#yandere toh hunter

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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.

[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…

[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?

[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere alphabet ; hunter

written with any reader insert in mind.

warnings for disturbing content

A — Affection

how do they show their love? how intense does it get?

Hunter is extremely and obsessively affectionate and always has to be close to you if not actively touching you — which is difficult if you’re more of a fighter. He sleeps cuddling you, walks arm in arm with you, insists on feeding you rather than letting you feed yourself, kisses your cheeks and temples, hugs you whenever you’re sat next to each other, and more. It’s suffocating, smothering and intense but you start to crave it after you’ve been ‘together’ long enough.

B — Blood

how messy are they willing to get?

If given the choice, he’d much rather not get messy at all as his yandere nature is based in his delusion that you’re already in a relationship and he doesn’t want to upset you. He’ll only kill or do some ‘dirty work’ to keep you with him if he has literally no alternative option.

C — Cruelty

how would they treat their darling after abducting them? would they mock them?

He treats you like royalty but he can only be as kind and loving as you’ll let him. If you’re compliant then he’ll go the full nine yards when it comes to spoiling you, but if you’re rebellious and cruel then he’ll start off slowly. Generally speaking he won’t be cruel towards you unless you’ve pushed him well past his breaking point.

D — Darling

other than abduction, what would they do against their darling's will?

Most forms of affection, really, short of kissing and sexual forms of intimacy. So he’ll cuddle you, feed you, rest against you, share a bed with you and other forms of couple-esque activities whether you want him to or not — but he does accept a ‘no’ when it comes to things like sex and kissing.

E — Exposed

how much do they open up to their darling? how vulnerable are they with them?

He’s extremely open and vulnerable with you because he views you as his partner rather than his hostage. You’re the only person he’s completely honest about his feelings and opinions with as he feels that you won’t judge him — so he tells you everything he can. Hunter won’t pressure you to do the same, he is (sort of) a gentleman after all, but he does get a bit upset that you’re so closed off to him on occasion.

F — Fight

how would they feel if their darling fought back?

He’d be more scandalised and confused than anything else as he’s only trying to help you or be affectionate and he doesn’t get why you’re acting so violently and cruelly towards him. It really upsets him when you reject his advances and try to fight him — but even though he’s more than capable of winning against you, he will generally just walk away dejected rather than try to force his affection on you. He does understand consent, he just doesn’t acknowledge that you don’t want to be with him at all.

G — Game

do they view this as a game? how much do they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Hunter in no way views your ‘relationship’ as a game which is why it pains him whenever you try and escape. From his perspective you’re healthy partners and you’re just struggling to adjust to your new environment, hence why he’s so very patience and gentle with you whenever he has to retrieve you — with some exceptions. He just wants a normal relationship and he doesn’t get why you’re being so difficult.

H — Hell

what would their darling's worst experience with them be?

Being locked away and deprived of any social interaction or nourishment beyond what is needed to keep you alive — for a week. Effectively being isolated so completely that you had no choice but to beg for Hunter to stay with you in order to stay sane. Though this only happened once and it was in retaliation to constant rejection and verbal abuse from you.

I — Ideals

what future do they have in mind for them and their darling?

He dreams of a domestic and intimate future: the two of you living in a small comfortable home in the woods, him working as a carver and surrounded by wild magic, you being the loving stay at home spouse who is always there to support him and drown him in affection. A couple of pets and maybe a child or two thrown in the mix, but his focus is on having you and you alone.

J — Jealousy

how do they deal with jealousy? how do they act when jealous?

When he gets jealous, which is pretty often, he’ll usually ignore the cause and take it out on those he’s assigned to deal with. Treating the witches he’s hunting with much more cruelty and sadism than is necessary before returning to you in a much better mood — almost as if the inciting incident never happened. He tries to keep his more violent side hidden from you unless you give him no other choice than to harm you.

K — Kisses

how do they act around their darling?

