#gunmar too

[rule-number-3]

Hello ye hi,

Can you please give so lore(if you have any) on your trollhunter oc? They look really cool and I want to know more about them!

Hi there, hello,

Skara thanks you all so much for all the attention. She's not used to people saying nice things, so it very refreshing

There's one kind of big piece of lore I'm going back and forth on, so here's some things I've mentioned before and some new stuff I've decided.

She had been a Gumm Gumm since Orlagk's reign, coming in not long after Gunmar. She was sort of young at the time but old enough to know exactly what she was doing and what she was getting into.

She'd never call Gunmar a friend, but they'd worked together plenty of times as they were both generals. When it came down to it, she fought on Gunmar's side when he fought against Orlagk. At first, she declined and intended to stay neutral while the boys duked it out, but the more followers Gunmar amassed, she knew it better to pick aside. Preferably the winning one.

She says she only stopped being a Gum Gumm because there were no more Gumm Gumm's around and never elaborates on why she wasn't at Kilahead. The truth is she had gotten severely injured not long before it, forced into hiding while she recovered because she knew what being unable to fight meant. It still upsets her and she misses her old friends.

She loves to play the "big bad gumm gumm" role when she first meets people. She's roughly 11ft tall and very intimidating and likes scaring people with empty and vague threats. She does it partly for fun but also because it gets results when things need to get done.

She's not secretly a softy or anything she says. She just usually wants to be mean because she has a pretty wacked sense of humor. Doesn't like being called a nice person ever even when she is.

She doesn't like Merlin or the Trollhunters and is very vocal about it. She sees him as a senile old coot with no right to decide what troll is or isn't worthy of being his personal pet (her perspective, not mine). Learning about Jim did not help this opinion.

She likes reading about war history. Just a hobby. She also likes swimming.

[spadelynnne]

Daydreaming

[zynxsone]

Gunmar looks so hot in this specific scene

[climbdraws]

s1 of trollhunters is amazing. and it just goes downhill from there

[pinkytoothlesso11]

Heart of Stone chapter 24

Omg it's been MONTHS since I've updated. 😭 And every time I'm closer to the end... I have so much fun with these chapters, so 8 don't know why it keeps getting forgotten.

Anyway.

Chapter summary: (Strickler POV) With Jim, Claire and Douxie sucked into Stricklander’s uncontrolled portal and Merlin (unsurprisingly) still to blame, Barbara proceeds to chew the wizard out.

With Jim missing, Stricklander takes it upon himself to keep a closer eye on Gunmar and Angor Rot, as a spy.

Only question is: how long can he pretend to be his old self for until he's found out?

[yellowmagicalgirl]

37 blinky x gunmar if you are not comfortable with it don’t do it

37. meeting in prison au

And by prison, I mean "the Darklands" because this would be an au where Blinky got sent to the Darklands instead of Dictatious. They're imprisoned together ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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"We found him wandering a few miles southwest of where the bridge stood," one of Gunmar's soldiers said. She had her hand on the shoulders of a blue skinned troll. A sack had been stuffed over his head, and all four of his hands had been bound together by rope.

"Kneel," Gunmar said, and the soldier forced the troll to his knees.

Carefully as to not rip the fabric, Gunmar tore the bag off the troll's head to reveal a head glaring up at him with six eyes.

"What were you doing there?" Gunmar asked.

"I will never answer to you, Gumm-Gumm!" the troll said with entirely too much bluster. Bluster that was lost as Gunmar got close to his face and growled. "Please don't hurt me! I'm just a scholar; I shouldn't have been at Killahead!"

"A scholar or a spy?"

"I swear I'm not a spy; though I supposed that's just what a spy would say. But I swear to you, I've never even been in a fight before AAARRRGGHH!!! attacked Dwoza!"

"Dwoza you say? You'll be telling me all about them, scholar, and when we get out your information had best be accurate."

They had only been locked in the Darklands for about three nights. Surely it wouldn't be much more.

SEND ME A SHIP AND A NUMBER AND I’LL WRITE A SHORT FIC

[maddisonprime]

I’m dying- ITS TOO MUCH CUTENESS!!

Quick little doodle inspired by a picture of a tiger with it's cub.

