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writing-fanics ¡ 2 years ago
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✦ Hunter X Collector!Reader ✦
[Chapter One: It Takes Time]
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[a/n: reader is the older sister to the collector, hunter maybe out of character but even if he is it makes for great moments here]
Everyone is seated at the dining room table, and Camila looks at everyone as she takes in everything she's just heard. "Okay, so in the Demon Realm, you fought the evil Emperor Belos who turned into a monster..." She says, looking at everyone.
"Well, he started out human." Gus added, "Right, but he was defeated by a newer, smaller bad guy?" She asked, still taking it all in. She never expected such a world and things to actually exist.
"The Collector." Willow said, and [Y/n] could feel everyone looking at her when she said that, so she brought her knees to her chest. Placing the hood on her robe over her head, hiding her face from everyone.
"We don't know what he is or how Belos found him," Willow added, looking over at Camila. Luz looked up panicked, "Who knows if we'll ever figure that out?! But they're creating a lot of chaos." Luz says, panicked. "We have to do whatever it takes to get back," Amity says, placing her hand on Luz's shoulder.
Camila looks at them, "And you will. But for now, you should all rest. You're all safe here." She says, to them and [Y/n] just keeps her head down. She felt unease in the house as if she didn't belong like no one wanted her here knowing she too is a collector.
It was while everyone was settling down, she went outside and to the side of the house. She sniffled, as hugged her knees to her chest. She didn’t blame them for not trusting her. Why should they? She’s a collector they’ve seen firsthand what her younger sibling is capable of, what they’re capable of being collectors, yet, why does it hurt so much? Is she trying too hard? Not trying hard enough? What is she doing wrong? Is she the problem?
Tears brimmed her eyes, as she stared at the ground. Hugging her knees tighter as her mind wandered. “Maybe, I don’t deserve their trust.” She mumbled, sniffling as she stared at the ground. Watching, as a single butterfly landed on the grass in front of her.
“You okay?” A voice asked, from around the corner of the house. She quickly, wiped away her tears and turned towards the voice, Hunter. She stayed silent, hugging her knees to her chest and turning her head away from him.
He sat down next to her, “Having, trouble making friends Huh?” He asked, and stayed quiet but he could hear her faintly mumble something into her knees.
“I had trouble too.” He said, looking at the ground he could’ve sworn he noticed her looking at him then, looking back towards the ground.
“At the time I never interacted with anyone the same age as me.” He said, and she slowly turned to look at him. “Making, I struggled a lot it took time for me to let them in and open up.” He said, just as a little cardinal landed on his lap.
She turned to look towards the bird, “But, if it wasn’t for Flapjack here.” He said, gently petting the bird. “I wouldn’t have the friends I have now.” He said, and she looked at him slowly lifting her head.
“Even with Flapjack, it still took time and even still I messed up sometimes. But eventually,” He said, as Flapjack flew towards her and landed on her lap.
Chirping at her she smiled, and gently petted the small bird. “You’ll have friends that’ll stick with you forever.” He said, and she turned towards him smiling softly.
“So, it just takes time?” She asked, and he nodded she smiled softly looking at him.
“Time..” She whispered, she’s been around for centuries probably even longer. Leaning her head against the side of the house, “I’ve been around for centuries, and yet not once, has anyone wanted to be my friend.” She said, looking at him and he looks at her sadly.
She turned her head towards him and smiled, "Thanks, Hunter." She said, and he smiled back at her. She watched as he got onto his feet and reached out his hand for her to take. She bit the corner of her lip and took his hand. Standing to her feet, tripping slightly but being caught by Hunter. Her heart skipped, a beat as she looked up at him her cheeks turning a slight tint of red. Before standing back up and smiling, he leads her back inside the Noceda household.
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For [Y/n], it took her a while to finally befriend everyone. But eventually, they trusted her and realized she was different than her younger sibling. When that day came [Y/n] smiled.
[Y/n]'s eyes widened as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hands gripped the new clothes on her body, every bit of it an extension of herself and a hint towards her title as a collector. the mixture of light and dark purples, with hints of white, and black.
She opened the door, smiling cheerfully, with a toothy grin. Camila smiled softly, seeing everyone in clothes that suited them. [Y/n] noticed, Hunter wearing a costume matching Flapjack and she couldn't help but smile. Seeing how adorable he looked in the costume.
wait? did she just call Hunter adorable?! her cheeks turned a slight tint of red.
[Y/n] was walking down the hallway toward Luz's bedroom, when she walked passed the bathroom. Looked down, and noticed strands of blonde hair on the ground. Curious she opened the door, wondering what was going on. She froze for a moment seeing a flustered Hunter, struggling to cut his hair.
Sweat ran down his cheeks as he turned to look at her. His eyes widened when seeing her standing in the doorframe. She smiled, at him and told him to sit on the toilet so she could help him. She picked up the scissors and took a few strands of hair, and started cutting. Hunter, had a blush on his face the entire time as she helped him cut his hair.
Hunter placed the jumper cable onto the door knob of the abandoned house. He turned back towards his friends, giving them the thumbs up. While, Gus, Amity, Willow, and Hunter's palismen. Where hamster wheels help charge, and hopefully create a portal to get back home.
Once, the signal was given they started running except Gus' palisman. Everyone watched as a portal began to form at the door but eventually exploded and turned into fire completely disintegrating the door. Everyone stared at it in shock and sadness. Gus ran over waving a fire extinguisher but Vee came up behind him. Taking it out of his hand, squeezing the nozzle aiming it at the fire, and extinguishing it. Luz looked down devastated that it didn't work.
[Y/n] eyes sparkled with wonder as she stared at the rain. Reaching her hand out to touch the droplets that fell from the sky, she chuckled softly, feeling one land in the palm of her hand. She had seen rain before but it was always deadly kind. Just as she was about to step outside. Hunter appeared beside her shaking his head, as he looked outside at the rain curiously.
Until Gus appeared behind knocking him down into the mud. [Y/n] had fallen as well landing on Hunter's waist, her cheeks turned red. As she looked towards him, but snickered seeing his entire head covered in mud the snail added an extra touch.
Willow smiled, seeing her friends having fun for once finally able to have a breather, despite the situation they were in. Camila stood beside her and handed her a Polaroid camera to take a picture of the moment, and she did.
. °•★|•°∵ ∵°•|☆•° .* Next Night . °•★|•°∵ ∵°•|☆•° .*
[Y/n] brought her knees to her chest, as she looked up at the stars in the sky. She missed, her home among the stars. She couldn't stand her younger sibling and what he was doing to the Boiling Isle. All because he wanted to play a game? But she'll never forgive their older siblings the archivists for what they did to her.
"I'll never forgive them for what they did?" She mumbled, into her knees. "Aren't you cold?" a voice asked, and she turned around and noticed, Hunter, walking out with a blanket and holding two cups of hot chocolate.
"Camila, saw you sitting outside and wondered if you were cold." He said, and she smiled softly as he walked over towards her. Handing her the mug, and her eyes sparkled looking at the warm contents in the mug. Seeing, the white marshmallows floating at the top.
"Thanks," She said, and he looked away slightly his cheeks turning red. He then placed, the blanket down beside her and was about to walk back inside, before she stopped him. "Hey, wanna stargaze with me?" She asked, sheepishly she could've sworn her voice cracked slightly. Why is her heart racing all of a sudden? Why did it feel like butterflies were in her stomach?
"U-um, sure." He said, cheeks bright red as he turned and walked back towards her, sitting down beside her. Taking a sip of the hot chocolate. "Surprisingly, your constellations in the Boiling Isles, are quite the same as the ones in the human realm." She said, smiling looking at him. Despite the fact that her heart was pounding against her chest rapidly.
She brought the mug to her lips, took a sip and her eyes sparkled. At how delicious it tasted, Hunter couldn't help but smile seeing this. "Oh, see that one ursa major and ursa minor?" she asked, looking at him as she pointed up at the night sky. "That's in the boiling isles as well," she said, smiling.
Her cheeks, went red revealing she accidentally placed her hand over his hand. She wanted to disappear back into the stars at this moment, both hunter and her locked eyes for a moment. Before looking away from each other embarrassed. "Um, so ah, whats It like being a collector?" He asked, and she looked at him and shrugged her shoulders.
"It's ah, okay, i guess. If you like being alone forever not having any friends and if you do, watchingthemdiecauseyourbasicallyan immortalbeing." She rambled, and he looked at her and she stopped for a moment and looked at him. "Sorry, that's the one thing I know I'll have to live with." She said, looking down.
"Watching the ones you love fade away with time?" He asked, and she nodded sadly. "Well, that's a long way away so you don't have to worry about that." He said, and she shook her head, "100 years is a blink in an eye for me." She said, looking into the cup of hot chocolate.
"I don't wanna be alone again," She said, tears brimming her eyes, and he knew that one day she'd still be alive and he, Luz, Willow, will all be gone. She wouldn't have anyone else to call her friend. Hunter placed the mug onto the grass and held up his pinkie finger. "What're you doing?" She asked, and he smiled looking at her, "I promise, that I'll stay with you for as long as I can." He said, blushing as he looked at her and she stared at him in shock.
"You making a promise with a collector huh?" She said, smiling mischievously, "I accept," She said, blushing as she wrapped her pinkie around his. Pulling away, she wrapped the blanket around them both blushing profusely, as they looked up at the stars. Hunter hesitantly leans his head onto her shoulder and her heart skips a beat. She smiles, and continues to tell him about the stars, and what it was like for her living amongst them.
