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[beestalesofarcadia]

Yandere Bular (Romantic)

At first, Bular merely took you for the sake of using you as bait. You were Draal’s mate. He was protective of you. You were one of the people he cared about deeply. That’s what gave Bular the idea of taking you. 

Snatching you he figured would be easy. But much to his surprise you put up a fight. A good one too. As you charged towards him, your face filled with anger and determination, he could see why Draal choose you as a mate. 

After what seemed like an hour of fighting and you nearly escaping he had finally managed to win. He smirked seeing you wither in pain beneath him, . You made one last futile attempt to escape but he lifted you by your hair. He smirked hearing you hiss in pain as he began to drag you away.

You were quite the feisty one. It was hard to lock you up. At this point he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to let you go. But his mind was made up when he heard the sound of crashing outside. Draal roared loudly, calling for you and Bular. 

Bular smirked. A troll like you wasn’t something he saw everyday. You wouldn’t leave him. It didn’t matter if you were Draal’s, he would make you his.

[simplytrolls-blog]

Imagine Gunmar meeting his sons widowed troll mate and newborn grandchild that looks exactly like bular did when he was a whelp

oohh no.. ;; My heart.

–Its only been a few days since Gunmar has reached the surface. It was exhilarating, this was something that Gunmar had been planning for so long. To reach the surface and take back over humanity.

He limped forward, one soldier helping him walk as the other guided his blind prophet. Currently, they were trying to find the Janice order. A place where the changelings resided. However, his attention snapped to the side, eyes narrowing when he heard footsteps of something approaching.His guard went ridged, pointing their spear sharply in the direction where the noise came from. Dictacious waved his arms frantically, looking around. “My lord?” He whimpered. “Is there someone approaching?” A large figure of a troll stepped into view, shoulders bunched and crouched on all fours. Obviously ready to defend themselves if needed. “Gunmar?” The female rasped. “Gunmar the black? Is that really you?”

Gunmar sneered, rearing back on his legs to summon his sword. He stepped forward threateningly, his single eye narrowing as he regarded the troll. “Who are you?” Gunmar lifted his sword, pointing it at them. The female tensed, eyes widening.

“My name is (Y/N),” You swallowed. “I…Knew your son.” Gunmar stared, his eyes widening at the mention of his deceased child before shaking his head and lifting his sword over your head. “I have no use for you.” He snapped.

“No!!” A tiny blur raced from the bushes, promptly headbutting Gunmars knee. “Get away from my mother!” The welp screeched, backing up and proceeding to bristle like a cat. Gunmar halted, seeming in shock at the welp. They resembled his son, although not everything was the same. You jumped forward, wrapping your arms around the welp before dragging them to you.

“This is Bular’s child,” You spoke, holding the child closely. “Your grandson.” You weren’t sure what to think of Gunmar. You’ve only heard of them from your mate, who only praised how powerful and ruthless they were. Gunmar lowered his arm, letting the large and powerful blade disappear.

“You were my sons mate?” He lowered himself onto all fours before limping forward to look over his descendant. He tilted his head down, and looked over the kicking welp. They glared up at him, obviously not trusting of this new intruder. Gunmar felt a laugh rumble from his throat and he leaned back, feeling his heart swell with pride and sorrow. So, his son had lived long enough to have an heir of their own…

Gunmar lifted his head to address you. “You will travel with us,” He confirmed, letting the guard steady him as he raised up onto his feet. “Were are heading for the Janice order, you and the welp will be safe with us.” He rasped.

You nodded your head, watching breathlessly as your ‘father-in-law’ limped past you. You lowered your child to the ground, nudging them to follow.

“We will be safe with them.” You comforted the child, who was currently shaking in fear. “Gunmar is your grandfather…we will be safe with him I promise.” After a few heartbeats the welp nodded, before hugging your leg tightly.

You nudged the child once more before turning to catch up with the warlord.

[simplytrolls-blog]

Imagine Barbara talking to dictatious's troll s/o about there used to be evil bfs over coffee ( and Walter and dictatious are totally ease dropping 😂)

After the major battle, you at met Jim’s mother. A nice woman named Barbara and you both took the time to chat. Surprisingly you both found much in common, mostly with each other’s evil significant partners who have recently turned for the good.

You crossed your legs, thanking Barbara who offered you some spare CD’s. You would’ve asked for glug. A troll drink to go along with your snack, but you doubt a human would even carry such a thing. You nodded your head gingerly, chewing thoughtfully as you listened to Barbaras rant. “Then he placed a Gumm-Gumm spell on me that made us share each others pain!” You made a face, sighing. “Seriously?” Barbara nodded, before sipping her tea aggressively. “I mean, he has changed and is a better man but back then he was a….Slime ball.” You hummed, nodding. “Dictacious was an impatient troll, but once I learned about his evil doing I did what was rational at the moment.” You bit down on another disc, feeling the satisfying plastic splinter between your teeth. “What was that?” The human asked curiously, scooching closer.

You glanced down, swallowing before glancing briefly to the side. “I blinded him.” You stated bluntly. Barbaras shoulders went ridged and her eyes widened. “You blinded him?” She gasped. “Was that…really necessary?” You shrugged, crossing your arms.

“It was the best option in that situation. Besides, hes a helpless child now. Can’t hurt a fly.” You leaned over the chair, looking towards the hallway. “Isn’t that right, Dictacious? You may was well come out as well, Strickler. You both are terrible at hiding.”

You watched smugly as the two males showed themselves sheepishly. Strickler winced as Barbara started huffing and grouching about not being able to have any personal space around her own home. You glared at Dictacious, who waved his hands in front of him, obviously trying to locate you in the room.

You reached over, placing a hand on his shoulder and immediately the troll latched onto your arm eagerly. “You shouldn’t be spying on us,” You sighed. “You know you have a long way to go before I can even conciser trusting you again.”

You felt Dictacious tighten his hold. “I’m on your side now,” He whimpered. “Isn’t that enough?”

You sighed, before pulling your arm away. “Not even close.” You grunted. “You have to earn it back, and this is certainly not helping.” You turned, going back to sit on Barbaras sofa.

You didn’t feel sorry, it was just facts.