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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.

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.

[sleepingdeath-light]

platonic yandere hcs + injured reader ; collector

requested by ; anonymous (04/11/23)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; collector

outline ; “Can we have some more platonic yandere collector? Maybe an injury that they did not cause took place”

warning(s) ; yandere!collector, injured!reader with slight implications of them having been attacked, possessive behaviour, nonspecific references to acts of violence violence, toxic / unhealthy ‘friendship’ dynamic

because you are their only real friend (or, at least in their eyes, the only one that actually matters) collector is extremely protective over you — not in the sense that they fear you getting hurt at all, but more so in the sense that they refuse to let anyone else near you and they are the only one that gets to hurt you

so any unfamiliar bump, bruise, scrape, scratch, or break sends them into a violent rage that you can only really compare to a cosmic-level temper tantrum

he cycles between envy and anger and fear fast enough to make your head spin — going from screaming in your face about how dare you go out and play with someone else to threatening to punish the person who dared to hurt their best friend to sobbing and clinging to you as they beg you not to leave them all in the span of a few moments

and all you can do is sit there and take everything they throw at you, having been trained to complete obedience over the many months you’d spent by their side witnessing just how much damage he’s really capable of committing when he puts his mind to it — by now you know all too well that fighting back or arguing only makes things worse

eventually their tantrum will come to a close and they’ll insist on sleeping in your bed with you that night — wrapping themselves around your body so tightly that you can barely breathe, but still you don’t fight them and let them cry themselves to sleep atop you

they’ll apologise through their sniffles and hiccoughs, nuzzling their face into your neck as they speak, and you’ll accept their apology because you don’t have any other option you love them so much and can’t stay mad at him for too long (and best friends forgive each other, right?)

he’ll deal with whatever caused your injury tomorrow (and, as one might expect, his punishment is swift, severe and gets his message to not mess with his best friend across very effectively) but for now he’s content to curl up in your arms, listen to your heartbeat, and know that you’re alive, that you’re with him, and that you’re never ever ever going to leave

because you know that what they’ll do to you if you so much as try to escape would be so much worse than the injuries that had been inflicted upon you in their absence

[star122234]

In this House hold we love Hunter ~ so could I please request Yandere Hunter when his human darling wants to go back to the human realm even if that means leaving all their witch friends even Hunter 😈

Yandere hunter x NB reader

SUMMARY: you want to leave your obsessive boyfriend

°SELFISH How can you be so selfish?! °After everything he's done for you, you still dare to leave him!! °when you said you wanted to go back to the human world and leave your friends and HE hunter was heartbroken and angry °when you told hunter your decision at the beginning he just stood there staring at you and processing what you said and when he finally understood the situation he started arguing with you °hunter was stuttering and yelling at you and talking about everything he did for you °" w-w-what do y-you mean you j-just leave?! You just l-leave without ev-ven looking b-b-back! How could you abandon your friends or rather how could y-y-you abandon ME! After everything I d-did for you I KILLED for you!!!! " °"wait hunter what did you do?!" °hunter ended up despairing hunter would never hurt you but since he had no other choice he took the first thing he saw and knocked you out with that thing

°and when you woke up you were in a room tied up with no chance of escape

[sani-chan]

The Owl House

[maxwell-coffeepot101]

Hi 😅if it's okay can I ask for some yandere head cannons for Hunter where he has a trans girl darling that wears Jirai Kai fashion because it's cute and because of their abandonment issues :(

∆ I feel like he would love seeing you in that fashion because it is adorable.

∆ when you tell him that you're trans then he would hug you and talk about how he feels so honored that you told him.

∆ if anyone misgenders you then he will correct them but if it continues he is going to either A: beat the shit out of them or B: kill them.

∆ if you ever have any insecurities then he will kiss them and or complement them.

∆ if you have a non supportive family he'll make sure you never have to deal with them again.

∆ he will buy you more clothes of that fashion and if you wear it the next day then he'll be so happy and blushy.

