#the owl house steve x reader

[vrisrezis]

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.

[marrijaydeboo]

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 😍🙏

[speedystarshine]

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!

[hunterxreaderoneshots]

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!

[frogspond200]

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Requested by: Anon

Ask: Hey! Haven’t seen any TOH fics in a while and I’m down right BAD for some Steve x Human! reader HCs or one-shots🤭 (if you want) much love!

Reader: Human

Warning: maybe some suggestions

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Steve would initially meet you in the human realm, perhaps through a chance encounter in a park or a bookstore. Their connection could start as a friendship, with Steve being intrigued by the reader’s world.

As a Witch/Bard with a penchant for exploring the unknown, Steve would be fascinated by your world and constantly ask questions about human customs, technology, and culture. This curiosity would lead to many humorous and endearing moments. You introduce Steve to various aspects of the human world, such as technology, movies, and food. In return, Steve might take you to the Boiling Isles, showing you the dangers and pleasures of the demon realm.

Over time, you confide in each other about your hopes, worries, and dreams. Steve, who is initially curious about human emotions, begins to understand you better through your perspective. There are moments when you open up about personal experiences and vulnerabilities, deepening your emotional connection. Steve may reveal more about his nature.

Steve’s mischievous and playful nature could lead to more flirty banter between him and you. He might use humor and witty remarks to express his attraction and affection. Steve might start complimenting you more frequently, both on your appearance and your personality. He finds more reasons to make you feel special.

As their relationship deepens, Steve may become more touchy-feely. This could involve holding hands, hugging, or even stealing quick kisses, especially during moments of heightened emotion or excitement. Steve’s bard nature could make him somewhat clingy in an endearing way. He might want to spend as much time as possible with you, seeking your company in various activities.

Steve’s protective instincts may become more pronounced. He might stand up for you more fiercely, whether it’s against other demons or challenging situations in the Boiling Isles (or your cat because he rubbed its scent on you).

Steve may like being the big spoon, wrapping his arms protectively around you as you cuddle. This position allows him to playfully nuzzle and whisper sweet or witty remarks in your sensitive ear. Steve could playfully use you as a human pillow, resting his head on your chest or shoulder while making humorous comments or asking the dumbest. fucking. question. It you ever heard come out of his mouth.

Steve might enjoy sitting down and having you sit in his lap, allowing for intimate and affectionate moments where you can talk, cuddle, and share secrets. Steve may enjoy cuddling while facing each other, allowing for deep eye contact and meaningful conversations, as well as the occasional stolen kiss…

[teatimeweirdo]

+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 🥺

[sleepingdeath-light]

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

[a-strange-echo]

Requests are open!

I don't know if people want me to write their ideas for them but I'd be more than happy to do that so if you have any idea or a prompt you would like me to write with a character you like, you just have to send it to me!

I write fluff, agnst but only with happy ending (I'm soft okay ;w; ) and smut (although not a lot). There is not much i wouldn't write but if I don't feel comfortable with it or don't feel I have enough skills to do it, I won't write it.

I only write 'x reader' fanfictions and write for any gender/sexuality, you just have to tell me what you want. If you don't specify a gender, my default is Gender Neutral/ Non-Binary.

I also tend to not write cross-overs but if I really like the idea, maybe I will do it. (Really depends tho)

Who I write for:

MARVEL:

-Bucky Barnes*

-Steve Rogers*

-Stucky*

-Baron Helmut Zemo

-Tony Stark (platonic only, so no smut)

-Sam Wilson (platonic only, so no smut)

-Natasha Romanoff

-Peter Parker (no smut)

-Scott Lang

(Other if requested)

The Marauders: (teens and adults, please specify)

-Sirius Black

-James Potter

-Remus Lupin

-Lily Evans

-Regulus Black

-Poly!Marauders (James/Sirius/Remus)

Harry Potter:

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

(Other if requested)

The Owl House: (No smut, for any character)

-Amity Blight

-Luz Noceda

-Gus Porter

-Hunter Noceda

-Willow Park

-Vee Noceda

-Edric Blight

-Emira Blight

-Eda Clawthorn

-Raine Whispers

-Alador Blight

(Other if requested)

Hamilton:

-John Laurens

-Marquis de Lafayette

-Alexander Hamilton

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*Both modern and 40's, please specify

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Please keep in mind:

I am not a robot, I don't always have time or want to write.

If you ask something that I don't feel comfortable writing, I won't write it.

If you bring any hate, negativeness, you will be banned/blocked

English is not my first language (as specify in every work I post)

I do NOT conscent to have my posts being translated/reposted without being credited

You are responsible for the content you watch/read. If you see something you don't like/don't feel comfortable reading in the warnings, then don't read it. I can forget to tag something, if it ever happens, please tell me in the comments calmly and with respect and I will rectify it.

