[ Trollhunters Guardian (Y/n) ]

[ Trollhunters Guardian (Y/n) ]

Centuries ago, fate intertwined between a witch and a troll, stuck in a cave during a storm...

In the midst of humans and trolls refusing to coexist with another, you and Angor Rot find ways in making that happen.

Even though it didn't last long.

I hc Angor to be calm and chill when he still had his soul. Soulless Angor is just feral and traumatized 😞

Unhinged Nezuko can turn her head 180° degree and clings on ceilings too

She enjoys some warm hot springs too 😊

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I am loving this fic of yours @pinkytoothlesso11 so I doodled something of it 🤭

Halfway shading this when I just remembered that his clothes were something of a grey vest and a tracksuit I think? 🤔 This is how I imagine him tho 😔

Also when you wrote about Angor adjusting to being a human, I just imagine Claire helping in by showing him around

Local news; Single ahh troll deciding to stay in a household where everyone openly shows their love for their partners.

During the earlier days in the beginning of their friendship, Zenitsu and Inosuke notice the way Tanjirou wakes up in the middle of the night to stare at a sleeping Nezuko for a while before returning to sleep.

" Why do you always do that? " The blond boy decides to ask one day, his tone light. " It's not like she's going anywhere. "

" And no one would try to attack her in the presence of Lord Inosuke! " The wild boy cackled, stuffing his boar hide on as he laid on his futon.

Tanjirou glances at them, his smile warm and his eyes distant. He's about to answer, before his eyes dart back towards his sleeping sister and the sudden change of expression startles the other two, as Tanjirou scrambles to his feet and rushes over to Nezuko. He puts his hand over her nose, leaning in close and his other hand places over where her heart is.

After a beat of silence, they heard him sigh in relief and when he looks at them again, it's easy to recognize the anxiety and worry on his face.

" I am sorry for the false alarm, " Tanjirou says, gently patting Nezuko, " I thought...she stopped breathing for a second -- "

And that's all that Zenitsu and Inosuke need to know. The questions stop, and sometimes, the two of them would wake up in the middle of the night to check on Nezuko too.

[ Trollhunters Guardian (Y/n) ]

Centuries ago

" Trolls don't do kisses. "

You gave an acknowledged hum, tilting your head at Angor Rot. " It's a matter of choice though, right? "

" Perhaps. There are trolls that kiss their partners. Still, uncommon. " He gruffed, his shoulders shuddered slightly. " It's most likely that their partners aren't the same species, so they familiar themselves with such acts. "

You turned to him. " Do you want to try it? To get accustomed to it more? "

He bore his golden eyes at you, lips pressing thin. " I would lie if I say that I am not curious about how it'd feel. "

" Then -- ? "

" No. "

You laughed.

" No kisses, so I suppose you'd bite me instead? "

It was meant to be a jest, a light teasing. But then you saw the glint in his eyes and the curling smirk on his face. Surely he's just playing with around, the thought came to your mind.

Guess who had to wear neck length clothing for a month.

Strickler and Barbara crumbles + Angor Rot (I'd smash -- WHO SAID THAT)

Trollhunters artstyle is very shapy, Idk how to explain it.

(hrm hrm I am itching to draw Angor Rot x Witch! Reader little comics 👀👀)