End Chapter [Part One]
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the-s1lly-corner ¡ 11 months ago
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THE GRAND MASTERLIST, Volume 1
Welcome to the Masterlist! I don't think I need to put much introduction here; but I will say this! There will be multiple Masterposts because it seems there is a maximum number of links you can have in a tumblr post, so I will need to divide everything up! Not to worry, I will let you guys know what fandoms are contained in each list as not to confuse anyone! If you are ever curious on what fandoms I still write for please refer to my pinned! Near the bottom is a list of fandoms I've written for as well as their statuses!
THIS LIST CONTAINS ALL OF MY SPOT/JONATHAN OHNN HCS, MY PRINCIPAL BUMP HCS, ALL OF MY FRAN BOW HCS, AND MY OVERWATCH HCS AS OF ROUGHLY OCTOBER OF 2024
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SPIDERVERSE (its all spot LMAO):
Spot x cheerleader!reader
Jon Ohnn x coworker!reader
Spot x autistic!reader
Jealous and clingy hcs for Spot/Ohnn
Jon Ohnn x spiderperson!reader
Showering Jon in affection
Complimenting Spot
Spot x fem!reader
Spot x AFAB/trans!reader
Antics w/ Jon n reader
Spot x reader w/ facial dysmorphia
Spot comforting a self conscious reader
Hands to Hold (Spot x reader)
Spot x reader who loves touch
Jon x reader who gets cuteness aggression
Dad!Spot/Jon
Jon x pregnant!reader
Reader getting Spot a dog
Going on dates w/ Jon
Spot x criminal!reader
One bed trope w/ Jon
Prompts 1-5 with Spot
FRAN BOW:
Cleaning Itwards hands
Random thing #6/more hand cleaning
Random thing #9/kissing itward hcs
Itward x baker!reader who also does plant stuff
Itward propaganda
Itward and reader raising Fran
Matchmaking (Itward x reader)
Fran, Itward, and Mr Midnight x anthro!cat!reader
General Itward hcs
Itward comforting the reader
Compliments to the Mechanic (you guessed it, more Itward x reader)
Itward x sick!stubborn!reader
Itward building a robot child
Itward x reader whos growing up (platonic)
Itward and reader getting married
Perfect date w/ Itward
Itward x silly fella!powerful!reader (platonic)
Itward x teen!reader (platonic)
Valentine's w/ Itward
Itward infodumping on the reader
Itward x sick!reader (again but they're not stubborn)
H I J for itward
Songs that remind me of itward
General palontras hcs
Itward x reader on their period
Remor x tsundere!reader
THE OWL HOUSE (spoiler, its all bump)
Principal Bump HCs VOL. 1
Principal Bump x Sick!Reader
Coworkers w/ Principal Bump
Dates w/ Bump!
Cupping Bumps face thought
More Bump hcs
Holding Bumps hand
Sick!Bump x reader
Cuddling hcs w/ Bump
Valentines w/ Bump
First date w/ Bump
Bump x overworked!reader
Bump x reader who struggles w/ sleep
Bump after a rough day
Domestic Bump
Bump x reader on their period
"I miss my spouse, Faust" shitpost
Bump x reader w/ plushies
"Why does your partner call you babygirl, Bump?" shitpost
Bump x reader who works at a different school
Bump x reader w/ stress and anxiety
Bump entering the human world for the first time
Bump getting a love letter from a secret admirer
Jealous!Bump hcs
Reader holding Bumps face shitpost
Games w/ Bump
Bumps art skills
Bump snacks
Sleepy Bump
Bump and Ghibli films
Bumps pets
Bump and social media
Bumps bedtime routine
Bump first kiss hcs
Bump field trip hcs
Retirement w/ Bump
More hcs of Bump going to the human realm
VP bump x reader who has chronic pain
flufftober day 14 trapped w/ bump
OVERWATCH:
Zenyatta x reader hc
Zenyatta kissing the reader hcs
Zen and Ram steaming + reader buffing out scrapes n dents
Reader shorter than Zenyatta
Hanzo and Cassidy x shy!crush!reader
Zenyatta and hands
Junkrat x stoic!cold!reader
Heat signatures (Zen x reader)
Junkrat x reader who uses sign language!
Junkrat and Roadhog x chubby!reader
Zen and Ram + heartbeats
Reader cleaning Rams hands
flufftober day 13 hand holding w/ zenyatta
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rainynightmoonlight ¡ 2 years ago
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Hunter angst?? The main idea is basically everyone got a happy ending, except the "right person, wrong time" character. And that character would be y/n?
It's not my time (TOH Hunter x M! Reader)
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Apologies if this isn't what you wanted exactly but it was the best I could think of! Also sorry for the cliffhanger.
Characters: Hunter
CW: Angst, Internalized homophobia (from hunter)
Theme: Hunter Angst
Reader: Male reader
A/U: None
Premise: Hunter loves Y/n but he has no room for a relationship, or well he's not ready for one
THIS IS SFW BUT ANGSTY
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It was hard for him to realize why his heart felt the way it did. Why it would pound louder and beat faster than normal, Hunter couldn’t place a word for it. At first he thought he was dying when he saw him. The boy that changed Hunter’s whole world view, it was odd. Hunter soon fell in love with the feeling that he felt when he saw that h/c haired boy walk by his jurisdiction that Hunter was in charge of.
It was hard for Hunter not to watch that boy walk by. But with that love and admiration for this boy, whom Hunter didn’t even know the name of, came sadness. Hunter often rationalized a lot of his thoughts when it came to this boy. Often thinking of the pros and cons of even introducing himself to this mysterious boy that has seemed to capture his heart.
Hunter often spent a lot of sleepless nights over thinking a whole interaction between this boy and how it would go. However, any time Hunter tried to confront this boy either Hunter would become really harsh as if he were talking to someone breaking the law or he would chicken out and just apologize. Hunter did learn of this boy's name though, and it was thanks to Luz.
It was during the first time Hunter met Luz, during the Selkidomus hunt. Y/n did go with Luz during this, and Hunter had taken capture of the boy along with King as a way to get what Belos needed. Y/n didn’t talk much but Hunter did oddly enjoy the boy's company. This was when Hunter’s feelings for Y/n developed. It was weird for him to take such interest in someone that wasn’t Belos and much less a human.
A human that wasn’t from Hunter’s world. That was one of the downfalls of his crush. However Hunter didn't even place it to be a crush at the time. Only ever thinking of the feelings that Y/n caused was admiration or some sort of feeling that was the same. Hunter knew that Y/n wouldn’t stay forever, much less stay in the Boiling Isles with him.
Hunter spent his days in daydreams of Y/n and what might happen if he even just said hi. All he wanted was to befriend Y/n. So why couldn’t he? What was stopping him? He always wondered and berated himself for becoming so scared about even just interacting with Y/n.
He was the golden guard. He’s fought monsters that were bigger and stronger than him. But his weakness was this h/c h/l boy. It made no sense to Hunter. And he really couldn’t go to anyone for answers, other than Luz. He wasn’t on good terms with the girl however.
So in all Hunter was alone. He was alone and he couldn’t find a way to go about even befriending Y/n. Y/n however, always admired Hunter. That admiration settled when he talked to the blonde a bit during his short time of being captured. Hunter somehow opened up to Y/n, even when he was a stranger to the boy.
It was odd for the two. Y/n learned about Hunter’s dedication to Belos and seemingly managed to understand that Hunter really couldn’t discover himself as a person during his time as the Golden Guard. Y/n learned that Hunter was just a blind follower and made himself to be whatever the others wanted him too.
It hurt Y/n a bit, he could only guess how old Hunter was just by his height alone. Y/n had never initiated any conversation so as not to disturbed the working Hunter. This displeased the blond guard a great deal. What hurt Hunter the most though was seeing Y/n with someone else.
Someone who wasn’t him.
It was a normal sunny day in the Boiling Isles, chaos was everywhere and there were wild witches to catch. Hunter was tasked with this near the town center. Just his luck because this was where he saw Y/n most of the time.
Today was going to be the day he was going to say hi and introduce himself. No more running away. No more being a coward. Here and now Hunter was going to befriend Y/n. His body stiffened when he heard a familiar voice.
“Oh yeah! I love doing that!”
Hunter felt his face heating up. What was this? Hunter felt weird that even hearing the melodic tone of Y/n’s voice had caused such a reaction from him. This wasn’t normal. The very few times Belos told him stories of love it wasn’t like this.
This sort of guilt settled in his heart. Hunter had turned around to find the familiar boy he had been seeing in the area for a long time now, even after the small capture. It was as if fate was giving him something good after years of torment, but with that good feeling settled more guilt. But then he heard an unfamiliar voice that followed Y/n’s. 
“It had me rolling over on my side! That’s how funny it was!”
Hunter ignored whoever was speaking to Y/n. They weren’t important in his mind. He was wracking his brain to find an answer for his feelings, for why he was acting like this. This jealousy in him wasn’t uncommon but the reason for it was new.
He didn’t expect to have fallen so hard for a human that wasn’t even from this world. So much so that there was this possessiveness in him for Y/n. He wasn’t even sure why he felt this way.
What made Y/n so likable to Hunter?
That question in his mind was the least of his worries. He was in love with Y/n! It didn’t feel right to him. He was making himself sick. But this sickness didn’t stem from his thoughts on him liking another boy. No. It was from the one who cared for him most of his life.
Belos.
Belos put this self hate in Hunter, even when he tried his hardest Belos seemed to never be pleased. With those thoughts of not being good enough for Belos added to the thoughts of Y/n didn’t work well.
Under his mask Hunter was crying. Tears welled up in his red eyes, his vision blurring in the process. Y/n noticed a familiar figure that he had grown to be able to recognize from anywhere. Hunter froze as he saw Y/n walking up to him. 
‘Why now?’
Hunter’s mind was close to exploding. He didn't want to misplace this anger and hate to Y/n. So he did what he said he wasn't going to do. He ran. He ran from the one person who made him feel so many good things.
