TW: Mentions of ED
Sorry if it's a lil short, just wanted to update.
Recommended song : Prom Queen by Beach Bunny
😀 = Boring / Plot
😭 = Angst
🥹 = Fluff
🥴 = Smut
Bold = author
Italics = thoughts
Underlined = written words
All three = warnings
"Quotations" = talking
Darius's POV :
"Hey Alador?" I asked. "What?" He said, looking up from the abomination mess he had made. "Sorry if this is a stupid question, but... do you...Love Me..?" I asked sheepishly. "Darius. I pinned you to the wall with abomination goo, and was about to fuck you, and you think I'm not in love with you?" He said, very bluntly. "I just... don't know. Sometimes it doesn't feel like I deserve... any of this. I don't deserve you, or your love, or to eat, or-" Alador then stopped me. "Hold on, to eat? Have you been eating, Darius?" He asked. "Well no, but-" I was interrupted again. "You do deserve to eat, Darius. I know it might feel like you don't, but you do. A lot of people care about you. Including myself. And... I need you to know that I love you. Lots of people do.
"Thank you. That means a lot. I... I love you as well, Alador." I said. "I just hope I can remember that." I said.
Sorry if that was short, I'm kinda tired.
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Talk To The Glyph, Bitch
General FictionA crossover between The Owl House, and Sally Face. This will be angst and fluff and maybe just a tiny little bit of smut. Also thx for randomly getting this to 76 in sf? Edit : 45??? Edit: 33????
