#also imagine being darius

[traggalicious]

POV: ur the only golden guard with actual confidence (but it makes you a bitch)

[kipkoh]

Regardless of if Aladarius ever actually happened, I think Darius and Amity would get along super well no matter what. Amity is practically a prodigy with Abominations and Darius was literally the Abominations Coven Head. You can’t convince me Amity never once considered asking for Darius’ mentorship and that he wouldn’t be eager to be a magic mentor for quite possibly the first time (at least outside of what might have been forced in the Covens.) I think he’d be super happy to have someone actually able to learn and carry on the powerful tricks he’d learned throughout the years. I think Amity would also benefit in general being close to someone outside her family who also uses Abomination magic. Yeah she has Alador, but their relationship is likely a little rocky at first so it would be nice to have someone else for her to look up to who shares the same interest as her.

[cherrymoonvol6]

ok nvm i'll elaborate right now

i think one of the many weird choices in the finale was to make belos possess raine out of all people. one, because it really comes out of the blue. when has belos ever shown any interest of raine? like, i'm sure he must be aware of raine's record of plotting against the establishment, but he never deals with them himself. instead he sends a plethora of other people to do it for him (darius, eberwolf, kikimora, terra). if anything, it is terra that has a bone to pick with them. and in a parallel work where raine got more to do, i believe terra and raine's dynamic would've been something really interesting to explore. kinda like the relationship between atreus and odin in GOW ragnarok, like this "okay i know you hate me and all that i stand for, but i see potential in you so i'll take you under my wing and prove to you that i am worth of your time and loyalty" kinda thing, which is a banger dynamic btw.

but the second part is that there are two way more attractive options. the first one, immediately on demand, is darius. ofc it would take some canon time of developing that dynamic between belos and darius (it pains me that it doesn't exist), but it would make sense that belos would keep a close eye on darius. after all, he was mentored and was a good friend of the previous golden guard, and it's implied in various scenes (mostly ASIAS) that he knows enough about hunter's "ancestors" to praise him when he doesn't follow orders, and ultimately play the long-con to betray belos. he may even be aware in some sense of belos killing the previous golden guard, or even the existence of the grimwalkers. in that case, it would make sense that belos would have built some resentment towards him that ultimately shows in the choice to possess, corrupt and kill his puppeteer-ed body. but then, there's an even better option here, and a character that belos has hide a long-time resentment against: lilith.

look, if belos remembers luz from all those years ago, then he abso-fucking-lutely remembers lilith as well. and in a sense you can interpret the actions in canon as him trying to exert his personal vendetta against her: keep her close in the emperor's coven, trying to get her sister to join and get branded with a sigil with the promise that he'll cure her from her curse, all this while knowing that she would eventually betray him and join luz's side. we know belos kept her close for a reason and he knows the extent of her abilities, her history and relationship with eda, and her weaknesses as well. belos possessing lilith, then, would not only be the definitive "fuck you" to her, but could've also been an effective way to provoke eda emotionally and lead her to abandon her hideout to confront him. and honestly, from the way belos acts in that scene in FTF, his reaction to finding the best candidate to possess would make so much more sense if it was lilith and not raine.

but like, aren't lilith and raine just... insanely similar characters in the show's narrative? both are figures of eda's past, who loved each other sincerely back in simpler times, and through plot-related actions (raine's reason is much better narratively though, IMO) abandoned eda and joined the opposing side, climbing the ranks through their powerful abilities until becoming important figures in the coven circle. trying to think about the things i'd change in canon to make raeda a better couple involve making them go through similar plot beats that eda and lilith have gone through: an emotional, powerful moment where raine has to choose between their position of power and eda's wellbeing, actual tension between them (resentment and guilt from eda's side, frustration and confusion from raine's side), situations where they are forced to colaborate and their chemistry can still come through but still their dynamic is permeated by those lingering wounds... like, all of those things are stuff that already happened in canon, between eda and lilith. there's even that moment in king's tide where eda has the same somber moment with raine and lilith before executing their sabotage:

to me, it event seems like lilith got a lot of attention and development with eda in S1 and early S2 and then her character got sidelined when raine started to appear, and simultaneously: how raine's backstory and conflict of interest with eda are pretty much an afterthought but they still get to be a key player in the plot through late S2 and S3. i'm really sorry that economic character construction has to work this way, but that's how it is: you don't get to give eda a sister and a significant other and then make those two characters the same one. you have to commit to just one and integrate all aspects onto them.

[badgirlcoven-official]

"Willow is a bad character because she's a mary sue" me when I missed the entire point of the show

[numericalbridge]

It would have been cool, i think, if Darius and his mentor had met while the Emperor's Coven was investigating the Owl Beast after Eda's first transformation. Like, Raine asks Darius to cause a distraction and he impresses the Golden Guard so much. Maybe the Guard even realizes he is going against a child (Eda) and calls off the search.

Doesn't really make sense if you imagine it as an episode of a series since it would need to be focused on Eda and most likely Lilith and probably Raine, so it would be a weirdly distracting b-plot, but... umm... AU?

[welcometogrouchland]

idk how I developed the hc that Raine and Darius were briefly foster siblings in their last year of highschool. But I did. And now I think about it 24/7

[transcriptasareversa]

"Darius DOES care more about himself than the coven, he is the kind of coworker to clock in last and clock out first. Not because he’s ‘lazy’ but because he understands his worth in a system that doesn’t value it, yet demands the most of Darius anyway."

Yes exactly, that's precisely how I see Darius working. Always having an excuse to leave, always doing the bare minimum, sometimes even less, leaving things to the last moment. He knows he has no reason to put any effort on the Coven and so he doesn't, but while to everyone it may look like that's because he values himself more is also because he doesn't value the Coven.

On that regard I do wonder if the effort he would have put on the rebellion or reforming the Isles may have been baffling to an outside perspective. Like those are things he has reason to care about, unlike the Covens, so he wouldn't act in the same uninterested way, would he? I wonder if it took some people aback to see such a different facet of him, just a fun thought to entertain.

In terms of Terra not suspecting Darius, I think we can look at Eda's Requiem for a little more insight on that. After all, we talk about Terra not realizing Darius was a rebel, but Raine also didn't suspect him back then, like Raine heard him say "and your treachery whatever" and is still implied Darius had to approach them afterwards off-screen for them to work together. The way I see it, Darius constructed a mask, of an self-centered selfish person and hide under it for years. After all, one of the first things we hear him say when going to capture Raine and the others is "I was scheduled for some me time today, so hand yourself over before things get nasty", about an oficial mission in which he's supposed to be capturing dangerous rebels. Raine doesn't think anything of it, we the audience are just meeting him, so it makes sense it doesn't bring any bells beyond the first impression is meant to evoque, but Raine in theory does, which implies this is not unusual for Darius within the Coven.

In other words Darius could get away with being uncaring over the Covens because people assumed he was that way due to being self-centered, rather than unloyal. This would make sense especially for someone like Terra. Like, when you think about it, "me goes first" seems to be the common philosophy among the Coven Heads, it fits Terra and Adrian pretty well for example, Terra is someone that relishes in power and therefore her interest in the Coven comes from the power it can give her and the same can be said for Adrian. There could be some projecting there, Darius doesn't need to act loyal for his act to be effective when people can just assume he's just a little more interested in himself than he's in the Coven. Everyone is like that, after all. In that regard it makes you wonder if Raine was too earnest and that's why they stand out so fast.

In any case, it does explain why Terra wouldn't suspect Darius over others, Darius is uncaring and self-centered after all, not the kind of person you see rebelling. The perfect mask to hide under (good enough to trick some of the audience, even to this fucking day).

Is very telling than when Dana talked about him, it was to say “at the end of the day he has his priorities, and his priorities are to help people and to care for those that he loves”, aka a very caring person, about a character whose first impression was meant to evoque an imagen of someone self-centered. It becomes very clear that was a mask and a relevant one, the reason he wasn't suspected. After all, Terra not suspecting him was also a choice the writers had to make. In other words, you're supposed to conclude his mask is effective but also that is a mask. He's not uncaring and he's not self-centered and he's not selfish, but he hided under those descriptors for years and let people draw their own conclusions.

So yeah I would call him a pretty good actor.

Ohhh I like this a lot! It’s taken me a while to respond but believe me; I read it like immediately and it actually influenced my latest fic in a very brief way, just a throwaway line or two, but like. I’m accepting this into my personal canon now.

I wouldn’t be shocked if it’s both the truth and a lie? Those are the best lies. Darius DOES care more about himself than the coven, he is the kind of coworker to clock in last and clock out first. Not because he’s ‘lazy’ but because he understands his worth in a system that doesn’t value it, yet demands the most of Darius anyway.

So yeah, he will use coven time and resources to take care of himself! He’ll hold the coven accountable to its alleged role, ask what the coven can do for him, not the other way around. He’s content to do the bare minimum because Darius won’t delude himself into wasting energy earning approval that won’t be given. And this works just fine with his actual rebellious activities and motives, too; Do less for the coven and use your spa breaks as cover. And have real spa breaks while you’re at it, better the coven budget goes to that than its oppression!

So of course when Darius suggests they cancel the meeting, everyone accepts it as him being a procrastinator and just not being in the mood, rather than cover to do his real work and sabotage the loyalists by discouraging them from their jobs. This paints this picture of Darius to everyone else as this cushy, germaphobe witch who’d probably faint over outdoor work.

So he’s selfish and without a true loyalty to the coven, but in a way where he’ll still defend it to defend his own luxury. Meaning Darius won’t stick his neck out for the coven but he won’t stick his neck out for wild witches either, his is the path of least resistance and thus ultimately the coven. If anything, he’ll resent wild witches for ruining his free-time, which Darius does lean into during his performance.

Coupled with this and the whole bit about teasing Raine over doing theatre, and it’s like. He definitely paid attention to the lessons, or at least had an easier time applying them without stage fright. He’s a good actor who knows when to sprinkle in genuine feelings to make it more convincing. And as you’ve said, Raine comes across as more hotheaded, wearing their feelings on their sleeve. Their rebellion was pretty open and obvious, inciting civilians to join them. Because they’re the performer who grabs attention, after all.

[malereadermaniac]

Camp Buddy x Male Reader NSFW alphabets

Top!Characters x Bottom!Reader Characters: Keitaro, Hiro, Yoichi, Natsumi, Taiga, Seto, Aiden, Yoshinori, Naoto, Lloyd, Darius Each character will have 3-4 letters of the alphabet assigned to them (everyone having the letter K, and it being based off of the cannon camp buddy journal) Word count: 9.2k Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI Kind of a 2k special?

Keitaro

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Keitaro doesn't have a specific kink that gets him going, if anything, his favourite thing to do during sex is to pleasure you; and if that means participating in any and all of your kinks, he sure as hell will do just that! So really his specialty is having a 'blank slate' or such an open mind - which really is endearing, it makes you feel so comfortable to suggest something new that you'd be into; and it's so hot when Keitaro not only shows interest in your kinks but also clearly enjoys them. This innocent man is willing to go from handcuffing you and fucking you until you're overstimulated to letting you get all dominant and ride him to high heaven! Being so flexible in his power dynamics and his fetishes allows Keitaro to enjoy whatever you throw his way, and it makes the sex so fucking good.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Again, due to the brunette's more flexible nature, he'll enjoy anything to do with cum; but that doesn't mean he doesn't have his favourite scenarios. For example, when it comes to his own orgasms, Keitaro really likes the tightness of cumming inside of you; his moans becoming sluttier and his arms wrapping around you to keep your hot, sweaty body against his as Keitaro shoots his thick, pearly white load inside of you, your warm, tight fucking hole clenching around his perfect dick. When you blow him, Keitaro definitely prefers cumming inside of your mouth; its that warmth and that tightness again that really does it for him, Keitaro is usually unable to let go of your hair as he forces you to take him all the way when he lets his hot jizz flow down your clenching throat. On the other hand, when it comes to your own spunk, Keitaro has such a fixation on tasting you... This man will be fucking you until you shoot your load all over your stomach and chest, then he'll slow his pace down to a soft rut into you as he bends down and runs his warm, wet tongue up your body; lapping up all of your cum onto his tongue and playing with it inside of his mouth, giving you a cute smile as he swallows and mumbles 'tasty as always'. And you can imagine that Keitaro's little fixation on your taste increases ten-fold when he's sucking you off or eating you out~

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Once again his open-mindedness really helps Keitaro and you when it comes to where you both fuck! You both prefer the standard bedroom of course, nothing beats the comfort of messing about in your own sheets knowing that there won't be any interruption and that the two of you can get as messy and as loud as you want. Yet, you and Keitaro aren't opposed to some public play, your boyfriend turning out to be quite the tease when at dinner with friends by running his hand up your thigh and eventually just straight-up using your crotch as a stress-toy! Fucking in public bathrooms isn't uncommon for you two, you just can't help yourselves! Oh and back when you both met at camp? Poor Natsumi caught the two of you fucking IN THE OCEAN after swimming up to you both because he though you two were getting swept away by the tide... BUT IN YOUR DEFENSE- giving a blowjob underwater isn't something you can do everyday, and Keitaro had never felt so fucking good in his life (although the poor man was worried that you wouldn't be able to breathe).

Hiro

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Foodplay is Hiro's main thing. The man's a cook, what else would you expect? The ginger not only likes to cook for you and watch you enjoy his tasty meals, but when it comes to fucking, Hiro is so into getting messy; and you aren't against it as long as he cleans up afterwards! Hiro's favourite thing to do is definitely to whip up some frosting on the more liquid side and use a spatula to drip it up his naked, muscular body - the white cream contrasting your boyfriend's tan skin very nicely. Then the ginger will entice you to come and lick him clean, his dick twitching at every swipe of your tongue across his abs or his biceps, his pits or even his face; Hiro going feral whenever you smoothly go from licking sweet cream off of his cheeks to kissing him. Hiro also gets going from the praises that fall from your mouth as you enjoy the sweet taste of whatever he's glazed his body in, relishing your praise of his cooking or baking skills by calling the food tasty and calling him sexy. This man is also totally into getting you covered in some food too and worshiping your body along the way. Hiro's favourite sexual experience ever being with you one year on his birthday, one of the presents you gave him being the permission for Hiro to decorate you like a cake and do whatever he wanted to; and of course this horny fucker took you up on that! You has dollops of whipped cream on your nipples with candied cherries acting as the buds, chocolote drizzle down your belly and straweberries on either side of your dick n balls - you looked quite pretty, and god damn you tasted good too! Hiro started by plucking a cherry from your nipples with his teeth (looking hot as fuck while doing so) and then licking down your torso for the chocolate and so on - to summaries, that night went on for a while and a lot of whipped cream had been licked off of your body while Hiro was fucking you, so much whipped cream that four canisters were in the bin the next morning!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Let's be real here, of fucking course HIRO AKIBA is a goofy motherfucker in bed! Yeah there are serious moments where the man wants to really prove or show his love for you, and in those moments he'll tone down the giggles and touch you more, softly caressing you or holding onto your body as his pace is more slow and romantic; praise is typical in these moments from Hiro. However, usually, your boyfriend is so unserious during sex, he wants to have fun after all! Enjoy the moment with you ya know? Cracking jokes is typical, always timed perfectly and never made awkward; Hiro can always get a laugh out of you, in fact he's developed the perfect formula to allow him to hear your perfect little giggles and chuckles when he's balls deep! Hiro will start with a compliment of you, and then use some fuckass metaphor or comparison which always makes you laugh: "Your so perfect... ya know... hah.... you're the only thing I ever think about" Hiro would pant in between thrusts "Oh yeah?" you would return, too tired to and horny to match his charisma "Oh for sure... Well maybe I think about food more but Ya know!" "Oh shut up... hah" you would laugh and moan at your stupid boyfriends funny remark

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man needs to chill the hell out... Because the way that Hiro can go, and is willing to go (!), until he physically collapses!?! It's worrisome that your boyfriend's brain gets completely overridden by his libido and all common sense and survival goes out the window... Hiro will be in literal pain, his thighs searing in pain and his dick stinging from cumming so many times and he will STILL go for another round if you're up for it! Typically, the two of you can go for a solid 3 rounds; sometimes 4 because your lovable boyfriend's only shortfall is that he barely lasts 10 minuets once he's inside of you (He can't help it! you just feel too good!). But on nights when the two of you are blind-sighted by your infatuation and desperation for one another, Hiro can make up to 9 rounds (shooting literal blanks) before his body literally gives out - but the sleep afterwards is astronomical, I'm talking 15h of sleep, naked and next to the man he loves. Not exactly healthy but that's why the two of you only do something like that extremely rarely.