When he’s around you, he’s incredibly affectionate and open — you’re the centre of his world, the one he’s the most comfortable being himself around, and it really does show. He can spend hours sitting beside you and chatting about anything and everything, or he’s just as happy to sit in silence and do nothing as long as you’re there beside him. He’s always touching you somehow and always staring at you, eager for any morsel of affection you might throw his way and unyieldingly loving — like a dangerously possessive golden retriever.

L — Love Letters

how would they court or approach their darling?

He’d start courting you after kidnapping you, showering you with affection and compliments and the sorts of foods and trinkets that he knows you love. Hunter is actually shockingly romantic and thoughtful and would have been much more successful in his mission to woo you if he’d have started there rather than with the imprisonment thing.

M — Mask

how different are their true colours to their outside behaviour?

His true colours are just a more extreme projection of his real personality. All of his anxieties and fears and phobias of being forgotten and unloved are cranked up to 11 with you and that manifests as a manipulative, clingy and possessive persona that you both pity and fear. It’s so similar, in fact, that most of his friends won’t even notice the shift in his behaviour until he’s too far gone to go back.

N — Naughty

how would they punish their darling?

Hunter hates when he has to punish you but he recognises that sometimes he needs to set an example. So to compensate for his usual lenience his punishments are extremely harsh. He’ll lock you up in a dark room with only a small window for air and light, having a single coven scout bring you the bare essentials (some food and drink but just enough to sustain you) without talking or looking at you. He keeps you isolated like that for upwards of a week before he finally comes to see you and he uses a mixture of insults and guilt tripping to convince you that you were in the wrong — gaslighting you until you’re the one apologising to him. And, even then, he won’t let you out until you’re clinging to him and begging him not to leave you. He still feels bad for going this far, but the results (however short term) more than make up for it in his mind.

O — Oppression

how many rights would they take from their darling?

Generally speaking Hunter is quite lenient with you, as far as he’s aware — but that’s based on how he was treated growing up in the Emperor’s Coven. You’re no longer allowed to go out on your own (but he lets you leave on occasion with him as your chaperone), he doesn’t allow you to communicate with outsiders (but you can have friends amongst the most loyal members of the coven) and he is the one who dictates what you wear and eat (but he chooses things that he thinks you’ll like). So he’s still considerate, just in his own twisted way.

P — Patience

how patient are they with their darling?

He has all the patience in the world with you, but even saints have their limits. Hunter will try every trick in the book to try and keep you comfortable and compliant, taking every insult and screaming match and attack with grace — but eventually he will snap and you will regret making him reach his breaking point.

Q — Quit

would they ever be able to move on if their darling died, left or escaped?

You are the centre of his world and if something happened to you he would never be able to move on. If you left or escaped then he’d hunt you down and bring you ‘home’. If you died he’d either delude himself into thinking that you’re still out there and waiting for him to find you, or he’d try to bring you back. His uncle managed to do it for him and maybe he had the right idea…

R — Regret

would they ever feel guilt about kidnapping their darling? would they ever let them go?

Never. He fully believes that he did was was necessary to give you the chance to grow together as a couple, doesn’t even really view it as a bad thing to be honest. As such he would never let you go.

S — Stigma

what brought about this side of themselves?

Seeing how gentle and loving you are to those around you. Hunter was still under his uncle’s thumb when he first noticed you, and being exposed to such genuine kindness and casual affection completely took him by surprise. That was when he started to get the urge to covet your kindness and gentleness for himself, which eventually culminated in him kidnapping you.

T — Tears

how do they feel about seeing their darling cry/scream/isolate themselves?

He would hate it. Hunter kidnapped you because he loved you not because he hated you — so seeing you so upset and terrified would absolutely break his heart. Though despite all reason he just won’t accept that he’s the source of your upset and will stifle you with his presence in order to try and comfort you. He tells himself that you’re just struggling to adjust and that soon you’ll know why he did what he did and you can finally be a normal couple. Soon.

U — Unique

how do they differ from a classic yandere?

Hunter refuses to harm those around you because he doesn’t want you to hate him. Yes he gets jealous and possessive, but he won’t take a life unless it’s an absolute last resort — and he thankfully hasn’t had to yet.

