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Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter twenty five: As The World Caves In (25/?)

(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: Merlin and the trollhunter team make Jim take a decision. Y/n and Douxie have their last night on earth.

Word count: 4150

Warnings: a lil of angst. +16 stuff, implied smut, nothing explicit

See episode ten of Trollhunters before reading for extra rage!

(Season 3 Episodes 9, 10)

Song?: As The World Caves In by Sarah Cothran

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“We’re home, mom! Y/n! Merlin?” Y/n heard the front door opening “Got the stuff you needed”

Her heart increased its already fast pace.

“He is going to kill me” she whispered as she looked up at the couple surviving pieces of Jim’s vespa laying on the garage’s table from her place on the floor.

“Ugh” Merlin rolled his eyes. The wizard was tired of the girl’s nervousness.

Y/n ignored him. She tried and tried to explain to him how important the vespa was but it didn’t seem to matter to him. It didn’t fit his logic, if it does fit what Merlin already believes, he won't try to do it any other way.

“What’s that smell?” Toby complained.

“Hell” Y/n screamed to the trollhunter team that were still at the door.

“We’re in the garage” Blinky announced.

Aaarrrgghh and Blinky were still impregnated by the horrid smell of the cave where Merlin sent them to look for something that he didn’t allow Y/n to see.

Jim followed the voice of the troll, opening the door followed by Toby and Claire carrying the trophies of their conquest.

“It appears your little excursion was just as fruitful as our own” Blinky pointed to the table.

“My vespa?” Jim screamed, only being able to focus on the remains of his bike.

“I’m so sorry, Jim” Y/n stood up.

“Aaah” he dropped to the floor in agony “what did you do?”

“I put it to much better use” Merlin nodded and Y/n pulled one of the covers “This one is for Tobias”

“What?! We got armors too?!” Toby screamed as the sheet fell to the ground revealing an orange suit of armor “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this! So cool! So cool!” He ran up to it to look it up closer. With one of his finger, he carefully caresed the metal “Look how shiny it is”

Y/n smiled, happy that her work with Jim’s bike had made him so happy. She took a step back and looked at her father before revealing the last one.

“And this one is for Lady Claire” Merlin said as the sheet fell revealing a purple set of armor.

“Oh. Wow” Claire breathed “Holy guacamole”

“Do you like it?” Y/n smiled “I used purple because is totally your color”

“Yes” the girl carefully touched the metal “You did this?”

“I like mine better” Toby stated.

“I’m glad. I did it thinking of you” Y/n chuckled, turning to Claire “Yeah. I’m going to have metal under my nails for a hundred years”

“Wow. Thanks. It’s amazing” Claire smiled.

Y/n blushed. She took a step back to observe the happiness her work has made.

“Good work” Merlin ruffled Y/n hair.

She smiled back to her father. Besides being forced to destroy her brother’s bike the afternoon was very tame, nice even. Merlin let her take the lead in the design and construction of the armors. Father and daughter working together side by side on the floor of the garage, recounting old memories in between the comfortable silence.

“That’s surprisingly nice of you, Merlin” Jim said.

“Quick query” Blinky wasn’t as trusty as his student “If we’ve been collecting items for a spell to thwart Gunmar, then why would they require armor?”

“A spell? You thought we would stop Gunmar and Angor Rot without going to war?” Merlin couldn't believe the ingenuity of the troll.

Y/n shifted in her place. They still haven’t recovered from the consequences from the last war but Merlin was right. There wasn’t any other way

“Do you have sand for brains?” The wizard started pacing.

“Wait, a war?” Jim asked.

“Once freed,” Merlin cracked his neck “Morgana will attempt to bring forth the Eternal Night”

“Free Morgana?” Y/n’s voice came out more hopeful than she wanted to.

“Sounds like you’re saying you’re not going to stop Gunmar from freeing that witch” Claire stopped playing with her new armor and turned to the wizard.

“Oh, did I not make myself clear? I’m not here to stop Gunmar” Merlin clenched his fists behind his back. Y/n frowned, she only saw him do this a couple of times: once when Douxie wouldn’t shut up about his staff after almost dying and a couple of times when discussing important matters with King Arthur “I’m here to kill Morgana”

Y/n felt her knees give out. She walked back until she found a solid surface, a wall to hold the weight of her soul. Maybe it was naive, childish even but all these years she hoped to bring back the Morgana she knew, that maybe, if they gave her enough time, Y/n could find a way to bring back the sister she once knew, but with this war, Merlin wouldn’t give her the time.

Her father’s possible words resonated in her mind “Grow up, Y/n! She’s a monster! She’s never going to change! We have to kill her, now!” She would cry and her father would mellow, he would understand the grief her daughter is going through and say “I’m sorry, Birdie but there is no other way”

“And maybe there’s no other way. Maybe I have to grow up. Maybe my sister has been dead this whole time” she thought.

“Jim. Jim. Jim!” Y/n was brought back by Claire’s screams.

“Want to weigh in here?” An irritated Toby asked the trollhunter “Merlin just dropped the bomb we have to let Morgana loose”

Y/n looked around, her father had walked to the other side of the room somehow. She walked by the entrance door where he was standing and sat down on the steps, her body still too shaky to stand.

“Wait, he destroyed my Vespa” Jim said.

Y/n chuckled, lowering her head, her shoes suddenly more calming. Looks like she wasn’t the only one at her limit.

“He what? See? Then you must listen to the voice of reason. Mine!” Blinky screamed.

“Gunmar has the staff of Avalon. Soon he will find a way to free her. This is when we will strike. Together, we’ll slay Morgana before the Eternal Night starts” Merlin explained.

“Woah woah woah” interrupted Toby “I’m sorry, you want Jim to go up against Gunmar and Angor Rot and Morgana?”

“Do you have any other idea?” Y/n asked, already disheartened by the circumstances.

“Now is the time to strike” Merlin didn’t let Toby answer “She’s been imprisoned for centuries and she will be at her weakest. This is our best chance”

“Wait” Claire stepped forward “If Jim defeats Morgana, you get your magic back”

Y/n lifted her head.

“That would be a pleasant bonus, yes” Merlin frowned.

“Oh, you only want your magic back!” Blinky said ironically “Aaarrrgghh, my friend, put your fist through the old man’s face”

“Well, that’s not fair” Y/n stood up, her face revealing the anger she felt at her friends.

“Mmm. Old man make sense. Stop witch forever” Aaarrrgghh shook his head.

“I’m with Blinky. Sounds like Merlin wants his magic back” Toby said.

“What if Merlin’s right? He’s been right about everything else” Claire frowned, scared of making the wrong choice.

“Thank you” Merlin bowed.

“Claire” Toby chuckled “Gunmar and Morgana wants to destroy the world” he turned to Merlin “We live in this world!”

“Yet, this world is protected by the trollhunter. What say he?” Merlin turned to Jim

“Uuh” Jim looked back at the expecting eyes “I need to think”

“Then, I await your decision” Merlin bowed.

“Jim” Y/n walked up to him with a soft smile in her face, she grabbed his hands “The decision you make is the one I’ll be happy to fight for”

Jim nodded, returning the smile with difficulty, the nervousness creeping into his spine.

Y/n turned back to leave.

“Whatever you choose, if we are to fight, we’ll need an army. Aaaarrrgghh and I will see what we can do. As to whom we are fighting. I’ll leave that to master Jim” Blinky said.

Merlin and Y/n shared a look and rolled their eyes.

—

“She’s not receiving my texts” Y/n tipped with one hand and bitted her other index fingernail.

“Thanks. Call me if you do” Claire says to her phone “My mom hasn’t seen her either”

“She’s not at the hospital” added Toby.

Jim and Y/n looked at eachother, hoping that the other had news they hadn’t shared.

“Asking for mommy’s permission?” Merlin mocked from behind the fridge.

“Shut up” Y/n turned, pointing Merlin with her phone “I used to ask for permission to breathe. There’s no need to be an ass”

Merlin raised his eyebrows, a half smile in his face.

“You’re asking us to wage a war. It’s only fair to have everyone weigh in” Jim explained, calmer than Y/n.

“I’m feeling a bit peckish. Where do you keep your fresh haggis?” Merlin looked through the fridge.

“What sort of cannibal wizard hungers for boiled meat in a sheep’s stomach? Ugh” Toby turned to the door “I’ll see if anyone at the school has seen her”

“What kind of sixteen year old knows what a haggis is?” Y/n frowned.

Before Toby could open the door he was tackled by Nomura.

“Jeez, lady, don’t you knock?” He complained.

“Nomura!” Jim ran to aid his friend and the changeling.

“Blood! There’s blood on the rug and it’s purple!” Toby screamed.

“What happened?” Y/n walked up to the changeling.

“Usurna tried to capture me at the museum” Nomura stood up with difficulty “Gunmar needs a changeling to activate the staff of Avalon”

“So he found a way around my safeguard. He needs human hands who can speak in troll tongue. If they fail to take her, they’ll look for others” Merlin looked at Jim.

“Strickler” he said.

“Mom” Y/n said.

“Do you think she’s with him?” Claire asked.

Jim quickly pulled out his phone and called Strickler only to be sent to voicemail.

“We don’t know for sure she was with him” Toby tried to be positive.

“Don’t be naive” Y/n burst his bubble.

“Split up and search everywhere! Find my mother!” Desperation irradiated from Jim’s plea.

“It’s okay. We’ll find them, Jim” Claire smiled.

Y/n turned to Merlin her eyes full of tears:

“Please, let me go with them” she grabbed his arm.

“Of course, Birdie. What kind of man wouldn’t let her daughter look for her mother?” He smiled, wiping with his thumb the tear that had fallen.

“Thank you, father” she hugged him, her cheek hitting the cold metal of the armor.

“Go” he kissed her head.

Y/n ran to the center of Arcadia looking in every corner hoping to find her mother’s red hair but only finding empty spaces. She walked and walked, praying that she was wrong, that she didn’t send Claire and Toby to a dangerous fight. She imagined Strickler and her mother having a date in a remote corner of Arcadia and for the first time she didn’t want to pull her hair out.

“Meow”

Y/n feet stopped. She looked down, tears falling down from her face, she chuckled.

“Hi, Al”

“Meow” he repeated, rubbing himself between her legs.

Y/n kept looking at the cat with amusement. The way his skinny body moved in circles between her legs, his soft fur felt against his shaky body, how his tail, that seemed burnt at the tip, tickled when it disconnected from her body. Her brain was so filled with tragedy that looking at her cat felt like a religious experience.

“Y/n?” The familiar voice sounded so distant yet so close.

She looked up, finding in the distance the boy, the man which she was hoping to see all day. A smile formed in her face washing away all the tears that were burning her eyes.

“Doux?” she asked, well aware of the answer.

The blue haired guy shifted his broom from hand to hand and waved. His hand stopped in the middle of the air but quickly resumed the greeting.

Y/n laughed at the young wizard, her heart filling with the warmth she craved.

“Doux!” She screamed as she ran to the man’s arms.

“Y/n!” He screamed, dropping the broom to catch her before both of them could fall.

She snaked her legs around his waist, pulling her head away from his neck.

“Hi!” She said with a gigantic smile.

“Hello?” Douxie frowned, his cheeks flushed “are you okay?”

Y/n squinted.

“Were you crying?” Tried to get closer to her eyes.

The sudden happiness that had invaded her body disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Y/n dropped her legs, her eyes filling up once more.

“I’ve been an idiot” she looked deeply into his hazel eyes.

“I really don’t follow” he chuckled, disappointed at the loss of touch.

“Can we talk inside” she points to the library.

Douxie nodded.

Y/n looks at the sky and can’t help to, once again, pray for everyone’s safety.

Y/n followed Douxie to his apartment, to her favourite place in this town: the brown leather couch. She sat down, closing her eyes when her head hit the back. With her eyes closed, she wished she could be more selfish and leave this war to someone else, to go back to her house and say to everyone “hey! We don’t have to do this! Someone else can! Let’s hide at Doux until it’s over!” But she can’t. She couldn’t.

“Do you want something to drink?”

Y/n opened her eyes and found Douxie looking down at her.

“No. No” she grabbed his wrist “Come sit” she pushed him close to her.

“Love, what’s going on? Should I be worried?” Douxie lifted his arms as Y/n finded a comfortable position in his chest.

“I’m sorry for not telling you about everything but I can’t tell you exactly what’s going on” she crossed her arms behind his back “Don’t be mad”

Douxie sighed:

“I’m not mad” he lowered his arms, hugging her back “You said you wanted to talk?”

“I know” her voice trembled.

Douxie looked down at Y/n. Her eyes were lost in whatever was the whole issue at hand. He knew the situation well. Back in Camelot, when Merlin used to make her keep secrets, useless or not so useless secrets that would fill her up, to eat her up, she would shut down like this. Now, she was trying to compartmentalize the secret to tell Douxie what she could without getting into trouble with her father.

“They’re going to free Morgana” Y/n said, tears falling down unapologetically.

“Oh. How…”

“And they’re going to kill her” she sobbed, hiding her face into his chest “I know is the only way…”

“But you hoped it wasn’t” Douxie hugged her tighter.

“Why do we have to do this all over again?” She sat up “Maybe there is another way? I mean…there is a human trollhunter…” she stopped when she saw Douxie’s look.

“I’m sorry” he whispered.

“I know. She doomed and she did it to herself” she lowered her head in Douxie’s shoulder “Maybe in another life”

He hugged her closer trying to absorb the grief from the tragedy that has been following them since they were children. Y/n closed her eyes, melting in his touch.

“Doux” she whispered.

“Mmh?”

“The world may be ending in a couple of hours…” she looked up.

He looked down at her, his eyes full of curiosity.

She lifted her hands placing it in his cheek, the little stubble prickling her palm. He gave into the warmth of her movement.

“I don’t want it to end without being yours” she whispered, her face red as the roses Douxie had brought for her.

“We don’t have time to get married besides Master…” he rambled, too nervous to answer.

Y/n chuckled:

“No, dumbass” her hand falling to his chest as her face got redder by the second.

“Oh. Oh” he face relaxed and tensed back.

“Oh” Y/n mocked with a smile.

Douxie smiled at the girl's attempt to lighten up the mood. He grabbed her face and got closer to her:

“We don’t have to” he whispered.

“I want to” she grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed with the passion of a woman with no future.

Douxie quickly returned the kiss, his hungry hands wandering Y/n’s torso, finding the hem of the shirt and discarding it easily.

Y/n panted as she felt Douxie’s penetrating gaze on her. The flush traveled to her chest as his glossy eyes moved up and down.

“You’re even more beautiful than the first time I saw you” he said, his cheeks as crimson as hers.

“Thank you” Y/n smiled.

Douxie smiled back and kissed Y/n nose making her giggle.

“Should I?” Y/n gently pulled Douxie’s black shirt.

“Do you want to?” He raised his brow “Scandalous”

“Please, don’t tell the ladies of the court” Y/n laughed as she took out Douxie’s shirt.

Y/n was mesmerized. She probably had the same face he had seconds ago. She stretched her hand, with her fingers caressing his chests, his stomach. Obsessing how Douxie would twitch under her touch.

“Now I get all the teenagers” she pressed her palm on his chest “you’re hot”

“Now you get them?” Douxie pretended to be offended.

