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So yes, red and blue gays.
but also purple.
#dappling#zukka#aladarius#lumity#Alador is purple and no I will not debate this#apple white#darling charming#zuko#sokka#luz noceda#amity blight#alador blight#darius deamonne
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I Had All And Then Most Of You, Some And Now None Of You
"This is a horrible idea."
Alador shifted awkwardly on his feet, mumbling to himself. What in Titan's name was he doing here?! He should be at the house, with his kids. Not standing on his exes doorstep like a stray dog. He wasn't a teenager anymore. It was about time he fucking accepted that already.
Fuck it.
Chapter: 1 2
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Dumb little fic that wouldn't leave my head, my moots are already well acquainted with it (sorry besties). This was my first time writing fanfic so just please be nice lmao.
Thank you @theninjabozo & @genderlessjacky for helping me with this, ye are the best.
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"This is a horrible idea."
Alador shifted awkwardly on his feet, mumbling to himself. What in Titan's name was he doing here?! He should be at the house, with his kids. Not standing on his exes doorstep like a stray dog. He wasn't a teenager anymore. It was about time he fucking accepted that already.
Fuck it.
He slammed his palm against the ornate doorbell, the sharp ding ringing in his ears.
Immediately the instant regret hit him like a ton of bricks. Guilt and shame rising up in his gut, he swiveled on his heel and began legging it down the driveway. It wasn't too late. He could leave now, whatever was left of his self-respect still intact.
Until he heard the door handle turning and saw the light from inside cast his shadow in front of him. His breath hitched in his throat, his entire body screeching to a halt.
"Alador?"
He turned around to face the speaker like he was waiting for an endless berating, wringing his hands.
Standing in the doorway was Darius Deamonne. He was dressed in a luxurious looking bathrobe, clearly not expecting company at this hour. His face was creased into a confused frown, not that Alador could blame him.
The accused felt his face flush and stammered to explain himself.
"Uh, um H-hi-"
Darius' expression softened for a split second. Titan, this was low, even for Alador's standards. Ah well, no going back now.
/
It was just past midnight. Hunter had gone up to bed. Whether he managed to sleep or not was up for debate, but with how he had dragged himself up the stairs, yawning and stumbling, Darius was willing to bet the little prince was out cold.
With Eberwolf retiring to their room down the hall early, Darius was left alone downstairs. Normally he valued beauty sleep above all else, however tonight he couldn't bring himself to turn in for the night.
Leaning against the kitchen island, aimlessly scrolling through Pentstagram, the ringing of the doorbell dragged him out of his thoughts. Mother Titan, he thought he told that short pig thing trying to sell him cheap waistcoats to get lost. No advertiser had the right to rock up at his door at this time, surely.
Grumbling, he wrenched open the front door, words of annoyance his tongue. They caught at the back of his throat however, when it was not a ludicrously irritating salesman greeting him.
"Alador?"
Darius saw the guilty look in his past lover's eyes, the ashamed way he forced himself to meet his gaze. Alador's entire body shook as he scrambled to find an excuse.
Glancing up at the overcast sky, a tell-tale sign of bad weather, he huffed a sigh through his nose.
Darius didn't do pity, but he wasn't cruel.
Turning around he gestured over his shoulder for the witch on his doorstep to follow him. Upon seeing in the corner of his eye Alador standing stock-still in shock, he reached behind him and yanked the man inside by his wrist, just as the pitter-patter of boiling rain started to fall.
/
"You can sit."
Alador gingerly perched himself on the lush purple couch, not sure if he was entirely welcome.
"Do you still drink coffee?"
Darius looked his guest up and down, noting the deep eye bags and tired posture.
"Nevermind, looks like you've had enough of that to last a lifetime."
Alador's cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment but he didn't deny it.
Setting two freshly brewed mugs of goreberry tea on the coffee table, Darius took a seat opposite Alador. After sipping their tea in silence for a few minutes, he decided to cut to the question that hung over the living room like a dark cloud.
"What are you doing here, Alador?"
Darius asked, in the gentlest voice he could muster.
His guest squirmed uncomfortably, his eyes darting across the room as if he could find a dignified excuse on the picture frames decorating the walls.
"I um, I didn't- I dont- I- "
He looked down at his feet, avoiding Darius' eyes.
"I didn't want to be alone... again..."
/
Darius frowned.
