#toa zoe x oc

[prismarts]

im here trying to just relax after 3 days at a relative's place but also my lecturers coming back through texts to give me heart attacks so so so gimme Douxilly/Zolena asks-

or just

asks about my other ocs-

[generalallxsanjishipper]

ADP band interaction pt. 1

[escape-from-arcadia]

Sorry for the shit video but I found this unfinished thing in my files and I want to share because I need for you all to understand how much I love Cayden and Eli’s dynamic and I need to talk about Cayden more.

Cayden is a senior at AOH while Eli is a sophomore, and they are THE red-green duo of TOA, investigating the supernatural and magical and extraterrestrial shenanigans happening in Arcadia.

Cayden is deeply caring and protective of their friends and family. But since they’ve been put under a bad-luck curse, they tend to push people away to protect them. Cayden’s strategy is less of a “woe is me, you must stay away to protect yourself” and more of a keep everyone away from you with a ten foot stick and also a lot of mean sarcastic energy.

Then Eli comes along. In Eli’s freshman year (Cayden’s junior), Mary tells just about everyone at school that Cayden runs a blog about ‘cryptid sightings’ in Arcadia. Eli’s interest is piqued because for his ENTIRE life, he’s been sure weird shit has been happening in Arcadia, and now there’s someone out there he KNOWS will believe him.

So Eli approaches Cayden, and naturally Cayden tells him to fuck off.

But no matter how hard Cayden tries to push Eli away, Eli’s sheer optimism (and stubbornness) never subsides. They FINALLY become friends and lo and behold, Cayden has adopted this child and will send death glares to anyone who harms him (mainly Steve. Cayden never liked Steve).

I don’t do much OC x Canon, but I do do a lot of OC& Canon where my OCs become besties with canon characters (see Selene and Zoe). I think friendships and platonic relationships should be treasured just as much as romantic ones, which you can see a lot of in my OCs (fandom and otherwise).

Cayden and Eli are special to me because they’re two outcasts (one by choice, and one by social pressure) who find a strong bond together with a common belief. Eli is willing and excited to be Cayden’s friend, despite the danger, and he’s so relieved to feel seen, heard, and believed. Cayden does their best to protect Eli from the danger, and is able to relax, have fun, and express their true self around him.

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Finally They Have A FC!

Yes, I had some (read: too much) ocs without fc that were already on my masterlist... but now they have one! (Everyone thanks my brainstorming for my new ocs)

Good Omens

Althea Price - witch; Eltanin’s girlfriend; immortal being (kind of? it’s complicated)

Her faceclaim is Diana Silvers!

Shadowhunters

Nico Lightwood - Shadowhunter; descendant of Violet & Samuel’s kids; Vienna’s younger brother; lives in Rome Istitute; main character in TWP (Yes, I know that series is not out yet)

His faceclaim is Finn Wolfhard! 

Alice Knight - witch/warlock; adoptive “mother” of Lydia Knight; Alice and Magnus are like the fixed points of all the series lmao; angst queen

Her facelaim is Lily James!

Lydia Knight - witch/warlock; Elys’ childhood friend; Brian’s girlfriend

Her faceclaim is Vanessa Morgan!

Brian White - werewolf; Elys’ childhood friend; Lydia’s boyfriend

His faceclaim is Mark Mckenna!

Jackson Milligan - Mundane; Elys’ adoptive father

His faceclaim is Tyler Hoechlin!

Samuel Milligan - Ascent Shadowhunter; Mundane raised in a Shadowhunter family; Alistair Carstairs’ parabatai; madly in love with Violet Lightwood

His faceclaim is Josh Whitehouse!

Vienna Lightwood - Shadowhunter; Nico’s older sister; been to the Academy the same year with Simon Lewis

Her faceclaim is Shelley Henning!

Cassandra Blackthorn - Shadowhunter; Ty and Livvy’s twin sister (they’re a triplet); main character in both TDA and TWP

Her faceclaim in TWP is now Emilia Jones! (Her fc in TDA is Malina Weissman)

Downton Abbey

Lady Elisabeth Crawley - second daughter in the Crawley family; takes shit from no one; her and Sybil could run the world if they wanted to

Her faceclaim is Keira Knightley!

Madeline Barrow - Thomas Barrow’s niece; the most rebel girl in town; a menace to society

Her faceclaim is Millie Bobby Brown!

MCU/Marvel

Victoria Vill (2) - Spider-Girl; Vicky from Raimi!Verse

Her faceclaim is Emmy Rossum!

Victoria Vill (3) - Aranea; Vicky from TASM!Verse

Her faceclaim is Willa Holland!

Ate Erisdottir “Aimee” - goddess; daughter of Eris; Loki ship (they’re literally soulmates okay? 🥺)

Her faceclaim is Emilia Clarke! 

XCU (X-Men)

Leia Forbes - Mutant; half-aware of the fourth wall; Wade ship

Her faceclaim are Zoe Kravitz & Margot Robbie! (Trust me, it has sense, okay?)

Ness Fitzgerald - Hellfire; Ness from the original timeline

Her faceclaim is Angelina Jolie!

Ness Fitzgerald - Hellfire; Arcane; Ness from the New Timeline (but not First Class)

Her faceclaim is Nina Dobrev!

RiordanVerse

Catarine “Cata” Johnson - Redacted; parents Redacted; Apollo/Lester’s friend (her story is setted during TOA); powerful lesbian

Her faceclaim is Rachel Zegler!