Y/n nodded with a big smile as she got closer to his neck, biting the place where his shoulder and neck met.

“Ah” he moaned, pulling Y/n away softly by the hair “What was that?”

“In case we survive. I don’t like sharing” she laughed.

“I don’t like sharing either” Douxie lifted Y/n from the couch and disappeared into the bedroom.

—

Y/n closed her eyes, Douxie’s limbs and hers tangled with each other, outside the birds sang and the wind ruffled the trees. For a moment, the world is not ending, nobody is dying, she’s not losing a part of herself. She wishes she could live in this moment but she knows that her wishes always fall on deaf ears, that the god that was assigned to her has left the building long ago. She was granted one wish, one good thing for eternity and she was sharing a bed with him.

She felt Douxie shift so she turned to face him.

“I can’t believe I slept with Douxie from Ash Dispersal Pattern” she joked.

Douxie laughed and lifted his head from the pillow. “Good for you love but you better leave before my girlfriend gets here” he said putting on a raspy voice.

“I’ll kill you” Y/n bitted Douxie’s bicep. “That’s an awful Ozzy by the way”

“I do what I can” he dropped back to the pillow, dragging himself to be closer to Y/n.

“What now?” She buried her hand in Douxie’s hair.

“We wait until you have to go or I’ll have to go to the battle of the bands” Douxie’s hand found a place in Y/n waist.

“No! The battle of the bands! I completely forgot” Y/n pinched the bridge of her nose “How do I still have a job is beyond me” Y/n sighed, her job was at the bottom of her list of priorities right now.

“Shh” Douxie pulled her closer “Let’s just lay here. Let’s wait for the end”

“Thank you” Y/n kissed Douxie's forehead.

“Why?” He whispered.

“For going along” Y/n closed her eyes.

“Til the end of eternity” Douxie kissed her cheek, closing his eyes.

Y/n laid there pretending to be in the woods of her childhood, back where her problems were less smothering, back when she could still dream to run away with the errand boy without hurting anybody. Now, she loved more people than the three she had back then. She couldn’t abandon the world without consequences. She had to fight and fighting was going to cost her ever more than last time.

Something turned in Y/n’s stomach.

“Did you feel that?” She sat up, starting to dress up.

“No, I was falling asleep” Douxie muttered.

Something had just happened that was going to change the balance in the world.

“I have to go” Y/n kissed Douxie.

“Should I go with you?” Douxie sat up once the urgency woke him up.

“No, be normal” she screamed from the living room as she looked for her bag.

Y/n moved her wrist making her staff appear in her hand. She took a deep breath and pointed the staff to the door, focussing to make a portal appear. Her staff shot a dark mass that quickly stabilized. Y/n sighed and crossed it, appearing in her house.

She wanted to shout, she hadn't used dark magic in years but the sense of darkness killed all her joy.

The house was a mess. Furniture thrown around everywhere, the tv was on on a random channel, all of the books where in the floor.

“Jim? Father?” Y/n screamed as she walked on top of a broken vase.

“Birdie! Have you found your mother?” Merlin walked out of the kitchen, unfazed by the mess.

“What happened?” Y/n clenched her staff.

“What had to happen” he walked forward with his hands behind his back “I talked to Jim”

“What did you tell him?” Y/n frowned, the feeling was growing stronger.

“I shared with him a vision I had while I rested” Merlin put a hand on Y/n’s shoulder “I saw a way to finally end this stalemate. To win this war, I must have a champion with a foot in both worlds”

“No” Y/n whispered, shaking her head. She looked up at her father with her eyes full of tear “You didn’t” she pushing his hand away.

“It’s his destiny” Merlin said like it would suffice.

“He is a child!” Y/n screamed “Sixteen. A baby”

“It’s the only way!”

“I don’t care!”

Y/n felt the atmosphere dropping, everything was heavy to be quickly lifted from her shoulders. She looked around, everything seemed similar except her father’s concerned face.

“You’re bleeding” he pointed to her face.

She lifted her hand to her nose and cleaned the blood from under it. She looked at it and looked back at her father.

“I don’t…” she couldn’t finish the phrase, a gigantic explosion in her mind interrupted her. She took her hands to her temples trying to quiet down the sound.

“The Eternal Night is here” Morgana’s voice proclaimed and everything was quiet once more.

Y/n looked up at her father, cleaning up the new blood coming out from her nose:

“She’s out”

Y/n heard the faucet turned on and ran up stairs ignoring the rest of blood in her hands and face.

“Jim” she screamed “Please! Let me find another way!” She screamed and kicked the door.

“Y/n Ambrosius do not interviene. It’s his choice” Merlin warned from the living room.

“Jim! Please!” She cried and knocked on the door until her knuckles bleeded.

Y/n sat by the door in silence as she heard the tub filled up. She screamed and kicked and knocked, he wasn’t coming out.

“I guess I’m staying until you come out” Y/n chuckled “He’s right. It’s your choice and I already told you the decision you make is the one I’ll be happy to fight for. I guess this still applies”

The faucet stopped.

Y/n stood up.

“I love you, Jim” She whispered to the door “I’ll see you on the other side”

Y/n walked down the stairs and sat on the floor looking at her father walking around the room.

“There really wasn’t any other way?” She asked one last time trying to kill her guilt. She already knew if it was in his father’s vision it was probably the only way.

“No” he shook his head.

She nodded. Lowering her head, waiting for Jim to come out. Y/n smiled when she noticed she had accidentally put on Douxie’s shirt.

“Jim” Toby screamed.

Y/n looked at the door. Claire and Toby had brought her mother and Stickler back in one piece.

“Where’s Jim?” Barbara screamed at the wizard that was playing with the tv.

“Finally becoming a true trollhunter” Merlin said.

“You never” Strickler stepped forward.

The house shook, making Barbara follow the sounds.

“Jim! “She screamed “are you in there?”

They screamed and kicked and knocked but Jim wouldn’t answer.

Y/n stood up and walked to her father, like a child who's afraid would do when she can’t tolerate the dark anymore. She pressed her forehead on his back, closing her eyes with force, trying to block out the screams and then the silence.

A/n: every time I see a cat is a religious experience.

I’m back with more!!! I think 4150 words is the longest I ever written in this series I honestly don’t know what happened but I’m happy with this chapter ☺️ sorry for the delay but THEY CUT MY POWER AGAIN FOR THREE DAYS dont get me started you’ll read my manifesto soon. Also my silly course is over friday 🙏🏻 if I pass it would mean extra credit so pray for me

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[semisutopia]

pairings: douxie x fem!reader

warnings: 5.1k word count, smut, name calling (baby, darling, love, pretty boy), making out, straddling, fingering, groping, saliva, hickeys, handjob, eating out, penetration (p in the v), thigh riding, cock riding,

as a writer, writing a romance novel, it's quite common to have a chapter that is completely devoted to sex. smut chapters are actually quite expected in romance books, especially when the main love interests are over 18.

so you sat on your bed, one leg crossed, one knee up, chin rested above it, and stared at the blank page on your laptop. make no mistake of course, you had plenty of, shall we say, unholy thoughts, but for whatever reason, you couldn't find inspiration. almost as if on cue, you heard a knock on your window. 

normally, living on the second floor would deter people from climbing up to your roof, but here, you must remember that hisirdoux was far from normal. you sighed and opened the window to let him in, "you know we have a door, right?".

as he climbed through the open window he responded, "i didn't want zoe to see me. your roommate doesn't exactly approve of me". you snickered, "yes i know, i told her not to. anyways, what do you want?". he leaned on the windowsill, "i felt like coming here. should i not have?".

any other time, you would've tried kicking him out immediately, but seeing as you couldn't get any work done, you decided letting him stay wasn't the worst idea, and decided to watch a movie together as there wasn't much else to do.

"corpse bride?". "yeah sure", you loaded the movie on your tv and walked to your bed. douxie sat at the head of the bed and motioned for you to come near him. you sat next to him but turns out that's not what he meant. he patted the space in between his legs and you gave him an 'are you serious' look. "please?".

damn it he's cute. you placed yourself in between his legs and his arms snaked themselves around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. you relaxed into his touch as the movie started, intertwining your hands with his. the butterflies in your stomach rising as he melted into your touch. 

you looked down at your linked hands, "wait why are you wearing a suit?", you turned to look at him. "ah well, there was this ceremony at school so we had to dress up" "remind me again why you keep going to school events when it's just your alias?". 

he chuckled, "there's not much else to do". "no of course not. it's not like you work two part-time jobs and are a full-time wizard or anything", you said, giggling a bit.

"well, if we're talking about dress codes, how come you're wearing the same skirt you wore last week to the party?". if you were being honest, you wore some lingerie underneath your short skirt and long t-shirt to try and spark something in your writing. 

"why can't i wear it?" "c'mon just tell me", he hugged you tighter. the butterflies came back. "i...i just wanted to spark up some inspiration for my writing" "and what exactly are you writing about?", you could tell he already knew the answer. and he knew exactly what he was doing. "you're really enjoying this, aren't you?" "absolutely".

"something similar to what happened at the party...in this skirt", flashbacks of last saturday flooded your mind as you closed your legs tightly, placing a hand above your skirt. "may i help with that?", he said, dangerously close to your ear. 

"just watch the movie", you tried focusing back on victor and his skeleton bride on the screen, but failed after a few minutes as you felt soft fingertips tracing along your thigh. you decided to ignore it...or try to, at least until he started softly kissing up your neck. 

he placed soft, long kisses along your nape, drawing small circles along your inner thigh, slowly rising higher. "what are you doing...doux?".

he heard you. oh, he definitely heard you, so he kissed you harder, sucking on your skin, and his hand groping your thigh more, other hand on your waist, traveling to your hip. 

both of you were clearly not paying attention to the movie anymore but it didn't matter. 

your hand traveled up to his hair and tugged on it slightly. he hummed in response. soon enough, his fingers reached under your skirt and started touching the lace of your panties. 

you sucked in a sharp breath as his index finger circled your folds. you pulled harder on his hair to stop yourself from being vocal, but that only made him let out a moan, himself. 

fuck that was hot. soon enough, his second finger reached your clit. then his third, and you finally gave in, vocalizing your appreciation. you didn't want him to stop. actually, no, that was incorrect. you wanted more. 

you removed your hand from his hair and brought it down to his chin, lifting his head up from your neck and brought his lips to your own. his right hand came up to your ribcage under your shirt and you shivered at his cold touch. his left hand still playing with you under your skirt. 

you moaned softly into his mouth, eliciting him to bite your bottom lip. this whole thing felt like a positive feedback loop; one of you moans only for the other to react in the same way, and over again. 

"doux..", you seperated for air and leaned your forehead against his. he removed his hand from under your skirt and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. his hand not leaving your face, and making its way down to your neck. "hm?" "please could we⏤", he kissed you abruptly. you responded immediately. you parted and opened your eyes only to see him looking back at you, eyes glossy with desperation. 

you smirked and turned around to face him. you connected your lips again and placed your knee between his legs, making him groan. you placed your hands on his chest to support yourself and he held you by the waist. "turn the tv off, please", he broke the kiss and went back down to your neck. you took the remote from the bedside table and switched the tv off.

you were getting more light headed as he kept kissing you, his hand travelled down to your thigh, gripping it tightly. you rocked your hips back and forth slightly as you hummed into his ear the more he nipped at your soft skin. you were driving him crazy and he wanted so much more of you. he wanted all of you. "pl..please y/n you're driving me mad" "what do you think you're doing to me?".

you pulled away from him, "give me your tie". normally, he would have asked why but he simply complied and started loosening his necktie, in the most attractive way possible. he removed it and gave it to you. you took it and smashed your lips into his. "fuck", he mumbled into your mouth. "you're really something, yknow that", he asked, rhetorically, when you broke away. 

you smiled again and got off his lap, walking to your door and placing the tie on the door handle. "what's that supposed to do?", he asked, walking up behind you now. you faced him and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "it tells zoe not to bother us", you said and pulled him back into a kiss. "smart girl", he murmured. 

he guided you towards the foot of the bed and sat you down. "can i touch you?", he pleaded, not taking his lips off yours, "please?".

you remembered how he touched you before and rubbed your thighs together at the thought of him doing it again. you hummed into his mouth and mumbled, "yes please". his hand moved down to your thigh and rose up slowly, reaching the hem of your skirt, and tugging on it slightly. 

you removed your skirt for him, leaving your legs cold and barren, only wearing your panty. your pretty, lace, black panty. to be frank, the day after last saturday's party, you and zoe went shopping and stopped at the lingerie store. you bought a set of black lingerie specifically for him, not that you'd ever admit it. 

his lips parted from yours as he looked down at the pool he created between your legs, and smirked as you tried rubbbing your thighs again to create friction. "do you really want me to touch you, darling?", he whispered in your ear. 

you gasped as he bit down on your neck, forming a purple mark, similar to what he did last week. his index finger hooked the string of your panty and slowly pulled down. you shivered at the cold air hitting your folds. his lips were still attached to your neck, but his fingers found your opening and rubbed around your clit. "doux..hurry u..up", you breathed. 

he went back up to your ear and whispered, huskily, "patience, sweetheart". your titled your head back a bit and breathed out. without any more hesitation, he inserted his first digit into you, getting a loud gasp from you. soon, his second, and then his third, just like before. 

your moans were melodious to him. you pulled his head back up and kissed him as his other hand roamed under your shirt. he pumped faster, his long fingers hitting just the right spot. "doux fuck~", you moaned as you threw your head back in pleasure. he loved seeing you like this. moaning his name, his fingers in you. he was the one giving you pleasure. fuck, it was turning him on. though, to be fair, almost anything you did turned him on. 

he tried surpressing his own moans to not drown yours out, that he loved hearing. 

a heat started filling your lower stomach. the kind that was going to flush out of you soon, very soon. he dipped down to kiss and suck on your collarbones, sliding the loose shirt off your shoulders. "doux i'm- fuck. d-doux", you started growing light headed as his pace increased. 

he knew you were going to climax, and he wanted you to. but not with his fingers. he removed his fingers quickly, robbing you of an orgasm.  "hisirdoux, i swear to god, if you don't let me come", he attached his lips to yours quickly, and started moving down. 

kissing your neck, your collarbones, lifting your shirt up to kiss the place right under your boobs, and he kept going down. kissing lower and lower until he reached your clit again. you sucked in a breath and carded your hand through his dyed locks. 

he held both of your thighs tightly, like he was trying to keep you from running away, not that you ever would. and started kissing the spot right above your knee, going up slowly. the higher he got, the sloppier his kisses became. 

he placed open mouthed kisses up your inner thighs. "doux...", you whined. he didn't raise his head but you could practically hear his smirk. finally, he reached your folds. he kissed around your clit and you moaned, tugging his hair as a result. "pl..please doux", you wanted him. you wanted him to eat you out so bad. and he complied, inserting his tongue in your folds. licking and kissing you, the sounds of wet skin became louder. 

not as loud as you were moaning though. you knew that this was horrible for his ego but you couldn't help it. he had a way of making you feel so damn good. 

"fuck baby", his words vibrated in your pussy, sending you even higher. you arched your back as he gripped your thighs even harder. you moans became higher in pitch as you were nearing your climax again. 

"you better let me come this time, casperan", you said. he chuckled, deeply and kissed you harder, in the perfect spot. "aah! d..do that again. please", you pleaded. and he did, and again. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, moaning in ecstasy. 