[jiubilant]

went into a fugue state today and downloaded many immersion mods. a few highlights:

spouse's freedom: your spouse will now leave the house and go about their normal daily routine instead of waiting wretchedly around for you to come back

take a nap: exhausted from adventuring? doze off in your chair. suffer lore-friendly back pain

civil war battlefields: adds abandoned battlefields across skyrim so that you don't forget there's a war on

bandit hounds overhaul: adds more dogs to bandit hideouts and strongholds and ups the realism by making them more dangerous. being rushed by a slavering wolfhound should worry you a little

immersive laundry: townspeople now hang their laundry out to dry :) it's cute

northern bathhouses: adds saunas to skyrim's larger settlements. hit gunmar with the viht (you can't actually hit gunmar with the viht)

bury sinderion: lets you give poor sinderion a proper burial. don't just leave him there...what are you going to tell avrusa

arkay's cremation: restoration spell that cremates the dead in sanctifying fire, in case you're not the sort to leave a trail of bodies in your wake

riverwood trader is a mess: makes lucan's and camilla's shop actually look as though it was ransacked by burglars. you can help them clean it too

not the immersive bees: bees will swarm you if you bother them. use this to your advantage in battle

[wicked-by-nature--au]

The mighty baby-Gunmar huffing and puffing

Sorry for the slow progress, I got diagnosed with ADHD not too long ago and just started medication for it. And my god I have been feeling like shit because of that...

But in the meantime, have a little doodle.

- HuttuHarakka

[an-autistic-dweeb]

Gunmar Headcanon

WARNING⚠️: Brief mentions of eating people, and a twinge suggestive

Gunmar always holding onto you. Among gumm-gumms, grooming is a very common way to show affection. He’ll scrape off small patches of sun-scarring from your hide, groom your mane, and will lick the blood of your human victims from your face. You look good covered in blood…

He’ll constantly cuddle you when you’re both alone. He’ll hold you close and whisper words of love and possession. How you’re his, and his alone. That he’s yours too.

[yuki2sksksk]

[ Demon Slayer × Trollhunters idea ] (3)

" Helping others often ends up helping yourself. "

Angor Rot can't help the scoff that breathes out of him in reply to the boy's response. Tanjirou remains unwavering, his eyes never leave the assassin troll.

Well, the former assassin troll now. The ring containing his soul glistens on his finger.

" That is your answer? " Angor presses on with a hiss. " You managed to persuade the Trollhunter to return the ring because you only want to help? Do you expect me to bow in gratitude, whelp? "

" I didn't persuade Jim, I merely told him my piece. " Tanjirou hums, his dark red hair swaying in the movement of the windy night. " I told him that it was always yours. Nobody has the right to control others through such means. "

This boy holds the same caution in his stance that Angor had seen with the Trollhunter's, but his eyes have no fear nor hesitation in them. He feels unsettled, not knowing what to make of the way this boy looks at him.

Fear keeps you alive and aware. If this boy is afraid of him, he does a flawless job in disguising it in sight and scent. Angor takes a step forward, foot barely grazing the grass of the boy's home property.

Tanjirou remains indifferent. His gaze stays the same and Angor snarls at how it reminds of the untouchable, warmth of the sunlight --

" Did you not think I might have attacked your friend when I got back my soul? "

" I did. Jim thought the same too. But I told him to be prepared for that scenario. You didn't attack Jim, so that's good. "

Angor narrows his eyes. " Such naivety. " Yet his words carry nothing, he's aware, because if anything, this boy doesn't seem idiotic.

" You're here just to ask me questions. Although it would have been nice if you didn't sneak around in the first place. " A displeased tone in his voice as he puffs. " I almost thought you were a robber if not for your scent. "

Scent. This boy has an enhanced scent of smell. Angor's eyes dart to the small axe in the boy's hand, taken when he had emerged out of his house to confront him with the thought that he was an intruder.

" I could've been coming here to attack you. Perhaps as a bit of warning for the Trollhunter, maybe? " The troll mimics a motion of unsheathing his blade.

" Will that be your choice? "

Angor Rot goes still.

" Will you continue to pursue the Trollhunter? " Tanjirou continues, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. " Despite being free from being controlled again? Do you intend to continue your reputation as the Trollhunter's assassin? You can choose what you want now, walk on the path you prefer. It doesn't have to be in a violent one. "

There's a faint sound of inhaling, and Angor notes the way the boy's chest expands and the twitch in his muscles.