Evelyn Chase - Magnus’ adoptive sister; daughter of Loki; TJ ship

Her faceclaim is Kiernan Shipka!

Teen Wolf

Redacted “Addie” Lewis - werecat; Stiles ship

Her faceclaim is Anya Taylor-Joy!

Stranger Things

Autumn Hopper - 013; Anya Richards; Hawkins Lab experiment; Miles Henderson’s sister figure; Steve ship

Her faceclaim is Jenny Boyd!

Under this you have my Harry Potter ocs! You’ve been warned!

Harry Potter 

Nath Andrews - wizard; part of the S.Q.U.A.D.; Ravenclaw;

His faceclaim is Jordan Fisher!

Theo Denton - wizard; part of the S.Q.U.A.D.; Gryffindor

His faceclaim is Evan Mock!

Callisto Black - witch; daughter of Rosalinf and Sirius; sister of Jan us and Justine Black; Hufflepuff

Her faceclaim is Danielle Campbell!

Janus Black - wizard; son of Rosalind and Sirius; brother of Callisto and Justine Black; Gryffindor; Luna Lovegood ship

His faceclaim is Joe Keery!

Justine Black - witch; daughter of Rosalind and Sirius; sister of Callisto and Janus Black; Slytherin

Her faceclaim is Alba Baptista!

[patuaa]

SHES BACK ‼️‼️ i missed drawing this babe

rish/douxie sketch is old but everything else!!!!!! i wanted to draw some stuff for her dynamic with zoe bc i imagine rish being a total bitch until she finds out this hedgewitch could easily knock her onto her ass if she wanted to 🧐 they’re besties in the future tho dw

[sapphic--kiwi]

Douxie Appreciation Week Day Four: Ash Dispersal Pattern

Meet Ash Dispersal Pattern, a punk-rock band comprised of three immortal young adults with a penchant for varying forms of magic.

Standing members: Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan (lead guitar/frontman), Zoe (bass/vocals), and Kenwei "Kenny" Opeyemi (drums/backup vocals)

(More about Kenny under the cut)

@ohfuzzbuckets @moppetwithamanbun

Kenny was born somewhere in West Africa in the 15th century. She has always loved music in many forms as the centuries passed, especially percussion instruments. When she was 20, her mentor and mother figure taught her the spell for immortality. Several years later, she earned her reputation and rightful place as her village's protector after a changeling assassinated said mentor and she hunted them down.

She met Douxie (and Archie) in the 1700s when they were tailing a rogue troll and ended up (literally) running into her just outside her village as she was practicing her nature magic, and after confirming they were friendly and meant no harm, she offered them some food and a place to sleep while they were in the area. During their stay in Kenny's village, Douxie and Kenny became fast friends, and they swapped spells - Douxie taught her his translation spell so she could use it in the future. About 50 years later, Douxie visited Kenny again, bringing his best friend Zoe along, and the three of them spent several weeks developing a friendship.

After a couple hundred more years, countless major world events, and many more cross-continental visits from Douxie and/or Zoe, Kenny finally moved to Arcadia, California in 1950, and the three wizards started a garage band on a whim. After a lot of late nights writing songs, they came up with the name "Ash Dispersal Pattern" while having brunch (cooked by Kenny).

More facts about Kenny:

- her favorite color is purple

- she has a magical bracer like Douxie only hers is a dusty red color

- her magic is nature/water oriented mostly and tends to be blue-green in color

- her favorite thing to wear is crop tops, especially in bright colors and "retro" patterns

- her oldest piercing is her nose piercing - she's had it since she was about 30

- she doesn't have a staff but does have magical drumsticks that double as wands - much like Douxie and his spellcaster guitar, she stores them as a spell in her bracer when she's not using them

- sexuality: bisexual

- she shares an apartment with Zoe

[amateur-author597]

Alcatote Epigraph

When the 11th century came nearing its end a great war broke out, greater than any the world has ever known. The war was not believed to have begun until the 12th century but that is false.

The war against magic begun with the genocide of elves.

The last elf adopted by Morgana Le Fey lives on in the 21st century as an English teacher at Arcadia Oaks High School

Flung back into her past with her wizard love by her side past discretion and secrets are brought to light. The truth of both of their pasts and a millennium of hardship cannot be allowed to get in the way of returning home with the children they have sworn to protect and saving the world as they know it.

[rikalovesrice]

Douxie x Reader #5 - Favorite

Douxie was wiping down some freshly washed coffee mugs when you walked in. He raised a hand, about to call your name in greeting, when he noticed a boy follow you in. Some stocky lad with a chiseled face and hair slicked back with so much gel one couldn’t tell what color it was. The pair of you found seats in the corner of the café, setting book bags in the chairs and laptops on the table. Douxie watched you say something to the guy before you headed towards the counter. You saw Douxie and immediately smiled.

“Hi you,” you said, leaning on the counter, hands curled around your face.

“(Name),” Douxie replied, preparing your usual. “Who’s that over there?”

You glanced back at the chap, who had just taken a selfie and was now busying himself with posting it to social media. You turned back to Douxie with a sigh.

“Trevor Braxton,” you say. “He’s my partner for my final English project.” You groaned and put your face in your hands before sliding them down your cheeks. “Jeez, I really hope we work well together because this is the biggest project of the year and I kinda need to pass this class to graduate.” You peeked at Douxie and hushed your voice. “...I probably won’t be able to go hunting with you guys for a while.”