"i'm cl-close..", you said, pulling on his hair harder now. "cum for me, darling. please", he mumbled against your lips. you let out a final moan as you hit your limit. you exhaled a shuddered breath as you opened your eyes to see him wiping his lips, smirking. 

it just hit you what happened and you quickly covered your vagina with your shirt, trying to not make eye-contact with him. he rose, slowly, and leaned in close to you, lifting your chin up with his finger. "was that not good for you, love?", he asked, fully knowing the answer. you had a hard time focusing on him and your legs were quivering. he leaned in close to your ear and said, "i think you liked it", sending a shiver up your spine. 

he placed his right hand in between your thighs and carressed it slightly. he knew he was in control here, but not for long. you pulled him back into a kiss and slid your hand down his shirt, slowly. you reached his belt and went even lower to place your palm on his erection. you could feel his dick twitch inside his pants and you smirked into the kiss. 

you started rubbing his bulge, eliciting him to groan into your mouth. you bit down on his lower lip and slid your tongue into his mouth. he couldn't have asked for anything better, but he got it anyways. 

you started unbuckling his belt and took it off slowly. undoing his pants, you parted from the kiss. you looked at him, eyes closed, he bit his lip slightly to keep from moaning. you went to the shell of his ear and kissed it once, "sit down". he did as told.

you placed yourself on his thigh and locked eyes. now, this wasn't a competition but neither of you wanted to look away. his eyes were filled with longing. he wanted you just as badly as you wanted him a few minutes ago. he was the first one to break as you started palming him over his boxers. "fuck", he mumbled, barely over a whisper. you slid down his underwear and he broke free. 

you had assumed that he would be an average length but no, a solid nine inches of slender, throbbing, cock sprung free. you leaned in and kissed him again. his hands went up to your waist, under your shirt and he slipped his tongue into your mouth. you moaned as he sucked on your tongue with his own. you delicately touched the tip of his cock, smiling at how he twitched at that. 

"so sensitive...", you mumbled into the kiss. you traced your fingers softly over his length. he knew why you were teasing him, the same way he did to you. but fuck, he wanted you. he needed you to touch him. 

"pl..ease y/n", he breathed. you stroked him along his length, circling his tip at times. he threw his head back as you pumped him faster. you couldn't help but smile at how good you were making him feel. 

you decided to buck your hips back and forth on his thigh to drive him over the edge. and it worked. you were driving him crazy. his mind started to fog as you were grinding against his thigh. to add insult to injury, you started moaning too, being stimulated in a lovely way by riding his thigh. the friction against your clit was perfect. 

he honestly didn't know how much more of this he could take. but he didn't want to come. not just yet. he wanted the feeling of your warm hand on his cock. he wanted the feeling of your wet pussy grinding against his thigh. he wanted to hear your moans as you pleasured not only him, but yourself too. 

unfortunately, his body couldn't take it anymore as his dick started twitching more, signaling his soon release. "i think i...i'm cumming- fuck-", he was a stuttering mess. and you loved it.

"go on, pretty boy", you said out loud and leaned in close to his ear. "cum for me", you whispered into his ear and kissed it. that was truly it for him. he groaned and felt his release coming in a few seconds. with a final touch to his tip, he reached his release and came in your hand. with that, he layed down on the bed, exhaling hard. 

with your newfound confidence, you took off your shirt and wiped the white liquid on it, before throwing it your floor. you leaned forward and placed your hands on his abdomen to support yourself, "douxie?". 

he opened his eyes and they widened in surprise, seeing you on top on him, in a lacy, black bralette, so loose that the strap was coming down your shoulder, that innocent look in your eyes. you weren't innocent, not by a long shot. and he knew that. but he wanted to corrupt you. he threw his head back as your hands started tracing up his shirt, undoing his buttons. 

when you reached the top most button, you leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "can you fuck me?", you kissed his ear, "please?", and again, moving down to his collarbones. he was stunned. you were just covering your wet pussy with your t-shirt a while ago, and now you've asked him such a bold request. not that he was going to decline. 

he grabbed your hip with one hand and your face with the other. he turned your face towards him and he crashed your lips into his, getting a moan out of you. he was getting hard already, and you were probably wetter than ever. you did mean it. you wanted him to fuck you. and he did too. his other hand went down to your thigh and started trailing back up. 

it was these moments when he touched you that reminded you how you were feeling. and right now, you were still a bit embarressed. you had barely rode him and you were still so wet. throbbing and pulsing, he inserted one finger into you again. you gasped into the kiss. 

he was done being teased and was ready to be in control again. he flipped you over so he was on top, and inserted his second finger into you. you tried rubbing your thighs together but he put his hand in between your legs. "now now, darling. i thought you wanted me to fuck you". his hand trailed up to stop right under your bra. he leaned in and kissed the spot. then bit it softly, sucking on the spot to leave it dark red. 

you were in a frenzy. his slender fingers were still pumping in and out of you, he was still giving you hickeys along your rib cage and stomach. you arched your back and threw your head back. 

"pl...please fuck me- doux..". he chuckled again, inserting his third finger, trying to drive you to the edge. "st-stop playing with me", you stuttered, completely a mess. 

"cum for me, lovely", he said, and kissed you up your stomach until he reached your bralet lace. "f-fuck~", you were close. you wanted to climax. and his fingers were working their magic on you. 

you had to finish. you had to cum. so you did. you gripped the bedsheet as you released, your back lowering from an arched position as your legs started shaking slightly. 

he stared at your cum on his fingers before licking it off with his tongue. god, his tongue can do wonders. "you still want me to fuck you, y/n?", he asked, staring at your shaking legs. 

"please", you pleaded. you were the desperate one now. and fuck, it turned him on. seeing you under him, legs shaking, covered in hickeys, and still gripping the bedsheet. all because of him. 

it took you by surprise when he took out a condom from his pocket and opened it with his mouth. "you brought a fucking condom?", you asked, partially rhetorically. "i didn't bring it. adam slipped it in my pocket when i told him i was coming here", you laughed a bit. adam was always rooting for the two of you. now that you thought about it, it was adam's idea to have the both of you parttake in seven minutes in heaven at the party. goddammit. well, in this case, you were sort of glad he medled. 

"do you not want me to use it?", he asked, he stopped putting it on halfway. "no no. use it", he smiled and put it on fully. you sat up slightly to kiss him, to which he gladly returned. you peeled off his shirt and then took off your own bralette. 

you were completely naked in front of him. fuck, if it was even possible, he got even harder. before even touching you, he threw his head back and bit his lip. "fuck" "what?", you thought you did something wrong. he went down to your chest and kissed you around your nipple, his hands pulling you closer by your waist, "you're gonna be the fucking death of me, y/n". you rolled your eyes. partly because of his comment, but mainly because his kisses felt so good. 

you held his shoulders and layed back down, pulling you with him to the point where he was hovering over you. you took him by the chin and connected you lips into a very sloppy kiss. 

"can i?", he asked into the kiss. you mumbled a verification, not breaking away and gasped when he started inserting himself into you. "fuck- doux!", you moaned as he inserted his full length. "you okay?", he asked after giving you a minute to adjust to him. "fuck..", that was the only thing to could say. without moving at all, he was already hitting your g-spot. "y-yeah, i'm good..", he leaned into you and kissed you again. 

your tongues moved in sync, just as your bodies did. after a few minutes, you needed air and broke apart from him, a string of saliva connects your lips. you cried out as his hand reached your clit, rubbing it slightly. as if his dick wasn't enough, you were in a state of pure euphoria. "f-fuck, does this feel good, love?" you wanted to ride him. you wanted to be on top. so you placed your hands on his shoulder blades and flipped him over. 

to say he was surprised would be an understatement. his eyes widened as they came back into focus. he always thought you were beautiful. gorgeous. but god, you were so pretty like this. he threw his head back, gripping your sides with his hands as you rode him. he loved this. no, that was an understatement. he never wanted this to end. you riding him, he loved seeing the marks he left on you, your boobs bouncing slightly as you picked up the pace. fuck he loved this. 

you ghosted your fingertips over his v-line , he sucked in a sharp breath. "i love when you touch me, sweetheart" "is that so?", you asked as you lowered yourself to kiss him along his lean figure. he was extremely thin, but toned. you placed kisses along the valley of his abs and it drove him mad. 

he groaned and moaned your name the more you did it, occasionally biting him and licking over the spot immediately after. you asked him to sit up and he did so, moaning as you both were reaching your climax. 

you pulled him into a kiss and he recirpocated, before going lower and kissing down your boobs again. your head rolled back as he sucked on your breast. "i-i'm close" "can i..", he looked at you now, "..inside you?". you smiled and kissed him again, "of course.", you whispered in his ear, "i'm all yours, baby". he threw his head back for the hundreth time tonight at your voice. it was angelic to him. and when you moaned, he felt like he would die right then and there. 

you felt his dick twitch inside you, knowing he was close. "can you cum doux. inside me. please?", you asked, kissing his neck. he did as told and came inside you. you followed suit a few minutes later, arching your back as you hit your orgasm. 

you removed yourself from him and sat on his thighs, he was still holding you up. "that was...something", he mumbled as he rested your foreheads together. "yeah..". you couldn't verbalize how great that was. were you selfish if you wanted more? maybe his tongue again. you had forgotten how good his tongue made you feel. but you knew you couldn't do anything for the next few minutes. your pussy was still wet, but swollen from everything you had done. besides, you couldn't just ask him, right? 

you both sat in silence for a few minutes, still hugging each other and covered in a thin layer of sweat, even though the ac was on. he abruptly gave you a quick peck on the lips and said, "i'm gonna go to the bathroom okay?", you nodded and got off his lap. he put his pants back on and walked to the bathroom. 

you threw yourself back on your head, facing the ceiling. you sighed heavily and closed your eyes, thinking about everything that took place, eyes shooting open when you recalled his tongue. that felt so good. the way he gripped your thighs tightly. the way his tongue circled in and around your clit. the way he parted your folds with his mouth. you didn't think you could get so wet this quickly, but you wanted it. you wanted him. 

you reached down your stomach, grazing your hips, and your inner thighs. you sucked in a breath as your fingers reached your clit. you rubbed on your bud, whimpering a bit as you rubbed your thighs together. you were so wet that you could insert a finger with no problems, but that wasn't enough. you gripped the bedsheet above your head as you put in two more fingers, gasping slightly. your eyes closed, tightly as you arched your back again. 

you pumped your fingers in and out the same way douxie had done and circled inside your pussy. you wanted to moan, so bad, but you didn't want him to hear you. you bit down on your lips, eyes rolling to the back of your hand as you touched yourself more. you were in a trance and moaned out, "fuck- doux.. mmh j..just like that..please". you were so close to your climax that you didn't even hear the bathroom door opening between your moans. 

your eyes remained close and your toes curled as you were going to come again.  "aah! mm-fuck!", you cried out as you hit your release. your knees started shaking as you lowered them. "fuck", you exhaled, opening your eyes. "thanks for the show, darling", you neck snapped in the direction of his voice. he was standing against your wall, leaning with his arms crossed. fuck he was hot. he was standing shirtless, in his suit pants. 

your lowered your arms to cover your swollen pussy, dripping with your juices. "h-how long were you standing there?", he started walking towards you, "long enough". he stood at the foot of the bed again and dragged you close to him by your legs, leaning down to kiss the shell of your ear. "do you want me to touch you again?", he asked. you wanted to tell him off for staring at you, touching yourself. but fuck, you wanted him to touch you again. "y-yes please", you stuttered as he placed open mouthed kisses along your neck, going down to your collarbones. 

"hm, how?", his voice rang through your ears as he kissed your breast, biting it slightly, going down to your rib cage. he made you a stuttering mess, "w..with your tongue...please, doux...i want⏤", a gasp escaped you as he started sucking on the inside of your thigh. 

"whatever you want, my love", he gripped your thighs like he did before. his lips reached your pussy. still soaking and red. "w-wait doux. too s..soon", you tried saying but he started kissing your clit anyway. he hummed against your folds, the vibrations driving you crazy. "f..fuck doux. pl..please mmh~", you decided it was useless trying to retalliate so you just enjoyed it. 

he made you feel so good. and he loved it. he looked up slightly to see your head thrown back, eyes closed, and back curved. he was doing this to you. he was making you feel this good. and he loved it. his tongue slipped in and out of your pussy, wet with cum and arousal. 

he loved the taste of your slick. it tasted so sweet to him. you tasted so sweet to him. "fuck", he mumbled into your pussy, "you taste so good, baby". 

"i'm c..cumming. d-doux w..w -ah!", he picked up the pace as he started sucking on your folds. the sound of wet skin slapping against his tongue filled the room."go on, love, cum", you did as told, reaching your climax for the fourth time because of him. 

he kissed your clit one last time before raising his head. you lifted his chin and connected your lips together, quite forcefully, unconcerned with where his mouth was a few seconds ago. 

this kiss was different than before. it was not filled with lust or longing, but with passion and understanding. you seperated and placed your heads together. "you're really good at that", you were the first to speak. he chuckled a bit before taking your hand from his face and planting a kiss to the back of it. "i'm glad you enjoyed it, y/n".

"y/n! can you come here?", you heard zoe's voice call you from her room. you laughed at douxie's horrified expression. "relax, she's not gonna kill you" "are you sure?" "well, she might when i tell her, but for now, no she won't. so i suggest leaving", you hand made a shooing motion. 

he quickly put his shirt back on, only doing three buttons as your put on a new shirt and underwear. "just a minute, zo", you called out so she wouldn't get suspicious.

"what about my tie?", he asked, before going out the window again. "i'll give it to you tomorrow", you kissed him on the lips briefly, "now go!". he smiled and pecked your forehead before wishing you a good night and going out the same way he came in. 

he was a great muse.

