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Daylight: handy Gumm-Gumm repellent
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
[I’ve been doing Fake Fanfiction Titles this week and the first of them was Douxie sooo crossposting onto here. This one takes place in the Stars verse with the title “Ready to Rumble” and it goes about as well as you’d expect.]
[I’m so bad at writing summaries why does anybody let me do this.]
Standby.
[I posted this on twitter earlier but anybody up for some Zouxie themed notes for the next chapter of Stars because I’ve been sitting on this moment for MONTHS and I still haven’t gotten to the scene it happens yet:
"Love what are y-"
The words are cut off in their prime when she reaches up onto tip toes to catch his lips with her own while fingers grasp his shirt tighter where she'd already pinned him. Wide-eyed surprise is the first thing that manages to register through a brain robbed of thoughts then it eases gently into to grateful acceptance revelling in the taste of lipstick as he kisses her back while leaning enough that she may fall comfortably back onto heels with neither wanting such an intimate spell to be broken, not for more than a second here or half there. When a true pause to the fun comes it is from her tilting her head back just a little with a hum where subconsciously he tries to follow before realising what he's doing and quickly moves his head back against the wall embarrassed at both what he was doing and being ceremoniously caught. She flashes him a grin along the lines of Cheshire tapping a fingertip on his nose to drag his gaze back to her, he'll probably be expecting her to make fun so why not go for something else instead?
"After today," she begins watching the growing flush being added to by the realisation along with the gulp at the distinctly non-American accent being used with pure delight.
"You know even before started chatting to ghosts with nothing better to do think you more than earned a little pick me up~ Turns out the famed Shepard of fire rendered speechless is a cute look." When the poor wizard tries to splutter some form of response she simply sticks out her tongue and heads off for the kitchen looking a picture of complete innocence.
[Your semi regular reminder that on this blog Douxie is Non-Binary Ace and Panromantic~]
Alex Lanford / Geck Daylight Armour (no helmet or weapons).
....What if Merlin pulls an Unbecoming on Trollhunter Douxie
[I think the worst possible vision Merlin could show Douxie to get him back in line is possibly the most subtly brutal:]
[If you did not take this mantle, my boy, a 15 year old teenager would have in your stead. Do you see his fears? His scars? The exhaustion wracking his bones as he limps home after falling from the sky or thrown around by the son of the previous Trollhunter? A bridge was needed between the worlds, one who carried a kind heart and would know the value of a secret kept. You spared him a damned life of pain and suffering, why do you seek to give him one anyway?]