#rip skrael

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

B4 skrael for the clothing ask :)))

please ignore that i had trouble w his hands so i procrastinated drawing them and then just totally forgot abt them and didn’t wanna fix it

[slic3d--br3ad]

RIP Skrael, you'd have looked great as a flapper.

[emerald-emerlad]

Arcane Order Week Day 6 - Outfits (with a bit of color symbolism)

Another oneshot written in half an hour :)

Word Count: 556 & @arcaneorderweek

“Welcome to Thrift Treasures, please keep everything organized,” the teenager at the front desk says in a bored tone, reminding Nari of the pink-haired wizard. Douxie flashes them a smile and tugs Nari towards the back, shaking with excitement. 

“You can calm down, you know,” Nari chuckles. “I hope I don’t disappoint you with my.. What did you call it again? Lack of…”

“Lack of taste,” he grins at her. “I mean, green is your color and all, but you’ve been wearing the same dull sweater for the past week. I figured it’s time to get you something more… you. You’re going to love this.”

“How is this not my style?” she protests, but continues following him none-the-less. The store is rows and rows of shirts, sweaters, jackets, and pants all hung up on white hangers, organized by color and size. Douxie seems to know exactly where to go, and eventually stops in front of a green section, grinning again when Nari’s eyes light up. “There’s so much!”

“Pick something good!” he exclaims, waving his hands around. “Whatever you’d like.”

Nari runs her hand along the fabric, listening to the clatter as the hangers bump against each other. Douxie was right, she does love it. So many choices, unlike back home where all they wore was armor, preparing for fights that would never come.

In the end, she picks a paint splattered mint tank top and small, pine colored shawl that wrapped cozily around her shoulders. Douxie gives her embroidered jeans and a blue hairpin. When she looks in the mirror, Nari can’t help but feel… different. Older.

“My siblings would be flabbergasted,” she jokes, wrapping the shawl tighter. “We never dressed like this back.. Back then. I wonder what they would choose, if they were here.”

Approximately half an hour after Nari and Douxie bought the clothes and left the thrift store, two tall figures enter the same one, one looking excited and the other bored. “Welcome to Thrift Treasures, please- well, okay! No need to be rude about it,” the teenager yawns as the intimidating people ignore them and brush past. 

“I don’t get humans,” Bellroc mutters. “Who in the world wears this?” They pull out an oversized bright pink graphic tee, with the words ‘BEST HUSBAND EVER', and then an arrow pointing to the side, which ends up pointing towards Skrael. 

“It’s not bad,” Skrael says, picking out a blue flannel and putting on, though it is extremely large for his frail frame. “I think some humans have good styles.” 

“Keyword there is some,” Bellroc murmurs, distracted as they pull a tight red turtleneck, looking at it in the mirror and smiling a little. “Anyways, why are we here again?”

“We need to fit in,” he rolls his eyes and grabs a smaller camp shirt, this one ripped around the arms. “We can’t go around looking for Nari wearing… this.” he gestures to his black robe. 

Bellroc scoffs, but nods in approval when they find a flame red motorcycle jacket. Skrael ends up wearing a worn, sky blue sweater with dark spirals covering the arms and large knife earrings. The teenager at the checkout raises their eyebrows, but doesn’t question anything.

“Thanks for shopping at Thrift- jeez. Nevermind!” the kid says as the siblings leave in a hurry, already having wasted a day.

On ao3:

[sonicasura]

I swear I tend to gravitate towards series which has stone based/related characters that it ain't even funny. And three are in my top favorite interests too!

Knack (Main character has the same name as title is a golem or my personal species Relican(Relic Human))

Trollhunters (Supporting characters are trolls but the main character becomes a half and full troll)

And Journey To The West (The most popular of the main characters is Sun Wukong, a stone monkey. Cover is from the 1996 tv show based on the book. One of my favorite incarnations alongside Hero is Back movie/game Sun Wukong.)

If it ain't stone related characters, then the series either has geology or fossils being important items to the sole basis of the entire lore/story/worldbuilding. Put me in the same room with Toby Domzalski cause we'll be nerds together in our two shared interests lol.