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My blog is a safe place for everyone, don't bring your disrespect and hate with you.

You are welcome if you are not toxic!

(Sorry for the long post)

please send requests, I am desperate for ideas ಥ_ಥ

[writing-fanics]

might start writing fanfics for Steve

what do y’all think?

[vrisrezis]

hihi!! i finished toh season 2b lately and it got me sobbing 😭, but i can i request steve and hunter when reader ( in which they’ve have been friends with for a while ) confessing their for love them?? i just miss them sm lolz, but have a good day/noon/night :]] !! - ☕️

(LOOKNA T. THEM ARGHH)

Steve would be happy to hear it (if he likes you back). He’d be all whiney about it, saying he wanted to confess first! But he won’t complain about it too much, telling you immediately he returns the feelings (after he stops squealing and crying). He’s a big baby who loves you very much.

Hunter is sooo red in the face he will die. Rn. Yk how red he got when Willow and Gus hugged him yeah it’s like worse than that. He’s kinda in between being like “why tho?” And “really me too wtf” but he tells you he feels the same… he’s still asking you why though fr.

[hxney-lemcn]

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.

[insertmesoftly]

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.

[kottaluva]

The morning sun

I feel like this man need so much more attention <3

Steve (toh) x gn! Reader (fluffy as hell)

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Your eyes fluttered open as you tried to sheild your eyes from the bright glowing sun, the magenta curtains were wide open, lighting up the rest of the room.

Yo looked around the room, to the floor, the bedside counter, and to your sleeping boyfriend, Steve, still fast asleep, in fact, pulling you closer to him.

His face was I few inches away from your own, you studied his sleeping form, his one arm wrapped around your waist, the other under the pillow under your head.

His mouth wa slightly open, a small but of droll dripping out onto his own pillowcase and onto his shirt, labeled with his own name.

You lifted your hand up to the back of his head, running your fingers through his hair, you scooted closer to his sleeping form, burrying your head into his chest.

It was peaceful and comfy like that for awhile, untill Steve sturred awake. He looks down at your sleeping form and smiled.

"Good morning, sunshine." he groans out. You look up at his tired eyes, now trying to sheild them from the sun. You leaned up and gave him a short peck below his chin, him letting out a low giggle as you do so.

"Good morning to you too, sleepyhead," you tease. He playfully pouted at you, sticking out his lower lip. "You gotta get up Stevie', we have to do patrols today," you say to him, only for him to roll over on top of you and lay his head on your chest, he traps you into a bear hug and looks up at you.

"Noooooooo, I wanna stay here with youuu," he groaned.

"Hun, as much as i would love to stay here with yo we gotta get up, or captain will have our heads again." you say as you try to pull him up so you can wiggle out of his grasp.

"Uhhhhggg, finnnee, only because you're my favorite person." he says as he finally rolls off of you and sits up in your shared bed.

You get up and begin changing into your scout uniform a he does the same. Before you could move to get the door he wraps his arms around you from behind, burying his face into the crook of your neck, leaving small pecks wherever he could reach.

"See you later sunshine," he grumbles as he turns you around to leave a peck on your forehead.

"See you after patrols," you giggle out, you press a peck on his chapped lips.

One small peck turned into more and more on his cheeks, squishing them together as you smothered his face with butterfly kisses.

"I love you Y/n," he says with a dumb grin on his face.

"I love you too, dork."

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Hope you enjoyed, feel free to leave requests!

[frogspond200]

𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝙲𝚜

Requested by: Anon

Ask: ¡was wondering if you'd do js like random steve

headcannons? like just his lil quirks and such?

Warning: None

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♥︎ Steve is a night owl, and he has trouble getting up early in the morning.

♥︎ Steve has a soft spot for animals, especially birds, and he often volunteers at animal shelters in his free time.

♥︎ Steve's guilty pleasure is reading cheesy romantic novels.

♥︎ When he has a crush on someone, Steve tries to be around them as much as possible, even going out of his way to find reasons to be in their presence.

♥︎ Steve often overanalyzes his interactions with the person he's attracted to, replaying scenarios in his head and wondering if he missed any signs.

♥︎ When it comes to showing affection, Steve might be shy and awkward at first, but once he becomes comfortable with someone, he is very affectionate and loving.

♥︎ Steve loves to read, and he would love to read with his partner and discuss the books they read together.

♥︎ Steve is a fan of plants, and enjoys gardening in his free time. He especially loves planting and taking care of flowers and other colorful foliage.