For the first time since their talk tonight, he goes into a stance, bringing his arms up and resting his hands in a crossing pose over his shoulders, the axe being tightly gripped in his hold.

" If that is your choice, " Tanjirou says, " then, right here, right now, I will take your life. "

(In the distance later on, where Angor Rot has corrected the boy's assumption and walks away to find another path for his future, he sometimes wonders what would have happened if he had taken another step forward. The boy's eyes glared on his neck back then, but his axe was small, and a troll's skin is thick and hard to cut.

And then Angor remembers the boy's gaze, of how it resembled the gentle warmth of the sun and at the same time, the prickling heat that burns through his skin if made contact. His senses had screamed danger despite not picking up any hostile intention.

Somewhere in the future, Angor finds himself protecting the Trollhunter Jim from Gunmar and aiding him in the battle, and his golden eyes find Tanjirou swinging his blade through the Gumm Gumm soldiers without breaking a sweat.

When the boy notices him and beams, his past words echoing, Angor Rot finds it reasonable to have a sense of wariness and fear for the boy because he resembles the sun; bright, warm and deadly.)

[avirxy]

For the 5 head canons, maybe the httyd au?

1. Aja’s absolutely the best warrior in training in Arcadia, there’s no debate, she’s been joining the dragon hunts since she was nine. Her brother however, isn’t, Krel and Eli work in the main forge, neither big on fighting fire breathing beasts and that’s completely okay. They’re too busy tinkering with machines and ballistas.

2. Arcadia is run by a collective council, while Aja and Krel’s parents are the highest seats, most members agree that dragon hunting is necessity to keep their home safe.

3. Saffron and Shadowdancer get along great, just like their riders, they work in sync together on missions and Claire taught Jim how to work Shadowdancers riggings so if anything ever happened he knows how to fly.

4. Varvatos runs the dragon school circuit, and most of the kids are involved, there are other positions that don’t require being on the front lines so it’s not always about blades and battles. But those that are steadfast in becoming warriors do fight dragons, it comes down to Aja and Claire in the finals.

5. After Shadowdancer is captured and forced to lead the warriors to the Red Death’s island Toby tames a Quaken, Mary, to everyone’s horror tames a Death song that had been locked deep in the dungeons, Darci shows kindness to a war battered Goregutter and gains its eternal loyalty, it’s secretly a big softie. And Barbara absolutely tames a Rumblehorn.

6. Claire really struggles after the battle with the Red Death, things are better in Arcadia but she hates she can’t fly with Shadowdancer or that she still can’t get the hang of maneuvering with crutches until her leg heals enough to get it fitted for some sort of prosthesis.

7. Gunmar is the first real dragon hunter they meet, a brutal, cold warlord from the south wanting every dragon under his heel, Jim and Darci go to negotiate with him in hopes of peace, after they’re refused Claire and Shadowdancer immediately take out more than half of the fleet he brought with him, solidifying there will be no surrender from Arcadia.

[iloveyousmmm]

human bular in an au where him and jim swap places and barbara and gunmar swap places.

idk man i saw the au on here a while back. i wish i remembered the original post

heres some extras

it looks like gunmar is saying cars but hes saying lars lol

i was too lazy to draw bular in armor😢

[pinkytoothlesso11]

Challenging Destiny chapter 23

With Morando taken care of, Jim and the team reunite with lost members before heading back to earth.

Aja and Krel reunite with their parents, who are finally recovered, and have an easier time than expected explaining everything to them.

A risky plan is proposed to try and convert Area 49-B to their side, to prepare for revealing magic to the world.

[winter-leftovers]

Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter twenty five: As The World Caves In (25/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: Merlin and the trollhunter team make Jim take a decision. Y/n and Douxie have their last night on earth.

Word count: 4150

Warnings: a lil of angst. +16 stuff, implied smut, nothing explicit

See episode ten of Trollhunters before reading for extra rage!

(Season 3 Episodes 9, 10)

Song?: As The World Caves In by Sarah Cothran

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Masterlist

“We’re home, mom! Y/n! Merlin?” Y/n heard the front door opening “Got the stuff you needed”

Her heart increased its already fast pace.

“He is going to kill me” she whispered as she looked up at the couple surviving pieces of Jim’s vespa laying on the garage’s table from her place on the floor.

