#skraelofthenorthwind

[worldly-diversity]

@skraelofthenorthwind / skraelofthenorthwind:

Skrael turns his eyes skyward, sighing before looking at the boy.

“I’m glad we’re in agreement on how utterly unimportant you are.”

He studies him, and reluctantly decides that the earnest child deserves something besides bruises for his bravery. That being manipulated into being a selfish old man’s child soldier is not his crime to pay for.

“I’ll send you home, if you have one? Do you have... parents?”

He doubts it, what kind of parents would let Merlin make a weapon out of their offspring? Still, it’s a genuine offer. He must have some safe place somewhere.

Alright, that wasn't exactly the reaction he'd been expecting…

He blinks at Skrael in surprise, even though his initial comment teases a small chuckle out of him despite the situation. It's odd, in a way. After all, ever since the amulet chose him and Blinky and Aaarrrgh came into his life, he's been the focus of so many things… The idea that he's unimportant is both strange and pleasing.

Oh he likes the adventures, certainly, deathly situations notwithstanding. He's grown stronger for it and he's well aware of that, but sometimes even a protector wants to go home.

He hadn't been able to to that since the final battle, busy as he'd ended up being at the trolls' new location… Being officially half troll also didn't exactly simplify matters. He couldn't be in the sunlight anymore, which frankly had been one of the greatest blows to him. He'd chosen this for everyone's sake, but that didn't alleviate any of the pain borne from the consequences, even if he'd managed as best he could.

Even if being like this meant making new friends and allies… Meeting Deya had been a gift he wouldn't trade anything for, honestly. Still… How he wished he could go home, for real.

"I have one." He answers softly after a moment, looking curiously at the other. Skrael had come off as cold initially, largely unconcerned with anything or anyone beyond Bellroc and Nari, so he certainly hadn't expected the offer.

"My mom lives in Arcadia, and I guess mr Strickler counts, too." For all that they've been through, it's still occasionally odd to think of the man as a surrogate father… "I haven't been able to go back ever since, well… This." He gestures to himself, troll features rather hard to miss after all. He wonders briefly if Skrael knows that Jim's a half troll, turned by Merlin's potion for the final battle against Morgana and Gunmar's Eternal Night.

"Merlin said the change was permanent."

#skraelofthenorthwind #universe • tales of arcadia #interactions • jim lake #threads #breaking my asks-only spree to answer this bc i'm super hyped for it x3 #into the void • queue

[dreamcrow]

thought a little too hard about skrael in a suit; predictable gay activity ensues

ft. the skrael headcanons of: @skraelofthenorthwind, @babblish, @nrth-wind, and...me! :3c

#skrael of the north wind #tales of arcadia #toa wizards #trollhunters #one day... One Day i will draw a skrael facing a direction that isn't left #but it is not this day. #draws

[arcanelovepile]

Itty bitty Skrael sketch ❤ (Skrael version as seen on my rp blog @skraelofthenorthwind)

#skrael #skrael of the north wind #arcane order #toa wizards #tales of arcadia #my art #some of his braids are supposed to have small bone decorations #i'll add that in the clean version #but in general im pretty happy with it i think?

[niifelheim]

Hey! I’m Eva, and this is my main blog - what you’ll find will be things that inspire me for some reason or other. I’m a big fan of horror, folklore, mythology and writing, so expect some of that.

If you’re an rp blog and I followed you, these are my (low) active rp sideblogs:

@skraelofthenorthwind (skrael, toa)

@themissingthird (nari, toa)

@lad-of-fortune (douxie, toa)

@zzzzzzir (beelzebub, good omens)

Other blogs

@arcanelovepile (for ordershipping purposes)

@sixthconfiguration (rp blog, hellpriest, hellraiser)

@cenobitesurvivor (rp blog, colin, hellraiser)

#blog intro #pinned post

[themissingthird]

which beautiful concept are you?

a whispered compliment, a confession of love

it is simultaneously the heat of a fire and the coolness of water. you are the beauty found in the unknown, the second after you confess and the knowledge that you cannot go back. that things are forever changed, and there is nothing to do but give your heart to another, trusting them to handle it with care. it is quiet, but so very loud.

tagged by: stolen from one of my rp blogs @skraelofthenorthwind)

tagging: youuuu 

#{ find the outline things will tell you their name ~✧~ headcanon } #{ roots were bound into the ground ~✧~ queu }

[douxie-casperan]

How do strangers perceive you?

