, and I’m sure they’re gonna wanna be somewhere quiet soon.”
“I feel like I can see god…” the whispered.
“Nonsense, you go take care of my grandbaby. And as for you-“ she looked pointedly at Baby, “don’t leave your other drugs around the kid. The hell were you thinking Vera?”
I took that as my cue to leave. Of course I noticed a certain ghost follow behind us. It seemed she was quite shy. I set Blinky back down on her bed and told them to stay. Ghost was waiting by the door.
“Will they be ok?”
“They’ll be fine. I’ll just have a long night of partner-sitting ahead of me, but nothing I can’t handle. They might get a little sick in the morning, but I’ll make sure they have breakfast.” I smiled up at her reassuringly.
The girl turned to leave but stopped in the door way.
“Hey Macy-“
“Yes?”
“You hurt them, everyone at that table will subject you to the worst pains you’ve ever known.”
I took her warning for what it was. It seemed like a nice gesture. But I’d be foolish to assume it wasn’t a pointed threat. She meant it entirely. I’d have to work harder to get Otis to like me then. These people were good for Blinky, their actual family. And it was clear that they needed her just as much as she needed them.
Blinky was worth the extra effort. She always will be. I’d do anything for them. I turned back around to find Blinky staring up at the ceiling.
“I wish you could see the stars inside” they said.
I chuckled slightly, crawling into bed beside them and looking where they were looking.
“Just close your eyes my little astronaut, maybe when you wake up I’ll bring the stars inside.”
Im sure they still sold those silly little glow in the dark stars somewhere in town. Manon seemed like the safest bet to get to know. Im sure she’d help me look for some in the morning. Blinky will probably be sleeping most of the day. I want to show them just how important their youngest was to me.
“Goodnight little clownbug, I hope you have silly dreams.”
It was cheesy, but maybe we were allowed to be cheesy sometimes. A few moments of Normalcy in our cursed, wretched lives. Even the worst of the worst deserved to have love, and joy, right?
An: ahhh, finally finished it. I don’t know why writing this chapter was like pulling teeth. But I probably won’t start writing again soon until after I move. But once I’m settled I should have more free time again.
Tag: @myers-meadow-selfship @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @queer-and-utter-chaos
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kickasscentral · 4 hours
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I’m working on a fic with Ray stanz and if anyone remembers that scene in the movie with him working on the car😏
But I need a new name for the oc because idk why but I used the exact same name as the one for my trollhunter fic and it already has five chapters😭
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beestalesofarcadia · 1 year
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Hello beestrollhunterplace! Might I request either Blinky or Dictatious with a human librarian s/o? Maybe she had first joined the group when the kids asked for a ton of troll books, she notices all of their scars and bruises, she investigates and discovers their secret. She's not at ALL happy that a minor was picked to be the Trollhunter but she tutors the kids to help them in school.
This is literally so late I apologize 😭 
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Blinky with a human librarian s/o
Jim is super obvious when he’s trying to hide a secret, especially the first few weeks he becomes the Trollhunter. Toby doesn’t help either. Their time at the library would become more frequent than usual, with him visiting every so often to pick up books from the fantasy section. “Didn’t take you as an avid reader, Mr. Lake.” You remark one day, to which Jim sheepishly replies with, “Well Mrs. (l/n), I’m just… trying to find myself through uh… reading!” You glance at Toby, who normally picked out comic books or mangas, with a 1000-page textbook about ancient folklore. With the bruises littered throughout their body and the sudden change in personality, you made it your duty as a librarian to make sure these kids were alright.
One night, you decided to stay at the library and catch up on work. A loud thud had distracted you from your paperwork, and curiously, you couldn’t help but walk over to investigate. “Keep it down, guys-!” A voice hissed, sounding strangely like Jim. “Psh, relax man, it’s not like anyone else is in here.” You could recognize that voice anywhere: Tobias! Considering that they broke into the museum a few nights before, it wasn’t really far-fetched that they’d do the same here. Geek duo, you thought to yourself as you shook your head. With a sigh and roll of eyes, you popped out from behind the bookshelf, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Listen, kids, couldn’t you break in somewhere else…” Your voice trailed off as you saw a large, brute of a stone, and a pair of six-eyes staring right at you.