He blamed Y/n for how he made him fall in love with him. Part of Hunter wanted to hold Y/n's hand but those thoughts were suppressed. He couldn't go to any one, he didn't want to be labeled as something unpleasant.
Y/n was left alone. It would be a lie if he didn't admit that he was a bit hurt. The friend Y/n was walking with had approached him.
"Hey you okay dude?"
Y/n didn't respond. He only stared to where Hunter had ran away.
'What am I doing wrong?'
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blauu ¡ 6 months ago
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the fandom is dead now but... amity discovers human world rain
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redraw of this old art that kinda did numbers at the time:
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marionette-j2x ¡ 11 months ago
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"Towards The Sun"
(A little advice, try to turn up your brightness for the last page. Can you see it? :3)
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!! ❤️🫵🥰😘
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BUY ME A MILO COFFEE?
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smallpapers ¡ 2 years ago
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thank you for loving me
(Edit: now available as a print!)
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jeansvoid ¡ 11 months ago
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Redraw of an old, old fan art haha
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piftamere ¡ 10 months ago
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tugging on heartstrings
summary : as an aspiring solo artist, you dream of making it big in the music industry. With your talent and determination, you find yourself entangled in a web of romantic pursuits, rumors and betrayal. Will you emerge unscathed and manage to navigate your love life in the chaos of fame?
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tags : smau with written parts, band au, fluff, humor, angst
pairings : gojo satoru x f!reader, maki zenin x f!reader, megumi fushiguro x f!reader | multiple endings
warnings : swearing, suggestive, alcohol, smoking, bad communication?, not healthy relationships?, characters have flaws basically, all characters are aged up
status : over!!
started : march 9th 2024
schedule : i'll try twice a week but no promises <3
taglist : closed
dividers by cafekitsune
[disclaimer: the way y/n is depicted is just for the outfits and poses and isn't meant to show how the reader actually looks like, she can look however you want her to :) ]
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introductions !!
y/n's group - groupies ♡ - others
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chap 1 - daddy's mad
chap 2 - traitor
chap 3 - finally
part 4 - douchebag
part 5 - stunned (written portion)
part 6 - just us?
part 7 - business investment
part 8 - too soon?
part 9 - cute
part 10 - just friends
part 11 - girls night
part 12 - watch it
part 13 - shitting my pants
part 14 - interrupted (written portion)
part 15 - famefucker
part 16 - coward
part 17 - over and under
part 18 - god u suck
part 19 - just say the word
part 20 - an invitation
part 21 - because of him
part 22 - out of the blue (written portion)
part 23 - something stupid (written portion)
part 24 - i could bark at them
part 25 - i swear
part 26 - for your new boyfriend
part 27 - not my fault
part 28 - information (written portion)
part 29 - i think i fucked up
part 30 - 24 hours too late (written portion)
part 31 - the right time (written portion)
part 32 - 21 years
part 33 - painfully obvious
part 34 - one step at a time (written portion)
part 35 - you're right
part 36 - wish me luck
part 37 - emergency contact
the end
maki ☆ megumi ☆ satoru
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c0sm1c-c01nc1dence ¡ 9 months ago
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Red
✧ Pairing: Hunter x human!reader ✧
✧ Content/warnings: Soulmate AU, takes place during season 3, use of the word ‘damn’ once, the title is bland and I’m sorry, Hunter and the reader are both dorks, first post on here!! ✧
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The “rules” for soulmates, as it were, were pretty straightforward. You see everything in the color of your soulmates eyes. Once you make eye contact with them you can see in full, proper colors. Seems simple enough, doesn’t it? Well, not for you, it wasn’t.
You, for the past sixteen or so years of your life, had been seeing nothing but red. Different shades, thank god, but red nonetheless. And to be frank, you were getting pretty damn fed up with it. The thing is that no one naturally has red eyes. And you would know; you’ve googled it maybe a thousand times already.
So you were fairly certain you didn’t have a soulmate, and this was all some cruel joke from the universe. But life marches on, so there’s no time to dwell on that, is there?
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Another day at Gravesfield’s high school, bland as ever. At least until you caught a glance at your friend Luz. Rather, former friend. She’d been acting weird ever since she came back from that ‘reality check’ camp. And not standard Luz weird, no— she’d been avoiding you since then. Acting like she didn’t know you at all whenever you approached her, not to mention her sudden lack of interest in anything she used to like. The Good Witch Azura books, most notably.
So, needless to say, you were a bit surprised at her new look. Curly hair, a new scar over her eyebrow, and a general air of seasonal depression about her. Even though your recent interactions hadn’t gone so smoothly, you couldn’t help but ask. You were still allowed to care about her.
“Luz?” You called out from down the school hallway. She turned her head in your direction, and you could practically see the stars in her eyes when she saw you. She ran towards you, almost tackling you in a hug. Stumbling backwards, you hesitantly returned the gesture. “Good to see you too?” You awkwardly pat her back, unsure of what to do at the moment.
“Y/N, I am so glad to see you! Oh, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” She backed away and wiped a small tear from her eye.
“We saw each other yesterday, though?” You chuckled, still perplexed by this whole situation. “Seriously, what’s going on? You’re kinda acting like you just came back from war right now.” Her face fell slightly, but her smile quickly returned.
“Meet me at my house once school’s done, ok? I have… a lot to tell you.” You nodded, and watched her just walk away casually after that interaction.
“Cool. Good talk, I guess?”
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“So, if I’m following,” You began, now in the Noceda family’s living room. “You didn’t go to summer camp, but instead spent several months in a fantasy world, and the Luz I’ve been interacting with is actually a shape-shifting basilisk.” You pointed to Vee, who nodded shyly. “And in this fantasy world you became a witch, made a bunch of new friends, and got a girlfriend.” You left out the details involving Belos and the Collector, deciding that you didn’t need to recap whatever nonsense was going on there.
“Yeah, actually. You’re handling this surprisingly well.” Luz noted.
“I think I’m still in shock, to be honest.” You laugh a bit in disbelief. You couldn’t begin to comprehend what she’d been through during those months, and you kind of didn’t want to. “So, more importantly, do I get to meet these new people?” You questioned, and her face brightened.
“Of course! They’re upstairs, so let me go get them and I’ll be right back.” You waited downstairs with Vee, exchanging basic small talk. She apologized for the whole ‘impersonating one of your few friends’ thing, which was nice of her. Eventually Luz came back, new friends and girlfriend following behind her.
“Alright! Everyone this is Y/N.” You gave a polite wave, quickly scanning over the group. “Y/N, this is Willow, Gus, Amity, and Hunter.” You got a proper look at all of them as she said their names, your eyes landing on the blond last. Wait a minute, blond?!
As it would turn out, when you made eye contact with Hunter you could suddenly see a lot more colors. He clearly noticed this as well, as a light blush was present on his cheeks and ears. You could feel some heat rise to your own face as well.
“Y/N, is everything okay?” Luz asked, noticing your stunned silence.
“I, uh…” you stumbled over your words like an idiot, still staring at him. Saving what little dignity you had left, your phone dinged from your pocket. Checking the notification, you gave an awkward smile and held it up to the group. “Oh! You know what, that’s my dad. He probably wants me home for dinner!” You put your phone back in your pocket, and began approaching the door. “I’ll see you guys later, okay, bye!”
You got the words out as quickly as you could, and bolted as soon as the door was open. You ran back to your house, face still flushed from embarrassment and being generally flustered, leaving a room full of witches (and one human) awfully confused.
“Hunter, what was that about?” Willow asked, as he still stared at the spot where you once were.
“Um- good question.”
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Later that day, Hunter knocked on the door to Luz’s bedroom.
“Come in.” She said idly, distracted by whatever she had been playing on her Switch. He entered her room, hands anxiously fidgeting at his sides. There wasn’t a particularly easy way to say this, so he just bit the bullet.
“So, you know the whole thing with your soulmate, and how you’ll only see in their eye color until you make eye contact?”
“Yeah?” She encouraged, curiosity evident in her tone.
“Well, it’s possible that maybe, perhaps, Y/Nismysoulmate.”
“What?!” She immediately paused her game, and whipped around to face him. “Really?! Tell me everything!” She sat on the ground and patted the spot next to her, encouraging him to sit down. He did so, face red from having to explain the whole ordeal.
“There’s nothing to tell! I used to only see e/c, I looked at them, now I can see every color, and they— I always thought your hair was black, by the way— and they just ran away!” As Luz sat and processed this information, Hunter continued thinking out loud. “Did they not like me or something? Is it because I’m from the Boiling Isles?” He questioned, grabbing the pointed tips of his ears. Cutting his rambling short, Luz spoke up.
“No, I don’t think so. They were always interested in fantasy like I was. Maybe they were just a bit overwhelmed?” She suggested. He sighed.
“I guess that could have been it.” He said, though the anxiety was still clear on his face.
“Hey, how about I try to get them to come over this weekend? You guys can talk about it then.” He nodded, and watched her grab her phone to message you. Titan, he hoped she was right about this.
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A few days had gone by since the whole incident with Hunter. You had been avoiding him since then, though you honestly weren’t sure why. If you had to, though, you’d say it was probably out of shock. I mean, you were convinced you didn’t have a soulmate for years. And now this incredibly good-looking boy comes in from another realm, and he’s supposedly perfect for you? It’s absurd!
Though it was also worry. How would a relationship between the two of you even work out? He’d have to go home eventually, and you probably couldn’t come with him. Maybe he wouldn’t even like you after the way you left the other day, and he’d reject you before you even had a chance. That’d put a quick and easy end to all this.
You’d been really sick of the color red these past couple days. You usually were, but now it was for an entirely different reason.