Unrelated note, Sun Wukong would definitely adopt Jim and Knack if the three ever met. Any interesting person is enough to have the Monkey King's attention since monkeys are curious creatures. What's more interesting than a teenage warrior with a magic amulet(half troll or not) who fights evil and a relic golem who can go from 2 ft to 36 ft alongside using physical elements as armor?

Plus Sun Wukong is a family man as he calls his subjects 'his children' but also ask to be referred to as 'Father' or 'Grandpa Sun' in the original books. He will kill for them and done so many times. Human, demon/yaoguai, immortals, even other gods aren't safe from Sun Wukong's wrath.

Rip everyone that stirs trouble with either boy because the Monkey King will be upon them in seconds. This is a 5x immortal who literally wreaked havoc in the Heavens and only Buddha himself could stop Sun Wukong. Arcane Order are misbehaving children when it comes to him. I'm pretty sure Bellroc and Skrael can't turn into a 3 headed six armed behemoth nor their Titans can stand up to something like that either.

Knack would be the mature sibling who join Jim in his antics. Hides in his Trollhunter brother's travel bag as his smallest form can easily fit inside. Strength and durability testing with Half Troll Jim would be easier since Knack is able to shift into a suitable size. (Certain sizes changes his appearance drastically)

I also believe he might have the key to providing sunlight immunity as the golem can use sunstones. Sunstones are crystallized sunlight in the games that allows Knack to utilize various techniques or Super Moves: Relic Shockwave, Relic Tornado, Sunlight Blades, Relic Blast, Sunstone Barrier and Invincibility with a Super Sunstone. (I just realized Knack can essentially be considered an 'Anti-Troll Weapon' since the sunlight isn't converted into any other energy.)

Definitely teases Jim about Claire and totally ships Jlaire. Knack also uses his ability to change size to be an utter gremlin. Shifts until he's either tall enough that he can use Jim's head as arm rest or pluck him by the scruff. Never fails to irritate and embarrass the Trollhunter. You can consider Knack Jim's own Titan if ya want, especially if he gets ahold of giant relics again. Can I say a Knack bigger than the largest mountain would be enough to scare someone shitless? Jimbo is in very good hands.

That's my personal opinion.

[nrth-wind-a]

Open RP || check tags for Skrael's human disguise description, also important info about plotting w/ me if you want to plan based on this starter ||

Skrael carefully picked up a book that he'd seen a mortal reading in the coffee shop in which Bellroc and he had seen Nari and that infuriating wizard last week. The mortal had seemed enthralled, wearing a gentle smile on their face, not unlike the one which Skrael wore on his own when he was allowed moments of playing with the mortals. It intrigued Skrael, who liked learning of entertaining things; when one lived as long as he and Bellroc had, one couldn't always get their "kicks," as the mortals said, from starting over the world. It would be far too much of a hassle to plan that many takeovers and rebuilds. Therefore, when Bellroc had dismissed him to go searching for Nari and the wizard, and he'd spotted the same book in the library he'd been pacing through, he'd thought, why not? and picked it up.

It was written by a mortal of the name Robert Frost-- Skrael liked the author's last name-- and bore the title "Fire and Ice, and Other Frost Poems". Fire and Ice sounded like an interesting poem idea; it reminded him of himself and Bellroc. He frowned as he read through it, though. The stupid poet preferred fire to ice as a form of world destruction. What a fool. Ice was a much better way to go. The author's resignation to ice being sufficient in the end did little to placate him, as well. Hm. Just another reason that the mortal plane deserved to begin anew. He'd be sure to inflict a healthy respect for ice in the new world they'd create. He sighed and closed the book, ready to place it back on the shelf.

He wanted to get back and remove his stupid mortal disguise that Bellroc insisted upon when they went out into the mortal world for reconnaissance. It was so restricting. He wasn't even allowed to fly anywhere, and he had to wear these odd mortal inventions called sneakers. What a waste of time it must be to make them. In what world was it worth it to add an extra layer of something, when one's feet worked fine without them? He didn't like them.