#douxie x reader #douxie x y/n #hisirdoux casperan x reader #tales of arcadia x reader #douxie imagine #tales of arcadia imagine #douxie casperan imagine #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #tales of arcadia #my writing #douxie kinda sorta smut #explore #fanfiction prompts #douxie smut #smut #hard hours

[houdinicorbini]

✧ Masterlist ✧

Identity V:

"Late night thoughts" Alva Lorenz x Anxious/paranoid! Reader

"Before party anxieties" Joseph x Anxious! Reader

Ada&Emil x Reader poly headcanons

Joseph Desaulnier relationship headcanons

Leo Beck/Hell Ember headcanons (request)

Protective! Naib x Reader (Request)

Aesop Carl x Reader Birthday headcanons

Victor Grantz Headcanons

Aesop Carl headcanons

"Comforting Silence" Aesop Carl x Reader

The Arcana: MC bringing breakfast to the main 6 in bed

Asra x Sick! Reader

Julian relationship/fluff headcanons

Muriel relationshio/fluff headcanons

"Don't go" Muriel x Reader

Final fantasy XV:

Ardyn date headcanons

Ardyn/Ravus/Gladio x Clingy! Reader headcanons (request)

"Five more minutes" Sleepy! Ardyn x Reader (Request)

"Late night drive" Ardyn

(Another one I can't think of a title for) Ardyn x Autistic! Reader (Request)

"A pleasant surprise" Ardyn x Reader (Request)

Pursuing Ardyn headcanons (Request)

Calming Ardyn down headcanons

(Still can't think of a title for this one) Ardyn x Reader who faints a lot (Request)

"In silence" Ardyn x Phonophobic! Reader

"Hidden Jealousy" Ardyn x Insecure! Reader (Request)

Ardyn x Reader Birthday headcanons+scenario

"Childhood crush" Ravus x Reader (Request)

"A new life" Ardyn x Pregnant! Reader (Request) Ardyn x Kind! Reader headcanons (Request)

"Only a nightmare" Ardyn x Reader (Request)

Overprotective! Ardyn x Reader headcanons/scenario (Request)

Ardyn x Sick! Reader headcanons (Request)

"An unexpected raincheck" Ardyn x Reader

"Falling asleep at the desk" Ardyn x Reader

Ardyn general headcanons

Ardyn relationship headcanons

FNAF Security Breach: "A fixer upper" Monty x Female! Nightguard! Reader (Request)

Sun&Moon relationship headcanons

Chica relationship headcanons

Some of my au headcanons for Monty

Monty Gator x Reader headcanons

NiGHTs into dreams/Balan Wonderworld: (Can't think of title) Dragon! Lance x Royalty! Reader

Lance relationship headcanons

Reala (Romance?) headcanons

NiGHTs headcanons (Request)

Pre rebellion NiGHTs headcanons (Request)

Other:

Madhouse Mike relationship headcanons

Goliath x Female! Human! Reader family headcanons

Nuclear throne Chicken headcanons

Portgas D Ace x BPD! Reader

"Nothing special" Guzma x Reader (Request)

Guzma relationship headcanons

"Movie date" Douxie x Reader

Douxie relationship headcanons

#x reader #ff15 ardyn #ardyn izunia #ardyn lucis caelum #ffxv ardyn #ardyn #ardyn x reader #idv #identity v #ff15 #identity v joseph #identityv #identity v photographer #aesop carl x reader #aesop carl #idv aesop #identity v aesop #reala nid #nid #nights journey of dreams #five nights at freddy's #nights into dreams #the arcana #muriel x reader #alva lorenz #identity v alva #idv hermit #idv headcanons

[lovedropletsdreams]

Lost time - What If | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot : You’ve known him for almost a thousand years, he’d known you for a few centuries when he should’ve known you the same (Hisirdoux Casperan x reader)

Word Count: 700+

Warnings: none (slight swearing really)

A/N: It's been a while since i wrote this but this feels nice, the idea of it. Thank you @prismarts for being such a dear to help me beta read again (really you're just the sweetest bab), any suggestions and feedback are welcomed :D

Taglist: @furblrwurblr@prismarts@alovesongshewrote @castle-of-my-dreamsj

what if, instead of taking the second chance, you saw how happy he is with his life. Not knowing that he knows he's missing something that he can't put his fingers in.

So you decide to stay away from him. to avoid getting yourself tangled in his life ever again.

But the funny thing about fate, they just keep finding you at every turn. And with those every turn you find yourself unwillingly getting more and more tangled with him. He sees them, the way you'd try to avoid sharing too much about yourself, avoid showing too much emotion with him, and avoid spending more time to be in each other's presence.

At first, he thought it was how it was with you. Not until some time passes and he realizes.. it was him you avoid getting tangled with. only him. He was the one that you avoided sharing things about yourself, those little details about your life that you never opened up with. He was the one that you avoid showing much of your emotions from, whether it was happiness or other emotions, just a small polite smile here and there if he was lucky. He was the one you declined for invitations to spend more time together, getting to know each other more.

He was the only one you avoid. The one whom you set up your walls at. And the worst part is, even with all the avoidance and declined invitations, even with that polite smile of yours, he felt *full, just knowing you are part of his life, no matter how little it is. He felt the missing part, the void inside him was slowly filling up. And it hurts.

He was okay just to be part of your life, but for a long time, to get to see you and know you, even for a slight more, he craved more, he wanted more, to be someone (not that he knows he already is). He knew he started to grow feelings. And that's why it hurts, thinking you don't feel the same. And it's getting worse once you realize you can no longer avoid him and you started pushing him away instead.

So one day, the dam broke.

"Please let me have a chance, to get to know you, more. Not just about some task, or duty we need to do, but about you as a person. Stop pushing me away."

"You do not need to know me, i am not someone you need to tangle yourself with. Please just let it go--"

"Damn it, why? Why am I so infatuated with you?" And for the very first time in front of you, he snapped.

"I have never felt such a desire to know someone. Every fiber in my body is telling me I should just stop, but… I…"

He stopped and took a deep breath, stepping closer as he looked straight into your eyes. Your heartbeats grew until you could hear nothing but blood pumping inside your heart. It feels like your lungs are being cut off from the air as you see into his eyes. The past images flashed in your eyes, that damn gaze, the very same gaze, your Douxie used to give you. the close distance between you two doesn't help your mind to process everything fast enough.

"I do not understand you" he spoke softly, with a tone similar to a glass breaking, he laid bare his broken heart at you. "You are the most complex person I have ever met. Perhaps I should hate you for everything you've put me through. But.. despite all of that, every moment, every encounter, every second I spent with you filled my heart. It filled the void I thought I'd have to live with all my life. You put the pieces to fill that void without even realizing it. I was content with my life, even with that void." He pauses.

"But, meeting you and feeling how the void was finally filled, is more magical than any magic I ever seen in my life. So please, will you give me a chance to let me in? No more avoiding, no more pushing, just you."

So the decision is in your hands, will you let him in and bare yourself?

#douxie #tales of arcadia #toa wizards #hisirdoux casperan #toa #hisirdoux x reader #toa hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan x reader #wizards hisirdoux #Toa Douxie #tales of arcadia wizards #wizards tales of arcadia #wizards #douxie x reader #x reader

[sunnyyyyyyyynnus]

"Will You Marry Me?"

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Pairing: Douxie x Fem!Reader

Warning: none i can i think of

Summary: Doux proposes in the middle of a battle cus it's "romantic" and also cus there's a chance one of you could die

A/n: ( this is based of off Elizabeth and Will's wedding in Pirates of the Caribbean) I know that during the battle, both Douxie and Merlin were off fighting Morgana but for the sake of this oneshot, just pretend that they fought the Gumm-Gumm army for a bit, about 20 minutes or so, alright?

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There are four Gumm-Gumm trolls surrounding me and I'm having trouble fighting them off. I've taken down two but another one has already taken their place. Suddenly Douxie appears next to me and helps me take all of them down. As soon as the last toll has been turned to stone, I turn to go and help the others but Douxie grabs my arm and pulls me towards him. He stares at me for a second, gasping for breath before he asks, raising his voice so that I can hear him, "Y/n, will you marry me?"

I stand still for moment, my mouth hanging open. My body is numb and I feel as though my brain has stopped functioning. Hisirdoux Casperan, the guy I've been in love with for over nine-hundred years, just asked me to marry him. In the middle of a battle. How romantic.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I see a troll running in my direction, sword raised. Douxie lets go of my arm as I spin around to shoot the oncoming troll with my magic, screaming over my shoulder, shock still evident in my voice "I DON'T THINK NOW'S THE BEST TIME!"

"NOW MAY BE THE ONLY TIME!" Douxie responds, turning another troll to stone with his sky blue magic. We both take down another troll before Douxie grabs my arm again, this time pulling me so close to him that our noses almost touch "I love you" he says, staring into my eyes and I feel a blush creep up the bridge of my nose as I gaze back into his beautiful eyes.

He lets go of me yet again to shoot down a troll that just came out of nowhere before grabbing my shoulders and turning me around so that my back is to the trees "I've made my choice, what's yours?"

I stare at him, lost in thought: I love him, I really do, but...there are so many things that could happen, things that could hurt both of us, things that could go terribly wrong. But you love him, and he loves you, isn't that enough?  a small voice whispers in my mind, and with that, I've made my choice.

"MERLIN!"

Ignoring the very confused expression on Douxie's face, I spin on my heel to face Merlin who's fighting five trolls at once "MARRY US!" I scream in his direction.

Blasting all five trolls away from him, Merlin turns to me and yells "I'M A LITTLE BUSY AT THE MOMENT!"

He then turns to blast a spell at a troll that came from behind him as Douxie and I fight off more Gumm-Gumms "MERLIN! NOW!" Douxie screeches at the wizard.

"FINE THEN!" he turns two more trolls to stone before clambering onto a large boulder and stands there, shooting at a few more trolls. Douxie shoots at one more troll before grabbing my waist and pressing my  back against his chest. He smiles down at me as my face turns pink.

"DEARLY BELOVED! WE ARE GATHERED HERE TODAY..." A troll lunges at the older wizard who dodges just in time "...TO SEND YOU CREATURES OF HELL BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" yells Merlin as he shoots a spell at the Gumm-Gumm.

Doux and I share an eyeroll as he lets go of me so that we can attack the trolls that are surrounding us "Y/f/n, do you take me to be your husband?" "I do!" I reply. Douxie beams at me "Great!" 

Several more trolls swing their swords at us like a bunch of untrained five year old children, but we dodge them easily and shoot our spells "Hisirdoux Casperan! Do you take me..." I dodge a sword and kick a shin "...To be your wife..." Douxie takes my hand and spins me around so that I can get a clearer shot at an oncoming troll "...In sickness and in health..." Douxie spins me back to him and hits a troll with the pointier part of his staff "...With health being the less likely?"

Hitting a couple more trolls so that there aren't anymore around us, Douxie answers "I do!"

"AS MASTER WIZARD I NOW PRONOUNCE YOU..." All three of us shoot the same spell at more trolls running towards us "YOU MAY KISS!" I pick up a fallen sword and stab a troll with it. Douxie traps another troll while Merin shoots three different spells, one after the other "YOU MAY KISS!" Douxie and I are standing back to back, fending off the Gumm-Gumms while Merlin turns to help Arthur "JUST KISS!" He yells over his shoulder before rushing off to help the others, a smile forming on his face. Douxie creates a small shield around us and turns to me, but before he can do anything, I grab his arm and pull him to me this time, placing my lips on his. He kisses me back deeply. Somewhere near us, I hear Steve shouting "HEY LANCE LOOK LOOK! AWWWWWWW" and I hear some clapping but at the same time, I barely register it. All the sounds around us are fading away and it's just me and Douxie, now and hopefully forever.

Douxie pulls back, but not too far, and presses his forehead against mine. "I love you" he smiles and I reply with a smile in return and a kiss on his cheek. "Y'know, as much as I'd love to stay here with you" I say "we've got a battle to win" I gesture to everything that's going on beyond his shield. Nodding in agreement, he lifts the spell, but not before kissing me one more time.

We run off into the battle, and I'll admit, despite the happiness, I'm scared. But I know that we'll get through this. Together.

#toa #toa trollhunters #toa 3below #hisirdoux casperan #tales of arcadia #toa wizards #toa douxie #hisirdouxcasperan #toa hisirdoux #umbrella academy #wizards hisirdoux #douxie x y/n #douxie x reader #douxie casperan #toa rott #trollhunters #3below #wizards #trollhunters rise of the titans #rise of the titans #Sunny writes

[mysteriesmuse]

Douxie Casperan x Reader Oneshot

Hello! Here's the second half!

Title: Just Like Any Other Day (Part 2)

"Hisirdoux!”

“Archie!”

“Oh, you’ve really done it now.”

“But,” Douxie elicited gesturing to the blue flames, “it’s a magic fire.”

“Yeah and in a book store. Why do you keep forgetting this?” Archie groaned a huff of smoke curling out of his purple dragon nostrils.

“Ugh, just give me a second,” Douxie seethed between gritted teeth.

The boys had certainly found more than they bargained for. Accidentally stumbling into a group of gnomes on the way back.

“I’ve always hated these things!” Archie yelled swooping around trying to herd the things.

“Aha!” Triumphantly Douxie held up his bracelet and captured the lot in one magic bubble. “And,” he held up a finger. “Now to send them to Jim because I’ve never liked these twits.”

“That and we have no idea what to do with these guys.” Arch groaned watching the gnomes brawl in the bubble. In his recently changed opinion the only tolerable gnome was Chompsky, and that was only slightly a stretch. The poor guy had some delusions of a wife with a Sally Rocket doll at the miniature doll residence in Tobys room.

“Yeah anyways,” Douxie whispered listening for any movement upstairs.

Archies ears flicked trying to pinpoint any noise. “Do you think we woke her?”

Archie shook his head, "That would be her now," he said flying up towards the balcony.

He perched himself on your shoulder as you came into the light. Trotting over you leaned against the railing rubbing your bleary eyes with the palm of your hand.

“It’s just a couple of gnomes. We were about to clean it up,” Archie answered in response to your squinting sleepy eyes. Nothing too disastrous or large.

Douxie watched flashing you a sheepish smile as he scratched the back of his neck. Pushing off with your forearms you made a clicking sound with your tongue and opening your arms like a cradle for Archie to slip into. The large wings and spiked tail cool to the touch in contrast to his furry body which you hugged to your chest. Waving a hand fickle-like at the mess below, “Just clean it up.”

Douxie let out a chuckle which got Archie to laugh. The rumbles flowing through your arms as he swished his tail against your thigh, content in your sleepy embrace.

"Of course,” he beamed finding the energy to send you a wink.

In your arms Archie stirred and glided back down to assist.

Walking down the stairs you watched as Douxie pulled his phone out of his pocket and began moving his thumbs rapidly typing.

Putting a hand into your bed head you attempted fixing the mess by flipping your hair back over to one side. The bluish glow of the capture sphere still fascinating to your eyes.

Shoving the phone back into his back pocket Douxie watched you scrutinizing the orb.

“Claire said to give her a minute and she’ll open a portal for us to send these over to Jim.” He replied walking over and gently pulled back your hand that was lightly poking the bubble by your wrist.

Your eyes flashed over to him with look that said ‘really?’

Douxie simply wagged a finger with a tsk noise in your direction to your wordless question.

“You don’t wanna do that.” 

“Agreed, probably not the best idea unless we want those gnomes escaping,” Archie groaned at the thought. He made a point of walking around the orb, “Although it is your magic, so technically she can’t undo it.”  

“See! It’s not even my magic,” you held out your hands gesturing to the orb and yourself, “I don’t even have magic!”  

Sighing at your sleepy, yet energetic antics Douxie grabs your hands. Grasping your soft hands in his he spoke gently, “I know you think it’s cool Y/N but you just can’t touch this.”   

He so desperately stared into your crestfallen eyes. The slight pout on your bottom lip as you blinked and nodded slowly. 

Smiling softly Douxie languidly pulls your hands up to meet his height. You take a sharp inhale through your nose in anticipation as warm breath begins fanning over your knuckles as he presses several soft kisses there.  

“Doux, I think we got just what you need.” 

Jim and Claire’s voice run through the room. The magic shadow portal opened in the middle of the book store. The purplish magic swirling like liquid in the air. 

“Thanks Claire. Right well,” Douxie began letting go of your hands and walking behind the orb. 

As he went to start moving the capture sphere you had quickly positioned yourself next to the shadow portal. You had heard that Claire’s portals were good for transportation, although you’d never experienced it yourself. 

You bit your lower lip as you smiled one hand hesitantly reaching out and running your fingertips through. It was cold and thick. Withdrawing your hand you pulled it back to your chest.    