Full of golden light

The smell of soup cooking in the other room. Golden hour sunlight peeking in through the windows. Laughter that bounces against the walls and smiles you can't help but mirror. You're easy to approach. Your best feature is probably your smile. You don't mind looking silly if it makes people laugh. You're not easily embarrassed. You're calm and you make people feel at ease. You're a good listener because you really really care what they have to say. People leave every interaction with you feeling just a little bit more loved. You're a kind soul, and people can see that. You mean so much more to people than you know.

Tagged by @skraelofthenorthwind

Tagging whoever would like to!

So sorry for the belatedness of this! Tumblr never told me and I didn’t realise until I checked the email this account is tied to when checking AO3 emails on my alt account :<

#No facts truer than a good meme

[but-master]

cont. II @skraelofthenorthwind

Hisirdoux does his best not to flinch at Skrael’s touch. This is the real one; it’s okay... This Skrael wouldn’t do a thing to hurt him... 

Nevertheless, he allows himself to be guided in, and then takes back his hands, busying them with an Archie who flies up to be held. It’s a comforting feeling, having his familiar in his arms, and though he’d fretted a little about asking Archie to be present for the conversation, he’s immeasurably grateful that he’d agreed to stay, regardless of the outcome. He isn’t sure he could have done this without him. 

Eyes boring into Skrael’s floor, Hisirdoux mumbles softly, all hesitation and guilt, and prays that his master does not immediately condemn him to his fate. 

“What...” he swallows. “What would you say, Master, if I told you that I--... I had gotten involved with something I knew I shouldn’t have? It.... I thought it was-- ...I just wanted--” 

His shoulders are a line. “I suppose I’d rather it be me than all of Camelot, but she-- it’s-- it’s getting bad, and--...” 

He is making little sense, he knows, but his fright of Skrael’s reaction is overwhelming. It’s all too easy to picture the way he’d rebuff him, claim that it isn’t his problem. That it’s what he deserves, for being so foolish. 

His eyes squeeze shut. “I can’t do it alone anymore... I’ve tried everything.”

#// moppet ilu and i know you're stressed but this is not at all an explanation of what's going on lmao #// sweetie you gotta use your words xD #skraelofthenorthwind #apprentice to a different master

[maiolica-admirer]

@skraelofthenorthwind cont from here:

Wrong numbers are a tedious yet common occurrence and possibly under any other circumstance she would have ignored it. Maybe.

[00:08 am]: I heard slagging off old men and what sounds alcoholic

[00:08 am]: Count me in

#skraelofthenorthwind

[fear-before-valor]

“Ah, such a nimble little mouse ” (Maurgh @skraelofthenorthwind)

Lady Dimitrescu Asks II Accepting II @skraelofthenorthwind

Jim was breathing heavily, Daylight drooping in his hands, as he glared at the very powerful, very scary, sorceress. He wasn't sure what to make of her, as she brooded with all of her power and might, an imposing figure in front of him.

"I'm no mouse. I'm the Trollhunter, and you made a big mistake coming here and threatening the people I love." He growled, hoisting Daylight despite his fatigue, to point it at her straight on. "Now leave, or I'll make you."

#// jim #// jimbo #// jimothy #// i love you #// but you're not gonna beat maurgh on your own lol #// you need your friends #// stop taking on powerful wizards ON YOUR OWN #ask #skraelofthenorthwind

[arcane-nari]

Skrael, One

@skraelofthenorthwind // @ice-demigod-skrael

On Hearts.

Heartbeats are strange things for the spirit of the ice. For all his existence, he’s been the sort of thing that stops hearts and steals breath. The north wind rips the warmth right out of your lungs, and there he is. Laughing at the way your nose and ears and cheeks go red. 

But what can you do? Hunker down into your layers and bear it. There’s no stopping the wind outside. Inside, though. Inside is warm. Inside a home. Inside a heart. 

