#toa verse

[whores-in-theory]

@jess-the-dangerous

Jess goes to Vanessa’s lap. She hasn’t seen her in a while. It’s time to stop by and say hi. “Vanessa?”

🌙: Think ya mean Techa, hun :b

She perks up, tail softly swaying once Jess enters the cave.

“How ya been, doll?” She responds. “Haven’t seen yer mug around here for a bit! Still having boy trouble?”

[pawnshopsouls]

Troll Customs

[troublesometrollhunters]

You know I'm kinda laughing. Avatar the Last Airbender was such a good series and so was Legend of Korra but the live action movie is something the fandom playfully bullies and makes fun of or ignores it exists. Maybe Rise of Titans will be like that lmao

I don't know guys. I don't blame the animators, storyboarders, writers or anyone from the Trollhunters team. I feel like DreamWorks really rushed the movie just like they rushed Wizards. Lets just collectively laugh and let it go.

Trollhunters, 3below, Wizards. Those series were life changing this movie doesn't change that.

[whores-in-theory]

"...S-small..."

[whores-in-theory]

♆ ♬❀

[I’ll be going with the ToA verse as it’s the main one for this blog.]

Send ♆ for something my muse hates.

“Those who think they can use their status to get what they want. Human, troll, changeling, alien, whatever. Your title and bank account does not make an exception out of you. Hands to yourself or loose them!!”

Send ♬ for a childhood headcanon.

“I grew up during a famine of sorts. At least that’s what the other trolls acted like whenever they fucking saw me! I’ve been eaten more times than should be allowed and was only saved the first time because I was clutching a handful of herbs the fucker was allergic to. It’s not easy being the size of a Quagawump until yer final growth spurt so I made damn sure to keep a vial of emetics on me even to this day.”

Send ❀ for a crush my muse has had.

“I’ve crushed on a lot of people, er, well, lusted after is probably the more accurate term. A real crush, though? Hmm… I suppose the only real crush I’ve ever had was on this human man when I was going through college for mechanical engineering.”

“He worked at the local game store. Pale skin, fluffy void black hair, the most vivid blue eyes that almost glowed in the store light, this cocky smirk and playful attitude… most human males treat females horribly, but he just had this way with words and actually listened when I talked about my interests.”

“We only ever went on like two dates, off the record, but I fell hard. Unfortunately it was found out rather quickly and I had to be transferred. Good things can never last, I suppose.”

[pawnshopsouls]

Bonely can’t help but bust into a fit of cackles. “HAHA! Well, if that ain’t the most creative threat I’ve seen thrown Gunmar’s way!”

Don’t mind the caster, it’s been a while since he’s had a good laugh!

[pawnshopsouls]

//Thinking about Bonely as he’s readjusting to human life after so long as a troll and how much he’d have to readjust to his own pawnery.

//I think with what funds he might have, he might open up a metal/leather workshop for himself just to keep himself busy but also ease the cultural transition and culture shock so it doesn’t hit him so hard.

[pawnshopsouls]

Navigating the darklands in order to find Bonely was much easier this time around. But…far more terrifying.

Seeing as how he’d been very strictly ordered not to come back.

And he was terrified that the giant troll would hold him hostage.

Again.

Still, Theo padded his way along until he found the brewery and the long slinky shape of the disguised sailor looked up at the entrance. There was no potion involved this time, and it was for that reason he was braving the magic-castor’s wrath in the first place. Theo sat up on his haunches, took a deep breath, and then pushed the door open.

Everything towered over his head, reminding him that even in a troll form he was far, far smaller than most of the inhabitants here. He dropped back to all fours and slunk inside. “Bonely?” Theo called, “I uh…sorry to be…here. Ah…I have a couple small, totally not a big deal…kinda questions.”

Bonely gazed up at the gigantic vat which housed the largest of his growing heartstones. Even with its metallic housing, the heartstone radiated health and warmth, saturating the water it soaked. Other, smaller vats did the same, but not nearly to the extent of this one.

"Ahh, this one's comin' along swell!" he said with a grin and turned to see which change of the guard had come in. What he saw was a small, turquoise changeling scampering across the floor like a ferret in trouble. And boy was he in trouble.

The caster's ears pinned back, his eyes narrowed, and he took his hand off the vat. "Keep an eye on this will yeh?" he muttered to his thrall assistant, "I got somethin' teh take care of."

Dropping to all fours, Bonely trotted over. "A'right, I'm going teh go out on a limb here 'n' guess that somethin' really bad has happened. Otherwise, I don't think yeh'd be here." He stopped and looked the slinky rust troll over and raised a stony eyebrow. "So, what'd yeh do this time?"