#owl house x female reader

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Innocent and Touch-Starved 18+

Hunter x GN! Reader

All Characters are written to be 18+

Warnings: Handjob, Incredibly inexperienced Hunter, First orgasm, First time Masturbating, Reader acts as a 'Teacher' to Hunter, Hunter may be slightly OOC but shouldn’t be too bad (he’s just a bit more submissive than normal)

If you don’t like, don’t read! It’s better for both you and me!!

Request Box: OPEN

As fluffy as smut could get

Word count: 1713

A/N: This was originally going to be NSFW HC's for Hunter but as you can see it turned into a small fic! If the writing style shifts part way through that's the reason why! This is set POST time skip when hunter’s 18

Not Beta read, We die like flapjack; could have missed some mistakes.

As we all know by now, Hunter really isn't familiar with the common concepts of affection or love. So something mildly sexual, let alone sex, is a completely foreign concept to him.

So foreign that if you started dating when he was still the Golden Guard, chances are you wouldn't have had any kind of sexual encounter with him due to him being overworked and generally touch-starved. 

It honestly wouldn't surprise me if he didn't even know what sex was as most of the information he learns comes from Belos, who,  being from the 1600’s, definitely has a warped view of sex. So him not wanting his “nephew” to be tempted by the desires of lust isn't all that surprising.  

But when he's free from Belos and living in the Human Realm is when he starts getting more open with you. 

It starts slow, he gives more kisses than usual, then he starts letting you hold him longer, closer.

He basically starts getting all clingy, and he's not really sure why. 

He thinks it's because he just really loves you (which is true) but in reality,  he’s just starting to get really horny after being touch starved for so long. 

Then eventually, you two are cuddling on the couch in the living room watching some movies. You both have been left to keep watch of the house while Camila, Vee, and the Hexside Quartet went out to buy groceries. 

Them being out of the house meant free hugs without any teasing from them, which was perfect for Hunter. So now here you two were, cuddling up in a blanket, watching a, honestly pretty boring movie marathon on TV.

Feeling a tad bit sleepy you lean further into Hunter’s chest, snuggling into the soft form beneath you. 

“I love you…” You Yawn out. 

His Ears darken with blush before he nodded.. 

He hasn't said I love you back yet, but it's fine for you, you know the kind of upbringing he's had, I love you's definitely weren't common place. 

Hunter’s face falls deeper and deeper into a crimson blush, the weight of your body, the warmth of your body is so close.

It's already way past the point of when His body gets a “tingling” feeling with you. He still has no idea what causes it or what it means.

Suddenly he feels you shift and let out a noise of discomfort.

“Are you ok, Y/n?” He asks, his voice low

“Yeah! Don’t worry Hunter, i uh, just felt something firm poke me and I was surprised hehe…” You chuckle awkwardly raising up to face him. 

Hunter’s confused “Something Firm?”

“Yeah, uh… there.” you point

Slowly, his magenta eyes follow the invisible line connecting your pointing finger and this “firm” thing, until eventually they land right on the bulging tent in his sweatpants.

He quickly covers his bulge with a pillow. 

“S-Sorry I didn't mean- This doesn't normally happen when we-” He stampers over his words

“Hey hey, don't worry Hunter, it's no big deal” He feels you lightly caress his cheek. 

Despite his face feeling hotter than the boiling sea, he calms down a little.

“Here, I can step out for a few so you can take care of it”  He sees you begin to leave

“Take care of it? What… Do you mean?” He asks sheepishly. 

He watches as you look at him in surprise. 

“You know.. Relieve it? By..  masturbating… “ You say awkardly.

“Mastur…bate?” Hunter says confused

He watches you walk back over and sit beside him

“Have you really never done that?”

He nods his head, more than a little embarrassed

“Well what do you normally do when it happens?”

“I just… Wait till it stops, it usually happens when I'm asleep and when i wake up it's already like this..”

He thinks back to all the times he would be late to training, meetings, and other Golden Guard business thanks to his ‘problem’ most mornings.

You both sit in silence before he hears 3 words leave your mouth

“I can help..”

He jumps back slightly 

“But only if you want me too… I would never touch you without your permission, you know that…”

 you pause 

“I can show you how to masturbate so that you will know how in the future…”

He thinks for a moment before nodding his head at you, “Ok Y/n, I trust you, please show me..” 

He slowly moves the pillow from his crotch revealing the tent in his gray sweatpants. He sees you smile warmly before you get to work.

Your light fingertips move to gently hold his face as you kiss him, freckling them all over. 

He watches you beneath him, slowly lowering yourself from the couch to the floor of the living room, your hands slowly making their way down his body as you plant your kisses, before they stop at the waist line of his pants.

He watches you pull back and look him in the eyes before asking

“Are you sure?” He nods sheepishly again. Slowly your fingertips creep under the elastic of his sweats before pulling them down in one toff motion.

From his sweats, Hunter’s Hard-on springs up, standing at full mass. Hunter looks away as deep crimson shades his face.  Having his ‘privates’ out in full view was the last thing he thought would ever happen, but here he was.

Hunter is afraid to see your reaction, but what makes him even more afraid is that he hasn't even heard you react yet. Slowly, he looks down to see your almost surprised reaction.

“Is… is it ok?” Hunter Asks, “N-normal i mean..” If he knew nothing about sex and masturbation, He certainly didn't know if his ‘privates’ were the same as other people his age or if he somehow differed. On top of that, being a Grimwalker came with many health related questions, this being one of them.

Hunter quickly calms down when you give him that soft smile and say, “Completely normal, and completely perfect.”

Your hand leisurely makes its way to his hard-on before your fingers wrap around it,

Hunter shutters at the touch and his back straightens “F-Feels good…”

“Good Hunter, just relax..” he feels your other hand knead his thigh soothing him to lay back.

Your hand begins moving up and down his shaft, your grip tightening and loosening every so often. Hunter’s voice began to come out, what were soft moans began to develop into loud groans that filled the room. 

“Y/n so g-good…” 

You sped up your hand at his words, “Try to pay attention to how I'm doing it ok? So You'll know later for later.“

Hunter nods his head, half lidded eyes watch down at you fisting his hard-on. The way your soft hand feels on his shaft, the wet slapping sound with each pump, it was all so much for him

“You’re leaking so much pre Hunter, you must really be backed up, huh?”

“P-Pre?” he moans out 

“Precum. It's what’s making your cock so slippery as I stroke it.”

“C-Cock?” All of this, all of this pleasure, this… experience, was really too much for him. 

You laugh “You really have a lot to learn Hunter,” You slowly lean up to his pointed ears,

 “Good thing I'm a good teacher.” you whisper seducticly.

With that, a knot in his stomach was tightening up rapidly, a feeling he has never felt before, to him it felt similar to anxiety, the anticipation of something you know will happen, but you're unsure what it is.

“Y/n! Something’s happening- it feels weird- I think we should stop-” 

He warns and tries to stop your hand pumping his cock but is stopped by your other hand holding his firmly. 

You quickly lean into him and begin kissing him. You start stroking faster, the slapping of wet skin echoed throughout the room as well as Hunter’s muffled moans.

Finally… the knot snaps, his body begins shaking, sending waves of pleasure through Hunter’s body. Hunter’s cock shoots load after load out, squirting on his stomach and your hand, as well as on the couch. The whole time you don't let up stroking his dick, making sure to pump as much of his cum out. 

After what feels like an eternity for Hunter, but couldn't have been a few seconds, his droopy eyes look down at you, exhausted.

“What… Was… that?” He huffs deep breaths inbetween words

“That was an orgasm or “cumming” and this is sperm or cum” you hold up your hand covered in the warm whitish clear liquid.

Hunter tiredly looks around noticing the mess on the couch and him

‘I… did all this?”

“Mhm, you must have been so bottled up” you give him a kiss on the cheek

“I need to clean it up before… Luz and the others… get back-'' Hunter says, huffing through his words as he tries to pull himself up but his body doesn't let him.

“Hey hey Buddy, shhh” You grab his head an softly lay him back

 “After such a big load, not to mention your first, you’re clearly spent out of energy. Let me do it, ok?”

“But-”

“Nope. No buts” You kiss him. “Wait here”

You leave before returning with some towels and some of Hunter’s spare clothes, you began cleaning the cum off the couch and your cum covered hand, then slowly, you undress Hunter out of his dirty clothes and help him into some new ones, before throwing them into the washing machine and turning it on.

You return to Hunter, who at this point is nearly fully asleep. You slowly ease onto the couch with him, he feels the soft weight of your body rest on his, he tiredly moves his arms to embrace you, as you pull a blanket over the two of you.  

“Thank you Y/n… for making me feel… so good.” He says, clearly in between a state of consciousness and asleep.

“Of course, anytime Hunter.” You kiss his chest

“I..” He starts, you look up at him

“I love you Y/n…” He says before fully drifting off into sleep

You snuggle further into his chest, closing your drowsy and love-stuck eyes.

