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scarletemeterio-thesecond · 3 years ago

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r u open for sum douxie requests? Him Falling in love with king arthur's daughter💕who's innocent n kind but she isn't happy at camelot she wants to be independent n arthur's like NOPE so she runs away n meets douxie again centuries later n is now a total badass witch but she's sarcastic n mean cuz girl has been THROUGH IT😔 but slowly she warms up to him n falls in love with him all over again cuz with douxie she cant help but be soft💕😭 *u can ignore this ask if u want my English is bad😅*

i absolutely loved this request! i think i did things a bit differently but i'm a sucker for love and i couldn't help it lol. i loved writing this, thank you for requesting and i hope you like it!

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Back To You (Douxie x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: none i think

Genre: Fluff, some angst

Fandom: Tales of Arcadia, Wizards

Summary: See request

Word Count: 3379

Reader uses she/her pronouns!

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Being king Arthur’s daughter was already hard enough, but being a witch didn’t make things easier. (Y/N) loved magic, even if her father wasn’t a huge fan of it. She started taking an interest in it at a very young age, and her own aunt ended up being her teacher.

As (Y/N) got older, her magic grew stronger as well and even though she knew her father loved her, she could also see the way he looked at her sometimes; he looked at her like she was a stranger, a monster even.

Life in the palace was always a bit boring. The princess didn’t have many friends and most of the time would end up feeling lonely. But that all changed once Merlin decided to get a new apprentice.

They hit it off right away. (Y/N) was excited to have someone around her age close to her and the boy was happy to be surrounded by so many talented people.

But of course, he was a bit nervous about being so close to the princess at first, and he didn’t really understand why she was around so much until he saw her do magic. He was mesmerized and extremely surprised, to say the least.

‘’I didn’t know you could do that,’’ he said once the girl was done with her spell.

‘’What do you mean?’’ The girl asked.

‘’Well, you’re the princess and everyone in the kingdom knows that but it’s not known that you can do magic,’’ he explained.

‘’Oh,’’ she murmured, a bit sad but not surprised. ‘’Well, my father doesn’t really like magic so I guess he’s always been a bit disappointed at my love for it.’’

‘’Come on, why don’t we take a walk around the castle?’’ He offered, trying to cheer her up.

Their friendship grew stronger with every passing day, and it didn’t take long for the young boy to start developing feelings for the sweet princess. She was a really powerful witch but she still had her feet on the ground and remained kind as always; he loved that about her. He also loved her smile and the way she made him feel when they were together.

(Y/N) could tell that there was something going on with her friend; she noticed how nervous he got when she was around, the way he stuttered and blushed. She thought that it was very cute, and it didn’t take her long to realize why he’d been acting like that. But she was still afraid of being wrong, so even though she also had feelings for the boy, she remained silent.

They were oblivious about the way they felt about each other, but everyone else wasn’t. They pretty much acted like a couple already to the eyes of strangers, and also to the eyes of the king.

The relationship between Arthur and his daughter had never been worse. The more she practiced her magic, the more they grew apart. They’d barely talk to each other. (Y/N) hated this, she wanted to be close to her father, but she knew that it would be useless to try to work things out; her father disapproved of anything she did or said. She was supposed to learn how to be a proper princess and future queen, and soon it would be time for her to get married. So of course, her closeness to Merlin’s apprentice was alarming to Arthur, and he decided to confront her at dinner one night.

‘’So, tell me about this apprentice boy,’’ he said to her. He’d requested to have dinner alone with her, and they were seated face to face with each other.

‘’His name is Hisirdoux,’’ she mentioned. ‘’And is this what you wanted to talk about? My friend?’’

‘’Well, he’s not just your friend, right? Rumors travel fast inside the castle, my dear.’’

‘’We’re just friends,’’ she mumbled loud enough for the king to hear.

‘’You sound almost disappointed at those words,’’ he pointed out. He made a pause to drink some of his wine and then he looked at his daughter. ‘’I don’t like him.’’

‘’Here we go…,’’ she sighed and sank in her seat, not wanting to hear what her dad was about to say.

‘’He’s a wizard apprentice, (Y/N). Could you imagine what people would say if you even thought about being with him?’’

‘’What does it matter what people think? I can do magic, too, father. I know you’ve been hiding it from the rest of the kingdom, hiding me. I’m tired of being a secret, of not being myself.’’

‘’For the sake of the kingdom, you should get married to an appropriate suitor.’’

‘’For the sake of the kingdom? Why don’t you just admit that you can’t accept the fact that I’m a witch, father? Are you really that ashamed of me? Or are you actually afraid?’’ The princess said in a defying tone.

‘’Young lady-.’’

‘’No, you’re not gonna do this anymore,’’ she interrupted him. ‘’Why can’t you just accept me? It’s like you don’t even want me to be happy. Magic makes me happy, Douxie makes me happy and I’m tired of you trying to control me just because you can’t accept people who are different!’’ (Y/N) got up from her seat and started walking away.

‘’Where do you think you’re going?’’ Yelled her father.

She stopped walking for a second to turn around and look at him. ‘’Away from you,’’ she answered. What he didn’t know was that she really meant it; she would go as far away as possible.

…

Once she got to her room, she started packing some of her stuff, and when she was done she decided to write a letter. She knew she would go and say goodbye to Douxie, but she wanted him to know some things that she wouldn’t be able to say out loud.

A couple of minutes later, she was ready to go, to leave that place for good. It was late at night but she knew her friend would still be awake, so she decided to head over to his room. Just as she was about to walk out of her room for the last time, she heard some guards approaching. The princess cursed to herself but quickly remembered that there was another way for her to leave without being noticed, Douxie’s room and hers were connected by some secret tunnels they’d made with magic a while back, tunnels that extended throughout the entire castle.

Once she reached the boy’s door, she started knocking like crazy. Douxie opened the door almost immediately and even though he was happy to see her, he could tell that there was something wrong.

‘’(Y/N), what’s wrong?’’

‘’I’m afraid we don’t have time for that, Douxie. I don’t really know how to say this but I wanted to tell you that I’m leaving,’’ she said.

‘’What? Where?’’

‘’I don’t know, to be honest. Somewhere my father won’t find me, somewhere I can be free.’’

He was shocked, to say the least. Deep down, he knew she wasn’t happy with her life in the castle, but this news still surprised him. ‘’I’m going with you,’’ he said and started looking for some stuff to pack. She grabbed him by his shoulders and stopped him.

‘’No, Douxie. I can’t let you do that, okay? You still have a lot to learn from Merlin, I know you have potential and I just can’t take this opportunity for you.’’

‘’But I want to be with you, wherever you go.’’

‘’Trust me, there’s nothing I’d want more, but we can’t,’’ she paused to take a deep breath; she could already feel the tears forming in her eyes. ‘’I wrote you a letter, there are some things I’d like you to know.’’ She grabbed the piece of paper and handed it to him.

‘’(Y/N), please…’’ He begged, he didn’t even know what he was begging for, he just knew that the situation they were in was extremely unfair.

‘’I know my father will be here any minute with his guards, you have to pretend like you haven’t seen me, okay?’’ Her tears were already falling down her cheeks, and so were his. She grabbed the boy’s hands and looked him in the eye. ‘’Promise me you’ll do that, Douxie. You have to act like you have no idea about me suddenly disappearing, yeah?’’

‘’Yeah,’’ he nodded. ‘’I promise, (Y/N).’’

She wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist, holding on to each other as if their lives depended on it. When they pulled apart, they pressed their foreheads together.

‘’Thank you for everything, Douxie. I’ll miss you so much.’’

‘’I’ll miss you, too, (Y/N).’’ They finally pulled away and she walked over to his door, hoping no one would see her. She opened it a little and when she saw that no one was around, she knew it was time to leave. The girl looked back to Douxie one last time and smiled at him. When she was about to leave, she heard the boy speak. ‘’I will find you, (Y/N). I won’t stop until I do, I promise.’’

‘’I can only hope you will,’’ she said before walking away.

…

(Y/N) was right, it didn’t take long for the king and his guards to get to his room. They were looking for the princess, but she was nowhere to be found, and Douxie was just as oblivious to the situation as everyone else.

After the guards made sure she wasn’t hidden in his room, they left. As soon as the door was closed, the boy fell to the floor. He brought his knees to his chest and started crying; he just couldn’t believe what had happened. He couldn’t believe his favorite person was gone.

He knew she was a witch, a powerful one, which meant she’d be able to live for a long time, just like him, but the world was a huge place and deep down he knew there was the possibility of never seeing her again.

Douxie tried to calm himself down, took some deep breaths, and ran his hands through his hair. Then, he remembered the letter, the last piece of her that he had.

He grabbed it and quickly opened it. First, he admired her handwriting, beautiful as always and then he started reading.

Dear Douxie,

If you’re reading this, it means that I’ve finally left. Deep down I think we all knew the palace wasn’t my place, I just never belonged inside these walls, but that doesn’t erase how much it hurts me to leave you.

You changed my life, Douxie, turned all the black and white into full colour, and I couldn’t be more thankful for that. You’re so important to me, I don’t think you understand how much you matter to me. You were my first real friend, you taught me what it meant to fully trust someone with your entire heart… and I guess you also taught me what love is. It’d be useless to try and hide it any longer, it’s been a while since there was something more than just a friendship between us. I wish I’d been brave enough to tell you sooner, to do something about it, but I didn’t. All I can say right now is that I love you, that I’m in love with you and that I’ll do anything I can to go back to you; I mean it, Douxie, I won’t stop until we’re together again because I know in my heart that these feelings will never go away, you mean the world to me.

Thank you for always being there when I needed you.

(Y/N).

Douxie didn’t know when he’d started crying, but he couldn’t stop. He covered his mouth with his hand to silence a sob, and then he wiped some tears off his face.

‘’I love you, too, (Y/N), and I’ll find you, no matter what,’’ he mumbled, making a promise to her once again, and also to himself.

...

900 years later

(Y/N) was just walking around the streets of Arcadia, minding her own business when suddenly she bumped into someone.

‘’Oh, I’m so sorry, I should’ve been more careful,’’ she said, apologizing to the person in front of her.

She barely even paid attention to the whole situation and was ready to keep walking, but she stopped in her tracks when she heard a voice. The same voice she’d dreamt about hearing again, the same voice she’d missed ever since that day in the castle. He only said her name, but that was enough for her heart to start racing.

(Y/N) turned around and their eyes locked, time seemed to have stopped. She barely had any time to properly react before his arms were wrapped around her body, and instinctively her arms did the same thing.

‘’Please tell me this is not a dream,’’ he said once they pulled apart.

‘’Douxie,’’ she mumbled, still unable to believe that it was really him. He let out a sigh when he heard her; he missed hearing her say his nickname, the one she’d given to him, the one he ended up using all the time because it reminded him of her.

‘’It’s me, (Y/N), I’m here. I said I would find you, that’s what kept me going for so long.’’ He said, truly speaking from the heart.

‘’I started losing hope a long time ago, to be honest,’’ she said. She wanted to hug him again, to tell him how much she’d missed him and how she was still head over heels for him, but she couldn’t. The past had changed her, she had to change in order to survive and she’d learned to be afraid of trusting people, even the ones she loved the most.

‘’What are you even doing here, though?’’

‘’I honestly don’t know, I just kind of ended up here I guess.’’

There was a pause between them. It all happened so fast, just a few minutes ago the hope of seeing each other again was nonexistent.

‘’I missed you so much, (Y/N). There’s so much I want to talk about and so much I want to hear from you. I-I can’t believe it’s really you.’’ She smiled at him, not really knowing what to answer. ‘’I still have your letter, there hasn’t been a day in which I didn’t think about it and what you said in it.’’

(Y/N) opened her eyes. She thought about that later almost every day, also remembering her words, her confession.

Douxie noticed that there was something wrong, it was evident in her silence, in how tense she seemed. He tried to grab her hand but she refused, taking a small step backward.

‘’Hey, what’s wrong?’’ He didn’t get an answer, just a scared and worried look in response. ‘’Look, do you think you could meet me after work tonight? I’d like to catch up with you and talk about everything, I guess.’’

‘’I- uh, I don’t know, I-.’’

‘’Please, (Y/N). I think we owe it to each other.’’

She took a deep breath and made eye contact with him for a split second. ‘’Okay, tell me where do you work.’’

…

Douxie’s shift was about to end. He was nervous, he couldn’t wait to see her again. When they saw each other earlier, he noticed she was acting a bit weird. Of course, he hadn’t seen her for nine centuries, but that wasn’t the (Y/N) he remembered. She was different, distant and cold. Deep down, he even thought if maybe he’d already lost her, nine hundred years was a long time after all.

He was closing the restaurant when he saw the girl approaching him.

‘’Hey,’’ she said once they were face to face.

‘’Hi, I’m glad you came.’’ There was a small silence between them. (Y/N) started playing with her fingers, trying to calm herself down. ‘’Listen, I know it’s late but would you like to walk around while we talk?’’

‘’Of course, yeah.’’ They immediately started walking.

‘’I have so much I want to say, but first I wanna hear about you, (Y/N). What have you been up to?’’

‘’Well, trying to put these last nine centuries into words would be a bit difficult. I haven’t been doing much, really, just trying to hide my magic from everyone, seems like I’ll always have to.’’ She mumbled the last part, but he could still hear her. It was evident she was talking about her father, who she hadn't seen since that night in the castle. ‘’What about you?’’

‘’Pretty much the same thing, I guess. I don’t usually stay that much in the same place, though. You know, always looking the same could raise suspicion.’’

‘’Yeah, tell me about it. After a while some people just start spying on you because they know there's something going on, or at least that happened to me.’’

They reached a bench and decided to sit down. (Y/N) tried to keep a bit of distance between them, something that the boy noticed, and he tried to hide his sad expression at the girls' action. They stayed quiet for a bit, the girl admired the stars while also allowing herself to enjoy the boy's company, even if deep down she knew she shouldn't have.

"I'm in love with you, too," said Douxie, breaking the silence and immediately creating a bit of tension in the air. "I still do, and I know I always will; my biggest regret is not telling you sooner, when we were together back in the castle." The girl opened her mouth to say something but Douxie didn't let her, he grabbed one of her hands and slowly caressed it before he kept talking. "Finding you is what kept me going for so long, I said it earlier, but it's true. This may seem like I'm trying to rush things but I think we've been apart for too long to keep waiting, (Y/N)."

He slowly grabbed her face and ran a finger along her cheek, pulling her closer to him, but she pulled away. "I can't, Douxie. I truly can't."

"What do you mean? Did you find someone else? Do you not love me anymore? It's okay if you don't, nine centuries is a long time-."

"I do still feel things for you, but these last years have been very hard, Douxie. I've learnt not to trust people, even those closest to me. Please, don't take this personally, it's not your fault."

He slowly nodded and then made eye contact with her. "I understand, I know how you're feeling, trust me. I also understand if you're not ready, and I would wait for you for a hundred lifetimes, my dear."

"I want to be ready, Douxie, I truly do. I want to be with you, it's what I've wanted ever since we'd walk around the castle, running away from Merlin or my father." She paused for a bit, taking a deep breath; it's like she was at war with herself, she'd been for a long time, but she was tired of fighting, of hiding, she wanted to let her walls down. "Maybe we could take things slowly," she said. They looked at each other and he caressed her cheek once again.

"Of course, my love, anything you need."

She leaned on his hand and closed her eyes, enjoying his warmth after so many years. "Would you kiss me?" she asked.

He simply grabbed her face and slowly pulled her closer to him, and finally their lips touched.

"I love you so much, (Y/N)," he whispered once they pulled away.

"I love you, too, Douxie."

They sat side by side and the girl rested her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped an arm around her. They didn't say anything, they didn't have to, they both knew what they were feeling at that moment. They were finally complete, and it was like every single bad thing they had to go through was worth it, because it had led them to that moment, to their encounter.

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yandere-toons · 3 years ago

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Current Requests (Alphabetical)

Platonic & Romantic Headcanons:

Abe (Oddworld).

Acrobatic Silky (Dandadan).

Aku (Samurai Jack).

Alameda Slim (Home on the Range).

Allosaurus (Jurassic World: Chaos Theory/Battle at Big Rock).

Andrew Neiman (Whiplash).

Astrid (HTTYD).

Baloo and Bagheera (The Jungle Book 1967).

Barbie and Ken (2023) share the reader who's a human that never played with Barbies but got wrapped up by the two doll's business and is just stuck with them.

Bart Simpson.

Belloc (Firebreather).

Benson (Regular Show) with a reader who's a SUPER hard worker and works themselves to the bone without any regard for their well-being.

Berkeley Beetle (Thumbelina).

Blue, Charlie, Delta and Echo (Jurassic World).

Bo Peep (Toy Story).

Brooklyn (Gargoyles).

Bunnymund (Rise of the Guardians).

Buzz Lightyear, Sheriff Woody and Jessie share a reader.

Candy Caramella, Etno Polino, Bud Budiovitch and Gorgious Klatoo (Space Goofs).

Casey Jones (TMNT 2012).

Charlie (Hazbin Hotel).

Chickenhare (Chickenhare and the Hamster of Darkness).

Chiro (Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!).

Chris McLean with a reader who is either one of his interns or a contestant on the show (Total Drama).

Claudia Wolf (Silent Hill 3).

Crane (Kung Fu Panda).

Damien LaVey and Vera Oberlin share a reader (Monster Prom).

Danger Mouse.

Danny Phantom.

Darcy (Pride and Prejudice).

David Kawena (Lilo & Stitch).

Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs).

Deadpool.

Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish).

Demencia (Villainous).

Dinesh Chugtai (Silicon Valley).

Douxie (Trollhunters).

Dream Sans or Cross Sans (Underverse).

Dr Flug (Villainous).

Duncan (Total Drama Island).

E-123 Omega (Sonic the Hedgehog).

Edge (Mario + Rabbids Sparks of Hope).

Edward Nygma (Gotham).

Eli Shane (SlugTerra).

Eltingville Club.

Filthy Rich (My Little Pony).

Finn (Adventure Time).

Five Hargreeves.

Flain (Mixels).

Flintheart Glomgold.

Flint Lockwood (Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs).

Frank Grimes (The Simpsons).

Fred Jones, Velma Dinkley, Daphne Blake, Shaggy Rogers and Scooby-Doo share a reader (Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated).

Fritz the Cat.

Gabe Lewis (The Office).

Garbage (Dogs In Space).

Gary Goodspeed (Final Space).

Gengar (Pokémon).

Ghidorah.

Gilfoyle (Silicon Valley).

Godzilla and Ghidorah share a reader.

Godzilla.

Good Cop | Bad Cop (The LEGO Movie).

Gordon, Waffle and Mr Blik (Catscratch).

Griffith (Berserk).

Gru (Despicable Me).

Gumball Watterson.

Hades (Hercules 1997).

Handsome Jack (Borderlands 2).

Hefty Smurf.

Hell's Chef with an affectionate reader (Gregory Horror Show).

Hiccup Haddock III (How to Train Your Dragon).

Hitchhiking Ghosts (The Haunted Mansion).

Hooty (The Owl House).

Hopper (A Bug's Life).

Horned King (The Black Cauldron).

Ice Bear (We Bare Bears).

Indominus Rex (Jurassic World).

Indoraptor and Indominus Rex share a reader.

Indoraptor.

Jack Frost (Rise of the Guardians).

Jack Sparrow.

Jason Grace, Frank Zhang, Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase and Hazel Levesque as a group whilst on the Argo II.

Jeff the Killer x crime reporter (Creepypasta).

Jenner (The Secret of NIMH).

Jessica Rabbit.

Jimmy Crystal and Porsha Crystal (Sing 2).

Jinx (Teen Titans 2003).

Joker (Arkhamverse).

Julia or Slappy Squirrel (Animaniacs).

Kai (Kung Fu Panda 3).

Kai, Lloyd, Zane, Jay, Cole, Nya (Ninjago).

Karai (TMNT 2012).

Katz (Courage the Cowardly Dog).

Killian or Lance Sterling (Spies in Disguise).

King Sombra.

Kion & Rani. For platonic, the reader is a young cub (The Lion Guard).

Kovu and Kiara (The Lion King II: Simba's Pride).

Krusty the Clown.

LEGO Batman.

Legoshi (Beastars).

Leonardo (TMNT 2012).

Lightning McQueen.

Lin Chung (Hero: 108).

Lord Garmadon.

Lucifer Morningstar with a human reader who hunts demons from hell (DC).

Luz Noceda (The Owl House).

MUTOs (Godzilla 2014).

Manny, Sid and Diego share a reader (Ice Age).

Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir).

Megavolt (Darkwing Duck 1991).

Mickey and Minnie Mouse.

Mike Ehrmantraut.