"Don't you have a wife?"
Alador laughed hoarsely.
"Yeah, she's dead to me now. I'm done with her bullshit."
He kept his eyes focused on the floor.
"I spent most of my marriage in the workshop. I worked there, I slept there. I don't even know my kids anymore. I've wasted my life attached to that woman."
"......"
"In the end, it was my choice, wasn't it though? I could have stood up to my parents, could have grown a backbone. Could have stayed with you."
Darius felt his throat block up, like the wad of emotion he had thoroughly stamped down for twenty years had taken a physical form.
"I don't deserve it. Whatever they've given me is more than I earned. I never saw them grow up. Never saw them change, become independent. I'm not worth their forgiveness."
A tear rolled its way down Aladors face and as much as he tried to quell them, they kept coming.
Darius awkwardly stood. Tears were never his strong suit. He sat down next to his old sweetheart, murmuring soft words of comfort.
Alador laughed again, if you could even call it that.
"And here I am, a grown man, crying in his exes living room. Titan Darius, I'm sorry I- "
"I don't need your apology."
The words came out harsher than intended, but there they were.
Darius sighed.
"Are you okay?"
It was a pointless question, but one that needed asking anyway.
"No, not really."
Darius wrapped his arm around Alador's shoulders, Alador just barely rested his head on Darius' chest and for a second they were teenagers again, not knowing who they were, where they were going but naively clinging onto the hope they'd do it together.
/
"I'd better leave. I've taken up too much of your time and energy already."
Darius firmly shook his head.
"No. It's pouring rain outside. I can't send you home in this weather."
And I can't send you home to an empty bed.
That last part went unsaid for the sake of dignity but Darius knew from the twist in the pit of his stomach it was true.
Reaching forward and grasping Alador's hand- Titan why had it been so long since he'd done that? -he lead the man up the staircase.
Something made him completely bypass the guest room and lead Alador further down the hall, arriving at the door to his own bedroom. He turned the door handle as slowly and quietly as he could, praying to the Titan Eber was asleep. If they heard this he would never hear the end of it.
"Make yourself comfortable, I'll be back in a minute"
Alador didn't make a sound, just kind of looked stunned, like he was a bird that had just discovered glass the hard way.
Darius softly padded downstairs with the intention of grabbing a glass of water but instead found himself sitting on the arm of the couch, feeling the weight of the impulsive decision he'd just made.
Was he actually doing this? It wasn't too late, he could go back on it now and-
No. Alador needed this, and even though he would never admit it to himself, Darius wanted it too.
Making his way up those stairs again, he took a deep breath, and stepped over the threshold into his bedroom.
Alador was asleep, his breathing heavy and slow as he was curled up under the covers. Darius climbed in the other side, with his back to the other witch.
And well, he wouldn't ever say it, but something about... this made that night the best he'd ever slept.
/
"It's getting dark."
They had been there for hours, talking about nothing. It didn't matter, they were young and in love. Nothing mattered because they were together, the entirety of the Boiling Isles could have been ablaze but all they cared about was that his head was in Alador's lap, the breeze that tousled Alador's hair was warm and they were the only people in the world.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I think- I think I love you."
Darius felt his face grow warm.
"You don't mean that."
"I do. I think so anyway."
Darius laughed, which made Alador grin.
"Yeah, that's so reassuring."
"Do you think- Do you think when we're older, we'll get married?"
"... do you want that?"
"... I don't know."
"Neither do I. But do you know what I do know?"
"What?"
"I know that I love you."
He reached his hand up and gently held Alador's blushing face, moving one of his fluffy locks behind his ear and before either of them knew it, they were kissing and they were the only people in the world again.
/
Darius awoke, that familiar feeling already settling in his stomach. Disappointment. He should be used to it by now, it had been decades, but every time those stupid memories floated to the surface, every time reality came round to break the fantasy, the emptiness always felt as fresh as all those years ago.
Groaning, he turned over to face the empty sheets but-
Oh.
Right.
He wasn't sure how he managed to get so lost in his head to not notice the arms wrapped around his torso, or the soft slow breathing against his chest.
Rolling onto his back as quietly as possible as to not wake the witch sleeping at his side, Darius closed his eyes, trying to ground himself back to reality again. Taking deep slow breaths through his nose, he absently combed his fingers through Alador's fluffy mane.
