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hunterxreaderoneshots · 5 months ago

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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.

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(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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Hiii!

you seem to be a good writer! what do you think of hunter x nb!reader (they are dating) who had wings but the wings were ripped off by the possessed hunter? with fluff at the end if possible

Thank!!! Have a good day!!!

You Are My Wings- Hunter x Non-Binary/GN! Winged! Reader

A/N: Absolutely! I love this idea!

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO GET OUT I SWEAR I WAS BUSY.

Spoilers: Thanks to Them and For the Future

T/W: Death (Canonical), amputations, angst, feelings of guilt, shame, almost death.

Not exactly gore like blood but KiNdA violent and mAybE body horror depending on how you feel about it. Some violence. AMPUTATIONS HAHHAAHHAHAH-

(Y/N) looked into the vast blue above them and their eyes followed a flock of birds flying happily. Their wings spread out slowly, anxiously, as they watched the bright sky. Their wings twitched slightly, then flapped gently. It had been months since they last flew. Ever since they had been stranded in the Human Realm, they had been confined to illusion spells and the safety of Luz’s home. (Y/N) sighed and rested their head onto their arms on the window sill.

It had been months since they all arrived. Everyone seemed to be getting by well; everyone except (Y/N). They hadn’t ever been restricted from flying. Back in the Isles, they flew as freely as they pleased. In the Human Realm, however, they were restricted to the ground like never before. They sighed sadly, and hid their head into their arms again. The ends of their wings layed lifelessly against the floor.

Suddenly, they heard the door creak open. The sound was followed by a familiar pattern of footsteps. (Y/N) smiled and perked up, looking around as they were approached.

The young male blushed lightly seeing the excitement on his partner’s face. Hunter smiled as he sat next to (Y/N), “Hey,” He murmured softly to them. “How are you, (Y/N)?” His blush spread across his face and to his ears. He watched (Y/N) flap their wings excitedly. It reminded him slightly of how Flapjack would flap his wings.

(Y/N) smiled, “Oh I’m… I’m okay, I’m just…” They trailed off and looked back up at the sky. “I just miss… being up there…” They leaned their head onto Hunter and he tensed nervously. Although they had been dating for a while, he was still nervous and shy around them. His fingers danced awkwardly across his folded legs. (Y/N) could feel the heat from Hunter’s face spreading to theirs and smiled.

The male finally eased and relaxed, resting his head on (Y/N)’s. He thought for a moment, “I miss it, too. I liked playing Flyer Derby. Being in the sky like that was so much fun. It must have been even more fun for you though.” He paused for a moment again, “I mean, because you can just… er, could, fly around whenever you wanted to….” He trailed off awkwardly and (Y/N) laughed.

“Yeah, it was fun being up there…” (Y/N) smiled and reached for his hand and Hunter accepted. The two stared out the window peacefully. (Y/N) stretched out their wing and embraced Hunter, slowly wrapping it around him. He felt the gentle warmth and soft feathers melt into him. Hunter gently nuzzled (Y/N)’s head.

Hunter sighed and thought for a moment. He closed his eyes, remembering when (Y/N) held his hand for the first time. He hadn’t expected he’d be ready for a relationship, but he had longed for it. (Y/N) had been patient, kind, and unbelievably loving toward him. They took care of him and made him feel loved and special. It wasn’t the same “special” Belos had molded him into. The false promise that he was meant for great things. It was a genuine special. He felt like he really mattered as someone. He was loved for who he was.

He chewed his lips awkwardly, still too shy to say everything he wanted to. “Hey, (Y/N)?” He called softly, looking away nervously.

“Mhm?” They hummed back, leaning further into him. He smiled, just as he did everytime they gave him the attention he never knew he needed. Hunter loved feeling them close to him, and he loved the gentleness of their wings’ embrace.

“Umm…Are you excited about the Halloween Party?” He asked instead of saying what he really meant.

(Y/N) cuddled against Hunter, causing his heart to skip a few dozen beats. “Yeah! I think it’ll be fun.” They replied softly, their gaze fixed on the sky above them.

