#skrouxie

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Lol

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so if skrael/bellroc is skraelroc, and skrael/douxie is skrouxie, surely we can all agree that bellroc/douxie should be...

roc and roll?

;)c

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Ordershipping Week 2022

Title: if you like piña coladas Fandom: Tales of Arcadia (Cartoons)  Rating: M Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships/Characters: Skrael/Douxie, aka Skrouxie Prompt: October 25: date night

Summary: Douxie gets a late night visitor

Frost climbs the edges of the rug, turning the tassels stiff and brittle in the sudden cold wind. Douxie pulls his feet up on the bed, but not fast enough; he inhales sharply as the chill grazes bare skin. Skrael enters, moving soundlessly as any apparition, a light tug at the corner of his mouth the only hint that he’s aware of the discomfort. For all Douxie knows he’d consider it a bonus.

“Must you?” He’s not truly angry, but he offers Skrael the gift of Getting To Him, and Skrael preens as if Douxie was flirting.

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Also, because of 3AM reasons, please also enjoy a moodboard for this fic:

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

After a jolly night with his ex-professor, Skrael, Douxie finds himself on the receiving end of a certain fire wizard's disdain.

A love (?) story told out of order.

Hopefully, I can nail the Scott Pilgrim vibes. Enjoy!

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no brain (i'm editing rn i promise don't LOOK at me) thoughts empty but i am looking at ree's darling art again and.

zoenari/skrouxie double date. send tweet

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what would you do (ooh oo)

(short but explicit douxie/skrael/bellroc; 498 words)

All Douxie can think of, suddenly, is how warm they'd been earlier. Of how their hand had burnt like a brand, cradled round his jaw; of how their lips had been just slightly chapped, dry as paper against his.

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and if you enjoy, perhaps consider a reblog? 💖

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you touched my hand, i played it cool

(unrated/non-explicit; 1090 words)

When he leans in, resting his arm over Casperan's shoulder, the touch is gentle; almost tame.

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birthday fic for my dear @lad-of-fortune; if you enjoy, perhaps consider a reblog? 💙⛄☕

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another silly little skrael doodle, from further excellent rp shenanigans with @lad-of-fortune! don't worry, fellow perfectly normal café patrons, he's in incognito mode 😉

a short king wrangling an easily-flustered tall on the flimsiest pretext for a coffee date... truly, he is living his best life 👏

(+ because i couldn't resist: bonus original flavor under the cut!)

(he's going to be such a little shit, prayer circle 4 douxie)