Miles Prower.

Mordecai (Regular Show).

Mosasaurus.

Mr Crocker (The Fairly OddParents).

N. Tropy (Crash Bandicoot).

NOS-4-A2 (Buzz Lightyear of Star Command).

Naughty Bear.

Neo Cortex.

OMGKawaiiAngel aka Ame-Chan (Needy Streamer Overload).

Once-ler (The Lorax 2012).

Owen (Gargoyles).

Papa Smurf.

Papyrus (Undertale).

Patrick Hockstetter (Stephen King's IT).

The Penguin (BTAS or 2004's The Batman).

Peppermint Larry (The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack).

Perry the Platypus.

Phineas Flynn and Ferb Fletcher.

Po (Kung Fu Panda).

Popee the Performer.

Porco Rosso.

Psychic Seven team-up with a reader whose love language is acts of service (Psychonauts).

Ratchet (Ratchet & Clank).

Ratigan (The Great Mouse Detective).

Raven (Teen Titans 2003).

Raymond with a masculine reader (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes).

Reagan Ridley and Brett Hand share a reader (Inside Job).

Regina George (Mean Girls).

Ren and Stimpy share a reader.

Ren Höek.

Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty).

Robin (Teen Titans 2003).

Robin and Starfire share a reader (Teen Titans 2003).

Robot Jones (Whatever Happened to... Robot Jones?).

Rodney Copperbottom.

Rorschach (Watchmen).

Rose DeWitt Bukater (Titanic 1997).

Salad Fingers.

Scorpios Rex (Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous).

Scrooge McDuck.

Scroop (Treasure Planet).

Sebastian J. Cricket (Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio).

Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog, Silver the Hedgehog and Amy Rose share a reader.

Sharko (Zig & Sharko).

Sherlock Gnomes.

Simon Petrikov and Winter King (Adventure Time).

Sir Pentious (Hazbin Hotel).

Skipper, Rico, Private, Kowalski.

Snotlout (HTTYD).

Spider Queen and Lady Bone Demon (LEGO Monkie Kid).

Spinosaurus.

Squidward Tentacles.

Stan Smith (American Dad!).

Steven Universe.

Stranger (Oddworld: Stranger's Wrath).

Surge and Kitsunami (Sonic the Hedgehog: Imposter Syndrome).

Ted "Theodore" Logan (Bill & Ted).

Thorin II Oakenshield.

Tirek in his Minotaur form (My Little Pony: Rescue from Midnight Castle).

Todd Tolansky | Toad with a mutant reader (X-Men: Evolution).

Toothless (HTTYD).

Totoro (My Neighbor Totoro).

Turanga Leela.

Tyrannosaurus Rex.

V.IV Rusty (Armored Core VI).

Velociraptors (Jurassic Park).

Verosika (Helluva Boss).

Vigo (The After Dark).

Vito Scaletta and Joe Barbaro (Mafia II).

Wallace Wells (Scott Pilgrim).

Walter White (Breaking Bad).

Warner Siblings react to a storyboarder reader working for other studios or projects. As in, the reader moves on from Warner Brothers and goes to work for a different company like Disney (Animaniacs).

Zoe (Monster Prom).

Platonic-Only Headcanons:

Angel Dust and Husk (Hazbin Hotel).

Apollo Cabin with a sunshine reader who is a child of Apollo, sometimes naive, and sweet to everyone (Percy Jackson).

Austin Powers.

Batman, Ash Ketchum, Yogi Bear, Sylvester or Daffy, SpongeBob, Robotboy and Professor Utonium with an abused child or a traumatized adult and their comfort character taking care of them like a parent/guardian should.

Beetlejuice with an emo and/or goth reader.

Captain Qwark and his team (Ratchet & Clank 2016).

Cerebella (Skullgirls).

Cesare (Bigtop Burger).

Cul-de-Sac kids (Ed, Edd n Eddy).

Dib and Gaz Membrane with a sibling who is almost the opposite of them and is extremely kind to people.

Dr Drakken and Shego as a team (Kim Possible).

Eddie Brock (The Spectacular Spider-Man).

Entrapta (She-Ra).

Fang (Primal).

Glamrocks with an Animatronic! Reader, and they just found out that their friend has been scrapped (FNaF: Security Breach).

Grim, Billy and Mandy share a reader (The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy).

Hargreeves family with a powered!reader.

Ink Sans (Underverse).

Jessica Rabbit.

Mane Six shares a reader (My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic).

Marvin the Martian is a father figure.

Mei-Mei and her friend group, Priya, Abby and Miriam, share a reader (Turning Red).

Mime Bomb, where the reader is just a civilian.

President Snow (The Hunger Games).

Reagan Ridley takes care of a kid reader.

Sam & Max.

Senator Armstrong (Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance).

Steve with a reader who is a frequent customer (Bigtop Burger).

Tim and Moby (BrainPOP).

Twitch and Thrash (Transformers: EarthSpark).

Romantic-Only Headcanons:

Anxiety (Inside Out 2).

Applejack (MLP: FIM).

Boyfriend (Friday Night Funkin').

Doctor Ivo Robotnik (Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog).

Doctor Eggman (Sonic X).

Emmet Brickowski with a very shy reader (The LEGO Movie).

Foghorn Leghorn.

Frank (Spooky Month).

Frank Fontaine (Bioshock).

Gideon Graves.

Goofball (Brain Dump).

Gregory Mama with a new guest to Gregory House (Gregory Horror Show).

Henchman 21 with a female reader (The Venture Bros).

Hydros (Hercules 1997).

Jack Spicer (Xiaolin Showdown).

Jailbot (Superjail!).

Jenny Wakeman | XJ-9.

John Constantine (DC).

John Silver (Treasure Planet).

Jonathan Crane | Scarecrow (Batman Begins).

Kyubey (Puella Magi Madoka Magica).

Lalo Salamanca (Better Call Saul).

Lila with a neighbour reader (Spooky Month).

Man Ray (SpongeBob SquarePants).

Metal Sonic.

Mojo Jojo.

N and Thad (Murder Drones).

Nome King (Return to Oz).

Polytheus (Mia and Me).

Princess Luna (MLP: FIM).

Raggedy Andy (The Adventures of Raggedy Ann and Andy).

Ron Staedtler (Inside Job).

Sheldon Lee (My Life as a Teenage Robot).

Syndrome (The Incredibles).

Turbo, where the reader is either a player or a character living in the arcade (Wreck-It Ralph).

Victoria Everglot (Corpse Bride).

Zane and Lloyd share a reader who has social anxiety and is selectively mute (Ninjago).

Scenarios:

Addams Family adopts the reader. The reader isn't necessarily as peculiar as them, but they do feel different from others, so the Addams Family is convinced they're meant to be with them!

Aegon II Targaryen with a Stark reader who is similar to Bran Stark (House of the Dragon).

Aethelred x GNReader, who is a Viking Warrior from Kattegat and part of the closer group with Ubbe, Bjorn, Lagertha ... centred around Season 5 (Vikings).

Angel Dust with MC who is the most gullible and innocent person ever, talking to people like Alastor and Husk (Hazbin Hotel).

Arktos (Tabaluga).

Bad Guys where the reader is trying to avoid both the titular Bad Guys and the cops after being framed as an accomplice.

Barbie and Ken (Barbie 2023).

Benson from Regular Show, where the reader is a worker at the park who tells him they're quitting because of his anger issues.

Bill (Beastars) struggles and blames the herbivore reader because he is obsessed with them.

Chelsea x GN human reader who’s studying marine biology. The reader is not affected by Chelsea’s charm like everyone else is, and they much prefer to be around Ruby Gillman instead (Ruby Gillman, Teenage Kraken).

“Commoner” Reader eventually gains the attention of Pacifica and her parents because they manage to win all the competitions they enter into. Using less than legal methods, both Pacifica and her parents plan to make sure the reader keeps winning. Under the Northwest last name. Each and every time the reader is invited over, it gets strangely more difficult to leave the mansion (Gravity Falls).

Count D (Pet Shop of Horrors).

Dethklok finds out that the reader already has a partner (Metalocalypse).

Dr Cockroach where the reader was his old lab mate before his experiment, and they left him alone on the night he became a human with a cockroach head. Years later, the monsters save the world and he recognises them in the crowd.

Drift (MTMTE) becomes attached to the reader in short order when they refuse to judge him for his past and generally treat him kindly. As his feelings darken, he tries to respect their choice to spend time with others, but his possessiveness inevitably spirals out of control, and people with whom the reader is close begin to disappear.

Emperor of Mankind (Warhammer 40k).

Emperor Zurg where Reader, who works for Zurg (2000’s cartoon version) as Darkmatter does, is trying to avoid Zurg the whole time they are doing their job.

Flippy is with his crush, but when he takes his eyes off them, they wander away and get mugged by Lifty and Shifty. When Flippy discovers this, Fliqpy comes out and destroys the thieves.

Goofball with a reader who is affectionate and doting towards him (Brain Dump).

HIM (The Powerpuff Girls).

Hoopa with a middle-aged, no-nonsense reader who owns a popular bakery and runs it with their Pokémon.

Hypno-Potamus (Rise! TMNT).

Invader Zim grapples with his feelings for a kind and doting reader.

Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad).

Jimmy's obsession happens upon the information that Jimmy fabricated evidence to get rid of someone who, in his eyes, "was in the way" of his and your love. The reader confronts Jimmy about this (Better Call Saul).

Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.

Kai and Cole (separate) become more obsessive towards the reader and realise their romantic feelings for them after almost losing them during a mission (Ninjago).

Kinito (KinitoPET).

Kratos (God of War).

Lightning McQueen and the reader race for the Piston Cup. In the last lap, the reader rides among the champions for the first time. While McQueen is in 1st place, the reader rides behind. Someone injures them or they lose control, but he finds out about it after the victory.

Lion King hyenas where the reader is sweet and kind to everybody, which causes adoration of them from the hyenas.

Mebh Óg MacTíre with an introverted Wolfwalker reader. The reader lives in a small cottage where they grow their food near town and much prefer living away from others and hunting alone, but they sometimes go into town to buy supplies. Robyn was the one who introduced them to Mebh, but Mebh, not liking the idea of that, keeps trying to get the reader to join her pack due to wolves being strong pack animals.

Megatron is infatuated with the reader, a friend of Isaac Sumdac’s who works as his assistant at Sumdac Systems, and unlike the professor, they are intensely wary of him (Transformers: Animated).

Mortimer Handee with a puppet reader where he confesses his feelings for them over tea, and they have no choice but to accept for fear of dying if they refuse.

Mr Wolf, Legoshi and Nick Wilde share a reader who isn't afraid to bite ironically for a human / alternative version where Nick is replaced with Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish).

Nyx with a reader who takes care of Gruff (Tinker Bell and the Legend of the NeverBeast).

Nyx and Fawn team-up, with a reader who is a Tinker talent fairy (Tinker Bell and the Legend of the NeverBeast).

Panchito and José lie to the reader as they did to Donald in "The Town Where Everyone Was Nice!" When the reader finds out about the lies, the two drop the kindness and just work together to keep the reader with them (DuckTales 2017).

PaRappa the Rapper.

Professor Pericles with the mystery gang's peer who is always hanging out with them.

Raz is super protective of an older sibling reader. He and the reader were close before he left the circus, but once his family comes to visit him, he notices that the reader is occupied elsewhere.

Reader can’t get a damn free day out of their schedule to see their friends because all of their time is monopolized (pun absolutely intended) by their overbearing business partner, Pennybags. Strangely enough, a surprise amount of readers’ friends are being sentenced for crimes reader is sure their pals didn’t commit… (Monopoly).

Reader (kinda picture them as The Narrator from Fight Club; the whole vibe/personality) who works at Waystar (Season 3-ish; maybe in the media branch as an editor or in PR as an assistant) who catches the (not asked for) attention of Roman, Greg and Kendall (in that order); Reader is a dead-inside, overworked employee who's surrounded by stinking rich people (and Greg) who they despise with every bone in their body, but they HAVE to work there because their dad got them the job and have to somehow navigate being courted by Roman, Greg AND Kendall (who tries to lure them away) next to all the drama (Succession).

Reagan Ridley (Inside Job).

Ren Höek goes on a never-ending spree of manipulating the reader.

Ripto from Spyro 2: Ripto’s Rage. Specifically the re-ignited Ripto. He successfully takes over Avalar and tries to convince the reader that they’ll fall madly in love with him since he’s already madly in love with them and to rule by his side. The reader rejects him at first, but then he kidnaps them and forces them to marry him.

Robinson Family with a new kid reader in town (Meet the Robinsons).

Rottmnt brothers with 2012 TMNT Reader who gets badly hurt from entering their world, and the turtles find them, take care of them, and want them to be their older sister because the reader is amazing towards them and completes their family.

Samaritan and the Machine rivalry (Person of Interest).

Scrooge McDuck and Flintheart Glomgold track down an orphan teenage reader who ran away after hearing about how these billionaires wanted to adopt them. The reader managed to escape them initially because those two were too busy fighting each other.

Spear (Primal).

Spinel struggles to remain calm after becoming convinced that the reader is going to leave her (Steven Universe).

Steve Raglan | William Afton with an accomplice of sorts (Five Nights at Freddy's 2023).

Sulley uses the scare doors to stalk a human and later kidnaps them (Monsters, Inc.).

Sun Wukong is defensive over the reader against people that he suspects of having malicious intent, who may or may not be demons.

The Big Bad Wolf finds the reader, who struggles with suicidal ideation, walking alone in the forest during the night and takes them in and cares for them. The Three Little Wolves immediately get attached to the reader, seeing them as a second parent. The reader is convinced to stay, that they'll be happier with the wolves and be a family together (Disney's Silly Symphony).

The hundred-acre wood residents (Winnie, Piglet, Rabbit, Eeyore) welcome a new resident to the woods, and they begin to develop feelings.

The reader is a new scarer at Monsters University and catches the attention of both Oozma Kappa and Roar Omega Roar.

Tom Lucitor takes the reader to the Blood Moon Ball.

Villainous characters with an eldritch reader.

Watterson Family, where the reader is Gumball and Darwin's younger best friend.

Word Girl x Student! Reader who is secretly a villain.

Zach and Chris force themselves into the reader's home, inviting themselves over and making themselves welcome, wildly overstepping boundaries (Hellbenders).

Love Letters:

Jack Sparrow.

Magnus Hammersmith (Metalocalypse). Context: maybe the two initially meet at a concert with them part of the stage crew setting up equipment and then kept bumping into each other at other venues; set after he got kicked out, with mentions of his obsession having an unspecified illness (chronic pain & fatigue).

Marvin the Martian or Bugs Bunny.

No Specified Format:

6 (Shane Acker's 9).

Abijah Fowler (Blue Eye Samurai).

Amon (The Legend of Korra).

Amy Dunne and Nick Dunne with a kid (Gone Girl).

Anton Ego as a friend and then romance (Ratatouille).

Ash Williams, Brock Samson, Sam and Max, GLaDOS and Claptrap as a group obsessing over one person (Poker Night 2).

Aziraphale and Crowley found-family dynamic towards a teen reader with very neglectful parents, so the reader spends their time a lot in Aziraphale's bookstore (Good Omens).

Bad Ronald.

Barbies and Kens unite in a town-wide alliance to stop the reader from leaving Barbie Land (Barbie 2023).

Batman (The Batman 2004).

The Batman Who Laughs with a reader from the normal multiverse.

Beep the Meep.

Benny the 1980-Something Space Guy with a space nerd s/o.

Bill Cipher with a reader who likes to collect bones and teeth.

BoJack Horseman is a father figure.

Bowser (Mario).

Bradley Uppercrust III (An Extremely Goofy Movie).

Breakfast Princess invites the other princesses from the Princess Kingdoms, and the reader is there with Breakfast Princess. While Breakfast Princess is praising the reader, the other princesses start to fall for the reader and get jealous (Adventure Time).

Bugs Bunny and/or Daffy Duck react to the reader declining their offer to hang out or go on a date.

Bugs Bunny, Danny Phantom, Stimpy, SpongeBob SquarePants and Rocko Rama react to seeing their s/o sick or in pain.

Captain Rex (Star Wars: The Clone Wars).

Commander Peepers falls for a citizen on a planet he invades (Wander Over Yonder).

Count Vronsky (Anna Karenina 2012).

Crawler Splicer (Bioshock 2).

Crypt-Keeper (Tales from the Crypt-Keeper).

Cyborg (Teen Titans 2003).

Daryl Dixon x gn! priest! reader around season 2/3. The priest might exhibit a very tranquil outlook on life and overall a peaceful and welcoming demeanour. They could not bear even the thought of hurting another living being, not even the living dead. To some, they would come across as soft, pliant, fearful and overall a burden (The Walking Dead).

Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes and Michonne Hawthorne team-up.

Davros and the Daleks (Doctor Who).

Demon kings (Mephisto, Lucifer, Amaimon, Azazel, Iblis, Egyn, Astaroth and Beelzebub) older sibling dynamic together with a human reader, perhaps an exwire (Blue Exorcist). The demon kings accepted the human reader as a younger sibling and fully believe that they are despite no connection. The reader loathes demons with a passion.

Donatello (TMNT 2012).

Drawn Together.

Dr Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters).

Ed, Edd n Eddy.

Ed with the reader trying to escape, or platonic hcs of the whole crew (Dogs in Space).

Edward Platypus with a Camp Kidney scout who rooms with them (Camp Lazlo).

Emerald with a reader who is Blue Diamond's Emerald (Steven Universe).

Fat Tony x reader who's one of his gang members/employees (The Simpsons).

Fawn with a scout reader (Tinker Bell and the Legend of the NeverBeast).

Fleegle, Drooper and Bingo with a child reader (The Banana Splits Movie).

Flintheart Glomgold, Scrooge McDuck and John D. Rockerduck fight over the reader.

Flippy with a veteran reader who served in a different war. The reader meets Fliqpy, but he sees them as a comrade and thus starts to grow attached to them (Happy Tree Friends).

Fred Jones, Velma Dinkley, Daphne Blake, Shaggy Rogers and Scooby-Doo with an early teen reader who is around 13 years old (Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated).

Garfield the Cat.

Genie (Aladdin).

Greg Heffley.

Hatzgang (Spooky Month).

Intruder (The Mandela Catalogue).

Jackson Storm (Cars 3).

Jay (Ninjago).

Kenai (Brother Bear).

Kevin (Spooky Month).

Killer Sans.

King Spade with a Darkner reader who is Lancer's parental figure (Deltarune).

Kira (Dogs in Space).

Kovu and Kiara with a lion reader who is Kiara's guard ever since the reader and Kiara hit adulthood (The Lion King II: Simba's Pride).

Kurt Kunkle (Spree).

Lapis Lazuli x fem reader, who has a mental breakdown and panic attack in front of Lapis (Steven Universe).

Lightning McQueen is separated from his S/O due to the events of the first movie, so his S/O takes the opportunity to escape.

Lil Bulb (DuckTales 2017).

Lin Chung with a s/o who is extremely shy and mainly sticks to Mystique Sonia (Hero: 108).

Lloyd, Nya, Cole, Jay, Kai, Zane and Morro with a kid reader (Ninjago).

Lou (UglyDolls).

Luffy's Crew (Live-Action One Piece).

Luke Castellan with a reader who is a child of Aphrodite (Percy Jackson).

Lutador (Vivo).

Maka Albarn and Soul Evans with a weapon reader (Soul Eater).

Mammon (Helluva Boss).

Marvin the Martian believes that the reader is the protector of Earth (because they served in the military or something along those lines) and of course, wanting to take over Earth, would want to defeat them. He doesn't know that this turned out to be an obsession. He never stops thinking about the reader and spies and seems to be in the reader's everyday life because of it. Marvin convinced himself long ago that he is doing that just to defeat the reader. Yet, whenever he sees someone pose a threat to or anger the reader, he becomes protective because he is the one who will rule Earth and the one who will defeat them, not some puny earthling!

Master Jack (The Toy Shop 1996).

Master Shake (Aqua Teen Hunger Force).

Megatron with an S/O with ADHD, Autism and DID.

Member of Steve Smith's friend group during "The Witches of Langley" episode (American Dad).

Mezo Shoji (My Hero Academia).

Michelangelo (TMNT 2007).

Minions with a reader who is so reckless they are the No. 1 villain on accident, but in truth, they are a genuine person that is just way too sweet.

Morro (Ninjago).

Mr and Mrs Fox with a houseguest (Fantastic Mr Fox).

Mr Krabs and Sheldon J. Plankton rivalry.

Ned Flanders (The Simpsons).

Otto Mann (The Simpsons).

Papi Boulevardez (The Proud Family).

Pitch Black (Rise of the Guardians).