Yes, the human disguises were certainly infuriating. He wished he could be more free to do as he pleased at any whim that he felt. Still, the poem had been fairly interesting for a moment; he rather enjoyed wordplay, and the opportunities it presented to ellicit all sorts of fun reactions from people. Like fear, in particular. He quite liked getting a fearful reaction from others. It was a shame his pesky human disguise didn't allow much room for intimidation. Ah well, as soon as he got back to their hideout, he could take out his pent-up energy on whatever unsuspecting creature wandered through their campsite in the forest. He hoped they'd be able to rebuild their castle soon, though. He quite missed having the space, and living without the worry of discovery by mortals every few hours.

[wheretwofacesmeet]

[arcaneorderships]

date night!

nari introduces everyone to the concept of horror movies- it goes well enough, though bellroc critiqued the inaccurate amounts of blood, and skrael laughed hysterically through the murder scenes

[rikalovesrice]

Let’s talk about Skrael and Nari for a second.

I think their relationship is rather interesting! Look at Skrael’s face here. He looks genuinely happy to see Nari. Like, “Hello sister! We found you and we’ve gonna bring you home! :D” Skrael doesn’t taunt her like Bellroc does. Don’t get me wrong, it’s definitely a twisted sort of excitement. Skrael’s basically like a yandere sibling. He has real affection for Nari but is also super toxic.

I think it was slightly hinted in Wizard’s that they had a somewhat playful relationship. When Morgana was resurrected, Nari was like, “Haha! I told you Skrael. You have no manners, huhuhu.” And Skrael is seen to have childish side himself when he tortures Steve, cackling like a child playing with a toy. Skrael isn’t like this at all with Bellroc. The way Skrael drones Nari’s name in that haunting sing-songy way coupled with this look of actual excitement, while disturbing, is telling. Even this is like a game between the two of them.

I mean, yea, Skrael is kind of mad (in the unhinged sense…again, yandere brother over here) and if it weren’t for Nari making a cheeky remark at Skrael with a grin on her face in Wizards, I’d just be like “Dude’s got a screw loose like wft” 

But if they actually had a decent relationship before Nari left, his almost soft reaction towards Nari makes a lot of sense. And whereas Nari glares at Bellroc, with Skrael she’s just like, “Oh no, oh no, it’s Skrael ;__;”

Or maybe I’m delirious and reading way too much into this and he’s just insane lol

Anyways, I just thought it was interesting huhu

[sepialunaris]

God we're going to see new heights of pain for Jim huh

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

Whos got the best canon character design out of the order members? And whos got the best headcanon character design?

well i know who it ISN'T. i have to be honest i hate nari's canon design. it just feels kinda lazy tbh, like oooh the plant goddess is wearing ✨leaves✨how inspired lmao sorry i'm salty but it also just. doesn't work as an outfit. like how does it stay on. (also there's no real coverage if she has anything more than a completely flat chest and my headcannon of nari doesn't)

i think bellroc had to be my favorite. skrael's pjs are cute but bells just looks so fucking COOL augh. it's so unique too, and weird in the right way- like that feather cloak and their shock of bright red hair is just so fun! i lurve them

it's really hard to improve upon that lol, and i've mostly kept them the same so i wouldn't call them the best hc design. or nari, i'm still figuring her out lol and i don't draw her antlers half the time (they're HARD okay)

so it'd have to be skrael! i've kept a lot of his design the same and mostly just added stuff. ...now that i'm thinking abt it i kinda have several skrael designs (honestly none of my designs are the same from drawing to drawing rip 😭) i've changed his eyes certainly, his irises have an unnatural luminescence to them, almost too brightly colored, and his sclera are a kinda murky grey. he's got fully inverse eyes, making his pupils white as snow. (i know this wouldn't be functional idgaf rule of cool bitch)

but i've noticed i actually tend to not draw his fucked up skull thing, and just have him in his hood. cuz wtf is that thing (and how does it stay in his head???) so when i do give him a headdress it's more like a caribou skull+jaw visibly attached w a scarf or something. i also like to add a lining of rabbit fur to his lil cloak- and thinking about it, he'd look good with a second shoulder piece of a caribou hide ooh. his design is really simple so i like to add little things like his blond hair falling from his hood or his horns poking out. i also like to make him more of a dead sort of grey rather than blue raspberry lol. thinking about it now, i think it might be cool to have him w some sort of birthmark on his face? idk the image just came to my mind and it was sick. like a port wine stain but maybe pale? would that just look like a vitiligo spot idk. but yeah! skrael! love that guy he's so weird and cool