Though you couldn’t avoid your problems forever, despite your best efforts. Luz had invited you over for a board game night to celebrate the two of you reuniting. And, well… who were you to say no?
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The day finally came, and it had been going relatively well so far. No one else seemed to know what had happened or why you left that first time you came over. Though you and Hunter had been carefully dancing around each other the whole time. It seemed neither of you were equipped to talk about your feelings at the moment. But were you really ever?
Eventually you saw him slip out the front door. With a sigh, you decided to finally face the problem. No use in stalling any more than you already have. After telling Luz that you were going outside for a moment, you stepped out and saw Hunter sitting on the steps leading to the front door. He turned around at the noise, and immediately turned back the other way when he saw it was you. Wordlessly, you sat down next to him. After a moment, he finally broke the silence.
“You look really nice.” You glanced at him, and saw the pink dusting his face. You smiled at the way his blush would spill out onto his ears.
“Thanks, but I’m not really wearing anything special.”
“I know,” He continued, finally meeting your eyes. “I just mean, like- you look nice. You’re really cute.”
“Oh.” You said, quite simply, now blushing a bit as well. You looked at the ground beneath you, pondering how exactly to go about this. “So, this whole ‘soulmate’ thing, huh?”
“Yeah.” Was all he managed. His hands toyed with his pants, still a bit nervous about this whole ordeal. Unable to find the words he wanted, Hunter just looked out at the surrounding neighborhood for a bit. Eventually, though, he said the one thing that was on his mind at the moment. “So… what do we do now?”
“Well, if I may suggest something scandalous?” His blush deepened at your words, but quickly faded as he watched you intertwine your hand with his own.
“Wow, and we’re not even married yet.” He joked. You put your free hand up defensively.
“I know, I know! What can I say, I like to live on the edge.” He laughed, and you silently basked in the sound. You set your eyes on the sky above you, a handful of stars already visible in the late evening’s light. Maybe red isn’t half bad after all.
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childlikegoblinqueen ¡ 11 months ago
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Thank you @raystel for this sweet commission piece! It’s kind of “The Calm Before the Storm” of Thank You Consequence which is a Huntlow, Veesha, Lumity, and Noceda family focused first Thanksgiving story set in Sweet Child Universe.
👉Link if you’ve not read it yet! 👈
I kind of loved this one.
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mocking-the-bird ¡ 5 months ago
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bet you didn't see that coming
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writing-fanics ¡ 2 years ago
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⁂ starry eyed ⁂
✦ Hunter X Collector!Reader ✦
[Chapter Five: Watching and Dreaming]
previous chapter
[Y/n] smiles, as she sits up happy the war is over, watching as the sun shines between the clouds. She looked down at a puddle of water, and her reflection stared back at her, and her eyes were no longer that of the same as her brother. But, [e/c] and her hair was now, [h/c], and the purple batch on her face no longer there.
‘And that's how we saved the Boiling Isles.’
In the forest where the red pine trees are to be placed horizontally. A bird perches on one horizontally.’Well, as much as we could.’ 
At the Archives, where everyone starts to come out safely. 
‘We were so relieved to see everyone safely released from the Archives. They were spared the worst of it, at least.’
Lilith hands over a puppet Steve to be returned to normal by The Collector. Steve then feels his body and sees Lilith, who offers him a hug. Instead, Steve scoops her into a big hug, much to Lilith and The Collector’s happiness. Inside everyone was reuniting with their families and loved ones. 
with their families and loved ones. 
‘Because of that, everyone got to reunite with their families and loved ones.’
Amity runs over to hug her father, who happily hugs her. “Dad!” Amity laughs happily, Odalia scowling to the side. Gus, looks around for his father worriedly. When he does, he releases several illusions of himself which all approach his father. Once surrounded, Perry tries to hug the first two illusions until he gets to the third one, who turns out to be the real Gus. He picks him up and hugs him as the other illusions disappear. 
Willow looks around for her fathers, accompanied by Hunter. He then suddenly smiles and points to someone. Willow instantly stares in shock and she runs to hug her fathers tight, who then kiss each other after. 
Hunter’s expression returns to gloom as he reaches into his pocket; pulling out the single wolf ear hairclip. He had forgotten to give it to her when they reunited, and something in him told him that he’d never see him again. The moment he saw the tiny stars fall from the sky in the archives, it was just that gut feeling. He looks down sadly, as he looks after realizing no one might be probably waiting for him.
‘And if someone thought they had no one waiting for them, well, they were in for a nice surprise.’ 
Someone suddenly ruffles Hunter’s hair, and he looks towards them in annoyance to reveal Darius and Eberwolf, with an appreciative looks on both of their faces. Darius then points to Hunter’s shirt to which he goes into detail explaining everything while Darius and Eberwolf look on, interested. 
Someone suddenly taps on Hunter’s shoulder, and he looks towards them in annoyance but turns into a look of joy, revealing [Y/n]. Emotions took over and he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her as if her life depended on it. She pulled back from the hug and smiled at him, the excitement of seeing her again and the emotions, just seemed to take over, cause the next moment he crashed his lips on hers. She was taken aback for a moment but slowly melted into the kiss and kissed him back. 
Back in Hexside, everyone celebrates the return of Principal Bump, which is met with applause. His long black hair, which is flowing in the wind, stops to reveal Amelia and Cat, who wave happily. Boscha suddenly pushes through the Blight twins who were in front of her, Edric falling due to his cast, runs over and hugs them, crying.
‘Still, there was a lot of work to be done—’
Various Bonesborough citizens, including Morton, observe all the damage done. Darius and Eberwold, inside the ruined castle, look on at the Titan’s hand, now in its new position. 
‘And not everyone was keen to change things—’ 
Belos’ ruined throne. Vitimir, Terra and Adrian all walk towards it with mischievous looks on their faces. Two big shadows loon over them, revealed to be Darius and Eberwolf. Darius forms his left hand into an abomination fist, seemingly threatening them, as the three coven heads walk away nervously. Vitimit suddenly returns to touch the edge of the throne and it is promptly smashed away by Darius’ abomination hand. 
‘But we were ready to give it a shot. All of us.’
Inside the owl house, Eda fixes the nest as she lays Raine down, then resting by their side. King jumps from behind, plopping into the spot beside Raine as Luz, Eda, and [Y/n] laugh. A blue light suddenly flashes and the gang turns to look at the Collector, followed by a hooded Lilith. The sisters reunite and hug as Camila and Amity, also enter the house. Amity and Luz hugs, and subsequently share a kiss. Camila then nudges Luz’s hand and the two share a hug. 
‘As for The Collector—’
The Collector then approaches King and decides to give him back Francois. King happily hugs Francois as he walks away.
‘he and I made a pinky promise to keep trying our best. He said he had a lot of growing up to do, so he decided to return to the stars.’
[Y/n] looks down at her little brother and hugged him, and he hugged her back “Even though, I’m no longer a Collector, I’m still your big sister.” She said, kissing him on the forehead. King then catches up with the Collector and decided to let him have Francois. He then whispers in The Collector’s ear, which makes him tear up. 
‘No one argued, but I think I heard King whisper, "I hope I see you again.” 
‘We got our happy ending, but I realized something in that moment.’
‘When the Titan had finally passed on, so did the powers of the glyphs.’
But there would be a new adventure.. 
[ four years later ] 
Owlbert flies next to Willow, who is now a professional flyer derby player. Together, they dive into the forest, where Hunter is carving a palisman from palistorm wood to give to Braxas. Willow lands on the ground and surfs on thorny vines. Hunter turns and he has a bluejay on his shoulder. He glances at the Bat Queen and Eda’s parents working in the garden. He catches up with Willow and walks before sliding down a steep incline. Hunter loses his balance and Willow breaks Hunter’s fall, and they are in shock. 
They look to the side and they warmly smile. It is a gravestone for Flapjack, and Willow conjures delicate vines to decorate the gravestone. Hunter and Willow fly off to Bonesborough. They stop at the library, which is in the process of renovation. Mattholomule is seen overseeing the construction, while Kikimore is struggling with the wooden beams. Lilith unfurls her plans for a library wing, and Hooty eagerly watches. 
The wind suddenly picks up and an Abomintaion themed blimp lands in front of them. Amity steps out and hugs Lilith. Lilith then revealed her new harpy form, which resembles a raven. [Y/n] lands on the ground, and holds her staff in her hand while holding a sketchbook in the other. She smiled happily seeing, everyone, and walked towards Hunter kissing him on the cheek.
‘Jasper, stop I’m trying to listen!’
‘Me too, shh be quiet Stella!’ 
Sitting in a chair sat a much older [Y/n] her hair had been cut short, and there was a wedding band around her left ring finger. Closing the picture book in her hands she looked down at the children in front of her. A boy with blonde hair and [e/c] eyes looked at his twin sister with an annoyed look. A girl with [h/c] hair and brown eyes stuck her tongue out her at older twin. [Y/n] shook her head, and watched as her children bickered over them continuously interrupting the story. 
“Knock it off you two,” She said, looking at the twins whose gaze shifted back to their mother, who still held the book in her hands. She opens the book, and was about to continue reading. 
“Mommy?” Stella said, causing her mother to look up from the book. “Yes, sweetie?” [Y/n] said, looking at her daughter. “What, was it like when you kissed daddy?” She asked, and Jasper looked at her disgusted making a barf face. 
[Y/n] chuckled, patting her lap Stella stood up and waddled her way towards her, and she picked her up. “Well, the first thing there was a lot of emotion behind it.” She said, smiling looking down at her daughter, “We hadn’t seen each other in almost a day, and he thought he’d lost me again, and that he’d never see me again.” She said, sadly causing Stella to frown. 