Powerpuff Girls share the reader.

Prismo (Adventure Time).

Professor Venomous with a reader who’s a civilian that acts as a parental figure to Fink (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes).

Puss in Boots.

Randal Boggs x lector humano, donde Randal está en la casa del lector cuando es un fugitivo.

Ratchet (Ratchet & Clank) who gets possessive over the reader after he gets jealous of other people trying to get near them (he/him pronouns for the reader).

Rattlesnake Jake (Rango).

Rhys Strongfork (Tales From the Borderlands | Borderlands 3).

Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist).

Rottmnt boys were on patrol, and they decided to check on Y/N. They look through the window to see Y/N hugging a plush version of the brothers and kissing the plush. "I love you... ugh why can't I just say it straight to his face?!" said Y/N.

Sabretooth and Wolverine with the same mutant teen, who happens to be a feral mutant like them, but isn't interested in joining the X-Men, Brotherhood, or Acolytes.

Seymour Skinner (The Simpsons).

Spear and Fang with a feisty neanderthal who doesn't seem to notice how small they are and tries to fight the two (Primal).

Spider-Man 2099 | Miguel O'Hara with a reader who's an accidental spidey (like they were not supposed to be a Spider-Man, to begin with) and has a living MJ who they love back home.

Splatter Phoenix, where the reader is a rival artist.

SpongeBob SquarePants or DoodleBob.

Stanford Pines (Gravity Falls).

Sun Wukong, where a shy and kind reader joins the group as a healer (Monkey King Reborn).

Team Avatar (Avatar: The Last Airbender).

Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who).

The Spot (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse).

The kids in New Holland and a new kid, preferably with quite a bit of Nassor and Victor (Frankenweenie).

Trevor Philips and Michael De Santa are surrogate dads! Maybe they meet the reader on a one-off mission or even almost run them over and are like, "Welp ... you're ours now!" and take it upon themselves to adopt the reader (GTA V).

Tributes of the first or second movie fight to prove they can take care of the tribute reader best, and whoever wins gets the reader (The Hunger Games).

Turbo (Wreck-It Ralph).

Victor Van Dort (Corpse Bride).

Viktor Humphries (Slime Rancher).

Wes with an extremely paranoid reader who loves and gets extremely calmer with his balloons. They just feel at peace seeing all of those colorful little shapes around them (Don't Starve).

Wilson and the reader come into The Constant at the same time, work together to get out, and the reader ends up making it to Maxwell first. After working together so much, Wilson is willing to try anything so they'll be freed (Don't Starve).

Wolf! Reader is best friends with the Penguins of Madagascar and follows them everywhere in the events of the movie, but now they caught Dave’s eye so they have to stop him from kidnapping and following her and destroying all penguins.

Wood Scouts minus Jermy with a reader who's not supposed to be a scout and is the opposite of what the tough, outdoorsy boys should be (Camp Camp).

Zane (Ninjago).

Zohakuten (Kimetsu no Yaiba).

The Big Ones:

Imagine this: a new animator for Warner bros comes in to work. They noticed the Warner sibling acting zany to the max and decided to doodle them one day. Once they finished their doodles of the Warner sibs, they went to buy a drink but left it on a table outside on accident. The Warner sibs see it and are amazed by it. But they are unknown to who is the artist behind these amazing drawings. The animator goes back to collect their sketchbook after getting their drink, of course, before the Warner sibs hide discreetly to see who the artist is. The animator sighs in relief to see that their sketchbook is back in their own hands. They quickly go back to their department before their lunch ends. The Warner siblings soon find their interest piqued in this animator, so they go to see them, but the animator has no clue on who “the Animaniacs” are because they were born after their show ended. They become good friends. Instead of scowling and getting mad at their jokes, they simply laugh and are patient with them. Eventually, one day, pinky and brain make a portal gun where if they shoot someone, they will be teleported to another timeline. The animaniacs find this portal gun and start to shoot everywhere for fun and accidentally shoot their animator friend. They are distraught and ask pink and brain for help. Animator friend gets teleported to animaniacs 1993, in the year 1995. They take the role of temp nurse with hello nurse and Dr Scratch n sniff . Of course, finding pinky and brain to help them to go back to their world (2024). From their animator friend disguised as temp nurse, meets the Warner siblings and start their friendship all over again except in the year 1995. The animator friend always laughed when the Warner brothers say “Hello nurse” and dot replying “it’s hard to be the strong one”. Always greeting them with a hello and how are you. Animator friend even stuck up for them when the ceo and Dr Scratch n sniff was talking smack about them. Eventually, the brain managed to find a way for the reader to go back home. The Warner sibs were sad and that’s when animator friend told them that they were from the future and that they were friends in that timeline and that they will return but instead they will work there as a different profession. Animator friend returns, and all is back to normal. The Warner sibs don’t realize that animator friends and temp nurses are the same person. So after the day animator friend went back to their timeline, the animation department got egg bombed, and all their equipment had stayed in the department, so all the animators had to take temporary jobs in the studio. Animator got the nurse job again, dr scratch n sniff recognizes animation friend (he knew it was animation friend disguised as temp nurse because they needed a disquise to stay in the studio so brain can get the portal gun ready to send friend home. Brain explained to scratch n sniff, and the 3 of them were a team temporarily) . And since the hello nurse was away on vacation dr scratch n sniff needed the help. The Warner sibs decided to pay a visit to Dr Scratch n sniff and unknowingly see temp nurse (animation friend). They were ready to cry and jump on animation friend, saying how much they’ve missed them. Dr Scratch n sniff is confused going “guys it animator friend you just saw them 15 min ago”. That’s when they connected the dots and were like “what!” During the next 3 weeks, they were attached to animator friend like glue.

Riddler and Batman rivalry, with Riddler's obsession being more romantic and Batman's being more platonic (BTAS).

You used to work with Edward back at Competitron, helping out with the game a little bit (possible romantic tension between the two of you), but distanced yourself after the whole 'Trying to kill Mockridge' thing. Batman, at one point, had come around to ask you questions about him and your employer. After Edward got sent to Arkham, maybe you were writing to him, hoping he could get better, but really not visiting him, maybe just intimidated by the place or too scared to see fully what he's become.

Batman checks up with you frequently, making sure you're not too disheartened by Edward becoming the Riddler, along with helping you move on. Later, when Riddler gets trapped in virtual reality, it's the first time you really visit him, and you really start waiting for him to wake up — Batman is there of course, because he really doesn't like the idea of leaving you alone with him, coma-like state or not.

Eventually, when Riddler comes back, you help him get used to being back in his body — physical therapy and whatnot — helping him be on good behaviour — leading up to him being on parole.

Finally, Riddler's free, the Wacko Toys deal is going great, and he actually has the connection with you he lost long ago. Things couldn't be better! Until Batman comes in, knowing he isn't reformed at all. You fight against the idea, because why wouldn't you? You believed in Edward, and you hope that eventually Batman sees it, too.

Finally, the Wacko Toys party; and Riddler and you are actually having the time of your lives — catching up, playful flirtation, all the fun stuff. Then Batman comes in again, telling Riddler in a one-on-one that he knows he 'can't help himself', and how long does 'he plan on lying to you?'

#Current Requests #Requests #Yandere #Reader Insert

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hisirdoux-ambrosius · 4 years ago

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Douxie x Reader- Spellbound Prologue

A/N: Not much Douxie in this preview but here is a taste of my upcoming series!

Being part of the Lake family had its... challenges. That wasn’t to say you hadn’t’ grown up with the most wonderful life in New York. Your parents were blissfully normal, as well as your friends, your schooling, your exes, your life in its entirety. Everything was run of the mill. You liked it that way. Or you had, before you were given another option.

It had been a day just as any other when your phone had lit up, a picture of your Aunt Barbara gracing your screen. A warmth had filled your chest. She was one of the people you were closest too but unfortunately you didn’t often have the time to go visit her and she hadn’t been able to visit New York since her deadbeat husband left her.

Some guilt filled you up before you answered. It had been too long since you’d sent her a text inquiring about how she was and checking up on Jim. You knew he’d been young when it had happened but he had memories of his father he’d never be able to forget and your heart broke for your cousin.

Yet, your phone was nearing it’s last ring before it falsely reported to your dear Aunt that you were nowhere near your phone. Fearing she wouldn’t be available again if you waited, you picked up right before your recorded message of “Sorry to miss your call! I’ll try to get back to you. Leave a message after-” could play. You’d recorded it long ago and run out of time but never gone back to fix it.

“Barbs! Hi!” You spoke quickly, hoping she wouldn’t hang up due to your momentary silence.

“Y/N! God it feels like forever since we’ve talked,” She laughed breathlessly and you realized that things must have been hard for her recently. She sounded stressed but ever the optimist she was still going strong. You didn’t think you’d ever heard her anything other than positive.

“I know, I know,” You sympathized. “I’ve been working doubles and I’m sure you’re no different... How’s Jim?”

“Oh you know him, always out with Toby. Goodness Y/N! He’s got the most darling girlfriend! Claire is a gem, and she knows how to cook!” Barbara had said airily but then rushed into the real business of her call and her tone changed from charged with excitement to something a little more bashful with underlying hints of mirth.

“There’s an opening at the hospital. I know our town isn’t as glamorous as New York but if you’re interested, I’ve put in a good word for you. I’d love to have you here, these days we need all the help we can get.”

And with that, your heart had stopped, restarted, did a somersault, and then resumed it’s natural beat. Barbara wanted you to work in Arcadia with her? It was a level of trust you hadn’t been prepared to be presented to you but you puffed up your chest with pride.

“Y/N? Still with me?” She teased after your silence had stretched on, your heart in your throat and your stomach was somewhere on the ground. “I’ve got to meet with a patient in a few-”

“Yes,”

“What?”

“Yes!” You repeated, a grin breaking out on your face. You loved your home, you loved your job, but most of all you loved the thought of experiencing something new.

“Oh Y/N that’s fantastic! I’ll text you the number and set everything up, I can’t wait,” Barbara gushed and you couldn’t help the excited giggle that burst from you.

You bid your farewell to your aunt and despite not having your interview yet, you had set to packing already entranced with the thought of living in Arcadia.

Little did you know then but it would be the best decision you’d ever made.

𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠

𝙸'𝚟 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠

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#this kicks off the start of my douxie series #douxie x reader #douxie #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux casperan x reader #wizards: tales of arcadia #trollhunters: tales of arcadia #3below #fluff #slow burn #Spellbound Series

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furblrwurblr · 4 years ago

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Patience, love!

Hey hey hey! Guess who made another Douxie x reader soulmate fic? m e

Douxie x Reader Soulmate AU, fluff, angst. crack if you squint.

Warnings: Swearing, I was far more casual this time, more misunderstandings aha, angst if you squint but it's not that hidden

The song in question: here, viewer discretion advised. It's emo boy by Ayesha Erotica, and this fic doesn't make a whole lot of sense without it? It can but you'll have to wait for a vague clarification.

Please enjoy our boy feat. Zoe!

Part 2

For as long as you’ve lived, your soulmate’s thoughts about you wrote themselves on your body, just as they had for nearly a millennium. You could tell you’d missed yours a few times. Back in Italy, you’d often stumble out of an alley after a riveting fight with a litter of canal criblets and their mother (why did the only aggressive species of hippocampi have their kids in the canals?) with quiet compliments and passing thoughts along your limbs.

“Another wizard? I wonder where they studied,” or “That was quite a spell, great technique! Wait! Watch out for the-” (that time you’d been a teeny bit distracted by the compliment and whirled around just in time to meet a screaming criblet doing its damndest to bite your face off with its nasty little teeth and bruise you with its impish little hooves. The fuckers were sharp.) The critter left you in a blinding blast of blue. Someone dressed in near all-black ran past you, but by the time your eyes cleared, the blue light was blasting away across the canal and a couple of violent hippocampi babies prevented you from following. Since, you always kept an eye out for that telltale blue light.

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Over time, soulmate laws abated, seen as inhumane towards those unfortunate enough to not have one and those who simply didn’t want one. The law changes allowed you to date around a bit, but, with each partner, you felt more and more guilty as you learned about your true soulmate. By now, you’d discovered he’s a he, he’s a wizard, and he’s a hopeless romantic. Often he’d daydream about all kinds of cheesy dates and tropes he hoped to do with you. Most painfully, he thought about how excited he was to experience everything with you for the first time. Of course, you two had already had mental conversations about it and though he always accepted it, you could tell he was a bit disappointed. You didn’t have many firsts left and said you’d save those at least, but he, sweetheart he was, said he’d just give you more firsts. First scuba dive. First romantic boat date, but in the clouds. First couple’s bake at 3 AM in your shared flat.

You stopped dating after that.

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Now, it was the start of the 21st century and you were impatient. You’d traveled everywhere, sign of that beautiful blue, and no help from your cheeky soulmate. Every time you asked if he was in a new country, he’d tell you: “That’s for me to know, and you to find out.” It made you tear your hair out, never settling down anywhere. After a while, he seemed to notice you were moving slower, motivation no longer able to breeze you through three large villages in a month. He started being super obnoxious about how much he “looooved America, Merlin’s beard, Land of the Free! Free! Dobby is free! What a wondrous place!” After a sharp word and a warm, giddy feeling from him, you were on a plane to The ‘States. What a way to start your 2000’s, huh?

Sixteen years. It had taken you sixteen years to comb the country, starting from New York and finally reaching California. You could feel your hope dwindle, but you had one last straw to go on: Benoit’s. He’d wanted to take you there a couple times within the past couple years so it must be in his area. Problem is, the entire west coast was covered in them, every city, small and large, having at least one. You’d ruled out the other states after years of searching, only California was left. With a bittersweet, determined huff, you boarded the plane.

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You gave up. Where the fuck was this guy? For the first time in your life, you decided to settle. You’d looked in every nook and cranny California had to offer and didn’t find him. No magic, no man, no nothing. Seeing as you couldn’t seem to find shit, you turned to your magic. You could cast a few defensive and offensive spells, but your speciality was tracking. Ironic, isn’t it? You’d tried searching for him that way, but his aura was too warded and its memory too faded from your memory to work. However, now you were doing it for yourself. You bought a map and worked your magic, seeking stone swinging in perfect circles and settling around a small town called Arcadia. Funny, you hadn’t been there yet. What if- no. “He’s gone”, you reminded yourself. You found a flat in the area and set off.

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Douxie felt it the moment you gave up. He didn’t know exactly what you’d given up on, but he did know he hadn’t seen any more locations pop up in a couple weeks. For some ungodly known reason, he didn’t realize that all your questions of his whereabouts weren't just a passing curiosity. He was waiting for fate to bring you two together, not considering his soulmate might be so impatient and eager to meet him that they’d travel the ends of the earth.

He’d been washing dishes at Benoit’s when his coworker pointed out the little black letters on the back of his shoulder. “He’s gone.” He went back to work with a heavy heart. “So much for waiting for fate,” he thought.

You’d just moved the last box into your new flat when you saw it. So much for fate? You spent the rest of the day in bed, tears christening your rented mattress. “I guess he gave up too.”

You couldn’t live off your savings forever, you only had so much gold left from the Golden Age of Piracy to sell to museums. Within a week, you’d secured jobs at the local Speedway and HexTech. You convinced yourself you were okay, that this was better for you. You bonded with your coworkers at HexTech, but there was one you were having difficulties with. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue, but you really admired her. Her name was Zoe, and you couldn’t get enough of her.

One day, you worked up the nerve to strike up a conversation during your shared counter shift. She liked you when you got to talking, and said she’d help you finish unpacking your flat as soon as you told her why you didn’t generally act so free as you did in the past hour of conversation. You agreed to tell her while she helped you.

The two of you made a day of it. She brought snacks and a housewarming movie for you both to watch when you finished, and you made a smorgasbord for lunch paired with a good wine you’d been saving since the 1800’s. No time like the present, eh?

You plopped onto the stained couch that came with the place. Heaving a great, satisfied sigh, you looked over your flat with a smile. Settling felt good, like you had a place you belonged.

“It looks fantastic, Zoe, thank you for the help.”

“I’m good, aren’t I,” she said with a confident smile, sitting next to you on the couch. A few moments pass in silence. Her tone shifted. “Spill,” she demanded.

You sigh and recounted all that’s happened with your soulmate. Your passing in Italy. Your shame. His enthusiasm. The shift that seemed to occur all at once, both of you switching gears at the same time.

She looked at you sympathetically, knowing full well how it felt when things went wrong with a soulmate. Sucking in a breath, she hesitated. You could tell she was trying to find the right words. You almost told her it was alright that she didn’t have to-

“He sounds like a dumbass,” she blurted.

You shared a laugh, agreeing.

“I really do like him,” you sighed. “Some part of me still has something there, you know? This is one of the few places I haven’t looked, there’s a Benoit’s here, but I’m… I’m petrified.”

Zoe looked you over. “Give me your phone.” She held out her hand and cut off any protests. After some fiddling, she handed it back and you found 5 alarms and 2 calendar events, all with very obnoxious titles. “You. Me. Benoit’s. You’re not getting out of it, I’ll bring a grit-shaka if I have to.

You groaned and moaned about it as she put in the movie, the self-satisfied smirk never leaving her face. You quieted down as the movie started, realizing there was no way around it. You were secretly thankful for such aggressive support, but opted to shake all thoughts of soulmates from your mind as you shared this moment with your new friend.

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Today was the day. You’d gotten into something comfortable to try and calm your nerves, but it wasn’t doing much. After fixing your hair for the third time, you jumped at a knock on the door. Zoe came in, grabbed your purse, and pulled you out of the building by the wrist. You started walking, the cafe only two blocks away. By the first block your hands were shaking. Zoe pulled you behind Stuart’s electronics and held up a grit-shaka.

“Mother Midril, you were serious?”

“Deadly,” she said, looping it around your neck.

Your shaking calmed instantly, your magic preventing it from getting too out-of-hand. Troll magics were tricky.

You two walked in and sat at a booth, ordering your respective coffees and breakfast items from a nice young man, he couldn’t have been older than sixteen. After a bit of a wait, the voice of Adonis himself asked you both how you were doing, handing you your coffees. He spoke with Zoe a bit and introduced himself to you as Douxie. You confidently responded in kind, but your mind could only think of one thing.

You struggled to keep your composure, even with the grit-shaka. Yes, the thing calmed your nerves, but damn did it bring back some old habits. You saw Zoe’s eyes widen at Douxie’s arm but paid it little mind. He was hot. Long hair, tight jeans… you barely responded coherently as Emo Boy by Ayesha Erotica blasted through your brain. Yes, it was embarrassing, yes, you wanted your soulmate more than anything, but gods above he was your type and you’d be damned to not appreciate it.

As soon as he left, you brought your hand behind your neck and removed the blasted thing, looking at Zoe in shock. Her expression mirrored yours but for a very different reason. Douxie was the dumbass. And you’d just technically praised his dick, insulted him, and asked him to fuck you over 10 times, and it was all written up his arms and probably around his torso. She broke out into a cackle, tears mildly smudging her mascara. You were utterly confused and looked at his retreating figure over your shoulder, noticing a thought coming up the arm you’d slung over the booth chair.

“I’m flattered, I think? You must be the little minx at table three. I knew you weren’t one for waiting, but at least buy me dinner first! I’ll be right out, just let me grab my sweater to cover this a little bit. Think of the children!”

You stopped breathing altogether. Tightening your lips, you let out a muffled scream and pulled Zoe from her seat across you. Your elbow knocked over your coffee and you nearly did the right thing of helping, but you didn’t have time. All these 800 years, all your hope and searching, and you make the worst possible first impression. Sure, it wasn’t good already, but now he had a face to put to the shame. You stumble out the door, Zoe’s laughter still following you out of the now-silent diner.

Douxies pale cheeks were blazing with color as he pulled on his sweater in the break room. Going over, ahem, such blunt words, no matter the context, wasn't good for his health. His shirt raised and he saw the hurried words appear near his hip, chuckling as he started to read. He’d seen the grit-shaka; they must have taken it off.

“Shit, it’s you? I knew going was a bad idea, I’m so sorry, I’ve probably made you so uncomfortable, I’ll be going now.”

Wait… going? Douxie slammed the door open, hearing the wall plaster crunch inside. Table three was empty and covered in coffee, your purse was still there, and the diner was completely silent. Your coat swished out the door and he tripped over himself, stumbling between tables to get to the door. He ran out into the empty street, looking for something, anything. His boss called him back in to help, and he sulked into the diner. Bending down to pick up the cup so he could mop up the mess, he lit up. Your purse. It sat on the seat, the various charms and keychains glistening with the glow of one of Mordrax’s miracles.

