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speedystarshine · 1 year

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Various TOH characters x readers (General HC’s)

Characters: Eda, Lilith (Platonic), Darius, Adrian, and Steve.

Eda

H-Hot...bird woman..

She is so amazing we love her

She will definitely get you anything at the drop of a hat

No, she doesn't pay for it.

Sometimes when she's bored she'll drag you around town to find some mischief to cause or something to do

If her and Lilith ever get into a fight, you are the barrier. Every. Single. Time.

"Y/N, can you tell my darling sister to stop leaving apple blood cartons everywhere?"

"Y/N, can you tell Lilith to mind her damn business?"

Y/N: *eye twitch*

If you know about the curse she'll appreciate any support you give, even if it doesn't look like it.

Will use Harpy form, especially if she knows it flusters you- poor owl beast is so done.

She is very protective of those she cares about, so she'll deffo bail you out if you happen to get in trouble. She'll feel so bad if it's because of her shenanigans 😭

She likes to drag you into her nest randomly. In her mind, pretty things in nest. Y/N = pretty thing, pretty thing = in nest. Don't say anything about it, though, she'll get so embarrassed-

Lilith (Platonic)

Cool history nerd aunt? Hell yeah!

Definitely overloads you with random info at any point of the day. She cant help it, especially if you get her started on a topic thats special to her.

She'll talk for hours then, not that you mind :)

She does really appreciate it if you listen though, and even more if you engage and back up points.

Is definitely the type to cringe you out, especially in front of your friends. She's cool like that, even though you hate it-

If anything happens to you or you get in trouble, she gets so worried about you!!

I feel like she's the type of person where panic makes her do smart stuff quickly, so she'll instantly patch you up with care if you do get hurt.

I feel like because of her, you'd have a love-hate relationship with Hooty?

Like, you would protect each other to the max if needed but they totally team up against you all the time and it's so not fair >:(

Darius

Ah yes, our favourite peacock.

He treats you like royalty, so be aware of that.

Spa days? Spa days. You keep laughing whenever he puts on a face mask and he gets grumpy about it-

He acts like he's above it but let's be honest, he would totally love to gossip with you.

He somehow knows about everyone and everything in the castle so watch your back if your trying to hide anything from him (he tries not to peep if it's like, a surprise for him but he probably already knows)

You two shovel talk Adrian, it drives him mad 😭

You know if you get into an argument and your parents leave a bowl of fruit or something as an apology?

He definitely brings a mini abomination to bring you something.

He will eventually apologize face to face, but who likes confrontation? Not him.

Co parenting Hunter co parenting Hunter CO PARENTING HUNTE-

Is super worried abt you after the day of unity, and immediately seeks you out (and vice versa).

Adrian

I'm just gonna be upfront. He's draining, but that's the fun of it! (Or not.)

He is 100% catboy confirmed.

He doesn't even bother with the whole "I act like I don't care but actually do" thing he's just super clingy and has no shame <3

He's also super p(r)etty, and can get jealous quite easily. Make sure to give him lots of attention!

Surprisingly doesn't shovel talk Darius, he has some semblance of respect for him, but he just hates everyone equally. Apart from you! (And Terra. She absolutely terrifies him, don't leave them in a room together)

Take everything he says with a grain of salt though, he twists his stories a lot.

E.g: Someone accident tripped him up? It was attempted murder. They tried to break his neck and-

He is a dramatic person, but what do you expect?

The type to just flop onto you and go boneless after a long day, no matter what your doing.

Also treats you like royalty! Just... In his own way.

Steve

Steve! Everyone's favourite demon/ex-scout boy!

He is so affectionate, but in an awkward kinda teenage way.

He buys you flowers.

Gives the best advice? Y'know how you can no what something tastes like just by smell and sight even if you've never had it? Like that but with advice.

He talks about you all the time to Mat!! He's super happy if you two get along, since you are the most important people in his life.

(if you don't though, immediate deal breaker. His little brother is so important to him, so sorry..)

This is random, but he has an obsession with candles.

One time you told him all that smoke wasn't good for the environment, so he bought "bio-degradable" ones from a certain pig at the night market..... He's trying I promise 😭

Motorcycle rides? Hell yeah! He won't ever say it (unless it comes up ofc) but his favourite rides are where there's not really any destination in mind, and your just driving around because.

He somehow is friends with everyone on the boiling isles? Don't be surprised if you see someone who you'd never expect to see talking to him.

The goodest boy ever. Treat him right!

#the owl house #the owl house x reader #toh #toh x reader #eda x reader #eda clawthorne x reader #lilith x reader #lilith clawthorne x reader #darius x reader #darius deamonne x reader #adrian x reader #adrian graye x reader #steve x reader #toh steve x reader

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vrisrezis · 2 years

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hihi!! can i request steve and hunter with a S/O that’s very quiet and doesn’t talk at all but they only talk with them and them only?? i hope you have a great day/noon/night :]]!! - ☕️

Steve likes listening to you talk since you never talk unless he’s in your presence, makes him feel special as he wants to hear your voice! However even when you don’t he enjoys being around you, he doesn’t talk too much himself so he doesn’t mind.

Hunter isn’t sure what makes him so special, to be perfectly honest. Appreciates it regardless, you’re probably the only person he’s comfortable enough rambling too about his nerdy interests without feeling annoying.

#toh x reader #the owl house x reader #toh hunter x reader #hunter x reader #the owl house hunter x reader #steve x reader #toh Steve x reader #the owl house steve x reader

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unlikelynutperson · 1 year

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|| there is a distinct lack of Steve fanfiction and I need to change that || this was way longer than I ever anticipated

if there's a spelling/grammar mistake, no there isn't - ignore it.

Stress Toy

Sub!Steve (The Owl House) x Dom!GN!Reader || smut, non-specific hole penetration, gentle and a little bit sleepy, Dom!Reader, Sub!Steve, pet names, thigh humping(?), established relationship, reader can be witch or human, a sprinkling of my Steve hcs, grinding, hj, fingering, praise, hair pulling, Gus x Mattholomule (MENTIONED), begging, does this count as cuddle fucking?, slight breeding kink (Steve), cockwarming(?)

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It had been a long day...

A VERY long day.

Steve's muscles ached and his head pounded and he was almost certain he could feel his bones. It wasn't anything he wasn't used to but it hurt none-the-less!

It must have been the early hours of the morning when he finally got home but all he cared about was stripping out of his uniform and crawling into bed for a few hours of sleep, at least.

The moment he opened the front door of the small house, Steve autopiloted to his bedroom. Stripping down to his briefs, the coven scout flopped into his bed and--

"Ow."

Huh?

Steve peeked his eyes open to look at where the noise came from: beside him.

Did he accidentally go to Matt's room? No, Steve could traverse the house in his sleep (and he had!). Was he hearing things? Likely, but the voice was too clear and sounded an awful lot like--

"Welcome home, Stevie," a figure sits up and just before he can panic-cast a spell, a warm hand touches his bare back.

Steve hisses a little as a small ball of light shines in his tired eyes. Adjusting to the light, he can see who cast it (and who's lying in his bed with him).

"(Y/N)?"

"Morning, baby."

"Hhnnggg," Steve snuggles his face into his lover's lap, arms wrapping around their waist, "turn the light off pleeeeaaaase"

Steve's head jostled with the movement of (Y/N)'s light chuckles.

"Don't worry, Stevie, I got you," the room goes dark once more and the tired witch digs his head further into the warm lap beneath him. "Ah- mmff-- Stevie, baby- Horn."