“But, the moment he saw me it was like seeing an old friend after years of being apart. And all that emotion just took over.” She said, recalling it and smiling warmly at the memory. “Then he said I love you?” Stella asked, and [Y/n] shook her head, “Nope, not yet thats my little star.” [Y/n] said, nuzzling her head against Stella’s. “Is a story for another day.” She said, causing Stella to frown. 
“Awe, did I miss storytime?” A voice said, the children looked over towards the doorway, a much older Hunter stood there. “Daddy!” the twins exclaimed, running over to their father he knelt down wrapping his arms around his children. 
“How’s, my little stars?” He asked, Jasper looked at his father happily, “Mommy’s telling us the story of how you and everyone defeated Belos.” She said, and Hunter looked at her, “They’ve been begging me nonstop.” She said, and Hunter just rolled his eyes with a smile. “Plus, they wanted to stay up so they could see you.” she said, smiling and placing a bookmark in the book for later. 
She pushed herself up from the chair, revealing her bump of a stomach. “Now, that you back….Bedtime!” She said, clapping her hands, causing the twins to whine. “Daddy! Can we stay up to finish the story?!” They asked, and Hunter shook his head, “Nope, mom said it’s bedtime.” Hunter said, and they pouted folding their arms across their chest. 
“Plus, mommy needs rest,” Hunter said, gesturing toward their mother’s growing stomach. “But, I’ll finish the story tomorrow,” Hunter said, looking down at the twins whose eyes lit up with joy. 
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the-s1lly-corner ¡ 2 months ago
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Flufftober prompt 14: trapped (Hieronymus Bump)
helloooooooooo bump fans its been a while! prompt list here plot: you and bump get stuck in the teachers lounge together and have to wait for someone to come and help you out! Bump is beginning to regret putting spells on the door to prevent students from sneaking in... notes: reader is gn, reader is a witch and works at hexside though its not said what exactly they do or teach, short fic, neither romantic or platonic you guys are just stuck in the same space word count: 782 cws: none
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What was originally a good idea was quickly turning out to be perhaps one of the worst. After students had been sneaking into the teachers lounge, for one reason or another, Hieronymus had decided it would be a brilliant idea to place some sort of spell on the door to keep them out...
And it was brilliant! Until it backfired, leaving the two of you trapped inside the room with seemingly no chance of getting out anytime soon as any attempt to open the door was fruitless. After another failed attempt, the older man leaned against the door and sighed deeply. He'd already notified an outsider of your shared predicament, leaving the outsider as your only really hope of getting out in a timely manner. He pulled his forehead off of the door, and turned to look at you and offered a pitiful smile and a mumbled apology. He shuffled to one of the seats and took it. You decided to do the same, sitting at the opposite side of the table. You lightly drummed your fingers along the edge of the table before glancing at him.
"For what it's worth, the spell did good to keep the students out," You tried to ease the awkwardness in the air. He offered a half hearted snort, turning to you. "To think I thought myself clever for it," He muttered, still clearly miffed about the situation. His expression softened as he fully turned to look at you, a faint smile pulling itself across his mouth. "Though, I appreciate the statement," He smoothed the sleeves of his robe and folded his hands on the table.
You stopped your drumming, and looked around the room. For all the times you were in here you never really took note of the things inside of it, not including the fridge and vending machine... and of course, the coffee pot that had always seemed to come in clutch during exam weeks. You rolled your eyes at the sight of a pinned note on a board hung up on the wall, you could barely make out the large words from where you sat but it seemed someone was stealing with a food thief. The final bell pulled you back to the present moment, and you wondered for a moment if you'd both be freed before the last of the staff made their way home. You wouldn't need to sleep here on the floor, would you? Your eyes darted to the door, it looked... sturdy, but you could probably blast through it with your magic if you tried hard enough.
Your eyes dart back to Bump, contemplating telling him the idea but you knew in the back of your mind he would shoot it down in an instant. "So did you have any plans this afternoon, I mean before we got stuck," You asked as you lazily gestured your hand in the air before letting it fall. The entire action felt off and did nothing to ease the air. He took a moment before answering, "I just needed to go over some papers... then go home,"
"Makes sense,"
"What about you? I doubt getting stuck in a room was in your plans,"
You thought for a moment, similar to how he did. "I was thinking of just going home and laying down, honestly." You offered a shrug. He chuckled, "That sounds nice right about now, hopefully the-"
Suddenly the door began to rattle in its frame, almost as if someone was putting their entire weight into pushing and pulling it. Within seconds it went from simple rattling to nearly breaking- at least, you thought it was about so. When it seemed to hit its peak, it swung open and slammed against the wall before hanging loosely. On the other side stood another staff member, whether or not it was the same one Bump had spoken to earlier through the door you weren't sure.
"It's about time," Hieronymus spoke as he stood up, lightly clapping his hands together before locking his fingers together. You pushed yourself up out of the chair, ignoring the cracks in the wall the impact of the door left behind. Without wasting a second, you and Bump leave the room behind you and step out into the hallway... you pulled the door shut behind you, hiding the cracks to be discovered the next day. You glanced to Bump, who catches your gaze. You both seemed to share a silent understanding, wordlessly agreeing to never cast spells on doors again to avoid something like this happening in the future. And with that, after a quick apology for the predicament, you part ways to go on with your original plans.
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rainynightmoonlight ¡ 2 years ago
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You should do some owl house HCs, I think it would be very cool! :)
Not sure this is a request or not buutt imma take it that way!
Characters: Luz, Amity, Hunter, Gus, Willow, King, Eda, Lilith
CW: None
Theme: General head cannons being their partner/friend/child
Reader: Gender Neutral
A/U: none
Premise: How you're relationship is with the toh characters (its platonic with king, eda, and lilith) and set before season 3
THIS IS SFW!
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LUZ
The confession was sort of a mutual thing
You two confessed at the same time and it wasn't planned at allq
Luz is the kind of girlfriend to do all the silly things with.
She loves taking you on spontaneous dates and do random activities that don't really make sense
She loves to teach you how to use glyphs
Luz also loves to read her favorite book series with you
Nature dates are her favorite because it just means alone time between you two and nothing to overwhelming
She's great to have around when you're sad
Brings you anything you need
Loves to cuddle you when you're sad or crying
Words of affirmation are her best friend
Sometimes she thinks you're better than her and its a thought she doesn't like having
Will go to you about it though and you two talk it out
Cringy movie marathons are another thing you two would do together
When she's sad, she doesn't tell you on account of showing her feelings is something she struggles with
You do notice her patterns of when she is sad though after a few months of being with her
You confront her about it and help her talk it out
After you both watch silly internet videos and try to see which of your friends is like them the most
Her mom things you're the sweetest ever and loves to talk to you
She thinks of you as like a guard for her daughter emotionally wise
As in you report to her if Luz is feeling upset, only with Luz permission to share though
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AMITY
You were the one who had to make the first move and confess because she didn't know how nor could she bring herself too
She thought you would find her weird at first but was in shock when you told her that you liked her
Amity is the kind of girlfriend who likes to chill at home or in a secluded spot like a library
Physical touch startles her so handholding is a good start for her
When you first kissed her though she lost her mind and tried to think of a reason why you would do that
Amity loves to read to you and tell you stories of her family, mainly Ed and Emira's shenanigans
She doesn't mind any date idea as long as your there with her
If you have pierced ears then you would get matching earrings
You two paint each other's nails and just talk
Amity doesn't know what to do when your sad since she wasn't taught how to healthily deal with them
But she will try and hug you and talk it out
Its hard for her to face you when she finds herself feeling sad
She doesn't want you to think she's weak and make fun or her
But once you catch on you reassure her and comfort her
She finds it weird and self deprecates herself in front of you saying she's weak for making you put up with her
You show her silly cat videos to help her feel better
She tries to deny the fact that it helps her, but it really does
She's afraid of you meeting her family but mostly her mom
You first met her dad and he actually liked you and would vouch for you if you were to meet Amity's mom
Whenever her mom asks about you, Amity sort of panics and tries to avoid her whenever she sees her when your with her
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WILLOW
She actually confessed to you first, but it was accidental
Willow just came up to you and you two started debating who liked who more and she accidentally said she loved you
Both of you were blushing so hard and so you said she won
As a reward she won you as a partner
It was a really cute interaction in all actuality
Forest dates and butterfly gardens are a must for her
She loves to gush about all the different plants that are around you both
She's the kind of girlfriend to just take things very slow and calm taking in consideration your boundaries
Whenever your sad she always brings you bright and color flowers that had silly inspirational quotes Luz gave her
She would also teach you coping skills that helped her
If she's sad, she's not afraid to tell you
She is really open about what is making her upset and you help her talk through it
Sometimes you help her go through the coping skills she taught you
To help her feel better you hold her and tell her how amazing she is
You two are plant parents all the way and you give the plants silly names
Once you named one of her plants Deryl that was when all the silly name saga started
Adores when you call her a witch and shut down any off hand comments about her
Her parents absolutely adore you
She was a bit embarrassed at first because they were telling you stories about when she was a younger kid
Warmed up to you and her parents interacting and loved having you over and talking with them
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GUS
He confessed to you first with Willow's help
It was planned out and sort of excessive but it was the best way he could get his message across
Lots of illusions were used as decorations and words that said "I Like You Y/n!" with firework hearts
You accepted his confession of course and he was over the moon
Gus is the type of boyfriend to want to go to amusement parks and concerts with you
Or just simple Cafes that he finds interesting
It all depends on your mood in all honesty
He loves to show you all his illusions he has been working on and all the goofy things you request becoming a reality
He loves hearing you praise him for all the hard work he has been doing since it's something he sort of needs to hear
Not many tell him that but hearing it from you is so heart warming
When you're sad, he catches on right away
He makes silly little illusions of things that make you giggle
And sometimes mini Guses to remind you how much he cares and loves you
When he's sad its hard to catch
He is sort of a master at hiding his emotions and isolating himself from others so no one can really catch him crying
But when you do find him you are quick to reassure him and help him breathe
He appreciates you greatly for being there and helping him through hard times
Meeting his dad was a tough thing to do
Since Gus's dad seemed to be pretty busy with work, it was hard to catch him on a free day
But once you and his dad did meet, it was an instant click and Gus is glad his dad approves of you
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HUNTER
You had to be the one to confess first
There was no way Hunter would be able to confess to you, especially with his pride
So when Flapjack was pushing Hunter to a place that wasn't near the city he was concerned
But when Hunter saw you he was put at ease
Literally cried when you told him you liked him more than a friend
Hunter is the type of boyfriend who would be happy just with you holding his hand anywhere
No matter where you go, he's content as long as you're there with him
He sometimes get insecure because there isn't much he can show you that is cool magic wise
But when there's a fight and your there, he does show off a bit
His top priority would be protecting you
Whenever you're sad, he is unsure what to do
The only thing he can really do is hug you and just shut down any negative thoughts you have about yourself with compliments
When it comes to him though, he is scared to be sad in front of you
He was taught to hold his emotions in and not be a burden to any one
So when you confront him about it, he just breaks and spills, with much regret of doing so
However you help him calm down and talk about what has been bothering him
You bring him outside to just watch the sky to help him feel better
He is afraid of his uncle finding out abut him being with you
Mainly because of the fear of his uncle hurting you or using you as a manipulative mechanism
So never ever going to meet Belos and he prefers to keep it that way
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KING
Being King's bestest friend means that you are his number one
And being his number one means you being his 2nd in command
He loves when you play with him and give him 100% of your attention
His brain explodes when you actually want to learn about demons
Some one is actually interested and he didn't have to beg them?