Hunter nodded, dancing his fingers over his legs. “(Y/N)?” He called again.

“Yeah?”

Hunter hid his face into (Y/N)’s shoulder. “I… I love you, (Y/N)...” He murmured shyly to them.

(Y/N) smiled, and pulled away from Hunter to turn and face him. He lifted his head and looked at (Y/N) nervously, thinking he had made them uncomfortable. Hunter then noticed the smile on their face and smiled back.

(Y/N) cupped his cheeks and pulled him in to connect their lips. Hunter blushed madly but melted into the kiss, feeling their soft, warm lips against his own. Their warmth comforted him like nothing else could. Hunter felt his heart melt, smiling through the sweet kiss.

(Y/N) pulled back after a while, still cupping his cheeks in their soft hands. They rested their forehead against his. “I love you, Hunter.”

Hunter smiled and stared into their bright (e/c) eyes. He felt his heart race as he took in the moment. The two leaned back together and pecked each other gently, (Y/N)’s wings bringing the two closer with each kiss.

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(Y/N) spread their wings and leaped into the air, the rush of cold wind brushing fiercely against their wings. They flew at ‘Hunter’ and circled him. Flapjack was trying to distract him by flapping and pecking at him desperately. ‘Hunter’ grimaced and snatched the little bird in a swift movement. Flapjack struggled and cried in fear, chirping loudly in panic. (Y/N) dove down at him. He looked up at them and smiled before grabbing them and throwing them to the ground. (Y/N) yelped in surprise as he pushed them into the Earth beneath them.

He looked from the little cardinal to (Y/N), and a grim smirk crept onto his face. “It seems like you’ve done yet another good thing for me, Luz,” Belos' voice taunted as gripped the crying bird tightly while (Y/N) struggled under his arm. “You’ve brought these two to me; I’ll kill two birds with one stone- quite literally,” Belos soft voice taunted them maliciously.

“NO!!” Luz cried out desperately from the bridge.

“That’s right,” He muttered happily, “You wouldn’t want me hurting your precious palisman- would you?” The bird chirped and sung for help, “Oh, but again- I don’t care what you want,” he said, a vile smirk growing across his face.

He looked at Flapjack, “Goodbye, Evelyn”, he muttered. The small Palisman was pierced with his sharp claws. He crushed him between his hands and the bird’s form became severely distorted.

‘Hunter’ set his foot on (Y/N)’s back, just between their two wings. (Y/N) squirmed in panic, trying to free themself from his grasp.

“It would be such a shame if Hunter hurt the only two he really loved,” He wrapped his claws around both of (Y/N)'s wings, pulling them harshly. They screamed, unbearable pain searing through their entire body. Their wings twisted and distorted in pain and flapped desperately.

“(Y/N)!!” Luz screamed, reaching out to (Y/N). Everybody gasped in horror as a disgusting ripping sound filled the air. ‘Hunter’ tossed their wings aside as if they were nothing. They laid on the ground, limp, unmoving and horrifyingly curled at the ends as if they wanted to make one last attempt to fly away.

‘Hunter’ began to bring Flapjack up to him, about to consume the magical essence of the small palisman. Just as he brought his arm up, he hesitated, and his other arm snagged at him. Flapjack was released and he glided down into Luz’s arms.

Luz shook in horror seeing the damage of the palisman up close, “Flapjack!” She cried out in terror. She cupped him in her hands and cried, “You’re going to be okay!” the little bird looked up to her weekly, breathing heavily.

(Y/N)’s vision began to blur. As their eyes began to close, they got one last glance of Hunter. They panted heavily as they watched him stumble forward.

“You know what I’d like?” It was finally his voice again. Hunter’s gentle voice softly rang in (Y/N)’s mind as his form began to blur, fading in and out of focus. Colors began to blend together into a murky painting before their eyes. They didn’t feel themselves breathing anymore. Pain overwhelmed their entire body as consciousness pounded and faded.“Hunter-” (Y/N) thought they called out to him. They couldn’t hear themselves, or they were too loud to hear anything else. They suddenly saw a form moving quickly, and then fade into a puddle of blue. (Y/N) couldn’t tell how much later it happened, but two forms shifted out of the faded blue. Pain throbbed fiercely in their back as their eyes closed. Hunter…

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“(Y/N)!” Hunter shot up but then coiled back in pain, “No, no, no!” He began to tremble violently. Hunter brought his hands up to his face and wept bitterly. “(Y/N)...”