V — Vice

what weaknesses could their darling exploit to escape?

His adoration for you and his desire for you to willingly be with him. If you act complaint and in love for long enough he’ll start increasing the number of ‘dates’ the two of you go on until he’s eventually comfortable with letting you go out alone. At that point you should be able to escape so long as you make use of King and Luz’s help to keep you in a different realm to him at all times.

W — Wit's End

would they ever hurt their darling?

Not unless he was extremely desperate and pushed well beyond his breaking point. For example if you kept on denying him and belittling him and trying to escape then there’s a good chance of him giving you a very solid reminder of just how dangerous he is. He’d do that by breaking both of your legs — that way you’d both be completely reliant on him and unable to escape (physically in the moment or mentally later as the pain and memory of how strong he actually is will linger with you for the foreseeable future).

X — Xoanon

do they revere/worship their darling? how much? what lengths would they go to to win them over?

He practically worships the ground you walk on and is the most loyal and affectionate partner you could ask for. Unfortunately you didn’t ask for it and when you reject him he becomes more and more desperate and even aggressive with his affection, doing everything he can think of to win you over and avoid having to punish you for your words/actions.

Y — Yearn

how long did they pine before acting on their feelings?

Hunter has loved you since the first moment he heard your voice — so upwards of months or even years were spent stalking and pining after you behind his professional facade and emotionless mask. For him it was love at first sound and sight, but you were none the wiser.

Z — Zenith

would they ever break their darling?

Not consciously he wouldn’t, and I doubt he’d even really notice if he did. From his perspective he’s finally gotten what he wants; you’re in love with him, you actively seek out his company and you no longer want to run away. It’s pretty much a dream come true so he wills himself to ignore or forget all of the isolation, punishment and cruelty against you that led to this point — choosing his happily ever after instead.

[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

[your-friendly-sociopath]

If you do Owl House content can I please ask for a yandere hunter with a darling that has the personality of chiaki from Danganronpa

Okie dokie. I've never seen Danganronpa so I had to Google the character 😁🙏 I srsly hope I didn't get her wrong. Anyways here ya go (hc format)

Platonic

Hunter first met you when you had been assigned to join him on a mission

You were only a few years younger then him

And sense he was the "teen prodigy" having someone as you g as you working so close to him threatened him

He didn't want to be seen as just another asset for the titan with you here

So he started sabotaging your efforts

Making anything and everything you did on the mission backfire

One night Hunter assigned you for patrol while the other scouts rested for the night

So you sat just outside of grounds staring at the stars

Suddenly a roar echoed through the woods surrounding your camp

You immediately got up with a defensive spell at the ready

A giant slitherbeast came crashing through the bushes and charged at you

Attempting to ward it off you sent fire spells to the beast

Woken by the commotion outside Hunter came charging towards you

To his surprise, he felt a jolt of fear at the thought of you being injured

So he summoned his staff and attacked the beast

Efficiently scaring it away

Hunter landed and rushed to you, bombarding you with questions

When he was sure you were fine he pulled you into a tight embrace

Ever since then Hunter grew protective of you and followed you everywhere

He made sure you were always assigned missions under his command

Over time you started to see him as you older brother, and he saw you as his little sister

As your relationship grew closer he started getting more overprotective and possessive

One time the emperor gave you a dangerous mission on your own

You came back a week later, successful, but severely injured

Hunter sat at your bedside for weeks after making sure you healed correctly

During that time he realized that the emperor's coven was to dangerous, and that he was the only who could protect you

So he slipped some sleeping nettles into your drink and watched as you grew steadily more tired

Once he was sure you were out he kidnapped you and took you to a safe house

When you woke you found yourself in a completely foreign room, wrapped like a little sushi in warm blankets

You started to panic

Hunter heard you and rushed into your room, pulling you close and hushing you while rocking you back and forth

"Don't worry little sister, your safe now. I'll never let anything hurt you again.."

[specter-writes]

Hello! Can I request a yandere!hunter x reader oneshot, where they have been “together” for a while, and reader willingly initiates physical touch (a hug, hand holding, anything is fine) with hunter for the first time.