[but-master]

Closed Starter for @skraelofthenorthwind --

Hisirdoux had a new project idea, and oh, he could barely restrain his excitement, as he flew through pages and pages of books, gathering resources, research, absorbing whatever preliminary information he could gather. He was going to make this project pitch so perfect that Skrael would have no choice but to say yes!

…Sure it was a little bit of a risky one, but it would be fine! He was no expert in training other wizards, certainly, but he’d been tracking his own progress through Skrael’s evaluations and lesson difficulty levels, and based on what he himself knew about master wizards, he felt like maybe he was getting rather close! He might even get his staff soon! Perhaps even within the year…! He dared to dream.

As he’d gone through his research, he’d frequently encountered the same basic runes and activation words for a spell that would allow him to time travel. So… okay, yes, risky. But, he really had made great progress in the centuries since he’d begun his tutelage with Skrael.

He wasn’t really supposed to try any new complex spells without his master’s help, though, since he could ensure that nothing went wrong.

…’supposed to’ was a concept that had never quite clicked with Hisirdoux, not fully.

It had taken a few attempts, like striking a stubborn match. There would be a flash, a pull toward a point in the air, warping everything around it, but the vortex wouldn’t quite reach an opening point. He huffed, and closed his eyes. Focus, Hisirdoux, he could hear Skrael’s voice in his mind. Remember to breathe. Untense your shoulders. Draw from within, but don’t decimate what’s there. Work with it; don’t force it up. You can do this.

Right.

He could do this…

When a blue glow shone bright enough that he could see it behind his eyelids, he opened his slightly scrunched eyes— he’d accidentally recoiled, in case something went wrong—  and stared at his handiwork. There, a small, brilliant blue portal, about the size of his head.

He went wide-eyed and glanced at Archie, beaming, “I did it!”

Without caution, he approached the thing, and stared through it. He could see movement on the other side of time, and it was breathtaking, knowing that he’d been the one to manage that.

It was time to test it, he thought. See if something could actually go through.

Balling up a piece of spare parchment, he threw it at the hole in time, watching what happened.

In the end, it was rather innocuous. The parchment soared right through it, and he heard the distant sound of it hitting the floor of whatever lay on the other side. Huh.

It was as he was centimeters away from plunging his hand into the portal that everything turned far, far less harmless. Just as his fingertips breached the thing, it began to break down, as he’d dropped his concentration, focused too much on what it would do, and not near enough on keeping it open in the first place.

He suddenly found himself shoulder-deep in the portal, as it wavered, and he felt a horrid pull on his body, as the magic misunderstood which side of time he was supposed to be standing on. After all, he’d opened it for a reason, surely? He must have needed to go through.

The spell would not be satisfied otherwise. And Hisirdoux didn’t know how to fix that.

Plunging through a time vortex perhaps should have felt a little more… grand, he ended up thinking, as he toppled through it. Instead, it felt more like going through a window, as his feet passed the threshold, and the thing closed behind him, leaving Archie on the other side.

As his chin connected with the floor, he felt his teeth clack, and the wind get knocked from his lungs. Lying there a moment, trying to gain his breath back, he wheezed, rolling over to free up his diaphragm. He stared upwards at… wherever he was, as his head swam, reality split into three images for a moment.

As his head began to clear a little, and the three images solidified into one, he was able to suck in a proper breath finally, but it came back out as a pained groan, as he sat up, rubbing at his head. Exactly like falling through a window, then.

Slowly, he stood, brushing himself off, taking a moment, now, to examine his surroundings properly. Where, or, when was he?

