Random Christmas Fluff 2025
Christmas-y and random.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everybody! :)
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- Puck Owen BurnettDavid Xanatos+6 more
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Christmas-y and random.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everybody! :)
The Puck visits Elisa with an... interesting offer.
Who knows the old myths? The ones of mismatched socks and stale bread in pockets? The ones of names and thresholds? The ones of rice and tangled hair?
If you understand all that, you might just enjoy this fic. If you don't understand it, you might just learn something. Fey are tricky creatures, especially in the Celtic myths, so how might Owen be if he acted a tad more like what he truly is?
Alexander wants a pet. Alexander would take very good care of a pet. Now all he has to do is convince his parents.
When Xanatos and Fox go away on their honeymoon, Owen is left running the company. Which is fine, he's done it before, plenty of times (albeit, only for one or two days). So why is he so nervous?
Or: Puck has separation anxiety and doesn't realize it because he never really cared about anyone before, so blames it on work stuff instead.
After Owen is rescued from a very-stressful kidnapping, Xanatos is overcome with relief that he's safe. His reaction reveals a gap in Owen's knowledge.
(Set after the Gathering, so Puck couldn't just save them. The kidnapping isn't actually shown, just the aftermath, but I might write it someday.)
It had been a business deal of some sort, of that Owen was sure. He remembers watching Xanatos skillfully weave his words to gain the outcome he desired. Owen remembers these things, but the details are overwhelmed by the memories that follow.
Because Owen remembers the sound of a gun. He remembers a spray of red. He remembers watching Xanatos fall to the ground.
(No Character Death, don't worry)
What went through Owen's head when he dipped his hand in that cauldron? Being Puck, he must've known what would happen -- so why did he do it?
After using intense amounts of magic in Demona's disservice, all Puck wants to do is take a nap. Unfortunately, he happens to share his brain with the world's most dedicated workaholic.
Owen is always there for David Xanatos and his family, even if it's just to provide a bit of comfort. Of course, being a thousands-of-years old fey, the ways he goes about that can get a bit peculiar.
111th fic posted!
Owen is on a coffee run when he encounters a mugger.
Inspired by the following quote (though I ended up not using it, lol):
"Any last words?"
"Do you think I'm cute? Be honest."
Xanatos had some very important paperwork to discuss with Owen. Unfortunately, it seems Owen isn't available right now...
*Out of all the times Xanatos had gone into Owen's room unannounced, he had never once walked in on him naked. This time was no different, except that Owen had forgotten to wear something much more interesting than clothes; himself.*
The Gargoyles' first 4th Of July, set the July before The Gathering.
No art yet.