owl house one shots
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He doesn’t know many things. He knows that his name is Hunter. He knows that he… no. He doesn’t know that. He’s surely not the Golden Guard, not anymore. The moment Belos found him, the moment he heard that-
"You make these things just to destroy them - you have fun with it. Admit it-
It hurts every time he chooses to betray me-
Out of all the Grimwalkers, you look the most like him-"
That part of him was gone. He didn’t want it. He’d thrown it away the second he’d yanked his cloak off, loathing to feel the soft material of it pressing up tight against him, choking him, shedding it like a snake would with its skin. Once, the cloak had been comforting, something that he knew would always be there. He’d known his place, known he was the Golden Guard, known who he was and what he needed to do.
Now he knows nothing.
[or, post hollow mind, hunter runs out into the woods knowing everything he's ever been told is a lie. a certain pair of head witches find him mid-panic attack, and do what they can to help.]
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- Part 1 of post hollow mind one-shots
- Part 1 of owl house one shots
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Everything plays in his mind in some twisted, broken loop, flashes and fragments of what happened. Snatches of what he saw when he was torn from Luz, down, down into the ground. Things he wants to forget.
(There were so many of them. So many of - him. What he is. All dead, dead, dead, still wearing their uniforms, some of them. Others dressed in scrappy cloaks, with badges and symbols he didn’t quite recognise. He feels sick thinking about it.)
He screws his eyes shut.
He supposes he can be thankful. In some way. That he’s here, and he’s safe. That he wasn’t found by the Emperor, nor left stranded in the depths of his mind. That - that somehow Darius and Raine managed to find him. Managed to catch up to him. (Though, as he thinks about it, it wouldn’t have been an impossible task - he left quite a mess in his wake.)
But still-
He can’t help but feel useless.
[or, post hollow mind, hunter is found by darius and raine, and taken back to a safe house. he's still not okay, though, and he doesn't know how he could be. he gets some comfort in the form of apple blood, faint gossip and a spare bedroom.]
(can be read as part of series or as a stand alone)
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- Part 2 of post hollow mind one-shots
- Part 2 of owl house one shots
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Hunter wakes up with a choking, terrified grasp, fingers balled in the sheets like he’s holding on for dear life, eyes wide and terrified.
The last thing he can remember is light. A shattered, golden beam of light, blinding him. And hands, thousands of hands, grabbing him, tugging at his clothes, dragging him down into the earth. He remembers the feeling of rough metal against his hipbone, clashing against his knuckles, pressing against his arms.
He feels-
He feels surrounded. He has to sit up, and breathe, heaving for air, chest aching like he’s been running for miles.
(He’s been running all his life, he just didn’t realise it.)
[or, post hollow mind, after finding refuge with the rebellion trio, hunter talks to raine, and gets some reassurance about what, and who he is.]
(works best when read as part of series.)
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- Part 3 of post hollow mind one-shots
- Part 3 of owl house one shots
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post king's tide. hunter discovers some of luz's old legos, and tries to bring some normalcy. it just about works. in the process, hunter realises that maybe opening up isn't always about talking. it's about sharing.
[slice of life one-shot with brotherly hunter.]
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- Part 4 of owl house one shots
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Hunter isn’t where she left him. He’s sat in the shower now. The water isn’t on. He’s made an attempt to sweep the hair into a clumpy pile in the corner of the room, but it’s futile. Luz gives him a small, small smile. She doesn’t want to startle him - as much as Hunter insists that he’s fine, or at least that he should be, she still treats him gently. Like he’s fragile. Like he could be (has been) broken.
“Ready for a makeover?” She says, and cranks a pair of finger-guns in his direction. She doesn’t want to get too deep into why he’s done this. It doesn’t feel like it’s something she has to find out about; it feels like something that belongs to Hunter, something he wants to hold close to his chest.
He doesn’t smile at her, but he looks up. Gives her a languid thumbs-up, trying to match her mock-enthusiasm. “As I’ll ever be,” he says, and there’s a slight teasing lilt in his voice. It’s something she’s familiar with from back before they were friends, back before they’d become so closely bonded that she sometimes feels like she could trust him with her life, if only he’d do the same.
[or, post king's tide, hunter tries to cut his own hair. it's inevitable that luz would have to fix it.]
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- Part 5 of owl house one shots
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when the night turns cold my thoughts feel like stone by succulentsofa
Fandoms: The Owl House (Cartoon)
18 Oct 2022
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Willow nods at him. Once. Slowly. “For Flapjack?” she says, and she’s holding out her hand.
