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troublesometrollhunters · 1 year

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Yandere Hisirdoux Casperan 💙🔪

~ If Hisirdoux finds an obsession he loves he is not above secretly using magic to make himself seem cooler or more appealing. Maybe he uses mind reading to make sure he's impressing you, or he casts a small charm to be super strong or super smart so he can help you lift things or have a long conversation about the topics you love. If you seem resistant or not interested Douxies not above using magical persuasion, a type of spell that'll make you want to do what he asks you to so he can snag a date.

~ Phones are some of the most useful inventions on earth. Why cast a spell on you when he can just use your phone to track you? He wants to memorize your schedule and know where you go so he can plan meet cutes and make himself appear mysterious but alluring. With Zoes help he preorchestrates everything by tracking where you'll be and when. Using a fake account to check up on you. But its obvious his plan is working when he gets that first date and begins to gain your interest. He makes himself apart of your schedule and implements himself in your daily life. Whenever he changes the schedule or leaves you notice and ask him about it making him smile. Slowly but surely he's wormed his way in.

~ He's not quit sure when he fell for you but when he fell, he fell hard and now he can't get you out of his head. Out of his 919 years on this planet no one has ever made him feel this way and he's not about to let this feeling go. He's lost so much and given up so many things. But he loves you too much too ever let you go.

~ Douxie wears his heart on his sleeve for everyone to see but he hides his obsession of you from you. He doesn't want to come off as annoying or clingy or even creepy. He also doesn't want you to know about his endless love for you, at least not yet. He wants to befriend you and become a constant part of your life before he makes you his and Douxie wants to make sure the transition from strangers to friends to lovers is flawless and that no one will ever question if you fell in love too quickly. The moment he set eyes on you he knew you were the one but the rest of the world didn't need to know that, not until it was the right time.

~ He talks about you to Archie all the time. The familar knows you just as much as Douxie if not more. As his familar Douxie and Archie are already connected and have a deep bond where emotions are shared, but when Douxies obsession with you grows so does Archies. Archie helped raise Douxie and cares about him more than anything. So if Douxie cares about you, so does Archie. The familar often gives Douxie advice for how to woo you and Archie being the romantic he is, can't wait for when you two finally fall in love. Hopefully you like cats because he'll act like a stray and follow you to help Douxie keep tabs on you.

~ You hang out all the time. At his bookstore, the coffee shop he works at, college in between classes, and before and after his shows. He's always inviting you and your friends places and making sure that you love him and that your friends approve of him. He bumps into you while your out so he can introduce himself to your parents and any family in the area so they know him and trust him and he quickly gains confidence when it comes to courting you. He slowly eases out of friend territory and into boyfriend territory.

~ You're invited to all his concerts. Douxie makes sure to keep an eye out for you as he performs. His bandmates and many of his fans notice the sudden switch from hard rock songs to more lovey dovey music. He pours all of his passion and love into his music hoping you understand and hear him. After all music was his world but now your his world. He wants no needs you to understand he'd do anything for you.

~ He lavishes you with attention and gifts. Backstage passes, free merch, concert tickets to other shows, sentimental items, cute souvineers, movie tickets, and anything else you could ever want. He tries not to overwhelm you with all the money he spends on you but you just deserve the world and he always adores your smile. He can't wait til you smile at him like that all the time.

~ Douxie is smart and patient. Hes willing to play the long game even if he doenst really want too. He wants you to know he's magic but he needs you to find out in a cool way. He often fantasizes about saving you at work and being your hero. He slowly introduces the concept of magic and gives you books from his giftstore to try and get you interested. You'll never become a magic user yourself but he'd like you to not freak out at the idea of him having magic.

~ When you find out your ecstatic and ask him so many questions. You begin doing more research in his shop and help him hide his secret. He tells you all sorts of stories and slowly he watches you fall in love with just like he planned. Hisirdoux is planning your wedding in his head every time you laugh and he can't wait til your together forever.