You thought it was bullies at first. You thought it was adults at first. Hell, you even thought that it was some mafia that was threatening these kids. Not once did you consider the possibility of it being trolls or any other magical creature that existed. Of course, you freak out, with your first initial reaction to grab a book and throw it at the larger troll. With ease, he opened his mouth and swallowed it. He smiled and rubbed his stomach, humming “tasty.” You pulled Toby and Jim back, shielding them. “BACK AWAY- YOU BEASTS-!” “Pardon me madam, but we are trolls!” Despite his best efforts to dwindle the situation, it was futile. It took Jim and Toby having to stand in front of you to calm you down. They assure you that they would explain the situation, but you just needed to take a seat. Shakily, you agree to do so.
After a recap of the events of those past few weeks, your fear had shifted into anger. Mainly directed at Blinky- as you were under the impression that he chose Jim to become Trollhunter. “He’s a kid! He has school, he has finals, he has girls to worry about-!” “I understand your frustrations about Master Jim’s current predicament but realize that is the amulet’s will. It is his destiny. That, we cannot change.” Unless he died, you soon realized.
The weeks that followed soon became routine for you. You’d assist the kids, going as far as to help them even during school hours. Anything that they needed you’d get for them. Access to the classrooms after hours? You got it. Security camera footage of Strickler? That’s pushing it, but yeah. Your car keys? … There’s a line that needs to be drawn somewhere.
Outside of that, you become a frequent visitor to Trollmarket. Despite the other trolls’ blatant dislike of another human gracing their grounds, Blinky and Arrrgh are quick to be at your side. Vendel tolerates you since you seem sensible enough. But the minute you cause any ruckus around Trollmarket, you are out. Blinky assures him that it would never get to that point, to which you quickly agree. “I won’t tell a soul or cause any trouble,” You bow out of respect before continuing. “Cross my heart and hope to die.” “… A strange proclamation, but admirable effort nevertheless.” Now you gotta explain what idioms are.
Your intelligence is what initially draws Blinky. Whether it be from your wide range of vocabulary (as he’s seen whenever you’ve explained words that he couldn’t understand), or even the suggestions you’ve thrown into plans. Then it becomes your courage and selfishness, which you had demonstrated many times. From defending the kids to even fighting alongside them at the Killahead bridge. The determination and fierceness he saw in your eyes as you freed him from his bindings. No longer were you the little, fearful librarian he had met. You were now, as Tobias would put it, the “kick-a$$” librarian.
Post Killahead bridge is where you both get closer. Alone time becomes more frequent, as Arrrgh still remains Toby’s roommate/Wingman. You keep Blinky company, and his mood lively with the quick quips you often exchange with him. You tell him of the books you’ve read recently, even giving him a few copies to read himself. Although he’s more interested in historical fiction (“As a witness, I can tell you this is quite inaccurate-”), he doesn’t mind indulging in a few other genres here and there. Romance is a big guilty pleasure, followed by the occasional fantasy books (he thinks their interpretations are interesting). You two often find yourselves sitting together, reading and talking amongst yourselves. You would lay against him, your soft skin contrasting his own stone texture. It would always catch him off-guard, but that soft smile that grew along his face would always follow. Idle moments like those were what caused Blinky to realize his feelings for you.
Courting was difficult- mainly because Blinky can get in over his head. While he was going to go for the Troll customs, he then decided to go for the humans. But upon researching it, he found it so strange. Poisoning yourself, then actually turning out alive, then going back to your lover only to realize they offed themselves? Such oddity. Wait, that was Romeo and Juliet…
Blinky settles to do a combination of both. He manages to forge a small dagger for you (with Draal’s assistance) before shaping a crystal into a flower. Both are gifts that he hopes you would love, as small as they were. His confession was within his own library. He could never forget the soft expression as he handed you the gifts, the smile as he spoke, and the warm embrace that followed after his declamation of love.