“I’m so glad that they offered to take this for us,” Archie sighed in relief as he sat on Doux’s shoulder. 

“Me too,” conjuring his magic in his hand Douxie began to use it to push the orb into the portal Claire opened.  

“Y/N, don’t walk through on us,” Archie jokingly exclaimed as Douxie pushed the orb closer noticing your fixated gaze on the portal. 

“Oh I,” you sputtered taking a sidestep, “I wasn’t doing anything.” Quickly you hid your hands behind your back. 

“Come on darling,” Douxie flexed his free hand prompting you to give him yours.  

Doing so he guided yours to the portal letting them hover an inch away. “Can you keep it open a few more seconds Claire?” 

“Sure thing teach, do make it quick though!” 

You could hear James Lake Junior and Claire laughing briskly on the other side before it returned to indisiferable tones of conversation. 

Your eyes meet with Archie’s, then Douxie’s who each gave an encouraging nod and smile.  

Giddily, you bit your lower lip smiling as one hand hesitantly stretched; reaching out and running your fingertips through. It was cold and thick. 

“Pft,” Douxie could not hold it in. The surprise at the pudding like feel showed on your squished face. 

Archie also broke out laughing, “haha Hah!” He wheezed rolling over. As you cut your eyes to them both. 

“Why didn’t you tell me this is like-is like!” 

“Pudding?” Douxie offered clutching his side. 

“Yes, pudding,” you groaned pulling your hand out and instinctively wiping it. 

“Hey!” 

“There’s not even anything on it,” Archie called watched as Douxie groaned looking at his shirt.   

“That’s enough missy,” he teased. 

“Hm,” you paused, holding in a snicker as you splayed your hand across his chest and pretended to inspect your fingers, “I suppose so.”  

Douxie rolled his eyes.

“Well, I’m not waiting around,” Archie announced, “It’s been a rather long day.” 

You and Douxie both made a noise of agreement in response, him saying, “Not unlike any other.”

“I know, wish living with the two of you led to less adventure sometimes.” Archie yawned before the three of you sluggishly made it back up the stairs, where Douxie pulled you close and ruffled your hair. Not that you needed it. 

“Thank you, Love. I needed you today.” 

You smiled, toes curling and relishing the feeling of Douxie pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

Patting his chest you smiled, “Don’t worry I’ll need you tomorrow, remember? My bands got a gig down at . . . “ 

Douxie and you spoke openly in the quiet house. 

Archie with a frenzied interjection of “Where? That far?” In response to your gig location, “You two seriously! Why didn’t we just book a hotel? Is it seriously that far?”

The three of you spoke and joked like you’d known each other your whole lives, and in the dark apparent snickering and rubbing circles on you back Douxie certainly wished he had. 

———————-

A/N: Seriously, this has been in my notes almost finished forever! the endings kinda rushed, but i hope its still good? maybe? anyway just normal shenanigans and quiet hours with our favorite wizard boys.

#Toa #toa #archie #douxie #hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan #toa wizards #douxie casperan #Douxie x reader #hisirdoux x reader #douxie imagine

[malibix]

Fizzy Cider || One-Shot | Hisirdoux Casperan x plantonic!Reader

Summary: It’s probably not the best idea to leave your fellow wizard roommate alone to their potions. You never know what they could be doing to your apartment - nevermind whatever they’re brewing.

Word Count: 1167

Warnings: None!

Taglist: @furblrwurblr​ @moppetwithamanbun​ @tales-of-hisirdoux​ @yagirlcheesely​ @alovesongshewrote​​

Douxie could hear the clinking of glass all the way from the downstairs level of the bookstore. 

"What on earth are they doing up there-"

He peered slightly up at the balcony level and to where the bookstore led to his apartment, as if he'd be able to see what was going on up there from where he stood. A customer found their way into GDT Arcane Books, but just as Douxie turned to ask how he could be of service, there was a shattering of glass from upstairs followed by an "Oh. Well that's not good-" From his roommate. 

He glanced upwards worriedly, only to see a fog rolling out from under the apartment door. "Uhm, if you'll excuse me for.. just a minute." He told the customer, before racing up the stairs. The customer must have also taken note of the concern on the wizard's face and the cloud slowly spreading across the floor and over the balcony. She took one look at the whole thing as Douxie disappeared up the stairs and slowly backed out of the bookstore. 

Douxie knocked on the door to the apartment lightly, calling into the foggy mist, "Hey (Y/n)- you alright up here, love?"

Their voice responded to him from somewhere within the apartment, "Oh yeah! It's good! I'm good. It's good. Don't worry, it's not toxic. It's mostly dry ice. Mostly."

There was a shuffling, followed by a, "Come in, come in!"

The wizard was only mildly afraid of what he'd open the door to, but nonetheless, he wouldn't believe that they hadn't blown themself up without seeing for himself. He conjured up an orb of light to give him a better field of vision through the mist as he tried to find his roommate. 

"In the kitchen!" They called as they saw his blue magic light up the room from the door. 

"What did we say about potions during working hours-" Archie had made his way up from the bookstore as well to see what all the fuss was about. 

"You saiiiiid... not to do it?" He could hear them laughing softly from wherever they were. 

"I only say that because of how they, how do I say, turn out sometimes. Not that I don't love whatever you conjure up- what exactly is it that you're conjuring up?"

"Oh well you see," their voice was suddenly much closer than it had been moments ago, an arm emerged from the mist to grab a hold of Douxie's sweater to lead him to their workspace.

"I was going to try making some of those.. what are they? The never ending flavor things from Willy wonka? Yeah those. But, BUT, then I wanted to carbonate some apple cider and thought it would be cool to put some dry ice cubes in,"

"For some, ya'know, extra flare!"

They gestured some vague jazz hands at the last word, but it was hard to make out from all the fog, though it had begun to clear. 

"Ahuh... yes I see that. But darling, exactly how much dry ice did you use...?"

"Okay so fun story."

"Okay, listening, waiting for the fun part to kick in."

They elbowed him gently and the two of them let out a chuckle. 

"I know dry ice never does," they gestured around at the clouded apartment, vaguely hoping no cops outside saw this and thought you were running some illegal operation in here, "this. But, I'll get to that, hold on."

"I started with two little cubes and it made the cider bubble and ya'know, fog over like a little potion - it was really cool - but then I thought, HEY, if this is what dry ice does by itself, then what would magic do to it???"

"I'm guessing it does this."

"Bingo!"

Douxie tried to cover up his amused laugh with a sigh of disappointment, only to fail miserably.

"Isn't it  c o o l???"

"Yes (Y/n), it's very cool. I'm glad you're having a fun ti- why are you putting your potion ingredients in the fridge-"

The apartment had begun to clear up just enough for him to make out their figure carrying all their little glass bottles over to the fridge. 

"To be faiiiiir, these aren't my potion ingredients. It's just the fizzy cider in little bottles!"

"Now those, over there," They pointed to the area next to the toaster, "are my potion ingredients."

(Y/n) sounded so pleased with themself and Douxie couldn't help but smile, despite his apartment being filled with a cloud of dry ice. It was clearing up, for sure, but that wasn't the point.  

"Which also to be fair, are going in the fridge once I find space for these ones." They jingled the little bottles in their hand to emphasize them going into the fridge. 

"(Y/n) what did I say about needing to put your potion ingredients in the fridge?"

"That it's better to pickle the tadpole tails so they'll last longer outside of refrigeration in the event that our fridge breaks down?"

"I- no. The other thing."

"C'mon Doux! They're on my side of the fridge! And they're small too, not taking up too much space."

"No (Y/n)- your spices don't need to be refrigerated-"

"Ohhhh yes yes, that part. But listen, they're not your average mortal spices! They're magically enchanted spices!" They made ghost noises as if to somehow get the point across. "So, they need to be kept cooooold." They paused for a moment, blinking at him while he peered back in amusement. "Anyways, want some of the fizzy cider????"

Douxie sighed in defeat, rubbing his temples from the whole ordeal.

It wasn't dealing with them that was the problem, the problem was that it wasn't even noon yet.

And this was the second time this week.

It was tuesday.

He didn't actually even have that much of a problem with the potion ingredients in the fridge. It just bothered him to open it only to be greeted with dozens of little jars filled with spices and dried herbs that didn't need to be in there. 

They just didn't need to be refrigerated.

It bothered him that they weren't supposed to be in there, and yet, there they were, plain as day. He sighed again before taking you up on your offer of fizzy cider.

"Sure, might as well try the cause of all this."

Luckily enough by now the fog had cleared enough for him to be able to see again without thinking something was vaguely wrong with his eyes. 

(Y/n) chuckled while pouring him a glass and putting a very small little cube of dry ice in it before passing it over. Then they poured themself a glass, not having tried it yet since they couldn't find where the cups were in all that mess.

"Cheers!"

Douxie laughed softly as he clinked his glass with (Y/n)’s, glad to see that they were at least enjoying this whole ordeal.

#Douxie #Douxie x reader #douxie casperan #douxie casperan x reader #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie imagine #trollhunters #3below #wizards #toa #tales of arcadia #wizards: tales of arcadia #trollhunters: tales of arcadia #3below: tales of arcadia #toa imagine #douxie x y/n #douxie x reader thoughts #wizards toa #one shot #hisirdoux x reader

[blixeon]

Ghost Hunting Headcanons/Phasmophobia AU with Douxie and fem!Reader

- A/N: I'm gonna be honest, I don't know anything about this kind of stuff and I'm writing based off of the sheer willpower of memes, what I've learned from playing Phasmophobia for a month and the power of inspiration to write odd hcs (and AUs apparently) at 1:30 am

Warnings: ghosties

You're both balls-y as hell and like to out dare and out do the other

"I'll give you free hot beverages from the café for a week if you stand in the basement alone, in complete darkness for 10 minutes"

"Don't tempt me Hisirdoux-"

You smirked before adding, "You know I'd do it anyways without the bribe~"

Douxie would raise an eyebrow at you in amusement, letting out a chuckle

You took up his offer and make your way to the basement

Low-key got bored and nodded off for a bit, lasting well over your 10 minutes of agreed upon time

Douxie starts getting worried when you don't come back up and makes his way down to look for you

"Y/N? Where'd you go, love?"

Since you'd only been nodding off and weren't completely out, you hear his voice and footsteps making his way down the stairs towards you and decide to take it upon yourself to give him a little spook

He lets out an alarmed yelp as you jump at him from the shadows

"Bleeding balroths! Y/n, don't do that to me-! I thought something happened to you.."

You let out a light chuckle but apologize for making him worry

It's dark in the abandoned house you're ghost hunting at, and you've got nothing but your flashlights to guide you along in your nightly quest (you'd both agreed it be more fun if magic was off limits)

You liked to hold onto Douxie's sleeve while exploring, not out of fear but just because it was nice knowing he was there

Douxie prefers that you hold onto his sleeve anyways, he'd much rather be prepared to break your no magic rule to protect you on the off chance that whatever you're out looking for wants to cause harm

Plus, it's comforting to him to know that you're close by and that he doesn't need to keep checking that you're still there since he can feel you tugging at his sleeve

He checks anyways

"I bet you won't take home that string doll we saw hanging from the doorway on the way in"

"Oh, do you now?"

Despite not being able to see eachother's facial expressions in the dark, you can both feel the grin radiating off the other's face

"Arch might make me burn it if I do"

"Everyone knows you can't burn haunted things and be rid of its evil"

"Fair enough. You'll have to remind me to pick it up on our way out then"

You and Douxie ended up going for impromptu ghost hunts so frequently it became sort of a nightly tradition

Douxie enjoys it more than he cares to admit, but it's mostly because he enjoys spending time with you on these not so traditional dates

You can tell he enjoys it and decide to put some money into a few pieces of proper equipment, even if it's just for fun

Most nights, the two of you never actually find anything, it's just fun to be out together past midnight, looking for ghosts in abandoned places

When you do see something, it's usually just goblins or shadow mephits

However, sometimes you get lucky and something supernatural sets off your gear

"Took the spirits bloody long enough!"

Heavy footsteps echo from the floor above, followed by some low but faint off-tune humming

Queue creepy whispering and heavy breathing down your neck that is most definitely not Douxie

"Please don't eat my ass demons"

Douxie's flashlight starts flickering, so does yours, signalling that the spirit is hunting

"Oh.... fuzz buckets-"

He quickly guides you to one of the rooms you passed earlier, one that still had a door attached to its hinges

You close the door behind the two of you and wait out the hunt in silence

You wait for what feels like forever before you confirm that you're in the clear

Douxie moves to open the door and peers out into the hall with his dim flashlight, pulling you along with him once he deems it safe

You guys are surprisingly deep into the house at this point and decide to head back for safe measures

The front door of the run down house is in sight at the end of the seemingly endless hallway, it looks impossibly far away. Maybe it's the light?

As you head towards the door, the floorboards creak just ahead of you and Douxie

A slim dark figure flashes in and out of view, making its way towards you two, long slender arms outstretched towards you

Douxie moves to put a protective arm around you and you can faintly see the tattoos on his arms light up under his hoodie

"Shall we make a break for it, darling?"

You can practically hear the smirk in his voice as the two of you dash for the exit

On your way out you remember to grab the string doll hanging in the doorway, as a trophy of sorts for surviving the night

The two of you keep moving until you're a safe distance from the house before you stop

As your pace slows, you notice the faint glow of Douxie's tattoos fade away

"Now THAT is how you spend a Tuesday night"

He laughs at your enthusiasm, finding it rather charming how you react in the face of possible danger

Now out of the darkness of the house and outside in the light of the moon, it's much easier to make out the expressions on his face

Douxie stares back at you with adoration in his eyes as you do a twirl in the cool night air, your laughter forming a small cloud as it echos into the night

He makes his way over to you as you slow from your spinning, wobbling a little as dizziness clouds your head

"Whoa there, take it easy. Just because we escaped a possibly blood hungry demon does not mean that you're invincible" he says, steadying you on your feet

You let out a chuckle, "I suppose not"

Your spinning had lead you to the dead center of a moonlit clearing

Douxie pulls you in for a kiss, sealing the end of your ghost hunting adventures

For now that is.

Who knows what tomorrow night will bring~?

A/N: Sorry that turned into a half assed one shot lmao, it's a lot longer than I intended it to be too ^^; I hope it's alright though! I haven't written anything in ages, let alone an x reader lol

New weird headcanon that came completely out of pocket while writing this is that Douxie's tattoos light up when he's preforming certain spells O-O

#douxie x reader thoughts #douxie x reader #douxie #hisirdoux caserpan #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie x reader headcanons #ghost hunting AU #Douxie x reader Phasmophobia AU #toa #tales of arcadia #wizards #3below #trollhunters #wizards: Tales of Arcadia #toa wizards #douxie x fem!reader #douxie x y/n #please don't eat my ass demons

[daydream-believin]

it’s valentines and douxie rolls up with a cheesy box of goth chocolate and you didn’t even know he liked you like that??? anyways now you’ve got a valentines date. have fun, love

#i’m sorry i saw skulls and thought that’s wizard chocolate #valentines💘 #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie x reader #douxie imagine #hisirdoux casperan imagine #douxie #my prompts #my writing

[writings-of-a-daphodil]

Hey, so for Fire Keeper do y'all think y/n would go with Douxie and Merlin, or Claire and Jim for the Battle of Killahead?? I can't really decide which one I think she would go with. On one hand I feel she would want to protect Jim, but on the other I think she would want to help defeat Morgana??? Idk, what do y'all think? Thanks!