Yoichi

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

As is common knowledge, most guys who display and value their strength during their daily lives usually have the fattest desire to be fucking dominated - and Yoichi is no different! This hunk has a fat bondage kink to begin with (we're talking latex, ballgags, rope, handcuffs, the whole lot) and to mix that with being told what to do and/or being used as some sort of sex toy by his handsome, sexy boyfriend? Yoichi was a) In love & b) Hard as a rock! It's not like the wolfboy wants to participate in shit like this all the time (it's more of a guilty pleasure than his favourite scenario, this man still loves to be in control!) but Yoichi enjoys it when he gets to be more of a subtop and let you put in some of the work for once! Yoichi fucking loves it when you get him naked, handcuff him to a chair and suck his dick until he cries; his begs for you to stop and his slutty whines egging you one and making your dick hard, and the ego boost you get when you follow Yoichi's request to stop, and the man whines 'nooo' from the loss of pleasure, is great too. Your hunky boyfriend is also suuuuper into having you use his dick like a dildo, he gets so hard watching you tie ropes around his wrists and ankles as you tie Yoichi to the bed, and JESUS when you ride him like that? The man finds it so fucking hard not to cum! The way you use him like some sex toy whilst he can't even reach out to touch you? It shoots his puffed up ego down so fucking good. Oh! And when you two get freaky with it in this way, Puppyplay is a big thing for Yoichi! Fucking hell, the way you talk down to him and praise him in a such a patronising manner makes the man leak gallons of precum from his twitching cock! He loves is when you put a whole leash around his neck and a god damn muzzle on him, a fluffly, long wolf tail buttplug in his ass which you tug on as he fucks you roughly - it's the perfect combination, makes Yoichi cum so damn quick!

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

As you can expect from your rugged and rough boyfriend, this bitch does not shave. Anywhere. It wasn't until you came along that he even started to put effort into his appearance! The two of you wax together as little evening dates, waxing each other in a very domestic manner - but it really is unfair, cause you only get to wax Yoichi's chest n back and that man gets to see you writhe in pain waxing so much more!! But, unfortunately (so fucking fortunately), Yoichi never dares to touch his armpits or his pride and joy (his cock n balls); which leaves the man with very bushy, dark purple armpits and pubes, and we're talking a fucking forest downstairs... And Yoichi is not one to stray away from any form of dominance, so you best believe that your face is smushed into his hairy, sweaty pits a lot of the time, and that his musky pubes stuff your nose every single time you kindly give your boyfriend a blowjob. Yoichi likes to show this off too! Flexing his big, manly muscles in a tanktop so that his damp pit hair can make a tiny cameo; or even pulling his bottoms and the waistband of his boxers just a tinge lower so his bush n happy trail are on full display. This man loves to tease you with his sexy body hair, you can't complain though, it gets you going every time!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Now whilst Yoichi isn't the most sentimental guy out there, he can't deny the fact that he is absolutely smitten by you; so he does show his romantic side more than his 'though guy' act would like him to. Obviously, when your horny boyfriend wants to either let out some stress or sexual frustration, or he just wants to fuck, you two will be less 'rose petals and wine' about it and just go feral on each other; as in, Yoichi absolutely abuses your prostate with his massive, thick cock as his huge body envelopes yours, his bite marks on your neck and yours on his. But when Yoichi feels the need to express his love for you, he takes it seriously - the man wants you to know that he fuckin adores you! The woldboy would light some candles for mood lighting and spray himself with your favourite cologne of his, he'd be all up on you once you enter the room and immediately talk to you in such a sexy way: "Thought we could take it slower today, what d'ya think, cutie" And when it's a more 'spur of the moment' thing, Yoichi gets more intimate by slowing his pace down and toning down the roughness, lowering down to make out with you passionately as he gently fucks you in deep thrusts, rubbing his dickhead against your prostate and using his six-pack as a fucking washboard as he rubs your dick between your own stomach and his abs.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This horny fucker can't function if he doesn't cum by 10am, and on average Yoichi cums twice a day - so if you aren't around to help him out, or just aren't in the mood, of course Yoichi will have a little time to himself. If you can't be asked to go through all the prep to bottom in the morning, Yoichi usually has to deal with morning wood by himself; which he isn't against, yeah he'd like to have sex with you but this man is surprisingly the king of consent (bare minimum guys don't forget!). Typically, Yoichi's favourite combo during masturbation is watching porn whilst smelling some of your clothing, it helps him to imagine you and him in whatever porno he's jerking it to. But sometimes the man will just go with his imagination, putting you and him the most filthy scenarios in his head as Yoichi closes his eyes and goes to fucking town with a fleshlight. And of course the man will jack off if you are so kind as to send him some certain types of pictures when you two are apart. The amount of times Yoichi has ran to the bathroom when helping out Yoshinori at camp so that he could jerk off to pictures and videos you'd sent him; his favourites being the ones with you in his clothing, using a dildo or just wanking whilst moaning his name, makes this man throb in his jeans within seconds!

Natsumi

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Something that really gets Natsumi in the mood, and gives him the confidence to show off, is underwear! With his lean, muscular figure and massive package, your handsome boyfriend is the ideal underwear model; he feels confident when modelling different briefs and boxers and jocks for you, liking the way you eye up his huge bulge and slowly get hard, Natsumi stiffening up himself. On the modelling side, Natsumi likes to try on many different types of underwear! Tight, latex speedos make all of the details of his dick visible, from his head, to his veins and the small size of them even shows off his pubes n happy trail! Jockstraps show off his muscular ass whilst still giving you a nice view of Natsumi's big dick, the fabric nice and loose allowing his balls to sag and make his bulge look even bigger. Your boyfriend's standard briefs fit him so well, the star pattern getting so sexily distorted from the size of his dick and the fabric being short enough to just tease his muscular upper-thighs. Oh and fucking hell when Natsumi models boxers he looks so damn hot, the loose fabric making his muscular body look leaner, and DAMN when he gives you a little peak of his massive cock by slipping it through the front hole?? So hot. This horny man also gets the hots for smelling underwear too! Just cause he seems innocent doesn't mean he can't get perverted! Natsumi gets so fucking turned on when he pushes his nose against your clothed bulge, smelling your natural scent drives him wild as he prepares to blow you. And yes, Natsumi is a little ashamed to admit that he has taken your worn underwear out of the wash basket to hold them to his face whilst jerking off.... A pervert in hiding I tell you!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Oh bless Natsumi's little heart - he's so good at aftercare! This man must be an angle sent from above, because the way he will fuck you silly with that massive dick, temporarily paralyzing you from the waist down, and then immediately run a bath and carry you to the bathroom bridal style? Ugh it just makes you fall even deeper in love with your charming boyfriend! Natsumi's standard routine is very complex and organised; what else would you expect? He starts by letting you both bask in the afterglow and get a breather before reluctantly leaving your side to run a hot bath. Then, you barely even register that Natsumi had left the bed by the time he's wiping your body clean of cum and sweat and then picking you up to take a bath with you; and this adorable man will sit behind you in the tub as he washes your hair and body as he kisses the few hickeys he'd left on you (because this man isn't biting you even if you beg.). By the end of the night, the two of you are in a freshly made bed and cuddling in very comfortable (yet ridiculous looking) positions under the covers.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Oh and after his whole aftercare routine, Natsumi usually falls asleep so quick; but not before he can watch you fall asleep in his arms, not before he can listen to you calmly breathing and take in the beauty you naturally exude as you peacefully sleep. Very rarely does Natsumi fall asleep straight away, but when he does you can't blame him; it's literally coded into his brain that he goes to sleep at 10pm sharp, so staying up till 12am or 1am to put in a lot of energy whilst fucking can get to him! When he wakes up all sticky and sees you in such a disheveled state the next morning, Natsumi can't stop apologising for the whole day, listening to you like a puppy in hopes to not upset you further (even though you weren't upset to begin with).

Taiga

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Your boyfriend has felt very powerless before when the whole camp hated him, so anything that makes him feel dominant and strong really gets Taiga going; and body worship really hits the mark. Taiga prefers you to praise and to focus on his body in the form of massages; your soft hands deeply pressing into your boyfriend's oiled up muscles, your gentle voice spewing out praises of his body being 'strong' and 'perfect', it gets this man hard within a couple of minuets. Taiga likes to have you on his body, your dick rubbing against his as you massage his fat pecs and your face hovering above his as Taiga focuses on your pretty face - lit candles and aphrodisiac body oil really add to the experience too, oh and when you move on to jerking Taiga off? This man is so shocked he doesn't cum instantly; your oiled up, hot hand feeling like heaven around his cock, and the sight of your semi-naked form servicing him is just such a hot view! When Taiga isn't getting a massage from you, he still likes to incorporate some sort of body worship when fucking you, and he even worships your body too! Praises are common from Taiga as he thrusts into you whilst also licking up to your jaw all the way from your abdomen, your muscles covered in bite marks and hickeys as Taiga praises your body and claims you in the process. When it comes to you worshiping Taiga's body during regular old sex, you love to tease your fiery boyfriend with kisses to his thighs as you call his dick massive and tasty while jerking it off with the spit on it from previous activities with your mouth. When he's balls deep inside of you, you like to hold Taiga's body close to yours with such a tight hold, pushing his muscles against your face as you stuff your face into his pecs or his biceps or his pits, praises and moans falling from your lips and into Taiga's ears, egging your boyfriend on to fuck you even harder.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Humiliation. We all know that men who have big egos during regular life really wanna get beaten down during sex. It's not something that Taiga thinks about often, he's very much a big fan of receiving body worship from you, but a small part of him can't help but send blood rushing down to his dick at the idea of you spewing nasty words his way whilst riding him, or whilst playing with his dick and denying Taiga any pleasure at all. Your boyfriend has caught himself masturbating to the thought of kneeling infront of you completely naked, and you sitting on a chair infront of him as you call him a 'gross pervert' or a 'dirty slut' whilst touching his hard, twitching dick with only your feet - giving him a sloppy footjob to tease your boyfriend as all he can do it kneel before you and take what he's given. Taiga would so be into you spitting on his face as you make out with him, or you riding him like some cheap dildo and ignoring his needs, or you just calling him names as your have him kneel above you on your lap - you still fully clothed whilst you jerk off Taiga with an inhumane amount of lube, the man fully naked and whimpering down to you. But he'd never confess any of this to you! Not unless you walk in on him as he jerks off to porn of it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Pretty much just you existing and doing fuck all can get Taiga in the mood to dick you down. This man loves you so much and that love can translate to lust rather quickly! Taiga is down to fuck whenever and where ever with you, and he's got the balls to suggest it too. But specific things which gives Taiga the motivation to bed you may include: You talking to any guy other than Taiga for an extended period of time. This man is jealous, and if you give some other dick more attention than you give your perfect boyfriend, Taiga's gonna want to set you straight - and his way of doing so is via filthy, rough sex. Wearing specific types of clothing can also get Taiga going, such as when you wear any of Taiga's sweatshirts or hoodies, no matter if they're bigger on you or too small, the possessive undertone of the action riles your handsome boyfriend up so damn well! And being nice in general can really turn Taiga on; again, love turns to lust real quick with this man, and he's barely ever had people be nice towards him so if you act domestic with him by cooking him a meal or if you perform acts of basic human decency (like asking if you can make his day better?!) it gets Taiga hard real quick.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Taiga's a little bit of both to be fair! It's more of a 51:49 split for fast and rough:Slow and sensual, because Taiga loves to show off his dominant side during sex - but there's no doubt that this man just wants to communicate his love towards you during sex as well, so Taiga can be very sensual and take things slow if the moment is right. Your boyfriend really likes to wine & dine you on the weekends, so after a couple of glasses of your wine of choice and an expensive meal, Taiga and you can get very romantical with it; we're talking slow and deep thrusts while making out and 'I love you's' being said every second. The usual fast and rough pace is where the two of you fuck like animals; with Taiga absolutely enamoured by the way you look, the sounds you're making, the way you're biting and holding onto him, just you yourself making Taiga want to keep pushing through any exhaustion to keep pounding into you. Your loving boyfriend doesn't just want to feel you tightly and warmly grip around his dick with your hole, but he also wants to ensure that you're feeling immense pleasure too - so he makes sure to thrust his hips so rough and so deep that you can feel his dick make its way to your belly.

Seto

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Online sex is Seto's biggest turn on, he just has such a thing for feeling as if you're giving him a private cam-show! Your gamer boyfriend loves e-sex with you so much that he's invested in the two of you having separate gaming rooms; just so you both can get a more realistic experience! The brunette loves to hop onto a video chat with you on discord and start dirty talking as you strip for him, and very quickly are sex toys busted out. The call will usually just consist of the two of you watching each other pleasure yourselves with sex toys as you moan and dirty talk to each other; Seto's personal fave being when you use the cockring he'd gifted you as well as a dildo, he loves to be in control of you even if you aren't in the same room, and how better to do that than control your orgasms! Another kink of Seto's is also exhibition, but not in the standard way. This man loves to fuck you whilst he's on call with friends when playing a game, or when he's in a game lobbies voice chat; it gets Seto going so well. Your geeky boyfriend just loves the fact that those on the other end of the line keep asking if he's all good from the grunts and brief moans he accidentally lets out, oh and he loves to threaten you with the idea of his friends finding out that Seto was currently fucking you in a means to shut you up; Seto never actually tries to get you to be quiet though, he just likes to watch you try and keep your moans in as he lazily thrusts up into you!