“I love you too Hunter”

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[sleepingdeath-light]

healing coven s/o ; hunter

requested by ; anonymous (03/07/22)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; main | hunter-only

character(s) ; hunter wittebane

outline ; “Is it ok if you could do Hunter hcs with a fem s/o who is in the healing coven and is very selfless?”

warning(s) ; canon typical violence, descriptions of injuries and references to abuse, focus more so on reader’s selflessness than her coven

hunter’s life before and after leaving the coven is rife with danger and has plentiful opportunities to get seriously injured

as the golden guard he’d often come to you with more gruesome injuries like burns and cuts and broken limbs that you’d tend to with the diligence and empathy you were taught

whenever you’d dress his wounds you’d ask him about how he felt and how he got his injuries and he’d usually brush you off

stating he’s fine, he was just doing his job — but you could tell he was lying by the way he’d flinch whenever your fingers grazed against his scar or your items crashed against each other in your bag

it worried you and you said as such, lightly scolding him and begging him to take care of himself

even threatening to go out in the field with him if it meant keeping him safe

almost going to confront the emperor himself when he accidentally let the source of his more major injuries slip

if he hadn’t held you back you’d have gone after the man yourself — and you likely wouldn’t have come back alive from it

and when he leaves the coven, when he runs away, you’re the first one to go out looking for him

scouring the streets day and night, covering the walls and carts around you with posters of him and texting him constantly to beg him to let you know he was alive and safe somewhere — anywhere

confronting everyone in the coven as to figure out who was responsible for him going missing — with kikimora baring the brunt of your rage as belos was seemingly unavailable

the moment he finally reconnects with you, you damn near tackle him to the floor — alternating between kissing him and crying and shaking him in your arms

demanding to know where he was, telling him that the entire coven was out looking for him

and then stopping when you notice how beaten down he looks and dragging him off to somewhere private to heal him up

you’re both crying and he tells you the truth, sobbing and trembling and stumbling over his words as you just hold him and tend to his wounds

he tells you that he’s not a witch; that belos isn’t belos and that you need to stop the day of unity because everyone with a sigil was going to die and he didn’t want to lose you

and he’s rambling and rambling and getting more and more hysterical until you kiss him and pull his head against your chest to let him listen to your heartbeat as he clings to you so tightly — as if you’d disappear the moment he let go

you know that going against the emperor meant certain death — for you, for your friends, for your family and anyone that knew what you were doing

you knew that you were a healer and had no chance of going against the army of the emperor on your own — that nobody would believe you if you tried to recruit others to the cause

but hunter believed in this “c.a.t.s” thing and you believed in hunter and you didn’t want to lose him

and you couldn’t let him walk into certain death alone, without you or your healing, not when you’d just gotten him back

so you swallowed your fears and your doubts

and you said you’d join him — hoping beyond hope that no matter what, you’d get to stay with him until the end

#sleepingdeath #female reader #hcs #fluff hcs #toh x reader #the owl house x reader #toh hunter x reader #hunter wittebane x reader #golden guard x reader

[avtvmnalvibes]

Fallin’ For Ya

A/N: Hi y’all!! This is my first fic I’m posting to tumblr. I have my AO3 account in my bio, and you can find all my previous fics + this one posted there. Shoutout to @dopp-likes-yanderes because one of the asks on their blog inspired this fic this past May, and it’s been sitting half finished in my google docs account from now until today. Thank you for giving me your blessing to post this!! Also note that I’m on mobile so if anything is formatted really weird that’s the culprit. Happy Valentine’s Day everybody!!

CW: female!reader, biblical references, Philip being a Puritan

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Philip Wittebane was seething.

His day had started out as it normally did these days. Go to the market, limp about, look pathetic in hopes of finding some abominable creature to trick into being his sacrifice. It had taken a turn for the worse however when the brother’s of that disappointment Blue Fang had shown up and demanded both payment and information, taking his journal and taunting him. He kept up the act, inwardly calculating whether they could be reasoned with or tricked, or whether or not he could kill them without repercussions, when he had been saved by a foolhardy young witch who was oddly eager to accompany him. Her knowledge of the Collector made her easier prey then he ever could have hoped for, and he had decided that things were finally coming up Wittebane, when suddenly.

“…and this is my Aunt uh….Dirtrude and uh-“

“(Y/N) will do just fine, Luzura.”

He felt something creep up his spine, both pleasant and unpleasant, turned his gaze slightly to the side, and felt his mouth fall open.

Caleb was laughing from beyond the grave, he knew it. In fact, if he didn’t know any better, he would say that Caleb had orchestrated this, some supernatural, eternal, annoying older brother ability to push him to his limits. Because there, in front of him, stood the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen in his life. Pure temptation, the likes of which he had only heard in sermons and in his brother’s voice when he talked about her.

Hence the seething.

He listened to ‘Luzura’ chatter on about something about crabs, or toe-gres, or something else of little consequence compared to the emotions he was trying to keep at bay. He was NOT like Caleb. Caleb had been weak, he had succumbed to temptation, fornication, and witchcraft. Philip was a good, God-fearing man, who would take a HUMAN wife, thank-you-very-much and be fruitful with HER.

His internal rant was broken up by a shriek, and he came to as someone crashed into his back. Hands clutched onto his chest and back, perfume filling the air, and he pushed down the sharp, breath-catching arousal that came with the feeling. He turned around sharply, gripping her waist with aggression, hard enough to bruise, and was stopped short before he could react in any way shape or form.

Her kerchief, the one that had been tied round her head, had slipped in her fall, and had revealed her ears.

Her round ears.

He finally allowed the attraction that he had been fighting back to flood his body, and he felt his blood coursing through his veins, warming him and turning his brain foggy as he stared at the woman, the human woman in front of him. The very sensations he had been attempting to drown out just seconds ago were allowed back. The feel of her body, warm beneath his, the scent of her. He had never been so aroused in his entire life, and all he could do was internally crow to his brother, to beyond the grave.

“See? I can only be tempted by a human woman! You who so quickly gave into a mistress of Satan, a follower of the Devil, but not me!”

His focus was returned by the sound of her voice, her face so close to his that he could feel her breath across his face and neck.

“Oh, Mr. Wittebane, are you alright? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to grab you like that, I-“

“Don’t trouble yourself for one second Miss (Y/N), I assure you, I am not in the least bit angry.”

She seemed taken aback at this, and tilted her head to the side.

“….You’re not?”

He grinned, giddier than he ever had as a boy, and wound his arms tighter around her waist, pulling her close to him and delighting in the way her face flushed and breath quickened.

“On the contrary! My dear Miss (Y/N), I have but one question; why didn’t you tell me that you too were human?”

She paled, one hand darting up to cover her ear, and he found that he quite preferred her flustered to frightened.

“I’m terribly sorry for deceiving you Mr. Wittebane but, well…you know better than anyone how hard it can be for a human on the Boiling Isles. Besides, we didn’t know whether you would take kindly to another human…so we elected that it was best to hide it.”

We…we? Oh! Right. He’d been so enraptured that he’d forgotten that they had company. He looked over to their other traveling companions and found that they had reassured themselves of her well-being when he had caught her and had begun to amble ahead, moving slowly so as not to leave them behind.

“I understand Miss (Y/N). You’re quite right of course; I know the trials a human on the Boiling Isles faces all too well. I must confess to being a tad offended that you could think me hostile towards other humans, however the logical side of me understands your caution and finds it prudent.”

She turned her face up to him, her chin resting on his chest as she faced him fully, and he felt something within his chest clench. Dear God…

“Your forgiveness is deeply appreciated Mr. Wittebane.”

“Philip. Please.”

He spoke before he could stop himself, words spilling over his lips, which he clamped shut before any more of the contents of his heart and mind could be revealed.

He saw a flush rise up her cheeks, and felt one of his own creep up to match, heart pounding desperately in his chest she had to have felt it given her proximity.

“Alright Mr.- Philip. Then you must call me (Y/N). No ‘Miss’ in front of it. Just (Y/N).”

He grabbed her hand and raised it to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles and lingering, savoring the moment as if it was the last meal he would ever receive.

“(Y/N)….it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

She exhaled shakily, eyes wide and lips parted, and Philip Wittebane swore he’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Like Adam before Eve, he had never felt such an assured sense of belonging to someone in his whole life.

“Hey, are you guys alright back there? You’ve been standing still for like, 10 minutes.”

He turned his head to look behind him, and saw Luzura staring at them with an expression of concern on her face, Dirtrude next to her still scribbling away in her little notebook and muttering something about ‘Deadwardian Balustrades’.

“We’re just fine Luz,”

(Y/N) called out, and he took a great deal of satisfaction in the breathiness of her voice.

That satisfaction was quickly replaced by disappointment and annoyance as she left his hold and his arms, though he was reassured slightly by her catching his arm as she walked past, holding onto the sleeve of his coat as they walked side by side.

“So…Philip. How much longer until we get to where we’re headed?”

Luzura’s voice piped up. For a moment Philip prepared to create the transportation circle of glyphs, body several steps ahead of him, when suddenly, he did what he was best at; he thought. And in this brief moment of thought, his mind stalling his body before he could move to scratch a single glyph into the dirt beneath his feet, he came up with a plan. It was a little rushed admittedly, and less a full fledged plan as much as it was a little subterfuge that he would use to shape the rest of the events that followed into the result he desired, but still. When the result would be marrying the woman he was increasingly sure was the yoke mate that William Whately had described in his sermon The Bride Bush, how could he resist enacting it?

“Oh dear! The time we spent lingering back there has cost us. I’m afraid we won’t make it before nightfall.”

Everyone’s faces morphed into varying degrees of horror and dismay.

“But it’s not safe to travel during the night! And we’re too far from Bonesborrough to head back now!”

Dirtrude’s voice was shrill with panic, eyes darting around as if she could see imaginary creatures swooping in and carrying them off as they attempted to travel safely. Perfect.