~ You're not magic but that doesn't matter to him. Hisirdoux knows more than enough ancient spells that could keep you alive forever. Age won't be a problem and whether you like it or not you will be spending the rest of your life with him. He will love and protect you and be your knight in shining armor. History may not remember the name Hisrdoux but you, you will never forget him.

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mydelusionalwriting · 7 months

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As You silently typed on your computer you suddenly felt a slender arm wrap around your waist and a sudden weight on your side as a few kisses were trailed from your shoulder to your cheek*

"Doux? What're you doing? I need to concentrate" You stiffle a giggle as a tired mumble escaped the young wizards mouth. Shaking your head you went back to studying for your upcoming exam that was worth almost your entire grade.

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Eventually however your eyes began to slowly droop before shaking your head and kept or trying to at least keep studying when Douxie spoke up his voice husky from sleep.

"Love...? What're you still doing its 3am" he slowly reached out and gently closed your computer after making sure the work had been saved. He gently scooped you up and began walking up the stairs to the bedroom.

After he lair down he slowly pulled you into his chest rubbing circles into your back while gently pressing kisses to your face and shoulders.

"I love you Doux..." you softy mumble out succumbing to the sleep you so desperately needed.

"Mhm I know..I love you too Love" he kissed your forehead gently as he slowly fell asleep keeping his arms wrapped around your waist.

#douxie casperan x reader #douxie x reader #trollhunters #tales of arcadia #wizards tales of arcadia #douxie #douxie casperan #Douxie Casperan fluff #x reader #reader insert

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ettellessa · 2 years

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I decided somebody had to fix Rise of the Titans so I did it myself.

I cut out all the bad things: no pregnant Steve, no bad ending.

Feel free to watch, save, reupload and share. Enjoy, huzzah.

Fixed It (G-drive)

Fixed it (mega)

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lovedropletsdreams · 1 year

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Douxie : hey (y/n) you wanna know how i'm like a bicycle?

Y/n : cuz once they learned how to ride you they never forget?

Douxie : (blushing profusely).... i was gonna say it's because i'm 'two tired'

Archie

#douxie #hisirdoux casperan #tales of arcadia #toa wizards #toa #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie imagine #douxie x reader #toa hisirdoux #wizards hisirdoux #wizards tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia wizards #hisirdoux

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makethiscanon · 1 year

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Forgotten in the Frosted Hills: Part 1

'Post my forgotten WIPs' won out on the poll, so here's chapter one of a Krel x Fem!Reader who likes the cold fic. Sorry Skrael lovers, he does feature but isn't the pairing.

Word Count: 1750 || Rating: Teen || Warnings: Mild Threat/Violence || Tags (Chapter Specific): Plot-Focused, Reasonably Canon-Compliant, Adventure, Fantasy Realism, First Encouters, Prologue, Reader is English for Specific Arcadia Canon Purposes.

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You didn’t mind the cold. In fact, compared to the heatwaves of summer, you absolutely adored it. People often questioned how you could stand to walk around in light dresses when everyone else wore thermals. Truth was, you liked being chilly. The bitterest winter winds were a tickle on your skin, and in the cold you finally felt like you could focus. Summer sunshine only ever brought discomfort, leaving you stranded indoors where you would not burn or melt.

People often commented on your odd preference, but you didn’t mind. Not until your oddity caught the eye of someone you wished it didn't.

It was a mid-winter afternoon in rural England. Not as cold as usual for the time of year, but certainly enough to keep most people indoors. You, however, were out on the hills. The fields were empty, cattle nestled up warm in barns some many miles away, giving you the freedom to wander at your leisure. No coat. No hat. Just a thin dress, and tights that had no other function than to hide the imperfections of your legs.

You were strolling the hillsides, trying your best to locate an unusual tree-stump that had caused a ruckus at school today. Apparently, it had appeared out of nowhere, but looked like an ancient throne. You didn’t know if you believed the rumour, but it never hurt to check on days like today. It was too cold for anyone else to be out, meaning you could make a fool of yourself if the rumour turned out to be fake, and no one would know.