Skrael has seen hypothermia and frostbite and worse, and he has seen the warmth seep slowly out. It stirs a strange familiarity in him, one he doesn’t care to think on too deeply. But curiosity — curiosity is acceptable. He can sit by and watch, hidden in the snow, watch the warmth inside the human the heart the home, and wonder exactly how it works. And wonder exactly how it feels. 

Warmth melts snow. It is no place for him. He never lingers long.

It’s never Good to linger long

#skrael #the arcane order #drabbles #skraelofthenorthwind #ice demigod skrael

[trollamulet-archived]

@skraelofthenorthwind​ // continued from ask Skrael slowly sank down to look at the boy who had approached him. It took him a few moments to realize why he felt familiar. In was the eyes - startling blue, sincere, full of tired optimism - and the way he carried himself - experience beyond his years. The trollhunter! Not a troll, then? He had not paid attention to the person behind the armor, had simply assumed it was just another warrior troll, perhaps a bit younger than usual but-

-this was a mortal child.

Merlin. How that manipulative old fool could pretend to have a moral high ground was beyond him.

“That depends on the differences.” He canted his head, observing the boy. Had he laid a trap? No, he would have sensed the deception a mile away on somebody this pure hearted. Traps were the boy wizard’s hat trick. “Do you want to be allies?”

Skrael could not fathom why he would, especially given that the Order had been far from kind to him so far. And the conflict was far from over.

“YOU are the reason i’m back to this -- to humanity.” he starts, hostile tone betraying him when his question had in turn been kind, had been from someone who had been owed a forgiveness, an apology to what has happened, and when merlin died without a sorry word to the other boy whose life he ruined, the memory was enough to rile jim up.

even returned to a form that cannot be sunburned as fatally ( he wonders with the patches of skin that turn dark when he burns, skin becoming tougher than before ) he wonders if he’s even fully human anymore. it’s fitting of him. he started human, but is no longer just jim the baby-handed or jim the bular-slayer. he’s an angry child with his adolescence and future stolen from and returned to in two years. there is no therapy for this. he’s one of a kind. 

but his tone softens from its anger. it’s not long in this body. his troll nature had lead the way for him to hold onto it for as long as needed, where as now it’s back to a flash in the pan bang and its gone. “i have to thank you, even though it’s something i thought i’d lost.” he admitted, on guard. he had no weapons now, excaliber still beyond his reach ( though he did not tempt fate yet. he was still struggling and taking up a new mantle would do worse to stretch his failing psyche thin. )

“it depends. what could you do for me? i still have the scar from the last time.”  he fished, yet yearning to return to the body of stone.

#if i want to be rich [ main ii ] #skraelofthenorthwind #oop

[dreamcrow]

Character: BELLROC - or Skrael, or Nari (from skraelofthenorthwind)

(from headcanon game here; thank you @skraelofthenorthwind for the ask! also SO MANY OF YOU asked for bellroc i feel so perceived (delighted) 😂)

1: sexuality headcanon

[human before the invention of currency/sexuality voice] queer as a three-dollar bill

(aware that the term/equivalent would be applied to them. defiantly adoptive of it for this reason. my version of this character might not have ever felt [attraction for someone with their gender], but mainly bc they understand their gender as "a bellroc," i.e. their unique sense of themself. at the same time: they'd probably think anything they do—romantic or otherwise—falls under the rubric of "i think something very lgbt just happened to me," for much the same reason.

but when they look at skrael and nari, despite all their differences, they very much feel: ah. same dramatic goth magic nerd hat)

2: otp

aside from (again) the extremely obvious (the one true pairing, if you will) i'm going to give an honorable mention to @babblish's take on nari/bellroc? he's developed it so tenderly, and so carefully, i've gotten quite fond of the thought of such a well-executed take on them. 🥺

3: brotp

aside from the obligatory obvious answer (nari and skrael) + some miscellaneous ocs? (meryneith... orz)

bellroc x being right. bellroc x a nice nap. bellroc x THE HOTSPRINGS EPISODE I KEEP WANTING TO WRITE...

4: notp

b/ellgana. i understand the possible logics here, and mean no offense, i just do not want to see/be seen by, lol

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

they're NOT the obligatory ambidextrous member of the order. (that's nari.) i love their weirdness but i also like the thought that in some aspects they're actually just...very normal.

