#aarrrgh x reader

[troblesomelover]

Imagine Blinky and Agrh adopting a small human child and when they get to their teens they become quite the handfull. I'm talking party's, loud music, flirting with Jim and Toby when they come to vist. But Blinky eventualy gets tired of it and throws them into studying saying he's gonna make a smart kid out of a reble. Argh thinks that they should be able to express themselves as they want. They end up running away for a little bit but come back when they relize that their troll dads protect them.

#Trollhunters imagine #trollhunters argh x reader #Blinky x reader #aarrrgh x reader #Trollhunters

[troublesometrollhunters]

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.

#toa x reader #trollhunters x reader #poly relationship #toa aarrrgh #toa arrrgh #toa aarrrgh x reader #toa arrrgh x reader #trollhunters aarrrgh #trollhunters argh #trollhunters aarrrgh x reader #trollhunters arrrgh x reader #trollhunters argh x reader #blaarrrgh #toa blinky #toa blinkous #toa blinky x reader #toa blinkous x reader #trollhunters blinky galadrigal #trollhunters blinkous #trollhunters blinky x reader #trollhunters blinky galadrigal x reader #fluff

[alovesongshewrote]

Almost A Thousand Years - Wizard Underground | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot:  You’ve known Hisirdoux Casperan for almost a thousand years.  You’ve hated him for almost a thousand years.  And for almost a thousand years, you’ve been cursed to feel each others pain.  But somewhere in that time, things changed.  [Hisirdoux Casperan x Mostly Gender Neutral but Probably Female Presenting Based on How Historical Men Treat Them!Reader]

Word Count:  7,579

Warnings: Canonical Character Death!! (and torture) 

A/N:  buckle up kiddos, it’s about to get angsty.  the gif does not match the energy at all, but it’s from the episode so,  yeeeeet

Taglist:  @furblrwurblr @rainningdoom @fluffydmonkey @blondie0458 @sitherin-mxschief @jinxedleo @lawlesshedgehog @einahpetsyarcip @dolphincommander @sorrels-scribbling @anxious-stitcher @alive-and-afraid @animedweeb333 @douxiesdamsel @saroski05 @justarandomhoman @tales-of-hisirdoux​ @blixeon​​ @yagirlcheesely​

When the green cleared, the sky looked more or less the same.  Dark, stars, clouds.  It was clear you were home though, both from Douxie saying so and the immediate urge you had to murder him.  Well, you couldn’t say you weren’t expecting it, but it still sucked.  The drive to end Douxie’s life was always a real mood killer whether or not you were expecting it.

“Welcome back to the twenty-first century!”

“Ah!  Sweet pollution!  How I missed you!”  Steve choked as he inhaled a lungful of said filthy air.  Normally, that wouldn’t be a great thing, but you were sort of thankful for it this time.  It distracted Douxie from the whimper that left your lips, from the way you sank to the ground, clinging to the railings, struggling against yourself.  This was Not Fun.

Steve, however, was still having a wonderful time, “Heh!  And reception!!  Hot dang!  So many messages.”

From the high-pitched chimes that rang out through the air, you could only guess that Steve was looking at his phone.  You couldn’t really see at the moment due to the sudden and blinding pain in your stomach.  That was new!  You weren’t really sure why that was happening, or how Douxie didn’t feel it, but it probably had to do with the Arcane Order and your lack of homicide!

Across the ship, Jim let out a scream, the shard in his chest glowing red and sinking deeper.  Fucking lovely.  That was two of you in shard related pain.  What was next, you losing control and killing not only Douxie but everyone on this damn ship?  Another wave of pain rolled through you, which brought an end to your sarcastic thinking.  At this rate, that outcome looked less and less insane by the minute.  You bit your lip in a silent prayer that nothing else would go wrong.  Then Camelot fell out of the sky.

“Oh, shit.”

Douxie’s words shocked you enough for you to open your eyes and look at him.

“D-Douxie, you-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, I’m sorry, hang on tight, love!”

You did as instructed as your wizard flew the ship towards the falling castle, pulling up right beside it at what appeared to be the perfect time.

“Need a lift?”

“Douxie!” you could hear Toby’s voice, but you couldn’t see him.  The momentary release granted to you by shock had worn off, and now all you had left was the pain.  You shut your eyes and kept them closed, focusing on not passing out, or committing murder, or passing away.  Actually, that last one might not have been so bad.  At least it would end your suffering and the threat you were to others.  That wasn’t going to happen though.

You could hear Archie now, the familiar’s voice was… well, familiar, and it was comforting to you, in an odd way, “But you’re trapped in the past!”

“Not anymore!”

“Took you long enough.  We have much to talk about.  Like- them?”  you didn’t have to see Merlin to know he was talking about you, and in your current state, you were indeed worthy of conversation.  You were curled into a ball, shoved against the rails of the ship and trying your damnedest not to cry.  You felt like shit, you probably looked like shit, and Merlin didn't even like you in the first place, so yeah, you were something worth mentioning.

“D-don’t worry,” you choked out, “I’m fine.  Focus- on Jim.”

Douxie did not want to focus on Jim.  He didn’t want to focus on anything except for you at that exact moment.  What was happening to you?  Why was the love of his life doubled over and in obvious pain when he barely felt a thing?  More than anything Douxie wanted to help you.  He wanted to make the pain stop, and he wanted to hold you close and make sure you were okay, but Jim, unfortunately, or fortunately depending on the pov, had perfect dramatic timing.  

The poor boy let out a groan, the shard glowing red once again, and causing everyone more concern.  You knew there was no way in hell he could have heard what you said, and the groan was probably because Aarrrgh, Toby and Blinky had all boarded the ship which made it move a bit, but you liked to think he was on your side.  

You could hear Toby scream something that sounded like a question, and you knew that Merlin replied, but there was only one voice that mattered to you.  He said your name, sounding scared and anxious.  It broke your heart, but you said nothing.  You didn’t want him to notice you any more than he already had, because if he did, he would try to help, and that meant getting close to you, and if he did that he’d probably receive a broken neck for his troubles.  Nobody wanted that. Least of all you.

“I-I’m getting everyone home safe, as promised.”

Merlin said something else, and you felt another shift as something, or rather, someone, landed on the ship.  A small squeak left you, you couldn’t help it.  Everything just hurt so bad, and you honestly didn’t know how Douxie wasn’t feeling it.  You were thankful for that, of course, you’d never wish for him to be in pain, ever, but this was just so intense!  You could barely function, you just had to keep breathing, hoping that the next inhale would somehow end the pain.  

Another series of squeaks and gasps escaped you as Douxie maneuvered the ship through a field of castle-shaped debris.  In any other situation, you’d have complimented him, but at that moment, you were trying to avoid causing anyone any bodily harm.  It was difficult while you were flying, but as soon as you landed, things got wayyyy harder.

Douxie approached you cautiously, not wanting to hurt you and not wanting to trigger anything that might make you hurt him.  The rest of the squad had jumped off the ship, so for it was just you and your wizard.  For all intents and purposes, you were alone with the person you’d been sent to kill.  There was nothing stopping you.  His hands were raised in surrender for god’s sake.  Why was he making this so difficult?

“Douxie, you need to go.”

“I- no, I’m not leaving you, we have to go, we have to get somewhere safe-”

“No, you need to- just get off the ship, I’ll join you in a second.”  

That was a total lie, of course, but he didn’t need to know that.  He didn’t seem to register it, either.  He just looked at you sadly before taking a step back.

“We’ll fix this.  I promise you, we’ll fix this.  I’m not going to let anything else hurt you.”

You tried to laugh, but the attempt was pathetic, “I know.”

And then he was gone.  You could hear Jim screaming somewhere in the night.  The sound drowned everything out, submerging you in a sea of guilt.  That kid had suffered through so much, and now this.  You knew his pain.  He didn’t deserve this, and there was nothing you could do to save him.

Douxie was going through the same motions.  You were in pain, you didn’t deserve it, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it.  Not yet, anyway.  He was bound and determined to help you, to end the nightmare you were living in.  And it was indeed, your nightmare.  He couldn’t feel a thing, even after centuries of sharing your pain.  Even now, he could still feel the ache of your cracked ribs, but there was nothing beyond that.  He didn’t know what was happening to you, or why, but he knew it terrified him.  If this, whatever it was, took you from him, he didn’t know what he would do.  He couldn’t stand to lose you.  Not after all of this.  Even as he spoke with Merlin, his thoughts never left you.  The image of you curled around yourself, face contorted with pain, lips bleeding as you bit them to stay silent, would haunt him for the rest of his days.

You, however, were haunted by something else.

“Nari, come back to us and finish the work you have begun!”

“You misunderstand our grand vision.”

Oh, fuck.  

You pulled yourself up, desperately clinging to the rail, pausing every time your vision went white.  You weren’t sure yet whether you were going to run away or fight, but the first thing you needed to do was hide.  If you chose to run, they couldn’t see you.  If they did, they would chase you, capture you, and torture you again.  If you chose to fight, you wanted the element of surprise.  So, yeah.  Hiding was a good plan.  

You threw yourself over the edge of the ship.  It was not graceful in the slightest, but no one saw, so it worked out well enough.  Your plan was going according to plan, even if everything hurt and you longed for the sweet release of death.  You let yourself lean on the ship for a second, closing your eyes against the pain.  The cold metal stung where it met your skin.  It sucked.  Everything sucked.  This whole Order ordeal sucked.  You wanted to go home.  But where even was home?  Right, it was the black-haired wizard boy with the shitty dye job who you’d loved for years.  

A green light flashed on the other side of the ship, and you knew you had to make a choice.  Either run, and keep running, the same thing you’d been doing since you escaped your life as a spy, or stay and fight.  Run or go back to the start of your story and change the meaning.  To fight, not for Gunmar and an eternal night, but to protect the people you loved, the town you lived in, and the punk wizard who owned your heart.  Yeah, no.  That choice was already made for you.  It had been for almost a thousand years.

Without a sound, you dragged yourself around the ship and waited for the right moment.  It came faster than you’d expected, but that wasn’t a huge deal.  You snuck behind the green Knight, and when he demanded surrender, you struck him with your sword.  He stumbled forward for a second, and that was it.  The only solid hit you made in that fight.  Ah, the element of surprise, everyone’s favourite element.

You ducked as the Knight's sword sliced at your throat.  Your movements were delayed by a few seconds, but you couldn’t focus on that right now.  You just had to keep going.  