TW: manipulate/toxic relationship, unhealthy worship of s/o, language

-he goes akfnhajdnjs

-he freezes up

-and forgets he's actually like supposed to return the gesture

-not an epic gamer moment :/

-but in his defense

-to him, you are a deity or a guardian angel that came down to save him from himself

-so he just got hugged by God

-you'd probably freak out too

-but anyway, so he's standing there like 🕴 as youre trying to hug him

-and you think he's mad and that you've done fucked up

-and so you scramble away

-he immediately realizes his mistake

-and hugs you with 10 times the strength

-finallly, FINALLY, you're accepting that you were always meant to be his and he was meant to be yours.

-things could only get better from here on out

Hope this is what you were looking for anon! Have a lovely day :)

[madmanwonder]

Prompt

Crossover AU

Larxene is the type of woman to make fun of Hunter and tell him how someone like him can never be with a perfect woman such as herself. But when he points out that he is with someone else like Luz... her demeanor changes to a crazy bitch.

Yasundere Meme

Larxene: Lookee we got here~ *Look at Hunter with a cruel smirk* A worthless virgin loser who will never get a woman like me or anyone else in fact *Let out cruel crackle at the annoyed, crestfallen look from Grimwalker*

Hunter: *Look at the blonde Nobody* Too bad for you i am with Luz who's a different breed from you *Walk away from the stunned older blonde*

Larxene: *Look at the distant form of Hunter with 'yandere' eyes and a snarl of a crazy bitch* That...Fucking...Bitch *She punch a nearby wall utterly destoryed the wall with a dark and animalistic growl*

[yandere-toons]

Yandere: I wasn't STALKING you. I was just educating myself on your lore. Calm down.

Okay, but imagine Hunter (TOH) sputtering out an excuse like this when you catch him spying on you. He trains himself to identify your voice over the din and leaps from his hiding place behind the gaudiest kiosk in the Night Market.

Depending on whether this is pre-Hollow Mind, Hunter might throw up a rambling explanation for how Emperor Belos assigned him to a reconnaissance mission.

"You're a person of interest." He keeps his golden mask securely fastened to his face, hoping that its show-nothing design will render you oblivious to the profuse sweat now dripping down his uniform.

A pang of fear stabs Hunter in the gut as he hears his own words and struggles to rip the wobble out of his voice. "To Emperor Belos, I mean!" The slight crack and fluctuation of intonation, embedded deeper in his memory than anywhere else, fills him with a cold awareness of the smallest things.

Hunter stops his arm before it satisfies an itch under the hem of his glove. The leather, once a gleaming sign of prestige, now traps his wrist and palm in a clammy prison.

He looks away, as if anyone else in this world could seize his attention more, and reaches out to wave his hand up and down a few times. "So, resume your daily activities, citizen." Hunter leans against the side of the kiosk, props one heel over the other, and crosses his arms in an attempt to appear suave.

"I'll ... I'll be here."

As you scout another stall for cheap contraband, Hunter lays his full weight on the kiosk and accidentally pushes it into a steep bend in the road. He saves himself with a stumble and looks from you to the fleeing kiosk, then sprints after it, cloak flaring, yelling at the kiosk to "give me a break!"

Wheels snap and pots shatter in a crash that summons from the night an immediate uproar.

[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)

[frogspond200]

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜- 𝙶𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 (𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛)

𓅓 The Golden Guard, being possessive and protective, would treat you as his prized possession, ensuring your safety at all costs. He would go to great lengths to shield you from any harm or danger.

𓅓 When it comes to cuddling, the Golden Guard would have a dual nature. On one hand, he would be extremely gentle and affectionate, embracing you tightly and showering you with affection. However, there might also be moments where his possessive tendencies surface, resulting in intense, possessive cuddling sessions.

𓅓 In terms of keeping you, the Golden Guard would be incredibly possessive, wanting you to be solely his. He may go to extreme lengths to isolate you from others, ensuring that you’re always within his sight and control. This could involve restricting your interactions with friends or even keeping you confined in certain situations.

