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My first fanfic! I'm proud of it even if it's a little rushed. I barely managed to get it out within the day. Tomorrow's prompt might just be a drawing.
Day 1:
Hug/Cabin 7/Shapeshifter
Fic below:
TW: very brief depiction of a panic attack, description of nightmare.
It had been a month since Vee's mom and sister came back from the boiling isles.
The stress Vee felt the few days it took for the return was immeasurable. A worry for her family took root in the back of her mind, it made sleep nearly impossible, and gave her nightmares.
Waiting for months, no contact, no words, no way of knowing if they are alive. No magic. She'd be found out, spreding herself too thin with Camila and Luz's responsibilities, inevitably slipping up. People from the town gazing upon her demonic form. The eyes of Belos's monsterous form looming behind everyone. her family, Luz's friends all dead they couldn't stop him THEY COULDN'T COME HOME THEY WERE DEAD HE KILLED THE —
In the present, Vee shook her head to dispel the images her imagination made. She remembers the dreams vividly, still occasionally seeing them in her sleep.
The week following their return, she found the pamphet Masha handed her. Blushing (But NOT because she remembers making a fool of herself in front of them), she decided it was time to take up their offer.
And it turned out AMAZING, Masha's gradoise flair really fitting the tour guide gig. It was just like back at Cabin seven when They waxed poeticly about the many pagen dieties and what they did.
Vee kept up with Masha's narration, interjecting questions when she thought of them, keeping the conversation flowing. Vee told Masha about herself, and Masha shared stories about their friends. An aching Vee didn’t realize she had in her heart began to fade talking to her friend after so long, but only slightly.
Masha didn't know that she knew them. For all they knew, they were talking to a complete stranger. The person they talked to couldn't possibly be the shy, anxious girl they shared a cabin with. She couldn't be the friend they helped bring out of her shell, who looked at all things mundane with innocent wonder. She wasn't Luz Noceda.
The insecurity persisted, became even bigger after Masha invited Vee to hang out with their friends. Diego, the tall, relaxed boy who let his hair fall onto his face and probably had a million zits on his forhead. Samantha; or rather Sam, who had a love for video games and anime, and rambled about them to the captivated audience of her friends.
Neither of them knew her as Vee either. It was awkward, but managable, getting to know them a second time. She noticed that they were each more comfortable in conversation than when they were back at camp. They were all less reluctant to share the information about themselves that took them weeks to share at camp. Vee supposed she was also more confident, staying in a cabin with each other must have been to thank for that.
She didn't know how long she could keep lying to them, for her own sanity.
"Say," Masha began, "What about those kids you were hanging out with? They're your other friends, right?"
Vee, lying belly down looked up from the Cosmic frontier book she was reading. "Huh? She got so invested in the plot it took her brain a while to process Masha's question.
"Y'know, at the historical society, right before Halloween," Masha clarified. "You guys asked me about that rebus remember? That one kid was going on like, 'Grahh chop off my ear' or something," Masha giggled.
Oh. Luz's friends. Vee knew the witches also considered her part of the group, but it was easier thinking of them as her sister's friend group.
Wait... They didn't have a proper cover story! Vee was terrible at lying on the fly, but she needed to start talking now!
"O- OH YEAH, that was Gus. H-hes pretty fun. Then theres uhhh, Amity with the pink hair, Willow had glasses, and... oh yeah Hunter too but he was at our home that day." Vee needed to stall so she could come up with something.
"Is he The Blond cosmic frontier fan?" Masha asked, which confused Vee.
"When did you see him? I don't remember him going to your job after we left."
"No, I actually saw them at the haunted hayride! oh, I guess I only told you two-" Masha points two fingers at Sam and Diego respectively "-about that since you weren't hanging out with us back then. Whoops~"
Suddenly, Diego piped up. "Wait, you said 'Our' Home. So they like, live at your place or something"
CRAP!
"Uhhhh well... you see." Think of something Vee, just spit it out. "Foreign excange students?" she thought out loud. "-From out of state not another country!" she amended in a panic.