“Ugh” Merlin rolled his eyes. The wizard was tired of the girl’s nervousness.

Y/n ignored him. She tried and tried to explain to him how important the vespa was but it didn’t seem to matter to him. It didn’t fit his logic, if it does fit what Merlin already believes, he won't try to do it any other way.

“What’s that smell?” Toby complained.

“Hell” Y/n screamed to the trollhunter team that were still at the door.

“We’re in the garage” Blinky announced.

Aaarrrgghh and Blinky were still impregnated by the horrid smell of the cave where Merlin sent them to look for something that he didn’t allow Y/n to see.

Jim followed the voice of the troll, opening the door followed by Toby and Claire carrying the trophies of their conquest.

“It appears your little excursion was just as fruitful as our own” Blinky pointed to the table.

“My vespa?” Jim screamed, only being able to focus on the remains of his bike.

“I’m so sorry, Jim” Y/n stood up.

“Aaah” he dropped to the floor in agony “what did you do?”

“I put it to much better use” Merlin nodded and Y/n pulled one of the covers “This one is for Tobias”

“What?! We got armors too?!” Toby screamed as the sheet fell to the ground revealing an orange suit of armor “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this! So cool! So cool!” He ran up to it to look it up closer. With one of his finger, he carefully caresed the metal “Look how shiny it is”

Y/n smiled, happy that her work with Jim’s bike had made him so happy. She took a step back and looked at her father before revealing the last one.

“And this one is for Lady Claire” Merlin said as the sheet fell revealing a purple set of armor.

“Oh. Wow” Claire breathed “Holy guacamole”

“Do you like it?” Y/n smiled “I used purple because is totally your color”

“Yes” the girl carefully touched the metal “You did this?”

“I like mine better” Toby stated.

“I’m glad. I did it thinking of you” Y/n chuckled, turning to Claire “Yeah. I’m going to have metal under my nails for a hundred years”

“Wow. Thanks. It’s amazing” Claire smiled.

Y/n blushed. She took a step back to observe the happiness her work has made.

“Good work” Merlin ruffled Y/n hair.

She smiled back to her father. Besides being forced to destroy her brother’s bike the afternoon was very tame, nice even. Merlin let her take the lead in the design and construction of the armors. Father and daughter working together side by side on the floor of the garage, recounting old memories in between the comfortable silence.

“That’s surprisingly nice of you, Merlin” Jim said.

“Quick query” Blinky wasn’t as trusty as his student “If we’ve been collecting items for a spell to thwart Gunmar, then why would they require armor?”

“A spell? You thought we would stop Gunmar and Angor Rot without going to war?” Merlin couldn't believe the ingenuity of the troll.

Y/n shifted in her place. They still haven’t recovered from the consequences from the last war but Merlin was right. There wasn’t any other way

“Do you have sand for brains?” The wizard started pacing.

“Wait, a war?” Jim asked.

“Once freed,” Merlin cracked his neck “Morgana will attempt to bring forth the Eternal Night”

“Free Morgana?” Y/n’s voice came out more hopeful than she wanted to.

“Sounds like you’re saying you’re not going to stop Gunmar from freeing that witch” Claire stopped playing with her new armor and turned to the wizard.

“Oh, did I not make myself clear? I’m not here to stop Gunmar” Merlin clenched his fists behind his back. Y/n frowned, she only saw him do this a couple of times: once when Douxie wouldn’t shut up about his staff after almost dying and a couple of times when discussing important matters with King Arthur “I’m here to kill Morgana”

Y/n felt her knees give out. She walked back until she found a solid surface, a wall to hold the weight of her soul. Maybe it was naive, childish even but all these years she hoped to bring back the Morgana she knew, that maybe, if they gave her enough time, Y/n could find a way to bring back the sister she once knew, but with this war, Merlin wouldn’t give her the time.

Her father’s possible words resonated in her mind “Grow up, Y/n! She’s a monster! She’s never going to change! We have to kill her, now!” She would cry and her father would mellow, he would understand the grief her daughter is going through and say “I’m sorry, Birdie but there is no other way”

“And maybe there’s no other way. Maybe I have to grow up. Maybe my sister has been dead this whole time” she thought.

“Jim. Jim. Jim!” Y/n was brought back by Claire’s screams.