Your sword clashed with his, once, twice, a third time, and on that third, you were sent flying back.  You scrambled to your feet just in time for another attack, this one accompanied by words.  Whether it was a monologue or a taunt you couldn’t tell.  Your brain was focused on not dying.  You heard him call you a traitor, and a servant before he declared that your soul was his.  You didn’t have a smart response for that, so you just kept fighting.

Up, down, side, dodge, sweep the leg, parry, twist left, over and over again.  You were almost on autopilot, one hand still clutching your busted ribs, the other doing its best to keep you alive.  There was no coherent thought, just adrenaline and movement.  Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, select start.  Jeep, dodge, ram him with your face, or whatever the hell else kept you alive.  There was nothing left but basic instinct and training that you’d never forgotten.  This was your fight.  And you weren’t actually that bad for someone who was half-dead.  At least, you weren’t until the Green Knight knocked the sword from your hand and grabbed you by the throat.  

Everything went numb.  Your vision was lighter as if a filter covered the world making everything bright and hard to look at.  You heard everything and nothing at the same time.  It was all… dull.  Like you were hearing the battle from somewhere far away.  Douxie screamed something that you couldn’t make out, there was a muffled guitar riff, another scream, someone calling you a traitor, and- wait.  What in the fresh hell was that?  Did someone just fucking roar?

You were dropped, and you rolled out of the way just in time to see a troll you’d never met charge at the Knight.  You sat still for a minute, struck dumb by this turn of events.  Then you felt yourself freeze, ice creeping into your veins as you realized what was going on.  You couldn’t hear Jim screaming anymore.  You looked back to the ship.  He wasn’t there.  That left one, probably unreasonable explanation.  The new troll was Jim.  Fuck.

Pulling yourself to your knees, you took another look at your friends, gathered by the ship.  It looked, for a moment, like Douxie or Claire would run into the fight.  You couldn’t let that happen.  So, you did the one thing you could think of, the one thing that would keep them out of this.  You stabbed yourself in the leg.  It wasn’t a big stab, just a little one.  Just enough to convince Douxie that you’d lost control and were now out for his blood.  It didn’t work as well as you’d hoped.  You could see your wizard fall to one knee.  His eyes met yours, and for one second, everything was still.  He was there, and you were here, and you were both alive, but on opposite sides of this battle.  That’s how it had always been.  Maybe that’s how it was always supposed to be.  You were back at the start again.  A scared kid on the wrong side, clinging to what little light you had left.  There were tears in your eyes.  You don’t know how they got there.  Maybe it was the stab wound, but you didn’t really believe that.  Taking a deep breath, you shook your head.  He saw you.  He stood.  And then they were gone.

You smiled, for a second, despite the tears streaming down your face.  They were safe, for now.  They had a chance.  Your momentary peace didn’t last long.  Holding his sword above him, the Knight took control of Jim, the red light that ran through his veins turned green, leaving the troll on his hands and knees.  At the same time, the pain in your stomach subsided, allowing you to stand, finally.  You readied your own blade, but before anything could be accomplished, the Knight turned to you.  For once, you could hear what he was saying.

“Attack and the beast dies.”

There was no other choice.  You couldn’t let anything bad happen to Jim.  You lowered your weapon just as Bellroc jumped from the castle and landed in front of you.

“Take them with us,” you flinched back at their voice.  That sound only brought back memories that you would rather forget.  Fear took you, and you allowed the Green Knight to grab your shoulder and guide you back to the castle.  This was not going to be fun.

Speaking of things that weren’t fun, Douxie was having the worst possible time right now.  After hiding in an alley, making his way to Hex Tech, and dealing with a less than pleased Zoe (which involved explaining that he had found you, found out exactly why you left, and lost you again,) he was more than a little bit tired, which was fair.  To make matters worse, his leg stopped hurting somewhere between the field and the alleyway.  You were on the Order’s ship.  They had you, and god knows what they could do to you without him knowing.  Quite honestly, Douxie was beyond terrified at this point.  He wasn’t really sure what he was.  In any other circumstance, he may have been paralyzed by pure fear and anxiety, but someone had to keep Claire from murdering Merlin, so paralysis was a no go.  He was sure he’d have time for a nice mental breakdown later, after you were safe.  For now, he would focus on keeping the peace, making sure nothing got broken, and forming a plan to get you and Jim home.

You were playing the same game with a different set of pieces.  You stayed silent and obedient, making yourself as small as possible to avoid taking up space and pissing off your captors.  No matter how panicked you were, you maintained an aura of calm for both your sake and Jim’s.  You couldn’t let your emotions slip.  Not here, not now.  Not that any of your efforts were doing much good.  You still flinched with every quick movement, bit your lip whenever someone got too loud.  This was not a good situation, and you were straight-up not having a good time.  It only got worse with the resurrection of Morgana.  It was all too loud, too bright, too- too familiar.  This was too close to what happened the last time you were here, and you were terrified.  

Your hands were cold.  You tried to focus on that, but for the life of you, you couldn't stop thinking about every bad thing that happened to you within these walls.  Someone was yelling, someone else screaming, and you couldn’t tell whether it was real, or if it was a memory.  You didn’t even care that the Green Knight was the old king.  You just wanted to leave, but for now, against all odds, you had to stay calm.  It was not working.  At all.  Especially when the room turned on you.

“And as for you, treasonous witch,” y’know, that wasn’t a very original take coming from a primordial ice god.  You were honestly a little disappointed.  In terms of torture, Skrael had always been a bit more creative.  Perhaps, subconsciously, you’d expected that to carry over.  It didn’t.  In any other situation, you would’ve told him to get some new material, but Bellroc swiftly prevented that by throwing you into the center of the room.  You hit the ground hard.  Hard enough to blur your vision and clear your mind, but there was no time to process the pain.

“You have failed us,” the flaming demigod’s voice darted from high tones to low ones, sending a chill down your spine.  If Bellroc was angry enough to lose control of their voice, you were beyond screwed.

Both demigods drew nearer to you, looming over your damaged figure, “You will pay for this.”

You winced, preparing for the burn of ice or fire on your skin, but no impact came.  Instead, you felt a harsh tug on your hair as Bellroc forced you to face them.  Both demigods looked way too calm, though you could feel their anger, a flaming riot beneath their skin despite their icy exteriors.  Their rage alone was almost enough to hurt, but what came next was worse.

“You are much too fond of that wizard apprentice… we will make sure he suffers for all of your mistakes.”

You felt yourself shaking as Skrael rasped out the threat, but you didn’t have much more time to react before you were thrown into a wall.  That was where their fun began.

Douxie was having a significantly better time than you, but that didn’t mean he was enjoying himself. Over the sounds of Blinky cursing autocorrect, Merlin and Claire were having a battle of ideologies right in front of my metaphorical salad.  The audacity.  This, of course, was not easy on your wizard.  His friend wanted to find a way to save her boyfriend.  His mentor wanted to move forward and run away.  Douxie also wanted to save Jim and you, but Merlin made a good argument about the fate of the universe and how if they didn’t leave now everyone would die.  That argument, however, was not enough to erase the memory of your face from his mind.  He still saw that image, you, distorted with pain and struggle every time he closed his eyes.  The fighting only made things worse; especially when Merlin decided to put that face on screens around the room, side by side with Jim’s new troll form.  I don’t know why he thought that was a good idea, but it was Not helping Douxie.

“James Lake and (Y/N) (L/N) are corrupted, gone!  They cannot be brought back!”

“Or you’re just too stubborn to try!”

“Please, you both have solid points!”  he could hear the stress and fear in his own voice.  Good.  Maybe it would make the universe feel bad for him and it would just… throw you through a window at him or something.  He didn’t know or care at that point.  He was too tired for this and too awake for it at the same time.  His eyes hurt.  His jaw hurt.  Everything hurt except his leg which was just another reminder of how much he missed you.  God, he was having an awful day, and it was going to get worse.

“I will not jeopardize the mortal plane for one troll and one wayward witch!”

“It’s what they’d do for us!”

“And look where that got them!” This outburst from his former Master frustrated Douxie enough to make him slam his head into the nearest flat surface and keep it there.

“What!?” Claire exclaimed, the screens around the room went black, your face and Jim’s hidden from view.  It would’ve been a relief if Douxie had looked up to see it. “Come on, back me up here.  Anybody?  Archie?  Douxie?”

He heard the question in her voice.  Will you stand up for your significant other, Casperan?  Or will you fail them again?  He let out a strangled groan to answer the question.

Archie’s answer was more dignified, “Don’t look at me, cats don’t have the right to vote.  Neither do dragons.  Yet.”

The familiar’s body glowed gold for a minute as he changed forms.  It was only a second of shining light, but it was enough to give Douxie an idea.

“Wait a tick.  I know a way we can rescue Jim and (Y/N) without risking the world!”

“Is that so?”

“How?”

“If it works, it will be quite the little magic trick.”

And it would indeed be quite the little magic trick.  Risking life and limb to save you and Jim would be one hell of a feat, but if there was anyone who could pull it off, it was this specific team.  At least, that’s what Douxie told himself.  He had to.  He had to pretend there was hope and focus on the plan.  If he didn’t, his thoughts drifted to you, to what the Order could be doing to you, and that persistent question in his mind, the one that asked if you were alive at all.  You had to be.  You had to.  There wasn’t another option, though Douxie found, as he boarded the small ship, that fear was building in his chest.  A sense of dread surrounding what exactly they would find, lying still on the floor of the Order’s base.

Douxie was shaken from the hell in his head when Merlin spoke, something about being concerned with the plan and heading into a lion’s den.  Your wizard was growing tired of this.

“You gave me a staff because you trusted me, right?  So, trust me.”

“Very well.  I stand by your decision… wizard.”

The comment was shrugged off by its intended audience, “Everyone knows what they need to do.  If we pull this off, we’ll get our friends back.”

In his head, Douxie begged whatever godly forces were out there (that were Not Arcane Order aligned) that they would get their friends back in once piece, safe and sound; though as the lights of the Order’s ship shone in his face, blinding him, he knew that wouldn’t be the case.  Oh well.

“Arcane Order!” the ship shifted to face him, a sign that someone was listening, “We’re here to barter!”

The skull moved down through the air, clicking and groaning as it’s jaw dropped to form an entrance, or at least something close to one.  Douxie cast a glance back to his comrades, “And that means, ‘Come in.’”

