mrhunterlover
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i love huntie sm | selfshipper/oc x canon blog
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mrhunterlover · 5 months ago
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reblog if the lack of f/o content (whether canon or fanmade) is getting to you 🙃
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mrhunterlover · 6 months ago
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fun things you can do when you have an f/o!
print out pictures of them to hang up on your wall!
if they wear jewelry, make it!
make stickers of them! (there's tutorials on youtube of how to make stickers at home, or, you can get sticker paper on amazon for pretty cheap, mine was $6!)
if you do make stickers, put them on your sketchbook, journal, laptop, or whatever you feel like putting them on!
make a google slides presentation on them! alternatively, you could also write an essay about them.
if they don't have a canonical style of handwriting, find or try to write in a way they would write!
if they do, try making your own font of their handwriting that you can download and use. or, try to learn how to write similarly to them, maybe write letters to yourself from their perspective.
if they have a birthday or there's a holiday coming up (irl or canonical), make a card for them!
make them in the sims, or some other character creation making game. or, make a minecraft skin of them.
draw them as a character from another source. for example, draw them as a pony from mlp, or draw them as a character from smiling friends!
make a playlist of youtube videos you'd think they'd enjoy watching, and perhaps watch them again and pretend like you're watching them with your f/o.
make food they canonically like, or you'd think they'd like!
make a tier list as if they were making it! like a fruit tier list, for example.
if I think of anything else, I'll make a part 2!
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mrhunterlover · 6 months ago
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(waiter! waiter! another self indulgent selfship imagine please!!)
Imagine your f/o with your plushies. Imagine them handling and holding them. Imagine them calling them by the little names you give them.
If your f/o is more serious and tough, imagine them getting more caring and soft holding them. Imagine them letting their softer side show cause of your plushies.
Ok now I really need you to imagine finding them holding one of your plushies in their sleep. Maybe they just needed something soft to hold, maybe the plush has your scent on it.
DNI PR0 SHIPPERS/C0M SHIPPERS
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mrhunterlover · 6 months ago
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fun things you can do when you have an f/o!
print out pictures of them to hang up on your wall!
if they wear jewelry, make it!
make stickers of them! (there's tutorials on youtube of how to make stickers at home, or, you can get sticker paper on amazon for pretty cheap, mine was $6!)
if you do make stickers, put them on your sketchbook, journal, laptop, or whatever you feel like putting them on!
make a google slides presentation on them! alternatively, you could also write an essay about them.
if they don't have a canonical style of handwriting, find or try to write in a way they would write!
if they do, try making your own font of their handwriting that you can download and use. or, try to learn how to write similarly to them, maybe write letters to yourself from their perspective.
if they have a birthday or there's a holiday coming up (irl or canonical), make a card for them!
make them in the sims, or some other character creation making game. or, make a minecraft skin of them.
draw them as a character from another source. for example, draw them as a pony from mlp, or draw them as a character from smiling friends!
make a playlist of youtube videos you'd think they'd enjoy watching, and perhaps watch them again and pretend like you're watching them with your f/o.
make food they canonically like, or you'd think they'd like!
make a tier list as if they were making it! like a fruit tier list, for example.
if I think of anything else, I'll make a part 2!
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mrhunterlover · 6 months ago
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DAWG NO COS I DO THIS???? 😭🙏
Imagine your F/O having a little plushie of you, something the size of a tiny squishmellow or Neopet plushie.
They carry it with them all the time. The plushie version of you sits in their shirt/jacket pocket (sometimes the inner jacket pocket) where your F/O can reach it easily.
Imagine them with their hand stuck in their pocket, gently squishing the plushie, running their thumb across the small fabric version of you. They miss you so much they have to have an emotional support plushie version of you.
Now imagine them sneaking off, or just waiting until no one's looking, so they can give the plushie a little forehead kissy. They can stop thinking about later, when they can give the real you a forehead kissy (and many other kissies).
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mrhunterlover · 7 months ago
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YESYYESYSYSS
reblog to have your f/o pat you on the head ♡
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mrhunterlover · 7 months ago
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THIS IS SO COOL SJDBDNSN
No One Like You — Hunter x gn! reader
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Summery: Reader stumbles on a strange book vendor and meets someone new.
tw: none
a/n: I have a few things to say. 1. I try to keep my fics inclusive (I was really shit at that before), so when I write the reader flushing, I mean they feel their cheeks warm up, doesn't mean that you can see it (it depends on the reader). 2. I haven't finished the fic yet, this is kinda a teaser (yes I have so far written eleven chapters, so don't worry, I'm almost done). but thats all, enjoy reading!
wc: 0.6k
Chapter One
Master List
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Walking through the market, people were shouting about their wares everywhere. I looked down at the list my parents gave me. I need to get some nightshade next…
I looked around for a stand that sold tea. Instead my eyes landed on a stand selling books. I felt drawn to it, so I decided to check it out. Walking over, no one really seemed interested in the books. Looking closer they were...were these restricted books? Why are they selling these out in the open during the day? Shouldn't they be a part of the night market? I looked around, in case an Emperor coven scout thought I was up to no good or something.