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

As previously mentioned, when the two of you have online sex, toys are always brought out; Seto being partial to a fleshlight of his, and the man really liking when you use dildos of his size. But during regular sex, Seto is still a big fan of using toys! When it comes to using sex-toys on you, Seto fucking loves to use tiny bullet vibrators; this man will tape them to your nipples and keep them on a low vibe the entire time he's fucking you, oh and you will always have one tapes to your hard, throbbing dick on max speed whilst a cockring keeps you from cumming! Seto just loves to see the desperation on your face as he fucks you silly. By the time Seto has shot a couple of loads inside of you, his next favourite toy to use is a buttplug, a big one too! It doesn't hurt at all after all of Seto's loosening up of your hole, but damn does it press up against your walls so well, keeping your boyfriend's cum inside of you for a while; that is, until he wants to take it out in order to watch his spunk leak out of you. The toys that Seto likes used on himself are also pretty limitless, but he definitely has a fave - fleshlights. Whenever Seto takes on a more submissive role, his favourite thing you do is when you handcuff/tie him to a chair and torture the poor man with a fleshlight; using an ungodly amount of lube as you jerk off his dick with the tight toy, but you don't let your boyfriend until he's literally crying for it - it's just so hot, for the both of you!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

This man is so unfair in bed! If you two are fucking whilst he's in a game, Seto will either have you cockwarm him for soooo long, until you're literally trembling with need for him - or (!) your smug boyfriend will fuck you into a pillow and tell you that if his friends can hear you in the game, he'll stop fucking you; evil I tell ya! When you two are going more vanilla, Seto will still tease you like hell; we're talking stopping fucking you if you're about to cum, and using cockrings to make you a cockdrunk mess as you beg to be allowed to cum! But all of that doesn't mean that Seto doesn't like to be teased himself! We've already established that the man likes to sub from time to time, and the way that you don't let that motherfucker cum for hours on end is quite funny; oh and when you finally let Seto cum, you aren't letting him go until he can't speak due to overstimulation.

Aiden

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It shouldn't come as a shocker that Aiden has a fat exhibitionism kink; the man struts about with only an apron covering his dick and his ass fully out! You and your freaky boyfriend have partaken in public sex quite a lot due to this preference of Aiden's, you have no qualms about this though; as the thrill of there being a chance of being caught at any second in such a moment really gets you going too. The two of you have had sex not only in the camp kitchen (having almost been caught my many campers and scoutmasters), but also at the beach, in the forest, and even behind cabins! Aiden just gets such a thrill out of it, he wants to show off his body, your relationship, and the adrenaline pairs so well with the dopamine from fucking you! Musk n sweat is also something that Aiden is quite partial to - your boyfriend is locked up in that steamy kitchen all day, of course he'll get very sticky and musky real quick! Aiden finds it so hot when you smell his body and lick his tan muscles after a day of work, it's kinda like a body worship kink, but a tad bit more possessive once it comes to Aiden feeling like he's marking you with his scent. This kink goes vice versa too - your sexy man loves to smell your natural musk after a day out in the sun, Aiden fucking lives to press his nose into your crotch during foreplay, so he can fill his nose with your scent.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Aiden's favourite body part of his is either his arms or his ass. The himbo is so proud of his bulging biceps and triceps that he can't help but show them off, he even gets turned on by the way that you eye up his tan, muscular arms - the peak of his armpit hair as he flexes his arms like a gymbro really doing it for ya! Aiden is also incredibly proud of his ass; muscular yet still soft and plush, his tan skin accentuating the curve of his cheeks, it's a damn good ass. And most people can tell that the man likes his ass, cause Aiden is always showing it off! No matter if he's in a speedo or an apron, your boyfriend's cheeks always make a debut somehow. When it comes to Aiden favourite body part of yours, the man can't hide the fact that your thighs are his biggest turn on. Aiden loves the way that your thighs shape your body, he loves biting on the plump flesh between breathes as he blows you, he loves marking them with hickeys, and fuck does Aiden love gripping your thighs or smacking them as he fucks you! Even when you two are just relaxing, your cute boyfriend's head is either laying on your thighs or squished between them (and when the he's giving you such earth-shattering head that your thighs tighten around his head, it turns the green-haired hunk on so fucking much). An honorable mention to Aiden's second most favourite body part of yours: your mouth. He just can't get enough of how your warm, tight mouth feels around his cock, he loves the way your tongue looks and feels running up his body, and Aiden treats your lips like a drug from the way he gets so addicted to them when kissing you - the man usually turning a small peck into a full blown make out!

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Come on, Aiden is all about risk! We know that fucking in public is such a turn on for the man, but that doesn't mean any and all other risk is off of the table. Aiden is usually down to try whatever with you, anything new which you throw his way, Aiden will usually agree to; that's how you two figured out you were both soooo into costumes n role play (and yes, his 'Halloween costume' did infact lead to a 'god-worshiper' roleplay). Choking is something that the two of you have played around with, and the way that Aiden's veiny, tan hands felt around your throat was enough to add that kink to your regular repertoire! If Aiden has to set a limit, his usual would be anything that involves hurting you too much; yes, he's into choking if you're into choking, but even if you ask Aiden to slap you around or hit you, he'd say no. The furthest Aiden goes in the realm of impact play is spanking you whilst fucking or biting.

Yoshinori

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Yoshinori's biggest kink is shit to do with feet; more specifically, his boots. Maybe it's a domination thing, or maybe Yoshi just likes a show, but this man's dick throbs so much when he gets to watch you try to pleasure yourself on his expensive, dirty, leather boots. Yoshinori doesn't even have to move, he gets enough sexual satisfaction from watching you, fully naked, rub your hard, twitching dick against his boot and whine as the friction barely gets you a buzz. That's not to say that Yoshi doesn't like to put effort in himself, this man gets so turned on when he plays with your dick with his boot-covered foot, the rough material making you mewl, your sounds and the view going straight to your boyfriend's stiff cock. Outside of 'boot-play' Yoshi's little kink for feet still runs wild; the muscular scoutmaster getting so riled up whenever you worship his feet, whenever you press your nose against his clothed feet and get drunk off of the scent attached to his steaming socks, whenever you slowly strip his big feet of his damp socks and lick at the sole of his foot and at his toes (Yoshi's veiny, big feet juxtaposing your smaller head cause they're just that big!). Oh and when you two are fucking? Best believe that your hunk of a man has gotten carried away before from the pleasure of fucking you and positioned himself so that his foot was pushing your head into the bed as he kept on fucking you - the feeling of being so dominated sending shivers up your spine. When it comes to his minor foot-fetish towards you, Yoshi has quite the affinity for pushing your feet on either side of his face as he fucks you missionary, your soft soles against his cheeks as he gives you a goofy, satisfied smile with his eyes closed.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Yoshinori will give and take whatever you are happy with; he's got a very open mind when it comes to oral! Your boyfriend is happy to blow you until the cows come home, he gets his pleasure not only physically, but pleasuring you also gets this man going. The dirty blonde likes to start with long, slimy laps at your hard dick, covering your shaft with his warm, thick spit, and then he will take you into his mouth fully and give you some mind blowing head. Surprisingly, this man can take any size dick in that throat of his, and he puts that to good use; Yoshi usually makes you cum at least once during foreplay, and that is usually with you cumming down his throat within minuets! When you're giving your boyfriend head, he's very patient with you; Yoshinori knows that his dick is big and that it can be a lot to take at once, but damn, when you get that veiny, thick dick into your mouth? This man is a moaning mess, his big hands on each side of your head as his thick, manly fingers weave through your hair whilst you slobber all over his dick. Yoshi loves your blowjobs so, so much, and if it weren't so straining on you, he'd have you blow him much more than you already do (which is usually once per day!) Eating you out is another type of oral that Yoshi is super into; he just fucking loves makin you feel good! And the sounds you make whilst his hands are parting your cheeks and his hot, thick, wet tongue is rubbing against your walls, they're divine. Yoshi's oral skills are not to be messed around with, this man will have you whining, moaning and panting just from his tongue, and it gets him going so much - Yoshi just loves to satisfy you!

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Yoshinori is quite experienced; he'd dated a guy back in highschool, and during college he'd had sex with both Aiden and Goro at camp, so it's safe to say that the man knows what he's doing! The muscular man knows that he's quite intimidating due to his size (both body-wise and dick-wise), so when you both got together, he ensured to take his time and take it slow with you so that you don't feel rushed. He taught you and guided you if you were unsure or a little behind on certain positions or kinks; and it's safe to say that Yoshi got you up to speed real quick!

Naoto

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

One of your boyfriend's biggest little quirks is his thing for modeling. Naoto gets really turned on when he gets to model clothing for you, or when you're with him at a shoot in which he wears practically nothing; the hunk gets to show off his killer body and gets to watch your cute reactions to his suggestive poses, the man is winning at life! But when bringing modeling into the bedroom, Naoto likes to merge both worlds and to model whilst fucking you; and by that I mean, the man films it. Naoto gets egged on so, so much during sex with you when he grabs his phone from the nightstand and starts to record the two of you going at it. The muscular man gets so turned on from watching you through the phone as the camera shares its focus between his thick cock plowing into your tight hole, and your sweaty, exhausted body which looks heavenly as you lay on the bed and take your boyfriend's dick like a champ. Of course, Naoto has checked if you're okay with him filming your little escapades and you quickly agreed - not only does it add some more excitement and thrill to the moment, but the both of you then have a spankbank absolutely full of videos of you two. Videos of Naoto moaning your ear how good you feel, videos of the man flexing above you as he thrusts like a maniac, videos of your moans of his name, videos of Naoto's muscles and abs as he gives you a sexy little POV shot, and Naoto's personal favourites: videos of your fucked out body, begging for more as Naoto fucks you, cum oozing out of your soft cock. Those memories will stay with you both forever, and they can get quite cute and wholesome at times; like when Naoto catches the two of you taking a breather and kissing on camera, or brief I love you's or check-ins on how each other are feeling.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When you proposed the idea of making a pretty penny by selling the aforementioned videos, Naoto definitely wasn't opposed - with the sole condition that the fact that you two are a loving couple being the forefront of your 'account'. Very quickly, the two of you garnered plenty of views and subscribers to your accounts, with most of your viewers being head-over-heels for the adorable, wholesome dynamic that you and Naoto have - and all of your viewers couldn't deny just how fucking hot the two of you were! Separately and together! Your chemistry with Naoto would subconsciously amp up when filming, the two of you would vocalise way more than before; because the camera can't catch the knowing looks that you two give to eachother, the looks which already say 'I love you' without it having to be said a hundred times. And you can't lie, the money which the two of you make is wild.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Other than the standard avoidance of actually hurting you during sex (and just not being a fan of scat), the main thing that Naoto just wouldn't do is anything surrounding his family/Natsumi (NOT IN AN INCEST WAY!). This goes from PDA to anything more risque, Naoto just gets really awkward around his family when it comes to this kind of stuff; he's had to share a room with Natsumi and has given the younger man shit for jerking off in the same room as him, so Naoto just feels weird kissing you infront of his brother. And whilst the two of you have of course visited Naoto's family home and stayed round, that man has never been so frigid than when sharing a bed with you at his parents house; he didn't want ANYTHING even remotely sexual to happen under his parents roof - which you can understand and allocate for, that's why you two fuck like rabbits before a trip to his parents!

Darius

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Size difference is Darius' main thing; he's just so into the fact that he's so huge to you, that he has the power to just lift you with ease, and that you're also so clearly into the fact that he's so much bigger than you, in all aspects. Ever since he was young, Darius had been tall, and after getting older n thinking of his physique, his massive muscles really added to the fact that he was fucking huge in comparison to almost anyone. Your taller boyfriend just loves the fact that you could literally hang from his dick as he fucks you and your feet would dangle rather than touch the ground. Darius is also super into the fact that he's so fucking built and strong that he can effortlessly hold you in his arms or manhandle you during bed; your poor body having been stretched into many different positions after many nights spent with the muscular man. Your dark-skinned boyfriend is also really into how his frame contrasts yours; how your body is smaller when laying on top of him, how your hands can barely grip his broad, defined shoulders, oh and how his dick is so much bigger than yours when he jerks his dick n yours together. Speaking of his dick, Darius gets such a high when he sees his dick make a fucking bulge in your abdomen when he fucks you, his big hands pressing against the spot to make your writhe in pleasure as you spew out moans; the fact that he's so big that he is visible inside of you just boosts his ego so much. His hands are another contributor towards your boyfriend's size kink - Darius is so into the fact that his hand completely covers your whenever he holds it. The muscular man loves how small your hands are against his when he intertwines your fingers as he fucks into you, and he's so into how much smaller your body looks in comparison to his hands when he holds you; his masculine, large hands making your waist look smaller, or your throat, or your dick, or your arms. And you have absolutely no complaints at how large Darius' hands are, his fingers work literal magic inside of you when he's prepping you for taking his huuuuge dick - his digits pressing against and curling into your prostate, the darker hunk milking your dick with a nonchalant smirk on his face as you moan like a whore infront of him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

In contrast to you, Darius isn't the most vocal lover. It's not that the man doesn't make any noise at all, it's more that he's just a little quiet - or rather he tires to limit himself, hold his noises in. Darius is the kinda guy to grunt n groan your name into your ear, quietly letting you know that he feels good as he focuses on fucking you right, rather than moaning like a pornstar and sloppily fucking you. Small curses in the form of mumbles escape his lips from time to time, usually when he's putting it inside of you for the first time that day; your walls incredibly tight due to the large intrusion. The man's groans also make their way into your mouth when the two of you make out when fucking, Darius' sounds vibrating nicely against your own as your tongues dance together - oh and praises are quite common once the nonchalant hunk loses his little 'idgaf' attitude, his favourite's consisting of "Yeahhh good fuckin boy" and "So good... so pretty". The tables turn once Darius is close to cumming, his efforts to keep quiet getting thrown out the window due to the oncoming waves of pleasure - the red-head's jaw going slack as his hands' grip tightens on your hips, his biceps flexing as his hips thrust into you crazily, vulgar sounds and moans spewing out of his mouth like a tap left running.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

It's no secret that Darius is fucking PACKING; we're talkin 11inches long and 6inches thick (cannon btw)! The man also uses his dick skillfully; if he weren't as well endowed as he his, your boyfriend would still be able to rock your world every day n night. His dick is the same, dark colour as his skin, with his tip being slightly reddish - the whole shaft has small veins adorning it and his foreskin covers his whole head, the perfectly tight skin protecting Darius' thick tip, his dickhead resembling a mushroom when he's hard; his glands throbbing and ready to be inside of you. The giant's balls also really add to the appeal of his dick; your boyfriend's saggy, big balls hang beneath his dick like a pair of golfballs, and the sparse pubes which cover his nuts decorate Darius' balls nicely. When it comes to fitting his massive cock inside of you, Darius ensures to take his time with you; the first time you two did anything together resulted in many tears due to Darius' desperation to feel you, and your ability to walk was very much impaired for the next day. After a long time of practice with you, Darius now knows your body like the back of his hand, and ergo he knows how to work your body to take his dick; the man will finger you for ages and make sure to ease in slowly, he knows exactly how deep he gets when he sees the bulge in your belly, and Darius will only push your head when you're sucking him off if you give him the go ahead.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press. Need I say more? Yes I do. Your boyfriend's size kink is reflected in all aspects of his life, mainly in small, subconscious manners, but during sex, he very consciously chooses positions which show off the difference in size between the two of you. The fact that Darius can bend your body over into such a meek position as he drills his dick into you ruthlessly really turns him on; it's such a display of power, and it shows off how fucking massive your muscular, dark-skinned boyfriend is in comparison to you, due to the fact that you're almost bent literally in half. The position also really turns you on as well! The way that Darius' rough hands feel on the back of your thighs as he pushes your knees to your chest, the way that the man's handsome, sharp face dangles above you as he fucks you with a sexy smirk on his face, and the way that his dick reaches so deep inside of you and grazes you prostate every millisecond, it's all just too good!