“Wait, we’re flying into the bitey devil castle?” Steve asked incredulously, pointing at said bitey devil castle.  Douxie nodded and flew them into the bitey devil castle.  Bitey devil castle.  I want one.

Steve, however, would not agree with that sentiment.  Fear crossed over the teen’s face as their ship drew nearer to the larger craft.  He shook so much while exiting the boat that he just fell over.  Douxie, Merlin and Not-Nari failed to notice or maybe failed to care.  Either way, Steve had an opinion on all of this.  He did not like it, “Uh, this is supes dumb.  Like, even I know it’s dumb and we’re still gonna go inside?”

If you had been in your right mind and entering the skull with them, you would have agreed, 100%.  Unfortunately, you were not that.  Instead, you were deeper inside the horror-show palace, writhing with pain and unable to think clearly.  That sucked for you, but honestly, you were starting to get used to it.

 Douxie, however, was not used to nor prepared for the sudden pain that hit him like a wall of bricks as soon as he entered the Order’s den.  It started off intense, matching the pain you felt exactly, but it faded fast until it was a dull throb in the back of his mind.  They’d hurt you.  They’d hurt and maybe killed you because you didn’t kill him fast enough.  That thought, that fact was going to haunt him for the rest of his days.  He could already feel his breath coming faster, his chest rising and falling rapidly and leading him to disaster if he didn’t control it.  To avoid having a panic attack, your wizard took in his surroundings.  

The lair was, as many good evil lairs are, made of stone and lit light blue with moonlight.  It was quiet, empty, so much so that Douxie had to mention the overwhelming silence just to hear something.  Merlin did not respond.  At least, not to him.

“Good evening, Skrael.”

The ice demigod appeared in a twister of ice and sleet.  If he was anything other than an ice demigod, it would have been very uncomfortable, but alas, Skrael’s gotta Skrael, and that included monologuing in his chilling and creepy voice, “Surrendering already?  I was hoping for a little more cat and mouse.”

Douxie was suddenly very uncomfortable knowing that this was the company you were trapped with during your ten-year absence.  That this was all you’d heard for a decade.  Douxie wondered, for a moment, against his will, what exactly they’d said to you in the past ten years.  What horrors had you heard?  

The wondering only got worse when Bellroc decided to jump in with a threat of their own.  It was a classic, “You will be rewarded with a quick and painful death,” but Bellroc’s intimidating and ever-changing voice added a new level to the threat, something that most other villains lack.  The Green Knight didn’t even make a threat, he just growled like a basic bitch.  

Merlin didn’t care though.  Basic bitches or otherwise, he got straight to business, “A fight here will end poorly for all of us.  We seek a truce,” the old wizard turned to his apprentice and nodded.  It was time for someone who did care about basic bitches.

“Good evening, doers of evil and ancient terrors.  We have a proposal: a trade.  One of yours for one of ours,” Douxie moved forwards and back again, his lanky-ass limbs swishing through the air, trying to illustrate his point.  It was super effective.

“Our missing third in exchange for your troll mongrel?”

“You would give up your only advantage?  What does this gain you?”  both Bellroc and Skrael sounded confused, the perfect conditions for a lengthy explanation that would hopefully buy Claire all the time she needed to get Jim and you out safely. 

Douxie took a short breath, “Yes, well, an excellent question, one that requires a long, thoughtful, time-consuming answer.  Come on, Claire.”

Somewhere above your friends, your pain began to subside.  It wasn’t much, but it was enough for you to stand and make your way over to Jim.  You knew that it wasn’t really your boy, and you knew that he wouldn’t respond, but you made an attempt to speak with him anyway.  You owed him that much.

“Hey there, kid.”

He grunted and moved away from you, retreating into the darkness, “Woah, woah, woah, easy buddy, just- try and stay in one spot for me-” your voice caught in your throat as another wave of agony rolled through you.  If you didn’t know any better, you’d say the face of your old friend almost looked concerned.

You brought yourself back up, and a little gasp escaped you as the pain subsided.  You were okay for the moment, but you didn’t know how long that would last.  It was time to talk as fast as you could.

“Jim, honey, I need you to listen to me.  I know how hard this is.  I know what it’s like, trust me.  But we- we have to fight this.  You have a life to live, kiddo.  You need to get back to Claire, to Toby and the rest of them, and I-” you cut yourself off before you could say you needed to get home, to get to Douxie.  As much as you loved Jim, he was under the Order’s control.  They’d already threatened your wizard’s life, you didn’t need them knowing exactly how much he meant to you.  However, magic be damned, you had to get through to the boy inside this monstrous shell, “I know it’s hard, Jim, but I’m fighting this with you.  Neither of us are alone.”

He growled at you but didn’t respond outside of that.  It was time to be persistent. 

“I know.  But I need you to come back.  I need-” once again, you couldn’t say what you were thinking.  You couldn’t tell him that you needed proof, something to believe in that could maybe restore the last of your faith.  You needed to know that there was hope, that you could come back from this.  Jim Lake was one of the bravest and strongest kids you knew.  He’d been through so much, and in comparison to your age, he was just a baby.  If anyone could fight this, it would be him, and if he couldn’t, you weren’t sure if you could.  You drew a shaky breath before you continued, “I need you to come back, for Claire, Toby, your mom, for yourself.  You deserve better than this.”

He growled again, burrowing deeper into his hiding place.  You bit your lip, thinking of what to say next, but you were interrupted.  Someone was coming.  Now you needed to hide.

It wasn’t a member of the Order as you’d suspected.  Instead, Claire portaled into the room.  You had no idea how she got in here, but seeing her was better than seeing the alternative.  You stayed hidden while she spoke to Jim, almost feeling like you were intruding.  At least he actually talked to her.  You watched, hidden in shadows while she tried to coax him into leaving with her.  You stayed silent, which became a little more difficult when a sharp pain shot up your side.  You bit your lip to avoid crying out, but nothing could prevent the gasp that escaped you when you realized exactly where that pain had come from.  If it wasn’t yours, then that meant it was Douxie’s.  Douxie was somewhere in the castle.  

That thought drove a deep, unyielding fear straight into your heart.  You had to get to him, to protect him from the Order, curses and shards be damned.  You jumped from your hiding place, causing the briefest of distractions to Claire, Jim, and Morgana, who had joined the fray while you weren’t watching.  You paid them no mind, though.  Claire could portal out of here, Morgana could more than take care of herself, and Jim was Bellroc and Skrael’s new favourite weapon.  They would be okay.  But you?  If the sudden sharp pain in your back meant anything, you had somewhere else to be.

The first thing you saw was Jim, clinging to the ceiling above your wizard, ready to pounce.  You would have attacked him if your vision hadn’t gone green.  At first, you thought it was Merlin, trying in vain to protect Douxie, but then you realized exactly what was happening to you.  And that was much worse. 

Here, in close quarters with both the Green Knight and Douxie, the drive to kill your love had increased exponentially.  Your mind clouded with bloodlust, your hands seized your sword.  Before your eyes, you saw vivid flashes of green and red.  It didn’t take you long to realize that the red was his blood.  Or, it was supposed to be.  At any other time, these visions would have destroyed you, but at the moment they only added fuel to a raging fire; one that had gone out long ago but somehow burned anew in your chest.  For a moment, there was nothing but hate and rage towards the person you loved the most in this world.  For a moment, you feed yourself.

And it only got worse from there.  You leapt clear across the room, grabbing Douxie and putting your blade to his throat.  At the same time, Jim jumped down from the corner of the roof he’d been hiding in and collected Archie and Merlin, holding them at bay.  Out of all the things you’d been through, you decided that this was probably the worst.  You were so close, so close to killing him.  To ending his life, wiping his existence from this earth.  You could see the horror on Archie’s face, and on Merlin’s, for that matter.  You couldn’t see Douxie, but you could feel what he felt.  Betrayal, heartbreak, and fear.  So much fear.   He was afraid of you.  

If you went through with this, no one would ever forgive you, and you couldn’t blame them, but their scorn would be nothing compared to what you’d do to yourself.

You were vaguely aware of your surroundings.  Of Clarie and Steve getting themselves frozen, and of the ultimatum offered to Merlin.

“We propose new terms,” Bellroc said, their voice much calmer now that they were in control.

“Give us Nari, or he dies,” Skrael pointed towards you.  You could hear Archie yowling, Merlin yelling something and Douxie apologizing.  In any other situation, you would wonder what he was apologizing for.  Was it for trusting you?  For what, in his opinion, must've been failing his mentor and Master?  You had so many questions, but the answers didn’t matter.  You weren’t in any other situation.  You were there, in the Order’s castle faced with an ultimatum of your own.  Kill Douxie, the love of your life and the person you trusted more than anything, or fight to save him.  The answer to that question was clear.  You closed your eyes.  

The visions didn’t stop.  You tried to stop everything your body was doing, to drop your sword and free him, but you couldn’t seem to let go.  You bit your lip, tearing your skin with the effort, tears already coming to your eyes.

That’s when it started to hurt.  

Excruciating, agonizing white-hot pain spread across your body from deep inside your core.  You’d been hurt before, hell, you’d been tortured not much earlier, but this was beyond anything you had ever suffered through.  You dug your nails into Douxie’s shoulder, whimpering, slightly.  Your hand was clenched around the hilt of your blade, knuckles white, hands shaking.  It was all you could do to keep from screaming.  Your entire body felt like it was burning and freezing all at once.  The smell of blood and acid hung in the air.  The taste of metal stung your mouth.  Your muscles seized and relaxed in waves.  Tears collected in the corners of your eyes as your poor body battled against itself.  You strained against yourself, whispering apologies into the back of Douxie’s hoodie.  Your words, however, twisted into a mixed groan and scream.  Your mind went blank, and for a moment, you were nothing.  

The world was a void.  A painful, painful void.  You couldn’t focus on anything.  You ignored Merlin, his fight for Douxie’s life and his escape from Jim.  You paid no mind to the blasts of green magic and Bellroc’s frustrated screaming.  You couldn’t give any of it a second thought.  Instead, you kept going, locked in a battle of your own.  You had to keep breathing through the pain, to take back control.  And Douxie noticed.

“(Y/N),” his voice was low, and maybe a little broken, “(Y/N), I know you’re in there.  You don’t want to do this, you won’t- you can fight this.  You have to fight this.  Please, come back to me.” 