“Wait, I-” Willow rose quickly and left Hunter in Camila’s arms, “I- I think I can help!” She ran to (Y/N) and Luz followed behind her. Luz hugged herself as tears streamed down her face. It’s my fault, it’s my fault. He only did this because of me…

“Is- is (Y/N) going to be ok? I- I can’t find a glyph!” She dug into her pouch savagely as she ran. The two girls approached them, and Luz kneeled to (Y/N)’s side opposite of Willow.

“I… I think so. Viney knew a healing spell,” Willow reached for (Y/N) and steadied them into her arms. “They’re barely breathing…” Willow looked at (Y/N) and grimaced when she saw their back. “It’s best not to look, just- here help me,” She turned them to their side.

“H-how?! What do we do?!” Luz cried out. She was shaking as badly as (Y/N) was.

“Try to bring them back to consciousness while I heal them,” Willow answered calmly, trying to reassure Luz. “They’ll be fine just- just keep (Y/N) conscious,” She made a large loop with her hands and it began to glow.

Everything was muffled and fading. (Y/N) felt a thousand things in their body. They were cold and shaking violently. Their back stung and burned exactly where their wings were. The world flashed brightly but suddenly descended into an abyss of black. (Y/N) breathed desperately, or not at all, trying to catch their breath. They felt that they couldn’t breathe yet the air burned their lungs. The only thing they felt for certain was their uncontrollable shaking. They tried to move their wings, to feel them, but they couldn’t. They only felt the nerves in their back twist, tighten, pulse, and pull.

The muffled sounds suddenly became a familiar hum. Their back began to numb slightly, slowly, as their other senses came back. They finally breathed again and their body relaxed slightly.

“(Y/N)! I- I think they can hear me!” Luz exclaimed as tears of joy began streaming down her face. She watched (Y/N) shift ever so slightly. Luz pulled (Y/N) closer in her lap. “Oh, (Y/N)...”

“Careful!” Willow reminded Luz, “They…” She frowned again, “They’ll be okay but… we can’t do anything about…” The two girls looked over to (Y/N)’s lifeless wings and shuddered again in horror.

Hunter laid in Camila’s arms, trembling as he cried. He had watched Luz and Willow run to (Y/N)’s aid. He calmed slightly when he saw Willow begin to use a magic circle.

“Is everyone else okay?” Hunter asked through tears, trying to sit up as Camila held him.

“Everyone else... I think so,” Gus explained. “I don’t know about (Y/N), but Flapjack-”

“Don’t!” Hunter cut him off as he broke into tears. “Don’t… I-I already know.” He gripped his shirt where Flapjack had laid. Hunter struggled in Camila’s arms as he tried to rise.

“Sit up slowly, baby. Are you in pain anywhere?” Camila asked gently. Hunter shook his head.

“I’m fine-” He murmured, “(Y/N), I need to know how they are!” Hunter rose and his knees bent jerkishly. He stretched out his arms for balance, then finally stood up and bolted towards (Y/N). He ran towards them, stumbling several times as he tried to recover from the weakness in his body.

The two girls looked up at Hunter as he approached them. They shared the same grim expression. Hunter looked to his right and his breath hitched as his eyes settled on the atrocity before him. He felt his heart sink and stomach turn. “Oh no…” He felt tears prickle his eyes. They began to spill out uncontrollably. Hunter turned and began to creep towards (Y/N). Their form laid limply in Luz’s lap, her arms embracing them tightly.