He does make you take notes but nothing serious
Just your favorite demon and why
He does get sort of jealous when someone else occupies your time but he has his ways of distracting you
Plan A being throwing Francois at you and asking if you've seen his plush
Plan B would be sitting in your lap and just napping there forcing you to stay there with him
You just giggle at his antics because its not hurting anyone and he just wants your attention
Loves when you include him in your activities
Loves it more when you don't get upset at him for making simple mistakes
Cuddles are a must when you're sad
As well as a tea party with all his henchmen
If its a matter he can't really help with or has no knowledge in then he'll get Luz or Eda, whoever is closest and not occupied with something
Whenever he's sad, you are the first to know because he runs to you
He hugs you and you cuddle him really closely
You don't leave him alone until he feels better and when he does he still clings to you
Eda and Lilith adore you and thank you for keeping King busy while they have important things to do
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EDA
It was odd that you happened to worm your way into Eda's heart so fast
It was quicker than Luz and that's saying something
She loves having you around and not just because you're free labor to her
She feels at ease a lot more with you around and like the curse isn't there
She was scared when you first saw her owl beast form
You weren't scared of her though and listened to Luz to have the cure close to you
Whenever you go on adventures, she isn't far behind watching over you
She is always ready to jump in if a situation gets violent
People see you as her keeper in a sense of keeper her chilled out
She considers you her child at this point
She'll drag you to do chores with her or for her, it all depends on her mood
Whenever Eda's around people can expect you to not be so far behind
People also know to leave you alone unless they want an angry owl lady on their hands
Whenever your sad she ties to bring you whatever comfort she can
But of course is a bit awkward when it comes to hugging
Bring in the cheesy words Luz taught her
When ever she is sad though she hides it real well
It takes a lot of convincing to talk about her feelings but when she does you are there to bring whatever comfort you can
Eda knows King loves being with you and considers you his sibling
Lilith is concerned about you spending so much time with Eda and how she might be impacting you but none the less she thinks your a good kid and you'll make the right decisions (which you wont)
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LILITH
Its even a bigger surprise to get Lilith to become so attached to you
She loves how attentive you are
You actually take interest in subjects that she learns and reads about
She teaches you all sorts of things and of course notes are a must
Lilith just doesn't want you to forget the information you were given
Loves to take you on small outings to little cafes and chores
She considered you her child after a month of knowing you
Protecting you is a must
Oh you're going somewhere? Well not without Lilith
It takes a lot to convince her to stay put and when she says she'll stay, she's actually lurking spying on you
If someone even lays one harmful hand on you she is out and ready to fight
You somehow get Lilith to lighten up and agree to more things that she really wouldn't
When Lilith finds you sad she is immediately there with a bunch of blankets and ice cream
Lilith is actually a really good person to gossip too and she always makes it funny
Finding her sad is a really rare thing though
She is used to dealing with her emotions on her own and that hasn't changed
But on the rare occasions where she shows you some vulnerability you give her all the comfort you can
Hugs and cuddles as well as words of affirmation and she is so grateful for you
Eda is glad that you're helping Lilith out of her stiff shell a bit and showing more emotion than she used too
Hooty becomes your closest friend as well as King but Hooty more because Lilith drags you to their conversations when she visits The Owl House
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Yandere Golden Guard | Hunter (Platonic Scenario - “That Old Fire”)
Warnings: Fantasy Violence, Mention of Blood, Toxic Mindsets.
Word Count: 5,046.
A.N. – The illustration comes at the hands of Mike Austin, a storyboard artist for the series.
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Footsteps amplified by the stone in the walls echoed as booms throughout the palace hallway. Hurriedly, you followed along behind until the door to one of the castle’s many antechambers was haphazardly thrown open. Within moments, the two of you had entered, and the door was again shut.
A poignant silence deafened the room, and while you acknowledged the urge to break it, something within cautioned you against it. Your companion, twitching and trembling, had taken to pacing the cramped area. Every five steps, he’d stop, muttering to himself, his ashy blond hair bouncing as he jerked his body from side to side, as if arguing with invisible foes.
Although you remained closer to the doorway than was probably necessary, a familiar sense of tiredness, coupled with annoyance, worked its way up within you. Time again, your companion had these episodes, and each time, they seemed to grow more visceral, more impassioned. It was as though something deep within had been attempting to claw itself free, and with every episode, every slight, whatever it was writhed that much closer to the surface.
It was the fifth time this month, and the month wasn’t even halfway through. A whisper, and your companion’s hand lunged from his side. Barely a second later, an audible zap sent a metallic cylindrical object flying from its perch atop a stack of nearby crates and soaring across the room.
The object was a yardarm, a horizontal component to attend one of the many flags of royal heraldry that were scattered across the room. The polished yardarm did little damage to the crates into which it smashed, but the clicking as the spearhead caromed from surface to surface drowned out any opportunity for interruption.
"Belos doesn't trust me! He thinks I'm nothing but a kid…” A huff escaped, scarcely audible as the spearhead made its final bounces. “He thinks I’m not good enough to do such an important job, and you know what? What if he’s right? What if I’m not, and this was my only chance? If I could have gathered some stupid recruits and brought them, then he’d have to take me seriously! Well, good luck with that now...” He scoffed, sweat forming on his brow.
You stood there, motionless, eyes cast over his sunken and shaking form. You knew he’d be upset at the failure to complete the mission but hadn't forseen it hitting him this hard. His hands twisted, and his eyes seemed to dart around the room, almost as if expecting Emperor Belos to come lurking behind any of the assorted tapestries.
“Failure,” the word haunted him, a mantra whispered in memory of his every mistake. “Why did I think volunteering for another mission would be a good idea? Nice one, Hunter! You’re a true professional. Making the family proud, huh?” He'd flung his hands up into the air in a dramatic gesture.
The rhetorical questioning was something you’d grown accustomed to, for better or worse. Once he started down that line of questioning, though, there was nowhere positive things could go.
You spoke softly, neither with condescension nor timorousness. “Hey. You are not a failure. Belos let you take on the mission, right?” You paused for a moment, allowing his breathing to slow before you continued. “He didn’t want that little demon he has following him, not any of those punk-head mages, either. And he didn’t say you were off the job, despite everything. You know what that means?”
He had stopped with his own line of questioning, and while his head remained tilted down at the stone floor, you could tell his nervous movements had lessened. You approached, not quite to the point of standing above him, but close enough to allow no mishearing of your words.
All he needed was a little nudge, and he’d be pulled away from those nasty thoughts eating away at him.
“It means the mission is still on.” Your fists clutched the ends of your gloves, drawn up to your chest, and rocked to and fro. “Maybe you just need a little help? I’m already off duty for the day, so I'll help you. We’ll go headhunting together, bag some recruits, and show all those dopey mages how wrong they were! What do you say, friend?”
In one swift motion, his eyes lifted from the ground and widened. The shadow of happiness crept onto his face and, beside it, a hint of worry about how short it might last.
He looked at you like a boy who was seeing the dawn. In his rose-coloured gaze was relief at having seen it after questioning for so long whether he would.
Hunter pushed himself to his feet as a knight would upon receiving a quest from his liege, and he offered his hand. “Let's go.”
You offered a slight smile, adorned your mask, and set off behind Hunter. The mission wouldn’t be easy, but it would be worth it.
***
It took more time than it should have to find Hexside, but once the two of you laid eyes on it, there was no mistaking it. The school was a distinguished landmark, separated from the Titan’s ribs surrounding it, with its dense foliage and rolling hills that seemed to swallow the place.
Still, you and Hunter could see various students and staff meandering across the grounds, and while you investigated the landscape, Hunter scanned the student body.
“They don’t know it yet, but they’ll love being in the Emperor’s Coven! We’ll sell them on sleeping in until 6 A.M., ditching their lame friends for better ones, and learning the best kind of magic there is… Rules and authority!”