“Thankfully, I’ve explored these stretches of woods many times before. I know a safe place to spend the night nearby. I often find I’d rather risk the cruelty of nature as opposed to that of the townspeople.”

The whole party looked at him in pity, and he felt a thrill as (Y/N) laid her other hand on his shoulder, drawing his attention to her as she gazed up at him.

“How far away is this place?”

“Not far. A little ways behind us, but not enough that we shan’t reach it before the sun sets, and not so out of the way that it will inconvenience us when we get our start tomorrow.”

(Y/N) looked around at her companions, conferring silently with them until she nodded and turned her attention back to him.

“Lead the way then Philip.”

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Philip wrote in his journal, his work illuminated by the fire they had set for warmth. His description of (Y/N) was coming along nicely, her temperament and mannerisms unfolding easily beneath his pen.

He looked over to his side, and saw her face illuminated by the fire, resting and peaceful.

“Soon neither of us shall have to worry about any danger the Boiling Isles have to offer.”

He muttered, as he began a few detailed sketches of her. Her as she lay beside him now, her blushing as she looked up at him, her face broken out into a smile.

“Bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.”

Never before had the meaning of the Word of God seemed so clear to him. William Whately’s words rang through his head once again, his teachings on the virtues necessary for marriage striking a chord beyond the academic and theological interest he had once observed the sermon with.

“We’ll find our way home (Y/N), don’t fret. Once I’ve rid this world of evil, I’ll be able to take you home to Gravesfield and marry you.”

He blew gently on the ink to dry it, observing her likeness fondly as he turned to gaze upon the real thing. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Sweet dreams my love.”

#emperor belos x reader #philip wittebane x reader #female!reader #the owl house #toh #emperor belos #fanfic #fanfiction #philip wittebane #ao3

[bumblebbyxx]

HEY I WAS WONDER IF YOU COULD WRITE SOMETHING FLUFFY ABOUT HUNTER CONFESSING TO FEMALE Y/N AND THEY KISS?? EDA, LUZ, KING, GUS AND WILLOW WATCH HUNTER AS HE CONFESSES TO Y/N! Before Y/N could tell him how she feels about him too he apologize’s and says that that was a dumb idea and he runs away covering his face blushing. The next day Hunter tries to avoid Y/N for the whole day. Y/N decides to just go up to him when he’s all alone and finally tells him how she feels too and they kiss again!! WOOHOO!!

Hello! Thank you for your request! Here it is~

Tw: none

Contains: Fluff, adorable blushing, just a stuttering mess 

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Today was the day. Hunter stares at himself in the mirror, a little red with his own nerve.

“Okay..okay! You can do this, Hunter! Just..come up to her, and tell her how you feel. It won’t be hard! You used to be in the emperor’s coven, you used to battle criminals on the daily! What’s one confession to a really cool girl gonna do to your ego? Nothing, that’s what!” 

Even his lies don’t convince him. He sighs, running his hands through his hair. 

“Who am I kidding…Y/N isn’t just some cool girl…she’s the coolest! Ughh—”

Whatever. This day with everyone to the local county fair might give him some confidence. Hunter still had to get ready, after all. 

Yeah, he’s definitely not ready for this. 

_

It had been quite a day. Hunter definitely thought so. Willow and Gus ran off to go do a bet — ‘whoever pukes first before going through all the rides loses!’. Ew. And Luz and Amity went off to win some plushie for each other. Eda and King went around, scamming oblivious tourists. 

So now…he was alone. With Y/N. In a secluded spot behind the food court. They both sat together, quiet. 

Hunter glances over to Y/N. She was looking at the fireworks above, a soft smile on her features. He reddens, looking away. She was just so…pretty. How could he even start?

“Um..Y/N?”

“Yes, Hunter?” She looks over to him. The sounds of the fireworks seem to fade away when she locks eyes with him. Titan, he really was smitten. 

“I uh, have something to tell you.”

“Oh? Go ahead!” she grins. She looks at him curiously, fiddling with the hems of her dress. Hunter gulps. 

“So, you know how we’ve known each other for a while?”

“Mhm.”

“I, um, guess…I caught something in those years of knowing you.” He was just making himself suffer at this point, dragging the whole thing longer than it needed to be. Just say the words! 

Y/N continued to look at him with that awe-struck eyes. “And?” she asks gently, waiting patiently for his next string of words to come out. 

“...feelings. I..I caught feelings for you. Y-you’re just really, pretty, and really sweet, and you’re so cool, a-and..”

His face felt like it was on fire, red as a beet. Hunter stumbles on his words, while Y/N simply stares at him with those eyes, so alluring. Like she was waiting for him to get to the point.

He glances at her lips. A static shock goes against his heart, like it was trying to egg him on. 

“I..”

He leans closer. Y/N does the same. He could feel her breath on his lips, so close — it smelled like lavender, and a hint of cinnamon. From the pretzel she had eaten before, he thinks with a quiet chuckle. 

And without further ado, they lock lips. It was short, chaste, soft. It had been something Hunter found himself thinking about too much – how it would be lke to kiss her. And this..this was more than he could ever imagine. Something beyond his wildest dreams. 

He loved it. 

His heart gives a flutter before they breath apart. Suddenly shy, Y/N whispers, 

“What are you trying to say?”

“W-what I’m trying to say is—” And with that, Hunter knew he was fighting a losing battle— “NOTHING, I’M NOT SAYING ANYTHING! Y-YOU’RE CRAZY! SORRY THIS WAS A BAD IDEA. OKAY GOODBYE FOREVER.”

He stands up quickly, before running off, hiding his very red face in his hands, he looked like he was about to explode at that point. In his mind he’s firing off so many thoughts, all at once, still very flustered — oh, Titan, why did I say that, now she’s gonna hate me forever, I shouldn’t have said anything at all, and kissing her?! I’m so dead. 

Y/N was left to her own uncollected thoughts as everyone appeared from their hiding places. 

“I really thought he was gonna do it!” gasps Willow, as Gus lends her a handful of popcorn. “Jeez, he chickened out? Boo!” he adds. 

“Man, just when I thought he gathered up all his confidence,” Luz says with a shake of her head. 

“Poor Y/N, though, she’s utterly confused,” Amity says, pointing at Y/N. She seemed a little red herself, to be honest, still staring at Hunter’s fading figure. 

“He literally kissed her, what is it with you kids and your unnecessary drama?” Eda says, perhaps a little too loud. 

When Y/N turns around, everyone pops back into their hiding places.

“He…he likes me?” she says, reddening. Flustered. 

-THE NEXT DAY-

The blonde boy sighs. He had a lot on his mind. Too many thoughts clouding his rational thinking. He glances up at the wisteria tree above him. He liked the Hexside garden. A lot. It could clear his head. 

But not today. Not even the sweet scent of the wisteria could help him this time. 

“Skipping classes, are you?”

Hunter jolts at the voice — her voice — before looking her way. Y/N stands there, a soft, unreadable expression painted on her face. 

“How did you find me?” he asks first. 

She sits down beside him with a sigh. “Luz told me.”

“Of course she did..” he mutters to himself. 

It was quiet again. Neither knew what to say. When Hunter looks back at her, he realizes she was already looking at him. Surprised, he quickly glances away, cheeks red. 

“About last night…”

“Look, can we just…forget about what happened? I-I’m sorry, I made everything awkward between us–”

“No, no, not at all!” she smiles, touching his hand. “You…you put things into perspective with me, actually..”

“And? Wh…what do you think?” he was anxious, fidgeting and red. He didn’t know if he wanted to hear the next words that would escape Y/N’s lips or not. 

“I like you back, Hunter. How could I not? You’re so sweet, and very kind, and you’re stupidly adorable when you’re flustered.”

He blinks. 

What?

“..What?” He repeats the singular word in his mind. 

“I like you back, you big dork,” she repeats, grinning up at him, still red. “So, what do you say?”

“I..”

Another absentminded glance back to her lips, and Hunter gives in. The faint static of electricity blooms in his chest, the same one back at the fair…

And this time, she leans in. This time, she initiates the kiss. He didn’t think it possible to feel the fluttering in his heart again, not when it was so rare, but he did. He felt it. And suddenly he was a mess again, a stupid, dorky, awkward mess. He melts into the kiss, shutting his eyes. It was…perfect. This time, the kiss wasn’t too short, Hunter could focus on the different parts of it…how soft her lips were, probably from the chapstick she liked to use…lavender, that was it. That was why he tasted lavender…and the smell of the wisteria leaves seem to flutter and dance about the pair. 

When they both pulled apart, it was apparent Y/N herself was blushing. 

“I say..”

She waits for his response, with baited breath. 

“...that your chapstick tastes pretty good.”

She blinks, then laughs. Her laugh always was so angelic…Hunter, focus here! She giggles, slightly, still a little surprised but giddy at his joke. 

“Do you want the brand?” she teases. He rolls his eyes playfully, almost forgetting his nervousness. 

“Maybe I could try tasting it again? Uh, you know…just as a trial, to see if I wanna buy my own.”

“Be my guest.” 

They kiss again, under that wisteria tree. He was in pure bliss. Was this the feeling many spoke of? He finally understood. 

Under that wisteria tree, Hunter could see the secrets of the universe in her eyes, he could feel everything with her kiss. 

Under the wisteria tree. 

_____

Hope it wasn't too cringy lol. Thanks for your request again!!