“Oh no, no, no,” Hunter collapsed onto his knees next to Luz and took their hand in his. “(Y/N)? He called out weakly, his voice breaking. Hunter began to snivel, “(Y/N)?” He called sternly, yet the pain in his voice took over. “(Y-Y/N), please,” He squeezed their hand in his, and reached out to feel their cheek with his other hand. “(Y/N), p-please! Please d-don’t do this to m-me,” He begged desperately, choking on his words. Hunter continued shaking his head wildly as he spoke. “(Y/N)! (Y/N), PLEASE!” His desperation overwhelmed him. He wanted to demand them to get up. His orders as the Golden Guard had been obeyed, respected, and followed regardless of anything, but he knew he couldn’t do anything for (Y/N). No command could ever bring back those who were lost, and he knew it too well.

Hunter began to cry harshly, his sudden cries of pain filling the atmosphere around them. “(Y/N) please, please, please,” He swallowed forcefully, trying to control himself. His heart sunk again as guilt settled over him. “(Y/N) I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to do it!” Hunter began to shake as he felt his soul being torn apart, “(Y/N) I-I couldn’t d-do a-a-anything, I swear!” He began to sob uncontrollably as shame overcame him. “(Y/N) I would never h-hurt y-you, I swear, please.” Hunter shifted and moved in front of Luz and his body bent over (Y/N)’s limp form helplessly. “I’m so, so sorry. (Y/N), I love you I would never do anything to hurt you, I swear,” Hunter spoke without pausing, his words jumbling into a mess. The others began to gather around the weeping male. Luz and Willow exchanged worried glances as they watched him cry. Luz dug her fingers into her legs, as she remained kneeled, did the spell work?

Hunter took (Y/N)’s limp form in his arms. He cupped their cheeks and rubbed his thumb gently against one. The male bit his lip, trying to control himself but another whimper left him.

“(Y/N)?” Another whimper followed, and he rested his forehead against theirs. He closed his eyes and hugged them tightly, feeling their body shift gently as they barely breathed.

“Hunter?” (Y/N) finally murmured sluggishly. Hunter perked up, his eyes flying open with shock.

“(Y/N)? (Y/N)!!” He cried happily, pulling them up into a hug, “Oh, (Y/N),” he whispered through tears and happy whimpers. “Oh, my (Y/N),” he held their head in one hand, his fingers tangling in their (h/c) hair.

(Y/N) laughed half-heartedly, opening their eyes slightly, slowly. “Hunter… Hunter, are you okay? What-” They exhaled awkwardly, shifting, flexing, and twisting their back, “What happened?” Their eyes were half open, exhausted, and disoriented. (Y/N) rested their head against Hunter’s shoulder.

Hunter tensed and hid his face into (Y/N)’s neck, his tears trickling onto their neck as he cried. “I-I thought I lost you… too…” He sniffled, his body rising and falling sharply with each sob.

(Y/N) thought for a moment and pulled away to look at Hunter. They then looked around at the others, scanning the group. They lifted their head for a moment and looked briefly behind him. (Y/N)’s eyes settled on their wings, and by instinct, they tried to feel them by flapping them. There was only the tension in their back, a slight movement where they had been. Their breath hitched and they trembled in horror. (Y/N) looked back to Hunter.

“Where’s Flapjack?”

Everyone shared the same grim expression, tears in everyone’s eyes. (Y/N) looked back at Hunter. He was biting his lip harshly as fresh tears gathered in his eyes. He shook his head gently, utter pain seeping out of his soul.

“No, no…” They murmured, scanning the group. Their sadness only confirmed what he had said. “Oh, Hunter!” (Y/N) flung themselves towards Hunter and embraced him tightly. (Y/N) dug their face back into Hunter’s neck and he pulled them closer. (Y/N) wished they could embrace him in their wings, to hide him away in them. Hunter’s tears were joined by (Y/N)’s and by everyone else’s.The two cried together, hugging each other tightly in the darkness of the dead night.

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(Y/N) made their through the clearing with Hunter as the group walked forward. Hunter had told them they could stay in the Human realm after what they had gone through. (Y/N) however, was too stubborn to leave their boyfriend alone and gladly followed Hunter through the portal.

Hunter had been somewhat distant since they made it through the portal. (Y/N) noticed he was irritated easily and Hunter avoided looking (Y/N) in their eyes for too long. Although, he wouldn’t deny the offer of holding his partner’s hand when offered, and so they walked on together.