Douxie shrugged, smiling softly. “No worries.” They’d miss your company, but at least you’d be completely out of harm’s way for once. “And I’m sure you’ll do fine.” He slid your freshly made drink over to you in your favorite mug, the dark blue one depicting the silhouettes of rooftops and chimneys beneath stars and a crescent moon. “One hazelnut latte with almond milk. On me as always.”

You took the warm mug in your hands, wafting the steam with a content sigh. You smiled sweetly. “Thank you, Douxie.”

“Of course.”

“Well, we better get started. I’ll uh...Be over here!” You made your way back over to Trevor Braxton, who welcomed you back with a fist bump. Once you settled in, the two of you got to discussing your chosen topics. Towards the end of the night, when Benoit’s was shutting things down and Trevor had gone, you only exchanged a few words with Douxie before retiring home to do more homework.

And for the next three days, you and Douxie barely had a chance to talk. You were up to your eyeballs in schoolwork and studying for your finals and researching for your stupid project, hoping Trevor would pull his weight. Meanwhile Douxie was feeling your absence, bummed that all your time was consumed at the local library instead of Arcane Books. Archie and Zoe missed you, too. Douxie knew it would be like this at least for the next two weeks, until finals were over. His heart sunk at the thought.

So tonight, Douxie was overjoyed to see you stumble into Benoit’s with an armful of books. Trevor was right behind you, wearing a fitted t-shirt, gym shorts, and white socks with his black slides. You unloaded more books and your laptops onto the coffee table in the middle of the café. Douxie returned your soft, relieved smile when you hurried over to him.

“Douxieeee,” you whined, going to lean your forehead against his chest.

“There you are,” Douxie said. He brought you into a hug and didn’t overlook how exhausted you were.

“Ugh, I’m so sorry.” You pulled away, sighing heavily. “I’m so swamped. But thankfully my sister’s just as busy so she’s leaving me alone. And Trevor...” You glanced back at him. “He hasn’t been so bad. He’s pretty chill actually. Smart, too.”

“No worries. And...that’s good to hear. About your sister and about...Trevor.” 

Strange, though, that the smallest hint of it somehow didn’t feel good at all.

Throughout the shift Douxie would glance over at your table. You and Trevor would exchange a few words before burying yourselves back into your notes. Trevor had a book open in his lap and was studying it carefully. Wanting to check on you, and perhaps suggest taking a break, Douxie turned to make his way over to your table.

Only to see you laughing. Trevor Braxton was chuckling with you.

Normally Douxie loved it when you laughed. But right now, as endearing as it was, for some reason something felt...wrong. So wrong that it froze Douxie in place, leaving him staring, perplexed. Trevor said something else and you laughed again, this time a little harder. Trevor’s grin grew wider. The itching wrongness grew stronger. The whole thing wasn’t sitting right and urge to correct it, whatever that meant, churned throughout Douxie’s body. There was a passing thought, a fleeting feeling, that something was going to happen to you. Just as Douxie was about to move towards you, a customer called out.

“Uh Douglas, can I get another milkshake?”

Douxie whirled his head to the side, seeing a bunch of teenagers raising their empty glasses at him. He looked back at your table, where you and Trevor were now in casual conversation, before taking a deep breath, clearing his mind.

“Of course, right away.” Another quick glance back. Then he went back behind the counter, pouring milk and scooping ice cream into blenders. Douxie watched the ingredients spin rapidly, mixing and mushing together.

 A whirring vortex. 

Douxie heard you giggling.

Uneasy.

~

“I swear something’s not right,” Douxie said. “I just have a bad feeling about him.” 

“Ok so...You think he could be something?” Zoe said.

Douxie held his hand over his mouth, speaking low into his phone.

“If he is, (Name) might be in danger. He’s always around her.”

“Caaause of her project or whatever?”

“Yes!”

“So...Let me get this straight. You have a bad feeling about this guy who’s always around (Name).”

“Yes.” Exasperated, Douxie walked about aimlessly, wandering towards the cafe’s restrooms. 

There was a pause. Douxie frowned when Zoe chuckled.

“Um, Doux, are you sure you’re not just -”

“Zoe, I’m serious!” Douxie whispered harshly, holding his phone away from his face to glare at Zoe’s contact photo. “I don’t want to take any chances, especially if our friend might be in trouble.” Stopping near the men’s restroom, Douxie held his chin in thought. “He’s one of those obnoxiously handsome types. A vampire...? No, I’ve seen him in sunlight. So he can’t be an incubus either, thank God...” Now that was a thought that really made Douxie’s skin crawl and boil. “Oh! Or maybe he’s a -”

A bout of laughter came muffled through the restroom door. 

“Alright Star Trev, you got this!” a very dude-ish voice exclaimed. “Any moment now and you’ll have her right where you want her.”

Douxie near dropped his phone, his blood going cold. 

“Uh, Douxie?” Zoe said. “What -”

“Shhh!” Douxie clamped a hand over his phone and creeped closer to the restroom, carefully putting his ear just over the door. Trevor continued to chuckle to himself, an annoying, snot-nosed sound.

“Just a little longer,” Trevor said, voice getting lower. “And that heart’s gonna be yours. And it’ll be...delicious.” There’s was smack like the clapping of hands and another string of laughter. Douxie slowly backed away from the door, disgust and dread seizing him.

“A charmling,” he said, voice quivering. Charmlings. Simple creatures that resembled attractive humans, luring their victims in with their, well, charm, before literally ripping their hearts out to devour. All things considered, this was the most probable conclusion. So Douxie steeled himself, clenching a fist and glowering at the restroom door concealing an apparent monster that was targeting you.