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IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T SEE THIS EARLIER BUT ASKS ARE NOW OPEN!!! The ask was off bc I was a dumbass but tada!! :D

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✎ ╰┈➤ What I Write ❤︎₊ ⊹

This is a safe space for everyone except racists, terfs, zionists, pedos, proshippers, pro ana/pro ed, bigots of all kind, or their apologists

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Female! Reader

Gn!Reader

Male!Reader

->What Specific Characters I Write For

Female, male, non-binary characters

Hiro Hamada

Miles Morales

Damian Wayne

Nico Di Angelo

Zuko

Etc.

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Spider-Man : Into the spiderverse

Marvel

Big Hero 6

Percy Jackson

Avatar The Last Airbender

Avatar

Sally Face

Harry Potter

The Owl House

Gravity Falls

SVTFOE

A good amount of anime (ex: Saiki k, assassination classroom, mob psycho)

The Dragon Prince

Tales of Arcadia

Obey Me

Genshin

The arcana / fictif

Twisted Wonderland

Our life beginning and always

Adventure time

Fiona and cake

Detroit: become human

Arcane

Legend of Zelda

Stranger things

The maze runner

FNAF (both game and movie)

Scott Pilgrim

Creepy pasta 😋

Umbrella academy

Our life (all love interests throughout both games)

->Genres I Write -

Angst

Fluff

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->Extra things I write

I also write poly relationships

->Where you can find my writings

(Nothing yet posted on anything other than tumblr

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[variousincorrectxreader]

Shamelessly jumping off that other anon's suggestion, could you write a short piece where Hunter receives some shoulder rubs? :) Thanks!

Yall really love Hunter dont you.

dw we love to see it (can be read as romantic or platonic)

WARNINGS: trauma obviously since it’s Hunter, other than that nothing

this is fluff btw hint of angst if you squint and look at this upside down

Doesnt know how to feel about shoulder pats to begin with

there are a few scenes with Belos putting his hands on his shoulders so if he’s had a bad day emotionally it may bring back some memories

after sometime he learns to not exactly like it but find comfort in it

if you have warm hands he finds them soft and comforting

if you have cool hands he finds them calming and relaxing

he does like shoulder massages a lot, he’s got some serious tension in his back and shoulders so help knead them out

he likes you wrapping your arms around his neck putting your head on top of his

anyways

hes not against shoulder rubs he just needs time to get used to touch that isn’t malicious

#Hunter x reader #golden guard x reader #gn reader #female reader #Male reader #X reader #x reader #the owl house #toh #toh x reader #the owl house x reader

[fr3sh-tragedies]

Chores

[The Owl House] Amity Blight x Female Reader

Word Count: 4.05k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: Mentions of overworking, but that's pretty much it.

[A/N]: Story 3/3 for Amity! I'll be writing for Boscha next.

At the time I’ve finished this and proofread it before scheduling, we’re at 110 followers, so I just wanted to quickly say thank you! I hope you’ll enjoy my content as much as I enjoy creating it.

Enjoy!

 An occasional strained grunt filled the small space in between the idle chatter of citizens and workers. Lilith turned from her conversation with Steve, her gaze landing over to the source of the grunting. Amity, just a few feet away, was tugging at a rope in an attempt to lift a large wall skillfully tied to the other end. She seemed to struggle too much for a moment, but before anyone could step in to help her, her hand lifted enough for her to cast a spell circle and summon an Abomination. Two much larger hands joined hers on the rope and gave a hefty tug, finally allowing the wall to lift with ease. Once it was set in place, Amity sighed in relief, shrugging and rolling her shoulders back to ease the already growing tension.

She stared up at the work that had been done so far: three of four walls had been lifted, two of which were set in place against their designated pillars. Just one more left to go, then the Construction Coven would finish it off by tidying the design for the roof and building it on their shift. Hands on her hips, Amity smiled. They certainly had made a good amount of progress on the newest sets of households for those who’d had their previous home destroyed during the Collector’s reign of terror and Belos’s eventual defeat.

Thinking of all of the citizens who would once again be able to call somewhere home brought an even wider grin to her lips. Her mind wandered back to her own home–which she shared with her girlfriend [Y/N]. The mere thought of the girl made Amity feel warm and relaxed. She wished she was home with her in that moment. She knew, however, that she had to play her part in the reconstruction of the Isles. It had been months since she had been able to convince herself to take a day off. She was upset by it, but her guilt for not helping the others certainly combatted those feelings. It was a battle everyday about whether or not she should just stay home.

A quick yelp unwillingly slipped past her lips as a hand dropped onto her shoulder and squeezed. She turned, startled, but settled again when she saw her former mentor Lilith standing there. Her eyebrows were creased in concern. “Amity, you look exhausted. Why don’t you take a break for today? We’ve got it from here.” Amity smiled softly up at her and waved it off, gently lifting Lilith’s hand from her shoulder and letting it drop back down to her side. “No, it’s alright. I can keep working.” A frown crossed the Clawthorne’s features.

“I understand that you feel as though you have to help out all day everyday, but I can assure you it’s alright to take breaks here and there. I haven’t seen this many bags under your eyes since your mother had you competing for grades and status in school.” Again, Amity waved, this time shaking her head. “I promise I’m good to work like this. I feel guilty anytime I take a break anyway. I’d much rather be here.”

“You’d rather be here than at home with [Y/N]?”

Now silent, Amity glanced down at her feet and let her gloved fingertips scratch lightly at the back of her neck. “Well, no, but–” “Then go spend time with her. I’m sure she misses you. I mean, you’re gone so much. Please just take the rest of the week off, alright? No one will be upset with you for it. They’ll understand. And besides, you’ve done plenty already. It’s not as if you haven’t been efficient in your work.” The younger woman seemed unsure at the mention of taking the week off. It had been so long since she had taken even half of a day as a break–and that alone had her guilt eating away at her conscience–how would she survive an entire week?

“I couldn’t,” came her reply after a moment.

“Amity, at this point, it’s not a question anymore. It’s a request–an order. Not only am I worried about how little time you spend at home, I’m also worried about your health. When’s the last time you sat down to eat a proper meal and just relax?”

Amity wracked her brain to find the example, though she couldn’t, and ultimately sighed. “I guess you’re right. I’ll take tomorrow off, but could I at least finish up my work here for the day?” Lilith’s glare sharpened. “Only if you take the rest of the week off. Not just tomorrow. Deal?” Another sigh of defeat. She truly didn’t want to feel as though she was letting these people down. “Deal.”

The rest of the day had gone by rather quickly, much to Amity’s dismay. She wasn’t looking forward to the rest of the week. She felt as though she constantly had to be helping out in some way, always searching for approval and praise. After all that had happened, she thought she had moved past feeling like she needed to prove herself for merely existing, but it was hard to break a habit she had been in her entire life. It seemed to be getting better though–at least, when it didn’t come to reconstruction.

As everyone wrapped up for the night and began to disperse towards their own homes, Amity found herself fastening her tool belt more sluggishly than normal. Her eyebrow raised at this, though her silent question of, “why is it so hard to move?” was answered as she yawned. After wiping her watery eyes from the yawn, she grumbled under her breath about feeling horrible. Just as she turned to head home with her staff underneath her, Lilith called out to her. “Amity, remember to take the rest of the week off! If I find you working somewhere aside from home, I’ll be sure to tell [Y/N], and you know she won’t let you leave until you rest.”

Amity nodded and waved in acknowledgment before signaling for Ghost to float up and head home.

By the time she made it home, Amity was almost too fatigued to even make it up to the doorstep. She managed to force herself to push the door open and shut before trudging to her shared bedroom. The moment she stepped into the room, she smiled at the sight of [Y/N] curled up against the headboard, huddled in between pillows and under blankets as she silently read her book.

She looked up at Amity once she heard the doorknob twist, a wide smirk gracing her lips. “You’re home. How was work?” At the mention of what had made her so tired, Amity groaned and walked forward, collapsing onto the bed and murmuring something unintelligible into the pillow. A small chuckle made her turn her head. “What’d you say?” “I said good but tiring. Lilith–you remember her, right? My old mentor? She’s pretty much my boss for our projects, and she told me I had to take the rest of the week off.”

“Why do you seem upset about that? I mean, we’d be able to spend more time together.” “Yeah, I know. Don’t get me wrong, I love being able to spend time with you, you know I do. I just feel guilty for not being able to help them out at the same time, you know?” [Y/N] nodded softly before letting out a small sigh. She shuffled in her spot on the bed, and when Amity looked up to see what she was doing, she found her huddled up further in the blankets, already reading to distract herself again.

With a bit more effort than she thought she’d need, Amity picked herself up into a sitting position. She then shifted over to lean against [Y/N]’s shoulder and rest her head against it. “What’s wrong?” She questioned gently as she peered up at her. “Nothing’s wrong,” was the only response. Amity wouldn’t accept that, however. She nudged at her shoulder until they made eye contact again. “C’mon, you can tell me. Is it because of me? I won’t be upset.”

It took a few moments before [Y/N] finally answered, visibly hesitating. “It’s not necessarily because of you. I know you, Amity, and you know me. We’re both the same when it comes to wanting to help people. I just wish you would spend more time with me here instead–I want to help them out as much as possible too, don’t get me wrong, but it’s better to take breaks. If you’re exhausted all the time, then you won’t have the energy to keep working everyday. I’m really starting to worry that one day I’ll be called to one of the sites because you’ve collapsed.”

