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sergeantsporks · 2 years

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Dadrius Week Chapter 3: Daily Life

“So… Darius offered to let me stay with him.”

Hunter watched Ms. Noceda carefully, waiting for her reaction.

She put down her kitchen knife, blinking. “Oh. The abomination head, right?”

Hunter nodded.

“And… how do you feel about the idea?”

Hunter took a deep breath. “Well, logistically speaking, it would be the best option. It’s closer to Hexside, so I wouldn’t have to cross dimensions every day to get to school. And he doesn’t already have a couple of kids, so it would be less of a hassle for him.”

“Hunter, you’re not a hassle. And I don’t want you to think you have to live with him just to somehow make life easier for me.”

Hunter nodded a couple of times to that. “Okay. But just. Yes. As far as the logical choice goes, Darius seems to be a good plan.”

“But how do you feel about it?”

Hunter leaned against the counter. “I don’t know. We didn’t get along in the coven, not for a while. And maybe that’s just because of how things were there, because it’s been a lot better more recently, but… what if we get along more now because we don’t see each other as often? And we’re always somewhere else. I’m just worried that… if we’re in each other’s space again… we’ll start to get on each other’s nerves.”

Ms. Noceda ‘hm’ed thoughtfully. “What if you had a weekend visit, to test?”

“A what?”

“It’s something some adoption agencies do. Before parents make a decision on an adoption, the kid goes out to their home for a weekend, to test the waters. See how they fit into the household. You and Darius could do something similar. Go over to his home for a weekend, maybe longer if you’re still not sure, test and see how you like it, how he likes it. See if it’s a good fit. If so, then maybe you move in with him. If not, well, I’m happy to have you here as long as you want, Hunter.”

“A weekend visit,” Hunter echoed softly. “Yeah. Yeah, let’s try it.”

Xxx

A weekend visit.

Slow and cautious.

Not the worst idea.

Darius led Hunter up the stairs to a room that had once been a guest bedroom—well, it technically still was, until he made a decision. “I already put all your clothes in the closet. There’s a bathroom attached to your room. My room is just down the hall. You can go in if you need something, but otherwise, please respect my privacy. The rest of the house is fair game.” Darius tapped a small statue that was sitting on the counter. “If you do move in, you can give back any of the decorations you don’t want, the space will be yours.”

Hunter nodded, setting his bag down on the bed. His fingers twisted around each other, and he glanced around the room awkwardly. “Sooooo…”

“I’ll… leave you to unpack?” Darius suggested, backing out of the room. Titan, this was awkward. He traipsed back down the stairs to see Eberwolf curled up on his couch. He was getting dirt on the cushions, but Darius almost didn’t care. He nudged the demon. “Thank goodness you’re here. You’re used to hosting litters of baby creatures. What do you do to make things not stilted?”

Eber shrugged and stretched. “Feed them,” he signed, “Make them a nest.”

“He has a nest—well—a bed. Food is a good. I can do food.”

“Give them time and space to explore their surroundings,” Eber added, “Everything is strange and new. Let them figure out their new environment.”

Darius nodded. “Hunter?” he called.

Hunter’s head poked down the stairs. “Yes?”

“Eber and I are going to the store to pick up some things for dinner. We’ll be back in an hour.”

“I don’t want to go shopping,” Eber complained, “They think I’m your pet.”

“You’re coming anyway,” Darius told him, picking him up and setting him up on his usual shoulder perch. “Bye, Hunter.”

“Bye.”

Xxx

Hunter waited for Darius to disappear down the street, then set an alarm for forty-five minutes and thumped down the stairs, leaving his bag half unpacked on the bed. He wandered through the house, noting points of entry. Windows. Doors. There was the front door, of course. And then another door in the kitchen that led to the back of the house.

Explore the yard later.

Kitchen, living room, laundry room. Normal enough. Hunter hopped up to sit on the washer, reading the instruction manual for it and the dryer. Bathroom. Hunter picked up the soap bottle. It was similar to the one in his room’s bathroom, a foaming scented soap.

Where does he get these?

Come to think of it, where did Darius get anything? Hunter knew he liked the finer things, and he liked to be comfortable, but he didn’t know anything about where you found that stuff.

