#i love how amity STILL continues to fuck it all up because shes so painfully awkward and guilty

[lollytea]

I get to write Willow and Amitys weird awkward friendship in this fic I'm so excited!!!

#its hard being both a willow lover and an amity liker #i LOVE to talk about how amity deeply affected willow's life for the worse #but i also love to talk about how amity has to live with that truth for the rest of her life #i love how amity continues to try because she loves willow #tries too hard even #i love how amity STILL continues to fuck it all up because shes so painfully awkward and guilty #and shes so busy trying to preserve a friendship that died years ago that she doesnt realize that she should be aiming to build a new one #because this is NOT the same girl that she knew #i love that amity still means so much to willow that she cant bring herself to get confrontational over the obvious infantilization #i love that willow is trying so hard too because she wants this to work out so badly #and she cant even admit to herself that this idealized friendship shes wanted back for YEARS is not everything she hoped it would be #i love both girls so much #it used to be a real struggle to talk about this because somebody with a hate bias towards amity always wants to chime in #and like okay fine sure you can hate whatever character you want im not gonna shame you for it #i just dont WANT to discuss one of my my favourite dynamics with people who hate one of the characters yknow? #theyre two teenage girls who love each other and theyre struggling to love each other properly but they want to #I LOVE THEM!!!

[ramblingguy54]

“Listen, you’re strong and I’m tired. If this continues, you’ll probably escape. But here’s the thing, we know where to find you and your human, so just hand over the key.”

     There’s something painfully tragic about how all it took to get the portal key from Amity wasn’t his display of magical prowess, but much like taking a page outta Belos’ book of emotional warfare, he hit Amity at her greatest weakness, her love and devotion to Luz’s well being. This goes to show what a ironclad grip Belos’ cold and calculating thinking has had on Hunter’s humanity. While there’s clearly still good inside of him that’ll go on to further challenge his current convictions to helping Emperor Belos in Season 2′s run, you can see how these years he’s spent with the power hungry tyrant have made him adopt sneakier methods of achieving his goals. 

     Reminds me a lot of what Lilith said to Edalyn in Agony of a Witch, “Maybe you are stronger than me, but that made me work smarter. I became sharp. Crafty.”, where if an opponent can’t best their foe in combat they’ll resort the next best thing, underhanded mind games. She couldn’t keep the portal key anymore because Hunter could easily report Amity to Belos putting Luz, King, Edalyn, Hooty, and her own siblings at the Emperor Coven’s mercy. Even if Hunter was just entirely bluffing, it’s still fucked up because Amity tried to show compassion to someone, who clearly can be capable of the same thing. However, Hunter didn’t return those same feelings of kindness, repaying it in threatening to go after someone Amity has grown to greatly care for.

     Amity desired to join the Emperor’s Coven, so she’s getting a taste of how it can transform people, as seen through Hunter & Lilith’s cases, into emotionally distant and ticking time bombs of self-destructive behavior. The very kind she used to have problems with in Season 1′s run time before spending more time around Luz. Amity wasn’t able to accomplish anything that genuinely interested her, nor made the young witch feel good about herself, overall. Amity’s whole happiness depended on pleasing others whether it was her shitty parents, shallow peers, or solely accomplishing magical feats to impress the Emperor’s Coven. This was supposed to be her entire future laid out in front of Amity.

     Hunter stated to Luz in Hunting Palismen, “At least you can figure out your own...”, when they discussed about issues of what their futures could be because Amity very much had this same struggle of existentialism. Amity wasn’t living for herself at all, but for the sake of pleasing others around her. They expected Amity to do great things never asking her if she felt the same about though? Owl House continues to expand upon why the Coven system is so highly flawed because not only does it limit the magical denizens of the Boiling Isles, but it places labels upon whomever wants to become something more, then what they perceive themselves as in general.

     Amity & Hunter are two individuals who had their supposed futures laid out in front of them. One has broken free of those shackles, while the other is still trying to figure out what he truly wants in his life. Hunter still hasn’t connected the important dots about it not having to be this way. That he could achieve happiness on his own terms and not through what others believe him to be, which is a powerless witch. Hunter does have this very power inside him to understand this concept, but it’s all a matter of does he want to change? Not to mention, thinking change of that magnitude is even possible because of what Belos has put into his head all those years, too.

#toh season 2 spoilers #hunter wittebane #toh season 2 #eclipse lake #amity blight #two people who had their futures determined but one broke free #can he do the same? #meta post #toh analysis #the owl house

[kenzieam]

Amity Confidential - Chapter 6 (Eric X OC)

Rating: M (swearing/smut/anger/other adult themes :p)

**Possible Trigger Warnings, Sensitive Subject Matter**

Genre: Drama/Humour/Angst

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A new standalone story for Fox and Eric - NO, NOT THE PWP I WAS ASKING ABOUT EARLIER…..THAT’S IN THE WORKS STILL - Thank you everyone for indulging me and my ramblings, you are my lovelies!

