by the moonrise

dante eom + witch

[danteeom]

pixielee:

Lee nodded. “You have to get Cake,” he said as he watched his friend become a bird perch. “She’ll get jealous and will be mad at you. Here, let me take a couple of your birds and you can go and get Cake. It’ll be…a family reunion.” he held out his hand so that a couple birds bounced gently onto his arm. He smiled pleasantly at the creatures, trying to give off a warm and comforting aura to calm them.

“Go get your big bird and I’ll put on the kettle so we can make some tea,” Lee suggested as he walked into the kitchen with the birds still contently perched on his arms.

Dante chuckled quietly, a smile growing on his face. He watched Lee let his finches hop on him. They all squeaked at him, one right after the other, sometimes together, demanding attention. He could tell they all loved the pixie. With a little hop in his step, he left for his bedroom.

When he came back, minutes later, he had the very loud cockatiel in the palm of his hand. She was whistling a tune to him every few seconds, with a little bit of prompting from Dante. “Atta girl. You know the song.”

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imreadytoglimmer:

✴︎ — Glimmer didn’t comment as Dante’s breath hitched, realising if the roles were reversed she would likely be just as jumpy. She brought her knees up to her chest, feet resting on the bench. “ How’re you doing ? You know, considering… ” she waved her hand in the air as if that summarised the recent events. She watched Dante as he calmed slightly, shaking her head when he said sorry. “ You don’t have to apologise to me. There’s that whole innocent until proven guilty thing that a lot of humans supposedly believe in, right ? Although it seems like it goes ignored a lot… ” Glimmer sighed. “ I’m sorry. ”

Dante lifted the cup to his lips, blowing on it with slow, long breaths. He took a little sip of the cheap coffee, appreciating the way it burned his tongue. He needed to feel something other than just the sadness chewing on his stomach. “I... could be better.” Dante said simply, seeing no point in lying about the matter at hand. “I’m still alive, though. I have that going for me.” It was an attempt to lift the mood he created around himself. A poor one- but an attempt nonetheless. “Yeah, but, uh... one thing about the human majority is that they don’t let go of things too easily. Especially murder accusations.”

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theo-cheon:

“Mmm,” Theo hummed and leaned against Dante a bit, just wanting to be comforted by the presence of his friend. “Monsters…” the word always felt heavy on his tongue. He used to believe that, he used to hate himself for all the pain he caused, but he knew his own survival meant he had to do gruesome things. He was better now, living off of the blood bank contently, but the word still made him wonder if all humans ever saw when they saw him was a monster. “Well, you’re not a monster, Dante. They’re all mistaken. You’re a good person, and you take care of your birds and you’re humble. They’re all wrong.”

A smile slowly graced Dante’s face at Theo’s words, looking over to his friends with a soft look on his face. He could always rely on Theo to try and spread more positivity. “Well...” he started, quietly. “You’re not a monster, either, Theo.” He reminded him, nudging the vampire with his elbow. After that, he couldn’t help the grin that grew out over his face.

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oh-flynn:

“Well, that’s understandable,” he said with a nod. “There must be something I can do, though. Can I…buy you dinner? Walk you home?” he shifted a little, from one foot to the next. “Oh! Um…neither of those are propositions, obviously. I just want to help smooth things over.”

Dante watched Flynn stumble around his words and quirked a tiny smile, shrugging his shoulders. He was hungry, true. But not hungry enough to justify buying fast food or eating outside. “Uh...” he inhaled, then sighed deeply. “I should probably... go home.” His head nodded slowly as he spoke, agreeing with himself. “My birds are probably worried.”

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s u m m e r  s o l s t i c e ~ !

Like most witches, Dante enjoys celebrating the summer solstice to it’s fullest extent. He wasn’t going to let the all the things that have been going on stop him from having a good time with his friends. Since he had no wish to go outside, his day was spent indoors with his birds, cleaning his home, his alters and creating beautiful bouquets for his good friends. 

Although he really wished the town could have celebrated the event like always, Dante was just glad he could have a peaceful day to enjoy life. Because recently, it would seem that most of Devil’s Watch wanted the worst for witches.

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❣ , 💚

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

“The first time Theo ever came over to my house, he was really nervous about interacting with my birds. He was afraid that they wouldn’t like him, cause he’s dead and all. But I had no doubt that Cake wouldn’t mind! I put her on his hand and immediately she was fine with him petting her head and touching her. You know what he did? He started sniffling and crying! I felt bad for laughing, but he was so happy she liked him he was really crying!”