#douxie x reader #douxie imagine #hisirdoux casperan x reader #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #question #help #Thoughts-of-a-daphodil #thoughts

[winter-leftovers]

Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter twenty eight: Childhood Home (28/?)

(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: Merlin comes back with bad news.

Word count: 3621

Warnings: no

(Wizards Episodes 1)

Song?: A burning hill by Mitski

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Y/n sighed as she submerged her body into the tub, the hot water now kissing her neck. The wrinkles on her skin gave away the hours she had spent on the soapy water. The bathroom had turned into a warm, quiet refuge from the babies running around in the Lake’s house. The screaming, the noisy toys, the spit, the dirty diapers. It all had become too much for the wizard to handle. The only moments of peace she could find were when she would put her head under the water. The world disappearing for an instant, the only noise she could hear was the calming lullaby of her blood pumping under the boiling water.

The tiles vibrated loud enough to make the babies napping in Jim’s room to scream in desperation. Y/n sat up, water spilling out of the tub as she prepared herself to throw the culprit across the room only to look down at Toby’s smiling face on her phone looking back at her. The bubbling anger died down to be taken over by another type of annoyance, the one where you are the only one to blame.

Toby had been texting and calling all day and Y/n had been avoiding his texts and calls all day. She didn’t have a good explanation, she just wanted to be left alone. Since Jim left she hasn’t been able to be alone, not even while peeing ever since the babies learnt to walk. Always working, hanging out or taking care of someone.

Y/n groaned, submerging herself into the water. The tub was the only place where she could be, but from her water tumb she heard someone knocking at the door. She emerged, her shoulders already falling forward.

“Y/n? Honey?” Barbara called.

“Yes, mom?”

“You should check your phone”

—

Y/n’s hand trembled as she opened the door to the bookstore. Toby said that the world may be ending yet again, but that wasn’t her biggest worry. Merlin had been awakened for more than a few days and Y/n didn’t say a word to Douxie. She blamed herself. Why did she always listen to her father?

She breathed in and out trying to leave her fears out on the street.

“And Steve Palchuk, Creepslayer!”

“I have no idea who you are” books flew around the once well kept bookstore, Merlin sorted them out before packing them in a flying chest “but we’re desperate. Thankfully, we have the brute”

Y/n stood behind Douxie and whispered in his ear:

“Oh, he is in a good mood”

Douxie smiled, turning back:

“Hello, darling”

“Hi” she smiled back.

Douxie grabbed her hand and for a moment, they ignored what was happening around them, both lost in eachother’s eyes, in eachother’s warmth. “Aah!” Steve’s yelp pulled Y/n out of the enchantment.

“Careful!” Y/n called out the older wizard and the chest flying behind him for their recklessness“ Are you okay?” She ran to the blonde teenager, using the hand that held Douxie to hold Steve’s head.

“Yes” he sniffed.

“Y/n! That’s great! Now we have the brute and a master wizard” Merlin didn’t turn to greet his daughter.

“Good to see you too” she said sarcastically “What’s going on?” She looked around looking for the messy black haired boy “Where’s Jim?”

“Yeah, where’s Claire?” Toby joined the chorus “I thought they were with you”

“Answers forthcoming. Make preparations. We’ve a journey ahead” Merlin kept packing “and don’t…”

“But, master…” Douxie interrupted.

“ ‘But, master’ me” Merlin finished.

“Are you sure you want to count on these children? They’re clearly not ready for this” Douxie asked.

“Excuse me, college dude, these children fought off a fifty foot extraterrestrial” Steve accidentally punched the head off the enchanted armor.

“Oh, that’s why you kept calling me?” Y/n turned to Toby, guilt creeping up her throat.

“Don’t worry. We…” Toby turned to help Steve fight off the enchanted armor “Dude, let’s go off his head”

“Douxie is right, father” Y/n quickly followed Merlin and Douxie away from the teenagers “They already fought enough things. Kids shouldn’t be fighting. They can’t keep doing this”

“Master, I’m ready for this” Douxie pitched himself full of confidence.

“Doubtful” Merlin said, focused on packing.

Y/n sighed:

“Just hear him out…”

“Silence!” Merlin commanded.

Y/n mouth stayed open, her smile falling into a frown, the words still weighing on her tongue. The familiar warmth of anger quickly ran through her body.

“I mean, silence” Merlin repeated softer “all of you” turning to the fighting teenagers “Can you not hear that?”

The group shook their heads. After the battle, Arcadia was destroyed, again, so the strange sounds could be anything, a car finally exploding or a building giving up. What wasn’t normal was the power going out. Y/n turned her head to the window, in the darkness the only thing she could see was the reflection of the chimney’s fire. She twisted her wrist revealing her staff.

“Something wicked this way comes” Merlin walked to the window followed by Douxie.

Something hit against the glass activating the barrier. Douxie took a step back covering his eyes.

“Shadow mephits?” Merlin turned to his apprentice “Hisirdoux, did you lead them here?”

“No, no!” Douxie waved his hands around, appalled that his master would think that.

Y/n pinched her nose. She felt like she had seen this scene many times before.

“I mean, I don’t think so?” Douxie looked out the window once more.

“Yes, we did” Archie walked up to confirm their mistake.

Douxie nervously chuckled under his master’s incredulous gaze.

“The barrier won’t hold for long” Merlin turned back “We must make egress! Tobias, take my things” with a movement of his arm, Toby went flying on top of the chest through the stairs.

Before Merlin could keep giving directions, the shadow memphits broke down the barrier, entering the bookstore.

“All of you, to the roof!” Merlin screamed, killing one of the creatures with his magic.

Y/n ran behind her friends to the roof only to find the roof as full shadow memphits as the bookstore.

“Why is the roof full of shadow memphits?” Y/n heard Al’s voice. The girl turned and saw the cat biting one of the creatures’ tales.

“Al!” Y/n ran, picking him up before the creatures could return the favor.

“That tasted awful” he shook his head.

“Stand back!” Merlin alerted.

“Everyone on” Before she could turn to look, Aaarrrgghh threw her onto a ship.

“I would like a warning next time” Al left Y/n’s arms.

“Maybe when we aren’t under attack” Y/n stood up pointing her staff to the shadow memphits Aaarrrgghh had on his back, destroying them in a ray of crimson so Steve and Toby could help the troll get into the ship.

As she lowered her staff she saw Douxie grabbing the baranda, distracted by something in the ground.

“Are you okay?” She walked up to him, softly grabbing his elbow.

He didn’t turn back, his mind absorbed by what the blue light of the barrier was reflecting.

“Doux…” Y/n called looking down, finally seeing what paralyzed Douxie: a knight surrounded by dark magic Y/n couldn’t understand.

The knight looked back at Douxie, his empty eyes focused only on the wizard. Douxie shivered when he returned the look. The knight appeared soulless, there seemed to be no emotion behind the visor.

The shadow memphits started to crawl into the mystery knight’s body like they were returning to its home making Y/n shiver. That wasn’t natural.

“Boy…” the dark voice echoed in the wizard's minds.

Y/n’s nails dig into Douxie’s bicep, both frozen in place looking back at the knight while his voice poisoned their insides with fear.

“Look out!” Merlin pulled them down by their jackets before the knight’s spears could reach them.

Y/n stood up, looking back at her father with a frown, not out of anger but out of confusion, she doesn’t remember the knight attacking them.

“Are you alright, love?” Douxie grabbed Y/n’s cheek with both hands and examined every inch of her face.

“Of course” she smiled, shaking the confusion away “Are you?” She grabbed one of his wrists, pulling his hand away to lay in his chest.

“I’m alright” he pulled her closer.

Y/n closed her eyes letting the movement of the ship and the familiar warmth of Douxie wash the adrenaline of the battle out of her sistem.

“What the heck is that?!” Steve screamed.

“Welcome, young squires to Camelot” Merlin announced.

Y/n quickly opened her eyes up, slightly pulling away from Douxie. In front of them, flying in the middle of the night sky stood the old castle that she once called home. A nostalgia ridden sigh escaped out of her lips. The castle was frozen in time, everything looked the same except a big green stone under it but that still didn’t change the strange feeling of coming back home after a long journey that invaded her.

“Camelot? As in ancient-old-people-times Camelot?” Toby screamed.

“Let the old people jokes begin” Y/n turned to Douxie, laughing.

The boy chuckled but his eyes were still glossy with the nostalgia of their childhood home, he was still lost in the emotion of coming back.

Y/n smiled, laying her head against his shoulder letting herself too be lost in what used to be.

“Sir Galahad, how look the skies?” Merlin screamed to the old man keeping watch in one of the towers.

“All quiet, my old friend!” The knight reported back.

Y/n turned to look at Sir Galahad waving back. She messily laughed, euphoria cursing through her veins when she saw he hadn’t changed one bit.

“Keep your eyes on the horizon” Merlin ordered before starting his parking maneuver.

“Oh, lord” Y/n gripped the baranda as she felt the instability in the velocity.

“I say, coming in a little hot, don’t you think?” Archie suggested as he grabbed himself from dear life.

“Rubbish!” Complained Merlin.

“He’s going to kill us all!” Al screamed as the green light slowed down the ship.

—

“Whoo hoo hoo hoo!” Steve screamed as he walked the entrance of the castle.

“Woah!” Toby echoed.

“It’s been nine hundred years since I was last here” Douxie said more to himself, turning around observing the unchanged castle.

“It hasn’t changed a bit” Y/n looked around searching for a small vase out of place but not finding it.

“Well except for the flying part” Douxie added.

“Nine hundred years?” Steve chuckled “Yeah right. You’re like 19?”

Y/n and Douxie shared a look, with a smile reminding all the adventures they had in the last century.

“Give or take a few centuries” Archie explained before flying away.

“Wait, don’t leave me here!” Al quickly followed.

“So, how many things can your cats turn into?” Steve asked, following the cats’ flying pattern with his head.

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

“Uh, cool floating castle ship, but what’s the grave danger you keep talking about? Toby ran after Merlin before he could disappear in the endless hallways.

“Ah, there you are” Merlin opened his arms, welcoming his old guests.

“Claire!” Toby screamed.

“Toby!” The girl ran to his friend’s arms.

Y/n ran to the other side of the room, waiting to see her brother only to find Claire and an injured Blinky. She kept her smile, hiding her disappointment in her back pocket as the four of them hugged.

“I’m glad you’re okay” Y/n hugged Claire.

“Whoa, hey, Steve’s here too! How about…How about some love for Steve?”

“Oh. Hi, Steve” Claire pulled away from Y/n, her face devoid of feelings.

“What happened? Where’s Jim?” Y/n frowned, she had waited enough time.

“Follow me” Merlin sighed, walking deeper into the castle.

Y/n turned to Claire trying to look for clues into her face but the devastated look on the young wizard was as terrifying as the broken sigh in her father’s mouth.

She walked through the hallways of the castle with her heart in her palms as she has done many times before. How is she going to look at her mother in the eyes now?

“Jim” Toby ran to the table where Jim laid, kneeling by his side.

Y/n walked slowly, she couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing: her little brother laying inside a crystal with a spear in his heart.

“What happened?” Y/n asked her voice sharp as the bottom of her staff.

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

But Y/n didn’t care, the hot tears brewing in her heart didn’t care. All she could hear was: they didn’t do enough.

“Master, is that the same knight we saw at the bookstore?” Douxie's voice appeared through the cloud of anger.

“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”

‘I didn’t see it’ Y/n mind replays that moment again and again. How can she blame them when she probably couldn’t stop him either?

The anger softens and migrates to her neck, tying itself around her neck pulling tight becoming sadness, guilt.

“If I had my shadow staff, I could’ve saved him” Claire cried.

Y/n wishes she could say that that’s not true but she’s afraid that everyone can see what’s hanging around her neck.

“Who is this green knight? How do I get my hands on him?” Toby’s anger starts to spill out.

“I do not know” Merlin confesses “The green knight said but one name, which chilled me to the bone: Morgana”

Y/n frowned. This definitely wasn’t one of her tricks. At least, it didn’t look like one.

“I hate that lady” Toby said, the memories of the Eternal Night coming back to him “Wait” he looked back at the older wizard “I thought we kicked her bee witch butt to the Shadow Realm”

“Which he appeared not to know” Merlin frowned, still puzzled by the encounter with the mysterious knight.

“So this is not Morgana’s work” Y/n question, certain in her heart of the answer.

Merlin shook his head:

“I cannot confirm his alliances but he wore the emblem of Camelot”

Douxie turned to Y/n, eyes full of confusion and worry.

“Come with me, quickly” Merlin turned, walking away, leading the group across a bridge to his studio “I fear the answer lies in the past. A dark menace is coming, one even I cannot face alone”

The room, as the rest of the castle, was the same as it was a century ago. Y/n could feel the ghost of her long skirt hitting her ankles and the knot in her throat everytime she would enter her father's workspace.

“You are all now soldiers in a war started centuries ago for the world of magic” Merlin opened a small white box, from inside it a blue sphere of light appeared revealing images of the past “Once, the realms of Magic and Man clashed in endless bloodshed” Merlin twirled the circle showing them an image of the late King “King Arthur sought to wipe out magic that ravaged the lands in his was against Gunmar. I brought what few spellcasters I could under my protection to spare them from the sword…”

“Including myself” Explained Douxie.

“And Morgana le Fay” added Y/n when Morgana’s image appeared in the magic circle.

“She was the finest student I ever taught” Merlin observed the memory of young Morgana, his eyes full of proudness, he thought she was destined for great things “…until she tried to kill me” he closed his eyes “Thankfully, in my all-seeing wisdom, I created a secret weapon” he touch the sphere “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 magic but I have no memory of him nor what connection he could have to Morgana”

Y/n looked back at the image of his sister, Guinevere’s words stitched to her heart “you can love the person you knew” and that’s what she’s been doing every day, carrying daisies to an imaginary grave, remembering the woman who would free the trolls from the traps, the woman who would sneak her extra dessert but she knew what she saw, what she felt. That Knight is not Morgana’s work

“I really don’t think he had a connection…” Y/n wasn’t able to finish.

“You never do, Y/n. You are not impartial” Merlin cut her off.

“I know what I saw. That magic is not Morgana’s!” Y/n hit the table.

Merlin opened his mouth to protest but the warning bells cut him off.

Before they could turn to see what danger was looking for them, the castle was hit, shaking the entire structure.

“What’s happening?” Claire screamed in fear.

“Have you never been under attack before?” Merlin helped Y/n to get up from the ground “To the battlements!”

Y/n ran, her staff in hand ready to confront whatever was trying to destroy Camelot like she had done many times before. What she didn’t expect was the amount of power their enemy seemed to have. ‘The Arcane Order’ her father called it. She considered herself an experienced wizard and she had only heard that name one time when she was very young and her father made it clear she wasn’t supposed to ask anymore questions.

“Everyone get to safety now!” Merlin ordered as soon as he saw the wizards emerge from the gigantic ship that was trying to board the castle.

The wizard with ice powers attacked first, quickly overpowering Merlin, throwing him into the ground and his staff off the castle.

“I got it” Archie flew behind.