A gasp escaped you as the pain heightened, reaching a brand new peak.  You were 90% sure you were about to die.  You dropped your sword, and stumbled back, falling away from your wizard.  

For a second, there was nothing.  Then you opened your eyes.

And you felt everything.

For that second, for that one moment, you felt the world sink into place.  The pain was gone, and you didn’t want to kill any of your loved ones, and you were okay.  All you saw were hazel eyes.  It was all you needed to see.

But it was just a moment.  It didn’t last.  You felt a tug somewhere in you, within your magic, and you turned just in time to watch Merlin get stabbed.  

You’d never been close to the old wizard.  It was just how things turned out.  You were a spy and traitor and he was, well, Merlin.  There weren’t too many opportunities for bonding between you.  But you had to admit to yourself, you did care for the old fool.  He’d taken you on as an apprentice all those years ago, and even if you didn’t count it as a ‘real’ apprenticeship, it was.  He taught you about a side of magic you’d never known before, and for that, you had to be thankful.  And Douxie.  Oh, god, Douxie.  You knew how much the old wizard meant to him.  Merlin was his teacher, his mentor, the man who’d saved his life all those years ago and, in a sense, saved yours.  Almost a thousand years ago, Merlin had bonded you to that boy and given you the best thing in your life.  The two of you had your differences, but you would be forever in his debt.

Which is why you screamed as the blade tore through him.  You found yourself reaching out as he was thrown back to the earth, as if you could do anything to stop it.  You felt yourself go numb.  Douxie had a slightly more emotional reaction.

You braced yourself against a storm of blue magic, radiating from your wizard.  You stood, still as stone, while Jim, the Order, the Knight and Morgana (who’d joined the party at the most dramatic time possible) were blown back.  As soon as they were out of commission, you grabbed Archie, scooping the familiar into your arms.  In any other situation, the cat would have been fine with this, but at that moment, he struggled.  Archie frantically tried to escape your hold, motivated by an intense drive to get to Douxie’s side, to support him in whatever way he could.  You felt the same way.  

You took a step towards your wizard, but before you could get to him, he turned.  His eyes were glowing.  Blue.  He yelled for you to run, to get away from there, but you were frozen in place by a force you couldn’t name.  The difference in his magic, in his soul, could not go unnoticed.  He was stronger, somehow, and it stopped you.  The light behind his eyes sent a shock through your system.  Douxie was never one to use offensive spells on you outside of a full-on fight, but he was out of time and out of options.  He threw you and Archie towards the others, calling out another “Get out of here!” before breaking a window and flying out of it.  You didn’t even have time to process that.  You just did as you were told, jumping through a shadow portal without a second thought. 

Earth was colder than you remembered it.  

But then again, maybe that was just a side-effect of travelling by shadow portal.

The most likely option, though, was that it had something to do with the scene before you.

Merlin was on the ground.  He looked smaller, weaker than you’d ever seen him before.  That thought on its own was horrifying.  Merlin was the definitive master wizard.  He was the strongest of your kind, your leader, in a sense.  He was everything a good wizard was supposed to be.  And you could feel him dying.

You weren’t the only one.

“-Hold still.  I can fix this, I-I-I can fix this-”

I can fix this.

I can fix this.

You’d heard that one before.   

You’d heard that one a lot, actually.  If Douxie had a catchphrase outside of kid-friendly swears, it would probably be “I can fix this.”

He was always so determined to keep everyone safe and to prove himself.  Every mess he found himself in, he’d insist that he could fix it.  He could fix time.  He could fix your broken heart.  He could fix the world one day if he wanted to.

But you weren’t sure he could actually fix this.  

You took a small step forward, releasing Archie from your hold.  Douxie said nothing, at least not to you.  He kept repeating those words, over and over again.  You could hear him start to lose hope.

“Douxie-”

“(Y/N), help me, please.  You have to help me save him- we can fix this.  I can-”

“Stop, Hisirdoux,”  Merlin’s voice brought your attention back to him, “No one can.  Do not blame yourself.”

You took a few more steps forward before kneeling at Merlin’s other side.  The part of you that was trained in medicine, a part of you that you were almost surprised to still possess after today, took in Merlin’s injuries.  You hated to admit it, but he was right.  There was no hope here.  Dread settled in your stomach as you realized these wounds, and therefore this death, were, in some way, your fault.

 “I’m sorry.  I should have listened to-” you stole a quick glance at Douxie.  He was doing as well as one might expect.

“No, no.  I’m sorry,” the old wizard winced and you put a hand on his shoulder, using what little power you had left to ease his pain.  It would not save him, but it might make passing a little more peaceful.  He nodded at you, the most approval you’d ever received from the old man, before he continued, “I spent a lifetime serving the wrong master, trying to save this world.”

“You can’t!  You’re Merlin, the greatest wizard of all time!”  Douxie collapsed onto Merlin, and you could tell from the small tremors that ran through him that he was crying.  The old wizard put a hand on his back, trying to comfort him.  You felt tears spring to your own eyes.  You could feel his pain.  You’d known it yourself, centuries ago.  Merlin offered a hand to you.  You took it.

“Merlin- master, I’m so sorry,”  you were only whispering, but you know he heard.  They both did.

“I saw a glimmer of greatness, of what you could become,” he moved his hand to Douxie’s face, “And the greatest thing I ever accomplished was saving you,” he brought the hand holding yours to hold Douxie’s.  You felt your wizard take a shaky breath.

“I’ll try and make you proud.”

“You already have… son.”

And he was gone.  Merlin was… gone.

You hadn’t realized you were crying until then.

“No, no, no, you can’t go!” you pulled back as your wizard cried out, your hands covering your mouth, catching your tears as he pulled his mentor closer to him.  His voice lowered to a whisper, “No, please.  I’m not ready.”

And then Merlin was ash, dust in the wind, a pattern dispersed.

“Douxie, I’m so sorry,” Claire said as she, Steve and Archie crossed the clearing you’d landed in.  Claire went to Douxie’s side, Steve went to yours.  It wasn’t much, but it was some comfort in this uncertain world.

“I-I can’t believe he’s gone,” Archie nudged a little closer to Douxie as he spoke. 

And he was right.  With a final gust of wind, Merlin left you, leaving behind a thick, leather-bound book.  His grimoire.  Your last hope.

“What is that?”  Steve asked as Douxie picked up the book, clutching it to his chest.

“It’s all we have left to guide us,” he stood, “Other than that… we’re on our own.”

He was right.  You were more alone than you realized.  More than you had been for the last few hundred years.

#hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie x reader #douxie imagine #hisirdoux imagine #almost a thousand years #aaty #angst #hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #toa douxie #toa hisirdoux

[candiesstories]

Can I request an Arrrgh x Reader where the reader is a half troll/half human child of Gunmar? Like Arrrgh was when he first came to trollmarket, the reader is horribly ridiculed about being gunmar’s daughter to the point where she thinks some very bad thoughts about herself, so Arrgh comes and comforts her. I’ve had an idea like this for awhile, but I’m not a very talented writer😅 Thank you!

Well if Reader is a child of Gunmar then that means that Aarrrgh and Reader already know each other right?? Because Aarrrgh was a gumm-gumm? Or was the reader born AFTER Aarrrgh abandoned his old gumm-gumm ways?? Ah well, I’ll figure it out as I go along-

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Aarrrgh was laying at your side. Arms folded under his chin on the cold stone floor as he stared at nothing in particular. He could feel the sadness radiating off of you. And he wasn’t sure what to tell you. Speaking was really his thing so that wasn’t an option. And he wasn’t going to allow himself to just show affection to his former leaders’ daughter(saying daughter because Nonny used female pronouns).

This whole situation felt… Awkward. At least it did to him. “Are we actually the bad creatures Aarghaumont?” He looked at you. He can see the sadness all over your expression. The words of others had really cut deep it seemed. So he looked away once again, eyes scanning over the trollmarket.

These trolls weren’t the nicest bunch but… they were nicer than what he was used to. Aarrrgh hummed in thought for a moment before he shook his head.

“No.” “How can you be so sure?” Once again Aarrrgh looked at you. “Kanjigar says so. Trolls trust him.”

“But never us.” He looked back to the market. “Hmm... soon.” He lifted his hand from under his head and gave you a gentle pat on the back. “soon.”

#tales of arcadia #trollhunters #arrrgh #my writing

[troblesomelover]

What would you do if Argh just gave you a big troll hug and licked your face?

#trollhunters argh x reader #aarrrgh x reader #trollhunters imagine #dreamworks trolls

[troublesometrollhunters]

May I politely request a Aaarrrgghh + Blinky(together) and their s/o having a cozy little night-time picnic? nothing better than snuggles and snacks with the ones you love.

Blinky was rather excited. He'd been planning this with Aarrrgh for a few days now and they couldn't wait to surprise you. As he held the basket of goodies close he hums taking in the earthy scent of his library. Lately your scent had been mixing with his books and the cave they resided in and he rather liked it. Having a reminder of you during the day.

Aarrrgh chuffs holding the various heavy items and Blinky nods.

"Right." He hums nodding his head and getting ready to leave. He looked back one last time and shaking his head he smiled. Tonight with you was going to be magical.

Aarrrgh was carrying a barrel of human wine and a wood carton of poetry human books with highlighted poems for you. Blinky had a basket of all your favorite foods in his top set of arms along with glowing crystals and jars that clanked against each other. Blankets and pillows were folded and pressed carefully against his chest with his lower set of arms. He could already imagine your glowing face, brighter than any heart stone as you walked to where they wanted you to meet.

As they leave TrollMarket Blinkous frees an arm and cuddles close to Aarrgh enjoying the giants warmth. Aarrrgh purrs and nuzzles Blinky who purrs and nuzzles back. Soon the lovers find their planned spot and begin to lay eveything out for you. Blankets and pillows make a soft covering while chunks of glowing crystals placed around the soft things light up the night. The trees kept you safe from the wind but were open and spread out enough that you could see the sky through the branches and the city lights from the bushline.

Spreading out all the food and getting ready the trolls layed against each other waiting for you to appear.

"It perfect." Aarrrgh stated and Blinky hummed in reply laying against his mossy stone skin.

"It is." He agreed ready to have the perfect night with you.

