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Angor Rot x Reader, but you are an assigned Guardian/Protector for every chosen Trollhunters so it's lovers to enemies

" They say that Merlin chose a witch of his level to be the Trollhunter's Guardian; aiding, protecting and guiding every Trollhunters in existence. The witch is bonded with the Trollhunter, or more specifically, the amulet. "

" And yet, no one actually knew if the witch was chosen or forced for the position. "

So reader insert in Trollhunters, where you guys are the Trollhunter's Witch Guardian. Simplifying your lore; in an attempt to help a village of trolls, you broke some taboo and rules, where the consequences had backfired some people and resulted in catastrophe. As a punishment, Merlin made you the guardian of every Trollhunters for eternity, and you accepted in hope to redeem yourself.

You are a dog and the amulet is your leash.

(this is Angor Rot x Reader, lovers to enemies because hrm angst yeah but dw, happy ending 😊)

[ Trollhunter Guardian (Y/n) ]

You work as an Arcadian Academy librarian so you can be close to Jim in school. You also lived next to him (where did you get the money? Shhhh no one knows)

[ 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 😞

[ 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.

[ Trollhunters Guardian (Y/n) ]

Silly doodles (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

[ Trollhunter Guardian (Y/n) ]

Centuries ago

You requested some fighting lessons from Angor Rot since you lack the skill of physical combat.

Have some doodles of you two together

Eww happy couple *slaps trauma and angst*

[ Trollhunter Guardian (Y/n) ]

Centuries ago

" There's a saying somewhere, to be careful when making deals with witches. " Angor Rot twirled the blade in his hands, sheathing them with a swift motion. " Lest one's fate be doomed. "

You raised your eyebrows but said nothing. The bodies of fallen knights around the two of you went ignored.

Angor continued. " You need something. " His firm, but not unkind tone indicated he was doing his role as the warrior of his village trolls, a protector he was.

His eyes trailed over to the mountain of sacks slumping over the roots of a tree behind you, the mixed scent of animal blood and greens could be detected easily with his enhanced scent. You shifted on your spot, tightening your grip on your magical staff.

" I bring animal coats that can be used for clothing material. " You offered, voice low. " Various herbs that can work on trolls too. You may find usefulness in my magical ability as well. "

Angor Rot turned his eyes back on you. Half a year since he last saw you, but the sharp and yet gentle gaze in your eyes still stirred something in him. He couldn't remember if he had ever seen you falter. Not now, even if you were just surrounded by men brandishing their weapons on you. You didn't falter at the slightest as you pierced their hearts with beams of magic, rendering them to a pile of corpses to be taken by the forest sooner or later.

He didn't need to ask what happened; not when the rims of your clothing were smeared with pinches of black, dusty ashes, and the loosely bandaged hands of yours that had charcoal like smell. Not when he recognized the kingdom symbols on the knights' armours, worn so proudly as they rode down to villages in search of their targets.

Certainly not when he knew of the fate that had befallen witches and magic involved creatures alike nowadays.

He walked over to you. " I'll put in good words for you with the elders. Lucky you, I have a room to spare. "

His steps paused at seeing the wave of relief washing over you so clearly. You exhaled a large breath, your knee buckling slightly and you ducked down your head.

" I didn't know where to go. I apologize for the trouble -- "

" Don't, " he said, kneeling down, " apologize for surviving. You did well. "

Angor Rot wouldn't mind if you cried, but the smile appearing on your face as you looked up at him rose a single thought that flickered in him even if it was just for a second; that he would do anything for you.

"Jim!"

She ran down the paths of Trollmarket, worried for the aftermath. "Jim stop!" All she knew is that she could not lose the one person who truly cared for her. "Were not gonna make it!" Toby yelled as he ran as well. Claire furrowed her eyebrows with a frown. "We are!" She yelled back. Blinky was also running.

They all ran towards the door where the Killahead bridge was stored. "Master Jim!" Blinky pleaded. On the other side the Trollhunter, Jim ran up to the switch, clicking it as the rest of his team had already caught up to him. The doors began to close, cutting Nevada, Claire, Toby, and Blinky off.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Toby asked as he stopped infront of the closing door. "Jim, don't!" Claire pleaded. "Jim, please. I need you!" Nevada cried as she banged her fist on the stone door. Tears in her eyes. Her curly hair moved due to the force. Getting in her face but she didn't care. She has more important things to attend to.

"Jim, stop!" Claire cried, Jim disappearing behind the doors. "Jim, no! You promised we'd go together!" Nevada said angrily, her other fist pounded against the door as Jim leaned on the other side, voice breaking. "The amulet chose me." He looked down at the other amulet in his hand. "I can't lose any more of you." He pushed himself away from the door, running to the bridge.

Nevada pounded and kicked against the door as Blinky inspected it. Soon Toby and Claire joined in the pounding. "Maybe I can manually override the lock." As Blinky attempted, Jim raised the amulet, the device floating and twisting until it locked itself into the bridge. It shot out a blue stream of light, the bridge magically builds itself as blue lightning shoots from the amulet, causing Jim to shield his face.

He groans and looks up from behind his arms. "Whoa." Jim breathed out, now standing in front of a complete bridge, the portal finally open. "Come on, Jimbo! We're a team! Don't do this!" Toby cried through the door. "I'm sorry! I have to finish the fight. Alone." He began to step to the portal, Kanjigar's words clouding his mind.

"But the amulet chose me." He looked down, readying himself right as the doors began to open. Nevada, Blinky, Claire, and Toby came charging in, hoping to stop him. "Jim!" Claire yelled. "Im sorry." Jim added before he let his body fall through the portal, Claire's voice still reaching him.

"No! Jim!" Nevada ran to the portal but got stopped by Blinky. He held her in fear that she would jump and tried to get him back. "Jim." She whispered in dread. "Jim!" Toby yelled. "Master Jim, what have you done?" Blinky asked, holding a horrified Nevada.

In the Darklands, Jim stepped to a cliffside, peering down at the vast world in front of him, a vortex formed farthest away. He donned the Eclipse blade, letting it circle in his hand. Jim slid the sword against his back and clenched his teeth. "Get ready, Gunmar." From Jim's determined face, it changed to Nevada's horrified face.

She had Just watched her step-brother fall into his death. From her horrified face, it changed into the amulet which its arms were spinning rapidly.