Seeing as no one seemed suspicious of me, I looked back at the books. Flipping through one I noticed it was about the savage ages and about wild magic. The pictures of old magic and creatures and traditions...it honestly seemed interesting.
"Good eye," The vendor said. Their cloak obscured their face, but I could still see their sharp teeth showing from underneath. "All of these are rare books, for...collectors."
Red flags were going off, my anxiety coming full force. Was this a sting operation to find witches who are interested in wild magic? Am I in trouble? This all was sketchy as hell.
"I uh..." I slightly stuttered.
"I like you kid," The vendor said, all I could stare at were those sharp teeth. "I'll give you a discount, 30 snails."
That was the price of a regular book. Well I guess this isn't just a regular book. But the discount seemed like this really was a sting operation.
"That's an interesting book," Another more boyish voice spoke up. Turning around I felt my eyes widen. Only to see...another kid. Oh.
He had blond hair that was slicked back (though a strand hung over his forehead). He also had these magenta eyes that I've never seen anything like with dark eye bags. He had a scar on the right side of his cheek and part of his ear was clipped almost. He honestly looked like he's up to something.
But my moms taught me better than to judge someone on their appearance. But this entire situation is just...off.
"It does look interesting," I agreed. "But my moms wouldn't want me coming home with something that could get me in trouble with the Emporer's coven."
"Smart," He nodded.
"I just wish learning history wasn't something to be looked down upon," I mumbled, mostly to myself but I could tell that he heard. "Just because I read about something doesn't mean I'm going to participate in it. I've read horror books with murderers, but I'm not a murderer now."
"That's...true," He agreed, hand under his chin like he was thinking deeply. "Maybe you should get it then."
I looked up at him suspiciously, "I mean...is it worth being sent to the conformatorium though?"
"If you keep the book hidden..." He trailed off.
"Are you trying to set me up or something?" I asked straight out.
"Wh-wha?" He exclaimed wide eyed. "No, no of course not!"
I stared at him for a few seconds with squinted eyes, then looked down at the book. After a few seconds I decided 'screw it, it's just a book'. Giving the vendor my money, I put the book in a satchel that I was carrying.
"Uh...nice meeting you?" I said to the guy with a slight questioning tone.
I waited for a reply as he seemed to be having a dilemma, but I really needed to finish this grocery shopping, and I spent enough time at this book stand.
'Maybe he's not going to reply,' I thought and slowly turned around, still giving him a chance to say something.
"N-nice to meet you too," He settled on, and I waved before walking off.
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mrhunterlover · 8 months ago
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*y/n following hunter*
Hunter angrily:why do you keep following me? What do you want?
Y/n in a mesmerized voice:youre a very pretty boy.
Hunter shocked:i-i thanks?😳
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mrhunterlover · 8 months ago
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<3
Reblog to get a hug from your gruff, grumpy, or emotionally reserved F/O.
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mrhunterlover · 9 months ago
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hunter vs amity eclipse lake fr, he be talking to me 😭🙏❤️❤️
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OK BUT imagine your f/o is in the midst of a battle, absolutely tearing it up, and then their phone rings with the special ringtone they have just for you.
They GRIP their enemy with a sudden new strength and hold them down while they fumble to answer it.
“[name]! No, no, you’re not interrupting anything. What’s up?”
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mrhunterlover · 9 months ago
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its the opposite fr 😭😭🙏 he NEEDS TO GO TO BED IM DRAGGING HIM THERE
If you’re someone who tends to stay up late, imagine your f/o FUCKING GRABBING YOU BECAUSE IT’S TIME TO GO TO BED. THEY DON’T CARE HOW MUCH YOU FIGHT OR COMPLAIN, IT’S TIME TO SLEEP. THEY WILL PHYSICALLY DRAG YOU TO BED IF THEY HAVE TO.
And then you guys can cuddle in bed yaaay
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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how do i transform this into a real life story please please please
A Little Longer
Hunter Noceda x M!Reader
Anon asked ...
"just read your latest hunter piece and it is so cute!! touch is my love language and i loved how you wrote it in that fic, and was wondering if you could write more with reader giving hunter lots of physical affection?? ^w^ like playing with his hair, scratching his back, massaging his shoulders, rubbing his back until he falls asleep...just generally pampering him after he's had a tiring day :) this boy deserves all the love <3"
On it!~
Song while writing:
[ Set somewhere in Thanks to Them, before Halloween ]
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"Hunter? You still sewing?"