"Huh?" Steve lifts his head from where it was lying, very comfortably might he add. "Oh. Right. 'M sorry, baby." Steve mumbles before adjusting himself so his face presses into the side of (Y/N)'s stomach.

(Y/N) lies back down and adjusts themselves to drape their arms over his shoulders, rubbing meaningless patterns into his sore back muscles, smoothing over the scar-covered skin (from both battle and acne).

In the process of moving themselves, (Y/N) ""accidentally"" brushed their knee over Steve's crotch. With his sensitive everywhere and little more than the thin fabric of his boxer briefs separating them from skin on skin contact, the scout found his hips seeking slow and gentle stimulation against his lover's thigh.

"Steve, sweetie, you need to sleep while you can" (Y/N) giggles lightly at their boyfriend's desperation.

"I know but you're so warm and soft and I haven't seen you in ages," Steve slowly lifts his head to look (Y/N) in the eyes, choosing to ignore the fact his are half-lidded and feel heavy. "Who even let you in the house? It wasn't Mattie, was it? He'll give me shit about that later."

"Hehehe, no, baby. Your mom let me in. Matt's gone to a friend's place. Gus, I think?"

"Ah, his boyfriend. Good. Means more time with you." Steve starts to grind his hips harder into the thigh between his legs.

Lifting a hand to stroke the back of Steve's neck, right on his nape where short hairs blend out to skin, (Y/N) giggles.

"Stevie--"

"Mmm~"

"Steve-"

"Ah-- Oh... fffu~~ ck."

"Babe--"

"Fuck! please--"

A hand firmly grasps at the longer strands of Steve's hair and pulls, forcing his face upwards.

"Mmmmmh~ please. pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease," Steve's hips grind faster as his pleas get more desperate, "please. I'll be good, I swear. I-"

"I know you'll be good for me, baby, but you're tired. You have scout duties later today, you need the sleep."

Stroking his hair, (Y/N) coaxes Steve to lay his head back down atop of them. A large, rough hand comes to grip (Y/N)'s hip as the scout switches up the position - bringing (Y/N)'s legs over his thighs so he can grind on them properly.

"Steve, baby." And the scout just knows he's about to be scolded and so just lets as many believable half-truths out as he can manage with his overtired, overworked and lust addled brain.

"Please! Ah-- I've got the- hnng~ I've got late patrol. My-- My shift won't start till 12.30. Please, baby. I need you--"

"You promise you'll sleep afterwards?"

"Yes! Yes. Yes. Yes. Any-- oh~ anything. Anything for you~~"

"Do you think you can hold on while I prep us, baby?"

"Mmhmm~~~" Steve nods his head into (Y/N)'s stomach.

"Can you use your words, Stevie?"

The scout lifts his head to look his lover in the eyes as he nods enthusiastically, hands gripping at (Y/N)'s hips tighter.

"Yes. I can wait. Just please--"

"Take your briefs off for me, baby. Can you do that?"

Steve sits up on to his knees as quickly as his sore back muscles allow, reaching for the elastic hem of his boxer briefs and pulling them down as far as he could get them.

Cock flopping upwards, smearing precum just below his bellybutton - Steve's hands flex as he resists the urge to start stroking it and looks back up at (Y/N).

The view he's met with makes all previous attempts to not touch his dick completely invalid. On their knees reaching over the edge of the single bed, ass framed in cute little shorts that hug the skin as they bend at the waist, thighs on full display.

...Steve is but a man...

Grabbing the head of his cock, Steve uses the precum he's leaked (and is still leaking) to lube himself while staring at (Y/N)'s gorgeous frame.

Tossing his head back, the witch closes his eyes, imagining what he'd do to his lover. If only he weren't so tired! Or sore! He could just reach over, finger them open and listen to their heavenly moans before he replaces his fingers with---

"Ah ah ah, Stevie. Hand. Off your dick. Now."

A frustrated groan escapes the back of his throat as he complies.

A hand touches the side of his face, running their fingers along the bumpy, acne-scarred surface and Steve leans into the touch. Slowly opening his eyes, the scout is met with (Y/N) staring lovingly at him.

They run their fingers up to his horn, rubbing the base of it. Steve's hips buck forward as his eyes close in pleasure. It's not like his horn is an erogenous zone - it's just pleasant.

Steve hums in the back of his throat as (Y/N)'s other hand runs through his hair gently.

"Ah~♡!" The hand in his hair is suddenly not gentle and instead grabs the brown locks, pulling his head back.

"You told me you could wait." (Y/N) is scolding him.

"I- Hnnnnnn~ I'm- I'm- I'm so-- Oh~♡! I'm sorry!"

"Ssshhh, shshshshsh. Quiet, baby," Their lips come to his neck, kissing up and down the length, teasing the spot just below his ear where he likes it most, "I'll give you what you want but I'm gonna punish you a little bit, is that okay?"

Steve nods as best he can with the hand still in his hair. (Y/N) pulls away from his neck, moving their hand back to resting on his jaw, fingers pressing on the bruise just below his ear.

"Words, sweetie. You gotta tell me what you want with your words."

"I- I can take it. You can punish me. Just- Touch-- Touch me. Please."

"I'm already touching you. Where do you want me to touch?"

Oh fuck. This was so embarrassing. Steve whined, facing his head down so he wouldn't have to look his lover in the face asked for this.

"Come on, Stevie~ I'm not gonna know what you want if you don't tell me."

Was this his punishment for being impatient? It felt like it was.

"My--- Can you please touch my-- Nnnnnngggh~ Do I have to say it? You already know what I want!" Looking back up at (Y/N), he could see now that they wore a smug little smile on their face.

"I can only guess what you want, baby. You have to tell me so I know I'm right. So, yes. You do have to tell me."

Steve flops his head onto their shoulder with a groan.

Maybe if I can't see them it'll be easier

"My... My cock. Want you to touch my cock. Please."

(Y/N)'s hand leaves where it's teasing his jaw and wraps it around the base of Steve's dick. The pleasant feel of a hand rubbing the sensitive skin at the base of his horn and dick has the scout reaching for (Y/N)'s waist, squeezing them.

When Steve goes to thrust into the warm tight feel around his penis, it leaves.

"Huh? Wh--Why? I told you what I wanted. I was good-"

"Yes, such a good boy for me," a kiss is placed to his temple, "but I don't want you doing any of the work. You're tired and your muscles are so tense, surely it hurts. You just tell me want and I'll give it to you."

"Mmmnnn~~~♡"

"How do you want me to touch your cock, Stevie?"

"Rub it. Please~♡"

"Do want my hand or my mouth to rub it?"

"Fuuuuuuuck. Don't give me options!"

"Okaaaaay~~ Do you want me to talk to you while I touch you?"

A beat passes. If (Y/N) gave him a hand job, they could call him a good boy again. But if they use their mouth, they could touch him more. Of course, the ideal solution to this problem would be to actually fuck them and then he could hear them moa---

"You'll get to fuck me, don't worry. I just wanna know if i should use lube on you or not."

...

"If- If you," Steve lifts his head from where he was hiding in (Y/N)'s shoulder, "If you give me a handjob... Can- Can I-- finger you? Please?"

The blue of Steve's eyes seems to glow in the darkness as he asks... It could also be how immensely horny he is but that's beside the point.

(Y/N) gets a smug look back on their face after getting over the surprise how bold their boyfriend just was. Leaning in to whisper in his ear, they pop they cap open on the lube they had pulled out of the bedside drawer.