∆ he probably will gush about how cute you are to either Darius, Raine, Luz, or Gus.

∆ literally your protector/bodyguard.

∆ tells you everyday how beautiful and adorable you are.

(sorry I know this is short it's just all I could think of)

[ema0rsully]

Another crossover collage

-this will be my wallpaper 🦭

[saikoucorps]

MATCHUPS

🃏 MATCHUPS ARE CLOSED. 🃏

DETAILED MATCHUPS ARE FOR COMMISSIONS.

:ఌ¨ ♱ MATCHUPS I WRITE :

Platonic – basically like a friend matchup

Romantic – your partner

Poly – multiple partners

Family – a character will get matched as your family member (parental, siblings, etc)

Yandere – similar to romantic matchups but the character is yandere centric

Option Matches – choose who you want to be matched with

Appearance matchup – get matched on appearance alone. You can send a description, images, or picrew of your appearance.

Moonboard matchup – an aesthetic board for you and the character you're matched with. The character can be personally selected or a normal matchup.

I write 2 fandoms at a time. ☆ you can check what fandoms I write for in my fandoms list.

ᰔ NOTICE !!

☆ Matchups will include hcs, tropes, songs, second choice, ship name, reasons, and favorite thing about you.

☆ Exchanges include all of the listed below.

☆ Commissions include everything and more. They're more detailed.

Matchup Menu :

[ bolded are for normal matchups. ]

reasons

headcanons

song that's related to your relationship

tropes (2/3)

how you met

date

ship name

drabble

suggestive/slight nsfw hcs

☆ I won't write nsfw hcs for characters under 15

second choice

their favorite thing about you

small moonboard

confession

Time. These take time. Please be aware of that.

appearance matchups will probably be done in less than an hour... same with moonboard matchups.

Requesting:

ִ ☆゙ like + reblog this post

ִ ☆゙ shoot me a dm or send your info through an ask!

ִ ☆゙ give me details about yourself! I encourage you to be as detailed as you need. It's easier for me to get the matchup accurate. Plus, the more info I have about you, the more I'm able to write.

ꪆ🃏୧ What to Include:

name, age, enneagram, mbti, zodiac

details about your personality

hobbies, interests, likes/dislikes

appearance description

your love language(s)

ideal date

ideal partner

specific gender preference

characters you don't want to be matched with

age range/specific group of characters you want to be matched with

If you want nsfw included or not (it will be sfw by default if not specified)

anything else you want to include.

Example of a request:

Hii! I would like to request a short platonic matchup for mha and ddlc. [Insert Info]

☆ Poly Matchups: if you request a poly matchup, specify if you want the characters to be dating each other as well or not. And how many you want in the relationship.

☆ Family Matchups: specify what kind of family member you want. (ex; sibling.)

[boonalina]

is your Successor au inspired by @kyri45 's Bio Dads au? when I read it I noticed some similarities. BTW no hate if it is! it's completely fine if it's inspired!

or well, I guess the only similarity is the fact that in both the aus, Wukong and Macaque are somehow Mk's biological parents.

Ehh... no and yes..

No because: me and a lot of older fans were already thinking for a while that Mk had a lot of similarities to Wukong and Macaque. Mk being shadowpeach's kid has been a head-canon since WAY before the Bio Dads au was even a thing. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love kyri's au, but let's be real here, they're definitely not the first person to create that head-canon, and they probably know that too.

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Yes because: I did already head-canon the "Mk being their kid" before reading kyri's comic, HOWEVER, it was indeed their comic that inspired that part of my Successor AU. ('That part' being that they're his biological parents in my AU as well.) But for the most part, my AU is very much different from kyri's.

Cuz I mean, like you said, "the only similarity is the fact that in both the aus, Wukong and Macaque are somehow Mk's biological parents." Well.. that and the spicynoodles aspect.