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A Snow Experiment
A/N: Disclaimer this is Tales of Arcadia Fanfic and the characters do not belong to me. And of course you own you. I'll be using [Name] and [Last name] as a substitute to Y/N and L/N. This will be a quick thing and I don't really know if I'll do a part two, unless you want me to (It was not a quick thing). Im so sorry! This is a female reader! You can change the pronouns and stuff. I'm a female myself so it's easier to do so.
[Name] [Last Name] was a regular teen. Or as regular as she can be. Right now she was sitting crisscrossed on the floor with a white dress. She inhaled and exhaled twice before opening her [Eye Color] eyes. Her cold stare matched the cold room. Ice everywhere, snow scattered on the floor, and ice sculptures on the bookshelf as little snowflakes fell.
She looked around hearing the clink clacks of heels coming from the hallway outside. The door creaked and a woman walked in. Her blonde hair that was in a high ponytail moved back and forth as she walked towards her. "Experiment 626 (six two six), rise." The woman said, more like commanded. [Name] obliged with it. She rose gracefully, her expression still cold, dark, and blank.
The woman looked down at the clipboard and wrote a few words. "You have visitors." The woman said as she glanced at [Name] before looking back at the clipboard. This peaked [Name's] interest. A visitor? That was new and forbidden. She wasn't allowed to see anybody. Especially since last time...
"Run!"
"She's gone mad!"
Sreams were heard so many screams. "Stop her!" She struggled to move from the grip of the fire Experiment. Those Experiments are used for her. "She almost killed her!"
She looked at the person with a bleeding arm. Her [Eye Color] eyes held unshed tears.
She blinked the memory away and looked down, her [Hair Color] fell on her face a little. (If you have Afro hair or smth like Muslim then ignore that). "Why are they here?" [Name] siad as she raised her head up. The woman looked at her and grinned. "You'll see." Was all she said and walked out the room leaving thw door open.
[Name] stood there. She wasn't sure if she should go. What di it was a trap? She walked to the door leaving trails of ice behind her. Every step she took made a clicking sound. She stepped out of the room and looked to the long hallway to hear faint whispers of people talking.
"She is very beautiful." She heard the woman's voice say. "How long has she lived for?" A man's voice came next. "Well, Borislav, she has lived sicne the 12th century...Camelot." The woman answered. [Name] was coming closer. "Camelot?" The man named Borislav said. "Mm, indeed." The woman hummed. "You know what this could bring to us, Isabella?" Borislav's voice rose.
"I do. And she has powers beond our reach. She could be the key for all our troubles." The woman that attended [Name] earlier is now known as Isabella, said. "And besides, you can take her. She's all yours for 50 million." [Name] could hear the grin in her voice. "50 million?" The man said doutful. "I'll take her." He announced.
"Perfect! We have a deal." Isabelle reached for his hand and he shook it. "Pardon, but what is happening?" Asked [Name] as she came up from behind the hallway wall. Her hand rested on her chest as the other was holding the side of the wall. "[Name], darling, you're leaving the lab." Isabella said as she turned to look at her.
The man looked at [Name] up and down and he grinned. [Names] cold, dark, and blank expressions were no more. It changed to a terrified one. She didn't know where she would go.
As she sat on the soft surface of a couch she looked down at her hand that rested on her lap. The clink crack of heels. She lifted her head up and stared at the blonde woman known as Isabella.
"Experiment 626 (six two six)," She stopped infront of her. "You are going to Arcadia Oaks."
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「Darling」
Pairing: Marx Francois x reader
Warnings: none
Fanfic type: Fluff
word count: 576
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"Aw, honey, you overworked yourself again?" you softly ask him as he climbs into bed with you. He lays next to you and holds your hand.
you softly kiss him on the cheek, and he looks over at you.
"Y/N..." he mumbles, his voice sounding exhausted.
"Honey, come here... you sound so tired," you purr, pulling Marx into your arms and cuddling him.
"I'm fine," he insists, trying to pull away from you but he stops when he feels you kiss his neck.
Your fingers gently brush through his soft teal hair, and he lets out a sigh of contentment.
Marx's face blushes adorably. You look up at his face, and you can’t help but smile at how cute he is.
You pull the blanket across both of your bodies and you hug him tighter. you bury your face in his neck and you kiss him all over as you delicately play with his hair.