“Want to weigh in here?” An irritated Toby asked the trollhunter “Merlin just dropped the bomb we have to let Morgana loose”

Y/n looked around, her father had walked to the other side of the room somehow. She walked by the entrance door where he was standing and sat down on the steps, her body still too shaky to stand.

“Wait, he destroyed my Vespa” Jim said.

Y/n chuckled, lowering her head, her shoes suddenly more calming. Looks like she wasn’t the only one at her limit.

“He what? See? Then you must listen to the voice of reason. Mine!” Blinky screamed.

“Gunmar has the staff of Avalon. Soon he will find a way to free her. This is when we will strike. Together, we’ll slay Morgana before the Eternal Night starts” Merlin explained.

“Woah woah woah” interrupted Toby “I’m sorry, you want Jim to go up against Gunmar and Angor Rot and Morgana?”

“Do you have any other idea?” Y/n asked, already disheartened by the circumstances.

“Now is the time to strike” Merlin didn’t let Toby answer “She’s been imprisoned for centuries and she will be at her weakest. This is our best chance”

“Wait” Claire stepped forward “If Jim defeats Morgana, you get your magic back”

Y/n lifted her head.

“That would be a pleasant bonus, yes” Merlin frowned.

“Oh, you only want your magic back!” Blinky said ironically “Aaarrrgghh, my friend, put your fist through the old man’s face”

“Well, that’s not fair” Y/n stood up, her face revealing the anger she felt at her friends.

“Mmm. Old man make sense. Stop witch forever” Aaarrrgghh shook his head.

“I’m with Blinky. Sounds like Merlin wants his magic back” Toby said.

“What if Merlin’s right? He’s been right about everything else” Claire frowned, scared of making the wrong choice.

“Thank you” Merlin bowed.

“Claire” Toby chuckled “Gunmar and Morgana wants to destroy the world” he turned to Merlin “We live in this world!”

“Yet, this world is protected by the trollhunter. What say he?” Merlin turned to Jim

“Uuh” Jim looked back at the expecting eyes “I need to think”

“Then, I await your decision” Merlin bowed.

“Jim” Y/n walked up to him with a soft smile in her face, she grabbed his hands “The decision you make is the one I’ll be happy to fight for”

Jim nodded, returning the smile with difficulty, the nervousness creeping into his spine.

Y/n turned back to leave.

“Whatever you choose, if we are to fight, we’ll need an army. Aaaarrrgghh and I will see what we can do. As to whom we are fighting. I’ll leave that to master Jim” Blinky said.

Merlin and Y/n shared a look and rolled their eyes.

—

“She’s not receiving my texts” Y/n tipped with one hand and bitted her other index fingernail.

“Thanks. Call me if you do” Claire says to her phone “My mom hasn’t seen her either”

“She’s not at the hospital” added Toby.

Jim and Y/n looked at eachother, hoping that the other had news they hadn’t shared.

“Asking for mommy’s permission?” Merlin mocked from behind the fridge.

“Shut up” Y/n turned, pointing Merlin with her phone “I used to ask for permission to breathe. There’s no need to be an ass”

Merlin raised his eyebrows, a half smile in his face.

“You’re asking us to wage a war. It’s only fair to have everyone weigh in” Jim explained, calmer than Y/n.

“I’m feeling a bit peckish. Where do you keep your fresh haggis?” Merlin looked through the fridge.

“What sort of cannibal wizard hungers for boiled meat in a sheep’s stomach? Ugh” Toby turned to the door “I’ll see if anyone at the school has seen her”

“What kind of sixteen year old knows what a haggis is?” Y/n frowned.

Before Toby could open the door he was tackled by Nomura.

“Jeez, lady, don’t you knock?” He complained.

“Nomura!” Jim ran to aid his friend and the changeling.

“Blood! There’s blood on the rug and it’s purple!” Toby screamed.

“What happened?” Y/n walked up to the changeling.

“Usurna tried to capture me at the museum” Nomura stood up with difficulty “Gunmar needs a changeling to activate the staff of Avalon”

“So he found a way around my safeguard. He needs human hands who can speak in troll tongue. If they fail to take her, they’ll look for others” Merlin looked at Jim.

“Strickler” he said.

“Mom” Y/n said.

“Do you think she’s with him?” Claire asked.

Jim quickly pulled out his phone and called Strickler only to be sent to voicemail.