Hunter set the soap back down and climbed back up the stairs. Guest room—although this one was significantly less in the tastes of the rest of the house, with plants in the windowsill, a range of combs and brushes next to fur shampoos and scale care kits in the bathroom, and a pet bed in the corner. Where Eber slept if he stayed over, if Hunter had to guess. Hunter opened the door to a room with bookshelves and a massive desk.

Darius has an office?

He spotted a couple of papers with the seal of the abomination coven and winced. Those were old. He picked them up anyway. Growth charts on the number of young witches choosing the abomination track. There was a typewriter set up, words like little black ants marching across the page. Hunter had known Darius had written a book, but he’d never read it.

There it was, on the shelf, though.

Abomination Creation.

Hunter put the book back and left the office, carefully shutting the door behind him. Another guest room. A linen closet. Another bathroom. And…

Hunter’s hand hovered over Darius’ bedroom door.

He said not to go in there unless I needed something.

Still.

Why would he say that?

Before he could stop himself, Hunter twisted the knob, shoving open the door and then leaping back.

No traps. Not on the door, at least.

Just a quick peek.

Hunter poked his head in the door, and something gold glinted in the light from the window, shining directly into his eyes. Hunter looked behind himself to check for Darius, then went inside, picking up the golden object from its place on a little table, two candles burning next to it.

It was an emperor’s coven cloak pin. It was shiny and bright, but Hunter could see russet stains in the cracks and crevices of the sigil.

His cloak pin.

There was a picture on the little table, a photograph in a golden frame. A younger Darius and a man in a golden mask.

Darius looks… happy.

Hunter set the cloak pin back down and left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

He’s not hiding anything from you.

He just wants some privacy.

Hunter went back to his room, unpacking the rest of his few belongings and putting them in drawers. His toothbrush went to the bathroom. The frog plushie Luz had helped him rescue from the keep went on the bed.

The room looked sparse, compared to his room in the keep, or even the room at the Noceda house.

If I stay, I could fill it.

If.

Xxx

Darius kicked off his shoes at the door, setting the bags of groceries down on the kitchen counter. “What do you think the odds he actually stayed out of my room are?”

“Next to none,” Eber signed, then hopped up on the counter and started emptying the bags.

“Mmmm, that’s what I thought.”

“Do you still have that creepy shrine in there?”

Darius flushed. “It is a memorial, and it is not creepy.”

“You know how my family coped with the death of a loved one?”

“Ugh—oh, titan, Eberwolf, not this again, you will put me off my dinner.”

“We ate their corpse.”

“I am not eating a corpse.”

Eber picked up the package of griffin meat off the counter and waved it at him.

“That isn’t the same. Get down from there.”

Eber hissed at Darius’ hand as he reached for the tiny demon, then hopped off of the counter on his own, proceeding back to Darius’ couch.

Darius opened the meat, cutting it into smaller pieces and putting them in a bowl. He mixed a sweet and sour cooking sauce in another bowl, then tossed it all together in a pan, moving the pieces around in the sizzling broth. An abomination tendril snatched up a package of presliced vegetables, tossing them in with the meat.

“Oh, hey, Eberwolf,” Hunter’s voice said from the living room, “Are you staying for—”

Eberwolf hissed, and Hunter yelped. Darius poked his head into the living room just in time to see Hunter backpedaling away from the couch, Eber puffed up and baring his teeth.

“Eber, play nice. You don’t need the whole couch.”

Eber stretched his paws all the way out while laying on the middle cushion, effectively making the whole couch unsittable.

“You are a horrendous houseguest,” Darius told him.

Hunter followed him back to the kitchen. Darius continued to toss the meat and vegetables, abomination tendrils snaking out and opening cabinets that had plates and glasses.

“What’re you making?”

“Stir fry. I’ll put together a salad in a minute. Did you finish unpacking?”

“Yes.” Hunter shifted just a little closer. “It smells good.”

“Thank you. Almost done. Please go tell Eber that if he wants dinner, he has to wash his paws first.”

Eberwolf ate like a ravenous animal. It was almost enough to put Darius off of his own dinner, but at least he was used to it.