"O–kay?" Sam raised her eyebrow "I've never seen them at school before, and you know I watch people like a hawk." It was true, back at camp, Sam compiled a list of the campers from other cabins activities in order to know who to watch out for.
It wasn't a skill she thought would be used agsinst her.
"Well, There are other schools in the area you know? I think they went to, yknow..." She didn't know the names of any other high schools. "...Not Gravesfield high?" She finished with a shrug. And also, they went back to their own rea-" DONT SAY REALM "TOWN like, right after Halloween, so yeah, that's why you've never seen 'em" She finished with a shrug and a manic chuckle.
How did she keep this up for thee months straight? She must've lost her touch. Then again, she considered not having to lie as a good thing.
"Sure, I'll accept that." Sam relented.
"Hold up, am I missing something, or does that like. Not make sense." Diego once again came in with his terribly timed questions. "Cause like, you said they lived in your house, why wouldn't they go to the same school?" How is he so perceptive!? It must be because he doesn't devote much energy into responding so he can listen better.
Masha put a hand on her shoulder "Hey, sorry about him Vee, if theres something you don't want to tell us, you don't have to." assured Masha. "We didn't mean to push so far." Masha turns toward the offender, "Diego." They enunciate.
Vee didn't her most of what Masha said. Where Masha tried to reassure her, Vee only heard an accusation. 'something you don't want to tell us' sounded more like 'You're hiding something, aren't you Vee.' And what did that last part mean? Could they tell she was panicking? WHY DID THEY SOUND ANGRY?
They'reGoingToForce AnswersOutOfmeNobodyTrustsMe-
Everything turned blurry, she was hyper aware of all the sounds of the room closing in on her. Her heartbeat was in her ears, everyones voices blended into a cocophony She needed to get away She's clammy and very sweaty-
It's queit, what changed, is there still danger?
She heard breathing, not her own, someone elses, not her own, and it makes her realize how quick she's breathing. She tries to slow down, matching the pace of the other person.
When she finally steadied herself (it felt like several minutes but also less than one) She opened her eyes (They were closed?) and sees Masha sitting on her knees on the bed in front of her (She doesn't remember getting into this corner). They continued to demonstrate the breathing exercise, which they also did with their hands.
Vee thinks she remembers something like this happening at camp, but isn't sure right now. Masha gestured their hands out wide, clearly asking if it was okay if they could give a hug.
You don't deserve one, her brain tells her. No, she shakes her hehead.
Masha sits with her, and they both breath. Such a simple act, filled with so much understanding. You doesn't deserve Masha.
She's now aware enough to know how mean she's being to herself. She spots her other friends sitting in the middle of the room, Dego on the floor while Samantha sits in the desk chair. She gives a meek wave and they wave back without keeping eye contact. They look ashamed, Masha must've given them a talking to.
"Hi guys, sorry you had to see that," she knew she shouldn't be apologizing, but this whole situation never would've happened if she was truthful from the beginning.
"No Vee, this wasn't your fault." Says Masha
Sam adds in "We're sorry. Diego said he should've realised before he asked that. And I'm sorry for getting so uptight about answers." Sam makes eye contact at the end, though it almost looks like she's scrutinizing Vee's face-
-She spins to look at the mirror and sees a splotchy mess of skin on her face. One could confuse it for vitiligo -a skin condition she learned some humans have- if not for the fact her face was previously a single solid shade of brown.
Her hair is now completely blue, and a bit shorter, exposing her ears in their full glory. They must've been flapping like crazy during her panic attack.
Her sclera was blue, and took on the glossy sheen of an amphibious creature.
None of those are human traits.
Her head snaps back towards Masha, cringing while waiting for a reaction.
"So..." They began. "I um. I like your ears?" They clerly want to say more, but refrains to be polite. "Once again, I don't wanna force you to answer. I've just got a lotta theories in my noggin right now and I would like to know the truth. But again, no pressure. Whetever the truth is, I'll try not to react badly." They finished by putting their hands up and smiling.
