How To Put Out A Fire
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It’s not that they resent it. The pain, that is.
They don’t resent it, because that would sound wrong to say after half a lifetime of spinning the same platitude to Eda. It’s just that they’re getting very tired of their arm shaking too much to hold even the lightest of instruments, it’s that they know Darius won’t even talk about it.
Raine, after the Day of Unity.
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- Part 1 of How To Put Out A Fire
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Darius is the first on his feet.
Darius is also the first one who tastes the blood in the air and wants his part of it.
He wants the lion’s share, he decides, as he cracks and bends and breaks under the familiar magic; it flows through him in fits and bursts, yes, but his anger has always been an excellent source of kindling, and before he knows it, he’s looking down at the crumpled remains of his life from above.
Looking back, he doesn’t remember the advance to the castle—only that it was in fact, just that. He wasn’t trying to be subtle about his actions, not anymore.
Darius, immediately after the Day of Unity.
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- Part 2 of How To Put Out A Fire
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Eda cuts her hair off.
That’s not the important part of the story, but it happens. And it’s where she’s going to start. She’s not sure why she does it—she grew out her hair for years on purpose, and she likes the thought of Raine pulling it, now. She likes that she has that, and that it’s a genuine possibility.
Like most impromptu and at-home haircuts, it happens in the middle of the night after she’s stared at her reflection for a little too long, and she’s not sure what she wants to do about that. She wants to hack and slash at something, and she knows that Raine’s going to be pissed if she decides that’s her own skin, or someone random’s.
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- Part 3 of How To Put Out A Fire
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Lilith never thought that she’d be saying this: but she’s genuinely invested in getting Alador and Darius to fuck (again). Truly, it didn’t start out with her on the side of the world’s longest game of will they won’t they holding a foam finger that says “PLEASE”. Truly, it didn’t even start with her being the kind of casually interested where you’d be willing to gossip about it because you don’t have anything better to talk about.
She’s always had something better to talk about than what Darius does, or what Alador might like Darius to do to him. Such as the end of the fucking world or the fact that the band of kids that she’s got parental or at least damn aunt-adjacent feelings for fucking vanished into thin air. Or her raging identity crisis that’s about to grow limbs just to beat her harder. Or the fact that her sister’s somehow the one with her shit together. Or how Lilith doesn’t think that’s true and in fact thinks that Eda’s just still a really good fucking liar.
It's Lilith and Eda's time to talk!
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- Part 4 of How To Put Out A Fire
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Unbeknownst but not surprisingly to most people, Eda has a hit list.
Hooty’s not most people. (Hooty’s not people at all.)
In fact, Hooty considers himself—very proudly at that—the enforcer of said hit list. He’s eaten it long ago, but he’ll cough it up for Eda when she wants to add a couple of names and faces, and then he’ll swallow it again—and he’ll remember them. He’s not interested in rehashing the details of their contract, he gets what he needs and wants; and so does Eda. However, he has no problem disclosing that one of the things she provides is an easy source of food.
Hooty tells us about his responsibilities in the Owl House, catches both Kikimora and the hoofbeats of the plot, is the world's best and most terrifying cryptid bestie.
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- Part 5 of How To Put Out A Fire
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Darius Deamonne is an idiot. Most people don’t believe Eber when he says that, because Darius has somehow managed to convince almost everyone (not Eber) that he’s a creature of grace, or some shit like that. That’s not true. That’s the complete opposite of true, and Eber never believed Darius’ act, even when they were roommates, even on the very first day, when Darius scoffed and tossed his expensive suitcase onto the rickety bed with the mattress that wasn’t much thicker than the width of Eber’s paw.
Darius Deamonne is a fucking disaster; the kind of disaster who joins a Coven, and does it so well that he becomes Head Witch of said Coven, because he got dumped. Eber offered to eat Alador, and Darius almost took him up on it, once, but then he’d, his head on the table, hand wrapped around a bottle, said that if anyone was going to kill Alador, it was going to be Darius.
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- Part 6 of How To Put Out A Fire