"You wanna finger me open while I play with your cock, baby? Want me to moan in your ear how good you make me feel?"

"Ooooooh fffuuuuuuck~~~~♡!" A cool, lubed hand wraps around the tip of Steve's dick as he melts into a pleasure puddle underneath his partner.

A few strokes up and down his penis and Steve is gone, completely forgetting that he had asked (Y/N) if he could touch them.

"Baby," the strokes slow to a near stop, "thought you were gonna get me ready for you? I already lubed your hand for you. Does it feel that good?"

"Huh?" Looking at his hand, it is, in fact, wet with lube.

When did they do that?

"'M sorry. Feels so good~~ Aah~♡," Steve slides a wet finger into (Y/N), "Nngh~ Can't wait to be inside you~♡"

"Patience, baby. Gotta get more than one finger in me first."

Steve opens his eyes (when did they close?) and lifts his head to look at (Y/N), leaning in just enough that his lips brush theirs, silently asking permission.

(Y/N) leans the rest of the way in, licking at Steve's bottom lip. Steve let's his tongue meet his lover's and in a short moment, (Y/N) has him pinned to the matress - their tongues dancing in each other's mouths.

A second finger slides into (Y/N) and they speed up the strokes on his cock as Steve starts to pump his fingers.

"Ah--Aaaah~~♡! (Y--Y/N)! Please!"

(Y/N) moves to kiss Steve's neck again, their fingers rubbing harder at his horn as they play with his cock.

"Mmmmmh~♡ Good boy. So--So good for me~~"

With a final kiss to the scout's lips, (Y/N) pulls back to sit up, straddling Steve's thighs.

"You think I'm ready for you, Stevie?"

"Titan, I hope so~~~ Need you~"

(Y/N) gently guides Steve's fingers out of themselves and holds his hand, intertwining their fingers with their boyfriend's wet ones.

They back off slowly, coaxing Steve to sit up, before laying down against the nest of pillows, draping their legs over Steve's thighs. The coven scout follows and connects his lips with (Y/N)'s.

"Go on, Stevie. You've waited so long. You deserve it."

The coven scout presses kisses along (Y/N)'s neck as he guides his cock to their entrance.

"Thank you~ Thank you, baby. So wonderful. So gorgeous. Thank you~"

Steve mumbles sweet words and praises into their shoulder, lightly nibbling at the skin as the head of his dick slides in their hole.

Taking a moment to regain his composure so he doesn't immediately bust a nut, Steve slowly pushes himself into (Y/N), tiny moans and whimpers shared between them, hands holding each other tightly as they lay against the pillows.

The lovers lay there for a minute or two once Steve bottoms out, simply taking in the feel of the other's body against their own.

"You okay, Stevie?"

"Mmhm~ Trying to not bust my load immediately."

"Ah. I had to make you didn't fall asleep on me."

"How could I ever fall asleep with you constantly squeezing my cock." For emphasis, Steve gives a little thrust.

"Aaah~ Hehehe~~♡ You like how I make your dick feel that much?"

"Mhm~~~~♡ Fuck, baby♡!" Another little thrust.

And another.

And at this point, Steve is just desperately rutting into (Y/N). He doesn't dare pull out too far, not wanting to leave the warm, wet hole he's fucking into.

Both lovers lie in an entanglement of limbs, humping and moaning against each other. Steve let's go of (Y/N)'s hands in favour of grabbing their waist to pull them back down onto his dick.

(Y/N) hands grab at Steve's head, pulling his face into their chest - one hand grabbing his horn, the other running through his hair and gripping at the tousled locks when Steve hits a particular spot within them.

"Oooh~~♡! Fuck, baby! Touch me. Touch me, Stevie. Please~♡!"

Steve reaches down and follows through with his lover's demands.

"AaahAahAh~~~♡! Please! Oh fuck~♡ Feel so good~~~ 'm gonna cum. (Y/N). Please ♡! Needa cummmmm~"

"Sa-AaahAh~~♡ Same, baby! Come here. Cum with with me, okay ♡?"

The hand caressing his horn moves to his jaw, pulling his head up and into a kiss.

"Mph! Mm~~Mmh♡ Mmmmm~~~♡!"

It only takes one, two, three more well placed thrusts in (Y/N)'s hole to have Steve cumming, hips rutting as his seed fills his lover.

But he keeps moving his hand and even continues his thrusts after he's cum, pushing himself into overstimulation, just to have (Y/N) cum while his cock is inside so he can feel every throb of raw pleasure that pulsates through their body.

"Mmmmm~~~~♡"

The two part lips, a string of thick saliva still connecting their tongues.

"Thank you, (Y/N). I needed that. I love you so so much." The scout kisses along (Y/N)'s jawline and down their neck.

"I love you too, Stevie. Wanna go get cleaned up?"

Steve pushes his dick seemingly deeper in retaliation to thought of having to leave the comfortable warmth of his partner.

"Nngh~~ Steve, we're gonna be all sticky and gross when wake up."

A sleepy mumble passes the scout's lips as he let's tiredness weigh down his eyelids.

"Don' care. Wanna stay... inside you. Keep you full."

(Y/N) feels their entire body warm in a flush of embarrassment and pure love for the dumb himbo that is their boyfriend.

Closing their eyes, (Y/N) wraps their arms over Steve's shoulders, patting his hair as they both fall into a deep sleep.

A gentle snoring fills the room.

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teatimeweirdo · 1 year

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+Steve Boyfriend headcanons+

note: I may or may not be writing this during maths class... Steve owns my heart <3

You two have definitely gone to the sane school and have definitely known each other since childhood

you were so sad when he joined the emporer's coven, like you just lost your boyfriend because he only gets one free day per year :((

he spends that free day with you tho and he makes sure to put your needs first, like he is such a sweetheart

your relationship was kinda strained during his time at the emporer's coven and it took a toll on the both of you, he is trying to make up for it now, that he's out of the coven

he probably begged Raine or Darius to allow him to let you know about the rebellion since he would put his hand in fire just for you

he prefers to give you little forehead kisses, if you're shorter than him, or cheek kisses if you're taller than/the same height as him

he probably doesn't knownhow to cook since his main source of food was microwaveable snacks.....

Steve still lives with his parents and younger brother so privacy while you're at his place is not guaranteed.... his brother thinks you're cool tho and his parents like you

omg he is like so touch starved and he probably almost cries when you hug him..... so pls shower him with affection and give him little kisses

he loves dancing with you, like ballroom dancing, rock 'n roll, etc. as long as he can dance with you he is happy... he didn't have time for such leisurely activities while working for Belos so he is trying to make up for it

Sadly dating him also means babysitting his younger brother, who is a little shit (affectionately)

all in all Steve is a 10/10 boyfriend, golden retriever boy... he loves you very much 🥺

#toh x reader #toh steve x reader #steve x reader #toh #toh steve #the owl house x reader #the owl house

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sleepingdeath-light · 2 years

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hey bestie! got any nsfw headcanons for steve (the owl house)? tumblr is severely lacking in content for him. thank you so much in advance 💖

Smut Headcanons | Steve (toh) (18+)

thank you for requesting!