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You and Zoe made it back to your flat, out of breath. Zoe was still giggling as she reactivated the wards on the door. You plopped on the couch again, this time in shock. Zoe shook you out of it, eyes sincere.

“You have to go back.”

“I one hundred percent do not, there’s absolutely nothing holding me to that.”

“There’s me, dipshit, and there's something else. You’re too empathetic to put him through any more.”

You looked at her, surprised. “What do you mean?” you asked, voice small.

She explained how much it hurt him that you’d dated others even though he knew it was entirely your decision. How much of a hole it made in his heart when you gave up. How he dropped his regular temperament for a sullen, depressed shell of the man he was, going through the motions and not much more.

“I understand if you want to wait a while, but-”

“But I have to go back,” you said, drawing your knees to your chest. She scooted closer to you, wiped your gathering tears, and planted a light kiss on your forehead. She snorted when you brought your hand to the spot she’d just kissed, checking for residue from her jet black lipstick.

She gently swiped a thumb across her lip and bopped your nose. “No-transfer. I buy the good shit,” she said with a smile.

She put on a calm movie and wrapped you in a blanket, telling you how proud she was at your bravery and discussing plans for returning to Benoit’s.

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Three weeks later, Douxie had called you a few times. You'd left your phone at home in Zoe’s insistence and left your purse at the scene of the crime. Now, you were ready to sort out more than your missing belongings. You walked out of your flat prepared to have another go. Sort of. You had a decorative facemask on, a large dark sweatshirt (to deter being perceived in any way), and no intention to actually speak to him. You just wanted him to know you were there and not completely rejecting him. Zoe had spoken to him, so he knew you’d be there during his shift and how nervous you were. You were grateful for her, she’d told him the gist of what you couldn’t say yourself, but some things she’d said were best heard from you.

You sat down, fingers twitching. God, did you want to pick at something. You settled for scratching at the table, not feeling like making a mess of lint in the same booth you’d drenched in coffee not three weeks prior.

Douxie came with your drink, already having memorized what you ordered last time. Your purse was strapped across his body, laying at his hip. He gently placed it on the table and pushed your coffee towards you after carefully slipping something under it out of your field of view. You went to check and he covered it with a chuckle.

“You really aren’t very patient, are you?”

You covered your face and laughed. Taking a deep breath, you pulled the mask under your chin and placed your hands in his. “No, I’m not. Which is why I won’t wait any longer. I’m sorry. I was so caught up in myself I never thought to properly communicate with you. I hurt us both unnecessarily, can you forgive me?”

His eyes softened, lips lifting into a gentle smile. “Of course, love. I’ve waited for you for so long, and I had my part in this misunderstanding, so of course I can. I’m still on shift, but- ah, just check under the cup, would you?” He lifted one of your hands to his lips, gently brushing over your knuckles. “I’ll see you soon, darling,” he said, getting up and back behind the counter.

You took a slow sip of your now-cooled coffee and nearly spit it out at what he’d placed under it. Two tickets to Warped Tour laughed at you from the tabletop. You eyed them warily as you picked up the accompanying note.

“Hey, love! I hope you haven’t been to Warped Tour, it can be our first first! Apologies for the strange wording. I’ll see you at 7:00 on XX/XX/20XX outside your flat, I’m taking you to dinner before we go. Plus, we can get that romantic boat ride in the clouds I promised so long ago out of the way too! I can’t wait. You must be rubbing off on me. I’ll be seeing you, love. -Hisirdoux”

Next to it was a paw print. Did he have a cat? Either way, he was an absolute cheek. You drank your coffee in silence, a new calendar event to look forward to.

#hisirdoux casperan #toa #douxie #furblewrites #douxie x reader #hisirdoux x reader #toa x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #hisirdoux #toa douxie #toa zoe

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twinkleton · 4 years ago

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ok but what if... a spin off of your douxie x reader where we get the details on how douxie proposed 👀

Ask and ye shall receive! This takes place a year after my At the End of the Century fic, I’m considering call this series just Married!Douxie since any fics I do with this universe they will be married. I didn’t imagine them living in the castle anymore without Merlin, and I just wanted some cottagecore lmao. And yes, reader invents cat trees 😂. Hope you guys enjoy!

Tags: @clarencebells @purplesinnerw

“Archie, could you come over here?”

The familiar pokes his head up from his proclaimed resting spot, a basket generally used for berry-picking, and lets out a big yawn.

“I’m afraid I can’t, you’ve sucked all the energy out from me already,” he mumbles, plopping his head back down. Archie and the young witch had spent the morning organizing their belongings into their new home. As a show of gratitude and solidarity for the small family, the trolls of Dwoza had been building them a little cottage in the forest for the past year, between walking distance of their land and Camelot. They graciously accepted the gift.

“Please, just for a minute! Then you can continue your lounging,” Y/N pleaded from her and Douxie’s bedroom. Archie makes a low groan and rolls out of his makeshift bed, slowly making his way over to her.

“I swear if you ask me to fly over to a shelf you can’t reach one more time, I will-” His sentence stops short once he enters the room, eyes wide. Unbeknownst to him, while he was taking his little cat nap, the girl had been spending her time crafting up a tower for him, with all sorts of levels for him to climb, at the top of it being a cozy bed for him, made out of fabric she’d stolen from the castle. Old habits die hard. However, it was worth it for Y/N to see the look on her friend’s face.

“Is..is this for me?” Archie climbs up to the first level.

“Well I don’t see any other cat familiars lying around,” she replies with a smirk.

“Always so cheeky,” he says with a chuckle. His nose slightly wiggled, detecting a fishy odor coming from the top.

“Oh, you didn’t.”

“Oh, I so did.”

He swiftly leaps to the highest level, eyes gleaming with delight as his suspicions to what was there were confirmed. Y/N, being the angel in his eyes that she is, had prepared roasted salmon for him. How she somehow was able to hide all of this from him, he’ll never know.

“Do-do you like it?” Y/N asked sheepishly.

Suddenly, there’s weight on her chest, as Archie had flown over to her, trapping her into a bear hug that she quickly reciprocated.

“I don’t understand, why did you do all of this for me?”

She laid her hand onto his head, gently stroking, “I don’t need a reason, Arch. You’re my friend, we've been through a lot. You deserve this.”

If it was in Archie’s nature, there would have been tears falling from his eyes. However, what felt right for him was to embrace her for a little bit longer, ending the hug with a simple, “Thank you, Y/N.”

Their bonding moment was cut short by the sudden loud bang of the front door opening, a disheveled and filthy Douxie stumbling in. His man bun had completely become undone, leaving his hair a tangled mess on top of his head. His clothes were covered in soot and his shoes were mysteriously soggy, leaving footprints on the floor. He leans into the door, slamming it shut behind him.

The two rush over to him. “Oh, fuzzbuckets. What on Earth happened to you?”

“Stealing my catchphrases now, love? I knew I’d eventually rub off on you,”

An annoyed groan escapes Y/N’s lips as she walks over to assist Douxie in standing. “I thought you said you were helping Deya with a simple errand. You look like you volunteered to be her personal target dummy.”

“Knowing Douxie, that probably isn’t far off from the truth,” Archie smirks, giving Douxie an all-knowing look.

“So she didn’t give all of the details of her request, she’s a busy woman. She has a legacy of Trollhunters to begin, can’t expect her to be so thorough.” Douxie chuckles nervously, a laugh that tells Archie all he needs to know but seemingly raises no concern for Y/N.

“All right. Arch, go enjoy your dinner. I’ll take care of him,” Y/N says, leading Douxie towards the bath further down the hall.

Once she has filled the bath up sufficiently, she sticks a hand into the water, muttering under her breath a spell. Her hand glows a vibrant scarlet shade, and soon the water begins to bubble up with steam rising into the air. Douxie, with clothes discarded onto the floor, leans onto Y/N for support as he slowly descends into the bath. He relaxes his muscles, the warm water helping ease all the aches he has in his limbs.

“Have I ever said that I love magic? Because I do, I really do,” his girlfriend giggles at his comment as she softly brushes out his mangled locks. Afterwards, she pours some of the water onto his hair, washing away the sweat and grime.

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“With you, never better.”

“No, I mean, with everything. I know it’s been a year since the battle, but we haven’t really talked much about what happened. How it’s been for you without...Merlin.” Y/N had been hesitant with bringing up his master, not wanting to cause him any stress or discomfort. Still, she figured it was better than the alternative of Douxie bottling up his feelings.

He adjusts himself so that he’s facing Y/N, looking up to make eye contact with her. Despite himself, he can’t help but get entranced by her eyes, so vibrant and full of genuine love and concern for him. He reaches over and brushes away hair, cupping her face. How he became so lucky to have someone as kind, beautiful, and thoughtful as her be in his life, let alone be with him, he’ll never understand. He doesn’t know what living would be like if she wasn’t a constant presence and he doesn’t want to know.

So, he lets out something he’s truly been bottling up.

“Marry me.”

Y/N can’t fully process what he’d just said to her. Her brain hasn’t caught up with her heart, which fluttered the moment those two little words left his mouth.

“What?”

Douxie lets go of her face to grab onto her hands, pulling them close to him.

“I wanted to pick a better time to bare my heart out to you, one where I’m not bare...myself,” that earns a little chuckle from Y/N, “But, I just can’t wait any longer.”

He instructs her to grab his tunic still lying on the floor and to check the inner pocket. Once she reaches her hand inside, she feels a small band of metal, pulling it out to see. It’s revealed to be a golden ring, with intricate carvings all along the band, and secured on top was a small emerald gem, so polished that light reflects beautifully off of it. The sight of it alone is enough to make Y/N’s eyes start to water.

“You made this?”

Douxie gives a little nod, “Hence my very repugnant appearance earlier. I did go to see Deya, but it was to ask her for a favor, not the other way around. I knew they would have just the metal and stone I needed for the ring, however had they warned me that retrieving said materials would be so difficult, maybe I would’ve looked elsewhere,” he explains with a smile. “Go ahead, try it on.”

Y/N slides the ring down her finger, a perfect fit. She looks up at him, eyes brimming with tears.

“Why?”

The answer is simple for him, “Because I love you. It has been hard without Merlin. He was always who I looked to for guidance, afraid of any misstep I would possibly make without his advice, but with you, I’m not afraid. You’re so encouraging and loving that I believe I can trust myself and make my own decisions and they won’t lead to chaos somehow. I look forward to each day because I know you’ll be there. I can’t imagine life without you in it, and I never want to. I realize asking to be with me for the rest of your immortal life is a lot, but-”

“Yes,” she answers, finally letting the tears fall. The biggest smile she thinks she’s ever had spreads across her face.

Douxie lets out a mixture of a laugh and a gasp of surprise. “Really? Hold on, I don’t want this moment to be me in a bucket the whole time,” he jumps out of the bath, quickly drying himself and tugging on a clean pair of pants. His hair is still wet, leaving droplets of water on his shoulders. Then, he walks in front of Y/N, picking up her hands again to bring them to be his chest. “You’re sure about this?”

Y/N waves her thumbs over his fingers, feeling an overwhelming sense of happiness, “All I’ve ever wanted was a family. People and a place I can consider home. I thought I had found that with Morgana, but I was wrong. Who I really found it with was you. You and Archie are my family. I love Archie dearly, and I’m so in love with you. An eternity with you still doesn’t feel long enough.”

Now it’s Douxie who’s crying tears of joy. This has to be one of the greatest moments of his life. He gets to be with the love of his life forever and always. He picks her up effortlessly, spinning her around while the two joyously laugh and squeal. Still in the air, Y/N grabs onto his face to pull him in, capturing his lips in a kiss. Douxie sighs into it, not able to properly kiss due to him not being able to stop smiling. They come apart, still holding onto each other and giggling like teenagers.

“Ah, so he finally did it. He’s been worrying about it ever since we moved here,” Archie says, doing his well known habit of waltzing in unannounced.

Douxie lets her down, facepalming at his familiar’s interruption. “That was supposed to be kept a secret, Arch.”

“Apologies. But really Doux? In the bath? Even I could’ve thought of something more grand than that.”

“Why you little-”

“How was your dinner, Archie?” Y/N says before Douxie can have a go at him.

“Absolutely delightful, you truly are amazing Y/N.”

Y/N thanks him. As Douxie and Archie continue their snarky banter with one another, she can’t help but feel so content in the moment. She realizes that that loneliness she used to feel before will never come again thanks to these two. She may have had to defeat Morgana in the end, but she will be eternally grateful for the gift of love she granted her.

#douxie x reader #douxie imagine #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan #douxie casperan #douxie #tales of arcadia #married!douxie #at the end of the century #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie casperan x reader #trollhunters

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writings-of-a-daphodil · 4 years ago

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Fire Keeper: Chapter 18

Douxie x fem reader

Masterlist in Bio!

Series Summary: You are Jim’s older sister who is taking a break from college and has moved back home to Arcadia. You end up joining Jim and his friends on their adventures.

Chapter 18 summary: You take the trip to the past!

A/n: So it’s a really long chapter 6,336 words, I don’t know whether to say sorry or your welcome. Also I have no clue how shops were in twelfth century Englad so...yeah. Anyways, enjoy!

“Sorry, this is a lot to process! Pets can talk? The world is ending? Again?” Toby asked as you and Douxie met up with him at the book shop.

“Not the best timing, I know, but we need your help all the same,” Douxie said.

Toby looked at Douxie confusedly. “Douxie? Y/n?”

“Toby!” You hugged him tightly.

“Wai- hold up! I thought you worked at the cafe, or were, like, a model or something,” Steve questioned Douxie.

Douxie chuckled. “There's a lot about me you don't know.”

“Whoa!” Toby gasped as Douxie used his cuff to show off some magic. “You’re like Y/n.”

“What?” Steve asked incredulously.

“Come on, then. The answers to all your questions are within.” Douxie gestured for them to go inside.

Steve scoffed. “Yeah, right. In a bookstore?”

You all walked in to see Merlin levitating some of his books. “Ah! There's flying books!” Toby exclaimed.

“Whoa!” Steve gasped.

“Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! So cool! So cool! So cool! Ooh, what's that?” Toby fanboyed, admiring the cool displays of Magic.

Merlin scowled at Toby when he picked up something. “Put that down! Thank the ether you're here! We haven't a moment to waste.”

“Whoa! Crusty, creepy dude!” Steve exclaimed.

Merlin ignored Steve. “Though, I had hoped for more, Hisirdoux.”

“I tried. I couldn't find the changelings or the aliens. I'm pretty sure most left the planet,” Douxie explained.

Toby waved at Merlin. “Merlin, it's me-- Toby Domzalski! You know, War Hammer, Guardian of Arcadia, Geology Club president.”

Merlin sighed. “No one could forget you, chatty.”

“And Steve Palchuk, Creepslayer!” Steve announced.

“I have no idea who you are,” Merlin dismissed. “But we're desperate. Thankfully, we have the brute.”

“Yum!” Aaarrrgghh grunted, admiring Archie.

Archie swatted at Aaarrrgghh. “I'm not anybody's lunch. Got it?”

“Wait, where's Jimbo and Claire? I thought they were with you,” Toby asked.

You opened your mouth to answer, but Merlin beat you to it. “Answers forthcoming. Make preparations. We've a journey ahead. And don't-”

“-but, Master-”

“-'but, Master' me,” Merlin finished.

Douxie sighed. “But... are you sure you want to count on these children? They're clearly not ready for this.”

Steve scoffed. “Excuse me, college dude, these children fought off a 50-foot extraterrestrial!” Steve hit the helmet off of one of the knights. You were surprised to see that the knight reacted.

“Dude, let go of its head!” Toby ordered, trying to help Steve.

“It's got my head, too, man!” Steve cried.

“Just put it back!” Toby yelled and Douxie sighed, exasperated.

“Master, I'm ready for this,” Douxie promised.

“Doubtful,” Merlin said.

“I've spent years preparing, centuries-“ Douxie started.

Merlin cut him off. “Silence!”

Douxie frowned and you gently patted his back with your good hand.

Merlin sighed. “I mean, silence, all of you. Can you not hear that? Something wicked this way comes.”

You went to the window with Douxie to investigate when you heard a shadow mephit growl. It pounced on the window, only to be thrown back by a shield.

“Shadow mephits? Hisirdoux, did you lead them here?” Merlin asked.

“No, no! I mean, I don't think so?” Douxie chuckled nervously.

“Yes, we did,” Archie answered.

“He found us. The barrier won't hold for long. We must make egress! Tobias, take my things!” Merlin ordered, levitating Toby and up to the roof. “All of you, to the roof!”

You quickly ran up to the roof, fully aware that you would need to protect Toby and Steve if any climbed the building.

You used your good hand to blast a few of the mephits off the roof before Douxie, Merlin, and Archie arrived.

“Stand back!” Merlin ordered, throwing the ship out onto the roof. Glass shattered and the green mist exploded out and then condensed.

“Whoa! Ship just got real!” Steve marveled.

“Everyone on!” Aaarrrgghh called, throwing Steve and Toby on. You levitated on, blasting mephits as you flew.

Eventually you were all on the ship and Aaarrrgghh was trying to get on while the shadow mephits attacked. You and Douxie blasted a few, finally helping Aaarrrgghh up. Steve fell onto Merlin and the ship stopped moving.

You looked over the edge to see the Green Knight standing in the street. “Boy...” he rasped. Suddenly he sent the shards at all of you and you shoved Douxie to the ground.

“Look out!” Merlin grunted, finally getting the ship to move away.

You slipped a bit at the sudden speed, almost falling. Thankfully Douxie caught you, but he grabbed you by your hurt arm. You hissed in pain.

“Oh! Y/n, I’m so sorry,” he apologized.

You brushed it off despite the tears in your eyes, “It’s alright.”

“No, here, let me heal it.” He looked so eager to help so you slowly extended your arm to him. He held it gently as he began to perform a healing spell. Your arm was surrounded in a blue glow as Douxie healed it. You immediately felt the pain fade away. It felt like aloe had just been put on a bad sunburn.

Unfortunately Douxie pulled away. “Alright, good as new.”

You gave a small smile. “Thanks.”

He nodded and opened his mouth to say something else when Merlin slowed the ship down.

“Awesome sauce!” Toby exclaimed as he and Steve whooped. You grinned at them, it was nice to see them happy.

“This is so cool!” Toby called as you watched Arcadia grow smaller.

“What the heck is that?” Steve asked as Camelot came into view.

“Welcome, young squires, to Camelot,” Merlin said.

“Camelot? As in anceint-old-people-times Camelot?” Toby asked.

“Excuse me, I have a question. How is this castle flying right now?” Steve asked.

“The Heart of Avalon. Its magic keeps Camelot aloft, powered by time itself,” Merlin explained.

“You get used to it,” you called to Steve.

Merlin flew the ship past one of the towers and he waved at an old knight standing there. “Sir Galahad, how look the skies?”

“All quiet, my old friend!” Galahad replied.

“Keep your eyes on the horizon,” Merlin called, turning the ship to enter the castle.

You screamed a little as Merlin sped up. “I say, coming in a little hot, don't you think?” Archie asked.

“Rubbish!” Merlin yelled. The ship entered the castle skipping on the floor and you were glad you held on.

Douxie helped you off and you honestly didn’t want him to let go. You were just so tired, you needed the extra support. Thankfully, Douxie didn’t let go of your hand and you were grateful he was there with you.

“Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!” Steve yelled.

Toby gasped, admiring the grand castle. “Whoa!”

“It's been 900 years since I was last here. Hasn't changed a bit. Except for the flying part,” Douxie said.

Steve laughed. “'Nine hundred years'? Yeah, right. You're like, what? Like, 19?”

“Give or take a few centuries,” Archie said, jumping off Douxie’s shoulder and turning into a dragon.

“So, how many things can your cat turn into?” Steve asked.

Douxie smiled. “That depends. How many things are there?”

“Uh, cool, floating castle ship, but what's the grave danger you keep talking about?” Toby asked, trying to get to the point.

Right after he said that Claire, Blinky and Mao walked in. “Ah, there you are,” Merlin said.

“Claire!” Toby exclaimed.

Claire rushed to hug him. “Toby!”

“Arghumont!” Blinky called, running to hug his own friend.

“Blinky!” Aaarrrgghh called back. Aaarrrgghh pulled all of them into a group hug.

Claire gasped in pain. “Not so tight.”

“Oh, sorry,” Aaarrrgghh apologized, letting go.

“Whoa, hey, Steve's here, too! How 'bout, how 'bout some love for Steve?”

“Oh. Hi, Steve,” Claire said, unimpressed.

“What happened to you guys? Wait, where's Jim?” Toby asked, finallly noticing that your brother was missing. You felt a tear slip.

“This way,” Claire said, gesturing back the way they came.