Both looked at their friends who nodded. "Hey I'm cool with you being a shape-changing spirit, or some cryptid, or whatever you are. Again, I'm sorry." Sam smiles.
Diego nods and says "Ditto, what she said."
"And if you're not ready right now, we trust you. We just want you to be comfortable with us. You can talk later
Now was the time to come clean to her friends. It wasn't because she was backed into a corner. They let her keep her secrets if she really needed too.
Her eyes tear up, and the tears wetted her cheek. They trust her.
Hopefully they stayed true to their words. Here goes nothing.
"Um, Let me tell you about a place called the Boiling Isles"
She shapeshifts into her true skin for the first time in their presence.
Sam fellbackwards off her chair while Diego simply said "woah." After squeaking in a high pitch, Masha just stared, taking in the details of her true for from her tail to her hair.
She could’ve eased the group in better, could've given them a better idea of what to expect. But flowery speeches were Luz’s deal, and Vee wanted to rip off the bandaid.
She hoped they would share Mom and Luz's opinions on how non-threatening she looked. Masha looked far from disgusted at least, but she had no idea what was on Diego's mind.
Sam lifted her chair to defend herself, before realizing how it looked and set it down. Vee only now remembered Sam has a fear of snakes, Ophidiophobia if she's correct.
She considered apologizing, but decided against it, given this whole thing was mostly Sam's fault. She could be petty, she deserves it. She's definitely getting around to it later though.
they let her explain herself in full, with no interruptions. She told them about the titan, demon and witches. She wasn't quite ready to tell them how she was born, but she told them she pretended to be Luz for the summer.
Everyone's eyes grew wide at the admission, and it looked like they had something to say. Then they looked in her eyes and she gave a look that said she never wanted to hurt them.
She didn't expect them to start joking around so quickly after several earth shattering revelations, but she could tell that they wanted to lighten the mood before discussing them.
They were also being super frustrating about the cute comments.
“I'm not cute. Luz calls everything cute, like. Possums, for one.” She scrunches her face, “and she didn't even bat an eye at a bunch of talking rats!”
“Your face looks like a cat,” says Diego, his mouth curved in an uncharacteristicly mischievous grin. “But like, a bald cat that fell in a can of green paint.” He teases.
"Hey, you up for that hug yet, Vee?" Masha smiled that pretty gap toothed smile, and Vee felt her resolve shatter.
"Y'know what? yeah. I could use one." Vee agreed.
"Want to make it four?" They asked, to which Vee nodded.
Vee tightly hugged Masha, and they embraced. With Vees hace in the crook of their neck, she wrapped her tail around Diego who had moved behind her. "Sweet" he simply remarked.
Masha looked at where Sam sat crisscrosed, hand hovering over Vee's tail hesitsntly. "Hey, you know she's not slimy, right?" Masha indignantly asked. "She's also warmer than I expected, she barely even feels like a snake. More like what I imagine a dragon would be like." Masha blinked "Can you turn into a dragon?" Masha almost shouted.
Vee shrugged, Sam insisted "But do I have to?"
"Yeah, get over here dummy!" Vee wrapps the end of her tail around Sam's midsection. Vee thinks she looks a bit pale.
"Geez it must be 'everybody bully Sam hour' today! Really, I'm still sorry," Sam defends.
"You were a jerk, you owe me something expensive!"
Diego and Masha laughed at Sams expression, Vee leans deeper into Masha's hug.
"You okay Vee-Vee?" masha softly asks.
"Yeah," Vee looks around at her friends. getting an idea.
"Cabin seven!"
"HOO HAA HAA!" chorused four voices
"I love you guys." whispered the shapeshifter amongst her closest friends.