As they made their way through, the others became excited in their home world and began to perform their magic. (Y/N) and Hunter watched as Willow and Gus played with illusions of red grass.

“Willows back!”

“Hooray!”

The illusions cheered happily, cuddling Willow sweetly. Hunter and (Y/N) smiled at the two; it was good to see their friend were happy.

Suddenly, Hunter was startled by the sound of chirping. (Y/N) gasped, and the two looked up to where the sound was emitting from. Hunter tensed as he saw it, and (Y/N) felt their heart sink: it was a red bird.

The bird suddenly flew away and disappeared into the sky before them. (Y/N) stared helplessly at the sky above. They had longed to be back, to be in those skies. They sighed sadly and looked down.

Hunter grumbled angrily, and his grip tightened on (Y/N)’s hand. “We don’t have time for red grass or… illusions!” He shouted impatiently, pulling at his hair with his other hand, “Belos had a head start- so we should keep MOVING until we find him!” He started forwards again, and (Y/N) stumbled after him. As they continued moving, they caught a glance of Amity playing with abomination magic. She swirled purple slime in the air happily, giggling as she did so. (Y/N) continued to stumble slightly with Hunter’s rigorous pace, but turned to face forward to catch up to him.

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(Y/N) glanced around the secret room in awe. Hunter crept in after them, looking around curiously behind the group.

Mattholomule made his way to the center, “This is where me and Jerbo have been trying to come up with plans to make Hexside more liveable," He explained, motioning with his hand.

Hunter looked around the room, making his way to some wooden crates in the corner. (Y/N) glanced over and saw him, and chased after him quickly. The two sat on the crates, a silence looming over them.

Hunter didn’t want to avoid (Y/N), but he didn’t know what to say. Guilt had completely flooded him, overwhelming his soul. He rested his head on his left palm, his other arm laying across his legs. He stared at the floor, irritated with himself for what had happened. Hunter blew his strand of golden hair out of his face in annoyance. It’s my fault any of this happened.

(Y/N) looked around the room. It was covered in different plans, papers and drawings hung everywhere. They glanced back at Hunter. He had been strangely quiet since they arrive at the Isles. They turned away and sighed sadly. (Y/N) knew Hunter too well and knew he was keeping something from them. Hunter was always so eager to share everything with (Y/N), and (Y/N) loved hearing him.

(Y/N) leaned onto Hunter’s shoulders and placed their hand over his. They held it gently in their hand. Hunter perked up in surprise, glancing over to (Y/N). He sighed awkwardly, wishing he could fix everything.

Suddenly, (Y/N) sat up jerkishly, feeling pain burn in their back and tingling throughout their wings. Their first instinct was to flap them to alleviate the numbing. They had learned that from the various times their wings had fallen asleep. Once, Hunter had watched (Y/N) flap their wings wildly after they had fallen asleep, and he couldn’t help but laugh with them.

Hunter looked over to (Y/N), who had tensed suddenly after jerking up. I don’t have my wings…

“What’s wrong?” he asked worriedly, shifting in his seat as he examined his partner. (Y/N) squeezed his hand tightly, biting their lip.

“I thought I felt my wings,” They explained under their breath. Hunter felt his stomach twist, turning away as the same shame came over him again.

“Are you okay?” They asked gently.

Hunter felt his heart sink. He sighed heavily, “Yeah… I’m… I-I’m okay…” He paused, hesitating before asking. “How are you?” He murmured, looking at their back sadly.

“I’m okay,” They whispered in return. Hunter felt his heart throb painfully. He longed to undo everything that had happened to them. Everything he had done.

(Y/N) kissed Hunter’s cheek softly, “I love you, Hunter,” (Y/N) whispered into his ear.

Hunter choked as he felt tears burn his eyes. “I-I-I love you too, (Y/N),” He murmured through his broken voice. After everything I did, they don’t have any resentment against me…

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A bright flash of purple light covered everything behind the four. Hunter had managed to move everyone out of the way as he saw the beam coming towards them. Once it disappeared, they all crept forward and stared in the direction it came from.

“Huh?” They asked in unison.

