//POV: you’re edric blight and you threw a stick of chapstick at Emperor Belos in a 7-11 parking lot
Feat. My inability to draw hands
"This is really nice," he murmured after a few beats of silence. He knew he was stating the obvious, but he couldn't help but appreciate this time. This peace. This stillness.
"Titan, I love you so much."
Edric leaned into the kiss, hand wrapped behind Hunter to rest on his back.
"I know- you love me for it," he murmured once he pulled away.
"Well, depends on who it is. But something.... not their most precious belongings, but something they wouldn't be happy to part with."
"Perfect! We can talk details and such tomorrow, if need be, but cool. I'd really like to do that for you, so... yeah."
Edric was in a similar boat. He'd never thought he'd actually find someone even close to what Hunter was like.
"Titan... how did I get so lucky?"
He truly had to be the luckiest witch on the isles. Not only did he get to love someone who was so incredible, someone who cared so deeply about everything. Somehow, Hunter loved him back too. Saw things in him worth loving.
"We should go +
"I... don't know."
He hadn't actually thought about that.
"Like... I've been pretty sad before, and no one's told me that I had junk floating around my head, so.. maybe it's only some things? I've also just kinda forced it to not happen, so maybe I've been doing that. It +
"Other people do it. Emotion-based magic's a thing you hear about sometimes- things happening involuntarily when someone feels strong emotions. I guess some people's bile sacs are connected to the part of the noggin that makes you feel things? I don't know how it works."