[insert title]
Vee Week Day 3-
Prompt: Name
Part of the Vee Week fandom event (a.k.a. Veek) organized by @vee-week
Fandom: The Owl House Rating: Teen Language: English Status: Complete oneshot Words: 3 993 Warnings: Brief, undetailed hints at child abuse (Vee's backstory), brief mentions of alcoholism
Realtionships: Vee & Other Basilisks, Vee & Camila, Vee/Masha (mentioned)
Relevant Characters: Vee, Other basilisks, Camila Noceda
Summary Vee helps her fellow basilisks pick out names for themselves.
Excerpt The workshop wasn’t quite big enough to let Mona stretch out to her full length and height, but after moving most of the tools and workstations over to one side of the room, there was a space where she could lay curled up. She did so, turning back into her regular form, coiled up in the middle of the room. She let out a sigh of relief and stretched her arms, very carefully, lest she hit a wall or knock down a lamp.
Number Two, still in her human form, walked over and sat down next to Mona. She leaned back against her, lazily scratching behind her ear, which made Mona start wagging the tip of her tail.
”I know I’m a bit odd,” Number Two said. ”But that’s why you love me.”
”I don’t know about that,” Number Three said with a bit of pretend skepticism. She was examining one of mr. Ohlin’s prosthetic legs that he had made himself.
”Stop playing with that,” Vee chastised her. She turned back to her list. ”How about… Zwei? It’s German.”
Number Two frowned.
”Sounds like a dog,” she said.
”Dogs don’t make that sound,” Tetra piped up. She was resting in a swivel chair, flipping through an instruction manual. ”…I think…”
”They don’t,” Vee confirmed. ”Okay, how about Två? It’s Swedish.”
”I kinda like the sound of it, but no one is gonna know how to spell it,” Number Two countered.
”Kaksi?”
”Don’t call me cocky.”
”No, it means two in Finnish,” Vee clarified.
”We’re not Finnished yet,” Number Two sighed. ”What else have you got?”
”Ni?”
”No.”
”Ér?”
”Er, no.”
”Due?”
”Hm…” Number Two stirred. ”Say that last one again.”
Go check this out!!
Exited for how this turns out. I really like the premise
We need more Vee centric fics!
I promised, and now it's time to deliver. INTRODUCING...
THE HEX-MEN
A crossover of my current hyperfixation and a past love of mine, X-Men and The Owl House. Similar to the Quest for the Keys of Death, it focuses on the Hexsquad kiddos, although I'm pleased to announce I'm branching out and Hex-Men is mostly Vee-centric. There will be Luz-centric chapters as well; every third chapter will be focused on Luz.
But the first chapter is UP, and I have almost the entire fic plotted out and ready to be written! Enjoy!
WAKE UP BABES, NEW WORLD-BUILDING FIC JUST DROPPED!
Hey you! Yeah you! Do you love The Owl House? Deep thought analysis on how the Coven System is more messed up than you thought? An even more radical Eda? Immersion Evolution? Decoding Runes and more?
Well do I have the story for you!
Titans Blessing is a retelling and exposition of The Owl House, using elements of what we’ve seen in the show and putting your thinking caps on!
It dives into Immersion Evolution! Heavily inspired by Ito’s fic What Big Claws. Essentially Luz is adapting to the Isles in more than one way.
This fic dives into Witch Culture and more. And I’m writing it to fill the void of waiting for the final season to drop!
Theres also an amazing art piece that’s a Rune Key you can use created by @urbanbirdbud! Go follow them!
Take a gander!
GROM NIGHT!!!
did some art for my fic! ❤️💙
✨ my insta ✨
I ended up writing on a whim a whole long fic based on a scene i couldn't get out of my head after catching up on the owl house today. It's a meager thing, but i hope you enjoy it.
Summary:
A glimpse into one of the nevitable rougher patches for Hunter with his new friends in that week Luz was missing, there's no way they would simply leave him to his own devices living out of the school or worse out and about on his own. He was scared, he was hurting, and he was their friend. Of course they'd be there for him.