“A charmling? Are you for real?” He forgot Zoe was still on the line. “I mean seriously, Douxie, are you sure you’re not just a little bit jea-”

“I’ll call you back.” Douxie hung up, shoving his phone into the pocket of his sweatshirt and turning tail to where you were. He had to let you know. One of his co-workers cocked an eyebrow at his rushing back into the dining room.

“Uh, Doux? You still have, like, fifteen minutes left of your break- “

“It’s fine!” Douxie quickly located you at your table, where you were studiously typing away on your laptop. Douxie walked briskly over. “(Name)!”

You looked up from your work and blushed, giving Douxie a smile for the pleasant interruption. Then you noticed how antsy he was.

“Douxie? What’s the matter?”

“It’s Trevor, (Name),” Douxie said quickly. “He’s- “

“What about me?”

Douxie whipped around. Speak of the devil, standing with his bulky arms crossed over the all-capitalized word ‘SPICY’ on his red t-shirt. Trevor’s narrowed eyes didn’t leave Douxie as he sat back down at the table, slipping what looked to be his phone into his pocket. The corner of Douxie’s mouth twitched when you looked at him with that kind, welcoming, precious look of yours but, oh, if only you knew...

“You were gone for a while,” you said. “Everything okay?”

“Wha?” Trevor noticed you and grinned. “Yeah, it’s all good. Just had to take care of something, you know?”

It only made Douxie’s eyes harden. Charmlings had to preen themselves periodically to maintain their striking human guise. Make sure claws and fangs and patches of non-human skin were well put away until it was time. That time wasn’t going to come, not if Douxie had an atom of anything to say about it.

“Uh, you got a problem, dude?” Trevor said, likely feeling the intensity of Douxie’s stare. You hadn’t noticed and just frowned at Trevor’s rude tone.

Douxie opened his mouth, stinging accusation on the tip of his tongue, but then he remembered where he was. It probably wasn’t the best idea to expose some good-looking guy as a flesh-ripping, heart-eating monster in front of the peacefully oblivious civilians of Arcadia chilling in the café. 

Taking a deep breath through his nose, Douxie forced a smile.

“Of course not,” he said. “I uh...Just wanted to tell you you’re our one-hundredth customer tonight! So you get, uh...a free beverage of your choice.” Douxie’s thoughts bitterly added, Free because I’m paying for it...

Trevor silently glowered at Douxie for a few seconds before breaking out into excited chortling, rubbing his hands together.

“Hoho, sweet! Gimme a large Jungle Juice smoothie. Extra spinach.”

Douxie’s gnashed his teeth behind his lips in an attempt to keep from scowling. “Right away.”

His eyes flickered over to you. You had one brow raised in question, clearly sensing something was amiss. Unable to say much else, Douxie sighed and left the table. Text. He was going to text you, he was going to text you... 

“Yeaaahh, ya boy’s gonna get us an A plus, (Name)!” Trevor’s voice was a distinct bark above the conversations buzzing around the dining room, grating on Douxie’s nerves. That fact that he’d said your name somehow made it worse.

 A lot worse.

Co-workers were a bit perturbed to see an unusually grouchy Douxie glaring dark daggers across the room while dumping an entire bag of spinach into a blender.

~

They were being pelted by globs of acidic monster saliva but that didn’t stop Douxie from answering his phone as soon as it rang.

“(Name)!” Douxie exclaimed, yelling above monstrous gurgling and loud blasts of magic.

“D-Douxie?” you voice came through. “Okay, I...I don’t get it. Trevor is dangerous and trying to eat my heart?” An explosion, courtesy of Archie. “Um, what was that? Are you fighting something right now?”

“Well, uh, yes, but that’s not important - GAAHH!” Douxie whirled out of the way of a mouthful of teeth, the creature instead taking a chunk out of the pavement. The new hole in the ground was steaming, melting away. The creature, a poisonous and slimy mubok, twisted its serpentine body of sludge back towards him, its white drooping eyes glaring.

“Hey! Why are you on the phone right now?!” Zoe barked, throwing handfuls of lightning at the mubok. 

“Just a second!” Douxie said. “Real quick, I have to tell (Name) about Trevor!”

The next blast of electric magic sent the mubok splatting against the alley wall. An exasperated Zoe faced Douxie with clenched fists.

“Are. You. Joking?!” 

“No, I’m not! This is important-”

Yeah, now realizing the time, you shouldn’t have called. Not wanting to jeopardize the hunt tonight, you hurried to put the call on hold. “Doux, I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay? I think you need to concentrate.”

“What? No, wait, (Name)-”

“I know, I’ll be careful, alright?” You couldn’t help but laugh softly over Douxie being so worried about you. Sometimes it was overbearing, but even then the giddiness bubbling inside you was there. “Tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay, okay, just whatever you do, don’t go anywhere alone with hi- OH FUZZBUCKETS!!!” Another explosion and what sounded like Archie yowling, and the call ended anyway.

You brought your phone away from your face and just stared at it, trying to process. To be honest, nothing surprised you much these days, what with finding out and knowing for a while now that wizards and trolls and whatever else existed. Heck, aliens were real at this point.

Now the guy who’s your partner for a project worth eighty percent of your grade might be trying to eat you.

~

As soon as Trevor excused himself from the table, Douxie made his way over to you, giving Trevor the side eye as they passed each other. The git was going towards the restroom.

