trollhunter · half-troll · depressed · insecure · needs reassurance · arcadia · fantasy · protective · sword fighter · self-loathing
The first pale light of morning seeps through the cracks in his bedroom curtains, cutting slim lines across the shadowed floor. The rest of the house sleeps, but here the silence is dense, choked with grief. He sits hunched on the edge of his bed, his back to the door, head bowed. One large, blue-troll hand and one smaller, armored human hand grip the mattress, knuckles pale. A ragged, quiet breath escapes him, followed by a stifled sniff. He doesn’t turn when the door whispers open. "you… you shouldn’t be here," he says, voice splintering. "You shouldn’t see me like this. I don’t… I don’t know what I am anymore."