Fools Gold
Chapter 1
A dream of a dream
Hunter had always had strange dreams. Ever since he was a child he dreamt of people with similar faces to him all in a white room with golden doors. Always almost identical except for a different scar than him or different hair. Some were taller and some were shorter than him. They were all different in some way and yet were still the same face.
In the dreams they were always whispering. Hunter could never make out what they said but they'd always stare at him and talk to each other. He tried to talk to them when he was younger but he never could tell if they heard him and he never got a response.
As he grew older their whispers and faces became more distant until he could barely hear or see them. He never thought he'd get anywhere close to figuring out the dreams.
So imagine his surprise when he was sucked under Belos's mindscape and found himself in the white room from his dreams.
He was able to get a better look at the room than he'd ever seen before now. The room was large and round with what looked like hundreds of golden doors.
He walked towards a random one and saw his own signature Golden guard mask on it, although there was a large scratch on it. Right under the mask was a nameplate that read Chase. Hunter didn't recognize the name from anywhere.
He walked around looking at all the doors. Each one had a mask with different scratches and a nameplate with different names he didn't recognize. He couldn't count how many doors there were, the number seemed endless to him. One caught his eye though.
It was completely different from the rest. It was made of brown wood. There was no mask on it, just a carving of a bird that looked unnervingly familiar to Hunter. He got closer till he was standing a few feet in front of it.
Suddenly before he could read out any more details the door knob started shaking. Hunter heard a click and the door opened as he stumbled back.
Standing before him was a tall man wearing a white button up. Hunter looked at his face and froze.
Staring back at him was his face. Not exactly though. The man was missing a scar and was older. The most striking difference though was his eyes. The man's were warm brown unlike hunters' raspberry irises. They stared at Hunter with surprise and sadness. Hunter started backing away.
He didn't know what kind of dream this was but he already didn't like it. The man took a step forward. Hunter turned around and bolted to the center of the room searching for a way out. A different door maybe, one that wasn't golden with a mask on it.
Hunter turned around and the man was standing there. He stumbled back and fell in surprise at how close he was. He started backing away again when the man raised his hands.
"Hey, you're okay, you're safe here" he said.
Hunter stopped moving and stared in confusion. "Where am I?" He asked, his voice shaking.
The man gave him a sad smile "it's hard to explain" he said. He held his hand out to Hunter and crouched to his level on the floor.
"My name's Caleb" the man said "what's yours?". Hunter didn't take his hand and just looked at Caleb. "H-hunter" he said. "Nice to meet you hunter, you're in the collective grimwalker mindscape". Hunter's eyes widened.
What!
"What does that even mean, am I dead or dreaming maybe, this doesn't make any sense" Hunter stood up Caleb's eyes not leaving him.
"I know this is all confusing but you have to believe me" Caleb said. "Why should I" Hunter snapped, "I don't even know who you are".
Caleb looked at him sadly. "You don't know what you are, do you?" He asked. Hunter gave him a confused look and Caleb sighed.
"You'll wanna sit down for this"
So...I made a fanfic. Not sure how well it’s going to read.
I was bored when I came up with it. Not sure how many of you are going to read it or even think of reading it. I’m also doing it just to get some practice when it comes to writing, as I want to be a comic book writer, eventually.
Maybe I’ll also use this blog for some extra details about the story I’m slowly building.
“Get away from him!” Luz screamed as she charged the masked man once more, Hunter now laying motionless on the throne. “A child like you had no business being this annoying!” Belos growled as Luz flew backwards. “You WILL stay out of my way or else-“ He said before the back of his cloak was grabbed, the man whipping around to see what creature was brave enough to do so. “Or else you’ll stab them, perchance?” A familiar voice said. It was Hunter’s, but older, more sad.
In a single heartbeat, the crimson eyes and pointy ears vanished to show green eyes and rounded ears. “I see it’s happened already. I normally have longer.” Belos said as the young man stood up. “I see you are still making clones of me, brother. When will you let me rest?!” Hunter yelled. “I just…want to rest, please stop reviving me, stop this MADNESS!” He begged.