He’s definitely about to cry. He doesn't want to. He can cry in front of Luz, but he just - can’t in front of Willow. He’s supposed to be strong. He’s supposed to keep her - keep all of his friends safe. Letting himself be that raw, that vulnerable - it's something unheard of for him.
Taking her hand, he wipes furiously at his eyes with his other. “For Flapjack.” He repeats, and his voice breaks.
“You don’t have to… to not be sad, you know,” Willow whispers, and Titan, he doesn’t want to do this. Because if he thinks about it too long, he’ll crumble. “I get he meant a lot to you. And - you’ve been through a lot, you know?” She glances at him. He wonders if she’s looking at his scars.
(He’d once thought that he liked who he was. Who he looked like.
Now he hardly knows who he is.)
[or, post thanks to them, willow and hunter have a talk. it ranges from silly to serious.]
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- Part 6 of owl house one shots
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“You…” he starts to say, and raises a hand that is almost trembling to Hunter’s arm. He drops it when Hunter flinches. “Your scars - I - what happened?”
Hunter swallows, and goes to answer - though he doesn’t have a fucking clue where to start, how to even explain what happened - but finds he can’t. He can’t - he can’t talk. There’s something caught in his throat, like a fishbone.
“And your - where’s-” he starts to say, and doesn’t finish his sentence because Hunter starts to sob. Full-body, painful sobs that completely wrack him. Hunter’s shoulders hunch and shake, he’s sobbing helplessly into his hand, soaking the corner of his sleeve.
Lurching forward, Hunter leans against Darius. He doesn’t know what he’s doing - he just. Stands there. Sobbing solidly against the man’s shoulder, unable to stop or move or do anything.
[or, post thanks to them, hunter & darius reunite for the first time.]
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- Part 7 of owl house one shots
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"He ends up getting his tattoo last.
He’s fine with that. He needs the most time to prepare anyway, he thinks, fingers stroking over the spot where his Coven Sigil has marred his skin for so, so long. He keeps anxiously worrying about the same points, over and over again. Worrying that it won’t work. Worrying that it will work, but the sigil won’t disappear, and he’ll be left with both of them. The thing that had kept him captive and naive and a puppet for so, so long, and the thing that had saved him. He doesn’t want that. He doesn’t want him to corrupt Flapjack. To ruin his memory.
So he sits, and waits, watching as his friends wince and grit their teeth through their tattoos."
[Or, post Watching and Dreaming, the Hexsquad go together to get their Flapjack tattoos.]
Series
- Part 1 of post watching and dreaming one-shots
- Part 8 of owl house one shots
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a flashlight in a dark room or the loneliest blackout by succulentsofa
Fandoms: The Owl House (Cartoon)
17 Apr 2023
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"Months after it all, Hunter is mostly fine.
Mostly. He still wakes up most nights deep into the thick of the night with something choking and horrible in the back of his throat, still wakes up shaking from nightmares he can’t seem to hide from.
At first, he tries to push past it. Tries to fill the blank spaces of his life with noise, with words, with aimless rambles about wolves and wild magic and glyphs and the intricacies of palisman carving. And he loves talking about those things, he really does, especially when he’s listened to and his theories are returned, unpicked, debated.
But -
After weeks, months -
He has enough.
Enough of talking, that is. His words start to feel clogged and congested in his throat. He hears himself in the twisted tones of Belos, he hears his voice in that arrogant drawl he’d had when he was the Golden Guard. It just sounds wrong. Twisted, and awful, and it makes bile rise to his throat and sometimes he think that cloying sickness is what he deserves because of the things he's done."
[Or, Hunter goes occasionally non-verbal. Darius and Eberwolf help him to adapt. Set pre-timeskip.]
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- Part 2 of post watching and dreaming one-shots
- Part 9 of owl house one shots
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She slips inside and closes the door behind her. They’re both sat in the cautious dark. She frowns, and hums quietly, the same way he’d been doing before. Her fingers twitch and then there’s the smallest ball of light he’s ever seen, hanging in the air between them. Then she hums again and before he can properly stop himself he does it back.
She smiles softly at him. “Hey,” she says.
He still isn’t talking. He doesn’t have the words.
“You’re okay,” she murmurs gently, "It’s so loud, isn’t it? I’m going to have a migraine for days if it keeps going, I swear.” Then she pauses, head tilting to the side. “If you don’t want me to talk, I can stop. We can just sit.”
[or; hunter hates: loud noises, who he was two years ago, and talking about his feelings. amity also hates: loud noises and talking about her feelings, but she loves her friend. there's a closet. bonding ensures.]
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- Part 10 of owl house one shots