"Y/N..." Marx whimpers in response to you kissing him. you continue pressing soft kisses to his neck and face, earning more whimpers from him.
You can tell that Marx is flustered and happy, so you start praising him to make him even happier.
"I'm so proud of you, honey, you work so hard... I love how sweet you are, so adorable" you keep kissing him and whispering in his ear.
a soft cry came out of him so you pause and lift your gaze to meet his again.
"Y/N...i love you so much..." Marx cries out happily. You gently wipe away his tears and kiss him on the lips.
"I love you too, baby... you're so pretty when you cry," you whisper comfortingly to him, and you notice his cute, endearing smile.
"T-thank you..." Marx sighs and you remember that he's tired.
"O-Oh, I'm sorry for keeping you up, honey," you apologize and he softly kisses your forehead.
"It's alright, darling..." he sighs as he starts to drift off to sleep.
"I love you, Marx," you mumble into his chest as you fall asleep as well.
Later, when you wake up, you hear Marx's soft breathing. you gaze up at him and you notice how pretty he is when he's asleep.
You carefully bury your face in his neck again and start touching his hair really gently so you don't wake him.
"Y/N...?" You hear him murmur your name in a tired voice.
"Sorry for waking you up baby..." you almost whimper. Marx then kisses you on the lips gently.
"It's fine, darling," he mumbles, his voice tired, but soft.
"Your voice is so pretty, even when you just woke up," you purr, placing a hand on his cheek. he gives you a weary but adorable smile.
Marx looks up at the clock and softly gasps.
"I-i need to get ready and go, soon," he says, gently moving you and almost getting out of bed when he feels your hand gently tugging his arm.
"Honey, i don't think you have work today," you insist.
"Oh... right, I have a day off today..." he looks over at you tiredly, his cheeks lightly blushing with embarrassment.
You tug his arm again gently, and Marx climbs back into bed and kisses you on the lips.
"Let's spend time together..." you whisper into his lips. Marx nods in agreement.
"I love you... my darling..." Marx sinks into your shoulder, and you rub his back.
"I love you too."
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Out For Milk:
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Blinky’s POV:
I was furious! Entirely, bloody, furious! I wasn’t sure if it was even at anyone in particular or just in general. Which was becoming more and more common recently. It was concerning.
And now there were people in my house, eating my food, taking up my space. I didn’t want to be here right now, but there was no where to go. So I simply had to grin and bear it. Our guests were practically the most well mannered bunch either.
Watching that Scottish sleezeball talking up Manon all night and getting a bit too close was making my stomach turn. I wasn’t partially hungry at the moment. And watching that made me loose my appetite entirely. I hated him and his stupid accent and his stupid face. Who did he think he is? Sitting in Otis’s chair, sitting in my fathers chair. Talking to Otis’s girl, my Doe Eyes…
When dinner was over, I wasn’t even in the mood to help the family. Sure, if the obsoletely needed my help with something, I would stop everything for them. But I just wasn’t feeling up for it right now. The torture, the screaming, the begging… the smell… it was all too much sometimes. I didn’t want to worry anyone, so I told Spaulding I wasn’t feeling well and I was gonna go lay down in my hammock.
It was good to let someone know where you were when there was strangers in the home. In case someone escaped and tried to hurt you, someone would know where you were. Which was part of the reason I was entirely fuming with unriddled rage right now. Where the hell was he. Screw my stupid swearing rule…
I wasn’t better than anyone. Certainly not for watching my language. Not after the things I’ve done. The things I’ve seen and allowed to happen. The things I’ve kept a secret. I knew the sounds would be loud in the house, RJ and Baby liked to listen to music while they tortured. And the screams were loud themselves. When I was certain I was alone I finally let it out.
“FUCK!”
I shouted as loud as I could, expelling all the air from my tiny lungs. And damn did that feel good. How did my like even get here? How did all the paths I took lead me to this lifestyle? Lead me to become a monster just like the rest of them?
But what’s even the point? You can’t undo the things you’ve done. I can’t unkill the people that have died. Unstained my hands with blood. But I didn’t feel guilty… not about most of them at least. And certainly not about that brain dead imp who attacked my Doe Eyes.