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**Possible Trigger Warnings, Sensitive Subject Matter**

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It was early the next morning when Fox gradually began to wake up again, Eric was pressed to her side, his strong arms banding her, his face buried in her neck.

“Eric?” She murmured.

Still asleep, he only nuzzled his face further into her hair with a contented sigh.

Suddenly, Eric’s phone began to beep and he startled slightly, then groaned and rolled away from Fox, reaching for the nightstand.

“Coulter.......What?! You’re fucking joking......alright, give me an hour...okay! Half an hour.” Eric sat up with a groan, his gaze regretful.

“What?” Fox asked quietly as Eric reached down and gently stroked her cheek. He sighed heavily before answering.

“That was Max, I have to go back to Dauntless.” He paused, as if unwilling to say more, then huffed and continued. “The leaders are meeting to decide whether to charge me with murder, Jack brought truth serum and they’re going to interrogate me.”

Fox inhaled sharply, her eyes widening with alarm, “Eric, no.” Her heart began to race, if Eric was found guilty, anything could happen, he could be stripped of his leadership title (not that that mattered to Fox, she’d love him even if he was a janitor, but Eric’s identity was so tied to being a Dauntless leader that Fox was worried about how he’d feel if it was taken from him), he could even be sentenced to death, to firing squad; Fox’s stomach dropped at the thought, Eric had been protecting her, had saved her from a madman, this was her fault.

Eric read the thoughts crossing her face and frowned in concern, his hand gently cupped her cheek and he leaned forwards, pressing his lips to hers in a soft but insistent kiss. Pulling back, he rested his forehead to hers, adjusting his body to avoid leaning on her and causing Fox more pain.

“This is not your fault,” he murmured. “It’s Blaze’s, he could have just accepted your decision and stayed away, instead he tried to kill you....I will never apologize for saving you from that.” He pressed one more kiss to her lips, Fox couldn’t stop the fleeting thought that this was his good-bye to her; and pulled away. Fox watched with tears in her eyes as he left the room, not looking back.

Despite the hours she’d just spent sleeping in Eric’s arms, Fox felt exhausted, and even though Eric was a verifiable furnace of body heat, Fox was cold, a bone-deep chill that had nothing to do with her anxiety over the leaders convening to decide Eric’s fate. Her eyelids fluttered and, as a nurse appeared with a new syringe, closed; her body sagging back into the bed.

Someone calling her name pulled Fox from unconsciousness later. Wincing, Fox squinted, focusing reluctantly on the owner.

“M-Max?” She wheezed, trying to sit up. She felt Max’s hands on her shoulders, heard him shush her and tell her to lay back.

“You look like shit Fox, just lay back.”

Nodding, Fox fell back, breathing hard. “Are you here about Eric?”

Max nodded. “The faction leaders have convened and are waiting for me, Eric has been subjected to the truth serum and interrogated. We only need your testimony now. Tell me what happened from the beginning.”

“What happened?” Fox mumbled.

“Yeah, tell me why I have a Fence Commander dead in the Chasm, a leader half-dead in the hospital and another leader being investigated for murder, enlighten me LaRue.” Max snapped.

Fox sighed. “It started when you sent us to the Amity festival together, and the wine was spiked.” She looked at Max and he nodded; the poisoned wine investigation was still going on, and was becoming a massive can of worms, with the security of stored serums now being reviewed in every faction.

Fox glanced away before continuing. “We both drank the wine, and then slept together....I tried to break it off, tried to stay loyal to Blaze but....my heart wasn’t in it, wasn’t his anymore. I fought back and forth with myself for a week about what to do, and then Blaze came home from the fence and I confessed, told him I couldn’t marry him. He was furious, but I didn’t hear anymore from him. Then....I was walking home from the Pit and....Blaze attacked me, swung at me with something, Eric said it was a pipe...he tried to hit me again and then tackled me, but I was so disoriented from him hitting me that I could barely fight back.......he was going to rape me first, I could hear him pulling at his pants. He grabbed my throat, growled that ‘I’d give it to Coulter but not him?’ then....it must have been when he stabbed me, I felt two sharp pains in my stomach.....he was choking me, everything was going dark, then Pax grabbed me and I could hear screaming and roaring as he carried me away. I woke up here, feeling like shit.”

Max nodded, “your description of the attack matches the security camera footage, as well as Eric and Pax’s testimony. There is no question that Blaze intended to kill you; rape you first, then kill you. The question is whether Eric used unnecessary force in dealing with him.”

Fox opened her mouth to answer but Max waved his hand dismissively. “I would have said yes except for two points. Firstly, I have known Eric since his initiation and have worked closely with him ever since. Eric is supremely, fiercely loyal to those few he chooses to let into his circle, will do anything for them once they have earned his trust; I expect nothing less for the woman he’s given his heart to.”

Fox’s heart thumped painfully and the back of her eyes began to tickle.