Amity’s heart ached at the thought of [Y/N] being so concerned for her. She knew she was likely overworking herself the same way she used to during school, but she had never really paid attention to how long she was away from the house for that work. [Y/N] had offered to help out more often as well a while back so she and Amity could alternate during shifts and not work for too long. She had denied the suggestion, but now, as she looked at the way her girlfriend’s eyebrows furrowed upward together while her eyes glinted with an accompanying distress, she regretted it.

Maybe Lilith was right–maybe spending so much time at work was doing more harm than good. Surely, after spending over ten to twelve hours a day doing near-constant labor, she was too fatigued to actually be helping out all that much. She thought she was doing most of the work, but looking back on it, the others did come in after her shift to correct some of the things she had messed up. And those errors were growing more and more frequent.

With a small sigh, she nodded and shifted up further to let her face burrow into the crook of [Y/N]’s neck. “I know. I’m really sorry. I had no idea I was concerning you that much. I’ll listen to Lilith and take the rest of the week off, but I’ll also start reminding myself to take more breaks and spend more time here at home with you, okay?”

At this, [Y/N] looked up at her again, having turned away to stare mindlessly at the thin pages of her book to avoid eye contact. “You promise?” Amity smiled and nodded reassuringly. She lifted her arm and let it wrap around the smaller girl’s shoulders, allowing her to pull her closer for a hug. “I promise.”

A few hours had passed since Amity made her promise, and she was finding it harder and harder to stay awake with each passing second. She had slumped down further into the sheets, eventually letting her head fall to rest partially against [Y/N]’s hip and thigh as she continued to sit up and read her book. She glanced up, occasionally managing to read a few words off of the pages of the story. The feeling of [Y/N]’s fingertips lightly scratching at her scalp in a soothing manner, combined with the comforting motion of those same fingers raking through her lavender locks, finally lulled her into a deep sleep after a while.

Moments later, at the sound of soft snoring, [Y/N] pulled her attention away from her book and glanced down at Amity. She beamed warmly at the sight and sighed. Her free hand left the book long enough to slip her bookmark from its place on her nightstand and tuck it in between the pages before letting the cover fall shut. As silently as she could, [Y/N] placed her book to the side–essentially replacing where the bookmark was just a moment ago–tugged the small cord on the lamp to turn it off, then wriggled her way beneath the sheets. She turned over onto her side and pulled Amity into her chest.

Her lips made contact with the top of Amity’s head in the form of a gentle kiss. “Night, Amity,” she slurred out softly as her eyes fluttered shut. She was dragged into slumber as well shortly after.

The sun’s morning light poked its way through the partially shut blinds and gently blanketed the room in a comforting glow. [Y/N] stirred once it reached her eyes, squinting and murmuring to herself as she managed to pry her eyes open and look around. With a yawn, she looked down to find Amity still tucked away against her chest. She smiled, getting caught in a daze at how she looked in the lighting. After the long hours of the week, the bags under the youngest Blight’s eyes were very visible, though she still looked managed to look so beautiful in her peaceful slumber.

[Y/N] leaned down far enough to press a small kiss to her forehead before she slipped her arms out from around her and snuck out of the bed and into the kitchen. There, she quickly prepared Amity’s favorite breakfast and placed it on one of the table trays they had gotten recently so they could eat in bed without worrying about crumbs. She crept back into the bedroom, set the tray down on Amity’s nightstand, got dressed for the day, and headed out, sending a message to Lilith in the process.

By the time Amity finally woke back up, mainly due to the lack of warmth and the smell of her favorite dish, [Y/N] had been gone for a while. She sat up in bed and looked around, confused. Quickly, she pulled out her scroll and messaged [Y/N], asking where she was. Soon enough, she got a reply, which explained she was taking care of a few of Amity’s daily chores so she didn’t have to worry about them that day, as well as letting Lilith and the crew know she would get a few things done throughout the week so they both didn’t completely disappear in the meantime.

Amity couldn’t help but smile widely at the message. [Y/N] knew she was feeling guilty for not being able to constantly help out, and that she also felt guilty for not spending more time together, so she was trying to find a way to compromise and make both of them work.

She turned over to the tray and lifted it. She set it on the mattress to rest over her lap and dug in, clicking over on her scroll for a bit to find a good video or movie to watch at the same time. Working for so long the previous day had built up her appetite, and she hadn’t eaten before she practically passed out the night before, meaning her stomach was roaring from hunger. She scarfed down the dish quicker than she meant to and slipped out from under the covers after picking the tray up. She brought it out to the kitchen, and while headed there, she noticed that the entire house–save for the bedroom, which hadn’t been cleaned in order to not wake Amity up–was spotless.

A sigh passed from her lips as she grinned. She rinsed her plate and glass and placed them in the sink, as well as her fork, and wiped off the bedside tray before folding it and tucking it away again in the pantry. “I’ll have to find a good way to thank her. Maybe I could make some kind of bot that could take care of the cleaning for her,” she mumbled to herself out loud. At the thought of this, she headed out to her laboratory and clicked on the light.

Her molten golden eyes shimmered as she noticed that her entire workspace had also been polished and reorganized. All of the discarded bolts and mixed puddles of Abomination slime had been wiped from the floor, every tool was in its designated spot, and every countertop was completely spotless. How long had it taken [Y/N] to do all of this? She thought back to her food, and within a few moments of reflection, realized that she had been asleep far longer than she thought. Her food had been cold when she ate it, but she must’ve been too hungry to notice.

Her hand moved back and slipped her scroll from her pocket once more. She sent another message off to [Y/N], asking what time she had left the room that morning. She made a mental note of the current time after her eyes flickered up to the digital clock at the top of her screen. Her response was quick. “I think I left around 4:30 AM. Why?” It was nearly 2:00 PM when the message was sent. Amity sighed and smiled again. “Just wondering. Thank you for cleaning everything.”

She sauntered over to her chair in front of the desk space she usually used to sketch out blueprints and got to work once she was seated. She’d find a way to repay [Y/N] for helping her out so much. If her idea worked out, she realized she could also design one similar to help clean the construction sites when she was back to work later on.

Picking up a pencil from its original spot in a small cup on the corner of the desk, she pulled out a sheet of sketching paper and began scribbling down different designs and the pieces that would be required for each part. It didn’t take long for her to get lost in her work.

“Thanks so much, Matt! I’ll make sure Amity gets them,” [Y/N] called out with a smile and a wave, a basket full of baked goods tucked away in her arm. Matt waved back. “No problem! It’s from the whole crew, as a way to thank the two of you for all you’ve done!”

[Y/N]’s smile grew wider at this, and she nodded as she headed back to the house. She yawned, exhausted from both the work throughout the day and the early hour she had chosen to wake up at. On the way, she ran into Lilith, who recognized her immediately and turned from the conversation she was having with her sister. Eda turned as well, grinning. “Ah, if it isn’t Miss Bossy Boots’s girlfriend! Lily told me about what happened yesterday. Is she finally resting up?”

A nod and a chuckle was her response. “Yeah, she’s at home. She’s awake and she’s eaten, but there isn’t much to do at the house except–” She froze, her realization kicking in. A groan erupted from her before she could realize it, and she ran her free hand down her face. “What’s wrong, kiddo?” “Well, I completely forgot to lock up her lab, so she’s probably still working, just not out here. I gotta get back and make sure she’s resting.”

Lilith stepped forward and squeezed [Y/N]’s shoulder with a smile. “Thank you for looking after her. I’ve been worried for a while now.” Her eyes flickered down to the basket, and her grin widened. “I see Matt gave you our appreciation basket. Make sure to eat them fairly soon. They don’t spoil quickly, but they’re best when they’re fresh. I’m sure Amity will appreciate it as much as you because, well, it is for both of you, after all.”

[Y/N] nodded again. “Thank you for everything, Lilith. Could you let the crew know that Amity and I want to thank them as well?” “Of course.” Eda grinned and stepped forward. “Why don’t you get home now and make sure she isn’t wasting away like her pops in that lab?” She cackled as Lilith elbowed her gently in the arm. “Edalyn, please.”

“Ah, I’m just messing with her. Seriously though, make sure she actually rests. "Working hard is important, but feeling good is important too," to quote a show Hunter got Hooty hooked on.” [Y/N] smiled and nodded once again before turning on her heel to continue heading home. She waved to the Clawthorne sisters.

Once she finally made it, she unlocked the door with a bit of a struggle, and headed inside. “Amity?” She called out, placing the basket of goods on the kitchen table as she wandered to her shared bedroom. She peeked in, but it wasn’t necessarily a surprise to find that Amity wasn’t in there. She sighed, then headed to the entrance of the lab, where she finally spotted the lavender-headed woman already crafting something new on her experiment table.

Even behind the dark purple-shaded lenses of her goggles, Amity could see the door swing open to reveal her girlfriend standing there, completely exasperated. She lifted her goggles and planted them up on her head to see her clearly. With a smile and a wave, she greeted her. “Hey, welcome home. How was your day?” [Y/N] stepped in once being acknowledged. “It was good, but why are you in here working? You’re supposed to be relaxing.”

“Well, inventing stuff helps me relax. And besides, this machine I’m making will actually help both of us relax more often–if it works properly, that is.” Now curious, [Y/N] stepped closer, peering over at what was being built. “What is it supposed to do?”

Amity smiled, happy to talk about her current work in progress. “It’s a cleaning bot. It’ll help us clean up around the house and the lab. If it works the way I want it to, then I was thinking I could help cut down the amount of time we spend at the worksites by making one specifically for construction cleanup.” [Y/N] cringed at a memory that she triggered. “Amity, I don’t know…don’t you remember what happened last time you tried to do something like this?” “Oh, believe me, I remember that. I remember the broken plates and frames–""--and chairs.” “And chairs, yes, but that’s why I’m going to set up a small practice area to test it out in. And I won’t use anything fragile.