���We don’t know for sure she was with him” Toby tried to be positive.

“Don’t be naive” Y/n burst his bubble.

“Split up and search everywhere! Find my mother!” Desperation irradiated from Jim’s plea.

“It’s okay. We’ll find them, Jim” Claire smiled.

Y/n turned to Merlin her eyes full of tears:

“Please, let me go with them” she grabbed his arm.

“Of course, Birdie. What kind of man wouldn’t let her daughter look for her mother?” He smiled, wiping with his thumb the tear that had fallen.

“Thank you, father” she hugged him, her cheek hitting the cold metal of the armor.

“Go” he kissed her head.

Y/n ran to the center of Arcadia looking in every corner hoping to find her mother’s red hair but only finding empty spaces. She walked and walked, praying that she was wrong, that she didn’t send Claire and Toby to a dangerous fight. She imagined Strickler and her mother having a date in a remote corner of Arcadia and for the first time she didn’t want to pull her hair out.

“Meow”

Y/n feet stopped. She looked down, tears falling down from her face, she chuckled.

“Hi, Al”

“Meow” he repeated, rubbing himself between her legs.

Y/n kept looking at the cat with amusement. The way his skinny body moved in circles between her legs, his soft fur felt against his shaky body, how his tail, that seemed burnt at the tip, tickled when it disconnected from her body. Her brain was so filled with tragedy that looking at her cat felt like a religious experience.

“Y/n?” The familiar voice sounded so distant yet so close.

She looked up, finding in the distance the boy, the man which she was hoping to see all day. A smile formed in her face washing away all the tears that were burning her eyes.

“Doux?” she asked, well aware of the answer.

The blue haired guy shifted his broom from hand to hand and waved. His hand stopped in the middle of the air but quickly resumed the greeting.

Y/n laughed at the young wizard, her heart filling with the warmth she craved.

“Doux!” She screamed as she ran to the man’s arms.

“Y/n!” He screamed, dropping the broom to catch her before both of them could fall.

She snaked her legs around his waist, pulling her head away from his neck.

“Hi!” She said with a gigantic smile.

“Hello?” Douxie frowned, his cheeks flushed “are you okay?”

Y/n squinted.

“Were you crying?” Tried to get closer to her eyes.

The sudden happiness that had invaded her body disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Y/n dropped her legs, her eyes filling up once more.

“I’ve been an idiot” she looked deeply into his hazel eyes.

“I really don’t follow” he chuckled, disappointed at the loss of touch.

“Can we talk inside” she points to the library.

Douxie nodded.

Y/n looks at the sky and can’t help to, once again, pray for everyone’s safety.

Y/n followed Douxie to his apartment, to her favourite place in this town: the brown leather couch. She sat down, closing her eyes when her head hit the back. With her eyes closed, she wished she could be more selfish and leave this war to someone else, to go back to her house and say to everyone “hey! We don’t have to do this! Someone else can! Let’s hide at Doux until it’s over!” But she can’t. She couldn’t.

“Do you want something to drink?”

Y/n opened her eyes and found Douxie looking down at her.

“No. No” she grabbed his wrist “Come sit” she pushed him close to her.

“Love, what’s going on? Should I be worried?” Douxie lifted his arms as Y/n finded a comfortable position in his chest.

“I’m sorry for not telling you about everything but I can’t tell you exactly what’s going on” she crossed her arms behind his back “Don’t be mad”

Douxie sighed:

“I’m not mad” he lowered his arms, hugging her back “You said you wanted to talk?”

“I know” her voice trembled.

Douxie looked down at Y/n. Her eyes were lost in whatever was the whole issue at hand. He knew the situation well. Back in Camelot, when Merlin used to make her keep secrets, useless or not so useless secrets that would fill her up, to eat her up, she would shut down like this. Now, she was trying to compartmentalize the secret to tell Douxie what she could without getting into trouble with her father.

“They’re going to free Morgana” Y/n said, tears falling down unapologetically.

“Oh. How…”

“And they’re going to kill her” she sobbed, hiding her face into his chest “I know is the only way…”

“But you hoped it wasn’t” Douxie hugged her tighter.

“Why do we have to do this all over again?” She sat up “Maybe there is another way? I mean…there is a human trollhunter…” she stopped when she saw Douxie’s look.

“I’m sorry” he whispered.