[alovesongshewrote]

Can I then request headcannons from you in the Trollhunters fandom? How would Nari, Skrael and Bellrock react to a fem reader who helps them imperceptibly, and when they catch her, instead of being afraid of them, she playfully laughs and jokes. It's okay if you can't or don't want to do it. Anyway, thanks.

this is kinda short, but i did my best 😅 just a reminder, i don't write gendered readers, so this is allll gender neutral. goddamn i haven't written for this fandom in a while.

Y’know that one line, from brooklyn 99, where the main detective guy is talking about his time undercover in the mafia, and he says something like

“I mainly just helped them switch over from AOL” 

Y’know that one?

Yeahhhh, i'm thinking that’s kind of how you help the order

Look, you just think the game is rigged, okay?

These trollhunting assholes are from the modern day

They know how phones work

They understand texting and shit works

Also, they have access to gps tracking, the brats

So, you decide to even out the playing field

You like

Buy the order iphones 

You leave the phones in their base with a little note, like

“Here, use this, it’ll help you defeat ur enemies, trust me”

They do not trust you.

They think the phones are bombs and the first set of phones you buy get thrown out of the base 

Rip

It’s okay, you have more iphones

And you just

Don’t stop giving them phones until finally, one of them turns the gd phone on and they go

!!!

“We can send foreboding messages to our enemies!  Sick!”

And like

That’s what they do for a solid week

They like

Stop working towards their goal, and for a week, they just keep tweeting at jim like

“We r gonna kill ur mom >:)”

And this is before twitter went to shit, so they kept getting banned from twitter

And like

As funny as this was for you to watch

You could think of a thousand other uses for modern tech

So you just

Break into their base (again)

And start 

Installing wifi shit everywhere???

Of course, this is when they find you

You get a thousand weapons pointed at you, blah blah blah 

But you?  You’re calm

You’re collected

You’re kinda into it tbh

With a wink and a smile, you try to charm your way out of what looks like inevitable death 

And hey, it works

You start off with a “Hello friends!” and end it with a, “and that, beloveds, is how I ended up here!”

And they

Enjoy you

Who knew that ancient fire demigods would laugh at being called “hotman” ?

You did, i guess

Anyway, since the order enjoys you so much, they decide to keep you

So now you just

Live with them

And honestly, with housing costing what it does?

It’s not bad

You could genuinely have worse roommates

Bc these ones are pretty cute, and they will kill for you, so

[dreamcrow]

so i know we don't talk about That Movie or anything but i'm sitting here thinking about bellroc and nari and my perennial hill to kill on of the arcane order actually care about each other when it hits me that. the first time we see nari after douxie pulls off the bodyswap: her body language does not at all convey fear

look at her—that expression is grateful, exhausted, a little surprised, maybe, but not afraid. her grin is almost playful. she's not nearly as frightened as she looked during the train fight, just a few moments earlier! and her good mood continues, throughout her scenes at the police station and even into the strategy shots inside camelot. for that entire time, she only starts showing distress when douxie starts getting actively tortured—not when he's otherwise only in custody.

which makes that torture feel...kind of like a cheap gimmick, tbh? out of left field, at best. admittedly everyone was out of character in rott, but...leaving that aside for the moment, everything we know about the order indicates they've known each other, very well, for a very long time. surely nari must have known what douxie could expect from them, especially after they catch his deception; she doesn't hesitate on, or sugarcoat, a similar warning when she says the order will surely rip your soul to pieces. at the same time, we know nari must know how to push the other order members' buttons: she teases skrael to his face ("so old! and they still haven't learned manners"), and we also know that bellroc seems mildly vexed by her "habit of playing with humans, despite [their] warnings."

so i just. hm. villain apology on main, i guess, but i feel like this leaves us with a few obvious options for interpretation. (tossing them under the cut, bc this is already getting long.)

option one: nari had no idea bellroc and skrael would resort to torturing douxie. given how long she's known them (and vice versa), and the fact that she's not hesitated to warn douxie of impending unpleasantness in the past, this seems unlikely.