“I promise I won’t try it out in the house until it’s perfected.” [Y/N] sighed, already anxious, but she smiled at how enthusiastic Amity was at her newest idea. She stepped closer again and pulled the taller woman into a tight hug, which was returned just as eagerly. “I’m proud of you, Amity.” At this, Amity couldn’t help but tear up just a little bit as she pressed a small kiss to the top of [Y/N]’s head.

“I’m proud of you too.”

After leaning away from the hug, [Y/N] grabbed Amity’s hand and led her out of the lab and into the kitchen, receiving very little resistance. She revealed the basket still resting on the table, pulling the small cloth on the top off to reveal the rest of the baked goods.

Amity tilted her head, confused. “What’s all of this for?” [Y/N] beamed up at her and picked a random treat out. “The construction crew, including Lilith, wanted to thank you and I both for all the work we’ve done recently–especially you.”

She grew warm at the thought of all of her work being appreciated, grinning uncontrollably as she plucked one of her favorites from the small woven basket. She unwrapped it and turned it in her hold before biting down into it, humming at the flavor. “It’s amazing. Hopefully my bot will be a good enough way to thank them for it.” [Y/N] nodded and bit into her own snack. “Maybe, but remember: this is to thank you for everything you’ve already done.”

“I know,” Amity started. “I’m excited to see them all again next week, even though I plan to spend less than half of the amount of time there.” At the sound of this statement, [Y/N]’s head perked up, her glee evident on her features. “Well, I’m excited to spend that time with you.” Amity smiled down at her and pulled her closer. “You know what else I’m excited for?”

“Hm?”

“I’m excited to eat all of these treats.” [Y/N] laughed at that, prompting Amity’s smirk to grow. The smaller woman stood on her toes to press a small kiss to Amity's cheek, already thinking of ways to spend time together during the next several days.

“So am I.”

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[the-salem-devil]

Heyy! I love your work and was wondering if you could a Touch starved Amity Blight x reader story were Amity is like a blushing touch starved mess. If you don't feel comfortable, I get it. But thank you for considering this.

OF COURSE BESTIE! I love writing these kinds of stories.

FLUSTERED!TOUCH STARVED AMITY BLIGHT X READER

-It was a total shock at first,

-She’s been touch-starved for so long that she didn’t even realise it, warm caresses completely alien to her.

-But you’d shown her something that she couldn’t live without.

-Even before you were dating you’d always freely give affection to anybody willing, high-fiving Willow when she performed a spell correctly, fondly ruffling Gus’s hair when he’d talk about the human realm and even side hugging a reluctant Boscha.

-But then you’d touch her.

-It was a simple shoulder touch, you’d notice her brooding in her chair about something her mother said and without thinking much of it, you brushed your hand on her shoulder and smiled softly.

-She immediately turned red and a warmth so powerful rose in her chest that she genuinely wondered if she attracted the common moldTM.

-It’d plague her thoughts for awhile, you’d plague her thoughts for even longer awhile.

-Being the type of witch she is, she might even suspect you’ve casted a spell on her which would cause her to act passive-aggressive towards you, We do love a good Enemies to Lovers.

But after any suspicions are put to rest and you two start to get, well… closer.

-She’d positively despise how she reacts to any affection given from you, so much so you’d think she’d try to avoid your soft touches..

-You’re dead wrong.

-She’s addicted, always showing off and flaunting her achievements so you’d giggle fondly and touch her sweetly.

-And she’d just melt, super embarrassed but happy nonetheless, rambles would bubble up in her throat and her face would be as red as a tomato.

-Of course she’d try to return the favour, perhaps a bit awkwardly as she has no experience in the field of affection and her brain is still mushy from the hug you just blessed her with.

-One time…

-Amity had just received a test back and of course she scored perfectly.

-Confidently sauntering over to your locker she proudly held up the piece of paper with a smile, it only widens when you let out a happy squeal and start congratulating her.

-She opened her mouth to speak but the words died in her throat when you’d press forward unannounced and hug her tightly, kissing her softly on the cheek.

-She’d freeze and just as you start to worry you’d breached a boundary her face would go as red as a strawberry.

-Her entire head mirrored a raspberry and a high pitched stutter would bubble out her throat instead, “I… Uh… Um…”

-You’d blink at her for a moment before laughing.

-She’d huff, embarrassed, and you’d hug her to your chest and she’d swiftly give in to nuzzle into you with a sigh.

-You loved your flustered mittens.

#the owl house fanfiction #the owl house #amity blight #amity blight x reader #amity blight headcannons #amity is a gay disaster #gn!reader #female!reader #male!reader #amity x gn!reader #amity x female!reader #Amity x male!reader #fhe owl house headcannons #toh hunter #luz noceda #the owl house willow #Eda the owl mom #touch starved #gays #fluff #fluff headcanons #fluff fic #fluff drabble #the owl house fluff #toh fluff #hunter the golden guard

[profound-bouquetbird]

Hello!

Can I request a fluffy&comfort/hurt long oneshot with prompts: "Is... is this why you wear gloves? Why do you hide them, Hunter?", "Because they're ugly. Nobody needs to see how many times I've failed...", "Um, H-hunter? Is it okay if I...?", [She innocently held his hand up to her mouth, and shyly started kissing all of his scars made his face went crimson red and his ears wiggled. Little by little, she made sure to get every single one.], "Y/n, What- what are you-" and "Y/n, Thank you for treating me like a person." about shy!female!human!reader finds out Hunter (TOH) has many scars on his hands and Hunter is very insecure about hands? Like she comforts him and she made Hunter feels better? I love to see Hunter's blushing reaction to her cuteness! I live for flustered & touch-starved Hunter (TOH)! Please??

I'm sorry if this takes me a while but just so you know i have been working on this little by little in my free time ;-;

I tried to make it as long as possible, so yeah...

For context, this is when hunter was still the golden guard :)

Y/n was heading towrds Hunter's house, trying to surprise him since she hasn't visited in months

And since it was a lot harder to get in to the castle than it looks, she was to afraid to go to it, but since Hunter was busy and couldn't visit at your house, you decided that for the first time, you were going to visit the castle

It took a while to locate where his room was, but when you spotted Flapjack at the window you smirked, but your smirk quickly fell as you saw how hing up his room was

You groaned, you wanted to tell Luz to give you a ride, since she wanted to fly on owlbert to get used to flying a palismen, but you knew she was gonna ask questions s to why you wanted to go to the emperor's castle

So you had to climb the walls of the castle, you cursed yourself as you didn't take glyph classes alongside Eda and Lilith

------

You had finally climbed up to Hunter's window as you held on to it for dear life, you were so glad Flapjack was next to the window, he opened the window as you quickly climbed in

You saw Hunter quickly jumping up from his bed and scurrying around the room trying to find something

"Hey Hunter." Y/n said happily as they stood up, only to collapse on his bed moments later

Hunter his his hands behind his back

"Hey Y/n, what're you doing here." He laughed awkwardly as he kicked the ground, Y/n smirked, thinking that Hunter was hiding something lika a present behind his back

She stood up, barely, and walked towards him in a calm maner

"Nothing much, just... Aha!" The yelled as she grabbed Hunter's hand but her smile quickly fell as she saw all of the scars on his wrist

Hunter quickly pulled away as he looked shamefully to the ground

"O-oh titan, Hunter... I'm so sorry." Y/n apologized, regretting her actions as she saw the sad look on her boyfriends face

"Is... Is this why you wear gloves?" Y/n questioned "Why do you hide them, Hunter?" She asked as she tried to reach out to Hunter's hand, he didn't move his hands so Y/n slowly took them in to her own, brushing her thumb against the scars

"Because they're ugly. Nobody needs to see how many times i failed." He muttered as Y/n continued to brush her thumbs on his scars

Y/n looked sadly at her boyfriend, how could he think in such way about his scars? As once a wise lady told Y/n, they're not signs of shame; they're badges of honor.

So Y/n didn't understand as why he would hide them

When suddenly, she came up with an idea

"Um, H-Hunter? Is it away if i..." She started as she gently pulled up Hunter's hand towards her lips, she gently put a kiss on one of his scars, looking up towards him for his approval

"Y/n, what- what are you-" hunter started but didn't have the energy to finish his sentence

"trying to kiss your scars... It's okay if you don't like it i could just stop-"

"No! Uhm, i mean- no please continue." He said awkwardly

Y/n smiled warmly as she once again gently pulled his hand towards her lips and hissed his scars, she kissed each one with such love, switching from one hand to the other, she gave each scar proper care

Hunter's ears wiggled as he turned crimson red, enjoying the sensation of Y/n's lips on his hands

Soon Y/n stopped kissing hunters hands, much to his disappointment, as she gave one final kiss to the scar on his cheek

"Does tht feel better?" She asked, Hunter lightly nodded as his ears continued to wiggle slightly

It was an awkward silence for a while as hunters ears stopped wiggling, he pulled Y/n closer by her waist as she blushed lightly, putting a hand on his chest, and her head on his shoulder

"Thank you." Hunter said

"For what?" She questioned as she lifted her head up lightly to looked Hunter in the eyes

"Thank you for treating me like a person." He said, Y/n only smiled warmly as she rested her he'd against his shoulder again

"No problem Hunter." She whispered as they sat in a comfortable silence for a while

Flapjack wanted to interrupt the cuddle session as he flew to hunter and pulled at his loose hair

"Flapjack!" He yelled in anoyence, as Y/n only giggled, seeming amused to see her boyfriend fighting with the palismen

This was both a great and sad visit, but Y/n loved every second of it.