He heard the thumps and bumps of people moving around downstairs and let them melt into the background, focusing on the little slice of comfort he was in right now, until he remembered-
"FUCK."
Darius sat bolt upright, throwing the duvet off himself and practically flying out of the bed.
"Shit. Fuckfuckfuckfuck Mother Titan- Mother-fucking-Titan-"
Alador clumsily sat up, squinting sleepily.
"Dare? What's..."
Scrambling to find his slippers, Darius almost didn't notice Alador using the old stupid nickname he used to make a huge show of pretending to not like. Almost. He let it slide, for the time being they had bigger problems to deal with.
"Well, Alador, it seems both of us forgot it was a weekday, which means I have a very eager kid waiting for me to drop him to school at this exact moment."
"... Ah."
"And what happened last night was very irresponsible and impulsive and there is a time and a date to explain that to Hunter, but that time is not now."
Grabbing several coat hangers out of his closet, he leaned back to give Alador his final message.
"So if you could keep quiet and pretend you're not here for a second, that'd be great."
"Uh-"
He slammed the door after him, leaving Alador sitting up in the bed, his brain taking a moment to process what just happened, before-
"SHIT I NEED TO GET THE KIDS TO SCHOOL-"
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@non-bee-knees probably not as angsty as you were hoping, but I hope you liked it!
It'll probably be up on ao3 as soon as I understand how it works lmao-
#fanfic#toh fanfic#first fic#toh#the owl house#darius deamonne#darius daemonne#darius toh#toh darius#the owl house darius#alador#alador blight#alador toh#toh alador#aladarius#dalador#alador x darius#darius x alador#abomadads#dadrius#just a smidgeon tho#hunter deamonne#eberwolf#eberwolf the huntsman#hurt/comfort#exes to lovers#exes to friends to lovers#might do another chapter#its sitting in my notes#i make shit sometimes
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Angel
Owl houce master list
Maine master list
Request open
Matchup closed
You smiled to your self walking around the castle your hair bouncing as you walked looking for someone.
You smiled as you found who you were looking for walking up only to see them with two other people.
Raine laughed when they saw your form debating whether to go see them or so they took it upon them self to help you .
“{y/n} did you finish it already”this made the two men look at you.
*fuck why are they looking at me*you though as you stared to pick at your hands.
This didn’t go unnoticed by the taller of the two males,
“Alador Darius this is {y/n} my second in command in the bard coven”Raine said as they took you by the arm slowly moving you towards the now named adult.
“So your the witch Raine was muttering on about at the least meeting”Darius asked lowing him self to your eye line.
Your face flushed crimson as you backed away a little looking at Raine for some form of help .
“Our dear {y/n} has a hard time talking to new people or people in general so please be patient with them I need to go but I hope things go well” Raine said as they walked away from the group.
Your eye followed the mint hair person whit h earned a laughed from the two in frount of you.
“Raine said you can control magic with sound waves is that true?” Alador asked you noticed the purple gloop covering him head to toe.
You just nodded not being able to find your voice.
Soon the three of you were in Darius office when he made a small abomination,the two watched as you moved down to it as you tapped the table once beside it.
The abomination shifted shapes leaving to two shocked.
“Your incredible you know that right?” Darius laughed patting your back making you blush a little.
As time went on the three of you saw each other a lot more, you and alador spent time working with different abominations to see how your magic works.
One day it go a bit much for you.
It was a normal day for the two of you until the abomination got a little out of hand,Alador ran to shelled your frame whom was to focus on the spell that you didn’t know what was going on.as you felt the presence your eyes went back to normal and you looked up to see alador stand very VERY close to you.
“Are you ok your not hurt are you?” He asked holding you by the shoulder then other hand holding your chin moving your head cheacking for any sign that you were hurt.
“You worry to much I’m fine trust me “you smiled bring your hand up cupping his cheek.
His eyes widened.
“Oh sorry I ..I don’t know why I did that I em I need to go sorry “you babbeled your ears night with a blush.
You were quick to gather your beonglinv trying to get as far away from alador as you could by well let’s just say you didint get very far.
“Now then where are you rushing off to so quickly then hmm” Darius asked as you walked right into him.
“Home?”you asked looking up at him.
“I have thing I need to finish for Raine good night to you both “you said trying to walk pass the taller male.
