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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 57/?
Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sollux Captor/Dave Strider, Sollux Captor/Roxy Lalonde, Sollux Captor/Gamzee Makara, Roxy Lalonde & Dirk Strider
Additional Tags: Pale Romance | Moirallegiance, sollux ♢ dave, Roxy Lalonde/Dirk Strider Moirallegiance, Caliginous Romance | Kismesis, soft blackrom, Minor Jake English/Dirk Strider, Minor Rose Lalonde/Kanaya Maryam, sollux ♠ roxy, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Drug Use, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Mental Health Issues, Alternate Universe - College/University, Hurt/Comfort, everyone is a hot mess but it’s gonna be okay, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, panic attack has a tw at the begining of the chapter, optional sexy parts linked in text for all you thirsty people, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Trolls on Earth, Minor Kanaya Maryam/Karkat Vantas Moirallegiance, Minor Mituna Captor/Kurloz Makara Moirallegiance, Beforus Ancestors
Summary:With the help of Dirk, Dave escapes Bro by getting into a college way the fuck away from Texas, but they both know that won’t be the end of it.
Dave has some baggage, but misery loves company and Sollux is a disaster. A disaster deep in rivalmance with the reigning hot mess herself, Roxy Lalonde.
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==> Be Roxy
You awaken with a groan from a sleep so short and shallow that it didn't even register for your dreamself, let alone leave you feeling anything even close to rested. A door opens on squeaky hinges. It's a deafening shriek that rings sharp in your skull. You roll over and curl in on yourself searching for any kind of relief, but you only succeed in stirring up the churning waves of bile in your gut and tangling yourself in a sweat-soaked sheet. The cot you're lying on dips with Latula's weight. She urges you to lie on your back with a softly spoken request and a gentle press of your shoulder. You don't really want to, but lying on your side doesn't seem to be much better, so you reluctantly roll back over. A cool, folded-over washcloth finds your forehead. It dulls the pounding in your skull, but doesn't completely take it away. You ask for more medication, your voice coming out small like a kitten's needy mewl, but Latula tells you that it's too soon. A nasally whine of pained frustration leaves you, but you trust that Latula has your best interest in mind; it has to be way too soon, even if it doesn't feel like it.
mfw i realize ive already liked every davesol and gamdave post from after 2017
dave strider and sollux captor sprites for myself
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