So then what the hell was I feeling guilty about? Darla? I guess she didn’t really deserve what happened to her. Her only fault was loving my brother. But then again, I was once guilty of the same crime. When I was younger, more naïve.
My mother?
No.
There was feeling there but guilt was pointedly missing. Relief. Regrets for not doing it myself. Joy.
But all this talk about guilt was making me sound like Ghost. And who am I to scold her, while doing the exact same thing myself. I didn’t even believe in a god, so then… what was I afraid of? Who was I afraid would judge me? My family wouldn’t… they love me. They loved me possibly more now. And I didn’t care about anyone else’s opinion.
Emotions were frustrating! They made no sense! They weren’t logical! They couldn’t be calculated! And I hated them! I couldn’t relax so I went to my other spot around the house, back up to the roof. I hadn’t been back up there since the day my mom came here. Perhaps I’d take a nap, stop thinking for a little while…
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I heard the familiar sound of a truck door slamming and very hair on my body stood on end. I quickly sat up, rushing over to the other end of the roof and peaking over the edge. My eyes widened when I saw a tuft of white hair.
He was really home. I watched him go inside. He didn’t seem in too bad of a mood, but I was curious. Curious maybe wasn’t the primary emotion I was feeling right now. But curious none the less. I waited a second after the front door closed, and swung down from the roof. My landing getting better each time I did it.
I crept inside and stayed hidden. Which wasn’t that hard considering my size, and the fact that I almost never wore shoes unless I had to. It made being quiet easier, the exact opposite of Otis’s heavy work boots that currently slapped against the floor. How he ever managed to sneak up on Manon is beyond me. He could be quiet no more than Baby could.
I wasn’t surprised he went straight to his room. It made sense. It was night time. He must have been tired. But I was a little hurt that he didn’t stop at my room along the way, considering it was before his. I debated following him into his room, but I knew Manon was probably already asleep. And I was far too angry right now for that to be a good plan.
I didn’t want to break anything. Or more specificity her, if Otis and I got into a fight. It didn’t happen often, in fact, almost never. We’d only been in a fight once before, and it was far worse than harmless bickering. I didn’t talk to him for nearly half a month, and that wasn’t something I really wanted to do again. I sighed, gently leaning against the thin wall for a moment.
I heard a small squeak come from Manon, which meant he must have woken her up. Jerk. I pushed myself off the wall and went over to my room. I was still working on making a space for Ghost that was just her own. So I was pleasantly surprised to find the older girl wasn’t currently asleep in my bed. She’d been hanging out with RJ a lot more recently. I’m entirely convinced she must have brain damage, because no sane person would choose to sleep in RJ’s room.
I threw myself down onto the bed, bouncing for a moment from the force of it. I let out a low groan into my pillow. It felt childish which made me laugh. I was literally screaming into my pillow instead of just talking about my feelings. But maybe it was best if I slept on it, no? Let him sleep. Surely we’ll both be more level headed in the morning.
So why did I want to March threw that door and yell at him right now. Sometimes it was better to do absolutely nothing when I was trying to work on my impulse control. The second I get up to move, I can’t guarantee my feet won’t just carry me where my heart wants me to go right now. Twenty or so minutes must have passed of me just breathing face down on my bed, until a string of noise caught my attention.
Without my headphones on, I could hear sounds from Otis’s room at night sometimes. And tonight was no different, or so I thought. But I frowned when I recognised those sounds, realised the situation currently unfolding in his room. I groaned, pulling my pillow over my head and covering my ears.
It would be almost impossible to sleep now with that thought in my head. I curled my legs up into my chest and just laid like that until I feel asleep once more. If not out of exhaustion than out of sheer want to make the noises stop.
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It was early the next morning and I was already up, having woken up several times throughout the night. I assumed RJ and Selena must be out walking the Dog. His door was left open and neither of them where inside, nor in the kitchen. Which I was glad for, I didn’t like having that thing in the house.
Sure it was cute, but that dog could tear me to shreds if it wanted to. And I never wanted to get close enough to find out if it liked me or not. Mama and Spaulding were in the kitchen however.
“Morning sunshine, get any sleep last night?” Cap asked me, sipping his coffee.