Lloyd

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

CW: piss!!!!

Musk n sweat are definitely some of Lloyd's kinks; the man really gets the hots for when you get high off of his natural, manly scent and worship his body, it makes him feel domianant. He loves it when you sniff his hairy, damp pits after a workout or when you lick his muscles clean of sweat - the man liking the way that your face looks as your tongue rolls over his abs or biceps - and Lloyd gets so fucking turned on when you deepthroat him and all you can inhale is the smell of his musky, thick pubes. Oh and this short-king most certainly enjoys worshiping your body, your natural scent is ingrained into his brain! Lloyd fucking loves to smell you, he finds some weird comfort in the smell that fills the room as the two of you fuck like animals, and he sure as hell gets hard when he sees you after you've gone for a run; your tank top absolutely drenched and your underwear n socks sticking to you uncomfortably. Your boyfriend also most definitely jerks off to the smell of your clothing or your underwear, he loves to fist at his cock whilst the only thing he can smell is his perfect boyfriend! But one Lloyd's biggest kinks ever has to watersports - controversial I know! There's just something about dirtying you, claiming you with his piss that really turns your boyfriend on; the perverted man is soooo into you letting him cover you in his piss, in his scent as you jerk off below him; it makes him feel dominant, it makes him feel possessive, it makes Lloyd want to fuck you so damn bad! And the man very much loves it when you participate too; you don't have anything against Lloyd's thing for watersports, but you rarely piss too. This nasty man fucking loves it when you've been fucking for so long, and you've came so many times that all of your boyfriend's rough thrusts into your prostate force you to piss yourself as he fucks you; it happened on accident once, and Lloyd has never been so turned on (BJ Alex ref lol).

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Surprisingly, Lloyd's libido isn't insanely high! Sure, the man will want to have sex with you at least once a week, but he's not desperate to fuck you every second of every day. The two of you average around three times a week, but Lloyd will almost always ask for a second round; to which you always oblige. If Lloyd is particularly stressed due to work, or if he had a shit day, sex is almost guaranteed; you help the man relax, can ya blame him? And also, if you look especially attractive that day, Lloyd is firstly eating you out like a starved man, and then fucking his dick in between them tight walls.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Lloyd has no opinion on quickies. He's not against them at all, if you're horny but have limited time, Lloyd is happy to suck you off real quick and vice versa! However, the short man can't deny that if you are going to do anything, he prefers to take his time with it; Lloyd just really likes to take things slow and enjoy the time he has with you! This man will slowly trail down your body with kisses and mark you and smell you before even whipping your dick out to give you a bj normally, during a quickie he just sucks you off - your boyfriend likes to cherish you, not rush you!

PHEW! That was so god damn long wtaf, I didn't expect it to take this long to write but I'm so happy with the way this turned out! Hope you guys enjoyed too!

I'd also like to thank you all for 2000 followers! I have always and will always primarily write for myself (to provide what I can't find), but it means a lot that so many people enjoy my writing as well! Thank you so, so much for all of the engagement, the male reader community on tumblr is so great - love you all!

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꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ warning ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ none; it’s really just vogel being silly! hope you’re ready for the dari, nica, and ring galore, hehe.

Kate: A tea party with all of the members of Vogel…?

Victor: Mhm, it seems like all of them have taken an interest in you. So they asked for a chance to speak with you.

Kate: Well, seeing as I’m the only one who isn’t Cursed, I guess it makes sense they would hold an interest.

Victor: Indeed. …How would you like to answer? It’s completely up to you.

V: …However, both parties hold their own secrets.

V: And we do often take care of them, seeing as they are diplomatic guests.

V: Should there be anything making you anxious, or you feel even slightly you don’t want to do this, or anything of the sort, then you are always free to turn them dow—

Kate: …Victor. I will attend the tea party.

Victor: Wait, really? Are you sure?

Kate: Since they have come here to deepen relations between the organizations, turning down an opportunity like this wouldn’t leave a good impression, I’d imagine.

K: And besides, I would like to be of some use to you and Crown, for extending such hospitality to me.

When I expressed my honest feelings, Victor’s expression softened in turn.

Victor: I’m grateful for your honesty. Well then, it’s about time I give them a response.

V: Ahh, but… I’ll have Roger listen in from nearby, so if something happens you can just give a shout, okay?

V: No matter the time and place, I’ll come running.

After Victor’s words resonated in my heart, several days passed——

Darius: Thank you for accepting our invitation, miss fairytale keeper.

D: Did you perhaps prepare everything on this table?

Lined up on the table was filled to the brim with snacks, causing Darius to blink.

Kate: Victor and I prepared them. We were hoping it would be nice if you could eat these…

K: And that we can be on more friendly terms as we’re chatting like this.

Ring: You want to be on more friendly terms with the ones who might kill you? I don’t see the point?

Kate: …Gh.

Nica: Riiing, now don’t go saying gruesome things like that. You’ll bother the Spatzi.

N: So sorry about that? Ring is a Jungfrau [1] who tends to get a bit more nervous around cute girls.

Wearing an amiable smile as he faced me, Nika lifted the heavy air around us.

Kate: Jung…?

Ring: Y-you don’t have to ask what it is! …And also, it’s not like I’m nervous.

R: But, I won’t deny… that you are… cute…

He was simply cautious around me; it was not as though he was really doing me any harm for now.

…Even so, though, I myself had become ever so slightly anxious.

(The members of Vogel are also Cursed, if I recall, right…)

(If they had such intentions, they could easily take my life.)

The fear that I had first felt when I started working for Crown started to paint over my heart, when…

Darius: …Are you nervous, by any chance?

Donning a childlike innocence, Darius looked into my face.

Kate: Ah… umm…

Darius: Well, well… if we did possess a strong ability much like Sir Rex…

D: I wouldn’t blame you for feeling powerless even while simply conversing.

D: But you can relax around us. My ability will not kill you.

D: ——In fact, there is absolutely no way it will. Okay?

Nica: Oh, me and my brother’s abilities aren’t really harmful too.

N: That said, it can probably make you feel really good and maybe make you feel a bit fuzzy, but that’s actually a good thing, isn’t it?

Kate: R-right…

(Just what ability does that entail…?)

Although I still held my doubts, I knew that their abilities didn’t pose a danger to my life, which ebbed my fear.

Darius: Now then, now that you know we mean you no harm, how about we partake in these?

With Darius’ encouragement, Ring quickly reached out to a cake in front of him.

Ring: Mm…! This is really good.

Taking large bites, the cake was gone before I knew it, and Ring then reached out for another snack.

Nica: Geez, Ring, why are you just taking whatever’s in front of you? Pick the ones that especially look good.

While saying so, Nica reached for a baked pastry diagonal of him.

Nica: I recognize this shape. Isn’t this from the high-class bakery near the castle?

Kate: I’m surprised you know of it! That shop——

Nica: Mn… hm? It’s good, but did it really come from that shop?

Kate: Well, what I wanted to say was that shop’s pastry shapes were the inspiration for these homemade sweets.

That said, this time, Victor and I did make our rounds around a variety of bakeries, and put this together.

And I tried to make homemade pastries here at the castle that were freshly made or were hard to obtain.

Nica: They’re ‘homemade’? So they’re basically cheap foods, in which case I don’t want any.

Kate: Eh—

Nica: Here, Ring, say ‘ahh.’

Nica pushed his half eaten pastry into Ring’s mouth.

Ring: Mn… this is also really good…

When he was eating it, Nica said it was ‘good,’ but maybe he’s actually not good with homemade pastries…?

Darius: Hey, miss fairytale keeper, this is Baumkuchen [2], isn’t it?

This time, Darius called out to me while pulling on my sleeve.

Kate: That’s right. We figured since you’re here, we could prepare some German pastries… or that’s what Victor said.

Darius: Ho-oh…

Darius used a knife to lightly cut a slice before he carried it to my mouth.

Darius: Here, have a bite?

Kate: Mn… mmm, it’s really fluffy and delicious!

Darius: I’m glad to hear. Then it’s my turn.

With layers of the Baumkuchen spilling, Darius brought it to his mouth.

Darius: Mm, it’s delicious. …But, I take it it’s not something made in most of England. So where did you get this?

Kate: Actually, while I was racking my head on how to make Baumkuchen…

K: Victor made a gadget that could make it.

In order to make a delicious Baumkuchen by the tea party, I practiced baking it day in and day out.

…I feel that I can keep the fact that for some time the castle’s snacks consisted of nothing but Baumkuchen to myself.

Darius: He made a whole gadget just for this? Hmm… he’s quite strange, I’d say.

Kate: I can’t argue with that… but I’m sure it’s just that he was happy.

K: Happy that you guys, who are also Cursed, have come to England——or rather, to Crown.

Darius: …The pleasure is ours. I’m delighted at how warmly we’re treated here.

D: I do like the Baumkuchen, so do make it again sometime.

Kate: Alright!

I was so glad he liked it that I gave an immediate answer, but…

(Making it is quite time consuming and requires skill… but I’ll try my best.)

Nica: This topic’s all well and good, but what I really want to hear about the Spatzi [3] herself.

N: You know, like what fragrances you like, or which types of guys you fancy, that kind of thing… what about you, Ring?

Ring: Mngh…!? U-uhm…

R: ………M-maybe, like, which color of the sky she most likes?

Nica: The sophistication’s lacking, I see.

Ring: And what’s the problem with that?

Darius: I do agree with Nika here though. I would also like to get to know you better.

D: But simply asking would be a bore, so how about we play a guessing game?

Nica: So, Ratespiel? Now we’re talking.

Darius: Let’s make it so each person can make a single guess, and until then, we can continue asking questions…

D: Come play with us, why don’t you, miss fairytale keeper?

D: If possible… I would prefer you choose a topic that pertains to yourself.

Kate: Alright, then…

K: Out of the foods on this table, which one is my most favorite?

Darius: Hehe, that’s quite a charming topic? Then let’s start.

Nica: Sounds good to me, though I’d like to propose another twist.

N: The first person to guess the correct answer will be able to ask the Spatzi out on a date. Well, how about it?

Ring: A date…!? [surprised]

Darius: You do make a good point. A competition does call for a prize of sorts… well, miss fairytale keeper? Are you fine with this?

Kate: U-um, I think a date may be a bit——

When I tried to speak up, though, the three of them looked at me, causing my breath to catch in my throat.

Ring was looking at me with a guarded look, as though he were a guard dog who could tear my neck apart with a single order.

Nica was looking at me with a scrutinizing look, as though he was thinking about how to play with a toy.

And Darius was wearing an amiable smile, but his eyes alone were sharp, like that of a predator aiming for its prey——

With the three of them looking at me in their own way, I couldn’t bring myself to disagree, feeling myself surrounded by a heavy air.

Darius: ‘I think a date may be a bit’ what was that now?

Kate: …Nope, never mind. That works for me.

Overwhelmed by the pressure, I could only nod, and Darius returned the gesture with an angelic smile.

Like a signal, the tense atmosphere became more lax.

Darius: Thank you. Then, let the game start.

With that, the tea party proceeded such that Darius, Nika, and Ring asked me questions.

While the discussion occasionally went off track, this peaceful time continued to pass by——

Ring: I got it!

The one who had his answer ready first was Ring.

Darius: A friendly reminder that you only have one chance. If you miss the mark, that will be the end… are you sure you would like to answer?

Ring: Don’t worry, I’m sure of this.

R: The answer is——that fruit before your eyes!

Kate: …Miss.

Ring: Wh…!? I-I see… so it was wrong…

Ring looked a bit despondent at my answer, and though he looked like a guard dog before, in an instant, he looked more like an abandoned puppy,

and I had to desperately fight the urge to say ‘actually, it’s a hit.’

Nica: …Hey, Ring. Mind if I say how you got to your answer?

Ring: ‘How I got to my answer’?

Nica: When you were about to grab that fruit, the Spatzi said ‘go ahead’ to you with a smile and put it on your plate,

N: and so you held a positive association with that fruit, leading you to your answer?

Ring: N-now that you mention it… that might’ve been the case… it was completely unconscious…

Darius: Ahaha, you’re so adorably honest, Ring.

Nica: Well then, it’s about time I guess too. The correct answer is… this chocolate.

N: It’s a bit on the mini side, and it looks cute too, and not to mention the packaging is also intricate. It practically oozes the traits a girl would like.

Kate: Miss.

Nica: Oops, too bad.

As opposed to Ring, who seemed down upon getting his guess wrong, Nika didn’t show any signs of caring, even if he did.

It was as though he knew from the beginning his answer was wrong.

Darius: I would prefer you make a serious guess, or this game will really end up in a bore.

Nica: But I thought long and hard about what girls would like and picked based on that?

N: Besides, this is where a subordinate hands the torch to the master.

Nika gave a smug wink, and Darius shrugged his shoulders in response.

Darius: It seems I bear a great responsibility now. If I’m unable to answer correctly, I’m afraid the little miss fairytale keeper——

D: And Crown as well would be disappointed in me.

Kate: Don’t worry, I won’t be disappointed even if you don’t answer correctly. It’s just a game, after all.

Darius: Hmm, so you believe I won’t get the answer right, is that it?

Kate: That…

(If I’m being completely honest, yes, I did think that.)

(Because the answer to this question is… a bit special.)

Darius: Hehe, seeing you have such low expectations of me makes me want to try my utmost hardest.

D: Alright, I have my answer.

D: I see you were trying not to eat this chocolate cake, right?

D: Because you like it, you saved it for last, I take it. So, my answer is that chocolate cake.

I was about to reply with an immediate ‘miss,’ when he opened his mouth before me.

Darius: …is what a normal person would say, but that would be incorrect.

Kate: Eh…

Darius: The answer to your question is——-

D: ‘Everything here on the table.’

Kate: …That’s a hit.

Ring: A-all of it…!? Is that answer even possible?

Nica: Well, we never established that the said thing had to just be a single thing, so yeah, it’s fully possible.

N: But even so, way to bend the rules there, Spatzi. I didn’t think you had it in you.

N: …You really are an interesting one, aren’t you.

Darius: I did think it was a strange answer, but considering the little miss fairytale keeper’s character, it wasn’t too difficult.

D: Perhaps you thought something like, ‘If I’m preparing something for guests, I would choose the things I believe are the most delicious’… am I right?

Kate: It is as you say…

While consulting with Victor, I chose all of the pastries here.

So, that’s why if I were to choose my most favorite among these, the answer would naturally be ‘everything.’

Kate: It was a bit of an underhanded answer, so I didn’t think you would get it.

Darius: Hehe, but I did. Oh, but, I don’t think it’s underhanded.

D: After all, I take it you thought up of such an answer so that you didn’t have to assign winners and losers, yes?

Kate: Yes, there was also that. Since it was such a fun tea party, I didn’t want to label anyone as winners and losers…

Darius: To see you try to put us on an equal footing without assigning a winner…

D: You truly are sweet to the point it’s cloying… and kind as well.

Ring: B-by the way… will Darius ask her out? O-on a date, that is…!

Darius: Ahh, that nearly slipped my mind. Well, miss fairytale keeper, will you go out on a date with me next time?

Kate: …I will.

I didn’t have much reason to turn him down, and now that I got to talk with them like this, I started to become more interested in the members of Vogel.

(…And going out together with them seems pretty fun too.)

Nica: Okay, then, when you’re done with your date with Dari, let me know, okay? We can plan a date of our own then.