No, it was the way Hunter ate that worried him. He watched to make sure Darius ate a bite first. Then he ate slowly, testing the food.

Then he devoured it in three seconds flat.

“You two are going to choke,” Darius commented.

“Can’t choke,” Eber signed to him, “Have a separate breathing tube from my nose to lungs, just in case.”

“Of course you do.” Darius nudged the bowl of stir fry towards Hunter. “You can have seconds if you’re hungry.”

“I’m not.”

“Really? Could have fooled me the way you scarfed that down. Camila’s feeding you, isn’t she?”

Hunter flushed. “Of course she is.” His shoulders hunched, and he shrank back into himself. “It was delicious. Thank you.”

Think it out.

Locate the source.

He was well fed in the coven, all the scouts were, they had to be kept in top physical shape.

The food in the mess halls wasn’t anything special, but it wasn’t disgusting, either.

Darius remembered his own mentor tending to ‘dine and dash’ as he called it, inhaling his food in between missions and guard duty and patrols. Darius had been guilty himself of eating meals in his office on particularly busy days as head of a coven.

There it is.

Darius leaned back, rolling a fork between his fingers. “It’s alright. You don’t have to go anywhere. You can just enjoy the food. You too, Eber, goodness.”

Eber licked sauce off of his fingers. “Got to go home, my ratworm delivered a litter.” He wrinkled his nose at Darius. “Good luck.”

Then he was gone, bounding out the door.

Darius stabbed at a vegetable, pointing his fork at Hunter, who’d settled back into a state of mostly-relaxed. “So. How many times exactly has someone tried to poison your dinner?”

Hunter blinked at him. “What?”

“You checked to make sure I ate first, probably because you were worried about being poisoned. Not that it would matter, if I was going to poison you, I’d simply use a poison I had the antidote to, in order to fool you. Checking to make sure I eat first is the oldest trick in the book.” Darius took another bite, then swallowed, shaking his head at Hunter’s frozen stare. “I’m speaking in hypotheticals, Little Prince, don’t worry, I haven’t poisoned your food, and I don’t intend to. Promise. But how often has that happened to you?”

Hunter’s shoulders hunched up again. “Once or twice.”

“Often enough that you check.”

“Sent me to the hospital,” Hunter muttered, “Missed a lot of work.”

Darius shook his head. At least the way he was acting cagey about it showed he didn’t think it was normal anymore. Hooray for progress. “No more worrying about that. You’re safe here. All unpacked?”

Hunter nodded.

“Did you have enough time to look around?”

“Yyyes.” Hunter’s eyes flicked from side to side. Oh, yes. He’d definitely gone into Darius’ room. And for the first time, Eber’s words nettled at Darius.

Is the memorial creepy to him?

Since the whole… thing.

Too late to worry about it now.

Darius finished the last of the food on his plate, then set his fork down and pushed his chair back with a sigh. “So.”

“So,” Hunter repeated.

“Today has been… awkward. For both of us, I think.”

Hunter nodded.

“It was bound to be that way. I know this was supposed to be a test on how well you clicked in the household. But I hope you won’t base your decision on one day.”

“There’s… always tomorrow?” Hunter suggested.

Darius nodded, gathering up plates and utensils. “There’s always tomorrow.”

#toh #dadrius week 2022 #the owl house #day 3: daily life #dadrius #darius deamonne #toh fanfiction #my writing #toh hunter

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dustybunny · 6 years

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FFXV OC NOTES

hi I have a lot of these nerds and haven’t posted in a while so y not

Might post pics later when the headache I have goes away hhhh

so ok

-literally the first ones i made were Aurora and Eloise

twins

-and whoops kinda shipped Eloise w/ prom orz (and still do aaa fite me)

-but both are also super duper lame and part of the lucian royal counsel bc their parents are advisors and so thus are kinda friends with the gang

-aurora mainly is a short tempered pain train and eloise is the sweet one but does retain a rebellious streak

-eloise was actually trapped in insomnia for a few days after the attack and had to make her way out while aurora would be training to become an official kingsglaive

-both twins are able to wield swords, and if teamed up will be Super Extra and swap them around when doing combos and link strikes

-however, aurora can also use shields while eloise had to pick up marksmenship while in the city to fight the mts a little better

