#toh hunter angst

[feathersnflowers]

Idk how i feel about this but I wanted to draw something sad

[sleepingdeath-light]

her ; hunter wittebane

requested by ; anonymous (17/07/22)

word count ; 502

content ; angst, unrequited love, implied huntlow, hanahaki disease

fandom ; the owl house

pairing ; (one sided) hunter wittebane x gender neutral reader

note ; for context yellow hyacinths represent jealousy and sorrow in victorian flower language

note 2 ; potentially a bit dodgy as i’ve never written anything hanahaki related before.

read also on ; ao3

Her smile is the sun; bright and beautiful and broad, spanning from ear to ear and bringing only light and joy to whoever is caught in its invitingly warm glow. Her eyes are olives; endless pools of yellow-green as enchanting as any forest you’ve ever seen, brimming with humour and peace whilst also glinting with golden specs of mischief and determination. Her hair is the ocean; the one that humans talk of with equal parts reverence and fear, messy and wild but also beautiful and soft to the touch — tangles of navy tamed by bands as green as her eyes that you can’t help but want to run your fingers through. She is beautiful in the same way that nature is beautiful, she’s powerful and graceful and messy and determined — a force that could bring you to your knees just as easily as she could lift you to your feet and help you reach new heights. The best witch you’ve ever known.

No wonder he loves her so much.

Hell you love her too, love her as dearly as you’ve loved any other friend, and you know that they’re both so happy together and you should be happy for them but you aren’t. You aren’t happy, can’t even bring yourself to fake a smile when you see them arm in arm, and you hate yourself for it. They’re your best friends, but you can’t even bring yourself to see them anymore because you’re not her.

She’s powerful and beautiful and outgoing and confident — and you’re just you.

She’s the ocean, rough tides and quiet waters and all, — and you’re just you.

She has forests in her eyes and the sun in her smile and birds in her laugh — and you have bloody flower petals in your teeth and thorns in your lungs.

Sickly gangrenous yellow speckled with green bile and clumps of blood as they slide over your tongue and stick to your gums. Wilted and torn as you chew them up and swallow them down whenever they approach you, biting back stems whilst you bite back tears as you offer hollow ‘congratulations’ to whatever it was they were saying — barely able to speak or breathe because of the tangle of plant matter climbing up your throat. Throwing them up later into a bush, heaving and choking and gasping between heaves as you stick your fingers down your throat and try to pull them out — slicing your fingers on the thorns as you tug and staining them yellow.

You used to be on the plant track, back at Hexside, and you’ve never been able to master flowering plants — not like her, she was a protege — and the irony of your condition hits you and you almost laugh. Something between a chuckle and a wheeze as you fold like a piece of paper and spew out a new wave of green and red and yellow onto your clothes.

She got everything and you got your hyacinths.

No wonder he loves her so much.

[kasspergh]

shitty doodle

[jellybe-gets-creative]

Oh the Golden Child.

(Poor Hunter :( but I got a new water color brush and I am amazed how good I can draw with them?)

[honestlyobsessed]

[solifelessblog]

Dadrius Week Day 7: Relax

Taking some time together to relax @sergeantsporks

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Please reblog, don’t repost :)

[lucent-roase]

he feels ashamed for yelling at her maybe (interpret this doodle as you may i just wanted Hunter to be sad)

[pincushionx]

I love you

I wonder if he ever said those words. If he ever said it back. Likely no.

I’ve had these two in my head for a bit. I must confess their relationship in the show is something that has intrigued me like no other and is something I seek in the fandom. In my time in consuming media, specifically cartoons, you often see unhealthy or abusive relationships. It’s fairly common now. But Belos and Hunter will always be the most visceral to me.

Hunter seeking comfort in Belos will always be the best angst. Hunter is my favorite character but in a way so is Belos. I have a love hate relationship with that hag.

[avephelis]

silly au where hunter can also see the other golden guards but all they do is annoy him

[nikolutke]

(cw: blood) Remember that little period of time after the finale trailer dropped? Those HARDCORE fan theories about the puppet/nightmare scene? I miss that

Original Post Date: 04/08/2023

[feathersnflowers]

i don't know how to caption this so um yeah I drew him sad again

[loganexee]

Take some hunter angst :)

[kasspergh]

I feel like shit so she will feel like shit with me

[jc-martin-og]

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Every time I look at this drawing since I finished it, I keep wondering how deranged my head is to have come up with such an angsty idea at 3 am, while listening to Bohemian Rhapsody on loop 😂😭

I'll be completely honest, while it didn't end up looking the way I had envisioned it, I still like the overall result. I feel like this is the kind of drawing that would've been more visually impacful from a more skilled artist 💛🗡️🩸

[noodlev2d-gorillazfan]

I can only imagine Darius’ thought process here tbh.

Imagine finding the person you see as your son, who was already extremely scarred both physically and mentally, after like 2-3 months when he was trapped in an entirely different realm, and he’s covered in scars, his hair is longer, and you have no idea what he’s been through.

But hey at least he complimented the wolf shirt, he has good taste I can see

[kihteyu]

If Hunter was pulled out of the ground as a toddler and Golden Guard by the time he was 16, then imagine how young he was when he was first forced into scout training. What age did Hunter’s childhood end? How old was he when he scaled that mountain? Were any of the other scouts hesitant to spar with him when he was half their height? I imagine child soldiers aren’t really as stigmatized on the Boiling Isles but did that still apply when it was a ten year old in a mask that kept slipping off his head because it was still a little too big? A cape he kept tripping over because it was still a little too long? Did anyone see that little, magicless boy trying to fight alongside adults and think anything was wrong with it but was forced to keep their mouth shut because it was the Emperor’s will? Did anyone care? Did anyone think to ask their god why he needed children to fight his battles?