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

reader is assumed as gender neutral

steve is the type of partner that tends to switch between being a service top and power bottom - depending on the mood of the evening and the needs you express at the time.

has a very chilled out view of sex and makes an effort to keep the mood as light as possible - for example, he jokes around a laugh and loves making you laugh

his chest is very sexually sensitive, so kissing or touching it will usually cause him to flush and lose his composure

loves going down on you and will happily do so for hours without the expectation of getting anything in return - though he does tend to break away every so often to kiss your stomach/thighs and praise/chat to you

happy to let you set the pace and equally enjoys slow, sensual sex and fast, almost feral fucking

is happy to let you set the pace however you like, but is also comfortable enough taking control if that’s something you’d prefer

has a thing for you marking him and will wear any bruises, scratches or other marks you leave with pride

is sexually confident enough to be fine with the idea of introducing others to your sex life if you ask

is a king of aftercare and will spend however long it takes to ensure your complete comfort and safety after the act

big on pillow talk because of just how chatty he is

enjoys the thrill of public and semi-public sex acts, but won’t propose doing anything unless it’s something that you bring up first

loves sending and receiving nudes, so if you express comfort regarding doing it, expect frequent sexting whenever he’s called away for work (deletes anything you send him after your conversation finishes, though, as to protect your privacy)

seeing you in lingerie or other revealing/flattering clothing is enough to simultaneously fluster and arouse him even if you don’t do anything further

is open to the idea of you cockwarming him, but may struggle to keep his hands to himself for very long

#sleepingdeath #reader insert #hcs #headcanons #gender neutral reader #smut headcanons #toh smut #the owl house x reader #toh x reader #toh steve #toh steve x reader #minors dni

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marrijaydeboo · 2 years

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OMG HIHI HEY

ayo what do you think steve will do when reader is constantly sleepy (beacause of scout work lolz) finally gives out and sleeps with their head on his chest 👀?? (bonus points if steve likes them lolz)

Steve x Sleep deprived coven scout Reader!

A/N: I love this GIF of him so much

Also I kinda drifted away but I came back to the topic dw

Not proofread!

Warning/s: none

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➵ At first he didn't know that you were sleep deprived, mostly because of the mask you guys wore 24/7

➵ He only notices this when you tilt your head to the side and when you loose focus in a fight

➵ Once you did take off your mask he was worried and scolded you like a mother

➵ he thought you were another breed of Hunter 💀

➵ He invited you over to his house when you two got a break from work

➵ Also request that you guys do this every vacation

➵ Said that it could also be a time to re connect with each other and have fun

➵ as bestiessssssssssss.. totallyyyy... anyway-

➵ Now you two are having a sleepover in his room, yay :D!

➵ Y'ALL R SO CUTE TOGETHER GIGGLING AND STUFF

➵ Ignore Matt cringing at you guys he's just jealous 😒

➵ wasn't long till Matt fell asleep in his room

➵ You got closer to Steve and tried to make yourself comfortable

➵ hmm. You swore his face was a bit red.

➵ later on he was talking about Lilith sharing the curse with Eda but stopped when he noticed your eyes were getting heavy

➵ "Yeah, I should stop talking right now. Beside it's uhm- 2 am- 2 AM-"

➵ talking to you felt like a few minutes, he wanted to talk some more :(

➵ He put out the lamp, "Good night Y/N."

➵ while you were peacefully resting your eyes thank titan, Steve was awake thinking what the aftermath of The Day of Unity would look like

➵ He paused when you shifted, trying to look for a comfortable position

➵ oh, Oh, OH, OHH-

➵ You got close to his chest and sighed

➵ Steve is very chill about it on the outside but in the inside he's having flashbacks of those romance series he's watched before, you know when two people have to share a bed and one gets a little too close?

➵ He admired your features, You looked beautiful as the light of the moon touches your skin

➵ One of you gotta wake up before Matt takes a picture of the two of you and post it on penstagram

➵ If you get sleepy at work he'll take your shift for 1 or 2 hours, and maybe buy you some energy drink

➵ anything for you ofc 😍🙏

#toh #the owl house #toh x reader #the owl house x reader #toh steve #the owl house steve #toh steve x reader #the owl house steve x reader #x reader #i gave up

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hxney-lemcn · 2 years

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Nice Boys — Steve x gn! reader

Summery: Reader meets King's friend and some new feelings start to blossom.

tw: none.

a/n: Me, writing a one shot for Steve? More likely than you think. I just know no one is going to read this, but that's okay. I made this for me.

wc: 1.4k

Master List

“Thanks for agreeing to watch over King,” Eda smiled gratefully.

“Of course!” I smiled back. “Now go, you don’t want to be late for your date with Raine.”

I’m Lilith’s apprentice. We both had a love for history, so she took me under her wing and has taught me so many things about conspiracy theories around the Isles to Deadwardian Balusters. Okay, so maybe I found the topic of Deadwardian Balusters a little boring, but it still gave insight into the Deadwardian era.

Since I was Lilith’s apprentice, I knew her sister Eda. Eda the Owl Lady used to be known as the most powerful witch of the Isles. Now…not so much. She lost her powers to her curse, which was shared between her and Lilith. But to me? Eda was almost like an aunt.

Which brought me to my current situation. I’m babysitting King. With Luz back in the human realm, she didn’t have anyone to watch over him while she went on dates. That’s where I came in. I was more than happy to help out Eda. Especially if it means she can rekindle her love with someone.

“I don’t need someone to watch over me!” King pouted. “I’m old now!”

“I know King,” Eda laughed. “Think of it as you watching over (y/n).”

I pouted, “Do you hate me King?”

“Of course not!” King exclaimed like it was blasphemy.

“Alright, don’t get up to too much shenanigans,” Eda waved. “Or do.” Then she left. I looked back down at King and placed my hands on my hips.

“Movie marathon?”

“Yes! Wait,” King said suddenly. “Could we invite my friend, pleaseeee.”

I blinked in surprise, not that I was surprised at King having friends or anything. But the fact that he actually wants to invite someone.

“I’m not sure…” I trailed off.

“Please,” King whined. “I promise we won’t cause trouble. And Eda even said we could get up to shenanigans!”

I hummed out, squinting at him, “Do I know this friend of yours?”

“Um, maybe?”

“Fine,” I sighed, trying to hide my smile. “Give them a call.”

King let out a happy ‘weh’, before making a crow call to someone. He insisted that we wait for them before starting the movies and I agreed. I mean I’m not a savage after all. I sat on the couch as King paced around excitedly, talking about how they went on this cool introspective motorcycle journey. King was raising my expectations on how cool they were.

Suddenly, the sound of a motorcycle sounded, then it turned off. King jumped and ran over to the front door, swinging it open. Hooty let out a shout, but that was ignored.

“Steve!” King exclaimed, arms wide open.

“King!” This Steve guy exclaimed back, matching King’s energy. “Good to see you little man.” I observed awkwardly from the couch as King pulled in Steve from outside.

Okay he was not what I was expecting. That’s not a bad thing or anything, in fact he looked…a little dorkier than I imagined. Can you blame me? From King’s descriptions, he was this down to Titan motorcycle guy. So I thought he’d be more…tough looking. But I wasn’t disappointed. If anything…he was kinda cute in his own charming way. From the horn protruding from his head, to the little birthmarks on his cheek, he was attractive.

“Steve, meet (y/n),” King introduced, then whispered. “They're a big nerd. (Y/n), meet Steve.”

“Nice to meet you,” I waved with a smile.

“You too,” He nodded, a laidback smile on his face. He took a seat on the other side of the couch. “What are we waiting for? Let’s start this party!”

Steve was sobbing as the two main characters kissed on screen. King had already fallen asleep between us, and I was trying to not laugh at the sobbing man next to me. Not in a mean way, it was just so cute how emotional he was.