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But like, if I were to do a Venn-diagram of the similarities and differences between the Bio Dads AU and my Successor AU, the similarities would literally just be:

>Wukong and Macaque are Mk's biological parents >There are spicynoodles implications

And then the differences would be too much to count. I mean, for starters, they don't even take place in the same timeline. Kyri's takes place in the modern time while mine takes place in ancient times. But the plots overall are just completely different lol.

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I mean truthfully, my AU is a lot more inspired by the Yandere Wukong AU by @lopsushi . A lot more similar than the Bio Dads one but still very different. I saw their AU and thought "Hey, I like shadowpeach, I also like possessive Wukong. But I also really enjoy the DarkHorse duo.. Hmm what do to.. Oh I know! I'll combine all the head-canons I like into my own AU!"

(And yes, I will admit that the wrist circlets in my Successor AU were a bit inspired by the neck circlet that Macaque wears in the Yandere AU.)

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It was also a bit inspired by the Coldest Winter AU, what with Wukong hunting down and searching for Macaque. But I'm pretty sure Coldest Winter isn't even a shadowpeach AU lol.

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ANYWAY!! Sorry for the rambling and the long answer! I've actually had some paranoia that people would think I copied other AU's so I'm glad I get to air this out finally. Just remember people, being inspired by something is NOT the same as copying.

You wouldn't look at The Owl House and say "hey! You copied Harry Potter!" now would you? No, of course not. You would say "Hey, I can tell this is inspired by Harry Potter."

Thanks for taking the time to read.

~Boonalina

[yandere-toons]

Yandere: "is that your family?" S/O: "nope, nah-uh, nada. I've never seen those people in my life"

Years of hard data say you're lying, but they're not about to incriminate themselves by revealing so: Huey Duck, Hunter | Golden Guard, Aziraphale, Sheldon J Plankton, Doctor Nefarious, Tenth Doctor, Shang Tsung, Dr Flug, Perry the Platypus, Midoriya Izuku

Suspects the lie but rolls with it: Ian Malcolm, Louie Duck, Anthony J. Crowley, Nick Wilde, Nagito Komaeda, Captain Jack Sparrow, Lightning McQueen, Ratchet, Kaa, Bugs Bunny, Mike Wazowski, Johnny Loughran, Klaus Hargreeves, Sans Undertale, Arataka Reigen, Tyrion Lannister, Legoshi, Rouge the Bat, Wallace Wells, Kendall Roy, Connor Roy, Finnick Odair

Races over to introduce themselves: Toga Himiko, SpongeBob SquarePants, Dewey Duck, Judy Hopps, Kokichi Ouma, Beetlejuice, Celia Mae, Gaston, Mavis Dracula, Undyne, Beast Boy, Deadpool, Alvin Seville, Phil Dunphy

Believes you: Pinkie Pie, Bluey & Bingo, Jataro Kemuri, Chick Hicks, Caligosto Loboto, GIR, Daffy Duck, Bill & Ted, Olaf, Shigeo Kageyama, Starfire, Scott Pilgrim, Ken, Castiel

Laughs at your thin deceptions: Emperor Belos, Bill Cipher, Black Hat, Scar, Shere Khan, Tai Lung, Lord Shen, Pagan Min, Invader ZiM, Shao Kahn, Eleventh Doctor, Rainbow Dash, Shenzi, Randall Boggs, Duncan Pepperidge Anderson, Agent Smith, Doctor Eggman, Han Solo, Alastor, Izaya Orihara, Gideon Graves, Roman Roy, Shiv Roy, Gristol Malik

Alternative interpretation is equally funny — the yandere is pointing out random groups of people and slowly narrowing down their choices.