Douxie pulled up a chair and sat next to you. After so long of being away from him, the warmth and comfort of Douxie’s closeness was almost overwhelming. Even panicked and suspicious, Douxie was so cute and amazing. But remembering the disturbing news, you shook away your reverie and set your books to the side.

“Okay so...about Trevor,” you began, leaning close and your tone hushed.

“Right,” Douxie said. He went on to explain what a charmling was. “Terrible things. I knew someone years ago who’d fallen victim to one. The poor guy was found with a gaping wound in his chest. His eyes were stolen, too, which was odd- “

“Umm, okay, thanks,” you muttered, shuddering. Douxie quickly backpedalled.

“Sorry!” He leaned his elbow on the table, bringing himself closer to you and darn it, you couldn’t help but blush. “We can take care of this tonight. Convince him to stay until closing and I’ll do him in.” Douxie cocked his head in confusion when you suddenly looked...sad. “What is it?”

“It’s just...Geez, it kinda sucks,” you said, shrugging. “I thought Trevor was a pretty cool guy. Surprisingly hilarious, too, and a solid partner. Are you sure he’s a charmling or whatever?” 

Normally you wouldn’t doubt Douxie on secret monster matters but the thought of your ditzy but harmless enough classmate being sent to limbo was quite the bummer. But on the other hand, yeah, you kind of needed your heart to stay alive so...

Hearing you vouch for Trevor even in the slightest was making Douxie’s stomach coil. Something in him was urging him to consider your words, that maybe he was jumping the gun here, but Douxie couldn’t bring himself to stop and think this time. Too....bothered.

Trevor’s smug face crossed Douxie’s mind.

No, make that too annoyed.

“Believe me, I heard him clearly in the bathroom that day,” Douxie said. He nudged your arm. “Come on, I know a monster when I see one. Been doing this for centuries after all.”

Your shoulders slouched with a sighing chuckle. “True. I’ll figure something out. He may be book smart but otherwise Trevor’s a bit on the...dense side.” 

“Works in our favor then.”

You noticed Trevor returning from the restroom and watched him closely. Trevor winked at you but his face soured at the sight of Douxie.

“What’re you doing here Mr. Emo Dude?”

“Hey, Trevor!” Okay, granted, you didn’t like the way Trevor talked to Douxie. Granted again, it made more sense now. Trevor could probably sense somehow that Douxie wasn’t normal himself.

Douxie met Trevor’s gaze evenly, drumming his fingers on the table and feigning pleasantries. You scolding the guy somehow made it easier. “I’m just talking with my friend. Haven’t been able to see her much these days, what with your project.”

Trevor snorted, plopping down into his chair. “Uh, alright man. We’re almost finished, though. I mean once we get our A plus I’ll be done with her, right (Name)?” Trevor lightly smacked your shoulder in what appeared to be jest, snickering at his own perceived hilarity. But you’d gone stiff and your heart began to race because with Trevor in a whole new context, that just didn’t sound good at all.

Then you felt Douxie’s familiar hand on your shoulder. He had his other hand behind his back balled into a fist.

“Good,” Douxie said shortly, still working a tight smile. “I’ll leave you two be then.” He gave your shoulder a squeeze before getting up, putting his chair back where he got it, and returning to work.

“Pfft, what a weirdo,” Trevor murmured. 

“Uh, hey so...” You racked your brain, trying to come up with something, anything. Trevor was holding his phone and an idea came involving his latest obsession. “Did you know that Benoit’s has a special deal with the Granny’s Baking House app?” 

~

Even though you’d been absent after hours for a while now, everyone still knew you as the girl who always stayed behind and waited for Douxie. Kind of odd that some dude was with you this time but whatever. As long as you didn’t make a mess.

You and Trevor had packed all your things away. Trevor was so engrossed in his phone that he didn’t notice you slip away, wringing your hands, and join Douxie near the counter. 

“Okay, I want you to go outside, but don’t go far,” Douxie said, securing his charm bracelet around his forearm. He didn’t want you in here once they got started. “He’ll try to follow you...” Magic flashed over the surface of his bracelet, symbols flickering. “But that’ll be the end of it.”

“Got it.” You went back over to the table and gathered your things. “Well, I’m going to head home. Thanks again, Trevor.”

He glanced up from his phone. “Want me to walk you?”

“Eh, no it’s okay! I’ll be fine. And I wouldn’t want you to miss your big boost.”

“Pfft, bro, it’s cool,” he said, shrugging. “It’s, like, super late and dark outside. I don’t anything to happen to you, you know?”

Trevor flashed his pearly whites in a smile and you swallowed, chills rippling down your spine. 

“...Right. Thanks.” 

Getting his stuff, Trevor followed you to the door. You made sure to go first, and as soon as you were completely outside, the door slammed shut behind you. You spun around, gaping as the door and windows were outlined with Douxie’s blue magic. The door locked on its own and the lights inside died, plunging the café in partial darkness.

“What the heck?” Trevor pushed and pulled on the door but to no avail. You took a step back when Trevor looked at you, gritting his teeth, and tried ramming the glass. Still nothing.

“You’re not going anywhere, Star Trev.” Douxie emerged from the shadows, magic pulsing in his hands. “And you’re not laying a finger on (Name).”

“Dude what are you talking abou- AAIIIEEEEE!!!” A high-pitch scream, and Trevor was throwing himself out of the way of a blast of blue. He scrambled away and back onto his feet. “Yo, dude, what’s going on?!”