#toa x reader #trollhunters x reader #toa aarrrgh x reader #toa aarrrgh #toa argh #toa argh x reader #toa arrrgh x reader #toa arrrgh #trollhunters aarrrgh #trollhunters aarrrgh x reader #trollhunters argh #trollhunters argh x reader #toa blaarrrgh #trollhunters blaarrrgh #poly relationship #polyamory #trollhunters blinkous #trollhunters blinkous galadrigal #blinkous galadrigal x reader #blinkous x reader #blinkous galadrigal #blinky x reader #trollhunters blinky #blinky galadrigal #blinky galadrigal x reader #fluff

[troublesometrollhunters]

Angsty Song Fic~

(Hold on I still need you By: Chord Overstreet)

Loving and fighting, accusing, denying

You stand with Jim fighting in the Forge together as you train. You look away from him after the hard session and your eyes flash gold. You get up a moment later and join the others smiling and laughing together.

I can't imagine a world with you gone

You see the Eternal Night. Bular and Gunmar roaring in victory. Changelings running rampant. Jim, Claire, Toby, Eli, Steve, Darci, Mary, Shannon, Aarrrgh, Blinky, Draal, Vendel their all stone or dead or ash and it's your fault.

The joy and the chaos, the demons we're made of

You smile as Jim, Toby, Claire, Blinky, Aaarrgh, and Draal give a group hug.

You frown your arms pulled close as Bular growls something threatening at you. Strickler, Nomura, and Otto stand in front of you but don't defend you otherwise.

I'd be so lost if you left me alone

You sit on the ground tears running down your face as you stare into a puddle golden eyes staring back. Jim, Toby, and Claire are disgusted as your changeling mentors laugh behind you. They told you this would happen, they love your persona but they could never love the real you.

You locked yourself in the bathroom

You stand between your friends and your changeling family. Slashing your weapon on instinct rocks fall separating Jim, Claire, Toby, Draal, Blinky, and Aarrrgh from you Strickler, Nomura, Otto, and Bular.

Lying on the floor when I break through

Your shaking realizing what you just did. How much you just messed up. Bular roars before he throws you. You make impact against one of the cave walls before they leave you to die. The changelings walk away as you lay on the ground bleeding and in pain. You reach out but they don't look back. Not until your eyes close and your hand goes limp.

I pull you in to feel your heartbeat

Jim and the others break through the rock and find you unconcious and wheezing as you fight for your life. Your bleeding and injured but not quit dead yet. Jim holds you close and you begin crying in your sleep hearing his heartbeat.

Can you hear me screaming? Please don't leave me

They're hugging you, begging you not to leave as they begin sobbing. Blinky picks you up from Jim as they frantically search for a safe way out of the cave.

Hold on, I still want you

Blinky notices the Janus Order insignia on your arm as they carry you out of the cave running you towards the nearest human hospital but he doesn't care. None of them do.

Come back, I still need you

Aarrrgh Blinky and Draal wait in the bushes outside the hospital waiting for news. All your other friends from school are shocked to hear the news as Jim, Claire, and Toby make calls in the hospital lobby. They all rush to your ward where they sit in your room or out in the hallway waiting for you to wake up.

Let me take your hand, I'll make it right

You're on life support in the hospital and Jim is there with all your friends. He holds your hand as your friends surround your bed. Barbara keeps Strickler, Nomura, and Otto from entering threatening them with a call from CPS. Strickler looks up and through the window he sees Jim holding your hand with the insignia and how the others truly care for you despite your original intentions.

I swear to love you all my life

Jim holds your hand to his head begging you to please wake up. His thumb brushes against your insignia as he curses the Order under his breath.

Hold on, I still need you

You smile at Jim after your first mission together. You took down an enemy in the Forge and you'd never felt more alive.

It flashes and your laying in the hospital bed. Your vitals aren't looking good...

 Long endless highway, you're silent beside me

Jim thinks of you clinging to his back as you both ride his vespa after school. Your humming something as you hug him close staring at the stars.

Driving a nightmare I can't escape from

It hits Jim Claire and Toby as he begins humming the song in the hospital that it's Nomuras song, Peer Gynt in the Hall of the Mountain King. The signs were always there.

Helplessly praying, the light isn't fading

They don't care. The trollhunters don't care. Their begging and praying, pleading with whatever's listening for you to wake up. They want answers but they also more than anything just want you alive.

Hiding the shock and the chill in my bones

Strickler, Nomura, and Otto walk in as Barbara was told by Sheriff Scott to let them through. They couldn't be proven as the abusers that caused your accident. Jim clings to you but Strickler pushes him aside and puts his head to yours whispering something in changeling.

They took you away on a table

Strickler steps back as doctors and nurses rush in to handle your comatose state. He slips something up his pocket and Jim notices. Somethings gone wrong and the heart monitor flat lined. The trio glares at Strickler as the others leave to watch the surgery or wait again in the waiting room.

I pace back and forth as you lay still

Jim is outside in the woods with Aarrrgh Blinky and Draal. He paces nervously as the trolls try and comfort him. The others are in the surgery hall hoping for better news. Strickler, Nomura, and Otto are in the hallway as well but leave the kids alone.

They pull you in to feel your heartbeat

Jim walks back into the hospital and sits down hours later. He eventually wakes up when Barbara shakes his shoulder Strickler standing behind her. You're being wheeled out of the surgery hall after a long operation to fix your damaged organs. He runs up to you and follows you back to your room holding your hand the whole way.

Can you hear me screaming? Please don't leave me

The others get up and shift awake from their sleeping positions as they hear the gurney. They run after Jim and you. Otto advises Strickler against Visitors but Strickler shakes his head letting you have this.

Hold on, I still want you

A montage of all your friends coming to talk to you privatley. Their unsure if this is the last time they'll ever see you again.

Jim mentions past adventures. Fondly going over training and all the things you've both accomplished.

Toby talks about all the fun you've had. About the stories you've all made together and how TrollMarket misses you.

Claire mentions sleepovers and long nights of studying magic, trollish, and school subjects together. How you made her life interesting.

Mary babbles for awhile not sure what to say. She brings you up to date on what's happening at school and the latest news. But she also whispers how much she misses you.

Darci is quiet for a moment before she makes a joke. You don't laugh but thats okay. She updates you about her mascot stuff and brings you up to date about all the sports teams.

Steve isn't good with people being sick. With loosing people. He tells you, you need to get better soon cause he's dedicating the next big game too you. He asks you to please heal up soon.

Eli talks about classes and what your missing in the supernatural world but also what everyone's saying at school. He mentions a new video game and how he won't play it until you wake up to play it with him.

Mary is a bit shy but she's also no stranger to death or tragedy. She closes her eyes and sings you a little song she knows you like. By the end she's crying and she has to leave but she hopes it made you feel a little better.

Come back, I still need you

Flowers and other mementos slowly fill your room. Your surrounded by boquets, cards, books you enjoy, treats you love, and various gifts. As you remain comatose Jim sits alone with you unable to concentrate on anything else.

Let me take your hand, I'll make it right

Everyone else is gone and Strickler silently walks into the room. Otto and Nomura are not with him but they wanted to be.

I swear to love you all my life

Strickler knows there aren't cameras in the room. He slips out what he gave you earlier to finish the job. Closing his eyes he begins shaking.

Hold on, I still need you

He stops and slips the curse that'd kill you back into his pocket. He begins crying as he takes your hands in his own and puts them to his forehead shaking. He can't do it. None of them can. Not to you.

… I don't wanna let go

Strickler gets up and takes out his phone. He calls Jim and tells him they need to hurry. The part of the curse already inside you couldn't be healed by modern medicine. He takes your hand and promises he'll make this right.

I know I'm not that strong

He slowly walks to the door and locks it. Carefully he turns off your machines and picks you up heading towards the window. Opening it he holds you close waiting. The trolls would be here soon with Jim to take you to HeartStone TrollMarket.

I just wanna hear you

Strickler slowly hands you off to Aarrrgh who carefully takes you cradling you close. Toby's on his back as Jim looks up at Strickler. He opens his mouth so many unspoken words needing to be said. So many apologies to be made and amends to make. And yet the changeling looks away dismissing the trio. They don't hesitate and take off.

Saying, "Baby, let's go home"

As they run through the woods your getting sicker. The infection having spread thanks to the curse. You were shivering in Aarrrghs hold as he held you closer. Draal runs ahead opening the TrollMarket door. Aarrrgh rushes through.

Let's go home

The kids following as Blinky Aarrrgh and Draal carry you through TrollMarket the HeartStone so hopefully Vendel can heal you as normal medicine can't. Your continuing to worsen.

Yeah, I just wanna take you home

Vendel looks up from his reading. Getting up pushing everything off his desk your carefulky laid down on it, as a Heartstone is placed into your hands. Blinky, Aarrrgh, Draal, Claire, and Toby watch as Jim holds your hand and Vendel does his magic.

… Hold on, I still want you

He's whispering how he forgives you. How it's okay and he doesn't blame you for what happened. How when you wake up it'll all be okay someday. You just need to wake up and talk to them. Whatever kind of trouble your in they'll save you. They'll protect you.

Come back, I still need you

Your eyes open glowing with a golden glow as you gasp for air.

Your friends laugh glad to see your alive as you slowly begin to heal.

And Strickler packs his things away Nomura and Otto helping him as none of them could do what needed to be done.

#trollhunters x reader #trollhunters #toa x reader #toa #james lake jr. x reader #jim lake x reader #jim x reader #toby x reader #tobias x reader #toby domzalski x reader #claire x reader #claire nuñez x reader #aarrrgh x reader #blinky x reader #blinkous x reader #toa strickler #strickler #toa nomura #nomura #toa otto #otto #toa vendel #toa draal #vendel #draal #draal x reader #platonic trollhunters #platonic toa #tw: blood #tw: death

[troublesometrollhunters]

Enrique asking for a bedtime story about you while being babysat

Enrique: Tell me about your friend (Y/N)!

Jim: They always had trouble falling asleep.

You and Jim staying up together after a long training lesson because you can't sleep. You're laughing and telling jokes as you read a Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore together.

Toby: They liked to cuddle while under the sheets.

You, Toby, Claire, and Jim watching Gun Robot in a pillow fort sharing snacks and cuddling. Videogames are scattered around your feet from the videogame tournament you just had.

Claire: They loved pop songs and dancing.

You, Claire, Darci, and Mary dancing around Claire's room singing and dancing together at a sleepover. You hold a hairbrush as a mike as you sing offkey karaoke.

Enrique: Woah.