“I know. She doomed and she did it to herself” she lowered her head in Douxie’s shoulder “Maybe in another life”

He hugged her closer trying to absorb the grief from the tragedy that has been following them since they were children. Y/n closed her eyes, melting in his touch.

“Doux” she whispered.

“Mmh?”

“The world may be ending in a couple of hours…” she looked up.

He looked down at her, his eyes full of curiosity.

She lifted her hands placing it in his cheek, the little stubble prickling her palm. He gave into the warmth of her movement.

“I don’t want it to end without being yours” she whispered, her face red as the roses Douxie had brought for her.

“We don’t have time to get married besides Master…” he rambled, too nervous to answer.

Y/n chuckled:

“No, dumbass” her hand falling to his chest as her face got redder by the second.

“Oh. Oh” he face relaxed and tensed back.

“Oh” Y/n mocked with a smile.

Douxie smiled at the girl's attempt to lighten up the mood. He grabbed her face and got closer to her:

“We don’t have to” he whispered.

“I want to” she grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed with the passion of a woman with no future.

Douxie quickly returned the kiss, his hungry hands wandering Y/n’s torso, finding the hem of the shirt and discarding it easily.

Y/n panted as she felt Douxie’s penetrating gaze on her. The flush traveled to her chest as his glossy eyes moved up and down.

“You’re even more beautiful than the first time I saw you” he said, his cheeks as crimson as hers.

“Thank you” Y/n smiled.

Douxie smiled back and kissed Y/n nose making her giggle.

“Should I?” Y/n gently pulled Douxie’s black shirt.

“Do you want to?” He raised his brow “Scandalous”

“Please, don’t tell the ladies of the court” Y/n laughed as she took out Douxie’s shirt.

Y/n was mesmerized. She probably had the same face he had seconds ago. She stretched her hand, with her fingers caressing his chests, his stomach. Obsessing how Douxie would twitch under her touch.

“Now I get all the teenagers” she pressed her palm on his chest “you’re hot”

“Now you get them?” Douxie pretended to be offended.

Y/n nodded with a big smile as she got closer to his neck, biting the place where his shoulder and neck met.

“Ah” he moaned, pulling Y/n away softly by the hair “What was that?”

“In case we survive. I don’t like sharing” she laughed.

“I don’t like sharing either” Douxie lifted Y/n from the couch and disappeared into the bedroom.

—

Y/n closed her eyes, Douxie’s limbs and hers tangled with each other, outside the birds sang and the wind ruffled the trees. For a moment, the world is not ending, nobody is dying, she’s not losing a part of herself. She wishes she could live in this moment but she knows that her wishes always fall on deaf ears, that the god that was assigned to her has left the building long ago. She was granted one wish, one good thing for eternity and she was sharing a bed with him.

She felt Douxie shift so she turned to face him.

“I can’t believe I slept with Douxie from Ash Dispersal Pattern” she joked.

Douxie laughed and lifted his head from the pillow. “Good for you love but you better leave before my girlfriend gets here” he said putting on a raspy voice.

“I’ll kill you” Y/n bitted Douxie’s bicep. “That’s an awful Ozzy by the way”

“I do what I can” he dropped back to the pillow, dragging himself to be closer to Y/n.

“What now?” She buried her hand in Douxie’s hair.

“We wait until you have to go or I’ll have to go to the battle of the bands” Douxie’s hand found a place in Y/n waist.

“No! The battle of the bands! I completely forgot” Y/n pinched the bridge of her nose “How do I still have a job is beyond me” Y/n sighed, her job was at the bottom of her list of priorities right now.

“Shh” Douxie pulled her closer “Let’s just lay here. Let’s wait for the end”

“Thank you” Y/n kissed Douxie's forehead.

“Why?” He whispered.

“For going along” Y/n closed her eyes.

“Til the end of eternity” Douxie kissed her cheek, closing his eyes.

Y/n laid there pretending to be in the woods of her childhood, back where her problems were less smothering, back when she could still dream to run away with the errand boy without hurting anybody. Now, she loved more people than the three she had back then. She couldn’t abandon the world without consequences. She had to fight and fighting was going to cost her ever more than last time.

Something turned in Y/n’s stomach.

“Did you feel that?” She sat up, starting to dress up.

“No, I was falling asleep” Douxie muttered.

Something had just happened that was going to change the balance in the world.