“Oh, don’t play dumb!” Douxie said. “You can’t fool me, charmling!” Douxie crossed his arms over his face then released, ropes of magic flinging out and wrapping around Trevor. He fell back onto the floor, writhing and whimpering. Strange that he wasn’t putting up much a fight...

“Go on, then!” Douxie said, his magic poised for another attack. “Reveal your true self!”

“Uh..uh..M-my name’s Trevor, I-I’m eighteen and I like puppies and I a-actually cheated on my math exam and I think emo guys are r-really cool and- Dude please don’t hurt me!!!” Trevor kept squirming, now shaking with melodramatic sobbing.

Alright, so things were starting to not add up but Douxie didn’t relent. “Me hurt you? You’re the one who wants to eat (Name)’s heart!”

“Huh?! Y-yo, I ain’t a cannibal man!” Trevor wailed. “I-I mean I bit my brother once b-but that was a long time ago but I wasn’t tryin’ to eat him!!”

Okay this...wasn’t supposed to happen. Douxie lowered his bracelet arm just a little bit, his hostility wavering.

“Then what was all that talk about a delicious heart?” He couldn’t relax just yet. “Didn’t you stay behind today to get (Name) alone?”

“What? Bro, (Name) told me if I stayed here until midnight I would get extra brownie points for Granny’s Baking House!” His terror suspended for a moment, Trevor struggled and somehow managed to fish his phone out of his pocket, showing to the screen to Douxie. Sure enough, a cartoonish grandma in a fluffy apron and a pair of pink oven mitts was smiling warmly back at him, a window full of pastries on display behind her. The screen then flickered to a picture of the same grandma clad in armor, brandishing a pie at a three-headed dragon.

“Brownie...points?” 

Trevor rolled his eyes at the apparent amateur Douxie was. “Uh, yeah. If you get five hundred brownie points, Granny gives you a heart-shaped cake! It’s the strongest cake in the game, man! And it even comes with a real life recipe. All I need is, like, fifty more points!”

“Heart...shaped...cake...”

Oh, fuzzbuckets.

“Dude, why do you keep, like, repeating my words?” Trevor sighed, leaning his head back against the floor. “Yeah, but then (Name) was gonna walk home alone and like I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I didn’t go with her, ya know?” Then he reverted into a mocking tone. “Whatever, I bet this place wasn’t even going to give me that many brownies. Hardy-har-haaar!” And then he seemed to remember that he was still tied up. “U-uh, but for real, Emo Dude, I ain’t trying to steal your girl! L-like she’s cool but n-not really my type...”

Douxie felt his face go warm. “She’s not my girl, she’s my...” His smacked his hand against his forehead. “Ugh, blast it all...” How had it come to this?

With a wave of his hand, Douxie released Trevor from the binds. Trevor rose nervously to his feet. Douxie sagged his shoulders, feeling bad. 

And really, really stupid.

“Well...This was clearly a misunderstanding. My apologies, Trevor.” Douxie willed the lights to turn back on and the doors to unlock. You hurried inside, having watched the whole thing.

“What’s going on?” you asked, looking back and forth between the two. “Is...everything good?”

“Yo, are you, like, a magician?” Trevor asked, awestruck as Douxie punched in a spell on his bracelet. “How’d you do all of that-”

“Interminus nocti slumberso.” A blue mist blew out of Douxie’s hands and onto Trevor’s face, instantly knocking him out cold onto the couch. You were about to protest, but then it didn’t take you long to figure out what must’ve happened. So you stayed silent, somewhere between relief, wanting to laugh, and wanting to give Douxie a hug (though, you were always down for the latter).

He and you listened to Trevor’s snoring for several seconds before looking at each other. 

Looking at you standing beside him after so long, having nothing to do with schoolwork or Trevor, the void the last two weeks without you left was even more apparent.

 Douxie was so glad to see you. To just be with you.

“I...messed up,” was all he could say, his eyes downcast.

You breathed a chuckle through your nose. “It’s okay. I’m quite glad my heart is safe and not at risk of being eaten by a monster.” You gestured to Trevor. “And that this guy will probably think it was all a dream.”

Douxie groaned, sinking down into the nearest chair and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t know what came over me,” he murmured. “Ah, fuzzbuckets....”

“What do you mean?” 

“I just...I don’t know. I had such a bad feeling about him.” Douxie flicked a hand towards Trevor, who was now curled in a fetal position and murmuring something about pancakes. “And he was always around you so I figured you were in trouble somehow but...”

Your eyes widened and your heartbeat started to pick up. “Were you...upset? That he was always around me?”

Upset? Douxie stared back at you. He hadn’t known for the longest now what to call what he’d been feeling every time Trevor made you laugh. Every time you mentioned how smart and funny he was. Every time Douxie knew you were at the library with him. Every time he was right behind you coming into Benoit’s. All of a sudden for two weeks you’d been sparse in Douxie’s life, instead occupied with...someone else. Some other...

Douxie looked away, hiding his face. “I guess I was a little upset.” He sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair. “I mean, I’ve missed you, (Name), and seeing you with Trevor all the time and hardly being able to talk you was just...I suppose I felt...”

“...Jealous?” The word slipped before you realized it. Now that you had, your face went scarlet and your body felt fuzzy because could Douxie really feel jealous over you? Did he long for your attention like you longed for his? But then the surprised and contemplating look on Douxie’s face had you scrambling to recover because that just couldn’t be the case and so not that sort of jealousy.