“Jim... What happened to him?” Toby asked, observing the gem Jim was encased in.

“We were ambushed. Some ancient, dark warrior. An unstoppable knight clad in green who struck down Master Jim,” Blinky explained.

Douxie turned to Merlin. “Master, is that the same knight we saw at the bookstore?”

Merlin nodded. “One and the same. That onyx shard is working its way towards his heart. I placed the boy in stasis, stalling its progress... for now.”

“If I had my Shadow Staff, I could've saved him,” CLaire said.

You let go of Douxie’s hand to hug her. “Don’t blame yourself, I should have done something, but I didn’t.”

Toby glared. “Who is this Green Knight? How do I get my hands on him?”

“I do not know. The Green Knight said but one name, which chilled me to the bone, Morgana.” Merlin explained.

“Oh, I hate that lady. Wait, I thought we kicked her bewitched butt to the Shadow Realm?” Toby asked and you could see the poor kid shaking with anger.

“Which he appeared not to know, but he bore the emblem of Camelot. Come with me, quickly. I fear the answer lies in the past. A dark menace is coming, one even I cannot face alone.” Merlin gestured for all of you to follow him and you took hold of Douxie’s hand again.

Once you were all. Inside the new room Merlin spoke again. “You are all now soldiers in a war started centuries ago for the world of magic. Once, the realms of Magic and Man clashed in endless bloodshed. King Arthur sought to wipe out magic that ravaged the lands in his war against Gunmar. I brought what few spellcasters I could under my protection to spare them from the sword.”

“Including myself. Oh, and Morgana le Fay,” Douxie added.

“She was the finest student I ever taught... until she tried to kill me.” Merlin looked down. “Thankfully, in my all-seeing wisdom, I created a secret weapon-- the Trollhunter Amulet. The war came to a standstill and I imprisoned Morgana at the Battle of Killahead Bridge. This Green Knight that assailed us was clearly born of dark magicks but I have no memory of him, nor what connection he could have to Morgana. We know not what he is nor why he pursues us. Though, his presence is a dire omen of things to come.”

Right as Merlin finished his speech a bell began ringin frantically. You all looked away from what Merlin was showing you and gasped. Suddenly the castle was struck by something and you fell to the ground.

“What's happening?” Claire asked.

“Have you never been under attack before? To the battlements!” Merlin ordered and you immediately complied.

You got outside and saw another giant floating castle. It was all dark and creepy.

Archie gasped. “Oh, no! I think we have something of a problem.”

“Oh, fuzz buckets,” Douxie cursed.

“No... the Arcane Order... they found us!” Merlin said and for the first time ever, you heard pure fear in his voice. “Everyone, get to safety, now!”

You moved to put Mao inside and you heard Merlin shout a spell. “Fulgur praeca!”

The castle shook again and you fell. It suddenly got a lot colder so you sped up. The castle shook and you ran into Nari.

“I need to go help. Can you take Mao?” You asked.

“Of course.” You placed your familiar in her hands and took off running back to Merlin and Douxie.

You arrived outside to see a bridge of ice spanning the gap between the two castles.

“They're boarding us! We must break free! Steer us clear at my command!” Merlin ordered and you summoned your fire spell.

“I'm on it!” Douxie called back.

“All of a sudden, flying castles aren't so cool!” Steve screamed.

“These foes' powers are beyond us!” Merlin grunted as a blast of fire came at the two of you. You sent your own fireball back at the black castle.

“Merlin!” You heard Nari yell.

“No! Nari!” Merlin protested, running towards her as you continued to blast fire at your enemies.

“Archie, find the staff or we are all dead meat!” You heard Douxie yell.

“What do you people think I'm doing?” Archie retorted.

“Archie, I'm running out of time, here!” Merlin yelled, trying to cut the ice bridge with his sword while you did your best to melt it.

Finally Archie called, “Got it!”

You and Merlin jumped onto a tower that rose past you.

“Surrender, Merlin,” some creepy thing ordered.crof

“Never!” Merlin growled.

“Merlin! Merlin! Get everyone to safety!” Galahad called.

“No, Galahad! What are you doing?!” Merlin protested.

Merlin and you watched sadly as Galahad used his tower and his life to cut through the ice bridges. You and Merlin ran back to the castle as the bridge you were on was destroyed.

“Farewell, my old friend,” Merlin whispered. “Hisirdoux, now!”

You watched as a green portal opened up to show a completely different forest beneath you. You didn’t have much time to admire it though, you had to keep fighting.

Ice rained around you as you tried to send more blasts of magical fire at the black castle. Suddenly one of those ice shards hit you, sending you over the edge of the castle.

From there you pretty much just straight up tumbled into the portal. You screamed as you fell through the portal. You did your best to slow down your fall, but the landing still hurt.

You slowly got up from the ground and looked up at the portal in the sky. That was when the panic set in, the portal back to your time was slowly closing.

You were about to do something about it when you heard voices. They didn’t sound familiar so you hid behind a tree. Fear coursed through your veins as you waited for whatever was making the noise to come into view.

Men and women dressed in shiny metal armor eventually appeared and you crouched down. You didn't know where you were, or when for that matter. You were lost and alone.

Suddenly you heard screams from above you and you looked up. You watched as Douxie’s magic lit up the bright sky, slowing his descent. Unfortunately he crashed to the ground ahead of the group of knights.

This was bad, you needed to warn them about the knights. You did your best to run through the trees, but by the time you arrived to see Steve, Claire, Douxie and Jim, the knights were already there.

“Advance!” A knight called and suddenly a ton of knights were surrounding your friends. You got ready to attack, but you held back for a second. You would wait for Douxie to make the first move.

“Got them,” a knight replied as Steve screamed.

Douxie sighed. “It means... we are lost in time.”

One knight got off of his horse. “What manner of sorcery is this?” He asked. Weirdly enough, he looked like an older version of Steve.

“Sir Lancelot, um-“ Douxie started and you relaxed a little, Douxie recognized this guy.

“He's so handsome,” you heard Steve whisper.

“I- We-“ Douxie stuttered.

Lancelot seemed to realize something. “Wait! Aren't you Merlin's errand boy?”

“Apprentice,” Douxie corrected.

“He's like an angel-man. Whoa!” Steve whispered. Suddenly you heard a large crack and the green gem that was holding your brother broke.

Lancelot gasped. “The devil-?”

Jim groaned. “What? How did I-“

Claire rushed to hug him. “Jim! Are you okay?”

“Troll! Troll! To arms!” Lancelot called and you got ready to defend your brother and friends.

“Wait! Chill out, lads!” Douxie called in an attempt to calm everyone down.

Lancelot didn’t seem to understand. “Chill? Out?”

Douxie sighed. “Take a breath, all right? He's one of the good ones.”

“There are no good ones,” Lancelot growled. “Monsters are forbidden in Arthur's lands. You'll hang before the king for your insolence.”

You were unable to hear anymore as your friends were arrested. You watched as Jim was unfairly imprisoned in a wooden cage and the rest of your friends were herded away.

You carefully followed them from a distance, but when they got to Camelot you realized that you wouldn’t be able to just waltz in through the front gates with them.

You sighed in frustration. You didn’t understand why everything had to be so difficult. You just wanted to relax for a little while.

But, you had work to do, so you snuck into Camelot. You made your way to an area without many guards and used your magic to get over the wall.

By the time you got in, your friends were nowhere to be seen. You did your best to inconspicuously search the city, but as time passed you didn’t have any luck. With every second you grew more and more frustrated. You were in an unfamiliar place, your brother was injured and possibly dying, and you couldn’t find your friends.

You weren’t going to cry though, you had to stay strong. Sinking to the ground just to cry wouldn’t solve your problems.

You took a deep breath and began to think. You needed a plan, a plan would help you calm down.

First, you needed to blend in more. You had been getting many odd looks from those you passed. You didn’t blame the people. You were covered in dirt from your fall and you had dried blood all over your face from your fight with the shadow mephits back in your time.

Eventually you found a well and you took a clean looking rag from a woman. Using it you did your best to tidy up. Once that was done, you went to go get something better to wear.

You felt bad shoplifting, but you needed to fit in and if you thought about it, you hadn’t a doubt in your mind that your brother and friends had been taken to the castle.

You were obviously in the wealthier part of Camelot, so it wasn’t hard finding a dress shop. If you were gonna be stuck in ancient Camelot, you might as well have fun and dress fancy. You could always find something simpler later.

You stood up straight and did your best to make it look as if you had a purpose. Thankfully no one paid you any attention as you walked in, but you didn’t expect that to last long. While you were cleaner, you weren’t dressed for the time.

You would need a distraction and thankfully magic would give you one. You mice in your head did the hand movements. In seconds you heard squeals come from the back of the shop. You hoped that would keep whoever was here busy for a while so you went and looked for a dress.

Eventually you found a dress that you liked. It was an orangish peach color made of silk with silver embroidered swirls on the bodice. You also grabbed a sweater made of tulle, the same color as the dress. You finished off the look with a silver belt.

It was remarkably easy to take with a little help from your magic and you were able to get away without ringing any alarms or whatever they had in Camelot.

You used your magic to put the dress on and began to make your way towards the castle.

The second step you had come up with was finding a way into the castle. You felt you would be able to get in with the way you looked. Your hair was an absolute mess, but with a little magic it would be easy to hide.

You were able to find a side entrance and you were able to get in. It gave you confidence that your plan was working so well. Now that you were in the castle, it was time for step three.

Step three was the part where you would look for your friends auras, but that quickly became complicated. There were a lot of auras buzzing about the castle and you couldn’t identify exactly where your friends were.

So you would have to modify your plan. You’d wander the castle until you were able to find them. You’d be able to identify their auras if you were closer.

You started by making your way through the first floor. You’d make your way through the castle one level at a time.

While this was supposed to help eliminate any possible frustration, by the time you made it to the third floor tears were pooling in your eyes. You couldn’t find their auras and it was difficult to be sensing so many at once.

You were crossing a bridge, wishing you had stolen a handkerchief for your tears when you came across Douxie’s aura.

You were immediately relieved. Though you were still worried about your other friends and Jim, you had at least found Douxie.

Oddly, you heard Merlin scolding him. “Hisirdoux, do you have feet for hands? All the Slorr juice? You know how long it takes to milk one of those?”

“Sorry, sir. I was just trying to save time,” Douxie said and you got confused. Why was Douxie talking to Merlin like that? Maybe he was trying to cover up that he wasn’t from this time period?

“Your cutting corners has only cost me time,” Merlin said, continuing to scold Douxie. “It's hard enough creating Arthur's new weapon without your mucking about. I need you in the workshop, and you're milking the Slorr.”

As Merlin walked away you ran over to Douxie and hugged him. “Douxie! I’m so glad you’re okay!”

“Um?” Douxie mumbled and you realized that he wasn’t hugging you back.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, pulling away from him.

“I don’t mean any offense, but who are you?” With that you moved away from him, finally noticing that this wasn’t your Douxie.

You chuckled nervously. “I’m so sorry! Um, would you believe that I, uh, that I have a friend named Douxie that looks exactly like you. I mean what a coincidence. You know I’m, um, looking for him right now and I’m gonna go continue to look for him, seeing as you aren’t my Douxie. Haha, Bye.”

You were about to turn and leave when you sensed another aura. This other aura just so happened to also be like Douxie’s.

You turned back, just in time to see a Douxie who looked like the one you knew grab the other Douxie.

“Hey! Aah!” Archie protested and Douxie held his hands up in defense.

“Um, hey, me,” your Douxie said, chuckling nervously.

Past Douxie yelped. “Doppelgänger! You-you're me. I'm me!”

“No need to panic,” your Douxie soothed.

You stepped over to them. “Now, this is the Douxie I was looking for,” you explained.

“Well, how-- how... Wait, this can only mean one thing-” Past Douxie started.

“Time travel paradox!” Both Douxies yelled and you chuckled.

Archie sighed. “Double Douxies? This is a disaster!”

Both Douxies glared at him. “Give me a break, Arch!” They said in unison. “Oh, wow. This is wild!”

“Let's focus on the here and now. Where having two of us will be-“ Douxie started.

“-will be a logistical nightmare,” Archie cut in.

“I agree, uh, so the easiest solution...” Past Douxie trailed off.

“Is for one of us to go away till I return to my time,” Douxie informed.

Past Douxie nodded. “Great idea! But which one of us-?”

Your Douxie cut him off. “Interminus nocti sluumberso!”

Past Douxie suddenly fell asleep and your Douxie put him in a closet.

“I know this looks bad,” Douxie told you and Archie, “but I swear I've got this under control.”

“If that were true, things in the future have really changed,” Archie said.

Douxie laughed sarcastically. “Just don't go blabbing to Merlin, okay? I need to stay incognito. Aah!”

The cabinet burst open and past Douxie fell on Douxie.

“I’ve got it,” you promised, already levitating him back into the closet.

Archie chuckled. “This should be fun to watch.”

Suddenly you heard Merlin yell, “Hisirdoux, what is taking so long?”

“Just cleaning up another mess,” Douxie called back.

Douxie sighed and put his hair up into a bun. “Swore I'd never do this again,” he muttered, and you laughed.

“You look fine,” you soothed, taking his arm.

“So, I see you’ve got yourself a dress,” Douxie said. “I was looking for you, but I couldn’t find you. I was worried something bad had happened.

“I’m fine,” you promised when you felt Douxie’s aura spark with guilt.

“Good, I’m glad.”

“How’s Jim and everyone?” You asked.

“Oh, uh, Jim’s been arrested, but right now everyone else is fine. Steve is being trained by Lancelot and Claire is now Morgana’s handmaiden.”

“Morgana!” You hissed, worry for Claire suddenly overwhelming you.

“Don’t worry,” Douxie soothed. “She hasn’t gone bad yet.”

You hesitated. “What’s the plan then?”

“I’m gonna take you to where I used to live and then we can all meet up later to figure everything out. I’m gonna try and steal the time map to get us out of here.”

“Alright, but if you need any help don’t hesitate to ask.”

“I won’t,” Douxie said, leading you into a room. “Here you are, home sweet home.”

You looked around the room, it was off a decent size, but it was awfully drafty. “Nice place,” you said, taking a seat on a window bench.

“Thanks.” Douxie smiled. “Be careful if you go outside. You look like royalty, but people will question where you’re from.”

“Aw, thanks. You be careful out there too,” you called. “Will do.” He gave a little wave as he closed the door.

You gazed around the room, trying to think of something to do when you yawned. Suddenly you were very aware of how tired you were. If you thought about it you hadn’t slept in over twenty four hours.

You lied down on the bench and closed your eyes, easily drifting off into much needed sleep.

~~~~

You immediately sat up when you heard the door open. You looked around, confused at the sudden noise. Douxie was standing there frozen in the middle of the room.

“Sorry, Y/n. I didn’t mean to wake you,” he apologized.

You yawned. “It’s fine.” You looked over and saw Steve sitting in a chair. “How long have you been here?”

“Not long, I didn’t want to wake you.”

You nodded, grateful, but soon your kind smile turned into one of disgust. “What is that smell?” You asked.

“I, uh- I forgot how much I hate milking the Slorr,” Douxie muttered gagging at the smell he had trailed in. You mimicked him, plugging your nose.

Archie recoiled away from Douxie. “Ugh! Please!”

You looked over to Steve. “How was your guy’s days?”

Steve groaned. “I think Lancelot broke my everything.”

“And I still don't have the Time Map. One wrong move, and we will screw up history without even knowing it,” Douxie grumbled.

You were about to try and sooth the both of them when Claire burst in through the door. “We have to change history! Arthur's had enough. The trolls are gonna die at sunrise!”

“Oh, blimey Balroths! How are we supposed to stop this and stay inconspicuous?” Douxie asked and you could see the panic in his eyes. You felt bad about all the stress that was on him.

Claire sighed. “It wouldn't be a problem if I just had my Shadow Staff. I know you said to lay low, but we can't let Jim die.”

“No we can’t,” you asserted. “Douxie, I’m sorry, but we will have to change history.”

“Yes. Let's see what this future Douxie is capable of!” Archie cheered.

Douxie nodded. “You're right, sod the rules. It's time for a dungeon break.”

~~~~

The four of you snuck down to the dungeon and you watched from behind a post as Lancelot and Galahad laughed.

“No way!” Galahad grinned. The two of them were focused on their conversation so you decided to make a run for it.

“Ah! Oy! Young gentleman of Palchukia, join us in our nocturnal libations,” Lancelot called.

“We are looking for the Holy Grail!” Galahad took a drink. “Oh, well, it's not in that one either!”

Steve chuckled and began to saunter over to the knights. “Steve, no!” You whisper-shouted at him.

“Where do you think you're going, buddy boy?” Archie asked.

“Dude, I'm keeping the guards busy,” he whispered, “while having a righteous time! Ha! Yeah-eah! Drinking with knights! I'm so stoked for my first brew...uh, today.”

“I don’t condone this.” You glared at Steve before going after Douxie and Claire.

Archie sighed. “This is going to end badly. Ohh, I can’t wait.”

“This is going to end badly,” you muttered. The four of you continued to run, eventually coming across the section of the dungeon Jim was in.

“Jim! We're breaking you out,” Claire announced.

“Your stay in Terror Tower is over, mate,” Douxie said, conjuring magic knives for himself and Claire. Douxie cut open Jim’s cell.

“And presto, one liberated troll,” Archie announced.

“Hahaha! Take that, death! I elude you once again-“ a troll shouted as Jim freed her.

You hugged Jim tightly. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, no need to worry.”

“A big sister always worries,” you said before going to free more trolls.

As you freed the last one you heard Steve shouting/rapping. “My lord Arthur's in the building. Watch out, y'all, he's here to do some creep-killing. Get out of here.”

“Now, now, everyone just stay calm,” Douxie said in an attempt to sooth the trolls. Unfortunately his attempt completely failed.

All of the newly liberated trolls panicked and began to stampede out of the dungeon.

You were pushed up against the wall as the trolls left. You looked over to Douxie. “What now?”

“We do our best to help them.” You all ran out of the dungeon and into Camelot. When you got outside you say that the sky was fading from a light purple to a blue. You heard the metal armor of guards clanking after you.

“Is this part of your plan?” Archie asked.

“I'm improvising!” Douxie yelled, fiddling with his cuff.

“Quick, through the alleys! They can't catch all of us!” Jim’s friend called. You followed Douxie as Claire helped Jim.

You turned down a path, but stopped when you heard more clanking.

You looked to Jim one last time. “Stay safe!” You called.

“I will!” He promised.

“Did you see where they went?” A man you assumed was King Arthur asked.

“Quick! In here! This way, sir! Don't worry, sire, I'll freeze them on the spot,” Douxie offered, he messed with his cuff.

“Then do it! This way, men! Charge!” Arthur ordered. Douxie spun his cuff as Arthur and his men went to run after Jim, but at the last moment he cast a spell, opening two blue portals. Arthur and his men charged into them, only to appear out the other one. “What trickery is this now?”

Douxie sighed. Oh, fuzz buckets! I must have cast an Infinite Hallway by accident. You know how frustrating magic is. Uh, let me-let me just find the right spell.”

“Wizard, remove this enchantment or I'll remove your head!” Arthur threatened. “You! Girl! What are you doing?”

“Uh, me?” You asked.

“Yes, you!”

“Well, I’m-I’m terrified,” you cried. “This kind young man has been helping me.” You put the back of your hand to your forehead and pretended to look feint.

You leaned on Douxie and whispered. “Their auras are gone, you can let the king go now.”

Douxie did as you asked and Arthur and his men ran off. “Come on, we can’t let them get to the gate,” Douxie said, grabbing your hand and pulling you to a nearby house.

“Up we go,” you mumbled, using your magic to help you climb the house. You, Douxie, and Archie made it to the top of the house just as Arthur was about to reach the gates. Thankfully Douxie slammed them down just in time.

“Men, after them! Get this open at once!” Arthur commanded. You watched as Jim and his friend tried to run away, but they stopped when the sun hit the bridge.

The sun slowly spread, forcing the trolls to retreat closer to the gate Douxie was struggling to keep closed. You added your magic to his, and the gate glowed both blue and orange.

Unable to get the gate open, the knights put their swords and spears through the opening, trying to stab the poor trolls. You and Douxie gasped for breath as it became a struggle to keep the gate shut. Soon it became too much and you had to let go.

Suddenly, the day began to get darker and shadows spread across the bridge, paving a path for the trolls to get to the forest. You turned around, looking for the aura that was casting the incredible display of dark magic only to find Claire. You pulled Douxie towards her.

The two of you jumped from roof to roof till you managed to get to the bridge she was on. You could see the strain she was under and you raced over to her. Douxie caught her just as she collapsed.