I shrugged, grabbing my cup that was always left down from the cabinet so I could reach it. I poured myself a glass of juice and hopped up on the counter.
“Having a good morning?” I asked lazily.
“It’s certainly morning.” He responded.
“Need any help down at the store today?”
I wanted an excuse to be out of the house. But sadly, no such excuse came.
“It’s just stock day, but if you wanna help at the odd shop later tonight, I could use a stage assistant.” He grinned.
I smiled happily into my cup. Spaulding always had a crazy scheme doing on in that bald head of his. I sometimes thought that if he had hair, all his ideas would be blocked. That’s how it felt for me sometimes. And on those days it helped to tie my hair up.
“What kind of act?” I asked.
He tapped the pull saw on the table with a smirk and my grin matched his. Ahh yes, the classic sawing your assistant in half. I imagine he picked it cause we had some fresh innards from our catch yesterday. The audience would have no idea how “real” the special effects were for the show. And that was the best part.
A magicians job was to wow the audience, keep their attention. But the assistants job was to distract them. It was like two people competing for the lead. And the audience had no idea they were playing right into your hand. Looking only where you wanted them to, seeing only what you wanted to.
I was good at keeping peoples attention, just as easily as I could disappear. People stared or ignored me, wether I liked it or not. But when I could control it, boy was that a feeling. Puppeteering the audience was a high you couldn’t quite recreate.
“I’ll be there.” I said.
He gave me a small smile before mama finally spoke up for the day.
“Need any help with your look kid? Baby took Manon to the city today for some shopping…”
“Sure Mama, I would love that.” I said.
The air in the room was comfortable until a certain white haired man walked in. I kept my head down at the table, this was one of those moments that despite my best efforts, I couldn’t just make myself not exist.
“Morning Mama, Spaulding-“ he greeted as he went to the fridge and poured himself a glass of milk.
I cringed internally. How he and RJ could just drink plain cows milk was beside me. I giggled slightly under my breath, noting my disgust at that, but not witnessing RJ bash someone’s face on the dinner table last night. Manon would be proud of me for getting out all the blood stains on the kitchen.
It wasn’t her I was mad at. That wouldn’t be fair. Her only fault is having emotions. But I wanted her to be happy. Of course, I wanted Otis to be happy too. But I couldn’t just forgive him for this so easily. I knew it was only a anger of seconds before he finally greeted me, and I didn’t want to hear it. So I quickly got up from my seat, trying to flee the room.
I spun around on my heel when a wrist caught mine in the hallway. Normally I had more tact, but right now I was in no mood to struggle with reigning in my emotions.
“Don’t touch me right now-“ I said lowly, glaring up at my father figure.
He raised an amused bro at me, but made now attempt to drop my arm.
“You’re avoiding me kid-“
“Don’t call me that right now!” I seethed a little louder.
He finally seemed to understand I wasn’t joking around. He dropped my arm but made no attempt to move or step back to give me some space. So I took a few steps back for him, afraid if I didn’t I’d lash out and hit him.
I could feel a meltdown coming and I really didn’t want to deal with that today. It was stupid to be getting this upset, but he hurt me. I was sick of just letting people hurt me.
“Blinky?” He asked a little softer.
It was rare to see Otis Driftwood be nice, let alone soft. It was like his antithesis. I groaned under my breath, grabbing his arm this time and dragging him upstairs to my room. I closed the door, and we just stood there in silence for a second.
“You’re breathing too heavy, slow down a bit-“ he offered.
“I know how to breath idiot! I don’t need your help!” I spat.
He just sighed, leaning against my dresser. I took a few deep breaths, him not daring to say anything else.
“You left…” I said softly, just barely above a whisper.
“What?” He asked.
I had to admit, despite how mad I was right now. It was still calming to hear his voice. See him. Having felt Jim to prove he was real and I wasn’t still sleeping.
“You went away and you didn’t tell anyone where you were going… when you’d be back-“ I hung my head.
Ashamed that all this anger wasn’t really fair to him. This was my issue. He shouldn’t have to cater to it, so why did I want him to? Why did I desperately crave it? That normal type of relationship a child should have with their father.