option two: nari knew bellroc and skrael were going to torture douxie, but spent the entire interim doing nothing about it (not even warning her allies) and actually goofing off (see: singing in the police station, chasing archie around) until it started affecting her personally. while i'm not ruling out straight up stupid writing, this...also seems unlikely. rott!nari is spacey, but she's still undeniably presented as one of the good guys; while i think there's definitely a case for reading nari as a morally grey/neutral character—she never says what the order is doing is wrong—i don't think rott is the one to make it definitely not well, and definitely not on purpose, lmao

option three: nari's nonchalance after the bodyswap is informed. she knows bellroc and skrael have douxie, and that they'll figure this out soon enough. but she also knows, or thinks she knows, that neither she nor douxie are in serious danger because of it. this isn't an ideal situation, but it frustrates...whatever nebulous ills the genesis seals are supposed to be bringing about.

SO IF YOU'VE READ THIS FAR,,, i mean i think it's pretty obvious which one i'm at, right!! maybe she wasn't expecting it and they did it anyway. which: juicy! but i don't trust this writing enough to think it was written that way on purpose, lmao. the order knew each other. nari only says the order was wrong as the camera cuts to bellroc, the first time we see them after being blinded. no logical reading of nari's actions also permits a reading where she expected them to torture douxie. there is a ton of bad writing in rott that i am not even going to try to make make sense (fucking "naughty girl") but the more i think about it the more i simply cannot see a cogent justification for the torture in the first place. either it was supposed to be a believable course of action—which it isn't, not on the order's actions from wizards nor on nari's own behavioral testimony in the script up to this point—OR it was an exceptionally lazy signal to the audience. Look At This Evil Queer, who is evil, because, uh. reasons. now quick, check out this sweet kidz bop pacific rim mech fight.

anyway. this was a rambling, meandering mess. i don't know exactly what my point was, but if you got all the way through this: here, you deserve a cookie. 🍪

[capybara-fanatic]

I don’t remember what i sent last time, so ignore any repetition- but

Ice, cloth, burn for the ask game!

i did all three to make up for last time lmaoo

also yes this did take ages. im sorry ;-;

also some of these are held together with band aids and scotch tape pls don't mind it

pewpewpew

Chunks of ice and small piles of snow were scattered around the room, and icicles dripped from the ceiling.

The little demigod was sitting in the corner- Douxie nearly overlooked him. Skrael wore an empty scowl, and even though he was currently powerless he could still keep Douxie on his toes.

pewpewpew

“Skrael, get that thing off your head before you get a disease,” a strange voice scolded, and there was a small “hmph” followed by something clattering to the ground. 

“I was just looking at it,” Someone else pouted, and then something went skittering past the cloth- they had kicked it. It was a human skull, one of the many bones already littering the place.

“Nari, you said you felt something here, something different. All that’s here is a cat.” 

“A cat?” another voice gasped, and the second chimed in. “Where?” 

I thought you said there weren’t any people left on this motherfucking planet! He was going to knock someone’s tin-can of a head off as soon as they got off this sad ball of dirt, water, and bones. 

pewpewpew

They turned away from those ignorant children and held him close, trying- failing- to wipe the blood and grime from his face with their filthy hands. 

They grabbed their cloak, pulling it from their shoulders and over him, trying to ward off the few flames that dared to lick at his clothes. 

“Skrael?” They whispered, too scared to say much else. The cloth of his tunic had been torn in some places, burned in others, and was dripping with something they refused to name. 

They were hardly breathing, but how could they? Their throat had been mangled, choked with thorned vines that ripped into their skin, and his chest was missing chunks of flesh that had certainly been there minutes before. Thin fingers dug into their arm, squeezing with as much strength as he had left. They quickly took his hands into theirs and brought them to their lips, pressing a kiss to the sickeningly warm flesh.

[nrth-wind-a]

“Hello, all. It appears I have been cursed to only speak the truth for the next 10 questions I am asked. You have all 10 currently. Ask away, if you wish.”

[wheretwofacesmeet]