Aarrrgh: And Bad trash t.v

You, Aarrrgh, Blinky, Toby, Claire, and Jim watching bad trash t.v after a hard trollhunting mission. Your laughing at the television guessing what's going to happen next as Blinky and Aarrrgh ask questions about humans.

Blinky: There's still a few other things.

The way you smiled when you first ran into TrollMarket. You explored the stalls with no fear and asked Blinkous and Aarrrgh questions.

Training with Jim, Claire, and Toby so you can be a Trollhunter like Jim. Draal teaching you how to fight as Blinky instructs you. Aarrrgh when your ready gives you a magic weapon.

Going on adventures all around the world with your friends. Patching eachother up when you get home and staying up all night telling stories cause your restless.

Helping the CreepSlayerz out by giving them smaller trollhunting jobs when you realize Eli and Steve know the truth. Mentoring them so they don't get hurt and so Jim has less to deal with.

You reach out your hand with a smile helping villians up refusing to leave anyone behind and promising anyone can be redeamed.

Enrique: Like what?

Strickler: They loved love notes and babies.

Strickler smiling as he pretends not to see you pass notes to your crush in class. Fast forward and Strickler, Barbara, Not Enrique, and you are taking care of all the changeling nursery babies. Your only visiting but you rock a first one to sleep after it wakes up and Strickler and Barbara are proud.

Angor: And liked giving gifts.

You give Angor his eye back before slowly sliding the Inferna capula ring off and handing it to him. It's rocky at first but he becomes your ally before he becomes your friend. He helps you stop the Eternal Night and free Morgana helping you redeam her.

Douxie: Has a hard time accepting a good compliment.

Douxie and Zoe saying your fighting was impressive and that your Trollhunting is incredible. You shake your head politely saying no. They compliment you every time they see you now and let you know your a talented and smart kid.

Dictatious: They love their whole family

You standing in a giant group hug with Jim, Claire, Toby, Steve, Eli, Blinky, Aarrrgh, Draal, Dictatious, Aja, Krel, Varvotos, Strickler, Angor Rot, Morgana, Douxie, Archie, and Zoe

Everyone: And all of their friends

Everyone is beaten and down on the ground and the world is about to end. With your last bit of strength you use your magic weapon and get up. Turning you look at your friends and family smiling with tears dripping down your face.

'I love you'