It was odd, actually. The past few days, you’d almost been certain someone was watching you. With fields stretching on for miles out here, though, there was nowhere for someone to hide.

You walked on, wondering if the colder bite to the air was just your imagination. But as you carried on, you began to notice frost speckling the grass underfoot. Your breath turned to white clouds. You smiled. You hoped that meant snow.

When you reached the peak of the hill, you stilled. Beyond, the land fell into a shallow crater, sloped on every side. It was a natural phenomenon, though the people from town often said it had ties to the Fae. You usually scoffed at such stories, and had wandered here plenty to know that wasn’t true.

But this time the crater – and the crater, alone – was white. Not with snow. With frost. And there, in the saddle between the four hillsides stood the throne, its dark wood standing out against the icy ground.

You edged down the slope to get a closer look, watching your footing as the frost turned thicker. With every few steps, the air grew colder. Alarmingly so. You’d never felt it so clearly before. It was fresh and invigorating, and you were sure any other person would have turned back with frostbite by now.

You felt eyes on you as you descended into the crater. When you were almost close enough to touch the throne, you stopped. The hairs along your arms and neck were prickling. You scanned the hilltops for signs of a lurker, but no one was there. But there had to be. You could feel them.

After a moment, you turned your attention back to the throne. Now that you were close, you could see the intricate carvings in the wood. They looked old. You’d walked this part of the hills many times before. A tree-throne this worn, it should have been here for decades, but you had never seen it before.

Being a reluctant skeptic, you hoped this was proof enough of something more than human. You wanted to believe. Perhaps now you could.

Figuring you needed to give it a once over to make sure it wasn’t some artsy installation, you ran your hands along the bark, then froze as a humourless chuckle carried on the wind.

“Don’t you feel it?”

Someone was behind you. You turned to look, but found no one there. Yet the hairs on the back of your neck still prickled.

“You aren’t like the others.”

This time, the voice sounded more concrete. Not something you could so easily dismiss.

You turned to look at the throne once more, coming face to face with a being that was as ancient as time itself. Your breath caught. You were too surprised to move.

He looked thin, with skin as blue as frost, eyes as black and as bright as the night sky, and was wrapped in a shroud with the skull of some ancient horned being adorning his head. It was not in his face that you saw his age, for his façade looked no older than you, but as soon as you laid eyes upon him, you felt your own mortality, and how small it was in the presence of his eternity.

He smiled a wicked smile.

“At last, we meet in person.”

He sat in the throne, one knee hooking over its arm as he claimed it leisurely, exposing a portion of his bare leg as his shroud slipped down into his lap.

“Aren’t you… cold?” You asked. It was a strange thing to ask, out of every uncertainty running rampant in your mind, yet somehow felt the safest of many questions. Suddenly, here was a being confirming every wild story of the Fae you had ever heard. He was physical proof that there was more to the world than what it seemed. Yet you were too scared to ask about any of it.

His smile grew wider, his eyes unblinking.

“I fathom I am just as cold as you.”

You almost told him that you didn’t feel the cold, only you stopped yourself once you saw the blackened ends of his fingertips, plagued by frostbite.

He noticed what you had seen. Raising a hand to study himself, turning it this way and that, he spared it but a glance before returning attention to you in full.

“Haven’t you ever wondered why the cold doesn’t bother you? Why it is, that others must wrap themselves in layers when the temperatures plummet, and you do not?”

How did he know that?

In a blink, he was behind you. His hands found your bare arms and he trailed his fingers across your skin. They felt so incredibly, impossibly cold. But it was not uncomfortable. He mused, pressing his nose into the side of your hair, his breath against your ear.

“My touch can kill animals, and wither plants to nought. Yet, you do not flinch.”

He slipped in front of you, hovering off the ground, bringing his face close to yours. His white-blue irises were so bright they were frightening.

You felt a dread welling in your stomach, one that could not be abated as you took a step back. At last we meet in person, he had said. Who was he, this creature from whom you could feel not an ounce of kindness, yet spoke to you without malice? He was asking questions you had never pondered, making you wonder about impossibilities no human ever need wonder.