“Uh, I-I mean...maybe not jealous. Some people just give off a vibe, you know? You don’t always click with everyone. Trevor didn’t seem to really like you either and -”

“(Name).” Douxie was smiling at you. Then he got up and threw an arm around your shoulders, leaning his cheek on top of your head. “No...I think you’re right. I guess...I didn’t want him to steal you away from m...from us.” He looked down at you. “You didn’t find him too charming, did you?”

How could Douxie ask you that when he was holding you and grinning at you like that? If only you could tell Douxie that no one compared to him in your eyes. That no one shined brighter than your beloved wizard.

“Not in the slightest,” you said, your cheeks pink. “I missed you...you guys like crazy, too.” You leaned your head against Douxie’s shoulder. “No one’s stealing me. You guys are my...” What were you saying? Think, think, think. “My favorites!” You looked up and smiled awkwardly. “You guys are my absolute favorites. And you’re my favorite b- er...guy...friend! My favorite, best guy friend ever.”

Douxie stared down at you for several seconds before bursting into a fit of laughter muffled into his fist. It put you in a trance because you rarely saw Douxie laugh but it was one of the greatest things in the world. It was so lovely you forgot to feel embarrassed.

“Well that’s good to hear,” Douxie said. His eyes went all gentle, so your insides turned to goo. “You’re also my favorite, (Name).” Douxie took in your soft, kind eyes gazing up at him. Your slightly parted lips. Your rosy cheeks. Every time without fail, it sent warmth like a candle blooming in his chest. 

Precious.

~

“I passed everything!” you exclaimed as you burst through the doors of Arcane Books. You gave Douxie a walloping high-five and flopped across the counter, thoroughly done with school. “One more week and I’m graduating, can you believe it?”

“Congratulations,” Douxie said, ruffling you hair. He finished organizing a stack of books onto a shelf before joining you at a table. “How was Trevor today?”

You shrugged with a grin. “Himself. Going on about how eating too much spinach gives you ‘wicked dreams.’”

“We’ll let him have that one.” Douxie smiled. “It’s good to have you back, (Name).”

Douxie sitting across from you with a backdrop of bookshelves and gothic decorations. It filled your heart. 

“Glad I can be back.” You stretched out across the table before folding your arms under you and closing your eyes. Unable to see Douxie’s face. How truly happy he was. 

You were here with him. 

You were with each other.

Favorites.

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Masterpost of my writing

Currently accepting requests from this tag for Julie and the Phantoms and Tales of Arcadia. Ill also accept Shinkenger and Descendants (hc lists only). For JATP and ToA, whether you get a story or a hc is a toss up tho and I may be very slow getting to your request please bear with me.

Headcanons:

OCs (Baes)

[Mal] a world to call home

[Rosuca] caro

[Rosuca] hoodies

[Rosuca] arguments

Tales of Arcadia

[Douxie & Jim] Uncle Douxie

[Zoe & Jim] Auntie Zoe

Wayward children AUs: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Misc

[Scooby Doo] Muslim scooby gang

Stories:

Oneshots

OCs (Baes)

[Tameron] Soulmate AU

[Camyst] Shopping

[Myst] Babysitting

[The twins] Divination

[The twins] The bakery

[The twins] Adoption

[OG trio] First impressions

[Mal] Memory

[Mirasol] Story

[Jaeso] Responsibilities

[Jaesoca] No cookies

[Mitto] Visual Novels

[Cam] Wayward Children AU

Haikyuu

<Collection>  [Yachi] A Whole lot of Yachi-ships (some are crossovers)

Uta no Prince-sama

<Reader x characters> [Gen] Hug Experiment

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun

[Shijima Mei] Creations

Multichapter

OCs (Baes)

<Ongoing> [Tameron] Princess Snow White

Julie and the Phantoms

<Ongoing> [Julie] There’s always somewhere you can call home

Crossovers

<Incomplete> [KnB/hq/Free] The Only Sane Ones (chatfic)

<Ongoing> [HTTYD/Brave/Tangled/RoTG/Frozen/BH6/ToA] Introducing The Dragon Prince (watching HTTYD)

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hey ... got any ... Tori and Thalia ideas

it’s a little vague, but I imagine you mean hcs regarding Tori and Thalia’s relationship? if not, shoot me another ask. and in the meantime, bonus content!

more under the cut bc spoilers for ITPS and INAS (just in case ya know)

first, a quick tangent: tbqh, I don’t think about their relationship a whole lot. which I do feel bad about bc Thalia did do a thing that led to Tori’s death, so she did, like, kill Tori. and that’s a traumatic experience, whether or not Tori blames Thalia. but my brain often glosses over that fact and I’ve narrowed it down to two reasons

Thalia reacted instinctively to Luke’s last ditch effort to save himself, aside from surrendering and giving himself up to the gods. and Thalia didn’t know that Tori was going to push Luke out of the way, or that Thalia would end up kicking Tori off the side of the cliff. so even tho Thalia was directly responsible for killing Tori, there was no premeditation or intent, it was purely instinct

Tori was saved anyway, and she doesn’t remember hitting the rocks. sure, she certainly remembers falling, and the look in Luke’s eyes as he watched her fall, but not actually the act of dying. which, of course, is all still traumatic, but that’s the other thing. she was more focused on how it affected Luke, not necessarily that Thalia’s the one who kicked her. not to mention after she wakes up, she realizes that Luke had an out and he hadn’t taken advantage of that–then they’re thrown into Labyrinth planning and what follows soon after is Luke being possessed by Kronos. so she’s much more focused on herself still being alive and how it’s affecting Luke