“By the seven rings, how did you manage that?” He asked and Claire groaned. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy!”

“It’s gonna be okay, Claire. Jim and the trolls are safe.” You soothed.

“Are you sure?” She asked.

“I’ll check.” You closed your eyes and focused on Jim’s aura. You felt a shift and opened your eyes. Your projection was standing behind a tree.

You looked around, trying to get the gist of what was happening when you saw Gunmar and Bular standing in front of Jim. “Little king, these Wild Woods are my domain. I command the souls of all under its shade, and I decide who lives or dies!”

You saw shuffling and looked over to see one of the gumm-gumms kill a knight. You gasped at the horrific sight and Jim looked over to you. His friend helped him over to you.

“Y/n!” He whispered.

“Stay safe Jim. I’ll send more messages later okay?”

“Okay, I love you.”

“I love you too.” You gave a little wave to Jim as he left and you continued to watch the rest of the encounter play out.

“You can only push us so far, human,” Gunmar growled.

“This isn't over!” Arthur yelled, retreating.

“War is coming!” Gunmar retorted and you stopped projecting before he could see you.

You felt the shift and you were once again standing with Claire, Douxie and Archie. “He’s gonna be okay. All we need to do is figure out a way to get home.”

Douxie nodded. “Let’s go. Arthur is going to be furious when he gets back.

Claire took a step away from the two of you. “I want to go thank Morgana. I’ll meet up with you.” She went off and Douxie offered you his arm.

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“I was right, Arthur is furious. He's locked down the castle,” Douxie said, pacing.

“Luckily, he thinks you're so incompetent, you can't be a suspect,” Archie pointed out.

“At least we got Jim and the prisoners away safe,” Claire added optimistically.

“Yeah,” you agreed. “It’s not all a loss.”

Douxie turned to walk out the door. “Where are you going?” Archie and you asked in unison.

“To get that TIme Map. Hopefully with Arthur on the hunt, I've got a chance to finally snatch that thing,” Douxie answered and you grabbed his arm.

“I’m coming too.” Douxie nodded and you and Archie followed him to Merlin’s tower. You unlocked the door and the three of you snuck over to the vault. Douxie opened in only to find an old gnome skeleton in it. Douxie closed it again and tried to open it, only to find an old horn. He continued trying to no avail.

The both of you sighed when he opened it to a bird’s nest full of eggs.

“Looking for this?” The three of you jumped and turned to see Merlin holding the time map. “Or perhaps this?”

Merlin took the sleeping Past Douxie out of a cabinet and you noticed he had given him a pillow.

“Oh, fuzz buckets!” Douxie cursed.

“Have you any idea what you've done?” Merlin asked. “I knew my apprentice was an ignoramus, but traveling through time? Time!”

“Hey now!” You yelled, defending Douxie. Merlin ignored you.

“I think we handled ourselves just fine, all things considered. And, technically, it was your idea,” Douxie explained.

Merlin pointed his finger in Douxie’s face. “Well, then, you must have botched it up! My planning is flawless.”

Past Douxie spoke up, “For the record, Master, I had nothing to do with this. He did, which is he, and... ugh! Time travel, so confusing!”

Merlin went over to the time map and winced as it flashed red. “Aah! The timelines are in complete disarray!”

“Look, I can fix this, I swear!” Douxie promised.

Merlin shook his head. “Ah-ah, your meddling has already wreaked enough havoc on history.”

“Then surely we can use the Time Map to change things back, and then it'll all be as it was,” Archie suggested and you nodded along to his plan.

“It doesn't work that way. The map only offers glimpses of possible futures. There are no detailed instructions,” Merlin countered.

“Oh, come on, it's not that bad,” Douxie said optimistically. He tried to grab the time map, but Merlin swatted at his hand.

The timeline flashed to show Arthur's death and all of you gasped. “Aah! By my beard! Not that bad, eh?” Merlin asked.

“Oh, fuzz buckets,” Past Douxie cursed.

“Fuzz buckets,” your Douxie agreed.

Merlin walked over to the door. “Your little dungeon break must have changed fate. Now, unless I stop it, the king will die!”

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So, tada, thanks for reading all of that. Honestly there’s a very high possibility that the next chapter will be even longer. He-he. The next chapter is gonna be really great and I’m so excited to write it. Anyways, I hope that y’all have a fantastically wonderful weekend.

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Also the scene where Douxie heals Y/n’s arm was inspired by @furblrwurblrrequest:

i! I'm curious to see one where doux kinda cares for her wounds? like a quick little fluffy one while they're on the ship after they get away from arthur? idk aaaa

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winter-leftovers · 11 months ago

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Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter seventeen: A Little Bit Of Heaven (17/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: Y/n and Douxie return to their old rutine. Jim has to face the tribunal

Word count: 1257

Warnings: no

(Season 2 Episodes: 10, 11)

Song?: Heaven by Mitski

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Y/n sipped Douxie’s leftover tea as he washed the dishes that were used over breakfast. She smiled to herself as she rebelled in the quiet domesticity. They had started to live together when they were just nineteen years old and they had the same small routine for a thousand years. Y/n would wake up and try to untangle herself from Douxie’s grasp only to be unsuccessful and lie there for another half hour until Douxie would turn for the last time in his sleep; then she would join their familiars in the kitchen who would be waiting for her to give them their morning pets even tho, Archie would never admit it; she would make breakfast for everyone: some kind of fish for the dragons-cats and whatever is in style at the time for them with two cups of tea with a little bit of milk because Douxie knows that Y/n always finishes his drink in the morning and he also knows that that’s her favorite morning drink.

“What are you looking at?” He asks without looking up.

“I missed this” she finishes the tea and puts Douxie’s cup in the sink. The familiar movement made her feel complete.

“I missed this too” he smiles.

“He really did” Al jumped on the counter “The first couple of years he would cry to a picture…”

“Ok…Ok…Shoo…shoo” Douxie splashes some water with his fingers making Al jump back to the floor.

“Hey” the cat complained.

“Hey! I wanted to hear the story” Y/n walked to Al and lifted him up “Tell me, Ali. How much did Douxie cry?” Y/n said mockingly

“Well…” they walked to the couch and Al started to recount all the times Douxie’s heart couldn’t contain the hurt of being apart from her girlfriend.

“Oh, I love these stories” Archie jumped to the couch and rested his head on Y/n’s elbow.

Douxie groaned but they ignored them, too interested in Al’s story. He groaned again, louder as the stories continued to pile up and the laughter would filled the room

“C’mon!” Douxie kneeled in front of Y/n and dropped his head on her lap.

“Hisirdoux” Y/n sang while she massaged Douxie’s scalp “Are you getting shy?”

“Mmmh”

Y/n laughed. Douxie had come a long way since their days in Camelot. In the olden days, he was a shy, clumsy teenager but now, in the 21st century Douxie was no longer a child or a shy teenager, he was a man, a charming man that had half of the population of Arcadia eating from the palm of his hands even if he doesn’t quite realize. But when it comes to Y/n, he returns to that reckless, shy boy in a man-bun that would marvel at the young prodigy from afar.

“Hisirdoux?” She repeated.

“No” he felt his cheeks burn. Without moving his head from her lap, Douxie hugged Y/n’s waist.

“Can I finish the story about the time you thought you saw her in Uruguay?” Al asked to Douxie’s scalp.

“No”

Y/n smiled “Oh, Doux” she stretched her hands and put them under his shirt. Y/n felt Douxie shiver. Smiling to herself as she felt the power she still had over him. She continued to lower herself until her mouth was over his ear “I love to hear how much you missed me” she whispered.

Douxie quickly lifted his face. His expression was serious but his cheeks were crimson.

“You’re such a tease” he whispered into her lips.

“Can’t help it” she smiled before kissing him.

“You are disgusting” Archie groaned as ran to the other side of the room followed by Al that would turn to look at them just to gag.

Y/n and Douxie pulled apart and to laugh.

“I think someone is jealous” said Douxie.

Archie sat down in front of the window, turning his head away from the couple.

“Arch, are you jealous?” Y/n shared a look with Douxie.

The cat didn’t answer, he just kept moving his tail side to side.

With a quick move of Y/n’s fingers, a red light engulfed Archie and the cat started floating back to the coach.

“Hey! I don’t like this” he complained.

“Well, I was worried” Y/n grab him from the air and hold him close to her chest like a child and the cat didn’t complain this time “I asked you something and you didn’t answer!”

Archie rolled his eyes.

“C’mon, Arch. Don’t be jea… Ouch!” Douxie tried to pet his familiar’s head but he hit him before he could get close.

“Don’t touch me” Archie warned and got comfortable in Y/n’s arms.

“What?!” Douxie looked up to Y/n for help and she just laughed.

“Aw, you missed me too, Arch” Y/n lowered herself to kiss none-stop Archie’s head. He pretended to fight at first but after a couple seconds of purrs he gave in.

“And I was the dramatic one” Al whispered from his new spot on Douxie’s lap.

“We all know I’m Arch favorite” Y/n said into Archie’s head.

The cat didn’t answer, he was too lost in the comfort the touch of her lost friend was giving him.

“I’m not sure I like your lack of answer there, Arch” Douxie half joked “Aren’t you going to say anything?” He gently shook Al that was laying belly up, grooming his left paw

“I’m really sure about my place in the world” he said and continued grooming his paw.

The wizards chuckled.

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Y/n walked out of the store after a quiet shift when Toby’s screams made her stop.

“Toby? What’s going on?” She meet him halfway.

“It’s Jim” the boy to pull her by the arm “The tribunal has him in a cage. You have to come with me!” The boy pulled harder. He was desperate, scared. The memory of his friend sitting in that cage was haunting him, especially because he wasn’t able to do anything.

“What? Why?” She followed him without complaining.

“Gunmar got out”

Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine. The war was over. They won. The Darklands were supposed to be a secure prison, nothing was supposed to get out.

They ran to TrollMarket in silence, both too consumed in nervousness to talk. The darkness of the dungeon wrapping their brains.

One of Krubera opened Jim’s cage.

“Are you alright?” Asked Blinky

Jim came out of the cage charging but stopped when he saw his friends.

“Are you okay? Did they rough you up?” Claire ran to hug him.

“No, Claire. I’m…I’m okay!” He smiled and joined Toby to the hug

“We’ve come to escort you to the tribunal” Blinky pointed to the exit, eyes full of worry.

“They say if you’re found guilty, you could die. Is that true?” Toby looked at his friend for a hopeful answer.

“He would walk free if he surrenders the Amulet” Queen Usurna interrupted “What is your choice, Trollhunter?”

“Uh, the one where he doesn’t die?” Toby said.

“No” Jim took a step forward “I’m keeping my Amulet” without taking his eyes off of Usurna he put his armor on.

“Is that what you want?” Y/n put a hand on her little brother’s shoulder.

“Yes, Y/n. Never been more sure” Jim smiled and turned to the rest of the room “I’ll face whatever comes my way”

“Jim…” Toby’s desperate call for his friend was drowned by Usurna’s voice.

“So be it, Trollhunter, your trial awaits”

A/n: its 23:12 and its 28C. Im ready to sleep for 14 hour until I have to leave my house again. Tell me again why I was born in such a hot and humid country? I’ll try to write and chat with you more often! Mila out

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troublesometrollhunters · 4 years ago

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Masked Meetings

(Another Douxie X Reader because favorite boi and also I want to go to a fancy Masquerade Ballroom dance while someone tenderly cups my cheek)

Hisirdoux is sweeping Merlins study while the wizards out when his thoughts wonder to you. As he clutches the broom brushing the dust into a nearby dustpan he smiles softly.

Every time he saw you his heart soared. Your voice was like a sweet melody and if he could play as sweetly as you spoke his music would be known throughout the kingdom. Sighing trying to get back to work he pauses. The sunlight leaked through Merlins glass paned windows making the stone floor a kaleidoscope of colors. Your smile was similar to these colors he mused, they lit up a room. Blushing and shaking his head he closes his eyes but it didn't help. Hisirdoux could see you so clearly dancing through the castles hallways fabric swishing around you as you twirled over the carpet.

Eyes snapping open in shame blinking repeatedly to wish the image away he puts the broom against the wall deciding he's done for the day.

Running his hand over one of Merlins desks he tries to think of anything else other than you. Picking up books off the ground putting them back in their places on the shelves or stacking them on tables so they'd be out of the way, Hisirdoux pauses when he sees a scroll. Humming intrigued he ran a finger over it before the ink glowed. Merlin was working on something new and he hoped some magic homework would make him get his mind off you. After all it was absolutely ridiculous to fantasize about you. It could never happen.

You were a noble who lived in the castle after a tragic accident. It was rumored you had magic in your blood line but nothing had been confirmed. He wouldn't doubt it though. He fell under a spell every time he saw you.

You were Arthur and Morganas neice and had been moved here after your castle was lost to war. Depsite the tradegy you seemed perfectly content with your new life here. He'd often seen you laughing over a joke with Morgana or talking idly with King Arthur. Realizing his attention had wondered from the scroll he cursed trying to get back to work. Noticing his hands were covered in ink he paused seeing he'd doodled all over Merlins notes. Panicking he picks up the scroll and marches across the room before throwing it into the fire place.

Watching as the orange flames burn the paper and seeing the ink dribble down the page as the fire hissed he sighed in relief. He couldn't be in love with you. He couldn't.

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The next day Merlin hadn't noticed the missing parchment or at least he didn't comment on it. Archie had thankfully been out and hadn't seen what he'd done but the cat had been giving him strange looks all day.

Was it really that weird for him to complete all his chores? He didn't think so.

"The room looks nice Hisirdoux." Merlin states and he beamed taking in the attention and compliment from his master. However it's short lived. Merlin turns towards the young mage with a thoughtful glance. "King Arthurs hosting a ball." He says.

"O-oh?" Hisirdoux stutters. If there was a ball no doubt you'd be there as well. After all Arthur was your uncle, as a noble it'd be your duty to attend. Merlin gave Hisirdoux a knowing glance before shaking his head turning towards his scrolls.

"You should invite someone." He hums. "Arthur permitted us to go. If you have a friend you should attend with them." Leaving the room after that Merlin slips Douxie a piece of parchment. It was an invitation but only one.

Looking at his master confused he noticed in Merlins hand were the notes that he had burned. Face red he began to stutter wanting to explain himself but Merlin was already gone. All that was left was the single invitation in his hand.

Archie hummed hopping onto the desk next to Hisirdoux as he stared at the fancy paper.

"I beleive that's Merlins subtle way of saying you should ask them. After all they already have a ticket." Archie hums. Hisirdoux nods absent mindley tightening his grip on the invitation. A masquerade ball, masks meant no one would know who they were. That meant he could ask you out and then spend all night with you without anyones judgment.

How hard could this be?

~~~

He chickened out. He chickened out. By Merlins beard he made a complete ass of himself and left before you could get mad at him.

He had gotten flowers! He had made a poem! He even brought his lute to sernade you! How did it all go so wrong?

He was so nervous his magic made the flowers rot when he tried to hand them to you. You didn't seem angry but you were very confused holding the stalks. And he made it so much worse! When you went to ask what happened as any sane person would do he began to blubber nonsense like a fool. He practically spoke in tongues! Then he had spent hours on that poem for you only to look like an idiot and scramble all the words up. It was just such a mess. Not to mention when he brought out his lute to try and fix his previous attempts his hands were shaking so much it was off tune.

He decided to stop dragging the torture on and ran off not wanting to see your reaction.

Archie followed after him and as Hisirdoux stopped to take deep breaths his familiar nuzzled him. He purred softly against his masters neck as Hisirdoux held his lute. As his thumb brushed over the wood engraved into the instrument he sighed. His hand went in his pocket and reading the poem he'd written you he closes his eyes to keep from crying.

Radiant as the sun, mysterious as the moon, and strong as the stars is what he'd called it. You were just so many things he couldn't pick one so he gave you the sky hoping maybe just maybe that'd be enough to win your love.

"Hisirdoux they would have loved it. It's not your fault." Archie tries to make him feel better but Hisirdoux only did this to himself. He should have known courting you would only end in failure. After all Arthur loved you. And he hated magic. Hisirdoux was only alive because Merlin saved him. He was a street rat. A lowly orphan. He had nothing to offer you.

Crumpling the poem into a ball he signed throwing it down the hallway.

"Come on Arch we better get ready." He mumbled disappointed. He may have failed to ask you but Merlin still expected him to attend and he couldn't fail Merlin too.

~~~

Hisirdoux looks into his wine glass frowning. The suit Merlin picked for him felt strange. It was so different from his usual garb and his reflection he couldn't recognize himself. The black suit with fur and blue undershirt underneath was strange. He wasn't used to this many layers. And the shoes. They were so uncomfortable.

Shifting he adjusts his mask, the blue feathers almost coming loose from his jostling.

Mask finally in a position he liked, he places the chalice down and glances around the room. You still hadn't made an entrance and he prayed Arthur hadn't set you up with somebody else. Feeling discouraged at the fact he couldn't ask you and you might come with some prick noble person Archie hums at him.

"Well at least they won't recognize you in a mask." The familiar states trying to lighten his masters mood.

"No funny Arch." Hisirdoux scolds as he keeps looking for you. "Besides I think the whole talking cat gives away who I am." Archie chuffs before adjusting his glasses. Hisirdoux was right of course but Archie was only teasing, no need for rudeness.

"Hisirdoux try to have fun tonight." The familiar suggests before jumping off the table and slinking off into the room. Sighing Hisirdoux watches him leave before looking to the floor again. You still hadn't arrived yet. He hoped as a masked stranger he could ask for one dance. One dance and he'd feel better about everything. But he had a feeling fate would be unkind tonight and he may not get his chance.

Hearing the music stop he pauses before turning his head. Gasps rang out from the crowd and meeting your eyes Hisirdoux joined them.

Oh. You looked like a deity.

As you descended the stairs with Morgana and Arthur he couldn't help but stare. You were brighter than the moon, the stars, and the sun. He would give you the entire world and even then he knew it'd never be enough. You deserved everything.

Lost in his thoughts about you inching closer to the ballroom floor his breath hitches as someone grabs his hand. About to protest and he's dragged into the endless sea of dancers and as masks, dresses, glitter, and gold twirl around him he looses sight of you.

Trying to get out of the dancers so he can make his way to the wall to try and find you again to try and explain he pauses when your suddenly in his arms.

Your mask gave away it was you and he grew nervous as your eyes looked into his.

"(Y-Y/N)?" He can't beleive it. How... How had this happened?

"Hello Hisirdoux." You greet and his entire face goes red as he spins with you. The orchestra music swells and he's in awe watching you dance.

"I ummmm I wanted..." Smiling at him you wink mischievously as he dips you.

"I know." You hum and he smiles. Of course you did.