“Secondly, once you were removed from Blaze’s range, he turned his rage on Eric. The camera footage backs this up. He fully intended to kill Eric after being denied you. I don’t know if you saw, but Eric has defensive wounds to both forearms and hands. Blaze slashed at him with the same knife he’d stabbed you with. This takes Eric’s actions from defense of a loved one to defense of his own life. I will remind the other faction leaders of this when I return to Dauntless. Thank you for your time, Fox. I hope to see you back soon.” He patted Fox’s shoulder once then stood and left.

Fox watched him go, then sighed shakily and relaxed back against the bed, unaware until now that she’d been full of tension while answering Max. His words kept replaying through her head, I expect nothing less for the woman he’s given his heart to. Eric’s quiet words to her last night, his head buried in her hair, I need you. Marry me baby, please, and this morning, I will never apologize for saving you, joined Max’s in circling her thoughts and Fox shivered; the thought of another being willing to kill for you was a heady sensation, but Fox realized with a jolt that if the situation had been reversed, she would have done the same, and not just because she’d chosen Dauntless, had dripped her blood on the hot coals. She would do it because already, in so short a time, Eric had become her other half, her reason for being, and the thought of continuing her life without him was inconceivable, she’d rather die saving his life than continue without him. The knowledge hit hard, but didn’t alarm Fox, it filled her warmth, a sense of peace.

Cursing herself for not being able to stay wake, Fox’s eyelids fell closed again.

A gentle touch and dip of the mattress woke Fox later, familiar powerful arms banded around her and warm breath tickled the back of her neck.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Eric murmured into her throat.

“Tired, and I’m cold.”

“You are,” Eric murmured, tightening his arms and rubbing her skin gently. “Have the nurses been in lately?”

“I....I don’t know, I’ve been sleeping....what happened with the interrogation?”

Eric’s lips caressed Fox’s shoulder before he answered. The truth serum had been uncomfortable, he’d fought it before giving in, spilling more secrets than he’d have liked to. They’d wanted to know how long he’d been in love with Fox, if he’d forced himself on her at the festival, threatened her in any way to make her break off her engagement to Blaze. Eric had fought back bitter rage as he spat his answers, why would he force Fox to do anything? He loved her, and she him, the amity serum had just brought to the surface what they’d been fighting to keep secret from each other all along. Blaze had just been a sore loser, Eric did not regret his actions, he would kill Blaze all over again if he could, he would kill anyone who threatened Fox. His eyes had flashed dangerously with this veiled threat and Max had nodded barely perceptively in return.

“They dropped the charges. Not guilty. I told Max I’m taking two weeks vacation starting now. When you get out of here I’m taking you away for a few days, and we’re going to be alone finally.”

Fox didn’t respond and Eric nudged her gently, “Fox?”

Fox tried to answer, but managed only a shudder instead; in spite of all the sleep she’d gotten today, she was still exhausted and despite her blankets she had been shivering all day. Eric’s brows furrowed in concern as he felt her full-body tremble and he raised his head, nudging Fox ever so gently.

“Fox? Answer me...Fox?” Eric’s tone grew anxious, Fox had woken when he’d curled beside her just minutes ago, but now she’d gone oddly slack in his arms. Her body temperature was alarmingly low, and her breathing was rapid and shallow. Where the fuck have the nurses been?! Eric reached for the call button and stabbed it viciously, his heart beginning to pound in fear.

A nurse walked in and hadn’t even opened her mouth yet to ask the problem when Eric barked at her to ‘get the doctor now!’ the nurse hesitated and Eric roared at her. “Now, goddammit!”

Turning his attention back to Fox Eric touched her cheek, slapping it ever so gently. Fox’s head snapped limply to the side, her eyes were half-open and a bluish tinge coloured her lips. Eric’s heart nearly stopped. “FOX?!” He yelled, cupping her chin, his eyes wild. This had happened so fast, one moment she was asking about the interrogation, the next she was deadly silent, deadly pale. Pure panic and adrenaline shot white hot through his veins and he rose onto his knees beside Fox’s motionless form; his hands grabbing her shoulders as he screamed at her to wake up. Feet pounded in the hallway and the doctor ran in, followed by a pack of nurses.

“What-”

“Something’s wrong!” Eric roared, “haven’t you been watching her?!” His voice was a strangled mix of rage and fear, his eyes blazing.

Indignant, the doctor set his jaw, “she is exhausted from her ordeal-”

“Fuck that!” Eric screamed, “she’s fucking blue!”

That seemed to finally penetrate and the doctor whirled, barking at the nurses. They descended on Fox like a pack of wolves and Eric felt himself bodily pulled away. He paced back and forth, fighting the nearly overwhelming urge to throw the staff aside and pull Fox into his arms, scream her awake again, but he forced himself to stay out of the way. Equal parts rage and panic boiled in his veins, where the fuck had everyone been? Hadn’t they noticed something was wrong with her? Why the fuck did I leave her? I should have been here! Eric was pulled from his thoughts by more nurses and doctors running into the room, someone barking orders. Fox was transferred to a gurney and Eric watched helplessly as her motionless form disappeared.

#eric coulter #jai courtney #eric coulter fanfiction #eric divergent #divergent #eric divergent fanfiction #fanfiction #eric and fox