And that’s what he was. I’d accepted that in my heart only a few months after I got here. It was the relationship that made sense. Benefited both of us in very different ways. Something we both craved desperately. He too hung his head, a rare moment where it seemed like Otis Driftwood was at a loss for words.
Our family didn’t really do apologises. It wasn’t in their nature. And I’d be foolish to expect one. But it was even more foolish to underestimate Otis.
“I’m sorry Kid, I wasn’t thinking.” He said.
It sounded angry, like he was upset with himself. Which only served to make me feel worse. Revenge felt nice, sure, but hurting the people you cared about didn’t.
“I didn’t mean to ruin your mood-“ I offered quickly.
He held up a hand to stop me.
“You’re not in charge of my feelings kid. Just like I’m not in charge of yours.”
I nodded simply.
“I wasn’t gonna leave you.” He spoke up after an uncomftqbly long silence.
“I didn’t know that…”
I sighed, throwing myself back down onto my bed and staring up at the ceiling.
“I heard yelling so I came to check it out. And then you stormed off and didn’t come back for a whole day. A whole day-“
“I needed some time.”
“And that’s fine. But you could have said something. Anything… even Manon didn’t know if you were coming home. You know she cried?”
I asked, finally looking up at him for the first time in half an hour. His face looked tried, but it was scrunched up in that way where he was thinking. It was hardly a good thing for anyone involved when Otis and Baby where thinking. I sighed.
“I’m tired of people leaving me…” I admitted.
Otis tried to speak but I cut him off. I wanted to finish my thought it it would go unspoken seemingly forever.
“No. I’m not finished.”
He closed his mouth, letting me speak.
“And I’m tried of being everyone’s second choice. Selena has RJ, Mama has Spaulding, Baby has you and you have… Doe-“
I fidgeted with my fingers, letting out a laugh that was more like a scoff.
“And when you went to her first yesterday. That hurt me. A lot.”
My words just kinda fizzled out after that. I lifted my head off the bed too look at Otis who was being scarily quiet. If I’d been anyone else, I’m sure I would have been dead for talking to him like that. Cutting him off. But that was oddly reassuring, it let me know that even if we weren’t great at this exact moment, some part of him did genuinely care.
“Don’t ever leave me again.”
I said, sitting up and staring at him intensely.
“Wouldn’t dream of it kid-“ he finally said.
He sat down at the edge of the bed. Something that would seem natural to a normal father, but was award for Otis.
“I didn’t know you felt that way.” He said.
He seemed to bite off the second part of his sentence, whatever word were on his tongue being shoved down.
“You didn’t ask.”
I shrugged.
“Nobody ever does.”
I placed a hand on his in a reassuring manner.
“It’s fine, I’ll get over it. This is my issue-“
It was Otis’s turn to cut me off this time.
“As fucked up as we all are kid. This is still a family Blinky, you’re family. And as much of an asshole as I am-“
“I know.” I said softly.
I wasn’t gonna make him say it. “I care.” Was a hard phrase to say around these parts.
“You ain’t mad about Doe and I?” He asked Hopfully.
“Oh, I’m furious about that. You don’t treat her right. But I’m assuming you’ll change that after this conversation-“
He knew what that tone meant. He’d heard me use it before with my mother.
“You’re right. I ain’t being fair to her.” He sighed. “She just drives me insane-“ he admitted.
I couldn’t help but grin at that. It was kinda cute. The way I felt about my Macy. Another thing they never asked about. And maybe I was content to keep that my secret a little longer.
“Women.” I said simply.
Throwing myself back down on my bed and laughing. Otis leaned down on the bed too, the two of us just staring at the ceiling.
“Wanna get high dad?” I asked, turning my head to him.
He smiled lazily, his teeth somehow still menacing.
“Now that sounds like the best idea you’ve had all morning kid.”
An: I just wanted to start with a shorter piece that seemed less daunting to write. So this takes place after Otis comes home after storming off. I wanted to show more of a soft side to Otis. And more of Blinky when they aren’t masking. Hope you enjoyed it! Sorry it took so long to write👍 but I’m getting back it not the swing of things!
Tag: @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @myers-meadow-selfship @queer-and-utter-chaos
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