You weren’t sure whether Hunter was talking to you, himself, or someone else, but same as before, you didn’t feel the need to try and take the wind from his sails. You’d be there to support, as you’d done before, win or lose.
“I’ll go in first since I’m supposed to lead the mission, okay? But you stay close by in the event we have to fight some of the other coven reps for the recruits. Those guys will do anything to see me fail, so be ready, okay?”
He wasn't dour like before, and his body had shifted to one of nervous twitches in the face of some uncertain future rather than ruminating on the difficulties of the past. His head held higher, and his eyes seemed to fill with that curious gleam again. You wondered briefly if he'd even noticed your staring, but before the question could be answered, you nodded.
Releasing a quick breath, the two of you set off for the grounds of the school. You’d need to change your clothes and stash your uniforms for the mission, and with a reminder of that to Hunter, a fast spell had ensured the two of you looked the part of regular, blissfully unaware, students rather than disciplined soldiers of the emperor.
With Hunter in tow, you wandered the grounds, occasionally socialising with students and other creatures you could only assume were faculty. No one seemed inclined to check your respective identities, and neither of you cared to overshare. If agents of the Coven Heads were present or any practitioners of wild magic, it wouldn't do to draw too much attention to yourselves.
After what felt like hours, the two of you emerged from one of the many pathways around the school into what appeared to be a courtyard. Bleachers formed a barrier on one side, and across from them, a stretch of wood formed another.
Despite being so close to the school, the dense vegetation managed to obscure vision from the courtyard in at least two directions, but parts of the main campus, jutting out above the bleachers, still seemed to cast a watchful eye upon the area.
Any activity here was purposely made to be seen by an audience.
Hunter redirected your attention with a quiet grunt back to the far side of the courtyard, where six of what you could only assume were students lined up in two teams of three. They adorned themselves with knee pads, exercise shorts, and various sports shoes.
One of the students, a three-eyed girl with violet-coloured hair, seemed to be the most animated of the group, boasting of her prowess in the game known as “grudgby” and hurling unflattering accusations at the students gathered opposite her.
Within seconds, the students were casting magic, shouting at one another, and flying across the courtyard, and at every opportunity, the velvet-haired girl continued to roar out insults.
Hunter scoffed at the brash display, keen to move on, but your snickering compelled him to turn and face you.
“And you weren’t like that to the conscripts and weekend warriors they had to bring down after we made it to the bottom of the mountain? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten?” You offered a cheeky smile, and Hunter, mind aflush with memories, wrenched his head away. His cheeks had developed a tinge of red, and he’d instinctively reached for a mask that was no longer there.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” he stuttered, neck craned. “I—We… were gracious in victory. That’s what the emperor expected, and that’s what we did.”
“That’s what we did after you had the training supervisor tally up the scores four different times to repeat that our team had won… Handily.”
Hunter fell silent, the red on his face glowing brighter as his shoulders locked up again.
“If we kicked out everybody with a bad attitude, neither of us would have been selected for anything beyond cleaning duty.”
Hunter offered no response, mouth straight and flummoxed by your argument.
“Let’s give them a shot. If they’re all talk, we’ll move on, but if not, then maybe we’ve found some of our recruits. Plus, if you end up being right, I’ll let you say, ‘I told you so.’ Sound good?” You offered a soft smile, careful not to interrupt Hunter as he reclaimed his bearings. He didn’t like being bombarded with questions when he was flustered and didn’t care for swift, sudden moves either.
Hunter’s head slowly rose, and he bore a slight yet noticeable smile on his face. “All right. Let’s do it!” His shoulders relaxed with his next breath, but you could still see a touch of red on his face as you marched past him towards the courtyard.
Grudgby, as it turned out, was a mixture of a capture-the-flag game and a close quarters combat course. The rules were of limited interest to you, save for the opportunity embraced by seemingly every member of both teams to clobber one another with magic or their fists when an opponent came too close.
It wasn’t easy, certainly, and there was a clear possibility of injury, but the game was exciting. Hunter elected to watch from the first row of bleachers, but you found yourself knee-deep in a match, tasked with defence. When an opportunity came to guard against opponents, you fared well.
The soldiers of the Emperor’s Coven did not yield to their enemies.
***
Another goal defended, and you’d lost track of time. Another point against your team prevented, and in the stupor that came with that train of through, you’d neglected to notice the velvet-haired girl, Boscha, charging you from another direction.
Her teammate had been decidedly less coordinated and inclined to deception, charging at you head-on, but Boscha was a different animal. As her teammate was flung back, Boscha advanced on your left flank, just outside your periphery. She surged toward the goal, unleashing a blast of magic powerful enough to send you plummeting into the grass.
Your vision went black for a moment, and your ears rang with a tumultuous melody. Something high-pitched sounded to command the field, and within moments, you could hear a frenzy of concerned questions. Your face had become buried in the grass from the fall, and you were unable to immediately answer.
Unbeknownst to you, Hunter had risen from the bleachers, determined to approach but had yet to sort through the crowd. His breath quickened to a subtle pant, and he hastened to view the scene for himself.
A member of your team, a neon green-haired girl named Amity, had crouched at your side. She gently wove her hands across your limbs, chest, and head, checking for open wounds and any lingering magical damage.
Amity leaned towards you and, upon turning your head, a gasp escaped her that she tried to stifle.
Hunter's trained ear caught the start of it. “What?” he asked, his voice rising as he turned to Amity. “What is it?”
Folding her hands on her lap, Amity sat up and kept her eyes down. “Nothing. They just had some dirt on their face.”
The slight pause after the word “just” caused Hunter to tighten his grip on the staff. He gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes and struggled with his innate distrust of the situation. Relocating, his eyes locked onto your form as he maneuvered closer to you, but barely a second later, he pressed his lips into a straight line and stormed in her direction.
Amity widened her eyes and raised her arms when a gloved hand clutched her left shoulder, and a grunt flew out her mouth as she was shoved aside.
Hunter stood in her place and searched for the reason behind her surprise, nearly dropping his staff when he saw it.
The voices of friends, memories, nightmares swelled like the tolls of broken bells.
Despite this, Hunter could not rid himself of the thought that your wound mirrored his. Back when it was fresh and still stung like the point of a fire bee, it was dripping red. The magic blast had singed a streak of burnt skin across your jaw and cheek, just as the mystical vine had sliced a stripe up his flesh.
His scar began to itch, and Hunter reached out to scratch it when he realised he had been picking at it for the last minute.
The drop in his stomach brought a wave of cold sweat over his head. It was as if a rainstorm had developed and poured only on him, chilling his bones and drawing shuddering breaths from his lips.
Strips of yellow and red magic crackled at the end of his staff. He squeezed it until his hand shook and his knuckles turned white.
As soon as he spun towards Boscha, every Hexside student on his side of the court rushed to block his path. Multiple shouts of “Woah!” and “Easy!” spilt from the group as they formed a half-circle about him, many with their hands up high to deflect any far-reaching spells.
In the confusion, other students loafing nearby had arrived, some to help, and others to simply gawk. At least a dozen students had made their way onto the courtyard by that point, including another young witch identified as Luz.
Boscha, for her part, stood comfortable across the field, bragging to her entourage about scoring points and retelling the story of how she’d knocked the enemy team’s ‘newbie’ straight into the dirt.
You were lucid by this point and, though still somewhat slurred in speech, stable. That fact eluded Hunter, however, who struggled against Luz barely half a court away. You noticed that, amidst the students seeking to deny him his quarry, he’d shouldered and darted past as many as possible to bring himself closer to Boscha.
He was perhaps fifteen metres from her before Luz succeeded in halting his lunge forward. Hunter fought against Luz, placing a strenuous emphasis on every third word. “She does not get to do that and just walk away!”
Luz dug in her heels, pressing her weight into the staff. Though Hunter was almost certainly physically stronger than this witch, you could tell there was something about her that commanded his attention; it seemed as though they knew each other.
“No one is saying what she did is okay!”
A shout of fury burst out of Hunter as he shoved Luz back a step. “Then why are you defending her?”
“I'm not!” Luz relaxed her clenched teeth and softened her furrowed brows into a look of sympathy, her voice lowering alongside it. “I'm trying to stop you from doing something you'll regret.”
Hunter glowered at Boscha from across the court, his head down and his eyes looking up. “I won't regret it.”
He spared Luz a final glance before ripping his staff free of her and marching once more to you, his fury temporarily repressed whilst he had something else to swallow his attention.
“Hunter?” As he lifted you from the ground in silence, you pressed a hand to your cheek and winced at the burn. “Why is my face on fire?” you mumbled, to which Hunter offered a sullen glance.
He laid your arm across his back and shoulders. “Come on. I'm taking you home.” His eyes seemed far away with that remark, but his voice rang sincere.
With a nervous but hopeful smile, Gus, a friend of Luz’s, dashed forward. “Hey, it's just a little burn! Have someone from the Healing Coven take a look at it, and we can start round two.”
After ensuring you could stand on your own, Hunter whirled towards him and pointed a finger at the distant shape of Boscha. “I say we don't want to play with anyone who thinks this is okay!” His finger swung round to your wound.
Taking a breath, Willow, another friend of Luz, closed her eyes before reopening them with a frown. “You can leave if you want, Hunter, but it's their choice.” She extended a hand to you.
His face reddened at this.
Hunter clenched his fists at his side and looked between you and the group. “You agree with me, right?” There was a layer of desperation in his words that gave you pause.
It felt much more personal than it should have. Hunter had known more of these students than he had let on, and though the burn on your face continued to sting, your attention remained directed elsewhere. It hurt to know that Hunter hadn't been forthcoming about the environment into which you'd both entered, but you couldn't quite blame him for it.