Y/N stuck his head over the banister of the basement stairs, looking over at his boyfriend as he kept sewing patches into the jacket. He glanced up, then went back to pushing the jacket under the needle.
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Nothing," Y/N hummed, coming all the way down the stairs and pulling an extra chair up in front of the desk with the sewing machine- careful to avoid the jacket as it flowed over the edge. He smiled as Hunter stuck the tip of his tongue out in concentration.
"You having fun there?"
Hunter flushed, pausing the machine. He glared at Y/N, pursing his lips.
"Yes I am, actually."
Y/N scoffed playfully, standing and moving behind Hunter. Hunter sat up in his seat and his back audibly cracked as he stretched. Y/N blinked at the noise.
"Have you been sitting all hunched over like that since dinner?" He took Hunter's hands before they could drop to his sides, holding them out to the side to make sure Hunter paid attention to him. The blonde huffed, grinning sheepishly as he leaned his head back, the crown of his head hitting Y/N's stomach. He didn't try and hide the way he nuzzled back to feel more of Y/N against him.
"Yeah. I was focused!"
"You're gonna hurt your back worse than that time at the Knee. When you-"
"When I crashed into the tree on Flapjack, yeah, I remeber." He shook his head, trying to pry himself from his boyfriends hands so he could go back to working. Flapjack chirped, as if to acknowledge the story. He seemed to be laughing.
"Take a break. You can go right back after a minute."
Hunter looked unconvinced, and Y/N let his hands go. When he leaned back over, smirking, he winced. Y/N clicked his tongue.
"Oh, does your back hurt? Like I just said?"
"Alright, alright. What else should I do?"
Hunter stood up, sounding snappy but grinning fondly as he crossed his arms, feigning sass. Y/N rolled his eyes pushing Hunter's forehead affectionately.
"Alright, smartass. Sit down, on your sleeper."
"It's a sleeping bag."
"Same thing!" Y/N laughed. Hunter sat down, crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap. Y/N sat down behind him, hugging him from behind and pulling him closer to fill in the space between them. Hunter giggled, leaning his head back to Y/N's shoulder. The slightly taller of the two pressed a few Kisses to Hunter's cheek, nuzzling into the space between his jaw and shoulder. He pulled away all at once and Hunter laughed again.
"What are you doing?"
"Lovin' on you. Let me rub your back."
"Seriosuly?" He sighed, yet he still got situated in front of Y/N. The blonde leaned back slightly when Y/N started running his hands over his sweater, and Y/N chuckled.
"Here, slip this off. I'm gonna grab that coconut-lavender lotion that puts you to sleep."
"I'm not a baby." Hunter scoffed, slipping the yellow knit off and tossing it on the couch as Y/N sat back down with the purple bottle.
"You're my baby." Y/N teased, running his fingers through Hunter's hair and pressed another kiss to his cheek. Hunter blushed lightly.
"That doesn't count."
Flapjack fluttered around Hunter's head, then flew upstairs. Hunter tilted his head slightly.
"What do you think he's doing?"
"I don't know. Maybe he's just taking a break. I'm gonna start now, alrighty?"
"Alrighty." He huffed in amusement, leaning back against Y/N's hands as they worked on his back, easing the smaller knots before conquering the bigger ones. He sighed as Y/N worked on his shoulder blades, wincing slightly. Y/N eased up on the area automatically.
"No, no, you're fine. Just feels weird, you know?"
"What, you never had a a massage before? Man, you're missing out."
"Har har." Hunter rolled his eyes and Y/N chuckled.
"Luz says they have massage chairs at their mall. Camila said she might drive us up there after Halloween."
"..are we going to be here that long?"
The question stilled the atmosphere and
Y/N stilled for a moment before starting on the last knot in his back.
"I don't know." He said finally, using the heel of his hand to work the spot. Hunter winced and Y/N apologized. "I.. don't think we'll be home anytime soon. The portal isn't.. going well."
"Yeah." Hunter yawned, then snapped his head to the side to glare at Y/N.
"You tricked me didn't you?"
"What?" Y/N asked, grinning innocently. "No!"
"Yes you did!" Hunter laughed, leaning back do Y/N had to hold his weight with his palms, now that Hunter's back and completely relaxed. Y/N scoffed.
"Yeah, maybe a little bit. I didn't expect it to work." Y/N admitted. Hunter sat back up, stretching to reach his sweater.