Kate: Eh—

Nica: The prize for the game was the right to ask you out on a date, but there’s no need to hinge something like that on a game, right?

N: Besides, if the answer to the question is ‘everything on the table,’ that would technically make my answer right, too, yeah?

Kate: I… guess so…?

Nica: And you caught my interest too anyway…

N: …Ah, that’s right. Since we’re talking about this, why don’t you invite the Spatzi on a date too, Ring?

Ring: O-on a date…!? I… I’ll pass.

R: …But when you go on your date with Nica and Darius, I’ll tag along behind you guys.

Nica: Wait, why though?

Ring: If she’s around, you’ll let your guards down and lose sight of your surroundings, right?

R: So I’ll cover those bases during your date.

Nica: Ehh…

Darius: Hehe, thank you, Ring.

D: …Hey, miss fairytale keeper. I must say that half a day isn’t nearly enough.

D: Why don’t we take our sweet time chatting on our date, the two of us?

A smile played on Darius’ lips, and I couldn’t look away from his honey-colored eyes.

Just then, I remembered Victor’s words from before I went out.

—— Flashback ——

Victor: Ahh, that’s right, Kate. There’s one thing I should say.

V: If you wish to return to your normal everyday life after this month passes… you mustn’t let your heart get stolen by them.

—— End flashback ——

(It’ll be alright… I think I was able to enjoy this time today when I tried talking to them.)

(This feeling won’t blossom into love. Surely…)

Fin.

will vs darius jude vs nica alfons vs ring

NOTES:

[0] according to our handy google translate, the title of this story, Liebe geht durch den Magen, translates to “love goes through the stomach.” I assume this may reference or be the equivalent to a similar English saying, “the way to one’s heart is through their stomach.”

[1] “virgin” in German nhdkshfds

[2] and here we have a quote from Wikipedia: Baumkuchen is a kind of spit cake from German cuisine. It is also a popular dessert in Japan. The characteristic rings that appear in its slices resemble tree rings, and give the cake its German name, Baumkuchen, which literally translates to “tree cake” or “log cake”.

[3] originally, I had Rotkehlchen, which is like the literal translation for “robin” as far as I know. Spatzi means “sparrow,” but can be used as a term of endearment in the same way the Crown members call Kate “robin” out of endearment. In his collection story event, he mentions that the word he used is German for robin, but it could be localized to something like “it is a German-equivalent term of endearment for robin.” Thanks to @.citrusmornings for providing this link!

END NOTES: did you enjoy this story? because i know i did, haha. i really enjoy all the vogel characters so far; they all have interesting personalities, and they bounce off each other in a fun way as well.

honestly, i’m still trying to sort of get an idea of how i want to sort of translate and write these characters. overall, though, i tried to give darius a more innocent air, with some hints of his nobility, while also having a strong sort of presence. and i tried to capture nica’s sort of casual and flippant (but also clever and sharp) air, which contrasts with how ring gets shy and flustered pretty easily.

i’d love to hear your thoughts!

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[acewithapaintbrush]

"My dad has the hots for your dad!"

Amity can only stare as Hunter slams his hands down on the table she is working at. He glares at her with narrow eyes and a mouth pressed firmly into a thin line. The perfect picture of determination and confidence. 

"What. Did you just say?" 

He immediately deflates at her pointed and icy tone. His hands leave her table and fidget with his overalls and hair instead while he squirms from side to side, eyes averted and cheeks blushing. 

"I-uhm. I read that in one of Mama Camila's books. It- well, I mean, it means-" 

Amity cuts him off. "I know what it means. Didn't Camila forbid you from reading them?" 

Them being the small paperbacks with the half naked humans on the front. Usually a woman in distress with a very well built male, rescuing her from certain doom with wet hair and big abs. The first time Camila had caught Hunter reading one of them she'd almost burst a blood vessel and ripped it right out of his hands. 

"Nonononono," she had chanted and hugged a perplexed Hunter to her chest, carding a hand through his hair. "Those books are way too spicy for an innocent, cute boy like you!" 

Hunter huffs and puffs. "I'm an adult. She can't tell me what to read." At Amity's raised eyebrow he mutters "And she didn't find the one hidden under my mattress." 

He shakes his head and takes her shoulders to shake her a little. She allows it, 'cause she can see how agitated he is. "But that's not the point! Darius has… he likes your dad. As in like-like! And we gotta figure out how we feel about that." 

Amity thinks about Darius. The dashing rebel, who had been pulling the strings of an uprising in the shadows from the start. A headstrong abomination user. He would definitely be a big step up from Odalia, that's for sure. 

She imagines Darius as her father's new partner and discovers that she is more than okay with that. 

Amity is not naive. She knows her father needs a headstrong partner at his side, someone who is not afraid to take the reins in a relationship. Not like Odalia, who's taken that to mean that she should micromanage every facet of his life and turn him into someone he is not, but someone who reminds her father to eat and to leave work alone every once in a while. 

"I approve." Amity says and seeing Hunter's desolate expression narrows her eyes. "You got a problem with my dad?" 

"What?" Hunter lets her shoulders go as if they have burned him. "No, of course not! He's super cool! I just… Arrrrrg!" He rapidly runs his hands through his hair. "I just don't know if I can handle a second parental figure!"

"Uhhh."

He starts walking up and down in front of her, Waffles flying after him with happy little trills. "Things with Darius are good right now. He told me to call him Dad and it's… It's yeah, you know? But it's also a bit awkward sometimes, you know? The only father figure I ever had before… Well. And we are still trying to find our rhythm, you know? How am I supposed to deal with another parent right now?"

"Hunter!" Amity has to shout to get him to stop. She can't believe she is having this conversation right now. "Hunter. You do know that you have like, four parental adults in your life. Don't you?" 

He blinks at her and his blank face tells her everything she needs to know. She wants to face-palm so bad right now. "What?" 

Amity starts counting on her hand. "You call Camila Mama Camila." 

"Wha- But that's just-", he splutters. Amity talks right over him. 

"Eda calls you her Fledgling at least once a week and she and Raine are kinda a packaged deal. Grandma and Grandpa Clawthorne call you son so often, I don't even know if they know your real name. Every time Lilith fusses over your scars she mutters 'my poor boy' under her breath. And let's not forget Willow's parents who took one look at you and had the adoption papers ready." Amity looks at her hands, which have barely been enough to count on. "Oh look at that. Not four but eight, actually."

Hunter looks gobsmacked and not a little teary eyed. Amity pats his shoulders, just a little relieved that he has apparently forgotten about their parents budding romance over this new revelation. She'd rather not get involved in that for as long as possible. 

"Face it, Hunter. You are pretty much public son number one at this point." 

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There is no reason for this except that I had the image of hunter saying "my dad has the hots for your dad" and me running with it

[number1greedlingfan]

The greed team camping trip is extremely funny for obvious reasons but can you imagine how Darius and Heinkel felt interacting with Ling for the first time? Like Greed probably had something to do with their opinions 180ing from "being turned into a chimera ruined my life" to "actually, i can make the best of the body i have now" SO they probably like him. But Ling?? All they know about him is 1) he's a prince from Xing 2) he's Ed's age and 3) Ed and Greed constantly talk shit about him but in the same Weirdly Fond way so he must be an alright guy?

And then Greed hands over control to him for an hour or something and they're like. Oh Fuck this kid is a Freak with a capital F. He's chipper and silly as hell and he antagonizes Ed like a normal annoying 16 yr old but then another country is mentioned and he has in-depth knowledge of their culture and he can also speak the language fluently??? Then later he's talking to Ed about Someone and they're like, "'Lan Fan', is that your friend?" and he cheerfully responds "Oh she's my vassal, she cut her arm off for me so I'm really worried about her ahaha"

[alltheboysandgirlsiloved]

I keep thinking about Ben in jwct season 2 and what he was going through.

The situation with Brooklynn is clearly layered. At first, along with everybody else, he thought that she died, but remember that he was the first one who suggested that her death was no accident. We can only guess, but I assume that before he traveled to Darius in s1, Ben spent a great deal of time coming to terms with whether he should bring his theory up. Think about it - this is not an easy choice; he was aware that everyone was trying to make peace with her death, and here comes Ben to basically smash all the peace they have established in favor of a theory. He had to choose between "letting them exist, knowing only a fraction of a truth" or "changing the course of his life". Of course, later it became clear that this person was going to come after the rest of them but still...

So Ben was the first one who really understood the danger of the situation they were all in. And how that threat has manifested - in Brooklynn's "death". And then Ben is also the one who learns that Brooklynn might be alive. Mind you, at first all he has is a memory of a grainy video. And once again he faces the exact same choice - either protect this tiny peace that they have or smash it all again and turn his friends' world upside down again. So what he does is - he decides to gather more evidence because (and that's so valid) it doesn't feel right to give his friends a spark of hope when at first he's not even sure if his eyes weren't deceiving him.

Then, he learns that Brooklynn is alive. She calls him and he talks to her but it's obvious - even from the awkward cut of the videocamera and the little information Ben gets out of Brooklynn - very obvious that she is in danger. What does it mean? Remember that we are now dealing with people who don't shy away from murder. So it means that Brooklynn is alive now, but may very well be in mortal danger which may end up, potentially, in her dying, this time for real. Brooklynn asks him to keep her status a secret, makes him promise her that. And he does, but he still has his doubts whether he made the right call. But- Let's put yourself in Ben's head for a moment and see one of the possible outcomes: as I mentioned before, he understands that Brooklynn is in danger. Now imagine he tells the rest of the Nublar 6 that she is alive, but she later dies anyway without meeting them. The emotional shock that the group would go through upon such development is life-shattering. They would be devasted - they got her back (even if not physically) only to lose her again? I feel like it would be more traumatic than her "first death" was. And I think that Ben could have been afraid of that too.

Ben not telling the rest of Nublar 6 about Brooklynn being alive was so much more than fulfilling a promise to her. He says it himself - he didn't want anyone to get hurt. He wanted to keep Brooklynn safe, of course, he knew that the less Nublar 6 knows, the smaller the chance that they'd end up acting irrationally, but I also think that he feared that by telling them that she's alive, he'd "promise them" (not directly) seeing her again, and that's something he couldn't know would fulfill.

[sorthgos]

I don't think Brooklyn is the villain, I have a theory

Trailer spoilers

Brooklyn has always been very curious, and there's no way she's stayed still all these years without getting into trouble. When Brooklyn and Kenji break up, she started all of this because she knew that what she was going to do could cost her life, the life of her boyfriend and her friends. That's exactly why she visited her friends before being "k1lled". Don't all these visits sound like a goodbye?

After the visits, she went after Mr. Kon (for those who remember correctly, Kenji's father), to get the money and continue investigating something that, as she said in the trailer, is much bigger than she ever imagined. That's why Mr. Kon said she revealed she was willing to get her hands dirty and that's why she "said goodbye" to her love life and friendships. She wants to go after the evil mind(s) that are behind the smuggling, mistreatment and trafficking of dinosaurs.

When she burns the photo with the 6 of Nublar, that is, her best friends, it is not because she is the villain, nor because she wants to erase evidence (almost everyone knows who the 6 (six) of Nublar are, so it would not even make sense), she burns it as a symbol that she is willing to erase/"burn" the past or her friendships to continue her investigation. She is no longer the same Brooklyn we know because she put herself on another level, it is not possible to be the same after what she went through investigating this whole event, abandoning everyone she loves and losing a piece of her body.

And finally, she tried at the last minute to contact Darius because he always had the best decisions and strategies, but since she was attacked, the idea to "play dead" would obviously sound better and keep things more safe.

I don't think she did all this so her friends would find her out later. The fact that her friends found out about her is because it is almost inevitable, you leave traces. It's hard not to find evidence when they're desperate to find something and when they're also in the same danger of death as her, apparently from the same organization.

What are your opinions? I welcome corrections and additions to the theory (my first one lol)!

[hoperays-song]

Reacting to Sing: Thriller (spoilers, obviously) Pt. 1

Okay the squid should dress up every day.

Idk why this just clicked for me, but the reason all their stuff always involves singing vegetables is cause thats the closest they can get to like singing animals in our world. Hence a literal horror story about them.

RYAN MY SON

RYAN IS HERE IN HIS SUIT FROM THE AUDITIONS

Porsha and Darius are on a date??? Good friends??? Love that for them.

MIKE IS SOMEHOW STILL ALIVE AND WITH NANCY

Also, Suki is here, it's great to see her.

Eddie and Nana, being the grandson, grandmother combo of the year out here, love Nana's new dress.

Ryan's not just here but he's in like one of the first rows (row three)!!! Supportive boyfriend of the year people.

Okay, love that opening. Also, could this be... forshadowing?

Audience Involvement everybody!!! Idk who this kid was but they're now my favourite.

The stage is actually looking like a stage for once! Go team! I like how we can see all the little tricks they used during the performance up to this point.

Okay, remember what i just said? Forget that. But the sets look so cool!

One, Gunter is a crowd favourite, as he should be. Two, I just love this screenshot.

Ash has appeared!

Johnny!! Looking as gay as possible, great to see it.

I'm not an expert but, hmmm, that don't look good for you Meena.

Also proof positive that Buster does not play on Halloween. If this is how outrageous his set design is, imagine his home decorating.

The entire cast singing throughout this song together was so fun too.

Genuine question, is this like their version of a werewolf? A werelemon? Cause like, they are all animals.

Clay's being more social again! Having parties! Inviting people over! Good for him!

Marcus lent Johnny the truck!! I can only imagine the probably three hour long talk about being safe and responsible at parties to be handed said keys but he looks so happy, showing off with the little key flip trick.

I love this line from Ash cause it shows just how much she clearly still talks to Clay if she has already talked to him about the potential of the cast being late, even hypothetically.

Welp, that's probably not a good sign. Buster, regret just doing a show about evil science stuff yet?

Yeah, I'd say he is.

Also, potential for this being a dream just skyrocketed. What's with his man and nearly dying everywhere he goes??? Sir you haven't even moved more than ten feet on screen yet.

Johnny is still an incredibly fast, slightly too reckless driver! I love that they kept that consistent tbh. Though if he could stop nearly running people over, I would put a lot more credit into said driving skills.

[hunterxreaderoneshots]

Hiii!

Could you make a Hunter x nonbinary! Reader where the reader is the quiet kid at hexide?

Okay here's a bit of a summary;

So, after the events of "hollow mind", Hunter ran away, but instead of crashing at hexide, Darius found him and adopted him, enrolled him at hexide, etc. So Hunter starts to hang out with the hexsquad more, after a few weeks of being there he notices reader. Reader usually tends to be more quiet, and closed off, but Hunter wanted to try to be friends with them (mainly cuz Luz encouraged him to), please make it long if you don't mind!

Btw reader is secretly (not so secretly) a huge geek about science and magical history!

Also with a bit of angst but also mabye slightly suggestive/mildly spicey (make-out scene in a closet prehaps), and ofc fluff!.

Closeted Nerds

Word Count: 8 K (8,015).

T/W: Crying, threat of death, Petrification mentioned,

Summary: Hunter runs away, finds Darius, and enrolls in Hexside. He becomes a student and befriends (Y/n).

I'm so tired

Hunter ran through the forest madly. He raced past blurs and shadows in the dark. The desperate chirping of a bird followed him closely as it tried to catch up with the fleeing boy. 

