#toa camelot

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screenshots of the beautiful architecture from camelot, wizards tales of arcadia

[wheretwofacesmeet]

[gaylightisminetocommand]

random Douxoodles (Douxie doodles) 💙

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[avirxy]

Title: No remedy to falling

Pairing: Jlaire

Typically when one loses their wings, whether by injury or accident there are alternatives, fixes, something left to salvage besides two horrible, gnarled scars on their back.

Jim can see her struggling, silently writhing within herself at the fact she’s forever grounded, never to fly again. With him, or anyone else. What Morgana took from her is permanent. All he can hope, is that when she leans against him and he carefully uses one of his wings to cover her, does it comfort her in some small way like it used to.

[certifiedpoopshitter]

Been cooking up Tales of Arcadia OC lore...

Maren was an apprentice under Ceridwen who lived on Avalon. She would come to Camelot to get supplies for her alchemy, where she met Hisirdoux. Her master was part of the independent group of sorcerors who disagreed with Merlin so heavily siding with Arthur, and because Hirisdoux worked under Arthur, he was not seen in a good light. Still, Maren and Hisirdoux got along very well. It was rare to find someone their age who also happened to be a magic apprentice. Under the guise of courtly love, the two simply were in love for loves sake. Both young adults lacked the full comprehension of why Merlin's work was so looked down upon. They were never discovered. There was no dramatic reveal and consequence to their love. Rather, one day, Maren simply stopped showing up.

Unbeknownst to Douxie, Maren's body and her magic were being used to power what would become the Heart of Avalon. She was placed in stasis in a larger capsule which would be picked away at to supply magic to a variety of magical items. Maren, with her vast expertise in alchemy, was able to perfect something that could make the greater stone replicate any type of magic the user desired at the price of her powers needing to imbue the stone at all times. She couldn't possibly waste her life every day keeping the same spell going, so in order to fuel her masterpiece, Maren put herself inside, using her body's essence to power her masterpiece. This reserved her in an ageless stasis, keeping her at 19 physically.

Meanwhile, the Battle of Killahead Bridge took place, blah blah blah this is show lore not my lore, wizards are also locked at an immortal age, with Hisirdoux also being permanently physically 19. Hisirdoux never knew what happened to Maren. He would often reminisce on what they had, until he was able to move on to other things. He had basically permanent time on his hands. He couldn't spend his centuries waiting for a girl.

900 years passed, and the Stone of Avalon had long since been forgotten with the rest of true Camelot. The stone had been worn thin and useless. As it grew smaller and smaller, Maren inside became more and more conscious until one day, she woke up. She had no idea how long she was gone, thinking of it as a very long sleep. To her, 900 years had felt like a night. She was now located somewhere in Arcadia Oaks, which she would soon come to find out as she walked right out into it. She stuck out like a sore thumb, her medieval clothing contrasting heavily against modern t-shirts and jeans.

She comes to find Hisirdoux, now Douxie. He looked so.. different. His long black hair cut shorter and partially dyed blue. His clothing entirely different. She did not understand. Why was everything so strange? Where was Avalon? Camelot? Merlin? She couldn't tell. Finding the right time, she approached Hisirdoux, who was shocked to see her. He believed himself to be seeing a ghost, an apparition of a long lost young adult romance from his... somewhat more immature years.

After all this time, Maren hadn't changed a bit... but how much had Hisirdoux changed?

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AND THESE ARE MY NOTES FOR POSSIBLE IDEAS FOR THA STORY (that is if I ever make this into a real fanfic..)! YAY!

Maren will eventually start to age, as she wasn't affected by the bridge magic. Unless Douxie hits her with an immortality spell (which would take a lot out of him), Maren will age as normal and someday die while Douxie is stuck at the same age (like a vampire minus all the actual vampire stuff) 

Douxie feels bad not being the same as he once was. Maren still has so much light and hope for things, but he knows just how dangerous things have become in her absence and what evil her work has been used for.

Maren and Douxie are both technically homeless, as Douxie lives in a spare room at the bookstore he works at, and he offers to let her stay a while against his better judgment. Maren feels like she needs to step up to support them both, but she has no valuable job experience. Arcadia doesn't exactly have a lot of ‘alchemist’ jobs available. Douxie then feels guilty for ‘burdening her’ with his money problems.