Y/n was impressed. She didn’t have another word for it. She had never seen such ability, especially in wizards that seemed as young as her

Soon enough, cannons were fired making it impossible for anyone to stand.

“We must flee” Merlin ordered.

“I’m on it” Douxie ran to steer the ship away from The Arcane Order.

The castle shook once more, Merlin and Y/n turned, seeing their new obstacle: a bridge made of ice joining the ships.

“They’re boarding us!” Merlin screamed.

“I’m on it” Y/n jumped into the edge of the tower “Go get the staff”

“Steer us clear at my command!” Merlin jumped to another tower.

Y/n pointed her staff to the thick ice that joined the ships, a hot lightning melting the middle of the bridge. She frowned, she felt sweat dripping from her forehead, melting a simple block of a was being harder than it should be. She pulled back, falling backwards into the cold stone of the castle. While the ice wizard built multiple bridges, their ally was bombing the castle shaking the old structure.

Y/n stood back up, nodded her head, her eyes focused on this time, severing the connection between the ships. She tightened the grip on her staff and swung, a big ball of red lightning cut all the communications the ship had.

“Yeah!” Y/n screamed, jumping around alone celebrating her victory. Her short victory.

The wind changed. The wizard heard the crackling of the ice murmuring behind her, she slowly turned around, afraid to confirm her suspicion: all the broken bridges were made new again and were crawling with shadow memphits.

“You’ve got to be kidding me” Y/n climbed to Douxie’s post.

“Archie, find the staff or we are all dead meat!” Douxie screamed fighting off shadow memphits off the steers.

“What do you people think I’m doing?” Archie screamed back from the sky.

The castle shook once more, making Y/n’ stomach turn.

“I officially hate flying” she joked, eyes lost in the horizon.

“We’ll travel by boat. Old style” Douxie nodded.

“Flying castles suck!” Steve screamed

Y/n turned, they were joined by Steve wearing a helmet and Claire.

“Hisirdoux, now!” Merlin screamed.

“Please don’t blow us up” Douxie prayed as he set up the time map and steered the ship “Please don’t blow us up!”

“We don’t have enough power for the jump!” Archie flew close.

“Trust in Merlin” Screamed Douxie.

Archie was wrong. The time rift was opened but the Arcane Order wasn’t about to let them leave so easily. Y/n didn’t see them hit the castle, she just knew she was lucky enough to grab Douxie's hand before falling to the night sky, until she saw his brother fall through the time rift, then, she didn’t feel so lucky.

She looked up at Douxie knowing what she had to do but before she could apologize he nodded. He knew well what Y/n wanted to do and he supported it. They let go of each other's hands at the same time.

Y/n fell as she heard Claire and Steve’s terrified screams but she couldn’t be scared, not when her eyes were focused on Douxie.

A/n: sorry for leaving 👉👈 again

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[semisutopia]

pairing: douxie x fem!reader

warnings: kinda sorta smut? college parties, name calling (baby, darling, love), making out, straddling, pussy palming through panties, slight groping, saliva, hickeys.

"um guys we have a bit of a problem here"

you and douxie looked at each other from opposite ends of the closet.

"what is it?!", you had to yell over the loud music downstairs.

"yeah so the lock on the closet door broke…and the technician won't be here for another hour"

you rolled your eyes. of course this had to happen. of course you were in a closet with hisirdoux casperan. of course the 'innocent game' of seven minutes in heaven had to go wrong. but you couldn't do anything about it. of course not.

"okay that's fine, adam. go back down to the party", douxie spoke to the other side of the door. adam asked, "are you sure?" "yeah, adam. just go"

you accepted your fate. the fate that you would be stuck in a closet with douxie for a whole hour. adam's footsteps receded as you rested your head back against the wall. after a few minutes of (comfortable) silence, you heard a gasp of revelation. "what.", you asked in annoyance.

"portal us outta here"

"i'm sorry?". he straightened up and looked right at you. "c'mon portal us out of here. we don't have to stay here for a whole hour then"

damn. you did not think of that.

"no", you did not want to go home right now. "why not? do you wanna keep spending time with me, darling?" you scoffed and straightened up too.

"because i have too many things to do at home and i don't wanna do them right now.

..but i know something i can do" "that sounds promising". you gestured for him to come over to you, "'c'mere i'm doing your eyeliner".

"how did you bring eyeliner to a college party when you're wearing a flowy skirt? you have no pockets", he questioned. "you are correct, hisirdoux. and that's why i snuck it into your jacket pocket before we left the bookstore". he reached into the right pocket of his leather jacket and took out an eyeliner pen. "smart girl", he said and tossed the pen to you.

you caught it and gestured again, "come here now". he sat next to you and rested his head on top of yours. "now you're really fine with me doing your eyeliner?", you were a bit surprised he hasn't rejected your request.

"yep, i wanna see what you do with me". you could practically hear the smirk on his face.

you straddled him and his hands almost immediately went to your waist. "now close your eyes and don't flutter them", he did as told. you drew straight lines with eyeliner across his eyelids.

you finished prettying him up quicker than you thought. and just stared at him.

you don't know how long you stared but you couldn't stop looking at him…his lips. until his voice brought you back, and his hand. he raised your face up by your chin to look him in the eyes. don't forget this man is almost 6 feet.

"enjoying the view, love?"

you tried to say something, anything. but his hazel eyes were too fucking gorgeous. you could only hum. "mhm", but it came out more of a squeak. "i thought so. c'mere".

he attached his lips to your neck and started pressing wet, sloppy, and hot kisses up and down your neck. down to your collarbones.. and back up to your jawline.

he nipped at just the right places to make you squeeze his shirt every so gently. he left dark purple spots on your neck that let a moan out of you.

he trailed his lips up to the shell of your ear and started kissing. "that was a beautiful sound, darling". he licked and kissed the place behind your ear, going back up to the shell of your ear. "make it again for me, won't you?".

"fuck..-", he sucked the very section of your neck which made you squirm. "aa~".

he switched to the left side of your neck and did the same thing. you can normally come up with the perfect response but the way his lips were biting and licking your skin left you in a state of euphoria.

after a solid 10 minutes of teasing you and listening to your moans as if they were his favourite genre of music, you decided to switch things up.

his hands were still tracing up and down your waist, playing with the hem of your skirt. you took his hands and pinned them above his head, forcing his head (and his lips as a result) to be pulled back.

"you've been kissing everywhere but my lips, casperan," you leaned in close where your lips were ghosting his, "are you stalling for something?". you didn't give him time to react or reply and you immediately started kissing and sucking along his neck.

god you were driving him mad. he let out breathy moans and mumbled "fucks" whenever you sucked on his sweet spot, which happened a lot.

your lipstick was now smudged all over his neck and your mouth. "can i have my hand back now?". you leaned in close to his ear, kissing it once, then twice, then another time (all the while harmonic sighs coming from him).

"now why would i do that, pretty boy?", still whispering into his ear. he threw his head back. "so i can touch you the way i've been dying to for so damn long". now who wouldn't comply to that?

you let go of his hands and they went down to your waist, then your hips, then your thighs under your skirt. now it was your turn you lift his chin up. but this time, you kissed his lips.

it was nuclear. you straightened your back and he did the same. he pulled you impossibly closer to the point where you were probably seated on his cock.

"haa-". he slipped his tongue in your mouth and started sucking on your own. his hands were roaming up and down your thighs. "don't put your hand there". he removed his hand from your legs and you took his hand in yours again.

without saying a word, you placed his hand on your inner thigh. he hummed into your mouth and went back down to your collarbones and started sucking again.

oh no. right there. that was your spot.

"d-doux. that's-ffuck".

that was it for him. he threw his head back and closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. you were gonna ask why he stopped but you found something much better.

"ahh! m-mm fuck". he was rubbing your pussy with three of his fingers. his long, slender, guitarist fingers.

"you're driving me crazy, baby". he kept at it. "so fucking wet". he looked at you again and traced your lips with his thumb, opening your mouth a bit.

you kept kissing him. the moaning and humming didn't stop. soon you were sucking and licking at each other's necks again. both of your hands weren't getting off each other any time soon.

he kept palming your pussy like there was no tomorrow, your panties getting wetter and wetter by the minute. the moans coming out of your mouth and the way you moaned out his name made him moan straight into your mouth.

"mm~"

"aah a-ah fuck"

"doux fuck"

"darling~ fuck. f-fuck y/n"

"y-y/n you're driving me insane"

you both wanted so much more than this. just when you were going to unbuckle his belt, the worst thing happened.

"guys! the technician's here!", adam's voice came from the other side of the closet.

you both cussed at stupid adam and his stupid technician. he removed his hand from under your skirt and you straightened his jacket collar. you shuffled off him and you both stood up. he quickly grabbed your wrist and kissed your neck and whispered in your ear.

"we're not done here, y/n".

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[nyxicnymph]

Hi bab! *hugsss* got a request here for a Douxie x Reader! :3 Douxie seems to be receiving mystery gifts and notes almost every day leading up to Valentine's Day where the notes seemingly lead to a certain someone with a certain surprise. (Basically secret admirer stuff that I keep imagining them being best friends and the reader planning this elaborate thing to ask him out CAUSE HE DESERVES BIG ROMANTIC GESTURES PLEASE XD)

Aww hi Prism! This'll be a fun one, I think!

Pairing: Hisirdoux Casperan x GN!reader Warnings: Secret admirer au, if that's a problem for you, please don't read. Rating: Teen and up, as usual. Summary: Valentine's day is soon, and you once again don't have one. But the boy at the cafe is cute and sweet, and he's your best friend already. Maybe if you do it right, you can finally ask Douxie out.

Tales of Douxie: Secret Admirer

You chucked the notepad across the room, frustrated that the stupid holiday was once again upon you. You hated going into town and seeing all the red and the pink and the hearts, and all those people clinging to each other. Secretly, though, you admitted you'd hate Valentine's day a lot less if you actually had someone of your own to fawn over.

However, as it stood, you didn't have anyone, so like some children's cartoon villain, you pettily hated the holiday like it was your nemesis.

Well, no. You didn't have anyone who reciprocated your feelings. You would fawn all over your best friend, Douxie, but he just. Didn't. Get. It.

So instead you flopped on your bed and grumbled into your pillow. You really wanted to tell him, but you weren't very good with your words, and while he was amazing at translating your messed up phrases and sentences for other people, you weren't sure if he'd be able to translate for himself.

You rolled over and stared at the ceiling, thoughts turning in your head. Douxie was fond of somewhat dramatic gestures, you knew that much, but you also wanted to be yourself.

Quiet.

A plan developed in your head as the night fell.

<Next day>

Douxie looked up from the register and smiled as you walked in. "Hello, mate! What brings you here so early?"

You sat down and shifted your hair out of your face. "Oh, just wanted to see how you were doing, especially with all the valentine's day orders coming in nonstop right now."

Douxie shrugged as you handed him your card. He swiped it and gave it back, kicking into gear to make your usual order. He spoke as he worked. "I'm not doing too bad, I've done this song and dance so many times, you know. It's just another day to me."

"I imagine," you said, chin resting in your hand.

Douxie handed you your drink, and you parted ways. You grinned as you left the building. You'd seen Archie in the back, so you now knew that no one was at Douxie's place.

Time for phase one.

<A week later>

You'd successfully left him gifts and notes all week. Each day, you'd stopped by the shop first thing, and check for whether or not Archie was around. On Wednesday, you hadn't seen him, so you'd asked about his whereabouts. Douxie then told you he'd gone off to Trollmarket, which put you at ease in one way, and made you nervous for Archie in a different way.

Valentine's Day was set for a Monday, so you left your first gift the Monday before. A bag of coffee beans, and a simple note that said "From your secret admirer!"

On Tuesday, you left him and empty notebook and a set of pencils and pens. "Don't you like writing songs? I though you might enjoy these," is what your note read.

Wednesday, you left a basket of things for Archie, but as to help conceal your identity a little better, you made it just a bunch of regular cat items, but with a blue and black magic theme. "For Archie," the note said.

Thursday, you left a box of dark chocolates. "They're sweet but have a bite. They remind me of my favorite parts of you."

Friday, you left him a pack of seeds. You actually intended them for Nari, but as even you, much less random Arcadian citizens, weren't even supposed to know about her, you didn't say anything. "For how my heart grows when I see you."

Saturday, you left him flowers. "Normally, men don't get flowers. I want to change that. I think you deserve them."

Sunday, you left him a map, and finally dropped some hints. "You know me a lot better than you think right now. I've been shy for a long time, but now I want to step forward and admit to you my feelings and who I am. Meet me here tomorrow?"

You weren't sure he would come, and if he did come, he'd probably be very cautious and suspicious. You hadn't realized how weird it would seem to do this until halfway through, but you wanted to commit to the bit.

You sat on a bench in the park, hands clenched tight in your lap. Good, bad, or middling, this was the day you came clean. You held your breath as you saw him drawing near, and your feet drummed on the ground beneath you.

"Ah, Y/n, I wasn't expecting to see you here! Are you also waiting for a secret admirer?"

You shook your head and stood up. "No, I- Well, actually-" You took a shaky breath. "It's me. I am, was, is? I'm your secret admirer. Hi."

Douxie looked like he had turned into a rebooting computer, trying to process the statement. Then he shut his mouth and shook his head.

"You know, that actually makes sense. But I never knew how much you-" He choked up, his face reddening. "Do you really, really, like me that much?"

You nodded, face warm. "Y-yeah. For a while now. I-"

Douxie caught you off guard when he wrapped you in his arms. "I thought I was alone. You're so captivating, Y/n."

"I'm captivating? You're a wizard! You fight evil at night! I just go to college!"

"And you're amazing at it. I-" He squeezed a bit. "I've probably love you for a long while, too."

The sun and clouds made for a picturesque backdrop to the new tale unfolding in Arcadia Oak's central park, one of discovery and love.

And Archie begging for salmon before he died of sugar overdose.

#nyx writes stuff #douxie #douxie casperan #toa wizards #toa hisirdoux #wizards toa #hisirdoux casperan #tales of arcadia #douxie x reader #valentines day

[sunnyyyyyyyynnus]

"Traitor."

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Pairing: Douxie x Fem!Reader

Warning: angst, sad ending

A/n: (the is based of off Olivia Rodrigo's "Traitor") This takes place 5 years after the events of Rise Of The Titans, so Y/n is 924, Douxie is 925, Claire, Jim, Toby, Steve, Aja, are 22-23 and Krel is 21 I think.

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You spot it the second you enter the kitchen. Sitting right there on the table; thick, pale pink and off-white...sparkly. It's so obvious that Douxie wasn't the one who chose the design. You pick it off the table, weighing it in your hand just as you're weighing your options: You could ignore it, burn it, forget about it. Or you could open it, see if your worst fears had come true.

You rip it open.

The invitation hits the floor a second later.

You fall into a chair, still in shock, your brain unable to process it.

Burying your face in your hands, you let the tears fall.

And that's how Aster-your cat familiar-finds you when he enters the kitchen a minute later, a sight that breaks his heart. He leaps up into your lap and curls up there, remembering everything that's happened that led up to this. It's been a year and a half since Douxie started acting strangely; It's been a year since Douxie broke up with you, leaving you a devastated mess; It's been a year since Douxie started dating Amiee (Ah-mee); It took three months, but eventually you got better. And now this had to happen. 