“I… like the cold.” You said after a moment, aware he was hinting at such a thing anyway. “But who are you? Why does it sound like you know me?”

You being here was coincidence, and nothing more. It was by chance you had stumbled onto him, by chance you had sought out the throne. He knew all about your preference for the cold, yet it could simply be his deduction. You had willingly wandered into the middle of a frost-patch in a dress, after all.

“I am Skrael of the North Wind,” he offered. But his next words sent a shiver down your spine. “And you are to be my bride.”

Without an ounce of humour, an ounce of leeway, his words settled over you like a chill you never thought you could experience.

“Wh-what’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, taking yet another step back. He had to be a trickster. He couldn’t really mean it. “I don’t know you.”

He glided towards you, following even as you continued to step back. You made it to the edge of the frost patch before he slipped behind you, grabbing your wrist. You span, hoping to dislodge his grip, but to your utmost horror, he was unfathomably stronger than his thin body looked.

“If you fight me, I shall make this difficult.” He warned, icy talons forming on the tips of his fingers. “You are my bride, ____, whether you like the fact, or not.”

“I can’t be.” You demanded, trying again to pull free. “You’ve got the wrong girl.”

He chuckled humourlessly.

“I would not stoop so low as to willingly put my hands on a mortal. I have studied you closely for weeks. There can be no other. You are my destined bride.”

He was insane. Bride was one thing. Destined bride was something else entirely.

“Let me go.” You demanded, using your other hand to try to pry him off. But his grip held fast. He watched your helpless struggle with clear amusement. He did not stop you. Your pathetic attempt was futile.

“Come.” He said, after tiring of your games. “I wasted enough time pursuing you. Now that I have you, the day of reckoning draws nearer.”

He floated back towards the centre of the frost patch, unfazed by your struggling. You tried to pull back, to kick your heels into the ground, but nothing stopped him. The agonisingly slow pace at which he moved only served to amp up your distress as he neared the blackened wood throne.

“Stop!” You wailed with a shriek, embedding your nails into the flesh of his hand. He stopped with a sudden jolt. You realised then that it was not the scratching, but the shriek that had faltered him. So with a deep breath, you shrieked again, hoping it would stun him.

But the only thing your cry served was to earn you a fierce slap across the cheek, and a glare that promised all hell should you do it again. The pain was excruciating. It burned and stung, and knocked your sight blind for a moment.

Skrael said nothing. With you knocked into a stupor, he pulled you to the throne and placed his hand upon the wood. In an instant, you, the throne, and even the frost vanished, leaving not a trace that they had ever existed.

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[WRITING MASTERLIST]

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oinkoink321 · 10 months

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Tales of Arcadia and Spiderverse

As a fan of tales of Arcadia AND Across the Spiderverse…….my head is filled with thoughts of Douxie, Claire, Krel, Hobie and Gwen being in a band together. Like my heart cannot I’m convulsing and disintegrating at the thought of them all being friends and playing together. THEY WOULD CREATE AMAZING MUSIC I WOULD DEF BE A FAN!! And imagine being their crush or significant other. LIKE THE SONGS THEY WOULD WRITE ABOUT YOU. As a person that’s in love with all these people I am dying and sobbing. That’s it. That’s all I have to say

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glitchglint · 2 years

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Hisirdoux Casperan appreciation post

#hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #trollhunters tales of arcadia #wizards tales of arcadia #douxie #douxie x reader

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mysteriesmuse · 1 year

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Douxie Masterlist:

All the wonderful goofy Douxie content in 1 space! 🪐🔭

P.S. Anything with one of these (*) beside it will be a personal favorite of mine.

12 Century Hairdo

Just Another Normal Day Pt 2!

New Event Added to Calendar

Hotel Hiccups *

A Bit Bigger *

Sweaters

Over the Many many many years

Physical Touch

Come Hither, Hisirdoux

Catty Cauterizations *

A Cathedrals Chase *

“I think he finds a secret joy in watching me cram” *

Arcadian Oaks LoveLetter

Faithfully Yours

The Oldest Couple

#toa #hisirdoux casperan #masterlist #douxie casperan #toa wizards #douxie imagine #douxie x reader #douxie #fanfic #fanfiction #oneshot #drabbles #reader insert

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pers3phone399 · 9 months

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HI I'M WRITING A THING!