Maren is still just as in love with Hisirdoux as she was at the start, but then she notices how new of a person he is, and she starts to doubt their stability. Douxie is unsure if he could ever love Maren in such a way again. After all, that was 900 years ago. 

Maren wanted to tell Douxie she was going to be gone for a very long time, but a charm was placed on her where she could only tell the secrets of the Stone of Avalon to those who were part of the Avalon Guild of Magic. This excluded Merlin and Douxie, so Maren could never tell him what was going to happen, leaving him wondering for centuries.

Douxie wants Maren to live much better than he does, but he knows Maren would struggle socially in the modern day. Bunkhouses and homeless shelters would overwhelm and scare her with all the unfamiliar people. This is when Doux really realizes how much of a lifeline he is for her. He lets her stay in GDT's spare room “for a few months”, leading to them spending at least a few hours a day together. Maren also eventually gets hired full-time at GDT when Douxie finally confesses he's been hiding a whole human being in his room (he was scared his employer would charge him rent if he had more than himself and his cat). This was the compromise they settled on… plus a little rent from the both of them.

Douxie takes advantage of public facilities (street showers, food banks, etc). He feels bad for putting Maren through something that he views as “embarrassing”. Maren, however, feels no shame in using such things. She's grateful to have such resources and does not understand why Douxie's situation has such a stigma.

Maren and Douxie had only ever kissed once. They both forgot what it felt like.

Maren is fascinated by movies. She originally thought they were magical until Douxie explained the process of how they were done, which only amazed Maren more. How could regular people do something so amazing without magic? It becomes one of her new favorite things about her new life

[aevyk-ing]

Lights and Shadows of Camelot: Chapter 21

King Arthur couldn’t believe his eyes as Bular ran towards him, twin swords raised. He took Excalibur and stopped the strike.

“Where is Morgana?” he asked. “Or this is just a war between Trolls and Camelot?”

Bular bared his teeth. The witch had only told them to debilitate Arthur until she arrived. Bular really wanted to fight the Trollhunter, for the two had a long story, so he was angry he had to fight the human king.

“Who cares?” he snarled. “I’ll be drinking from your skull when she gets here!”

However, Gunmar was having a bad time. Jim had managed to jump over the Bridge, trying not to give away the plan. Daylight was no rival for Gunmar’s Decimaar Blade and the swords clashed several times. It was such a spectacle to be seen; however, the rest of the battlefield was pure chaos.

Claire was trembling. Just as she had feared, it was as if her powers had disappeared the second Morgana had taken the Shadow Staff. Douxie and her were now free to move and the wizard took a step forward, drying his tears with the back of his hand. He crossed the golden circle of light.

“A hopeless apprentice and an insecure witch.” Morgana cackled. “I’ll be reuniting with my brother in no time.”

“Come on, Claire.” Douxie said, his bracelet shining as he performed some hand movements. The girl couldn’t move. Archie tried to give her a gentle shove. She might be covered in shining metal from head to toe, but she felt as vulnerable as ever.

AO3

[lightfin]

Ok,ok, soooo, just a little thought hear but, my mind was racing around intreaging AU senators to TOA and one piped up in my head.

What if, when Steve, Claire,Douxie,Jim and Toby ( I’m adding Toby because we need a best friends reunion and we were robbed of it. Anyways, whe they fall in the rift what is they got separated, for example Claire and Douxie end up being in the same place with the nights, Toby and Steve are rescued by Claire’s shadow portals in her panic but they end up being flung into a different part of the Forrest perhaps closer to a town or village outside Camelot’s walls but still in its borders, and Jim ends up somewhere entirely different, and wakes up both confused and alone.

I don’t know why, but I thought this was an interesting concept to think about, in a searies point of view rather then just ten eps. For example Claire and Douxie end up descovering the flaws in camalot, the truth behind morgana and just how hatted magic is among Camelot’s people, whilst also finding a way to exit camalot without screwing up the time line and find there friends. Toby and Steve team up and problem solve ways in which they can find the others, learning more about the past, and the perspective outside just camalot, on trolls, and humans alike, the good the bad, and ugly, it even could be that those two run into blinky this time.