“Sorry! Haha!” Luz apologized bashfully, “I’m still getting the hang of this!” She exclaimed, holding a glowing staff in her left hand.

“Luz has a staff,” Gus stated in shock.

“Why does that make me nervous?” Willow squeaked awkwardly.

“Woah, no way!” (Y/N) exclaimed, admiring the glowing purple orb.

Trees cracked apart and Kiki Mora came forward, “There you are!” She growled in fury, “I am do–o-one playing hide-and-seek,” She shouted in a broken, exhausted voice, crouching forward in the Abomaton. She raised the arm of the machine and shot a beam at the group.

Willow acted quickly, summoning large vines from the ground. She rode on them, moving forward and blocking the beam from the others.

She summoned a magic circle and smirked, “Yup, that’s better.” She said confidently, preparing herself. She closed the trees in on Kiki, and created another vine that grabbed the robot’s arm, causing it to smack Kiki repeatedly.

Kiki broke free and steadied the arm for another firing. Clover flew out of Willow’s shirt and turned into a staff, ready for flight. Willow hopped on swiftly and flew away just as the shot missed her.

Luz, Hunter, and (Y/N) gasped nervously.

“She’s fine,” Gus replied cooly. “This is child’s play for us,” He clasped his hands together and pulled them apart to reveal four magic circles.

Suddenly, three illusions of Willow poofed into the sky, side by side of one another. They began to fly in different directions, swirling and looping before everyone. Two were destroyed almost immediately after being created.

“Woah, what did I miss?!” Luz asked in awe, watching the final illusion.

Suddenly, Willow was hit by one of Kiki’s beams. She yelped as her staff flew out of reach, and plummeted to the ground.

(Y/N) looked around worriedly, in utter panic, thinking of a way to help. They paused, recalling when they first arrived and snapped around, Oh Titan, oh, Titan, oh Titan, please work!

(Y/N) shut their eyes tightly, making a medium-sized circle. They shot up and caught Willow as she flew through the sky. They held her in their arms, carrying her down to safety. (Y/N) made an attempt to land, managing to set Willow back on the ground. Just as they were about to crash-land, Hunter flashed forward, catching (Y/N) as they awkwardly stumbled forward, gasping in fear.

Luz stared as (Y/N)’s purple, slimy wings, spread widely while Hunter held them in his arms. “I missed a lot!” She shouted angrily. “I don’t need this retched school to start my own empire," Kiki stated angrily, “I’ll make my own!” She taunted, creeping the robot towards the group. “And I’ll start by taking you apart- piece by peice! Brat. By. Brat!” She growled furiously as she pointed at them.

Kiki was suddenly hit by flaming Grudgby balls, coiling back from the attack.

“Stop right there!” Mattholume demanded from the cliff above. Kiki Mora grunted as she turned to face him. “Miki, I can’t say I’m surprised by this,” He said plainly with arms crossed. “As for you Roka,” He continued, and the robot hummed as it pointed to itself, “I know there’s been nothing but chemistry between us,” He said dramatically, flipping his lavish brown hair back with his hand. “Be that as it may I-”

“That’s a robot, Matt,” Boscha cut him off harshly.

“Mm-mm”, Mattholomule dismissed her reply as he waved his hand.

Amity glided down from the cliff with her staff. As she landed, she grabbed Luz’s hand, “They’ll hold her back! Let’s get to the skull!” She exclaimed, running forwards with the group.

(Y/N) felt Hunter tug their hand and they raced forwards together, close behind the others. They turned as they watched everyone from Hexside launch themselves at Kiki, sending her tumbling to the ground.

Everyone kept running toward the skull. Suddenly, Luz stopped and held the photo of the teleportation glyph. She began to draw it into the ground with her finger. The orb on her staff glowed brightly and it began to levitate, raising Luz off of the ground.

“Huh?” She murmured in surprise. She began to laugh as the staff twirled her in the air. “I can’t tell what you’re gonna be but… thank you, little friend!”

The others watched and pulled out there’s staffs, helping Luz create the glyph. (Y/N) and Hunter helped engrave the patterns into the dirt, overlapping circles and shapes.