And than you were gone. You'd sacrificed yourself to save the world.

~~~

The team telling Enrique all about your adventures after your gone. Inspo for this idea from the song.

#toa x reader #trollhunters x reader #jim x reader #claire x reader #toby x reader #aarrrgh x reader #blinky x reader #draal x reader #strickler x reader #angor rot x reader #morgana x reader #plantonic trollhunters #angst #toa #trollhunters #3below #wizards #aja x reader #krel x reader #varvotos x reader #:")

[troublesometrollhunters]

May I see headcanons where the reader takes out Blinky and Argggghhh out on Trick or Treating? :)

Your gonna get so much candy with people looking at their awesome "costumes". Your super excited as you go house to house the trolls following behind you.

You get the candy they get the wrappers. Its a perfect deal and everyones happy in the end.

You make a map going all over town so you can show them everything and get the most candy. There's events in parks and attractions to visit. You get excited to show them the super decorated houses on the nice side of town.

Aarrrgh lets you ride on his back when you get tired from walking and Blinky has six arms which are perfect for carrying pillowcases full of candy. He finds himself loving your nougat nummies and any plastic toys you receive.

As you go neighborhood to neighborhood showing them all of Arcadias intresting Halloween traditions you tell them about Halloweens history and why you do what you do now to celebrate. Blinky informs you about troll history and you have fun talking as you go place to place.

Blinky makes you adhere to the signs by taking one or two if there's a bowl outside while Aarrrgh grabs the bowl when Blinky isn't looking. Can't yell at you if Aarrrghs eaten the evidence of where the sudden candy came from (Plastic bowls taste good but the glass ones are super yummy)

After trick or treating you go to Blinkies library and dump all the candy on the floor with a flourish. You begin sorting and counting how much you have.

AND GORGUS MORKUS ITS A LOT !!!

Blinky and Aarrrgh take some they like while you begin putting the sorted candy into different bags so you have bags of all yours favorites.

All in all a veey successful and fun Halloween. You got a lot of compliments on your costume and the trolls got a lot of compliments on there's. You aslo have enough candy from events and trick ot treating to last you til next Halloween.

You end the night cuddling up with the two trolls exhausted after getting all your candy. Blinky tells you a festive story as you slowly drift off to sleep.

#toa #trollhunters #toa x reader #trollhunters x reader #aarrrgh x reader #aarrrgh #toa aarrrgh x reader #trollhunters aarrrgh x reader #toa blinky x reader #blinky x reader #trollhunters blinky x reader #toa blinkous x reader #blinkous x reader #trollhunters blinkous x reader #toa blinky #toa blinkous #toa aarrrgh #trollhunters aarrrgh #blargh #blaarrrgh #platonic trollhunters #platonic toa #halloween requests #trollhunters halloween

[troublesometrollhunters]

You and Strickler are in his office. The clock behind his desk ticks in the background as he clicks his pen and you scribble in a notebook. Your smiling doodling away as he looks at you.

The man slowly tilts his head.

Strickler: Do you blame yourself?

You hear a slow click and pause looking up. Your doodling paused at his serious tone.

(Y/N): What?

Another click. Another tick. Slow. Deliberate. Maddening. Strickler looks at you tilting his head slowly.

Strickler: Well it's quit common in this situation for a patient to feel a kind of guilt.

Another resounding click. This one echoes in your ears as you stare at him hands trembling. Your pencil lead breaks against your sketchbook and you poke a hole through your doodle. You give him a strained smile.

(Y/N): ... What situation?

Everything begins to become warped and starts to collapse and crack as distant screams fill the air. The classroom suddenly begins dripping like wet ink, a mix of red and black as Strickler stands up from his desk golden eyes staring you down.

Strickler: The accident.

He smirks and you see a mouth full of fangs. You scream as loud as you can as you see the bloodied corpses of your friends and family scattered in his office which seems to be endless. Books catch on fire and smoke fills the air as a rotten smell hits your nose. That clicking echoes in your ears as Strickler laughs mechnically, a road coming from behind you. Closing your eyes and screaming Bular and Gunmar had eaten them. Yoir friends. Your family. The black stuff wasn't ink, it was blood and you were drowning in it.

A sharp jolt to the back of your head sends you spiraling into Reality as the pixies squished infront of your face but you'll never forget what you saw or heard.

#halloween #trollhunters halloween #wizards halloween #3below halloween #tw: blood #tw: gore #tw: violence #tw: fangs #tw: body horror #angor rot #angor #strickler #stricklander #pixies #jim x reader #toby x reader #claire x reader #aarrrgh x reader #blinky x reader #douxie x reader #zoe x reader #strickler x reader #angor x reader #draal x reader #aja x reader #krel x reader #vex x reader #halloween horror #incorrect trollhunters quotes #incorrect wizards quotes

[troublesometrollhunters]

Ooo, could you do headcanons with what it would be like do run a Bakesale with Toby, Jim, and Claire?

Bakesale Sheingians

Choas utter choas but hey when is this group ever organized?

The Bakesale is either to raise money for Claire's theater program or to help make Toby look good for Darci. After all raising money to get a new mascot costume or new sports equipment, easiest way to her heart.

You each agree to tackle a different type of desert so that way you have a million things to sell. It'll be a good way to relax but also it'll be something fun to do outside of Trollhunting.

Toby does cookies and brownies. Nana has the best cookie recipes and he loves brownies so why not?

Claire picks pies and some traditional mexican desserts. She gets super excited to make and share receipies her mom and adbulea taught her!

You chose cakes and cupcakes. Simple enough but can be really fun and are a baking classic. Plus there's a million ways to make them.

Jim does a bunch of other stuff like crumbles, lemon squares, soufles, pudding, fudge, really anything the rest of you can't do. He's not much of a baker but he enjoys trying out new things in the kitchen.

You all spend the weekend at Jims. You start baking the weekend before the Bakesale. His moms pulling a double shift so you have the house to yourselves and Barbara said she was okay with all of you staying to keep Jim company. Besides Claire decided selling on Monday at the beggining of spirit week would make everyone crave sweets and was a good way to start the fundraiser.

It takes forever to get the actual baking done though.

Jim is kind of a perfectionist when it comes to cooking and it turns out baking is the same way. While he makes everything perfect Toby is trying everything to make sure its "sellable". You all are guilty of this and probabaly end up eating and tasting more than you meant too. And with so many people in the kitchen all doing different things it becomes choatic fast. At least your all laughing.

As Claire plays her PapaSkull playlist, Jim begins organizing desserts, and you begin frosting Toby dances around the kitchen cheering everyone on since his brownies an cookies are baking.

He quickly gets bored when the cookies are baking and starts an all out flour war. As You, Jim, and Claire are trying to continue making your baking creations Toby causes a bit of mischief wanting to mix things up. He wants the bake sale to go smoothly but it was getting to serious and this was supposed to be fun.

As you hold back Claire from throttling Toby the trolls come out from Jims basement for a surprise visit while Jims in the middle of stirring. You say hi as Toby laughs and Claire struggles against you to get cupcake all over him.

Draal asks if this bake sale is actually a bake war but you quickly shut him down when you see him eye a whisk covered in batter.

The trolls are confused about whats happening and ask questions curious as you doge getting hit by a giant glob of frosting. Jim is trying to hold back laughter as he keeping baking. You'd lost your grip on Claire and now she was threatening to end Toby in Trollish and Spanish for the chocolate goop in her hair.

Blinky commends her Trollish but asks she not say such vulgar things. Toby hides behind Aarrrgh giggling and Aarrrgh grabs some raw dough off the counter to eat. Draal looks at the choas before asking Jim if he'll be coming to training tomorrow. Jim explains the baking will take all weekend and he would be focused on this since there weren't any trollhunting jobs.

Blinky sees this as a learning opportunity about human culture and decides to help!!! He convinces Draal and Aarrrgh to participate as well as you and Jim shrug. It was already crazy might as well just make it fun.

The trolls talk about their traditional desserts and troll feasts as you all talk about your desserts. Claire excitably talks about her Mexican heritage and the desserts her family taught her to make while Toby mentions he's so he would've made stuffed donuts but Jimbo didn't have a fryer or the right kind of oven. Blinky takes out a book and begins writing things down to not forget as this is all fascinating.

Aarrrgh and Draal snack a lot but thankfully they only eat everything that couldn't be sold like burned or ugly looking goods. Draal finds he likes candy more while Aarrrgh likes the cakes and cookies. Blinky meanwhile tries Jims fudge and Claires pies.

By the end of the night your all covered in flour, milk stains, batter, frosting, egg shells, and god knows what else but you had all had so much fun.

As you settle in the basement for the night the trolls join you happy to stay. You curl up in blankets and pillows and sleeping bags and tell stories and play games before falling asleep cuddled against each other.

The entire weekend pretty much goes by in a blurr of baking, messes, troll questions, sleepover games, and eating a majority of your product. Thankfully on Monday more than enough survives taste testing to sell.

Jim's no surprise sell out the fastest but your all surprised at how well the bake sale goes. All the teachers buy something and a ton of students support you guys as well. Even Steve buys something (from you and Claire flirting the whole time but hey more money)

At the end of the day you've sold out what you were prepared to sell for the whole week. Money is raised for the school and your all happy you got to do something fun.

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[troublesometrollhunters]

What gifts would the troll hunters like to receive? Also, what would they give ? (For the Christmas headcanons!) 🧐

Jim: Cooking supplies are always appreciated but you'll get a Chisrtmas kiss if you get him vespa parts or mods for his vespa.

Jim is a quiet observer. He'd get you that thing you've been eyeing for awhile but haven't committed too yet. He may also get you something thats sweet and sentimental. He's kind of a sap.

Claire: She'd love concert tickets to Papa Skull but any theater related merch is also cool. If you got her a signed Broadway poster or tickets she'd probably cry.

Claire knows everything about you so whatever it is you'll like it she's sure of it. If her parents bought her tickets to Broadway or a concert you'll be her first pick to be who comes with her.

Toby: Anything related to Sally Go Back or GunRobot is an instant best friend for life. But video game merch or something you made holds a special place in his heart.

He'd get you matching fandom t-shirts and would be excited to rock them at a movie night. He may also get you a video game you can play together or something else thats fun that you can both enjoy (like board games).

Arrrgh: Doesn't understand the holiday but any gift will make him overwhelmingly happy. He keeps whatever you get him close at all times unless he deams it fragile. Than it stays in his den somewhere safe. (Would particularly love tasty human food he can't get that's on the surface or something homemade)

He'd find you some pretty crystals or a cool trinket from TrollMarket as a thankyou. Nuzzles will also be coming in aplenty as he wants you to know how much he appreciates the gift and how kind you are too him.

Blinky: If you find him an old book in good condition or some rare human classic he'd be eternally grateful. He also likes human antiques. He takes great pride in his library and laments how human classics in good condition are nearly impossible to find due to being a troll.

In return he'll get you something only found in TrollMarket. Maybe it's something magical from Rot N Guts or an ancient artifact from Vendels library. Whatever he gets you will be memorable and something that'll make you just as excited as your gift made him.

Draal: Any weapons or battle armor is highly appreciated. If you get him something more meaningful or home made however he will treasure it always and swears to protect this sacred gift you've given him.

Draal would likley give you a weapon of some sort and than offer to teach you how to weild it. Though he may find himself buying you something enchanted as well, like a protection charm or a similar object so he always knows your safe.

Vendel: Potion supplies he can't easily get that grow in the sun or something made with love will make this old goat man soft. Being thought of in such a tender way makes him happy and he'll be in a much lighter mood. If you join him for glug later in the troll pub he'll tell you some crazy stories as a way to thank you.

This old man would gift you with a book from his collection he thinks you'd enjoy or something he no longer uses that he knows you will. His library is full of hidden treasures and antiques, he's sure one of these things will make you light up in happiness.

Mary: Makeup or gift cards is a good go too but something more personal would make her feel special. If you bedazzle something for her by hand or make her something for her room she'll love it forever. A girls night out or a promised one on one hangout is always appreciated as well.

She'd likely get you tickets to someplace where you can have fun and take cool pictures all day. Maybe an amusement park, a concert, the museum, or a movie event. She wants to take you out for a fun time.

Darci: Any sports gear or gift cards for music are a good idea. She spends hours at different team events mascoting when she's not participating on the team. So if you gift her audiobooks, music, or anything to pass the time in the mole suit she thinks of you while enjoying the presents.

She'd likley gift you with school sports tickets so you two can hang out while she's on the bench but she might also get you tickets to a trampoline park or an escape room. Something active and memorable that you two can do together.

Shannon: A new sheet music book with some guitar accessories or art supplies would be awesome. Shannon is a creative soul and having a friend who not only understands but encourages that behavior makes her happy. She just may make you something as a gift for the gift.

As I said before she's a creative soul. Shannon will most likley give you something unique and homemade but she also has a way with money and may give you a gift card to your favorite place with a home made decorated and well thought out card.

Steve: He will literally be stoked to receive any kind of present from you. I feel like his mom worked hard to raise him and didn't always have extra money around so presents weren't always an option in his younger years and if they were they were small. So if you take the time to get him something no matter what it is he loves it. (Anything sports related is totally up his ally though)

He's not the best with gifts but he'll really look for something nice. He wants you to know he cares for you and tries to find something you'll love. He decides to take you on a date on his vespa before giving you the gift blushing the entire time.

Eli: Anything involving computers, gaming, fandoms, spy gear, or alien conspiracy is something he'll remember forever. Eli is just happy to get a gift from someone other than his mom so whether you feel embarassed about it or not, don't. He'll treasure anything from you.

As for gifts Eli's proabbaly searched your entire Amazon wish list. He knows what you want and he's gonna give it to you. Your so important to Eli and he loves being able to spoil you since you do the same for him.

#jim x reader #toa jim #claire x reader #toa claire #toby x reader #toa toby #aarrrgh x reader #toa aarrrgh #blinky x reader #toa blinky #draal x reader #toa draal #vendel x reader #toa vendel #darci x reader #toa darci #mary x reader #toa mary #shannon x reader #toa shannon #steve x reader #toa steve #eli x reader #toa eli x reader #trollhunters chirstmas #chirstmas asks #winter asks