And then there’s Jim, ok so I may have made this one a little more dark then it should but bare with me. Jim at first wakes up in the woods, alone, I wanted to explore this because of his time in the dark lands and how he would cope alone again. I changed the shard aspect, rather then it in his amulet, it’s in his shoulder, which is worse because in this AU, the orders shard acts like a poison, slowly working its way to his soal befor corrupting it, but rather then just under Arthur’s control, it slowly takes away his sentience,and with his conection to the amulet, the corruption shows as his armor and body starting to form into one large beast.(I’m sorry, I would never want this for Jim) it would be interesting how he would cope, battling his wild and human instincts, blacking out, and learning things about the gum gums this time, that he had never realised befor. Perhaps leaning more about hedge wizards, trollhunters lor, because I also when’re with in this time daya is not the first trollhunter, only because it makes more scence in construct of time. I am still keeping big distance Cal with Jim , because that’s gold, but this time she through Jim’s predicament builds her strength in helping the future trollhunter in reuniting with the others, both coming to terms with how they are perceived by others as ‘ calamity’ and ‘beast’ on the way. This would explore a versify of different sides of the past, even encountering creatures that are mother troll or human, or anything we’ve scene in cannon, the un scrntiamt creatures.

Also yes they will all end up convening together and having one big happy reunion befor the storm, learning the information about the order they needed,and returning home, but with both good and bad news.

Plus’s this whole past adventure, would take place over the horse of several months, lots more time to uncover the caos and find out how to get home.

Anyways I may wright this but before I do, would anyone be interested in reading something like this that dives more into the past of camalot in and around the castle, some canon elements still standing, I’d appreciate some thoughts, and suggestions to things that may make it more interesting.

[honeyxmonkey]

Jim, Excalibur in hand, jaw set with determination: Back to the bowels of the underworld from whence you came demon

Douxie, sleep deprived, wandering into the kitchen in search of sustenance: [demonic hissing]

[atlasthroughtheaftermath]

I wonder how much of Camelot flying has to do with Fata Morgana?

It's a type of optical illusion near the horizon that produces mirages that were once described as Morgan le Fay conjuring "fairy castles in the air."

[the-gateway-to-madness]

It sorta bothers me that post-series people are still complaining about 3Below being disconnected from the rest of Tales of Arcadia. For me, it was a refreshing break from the densely-packed fantasy lore and an intriguing peek at the way the universe beyond Arcadia and Earth functions. I liked the character arcs and interpersonal connections. And there was ample room for me to come up with a bunch of my own headcanons, which I love! I absolutely love being able to slot pieces of my own mind and soul into an existing world! I don't like shows where I'm told how every little detail works, that's way too much to remember. Instead I want enough to create an idea of the rules and how things might have gone/might continue to go and fill in whatever else I want.

Also, I think 3Below was SUPPOSED to be a lot more connected before Wizards got cut down. Tons of ideas didn't make it into the limited series run- I remember hearing stuff about Mordred being involved, a lost Krel arc, and I'm sure a lot of lore that would have bound the worlds together more closely. When they mentioned Gaylen's core came from Earth, there was clearly supposed to be more to that, but it got cut out. I'm like 93% sure Gaylen was a being who was part of or similar to the Arcane Order, but was drawn to the cosmos rather than to a part of the Earth. That would indicate that Akiridion tech and magic are compatible because Akiridions' energy-based life was initially magical, but those roots were largely forgotten because of how old a civilization Akiridion is. They've been spacefaring since humans were cavepeople. If the Order existed from the primeval dawn of the world, and Gaylen left not long after that, Akiridion could be millenia ahead of Earth. Or, heck, maybe Earth was the first or only livable world, and Gaylen created the Order to look after it before going off to try to find or create life elsewhere. I always headcanoned that Seklos was more powerful than most Akiridions or even the Royals that came after her, given the fact her core alone was enough to stop Gaylen while in the modern era it requires two royal cores. Maybe she was created by Gaylen to be Akiridion's version of an Arcane Order type being, and she created normal Akiridions, which she then had kids with, diluting her power in the Royals that followed. There's so much ancient history to unpack from just the tidbits we were given.

As for the modern era, there seems to very distinctly be a major intergalactic connection. The drunk ship operator in episode 3 of 3b s1 that the Zerons interrogate talks about ship classifications, which indicates a universal or at least an interplanetary system of ship ratings. We also see interplanetary tourism, and signs that Akiridion is one of the most advanced and influential planets out there.