#the owl house #toh #toh hunter #toh hunter x reader #toh x reader #female reader #shy reader #human reader #toh season 2? #toh angst? #toh fluff

[xxlunar-0988-xx]

Hi!✨️

Can I request a fluffy headcanon about Fluff relationship with his shy!female!human!reader for Hunter (The Owl House)? Please??

Of course! This may take a while, or a lot less than i imagine, so yeah hope you enjoy this :)

Gotta say this boi is a simp, no doubt

Like you may be his first lover, but that does not mean he won't treat you like a goddess what was sent from the heaven's

Just have to get one thing straight

He will not by any means, show a weaker more softer side of himself till you two are at least a month and a half in the relationship

Will give you sneaky cheek kisses, no doubt

But he will be flustered as heck if you give them back, he would just scream in to the pillow with happiness if you did that

Don't get me started if you give him a Beck on the lips

He is in heaven to way the least

He adors it when you take his shirts, hoodies, basically anything

If you took his hoodie on a cold day he will say something like

"Uh- you look really warm, and I'm cold Soo... Wanna cuddle?"

Like AUGH

My heart is melting

While we're on the topic of cuddles, my man will not say no to a cuddle session

But if he has work, he will with all of his might say, no

But expect to be in his embrace the moment he is free from work

He likes sleepy cuddles, but he has an iron grip, so don't expect to be set free for bathroom breaks in the middle of the night

He would never take advantage of your shyness, but will help you overcome it

But of course if you are not ready, be will not force you

My guy sleeps with plushies, so you're considered as one of his plushies now

If you dare to cuddle a pillow, he will emidiatly knock it out of your arms, and out himself instead

He will most likely try to sew you something but will fail emidiatly, going to Darius for help

I think he would ask you questions about the human realm, since his uncle won't tell him about it that much

From the explanations you gave him with the weird animals, i don't think he can tell the difference

Will show you books on wild magic if you are interested

And if you rant about stuff, he will listen and remember every single word you said to him from A to Z

I think he would persue in your interests, like if you like to make origami, he will sit with you on a desk and learn from you how to make paper cranes

Of if you're in to art, he will try to draw something to make you happy

And so on, and so on

Overall, you make him happy :)

Sorry if it's kinda short, i tried my best to make it longer 🥲

#the owl house x reader #the owl house #toh hunter x reader #toh hunter #toh #toh hcs #shy reader #female reader #human reader

[ambrosiagoldfish]

My requests are Open!

Here’s my Fandoms, boundaries, and request-rules

#x male reader #x reader #character x male reader #fanfic #character x reader #genshin x reader #x female reader #genshin impact #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #itto smut #the owl house x reader #top male reader #gn reader #requests open #reqs open

[sleepingdeath-light]

falling for eda’s daughter hcs ; hunter

requested by ; anonymous (03/04/23)

fandom(s) ; the owl house

fandom masterlist(s) ; main | hunter only

character(s) ; hunter wittebane

outline ; “Hi!! I really love your Owl House writing so I wanted to request Hunter x Clawthorn!reader where reader is Eda's daughter and is also a wild witch. Y'know how Lilith was tasked by belos to get Eda to join the coven? Hunter being told to get Eda's daughter to join the Emperors coven. But like she isn't gonna go down without a fight and she kinda thinks this dude is cute so she plays along with this cat and mouse game, Hunter eventually realizes "oh shit I have feelings for her" idk it can end in fluff or angst if you want!! I trust your authorly decisions <3”

warning(s) ; canon typical violence

the emperor hadn’t assigned him to you for any particularly personal reason — he just so happened to be the same age as you and that made him an ideal candidate

… for some reason

it wasn’t like with lilith and your mother — he’d never even met you before so you were no more likely to listen to him than her

but he was above questioning his uncle so he went along with it with all the enthusiasm and charm he could muster

initially he tried to befriend you: flirting, joking and teasing as you lightly spar — even offering to train you himself if you join

but when you start fighting back properly he loses his bravado and focuses on standing his ground

you think he’s adorable so you don’t go too hard on him, but you do enough to keep pace with him: teasing, flirting and joking around as you fight time after time

calling your meetings ‘dates’ and calling him a ‘stalker’ lightheartedly when you keep on running into each other in not-so-coincidental ways

and, before long, he finds himself looking forward to them — not even talking about the coven and just enjoying the fights and returning your blows and jabs as good as he got

whenever you call him ‘cute’ or address him as ‘handsome’ his face flushes beneath his mask and he loses his bravado for a few moments — which you, and your mother, find adorable

and it’s after one of these meetings, when you bid him farewell and talk about maybe getting to see who you’re fighting next time, when he realises that he might be a little to fond of you

a little too excited about seeing you

a little too unwilling to hurt you

a little too desperate to have you join the coven

a little too flustered about the idea of showing you his face

a little too…

oh no

#sleepingdeath #female reader #fluff #fluff hcs #toh fluff #toh x reader #the owl house x reader #the owl house fluff #toh hunter x reader #hunter toh x reader #hunter wittebane x reader #golden guard x reader

[urlocalcookie]

You said in one of your archivists post that you would write a smut fic? If so I would DIE to read it

Hi HI HI!!

I actually wrote one a while ago out of boredom! I'll dig it up out of my notes app just for you 😋

"Oof! Oughff! Ouff! A-Ah!" You panted and whimpered.

"Louder." The archivist growled in your ear.

"Ahhh... ahhah.. ah.. o-oh.." You whimpered.

"LOUDER!" The archivist scolded you.

"Ack! Ack! Ack! A-Ah! Ow.. oh... oh.. f-f-! Oh! Oh my g-gosh! Ohh, k-keep going! Please! Ahh.. Oomf.. you feel s-so- Ack! Good!" You moaned.

The archivist penetrated your womanhood over and over. They were going a decent pace. They were uncomfortably large. When you were explaining that they needed to be bigger than literally just... an inch, they jumped to about a foot long and incredibly thick. You begged them to make it about seven inches and like... three inches thick, they finally complied.

As of right now, they were grasping your hips tightly and shoving their length in and out. They picked up the pace and made themself bigger again. You were quick to notice and begged them to stop stretching you like this.

"You can take it. I know you can." They said.

You arched your back to make it easier for them to continue thrusting into you.

You moaned louder and louder as they sped up and slammed against the back of your hole. You were being fucked by them in a spoon position. You were both lying on your sides, but he was hugging you from behind and intruding.

"Ohh, fuck! Ahh... you feel amazing!" You wailed.

The archivist cackled going harder. They had never felt something like this. They wouldn't admit it, but, they were starting to understand why mortals enjoy banging.

"Oh, y-you- OH! OHH!" They cackled.You took this as a sign they were going to experience their climax.

"I'm- I'ma- I'm- s-something's-! Ohoho!" They laughed, shoving it in harder and harder.

You reached down, touching yourself. "C-Can we... please-?"

"I'm gonna- I'm gonna- I'm gonna-!" They stammered.

"WAIT! IT WON'T FEEL GOOD!" You shouted, trying to reach back and grab them. They didn't listen, they kept pounding you. You needed to say something to grab their attention. "I've- I'VE BEEN LYING TO YOU! I LIED!"

"What?" They suddenly halted, but remained inside you.

You panted, "S-Sorry, I had to get your attention somehow." You tried to take a breather.

They ignored your statement. "Lied about what?"

"Nothing! I just needed you to stop for a second and that's what I could think of!" You said.

They stared into you from behind. You could feel their eyes burning into you.

"I was trying to tell you that it won't feel as good if we don't climax at the same time. I'm trying to help you." You panted.

They stared at you for a bit. "Aren't I fucking you? I'm breeding you hard. I can do it harder if you'd like."

"No, it's not that. I... need stimulation on my clit."

They looked over your shoulder and tilted their head. "Huh.." they then chuckled sadistically. "Okay~" they waved their hand and you saw something bright pink glow down there and-

You shrieked and moaned, twitching everywhere. There was so much stimulation on your clitoris, it felt like you were stuck on the edge of six orgasms. "Ah! Ah! Ah! N-Now fuck me! It-It'll feel good!"

And just like that, the archivist cackled and shoved themself in and out of you.

You flexed your muscles around his length and came. You clamped down on them incredibly hard. They cackled and shoved themself in and out.

"I'm coming~!" They cooed in your ear.

Their hot seed shot into you. You clamped down again, sighing. "Ahh..."

"Ohh.... ahhh.." They sighed, then cackled again. "Oh, that felt... weird. I like it." They said.

"P-Please... t-take the stimulation away... please... I'll be so good for you." You begged.

Surprisingly, you felt their dick twitch inside you. They did get turned on by begging!

The stimulation on your clit ceased. You sighed shakily. You reached down and touch it to feel how sensitive it was. It was incredibly overstimulated and painfully sensitive. You whined.

"Eheh, something wrong~?" They teased.

"It... umph... j-just thrust a bit more... ride out your orgasm.." You said.

They hesitated once more, but started bucking their hips. You sighed, moaning softly. It felt nice. He sighed as well, then stopped."I'm bored of this." They declared. "Are we done?"