“I don’t think so love”Darius said moving to block your frame agein,
His hands moved to tilt your chin making you face him at an angle,
“Come on love your scarring them “alador laughed placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Sorry dear he get to existed sometimes”he whispered in your ear.
“I em I really need to em go”you whispered your eyes trying to look anywhere that wasn’t the two men you when pushed ageinst
“I’m sure Raine can hang off a little longer don’t you think love” Darius asked his boyfriend.
“Hmm I do believe he can what do you think angel”alador muttered.
#the owl house alador#the owl house x reader#the owl house#raine whispers x reader#alador fanfic#alador x reader#darius x alador#toh alador#alador blight#darius fanfic#toh darius#darius x reader
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I Had All And Then Most Of You, Some And Now None Of You.
The ringing seemed to echo in his ears, becoming the loudest noise in the room by far. Darius found himself nervously tapping patterns onto the sofa, subconsciously biting the tip of his tongue.
Please pick up.
Please.
-Click-
"Darius? Hello?"
Chapter: 1 2
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Hello!! This chapter is long overdue, I have terrible work ethic, but I think it is longer than the first one, if that makes up for it. It's not my best work, but enjoy!!
Again thank you so much to @theninjabozo and @genderlessjacky for helping me with this one, you're the best and I love you /p
Also @thenugking you are a godsend thanks a million
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Darius couldn't sleep. This wasn't an unusual occurrence, between Hunter's night terrors, Eberwolf's zoomies at 3 a.m and his own... uncomfortable wake-up calls, a late night reunion wasn't an uncommon scene in the Deamonne household.
However tonight he just didn't feel like going back to his empty room.
He leaned back on the couch cushions, scrolling through his camera roll, looking for a good photo of Hunter to send to Principal Bump tomorrow morning for the official flyer derby team (if he was going to be awake at a titan-awful hour he might as well get some of the things he was putting off out of the way.)
He noticed he'd been mindlessly scrolling for too long when instead of the grinning faces of his friends and family looking back at him, it was a much younger Darius and Eberwolf.
He flicked past several old photos of stiff coven events and Eberwolf's smug selfies.
His fortys
His thirties.
His twentys.
Alador's wedding.
Ah.
There was one picture of that night, a large group photo with the newlyweds pride of place in the centre. He saw the tense smiles of people he didn't recognise. He saw Odalia's nails digging into Alador's shoulder like she was expecting him to make a run for it. He saw his own grimace, his well disguised concern.
He felt tears prick up behind his eyes. Titan. Why couldn't he just say what he thought when Odalia weaseled her way into Alador's life, instead of letting his unease grow and grow until he was screeching it at the man he loved.
He needed to talk to Alador. To apologise, to say the words fumbling at the bottom of his stomach, to just hear his voice.
His thumbs trembled as he searched for Alador's contact, still punctuated with the little purple hearts from his teenage years.
Would he even have Darius's number saved anymore? Their arguments were legendary, Darius knew himself well enough to know he didn't always have the best control of his temper.
Well. Here goes nothing.
The ringing seemed to echo in his ears, becoming the loudest noise in the room by far. Darius found himself nervously tapping patterns onto the sofa, subconsciously biting the tip of his tongue.
Please pick up.
Please.
-Click-
"Darius? Hello?"
/
Darius's breath caught in his throat. He hadn't exactly expected to get this far.
"Hey, um h-hi."
"... are you okay?"
"Y-yeah, are you- are you alone?"
"Uh, the kids are in bed?"
"Can I come over?"
"Sure."
"I'll be there in ten."
-Click-
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Darius stood on the doorstep to the Blight family manor, debating whether he should ring the doorbell or not.
He hadn't planned to turn up at Alador's feet at some ungodly hour when he woke up that morning but well, here he was.
Before he could ditch this whole situation while he had the chance, the heavy wooden doors swung open to reveal Alador still in his work coat, despite it being well past a reasonable time for that.
"Hi."
Seeing his face hurt so much more than Darius expected. All that was flashing through his mind when he saw the dark bags under Alador's eyes was the foul words he spat, the insults he let escape his mouth and leave a bitter taste on his tongue.
All reasonable thought left him at that moment. He couldn't feel his feet move beneath him as he stepped forward, enveloping Alador in a hug.