/tangent

all that said, I have been cooking up a few ideas regarding their relationship for the third installment of my still unnamed PJO OC story that will take place in TOA. it’s quite juicy and I’m hoping I’ll be able to keep it once I sit down and solidify all the ideas I’ve been brainstorming since TOA was announced

but to say more would be wandering dangerously into spoiler territory

I can say a few things as I see them:

Tori doesn’t blame Thalia for her death, intellectually

emotionally, it was traumatic and she’s suppressed it. bc of this, it isn’t something she’s worked thru with Rowan, bc she doesn’t even know it’s a whole issue

it bubbles up to consciousness when the Hunters of Artemis are mentioned in general, and she feels extremely uncomfortable around both the Hunters and, especially, Thalia if they are physically present

she has a very negative opinion of them, for various reasons, but feels she has no real reason why she feels that way (sure there’s the CHB rivalry with them, but my Artemis not Rick’s who kicks out lesbians (instead of whatever the fuck the alternative is [side note: I haven’t read the second book just yet]) and treats it like that’s a good thing protects young girls, so it’s not like she’s doing anything bad to make Tori feel so negatively toward them)

and since Thalia’s usually away with the Hunters, Tori and Thalia don’t interact often or at all

Thalia doesn’t feel particularly guilty for pushing Tori off the cliff–she rationalizes that 1) Luke shouldn’t have grabbed for her spear like that, 2) Tori shouldn’t have pushed him out of the way, 3) Luke and Tori were both working for Kronos as far as she was concerned, so if Tori had died and stayed dead it wasn’t a huge loss to her, and 4) she didn’t stay dead, so her kicking Tori off the cliff is kind of moot

emotionally, obviously, killing someone (even if they come back) is traumatic, even if she doesn’t feel particularly remorseful about it. but Kronos was foiled, she watched Zoe die, had a counsel with the gods soon after, and then joined the Hunters, so there wasn’t really time to process her emotions or trauma surrounding the incident

and then she’s off with the Hunters, so it gets pushed further and further onto the back-burner until it’s out of sight, out of mind at this point

that will change in my story for TOA*, but saying any more would be

[x]

*again, I haven’t officially solidified any ideas yet, so I don’t want to mislead anyone. I would like it to be one of the more major plot points, but if it doesn’t work out in the context of the story, I may have to, unfortunately, cut it

thanks for sending this in!!

FEED MY SEYMOUR still no link bc i’m still job hunting and am still in maximum hidden mode ;_;

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Can't decide which version of this pic I like the most, so here is both

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Random silly scenes that I had to sketch, ADP edition (part one?)

1) Zoe marking her territory 👀

2) Beach games with Simon and Alice Vs ???

3) Ali and Douxie are gossiping. He's trying not to laugh. What is she saying to him? Wrong answers only

4) Ali is regressed to a child?! And is cuddling/playing/petting Archie. He is not protesting (for now?) (I wanted to draw it better but drawing animals is not my forte-)

Should I color it?

... I will. Eventually

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Guess I was in the mood

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WIP??? (no, it's not complete, even if it seems so)

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Chapters: 23/? Fandom: Tales of Arcadia (Cartoons) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Jim Lake Jr./Claire Nuñez, Archie & Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan, Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan & Merlin (Tales of Arcadia), Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan & Steve Palchuk, Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan & Jim Lake Jr., Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan & Claire Nuñez, Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan & Nari, Toby Domzalski & Jim Lake Jr., Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan/Jim Lake Jr./Claire Nuñez, Zoe Ashildr/Alice Rivera, Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan, Claire Nuñez, Jim Lake Jr. (Tales of Arcadia), Archie (Tales of Arcadia), Aaarrrgghh (Tales of Arcadia), Blinkous "Blinky" Galadrigal, Steve Palchuk, Merlin (Tales of Arcadia), Nari (Tales of Arcadia), Bellroc (Tales of Arcadia), Skrael (Tales of Arcadia), Zoe (Tales of Arcadia), Nemain Mac Eo Chahid (Tales of Arcadia Ocs), Alice Rivera (Tales of Arcadia Ocs) Additional Tags: Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan Needs A Hug, Hurt Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan, Stressed Hisirdoux Casperan, This is not a Tag yet?, Archibald is a good dragon, Trauma, Troll Jim Lake Jr., Jim Lake Jr. Needs Therapy (Tales of Arcadia), Witch Claire Nuñez, Protective Steve Palchuk, Toby Domzalski is a Good Friend, Found Family, Angst, Author Is Sleep Deprived, maybe ooc?, I Don't Even Know, surprise surprise, Random ideas and how to develope them, Future Jlairxie implied oops, Canon? What is it? Food?, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Warnings May Change, A lot of music references, Unreliable Narrator, Intersex Character(s), Original Character(s), Self-Harm, Self-Hatred, Graphic Description, Slow Burn, but like, Reeeeeally Slow, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con Summary:

Douxie had a lot of secrets. He really didn't expect some of them to be discovered like this.

A fanfiction where we have more bonding time before the temporal accident, Jim isn't hit by the shard (yet?) and Hisirdoux Casperan is a bit more bitter than he should, because he has a lot more trauma than he would like to, but of course he can't even keep his things to himself.

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If...anyone wants to, like, send me like prompts for oneshots cause I wanna practice my writing, it's been a while.

I'll do oneshots for Douxilly and Zolena so just

ye

flop into my ask box please-