[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere hcs ; edalyn clawthorne

requested by ; anonymous (28/07/22)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; edalyn clawthorne

outline ; “May I Please request Yandere Edalyn Clawthorne (From The Owl House) Headcanons. NGL I think she would be scary considering the curse ,but that's just me.”

warning(s) ; yandere!eda, physical violence, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, near-death of reader

as far as being a yandere goes, eda is absolutely terrifying in how her obsession towards you manifests — after all, she has no reputation to threaten, no job to lose, and she’s spent decades outmanoeuvring the emperor’s coven so the chances of her ever getting caught and punished for her actions is so close to nothing that it’s basically negligent

combine all of that with her emotionally volatile cursed form and her scarily loyal house demon, hooty, and you’ve basically got zero chance of escaping her once she’s finally got you in her grasp

she’d been watching you for a long time before she snapped, living vicariously through you as you went about your day as a normal citizen — covertly following you as you ran errands, staying outside of your home and listening to you as you go about your daily routine, sneaking into your home to watch you sleep, and so on

she knew your schedule like the back of her hand, talked about you constantly to king and hooty, and didn’t even consider taking you until king suggested it — like it was the most normal thing in the world — and so she did (the very same day in fact — even though she was woefully unprepared, but she wasn’t exactly known for thinking ahead when she did things, so this wasn’t too out of the ordinary for her)

outside of the kidnapping and refusal to let you leave her home, your relationship is shockingly typical and easy to adjust to — you find yourself getting used to the regular chaos of the owl house without even realising, even, until it feels more ‘normal’ than your previous life and you start to hate how much you ‘love’ your ‘new family’

she uses pet names for you, jokes around with you, is affectionate and mischievous in equal measure, and makes sure that you’re provided for as best she can — she’s very obviously enamoured by you, but she still doesn’t open up to you, not really

she knows everything about you and you know almost nothing about her, which makes conversations difficult and one sided — the most you figure out is that she’s cursed (because she leaves her potions everywhere), that she’s a wild witch (because you’d seen her wanted posters around bonesborough for years), and that she has a sister in the emperor’s coven (because you heard them arguing at the door when you were still trapped in the upstairs room — but she was long gone before you had the chance to call for help), but as far as her personality and life beyond that went she was incredibly guarded and avoided answering questions about it however she could

if it weren’t for how physically affectionate and flirty she was with you, you might have felt more like an object to stare at than someone who she cared for (in her own, twisted way)

at least you had king and hooty to keep you company, who were both orders of magnitude more open and genuine with you than eda was — with them both giving you more insight into the life of your captor and providing you with good company and laughter as best they can

(king in particular looks to you as a playmate and even a sort of parental figure, and you usually spend the days where eda’s at the market playing with and tending to him — he particularly loves cooking and baking with you and has been known to curl up on your lap and fall asleep after a particularly long day)

you rarely ever get a glimpse into eda’s curse, only having heard the basics from hooty and eda herself, but one notable encounter was the first and last time you tried to escape from her — the stress and anger and upset felt all mixing inside of her until she snapped and you ended up being hunted down by a furious owl beast, which caught you soon enough and nearly mauled you to death before she regained control

she used potions and spells to heal you as best as she could, but some scars, both mental and physical, still remain and act as a visceral reminder of what awaits you if you try to flee — the pain never leaving you even as you fully acclimatise to your new life, no longer trying to fight back

because next time she might not be able to stop herself

because next time the owl beast might not be as merciful as she tries to reassure you that it is

because next time might be the last time

and, at least, by staying with her you still have a chance of being able to see your loved ones again, however small that chance might actually be — because a small chance is still better than what you would have if you were killed

besides, this new human, luz, seems to be softening her up quite a bit so you might have a better chance than you thought — and, either way, you don’t mind her company (she’s a fun kid, after all)

maybe things will get better for you now

maybe

[badgrrlscoven]

Hey hey! May I request headcanons for luz and hunter (separately) with a S/o that's to innocent for their own good but at the same time always manages to get themself into some sort of trouble. (gender neutral pronouns please)

Luz and Hunter with innocent s/o headcanons

a/n: oh i had so much fun doing this! i hope you like this as much as i do, if you want anything changed at all you can message me :)

luz:

- she honestly thinks you’re just super adorable

- this simple thing called common sense goes over your head and to her, you’re just a witch version of king

- def gives you the “who’s a whiddle guy” look when looking at you for too long

- she will tease you relentlessly for your innocence, and again, your dumbass won’t always understand or you’ll pout

- now for the danger part 😭

- Luz believes you can handle yourself just fine but the poor girl also has a hero complex

- she has made to help you with any tussle you somehow manage to get yourself into

- a lot of ‘oh nos’ leave her mouth when you give her the smile that tells her you most likely did something…again

- Luz will most definitely help you from any problem and support you always, but i know for a fact this girl will tease you about it later til’ your whole body is red with embarrassment

- the trouble you always get yourself into is always stupid or because you did/said something stupid

- you’re her ‘innocent whittle bwean’ as she likes to call you in that voice

- you: you know, warden wrath’s face looks like a bunch of mashed snake butts

- Warden Wrath in the distance just staring you down before charging

- Luz, face sweating and dragging you away: ThEy DIdn’T mEAn iT!!!

- conformatorium escapee buddies together

- you both definitely have wanted posters for different things and honestly, it makes Eda very proud

- You have no idea why she’s proud though

hunter:

- in the beginning he’d probably point out how innocent you are, maybe accidentally making you feel stupid but this would never be his intention with you this boy absolutely adores

- (Probably cause he hasn’t really had a chance to experience love just yet and he may be mildly obsessed with you)

- only titan knows how this boy doesn’t lose his mind sometimes

- he completely adored you but you worry him with how innocent you can be

- honestly, you both probably have the whole ‘dumb x smart’ dynamic going on (you’re not stupid, just super naive but super cute so dw)

- this boy will be explaining something and if a question pops in your head, you ask it. sometimes he’ll pretend to me irked, but he loves sharing any information he knows

- SO MUCH FLUFFFFFFF

- he knows he’s uptight sometimes but he tries his best with you to grow and be lenient with your innocence

- it’s honestly a surprise when you two start officially going out because he is a very big rules and authority person abut because of the trouble you get into it’s sort of out of the norm for him

- you’re his little way of rebelling against belos even if you may not realize it :)

- now, after the whole belos ordeal and you’re all in the human realm hunter would be different around you a bit

- More laid back and chill

- he’s such a smartass about your innocence, cracking jokes about your questions and acting a bit of a know it all

- He’d be happy to answer questions you have without problems

- his ass would trick you and answer the questions wrong and would just watch the chaos that would ensue from this

- flustered.

- that is the only word to describe this boy and how your innocence affects him

[frogspond200]

𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝

Requested by: Anon

Ask: Hey! Would you be willing to write timeskip Hunter smut or are you not comfortable with it?

Warning: NSFW!, Jealousy

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The air crackled with tension as Hunter, the charming yet enigmatic man, found himself consumed by a wave of jealousy. This unexpected turn of events unfolded when a suitor dared to flirt with you. Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Hunter's simmering desire reached a boiling point.

In a secluded moment, away from prying eyes, Hunter's pent-up frustration erupted into a passionate display of possessiveness. The intensity in his eyes was unmistakable as he closed the distance between you, his pulse racing with a mix of anger and longing. Without a word, he firmly pressed your back against his work table, his actions speaking louder than any words could.

The clash of emotions fueled the fire between you, leading to a raw and unbridled encounter. With one hand gripping the edge of the table and the other tangled in your hair, Hunter claimed your lips in a desperate kiss. His tongue explored the depths of your mouth with an insatiable hunger, leaving no doubt about his desires.

As the heat intensified, his hands roamed your body, tracing the curves and contours that had captured his attention for so long. The fabric of your clothes became a barrier he couldn't stand, and with a swift motion, Hunter tore away the obstacles that separated his burning skin from yours.