“They’re so perfect for each other,” Steve said in between sobs.

“You are such a mood,” I chuckled lightly. “They really are adorable together though.”

The credits rolled and I stretched slightly. I brought out my scroll to check the time, 9pm. Eda shouldn’t be coming back for another few hours. At least I didn’t expect her to. I glanced over at Steve, a smile crawling onto my lips at the sight of him clutching a pillow.

“You want to pick out the next movie?” I asked. “I can get more snacks.”

“Sure,” He agreed. King whined lightly but quickly fell asleep when I moved. I went to the kitchen and grabbed some Bennu puffs and Lamassu jerky. I quickly went back to the couch, only to see King in Steve’s lap as a new movie was pulled up.

“Is this another cheesy romance?” I teased, handing him the Lamassu jerky.

He smiled blindingly at me and winked, “You already know me so well.” I laughed with him, trying to ignore the warmth in my cheeks.

As the movie played, the reaches of sleep clawed at me. My eyes drooped as I tried to focus on the petty drama that was playing in the movie. I closed my eyes tight for a few seconds before opening them to see if that re-energized me. It did the opposite. I let out a yawn and Steve noticed.

“Quitting on me already?” Steve asked in a teasing tone. “We’re barely to the halfway point.”

“I’m not,” I pouted. “I am watching with full attention at the riveting…uh…whatever is happening.”

Steve let out a laugh and put an arm around my shoulders. I can’t tell if he’s trying to be smooth or not, but he definitely is.

“You’ve been working awfully hard,” He grinned down at me. “I think you deserve a nap, don’t worry. I can take over babysitting for now.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but a yawn escaped instead, “Fine.” I rested my head backwards, which I forgot his arm was still around me. This led to my head falling onto his shoulder, but I didn’t question it. I just closed my eyes and drifted off.

“Steve?”

“Hey Eda,” He replied. “Don’t worry, I got everything under control.”

“I see,” Eda replied. “Really got the house locked down, huh?”

I felt his chest rumble under me as he laughed and I shifted slightly. I leaned up and rubbed my eyes, looking around with blurry vision.

“Mornin sleepy head,” Eda said ruffling my hair. I shot straight up and looked around. Morning? No way. She laughed, “Calm down, it’s only 10pm.” I let out a sigh of relief.

“Mmm,” I hummed out, still groggy. “I should go home now, don’t want Gunther to get lonely.”

“Gunther?” Steve asked with a raised eyebrow.

“My cat,” I explained standing up. “He doesn’t like it when I’m gone too long.” Steve stood up as well.

“I…could give you a ride home,” Steve spoke up, sounding…nervous?

“Okay,” I agreed, too tired to really care.

“Alright you two,” Eda grinned. “Take it outside would ya?”

I flushed and waved goodbye as I followed Steve out to his motorcycle. It had a little side car…but it was waaaaaay too small for me. I looked up to Steve, wondering where I’m gonna fit. He got on it, and then motioned for me to sit in front. Once again, I felt warmth spread through me as I awkwardly clambered on. He took out two helmets and put one on my head. He started the motorcycle and I leaned back as he took off.

I was curious what it was like to ride on one of these. I can see the appeal. Feeling the wind hit your face was refreshing. I took in a deep breath as trees passed by my vision. I pointed Steve on where to go and before I knew it, we were at my house. I took off the helmet after we stopped and handed it back to Steve, who just put it in the side car. I then went to stand up but my legs felt like jelly.

“Oop,” I exclaimed as I tried to steady myself. Steve held his hands out to me, just in case I fell.

“Careful there,” He smiled. “Don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I’m good,” I waved off as the tingling in my legs finally left. “Thank you for the ride though.”

“No problem,” He replied with a shrug. “If you ever want company, feel free to call.”

With that he drove off. I smiled to myself as I entered my home, my cat meowed at me in greeting. Perhaps I’ll get used to this weird feeling in my chest.

#toh #the owl house #steve toh #toh steve #x reader #toh x reader #the owl house x reader #steve toh x reader #toh steve x reader

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writing-fanics · 1 year

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okay…. so um ah…… I wanna write for Steve from the Owl House. Usually for my fics I like to keep them grounded in the canon of the show or take my own spin and add in things that weren’t in the show.

Here’s one of them….

Spoilers for the Owl House (if you haven’t seen it)

What if Phillip (Belos) and Caleb had and older sister….she too had been curious about the world beyond her own and followed Evelyn, into the Demon Realm. Maybe, she fell in love with a witch just as Caleb had with Evelyn.

She fell in love and was expecting as well, but of course. Philip stabbed her in the back just as he did with Caleb, and she died along with her unborn baby. Her husband wasn’t lucky either.

(she isn’t too old maybe a two years older than Caleb was so let’s put her around 20-21) Idk how old Caleb was

so belos created grimwalker after grimwalker of them. each of them failures, destroying each and every single one of them. until his recent ones

Y/n and Hunter. Y/n basically becoming the babysitter for her younger sibling and she despises it. being forced to basically babysit him, he’s whiny annoying spoiled.

she just wants to be alone do her own thing, world with the other guys in the coven. but despite her being older she wasn’t allowed too.

but there was one thing they had in common their extensive knowledge of wild magic…..something they were very curious about despite having been told the dangers of it by belos.

it wasn’t until they failed in getting more palisman for belos. once they arrived back at the palace. a Phoenix landed on her lap and turned into a staff

she stared at it in shock having her first palisman. ember she named him. but whatever let’s get to the cute moment between her and Steve honestly.

she’d mostly occasionally accidentally bump into him. and would be occasionally laughing at his jokes underneath her mask honestly Steve felt comfortable around her she found him funny and hilarious

Steve was the first to find out about her secret palisman despite her doing everything to hide him. and he promised not to say anything

when she found out that she’s a grimwalker she’s horrified seeing the countless masks and ghosts of her past. she along with Hunter were horrified and ran off.

everything about her was a lie. she was a clone another clone. and if belos found her or Hunter he’d just destroy them and make another.

maybe she finds comfort with steve maybe, he keeps her hidden. she’s just absolutely broken just mumbling how she feels like she isn’t even real. how she doesn’t know who she wants to be or who she is.

idk I just came up with this and this took me 20 mins to write out this concept.. what do y’all think

#toh Steve x reader #the owl house x reader #the owl house x you #Steve x reader #grimwalker #owl house #belos #Hunter

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insertmesoftly · 2 years

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Silly Quick Steve x Wild Witch Y/N

He's been a romantic his whole life, yearning for a partner he can love and dote on, but he put his ambitions first and kept neglecting his fantasies because work would take up so much time. They always felt too far away anyways.

He's had a couple of run ins with you. He just saw you as another criminal at first, but after a day of being in charge of taking you to the Conformitorium, you two got to talking and he actually... felt bad for doing what he was doing for the first time. You were pretty cool. He tried to bring you an extra snack for your prison food, but found you had escaped anyways. So much for the guilt.

There's a few more minor run ins on the streets and at events. A mutual understanding forms, where he can overlook you being somewhere... in exchange for a bit of hanging out. They were just a way to keep you in check, he'd tell himself. But the more he got to know you, the harder it was to imagine you back behind bars. He couldn't condone your wild magic... but. He didn't want you to 'change your ways' either. He liked you as you were. He was conflicted.

As time goes on, he's been trying to seek you out more. Suddenly, he's venting a lot more now. What used to be 'funny' passing stories about stuff considered normal in his coven, like the violence and the backstabbing, have gotten sadder as he's fully realized what life he's been leading. He has a shitty job and he's surrounded by shitty people. He chose this. He's depressed, but you console him and remind him he still has time to change. He keeps saying he'll think about it.