[cubicle-eyes]

Hi! I'm Skylar, an apiring writer on this multifandom blog! I am genderfluid, but if you would like to use pronouns, he/him or it/its would be perfect, thank you.

Lets get into it!

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I don't write fem!reader unless it is for a lesbian or a bi female. Otherwise everything else is Male. (i.e, robin buckley)

I write:

f character x f reader

f character x m reader (on occasion)

m character x m reader

and

gn/nonbinary character x gn/nonbinary reader

I suppose requests or chats are open! Feel free to request characters, or give me gentle constructive critisism. Im trying 🤧🤧

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[ MASTERLIST PLACEHOLDER ]

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Who I Write for:

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Dustin Henderson

Mike Wheeler

Nancy Wheeler

Will Byers

Jonathan Byers

Jane/Eleven Hopper

Max Mayfeild

Argyle

Robin Buckley (f.reader)

Fred Benson

Barb Holland

Chrissy Cunningham

Vicki

001/Peter Ballard/Henry/Vecna (Not monster form)

Helluva Boss

literally everyone ❤️

FNAF:SB

I think everyone but mostly the DCAs

(except like burntrap, vanny/vanessa)

THE OWL HOUSE:

Luz Noceda (platonic)

Camila Noceda (PLATONIC)

Eda Clawthorne

Lilith Clawthorne (Platonic)

Darius Deamonne

Raine Whispers

Adrian Gray

Emperor Belos (/srs)

Phillip Wittebane (i know theyre the same but he just looks twinky)

Amity Blight (platonic)

Edric Blight

Emira Blight

Willow Park

Gus Porter

Steve!!!

Hunter/Golden Guard (rip Flapjack)

Vee!!!

The Collector (only w/ god+child reader. YOUNG LOVE DO NIT SEXUALIZE THIS!)

Masha (we stan them)

Mattholomule

Viney

Jerbo

Skara

and probably others just ask lol

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My little rules:

I don't write full-fleged smut, but will right suggestive and/or spicy content. It makes me a little uncomfy, heh.

Nothing TOO spicy with underage characters. Please. I beg of you. Some light making out is okay but no like,,, yeah.

More is to come as I figure out what I will and won't right!

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DNI list pending, but the obvious is p^deos, anyone who supports non-con/r@pe/relationship abuse, and anyone who uses the " x male reader " tag in xfemreader content. Burn.

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OTHER:

(The optional Bio)

Favorite Color: Black and Blues

Favorite Songs: Anything ACDC or Mindless Self Indulgence

Huge Thanks to the xmale readers of tumblr. Sometimes they just dont get enough content.

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[sleepingdeath-light]

Hello! PLEASE ONLY READ THIS REQUEST ONCE YOU’VE WATCHED “O TITAN, WHERE ART THOU”. THANKS COOL PERSON.

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If it’s okay, may I request a Steve x Reader? Male is preferred, but gender neutral is also fine. I just want him to be comforted after his outing with King… poor guy.. I love him. Maybe just the reader talking to him and being sweet once they all meet up at the C.A.T.S site?

Comfort Headcanons | Steve

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as male

it was easy to tell that steve had been through a lot that day from the slight limp in his walk, the slump of his shoulders and the generally exhausted air that followed him when he walked through the entrance to the c.a.t.s base. so, being an attentive partner, he hurried over to greet him.

arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as he nuzzled his face against his freshly unmasked face - narrowly avoiding his horn as he greeted him with an overly-dramatic “welcome back, babe!”

steve almost immediately grinned in-spite of himself, wrapping his arms around their middle in turn and pulling he into a tight hug as he began to pepper the ex-guard’s face with kisses - coaxing breathy laughter from him and lightening his mood as a result

the corner of his eyes were crinkled up by now as he revelled in the attention he was receiving from his dear boyfriend - flushing slightly at the public nature of the display (though not embarrassed enough to tell him to cut it out)

“missed you” “missed you too; rough day?” “got bodied by an owl” “you got what?!”

by now, although still slightly hunched over in pain, steve was able to laugh about the absurdity of the situation, leaning on the other man as he helped him take his place at the other side of the open hall

as they moved, they never let go of each other - staring, almost sickeningly in love, into each other’s eyes and quietly discussing everything that happened since that morning (practically ignoring the rest of the world for each other)

then, finally, once they settled in their seats, steve wrapped an arm around his shoulders and quietly urged him to rest his head in his neck - kissing the top of his head once he did so before focusing on the rest of their group as raine started to speak

though he continued to grin as he listened, occasionally letting his eyes stray to his boyfriend as they entwined the fingers on their free hands - seemingly unable to not be touching each other to how in love they were

and suddenly his day didn’t seem as dull and exhausting as before