The sound of your moans mingled with the clatter of objects on the table, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through your bodies. Hunter's touch was both possessive and gentle, his fingers leaving trails of fire wherever they roamed. The boundaries between pain and pleasure blurred, as the power dynamics shifted between dominance and submission.

Lost in a whirlwind of desire, Hunter unleashed his innermost fantasies upon you. His lips trailed down your neck, marking you as his own, while his hands explored every inch of your exposed skin. The rhythm between you grew more urgent, the world outside the room fading into insignificance.

Time ceased to exist as Hunter's primal instincts took over. The forceful collision of your bodies echoed the ferocity of his jealousy, leaving you both breathless and consumed by a desire that burned brighter than any flame.

His rough but smooth hands yanking at your hair, His lips pressing against yours in a passionate kiss, and his body pushing against yours with each thrust. You both were lost in the moment, driven by an unstoppable force.

Pushing every inch he could to hear you screams. His breathing became ragged, his pace quickened, every "mine." he growled and "please" you whispered, repeating over and over again.

His grip tightened as he pushed you further, his pleasure swelling with each of your cries. Finally, he reached his limit, and he collapsed on top of you, both of you breathing heavily, the room still. He slowly moved off you, his breathing calming, and the pleasure slowly ebbing away. He leaned in and kissed you gently on the forehead, before pulling away and standing up.

[frickingnerd]

love triangle with yandere hunter & yandere edric

pairing: yandere!golden guard!hunter! x gn!reader x yandere!edric blight

tags: reader being locked away, mean!edric, reader crying, angst, minor mentions of murderous thoughts, overall toxic behaviour

a/n: i found this image as a repost, but if anyone has the artists name, then please let me know so i can credit them!

hunter is a lot of things as a yandere that are all due to his upbringing by emperor belos

hunter is clingy, obsessive, possessive and overprotective of you, all because you are his favorite person! 

he even isolates you from the world around you, because he so desperately needs to have you for himself

growing up, he was never someone's favorite person and now that he has you, he can't lose being your favorite! 

hunter depends on you and needs to have you in his life, otherwise it would be completely meaningless…

he's only so overbearingly clingy, obsessive, overprotective and possessive because he couldn't live without being your favorite person

and to make sure he always stays your favorite, he keeps you hidden away from the world

but there is one boy who dares to defy hunter and force his way into your life; edric blight! 

edric had the wrong idea about your relationship from the start and always misread the signals you were giving him

you were just being polite when talking to him, but edric was convinced you were secretly in love with him and not hunter! 

because of that, edric is quite condescending and can come off as quite a douche, because he's just so convinced that you're in love with him

he's always flirting with you and playfully teasing, though sometimes he can come off more as a bully with his teasing

the way he talks about your relationship with hunter, mocking you for liking the golden guard, can often get you to tear up, only for edric to brush it off as him just making a joke and you being too sensitive

whenever edric makes you cry, he won't leave you alone until you assure him that you aren't mad at him, training you to say things like "i'm never mad at you" or "i still love you"

deep down, he knows he can't easily steal you away from hunter, so he has to condition you into loving him, by regularly training you to say that you love him

hunter and edric absolutely despise each other! 

hunter locks you away to keep you away from edric, yet edric still manages to sneak in and steal you away for a date outside

while hunter is the nice one out of the two, the one that makes you feel loved, edric is the one that makes you feel free! 

and you really do need both of those things; love and freedom

slowly, the two boys have to accept that, even if they'd rather be the only one in your life

they'd rather kill each other than have the other steal you away from them, but they know it would only make you sad if they died, so they don't hurt each other

after all, they both do want you to be happy…

[pls-explodingstars-pls]

I wanna do something…

give me tons of characters. I’ll draw them

[tohisprettyc00l]

Yandere!Hunter x Bullied!Reader

Requested by a Wattpad user

Request: can you do a yandere hunter headcanon or oneshot where hunter finds out about yn being bullied at school or you can do a headcanon and one-shot

A/n: Like I mentioned in my last Yandere writing I haven't written Yandere that much, so sorry if it's not great :/.