Do you like:

The Tales of Arcadia Series on Netflix?

MAgiC?

Funky little oc's that make fun quips?

Douxie Casperan?

Heartbreaking familial bonds that'll make you (hopefully) laugh and cry?

Then you should check out my newly published ao3 story Heartstone Guardian!

It's a bit of a labor of love and a little slow going but I still hope you enjoy it anyway!

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sofiafantasies · 6 months

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A Snow Experiment

A/N: Disclaimer this is Tales of Arcadia Fanfic and the characters do not belong to me. And of course you own you. I'll be using [Name] and [Last name] as a substitute to Y/N and L/N. This will be a quick thing and I don't really know if I'll do a part two, unless you want me to (It was not a quick thing). Im so sorry! This is a female reader! You can change the pronouns and stuff. I'm a female myself so it's easier to do so.

[Name] [Last Name] was a regular teen. Or as regular as she can be. Right now she was sitting crisscrossed on the floor with a white dress. She inhaled and exhaled twice before opening her [Eye Color] eyes. Her cold stare matched the cold room. Ice everywhere, snow scattered on the floor, and ice sculptures on the bookshelf as little snowflakes fell.

She looked around hearing the clink clacks of heels coming from the hallway outside. The door creaked and a woman walked in. Her blonde hair that was in a high ponytail moved back and forth as she walked towards her. "Experiment 626 (six two six), rise." The woman said, more like commanded. [Name] obliged with it. She rose gracefully, her expression still cold, dark, and blank.

The woman looked down at the clipboard and wrote a few words. "You have visitors." The woman said as she glanced at [Name] before looking back at the clipboard. This peaked [Name's] interest. A visitor? That was new and forbidden. She wasn't allowed to see anybody. Especially since last time...

"Run!"

"She's gone mad!"

Sreams were heard so many screams. "Stop her!" She struggled to move from the grip of the fire Experiment. Those Experiments are used for her. "She almost killed her!"

She looked at the person with a bleeding arm. Her [Eye Color] eyes held unshed tears.

She blinked the memory away and looked down, her [Hair Color] fell on her face a little. (If you have Afro hair or smth like Muslim then ignore that). "Why are they here?" [Name] siad as she raised her head up. The woman looked at her and grinned. "You'll see." Was all she said and walked out the room leaving thw door open.

[Name] stood there. She wasn't sure if she should go. What di it was a trap? She walked to the door leaving trails of ice behind her. Every step she took made a clicking sound. She stepped out of the room and looked to the long hallway to hear faint whispers of people talking.

"She is very beautiful." She heard the woman's voice say. "How long has she lived for?" A man's voice came next. "Well, Borislav, she has lived sicne the 12th century...Camelot." The woman answered. [Name] was coming closer. "Camelot?" The man named Borislav said. "Mm, indeed." The woman hummed. "You know what this could bring to us, Isabella?" Borislav's voice rose.

"I do. And she has powers beond our reach. She could be the key for all our troubles." The woman that attended [Name] earlier is now known as Isabella, said. "And besides, you can take her. She's all yours for 50 million." [Name] could hear the grin in her voice. "50 million?" The man said doutful. "I'll take her." He announced.

"Perfect! We have a deal." Isabelle reached for his hand and he shook it. "Pardon, but what is happening?" Asked [Name] as she came up from behind the hallway wall. Her hand rested on her chest as the other was holding the side of the wall. "[Name], darling, you're leaving the lab." Isabella said as she turned to look at her.

The man looked at [Name] up and down and he grinned. [Names] cold, dark, and blank expressions were no more. It changed to a terrified one. She didn't know where she would go.

As she sat on the soft surface of a couch she looked down at her hand that rested on her lap. The clink crack of heels. She lifted her head up and stared at the blonde woman known as Isabella.