He pulled it back on and yawned again, flopping backwards so his head landed on Y/N's lap. His arms fanned out to the side and Y/N laughed. He picked the back of Hunter's head up, helping him scoot up on the sleeping bag so Y/N could open it easier. Hunter laughed as Y/N made a spectacle of unzipping it and fanning it open before lying down on his back.
Hunter automatically crawled on top of him, settling for lying on Y/N's abdomen, slotting the rest of his body between Y/N's legs. One of his sock-clad feet rubbed against the side of Hunter's shin as he sighed, running his fingers through Hunter's hair, playing with the strands and scratching his scalp gently. Hunter hummed, then it turned into a giggle. He propped his chin up on Y/N's stomach carefully so he wouldn't accidentally hurt him.
"I love you. Thank you for the massage."
"Of course, Hunter, it was fun. I love you too." He sat up slightly and Hunter got the message, leaning up so they could press a kiss together.
There was a loud snap from the stairs, and Hunter jumped like a cat. Willow laughed, and soon so did Gus, Amity, and Luz. Y/N was startled into laughing too, falling backwards and covering his face as Hunter stood, face flushed red. There was Flapjack, positioned on Willow's head and looking smug.
"Flapjack! Give me that- Picture!"
He laughed, running up the stairs and after their friends. Y/N laughed to himself from the sleeping bag, rubbing his own scalp to get over the sudden adrenaline rush from being surprised like that.
Titan, he wished they were going to stay here for a little longer.
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I relally like this actually! I hope you do too, anon!!
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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EHEHEHEHEHEH🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷
New Boy
Hunter Noceda x M!Human!Reader
GUESS WHOS BACK
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"I don't understand why you keep trying to force me to make friends."
Hunter said absently, subconsciously pulling his beanie down farther over his ears. Luz raised her eyebrows.
"Because you're about to be seventeen and your only friends are the first people who were ever nice to you."
Hunter opened his mouth to retort, then shut it. It was true, he couldn't deny that.
"But why with other humans who-"
Luz watched Hunter's entire facial expression change as they approached the table of friends. They were all chatting amongst themselves, then welcomes Luz with open arms and excited words. Hunter didn't acknowledge any of them but a boy who sat in the back corner, scrolling through his phone absently. He only came back to consciousness when Luz nudged him and glanced over at the boy with a smile.
"Go sit across from him. Go talk to him!"
"What?"
Hunter said absently, blinking. Luz giggled at his expression as he shook his head and frowned at her, as if nothing had just happened.
"Alright, alright! We're sitting, we're sitting."
Luz laughed as one of her friends egged her on, and managed to get them squeezed into the table at the end. Hunter was sat across from the boy, and he pressed his lips into a thin line, glaring at Luz with a face between 'help' and 'what do I do'. She kicked his leg and went back to chatting.
He shifted, opening his mouth for a smart retort, but he managed to accidentally kick the boy across from him. He froze, staring at the boy for a moment before he scrunched his nose.
"Sorry! Sorry."
"Oh, no, it's okay. I've been over here taking up all the space since no one was sitting there."
He laughed, setting down his phone. Hunter blinked at him, unaware of the blush that crept onto his face at the boys smile.
"I'm Y/N. You're Luz's brother, right?"
Hunter smiled. "Yeah," He said softly, and offered his hand for a handshake. "I'm Hunter Noceda."
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is this what I call a drabble
AHASHSHA SORRY ITS SO SHORT, JUST WANTED TO GET SOMETHING POSTED
I see you requests in my inbox I swear 👁👁
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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LITERALLY HUNTER??? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
f/o who doesn’t know they’re touchstarved until they meet you.
the heavy want grows in their chest and is absolutely undeniably there whenever you two even just briefly touch. when you’re so close that they’re so desperate have you closer, wanting to feel their body pressed against yours in a tight embrace, that the thought of your hand in theirs is barely enough. when you two finally hug, or whenever you do, they sink into your embrace almost immediately, a deep sigh of content heard as they wrap their arms around you to return the tender hug. it’s a little hard to get their arms off you afterward, with those small mumbles of “just a little longer” and “i don’t want to let go yet.”
maybe they’re super embarrassed about feeling so at first and are so glad whenever you indulge in their desire to have you, to feel your warmth. or they’re incredibly stubborn about it but their actions always say otherwise, finding every little chance to have their skin touch yours, to quietly tug on your sleeve or any other sign that you immediately know what they want with it.
eitherway they’re forever thankful that you’re so understanding. with the little touches you guys end up doing like from simply pushing a strand of hair behind an ear or running fingers through each other’s hair, they’re absolutely addicted. smitten, even, so incredibly much that they can’t put their love for this, for you into words.
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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HES SUCH A BUG RHAHDHSHSH RH
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what is wrong with him
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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i love him sm LOL
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mrhunterlover · 10 months ago
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AWWW
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