𓅓 As for nicknames, the Golden Guard might call you his “Precious Bird,” “My Human,” or “My Love.” These endearing names reflect his possessive affection and how highly he values you.

𓅓 Around you, the Golden Guard would exhibit a mix of intense devotion and protectiveness. He would always be on high alert, constantly watching over you and being ready to intervene if any perceived threat arises. His actions may come across as overbearing, but they stem from his overwhelming love and desire to protect you.

[tohisprettyc00l]

Hey! Could u write a Hunter x Nonbinary! Yandere! Reader who’s a god like the Collector?

-Yikes bro.

-Depending on when you meet him he ALSO kinda worships you.

-Which on one hand keeps him with you but also: :(.

-You don't want to be scary.

-In fact to show him how much you love him you'll give him anything he wants.

-besides leaving

-but why would he want to

-He better not wish it was hot or colder or just change something about outside in general. Because you will destroy the natural order for him.

-Also Flapjack WILL NOT die here. Like Collector can't bring back people from the dead (For some reason he has done more impressive things.) But Belos will fear your ass.

-You would do anything for him.

[sleepingdeath-light]

intelligent & manipulative yandere s/o hcs ; hunter

requested by ; anonymous (18/04/23)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; main | hunter only

character(s) ; hunter wittebane

outline ; “Hellooooo

Can you write headcannons for Hunter x gn! Yandere reader who's insanely smart and really good at manipulation?

Just general headcannons would work fine! No need to add smut”

warning(s) ; emotional blackmail, manipulation, toxic dynamics

hunter has a history of being manipulated by those in his life, particularly by those who know exactly how to get what they want — you are just the latest name on that list

you were able to initially gain his favour by playing into his passions: engaging him about wild magic and wolves and his friends

building up a friendship based on what you’d learned and moulding yourself into the exact sort of person he’d want to date

spent time inserting yourself into every aspect of his life — his friendships, his hobbies, his work and his family — until the two of you were so intertwined that he couldn’t imagine a life without you

that’s when you started dating and when you slowly started to let small parts of your real personality shine through

threatening anyone who tries to flirt with him

constantly being around him, suffocating him with your presence until he forgets what it felt like to be alone

covering him in hickeys so at a glance it’s obvious he’s taken

manipulating his perceptions of others until you are the only one he can trust

you let him keep his small group of friends and his father figure, but anything else is unnecessary and you don’t let him expand beyond you

after all, they all love you as much as they love him — you make hunter so happy that they don’t even question what you’re doing

you’re so kind that you only have hunter’s best interests at heart

you’re so loving that you spend so much time around him

you’re so thoughtful that you plan every event involving him so that they don’t have anything to worry about

you’re so well integrated that the toxicity and obsession becomes normalised and you’re able to get away with everything

with the lies

with the smothering

with the threats

and even with murder — but just the one

and, finally, you get to keep your darling little hunter all to yourself and he never even utters a word of complaint

because he’s forgotten life without you

life without the suffocating and overbearing presence you bring

life with privacy

life with the freedom to socialise

life as his own person

but none of that matters now because he was you, and you’re the only person he needs

[your-friendly-sociopath]

Not sure if you're still taking request

But if it's okay can you please do a part two

To the request I sent in

And can it be where the darling doesn't fight back even after being kidnapped

Yeah ofc 😁

Part Two

The first few days after your kidnapping had been a little rough

Though you hadn't really fought back (which Hunter was immensely grateful for) your mental health had started deteriorating

You knew that any escape attempts would be futile, as Hunter was both physically and magically stronger then you

The hopelessness of your situation started getting to you, and little by little you lost your will to leave

Of course Hunter noticed this and did whatever he could to cheer you up

Hunter became (in his eyes) the best big brother the boiling isles has ever seen

And over time, with his efforts, you became happy with your situation, and happy with him

He was your big brother after all.

"I'm so happy you're here, now we can be together forever.."

I know this is way shorter then before but I couldn't think of what else to put here 😅 hoped y'all enjoyed. Also link to part one below just in case