“He knows I was there- I CAN’T GO BACK I- I CAN’T GO BACK-” He cried frantically as tears burned his eyes. 

A tall figure in the distance turned to see shuffling in the woods, his attention being drawn by the sudden stirring. It proceeded to groan and become an amalgamation of dark, purple ooze, disappearing into the ground.

Hunter continued to run frantically, his mind racing with doubts and fear. Suddenly, a glob of ooze rose from the ground before him, towering into a familiar witch. He screamed, stumbling and crashing violently into the ground. He scrambled up and attempted to crawl away, fear completely taking control of him. HE KNOWS HE KNOWS- HE FOUND ME.

The glob reached forward, grabbing his legs and lifting him up. “Well if it isn’t the little prince?” He muttered, staring at the blonde dangling before him. He waited for him to respond defensively, expecting the usual.

The boy began to hyperventilate, tears pouring down his eyes as he waited for the worst. “NO- NO PLEASE LET ME GO!” He begged, trying to squirm away. “PLEASE- PLEASE DON’T TAKE ME BACK HE’LL KILL ME- HE’LL GET RID OF ME LIKE ALL THE OTHERS!” He cried desperately, wanting to run away. “DARIUS, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T TAKE ME BACK! PLEASE!”

Darius stared in shock at the blonde as Eberwolfe appeared behind him. “I- take you back?” He muttered. He examined Hunter as the boy continued to cry and whimper. He realized something was off, something was completely wrong; The usually defensive blonde was suddenly begging to be let go.

Darius began to set him down. Hunter scrambled away but was unable to stand up. “What do you mean ‘don’t take you back’? You’re making even less sense than usual…” He glared at him.

Hunter began to cry again, shaking violently as he tried to form words. “I- He knows I was in there- He saw me- HE KNOWS, HE KNOWS HE KNOWS HE KNOWS!” He began to hyperventilate again.

“WHO’S HE?!” Darius groaned, motioning a hand in the air with annoyance.

Hunter closed his eyes, pulling his hair madly. “BELOS! BELOS SAW ME! THE OTHER GUARDS! HE SAW ME I CAN’T GO BACK I CAN’T GO BACK!” He screamed as he shook his head violently, unable to think of anything.

Darius felt his heart sink, a sudden wave of fear and realization overcoming him. The Guards… His predecessors. He exhaled nervously as he recalled the day Hunter received his staff. My… Mentor…

He breathed out. “You don’t make any sense, what did you see? You were in his mindscape weren’t you?” He asked. He feared the worst, only being able to imagine the horror the truth held.

Hunter looked up nervously before nodding. “What did you see?” Darius asked again, waiting anxiously for a response.

Hunter felt Flapjack land on his shoulder. He jumped slightly before turning to look at him. He looked back up to Darius, tears flooding down his face again. He knew about the mindscape- it was him… 

Hunter began to shake his head again. Darius furrowed his brows. He kneeled before the boy, gently placing his hands on his shoulders. “Hunter, what did you see?” He asked again. Hunter looked at him for the first time. He looked into his eyes: they were full of genuine worry, not arrogance or pride.

Hunter swallowed nervously, whimpering again before speaking. He lunged forward at Darius, wrapping his arms around him. “He lied! HE LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING! The guards- they- he was- they’re all gone because of him! He’s- he knows I know, he saw me- DARIUS HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!” He sobbed into Darius’ chest. 

A disgusting feeling of sinking consumed Darius. His vision fuzzed as his knees weakened. We were right… He blinked, confused about everything. He hesitated before awkwardly placing his arms around Hunter as the fragile boy poured his broken soul into his chest. The witch’s arms pulled Hunter closer to him. Darius began to breathe heavily, trying to contain himself as he pieced everything together. I was right. He looked down to the sobbing boy, remembering his mentor. He’s gone now… because of Belos. 

A sudden sadness overcame Darius; This was all that was left of his mentor. All Darius possessed was the power he had learned to control, and Hunter: the boy he considered a pest for years, the arrogant self-empowered brat, the utterly distraught child never failing to remind him of what once was. 

Eberwolfe crept closer to Darius and muttered something. He turned to face his shorter companion, still confused. 

“Yes. You are right,” He pulled away from Hunter and faced him. “I don’t know what it was you saw in there, but from what I understand, you have proven our suspicions… true.” He eyed the boy who was still crying and trembling. 

Darius sighed again. “You were right about one thing- you can’t go back to the castle.” He said plainly as he began to rise up. 

Hunter sniffled as he began to shake his head, “D-Darius please don’t take me back…” He trembled, only being able to imagine what Belos would do to him. 

Darius looked down at him, summoning abomination magic to help Hunter rise up. “No, I won’t take you back to the castle. Then he would know we were the ones who made the spell in the first place.” 

“Huh?” Hunter murmured quietly, beginning to piece together what had happened that night. 

“Oh, we’ll just worry about this later,” Darius mumbled as he rubbed his temples. “Just…” He looked at Hunter again, remembering his mentor, recalling the connection he had built with him. “Just follow me. I know somewhere you can stay.” 

Hunter hesitated, watching the Coven Head march away. He sniffled before chasing after him. “Where are we going?” He murmured through whimpers and pants.

Darius thought for a moment before responding. “Home.” 

The two walked through the forest quietly, approaching Bonesburrough. 

“I never got the chance to thank him- or to say goodbye…” Darius murmured quietly. “I… The least I can do now is look after you. It’s funny, you seem to be a perfect copy of him.” He laughed lightly before continuing, “That was one of the things he was so good at- his abominations. His spells were so intense he could alter the color of abomination. He could creat a duplicate of just anybody! You look like you were pulled right out of him! ” He chuckled lightly as he turned to face Hunter who had become sickeningly pale.

“I am…” Hunter murmured, feeling tears burn his skin. “I’m a Grimwalker…” He muttered helplessly, unable to stop his thoughts from becoming sentences.

Darius snapped around and looked at him. “What?” He asked with confusion.

The young boy froze, trembling as he spoke again. “He said ‘out of all the Grimwalkers, I looked the most like him’…” He murmured.

Darius felt his blood run cold. “I…” He stopped, his mind racing with a million new questions and solved puzzles. “I think that… explains a few things…” His voice broke and his breath hitched.

Hunter simply looked up at him as more tears left trails on his pale face. Darius gave him another heartbroken look before turning around and continuing to lead the way through the dark night. Eberwolfe scurried past the two and ran towards an old house.

“This is where I lived when I was a young witch,” He explained as he joined the small creature. “It’s empty now, and you’ll be safe in it.” He summoned a glob of abomination magic, forming a key and opening the door.

“Sleep here and I’ll be back for you in the morning,” He muttered plainly, waiting for the young witch to make his way forward. 

Hunter hesitated, his ears bending back anxiously. The house seemed sophisticated and elegant despite it being empty for years. It almost reminded him of the castle.

“You’ll be back?” He asked, looking at Darius again. The witch nodded. “You’re… you’re sure?” He asked worriedly. 

Darius groaned, “Yes, now get in there before I drag you to the castle myself!” He spat. Hunter gasped, feeling his blood run cold.

The Coven Head rolled his eyes. “Please, just stay here for the night. I’m not taking you back to that castle under any circumstances. I told you already, I owe this to my mentor- and to you as his successor.” Darius summoned an abomination, “He’ll watch over you until I’m back.” Hunter turned to see the striking similarities between Darius and the glob he created.

“Fine,” Hunter murmured nervously. The young witch stepped inside nervously, almost feeling that the strange house would swallow him. 

Darius began to close the door, hesitating as it remained a sliver open. “Goodnight, Hunter.” He said kindly, watching as the blonde turned in disbelief before gently closing the door and locking it with the same key. 

Hunter swallowed harshly, looking around his new home. It was larger and more elegant than his room, which was composed of scraps and makeshift patches. He suddenly felt the heavy weight of the night rest on his shoulders as he recalled how alone he was, how he had realized that very night he was nothing more than a throw-away replacement. That his once-grand life had been a horrific mask of the truly purposeless thing he was.

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The blonde frowned awkwardly as he made eye contact with the principal of the school. 

“You are enrolling your…?”

Darius stood tall and reached his hand onto Hunter through his cape.

“Son. He is my son.” 

Hunter perked, feeling tears flooding his eyes. “I am?” He murmured in disbelief. “But-”

“No ‘but’s’ young man,” Darius replied, smiling at him. “It’s about time someone teaches you how to use magic properly.”

Hunter looked up at Darius, disbelief, gratitude, and an undying appreciation all glowing through his magenta eyes. 

Darius smiled and pulled him closer. “But before you enroll him into any classes, I would like to make a request.” He murmured, looking back at Principal Bump. “My son has difficulty with magic- he was born with non, sadly.” Hunter’s cheeks flushed red in humiliation. “But… we’ve found that through his palisman…” he called over Flackjack who sang happily on his finger. “...He is just as abled as any other witch. Please, be patient with him. He needs a mentor, and one willing to work through with him.” 

Principal Bump Smiled. “I understand. Thank you for being so patient with him, and for letting this be known to us. I can really tell you care about your son- he seems like a very talented young witch.” 

Hunter looked up with some surprise. He stood up straight. “Y-yes, sir… I want to be the best witch I can- and I’ll do whatever it takes!” He stated confidently. 

Principal Bump chuckled, “Well then, Hunter, I think you’ll do just fine here. Welcome to Hexside.”

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Luz shot up in surprise. She gasped suddenly before grabbing Amity and shaking her violently. “LOOK!!!” She squeaked loudly. She and her friends all snapped towards the direction she pointed at. Everyone gasped in disbelief. 

“No way!” Gus exclaimed, “Is that… really him?” He examined the familiar figure, eyeing him suspiciously.

Amity looked from Luz to the figure. “But… what would he be doing here??” She asked. “He… he’s in uniform, too…”

Willow quietly examined the familiar blonde. “And… he seems very… nervous.”

Everyone quietly inspected him. The blonde male carried a lunch tray and had been swaying wildly, avoiding young witches who flew and rushed right past him. They watched as he approached several tables only to be turned away and forced to continue wandering about. Something had changed, however. He was no longer demanding and barking with authority, but awkwardly pleading. He humbly approached table after table, group after group, silently begging to be accepted somewhere.

Luz hesitated, seeing how he struggled to find a place to eat. “Should we…?” 

“Go help him?” Gus asked. He sighed. “I guess so… I mean… I think he IS a student now, right?”

Luz frowned nervously, remembering the night she had last seen him. The last moments they spent together were in The Owl House, in Eda’s living room. He had stormed out in utter terror and panic, fleeing from everything and everyone. Tears pricked her eyes as she recalled what she had learned- what she was hiding.

“I think we should help him,” Willow said confidently. “Besides, he did help us before back when they almost made us coven scouts.”

Luz snapped back, looking at Willow “Y-yeah!” She muttered awkwardly. “You’re right, we should go talk to him!”

Everyone glanced at each other, silently agreeing to proceed. They rose up from the table and began to make their way towards the blonde.

The male huffed awkardly. Things wren’t this rough when I was Golden Guard, were they? He looked around again, searching for a place to sit. Hunter panicked, seeing the group approach him. 

“Y-you!” He sputtered. He took a step back, fearing that they would attack or capture him. “What do you want?! I- I- don’t want trouble!” He looked from person to person, backing up in fear. “I- I’m just trying to fit in somewhere- I swear!” 

Gus perked up, “Woah! We just wanted to talk!” He explained, raising his hands. “Why are you here?”

“And in uniform?” Luz asked curiously. She eyed the blonde, examining him carefully. 

The male cowered back, his eyes darting at each of them. Flapjack suddenly flew onto his shoulder, startling the male. He flinched, looking at his companion and then at the other witches.

He scowled, unsure of what to do. “I-” He muttered inaudibly, fearing the worst. “I- I- I’m just a student.” He stated, trying to stand still. His tray trembled slightly in his unsteady hands. He looked to Luz. “I… decided to start going to school here. And now I’m a student.” He glared at her, unsure of what she would say. 

She tilted her head. “What? So you just… you came here?” She motioned to the building. “You chose to just… come here? After everything we saw in Belos’ mind scap-”

The blonde jolted up, taking a hand away from his tray and waving it wildly at her. “NOTHING. I don’t know what you saw in there, but none of it is my business!" He snapped. His tone was harsh but Luz knew it wasn’t anger: it was fear.

The others flinched back slightly. Willow pursed her lips and stepped forward.

“Well… since I guess that’s none of our business… I think we can set that topic aside.” She gave Hunter a gentle smile. “You said you’re a student here, right?” She crossed her arms and waited for an answer.

The male’s expression softened. “I… yeah… I was just enrolled today, actually.” His posture straightened. “I’m going to be a student here from now on.” 

Gus tilted his head. “What about the whole ‘Golden Guard’ thing? Aren’t you bound to that forever or something?” He asked.

Hunter’s face flushed red. “I…” Flapjack chirped, reassuring the male. He glanced at his companion and then back at the group. “I… I’m not actually… really… Golden Guard anymore…” He muttered quietly. “LOOK!” He stated loudly. “I left. I’m here. I just want to sit down somewhere and eat. I don’t want any more ‘Emperor’s Coven’ business or anything anymore. Darius took me in, enrolled me in this school, and now I’m here.” He admit. “I don’t have anything to do with the Emperor anymore. I’m just. Me. Here. And Hungry…”

“Are youuu…. Okay?” Luz asked, raising a brow at him.

Hunter frowned awkwardly, his fingers fidgeting nervously. “I… I don’t know.” He murmured. “After what I saw in there… I don’t know how I feel. I don’t know what I am. I… I don’t actually know… anything…” He looked up to Luz as he confessed the truth. His magenta eyes poured out uneasiness, confusion, and torment. 

She bit her lip. “Me too… I… What we saw in there was really difficult to take in.” She glanced back at Hunter and rested a hand on his shoulder. “But I’m glad you’re doing okay. You made the right choice by coming here.” She gave him a comforting smile.

Hunter’s eyes gleamed gently as tears formed. I’m glad you’re doing okay…

He scoffed lightly, ignoring the painful emotion. “Yeah… I like it here.”

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Weeks went by as Hunter found his place in the school. In those weeks, he switched classes several times and changed tracks even more often. His inability to perform spells like the other witches quickly won him the same fame Luz had achieved. Witches and demons muttered and gossiped in the hallways of the mysterious, powerless witch; The blonde almost no one knew, the quiet unsociable witch, the timid boy who seemed to belong nowhere.

Recently, he had been switched to a history class regarding ancient magic and spells. He walked in timidly, looking across the classroom full of seemingly bored students. Flapjack chirped, telling Hunter he hoped this class went better than the rest. The blonde smiled to himself, seeing how there was an empty spot for him. He quietly made his way towards the solitary witch. Sitting besides the empty seat. 

(Y/n) hunched over their desk awkwardly, eyes glued on a notebook full of notes and drawings; scribbled circles with shapes within, random words splayed out describing possible spells and combinations. Their eyes dashed back and forth, anxiously hoping to find answers.

“Hey um… I’m new at Hexside and I was… uh…” (Y/n) looked up as the witch before them struggled to speak. “Well- not NEW new to Hexside. I’m kinda new but I’m new to the class and…” He trailed off, staring at the confused, beautiful, confused witch before him.

“I… need to sit somewhere…” He murmured hurriedly. (Y/n) smiled. 