3Below doesn't need to continue the plot of Trollhunters to be a valid part of Tales of Arcadia. It brought an energy to ToA that was somewhere between Star Trek TNG and Babylon 5, and I love how it expands the weirdness of Arcadia. If it was supposed to be a continuation of Trollhunters, they would have made more Trollhunters. But it's not Trollhunters, it's 3Below. And Wizards isn't Trollhunters either! I honestly think that Camelot, Douxie, and the world of wizards could have been written such that the Trollhunters cast was much less focal, and that if they'd given the show the time it needed and deserved to tell its story, it would have been fleshed-out and fascinating all on its own, with or without the TH gang. Where are the magic users beyond the reach of Camelot? Are there merfolk, sirens, harpies, dryads, more dragons, or other sapient races living on Earth with their own civilizations and magic and cultures? There are so many worlds and so many potential stories out there, on Earth and beyond, in the Tales of Arcadia universe. Arcadia just happens to be the narrative meshing point of them all. And I think that's a really cool way to build a universe.

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TED talk, here's more Akiridion development as a treat for making it this far.

[red-dyed-sarumane]

new challenge. how many vocap from otomu afu & yoshida yose's shiritori game can u recognize. i dont care if u can name a song but how many names do u KNOW uve seen before out of these 166 producers

んべべ商会(nbebe shoukai)

イマニシ (imanishi)

シシド(shishido)

ど〜ぱみん(dopam!ne)

ンバヂ(nbaji)

ちかるとふ(chikarutofu)

フロクロ(frog96)

露徒チーハ(rotsure chiha)

原口沙輔(haraguchi sasuke)

keisei

EZFG

Shu

海風太陽(umikaze taiyou)

海茶(umicha)

やいり(yairi)

RINGO

COsMo

litmus*

5u5h1

しゃいと(shaito)

とまつなぎ(tomatsunagi)

Camelots

ツミキ(tsumiki)

kijibato

とりぴよ(toripiyo)

読谷あかね(yomitani akane)

ねこぼーろ(nekobolo)

LonePi

柊マグネタイト(hiiragi magnetite)

とーず(toze)

SLAVE.V-V-R

rukaku

栗山夕璃(kuriyama yuri)

LitMus

Super Shrimp

Fushi

式浦躁吾(shikiura sougo)

恋文(koibumi)

宮守文学(miyamori bungaku)

梔(kuchinashi)

白風珈琲(shirakaze coffee)

柊キライ(hiiragi kirai)

isonosuke

kemu

mucell

Ruliea

appy

higma

真島ゆろ(mashima yuro)

logico

豪愁(gouu)

卯花ロク(uka roku)

黒うさぎ(kuro usagi)(note: NOT kurousa of senbonzakura fame)

キテ(kite)

tekalu

るうー(ruu)

歌川シキ(utagawa shiki)

霧野査太(kirino souta)

濁茶(dakucha)

やまぐち(yamguchi)

ちいたな(chiitana)

なきそ(nakiso)

Sohbana

夏山よつぎ(natsuyama yotsugi)

Kish.

ゆくえわっと(yukuewatto/U9ewat)

とあ(toa)

r-906（あるくれむと読むことにする/going with the reading of r kuremu）

MURASAKI

���ノシタ(kinoshita)

takamatt

Tombi

Hitoka hitomoku

グミ山(gumiyama)

マキシウキョウ(makishiukyou)

鬱(utsu)

鶴三(tsuruzou)

うささぎ(usasagi)

きさら(kisara)

Raz

Sumia

歩く人(aruku hito)

友達募集(tomodachi boshuu)

子牛(cowshi)

椎羅音(shirane)

ねじ式(nejishiki)

キツネリ(kitsuneri)

ryo

梅とら(umetora)

Last Note.