6: favorite line from this character

NO MORE HALF MEASURES.

i cannot remember the last time i was this stupid about a throwaway line. ("especially the lies," maybe? damn.)

7: one way in which i relate to this character

i know this probably isn't that deep but some of their lines don't...make perfect logical sense ("a quick and painful death" comes to mind, or their little comment about "THE SUMMONING™" in the middle of fighting douxie, lol). i too often misspeak when i'm flustered, or make leaps in logic that aren't apparent to my audience, so pretty much the instant i saw that i immediately chucked that into the hc pile.

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

getting beaned by their own fireball literally seconds after skrael gets done identifying an "infinite corridor." they're so dumb, i love them so much, my heart is going to burst.

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

worst bird. best beloved blorbo. joy of my life, light of my heart. they've never done anything wrong, ever, in their life.

#q&a #ask games #tales of arcadia #the arcane order #bellroc #toa wizards #narroc #skraelroc #alright lads pack it in. gotta go cry about halfbaked children's cartoon villains for a bit #(they deserved better. i love this wretched cardboard cutout so MUCH.)

[arcanelovepile]

Welcome to my writing & art blog for all things Arcane Order related. ٩(♡ε♡)۶

AO3: Trollmor

RP sideblogs (main blog @nifelheimm):

@skraelofthenorthwind - Skrael blog

@themissingthird - Nari blog

@lad-of-fortune - Douxie blog

#arcane order #skrael #bellroc #nari #toa wizards #tales of arcadia

[skraelofthenorthwind]

When...

You notice a grand total of NONE of your posts or blogs showing up in the tags and... well, fuck.

#skrael rp #tales of arcadia rp #skraelofthenorthwind #toa rp #trollhunters rp

[breweress]

@skraelofthenorthwind​

Skrael stood on the stone ground, bare feet against smooth surface. He was surrounded by the machines mortals used for transportation. The sun was setting, just a sliver of light quickly fading behind the rooftops.

In the midst of all the mortals of Arcadia he had picked up a trace of magic that was neither troll nor wizard nor sorceress, but oddly familiar just the same. It reminded him of Nari, although faint as an echo.

When the source of it finally exited the building he frowned. A mortal? No. Definitely not. He moved closer, observing her silently even though she could clearly see him now. No matter, his appearance should not shock a non-mortal. It prickled his curiosity like needles, not being able to identify her at a glance.

“What are you?” Head canted, and even if the question was just short of a demand his hoarse voice was unusually mild.

Marius sensed it first -- an ancient presence of almost pure power. Something that ran colder and deeper than the oldest glacier, something that would freeze to the bone. He bristled, letting out a low housecat’s growl, only reluctantly allowing Polly to pry him from his perch and carry him outside to lock up.  

But she doesn’t make it much past the doorway before seeing them herself -- a small, ice-blue individual, with eyes that seemed to almost glow in the street light. Naturally, she yelps. It’s a pitiful, short sound, as she presses a hand to her chest in an effort to still her racing hart, and stammers out an apology. 

“Sorry -- sorry, I didn’t see you there. Ehm -- I’ve just closed up, but...” Her intuition tells her his drink: Glacier water, with pine. Cold all the way through. 

It’s only too late that she answers his question, “I-I’m a shopkeep? Err -- or a girl, if that’s what you’re asking. My name is polly. Um. And this is Marius my cat. And you are?”

#skraelofthenorthwind #hi hi! #and you can have tea AND cake if you so choose

[douxie-casperan]

@skraelofthenorthwind cont from here:

Douxie visibly flinches like he’d been struck with something far more than words. Everything stings like a bastard dog piling the sheer exhaustion he’s feeling but that’s no excuse really is it? Not for somebody who tried to help and actually has had moments of surprising altruistic moments that could be mistaken for kindness in the right light.

“Th- That came out wrong. M’sorry.” It sounds genuinely apologetic though his gaze only holds so long before it falls away as much as his hands do into his lap. It’s like the words he wants are there but not coming easily, not for lack of wanting but more trying to fight the clearly fuddled brain filter.

“Just because I’m... Annoyed with life and society in general - S’no excuse you didn’t deserve that.”

#skraelofthenorthwind #[IT MADE ME LAUGH TOO HARD TO LEAVE IT I'M SORRY]