From the distance, Kiki burst through all the students who had dog-piled her. “This is MY empire now! You have to obey ME!!” She yelled, charging towards the group.

Luz watched in horror as a beam flew toward the group. She turned around, slamming her palms onto the glyph. The lines began to glow gold, and everyone levitated slightly as beams of light rose from the ground. Everyone grouped together tightly as the shot from Kiki collided with them.

(Y/N) his into Hunter’s chest, closing their eyes tightly as they felt the world shift around them. They felt cold air settle around them and Hunter’s embrace loosen slightly. (Y/N) lifted their head slowly as they opened their eyes, realizing they had made it into the skull safely.

(Y/N) jumped up in excitement, embracing Hunter tightly. “We did it! We did it! We did it!” They exclaimed happily, and Hunter returned their embrace, swinging them excitedly through the air, his own laughter bubbling. He ignored the cold goop of their wings sticking slightly to his skin.

Willow looped her arm with Amity’s, “Omygosh! Ah!” She exclaimed, jumping excitedly. “I can’t believe that actually worked!” The two girls jumped and laughed, running forwards together happily.

Camily leaned down to Hunter, her hand on her chin, “Woo-ooh! Hoo-hoo ho-ho hoo!” She laughed excitedly as Hunter let go of (Y/N) to face her. “You really beamed us up, eh O’Bailey?” She asked, nudging Hunter playfully and clasping her hands together excitedly.

Hunter and Gus locked eyes and gasped in unison, “Beam us up! Beam us up! Beam us up!!” They chanted together happily and then began to laugh with Camila. (Y/N)’s laughter began to bubble as they saw Hunter’s excitement. They knew Hunter and Gus loved those books. (Y/N) had even listened to Hunter read every Cosmic Frontier book to them.

In the distance, Luz stared into the glowing staff. It was no longer an orb, but a flurry of lights circling, hiding away the new palisman.

“Guys,” She murmured softly, “Come meet my palisman!” Everyone hushed and began to gather near.

“What kind of magical creature will it be? A dragon?” Camila kneeled down to get a better look.

“A bird?” Hunter asked, holding a fist above his palm.

“Oh! An otter!” Amity shouted excitedly..

“A spooky bat?” Willow wiggled her fingers

“Aaa snake?” Gus asked as he peeked over.

“A capybara!” (Y/N) exclaimed enthusiastically. It had been one of the mystical creatures they had come across in the human realm.

Luz smiled sweetly at them, holding the staff a bit higher, “You’re close…” She said happily.

Out of the swirling purple lights emerged a long, slim creature. It swirled into the air, spreading its wings to reveal a bat with silver, purple, and dark purple fur. It looped into the air, swirling into a ball above everyone. It unfurled and turned into a Scorpion, the rattle-like end sounding and claws snapping. It flew up, swirling and looping before changing again to reveal a dragon with a white chest and purple fur. It showed off its claws for a moment before returning it its curled position, twisting and turning before everyone. It looped in the sky as a bright light surrounded them. It emerged to reveal a snake with cat ears and a muzzle, smiling happily. It’s rattle shook again, happily greeting everyone.

"She’s a snake shifter! Her name is Stringbean and she’s perfect!!” Luz exclaimed happily as Strinbean cuddled her. The palisman levitated around the others, looping over and under each of them. The palismen left their owners to meet their newest member.

Camila stretched her arms out to the palisman. “Pero mira, que preciosos mis bebes! Ven, ven!” She called to them.

Hunter had distanced himself as he watched the palisman gather. He longed for Flapjack to have been able to meet Strinbean. He held his shirt in the same spot Flapjack had laid for the last time. The male sighed sadly and looked to the ground.

There was a sudden pattern of familiar footsteps, and Hunter locked eyes with (Y/N), blushing for a moment as they smiled at him.

“H-how are you holding up?” He asked nervously, glancing at (Y/N)’s new, goopy wings.

They smiled and looked back at them, flapping them excitedly. “I think I’ll be okay,” They replied softly. “They’re not the same but, they’ll do just fine.”