とうかさ(toukasa)

サツキ(satsuki)

きっとずっとぼっち。(kitto zutto botchi)

Chinozo

粗品(soshina)

なぬりそ(nanuriso)

袖野あらわ(sodeno arawa)

和田たけあき(wada takeaki)

Giga

香椎モイミ(kashii moimi)

MIMI

皆川溺(minagawa obore)

れるりり(rerulili)

りうむ(riumu)

ムシび(mushibi)

ピノキオピー(pinoccio)

picdo

doriko

小宮かふぃー(komiya cofey)

Eve

ふむじま(fumujima)

マサラダ(masarada)

たくし(takushi)

shino

のうべんばあ(november)

あだちかすか(adachi kasuka)

Kai

ive

藤原ハガネ(fujihara hagane)

Nem

Mumei

Ikaruga_nex

szri

risou

WiLu

るる(ruru)

瑠芽(lume)

メドミア(medmia)

Aliey:s

suragi

木村わい(kimura wai)

いよわ(iyowa)

わーるど(world)

とが。(toga)

Kanaria

阿修(ashu)

うみろ(umiro)

ろ一ある(loar)

*Luna

n-buna

なみぐる(namigroove)

ルシノ(rushino)

Noz.

すずめのめ(suzume no me)

めりろれっく(merirorec)

くるみつはハチ(kurumitsuha hachi)

ちゃんまんじ(chanmanji)

しいか(siika)

かめりあ(camellia)

あ子(ako)

こめだわら(komedawara)

駱駝法師(rakuda houshi)

ジヲ(jiwo)

wowaka

かごめ(kagome)

めろくる(mellowcle)

RuLu

るりられろ(rurirarero)

ろくろ(rokuro)

ローコスト(low cost)

吐息(toiki)

きくお(kikuo)

音無あふ(otomu afu)

藤墅。(fujino)

のぼる↑(noboru)

ルワン(ruwan)

[prismarts]

Memories and a Reunion

Plot: Three moments in Douxie's lifetime where he remembers his best friend, Illy......... and their reunion, 900 years later.

Notes: Takes place wayyy before ToA but also during Wizards, Just them and an exploration of Douxie thinking about Illy throughout the centuries, small Peter Pan Return to Neverland reference :3, WE ARE SO BACK BABSSS LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I miss them.

Trigger Warnings: Fear of a loved one's death, brief mention of one night stands and flings. Let me know if there are any that I missed-

Word Count: 2171 words

Tags: @tempestimes @mxcheese @alovesongtheywrote @blixeon @gafanhotoanarquistax3 @gaylightisminetocommand @nyxicnymph @slowpokenz @sergeantsporks @honeyxmonkey @tenebrius-excellium @generalfandomsofthefreak @bernie-the-nugget @lovedropletsdreams @glorious-pxrpose @valentimmy @tales-of-hisirdoux

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Douxie always held his life back in Camelot in his memories, in his heart. Despite everything, Camelot was his home and where he spent a good while of his life there… That was where he was accepted as Merlin’s apprentice, where he met Morgana and gained a permanent place to live with his familiar and learn magic.

But it was also where he met his best friend, Illy….

Of course he would always remember to keep his life in Camelot in his memories, even with the kingdom long gone by the time he started his journey to other kingdoms and villages, to other countries and lands…

Memories of the people he cared about so deeply and the times he had there, they were special to him…Merlin, Morgana……

Illy..

There were three specific moments in his centuries long journey where he thinks about the spellcaster, his best friend…

The first time was…. So simple… When Douxie looked back on this moment, he almost chuckled fondly, thinking about how something so small could remind him of her…

He was travelling to a neighbouring town at the time, taking a longer route through a flourishing field. With Archie on his shoulders, he was walking along the dirt path and looking around the area, taking in the scenery of the open field.

The clouds floating around slowly as the wind gently blew through his hair as something small caught his golden hazel and green eyes nestled amongst the soft grass as he quietly strayed from the dirt path and towards the open field.

“Douxie, where are you going?”

Archie asked as he watched his wizard familiar kneel down on the soft grass and stare at the small bundles of forget me nots nestled on the ground.

“Look Arch, forget me nots!...”, Douxie said, a hint of excitement in his voice as he glanced at his cat familiar as he saw Archie tilt his head, “Indeed, Douxie…what about them?”, his familiar asked curiously.

The young wizard has never really shown interest in flowers before…

“They’re Illy’s favourite…remember?..”, The wizard replied in a soft voice, turning his head again to stare at the small flowers, waving around through the wind as he felt a small, nostalgic smile spread across his face.

“It is….I’m surprised you remembered…” Archie said as he watched his young familiar roll his eyes playfully as he glanced at the black cat on his shoulder, “Of course, I remember….”, he mumbled before going back to looking at the flowers quietly.