Luz watched Hunter in confusion. “H-Hunter?” She tried, but he didn’t even notice her, his eyes on his once littler brother. Now? Now he’s looking up to him, as all of his previous selves have once done.”I know the truth of who you are. Every time you bring me back, you look worse and worse. Please. Please, let’s just exist here.” He begged and held his hand out with a small smile.
“NEVER!” Belos screamed and slapped the hand away.”You offered that so many years ago, you offer that every time you regain your memories, but I will NEVER stop trying to leave this place! YOU are the one who likes it here! YOU are the one who fell in love! YOU are the one who turned your back on me!” He screamed as he produced a knife. “And you. Will. Die.” He said before he launched an attack, Hunter’s arms coming to protect his face before a wall of vines came from no where, stopping the blade.
“I’ll say it again! Get away from him!” Luz yelled as the vines pushed Belos back to the other side of the room, slamming into the wall.”Philip!” Hunter cried out in shock before looking at Luz. “Y-You saved me? Why?” He asked. “Because we’re friends! I don’t know who you are, but that body belongs to a friend of mine, so I plan to protect it.” She said, her words filled with determination as Hunter smiled. “Thank you. I’ve never had someone do that before.” He said before he suddenly pushed her out of the way of the energy attack sent from the cane.
“You brat! How dare you interfere!” Belos wailed as he launched another attack. Just before his cane met Hunter, the young man let out a small note. The sound froze Belos in his tracks as Hunter started to sing, his words mystifying as he held a glyph in his hand. Luz watched, mesmerised by the way he was able to do that.”Bard magic!” She squealed, keeping her voice to a whisper as Hunter stood in front of the blade as the final words were sung.
“NO!” Luz said as she realized what would happen too late. The blade went through the small form, the tip stained with red.”You did always fancy knives, huh?” Hunter teased.”Thank you, for helping me.” He said before Belos grabbed him, raising his hand high. “I shall help you. To your grave!” He said before Hunter began singing again, this time, walking around in a circle, using his new red ink to draw a glyph and gently placing Belos inside.
At his final note, the emperor snapped out of it.”You little-“ He said before he noticed the glyph and looked up at Hunter. “I’m sorry, brother. You’ve gone too far.” The blonde said before he activated it. “NO!!!” Belos cried as his body slowly faded. Hunter looked away as Luz had to shield her eyes, the light too bright for her.
Once the light subsided, a small figure could be seen. It was a palisman. A figurine of Belos. Hunter gently scooped it up and smiled softly before the door flung open, Eda, King, Darius, and Raine all looking ready to fight. When they noticed no one was there, they were confused. “Hey kid. What happened?” Eda asked. “We…won.” Luz said before she looked at Hunter. She was about to say something before Darius ran over and engulfed the boy in a hug. “You aren’t hurt are you? I will revive that monster and take him out myself if he did!” He yelled.
Hunte gently took the hands off him before he looked up at him.”This version…made friends…had a family?” He asked before he looked down. “I’m sorry. This…Hunter? He doesn’t exist. Not anymore. Forgive me.” He said softly. Those words, small as they were, so very simple, shook everyone in that room to their core.”But then who are you?” King asked, a bit more forceful than needed. “My name is Caleb. Caleb Wittebane. Philip, the man who killed me…tormented me for years…he was my baby brother.” He said as he held the figurine in his hand.
Tears went down the young man, now known as Caleb’s face. “I didn’t want it to end this way. I’m sorry for all the trouble he and I might of caused.” He said and bowed his head. A second later, he felt multiple arms around him, holding him close. “You have suffered so much, too much, kid.” Darius said. “Yes. You can rest now, Hun-I mean Caleb. Everyone needs to rest.” Luz said kindly, small tears going down her cheeks.