“Yeah… I like them…” He replied softly, still gripping his shirt.

“Hunter, are you okay?” They asked gently, reaching for his hand. No matter what happened, Hunter could never refuse the comfort of (Y/N)’s hand.

“I’m just… thinking about Flapjack…” He admitted quietly. Hunter sighed as (Y/N) embraced him.

“I miss him too,” They replied, holding him closely. Hunter laid his head on (Y/N)’s as he returned the hug.

“(Y/N)?” He asked nervously.

“Yeah?”

“I-I’m sorry… about everything.” He closed his eyes, wishing he could hide away from them.

“Hunter, what do you mean?” (Y/N) asked in confusion, pulling away to look at him. They held his hands in their’s, waiting for a reply.

“I mean about your wings!” He admitted as his voice broke, tears prickling his eyes. “I never meant to hurt you! I couldn’t do anything, all I could do was w-watch-” Hunter shook his head and bit his lip as his ears pulled back.

“Hunter-”

“And I was too scared to talk to you about it. I loved your wings. They were so beautiful.” His shoulders slumped as he looked away from (Y/N). “I feel horrible about it. I feel so guilty about what happened to you- about what I did.” Hunter curled his hands into fists. “If I hadn’t chased after Belos like that, your wings and Flapjack would still be here.”

(Y/N) thought for a moment, remembering everything that had happened the night of the Halloween Party. Just as they were about the leave, Willow had covered (Y/N)’s wings in vines and blossoms. The blossoms and flowers had become their burial. Everyone was to scared to actually touch them.

“Hunter,” (Y/N) said sternly, reaching for his hand. Hunter turned back to look at them, tears in his eyes. “None of this is your fault. It’s exactly like what you told Luz: Belos tricks people. He’s tricked all of us, Hunter. None of this is your fault,” (Y/N) reached up to Hunter and cupped his cheek in their hand. Hunter closed his eyes as he melted into their touch, feeling the reassurance of (Y/N)’s warmth.

Hunter sniffled as tears ran down (Y/N)’s hand. “You’re sure?” He asked nervously as he locked his eyes with theirs.

“Yes, I am sure. I don’t blame you for what happened, Hunter. I could never blame you for this,”. (Y/N) caressed Hunter’s cheek gently, tears prickling their own eyes as they saw Hunter cry gently. “I don’t want you to feel guilty for any of this, okay? Not for me, and not for Flapjack. He wouldn’t want you to be sad. After all, he did this for you,”. (Y/N) placed a hand on Hunter’s chest, and he smiled half-heartedly.

“Yeah… you’re right.” He murmured softly, placing his hand over (Y/N)’s.

“C’mere, you,” (Y/N) whispered to Hunter, pulling him down for a gentle kiss. They pulled away from Hunter and placed their forehead on his, “You are my wings. Hunter, I love you. Nothing can ever change that. Nothing from the past or in the future. I love you,” They cupped his cheeks in both hands, pulling him closer to them.

Hunter reached up slowly, his fingers gently wrapping around their wrists. He laughed lightly as his worries faded away. Every insecurity melted away into nothing when he was with (Y/N).

“I love you, (Y/N),” He whispered to them gently. (Y/N) pulled him into another kiss, connecting his lips to theirs.

“I love you, Hunter,” (Y/N) whispered back. The two smiled at each other under the night skies, laying gentle kisses on one another. They covered their faces in soft pecks and their lips in warm kisses. Together they stood, against everything. Together, under the glowing stars in each others arms.

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A/N I LITERALLY ALMOST FELL OFF MY BEAD JUST NOW AJHJSVGHHJJ

Anyways, thank you so o so so much for requesting and for being patient! I genuinely meant to have this out sooner but I was dog-piled by a million unexpected things. I have this week off of school so HoPeFulLy I can catch up... HoPeFuLlY

anyways, I wanted to mention, I am opening up commissions and animations for HUnter x Reader related stuff. I haven't been able to finish my post on outline/ rules about it but I'll post it here and on my main blog when I can. I'll also be adding some Hunter x Reader art to my future stories so you guys can feel more connected as the reader and visualize it. :)

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