“I sit alone… you can… sit with me if you’d like.” They offered kindly. 

He smiled sheepishly, feeling somewhat stupid but relieved. Flapjack chirped happily, popping out beside his shoulder and bouncing happily. 

“All right, settle down. I know you’re all VERY anxious to begin today’s history lesson,” the teacher droned. More than half the class groaned helplessly, and the teacher shook their head disapprovingly. They sighed, pinching the bridge of their nose while shutting their eyes tightly. “Titan, why did I chose this out of all the subjects?” They cried helplessly. They let out a heavy breath, “All right! Notebooks out! Let’s begin!” 

Hunter perked up excitedly, knowing history was one of his most knowledgeable subjects. The witch next to him perked up anxiously, a pencil ready in their hand as they awaited further instruction. 

“Oh!” They exclaimed, turning to Hunter. “I’m (Y/n)!” They whispered happily, they held out their hand, smiling at Hunter. He blushed madly, realizing this was the first witch who had introduced themselves to him. 

“I-I’m Hunter!” He murmured sheepishly, taking (Y/n)’s hand and shaking it gently. They smiled to him.

“You’re gonna love this class! It’s great!” They explained excitedly. 

“I bet! I love history!” Hunter chirped happily. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful they were. He suddenly realized the teacher had been explaining something for the past moments. He scurried to grab a notebook out of his bag, hoping to catch up with the subject. He glanced back to (Y/n), blushing lightly as he admired their undying focus on the teacher’s explanation, their (e/c) eyes gleaming.

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Hunter made his way out of the class with (Y/n) and waved goodbye as they parted ways. Luz watched as Hunter made his way toward her. 

“Who was that?” She asked smugly. 

Hunter didn’t understand the tone of her voice and proceeded to explain excitedly. “Their name is (Y/n)! They let me sit next to them in class. They’re very professional about their work, they take notes, LOTS of notes, they draw images to help retain information, and they even draw conclusions from their notes and- get this- they’re right almost every time!” Hunter exclaimed as he watched (Y/n) disappear in the crowd. 

“Woah…” Luz said plainly in utter surprise. “You learned all that… RIGHT NOW?” Hunter looked back at the confused girl.

“Of course I did. I grew up studying the behaviors of things and witches. That way, it’s easier to determine who they are.” 

“Well… maybe,” Luz began to sing, “Instead of studying themmmmm…” She put a hand on his shoulder and smiled smugly once more. “You should be friends,” She wiggled her brows at Hunter.

“What?!” He exclaimed. “I just met them! I-” Hunter glanced back, scanning the area before lowering himself to Luz. “I’m not even sure they actually like me… Maybe they just feel bad that I’m a stupid… scrawny, needy, brat.” He muttered shamefully.

Luz perked up, “What?! No-” She paused and gave Hunter a look. “Okay- maybe BUT-” She put up her hands in a protest, “I kinda know them. They’re sweet and friendly. I bet they did it out of the goodness of their heart.”

Hunter huffed, “If I had a bile sack I’d bet it on you being wrong…” He frowned awkwardly, crossing his arms as he rose up. “But since I don’t… I guessI’ll just have to trust you.”

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Weeks passed as the young male grew accustomed to his new life. Hunter walked to his class, making his way down the familiar hallway. He felt his heart begin to pick up pace as he knew what he was waiting for. Every day, he anxiously waited for (Y/n) in the hall, and from there they walked to class together. 

The witch breathed anxiously, hoping to see what he waited for, His ears perked and a smile spread on his face as he saw them. He hurried down the hall, not wanting to waste a single moment.

“(Y/n)!” He called out, making his way to them. 

They turned to him, gleaming. He blushed, admiring their appearance and smile. “Hunter! Hey, how are you?” They asked excitedly. 

His heart lept as the young witch embraced him excitedly. “I’m good!” He smiled happily, his skin tingling as (Y/n)’s hands slithered down from his arms to his hands. “Ready for today’s new lesson?” He asked, barely able to contain his excitement.

(Y/n) returned his smile, “Of course I am!” They exclaimed, squeezing his hands. “I’ve told you like a million times- this is my favorite class ever!” The young witch’s eyes gleamed. Hunter’s lips parted slightly as he stared into their eyes, at their smile. Had anyone ever looked at him with such joy before?

He regained his thoughts, blinking slightly as he realized (Y/n) waited for a response. “Huh- right! I know you love this class but I honestly can’t believe it. Everyone in there seems so bothered by the subject!” He scoffed lightly, “Can you believe it?” He asked, “The lack of admiration for the subject, the complete negligence of the wonders behind the history of magic!” He followed (Y/n) to the classroom. They smiled, knowing they had drawn Hunter into an info-dump episode.

“You know,” He started, motioning with his hands as he spoke. “We’re quite

lucky to have so much information regarding ancient witches and magic. With what we know now, we can better understand many of the things they didn’t understand in the past. All of the information today helps us understand and use magic much better and more efficiently. We can do so much more now as witches than in ancient times!” 

“Right?!” (Y/n) chimed in, unable to hide their smile from Hunter. Seeing him so excited to talk to them gave them a feeling, a small hope, that perhaps he enjoyed spending time with them.

The two witches continued their rant, barely making it to class on time. They hurried to their shared desk, quieting down as they awaited instruction.

The teacher was rubbing their temples, disregarding the noisy classroom full of students complaining. Finally, they sighed, giving up. “All right! No lesson today! Just- do your work and catch up with whatever it is you need to catch up on!’ They collapsed into their chair, a headache stinging violently. “Titan, help me…”

“Yikes…” Hunter murmured. He looked to (Y/n) and the two broke out laughing. “Well, I guess I WILL be using this time to catch up,” He chirped happily.

(Y/n) smiled, “Pff. I have no need- I’m already way ahead of the course! I spend all my free time studying and reading!” 

Hunter smiled at them. “Me too! I’m just going to catch up on some… personal notes for something I’ve been working on.” He pulled out his notebook, flipping to a page full of circles, shapes within loops, and frantically written words followed by question marks. 

(Y/n) kept their eyes on their own notes, shyly eyeing Hunter, wondering what he was up to. They blushed suddenly, I should leave him allowing… I think I make it obvious enough already… 

The two witches shuffled occasionally, a silent barrier parting the two. Hunter quickly glanced over at (Y/n), blushing madly before looking away. Flapjack chirped teasingly, causing Hunter to panic. You like them, don’t you?

“Shhhh! I’m busy!” He cried out desperately. “But… yes… MAYBE!” He flushed red again, looking to the concentrated witch. Flapjack chirped happily and hopped around the desk. (Y/n) chuckled lightly, looking over at the excited palisman. Their curiosity got the better of them and they shot a quick over to his notebook.

(Y/n) shot up excitedly, “Wait- wait- wait! YOU know about the primitive spell structures?!” They exclaimed. “No way! I’ve been going here forever and NO ONE is familiar with them- not even the teachers!” They beamed at Hunter. 

The blonde smiled shyly, the gap between his teeth appearing for a moment. Oh THAT is adorable… (Y/n) smiled to themself as they examined his smile.

He glanced down to his notebook and then back at (Y/n). “Yeah- right?!” He said happily, shifting around to face them. He held his hands out as he began to explain. “I think that this was all before witches developed bile sacks. In that case, they would need to summon magic somehow- and THAT’S why they would have to create spells with glyphs. Rather than just using their own magic, they’d use the Titan’s!”

(Y/n)’s lips parted slightly in complete surprise and awe. “I-.... I never pieced that together!” They said, blushing lightly with slight embarrassment. “I thought I was a nerd…” They murmured quietly, lost in thought.

Hunter flinched back with surprise, “Huh?” He asked plainly. 

(Y/n)’s face flushed a dark red as they realized he had heard. “NONONO- I MEANT- uhhh…” Thoughts raced through their head and anxiety burned in their veins. “What I meant was, I’m just really impressed with your extensive knowledge, that’s incredible!” 

Hunter smiled sweetly. Oh Titan, that damn smile. (Y/n) couldn’t help but smile back.

The young witch looked away, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “No one… ever acknowledged that…” He admit hesitantly. “It means… a lot…” He glanced back at (Y/n). 

They smiled back, “It’s always nice to be seen- and to belong somewhere.” 

Hunter blushed lightly, unable to help the smile that grew. I do belong somewhere.

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Weeks passed and Hunter anxiously awaited every day of school. Not only was he receiving the education he had always dreamt of, but the connection he had longed for for so, so long. Every day, he waited for (Y/n) at the door of the school, in the halls, and in the classroom. A sudden wave of excitement and satisfaction washed over him every time he saw them, and an indescribable feeling of joy and tranquility filled his soul when they talked and shared moments together. 

Hunter waited for (Y/n) in the gym which was being occupied. Apparently, a sudden presentation had been scheduled and everyone was called to the gym. He looked around the room full of students, anxiously looking for (Y/n). Finally, a familiar witch stepped forward. 

He beamed at them. “(Y/n)! Over here!” He waved excitedly, hoping to catch their attention. 

(Y/n) smiled and rushed to his side. “Hunter! What’s going on, everyone’s confused and I honestly don’t know why or what’s going on.” They looked to the stage where a hooded figure stood between Principal Bump and the illusion’s teacher.

Hunter studied the figure, realizing something was unsettlingly familiar about them. “I don’t know what’s happening but… I don’t think it’s anything good…” He murmured, glaring at the mysterious figure.

“Students, teachers, let me introduce you to the esteemed-”

“Please, Principal Bump,” The figure cut off. “I deserve no accolades.”

His blood ran cold. “No- no no no-” He stepped back in panic. (Y/n) glanced at him, realizing something was horribly wrong. 

“Hunter, what is it?” They asked worriedly.

He began to breathe heavily, “He found me,” Was all he choked out.

(Y/n) glanced up, examining the Coven Head. He was explaining something about sigils and multi-tracks. They didn’t understand what it was but they quickly thought of something.

“Okay, just…” They took Hunter’s hands in theirs. “I don’t know what’s happening but stay calm, okay? Don’t cause a scene and maybe they won’t find us.”

Hunter nodded anxiously. Flapjack chirped, hoping to comfort his owner. 

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Before long, Hunter realized he had been on the run once more. Everything happened so quickly he didn’t have a chance to truly digest what had happened. He panted heavily, looking around the empty halls. He glanced back, remembering Gus and him had parted ways when they were ambushed by guards. I hope he’s alright…

The sudden whispering of a familiar voice caught his attention and broke his thoughts. “Pss!” He snapped his head in the direction of the whispering and smiled at the witch. “Hunter! In here!” (Y/n) exclaimed worriedly. They motioned for Hunter to follow them into a janitorial closet. The two witches rushed inside, huddling closely as they breathed heavily in utter panic. (Y/n) could feel the gentle warmth of Hunter’s breath, the fragile heat of his life delicately brushing their neck. 

Their breathing slowed, becoming two intermingled waves of air. 

A long silence hung in the air as they remained still, two unmoving figures in the small room. Enough fear overwhelmed Hunter to the point he felt his thoughts were loud enough to give away his location. 

(Y/n) glanced up and looked at the male, his deep magenta eyes glowing in the room. “Why are they after you?” They whispered hastily. “There’s hundreds of students here but you and Gus are the only two witches they want- why???” They turned to face him. He turned at the same time and, for a moment, their lips almost brushed against each other’s, mere molecules apart. 

He frowned, “I should have told you, (Y/n),” He whispered anxiously. “Now you’re in danger! Because of me!” His voice was filled with shame and guilt. Hunter looked into (Y/n)’s eyes. 

“Tell me what??” They asked, hunching their shoulders anxiously

The blonde male sighed, his shoulders sinking. He carefully took (Y/n)’s hand’s into his, the same way they had done so minutes ago. He breathed nervously, wishing he had more time. For hours, for days, for weeks he had rehearsed what he would say and how. He would carefully admit everything so as to not startle them. Hunter shut his eyes for a moment, pleading to the Titan that he would atleast do one thing right.

“(Y/n),” Hunter murmured through a broken voice. “The scouts and Grey are after me because I’m the Golden Guard.” He squeezed their hands gently as he admit the truth. (Y/n) gasped, their own grip tightening on Hunter.

“WHAT?!” They almost shouted. Hunter quickly let go of them and wrapped his hands around their neck and mouth, halting the sudden noise.

“SHHHHH!!!!” He pleaded desperately. The two froze, holding their breath as a shadow passed, blocking light from under the door. The figure passed after what seemed like an eternity, and the two witches finally exhaled. Hunter pulled his hands away from (Y/n), curling up in shame.

(Y/n) turned to face the male. “Hunter,” They called gently, “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

The two huddled in fear as another set of steps marched past the door, followed by the barking of orders. 

Hunter swallowed nervously. “First… It’s kinda difficult to talk about this…” He hissed quietly, hoping the guards wouldn’t hear him. “Second… I ran away from the Emperor’s Coven and now they want to take me back where I will most likely be executed for committing several crimes against the Emperor.” He slurred his words together, speaking quickly with nervousness.

(Y/n) turned to face him again, “And third?” They asked, feeling that he was still hiding something from them. 

Hunter sighed, leaning his head back gently against the wall. He breathed in nervously, tapping his gloved finger on what he thought was his leg. (Y/n) blushed, feeling the male’s hand on their leg, anxiously jumping up and down. 

“Third-” He muttered, feeling his voice break as he faced every fear he had ever had. “I…” He huffed again. The Golden Guard turned to face (Y/n), “I was afraid you would leave me.” His eyes locked with (Y/n)’s, worry and fear pooling out of his voice and expression.

Their lips parted, “Hunter-” The witch’s shoulders slumped, feeling their heart sink. “Hunter- you should have told me!” They whispered. 

“I KNOW!” He exclaimed, covering his face. “I WAS JUST-! UGH!!” He groaned, leaning back again. “I didn’t want to hide this from you! I felt like a liar this whole time. But… I wanted to keep us safe. If word got out that you knew where I’ve been- You would have been just as guilty as I am- I couldn’t risk putting you in danger too!” 

“But-” (Y/n) hesitated, trying to find words. “Why would I leave you? Especially if you needed help?!” They raised their voice slightly, frustration and nervousness seeping through.

“BECAUSE-” Hunter roared quietly, “EVERYONE ALREADY HATED ME-” He curled his body to give himself enough room to turn and face (Y/n). “Belos, the Coven Heads, even the few witches I had somehow been able to talk to- THEY ALL HATE ME!” He breathed heavily, restraining himself from having a full outlash.

The male sighed, collapsing back again. “I thought… if you had heard about me already… you’d hate me too, and leave me alone…” He fought back tears, feeling the remnants of his soul shatter. “I was just afraid of how you’d react…”

They froze for a moment, trying to gather their thoughts. The witch they had believed to be the second most powerful being on all the Boiling Isles was huddled up, cowarding besides them in a janitorial closet. The second in command had been a young boy, one without magic; one without anything.

“I…” (Y/n) slumped back too, almost crushing themself in the closet. “Hunter, why were you so afraid of how I would react?” They asked, longing for an answer. “If anything– I should be the worried one! I never had anyone before you!” (Y/n) exclaimed gently, trying to keep their voice as soft as possible. 

He looked away, his heart racing as he tried to stir up any remaining courage. “I don’t know- I think it’s because I liked you more.” He blurted awkwardly.

“Huh?” (Y/n) sputtered.