"Experiment 626 (six two six)," She stopped infront of her. "You are going to Arcadia Oaks."

#tales of arcadia x reader #claire nuñez #toby domzalski #jim lake jr #trollhunters #3below #wizards #blinky galadrigal #arrrrrrrgh #douxie casperan #douxie x reader #x reader #female reader

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sunnyyyyyyyynnus · 2 years

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"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.

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troublesometrollhunters · 11 months

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Jim's sibling AKA reader meets douxie for the first time?

~ First his mom falls for a changeling and now THIS??? Jim's honestly tired of his families sheingians. He knows he's heads over heels for a sorcessres but that's a bit different.

~ You and Jim have always been close and after dad left you got even closer, which makes him protective of you even if your older. For a long time you didn't need anyone except your family and Toby. And for most of your life it really was just you, Jim, Mom, Toby and of course Aunt Nana. Until you and Jim started falling for different people. Jim fell for Claire and theater while you fell for Hisirdoux and music.

~ You met the handsome wizard at the cafe he works at. You were picking up an order before your college classes and one to drop off for your mom since Jim forgot to cook that week. He was so nice to you and the shop was really serene so it becomes your regular place and after awhile you just begin getting closer. You'd always loved that area but you'd never been into that cafe before that instance. And when you bumped into the mysterious hazel eyed stranger it just became apart of your routine.

~ When Jim became the Trollhunter you started seeing Douxie less and apprentally he noticed. After a long month of homework, trollhunting, and dealing with an angry mom, you popped into the cafe to get your favorite comfort pastry and drink. Douxie winks at you when he sees you, waving the charge and asking where you've been. You couldn't be more greatful as you began to drink your large order.

~ After the free drink and him really showing an interest in you, you ask him for his number. You begin texting regularly and even start to meet up on campus. Your still busy with trollhunting but you do your best to make time for him. You start seeing each other a lot more and get closer. You can't tell him about what's happening to you but you can tell him about the stress and all the pressure mom puts on you. He can't tell you about his wizarding night job but he can talk about his stressful cafe job and a growing pest problem in Arcadia.

~ Jim started to complain about a punk guy he'd seen around while you complained about a certain purple haired theater nerd. Neither of you understanding or knowing that you were talking about your respective girlfriend/boyfriend.

~ You finding out each other's secrets was an accident on both your parts. Hisrdoux was fighting some ancient evil from the shadow realm while you were going against a troll assassin sent by Gatto. As his spell collided with your enemy, your weapon went straight through his. It wasn't how you wanted him to find out and it wasn't how he was going to tell you but standing there adrenaline coursing through your veins you couldn't stop yourself from the kiss you'd wanted to give him for weeks now.

~ None of your confession went to plan. But neither did his. That wasn't how you wanted him to learn you were the Trollhunters sibling. And that's not how he wanted you to learn he was Merlin's Apprentice. But life doesn't always go the way you want to and while Merlin and Jim didn't love it you both loved each other and really? That's all that mattered.

#trollhunters #toa #toa x reader #wizards #wizards x reader #hisirdoux casperan #toa hisirdoux #wizards hisirdoux #hisirdoux x reader #douxie #douxie x reader #douxie casperan #douxie casperan x reader

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mydelusionalwriting · 6 months

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Inhale

So here I am about to go to sleep...right?

When out of nowhere I started thinking of a Douxie x reader story where the Reader is actually Toby's sibling (or adopted)

the Reader and Douxie start hitting things off and spending more time together and acting different around one another then they do around any of the others

Toby begins to notice something is off with the way they are acting and begins to get a little peeved that his sibling hasn't been hanging out with him and talking to him as much and spends most of the time chatting and hanging out with Douxie instead.

And so Toby decides to spy on the two of them after they both left at suspiciously the same time and after he finally catches up to them he sees them holding hands and kissing.

Toby was lets say shocked at seeing his older sibling kissing and holding hands with Douxie. And in shock and surprise he calls everyone else up who are also just as shocked and surprised.