"Yeah." You panted. You felt them practically rip it out of you, leaving you empty. You yelped at the suddenness of it.

You rolled over and gripped to them, burying your face in his chest. "I love you." You murmured.

They chuckled sadistically, "I love you too, fairy."

You fell asleep in their arms. For once, they didn't try to get up and leave you a sweaty, trembling mess. They actually stayed.

The last thing you felt before dozing off, was their hand petting the back of your head, their sharp nails lightly grazing you each time.

I hope y'all enjoyed 😈

#the archivists #the archivists toh #enzo gabriel #the collector #the collectors #the grand huntsman #reader #the grand huntsman toh #the collector x reader #the archivists x reader #the archivists smut #smut #female reader #TOH #owl house

[bumblebbyxx]

Hello! 😊 Can I request a fluffy long oneshot with prompts: "U-um, H-hunter? T-there are something n-new I want to t-try.", [she started to give her gentle kisses up and down on his neck and shoulder made his face went completely red with steam coming out of his adorable ears then he instinctively moved his head to the side to make more room for her], "S-should I c-continue?", "O-oh! Sorry! I d-didnt mean to make you uncomfortable, Hunter." & "No! *cough*, no I was just... Caught off guard, please keep going, Y/n." about what kind of reaction Hunter (TOH) has when his shy!female!human!reader shyly started to give her gentle kisses up and down on his neck and shoulder for love affections in guest room at Luz's home in Human Realm? Hint#1: Hunter's neck is so super sensitive. Hint#2: Hunter really enjoyed to receive her neck kisses from her. I really love to see Hunter's blushing reaction to it! 😆 I live for flustered and touch-starved Hunter! 💘 Please??

Thank you for your request, miss Butterfly ~

TW: mild self isolation, neck kisses, shoulder kisses

Contains: fluff

Prompt: In the Noceda’s guest room, Y/N has a plan to cheer her boyfriend up. 

It had been a long night. Firstly, everyone had gone out for groceries, and that got out of hand quickly. Then, Gus and Willow ran out of the house to get some ice cream from the truck, which panicked Camila greatly. 

Now, thankfully, everyone was calm and happy downstairs, eating from this strange ‘Mcdonalds’ food restaurant. Y/N didn’t quite like the smell of the greasy food, so she had excused herself from the table, instead deciding to make a little salad bowl.

Plus, she was getting worried about Hunter. He seemed very out of it, these days. Tired, perhaps. At least that was what Y/N told herself. Ever since the group had escaped the Demon Realm, he seemed to be isolating himself. She hated seeing her boyfriend like that. 

Now, he locked himself up in the guest room after grocery shopping. Luz, Camila, and Gus had tried getting him out, but he hadn’t replied to any of them. 

Y/N walks up the stairs, gazing at old pictures of baby Luz and newer ones with Vee. She smiles softly. Camila was really nice to let everyone stay. 

She reaches the end of the staircase, and moves to the guest room. Her curled up fist hesitates as it hovers from the wood. Would Hunter even reply to her? Would he tell her to leave in anger? She could feel little tears pricking up her eyes as she thought of the scenario. 

No. She had to at least check if he was okay. 

She knocks. 

“Miss Camila, I’m not really hungry right now.” she hears his muffled voice. 

“Hunter? Hunter, it’s me, Y/N.” she bites her lip, as if flinching for the trace of anger in his voice when he would address her. 

“Y/N?” 

She hears footsteps, and the door opens. There he stands, towering over her small height, blonde hair a mess and eyes dark. 

“What are you doing here? I thought Luz and Miss Camila bought you guys food.” he asks, voice softening as he gazes at her. 

Y/N gulps. “I wasn’t hungry.” she replies. 

“But you have to eat. You must. Even a little.”

She shakes her head, “No, I had some salad. Everything’s okay with me.”

“Oh.” he glances down, but a little smile creeps onto his lips, as if relieved. “That’s good.”

“M-may I come in?” her lip quivers as she embraces the ‘no’ she knew would come out of his mouth. 

“Of course.” he moves out of the way, revealing the dark room, the only light a golden lava lamp illuminating a corner. 

She steps in. “Have you been asleep all this time?” she questions as she sits at the foot of his bed. Hunter nods a little, “I have. I’m, uh, a little tired,”

“It’s good you’re getting enough sleep now.” she gives him a quiet smile, and Hunter’s ears pinken slightly at the sight of his girlfriend’s lips upturning. A hand touches her cheek softly, 

“You always are so beautiful.”

“Hunter, I…” she gulps, face reddening. 

“Oh, Titan!” his hand melts off of her face, “Sorry, are you getting uncomfortable? I-I’ll stop.”

“No, no. Not at all.” she replies, flustered, “I was just….caught off guard. That’s all.” avoiding his eyes she adds, “I like it when you put your hand on my cheek.”

He blinks, then red spreads across his face. He slowly places his hand back, rubbing softly, and Y/N leans into the touch. 

“I’m sorry.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, dropping his voice down to a whisper, “For ignoring you. Ignoring everyone. I just….”

“I understand, Hunty.” She hopes the nickname will comfort him. And it does. A little laugh escapes his lips. 

“Y/N. Always an angel.”

And his eyes flick down to her lips, and hers gaze at his. She moves her head, closing the gap in between them. 

Hunter moves in, lips crashing with another. It was soft, it was shy. 

It was everything she dreamed of. 

They both pull away, for air. Hunter’s ears are fully red, whilst Y/N’s cheeks are pink. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t ask.”

“No, it’s quite alright. I-I think I want to do it again, actually.” she says shyly, tucking a stray hair under her ear. 

“Y-you do?” his eyes widened. 

She gives him a quick peck on his lips, “I do.” 

He sighs in content, before leaning on her shoulder. A few minutes of silence pass. 

“H-Hunter?”

“Yes, N/N?”

“T-there’s something n-new I want to try.”

“Go ahead.” he smiles at her. She takes in a breath, before moving her soft lips against the side of Hunter’s neck, kissing it.

He sharply sucks in some air, sighing. 

“Your neck is so sensitive.” she says as she moves to another side, kissing the skin. He shuts his eyes. 

“Is this alright with you?” she asks tentatively. He nods. 

“It's alright with me, N/N.”

He feels her warm lips move across his neck, mellow pecks that are lush and sweet. She shifts her head to his shoulder, slowly moving the fabric of his shirt away to land another kiss on it. His reddened face goes even deeper when she nuzzles her face in the crook of his neck, giving his jawline three gentle kisses. They both fall over, muffled laughs as Hunter props himself onto a pillow. 

With one last, chaste and soft kiss on the lips, Hunter wraps his hand around Y/N. 

“I love you so much.”

#hunter toh x reader #shy female y/n #neck kisses #shoulder kiss #gentle kiss #oneshot #fluff #the owl house

[sparkyz-plug-writes]

hihi! i was in a silly goofy mood and i thought of something, listen- golden guard! hunter x golden guard! reader (hcs!) where reader has a penstagram account where they post bullshit stuff like trends, funny shit, unhinged posts, sometimes Hunter appears in them (he did not approve 😔😔) ya know?

and how people would react to them- im thinking theyd make fanart, ship them, ask them stupid questions about the emperors coven (which they have to promote otherwise Belos will take away their penstagram privileges >:( ) and and if they write fanfictions reader would 100% read them and comment "good writing! kinda ooc!" and the writer would be like "what the what--"

please i need to see someones take on this 😭😭

(YES SILLINESS SHALL SPREAD-)

☁️Golden guard!Hunter x Golden guard!Reader☁️

Characters:

Hunter Noceda: He/Him (he didn't approve of showing up in your posts but oh Lord-)

Luz Noceda: She/Her (asks random questions about the emperor's coven-)

Amity Blight: She/Her (probably made fanart about you two-)

Willow Park: She/Her (live, laugh, love, willow- made a group chat with you and Hunter in it-)

Kamora Firethorn: He/Him (Made ship art of you two, also asks questions about things u can do with multi magic-)

Denndy Yumo: They/Them (wrote fanfiction, very good at writing, but doesn't know what ooc is-)

Reader/Y/N: any pronouns (This unhinged fuck-)

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Bruh I swear to GOD/TITIAN your the one that does those goofy trends and shit-

Hunter has to appear in them Because he appeared ONCE now EVERYONE wants to see more of him!

And since he showed up you had 5 people and a ton more asking more questions!

Like GoodwitchLuzura (Luz)!

Who always asks stupid questions about the emperor's coven- (SHE WANTS ANSWERS-)

But also she questions if you are in a relationship! You just reply the her comment with "PERHAPS-"

So more people started shipping u too, like wholesome ship art! (You murdered anyone who made weird art-)

But then theirs WITCHCHICK128 (Amity!)

She basically cyber bullies you and Hunter :(

But you just respond to all of it with

And I kid you not

"RATIO"

It's funny though lmao, just seeing in the community you an her arguing lol

And there's WillowTr33s! (Ofc Willow-)

She just likes to comment on your videos! No questions or anything! Just nice talk lol-

It's nice to have someone not cyberbulling you two and asking questions about the emperor's coven!

But that's all, aside from some othe,rs commenting and asking! (COUGH, COUGH, KAMORA & DENDDY- COUGH COUGH-)

But it's nice Belos got you penstagram! (He regrets it-)

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

I DID IT, AUUGH WRITERS BLOCK SUCKS-

#the owl house x reader #hunter x reader #hunter x male reader #hunter x female reader #hunter x non binary reader