“I have to go” Y/n kissed Douxie.

“Should I go with you?” Douxie sat up once the urgency woke him up.

“No, be normal” she screamed from the living room as she looked for her bag.

Y/n moved her wrist making her staff appear in her hand. She took a deep breath and pointed the staff to the door, focussing to make a portal appear. Her staff shot a dark mass that quickly stabilized. Y/n sighed and crossed it, appearing in her house.

She wanted to shout, she hadn't used dark magic in years but the sense of darkness killed all her joy.

The house was a mess. Furniture thrown around everywhere, the tv was on on a random channel, all of the books where in the floor.

“Jim? Father?” Y/n screamed as she walked on top of a broken vase.

“Birdie! Have you found your mother?” Merlin walked out of the kitchen, unfazed by the mess.

“What happened?” Y/n clenched her staff.

“What had to happen” he walked forward with his hands behind his back “I talked to Jim”

“What did you tell him?” Y/n frowned, the feeling was growing stronger.

“I shared with him a vision I had while I rested” Merlin put a hand on Y/n’s shoulder “I saw a way to finally end this stalemate. To win this war, I must have a champion with a foot in both worlds”

“No” Y/n whispered, shaking her head. She looked up at her father with her eyes full of tear “You didn’t” she pushing his hand away.

“It’s his destiny” Merlin said like it would suffice.

“He is a child!” Y/n screamed “Sixteen. A baby”

“It’s the only way!”

“I don’t care!”

Y/n felt the atmosphere dropping, everything was heavy to be quickly lifted from her shoulders. She looked around, everything seemed similar except her father’s concerned face.

“You’re bleeding” he pointed to her face.

She lifted her hand to her nose and cleaned the blood from under it. She looked at it and looked back at her father.

“I don’t…” she couldn’t finish the phrase, a gigantic explosion in her mind interrupted her. She took her hands to her temples trying to quiet down the sound.

“The Eternal Night is here” Morgana’s voice proclaimed and everything was quiet once more.

Y/n looked up at her father, cleaning up the new blood coming out from her nose:

“She’s out”

Y/n heard the faucet turned on and ran up stairs ignoring the rest of blood in her hands and face.

“Jim” she screamed “Please! Let me find another way!” She screamed and kicked the door.

“Y/n Ambrosius do not interviene. It’s his choice” Merlin warned from the living room.

“Jim! Please!” She cried and knocked on the door until her knuckles bleeded.

Y/n sat by the door in silence as she heard the tub filled up. She screamed and kicked and knocked, he wasn’t coming out.

“I guess I’m staying until you come out” Y/n chuckled “He’s right. It’s your choice and I already told you the decision you make is the one I’ll be happy to fight for. I guess this still applies”

The faucet stopped.

Y/n stood up.

“I love you, Jim” She whispered to the door “I’ll see you on the other side”

Y/n walked down the stairs and sat on the floor looking at her father walking around the room.

“There really wasn’t any other way?” She asked one last time trying to kill her guilt. She already knew if it was in his father’s vision it was probably the only way.

“No” he shook his head.

She nodded. Lowering her head, waiting for Jim to come out. Y/n smiled when she noticed she had accidentally put on Douxie’s shirt.

“Jim” Toby screamed.

Y/n looked at the door. Claire and Toby had brought her mother and Stickler back in one piece.

“Where’s Jim?” Barbara screamed at the wizard that was playing with the tv.

“Finally becoming a true trollhunter” Merlin said.

“You never” Strickler stepped forward.

The house shook, making Barbara follow the sounds.

“Jim! “She screamed “are you in there?”

They screamed and kicked and knocked but Jim wouldn’t answer.

Y/n stood up and walked to her father, like a child who's afraid would do when she can’t tolerate the dark anymore. She pressed her forehead on his back, closing her eyes with force, trying to block out the screams and then the silence.

A/n: every time I see a cat is a religious experience.

I’m back with more!!! I think 4150 words is the longest I ever written in this series I honestly don’t know what happened but I’m happy with this chapter ☺️ sorry for the delay but THEY CUT MY POWER AGAIN FOR THREE DAYS dont get me started you’ll read my manifesto soon. Also my silly course is over friday 🙏🏻 if I pass it would mean extra credit so pray for me

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It’s too cute ITS JUST TOO CUTE!!!

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