“I wonder what she’s up to….”

He wondered out loud, a worried frown quietly making its way to his face as he fully sat himself down with a sigh, “I hope she’s alright..”, He mumbled, holding the bud of the flower in his hand, being careful not to pick it off.

“I’m sure she is, Douxie…. She’s a strong spellcaster…wherever she is, I’m sure she’s safe..”, The familiar on his shoulder said as he gently bumped his head against Douxie’s as an attempt to cheer him up.

“R..right….of course she is….I suppose I’m just…realising how long it’s been…since we last saw each other..” 

“Well…. You’ll see each other again Douxie… I can’t tell you exactly when that is…but the day will come.”

Archie watches as Douxie takes a breath, smiling a little sadly as he nodded, “You’re right, Archie….I just have to wait and see..”, He mumbled, carefully picking a small bundle of the forget me nots.

“For now…I can find ways to just…remember her..” 

Douxie took out his heavy leather bound notebook out of his pack, carefully opening to two empty pages and placing the bundle of flowers and closing the book, pressing the flowers into its pages.

He packed up his notebook before standing back up, being careful of Archie perched on his shoulder as he spotted a sparkling turquoise butterfly fluttering past in the distance, smiling as they continued their journey.

Centuries later, another moment came…

Well, less of a moment and more of a realisation on Douxie’s part, he admits as he thinks back on it.

It was the 90s, he had just gotten into a relationship with a mortal girl, Alice. She was sweet and kind, he was happy with her despite the relationship not lasting long.

It wasn’t because of anything terrible, Alice was amazing really, but Douxie had gotten used to not being attached to mortals….it was harder as an immortal to do so and he’s built a wall around himself.

He just couldn’t bring himself to stay in relationships with mortals long term, most times they end up being very brief single nights of intimacy…

But he also noticed something else, how much she reminded him of Illy… It wasn’t too obvious at first, she has small physical similarities…. 

She was a brunette, freckles littering her cheeks like Illy… she was a little on the shorter side as well.

But what really hit the young wizard hard were the similarities in their personalities, his girlfriend was well read, she was smart and kind. She was shy at first but grew to be more talkative as their relationship went on.

She was gentle and soft spoken…

She reminded him so much of Illy, she reminded him of his best friend…The best friend he hasn’t seen in centuries at this point of his life.

Douxie was laying in his bed as the realisation hit, staring at the ceiling and getting so lost in thought as he tossed and turned.

He never expected to think of Illy this way, of course he didn’t. She was his best friend, he hasn’t seen her since Camelot…. 

He’s never had these thoughts before….

Never realised if any of his partners, as rare as it was for him to be in relationships, he never realised if any of his past partners ever reminded him of Illy.

His face burned, going warm as his cheeks turned red as he thought about it, sitting up abruptly as he covered his face with his hands with a heavy sigh. Running his fingers through his bangs as he glanced out the window.

“Douxie, are you alright?..”

He flinched, hearing Archie’s voice as the cat familiar jumped up the bed as he glanced down at him for a moment.

“I….I don’t know….I guess…I was thinking..”

“Whatever about?..”

Douxie thought to himself quietly as he looked out the window for a moment before glancing at Archie, “Do….you ever notice….that Alice is a lot like Illy?..”, he asked quietly.

There was a silence in the room for a moment before Archie spoke up, seemingly in thought the whole time, “I suppose so…. She isn’t completely like Illy, of course…but I suppose she does remind me of her….why?..”

“I…I just never realised it before, I suppose….and it’s…I’m not sure why I’m thinking about it. Illy’s just…..my best friend..and I shouldn’t be thinking about this…..right?..”

“Well….I wouldn’t say it’s an awful thing to think about… You’re maybe just realising you have certain traits you gravitate towards.”

“I…guess?...”

Douxie mumbled, sounding unsure of himself as he took a breath for a moment, “Do you think we’ll ever see her again?... It’s been……centuries…since we left Camelot, since we said goodbye… We haven’t seen her at all…”

“...We have no way of knowing if…..if she’s even alive…”

He let out a shaky sigh, getting up from his bed completely, opening the window and leaning his head on the window sill. Staring at the night sky quietly as he felt tears prick at his eyes.