Caleb smiled softly at her.”Kid. Can you do me a small favor?” He asked. She looked saddened but smiled and nodded. “What is it?” She asked. “Can you bury us in the human realm? I know Phil wanted to get back their really bad. It would mean a lot to him.” He said, his voice getting softer. Luz sniffled before she nodded.”Of course! I would be happy to.” She said as Caleb’s smile grew. “Did you hear that Philip? We can finally go home…”He said before he let out a small breath, his body vanishing as he, too, became a figurine. Both men now had a smile on their faces, joining hands once more in death…
Would you guys be interested in reading my TOH (The Owl House) stories that I’ve been writing for a while now? Just trying to see. (These will be posted to Wattpad)
The link is only for registered users as an act of malicious discrimination against artificial intelligence. I’ll keep putting it on tumblr tho for any real human people who just don’t have ao3
Chapter 1 (Date): Darius helps Hunter sort out his feelings and plan a perfect date with Willow
Hunter was a fantastic researcher. He found out all kinds of stuff about wild magic (which was banned-banned. Like illegal with a sentence of petrification banned) while under Belo’s direct supervision.
And yet, he could not figure out for the life of him what on the titan’s sweet isles was going on with him when he was around Willow.
Finally, he decided he needed to bring in some assistance. Darius seemed trustworthy enough. Someone who wouldn’t snitch on him if for some reason whatever was wrong with him wasn’t allowed.
To be fair, Darius hadn’t snitched (at least to Willow, he definitely called up his catts/ratts friends to share what was apparently incredible gossip amongst legal guardians). He did tease Hunter mercilessly, though, which was so embarrassing that Hunter almost wished he could be petrified instead.
That said, he did at least get his answer. Once Darius had finished exploiting Hunter’s naïveté to ask a bunch of questions that Hunter hadn’t realized were even embarrassing until after the fact, he was informed that he was “down bad” and “head over heels” with a “crush.”
Hunter was vaguely aware of the concept of romantic feelings and relationships, but he didn’t know anything about the specifics.
So, he dove into his research.
Without even getting into how difficult it was to read about this stuff and not accidentally waste the day away daydreaming about how it all related to Willow, it was a tedious process. It seemed sources helping teens figure out what their feelings meant were kept under lock and key even more than wild magic or any other illicit reading material from his golden guard days.
All Hunter really was able to gather for sure was that sometimes people who like-like each other go on dates. Which are like hanging out but different somehow.
And then they could somehow bond to each other??? He wasn’t exactly sure what made a girlfriend different from any other friend who was a girl, but it was apparently special and he couldn’t help longing for it.
And then there was stuff they could do together. Stuff that made Hunter blush just to think about.
Hunter had already held Willow’s hand before (it was life changing. The nerves in his hand had gone haywire but in a way that somehow felt good).
There was more stuff than just hand holding that one could do with a girlfriend, though, according to his research. Stuff that you had to be bonded in a “couple” to be allowed to do.
Hunter had seen people kiss before. He knew it existed. He just honestly… never really got it. It seemed a little gross, but honestly he hadn’t given it much thought.
Until now. Now he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He didn’t quite get the mechanics of it, but that didn’t stop him from daydreaming about it constantly.
Hunter was practically drooling over the idea of having Willow so close to him. Touching him. He would probably combust, but what a way to go.
How he understood it was that he had to somehow arrange this special hangout-but-different in order to be allowed to kiss her (KISS HER??? WILLOW??? OMT OMT HE CANT DO THAT HES FLYING WAY TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN but imagine Willow sitting sosososo close to him, her gentle lips and soft skin and strong grip STRONG MUSCLES SHJBDTDJDD she’s so pretty and cute and ahhhhhhhh Hunter’s so out of his depth here)
He hung out with Willow all the time, though, and none of the books gave straightforward instructions on how to initiate this second, elevated type of interaction.
So he went back to Darius, this time for help constructing the perfect date.
Darius was unreasonably thrilled to be asked.
Apparently they were meant to do something Willow would enjoy, preferably in a place where they were somewhat alone, and it was meant to be “romantic.”
1v1 flyer derby evidently didn’t count as adequately romantic.