The blonde looked up, a stray strand of gold gently swaying before his eyes. “I… like you more…” He murmured. “It wasn’t like the others- it wasn’t just being okay with being near you- I WANTED to be near you!” He explained.

(Y/n)’s eyes widened, their heart beginning to race as they pieced together what was happening.

“And it wasn’t just that!” He exclaimed softly. “I… I got this strange feeling every time I’d see you! It was like… if abomination magic was tickling me inside…” Hunter muttered awkwardly, unable to genuinely describe what he felt.

The young witch blushed deeply. Their heart melted as they watched him try to explain. “Oh…” They squeaked plainly, too shocked to speak.

“And-” Hunter began again, “It’s so strange! My face would suddenly get hot and turn red! Flapjack would always tell me, and Luz would tease me- I don’t even get why though, it’s so weird…” He suddenly realized that the entire time they had been in the closet together, he was feeling everything all over again. He froze, attempting to process anything.

(Y/n) felt their stomach flutter anxiously, their breath began to pick up pace as they became overwhelmed with emotions. 

The two flinched at the barking of orders, huddling closer together. Hunter instinctively shielded (Y/n) with his arm, shutting his eyes hastily as he did so. The two witches held their breath, waiting for the worst. 

The two became aware of their breathing again. They were close enough to have their faces touch. (Y/n)’s eyes fluttered open, realizing that Hunter was shielding them. The bags under his eyes seemed darker now and his breathing more desperate. (Y/n) suddenly realized how horrified he must have been. 

They want us so that they can force sigils onto our wrists. But… they want to kill him.

Their eyes began to tear up. Hunter had been risking his life for weeks every time he was seen publicly. If anyone had caught sight of him, it would be over. Yet he had stayed, ignored every chance of being caught and anxiously waited for (Y/n) wherever he went. He had chosen to keep risking his life- to be with (Y/n).

“Hunter-” They murmured, afraid of asking. His eyes slowly opened and he looked into (Y/n). He nodded, allowing them to continue. They inhaled deeply, “Hunter, you said you liked me- right? More than the others?” They felt their stomach drop. 

He hesitated, his lips flattening awkwardly as he nodded. “I mean… yes? I DON’T KNOW!” His face burned red. “I just…I cared about you too much to get you involved in any of this, but… I couldn’t help but stay with you…” He met their eyes. “I just wanted to be with you.” He spoke clearly, forgetting they were hiding, forgetting he could be killed, forgetting everything.

(Y/n)’s eyes watered, their heart stopping for a moment. 

“Oh- Hunter!” They exclaimed. 

(Y/n) cupped his cheeks, pulling him towards them and smashing their lips down onto his. Hunter gasped, utterly shocked with the unfamiliar action. (Y/n) pulled him closer, anxiety and excitement burning their blood. Never had they had the will to do anything like this, never had they been so willing to do something so despicably risky. Yet their passion for Hunter completely overwhelmed every sense they had, every coherent and clear thought.

Hunter melted, his eyes gently closing as his hands reached for (Y/n)’s. He didn’t know what was happening, he didn’t know how he felt; he could barely think at all. His mind slowed, thoughts and worries slurring together into clumps of nothingness. He instinctively pushed himself closer to (Y/n), his own lips pressing closer to theirs. They gently grazed every molecule, passionately running over the delicate, soft skin.

An eternity passed, and (Y/n) gently parted from Hunter, their lips lingering together for another moment. The kiss ended, and they placed their forehead against his, shaky breaths filling the void of the closet.

“Is this even safe?” His voice cracked slightly, still overwhelmed by the flood of new emotions. “For us? Here? Together?”

(Y/n) smirked, “I’m a wild witch, sweetheart. No Emperor or Scout is gonna stop me.” They smiled smugly.

Hunter smiled, his gorgeous magenta eyes glowing. His large nose crinkled as he revealed the gap between his teeth again. The two witches stared into each other’s eyes, not knowing how close they were to being found.

They huddled in the closet for minutes, (Y/n)’s lips tracing his neck carefully, kissing it gently, and leaving small pecks everywhere. Hunter smiled, wrapping his gloved hands around their wrists, wishing the unknown emotion would last forever. He pulled them closer, letting his eyes flutter shut as he indulged the love he never knew.

Silence filled the world around them, steps hadn’t been heard or shadows seen for minutes. The two carefully rose, hand in hand. (Y/n) peaked out of the closet, a line of light gently washing them.

“I think it’s safe, they murmured. Stepping out. Hunter quickly followed, still holding (Y/n)’s hand. He carefully peered at the world around him, unsure whether it was real or an illusion. The two stepped forward, hand in hand. 

“Aha! There you are!” The coven head’s voice sang as it lurched at Hunter. The boy snapped around screaming as he was torn away from (Y/n). “Oh, hush! You’re making such as a big deal out of all this…” He muttered bitterly, annoyance and disgust crawling from his voice.

“NO!” Hunter screamed, kicking and squirming violently in Grey’s arms. 

“Hunter!” (Y/n) ran forward, being stopped by two scouts as they broke another illusion spell, revealing themselves in the hall. “LET ME GO!” (Y/n) demanded, 

Hunter huffed wildly, “I command you TO STOP!” He bellowed, staring down the scouts. 

The two perked, a confused peep emitting from their lips.  

“Technically… he IS our superior.” One murmured, holding out his hand. 

Grey’s expression fell, his lip and nose crinkling in annoyance. “Well, right now he’s a runaway-” He sang again. “And our dearest emperor wants him back!” 

(Y/n) tried to wrestle away, tugging and pulling forward. “LET HIM GO!” They barked, breathing heavily with terror and rage.

“Ohh… I’m afraid I can’t.” Grey yanked Hunter closer, “You see, he’s commit several crimes against the empire: Treason, running away, resisting capture- hiding a wild witch…” He smirked, looking down at the paralyzed boy. “I’m afraid the only punishment awaiting him is petrification!” He chirped, smirking grimly as he kicked Hunter down. 

“HUNTER- NO!” (Y/n)’s  eyes suddenly glowed a vicious purple. (Y/n) roared, summoning a massive wave of abomination magic, knocking down Grey and the Scouts. They snagged Hunter’s hand, “C’MON!” They dragged him down the hall, gaining distance before summoning their palisman. 

“W-WHErE A-ARE WWWeeeE GOiiIING-” He sputtered, barely breathing as he stumbled behind them. 

(Y/n) swiftly pulled out their staff, swinging Hunter around just as it formed. He landed awkwardly on it as it materialized, wobbling unsteadily.

“The healing homeroom! Everyone else is hiding there!” They swung around again, flashing down the hall and towards the homeroom.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

(Y/n) and Hunter stood chuckling, watching as Grey muttered helplessly, being dragged away by two Scouts. 

The captain stood at the edge of the ship, growling lowly. “When Emperor Belos catches wind of this…” He glared at the crowd of students and teachers.

Principle Bump smiled, “I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to learn that one of his captains was defeated by a couple teenagers…" 

The two witches laughed again, ignoring the bickering that continued. The school cheered as the captain turned away, leaving them behind. The door of the ship closed, lifting gently towards the sky. 

Amity and Willow approached Gus, “I can’t believe you took down a coven head…” Amity murmured in awe.

Gus stared upward thoughtfully. “Yeah… and I almost went down with him…” He replied. 

Hunter raised a brow, “Is Grey gonna be alright?” He smirked, looking down at his companion. 

Gus froze, “Uhhhhh…. Probably?” He responded unsurely, causing both him and Hunter to chuckle.

A group of students approached Hunter, all sharing the same anxiousness and curiosity.

“Hunter! What’s going on at the castle?!” Skara asked.

“Did you actually leave the Emperor’s Coven?!” Viny stared at Hunter, waiting for an answer.

Edric raised his arms slightly, “Have you ever sneezed in your mask?”

Barcus barked. 

The people crave the truth.

Hunter breathed in nervously, glancing to (Y/n) before parting his lips to speak.

A mass of abomination magic rose up, twisting and oozing. The students screamed, stepping back or stumbling away. 

“Before any of you mutter another word," A grand and sophisticated voice announced, “I have a few, much more important questions.” 

Hunter turned around, feeling the familiar presence. “Darius- I mean-” He frowned awkwardly, his cheeks flushing red. “Dad…” He murmured gently. 

(Y/n)’s jaw dropped. “WAIT WAIT WAIT-” They held up their hands. “OKAY FIRST, you were the Golden Guard-” Their eyes scanned left and right in confusion, attempting to form coherent thoughts. “Then you RAN AWAY from the Emperor’s Coven, hid here with ME OF ALL WITCHES,” They looked into Hunter’s magenta eyes, “Almost got caught, took down a captain AND Head Witch-” They stepped forward, “AND YOUR FATHER IS THE MOST POWERFUL WITCH OF THE THE COVEN HEADS- THE HEAD WITCH FOR THE ABOMINATION COVEN?!?!” Their jaw dropped, looking from Hunter to Darius. The tall man smirked, his dark skin gleaming in the sun.

The witch smiled proudly. “I suppose your question may have been… slightly more important.” He placed a hand on Hunter’s shoulder, pulling the witch closer to him.

“Yup…” The blonde squeaked meekly, looking at (Y/n).

Darius cleared his throat. “Now, if it wasn’t already obvious… you young man,” He turned to Hunter. “Are in a LOT of trouble.” He placed both hands on his shoulder, kneeling down in front of his son.

“I know! I didn’t mean to– Dad I’m so sorry!” He broke hastily, wishing he could undo the damage.

“Ah!” Darius interrupted. “Not with me-” He looked up at the ship flying away, slowly disappearing into the horizon. “With them…” He smirked smugly, his lips curling into a proud smile. “You sure taught Grey a lesson. I think that’ll show him for messing with my son.” He chuckled, looking back proudly at the boy before him.

Hunter’s eyes watered. His lips parted slightly, revealing the gap between his teeth once more. He lunged forward, embracing his father tightly. Darius closed his eyes, pulling his son closer to him, relieved he was safe. Tears gently burned Hunter’s eyes, feeling the love he had always longed for. After a long moment, the two broke apart gently.

Darius turned to face (Y/n). “As for you…” He muttered, rising back up and glaring down at the small witch. He placed a heavy hand on their shoulder, examining their entire being. (Y/n)’s breath hitched and they froze, fearing the worst.

Darius’ expression softened. “Take care of my son, please.” He smiled smugly. “I think you two have a lot of potential.” (Y/n) and Hunter both flashed mortified expressions to each other, sharing the same dark hue on their faces.

“W-what?! What do you mean?!” Hunter asked, stepping in front of his father.

The head witch laughed again. “I have to keep an eye on you somehow,” He sang. Flapjack chirped, revealing a small abomination under his wing. Hunter blushed madly.

“WAIT- YOU’VE BEEN WATCHING ME?!” He screamed, utterly mortified.

Darius threw his head back and laughed, “Of course I have. I can’t leave you alone with all those spies and scouts crawling everywhere.” He muttered with disgust, shuddering slightly.

(Y/n) held out their hand. 

“I uh…” Hunter snuggled his nose under (Y/n)’s neck. “I may also…. Maybe be a Grimmm… walker???” He murmured quietly.

“I don’t mind,” (Y/n) whispered gently. “I love you the same, no matter what.”

A/N: I apologize to everyone who has been waiting for requests or for responses to comments. I don’t wish to do a huge trauma dump or anything but something happened over the summer which was just too much for me. I had hoped to be able to start again soon but I was unable to push through. I didn’t mean to take a break this long, and I apologize to everyone. I am doing much better now and have stabilized. I have not forgotten you, I swear! I just needed a lot of time to calm myself. I am happy to be writing again. I’ll start posting regularly again and, as promised, once a week or bi-weekly.

I also made the horrible decision to take 3 college level classes which are not only eating my time BUT EATING ME ALIVE.  I may also start a Psych x Reader book, so if you have any requests for that- DM me! (Mostly because there is a lack of Lassie content *sniffles sadly*). Thank you all for being so patient. I will catch up… eventually. Thank you so much for all the love my oneshots have received. Requests are always open! Thank you! I love you all dearly!

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Obligatory Huntlow post for ASIAS anniversary

So, I might as well do an anniversary post for Any Sport in a Storm, shouldn't I?

Pop quiz: When did Willow Park fall in love with the Golden Guard? There's a lot of answers you COULD say for this. Maybe she started realizing it when they were in the Human Realm. Maybe she realized when he grabbed her out of the sky or was in the detention pit with him.....

You COULD say that.... but you'd be wrong. She realized it the moment Hunter stood between the Entrails and Darius. "Wait, how do you know that?" you might ask. Simple. Because as a writer of 25 years and someone who has had many crushes and relationships... I know that kind of body language and tone of voice well.

"After all, it will be 52 weeks until 'Caleb's' next day off..." Note the way she SAID that. Sly, coy, definite tongue in cheek. The way she's looking over her shoulder back towards him. I mean COME ON, there's a heart shaped cloud just above her head. Hearts being between the two of them is a big tell for that. It's called THEMING. "Ok, but that's just one moment..." Au contraire, did you think I'd come into this with one example? Remember, I WROTE THIS ALREADY. Now, pop quiz #2: Why did Hunter, who had only ever met Willow ONCE know the difference between the real and fake one?

After all, there is no way he could have known that after just one encounter. You can not determine a person's entire personality based on a sole encounter, no matter how much of an impression it left on you. The answer, again, is simple...

Because they had been talking over Penstagram since ASIAS. Probably took a while due to Hunter not being used to typing and stuff, but I cannot imagine they weren't talking since that night. It also explains why Willow trusted him so easily during the scout invasion of Hexside. Because it couldn't JUST be the breathing technique that swayed her. After all, Hunter had lied and betrayed her and her friends before.

...Again with the hearts. THEMING! Anyway, even if we discredit ASIAS and Labyrinth Runners, or how she totally went to kill Kikimora for trying to hurt 'him' (and stopped when she could have hurt him) and ran after 'him' specifically when 'he' was captured (remember, it was Luz, she just THOUGHT it was Hunter) Fine, let's forget all that then...

Because even if you discount those things, she definitely had a thing for him while they were trapped in the human realm. How do I know? Ok, time to teach you kids about flirting 101.

"I'm gonna borrow that book when you're done with it! ;)" She's not saying "I want to read that" because she's curious about Cosmic Frontier. She is saying "I want to know more about your interests," and saying it with a tone that says "I want to turn this into a date if I can." Even before when she's taking a picture and shutting down Amity's snarking on Hunter's costume, her body language, her words, her tone. They are all suggesting there's more than just 'friendship' there. When it comes to flirting, it is not WHAT you say, it is HOW you say it.

Also, while I'm on the subject. Willow is canonically Pansexual, she is not Ace. Also, she is not Demi/aromantic, she is heavily guarded and has trust issues from years of bullying and nearly everyone looking down on her or using her as emotional support. I have the same problem for the same reasons, and I know for a fact I am not aro. I am guarded because I've been hurt before, same as Willow. Hunter is the only one who ISN'T like that.

He doesn't see her as weak and frail, he doesn't rely on her for stuff, and he wouldn't be caught dead hurting her or looking down on her. That is HIS captain, and he'll be damned if he won't see her as anything short of incredible. And boy did he let her know that, more than once.

Anyways, sorry for rambling. Let's all appreciate these two amazing, powerful witches who really do compliment each other's lives.