Archie quietly jumped onto the window sill next to his wizard familiar, sitting himself down as he nuzzled his head against his young wizard, purring as an attempt to comfort him.

“Maybe someday….we’ll see her again….. There’s also no way for us to know either way…but if she is alive…then we’ll see her again someday….”

Douxie let out a shaky sigh as he gently leaned his head a little against Archie as he purred, the both of them looking out the window as he could have sworn he saw the same glowing turquoise butterfly he did centuries ago flying by in the distance.

He smiled sadly, sighing, “Maybe you’re right, Arch….thank you..”, he mumbled softly as they stared at the stars together.

Years later, he was tossed onto a flying ship. 

Narrowly escaping the Green Knight and his attacks on the bookstore with Merlin, Toby, Steve and AAARRRGGHH in tow. Archie having been with him since the start of the night like he’s always been.

They were flying through the sky quickly, Douxie holding onto the side of the ship as it slowed down slightly when the castle came into sight.

The young wizard’s breath caught in his throat for a moment at the sight of his old home flying in the sky, effectively having drowned out the excited conversations from the two kids and his old Master in the distance.

Douxie smiled fondly, leaning slightly on the railing of the ship as he looked at his old home, memories of his time in Camelot slowly flooding back to him..

Memories of Illy resurfacing….

He can’t help the feeling of his racing heart as the memories resurface, questions flooding his mind eternally.

Is she here? Has she been here for a while? Master Merlin…didn’t mention her…

Has she changed much since he last saw her? She had to have changed somewhat…it has been centuries..

Would….she even remember him?... 

Would she recognize him?...

His head was reeling at the thought….hoping so badly that his best friend did remember him…that she could recognize him right away.

He was finally going to see her again!

The excitement was making his heart jump around in his chest, the closer they got to the castle…

Oh, if he only knew what would happen…

He could never imagine he would have to bring an entire group into hiding at Hex Tech, almost suffering the wrath of Zoe, who….he really owed after that day.

He could never imagine that he would have had to go back to the past…

He would never imagine he would have reunited with Illy from his Camelot days before he could even see her from his own timeline..

He never imagined that Illy would kiss him before the Battle of Killahead…

He glanced down at the girl in question, the girl currently occupying his brain amongst all the danger and adrenaline.

She looks…different, her hair was significantly shorter, messily cut and draping just above her shoulders. She was dressed differently too, her lady in waiting gown in shades of green replaced with an outfit more befitting of a wizard.

A dark green vest over a white tunic top, a wrapped around skirt, pants and heavy brown and silver boots. Silver detailing scattered all over now that he had the time to really take in her different look.

Her eyes were still the same shimmering turquoise…but at the moment it seemed hardened…her eyes seemed puffy and red…as if she had been crying.

She looked upset.

Douxie felt a pang of pain when he noticed….was there some form of guilt in there as well? Maybe…was she upset with him? Because they haven’t seen each other in so long?

He couldn’t tell…

And perhaps he had been looking at her for a tad longer than he intended…because as soon as he glanced away, he tenses, hearing her quiet voice.

“Douxie?..”

Douxie looked back down at Illy, seeing her look up at him quietly, her turquoise coloured eyes almost inspecting him in a way he just couldn’t explain..

“..Hello, Illy..”, He said, his voice soft as he did, being mindful at how tense she seemed.

There was an awkward silence as they looked at each other, Illy staring at him for a moment, looking him up and down before glancing down, “....You changed…” She barely whispered, her voice fragile and almost solemn..

The now Master Wizard looked down at her, the hurt in his chest getting a little worse… something happened to her…and he wanted to know everything, but there was so much going on at the moment.

Douxie reached out, taking Illy’s hand in his with a soft squeeze as she whipped her head up to look at him, “Not really….not ever… I’m still the same moppet you knew…all those centuries ago..”, he said, a fond smile appearing on his face.

He watched as Illy let out a shaky sigh as tears appeared in her eyes, in that moment, that was what she saw… the same moppet she befriended and fell in love with all those centuries ago.

She squeezed his hand back gently, a small giggle escaping her.

“I guess you are…..I really missed you, Douxie…” She mumbled softly, leaning her head on his arm, gently. 

Pulling a soft chuckle from the taller wizard, a sound Illy thought she would never hear again before today….