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

“The first time I ever made a hex, I didn’t know what I was messing with. I accidentally had it cast onto a woman that was walking past my shop on her way home from work, and she had instantly tripped and broke her glasses. The next time I saw her, she was walking with a crutch and I had found out that she sprained her ankle. I... feel really, really bad whenever I think about it.”

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💛 ❣

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

“Ugh. After that whole show with the hunters interrogating me and thinking that I’m some murderer, my parents had the nerve to come to my house and ask me the same questions personally. They went on and on about how even if I didn’t do it, I’m allowing that kind of behavior to happen because I’m a witch myself and not a hunter like them. Usually, those encounters just make me sad, because their my parents, and I do miss them, but right then I had just... had enough. I was so tired of people accusing me and thinking I’m a horrible person.”

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

“When I turned eighteen, Lee invited me over to his house and let me have some fancy wine with him to celebrate. I stopped after like, a few glasses, ‘cause I didn’t like it all too much, but Lee kept drinking! I don’t remember how much he drank, but it sure was a fucking lot! It got to the point where he was laid out all over me, making all these flirty gestures and winking- you know, typical Lee stuff. I kept pulling away, but he’d whine and pull me back. I didn’t know how else to stop him, so a grabbed a glass of water and splashed him with it! He was totally stunned- like I hit an off-button or something! You should have seen the look on his face- he didn’t move for like, four whole minutes!”

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❤️ 💜 💕

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

“I got Cake when she was just a couple months old and she didn’t like me so much at first. She’d peck at my fingers a lot if I tried to hold or pet her and ignored me all the time! I was really convinced that she wasn’t the bird for me and I was about to take her back to the bird breeder I got her from. But, this one night when I was feeling kind of down and was just… venting into nothingness, she flew over to me and just sat on my shoulder and tried to whistle me better, I think. I’m not really sure why she started liking me then, but she’s my best friend now! I always think about this moment when I get a new bird.”

 💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

“Ah… well, the big fight that happened between my family and I right before I left home is a really big one. My sister found the supplies I had started hoarding in my room for spells and what not and ratted me out to my parents. They yelled all sorts of crap at me, and I yelled right back… they called me a lot of things that still stick with me to this day. And I’ve tried my best to right the wrongs I’ve done, but… I think they still think those things… you know?”

💕- A memory about their significant other

“Oh. I’m sorry to disappoint, but… I don’t have a significant other. I’ve only really dated a few people in my life. To tell the truth, I don’t believe I’m cut out for a romantic relationship. I seem to be really bad at the dating scene.”

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mm time (meme monday)

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oh-flynn:

Could be worse was the nicest way Dante could have put it. Flynn would have expected worse, more cursing or something. “I suppose it could be,” he agreed softly. “I wish there was something more I could do to help you. In fact, is there anything I can do?” he fidgeted a bit. “I can’t do much for…um, the publicity aspect unfortunately, but there must be something I can do.”

Dante sat there quiet for a moment before shaking his head. “No, it’s... okay.” He said quietly, nervously biting at the skin on his lip. “I just... need some time to, uh,” he squinted, trying to think of the right words to say. “Calm down?”

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pixielee:

“Yeah,” Lee said with a smile, although it seemed sort of sad since he was so worried. They finally approached the house, glancing around to make sure it was safe. It seemed to be, so they looked at Dante. “Give me the keys,” they instructed, and then took the keys and unlocked the door and made their way inside, still holding onto Dante’s hanf to give him comfort.

“Here we are,” he said, although his voice was nearly drowned out by the birds chirping in earnest as they saw their Dante walk in. “Looks like they did miss you.”

Dante’s face quickly eased up into a much happier expression as the finches in the living room heard them come in. He didn’t even bother to take off his shoes, simply walking straight toward the big cage and opening it up. Sugar quickly jumped onto his finger and started chirping at him, almost like she was demanding something. He laughed softly. “I know, I know. I was gone for a while.” He muttered quietly, lifting her up to kiss her beak. The bird flapped her wings to land onto his shoulder, the other two following her example and leaving the cage.

“Should I go get Cake?” He asked the birds in a cute tone, looking back up at Lee.

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theo-cheon:

“Mm,” Theo nodded and looked down. “I don’t even know how I managed to brave above ground. After all this happened, I’ve been hiding in the Underground. Too many people can get their hands on holy water up here,” his smile was crooked, and maybe a little sad. He nudged Dante’s shoulder lightly. “Do people threaten you with…hm. I don’t know what witches have an aversion to, but I know humans would find some way to threaten you, even if it’s just words.”

