#gooon leader

[thehoneymushroomhealer]

In the mood for Jellen angst, you can make a guess whoever’s perspective this is.

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He glares down at you, his war scythe shook in his unyielding grip, the glow of his lime irises illuminating the anguished rage displayed his features, his voice trembled with barely contained misery.

“You.. You killed all of them.. All of them, like some kind of.. Like some slaughterman! Tyk-son!”

Jellen slams his leg down on your chest as he curses, the force and pressure of his stomp hurt like hell, the gumm-gumm leaning over, forcing his weight down on you.

“Was alone for so long.. Dreamed and wished for day friends would return!! Did you ever think about who they were?? Grew with them! Trained with them! Pysk'aad!! My brothers!! My sisters!! They finally come! They FINALLY HERE! YOU KILLED THEM ALL IN ONE DAY!!”

He lifts his foot from your chest and you immediately try to scramble away backwards from him as his rage grows, though you don’t manage to put much space between you as he grabs you by your ankle and swings you over his head in an arc before you slam back down. Again and again he swings you over his head back and forth slamming you onto the unforgiving ground, by the time he stops your head is too dizzy and your body too bruised to try and move away from him. The fluffy haired gumm-gumm stabbed his scythe into the concrete in front of your head where you lie as he roars out in a mix of frustration and grief, the glow of the marks across his body intensifying with his emotions.

“RRAAAAAAAAAUUUUHH!!!!!! AGAIN! AGAIN! ALONE AGAIN!! BECAUSE OF YOU!!! MMMRRRRAAAAAHH!!! LAT FYST'IL MYRKSTA!!”

Jellen suddenly grips his scythe with both hands and begins erratically stabbing the ground around you head in another fit of sorrow and wrath, having to quickly dodge, rolling from side to side before gathering your wits enough to scoot back out of the range of his rage. As his aggressive stabbing reduced the concrete where your upper half had been lying to rubble, Jellen eventually slows to a stop, his roars reducing to anguished cries, leaning heavily on his weapon, still stabbed into the ground.

“My friends! My friends! Huaaahaa.. All my friends! *sniff* Haaa.. They’re all gooone huaaahaa!! My Leader! My- *sniff* My comraaades!! All gooone!! Haaaa all alooonne!!! My friiieeennds!!! My friiieeennds!!! Huaaahaahaaa!!”

You finally manage to pull yourself up onto your feet and begin to run in the opposite direction. Jellen makes no move to go after you, remaining in his spot, too consumed by his mourning to follow, his despaired cries growing quieter as you run farther and farther away..

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trollish swears + translations provided by zonbiconbi

“tyk-son” = son of a bitch

“pysk'aad“ = damn (damn it)

“lat fyst'il myrksta” = Banish yourself to the Darklands (go to hell)

#trollhunters #tales of arcadia #oc #jellen #angst #mun writes #oh what fun it is to make the himbo cry #who doesnt enjoy some nice trollish swearing #enjoy his suffering

[margoteve]

Voltron season 3 Spoilers.

I hope I tagged enough of the tags. My summary of the season so far after watching 3 episodes. *starts singing*  SHIRO come back, any kind of fool could see Everything turned to shit that you’re gooone Shiro come back, you can blame it all on Zarkon  Keith is right, and they just can't live without you

About the female Galra generals: 

BOY I’M GAY. THEY ALL PRECIOUS. I mean holy shit they kick ass. Like holy shit. I CAN’T REMEMBER THE BUFF LADY NAME BUT SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL I WILL CRY. The Seeing Cat eye lady is sooo coooooll. And Color Splash Lady is a cinnamon roll. heck. I am in too deep.

ALSO KEITH SUCKS AS A LEADER WHO AUTHORISED THIS. I NEED TO SPEAK TO MANAGER.

#spoilers #voltron season 3 spoilers #vld s3 spoilers #season 3 spoilers #s3 spoilers #ok I think I put enough