-after the ending, eloise paired up with prom, mainly bc when i was writing their like "party banter" they kinda . clicked. since bc eloise probs also met prom when noct started bringing him to the citadel for after school hangouts and was like "om g who is u and why u gotta cute face"

-and then aurora casually teasing her along the way ( "ask him out already! ! " "ohmigosh nooooo he likes other girls stahp" "w/e kiss him itll fix that problem" "rORY NO,, , " )

-whoops a potencial side quest / tour was getting them to go on a date in lestallum, including sneaking around corners to spy on them aaa

-bUT UH ANYWAY

-with eloise she didnt feel comfortable just leaving prom behind like, he just lost his best friend to shitty god logic and was distant from ignis and glaudio. even tho hed be way more independant then before (read: his episode), i think itd still bother him being alone, seeing as not even Cindy was really giving him attention during the skip

-so they teamed up during those 10yrs, being demon hunting partners. after the end of the starscourge, they finally take their first actual break before jumping in with the insomnia restoration efforts (of course theres a funeral for noct in there im just .. . cant go there i get too emotional about these dang nerds)

-so when noct passes on, rory kinda,,, goes thru a bit of an existance crisis before throwing herself into restoring insomnia

-but h hh the other nerds ;w;

-Chaleb, Darius, & Elias : Glaives!! Darius is a mage while the other two specialize in greatswords (Elias) and polearms (Chaleb).

-all three are loyal to King Regis, despite Elias showing some doubt and was thinking of leaving before chaleb and darius talked him out of it.

-All three were childhood friends, and were from Galahd, joining up with the kingsglaive after its fall.

-in the effort to escape the attack on insomnia, darius and elias manage to escort a group of survivors out, but are seperated from Chaleb, who manages to team up with Eloise during her "episode"

-Viola and Lukas : both are similar in a way to prompto : pre- mts.

-Viola is an odd case given that instead of being a "perfect" clone, her gene sample was expiremented on and resulted her in being female, as opposed to all of her "brothers".

-Lukas was another botched clone, suffering from lacking essencial vitamins and in general developing poorly.

-Both were to be disposed of, but Ardyn (?) managed to convince Verstael that they could be salvaged as regular troops. However, Lukas escaped the keep at the first chance he got, while Viola stayed behind to eventually become a communications officer.

-however, viola shares the same views as arenea. seeing the chaos and terror simply not worth the end result.

-reuniting with lukas, they work on leaking intel to lucian forces before being caught and soon hunted by mts

-after proving themselves loyal to Noctis, they join into the group. This causes a bit of friction, mostly bc who tf trusts a nif rn

-the most vocal of opposition being gladio , which did cause a bit of fight between him and Lukas

-however viola offers a piece of useful info: she knows where a rare weapon is that once belonged to a Lucian noble

-so along the quest to get it, Lukas stays behind to help the hunters and Cor, while viola becomes the guest member of the group

-cue awkwardly sitting between Noct and gladio on that car ride

-of course it’s in a cave, being used by a yojimbo type daemon boss

-it strikes at Ignis, and would’ve straight up killed him

-had it not for a smol nif girl jumping in the way

-quickly they grab the weapon and get outta dodge, racing back to the hunters hq to treat the wounds

-meantime viola is rambling about Lukas and hers plan to help keep Noctis safe from ardyn, seeing as he’s targeting him for some reason (eep)

-by the time they get there Lukas is seconds from freaking out and what happened and oh gods that’s a deep cut and holy six please don’t leave me

-thankfully she’s patched up in time, but isn’t able to move around much.

-and bc of her shielding Iggy Cor eventually vouches for the both of them, staying that if they wanted to could’ve let the party die in that cave and alerted the mts whenever they wanted

-so yay! New friends!

-Lukas primarily uses rifles, though will use knives in close quarters. Typically carries his own sniper rifle, along with a long curved and serrated combat knife

-viola however has taught herself dragoon polearm techniques, and is like a less powerful arenea. Despite this she is quicker, and can pick off weaker enemies faster.

#final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv #ffxv #ff15 #my ocs #ff oc #ff15 oc #ffxv oc #final fantasy 15 oc #final fantasy xv oc

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