You were captured with the BATS. Steve didn't realize you were a part of the group, he's not a part of the team that brought you in or that takes care of you, but he's noticed your absence in the streets. He's now worried about you on top of being stressed with everything else. Steve is not having a good time.

As pressure rises he really reconsiders your last conversations and decides to make a decision, finally, by the end of that day. He spent it with King, out and about. He cried as he saw two old witches happily being in love because he thought of you. He's lost you. He should've quit sooner. His tears have stopped but his heart is still blue as he takes off his mask. He'll live freely now. He'll do everything he ever wanted. That starts with quitting the Emperor's Coven. Joining the Rebellion. And-

He sees you. You're talking with the other CATS, not paying attention to the people that came in until the one you were talking to points in his direction and you lock eyes. You both beam. You run at each other and you're picked up to be swung, cheering and crying and immediately hugging when you're put down. A happy reunion. You tell him you're proud of him. He melts in your arms.

Now that he's out of the coven, he's way more relaxed and happy. He's been following you and checking up on you all the time. He's eager to be of use to the Rebellion, and especially feels like he wants to prove himself to you. You let him; you think he's adorable. You once pet him and called him a 'Good Boy' jokingly, but to both your surprises, his cheeks became flushed. You've weaponized praise and headpats. He couldn't be happier.

#toh #the owl house #toh steve #steve x reader #toh x reader #toh steve x reader #this is hard to tag lol #fluff #steve x y/n #steve toh #steve toh x reader #steve toh x y/n

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owlish-owlhouse · 2 years

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Could you pretty please do a Steve X reader where they both live together plus the reader hasn’t slept in ages and Steve gets worried so he tries every trick in the book to get them into the bed to sleep (I love Steve so much)

You were in the Emperors Coven before you both defected together. You'd given him a kiss when he was finally given his day off. Lamenting how no date night sucked but you'd figure it out later as you'd been scheduled on different days. (Kikimoras influence you had no doubt)

Heading towards the bunks feeling exhausted after a long shift you hoped that at least Steve was having fun. Passing the work station you'd have tomorrow this part of the castle is mostly empty. Stretching, almost to the break room to change black a crow began loudly cawing at you to answer. You never got phone calls.

"... Hello?" You question.

"It's time." Was all it squawked and nothing else before or flew away, but you knew what Steve meant. You went to your locker before stopping in your room. Quickly and quietly you grabbed all of your stuff before doing the same for Steve. Going to where you agreed to meet if anything went wrong he wrapped you in his arms happy to see you.

Now after being picked up by him and meeting all the others in the Rebel Hide out you realized you hadn't slept in awhile. You were just about to conk out when you got his bird and that was hours ago. Habit you supposed from the near constant stress.

"(Y/N)..." He hums and you nod in response leaning against his shoulder sleepy. His smooth leather jacket felt nice against your cheek and you smiled closing your eyes as you just breathed at the pace of his heart. The adrenaline of running away was hitting you full force and it was hard to calm down. Even as Steve rubbed at your shoulders and back.

"I know. I know. I need sleep. I need sleep." You state and you remember all the nights where Steve snuck into your bed to help you pass out or all the times you did the same for him. With the Day of Unity in a week you doubt you'd be getting any rest any time soon.

"..." Steve's silent and you don't think about it much but as you feel yourself falling your eyes flutter open to see him laying down.

"Steve?" You question face red. He'd never been this bold before though you suppose always being watched made it hard to be affectionate when In the coven. But here? No one was watching. Hovering. You could be free. You could enjoy yourself freely with Steve.

"They don't care..." He responds in a low whisper and his fingers begin to carefully mess with your hair. Humming in response at the gentle sensation, adrenaline finally beginning to fade you snuggle close. Steve shifts with a little smile opening his jacket to wrap both arms around you.

"... Steve..." You murmur barley hanging on. Steve hugs you closer in response.

"I love you." You murmur before your mind begins to go blank finally letting you slip off into hopefully a dreamless and fulfilling sleep.

"I love you too." He responds giving you a small smile before snuggling closer.

#toh steve #steve #steve x reader #toh steve x reader #the owlhouse steve x reader #the owlhouse steve

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hunterxreaderoneshots · 1 year

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A Small, Frail, Thread - Hunter x Non-binary/GN! Reader (Soulmate AU - Red Thread) - Part 1

Requested by Grape67 (AO3)

Word Count: 3.4k (3,469)

Request: i keep asking people for soulmate aus but they never finish them red string of fate perhaps??? angst?????????

YES ABSOLUTELY

Summary: Hunter awakens to realize he has a red thread tied around his finger. He is determined to find out what it means, despite not knowing where to start.

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The young male breathed in deeply as he awoke, then exhaled. He sat up in his bed, his eyes still closed, and steadied himself. It was six a.m., and the sun was just barely coming out. Its golden rays crept over the land, spreading its gentle warmth over the world. A ray of gold gleamed through the window and onto the male. He rubbed his face tiredly, and then aggressively rubbed his eyes. He felt his eyes struggle to open, but forced himself to open them slightly. The male yawned deeply, closed his eyes again, and rubbed his face with both hands. As he opened his eyes, he saw a small, red thread with a neat bow tied around his pinkie.

He exhaled, utterly bothered by its presence. “Oh, very funny…” He muttered. He reached to untie the thread, but he couldn’t seem to feel it. He blinked in surprise and tried again. He tried pulling it, tugging it, and untying it, yet the thread did nothing. The young witch gave up and sighed again. He examined the thread closely, attempting to put together why he couldn’t take it off. He exhaled sleepily, remembering he had a job to do and duties to tend. Maybe it’s one of the scouts using an illusion spell as a prank. Ha! Very funny… They’ll see.

As he got up and out of his bed, he realized the thread led a trail under his door. He tugged on it again but it only seemed to stretch. The male stared at his pinkie, his palm open, and then at the door. “Hmm…” He grumbled angrily, “This is no way to treat the Emperor’s nephew…” The male muttered.

A little, red bird flew onto his shoulder and chirped curiously. “Flapjack! Hey buddy.” The male reached out and pet the bird gently on its head, and the bird sang happily. “Hey, Flapjack, do you know who tied this thread to my finger?” The male raised his pinkie and showed it to the palisman. “I woke up and I saw it, I don’t know who put it here.” The little bird stared at his finger and chirped a response. “What do you mean you can’t see it?! It’s- it’s right here!!” He exclaimed, emphasizing with his other hand. The bird sang back to him. “I- I don’t know why you can’t see it. Maybe it’s a special illusion spell…” The male trailed off in thought, “Or maybe Belos is summoning me! Yeah! That’s probably it!” He exclaimed excitedly. The bird chirped, agreeing with him.

The male smiled, “You’ll have to stay hidden though, okay?” He explained, raising his index finger, inviting the small palisman. The bird chirped happily and flew onto it. The male smiled and pet him again. “I love you, Flapjack. Stay safe for me, okay?” Flapjack sang to him happily and nuzzled his finger. Hunter smiled and continued petting the bird. “I’m going to find out where this thread goes- it might even be my next mission!” He explained excitedly. The bird replied with another song, and the young witch smiled again. “I need to get ready. I’ll let you come as long as you promise to stay hidden.” Flapjack chirped his promise and Hunter smiled. “Okay, let’s get ready then.”