“Words, mostly.” Dante replied in a quiet voice, pushing his bottom lip out some. “We’re still humans, so they wouldn’t stoop low enough to kill their own kind... yet. So, usually they just say things that we’re like, turning on our own kind and joining these monsters, of whatever.”

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oh-flynn:

Flynn was busy on patrol when he stumbled upon Dante. Things had been chaotic, he had been present during the whole situation with the arrests and the magic orb. The whole wild situation. He hadn’t believed the two were involved, no, but now knowing that there were probably two witches behind all the chaos, and it seemed confirmed that Christopher Thorne wasn’t alone, well…at least they had a lead.

“Um,” Flynn walked over, not wanting to sit next to him but just wanting to acknowledge him. “I’m…quite sorry for the whole…debacle. It wasn’t right for you to be involved in it like that.”

Of all the people that could have found Dante’s hiding spot, he had really hoped it wouldn’t be another hunter. Yet, out of all the possible hunters, the fact that it had to be Flynn to find him... he wasn’t quite sure if that was a curse or a blessing. Dante had complicated feelings surrounding the... friendship, if he could call it that, that he and Flynn had.

“Uh,” he gulped, forcing his lips to twitch up into a bit of a smile. It was pretty terrible. “It... it’s,” no, that wasn’t right. It wasn’t fine- he and Flynn both knew that. “Well, I’ll..” Dante let out a fairly heavy sigh and bit his lip. He was at a loss of words and felt embarrassment come over his already exhausted head. “It could... be worse.”

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pixielee:

“Fair enough. I’ll stay with you,” Lee said with a firm nod. “I’ll just pack myself a small bag and bring it with me. Not until after I walk you home and make sure you’re okay first, though.” he looked back at Dante as he seemed to linger back, nervous. He hated seeing his friend like this, it just wasn’t right. “Hey. It’s okay, I’m with you. And we’re almost there, okay? Almost there.”

Dante looked up then and forced a little smile, trying to make Lee a little less worried. Though, he knew it was kind of pointless around someone that was a pixie. “I’ll... I’ll be better once I’m home.” He said, nodding like he was telling this to himself. “I just need to...yeah, be home. Hopefully.”

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imreadytoglimmer:

✴︎ — Glimmer had wandered out of The Underground as soon as it was dark enough, and she’d managed to get all the day to the edge of Town Centre. She rubbed her face, fingers digging into her cheek roughly as she walked, eyes scanning over the area until she spotted one person a few feet away at the gas station.

      Glimmer hadn’t put loads of thought into the most recent events, despite being visibly uneasy because of them. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, just assuming it had been Dante or Theo responsible when they happened to have been present when the orb had been found. She’d had plenty of situations where she’d been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and them being there wasn’t proof enough for her. She walked over to the figure, shifting so she could see who it was, and she settled beside Dante when she managed to catch a glimpse of his face. “ Hey. ”

Dante looked over suddenly when she spoke, as though he’d only just then become aware of her presence. His breath hitched for only a second before he calmed back down once more. The recent events had him flinching at his own shadow, it wasn’t anything new. “... um, hey.” He managed to reply back. At least she wasn’t a hunter, or even a human like him. Dante had learned that non-humans were a tiny bit kinder in situations like that. He thought of it as a result of all the persecution humans tended to put the rest of the population through. “Sorry,” the word slipped out of him before he could stop it, even though he really wasn’t sure as to why.

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songbirdjay:

Jay was walking home from a gig at a nearby cafe, but his thoughts were far from this moment. His thoughts were wandering to what had happened recently in Greyspire, and how it had been so close to where he was living. Ugh, this place was not as safe as he had been told it was.

He noticed an open gas station and decided to walk in and get a quick snack. He hadn’t gone shopping yet, and even though it was late he was hungry. He couldn’t sleep on an empty stomach. Of course as he walked in and saw the figure with the hood over his head in the corner, he hesitated. He could smell magic.

“…what are you doing?”

Dante jerked and sat up straighter, looking at the boy who had approached him with the same eyes as a deer caught in the headlights of a car. It took him a few more seconds to realize he’d asked something. Dante blinked and looked down, his shoulders slumped once more. There was still an air of discomfort around him. “... nothing.” He said finally, though he sounded fairly unsure of himself.