"Lets go somewhere more private." You suggest as he blushes. Pulling you back up from the dip he nods and you two continue to dance but your slowly making your way to the edge.

~~~

When no ones looking you both slip away sneaking onto the balcony. The stars shine and the moons full lighting up the night.

Smiling you slip off your mask before tilting your head to stare up at the various stars, eyes wide in wonder.

"I never was one for dances and the like you know." You state feeling the serene light of the moon wash over you. "It's only fun when you chose to do something not when someone forces you to." You add.

Your hand grips the balconies terrace as you lean forward to feel the cold air. Hisirdoux stands next to you and slowly he takes off his mask as well showing off his handsome face. As you were passed from partner to partner you looked up and saw his hazel eyes.

It was a miracle since he was the only person you wanted to see anyways.

He nods understanding in a way. Fiddling in your pocket you pull out a crumpled piece of paper.

"You know I was hoping you'd ask me. When I suggested to Arthur Merlin and you should come it didn't take long for him to give in." You hum slowly uncrumpling the paper.

It was a poem. One addressed to you. The one he'd crumpled up and thrown away.

"I... I tried to ask you but..." Scratching the back of his neck and chuckling nervously you begin laughing.

"I had a feeling." You hum watching his face go bright red.

"He Hisirdoux?" You ask and he looks at you face burning.

"Hmmmmm?" He questions and you smile the privacy giving you bravery. Cupping his face you lean in heart fluttering as your lips press together.

Pulling away face pink as you stare at Hisirdoux he blinks several times before smiling. Leaning in he places his forehead against yours. One of his hands tenderly cradles your cheek as he smiles at you.

As you hum closing your eyes smiling, his heart flutters.

Your smile makes the night brighter than any stars ever could.

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sorrels-scribbling · 4 years ago

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Run (To Me) || Chapter One - Roommates and Revelations || Douxie x Reader

Summary: Running is all you’ve ever known. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true. One thing’s for sure, though: you aren’t certain what to do when you finally have someone to run to.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,763

Tags By Request: @furblrwurblr @alovesongshewrote @einahpetsyarcip @alive-and-afraid

When you wake up, you don’t recognize where you are. You don’t take the time to process the calm energy of what is, apparently, a bookstore. No, you’re in a panic already, scrambling frantically to get out of the blanket wrapped around you, which you mistake for some kind of strange restraint because you just know that things are never so nice to you. With the loud sound of wood hitting wood, you knock back the admittedly very comfortable chair you had been unconscious in moments ago.

When a young man, seemingly about your supposed age, comes in looking alarmed and concerned, you leap back, body tense and ready to sprint at the first opportunity. At the look on your face, the boy’s expression softens, but remained worried as he lifts two hands placatingly.

“Hey, now, it’s alright,” he soothes, like he’s trying to calm a frightened animal. In all fairness, yeah, he is. “I’m not gonna hurt you, just calm down, yeah?”

“Bullshit,” you spit and he takes a surprised step back. “Where am I, anyway? Where did you take me?”

Regaining his composure, the stranger starts to close the distance between you somewhat, movements slow and fluid so as to not startle you.

“GDT Arcane Books,” he answers, tone still calm and gentle. “I’m Douxie.”

You hate to admit it but you feel your muscles relax somewhat, no longer coiled like a spring but still on guard.

You‘re quiet for a long second, looking him over appraisingly before breathing a soft sigh.

“(Y/N).”

“(Y/N),” he echoes with a nod and a... somewhat strange look on his face. But, in a flash, he‘s back to his reassuring smile. He slowly rounds the table between the two of you and you do the same, decidedly maintaining that distance and watching as he carefully rights the chair you had so rudely disturbed.

“Now, I don’t want to keep you here against your will or anything, but you took a really nasty fall yesterday and you look...” he pauses, trying to find words.

“Hideous?” You guess, straight faced and staring right at him.

Tugging at his collar, he lets out a sheepish laugh and shakes his head. “I was going to say unhealthy.” He pauses again. “Not to mention you looked terrified last night. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”

“And what did you want in exchange? Money? Labor? Or maybe you—“

“Woah, woah, slow down! Nobody said anything about an exchange. I just want to help you, that’s it.”

“Why?”

“Why does anybody do anything?”

You lapse into silence, avoiding his gaze and crossing your arms. After a moment you finally notice that you feel safe in this bookstore. You note that your initial panic was probably due to habit, mostly. There, you didn’t feel the ever-looming dread that always licked at your heels.

“...Alright,” you concede after that tense silence, shoulders slumping slightly. “I’ll trust you, for now.”

Douxie relaxes and nods, his smile widening slightly.

“I was just making a pot of tea. Do you want some?” He asks, heading back for the door he appeared from.

You mumble a “yeah” and slowly sit down again, putting your head in your hands as you sit in silence. You focus on figuring out why you feel safe in this bookstore you’ve never been to, why you feel like you know this Douxie guy from somewhere, and why he looked at you so strangely when you told him your name.

When you feel a pair of eyes on you, you leap up again, turning quickly and sending a blast of energy at... whatever it was. The creature yelps and leaps away with a hiss.

“Oh. It was... a cat...” you say softly to yourself, kind of embarrassed at the overreaction.

Douxie’s voice calls from the other room. “Everything okay, Arch?” And you watch as the cat hops up onto the table, glaring pointedly at you before... talking.

“I’m fine, but (Y/N) here tried to blast me to ash.”

“You startled me!” You object defensively, briefly distracted from the fact that this cat talks and, you now note, wears glasses. “Who— what are you, anyway?”

The cat scoffs and narrows his eyes at you. “My name is Archie and I am a familiar.”

“What, you mean like the wizard pet?” You ask, brow furrowing incredulously. Archie places an affronted paw on his chest and glares harder at you, like he could make you combust if he tried hard enough.

“I am a wizard’s associate, thank you very much. I would think you’d know that as a wizard, yourself,” he says before turning up his nose at you and sauntering away.

Okay, that’s fair enough, you suppose. You just drop back into your seat and lean back, running your hands through your hair.

You frown and stare up at the ceiling as you hear Douxie return with two mugs of tea, one in either hand. You watch him from the corner of your eye as he approaches and you tense, but he just places the mug in front of you before retreating to a chair further away from you.

“Thanks,” you mumble, both for the tea and for giving you space. He just nods with that smile of his.

“Would you mind if I asked you some questions?” He asks, leaning his elbows on the table as he lifts his mug for a sip.

You pause, wrapping both hands around the mug in front of you and feeling the heat sting your palms. You find it almost comforting, in a way. Finally, you nod slowly and give him the go-ahead.

“What were you running from last night?”

You sigh heavily. It’s a fair enough question and you’d figured it would be the first one he’d ask, but it doesn’t make you any less reluctant to answer.

“I don’t want to make you talk about something awful, but I’d like to know what I’m protecting you from and if I need to upgrade the wards on the store,” he says, and his lips quirk upward by the end at what you think must have been a joke of some kind.

Finally, you shake your head and avert your gaze, swallowing your shame and croaking out a simple, “I don’t know.”

Douxie hums thoughtfully and you hear him lift his mug again. After taking another sip, he finally coolly says “Well, I guess that just puts us in the same boat. Glad to be aboard.”

You can’t help but snort out a little laugh, lips curling into the tiniest approximation of a smile as your eyes flick up to him. He seems pleased with himself, smiling brightly at you.

“What?”

“Just glad I got you to smile a bit. Seems like you don’t do it much.”

“Oh.”

“It’s nice.”

“Oh,” you repeat, and you feel your face heat up. Swiftly, you bring your mug to your lips and take a drink to try and hide the blush you’re sure tried to settle on your face before setting it down again.

“So, anyway,” he says, leaning back in his seat a little further. “You’re a wizard, too?”

“I guess,” you answer with a little shrug.

“You guess?” That catches his attention and he leans in a bit closer to you, brow furrowed. You shift uncomfortably and look away, shrugging again.

“I’ve never... talked to anyone about it.”

“Really? Then how did you learn to—“

“I don’t remember,” you interrupt firmly, voice raised slightly to punctuate. You curl in on yourself slightly and shake your head as Douxie goes quiet.

“Can you... tell me about that?”

“About what?”

“What you can’t remember. Or, I guess... what you can remember being unable to remember.” He says, seeming unsure of himself. You fidget with your mug for a moment before sighing and nodding.

“I, uh... I remember the 1300’s. The plague. But nothing much before that. And it’s not like I grew up during that time or something, just one day I was... I was awake, looking just like I do now in 1300’s Europe. I don’t know why I’m not dead, shouldn’t I be dead?”

As your voice raises in pitch, anxiety starting to flood you, Douxie reaches across the table to place a hand over yours. Somehow, that immediately calms you. You look up at him and only then notice that you had started shaking, so you close your eyes and slow your breaths until you’re still again.

“It’s alright, (Y/N).”

“Is it, though? I mean, I’m centuries old and—“

“So am I.”

You blanch and stare at him, wide eyed. You open your mouth to speak and then close it again. This repeats a few times before you shake your head and find your voice.

“You are?”

“Nine hundred and nineteen years old,” he answers with a nod.

“So you’re... we’re... wizards are...”

“Biologically immortal, yes.”

You nod slowly and watch as he pulls his hand away from yours, at which point you realize he had been holding your hand that whole time. Your face flushes and you look away pointedly.

“...Okay. That makes sense, I guess.” The both of you go quiet after that, occasionally sipping at your tea but not talking again until both of your mugs are empty.

“C’mon, you still look exhausted. I set you up a proper place to sleep last night, but I didn’t want to risk waking you by carrying you up there. We can talk more about things when you get some more rest.”

You nod slowly and look down at your mug, uncertain of what to do with it until he speaks again.

“Just leave it, I’ve got it. Come with me,” he says, standing up and moving a bit closer to you, holding out his hand. Hesitantly you take it and let him pull you up from the chair.

Then, you follow him up a winding staircase and into what appears to be an apartment behind a somewhat hidden door by one of the bookshelves. Vaguely, you note that he’s still holding your hand but your mind is too busy picking through the other things you’ve learned all of the sudden to linger on the thought.

“Here. I have to mind the shop and all, but if you need me you can just shout, okay?”

You nod and sit again, watching him go before flopping back and casting an arm over your eyes.

You do your best to get to sleep as soon as possible. Something tells you you’ll need the energy for later.

#run (to me)#hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #toa hisirdoux #hisirdoux #douxie x reader #douxie #toa douxie #toa x reader #ToA #ToA wizards #scribbles

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kittycatasaurus · 4 years ago

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Hisirdoux x Reader // Word count:1.5k No warnings I don’t think?

This was purely self indulgent since there isn’t too much fic of my boy, decided I’d post it in case anyone else wants some douxie love but be warned I haven’t finished a fanfic in years so it might flow poorly and I have no clue how to write speech lmao. I’m pretty sure it’s genderneutral, please let me know if I used masc/fem pronouns for reader anywhere and I’ll make sure to check carefully if I post anymore fics. Hope at least one person enjoys it but anywho let’s go!

Today was a normal day, average in most every way (for being a day you dared to venture outside). The weather was pleasant and mild, the streets weren’t too busy, and soon enough you would be meeting up with a friend to spend the weekend sleeping over at their apartment. Fortunately for you they lived in the same area, hence you were familiar with the specific building of flats where they resided, however, it had been a while since you’d stepped foot inside one of said architectures. This, paired with the many urban legends you’d heard over the years of ghosts and spirits transporting folks into different dimensions, led to a paranoia of elevators in tall housing complexes. Five or less floors was as comfortable as you would desire ideally. But alas, your friend lived almost on the top floor, meaning it was the elevator for no more than a few minutes, or dozens of flights of stairs. As much as you had your fears, you didn’t feel like walking up all those stairs to arrive exhausted before your friend, so you sucked it up and boarded the elevator. The fact that no one else was inside both put you on edge and caused you to let out a sigh of relief, elevator journeys always feel awkward with a stranger or two.

As you were letting out your nervous breath with closed eyes, you failed to notice one other person board the elevator before the doors shut on their own. Opening your eyes after a few seconds, you were startled by the presence of a young (looking) man dressed in punk-ish attire. The embarrassing noise you let out startled the man as well who turned to face you, eyes wide and a question on his tongue, “Are, are you alright? Did I startle you? My apologies love.” The word ‘love’ broke you out of the trance you’d been under; simply gawking at the beautiful man before you, a blush erupting over your face at such a handsome person referring to you with such a term. Clocking that he’d genuinely asked you something before calling you love, you barely got out an answer, “YES! I mean, yes, thank you, sorry, I’m fine, just spaced out for a moment there…” Trailing off after that mess of a reply, you dropped your gaze to the floor of the elevator. Before the silence could settle the man chuckled before it shifted to full on laughter. Before you could even come up with your next thought, the man stopped his giggling fit to say “I hope that didn’t seem like I was laughing at you, I was really more laughing at your reaction to yourself, that was quite precious, the way you fumbled about with your words.” Honestly you’d probably be quite offended had he not said that with the sweetest smile you had ever had the fortune of witnessing. Still embarrassed, you simply gave a curt nod and resumed looking at the corner. The next few seconds continued in silence as you passed by over half the floors until the elevator came to an abrupt stop. When the doors failed to open upon this pause, it got you thinking something was unfortunately wrong. After a moment of holding your breath, the elevator still failed to either continue its ascension or open the doors, resulting in you letting an “Oh bother” slip out. The man seemed to just then realise the elevator was stuck himself and immediately hit the help button before him.

“Uh, try not to panic alright? I’m sure someone’ll be on their way to help soon so you don’t need to worry.” The stranger’s attempt to reassure and comfort you was greatly appreciated, however you weren’t so much frightened of being trapped in a tight and high up space as you were embarrassed to be in such an environment with a stranger, albeit a cute one. Not wanting to concern the kind man, you managed a somewhat more confident reply than earlier, “Thank you, but I’ll be fine, no worries, I wasn’t going to panic. Um, I really appreciate your consideration though.”

The man looked surprised for a moment before his mouth moved up into a smirk, “Huh, did I imagine our earlier chat or something, you sounded like a whole different person just now.”

His teasing once again caused your face to redden, but you didn’t let him shake you, rolling your eyes with an insincere huff.

“So, I don’t know about you but I’d rather we not spend the next however long in silence. How about we start with names? I’ll go first, the name’s Hisirdoux Casperan, but my friends call me Douxie.” He winked. This ‘Douxie’ character seemed to think he absolutely oozed charm (and he would be right but still) and despite not wanting to fall for it, you couldn’t keep the small grin off your face as he bowed dramatically.

“Nice to meet you Hisirdoux, you can call me (anytime) Y/N. So what brings you round these parts?” You replied.

The pleasant conversation kept up, you were amazed at how easy Douxie was to talk to. Normally the idea of having to talk to a stranger to fill up silence made you want to simply stop existing, but with Hisirdoux you found yourself wanting the chat to last forever. However, all good things must come to an end, you begrudgingly thought as someone finally showed up to pry open the door to allow you and Douxie to leave the elevator. Only then did you realise that the pair of you must have been stuck inside for a couple hours at least as your friend was nervously standing in the hall. Before going over to them, you stopped yourself, turning back to face Hisirdoux who was already looking at you forlorn. He snapped out of it the second he noticed you had turned back to face him though and you swore you could see a blush on his face. Jogging up to him you spoke with unbelievable confidence “I don’t know what I’ll do if I never see you again, so I’m going to have to ask for your number Douxie.”

Hisirdoux was both impressed and flustered by your bold line resulting in him writing his number on your arm with an uncharacteristically shy giggle. All the while your friend stood in awe mere feet away.

“I’ll call you tonight Doux?” You half stated, half asked as you backed up towards your friend. Douxie simply nodded in response as you both waved goodbye.

The second the door closed after you and your friend returned to their flat, your confident façade evaporated and your friend started freaking out as quietly as they could allow themselves to. “OMG OMG OMG” They started, “who was that? They were so cute? You were flirting!” The cheesiest grin was on their face all the while.

“Hush you! His name is Hisirdoux…” You grumbled, ever so embarrassed by their reaction. However, they were clearly not satisfied with the information given to them so you continued “We met on the elevator, what was I supposed to do after he started talking to me, ignore him? Besides you saw how cute he is.” The last part was muttered under your breath but your friend still managed to hear and proceeded to freak again. Deciding to ignore them for the time being, you pulled out your phone and saved Douxie into your contacts debating whether or not to text him yet. Your internal debate ended when you heard “do it” from your friend in a surprisingly soft tone. Looking up, you saw a gentle smile on their face, encouraging you to suck it up and send the boy a text, it was a simple line, just to do the job. “Hey Douxie, this is Y/N, from the elevator :)”, The text was sent before you could begin overthinking. After just a few moments, a reply came through “Thanks for specifying, I might not have remembered had you not mentioned the elevator we only got out of 20 minutes ago ;)” His sarcasm was just as pleasantly irritating through text as it had been in person and all you sent in response was a “>:p”. You pictured him laughing at that and could do nothing to stop the smile that overtook your face. Your friend decided to leave you to your daydreams as they returned to playing whatever game they had on, as Hisirdoux and you managed to continue chatting for hours until it became quite late and your eyes were struggling to stay open. As you let out another long yawn you heard your friend call out, “all right you, pack it in, you need to get to sleep now, say goodnight and finish up already.” After yet another grumble of reluctant agreement, you started on your last text of the night “Ugghhh my friend said I have to go to sleep now so goodnight I guess Doux. Sweet dreams, loverboy <3” Your tired brain had no filter for what was off bounds to say for having just met and you didn't think twice about sending a heart emoji before tucking yourself under the covers and closing your eyes, almost immediately zonking out. One last text came through, though you wouldn’t see it until morning, wishing you pleasant dreams as well, although Hisirdoux ended his message with ‘angel’, liking the name loverboy for himself.

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mysteriesmuse · 4 years ago

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Douxie Casperan x Reader One Shot

Here's a fluffy kind of one shot I just wanted to do. I got inspired from late nights coming back from band practices and gigs and things that I really miss doing during this time. Hope you Enjoy! :)

Title: Just Another Normal Day (Part 1)

The night was young and the atmosphere pleasurable. The pelting rain and the rhythmic swish of windshield wipers and the push and pull of the wind tempting.

You drummed you're fingers absent mindedly as you hummed a new song from Ash Dispersal Pattern.

"Oh, you like that one?" Douxie called from the sidewalk ruffling his now wet bangs. With a click he opened the door to the backseat and placed his guitar case on the floorboards.

Turning around you grinned with new found energy, "If I do recall I helped you come up with the idea for it."

"Aye, that you did and it was nuclear." He winked with a chuckle before closing the door and jumping into the passenger seat.

"You got all our stuff packed up yet?" Archie joked stretching in your lap. The two of you had gone to wait for Douxie to finish the last bit of packing with the band.

"Yea, we're all done for the night."

"So, we're not taking the drum set back tonight?" You asked with a brow raised. Archie also turned around to stare at Douxie as you stroked his fur.

"That we are not." Doux replied. You and Arch gave each other an incredulous look.

"Alright," you drawled. Arch purred crossing over into Douxies lap.

"About time, that Drummer really ought to get a larger car. It's exhausting using our time to drag it back for them."

"I have to agree with Arch," you replied carefully pulling out of the back parking lot, "The late drive there and back, plus whatever ghouls you've got cooked up makes up for a long night."

"Don't forget his actual cooking." Arch replied waving a paw and laughing heartily.

"Oh my gosh." You choked before laughing wildly with Archie.

Douxie had some qualms with the centuries ovens. Mainly he kept setting stuff a flame and there had been many singed edges of clothing and several burns tended to late in the night.

"Hey, I've been alive for centuries! Give me a break." Doux exclaimed throwing his hands into the air pouting. He waited by slouching into the passenger seat with his arms crossed as you as Archie finished laughing.

Leaping off Douxies lap Arch went to dig in a bag from the back seat. Promptly Douxie yelped sputtering as he reaches for the object that was chucked at him.

"Twizzlers?" He called estacially. He pulled the corner open with his teeth before grabbing a fistful and ripping off a piece.

Glancing over at him with a smile you waved your hand, "Well, we," you said gesturing between you and Archie. "We thought that you had done such a fantastic job with this first big gig of yours with Ash Dispersal Pattern that we'd go and get you some."

"Yes, we're proud of you Douxie. Your music is really good." Archie added from the back seat. Swallowing down a laugh, goodnaturedly, Archie smiles at his familiar.

Douxies lean cheek puffed up like a chipmunk as he chewed the Twizzlers. His cheekbones lifted up and squished up crinkling the corner of his hazel eyes. The edgey eyeliner Claire insisted on doing crinkled at the corners and smudged at the side of his eyes twinkling as they pasted each routine lamppost.

After a long admiring glance you turned back to the road. After getting off on your chosen exit you yawned.

Doux noted this turning over and watching as you continued driving. Looking out he recongized the surroundings and figured it'd be 20 minutes until you got home.

Once the said 20 minutes were up you managed find a parking space out front the old bookstore.

"Hm." You were currently holding a sleeping Archie in your arms waiting for Douxie to get his things out of the back and open the front door with his keys.