Later that day after his sibling came back he grabbed their arm and yanked them into his room"Soooo when did you and Douxie become a couple? " Toby asked staring at his sibling with narrowed eyes

Y/N turning red stared at him in shock their mouth hanging open before they shook themselves out of it "H-How did you?"

"How did I figure out you two were a couple?" Toby finished for Y/N "Well" bringing out his phone he showed Y/N the pictures he took of them and Douxie holding hands and kissing.

"......." Y/N stared downwards contemplating on what to say as they quietly said "we were going to tell you..but considering how rocky things have been we wanted to tell everyone when the time was right,"

Toby sighed before shaking his head "just...don't hide these sorts of things from me alright?"

Y/N chuckling nodded "alright deal" as they hug Toby suddenly remembered something.

"Also I'm not gonna be the one to tell Claire that you and Douxie are dating," Toby said narrowing his eyes at his older sibling knowing how Claire was when it came to his siblings love life even after they told Claire that they had never dated anybody before.

A/N: I wish there were more Reader! As Toby's sibling I think they would have an interesting dynamic especially when it comes to his siblings love life and how he feels about it

#douxie x reader #trollhunters #wizards tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia #x reader #douxie casperan x reader #hisirdoux casperan #toa hisirdoux #mydelusionalwriting

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winter-leftovers · 1 year

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If you’re still doing Douxie/Reader requests, there’s one I’ve been hoping to see. How would Douxie react to an S/O with a different culture? I’m indigenous so I would love it hear about some HCs about something similar. 🥰

Hi!! Of course!! You’re my first request so I hope you like it 💜 also sorry for the delay!

Douxie with a indigenous s/o!

Pairing: Douxie x gn!reader

Warnings?:none

Anyway, I want to start this by saying english is not my first language. I hope everything is well written. Thank you for reading!!

Douxie is a nice person to his core so he always tries to be respectful and kind to the people around him, his s/o wouldn’t be an exception.

He was born during King Arthur’s era and is inmortal so I hc that he traveled A LOT.

He emerges himself in the cultures as much as he can. He does it to blend in but also because he is curious.

When he met you he was enchanted but something he really likes about you is your strong bond to your culture.

Your rituals and traditions were completely new to him. He researched all he could but nothing compares to listening to you talk about it.

After Merlin’s death Douxie lost his conexion to his origins. No one really lives life like he did when he was a child (outside of Archie) so seeing you having a strong connection with your origins made him happy.

He would listen to everything you would tell him. Every history and every reason why things are the way they are.

And he would a 100% be part of anything you ask him and would love every second of it.

I feel im being super redundant BUt he respects you and your culture and will make everyone do the same.

If someone is disrespectful or makes an unwanted comment he would warn them but if the person doesn’t stop or brushes it off as unimportant for some reason that Douxie can’t explain!!! that person would have a completely unrelated string of embarrassing situations that Douxie the universe thinks would make you laugh.

You two would be talking to a third person at the cafe and they joke about your culture and their coffee would fall on their lap and the zipper would be down and they would fall down on the trash can that no one knows why is in the middle of the cafe!!

He is absolutely no doubt will marry you if that is what you want!!

He would do it the way you want. He doesn’t really has a religion (and probably is not a real person on paper) so he’ll definitely marry you in the way you feel is appropriate.

As Taylor Swift said: I’ll marry you with paper rings.

#tales of arcadia #wizards #douxie #douxie x reader #douxie x you #douxie x indigenous!reader #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #my writing

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lovedropletsdreams · 1 year

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Zoe: Why is (y/n) rolling on the floor, laughing? And what happened to Douxie’s forehead?

Archie: *sighs* (y/n) was about to open the top cabinet and it was about to hit Douxie’s head, so i told him to duck and he quacked at me.

Archie: and then hit his head

Zoe: *wheezes*

#douxie #toa #toa memes #toa hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #wizards hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan x reader #tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia wizards #wizards #toa wizards #wizards tales of arcadia #wizards: tales of arcadia

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semisutopia · 1 year

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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.

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