/
Alador jolted, feeling Darius's weight on his body, his well built arms wrapped around his shoulders. He noted the witch's shuddering chest, soft muffled sobs. It took him by surprise for a second. Darius seemed to always hold up an air of cold elegance. He was never vulnerable.
He reached his hands up to hold Darius's back, locking the two of them together. He heard Darius's breath choke up, staying like that for just a moment longer before the former coven head pulled away, tearing them back to reality.
He thought he saw Darius's face flush for a second as his green eyes refused to meet Alador's.
"... Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah I just- I- I'm sorry."
The engineer's brow furrowed in confusion.
"For what?"
"For everything. For being an absolute asshole to you for twenty years."
A smile tugged at Alador's lips, and Darius breathed a soft sigh of relief, although he was quick to refocus his attention.
"Are you still in your work clothes?"
Alador looked down as if he was also only registering this now.
"Oh, yeah. I was working on a project and lost track of time and-"
Darius rolled his eyes and scoffed fondly. He moved forward to unfasten the buttons holding the sagging overcoat closed before catching himself and realising this was maybe too close a gesture for someone he'd only had his first real conversation with in over two decades just a few days ago.
He glanced up at Alador's face and murmured a soft "Can I?"
Alador flushed a beet red, stammering to find any words to say before just nodding.
Darius slowly unbuttoned the remaining tarnished clasps, untied the faded grey belt that cinched it slightly at the waist and slid the jacket off Alador's shoulders. He did his best to hide the smug grin spreading across his lips at Alador's reddening face as he melted the coat into abomination matter in his hands, reappearing hung up in the coat rack behind him.
"So erm, do you want coffee?
Darius shrugged. If he was being honest, he hadn't planned what he was going to do once he'd actually spoken to Alador.
"Sure."
He followed the engineer down the winding halls to the kitchen, seating himself at the counter, one leg crossed over the other.
"How do you take your coffee?"
"Black is fine."
"Ever the purist, as usual."
Darius let his shoulders relax, leaning into the playful banter.
"Well at least I have taste. That coffee maker is absolutely hideous."
"I apologise it's not up to your incredibly high standards, Sir Deamonne."
Alador grinned, sliding the coffee across the counter to his guest.
Darius sipped the drink, eyeing the engineer up and down, noting the slumped posture and dark shadows under his eyes.
"You're not sleeping."
"Wha- Yes I am?!"
He raised an eyebrow sceptically, not buying it in the slightest.
"Hm. No."
Not giving Alador an opportunity to object, he continued.
"You look like you haven't slept in at least a few days, most likely a week, which means the last time you actually rested would be..."
Darius let his sentence trail off when he saw the other witch turn pink, but his statement was made. His expression softened, and when he next spoke his tone was soft and gentle.
"You need to rest. You're working yourself into the ground and it's going to come back to bite you sooner rather than later if you carry on like this."
Alador kept his eyes pinned to the floor, shifting on his feet. The motion sent Darius back several days, to the conversation whispered under the silence of those quiet hours before morning. I didn't want to be alone again.
Darius tiptoed cautiously into his next words, trying to force the uncertainty out of his voice and keep it low and hushed.
"...Lead the way?"
He saw a soft smile cross Alador's face and let go of a breath he didn't realise he was holding. Turns out he didn't want to be alone tonight either.
/
Alador stopped at the doorway to the room, freezing at the threshold. Darius joined him at his side, peering into the master bedroom.
It was modest enough, starched white sheets layed out on the seemingly untouched bed. Cardboard boxes labelled "Odalia" in messy black marker were stacked against the walls next to a half disassembled vanity. Try as Alador might have, the room still clearly belonged to his ex wife. Darius could taste her cheap perfume on his tongue, a sickly floral scent marking her territory.
The only part of the room that didn't fit the sanitised atmosphere was a worn blanket and pillow that lay on the.... on the floor.
Darius's stomach sank as he slowly came to the realisation of what that meant. When he spoke his voice died in his throat, coming out choked and hoarse.
"Alador... you slept in a bed, didn't you?"
The engineer stammered, tripping over his words.
"She... she didn't make you sleep on the floor."
Aladors scrambled excuses and explanations were drowned out by the dull pounding in Darius's ears as he felt his blood boil. The whites of his eyes blackened, his irises glowing as he balled his fists. She was going to pay, She was going to regret ever coming near Alador, if she lays a wretched finger on him-
"Dare?"