The male changed into his black shirt, golden vest, and white cloak. He slipped on his black, leather gloves, flexing his fingers in them. Hunter looked at his desk. There laid a round, golden mask with two eye holes. It almost resembled an owl. Hunter glanced at it, reached out, then hesitated.

The little bird chirped curiously, looking up at the young male. His hair dangled in between his eyes. “Not, yet. I want to know where this goes first,” He held up his finger and examined the thread again. Flapjack cooed and sang. “C’mon, let go.”

The male reached for the doorknob, looking back at the mask one final time. His view shifted to the red thread, calling to him. I want to know what you are. He sighed, turned the knob, and pulled the door open.

Hunter marched down the halls of the castle, turning left and right, going downstairs, all as the thread demanded. He avoided looking at scouts or guards in the castle. If Flapjack can’t see it, they might not either.

Hunter looked up, realizing he had reached the castle’s gates. The male froze in the black shadow. He looked down at his finger, his eyes following the thread as it crept under the gates. He exhaled in disappointment. Damn.

“Hey, Blondie.”

The male snapped around, recognizing the voice. “Steve! Hey,” He said, waving at him.

“What are you doing out here? The emperor has been looking for you. He wanted you early this morning,” Steve explained smoothly.

His face flushed in embarrassment and his heart sank in terror.

“I-I-...” He stuttered, not knowing what to do. He felt Flapjack shuffle around under his shirt. “I thought I was being called somewhere…” He admitted nervously.

“How come?” Steve asked, his voice echoing behind his mask.

Hunter held up his finger, “I woke up and I saw a red thread wrapped around my finger- I thought it was a prank at first,” he explained. Steve leaned forward and peered through his mask, empty eyes staring at Hunter’s finger. “Then, I realized the thread continued and led all the way... here… past the gates…” Hunter turned to look at the gates again, silent reminders of his restrictions.

“I don’t see anything, sorry man,” Steve replied, straightening his back.

Hunter’s ears bent back in shame as his face flushed madly. “O-oh…” Hunter murmured.

“I’ve heard people mumble about these things. Red string leading to another person and whatnot, but I’ve never seen them,” Steve explained, sighing sadly. “EVERYONE seems to have one… everyone except me…” He hung his head down sadly, staring at his feet. Hunter frowned uncomfortably at the scout before him. “Anyways you should get going, you know how Belos gets when his orders aren’t followed.”

“Y-yeah…” Hunter replied nervously.

Steve sighed heavily, “All of it so much… Steve is beginning to regret. HIS. Choices…” He sang as he walked away from the young male.

Hunter turned to face the gates again. They were like silent golems demanding him to stay put. His eyes traced the thread carefully as it slipped beneath the gates. Hunter shifted his gaze down the hall, knowing the exact path to the throne room. Something bothered him. Suddenly, he didn’t want to go, he wanted to find the end of the thread.

The young male sighed, shifting around, his eyes locked on the delicate thread hidden beneath the gates. He had left the castle the day before for a mission. It wouldn’t be until the end of the week that he would be allowed out again. The male turned and began to march down to the throne room, to the emperor waiting for him.

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Hunter had turned back around when he was halfway at his destination. He rushed to his room, hastily snatched his mask, and scurried back down.

The Golden Guard approached the open doors of the throne room, a tall, muscular male standing before him. A purple cape was elegantly draped over the right side of his body. His eyes glowed green and his pursed lips reflected the dancing firelight.

“If it isn’t the little prince,” He sang, looking down at the male. The Golden Guard blushed in embarrassment, feeling the mask reflect his heat back to him. “About time you showed up. What? Slept in today? You know better…” He grumbled, looking down at the Golden Guard in disgust.

“I thought I was called elsewhere, Darius-” He began.

“Oh, you thought? What a surprise, he thinks!” Darius exclaimed, smirking at the small male. “Hmph, don’t you know to do as you’re told?” He taunted, his purple hair bubbling up like the fire in the torches.

The Golden Guard curled his fists in embarrassment.

“Go in,” Darius muttered. “The Emperor has been waiting for you…” He walked past the male, leaving the dark room and walking into the hallway.

The male made his way in. He followed the long carpet leading up to the throne. Scouts stood at attention along the walls, staring forward lifelessly like perfect statues. A large, black, heart beat above the throne steadily, filling the room with a gentle rhythm of beats and thuds. On the throne sat a tall, slim, masked figure. The Golden Guard made his way to the steps of the throne and kneeled before the emperor.

“Emperor Belos, I apologize for my tardiness,” He began, speaking boldly behind his mask. “I believed you had summoned me elsewhere and I had gone to follow,” He trembled slightly behind the mask.

“Hunter, you know I called you here,” The emperor responded in his soft, mechanic voice. “I call you here after each mission, and after each mission, you come here,” He waved his hand at the boy. “Now, why did you think I called you elsewhere?”

Hunter felt his face flush red. Fear filled his veins as his heartbeat quickened. “I saw a red thread tied around my finger. I-I believed you had left it a-as a sign for me to follow i-it,” He explained nervously, bowing his head forward before the emperor. “I apologize.”

The emperor tensed for a moment, clutching his throne harshly, and then rose. He stepped down from the throne and towards Hunter. “Come,” He said, and the male rose immediately to his side. “Hunter, it is good you have told me this. Never keep anything from me. Secrets are just as dangerous as wild magic,” He explained. Hunter tensed, feeling Flapjack’s gentle feathers against him. “Now tell me, where did you see this… ‘red thread’, Hunter?” He asked, stopping to face the male behind him.

Hunter held up his gloved hand. He could see the thread around his finger despite the black leather. “It’s on my pinky,” He began, “I woke up this morning a-and saw it there, “I thought you were summoning m-me… s-so I followed i-it.”

Belos loomed down to examine his finger. “Where? I don’t see this thread.” Hunter felt his heart sink. “There’s nothing there, are you sure?” He asked, rising back up. “You haven’t been involved with any wild magic, have you?” He asked, his blue pupils glowing through the darkness of the mask. Hunter felt himself shrink as he stared into them. He began to tremble slightly in fear. His blue pupils stood out so that they appeared to be the only light in the room.

Hunter unfroze and shook his head, “N-n-no! Of course not!” He exclaimed, almost pleading Belos to spare his life. “I know how dangerous wild magic is! T-that’s why I asked you! I-I-I-”

“Hunter, this is a good sign,” He explained merrily. “This only proves that the Titan has big plans for you, Hunter,” Belos said. Hunter gasped in bewilderment. “You see, this thread doesn’t really lead anywhere. It’s just a reminder of the link between you and the Titan. Wherever you go, this thread will follow you, Hunter.”

The Golden Guard looked down at his finger proudly, feeling a sense of value fulfill him.

“Just, keep this in mind, Hunter,” Belos murmured. “Tampering with wild magic will cut the tie between you and the Titan. The thread will never lead you to anything or anyone specifically,” He continued, placing a hand over Hunter’s shoulder. He loomed down, his eyes glowing a bright, menacing blue. “DO. NOT. Follow it.” He muttered harshly.

Hunter trembled before the glowing blue, “B-but I saw it lead somewhere!” He exclaimed.

The Emperor’s grip tightened around the male, “DO NOT follow it, Hunter,” He hissed. “Those who have tried following this thread only find themselves a fate worse than that the Titan had planned.” He rose up, carefully examining the thread before looking at Hunter again. “Respect the Titan’s will and he will guide you. Do not tamper with it, DO NOT. Follow. It.” The Emperor made his way back to his throne. “I know you will not let me down, right, Hunter?” He turned his head to face the male behind him.