But flying itself wasn’t completely out of the question…
Hunter was pretty familiar with the natural features of the Boiling Isles. Maybe Willow would appreciate flitting around collecting various rare and remote plants?
Darius thought it was the perfect idea. However, he insisted that he would under no circumstances be allowing “two hormone addled teenagers to be unsupervised together that far off the grid.”
Hunter tried to explain that he’d been to these places alone before and managed to escape death. And Willow was like the strongest witch ever, she could handle anything the isles could throw at her!
Darius would not hear it, and said that the two would be chaperoned by his tiny abomination, and that was final.
The next order of business would be determining what Hunter would wear. Darius insisted upon being allowed to make Hunter a brand new outfit, promising that it would make his little plant witch swoon.
Hunter was overwhelmed by the gesture. He’d never had a handmade ensemble tailored specifically for him, and it felt like too much. Darius, however, seemed very into it, and truthfully like he wasn’t going to budge regardless of how much Hunter insisted it wasn’t necessary.
“Oh, you’re going to be so handsome for your first date, my little prince! I can hardly believe how far you’ve come.”
The clothes planning portion ended with tears and hugs from all involved parties. Hunter had never had his cheeks squished so much in his life.
For the final step of the planning process, apparently it was considered good etiquette to bring a gift for your date.
Since the weather was subject to be unpredictable with how many different climates they’d be visiting, Hunter decided that he would make Willow some warm layers with a personalized touch. He’d accidentally been collecting Willow related patches for months now. He’d be shopping, see something that reminded him of her, and black out until the next thing he knew he’d already completed the purchase.
He was happily dreaming about how to accessorize a green scarf just right so she would absolutely love it, when Darius burst his bubble again.
“So how are you going to ask her?”
Truthfully, the fact that he HAD to ask her had slipped his mind. And now that he thought about it, it felt so unfathomably nerve racking.
“Um-“ was all he could get out before he became too flustered to speak.
“You have nothing to worry about, this girl’s clearly infatuated with you.”
That only made Hunter’s blush warmer and his thoughts mushier.
Darius tried to regain his attention, but Hunter was too far gone. He’d make real plans after he got all his giggling, blushing daydreaming and romance zooming, and pillow squeezing, squealing, tingly tummy feeling out of his system.
Darius just watched fondly as his ward acted every bit the silly teen he was meant to be. He couldn’t wait to tell the catts about this.
My contribution to Huntlow Week
Pstttttt... you know what would be really cool? If you read my Raeda x OC fanfic
It's kinda cringe, but it's fun :3
Forget: An Owl House Fanfic Tea!
Lil info: Tea is a shape shifter and uses they/them pronouns. Thier palismen, Milk, is a dog.
I love contrast lol
Fanfic update
Forget: An Owl House Fanfic is now at 15K words and has reached chapter 6!
I'm not quite sure how long it'll be, maybe between 12-18 chapters (including pro/epilogs.) It could reach 20 if I find that it needs it for pacing.
I have plans for three major arcs. One with Eda + Tea taking center stage (current). Tea + Raine, and then all three of them (poly ship). So with that in mind I'm currently reaching closer on the first arc (likely one or three chapters left.) Please don't take this as gospel though, if I find the pacing doesn't work I'll do some adjusting.
I'm having a lot of fun with it, hence why so many chapters have been added.
Forget: An Owl House Fanfic update
We are officially leavening act one! Everyone is in bad shape too! Yippie!!
We are now at 23k words and 9 chapters and berried in a whole ton of angst.
School Problems with Viney.
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I finally got round to my owl fic with illusion as well as sorted out my toyhouse
so I recently ran into a issue with pictures not loading on my fic on mobile,I use mobile and Dropbox, they did load on my iPad and computer but now they won't load on them either,is there a way to fix this issue? This is what it looks like instead of a image being there.
Aye shawties 👉😎👉 feel free to check out my TOH fic "Living With You" on ao3, is a good time and may be a bad time but you know,,, vibes