[troublesometrollhunters]

Hi! I'm new to tumblr and I absolutely love Trollhunters, so when I saw you were doing this I got so excited :D If I could, do you think I could request an Arrrgh x TrollHybrid Reader, and a Draal x Artist Reader? Both of them very fluffy please! (And maybe a kiss for the Arrrgh x reader?)

(Going with the Aarrrgh one because I've already done Draal X Artist Reader lol. Not really sure what you meant by troll hybrid so I just made them a changeling sorry :"3)

Aarrrgh had found you wandering with torne clothes and a heavy backpack in the woods. Strickler and Nomura had left town having places to hide and Otto was covering his own ass but you had no where to go... so you remained. You were scared the troll would kill you at first but Aarrrgh knew you weren't a threat, you were just someone who needed help.

You were camping in the woods cause changelings had come to your house to kill you after your failure. Aarrrgh asked to see your camp and the troll was suprised as it wasn't set up very good and you seemed to be struggling. Deciding you didn't deserve this after the help you'd given Jim, he asked you to pack everything up and doing so he took you to a nice unoccupied cave near TrollMarket.

It was in that cave you currently resided. With Aarrrgh and the Trollhunters help you'd made the spacious cave a home to be proud of.

The cave was covered in warm blankets and fluffy pillows. Woven branch mats had been made for the carpet and troll furniture from TrollMarket seperated the cave into different spaces. You'd made a makeshift living room, a sleeping space, a kicthen area, and a place to lounge. Vendel and Blinky had also donated some books and a bookshelf giving you a small library in the cave making it feel more homey.

There was also a cooking space near the entrace where you had spices and herbs hanging from the cave wall with all your perserved food. A large fire pit took up space near the entrance so the smoke would filter out. And although your home didn't have any modern day amenities like your old house you didn't mind. It was cozy and it was dry and it was safe and away from the Order and somewhere your friends could easily visit you.

As you started a fire to cook something for the night Aarrrgh came with food. Entering he smiled at you before chuffing as he got closer. You smile back and as he drops the food he comes closer and nuzzles you happy.

"Missed you." He states in his deep rumbly purr. Nuzzling him back you pull away to give him a little kiss on the nose before you scratch the area behind his horns.

"I missed you too." Giving him another headbomp feeling his mossy furr in your hands he purrs loudly before settling in your lap. Letting him get comfortable you look at the fish he brought. Gutting them and flaying them you stab them before putting them over the fire. Something Jim had taught you to do.

As they cook your content with the home you've made and the mate you'd found.

"Hey Aarrrgh." You whisper softly as you comb your fingers through his mane.

"Hmmmmm?" He hums softly. Giggling at how cute he was you give him another kiss as you listen to the fire crackle and pop.

"Thankyou." You murmer before hiding your face in his furr embarassed. He purrs softly before gently nuzzling into your lap scooting closer to you.

"Welcome." He hums happily as you both cuddle in silence waiting for the food to cook.

#aarrrgh #aarrgh #trollhunters aarrrgh x reader #aarrrgh x reader #trollhunters aarrrgh #toa x reader #trollhunters x reader #not a fix it fic but man its been in my drafts forever 😭😭😭 #so sorry!!! #i t r i e d #was uninpsired with this one for awhile dont know why

[troublesometrollhunters]

Human s/o trying to court Aaarrrgghh and Draal (separately) the troll way for valentines day even though they're small

Aarrrgh

Humming as you harvest the crystals you'd been growing you hang them from a thick chain. Smiling at the finsihed project you head to Trollmarket.

Being human you couldn't exactly take crystals off yourself so you'd spent ages growing some of your own. You'd loved Aarrrgh for some time now and whenever you were around him you wanted to tell him your feelings but it always seemed like the wrong time. With the looming threat of Bular, Vendel being unkind to Jim, then there was the ongoing mess with Gunmar, and finally Ursunas plots to try and steal your mate away... it had been difficult to find a time to tell him the truth.

Holding the necklace close you smile as you approach the library. Today was the day. Getting courage from Valentine's and feeling the time was right you sign.

"Blinkous? Aarrrgh?" As you step into the warm space away from the cold of Trollmarket you hum feeling Heartstone energy wash over you. Gaining a new sense of self confidence, you grip the necklace knowing Aarrrgh will return your feelings.

"Back here!" Blinky calls and you follow the sound of his voice. Pushing aside a curtain you find the two trolls reading. Well Blinky was reading Aarrrgh was laying near Blinky getting scratches as he laid down listening.

"... Hey Aarrrgh. Blinkous." You greet smiling. Blinky waves putting his book down on his lap while Aarrrgh looks up. "Uhhhh Aarrrgh I wanted to ask you something." Getting up he chuffs before nuzzling you in greeting.

Feeling your face heat up Blinky smiles at you winking. Emabrassed you grip the crystals in your hand, swallow thickly.

You could do this.

"Ummm Aarrrgh?" He nods and you blush holding up the necklace for him too see. Smelling the crystals and looking at your hand he hums.

"What this?" He asks softly.

"It's uhhh for you. I know I'm not a troll but... I know this is how..." Flushing you look away. "This is how trolls ask eachother to date isn't it?"

"Date?" Aarrrgh questions.

"Courting old friend. It's a courting offer." Blinkous chides in. Aarrrgh huffs surprised. Staring at the necklace than you as you refuse to meet his eyes Aarrrgh smiles.

Nuzzling you, you smile back. Giving Aarrrgh scratches he purrs before leaning down. Smiling you carefully put the necklace over his neck.

"I like date (Y/N)." He states. Smiling he chuffs rumbling happily as he softly headbonks you.

Draal

"What are you doing?" Jim questions as you heft a giant axe over your shoulder.

"Well it's Valentine's Day soon and love is in the air." Toby gasps and you glance over at him, the heavy axe almost tipping you over.

"(Y/N) you can not kill a rival to win the one you love! We may be trollhunters but that doesn't make us barbaric!" The redhead scolds. Snorting you shift the axe.

"I'm not going to kill anyone Tobes. Except maybe myself." You state as the weight of the axe makes you sway. Why were troll wepons so fucking huge anyways? Come on you weren't that small.

"Then what's the axe for?" Jim asks poking it. Glaring at him already struggling to stand you huff.

"Well it was either get a weapon or cut off a chunk of my flesh." You shrug. "The axe felt less dangerous."

"You sure about that?" Toby questions as you nearly lob his head off.

"Sorry! Sorry." Adjusting the grip you have on the axe you hum. "It's for Draal." You explain.

"Draal?" Jim asks and your face goes red.

"... (Y/N) are you in love with a troll?" Toby coos. Blushing you glare.

"Shutup! Maybe? Yes! I don't know!" Your red in the face and probably look like a mess. What a great way to start romancing someone.

"Really (Y/N)? Draal?" Jim questions.

"Shutup! I'm gonna to give him his present you can do whatever you want!" You state before marching out as fast as you can with a giant axe.

Walking down to Draals hut, you get odd looks from tge citizens of Trollmarket. But most trolls ignore you as you wobble around with the heavy axe.

Finally getting to Draals hut you sign letting the axe drop into the ground as you breathe in. That was harder than you thought it'd be.

"(Y/N)?" Draal questions. Staring up at him you feel your heart hammer away as you see how big he is compared to you.

"DRAAL! HI!" Leaning against the axe he chuffs amused as he tilts his head.

"What are you doing here? Is the Hunter in need of assistance?" He questions looking up for Jim.

"No! No. Just me! I came to talk to you." Chuffing as he stares at you, you smile. "Oh ummm..." Grunting you heft the axe up and hold it out as best you can. "This is for you!" You state. Draal blinks staring at the axe. Taking it from you, you sigh relieved.

"Thankyou. It's a beautiful weapon." Smiling you look at your feer emabrassed as you fiddle with your hands.

"Uhhhh Draal?" He hums looking at you.

"Would you maybe like to go out sometime...?" You bit your lip waiting.

"Go out?" Looking up he seems confused.

"... On a date?" You question. He pauses before putting the axe down staring at you.

"What is a date?" He asks still perplexed.

"Courting. Can I court you?" You demand face red. He snorts surprised before he smiles. Slapping his hand on your back he hums.

"I wouldn't mind if you decided too." He responds and you smile as he pulls you close to lightly headbonk you.

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[troublesometrollhunters]

Ok the trolls turn human (kinda like what happened to blinky after "Roaming Fees May Apply ") and they're s/0 has to help them adjust until they can turn back I feel like many people forgot about that episode 🥺👉👈

(Shorter headcannons because more characters)

Bad Guys

Bular

~ He's a baby about it the entire time. He can barely pick up his swords and yet he's still threatening everyone like he can crush them. Promises if his father hears about this there'll be blood. (His father is getting a very lengthy and embarrassing report through the fetch)

~ He continues to work around the Order as if nothings happened. Bular is still huge he's just human instead of a troll. He carries around a sword since he can't carry both and growls at any changelings that piss him off. Many changelings in the Order still fear him and grovel because no one knows home lonh he will be human. However his constant pestering is annoying after a few days and more than a couple death plots are made.

~ Wanting to keep him alive until he changes back into a troll you take him for a walk too cool down. It's the Day time so he's nervous about the sun. You stay in the shade for awhile but finally he gets curious. After all he's never felt sunlight. The warmth washes over him and he hums happy. He holds you close and just enjoys the moment.

~ All in all not terrible but not fun. He complains about everything and finds himself struggling with being smaller and weaker but he does just fine. When he changes back he's less grouchy and is a little nicer to the changelings because they have it hard enough in human form.

Gunmar

~ Kill him now. Gunmar the Skullcrusher a weak fleshbag? There must be a hell as he's living in it. He's very pouty the entire time he's human and mostly locks himself in his room until the spell wears off.

~ You have to force him to eat and drink because he's thinking of starving himself to save him the humilation of leading his troops as a human. He'll hold you close and lamate about how this is a curse and how do you live like this? Have patience if he doesn't kill himself you might.

~ Once he calms down a bit. He's very cuddly. Being a human makes him run at temperatures he's not used too. So he's colder than usual and loves to hug you close and leech off your body heat. He'll pull you into the bedfurs and cuddle for hours just holding you near and scenting you.

~ Still very much a troll just trapped in a human form. You have to keep him from eating things that'll kill him or doing something that'll injure him. Thankfully the transformation does not last long and in a couple days he's back to normal and ordering everyone around.

Angor

~ Angor is both annoyed and intrigued when he wakes up as a human. Waking up soft and squishy was not something he wanted however snuggling up to you perhaps he can live with it. He is just thankful when he finds his human form still has magic.

~ When you wake with a strange man in your bed Angor is quick to calm your fears and you got for a walk trying to brainstorm how this happened. As your walking Angor pauses staring at the sky.

"The sister of the moon. Though I have seen it. I've never truly felt it..." He murmers before taking your hand. You both stand there facing the sun and feeling it's warmth. Maybe this won't be so bad?

~ He is excited to try certain things. He goes to the movies with you, has a daylight picnic, goes to the nearby amusement park, explores a library. It's all new and strange but out of all the bad guys he has the most fun.

~ When he turns back he is very relieved but he must admit being human was very interesting. He's not sure how he changed but if it happens again he won't mind spending time with you out in the human world.

Good guys

Aarrgh

~ The big guys having trouble with it. You and Blinky have to help him out. He wants to eat everything that can kill him and forgets he no longer has his old strength.

~ Very curious troll trapped as a human. He rolls around grassy hills in the summer sun and feels and touches everything. Gets very excited to experience something new and leads you around asking questions as he does things.

~ Aarrrgh is still very big but at least now he fits through most doors. You give him a tour of Arcadia and he's very excited. He's aslo super cuddly! He can't hurt you as badly in this form so he's super cuddly and enjoys holding his friends without the fear of harming them.

~ When he turns back he's happy but he admits he misses the sun. You'll all just have to moon bathe with him instead.

Draal

~ Is intrigued but also disturbed by this chain of events. Wants to know what witch craft has befallen him but also wants to try a bunch of human things like sports and different foods.

~ Enjoys the tour of Arcadia during the day and gets excited to walk in the sun as no troll has done it before. Almost gets hit by a car in his excitement but thankfully is fine.

~ He enjoys watching your human sports and eating the food offered. He probably has half a dozen hot dogs and a few dozen nachos as a human. He also enjoys soda pop and wonders why he's never tried it as a troll, he'd always eaten the cans who knew something sweet was inside?

~ When he changes back he's a little disappointed he can't watch or play games anymore but you make your own versions to play in TrollMarket. All in all he was a bit confused but otherwise liked being human.

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[troublesometrollhunters]

Aaarrrgghh trying to show affection to a soft ace human woman he's become somewhat smitten with.

~ Sometimes he gets a bit confused but you explained the spectrum of what it means to be ace, so he thinks he understands. Trolls have something similar but there is no name for it, it just is. Just as you are. If your asexual or aromantic both are fine with him. Sex or romance aren't needed for a relationship.

~ You don't need sex to be partners, and you don't need sex to be intimate. Trolls have many ways of showing love and he's happy to show you them. Body language is a huge and unspoken love language among trolls. Touch is apart of every troll courting but it's always soft, gentle, and in human terms "plantonic" It's not like what humans typically do.

~ As a Kuberra Aarrrgh should be good with words but growing up on the surface lands as a GumGum whelp didn't do him many favors. He wishes he could recite poetry and tell you how he feels like others in his clan could but he'll have to rely on his touch and his gestures to show his love.

~ His headbomps are always gentle. He may be large but he's been taught restraint. Being a pacifist let him learn how to be soft when needed and he's always soft with you.

~ Grooming is done with every troll in courtship. Filing horns, cleaning each others manes, and picking crystals or flowers off each other. He loves laying down and having you scrub and brush his moss furr. Purrs contently as you file his horns. He likes to nuzzle your hair and glow softly as he hums to show his love. Humans aren't really ones for getting licked so he'll just cuddle instead.

~ He likes showing off his strength too you. He holds heavy grocery bags or likes helping you move furniture in your house. If your okay with it he'll just scoop you up and cuddle close purring as he nuzzles you happy. Nuzzling is one of his favorite things but he also likes headbomps and cuddling as you sleep.

~ Kisses aren't really a thing in troll culture but if you show him Aarrrghs happy to learn. It's a bit awkward with his tusks but he figures it out if you show him what to do.

~ Aarrrgh is very understanding of your sexuality and is very careful not to overstep any boundaries. As a troll sometimes he may get over excited and grab at you or hug you very quickly but as time goes on he gets better at asking and being gentle. He really does love you and he always will.

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