Hunter trembled as he straightened his back, and then dropped to his knee. Beads of sweat adorned his face behind the mask.

“I won’t let you down, Emperor Belos,” He replied mechanically in utter terror.

The Emperor smiled behind his mask, the blue pupils fading away. “Very good, Hunter. You are dismissed.”

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The witch shuffled around their bed as they woke up. The golden sun had been illuminating the world for a few hours by the time they awoke. They shuffled awkwardly, sitting up and rubbing their eyes hastily as they prepared themselves for another day. The warmth of their blankets begged them to stay, to rest in their comfort, but they knew better than to sleep in.

(Y/N) fell back onto their bed tiredly, waiting for their mind to fully awaken. They blinked slowly, their eyes adapting to the warm gold of the sun filling their room. They reached their hand up to let the sun dance on their fingers and smiled slightly. The shining light radiated heat onto their fingers, and a small thread shined slightly as it reflected the sun’s light.

The witch shot up, wide-eyed, and suddenly fully awake. They dug their fingers into their bed with one hand as they steadied themselves.

“What?!” They whispered to themselves, examining their pinky. They turned their hand over several times as they examined the thread. “What? What?! H-how?!” (Y/N) muttered to themselves in shock.

They knew too well what the thread was. Their face flushed red as they realized they were wrong about everything. Ever since they were little, they lacked the thread so many others had.

The thread was said to unite two souls together; two souls to form one. Many called it the “Red Thread of Fate”, others simply “The Red Thread”. (Y/N) had even heard it be called “The red pinky string or something”. The sacred thread would connect soulmates so they would always have a way to find one another. It was a thin, red thread tied to the pinky of each person. The thread would stretch and shrink, depending on the distance between the two souls, but it would never tear.

(Y/N) had been sure they were meant to be alone, and they had accepted it. They never saw any thread tied to their finger. (Y/N) shuffled out of their bed and faced their closed door. The red string slithered under it, beckoning them to follow.

They stared at the door, thoughts flooding through their mind. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Why now, suddenly, after all these years? They looked back at their pinky, the neat bow standing out. Who? Who could it possibly be? Everyone I know has a thread… (Y/N) sighed and turned away from the door, looking through their window at the golden sun outside.

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The Golden Guard marched down to his room. He turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. He walked into the empty room, filled by the fading light of the sun. The male shut the door behind him and went to his bed, collapsing onto it, exhausted. He sighed deeply, covering his face with his hands.

The little palisman crept out of his cape and onto his chest, singing gently to him.

Hunter opened his eyes and tilted his head up. “Flapjack!” He smiled and lifted his head up. “Hey buddy, long day, huh?” He pet the bird's head gently and it whistled happily.

Hunter’s view shifted to the thread on his pinky. He knew Belos had told him not to follow it, but he longed to know where it led. Hunter recalled Steve’s words, “Red string leading to another person and whatnot”. He paused for a moment, could it really lead to someone else? Who?

Flapjack noticed Hunter was staring at his hand and chirped to him. “Hmm? Oh, i-it’s just the thread. I want to know what it is…” Hunter trailed off and continued to pet the little bird. Flapjack sang back to him. “Well, Belos said ‘The Titan had big plans for me’, but Steve says these can lead to people. I’m… not sure though. I’ve never heard of these,” Hunter explained to the small palisman.

The little bird chirped and flapped its wings excitedly, bouncing further along his chest. “What? Have you heard of these before?” Hunter sat up and beckoned for the little bird to hop onto his finger. Flapjack bounced onto it and sang. “You can’t see it, but you know what it is?” Hunter asked excitedly. The bird chirped happily, “Really? You knew someone who had a red thread too?!” Hunter leaned down to the bird as it continued singing to him.

Hunter’s eyes widened as Flapjack told him of a person who had claimed to see the thread, and how they found their soulmate because of it. Hunter looked to his door and stared at the thread that slipped under it. He sighed, remembering what Belos had said, and shuddered. Hunter turned to his window, watching the sun fade away into the hills.

Hunter longed for an answer, for a reason. If this thread led to someone, why appear now? To who would it lead? What would be their connection to him? And if it really did connect him to the Titan, why would Belos keep that until now? What was his true purpose?

Flapjack chirped curiously as he watched Hunter. The boy turned to face the little bird and pet him gently. “I want to know where this thread leads- whether it’s to something or someone. I want to know what I’m meant for,” He murmured to the little bird. Flapjack watched him as he stared out the window again. “And if it really leads to someone… I want to know who they are. Maybe… maybe I have a soulmate,” He said hopefully, looking back to the thread.

Flapjack chirped excitedly. “I know, I want to go now too,” He pet the bird gently, “But we have to wait until the weekend. I’ll go out for a mission, and we can find out where this thread leads- together.”

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A shadow swam around the walls, echoing laughter and mischievous giggles.

“You were sca-ared!!” The boyish voice sang, giggling as it continued to swim. “I saw you! You were sca-ared! Sca-ared! Sca-ared!!” It twirled and jumped from wall to wall.

The slim figure stood before the shadow, watching it with a slight smirk.

“No, no,” The figure explained in a soft voice, “All it did was remind me of someone. That doesn’t matter though, I know how to keep him in line.”

The shadow giggled, “Oh yeah?! Well, I saw you!” It chimed back, swirling next to the figure. “He’s just like your brother? Isn’t he?!” The shadow smiled at the discomfort of the figure below him. The shadow split into two figures on opposite walls, a thin thread connecting them. One was a masculine shadow with a strand of hair dangling in front of his head and the other figure was a feminine shadow with short, wild hair.

“A small, frail thread

Tainted by red

Connecting two

Unites, me and YOU!”

It sang loudly. It was the same voice yet it echoed as if it were two people chanting in unison. The shadow came back together, forming a boyish figure that appeared to be in sleepwear. “Heh, you WERE right! Out of all the Grimwalkers, he’s the one most like him!” It giggled in glee, swimming around and splitting into what seemed like a hundred shadows, all identical to each other. They were all the same; cloaked and masked shadows. They filled the room, swarming around one another.

“Yes, but that doesn’t matter, Collector,” He explained, “Hunter isn’t like the previous attempts. I say, 'The Titan has big plans for you,' and he listens,” The slim male spoke softly, feeling his blood run cold as he stared at the figures.

“Hmm,” The shadows sang in unison, collecting back to form the Collector, “Whatever,” He muttered, “I’m just saying. He REAAALLLYYYY liked that thread,” He replied, looking down at the male.

The male felt his hands freeze and begin to tingle as he recalled his brother: the joy that overwhelmed him as he realized the thread he always talked about connected him to a mysterious witch from another realm. The joy they shared together when they finally united. The abandonment he felt when his brother left him for a witch.

A witch.

He snapped back and looked up at the boy, a gentle smirk on his face. “It won’t happen again, Collector. I’ll make sure of it.”

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A/N: I wanted to do this one so much sooner and I lied when I said I was gonna catch up on my requests. I gOt hIt bY a CaR (i'm fine lol).

I also really wanted to get it started. My brain is scattered all over the place and I have some specific scenes planned out. I'm sorry this one didn't have much involvement with Hunter and the reader. I'm setting up the scene and I swear I'll have the next part out soon.

Also like I mentioned I haven't seen all of ToH so when I did research of how Belos treats Hunter I almost cried jhsdddhwkhdegj

Thanks for requesting Grape67!

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