The slight breeze blowing blew through your t-shirt as you held Archie closer in front to block the nipping wind.

Thud.

Douxie turned in from the road and walked up with his guitar on his back, duffle bag on his arm, and keys in the other. "I know, love," he grinned sleepily while walking past and gently bumping shoulders with you to make it to the door.

You waited back, swaying slightly and holding Archie as you involuntarily shivered from another set of breezes.

Douxie fumbled with the key ring in his hand before finding the right key and inserting it. He walked in propping the door open with his foot as you walked in with Archie.

You continued as Douxie went back to lock up the car and the store.

“Y/N did we make it back already-“

“Yeah, we’re back. Although-“ you turned around seeing Douxie doing some light cleaning about the store “I think you have some more time to sleep before you guys go patrolling.”

Archie nuzzled you under your chin and purred as you walked up the stairs to the living area. You then gently placed him onto the sofa to rest.

Walking over into the kitchen you began to pull out ingredients for a quick meal.

“Oh fuzzbuckets.”

Douxie exclaimed from downstairs a light crash being heard following it. You sighed before going back to pulling ingredients. There would not be a Douxie Disaster in the kitchen today if you had any say in it. Plus, you had enough energy left to whip something up for the boys.

You grabbed the cherry tomatoes from the basket sitting on the counter and sliced them up. The leafy baby spinach leafs all washed, and you quickly cracked through cracking all those eggs and seasoning them.

Douxie had begun walking upstairs. The aroma beginning to waft in the little living area.

Archie sat at the table, bright and awake now, “Are those the tomatoes that the Nunez’s gave us?”

“They sure are.” You replied without looking up from the pan.

Douxie nodded in acknowledgment of the conversation. He did recall you returning with tomatoes as a gift from the Nunez’s the other day.

Striding over to the fridge he grabbed the bag of bagels and put one half of one into the into the toaster. The other half set into the bag before twisting it back up and setting the bag back into the fridge. The other half stored away for another day.

“Want some coffee, rockstar?” Archie asked from atop the counter as he pressed buttons on the coffee machine. His paws rifling through the box of filters.

“Yeah, we’re going to need it if we’re trapping the rest of those grizzly gruesomes.”

“Is that was it is this week in Arcadia?” You asked flipping over the omelette with your spatula.

“Yes, although I believe the term the locals prefer to use would be raccoons.”

“This is true,” Douxie added.

The locals didn’t like to talk about the undergoings of their town so openly. They much preferred keeping it under wraps. Plus, Arcadia had so many troublesome creatures that they couldn’t bother to name them all.

The kitchen was filled with a quick bought of laughter as the three laughed about this running inside joke in the town.

“It’s done,” you called coming over and placing the omelettes on plates for everyone before bringing them to the table.

Archie was already there waiting eagerly as you set his plate down.

“Are you coming Douxie?” You asked hearing him move about in the kitchen.

“Almost done,” he called. The cream cheese was being spread across the toasted side of the bagel. Nodding in satisfaction at the amount Douxie went about putting the things he used away before quickly coming over to the table to eat.

Your hungry eyes watched as Douxie slid the bagel and cream cheese onto your plate.

Immediately you picked it up and took a bite, “Fhank you Douxie.” You cheered, the thanks muffled by the bagel in your mouth. Shaking his head with a smile Douxie ruffles your hair before rounding the table to sit in his chair.

“These are good tomatoes,” Douxie comments taking a mouthful.

“It’s excellent cooking Y/N.” Archie replied licking his paws to clean at his face.

“If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to use the litter box before we go.” With that Archie hopped off the chair and made his way towards the bathroom.

Licking your lips you stood up and grabbed the dishes, “I’ll take care of these.” You replied placing them in the dishwasher.

“I don’t suppose this will be a quick job?” You asked from the kitchen.

“Don’t wait up for me. It’ll be long,” Douxie chuckled as he stood up and began chugging his mug of coffee.

“Yeah I know...” you turned towards him, “I liked your set list tonight. Lots of cool new songs thrown in there.”

Douxie paused his swing of coffee taking in your Cheshire grin, his eyes round as saucers, “Did you?”

What were you giving him that look for?

“Yes.” You replied smiling as you swaggered over towards him slinging your arms over his shoulders, “I know what you did Casonova. You’re not so sly.”

Douxie smirked he knew you were smart enough to pick up on it.

“Do you now?” He grinned placing his hands on your forearms as you forked through the hair at the base of his neck.

“And did you like it?” Douxie whispered opening his eyes from the listful combing of your fingers.

Leaning in you gave him a lopsided grin, “I loved it.”

Douxie smiled wistfully looking at your expression. “I’m glad,” he replied curtly, restlessly pulling you in.

The colliding foreheads, bridges of noses, did nothing to deter you guys. It was part of the distinct pleasure of normalcy.

Breaking apart your chest heaved up and down as you panted.

Douxie grinned down at you as he rested his forehead against your. “Somebody was impatient to get that kiss,” reaching up to feel his bottom lip he distinctly felt the twinging throb of esctasy, or perhaps that’s just from where you gave your playful love bite.

A low hum escaped your throat as you shook your head against Douxies forehead, “I was being patient. I just couldn’t take it anymore.”

“Ah, well I do still get my mission kiss don’t I?” Douxie beamed staring into your eyes.

Archie lurked by the door licking himself waiting for the nights escapades.

“I don’t see why not?” You shrugged watching Douxie close his eyes with puckered lips.

Instead you leaned around to give him a sweet peck on the cheek watching him blink and take a step back in confusion.

“Oh, you wound me!” Doux exclaimed placing a hand to his forehead dramatically.

Scoffing you rolled you eyes, “Oh calm down, you get plenty.”

Bringing a hand to your chin as if you were contemplating it you extended your hand and held Douxies chin with you thumb and forefinger. Tilting it side to side you let go with one final flick laughing. Douxie also began laughing too.

In a grand sweeping gesture he extended his arms out wide. “Oh~” he began singing in a false high note. Slapping a hand and dragging it down your face you knew what he was doing.

Not without some giggles escaping you walked over and began pushing him towards the door, “No, no. You have a job to do. There’s no time for the pitiful bard routine!”

The playful halfhearted shoving and swatting elicited many chuckles as Douxie practically put all his weight on you.

“Oh dear,” Archie replied rounding the corner of the hallway, “Not the playful bard routine.”

You grunted shoving Douxie with your shoulder, “Yes.”

With a flick of his tail Archie replied, “I don’t think I can help you with that Y/N.”

“Seriously?” You called watching Archie head back towards the front door.

“Seriously.”

Leaning back comfortably Douxie crossed his arms loosely and rested the back of his head on yours, “How are you doing down there?”

“Oh, just fine,” You huffed. The only advantage Douxie had was being outrageously handsome and lean. However, he was also very light.

In a fast paced motion you began shoving him towards the door.

“Hey!” Douxie squawked flailing his arms, “How are you pushing me?”

“You should know by now that I can push you.”

Laughing you two made it to the top of the stairs, Douxie still playfully resisting, but good natured he relented and made his way down the stairs.

Leaning over the banister on your forearms you waved, “Have fun boys!”

“Farewell, Deliciae! Aphrodite herself is jealous," Douxie exclaimed with a bow and wink before walking out the door with Archie.

Letting out a breathy laugh you looked down at you forearms a blush rising to your cheeks. You let out a sigh while smiling and shook your head, “Always the flirt.”

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yellowmagicalgirl · 3 years ago

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Thanks for the tag and the excuse to procrastinate! 1) Your favorite fic that you've written (or the one you want to give a shout out to) I think I have to say Destiny's Pawn. It's my longest fic, and given that this was written back when Douxie was nothing more than a few minutes of canon I'd say it's halfway there to being an original fic (that borrows heavily from Arthurian legend). I reread it a lot since it's something really tailored to myself. 2) Your favorite fic title that you've come up with Cast Away Your True Love's Kiss I really like the way it sounds and the rhythm to it. Also, it has the added bonus that I was able to come up with the title all on my own, as opposed to having to use/modify a song lyric. 3) How do you get inspiration to write? I mean, actually opening up the Word document helps a ton. So do those "if you see this go write X many sentences" posts; these two help my executive dysfunction. If there's a particular mood/ship/au I already have a playlist for then I'll put that on to help get me in the mood. 4) Your favorite genre/subgenre of fic to write *twirls around, grinning and holding a knife that drips with blood* ANGST! I'm good at it (mainly due to the fact that I have more practice with it, but also because I was edgy as a young teen and would only come up with angst and hurt/comfort fic ideas) and it's always fun to watch the readers cry over my fic 😈 5) Do you have other hobbies? I do digital art, on occasion. I'm also going to be DM-ing for a D&D campaign for the school club I'm in. 6) A fun fact about you that a lot of people may not know I co-wrote a couple original fiction series in middle school. They weren't published or even novella-length books, but for the time my friend and I were very proud of them at the time. 7) Pick one character to self project onto Claire. Like her, I am a Latina former gifted student with at least one anxiety disorder, so I feel justified in projecting. 8) Favorite genre of music I'm a huge fan of cinematic rock - which is to say, when you take a rock song and give it an orchestral backing. 9) Your favorite singer/band ...do I have to choose one? I guess I've really liked Evanescence lately. 10) How have your experience in fandom been? I've made friends, and I enjoy writing fic, but let me put it to you this way: my first big fandom that I engaged in was Miraculous Ladybug, which disappointed me as a show, and then Voltron Legendary Defender, which disappointed me as a fandom before the show could disappoint me. Afterwards I ended up migrating to ToA, which was cool at first but as it got bigger it attracted more toxic fans (or maybe they just became toxic w/o thinking) who used the same arguments as the toxic VLD fans did. At this point, I'm tired and use the block and filter buttons without mercy. I'm tagging (participation is optional)@dork-empress, im-the-king-of-the-ocean, @autumnalfallingleaves, @elizabethemerald, @depreshroom, and @gayspiderman

Interview with a fanfic author tag!

I came up with this idea in the shower so if I’m taking someone else’s idea, all credit goes to them.

This is just a way to get to know an author better that I thought would be fun!

Your favorite fic that you’ve written (or just one you want to give a shout out to)

Definitely my favorite fic I’ve written (as of now) is sheltering the boy I knew (from all the hell I’ve put him through). It was a collaboration I did with @angels-creative where Peter was involved in WandaVision.

2. Your favorite fic title that you’ve come up with

Probably they see right through me (can you see right through me?). it’s a Taylor Swift lyric from her song The Archer, but it really fits the context of the story because Lloyd is both struggling to get back to normal after he was possessed, but also trying to hide the fact that he’s sick.

3. How do you get inspiration to write?

I listen to a lot of music, but I also go back and watch the source material. Reading (fanfic or otherwise) is also really helpful.

4. Your favorite genre/subgenre of fic to write.

Angst is so fun because you get to dive into the character (or characters) mind and trauma, but any time I can make humor work, it’s just so fun and is definitely a favorite, although rare.

5. Do you have other hobbies?

I really love coloring and reading, but also make-up is a huge passion of mine.

6. A fun fact about you that a lot of people may not know.

I’m really good at cooking and I think it’s from my dad.

7. Pick one character to self project onto, go!

Stiles Stilinski, my man, I am so sorry for how I treat you. I just relate to you a little too much.

8. Favorite genre of music.

Pop. Cause it really can encompass anything. But if I actually have to pick something, I love rock music.

9. Your favorite singer/band

At the moment, it’s Taylor Swift, but I’m really obsessed with Tyler Posey too.

10. And finally, how has your experience in fandom been?

I’ve been involved in fandom culture since December 2015, and there have been ups and downs for sure, but I’ve really found my people now, and I’m in a really good place with fandom.

Tagging: @angels-creative @marvelous-writer @hailing-stars @rosiehunterwolf @blondsak @doctornineandthreequarters @endless-whump @forasecondtherewedwon @justme–emily @ninja-go-to-therapy and anyone else who wants to do the tag!

#tag game #long post #my writing

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winter-leftovers · 1 year ago

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Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter seven Forget me not (7/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: Y/n and Douxie go on a date. Barbara is worried about her children.

Word count: 2004

Warnings: nono

(Season 1 Episodes 11/12/13)

Song?: Los caminos de la vida by Vicentico

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Myosotis, commonly known as “forget-me-not”, symbolizes hope for everlasting love, remembrance, true and enduring love, trust, and faithfulness.

Y/n looked at herself in the rusty mirror for what it felt like the thousandth time, while she brushed her hair with her fingers.

After Douxie left, time seemed to change. Her shift went so fast and so slow at the same time. She felt her stomach turn like the chicken she had for lunch. Her body and her mind couldn’t believe she had a date with the only person who could make her nervous: Douxie.

She stepped back and saw Jim’s old Gun Robot shirt. She cursed herself for choosing today to use it.

“I think you should clean yourself up before coming to work, you know?” Randy joked from the door of the small bathroom.

“Not funny” Y/n twirl around judging her outfit, again.

“Where’re you going?”

“Douxie invited me for coffee” she mumbled.

“What?” Randy put a hand on his ear and got closer.

“Douxie invited me to get coffee after my shift” she said a little louder.

Randy laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Y/n looked back at him with her arms crossed. She usually didn’t care about Randy’s teasing but today, her nervousness had killed all the fun in her.

“I was right!” He clapped.

Y/n raised an eyebrow

“Come on! Congratulate me for noticing! I never catch this stuff” he laughed.

She rolled her eyes and returned to the mirror.

“Stop looking at yourself in the mirror. You are going to make a hole on it” he put his arm around her shoulders and took her out of the bathroom “You look great! It’s going to go great!”

“You think?” She looked at him hopeful.

Y/n always considered herself a loner. She had never felt a connection with anyone, romantic or just platonic. Not in high school, not in college. Eventually she gave up. She had all the people she needed: Barbara, Jim, Toby and Nana. She didn’t need anyone else. But when she came back to Arcadia and started working at the shop, Randy made his way through the walls she had built.

“Of course! Just one thing, a small, tiny thing” they walked to the counter “Don’t leave in the middle of the date just because your brother calls you”

“What!?”

“Come on, Y/n! I know you! And I’ve seen you lately. Every time Jim calls, you drop everything!”

“He’s my little brother” she left the embrace.

“I know! But you should have some fun without Jim sometimes” he grabbed her by the shoulders “Have fun with someone your age for once! Outside me of course!”

“Aren’t you like thirty?” She joked.

“Hey! I’m the lovely and young age of twenty seven” Randy went behind the counter.

Y/n sighed. She knew Randy was right. Lately everything had been about Jim and the trolls, maybe distracting herself a little would help.

Right?

“There he is” Randy pointed to the window.

Y/n turned around and saw Douxie walking to the door.

“Have fun but not more fun than with me and be safe” Randy said quickly and disappeared in the back.

Douxie knocked on the closed door.

Y/n took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves.

“Hey” she smiled.

“Hello, love” Douxie smiled back with all the confidence he didn’t have this afternoon “Ready?”

“Ready” she fixed the strap of her bag and closed the door behind her.

Douxie looked so beautiful under the dusk light. His dark hair dancing with the breeze, his beautiful hazel eyes looking at her. Y/n was transfixed

“I brought you this” he gave her three little flowers.

“Forget me nots’” she chuckled.

“Yeah, I wanted to buy you an actual bouquet but I wasn’t sure what flowers you’d like” he scratched the back of his head.

Y/n laughed to herself “This is a good pick. I love forget me nots” she caressed the three small flowers “My mom told me this story when I was little about these flowers being named that because they were afraid of being forgotten by god. After hearing that, I became obsessed with the flower. I don’t know. Something about that story really moved little six years old me” Y/n turned and saw Douxie smiling at her.

“Sorry. I got weird” she fake laughed.

“No, it’s okay. I get it” he sounded soft. Softer than Y/n ever heard him.

“So, where do you wanna go?” She changed the subject trying to move on from the awkwardness she felt.

“Follow me”

—

The sun was long gone. Douxie and Y/n climbed to the ceiling of Douxie’s bookstore. Between some sweets and the most delicious tea Y/n ever tasted, they talked about everything. Douxie told her about his friends, the band and moving to Arcadia. Y/n told him about her family, her music and how she didn’t know where her life was supposed to go. She couldn’t stop the words from falling. In any other circumstance she wouldn’t talk so much, but Douxie, Douxie was different. He made her feel comfortable, at ease to talk about anything. Anything. At times, she felt like she had to stop herself from telling him about the secret she’s been keeping.

In contrast with the date, the walk home was quiet. It wasn’t an awkward silence, it was comfortable. They walked side by side observing the view Arcadia had to offer, the calmness that existed during the night.

“This is me” Y/n pointed to her door.

They stopped and looked at each other.

“I had fun” she smiled.

“Me too” he mirrored her and took one step forward “I hope we can do it again” he took her hand.

“Me too” she breathed.

Y/n and Douxie were so close that their noses touched.

“What are you doing?” The door swung open.

Douxie and Y/n jumped back. Douxie grabbed Y/n by the waist and pushed her close.

“Jesus, Jim” Y/n screamed taking a step forward “What are you doing?!”

“Oh, sorry, Y/n! I thought you were a gob…”

Y/n moved to the side so her little brother could see she wasn’t alone.

“Oh, hey” Jim frowned.

“Sorry about him” Y/n pushed Jim into the house with her hand.

“Don’t worry” Douxie smiled, his cheeks were still rosy “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah” she smiled.

“Ugh!” Jim was disgusted.

“Go back inside” she pushed Jim inside once more “I’m going to kill you” she whispered once Douxie was far enough.

—

“Master Jim, you must listen to me very carefully. They’ve captured me and want you to come to the Bridge…Alone. DON’T COME IT’S A TRAP” Blinky screamed .

“Give me that! It appears things have grown awkward, Mr Lake. Meet me in the alley beside the theater if you ever want to see your friend again” Strickler said

“DON’T OPEN THE BRIDGE!” Blinky screamed “UNDER NO CIRCUMSTAN…” and the voicemail was done.

“I’ve listened to it a hundred times now, and I still don’t know what to do” Jim sat in the hospital bed with scratches all over his face.

Last night, after Y/n went to bed, Jim left to take care of trollhunting business that end up in a fight with some goblins.

“You don’t have to do this alone. You’ve got Aaarrrgghh, Draal, Y/n, me” Toby said.

“They said I had to be alone. If I’m not, what do you think they’ll do to Blinky?” Asked Jim.

“Blinky made it clear ‘Under no circumstances’” Y/n reminded him.

“Enough friends have gotten hurt because of me. No more”

“Well, it’s your call. You’re the Trollhunter. Here” Toby handed the amulet back to him.

Y/n sighed

“I picked it up in the woods after they dragged you away. I thought since we found it together, we’d always be in this together”

“Hello, Toby” Barbara interrupted.

“Hey, Dr Lake. I was just leaving. He’s all yours” Toby smiled “ Can you believe it? Coyotes!” He added before finally leaving.

Y/n pinched her nose.

“You have good friends. One even stayed by your side all night” Barbara walked to Jim’s bed and sat at the feet of it by Y/n side.

“Toby is a great…”

“Actually, it was a girl. She said her name was Claire” Barbara corrected.

Y/n wiggle her eyebrows at Jim who was dumbstruck.

“I want you to talk to me and I expect to hear the truth. What were you doing in the woods?” Barbara spoke again.

Y/n sat a little straighter and looked at her brother. She couldn’t help him out on this one.

“Well, Claire thought she heard her brother crying in the woods, so we went in, but it was this pack of crazy coyotes and…”

“The truth, Jim.” His mother interrupted his rambling “Those scratches weren’t from coyotes”

“I swear! You can ask Claire!” He insisted.

“Stop lying to me!” Barbara stood up and looked through the window “You come home from school covered in bruises, sneak out in the middle of the night, get arrested for a silly Chubby Tracker?”

“I know you’re angry but..” Jim lifted his hands and Barbara took them

“Angry? I’m not angry and I’m long past worried. I’m terrified!”

Y/n lowered her gaze. She was so consumed in her apparent loss of memory and worrying about Jim that forgot that her mother.

“I found this in a cookbook” she took out an envelope from her coat. It was Jim’s letter.

“It’s…still sealed” Jim said

“Whatever is happening, whatever it is you’re afraid to say. I want you to tell me, face to face” she put the letter on his lap “Believe it or not, there was a time when you used to share everything with me. Both of you” she caressed Jim’s cheek and grabbed Y/n’s hand.

The siblings looked at each other and lowered their gaze.

“Fine” she stood up “If that’s the way you feel, your doctor has discharged you, Mr Lake. Good luck at the play” she left.

“Mom, I’m sorry” Jim pleaded but her mother couldn’t hear him.

—

Y/n sat in the audience, swinging her left foot back and forth, waiting for the play to start, or at least that was what the people passing by could see. In reality, Y/n was waiting for her brother and friends to return from a dangerous crusade.

Jim, Toby, Draal and Aaarrrgghh were rescuing Blinky while she maintained the appearances at the school’s play. Her anxiety was kicking at her ribcage, her right thumbnail almost gone from the constant biting. Nothing could calm her. She wanted to go and fight alongside her brother to keep him safe, but after what happened earlier with her mom, someone had to keep up with the image. Being the one waiting was killing her. Her brain was filling itself with awful scenarios. Bular was strong, powerful and had many years of training over the trollhunters. Everything could go terribly wrong.

She imagines herself running to the bridge and stabbing Bular with a sword from the exhibit giving an end to all of this. No more stress. No more nightmares of Jim dying. Jim could be a normal kid.

Fortunately, Jim showed up on time and with the news of Bular’s slaying. Y/n felt her lungs fill with air more easily. This wasn’t the end. Jim was still the Trollhunter and more dangers were ahead but tonight, everyone would sleep a little better

A/n: fun fact ig?: I didn’t know the existence of the forget me not until i played the arcana! (And got obsessed with muriel 👀) also read the little story on a fan fic long ago so idk if it's a common story or not. It popped up in my head while writing. Also, the selection for the song on this one was so complicated 😭😭 I didn’t want to put a song in spanish but it is the one that fit the most. Look up the lyrics, is a beautiful song

#douxie x reader #tales of arcadia #douxie #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #trollhunters #toa #my writing #Til The End Of Eternity

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