“I missed you too, Illy…”

[tmae3114]

Except that Wales was officially formed into a kingdom by Gruffydd ap Llywelyn in 1055, so the "Camelot being around in the 1100s" butterfly problem still applies! I focused on England initially because it was where they seemed to have placed Camelot but frankly putting an entire other kingdom on this island that recently (for a given value of recently) causes a ton of butterflies and questions about history regardless of where on the island it is XD

(Incidentally, the main reasons I placed ToA's Camelot as being in England were that they seemed to be pulling on a lot of pop culture King Arthur stuff, so I figured the writers probably didn't know about the Wales connection because it gets overlooked so much, and they gave basically everybody a Received Pronunciation accent. And while nobody in the twelfth century would've used RP anyways and loads of us nowadays end up forced by circumstance to learn it, I tend to automatically associate RP with England :p)

It’s 03:28 and I’m lying awake in bed wondering what the history of the British Isles - England, mostly, but alternate history butterflies would affect way more than just them - looks like in the Tales of Arcadia universe given that King Arthur was ruling the Kingdom of Camelot in the twelfth century

[beannary]

Bean we are SO interested in your other toa wips PLEASE

OK this has been sitting in my askbox for three months and i just kept putting off answering it for literally no reason so finally we are here and i have another wip for you!

i basically wrote this because i started watching a lot of documentaries on medieval europe and learned about how dirty it was

Camelot is nothing like Hisirdoux ever imagined.

First of all, the castle is absolutely filthy. 

The straw and hay that covers the floors are filled with muck and grime. Rats and other vermin scurry about on the floor. None of that really bothered Hisirdoux really, he had grown up on the streets after all. Out of everyone here in the castle he was probably the most acquainted with filth. 

But what really bothered him was the smell. 

It permeated every inch of the castle, nowhere was safe, not even the very top of Merlin’s tower. He mentions this somewhat offhandedly one morning during his writing lessons with the page boys. They kindly, but also with an air of amusement at his ignorance, inform him about the castle moat, and where exactly the latrines emptied out into. 

So yeah. It wasn’t necessarily pleasant.

But the perks of living in the castle far outweighed the cons.

On his first morning in Camelot, Merlin had given him an actual toothbrush! Made with hazel wood and wrapped in actual cloth! And he got to eat spiced candies after dinner! Hisirdoux had never been more excited to abandon the awful chewy, gummy mallows he had previously used to keep his teeth clean. Plus he got to bathe indoors now! Sure the water was frigid cold but it beat having to bathe in whatever stream or lake he happened across. 

The scholarly lessons were also a surprise. Hisirdoux had been only expecting to be taught in magical affairs, but it had taken only one day of Merlin attempting to teach Hisirdoux before he was deemed not ready enough and sent off to join the page boys with their daily lessons. And yeah it was disappointing not being able to learn magic right away, but the poetry, music, and writing lessons more than made up for it.

He adjusted to his new daily routine quite quickly. Wake up at dawn, rush down to the kitchens for a quick bite to eat before hurrying off to his lessons with the page boys. After lessons were over, Hisirdoux would rejoin Merlin and help with whatever cleaning or other chores needed to be done before turning in for the night.

[aevyk-ing]

Lights and Shadows of Camelot: Chapter 18

The cave was dark and narrow, a long corridor that ended in a small chamber. There was no light there, just the faint glow of the amulet. Until it died out.

The light of the Amulet faded and, with a click, the armor disappeared and the rounded artefact slid from Jim’s chest to his knees. He didn’t have time to react.

“W-what? No!”

He desperately reached for it, holding it with his two hands, as he had done when he had used it as a mirror. Nothing.

“Come on, I need you! They need… I have to fight!” he yelled, baring his teeth at it. With a sigh, he let it fell to the ground, next to him. He started remembering. He remembered how the Amulet wouldn’t leave his side during the very first week.

“I don’t want this!” he had yelled to Merlin, throwing the Amulet as far as he could through the forest. It had come back. Time after time.

“Oh, you can’t refuse it, it chose you.” the wizard had said, shrugging.

“Well, obviously, it made a mistake. Take it back.”

AO3

[xxbatsybeanxx]

And now, for some TOA OC art

Lana if she was in trollhunters

Bonus : Camelot Lana