And just like that he was yanked back to reality, becoming acutely aware of every movement around him. He felt Alador's hand brush against his knuckles. He let his past lover grasp his hand, interlocking their fingers. He closed his eyes and exhaled heavily, quelling his fury. He gently squeezed Alador's hand. The last thing Alador needed was the wrathful, violent Darius that always seemed just under the surface.
When he opened his eyes again, they had returned to their normal appearance. He noticed Alador trembling, his feet practically nailed to the floor. His eyes shone with a terror like a deer caught in headlights, reflecting the pale moonlight.
He was paralysed there, frozen. He wasn't going to snap out of it, not on his own. He needed to get out of there, he needed someone to take him away from here-
"OH MY TITAN DARIUS WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?-"
He didn't even remember to keep his voice down when he felt his feet being swept from under him, lifted up by strong arms. His hands grappled for something to hold on to, clinging to Darius's shirt with an iron grip.
Darius couldn't stifle his laughter at Alador's reaction, shrieking like a wild teenager.
"Come on, you. You are going to sleep somewhere, whether you want to or not."
He made his way down the stairs, engineer in arms, trying to slow down to hammering of his chest, trying to ignore how Alador holding onto him for dear life made his face flush.
Alador did his best to not think about how easy it was for Darius to just carry him away. Titan, he hadn't been held like this since they were kids, when Darius used to whisk him away like a rescued damsel.
Descending the last few steps, Darius held Alador a little closer to not jolt the engineer around too much as he retraced his steps back to the living room, setting him down on the lavender couch as gently as possible. Alador looked down, trying to hide his reddened face.
"So, erm. Do you want to stay a bit or, or do you want to watch something or-"
Darius smiled softly, sliding next to Alador.
"So what incredibly important project has you working through the night without a minute of rest?"
Alador's eyes lit up.
"Okay, so even though the part of the coven sigils that activated with the draining spell is non-functional now, they still limit the witch's ability to do magic. But I was thinking, if we rearrange the components of the branding gloves, we can probably remove the sigils and reverse the limitations on magic usage!!"
Darius tried his best to listen, but tiredness was taking over and Alador's words were turning into white noise in his head. His mind wandered to how cute Alador got when he was excited, how his hands seemed to be doing just as much talking as his mouth.
"-We'd need someone with experience at using abomination magic in that extension-of-self way though. You'd be really good at that actually."
Alador paused, glancing back at Darius who just gestured for him to continue. The gaps between Alador's yawns were getting shorter and shorter and Darius figured if he let him ramble for a little longer he would finally tire himself out.
/
Alador's breathing slowed as his sentences trailed into silence, exhaustion finally winning out in the end.
A small smile danced across Darius's lips, as he stood slowly, his joints sore from not shifting in a while. He scooped Alador into his arms and let him curl sleepily into his chest.
Padding up the stairs as quietly as possible, he made it to the landing. Pausing for a second at the doorway of the master bedroom, he pushed it open with his hips as to not wake up the witch he was holding too harshly. He placed Alador's sleeping body down on the pressed white sheets, shifting pillows to support his head.
He knew he should leave now, he should leave Alador to rest undisturbed, but he couldn't move, like there was a thread tethering him to the witch by the pit of his stomach. Pulling the duvet over Alador's shoulders, his hands lingered over the other witch for a second longer.
He tore his gaze away, using every ounce of determination to rip himself from the moment. Every step away felt exhausting, like swimming upstream. Every step away was just wrong.
That night was a one-off, he found himself murmuring, rubbing circles into his palm with his thumb in a way he hadn't done since he was a lost teenager. A one time situation, and that is all it will ever be.
The creak of the heavy front door closing behind him did nothing to ease his mind.
These things don't fix themselves overnight.
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@linkdudehero @non-bee-knees it has been posted at last!!
Hopefully there were some funnies in there with the angst, and if you were in anyway dissatisfied with the ending, please be comforted by the fact there is a chapter 3 in the works (but don't get your hopes up about it being posted in a timely manner)
#there is so much alador angst in this despite the fact i cant write him in the slightest#aladarius#dalador#abomidads#alador x darius#darius x alador#alador blight#alador toh#toh alador#the owl house alador#darius deamonne#darius daemonne#darius toh#toh darius#the owl house darius#toh#the owl house#toh fanfic#hurt/comfort#i make shit sometimes
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