Admittedly Hunter has always been a bit... clingy. And to you, the stage of his clinginess never changed. But to him, his clinginess changed a lot. And he was the right one. It would make sense he was the one who knew the full extent of his clinginess. That full extent was him stalking you.

He was just doing it to make sure you were safe! But now that he is officially with you he doesn't have to anymore. I mean you'd tell him anything that's troubling you, right?

To his surprise that isn't entirely true. Far from it accurately. One day you come home littered with injuries. One could argue that, if you ignore how many there are, none of them were THAT bad. But to your boyfriend so much as a scrape was as bad as you getting stabbed.

So, as anyone would do in this situation, he ran to you. The fastest he ever ran in his life probably. And started asking a million questions a minute. A lot of them are different versions of, 'What happened', and 'Who did this?' Despite your efforts to keep this hidden so as to not worry him, you let everything spill out.

How you've been treated for the past few months. Hunter's face twisted into a mix of shock and anger. The shock was how anyone could hurt someone as amazing as you. The anger was for the one hurting you, his anger would never be directed at you. But for now, he'll comfort you. Let you know that your bullies must be blind. But once his positive you're okay, he'll have some things to "discuss" with them.

A/n: You ever change hyperfixations and low-key forget you have a one-shot blog?

[mara-xx217]

The Owl House- Yanderes Trying to Rizz You Up

Inspired by @the-enchanted-archivist

It depends on exactly who you are talking about. There’s a few that have confidence, regardless of the fact that it is ill placed or not, and then there are those that have no confidence whatsoever, who either can play this off or not. 

Who has at least a little respect for themselves:

Belos/Philip Wittlebane has the most rizz and has the confidence to back it up. He can do the whole nine yards, sweeping you off your feet and making you swoon- literally- and leaves you wanting for more while making it appear that he doesn’t care what you think either way.

Adrian Graye Vernworth thinks he has the skills to woo any person off their feet and has confidence accordingly so, only he’s not as big of a hot shot as he thinks he is and realizes it only when you laugh when you should have swooned. In his totally grand and correct opinion, of course. Now he’s mad at you and pouting, and fully expects you to drop what you’re doing to come and comfort him and remind him how amazing he is.

Darius Deamonne fully has the capacity to rizz but his confidence is surprisingly lacking. He’s not unpopular, he knows, and he knows he is good looking, but there’s something about you that just… really takes him off his a-game, and he ends up sweating bullets and becoming sheepish. It’s a cute look for him, you think, but it only serves to make him blush even more, though he is happy to have all of your attention solely on him.

Who has little to no respect for themselves:

Steve can try to be suave, but he’s also not above begging and pleading for what he wants, be it your attention, love, or even for you to go out with him. Whenever he gets what he wants, though, he tries to play it off as though that was his plan all along, and not like he’s absolutely flabbergasted and thrilled that you are giving him a second of your time

Alador Blight is not above begging and he will do literally anything for your attention, even if he has to get a little… forceful at times. He’s of the mind that he should get whatever he wants from now on, and from the years he’s sold his soul to Odalia and Blight Industries, he’s got little to no shame left in him. He will beg, cry, do literally anything to manipulate you into doing what he wants. And if that doesn’t work? He’ll find another way to make you, even if he needs to use outright threats or his abomination sludge to do so.

Hieronymus Bump has by far the littlest respect for himself out of all of them, and will straight up get on his knees and beg for your attention in an over the top manner. Think of all those cringey videos of guys begging for a girl’s number, then crank it up to an eleven. That’s Hieronymus, baby. He won’t threaten self harm and will back off if you give a really, really, really firm ‘no’, but Frewin will give you the most pathetic puppy-dog eyes that you’ve ever seen as his master gets up to leave. Really, can you say no to that face…?

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @cherrysodalite, @thanksatt, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine, @memoryofheather @horny-3