Everything about this situation upset him, but if you spirited away with him, he'd spend the rest of the mission upset. As usual, he'd blame himself, and that wasn't the point of any of this.
Firmly, but not aggressively, you shook the hand of Willow, offering a slight nod in affirmation. “I don't see why I can't stick around for the end.”
Hunter uttered a slight grunt but voiced no further complaints, eyeing the contact until it broke.
You resolved that while you wouldn’t enter the second event, and would instead watch, you’d give Hunter a chance to collect himself and cool off. Pressuring him into conversation before he was ready wouldn’t help, and for the purposes of the mission, the both of you were simply students with but limited history together.
Hunter made his way to the bleachers, shoulders tensed and brooding. You’d elected to sit on the bench proximate to the court, presumably where the teams would sit in between time on the field.
Gus and Willow, after being thanked for their assistance, departed to pursue their own activities, but even if they hadn’t, you paid them little mind.
The sounds of the grudgby match echoed far beyond the court on which they took place: spells cast, players sent flying, and occasional obscenities hurled. The injuries sustained, non-life-threatening but certainly inhibiting, all reminded you of training. The organised chaos, the stenches of fear and exertion, and the desperation for success were all familiar bedfellows.
You had a slight smile on your face as you watched the madness unfold.
Casting only a peripheral glance to your side, you confirmed that Hunter lingered in his perch upon the top row. Given that he hadn’t already returned to sit beside you, he must still have been sore over your disagreement. It was something you’d have to talk out once the mission was over.
***
After a vicious and profanity-laden game, the braggart, Boscha, and her team claimed victory. Amity and her team fought well, scoring several goals in rapid succession early in the game, but Boscha’s malevolent energy could not be matched.
She kicked, spat, cursed, and cast at every opportunity, and though it left more than one member of the other team requiring bandages by the time of the game’s conclusion, her approach had paid off.
Simmering with pride, Boscha had soon taken to rehashing everything she and the rest of her team did to secure victory with her fellow grudgby players. Amity’s team was more personable, choosing to tend to one another’s wounds, clean up the courtyard, and move as a group towards a path back to the school grounds.
After turning in your direction, Boscha spied you sitting alone. A devious smile crawled onto her face, and she started to approach you. Unfortunately for you, the injury to your face had resumed itching, and while you sought to address that issue, Boscha made her approach.
The rest of her team made no attempt to regain her attention and instead began one-by-one to slip away from the courtyard as well. You spied Luz, the human witch, moving at high speed, but your attention broke from her in a fresh round of scratching.
Boscha had nearly closed the distance, but amid a scratching fit, you’d shut your eyes. Further unbeknownst to you, Hunter was on the move. Still, the game was over, and the only thing left to do was to link back up with Hunter, decide how to proceed.
Turning about, you noticed he was no longer atop his nest in the bleachers, and for a moment, your blood froze. Was it possible that in your awe at the game, you’d failed to spot a threat? Had something occurred on the bleachers, so close to you, without your knowledge? Had Hunter been discovered and abducted? Had this whole game been a well-planned ruse by the enemies of the emperor to seize his nephew?
Taking a deep breath and letting it flow out slowly, you evaluated the situation. Luz emphatically conversed with an annoyed and uncomfortable Boscha, and you could still see a few wandering students sashaying across the surrounding area. Either whatever happened was subtle, or perhaps, Hunter was simply out of your sight.
There came no noticeable change in temperature or breeze, and the sunlight illuminating the court shone unobstructed. No sizzling of recently cast magic reached your ears, no moaning of abominations, and no belching of steam from exhaust vents of heavy machinery. Still, it was highly doubtful Hunter would have taken off without you.
Another moment of scanning, and you spotted him, lower than usual, and with staff clenched. You almost made to join him in what you first thought was imminent combat before your eyes followed his gaze.
He fixated on Luz and Boscha, the duo barely ten metres from you. Once again, noted a passing thought, you had failed to notice Boscha’s approach.
Boscha opened her mouth and raised a hand to the side of it, only to pause when Luz darted in front of her. She wrinkled her eyes and curled her lip in disgust as Luz grasped her hand with both of her own and began shaking it up and down.
“Wow, that was a great game! You really had us beat!” The words spewed out of Luz's mouth in a flurry of haste and nerves, and she leaned forward with closed eyes in an attempt to command Boscha's attention.
“Your team was awesome! Like, I don’t even know how you guys moved that fast and how you kept scoring so many goals. You were crushing the other team! We’ve met before, by the way. I’m Luz, and have I told you that I’m a huge fan of yours…?”
Luz’s words flooded out in a hodgepodge of watered-down criticism of Amity’s team, praise for Boscha’s apparently unbelievable skill in grudgby, and overeager begging to be taught the secrets to the game’s success. Hunter didn’t move an inch throughout the exchange, his narrowed eyes locked onto Boscha and burning through the human obstacle in the way.
After two full, uninterrupted minutes of Luz heaping further praise on Boscha and desperately seeking tutoring, the aggrieved victor recoiled and yanked her hand free. Visibly cringing, Boscha turned her body to the side, raising her formerly gripped hand in an almost defensive arc to shield her face from Luz’s sight.
“Let go of me, freak! Get lost!” Boscha spat in unabashed repulsion at Luz’s fawning. Luz, either unaware or dismissive of the effort at escape, took the opportunity to move closer to Boscha, even opening her arms for something she called a ‘victory hug.’ She boosted her verbal barrage, adding in personal compliments about the grudgby player’s hair, shoes, and even her smell.
Horrified, Boscha lurched about and, after shrieking a string of words you could only assume she did not learn in class, raced away, presumably to find any remnants of her team.
Luz abandoned any attempt at pursuit and instead rounded herself to face Hunter. Her shoulders drew in tight, and her eyes remained focused on his, but her stance demonstrated less malice than it did determination.
“Why did you do that?” Hunter asked, failing to contain the wrath singing in his ears. Once again, his shoulders tensed up, and his posture ran rigid. Eyes slitted, he glared in unrepentant disgust at the retreating figure of Boscha and the interrupting one of Luz.
“Because, like you, I saw what she was about to do. That wouldn’t have been good for anyone, least of all, you.” Her words betrayed an edge, akin to Hunter’s, but the intent was different: where Hunter’s reeked of hostility, Luz’s turned quiet with worry. The steadiness with which she spoke belied her erratic actions towards Boscha merely moments prior.
“Come on, Hunter. It's just a friendly game."
"Is it? Does this always happen at your 'friendly games'? People getting bludgeoned because the enemy team decided not to play fair!" Sweat resurfaced on Hunter’s face, with beads of it dripping across his forehead. His teeth remained grated, but as Boscha had left his field of view, he seemed to mellow out, albeit slightly.
"Well, no. That was a little extreme, but—"
"But nothing! The game's over, so we're leaving. We're done!”
Luz made an effort to step forward, offering a hand in support of the shaking Hunter. He bristled at the potential contact, turning away in a flurry of loathing and shame.
“That wasn’t okay for her to do that.” Hunter stared at a plot of dirt, emotion draining from his voice. Despite his choked attempt at masking his feelings, an occasional tremor tickled up his arm.
The other students, either ignorant or indifferent, continued on with their day.
With the match over, you made for the bench, intent on passing through Hunter’s field of view before quietly slipping off back to the main school grounds. A direct interruption of Hunter whilst he was in the midst of conversation would do little to assuage him, but he needed a reason to pull himself from the interaction.
An impulse to scratch at your recent wound emerged, however, and with it, came a ringing in your ears that made you all but deaf to the surrounding world.
Luz playfully hit Hunter’s shoulder, which yielded a twitch. “See? I knew you'd come around!” She offered a kind smile, careful not to reveal hostility or make any additional sudden moves.
Hunter blinked, a tired push against the dark bags already set in, turned to the stands and looked away from Luz, eyes seeming to glaze. “If she hurts them again, you won't stop me.”
Luz eyed him with her arm drawn to her chest. She pursed her lips and closed her fist, a seed of worry in her gut.
Seeing you paw at your injury but swerve in his direction, Hunter lifted his eyes from the ground and began striding to meet you. Energy returned to his movements, but before he could reach you, Luz again called out to him.
"Hunter! Why don't you stay five?" She inquired, seeming determined to make peace. Hunter stopped on a heel and, casting one further look in your direction, turned back, less forcefully than simply aggrieved.
"Unlike you, human, we have places to be." The condescension in his voice was overpowering, reminiscent of someone with infinitely many other, and all decidedly superior, opportunities for social interaction than the one in which he found himself.
Dismissively, Hunter spun about, certain to find you standing behind him, or at least, proximate to him, but instead, he gaped at the sight of you having just passed by him to meander on the pathways winding about the bleachers.
In an instant, the anger evaporated from his face. "Where are you going?" The tone change in his voice betrayed no small amount of uncertainty and even suggested a hint of fear.
"I thought I told you to wait for me," he sputtered out, ignoring any further communication from Luz, or indeed, any of the other students or creatures that remained on or near the courtyard.
"You'd have lain into everyone on the court if I didn't give you a reason to leave." You turned your head slightly back towards Hunter as you continued walking, presenting a slight smirk.
To him, there lurked no anger in that face, no sting of disappointment, no plot to humiliate, no condemnation shaved sharp on the tip of your words. You spoke to him then, just as you had so many times before, like another person, rather than some useful tool or obstacle in the way of brighter prospects.
Though your eyes only met his momentarily, and via periphery, that old fire bloomed on his face once more. "I just—" he turned his head away, again reaching for a mask he did not possess "—want things to be fair."
You offered a snicker, quiet, but due to Hunter’s proximity, audible.
All you heard in between your steps to the forest was a single, solitary squeak.
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