With a sigh, Aster jumps off your lap and makes his way to the door, planning a visit to Jim and Claire's place. But before he leaves, he turns to look at you one more time, your head buried in you arms which are crossed on the table. You've cried yourself to sleep.

Aster whispers a small "Don't worry, I'll be back soon." before opening the door and stealing away into the night.

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The wedding party is in full swing.

Waiters are walking around with trays of food, uncorking champagne bottles. Couples are dancing. Some helping themselves to food or placing their gift on a round table piled high with wedding gifts. There are people everywhere, chatting, laughing, even yelling. And half the group is surrounding the bride and groom, congratulating them.

You're standing at the entrance of the tent, dressed in a simple outfit, watching the party. Your eyes sought out your friends. You desperately want to see them. Just then, you feel a tap on your shoulder. Spinning around, you see that they had been standing behind you. Jim, Claire, Toby, Aja, Krel, and Steve. They're all looking at you with something close to pity in their eyes. Suddenly, Claire steps forward and engulfs you in a hug. At first, you just stand there, stiff and awkward, but then you relax, melting into the hug. Claire steps back, giving you a small smile which you return.

"We all know it should be you up there." Aja says softly.

You shrug "Then why aren't I?" 

No one says anything. You can tell that Claire wants to, but she's keeping her mouth shut.

"Well, we're at a party, we might as well have some fun" Steve suggests lightly before taking Aja's hand and leading her to the dance floor. Jim, Claire, and Toby all hug you before wandering away. Now it's just you and Krel "You deserve to have some fun you know." he says. Bowing slightly, one hand behind his back, he holds out the other hand dramatically, speaking in a terrible Victorian accent "May I have this dance milady?" You snort as you place your hand in his and he pulls you onto the dance floor where Steve and Aja are already dancing. Correction, Aja is spinning around while Steve stares at her with hearts in his eyes. You push away all thoughts of Douxie and his new wife and try to enjoy yourself, but it's hard to do so when the couple in question are about ten feet away from you.

(Twenty-Four. Minutes. Later.)

The D.J picks up a microphone next to him and tests it before speaking into it "Would everyone please move off of the dance floor? It's time for the bride and groom's first dance" Everyone starts clapping as people make their way off the dance floor and form a circle around it. You and Krel walk over to where Jim, Toby and Claire are standing; Aja appears a minute later with Steve behind her, holding a plate of food. 

You suddenly feel nauseas and you're not sure if you'll be able to watch the dance, but the song starts playing and you feel all the sickness leave you, replaced by a wave of hurt, rage, and betrayal that you haven't felt in a while.

This was your song, the song you and Douxie would always listen to. You knew it couldn't be a coincidence that this was their dance song; it was an old one and only a very few people from this century have heard it (I don't have a song, okay?! I'm just writing this cuz it fits).

The scene in front of you disappears; You see yourself, standing in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Douxie hugging you from behind, his face buried in the crook of your neck. You see yourself sitting in Douxie's lap, his tattooed arms wrapped around you, the same song Douxie and Amiee are dancing to right now playing in the background. You see Douxie telling you how much he loves you and that someday, he'll make sure that you're always his. You laugh and tell him that you're already his, always have been, always will be.

I always have been and I always will be.

Then the memories change; You see yourself standing in the middle of the apartment you used to share with Douxie, a hand covering your mouth, your eyes screwed shut, tears streaming down your face as Douxie apologizes one more time before leaving.

You betrayed me! And I know that you'll never feel sorry, for the way I hurt, yeah

You talked to her

When we were together

Loved you at your worst

But that didn't matter 

It took you two weeks, to go off and date her

Guess you didn't cheat

But you're still, you're still a traitor!

You feel someone grab your shoulders and pull you in the opposite direction before pushing you into a chair. It's only now  that you realize that you're hyperventilating. Someone hands you a glass of water which you gratefully accept, downing it in one gulp. Your vision clears and you see Krel standing in front of you, looking extremely worried. Aja and Claire are on either side of him, Steve behind them, while Jim and Toby stand on either side of the chair you're sitting in.

"We should never have come, let's just leave, get tacos or something." Toby suggests "You don't need to tell me twice." You mutter as you stand up. As you all near the entrance, you realize that you left your purse at a table "I'll meet you guys outside, I just need to get my purse" You're gone before anyone can say something.

You find your purse at the table you were sitting at before the dance. You grab it and turn to leave but feel someone staring at you. You turn your head and lock eyes with none other than Hisirdoux Casperan. You stiffen as his hazel orbs bore into your own. "Brown guilty eyes."  You scoff and move towards the entrance, but before leaving, you turn to look at Douxie one more time. He's still staring at you. 

"God I wish you had thought this through before I went and fell in love with you."

#toa #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #3below #wizards #rott #rise of the titans #toa 3below #toa trollhunters #hisirdoux casperan #douxie x reader #douxie #douxie casperan #toa wizards #wizards tales of arcadia #wizards toa #Spotify #Sunny writes

[tomatosamla]

I guess I'm in love - Douxie x reader

Request: nope

Series: Valentine's day blurbs 2022

Warnings: just kinda angst, and also, this wrote itself, if it's crap it's because of that.

Plot: just Doux and reader making some pies while he thinks of everything except the present.

Word count: 689.

Taglist: nope

A/N: Could be read as a part 2 of my Immortal fic, but can also be read alone.

A/N2: Fic inspired (and the lyrics are there so...) by I guess I'm in love by Clinton Kane.

Another successful mission, nobody got badly hurt (there was at least no blood), they were all resting in Camelot, they had gone for ice cream. Life was good.

Douxie and his partner were at the library, resting, reading, making weird giggles because of what they were reading. Good times.

“Hey! Doux!” Y/N whispered-scream, he made a hmm noise, indicating they could continue. “What do you feel about making some meat pies?”

He took his eyes away from his book to look at them. “I’m listening.”

They giggled and got up from the chair to take Douxie’s hand and guide him to the palace kitchen.

“And why do I get so nervous when I look into your eyes? / Butterflies can’t stop me falling for you”

Meat pies had always been his favorite. 900 years ago, Camelot sold the best meat pies he had ever tasted, even though he hadn’t found anything remotely as tasty, the pies he made alongside Y/N were very delicious. They always said that flavor was the love they both poured onto making them, Douxie believed them.

Ever since the death of the Arcane Order (except for Nari) things had quieted down on the world, Earth didn’t need that much saving. Akiridion-5 and Earth had made a lot of progress in political exchange. If anything were to happen to leave any of the planets at stake, they would join forces. But nothing had happened, so most of the political discussions were for technology and resources.

After saving the planet the Arcadia Gang became some sort of celebrities, they made press conferences to ensure the peace. During those meetings the less known of the gang stayed on Camelot, doing security exercises, just in case.

“How you love the things I hate about myself / That no one knows, but with you, I see hope again / Oh, I'm a mess / When I overthink the little things in my head / You seem to always help me catch my breath / But then I lose it again / When I look at you, that's the end”

And because of the technological advances Earth and Arkiridion had accomplished together, the pies were done in under an hour. At least for the both of them.

“Do you think we should ask the kids if they want any?” Y/N asked a kinda distracted Douxie.

He just couldn’t believe how much they’ve grown, all of them. It was kinda weird to think about. Most of the gang went to counseling and therapy, because being the heroes of Arcadia didn’t mean they couldn’t have trauma. In fact it was the opposite. Because of being the heroes they needed to go to therapy.

Even though Y/N hadn’t participated directly in the conflicts (because they’re a healer, not a fighter), they recommended to Doux they go to therapy together. They made this suggestion mostly because of the anxiety he always presented when they both talked about searching professional help for their traumas. He always said their eyes were therapy enough. They insisted it wasn’t.

“And I love the way / You can never find the right things to say / And you can't sit still an hour in the day / I'm so in love, let's run away because us is enough”

“Doux!” they screamed, pulling him out of his thoughts. Frightened, he dropped a tray full of the pies they just made.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! I-” He started picking up the pies, putting them back on the tray.

“Hey, hey, hey. It 's ok. Nothing happened, we can make more. Don’t worry.”

“And darlin', this is more than anything I felt before / You're everything that I want, but I didn't think I'd find / Someone who is worth the wait of all the years of my heartbreak / But I know now I found the one I love”

He looked at them again, and when he looked into their eyes, everything clicked. Nothing that had happened before could compare to the feeling of peace he had when being with them. He had to stop living in the past. He would take their offer. They would both go to therapy together.

#hisirdoux casperan #douxie #douxie casperan #douxie x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #tales of arcadia #toa #au

[malibix]

Pillow Forts & Fairy Lights || One-Shot | Hisirdoux Casperan x GN!Reader

Summary: What’s better to relax and celebrate making it through another week of living than a cozy pillow fort, snacks and movies with your favourite person?

Word Count: 1501

Warnings: None!

Taglist: @furblrwurblr​ @moppetwithamanbun​ @tales-of-hisirdoux​ @alovesongshewrote​ @yagirlcheesely​ @daydream-believin​

Douxie's had a closing shift at the café again and it being a Friday meant he had the weekend free, so you decide to start the weekend off like any not normal normal couple would. 

Pulling the cushions off your couch and stacking them up with blankets and bedsheets with chairs holding it all up from the sides, you found that you’d made a pretty stable fort base if you did so say yourself. Next, you pulled out some fairy lights from your room and strung them up around the inside of the fort to the best of your ability. A little bit of tape and some twist ties got you a long way.

The fort itself stretched off the couch and over the floor, your kitchen island bar stools holding up the later. 

Once you'd moved into the apartment, your inflow of blankets had come with you, so there never really was a shortage. Douxie had always complained about being cold. You’d sure solved that problem. You used them to build a sort of platform or mat on the floor off the couch on the floor, and on the couch you did the same. It was already beginning to look and feel like a cozy little warm igloo in there. The "top floor" of the fort had a mountain of your favourite blankets, as you had not been willing to sacrifice them to the floor. 

You checked the clock and your text messages to see that Douxie was just finishing up closing at work now, which meant you still had a little time before he got home. You clambered out from the opening of the fort and took a step back to admire your handy work. Nodding in satisfaction at its interior and deeming it acceptable and some quick adjustments to fix the exterior to your liking, you set off to the kitchen for your next mission: snacks. 

Rifling through the cabinets, you settled on some Doritos and Smartfood, as well as some candy bars and gummies you'd bought earlier. You scooped all the goods into your arms and shuffled back over to the fort, trying your best not to drop anything on the way there. Multiple trips were for suckers. 

Was the couch right in front of the tv? Yes. Did that mean you could be in the couch fort while watching said tv? Not particularly. 

Having planned this, you pulled out your laptop and strung it's cord through the mass of pillows and blankets to sit on the top level of the fort on the only neatly stacked pile of blankets. Next, you hauled all the snacks that you’d promptly dropped at the entrance to the fort, into the lower level blanket lair and turned off the lights to save them for the grand reveal of your evening plans for when Douxie got home. 

Archie made himself comfortable inside, which you didn't mind one bit. He was always good company, so even though you thought it to be like a little date night, you had no problem with sharing the space with the familiar. 

You didn't plan to watch any specific movies or show, you just figured you'd both decide together and figure it out later when he got home. You also ended up leaving the drink choices alone for when he got back. You assumed he'd want tea after a long day at work, but you could never be too sure. 

It wasn’t much longer until you heard footsteps outside the apartment door and the jingling of keys as Douxie unlocked the door. It wasn't a rare occurrence for him to step into a completely dark apartment. Sometimes you’d fall asleep somewhere while the sun was still out and just hadn't turned any lights on before it set. Other times he'd just find you in your room hunched over your device and lit up by only the glow of your phone or laptop. Once in a while though, he'd find a little glowing orbs of your magic to light the way to your room, where he’d find you reading surrounded by a handful of them. Almost like you sat in a field of oversized fireflies. 

He much preferred the last one as it made him worry less about you damaging your eyesight. Not to mention you always looked so peaceful reading there in your magical light, mind in another world as you read the story you held in your hands. 

Today however, he was greeted with the first option. Pitch darkness was the only thing to welcome him home. Not even Archie came to greet him. Some friend he was. 

Of course the wizard wasn't aware that his familiar was currently snoozing away in a fort hidden by said darkness, but still. 

He heard a faint shuffling from somewhere in the living room, followed by your voice welcoming him home and asking him how his day was. 

"Sorry for the darkness! I made us a surprise though! C’mere," 

He felt your hand grab his and you pulling him slightly to lead him across the room. 

"Just oneee second-!"

There was a bit of a pause and a little more shuffling before little lights sprouted up under the roof of the fort. Their brightness dimmed by the bed sheets made them look like a bunch of glowworms in their living room. The fairy lights illuminated the room just enough for Douxie to be able to make out the fort and the shapes of everything inside it. 

"I thought a couch fort-movie night was a good way to celebrate the weekend and making it through another week of customer service." 

The glow from the fort now gave enough light for him to make out the grin on your face. 

He couldn't help but smile back at the thoughtful gesture, "Thank you love, it's perfect."

"Archie's already in there and made himself at home by the way, hope you don't mind."

You crouched down to crawl through the entrance and into the fort. "You gonna stand out there by yourself all night or what?"

Douxie smiled again as the lights lit up your silhouette under the sheets, just enough for him to see you waving him in. 

"Oh wait almost forgot, sorry hold on," You crawled back out, heading for the kitchen to get drinks. "Tea?"

"Sure thing, darling."

You smiled back as you filled the kettle with water and set it to boil. “Oh go on, don’t be shy. Make yourself comfy and I’ll be right over.” “I’m going, I’m going.” He chuckled lightly, putting his hands up in defense as he crawled into the fort.

You may or may not have magicked your way to boiling water to save time, but soon enough you poured your cups of tea and returned to the fort in the living room. What? Magic may not be a permissible shortcut to hard work, but it wasn’t you who was Merlin’s apprentice after all. 

You dropped bags of your favourite tea into travel mugs, just to be safe, and poured in the hot water before bringing them back over to the fort in your living room. 

“Do me a favour and hold these for me for a second please?” You stuck your arms into the fort, holding the travel mugs out to Douxie who chuckled and took them from you as you’d asked.

“No problem,” he said.

“Thanksss,” you said, shimmying your way into the fort with various noises of struggle. To which, your wizard simply laughed at in amusement. 

“You alright there, love? Having trouble getting into your own fortress?” 

“Ha ha, very funny.” You made extra effort to take up as much space as possible once you’d reached him. 

Archie protested slightly as you both shuffled around trying to make yourselves comfortable, but eventually settled back down once you'd done the same. As you discussed movie options, you'd eventually settled on a new fantasy release and curled up at Douxie's side. He wrapped an arm around you while you pulled up a blanket and buried yourself further into his chest, making yourself cozy. 

Douxie wasn't one for confined spaces, but having you right next to him in a fort you'd made with love for him made him feel much more at peace. You shared the snacks you'd previously brought in while sipping your tea and enjoying the movie together. 

The movie however, was rather long. And though it was good, that didn't help keep the two of you awake after a long day of work. You fell asleep in his arms probably just after halfway through the movie, and he fell asleep not long after. 

Archie had made his way onto your lap by the time the movie credits rolled around and promptly curled up where he sat, glad that his wizards were home. The three of you stayed like this the rest of the night, in the company of each other and under the cover of bedsheets and artificial stars.

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